- Aleks: You have to come to the court, goddammit! You'll see, everything will be alright!
- Eerik: Don't become sentimental, colonel! You have one option: keep your mouth shut and continue serving. I have none.
- Aleks: Really none?
- Eerik: There is one: away from Estonia.
- Aleks: After the court you can go to even Korean Persia.
- Eerik: Where?
- Aleks: Koera persse!
- [translates as: 'to dog's arse']
- Eerik: [laughs] You, colonel, should have begun to write poems. You are already pretty good poet.
- Aleks: I am a soldier.
- Border Guard: [observing horizon with field glasses] One seagull made a shit to Estonian territorial water.