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about eighty, absolutely deaf,
and with an enema bag in her hands.
And, pardon me,
she gave me an enema.
I didn't resist. I decided
it was a custom at their house.
And in the morning I found out
that she just got the wrong room.
After that, of course, I stopped
visiting them as a suitor.
- And what's even more funny...
- It's neither funny, nor proper!
Thank you! My flesh is yearning for
a smoke. I haven't smoked today yet.
Last winter at the opera
I saw a young man cry
under the impact of beautiful music.
- Do you think it's good?
- It's very good.
Then tell me, please,
why the ladies and gentlemen
around him were smiling?
Smiling at what?
- Porfiry Semyonovich.
- I'm listening.
It's them, simple people like him,
are the keepers of morality.
In them is the salvation of our idea.
You're stepping on his foot.
In our time people lived differently,
they loved differently.
We loved women
like gallant knights.
We treated them differently,
we saw in them the best person.
And the woman, Sergey Pavlovich,
is the best person.
Why cheat?
How did that pawn get here?
You put that pawn here.
- Oh, yes, pardon.
- That's right, pardon.
In our time one was ready to go
into fire for one's friends.
And what do we have now?
Now we have firemen
to go into fire.
Let's get serious, however. What
I was talking about the other day...
I see the national idea
as a kind of cloud
filled with a life-giving moisture
ready to irrigate the fields of
culture sown with the seeds of
progress.
Maman doesn't like it...
Poor Russia, our kind country.
Come here, nice dog.
Come here, my little doggie.
Oh, how she whistles, my God!
Just like a mouzhik.
An amazing woman.
Are you going to make your move?
I'm bored, let's finish it later.
When she's winning,
she wouldn't budge.
As soon as she begins to lose,
she's bored.
Anna Petrovna, it's not fair,
let's continue.
Or I'll consider you the loser.
Well, you may consider so.
In that case, you owe me 3 rubles.
With your previous debt, 10.
When may I have the honor of
collecting that money, good woman?
When will the Gypsies be here at last?
Nikolai Ivanovich, I...
I don't like it!
Maman, tell him!
Shall I consider you my debtor
or you'll pay right away?
Sergel, give to this God's fool
ten rubles.
But, maman...
I don't know...
When father was alive...
I don't know...
I'd better go and drink some wine.
The gentry! They're worse than
paisants.
No hygiene! Drowning a chair!
So the woman is the best person,
Porfiry Semyonovich?
The best.
You're a great lover of women,
Porfiry Semyonovich.
Yes, I love women.
I worship them.
It's enough to know
only one woman, you,
to worship all of them.
Oh, God!
The Platonovs are coming!
Well, at last!
- By the way, what do you think of him?
- Michel is a clever man.
I lost my cuff-link while mowing.
Where on earth could I lose it?
I'll go look for it.
One cannot but respect Michel.
Talking to him is a pleasure.
He's a nice man.
Though too hot and captious...
Too young.
God gracious, our Mikhail has swollen
like a devil! A real bull!
His wife has put on weight, too.
Small and round, like a bun!
Would you like some tea?
Come to the table, please.
At long last we're not at home.
This winter has been endless!
For 6 months we haven't seen parquet,
or high ceilings, or even people.
How are you?
Are you good to your stepson?
Of course, I am! He's calling me
maman now, instead of stepmother.
And we were so much bored
throughout the winter.
We ate, we slept, and read
to each other... Too bad...
Why bad? It was a little dull,
but we lived well.
My goodness, they both grew so stout!
Happy people!
We're having Gypsies today,
and a wonderful surprise.
Porfiry Semyonovich,
I can see you! Hello!
But Sergel!
Is that really him?
Where's your long hair, your blouse,
your small tenor? Say something!
- I'm a nincompoop!
- A basso!
A perfect basso!
- It's so stuffy!
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