A Fox Hunt Page #3

Synopsis: The Meet: The hounds are joyously romping about in anticipation of a good run. They journey from the kennels to the starting place of the meet, where several members of the hunt are waiting. The master soon has everything arranged, and the horn is blown and off they go. In Full Cry: The hounds are away. Picking up the scent, off they rush through hedge and wood and bush. We catch sight several times of the fox scampering on in terror with the hounds in full cry. The Kill: After an exciting, ringing chase, the hounds pounce upon their prey and quickly kill. They are all gathered together, and off they trot to the assembling place. The dead fox is thrown amongst the hounds, who very soon break it up. The brush is then presented to the lady of the hunt. Return to the Kennels: After such a good chase the horn is blown and the return journey is made. The members, pleased with the chase, trot lazily back, and the pack are conducted back to their kennels.
Year:
1908
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How are you doing?

You haven't told me anything.

- I'm alright.

- Yeah.

- You wife is still at the factory?

- Yes.

Good.

- What about you? Still a security officer?

- Yes.

Still armed?

No, now we can't carry arms.

No need to.

- It's a meat-packing plant.

- I see.

I maintain order, that's all.

Just to be on the safe side.

- It's biting, look.

- Where?

Pull it already!

Damn! Missed it.

See, it bit the worm.

What are you doing? There's no bait.

You're out of touch!

Well, godson, wanna try my homemade vodka?

- What?

- Will you drink or not?

No. It's too hot, uncle Kolya.

Besides, I've got a headache.

What's wrong with your head?

There's been an accident.

I've been hit.

You've been hit?

And how!

I'm still wearing this, see?

Yeah.

It was in the park at night.

Two... 17-year-old buddies.

You know, those...

Juveniles. Wearing size 45.

- With tips.

- Yeah, I know.

There's been an accident here too.

Two guys escaped.

They even got weapons...

- Where?

- In Lubentsy.

If I had seen them, I'd...

I'd shoot them, my word.

Shoot with what? You've got no weapons.

I don't...

It's not biting today, uncle Kolya.

Have a drink.

Alright.

I don't feel like drinking.

It's just not my day.

I'll be going, uncle Kolya.

Where?

I need to visit a friend of mine.

Why don't you stay overnight?

No, I'll be going.

Don't be angry.

As you like.

I'm trying to work.

- You'll get out soon.

- I just can't do it.

- 5 minutes left.

- I can't.

Hello.

Here.

I've come to see you.

You look better with short hair.

It will grow again.

Well, tell me.

How you've been doing and all that.

I was passing by.

And I thought...

...why don't I drop by. Do you want me to

tell smth to your mother? Do you write her?

Why?

I don't know.

Maybe, you need some food.

What is he doing here?

Why have you let him in?

Who is he?

- Your relative.

- Relative? - Yes.

- He showed his passport.

- What passport?

The surname is the same.

Why the same?

He is Belov, and I'm Belikov.

I see him for the first time.

You'd better check.

Maybe, he's some kind of agent.

Come on, Belikov.

And don't come here any more.

Listen, knock it off.

Are you listening?

Enough!

I've come here for your own good.

Why are you...

Stop following me already!

Pavel Sergeyevich, get him off me.

I don't want any apprentices!

Come on, Petrovich.

- What's wrong with you?

- I'm sick of all these people!

I don't want to work with them.

I can't!

I told you to go away.

I canl hit you, got it?

- Do you mean, when you're drunk?

- When I'm sober too.

- Move!

- Oh come on.

- Seryoga!

- I'm sick of them.

- Not again.

- Blood-shot eyes.

No willingness to work.

They drink at night...

If it was up to me...

I'd send the whole lot

of them to the tundra.

I'd make them work with picks and shovels.

Here we go.

You've still got a headache or what?

- It's no use talking to them.

- Knock it off!

Some say responsiveness.

What responsiveness?

He will kill you with your responsiveness.

