isn't it?
- Olya, I don't have any money.
- So what?
Petya you have to work today.
I'll go to grab some beer.
Money is not a problem, guys!
- Buy me a bottle too.
- And one for me.
- You don't drink.
- I do. Yes, I do.
- You don't drink.
- Want a beer?
After such adventure I want to drink.
Petya, tell him that I'm an adult.
- Olya, are you sure?
- This is my treat.
- Which do you want?
- I don't care.
- Which?
- I don't care.
Malakhova, good girl.
I'm gonna drink foryou.
Olga, you surprised me. Be careful.
- Do you still love me?
- I hate you.
- No, seriously.
- I am serious.
- You like Petya, don't you?
- He's nice.
And what about me?
So are you.
Maybe we should leave this place?
- Let's get out.
- He'll get mad.
He'll understand.
- I can't do that.
- Okay, I'm kidding.
It seems to me,
that you speak only to him.
- Are you jealous?
- Even if I am.
Are you serious?
I was trying to be his friend
only to make you feel better.
- For me?
- Yes.
- Really?
- Honestly.
Excuse me.
Hello.
Yes. Just a minute.
Drink this foamy beer.
- Is this one for me?
- No, for Olya.
You can drink, I don't care.
Who does keep calling you?
Different people.
Now a friend called me.
Why didn't you ask herto join us?
She's got flu. She is in bed.
That's why she called.
It's so boring to stay at home.
- Give me the beer.
- Take it.
Let's go somewhere to sit.
It's too dirty here.
You can't sit, Olya.
I forgot.
- Let's go.
- Where?
Let's go to Tuchkov,
to pass all streets quicker.
- Why?
- I don't know. I don't like it here.
My darling, you're not right.
Look at this magnificent cathedral.
Yeah, you're right.
Anyway, I don't like it here.
Some pipes are everywhere.
There are so many pipes here.
Everything honks here.
Especially in spring.
I can always hear it.
By the way, can you whistle?
- What do you mean?
- Using two fingers.
I can.
I can show you.
Did you see that?
I have learned
fortwo months to do that.
All my flat was in salvia.
- And why did you do that?
- For no reason.
Once I imagined that I left my home.
I have lived
in lofts for several months.
So it's a horrible story.
And I got in touch with some gang.
A leader of that gang became my lover.
He was so ugly. He drank.
I can't understand how I lived with him.
But that's not important.
We robbed in a company.
And I supposed to be as an alarm signal.
And since such people
should know how to whistle
I learned how to do that.
Wait, I don't understand.
Are you serious? Did that happen?
No, I made it up.
She told me that she was Bill Clinton,
when she was taking a bath.
It's something special.
What should I do
if I like fantasizing?
I know what you should do.
You should be a writer.
You can write detective stories.
I would believe.
- You can make lots of money with that.
- I have already thought about it,
but I'm not interested,
because I have enough money.
Oh, a rich fianc? E?
Not a rich, but not a poor either.
I inherited a lot from my grandfather.
Actually I haven't got it yet,
but soon I will.
- Who was your grandfather?
- A sculptor.
He was making
Lenin's all overthe world.
Great.
Yeah, he argued with my mother
when she got married to her student.
He was from Mozambique. He was black.
Ever since
my grandfather couldn't forgive her.
And he didn't talk till he passed away.
She got divorced already,
got married my father.
And he inherited everything to me:
The country house, the flat, the car.
I need to wait for a half a year,
so I could sell the flat.
Wait, Olya, why do you have to sell it?
We'll live there together.
We can start even tomorrow.
Well done. She's got a portion.
What have you got?
I can buy a car.
Something like this?
Good car.
No, I don't think so.
Why?
What don't you like?
Because this inheritance
is a very complex story.
I've made this story up 2 minutes ago.
She made it up.
You started dreaming
when she made it up.
I've