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From one look at the sky, your head is spinning.

You feel like a tiny drop in the sea.

Dusty on a pebble.

Endlessly small.

That's what we are.

Some tend to forget about it.

Others do everything not to think about it.

Each of us opens our eyes and calms down.

We pretend that we have a meaning, a goal.

We tell each other stories and call it life.

May 2.

But no matter what we do, our lives will never be like the stories we tell.

They are the same.

They resist.

They slip away from us.

And you don't have to blame yourself.

We decide so little.

Our lives flow perfectly without us.

Hi, Xavier.

Hey, Paul.

Did you hear me?

Did you talk to Thierry?

What?

About the slurry in the wood.

We ran out of it.

Yes, he will call you back tomorrow.

Xavier, the helmet.

I've already finished.

Put it on anyway.

We need to speed up.

This is our main project.

Actually, you are the only one.

It would be nice to knock out the advance.

Yes, don't worry.

And with the money, it's hard.

Okay.

Don't forget to call the architect.

Yes.

Yes.

In Europe, they began to appear only in the second half of the 14th century,

and society immediately met them warmly.

Even when we have everything we need for happiness, something is still missing.

Happiness is like a perfume.

At first it dominates us, and then we get used to it.

And then what?

And then what?

Again, a fuss, a new goal, a new story.

Hello, daddy!

Hello, honey.

And so on, to infinity.

37 for the class.

Yes.

And not to mention the ventilation.

No, no, no, do the homework, come on.

You can't, it's bloody.

I've already done everything.

It's just nonsense, it's forbidden to us at all, it's bloody.

No, no, no, you didn't understand.

Go draw.

No, don't.

No, don't, don't, don't.

I've already finished, mom.

No, you haven't, honey.

I've finished.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Wait, are you talking to me?

You're crazy.

Why?

I'm going.

Will you bring the wine?

Yes.

No, no, no, you haven't finished yet.

And where are you going?

She hasn't finished doing homework yet.

Wait, she isn't... Okay, okay, you can't, Tufa.

No, I can't.

No, no, no.

Dad, when will they bring new fish?

There won't be any more, honey.

It's hard with Tufo.

But Bubulya is lonely.

Bubulya is lonely.

Listen, pass me the orange pliers on the rope.

I'll be right back, Bubulya.

Thank you.

Dad.

What?

A spider.

What's a spider?

Kill it.

I'm not going to kill it.

Kill it.

No, spiders are useful.

They eat mosquitoes.

Still, kill it.

Listen, it won't eat you.

It won't eat you.

Because I'll eat you.

But not a monster.

I'll eat you!

Enough!

Enough!

Come on.

Come on.

I'll be back soon.

The spider is gone.

Dad has already said no to me.

What about the turtle?

No.

The turtle is great, and he won't be able to eat it.

I'll take care of it.

Well, of course.

Please.

So we're leaving right on Friday night?

Yes.

Good.

Oh, no.

No, you can't dance on Saturday morning.

No, I don't want to go.

Why?

Why don't you want to?

I don't dance well.

Who told you that?

The older girls in the group say that we, the younger ones, are useless.

We don't know how to dance, and we talk too loudly.

Even with a whisper.

Yes, but you can't talk too loud during dance lessons.

Listen, they envy me.

You know what?

Dance as you want.

Everyone dances as they want.

Besides, you dance well.

Show me how you dance.

Dance.

Music.

You see, you can dance as you want.

A little pause...

and we are back.

May 5th So, so, so.

Have

you seen my phone?

No.

Oh, I'm late.

Have a nice day, my dear.

Bye.

You had 30 days, Mr. Edeklev.

And two months have passed.

We have the same problem.

And...

Okay.

I'm counting on you.

Thank you.

Bye.

See you soon.

You were so sticky back then.

Are you with us, Polya?

Yes.

I am done.

Don't you want yoghurt?

No.

Have you repeated the Yes.

Okay.

Tooth, hands, pajamas.

And I'll be right back.

Popo, will you tell us a mystery?

Not today, honey.

No, tomorrow.

You said tomorrow.

Well, it's already late.

Spend some time with her.

In the fairy tale!

For her peace of mind, the princess built a castle on a falling star.

Yes, but this is impossible.

No, no, this is impossible.

No, Mia, because a falling star is like a mini-meteorite the size of a bubble gum,

you know?

