time
l'll bury you right here.
-lt's here.
-Dig.
How did you massacre so
many and let Ape get away?
-Try to understand. . .
-Shut up!
-Give back the cell phones!
-You should've seen. . .
The phones, l said!
Get out of here!
Kent!
What?
Take my car in for
an oil change.
What about the money?
Pothead!
Kent!
-Was Gosha there too?
-Yes, he was.
Damn !
Hey, Bedbug.
How are you?
l'll be damned!
-You got out!
-Yeah, l'm out.
You should be happy.
My tears are from joy,
l swear.
You are an old sentimental
thief.
Ouite a palace!
Are you expecting anyone?
My nerves are shot. Seing
you l see a ghost.
l am sorry if l
disturbed you.
lf it wasn't for you, l'd be
doing somebody else's time.
Don't mention it.
Will you have some tea.
l made it this morning.
The cops in
the Red Zone. . .
do they make good tea?
Beer can be different, but
prison tea is prison tea.
What's the word around
town? Any news?
Quite a few.
Cross is out. He and
father don't get along.
The local council is called
now, the general in winter.
What about father?
The Centrists leaned on him.
Broom and some other shang.
ln prison, Cross disgraced
one of their friends.
This is no news,
this is information.
-Who will do him?
-They'll send a man.
Father will give
Cross's adress.
This is no news,
this is information.
Listen, Fox. . .
What will you do about
Shaman, pay him back?
l'll sort it out.
Shaman is taking over the
entire southern region.
Bankers, businessmen,
new gangs.
-Personally?
-No.
Now he's a businessman.
He's got Barcasse, Metis,
a whole army.
Barcasse has the largest
gang.
But he wants to
switch sides.
Thanks, Bedbug.
Next year, for the
Police Day. . .
l'll make you a present,
a cop's uniform.
No thanks. . .
a thief is a thief and
a cop is a cop.
lf they're true to their
nature they are OK inside.
lf they serve two masters,
the one likes me. . .
who rat the cops, who in
turn sell out to the crooks.
Who needs people
like that?
Calm yourself.
ln the end, we're fighting
for the same cause.
Shaman almost had me killed.
He blew up my car.
l have to face him.
We have the same problem
with Shaman.
We'll have to think
hard.
l want something to be done
that will benifit us both.
lf we think together, we
can fight together.
Turn left here.
Yesterday, two guys
stormed in my Casino. . .
and said: ''From now on you
will pay us $5000 a month''.
The manager said: ''This
place is King's turf.''
They don't hear anything.
-Degenerates.
-This won't take long.
You clowns!
Are you crazy?
Do you know who
you're messing with?
My Major is back!
How's life?
Nothing's changed.
When you helped me, they
thought we were in love. . .
and got off my back.
But now. . .
They started again?
More or less. l have
a steady one now.
They call him Ape, you do
not know him, he's crazy.
-He doesn't pay you?
-That's not the point.
He had brain surgery, got
half of it cut out.
Now, he's got a huge scar.
He's forever 1 4.
One other thing,
he doesn't feel pain.
He burns me with cigarettes
and then asks if it hurts.
He burns himself and says
that he doesn't feel it.
l'll show you.
Take it easy,
l just got out.
He burns me, he screws me,
he raves about the Vikings.
What else does he do?
Slaughters everyone.
Two here, three there.
He killed someone important
with two bodyguards.
How come you
know all this?
He tells me. Anyway,
the whole town knows.
Yesterday somebody
tried to kill him.
He massacred half the
people but he got away.
l wish somebody killed
the bastard!
Don't worry. These people
live short lives.
Help me again. Kill
Ape for me.
Listen, Tamara! Who
do you think l am?
Didn't you killed Sikhno?
Kill Ape too.
l paid for what l did.
Once is enough.
l'll pay you.
That's funny. Today
l wanted to pay you.
Kill him !
No, l'm not a killer.
l forgot, you are
the antikiller.
Good afternoon, Shaman.
Barcasse calls you tomorrow
at