(music background)
(Bogdan Kiyashko - "Brother")
(Katerina) -So...
So what are we going to do with all this?
-I don't know, do what you want. I don't care.
(Katerina) -Wait. I just want to understand -
Are you moving in with this bartender or what?
-Well, what are you talking about nonsense? I'm not moving anywhere, of course.
I'm staying here, you can too It’s easy not to notice me, that’s all.
It's not difficult.
-Impossible.
I... Let's start with this... that I can't look at you.
I look at you, and I have pictures before my eyes.
-Well, these are your pictures, they are anyway They will stay in your head, you understand?
I'll leave, I'll stay, anyway there will be pictures in your head.
-No, no need to go anywhere, change something.
Let everything remain as it is.
Mom, we will lose everything, absolutely everything.
He should run for mayor, and we should remain a perfect family.
- “Must”, “must”. He said “should” twice.
So far it sounds unconvincing. But overall I agree.
(Katerina) -But not me.
My husband is sleeping with Igor,
and I have to pretend that we are a model family?
-Yes, mom, I didn’t finish.
I... Everything is bad, of course.
The word "dad" is difficult for me to pronounce.
(stammering) Our family is no more, yes.
But it remains to be fixed some other relationship
no memories, no, well, past.
-Sounds like a sentence. -It sounds like it sounds!
I made excuses for you at first.
And today I realized that everything, our relationship, Well, they don’t exist, they simply don’t exist.
So why, well, kill for them?
We just need to coexist on favorable terms, simple and clear, that's all.
-Do not say that.
You shouldn't say that, do you hear?
Lord, this is impossible if that's how you say it, you know?
-He was so neat I always went out with a jar to smoke.
-You mean “was”? -Oh, I don’t mean it that way.
-Crap. That's it, thank God, we can come in.
-In short, stay here, Volodya with me.
Volodya, have you ever seen a young man without any gadgets at all?
-No.
- So I don’t. Listen, it's good to blow.
Look at the table maybe there's something there.
(sighs) -There is nothing.
Although the place is definitely a work place.
There was definitely a laptop here. -Yes.
And there was definitely something hanging on the wall. (intriguing music)
-Yes. But not the picture.
There is no hook.
Scraps of tape.
Maybe a calendar?
-Well, of course, a calendar. I took my laptop and calendar with me.
How without a calendar? You can get lost in time.
-Well, it’s hanging in our department.
- Convinced, hanging. That's it, come on with this one, with the neighbor in more detail,
look at everything here again, and I'll go to his bar.
-Poster!
Here, the inscription in English is “films”.
- Great, Vov.
All that remains is to establish the name of the film, and that's it, it's in our pocket.
Maybe my favorite, James Bond?
-So.
What does this give us then?
-I don’t know, Vova.
Go for it.
-Inna Evgenievna.
Inna Evgenievna, why are you... -Come on in.
-Fine. -Sit down.
Sit down, sit down. -I’m sitting down, sitting down.
(Inna) -This, Egor, is what you have brought us all to.
Here are only those whose lessons were disrupted because of your performances.
But there are still a lot of school employees
who would also like to hear your apologies,
because it undermines the authority of the teacher as such.
All your business was put aside for a second.
Now Egor Melenin wants to apologize
to all students and teachers.
I hand him the microphone.
Speak, Egor.
-Dear students,
I, Egor Melenin, responsibly declare,
that my unauthorized dialogue (laughter)
was a gross violation of all any more or less human norms of behavior.
(laugh) All in all,
Don't take my example
listen to teachers, live with dignity. (laughs)
For this I ask you to take your leave.
May there always be sunshine.
-What happened just now?
- Well, again, mockery, Inna Evgenievna.
- Well, you swore, well, you swore to me, that you will sincerely apologize!
-Yes, I apologized normally. -Listen, Melenin,
stop pretending to be a clown here.
Are you going to apologize normally or not?
You said in front of your parents, that you will repent.
-Sorry, but what about repentance? different from asking to forgive?
-Emotionality!
It’s not your ironic banter, but your prayer! There is a difference?
(screams) Yes you... What are you...
