them.
You don't have them?
Not even a hint of them.
Don't make a fool of me.
- A reaction won't work out.
- It will one day.
When it does, the whole world will
know, and you'll be the first.
Oh, those saintly eyes!
All right.
- How did you get here then?
- Out of stupidity.
It was not even my installation,
it was Professor Sintsov's reactor.
And that reactor
doesn't exist any more.
- Here.
- Thank you.
I'm warning you: One more
irradiation and that'll be the end.
And don't come back,
I won't be able to help you.
I won't come back.
- Good luck.
- Thank you.
Cheer up, Jack,
we'll wag our tails yet.
Tsitelman is placing his argumentation
on a Marxist foundation now.
In a few minutes
he'll get to antiparticles.
Tsitelman gets down to antiparticles,
and I'm not there.
I'm going to burst into tears and
leave.
It's me who will burst into tears.
Comrade Kulikov?
What are you doing here?
Waiting for Goosev.
Where's Goosev?
He's recounting "The Three
Musketeers" to the nurses.
That's it!
Let's go, Ilya.
Here I am!
Hi!
Oh, you both are here! Why are you
together and look so gloomy?
I've been here since 3 o'clock.
Sorry, I didn't know.
- You did know.
- Well, perhaps I did.
I have a plane at 5 in the morning.
Let's do something
outstanding.
I have a great idea.
There's a conference going on now.
Oh God!
Tsitelman delivers a report
on antiparticles!
I guarantee it will be
an unforgettable spectacle.
No unforgettable spectacles.
I simply want to eat.
Comrade! Comrade!
- Can you come to us?
- Just a minute.
We've been waiting 40 minutes, comrade!
It's just outrageous!
I hate Moscow restaurants.
You can't imagine how I was
feasted in some lousy Tangier!
Pass me the salt,
I'm going to eat bread.
Ilya, you're not in Africa.
- Excuse me, are you the maitre d'?
- Yes.
We've a guest at that table over there,
the nervous one eating his plate.
Incidentally, he's a three-time
laureate, Doctor of the Academy.
He's leaving for Tangier.
The lady is accompanying him.
Make an order yourself, for 3 persons.
Serving promptly, but with no haste.
This is not the place
for that kind of explanations.
- There will be no other place.
- There're people all around.
What difference does it make?
Everything will be fine now.
What were you scheming here?
Good evening.
Well, there you go!
Why don't you say something?
What's eating you?
No, nothing.
You want to tell me something?
Yes.
We need to talk.
Go ahead.
I'm listening.
- May I?
- Leave it, we'll do it.
Well?
Listen, Mitya...
Look, it's Tsitelman!
He came to celebrate
his triumph with his cretins.
I simply must spoil his celebration.
Oh, Ilya...
Oh Ilya what?
Nothing.
Hello... Goosev.
Hello.
Let's drink, shall we?
Let's drink.
To you.
What did you want to talk about?
How are you?
Fine. So what was it about?
Have you ever thought of me?
Is that important?
It is.
So what's the talk about?
You haven't answered me.
No, I haven't thought about you.
- Do you recognize me now?
- No.
I'm looking at you and see a stranger.
Really?
Does it worry you?
It hurts a bit.
You'll survive.
Certainly I'll try to.
And you?
Look me in the eyes.
Are you going to cry?
Let go!
Are you drinking?
How can you without me?
- How is your Tsitelman?
- It was a flop. Can you imagine?
I tried to console him.
- Where're you going?
- To wash up.
Did you tell him?
What was I supposed to tell him?
What? That we've decided
to get married, so to speak.
When?
I don't remember it.
Stop it. It won't work,
I'm used to your... whims.
You should know better.
Scheming again?
- So you leaving?
- Yes, leaving.
For your reactors?
No reactors,
just an electric discharge.
Really?
Mitya, I have
a business proposition for you.
Come to work with me.
We're getting 12 apartments...
What do I need an apartment for?
For living in it.
I need to finish what I've begun.
- Why 'need'?
- I don't understand.