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One, two, three...

STROLLERS

- Hello, teacher. - Hi, Butko.

- Hello, teacher.

- So, Borgovich?

- What should it be?

- What!

- Hello, teacher.

- Hi.

- Shawnee!

- Hello, what did you want? - Your letter was returned.

"Recipient not found"

- But I wrote home.

Mother.

- He doesn't even know the addresses.

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon. - Did they bring coal?

- They didn't bring it again. - They didn't bring it again...

What are you doing, son? Come on.

- Good afternoon.

- Good afternoon. - Hello. - They moved out 3 weeks ago.

- Thank you.

- Someone is there. The light was even on in the morning.

- Good afternoon.

Shoney!

Come on, come out.

- Can't even take a peaceful dump anymore?

- Don't be smart. Get dressed and let's go.

Come on, move it.

Come out, come on, come on, come on!

- I'll bring the stuff in a minute.

This was my room.

Don't be foolish!

Does it hurt a lot?

- It doesn't matter anymore.

- You're always stirring something up, but what's the point? You know I see right through you!

I know you better than your mother. Although I see you more often than she does.

- Don't touch my mother. You don't even know her.

- She did not even leave her new address.

- So there were reasons for that. If you knew her, you wouldn't talk about her like this.

- It's time for you to get smarter.

Trust me, it would be better for everyone, including your mother.

- Let's talk about your father instead. - Alright, go ahead.

- I don't even know him.

- What if you did?

- Then I would kill him!

And you would at least buy yourself a new car. This one jerks like an epileptic.

The whole school is laughing at you. - Let them laugh.

Let's change the subject, let's eat something hot.

This is Grey Wolf.

- Hello, hello. - Hello.

- How are you?

- Can you give us something hot? - I will do it now.

- What did you cook? - Nothing, just food for the child.

You didn't say you were coming.

- This is my student. - Hello. - Hello. - I will be fine with just bread and butter.

- Okay, I'll do it now. - I will hold her for now. How are you, my princess?

Come on, change her clothes, I think there is something there.

- No, no, he will drop her.

- No, he won't drop her, calm down. - I'll change her clothes myself.

- Don't worry, he can do it. Our teacher has four children, they are always so dirty.

Whoever changes their clothes will get a good grade. Really?

- I'll put it here. - Thank you.

- What?

What's wrong?

- Let me go.

Let me go, leave me alone!

- Well, come to me, come...

- I'm tired of making children!

- Is it really a tragedy? - I don't want any more children.

We shouldn't be here long ago. - Where?

- Anywhere but here. - OK, we will leave later, come to me...

- No, no, no!

Leave me alone, leave me!

- Goodbye.

Teacher, are we leaving already?

- Yes, such a day today.

Luck either comes into your hands itself, or slips away. Let's go.

- It always slipped away from my father.

- Let's go. - And I clearly took after him.

Guys, Klyuv brought Shonia.

- Hello. - Hi.

- Join us? - Yes.

Let's pass. Do you want to play?

- Well, if I can... - Fool...

- Then don't be insolent for 2 weeks and no disobedience.

And no sneaking off to toilet at night and all that. Got it? - Uh-huh.

- Who will you play for?

- Against you.

- Are you kidding? Come on, Budko, chase him away.

- Teacher, it won't start. - Switch to second gear. Go push him.

Come on, come on, stop fooling around.

Block it!

Let's do a draw.

Younger ones with me, stand around.

Next time you will be undressing.

Come on, Chobo, kick it out.

G-o-o-oal!

Follow me, follow me, don't crowd.

- Pass it! Come on, Chobi!

Get out of the way.

Op opa!

Spread out!

G-o-oal!

- That's it! Penalty kick. - That's not fair!

- Penalty kick. - That's not fair!

- Corner! - The referee's decision is a penalty kick.

The referee's decision is a penalty kick.

- Go-o-oal! - Dinner! Guys!

There is still gunpowder in the powder flasks.

Clumsy - idiot, missed again!

