keeps you awake:
where do we go when spring
rages over the world...
Why do we go away when
spring rages over the world?
Oh God, I think I am being late.
Lena, what are your plans for today?
No particular plans.
I'd like to spend the evening at home.
No particular plans...
Where's my bag?
Why don't we go to the Belovs today?
Dad asked us to, have you read his letter?
- Mom, let's pick another evening.
- Here it is.
- I'm up to my neck with my translations.
- I'm up to my neck, too.
But the Belovs get offended.
- They'll get over it.
You know how I love them.
But still...
- It's a quarter to! Are you coming?
- Yes, coming.
No, you run. I'll be a while yet.
- Bye, then.
- Be careful!
- All right.
Walk only on the sidewalks,
do not step onto the road.
Hello? ... What is she like?
Blonde, brunette, redhead?
A blonde?
- Who do you want? Get lost.
Sorry, this wasn't for you.
- This is Zhenya.
- Who?
- Well, Zhenya...
- Hello.
- Excuse me, is this...
- Oh, I got it!
It's good that you called, I was afraid
you would lose the number.
You know, unfortunately, your jacket...
It's at another place.
- Never mind. I'm busy today, too.
Can I call you another time?
Only I don't know your name.
- My name is Lena.
- I see. Got it. Lena.
All right, bye.
- Bye. Call by all means.
I think we should send him
his overcoat and the winter hat.
I don't think they'll finish
before the holidays.
What did Nikolai Nikolayevich say?
That's what he said,
not before the holidays.
- Is he still here?
- Who?
- Nikolai Nikolayevich.
- He flies there Saturday.
Dad asked for cigarettes with filters.
- We had them at the canteen,
I'll buy some.
- There's someone to answer there.
You going anywhere today?
No, I'm waiting for a call.
- If you think seriously about your
post-grad studies... - Mom, I know.
Why is Nikolai Nikolayevich only going now?
I don't understand this.
Why is work a duty to some people
and not to others.
What does it depend on?
The work or the people?
OK, here goes.
Look, what if we re-arrange everything?
You have a passion for re-arranging things.
Let's fix the place first.
Tear off the wallpaper.
Are we moving this?
- Are you in a hurry?
- No, never mind.
I wrote to Klava that you
take your vacation in September.
I don't know, maybe not.
- It depends on him?
- Yes.
I don't want your father to find
everything the same when he returns.
- You see what I mean? You ought to decide.
- Decide what?
You want me to get married?
So consider me married.
- I can't do that. - So do something else.
Think what you like best.
Consider that he is my fiance,
and we are waiting for an apartment.
He is my fiance, and he lives at
his friends' while we're waiting.
Is fiance good enough?
- Why do you talk to me like that?
- I talk normally.
Look, let's really tear off the wallpaper.
- Lena!
- It was practically loose.
- Now we'll live in a stripped room
for who knows how long.
- Otherwise we'd have never
brought ourselves to do it.
Mom, let's make a pact.
I'm getting married.
Everybody's happy. She's getting married,
so no more questions.
And then?
Mom, let's agree that
each lives his own life.
Mom, I have to go.
It's not for long, I'll be back soon...
and then I'll do everything and write everyone.
By the way, give me some money.
I'll give it back.
Back soon. I won't even take the keys.
Guys, I'm in a rush. You can't imagine
the racket at my place.
Relax. This is Lena.
Lena, this is Lyova.
- Why laughing? Something happened?
- I'm not laughing, darling.
Congratulations, old man.
Your report is with Shapovalov now.
- How did this happen?
- He took it right off the typewriter.
- Did he ask you about it?
- Not a word.
The whole institute talks of nothing else.
What can this mean?
An unfinished report.
- We planned to ask you.
- Could be innocent curiosity.
Shapovalov? Innocent?
Nobody knows his interests.
They change daily.
- We