Dnevnoy Dozor Page #4

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That boy at VDNH, he must be very closely connected to you. You help him so much...

Did they tell you to crack me?

Yet again I must acknowledge that you are....an idiot!

Going to suck some stranger's blood...

Preparing some evil spells....

What do you want?

Could you recognize him in a different body?

Don't know, I never tried...

For example, in mine?

Are you married?

Yes....you do have an unreal car...

I have to go.

-I'll be only a minute.

-Dont confuse the doors.

The one with the boy painted on it is not for you!

yes yes yes....

Sh*t!

I've been framed!

Now they have direct evidence.

I didn't kill, it was a coincidence!

That's not coincidence, that's a provocation!

But Anton wasn't there!

You've been spotted long ago, you should have left the house!

The main thing is that now they can do with you whatever they please!

Why aren't we moving?

Have you decided to play war now?

Zavulon!

-Im listening, Zavulon.

-I accuse of murder the employee of Night Watch.

Anton Gorodetsky.

All right. I'll try to find him.

-We'll take him now.

-Hes not here!

The one whom we suspect of the killings is in the body of that woman.

You have no right to obstruct us!

Why aren't you doing something? Why aren't YOU doing anything?

We have no right to oppose them! If you break the Agreement, they will kill you!!!

Number 22nd.....

What the hell does the trolleybus have to do with it?.........

Nooooooooooooooo.......

Let's go! Let's go!

(In a man's voice) Let's go!

Artist, right?

If, until dawn, you will not present evidence to prove the lack of involvement of Gorodetsky in the killing of the Dark ones...

....we will issue a permit for his annihilation.

Such a request has already been made by the Day Watch.

Here's a copy.

We will not hand out our colleague.

I am writing an official protest right now.

If you will refuse to obey, war will begin.

-This is a provocation of the Day Watch.

-And in this war, the Great ones will not be on your side.

The claims of the Day watch are sound.

Your objections will be dismissed.

(dials:
GORSVET "City Light" Samarkand)

-Olisher, it's Gorodetsky from Moscow.

-Ah, Anton, hello!

-How are you?

-Not bad, Olisher, I 'm coming to you now.

Could you arrange for me to visit Tamerlan's grave? And no one must know of it. Could you do that for me?

-Hello?

-I was talking to someone else. Of course you can come, we'll organize everything.

Give my greetings to Semyon. Bye.

(Dials "Zavulon")

Salam aleikum. It's me. Some Korodetsky is flying over to us.

Gorodetsky is going to Samarkand? Thank you Mahmoud.

-So, I'm flying to Samarkand?

-Wait.

I'm afraid the plane won't make it.

What do you mean?

Hey, let the Parrot fly instead.

All right.

-Here.

-And what is this?

That's his ride.

To the airport.

(Dials "Anton")

-Yes?

-Olga?

-How are you?

-Bad. I need my body. Meet me in half an hour at the Domodedovo airport.

-Let's walk.

-No, let's take the elevator.

I need my body.

Going somewhere? Aha, give me my body back.

-Why, aren't you happy with mine?

-Sure, I'm just afraid I'll damage it.

What do you mean?!!!!

One second!

What are you looking at? Come in!

May be we should walk?

-What's this?

-That's a belt.

That's a weapon.

The purpose of your trip?

The viewing of architectural monuments of the ancient capital of Uzbekistan. You know, I think I'm already running late.

What do you want in Samarkand?

-You have a return ticket for tomorrow morning!

-Yes.

And how many monuments are you going to visit during the night?

One.

-Wait!

Dozing off at work!

Excuse me, are we going to Samarkand? Thanks

Where do you think you're going?

-Sit down please

-Yes, you must sit down in a plane

-Miss, sit down please!

-All right all right, you can pass.

Do you have these...

-Yes we have that brand of candy. Now sit down.

-Thanks.

-Still, I'm not letting you go anywhere.

-You better strap in.

"Tower, this is 593.Following instructions. We're ready for take-off."

"593, permission for take-off, runway nr.2, conditions are good, cross wind strength 7"

"I'm going up."

If you'll open the grave, you'll start a war. You'll not fly anywhere!

I'll be really careful, I'll only use my fingernail to lift it...

No, we aren't flying.

"What was that? Everything was fine!"

We are flying!

Nope, it's not working.

People!

-People! You all want to fly to Samarkand, don't you?

-Yes yes!

Everybody wants to fly, understood?

Let's go!

Commander, barrier ahead!

Bloody hell (Russian: "pines and sticks")

I haven't called for you.

-Why aren't we doing anything?

-Want some?

-No

Once a colleague of the Night Watch got into trouble. He breached the Agreement...

...and when his destruction already seemed imminent, this girl stood up for him, very actively

But that's Olga!

Afterwards he was acquitted of course, and the Inquisition took all the blame off him, but the sorceress....

-She didn't change a bit!

-But the sorceress, whom we Light ones really needed then...

...was condemned

What a sad story, Boris Ivanovitch...

I was only the bait. The real target was She, a Great one

There's no Chalk in Tamerlan's right hand.

And how do you know? Were you there?

In 1941. Boris got into big trouble then, I really needed the Chalk. I put the idea of an expedition into the archeologists' head, went with them

In Samarkand an old man came to me. his name was Zoar. He told me that if we opened the grave, a war will start, but i was sure then...

...that when the Chalk would be in my hands, I'll be able to fix everything.

When we opened the grave, on it there was an inscription:

"I held the whole world in my right hand, but I can not take it with me."

And there was no Chalk in his right hand

And what was Zoar doing there?

He worked in Gorkom (City Committee), something with ideology.

-And in the Tamerlan's time?

-Almost the same thing. He was his right hand.

His right hand?

So Zoar, you old son of a....

Olga? Turn the plane around.

I know where the Chalk is. Zoar has it.

"Cafe Zoar"

Zoar, give me the Chalk.

Here it is.

-You didn't understand me. I need the magic Chalk.

-This is the magic one.

-And where do you write with it?

-Right here, on this board.

-And, does it help? -Every day.

-So what shall I write?

-Whatever you want.

(writes "Yegor")

But how...how did you end up here?

I was just passing, and decided to drop by...

Just passing by? Just passing!

Passing by...Yegor, it worked, do you understand? It worked!!

-What worked, daddy?

-The Chalk worked!

My dearest boy! But why are you so cold?

Why've you become so cold? Did you freeze? Will you eat?

We'll make you something.

Zoar come on, make us something, my son has been born today!

It worked!

-Come on, let's wash your trousers as well.

-And what will I wear?

Why, where were you going so late in the evening? Come on, come on..

-Leave it Kostya!

-I'll wash them!

Oh, I'm so sorry. I....I'm looking for your neighbor.

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