Afonya Page #5

I just wanna have some fun!

Katyusha, there's someone asking

for you.

- Oh!

- Hello.

You receive guests?

- What kind of jam do you prefer?

- Any kind.

There's blueberry jam.

I made it myself. Want some?

I do.

We've honey too. Mother brought

some from Kuban. You like honey?

- Where is your mother now?

- She's on her shift.

She works as a train conductor.

Don't you worry, Afanasy.

Everything's going to be just fine!

What's important is that you're

a good man,

and all mistakes can be corrected.

You should come to your senses.

If I'd known you would come -

I'd make a mushroom pie.

Katerina.

Would you marry me?

Would you?

For that you have to love me,

don't you?

Afanasy.

If you like,

on Saturday we could go sailing.

Where I work this paramedic,

Shagar,

has a 2nd degree in yachting sport.

I'll ask him, and he'll take us

for a ride.

Would you like that?

Next summer we can sail along

the Yenisei river.

Go camping.

I saw it on TV - beautiful nature,

rapids.

We might as well.

Afanasy.

You have a wrinkle,

right on your nose bridge.

It's like a little ray.

One over here too.

We're getting old.

No.

It's because you like to laugh.

When someone's funny and jolly,

they have wrinkles around

the eyes.

Jolly. I sure feel like jumping

with joy.

Afanasy, I was thinking.

Where I work there's this girl,

Sonya Ryabinkina,

she was also judged by

the collective.

But it was her own fault.

She was rude with doctors.

She never wore her cap when

on shifts.

Never took part in social extra-work

activities.

But then she came to her senses.

Now you wouldn't recognize her.

She's always polite. Wears her

white cap at all times.

She even started writing poems

for the wall newspaper.

About influenza, encephalitic...

Main thing is to come to one's

senses. Right?

It's five o'clock.

I have to be going, Katyusha.

Have to meet my aunt.

My aunt is coming to visit

from the village.

Afanasy, would you like me to

come with you?

No, Katyusha. It's cold outside.

Katyusha, was I very drunk

last night?

You see, we kinda celebrated

Yevdokimov's retirement...

Afanasy.

They're sending me to Afrika.

They've built a new hospital there

With up-to-date equipment.

Anna Ivanovna, Ryabinkina and me.

Now I don't know whether I should

go or not.

Katya. What shift are you working

today?

- The second shift.

- I'll give you a call, right?

Deal, hazel-eyes?

Afonya!

Afonya, bosom buddy!

- Afonya!

- He's not in.

- Afonya!

- I'm telling you, he's not in.

And who are you?

Go get some sleep. You're drunk!

Why won't you stay for some more?

We'll buy us a TV set.

I can't.

Afanasy, I told you I can't.

My son's coming back from the army.

What example will I show him?

So I'll apologize. No big deal.

There's no harm in it for me.

There, let's sit for the road.

Maybe I should get married?

I don't know.

I really don't know, Afanasy.

A man has to decide his own life.

- Wait, let's talk some more.

- I can't. Have to go.

I still need to drop my things

at home on my way to work.

You forgot your hat.

No problem. It's my contribution.

Afanasy, I wrote down

my address for you.

Drop by my place sometime.

- Promise!

- I will.

Best when Claudia is not at home.

She saw your portrait and...

Well, you know.

Thank you, Afanasy.

Thank you for everything.

Good bye.

Good luck!

Hello, aunt Frosya.

Hello, Magic Horse!

I'm making you a shirt to wear

on September 1.

For that you've ruined your

only dress!

It's no use anyway.

Relative!

Relative!

Gimme a ruble, relative!

Afonya owes me a ruble.

Katyusha, we're here.

What's wrong with you?

- Lena, did they discharge Fedoseeva?

- Not yet.

Katyusha!

- Someone called you.

- Who?

A man.

Hey there, rabbits!

He's not in, young lady. He left.

- Where to?

- To a village.

- Oh, on fieldworks?

- He left for good.

How?

Hello.

Hello.

Hello!

Hello there.

Afonya!

Afonya! Let's go home!

- I'm talking to you!

- Be right there.

I've been hearing it since

this morning.

Hurry up!

Coming.

What, you fancy my steel stallion?

Want to swap?

I give you my horse, you give me

your cap.

Fidget?

Boar?

Wait...

Wait, wait.

Turn your side to me.

In the darkest forest,

in the darkest forest...

Magic Horse!

- Magic Horse!

- Fidget.

Ask to be dismissed of my own

free will - coma -

papers to be sent to Borschov -

coma -

I give up my apartment.

A. N. Borschov.

Thank you, Nadyusha.

You plan to work here?

- Maybe.

- Not maybe. For sure!

You know who this is? Professor

of plumbing engineering!

By the way, he's single.

Give us a smile, Lescheva.

You know what teeth she's got?

She can bite a nail in half!

Yelizaveta! Magic Horse is back!

My bosom buddy.

- Hello.

- Hello!

- Don't be late!

- Don't worry! He doesn't drink.

- He's got allergy!

- What?

Allergy!

We'll go fishing. I bought a bike.

Only it's hush-hush for Yelizaveta.

While she's in Fedot's henhouse.

- I will plow...

- I will plow...

- I will till the land!

- I will till the land!

- Ivan Ivanov! Remember him?

- You bet.

Every morning Ivan Ivanov

takes his stupid pants off!

Every night the same old man

puts his pants back on again.

Wait till I get you!

Cockroach's tit!

To think how many years I've sent

down the drain in the city!

- Now we'll start from scratch!

- You bet!

- In the darkest forest!

- In the darkest forest!

When?

It's been over a year now.

I thought you knew.

We sent you a telegram.

Didn't you receive it?

I don't understand.

I'll go get the key.

Hope I'm not interfering.

Who're you?

I'm Egor Leschev. You don't

remember me?

Uncle Egor.

Come in, uncle Egor. Sit down.

Oh, no. I've just dropped by

for a sec.

That's how it is, uncle Egor.

So I've come back.

Well, come into possession

of the inheritance.

This is Frosya's archive.

I kept it just in case.

Papers for the house.

Account book. She saved 87 rubles

in your name.

Bonds.

Letters written by Kolya,

your father.

Thank you.

His death notice.

Your letters.

Read'em, they're good letters.

Frosya wrote them to herself.

- How?

- Very simple.

She would write a letter, slip it

into a mailbox in Leshevka village,

then receive it at this end,

and read it to us.

Everyone knew, of course,

but didn't show it.

She loved you.

She sure did. She passed away

right here, by the window.

Never got tired of waiting for you.

The number!

- The number?

- Give me the phone number.

- Hospital.

- What hospital?

I need the phone number.

A shot of Vodka - that's 50, 5-0,

and then...

Nadyusha, the client forgot

the number.

Forgetful fellow.

Will you give it a try through

the register-office?

A personal favor.

Thank you, Nadyusha.

The address! Quick!

- Mine?

- Of your fianc.

It's near a monastery.

A 2-storey house.

Do you at least know her name?

- I do.

- Well?

Snegireva Yekaterina.

Nadyusha, sweetie! Try to find her

for me. City hospital.

First 4 digits are: 50-50.

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