roll call.
He misses living in a communal apartment.
He prefers waiting in line
to use the toilet.
That's him?
Listen Mel, I think you've been listening to too much of Charlie Parker.
Among the slums and skyscrapers and many ads
Americans are walking and chewing bubble gum.
Robbing, killing, humming chu-chu,
And laying with stylish ladies.
Dude!
Hush! I asked you to be quiet!
You know about Bob?
Can your dad help him?
No.
Betsy was evicted from Moscow.
I know.
- And Dryn is in the army?
- Yes.
He is crazy. He want to military office in the whole outfit.
In his shoes, with that hair. So they sent him
to serve on a submarine for 5 years.
Tell about America!
About America...
About America...
This is the American style of dress.
What style?
You look like a square.
Why? Look at the quality!
Feel it!
See the label?
It's more important what's on the inside.
The more free a person is,
the more simple his dress.
Mel...
I have bad news for you.
There are no stilyagas in America.
What do you mean?
It's just so. No stilyagas.
If we walked down Broadway
dressed like this...
down the real Broadway...
we'd be taken to a nut house
after walking two blocks.
Mel, try to understand.
There are no stilyagas there.
- Get lost.
- Mel!
- Get lost!
- Mel.
Go to hell!
But we exist.
Mister, please don't kick us out of
the building hallway.
We will no longer sing loudly.
We will no longer drink, cuss or smoke.
And if you want to do these things yourself,
then don't invite us.
Today we are saying goodbye...
I thought we had a reserve of
at least another 5 years.
I was so sure that we had enough time to drink beer and chat.
But I already see your back, as you are departing
with a sign saying "Don't miss me".
Wait! Stay for at least one more day!
Go on, play on!
Goodbye, my dear friend.
Go on, play on!
You are leaving so suddenly.
Go on, play on!
You are leaving without
saying goodbye.
You are leaving so unexpectedly.
Well, goodbye, my dear friend.
Go on, play on!
You know, it's all really not so bad.
This style defeats fear.
This amazing, difficult, absurd epoch...
Did not turn us into dust.
Let us remember all these faces...
And the sharp edge of a vinyl disk.
And may Love save us all!
Go on, play on!
Goodbye, my dear friend.
Go on, play on!
You are leaving so suddenly.
Go on, play on!
You are leaving without
saying goodbye.
You are leaving so unexpectedly.
Well, goodbye, my dear friend.
THE END
Mels - ANTON SHAGIN
Polly - OKSANA AKINSHINA
Katya -EVGENIA BRIK
Fred - MAKSIM MATVEEV
Bob - IGOR VOINAROVSKY
Betsy - EKATERINA VILKOVA
Dryn - KONSTANTIN BALAKIREV
Father of Mels - SERGEY GARMASH
Father of Fred - OLEG YANKOVSKY
Director
VALERI TODOROVSKY
SUBTITLES WRITTEN BY:
Katia Kutyavina (Seattle, WA, USA)
e-mail: djkatish@gmailNext.
May I come in?
Yes.
What's your complaint?
You know, cough.
Cough? Strong one?
Yeah.
Dry or with phlegm?
Dry one.
Undress.
Almost gasping.
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.
Can breathe.
Obstructive bronchitis.
Pneumonia...
Ivan, Klim, Nikolaj...
Come from that side.
Elena, Slava - here.
Lyuba, give me the tool.
Raid!!!
Danger!!!
Cut-cut-cut!
Mels!
Can you walk?
Ouch, it hurts a lot!
So can you walk?
Wait, I'll fetch the guys.
You don't have to.
I probably broke the leg.
All because of you.
Okey..
Stand up.
Stand up, stand up.
What's your name?
Mels.
And yours?
Polina.
Polly.
Police, ...
Why Polza?
You'll find it out soon.
Now, you know too.
Come to the Broadway.
You won't waste your time.
What a nice evening..
Why won't some