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He'll kill you!

Mom was right.

I'm emotional.

Highly emotional.

Kid...

I'm inconsolable today.

Mom, how can you?

If you get a hard-on over

my mother, I'll kill you!

Congratulations!

- Thank you, thank you...

Olga!... Olga!

Look!

But how?

Get out of the way!

I'm a doctor. Quickly!

Unfortunately, I can only

pronounce her dead.

You're talking like

in some stupid movie.

I always wanted

to be an actor.

Ah, that's why.

Whether real life or a movie,

you are now a widower, sir.

Wow, what a shot!

Shut up! Why are you laughing?

What's funny?

Well, Butt...

So what's funny about that?!

- The surname Butt.

And you find that funny?

I'm going to f***ing

f*** you f***ers!

Have you got any enemies?

Probably.

Like everyone.

But I don't know why anyone

would want to kill my wife.

A sniper.

A silencer.

Everything carried

out to perfection.

It all points to

a professional job.

Butt will get to

the bottom of it.

Maybe a bullet went astray.

After all it is... Friday.

A bullet went astray?

You idiot!

Ballistics show that

the deceased...

Olga.

Olga. Surname?

What was her surname?

Blower.

Blower.

- Blower?

And that's not funny?

- No, it's not. -It's not.

It' s not that it' s not.

- And Butt is funny?

Yeah, it is.

How did you two become

acquainted?

Please, that's private.

- F***ing f***ers!

Talk!

We met in the john

at the Old Cinema. -Where?

At the Old Cinema,

there by the...

You think I don't know

where that cinema is?

A few days ago I saw

'The Maltese Eagle' there.

'Falcon.'

Did I say 'eagle'?

Well, I meant 'falcon'.

It's my new jaw.

See?

It's rubbing me.

So how did you become

acquainted then?

Well, I was watching

a movie. -And?

Just as I was coming out of

the auditorium, Madam Ranka

was reciting something

in front of the screen.

I remember that some silent

movie was playing.

A silent movie, you know...?

You're telling me

what a silent movie is?!

F***! They should send you

all to a concentration camp.

Fascist!

F*** you... f***er!

Who are you calling a fascist?

I'm a communist!

Do you know as a boyscout

I went to see Comrade Tito?

I saw him in person.

- It's alright, Butt.

You're free to go!

Tony, man! -What?

- Why have we stopped?

I just want to see if

this bride will get shot too.

You've gone crazy.

- Why?

I'm serious. You've gone

completely crazy.

Why do you think that?

- Completely, utterly...

Why are you talking like that?

- Just get lost.

A bazooka isn't like an atomic

bomb, which can't be found.

How many? Ten Kalashnikovs?

That's too many.

Just half. Five Kalashnikovs,

five bombs and 2500 bullets.

Is it a deal?

Let the guy enjoy himself.

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