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I will change everything. At all.

All of my life.

Because I met Asya.

We love each other.

And they decided to get married.

Yes. I will change everything.

I will create a family.

We will have children, our own home.

Asya is very beautiful and kind.

I just have to try.

I will change. Here you will see. I will change.

We will be together. And I believe.

So I am 27 years old name is Svyatoslav Ivanov.

I am an artist, I graduated from Stroganov.

After college, he worked in a design bureau.

The pay is ridiculous.

Bad habits of Bohemia irresponsibility, apathy.

But now, I met Asya.

She is well brought up, she excellent education.

Asya is studying in London, and her father, Peter Alexandrovich,

manager of a large Russian bank.

Well, of course, Asya got used to life, which I, being a humble artist,

I can't give her.

And so, I decided to open my restaurant of real Russian cuisine.

Own business.

Live in one breath with your country.

Is this not a dream?

Today is Peter Alexandrovich's Day birth, and they are with Polina Viktorovna,

Asya's mother, we finally decided get to know me.

For obvious reasons, I was afraid of this dating and was absolutely wired.

Asya and I haven't had anything yet.

Even though we've been dating for a few months now.

Protracted bouquet period.

But we decided that everything would be for real. And I endured.

Come what may...

I won't back down.

God help me.

I, Svyatoslav, not really I believe in this idea.

Restaurant business for me unknown.

Although, I admit, I was prepared you to the conversation thoroughly.

And the plan is very detailed.

But the business itself is very risky.

Burn out like there's nothing to do.

And you have zero experience.

There is no economic education.

Moreover, with money everyone is in trouble right now.

You know.

Sanctions.

The weakening of the ruble.

And he kept talking and talking, and I looked at him and thought:

here, these people with money.

Why does he humiliate me like that?

Doesn't he understand that I never won't I forgive him? He does not care?

Yes, he has already made up his mind.

Everything is lost.

That's it, Svyatoslav.

In another situation, I Of course, you would have refused.

But I understand that you're trying not only for himself, but also for Asya.

But I'm still a father.

I love my daughter.

And she loves you.

I decided to give you a loan, oh which you ask me.

Can you come to work with me tomorrow? and start doing paperwork.

Good luck.

Pyotr Alexandrovich, I am God to you I swear you won't regret it.

I'm completely lost.

And at that moment I didn't want to so that he can see my true face.

The triumph of the humiliated beggar.

I hurried to hide behind a mask.

My muzzle stretched into huge rubber smile.

And I tried to imagine something nice and fun.

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

Happy Birthday, dear dad,

Happy birthday to you.

Children.

I smiled at him along with Asya, and suddenly realized, guessed.

She knew about his decision in advance.

They have already agreed on everything.

Why didn't she tell me? It's cruel.

Holy, well, we agreed.

Do you understand that this is hell?

Well, there is very little left.

Dad did agree.

And we'll be getting married soon.

Just tell me why, huh?

Well, this is so stupid, huh. You want me too.

Tell someone to be ashamed. You do not love me?

I want you...

meet someone tomorrow.

And you will understand me.

All right, that's enough!

I'm sorry, I don't... I don't want to fight.

The heart was beating wildly in my chest.

There was mist in the eyes.

And I looked at Asya.

And suddenly presented her in a wedding dress wedding dress with veil.

Under the dress just blazed her beautiful naked body.

She touched herself.

And all twisted in sweetness.

Cold and beautiful.

holy?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Yes, keep yourself in simplicity and chastity, my dear brothers and sisters.

For only simplicity and purity keep you from the temptations of the beast,

which in today's fuss is in abundance and so filled is our world and our hearts.

Here, just now, on TV heard one joke.

Comes to the priest a layman for confession.

Well, he asks him:

"Tell me, father,

I don't drink, I don't smoke I fast, I keep the commandments,

I don't watch TV, well, unless the news

entertainment establishments I visit and forbid my relatives.

But my loved ones grumbled.

They don't like everything these limits are mine.

Tell me, father, maybe Am I doing something wrong?"

And the father answers him:

"No, my son, you live right. But in vain."

Laugh.

Here I laughed.

Why?

And I laughed at Satan.

For he is cunning and resourceful.

He appeals to reason and even to a mortal sense of humor.

After all, what is this joke about?

That truth is in pleasure.

And even an Orthodox priest, supposedly admits it.

So you don't believe it.

It's all lies.

And deceit.

western church, heretics tell us:

everything for joy man - everything is from God.

And now in Europe,

permitted in temples marry same-sex marriages.

Do we still need any evidence?

I think no.

The path of the truly Orthodox is not try to reconcile these temptations in yourself.

Do not justify them by nature.

Don't legitimize them.

Don't justify them by the will of God.

And fearless and bold cast them out of your heart.

"My kingdom is not of this world."

KI don't be afraid to miss something.

Don't try something.

Don't be afraid, oh horror, be outdated or even out of fashion.

You can do everything.

You won't be late anywhere.

And with the ministers of vice, do not put up with fornication and heresy.

And condemn.

And criticize publicly.

And fight, for in their face you hate not people and brothers,

but our only enemy is Satan.

And that's the only way you'll get true spiritual relief.

And enter into the shining hall Our Heavenly Father.

Amen.

In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, now, forever, and forever and ever. Amen.

Here, father, please accept. Your dad gave it to you. On arrival.

Thank you.

Bow to Peter Alexandrovich. For a good cause, truly.

Yes, father. And this is my fiancé.

Svyatoslav.

Baptized?

Baptized, father.

Do you love her?

I love. Very.

Well, well done here.

Love her.

Take care of her.

Don't tempt her.

For she is a weak maiden, and you are strong over her.

Here, be strong.

And she's all over you will take an example.

She is your future wife and the mother of your children.

