the director,
"You're a thief
and your aura's no good."
They put her in jail.
She never saw auras again.
I once asked her
when I was a kid,
"What is an aura?
What does it look like?"
"She said, "Like an egg.
Stretched out and round."
"Because of this, people
look a lot like eggs."
"I ask her,
"Who hatches from people?"
"Chicks hatch from eggs -
so what hatches from people?"
"She says,
"I'll find out after I die."
She died today.
I promised to mend her fence,
never had time. Too late now...
May she rest in peace.
And you, Katya,
you don't remember her?
I don't.
See, fella, who you wound up with.
Doesn't remember her relatives.
She isn't Katya. You've
mistaken her for someone else.
Okay, here you are. Get out.
And then
the Russian Uitzrahor Zhrugr
a demon of the statehood,
mad with fear and losses,
bore masses of Zhrugrites
who started a desperate fight
to consume their father's heart
and thus to succeed him.
Never before was
the state so weak.
The American Uitzrahor Stebing
became stronger than ever.
Money is American.
Food is American.
Movies, music.
Everything is American.
And that is a manifestation of
what I'm talking about.
Yesterday, I looked at
a milk carton and it read,
"There is no death."
I felt blessed!
"I looked again - and all it
said was, "No preservatives."
I had misread it.
Nothing is a misreading,
and nothing is accidental.
And cometh up is Navna's wedding
in the Heavens of Russia.
Which we await like
manna from the sky.
But whatever happens,
Navna, the collective soul
of the Russian nation,
Must enter the Heavenly Kremlin!
It was Her, Navna,
who I saw today!
And it was Her
you've let go twice already!
How can we bring Her back?
I mean, how do we get
Her back to heaven?
We aren't really going to?
Yes.
And we'll escort Her,
unless we are stopped
by the Enemy.
We had to hospitalize
two orderlies.
I don't know what came over me.
When did a psychiatrist last
examine you?
What?
Never mind.
She is mentally ill.
The world of these kind of patients
is depressing and mysterious.
Much horror. Much happiness.
It is a special universe.
But the horror is greater
than the happiness.
Normal people rarely encounter
this other world.
Fortunately.
No one knows
why people go insane.
Only doctors know how thin
is the border
between normal and insane,
and how easily it can move.
Did she ever tell you that she
has the blood of seagulls,
and artificial skin?
Ivan, look at me. I understand
how you must feel.
She can influence people.
Her feelings become your feelings.
Her impulse becomes your impulse.
Her desires become your desire.
In my opinion, this is all because
of her enlarged pituitary gland.
Strange, isn't it?
Strange indeed.
Doctor, may I ask you
to unbind me?
Of course.
But I want to warn you.
You're a sensitive guy.
You've been through a lot.
Be careful
or else you'll end up with
a nervous disorder.
- Volodya!
- What?
- A chair.
- What chair?
Ivan, you need to get some
proper rest.
Yes, I need some sleep.
But, you'll pay for everything!
Looking like a tiger with
a golden cone on his head,
the American Uitzrahor Stebing
killed the Fourth Zhrugr of Russia.
And the Underground Russia shook,
and the vaults of the Drukkarg fell.
After ages of imprisonment,
out came the soul.
Navna, the collective soul
of the Russian people.
She went up to the domes
of Heavenly Russia.
But Stebing, with myriads of
demons, stood in Her way.
Our blessed warriors
met Stebing and Navna
at the border of our level
of reality.
Alexander I and Vladimir
Soloviev were there,
as well as Pushkin, Lermontov,
and Leo Tolstoy.
Not only the blessed warriors of
Heavenly Russia were there,
but also Abraham Lincoln
and Jawaharlal Nehru.
They saved Navna from
this new imprisonment!
But the warriors of the
antigod, in their inhuman rage,
prevented the ascension
of the highest entity Navna.
Now She's