Anna,
but they have gotten tired
of one another.
Do you realize?
There is no more attraction between them.
These young people!
What will happen?
He is good looking
and she's not bad either.
He is very cute,
he looks like a kitten.
I like to call him,
"young kitten."
Tell him that's what I call him.
-He has noticed you.
-Really?
He said:
"What a nice manicure you do!
Also that your husband is quite big.
It's true, your husband is big.
It's that I am tiny, not that he is big.
But I do like big men.....
Do you know what?
-What?
-Shrimp is the food of the gods.
You have already eaten a lot.
-Do you want to put them in the kettle?
-Sure!
- Will you put them in the hot water?
- The shrimps must be boiled alive.
- Haven't you ever eaten them?
- I think a long time ago.
Then you have never lived!
What is there that's better than shrimps?
See you later.
-Do you know who it is?
-Who is it?
It's Sviridova,
and you chat in that way!
Is she not a woman?
And a normal woman.
But behaves
as if she were special.
-She's not evil is she?
-Yes.
Just not bad!
A man with a beard often visits her,
he is not evil.
-Do you have mice, rats?
-Why?
No.
-In the electrical shop?
-Yes.
I have a question.
Who bought a recorder with
home delivery?
-They delivered it?
-Yes.
I wanted to know the date of purchase,
the First or after March 15th?
-It's not possible.
-Why? check the reciept.
We don't give out this information
I call from the Regional Council,
my name is Sviridova.
Wait a minute.
Here.
It was purchased on February 20th
with home delivery.
-Definately before March 15th?
-Yes.
Thank you
15 MARCH
Who will be here?
Only your husband?
Why? I have my work
and you have yours.
What job would it be, if I don't like it?
You don't love me, that's all.
Try to understand,
there are various professions.
- The sailors for years...
- You don't love me.
Why do you keep saying that?
Because I want us to be together.
Alright,
come away with me, pack your things
I'm completely serious.
Me too, take your things and we'll go.
-Should I cook you something?
-Not if you don't want to.
Let's go then.
I will give up everything
and go to who knows where?
It's here I wanted you, always "mine".
And what about me?
You are selfish!
Worse than ever,
my affair went
worse than ever.
Then suddenly,
went up in smoke,
reduced to ashes.
For a whole year
I lived happy and content,
then she left me
And here I am,
again, between my happy affairs.
Affairs!
My affair torments me every day.
They are reduced to ashes
songs and poems,
all rubbish!
-Enough!
-I have another song.
On the Vatican
it had stopped raining,
the Pope had gone...
Stop it, you cannot always play and sing!
I want you to love me other ways.
How?
I want you to let go of everything for me,
Everything you know.
You talk like a book!
I cannot stay at home
and wait for you to return.
Why at home? You have already worked
for the Director of the Mines.
The papers, the accounts...
Slowly I would start to hate you.
Where is my clock?
Where have I put it?
We belong to two different tribes,
I am of the tribe of the Mumba-Jumba
and you from the tribe of Miki-Naki.
Don't you want to us? Give us a try.
Don't you want to rest
after your wanderings?
And don't you want to rest
from this daily grind?
It's incredible!
My Dear we are not goats.
We and you eat fried men,
we start from the head,
you from the feet.
And this is the fundamental differrence.
However we are near in the spirit,
the other tribes eat boiled men.
Certain savages have not yet
been civilized
and eat men raw.
Now nobody eats men alive,
thanks to progress.
You turn everything into a joke,
you reason as if you had
an eternity before you.
And as if I was 18 years old.
Here's a clock, on my wrist.
I have forgotton are you