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Bozka!

What's the time?

About half past three.

What's up?

A BAGFUL OF FLEAS

What's going on here this time?

Girls, a warden!

Ms. comrade, boys threw a stone inside. Surely, they're the same as last time.

Do you know them? - No, not at all.

Look at that stain on the ceiling.

Last time they threw an addled egg inside.

Well, girls, we'll get those boys. But it can wait awhile.

Now, let me introduce a new inmate. Her name is Eva Galova.

Hush!

Well, the other rooms are full. She'll stay here.

Please, accept her the same way as you'd like to be accepted.

I missed your name. - Eva Galova.

Just a rookie!

The fun is over!

Uh, look where I've got to?

Newbie! Newbie!

Hmm, really a warm welcome.

Newbie! Newbie! Newbie!

Hush! Hubble-bubble.

Girls, leave her alone.

She's a nut.

Newbies arrived! Unwanted anywhere.

Gosh, who was rummaging in my things?

Yay, who is this? - You rather beware of me!

Wow, photo albums are there too.

To whom are you writing? - Actor Triska. - You already wrote to him. - So what?

Hey, do you have a photo of Triska?

Don't talk to a stupid newbie. - Well, I'm gonna escape anyway.

Don't stare at me!

In our garden... in our garden roses blossomed.

FATAL BOAT Ahh, self-education. Hmm!

Oh, such a fatso.

Yeah, one more bite, you breaded string. C'mon!

Are you languid? Or what?

Hey girls, has anybody watered the flowers today?

We share the same wardrobe. Keep it tidy! - Oh, bad luck on people again.

Boys!

Gee, they go crazy for guys.

Girls, they're too young.

They're just little tots.

If only they were dark-haired.

Girls, attention please!

Don't lean and talk out of the windows!

It's not nice.

And it's not fitting for you.

It pertains mainly to rooms No. 25-26. - Hey girls, the postman is coming!

Hooray! Hooray!

Come with us!

Only the Salvation Army could write to me.

Well, I don't have anyone.

Actually, I don't even know anyone.

Obviously, they were born for each other.

Yeah.

Wow, they're twins.

They're not! Why do they wear the same shirts then?

Such a funny ass-shaking!

This Ms. Shaking Ass will suck my blood.

Damn, cakes!

These chicks are strange.

What's the point? Girl dancing with a girl.

Oh my God of Thunder!

Gosh and damn, what's that?

Am I not right?

Ahh, Ms. Shaking Ass is coming.

And-here's-Milada's-glistening-nose.

And-hey-Jana!

What-gestures-are-you- making-with-your-hands?

And...

and-Lida...

drinks-so-well-from-a-cup.

And-Bozka...

puts-down-her-spoon-onto-a-plate.

They completely ignore me.

And-Mana...

and-Mana...

they-are-two-Manas.

I'm gonna escape anyway!

Hey girls, what's on TV today? - ADDRESSEE UNKNOWN, a French movie.

I wanted to ask about a certain movie title. I can't recall it.

It was about a lady who was sunbathing on a tower.

Her clothes dropped, a guy brought them. He worked in a tunnel, had a small boy.

You know, she fell in love with him.

I haven't seen such a movie.

Maybe you have. He got buried in a tunnel.

More people got buried? - Only him.

He was rescued then.

There was also a wacko in a pub who got drunk and his horse ran away.

It was a Czech movie? - Yeah, screened recently.

But there were no horses.

Of course there were. There's a scene with guys arriving at a pub and getting drunk.

Ah, I know already.

And the guy had a son who visited him, without his mom being aware of it.

No, he'd got a note in the pupil's book, dad signed it, cuz mom refused to do so.

Ah, so! - So the boy visited his dad.

Previously, dad wrote home he's among the best workers.

But as they got drunk, they failed to go to work.

So on the board of fame they were mentioned as absentees.

And boy saw it there.

