Dom durakov Page #2
- Year:
- 2002
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You stare at the ceiling
And seem to count the flies
I feel so lonely
And you don't even see
Can I have your porridge?
- Who's that?
- Grandpa.
A tooth!
A tooth in my porridge!
A human tooth!
You know what this means, comrades?
Imagine what they're feeding us
I want to know.
Who did this?
Who gave Mahmud matches?
- You don't know?
- Who's asking you?
Who's going to own up?
I warned you not to give him matches.
Do you want to be burned alive?
or what?
He's capable of it!
Well?
Who'll own up?
I already told you it wasn't me.
it wasn't me!
Stay away, you're going to hurt me!
My bladder! Put me down!
Don't touch me.
Aminazine up the backside.
- Very well.
Do we have to force-feed you?
Aren't you sick of it?
You can be so stubborn.
You know very well Im going to do it.
There'll be no train today.
All go back to your rooms.
- Is it broken?
- No, it's fine.
He's just tired of pulling
those heavy carriages.
Even iron locomotives
get tired sometimes.
All go back quietly to your rooms.
The phone's cut off
and the radio's dead.
- What does that mean?
- its not good.
We'll have to evacuate the patients.
But we'll need to find money first.
Fire me if you want, doctor,
but I won't spend the night here.
What are you doing here?
Give it back!
- Let me have a go.
- You'll break it.
Water flows from the well...
Tell him. its my accordion!
Lucia,
they've taken my accordion.
What's wrong?
That f*ggot, Goga. The a**hole!
Ill smash his head in with my iron.
They're in the women's ward.
- Who let the violent ward out?
- We did.
- What if the doctor finds out?
- He's not here.
The rats have deserted the ship!
Freedom!
Stop it! You should be ashamed!
Ill untie you.
Shorty, my love, are you all right?
Do you like my wig?
its Claudia's, the second floor nurse.
Open up!
Vika let the violent ward out!
The doctor went for a bus
to evacuate us.
I woke up at 4:
00 in the morning.The place was deserted.
Freedom! Down with Fascism!
Take to the streets!
Ill go.
Not a soul.
The coast is clear! Hurray!
Down with the bars!
Break it down!
Bombs! Mother!
- Wash the floor.
- But we're being attacked!
Even if it's a world war,
I don't give a sh*t!
I warned you, Vika!
Play!
Will they kill us?
Tank regiments are commanded
by total idiots.
You send in the infantry first,
then the tanks.
it wasn't me!
Don't kill me!
Don't worry. We won't hurt you.
Don't hurt me.
its nothing to do with me!
Wow! She's hairy.
its a man.
- Where's the doctor?
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