To Each His Own Page #3

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Let's sit on the back, captain.

Like this. Thank you.

Come on, Cora!

Captain Kasgrov, can you tell us about how you

participated in the battles and about the danger...?

Bark!

I'm fine.

Bark!

Who's there?

It's me!

"Quick, lock the door."

- What?

If they find out that he's

here, everything is lost.

- Who?

- Pilot Captain Kasgrov.

- Is he here?

- There has been an accident.

- I'm so worried.

- What happened?

He hurt his eyes.

- Did he get hurt badly?

- Small scratch.

I applied a cold compress.

I did not see Mrs. Clinton

in greater shock...

since she broke my leg.

It will hurt a little.

I think it's all a trifle after

what you went through in France.

Compress, Jodi.

Here, in general, I'm all ..

Captain Kasgrov?

He lost consciousness

from internal bleeding.

- Captain Kasgrov?

- A?

You feel sick?

Looks like I fell asleep.

Pinch it to the eye.

- May I go to sleep?

- Sleep?

- We have an official reception...

- Spitting on the official reception.

Where can I sleep?

Come, lie down on my bed.

The pharmacy has already closed.

No one will bother you.

You can not do this to me.

First official reception...

then the women's club, then...

Listen... Over the past 3 days,

I've only slept for 4 hours.

I visited eight cities.

He was sorry for his hands, ate salads from

fat aunts, and answered stupid questions.

I will be there by the time

the share sale begins.

Until then, I will sleep.

What will I tell people? Will I give

them a greeting from a tired soldier?

F*** off.

- Go home and get dinner, Jodi.

- Yes, Dad.

I can not just leave. I must...

Give the guy a good night's sleep.

"Are you absolutely sure about this, Jodi?"

About what?

- Why do not you marry me?

- Absolutely.

I came to say that I was

invited to dinner somewhere.

And I, damn, can not wait anymore. I have

only eight days left before departure.

I apologize.

I have to explain in three places...

- why did Captain Kasgrov decide to sleep here.

- True?

Oh, today, you know, it's hot.

- I need to talk to Captain Kasgrov, Jodi.

- You can not.

As you do not understand, he can

help me with my translation.

Ask him about it tonight.

There will be too crowded.

Will you see him again, Jodi?

I don't know.

Maybe you can talk to him about me, please?

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

Sorry to wake you up.

I, in general, did not sleep.

Who are you?

I'm Jodie Norris. And this

is my father's pharmacy.

It's now a quarter past seven.

The event is at 20:30 today.

You did not have dinner, and so I

brought you sandwiches and coffee.

Thank you.

- What is the name of this town?

- Pearson Falls.

Can I have a shave?

Here's Dad's razor.

I will warm up the water.

- Delicious.

- I am pleased.

Captain Kasgrov... I know that you have

already been tortured by this question...

Crowds have already torn me to pieces.

- How many years have you already flown?

- Two years... almost three.

This is the best of the combat arms, right?

Not at all.

Is it difficult to learn this?

Much has to be comprehended by yourself.

Six hours in the air -

that's the whole science.

But there are flight schools, right?

Yes... I've even been an instructor

in one of them for a while.

I just wanted to ask you for one of my

friends, who is called to the service...

- Nice dude?

- Yes.

- Do you know him long?

- All my life.

- Like?

- Very, if you can do something for him...

- OK, no problem.

- It is wonderful.

He's not far from here...

Do not worry. I'm not going to.

Let someone else pull your boy

into this meat grinder, not me.

Do not you like flying?

Of course I do. It's like a drug.

But...

periodically comes sobering.

Sometimes I realize that

there is something else.

The girl comes to a quiet room and...

lights a lamp.

And for a second things become clear.

Let him serve better on earth, where

there are also dangers. Leave it there.

But he wants that much.

Listen... Teaching people

how to fly is like a joke.

It's at the level of instinct.

This is destiny.

This work...

Crazy work.

Six pilots sit down to lunch together.

And only two of them live to dinner.

They did not die in the

battle and were not shot.

Just a malfunction in the motor...

or jamming the control lever...

or an error in the choice of distance.

Believe me, this is not for your boyfriend.

This is for the madmen.

For those who have nothing to lose.

But you are a pilot.

Yes. And look at me now.

The exhausted consciousness, stretched

to the side of the aisle nerves.

How do you think we spend

time between flights?

With a bottle of cognac and

any accessible woman...

something is going on that

you can not even imagine.

Listen...

Hug your boyfriend and make

him forget all this nonsense.

Completion of the recruiter's speech.

Thank you...

great.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

it's your turn to show courage.

Come and buy, buy, buy.

The queue from this side. Buy

as much as you can afford...

and even more.

Guys, let's clean the chairs

so that you can dance.

Jodi! Jodi! Did you see him?

- He is wonderful.

- Did you tell him about me?

- Yes.

- So what?

He said no.

You probably did not tell him that.

- Do not distract him.

- Stop.

He explained why he refused.

Please, we are selling

shares here, do you mind?

Did you tell him how much

I want to become a pilot?

- You're not the kind of person they need.

- What's wrong with me?

Nothing, you're a great guy.

But you're still a boy.

There do not get strangers, for

this you need to have a vocation.

What a stupid thing.

Maybe it's stupidity - to

loosen your nerves every day.

They dine with six, and

before dinner only two live.

And all this is waiting for you.

And you will have nothing left

in the future, and no one.

You tormented me, how does this

apply to me and my translation?

Have you forgotten that you should

not worry about anyone except me?

- Hello, Karina.

- Hi, Jodi.

"I suppose Alec told you about us already?"

No.

- We're going to get married.

- Day after tomorrow.

It's great, Karina. I'm

so happy for both of you.

Really?

Let's dance, Karina.

Is this the guy?

Yes.

But he dances with another girl.

Yes, they are engaged.

Why did not you tell me that

he was not your boyfriend?

But it would be so silly sounded.

True?

A new tune, really.

Not really. I already heard it in Paris.

In English, the text will sound awful.

If you were worried about me.

And I could take care of you.

What would this world be like then?

A paradise for two...

Well, that's enough?

No, please continue.

Stop it, babe. We're dancing.

Captain Kasgrov!

Do not look! I hear nothing.

Captain Kasgrov!

Let's continue our dance on the balcony.

Captain Kasgrov!

Maybe not so fast. More precise movement.

Within and back -We do passes.

It's like rain, and it's like snow.

And the sun and the stars.

How kind of them to leave

us alone, is not it?

What?

Did I say something?

Come out, I warned you.

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