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- Hello! - Hi!

- Hello? - He-e-ey!

- So what's up, tell me... - Hello to you too!

Have you loaded up yet?

I've gone to the office, they called, told me to come over.

It's always like this, I call just as you're about to go somewhere...

That's just it, when you call something like this always happens...

- Go on, I'll call you back. - Go on then, call me. Will this take long?

- I don't know. - I'm going to bed soon!

I'll have to get a document, I don't know... I'll find out now.

Go on then,

I'll call back soon...

- Hello! - Well, hi again.

- Huh? - Hi again!

- Hi again to you too. - So are you loaded up or not?

No, I'm just going to the loading station.

Come home...

Come on, come on, come on, come on...

What do you mean "come on"? Are you talking to me?

Yes I... Come on, come on, come on...

Who are you talking to?

To a driver. Come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on...

Come on, come on, come on...

Stop!

Alright then, come on, let's not waste money.

Tomorrow, if everything's OK, I'll head out... I'll call you.

Alright then! "Good night darlings"!

What darlings? Some people have a good night... but some don't!

Ah, you've still got to load up...

Yes.

Well whatever, you'll bring tasty things.

- Bye then. - Bye, that's everything.

- Well bye. - Bye.

Incidents? Well how can I say... there were even incidents with guns.

There were times when I was threatened with a gun.

I don't remember now, I think it was somewhere before Krasnye Baki.

So... we were parked at night at a rest stop... there were a lot of trucks there.

Gangsters came along too... so.

One of them had a sawn-off, knocked on the window with the barrel: give us money!

I've had my share of it. I had it. Had it all.

But... let's say...

I didn't pay, didn't pay and that's that. It's a matter of principle.

I'm not going to pay and that's that!

I understand everything of course...

they're hooligans... serious guys.

I understand everything.

But don't forget, we were young once and also knew a thing or two about what they do!

Yes they're hooligans, but that doesn't mean that we're not made cut from the same cloth.

We're hooligans too, only a little older... that's it, the only difference!

So God's been merciful, so merciful...

although there've been so many situations, I've had it right up to here!

I just don't even want to remember...

it's so distasteful and...

well... I've been lucky, I've come out of all these situations with my honour intact.

I think so. My man's honour, no one's brought me down.

Yes?

Hi!

Heya!

So what's up, where are you? What are you doing?

I'm driving.

- Valya! - Yes?

Can you at least cook me some dinner there, some kind of a feast...

What dinner, you're not coming back.

But I want you to be ready, just in case I come back early.

I don't want you to say "You're back? You're back!

So, buy these things from the shop, I've got nothing at home...

Valya, for God's sake, you'll completely kill my mood.

Meet your husband properly. I'm asking you in advance...

meet your husband properly.

Get some food in reserve to cook some kind of nice dinner...

But you're coming before breakfast the next day!

Well alright, I'll cook something.

I'll call you later to find out when exactly you're coming.

Valya, there are mushrooms lying around somewhere!

Where are the mushrooms?

At home, where we keep the preserves.

There are...

There are... I'm fed up of them, I've been eating them all week.

- Salted mushrooms? - Yes, they're there!

Hah! There, then you'll say to me, "There's nothing, everything's finished."

Nibbles away at everything quietly...

Aleksei, you haven't been at home since the 5th!

With a little bit of sour cream, some nice little onions...

OK, OK. I'll do it.

That's it! And I'll buy a little bottle of some nice wine...

And we'll celebrate your birthday and my holiday too, yes!

And your birthday too... both of ours!

No!

But you're not going to be home on your birthday again!

Well, whatever... go on,

the money on my phone's almost gone.

Go on, that's it.

Go on, I'll see you tomorrow.

Go on, that's it.

Well bye then.

Lie down Irbis lie down, lie down.

Why don't I give you a bread roll, do you want a roll?

He'll eat his fill and calm down.

Lie down, lie down Irbis. Lie down!

Sweetie! Lie down... lie down, lie down...

what a restless dog.

Lie down, lie down, lie down... Lie down!

Go on, lie down!

Now he's doing it by himself, lying down when he wants to.

What a good boy, clever dog, clever dog. Good dog, good dog...

we'll heal our little doggy, we'll heal him.

We love to be nice to him, we love to be nice to him...

yes, we do.

One time last year I was transporting fruit too...

I was in my "native" Bashkiria.

The traffic police stopped me,

sent me to the checkpoint,

let's say it was for "registration".

