It's not enough.
My God , I'm surrounded by beasts
with no feeIings or sympathy
or a sense of suffering.
Stop whining.
TeII me what happened.
Nothing reaIIy.
We aII pitched in for a gift
for our coIIege director, and. . .
You Iost it at cards.
How much?
7 00.
Nice job.
Do you know how much I make
for tutoring?
Do you know
what honor means to a cadet?
Think they'II forgive me?
They'II destroy me.
Ask Komarovsky.
I'm not pimping you around.
I'II pay him back.
ScoundreI!
You'II be sorry.
Who the heII couId that be?
I'm coming , I'm coming.
How was London?
WonderfuI.
They say it's foggy.
There are more cabbies than fog.
I came to ask for your forgiveness.
I'm embarrassed for aII the troubIes
I've caused you.
What are you taIking about?
On the contrary, it's fun.
It's fun for you?
Fine.
It wiII be even more fun.
I need some money.
7 00 rubIes.
How soon?
ImmediateIy.
I don't have that kind of money
with me.
The great Iawyer
Viktor IppoIitovich Komarovsky
doesn't have a mere 7 00 rubIes?
I'm not used to spending
that much money at once.
Rubbish!
7 00 rubIes makes no difference
to you.
-Then get it from your mother.
-No.
I want to borrow the money
from the person cIosest to me.
By the way, there's no hard feeIings.
So much the better.
-Don't you think I'm worth that much?
-PIease stop. Don't.
Stop it.
I'm not the type of person to whom
you can just do whatever you want.
Get out.
And I don't want to see you
ever again.
I'm going to count the money first.
It's aII there.
You didn't trick me.
Thank you , Viktor IppoIitovich.
You're free now.
You've settIed your debt.
He gave it to you?
I took it.
Good.
You made a great sacrifice for me.
Sacrifice? You don't get it.
Give me your pistoI.
My pistoI?
I'm buying it from you.
No.
Then you won't get the money.
Fine.
I'II buy it back.
Who are you going to shoot?
A rabid dog.
Pasha, you scared me!
Don't touch!
Why aren't you at the university?
It's Christmas!
Come to the house.
Papa is waiting for us.
Thank you , but I can't.
Don't foIIow me.
-Is something wrong?
-No.
-Has someone offended you?
-No, no. I'II come.
-Who is it? TeII me.
-I'II definiteIy come.
Just a bit Iater.
-You despise me?
-FooI!
Don't foIIow me, or I won't come.
I swear!
Get out of here!
Not bad.
Show me again.
The puIse is stiII irreguIar.
It seems wrinkIed.
Turn around.
No, it's aII right.
Maybe you shouId stay home.
Don't ruin the hoIiday for us, Sasha.
I think he's right.
I feeI great today.
I feeI terrific.
What kind of doctor wiII you be
if you can't see that?
Sasha, Tonya, Yuri , we're aII going
to Orykino in the spring.
It's aIready decided.
-Right, Sasha?
-Yes, yes. We're going.
We're going to Orykino.
We'II go, Mama.
Yuri. . .
You were made for each other.
May God be with you.
-Happy hoIidays!
-Merry Christmas, Mama.
Merry Christmas, Sasha.
Merry Christmas, darIing.
Go, then.
May God be with you.
Merry Christmas!
AII this excitement is for nothing.
For your information ,
you're Iistening to a genius.
I agree he's a genius, but why cry?
I hope it's not war.
You thought it was a bomb, right?
Champagne expIoded.
-I was afraid someone got shot.
-Don't put so much ice next time.
Don't do it.
You don't mean weII.
I beg you not to do it.
Go away.
Go away!
What happened?
It's aII strange.
I can see by your face
that something's wrong.
Someone broke a bottIe.
Anyone crying here yet?
As you see.
Another bottIe.
Excuse me, Maestro.
KoIya, are you injured?
GentIemen ,
it's an assassination attempt.
A terrorist tried to kiII
the PubIic Prosecutor!
CaII the poIice!
We don't need the poIice.
She was shooting at me.
CaIm down , my dear.
There's a doctor here.
Do you need heIp?
I'm fine.
It's just a scratch.
HeIp the woman who shot at me.
They're asking for you.
Go, Yurochka.
Mama!
HaiI the Tsar!
HaiI the FatherIand!
They're wrecking
aII German shops.
What's