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You want to poison a child, don't you?

After all, she's my child,

and I feed her as I please.

Pardon me...

How come she's your child?

Chances are I'll adopt her myself!

- What?

- That's right.

Treat yourself, please,

my dear child.

And tomorrow...

...tomorrow, you and me...

We'll go to the zoo.

Don't suck on your finger,

my girl, that's bad.

I strongly insist that you should stop

interfering in my child!

Suck on your finger, sweetie,

enjoy yourself.

Now, everything is

as clear as a bell to me!

I'm merely bound

to take the child away from you!

Excuse me...

- I want to go home!

- Please, don't be afraid.

I won't give you up.

As a dentist, I assert...

What do you assert?

...that you have no inkling

of how to deal with children!

Yes, I do. Already.

Do you realize, for example, that if,

say, that cat sways its tail once...

- Then?

- ... then this very loaf of bread...

...will harbour, on average,

about 3 billion germs!

- No, it won't!

- Kitty, sway your tail.

Aha! No germs at all!

- And you say...

- What do I say?

Suck on your finger!!

You may rest assured

my child is healthy!

- You can't be so certain...

- Yes, I can! I can!

And I strongly insist

that you should stop interfering!

But as a doctor I...

And if I ever need a doctor's advice,

I'll take her to paediatrician!

Haven't you seen a girl

in a chequered dress?

No, I haven't.

- Haven't you seen a little girl?

- No, I haven't.

Now, where is she?!

Oh!

A little girl is hit!

Tell me, are you all right?

Gangway! Gangway! What's up?

Someone's got run over?

What happened?

Is she alive?

Oh! I must be worried sick!

There, there, please, calm down.

Don't you cry.

Why don't you watch your sister, uh?

She's not my sister.

She's a perfect stranger to me.

But I can take her home.

Tell me, where do you live?

I'll take you home.

Flat 6, ring twice.

And the street name?

I haven't learned it as yet!

She's to be taken to the police

station No 7, it's near here.

Mulya, Mulya! Look

what a lovely little girl is lost!

I'll take her

to the police station No 7.

We'll take her to the police!

My husband will!

Yes, but we're going to our dacha.

Mulya, don't unnerve me.

First, we'll take her to the police,

and then off to dacha.

All right, as you say.

Come with us!

Mulya, keep my umbrella

and don't get lost!

Let's go!

Comrade policeman!

What's the meaning of this?

Now they drive into

perfectly alive people!

This is an outrage!

Please, copy down the number.

3846! Do you hear?

And fine him a fortune!

Mulya, follow me!

Mulya, take me by the hand! The hand!

Honk it, you devils, honk it!

You hear?!

This is an outrage!

Mulya, the hand!

- Are we going home?

- Home, my sweetie, home.

Of all the nerve! To let a little child

run along in the streets

amid such traffic!

Who let you out alone, girl?

I've got my shoelaces

very unbuckled.

Mulya, step aside. She won't speak

in your presence. She's afraid of you.

- Why so?

- Mulya!

Step aside!

Who let you out

alone in the street?

Mulya! Mulya!

I know it all now!

She told me everything. Horrible!

She's regularly battered.

They threatened to tear her head off!

Yes, yes...

To tear her head off.

"Yes, yes, tear off"?!

Now drop your magazines,

it's no reading hall.

- Yes, yes, reading hall...

- Drop them, I say!

All in all, Mulya, tomorrow's the court.

- What court?

- People's Court!

You'll bring a lawsuit against her parents

claiming the slaughter of this innocent!

Lala! I thought we were taking

the girl to the police.

No police.

She's going to the country with us.

You can't be serious, Lala!

We must take her to the police.

No way! You mean, to bring her back

to her parents who abuse her?!

No way!

Lala! Leave it to the police.

We have no such right!

Yes we do!

I have it all investigated by myself!

All in all, Mulya,

tomorrow you'll file the suit.

But wait. Wait. Let's ask the girl.

Let her decide for herself.

Tell me, my little one,

what'd you like most?

To get your head torn off or

go to the dacha?

To dacha!

You see? To dacha.

Now we're going to buy her

some dry dress, and off to dacha!

Lala, this can't be done.

I assure you.

Lala! You'll get arrested!

Mulya, don't unnerve me.

Lala, you can get arrested.

All right, do as you please.

- Lala!

- Stop yelling at me!

Fine! Let's take her to the police,

since you're so heartless.

You always do as you please!

You slight me all my life.

And this man swore always

to carry me in his arms!

- Lala!

- Begone, you monster!

No, no! Tomorrow!

Tomorrow I'll move to my mother's!

- Lala!

- Forever!

Daddy, please, come on time tonight,

don't be late due to your urgent matters.

Please, hang up! I need to call

the police! My sister's gone!

Yura?!

- What sister? Have you got any?

- Yes, a little one...

- You must drop a coin first.

- Ah, a coin...

- And where was she this morning?

- She... was out, and then got lost.

Got lost?

But where could she be?

I'm at my wits' end! I was looking

for her on two boulevards.

"Haven't you seen a little girl in

a chequered dress and grey boots?"

- No one have.

- But I saw her!

- Come on, where's she?!

- She's been nearly hit by a car!

It can't true!

It's impossible!

Just now, she's been taken

to the police station No 7.

Let's race there! Quick!

Comrade Superintendent.

Am I eligible to adopt a little girl?

A foundling? Left at my door?

No, you are not!

One must learn how

to deal with germs

to become a foster parent.

Comrades, please,

what's your problem?

The problem is, she's a dentist,

not a paediatrician!

- And as a dentist, I state...

- What do you state?

...that you have no inkling

of how to deal with children!

- Yes, I do. Already.

- No, you don't.

Comrade Superintendent,

if I ever need a doctor's advice,

I'll ask paediatrician,

- ...and not a dentist!

- Certainly.

I can safely ignore her opinion.

I'm fully eligible to adopt a girl.

I'm a social activist,

a union member...

Comrades, comrades! I insistently

ask you to explain me in detail

where did you get the girl.

Heaven knows!

Comrade Superintendent,

the fact is...

...you see, as I've explained,

she'd been left at my doors...

Just a minute.

Comrade Superintendent,

this boy says

he's searching for some girl.

With his dog, he dispersed

all kids on boulevard...

That's a nice state of affairs!

He dispersed me all, as well!

Running all around

with his bulldog...

First off, it's not a bulldog

but an Alsatian!

Still, you don't have such a right,

do you get it or not?

To think he's holding

this muck in his arms!

Don't you yell at my dog!

It can't be yelled at till it's 6 months

old, or else it'd grow nervous!

Filth, that's what your dog is!

Do you get it or not?!

You've got my nerves all frayed.

A filthy, mucky mutt!

- Madam, please.

- Just look at it!

Madam, please!

What's the matter?

Well, that's the matter, he's

running around with his pug,

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