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DZHUROB 1 2 3	Glik the fifteenth Apartment. The late evening. Nasonkin lays in bed. From kitchen there is Dzhulija with a tray, dressed, as in a similar scene «Notting Hilla» — in one man's shirt. Dzhulija. A breakfast in bed. Nasonkin (it is blissful lybjas). What breakfast? A supper! Dzhulija. All the same! Or at first — under a shower? Nasonkin (having looked at hours). Yes water already is not present, now only in six mornings will give. Dzhulija. Why only in six? Nasonkin. Because save very much. Dzhulija. Who? Nasonkin. Yes who, who! Our bureaucrats … in leather coats! They are for some reason assured, that from ten to twelve, from fourteen to eighteen and at night people at us do not drink tea, do not erase, to a toilet do not go, fires do not extinguish and, especially, the shower does not accept … Radeteli hrenovy! Dzhulija. And the mayor, what, does not know about it? Nasonkin. The mayor?. Here at you, in New York who the mayor? Dzhulija. Rudolf Dzhuliani, the wonderful person! We call him — simply Rudi, Rudi Dzhuliani. Nasonkin. Well, here you see, DZHULIJA, unless there can be a person with surname DZHULIANI the bad person and the mayor? And at us in Baranove merit-rulit Jury Ilinsky — a surname like too successful, well-known (there was such actor), and to sense … Dzhulija (with a snicker tries to pull down from it a blanket). And can, we while without water will manage? Nasonkin (keeping edge). That you! pogodi! It is necessary to eat!. Dzhulija (with feigned horror). Kolja, what I hear?! You refuse to me? You already do not want me?! Nasonkin. Dzhul, well do not laugh, it is not necessary … Dzhulija. All! Everything, I will not be. Give, and the truth though coffee we will drink. (Fills from Turks of a cup). Nasonkin (having a seat on bed). Dzhul, and I after all all dream to treat you with your liked dish — «the French toast». On the Internet has found out … All at me I can eat or get: both a butter, and apples, both sugar, and eggs, and milk, and even powdered sugar … And here that such "croissants" which it is necessary four pieces, — for the life of me, anywhere I can not learn Dzhulija (laughs). Silly! These are ordinary French rolls … I, and the truth, them I like — when fresh, with a crisp … That next time as pretty, has treated me with croissants with apples! (Lifts a hand to correct hair) Nasonkin (playfully being extended and flaunting). Is! (Quickly bends and kisses-gives smacking kiss through a shirt its left breast). Dzhulija (having covered ladoshkoj a kiss place). And by the way, you do not know, Kolja where my brassiere that time has got to? Nasonkin (doing the person a valenok). What brassiere? I do not know any brassiere! That I, the boy what, whether that, brassieres tyrit! Perhaps it where for a sofa was filled up, can, under a pillow there was … Ha, a brassiere!. You, by the way, Dzhulija Uolterovna as we perfectly know, in manhettenskom the closed club «Hogz end Hajfers» (if I correctly say) have removed and have presented to the owner in a collection of personal things of the Hollywood celebrities, that's it, the brassiere!. Also it is not a shame? Dzhulija. Vau! You about me know what mucks! And after all after that case the gossip as if I stark naked on a table in a night club danced … Any not stark naked also has spread! Has removed a brassiere modestly, behind a door, in an empty room … That, I am guilty, yes, if tradition such? Nasonkin. Well, here, now we, again, as in «Notting Hill», will play a scene: you will repent of youth sins, I — you to calm … Know, we with you, probably, so from cinema never and will not leave! Dzhulija. Yes-a-a … From cinema not to leave … You know, and I after all at all do not understand — I live or I act in film in any continuous serial … Other actors, I look, all time as before an objective, even when do not act in film, and I, on the contrary, about chambers in general forget even on a platform … I do not represent, as it to PLAY a role … (Laughs) I Remember, even has frightened Richard in "Beauty", well, in that scene where I to it unbutton a fly: it, poor, already to push away me of the beginnings … Nasonkin (crookedly grinning). And what, if would not push away? Dzhulija. Kolja, you ridiculous! But time so it is interesting to you — I will answer: I, of course, and itself have then stopped, but would bare Gere's end in front of the chamber up to the end is precisely! (Roars with laughter) Nasonkin (in delight). I here have recollected, Feodor Mihajlovich has told