dear
-KU
-Repeat again.
-You'll catapult us on ALPHA and try to apply brakes at its
orbit, then...
-It's impossible to apply brakes there!
-Do not disturb!..
-Continue, dear.
-On ALPHA, when they'll move us to Earth, we need to press the
down of device for transference in space. It'll stay with us.
-On Earth we need to buy 4 packing-cases of matches for you.
-Continue, dear.
-How many times do we need to repeat the same? Let's fly, if
we're going...
-I'll sit in a pot perennially along of you. And you idle to
open your mouth!
-Brers, likeable, dear, good. Let's fly or close the door. I
don't wish to see you more. It's queasily for me and without
you.
-Bye, dear.
-We're flying.
-Apply brakes! Apply brakes!! Apply brakes!!!
-How can I apply brakes, is you've drunk whole brake-water?
Alcoholic.
-He'll render.
-Turn off you horns.
-It's not turned off.
-In the case, vail 'em.
-It'll crack up.
-It seems to me, that we've just taken ground. It was same in
previous time.
-Well.
-Accoutre your gas-mask.
-What is about TSAK?
-Never mind. They'll spare without 'em.
-It's Earth!
Song: On river, on river, on that side...
-No. It's not Earth.
-Hello!
-We're PATSAKs from planet Earth. And who are you?
-It's planet ALPHA. Tell your coordinate to Ms.Dekont. She'll
move you in your place. Good buy.
-Be so kind, could you tell me number of your planet?
-013 in TENTURA.
-It's here... It's somewhere here. Here.
-It's left from Big Bear.
-it doesn't matter. Be so kind, put your hands.
-Miss, where are you going to move 'em?..
-In minor branch of the greenhouse. Be so kind, put your hands.
-Do you really make cactus from humans?
-Just from PLYUKans.
-Ours are not PLYUKans, ours are HANUTans!
-it doesn't matter.
-Be so kind, Accoutre your gas-masks.
-Why? Your air is good.
-Precisely.
-Ha! Look at her...
-Calmly, Accoutre, Gedevan...
-I ask on behalf of my planet, please, let 'em go...
-And who can resolve the problem?
-Mr.Abradox. But...
-Chut, let's shepherd us to him.
-Shepherd us! Or else I'll draw in my gas-mask & breathe here.
-You're worrying in vain. There're fine conditions in our
greenhouses. They are flowering, microclimate, quietness. We
can just look through green glasses.
-In the case, why are you, dear, running here on grasses? Why
are you not sitting in pot there?
-Be so king, look under your feet. You've just set foot on
third chit.
-Friend! We have the great appeal for you...
-You may discontinue. No.
-The neighborhood with Kin-Dza-Dza Galaxy is our distress.
They're consumed by desires.
-Their desires are vicious...
-And continues of their life as vegetable lifes are boon for
'em.
-And for all.
-May be, we'll send for 'em & ask 'em. Let's they'll tell
us. What is boon for 'em? What isn't boon for 'em
-Well, if we'll allow to decide something 'em, then...
-Girl, are you the most clever here? Did somebody told you
about it? Or did you decide it yourself?
-Don't waste our time.
-You're existences from anti-TENTURA. And because I must to
move in your place. Or I can move you in time, when you can
choose your fate yourself. Select.
-Pardon. I don't understand. What does mean "in time"?
-In the past. On PLYUK.
-Ah, let's do so: First will be moved on Earth and second will
be moved in the past.
-Vladimir Nokolaevich, I'll not let you go on PLYUK alone.
-Here, uncle. Press on time.
-How long did I glue the violin? 50 minutes?
-50.
-Brother, PATSAK, now the guy with sock will come here. Let's
he'll move to ETSIH. Do you now position of ETSIH?
-Of course.
-Well, you'll show him.
-Let's he give me something else.
-Everybody rest half-hour!..
-Thank you, dear.
-Play, play, kerns.
-Violinist! Time!
-You didn't move again, contagions.
-Again. Get out.
-No. It is better there that on ALPHA.
-Let's, draw out 'em.
-We'll get a device for transference in space soon.
-Vladimir Nokolaevich. And you owe us 11000 match boxes.
Violinist wrote!