Voyna i mir I: Andrey Bolkonskiy Page #2

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Is it your back' Comrade Captain?

Contusion and shrapnel

round the vertebrae.

Let me take a look. Fedka!

How did it happen?

How? We were on a transporter.

A rocket went straight through Kit'

a guy in my platoon.

I only worked it out

when I came round.

Whoever was inside

the transporter bought it.

So we were lucky. . .

You may have been lucky. . .

But what about your platoon?

I got concussed just like you'

Comrade Captain.

And the bullet's here. . .

How long had you served?

Two weeks to go before

my tour was over.

And him?

Still wet behind the ears.

His first year.

Captain Medvedev was a tough nut'

no doubt about it.

Everyone worked that out straight away.

You can't break a guy like that'

can't wear him down.

If we'd had more like him'

what an army we'd have had !

We all felt his strength'

his confidence.

He's lying there' can't even get up'

but he's got this calm inside him.

A commander.

And Margaret fell in love with him -

I new straight away.

- I think we're somewhere here.

- Here?

It seemed to me they took us further.

Well' I'm getting hungry.

She says you have to exercise. . .

Careful' careful . . .

Here.

Like that?

Says they can't come up with two million'

even if they sell everything.

Says the government won't pay.

They're in negotiations

with the Russians.

He says they'll do everything.

Right' enough !

Same thing over and over

for half an hour!

What's she to him?

Fiancee.

He's not lying?

No.

Ask him if he could get

two million together.

Yes' he says he can.

Tell him the woman stays with me.

In exactly two months

he gives me two million.

If he doesn't' the whole lot

of us will f*** her

and then I'll cut her f***ing head off.

Tell him.

Why're you using foul language?

Allah forbids it.

Speaking Russian is the same

as using foul language.

To Allah' all your words

are the same. Translate.

I didn't believe they'd let us go.

It wasn't the Chechen way.

Too smart for them.

And they like

to play with you:

tell you you're going

to be released.

Let you wash in the river.

- Comrade Captain !

- You know the address?

I'll do everything'

if I get out before you.

I can't decide whether

to let you go or not.

The baksheesh for you is rubbish.

They're paying nothing.

And who'll get

on the lnternet for me?

The Captain.

I know you put the wrong address

on the letter you wrote.

You said.

Alright' tell them about the Captain.

I'm tired - be a shame

to kill him.

I paid fifty thousand for him.

If they don't let my nephew go'

who'll give me that money back?

Tell them I'll wait

another month and that's it.

Will he get the money together?

I think so.

He wants to get married.

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