Okolofutbola Page #6

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What do you want from me?

You think we don't hit girls?

But we do!

Come on, hit me!

Come here, you c*nt!

Seroja, the kitchen!

Give me the bottle!

Get out!

Let's get out of here!

Okay, it's all clear.

Bye!

Hey, Yaryi!

What's going on here?

What is that?

Vitamins.

You piece of sh*t, are you selling

drugs in my hood?

No, man, we haven't seen each other

for a while and...

Then what's that?

Candy?

Take it easy, man...

Get your hands off me!

If I see you once again, do you understand?

Yaryi...What?!

Where did he shoot you?

Yaryi...Slav?!

Slav, brother...

We need an ambulance!

Yaryi, what happened?

Do you hear me?!

What happened?

Gun shot.

Yaryi, who was it?!

What happened here?

Did somebody see?

Igor, it was a muslim.

Yaryi!

- Enough.

Slav was a legend.

Accept our condolences.

The cops won't do anything.

It's not clear who shot him.

Try to find out more yourselfves.

We will, of course.

We'll also ask around.

The cops will close the case soon anyway.

What did you expect?

Hello, mates!

Is everything on for Friday?

As we agreed,

everything's okay.

Okay, we'll keep in touch.

We will.

Here's the deal:
Yaryi got killed by

a guy named Aslan.

A cop under cover.

They won't even check the case.

Who told you that?

There are people who would tell you

anything you want for money.

And now what?

That changes everything.

In what way?

In any way.

Why did you call me at all?

We didn't call you,

we ordered you.

And why is that?

Because you shot your own friend, Plotnikov.

Me?!

Aslan shot him, I stood aside.

Aslan was there to rush

an operative worker under cover.

There's no way he shot him.

Do you understand me?

What are you doing?! You have set me

up enough already.

I understand.

But there's nobody, except you.

And the only way to avoid going to prison

for a long time,

is to give me your other friend.

Toloknov, or what you call him...

Teacher.

Why not the Major?

I said I want Teacher.

The rest is none of your business.

Today, on stadim "Lujniki" will be held the

cup final between Spartak and CSKA.

This derby is soon after the death of one of the

most famous fans of Spartak.

The stadium will be with high

police attendance.

Mom, dad, I'm leaving.

They were just saying that

riots are expected today.

Everything will be fine.

Don't worry.

Death for the Meat.

(a nickname of Spartak)

Go, Spartak!

Yes, hello?

Hello?

I can't hear a thing!

Write me a text!

We are all going after the match.

Razor, what's wrong with you today?

I got a stomach ache.

I'll be right back.

On the triple crossroads of "Kutuzov".

I see, so we are taking everybody today.

Don't be there because I can't save you.

Get ouf ot there, you hear me?

If I said we can make it,

then I mean it.

F***!

They will have problems, not us.

Tell them to prepare all documents,

that's all.

Razor left.

F***!

The primates are here.

We wait.

Don't succumb to provokations. We are

a democratic country.

Don't do anything.

Wait for the order.

We all wait for the order.

well, Teacher, are you ready?

We all are.

Are you sure your won't flee?

If they hit them hard, they will.

For Yaryi!!!

For Yaryi!

For Yaryi!

What, the f***, is happening?

What do they think they're doing?!

Hold!

Hold!

Hold your positions!

The Court finds guilty Alexander Yurevich Sobolev to

have committed a crime on Article 1, Paragrah 213 from

the Penalty Code.

The sentence is one year probation.

The Court finds guilty Vladimir Petrovich Vetrov to

have committed a crime on Article 1, Paragrah 213 from

the Penalty Code.

The sentence is one year probation.

The Court finds guilty Igor Sergeevich Toloknov to

have committed a crime on Paragrah 212, 213 from

the Penalty Code.

The latter is sentenced to five years imprisonment.

The sentence will be served in a state prison.

The Court is adjourned.

God, what's this nonsence?!

Hang in there, mate.

We are with you.

You've lost weight...

What's wrong, Razor?

Did you got nuts already?

Well?

What did you think?

It's unreal, really.

It's all normal.

How is it?

Top quality, boys.

It's perfect!

You?

We'll skip this time.

Oh, come on, take it.

No, we'll really skip it.

Take care!

Hey there, mates!

Your ex's leaving.

Song:
Feduk - Okolofutbola

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