The Asthenic Syndrome Page #6
- Year:
- 1990
- 153 min
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He did something wrong, and
they make him drink that stuff.
He was in pain a whole year,
and they couldn't find the reason.
X-rays showed nothing,
Because that thing has no bones.
The only way is to open
the person while it's still alive,
That's the only way to save him.
That dentist died.
When they opened him up,
he had his belly full of snakes.
He didn't make it.
Amongst all animals, snakes,
frogs, lizards and spiders
Have certain chemicals
on their skins...
Common closeness of colours,
complementary hues at your leisure...
Violet alongside yellow,
red alongside green,
But what a strong choice,
the blue close to the orange!
You can mingle blue-green
and red bordeaux too.
So you have a more complex range,
dissonant and yet harmonious.
The greatest painters know how to take
the beauty to the borders of ugliness
And here the perception lay,
because reaching harmony is difficult.
Even women know that, it's necessary
to combine the clothes in the right way,
Lay down only one color.
One can make up a new way to bring
two colors close to each others
A way that exists in nature and lasts
only for a few moments, like a rainbow.
The most incredible things are
close to those most common.
Why are you so yellow in the face?
Take off those glasses.
Your eyes are red.
Too much joints, isn't it?
You is skinny, your eyes are red
and your faces is yellow...
You're just poor junkies!
Vladimir Gorbachev said:
"You should drink just enough."
after the day's work
and I still have energy to work.
I drink, I can't say I don't.
But I deserved it.
Look at me, what a healthy
complexion I have!
There is a serpent
living in my stomach
and in my intestine.
You should drink a glass of wine.
You'll get back your rosy on the face.
repeating it six times more or less.
Possibly it doesn't like tea,
or when I get drunk.
I hear everything...
Look at you.
You're hiding behind
those sunglasses...
I'm a drunkard,
but I'm old,
You have all your
life in front of you!
You take drugs,
I'm aware of it.
It makes a long noise.
I'm 42 years old and
I'm sentenced to this martyrdom.
I tell doctors about my pains,
and they make fun of me.
I'm sentenced to this suffering.
Nikolaj Aleksejevich.
Wake up!
Nikolaj, wake up!
Masha, what happened?
How did you get here?
You can't even call it marriage,
if you do it at the registry office.
What's the use, then? -Many people
live together without even marrying.
On the other hand religious
marriage lasts for life.
Amongst religious ceremonies, the only
one that belongs me is funeral mass.
You will get better!
-I'll explain you everything.
Do you know why you're always
sleepy? -I realized it only now.
Since you're sick,
I'm always sleepy too,
Without you my
life is sad and boring!
I swear...
I'll wake you up, I'll make up
something new each day.
Will be no more of everydayness.
Come with me, I beg you.
I don't like to speak the phone,
to listen to music,
to drink coffee and
To smoke holding the cigarette
gracefully and all the rest!
We'll never do anything of that!
Come with me, I beg you.
Are you serious? But how...
Now we'll go away
together, won't we?
I took you some clothes.
Here they are.
I told him:
"F*** you!"He says:
"F***!"I reply:
"F*** off youand your mother,
your father, your grandfather...
Spineless bastard!"
And he says:
"You're bastard!"
You're just tired, Alyosha.
How much I love you!
Your smell, your jacket...
Your face...
You look like an angel!
I say:
"F*** off you and your grandfather,your grandmother, your father,
your mother and the cat too!"
I don't know what crosses my mind.
Why?
It's all right.
I don't know why it happens.
Look out!
Another one!
What are you doing?
And then I tell him...
Where are we going?
To my house. -What
will your parents say?
I live with my mother.
If she looks annoyed, just don't
mind her, she's very nice in reality.
I'll do anything for you. It will be
a joy to cook and wash for you
while you'll be writing a novel,
a short story, a poem...
The train won't go any farther,
Passengers please get off the train.
Wake up!
Come on, wake up!
Please, wake up!
Is he dead?
-No, he's only sleeping.
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