Movie: They fought for the Motherland

Oh, I would say to you now, but not for you keep the most expensive and rare words...

- You know, to Sing, better you instead of the dog's tenderness, would give me a grenade!
- I'll give you a grenade, Peter, I'll give you. On you grenade!
- Give can will fit in the case.
On you. This pulls over the head and his reptile! Over the head with it!

Look, sons, what kind of fog is around. The same black fog mountain is hanging over our people. This is the mountain people and sleep at night - not falling asleep, and the day through this mountain of white light can not see. And we must remember this always.

- Man, he is heroic! And the growth? Well then... no Wonder they say that small bug, but smelly. Heroism takes. As still this is the warlord... You're ancient history studied ever, Nekrasov?
- I don't know, don't know, will not boast.
- In vain are not taught, Nekrasov, in vain Here, for example, in the old days was such a famous commander. ... Alexander Of Macedon. About what's his last name, him to high hell...So about the identity of his commandment about the enemy was so - came, saw and left marks! And careful, son, it happened that the enemy, after this hundred years, the sneezes did not come to their senses!

- Permission to proceed, Sergeant?
- Act, the current is something I doubt. Disappoint you have, Lopakhin!
- I let you down?
- It's very simple even fail. This is how to please a woman to no one, and twenty-seven souls grubs were released? Here, a miner, I would say, it is necessary to work hoo...
And I works do not count!
- Well, well...

- You better about your secret disease tell!
- Don't laugh it. Then the laughter - bad.
- If you want to know, trench disease, that's what!
- It is well, Nekrasov? Something like that here, sort of?
- No, this is not what you foolishly think. It is a disease not of the body, and brain.
Brain! Yes, you can't be a disease for you! Her to settle-then nothing! Nekrasov! Because soil is not present...
- What does she look like? Well, tell me, what are you doing!
- See how it turned out... Spring, remember, the actor? When the realignment was going, we moved along the front, spent the night in Semenovka. A hundred and fifty in a hut crammed. Slept and jacks, and sitting, and everything else. In the house stuffy, hot, and all that I breathe - no strength. I Wake up on the shallow need and Vasanas me like I'm in the dugout, and for me to come - you need the stairs to climb. In memory was, just remember, and climbed on the stove. And on the stove - the old woman slept. She the old woman of ninety or a hundred years. It is already of old age all the moss came from.
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It is clear that this woman foolishly imagined... I'm on pristupne furnace, and she's old junk sort of mangy, half-awake, with fright, of course, excited, and so pitifully said, "my benefactor, you what it is doing, damn son?" And she boots me in the face pokes. And laughter and sin, to God. I said, "Grandma, excuse me, for Christ's sake! Do not make a noise. And stop legs waving, but one never knows, they do you in your old age, get rid of him. Sorry, I say, grandma, sorry to interrupt you, but you're the only one for his innocence, no worries, you get cholera". With the and tears.
- The old woman?
With pristupa, you fool!

Drifted in Grobina your mother! Finished now... so, Sasha, we need to beat them!

Hey! Petitioner Ivan! Coit you're old and grey, more top-something crawl? In excavation work, as in love, we need to reach a certain depth! And you're still on top of strive to dig! Surface you are a man, Vanya!

We washed their BL.. y! They are on the move wanted to take them, unceremoniously, and we did show them. Let go again, we again cleaned up.

Has smiled upon us cancers! Your three the Lord God, the old tower...

The mother now knows, as she then will live? That's when these kids, at eighteen, at nineteen years old my eyes are killing, I want to cry. I die is another matter, I'm an old dog, life from all sides sniff. But when such kids...

If love of country is kept in our hearts and will be stored as long as these hearts beat, the hatred of the enemy, always we wear on the tips of bayonets.

After all, that's what brought the person, you bastards! Of course I, as a non-partisan, all this religion is not forbidden. But still not very, not so very figurista I did it... Probably need cause - not only is the trick throw. Death, she is not aunt, she is equally terrible all - party and non-partisan, and everyone else to another person.

And women the most incredible people. Here it is in three nodes start up, and its reach.