Well, if you are Orthodox, in life you will seek the truth.

You will fight with the enemies of our faith and the fatherland.

And this, oh, what a heavy burden.

Well, everyone should be fine.

And here it is, inspired by your an example of strength, you will become a support.

- Understood? - Yes, father.

- Well, well done. - Bless, father.

In the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, now, forever, and forever and ever. Amen.

I admired Asya and thought about Father Gregory.

What an amazing and wonderful person.

Here, even with a joke.

How did he recognize, caught the devil and even laughed at him himself.

And how cleverly with enemies. They are not people at all.

But only the idea of ​​Satan.

Well, of course, I'm not really experienced in religious matters.

But I'm an artist.

I have a rich imagination and imagination.

Let the evil one appeal to my sense of humor.

From now on, all your passions, all your wild I will drive into my fantasies.

And I laugh at them myself.

And that means over the devil. And hate to Satan will support me.

Amen.

But here's the envelope...

Envelope...

holy

Wake up.

Be more collected. My dad gave you big money.

It's a huge, huge responsibility.

And you always have your head in the clouds.

Well? Wake up.

Went.

Holy! I'm just wondering and where did you get the loot

to the restaurant you're opening, huh?

Did you make an old one?

No-no-no-no. What are you.

Now the old women have something with a loot.

Now, in order to open a decent place, you need to knock out several thousand old women.

So?

I think that there ... something there he ...

I think he got himself an aunt.

Aunt. Such... A, director of a grocery chain, a.

- Yes? - Confess, Holy, well.

- Holy! - Holy.

Holy-Holy-Holy.

I listened to those pathetic trolls and suddenly saw himself from the side.

That's how I was Until recently.

Just like them. After all it's not even jealousy.

All this from helplessness, worthlessness and their own uselessness.

And the reason is simple: laziness, fear of real life and contempt for their country.

No. Asya - this is my salvation.

It doesn't matter dear friends, where did I find the money.

Is it true. It is important - for what, and what this is, in general, for such a thing.

Here, you can say: "Restaurant - me too, a dream. Think about it."

You are wrong.

Responsibility for loved ones and the country as a whole

here is my true goal.

I am a responsible person. And we must be united and united

in the face of the enemy that surrounds us and is trying to interfere with our stability.

We must preach a return to traditional moral values

and spiritual bonds.

And most importantly, we must educate youth have true patriotism!

And not love for material values, but to social problems!

I'll take a walk.

I'm laughing at you, sly one.

Security! Security!

Sorry. Guilty.

This dancer, she me booed at home,

not my object base desire.

My behavior is unworthy of a Russian.

I'm sorry, I'm terribly guilty. Excuse me.

Sorry, I do not understand. Last week Valentina Fedorovna came to me, we

everything was discussed, all the documents were registered.

Remodeling plan.

Coordination with the commission.

Well, first of all, Valentina Fedorovna we no longer work.

She's fired.

And secondly, your documents

not in accordance with the rules, and a large number of violations

which may lead to the collapse of the building.

And this is a criminal case, sorry.

Wait. Indeed, look, I have there is a certified redevelopment plan.

Excuse me, what's your name?

Alexandra Stepanovna Trushkina.

I am an official representative checking regional commission.

Alexandra Stepanovna, you understand me, please i wasted a lot of time

and, sorry, money. Valentina Fedorovna She told me that everything would be fine.

Ah, Svyatoslav.

You just didn't have to rush.

you should have waited the final decision of the commission.

I'm sorry, but construction will have to stop.

And return within a month everything, as it was on the plans of the BTI.

In the sense of "everything as it was"?

It is impossible to restore everything as it was.

I regret.

Listen, I have a huge rent and bank loans.

I'm sorry your activity is illegal.

What should I do now?

200.

But this is a robbery.

Extortion.

Oh, Svyatoslav, this is not robbery and not extortion.

This is solely because I I understand your desperate situation

and I'm walking towards you.

Not only is your construction illegal,

Are you still using labor? unskilled workers.

who do not have a license and, elementary, no registration.

Tomorrow will be 300.

God. What is going on?

OK. Wait.

Here, by a strange coincidence circumstances, exactly 200.

Please count.

Oh, Svyatoslav.

And you are not so simple as you seem.

Don't worry, Alexandra Stepanovna! Don't worry!

Banknotes are fresh, straight from the bank! Enjoy! Choke on your money!

What? What are you saying? I can't make out!

Corruption? This is the scourge of our society!

She, like rust, corrodes our homeland

and slows down progress, and discards us back to the Middle Ages.

No! You didn't cross my path. you moved path to the bright development of our country!

And she crushed you. Like a skating rink!

So don't ever get in the way progress. This is deadly.

Alexandra Stepanovna! Alexandra Stepanovna!

Alexandra Stepanovna!

Alexandra Stepanovna!

Alexandra Stepanovna...

Alexandra Stepanovna...

So... wait a second... oh...

I'm sorry.

Thank you Alexandra Stepanovna understood me and entered into my position.

Really? Thank you. Thank you.

The night is coming soon.

Out this time all my demons come out.

At night, I am at my best.

I even got a little scared.

I somehow imperceptibly began to lose connection with the surrounding reality.

What if my fantasies hatred of vice

one day they will break out and turn into reality?

Oh that damn girl totally pissed me off.

You need to relax somehow.

Holy, what are you more likely?

That redhead over there.

What's redder?

What are you talking about?

About the dress.

Where are you redhead did you see the dress?

Darling, how do you like to screw, screw into my brain, eh.

You're evil.

And my dad gave you a lot...

I'll take a walk.

- Asya. - Ksenia.

No, you are Asya.

Xenia I.

- Asya. - Ksenia.

- Asya. - I'm Lukerya.

No, you too Asya.

- Asya. - Lukerya.

