alive.
All right, fly on.
Congratulations, guys,
on the start of the expedition.
We're leaving the Solar system.
Everybody get to
carrying out your work tasks.
Prepare for starting up
annihilator engines.
Well, guys, we got there.
Attention all on board, we've
reached the rated speed.
Are we really flying
at the speed of light?
Almost.
I'm amazed myself.
Now we're entering
the state of weightlessness.
- Just like in movies.
- Shall we swim?
Go on, swim, bathe in extreme
sensations.
But hurry up, in 5 minutes l'm
switching on the artificial gravitation.
Girls, how are you doing?
Everything's all right here.
Everything's normal.
And you, Varya?
Wait a minute.
Where is it,
your weightlessness?
Disconnect your magnet shoes
and push off real hard.
Hi!
Hi! Hi!
Just terrific!
Isn't it terrific, guys?
There it is, the weightlessness!
All the water and fish have
jumped out of the aquarium.
Kuteishchikova, I've
never expected this from you.
Cover it from above.
Your time is up.
Switching on artificial gravity
field at a 10-minute warning.
Catch it, or the fish
will flop on the floor.
You can catch it in a pan.
Wait, it's going to smash.
Don't switch it on.
Varya, l'm swimming to help you.
Look, a tape-recorder.
Where from?
Surprise
What happened there?
Hurry up over there.
What about me, guys?
Damn!
Are you all right?
- It must be that damned glue.
- You need help?
I'll manage myself.
Go to the Surprise.
Vitya, help me!
Turn on the magnetic shoes.
Use your brains.
Hi!
Well, you're all we need now!
Don't be angry.
Why are you angry?
Don't you see that a man
is hanging upside down?
Get down now!
- I can't.
- Disconnect the shoes.
They're glued up.
- Hello, Fedya.
- Hello.
Everything has poured out of you.
How did you get up in the sky?
Tricks of weightlessness
and my indispensable glue.
I'm here by accident.
What do you know!
- Unlace your shoes.
- Right.
Attention all units!
The artificial gravity field
is being brought into effect.
Fedya, don't unlace.
Fedya, hold on!
Guys, l'm falling!
Take the finger away!
Take the finger away now!
Don't panic, Lob,
I'll put something under you.
This bathtub, for one.
You couldn't even
put the bathtub properly.
You landed perfectly.
Oh, how hot it is!
Everyone report immediately to
the Surprise class module.
The crew is late for studies.
One has to study even here.
Under the bridge, the water from
melted snow
ran murmuring down the gutter.
The falling soft snow
was covering the rutted road.
It's Varya.
Her 'a' has a long tail.
But her 's' is quite different.
So it's not Varya.
And not Julia, either.
Definitely not Julia.
Look at her 't'.
And all her letters
are somewhat potbellied.
Perhaps that girl remained on Earth?
Moccasins or mocassins?
We're in space, not on Earth.
Use your brains.
Why use brains?
One should know that.
For the next lesson,
take paragraphs 298 and 299.
Goodbye.
- You wrote all of it?
- Yes.
Are you dumb or what?
Pashka, this is Proxima Centauri.
That's what it's like, the nearest
neighbor of our Sun.
How long do we have
to fly to Cassiopeia?
Yeah...
And who wrote
that damned note?
An inexcusable spinelessness.
Why did you let Lob stay on the ship?
You're like a baby.
What else could I do?
Sacrifice a reconnaissance capsule
and send him back to Earth.
He may ruin
the entire expedition,
and we won't come into contact
with an extraterrestrial civilization.
As a matter of fact, you made
a mistake back on Earth
when you let him into
the ship with the journalists.
- Who could know then?
- You!
Misha + Katya = love
Who wrote this?
I'm asking,
who wrote this?
I got fed up with it back on Earth!
And I demand
that the one who wrote this
would apologize to Katya.
Because all this is not true!
Why should I
apologize to her?
Because.
No way. Who is she
for me to apologize to her?
- Oh, who is she?!
- Some penguin in love.
Stop