It's not a secret that you need to pay protection

if you're carrying Uzbek fruit.

But naturally all these questions get sorted out at once, without discussion.

It cost 100 rubles to get...

to get, let's say, a "pass".

But this cop didn't think this was enough.

So he kind of started on me, kind of, "What did you just call me?"

Even though hadn't called him anything.

At first I was a bit surprised. I thought, "What's he up to?"

Then it started to get through to me, bloody hell, what a provocation!

That's it, he jumps out from behind his table

and starts to push me in the chest, to punch me in the shoulders,

he tried to put me in some kind of a hold, I don't know what they teach them there...

I headed for the door! He wouldn't let me.

Well, then I joined in... lifted him a little by his trousers,

slipped outside, but he got all tensed up, jumps outside

and bellows to the guys with rifles outside: "Arrest him, he punched me!"

That's it!

Those guys held me at gunpoint,

"Go back into the checkpoint." I say, "No, I'm not going to the checkpoint.

Shoot me here! If you think it's right, shoot me here.

I'm going nowhere."

They both say, "Go on, back inside!" I say, "I'm going nowhere."

But I feel that there's already nowhere for me to go...

they'll drag me back inside the checkpoint and then stitch me up good and proper.

All the more so because the first cop is bellowing from his "hencoop",

"Drag him in here! We'll throw him in the cage and we'll show him!"

But I'm shouting too, "Hey, everyone, look what a scene they're making!"

Well, people here are curious, everyone turned to look at once

They're watching, and what a picture it is!

Haha...

These bitches of cops, look what they're doing to simple people.

Then a guy I know drove up... we parked together in Orenburg.

He says, "That's it, give him his documents back or I won't go away.

I'll call the ambulance, the fire brigade, the police...

...everyone, every service you have here in Bashkiria, I'll invite the lot!"

Well, obviously, the cops twigged that it wasn't worth making such a meal of it...

brought my documents back, gave them to me...

and we drove off together.

They didn't let us get married back then.

At the wedding office they said, "Why bother, you'll get divorced anyway!

He'll come back from the army and you'll get divorced..."

Well...

we didn't get divorced! He came back... we got married!

We got married...

and it's alright, we've been living together for more than 30 years already.

But now it's already shameful to get divorced, we've got children.

You can't give a bad example to your children.

But I live like a divorced woman...

he can't stay home for long,

and I can't handle it when he's at home for a long time.

And I think that he's already so used to the road…

he's getting itchy feet.

Even though he says he doesn't want to drive, he wants to stay at home...

but he probably already can't

...stay at home

...like I do.

We're so different,

he goes all over the country,

but I'm always at home.

And he's always on the move.

We have completely different lives.

What a huge truck...

it's scary.

I try not to think about it, about how scary it is.

He drives...

so it's not scary,

but when it's not scary you can drive,

you can work.

Pilots fly...

they're not scared, cosmonauts...

aren't scared...

divers... lots of people aren't scared...

everyone works.

If you're not scared then nothing will happen.

Granddad!

What did you buy for me?

Hello!

"From far away our Tsar and Father is came!"

- But what did you buy for me? - Wait, Maksim. First for Granny.

- Granny? What for? - Granny here was a birthday girl,

but Daddy... Granddad wasn't here!

So we should congratulate Granny on her birthday.

I understand...

oh Aleksei, what a huge beard!

Have you been living in the wilderness?

So, now something for you, Maksim.

Thank you!

What's this, Maksim?

- A bus. - That's right, a bus!

It's for you.

Look what a big bus I've brought you!

Ooooh... yes!

You've never had a bus before!

You've got all kinds of vehicles, but you haven't had a bus before.

Aleksey, why, I've already forgotten it was my birthday.

No-o-o!

It's happened already...

Valya, I'd have come earlier, I wanted to, but the thing is that...

Such a grand explorer!

Maksim, you probably need to unwrap it here...

What a great explorer!

Go on, let's go,

let's go.

Don't hurry don't hurry. Easy.

Inside, fast!

Hosanna!

Hoorah!

Hoorah?

Good, let's sit.

How is it?

The heat's working...

Is the snow melting?

It's melting.

Why've you shut your ears?

It's so hot!

It'll be OK soon, you'll get used to it.

That's it, you see, everything's good.

You'll go to the steam room now!

Well, are you ready?

- Umm... - We're going to wash?

Yes?

- Yes. - No!

No? Are we going to steam?

No, let's sit more.

I'll sit, you go and steam.