You are Asya. You are Asya.

Asya.

I'm sorry I took so long. Met a friend.

Well, you can't be offended.

I look for him everywhere, and he sits playing with dolls.

Let's go to.

So, I say again, the order was placed a week ago for 20 tubes, yellow.

Hello!

Can you hear me now?

Nicholas?

Wait a minute.

Excuse me, are you from the commission?

No. I'm not on the commission.

I am an investigator.

From Petrovka.

Nicholas, I'm sorry, I'll call you back.

- Investigator? - Yes.

I'm listening.

Tell me, are you familiar with Trushkina Alexandra Stepanovna?

Trushkin?

Trushkin...

Trushkin...

A, Trushkina.

Certainly.

A new inspector from the district commission. Was here a week ago.

Right.

We have received an application from her relatives.

She went missing a week ago.

Criminal case on suspicion of murder.

Murder?

Horrible.

I thought you were from BTI, scared to death.

According to the documents, she was just you, at 18:30 on the 15th.

And then she disappeared.

Well, maybe there are more. - Well, maybe, of course, there is.

But while the phone is not answered. And no one has seen her since.

Phone, you say, does not answer?

Maybe this one?

Looks like she forgot about it.

And I keep thinking what a fool I have here walks, scatters phones.

At first I wanted to throw because the phone is rubbish.

Well, especially for her positions, you know.

Then I decided to leave because, Who knows, who will come, there will be a master.

- Let me. - Certainly.

If suddenly this Trushkina is killed will appear, you must tell her

that it's me saved the phone.

Maybe some favors for me will be on the committee.

Though I hope she's not found She, however, was knocked down by someone.

Hope?

Tell me, are you a corrupt official?

No.

I don't take a bribe.

This is very good.

Me too.

Nobody offers me, really. But I don't give myself.

Because a bribe today is what?

This is the same alternative. competitiveness.

Which is mentioned on the highest level.

Accordingly, it is not criminal, but, rather a political crime.

Treason.

But this is your Trushkina once I was extorted a bribe.

And any pressure rendered, and intimidated.

Therefore, if her True, someone killed

I'm even a little sorry that it wasn't me at all.

Svyatoslav.

What are you anyway unusual person.

I liked you right away too.

Especially when they talked about bribes.

Because today, despite to all the efforts of the state,

it's atypical.

And you might think that you in general, not a real investigator.

Well, my fantasy. You know dream of the perfect investigator.

Here, if you were real, and would take bribes,

then I would have to be afraid of you.

You could, like this very Trushkina, start extorting a bribe from me.

And then, well, so something, against me and there are motives, and even,

out, circumstantial evidence, like this phone.

Although, yes, it may be that the phone, in general, is not she forgot,

and someone else. At I'm here the entrance yard!

They roam, who is not lazy.

Is the owner's name listed there?

It can be found out. It needs to be charged

and then look at the numbers on the sim card.

It's even easier to call

to the help desk of the mobile operator contacts, they will tell you everything.

What am I, you obviously have trouble with this Enough business without me. And I,

I'm actually late on a date with the bride.

So I won't detain you any longer.

Yes. Svyatoslav, it was nice to meet you.

Best wishes.

I think we are we'll meet again.

Oh, I'd love to. You are the main thing for me leave a business card with your phone number.

Firstly, suddenly this Trushkina will come with a new check.

And, secondly, your business card is in your pocket. will be somehow perfect

confirmation that you are still real, not my illusion.

Well, if that convinces you, So here's my business card.

In the morning I'll go straight into my pocket.

If the business card is there, it's definitely real.

Yes yes yes yes yes yes.

I will take.

Yes, sure. Take what you want.

Best wishes.

Father, I love Asya so much.

So love. Do you believe?

Why are you confessing your love to me?

Weird, right.

You tell her about it.

And even better - prove by actions.

That's right, actions. But I have one sadness.

Not even sadness, but anxiety.

Flour.

What kind of flour is this?

I don't want to love her anymore.

It's hard for me.

I can no longer live in this love.

It's not you who cares about love.

Temptation.

Love is what? This joy, great happiness.

But temptation is torture.

Exactly.

Here is the temptation, father, for sure.

And I have all sorts of temptations from this visions pop into my head. And I'm afraid of them.

They hurt on reality are similar.

My heart is weakened by that the real world is unfair.

I want to kill my enemies in my soul.

And you forgive them and love.

Their enemies. As God commanded.

Because if you don't forgive sincerely, do not step over the insult,

she will stand in the heart of a stake, and will not live in peace.

And sorry, and such a relief.

I know that I need to forgive, I know.

But it's just weird.

On the one hand you say: "Hate your enemies."

On the other hand: "Forgive them."

So... No. You, here...

personal enemies, farewell to them, yes.

And the enemies of the fatherland, the church ...

- A... - Here... hate them.

So fight with them.

Now it's clear.

I, because I say to myself all the time: "You are personal enemies, goodbye, love them.

They are weak, just like you." Well... All that.

Well, nature.

The heart boils not even from anger, but from cold annoyance that my enemies

think they are smarter than me.

And this is quite unpleasant. Even insulting.

Not brotherly.

Not Christian. They are good enemies.

And now, I already imagine myself inside,

how do i deal with them the most cruel, although, sometimes,

and in a funny way like you and instructed.

That is, I do not punish them, but myself the idea of ​​evil in their face.

Because I am a true Christian.

And a patriot.

And the enemies are no longer my enemies, but enemies our entire state.

Although, maybe I'm just a fun person.

Something I don't understand. What are you saying to me?

Some kind of game.

Yes, that's me.

Speaking of temptations.

And I love Asya so much ...

I love it very much. Do not doubt.

And you, excuse me, to whom?

To you, dear. To you.

Are you an inspector too?

Well, what are you.

