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What?

What do you mean he got lost? Lost where?

But where is he now?

- Didn't we send someone to get him?

- Yes.

- Where's the guy?

- I don't know.

Well, find out.

Yes, Valeri, quickly.

Yes, I did.

Wait.

Well, the injection can't be home,

because I just took it.

Hey, I'm just kidding.

Look, I really am kidding,

I forgot it, big deal.

Look, things are looking pretty hot

right now... hang on.

You call this well pressed?

- We'll fix it.

- Yes, thanks.

Hello? Can you bring me the injection?

I owe you one. See you in a bit.

- Where's the linesman?

- I'm making the call.

This is too high. Our minister is shorter.

- Well, let him take a cab.

- What do you mean, cab?

- Where is he?

- Where is he?

Macedonia Square.

- Tell him to stay put.

- Tell him to stay put.

- Not to move.

- Not to move.

Hey, Valeri?

On your way here,

could you pick somebody up?

- What's his name?

- Tzanko Petrov.

Tzanko Petrov.

I'll send you his number.

Well, he's got a beard.

Excuse me, are you Tzanko?

I am.

Hi, I'm here to take you to the ministry.

Yes, um...

Don't worry.

I've got tissues in the car.

Thanks.

Jules!

Jules!

You'll pick it up later.

We have no time, really.

Didn't it occur to you

you could trim your beard a bit?

I can't, I've made an oath.

Take the trousers, leave the coins.

Did you tell Katya about the flowers?

Not Katya, I told Stephie.

No, it's the other way around.

Stephie hands him the diploma.

Katya, the flowers.

- Okay, that's easy.

- No, it's not.

- When are you gonna tell her?

- In a minute.

It's too small.

- Misho?

- Yes?

- Get up.

- I'm taller than him.

Please, stand over there so I can see you.

Where's Ivan?

- How would I know where Ivan is?

- Go get him.

The kid recites the poem,

we raise the mic,

the minister enters from here.

You both are

in the second row on the left.

- The right.

- No, on the left.

- You said on the right.

- Yes, but now it's on the left.

Okay, so he walks

to the minister's right side

so that his left hand

can be facing the media.

Right?

Right.

Then come the two girls

with the flowers and the diploma.

They exit, the ceremony ends,

then the photo-shoot,

Where they have to be

as natural as possible.

- Ivan, take your pants off.

- What, here?

Yes, here. Please, stop fooling around.

You can see what we're dealing with.

- It's a rescue operation.

- May I get dressed now?

You may.

- What's Kolev doing here?

- I didn't know he was here.

Just make sure

he doesn't run into our man.

Good day and welcome to you all.

We're glad to have you here today

on this joyous occasion.

If our fellow journalists are all set,

we're ready to start.

Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready?

Thank you. You go ahead.

All at once, through rain and fog,

flickers, shimmers, then it's gone.

Lo! Right there, a little light,

a lantern flashing in the night

up there at the turning stands a linesman.

There it looms among the fog,

fatal danger, mighty rock!

The engine-driver is alert

and every lever will be served.

I've gotta take off your watch,

you're getting a new one now.

- But...

- I'll give it back to you first thing.

Face forward.

Slowly, slowly stops the train,

met by a lantern in the dark ahead.

A pale, wet linesman in the rain.

He's not waiting for a prize.

Rooted deep into his eyes

there is modesty and joy.

He's way too humble, way too coy.

Well clone, ye cheerful linesmen!

- P-p-p...

- You'll pee later.

Well done, well done to you all,

countless heroes of no name.

This poem sadly is too small

to bring you all to deserved fame.

Bravo.

Greetings, dear...

Greetings, dear colleagues...

guests.

Once again I'd like

to express my admiration

for the honorable deed of Tzanko Petrov...

25 years a linesman.

Because he proved...

that there were, are and always will be

honest and responsible employees.

Mr. Petrov, please, join me.

On his right.

May this watch serve you faithfully...

just like you faithfully

serve the Railways...

the Transport Ministry

and the Republic of Bulgaria.

Will the shoes be in the frame?

- It's all right.

- Will they or won't they?

They won't?

Is... Staykova... coming?

She's probably at the cocktail,

we'll find her later.

- You can approach now.

- We all set? Come.

Wait a sec.

The diploma, yes.

Make small talk while they're shooting,

can you do that?

How's the job?

25 years is a long time.

All in the same place?

Just don't forget to look into the camera.

Okay.

Uh, this hammer you linesmen use,

is it heavy?

A wrench, not a hammer.

Six kilos.

Tzanko! Into the camera.

Six kilos?

You must've developed

a very strong fist for those years.

Will you shake my hand?

- How's that, is it okay?

- It's okay.

Could you smile a bit more?

Especially you, Tzanko. Please.

Why don't you ask me something?

Now's your chance. Ask me a question.

You ask, we answer, right? Go ahead now.

How much longer are you going

to delay our paychecks?

Hold on just a little longer, will you?

- Into the camera.

- We're in a crisis.

Everybody else is waiting and you can't.

What are 2 months?

Just a little patience,

you'll get your money.

Everyone else did, you will too.

I know where the problem is.

Good for you, bravo.

- Too much fuel is being stolen.

- Tzanko, look this way!

Let us talk about something more festive.

After all, we've gathered here

on such a fine occasion.

- Please, smile.

- Exactly.

I know who's doing it.

Where they're doing it.

Oh, please, that's enough.

Give me the shoes.

- Just a few more shots.

- No, I can't be bothered anymore.

I've reported to my immediate superior...

- Got it, got it.

- ...and I wrote to headquarters.

Easy, easy.

That's it, we're done.

Come on, let's join the cocktail.

- Mrs. Staykova... will she be there?

- I bet we'll find her there.

10... 9... 8... 7...

What is it now?

Yes, speak.

I can't right now!

I guess today everybody's brains

have shrunken from the heat.

It's like I'm surrounded by retards.

Why the silence? Nothing happened!

I forgot, big deal!

I just took it, didn't I?

Thanks for that, by the way.

Yes, Minister.

I'm in the bathroom...

Bye!

What did he tell you?

Well, he can say what he wants,

it doesn't matter at all.

He's obviously retarded.

Just a sec. I'm sorry.

Just a sec.

We'll talk tonight, please.

Don't be mad! You hear?

Frowny face! We'll talk tonight! Jeez!

No, we can't replace it right now.

Mr. Petrov. How do you do?

Kiril Kolev, journalist.

Congratulations for the award.

Tzanko. Thanks.

I'd very much like to do

an interview with you.

I'd rather not.

What do you mean? You're a hero.

Not so much.

Anyway, in case you change your mind,

here's my card, the name of the show

is Point Blank, call me.

Hi there, Kolev.

- Come on.

- Where?

Okay, bye.

What about my...?

- Your what?

- My pants.

Oh, right. Wait here.

Did Mrs. Staykova call?

What about?

The watch.

Oh, no idea.

That's absurd! You're 40 years old!

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