Sibir, Monamur Page #3

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I do not know exactly who is

more of a scum among two of us!

I don't have a bunch of kids

and no one to answer to.

I'll never come again...

have no strength to behave like that.

But you've pigged out, brother! - I'm

more or less normal, Comrade Captain.

Natalie...

To the present ladies...

To the hostess...

- Zheleznjak, f*** off.

- Alright.

Natalie... drink brotherhood!

This is it... hussars arrived.

Enough! Enough! Enough...

Natalie?

- What shall we do, eh?

- But why, Alexandr Sergeevich?

I need a girl. - Girl? I tell you

they all have a free-chick action.

Serving to our protection.

Thank God, I can rest.

- Am I eligible for a holiday?

- You are, of course.

Zheleznjak, to normal.

Natalie?

Private! Who lost the weapon?

Extra duty twice.

Yes, Sir, twice extra duty.

- Who are you?

- Never mind.

- What, you ain't no good?

- It all burns inside... and I'm dizzy.

- Where is the bathroom?

- Down the hall, to the left.

You're nothing but the trouble-maker.

I can do it myself.

Stop it!

- Thanks.

- Russians never leave their own at war.

Well, cossack, will you come live with

me? - I won't, I'm waiting on my dad.

We can wait together,

but rather in our village.

Back in Urman, we have people,

food, kids, TV... Lyoshka!

You'll have whom to play with.

Your wife will be calling me names...

for your food.

No, Lyoshka, she will not.

She's good.

And we'll leave your dad a letter:

we are waiting at Urman.

And he'll come there to join us.

Shall we take Klyk with us?

Klyk? Yes, we can take him, too.

- Why the sun is blue with you?

- I have not much of yellow.

I'm gonna be drawing much.

And what precisely?

I'm drawing Grandpa's God,

for him to see it better...

- Are you sure God is yellow?

- Don't you know, he lights up.

I did not know.

So, is it a deal, cossack?

I come for you tomorrow.

I don't drink milk.

How did it all end the last night? - You

showed your ex-wife, cried all the way.

- Was there anything between us two?

- My turn never came.

- Permission?

- Go ahead.

May I drink?

What a "Healthy Life" team you are!

- Lyubka, what are you doing here?

- Want some milk.

Something I missed? Why aren't you

at the Saturday free-chick party?

I was working on Sunday,

at the Gagik's.

Is that true, Natalie?

Screwed up full time.

- Did they make you a bruise?

- Beasts.

Lyuba? I must bring a girl

for the commander... a good girl.

Give me.

He's an intelligent man,

veteran officer.

If he likes you, he'll

hire you... as a cook.

- Do you cook?

- Cut it, that's shucks.

What are you talking about? Why

are you sitting here? Go to your room!

As for those Caucasian cattle...

these wogs... we'll send them to Allah.

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