whether I have my dinner tomorrow.
A month ago I met
those people - nothing special.
They're pretty boring, each of them
is not as smart as you and I.
But they don't decide anything.
We're physicists
and we know perfectly well
that liquid can be heated up
to a very high temperature
if we simultaneously
increase pressure.
But you can't do it infinitely.
There'll be an explosion.
Don't you think
that our planet's temperature
has reached a critical level?
I think we've passed it.
Let's go back.
Why are you trying
to scare me all the time?
Atavism.
Apparently, the Stone Age man
was supposed to inspire horror.
- Am I?
- You are.
Boarding time
for Flight 18
from Moscow to Novosibirsk.
All right. Straighten up
your muffler and button up.
What shall I tell Mitya?
You start it again.
Explain it to him.
Tell him I've proposed to you.
You haven't lost the letter, have you?
- No, it's here.
- I wrote everything in it.
Tell him that I got tired.
All right. I'll tell him
we've decided to get married.
I'll tell him you got tired.
What did you get tired of?
Mostly of him.
And partly, of you.
Listen...
May I ask you,
what was it between you and Mitya?
- Everything.
- What do you mean, everything?
Stop it, don't be a fool.
All right...
And what exactly did you get tired of?
I got tired of what's been
going on for 6 years.
Of the fact that he came to Moscow
only 4 or 5 times in those years.
Of the Ukraine or Tourist Hotels,
of my friend's room
while she goes to the movies.
And then he disappears.
Don't you think one can get fed up
with it?
Is he in love with you?
What difference does it make?
You and I decided to get married.
Well, we did, of course.
All right.
I'll go myself. Give me your ticket.
I'll find the right words.
- Stop playing a fool.
- Give me your briefcase.
- What's in there?
- My pajamas and a razor.
- It'll do.
- Stop it, Lyolya.
Mister!
Lyolya!
Can I fly instead of
Mr. Kulikov?
- Mr. Kulikov's not flying.
- What do you mean, not flying?
You'll have to take the next flight.
We got one passenger in excess.
Why am I in excess?
Maybe I'm the most indispensable one.
Your ticket was bought last.
I see, they suddenly got
some bigwig flying.
- Tell him who you are.
- It doesn't matter. Excuse me.
- Professor Pokrovsky?
- I hope I'm not late?
No. Come onboard, please.
- Comrade Kulikov?
- What brings you here?
A special plane will be
waiting for us in Novosibirsk.
Oh?
So you're the culprit?
- Are they together?
- As you can see.
- Lyolya.
- Yes?
Please meet
Professor Pokrovsky.
Pleased to meet you. How are you?
This way, Professor.
- Are you flying or not?
- He's flying! Flying!
Lyolya.
- Zoya, take one more passenger.
- All right.
Ilya, come here.
There's some trouble there.
It's a government commission,
and Pokrovsky's with them.
- Closer.
- What?
Come closer.
- I don't understand.
- Still closer.
- Yes?
- Closer.
That's all. Go now.
What are you drawing there?
What's the point?
Thank you.
Oh, those doctors...
Just think
what he and I have done!
We've got a fully
ionized plasma.
It means we've paved the way to
a controlled thermonuclear reaction.
Do you understand what
a controlled nuclear reaction means?
Please lie down.
All right. Mitya.
She doesn't understand.
I've completed the work of my life.
All the rest is his specialty.
I'm a reactor man,
and he's a thermonuclear man.
By the way, Goosev
stood not here, but right here.
This is a big difference.
Mitya, let's figure out
what we should do next.
- Where's the pencil?
- It's not the right time.
Nonsense, it's just the right time.
I'm in excellent form.
Where's the pencil?
- I'm asking you again to lie down.
- All right.
I'm sitting already.
This is not my pencil.
- Where's mine?
- It must be in your suit.
Please, bring it to me.
- Please lie down.
- All right, I will.
I assure you that no one has yet
got irradiated