actually be good for
your health.
SASHA (VOICE-OVER):
I hoped to find here the answers
to the questions
I am struggling with, instead
I've got more questions.
Will I manage to find answers to
them?
And this is where we live these
days.
When my daughter was born, I
applied for a new place.
It took three years. You remember
my old communal apartment -
what a rough time I had with
Elena there.
Now we have two rooms. It's
pretty far, but it's alright.
The Metro is fast.
Is Elena coming right back?
Uh uh. She is spending the
night at her grandparents'.
There's your vodka.
Is she my daughter?
What difference does it make?
What do you mean, what
difference? I want to know.
Don't bother asking, I'm not
going to tell you anyway.
Let's drink to the mysteries in
life, um?
Natasha, wait...
Don't say a word, Sasha. I am
not blind, I have seen your
harem of women.
Look at me. Look at me.
My body is just as good as
twenty years ago.
Aren't you happy I brought you
here?
Tomorrow we'll dance the tango
at my parents'.
You won't believe this. All the
old records are still there.
Nothing has changed at their
house.
Do you remember the old church
next door?
The one that used to be all
nailed up?
We used to sneak in at night?
It's being restored.
It looks like new.
We'll go there,
I'll show you around.
Mom! It's me.
SASHA (VOICE-OVER):
This girl. She did not even
exist when I left.
Everyone hardly changed at all,
but out of nowhere,
as if out of sea foam - there
she was.
There was something mystical
about that.
Don't come in here.
I am not alone.
I know you're not.
Why did you come back then?
It's my house too.
It is. Now go to sleep, darling.
SASHA (VOICE-OVER):
All my days in Moscow I couldn't
stop thinking about Elena
and, look, here she was.
Now she will move furniture all
night long.
SASHA (VOICE-OVER):
The presence of this girl
was definitely changing my
perception of the world.
Do you know how it is in science
fiction,
when you return from a trip to
the past
to find out you accidentally
changed something?
Both your past and your present
are no longer yours.
They may seem the same at first
glance,
but you look closer and no -
there is this girl.
So, you inevitably start
re-examining everything else,
including yourself.
We cannot be the same, life
cannot go on as before.
Good morning.
Good morning. Although I am not
sure it is morning yet.
I've wanted to talk to you.
Let's walk.
Sure, let's. After all, what
else is there to do around here
at this time?
Oh, sure. In America, you can
probably go to a cafe at three
in the morning,
at 5 in the morning, at 7
o'clock.
Yes.
I hate it! I hate all of this.
Because there aren't any cafes?
Because there isn't any life.
Don't make jokes, sir.
Do you think you're my father?
I don't really know.
What do you think?
I don't know. But I don't think
so.
According to my papers, I am
sixteen.
Which means that you left at least
six months before she got pregnant.
Of course, she could've forged
them.
Who?
My mother. She can do anything.
You're so harsh.
I hate her.
She is an old lying bitch.
Well, obviously our perspectives
are a little different.
Want to know what I think of
your mother?
Yeah.
She's a lovely, talented woman.
A hard worker. Alone, she
managed not only to have a
career in science,
but to raise you as well.
That's a miracle in itself.
Through all this she's retained
a youthful sense of romanticism.
You call her a liar, but I'd
rather think of her as romantic.
Because she lies? Yeah?
We were talking about tomorrow.
You know what she wants to do?
She was dreaming of showing me
an old church.
I'm sure. She takes all her men
to that stupid church.
She's been there a thousand
times.
You are cruel.
You're cruel! Don't you see?
If you loved her even a little
bit, you wouldn't make her sound
like such a saint.
I don't think I understand.
And what do you