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"I wanted to get into the car and leave."

My friends asked me where I was going, why.

Not for a theme for a new film?

And I did not want to talk.

It was funny to admit, and there was nothing to admit.

Could I tell you why I'm going there in 20 years?

And I went. There, where I, probably, long ago forgotten.

What do two weeks mean in that far 42th year?

Nothing.

I also thought that nothing until I suddenly realized that it was not so.

Late understood.

She must have aged.

And is she there now?

And if there? After 20 years have passed.

It's strange that we, when we look back,

almost childish deeds.

And maybe this is good? Who knows...

"What, to Moscow?" - What?

- To Moscow, I ask, are you going somewhere? - No.

- And where then? - Closer.

Oh, yes you smoke, smoke.

Smoke, I even smell my husband.

And where are you going anyway? You do not know.

Well, after all. "Under the Ascension."

"Why should not I know something?" Very well I know.

I have a husband from those places. "Do not you know Ruchyevka?"

What? "Do not you know Ruchevka?"

"No, I have not."

And who are you working for?

"I'm working for a movie." An artist?

No. "And what then?"

Film director.

This, for example, how to understand? I'm shooting movies.

- Ah. Do you get paid a lot? - What?

- Do they pay a lot? - Differently.

- Well, you, for example, how much do you take? - Take it? 200 rubles.

"Is this a day?" No, in a month.

"Ah, a month."

Well... And here I work as a foreman-loader,

so sometimes for 250 a month will bring.

And what kind of pictures did you shoot? You did not see.

Why? We, read, watch television every day.

And mine was not going yet, it will be in the autumn.

"Well, do you have one?" The other is not?

And you are kind of elderly. There are so many gray hair.

- What year? - On the 21st.

Yeah.

And why in this, like her - Do you go to Ruchyevka?

- Cases. - The secret.

You are going to study life. You are supposed to.

The newspapers write if a writer or who, like you, works in a movie,

he must study life, so as not to break away from the masses, but how!

"Can you smoke here?" "Do you have any bed linen?"

"You know, bed sheets are not given in the trenches."

Handsomely.

Where did you get this? "From my grandmother."

"Can I have a smoke?" "You smoke."

We have a walk-through yard here.

"Tell me, are you at the hospital working?" Why do you think so?

You somehow so beautifully do all this.

"The landlady was strict, demanded speed.

"Are you from Leningrad?" I worked there.

Where are you from? "I'm from Leningrad, too."

I lived on Vasilyevsky. Where are you? On the Moika.

"When a simple and warm gaze."

You caress me, my friend,

An unusual color pattern.

Earth and sky suddenly flash.

Fun time and pain of separation

I want to share with you always.

Let's shake hands -

"And on a long journey, for many years."

"Why do not you dance?" No one is inviting.

"Come on, honey, there's no need to disdain our company."

No one is squeamish.

And what is this lieutenant does not dance? "His leg hurts,"

the mine stepped on. And why do not you lead me? Some kind of queen.

I'm called Lida, I'm a good girl.

- A herringbone you can? - How?

Herringbone. "And the devil only knows."

Maybe I can.

Let's go.

You do not want to dance with me. But why?

"Go get Marusya." "I'm afraid of the bridegroom."

"Why should Fedka be afraid of something?" Well, he walks, free will.

"Does he like Maruse?"

Listen, honey, go to Marusya and ask yourself. Well, go, go.

Yes? "Allow me?"

Lieutenant Klimov arrived at your command.

"Do you like Heine?" "That's right, Comrade Battalion Commissar."

"Yes sir". A rare book, the first edition.

The legacy of your predecessor. At leisure, look.

Sit down.

You know, my dear, why did I call you?

It is urgent to transport several letters of German prisoners of war.

"And I thought the offensive had begun."

"We are at war, Comrade Klimov." We are in the village of Ruchyevka,

Comrade Battalion Commissar.

I see, you really want to go to the front line. - Yes sir.

"But you will stay here."

And we need to find a common language. The sooner, the better.

And do not expect that I will flare up and send you back to the reserve,

where will you leaked to the front line - nothing will come of it.

"I do not need to play with the war." You need to keep on your toes.

Your team, so that it does not decay completely. Do not pull me.

Excuse me, when you left the hospital, did the neurologist examine you?

Inspected.

Probably, he recommended you not to be nervous.

I join him.

Sit down, check out a few letters.

Of these, you need to translate places,

characterizing the mood of the German soldiers

and everything connected with Leningrad.

When we summoned you from the reserve, you probably did not count on it?

The rear of the enemy?

Consider the service as a smoke break.

"May I translate for myself?"

- You are free. - Yes, I do.

Just a minute.

The humble request:

When we are together, you can dispense with military subordination.

I'm a civilian, a historian.

"I used to be a student at a cinema institute."

Thank you.

Good night.

In 1847 this book was published.

Do you know how it sounds in Russian?

"A dream in the summer, My song is aimless and fantastic,

As love, as life, aimless, As creature and creator."

Beautiful poems, right?

"Shall I tell you of my misfortune, My jealous sorrow,."

When to walk, sometimes in bad weather, you are going to the distance?

And your tears are alone, And speeches in the corner together,

And travel to Opochka, And piano in the evening? ..

Marusya! Have pity on me. I dare not demand love.

Perhaps, for my sins, My angel, I do not stand love!

But pretend! This look can all express so wonderful!

"Ah, it's not difficult to deceive me! .. I myself am deceived myself!"

You were in Leningrad under bombing?

Yes.

Just do not about this.

- Go ahead. - I'm coming.

- Go on. - I'm coming.

Well, yes, yes.

"I love you..."

I love you - even though I'm in a rage, Though it's labor and shame vain,

"And in this stupid unhappy At your feet I confess!"

- The Leningrader? - Yes.

- Tabachka, countryman, there is no? - I will bring it now.

"We'll be counted after the war."

Left...

You can imagine, fellow countryman: Forever gone...

And you can not replace anyone.

You can not replace it.

"It's what she collects for her tobacco,"

simply forgets that they died.

And as he remembers, he gives it back. Only then does not know from whom that took.

She will forget about you, too.

No, today I will not sing.

We will meet after the war in my Leningrad.

Kirochnaya, 17, apartment 34.

We have a very good grand piano. Then I'll play.

We will dance and drink wine.

Very dry champagne.

I invite all present.

Take it, Lieutenant, I borrowed from you.

- I wish you good health. - I wish you good health.

No hosts? "The old mistress of the house,"

and the young at work.

"I'm going to retire to the location of my military unit." Here to say goodbye came.