The Italian Page #2

Out!

I could kill the b*tch.

Come on, move it.

Anton.

Hey! You lost a shoe!

Look.

Come here, boy.

- Hey, Italian!

- I'll be right back.

Look at him!

Are you from

this children's home, boy?

Did you know Alesha Mukhin?

I know you despise me.

Don't. Please talk to me.

Did you know him well?

Tell me about him.

We were friends.

Did you see the couple

that adopted him?

Yes.

What are they like?

The man is old, around 30.

The woman, beautiful.

- Beautiful?

- Yep.

Beautiful.

That's good.

- You're not cold?

- No.

And I feel shivery.

Strange.

It will be spring soon.

He was born in spring.

It's his birthday in two weeks.

Don't take me for a drunk.

It's just that I feel very bad.

It appears that...

I have no one except him.

As soon as I realized that,

I rushed to look for him.

I didn't spare time or money.

And I found him.

Only it was too late.

- They're good people, you say?

- Yes.

I pray to God they are.

- Here, take this.

- Thank you.

Are you going?

- Will the bus go to the station?

- It's the last stop.

The last stop.

Thank you for talking to me.

Good-bye.

She should have come earlier.

I'd like my mother to find me.

Natasha's coming!

Go to sleep.

Anyone who's not asleep in five minutes

has to clean the toilet!

Stop talking and go to sleep.

Did you hear me?

I'm switching off the light.

How will she find him now?

What do I care?

Where was she all these years?

Now he has new parents.

I'll read you a book.

Heads on your pillows.

"One day Winnie the Pooh

took a stroll..."

- Lucky Mukhin.

- No, he's not.

He had no one, and now

he's got the whole package.

If they hadn't taken him away,

his mom would've found him.

And now he's got a mom

and a dad.

- Quiet!

- Quiet, Anton!

And that woman was more beautiful.

But this one's his real mom!

"'If I know anything

about anything...

"'a hole is a burrow...

"'and a burrow means a rabbit.

"'And a rabbit is good company,

"'a company where I will

get a treat, and where...

"they'd listen to my new verses.

"He stuck his head

in the hole and cried out:

"'Is anyone home?'

"There was no answer,

but he heard noises...

then everything

became quiet again."

Natasha!

- Natasha!

- What the hell's going on?

- Vanya, what is it?

- I just wanted to ask.

If they take me away to Italy...

and my mom comes for me,

how will she find me?

Like hell

she'll come looking for you!

Things like that never happen.

That was one case in a million.

Go away to Italy.

They are good folks.

- You're lucky.

- Still, what if she comes?

- I'll give you a good lashing.

- Don't intimidate him.

All right, wipe his ass,

Mother Teresa.

- Feel better now?

- I wasn't nervous.

That's the way.

Very good, Solntsev.

You're making progress.

Makarov, what are you sawing?

It's a plane, not a tractor.

I know it's not a tractor.

Mukhin's mother

jumped under a train!

Out, everyone!

The cops scraped her body

off the rails in pieces.

There was a pool of blood.

What do you want?

Scram!

She didn't jump. She took in

too much vodka and slipped.

No sh*t. She jumped.

People saw that.

Couldn't see anything.

The platform wasn't lit.

It was an accident.

Whatever. The point is,

she's dead.

She missed her chance.

Kolosov, leave the classroom.

Why me? What did I do?

- She was drunk.

- Were you there to see?

People saw.

Vanya, it doesn't matter

if she was drunk or not...

and if she jumped

under that train on purpose.

If she didn't go looking

for her son, she'd still be alive.

What if they're looking for me?

If you keep your real last name,

they have a chance.

If you change it, that's that.

- I was lost at a railway station.

- How do you know?

How do I know?

- Someone told me.

- How can we find out?

Natasha said it's all

in the personal files.

The files are in a safe in the office.

The director has the key.

Sh*t! No way!

The director keeps the key.

Yes!

- How's life, Italian?

- Fine.

The boy asks a favor--

to crack a lock.

- Want to read your file?

- How do you know?

With this suicide,

everyone went crazy.

Don't worry. Timokha checked

it out. There's nothing.

Parents' death certificates

and birth certificates.

And a load of police reports

on Sery.

Did they abandon or lose me?

You should forget that crap

and be happy.

Did you see my personal file?

I didn't. Read it yourself.

- I can't read.

- That's your problem.

All right.

- Want a fill-up?

- 95, full tank.

- Want the headlights wiped?

- Don't bother.

You'd better wipe the windshield.

No, I can't reach up that high.

Too bad.

What about the money?

Screw off!

Scum! I hope he hits

the nearest pole.

Vanya.

You get off here.

Hey there, Irka!

We bought ice cream. Want some?

See you, beautiful!

- Thanks for the ice cream.

- How was the trip?

That's none of your business.

- Irka.

- What?

- What do you want?

- We'll catch up with you.

- Secrets?

- What is it?

Teach me to read.

Natasha told me.

Only you're making a mistake.

Kolyan will kill you.

I just want to learn to read

for no reason.

Nothing happens for no reason.

Everybody wants their gain.

So what do I gain?

- You tell me.

- It's love or money.

You're too young for love yet,

so save money.

Hey, don't stand there, Italian!

Here.

- Now you, Italian.

- Move it, Italian.

- What's this?

- Ukrainian Grivnas.

Got those from the Ukrainians.

- What do I do with that?

- How do I know?

- Put the teapot on.

- It's currency, anyway.

All right, I'm off.

Hey, Italian,

haven't you forgotten something?

- What?

- That guy in the Audi gave you 10.

- Is that right?

- That's right.

You forgot?

No.

- Want me to help you?

- No.

You asked for it.

I could kill you for that.

Why did you rob your pals, Italian?

- It's all my fault.

- What?

I told him he must pay me.

- For what?

- For reading lessons.

Stubborn little bastard.

So what do we do with you now?

- Did you see Vanya Solntsev?

- Ask her.

- Did you see Vanya Solntsev?

- Vanya is history.

Kolyan's giving him a serious beating.

- He really blew it.

- Crazy ideas.

What about the Italians?

Ask him why he wants to dump them.

Where are you going?

- Lay off.

- Well, look at her!

Anton, will you help me

hang the linen?

Makarov, why aren't you

wearing a cap?

- The state has no money for treatment.

- I know.

Go to your quarters.

- Hello.

- We already said hello.

She spent all the money on booze.

Made me beg the neighbors

for food.

She beat me up if I refused.

Broke my arm once.

The neighbors called the cops,

and the sh*t hit the fan.

All sorts of commissions

started coming.

She was stripped

of parental rights. I was sent...

to an orphanage. When they took

off the cast, I ran away.

I walked all night, got soaked

in the rain. She opened up...

grabbed me by the collar

and threw me out, yelling,

"Go away! You ruined my life!"

Do you need that, Italian?

I don't know.

I see her in my dreams.

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