we were, Volodya?
lf only l could see you once before
dying, but l guess it's impossible.
You don't walk and l'm bedridden.
Write me a letter at least,
if you're still alive.
lf you can't write yourself,
ask someone to do it for you.
And if he's dead, whoever reads this,
write to me and l'll cry over him.
Volodya, my only one,
remember me well.
Your wife...
Natasha.
Look, guys, please take me to her.
Here is the address.
Take me to my Natasha, please.
Please, guys!
A nursing home in the country.
l know it.
When l worked as a trucker,
l passed it many times.
lt is right on our road,
a big white house.
About 200 kilometers.
Shall we hire a truck?
Hitch a ride,
pay the driver some bread.
Who will take him on, all alone?
l wouldn't do it even for a million.
What if he dies on the road?
At least two men must go with him.
Lift him, then take him off,
and look after him over there.
Who will want to busy oneself with
him at that home? No way they will.
At best,
an adventure for a whole week.
Look, Grandpa dear.
ln six weeks Mishka and l will go
on leave, we'll think of something.
Be patient, Grandpa, you've waited
long enough.
They may not live that long.
l would go, if not for the wedding.
But what can l do alone?
- Let's go.
- Come on.
l'll arrange it with Vitya.
We'll load the old man on and go.
All right, men, that's what we'll do.
We'll have the wedding and then go.
- We'll pay for the gas.
- Sure, great.
Don't tell the old man yet,
or he'll get overexcited.
- Tell him when everything is set.
- Right.
Let's go to my room.
- Tamara!
- Oh, thanks.
Shall we?
My bride...
Kolia, l can't do it so quickly.
Besides, we shouldn't before
the wedding, should we?
lt's hard to please you, old chap.
''Well... it's not bad... maybe...''
What do you want?
What does he want?
The whole world is open before you,
as they say.
l need to study.
To become what?
Well? What?
Maybe a mathematician?
No, l'm kidding.
Do you have a dream?
Perhaps you had a dream as a boy?
Come on, can you remember?
lt's time, Vassilich. They're waiting
at City Hall.
City Hall. Oh, God!
We went there yesterday.
lt's never enough for them.
Uncle Vova, do you have a dream?
l had one. l wanted to be
a boxing world champion.
- You became one, didn't you?
- Yes, l did.
So l say, why should l have a dream
now? All l want is just live quietly.
Wait, Konstantin Vassilievich.
Why?
What should l dream of?
You're giving me an apartment.
Tomorrow l'm getting married.
l'll get a job.
What else do l need?
So excuse me, but thank you very much.
Let's go.
Excuse us, please. Goodbye.
Come in! Why knock?
Where's the front? Where's the back?
No one can tell. Look.
Turn away now!
You should have knocked, idiot!
- l knocked.
- Turn away!
l'm sorry. You said ''come in'',
so l did. l did knock.
l thought
it was Lyuda.
Oh God, how awful!
Your father has gone over the top...
They took my father and Aunt Katya
to order special delicacies.
Brought me so many dresses,
for the wedding and other things.
l don't know which one to choose.
And no one's here to advise me.
Lyuda hasn't come yet,
and everybody else is at work.
You can look now.
What do you think?
lt's wrinkled a bit here. Well?
Great.
Do they wear this in America?
l don't know, l didn't see.
Look, why did you come?
You invited me yesterday, so l came.
Right. Kolia went to apply
for a job. Too bad, isn't it?
l came to see you.
Why?
To help you choose a dress.
As a matter of fact,
l'm getting married tomorrow.
lt's all thanks to your dad.
That's tomorrow. You are not
getting married today, are you?
No, l am not.
Well, then... undress.
Are you nuts or what?
Don't we have to choose a dress?
l'll turn away. Let's do it.
Did you get your Nobel Prize
for being so cheeky?
As a matter of fact, yes.
Why are you looking at me like that?
You're so beautiful. l've never seen
such a beautiful girl before.
- So