as we are.
You will become the same as me.
Felix! Do you really love me?
Look to me, I am... your mirror.
Not bad, it's well stated.
Felix, it needs special talent! You have to
obtain pleasure from the immortality!
It is not the same as drink a glass of vodka!
This not as to write a short story!
Why do you persuade me! Persuade your
dinosaurs, so that they would leave me.
I don't need your immortality.
Please, please!
Calm down, Felix Alexandrovich!
Immorality is one of the cherished
dreams of the of humankind.
Greatest of the greats would not feel shy
to go after the immortality,
beeng by the belt in the blood.
Are you filled by pride, Felix Alexandrovich?
Or you still do not believe?
First of all, I really don't believe.
It is foolish! You cannot be
too rational, it's stupid!
And the secondly, you do not propose
me immortality! You propose murder!
Yes, yes, murder, Felix, murder!
Keep silent!
I never really liked you.
But now you are simply loathsome.
What a villain are you,
Kostya, simply scoundrel.
But to kill? No. It's, nonsense.
My friend, do you want to get
everything by gift? It is amusing.
And how much in your life
did you obtain by gift?
Get the turn into the cooperative,
even then you will be dirty.
But here is immortality!
Gentlemen, just think!
Pushkin died, and these are immortal!
Here he is, full size smelly moralist!
Do you understand now, who he is?
Both life and immortality are
granted to us by the Fate.
Life is given to us by the sins
of parents free of charge,
but for the immortality you have to pay.
Felix Alexandrovich does not like
the price, that is necessary to pay.
But it is not so terrible.
Well, internally he will concentrate, inflate,
well, will stop up nose,
if it turns him from the soul.
Felix Alexandrovich, do you think, that you
will saw your rival's throat by dull knife?
Only on the swords!
Only on the swords!
Why on the swords? Pills.
Two small identical pills, by the color,
by the view and smell.
You take one, rival remained,
and all will be solved in half a minute.
And no tortures, no spasms.
Prescription is very old, many times tested.
Note, no pain of the conscience! Just Fate!
Only on the swords!
Generally on the swords is more entertainment.
Gentlemen! I have to resemble again:
no actions in this apartment!
And with your pills, prince, also.
- No traces!
- No!
I guarantee, simply the man will have
infarct or apoplectic impact.
No! No! No!
Not today and not here.
And let line sums.
- You, prince, are for the competitor?
- Of course.
You, madam, also?
I do not say about Kurdyukov,
I even do not ask him.
Captain?
In every possible way I ask your
forgiveness, Master, but I am against.
And excuse me, Madame,
and you, your Excellency!
I want no one to offend,
and no one I want to catch.
However I have my opinion in this question.
And, it is, say so, suffered.
I know Mr. Basavryuk quite from
my beginning, long ago.
And we don't have to wait
from him something sudden.
Yes?
And you did expect  present
charming night, captain?
In this charming night, Madame,
of course, is little charm,
but there is also nothing entirely poor in it.
Everything will calm down.
Everything will be on a way.
Mr. Basavryuk is weak man. He stumbled,
and perhaps he will stumble more.
He's painfully timid,
but nevertheless he's our, our.
But Mr. writer, no offence...
I do not believe you, Mr. writer!
I did not believe and I never will believe!
And it's not therefore, that you are bad!
You are a stranger, Felix Alexandrovich!
You will be in our small company
as a splinter in the living body.
And for us all it will be better,
if you not existed. Entirely.
Excuse me generously, if I offended,
I hadn't intention.
Thanks, captain, I will never forget you!
Excuse me, Master! Excuse me, Master!
Well, well, I will consider. I will consider.
Well, gentlemen. It means,
voices were divided equally.
My voice