All my life I dreamt to be a great artist.
As a child, I already had such a strong voice that a glass cracked under its power.
And my ear was so quick that I could fart out
any melody without a single mistake.
Any!
So my mom sent me to a music school, and I sang like a nightingale.
Who won all competitions and festivals? Huh?
Hahaha. Me for sure! Yeah!
But all that had its price.
Mom went to work in Portugal.
And I faced a voice break.
So whatís up now? Iím building a house for momís money.
You canít even imagine how sheís eating my head off.
She checks every dime, suspects me of pigeoning her.
Every single day she reminds me that itís her, who is building the house. And what am I doing?
Iím observing the buildersí work at her expense.
Well, yeah, sheís investing money, but thatís not quite fair.
Itís easy for her to say that, as she works in Portugal, earns euros and invests them.
But is it ok that I invest all my love into every corner of the house?
That all my soul is stuffed into every baseboard? That doesnít count.
She says that if itís her money, any idiot could build. Build what?
Boxes like all those hillbillies have? Iíve built a masterpiece!
All the newlyweds come to take selfies in front of the house.
But mom put the house in her name, not even registering me as a tenant.
She said: ìFind a job, earn money, give me a half of it. And then Iíll register youî.
I didnít get the joke. What kind of a job should I get?
Mixing cement, perhaps?
So that people will laugh at me when Iím on stage?
No way! This house has almost killed my career!
Thatís it! From now on, I am investing all of her money in myself,
into my dream ñ to become a great artist. And you know what?
I swear Iíll become one.
DZIDZIO KONTRABASS
Well, mom, congrats, my dear! We finished building it.
What, everything?
The whole house, take a look.
Show me more!
I canít now, Iíll be late for work.
Aha, well, well, what job is it?
What do you mean ëwhat jobí, Iím very popular
and booked out for corporate events almost every day.
Where do you think I got the cash from to finish it all?
With the money you sent? Hahaha.
Yeah, with your own money, you bet!
And the Dolce&Gabbana suit cost 1.5 grand.
Wait, have I missed the boat, are you trying to fool me again!?
Fool youÖwhat are you on about, mom?
Look, soon Iíll be a rich person sending you money. And guess what, I bought a car.
What car, for what money?
Donít worry, itís not yours. Well, I gotta go, see ya!
DonítÖ donít you hang up!
Yulik.
What the hell is that rich kid doing here?
Did you promise him the moon?
<i>"SECURITY"</i>
I didnít. Heís just fishing for a job in our company. He wants to be security.
Is he strapped for cash?
SO, weíve agreed, I pay you a hundred for both a driver and security, right?
No problem, you can take him but youíll be paying him from your own cash.
Right, ok.
You know, itís not reallyÖ itís not working out for you to come with us.
Youíre a liar, dude.
The budget is just scarce.
Are you a bullhead?
Why?
What are you doing?
I'm security.
Letís repeat step by step.
Youíre the driver right now.
You drive me to the event,
get yourself out of the car and become a security guard.
You quickly run around and open the door for me.
Itís not cool for an artist to open the door himself.
You take the microphone and the cord, and we move on.
Dude, donít screw up, itís your first job, donít mess up, use your noodle.
Microphone, Yulik.
Hurry up, Yulik, people are waiting.
See how a normal suit hits home?
Whose car is this? Come here, you clown!
Ahh! Excuse me!
Iím sorry! Donít beat my driver, please.
So thatís your clunker? Come here!
Security! Security!
Donít stretch my suit! Itís Dolce&Gabbana!
Ah, Dolce&Gabbana, you say?
There's your Dolce! There's your Gabbana!
Dude, you owe me three grand!
I donít have this money!
I donít care a groat where you get the money from!
Youíve got three days or Iíll drive you out in the woods and bury you, got it?
Three days, got it?!
Why the hell are you crying!?
SuckíurityÖ
Dzidzio, I donít know. Iíve never spoken to anyone on Skype before.
Look, keep your hands like this and just do nothing.
Just repeat what I told you.
Are you hanging up on me!?
