Runaways russian western

               

               
                /Translation from Russian - the author/.




                CHARACTERS:



MOTHER
DAUGHTER
FATHER
POLICEMAN
MARIO
1-st BANDIT
2-nd BANDIT
3-rd BANDIT


               
                Events are happening  our daysAn important
                characteristic of the Western is the clash of
                a primitive and outdated way of life with an
                innovative way of life.
               
                Wikipedia.
   
 A quiet double bass solo in a low register, reminiscent of the steps of a man freely walking on the ground. The curtain opens. Upper room in a village hut. Along the walls are wide benches darkened by time. In the center is a wooden, uncovered table, two stools. On the left is a bed with carved backs. On the right, closer to the audience, the window. In the depths there is an entrance door, a Russian stove, and beds. There are signs of desolation everywhere.
 
  With a creak, a massive door opens, located in the back of the stage, on the right. Two enter: MOTHER - she is 40 years old, and DAUGHTER - she looks 17. They are dressed American cowboy uniforms. The  daughter's big  hat is thrown behind her back and is held on by a ribbon. In the hands  from them  a  heavy burden. The mother in her left hand, has a voluminous, cellophane bag.
Mother puts the bag on the bench, takes off her hat. Wipes sweat from   forehead. Daughter lowers your burden   to the floor.Sits down on a bench, inspects the room. From the box that was in the bag, the Mother takes out a small pot with a flower and puts it on the table.  Approaches the clocks s hanrrowging on the wall, translates  the arrows at the exact time. Reviveds  the pendulum. 
   
 Day time.

DAUGHTER. Nightmare! They haven't lived here for probably a thousand years!
MOTHER. Not a  thousan yearsd , but only twenty.
Pause.
DAUGHTER.
Me it doesn't me happy...The cave is Mezoic, not the house!
MOTHER. I did as he asked. And it is not discussed.

Pause.

DAUGHTER. And where will I live?
MOTHER /points to the door/. Ther... /Takes a velvet cloth out of the bag and starts dusting the table, benches, both stools/.
DAUGHTER / looking into the indicated room /. What a horror! Holes in the floor... dirty dishes... torn shoes. And the stink ... fu-u ... / Holding his nose, closes the door /.

MOTHER. Get used' to it. We are in Siberia, not in Moscow. / Pause /. Money will appear - we will carry out repairs.  And it will destroy  stink.
DAUGHTER. How? No amount of chemistry will help here!
MOTHER /sharply/. Will helpt! Don't make me nervous again!

Pause.

DAUGHTER. And what about the Lyceum? I'm  need to finish his!
MOTHER.   Will Finish!
DAUGHTER. Where? When?
MOTHER. Lyceums a full.   Let's choose... not a problem.

Pause.

DAUGHTER. And how will I get there? To the city - thirty keme!
MOTHER. Jogging. In the morning, Instead of charging...
DAUGHTER.  Cowboys on foot didn't walk. They had horses...
MOTHER.  And   we vill  them  have.  We will open a horse ranch... like in Mozhaisk.
DAUGHTER. OnWhat shishi? You and I have... just  bags  of rags and cowboy hats!

MOTHER. Stop moping, I  you told! And forgeter about your father's palaces!

Forever! /Having finished cleaning, wipes his hands with a damp napkin/. Let's start oll working - everything will appear: a garden, a vegetable garden ... a farm. Let's get the cattle.

Pause.

DAUGHTER. Are you...  to make me a peasant woman?
MOTHER. And why  and be not? Healthy life, work in the bosom of nature. In any case, it's more worthy than messing    all sit  back all life...  at else's expense.

DAUGHTER. Who do you mean?
MOTHER. For now, only yourself. /Takes out a thermos, from the bag/. And now let's have a bite  ... and get down to business. We must be in time before the arrival of Ronaldo.

The sound of an approaching car.

MOTHER / in alarm /. Who is this? /Looking out the window/.
DAUGHTER /joyfully/. Father... who else? This is our car! Maybach!
MOTHER. Here's a bastard ... tracked down the same! And how did he do it?
DAUGHTER. Dad ... yes so that he could not? With his service! /Hurrys to  the door /.

