Follow me, everyone.
- After me!!!
- Stop! Where are you going?! Fuck!
How many times do I have to say it?
Same thing, over and over.
What the hell is going on here?
- What are you hanging there for,
like pregnant cockroaches?
- Shut up, boys do it perfectly!
Where are you looking, idiots?
Matanya, what are you doing?
Want to kill yourself?
- I'll do it like it's supposed to be done!
- There you go, kid.
And take it slow! Don't hurry it,
I'm telling you, take it slow!
Quit it, Matanya. Climb up here and
I'll fix you, you son of a bitch!
I climbed drainpipes up five floors without
any sort of protection.
- Did it with stolen goods too.
- Quit showing off, Matanya!
- Let's race...
...who'll get to the top faster.
You're an expert thief after all,
can't bear a loss.
I'm not here to make bets with idiots,
understand?
Scared?
- Buckle up at once!!
- Son of a bitch, God help us!
Skull...
...where are you going?
- Don't talk Cot.
I'm going to try and escape.
Skull...
...put on a sweater. It's cold.
Last summer I checked all the pot plots
around here. I'll make it.
Skull, you're insane. It can't be done.
There's nothing here for me.
I'll die like Matanya.
I'll either make it, or else...
...and what's the difference between
kicking in here or out there?
Maybe you guys will come with me...
All right, be well.
Let's go back to sleep.
The hand, upon completion of the throwing phase
is directed at the center of the target,
the center.
Don't swing from the side, you'll miss. Tiapa!
He's not on the camp territory. The upper guards
didn't see him. He must have taken the
shepherds' paths.
Where the hell can he go?
Solovei! Solovei! Aleksanich! Motherfucker,
- Sanich!
- What's up?
...look where I am!
Tiapa, you are best!
And then from the Christmas tree
sprang a yellow angel.
And said, poor Maestro,
you're tired, you're sick.
- Cot, Cot, look where I am! No hands!
- Quit showing off!
- Tiapa, come down!
- No.
Nice going today with the trainer.
Just forget about it.
Tiapa, Tiapa...
...can't throw a heavy knife.
Well, he has nowhere to hide.
There's nowhere to run here.
True...
well, that means he'll get to the first
guard post and come back.
And if he doesn't?
If he doesn't return, he'll be brought back.
Looks like they brought him back.
Call Pasha.
Put the cigarette away.
Your boy?
- Why have you brought him?
- Need identification...
Identified.
- What was his name?
- Stepka.
Belomlinskiy, Stepan...
Scull...
Certify it.
I know.
Yeah, Skull croaked.
What was his real name?
Stepa...
Tiapa...
...don't you have any other songs?
Why, for you mister commander?
Of course, we'll do it!
Maestro, music!
...and then from the Christmas
tree sprang a yellow angel
and said: Poor Maestro, you are
tired, you are ill...
They say at night you sing
the tango at the haunts!
Even in our bright sky everyone was amazed...
Where did you get that from?
From one very compassionate bitch.
She'd bring a guy home, put him away,
put the record on... and off she goes!
And what were you in that house?
It was in the manner of a dog.
Bring this, bring that. Mail the cards,
bring mother some wine,
don't you see she's tired?
So that was your mother?
Who else?
And afterwards?
Nothing.
Cops took her, kicked him out.
And yourfather:?
Afather? What's a father, mister commander?
Anton Viacheslavich, not mister commander.
Yessir, Anton Viacheslavich! Mister commander.
Tiapa, good song:
Cot, hey Cot.
Cot, maybe I should tell the truth about my
father being at the front,
maybe they'll let me go
Are you stupid?
They won't let you go,
they'll shoot you.
- You are a murderer and you signed their papers.
- They'll shoot me anyway.
Why do you think so?
What?
We're not stupid, like Skull...
...we'll do the smart thing.
We'll figure it out.
Let's sleep on it for now...
- Hurry up, it's about to rain.
- Pasha?
- Yeah?
Why are you giving extra food to two