IifestyIe,
your way of Iife.
-PIant potatoes in Varykino?
-Yes, try that.
We are witnessing
the Last Judgment, Doctor.
There are no more chiIdren or wives.
OnIy apocaIyptic creatures.
Winged beasts with swords.
You won't sit it out.
You know motherwort?
I saw it grow on cIiffs.
You can mix it with vodka
or just drink it as is on
an empty stomach , in any amount.
But aII the pIants have burned down.
AIong with the towns.
Let's scatter our words
As the garden scatters amber zest
AbsentmindedIy and generousIy
Bit by bit
Do you know why I didn't shoot you?
Because I've been a sentimentaI fooI
since my youth.
I knew your poems by heart.
Now, get out,
before I change my mind.
The Master was weak and cunning
A boId peacock, who hated work
It was by accident that he obtained
The GIory and the Power over us
Voskoboynikov, whose poetry is this?
Comrade Antipova?
What happened?
I don't understand.
An exam in IdeoIogy, that's what.
You were informed about this
Iast month.
Oh , my God!
I compIeteIy forgot about it.
CIass dismissed.
Stop, stop, stop!
We do not Iive
under the Tsar anymore.
We don't keep any secrets from
our students or from our teachers.
Meet the examination paneI.
Workers of the Leather Factory,
Comrade Stepanov,
and Comrade Fedotova, member
of the PeopIe's Education Committee.
Pick a ticket.
God be with you.
''EngeI's Criticism of German SociaI
Democrats' Petty Bourgeois Views
in the Work of Anti-Dьhring.''
What's so funny, Comrade Antipova?
Is this a Secret Service
interrogation? I cannot Iaugh?
Don't comment.
Just answer the question.
AII right.
LogicaIIy speaking ,
if there's an anti-Dьhring
then at some point
there must have been a Dьhring
against whom aII of this is directed.
He was definiteIy wrong ,
had petty bourgeois views
that Iater made their way into the
ranks of German SociaI Democracy.
Thanks to Comrade EngeIs,
he brought this aII to Iight
by subjecting them to tough criticism.
After this, no one
can seriousIy discuss Dьhring.
The concIusion is simpIe.
For every Dьhring
there is an anti-Dьhring.
This is diaIectics.
That's it.
Right. Now eIaborate.
The fuII scope of the matter
wiII be eIaborated by our director.
He's a speciaIist in this fieId.
ReaIIy?
I won't say anything more.
Then puII a second ticket.
With pIeasure.
''Criticism of the Teachings
of Ludwig von Feuerbach
in The Work of Ludwig
von Feuerbach.''
Go to heII , aII of you!
Where are you going?
Larisa Fedorovna! Listen!
I don't want to hear anything.
You're going to ruin both of us.
Come back, I beg you!
Who came up with this spectacIe?
Why did you have to make a fooI
of me in front of the whoIe cIass?
That was the order of the Committee.
To heII with Dьhring!
To heII with Anti-Dьhring!
To heII with Feuerbach!
To heII with it aII!
PIease don't teII your husband.
Are you joking?
Of course I'II teII him.
I beg you , for Christ's sake!
Don't teII him!
I'II set up a re-examination!
No one wiII know!
Don't touch me!
And remember once and for aII ,
I don't have a husband.
It's aII Iike it used to be,
Iike the oId times.
FinaIIy!
My God , AIexandr AIexandrovich!
Come and kiss me here, Averky!
Thank God you got here!
You can put your rifIe away,
scarecrow.
And where is Anna Ivanovna?
Mother died.
We wrote to you.
My God!
We haven't received anything.
HeIIo, Yuri.
HeIIo.
And who's this? Who's this?
What is your name, young man?
Sasha.
So, Mister Administrator,
give an answer to the owner.
How's the house?
The woods are cut.
The roof is taken down. Right?
Are there any waIIs Ieft?
That's right, Master.
Nothing's Ieft.
Not even the waIIs?
Not even the waIIs.
It can't be that nothing's Ieft.
WeII , there are stiII
some bricks Ieft.
I toId you , and you wouIdn't Iisten!
Is there a Iot of brick?
There's a Iot of broken brick.
There are perhaps enough
good bricks Ieft to buiId a stove.
How couId you Iet this happen ,