All language subtitles for Syn_1987_part2.English

Music is playing.

Vanya, don’t forget about joy.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

My best son, don’t forget about joy.

Joy all around.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Vanyushka, we’ve come for Indian tea.

I won’t forget the Vedas,
will you send them?

Okay, bye.

My best son, don’t forget about joy.

Why did you open your mouth?

There is beer.

Right here.

You'll see now.

There are elevators with mirrors,
entrances with chandeliers,

and below, as you enter, a security guard for order in the passage.

Yes, say hello to the security guard.

I gave you a telegram.

Or they missed each other.

We'll wait here.

Yes.

Lucky.

Aunt Olga?

Yes.

How lucky?

Well, the general's wife.

How did you pick it up
at the age of seventeen?

But that was the case.

They then raided the farm.

She must have forgotten.

Vanyush, where are you?

Come here.

Van, why are you being hooligan?

Come here.

You can live here too.

Sit down.

We'll wait here.

Oh, Olechka!

Oh, Olechka!

You know, Kire, I say, will stay at home.

Maybe we won't make it in time.

Because I was stubborn.

The character is paternal.

Oh, never mind, we didn't wait long.

Oh!

Ah-ah-ah!

Liz, I would meet you on the train, because the neighbor comes

running on purpose, the tickets disappear, the sauna is closed.

To the bathhouse?

Dry bath.

Dry, steamy, good for eating.

Dmitry is not an amateur, but
Kirka and I are ready every day.

He'll be back soon.

Oh, only in two months.

We’ll place Vanya in his office.

Oh, well, is something convenient?

Nonsense.

Oh!

Oh, well, evil!

Here's Dmitry, I don't cry like that.

Oh, he's gold, he's so respectable.

Why cry?

This is gold for you villagers,
and for Kira and me, wow.

Well, yes, don’t sin,
don’t sin, I won’t believe it.

I'm telling you exactly.

Yes, just looking, it’s
worse than screaming.

And when he left, he warned me so.

Girl, after school, don’t let the institutions
disgrace you, don’t expect help from him.

I sent my own daughter.

Where?

For production.

And, he says, let him enjoy
himself for two years, Well.

What are you talking about?

Ana!

Let's go.

I took the documents to the conservatory.

Oh, Lizka, a lot of money
was spent on solfeggio tutors.

We are waiting for auditions and exams.

Well, how will Dmitry return?

He will kill a little, he
will go on a rampage.

And if the girl does
something, what should you do?

Well, yes, actually.

You are desperate, Olya.

That's where we stand.

Listen, Olya, listen, Olya, what
if the electricity is turned off?

What?

Well, if the electricity
burns out, how will life be?

So, will you be an artist?

Don't know.

You will, you will.

The path is prepared
for you, or else what am I.

And most importantly,
don’t miss the initiative.

Otherwise, it happens that they make a lot of
noise about a young talent, and then they forget.

So you have to throw out
some knees all the time.

Well, only you, in my opinion,
have a hard time with them, Yes?

Tight.

Here is my portrait, see?

The famous artist painted.

Do you know what will happen nearby?

What?

Thin pencil drawing.

It's called the first impression.

Well, I'm ready.

Pencil, paper too, here they are.

Let's.

I can stand it for ten to
fifteen minutes, but no more.

What should I do?

Like what?

Are you a fool or are you pretending?

You must draw me from life.

Well, I'm your nature, okay?

I can't do that.

Well, how can you do it?

Well, secretly I can.

Well, Van, is it really so difficult
to just take and make a sketch?

Well, I can't do that.

It turns out that we are also stubborn.

Alchemy for me too.

Children, have lunch!

OK.

Let's go.

He knows how to do it secretly.

Kera said, there’s my
exhibition right next door.

Well, let's go and go.

Oh, let's go.

Chunkin and I haven’t taken anything yet.

And there are no shoes in size thirty-four.

I didn’t give everything, Ivan.

I'm missing his train.

But I didn’t take the most important thing.

Vanya, where are you?

Vanyusha.

Vanya!

Vanyusha!

Vanya!

Vanyusha!

Vanya!

Vanya!

Vanya!

Vanya!

Vanya!

Just don’t get confused,
Mudelans take a look.

Lovely.

In my opinion, this is nonsense.

A very nice old lady.

Let's go have a cup of coffee.

Please.

Monna Lisa from Rassvetovka.

No, her name is not Liz, but Seraphim.

Well, tell me please.

Move away, boy, you're in the way.