Yes, but in the fairy tale, it's a big meteorite on which you can build a castle.

Listen, in the fairy tale, it is said that this is impossible.

And also that the princess is tired.

No, the princess is not tired at all.

Yes, yes, she is deadly tired and can't do it anymore.

No.

Come on, go to bed.

Good night.

Dad!

No, Mia, no.

No, no, no.

Yes, well, come on.

Not today, no.

Yes, well, please.

Come on.

You are unbearable.

My back hurts.

Okay, like this.

Come on.

And now go to bed.

Okay.

Okay?

Sweet dreams.

Good night.

Go to bed.

Yes.

Like this.

We spend time imagining what is not there.

Both bad and good.

This is our strength and our curse.

Dream about something else.

About changing everything.

Start everything from the beginning.

As long as something happens.

And something always happens.

Inevitably.

May 7th.

Something is happening.

It can't be.

It's nonsense.

Look.

Maybe you lost weight?

Don't be stupid.

We don't lose weight in height.

Hey, can I be a little more polite?

Look, Alice.

I don't know.

Maybe you lost in volume?

Breathe.

Again.

So.

Okay.

We'll measure you.

Come on.

Stand here.

So.

One meter seventy-six.

Are you kidding?

You can get dressed.

But it's impossible.

I've never been one meter seventy-six.

After the army, I'm one meter eighty.

Always one meter eighty.

How much do you weigh?

Well.

Seventy-four.

Seventy-four for a meter seventy-six.

You're normal.

Are you sleeping well?

Yes.

Are you eating well?

Well, yes.

Problems with the reaction?

No, no.

Then everything is fine.

When did you measure your height last time?

I don't know.

Years ago.

Fifteen years ago.

We reduce with age.

This is normal.

Four centimeters?

No.

Yes.

Well?

What did he say?

He says that everything is fine.

You see?

I told you there was nothing to worry about.

Come on, it's time to sleep.

But I'm not tired at all.

Do you want I'll take you on my feet?

Here, and now you sleep.

All right.

That's it.

Sweet dreams.

Elis?

Well, in terms of metabolism, we did not notice any pathology, no violations.

Your tests are normal, your x-rays are normal,

the CT is good, the MRI of the brain is also good.

Your height is 1.65 meters, and your weight is 63 kilograms.

You lost 15 centimeters and 10 kilograms during this time.

That is, about 17 percent of the body's mass.

Tell me, have you been in touch with toxic substances?

No.

With fertilizers?

No.

With solvents?

No, no, I don't...

There are solvents in the workshop.

Yes, but I don't contact them, no.

Has anything unusual happened to you?

Traumatic events or emotional shock?

No.

I have a question.

Have you already been in contact with toxic substances?

No.

What about me?

At the moment, I have no other explanation, except

for a constant proportional uniform reduction.

What is it?

Well, it's like... if you... reduced.

Your anatomy, your physiological functions are identical.

Everything is in the same order.

Don't worry about the proportions.

I see.

We haven't noticed any dysfunctions, any

changes in your genetic code or DNA structure.

We'll take additional tests.

We won't be in a hurry, will we?

Well...

Let's observe the development.

When something happens, it chooses life.

Blindly, cruelly.

When something happens, it chooses life.

And then we start missing the past, which we wanted to change.

We hide our gaze, run away, pretend that nothing has happened.

Although we understand that nothing will be the same.

How come you don't want to dance?

When will the results come?

I don't remember exactly.

I think twice.

Yes, exactly, twice.

When will the results come?

Mija, can you put it on the table?

When will the results come?

How are you feeling?

I don't know.

When will the results come?

I don't know.

They called from the hospital again.

What do you want to tell them?

Nothing.

Let's eat.

Look at this tofu.

I think the only way out is to sell the house.

My parents would take Mia while we don't figure it out at all.

Changing the situation would be good for you.

Or we can go somewhere.

Do you want?

Olya, where do you want to go?

To the circus.

Run.

30th of June

I'll show you everything.

Thank you very much.

Please come in.

Wow.

So, here is a large living room.

Beautiful.

A terrace with a view of the sea.

Excellent location.

American-style kitchen.

Nice stone.

Does the stone work?

Yes, it works.

Good.

And all the kitchen remains?

Yes.

Well, super.

So, next.

The main bedroom with a bathroom.

Yes.

It's big.

