The Justice of Wolves Page #4

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and I won't be able to do

anything

I don't like it here, dad

I can't, Mika

I 'd take you but..

- Don't take the clothes.

- Why 7.

All fences are cops' informers

We don't need problems.

Take dough and yellow metal.

That is, cash and gold.

We have to fiind them first.

Every thief knows:

Dough is hidden on the shelves

with bed-linen,

and gold and jewelry is kept

in flower pots.

There you go.

And then I saw a flower pot

and the golden

hidden inside.

Lavrik had not wasted his time

trying to convince me

to become his partner

in Robin Hood crimes.

He called it so,

in his romantic way,

to our raids on the houses

of the local moneybags.

Good work!

- You 're late again!

- Downside of our profession.

Wash your hands and let's

have some lunch.

H era.

And don't stash it away.

Buy something useful

for the house.

Misha surprised me today:

He can see through the walls.

You 'll stay 111 our place, Misha,

won't you?

There's enough room for everyone.

I own the whole place.

Buy him a good couch.

And a wide one 111 that.

Who knows who'll roll

onto him 111 night

I fell in love with Lavrik

at first sight.

The minute I saw him

I liked everything about him:

The stripes on the sailor's vest

under his open-necked shirt,

and his jacket, and the boots.

And his tender approach,

no foul language..

- Can he do without it?

- Sura.

- What presents he gave me!

- Come on!

- Let's drink Here 's to us!

- To us!

There 's only one thing

I don't like about Lavrik:

He reads too much.

It can drive you crazy.

I once tried to read one

of his books

I got to the 3rd page and

had a headache.

Gramophone is much better:

You tum it on, put on a record..

What's so Robin-Hood-like

about burgling the rich?

I keep falling lower and lower.

'My heart's in the highlands

My heart is not here...'.

How about

having some fresh air

in the mountains?

What do you say, Lilya?

Let's drive to Medea.

We 'll have some fun,

catch butterflies,

entertain the ladies.

But we have to find someone

for Misha.

How about Sveta,

the pretty Moldavian girl?

She'd be a good match

for Misha

Misha, it's your tum to kiss!

Sveta, stop gobbling.

- I'm not gobbling.

- I can see that.

Let's go.

It was a brilliant idea

to come here.

Let's have a drink.

Sveta, who taught you all this?

My step-father:

He taught me this since I was 10.

And then he left us,

mother and me, both pregnant.

- You were 10?

- 12. And don't ask me anymore

I love you so much, Misha

I was madly in love with Sveta

I liked everything about hen.

Her laughter, her breasts

like Fergana melons.

I robbed the rich and gave the loot

to the poor:

That is, I gave it to Sveta.

- What's taking them so long?

- They 'll be here, wait.

We've got company.

I'm sure it was clean.

Don't worry, we 'll get away

through the backyard.

Get in!

Hold on!

Are you ready?

Give way!

Sorry, broth er!

Poor crops this year!

- They're catching up with us!

- Don't fret, Misha!

There 's not a cop on earth

who could catch me!

- Can I go now?

- Lie still!

Your task was to make

Polyakov fall for you"

We need to know his every move

And what have you done, b*tch?

- I know his moves.

- So you do?

- Where was he yesterday?

- He was painting my portrait.

He's an artist.

He's a thief and his partner

is also an 'artist', like him.

And we have to catch them

red-handed.

Do you get it, b*tch?

If I don't know where they are

and what they are planning to do

I 'll put your alcoholic of

a mother into a nuthouse,

and your broth er will go

to an orphanage.

And you 'll get 2 years in prison

for concealing information,

and 3 more for intentional

infection with a venereal disease.

On the whole you're in for

five years.

- But I'm healthy.

- So far you are.

Safari..

Wait till I put you in

a prison cell for a day.

You 'll get the whole range

from clap to chancre.

Do you want to go to a concert

at the club tomorrow?

- When does it start?

- At 730

I won't make it.

Lavrik and I are going to Talagar

on business.

Let's do it some other time

I dreamt of the island again"

I saw its shore,

its yellow sandy beaches

and tall palm-trees

I saw people.

They were laughing and talking

I wanted to ask them

how they got to the island

of my dreams.

But then I soared up

towards the clouds

and the island vanished.

Two burglars are going to Talagar

on business.

Our task is to apprehend them.

Perhaps we should take more men?

- Why do we need them?

- They've got a gun.

A shitty poet and a f***ing artist.

Don't make me laugh.

Sh*t!

Iris' here.

Lavrik, maybe, we'd better leave?

I have a bad feeling about this.

A new life starts behind this wall.

We 'll take with us our girls,

a heap of books

and buy a house

overlooking the sea.

And you were afraid stupid.

Hands up!

- High er!

- Don't sh out.

Sh*t!

We give in.

What is this?

What about our house

overlooking the sea?

I didn't expect to see you here,

Polyakov.

Neither did I, Petr Alexeevich.

Take a seat.

Tell me honestly, Mikhail,

did you kill our detective?

Me? How?

That's exactly what I 'd like

to know.

No wounds on the body,

yet the man is dead.

That reminded me of our

first encounter on the train.

We were after those who had

murdered your dad's assistant.

- Do you remember?

- I do.

So what?

The point is that

when we searched the train

we found the body

of an old offender

without any traces

of violent death.

It seems the bandit was about

to shoot you

but all of a sudden he cranked.

It happens.

It happens..

But only when you are around,

somehow

I've looked through some files

and came across a strange case:

The death of two a**holes

in a police can.

When they died; Polyakov,

you happened to be in that can.

Not only ma.

Th ere was also a witness,

a homeless boy.

He stated that you had killed

the two thugs

with a look.

Do you want to tell me

how it happened?

Two husky fellows die

without any traces

of violence.

Don't you find it strange?

Did someone check their health?

Lavrlk also was healthy,

and look at him now...

Don't duck my questions.

Why do all these deaths

look so much alike?

And every time you were around.

Or is it a coincidence?

Does anyone of your family

know where you are?

I have no one.

Here, Mikhail, read this.

This newspaper contains the news

that is very sad but very important

for you"

"Soviet cinema suffers a loss

Sergey Polyakov killed"

Dad! Father!

Cut the h hysterics!

Want to feign it, wait

until morning.

Doctor will give you an enema

And now sleep!

Dad.f.

Daddy!

Open the door!

I'm suffocating..

Bars..

I'm in pain!

I can't breathe.

- Thank you, Petr Alexeevich.

- What for?

For helping me to get to

the Air Force school.

F or taking care, for everything

Misha, why did you decide

to be a pilot?

Do you want to be like Chkalov?

No, Kulpan, I want to be

like my father:

Here, Mika, take it

You 'll need it.

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