Right, with me. Come on. All right, jug, rug, flowers. Right, grab that.
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Fucking apartments.
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- Well, I'd kept her as... - Yeah, but I just want one person.
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Are we done? Hm? We will convene tomorrow after the funeral. I will nominate some scapegoats. We can arraign a couple of the officers who fired. - No harm done. - Are you okay? Only comrades and friends could shout at each other like this. Right, so we'll fix this in committee, all right? Right, right... He's using you, Georgy. He's using you and then he's gonna kill you. - You saw those papers. - What are you talking about? Jesus, Nicky, he was pointing at you. He wasn't pointing at me. No, he said "all of you". No, no. I was over there, you know? - And he went "all of you". - Yeah, "all of you". - No, no. - Yes. - "All of you." - All of us. No, he said "all of you". You know, all of you can kiss my Russian arse. All of you.
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Come this way.
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- Um, sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have... - Oh, come on. No, no. You both called the blameless Polina Molotova a traitor and a parasite in her own apartment. I heard you. She was guilty. You found her guilty. And Stalin agreed. Nobody doubted. Nobody doubted. Past tense, you see. In the good old days you pine for, that sort of dissonance would have had you both shot. Both of you. Oh, this is just fucking wordplay. Oh, is it?
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- So, in accordance... - I call this meeting to order. My apologies.
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It's over! I want a second opinion. I don't trust these creatures to... - I mean, how old are you? - I'm 29. That's a lie. How old are you? You look dead.
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Might we respectfully stand down from our position? Beria...
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New lists. Ladies and gentlemen, reset your watches.
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I won't forget it. Comrade.
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It's great to have you back.
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Implement our lists.
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...sucking the cocks and balls of Zionist... New York... New York Zionist queers in petticoats. Look at them. You see? Those brain thieves. - Do not translate this. - I see you. Heed me. - There's food next door, gentlemen. - I'm Stalin's son! You will not take me down. I will not go down! Please, this side. I'm sorry. I apologise.
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Trophy hunting, comrade? Oh, Svetlana. No, no. I was... We were just about to make a toast to your father's health and I know he kept some fine vodka here somewhere. Well, better you find it than my brother. Ah, yes. Vasily.