MOTHER. Stopt!
DAUGHTER. What's the matter?
MOTHER. No need  to be so happy  to meet him.
DAUGHTER. Why?
MOTHER. We didn't invite him! If  found it, let it come! /Does not let/. One must have pride...   i you   telling you!
DAUGHTER. Are you... forbidding me to communicate with him?
MOTHER. Yes ... I forbid! For a while ... Until here, with us, everything will work out.

DAUGHTER. But this is my favorite ... my dear dad!
MOTHER.  Here   you go love it his! To health! But not with me! /Returns the Daughter to the table. Takes from the bag out ,a wide cowboy belt,   from which a curved  handle colta is visible. Puts it on. Looking out the window/. He is not alone... Who is with him?

DAUGHTER /fits/. The guards must be...  mighty  everyone ... like bulls! There were none before...
MOTHER. Coward. Ronalda is afraid...
DAUGHTER. And why a colt?
MOTHER. Just in case -  unknown - what Is theres  in his brain?

Knocker on the door.

MOTHER. Openly!
The door opens.
FATHER / looking around the room /. May I enter?
MOTHER. For whats?
FATHER. Stupid question.
MOTHER. Not more stupid than your chase!
FATHER. So... is it yes or not?
MOTHER. The intellectualer  fucking! As if... you will go out, if  I said  you no?
DAUGHTER. Come in, dad!

FATHER. Thank you daughterly! /Comes in, leaving the door open/. You  only ... withdaughter?
MOTHER. Tell your bullis let them  wait in the yard.
Father, hesitatesds and closes the door.
Lived - trembled,  diedling - trembled... hare soul... Thought he was here?
FATHER. Everything can be expected from the convict.
MOTHER. And you would immediately arrested him... is not  it?
FATHER. It's possible... 

MOTHER. And then   would killedi. On the way to Moscow. And somewhere... in a dense forest...buried ?
FATHER. Quite possible.
MOTHER. Then I would have killedit you! Pathetic coward... nonen tility!
DAUGHTER. Mom... you what   talking ? Stop it!
MOTHER. Shut up!  Do not hinterferer in the conversation of  elders! /To husban/. You're not worth his little finger... vill remember!
FATHER. Lived - we'll see!
MOTHER.  Won't wesee! We will not  have times see ... the issue is closed. What do you want?

DAUGHTER. Mom... can you be softer?
MOTHER. Shut up...  tolder you!
FATHER. From you - nothing!
MOTHER.  Further!.. Further!!..  I'm waiting?
FATHER. Don't twitch.  And Take it you  aeasy   yours nervesd.
MOTHER. I can not! Can't see you!
FATHER. Witch! And  not ashamed   carry  this  it ...  in front of your own child?

MOTHER. Teach yours whores! Spit it out - what did you come with?
FATHER /after a pause /. I came for Svetlana.
Pause.
MOTHER. Don't understand yet? Nobody was waiting for you here!

FATHER. Can you silense up? At least fora minute?
MOTHER. It won't helpt you!
FATHER. And yet, I beg you...  silense up!
MOTHER.Good! I'm silent! Exactly a minute! /Turned away, demonsratively looks at the clock/.

Pause.

FATHER. Svetlana... is that true?
DAUGHTER. What, dad?
FATHER. Me here... nobody was waiting for?

Silence.

I ask you, daughtery, is it... true?
DAUGHTER. Yes, dad. I will live with my mother now. Without you.
FATHER. In this lair?
DAUGHTER. This is not a lair, dad, but a house.Ancient.  It was made by good people.

Pause.

FATHER. Is it...clear now. My daughter decided to ruin yourseif life?
DAUGHTER. No, dad.  Daughter   decided to start  life over...
FATHER.... start live over? Didn't you like about your old life?
DAUGHTER.  Me...liked her... but not really!
FATHER.   Not really? How shoud I understand this?
DAUGHTER. So and  understand! There was something  in her... not that.
FATHER. So telld me...  what was  wrong, give  an example!
DAUGHTER. She, this life... was... well, how shall I put it?
FATHER. Telld me, as  was?

