لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
We use the element of surprise.
It's a private event, so most people will be in the hall.
Exceptions are to be dealt with by Karlos, guarding the corridor.
Arny and Mosquito get the backstage.
David has the front entrance to the hall.
I get the side.
Operation Pitbull starts at 2210 sharp.
Nobody will ever get here!
No darkies, never! White power! White power!
-Sieg. -Heil! You prick!
Take the guitarist down. He sucks.
-Karlos, sector C. -Clear.
Mosquito, sector A.
-Mosquito, sector A. -Sector’s clear!
Hello there, nihilists.
-Dave, sector D. -D is clear.
Arny, sector B.
I'm ready. They'll never forget this show.
I'm counting.
This is the police, get down!
Police of the Czech Republic.
Police of the Czech Republic, get down, keep your heads down!
Turn the lights on!
-I've got only one joint here, tops! -I don't give a shit. Get down!
On the floor, heads down.
Where are the records?
Remain calm and stay where you are!
There are dangerous, armed persons within the building.
I repeat, remain calm. We'll ensure your safety.
Pregnant women and the elderly will be the first to leave the room.
Pregnant women and the elderly can now start leaving the room slowly.
with their arms above their head. Slowly.
-What a massacre, man. -In and out, nice job, man.
In and out.
That's the way I like it. That's the way to do it.
Absolute precision.
Pregnant women and the elderly can start leaving the room slowly, oh man!
And that hag, not even fifty, she said: ‘I’m elderly!’
No, she was shouting: ‘I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant!’
‘I'm a pregnant elderly person.’
The sound guy was pathetic as well.
‘That's just for me, just for personal consumption.’ Faggot!
-He had a pocketful of that shit. -Weed for the whole city.
-Gentlemen, that was really great. Thank you, all of you. -Yeah.
Good job, gentlemen.
And especially precise.
To the millimetre!
To the left, a bit more to the left.
Great, that’s it.
So how's it going?
Fine, we're almost done.
I want to see everything, guys, an impregnable fortress.
Sure.
Why didn't he get us the deal for the municipality?
Who cares?
Just this pathetic job.
What's this thing?
Look, Josef Váňa's whip?
And over here, Ozzy Osbourne's mic? That's cool.
And what's this?
He's got Putin's trousers including the belt here!
Don't touch it. It's soaked in tetrachloride.
Novichok.
-You're kidding, aren't you? -How do you know?
-Here are the things. -Let's wrap it up.
-Done? -Done.
What do you think, Dad?
-It’s perfect. -Thanks.
-Can I help you? -That'd be great.
Karel, you've got a call.
-Who's calling? -Avalon.
What's up?
Yeah?
"I TRAIN, THEREFORE I AM."
Okay, let's do it.
Let's go for it. How is it going?
Fine.
Radek, move off a bit. You're looking down her kitchen.
Arny, you're just envious you can't touch this perfect gluteus.
You should do the couching course as well then.
And you'd better do a course in good manners.
I'll pay for it. Go on, go on.
-Kamil, come and help me! -I can't, I need to do something.
What? Steal something and do a runner?
While you don't even run any longer.
I'm not going to help you out of prison again!
"BOAT RENTAL RECEPTION - ACCOMMODATION"
What are you going to do with the marmalade?
The bible, the book of books.
No matter where you open it,
you always find the answer to your question.
-Yeah? -Always.
I'll fuck you like a piglet, baby.
Hello? Is anyone in there? Hello?
Shit!
-Come back soon. -Okay.
How many monsterboosters have you done?
You're overdoing it, man. You're sitting the wrong way.
Ease off, man, I don't want to see it in here.
You know what they call you? Fucking Marty Feldman.
Your face is like traffic lights. Go on, go on then.
I train, therefore I am.
-Good morning. -Where have you been?
We've been waiting for 20 minutes. We want to rent a canoe.
-150 years. -Mussels.
