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:46:02
How about Mahler's
Song on the Death of Children?

:46:07
Or something more lively...
Dance Macabre by Saint-Saens?

:46:13
I'm taking Mili
to a boxing match.

:46:17
My enchantress almost
forgot to tell me about it.

:46:21
You've never seen
a boxing match, neither have I.

:46:26
It seems a brutal sport.
:46:30
But I'm looking forward to it.
:46:36
One... two...
:46:39
You're seeing a truly
manly sport for once.

:46:42
- I think it rather brutal.
- Tough, yes, but that's good.

:46:46
You must be brave. Boxing is
for fighters. Man against man.

:46:57
Why must I do this...
Can we never be on time?

:47:05
Excuse me.
These are our seats. Beat it!

:47:08
That pale-skinned
girl over there

:47:11
reminds me
of a waitress at our pub.

:47:15
- Look!
- Shut up.

:47:18
- What if he breaks his leg?
- What? Drop it!

:47:23
My angel nearly forgot
about your invitation today.

:47:28
- Is he bleeding?
- There shouldn't be any blood.

:47:39
- Clean your glasses, Mili.
- They'll knock their teeth out!

:47:46
- Are they dancing?
- You're at the ring, dammit.

:47:52
They'll hurt him.
:47:54
The referee doesn't box.
Watch the two men in shorts.


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