Nastya Page #3
- Year:
- 1994
- 89 min
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Mommy dear! That's Titerin himself!
Come along.
Vladimir Nikolaevich!
Don't worry. We'll take care of it.
You step aside please.
- Really, you don't have to.
- We'll do it. Come give me a hand.
Take it. And ONE, TWO, THREE!
Let's get it one more time.
ONE...TWO...THREE!
Total chaos in the district.
Is it really that hard to put up
a road barrier?
We do put them, but they get stolen.
Also, it's the maintenance people who answer for that.
Are you the maintenance?
- You?!
- What can maintenance people do about it,
when they don't even get a tool shed?
What can they do?
I have an offer.
What offer?
We've purchased some Japanese technology.
It cleans, sweeps and washes all by itself.
Would you like to see it?
We do.
I cannot.
- My mom is...
- We'll convince her.
Mom.
- Mom, we have guests.
- Hello!
You're still sick, mommy-o?
Maksim Petrovich, why did you come down personally?
I already told Margunin I'd start tomorrow...
By no means! Stay in bed
until you've fully recovered.
This is comrade Teterin,
our new district prefect.
And if you need anything,
you let me know.
- Don't be shy
- Oh, I'll tell him, you parasite!
I'll tell him everything.
For two years now I ask himto make me
a tool shed. They won't lift a finger.
Meanwhile I come home,
and the rubber hose is stolen!
And that's how it goes, mister Prefect.
Well I hope you got the message now?
If you need anything, do call me.
I'll be glad to hear from you.
Meanwhile, we wanted to show
your daughter some Japanese technology.
- Any objections?
- Mom, I told them I couldn't...
Yeah? Why can't you?
Go have fun, no use sitting at home.
You've sat long enough.
If there's a heaviness upon my heart
In her alone I seek the answer
And not because she radiates a light
But because with her one does not need light.
And in the circle of universes,
And in the twilight of the brooding hour
- There's but one star whose name my lips repeat...
- Please watch the road, or we'll crash.
Yes, ma'am!
Oh Nastya, Nastya!
What?
- This is what I wanted to avoid. It's what I feared...
- What did you fear?
I was afraid to fall in love.
- Please don't laugh. It's serious.
It only seems that way to you.
You do not know me at all.
- I've fallen in love, perhaps for the very first time...
- Vladimir Nikolaevich, please stop the car now!
They're selling red beets there!
I must buy some for the borscht.
But only on one condition.
You must stay in the car.
- Teterin speaking.
- Vladimir Nikolaevich, the mayor is looking for you.
- Tell him I am meeting with constituents
- Got it!
- Also, the Japanese are here...
- I said I'd be in at 1pm. 1pm! Over and out!
Oh my lord, they act like children.
They can't take any decisions themselves.
Maybe just to hell with it all, and
let's drive out somewhere scenic to relax?
Vladimir Nikolaevich, you are expected by
you constituents, and me- by my mom.
And in the twilight of the brooding hour
There's but one star whose name my lips repeat
Could you please tell me, Ivan the Terrible Street-
is that the old Liberty Street?
No. It's the old Clara Zetkin street.
Thank you.
Excuse me, does Aleksandr Pechogin live here?
- Which one is that?
- A young guy, not very tall.
Ah, Sashka!
Yes.
- who's against? -me
- who abstains? -me
- adopted!
- i'm still against!...
you're welcome!
In a Dark Age of transition, everywhere and always
the worst scum of every society rises to the top
And it not only lacks objectives, but also any sign of contemplation.
It expresses with all its might only its own restlessness and impatience.
Meanwhile this well-known scum unwittingly comes
under the influence of a tightly-knit clique
of a so-called vanguard who act with a specific aim
- Excuse me, where can I find Sasha?
Down the corridor, to the left.
Second door after the kitchen.
- ...and other idiots, which also happens.
brilliant, isn't it?!
- yes...absolutely
no, that's incorrect! I'll tell you this much: scum are
those who took for themselves two packs of bedsheets
...and the idiots are those who voted for it
- ladies and gentlemen, I thought we agreed to hold a concert
- you can shove this concert up your ass!
Please come in
- gentlemen, I ask you to observe language that's parliament-worthy
- oh, please...
Hello.
Excuse me, is Aleksandr home?
Hello.
He's not here. But he might be back soon.
You may wait for him.
Please take off your jacket
and have a seat.
My name is Olya.
Pardon me, but who are you? You don't
have to answer if you don't want to.
Why not? My name is Nastya.
I work as a clerk in
Is that the truth? Although, I am sorry
I have no reason to not believe you.
So let's entertain the idea
that you're an office supplies clerk
for now
- why for now?
- because...
because with your physical attributes,
you'll be a make-up artist in a month
somewhere in America
- Or in the worst case, in Israel.
- I don't know. I am not planning to take my attributes anywhere.
Well, everyone says they have no such plans.
Forgive me my directness, Nastya...
I don't know what relations you have with Sasha.
He's my brother, a very good person whom I love...
But believe me that despite all his good qualities,
he is unworthy of you.
because you... how should I say this?...
What time is Sasha coming?
Actually, after 6. But I thought,
perhaps he'd drop in sooner.
Yesterday, in one house, he left his cigarettes.
- Bye.
Why do you consider your brother
unworthy of me?
Because you are you,
and he is he.
Good afternoon.
Girls!
- Good afternoon
- Howdy
- Do you know how to read? We're closed...
- Oh, Valya, who gave you a black eye?
What the...?! Are you blind?
Woman, can't you read the sign?
Closed for lunch.
Greetings to you from Nastya Plotnikova.
I am her relative.
I came to visit her from
the city of Tver.
Our dear Nastya? How is she doing?
Taking care of her mom. Doing maintenance work.
So I decided, I should replace her at work.
for now.
No, thanks. Your move...
Thank you so much. Do excuse us,
but we'll do our dear Nastya's work ourselves.
Then I will go
Say hi to Nastya
Actually, I don't even know
anyone in this city.
It's bad when one has no acquaintances.
If you want, you can come to Makhno metro station at 7pm
My husband will be doing a performance there.
It's a very prestigious show.
Thank you, dear Katya!
Your face looks very familiar.
Where could I have seen you?
You have to guess.
- Yesterday...
- At the dinosaurs?
As you were jumping off the bridge.
Do you remember?
Hazily.
...And when you fell asleep
at someone's house...
Have you forgotten?
Are you Nastya?
Nastya
Pardon me.
Heh! Some mental lapses!
Did your mom get upset with me?
- On the contrary. She talked all night about
how you're so calm and modest
- Really?
I don't remember very well.
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