DAUGHTER. Well, in general ... it was  ... this life ... not quite the same as it should have been ... here! /Looks at mother/.
FATHER. Two day have not passed, and you, Sveta,  have already learneders  deceive to me.
Before I didn't notice this.

Pause.

Well... and  how are you going to start this... new life? Where? In the midst of this shit?

DAUGHTER. Out in nature, dad. Among ordinary, rural people. Among meadows and fields where azaleas bloom...
FATHER. What? What other azaleas?
DAUGHTER  You  won't  understand this... It is such a flower. Very gentle. This is a sign of loneliness and love. Now this is my sign.
FATHER /shouts/. Crazyts!  /Mothers/.  It's you taughtshe  her? Mutiiate a  child like that?  Vilelustful creature! A vicious, lustful creature!
MOTHER. Shut up, freak! Or I'll hit you in the muzzle... with this rolling pin!

Pause.

FATHER/daughters/. Do you understand, daughtery, what you said?
DAUGHTER. Yes, dad.
FATHER. Look - where are you going to live? There are no people here, no shops, roads, toilets, hospitals... there is nothing here!! I came to save you! I am your father! I gave up everything to tell you: come to your senses! You will perish here!
DAUGHTER. Don't worry, dad, mom and I have already thought of everything! We'll be fine here...

FATHER. Where is good? In this sgualor? Only vagrants liv in such junk! And  now It's  the 21 century... you know? 21 century! And you? Where are yeou going  to live? In this ... forgotten by everyone, purulenter? 
DAUGHTER. Stop yelling, dad! And don't you dare humiliate me and mom again! We will grow flowers here, plant vegetables. Over time, we will bring seedlings, grow fruits, get a cow, pigs. The earth will feed us... as well as other people, you to' don't   worry! Yes, and I'm already ... quite an adult. I understand well what I'm doing!

Silence.

MOTHER. You  did  heardi, wat    say the child to you? Get out! The conversation is over! DAUGHTER. Yes, dad... it's better if you leave. Don't annoy mom, please. And mee  too. And don't ask for more... anything. You know -  i'
 stubborina, like and you.

Pause.

FATHER /fits/. Sveta... my beloved,  naive birdstly... who do you trustin? She arranges her ... love affairs ... you understand me? A wild, primal passion rages within her. And you will soon become her... at all unnecesasary. She destroyed our, such a wonderful, family! Just as easily, she will destroy the second family, then the third ... She does not know what she is doing, into her the Bes has moved...

DAUGHTER. You kicked her out, dad! With their scandals, their tantrums! You yourself   made her leave! Yourself! But and I  left's  with her. Because she - is my mother! I can't leave her alone! Will not this! And I never leave her ... never!

FATHER. You must have your own destiny, daughter! I'll help you get back on your feet! I have everything for this, you know it! But what... what is she... this madwoman, can give  yor?  Who are you going to lives with? With a beggar whore!
DAUGHTER /screaming/. Stop humiliatmy moma, dade!  You ren'ts  ashamed  to say talk about her  such bad words?   Leave... I'm begging... I'm begging you, dad! Please! Leave us alone!!

Falls on the bed, face down on the pillow.
She Sobbing.

MOTHER. All! Here  we put a point! Get out... get out, if you don't want tragedy! Get out...they told you!  /Snatches Colt out of its holster, points it at her husband/.

FATHER. Stupidl!   You don't understand, wat  are   you doing...
MOTHER. Time will tell - which one of us  was foolisher? I'm waiting...
FATHER / after a pause /. Okay... I'll leav out. But consider:  there will be no help from me. And don't wait - single penny I won't give you! All your bank accounts are  blocked! Hers too!  I'll wait until you get  your mind!  Until it comes out of you ... this Zekov nonsense!

Exits by slamming the door.

The roar of  the engine the  of  the  receding car.

MOTHER / approaches the bed /. Thank you, daughter!
DAUGHTER. Not worth it...     /Rises/. /Rises/. Cool I she pretenseds ...right?
MOTHER. Well done! You she showed him character! I'm proud of you!
DAUGHTER. Don't praised  me - i can you disappoint.

