All language subtitles for The Tuner (Nastroyshchik 2004) CD 2

You know, Andrei,

we've been friends with her for
10 years. We're both widows.

But sometimes she gives me
the creeps.

All her problems with men, you know.

I was afraid to come here
on my own.

So I asked you to help. I
call her, but she hangs up on me.

I don't understand.

Get off!

I said, get off me!

Give me that.

Arkady.

Andrei! It is Lyuba's neighbour,
a constant bother.

Hello, Lyuba.

Aren't you inviting us in?

Lyuba!

Step inside, Andrei.

Andrei, please sit down.
Tea? Coffee?

Thank you. We just had some
at Anna Sergeevna's.

Lyuba,

we have to talk seriously.

I brought Andrei with me
because

I understand that it would be
a bad idea

to talk t�te-�-t�te.

Talk?

I don't want to hear any more
of your dirty hints.

My God! What hints?!
What dirty hints?

I just shared my observations
with you as my best friend.

What was I to think?

- You think I hinted that?
- Precisely!

You poured dirt and shit all over
me, that's what you did!

Thank you very much,
I didn't deserve it.

No one ever did this to me.

I was just surprised

when all of a sudden

things started to disappear.

What?! Anna Sergeevna!

And these musical sessions
on Sundays!

You mean to say that
Petr Borisovich or Vera Borisovna

sneaked into my room and
stole the clock?

I just want to say that crowds
of people come to your house.

- Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.

Special thanks for the
word 'crowd'.

And thank you
for calling me a thief.

You said a piece of cheese
disappeared from your fridge.

It was me. I sneaked in at night

and stole your cheese,

then I ran back home and
gobbled it up under my bed.

Definitely, you have sclerosis!

I'm telling you as a medical
nurse.

You sold your clock
to a junk-dealer,

to pay the plumber.

First of all,

I didn't call you a thief.

Secondly,

then I sold my Chinese vase.

Mikki, do you remember?
I remember it clearly!

The old sclerosis patient!

She remembers!

See, there's your t�te-�-t�te!
What should I do with her?

- I don't know.
- I just remembered something!

- Lyuba, come quick!
- I don't want to.

I think I know who stole
the clock! The agent!

Agent?

When I was at your place,
this girl came, the agent.

That's right! The skinny blond
with affected manners!

She didn't say hello to me.

Didn't say hello, but wanted
to see my passport.

Someone called her, and you let
her use the other room.

The clock was in that room!

And census agents
never ask for passports!

- They never do!
- That's right, they never do!

And you were lucky,

you were not alone.
It could've been much worse.

Yes, I forgot about that
completely.

- You see, you forgot!
- It is sclerosis!

I'm telling you,
it is sclerosis.

Anna Sergeevna! You want me
to give you an injection?

I do.

- This clock was special to you?
- Of course it was.

It was rather expensive,
besides it was my father's.

Father said it was a rarity.

Handmade. And he knew
about these things.

My late husband also
collected old things.

Mikki, don't you have legs?

But I do remember that
cheese clearly.

A boy named Sasha comes
to visit us every Sunday.

He loves cheese.

10 days ago,
before his supposed visit,

I bought 300 grams.
Not to forget afterwards.

I put it in the far corner
of the fridge, on the right.

Where did it vanish?

A young man
is writing a thesis.

The theme is rather exotic:

Casting of church-bells, secrets
of the chemical composition.

I prepared some literature for him
in French.

My late husband's friends sent
it from Paris, I'm translating.

He's my god-son. I have many.

And I'm responsible
for all of them.

Find a job, help him make it up
with his wife.

The daughter of my late husband's
friend got married.

A nice decent man, works
at the docks,

adores her. And out of the blue -
a drinking-bout.

I tried to become a vegetarian.
I feel sorry for the animals.

But I couldn't make myself.
I like the taste of meat too much.

- What has that got to do...?
- Nothing.

Andrei, have you been baptized?

I love to baptize.
I could be your god-mother.

That is a responsibility. You have
to remember all the Birthdays.

Then a can of caviar disappeared.

