Zoya says, hey how about I give you a hand?
So she began to chew and choked.
Fuck'n shit...
She moulded dolls for us,
but you screwed it up! Scum!
No!
Zoya asked to chew herself.
Who'll make the doll faces now?
- What's he doing?
- Leave it!
Enough, Marat.
- You ruined her!
- Ruined...
- Now you're all here!
- Sure, for the wake.
Let's drink, since we're here.
Sure, we'll drink.
We'll mourn her.
Her eternal memory.
- Marat, here
- have a pancake... - Me?
Who'll shape the dolls for us now? Zoya's gone.
Zoya did it all.
We got so many arms, legs, and what? And nothing!
Scum, come here.
Enough of that, love all the same...
Marat sewed a dick on, instead of a nose.
Where'd I sew a dick instead of a nose?
Show me the dick?!
Here're balls! Where's the dick?
Shut up! I'd never sew anything like it! Never!
Give it back!
Never!
Fuckin' whores.
Fuck it.
That's what you...
Oh, fuck...
How can the locals drink this stuff, moonshine?
Why's vodka better? You should've eaten.
A Russian girl should be able
to drink a litre easily.
Please, not a word about that. Filthy.
Let's take a walk.
Zoya!
You wrecked her!
Here, we found this for you.
So puffy.
And the pubes so soft.
Just asking for it... here look!
It's fuckin' just right, dammit, look.
Come on then,
Vanyusha's here.
I'll save the dolls!
I'll save it for Zoya.
Those metal scum.
Metal scum.
That's it...
Light,
and warm still...
That's it. The metal scum.
Metal scum.
Everythin'll be okay Zoya.
Sleep,
let's rest.
All okay.
My dearies.
All's going to be great.
Everything'll be great.
See now, Zoya dear.
This's how we live.
Learn it, for the best.
And to come, too, it'll be okay.
Marinka, so you're the hip one!
What?
You know, all so cool. Like all in chocolate.
Whadya mean, chocolate? See, Zoya died.
It's strange. I can't believe it somehow.
What don't you believe, loony?
You saw her in the coffin?
Yeah, I did... But still... it's a fucker.
We were at the market, both of us.
I sold crystal, her - dolls.
It was fun together.
Then we made fry-ups on the beach.
And got smashed and swam. Zoya, Zoichka...
Marinka, you never forgave her?
When'd you last see her?
Back then.
That was... back then? In the village?
Yes.
O, girlies. I'm feelin' shitty?
You don't fuck enough.
What, she didn't have her own photograph?
She did, the one on the grave.
Didn't like to be photographed alone.
Always with someone.
Now, sisters, to Zoya's memory.
I had a shitty dream last night.
Like I was still in my grandma's
apartment in Simferopol.
I'm in the kitchen, boiling dumplings.
Suddenly Zoya comes in,
and hands me a jar with earth.
I said: Zoya, I asked for cream.
She says: come on, try it, stupid,
it's real fresh, I got it, and no line.
I got scared.
I can see that she's dead.
But the fuckin' thing is that she's, like dead,
But she's still as happy, runnin' and chuckling.
She's by the door, her arms crossed.
I look at her, then I know I'll
never get out of this kitchen.
Never.
I woke up.
It's 'cause you didn't forgive her. - Probably.
What're you fuckin' saying! Forgive her!
For me being in the hospital for three months,
Or for me rotting at the station? Fuck!
Or the abortion, worse
- they cut pieces of the baby out.
Fucking loonies!
Zoya, Zoyanka... Forgive me
Get up, dear, we're in grief.
Get up, dear.
Nothing's recognizable now.
No eyes, no noses.
They tore you to pieces...
You had to be so patient...
You had such a hard time...
God, my dears, you are...
Oh, just to look at you...
Just to see, how great you were...
The buyers are coming
- what are we going to sell?
What're we going to eat?
We don't have any more dolls!
- Who'll shape the faces?
- I will, I told you.
Zoya left her secret with me!
She gave me her secret, how to shape the faces.
You chew the bread.
We'll chew, and chew, but no one can shape them.
He's lying, the bastard!
No light?
They turn the electricity