MOTHER. Can't be it! My blood flows in you! The blood of a free Carmencita! Let him now   try  reappear ... this pompous goose! Ha-ha--ha .... /Hugs and kisses the Daughter, but she breaks out/. What are you...    wild it cat?
DAUGHTER/screaming/. Don't you dare insult your dade!
MOTHER. Calm downst... He  threw us out, how to puppies!
DAUGHTER. You  herseif ran away from him!
MOTHER. I had no way out! Did you she see what he allowed himself llow  did lately?

DAUGHTER. I she have seen   eyerything! Therefore, now with you, and not with him!  Wanted  se help  you.
MOTHER. Here and help me! But don't wag your tail like a wagtail!
DAUGHTER. And I do not wag! I just want you  bothnot to guarreled! And were  together oll the time...It's clear? /Suddenly, with horror/. Mom... mom... what is it?Runs back to the far corner and takes  off  on  the Russian  stove.
MOTHER /alarmed/. What's the matter with you...daughter?
DAUGHTER. There, there... look... crawling it! So big... redhead. What is this? .
MOTHER / approaches, looks /. Phew... how, Sveta,you    scared  me! Cockroach... what else? Prusak is called...
DAUGHTER. Well... and what are you standing for? Take   out him away! Faster! Kill him... kill him... ma-ma!!

MOTHER. Killingt? What for? The living being... it also wants to live.
DAUGHTER. Look... look! He is going  to our  bauls... seet!
MOTHER. I see... Hungry, apparently... here   and  came to the smell.
Takes nenear the stove a broom  and sweeps away insect into a corner.
Strongly you  it frightened ? /Takes the broom back in place/.

DAUGHTER. Strongly me it frightened?  Yes, I'm shaking all over! Out of disgust... brr... /shudders/.
MOTHER. You what, Sveta, have  never,  seen them  befor?
DAUGHTER. Where? There, in our mansions, there was always sterile cleanliness.
MOTHER.  Found shes  somehing  compare... There must be a lot of mice here...
DAUGHTER. Stop doing that! I beg you,  mom - stop scaring me with these vile creatures!Are you kidding me? Yes? You hes get a kick out of this? Ah... where do they live?

MOTHER.  Who is?

DAUGHTER.
Well, these... mice?

MOTHER /points to the floor/. There ... And at night they crawl out ... and snoop around wherever they can. They lookin   food.   
DAUGHTER. Mom-ah ... I'm scared! /climbs from  the stove to the polathi/. I'm about to die of horror! They... these mice can bite me!

MOTHER. They can, probably.
DAUGHTER. Mommy, honey...  let's  will leave of here ...a? I   beg you very much you! Somewher... away! Please! Russia is so big! To   any  othere else place? Is it unless possible to live here... in this ancient' rottener,  piece  of wood?

MOTHER / opens the second baul, puts bags and jars of food on the table /. And other people? Do they live somehow? How many of them are toiling around the world, forgottens by everyone ... And why are we better than them? You and I now have no stake, no yard... no money. So be happy with what you have.

DAUGHTER.  It's clear... andWe  we'll go homeless soon. /Descends from the beds, shakes himself off the dust and bits of adhering cobwebs/. What an abomination! Mom ... well, help me clean up this muck!

MOTHER / approaches, helps to get rid of wisps of cobwebs /. Well, why is it muck? He ... a spider, he caught flies with this net. For their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. And youshe  took... and destroyed his entire household! And more  you get offended ... at this hard worker. / Laughs. Gives her daughter wet sanitary napkins. / Here, take... wipe your hands.

DAUGHTER. Thank you. /Pause. Wipes hands/. Only here I can’t understand: where do you, mom, get such pity for them... these creatures?

MOTHER. From rural childhood. And from the earth. I, you... bugs, these little animals - we all came out of there. And we  wi'll all  go back  there. If we remember this, we will become kinder... and closer to God.

DAUGHTER. Is not closer than we are now ... in this hut. /Throws crumpled napkins into a rusty, dented bucket by the stove/. Here's a   fool -   wanted she  suddenly romanse  and  adventure... And so I she walking ... alls  covered in cobwebs... on  ancient  ruin. / /Whimpers/. Where is the toilet here? There? /Points to the door of the room.

