- What's he... - It's the painting. - He's pointing at the painting. - Hold on. You know what he's saying? He is saying, "I am the lamb." Huh? "I am the lamb and you, you, my children, have given me life." Yes! Or the lamb is the people and the milk is socialism. Maybe he's the milk. Maybe you're the tit. - Maybe he just wants a drink. - A drink of milk.
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Five... nine.
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Let's go!
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- Comrade Director. - Oh, shit.
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First three names on list. Top name, apartment 15. Go. Go, go.
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Come on. Where are you going? Get round here. Get on the bus.
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Comrade, it's the greatest honour. He can't see me bow.
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And I'll leave the rest up to you.
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- Yeah. - You don't seem confident. Well, I wasn't the one on the phone. And it was definitely a nine, wasn't it? - I wasn't the one on the phone. - You keep saying that. - It's not helping. - I wasn't, though. So... A grenade in his mouth!
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Oh, there he goes. Yes, we see your list, Beria.
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- I'm regretting this already. - Get in the car. - What? - Can't talk. Get in the car.
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- Erm... no. It went out live. - Stay. Stay. Okay, nobody leave! Nobody leave! Lock the doors! Lock those doors! If you wouldn't mind just taking your seats again. That would be fantastic.
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Shoot her before him, but make sure he sees it. Oh, and this one... um... Kill him, take him to his church, dump him in the pulpit.
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I think you split a couple of notes. You cheeky bugger. I did not. - How was it? Was it good? - I thought wonderful. Was the concerto recorded?
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- Always cracks me up, this one. - And then boom! I'll have these dispatched. That's how you turn a Prussian into a bowl of soup.
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Go and get some more people in off the street. Fat ones, so we don't need as many. Really? How fat? I could get my wife. She'd deaden the acoustic. Comrades... Comrades, shut up!