Oh you artist!

I'll draw it for you.

I'll tell you...

I looked at my exhibition.

That's good.

I never took the shoes.

And you listen, Aunt Olya.

You obey.

She's smart.

She will advise you
everything correctly, will tell you.

It's time for me to catch the train.

You are left without me, Vanechka.

CALM MUSIC Beautiful.

Oh, nothing.

I have a re-exam.

What do you want?

I need Boris Borisovich.

Here he is.

Where?

Came out.

Hello.

Ivan, Pogorelov.

Hello.

Arrived on time.

Well done.

Smorkovsky, you've had enough
for today, you can wrap it up.

You'll finish tomorrow.

Look, the paper has worked out the holes.

And you, Ivan, take a blank
sheet of paper and get settled.

So, bolder, bolder.

Have a seat.

Well, where do we start?

Well, we are still a long
way from the ancient heroes.

We will meet with them again.

In the meantime...

Let's start...

...from the hardest.

Please.

Come on, get started.

Van, what do you have in your hand?

Pencil.

This is kindling, Ivan.

Log, log.

But not the artist's tool.

So you have to start with
something even more complex.

How to sharpen a pencil.

It only seems from the outside
that artists are careless people.

We must have an ideal order.

Both outside and inside.

Especially inside.

Hey!

What are you?

Well, I am.

The same one that Barberry dug up?

Who dug it up?

Well, Boris Borisovich.

The same one.

Did he drive you?

It wasn't much.

These are just flowers.

That's when Barberry
gets serious, you'll die.

How is that?

And here it is.

Not scary yet.

But then you will remember my words.

Will you have to live in a boarding school?

Yes.

Since August.

I don't envy you.

Why?

You will meet the nickname
Mordovorot and find out.

I'm already familiar with this.

All?

Or will you still scare me?

There's really no need to scare you.

I'm also a genius.

Hey!

Wait!

Where are you going?

Wait!

Just wait!

Why are you running away?

There's really no need
to run away from you.

I wanted to talk, just to find out.

Well, find out.

And I don’t mind talking myself.

Because all the people are on
vacation, everyone has gone away.

I'm the only one left.

All alone?

At all.

And without parents?

Parents come from the dacha.

They're visiting.

Grandma is being checked.

My grandmother is being tested.

This is how I live.

Under pressure.

Grandma is not the worst thing.

I have one too.

Grandma is the worst thing.

She's on my schedule.

Who?

Yes, such a bore.

I have been illustrating books all my life.

Tsankovist mother.

My father is a mentalist
with a battle bent.

And all are artists.

Well, there’s nowhere to spit at home.

Ugh.

You will get into the work.

And I’m not just Vitya Smorkovsky,
and Smorkovsky is fourth.

Dynasty.

Great.

Yes, there is no such thing as health.

That's how it is with them.

I hate it.

Who do I hate?

I hate art, I hate drawing.

I hate to envy, but I envy.

How do you live?

What should I do?

I'd like to talk.

Who to talk to?

Do your parents understand you?

Father.

Well, how does he understand you?

I don't know how.

Milk.

Again I envy you.

What kind of punishment is this for me?

And you take it and leave the artist.

Where to?

I don't need to be jealous.

And yet you are wild.

Where will I go?

Thirteen years old.

It's too late.

So say goodbye to your carefree childhood.

Really interesting.

This is amazing.

This is young, this is
finally everything joyful.

And I would like to buy this portrait.

How to purchase?

Apparently this is a self-portrait.

Auto, auto, auto.

How to purchase?

I'm not selling.

Ah, Vanechka, Vanechka.

Well, don't be a little fool.

You are an adult.

Pavel Kondratievich is a well-known
collector throughout Moscow.

Ah, Vanechka.

If you want to know,
he's doing you a favor.

You can buy gifts for mom, dad, Well,
I don’t know, even to my grandmother.

Everyone was selling.

Vanechka, how could it be otherwise?

Well, Repin, Picasso,
Daga, who else is there?

Shishkin?

But I don't sell.

Okay, okay, my dear Olga
Maksimovna.

I can understand the young man.

And that's why I propose an exchange.

Tomi is not numerical.

Let's go into the
country and meet you at

the park in Petrovsky
Gate at half past six.

Are you satisfied?

Satisfied, satisfied.

At half past six.

In the evening.

In this case, I would say
at seventeen-thirty, and

I'm alcai mitä Petroleg
computer, at half past six.

Are you satisfied?

Yes.

Wonderful.