Aha... you'll sit here?

Woah!

Woah!

I'll sit there, further away, on the wooden bench.

Ooo! That's good! Ooo!

Anyone fancy keepinp Granddad company?

No-o-o...

Ah?

children are drinking.

Oh, that's good, that's good

...goo-o-o-d!

Oh, that's good...

We should have prepared the branches.

Dance Russia, dance Russia, there's going to be a war...

That's enough, singer!

Come on.

Dance Russia, dance... Russia, dance...

- That's it! - Rinse yourself off.

- Rinse? - Yeah.

Wow!!!

How is it?

It's good, do it again.

That's it.

You've done.

You shouldn't use to much cold water.

Aaah, it's cold!

You're free!

That's it.

Being close to home?

9 points.

Well, leave it for now...

9, let's not use numbers more than once.

Friendly colleagues?

That's important too...

It's important... I'll put 7,7!

Of course...

7!

Here's... independence and responsibility of your position - 6.

- 6! - 6!

But what will 5 be?

Here is...

Career is 5.

But will experience get 4?

Yes, 4...

4 experience and new knowledge, let's put 3 for career...

Career... no.

Career... have you given something 5 yet?

Not yet.

So give career 5!

5 for career,

3 for high intensity.

Your interests and pastimes?

Creativity!

What creativity?

I create stuff...

What do you create, I've never seen you create a single thing...

And so on...

etc.

Write etc.

Etc...

Fishing!

No-o-o.

Fishing! You love fishing.

If you had time you would fish.

Fishing!

Why not!?

You don't even think about sport, but you love fishing.

Watch it on television all the time.

- You carry a rod in your truck. - I'll write technology.

Well write technology.

And fishing.

Well just you try watching fishing again

if you're not interested!

And don't drive rods around

and don't go on fishing trips!

Well, that's it, the work is done.

Let me check it.

Here, take it.

I'll correct your mistakes...

That's it, I won't correct anything more.

What's written is written!

Take it.

Place of study, why haven't you named your place of study?

Parish school.

Yes, I know.

But you need to write down your school!

I don't need to write anything, Valya! What is this...

It's written there...

We don't need to write anything!

Give me the pen!

I'm not writing, I'm not writing

Give me the pen!

Aleksey, let me read it... what's this about?

- That's it, it's all written down, everything. - OK.

It's all written down.

It's not for the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

I can't see anything about your criminal record...

That's it, everything's written there!

Leave it, "Hands Off Vietnam".

Would you like a tangerine?

- Valya, that's it... - Let me read it, Aleksey...

Don't ask me any more questions, I'm fed up.

Take this. The last one.

Clean it, Aleksey, clean it...

What?

You yourself don't eat them when they're like this...

What?

What am I...

a goat who eats grass?

Here.

There!

Calm down!

He's our pacifist.

So, hold him, hold the pacifist.

Why did you bring the lead, do you think we'll need it?

Well, I need to touch him, feel where it's painful.

Yes, go on, put his muzzle on, go on.

He'll probably let you touch him without a muzzle.

- No, Valya, he's still got teeth. - Well, just in case.

- Yes, he still has teeth! - All dogs are different.

He won't come into the house all winter after...

Well, that's it.

Aleksey, you'll have to hold him...

Yes, I'll hold him.

- So, what's his name? - Irbis.

Feel him, don't be afraid. He's not aggressive.

It's bad...

there's nothing to be done.

The tumour's grown so much...

It's OK, it's OK...

Can't he see?

Probably not... he can't see out of one eye.

And the other one has clouded over too...

- Irbis, Irbis... - Don't be scared...

So, his ear...

No, it's useless...

I can't take out this tumour.

- Can't? - Yeah, it's too big.

- I should have called earlier? - yes, you should have called earlier...

Aleksey, why didn't I call earlier?

My baby...

- Goodbye. - Goodbye, thank you!

Lie down, lie down...

What did the doctor say?

He said that it's too late to do an operation, I should have called earlier.

Irbis, my good boy, come to me.

Come to me my boy, come here quickly.

Come here. Irbis, come to me.

Why didn't I call the doctor earlier?

My good boy... lie down.

My protector.

You see, the doctor said earlier that the operation would kill you...

but you still live on, and would survive a second operation.

Well, Irbis, we'll still get better, right?

He's lived with us for 13 years

and I haven't been afraid of a thing when I've been at home alone, I slept...

my eyes and my ears, and my teeth and my lock, and everything on earth for me...

