continue sitting
this way the entire evening, right?
Of course.
Or we can sit this way
for the rest of our lives.
Now look.
Young gentlemen,
would you help me out with a light?
We will.
I don't move.
Must come themselves.
Please.
What interesting fingers you have.
- You're not a violin player, are you?
- No.
I work in trade. Why?
Your long delicate fingers
indicate a refined psychological frame.
Thank you!
Maybe we can join you?
You can tell us some more.
Sorry, my friend and I
are having a serious talk.
But we can dance with you.
Right, Nadya?
Agreed. We'll dance.
Yuck! How disgusting.
I don't smoke.
Just use it for conversation starter.
So, the first axiom:
If not beautiful, be active.
Listening, right?
Become active. Find your husband yourself.
Only not here, not at a cafe.
Better to find him at your workplace.
It's more stable there,
you have longer contact.
- Are there men at your work?
- Yes.
Would you like to dance?
I forgot! Slipped my mind.
Slipped your mind?!
You were at the movies with a girl.
While we were fighting two big men.
Poor men!
I can only imagine what you two did to them.
You would've had the black eye,
instead of Nadya.
As if they'd give him a black eye.
Volodya could've easily tackled them,
the two drunks.
Why you girls pestering drunk men?
OK, I'll report your
absenses to the group leader.
Go ahead.
If it's such a serious problem,
I can do night duty with a different group.
You can join us.
Our group is level headed.
We don't fight anyone.
Don't pester anyone.
Better to go to the movies,
then serve night duty the way you do it.
I didn't bake this. Mom did.
She's a big culinary master!
Hiding your wedding from us?
You jocking, Misha?
It's my 3rd marriage.
Just honored it in a small family circle.
How's the 3rd husband? Good?
Better than the 2nd.
But... not ideal.
So you don't love this one either?
Thank you!
As La Rochefoucauld said...
in a couple, one person loves
and the other allowes himself to be loved.
Which one of you allowes himself to be loved?
I of course.
Am I so foolish as to love?
Is it bad to love?
It all depends
on the meaning you attach to the word.
The ordinary meaning.
Are there others?
As many as you want.
Nadya, Lyusya and I
can give you lessons on this subject.
We won't charge much!
How about it, Lyus?
Thanks,
but no thanks.
Hi! We're serving.
What's that?
Ah, nothing.
A bandit hit me.
On night duty?
Yeah.
Nadya, you should be more careful!
If you lose your eye,
who will I play with?
I can play with one eye too.
- You should both play this way.
- Of course, you should be equal.
Gena, let's do that!
It'll be more fair that way.
I'll try!
Thank you!
Bye!
I'm here to see you, as promised.
So you weren't jocking then?
Of course not.
This is my profession. My job.
By the way, who's the guy
you were playing with just now?
Gena Sysoev.
A tech assistant from the lab.
OK, he's out. No need to continue.
But you were playing together quite well.
So...
The chubby blond over there, who's he?
Lyosha Pryahin.
Designer, 2nd class.
2nd class won't do. Only 1st.
- He's not exciting to me anyways.
- Of course...
just look at that mug.
We need handsome husbands.
To have perfect harmony.
Who's the one in velvet?
Misha Dyatlov, but he's married.
That's alright. We can get him divorced.
He has 2 daughters.
Really?
Alright, in that case he can live.
Child support payments,
visiting the other woman's kids...
that's not the way to go.
- Not so many men here.
- Yeah.
Listen, what do you think about the boss?
Pyotr Vassilievich?!
It's okay, don't get scared.
We don't need him.
If he was a professor or some Ph.D. ...
Otherwise I can see that
he'll sit behind that desk till retirement.
He's a good person.
You want him?
No, no.
In that case,
only this fine dandy is left.
Yeah, no other options.
He is good looking
but it's probably not possible.
Why?
Do you know