Keskpäevane praam

Boy:
Behind a smashed face, there's always the fear.

[to the crying hairdresser]

Boy:
Mammy, what are you crying for? The world is filled with men!

Sailor:
This bloody whore threw the keys overboard!

Hairdresser:
What? Insulting words towards a Soviet woman!

Ats:
I'll show you!

Wheelman:
Go right ahead, I won't look anyway!

Captain of the 2nd ferry:
Allow us to drive to your port!

Captain:
You can drive to your grandmother's...

Captain's girlfriend:
Can't the other ferry help you?

Captain:
Nobody can help me now. The bank is broken.

Lecturer:
I've read about this, it can cause childhood traumas...

Hairdresser:
You've got traumas in your arse!

Captain of the 2nd ferry:
What's burning?

Captain:
A truckload of cotton and my diploma!

Boatswain:
These oil-trucks will stay on the shore.

Wheelman:
Well, one of the boys has to go to his sister's wedding. And I already kinda promised to them...

Boatswain:
Well, if you already promised...

Captain:
[pointing to one of the oil-truck driver] So, this one's mother is dead again?

Wheelman:
What do you mean - again?

Captain:
He has used the same excuse for three times to get on the ferry. Strange, so small guy and born out of so many women...

Captain:
You will direct the passengers onto the ferry!

Wheelman:
I? With this eye?

Captain:
No! With the one, that isn't swollen!

[Jumbu is lying in a poddle of water and extinguishes the fire]

Sailor:
How is it?

Jumbu:
With a girl is better!

Tiiu:
Uncle, does "divorced woman" mean that she is taken into pieces?

Tiiu:
Can you swallow tears?

Invalid:
No, I can't.

Tiiu:
But I already can! They taste salty.

[Invalid looks very sad]

Wheelman:
Captain, we're on fire!

Captain:
[to the wheelman] Go and drown yourself into the petrol before we all will be blown up to the sky!

Boy:
We'll use this machine!

Girl:
That one?

Boy:
Yeah. It's dark and soft in there!

Girl:
I'm hungry!

Boy:
Let's kiss!

Girl:
I'm hungry!

Boy:
I've got a lucky hand. Like the city-burner of Petseri.

Jumbu:
Ats, the water is boiling!

Ats:
It will make it to the harbour!

Boatswain:
Hey you, redhead ! Turn your front against the wave and row back !