I slept for 12 hours and wasn't scared of a thing... all night.

I knew that a lock doesn't keep you safe like a dog does.

And he barks at the right time, and he'd bite if he needed to...

he never bite anyone in his life, no-one even stepped...

...on his territory.

So there you go, relax.

Lie down.

A few months ago I was driving along just here through Chuvashia through these mountains!

But normally in the mountains you let rip when, you're going downhill to reach the top again.

Well, but if there are cars in front you try to go around them, they're going slowly.

a light car cames up behind me... we moved away from each other...

Naturally I go into the left lane, go round the car, reposition...

But I can see him flashing his lights at me, but I can't brake!

It means that he'll accelerate but I'll brake!

I went around the car, got into the right line.

And now please, go, overtake me!

No... he goes around me

and starts to brake sharply in front of me!

Starts forcing me to slow down on this mountain!

But I'm thinking, "Get fucked!"

and didn't brake.

He understood his mistake,

hit the gas...

and tried to pull away from me!

And I hit the gas too, and sat on his tail.

It always strikes me at such moments...

that he's in a light car, but I'm in this thing.

He weighs 700 kg, I weigh 40 tonnes.

And if I won't be able to slow down,

it'll be his last time joking around!

Well, if an elephant...

goes into the road,

and he comes to meet it...

I don't think he'll throw himself at the elephant,

because if the elephant sits on him then there'll be nothing anyone can do.

Not with a spade, not with pitchforks, nothing.

But why he masses...

with a vehicle like mine...

I can't understand.

And where's his guarantee that he's the man,

while I'm the village idiot,

maybe I'm a psychopath

Maybe I've even been sectioned

maybe I'm certified coocoo,

but I'm driving anyway.

Ah...

the cops have come,

going to strip someone bare.

Stop!

Irbis...

Go eat...

go.

His whole kennel is stained with blood.

Oh, I don't know what to do with him...

poor poor thing.

I'll need to knit him a clean hat.

Lie in the sun warm yourself.

Lie down, lie down.

He couldn't wait for you, just by a little bit.

Yes...

At 2M5 are there really such assholes, asshol..?

Well... you understood.

Just try taking 10 tons on our fucking roads.

Our roads are falling apart, remember the spring road taxes.

They're dickheads, real dickheads!

Look how many cars there are, they're messing up the road...

It's fucked up, just try taking 10 tons along here.

Even a Lada could mess up our road, to hell with it!

In one word they're dickheads and that's it!

Until they sort out where all the money gets to we won't get real roads.

Guys, who knows what's going on up ahead?

The bridge is broken, so it's going slowly.

Guys, everyone who's ahead, where they're fixing the road,

don't let any fucker drive past the traffic jam!

Clever bastards. Nothing's moving, but they're getting through!

We can go at 40, there's no other way.

Yeah, we can go at 40, but for fuck's sake...

we won't have any wheels left afterwards,

they'll never make it over that bridge.

It's really interesting, everyone pays for these roads, right?

These companies, businessmen and so on. That's it, I guess I've paid, fuck it...

No, bitch, they're a mess, pay us again...

I'm fucking shocked.

There were two problems: idiots and roads.

The idiots got smart. There's just one problem left: roads.

Everyone's smart and no one wants to do anything about it.

Guys, you agree don't you? We've paid...

Every year it's the same, they're trying to take taxes even from cyclists.

And they're still taking our fucking money.

I can't understand, they're taking money twice!

It's just not fucking right!

It'll just get to court, this thing, that's how it is right?

Some smart guy there, I don't fucking know.

He'll stop them.

He'll say, "What is this shit, guys?"

But the law's already there! Go ahead, go to court!

And who the fuck is going to win?

Fuck...

This morning I heard on the radio...

that Luzhkov (mayor of Moscow) fucking thought up a fourth road,

some kind of fourth ring-road, to let transport through...

the fourth ring-road will be built...

well, it must cost 400 billion to build it...

fuck it, that's where all the money's gone!

Guys, what's it looking like on the way to Moscow?

On the fucking way out there were some traffic police.

Thanks, got it.

Ah, guys, all that money and we have no fucking idea where it is.

No one has a clue where it goes, for fuck's sake.

Inflation eats it up.

Zhirinovsky said right: you invest money where there's no fucking inflation,

roads, for fuck's sake, schools, stadiums...

Look how national trade exhibition used to be...

fucking hell, that's the centre...

shit, what a fucking amazing picture it was.