And dad just got buried in a tunnel, didn't he?

Then the boy crawled into the tunnel to find him. And...

He wasn't buried. - Yes, he was. A stone fell on him. You're wrong!

Oh, right! But he was rescued. What was the title?

Hey Eva, it's a pity you missed Walpurgis Night, celebrated on April 30.

It's great!

All the hills had bonfires.

Bullshit! It rained. You rather missed Matuska's gig. Something far better!

Aw, he quit on us. Gig canceled due to his nervous breakdown! It's like me yda.

And you all ran there. Lucky me I didn't buy a ticket.

Well, we didn't run to see him, but his full beard.

Hey girls!

Alena has got leave to the cinema again.

It's such an injustice!

She just sings in a Dramatic Club and gets all the privileges.

It's really not fair.

Is it her merit that she can sing?

Within a year, I'll come back.

I'll be back again.

Such an injustice!

In a Sewing Club, we never get leave. And she's free to do anything.

Here you're gonna to be annoyed permanently.

So many clubs! Sewing Club, Dramatic Club, Cooking Club, Sports Club.

Clubs "free" to choose, but attendance compulsory.

I know, the same old story.

Summer is near the end.

Migratory birds fly far away.

It's time to say goodbye.

I know, how you feel.

As eternity's desire,

the clouds sail the sky.

I'll get back to you, my Love.

Fuck them all! We aren't little girls.

Do you have a boyfriend? - What?

Girls, what do they mean, an "individual"? - Similar meaning to an "asshole".

Well, teachers use it this way all the time.

Yep, I know an "individual" who failed an exam.

Just sing a song of mine!

Within a year, I'll come back.

Goodbye!

Hey, let me curl your hair.

Keep everyone at a distance! Otherwise, you'll get fucked up.

Get ready! � Attention! � Now!

Jump! C'mon! Coward! - Call yourself a coward.

I'm not afraid, but you are.

C'mon!

I'm not afraid.

So, jump!

Oho!

She jumped!

Go on, jump once more!

Such a nutcase! She fears to jump, yet wants to be a parachutist. Like a fool!

That's why she's practicing.

It makes no sense whatsoever!

If my dad didn't send me here, I'd do something else instead � something I like.

And what do you like?

What I'd like to do? I'd like to study.

I mean, at a military school. Otherwise, I'm tired of studying.

Jeez, that's great! I wanted the same.

Oh girls, I also aspired to that.

Just imagine!

I even spoke to a high ranking officer. He had three stars on his epaulets.

And he said to me...

he described what it looks like in the army.

And, girls, it's terrible!

Oh, Jeez!

You have to crawl on the ground.

In the mud too.

You've to crawl.

Or to do handstands. They've to stand upright for 8 hours.

You put it, as if they'd stand on their hands.

Of course, it means to be on guards. "To do handstands" is military lingo.

It's called "handstands".

He also described what it looks like in a female unit.

Jeez! It's even worse than in the male section.

And just imagine!

He said, they have...

also 8 hours as males.

And then 2 hours they have to stand... in the second... What's it called?

It's bullshit!

I swear! He told me so.

Bullshit! - Just go ask him yourself.

Just go! - Is he local? - Of course.

I'm only telling the truth.

You and the army? It's ridiculous!

Do you believe them? They're bullshitting you.

You'd have a hard time in the army.

Holy Jeez!

Why shouldn't we join the army?

They're waiting just for you, snotty spoiled kids. You're so naive!

Bozka, give me that flowerpot.

You've no discernment. - Bozka, it's my flower.

Pffh, when I was 10, I was at home in a real war.

Bozka, it's my flower. - Give me a break!

Hey, let her speak.

Once we fought with my bro and we fell into a wardrobe... you know...

Don't laugh and speak clearly. - We fought and fell there... what a mess.

And what's the point?

So, how can you dare speak about joining the army? You've haven't a clue.

