A Fox Hunt Page #5

Have you visited

your godfather again?

Yeah.

How is he doing?

He's alright. He'd caught a cold.

And now he's well.

He's fine.

It's ok.

Caught a lot?

A bit.

- No luck.

- No luck.

Hello then!

Hello.

Well?

Well?

It's winter?

Winter, Vova!

I can't see any joy!

Forget the winter.

It will melt anyway.

It's winter!

- It's winter!

- Alright, winter.

Winter, Vova!

Let's get out of here.

- Let's get the hell out of here.

- Let's go.

Why did you do that?

Take it!

For now. It's my old one.

Vova!

Just a second, ok?

Go ahead. But quick, I'll be waiting.

Freedom!

Freedom greets you at the door...

Hello, Vova!

- Hello!

- Vova!

Hello.

Vova!

Hello!

Are you alone? What about your gust?

What guest?

What do you mean? I've ran

to the market in the morning.

- Where is he?

- He couldn't come.

Was he released at all?

He was.

Vitya, the more I think about it,

the more I agree with you.

You were right to help him.

Nowadays people have little mercy.

They live too well. And before

people lived worse and had

more sympathy for fellow-men.

They could feel mercy.

I think you did the right thing.

I told Valentina Yegorovna,

she thinks so too.

Who thinks?

What Yegorovna?

Listen to me. Don't gossip around about it.

I'm not.

Don't worry.

I was thinking.

Our barmaid Taisia is

back to work on Monday,

we can talk to her.

We've got fellows transporting

goods on those lorries.

- This your fellow can too.

- They are drunk.

Don't say that.

They are ordinary boys, Komsomol members.

And I'm...

Where are you going?

Nearby.

Don't go.

I'll go with you.

Marina, don't.

And I just couldn't believe it's you.

But it is!

We were waving to you.

Vitya!

Come join us.

I'll bring everything. Come on.

- Where?

- To our table.

- Come!

- I'm not going to your table.

Put it back!

- Put it back!

- Menu, please.

- Girls, can I have the menu?

- What's gotten into you?

Step aside!

Well?

Is that because we ran off then?

Ok, I'm sorry.

Why ran off?

You just got in the car and left.

Nothing wrong with that.

Move those chairs, one cannot pass!

May I?

Alright, I did it.

And I got what I deserved, right?

I deserved it.

Well.

Vitya!

Let's drink for you.

Come on!

I owe my life to you...

And all that sort of thing.

That's in the past.

I won't go back. Never!

Take Lesha.

He works as a mechanic.

He's doing alright.

I've got a job too.

I'm nobody's fool.

- Right?

- Right.

You've changed me, right?

It will be alright, Vitya.

As it should be.

I'll get married.

Have kids.

Fox-hunting, huh?

- What's wrong with that?

- Nothing's wrong.

Victor Petrovich, knock it off.

Enough talking.

- Come!

- Join us!

Everyone's waiting for you.

Join us!

Hey, comrade!

- Comrade, where are you going?

- He's with us!

Guys, I propose a toast

for Victor Petrovich!

Way to go! Way to go!

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