Original subtitles

Russian State Committee for Cinematography

You're taking off a gown Turning away from me

And I see ugly scars On your velvety skin

This makes me want to cry Or seek oblivion

What happened to your wings I loved so dearly?

What happened to your wings I loved so dearly?

What happened to your wings I loved so dearly?

- What's that song? - Cut!

Cut! Who let that creep in here?

Spongers!

Throw him the hell out of here.

What are we paying you for?!

Schultz!

SERGEI BODROV

- Your name? - Bagrov...

Danila... Born in 1975. 22, Station Street.

Where do you work?

I just came back from the military service.

- Where did you serve? - In the army.

- You want to work for us? - No.

You broke their security guy's arm. And you nearly took his eye out.

If you'd been drunk, I'd have arrested you.

Get outta here.

If you don't get a job within a week, I'll put you on probation.

VIKTOR SUKHORUKOV

Did I really break his arm?

No. You only dislocated it.

And what about that guy who was screaming? Who was he?

The director.

And what was that song?

"Wings" by Nautilus.

SVETLANA PISMICHENKO

Sergei Bagrov. Born in 1942...

Repeat convictions for burglary...

He was killed in a prison camp in 1982.

He was my classmate.

YURI KUZNETSOV

Do you have "Wings" by Nautilus? The CD?

What do you want? Get out of here, or I'll call the police.

VYACHESLAV BUTUSOV

You could at least chop wood instead of sticking your neck out.

You would have been better in the army.

Here they'll probably kill you, idiot.

You are always playing with this machine of yours.

You'll croak in prison like your good-for-nothing father.

The only hope I have...

is my little Viktor.

He's a big shot there, in Leningrad.

Here...

Just look at these.

So little. How cute all of you were... Just look at the pictures.

- I've seen them. - Take another look.

There... You'd better go visit your brother in Leningrad.

I'll die soon. And he was like a father to you.

You are related by blood. He is the closest person you've got.

My little Viktor.

BROTHER

If you haven't seen Moscow, you haven't seen much.

The Chechen was released. We need to take him out.

He grabbed the whole market.

He claims it belonged to him. He's collecting our protection money.

At the meet we agreed to go peaceful. Our people don't want a war.

But he is too close to Paramon.

I am sick and tired of the Chechen.

To cut it short, I'll pay you 15K.

You know me. My prices are fair.

15K is good money, of course.

But with the Chechen...

I'll be risking my neck.

- How much? - 20K...

And ten of those upfront.

You get a week to prepare.

I want two weeks.

The Tatar's getting out of line.

He wanted too much money upfront.

You hang out at the market day and night. But stay out of his sight.

Bite off more than you can chew and you wind up in the zoo.

We're baking in the dandelion sun

The swell earth is revolving beneath us

It's much bigger than my head

There's room for you and me in it

We're lying on a slope

Upside down on a slope

People on the hill are yelling crazy

At the one sitting on the top of the hill

- Do you have "Wings" by Nautilus? - No. It is sold out too quickly.

Come over some time later. We should get another shipment.

- Have you got anything else? - Of course.

Here's "Titanic on the Fontanka" with Grebenschikov.

And this is "10 Years Report".

Their best songs covered by friends.

How much is that?

This one's 75,800. The other one's 78,000.

Sometimes I feel like rising to my feet,

Taking you in my arms like a baby

And plunging down from the top of the hill

Wouldn't it be best for you and for me?

But we're lying on a slope

And I think that nothing really matters

The people on the top of the hill are yelling crazy

And they get themselves killed falling down from the top

Well, what are you selling, drunks?

You got watches?

Well, my cut's fifty now.

You pay, fucking worm.

What do you think? You pay your taxes.

- But I still haven't... - I'm confiscating the goods.

- But I haven't sold anything yet. - I said I'm confiscating the goods.

But, sonny, I haven't sold anything yet.

- Nothing sold! - I don't care. I'm confiscating it!

The city is a frightening force.

And the bigger the city is, the stronger it is... It sucks you in.

Only the strongest people can climb out.

And even so...

LUTHERAN CEMETERY

- What's your name? - Hoffman.

- What are you, a Jew? - I'm German.

I'm not a big fan of the Jews.

- And the Germans? - The Germans? They're okay.

- What's the difference? - Why are you badgering me about it?

- Where are you taking me? - To my homeland.

My ancestors rest here.

Sit down.

Well...

- Here. - Hold on.

- What is it? - I brought a present for my brother.