-What are you doing? -Emotional enough?
-Are you crazy, or what? You...
-I thought it was there for admission there is no need to write an essay,
and then they introduced some new rule
from this year. -And you decided
that you want to do this, right?
-Yeah interesting.
-And what are you interested in?
-Environmental structures, for example.
Well, why are we all swimming in shit here?
-Watch your speech, please.
-Sorry.
But it's true.
-Well, yes, yes. Okay, and...
What do you want from me?
-Prepare for writing.
You know my level.
- Bor, why do you need this?
-What?
-Well, these are these environmental treatment facilities.
Well, you made it all up.
Well, tell me honestly.
-No, I'm interested, really.
Honestly.
-Well, what are you doing, Ritul, Have you brought your latest gossip again?
Come on, tell me. -Why gossip?
If I want to tell you something, So it's just gossip?
-Gossip is generally a form today's communication, Ritul.
I'm completely free of charge.
Do you know how much of this gossip I have? I’m sitting there at home alone going through them.
This one said shit about this one, that one about that one. Bliss.
-In short, you’re talking about Angelka do you want to hear or not?
-Okay, what happened?
(sighs)
-I saw her at City Day with one dude. -Yes.
-And they kissed not in a friendly way.
-Yes. What kind of guy?
-I don’t know, he’s kind of old.
-Well... - About 25 years old, maybe.
-Old fight.
- Mel, damn it, you're bleeding again!
-Ritul... -Let me wrap it up.
-Tell me, is this true?
It's really true, isn't it?
-Mel, so that I can become bald! -No need.
I believe it anyway.
-Chalk...
Do you even like me a little?
-I like you, Rit, not even a little.
But you and I won't have sex.
-Who offered you something?
-Isn’t that what you’re talking about?
-Maybe about this, only later.
-Then?
-Mel, well, I’ve loved you for a long time.
You're just a fool, you don't seem to notice.
(sentimental music)
You are the most gentle guy I know.
Well, I’m perfect for you, right? F***, right?
-No. Rit, you've never been f***ed at all, you are Magdalene.
Damn, this is actually a fundamental difference.
But I just...
Then I fell in love with Anzhelka in fourth grade.
When we were running in physical exercise, She broke her knee and bled.
And then everything is like in cheap soap.
Close-up, broken knee, slobbering plantain,
her eyes are reflected in mine.
It's imprinted, damn it.
You won't throw it away.
- Great, Stas.
Wow, already in good shape this morning, right?
What a fragrant whiskey. -Single malt. Will you?
-No, for me it’s all just moonshine. I'm on vodka.
-Katerina fell ill for some reason, I don't know if it's the weather or what.
-Yes? Listen, they promised it would get colder. Yesterday my legs also ached like that.
Well, well... Well, what?
-Let's not go, she's in the living room I'm just laying down, let's not interfere, here...
-Yes? Well, come on, of course, what.
Let's.
The weather is whispering, right?
God himself ordered people to talk on the street.
-Hello. -Oh, hi, Ilyukh.
Thank you, darling. Why not at school?
Borka said, Looks like you have an essay today.
-I have a headache. -You too?
(Stas) -Listen, damn, you're a vegetarian.
(Konstantin) - Stas, why did I come? about this, bartender Igor.
-Igor? Which one?
- Well this...
Well, what’s his name, Igor Sergeevich Naumov.
He works as a bartender here on Primorskaya.
-Ah, well, yes, yes, yes. And what?
- Yes, he disappeared somewhere, you know. (tense music)
Not at work, not at home either.
Relatives were contacted he found himself in conflict with her,
but they submitted an application. Like this.
(Stas) -What do I have to do with it?
- So grannies, who were sitting near the entrance,
about two weeks ago, they said that you came to him
and it even seems like Well there, I went up to him.
-Sorry, Konstantin Anatolyevich, it's because of me.
(Konstantin, grinning) - In what sense “because of you”?
-Well, it happened so that Igor sold me alcohol in a bar.
Well, I went overboard out of habit.
(Konstantin) -Well, it's natural.
- Well, dad, of course, upset about this incident
Well, I went to talk to him on this occasion.