Vit, have you tried singing?

At least it got through this.

I had my adenoids cut out
once, That's how others grew up.

That's not what I'm talking about.

When I draw, I sing to myself.

It turns out more interesting.

Is it true?

Music Quiet!

Don't turn it on.

What are you doing?

There is some pain there.

Come on, get yourself
in order and let's go.

Where?

For a bio-receiving session.

There the mother found
some kind of palmistry.

Don't know.

What is this?

Not what, but who?

Some kind of psychic.

The mother called the guests,
everyone was sitting and being treated.

Do you have any illness?

Well, I'll turn back early.

Let's go.

Yeah, well, I don’t want to get involved.

What, searches?

No, I need to sharpen my pencils.

Twenty pieces.

Well, that's funny.

Let's go, it's interesting.

The water in the glass is boiling.

I won't go.

OK.

You do what you want, but
just look don't turn on the light.

OK?

The electric field,
he says, is interfering.

How to conceive?

There is a candle on
the table in the kitchen.

Isn't it dark by candlelight?

They didn’t tell me to
create an extra field.

It's clear.

Who are you, young man?

I'm Vanya.

Vanya?

Very nice, Vanya.

Why didn’t you go to bed?

Why?

I don't have a disease.

It's good when there is no illness.

I suddenly wanted some
tea, my throat was really dry.

Just imagine, I have a bunch of illnesses.

The heart threshold is compensated, however,
and gastritis, it seems, from nervous tension.

Have you come for treatment?

Where?

Well, here.

Ah, here.

No, don’t get treatment,
I’m treating myself.

They are still concentrating, but
I decided to drink something hot.

Good for the stomach, for gastritis.

Ah-ah-ah.

So you are this...

sex?

Sens.

Extra Sens.

Well, so how?

When and how.

And you?

What do I have?

Well, in the sense of being.

Is life working out?

Me too.

When it works, and when
it doesn’t work out so well.

Don't be upset.

This is natural.

Mommy always tells me Grisha, she says, if you

couldn’t relieve someone’s
headache today, don’t worry.

It’s simply impossible to take on
someone else’s illness every time.

And the patient will manage with analquin.

My mommy is terribly busy,
but a reasonable woman.

Is this difficult?

What exactly?

Well, take on someone else's pain.

Practice is needed.

If you train from childhood,
well, he damn, isn't it boiling?

And they told me that you
can boil with your hands.

With your hands?

No more than 180 grams.

And here's the kettle.

The relationship between
quantity and quality.

Did you take dilextic
materialism at school?

They didn't pass.

Well, then I'm sorry.

It's hard for me to talk to you.

When you grow up, we'll talk.

Well, she started to boil.

Hello.

Hello.

What are you doing?

Do we have an appointment?

No.

What's happened?

Nothing.

So I came in.

Oh, you see, I was delayed.

I wanted to work.

Are you familiar with this technique?

No.

Come in, sit down.

This is an engraving.

Dry point on copper.

I’m not ready to start
my own workshop yet.

I come here in the evenings.

How are things with
you in your native age?

Fine.

Even fun.

Are you adapting little by little?

What?

Are you getting used to the new life?

Maybe.

I wanted to ask you, Boris Borisovich.

Go ahead and ask.

Do you know what pantheism is?

Do you know?

I think I know.

What?

How can I explain it to
you in a simpler way?

This is probably a harmonious unity.

But the connection of
all living things in nature.

When everything is equal, it's great.

Inspired by the word.

This is pantheism itself.

He actually is.

Or is it all just fiction for books?

Is it equal and beautiful?

Eat.

It takes me about forty hours to get home.

With three transfers.

There are almost no orders.

Well, what else?

I'm not getting along with my wife.

The relationship with the
school director is not at all easy.

And so on and so forth.

Badly?

Yeah.

What's good?

But all this, Vanyusha, is a trifle.

Everyday garbage.

Which happens everywhere,
and cannot help but exist.

The world is not sterile.

But you are an artist.

And God forbid you
succumb to this nonsense.

You know, like the ancient painters?

Pain all around, dirt, illness.

They stood.

They stretched up the walls.

The heavens created.

This is culture, Ivan.

My wife.

By the way, ex.

It's simple, but I fell into preaching.

On an empty stomach
and philosophizes well.

The cheburek shop here hasn't closed yet.

I walked by, saw it, it works.

So what?

Let's go eat, I have two rubles.

Van, maybe you’re not from Rassvetovka?

Where from?

