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was drunk,
that's why he got caught in a machine.
Address the relevant authorities.
- It's you I've been looking for.
- And we've a favour to ask you, Stepan Yakovlevich.
I'll do everything. I'll load you with gold.
Do you know the Sunday school?
Maxim and Dyoma went to Sunday school.
I say it again, you give political
lectures instead of lessons.
You flaunt regulations. I will
watch closely your lessons myself.
As you wish.
Do you recognize her?
Stay here and I'll run for the police.
Let's get out of here, that's a shady deal.
I had a dream of a girl
with a mustache, by god!
Let's continue with percent problems.
Let us revise the definition of percent.
A percent of a number is
a hundredth of this number.
The word percent comes from
the Latin expression pro cento
which means out of
hundred or per hundred.
Kiselyov!
Write down:
tube A fills in one hour and
forty minutes 0.9 of the pool.
Tube B gives in one hour 6.5
percent more than tube A.
In what time will the pool be
filled if two tubes are open?
One contractor hired 56
people for twelve days.
They worked for eleven hours per day
and were paid 0.7 ruble per day.
The contractor fined them 112 rubles,
and, while paying them,
cheated each of 0.2 ruble.
All in all the workers got X rubles
and the contractor 550 percent of profit.
What do we get?
We get son of a bitch!
Students
Others must stay.
Stay!
Your Nobleness, it's her! By god it's her!
- I protest!
- Leave!
It's you, right?
I captured a political rascal,
I captured, your Nobleness!
First of all you have no right to tutoyer.
Second, I have never seen
you before, fortunately.
And third, if you, scoundrel, dare to
use again such expressions,
I'll throw this stool at your head!
Here's my passport.
And this is a visiting card
of Prince Svyatopolk Mirsky.
What time is it?
Half past eight.
At nine sharp I'm giving a lesson
to a son of his Excellency.
Your Nobleness, may be it's not
them, I saw them from a side.
They were chasing the young lady.
No, I didn't chase her.
And I was following him.
I certify, the other one was
red and of this height.
Mademoiselle, you can go
to his Excellency.
I apologize, it's my duty.
Your Nobleness, I see clearly now, it's her.
Fool.
Stepan Yakovlevich, you promised
to help Andrei. Please, see to it.
Go to hell with your Andrei.
I'll go
to get drunk.
I'll drink till all is blue!
Take this for Andrei.
It's not much, each gave a ten-kopek coin.
Wait,
give it some time.
In the morning at the Mitrofanievskoye
cemetery Andrei was buried.
He's young, like Andrei.
Go back to your places!
Hats off!
Farewell, comrade!
We shall bury you in our
own way, in workers' way.
"You fell victims in the deathly struggle
of unselfish love towards your people.
You gave whatever you had for it,
for its honor, its life, and freedom.
Sometimes you languished in moist jails.
Judges and executioners had passed
their ruthless judgment on you,
and you went with irons
clanking on your feet.
And the tyrant is feasting
in luxurious palaces,
drowning his anguish in wine.
But the fatal hand had long been drawing
threatening letters on the wall.
The time will come
and the people will awake
great, powerful, and free.
Farewell, our brothers!
You have walked with honor
your road of virtue and dignity.
You fell victims in the deathly struggle
of unselfish love towards your people.
You gave whatever you had for it,
for its honor, its life, and freedom.
Sometimes you languished in moist jails.
Judges and executioners had passed
their ruthless judgement on you,
and you went with irons
clanking on your feet.
And the tyrant is feasting
in luxurious palaces"
Have you prepared the demand?
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