George Garrett: A Stoker with Punch Page #3

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nor in Chechnya.

And what are girls doing here?

They watch the fire first,

then I tell them stories about good and bad people.

About Yakuts, about the war...

Whatever they want to hear.

Ok, time to go.

It was nice to meet you.

- Please don't hurt them.

- Of course.

God, it's so hot in here.

In Afghanistan we stole Massandra

from your planes.

Dad, why the stoker

was awarded a Sovet Hero, and you wasn't?

Because I was a sniper

and he was a sapper during the war.

He commanded a sapper unit.

Once he didn't risk his boys and he

cleared the way for us himself.

They approach the enemy from behind

and did their job.

He deserves the title, doesn't he?

Two months later one of his boys

was disarming an anti tank mine.

The major was nearby.

The boy made a mistake and died,

and major was hit by an explosion

and ended up in hospital for 3 months.

Then he's been discharged in result.

He's behaving strangely ever since.

Where did you meet?

We met in Kabul.

We drank Massandra.

We called methylated alcohol that way.

We stole it from their airplanes.

He drank a lot.

Yakuts drink a lot in general.

Then we served together.

Sometimes we've seen each other.

What about them?

They won't find them.

Look.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- How were they stitched?

- With middle-sized needles.

On the Strobel machines?

No, on the regular ones.

You need to stretch this piece properly.

Good morning, Masha.

How's the business?

Good morning.

- Many clients today?

- Yes.

We sold some leather and gloves.

Why don't you come to work on time?!

I was visiting my father and the seamstress.

Did new leathers arive?

Yes, this morning.

I already transported them.

But not much.

Noone has asked you.

Daddy, is it OK

that Sasha gets 50% of the profit?

I think so, yes.

It was her idea in the end.

She has leather contacts in Yakutia.

She designed furs and hats.

Dad, but she's not working anymore.

She's not sewing,

just stands behing a counter and steals money.

- How do you know that?

- I just guess so.

It's you who financed the business.

She's not going to Yakutia anymore.

The leather is bought by her people.

It's cheaper to hire a new Yakut.

I wouldn't have to share the profits with anyone.

Daddy, make her go away somewhere.

Forever.

well, you're my daughter

and it's all that matters.

- And the idea is the most important.

- But daddy!

Enough of this!

What's for main course?

Bison!

Do you know the stoker's daughter?

Take care of her.

Hi, Vasiliy.

There's a little mess...

She was a bad, bad woman.

A thief, a whore...

Her father's who's a deputee didn't have any power over her.

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