Mandariinid2013

Margus:
Soon there will be rain.

Ivo:
There will not.

Margus:
They will be here soon.

Ivo:
Who?

Margus:
The Georgians and Russians. And the tangerines will stay in the trees. You know what this war is called? The war of citrus.

Ivo:
What do you mean?

Margus:
It's a war over my tangerines.

Ivo:
Be normal. They are fighting for the land.

Margus:
For the land where my tangerines grow.