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A sleepy Ksyusha comes out. He stretches.
Ksyusha. M.. Hello, Anyut.
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Ksyusha. Hush, hush. Calm down.
Ksyusha comes up to A
Ksyusha. It's okay, girlfriend, it's okay. You're at home, no one will offend you here, no one will raise their voice at you, no one will force on the palace, no one will throw a cube at your head.
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Ksyusha. Well, that's it. All. Come on, pull yourself together.
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Ksyusha. Come on, I'm used to it already. What don't I understand? But at least for a change, you would have come home after work some other way. Otherwise, everything is in one pore.
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Ksyusha. Don't swear.
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Ksyusha. Go wash up, get yourself cleaned up, I'll set the table for you. Are you hungry, perhaps?
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Ksyusha. No, of course not. But I'll get you something. I just brought a lot of stuff from my shift yesterday.
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Ksyusha. Anyut? It's all the same thing that you would buy in any other store for money. Well, as long as I'm a cashier, what good can I do? Don't throw it away, right?
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Ksyusha. If you don't eat, just say so. That I'm crucifying myself here.
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Ksyusha. That's how it would be right away. Go wash your face and get to the table!
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Ksyusha sets the table, carries food: cheeses, sausages, yoghurts.
Ksyusha (shouting). And wash your hands with soap! Or else you'll get some chickenpox from these loving kids of yours.
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Ksyusha smiles, finishes with the table. He sits down and waits. A
Ksyusha. Here! Another person! This matter. Help yourself.
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Ksyusha. Yes, no…
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Ksyusha. It will carry the maximum.
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Ksyusha. A couple of times.
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Ksyusha. Well, I just did!
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Ksyusha. Well, yes, and before that, literally…
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Ksyusha is not in too much of a hurry to share di
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Ksyusha. Don't fight! And also a teacher. Do you teach children to speak the same way?
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Ksyusha. But now I recognized the teacher. My teacher told me the same thing all the time.
Ksyusha takes the yogurt, opens it, but does not eat it. He hesitates. He looks cautiously at A
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Ksyusha. Oh, she wasn't. If anything, we'll ride a white horse together. Just like when I was a kid. Remember?
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Ksyusha. Soryan, my friend.
They clink yoghurts. Eating.
Ksyusha. And nothing, by the way. You can eat.
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Ksyusha. No, I'm not… That's right, it's okay… Usually… Things happen. Without consequences… Almost.
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Ksyusha. That's not what made you sick at all that time. It's because of…
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Ksyusha. And… there… it's…
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Ksyusha. Whoever remembers the old, he's out of sight.
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Ksyusha (covers her ears, shouts over, interrupts). When I eat, I am deaf and dumb, cu
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they're eating.
Ksyusha. Lan, tell me, who pissed you off today?
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Ksyusha. Everything is fine. The power of speech returned. And a rumor for the company. So what? Did your parents' nerves tingle?
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Ksyusha nods her head questioningly.
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Ksyusha. Wait! Are the caregivers being paid normally now?
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Ksyusha. Clear.
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Ksyusha. So it was necessary to start with this, otherwise they counted about the stimulating ones…
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Ksyusha. Well, that's right! Why the hell did you get this kindergarten? In every sense of the word. You'll find yourself something normal. By the way, we need a cashier now. Svetka left. Come to us? I'll put in a good word for you. No problem, we'll solve it!
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Ksyusha. What don't I want?
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Ksyusha. Firstly, it's not such a pe
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Ksyusha. If you don't like it, don't eat it! No one is forcing
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Ksyusha. Well, yes…
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Ksyusha. I got it Working as a cashier is above your human dignity! Where to go after kindergarten. You're a TEACHER!
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Ksyusha. Well, then don't complain that everything is so bad. You're living way worse than mine. And everyone has their own difficulties.
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Ksyusha. Are you not whining?
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Ksyusha. Here! Don't whine!
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Pause.
Ksyusha. Exactly?
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Ksyusha. A fact!
They finish with the meal.
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Ksyusha. Oh, everything is great with Sanka. He and I are going to the cinema today. He should have come by now, but something happened to his car. Some kind of vibration, or something… I don't know. I don't understand this. He's at a hundred now, sort of, then straight here.
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Ksyusha. And this…
Ksyusha beckons her friend to her with her finger, looks around so that no one is around.
Ksyusha. Anyway, there's a guy who comes to my cashier for the second time. Smiling, flirting. Word for word, back and forth, shaking and shaking.
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Ksyusha. No-e-e-t! What are you doing? What for? I'm waiting for the phone to ask and take some more serious actions than just compliments and smiles.
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Ksyusha. Yes, but what's the point? We've been friends for three years, but I still haven't asked you to get married. It seems to me that he won't call anymore. Why does he need this? He's fine with everything, he's doing fine as it is. And I seem to be wasting my time with him.
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Ksyusha. I don't know, I need to check it out.
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Ksyusha. Anyut! Don't be boring. Everything is fine. Everything is under control. Nothing like this has happened yet, I pinched him once…
a sleigh enters, drags a car battery.
Sanek. Hello everyone
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Sanek. I took a new one here. Mine plows somehow, in summer it's still nothing, but in winter it doesn't pull anymore. I snatched it while there was a sale. Maybe I'll put it on myself, but if not, I'll resell it as a last resort.
He puts the battery on the floor, sits on it, wipes the sweat from his forehead.
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Ksyusha. Did you go to the station?
Sanek. Yes. Driven.
Ksyusha. Have you set up a car?
Sanek. Uh-huh… We've set it up… I outlined the situation to them, explained what was going on. What was my problem? After one hundred and thirty kilometers per hour, my Lada begins to shake and have a fever. Something is playing, something is vibrating. Everything in the cabin is already jumping, shaking, shaking.
Ksyusha. And when you're not driving, is everything okay?
Well, yes, everything is quiet until the hundred. And the higher, the worse. If you're over a hundred and thirty, turn off the lights altogether.
Ksyusha. Well, what was there?
Sanek. The car was inspected, no technical problems were found. Then the master came up to me, we talked. We found a problem.
Ksyusha. So?
Sanek. Well, he said this: "Vibrations after one hundred and thirty on the Frets are a common phenomenon. The problem is, let's say, not of a technical nature.
Ksyusha. And what's going on?
Sanek. The point is playing!
Ksyusha. M… it's cool.
Sanek. Yeah. Something like that.
Ksyusha. So maybe you don't need to drive at that speed? And nothing will play.
Sanek. Yes, in theory, of course it is not necessary. But how not to drive when the car is rushing? If you don't want to, you put pressure on the trigger.