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GARIK

Boss, I’m serious.

KOVALEV

I’m not kidding! (beat) Am I to teach

you everything!.. Stretch silk ribbons

of the tent!

EXT. RUSSIAN TAIGA – EVENING

GEOLOGISTS lie on the damp grass twisted like earthworms.

GARIK glances at KOVALEV, looking for approval.

KOVALEV

(irritably)

What do you want?

GARIK

What to do with him?

Kovalev comes close to Misha Samokhvalov who shows no signs of life.

KOVALEV

This shit – I don’t want to waste

rope on him!