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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 what's up now? I'm building a house for mom's money.

You can't even imagine how she's eating my head off.

She checks every dime, suspects me of pigeoning her.

Every single day she reminds me that it's her, who is building the house. And what am I doing?

I'm observing the builders' work at her expense.

Well, yeah, she's investing money, but that's not quite fair.

It's 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 doesn't count.

She says that if it's her money, any idiot could build. Build what?

Boxes like all those hillbillies have? I've 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: "Find a job, earn money, give me a half of it. And then I'll register you".

I didn't get the joke. What kind of a job should I get?

Mixing cement, perhaps?

So that people will laugh at me when I'm on stage?

No way! This house has almost killed my career!

That's 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 I'll 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 can't now, I'll be late for work.

Aha, well, well, what job is it?

What do you mean ëwhat job', I'm 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 you!what are you on about, mom?

Look, soon I'll be a rich person sending you money. And guess what, I bought a car.

What car, for what money?

Don't worry, it's not yours. Well, I gotta go, see ya!

Don't! don't you hang up!

Yulik.

What the hell is that rich kid doing here?

Did you promise him the moon?

"SECURITY"

I didn't. He's just fishing for a job in our company. He wants to be security.

Is he strapped for cash?

SO, we've agreed, I pay you a hundred for both a driver and security, right?

No problem, you can take him but you'll be paying him from your own cash.

Right, ok.

You know, it's not really! it's not working out for you to come with us.

You're a liar, dude.

The budget is just scarce.

Are you a bullhead?

Why?

What are you doing?

I'm security.

Let's repeat step by step.

You're 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.

It's not cool for an artist to open the door himself.

You take the microphone and the cord, and we move on.

Dude, don't screw up, it's your first job, don't 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!

I'm sorry! Don't beat my driver, please.

So that's your clunker? Come here!

Security! Security!

Don't stretch my suit! It's Dolce&Gabbana!

Ah, Dolce&Gabbana, you say?

There's your Dolce! There's your Gabbana!

Dude, you owe me three grand!

I don't have this money!

I don't care a groat where you get the money from!

You've got three days or I'll drive you out in the woods and bury you, got it?

Three days, got it?!

Why the hell are you crying!?

Suck'urity!

Dzidzio, I don't know. I've 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, it's not Dzidzio, it's me, Yulik.

We're in a big mess. Dzidzio has been taken to the army.

How!?

He was singing at a party, that's 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! It's my house?! And it's how it looks like?!

Get up! Get up!

I said get up! Look me in the eyes! Look in mom's eyes!

Where's all my money gone?! I work hard!

You dumbhead! Which camera did you turn on?

Do you hear me?! I won't give you a penny!

That's it, I'm bankrupt!

Oh, Father, please help me!

It's only three thousand euros ñ a piece of cake for you.

Here's the deal, I unfold a sheet,

close my eyes, count to three,

and you put the money right here.

C'mon.

One, two, three.

"How to earn money by smuggling?"

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?

There's 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. You'd 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.

Don't you tell me about him, I won't lick his boots.

I heard you wanted to work in our firm. I thought about it. Well, you may.

I don't want to be suck'urity.

Not suck'urity, you'll be an investor.

What's that?

It's the best thing out there: you put money, earn and have a long purse.

And what's needed?

Look, first you need 20 thousand Hryvnias and let's roll!

Are you kidding? I don't have even that much.

What do you mean? You're not an investor then. You need to have money.

Son!

Son! I'm heading off to Kyiv urgently. For three days.

I'll be back on Sunday before the service.

Lock the church, people's money is stored there.

Well, God speed!

You see fellas, I don't know where to get the money.

Not so fast. Let's think a little what you can do.

Do you know where your dad keeps the money?

Oh no, I won't ever do that.

Dudes, I guess I'll wait here.

Suck'urity.

Where is it?

- Go bump it. - I can't.

Gimme the key.

