The Justice of Wolves Page #3

 
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2010
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Misha, my dear friend!

Warming your ass on your island,

aren't you?

Crashed down on my head.

There 's no God up them.

Iris' damn cold here.

A very cold autumn.

I can't hear you very well, Stepan"

I'm in the can.

Have your islanders arrived yet?

Not yet What could have happened?

I don't know, it was all arranged

I've made arrangements.

Probably something 's wrong

with the papers.

The whole of Lenflm is here.

I pulled some strings.

So you 'll work 111 the studio

with the sound engineers.

- And what about you?

- I'll go to the front.

My camera is my weapon

I 'll be a reporter

with the Air Force squadron"

And what about me?

One kilo, please.

Thank you"

We 'll see each other soon"

Stepan!

We 'll defeat Hitler,

which won't take long,

and I 'll come back.

Au fight, dad

I 'd like to meet this Hitler

I did not even dare tell

my father about my powers.

- Alfred, is that you?

- Yeah, it 's ma.

M any times, though, I fantasized

about being taken to Berlin,

Have the guests arrived?

Meeting Hitler and

murdering him..

How are you?

Why didn't you answer my calls?

Call me when our guests arrive,

the people

who we've done all this for.

Something occurred to me today:

Being old

means that you still love life

but life

doesn't love you any more.

Come back, Mika

I 'll call you"

Forgive me, Alfred.

Mika!

When I realized that none of those

I had been waiting for

would come to my island;

I left it.

I settled down in a small

seaside town not far away.

My god, Misha, i'd say

you're hot!

To stop feeling lonely

I started a diary again...

Wipe away your tears, my dear friend.

Don't cry for me any more.

Open up, honey! It's ma.

It's my husband'.

Oh, my God.f.

It's my husband

I sought this eternal life myself

and dreamt of that distant land.

Hurry up, sweetheart.

- Is it you, my sweetie?

- Let me in right now!

Run"

- Is it you, my sweetie?

- It's getting on my nerves!

There the white snowstorms fade

And the night rocks the cradle of God.

- Have you lost the key or what?

- Coming, sweetheart!

What's taking you so long?

Misha, are you a fool or what?

Beyond there 's only light

And it's only there that we 'll have.

- Want to break your neck?

- You haven't seen anything.

If you rat on me, I'll kill you"

forgiveness for everything.

Everything! Everything is stolen!

Several pairs of boots, shirts,

a winter overcoat

with an astrakhan collar:

There is a mist-covered country

Somewhere beyond the seas.

Anything else?

A beige suit with a waistcoat.

Do you suspect anyone,

Mn Olshevsky?

I'm afraid;

Mika!

Mika! Here you are!

The only person I can think of.

They have arrived'

is my friend 's son.

Mika..

Mikhail Polyakov.

Polyakov?

He's spent time

His father is 111 the front

And Mika...

- Mika? Is that a nickname?

- Na.

Where 's the gear?

Who bought it from you?

I didn't steal anything.

So you didn't..

Did you read this?

Semyonov and Onoprienko

with their own eyes

saw Polyakov, the guy from

the sound shop,

jump from a first floor window

of the hotel

with a big bundle in his hands

I didn't steal.

He didn't steal..

What was in the bundle

you had in your hands?

By the way, Olshevsky lives

in the ground floor:

Nice jacket!

Come on, take it off?

You, stinking rats, knock it off?

Leave the boy alone.

I won't say it twice,

motherfuckers!

Do you want to stab us, thug?

That's an option"

A knife...

Sh*t in your pants, a**holes?

Show them, Lavrik!

Cut their f***ing balls 0.

They 'll kick the bucket anyway.

- I need to pee..

- So what's the problem?

It's over them.

It's not coming out.

They beat your kidneys

It's all swollen in there.

Don't worry, relax, give it time,

it'll come.

Will you also wipe his ass?

I will if I have to.

And then I 'll make you gobble

up the paper, bastard'

I said the cops had beaten

his kidneys to a pulp.

Where 're you going?

Do you think I didn't see?

I saw You spent the night

with Misha.

That's a lie

Misha is in jail

but he's innocent.

- The boy was in your bed!

- Nonsense. f.

- What are you talking about?!

- You must go to the police.

You must tell them You 're

pretg/, they 'll listen to you"

Please, here 's some money.

What? Money?

- Please!

- B itch y b*tch!

- Wait! Where 're you going?

- I know my way.

You can't go in there!

You 're not a detective,

you're a fascist!

Stop shouting!

Calm down, mother!

Misha could never take anything

from anyone!

He jumped from the first floor:

That was only physical training.

- Who did he jump from?

- What do I care?

All he had with him were

his pants, shirt and sandals!

If you don't release the boy,

tomorrow I 'll go to the main

party committee, damn it!

Polyakov, take your

and get out!

Told you they 'd let him out.

How come they let out him,

but not me?

That's because you 're

a syphilitic.

F***!

See you soon!

Misha, don't forget us.

Here in Munich I try to figure out

why that accident 111 school

gave me such inexplicable

powers

I think of having a medical

examination in a local clinic.

But I'm afraid I 'd be taken

for a monster.

What else can doctors think

about someone

who can kill with a look?

Misha! Hi there!

Come with me!

I'm here with a classy chick.

Let 's grab a bite here

and go to her place.

No, thanks, Lavrik.

- Why not?

- -Dad's coming

I had a word with the fence

who bought the loot from

those who set you up.

He spilled out that tonight

they were bringing more.

- Let's tum them in to the cops.

- Na

I 'll deal with them myself.#

Misha, I could help you

with than.

No, Lavrik, thanks

I 'U manage.

I was waiting for the two guys

who saw me jump off

Lida the singer's balcony.

They grassed on me, saying

I had robbed Olshevsky.

They called me a thief yet they

were the ones who were breaking

into apartments and hotel rooms.

Today they forced the lock

of the storage room.

Stay where you are, a**holes!

You punished the bastards well!

My respects.

How about working together?

- Want me to draw your portrait?

- No, Misha

I don't need publicity.

I'm not an ordinary guy.

I'm a thief.

And I don't want to show

my mug around

I 'll tell you something.

They buried one of them

The other one is alive

Halfway.

Can 't move his arm and his leg,

and one side of his face.

He pisses and shits in his pants.

Do you have anything to tell me?

Not really.

- Nothing to tell you"

- I respect that

I 'll tell you more:

I 'd never have expected that..

You 're the man of steel, Misha.

Have you lost your way, captain?

I'm looking for my son.

His name is Misha

I was told he helped someone

unload a truck here.

- Here, help yourself, captain.

- Thanks.

Here 's to us.

He knows where Misha is.

Let's go, captain"

We'll find your Misha in no time.

- Thank you"

- Good luck.

There's your Misha!

Mika!

Dad.f.

Son.

Dad take me away from here.

I can do many things:

I can't, son. Iris' wartime.

The first patrol will stop you,

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Vladimir Kunin

Vladimir Vladimirovich Kunin (Владимир Владимирович Кунин) (actually Vladimir Feinberg, June 19, 1927, Leningrad - 4 February 2011, Munich) was a Russian writer, playwright and screenwriter. Kunin was a member of the Union of Cinematographers of the Russian Federation, the Russian Union of Writers (Союз писателей России) as well as an honorary member of the International association of writers and publicists (Международная ассоциация писателей и публицистов). more…

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