It Doesn't Hurt Me (Мне не больно)

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Design, renovation. Not expensive. 911-50-64. Mikhail. Oleg.

This story began in the autumn of 2005.

Oleg and I had decided to do renovations.

I thought we'd ask Alya to help…

She's an idiot, of course, but a good architect.

I remember her, we studied together at the uni.

-Hello. -Hi.

-This is my friend Oleg. -Hello.

Alya, we'll say Oleg is the architect, and you're the building foreman.

We'll swap roles.

Unlike us, he can speak the language.

Well, you know what I mean.

He'll do the talking, and you whisper your ideas to him. Well?

What are… But you… Hang on…

-But… -Come on.

-Listen, why… -All right, let's go.

Wait…

Listen… But it's…

-Oh, I'm sorry. -It's nothing. It doesn't hurt.

The bedroom.

The study/living room.

The kitchen.

It's a wooden wall.

We could do an arched entry to the kitchen,

emphasizing the antique character of the space.

Great! Super!

Bas-reliefs.

And I'd like a white sofa here.

But I don't know what to do with this wall.

Bas-reliefs.

We'll ask the designer.

Here, we'll splash green!

What?

A bright green patch, the starting point for the design.

Waves, losing their color, the design rolling on to a white sofa.

And…

vibrating life freezes stunned by naked tenderness.

Wonderfully complementing the color of your eyes.

Hello?

Yes, Natella!

-When will you do the sketches? -Dunno.

The day after tomorrow.

-The day after tomorrow. -No! No! I said no!

We'll be glad to see you again…

-I said no! -…the day after tomorrow.

So?

What? We got the job!

No! I won't get it done in time!

He'll help you. He studied construction.

Where? What are you… I mean, what? And how will we?

Listen, I'll explain. We rent an apartment, and we all do it up.

-How? -How?

Guys, I'm looking after an apartment.

The owners asked me to.

I'll let you in without a deposit

on one condition:

There are some homeless people in the attic. You have to sort it out.

-It's got a balcony. -Brilliant.

We've got nothing to hide. We'll put a curtain up for Alya.

Wait. Where are you going to put it?

FRIDRICH ZACHAROV

-You need to shave. -The architect takes the sketches.

You take them.

Go on! Go on, I said! There's… no…

money! How'll we eat?

You go and get an advance payment.

-Go on, shave and go. -Go!

You're so talented!

-Not me, Natella. We. -Yes, all of you. But you in particular.

Why are you so formal with me?

Please, when will you make the advance payment?

When can we start working?

Do you want to replace the plumbing?

How old are you?

Twenty-six.

-And me? -You will always be 18.

Natella, let's get back to business.

Do you want to replace the heating?

Have a drink, and I'll replace it.

So, how old am I? Be honest.

Really honest?

Call me Tata.

I'm only a year older than you.

Tata… Natella, if I may, I'll take my leave.

I'll come back tomorrow.

Think about it… the money, and everything.

What time will you come, Mikhail?

At your convenience.

Whatever time's convenient for you is convenient for me.

What time suits you?

Now suits me.

First, make the advance payment.

It has to be… earned.

Why do you want this? Believe me, Tata, you'll be disappointed.

I'm incapable of true passion. You'll pass through me, as if I'm a cloud.

But how can I let you go now?

After such a tempting promise?

Natella gave us your number…

Natella's recommended you. Please, call back.

Mikhail, sorry it's so late, but Natella said we could…

Hello, could I speak to Mikhail…

Natella said you're a talented…

I've sorted out the homeless.

Alluring. Teasing. Good day, Natella.

I'm glad you showed up on time.

Come in.

-Tea? Coffee? -Thank you. I've just had lunch.

I understand you've come for the advance payment?

Yes. We've done the sketches, and we should be paid.

Natella, don't smile like that.

Let's not mix business with pleasure.

I'm not mixing…

I don't have any money, just like you and your friends.

I can offer you dinner at a nice place.

So, are we finished with business?

If you haven't got any money, yes.

So, do you like that thing?

It's great.

If you get undressed,

you'll be like a white rabbit…

with spaghetti in red wine.

I won't undress,

I want to be undressed.

No!

And how do I look?

Fantastic.

Wait…

Good evening.

-Good evening. -Good evening, good to see you.

-Hello. -Oh! Tata, greetings.

See you, Sergei.

Good evening.

I'm all mixed up. I'd like to introduce you.

So, when can I see you?

Come around whenever you want.

Tata, I'd love to right now. But I have to see the guys…

Oh, by the way, give this to them. Be careful.

All right. Bye.

We appreciate the gift and the thought.

Thank you.

Will you be in tomorrow?

I'm not jealous, I just want to know.

Alya, get up!

The toast is served!

What?

What you want! Scum.

All right, sweet dreams.

Get out…

May you dream of roasted lamb, salad,

caviar, pancakes and cherry pie…

Scum.

Get out of here, you bastard.

Misha! I mean…

it's… super… it's super…

I was just…

it's just… I… brilliant…

She didn't want to offend you.

Misha, I…

It's not… How did…

She thanks you for this feast.

Bring some more.

It's… you know…

What's it called…

Misha… You're…

And I, like…

They called from Vasilievsky, promised an advance payment tomorrow.

They're expecting us at 11:00.

We'll pop round in the evening.

I'm busy in the morning. It's not important, but…

No, you take care of business. Say thanks for the food,

and more importantly, for the thought.

I'm stuffed. It's…

I mean, how did it…

Well, you understand, right?

-This is… -Misha.

-Yes, Misha, you… -Oleg.

Oleg? I know it's Oleg.

-Well, and we know you. -Finding it tough, poor thing?

Hero. She ate the whole lot.

Maniac. What time is it?

Maniac is the surname of a certain Jew, a metalworker.

I'm Misha. I'm shameless.

I asked to be undressed.

Henceforth, I undress myself,

and do it first.

Now it's your turn, need help?

Any help. Renovations. Design. Building services…

-Tata, the telephone. -You want mine?

-No, I've got one. -Where?

-In my trousers. -Hang on…

In my jacket!

There he is!

Up to the fifth floor!

That's it then?

You said the fifth floor?

-Does it hurt? -No, no… Not at all…

I've got three questions. Answer quickly!

What were you doing here?

How long have you known her? Have you been here before?