Only 2 per cent live that long.
Industrial revolution, chemicals, sewage, canoeists.
Everything's dead, even the mussels.
You people are horrible.
The brakes are fine, the gears too. You can try it out.
-Really? -Sure. -Well, thanks then.
-She's nicked it, man! -She'll come back, no worries.
-She'll come back, my arse! -She’ll be back.
-It's the third bike this month. -They'll turn up somewhere.
You know what? You'll pay for them, Mosquito.
What is all this hate for, Nomad? Listen to yourself, are you nuts?
-Nuts? -Totally negative.
I slave my arse off, you always fuck things up
and now you're the wise guy?
I gotta go. See you tomorrow, Nomad.
You know what, go and fuck yourself. I’m done with you.
Tomorrow, my arse!
It was okay, but not to the millimetre.
-You said it was perfect. -Yes, but not to the millimetre.
So guys...
-Karel, we need to talk... -The moment of truth.
-Not now, I don’t have time. -What do you mean you don't have time?
Karlos. When in action, you could at least get the rod ready.
You wag a machine which wouldn't even fart.
Oh man, I didn't notice.
-Dave, I saw it well. -What?
You escort the evacuated like a horny Mongolian.
Really? I didn't notice.
Yes, there’s no eye contact. You keep staring at girls' tits.
-Shut the fuck up. -Keep doing it, but only in that rental place of yours.
You can shag there as much as you like.
Mosquito, does your mum close the door after you?
I don't have a mum.
When you are the last to leave the emergency vehicle,
don't you think you should shut the door?
I didn't shut it?
What would we do if we got back and the vehicle was gone?
I didn't realise that. Sorry to everyone.
-What about me? -Arny, no objections, good job.
Thanks.
Karlos, you got a bit lost there, didn't you?
When? What? No.
You mean out there! Yeah, well. But I was on alert.
Be more careful next time.
But otherwise, it was okay, lads.
So, here’s to the RRU.
We could evacuate the cinema, couldn’t we?
Bollocks, we'll evacuate the whole town.
You mean our town?
That sounds great, mate.
Fucking hell, commander! We'll evacuate this town,
because it's ours and it's our duty.
Follow me.
We'll clean this beautiful town where pearl mussels are born.
Because this town faces an attack.
-Where from? -From the sea.
-Sure. -You keep taking the piss.
I'm not taking the piss.
Against the stream.
Against the stream, there are thousands of eels swimming this way.
What do you mean eels...
What eels? Special ones, trained eels. Hamas, Nasra, IS, Al-Qaeda...
They've got special watertight bombs round their tails.
-Eel terrorists, fucking hell! -Eels with bombs.
Round their tails!
Loaded eels!
And when they reach the town, they blow themselves up.
I'd cook for all of you, home-made food,
not just some TV dinners, pre-fried shit.
Everything; rabbits, all fresh.
It's their home here.
They come here to spawn, to reproduce.
-Then they go back to the Red Sea. -Sargasso Sea.
The whole town can blow up,
but eels are fucking peaceful fish.
They can't do this to them, it’s not fair!
We work in pairs. Arny, Karlos - the Gold Unit.
Dave, Mosquito - Silver Unit. Task number one.
Clearing the space in front the building. No delays. Details later.
At 23:40 task number two.
Entering the premises and preparing the operation centre for copter landing.
Is that clear?
The premises are 500 metres north-west of the town.
Operation Heliport starts at 23:30.
Mosquito, one gun isn't functional, so sort it out with your old man.
We'll get it ready.
The owner of the premises is a local poacher.
No one has caught him yet, so he’s an ideal target for us.
Don't forget anything.
It's an hour's journey so we don't want to go back.
-Jarda? -What is it?
-Someone's coming. -Damn.
-Go and have a look then. -Shit! Fucking hell!
Police of the Czech Republic. Jaromír Lánský?
Oh fuck.
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