-Yes. Why didn’t you talk at the bar?
-Listen, I wanted to. -It just happened spontaneously.
We're home the next day Well, we quarreled a little about this topic.
Dad started calling the bar, they said that Igor is not working today,
and dad got emotional and went to his house.
-Listen, have you ever thought about becoming a lawyer? You're doing really well.
-No, our family business is closer to me.
-Yes, listen, what is this conversation about? Did you end with Igor then?
-Yes...nothing, somehow, I...
I talked and asked so that he doesn't do that again,
he apologized, said that he wouldn’t do it again, I believed him, I...
You know, I'm a soft person. -Yes, yes, Stas, you are a gentle person.
Well, look, if you're aiming for mayor, this softness must be removed.
They'll devour you there in five seconds, there you have to have a grin.
-Well, yes, and here is the last room,
This is a room for your own people, like a chillout.
There it should be a few sofas, it doesn't matter
but behind this wall I have massage baths,
and this wall must be transparent, glass.
That is, it is not visible from the other side, and from the side of the room everything is visible.
Is this possible? -No problem.
We've already done this I won’t say where or from whom.
(grins) -Understand.
- In general, I draw a sketch, I'm sending it to you.
We will do all this very quickly. -Yes.
But, Kirill, this is between us.
-No problem.
The people who will do this - verified people.
No need to worry. -Fine. Super!
I'm waiting for the estimate.
(woman) -Let's take a look. I can offer it tomorrow at 15:00.
One minute. Girl, where are you going?
-To Raoul. -And what? Do you have to sneak with the mouse?
What kind of manner, by God? Bypassing.
(Raoul) -Angelin, what do you have there?
- Yes, here he is, he says, to you, Raul Stanislavovich.
- She can, let's go.
My brother's girl.
(Raul shouts joyfully)
Buffalo leather. It's been six months, beast!
Sit down and feel.
Sit down, sit down.
So how?
-Cool. -Smell it.
Smell it, that's the whole thrill.
-Bliss. -Yes.
Why did you come?
Did you have a fight with Ilyusha?
Well, as I understand it, we can congratulate him, He's not a virgin anymore, right?
-Virgin. -Ah.
And you?
Understood.
Vodka, cognac, champagne?
-Vodka.
-Father's daughter.
(tense music)
So, why are we drinking?
-For love. -Not trivial.
Well done.
So, did Ilyusha fuck you?
In a psychological sense.
Well, yes.
Who will withstand his need?
-I fell in love with you a long time ago.
-It's all sad.
On the one hand, my klutz brother,
and on the other...
So beautiful and daring Natasha.
(movie noise)
(Gena, in a whisper) -Mel, social assistance.
(whispers) -From the heart.
-By the way, our core arrived there.
There he sits below. I wanted, I understood to have a little fun before starting, I say:
“This, take off the halter, whoever has it.” (laughs)
Understood? He is silent at all, in short. Well, sick.
(whispers) - Great. -Hello.
-Will you have some beer? -Come on, if it's warm.
-Warm, warm, here, warm. -Thank you.
-You can? -Can.
-Well, what? How's the comedy?
-It's not funny yet.
-There’s just this specific humor here, you have to delve into it.
-I'm trying.
-How are you? Have you already looked at the city?
-I was in the catacombs, I liked it.
-Well, if you’ve seen the catacombs, That means I saw everything.
-In fact, the excursion could have ended tragic for me.
I almost died there.
There is not enough air, and we have already gone deeper.
If it weren’t for my companion, then, I think, that’s it.
Another boy with his nose bitten off.
-Did your companion tell you about the boy?
-Well, yes.
Come on? (Alexey laughs)
-Hello, hello, Angel, hello.
Are you home now? Can I come over?
(Angela, on the phone) -For what?
-I just want to see you.
-Well, see you tomorrow.
-Listen, I'm surprised that you're still Do you remember about that boy without a nose?
He wasn't really there I made it up.
Listen, but if you believed in him, then...
He's probably crawling around there somewhere too on my knees,
he sniffs with his bitten nose like this. (grunts)
-Are you screwed up again?
