hygienic.
- Let's continue?
- I've already said everything.
I was not sober, my behaviour
was not appropriate for soviet officer.
- I'm asking to excuse me.
- Stop playing the fool. That's stupid.
Where did you get the uniform?
The uniform?
Well, then. Perhaps, i lied.
Perhaps, i'm no major.
Well, i wanted [to be].
How many times i have flown,
in my dreams!
I felt spilicing and unsplicing,
i went into open space
and flew there.
Then, in that day i was sleeping
and then in a dream
i heard on the radio
he had died,
and when i woke up in the kichen.
On the floor i realized
that was the truth.
First cosmonaut had died!
Gagarin is not anymore!
I cried.
I cried, but i knew
i didn't want to be first cosmonaut.
I'm no idiot.
Yura is one,
but Titov - handsome,
intelligent, delicate, stately, smart.
When i looked at the myself
in the mirror.
I saw even physical parameters
were the same.
Everything identical,
even height, weight,
except for one thing - particulars,
those small lettersm small,
bluish...what,
do the letters matter?
Tell me.
Then i refuse to answer.
Then i declare very serious protest.
I demand it to be written down:
detainee declares his protest,
most serious!
and not a word more.
- Stop distorting things, Babakin.
That's exhausting and no one needs it:
neither me, nor you.
Here, read.
I apologise. I was not sober.
Do you know Svan?
Svan?
Svan?
...simple.
Yugoslaviac?
I think so.
Do you have lemon?
I think so.
Cut it, friend. Just don't sprinkle with sugar.
Alright.
Of course, no soup.
What soup [could be] at twelve o'clock.
But make some consomme.
I'll try.
Roast some chicken, only braise, just roast.
Hi, what are you dong here?
Hi. Does your mom work in sanatorium?
Are there water procedures?
What do you need them for?
That's for Andrey. He needs water massage.
Are you with daddy? Why are you flinching?
I'm not flinching.
Cool, daddy, I'll go and greet him.
Hello.
Should I return you ruble?
Yes, and, of course, coffee.
I have a request: play for some hour.
I know everything is closed
and finished but nevertheless,
choose any.
I hope this time i haven't
offended you.
Sponge Blues!
I want to shortstick all sponges
Stepping with my foot on heavy fuse
And I'm singing my cool song
Sponge blues.
I want to get gear sooner
Wig and platform shooz.
Sponges, run sooner!
I am singing sponge blues.
I am a decmen, I'm more dec than all men.
Give me liberty and I'll seduce any one.
Well, mother, run to my bead
just let me sing sponge blues till the end
just let me sing sponge blues till the end
just let me sing sponge blues till the end
Eins, zwein, drein...
- What's this?
- This is change,
we didn't sing [enough]
for hundred, only for twenty.
- Did you write these songs?
- Of course.
From ironic cylce about old Kazlodoyev.
- Kazlodoyev, who is he?
You'll find out,
everything in its right time,
but now let's close this party,
turn off lights and smoke straw.
*comments.
shortstick - hand short end of the stick.
men (english) - man
decmen - decisive man
shooz (engl) - shoes
platform shooz - shoes, went out of fashion in the end of 70's.
Fuse (engl) - electromagnetic device to distort guitar sound. turned on with foot.
daddy - man of mature years, not burdened with intellectual action
sponge - girl of young age, cheerful character, not burdened with intellectual action
gear - clothes and underwear
mother - (addressing person of feminine sex) friend of cheerful character
Hi, Arkady. How do you do?
Has something happened?
No, nothing. Don't worry.
Have come for recreation?
No, I have a business with you.
So, something has happened after all.
I told nothing has happened. Yet. But there is what to talk about.
Let's have a talk.
I'm expecting you tomorrow at our place. One o'clock.
But we must not be seen and try not to raise suspicion with your
coming to me. Good luck, Arkasha.
Closer, comrades. But don't