Auntie Halya, auntie Halya, itís not Dzidzio, itís me, Yulik.
Weíre in a big mess. Dzidzio has been taken to the army.
How!?
He was singing at a party, thatís how.
Two guys in uniform arrived and grabbed him right off the stage.
They said they wonna three thousand euro to release him.
Ah, you need three thousand euros.
- Yeah, auntie Halya. - Where are you now?
What do you mean? At your place, right on the couch.
Holy cow! Itís my house?! And itís how it looks like?!
Get up! Get up!
I said get up! Look me in the eyes! Look in momís eyes!
Whereís all my money gone?! I work hard!
You dumbhead! Which camera did you turn on?
Do you hear me?! I wonít give you a penny!
Thatís it, Iím bankruptÖ
Oh, Father, please help meÖ
Itís only three thousand euros ñ a piece of cake for you.
Hereís the deal, I unfold a sheet,
close my eyes, count to three,
and you put the money right here.
Címon.
One, two, three.
<i>ìHow to earn money by smuggling?î</i>
What we do: we buy cigarettes here, bring them to Poland and sell them.
Everything in one day: we earn money and pay back the debts.
Got the drift?
Thereís only one problem.
Where do we get the money to buy them? We need an investor.
Hey, Dzidzio, I wanted to talk to you.
Can I be an investor?
Come here, Yulik.
An investor is the one with the lettuce. Do you have cash?
Nope.
Cut it out. Stop talking nonsense. Youíd better mull over some big shots around.
Well, Lyamur is always in funds.
I know.
His dad is a priest. I wonder if he'd be that cool without his dad.
Donít you tell me about him, I wonít lick his boots.
I heard you wanted to work in our firm. I thought about it. Well, you may.
I donít want to be suckíurity.
Not suckíurity, youíll be an investor.
Whatís that?
It's the best thing out there: you put money, earn and have a long purse.
And whatís needed?
Look, first you need 20 thousand Hryvnias and letís roll!
Are you kidding? I donít have even that much.
What do you mean? Youíre not an investor then. You need to have money.
Son!
Son! Iím heading off to Kyiv urgently. For three days.
Iíll be back on Sunday before the service.
Lock the church, peopleís money is stored there.
Well, God speed!
You see fellas, I donít know where to get the money.
Not so fast. Letís think a little what you can do.
Do you know where your dad keeps the money?
Oh no, I wonít ever do that.
Dudes, I guess Iíll wait here.
Suckíurity.
Where is it?
- Go bump it. - I canít.
Gimme the key.
Lord, stop swearing, please.
I understand itís not right.
But donít you see Iím in a great need. Iím not stealing, Iíll give it back.
Jeez, why are you cursing me?
Why donít you believe me? What should I do to persuade you?
Why are you picking on me?
ìMeîÖ sorry, îweî. Yulik and Lyamur,
weíre borrowing money from you, Lord.
We promise to pay it back with interest in three days.
Here, take a receipt from me.
Weíre finally done.
But Dzidzio, itís peopleís money.
Donít you get it? We didn't steal it but borrowed for three days.
DzidzioÖ Dzidzio! Thatís bad, Dzidzio.
Thatís not right, Iíve changed my mind. Letís put it back.
Stop whining and moaning! Look!
For you personally, Iím starting the timer for three days. Weíll pay back on Sunday.
- Do you have cigarettes? - Iím done with cigarettes.
Oh, come onÖ Canít you say you donít, without bristling up and flossing?
You damned big-head.
Hey, may I have a hundred of those red cartons, please?
Money?
Did you beg it near the church?
Smuggling to Poland?
No way! For personal use. How do you know?
Itís written all over you. Listen, dudes, it has been shut down.
The customs is idle, no one tries. You wonít cut it.
Donít listen to that crone.
A wiseass reporting from noplaceville on all that customs stuff?
Laugh all you want.
And Iíll laugh if you come round the notorious Claw.
Gee, never heard of him?
Not in the know? Thereís an inspector at the customs, with a long fingernail.
People named him Claw because of that.
He feels contraband for a mile away with that nail.