I'm really, really, really not a tester.

Then sorry, what question for me?

- So, it's... I was just passing by. - Yes.

And here in the 90s there was a workshop.

And then the dance floor.

And then another shop.

Well, I'm all these dashing been the owner here for years.

Dear, this is absolutely wonderful.

All your nostalgic feelings, all that.

But this is not a front yard.

People work here.

And it's not the 90s anymore.

Just don't be nervous.

In general, the room now belongs to me.

And there are all relevant documents.

So please...

Look, I just wanted to help you.

You don't know anything about this place and was going to open a restaurant here.

And what can I, excuse me, new know about this place?

Bare walls. Construction is underway.

And, you understand what was here to me, does not concern me.

And unfortunately I have no time for this.

Therefore, dear, I do not dare delay you more.

Bare walls?

Oh well.

Did you see this little thing over there?

Well, how?

- Private chillout. - Wow.

You think you are all new here.

And that there was nothing before you.

What, like, you came, and everything changed.

You are wrong.

Everything is as it was, as it was before.

And nothing has changed.

What is it, sorry?

Damn.

My date with Asya is irrevocable, hopelessly died.

We met her by chance mother, Polina Viktorovna.

Three endless hours wandered around the shops.

They measured clothes and bought useless rags.

And I, like a camel, dutifully chasing after them.

And so, we are sitting in a cafe.

Polina Viktorovna has already drunk. Apparently, she doesn't need much.

And I have to sit and listen to the whole this incoherent womanish babble and smile.

Crap.

Crap. Crap.

Finally, they asked for the bill.

Oh, no, no, no, no. No.

Polina Viktorovna, please, I'll pay a. Is it true.

So, is the restaurant open?

No. Here you open then you will pay.

Mom always pays for everything.

And please, please, don't call me you call me Polina Viktorovna.

I feel like some well, mother.

Pauline.

Pauline.

Yes. I'm listening.

Yes.

Yes OK.

Yes, I've already had a drink. I'll leave my car here.

I have a meeting.

Will you take me to Mariotte?

Of course, Polina Viktorovna.

For you - at least to Yaroslavl.

This torture will last forever.

We have already left, but Asya suddenly I remembered that I wanted to go to the toilet.

And here we are waiting for her in the car.

Well, how are you is the restaurant doing well?

Haven't spent all the money yet?

Looks like nothing did, but tired.

The legs are stone. Age, probably.

Polina Viktorovna, you...

Pauline.

First, from such walking boutiques and the ox will fall.

And, you know, I'm like this now I feel gratitude towards you.

Here, for the fact that you paid the bill.

Let me be kind to you for this I'll massage my feet, huh?

And secondly, you you look wonderful.

Very young.

You know what they say: want to know,

what will yours look like? bride, look at her mother.

Are you over 40? you won't give.

I just regret that I didn't see Asina's grandmother.

Well, so, for complete peace of mind.

Although I have no doubt, not at all.

You know, when I first saw you, I immediately drew attention to you.

What a gorgeous woman you are.

And I hope, and I am even sure, that Asya will be very similar in age to you.

That's strange.

You seem to be complimenting they sound somehow insulting, impudent.

And get your paws off my feet.

Do you like Svyatoslav me less and less.

And that's because you you don't know me yet.

And you will know better be sure to love.

I promise.

Sorry. But there was a huge line.

Go. I'm in a hurry.

Who's there?

Champagne in the room. Compliment from the hotel. For free.

- Hello. - Hello.

Seryozha.

Come here.

Turn around on me a little Polina Viktorovna.

Serezha can't. He himself feels very bad.

Did you think Polina Viktorovna, that I will woo Asya,

without giving detailed information about it?

About her and all the members of her family.

Here you are, for example.

With an enviable constancy bordering on with recklessness and obsession,

neglecting the duty of wife and mother, against all moral norms,

meet here regularly

with a choreographic student Institute by Sergei Metelkin.

And this is today, in fact, captured by my phone camera.

And now you might think what I am, you know

cheap blackmailer who decided to take advantage

your weakness in selfish purposes, it is not.

It's me to you with honor restorer I say.

I just need your parental help and advice, because one question remains

in Asya's sentence, who offers some decisiveness.

Oh well.

Doesn't suit you at all foul language, Polina Viktorovna.

You, after all, though a harlot, but not a criminal, but.

Even though they are links in the same chain.

In general, I digress. At I have your daughter Asya.

She is a wonderful creature. Treasure.

She got me so moral support.

Doesn't let me sour. Even stimulates the appetite for new achievements.

She understandably somewhat shy with me.

And it just drives me to frenzy periodically.

Believe me, I'm completely I'm not talking about sex.

We stick with her rather conservative

perspectives on relationships before marriage.

But without being able to check do we fit each other in this matter,

I can't risk marrying her not recognizing her from this side.

I decided to use your experience rich, women and mothers of my chosen one,

to know for sure.

And now I understand that Asya will justify my wildest expectations! Sorry!

Your orgasm in a similar situation, Polina Victorovna, this is a complete surprise.

And, in general, the best confirmation the fact that Asya and I

we are perfect for each other.

And, remember, I told you, you will know me better, be sure to love.

Goodbye.

I seem to have overslept everything.

Yes, you are on the swing fell off immediately.

Don't worry, I'll tell you later I will retell in detail how it all happened.

holy

Holy, why are you so gloomy?

I don't like that you flirting with other guys.

Am I flirting?

Yes, you. You act like a walking girl.

And that's it, if you remind me one more time, that your dad gave me some money,

I will slit your throat.

Coke, love?

Holy, where are you?

You are alive?

No, I'm dead. You me killed tonight.

Drunk. Alcoholic.

Well, who tried to persuade me all night: "Masha, Masha, let's go to the sea.