Lord, stop swearing, please.

I understand it's not right.

But don't you see I'm in a great need. I'm not stealing, I'll give it back.

Jeez, why are you cursing me?

Why don't you believe me? What should I do to persuade you?

Why are you picking on me?

"Me"! sorry, "we". Yulik and Lyamur,

we're borrowing money from you, Lord.

We promise to pay it back with interest in three days.

Here, take a receipt from me.

We're finally done.

But Dzidzio, it's people's money.

Don't you get it? We didn't steal it but borrowed for three days.

Dzidzio! Dzidzio! That's bad, Dzidzio.

That's not right, I've changed my mind. Let's put it back.

Stop whining and moaning! Look!

For you personally, I'm starting the timer for three days. We'll pay back on Sunday.

- Do you have cigarettes? - I'm done with cigarettes.

Oh, come on! Can't you say you don't, 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?

It's written all over you. Listen, dudes, it has been shut down.

The customs is idle, no one tries. You won't cut it.

Don't listen to that crone.

A wiseass reporting from noplaceville on all that customs stuff?

Laugh all you want.

And I'll laugh if you come round the notorious Claw.

Gee, never heard of him?

Not in the know? There's 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-knock' and sends you to an inspection pit.

Stop scaring me! I'll do anything I want with my stuff. Or I may fix him up.

Huh. Fix him up. He doesn't 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!

What's the problem, dude?

What's 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 he's never been checked.

Maybe that's because your dad is a priest?

Can I, can I?

No, you can't.

See how the uniform works? Thank you, Lordy.

QUEEN

Hands off my flower!

What are you doing, chump?

We're 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.

I'll 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, it's that jerk.

Who?

- Well, we owe him! - Let's get outta here!

Alyona! Stop!

That's it, I'll bury you for sure!

- So who was that dude? - Well, he!

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.

I'll pee on the seat then.

Don't you dare! Don't you even dare!

If you drip a single splash I'll 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 can't hear you, speak louder!

What the hell are you doing?

Whatever I want! None of your business! Show him our spinning reel, Yulik.

I'll shove this finger up your ass, dude.

Buzz off, you old fart!

Break-break!

- Operation "Mess-up"! - Roger!

C'mon! Move faster!

Gotcha, honeys! Try some carbide!

Damn, it's over for us!

Come on! Don't stop!

Face down, all of you!

Hi! I'm 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 car!

I'm so happy to meet you!

Let me kiss you.

- You can't! - Why not?

Hey, cutie, turn around.

Why were fishermen beating you?

They're godless Satanists.

Went crazy in broad daylight.

I see!

Yulik. Father Yulik, how about driving on a front seat?

- Nope, thanks. - Let's change.

- No, we'd better not. - Why, c'mon!

- I'm ok here. - Come on! - I said no.

It's too crowded.

Where're you heading?

We're on God's assignment. Pardon, where should we drop you at?

At my granny's place in the nearest village. Will you give me a ride?

Once again, we're busy, we have no time, sorry.

Dude, let's give her a ride, okay?

Please! Aren't you holy fathers?

Arkadyich! you alive?

Hey farts, any red "Passat" 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.

Don't you do that! Bless you.

She left her backpack. I'll give it back.

Don't! Stop, Yulik!

Don't you see, this chick is nothing but problems!

Stay seated, Yulik!

I'll cut your balls off, wankers.

Jeez, I've starved to death.

PIDTEMNE "A feast on your table"

Lord, here's 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. Let's go.

Go where?

To the house. I'll feed you, you might be hungry.

It's good for digestion, you know?

Yeah!

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?

- What's wrong? - Shouldn't it be "Memory Eternal"?

That's for old-timers, I sing the new way. Stay out!

Many Years! Many Years!

Hell, what are you doing?

- I brought your backpack! - Thanks! Let's get out of here.

Wait, I'm not caking. I'm rich, I'm an investor.