Leonid Petrovich brought
a bottle of liqueur.

Where did all that disappear?

Olives... I don't know.

Andrei, you think our Lyuba
could be a lesbian?

What?

Oh my God! I'm sorry.

Andrei... God, what did I say! It's
all those papers and magazines.

Kleptomaniac.

I'm sorry, I meant: Kleptomaniac.
Maybe it's the nervous strain?

With all the bad luck in her
private life. Because

she is not in need of money.
Can it be her nerves?

I don't know, Anna Sergeevna.

Andrei, what if I do have
sclerosis?

An old woman with sclerosis,
losing her mind!

I don't think so. You are

plain absent-minded, like a lot
of people. It's not old age.

And you are overly trusting.

Me - overly trusting?

Just so that you know -
I don't trust anyone.

You included.

That makes sense.

Do you think she will come
again?

Of course she will.
I'll talk to her.

Cries of unborn babies tear
my heart apart.

Why am I playing black?
I should be playing white.

Cries of unborn babies tear
my heart to pieces,

doesn't let me sleep at night,
and calls for revenge.

You know what's the most dangerous
job in the world?

A gynecologist in America.

They often get killed by extremists
who are against abortions.

And what is
the poor doctors' fault?

You can make an abortion with
a knitting needle.

It would be far more logical
to kill

those that come to have
the abortion.

I decided to launch a new movement.

- Lina, stop it.
- I took the money

to promote that cause,
in case I get caught.

I am an avenger. I could do
that just for the money -

in the higher providential sense
of the word.

I told you: The Hand of God.

That's it. I said:
The woman is mine.

You're wrong.
She belongs to both of us.

By the way,

how many abortions
did your wife have?

I don't know. I don't remember.
She had none.

That's why she dumped you.

Because you don't know
anything.

She didn't dump me. We split,
and then divorced.

And now you have no place
to live. You're homeless.

Boor!

Could you just help me instead
of getting on my nerves?

Just help me?

And who do you think wrote this?

I spent a whole day.
And I got you an envelope.

Is that not helping?

Without you everything seems dull
and boring - all these concerts,

parties, picnics,
French landscapes.

Often, when I see or hear
something interesting,

I catch myself at
the thought that I want

to exchange glances with you,
as if you were somewhere near.

We have a new acquaintance -
he's one of the emigrants.

Kirill, a funny fellow.

He made advances at me.
But you should see

how ridiculous he is in that role.

But I am grateful to him anyway,
for bringing in some joy.

That's all I can say for now.
I miss you and await your letters.

By that letter, even by
the handwriting, you can tell,

she is a very nice,
kind and decent girl.

That's true.

I didn't want to frighten you...

But I am a bit worried by this -
what's his name? - Kirill.

It is a very dangerous type of
admirers.

They seem so ridiculous,
and everyone laughs at them.

But then a day comes when
the woman suddenly realizes she'd

gotten so used to him, she can't
live a day without him.

And she starts to look at him
with different eyes.

And then - it's finished!
I hope that is not the case,

and most likely it isn't.

But you should bare that in mind.

- What can I do?
- Remind her of yourself.

Write more often,
once in every 2 days.

And what is there to write about?

Went here and there,
wasted time on trifle matters.

Write about that.
Lyuba, quiet, will you!

Write about where you went
and what you've been doing.

Write about me and Lyuba.

Or about Mikki.
Send her our best regards.

Don't let the situation
get out of hand.

I know from my own experience.
Right, Lyuba?

Yes.
Regards to Claire from Lyuba.

Regards to Claire from Lyuba.

Andrei, there should be cups
somewhere there.

Vadim decided to title it...

Or is it the sub-heading?

'Confession of the Son
of the Century'.

'Confession of the Son of
the Century'?

It's a temporary name. However
it does reflect the essence.

I want to throw it in their faces -
of all those loathsome pigs,

so that they couldn't deny it.

Everything I had to endure...

In a few months
we will be able to read that?

No. With the money that were
graciously given to me by Lyuba,

first I will invest it,
and when I make enough profit,

I'll start publishing.

