Vam i ne snilos...

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Central Studio of Children and Youth

Films named after M. Gorky

YOU WOULDN'T EVEN DREAM IT...

Based upon the book by

G. SHCHERBAKOVA

Screenplay by G. SHCHERBAKOVA

with participation of I. FREZ

Directed by

llya FREZ

Director of Photography G. TUTUNOV

Production Designers

A. DIKHTYAR, V. VLASKOV

Music by A. RYBNIKOV

T. Kameneva

Starring

Katya - Tanya AKSYUTA

Roman - Nikita MIKHAILOVSKY

Tatyana Nikolayevna -

Yelena SOLOVEY

Lyudmila Sergeyevna -

I. MIROSHNICHENKO

Vera - L. FEDOSEYEVA-SHUKSHINA

Kostya - A. FILOZOV

Grandmother - T. PELTSER

Volodya - Ye. GERASIMOV

Tatyana Nikolayevna's Mother -

R. NIFONTOVA

Misha - L. FILATOV

Sashka - V. KURKOV

Alyona - Ye. VASILYEVA

"Poetic Notebook"

at 9:
15.

"Radio for Kids",

broadcast from Leningrad,

at 10:
10.

For school students: "An Invitation"

(a concert on your demands)

and a radio essay,

"Your Electronic Helpers",

at 10:
25.

A concert of Petrov's compositions,

broadcast from Leningrad,

at 1 1:
15...

The fifteenth session

of thermal treatment.

Enough for today.

Now, legs apart,

we start our morning exercises.

One, two, one, two.

Now turn.

One, two...

- Well, how do you feel?

- Fine.

Sit down.

One, two, one two.

Get down. You'll go with us.

I don't want to. I'm fine here.

Half the road your way,

half the road my way.

All right.

Uncle Volodya, take me down.

There we go flying.

We're losing time

at this crossing, ma'am,

and we have three more runs to make.

All right, I'll pay you.

And what do you suggest?

Unloading right here?

I don't know how to talk to them.

In such cases call me.

Oh, we've got a man in the house.

Ha-ha-ha!

- What year at school is that smarty?

- She'll go to the 9th grade.

Too small for her age.

My girl's in the 9th, too.

We bought her a size 14 school dress.

Can you imagine? Where're they rushing?

To be the right size.

Uncle Volodya, why don't you shave?

I don't like bearded men.

But our mom likes it.

So you have to submit, Katya.

Are you newly married?

Exactly.

Oh, it's a riot!

Newly remarried!

I'm going to flog you.

On Saturdays after bath.

Brest Drama Theatre

Tour

WESTSIDE STORY:

He came to see me off.

He rushed here after his shift,

without getting any sleep.

What do you really want?

You know...

Time will pass never to return,

as it's happened with me.

Mom, I'm begging you.

By the way, Tanechka,

a very famous theatre's coming here.

I know.

I wouldn't go if I were you.

I can't understand that acting

zigzag of yours after university.

You've got too analytical

a mentality. Hasn't she, Misha?

Yes, too analytical.

What a woman!

Why don't you fly?

I like riding in a train and dreaming.

It's serious.

Why not go somewhere

in winter, all three of us?

Mom, I beg you.

We're going to quarrel.

Tanya Koltsova!

I was afraid you were not in Moscow.

- I put the books under the seat.

- Fine.

- Is that the husband?

- No.

- But he may become one, right?

- Ella, I hardly recognized you.

- Did I get better or worse?

- Better, of course.

Honest? I've lost 5 kilos.

I can squeeze into size 8 now.

We have a terrific "Westside".

Such expressivity! Such a great tempo!

You would look lovely in tights.

Ella, I'm sorry,

I'm seeing my mother off.

You look so much alike!

I was just telling Tanya

how much we miss her at our theatre.

Everybody has failures at first.

Tanya did the right thing.

Our schools are awful, children hold

nothing sacred, teachers are idiots.

Please go into the car.

All right, have a nice trip.

I'll expect you tomorrow at "Westside".

Well, goodbye.

Mommy.

Tanya, I must tell it,

and you bear with me.

We're not supposed to cheat nature,

it will take vengeance on us.

Give me a grandson or a granddaughter.

Even from the first man you meet.

All right, I'm going right now

to look for the first man I meet.

What first man you meet

were you talking about?

The one I'm

to have a child from.

Well, you've met him already.

Oh God, what kind of a man are you?

I'm going home alone.

I don't mind.

I'm terribly tired today.

I can't believe it.

The air is so good!

Aren't we lucky

to be far away from everybody now!

Lyusia! Lyusia!

Lyusia, it's heavy, let me help.

Kostya, what are you doing here?

I live nearby.

Let me carry these things.

No, we'll do it ourselves.

I'm here with my husband.

- Nice meeting you.

- How do you do.

So we're neighbors now.

And here's Vera, and Romka.

Goodbye, Kostya.

- I could give you a hand.

- Kostya.

- You don't have to feel shy.

- Go away, for God's sake!

Please.

What a hero!

You jumped like a real athlete.

What is it, mom?

At home he has radiculitis, but when

she's in his way, he's healthy.

Stop it, Vera. I hope I didn't

forget my medical certificate.

I haven't seen her for 15 years.

So you counted?

You counted it, didn't you?

I just remember it.

We'll have to change the apartment.

Just imagine, we're neighbors!

I couldn't dream of anything better!

Who was that man?

Who? My sometime admirer.

Oh God, we were even kissing then!

It makes me sick just to think of it.

First love, my God!

We might as well change the apartment!

The woman got off her rocker.

That weakling will go flying

from here like a butterfly.

He will keep coming and moaning.

I know him.

Then we'll have to punch him.

Right, Katya?

It looks like we'll have to.

Vera.

What do you think?

Shall we have a suit made for me?

As you wish.

People say they make good suits now.

Really? For 15 years he's

been happy with suits from a store.

Mom, let him have one made.

I can do without,

if you make such conclusions.

Mom, why did you get upset?

It's all because of her, haven't you

noticed? He hasn't been sick since.

But it's good, isn't it?

I won't be home for supper.

We're going to "Westside Story".

Parents.

I love you.

Do not fight.

Vera.

Let's have something made for you.

I was waiting all evening, then

figured out you were at the theatre.

With the kids.

You're crazy. You could've asked me

to go, but you had to ask really well.

I would have been difficult at first,

but then would have gone with you.

And would have been difficult

all night.

You would have yawned, coughed

and groaned.

Tanya, I don't feel comfortable when

you want me to impersonate Chekhov.

You set too high standards in life.

Change the angle of your compasses,

and everything will gel.

Actually, it's atavism,

to follow your heart's calling.

I know everything

you're going to say.

"I'm coming to you after work,

tired and drawn out. "

Right, my love.

That's reality.

As a doctor, I'm a hundred times

above Chekhov.

As for the rest, please

spare me this comparison.

The show was awful.

My children behaved abominably.

That pure feeling of love...

...and they roar with laughter.

And anyway, I'll start my lesson

tomorrow with discussing this play.

I'll tell them, "You were laughing.

I felt like laughing, too.

But we're about to enter

the world of literature

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