Cargo 200 Page #3

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Campanella wasn't the first

down that road.

It's a dream...

born out of class-consciousness.

What about your

class-consciousness?

I've never seen the likes

of the sausage you're eating.

You talk nonsense.

And corrupt kid's souls,

in order to eat that sausage!

I guess you're living in

communism, by the Party plans.

You don't need a City of the Sun.

But I need it!

And I'll build it!

Not on the scale of your shitty

Union, but here, on this land.

It'll all be different.

Tonka will bear me children.

People will come.

And we won't have to rely

on you scavengers!

It's ready, boss.

The motor working.

Only no go to Leninsk.

You might not make it.

I won't make it

anywhere right now.

You need to clean carburetor

and do repairs.

Thank you, Suan Van Hei.

Thank you.

- You said it wasn't far.

- We're already there.

I'll just be a second.

Hi, I've come for some booze.

You're doing well, I see.

The business is growing?

Tell Sunka to bring a bottle

of the strong stuff. I ran out.

Tonya!

Tell Sunka to bring a bottle.

Customer...

So, how's your City of the Sun?

Blooming?

You! City scum!

Leave what's sacred alone.

OK, OK, Alexei.

I was just kidding.

My god!

The main thing, guys, is bread!

You got bread,

you get head!

That's enough already.

Aunt Tonya, bring some

of your delicious pickles.

And you, Sunka, bring another one,

but make it pure.

I mean, are we men or what?

I'll pay double.

I lived with the Nenets

on the White Sea.

We caught salmon.

They all drank pure grain up there.

The kids too.

You know how they drink it?

Valera!

Lica! Come in!

Sunka, give her a glass.

Valera, let's go.

Alright, we'll just drink up.

Look how they drink grain.

Without grain up there,

you're finished.

You'll freeze.

He can't go in that state.

Come here.

The Nenets wear parkas

and fur boots.

They hide grain in their boots.

I've got a parka too.

Drag him away.

I no do it myself.

He very big.

My father is Secretary

of the Regional Committee.

It's hot.

- You came with him?

- Yes.

- In what?

- His car.

Can you drive?

Don't whine. I hate it.

Tonya.

Get behind the stove, fast!

And not a sound.

Where is she?

She left.

Don't lie to me, Tonya.

You won't get her anyway.

You won't give her to me?

So, your City of the Sun,

will it be like this?

There are no wives in the City

of the Sun. Everyone's equal.

And children are shared.

- Have you seen anyone?

- Who?

- Well...

- Drunk again. No, I haven't.

Bastard.

Come out.

Out into the yard,

the banya's on the left.

there's a shed. The door's open.

There's a cow, but it's tame.

Close the door. Hide in the hay

in the corner and keep quiet.

Tonya!

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