I'm not going for a circulation
of a few thousand copies.

I need 100-150 thousand!
5-6 thousand would

be a drop in the ocean.

I need 100-150 thousand!

So that no one can ignore it,
or pretend not to notice it.

I see. Are you leaving on that
same day?

No. Yes. In the morning, before
we go to register the marriage,

we'll drop our things off at the
left luggage room.

Our train is at 2 p.m.

- I'll bring the dessert.
- I'll help you.

No need for that.

- Stop picking on him.
- I'm just curious.

Don't be. I know what you and
Anna Sergeevna think about me.

We don't think anything. We are
simply worried about you.

How does Vadim plan to
invest your money?

He says one needs to find one's
own niche.

Oil and gas - that market already
has its owners.

Of course, you can get your
little share from that tap.

But he wants to find something
original.

A place where there's no
competition yet.

For instance, one man we know
started breeding ostriches.

And he's alone in this market.

See the future prospects!
Brilliant, isn't it?

By the way, what is his
surname? Vadim's.

- Mikhailov.
- Where is he staying at?

Hotel 'Victoria'. I inquired.

All right, let's go.

No photos!

I said, no photos!

For you to remember.

All they think about
is stripping us.

Vadim, one second.

Anna Sergeevna, the keys are here.

I left instructions on
when to water the flowers.

- Darling, I'm coming.
- Lyuba.

A telephone bill will come.

It's time to go.

I'll return the money
for the bill later.

The car's waiting.

I'll come back in a month,
maybe sooner.

Be happy! All the best!

To remember!

I almost forgot,

I packed your slippers. They're in
the suitcase.

- I'm fine. - Don't be
embarrassed. Put them on.

I will - eventually.

You want some juice? You thirsty?
I packed some juice.

I don't want to drink.

I want to smoke.

There'll be a station soon.

I used to smoke, but I quit.
You don't want to quit?

I will. Eventually.

I'll close the door, and you
can smoke in here.

I got something for you!

I got something!

I got you a present!

Here.

Hello, Lyuba.

- No, it's a lighter.
- A lighter?

You press here.

Lyuba, thank you
for everything.

For being so considerate.

Considerate? I thought I was
�the divine mistress of your heart'.

One doesn't

contradict the other.

Station.

Buy a doggie!

Buy a tiger!

Look how cute he is!

- Did you ever have a teddy bear?
- No.

Look, a doggie.

A hippopotamus!
I want a hippopotamus!

- A hippopotamus? All right.
- I want it.

Here. There's money in the bag.
Hurry up.

Be careful.

And buy some water too.

Hurry! Be careful!

My god, you're so helter-skelter!

What ways, what tastes!

- Here's to our Lyuba.
- To Lyuba.

I don't trust these marriage ads.

They give me this unpleasant
feeling, it's disgusting really.

In the old days they used to
have matchmakers.

They had their clientele, they
bore the responsibility.

And these ads -

they're more fit for our
four-legged brothers.

A cute little she-cat will meet
a handsome tomcat.

Right, Mikki? Would you like
to meet a pretty she-cat?

Anna Sergeevna, it's getting
late. I'd better go.

Yes. I feel sleepy myself.

It was a tiring day.

Don't you forget me.

Especially now that I'm left
all alone. Come visit me often.

- I will.
- As if I didn't know that.

He ran away.

Anna Sergeevna, he dumped me.

The cheat.

The cheat.

Lyuba, darling.

- Don't be upset.
- Please don't.

Do you have any vodka?
I think I caught a cold.

Would you care to explain
what this is all about?

I meet my mother, and she hands me
a pile of letters addressed to me.

I rush to answer your call.

I am a writer and a journalist.

My soul is tired of everyday
turmoil, we have to meet.

I placed a seductive
ad in a newspaper,

and sent them a letter with
your photo. He swallowed the bait.

There is
an incurable illness - greed.

Just meet with him, and
leave the rest to me.

After all, he
double-crossed me too.