As soon as you'd have to obey the orders of some guy, you'd freak out.

Yeah, you know everything!

Bozka, I want that flower too.

When it comes to watering flowers, you don't care. So, give me a break already!

Girls, a warden!

What are they doing?

What's all this uproar?

Can't you, girls, finally get a little discipline?

What a mess here!

When did you last clean up?

Milada, are you crying?

Milada!

What's wrong with her?

What's wrong?

Ms. comrade, Mana told Milada there's no God, Milada hit her and now she cries.

That's not true! I said, God is a mist.

Yeah.

Parents require us to go to church and in school we hear there's no God. Strange!

And based on this, I wasn't accepted at high school. It sucks!

It's because you're so stupid.

So, how is it then?

Well... well...

What's the solution, Ms. comrade?

Girls, now it's too late to solve this.

It can wait.

Now, try to sleep. I'll inform Madame comrade leader.

We'll organize a lecture.

Everything okay?

So I'll turn it off.

Good night!

Another damn lecture ahead!

Is the issue clear to you? - No, but a lecture won't help.

Shut up then!

She's right! Always some lecture, but we've still no clue about anything.

Actually, the last one was great.

Many girls attended.

It was a lecture by a gynaecologist about love and the age of adolescence.

What was it about?

F.e. there was a question what a girl should do while kissing.

To close her eyes, etc.

And?

Go on!

Hey, I also heard a tidbit. - What?

One girl asked there, if she ought to do it now or later.

You're kidding! - Really? - So, when?

The advice was "now".

I don't believe a female doctor would say that.

It isn't true! The doctor said there's no rush. It's okay to be 20 or even 30.

Then you're an old maid already.

Yep, truly an old maid.

Obviously!

No way!

What else was discussed in that lecture?

Go on, girls! I wasn't there.

How come you missed it?

Hey girls, I'd eat some tidbit.

Oh, me too!

Anyone want some bread?

Pffh, bread! I'd eat meat and not bread.

I'd have a steak.

Well, even chocolate wouldn't hurt.

Jeez, girls, but we're so stupid!

Alena's got a package today!

Girls, get up!

It's time. Wake up!

C'mon! Get up!

You too!

You too!

Get up! You too! You too!

Alena! Lida! Get up! Hurry up for breakfast.

Girls, hurry up!

Get up!

Breakfast!

Get up! Get up!

Girls, get up!

Bozka, get up!

I am.

Get up! Jana!

Get up! Get up! Quickly!

Get up!

Hurry up, girls! Quick! Quick!

Where's Jana?

How come she didn't sleep in her bed?

If it happens once again, one of you'll move to the next room.

The other girls read a book till late at night.

Ms. comrade, they read aloud about a mortuary to make us scared.

Get up! Get up! Get up!

Hurry up! Hurry up! Bozka!

Get up! Get up!

Bozka, get up! It's morning.

Get up, girls! Get up!

What have you done at night that you don't want to get up?

Hurry up!

Move on!

You still look like my grandpa.

Gosh! Where are my shoes?

Who the hell ate up my package?

Cholera!

Can you explain to me, Jana, why did you do that?

Poor thing! Has she lost all her courage now?

Thus this case can't be solved, Jana!

Don't fool around and speak. - Don't be afraid!

Madame comrade, it's totally unfair. Is there any justice that she can sing?

She just sings something and immediately gets a leave permit.

Those who can sing, always get personal leave.

Of course! So what?

Jana, do you really think to steal her package is the solution?

Well, she can also experience some injustice.

Don't shout here!

This isn't the place to raise your voice, Jana!

So, Jana, listen to me.

So many diplomas.

Moreover, you involved a new inmate.

She wasn't involved! She just happened to witness it without having a clue.

Oh, this Jana isn't a bad girl at all.

It seems to me the issue of justice isn't very clear to you.

Has this Ms. Snooping Around lost a corn from her feet?