MOTHER. Don't shefoolish! Youshe  have to still live in this room! /Pause/. Go... There is a shed in the yard. Or a former chicken coop ... I don’t know for sure. The roof was smasheds raked by the wolves... but the walls remained./.
DAUGHTER. I'm  stunnedts!

MOTHER. I' wasshe   here a week ago. Brought  yoursshe   bring   bed  linen,  a utensils. And dug she  a hole... A small one, however, only half a meter deep.  And put she  two boards  on top of it. 
DAUGHTER. European electro bidet! Heated, right? I mean... in winter?

MOTHER. Others don't even have that. The yard is as bald as a baboon's ass. /Pause/. Next   to the barn  is a well.  You' she have to attach  his    chain to  the buckest to,  and it fillst up with water.

DAUGHTER. For hygiene?
MOTHER. Get used, Sveta, to what is.
DAUGHTER. Thanks!   I'll get by somehow... Takes wet wipes. Comings out.

MOTHER / takes out a smartphone, hastily presses the buttons /. Hi!.. It's me, dear! .. Yes ... is naughty the child ...I think yes... endurest.. / Approaches the table, slightly moves the flower pot /. So? .. / Moves it againts /. Is it better?.. I  youshe understood...  cute... /Takes out  of baul' a small icon. Goes to the shelf in the corner of the room. Puts an icon on the shelf . |/Well, how? .. /Corrects the icon/. 

And  nows? .. / Corrects again /. Understoods! .. Approaches the stove, then to the table /. Well and  it's good,  to see everything ... I'm s  very   happy!  Yes, absolutely... no abbreviations! /Laughs/. There will be something to remember later... /Looks out the window/. Poor child... Gets water, but shaft cann't know -  how to turn the?   Yes, apparently, she managed with napkins... out of habit... /Suddenly hurriedly/. That's it, thats it, darling... she's already coming!.. Bless us, God!.. Kisses yoy!.. /Hides smartphone/.

Daughter enters.

MOTHER. And what... is everything all right? /Becutting slices of bread, prepares sandwiches/.

DAUGHTER. Some kind of disgrace, not a toilet!

MOTHER. This is a village, my dear. Sucks, in your opinion ... So get' used  to it.

DAUGHTER.  Aha...  I'm running already! I wently she    go  there exclusively  out of respect for yours noble, physical, work. / Noticedshe  an icon in the corner/. What that?
MOTHER. Holy Mother of God.
DAUGHTER. What for?
MOTHER. We will pray.

DAUGHTER. Yeah... right now!  I she didn't pray  there, and I won't  here.
MOTHER. No, you  will! It is impossible   to live without God in village!
Previously on everything  at home, yards, barns ... even vegetable gardens - they prayed for everything! With prayer people got up, with prayer they went into the field.  Cut hay... wheat, sowed rye... others, saints, did things. People went to bed praying. So that God sends them a calm, healthy sleep.

DAUGHTER. And what we?
MOTHER. What  "And what we"? /Twists the lid off the thermos, prepares coffee/.
DAUGHTER. On Rublyovka? Why it's is not?
MOTHER. And  not   you know? Can't you she guess?
DAUGHTER. I have nothing to do ... strain my cerebellum on this muddy topic!
MOTHER. Here and  they  are,  just like  youshe! Everyone is running God,  like the devil from incense.
DAUGHTER. Why?

MOTHER. So that later there would be fewer problems ... with a soul.
DAUGHTER. What... and dad?
MOTHER. I don't know... /Pours coffee into cups/. When I she got married, he was already very rich. /Pause/. But I know well something else: where there is big money, there is big evil. They always walk side by side like Siamese twins!
DAUGHTER. And what... no exceptions?
MOTHER. Well... except perhaps Bill Gates... and a couple of the same, favorites of the gods. The rest - are thieves. Different only in skin color and level of impudence. And have traveledess  I almost all over the world.

Pause.
They eat sandwiches and drink their coffee.
The sound of a cricket is heard.

DAUGHTER. Who is this?
MOTHER. Sverchok.
DAUGHTER /looks around/. And... where is he?
MOTHER. There... behind the stove.

