White Feast Page #3

a chair, in your coat.

Masha, Masha...

Sirrah, please, stand up.

Well, this is my husband's coat indeed.

Look, the mark from the laundry, he stole it.

But why do you need this coat? You are

small fellow, it is too big for you.

Take it off, quickly,

or I'll call the police.

Masha...

- Though, now one can't get any sense out of it. I have changed clothes with him.

What?

- I have changed clothes... How so? Who is this person with a chir?

This is a detective... - Detective?

Yes. - What kind of a detective?

And whom is he looking for?

- He doesn't look for, he watches.

For whom?

- For me.

You're both crazy. Leave me alone.

And who is it? - What?

Who is it? - Write down...

What is this person constantly writing? Why

did you come back? What do you want from me?

Masha, please, hear me out. I must tell you the most important thing...

- Well, just tell it to me.

Tell... - Today, now... Later I might haven't got

the time... I must tell it to you today. - Tell me!

Forgive me.

- What?

Forgive me.

And that's all you wanted to tell me?

- Forgive...

Throw out this schlock.

- Schlock? This is not a schlock!

Wait, this is my jacket!

Be careful, don't tear it.

Take it... and get the hell out of here.

- I'm on duty!

Forgive me.

- Now you go away, and I'll never see you again.

Forgive me.

Holiday.

Wait for me here.

Wait for me here.

- You're quite something, professor.

This is your letter, and

I remember it by heart

Someone's hand erased everything from anything. We are no

longer reflecting in mirrors, and mirrors no longer reflect us.

How can this be?

Look, this is my face.

Why are you silent?

You wrote that it depends not on

the mirrors, but on ourselves...

that we send blurred images...

with erased faces.

You wrote, that we don't

look like our fathers.

No, dad, you're wrong. It's just

a mirror... reflection is so dim...

Look at me! I look like you.

I have the same eyes. I am... you.

But you've got some secret.

And I don't understand

what you wrote here.

What is twisted cannot be straightened;

what is lacking cannot be counted.

You know something I don't.

Dad, what kind of

strange balls are these?

Let's set this place on fire, let's...

How much?

For such money I would let you screw myself.

- A**hole. Sh*t.

Look, some bozo came up. Apparently a big shot, with the bodyguard.

- What? Bodyguard? It's a hobo!

Lena, Lena, help me, throw it all there.

Help us! Throw it all there.

Hey, man, don't stand

still, come here, help us.

Hey! What are you doing? Have you all gone mad?

- Throw, throw!

Bastards, hooligans, what are you doing? I'll call the police!

- That's enough.

Lena... Help me.

Do you have matches?

- Daddy, are you serious?

Daddy, don't do it, please.

- Professor, what are you doing?

Please, daddy, don't do it, please.

Damn, it cannot be extinguished by milk.

Oh my God! What's happening? This

place is on fire! Call the police!

I will not overpass it! [name is illegible] did that, he had been coming yesterday...

- F***, what have you done?

Come here quickly,

quickly! Give it to me!

Dad, go away, dad...

What have you done, dad?

What do you think... there, on

the second floor... aquarium...

Dad, dad go away, dad... What have you done,

dad? You'll be in trouble, go away, dad!

You think I'm crazy?

No. You're just too tired.

Aquarium...

- Professor, we need to take off, the police will be here soon. You gave us a lot of troubles. Let's go.

Where are we going, Professor? Now

you see something that will amaze you.

This is the last role of the great

Russian actor Innokenty Smoktunovsky.

Fansubbed by tROXXY, June

2012 Sorry for the grammar:)

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