Mel, good.
I don't really care what are you taking there?
but I'm sick of it.
-And I love you.
(melancholy music)
(phone call)
Great. - Damn, Mel, great.
Did you want something? I don't have to close it.
- No, I... just.
-Well, if you decide, do you have your own key?
Let's.
-Everything in my head began to fall apart.
When you, like, woke up, and the dream still drags on.
And then it only gets worse, because it doesn't end there.
-These are Kisin's pills, dude.
They are such a terrible waste.
Damn, I was afraid to leave the apartment.
-I saw the director in the catacombs, bro.
-Okay, dude, calm down.
This... This is waste, most likely.
Do you understand that this is a glitch?
-Did he give everything away? - Yes, beautiful, I pushed everything in a week.
-Well done, Gennady. He began cheerfully.
Are you ready to get serious? - Yes, of course, what are you doing?
The product is not good, it’s generally selling out with a bang.
- How do you remind me of one of my sidekicks?
Bitch, one face. Even the voice is the same.
Do not worry.
This n*** is no longer there.
-Ah.
- Let's consider this an unpleasant coincidence.
Go ahead, Mishan.
-You, I see, are a normal guy, Gen.
Don't shake it like that. Press, hold tight and...
(sighs)
When I look at you bitch, she's drinking slaked lime.
(laughs)
But this is all superstition.
Okay, push, Gena.
Don't get lost.
-Come on, blurt it out to me.
(beatbox)
-Oh, yo!
Oh, yo.
(beatbox)
Young woman!
-Huh? -It’s too early for sea trips.
I can suggest a hike in pleasant company, on foot.
-Oh-oh. -With a finale in the tasting room.
Gena. -Vika.
-Very nice. -Very nice.
-Well, have you arrived long ago? -Yes, it’s the third day already.
-Ay-ay-ay, third day, and we don’t know each other.
-How did this happen? -Well, what is it?
-Don't know. -Listen, what about you, how about
evil, vicious, excuse me, adventures? (phone call)
Not afraid? -Well, I’m not afraid in Angarsk, but here...
Don't know. -Oh, come on, you’re a Siberian, or what?
- Siberian, yes. -In nature, they are not afraid of anything at all,
Siberians. -Yes, I am like that. - Well, tell me what’s there,
Baikal is next to you, no? - Yes, nearby, nearby.
-Yes? Well, is the sea better?
-Yes, it's warmer. -Yes? Warmer?
Listen, you know, for real, ok, you've arrived now.
(phone call) In a month there will be no crowd here anymore.
And the water is cold. -I swam today.
-Did you swim today? -I was swimming.
-Oh-oh-oh. Well, really, damn it, Siberian. (Vika laughs)
Listen, so what, maybe we'll stop by, Shall we clap something warm with you?
-Warming? -Well, yes, for a Siberian woman.
- Well, come on, you can. -Can? -Yes.
-Oh, come on, Well, then let's go to the carriage, what are you doing?
(chuckles)
(breathes shakily)
(Kisa) -Yes, what do you need?
(stammering) -Van, help me out, Van.
Genych, bitch, throws it off, I can't reach him.
Help me out, please.
-I don’t have anything of yours.
-Dude, it's really bad. Very bad. Please.
-Where are you? -I'm in your yard,
you can see me.
(Kisa sighs)
-Well, let's go to the 13th.
-Thank you thank you thank you.
(sad music)
(Kisa) - Anton, why the hell are you fussing at all? I would have invented a more serious illness for myself.
You lie quietly, you die,
(grins) and they widen you.
I don't know, maybe Should I come up with something like this for myself too?
- No, no, no need. Live, it's interesting.
Don't look at me, look for something positive.
- Where, bitch, on the moon, or what?
My father was actually a cool dude.
Alternative artist.
The paintings flew away for such money!
He moved to the States, and, damn it, that’s it.
-It looks like a movie. -Yes, as I say, it burned like a torch!
(door slam)
(Larissa) -Van, are you home? -Yes, at home, at home.
Sit, sit, sit.
Uh...
Anton.
Kickboxing trainer.
He wanted me to come back.
