death.
Why not
Freedom fighters do not kneel?
Let him learn.
- Put it back.
- Vika...
nerves get stretched.
Alright, patient.
I wish I could examine your eyes.
- How are you?
- Weird thing.
Like I am a gun tower
with the gunner in my head.
The gunner turns...
and the tower can only follow under
its own momentum. Like this.
- Seems you are a poet.
- Sure. And slave to honor.
What are we going to do?
Well decide tomorrow.
How about a dance now?
What?
And how do you see that?
What s there to see?
As a matter of fact...
youre confined to bed.
All in good time.
You make a good couple.
Like in Scent of a Woman.
What film?
The Al Pacino film.
Pay no attention.
- What was that?
- The armchair.
Interesting title.
- Is it a good movie?
- It s okay.
- But Pacinos a better dancer.
- Im a better fighter, though.
Stop it. We spread destruction.
Guess III go to bed.
Sleep tight, fella.
Dont open the window.
It s cold.
I can feel your smell.
That s awful.
Like animals.
I love you.
True?
Like crazy.
Wait.
Artyoms the champion.
Hurray! Hurray!
Stop there! Freeze!
- Stop there!
- Spread your arms!
What s with the arsenal, kid?
- It s not mine.
- Right.
Artyom and you are cooking
something, am I right?
Where is he now?
Be smart. Tell me.
Whose number is this?
- Whos calling?
- No idea.
If it s him, make an appointment.
It II hurt.
Check the SIM card.
Trace the call.
Well?
Dial again.
The subscrlber's phone Is off
orout of the coverage.
- What the hell?
- Driving in a tunnel?
For half an hour?
The Channel tunnel, perhaps?
Sorry, dumb.
Continental breakfast is served.
I dont like this.
Theyre just having a lucky run.
- Ragoza!
- Here!
- Are we searching the territory?
- Yes, sir!
Get me the head of the department.
We have to deploy the special units.
Everyone.
Let them turn the city inside out.
It s a disgrace.
A blind man,
a junkie and a boy scout.
The Hole in the Wall gang.
- Now where?
- Left as the fence ends.
Tim must ve been nabbed.
Vika, you two can still go back
before it s too late.
I dont care what happens...
if youre not there.
- Kostya, what about you?
- Freedom fighters do not kneel.
- Victory or death.
- Then do exactly as I say, got it?
Got it.
We split and proceed as planned.
And good luck to us.
Competition in sight.
Target still on the move.
Next 24 hours are crucial.
How are you doing?
Quite a character.
His names Greg.
Okay, just dont get excited.
Will you take good care of him?
You bet.
- Can we take him back later?
- Sure.
Of course.
Bye, bird.
Thank you.
Youre welcome.
Dont hesitate, guys.
They all go with a bang.
And girls love them.
Which bangs the loudest?
Usually they want the prettiest.
But if you go for loud...
you need an explosion pack.
Have you got one?
Ay me! I see the ruin of my house.
The tiger now has seized
the gentle hind.
Welcome Destruction,
Blood and Massacre!
I see, as in a map, the end of all.
Stop. I need a break.
Be right back.
Bagpipers, show me what youve got.
Careful.
Hold the box.
Hold tight now.
There you are.
It s a trap, and Im in it.
Stop struggling.
Turn yourself in.
I dont want him to stay like that.
Ive failed you terribly.
I was never there for you.
Ill just pick up my friend.
Five minutes?
Mom, we love you.
Everythings fine.
Everythings fine.
- Can I do more for you?
- No, thanks.
Just what I said. But do it now, okay?
No time later.
- I will, honey.
- Okay, that s enough.
Richard, on your mark.
Not with the beer, you dont.
Dont you get it?
Okay, okay.
Mind the steps.
- Thank you.
- Can I help?
Is this the bank? I want the ATM.
Could you show it to me?
If thy revengeful heart
cannot forgive, Lo...
here I lend thee
this sharp-pointed sword...
which if thou please to hide
in this true breast...
Stop, stop, stop.
Youd better with the cashier.
I havent got any ID.
And Im used to doing it by touch.
Okay, let me take you.