out here?
I'll get your bag for you.
I don't trust you. I have
an expensive birch switch in it.
- Why did you go to the bath?
- You won't understand.
Hello! Moscow? Galya?
Yes. Can I speak with Lukashine?
He left for the airport.
Just a stranger.
Tell me, how did he end up
at your place?
I'll explain everything.
Last night Zhenya
went to a bathhouse.
What are you talking about?
He has a bath at home.
It's a tradition they have.
Every year he and his school
friends...
You've known each other for
many years?
No, we met several hours ago.
My home address
is the same as his in Moscow.
Apt. 12, 25, 3rd Constructors St.
And he came here thinking,
it was his home.
So you know his Moscow address.
Please...
Calm down.
Don't order me about.
- Let me help you.
- I don't want any help from you.
My hands are cold.
It's as simple as that.
You crook.
No, you got the wrong idea.
Galya, don't hang up, please.
Zhenya is a very good man,
a very kind one.
I must admit, I envy you, Galya.
Yes, I do like him a lot.
You must forgive him.
Why are you defending him?
Are you married?
What does that have to do with it?
You're not then.
So he flew to Leningrad
to see in the New Year with you.
- How old are you?
- Not very young.
- Your last chance?
- Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Me? Ashamed?
I didn't steel your fiance.
Galya, you got it all wrong!
You are a vamp.
In the end at the last moment
he'll dump you too.
I'm sorry.
I'm terribly sorry, but I left
my bag with the birch switch.
Galya called.
Galya?
How did she find out the number?
Oh yes, I told her myself.
And you have a simple number.
I tried to explain everything,
but she didn't believe me.
I told her you left to the airport.
I see...
Yes, thank you.
Well, I'll be going now.
- Good luck.
- Thank you very much.
Once again sorry for the intrusion.
- Thank you.
- That was nothing.
I'm off...
I just wanted to say...
What?
Can I call you some time?
Do you remember my phone number?
14-50-30.
Call me.
- Happy New Year!
- Thank you.
- Happy New Year to you too.
- Thank you.
Well... I'm off.
But how will you get to the airport?
- Buses don't run yet.
- I'll get there somehow.
Go then.
Go.
What are you doing?
I'm leaving.
You're looking for a pretext to stay.
Yes, I am. But I can't find one.
And I can't find
a pretext to delay you.
- What shall we do?
- Really?
Then I'll take off my coat
and stay for awhile.
Sit down please.
- Here, let me take it.
- No, no, it's all right.
- Want some herring?
- No, no, thank you.
Maybe Champagne?
I would like to sing for you.
Please do.
Because the pause is too long?
Perhaps.
I don't sing very well,
but I like to sing.
"If you don't have an aunt".
Performed by...
Let it be
"The aria of the Moscow visitor".
If you don't have a house,
It can not be destroyed by a Fire,
And your wife will not leave
you for another,
If you don't, if you don't
If you don't have a wife,
If you don't have a wife.
If you don't have a dog,
It won't be poisoned
by your neighbour.
You will never get into a fight
with your friend,
If you don't, if you don't,
if you don't have a friend,
If you don't have a friend.
The orchestra is playing bass,
The trumpet-player
is blowing his brass,
Think for yourself,
decide for yourself: to have or not to have.
If you don't have an aunt,
You won't lose her,
And if you don't live,
You won't die,
You won't die,
You won't die.
The orchestra is playing bass,
The trumpet-player blows his brass.
Think for yourself,
decide for yourself: to have or not to have.
To have or not to have.
That's all.
A philosophical song.
I took the guitar with
a certain idea in mind.
Now you as a hospitable hostess
have to sing for me.
But you said you didn't like
my singing.
I like it. I lied. I lie.
All the time?
Almost.
A beautiful photograph.
I like it too. Even though
it was made almost 10 years ago.
Ten years?
You