He comes to a car and immediately figures out if there is something.
Or goes ëknock-knockí and sends you to an inspection pit.
Stop scaring me! Iíll do anything I want with my stuff. Or I may fix him up.
Huh. Fix him up. He doesnít take bribes and lives off his salary.
He has shut down all contraband. I have to close down my business because of him!
Hell with you, damned Claw! I wish all your danged nails will fall off!
Whatís the problem, dude?
Whatís the problem?! Heard about Claw?
Yeah, so what?
The point is that he checks everyone, frisks and shakes down every car.
Damn, so what are we gonna go?
Listen, my dad passes him on the regs, and heís never been checked.
Maybe thatís because your dad is a priest?
Can I, can I?
No, you canít.
See how the uniform works? Thank you, Lordy.
<i>QUEEN</i>
<i>Hands off my flower!</i>
What are you doing, chump?
Weíre clergy people. So no chicks. Wanna get us busted, huh?
The last one.
Whew, finally.
And what about this?
Give it to me, come here.
Iíll stuff some here.
Alyona!
What the hell is that?
Why would you care? Mushroom pickers got lost. Pack faster, dudes.
Alyona!
Alyona!
Oh gosh, Dzidzio, itís that jerk.
Who?
- Well, we owe himÖ - Letís get outta here!
Alyona! Stop!
Thatís it, Iíll bury you for sure!
- So who was that dude? - Well, heÖ
A sick one. That dork wanted to crash our car.
You should have stopped and knocked him out.
You stop.
Are you damned crazy?
Stop the car, I wanna pee.
Ok, I stop and you pee. And then you poop on top of it if he catches up with us.
Iíll pee on the seat then.
Donít you dare! Donít you even dare!
If you drip a single splash Iíll kill you!
Take this and pee here.
What shall I do with this? Hey, take your udder away from me!
Stop jacking around and give it to me. Damn you.
Open the window!
I canít hear you, speak louder!
What the hell are you doing?
Whatever I want! None of your business! Show him our spinning reel, Yulik.
Iíll shove this finger up your ass, dude.
Buzz off, you old fart!
Break-break!
- Operation ìMess-upî! - Roger!
C'mon! Move faster!
Gotcha, honeys! Try some carbide!
Damn, itís over for us!
Come on! Don't stop!
Face down, all of you!
Hi! Iím Alyona.
I beg your pardon, miss, how did you get into our car?
I was escaping and hid in your trunk.
This bastard wanted to kill me and bury in the woods.
I escaped by pure miracle, I ran fast and suddenly saw your carÖ
Iím so happy to meet youÖ
Let me kiss you.
- You canít! - Why not?
Hey, cutie, turn around.
Why were fishermen beating you?
Theyíre godless Satanists.
Went crazy in broad daylight.
I seeÖ
Yulik. Father Yulik, how about driving on a front seat?
- Nope, thanks. - Letís change.
- No, weíd better not. - Why, címon!
- Iím ok here. - Come on! - I said no.
Itís too crowded.
Whereíre you heading?
Weíre on Godís assignment. Pardon, where should we drop you at?
At my grannyís place in the nearest village. Will you give me a ride?
Once again, weíre busy, we have no time, sorry.
Dude, letís give her a ride, okay?
Please! Arenít you holy fathers?
ArkadyichÖ you alive?
Hey farts, any red ìPassatî seen here?
Yeah. You are who?
A cockatoo. A friend.
Ouch! My ass!
Thank you so much.
I will tell the world about the kind priests I met.
Donít you do thatÖ Bless you.
She left her backpack. Iíll give it back.
Donít! Stop, Yulik!
Donít you see, this chick is nothing but problems!
Stay seated, Yulik!
Iíll cut your balls off, wankers.
Jeez, Iíve starved to death.
PIDTEMNE "A feast on your table"
Lord, hereís the deal, I close my eyes, count to three,
and you put food in my hand.
One, two, three.
What are you doing here, Father? Come with me.
You are probably tired, I will feed you. Letís go.
Go where?
To the house. Iíll feed you, you might be hungry.