This agitates me. Listen to this:

An emancipated blonde with
an impressive bust,

who runs a restaurant, will
meet with a man,

who knows how to handle
an expensive car.

Will answer a letter
with a photo attached.

What do you say?
Shall we unmask them?

You want that?

Does it ever happen to you that
you take a random position,

and suddenly you know you
want to stay like that,

and it feels so good that you want
to stay like that forever?

All right, you don't find
that convincing.

Remember this famous line:
'Individualism without freedom'?

It's said about the Byzantine
Empire, but

there were 'God's fools' even then.
And you can't deny them freedom.

This line is convincing

with its laconic beauty
and beautiful laconic brevity.

You can put this phrase in front
of an imaginary mirror

and read it backwards:
'Freedom without individualism'.

Please, don't interrupt me now.

Say, in America you can't
drink your beer in the street.

But a man can hide the bottle
in a paper bag,

and no one can tell
what he's drinking.

He could be drinking whiskey -
then he's an alcoholic.

But maybe he's just drinking
his beer because he�s thirsty.

And maybe they were thinking

about this man. Because
it's his private life.

On the other hand, it could be
plain hypocrisy.

Individualism without freedom -
that is total hypocrisy.

Which can not be said

about freedom without
individualism.

Pushkin: There's no happiness.
Only peace and freedom.

Which is absurd, because
one denies the other.

But it only seems that way.

There is a 3rd state:
Peaceful freedom. The merging

point where individualism and
freedom come to a balance.

Yes.

Go on, it's very interesting.

The American film director
Woody Allan wrote a story:

A banker fell into a trance and
stole diamonds from his own safe.

He called the police and said
it had to be an employee,

because no one else had access
to the safe. Funny!

It was a comedy. Cool, isn't it?

People have many mentality
problems. As a result:

Destabilization, claustrophobia,
turbulency. Let's go.

- Where to?
- To jail. Or to Vadim.

- We did it.
- Is this where he lives?

- Go.
- Works and sleeps.

Go ahead, bastard.

Go on.

- Oh no, you don't!
- Bloody 'writers'!

- Serpent!
- I'll destroy you!

He robbed the poor woman!

He has no place to live.

I can't walk that fast.

Wait, I can't keep pace.

We've come on behalf of all
those cheated!

Idiot!

Such dirty doing!

- I am sorry.
- Here we are, we're family.

Of all the arts the most important
is Cinema.

It�s an old maxim.

I'll be damned if I ever marry!
Stupid broads!

I'm sorry.

What a hopeless idiot.

The piano is out of tune!

I said: The piano is out of tune!

I don't get it. What is this?

- The piano is out of tune.
- Stupid broads!

Leave the piano alone,
and beat it!

- Not until I get Lyuba's money.
- What money?

- The money you stole!
- What do you care?

She's like a sister to me.

Well, she's a wife to me.
Want to see the marriage certificate?

We were on this train together,

and we got into a fight,
and I left.

Of all the arts the most important
is Cinema.

It�s an old maxim... by Lenin.

Return the money before it
gets worse.

I wonder how.

You know what's bugging you
now? You don't want to lose face

in the eyes of your lady-friend.

But it's not gonna work that way.

Get out of here!

I want everyone to get down
on the floor.

- Where did you get that?
- You heard what I said!

That goes for you too. Everyone
get down on the floor!

Didn't you hear me? Get down!

Now!

I've been itching to kill
somebody for a long time! He knows!

Great.

Please, Lina!

Please.

Don't be stubborn!

I'll bring you more, you'll see!

I don't want more!

Think well. You must agree,
you're just acting stubborn now.

It is my money!
I got it!

Of course it's your money.

But if you give it to me now,

I'll have a better chance of
bringing you more.

Maybe I don't need more!

Maybe I like these banknotes
better! They're mine!

Maybe I want to spend
my own banknotes!

Please, Lina!

Here's what we should do.

You take that money to Korolev,

get other banknotes from him,
and ask him not to spend these.

Then when you will get
new money,

we'll exchange it for our own.

Please.

No.