once: you wish to learn the person up to the end — look, as he laughs … And more, Dzhul (jumps from excitation), here that I have thought: you should play Dostoevsky's women! Yes, yes! Nastenku!. polinu!. Dunju Raskolnikovu!. Nastasju Filippovnu!. Grushenku!. Dzhulija. Yes ive? (Tenderly cleans a forelock from his forehead) Yes ive?. And to act in film at Russian directors?. And to live in Russia?. Nasonkin. Well, it is not obligatory … Remove and at you there cinema on Dostoevsky — Nastasja Kinski in «Humiliated and offended» Natasha has played … Dzhulija. And it is pleasant to you Kinski? Nasonkin. Yes at what here it "is pleasant"! Though, yes, in it something is attractive … Dzhulija. And still who is pleasant to you? Nasonkin (making mischief). Pamela the Anderson! Dzhulija (gloomy). I and thought … Certainly, there is on what to look! (Shows on a breast) Not that that at me … Nasonkin (starts to kiss roughly her face, shoulders, a breast). Dzhul!. Ridiculous!. Yes what Pamela!. Yes unless the woman more beautifully you exists!. That you!. The little fool!. You — are divine!. You — perfection!. Dzhulija. Yes? Yes? (Laughs, lifts both hands over a head the dense magnificent hair) Tell, and what hairdress to me is better — long or short? Nasonkin (it is blissful lybjas). You know what — any. Dzhulija. No, well the truth, — what? Nasonkin. Well, if it is fair, not so it is pleasant to me, when you do hair dark and smoothly comb … Dzhulija. Yes-a-a?! I so brush the hair only on the solemn occasions when it is necessary to look the such lady of high society … Nasonkin. That's it! And you then any another's, cold and, by the way, are more senior look … Dzhulija. I will do now well, such hairdress only in the most, most solemn occasions — when I will receive still "Oscars". I wish to look thus haughty, cold and stately … Ha-ha-ha! (Suddenly stops short) Kolja, and what is the time? Nasonkin. The beginning of the first. Dzhulija (jumping). Nights?! Nasonkin. Nights, nights! You, what, Dzhul, play a role of the Cinderella? Dzhulija. What Cinderella! You do not feel it? You do not understand?. I should, I am obliged to return a maximum in eight hours. Kolja, you, excuse, the lamer any! Remember, at us with you always is and there will be only these eight hours — eight hours of a difference between your and our time — has understood?. Nasonkin. And if it is more? And if the computer for some reason or other itself vyrubitsja-will be disconnected — that then?. Dzhulija. Then THERE me for days will lose! Then shootings THERE will break! Then THERE there will be many misunderstanding and troubles!. More correctly — have already begun! (Shuts the face with the hands, through pair seconds waves resolutely a hand) And, good! Nasonkin. What? What? Dzhulija. Anything, Kolja, not terribly, I simply will take to myself the day off. Nasonkin. How the day off? Dzhulija. So, ordinary, — as Edward in "Beauty" … I Have, at last, is right at least days to have a rest from job and to spend them with … darling to heart the person? Nasonkin. You have! Oh as you have!!! Dzhulija. Well, here, even the whole night and all the day I will be at you … U-uh, I will bother! Nasonkin (showering with her face, shoulders, a neck kisses). You will bother, you will bother! Dzhulija (softly being discharged). Wait, wait, Kolja, at us today all the night long ahead! We Will go better the message we will send, that THERE especially strongly have not taken alarm. Go to the computer. Nasonkin calls Outlook Express, Dzhulija sits down on an armchair, shivers. Nasonkin something tears to spread on sitting — it stops its gesture, bystrenko nastukivaet the mail (Nasonkin delicately tries not to read) and tries to send at once. Nasonkin. Minute, Dzhul, still it is necessary to be connected to the Internet. Dzhulija. And what for you are disconnected? Nasonkin. Whether you see what's the matter, at me a limit — twenty hours per month so if I will not be disconnected, I from thirty will sit twenty nine days without the Internet. (It tries to be connected — the modem cheeps, grunts, touching numbers) Yes, at us Internet connection is a problem! At the provider my only twenty lines, and us such here, with louts — pair of thousand so it is necessary to catch the moment and free, so to say, a cabin. Anything, anything, we will break! Only, still in advance I will tell, then be not surprised, when we will break in web space — flight it will not turn out: on the Internet we do not fly, and we creep on telephone lines-wires … However, soap is bright