I'll have wads of money soon. I can tell your grandma about us if you wish.

Naah, let's get out of here!

For health!

For salvation!

Many Years!

Volume down, Father. He's 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 didn't 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 I'll 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 you'll 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!

You're a stupid fool! Get that scoundrel!

Stop! Stop!

My mom's calling.

Stop, you!

- Let's drive! - But we can't go without Dzidzio!

Damn, where is he?

For sure, he's 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 won't leave a poor lady alone in the field, will you?

Oh, you poor little lamb. We'll fall asleep and you rob us blind.

Shove off! Damned swindler!

Oh really? Look who's talking! You think I'm a bumbling idiot?

You're no more a priest than I am... an African queen!

So what?

Nothing! You either drive me to grandpa or they'll meet you at the border.

Trying to scare donkey with a carrot? Hahaha! Don't 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, I'm not really in the know.

People say someone cursed him of something.

Are you nuts? What are you telling about?

It's not me, people are telling.

They say he doesn't sleep at night and hunts those!

how to say!

contraband smugglers...

Yeah, right. Contraband smugglers.

They say he's a werewolf now.

We arrived.

- Where? - At your place.

Which place? We're not there yet.

Grandpa's house is up there. We need to drive a bit more.

You go on foot, princess ñ your crown will be safe.

- I'll lead you. - Don't dare!

Give me five minutes, I'll pay a quick visit to my grandpa, and then we drive further.

Listen, gal.

I'm 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 and!

Just go, damn you.

Showed up like a bad penny.

- Well, machos. - Well, what?

She knows everything about us. She's pressuring me, threatening me with Claw.

So she knows we're not priests?

Don't dare getting out! Where're 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? - That's 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.

Let's drink to you and the newborn.

We don't drink alcohol, actually. But we can take a sip on such a great day.

- Hands off! - Why? - Who will drive?

Cheers!

Oh, ladies' 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?

I'd beat the hell out of you! You are lucky you were born a chick.

Vulcanization

Vulcanization

Cool wheels, Father. A contraband legend.

If you only knew how many cigarettes I brought to Poland in this car.

Till Claw impounded it.

Who's 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?

You're long-nosed.

I have a tunnel under the river.

You're a gambler, Father. I don't get the joke.

Royal flush. 100 blocks in one go.

Wanna hit the jackpot?

So what? I'm strapped for cash.

Who's not?

It's 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.

Well! That sounds ok.

- Deal? - Deal!

I'm Carl.

Get outta the car!

Meet Carl, he's my partner!

Gimme some time and I'll fix everything. Go to my office.

There's some coffee, tea and sugar on the shelf. Serve yourselves.

C'mon, let's go.

Yulik, Lyamur, you go first! Move on!

Hey! Are you crazy? He's fooling you!

Get lost!

- Your partner Carl looks fishy! - He's 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!

I'll teach you what's what, bastard! You forgot we owe money?

I don't care a scrap.

Oh, really? What's 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 wasn't even fighting back.

Sit down.

I wouldn't lie to you. Take it easy, they're all sluts.

Here, have a sip, that will help.

Chill. C'mon, c'mon! 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 man! By the way, I told you.

Miss Alyona, I love you even though you're a slut.

Say that again?

Dad will skin me alive for sure. That's all your fault.

Dad will kill me for this money. You understand that you stole people's 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 creep's car at the wedding.

Three grand? And what was I supposed to get out of it?

I'm a dupe, not an investor then. Did you want to take me for a ride?

That's not it, keep your shirt on!

You too! He wanted to fool us both!

Hell, what?

You lied to me about Alyona's going with him, didn't you?

Oh well, I see.

You are jealous of me because I got the moves.

And who're you?

You are nobody, you know why? Coz' you're a damned waste!

Enough! That's it. I'll shift for myself, and you go fly a kite!

- You go first, bloody swindler! - Go to blazes!

Dontcha see what you've 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 left! the receipt.

