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Nikolayevna,
where do we live?
It all will take time of course,
but people will help
and the case will be soft-pedaled.
In the meantime,
you send your, Sasha to the relatives.
Far from Moscow.
He'll come back in a year.
Jesus,
Yury Rostislavovich,
how could I ever thank you?
No way.
Please understand,
I'm afraid of losing my son, too.
Let's think
our interests coincide.
Thank you so much.
I think your Sasha
will come to his senses.
Spring 1991
I'll shoot
all those bastards.
Where do you take me?
Ivanych, how d'you feel?
I'm fine, what about you?
Slava, you should've fucking
detonate it under the front wheel.
Lemme down!
- Is it OK?
- OK.
We agreed to blow up
the first wheel as soon
as the bike goes past.
Gotcha. It was OK though.
Good.
You cunt, you pressed the button.
Clean job.
You little one,
fucking move it.
What a smoke again!
I told you, less smoke!
Yusup Abdurakhmanych, when is the lunch?
Aren't you hungry, boys?
Will you take lunch?
Phil, introduce us to the director,
we can come in handy.
We'll present ourselves as artists,
beat the shit out of someone.
Alright, I will.
Put the cap down, it's the prop.
If he likes me, I'll be in movies.
Andrey, I'm sorry.
One second.
Jenya, call Dyachenko,
where's the lunch?
Here, a friend of mine
wanted to meet you.
Andrey.
Cosmos.
Victor.
They are my friends.
Please to meet you, Andrey.
Does it look OK?
Right, it's the real 1941, great.
Andrey.
The director's sort of funny.
Girls, is the lunch coming?
Who are the girls?
- Make-up.
- Right.
OK, guys, we'll be shot.
Yeah, in the head.
Fuck off.
Everything is the mess,
even the movies.
Fascists are different.
I borrowed Mein Kampf
from the director.
"And then a sword becomes a plough,
and then the bloody
tears wash the land".
But we did it with
their Ordnung.
And Hitler kaput.
That's true.
That's what I think, brothers.
We've got our share in
Northern markets
and 3 car services.
Gamers pay us a little.
But we still live,
like, in poverty.
And no one respects us.
I wouldn't say that.
Wait.
We still have no purpose,
we don't develop.
It's all peanuts.
We live like logs.
That's true, Sasha.
Gimme a smoke.
Here you are.
The Course Invest.
Isn't it a bit grand?
Why?
The company's new,
no-one takes care of it yet.
What do they do?
A small business.
My ex-neighbor
Arthur Lapshin
has recently moved into a new office.
- Do I know him?
- No.
Non-ferrous metals,
computers, real estate.
Lots of dough.
But no-one knows where from.
Are they young communists?
Sasha,
I can tell you one thing.
A bird in your hands is better
than a turd in your guts.
- You stick to shallow waters.
- Phil, are you through?
Yeah, today was the last day.
You'll arrange it yourself.
Right now. Let's go?
I'll give you an automatic.
Can I help you?
Tell Arthur, Vitya here.
One second.
Roger.
Come on in.
Isn't opening the door included
in your job description?
Gotcha,
self-service.
Guys, wait here.
Your hands.
You look it.
Phil, enough of it, let's go.
Arthur, can you sign it?
I told you already.
I sign everything before 10.
And no later.
Hey, Vitya, howdy. Can I help?
How do you do, Little Arthur.
Look how fat you are.
I earn my food, unlike others.
This is Sasha, this is Valera.
Arthur.
Pleasure, I heard a lot about you.
But I didn't hear about you.
OK, what's up?
I need to go in 10 minutes.
Shit.
Yeah, right,
I'll be there in 15 minutes.
Guys, I don't offer
you tea or coffee.
We've drunk some beer'n'fish.
Vitya, do you have some
business to discuss?
Let's hear it, I've got to go.
Nice leather, like the BMW salon.
Little Arthur, d'you have a car?
Little Sasha, go look.
I'll go,
'cause we only have an old Lincoln.
What's that?
A hatchet.
Why?
To hatchet.
Are you nuts?
Him?
Shall we start
with the fingers?
- Are you crazy, Sasha?
- Go shut the door.
Or the head?
Yeah, it can still think for40 sec.
Where
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