Itís good for digestion, you know?
YeahÖ
Will 350 be ok, father?
Let it be 500.
Come with me, people are waiting.
Father, start please.
Sorry? Start chanting!
Many Years! Many Years!
Father, what are you singing?
- Whatís wrong? - Shouldnít it be ìMemory Eternalî?
Thatís for old-timers, I sing the new way. Stay out!
Many Years! Many Years!
Hell, what are you doing?
- I brought your backpack! - Thanks! Letís get out of here.
Wait, Iím not caking. Iím rich, Iím an investor.
Iíll have wads of money soon. I can tell your grandma about us if you wish.
Naah, letís get out of here!
For health!
For salvation!
Many Years!
Volume down, Father. Heís dead.
- Ivan died. - Stepan, not Ivan.
Ok, let it be Stepan.
The poor man wanted to live. Forgive him if he offended any of you.
What nonsense are you talking? He did not offend anyone.
I didnít mean he offended you personally!
He was a very good man.
Stop meddling! You egghead.
- Wanna take my place? - Jeez, no.
- You know better than me? - Nope.
- Off with you! - Why...?
Why, why?! Go boss around at your own funeral!
Get outta here or Iíll kick ya out! A goddamned boss!
Why are you gloomy? Cheer up!
Many Years!
Many Years!
- Hands off! - Oh, come on.
Hey? Dude, leave her alone.
- Or what? - Or youíll be buried.
- By whom? By you? - No, by him.
Many Years! Many Years!
Bravo!
This new pope has a strong voice.
What are you looking at? It's my boss! Am I right? May I go?
Jeez, Vasyl, I gave him money!
Youíre a stupid fool! Get that scoundrel!
Stop! Stop!
My momís calling.
Stop, you!
- Letís drive! - But we canít go without Dzidzio!
Damn, where is he?
For sure, heís gonna bury Dzidzio.
Where is she? Where?
What are you doing, bastard?!
So you lost your heads over a chick, machos?
A visit to granny, damn it! And you trust her?!?
Dzidzio!
Dzidzio, what? I still smell that swindler!
Just a second.
Get outta here! We need to talk.
Holy Father, please drive me to my grandpa.
I brought you to your grandma already. Now you go on foot.
Get the hell outta here. Get out!
You wonít leave a poor lady alone in the field, will you?
Oh, you poor little lamb. Weíll fall asleep and you rob us blind.
Shove off! Damned swindler!
Oh really? Look whoís talking! You think Iím a bumbling idiot?
Youíre no more a priest than I am... an African queen!
So what?
Nothing! You either drive me to grandpa or theyíll meet you at the border.
Trying to scare donkey with a carrot? Hahaha! Donít scare me!
Ok, no problem. Listen, I need to call my buddy, a custom inspector.
You probably know him. His name is Claw.
- So where does your grandpa live? - Up we go!
So you say you know Claw?
Yeah, my mate works for him as a driver.
Is he impossible to firm with?
Not really, once he was ok and took bribes like everyone.
He has loads of money.
- Really? - Yep. Heaps of money.
But once there was some trouble, Iím not really in the know.
People say someone cursed him of something.
Are you nuts? What are you telling about?
Itís not me, people are telling.
They say he doesnít sleep at night and hunts thoseÖ
how to sayÖ
contraband smugglers...
Yeah, right. Contraband smugglers.
They say heís a werewolf now.
We arrived.
- Where? - At your place.
Which place? Weíre not there yet.
Grandpaís house is up there. We need to drive a bit more.
You go on foot, princess ñ your crown will be safe.
- Iíll lead you. - Donít dare!
Give me five minutes, Iíll pay a quick visit to my grandpa, and then we drive further.
Listen, gal.
Iím not gonna wait for you here, sabe?
Holy Father, would you really abandon me here?
You bet!
But I can make a single short call andÖ
Just go, damn you.
Showed up like a bad penny.
- Well, machos. - Well, what?
She knows everything about us. Sheís pressuring me, threatening me with Claw.
So she knows weíre not priests?
Donít dare getting out! Whereíre you going? Yulik!?