In hot countries, far, far away. Just you and me."

About the restaurant some told.

Here you are, of course, a storyteller.

Masha?

Masha, Masha.

Who else? Masha is already 40 years old.

Will you have breakfast?

- No, I should probably go, Masha. - It's clear.

Forever at sea is apparently cancelled.

Listen, Masha, I can't go to the sea right now. I have obligations here.

I'm busy. I understand so, that you are also not free.

I won't let you go anywhere. Understand?

I can't live without you.

I can not.

Let's not fight.

What a blessing that I found you yesterday.

Guess you didn't want to this bar is stupid to go to.

And then I think: suddenly he is there.

My destiny.

I go in, I see, I sit, please on the floor.

Smart, handsome.

Well, aren't you ashamed?

Listen, you can have these gloves of yours. stupid take off? Well, definitely dirty.

Here you are, of course, I have an idiot.

That's probably why I fell in love with it.

She's the same idiot.

All of us will be great.

Do not even think.

You are a talent. You are rare.

You are special, bright.

And these are all freaks, envious creatures, eh.

Don't care about them.

They are not worth your nerves.

Do you hear?

Pitiful nonentities.

They only know how to lick ass.

Leadership and power.

Mash.

M?

So tired.

Well, what are you. What are you.

So stop it, stop it, stop it.

My boy.

The boy is my favorite.

Yes, you and I do not need to go anywhere.

We are here with you.

Yes? Together.

Oh. And we do not need any seas, none of these restaurants.

Do not need anything. We will live with you. Yes?

Long long time.

We will live to old age.

And we will die one day.

I won't let you go anywhere.

Nowhere.

Nowhere.

I will kill you!

Hello.

Asya? Bunny.

So, who are you?

Excuse me, are you Svyatoslav?

Yes, I'm listening to you.

It is for you.

Thank you.

Guys, please don't hit me.

What?

Please don't hit me.

Wow.

Look how polite.

Better suck me!

Who?

Who sent?

Who?

Enough. No need.

No need.

Pauline.

Polina Viktorovna!

Petr Alexandrovich, Polina Viktorovna, Asya, good evening.

What happened to you?

Fell from the bicycle.

Polina Viktorovna, flowers for you.

Why are you riding a bike?

Here is a legitimate question, Pyotr Alexandrovich. After all, he could use the car.

Nothing would have gone wrong.

No, romance.

Bike. And here are two.

Yellow "Lada" Kalina ". And so, you know, brazenly cut, still sarcastically smile.

Please, step aside. And we have in state everyone on the road is equal.

I'm in a ditch.

Bike to smithereens. I'm traumatized.

And I was from work. I have not only a phone with you.

I also have an iPad. And everything falls apart pieces, like in a crash test advertisement.

And there was everything.

All. All projects.

All contracts.

Video, photo.

And, in general, complete the collapse of my production.

And I took it a long time ago rule: each file,

even the most unnecessary, strictly for backup copy to hard drive.

And the disc is in the safe.

So, we can say it passed!

- But, you know what I'm immensely proud of? Paul, calm down.

Bouquet, dear, Polina Viktorovna, you...

To you. I'm shattered.

And the bouquet is intact.

Well mom!

Touched by sympathy, Polina Viktorovna.

I'm practically broke.

Just imagine, just I have first thoughts

about your own company

only I do some timid steps towards happiness, and here

visits are starting to roll in.

Now from the government, then, in single file, heritage, the Ministry of Emergency Situations, firefighters.

And not like that in a day.

One after another!

And, as in turn, and each: "Give-give-give-give-give-give."

And so they robbed me to the bone.

Wait a second, I understand.

Now you might think that I

trying to take advantage of my distress position, pity you,

and ask for new money - you are mistaken. You are wrong.

I have my pride.

I swore to you by God that the word I will keep mine and will not let you down.

I can handle all problems.

And, as they said in the 90s, I'll fix everything myself!

So, Peter Alexandrovich, I tell you directly:

I won't back down from mine.

You, Svyatoslav, probably have a great head hit and talk all sorts of nonsense.

Sit still. Ambulance has already arrived.

Here.

Here!

There are changes in the state.

Five minutes have not passed, doctors rushed to the aid of the injured.

Let everyone die slanderer, slandering Russia.

What happened to you? Did you fight? Have you been beaten?

Masha?

Are you alive?

You hurt me.

But I forgive you. I I always forgive you.

And how do you find me all the time everywhere? Are you following me?

You look at yourself. Well you're like a teenager as well.

Well, here it is...

Honey, you're in pain. My boy.

Let's go to. Let's go home, I'll take you I'll wash you, I'll change you.

And you know, I cooked chicken.

I also baked lula in the oven with eggplant. You love eggplant.

And I also cooked cherry jelly. Let's go, my love.

Let's go to.

Are you cold?

You cold.

Let's go, let's go home.

Do you have high temperature. Does it piss you off? What did the doctor say?

Are there fractures? Oh-oh-oh-oh. Forgive me please.

Let's go to. Let's go, my love. Let's go to.

- Masha. - What?

A gang of thugs walks around the city.

They came up to me and asked for a light.

Well, I don't smoke, you know.

They say the 90s are over.

Here you are.

You will sit at home.

Whole month.

Until you get better.

With me.

What about your husband?

And my husband ate pears.

Sorry. Everyone home.

Home, home.

Oh, you are my grief.

Waited. Waited. I already wanted to call you.

Is that what you were waiting for?

- What's wrong with you? - Oh, this is, in general, trifles.

My fiancee is a girl in love.

Feelings, passions, in general ...

Broke my hand.

And I wanted to call - I have news.

So what's the news?

About Trushkina.

Indeed, she was killed. Now I know for sure. You didn't find her?

No. Have not found.

And her phone turned out to be, right?

