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FOOLS OF FAME

It didn't go so well last time, did it?

Look at this cut, how straight it is.

Well, this is London and Paris, we don't even have such fabric here.

We have nothing at all if you look at how men dress.

How boring, horrible!

Oh my gosh, girls, look!

He's not from around here.

I think he's Italian. - No he's not!

But he's not local. - Maybe a Frenchman?

Shall we ask him? - Ask!

I'll ask? Okay...

Hello!

Do you speak French?

Do you speak German? - Huh?

Do you speak Russian? Who are you?

Tatikas. Jaan Tatikas.

Inventor and naturalist.

Oh my God!

Look how stupid. Why has no one come up with this before?

I thought maybe I could get two pennies more

for a bigger load of laundry?

Two pennies?

Of course, I can be more generous if you...

for example, invited me over in the evening.

Ferdy! - Ferdinand, my name is Ferdinand.

You and your strange stories!

Oh!

Do you have boots for the boy for the fall?

I was thinking of taking a tenant for the summer.

Here? People are looking for better rooms.

Well, maybe someone will come here too.

But what if I stop bringing you my laundry?

The town is full of laundresses.

You forgot.

No.

Money.

Money? Money, yes.

Money has to be earned.

I'll...

come back in the evening and send the boy away, yes.

Excuse me. Excuse me!

Thank you!

Sir! The goat! My newspaper!

Excuse me sir, could you tell me the name of this street?

I don't think this street has a name.

And why should it? Excuse me.

A street without a name. How poetic.

Wait a moment...

I'm so sorry ladies, have a great day.

God, what a handsome man.

He's not from around here.

I'd love to throw my arms around his neck.

Helmi, oh my God!

Well, ladies, let's go for a drive.

No.

Look at you, like a man already.

Sweetie, let it be now.

When will dad come home?

You know what Eedu? One day he will come.

Then he stands there at the garden gate, and waves at you, right?

Dad?

No, it's...

it's some stranger.

Hello! - Good day.

Does sir have laundry to do?

Laundry? Yes?

No, I...

No! I'm a writer.

Maybe you've even heard of me?

Oh, no! Not yet, of course. Salomon Vesipruul.

Salomon...

Say hello to the gentleman.

Agnes.

Very nice.

Do you happen to have a room to rent for the summer?

No, I don't think it suits the gentleman.

No-no, ma'am, I'm no gentleman, certainly not that kind of gentleman,

I am a writer.

And we, creative people, we do not cling to worldly possessions,

we are interested in something else.

Yes, we are looking for our star.

Well, maybe I'll show you?

Oh, madam, how beautiful it is here, and the lilacs.

Can you smell them?

Are you the queen or the princess of this beautiful garden?

Yes.

Oh, anyway, I'll stay here.

In that case, I would like one month in advance.

Of course, I will go to the newspaper office today

and sign such a contract that I can pay for even three months in advance.

So is this for real? - Absolutely.

Very good! - I don't need much.

Just a piece of bread and peace.

Oh my God! I'm sorry! - It's okay.

Hello, Ferdy.

Wait! Excuse me! So sorry, mister Ferdy.

My name is Ferdinand!

You're a loan shark, aren't you?

I am an honest businessman.

You are exactly what I need. I need capital.

Dammit, I'm a homeowner!

Homeowner?

Mister...? - Tatikas.

Naturalist Jaan Tatikas.

Speak.

Look, Ferdy... nand.

I am an honest inventor on the verge of a great invention

that I'm going to patent.

And I will earn a lot of money.

But I need capital to complete the prototype.

This is the kind of machine that can move both on land and in water.

And you, Jaan Tatikas, are ready to mortgage your house on this?

I assure you I'll be very quick, Miss.

Wait, please let me in! - No!

I assure you, it won't take long!

Mr. Editor, please hear me out.

Why should I meet you?

Because I, unlike some, belong to the chosen ones who,

when the muses appear, still...

The question is whether the revelation of your muses

is also suitable for publication in the newspaper.

Look, my poetry is...

Poetry? - Yes.

In this case, young man, you are in the wrong place.

But what does your newspaper print?

Here, we deal with what really happens in the world every day.

Frauds, wars, diseases.

So worldly?

For heavenly things, young man, there are other institutions.

Mr. Editor, but there has to be something,

I mean something that...