-Where?
(Kisa) -To the section.
(door slam)
-From me you can don't wait for empty promises,
there won't be any.
I just want to say that all my activities in this post,
more precisely, my whole life
will be given to him to make city residents happier.
I think this is important.
-Congratulations. Sparingly, Without further ado, great.
And most importantly, our entire strategy is clear.
-Thank you. (phone call)
(hums)
Hello?
(Ilya) - Hello, dad, forgive me, You're probably busy right now, right?
-No, nothing, speak up.
-Pa, you are strong.
I'm proud of you.
-Ilyush...
You do not...
You have no idea, how important your words are to me now,
you just have no idea.
-No, dad, I can imagine, I really can imagine. (Natasha) -What are you doing?
-Your words are important to me too. -Let me in. Let me go, I tell you.
(Stas) -Listen, we'll have to...
-I fucked with Raoul. -We need to talk.
-He is cool. -Talk in private, I’m very worried.
Fine? -You're lying.
(Stas) - Ilyush? - Natasha!
(depressing music)
Natasha, this can't be he fucks everyone!
-Am I special? - Natasha!
You're lying to me, right? You're lying. You're just lying to me to spite me, right?
- Why the hell should I lie?
Just don’t start snotting now, ok, otherwise it will be completely vomiting.
- Natasha! I don't care, do you hear?
I don’t care, I know how to forgive! -That's it, get away, get away from me!
(Sasha, laughing) -Whoa-whoa-whoa!
We pass quickly, do not slow down.
We should be in New York in an hour, Metallica's personal plane.
Concert at Madison Square Garden. Fall!
You'll be singing along today.
Beer, sir? -Yes, well, only if for the voice.
-You need cognac for your voice.
-Uncle Sash, I wanted to ask.
Listen, please tell me do you understand spirituality?
There is such a thing as humanism.
I... It seems to me something that I stopped feeling him altogether.
-Humanism. Op.
(grins) Let's start with him.
All this is rubbish, bullshit.
It's convenient to hide behind him, it’s warm and satisfying with him.
The word is soft, comfortable, (laughs)
like Sherlock Holmes's chair.
All that remains is to stretch the legs to the fireplace,
and that's it, go to hell, I'm in humanism!
No, my boy.
To the cold, hunger, loneliness.
He spat out his teeth and returned to the fight.
What do you think? Are you ready for such humanism?
Don't answer, take a sip of beer, think.
-Do you have to spit out your teeth?
-No, you can swallow them.
(door creaking)
-I owe everything your attraction.
If it weren't for the catacombs, then there would be no excursion for you
and nothing would have happened.
So I suggest you have a drink for the sights.
-It’s hard to say, but come on.
Then listen about the main attraction.
-So.
-We have an old ship here.
(chuckles) -How old is it?
-Well, a lot. (laugh)
Pre-revolutionary.
(Lilu45 - "My Soul")
You pass a long corridor.
Empty cabins.
And in the distance are doors.
-Are we not rushing things?
-No. -Fine.
-Here, behind these doors
crystal room.
And mirrors.
-Look, let's go now... Thank you.
Here you go. Mom is studying now
Go, Timosh, play in the room, okay?
That's it, come on.
Will you have some more tea? -No thanks.
-So, remind me where we left off?
- "Queen of Spades". Fatalism, fate, fate.
-Yes, we talked about Herman and about his point of no return,
after which he can no longer return back into the normal course of your life.
-Yes, I, I just didn’t understand.
He didn’t shoot the countess,
She collapsed from a heart attack.
Well, that is, in essence, there is no crime.
Why can't his life
Well, according to the usual course, what did you say, go?
-This is a very good question.
Why did Herman break down? psychologically?
-Yes, he went crazy later, I remember.
-Yes.
Well look,
Each of us has a certain image of ourselves,
with whom we associate ourselves.
And even if it's not always true,
we are holding on to it.
And then suddenly, for some reason, this image is crumbling,
and live with a new self-image becomes unbearable.
And at Pushkin’s place just at this very moment
starts to twist mystical flywheel of retribution.
-No, just why mandatory in literature
going crazy over, well, crime?
