The Man Who Saved the World Page #5

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my younger brother than me.

He was her favourite.

It's just that so much time

has passed.

Maybe if you visited her home?

Enough!

Enough talk about this! I do not wish

to discuss this anymore!

Enough!

Ok, fine. I didn't mean to...

We won't talk about it.

For f***'s sake!

Are you okay, Stanislav Evgrafovich?

Or can you still not believe it'?

No.

I can't believe that a world known

celebrity and artist-

- wants to meet me.

Who am I?

I'm just a common mortal.

Unbelievable!

See how they managed

to furnish the interior.

Hello.

Good.

Thank you.

I didn't dare dream about meeting you

but then this opportunity arose.

No. There's nothing

to be surprised about.

I happen to be a big fan of your

talents.

They shine beyond the realm of

the ordinary and stand out from the rest.

You're pretty famous in Russia.

Without a doubt.

- Take a seat, Stanislav.

- Maybe I should give him this?

Yeah, give him the book now.

That's great.

Just do it, just go for it.

Just be careful, don't fall.

This present.

At first, I could only wonder

what happened?

You can't send mail

to people of your status.

A final question!

If the nuclear war happened...

What do they say

the murdered amount would be'?

Our analysts

say that...

after the first

nuclear attack

half of the U.S. population

will die.

Killed.

Wounded.

Maimed.

All systems of communication

would be destroyed.

The same thing would happen

to the Soviet Union.

There is a chance

of a second strike occurring.

The US would undoubtedly

deliver a retaliatory nuclear strike.

Thousands of missiles

would be airborne.

Then chaos would reign

over planet Earth.

This would lead to mass destruction.

The sun's rays wouldn't be able to

reach the surface of the Earth.

Ash. Soil.

At first a billion would die.

The earth's population would simply

Instantly or a bit later.

Everyone would simply vanish.

And our planet would simply -

- turn into a vast desert.

Our planet would never

be the same again.

Never!

Never!

Come in, Stanislav Evgrafovich.

I guess all will be gathered

here now. Come here.

Go, stand next to them.

Stanislav Evgrafovich!

Galya, please be careful.

Oh, gosh...

The Czar of the world would have to

really think about this question.

We must forget about the past.

It's sickening to live in an

atmosphere of animosity and old hate.

Why the hell

can't our countries get along?

It's senseless!

Thousands of our missiles -

- are aimed at each other.

On full trigger alert!

It's insane!

Nobody will win

in a worldwide nuclear war.

No one!

No one.

We have to learn

to coexist as brothers.

Or perish like dinosaurs.

"The best way to destroy an enemy -

- is to make him your friend!"

"To make him your friend..."

What's the problem?

I'm not the one who started talking

about peace. You did!

- Go the hell!

- Don't yell at me!

I refuse to talk about this!

It's my personal business.

Stop bothering my soul!

I have a right to secrets!

So what that I ask about your mum?

What's wrong with that?

It's personal. You have no right

to pry into my personal life!

Don't talk to me like that!

You talk calmly about war and peace.

And yet, you haven't seen your mother

in how long?

That's my personal business!

How can you tell Costner that

countries have to forgive and forget'?

- You can't forgive your own mother.

- This is not to be discussed!

Go to hell!

- Sooner or later she'll be gone.

- Damn it! Not another word!

I completely refuse

to talk about my family.

That's my personal business!

Get out of here!

I'm sick of your camera!

To hell with you!

Dumb b*tch!

Moscow, The Kremlin.

It's "Russian Radio".

Now it's 1pm.

Vsevolod on the air...

The representative of the Council

of Europe at a press conference

According to the experts Russians

pay far too much for oil, -

- which causes

internal market deficits.

World prices are

over 40 dollar a barrel.

Russian oil men are aiming more

at exporting

And now we are saying goodbye.

On the air were

MY BELOVED WIFE RAYA PETROV

Stanislav Evgrafovich,

do you want to talk to me?

Listen, I'm really busy, so just

tell me why you are calling?

What happened?

Is everything okay?

Not so good.

I'd say pretty bad, actually.

What's bad?

Well

My brother died two days ago.

That's horrible,

Stanislav Evgrafovich.

How are you holding up?

Not too good.

How's your mother?

This must be

totally devastating to her.

Actually, I haven't seen her -

- for a very long time.

You didn't call her?

Please, Stanislav Evgrafovich.

Your brother just died! You have to

find out how your mum is doing.

- Listen, she needs her son.

- What do you want from me?

- I can't bring him back!

- Nonsense! You need to go and see her.

She's very old.

Soon it will be too late.

Yes, possibly.

I'm sure you love her.

Go and see her right now.

- Now is the time.

- It's my business.

- Go to her. Now is the time.

- Leave me alone.

Well, I'm not gonna argue with you.

I have to go, okay?

- Okay.

- See you. Take care.

Goodbye.

Lord, what a stubborn girl.

These women will be my undoing!

- You want some tea?

- With pleasure.

My mother and me -

- said a lot of unpleasant words

to each other.

I think all of it

has to stay in the past.

It's time to get on with my life.

Please, close the door.

- Hello, mother!

- Is it really you?

MY dear!

You came. Why?

I sent a telegram with no answer.

Sashka died. Stasik, I cry every day!

I didn't receive any telegrams.

- How did you send the money then?

- From a media outlet.

I heard a rumour that my brother died.

- That's all I heard.

- You didn't get any messages?

Can't you write anyway?

Don't you want to find out

how your mother is doing'?

I'm 90. Not 20.

Better take these flowers.

I don't want any flowers.

I don't want this kind of life.

I'd better hang a noose around

the neck! Look at how I live!

I thought you were dead.

You forgot your mother.

No, don't say that.

I love flowers! How long has it been

since I've seen some?

- Mum.

- Dear Sashka, Sashka.

- Careful, mum, please.

- My dear son!

Oh, Sashka. Sashka, what did you do'?

Oh you, my dear son.

Oh, oh! Get me up!

Mama, mama.

She used to be so strong.

But time passes.

Have a seat.

I can't be mad at her any longer.

Life is too short for that.

Your forehead

is just like your father's.

Let's look at these photos, mum.

This is Robert De Niro.

A great American actor, too!

- Is that his son?

- No. It's not his son.

It's

Damon ... Damon?

I can't remember his name.

Anyway Kevin Costner.

He's a great man.

Great, in capital letters!

The speech he gave touched my heart.

That, I didn't expect!

He is my favourite actor.

He called me a hero.

I'm proud of you.

At least I have one good son left.

I didn't think

I'd see you again in my life.

Mum, everything's fine.

I'm close to you now.

Everything's good.

I'm here now.

MY dear!

Mama.

- I didn't favour anyone.

- Let us both forget about the past.

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