Come here!
He insulted me!
That lousy dog scorns me,
a respectable lady!
Enough!
He never bit you and he doesn't even
want to know you!
- Stop yelling at me!
- Hush! Some respectable lady!
Go! Go!
l'll go! But you will answer for it!
You will have to remember everything
you said here! l will make you to!
- You were rather rude to her.
- lt's the only way to speak to them.
lf l let them get out of hand,
there'll be anarchy in the house.
Bad resident makes a toilet rumble.
- Who is my worst enemy?
- Who?
Those who don't work.
They may not work but eat a bellyful.
Yes, that's possible.
- What do you do, by the way?
- l write.
lt's no work. You just sit doing
nothing, yet you're being paid.
Yes, sometimes. But l live on my
pension.
l do, too. But l work as a housing
committee chairman. Without pay.
l've been at executive posts all my
life, but didn't get a special pension.
Writing is not an easy job either.
Writing? Everyone can write today.
lf you were younger,
l would beat some sense into you.
Well, let it be.
lf you write the truth, then carry on.
You can even be paid for the truth,
but it happens more often
that you yourself have to pay for it.
You may stay, Bim,
but don't mess up with that woman.
Get away! Go home!
What's the matter? Quiet!
Why all this racket, disturbing
the working people's rest?
Open up your eyes! This pest
bites me again!
Where are you going?
Maybe you'll tell us all?
l know where. To the market place
again, hiking your price triple-wise.
lt's Sunday,
people want to relax,
and you rob them of their last kopeck.
What are you scolding her for? Maybe
she's joining the hikers.
What is this?! You're disgracing me
before everybody because of that dog!
- l'm going to report on you!
- Aren't you ashamed?
Me ashamed? lt's you who should be
ashamed!
l'll write about you, too.
Go on, write! Authoress!
Bim, go home.
l told you, don't mess up with her.
What are you doing?!
They're laughing. Very funny.
l'd like to look at you
when that beast bites you.
They've never seen a woman before!
Crawling out of their holes!
Just you wait! He will bite you all!
Well? We go hunting. Are you glad?
Let's go. Or they'll stop us again.
l've been on a lookout for you.
- No see, though hunting's permitted.
- Yes...
l thought they deprived him of his
rights and took the dog away.
No, it can't happen.
They deprived him of his rights,
but not of his responsibilities.
You were hurt? Don't worry.
l won't trade you for anything.
Friendship doesn't need any documents.
- Go run around.
- The paper doesn't mean anything.
What kind of an apparition is that?
lt's not an apparition...
lt's a misfortune.
Where's its owner?
lt has no owner. Used to have.
All homeless dogs
used to have owners.
This shaggy creature lived in a small
old wooden house.
lt didn't burden anyone, it served
as it could.
Then the house was pulled down.
The owners got an apartment with
parquet floors. The dog was turned out.
You know that or you made it up?
Life made it up, not me.
lt's going to perish.
No, l'll take it in.
Come here, come on.
Bim, here!
Wait! Where are you going?
l'll catch you anyway.
Wait! Why are you so angry?
You can go. l will catch it.
- lt won't go with you.
- lt will.
lt doesn't believe people anymore.
Wait, l won't do you any harm.
Let's go.
l feel bad, Bim.
l feel so bad.
The shell fragment moved.
l feel so bad, Bim!
- Come on in.
- Who's there?
The doctors are here.
- No, Bim! Here!
- Bim dear.
- What do we do?
- Bim, come here!
Calm down. They're good people.
Don't be afraid, Doctor.
Give me your hand.
There you go.
What a misfortune!
- What's troubling you?
- lt's my heart.
- A shell fragment. Since the war.
- When was the last attack?
lt's never been that bad.
Never. Unbutton your shirt.
You need to go to hospital.
- Stepanovna! Where's Bim?
- He's here.
Hold it, dear.
Get ready. And hurry up.
There's