- I passed it to him okay, should have been stronger.

- You're back, orphan?

- Better give it to your pigs. - Take it, I saved it for you.

- I don't want it, my mother fed me for 3 days.

You know, all mothers, they feed like for slaughter.

- Wait, let me pass. - Well, they escaped and escaped...

Why create such a fuss? And if they don't come back - let them not come back, it's worse for them.

Moreover, there are only a couple of days left.

- You said the same thing last year.

- Because you talked me out of it. - That was the year before last when you talked me out of it.

- Now this is a final decision.

I already have a truck waiting for the final call.

- Where should we go?

- Even to hell!

I can't stand to see them anymore!

- But I love these children!

- But they don't love you.

Otherwise, why would they skip music lessons?

- Hey!

You are always talking some nonsense.

Be happy that you will get rid of them.

It is unknown who will replace them.

I'm used to it already.

- They definitely won't be worse than them!

I'm going to look.

*Screw the nasty Beak*

Excuse me. Hello.

- You'll give me a heart attack!

Don't tell anyone that I have a piano stool. - Okay. - The music teacher was looking for it.

But believe me, here he is in good hands. - Why do you need him?

- To spin.

Since they forbid me to

drink, I come here and spin.

You know, it's very useful to have a little dizziness before going to bed.

Stop making noise!

And what about you?

Well, what? - I'm fine, teacher, I'm fine.

- Quickly go to sleep! You too.

Cover yourself!

Whose are these?

When did you wash your feet?

- Feet?

- Don't suffocate!

Come on, be quiet!

Let's open the brackets, three times X equals three X, three minus three equals minus nine.

Second equation: opening brackets, four times X

equals four X, four times minus one equals minus four.

Copy the rest.

Minus four falls out.

- What does it do? - It falls out.

- The baby falls out of the stork's beak, but in math we simplify!

- Five x equals...

Seven x minus nine, move the x's.

Minus two x equals minus nine.

Mr. Director, what if both parts multiply by minus one?

- Very well, let's do it.

- To get rid of all these minuses.

X equals...

I'm sorry, Mr.

Director. In the end, I always get confused. - No, no, it's incredible..

.

Arpiko, son, please, write down the result for us. No, no, no, no, no!

You... You're doing this to spite me?! Out of spite to me?! Do you want my death or something?!

I'll show you! I'll turn everything upside down, but I'll make you a mathematician anyway!

Hello.

- Hello. There in the corner, a bunch of empty bottles, go

collect them and take them to the glass container collection point.

- What should I put them in? - There was some kind of net somewhere.

There it is.

And collect from top and bottom.

Zoltan ...

You dreamed about me.

Count to ten and follow me.

- Six, eight, ten.

I said count to ten.

- I skipped one.

Zoltan!

- Yes-yes! - Come to me.

Shoot.

- Guys, what's going on there? - Arguing with the Russian teacher. - Seriously!

- So guys, bring the money, those who haven't paid. - I paid! - Me too!

Let's go.

- Have you paid already? - No.

- Then cough it up.

- I'm not going to pay.

- Then look at the wall, bald pussy!

That's enough, call it off.

Take cover.

Where is Zoliko?

- I don't know, he was just here. Is that true, guys? - Yeah.

OK. Gathered: Lutko, Sabolch, Tomash. Let's follow me once or twice. Chobi.

Search the entire house, got it? The whole thing, from basement to attic. Quick!

Hello.

Teacher,

There is no key to the attic.

- Let's go.

What's the matter?

What happened? - Come with me!

Butko, watch the little ones. Stay here.

What happened, what's going on?

Step aside!

Stop shouting!

I never succeed at anything...

- Call an ambulance, Zoli.

- It's impossible to live. - How is it impossible to live, Zoliko?

- With a bald pussy.

Kelchei said, "Love your motherland.

" - Look, a bird! - Look!

Teacher, teacher, a

bird flew in! Over there!

- Let's go out, let's not disturb the poor thing.

Just quietly.

Let's go, let's go!

