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-It's always like that.

Everybody is on vacation, at the seaside, enjoying sun, air and water!

And I'm stuck in the world of blistering hot concrete and boiling asphalt.

What kind of life is that?!

Kesha, I promise you, we'll go on vacation, too.

- I don't believe you!

Oh, oh, oh...

Oh, one hundred, oh, two hundred! Oh, five hundred, oh, eight hundred and twenty, oh!

Oh, I'm dying ...

- Kesha. - What Kesha?

That's been my name for a hundred years now. What a terrible moment for you to get sick! You had your chance in winter.

I've had enough!

(singing): "If it suddenly appeared,that a friend is not a friend, not an enemy and just...

Farewell!

- Wow! Hey, get in, I'll give you a lift.

- How's haymaking?

- Actually, I've just been to a museum. Really broadened my horizons, yeah.

-And I...what's your name? -Vasily.

Innokenty.

I just got fed up with everything, bored.

I just want to be closer to ordinary people, like you. Ordinary Joes, that are everywhere.

(singing):"Field, russian fie-e-eld, the moon's shining or it's sno-o-owing..."

- We've arrived. - Where have you brought me??

- Sovkhoz (state farm) 'Path of Light'. - Light? I can't see anything.

Tomorrow morning you'll see.

(Chickens crowing, cows mooing)

(singing): "How beautiful is the world, look around, how beauuuuutiful is the world..."

Hmmm.. Vasiliy..

Vasily!

(written) Tractor oil.

(crashing of pots)

Oh-oh-oh-oh!

Vasily, Vasily! Vasi... O-o-oh! Vasily, Vasily!

Oh, Vasily...

(singing): Summer, oh summer! Red summer, be with me-e-e.

Dear televiewers! We begin our programm "Village hour" for far inhabitants of North.

Sorry, for inhabitants of Far North.

Polar night is not over yet, but village toilers are already in the field.

The limitles source of everything new in the village is family contract.

Can you please tell me how many tonns of clover per every laying hen

will be put in the incubator after the thresh?

Oh, as I see you've had a visit from the stork. Em. Are you expecing a boy or a girl?

And now by popular request Vainer Brothers will perform a Modern Talking song.

La-la-la-la... Balm-balm-balm... La-la-la-la... A-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-lop-bop-bop! Tutti Frutti!

O-o-o-h-h-h-h!

Vasily-y-y! Vasya-a-a...

(the horse's laughing)

-Well, after such rain you can expect a good calving...

(Vasily's snoring)

-I can, I, I'll prove. I...I'll show! I'll be known! I'll be spoken about.

Vasily...

-Huh...

- Enough, I'm giving up! I've failed at everything. I don't want to life like this. I'd rather die.

Yeah, I'll die like... like a man, it will be better for everybody.

I am a scoundrel, I am a rascal.

I am a poor specimen of a person.

Vasily! Vasily...

(doorbell rings)

(TV):- "Tired toys are sleeping, blankets and pillows are waiting for children..."

- Vovka, Vovka, you know...

Hmm..

Vovka...

-Hi! Ha-ha-ha!

Vacation was great! I've had THAT much sour cream, THAT much fish!

Oh, wonderful, wonderful!

Hey! What about you? No smell of sweet life? So, I had a real rest all the summer! I was making hay in the morning, milking cows in the evening.

One moment a cow's having piglets, another the hens are laying eggs, cherry coming up, beetroot coming into ear...

Ripping my ass like a tractor... What if it was raining in the time of drying, eh?

(Kescha coughs)

(Kescha coughs)

It's always like this, a cliffhanger.

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