PG: PATSAKs must muzzle...
& joy.
-Well, this's for me, and that's for you... And that's for you.
-Why are you not joy? Who am I asking? Ah?
-Chut, take your TRANGLYUKTER, CHATLAN!..
-Ah-ah-ah!
-Muzzle!
-I obey.
-And joy, joy!
-I'm joy. Wow, look there, lord PG has just come!
-Where?
-Stand up! Stand up! Open your mouth! Wider! Violinist, gag!
Quickly!
-I am fed up these... Step on it! Nose! Return money!
-Well, take it, keep so.
-And vail this!
-If you'll think that's not TRANGLYUKTER then it will be last
idea in your CHATLAN head!
-Conduce us to the ETSIH by the shortest way! Go!
-All, lie half-hour!
-Go ahead!
-Go ahead! Quickly!
-KU!
-Excuse us, grandma...
-She's mother of lord PG!
-Video?
-Real.
-Everybody, move to dolly-tub! Quickly!
-KU! Open the door.
-Sit so here day! Ku or not KU?
-KU!..
-It's here. KU!
-What's number?
-Last!
-Hello...
-Heigh, CHATLAN. sing!
-Stop, Violinist.
-Pop last but one!
-KYU!
-Sheer off!
-Hello, Gedevan Alexandrovich!
-'Gamarjoba' (Hello - Georgia)
-Get out.
-It's not allowed.
-They'll catch us.
-Stop!..
-We have GRAVITSAPPA.
-KU, uncle Vova!
-KU, KU...
-Cut. Right here.
-KYU!
-Yo-heave-ho!
-Uncle Vova! Help me to push ETSIH!
-Cheese it!
-Vladimir Nikolaevich! Humanity spent millennium for small-
stone from Moon. There are live E.T.&ETSIH from unknown metal!
-I told you: Cheese it!
-TSAPA.
-Ay,ay TSAPA.
-TSAPA!!!
-Press TSAPA!
-It's done.
-Is we flying already?
-We're preparing.
-Brer, move faster. They'll gain consciousness soon!
-Do not disturb.
-We've just taken ground.
-Where have we just taken ground?
-It's HANUT.
-What's HANUT?
-It's a planet, where I was born.
-And I was.
-It's night.
-Now it's night here everytime.
-While accoutre this one.
-Why?
-There is no air.
-How do you live here?
-Nobody lives here away back. PLYUKans TRANGLYUKTed us. We was
on the road at the time.
-Why did he do?
-Because we didn't catch 'em.
-Why did you want?
-Because, they wouldn't loom above our heads.
-And did everybody perish?
-Of course.
-Vovka, I have a suggestion: Now planet HANUT costs cheaply.
-63 CHATLs.
-We'll sing "Mama" in Galaxy about month and then we'll buy
it. After next month we'll by air.
-93 CHATLs.
-Human, who hasn't air, will come here. Air is ours.
-They will grabble and we'll expectorate on 'em.
-Why shall we do?
-We'll enjoy!
-What is joy in it?
-He is still young...
-Half of planet is yours, half is ours. OK?
-Of course, it's seductive. But we need to go to Earth. Let's
quickly, because provision shop will be closed in half our.
-Vovka, don't jitter!
-Look here.
-We're here. It's Earth.
-It's ALPHA.
-On ALPHA they make a cactuses from us. Earth is in anti-
TENTURA, dear. And we can fly there nohow. Do you understand?
-Why is it?
-It's so. Just my luck.
-PEPELATS can't move to Earth. And stop to discuss. Clear?
Let's go to apportion the planet.
-Did you know this in the planetarium?
-Yes, dear.
-Because you stole our match, didn't you?
-Of course.
-They lie, uncle Vova. Don't believe 'em... Chut, let's move
us to Earth. And that's all!
-No, Gedevan, they don't. They would grabble all universe for
the matches...
-Vovka! Don't droll so. Here oxygen is 2% of the norm only!
-Gedevan, don't do it. You're too young. Live. May be
something will change...
-Violinist is needless, uncle Vova.
-Heigh! PATSAK!
-You'll die soon.
-Tell the truth once in your life. Why didn't you move with
the guy, when you could? What did you want? A crimson
inexpressible? Lord PG's pond? Tell me, what?
-Gedevan-'niko','shvilo', tell me. It's allowed, I'm own. My
mother was Georgian. She was.
-'Sadaul' (Georgian)
-'Alhauri' (Georgian)
-He said, that his mother was indigenous Georgian. She was.
-Uef! It doesn't matter that you wish, but I'll KU 'em on
ALPHA!
-KYU!!!
-As for you, lousy CHATLAN, insert TSAK! And you must 'sit
down' when you talk with PATSAK! HANUT is PATSAK's planet,