Can you give me a small sum? He could
squander some, couldn't he?

Only just a little.

Here!

I've scanned this page for you.

What now?

Central bank, we have to change
the phone number.

There, Central bank.

We�ll change the real
phone number to...

Change it to: 295-586.

The paper has to be exactly like
the one in telephone book.

- All right?
- Money first.

- What's all this about?
- Just a prank.

See, you're lucky.

Same color, same shade.

- Who's number is this?
- Paid restroom stalls.

Here's a lottery table. Need
to change a few numbers here too.

Work on it, Leonardo da Vinci!

- Excuse me, is this the ladies'
room? - It's the men's room.

Is this the ladies' room, please?

- Is this the ladies' room?
- It�s the men's room!

- Then why are you going in?
- Don't worry, she's my colleague!

Darling, you want to take
a leak, or just visiting?

- I heard you got married?
- You can say that.

Can I call someone from here?

Or rather, someone will call me
at your number.

- Here?
- I'm covering up tracks.

- I don't even know my phone number.
- I do.

Look at her!
That's just like you!

You knew my number all along
and you�ve never called me once!

Have you seen Tanya?
There she is!

Tanya!

How do you like the dress?

Tanya!

- What is it here, a night club?
- Right. Called 'Tanya'.

Is it the men's room?

You got married?
That's what I heard.

- Well...
- What does he do?

A lot of things.

- Me too.
- You do his things or he does yours?

I can't talk when he's listening.

I bumped into your ex the
other day. You know, the Jew?

He�s so cute! He gave me
a lift in his car.

You should have seen his
sad eyes.

He kept asking about you.
Wanted to know everything.

He thinks you are with the
one who was before him.

And I am with the one
who is after him.

He said you told him

that your relationship has not
been exhausted.

Don't know, maybe there are still
some resources left, maybe not.

- I don't know. - Honestly,
should I buy this dress?

Definitely not. It's ugly.
Who the hell made it?

Hello, Anna Sergeevna!

I'll come by
and explain everything.

Is Lyuba there? Wait for me.

I'll try to get there
as soon as possible.

Great!

Can you try the high notes?

Charming.

My dog even eats nuts. Remember
Chekhov's 'The Cherry Orchard'?

Of course I do!

The doorbell!

Someone's coming!
A guest!

Hello, Anna Sergeevna!

You missed your bus.
We're leaving. You're late.

Something came up.

What's with your voice again?

Last night I took in too much
beer. Couldn't resist it.

You have to be careful. Your
voice belongs to the public.

Beware of a guest standing.

What's gotten into you?
Kissing everyone's hands?

- I almost kissed Leonid
Petrovich's hand. - You did!

Come right in, darling.

Guests first.

We had so much fun today!

Lyuba, he's acting strange.
What happened?

There is a reason. Today may be
the happiest day of my life.

Really? Tell us all about it,
don't let us lose patience.

Please sit down.

But first...

Lyuba, here's your 2 thousand.
Almost 2 thousand.

He squandered a little.

Don't ask me where I got it.
I'll tell you some day.

My advice: Don't go
to the police.

It's useless,
you won't prove anything.

Don't drag me into this. Forget
about the bastard, erase him.

You don't need him to get
a divorce. And be careful.

Andrei! You are wonderful!

- Thank you.
- You're welcome, Lyuba.

It's all right.

- It's all right.
- Calm down.

You need to be happy.

You said: 'first...'.
Is there anything else?

Do you have anything else
to tell us?

Indeed. And you won't
believe it!

Today's the day of big surprises.
I'd say, HUGE surprises!

I don't know where to begin.

Remember, you gave me this
sedative? Can I get it now?

- Lyuba, go get it.
- I'll be right back.

I'm too nervous and agitated,
I need to calm down a little.

What makes you so happy?
Tell us what happened.

It's not about me. It's you
I feel happy for.

I'm happy that at last I have
an opportunity to

repay you for your hospitality,
for the warmth,

for all the good I saw
in your house.

Maybe I'll get my commission
of 7 thousand too.

What are you talking about,
Andrei? I don't understand.