To entertain?

Yes?

We have short stories for that.

There is nothing easier than writing a short story.

Even three a day.

What newspapers have you published your stories in before?

Well, I have... I am the...

In the village fair newspaper. - We have nothing to talk about.

The entire advertising section was canceled in the weekend issue,

what do we do now?

What does this space cost?

Please, one hundred rubles.

And warm up your printing presses.

One hundred rubles.

And if you can't repay by the weekend,

I'll take your house and the land.

Strong red.

No, the bigger one.

To celebrate the contract?

I'm going to propose.

So who is the lucky one?

We'll live and see.

I didn't take your matches!

You did! - No, I didn't.

Tatikas!

You have vodka! - Give us a sip!

Tatikas! - Stop it! Don't spit!

We don't want much!

I'm on my way to propose. - Let's go together.

Just a sip! - Shut up!

I told you, this is for...

To the top edge of the label.

Goethe, Shakespeare, Schiller...

Vesipruul.

Maybe someday?

Excuse me, what is the highest quality paper you have?

Oh, sorry.

How much is it?

After all, paper could acquire value

after something immortal was written on it.

They have no price, are they priceless?

Wrapping paper.

Tatikas! - Dammit...

Friends!

The proposal awaits...

Tatikas, why do you want to marry this woman?

I've known her since I was a child.

Her life has not been easy.

If I become a famous man by the end of this week,

her life will be better too.

Damn you!

Sorry, who? - Gravity!

What a nice evening!

I came to celebrate! - What are we celebrating?

The man standing in front of you

is likely to become famous across the country soon.

What do we order?

If your esteemed establishment has such a thing,

I would order the absinthe.

You know?

In Paris, everyone who has the slightest idea of art drinks it.

MOONSHINE

Here you go! - Thank you!

A delicacy.

More!

And of course Montmartre! - What?

You just have to see it with your own eyes.

And did you know that Victor Hugo...

Did you come straight from Paris? - No, from Nuustaku for now.

But I have held so many jobs in my life.

...and saved money for a glorious future,

so that in the morning I could call myself the owner of 100 rubles.

But how did it happen that you who...

Who is destined to write great works, had to...

You had to herd the village pigs?

I only became a schoolmaster when the pigs had already died.

But now, of course, I can admit

that the pigs knew how to respect my high thoughts more

than the village boys

who kept throwing ink balls at me.

Agnes!

Wait.

From the window? - Yes.

Otherwise, someone will see and think that I am like that.

More!

I am an artist!

I say-odes, ballads, sonnets, sonatas. But no!

Sorry.

All they want is a trivial short story.

Wait. Wait!

Hey, come back!

Come here! Boy, come here!

Oh, more coffee?

No-no, thank you, five cups is enough for me.

Sir, what are you doing?

Can you hear me?

Sir, wake up! Wake up now!

What?

You knocked me out...

Do you know me?

Sir, are you coming to visit me?

What? Take me as I am...

Let me invite you in then.

Wait-wait-wait!

I thought the place was empty?

Probably my tenant. - What tenant?

Dear childhood friend, welcome.

I am not a man who can...

Will you marry me?

Mom?

Dear God! - Can I come in now?

Of course, my boy. Through the door!

Sir? Mr. Guest?

Wait, sir! Wait!

Who are you?

It's me, Salomon Vesipruul.

What is this?

This is so you don't run away again. For your own good.

Where am I?

You wanted to visit me.

I wanted?

Yes of course mister...?

Tatikas, Jaan Tatikas.

An inventor, not some drunkard.

I sincerely apologize if I somehow made you feel

that I thought you were just a drunk, Mr. Lutikas.

Tatikas! - Tatikas, I'm sorry.

I am on the verge of the greatest invention that mankind has ever...

Where are my boots?

Mister.

Would you please tell me? - What?

The story of your life. - What's it to you?

Look, I'm a writer.

A very famous writer soon, Salomon Vesipruul,

and I have agreed to write a short story this week.

And you are so amusingly narrative person.

You said... did you say amusing?

That I am...

That I am funny? - Yes.

I do funny things?

I'm going to hit you now.

Mr. Sitikas, you are not at home,

and you could be flying out of here sooner than you think.

Give me my boots!

Where are my boots? - I don't know!