I guess he won't get it anyway.

Give me some of that...

Hey, girl...

What's your name?

Your tickets, please.

- No tickets. - Tickets, please.

- No tickets. - Your tickets, please.

Listen, you Russian or what?

I'm telling you: no tickets.

- Then pay the fine, please. - What fine?

I'm handicapped.

You pay the fine or show me your tickets.

Sit down.

Take the load off your feet. Sit down.

If you haven't got tickets, then you have to pay the fine.

Don't you understand or something?

Get out of here.

Pay the fine.

Don't kill me, brother!

The money, take it all...

Don't kill me, brother!

- Here. - You're not my brother.

You are a black ass worm.

- How much is the fine? - Seven.

Run!

Could you tell us how to find "Nora" nightclub?

Yes, you know, the "Nora" Nightclub. Somewhere around here?

Do you speak English? English? "Nora"? "Nora"?

Hey, you guys...

It's not "Nora". Nara!

Did you get it?

You know, if you want to get there you've got to...

Straight ahead. - Straight ahead!

Straight ahead. And...

...to the right. Okay? - Okay.

Thank you. - Bye-bye.

Bye!

That's such a cool Walkman. Let me listen to it.

Why are you playing this crap? Have you got any cool music?

- Are you mute or something? - No.

Your Walkman's fine, but you're dressed like a jerk.

You got any acid?

- Or dough? Got any dough? - No.

Okay. I'm Kat.

You can always find me here. If you get some money.

Okay, see you later!

It's open.

Get down on your knees with your hands out.

I'm looking for my brother. Viktor Bagrov. He used to live here.

I'm his younger brother. I came to Leningrad 2 days ago.

My mom gave me his address. Moika 1, apartment 8.

Well, hello, brother!

It's not Leningrad but Petersburg now. St. Pete!

It's a beautiful city, though a provincial one.

You need to go to Moscow. Moscow is where the power is.

I'll take care of some business here and then I am off to Moscow.

- How's mom doing? - She is okay.

Here. She sent you this.

You drink.

I've still got some business to take care of.

This money is something to start with.

Get some nicer clothes, rent an apartment or a room.

Nothing over a hundred for now and then we'll see.

- How was the army? - Okay.

Mom wrote that you were in the war.

Nah, I sat things out in the HQ. I was a clerk.

Can you shoot?

Yeah, they took us out to the shooting range.

Hello. Do you have "Wings" by Nautilus?

Well, just give me what you got.

I made you up

To kill away my time while it was raining

How boring it is to sing waiting for the dawn to come

So I shut my eyes and made you up

You are standing by the door wearing a white raincoat

With the water raining down from your black hair to the floor

It's too late to try and de-invent you

Your fragile fingers touch the buzzer

What am I going to do with you? What are we going to do now?

You are going to enter this house and stay in it

You have got no one else

Just the man who made you up

He's an ex-Chechen terrorist.

The Chechens came to St. Pete from Moscow too.

They grab everything they can lay their hands on, brother.

I already told you that.

This man grabbed the market. He is squeezing the Russians out.

I got some business there. And he came down on me.

He knows we're weak now. So he's squeezing us out.

He bought off everyone there. And he killed those he couldn't buy.

And now it's my turn, Danila.

If I don't pay...

So it's either them or us, brother.

He loves walking around the market at daytime.

Inspecting his premises. That would be the best moment.

The bodyguards are always by his side. Two or three goons.

All darkies. Armed beasts.

The job's not easy.

You size things up and think how you can make your exit.

I'd rather pay you than anyone else. Two thousand bucks.

Don't come to my place anymore. It's too dangerous.

If something comes up, give me a ring.

Here's a gun and a clip. That's another six hundred.

- We'll settle up later. - I'll get by.

Hello. It's us. The Tatar isn't here.

I will tell you the biggest secret I kept silent but now I am ready to tell

I created all things around you

- What is the price of potatoes? - 1500.

You are my darling, the mother of gods

Yes, the mother of gods

This city of hitmen, whores and thieves Exists while we believe it does

We'll open our eyes and it isn't there We are thrown back to the early ages

Mother of gods, we spent the day walking in the rain

Your wet jeans are thrown to the floor

Let's get down to business then...

- How's the business? - Come on...

That thug and his pals are still looking for you.

Listen up, German. I need a room. A small one. Downtown.

It should be quiet. Ask your people, okay?

Here you go.

Thanks.

Did you find your brother?

