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kilometres from here but

the first village is a little further

than the main road.

Please wait overthere!

- Tire blowout.

- And the rear wheel, too.

Maybe it has a bigger problem.

Spare wheel?

- Only one.

That's not too much.

The car key?

- Here.

Where is the gearbox?

Look at there!

You see! There are broken

glasses everywhere.

So what do I do now?

In morning some workers will come

here to the quarry. They will take you.

Look, may I wait for the morning at you?

I got drenched totally.

I don't have enough fuel and

the car window's broken.

I shall see.

My wife is sick.

I understand.

And what's the...

She is sick!

Have we been here yet?

I don't remember. Maybe we

were here the noon before last.

It doesn't matter, let's go then.

All right.

Put this on!

- Thank you.

- I will make some tea.

- Wait a minute, please.

- Shhh, keep quiet!

She is sick.

Sorry, but I didn't hear that you

come and I'm not dressed yet.

It doesn't matter.

Listen... Don't do anything crazy.

What do you want?

Listen!

Don't do this!

Please, let me go!

I wake up your wife and I'll scream!

Leave me alone!

Help!

Please!

That's what we

searched. That's it!

Sergeant, look at here!

Tire blowout.

And the back of the car was smashed.

It's empty... And the motor room is cold.

It has been here for half

an hour, maybe for a week.

For a week? I don't think so. We were

just here the day before yesterday.

Remember!

The rock wasn't here then.

Ehh... God knows.

- Let's have a look around!

- And where, boss? In the woods?

Just honk!

Halloo!

Hey!

Now go forward, slowly.

I remember there is a quarry right here.

- Who are we looking for, boss?

- The watchman if there's nothing else.

It was a holiday, boss!

Keep the light over there!

Damn... Why did you have to give up smoking?

Turn over there!

- And now?

- We should wait till morning.

- Here?

- No... Let's go back.

I haven't noticed that before.

And there's a path right down there.

- We will check it, boss. Right?

It's late at night, boss.

That's okay, but I will just tell

we're come to wish a Happy Holidays.

Boss, this is warm.

It's empty.

What are you thinking about, boss?

- A cigarette.

Where the hell are they?

Hello! Is anybody here?

No one!

So, what now?

I don't understand.

Where are they now?

Never mind, boss.

We'll wait here till morning.

Anyway, we want to go

back to the quarry.

They will come back here... or not.

However, it's agreeably warm here.

Eh... And, of course,

I shouldn't have stopped smoking.

It's still lukewarm.

Do you want some tea, boss?

Georgian tea.

I've drunk better.

Look what Jesus brought you, boss!

Are you all right?

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