Maybe from Mars?

What's it like on Mars?

Like everywhere else.

The tomatoes are in full swing.

Just wondering, did you decide
to spend the night at home?

Well, at home, of course.

What's the matter?

Damn...

These are soulless creatures.

Here's the thing.

Oh, just don't bother with mom, huh?

Let's make the boy
yellow without insulting him.

The boy fell asleep a long time ago.

All normal people have a night.

You understand, it's late at night.

And you don’t feel sorry
for yourself or your mother.

Don't care at all.

Well, mom, don’t worry
too much, please. A?

Yes, my dear.

Necessary.

Well, I heard everything 200 times.

Endure in traditionally.

Enough!

I stayed in Lishka.

Just not always.

Small!

Grish!

Grish!

I called Irka for my mother.

Irka and I just sat in a cafe.

I know where you stayed late
and with whom you stayed late.

What do you know?

I know everything and
have already for a long time.

Don't make a fool out
of me, don't be blind.

But all the better, what is there to
make a fuss about then, since you

are not blind, you know everything
about our relationship with Pavlik.

What?

In what kind of relationships?

Natural.

Lord, this...

Which Pavlik is this?

Are you primarily
interested in the last name?

From Pavlik's parallel class?

Well, just a noble peacock,
soon.

Nikita, a month,
ah, what would you

do if you didn’t run around shopping?

and she didn’t send me, but the house? Mom, for
God’s sake, give up your maternal selfishness!

Will you also ask your
father to give up selfishness?

Well, mom, don't shout.

My father and I will find
a common language.

You are our provincial girl.

Provincial?

Well, I’ll give you the
provincial stuff now.

Wow, I’ll take your pants
down to Italian ones now.

You have to work, you understand?

Work.

Sitting at the instrument day and night.

You understand?

Here I sit, admire it.

Here I sit at night.

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, huh?

Hehehehe.

Well, good morning.

What's yours?

You're late, young man, huh?

Let's go.

Let's go.

Circumstances do not
allow living in the country.

And I appreciate freshness and silence.

We will now shorten the
distance somewhat and go

through the courtyards, if you don’t mind, of course.

No, I don't mind.

That's wonderful.

So.

And now here.

And we would probably never
have been here, eh, young man?

No.

Ha ha ha.

Sun.

Sun.

Not for long.

Autumn is coming.

About a month and a
half and it’s cold again.

Maybe last autumn.

Or prev.

You know when you live in a
state of pre... life becomes busy.

More shrill.

Yes.

Well, let's go, let's go.

Please sit down.

Please sit down.

Thank you.

I'll wait.

Here.

This is a cane from the last century.

It is very possible that she had the
same Alexander Alexandrovich Blok.

The great Russian poet.

Maybe it was with her that he
walked around cold Petrograd.

But I, too, am a Petrograd resident.

This means that the
family moved to Moscow.

But I visited the Neva very often.

I love Petrograd very much.

Many of Blok's friends left him
during the revolution and went abroad.

But Blok remained.

He loved Petrograd at night.

Loved his land.

In the last letter to his mother it
says “Mom, thanks for the bread.

”
Good bread.

Real Russian bread.

I haven't eaten this for a long time.

Well, how?

How?

The exchange will take place, eh?

I don't know.

It's somehow inconvenient.

But I can bring more drawings.

I have several watercolors.

It's called "Spring".

Just like that, as a gift.

Spring.

And I like spring.

Here you go.

You will need this support.

True support.

The telegram is probably worth it.

Strange.

Didn't a dog like this run through here?

Well, Matvey, well, the devil.

Well, you can't do that.

It's possible, it's possible.

Ugh.

I was completely scared.

Dad!

Son.

Well, hello, hello.

Yeah.

You, citizens of
Muscovites, do not be afraid.

We are guests of the
capital for a day only.

Uh-uh-uh.

I'm glad one of our proposals
was shown at VDNKh.

Now the laurels are called to be reaped.

What to reap?

What offer?

This is of no interest to
the unenlightened ear.

Well, why?

One unit was simply converted for beets
in sakhoz, but here they became interested.

Yeah.

Well, why then for a day?

Let's come stay for a
while, Matvey Georgievich.

No, have you forgotten?

Most cleaning.

There is a sugar factory very close by.

Well, since I’m now a
medal bearer... Eat, eat.

I can handle it in a day, that’s obvious.

Well.

Well, tell me, Lisa, how are you living?

Yes, take it, salami,
salami, take it, don't be shy.

