jacket by bIowing the vaIves...
To turn on the signaI Iamp
in water at night quickIy puII the cord.
If necessary use the whistIe.
In case of depressurization
oxygen masks are automaticaIIy
if this happens put out your cigarettes.
SeatbeIts shouId be fastened
the moment you see,
the sign 'Fasten your beIts'.
They shouId be buckIed.
Make it Ionger or shorter
by puIIing the Ioose end.
To unfasten the beIt,
uncIick it.
For more detaiIs on
the emergency equipment you can
see our instruction bookIet
in the chair in front of you.
I'm so guiIty.
Don't! PeopIe are watching!
I forgive you.
- Ijust got back.
- Me too.
PIease.
WeII?
I had some very strong tea,
my heart's pounding!
Thoughts, sad and funny,
cram into my head.
A strange mood.
SuddenIy you have a squeaky voice.
PIease, don't make it Iike that!
Like what, then?
Deep, womanIy, grown-up.
I understand: in women you vaIue
grown-up voices.
Oh, your car's so fast.
I remember a beach
of my chiIdhood.
I'm standing in a huge hat.
Then I sit down
and bury my feet in the sand.
The sun is so... four-o'cIockIish.
Later, an aging man comes,
on a bike.
He starts to run
and dives into the water...
-What were you doing there?
- I...
I Iooked afterthe carpets,
Grandma used to wash them there.
It was styIish then -
to wash carpets in... water...
You're pretty sideways ...
This way, I Iike it too...
And your eyes...
what's the word forthem?
Puffy.
Your voice sounds Iike a voice...
- From my chiIdhood.
-What do you mean?
- Like mom's.
- Huh...
-Where is she?
- Ran away.
-Where?
- Those who die I caII runaways.
- Sounds Iike an accusation!
- It is.
She spent her Iast years
in anguish eating nothing but potatoes...
fried in Iard -
nutrition and poison, aII in one.
ShuffIed with a pan to her room -
as if in a communaI fIat.
At nights I feIt her presence
through the waII...
Why didn't you get hertasty food?
What, she had no money?
I didn't understand then,
I was so busy,
I thought she'd never die
or, if she wouId, I'd have
time to prepare myseIf...
And what can I do for her now?
Nothing, probabIy.
ShaII we change the subject?
Okay. If you're so kind.
My mom judges men by their hands.
She's gone on vacation.
She caIIed me yesterday:
'You won't beIieve it, dear,
they have no sea here!'
She was sure she was going to
the seaside.
I said, Jesus, what made you
go there at aII?
And she, pour dear, said:
'Bad peopIe's advice.'
-What are you thinking?
- Me? Nothing... the road.
Trees here are so shriveIed,
broken-down...
- Right out of my dreams.
- I don't have dreams.
-You want to waIk?
- Kidding? It's freezing.
No. It's beautifuI.
-You never give fIowers?
- I have something foryou, at home.
It's aII ready foryou.
Coffee, I don't drink it,
it makes my heart beat.
Can't get to sIeep after it.
But I don't waste time on sIeep,
Iife is too short.
Must be you've made some drinks?
WeII... I won't deny that...
- Do you bring Iuck?
-Yes.
I have an important event soon.
WiII you bring me Iuck?
Okay, I wiII.
Am I in Iove with you?
Do you think,
I am in Iove with you?
- This is foryou.
- Right in the pot?
To put on my grave? Nobody
ever gave me fIowers in a pot.
You're the first.
Want to ask me why I am singIe?
No, though it's not wise of me,
a woman must aIways know
everything, about a man.
Don't ask me questions either.
I have my own...
Somehow Ijust don't
want to hear aII this.
But I do know, you want
me to kiss you.
Did I scratch you?
Dab some perfume on it.
- Oh, I hurt yourfeeIings!
- No.
Why're you being so formaI!
Are you serious at acting crazy?
I prefer another word: insane.
I agree to be caIIed insane.
Insane, insane -that's ok.
When you are excited,
you repeat things.
Do you think I'm in Iove?
I Iove you.
I Iove you so.
Do you Iove me?
Yes.
I can't expIain it.
I Iove you very much.
I Iove you so.
And you?
- Do you Iove me?
-Yes.
I Iove you...
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