Get off her, dude, I saw her first.
You get off. I doubt you know how to deal with chicks.
Whatcha gonna do with her?
Come here, you snotnose!
Say that again!
- Wait, what the hell is that? - Thatís Alyona!
What the hell is going on here?!
All day long Nana
sang to Pops a cradle-song.
Nana never was a noob
lulling Pops with tasty boob.
What a good voice you have!
I know, thanks.
She has suffered for three days till she gave birth.
Poor lamb.
Thank you so much, Father.
Letís drink to you and the newborn.
We donít drink alcohol, actually. But we can take a sip on such a great day.
- Hands off! - Why? - Who will drive?
Cheers!
Oh, ladiesí eyes,
where have you learned to drive people crazy?
I guess we gotta say goodbye and go, Father.
Where is she?
What the hell are you doing at the wheel?
Oh, man. I guess we blew a tire.
- It's your fault? - No, no! - So who's guilty?!
- Miss Alyona, what shall we do? - No idea.
Why are you asking the chick? How would she know?
Iíd beat the hell out of you! You are lucky you were born a chick.
<i>Vulcanization</i>
<i>Vulcanization</i>
Cool wheels, Father. A contraband legend.
If you only knew how many cigarettes I brought to Poland in this car.
Till Claw impounded it.
Whoís that goddamned Claw?
Oh, he once was a dream inspector!
Everyone passed and earned.
No checks. Both he and the contraband smugglers had no hassle.
But once he lost his marbles. He shut down all contraband overnight.
I was the only one who kept a job.
But how?
Youíre long-nosed.
I have a tunnel under the river.
Youíre a gambler, Father. I donít get the joke.
Royal flush. 100 blocks in one go.
Wanna hit the jackpot?
So what? Iím strapped for cash.
Whoís not?
Itís not gonna work!
Want my help? I can move it through the tunnel.
I get 80%, you get 20%.
Just kidding. 20% - for me, 80% - for you.
WellÖ That sounds ok.
- Deal? - Deal!
Iím Carl.
Get outta the car!
Meet Carl, heís my partner!
Gimme some time and Iíll fix everything. Go to my office.
There's some coffee, tea and sugar on the shelf. Serve yourselves.
Címon, letís go.
Yulik, Lyamur, you go first! Move on!
Hey! Are you crazy? Heís fooling you!
Get lost!
- Your partner Carl looks fishy! - Heís a normal person! Unlike you!
Bug off! And say hello to Claw for me. Bye-bye!
- Idiot! - Miss Olena..!? - Freeze!
Why are you chasing her? Debasing yourself?
You think she wants you? Dude, she sets you at naught.
Let me go!
Iíll teach you whatís what, bastard! You forgot we owe money?
I donít care a scrap.
Oh, really? Whatís about you being killed and buried? No scrap either?
No scrap!
Man, you lost your mind over this chick.
All wars happen because of that, you fool.
I hate to tell you this, but listen to me, dude!
Do you know they were smooching?
- Her and Lyamur? - Damn right! Heavily, with their tongues.
He was groping her boobs, and she wasnít even fighting back.
Sit down.
I wouldnít lie to you. Take it easy, they're all sluts.
Here, have a sip, that will help.
Chill. Címon, címon! There you are.
Hey, guys! Got screwed big time? Yeah?!
What happened?
Your new partner is a swindler, he stole your car.
- How come? - He just did it.
We blew a tire because of him. Look what I found down the road. See?
A good man, a good manÖ By the way, I told you.
Miss Alyona, I love you even though youíre a slut.
Say that again?
Dad will skin me alive for sure. Thatís all your fault.
Dad will kill me for this money. You understand that you stole peopleís money?
First, not me but us. Second, we did not steal, we borrowed it!
- Right, to pay out the debt! - What debt?
Three grand. We smashed that creepís car at the wedding.
Three grand? And what was I supposed to get out of it?
Iím a dupe, not an investor then. Did you want to take me for a ride?
Thatís not it, keep your shirt on!
You too! He wanted to fool us both!
Hell, what?
