Дмитрий Таганов - Русское воскрешение Мэрилин Монро. На 2 языках

Rebrov began to turn over in his mind what else could happen so suddenly, bad or dangerous, to their bank, or rather to his money. From the recent world financial crisis their bank got out plucked of thousands of unreturned credits, with great losses by depreciated shares in their portfolio, and with huge debts in dollars to foreign banks. Moreover, they were recently caught by Central bank authorities with factual criminal money-laundering business. If they will take away the banking license, it will be finishing smash for the bank and Rebrov’s own millions. He always kept all his money in this single bank, twenty million dollars in the beginning, ten years ago. But how much of it was still there? He never understood the bank’s mechanics, and reckoned it should be there in some vaults, but always felt with dread, it was not so. “And where’s Levko’s money?” Rebrov pondered. “Out in off-shores, and in Switzerland. Scoundrel!”

Первого человека Ребров убил в шестнадцать лет. Он сбежал тогда из школы-интерната и стал работать в бригаде лесорубов. Это было в начале девяностых. В их новгородской глубинке тогда развалились все совхозы, поломанную технику и голодных телят раздали таким же голодным крестьянам. Раздали даже землю, с помпой, в виде бумажек с печатями на паи, с которыми никто не знал что делать, и отдали бы с радостью за бутылку, если бы кто-нибудь ее тогда предложил. Фермерами они не стали, – потому что это надо уметь, этому надо учиться, а в головах была разруха. Одно могло прокормить и напоить водкой всех местных мужиков – лес.

When Rebrov killed his first man he was sixteen. He ran away from the boarding school and began to work with a team of lumberjacks. It was in the early nineties. With perestroika, all state farms collapsed in their Novgorod remote villages. Half-broken tractors, rusty equipment, and hungry calves were then distributed among dumbfounded peasants, and everybody was invited to free-enterprising Capitalist world. With a great pump the land was distributed among them, though in the form of vouchers, pieces of paper with seals, nobody knew what to do with, and would gladly swap it away for a bottle of vodka if anybody then offered. Nobody of them became farmers after that, because one should be born a master to be one, or to be skilled enough, or hard-working. Seventy years of Communism wiped all of that, and there was only devastation and mess in their heads now. The only thing, that could support the families of these men, and supply them with vodka they depended on from their adolescence, was timber.

Самые тертые и крутые скупали старую или краденную технику, сколачивали бригады из ошалевших от безденежья мужиков, запасались ксивами на делянки у продажных лесников и, как хищники, рубили все подряд. По ночам с надрывным воем шли по длинным лесным дорогам в балтийские порты перегруженные лесовозы. Без лишних проволочек они прямиком подходили к бортам сухогрузов с чужими скандинавскими флагами, и когтистая лапа крана захватывала наши северные елки и уносила их в темные трюмы. Расплачивались тут же, наличкой, набитой в дешевые китайские сумки. При свете фар, над раскаленными радиаторами грузовиков деньги пересчитывались только по толстым перевязанным веревкой пачками: этих, из леса, обмануть боялись.

The most brave and cool of them bought old or stolen equipment, and hammered together teams of crazed from the lack of money men, alcohol-hungry and ruthless. Bribing or intimidating corrupt and defenseless foresters, getting permits from them, these predators chopped down twice or thrice as much, leaving only bald hills that have been once thick with beautiful north-Russian woods. In the nights, with the hysterical roaring, groans, and squeaks overloaded trucks hauled their lumber through long back roads to the Baltic ports. Reaching the pierces, trucks with no delay drew near to cargo ships with Scandinavian flags, and a sharp-clawed paw of the crane hurriedly grabbed northern fir-trees and carried them down to the deep holds. This hard men’s lumber was paid on the spot, immediately, with cash from the cheap canvas bags. Packs of the money, tied up by rope bands, were hurriedly counted by the truck’s head lights on its hot and steaming radiators. No one ever tried to cheat here, for these neat Europeans were really afraid of the wild men from the woods.

Иван Ребров работал у быстрого и наглого парня, у Степана. Тот умел вертеть эти лесные дела, – все на пути у него были прикормлены, смазаны, и лес гнали в порт каждую ночь. Но вот только своим работягам он стал задерживать с заработанным, и уже подолгу. Мужики, привыкшие к водке с малолетства, только глухо матерились и, как могли, терпели из последней мочи, деваться все равно было им некуда. Может, и задерживал им Степа заработанное, чтобы меньше те пили, да больше пилили.

Ivan Rebrov worked in the team of arrogant and impudent guy, Stepan, who was just born to do this murky timber business. Everybody, who had any power on these long roads to the port, was well bribed by him, and his trucks with lumber roared to the sea almost every night. But he was always late paying his hardworking men, and that day their pay was badly delayed, too. His men, used to vodka from almost childhood, and now weeks from their last drinks, could only stealthily curse their boss: they wouldn’t get a job anywhere else here. Probably, their boss delayed money deliberately: less vodka, more timber to the port.

Иван Ребров и сам не мог уже без водки. В школе-интернате не только своей «котлой», а с воспитателями вместе напивались. «Воспитатели» там те еще были, – из не сумевшей никуда приткнуться до армии местной шелупони. Они же и выручали бутылкой, когда свои кончались, полученные за грибы да клюкву, сданные продавщице автолавки.

Ivan Rebrov, as young as he was, also couldn’t live and work in the frozen woods without vodka. Even in the boarding-school he frequently got drunk not only with his gang, but also with their “educators”. Those were local village guys that couldn’t get any other job before army enlistment. Sometimes they even drank together, or loaned money for a bottle when their pupils were out of money they usually got for cranberries and mushrooms sold to a girl at mobile shop.