I found him.

- Who is it? - It's me, Zinka. Open up.

Zinka? Who the heck's Zinka?

Get out of here, whore.

Have lost your fucking mind, old man? Come on, open up.

It's me, Zinka.

What a fool. His brain's rotted! Well!?

- What do you want? - I brought you a tenant.

Here.

I hate these people walking around...

So, old man, you gone all mangy here without me?

Cold wind is blowing through an open window

Long shadows lie on the table

I'm a mysterious guest wearing a silvery cape

You know why I'm here

I'll make you strong

I'll give you power

I'll kiss your neck

I'll kiss you for good

Like a gentle vampire

Like a gentle vampire

Like an innocent child

Like a gentle vampire Rise!

Your friends took to sniffing glue

They are getting more stupid every day

In the country that's viscous like mud

You may put on weight

And you can degenerate

But I will light up your dreamy eyes,

I'll make you strong I'll give you power

Hey you, dear sir!

Will you buy a watermelon?

- Is it good? - Of course! Look at this beauty!

It's just a wonder.

Yesterday I ate seven of them myself.

- Okay. How much is that? - Just six thousand.

Thank you. Enjoy.

Lord, what is going on?!

There! The guy with the watermelon.

You need help?

Go. I'll find you.

It wasn't the Tatar. The guy was young.

He did everything super cool. A real pro.

The Chechen kicked the bucket, and that guy just walked off.

He jumped in a yellow tram and left.

I winged him. But the bitch greased Pinecone.

Pinecone? Dead?

Don't know. They took him to the hospital.

Why were you shooting if it wasn't the Tatar?

Well, you know. I...

It's the Tatar we have to pay, shit-for-brains!

Please don't smoke in this room, sir.

Good the new guy whacked Pinecone. They won't suspect us now.

Well, Tatar...

His life is hanging by a thread, but he is thinking about the bread.

- We should take you to the hospital. - I can't go to the hospital, German.

It's okay, German.

We'll get through this.

Zinka!

I wish I met you in Kursk in 1943...

- Beat it, old fool. - Zina.

- What do you want? - Come here.

Get some more vodka.

And also go to the drugstore, and buy bandages, streptomycin, and antibiotics.

- Okay. - You know what I need.

Yeah, and get something for Old Pops...

- So he stops pestering us. - Okay.

You're a smart guy, German.

Tell me: what do we live for?

Well, it's up to each and every one of us to decide.

Yeah. There's this saying:

"What's good for the Russian is deadly for the German".

Well, I live to disprove this.

Have you got a girlfriend?

What about Zinka?

Did you get punched in your eye for her?

Never mind.

You're a good man, German.

They closed the kiosk downstairs.

Why'd you stop? Let's roll.

What's wrong with your face?

It's my husband.

- Can I help? - I'll deal with it.

And where is that fellow-traveler you picked up yesterday?

He jumped off.

On the corner of Sredny and the 18th Street.

- He rode with you for a long time. - A long time.

Why didn't you call the police?

- He's a good shot. - Can't argue with that.

Well, look here.

If you lied I'll punish you.

It's not the man with money that's happy,

but the man whose wife doesn't cheat.

Good day.

Hey! Where've you been?

Nautilus released a new disc. It's called "Chinapple".

But we're already out of it.

I've got this...

I'll take it.

Tatar? It's me.

We need to meet and discuss some stuff.

- Who did that to you? - My husband. When he gets drunk...

They are looking for you.

I said that you jumped off on Sredny.

- How's your wound? Did it heal up? - It's okay.

I feel hungry.

Maybe we can go to my place?

- What about your old man? - Damn him.

- What's your name? - Danila.

I'm Sveta.

This is "play".

And this one here is "stop".

You can rewind and fast forward.

And this is the volume control.

Got it? Got it?

- Give me the telephone. - What?

- The telephone. - The neighbors will pick it up.

Give me the phone. I need to make a call.

Your husband?

- Come on, tell me. - I don't want to.

Hello.

Hello, brother. Can you give me my money?

Danila! I looked everywhere for you. Where are you?

Hello, brother. The line's bad.

Call me at 311-0536. Okay?

Hello. Danila. Well, brother, you're the man!

Where did you go? Is everything okay?

Come on over right now. Grab some wheels on the double.

No. I'm going to a show today. Nautilus is playing their stuff.

I'll drop by tomorrow.

Okay, don't pout.

Maybe I'll tell you some day.

