him!!
- Beat him in the dark!!
- Vermin!
Bump him off!
Come with me.
- It's the end. He'll denounce us.
- Indeed!
We shouldn't have cramed
that pancake into his mouth.
Of course he will denounce!
It serves you right!
Panteleev is not like me.
He won't lick your boots.
Guys! A shocking incident
has happened in our school!
Old and weak woman was offended.
I didn't want to discuss this case
While it concerned myself
personally. But...
Later I witnessed more abominable
And aggressive incident.
Guys, I understand and
even share your indignation
About your classmate's act
But even if Panteleev acted
so basely
You didn't have the right to show your
resentment in such a barbaric way
And by Lynch law! You didn't have the right!
It means that Panteleev
didn't denounce us.
Panteleev! Lyosha!
Are you sleeping?
He's sleeping.
Go to hell! You don't let me sleep.
He isn't sleeping!
Are you hungry?
- He is!
Here we have collected something
to eat for you! Do you hear?
- We'll push it under the door!
- Come on!
Don't be angry, it was a mistake.
It's Greek to me...
- So, what is our school?
- A reformatory school!
A labour settlement!
Unhappy country, suffering from
the Chaldean's yoke!
SCID republic!
- Right you are! A republic!
- Rather monarchy, then the republic!
The Monarchy!
So, our school is a republic!
But Victor Nikolaevich, in republic
the power belongs to people!
- Ha! He'll give you a thrashing!
- Ionin is right! I agree.
I suggest to give people
the power in our school.
- That's splendid!
- I offer the self-government!
Don't beleive him!
Don't beleive him!
Now we elect the monitors! Of the
groups, dining-hall and cloakroom!
And who will be weighting the bread?
Don't warry, Ionin, the bread will be
distributed by SCID-citizen!
- That's right, Victor Nikolaevich!
- Well done, Vicniksor!
What a brainy man!
A brainy man!
The Council of the monitors
will settle all the questions.
You say "all the questions?"
Nuts to you!
- I will invite the monitors
to the Pedagogical meeting.
As the full members.
start the elections! The first post is the kitchen mo
- Who do you offer?
- Yankel! Chernikh!
We'll do without blonds!
Without blonds!
- Cry for me!
- Let Gromonostsev be in the kitchen!
We'll do without horse-thiefs!
Without horse-thiefs!
Vote for Gypsy!
Guys, nevertheless, but we must
have a parliament, not a mob.
I open the debate with selection of
candidates! Gromonostsev and Chernikh.
Hey, Gypsy, tell them
few words! Come on!
Gromonostsev!
SCID citizens! Dear voters!
I won't offend you, pals!
I'll give the crusts to the
senior company.
And I won't offend the
junior company, too!
The cod-liver oil must be on our tables!
The sealskin oil must be taken away!
A plenty of grub!
Panteleev!
Say, Panteleev!
Guys, we have the famine now.
We count each piece of bread.
In short, Gromonostsev
won't do here.
- We want the justice! - The honest
monitor must be in the kitchen!
Down with the horse-thief!
Down with the horse-thief!
In my opinion Yankel is the
justest guy! I mean Chernikh.
Chernikh must be electee!
Yankel must be in the kitchen!
Down with the blonds! Down with the blonds!
Who votes for Gromonostsev?
Let your hands down.
Who votes for Chennikh?
A majority vote!
s conceived the idea of smoking? Does anybody wa
I warn:
I'll cancel both the vacations
and walks for discipline breakers.
The monitor of the cloakroom
will take their clothes off.
Oh, the great people of SCID!
You've been given the parliament,
but you've got the servitude!
I offer to choose Ionin as the
monitor of the cloakroom!
Long live the self-government!
Long live the President
of the democratic republic
Victor Nikolaevich Sorokin!
- Vivat to President! Vicniksor... hurray!
- Congratulations!
- Kapustin!
- I'm here!
- Nesterenkov!
- I'm here!
- Rodionov!
- I'm here!
- Polunin!
- I'm here!
- Kuzmin!
- I'm here!
- Sloyonov
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