What 7 thousand?

There's an expression:

Darkness thickens before dawn.

It is exactly my case.

Anna Sergeevna, if you only knew
how awful I felt last night.

I got a letter from France,

and I was so overwhelmed with
anguish when I read it.

She writes that she misses me,

and wants to see me.

It's her birthday soon,
but that doesn't make

her happy because I'm not there.
But what can I do without money?

You know,
I am a very religious person.

But this night something turned
in me.

In the morning I went to church
and said a prayer.

But my soul was still heavy.

After I left the church

I wandered around the city,
to clear my thoughts.

And then a miracle happened.

But before I go on, I have to
ask you something.

I'm not asking you a favour. I'm
making you a business offer.

Would you agree to lend me,
for an indefinite time,

7 thousand dollars.
On one condition:

That I show you a possibility
to get

100 thousand dollars?

Andrei, today's not
April Fools Day.

I wasn't joking. 100 thousand
dollars, tomorrow.

You frighten me. You're not
drunk, by chance?

I didn't have anything to drink
except your medicine.

Then I lost you completely.

As you know, I never get
involved in shady dealings.

I don't trade in oil and drugs.

I don't get it. How would I get
100 thousand?

You frighten me.

Do I look like a swindler,

who would offer you
a tricky deal?

You should
go to a bank tomorrow,

take the money and deposit it
on your account.

I don't get it still.

Anna Sergeevna, dear,
let's listen to Andrei.

Listening won't hurt. And then
you do as you think proper.

All right, but it is still strange.

Let him go on.
Go on.

Give me your honest word that
if what I'm telling you

proves to be true, - you
won't fool me,

and you will give me my 7 thousand?

- Well, if what he's saying is...
- Very well.

If that appears to be the truth,
I promise.

But I still don't see where I
would get so much money.

I got around 3 thousand.
These earrings must be

worth about 2 thousand.
That's all I got.

Andrei, take it.

Take it, Anna Sergeevna will
give it back to me later.

Yes, Anna Sergeevna?

Of course I will, Lyuba.
If that proves to be the truth.

- Don't talk nonsense.
- It's a deal.

So as I said,
I was wandering around the city

and found myself near
the Central Bank.

And I just walked in.

I remembered there was
a drawing yesterday, and they

post the winning numbers there before
they get printed in the newspapers.

To make the long story short...
Dear Anna Sergeevna,

I offer my congratulations.

Your ticket: Series 13771,
number 22.

It won exactly the sum
I quoted earlier.

Let's see. Mikki!

Here's a xerox I made for you.
See for yourself.

The ticket...

To disperse all doubts, call
the bank and ask them yourself.

Where's the telephone book?
Should be in the hall.

It's a small fortune!

Today's Sunday. But there
should be someone there.

My head is spinning. There.

The phone number of your bank.

Go ahead, call them.

I will, I will.

Wait for me, I'll call them.

29-55...

86.

Get it.

- Central bank. May I help you?
- Quiet!

Is this Central Bank?

Who am I talking to?

I'm calling about the lottery
prize.

I'm not a bank employees.
We're just cleaning the premises.

- Today's Sunday and the bank�s closed.
- Try to be polite.

Is it something urgent?

I don't know.
There's one employee here.

An accountant or a manager.

- Elena. Patronimic?
- Alexandrovna.

Elena Alexandrovna.

Call back in a minute.

Call this number. I'll tell her, and
she'll get it in her office.

You're welcome, good bye.

All right, I'll call back
in a few minutes.

Great performance.

Good work.

They told me to call back
in a couple of minutes.

All right.

Hello.

Yes, this is Central Bank.

Yes, it's me.

Are you an accountant?
Elena Alexandrovna? Good day.

You see, I have a lottery ticket,

and I gave it to a friend
of mine.

Today she happened to walk
into your bank

and she saw the table
of the winning numbers.

She said she saw that
the ticket won.

My number won a big amount
of money.

I'm sorry, I am very nervous.
But she's not quite sure

she remembered the number
correctly, you see.