Don't like it, darling?

You too? - Aunt Ilonka...

- It's alright, my piglets would love it.

Guys, look over there.

Hey!

- Well, how are you? - Badly.

- And what's the matter?

- Terrible lunch, terrible dinner, and life too.

- Everything is so bad? Well, I'm glad you're grumbling.

So, still alive.

I wouldn't have bathed for a week after that...

And in her choir, I would even become a soloist.

Look. She almost fucked Kljove at night.

And now she's pretending...

A complete deception.

- What is this? This is not ours! - I have changed.

- Well, then go and change me back. Quickly!

Put it on. And what's wrong with your own things?

Let's go. Move it!

Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

I really don't understand you. In a couple of weeks, the school year will end, and we will be able to discuss everything calmly.

- My son will not stay here for another minute!

- But please, we have done everything in our power.

- I wouldn't even trust you with a dog!

Not to mention a child!

So that you all just go to hell!

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon. - You are doing the right thing by taking him.

If only I had the courage to leave here.

Goodbye.

- So long! - So long!

Goodbye.

- Hello. I am looking for Arpi. - Arpiko, it's for you!

- Who is it?!

- Hi. - Hello teacher, you are just in time.

Come in, there's a draft.

Dad, this is our geography teacher.

- The principal is always asking about you.

- So, it's you?

Well, come in, Mr.

Teacher. Niagara, Congo, Yangtze. All abroad!

As if our Danube is no longer a river.

What are you filling the child's head with!

Smell this, teacher!

Well, how is it? - Very good.

- By the way, I'm Borgovich Beyla. - Very nice.

- Glad to meet you personally.

Emotional breakdown with severe physical injuries.

Cloak, Arpi.

- Leave him alone. Borgovich. - Very nice.

- My wife.

Borgovich. Hello.

Please. Come in.

Thank you. Come in, Mr.

. My son's teacher.

Good evening. Borgovich.

Greetings. Borgovich.

Very glad. Borgovich.

Good evening.

Please have a seat, Mr. Teacher.

Borgovich. Greetings.

Hello. Borgovich.

Good evening. Borgovich.

Borgovich. Greetings.

Borgovich.

Very glad. Borgovich.

Borgovich.

Greetings. Borgovich.

Borgovich.

- Thank you very much. - Do you like lamb stew, Mr. Teacher?

- Thank you, I'll try. - Have a drink, Mr.

Teacher.

- Thank you, I can't, I'm driving. - Just a sip.

- Just a little bit.

- Just a sip.

- Okay, to the health of the birthday boy. Father goes to prison tomorrow morning.

He wanted the whole family to gather for a farewell dinner.

- We won't let you leave without eating or drinking.

And you learn to become a decent person.

I, myself, hoped for the school of life.

- I got into such trouble.

- And all because of educated people...

I, like a fool, trusted them.

And they had enough wit to blame all their villainy on me.

Mr.

Teacher, please keep an eye on this prankster. He has exactly the same character as me!

- Alright, I promise.

If I can help with anything else...

Okay, Mr.

Teacher.

One hundred thousand.

Please, Mr.

And when the money runs out, let them sell the TV... and the refrigerator.

- I've never had so much money in my life.

- Take care of both the child and the money.

Neither one nor the other belongs to you, remember that.

And I'm not leaving forever.

If there are any problems...

- Well, eat. - Bon appétit. - Bon appétit. Arpi, eat, you haven't eaten all day.

- Money don't burn a hole in your pocket? - No.

- But they are stolen. The police raided the apartment three times.

Mother even stopped believing in their existence.

- Why did your old man give me the cash?

- And who from our family can they be trusted? Love is one thing, trust is another.

Even I understand this, though I'm not the smartest.

- Only an idiot like me could get involved in such a mess.

- You're looking for trouble yourself.

- I can't wait for summer to come. - Me too.

I can't wait for this crappy school to finally end.

Mister teacher, come here! It's me!

What?

- Come on! - We agreed on no nighttime adventures!

