The kitchen's over there. - Go, Roman Denisovitch. - Yes, Sir. Another political prisoner. It doesn't matter. We need to prepare for the early morning departure. Zip doesn't waste any time. Look, he's already pulled up. Lieutenant! Lieutenant! Wait. First attempt - unsuccessful. My God. Soy - twenty bags. Buckwheat - whatever's left. Molasses - twenty-three jars. Pemikan. The Allies sent it. We don't know what it is. We tried making soup, but no one would eat it. Do you want to keep looking or accept our inventory count? It's honest. Even if we could steal, there's nowhere to hide. Can I look some more? Vegemite. May I go? I need to make dinner for the mechanics. They're going to work all night. I'll help you. Real sago. How is he? He's crazy. He's mumbling something that isn't Russian. We'll see what the poor wretch can make. Have you seen Vasily, the Eskimo? He's not an Eskimo, he's Chukcha. It's dripping oil. - No problem. - No problem? Okay. Where's that Chukcha, Vasily? Walking around, that loafer. Any message if I see him? Tell him that he's... No, I'll tell him myself. - Have you seen Vasily? - Why aren't you sleeping? Take-off is set for 4am. To your barracks, quickly. Vasily, that pilot was looking for you. What's he want with you? He asked me to teach him American. When am I going to teach him? I have a lot of work. - Did you like the fish? - Delicious. What's your name? - Romadanovsky. - Romadanovsky? By any chance, are you Roman Denisovitch's father? I am Roman Denisovitch. I just look a little older. Don't you recognize me? I'm Petrov. I was a member of the State Commission. You were engineering a fighter plane in 1932. 1931. Roman Denisovitch, I can ask the authorities if you can work with us? I don't work in aviation anymore. Please, try the pie. He's your acquaintance? We met in the design office. Romadanovsky. Time beat him up. Raise the flag! The ceiling is 2.5. Turovsky and Gevorkyan will lock off the line. Everyone, stay in sight. Most of the route will be flown without signals from land. Radio checks every ten minutes. We'll go along the coast and turn to the mainland at the bay. Comrade Capitain, the weather report for the route. The weather along the route is favorable. Any questions? Ten-minute smoking break. Squadron, at ease. Is everything alright, Capitain? Fine. Our best pilots will fly the three new planes. Don't worry, it's not the first time and god willing, not the last. Drain your bladders and anything else before the long ferry. Write letters to your relatives and friends. If you don't have any, just fill out a Party application. Fuse, are you an idiot or just talking nonsense from fear? It's probably nerves. His butt hole is fl-fl-fl... ...flapping and shaking. Exactly, Kaiser. You guessed it. Morse, give me a smoke. Here is the mail and the planes' paperwork. The cook asked for a pig to give the allies some variety. Very well. Is there anything else? We wish you all a safe flight. Thank you. Squadron, to your aircrafts. Soldier. - The allies took off? - Yes, Foma Ilyitch. Our pilots ferried the fighters without any losses. Everyone reached their destination. Did anything happen during my absence? Everything's been quiet. A new cook was sent from the mainland. - May I go, Comrade Commander? - You are free. I saw the greenhouses in Kolyma, but yours are beyond compare. It's nice to hear such kind words about my modest garden. Here's my pride, drainage with heat. The steam's from the stove. The fertilizer is mostly fish flour, and, excuse me, human waste. "Feces" scientifically speaking. - Is that garlic? - Yes. It doesn't grow into a full-fledged bulb, but what a smell. Ever notice how harsh conditions bring out the best qualities? Excuse me, What were you charged with, spying or sabotage? Sabotage. It was spying for me, in aid of ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Курица на ветру на английском - текст Зеркальце на английском - текст Винни-Пух на английском - текст Большие неприятности на английском - текст Неоконченная пьеса для механического пианино на английском |