That's right, her phone.

All right.

And she came to me.

How did it come?

Well, last night. Yes, I'm delayed at work late as usual.

I'm on a mission.

And already, you know, deserted, quiet, dark, everyone dispersed.

I'm sitting like that, in stared at the wall.

I dream, I make plans for the future.

And suddenly the wall shook like that.

Like in old movies special effects.

And from there in person Trushkina jumps out to me.

Pale, translucent, eyes collapsed, bluish lips.

True ghost.

I want revenge, Svyatoslav.

Revenge my murderers for me.

Whom to take revenge, I ask.

And why is it, in general, Alexandra Stepanovna, should I avenge you?

When you make me a little dead through this your greed did not.

And she again for her.

I want revenge.

And howling so creepy, you know...

And if you don't take revenge I will haunt you forever.

Your clients in the restaurant I will pinch the corners.

So I scare everyone.

Whom to take revenge, sticky bitch?! I ask her.

And avenge him for me, who everyone the day forced me to come to you.

And extort bribes.

Hurt you endlessly.

So that you are never yours the restaurant is not open.

That's my killer.

So I wanted to call you Actually, take advice.

Can you help me with this unravel the story like a pro.

What curious things do you tell, Svyatoslav.

Really curious. Here, right came out of this wall, didn't it?

Yes Yes. She's right here hence materialized.

Yeah.

I am to you with a search.

Here's the warrant.

Guys, let's go.

Search. I understand. you will search the ghost of Trushkina, right?

Not a ghost.

And the body.

And not only Trushkina's body.

A lot of evidence against you, Svyatoslav.

Bad evidence.

What bad ones? I I gave you her phone.

Yes, it's all the same to one it turns out.

So.

First comes the inspector from Moscow Trushkin Architecture.

And has since disappeared without a trace.

Literally the next day to you with checking official Dyakov from the council.

And again... Since then nobody saw him.

On the same evening you had

from the sanitary and epidemiological station Vozkov and Lyudmila Gukova from BTI.

Neither can be found maybe ten days.

Svyatoslav, you are right some kind of black hole.

Well, just the Bermuda Triangle.

Yes, and that's what I'm talking about.

Well, Trushkina confirmed it all. Well, ghost her.

This is clearly a conspiracy against me.

'Cause I'm broke with these inspectors. Here you are.

I got a paper from the bank yesterday.

I am in debt payments, interest.

Already a court order corresponding is available.

What would you think, this morning

the bailiff came and the kitchen, which I yesterday delivered, dismantled, confiscated.

They have a promotion going on.

"In the new tax year without debt."

Well, why be jealous?

I beg you, please deal with all this hell already.

Because I have worries without it and debts - everything! The head is spinning.

I just want to understand who decided so inhumane to destroy me.

I believe in you.

All is clear.

Yeah.

Fine.

Excuse me for the inconvenience.

- All this is very strange. - Very strange!

Svyatoslav, very strange.

Hello.

That's all you guys probably thinking now

what a moron dressed up as grandfather Frost when it's hot outside, July.

Maybe an advertisement?

Well, there, discounts, freebies, discounts.

You are wrong.

This is a promotion in "New tax year without debt.

Listen, you clown! Well, get out of here!

Come on, kids, quickly everyone in the corner!

Run! Run! Don't hide there.

I see everything. Run! Run! Run!

Cashiers, money quickly in the bag! Alive!

Alive!

Well guys, how are you? are you doing well without me?

I see you are all here people are very successful.

And the bank is the temple of success.

And you're just parishioners who came here for your piece of the religion of success.

Here I am, a sinful man complained about the same.

But how is that!

Sirgichev in indignation.

We are here by law!

And you're straight with a drill and self-propelled gun with your promotion!

On the floor, bitch!

Children, bunnies, quiet-quiet-quiet. Quiet.

Well, you must understand that i never in my life

would not allow such liberties in reality.

Because, as they say,

my kingdom is not of this world.

This is me in my head and in my fantasies one on one with a conscience.

And my conscience is the same as you!

And I demand from the temple only what due to me! Not more!

Money! Alive!

Run!

What it is?

Why so few? Where else?

Beat the reptile while I hold it! I keep it!

There. There.

Happy New Year, you fucking bitches.

And I look, you are the time you don't waste it. Beautiful.

- It is you? - I.

Me again.

I did not do it! I am not guilty! I didn't touch! Is it true!

- What do you want from me? Yes, I was just passing by.

Well, I decided to help you. You've got problems.

No, I didn't ask you to help me. No need. What kind of obsession?

- Release me immediately! - Oh, okay.

Then destroy yourself.

Everything is going wrong this morning.

First, my head is falling apart.

Secondly, Asya arrived at two o'clock before we agreed.

And not alone, but with Peter Alexandrovich.

I wasn't ready for this at all.

Nothing much has been done here yet. All in all, a lot of work.

Pyotr Alexandrovich, you come through. It's still very damp here.

Holy, I'm sorry. Dad and I are close We were having lunch and decided to stop by and have a look.

And that is good, good.

You have, indeed, almost everything is ready already.

Well done.

- You... - Not expected.

Yes, you just don't look, because there not painted yet. And they haven't nailed it yet...

They even furniture, in principle, not all delivered yet.

I just knew that, here you are didn't expect and wanted you somehow

surprise surprise, but, here, Apparently it was a surprise.

Come on, let's get down to business.

Well, what you built and open, I now I have no doubts. Well done.

But that's only half the story.

We need people to come.

To be loved.

To stay.

So don't relax just yet.

Think.

As you rightly point out.

They stayed because they loved it. Love is where the key is.

And, Pyotr Alexandrovich, in general, it would be absolutely wonderful

If only no one bothered me.

But who's stopping you, eccentric?

It seems like we all help.

Me and Asya.