Come on, let's go. Or we're late.

You grew us day and night We are pea grains

You put us together And now you can eat us

But wait and listen to this

We are not hotshots

You grow us and you dry us up

To eat us but not only

You raise us to hit against the wall

Then you go into a soup You are devoured and you are dead now

Who says there's no reason to piss against the wind?

You get tempered, smart and strong

The hardened grains will turn into bullets...

- Hi. - Hi.

- You've turned to alco pops? - Yeah.

- You don't like this kind of music? - It's just about having fun.

I see you got some new threads. Did you get a hold of some dough?

Tomorrow I'm getting a wad.

I know where to get excellent ganja. We'll rave it up in style.

Call me.

- Is this your mom? - No.

Well, okay. See you.

- Who was that little tart? - An acquaintance.

You did a fine job, brother.

You saved my ass and helped people.

Now only the Russians will sell there.

- What about the Germans? - What do you mean?

- Will the Germans be there too? - What kind of Germans?

- You know, the Germans. - Why the Germans?

I've got an offer for you, brother.

Let's establish a company: "The Bagrov Brothers".

How's that sound?

Well, tell me, you like it?

- What will we do? - Business.

Basically everything.

But then we've got a problem.

We've got a competitor - Roundhead.

That's his nickname.

What? It's a surprise.

Surprise. What?

Well, can I come?

Can this thing play your CDs too?

- Yep. Which is the Play button? - It's green.

- What's this? - It's the Nautilus show.

A rare find. I got it.

With Shevchuk, Kinchev, Nastya, everybody.

Yeah...

No.

No, I can't work today.

I've got a day off.

I said, no.

I haven't got time to haggle with you. See you.

Your husband?

No, that was my colleague. She asked me to take her shift.

Those assholes, they gave me a shitty copy.

Where did you serve?

In the HQ.

- Who're you? - I'm Danila.

- And who're you? - Me? Pavel.

- Where is Sveta? - Sveta?

She's not here.

But you, Pavel, listen to me carefully.

Now you're going to give me the keys

and forget this address and telephone number forever. Got it?

You're her lover!

Why did you hit me in the balls?

The keys.

I see you again and I'll kill you.

We'll see about that.

Kat. Hi. It's Danila.

Remember the guy with the Walkman?

You gave me your number at the show.

You said that when I got some money, we'd have a party.

Yeah, I've got money.

Ah, that's you.

I couldn't get it. What Danila? What Walkman?

Give me the dough.

- Here you are. - Cool.

Let's share a joint and get high.

What are they singing about?

Why the fuck do you care?! They sing like gods.

I don't like it.

This dickhead gets off on Nautilus.

Your American music is shit.

[In French] Music? Ah the music!

Very good. Excellent. I love it!

Why argue? I said: the music is shit. And you argue.

Music!

Yeah, and you too...

Soon your America's going to bite it.

We're going to wipe the smiles off all your fucking faces.

Got it?!

Why are you hassling him? Anyway, he's French.

- Let's go. - Who cares?

Have you got condoms?

- Why? - What do you mean, why?

You think I'm going to pay you back?

Jean has some.

Why are you doing that?

- Eggs help to keep control. - Let's go.

- Hello. - Danila. Help me out, brother.

I've fallen ill. You need to go and deal with something for me.

Behind the Pribaltiiskaya Hotel on the Vassilyevskiy Island at five.

Two guys will be waiting for you in a Volvo.

They'll explain everything.

They don't have any brains. You'll try to sort it all out.

Brother, I haven't got no brains either. I've got a terrible headache.

Brother, if you don't help me out it's the end for me.

Help me. This is about our business.

I can't talk about it on the telephone, Danila, you understand?

Take everything you need. Don't worry about the money.

- Help me out, brother. - Okay.

Hello, thugs!

We only found the creep yesterday. He is tough.

He's been hiding for almost 6 months. Now he's at his friend's place.

I think we should wait for him in the entrance hall.

The three of us?

- Have you got any painkillers? - No!

There's also a back door entrance in the apartment. I checked it out.

It leads up to the attic. We can do it there.

Why are there three of us?

We are together in this.

- Are they packing heat? - What do you think?

With all the dough they've swiped.

Ring the bell.

Makar, is that you?

Quiet, creep. On the floor.

- Where is he? - Who?

- You didn't understand me, bitch? - Don't shoot.

He went out to buy some vodka. He'll be back right away.

Don't shoot.

There's no one here.

Well, we'll see, creep.