Lord, the receipt in the box is such a damned shame.

I'll never wash it off! Lord, I give up.

Holy Father,

please, let's strike a deal once again!

I close my eyes and count to three. Ok? I beg you!

One, two, three!

Open the door!

- What's 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.

Don't you remember me? I'm your partner Carl!

- Any luck? - Where's 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 you'll get what you want.

Once again, if you are slow. I'm going to the customs.

I'm not turning anywhere. My job is done.

Ok, I'll tell you the truth.

Well, I don't care.

There is no granny, no grandpa.

The dude who's chasing me is my husband. He works as a driver for Claw.

That's 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 are! 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.

It's a small compensation for all his abuse.

Where's that house?

The point is that I don't know where's that house.

That's why I took you from one village to another.

Dudes, listen, there's a single house left!

I don't believe you.

- Gimme the key. - No way!

You help me, and I'll share it with you.

Careful or you'll break it.

So? Where's the bag?

In the cellar.

It's over for you, chick! Come here!

Come on!

Hands off!

On your knees! Knee down, I said!

Me? I'm divorcing you, for the record.

No problem! Let's 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.

You're 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? That's you who stole my youth, scoundrel!

Stop screaming at me, I'm sick of your hysterics!

- Boozer! - Goose!

- Manwhore! - It's enough! I'll shoot you up!

- Over my dead body! - No problem.

I thought he hit you.

- What's that sound? - Well, did you get the bag?

Here you are.

And don't you get on my nerves, dig it?

I'm away to the customs.

Why are you laying?! Get up and let's go!

She's 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? I'm 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? There'll 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, it's a miracle! How did you find out?

I beg you, listen to me, Father!

- Hands off! - Father, I need to confess!

I took bribes!

Wouldn't you take them if people gave them to you?

Oh, I had loads of money!

I didn't know how to spend it so I started putting it the bag.

And that's when all the curse fell down on me.

I lost my sleep, I can't sleep at all.

I got older!

Look at me! I'm only 35.

I'm living in fear.

I have diarrhea.

Can you imagine, I've had the runs for a year already!

I scream with pain!

I've 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 it's not right!

Sure not! I've 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

- Won't - Won't

- Do this anymore - Do this anymore.

Now you need to breathe in deeply.

I forgive your sins!

Sorry, where's the toilet?

Father.

Right, thanks.

Lord, is that you?

Don't worry, I just touched it.

As agreed, I will pay you back the exact sum I borrowed.

Oh, sure, I will add some interest.

Don't be so nervous!

You'd better ask me! God, you're acting like a man.

Are you ready, Father? Everything ok?

The car will take you, here's my driver.

Drive Father to the church. He's got an important mission.

- You don't need to, I'll go on foot. - No, no, no.

- Don't knock yourself out! - No, no. There's a car.

I guess we took the wrong road.

This way is faster.

I heard there's a great artist in your neighborhood. Do you know him?

Yes.

He owes me three grand, still hasn't paid it back. Do you know where he lives?

I don't but I heard he moved to Portugal to live with his mom.

Well, I'll get him there.

Wrath is a huge sin. You should know how to forgive.

No problem. I'll catch him, beat him dead, bury him and afterwards forgive him.

Did you think I wouldn't recognize you, damned mongler?

Get outta her, bloody artist!

Stop. Put the bag down.

Back off.

I've been searching for it for quite a while.

That's 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.

Don't be long, I've no time, hurry up!

Hello, mom?

Why have you ignored my calls for so long?

I'm nervous, I can't sleep. I'm engulfed with dreadful thoughts.

Whew, thank Heaven you're 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 - that's 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 I've gotten into, I'll 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!

Damn! the receipt!

"Time is up"

Forgive me.

I don't get it, how Claw let you go?

Can you beat it? They didn't 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, that's enough, that's enough.

I would never think of that. Thank you.

TO BE CONTINUED