Well, all right, Svyatoslav, it's time for me. I'll go. I won't distract you and Asya.

Bye.

Well done.

Pyotr Alexandrovich, where is Asya?

And she went to the toilets see it seems.

- Bye. - No!

It hasn't been painted yet.

Mother.

Asya?

Come out!

There are no lights yet.

Mother...

Darling, you are a little you start to annoy me

that screwed up one and the same as wound up.

Look, for the hundredth time I repeat to you, Polina Viktorovna arrived by chance.

However, like you and dad. We are with her loosened up, fantasized.

We discussed the design of the restaurant. Polina Viktorovna has excellent taste.

And this is widely known. And she suddenly suggested: "What if

we will have waitresses in the toilets stand chained? Suddenly".

Are you surprised too?

Here is my idea seemed interesting.

And even healthy.

And it is quite logical that Polina Viktorovna wanted to see the place

how it will look like.

And I just turned out to be handcuffed, which, by the way, I prepared for you on your birthday.

And I can't understand what you were you surprised by what you saw?

This is quite common and even commonplace.

Mother.

Bunny!

Please let's not spoil wonderful evening because of such nonsense, eh.

I understand you must be annoyed that I prepared handcuffs for you,

and Polina Viktorovna is your first gift put on. I understand it's not pretty.

And I'll be fine, honestly. I will buy you new ones, a thousand times better, I swear!

But this is unbearable!

What kind of manner because of such to arrange a nonsense scene?

your parents very, very spoiled!

Very.

Mother.

ABOUT! And I came up with. Lets do it let's have a party! A?

Such a loose, youthful, huh?

Let's buy alcohol, have a rest and not we'll be more nervous. Cool?

All. I'll arrange everything, don't worry.

Quiet, I'm on my way. We are working.

How many?

- Two thousand an hour. - No, how many girls are in the minivan?

Twenty.

I take everyone.

Follow us.

Come on, don't sleep!

Laugh, drink, have fun! Romance, huh!

Bunny, what a wonderful party, eh. So many youth.

You are my most beautiful.

Ticklish?

What?

Are you sad?

Why? We are so good with you baby.

What do you really want to know?

Okay, that was one time. Accidentally. Honestly!

Well, please forgive me.

Okay, two.

In Week. Well, more often.

I didn't have to choice, you know?

You got me out. This restaurant cursed, your father!

And she looks just like you. Polina Viktorovna. Understand?

Well, please forgive me!

What got up? Let's! Let's undress each other! Licking!

Baby, I'm not for you.

Look, let's all start over, shall we?

We will all start over, and everything will be fine.

Yes?

What? You want?

Do you want here now?

No, do you really want this?

But what about our agreement? To hell?

I really want you too, yeah It will be your way, yes.

Come on, it's your way, yeah You're right.

There are no rules in love.

How stupid we were. I love you. Everything will be fine.

What is this? Bolts?

Mechanism?

- Are you a doll? - Mother.

Damn doll!

- Mother. - Pyotr Alexandrovich deceived me!

Get out everyone! Out! I will kill!

Gnida Petr Alexandrovich! Wrapped me up! Burnt out!

Mother.

Mother.

Well, Pyotr Alexandrovich. He gave me a fake. Reptile!

Petr Alexandrovich, Polina Viktorovna, get up.

What?

What's happened?

Oh my God.

Are you here?

- How did you get here? - Asya gave me the keys.

Pyotr Alexandrovich, if you please show me your daughter.

What?

Where is she? What, did you have a fight?

"They quarreled."

This is impossible. We love each other.

I do not know where she is, because that

what did you slip me today, it's not Asya, I checked.

Therefore, please show me your daughter.

This is me as a groom, engaged to her, I demand.

Have you eaten henbane? Get out of here immediately.

Paula, dial her mobile.

Don't bother, Polina Viktorovna, I have her phone number.

Your tricks, Peter Alexandrovich, won't go through anymore.

I didn't like you at first.

You have been cunning. Knowing Asya's character, you didn't refuse me.

They even gave me money. Like, interest.

But then they did everything anything to bother me.

tax piers, bailiffs, checks.

Ruined me so I should have stayed.

So that I then still in hide the prison for debts.

You gave the priest money for him to look after us.

And everyone did so that Asya herself

realized that I'm a miserable nonentity, and abandoned me.

Yes.

It's true.

You are a miserable nothingness. And that's what I did.

Well tell me what are you up to should I like it?

Who are you?

A poor beggar without any serious education?

sticky elderly loser 47 years old?

You are older than Asya by almost 30 years.

You are even older than me.

Yes. It was me, of course.

And you thought it was this young kid?

Surprise.

You are almost 30 years older than Asya!

You are even older than me.

You're nothing but bloated enraged conceit.

You are zero.

Well, what do you have, huh?

What do I have?

Yes, the most important thing is.

I love Asya.

I'm funny.

I'm honest.

Wait, Polina.

You'd better get out of here.

Honest and funny.

My patience is over.

Forget Asya.

And then maybe the hell with you, I I'll leave you your pathetic restaurant.

Do you want to buy me off?

And this is the head of the family.

Orthodox person.

Yes you...

You are worse than a killer.

Polina Viktorovna, well why are you silent?

Well, stand up for me, mom.

Mother!

What?

God.

Doll.

And it's a doll.

- You changed her too, you devil! - Mother!

Mother! Mother!

Oh you are a creature.

Tell me where Asya is.

I think it's already somehow quite unhappy.

And it's not even funny.

Masha.

And the years go by.

Everything is developing. Russia is coming forward, and you stayed in the 90s.

You will be 50 soon.

And you with your mind talent, what have you achieved?

What's ahead of you?

Old age?

Poverty?

Russia moving forward?

We're at a rally, aren't we?

The plan is...

