supported by you.
I promise.
- You promise?
- Yes, I won't open my purse.
OK. Deal.
- What meaning of this?
- There is no meaning.
I'll take this money
and put it in my pocket.
After we come back
I'll return it to you.
- If you don't take it...
- OK.
Why do you always argue with me?
Why do we always
sort out our relationship?
Forget it. Stop being mad.
I promise,
everything's gonna be perfect.
It's like we're in Paris now,
do you hearthe music?
- Have you been to Paris?
- No.
Don't play too loud.
I can't hear anything.
- I'm working.
- So am I.
Can you shut up?
I don't hear myself.
Boor.
Dear citizens and guests...
I'll show you
citizens and guests after all...
Continue playing, Beethoven.
- We invite you for a wonderful trip...
- How long are you gonna do that?
..by our comfortable bus.
- OK, I got it.
- Hello.
- Who is that?
- Who is it?
- Hi, Mom.
I remember, I'll be there soon.
Isn't that Rook?
Rook!
- My dear Rook. Hi. My dear!
- Do want to have a ride?
Olya, where are you going?
- Did you miss me?
- Let's have a ride.
- Don't be afraid.
- Come on, let me help you.
You make money with his help?
- He is a nice guy.
- Who let you take him forthat?
- Have a ride.
- Is it good making money using him?
And you think
you don't need to take care of him?
- Look at his teeth.
- Don't touch him.
- You don't touch him!
- Leave us alone!
- Leave us!
- Are you crazy?
- I have taken care of him for 8 years.
- What are you talking about?
- And you're making money using him!
- Stop it, Olya!
I'll call in the club.
Calm down, maybe it's not Rook.
Maybe he looks like him.
I have taken care of him for 8 years.
Calm down, don't cry.
Don't worry, nobody's riding him.
Nobody's making money using him.
He's fed. He's a nice horse.
Olya, please stop crying.
- Stop it, my dear.
- I stopped.
- Stop it.
- I stopped.
Petya is going to show up soon
and you are crying.
- What can I do?
- Exactly, you can't do anything.
Calm down, my dear.
- What should I do to calm you down?
- Nothing.
If you want I can scream
that I love you.
- I love Olga Malakhova!
- Stop it!
- I love Olga Malakhova!
- Stop it!
- You are crazy!
- I love Olga Malakhova!
What are you doing?
How do you know my last name?
I saw it in your passport.
- You promised not to look.
- I saw only your last name.
Whole city knows
that you love Olga Malakhova.
- Hi.
- Hello.
What have you done to him,
so he's screaming?
I haven't done anything?
Maybe that's my fault.
- Whatever.
- Why are you going at her?
It was a drama here.
I don't like dramas. I prefer action.
Are we gonna stand here?
Let's go.
Let's have a drink somewhere,
orthe girl doesn't drink?
That is not the case.
She just can't sit.
She injured her spinal column.
Congratulations.
You'll carry her in a wheelchair soon.
- She fell off a horse.
- How often does that happen to her?
What a boor!
Olga, please don't be mad at him.
I'm not. He speaks that way
with everyone. Forget it.
- Where are we going to?
Why do you care?
Olga and I, by the way,
are going to Moscow.
We could do it without you.
Olga asked me to invite you.
If that so, why doesn't she speak?
Why don't you speak?
You can't speak either?
- No, I can't.
- Tell me something.
- I'm sorry.
- What for?
For being silent.
Why are you silent?
- I'm just shy a little.
- Don't be shy.
Tell me something about yourself.
Who are you? Where are you from?
And why do you play games
with my simple-hearted friend Alexey?
- I don't play games.
- Hey, leave my girlfriend alone.
- Are you his girlfriend?
- I don't know.
- No, tell me.
- I don't know, I met him not long ago.
You see?
And you said it's your girlfriend.
They are all the same.
- You didn't understand me.
- You got it?
I'm not used to answer such questions,
but why do you disconcert me?
Disconcert? What a word.
Petya, stop showing off. Stop it!
You know what I'm thinking