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husband is watching

giraffes in Africa. Moron!

Did you take your pills

this morning?

If your father were alive, he

would have instantly died

of shame! Thank you Lord,

for taking him in time.

Mother, Trendafil is a

peaceful person...

You don't say? Then why did

he marry an Army Officer's

daughter, if he's so

afraid of wars?

If he had the balls...

he would have given you five

children by now!

Trendafil, give her the

remote... Trendafil!

Come on, give it back...

- What a moron, tsk, tsk, tsk...

Let go of it... Let go, I said...

If this schmuck gets you

pregnant,

you'll have a crocodile!

- Let go! Let go, you f***ing...

Don't beg, hit the bastard!

Hell, mama! Do you have

any idea how expensive

food is in wartime?

Give me those eggs...

Give them!

Make him give me the

remote first!

Trendafil, give her the

remote, you a**holes,

you're gonna f*** up

my bloody nerves!

Look, even the neighbours

are complaining...

You'll both pay for this!

Jango the Soap!

- Jango the Soap?

Now you're f***ed,

my little son-in-law...

Come in, Jango...

Jango, come!

Hey, Jango!

Come in, Jango boy...

Keep quiet, for

heaven's sake!

Oh, Jango?

Oooh, Ruza...

How are you?

Oh, just doing some house

work... And how about you?

Doing my job, Ruza.

- Really? - Yeah...

And when did you get out of

prison?

Oh, that's past, Ruza.

I'm a volunteer now.

Everything for the fatherland!

- Right, well done.

By the way... Trendafil?

Is he at home?

Trendafil... has gone

to a spa.

Really?

Is he there to cure his...?

No, he isn't

- Well then?

He took my mother

to the spa.

Granny Zumbula is ill?

- Spondylosis.

Uh-huh... Anyway, Ruza, I've

got this little letter for

Trendafil:
An invitation for

military therapy, heh, heh...

Reservist. He has to call in

by Monday.

It's no use, Jango, he won't be

back by Monday.

But he'll have to come back

sometime, Ruza...

He can't hide forever!

Ah, Ruza, Ruza...

Eh, Jango...

So, you'll see Trendafil

when he comes back,

and you can settle things with

him... some time.

I'll see him for sure, Ruza.

It's easy now...

It's war.

Well then, Jango.

- Well then, Ruza...

Spondylosis, eh?

Stop!

Stop, you c*nt of a deserter,

I'm gonna kill you!

Trendafil, don't provoke me,

you'll make me go

back to prison,

I swear you will!

Now you're dead,

you fag!

Traitor!

Freemason p*ssy!

It's not safe. Jango

waits in ambush in the elevator.

He bribed the housekeeper

into mining the basement.

There's no way you can get

away from him!

Some policemen came

yesterday...

they want you for the police

reserve troops.

I told them to make

arrangements with

the army, either here

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