how's the investigation going? The DA's office has worked long and hard. We have 3 theories about that bomb: Either it was the work of rivals to eliminate the heads of Infocar... The Solntsevo gang, to eliminate Ahmed, the big boss who was there... We need to look into Infocar. They are tearing each other apart like rabid dogs for money and power. Their TV spreads lies about the Kremlin, accusing it of everything. Admire... what they show on prime-time TV. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, we bring you a new edition of "Dressed Up or Down". Our hero, unlike Governor Lomov, doesn't remove his trousers. But he must've left his head at home. Otherwise, this civil servant would have known that only a headless rider could declare: "The bomb defused at the funeral is clearly the work of Chechen fighters." They've gone too far! We should've nipped Infocar in the bud, ages ago. We'll do better than that, but legally. Hello! Remember me? It's me. I need to talk to you. You didn't want to before without a summons. I changed my mind. Come to my office tomorrow. Tomorrow, I may not be able to. Tomorrow, I may be dead. But I mustn't die. My mother's very sick. Please... 5 minutes. I'm hungry. You're not looking properly. Remember Stalin... History repeats itself, over and over again. - Do you follow me? - No. Come now... He wants power at any cost. To get it, he's removing the old guard. You think I'm crazy? See for yourself: Viktor dies first, then Plato is killed, today it was Moussa's turn. Once I've been eliminated, Larry can take over Infocar. What happened to Moussa Tariev? A cement mixer hit his car an hour ago. He's alive and was taken to the hospital. Larry is worse than the devil: He planned it all. And I thought we were all like brothers, like Plato said on his birthday. This is for you. - Does she look like me? - Yes. Thank you. May I? Thank you. Thank you for coming. Hey, new Russian You spurn the tram and the bus You spend your life in a Mercedes You've forgotten the USSR! 1... 2... 3! Here's a drink for Plato Let's drink to Plato's health Our dear Plato The finest man of all The most handsome of all Plato, drink it down in one Thank you very much for all that you do for us artists. Times are hard, but you help us almost every day. Plato! Your gift! She's real! Well? Lady's choice! We haven't had time to discuss business... Later, Hubert. Look after her. Thank you. Plato! The llamas haven't given you anything yet. So, Fantik and I want to congratulate you. Every president except Yeltsin... We're waiting for Yeltsin's telegram, and you want us to go? Yeltsin will show up, that's for sure. Yeltsin is warming up, and we're already drunk. Nina, I'm going home. For your 44th birthday, the President of Tadzhikistan gives you this Akhal-Tйkй thoroughbred. May it serve you 100 years! After that, we'll see. - Does it bite? - Yes, it's a real Akhal-Tйkй. Shitty intelligentsia! Viktor, calm her down. Stuffing your faces... boozing... partying... Real savages! As the country starves! Don't you disgust yourselves? And you eat in the soup kitchen, do you? I don't eat caviar. I just drink. Vodka. Like everyone else. Russian vodka. I'm with my people. Larry, look after it. She's right in a way. You bet I am! Viktor, I've made up my mind: I'm leaving you. You drank too much. Go home and rest. Viktor's staying with us. You wimp. Take a car. Wimp! I don't want your car. I'll do what normal people do: I'll take the train. They're interested in Infocar and they really want... That's very interesting. I agree. ...to invest in the company, but they want clarification on 3 points. Come on, guys, let's get out of here. There are too many people on my back. Take the bottle. Let's go! We're really lucky, guys. We've known each other for ages. We know what the others will do the next ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Двое - это слишком на английском - текст Железный человек на английском - текст Клан Сопрано - Сезоны 01-06 на английском - текст КОАПП на английском - текст Осенний марафон на английском |