You lied to me about Alyonaís going with him, didnít you?
Oh well, I see.
You are jealous of me because I got the moves.
And whoíre you?
You are nobody, you know why? Coz' youíre a damned waste!
Enough! Thatís it. Iíll shift for myself, and you go fly a kite!
- You go first, bloody swindler! - Go to blazes!
Dontcha see what youíve done?
Dad will come tomorrow, and villagers will count the money before the service.
Can you imagine what will happen if they find the box empty?
We leftÖ the receipt.
Lord, the receipt in the box is such a damned shame.
Iíll never wash it offÖ Lord, I give up.
Holy Father,
please, letís strike a deal once againÖ
I close my eyes and count to three. Ok? I beg you!
One, two, threeÖ
Open the door!
- Whatís up, man? - Open the bloody door!
Easy there!
Open the door, damn you! Why on earth did you steal my car?
Hell no, dudes, you asked me to bring your cigarettes to Poland.
Hell what?
I was to bring your cigarettes to Poland.
Donít you remember me? Iím your partner Carl!
- Any luck? - Whereís the money?
No dice.
Hell, what? Come again?
Claw flooded the tunnel!
Bastard!
Why the devil are you blowing tires?
You piece of crap!
How am I supposed to survive in this hicksville?
Get in the car!
Ok, as you like! So you can go with him!
Stop! Stop there!
Damn it!
Do you need money?
Drive me somewhere and youíll get what you want.
Once again, if you are slow. Iím going to the customs.
Iím not turning anywhere. My job is done.
Ok, Iíll tell you the truth.
Well, I donít care.
There is no granny, no grandpa.
The dude whoís chasing me is my husband. He works as a driver for Claw.
Thatís just great! The princess made her head sing! Anything else?
He needs neither you nor me, he needs this.
- A key? - Yep.
Damned liar you areÖ Keep it up!
Listen to me!
Claw has a red bag for bribes he receives. He keeps it in one of his houses.
My husband wants to snitch this bag.
Why the hell are you lying? Is it easier for you to lie?
Hell no, listen up, please! When Claw gave up taking bribes,
my husband was forced to live off a salary.
He used to live comfortably and enjoy chicks, parties and booze.
But then no money left, so he became furious.
He often lost temper. And his wife was the closest one to snap at.
The damned bastard started beating me.
Good for him! I would do the same. Nice job!
All in all, I was pretty sick of all this stuff and ran away stealing the key.
Itís a small compensation for all his abuse.
Whereís that house?
The point is that I donít know whereís that house.
Thatís why I took you from one village to another.
Dudes, listen, thereís a single house left!
I donít believe you.
- Gimme the key. - No way!
You help me, and Iíll share it with you.
Careful or youíll break it.
So? Whereís the bag?
In the cellar.
Itís over for you, chick! Come here!
Come on!
Hands off!
On your knees! Knee down, I said!
Me? Iím divorcing you, for the record.
No problem! Letís divide our property as well.
I beg your pardon, but what are you going to do?
Get divorced. Any objections, Holy Father?
Just asking.
Then sit tight and shut up.
Youíre a darned liar. I got screwed once again.
Brawn instead of brain?
There's no other way of dealing with you, damned swindler.
You stole my dream along with that key.
Seriously? Thatís you who stole my youth, scoundrel!
Stop screaming at me, Iím sick of your hysterics!
- Boozer! - Goose!
- Manwhore! - Itís enough! Iíll shoot you up!
- Over my dead body! - No problem.
I thought he hit you.
- Whatís that sound? - Well, did you get the bag?
Here you are.
And donít you get on my nerves, dig it?
Iím away to the customs.
Why are you laying?! Get up and letís go!
Sheís coming with us.
No way.
Dzidzio, she told us the truth. That dude is her husband, he wanted to kill her.
Move on!
Am I a man or a wimp? Iím not scared.
Get up, newlyweds, we arrived.
Hey, look!
Up to the inspection pit!
- Do something! - Do something!
Stop, you wrongdoer!
I know damned everything about you.
About your bribes, your three houses,
the red bag you hide in the cellar.