So, to give you enough time to reflect upon the whole subject matter...

don't ask for extended bedtime this week.

Cholera!

There's still a lot of work ahead,

any troubles can't stop us.

There's...

Hi, Eva!

...no reason to be afraid of work. Well begun is half done, after all!

Hi!

There's still a lot of work ahead,

no time...

Oh, my poor fellow girl.

Well,

now you'll give me some training.

Truly a skilful girl. Even Mr. foreman says you earn a lot.

Just tell her! How much do you earn? - Approximately 1400.

...everyone should add a hand.

Then all the grouching faces will start to smile

and all our hopes will be fulfilled.

Let's sweep out poverty to the world's junkyard.

Now, watch me carefully!

Up into the loop, thread through, into the ring and attach it.

Well, "attach it". - It's easy. Just try! Pause it.

Where it has the end? - Here. Grab it! And up into the loop.

Ow, it burns! - Bullshit.

Where now? - Into the ring, I said.

Not this way!

Like this! - Oh, her hands only get in the way.

Take it!

Now?... Uhh! - Jeez, you're such a dodo!

Yes! Like this. Grab it! And put it into that ring.

Not this way. Yep. Like this! Yep.

Bla-bla-bla all the time. She's so irritated. But what shall I do?

- Put it there. - Where? - Attach it up! But don't hold it so long. - Well...

Oh, pass it to me. Like this! - Uhh!

Not a big deal!

Try it once more. - I'll never learn how to do it. - Don't worry.

And what about the foreman? - He's okay. Soon after he scolds you, he smiles again.

Now, slowly...

Oh, there's a thread.

Well... Oh, here.

Now, into the ring...

It burns!

And now?... Ah, so! Here.

Hey, I'll be right back.

No! I still need your help, Jana! - Bye.

Up into... c'mon... damn!

Jana! C'mon!

Alone, I'm clueless... ah, so!

Ah, so! Now, I'll attach it. Like this! Jeez, the foreman!

Damn, where's Jana?

Jana, what are you doing?

A one, a two, a three, a four.

A one, a two, a three, a four.

A one, a two, a three, a four.

A one, a two, a three, a four. - As on stupids' backyard!

Well, but it's good for your lungs.

And for your waistline too.

Let's exercise! - Here we go!

A one, a two, a three, a four. A two, a two, a three, a four.

A three, a two, a three, a four. Elbows back! Properly!

A five, a two, a three, a four. A six, a two, a three, a four.

Now, let's run!

Blue sky above our heads,

white clouds pass across it.

We'll wake up all the meadows and woods

by our little song.

Girls, wait for me! I've lost my shoes.

C'mon!

I'm still looking for my shoes.

Jana! C'mon! Jana! We're leaving! C'mon!

Wait!

We're leaving!

Girls, what are you doing?

Ask her!

Ah, silly girl is carving a heart again.

There aren't any strawberries. - C'mon, I just found some.

Let's go and pick cherries.

Okay, let's go.

Wow, Madame comrade, this I want. Cut it out for me!

Jana!

Hey, Jana!

Oh, Madame comrade, I beg your pardon! I thought it was my auntie.

Okay, then.

Now join us.

This fabric I really like. It'd fit me. But from this, I'd only make a curtain.

Ah so!

Jana, I see you.

Poor fellow!

No chance! Of course. Damn!

Madame comrade, now is my turn.

What's the problem? - The length.

Wait.

Slowly.

Turn slowly.

Okay. But pull down your pants.

Otherwise, I can't measure it.

Jeez, what is she sewing? It's totally old-fashioned.

Leave her alone! She's sewing a parachute.

Ah so, she's that skydiver.

Damn, tighten it more.

Where should I do it? It's tight enough already.

Well, maybe only here a bit.

Yep, give it a bloomers shape.

Maybe it could be 1 cm tighter here.

Is it done? - Yep, wait a minute.