Flat-iron, tie him up.

Don't walk by the window.

Got any music?

Got any music?

Hit the floor.

Guys, I probably got the wrong apartment.

- I probably need another floor?! - It's not him.

Who is he?

- What's your name? - Stepan.

Don't be afraid, Stepan. We won't hurt you.

You just sit tight and don't move a muscle. Okay?

Okay.

- What do you do? - I'm a director. At Radio One.

A director? I saw a director once.

- He was shooting this video. - They're all fags.

Nobody is going to hurt you here. I give you my word.

You sit tight.

We're waiting for a friend of ours.

We'll have a little chat with him, then we’ll let you go away.

You make a wrong move, bitch, and I'll shoot you in the eye.

Stepan, you wouldn't have any painkillers, would you?

No? Too bad.

Watch out, I'll take your head off, bitch.

Tell her it's your birthday.

Your birthday.

Yeah, it's my birthday.

How far away is the station?

Fifteen minutes' walk.

If he's not here in five minutes, it's all over for you.

Quiet.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Are you having a party here? - No.

- No? - Butusov!

I told you, top floor, to the left.

Excuse me.

I'll be right back.

Quiet, creep.

Bon appetit!

Hello, eagles!

Hi!

Watch your step. Don't fall down.

- Hello! - Hey!

Butusov, what would you like to have? Have a drink with us.

- What do you want? - Have you got any painkillers?

- I've got a terrible headache. - You should drink vodka.

No, I need a painkiller.

Cheers!

Follow me then.

Let me through.

Here you are. Feel better.

- Can I sit here for a little while? - Of course, sit down.

Where are you going?

You wanted to ditch us? They nearly took us out.

If I wanted to ditch you, I'd have done so.

Fine, we'll leave through the back door entrance.

Flat-iron, take care of that one.

Wait a minute. I'll do it myself.

Give me that.

A pistol.

- Don't do it... - Quiet, quiet.

We had an agreement.

It's over. Let go.

Come on. Calm down.

You see?

I don't like directors very much.

No, you're okay.

Hey, do you know Butusov?

Yeah?

I like his music very much.

Is it true they released a new album, "Chinapple"?

- Yeah? Do you have it? - Yes.

Can you give it to me to copy? Will you?

My name's Danila.

Will you help me?

- I'm out of here. - What? Let's go have a drink.

Fred, sit.

Zinka...

This is my friend, Stepan.

Well, I think I'll be going.

Okay.

Come visit us.

Sorry that it turned out this way.

Well, what are you looking at?

I saved good people. And that weakling over there too.

God be your judge.

German.

They're over in the crypt by the fence. Give them a decent burial.

- Good day! - Hi!

Your husband home?

He's on a business trip.

When the hubby's away, the wife does play.

Can we come in? The Russians never keep guests waiting by the door.

I asked you. Don't cheat on your husband.

- It's not the Christian way. - Fine, fine.

I really don't know where he lives and what he's doing.

Clear.

He spent two days here. He found my place.

I kicked him out already.

I'm telling you the truth.

You like your honey sweet, then learn to like the bees.

- Let me go, creeps! - Stop squirming!

Scumbags! Don't touch me, creep!

Let me go.

- Ouch, I'll kill you, bitch! - Bastards!

- Stay still! - Spread her legs...

And the beautiful sea is roaring

The alien shore is too harsh and narrow

And your heart is aching at the memories

I'll kill the motherfucker.

Your pals stopped by.

They asked for you.

I really don't know who you are and where you live.

But they didn't believe me.

Their leader was a round-faced man.

He talked proverbs.

Can we sing a song?

I've got no ear for music.

Yeah. I got it.

You say he served at some HQ?! As a clerk?!

First he wasted Pinecone. Then two more dudes disappeared.

And now he shot the Mole. Easily.

You live longer - you'll see more.

Yeah. Danila, is that you?

Anything wrong?

Something is wrong, brother. You alone?

Good. I'll be there soon to tell you everything.

He's coming here.

- What do you want? - Pops, sell me your rifle.

- It will cost you a million. - Bring it out.

Give me the money first.

- Dollars. - There's a million two hundred here.

And give me all the shells you've got.

Gauge 5. For ducks.