- Teacher, they caught and took away our little ones.

- Who? - The police.

- Where are they? - At the police station.

- What happened to you?!

- I fell, Mr. teacher. - You fell, is that so? Where were you?!

- At the concert. - At the concert? And what were the snifflers doing there?

- They came after us, teacher.

- Well, let's go.

- Good evening, I am looking for the duty officer. - Good evening.

- Come here, please. - Thank you so much.

- Kid, what are you doing here? - Come on, don't be afraid.

Good evening. I came for the children.

- It's about time.

- That's right, it's high time they were in bed.

- Then what were they doing there, where we found them?

- They were with me, but in

the crowd I somehow lost them.

I am very grateful that you found them.

- Of course, grateful. - Good evening.

- They could have easily been trampled on there.

- Hello, Mr. Teacher.

- Hello, Mr.

Teacher. - Hello, get ready, let's go home. Mr. Teacher?

Who can I introduce you to, but not a teacher!

What were you doing at the concert in the middle of the night? Answer me, Mr.

- It was encouragement.

- And Kluyv is smart.

- And what did he deserve this for?

- He tells poems well. Won the school poetry competition.

- I can also compose myself. Do you want to listen?

- Well, go ahead. - This is about my family.

The poem is called "Treasure".

"Grandfather - all-forgiving

kindness, Grandmother -

all-loving sternness, Mom -

understanding best friend, Dad - lost treasure."

- What about your father?

- What, don't you understand? - Shut your mouth!

Time to go home, slackers.

What are you whining about? Thanks to you, they let us go.

- I blurted out my secret, and I slipped up.

- Do you want to be my brother?

- I already have a brother.

"A goat frog climbed onto a willow tree.

Onto the very highest branch.

And there it doesn't like it, and there it doesn't like it, it doesn't like it anywhere!" - Hush!

That was the last time I pulled you out of the crap!

"A goat frog climbed onto a willow tree.

Onto the very highest branch.

And there it doesn't like it, and there it doesn't like it, it doesn't like it anywhere!"

Zoli, Zoli listen.

We are cold.

- Go sit in the car.

"Love the Motherland."

Will you be happy,

If in the days of your manhood these words

You can understand and feel

As necessary. Love for the Motherland

is the cradle

Of the most worthy among our

passions." - Well, that's enough, son, stuttering.

Get out faster, guys.

Do not be afraid, do not be afraid!

Help!

- Not there! - Let's go!

- Oh, you scoundrel!

Thank you, Mr.

Director, you saved my life. Everyone here!

- Can I help with something? - No, thank you!

Dear God, basement! Hold on!

Save yourself!

Save yourself!

Save yourself!

- Good afternoon, Mr. teacher.

- Good afternoon. Colleague!

Colleague!

Zoltan!

Colleague!

Where the hell did she disappear?

Zoltan!

Look, you will set the forest on fire.

- You, teacher, are not relaxing at all.

- I'm looking for the Russian teacher. - I know.

- Where from?

- She woke me up. Was looking for you. - I'm afraid she got lost. Where did she go?

- What if I lie? I'll say she went there, but in fact she didn't go there.

- I'll smack you on the ass right now! - Fine. She went there.

Zoltan!

Zoltan!

- Hello, teacher! - Oh, you scared me...

I am looking for a geography teacher. We were together, and then he disappeared.

- He teaches me biology.

He was just here.

I was looking for you.

Colleague!

Colleague!

- Go find your classmates.

- I'd better not see them.

- Tell me, son: where did Mr. Teacher go?

- There.

- Go to your class!

Who is this?

- It's me.

- Have you seen my husband? - No.

Help. Ouch!

Excuse me, Mr.

Director. - Hello. - And where are the others?

- I'm looking for them too. Please.

- Let's go together.

Mr. Director!

Zoltan!

- Mister Director!

Mister Director!

- Mister Director! Where have you been?!

- Calm down.

- I was looking for you there.

- Let's go, let's take a walk.

- Let's go to the forest.

