Oh Mom! (Ну мам!)

Crew 12 Commander, this is Houston.

We see a comet on the monitors.

We hear you, Houston. Yes, we see it and we're watching it.

Making wishes.

I hope your wishes are decent.

Well, I can't speak for everyone but personally,

I hope that I will taste my mom's borscht before this year is over.

Commander, how did you know? Your mom requested communication.

Connecting.

Sonny, hi, it's me. We're doing fine.

Aunt Liuba has finally sold her summer cottage.

We've had a little party and your father went all out.

They have given us the cupboard, the one made of ash where you once fell asleep,

do you remember?

Mommy, 200 people can hear us.

So what? Is it embarrassing? Let them know.

Monalisa gave birth to kittens in the washing machine,

and I almost spun them with the linen.

Meanwhile, Grandma Toma asked if she could send you a parcel...

Thank you, thank you, Valiusha.

Don't make anything, just come to us, that's all.

You know I don't cook too much these days.

A bit of this, a bit of that.

By the way, Zhenka came from Kyiv. Yes, a bit of a surprise.

My regards to the godfather.

Vitalina Ivanivna, did you call me?

Yes, please.

Nadia Lvivna.

With your permission and without long preludes,

according to instruction, you are subject to dismissal.

The documents have already been formalized.

- Yes, Ira, hello. - Hi, Olia.

I hear some annoyance in your voice.

What's happened?

Sofia said she would spend the night at Margo's place.

However, as far as I can tell,

she wasn't with Margo or at home last night. Her phone's off.

Oh my gosh. My girl is at home but Sofia hasn't been here.

Okay, got it.

Hold on.

Oops! Here you go!

Guys, you're honestly all kinds of strange.

Mom, Dad and I decided not to wait until the evening to raise your spirits.

Well, we'll have a toast and wishes later on at dinner.

In short, this is for you.

Oh, what have you been up to?

Well, many happy returns, Mother.

You are our Master Chef!

A goddess of borscht! What else?

Come on, wine and dine.

Well, may I open it?

Stick these pans up your asses.

But Mom... they're not just pans. It's a German brand.

A collab with a Michelin-starred chef,

plus anti-stick technology.

Who cares if they're gold-plated?

I've spent my whole life next to this oven.

Once I've cooked breakfast, I must wash the dishes.

Once I've washed the dishes, it's time to cook lunch.

So I cook lunch and wash everything up again.

But then it's time to prepare dinner!

Round and round.

An endless cycle!

All my life, round and round!

Am I a maid to you?

I'm not a wage worker!

It's because of a list. You're not the only one targeted.

The system's laying off anyone whose job can be automated.

The bank is shifting to a new model.

This is rather strange.

I've been working with this company for more than a decade.

We don't just need loyalty.

Efficiency is important to business, not emotions.

But still, it's not just the system.

It's a choice.

And it's you who's made this choice, right?

Yes, I did.

As a reminder, you must work two more weeks as per your contract.

This is a statement that you have no claims against the bank.

Sign here and here.

Andriy Markovych, the deadlines are unreal.

We can't realistically achieve them.

I've been in the construction business for nearly 40 years,

and I've seen a lot of things.

The City of Magicians in the Carpathians

is certainly cool, but there are realities.

Which ones?

We cannot drill there.

What do you propose?

I expect concrete ways to tackle this issue,

not a list of limitations.

The Norwegian bores are already at Customs.

Documents are being formalized.

You'll have new tools in a week.

But what do they know in Norway?

Just let them come here and try to drill something in our rock.

Five months left until the project launch.

Look for a solution, not a comfort zone.

By the way, who prepared the calculations?

I did, Andriy Markovych.

Almost every proposal here is overestimated.

Either come to an agreement...

Excuse me, Andriy Markovych.

They tried to get you on the phone and found the office number.

Why have you blown up so quickly?

You're like a match.

Another one, see?

Interested in nothing but fishing.

Fishing rods, spinnings.

Bloodworms!

Just look at my hands.

Am I some maritime fleet cook to you?

My hands have been damaged by that fish.

I don't even know what else to cook with it.

Humanity has simply not invented enough recipes.

Look!

Fried, stewed, baked,

rolled, smoked, salted, dried fish,

sun-cured, stuffed fish!

We gorge on so much phosphorus

that we will begin to glow soon.

Mom, don't start, please.

I am 50,

but I've only traveled out of our region twice.

First, it was to Uman when Zhenka visited it with his school.

The second time was when we went to Mykolaiv

for a rehab of that person.

I haven't seen Kyiv though.

It takes just five trifling hours to drive there.

But still we don't go

because "Who will we leave our dogs with?"

We would leave them with the hand of God.

Why can't we ask our neighbors?

Okay, everything is canceled.

Valia, your godfather and godmother,

and everyone else can tell their stories walking.

Mom, we're going to Kyiv.

There will be a clear night tomorrow, so don't send your children to bed early.

Show them a comet, hug them, make tea,

give your nearest and dearest warmth and heavenly cosmic magic.

Uh-huh, thank you.

Don't thank me.

It's 10:45 in Kyiv. Let's fly!

Lux FM. No. 1 entertainment radio.

Does she have yellow hair?

No, but I don't have a white felt-tip pen.

And if you used a green one, she would be a forest nymph.

She would be someone else's mommy, and my mommy looks like this.

Maybe it'd be cool.

Even cooler than taking a bear out of a claw machine.

Breaking news, Matvii is the luckiest person today.

According to our information, he is just about to get a real mother.

How do you feel?

Mmm, mic check.

Maybe like Robinson when he saw a ship for the first time.

It's far, far away, but it's surely sailing to you.

And waiting is already not so scary because that ship is definitely yours.

Matvii, yours has come.

I think you've lost an earring. Here, here.

You're right! Well, someone will be lucky to find some treasure.

How did you pick me?

Well, by your Zodiac sign

and the Chinese calendar.

I wanted a Scorpio born in the year of the tiger.

A-ha, a likely story.

And I'm an Aquarius.

- You're an Aquarius? - Yes!

Oh boy, that won't do.

I will have to apply to exchange you for a real Scorpio.

I'm joking.

To tell the truth, I didn't choose you in any way, you know.

It just happened by itself.

And will you scold me when we're living together?

Like, if I forget to brush my teeth.

Or you will still love me?

Well, if you don't listen to me

I will say, "I'm counting to three."

And if I listen to you? Will we take a walk like this every day?

Why not, whatever you like.

Awesome. So I'd be able to go to a skating rink.

Or to arcade machines. Or to derelict ships. Whatever I like.

Oh, I don't know anything about that.

It's a pirate theme for initiates. I'll tell you some day.

We can go to the Jellyfish Museum. That's cool too.

- A great plan! - Do you like it?

I do. And we'll also buy new earrings.

Beautiful ones with a yellow stone.

Okay, it's time to go, pirate. Or I'll count to three.

Go to your rooms.

I see you and Matvii. Well? Have the stars aligned?

Oh, Svitlana Petrivna,

I don't even know where to start.

How does it work! This damn thing! Damn thing, how do you work?

Please, allow me.

Oh, my God!

The engine said goodbye, didn't it?

Yes. It decided we were going on a break.

- Damn it. - Well, there are two options.

Pour a holy water on it or leave everything as it is.

Okay, I'll give you a ride to wherever you need. Get in.