Dom durakov Page #3
- Year:
- 2002
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Let's take a picture!
Ali's got the camera.
Where is he?
He's locked himself in his room.
I knocked but he didn't answer.
Can I come in?
Give us the camera, please.
There's no film left.
You want to upset me but it won't work.
- No, it's really all gone.
- I have a gift for you.
You mustn't leave.
Lucia says I mustn't miss my chance.
it only happens once.
You mustn't go.
- Bye!
- There's a war outside.
Let go, you're hurting me.
Are you stupid or what?
Ive brought you an apple.
Eat it. That way the nurse
won't shout at you.
Zoia will grate it for you.
Ive got a hat.
Andrei, sweety. The hat.
See you.
See you.
Last New Year, we kissed.
You remember?
This will be the second time.
Keep the curtain closed
or the flies will crap
all over Bryan again.
Vika, be careful
when you do the bridge.
Don't go breaking your neck.
Fedia, you're a plumber,
so fix the toilets.
There...
Bye. Im going.
Bye.
- Where are you going?
- Ill see her to the gate.
Let's go upstairs to watch her go.
Let's go.
Hello.
- Hello.
- Hi.
Come on in.
Women are always welcome.
Be careful here.
Hello.
Here I am.
Ahmed, you're fiance's here.
Ahmed's marrying his beauty.
You were right to come.
Sit down at the table.
Next to your fianc.
Get her a clean plate.
Ahmed, why don't you
ask her to sit next to you?
- Is it true?
- What?
You promised her?
Yes, he did, sir. I was there.
We were all in the laundry room.
Say something.
its tasty. All we get
is porridge and cocoa.
Ahmed, Im waiting. Is it true?
Yes. Why?
Is that a problem?
A wedding needs wine.
Sir, may I?
You made a poor choice, girl.
He's an actor. Never trust an actor.
I don't usually keep my word.
But I will now! Im marrying her.
You're all witnesses.
Pass me the vodka.
You know our dances?
No, only the polka.
Go on, you play!
Look at this woman! Such talent!
Show them how you dance!
Come here! Come on!
Ive come to take her back home.
- Is he a relative?
- No.
His name's Ali.
He helped us out earlier.
Come and eat with us.
Sit down.
Don't! He never takes his pack off,
even when he sleeps.
What's in it? Dollars?
its a secret. I can't say.
Why are you doing this?
She's sick.
Im not sick. Im perfectly healthy.
Let's go home.
You want her back in the nuthouse?
its not a "nuthouse".
its our home. That's where we live.
Have a drink. We'll talk later.
Come on!
Leave him alone!
They're letters.
They're not letters, they're poems.
Ali is a poet. They're poems.
Ali, don't be angry.
Read them your poems instead.
The storm brings darkness,
the wind how is
Like a beast, Like a child
It how is at everyone
Twisting round tenderly
Like a wanderer Lost on earth...
Let's go home.
Ahmed!
Leave me alone!
My hat!
Good evening, my sweet fiance.
- Forgive me, please.
- For what?
I can't marry you.
He can't survive if I abandon him.
- Who can't?
- My fianc, Bryan Adams.
- He loves you that much?
- You have no idea!
its crazy, how much he loves me!
But that's not the reason.
its because I love him.
its tough on him.
He wouldn't get by without me.
- Is he in the army?
- No, you're in the army.
He's a singer. He's Bryan Adams.
- The American star?
- He's Canadian.
He was born in Canada
and lives in London.
His father's a diplomat. He loves opera.
Bryan Adams loves opera?
No, not Bryan. His father loves opera.
Perhaps Bryan does too.
Do you know that we're alive?
because someone somewhere
loves us?
They pray for us and give us strength.
Tell me, who's praying for you?
Someone has to be.
Don't worry.
Someone has to be praying for you too.
That's all.
You're not angry, are you?
I should be asking you for forgiveness.
I never intended to marry you.
I was just fooling around.
When that argument started,
I spoke out of pride.
After, when we danced,
I saw how stupid I am.
Id make a poor fianc.
But you're a great dancer!
I never thought
Id carry a gun one day.
I couldn't even shoot straight.
But when my brothers were killed,
when the roof fell in on my father,
I went and asked them for a gun.
So now I shoot.
I wonder...
when they kill me...
You won't get killed. You're special.
Who do you look like?
your father or your mother?
Who do I look like?
Like a bald bastard, that's who!
- Totally bald.
- So what?
Ali's bald too, and so is the doctor.
Lenin was too. And he was smart.
And his wife loved him.
And aliens, forget it!
Not only are they bald, they're green.
- I need another drink.
- Ive got some vodka.
Fedia stole it from the laundry.
So you're an actor?
That's a bad idea, beautiful.
Time to fix the hangover.
I told you to eat something.
I don't remember a thing.
You danced and then you cried.
After, you fell asleep on my breast.
Wet it with some beer.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
Ive cheated on my beloved.
Stop it!
You can go back to him.
I won't tell him anything.
No, it's too late.
He'll never forgive me.
You and I will be together forever now.
Listen, what's your name?
Janna... Timofeeva.
Janna, don't think that way.
You understand me?
Don't panic! Everyone pair off!
Move to the boiler room!
Vika, that concerns you too.
Nothing concerns me.
I don't have time to talk to you.
Don't touch me!
What are you doing?
That's hospital property.
Don't forget anyone.
Stick together, in pairs!
Come in here!
In pairs!
The Russians are at the market!
Help me! Teach me to shoot!
- Get out of my way!
- I want to help.
OK. Give me those sacks.
Vakhid, teach me to shoot.
Try to understand.
I have to be with you.
its such a joy,
fighting for your own freedom.
I don't want to miss this celebration.
- Get to the basement!
- Show me!
its such a joy,
fighting for your own freedom.
We're heading for the market!
Go back home!
You understand Russian?
Where's my home?
Here!
You're totally crazy!
I can play the accordion!
Look, I can play the accordion!
Faster!
Move!
Down with Russian chauvinism!
Let's go!
- Freedom!
- I love you!
Don't stay there!
Don't leave me!
Im yours now, Ahmed.
Im your wife.
Those are not yours!
What are you doing?
Tell him Im his wife!
Go, you're in the way!
I don't have a wife! Go!
Ahmed, don't kill me!
Ahmed, I love you!
Don't kill me!
Fire, I love you.
Don't kill me.
Mud, I love you.
Don't kill me.
Go on, Ill stay here a while.
Go on.
Lucia!
Zoia!
I can't take any more!
What are you doing here?
Go down to the basement!
Lucia! Anybody!
She's been killed in my room!
She has a headache.
Listen to me, she's lying on Lucia's bed!
You didn't eat your apple?
The nurse says that God forgives.
Will he forgive everyone?
Who?
God.
Which one?
You know? God.
What do you see?
An apple.
Is that all?
Well, yes, what else? its an apple.
I see different nations on that apple.
People that love each other
and destroy each other,
fighting for generations, and dying.
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