The  second  cricket is heard.

-  They usually start their own love songs at night, when everyone is sleeping.
DAUGHTER. They probably missed the people, so they sangs. For joy.
MOTHER. May be...

Strekot.

DAUGHTER. They sing beautifully! And they have different voices...
MOTHER. It's him... a male, singing in a baritone voice! /Laughs/. And she... his beloved, answers him ...
DAUGHTER. ... coloratura!

Laugh.

MOTHER. I found an azalea here. She is wild. I searched she for a long time... and found it! And do you knows where?
DAUGHTER /indifferently/. In the yard...probably. There everything was overgrown with weeds.

MOTHER. No! Not there at all! I she found her... on the roof!
DAUGHTER. That is...  it how is like  on roof? .Can't be!

MOTHER. A  you take'st you  her a look,   if you like! On the roof of this house...There... in one place, the tiles had moved. Just a little bit ... And into that hole,  that turned out, the wind onpuffedt up   earth.  It was in this hole that she and sprouted. /Pause/. You can see her from afar! She seems to be telling me: don't worry, Varya... he will come! Be sure to will come ... your Ronaldo!

Pause.

DAUGHTER. And why Ronaldo? He's Russian, you shesaid? Ronaldo Kuzmin... Ridiculous!

 MOTHER. His great-grandfather served in the Spanish Navy. For hiredly. And he had a friend, Ronaldo. He saved him once...
DAUGHTER. Who will who? Spaniard- of grandfather, or grandfather - of Spaniard?
MOTHER. Spaniard, of course! He covered a friend ... that is, Ronaldo's great-grandfather, with his body. And died! Since then, this name has become sacred for all Kuzmins.

Pause.

DAUGHTER. You shesaid he saved the baby.
MOTHER. Yes, saved. And he ended up behind bars...
DAUGHTER. And how much did they give?
MOTHER. I would sit until old age, if ...
DAUGHTER. If... what?

MOTHER. I did she everything to get him out of there. It remains to wait ... just a couple of days. Azalea confirmed that it would.

Pause.

DAUGHTER. You wouldess  carrysbrought her here. We would take care of her here.
MOTHER. No... let it be where it grew she up. This is a sign of God, you can not touch it with your hands! /Pause/. I'll go and admire her.By'pourslyt i'm some water... And then we'll start cleaning...
DAUGHTER.  OK, mom...

Mother comes out. The daughter runs up to her baul, takes out her mobile phone, hastily presses the buttons.

DAUGHTER. Hello... dad? It's me, Sveta!.. Mom came out, she's not there... Daddy, dear... where are you?.. I understand that in the car... but where exactly? Yeah... I understand... it's right next to us!.. What do I want?.. I want you back, daddy!.. Yes... No, not just  mein...my mom and me! Together take away in! It’s impossible to live here at all!.. Hungry cockroaches run around... mice bite... there are a lot of cobwebs, cats shite... No, no... she won’t dare to shoot!.. I get in up   between you... I will persuade her, dad ... I give you my word! .. Because I love you very ... very much... and mom! Ofboth!!.. Pa-pa... I beg you - come back     ust! Don't leave you us here... we'll be lost! Don't you  sorry for about mom and me?

Hearing footsteps outside the door,  hurriedly hides his mobile phone in the bag.

MOTHER /appears in the gornica/. So... let's get down to business, cowboy? /Takes  out of the bag an  aprons and ties it. The other gives to his daughter/.
DAUGHTER / with ostentatious cheerfulness /. I don't mind! /Also ties an apron/.
MOTHER / picks up a broom, examines the room /. So... where do we start?
DAUGHTER. With  the  nasty webstins of that  rotten hous! More clean air will be!

MOTHER. And the spider will not be offended?
DAUGHTER / stamped her foot /. Who is the boss here... after all: him or us?
MOTHER. Until he, his cockroach friend... and two crickets in love! /Laughs/. But we will politely ask... the first two... to change their place of residence!

DAUGHTER. And I'm don't think so! Herself  take care   of your favorites!
The noise of an approaching car.
DAUGHTER / runs to the window /. It seems ... guests  have come  to us  agains?
MOTHER /at the window/. It got  the habit ... the natives. It seems that there is no one ... the desert, and they ... these marmots, one after another ... /. 

