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:49:13
TRETIAK: Lev Naumovitch,
it's here! Good man!

:49:15
DR. BOTVIN:
It's revolutionary, sir!

:49:17
She's boldly cast aside
a slew of stale ideas...

:49:20
but I think the formula
is incomplete.

:49:22
It will take months...
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TRETIAK: That won't do...
:49:25
because now that the people are
nicely beginning to freeze...

:49:28
Tretiak must sweep in
with a miracle to save them.

:49:31
MAN: How high do you want it,
Mr. Tretiak?

:49:33
TRETIAK: To the top.
Good morning, Yuri.

:49:36
YURI: Good morning.
:49:37
BOTVIN: Perhaps I
can confirm the validity...

:49:40
of this formula more quickly
if I dispense...

:49:43
with certain protocols.
But, Mr. Tretiak--

:49:46
YURI: How long, Dr. Botvin,
since you received...

:49:48
your last salary check
from Moscow University?

:49:51
BOTVIN:
Ukrainian Independence Day.

:49:56
Last August.
:49:57
[Beeping]
:50:00
Ivan, he's on-line.
:50:04
TRETIAK: Do it.
:50:08
SIMON: To spider...
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You've got the recipe.
:50:13
YURI: "Where's my dough?"
:50:14
TRETIAK: To human fly...
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Recipe incomplete.
:50:21
The cake won't rise.
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Hence, no dough.
:50:32
SIMON: I am not the baker...
:50:34
YURI: "...but don't make me
the butcher."

:50:39
I like this guy.
:50:45
No play, no pay.
:50:47
I'm certain you kept
the cookbook.

:50:59
ILYA: Holland Park.

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