Hey, I saw in a French Fashion shop such a gorgeous hat with a huge bow in front

and with a face veil.

Is it okay this way? Or slightly bigger?

What do you think?

Look in the mirror.

I feel like I'm torn apart.

Initially, I had hardly any dresses. Now, I've too many.

I've nothing too.

Hey, are you going to a party on Saturday?

Ms. comrades, today I'd like to talk about the countries of Northern Europe,

so-called Scandinavian states.

Namely, Finland, Norway, Sweden and Denmark.

Our Czechoslovakian Socialist Republic

has wide business relationships with those countries.

I, myself personally, had the opportunity to visit Finland and Norway last year.

Let me first mention a few notes about Finland and Norway.

We flew the route Prague-Berlin- Copenhagen-Stockholm-Helsinki.

As you can see on the map, Finland is a very diverse country.

There are a lot of lakes.

In total, 65,000.

If I don't get any leave, I'll freak out.

RED PHANTOM

Why do you attend if you don't care?

Because it's compulsory. - Ah, so!

Do you also attend just because it's compulsory?

No, I enjoy it. Last year I was in France

and this year I'm going to the city of Breclav.

Okay, then.

Jana, why do you lie?

Who cares? And it's half-true.

Yep.

So, Girls!

If you're so much into the Wild West, we'll learn about it now.

Arizona.

Denver.

Wild Bill, Billy the Kid and Cheyenne people lived there. - Hooray!

It sucks! Such great weather and one is locked indoors.

Today it's a real scorcher.

And as much fun as a morgue.

But I still prefer Westerns. They're less scary than crime fiction.

Aren't there many gunfights and killings too?

Well, but everyone is either instantly dead, or merely scratched by the bullet.

Do you know what are the most horrible torments?

To be in arrears with one's work. - You asshole, I'm asking you seriously.

Give me an answer! - You tell me!

To be tied to a chair, encircled by long detonating cord attached to the dynamite.

And to be told that it'll explode after an hour.

Here's a book from the comrade from Geography Club. - What's that?

Hand it over!

Jeez, FLAGS ON TOWERS.

Actually, it's not that bad. I read it already.

It's about colonists with a happy end. He'll marry her ultimately.

Who's the author? - I don't care. If it'd be idiotic, I'd have to call him an idiot.

But, thus you can't avoid stumbling upon him twice.

I'm pulling out my colts which are damn low!

Step off my bed with your dirty feet.

Didn't you earth-worm notice that Billy the Kid is galloping across the prairie?

Ha-ha-ha.

Girls, I'm so pissed off.

Wow, she's smoking.

Who'll light my peace-pipe?

A peace-pipe? - I've matches.

Girls, now you're getting into trouble. - If you snitch on us, then it's for sure.

You'll share it, huh?

Pull, ox, if you didn't want to study!

Hurry up!

No smoking! You've to save your lungs for your singing performances.

C'mon, girls!

You've to pull the smoke deep inside.

Try once more! But as I've said.

Well, she'll suffocate.

Pull the smoke! Yep.

Look, girls, what we've got!

Get lost!

Attention! Attention!

Jeez, she cries.

Attention!

Gosh!

What's this uproar?

Stub it out!

Don't you hear me?

Stub it out immediately!

Damn!

Sure, after girls from rooms No. 41, 42, 43 and 45 stop smoking, I'll stop too.

What's the big deal?

Don't be rude!

Well... - The fun is over!

Whoa!

Poor fellow!

Where? - Where are you going? - Away.

When will you be back? - I've no idea.

Don't be silly. - So what? I'm already in trouble. Nothing worse can happen.

Damn!

I can't leave all the time like those privileged ones.

She's getting into big trouble.

Comrades, we've gathered here to discuss a very serious issue.

We are concerned with Ms. comrade here.

She's guilty of perpetually interrupting our work-flow.

She's rude in the workplace.

She talks back to the foreman. Her discipline is poor.