And I'm not shy.

Salami, for sure.

How do we live, you ask?

I answer.

Well, well, interesting.

We live wonderfully.

Oh you.

Simple, good and healthy.

And the sky is yours, and the grass.

And people invented kissing.

And we learned to love.

What an achievement, Olenka!

But this is not enough
for us, dark citizens.

It's just boring for us to live like this.

For some reason we definitely need
to buy sleeping pills at the pharmacy.

Sheepskin coats must be
put on at two degrees Celsius.

It is necessary for the man not to
give away all his pay, but started.

Then you can make a scandal, complain to your
girlfriends, and turn your neighbor into a sample.

Understand?

Sky, love, grass, that's
all for them, children.

And we are serious people, for
whom everything is like people.

We go to the market with diplomats.

This is how much prosperity has grown.

Why are you so upset, huh?

Matvey.

You arrived just before
dawn and held a rally here.

Am I rallying?

No, I'm kidding.

Oh, what a joker you are.

I'm just telling you
how luxuriously we live.

And you, Olga Maksimovna,
how are you living?

Even better.

Okay, son, I still
have two hours left.

Click on your exhibition.

I can at least evaluate and
touch it with my own eyes.

You saw everything, dad.

Hey, no.

This is a completely different matter.

What's the matter, citizen?

Open the gate, mistress.

An hour and a half left.

We don't have any
events scheduled right now.

You don’t have it planned,
but we have it planned.

Open up, Christmas trees.

It's not a fortress.

You have no right to suppress authors.

We'll just look at the
exhibition and leave.

Follow me, dad.

What is this?

Colored straws using pasta
from the Tambov region.

This means the pasta is
from the Tambov region.

Straw, you say.

Where are the other paintings?

What others?

Well, real ones.

Not straw.

Paintings by Pogorelov Ivan Matveich.

Oh yeah, it was filmed
a couple of weeks ago.

How?

How could it be?

Who allowed?

Yes, we don’t have the
Tretyakov Gallery, comrade.

Here, amateur artists exhibit
permanently for decades.

Permanently for decades?

So, I was in the wrong decade again.

Permanently.

So that's it.

Well, yes, there are
many of us, you are alone.

Yes, it works.

Oh, would you like some coffee?

The buffet is open.

And no queue.

Well, there is nothing else left.

Well, Van, let’s go and
grab a cup of coffee.

Wait, dad.

Look how interesting it is.

Well, it's not yours.

But it's beautiful.

Paddies!

Not like a Persian book.

What are you doing here?

I?

I'm showing up.

To whom?

Commissions.

I’m moving from the regional
to the Ministry of Health Concert.

And, for a promotion, that means.

Throw it over your shoulders.

It's draughty.

Thank you.

You cross Razina’s
wall together, or what?

They offered another shadow.

We have specifics.

Vanya!

Van!

Come here.

Come on, come on.

Come on, don't be shy.

Sit here.

There's a familiar person here.

Haven't seen each
other for a hundred years.

A...

The old wall, then, on the side?

Don't you feel sorry?

Who cares?

The man in this room
is just for support.

Yes.

Yes.

Guys, they are always there for support.

Really, Van?

A lot depends on support, you know.

And then you called me a primitive.

Do you remember?

Got excited.

And I'm not offended.

I'm done with poetry.

Polovstvo.

I'm now an inventor.

And the son is an artist.

He had an exhibition here.

The whole decade, personal.

Congratulations.

So here it is...

This is how we see a renaissance.

Triumph.

Success, one might say.

And the same to you, princess.

Well, Van, go ahead.

For the assault.

And then there’s only an hour left.

Sorry, princess.

Goodbye.

Good luck to you, princess.

Thank you, comrades.

As expected, we perceive
the reward as an advance.

And we assure you.

And we will continue in the same spirit.

APPLAUSE Well done, Pa.

Well...

Know ours.

A...

Where is this one?

Where is this one?

Chief engineer of the plant.

Which?

Well, this one.

I was just sitting on the presidium here.

Lapinsky.

Who spoke about our
design with such feeling.

Here are the drawings.

Just don't forget.

Otherwise, many people
forget their things in their joy.

I'm asking about the engineer.

So there he is.

Hey!

Engineer!

Wait!

Lapinsky!

Wait!

I need to talk!

Christmas trees.

Did he leave?

He's going to the airport.

He's late for the plane.

To your city, to your enterprise.

How so?

What, exactly, upsets us?

Well... I should give him
the updated calculations.

