Yolki 2 Page #3

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- Yulia!

- What's wrong?

Hey girl, don't be upset.

Who needs men anyways nowadays?

Of course. And it's only 8 years!

Why do keep talking about 8 years?

What's wrong with you?

I'm doing all this for her own good.

- So she doesn't live a lie.

- You talk about it like a prison sentence!

- It's all astrology...

- What astrology?

- This science is 10,000 years old...

- It's not a science at all!

- What's your solution?

- What's yours?

Toma!

Let's put the flowers

on the table?

Peter, leave us alone!

While in Ufa girlfriends were arguing

which is better

to burn paper or use astrology,

in Perm two athletes decided

to find out in a fair battle

who is cooler

a skier or a snowboarder.

What's up?

A great slope, right?

We agreed that I choose.

Or maybe you got the jitters?

Start the count.

Three, two, one.

What are you doing?

You need to count to 5.

OK, let's count to 5.

Yes.

Kolyan became the second link

in the chain of six handshakes.

Hello, Kolyan.

This is Misha from Kazan.

There's something important

I need your help with.

One little girl got herself into a pile of lies,

and now she can't get out of it.

Remember you told me that in Sochi you rode the same slope with the President?

With the President?

Yes, I remember.

Could you ask the President to add a couple of words to his New Year speech?

Actually, I lost the President's phone number.

My SIM card broke.

But I've got the number

of Vera Brezhneva.

She's a big celebrity.

Everyone knows her. She can definitely help.

Thank you.

I'll send you the words in a text message then. Just in case.

- Who called?

- Santa. Let's go.

What do you think,

is Santa a skier or a snowboarder?

- A snowboarder!

- No way! He has a ski stick, got it?

Maybe that's a snowboarding staff? Just imagine Santa riding the snowboard like it's a piece of carton.

- Exactly! It's easier to ride carton than your board.

- Easier to not ride at all, but go to a beach instead!

- Your board is a useless piece of...

- Shut up!

Let's go.

On the count of 5.

One,

two,

Five!

I'm first!

You'll be first

with your girlfriend.

Right now you're second!

Good grief.

Those punks ruined the mailbox.

You killed Mrs. Manya?

What shall we do?

I've read somewhere.

You need to close her nose,

then kiss her,

then she'll come around.

Any other options?

You need to put the skies on her feet

to make it look

like she had a ski accident.

You think someone will believe that granny decided to go skiing down a building staircase on New Year's Eve?

You're right there. Granny would have definitely chosen the snowboard.

What a hoot!

We can call an ambulance.

Exactly!

Why didn't you say that earlier?

Dimwit!

Chief.

Chief.

(singing)

So I poured the vodka into the aquarium...

Drink it, fishies...

Drink it, fishies, a toast to my birthday.

Forget where you are...

Life will seem great...

Dressed as a Santa and his Snow Maiden.

Read the report. They robbed 2 stores

in the last 24 hours.

Enough polish, Petrovich.

Petrovich! Happy New Year!

What's going on?

- What have we got here?

- Let's see.

- Who called?

- Don't know.

Krayevaya, we've got a patient.

What is it?

Unconscious, about 70 years old.

Has pulse, but an eye is missing.

- Where's the eye?

- How would I know?

An eye prosthetic is missing.

How will she watch TV now?

You almost killed Mrs. Manya,

but I'm gonna save a little girl. Know why?

Because a snowboarder

is better than a skier.

- What hospital are they taking her to?

- I think the Krayevaya.

On Pushkin Street.

Vera, the car broke down

and it's -30C outside. Relax.

- Want a candy?

- Fedya, we agreed to only one concert.

You never said anything about the club.

We were supposed to fly out today.

Young man, please, take us to the airport.

Calm down, Vera.

No, we're still going to the club.

What's wrong with you, Vera?

- C'mon, it's okay.

- Nothing is okay!

I'm not some toy.

- Why so moody tonight?

- Keep your hands to yourself, Fyodor.

- My moody little star.

- Stop it.

What's going on?

Why have we stopped?

- It's the generator.

- Damn!

- So what do we do now?

- We need to push the car.

If we push it, it will start.

Hey!

Where are you taking me?

Stop this instant.

- Hello!

- Fedya, I've been kidnapped.

Sunshine... Is he harassing you?

No, not really.

Hey!

I don't get it, where is he taking you?

How would I know?

Where are we going?

- To the airport.

- To the airport.

What damn airport?

Who decided that?

Who decided that?

Bondarev, Pavel Sergeyevich.

Bondarev, Pavel Sergeyevich...

Who is that Bondarev?

Who is that?

That's me.

That's me.

Wait a minute,

what do you mean "me"?

Young man, what are you doing?

- You yourself wanted to go to the airport.

- Since when did you start knowing what I want?

This is the first time I see you.

And I see you every day.

Hello!

What is he saying to you?

Listen, talk to him yourself.

For you.

Speaking.

Bondarev, do you understand that because of you we're being late to the club?

But you had agreed to only one concert.

That's none of your business!

If in the next minute you don't...

Call got dropped.

Alright, Pavel Sergeyevich, that was really funny. But now you need to turn around.

(singing)

I see the password.

I see the sign.

I have faith only in

that love will save the world.

I see the password.

- I see the sign...

- You're singing it wrong.

I know the password.

I see the sign.

I have faith only in

that love will save the world.

I know the password.

I see the sign.

In a river of color

love will save the world.

It's like I'm going through puberty

all over again.

Saw her picture on Facebook

and fell in love.

Just from one photo.

Fell for her hard.

Seriously, I've been waiting

for her all my life.

We've been together only 3 days...

I swear I've never had anything

like this before.

I'm going to pop the question.

(in English)

Will you marry me?

She teaches English.

- Really? - Yes.

- Mine too.

- Jenya.

- Kolya.

Where does yours teach?

At a gymnasium.

On an island.

Vasilyevsky Island?

Yeah, how did you guess?

What's her name?

I even wrote her a song.

Who are you, my dear Olya?

I really love your photos.

The ones where you're in a white bra

Standing next to a tanned bro.

So? Do you like it?

- Bye-bye.

- She doesn't have a boyfriend already?

There was some guy.

Indecisive.

Many years together,

but he never married her.

Let's get a flat first, he said...

car, summer villa...

He's constantly away

on important business trips.

Anyways, she dumped him.

- Did she?

- She did.

There were some problems in bed too.

What problems?

Well, you know, down there...

his boot is not turning out.

Get it?

You said I have problems in bed?

Why don't you try

working for 20 hours a day.

Chicken or fish?

What?

Chicken or fish?

Chicken or fish?

Aren't you afraid

that he's gonna show up?

Who?

That guy...

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