Yolki 2 Page #3

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in the chain of six handshakes.

You must help me!

This is very important!

My friend Varya has told everyone

that her father is the President.

And that he will say "hello" to her

during his New Years Eve speech...

in the form of a code message.

But in reality Varya

does not have a father.

That is why we must ask the President

to say those words to her.

Ask the President?

Sure, the President will say it,

no problem.

OK, so long, wrap up the call,

this is long distance after all.

Hey, hold on.

Write down the code words.

Code words? Sure.

"Santa helps those who help themselves."

I'll get it to the President.

Alright, bye.

Thank you.

We are counting on you.

Get that to him. Yes.

Pass it down the chain.

We all believe in you.

Good luck.

There you go!

- Oreshkin, you are a fool.

- What?

It won't work.

The chain has started.

I had just called a very serious man.

- Really? Like that changes anything.

- Why won't you understand?

The system will work!

It will make it to the President.

To the President?

Yeah, my people in the government are having some issues, I need to help them out.

Misha, let's make a deal.

No matter what happens

we will never lie to each other.

- Sure.

- Sure, only the truth!

And nothing but the truth.

Listen, I have to run now,

my students are here for surfing lessons.

- Promise that you will show me how you surf.

- I'll show you, I promise.

- Looking forward to it!

- OK, bye.

Misha's "Cuba" turned out to be just a college dorm room in the Russian city of Kazan.

New Year is around the corner and we have some huts in our bedroom.

We're living on a beach like some natives.

What's up with that?

Because of you guys I had to make a promise

that I can't possibly fulfill!

Because of us?!

Because of you we can't live

in our own dorm for the last 3 months.

So your Swiss girl won't figure you out.

You should have told her the truth long ago.

If she dumps you, so be it.

Guys, help me out this one last time!

Help me show Lena that I am surfing.

Surfing where? Here?

You're out of your mind...

Misha, you don't have a choice.

You will have to tell her the truth.

- Happy New Year, neighbor.

- No thanks.

Take it, I have more.

Excuse me, young men...

we don't allow consuming

alcoholic beverages on our flights,

except for those that we sell.

Miss, when you get angry,

you look so sexy.

Fine, but do it quietly,

so no one sees you.

Thanks, beautiful.

- That was smooth.

- Yakutsk Acting School.

- Happy New Year.

- Happy New Year.

To St. Petersburg? On tour?

Yeah. To see my girlfriend.

And you?

Yeah, me too...

to see my girlfriend.

"Forgive me."

"Coming to see you. Flight number..."

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