Drawings, again.

What is he like without them?

I stink to him.

He has his own design bureau.

We didn’t sleep at night in Rassvetovka.

Everyone liked it.

Everyone approved.

They gave me a medal.

Here's the medal.

And... 117 rubles.

3-4 kopecks already with deductions.

Well, great.

This is how it needs to be implemented!

And there is a working sample nearby.

Let it stand.

We'll send it on the 27th.

We'll send it to you.

Your sample will be safe and sound.

Here are your drawings,
and we will send you a sample.

Wait, wait, send it.

If you are so knowledgeable
about beet harvesting equipment...

I don't understand beet
harvesting equipment.

Today there are beets, Tomorrow there will be road

construction, the day after tomorrow
there will be long-wool sheep.

I have an event.

You are an adult, you must understand.

We host industry meetings but they
themselves do not control the industries.

This is not our function.

We are just a hall, a room.

I understand.

Thank God, goodbye.

How happy are you with the offer?

Oh, dear fellow medalist,
there is an ordinary way.

Contact your ministry's
technical department.

There are specialists who get
paid to work with people like you.

What do you want from me?

Nothing.

Congratulations again.

Go for it.

Will.

Dad, let's go, dad.

Went.

Let's go.

This one got through.

That's the whole renaissance.

And you say, we are not cockroaches.

Certainly.

Well done.

Believe me, Vanyusha.

And you see, I have a misfire.

I wanted everything to be somehow wider.

Why, I think, should a
person run in circles?

He needs passion.

For what?

Our mother is right.

There is a family.

House.

Job.

The vacation is long.

I rested for 24 days again.

From home.

To the mechanized base.

In the field.

To the garage.

Home again.

Get it.

Sign.

All.

And who needs your
initiative, Comrade Pogorelov?

Everyone has their own design bureau.

Design bureaus are swamped.

OK.

Persuaded.

All.

We'll plow.

Sow.

And don’t rock the boat.

Our mother will be happy.

She'll be happy.

This is also a lot.

Right, Ivan?

The area is small, and
you can’t choose the color.

Can you tell me where I can find Boris?

Borisovich?

Boris Borisovich? Now
I will write his address.

Thank you.

Please.

Where are you from?

I was looking for you.

This is the case here.

Which?

Don't be offended, but I can't do it yet.

I mean, I won’t study with you for now.

I need to return home.

Do you understand?

Well, you yourself said that
there should be order inside.

Well, I have to.

Wait, what happened?

Didn't take root or offended anyone?

No, it's none of your business.

No one was offended.

I got used to it, but...

I wanted, I want to
study, but now I can’t.

Why the hell?

Or unhappiness at home?

Not yet, but maybe.

Pogorelov, what a misfortune?

I can't tell you.

My father.

It’s bad for him, he can become different.

We need to be close together
now, Do you understand?

Calm down, Ivan, don’t get excited.

I’ll be late, I need someone
else to get my things, you know?

Understand, I don't understand
anything but I think I can guess.

You are a man, Vanya, already big,
adult.

He acts as he decides.

It's your right.

Shall we not say goodbye?

A?

No, Boris Borisovich, when it
becomes possible, I'll definitely come.

I'm definitely looking
forward to it in a year.

Agreed?

OK.

Why do you go to class with such a load?

In the morning, a bag,
evening in the trunk.

Okay, still a son.

Don't wash your face.

We will see each other often, as you think.

Happy everyone.

Maha.

Come on in.

Young man, where are you going?

Ivan, are you going to leave?

You will leave, I say!

Boy, do you have a beanie?

Why are you silent?

I'm going with you.

Where?

Home.

On a visit, perhaps?

No, live.

What are you saying, Ivan?

What are you carrying in the wheel?

All the conditions are here.

Learn, grow.

Well, what are you going to do at home?

Explain to me, I can’t figure it out.

It's clear, isn't it?

It's clear, isn't it?

I will live.

What?

It's clear to him.

No, you saw it.

It's dark for me.

And to him, Christmas tree winders,
and what’s here, It's not clear, is it?

All conditions.

I need home more.

I know for sure.

What are you talking about, O wheel?

What can you know?

I know.

I say to live.

I ask, do you have a ticket?

No.

And I know.

Let's sort out the ticket.

What are you worried about?

We'll issue a ticket.

How long are you going
to figure this out here?

All my life.

Yes.

I'm catching it, Vanyushka.

Only she's not there.

Pike.

Let's go together.

Maybe he'll bite after all.