But now it's a fucking dump,

it's fucked, they make the trade exhibition out of that.

Why the hell should we be proud?

Turkish underpants, fuck them all, or Chinese children's toys...

It's just fucked up, I'm angry for my country for fuck's sake.

What did we suffer for, what did we fucking struggle for?

They could at least fucking listen to us!

They have their special services.

Even when you're talking on your mobile they can listen in.

We have democracy now, we can say anything!

Well maybe anything, but in a hidden way, fuck it.

I agree, there's no need to get personal.

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Imagine everyone who died in the war, yeah.

They really died with pure souls, with full hearts, for the best reasons, for happiness...

if they woke up, if we got them up, they'd see.. they'd be so fucking angry.

Yeah, yeah. My late father, when all this started, all this fucking nonsense, Perestrika...

Fuck them all, he said, I won't live to see the end of all they're doing.

Was it for no fucking reason, he says,

that I was in fucking prison camp for 25 years, fucking around there?

What was I doing there fuck your mother?

Where the fuck are you rushing off to, you asshole.

Clever fucker.

I went to get a newspaper...

On Wednesday... I was thinking,

"I'll get Argumenty I fakty and I'll read it, drink some tea".

With the paper under my arm I see that Roma's coming down from the hill.

He says, "Mum, don't be scared,

Dad didn't manage to phone you...

he called me."

I can't ask...

Roma goes on, "Don't be scared, he had some trouble and they took him to hospital...

I guess he's got it pretty bad, looks like he's got a perforated stomach ulcer."

Of course...

he often didn't pay attention to his health.

I told him to make an observation test.

It's always that way until something big happens.

All men are like this in Russia,

they don't really like to look after their health.

Either it's this mentality,

or they get so tied at work that they have no strength to take care of themselves.

It's hard to say.

Well, it's nothing,

we'll get through it.

I think we'll get through it.

Attention! The subscriber you have called is on international roaming

in the territory of the United States, please hold...

- Hello? - Hi!

- Hi. - You're coming home?

- Yes, I'm coming home of course. - How are the batteries?

I've got two, I'm using one now, one's in the boot...

It's charging?

Well, how can it charge? It's charged already!

I'm joking...

Are you far away?

Ah?

Say that again.

Oh, I can't hear you for some reason.

Can't understand a thing, can't understand a thing.

Unfortunately you've lost the connection, try making another call.

I think he won't make any more long trips.

At least as a long-distance trucker.

Maybe just in a light car.

That's it, gone the distance both morally and physically.

He doesn't want to and he can't.

He already hates this job.

You said that you're coming home early today?

Well, you know how it happens...

on Friday a bunch of trips always come up...

You said that by 12 you'd go to the tax office and come home.

- Let's eat something! - I know that it all starts with this!

- Let's eat something... - Let's!

It's not bad!

Try it!

Wonderful!

Ye-e-es!

You know that I only cook nice things!

No, this is wonderful!

Ye-e-es!

But tell me first, who taught you to cook this way?

Who taught me?

I taught you.

You taught me?

Yes.

- I've got a surprise for you! - Go on, tell me.

I propose that given the end

of your career as a long-distance trucker...

So...

I've decided to give you a present.

You're leaving me!

Well now! You wish!

- You're leaving me... - In your dreams...

- I want to give you this map! - Wow...

But I'm not...

I'm not driving any more.

I didn't want you to forget in your old age where you'd been!

But why isn't there any...

Any what?

Afghanistan!

But this isn't a map of the USSR,

when you went there it was part of the USSR.

There's no Tadzhikistan either!

So, what's this, Ukraine! But where is Romania?

It's gone, there's no Moldavia or Romania.

Where are Moldavia and Romania?

Look, they're gone!

And where were the biggest mountains?

Tadzhikistan!

More than 4000 km.

When you're going through the mountains

you go through the clouds...

like a plane.

You climb, you go through the clouds.

Then you drive above them

and already the clouds

are lying beneath you,

like you're in a plane.

And you crawl your way up the mountain, there's snow.

You go over to the other side of the mountain

and there's good weather there...

and from there you can see this green carpet,

it's so beautiful!

And there are flocks of sheep,

just like this, white specks.

I'm always giving you new things,

but what have you got for me?

- For you? - Aha...

Let's buy...

Mmm? A new saucepan?

No,

what's it called... devil take it!

- "The Wedding Ring and the Saucepan"? - No...

- Peeling! - Oh, yes!