enough shmygaet, on that it and soap … In, is! Dzhulija (having sent a mail, smiles). Kolja, well give out secrets: on what sites you to me on a visit go? Nasonkin. O-O Th! At me, you know, references to you how much — choose! (Clicks with the mouse) Dzhulija (running a sight on the screen). About, here this! I like this site — juliafan.com! (Music Soon sounds, on the screen the page painfully slowly reveals) Yes-a-a … (Sharp click closes a browser) Know, Kolja when at us there you will be — itself will see, HOW pages … should reveal Nasonkin. At you? There? Dzhulija (laughs). Well, and as. Not the century to you on a visit to be declared to me, you should also sometime at me to visit … Nasonkin (is all eyes, bends, it is gentle it embracing). You know that, Dzhul, and give ive all night long at the computer we will stay are so interestingly! Dzhulija. Give! (Laughs, having caved in in a ring of his hands, throws back the person, substituting lips) Give! Nasonkin greedy nestles close to her lips. Glik the sixteenth Apartment. Nasonkin and Dzhulija sleep. He pripodymaet a head, looks cautiously on Dzhuliju, cautiously starts to get out from under a blanket. It moves, not opening eyes, stretches — thoroughly, pristanyvaja. Dzhulija. We will rise? Nasonkin. You sleep, sleep! To me of the Dollar to feed it is necessary … The cat because of a door shouts, as if confirming. Nasonkin, having taken trousers, leaves on kitchen. Dzhulija quickly jumps, throws its shirt, fills-puts a sofa, suffices the clothes, disappears in a bathroom. Nasonkin comes back in trousers, with two cups of smoking coffee on a tray, looks towards a bathroom. Nasonkin (as though about itself). It is necessary to fill is more bright a sofa … (At the sight of the filled bed stiffens) a horse-radish to itself! Enters Dzhulija. At the sight of surprised physiognomy Nasonkina sprinkles. Dzhulija. You wanted it, Kolja! Well, admit! Nasonkin. M-m-m … Dzhulija. You know, I something have unexpectedly recollected one history — about Marlene Dietrich and Remarque. Them from the first meeting has simply dragged to each other, but they long hid the feelings. Then Remarque nevertheless has not sustained and admitted: «Marlene, I madly like you, but … I the impotent man!» Also has closed eyes — well, thinks, now will smear laughter. And Marlene has really laughed, but … it is joyful. Also has exclaimed: «Thanks God! To me so has become loathsome to play a role of the passionate insatiable woman!» By the way, they then long were together and are happy … Here so, Kolja! (Foolishly presses an index finger on his nose tip) Nasonkin (napyshchenno, almost quite seriously). I would not want, that at my presence said a word "impotent man"!. Dzhulija. But you not the impotent man that to worry?. (Lifts hands upwards, surrendering) Everything, everything, I will not be! And, in general, Kolja, we something on sex have gone in cycles. And after all sex, bed in relations between two people is not the most important thing … You agree? Nasonkin (hot). Absolutely! On all hundred!! Dzhulija (standing a back to it, considers backs of books on racks). At you happened so? You are with the person in a room alone, you at all do not concern each other … you you do not talk at all … simply sit in armchairs, can, read books … Behind windows darkly, the rain … You rustles will come off the book, will look at it and suddenly feel, as though the wave warm has swept somewhere there, inside, in a shower, and about itself will exclaim: «My God, as to me it is good! As I like it!.» And it, having felt your wave, lifts on you a sight and smiles … (Spends a finger on backs of books, turns around) Happened? Nasonkin. I understand, about what you … I want, that we so had … I about it dream! (Sharply changes tone, threatens it with a finger) Dzhulija Uolterovna, yes you, indeed, secretly write verses? Dzhulija it (is bent). Well I you umolja-and-aju, do not call me "Uolterovnoj"! And verses I, can, and I write, but it so, is not serious … And here to read and listen very much I like! Especially — Uitmena and nerudu. At you, casually, is not present? Nasonkin. At me, CASUALLY, neruda is! (Removes a small volume from a shelf, opens at random, with feeling recites) — I like love where two divide Bread and lodging for the night. Love, which for a while Or for ever. Love — as the revolt which has ripened in heart, Instead of a warm paralysis. Love which will overtake, Love which not to overtake … Dzhulija (delicately). Yes ive, verses are difficult for translating … Vau, Kolja, yes