- Come on, Zoltan! - Let's go!

- Goal!

Congratulations.

- Well done! - Bravo, bravo!

- That's great... - Well, what do you say?

Very good. Especially good is teacher Klyuv. And now let's smile.

Give us a smile.

- Pour it there. - I don't have five hands!

- Wash more thoroughly.

- So, slaves? When will there be a rebellion?

- Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong. - Forget it.

- Stupid slaves. - Shut up!

- My respects, teacher. - Good afternoon.

- They didn't bring it again today. - They will bring it later.

- So what's going on with you?

- Hello, teacher.

- The key! The key! - Throw it!

- Mister teacher... - What?

- I will clean for two grades all year.

- Ah, you mercenary jackal! Catch him!

- Get out of here!

- Give it to me, daddy! - Hurry up, I don't want to stall the engine.

- Fine.

Mom!

This is my homeroom teacher.

- Take it, this... um... cake is for you. There is chocolate and candies there.

This is my mom.

- Hello. - I am very grateful to you.

And I'm glad to meet you.

- Oh well, last time it didn't work out.

- Go, Shoniko, I need to talk to the teacher.

Where can we talk?

- Here. - I would like to be alone.

Okay, let's go to the teacher's room.

- Good.

Dad, just a second!

Look, they are going to the library, and Klyuv has just the right taste!

I bet your mom wants to turn in textbooks.

- Butko, watch my box.

- Unfortunately, we cannot meet often. - Come in, please.

- Good.

- I moved in with a new partner. - Your son waited in the apartment for a few days, did not eat, did not drink...

You could have at least left an address. Come in.

- Thank you.

- I just haven't made a final decision yet.

I didn't know he would come. - Please have a seat.

- I sent him to school so that they could look after him. - Come here, please.

- And he returned five times in a year.

What are you doing with them here? Mr. Teacher?

I treat him badly.

None of his stepfathers loved him. And yet he keeps coming home.

It seems... But you are his mother after all!

And for a child, this is the most important thing in the world!

He lied to everyone, saying that you had spoiled him for three days, took him to the cinema and cafes.

- Well, he knows how to lie.

- This is Mr.

Director. - Shawn's mom.

- I kiss your hands.

- Good afternoon.

- In moments like these, I regret that I'm not a cool leader. Colleague..

. Coffee for the lady.

- Thank you very much. What a nice person!

Take care of him.

Maybe, if you visited him, he would calm down.

Or at least write him a letter from time to time.

Take care of the child, Mr. Teacher.

All hope is on you.

Maybe it's not obvious to me,

but his future is important to me.

So my boy isn't so bad after all?

- No, not at all.

Of course, I can't say that he has shown himself in something.

Except for football. He's really good at it.

Believe me, Mr. teacher, that I have a sensitive maternal heart.

Honest word.

I know.

I don't know what you thought.

- I didn't think anything like that.

It's time for me to go.

They are waiting for me.

- Goodbye. Mom, did Klyuv burden you too much?

- No, it's okay. - Who is the guy in the car?

- It doesn't matter.

- What did Kluev say? - Nothing!

- How nothing? You spent about 20 minutes in the teacher's room!

He offered me something. These guys always come up with their dirty fantasies.

And your teacher is just like everyone else.

Well, I'm going, otherwise this idiot will run out of gas. Bye, my boy.

Bye. Study well and don't let anyone offend you.

95, 96, 97,

98, 99, 100!

Playing?

No. I'm punished.

- I allow it.

- No need. - Well, go ahead!

- The entire sixth grade disappeared! What are these brats up to! Do they want to lock me up behind bars? - I'll look for them now.

Maybe they just scattered to other classes.

- And where are the rest? - I don't know.

They're gone.

Nowhere to be found. - Hello.

- Are they in the infirmary? - No, I was there.

Where could they be? - Only God knows!

At least the weather is good so they won't freeze. - You know what?

- Are we at least in something in first place? - In skipping classes and running away - that's where we are definitely unbeatable!

