02x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

-Hey, girlfriend!

Wanted to ask
how is our man?

Well, they healed him.
Or should we dig another hole?

-Your man is alive and well.

And not going back to Moscow.

Say thank you to your friend Verochka.

- I thought you ex*cuted her,
her brains melted.

- I had to let it out.

- Lenok, are you there, swam, or what?

And then I know this Verochka.

Maybe some help is needed?

- A minute of respect for the Muscovites is over.
And now, friends, a moment of attention.

The apple tree opened Vera Nadezhdovna's eyes.

And Vera - me.

Muscovites really live
in inhuman conditions

compared to such prosperous
cities like Two Hills.

That's why I decided to open the borders of the city

For everyone.

Meet, directly from Moscow.

- Ku-ku la-la.
- Ha ha chi chi.

- Not like that, Puzo.
- But in rhyme.

-Hi friend.

-What are you doing?
-Good deeds.

You see, I found a boletus.

Now I'm going to hit him
spores will scatter all over the clearing,

and Two Hills will regain their status
mushroom capital.

Girlfriend, do you want to do a good deed?

-I want to.

- Well, what are you, girlfriend? But I love you.

And Gera.

-Shut up, m*therf*cker!

(yell)

- Girl, you have so much aggression.

Did something happen in Moscow?

Share with me, you will feel better.
And I'll do another good deed.

- You won't help me.

If only my grandmother were here...

-I know who will replace your grandmother.

-Another tool to oppress women.

Woman-slaughterer. Every woman sitter
had its own pattern -

the mark by which a man
could distinguish his woman from someone else's.

Larissa, recording.

Presumably this device
served to connect the tongue with the lower lip.

For a woman to keep quiet.

(Larisa)
- You have a guest.

-Hi friend!

We need your help.

Say do you know anything
about patriarchal relations?

-Do I know?

I know.

And I thought no one in this city
not interested in history.

Here.

This is a landmark manual of the time.

How I missed butter!

The printer is just a g*n!

-Gerdos, when will my leather jacket be returned?

- They won't return.

(Larisa)
-Your clothes are made of animal skin,

this is an abuse of nature.
-Did you fall off the plum tree?

Muti me a new leather jacket, burgundy!

- Burgundy color is not available to you yet.

-What is available?
- Explore the color bar.

(Hera)
- Guys, let's have some garlic.

Why did you come?

-In terms of? Only for you and the artist
is it possible, perhaps, to get high here?

And we - a*s hedgehog?
-Rat!

I don't believe that Baron
just let you go.

-Im free person. Wherever I want, I go there.

(Larisa)
-Your suit is ready.

- Opachki!

Point, glasses and slippers!

-More more more!

Yep, more, more, more!

Here-here-here.

Everything, standing.

Lenusik!

(slow blues)

Ah, I get it, harassment.

-Good afternoon.
-Yes.

Ah... Soryamba.

Waiter!

Bring us...

fruits and...

vegetables.
-Great choice.

Natural products.

- And cover your rusty gate.

- Sasha, we agreed -
no alcohol. Pure meeting.

- Date.

This is me to myself.

Well, and you - morsik.

Currant.

By the way, this currant...
-Your people will definitely cope with everything?

- Don't vibrate, Lenok.

I sent the most inveterate scumbags to you.

Today your friends will know
that Muscovites are not f*cking people.

(energetic rap)

(crunch)

- Are you blind?

Here is the migration of deer beetles!

- The beetle is clearly dead.

- Boys, you have problems.

- I'm sorry, friend.

We just missed the sign.

-Ah, yes? Well, you didn't say right away.

Then I went.

On sarcasm courses.

This is a traffic accident.
with a lethal outcome.

- I'll show them the incident.

- Girl, don't be so strict.

Something similar can happen to anyone.
Is it true?

(crying)
- He jumped out of the grass so abruptly ...

-Calmly.

Change your clothes.

There may be mustaches on your clothes
and traces of chitin.

-A! Thanks, Vera.

- One day - at least this day
may never come

I ask you to do me a favor.

-OK. For the first time, I'm sorry.

Boys, I think
in this cruel world

you need a patron.

-We'll handle it. Come on.

- Now "Muscovites are people too" -
it's just three words.

But I know how to make it
whole movement, political force,

and together with you we can...

- Hear, patroness? Take it off.

-And this is the official position of our movement.

