work to stay home.
You're a male chauvinist?!
Bullshit! I hate those labels!
For the past two years she's
been working anyway.
And before that she's always
done what she's wanted.
I've yet to see a married woman
who does whatever she wants!
You two should get along
splendidly.
My God! You're so beautiful!
Are you Helen?
Nice to meet you. I'm Jill.
In eighteen years, he's never once
said thank you for anything I've done!
What're you talking about?
Did you thank me every time I
came home with a paycheck?
It's ridiculous.
No, it's not. You earned your
paycheck doing what you loved best!
What did I get for my work?!
You've done what women have done
for centuries.
You're such a Male chauvinist!
I never asked for your
sacrifices.
You wanted me to give up my
career!
To compromise all my principles
and live on blood money you got
for making bombs!
Nobody, absolutely nobody forced
you into any of it!
Besides, if you want to talk
about sacrifices, you should
try eating one of your dinners!
I'm an astrophysicist Sasha.
I'm not your cook!
So be an astrophysicist!
Nobody's stopping you.
Professor, you know how much
respect I have for you,
but there is something I wish to
steal.
It is Sasha?
The very one.
Will you permit me?
What can I do?
I can refuse you nothing.
Thank you, professor.
It's so stuffy in here. Let's go
outside for a few minutes.
Come on, let's go.
We'll be back in a minute.
It's right around here.
Moscow. The familiar city of my youth,
and at the same time completely
different.
We've been driving for half an
hour.
A whole half hour without
alcohol.
It might actually be good for
your health.
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.
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.
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.
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