life?
Craving. To crave
and never have your fill!
Be it fame, love
or popularity.
And never nurse your grief.
Nars, could you spare me
some time?
I can't. Amirovtold me
to walk two horses.
Look at those legs!
- Where did you shoot it?
- In a wild-life preserve.
If you don't believe me,
see the negatives in my lab.
I believe you.
Amirovtold you?
Amirov used to be a jockey.
A winning one!
Then he had his hip smashed.
And he didn't have
the best horses!
So you won't argue with him
even when he's wrong?
Amirov is my god.
Who would argue with a god?
Why aren't you listening to me?
You must walk.
The trouble is
I'm in the grip of apathy.
If you were,
you wouldn't have talked about it.
You must get up
and flex your muscles.
You don't understand,
I feel split.
I feel apathetic
and indifferent.
The thought
that nothing matters anymore
is terrifying.
The same thing happened to me
in Rostov.
As I put on a spurt
to the winning post,
a newspaper landed on the track.
The thing is
horses do not distinguish colors
and almost can't see
stationary objects.
But if anything moves,
they see it before we do.
Bye.
You look like Audrey Hepburn,
the dead one.
And you look like...
The actress?
I don't know.
You should move about.
All of a sudden a paper landed
on the track.
And horses do not distinguish colors
and almost can't see
stationary objects.
But if anything moves,
they see it before us.
So my horse shied
at the moving paper.
I fell out of the saddle,
hanging on the reins.
He hit me in the head
with his hoof.
So I didn't care
if I were dead or alive.
Look, Sasha,
I'm a perfectly healthy woman.
You want me
to work in the circus?
Yes, I do.
You want to leave me
and never come back?
There's no need to suffer.
You're insufferably high-flown.
You're all so high-flown.
- What do you want?
- What do I want?
I want a horse...
I want a colt...
- That understands everything?
- That would be mine!
A horse costs a lot.
I don't want to buy it.
A horse that knows only my hands!
A horse is not a cat,
a dog or a woman.
Man has to adapt to a horse.
A horse has integrity.
Some think that horses are second
to dogs in intelligence.
Horses are the most intelligent
of all.
You're not here anymore,
and I have plenty of spare time.
I began to think a lot.
As I take the cup in my hands
I think it's so fragile
that I'll break it
before I take it to my lips.
Did you?
No. I left it on the table
without drinking from it.
You want to ride, don't you?
Remember you said: I like to race
before the roaring stands?
Your ears are stuffed
and you are agog
as your horse, slowly but steadily,
and noiselessly sort of,
gallop to the winning post.
Behind you are the horses'
dark sweating cruppers
and the riders' excited faces.
They are not my words,
but the photographer's.
- Do you still go to the turf?
- Yes, I do.
You sure have many trainers?
Kasyanov, Nikolayev.
- Give my love to Nikolayev.
- He send his love, too.
He was supposed to teach me today,
but I came here.
Everyone sends their love.
You don't like Nikolayev, right?
He's bad, I'm bad, all are bad.
Anyone who loves horses
is good for me.
Whoever doesn't love them?
Everybody loves horses.
Sasha!
Go. I know that the hippodrome is
eternally better than the hospital.
What do the docs say?
Say I'll be okay.
I'll be out soon.
See you at the hippodrome.
You just get up and walk!
Take the stretcher away!
We're friends, Sasha, aren't we?
Sure. I'm not mad at you
for being healthy.
My sweetheart brought me a gun
and said he'd take it back.
Then he brought three guns.
They were with me for a long time.
I waited for his phone call
meaning to tell him:
"Take them away,
I have a presentiment."
At last he phoned and I said
what I had planned to say.
He came tearing along,
which wasn't typical of him.
He took and unloaded them,
and pulled out the charges.
As I went to bed that