welcome.
Give me a break.
You are alive, right?
So live and have fun.
Booze and screw gals.
Forget about conscience.
- Have you been to Moscow?
- Sure.
It's my first time.
Where were you buried?
In a cemetery.
At the cemetery
all is peaceful and quiet,
No friends, no enemies in sight.
All is civilized, all is dignified,
I mean absolute paradise.
Here's to our meeting, Kir.
And to us, too.
Go on, down it!
So you haven't been home yet?
I'm looking after my daughter.
Guess what: She was calling me
'uncle' at first.
I even asked Lena to explain that.
The neighbor!
I had a present for you.
But have it no longer.
- What present?
- A small knife.
Drafts.
Cool.
Let's drink to you, Slava.
- Thanks for helping me out.
- It's ok.
Hey, give us some vodka, too.
Ok, we can take care of ourselves.
Masha's crying.
We're up already!
Look at that uncle...
She likes you, Kir.
You should train to be a teacher.
- How old is she?
- Four.
Bright girl, she is.
How old are yours, Igor?
I need another drink.
Bitch.
That's a marker.
Here, you draw...
Put your hand down
Make it three, Kir.
To our guys. To Igor, to Nikich,
to 'Fly', to Sanya Sitnikov...
To Moroz.
Igor, they're drinking to us.
Rest in peace, guys.
It's as if they're with us.
I am going to cry!
Heavenly Kingdom...
The enemy knocked out 100.
We held the ground
for about an hour.
An hour?
No more than 15 minutes.
Igor shouldn't have stayed there.
Tell him:
It's none of his fucking business!
They came from the top.
And Nikich - alone.
How do you know?
You'd passed out.
My, eh, third eye opened.
Don't you believe me?
I'll turn round and tell you
how many fingers you show.
Third eye, eh? OK.
- Two.
- Two.
- Eight.
- Eight.
And now?
Now a bird's flying out
See those hands?
Kir...
What's wrong with you?
Idiots.
Kir, it's not dangerous for you
- Morons.
- Who?
These two morons, Igor and Nikich.
There.
Maybe some coffee for you?
- Nikich, come over here.
- Out it.
Are you nuts? He'll think
I went potty.
- It's his wife.
- Beautiful?
- Who's there?
- A neighbor.
I made Masha dinner.
Sergei,
wait for me downstairs.
I'll feed Masha,
and then we go for a drink.
He won't come.
Why don't you drop in?
No, that wasn't the deal.
I never really liked Slava,
he's a sly ass.
I dunno.
He carried me 15 kilometers.
So what? He now has a wife,
a daughter.
A family.
He appeared in my dreams.
Kir, was the herring tasty?
It was alright.
Alright!
What did I tell you?
Well, the old woman passed away.
She'll be with you now?
No.
There's no peace-niks here.
People keep dying.
Fucking peaceniks...
They got nothing else to do.
Kir, is it scary to be with us?
Nope.
I'm the scariest ghost in the world.
I wish I was there.
And they were all alive,
Fly, Sanya, Gerych.
- Moroz.
- Sure.
- Us too.
- Sure.
Slavik also
Slavik?
No. Over my dead body.
I guess I'll join the mob.
- Be a killer.
- Another sniper.
You should go see Peresvet.
He's, somewhat, contused.
He's charmed.
If his APO is shelled,
every man's safe.
He marks your forehead
and the snipers miss.
- You saw him?
- I saw his seals.
Who's Peresvet?
A monk, a former officer.
He became a monk after Afghanistan,
then made it to Chechnya.
He was caught and told
to become a mullah.
- He said: Fuck off.
- Is he really a monk?
- A kind of.
- Sh-sh.
What's he listening to?
What is it?
Shit. What was Slava
saying about a club?
A club?
It's my first and last time
in Moscow.
SPLEEN
SEIZE THE OPPORTUNITY!
I was thinking about us.
Maybe we are just contused.
Guess what. We're in hospital.
The guy's dead, but...
'Spartak'
is a champ!
Hey you, fag!
I'm the scariest ghost
in the world. Cheers!
FATE HAS OHOSEN US
God!
Keeping silent?
Fuck.
Careful.
There's a guy over there...
I know.
What?
Wait.
How do I get to Chertanovo?
I'm not from here.
The metro will open soon. Ask there.
How do I get there? Can you