Olimpius Inferno Page #3

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Vaho, don't you recognize me?!

He just shot a man.

- Stay down!

We have to call the cops.

He has to be arrested.

C'mon, we've got to run away.

Whom are you calling?

- An embassy, they'll save us.

He's looking for us, don't you

understand? He'll do the same to us!

Let's go! Only our troops will help us!

Don't look back!

...killing Ossetian civilians:

women, children, old men

- and most of them are Russian citizens.

In line with Constitution and Federal laws

I have to protect their lives

as a president of Russian Federation.

No matter where they're located.

We will not leave unpunished

the killing of our people.

Where are we going?

We're going in the wrong direction.

We're going in the right direction.

How do you know?

Do we have a choice?

We're lost, aren't we?

We're lost!

I told you we had

to contact the embassy.

Stop whining and call your embassy.

Have them send a warship for you.

There's no signal here.

Buy yourself a better phone.

Who are you?

We're... Russians.

It's the Russians.

Where are you going?

To our troops, to peacekeepers.

That's in the opposite direction.

Come.

Stupid.

Where are you going?

I'm going to Tskhinvali, to fight.

Keep quiet! We're headed for

the city, to our relatives.

Gabo, you're the only son I have left.

Yesterday his father was killed right

in our backyard by the tanks.

Me and Gabo wanted to bury him,

but the neighbors told us that

his body was boobytrapped.

- What do you mean?

They set a grenade under the body,

and when the relatives come to pick

the body up, they get blown up.

We didn't manage to bury him.

Eat, dear.

Take some more bread and cheese.

Go down this road, but make sure you're

not seen from the road itself.

Okey?

I'll walk you and

then I'll be going to Tskhinvali.

It's along the way.

Come on.

Hello?

Hi, Andrey.

Me? Everything's fine.

The weather's beautiful.

No, don't contact your friends at the

military. No, they don't sell

tickets to Ossetia.

- Is it a Kalashnikov?

- Baby, really, I'm fine.

Yeah, I'll call you myself. My

battery's dying and I don't have a charger.

- Bye!

- It's a safety lock.

That's a single-shot mode

and that's a burst mode.

And that's a bolt.

- Can I hold it?

- Sure.

- Are there any bullets in it?

- Nope.

Ok, we've gotta go.

Let's go.

Hello? Who did you get

this number from? From mom?

Andrey, please don't call me every

five minutes.

No, there's no war here.

We're having a barbecue party.

Love ya, bye!

Why don't you want to talk to him?

- I have nothing to say.

- Nothing?

What do you want me to tell him?

That we're in deep sh*t?

That I have no clue where we're at?

That's some nazi's killing people

in front of me and I'm being followed

by a frigging Yank. And then they'll take my

mom to the hospital with a heart attack.

He'll fly over here and get killed.

- Quiet!

It's our troops.

There are journalists over there.

- Zhenya, they'll take us to the peacekeepers.

- They'll take you alright, but no me.

No worries, I'll walk by myself.

- Thanks a lot.

- No, thank you. If it wasn't for you

my mom would never let me go.

- Bye!

- Zhen, come on, they'll leave without us.

What you can see behind me

are the consequences of mass

air bombing. We're in one

of the Georgian villages

destroyed by Russian air attack.

This night illegal military forces of

South Ossetia

aided by the Russians

attacked Georgia.

Independent Georgia has to defend itself.

Francis Avatow, SBC.

Hello, I'm sorry, I'm an American.

Great.

- We were caught in the fire with my

fiance. We need your help.

- So, you're Yank.

- I wanted to tell you: it's not Georgia

that was attacked.

- Look, we can take you away, if you want.

You just said

it's Georgia and it's not.

We're going to Tskhinvali.

We can drop you off on our way.

You said it's Georgia,

but we're in South Ossetia.

Look, I don't want to discuss that.

Everything I said will be

on the air within half an hour.

I can prove that it was Georgia,

who launched the attack.

Well, that seems interesting.

I can't offer you a price

without seeing it first.

Okey.

Do you still doubt?

Now to the terms.

You'll start with an interview with me.

Second, when using this footage

you'll credit me.

And third, a financial settlement.

Take the disk.

Hey, what are you doing?!

Put your hands on the car.

Honey, tanks and aircraft are bullshit.

The main thing in journalism...

Have you ever heard of a media war?

Now everybody thinks that

Georgia was attacked.

I forgot to write down your phone

number. I plan to visit Moscow

after the war, go studying.

Will you show me around?

No problem.

- Get in the car!

- And give us back the disk.

Michael, say 'cheese'.

C'mon, you can do better.

That's a smile of a retard.

Gabo! Stop laughing and

look in the camera.

Take off your helmet.

Tell me, why are they doing it?

It's a new type of warfare.

It's won by the one who shouts the most.

Remember Iraq:
your people were

insisting there are chemical

weapons there. And after the war

they've discovered it's not there.

Oops, sorry.

People devour whatever

they're told on the TV.

We too believed Saakashvili

when he told us there'll be peace.

It's information warfare at its best.

There was a case, when

one western journalist borrowed

footage of the Afghanistan war

in which a body is dragged behind

a Russian-built tank.

Then he declared that it's proof of

Russian atrocities in Chechnya.

Thank goodness, the truth was

discovered later on

and a scandal followed.

Why do you want

to become a journalist?

I want to reveal the truth

using your hard disk.

It's not our troops.

Don't stop - we're journalists.

- Where are you taking them?

- To Tskhinvali.

We're already late. They intend

to film some general there.

Pull your car over there.

I told you to pull the car over.

I have an order not to let journalists

in. There's still fighting going on.

You'll have to wait about four hours.

These bastards haven't conquered

Tskhinvali yet. They hope to be done

within four hours.

Dammit, I need to get there.

Where are our peacekeepers?

You want me to ask the Georgians?

To tell them we're looking for friends?

Excuse me, can I take few pictures?

Take away their camera

and lock them inside.

What do they want from us?

We have to get to Tskhinvali asap.

It's the main foothold of the peacekeepers.

There's fighting there, haven't

you heard him?

Do you want no one

to know about this?

I don't want to die.

Don't worry. I'll take look after you

just as I promised your dad.

You said the peacekeepers will

help us. Yet they couldn't help

themselves.

- Civilized people don't shoot peacekeepers.

It's not my war.

Well, I'm going.

Where are you going?

I'll tell them I have to get to the city.

I'll leave the car behind and try to

get to Tbilisi some way or another.

And you do whatever you want.

I thought you'll grow

into second Nabokov.

And you've grown into a crybaby

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