Mandariinid Page #3

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You can't balk, because you

caught it to your head. That's it.

You know why

you have to be silent?

Because first, they will shoot me.

Even if I curse Georgians,

you will stay quiet.

So, he can't talk

after getting wounded.

- Hello, Ivo.

- Hello, Asian.

Listen, we saw a Georgian van

over there in a chasm

near Margus' plantation.

And there is a car

here at your place.

Oh, Margus. You're here'

So what happened?

Where are the Georgians?

All killed. Chechens wasted them.

But we saved two Chechens.

They are here, wounded.

In your house?

Come in, I'll introduce you.

Right, I'd like to shake hands.

Come in.

Here you are'

Sit, don't get up, brother, you're wounded.

I'll live.

- Asian.

- Ahmed.

Asian.

He's Ibrahim, but he can't talk,

was wounded to his head.

Well, I'll be... F*** 'em.

How is it? Got hurt

and tongue isn't working?

Stupid. A brick fell

on my neighbour's head,

and his legs stopped moving.

There are spots in your head

that move all parts of your body.

Like here, maybe, is a leg spot,

and here, one for hands. Get it?

He didn't gel a damn thing!

I have good vodka. Sit down.

No, Ivo, we're off to the front.

They say it':

Total mayhem there.

And what will happen?

We'll flush the f***ers away.

You doubt it?

No, Asian, of course not.

These guys are helping.

Haw many Georgians were there?

Three.

They saw us on the mad

and started to shoot.

We turned around, they followed.

Then Ibrahim caught a bullet

to his head, we rammed a fence

and drove into the plantation.

I managed to hit the

bull's-eye with a bazooka.

Well done, Ahmed.

The bodies are in the van?

No. We buried them in the woods.

Throwing them out on a road like dogs

would have been right for them.

Asian, they're humans

as well, very young ones.

Well, let it be.

You get wall. Most important is

that he could talk again.

As soon as we feel strong enough,

we'll join you.

Thanks, Ahmed, we're brothers.

Asian...

Do something good.

I know it's a bad time,

but Margus is about to lose

a huge crop of tangerines.

A major here promised

to send people, but couldn't.

Maybe you can help.

We'll share the money afterwards.

How many people do you need?

30 maybe, 40 would be better.

No problem. Day after tomorrow

the people will be here.

We'll stay by the river

for three days.

And money is riot needed,

a few crates of tangerines will do.

Thank you, Asian.

We'll be waiting.

Day after tomorrow.

I give you my word.

Look, Ahmed, the Georgian

is outside. Want to kill?

Won't bother to kill him today,

somehow.

Margus! Asian promised to send

40 men day after tomorrow!

This is very good.

Coals only, Margus. No flame.

I know!

Are you cold? Want a jacket?

No, thanks, Ivo, I'm not.

What are you planning to do

when you recover? Back to war?

- You don't know?

- I do.

So, everything's ready.

Try it and tell me, have you had

anything like this before?

We'll try.

You have never eaten it?

Try first, than talk.

Delicious.

You, Georgians,

can't make shashlik.

You think you can,

as well as everything else.

Everything else?

What is it then we can't do?

Many things. Well, for example?

For example, you can't fight.

At all'

Laugh atl you want.

You can't, but are still fighting.

And lose every time,

Now this is really funny.

That's a lot of crap!

I'm telling you, you are uneducated.

You know nothing about history.

It doesn't change a thing.

Can't make shashlik, can't fight.

It's a fact.

I'll show you what I can do.

Ga ahead,

kill me as you promised.

We're not in the house.

Go ahead, try.

You'll see what a Georgian

is capable of! Let's go!

Alright. Let's see.

Calm down!

Sit down'

Sit!

Enough of that.

Or I swear, I saved you both

and will kill as well.

What is it with you, guys?

Kill you, kill you...

who gave you that right?

- Who?

- The war.

Moron!

- Shall I pour you?

- Go ahead.

Not for you, yet. You're sick.

Well, symbolically.

I don't drink at all,

don't pour me any.

What shall we drink to?

To death!

Go ahead, Margus.

I can't drink m death.

Why? It's their very mother.

They are the children of death'

I'm sorry, Ivo. It will not

happen again, by Allah's name.

What does it matter where you will

kill each other, here or there.

You recover, go back to the front

and kill there.

It's silly to make you sit

at the same table.

I'll drink to life.

No. To death.

I proposed a toast to death!

- Margus?

- Yes'

Did you solve your

tangerine problem?

Eh, I'm probably annoying

you all with my tangerines.

Not at all.

You see, it's not about money,

although it's big money.

It's just that a beautiful crop

will perish. A pity.

- Well, we can help you.

- Yes'

Come on, I have

plenty of helpers anyway.

Let's check on Ivo,

he probably felt offended.

Ivo's not offended,

Ivo':
Pissing.

They probably bombed Asian

by the river.

Perhaps you'd eat something'

- Good morning!

- Morning.

- Hello, Ivo.

- Hello.

I'd like to give you some money,

for going hack to Estonia.

What are you balking about?

I can't take that sort of money.

- What sort?

- That sort.

But I'm a mercenary, it's my pay.

We honour the Christian religion.

We honour other religions, too.

But why are you suddenly talking

about religion anyway?

No reason.

Who were the other Georgians

for you?

Why are you asking? I'm curious.

Not very close friends. We met

here. But they were good guys.

Ibrahim was like a brother to me.

We grew up together.

I'm sorry.

We need some firewood. I'll bring.

Sit, let me.

No, I'll go and take

a little walk, too.

I'm sorry, too, that your

copatriots were killed. Good guys.

Could have taken it,

he meant it from his heart.

I'll go help him'

Let me help.

No, I need exercise.

You're looking at the picture

of my granddaughter awfully often.

- Why?

- I'm not, You're wrong.

No, you are looking.

Frankly, she's vary pretty.

I don't seem to he able

to keep my eyes off her.

Sorry, Ivo.

She's even prettier in person.

Her name is Mari'

She means everything to me.

Mari lives in Estonia?

She used to live in this house.

She left with the others,

when war broke out here.

Why didn't you leave?

Hard to fare this place well?

You lave it here?

I love it. And hate.

Do you have a family?

Just my mother.

My father died ten years ago.

Brothers, sisters?

No, I'm alone.

And what were you doing

in peacetime?

I'm an actor. I play in a theatre.

Seriously?

- In cinema, too?

- Rarely.

They almost don't make films

over here anymore, no money.

And then decided to go to war.

Yes. Felt obliged to and went.

Didn't even tell my mother.

When the war is over,

I'll come back to Tbilisi

to see you acting. And than we'll

sit down and remember these days.

And remember Ahmed.

No, Ahmed will be there with me.

And will clap for you.

Come here! You!

Don't show yourself! Sit quietly!

Where are the guns?

There, under the bed.

But don't touch them.

What are you f***ing smirking at? Georgian?

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