Only the first few digits.

So I wanted to check with you.

I can read the whole number
to you.

13-77...

4.

That's right, there was a drawing
yesterday.

What do you need that for?
Why make yourself suffer?

I'm just curious to know,

where she made a mistake.

Can you tell me
which number won?

13-77-1?

Thank you!

Don't be sore.

It's always painful when someone
wins, but not you.

And take my advice: Never ever

tell anyone the numbers of your
lottery tickets.

Not even the closest friends.

Don't tempt them.

All right, good-bye
and good luck.

All the best.

We won!

I didn't doubt that.

There was a very polite woman
there.

I told her a little lie.
I named a wrong number.

And she told me exactly mine.

Tomorrow at 10 we go
to the bank,

I get my money, and I give you
your 7 thousand as agreed.

But... we made a deal.

I need the money today. It's
today or never.

So that I get my passport and
board a plane tomorrow.

To be there in time
for her birthday.

Otherwise, the money

will be useless for me.

I can't insist. But you promised.

But Andr...

I don't know really.

All right, forget it.

Andrei!
Won't my money be enough?

No, I calculated everything.
The air fare, the stay...

No, Lyuba, thank you.

Well, you must forgive me,

I'm so overwhelmed today.

With everything that's happened...

Since I promised -
there's your money. Take it.

And a present for your girl,
on her birthday.

- You happy now?
- Thank you.

I knew you'd keep your word.
Can I tell

my friend to make the travel
arrangements?

Why, of course. The phone...

Where's the phone?
Oh yes, it's in the bathroom.

Lyuba!

Mikki! We won, Mikki!

How unbelievably strange.

Such big money - all of a sudden.

I need to calm down.

I'm so happy!

Is the old cow happy?

Everything's fine.

I'll buy it.

I'm happy for her.

Bring me something sweet,

some candies or a cake.

All right. See you soon.

Andrei, is everything all right?

When will we see you again?

I understand, you won't be
in a hurry to come back.

But please let us know if you
decide to stay there longer.

By all means.

- Thank you.
- And thank you too.

Well, let's sit down for
the road.

- Who wrote that?
- Silvestrov.

I thought it was you.

BANK

No dogs allowed.

I'm coming.

- Lyuba!
- I'm here.

The entrance used to be here.

I'm here, don't worry.

- No dogs allowed here.
- What shall we do?

Lock him in the car.

Lyuba, remember what I told
you about the bass school?

No, I'm keeping all the money!

Can't find a worthy follower.

Coming, coming!

Hurry up!

- You forgot the bag.
- For the money?

There's a man with us to help carry it.

We'll put it in the trunk.

- Mikki must be crying.
- It's all right.

- Good day.
- Your tea.

Where do I go about the prize?

- What prize?
- The lottery prize, of course.

It may be a bit out of
the ordinary. Where can I get it?

- What?
- The money.

The money that I won.

- When? - Yesterday. Don't you
know about the drawing?

- Where?
- Here, at your bank.

When?

I just told you: There was
a drawing.

By the way,
where do you post the winning numbers?

- What numbers?
- Maybe Andrei was wrong?

Don't you see, he doesn't
know a thing. Must be a new recruit.

Why hire kids! Lyuba, I don't
know what to do.

- Calm down.
- Tell me...

- I don't know!
- Oh my God!

Everything's closed.

Can anyone help me?

- Perhaps you know?..
- I don't!

There's a man.

Here, this is a photocopy of your
lottery table and my ticket.

I'm sorry, this is some kind
of misunderstanding.

We haven�t had a drawing
recently.

What do you mean, you haven�t had
a drawing?! What's this then?

- I don't know what this is.
- It�s your drawing!

- Where did you get this?
- Andrei brought it.

- What Andrei?
- The piano tuner.

Anna Sergeevna!
We need to go to the police.

What has the police got to do with this?

Would you please call

your accountant
Elena Alexandrovna.

I don't know anyone by
that name.

Does anyone know anything
in this bank?

I spoke with her on the phone
last night.

I'm sorry, this must be a mistake.

