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Completely, totally dead.

Stole my gun, my matches.

Even stole salt from me.

Stole salt, and my matches.

Go and kill him again!

There's a bridge to the island.

It's just a little bit broken.

Push!

It was broken when the

ice cracked in the Spring.

Completely broken!

Take the lantern!

Gnasha, I put some

tobacco in your pocket.

The bridge's broken there!

He forgot his pot.

Take that medal off your hat, loser!

I swapped it for the train...

fair and square!

B*tch!

It's alive...

Where's your Ignat then?

He's gone for now, but he'll be back.

He told you he'd be back?

Women! Women!

Don't take me for an idiot!

Your life seems to me

to be a bit pointless.

First some German, then Stepan.

Love tends to come to the winners in life.

Aren't there any other men

you'd consider good enough for you?

Who do you consider good enough then?

So what if I'm missing an arm.

Your 'hero's run away. From everyone.

Thinks as he fought on the Front

he can do whatever he wants.

Don't give me any of that!

Fomich, don't start that again!

It's not right! Wait, just wait!

Fishman will sort out all this sabotage

one way or another. I'm telling you!

For Ignat, I'd cut off

your other arm in an instant.

Get down from there!

(In German) Get me out of here you idiot!

Bastards! They even got this far!

Get me out of here!

Dry off!

Take that off. Take off those rags.

Concussed?!

Sh*t!

(In German) Work!

Let's heat this place up.

You little bastard!

It's alive.

Approaching the outpost of Krai,

Siberia. December 1940.

(In German) Gustav,

let me give you some advice.

You'd be better of being an engineer.

It's a great honour for me

to be your assistant, Mr. Haneke.

Your bridge over the Rhine

is simply magnificent.

Elsa also wants to become an engineer,

although I have to say,

I prefer it when she sings.

Ain't going to be very interesting

for you here, Fraulein Elsa.

I'm going to help my father.

To mark your father's arrival here,

even renamed the village

main-street 'Lenin Strasse'!

- Where are you going?

- Where. Over there. To count fir trees.

What happened?

What did he say?

He's gone for a piss.

Piss. We'll wait then.

'Possat' - what does that mean?

He has some... business here.

How talented you are, Gustav.

You've only been here a week,

and you already speak Russian.

Won't even let me have a piss.

The brute. Vermin!

Sarkisich, run! Run, Sarkisich!

Get a move on! Get going, I'm telling you!

As fast as you can! Go on!

Get moving I said!

- Did you piss?

- Didn't have time!

Gustav, it won't be boring here after all.

Over there! Push in that direction!

Tie in the log! Come on! Come on!

Come on! Work!

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