He'll make a fool out of you,

until you hit him over the head.

Ok, get out. Your wife is here.

- Hello.

- Here, popular control.

- Why is she here?

- She's come for you.

She doesn't do that usually.

Maybe, something happened?

Who knows.

Someone moved in maybe.

Am I an alcoholic?

Don't I bring you money,

squander it on whores?

Vitya, quiet!

Why?

Let them hear. I'm not embarrassed.

I asked you, do I squander money on drink?

Why are you following me all the time?

I'm a normal man.

My name is on the honours board.

What more do you need?

Oh great.

Here we go.

It's been a long time.

Remember when I cried in the street

like this, and you followed me?

When?

Don't you remember?

We were engaged then.

Oh yes.

You were my fiance, and you cried

for the fear that I spoilt you

and wasn't going to marry.

No, not because of it.

You've forgotten.

Petya, don't take offence...

I've agreed with the doctor,

with Anna Yakovlevna.

What Yakovlevna?

From the next entrance...

She said you should come,

she'll examine you.

What for?

Well...

About your head...

What with it?

Do you think...

I'm out of my mind or what?

Let's go!

Great!

That's too much.

Enough, you shouldn't eat so much.

Let him eat if he wants.

Eat, Valera.

Organism knows better.

- Did you get all of them?

- Yes, lieutenant.

Officer!

Quick!

Calm down.

Come on, get up.

Get up, don't be afraid.

Easy.

Come on...

Hands behind your head!

Step aside!

Guard!

Follow me!

Miss!

- Hello!

- Hello!

Do you have any literature?

This fellow is very keen.

Something for 2nd form.

Textbooks are in that department.

No, we've got textbooks, we...

Give me the list. We need..

Something for home reading.

Here you are. You've bedraggled it.

Here you are.

- Is that all?

- Yes.

Do you have something to read?

- For whom? For you?

- Yes.

Is it about spies?

It's about the police.

I don't want that.

What about the classics?

Whatshisname...

Nekrasov?

- It's poetry.

- Poetry is good.

And Lermontov...

- Have you got Pushkin?

- Dad, we've got Pushkin.

Great, then we'll have more.

Do you want me to count that?

- 4.73.

- How much?

- What is it?

- Sleep. I'll be back in a minute.

I don't understand.

Who are you?

Relative, cousin.

- But you've got different surnames.

- That's right.

- What's in the bag?

- Books.

Books.

I've got an assignment from the factory.

From social organizations.

You see?

I see.

Look, cousin, here's what I'll tell you.

Firstly, only the next of kin are allowed.

Secondly, if a work collective

sends someone

to assist in educational work,

that someone needs a proper document.

Understood?

I see.

Maybe, there's a simpler way.

- Maybe, if I ask.

- Ask who?

- You.

- It's no use asking me.

- I've explained everything to you.

There's a lot of red tape here.

I'd send you to the infantry

with these shoulder straps.

How would you cope

with a 25-km quick march?

What did you say?

Nothing. You've got a plum job here.

Mind your language, mister.

You're a mister, I'm a comrade.

You?

May I come in?

Go ahead. Close the door.

- Aren't you cold here?

- I'm alright.

What are you doing?

That's nothing.

Something's wrong?

Nothing is wrong.

- Where is Valera?

- Outside.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

Well?

Are we going somewhere?

Like where?

You seem to be ok here.

We are not then.

Maybe you should buy a car? Zhiguli?

I said, a car.

Some people buy them.

God, what people?

People like me and you.

Go ahead, buy a car if you have money.

One can always save up.

Just say a word.

It's a bit awkward to arrive

at a date on a motorbike.

I'd even say light-headed.

We're not in the country, after all.

Why don't you take an accordion too.

Accordion is good. Very good.

Are you serious?

Open your eyes! What dates?

Alright, Vitya.

It happens...

I'm not holding you back.

I told you at once, when we got married.

If you've got another woman,

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