No, you don't.
Does it hurt?
No, I'm just not used to it.
Sorry.
Is it all over between us?
Because of the leg?
I saw German limbs on TV.
You have a Russian one?
Yep. Licensed.
Vova'll find you a job
and you can buy a German one.
Oh, I forget, they paid you
a grand per day over there.
Eight hundred.
Forget it.
Tanya!
Coming!
- One?
- One.
- What took you so long?
- I fell asleep.
- Maybe you keep me company
- Piss off.
- Okay.
- Wait.
- I wanted to say:
- I know.
No, you don't.
- We'll talk tomorrow.
- Why tomorrow?
I haven't seen my mother yet.
Of course.
- Well, what?
- Nothing.
Serge...
How'd you know we were
talking about you?
My heart told me.
I knew it.
Hey, can she hear us?
Like hell she can.
She just loves that goof.
Bye, boys.
I can't make out the fucking women.
You are gonna see world's best ghost
with an engine.
Wild, but cute.
Sergei?
- When did you come?
- Just now.
Tanya is a good girl
- Did you write to her?
- A couple times.
She waited two years
but you did one more stint. Why?
I've got to go to Moscow
to see a friend.
- When?
- Tomorrow.
What's up, Sergei?
Nothing. Don't panic.
I don't.
I gotta go.
He saved my life, I owe him thanks,
or not?
Oh yes. You owe everybody
all the time.
- The war included.
- Easy, mom.
Please calm down.
You're back...
but you never say a word...
- Am I a stranger to you?
- You are not.
Serge, dear,
don't withdraw into your shell.
- I beg you.
- I won't.
Oh, I found this... in your shirt
You probably need it?
Yes, thanks.
You want some water?
If you want to tell us about ghosts
call 222...
- Near Shali.
- No, near Grozny.
Near Shali.
I had that haircut then.
Let's paint the town red!
That's for you, Igor.
So light.
Move the lamp closer,
I can't see a thing.
Hey, Igor...
Can’t you wait for a toast?
Kir, say something...
- To you, guys.
- The third will drink to us.
Here's to the survivors.
What did I say?
Wish I could sniff a woman and...
Make sure you don't get drunk.
Remember how we left him
with the builders in Khankala?
I thought you didn't smoke.
- I don't really.
- Don't start.
Gimme a cigarette.
Remember, you hooked a Winston
from me?
- When? I don't smoke.
- That's why I asked.
- Did he give it back?
- No.
That's why we're screwing around
The steppe instead of paradise.
- Debts must be returned.
- It was...
...for Larisa.
So that's who was fucking
the Senior Lieutenant.
- Sergei?
- Just remembered a joke.
Fuck you both.
- I'm fucked already.
- We too, I just wonder who by.
No blasphemy!
What did I say?
Hey, what's going on?
You know what.
Remember you threw a grenade
into the yard?
They never shot back.
Because you threw that grenade.
Now I know.
Now you went round the bend,
fucking samurai.
You can be so tedious, Igor.
Hey, guys,
why the hell did you go with me?
Honest.
Military secret.
To you, guys.
I was thinking:
I am drinking with stiffs!
Nikich, he called us stiffs.
Scumbag!
Kir's an idiot. He'll be jailed.
Bite your tongue.
I'm sorry for her.
Maybe Slava could help.
He said his dad's a big wig.
Why didn't he help him
dodge the army?
Slava's a regular bull shitter.
Thank God I have a sister,
or mom would've gone mad.
Guys!
- Again?
- Stay here.
What is it?
Nothing.
- What day is it? - 38th.
I don't know.
Cheer up. Let's go!
Why we keep on following him?
Ask me something else.
Why can he see us, but others can't?
I reckon:
We're his conscience, sort of:
What?
It's all, kind of, because of him:
He left us holding the bag.
Quiet.
Hey, guys.
Not that it matters now.
I mean, I'm sorry, guys.
Feeling guilty? Then repent!
We're angels and you're
a sinner. Kneel down!
Fuck you.
We laid our young lives for him...
...and he fucks us.
- You're ungrateful.
- For me?
- No, shit, for Pushkin.
- For Putin?
- I didn't ask you to!
Forgive me for staying alive.
I wish I could punch you.
You're