This is rare in life.
My father works in the police, he never said anything like that.
-Well, literary heroes, they...
Initially have moral, moral values.
- In short, damn it, you just need to not have this image of yourself,
like, you're so noble, and just tell yourself:
“Yeah, I’m shit and I don’t give a shit.”
-Well, for some it might work.
But for Herman, no.
Well, it’s either a fool or prison.
-Can I have some more tea, please?
-Yes. I'll brew a fresh one.
(sniffs)
(stammering) -Oh, Ritulya! My happiness!
Come here now Now you and I will succeed.
-What the hell are you doing, dude? -No, yes, no, not quite yet.
(grin) There are only 16 minutes until the store closes.
And with your killer sexuality we still have a chance.
We can do this, I'm telling you for sure.
-Should I take some booze? Maybe that's enough for you? -No, not for me, for us.
We're going to have a stunning evening I promise you.
And here comes the miracle. That's a miracle. Nikolai Ugodnik.
-Not our client. -You mean “not our client”?
This is our client, I’m telling you straight away.
You just don't understand others and I understand them well,
I understand it just like you. You just go up to him and say:
"My boyfriend left me" Well, that’s all there.
You press on pity as best you can. -Okay, Mel, shut up and get out of here.
-Everything, everything, everything. Come on, you will succeed, come on.
"Oscar". And "Oscars" goes to...
Margarita. Come on, come on, that's it, that's it, that's it.
(man) -No, no, I don’t have it, that’s all.
-The red fox died
Black spring has come! (laughs)
- Think about it, their real name is Nikolai.
I didn't have enough for the second one, he even added.
-What did I tell you, what did I tell you?
I just have a diamond eye for these guys.
Please, you can see it a mile away!
Well, maybe Shall we open the bottle right away?
-Let's. -Let's.
(melancholy music)
-I'm really afraid of them, ma.
They'll boil me in a cauldron one day.
-Not funny. Polina Sergeevna, by the way, agronomist,
Irina Naumovna is a famous speech therapist. -And Aunt Shura?
-Aunt Shura is simply a creative person.
I re-engaged with folklore.
So...
Get them three bottles of sherry, sunflower halva,
a couple of packs of tea, a carton of cigarettes.
-Which ones?
-I do not remember. Inexpensive.
-What's the matter anyway?
Have you decided to fucking renounce the world?
Well, sit there and wash yourself with egg yolk.
- That's it, don't grumble. - Yes, good, that’s it, bye.
Goodbye.
(Ganvest - "Kaifuli")
-Wait, wait, I forgot to turn off the water.
(moo)
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Vikulya, your jacuzzi is ready!
-Already? -Already.
-Well, let's go.
-Oh-oh! (chuckles)
You know what, you look like Madonna in these petals.
(Vika grins) - Not a fucking compliment.
She's actually 60.
-Not really.
Like the real Madonna. -Oh, the real one?
-Yes.
(splash of water)
F***, let's pull out the plug, Now we'll flood our neighbors.
-Where is she? -Here she is.
Be careful, you might get confused. -I won't mix it up.
- That's it, that's it.
And it’s also fun in the bath.
-Well, let's just lie down.
Let's relax.
-Do you want some relaxation? -Yes.
-Well...
Well, come on, maybe I’ll bring a cone then?
-Yes? -Yeah, Moroccan.
Can you imagine as if we are in the petals with you.
Just like this one in Antalya.
-Come on, bring it. - That's it, I'm bringing it.
Everything, everything, everything. -Let's.
(intriguing music)
-Did you order sherry? -Oh!
-Vanyush, I scared you, damn it.
-Well, that’s all, that’s all, Aunt Shur, good, good, You've exhausted me like a kitten.
-Yes, you will always be a kitten for me.
Ira, Polin, Vanya has arrived!
- Vanechka. -Oh, Vanyushka.
-You are where Jim is, hold Jim, We've had a friendship with him since childhood.
-Oh, yes Jim, Jim ran away.
Come on, come on. - Hello.
-What should I tell my mother?
-Tell me you’re alive, and thank you for that.