-I'm constantly imagining

how Hera and Iya have sex.

And I want to hurt them.
Especially Ye.

-Here. I feel the same way
when I see you with Hero.

And I want to hurt Hera.

It's obvious that you're feeling jealous.
-What?

- It's a very dangerous feeling.
Typical of patriarchal relationships.

Often led to m*rder.

- Girlfriend, I'm here.

So, how do you get rid of it?

-Yes, now.

Yes. "Jealousy is first of all
self-esteem problem.

Experiment with your looks
be bolder.

Flirt with some hottie
in front of your crush.

And don't forget to pump your a*s all the time."

A disgusting tale.

My advice to you:
end patriarchal relationships.

Remember where this has led mankind.
-Yes. Yes.

Can I have a question?

And who is crash and how to pump a*s?

(relaxing music)

-Look, what a good as*h*le.

- I'm Uva.
-Rat.

Uh... Yura.

You go on, go on.

- You can't stare for too long.
this is visual harassment.

And this is the main symbol of matriarchy.
Don't even look in his direction.

-Yes, to hell with us an apple tree without apples.

Hera, take a minute to talk.

I completed courses in conciseness,
I'll be up in a minute.

-Listen, Yura.

Campaign, Baron us exactly this
ordered an apple tree.

-Stoyamba!

Let's wait for the night.

In the meantime, let's hang out with friends.

Let's have a party!

-I had sex with Rada

solely for the sake of our friendship.

Buddy, I'm the Keeper of the seed
I can't be worried.

World?

-You know what, buddy?

sign up for a disappearance course.

- I stole this handsome man from the gypsies.

-What an applesauce!

By the way, carrots improve eyesight.

Thanks to her, I immediately saw you.

- Do you have any news from your people?

- Don't worry, Lenok. Everything's under control.

(Meladze K. - "Beautiful")

(fake singing)
-On the first day of spring at the edge of the earth

Unexpectedly, we met with you...

- Can we dance better?

-It is necessary?

-That's the rules of the date.

-But spring love has come to us.

She was desperately beautiful.

Beautiful...

- Soryamba. you stole from us
the best voice of Moscow.

-Beautifully you left her...

-We didn't agree.
It's a violation of social distancing.

- Lenok, okay.

-...This is my heart...

- Sasha, hands.

So, that's it, I'm leaving.

(music stops)

(shutter click)

- We're not done yet.

-Look, what white fangs I cleaned myself!

-Like a toilet.
Where have you seen such clean toilets?

- Guys, how many people should come?

- Well, there, Uva with a friend, more girls from yoga.

-What girls? According to housing standards
no more than six people.

- Well, go for a walk outside.
(laugh)

- Hear? This is my home.

(Larisa)
-The level of aggression is exceeded.

Possibility of calling the police.

Oh, more friends are coming.

-Larisa, sleep mode.

(Larisa)
-With pleasure. I heard this here!

-Did you call the referee?
She just ex*cuted me!

-Hey everyone. Meet this is my mom.

-Asia.

- Mom, this is a mouse.

-Rat! Yura is better.

- You said you'd take a friend.

- Mom is my best friend.

-Hi all!

And we have a cartridge with a gala dinner.

- What's frozen? Fly in!

-Come on.

- Oh, how ... how many of us today.

Good thing I'm not on duty.

And then you would have to fine all of you.

- And we have a cartridge

with festive moonshine.
-Come on, come on!

(tense music)

(clink of glass, scream)

- I will not take up arms.

- All right, Lenus.

sh**t once, let off steam.

You will like it, I answer.

-If you promise
that this is where our date will end.

- I give you a tooth. Well, I kind of swear.

Well, sort of like an apple.

- I can't use it.

-I'll teach.

-Distance!

-Lenusik, hare. This is Moscow,
no one keeps a distance here.

So, slender legs shoulder width apart.

Here.

We press the butt to the shoulder.

Inhale.

Holding our breath

and we sh**t.

(Elena squeals)

-I got?
-Well, yes...

-I got!

Apparently the carrot helped.

Yes, it should be noted.

-No, thank you very much.

Can I try again?
-A!

Of course you can.

-How many containers can be transferred?

Soon there will be moonshine -
out, sip from the palms.

(light music)

- Help yourself, this is our national drink -
Screwdriver.

- How beautiful it sounds - Screwdriver.

