right?
Give it to me
Why?
To buy a gravitsapa
Where?
There,
in the Centre
How will you get
us to Mother Earth
if you don't even know
which galaxy it's in?
You moron, we can get
your planet number
from any planetarium
in the Centre for 2 chatls!
Give me the match
So you can bury
us in the sand?
Will you give it to me?
No
Is this you final word?
Couldn't be more final
Farewell then, mate
Vladimir Nickolaevich,
they'll fly off
No way, they'd
rather die than
leave the match
Either you give us
the match now,
or we won't put
you on Earth for
less than 7 boxes!
Yes you can, mate
Mr. Bee,
I have 50 roubles
Matches cost
2 kopeks per box,
so I can buy 2500
Fiddler's fibbing!
He has more chatls
Mr Uef! Don't call me Fiddler,
my name is Gedevan Alexandrovich
Is the engine there?
Quit poking around,
Gedevan Alexandrovich
Gedevan, let's
tie them up and plot a
course to the North
What for?
Maybe the
Mediterranean Sea is there
Vladimir Nickolaevich,
are you nuts, mate?
Pluk has no seas
They have been made
into luts long ago
Excuse me,
into what?
Into fuel, Fiddler
You owe us
6140 boxes
Why so much?
You ate cereals,
you drink water,
plus the widget
Cross that out, we are
not buying the widget.
Put it back
We need to bring back
a sample of technology,
or no-one will beleive us
If you want the
widget so much,
give them the violin
It's an Italian
antique worth more
than 1000 roubles,
how would I ever
pay it back?
Fiddler, instead of thinking
that you are the first
Georgian astronaut
and that you'd
get a Nobel prize,
give back the
spoon you stole
from us poor artists
I wasn't thinking
any of that
I wanted to donate it to science,
maybe it's some new metal
There's never been a Patsak
as pathetic as you, Fiddler
I'm devastated
Where are you going?
To the toilet
You can't take
money to the toilet
Leave money here,
Gedevan Alexandrovich
Ketse is very
expensive, mate
Why?
Well how, on Earth
do you determine
how many times who
has to squat in
front of whom?
We just play it by the ear
Barbarians!
Look,
I like you,
so I'll teach you
If I have
some ketse,
I have a right to
wear yellow pants
Also Patsaks have to
squat in front of me
not once, but twice
If I have a
lot of ketse
I have the right to
wear purple pants
and Patsaks have to
squat in front of me twice!
and Chatlans
have to koo
and etselops can't
beat me up at night,
never!
I have a
proposition, mate
You give us
the match now
and later we will bring
you yellow pants, deal?
Thanks, I already have a pair,
maybe Fiddler needs some?
Hey Fiddler, aliens are
peddling yellow pants here,
do you need any?
There is no Fiddler, mate
What?
I've catapulted him
It's all right,
Vladimir Nickolaevich,
we have another catapult
That one was
broken anyway
I don't get it
I've pressed the
kappa and he flew away
Fiddler isn't needed, mate,
he was a waste of fuel
Turn back
We can't
We're out of luts,
we have to fly to
the luts station
Turn back or
I'll burn this fucking ketse!
Gedevan!
Fiddler!
Where could
he have gone?
I told you,
the etselops caught him
Let's go, mate
You've really
done it now!
Call the etselops
on the radio
We have no radio,
we threw it away
I'll check!
Etselop!
Put the tsak on, now!
He'll have to
do without
Put it on or he'll
trangluke you...
and the match
Hello
Listen, friend,
we lost our lad
around here,
did you see him?
What?
Sorry, I forgot
So did you
pick him up?
I told you Fiddler
wasn't needed!
How will we
buy luts now?
You are such
a silly bitch, mate
He's worse.
He's just a kyoo
I have
a proposition
We find Fiddler,
and then we'll go
to the local government
Get me some
sand, mate
We'll tell them
where we are from
they'll give us a
gravitsapa and we will
organise a mutually
beneficial trade...
you'll give us yellow pants
and we'll give you as many
matches as you want
We need a