-Maybe we should bring something?
-A guy, like Morrison. (laugh)
-No, I'm serious Maybe some medicine is needed?
-So this is the main medicine.
(Bogdan Kiyashko - "Brother")
-Vikulya!
Where are you?
The water has already cooled down.
Vic!
Vika!
I don't like it when it's so unrequited.
Vika!
Bitch.
(shouting) Bitch!
- Genych, well, I’m a bitch, I'm a punk in life, in nature, but...
Listen, is it difficult to put on panties? My mother-in-law is watering the seedlings.
Sorry if I asked for anything too much, Certainly.
(shouting)
-Bitch!
Zoya!
(breathes heavily)
What room is your guest Vika in?
-No longer in any way. -In terms of?
- She paid an hour ago and left.
-Where? -Have you fallen in love with her?
- Damn, Zoya! I ask you again - where did she go?
I really need this information please.
-Look at how she hooked you.
(shouting)
(Kisa) -Look for that goat without any ointment.
It’s not a fact that she’s from Angarsk.
-Yes, even from Angarsk, who will fly there to look for her?
-I heard about Raw, Father once interrogated one.
-So what? -He says he personally likes to punish.
He's one dude, in short, I pumped it up at a tire shop.
He calls it “Carlson’s flight.”
- Guys, why do I need all this?
Why, bitch?
You can just take these two guns and it’s easy to crack my head?
(Chalk) -We have a plane.
(Gena) -Well, am I a pilot or what?
-Yes, Gen, you’ll sit there on this plane,
we will bring you some food, Let's put a bucket.
You can carry the bucket yourself, no big deal.
What if someone asks, say, that we are not in the business, we don’t know anything.
(crying)
Gen, Gena, you can’t be a ninny now.
Come on, brother, pull yourself together, everything will be fine.
-What?
- No, nothing.
- Well, I see, go ahead. What?
- I wanted to consult.
-About Montenegro? Don't know.
If you want, fly, I’ll at least take a break from you.
- No, we postponed it.
As for the underwear, I bought new ones here, I don’t know.
-Show me.
Retro style.
Sophisticated, but a bit boring. It could have been bolder.
I don’t think Dad will be particularly inspired.
-Do you think he will even notice?
Well, if only I'm wearing flannelette up to my knees I'll put on my grandmother's ones.
-Well, why are you asking then? if it's for yourself?
-And feelings for yourself are not important?
Feeling wanted?
-Damn, guys, but seriously,
Raw, he won’t stop, until Gendos is found.
-You mean “won’t stop”? -Well, how long will Genych sit on the plane?
A couple of weeks, right? What's next?
-N-yes.
We need money to look for it, collect it there, I don't know, in parts or something.
-What parts, what are you talking about? You Raw he will tear himself to pieces for these parts.
-The flywheel of retribution. -What?
-At first we cheated Tolstoy out of money,
and then Genych took the goods. (Kisa sighs)
And this chick is from Angarsk, this, in principle, is the flywheel of retribution.
-Yes. Haven't you heard about the pendulum of death? Edgar Allan, bitch, Poe.
-I agree with Hank. If you cheated someone, then expect that you will soon be scammed.
It is obvious.
You can call it retribution maybe with karma,
whatever, it doesn't matter at all.
-Well then, fuck you guys.
You've already failed two, That's it, now wait.
(tense music)
-It's getting hot, isn't it? Why are you here?
(Oksana) -Are you ready to become a dad?
-Sorry, no options, no way.
-In the women's shower after the pool Did I fuck myself?
-Turn down your tone. Don't talk to me like that, okay?
If I didn't want to, I wouldn't give it.
When they don’t want to, everything happens differently. -Do you know how to do it differently?
-No, I’m speaking in general.
But there is a proposal.
-Which? -You can start working for me.
Look, I'm pulling up now cool clients, huge money,
you can earn money, you know?
Everything is under my control free schedule, fun.
-Cool. -No, no, you don’t understand, look.
Here, here you can solve many questions,
here is the municipality, city hall, not some bullshit.
Well, basically, it's high time.
-Yes, it's really time.
It's time to talk frankly.