He's a local hero.
Isn't your son marrying
Tania Simakova today?
He's the one!
A good, hard-working boy...
who's picked himself a peach!
Krapivin, invite the Chief here
to the wedding.
-He might accept.
-By all means.
We'd be honored.
-You'd be welcome!
-Get going.
-The world's gone crazy.
-Seen Misha anywhere?
-No.
-Don't you worry!
Coalface workers get paid first.
Your Misha's a lucky boy.
Seven months without pay
and the day he's married, bingo!
It arrives!
Right, Garkusha?
-He's a lucky boy, your son!
-Lucky fool, you mean.
You're mine, all mine!
It’s here, boys!
The dough is here!
Make way!
Go on! Run them over!
Get off!
Don't give Garkusha a ruble!
Cashier lady!
-Don't give my husband anything!
-Move your crazy ass!
-Hi, old-timer.
-Hi, boys.
Give me the money.
It’s not all here.
I'm waiting.
Give me all of it.
Every kopeck.
Leave me some for a present!
He wants to buy a present?
Terrific!
Here, read this.
1OO portions of smoked tongue,
5O plates of cold cuts...
Me, I wanted meatballs!
What do I get? Beef Stroganoff
at 17 rubles a plate!
The money's not for me.
It'll all be eaten tonight!
Digested, every last kopeck!
I have to buy a present!
You were young once too, Dad.
Your mother's savings account
is empty, cleaned out!
Mine has only 5O rubles left.
That’s how broke we are!
Leave me some for flowers,
at least.
Flowers? What flowers, son?
Don't make me laugh! Our guests
aren't cows to eat flowers!
Who pays the priest?
Who coughs up for the waiters?
Nobody helps for free anymore.
Those days are gone.
Where are you going?
To take a leak. Don't worry.
That’s still free!
Your dad collectivized your pay?
-He sure did.
-Chip in, guys!
Forget it...
The bride loves her groom,
but the wife loves money!
Thanks, guys.
-See you at 7 o'clock!
-We'll be there.
Garkusha!
Come here.
Did you get paid?
Shit, no. I got nothing,
Zoya grabbed it all. And you?
Same story.
Daddy swiped it.
Take this. Hide it,
or he'll grab it off me.
No problem.
Garkusha gets the picture.
Watch out! It’s for my bridal gift.
It’s sacred.
A wild beast would understand that.
You think I'm worse?
I remember that!
The school New Year's party.
She played Snow White.
I'll tell you about
Snow White!
At 17, she went to Moscow
to be a model.
-"Model", spelt S-L-U-T.
-Hush, Daddy!
-Get off my back, Antonina.
-Taste this, Efim.
Try one.
I baked this myself.
-Why aren't you playing?
-Thank you.
Give us a march!
Leopard skin!
What next?
-Pass it through the window.
-Take care, son!
Your mother and I
never had a bed like that.
Buzz off, Grandpa,
or I'll go berserk!
Look out!
Don't tear the fabric!
It’s fragile!
Be careful! 3,OOO, it cost!
-How much?
-Grandpa, I'll strangle you!
Knock, Knock.
Can you call Garkusha?
-He's out.
-Where is he?
Some stupid prick or other...
gave him money. He won't be
home till he's drunk it all.
-How come?
-What do you think?
He was seen at the store, inviting
all the bums to drink with him!
-Maybe it’s his dough?
-His dough is here...
in my own private safe!
I confiscated every last kopeck.
His dough? No chance!
Bridegroom!
I've come to make the bed.
-Can't I stay?
-This is no job for a man. Go away.
-I just wanted...
-No! Go away.
-It’s a deal?
-No, it’s not enough.
Wait. Wait, damn it! You can
eat and drink all you like!
Go home on all fours,
if you want!
Dad?
What day of the week
did you and Ma get married?
Not now, son.
Give me a minute.
Where were we?
Whoever heard of a wedding
without music?
Efim, let’s leave.
-5O rubles.
-For that price...
get a radio!
Dance to the news!
-6O. Shake!
-I'd rather go to town...
play accordion in the street.
I'd make 1,OOO, easy!
Quiet, Dad.
What’s your price?
-75.
-1OO!
-You're on!
-Deal? 1OO for you, too!
I'll be your toastmaster
free of charge.
I taught you as a boy.
I remember the school New Year's
party, when you fainted...