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they wouldn't want you

even on a soap opera.

So where are the curtains?

Zuzana has hung them already.

You're late.

She's a real treasure, isn't she?

-Yes, she is, actually.

-Unlike me, huh?

Yes, unlike you.

But I won't let anyone take her

away from me. Nor Jakub.

And who do you think wants

to take them away from you?

You, of course.

A mature man doesn't get divorced

just because of his wife's big nose.

You're not in the least

bit ashamed?

-No.

-No?

No. Why?

So what.

This is not about some big nose.

This is about the fact

that love, has left us -

like many other couples.

Love, God, love...

God, he's a moron.

That song should be as clean

as the red sky.

As transparent as a daze.

As light as a stork,

about to take flight.

And as neat as a back yard.

That song should

sound like a guitar,

in which there's

the nightingale's nest...

Yes?

Yes. Vejvodova street. I got it.

Be there in 20 minutes.

This is something, look.

How horrible it is.

Come here... Wait.

Is that a price tag?

No, that's mom's number,

if I get lost.

I write that for him

every time we go out.

In a few years I'll be putting a

note like that round your neck too.

You won't be here

in a few years, mom.

And that baby Jesus, he was

a VlP baby. That's a hippo.

What are you telling him?

You think that kid understands you?

-Tell me.

-I understand.

You see.

And everyone sucked up to him

and brought him gifts.

Like this. This is a gift. Look.

That's the toilet.

Zuza, see how he's

putting on an act for you?

-He...is...in...love...with...you.

-And all those animals...

-I know.

-That was also all kind of weird.

For example the cow,

probably had mad cow disease.

And the donkey...

we all know about donkeys.

The same sort of show-off

as our Oskar.

What does he do now?

He drives drunks home from bars.

He drives their cars.

And that concludes

our block of requests.

This is Zuzana, signing off.

Good night.

Sweetheart, get lost.

I'll meet you at the Owls.

Bounce off the putlog.

I swept it myself.

Sweetheart...

-I hope the bike's clean.

-Sure.

Get lost just a little bit.

Like the sky beyond the wire.

Get lost just a little bit.

Like the sky beyond the wire.

You can make pasta out of salmon.

Or foam.

Steaks, filets.

Or horseshoes.

In the end

it's still salmon, though.

Just as our example here proves.

Man can dress up as anything.

He can be a maid, a stone-mason,

a hunter or just a passer-by.

But if he dresses up as a salmon

he'll still be a d*ckhead.

Great, huh?

I've never seen anything so

embarrassing in my entire life.

Everything that has feathers,

flies.

-A stop light.

-A stop light doesn't fly.

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