You hear me? Thereíll be no relief for you on this Earth, day or night.
Come with me.
How do you know about the bag?
God is up there and sees everything!
Jeez, itís a miracle! How did you find out?
I beg you, listen to me, Father!
- Hands off! - Father, I need to confess!
I took bribes!
Wouldnít you take them if people gave them to you?
Oh, I had loads of money!
I didnít know how to spend it so I started putting it the bag.
And thatís when all the curse fell down on me.
I lost my sleep, I canít sleep at all.
I got older!
Look at me! Iím only 35.
Iím living in fear.
I have diarrhea.
Can you imagine, Iíve had the runs for a year already!
I scream with pain!
Iíve tried everything. Doctors, witches ñ nothing helps.
I remembered. Yes, I remembered!
Once a contraband smuggler was crossing the border.
He was carrying icons, not cigarettes. I made huge money that time.
But itís not right!
Sure not! Iíve got troubles since then.
But now I know what I should do.
This dirty money should go for good.
Take it, take it.
I knew you would come. I took this bag from the cellar yesterday.
Take that curse off me, Father.
Sit on your knees comfortably,
breathe in clean air through your nose and repeat after me.
- I - I
- Wonít - Wonít
- Do this anymore - Do this anymore.
Now you need to breathe in deeply.
I forgive your sins!
Sorry, whereís the toilet?
Father.
Right, thanks.
Lord, is that you?
Donít worry, I just touched it.
As agreed, I will pay you back the exact sum I borrowed.
Oh, sure, I will add some interest.
Donít be so nervous!
Youíd better ask me! God, youíre acting like a man.
Are you ready, Father? Everything ok?
The car will take you, hereís my driver.
Drive Father to the church. Heís got an important mission.
- You donít need to, Iíll go on foot. - No, no, no.
- Donít knock yourself out! - No, no. Thereís a car.
I guess we took the wrong road.
This way is faster.
I heard thereís a great artist in your neighborhood. Do you know him?
Yes.
He owes me three grand, still hasnít paid it back. Do you know where he lives?
I donít but I heard he moved to Portugal to live with his mom.
Well, Iíll get him there.
Wrath is a huge sin. You should know how to forgive.
No problem. Iíll catch him, beat him dead, bury him and afterwards forgive him.
Did you think I wouldnít recognize you, damned mongler?
Get outta her, bloody artist!
Stop. Put the bag down.
Back off.
Iíve been searching for it for quite a while.
Thatís my retirement benefits. Boss went crazy and decided to become honest.
Have I promised him to work my fingers to the bone for just a bare salary?
On your knees!
May I have the last wish?
I wanna call my mom. Please!
Ok, do it.
Donít be long, Iíve no time, hurry up!
Hello, mom?
Why have you ignored my calls for so long?
Iím nervous, I canít sleep. Iím engulfed with dreadful thoughts.
Whew, thank Heaven youíre ok.
I just thought you would shout at me
because I spent your money on a phone, a car, a suit, a microphone.
I just wanted to become a great performer - thatís my childhood dream, mom!
Please forgive me, mom!
Oh, child, forgive me for going to Portugal
and leaving you alone.
You'll never imagine what mess Iíve gotten into, Iíll never fix it.
Everything can be fixed, only time passes for good.
Only now I understood I lost the most precious thing ñ being with you.
Giving my child motherly warmth and love every single minute
...and watching you chasing your dream!
I love you so much, and I believe in you, my son!
DamnÖ the receipt!
<i>"Time is up"</i>
Forgive me.
I donít get it, how Claw let you go?
Can you beat it? They didnít find a single pack during the search.
What?!
Damn yeah, not a single pack!
Thank you, Carl!
Gimme the key to the church.
I found a nice offer for you. A VIP tour. 20 thousand dollars.
Ok. Why so cheap? Money is not an issue.
Lord, is it You?
Whatcha saying, Lord?
Are you apprising me to take some wads for promotion?...
Oh, thatís enough, thatís enough.
I would never think of that. Thank you.
TO BE CONTINUED
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