Mehed ei nuta

Narrator:
Hurry up, comrades sleepless persons, hurry up!

[to the nurse]

Glutton:
They'll put you in jail!

Hypochondriac:
[with a concerned voice] But what if the storm comes?

Glutton:
[angrily] Where can you see a storm?

Hypochondriac:
Well, it can happen...

Glutton:
[angrily] Then we will sink!

Hypochondriac:
You too?

Glutton:
[angrily] Yes, me too!

Hypochondriac:
[firmly] Well, good for you, because then next time you'll be more cautious!

Managing director:
To lumber, comrades! To the forest!... Or what?

Singer:
Axe! Give me an axe!

Glutton:
I found a tent. We could use it for sailing.

Glutton:
[notices a big stone that the director is dragging] What's that for?

Managing director:
It's an anchor, for the ferry!

Glutton:
Do you want to sink the ferry or what?

Managing director:
Well, here's nothing else to do than to tie a rope around the stone and, definitely, into the bottom!

Hypochondriac:
[a sheep is chasing the hypochondriac]

Hypochondriac:
[nervously] I demand, I demand... I where... Where I... I demand that this animal... That this animal will be put on a shorter leash immediately! Do you know... Do you know... Do you know, that I am so upset right now! I am pushed to the edge, so far, so far, that I would drink 25 grams of cognac right now! Bloody sheep, I say!

Managing director:
Comrades! Standing still equals going back! Therefore, we must act!

[men are lying on the grass]

Hypochondriac:
Well, the ones I named before are the illnesses I certainly have. In addition, the digestion, lungs, heart, stomach and the spleen also cause me problems.

Glutton:
You must have a strong health!

Hypochondriac:
Why do you think so?

Glutton:
Otherwise you couldn't stand all this!

[the lifeguard notices the singer in the sea]

Head-lifeguard:
[to other lifeguards] Let's go!

Head-lifeguard:
[in a boat, to the singer] Hey! Hey you! What are you doing there? Don't swim! Don't swim in an unknown place! Come out! Come out right now!

Singer:
Why won't you go...

Head-lifeguard:
What? Go where? Come out!

Singer:
I won't come out!

Head-lifeguard:
What do you mean, that you won't come out? I as a head-lifeguard order you to come out right now! [to the other lifeguards] Guys, bring the guy out!

Head-lifeguard:
[after the lifeguards have jumped into the sea] Well, that's now done!

Professor:
[checking hypochondriac's arm] Doctor, there's something wrong here. Here should be a muscle.

Glutton:
Sanitorium... Sanatorium is vacation, bar, women, music! I am a totally healthy man and I want to have all that!

Hypochondriac:
So what do you think, where are we going to sleep tonight? Here, under the sky?

Young nurse:
Oh, you already want to sleep, sleepless?

Hypochondriac:
I will never forgive you that! [starts walking]

Glutton:
Where are you going?

Hypochondriac:
I'm going home!

Singer:
With what? With a balloon?

Managing director:
[to the nurse] Remember that if he won't return, you have to answer some questions in the militia!

Young nurse:
[tries to calm everybody] Eat, rest, lie around. And if you want something more to eat, go to the shed. There are some groceries. Others can collect some branches and make a fire. I hope you understood me?

Glutton:
[arrogantly] Girlie...

Young nurse:
Who are you? This area belongs to the sanatorium! You are not allowed to be here! How did you arrive here?

Playboy:
I swam.

Young nurse:
You swam? Your hair are dry!

Playboy:
But I swam so fast!

[Young nurse and the playboy are carrying the professor with the stretcher]

Playboy:
I have been waiting here for you for six days, hungry, unshaven! And this is your thanks!

Young nurse:
J?ri brought you here exactly six hours after we had arrived!

Playboy:
Six hours mean nothing! I cannot sleep for six months, because I stalk behind your window as a young boy!

Young nurse:
Where do I live?

Playboy:
Oh... Well, I meant I stalk behind your hospital's window!

Young nurse:
Oh, poor guy! Why are you wiggling? It is so obvious, what you want!

Playboy:
By the way, I could help you again. I know some important people, honest! I am willing to do anything for you! Anything you want!

Professor:
[to the playboy] Oh, you shameless person! You want to seduce my employees! I won't allow this bastard to carry me any more! I categorically refuse to travel on your stretcher! [gets up and walks away]