Black birds are flying off the Moon Black birds are nightmares

Which are flying around in the dead of the blue night

Looking for my baby girl

Take all the gold I have Take all the gold I have

Take all the gold I have And fly away

We do not want your gold We do not want your gold

Your gold is rusty and stained

Black birds will peck out A diamond in my daughter's blue eyes

They will take it in their black claws Filling us with the coal-black fear

Take my kingdom Take my kingdom

Take my kingdom Take my crown

We do not want your kingdom We do not want your kingdom

We do not want your kingdom We don't want your maple crown

Take my eyes then Take my eyes then

Take my eyes then They don't want to see you

We do not want your eyes We do not want your eyes

We have gone into your eyes And taken all we wanted

You lie here quietly, I'll let you go.

Good. I got it.

Drop your weapons! Hands on the back of your heads!

Get down to the floor!

- Viktor, stand up. - Don't shoot, brother.

- Please, don't shoot. - What are you saying, brother?

Get up, come on. It's over.

Forgive me, brother. Don't shoot, please.

- Don't kill me. - Brother...

- Don't shoot... - You're my brother.

You were like a father to me.

I even called you dad.

How can I kill you?

You remember how I cut my leg when we went fishing?

You dragged me ten kilometers home.

Remember how I was scared of that catfish?

And you just laughed at me? Remember, Viktor?

You promised.

I keep my word.

And you tell your people. I'll whack anyone who touches my brother.

Go.

It was him who betrayed you.

- I know. - Forgive me, brother.

Relax. Where's the money?

In his briefcase. He took everything.

You go home. Back to mama.

She's old now.

She needs help.

Give her the money.

You'll get a job, with the police.

Uncle Kolya is the chief there.

He was dad's classmate, remember?

They've got an opening.

But don't take the train.

Hitchhike out of the city.

Well, brother?

Good-bye.

God willing, we'll see each other sometime.

Did you forget what I told you, bitch?

- Pavel... - Did you forget it?

- Pavel! - You forgot?!

I'll break you out of your whoring.

I'll make that little retard of yours eat shit!

- Where is he? Where's that asshole? - Here I am.

Mr. Cool Guy is here.

Brother, how are we going to share the bitch?

You're not my brother.

Pavel!

Oh God! Let me see it.

I will help. Pavel, I will help you.

Easy, easy...

It's okay, Pavel. Easy...

- Sveta. - Come on, shoot!

Kill everybody, come on!

You're so cool, aren't you?

Killing a man is so easy for you! Clerk.

- Sveta. - Go away. Get me a towel.

Sveta, I came for you.

- Hold on, Pavel. - I got money. Let's leave.

Easy, Pavel. I am going to help you.

- Sveta. - I told you to leave.

Don't come here anymore.

I don't love you.

Hold on. Everything's going to be fine, Pavel.

It's okay, Pavel, it's okay.

I brought you a CD.

Since you've got money...

Will you give us any to treat him? You see what's going on...

I look into darkness

I see the lights

The steppe out there is on fire

I see the lights

I see the flames

It means a beast is hiding around here

You said the city is full of power,

but everyone's weak here.

The city is full of evil power.

The strong come here to get weak.

The city takes away our strength.

That happened to you too.

Here, take this.

Take it. There's a lot here. You'll live a good life.

What's good for the Russian is deadly for the German.

Okay, German, good-bye.

Thank you.

The sparkles die away in the night The stars are shining on my path

I am flying and I am sad out there in the steppe

- Guys, have you seen Kat? - She is probably in McDonalds.

If you came to get your money back, I didn't take it.

- What are you going to do? - I don't know.

Maybe I'll go to the Pyramid or to the Planetarium...

Though it's expensive there. Penkin's playing his music there today.

Right now it's too early to think about it.

Pinocchio, dish out sixty thousand and we'll take a hit of acid each.

And in the evening I'll treat you nicely.

I'm leaving town.

What do you want then?

- To say good-bye. - Well, see you.

Take it. Go to the Penkin show.

What's this for?

- Is this for me or something? - Okay, see you.

Maybe you want something?

Can I go?

I recently came back from the army. I am enjoying myself.

Where did you serve?

In the HQ. I was a clerk there, you know...

- And what do you want to be? - Me? Don't know. A driver.

Can I play some music?

I haven't listened to any for a while.

Sure thing.

You're listening to TNT Radio.

We're coming back to St. Petersburg from the UK.

And this next song is for everyone on the road now.

The snow's really piled up?

Yeah.

Where are you going?

To Moscow.

Written and directed by Alexey Balabanov

Director of Photography Sergei Astakhov

Music - Vyacheslav Butusov

Produced by Sergei Selyanov