The bank was closed yesterday.

Lyuba is right, we need to go to the
police. And the sooner the better.

Bloody madhouse.
I don't understand anything.

- I'm going to the car.
- Madhouse!

Lyuba, I'm starting
the car.

Tell me, did you have a drawing?

Anna Sergeevna.

I don't understand. How do you
like that? Strange.

Let's go. We will sort everything
out later.

Andrei said
there was a drawing.

He must have made some mistake.

It's a madhouse, Lyuba!
Bloody madhouse.

He had a long nose.

Did he? I think he had a normal
nose.

He had a long aquiline nose.

Aquiline?

I remember his profile clearly,

especially when he sat at the
piano. His nose wasn't aquiline.

You didn't pay attention. I did.

And his lips were

plump and flabby - the kind
I hate.

Weren't they thin?

Listen. I'm very good with faces.

By the way, he had a round-shaped
face, rather than thin.

And he had thin eye-brows.

We'll be late for
the marriage registry office.

You see, I have clients.

You getting married?
Congratulations.

No, I'm the best man.

Go on, please.

- Go on, please.
- I will.

His face was round, rather
than narrow.

And he had thin eyebrows.

My God, Anna Sergeevna. Round
face? What are you talking about?

If you know better,
tell them yourself.

You got me a little confused
there, ladies.

Are you talking about
the same person?

Go on, please.

Are you talking about
the same person, God dammit?

Go on, please.

Anna Sergeevna, go on.

Round face, aquiline nose.
Who were you talking about?

- You know, you tell them.
- Yes. And I will.

Anna Sergeevna, keep quiet,
you don't remember anything.

I told you, you're senile.

- I'm keeping quiet.
- Good for you.

Go on, please. I'm all ears.

Now. He had a straight nose.

The face was not round-shaped.
What else did you say?

Lyuba.

It is all my fault.

Why did I ask him

to copy the bloody numbers!

I'll never forgive myself.

You can't subject a man
to such a temptation!

What was he supposed to do?
Poor boy, an orphan,

running around giving lessons -
just to make ends meet.

He could make a good musician.

It's the same as to put money
on the sidewalk, and expect

no one to take it. And whoever
does - is a thief.

It is immoral and unjust to people.

Just think, he masterminded
the whole combination!

Exactly.

He had a brilliant plan. Someone
else could have simply robbed us.

I'll never forgive myself.

People... People are weak.

We have our expectations.

But they are weak.
Poor defenceless creatures.

He was such a good boy.

It was all my fault.
I won't forgive myself ever.

It was all my fault.
He was such a good boy.

A good boy, Anna Sergeevna.

And what amazing touch!

His hands didn't hit the keys,
they drowned in them.

It happened to me once. I dropped
a banknote.

It fell on the ground. I bent
and started groping about for it.

All of a sudden I hear footsteps.
A passer-by.

I say to him: Please, would you
kindly help me pick up my money.

And he says to me
in a pleasant voice:

I'll sure pick it up, only
I won't give it back to you.

I ask him: Why?

And he answers: Because right
now I need it more than you do.

- Mikki, what?
- It's my bench.

I always sit here.

Producer - Sergei Chliyants

Script - Sergei Chetvertakov

Also Evgenyi Golubenko
and Kira Muratova

Free interpretation of
stories by Arkady Koshko

Director - Kira Muratova

D.O.P. - Gennadyi Karyuk

Production designer
Yevgenyi Golubenko

Music - Valentin Silvestrov

Song in a streetcar - written and
performed by Natalia Demitrova

Music consultant and pianist
Felix Lyubarsky

Editor - Tamara Denisova
Sound director - Efim Turetsky

Starring: Georgy Deliev
Alla Demidova

Renata Litvinova
Nina Ruslanova

Cast: Sergei Bekhterev
Natalia Buzko

Jean Daniel
Uta Kilter, Vladimir Komarov

Leonid Pavlovsky
Anatolyi Paduka, Irina Panova

Nikolai Sednev, Lila Stikhina
Yuri Shlykov