A Fox Hunt

First, this is eight's. Respond.

First here.

We've checked. Everything's ok.

Roger that, eighth.

Follow route four.

FOX HUNTING:

Fifteenth, this is first. Respond.

Possibly a poisoning.

Call an ambulance.

- What's next? Do we take a turn?

- Let's go straight for now.

- There's a turn further that way.

- To the shooting range?

Twelfth, this is first. Respond.

What's your location?

Twelfth, carry on.

Turn it off.

Go to the log.

Well? Are you looking?

I am.

That one, in the jacket. Looks like him.

- Which one?

- The one in the jacket.

They are all in jackets.

The third one on the right. The tall one.

Look who's here.

The third one on the right, come here.

- Who, me?

- Yes, you.

What's wrong with them?

Stop!

- I said stop!

- Where?

Catch him!

Now he'll soil the car.

- Well?

- Well what? It's not him.

- What do you mean it's not him?

- I made a mistake.

Oh great! A mistake!

Alright...

I think you should apologize.

- Are you talking to me?

- Yes.

Why should I apologize?

I don't understand.

He was told to stop, be he started running!

He should have stopped as he was told!

Eighth. Respond.

Are you going to respond of what?

...

Have you been here for long?

Since the dancing was over.

Familiar faces.

You bet.

Chilling, Belikov?

I've got a question.

Did you see two people running here?

- No, I didn't.

- Think for a while.

One of them was tall, wore a jacket.

Other one a bit shorter, wore a raincoat.

Long-haired, like you.

- Like me?

- That's right.

- Maybe it was me then?

- Maybe. How should I know?

- Me it is then. Deal.

- Oh come on!

If there had been someone suspicious,

we would have told you at once.

- Why aren't you saying anything, Belikov?

- What is there to say?

Answer us. Did you see or didn't you?

I didn't.

- Alright then.

- Although...

- Yes, there was this guy, tall one...

- Yeah, right.

- And another one, shorter, in a raincoat.

- Right.

- Long-haired...

- Exaclty.

Long-haired.

- Belikov...

- What?

Did you or did you not see?

I didn't.

So why are messing with us?

Stop wasting our time.

Let's go!

- Turn around!

- What for?

Turn around, now.

I recognized him.

Made a mistake,then recognized...

Alright, let's turn around.

Hello then!

Hello, my dear!

- Is there anything you'd like to tell me?

- What should he tell you?

Repeat what you told me las time.

So that I can hear it now.

Got your tongue, Belikov?

- Say what? I don't understand.

- Say it out loud, don't be afraid.

Say, "Piss off!"

- Well, piss off.

- It's him!

I recognized your voice!

I recognized his voice!

Let him show his sleeve then.

His sleeve must be torn.

I grabbed it when I fell.

Stand up!

- Come on.

- Stand up!

Didn't you hear? Stand up, Belikov.

Here, see!

Stop tickling me. I've got nothing.

- I see. Threw it away, didn't you?

- Threw away what?

Evidence, that's what.

- Where's that iron thing, jerk?

- What iron thing?

- The one you hit me with!

- Stop it!

- My vision is still blurred.

- Vova!

- With my fist.

- Bullcrap!

You've nearly smashed my head.

Do you get it?

Let's go.

- We'll be driving on Lenin St, right?

- Exaclty.

Maybe, you'll give her a lift then?

It's dark, there's a lot of riffraff.

Are you afraid of riffraff then, Belikov?

Get in.

- Where are we going?

- To the police station, where else.

We took a turn, it's the other way.

Wait and see.

- Hello there.

- Hello.

- You've got work in the morning, Kalinina.

- I'll manage.

Let him sleep.

We'll just look at him, to make sure.

Come in then.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Come in.

- Let's go.

Yeah. It's him.

Get up.

If they have taken my jacket or a watch,

it would be robbery, no question.

But when I came to my senses, I checked

my pocket first thing. It was all there.

My whole salary. 90 roubles, in tenners -

everything was there. They took nothing.

- Why would they do that?

- Yeah, imagine that.

- Ah, forget it.

- What do you mean forget it!

Look, he even put on glasses...

- Female glasses, besides.

- Why female?

Not male clearly.

You must've nicked them from your wife.

- Knock it off. Kick his ass, that's it.

- No, guys. The the thing is,

I could have kicked the one

and punched the other.

But I was taken by surprise.

That's what buggers me.

- Come on, let's go.

- Let's go!

Take crispis! Tasty crisps!

Alright, I get it.

Help yourselves!

Here you are.

Fresh. What about you?

I can't.

Why the hell is that?

I need to go to the doctor first.

Bugger.

- Would you believe it!

- Belov!

Victor!

Hello.

Sunday, remember?

- What, Sunday?

- A training.

Seen that?

Gosh! What happened to you?

I slipped.

My whole life has gone wrong.

My vacation, my training -

bastards ruined everything.

- I'd shoot them all. My word.

- That's a bit over the top.

Hello.

- That's ok, we forgive you.

- Don't even start that thing.

Come on, calm down.

Forget it.

You won't be able to hunt your foxes now.

Why not? His ears are alright.

You catch them using your ears,

with a receiver.

- Bip-bip-bip...

- My vacation's ruined, that's what.

Why is that?

How can I go looking like that?

I'd scare all the women.

You won't scare them with a bruise.

Fantomas.

Alright then, you'll stay at home.

These holiday houses,

what's so good about them?

What is there to see?

Their stuff or what?

You can go to Tyuliayevo,

to your godfather.

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