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Synopsis: The 1975 film by Georgi Daneliya "Afonya" was an unexpected commercial hit in USSR. The main character Borshev A.N. is a Plumber who spends his free time, as well as working hours, drinking with his buddies whom he even doesn't recognize the next day after another heavy drink. His wife leaves him, his boss places him on probation, his whole life is falling a part but he doesn't realize it. There is only one person who can save him - a nurse by the name Katya whom he met at a disco and didn't pay much attention to... Daneliya manages to balance in the film satire and drama, quotes from the film gained a cult status in Russia and other former countries of USSR.
 
IMDB:
8.0
PG
Year:
1975
92 min
90 Views


You talk too much.

Well hey there!

- You work here now?

- 81 kopecks.

These are on me.

Them my students.

Hello.

It'll be 2 rubles 43 kopecks.

Why aren't you a foreman yet?

They won't make you?

Who, me? They offered me a thousand

times. But what do I need it for?

Your ambitions are completely

atrophied.

- Wha..?

- You've no urge to become famous.

How can a foreman be famous?

He's no cosmonaut or hockey

player.

A foreman has heaps of work

and a fixed salary.

Whereas I'm paid piece rate.

- Plus overwork.

- Plus tips.

Archimedes! He can use

his brains alright.

Here's for the movie tickets.

Thanks.

No thanks. And I'll give you back

- You so rich, eh?

- Can't say we're poor.

You think I'm poor?

- I let them go.

- What'd you mean, you let them go?

They learned fast.

Clever guys.

Borschov, wait!

- Do you realize you...

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- You never get tired of joking.

- Who's joking?

Why do you hang around here?

I let you go, so off you go.

We ask to be transferred to another

specialist.

We refuse to work with Borschov.

- Why?

- It's a matter of principle.

Principle my ass! It is I who refuse

to work with you!

What do I need you for? Same

salary, and an extra pain in my ass.

Afanasy!

Hey there!

- Can I stay with you?

- What?

It's only for a while.

She threw me out.

Be my guest.

Gave me one bed set.

Said I could come for the second one

after she picks it from the laundry.

I rented this folding bed.

Afanasy! Do you have macaroni?

- Macaroni.

- No.

I bought 3 packs. Highest quality.

- Step inside.

- Afanasy, do you snore?

I don't know.

Well I do! But it's no big deal.

You go ahead and punch me

on the side.

Gotcha.

So I moved in.

- Don't we have a TV-set?

- Nope.

Why don't we rent one?

They're cheap.

Go ahead and do that.

- Where'd I put it?

- What're you looking for?

- My necktie.

- I'll give you mine.

Claudia brought it from Sochi.

It's nice looking.

Where is... There it is!

Lay there calm and quiet.

Mount Ahun.

Against the setting Sun.

Here, Afanasy, wear it.

No, thanks.

Afanasy.

Don't worry, I won't be staying

long.

Soon as Mikhalych comes back from

vacation, I'll move to his place.

You from the telephone station?

- No. - You're Vasya from

the 3rd construction company!

- Right?

- No.

I'm Kolya, a plasterer.

You're the guy from Assol cafe

last night?

- That's me.

- I thought I saw you before.

- Why didn't you say so? Hello!

- Hello.

So it's a housewarming then?

Draw! One of us will have to go

get the booze.

- Oh, no!

- Why not?

I've got... allergy.

What?!

Allergy.

There, this one?

That's the one.

All right then. You make yourself

at home, and I'm off to a meeting.

Oh, it's you?

Hey. I was passing by and I thought

I'd drop by.

Well, you go on and head your way.

How can I help you?

Sorry, wrong address.

CLEANING DAY:

Trofimych!

- Where's Fedul?

- On lunch break.

Don't you ever have lunch?

You're like some camel.

Camel yourself.

I need to talk to Sima Petrovna.

Where is she? Leopold here.

Got married? Long ago?

May I?

The lady's engaged, dude.

- What is your name?

- Claire.

- I'm Carl.