And I wonder, why? But you also don't know the answer...

At least somehow endure the remaining couple of weeks. And next year, I swear, everything will be different.

Unfortunately, the school year lasts from the first bell to the last.

Good afternoon.

Oh, dear teacher! You save my life!

If you bring the boy back to school. I better never gave birth to him! Instead of helping, he makes my life miserable!

Good afternoon. -Hello.

- He kicked me out of my own apartment.

Instead of working, he goes to school. Although he doesn't even go there.

If he weren't my own son, I would have turned him over to the police, they would have definitely raised him there! Come on, Mr.

Teacher, talk to him at least. Son!

We came to you.

My respect, teacher. Mother, bring beer. Only cold!

Oronka!

- Hello.

What about school? - You know it's not for me.

- No-no-no-no. - And mother drank, and father.

What else do you expect from me?... - Don't be clever.

- They probably made me an alcoholic too.

As far as I can remember, we've always been at odds.

- You know, teacher, I'm always cold.

It's good that there's someone to warm you up.

- A-ha-ha. Come on, get up.

Come in, mother.

- Please. - So, mother, are you improving?

- Will you have a sip with us, Mr. Teacher? - No, thank you.

And beer is liquid bread.

Well, we've already eaten up the edges.

What do you teach, Mr. Teacher?

- Geography, biology.

I have a vomiting reflex from studying.

Mr. Teacher, is it good to be smart?

Well, let's go, Berci.

- Enough already. - You're a beast, my husband will beat you all over the face!

Just like my husband.

Unpretentious.

- What do you want? - Hello. Do you recognize me?

Are you looking for my husband?

No. You.

- Then come in.

I have bad news for you,

they won't make you happy.

Bad news?

About Teacher Klyuv, about your husband.

What happened to him?

What about him? Speak! Tell me!

His car crashed into a truck. In a big ZIL.

- Did he die?... - Right on the spot.

Say that it's not true.

It's not true, is it?... - The car came out from behind the turn.

- He always drove like a maniac.

- We just heard a loud noise, not far from the school during a lesson.

Aunt, aunt, don't die!

Aunt, aunt, don't die!

Aunt!

Aunt, I lied to you.

The teacher is alive.

Everything is fine with him.

I made it all up.

Don't be mad at me.

Forgive me.

Why do you hate my husband so much?

I have a reason.

- Everything is recorded in the inventory book. - Show it, please.

- Excuse me.

Good afternoon, Mr.

Teacher.

Good afternoon.

Three copies are missing.

Sorry, just a moment.

- Copies should be checked with the supplier.

Things are completely bad.

Although I am to blame myself, I signed everything that she pushed on me.

Just a little more, and I will be in the same boat with her. - Shoni ran away. - And for this you dragged me out? I thought that something happened... 636.1

- He really ran away, and it's unclear where and why.

- Why-why! Because he was fed up with it all! Just like me!

I wish it would all end sooner. Lord, what a blessing that I didn't marry her!

She would have dragged my name through the mud. - He came to our house and told my wife that I had died.

- Died?! - Yes. Got into an accident.

He described everything in detail, how I died on the spot and didn't suffer.

- Well, this is no longer a joke! They are already trying to ruin our lives!

This puppy would have sent you to the other world, and this woman - me. Murderers!

Lord Jesus! Maybe it's better if they just hit me on the head?!

That would solve all the problems.

How did she manage to open so many dummy accounts?!

With such an angelic look...

- I'll go, I'll bring him back.

It's probably because of me.

- I doubt he went home. - I have no idea why. I doubt it too.

- Where are you going to look for him? - I don't know.

- Oh well, let the police search for him.

They will definitely find him, you can count on it.

They will search the whole country.

And they will return everything that's missing to where it belongs.

Where did they catch you?

- At a football match. - And how were you treated?

- Better than you.

We can put bars on your windows and lock your door if you prefer.

- I didn't mean that, I meant that they are not hypocritical.

They punch me in the face and don't pretend to love me and do everything for my own good.