I'm canceling social distancing!

(everyone screams happily)

You have such beautiful hair!

- By the way, I
I washed my hair 12 times today.

-Yes?

- Hera, I got you a Screwdriver.

-Thank you.

I am now.

(clears throat)

Isn't it to hell with moonshine
in your Screwdriver?

Actually, they don't thump here.

- Don't ssy, we have connections in court.

Hera, where are you taking her?
-I'm going to make a new one.

Just in this Screwdriver the ingredients
mixed incorrectly. Bitter.

- Hera, don't make it up, she's perfect.

I confiscate in the name of the law.

-Hi friend. What are you -
robbed the Museum of Patriarchy?

- I borrowed it from my grandmother.

In vain we came here.
- You're a friend.

Now Hera will faint from jealousy.

(shots)

- Barosha, you would calm down your woman.

She is now all our cartridges otshmalit.
And you said it yourself - cartridges are worth their weight in gold.

(shots)
- Close the chute.

-More!

-Let's.

- Wow, newbies are lucky.

In!

-That's my Martin!

- Congratulations on your loot.

(in panic)
- Did I k*ll an animal?

Well, not exactly an animal. Yes, goose.

Calm, calm, all is well.

Here, Lenusik, take a sip.

-Is that alcohol?
-Well, yes.

-A! Claudia!

-Everything is fine.
- Klava, get me out of here!

Claudia!

(decisive music)

-What happens...

it was all for nothing, right?

- a good girl
needs to be spoiled a little.

She'll be thinking about me all night now.

I saw you doing yoga.

Maybe let's go
would you brag to me about your flexibility?

-We don't brag.

You can be fined for this.

-Berry-tygoda, berry-tygoda, berry-tygoda!
-What?

- Laugh at my joke, the crash is coming.

(laugh)

-Glad,

can we talk?

- Well, talk.

-What's going on with you?

Who advised you again?

- Nobody, I just decided to change the image.

- Girlfriend, it seems to me that a square will suit you.

-A! OK then.

Good evening.
-Yes.

- Heard? We have canceled social distancing.

- I'm even more jealous.

-Then it's our turn.

-What are you doing?
- Help!

- Fu, don't, you disgust me!

-"Ugh"?

Yulik, where are you?

-Rat, you need to talk.

-I'm Yura.

- Yur, some kind of rotten one.

In Moscow, women are more accommodating.

Let's go cut an apple tree.

-Agree. I only drive into a tubzik
to the track.

Gerdos,

forgive us, we are finished.

Glad you're being stupid.

Remember what Roza Milanovna taught us,
keep her cloud.

You need to share everything with your girlfriend.

Hera is not your property.

(ring signal)

- A minute of hugs!

-I love you my friend.

-What kind of friend are you?

You act like a b*tch.

-Where are you going, Puzo?
-What are you?

-So.

- Report on me as soon as possible.
You envy every little thing.

- Well, return the ax!
The Baron will eat me with sh*t for him.

What will he do to you
it is behind the dome.

-I have a new "Lily of the Valley" -
"let me use"

new bike - "let me ride"
new friend - "let me have sex with him."

- Glad, let me go!

Since I'm such a b*tch

I'll go to Hera, have sex with him
one more time or another.

(tense music)

-A-ah-ah!

- I did warn you.

Jealousy kills.

-Glad!

Glad, what's going on with you?

-I don't know! Leave me alone.

-Geranium, Belly is gone.

- Hey, ditch!

Went.

(alert music)

-Now we...

we will fertilize your matriarchy.

- Stop!

Do not do that!

-I must!
-To whom? Baron?

How old are you, friend?

-Nineteen.

-You have your whole life ahead of you.
so many possibilities!

And you want to f*ck them.

- Nobody gives it to me anyway.

-That's for now. Our movement
"Muscovites are people too" will change everything.

You are young.
Even, by the way, not very ugly.

-Is it true?
-Certainly.

Everything will be very good for you.
Now get up slowly.

Yeah, put on your pants.

Maybe we'll still work
on the same team?

-"You disgust me"!

-The Baron's attic is leaking.

I dropped all the cartridges on the woman.

I feel sorry for Martin too.

He was such a soulful goose.

At night he will come, he will lie on his belly -

and immediately warm.

Pass the mustards.

-Something ours from Two Hills do not return.

Maybe it's... what happened?

Or they liked it.