- Dude!

On this one it's dames that ask

men to dance.

What about yourself?

Are you a dame?

And that is strictly my personal

business.

You're no dame, you're an a**hole.

What?

It's wonderful weather, don't

you think?

All right, we'll talk later.

Cockroach's tit!

Young lady! Do they have

a cafeteria here?

I don't know.

May I ask you for a dance?

- Me?

- Yes.

You may.

Looks like they don't have

a cafeteria.

I don't know.

I'm here for the first time.

I've arranged to come here with my

girlfriend, Pasha Stroganova,

paramedic from ward 3.

But she couldn't make it.

Good heavens!

There's our TU committee chairman!

Now I will have to dance with him

all night!

Sorry, pal.

- May I?

- Already taken, dude.

Ladies ask men.

One minute.

Soon I'll be old and grey-haired, -

Time to retire and write memoirs...

This is a hot dance.

That's him.

We can relax, have some tea,

listen to the radio.

The program for those who

do not sleep.

- What's your name?

- Lyudmila.

Well, I happen to be Ruslan.

Holy baloney! I forgot to call

our HR manager.

I won't take a minute.

Ruslanych! I've a plasterer staying

at my place.

Tell him to grab his pillow and

mattress and go into the bathroom.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Hey, mister, can I have you

for a chat?

Working hours over.

- Chicken, eh?

- Who, me?

- Scared of you?

- Cm'on then?

Cm'on.

So who's an 'a**hole'?

They let you out?

Hazel-eyes!

What re you doing here?

- I thought...

- You thought what?

- I was worried.

- Worried? Are you a street cleaner?

- Why?

- Why'd you have to call the police?

Now they'll report me to my boss.

All right, bye now.

I'm really sorry!

- Where'd you live?

- Old city.

Old city. How will you get home?

Buses don't run at this time

of night.

Boiled water.

Spoon.

Tea.

Sugar?

Sugar.

Drink it, or you'll catch pneumonia.

What's your name, hazel-eyes?

Katya.

I'm Dormidont.

- Yevlampiyevich.

- No you're not. You're Afanasy.

The country knows its heroes

by name!

How do you know me?

You played volleyball with my

brother. Snegirev. Remember him?

- The dark haired lad?

- No, he's got brown hair.

He was in the reserve team.

Don't know anyone from

the reserve.

He moved to Irkutsk.

Got married. Has 3 kids.

Good for him. Blimey!

It's past 2.00.

Gotta go grab some sleep.

You can sleep in the room,

and I'll stay here.

- I'll bring the folding bed.

- Oh no, I'll go home.

The rain's over. Almost.

- I'd see you home, but...

- Oh no, no need to.

As you like. Chao.

I'll give you a ring. Sometime.

- What? What time is it?

- Wakey, wakey, company!

Sit.

Eat.

Did you hit the door jamb

or something?

No. It was an airplane.

What airplane?

TU-134.

It was landing, I got a bit absent

there, and - bang!

My Volodya used to have a haircut

exactly like yours.

He comes back - I'll have to

keep an eye on him.

- So you have kids?

- Two.

Volodya and Lena, my girl.

We need to buy a third fork.

- Go ahead.

- You have to get married, Afanasy.

What ever for? So I get thrown

out of my house like you?

Don't generalize.

Mine is an individual separate

case.

A family is a cell that forms

a society,

It is the foundation of a state.

Hello!

Hey there, hazel-eyes!

How're you doing?

- I'm fine.

- That's my girl! Keep it up!

Wait! What're you doing here?

Afanasy.

I work as an ambulance nurse.

Where I work - they were

distributing circus tickets.

They have Himalayan bears

riding bicycles.

I took 2 tickets. Want to come?

- When?

- Tonight.

Tonight I can't. Have to get ready

for the world politics class.

I'm conducting the politics

class tomorrow.

What's your number?

No. Ours is a different number.

I'll remember. 50 - that's one shot

of Vodka, one more shot, and 2.

- Still I'll write it down for you.

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