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RED ARROW
TV CHANNEL RUSSIA
present
With government financial support
from Ministry of Culture of the Russian Federation.
REKUN-CINEMA PRODUCTION
A special thank you to Mihail Prohorov
for supporting this film.
Next.
- May I come in?
- Yes.
What's your complaint?
Cough.
Cough? Strong one?
Yeah.
Dry or with mucus?
Dry one.
- Undress.
- It's hard to breathe.
Ok, I see.
Undressed? Go to the desk.
- Do you smoke?
- Yes.
A lot?
Yeah.
Ohh, you should quit smoking.
Yeah, I know.
Inhale.
Hold your breath.
You can breathe.
Obstructive bronchitis.
Pneumonia...
STILYAGI (HIPSTERS)
MOSCOW 1955
Ivan, Klim, Nikolai...
Come from that side.
Elena, Slava - over there.
Lyuba, give me the tool.
How disgusting!
Raid!!!
Cut-cut-cut!
Get your hands off my shoes!
You don't have the right!
Mels!
Can you walk?
Hurts a lot!
So can you walk?
I'll go fetch the guys.
Don't.
I probably broke my leg.
All because of you.
Okay.
Get up.
Get up, get up.
What's your name?
Mels.
And you?
Polina.
Polly.
For those who know me,
Good Time Polly.
Why Good Time?
You'll see.
Now you know.
Come to Broadway.
You'll have a good time.
What a nice evening...
Why do some people not want to live
like everyone else?
So how did it happen, Mels?
I didn't run her down.
You? The athletic champion
of our department?
I am telling you, Katya...
I stumbled and fell into the water.
It can happen to anybody.
I just don't understand why you are taking it so lightly? "I didn't run her down!"
We are not playing a game of tag here.
Every stilyaga is a potential criminal.
It's only one step
from saxophone to the knife.
Know what, Commissar...
I probably better file a written report
about it tomorrow?
About how I ran, how I stumbled and fell into the water...
Alright, Mels, why are you so?
I was being your friend.
Don't take it so hard.
We'll find that stilyaga door mat.
She won't get away.
The man and the cat are
crying by the window,
Grey rain is coming down
on to the window.
The E.R. is coming
to the man and the cat.
The poor man is sick to his head.
The doctor is coming, coming through the snowy plain.
He is bringing the healing powder
for the people.
The man and the cat will
take that powder,
And their grief and melancholy
will subside.
The man and the cat can
hardly count the days,
Instead of the blue sky
a grey ceiling is above them.
The man and the cat go
flying at night,
But it's only a dream and it doesn't
grow them real wings.
The doctor is coming, coming through the snowy plain.
He is bringing the healing powder
for the people.
The man and the cat will
take that powder,
And their grief and melancholy
will subside.
Where are you? Where are you? The white ambulance.
The man is screaming
inside his shanty abode.
But the walls are deaf,
the pipes are like veins,
And the toilet cistern beats fast
like a heart.
The doctor is coming, coming through the snowy plain.
He is bringing the healing powder
for the people.
The man and the cat will
take that powder,
And their grief and melancholy
will subside.
Where have you been all night again?
On night duty.
Come here, sit.
Don't start again, mom...
Can't you understand that I'll be fired?
That I'll go sweep the yard...
That is if I can be trusted with a broom...
How can I manage people,
when in my own home
I have raised a spy.
For 10 years after the death of your father...
I didn't so much as look at a man.
Where are your despicable clothes?
Where is your American trash?
I'll throw it out! I'll burn it!
I'll make you go naked outside!
You have everything.
What else do you need?
Ungrateful swine you are.
For what did I bring you up?!
For you to flash with your undies from underneath the skirt?!
What are you looking at? What are

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