It will hold up nicely.

Good morning! I heard voices.

Yes, we were fixing it.

I wanted to apologize for my son.

Go.

He's a nice boy, but he grew up without a father.

So...

Please have a cookie. - Thank you.

The coffee will be ready soon.

Oh, sorry, how rude of me.

My guest is Mr. Lut... Tatikas.

Jaan and I have known each other for a long time.

Oh really?

You have known each other for a long time?

This gentleman here said that he had some business in this house.

Jaan, did you come to borrow something again?

No.

I'm actually really busy, I have to...

I forgot! Just a second.

Weren't you in a hurry? - What's it to you?

Agnes' coffee is famous around here, you can't say no to that.

Yes.

Thank you!

What an aroma, fresh coffee.

Just like ambrosia,

the delicious taste of which only poets understand.

The thing is... I have to go right now.

Madam Agnes, I didn't know you are

acquainted to people like that.

What do you mean, like that?

I have met many different people in the world

and some of them,

without the necessary preparation and higher mental gifts,

attempt great things.

They are often so blinded by their urges

that they don't even notice how stup... childish their aspirations are.

Agnes.

Madam Agnes!

May I give you some advice?

Send this tenant away already today.

Why?

Oh my God!

Actually...

Actually, I wanted to talk about something else.

We've known each other for a long time. - Yes?

And I've been thinking all this time.

Now I thought I should say it too.

Will...

Mom! - Will I...

We ran out of paper...

What? - The toilet ran out of paper.

Help! - Oh, my God!

Oh God!

My writing paper!

THE END

And the beginning...

If only this beginning would come.

To begin with.

To begin with...

Ferdy!

Ferdinand.

Agnes, you have not done your job properly.

Sir, that blouse got dirty last night, when you...

As I have said,

I have many laundresses like you in town.

But maybe it's better if you turn to another laundress?

But what if I spread the word around town

that you're sloppy?

But so far everyone has been happy.

I'm not just talking about laundry here,

I'm talking about moral sloppiness.

What? - What?!

But what should we think of a woman whose house is filled

with countless men coming and going?

That's not true.

I'm not a man who can just...

Let's go!

Is there something wrong?

There is no motive. - Oh...

Goethe and Schiller have taken everything.

Yes.

I'm sorry to bother you with this.

Oh heavenly hosts, if you do not give me strength, then...

I will come to you myself.

Agnes! No need to worry anymore.

Now everything is fine again.

What...

Sunbeams...

Sunbeams golden...

Sunbeams golden the...

Hush!

Hush, be quiet!

Madam, let me take care of it.

Oh, gladly.

Without the axe, by the way.

Hello!

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Help! Help!

Go to the room!

Hi!

Mister Lutikas.

I wanted to ask, is this your dog?

Could you please tell him to be quiet

from sunrise to sunset,

and in the meantime as well?

No.

But maybe you would consider changing the owner of the beast in question?

Pontu!

Pontu, shut up!

Blockheads!

What am I paying you for? We only have two days left!

What we're about to do now

is something the human eye has never seen before.

I have done all the necessary calculations,

nothing can go wrong.

And if you, my friends, don't screw anything up,

we can all become millionaires.

Let'sdoit!

What are you doing?!

Please let people sleep!

Do you hear me?

Please!

Dammit!

Hold the rudder!

I'll hold it like I hold my wife.

You don't have a wife.

Tatikas! - Stop!

Agnes! - Hello, Jaan!

Agnes!

Agnes, come with us!

We will launch the machine today.

Come with us, we are men of action.

Throw it away, come with us! - No, I won't.

Stop it!

Onward!

Let's go.

Agnes!

Oh!

Thank you! It... I...

An old chair. - I planned it that way...

You know, I'm really glad you didn't go with them.

I want to move away from here.

Where to? - America.

Why?

Nothing ever happens here in the province.

Jesus!

It's that Tatikas!

Oh my God!

Where?

You know, I...

What?

I imagined riding with you.

No. On a winged poetry horse through the sky.

Did you go to the office yesterday and get a contract?

You know, I just realized that.

All the editors and publishers are going to fight over us.

If you accept my proposal.

Would you please be my...

muse?

Yes? Is that a yes?

Thank you! - No...

You know, I'll leave trivial stories to Mr. Satikas!