at you and we are! Same if I am not mistaken, — Folkner? And it here — Salinger?. Nasonkin. At all of us is! And in general, we — the most reading country in the world!. Call to a door. Nasonkin, with astonishment having looked on Dzhuliju, shows gesture supposedly do not worry, goes to a door, looks in an eye. Nasonkin. About My God! He/she is my friend, the poet … Excuse — it to justify it is impossible!. Appears Teljatnikov and, at once it is visible, «makes impression» on Dzhuliju not slabzhe, than Spajk upon Anna Skott in a similar scene «Notting Hilla». Teljatnikov (as always — in all to a drink). Zdoro-about-ovo, Sergey! And, you, I look, not one, your mother!!! Yes you it is simple as Pushkin with Natashkoj! And well-to, acquaint with the beauty, a metal plate-fly! (Whispers to it on an ear so, what is all around audible) Has found similar to that, from the computer? I see! (Having turned to Dzhulii, tightens up a moustache) Greetings, I — Arkasha! Dzhulija (having bitten a lip, in all eyes looks on "Arkashu" which twice is more senior it and almost twice more low). Arckasha?. Do you understand English? Nasonkin. No! Arkasha understands at us only farsi, a Yiddish and a Sanskrit, well and a little bit language of birds … (Picks up dumbfounded Teljatnikova under an elbow, drags away in kitchen) we Will go, we will go, Arcady if on business — there we will talk! We with JUlej now leave, already we are late! Leave. From kitchen their dialogue though they and try to speak silently is clearly audible. Teljatnikov. The friend, gain, a metal plate-fly! Tridtsatnik all!. Nasonkin. Arcady, really — rouble! Though a sphere drive! And to the salary even three days — itself I think, at whom to intercept … Teljatnikov. And at the woman at yours? Nasonkin. You that?! And well tish-sh-she! From mind has absolutely descended! Teljatnikov. Good-good!. Excuse, the friend! Such hren has gone — pohmelitsja there is nothing! In an appendicitis your mother! Good, a metal plate-fly, I will go to our classic Zaskoruzlychevu, can, at it, kurkulja, I will get hold … (Leaves) Nasonkin (coming back in a room). Excuse, Dzhul … Dzhulija. Kolja, it you me excuse, but I wish to ask, more correctly, to tell: at you, I have noticed for a long time, difficulties with money … Nasonkin. All! All! A taboo subject! Give about other … Listen, Dzhulija, and what if we go to walk, and? Really, we are locked up, as prisoners … Dzhulija. Oh, and the truth! Give we will sweep by the car on your city, and? I wish to see a city in which you live. How it is called — Ba-ra-is new? Nasonkin. Yes, a city of Rams. Such here the name. It at the Soviet power have renamed in Vavilovsk, and now here have again returned pre-revolutionary … Only, Dzhul, about the car … Dzhulija. Kolja, you do not have car?! Nasonkin (grinning). Alas, no! And in general, I am an Autosemite … That is, fie, — the autopacifist … is shorter, I like to go on foot! And, by the way, I hate women at the wheel … Dzhulija (with irony). Vau?! Nasonkin. Yes, yes! The woman, on my deep belief if it the WOMAN, in any case and always sit, densely having compressed knees. And in the car, at the wheel, pressing on a pedal, it in any case and always sits vraskorjaku, rasshcheperivshis, obscenely!. Dzhulija (laughing). Well, well, Kolja, what you … the severe! I, by the way, at the wheel only in trousers go. Nasonkin. A lie. Dzhulija. Well here, Kolja, we with you already just as the husband with the wife — sit in four walls and on each trifle we argue … we Will go, we will go — as it? — On people, on fresh air. Nasonkin. About, just — has recollected: at us in a city today — film festival closing «the Gold hero»: it by your part! (Looks at the watch) Just should be in time. Only … Dzhulija. What? Nasonkin (looks at the computer). How we?. To us … Dzhulija. And here give and we will check up! If we it (nods on a computer) captives — we simply cannot leave and all. But I think, that business not in distance, not in space, but only — in time … (it is resolute, sufficing Nasonkina for a hand) Have gone! Keeping for hands, slowly move ahead to a door, open, leave. Their leaving steps and joyful laughter are audible. Glik the seventeenth Last number of the Concert hall. It is audible, as on a scene represent actors: «… the National actor … Evgenie Matveev … the Deserved actress … Fedoseyev-Shukshin …» Nasonkin and Dzhulija sit with edge. Near to them — Belobrysaja the girl. Nasonkin (Dzhulii — confoundedly, nodding on a scene). Certainly, it not Venice, not Cannes … Here, of course, basically