She's a notorious absentee. We're at a loss what to do.

The purpose of this gathering is to solve this issue.

So, comrades,

I don't wish any harm to Jana,

she's a very skilful girl and in sum her work results are satisfactory,

but

as far as her recent pranks are concerned, I'm also clueless what to do.

She's unreliable, she became an absentee.

She bums around,

leaving machines.

Despite me already...

trying to spot her hiding places,

unsuccessfully so far...

I was in a washroom, she wasn't there.

I didn't find her in the toilet either.

I'm clueless. - Oh, whose hat is it?

Only...

well...

I tried to ask several colleagues about her possible hiding places...

no results.

Just tell me, Jana!

Don't you need money? What's your income?

You'll be penniless.

How will you pay for all your finery?

Jana, be reasonable! You can see, we do care about you.

Come to your senses and finally tell us, why do you work so badly?

You can't be so reckless. In our position, you'd act the same.

Don't be afraid of us. We won't rip your head off.

Unfortunately, I've to mention

that also Jana's behavior in the dormitory isn't appropriate lately.

Not only is she rude, wild, speaks back...

today she's silent instead of speaking up...

but

she was even caught smoking.

And recently she partook in the theft of her friend's package.

It was eaten up.

Jana was popular in the collective dormitory � girls cherished her company.

But lately...

she still holds a leading role, leading the other girls down a slippery slope.

Jana, tell us! Do you lack something?

Are you worried about anything?

Just tell us!

Why don't you come to confide in us?

So, Jana!

You've to make your choice.

Will you work properly, or not?

We are all waiting for your reply.

Jana!

Make a promise!

Speak up, Madame comrade!

What a fuss about it! She'll either promise to work properly, or she can go.

Am I not right?

Comrades, we've heard the proposal to dismiss Jana from employment.

I'm suspicious about it. I guess, it isn't in Jana's interest and in ours either.

If she'll just moves to another factory, she'll carry on her wrong attitude.

I'm convinced our foremost task is to educate young people.

And here we've an opportunity...

to give this girl an opportunity.

Eva!

You worked with her. Can you make your point?

Me? Why me?

C'mon! My lips are sealed.

I'm waiting.

Do you think, I've fallen from the sky? C'mon!

I see it's pointless.

Again only silence! You wrongly think, you're doing her a favor.

Comrades, I suggest

to put her on a probation for one more month.

In case of no improvement,

we'll transfer her to a lower paid post. It'll serve as the best punishment.

Speak up, Madame comrade!

Comrades, I think Jana isn't such a bad girl

to get such a stern punishment

of reduced salary.

I suggest to put her into a good collective

and train her to achieve the proper standards.

And I even think, you can join our collective.

We'll take patronage over you and you'll greatly benefit from it.

The fun is over!

Comrades, who agrees with our resolution, please raise your hand.

Thank you! This is the end.

So, and it's finally over.

Well, have they gone crazy? Or what?

They expect, I'll tell them she hides in the depot, instead of working. No way!

When a guy's leaving for military service, his girl has to say goodbye.

Why is she crying?

Gosh, she'll confess everything.

Obviously!

Damn! I can't believe it.

It's worse than guarding a bagful of fleas.

Within a year, I'll come back.

I'll be back again.

Even if we'd be divided by seven seas.

Just sing a song of mine!

Within a year, I'll come back.

Goodbye!

Summer is near its end.

Migratory birds fly far away.

It's time to say goodbye.

I know, how you feel.

Smile at me!

Wish me a favorable breeze!

And I'll get back to you, my Love.

Within a year, I'll come back.

I'll be back again.

Even if we'd be divided by seven seas.

Just sing a song of mine!

Within a year, I'll come back.

Goodbye!

Within a year, I'll come back. Goodbye! - So, Eva, how's it here? - Not that bad.

But we'll hardly ever keep such a cool secret again.

Goodbye!