But why did it sink so quickly?

Maybe there was a hole somewhere.

But there were no bubbles?

The center of gravity was wrong.

Shut up now.

Twisted your back?

Stop!

Tatikas... - Don't spit on me!

Pontu. Pontu?

Pontu! - Is he dead?

Pontu...

Pontu!

Why did you leave me alone?

We would have become famous in just a few days.

What was he looking for under the fence?

S... V...

Damn pen-pusher!

Bury him.

Done.

Let's make this bastard fly.

Madam Agnes, please have a seat.

The sky was sky blue

and the sunbeams goldened the tree tops,

so they were just like golden.

And the birds sang in the treetops...

Master!

We wait.

For what?

The wind.

The trees were green, as they usually are in summer,

and the birds were singing,

and if they hadn't been singing, it would have been a pretty quiet story.

But they were singing

and everyone who heard it understood

how beautiful it was to hear it.

And everyone who had time to hear it heard it.

And everyone who had time, everyone got to hear it and...

Agnes!

Now!

Is he also dead now?

The wind swayed the treetops,

which was very beautiful to see.

Although it wasn't a big deal.

And the sky was sky blue.

A high and deep

spiritual work, like a foaming sea

pours out from the spirit of a poet adorned with powerful mental gifts

to his dear muse.

And the wind that swayed the treetops,

which was very beautiful to see.

Although it wasn't a big deal.

And the sky...

was sky blue.

Wait, I'll be right out.

Ferdinand, I have decided that

I can't do it without love, even if it means...

Agnes!

Dear Agnes, tomorrow is the deadline for the newspaper

and today I have everything ready. Thanks to you, my muse.

Then you can pay the rent tomorrow?

My muse will never have to worry about money again.

FLAMING LOVE

You're not listening to me! Well, look at him!

Don't mess around, look at him!

It's an orangutan! From the ape family.

Hey, that's right. - What did I say!

Can he talk too?

Wait. Hey! Primate! What are you doing up there in the tree?

Gentlemen, it does not understand human language.

Gentlemen! Gentlemen, please...

Wait, he's talking! He says something.

Gentlemen, please, I don't want a fight.

Please just let a person write a poem.

Maybe he wants to eat?

Wants to eat, he's hungry, let's feed the animal.

Of course! - Wait, just a moment!

He is hungry! - Mr. Tatikas.

Load!

Feeding time!

Again! Load!

Agnes!

No need to worry anymore, I survived.

Sorry. - Survived?

The papers...

No, no...

No!

No!

What day is it?

It was Friday in the morning, but I don't know what it is now.

Friday?

I had to be somewhere yesterday, but where?

Dammit. - Tomorrow is Saturday.

Tomorrow is Saturday and we haven't done anything.

We'll make Agnes move by herself.

Agnes?

This Agnes.

By herself?

Power transmission.

Let's bring kerosene. - Kerosene tends to explode,

you already fell off the roof.

I fell off the roof because of Newton.

Take the buckets.

Hurry! - So what did Newton do?

Invented gravity.

I didn't see him here yesterday.

You go ahead, I'll catch up later.

Hey! - Dammit...

Hurry up, the master is waiting for the power transmission.

Get some water over there!

I'm sorry, did he survive?

What? Here in the cauldron of hell? Women, get the bucket!

Take a bucket!

Aim at the wall, water the walls!

Tatikas!

Where are you going! Are you crazy?

His soul was weak and his spirit was evil,

but I never wished him harm.

You did that.

Bastard!

This man is to blame for all my misfortunes!

Put him in jail! Shave his head!

Pull out nails with pliers!

Mr. Tatikas.

What have you done with the house that belongs to me?

Mom, some men are coming.

Excuse me ma'am, is there a writer living here...

Salomon Vesipruul?

The room is as he left it.

This must be it.

Probably.

Girls, look at that.

Oh my God! - No way!

It's a joke.

I thought that since my house...

and the land... and Pontu...

So then I thought...

that a man...

in the house or so.

Agnes!

Agnes!

Agnes, my muse! I...

AGNES, I LOVE YOU

Yes, yes! I have... this...

Oh, I just remembered! - What?

Where I was supposed to be yesterday. - Where?

At the wedding. - So they managed without you.

You think?

No, I don't know.

But it was my own wedding.

THE END