In Hell Page #2

- Drop it.

Drop it!

Take him to infirmary.

Hey, ''suka'', you're in my way.

Sorry.

- What's the point?

- I want no trouble.

Get your respect.

Stop!

I hope everything's resolved.

This is not America.

Don't be hero.

Take him back to the hole.

Everybody back to work!

Grey.

Long time no see.

Who are you?

...seven foot, a hundred

and thlrty kilos. Milos...

Your break is over.

Let's go.

I'm going to make you

my favorite ''suka''.

We're going to take turns.

Don't start,

or I'll put you both in hole!

You're dead.

What's up, man?

You okay?

Gotta go.

Come on, man!

''Hate gives me strength.

Even when there's no hope.

Tomorrow it's the time.

Hate'll makes things right.

Sh*t, hate keeps me alive.''

Nice to see you again.

I'll see you tonight.

Where the f***'s he goin'?

What?

Stop!

You American.

You are going inside for long,

long time.

When sh*t hits the fan,

we all look for God...

but by then it's usually too late.

When He doesn't show up...

it's up to you to deal with

your own miserable life.

What is it?

- We hit a mine.

- Stay back!

Stop them.

Go, go! Come on!

Escape!

Line up!

Check out!

We all have our way of dealin'.

Some choose to run.

Others stay and fight.

We lost money because you...

two hours late.

I should throw you in the hole.

I give you chance.

You're more useful to me

as a b*tch, understand?

Take him.

Please! No!

Is it a sin when you

reach your limit?

When you've taken

your last steps.

When you can go no more.

You find that dark

place deep inside.

Forget the world

you come from.

Embrace the world you're in.

He's ready for the Sparka.

I love you.

And I love you all!

- Kick his ass.

- Place your bets!

Hold on to your panties,

the party is about to begin!

I give you twenty to one on Andrei.

No way this American can win.

Beat the sh*t out of him!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on, Kyle!

Feels good...

doesn't it?

Your American is very, very good.

Bring the best men

from your prison.

I'll give you a chance to

win back your money.

Finish him.

Finish him!

You think you're a winner.

When you bend to play their

game, you're a loser.

You lost yourself.

He's really f***ed up.

What are you looking at?

Do you even know who you are?

Probably not.

Christ!

I'm sorry.

Must be tough in here.

Everything's gettin better.

I spoke to the Ambassador.

- He's gonna talk to the...

- Forget it!

What?

Don't give me hope.

Nothing will change.

Forget me.

Bolt cutters are where

they supposed to be.

You didn't learn from last time?

I'd rather die than play the b*tch.

Happy Russian Independence Day.

Send you a postcard.

So you are the American.

I am Valya.

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