third-rate Russian aktyorishki, any crests, Poles, Yugoslavs … But, you see, you see, there have arrived also some present our movie stars, still George Zhzhyonov … to You, Dzhul, at the Moscow festival to have a look — there more decently. And why you never to us come? Even Mongolia absolutely the worn-out has visited … Dzhulija (with curiosity looking at a scene, smiling). Now I will arrive! If will invite, certainly! (Explosion of an applause, Belobrysaja the girl jumps, something Who cries out) it? Nasonkin. Barbara Brylska, the Polish movie star — once rattled at us in the Scoop, was considered super-puper … Belobrysaja the girl (cries literally, having pressed cams to a chin). Barbara! About, Barbara!. Hospodi, same Barbara Brylska!. Not-ve-ro-jat Th!!! (Addressing to Dzhulii) Oh and how you think, it then will distribute autographs? Dzhul looks on Nasonkina interrogatively. Nasonkin ("translates"). She wants Barbara Brylski's autograph to catch. Dzhulija. Ask it, and my autograph it does not want? Nasonkin. The girl, and you want, my companion will give you the autograph? Baranovsky a film decoy negodujushche on them zyrkaet supposedly jokers hrenovy, also changes hardly further to an empty seat. Nasonkin with Dzhuliej sniff, clamping laughter. Dzhulija (specifying in a scene). It, who — in a cassock? The actor? Nasonkin. No, not the actor, but — rjazhenyj. Our bishop baranovsky — Parfeny. In all parties turns, a vain life lives … Dzhulija. You know that, Kolja, excuse, but something, and the truth, not so interestingly. We will go? To us already and to eat it is time … (With a hint) By the way, Kolja, and what at us today for a dinner? Nasonkin (having grown dark). SHCHas, something on road we will buy, sausages … Dzhulija. Any sausage! It is necessary to buy nothing. At us today the day off and a holiday! Conduct me in — as it at you? – In a tavern! (Get out of a hall. Nasonkin it is rumpled) Here that, Kolja if you now, immediately do not deliver me in the best restaurant of your city — I will take offence!. (Waves a hand) Hey, taxi, taxi! Nasonkin (behind a shot). Interestingly, how much at me — roubles hundred? The roar approaching avto, already offstage voice Dzhulii is audible: Dzhulija. What strange car … Nasonkin. It is a foreign car such, type “Zaporogetz” … The door claps. The car with natugoj drives off. Glik the eighteenth Little table at empty restaurant. Nasonkin and Dzhulija finish a dinner, drink coffee and liquor. Two waiters in butterflies Nearby are on duty. Dzhulija. Kolja, in vain all the same you from oysters have refused. Well after all, admit, you never tried them? Nasonkin. Also I do not want! That I, how your Vivien in "Beauty", have begun oysters in these (nods on waiters) chaps puljat? Dzhul, we will go better home … One of waiters jumps up, puts on a table a saucer with the bill. Nasonkin (having looked a piece of paper). A horse-radish to itself! 8623 roubles of 50 copecks! Dzhulija (the bill looks, bends to Nasonkinu). Kolja, it how much in dollars? You know a course? Nasonkin. How much, how much … If on 30 roubles, means, — almost 290! Dzhulija (having rummaged around a handbag in a lap as it is reserved, behind a little table, passes it a pack of the dollars intercepted across by a tape, whisper). I know, at you by your ridiculous rules — the gentleman pays. Only, Kolja, three hundreds and — cent more! There is nothing povozhat. I to you will tell on a secret: the dinner quite good, but three hundreds dollars it is not necessary!. Nasonkin, taking in hands money, suddenly absolutely impudent free gesture calls up the waiter, spits on fingers, pulls out from a pack one for another three pieces of paper and carelessly waves away. Nasonkin. Delivery it is not necessary! The footman contemptiously hems, with a curve smile accepts money. Nasonkin pulls was one more piece of paper, but Dzhulija covers his hand of the, softly stops. When the waiter departs, Nasonkin wishes to give pack Dzhulii, it again stops it. Dzhulija. No, no, Kolja, it — you. Also do not argue! I wished to make for a long time to you a gift. I ask you: buy the car while inexpensive … Well it is impossible without the car as you do not understand! And to eat, Kolja, it is necessary is health! I very much, very much — you hear me? — Very much I want, that you did not refuse … I will take offence! You are not guilty, that at you money is not present, as well as I am not guilty, that they at me are. You that, do not understand — I specially for this purpose money took? You think, I