Really, pal,
can you help me out?
I'll pay you.
You'll come out okay.
The joker over by the store window,
ask him.
Hey, chief!
Save me!
Hi, you.
Lyoshka?
Seliverstov.
How many you want?
One? Two?
It's unbelievable. Come on.
It's no sweat.
25 rubles, and it's yours.
Know what, pal?
Take us, and I'll pay you double.
I'll guarantee it.
Know who he is?
A friend.
To us, he was the greatest.
More like a god.
Got a glass?
Close that bottle.
I don't get you.
What's the problem?
You'll have serious problems.
You got your booze?
Now go have fun.
What cab depot you with?
Go away. Beat it.
Now I get it.
I get it all.
See you.
Lyosha, come to the studio
on Monday.
We're seeing Victor Borissovich.
Know who I mean?
Get going.
I said, get going.
When can you, Victor Borissovich?
No time, kid. I'm expecting
a foreign delegation.
Foreign delegation!
Sounds phoney!
- I must be dreaming!
- I told you, I can't. No time!
No time? What about me?
Five minutes. Seen my guy?
No. You've lost your glasses.
You saw him?
You missed everything.
Put them back on.
So you'll see him.
What's the point?
Look at your guy.
What's in it for you?
I don't understand.
We mustn't offend this guy.
I see. But he's just an old hack.
Please.
- He said, "What will we play?"
- This is Victor Borissovich.
What did he say?
He's asking,
"Who's that playing?"
He's asking, "Who's playing?"
To disarmament
and to the end of all wars.
And may the sun shine forever.
- May the sun shine forever.
- Thank you. Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Thank you.
Calm down. Calm down.
Calm down.
I want to make a toast.
I want to toast...
Wait, I...
I want to make a toast.
To disarmament
and to the end of all wars.
Wait, I...
I want to make a toast.
I want to make a toast!
Wait. I want to make a toast.
To disarmament
and to the end of all wars.
And may the sun shine forever.
I want... I want...
Good. Good.
To your health.
To good health forever.
To your health. And now
a toast to disarmament.
Pops, you're a good singer.
- And the end of all wars.
- Pops sings well.
The American people
always liked us...
...because we...
- Bravo, Pops!
- That's right.
- 70 years on the job.
Why the party?
Just like that.
We met a good guy,
so we had a party.
Know who he is?
Hal Singer.
Sax player.
He really can blow a horn, Vanya.
Does he talk to God too?
He said, "He's my brother."
We're brothers.
Brothers.
I thought you were his son.
And Pops was still in a tree
eating bananas.
Comrade.
You're the only normal person here.
Stop this nonsense.
Do something.
My whole schedule's shot.
Right away.
I'll do it at once.
This is my country.
The kitchen.
This is what I play.
This kind of music.
I can play on anything.
Even this pipe.
This bag with a hole.
That bulb.
This rotten closet.
This is where I live...
...where I drink...
...where I panhandle...
...where I destroy myself,
where I keep up my hopes.
It's my family.
I'm the black sheep.
Yes.
Maybe I'm the worst of all.
But they're my kin...
...and I love them.
And they love me, too.
They screw in my bed!
What's this mess?
The foreigner was drunk.
Columbia Records
can't hold its liquor.
Okay, grab that creep
and his black brother
and be gone in five minutes.
Don't be sad.
Anyway, I'm leaving you.
Going far?
Leningrad, then New York.
Got your ticket?
No need. He has a plane.
A private jet.
You have a shirt.
He has a jet.
Simpson!
Where's the first gig?
New York?
He really may be a genius.
A genius?
You mean a load of crap!
Alexei Seliverstov
Watching, Pops?
TV! What else?
I'm watching.
I tell you it's him!
From New York.
You're an idiot, Vanya.
Hang up. Spare my soul.
I'm trying not to see the faces.
I'm trying to see through them.
Sound passes through them, too.
That's why I don't care
if I'm playing, I swear it,
for the U.S. President
or Benny

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