If it's not a secret, why is it sold?

My husband died recently.

My wife doesn't want to leave the house full of memories.

Shall I show you another bedroom?

Let's go.

They could have seen me.

What's wrong with you?

Am I nothing?

You could have discussed the sale of the house with me.

We discussed.

No, no.

You put me in front of the facts.

You decided it yourself.

This is my house.

My house.

I built it.

We can't pay for it.

I don't know what to do.

You refused treatment, tests, you won't let me help you treat you.

Liza, the patients are being treated.

And I'm not sick.

Stop it, Paul!

Look at me!

Look!

I'm still alive!

I'm alive!

I'm alive!

I don't want to end up like an experienced rat!

I'm not sick!

Stop it, Paul!

Stop it!

No, wait!

Maybe I'm not the only one like this?

What do you think?

We don't know!

Stop it!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

Elise!

Stop it!

I'm not sick!

I'm not sick!

I'm not sick.

It's good here.

Beautiful house.

Nice decor.

Uh-huh.

Gorgeous view.

Location.

Is this your house?

Is this your house?

Is this your house?

Uh-huh.

Good taste.

Nice kitchen.

Oh!

Is this a bedroom?

Yes.

Oh!

I think someone is sleeping.

This is my doll.

Shall we wake her up?

If you want.

Mia!

Turn on the music!

I don't want to see you.

Give him tulips like roses and clover.

They tell him that his lonesome nights are over.

Send him.

I'm so alone.

Don't have nobody to call my own.

Please turn on your magic beam.

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.

What's wrong, Mia?

Do you want to play another game?

Monster!

Monster!

No, Mia, don't be a monster.

Stop it, Mia.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I'm sorry, grandma.

July 10th.

No!

Mia, stop it!

It's us, Paul.

Paul?

Alice!

I'm here!

Paul?

Alice, I'm here!

Hey, I'm here!

Alice, I'm here!

Alice, I'm here!

Alice, I'm here!

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Come here!

Come here, you beast!

Alice, come here!

Alice, I'm here!

Hey!

You did it!

It can't be!

It can't be!

Why did you do it?

No, no!

What happened, mom?

No, nothing.

Alice, I'm here!

I'm here!

I'm here!

I'm here!

Alice!

I'm here!

I'm here!

I'm here!

We have to learn to live again.

Everything around has changed and looks at us with pity.

The usual things, happy memories, become painful.

We are as lonely as ever.

Mia!

Alice!

Help me!

Mia!

Mia!

But this is not the end.

We want to believe in it.

And the only way not to suffer is to act.

July 15th Alice!

Alice!

Alice!

Help me!

Alice!

I'm here!

Here!

Alice!

Let's not go to the basement.

I'm here!

Here!

Here!

We

tell ourselves, will my life now be like this?

Lost in a battle.

Endless.

We wanted to live, but we survive.

In fact, we do not act, but we react.

As an animal.

To thirst.

To hunger.

To danger.

So, since you are an animal, you can stop thinking.

There is only an absolute need for comfort.

He needs me.

Don't look at him.

I'll deal with it.

Look at me I miss you.

You

miss me too, don't you?

But you will see her again.

Tell her that I love her and that I am alive.

Will you tell her?

I am still alive.

I am alive.

I am alive?

Alive.

20th of July.

Yes, I know.

I know where it is.

Let's take a look.

Yes, the green door.

2nd of August.

When there is nothing left but the final, there is at least the final.

We can make it beautiful.

For the last time, raise your head.

To look death in the eyes is a good luck.

It brings back to the world its original beauty.

The one we don't see anymore.

They say that to live is to learn to die.

Perhaps you need to die to learn to live.

7th of August.

I had to go all this way to find myself.

To break out of my cage.

To free myself from fear.

I am not afraid anymore.

I have made up my mind.

Our life is so short.

A drop in the sea.

Dust on a pebble.

It's nothing and it's magnificent.

But that's all, Mia.

I wanted to tell you all this.

To make up for the time that I have lost.

To our still sounding laughter.

To admiration.

To this sky, on which we have watched together so often.

I don't know where I am, Mia.

But I am here.

Dear, I am decreasing.

I am anticipate.

And I don't know how...

The film is dubbed by the organisation МосфильмМастер at the agricultural

production and technical base of film firm Moscow

Movies by order from the film company Paradis in 2025.

In 1925.