We are getting divorced.

Comes to work with me one girl is English.

I introduce you.

Young.

Cute.

With ambition.

You marry her.

Take money from your parents. Parents are cool.

Father is a banker.

They will help you.

And you will make a high-profile project.

You make connections.

Rise up.

You won't notice, in two years you will be a serious public person.

And then you don't have to do anything everything will work for you.

Of course. Yes Yes.

Yes. And so it happens.

And then do what you want.

Say what you want.

Most importantly, do them. easy rules.

Good plan.

Sneaky.

But what about you?

I?

I, I, I...

What about me?

I don't understand, really, Masha.

I don't understand why you did it.

Really, don't you understand?

You are a fucking psychopath.

You can be aware of the universe.

But never for sure find out who your wife is.

Why did you cut your own throat?

Why did you commit suicide, Masha?

No call, no note.

A year has passed. I don't understand.

You can know the universe.

But you'll never know to the end, who are you.

The plan is good.

Forward.

Get married and shake 'em right.

Come on, success.

And greatness.

No shame, no remorse.

The boy is my favorite.

A year has passed.

I am the past.

Past.

Yes.

You are the past.

Now a new life.

Everything is funny and fun. I have a young bride Asya.

Her parents, Peter Alexandrovich, Polina Viktorovna, they adore me.

They adore me. God.

I'm going crazy.

Enough. Enough fantasies and games.

I want to know the truth.

Let be... Let everything be real.

Father, father Gregory, I need to confess.

Well, what's the matter?

Confess, my son. There's a temple, let's go.

No, father. To me I need it in a restaurant.

Consecrate it, I'll give you money.

What kind of game is this.

Have something to say, say it here.

I pray to God.

You don't pray to God you threaten with a weapon.

Let me not be afraid of death.

Father, I beg you.

Tell me why you called.

Listen, I know that Asya's father donate money to you so that you

we were looked after. Well, let.

After all, you are a priest.

You believe in God. You are kind.

I beg you, help me.

By God, it seems to me that I'm going crazy.

Well, speak up. I'm listening to.

I was ashamed of desires mine and vices.

Do you understand? I was disgusted that they I have, and that I want them.

That my nature is low like an animal.

But I'm a human.

Supreme Being.

I don't really love anyone and maybe even don't believe in anything.

Yes, exactly, father.

I don't believe in anything.

I have lost a loved one.

Wife.

It probably happened because of myself.

And so, she committed suicide.

But I don't understand how God could allow this.

Maybe it doesn't exist at all?

But then everything is possible.

By any means.

After all, money, success - the main thing then.

And love is fucked.

I took a closer look - many people live like this.

Maybe I should try?

And to make it not so disgusting, I began to think of himself as a caricature.

A young cynic

who is just trying get into the system.

And I laughed at it vicious nothingness.

I killed, seduced, robbed, even ate people.

But it's all just fantasy.

And I'm used to enjoying it.

'Cause it was all like that witty and funny.

So I ridiculed my vices.

But suddenly, you know, me somehow, at some point I

realized that I can not understand reality before me or fantasy.

I've lost touch with reality. And now it's come to this

now I can't distinguish them completely.

And, you know, I'm scared... scary, scared animal

that I will take and kill someone for real.

What are you afraid of?

What will be caught and put in jail?

Here is the answer.

You are afraid for your body.

Think about your soul.

Listen to yourself and pray.

Pray to God.

How can you. And he won't leave you.

And don't judge anyone.

Take care of yourself.

Yes?

Okay, daddy.

I will pray, I will pray.

But, in general, you know, but if If only it was a fantasy...

I'm not some kind of moron to really wet people.

It was all make-believe.

I ask you, you, here, me Now just be honest

you are nothing do you see around?

Well, I don't know, maybe a hand there was someone lying around.

- No? - I don't see anything like that.

I only see the devil in your heart.

Yes?

But here?

- What's happened?! - Lord, save and have mercy.

Father.

What have you done? For what?

There was no exit.

He would betray you.

But why did you open up to them, Svyatoslav?

Even our guys didn't find it.

So, that means it's all true.

I killed... I killed all these people.

God! What a sadness. And Asya!

The girl is sorry. But she has seen a lot.

Well, nothing, nothing.

I have a couple of reliable guys.

We'll close this door for now.

And then we'll take everyone out quietly.

We’ll clean everything up, the mosquito will not undermine the nose. Stay calm.

Be calm, Svyatoslav.

Why do you need me?

I've been watching you for a long time.

Someone like you is needed.

Suddenly.

- Who needs? - Everyone.

Patriots of our country.

country.

You are new. Svyatoslav, you are different.

Correct.

You look like everyone else, but different.

You love blood.

They will follow you, Svyatoslav.

You won't change anything.

Will start soon. Wow! It will burn like!

Everything is ready. It's ready without us, Svyatoslav.

Just when it starts, at the right time I will present you, and they will follow you.

And then what difference, who needs it?

You can cut easily without turning around.

In law.

Get off you fool!

I'll kill you.

What kind of patriot are you? Rogue you are bad.

Am I the rogue?

Who are you then?

Come on, shoot.

Shoot. anyway already you won't change anything.

Others will come to you. You are smeared.

Now you have to cut.

A lot of. And you love it. It will be fun with you.

Because you don't care who. Come on. Want? Shoot.

What a nightmare.

What have I done?

Stop being childish, Svyatoslav! Go slaughter the enemies of the fatherland!

Yes.

You are real, right?

I'm real.

Well, well, no.

Well, I don't believe.

It can't be real.

It just seemed to me.

It just seems to me.

I blew the brains out of this demon.

And then he fell into hell.

Infinity has come.

But only now I see from somewhere from above a dazzling radiance and I pray

to forgive my sinful soul Russian merciful God.