To the dump, to the militia.
It's your business.
Why 'my business'?
She didn't bring up
MY children!
For this I arranged a good
pension for her.
Wait a second. Aunt Tosia
is giving her pension
to Tolik, your son.
Let us stop
this useless talk,
because I've said my
say - no!
I've got two hundred
dollars on me.
I wouldn't take her
for a million.
My God!
Why doing this to her?
- What wrong did she do?
- It's not her.
Who then?
- But - tea or coffee?
- Is she a cat for you? A dog?
Am I a horse for you?
I haven't lived yet,
been hacking away.
Like a horse.
Since I was a child.
First - workdays.
Then 5-year plans.
A 5-year plan
in 4 years.
Then a family. And all the time -
come on, come on.
Thirty odd years I worked
at the railways,
hacking myself
and covering for others.
I was dreaming: God!
Let me rest when I retire.
This pension - here it is,
nothing for my pains.
Vera fell ill - I didn't
give her away to hospital.
I fed and bathed her myself.
I have a right to live for my
own sake at the end of my life.
I haven't told you the most
important thing.
My mother hasn't refused
to take her in.
It's that just now
she's at hospital.
We can't rely on Victor.
Sure thing.
Take her to your place then.
- To Moscow?
- People live in Moscow too.
I am away from home
practically all the time.
Your work comes
after your aunt, eh?
- Are you mocking me, eh?
- Come on.
You defend human rights
in Chechnya, don't you?
She is not my grandmother!
Nor she is mine!
I don't advise to take
her to Tolik:
He himself is a refugee, lives
in somebody else's house.
Give me the address of Taia
and Luba then.
They won't have her either.
They took the money
from the sell of her house.
They invested it in business.
And they prospered.
No! He is scoffing!
I'll just leave her
at your door.
It's better to put her
into an old age home.
You have connections.
- It can't be done in a day.
- Right.
Where can we find time
for poor relatives
when our heart is aching
for the whole world.
Luba's address is:
Mira street, number five...
Fall, you faded window curtain
Upon my withered geraniums
Get thee gone, my unbelievable
Life of a gypsy
Close those shining eyes
Of thee
The clock -
Ivan has thrown it away.
If only it was just the clock.
Let's go to Luba's!
Have you taken my medal
back from Ivan's place?
- What medal?
- For Stalingrad.
- You fought at the front?
- I dug trenches.
Medals give some privileges.
My grandpa had a medal.
- Did you leave anything else?
- Just odds and ends.
Then Luba will come
and collect them.
- Leonid?
- Yes.
- Where is Luba?
- She's not here.
- But where is she?
- She won't be back soon.
I've brought Granny
to stay with you.
Why to us?
- Who is he?
- My granddaughter's husband.
Let her favourites
take her in.
But Aunt Tosia divided
the money
for the house
between the three of you.
Luba and I were asking for a half.
We were just starting
our business then -
we needed money badly.
Taia and Tolik squandered
their money.
Tolik is a refugee, mind you.
In somebody's flat.
Taia has bought a flat
in a high-class quarter!
So. Give Taia's address then!
I don't remember the house
number. The posh suburb.
But you remember
where it is?
So. Get into the car -
show the way.
Follow me.
Taia will take me in.
Don't worry.
Excuse me, do you have
any empty bottles?
No.
Taia, this is Leonid.
Open up.
You think I'm an alkie
and a bum?
I worked 57 years,
for your information.
Then why are you doing this?
My pension isn't even enough
to last half a month.
Sorry, old boy...
Hold on!
Is it to me?
What do you want?
- I want you to be a human being.
- I beg your pardon?
- Say hello to Granny.
- Go to hell!
People, people!
What's going on?
Nikolai! Don't, my dear...
Some more water?
Did Vera suffer long
in hospital?
Mom died on the same night.
And in two weeks this woman
appears at my father's