every day with yourself of a pack of dollars cash a burden? Everything, everything, I do not wish anything to hear is to you! (Interrupting objections, embraces him and, not paying attention to footmen, kisses) Nasonkin (hot answering a kiss). To hell money! To hell oysters! Dzhul! Native mine!. MY GOD, AS I YOU … AH LAVAS JU! Glik the nineteenth Other day. Apartment. In an armchair sits Dzhulija (dressed as Erin Brokovich) is more gloomy than a cloud, irons the Dollar in a lap. Noise of an entrance door. Appears drunk Nasonkin with a bottle in a hand. Dzhulija. Well, and what does it mean? You have told, what leave for ten minutes?! Nasonkin (mutters). Me, by the way, from job popyorli … Dzhulija (not listening). You know, Kolja, me, what, there is nothing more, how your cat here to caress? Nasonkin (blowing up). Certainly, after all THERE to eat better WHOM to caress-iron!. I saw, read yesterday in the Internet, that at you engagement soon … did not want speaks, yes — is fine … Dzhulija. Vau! You again? Nasonkin (convulsively skovyrivaja a stopper from a bottle). Not again, and again! By the way, if HE to you, and the truth, a platinum wedding ring with a brilliant in three carats has presented — could and be praised … After all, we with you FRIENDS! (Takes out from a sideboard a wine glass, pours more half, drinks) Dzhulija (rises, dumps a cat). You know that, I am not going to here to look, how you will get drunk … Nasonkin (putting aside a bottle and a wine glass). Dzhulija! Dzhul! Everything, I will not be! But you tell to me — what for? Really you do not see — it for the silly woman holds you! It is literally for the silly woman! You, what, do not know, do not believe, what HE keeps ringing till now to this — as it?. Dzhulija (it is angrily straightened, looks down). And here it you does not concern!. You hear? You very well hear me? You have gone know where?. (You break on shout) that to yourself allow, and?! To me such man's chauvinism — as it? — On a horse-radish it is not necessary! I, what — YOU belong?. Nasonkin (beggarly). Dzhul!. Dzhulija. Yes, HE has presented to me a ring for five thousand dollars, and YOU such cannot present!. And in general, Kolja, for-pom-ni: your level — Anna Ioannovna!. (Nasonkin, having begun was to kneel, stiffens in a ridiculous pose) do not dare — you well hear me? – Do not dare to call more me! Even if I will come — only will be worse!. Beats by the computer button. Light dies away. Glik the twentieth Apartment. Nasonkin sits on a sofa, having clamped a head hands. Lifts a sight, is melancholy examines a room. Gets from under a pillow a black openwork brassiere, buries a nose in one cup, another, greedy sighs. Nasonkin (to itself or spectators). Well all did not dream me it?! Here this wonderful lovely brassiere with the touching small cups, already rained kisses by me, — it, what, and in THAT world now on Dzhulii?. And — whether it remembers now, whether knows about me that's it in the given second, being in THAT world?. Especially, when it tseluetsja-is pressed out with this … Lines, it is better not to think of it! (Pause) How to live now? How?! (A call to a door. Jumps, flies, opens. A voice: « To you the summons, undersign ». Comes back with a sheet of paper in a hand, bewildered reads)« the Court calls you as the respondent … »a horse-radish to itself! Here to you and Anna Ioannovna!. All! Will suffice! To hell! It is solved! (Opens a case, puts in it diskettes, videocassettes, a pack of money, the passport, linen, removes portrait Dzhulii, kisses) And unless I can now without you, native washing, to live? (Having thought, removes from a shelf and puts in a case the book) Anything, anything, Edichka Lemons THERE has survived, I will survive also!. That-and-ak (Looks round), Baksika to neighbours I will hand over … And here still that … (dials number) Arcady, you? Listen, in twenty minutes I wait for you at our epicure — business monetary and superimportant. You wish to publish the decent book? Then hurry up! (Puts a tube, gets from the diplomat dollars, counts some pieces of paper) Everything, now with friend Arcady I will say goodbye, I will take a champagne small bottle, vmazhu on a path, for a new happy life and … the Main thing (Reflects), to leave-dive in the program with a head, and then to contrive and erase it as though from within … And then — all (spectators), children, pokedova! (Around) Farewell and you, the Raseja-mother Greedy looks round!. Good-bye! Light slowly dies away. Curtain
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