There is no pretense and...

intrigue.

Everything is predictable.

If you took a bat, immediately understand what to expect. Only the food there is the same crap as yours.

- I can take you back.

- Take me.

Teacher, can we swim?

- Oh no, it's still cold.

Last year, my stepfather and I swam in April.

- Oh, I wish you had beaten your ass. - I thought you couldn't resist.

- From what? - So as not to raise this topic.

I already apologized to your wife.

Wow, jump, the water is great!

Teacher, it's too cold.

- Come on, it's very good here. - It's too cold for me.

- Not cold! - Yes, cold!

Teacher!

What?

Teacher!

Faster, faster, or we'll be late. Climb in.

Hello.

Hello.

- Are you alone? - Yes.

Good.

I've been watching the door since early in the morning.

- Could have come in, sooner or later anyway it will be necessary.

I didn't sleep all night.

And now I can't seem to wake up.

- I want to eat. - Go look for something for yourself.

Although there's nothing there. Children at school eat, and we with him...

Drink coffee.

It will satisfy your appetite.

- Alright.

Get dressed.

- What does he do? - Who?

- The new stepfather.

- How am I supposed to know. But it's better that way, left in the morning, returned in the evening.

He's not bad, calm, you'll see, you'll get along with him.

His wife left him for his friend.

When we met, he was completely depressed.

But he also drinks.

But he doesn't yell or beat.

What didn't you like there?

Right now we would have been together.

And I would have had my own room.

- There won't be one here.

This house only seems big from the outside.

- Let's go back.

I can't live alone. And now you can't stay either, I need to discuss this with him first.

I can't go back there.

You can't stay here either.

He promised to marry me.

That's when you'll come.

Mom, don't send me back!

I can't go back there, I've already burned all bridges!

I'd better put my hands on myself!

It's not easy to find a common

language with him, but I find an approach.

And you can't come here yet.

I ran away.

The bill took me out of the choir.

But I also ran away from him, just first hit him in the face.

Did you hit him?!

No, I just avenged him for what he did to you...

- What "did to me"?

Don't you remember? He touched you.

You should have seen him today. He got what he deserved, bastard!

He was the only one who stood up for you.

But you said he was a dirty animal.

I deceived you.

You bitch!

I know. But mothers are not chosen.

You ended up with such a bitch...

And you better come to terms with that fact.

"Mom, you are the vilest of all I have ever met!

" No.

I'm just fickle, like any woman.

Don't be upset.

"Mom, I don't want to cry, especially now.

Help, help!

Help!

What happened? There!

There! Calm down!

Calm down.

Step aside.

My God!

Get out of here.

No!

I'll call an ambulance. And all of you get out of here.

Why?!

- Good day. - Good day.

- Come in.

- Come in. - Stay there.

- Sit quietly. - Clear the room.

Please everyone, leave.

Poor Editchka!

Why did you do this?

Now our whole schedule is messed up.

And the summer camp...

And the extended day care...

And all our future.

- Get out of here, kids.

It wasn't worth coming back for this, teacher.

- Hello. - My net.

I've been looking for this net for a couple of weeks now.

- I left a bucket there. Can I come in? - Go ahead, if you're not afraid.

This is how disgustingly this school year ended.

It turned out that Edith could not have done all this herself.

At first, they only suspended the principal.

Views on his involvement differ from everyone.

For example, according to the husband of the singing teacher, he is guilty.

But the singing teacher herself is absolutely sure of his innocence.

The husband of the singing teacher was appointed as the acting director by the authorities.

The new acting director has planned the start of the school year for September 15.

And the end of the school year at the end of May.

Coal was never delivered.

Bertsy Butko failed 5 exams, but he was expelled because of his age.

Now he works as an assistant janitor.

This year he will wait for the coal to be delivered.

This year we will spend our vacation in Alfjord.

The only criterion for choosing a vacation spot was to be as far away from the water as possible.

What happened to Shoniko and where he is - known only to the Lord God.