Who is this... maybe?

DAUGHTER. A... I gets she it!  It's a ment! The policeman is!
MOTHER. What did you she take from? Ares you she sure?
DAUGHTER. He put his decrepit ATV, with a flashing light, on the sidelines. He thought - we wouldn't see it! Ha- ha... no matter how not like that!
MOTHER /at the window/. Yes, a cop's gait... In civilian clothes, though...
DAUGHTER. And the folder is in his hands ... I wonder... what he  will be inspire us henow, this acid uncle?

Knockin on the door.

MOTHER. Yes, yes... com in!
The door opens. A middle-aged man enters. Pretty well-fed, bald.
MAN.    Can I  com in?
MOTHER. Trysit...
MAN. Hello!
MOTHER. Good afternoon!
DAUGHTER. Hello!

MAN. Doorbell there is no ... there is no telephone either. So sorry for the suddenness.
MOTHER. Nothing, nothing ... it happens. Who yourt are?

MAN.  Senior Police Lieutenant this precinct. Skvortsov... Andrey Mitrofanovich!
MOTHER. Very nice, Andrey Mitrofanovich! In to what's question?
POLICEMAN. And yourt are... don't  know?

MOTHER. I am not a fortune teller, and you are not my client! So let's - what your's have there? Yes, hurry up! We have something to do, we are off the road!
POLICEMAN. It won't work quickly. Unfortunately. Will you...  allow me... sit downs?

MOTHER. I allow... not for long...
POLICEMAN. It depends on to you. /Sits down at the table/.

MOTHER. From me? Ha-ha ... ho-ho ... Nothing depends on me here, my  friendy'! And from my daughter too! This is not our house, not our garden...

POLICEMAN /opens folder/. I know... Grew up in these parts. Not only every house - every bush is familiar to me, every hillock ... Here ... a general view of the village /shows photographs/. With a lot of ... as you can see, solid houses. Hereto your mansion. Even before the exodus of residents. The best in the village, with a ridge on the roof. Now  here You are going to livst . And not alone ... with her daughter, as I understand it?

MOTHER. Yes... are goingst ! And we will hir here livest forever!

POLICEMAN. Brave claim! Says that   havecharacter at Your still the same!   But... how  You at  oll will do it?
MOTHER. What worries you?

POLICEMAN.   Now  here is no electricity, no gas... post office... Food is delivered once a week. There's nothing here but mice and hungry rats...
MOTHER. I know! What else?

POLICEMAN. In the three shacks that are nearby, six pensioners are living out their lives. Two in each. They are all over seventy.
MOTHER. Wonderfull! We will go to visit, drive teas and dance "Kalinka". This is all?

POLICEMAN.  No, not everything. Siberia -is not Moscow. There are frosts here ... under forty and more! And the stove... it is still unknown how it will behave after standing idle... for so many years?

MOTHER. We will check  her... this oven! Let's invite neighbors to help.  Will cleant it, grease it, chimney let's blow it.
DAUGHTER. Let's put the teeth in this old woman, if they fell out!
MOTHER. Exactly!   Will' be  vill plow like a brand new  - where will she go!

POLICEMAN.  Wolves walk under the windows at night. Howling they, looking for food. But  there is no  food. Because there are no people! Chickens and geese have long been dragged away. So they howl ... from longing and anger. In multiple votes!

DAUGHTER. How lovely! - a trio of hungry wolves! I've she been wanting to hear his it for a long time! Ooh... ooh... ooh...

POLICEMAN.  In vain, young lady, you are so rejoicedst! One peasant was left without a leg ... had to be amputated. The meat was stripped... to the bone! It's good that he took the knife with him ...   Otherwise, they would have bitten to death ... and left no bones...

MOTHER.  All...  cop...  goter  you us with your horror stories! Now tell me... darling: why did you galloprd here?

POLICMAN. I pity you, Waria. That's why I'm came. You will be lost here... ruin your young lives.

MOTHER. It's not your concern, my friend. The party started with out you, and with out end  you it  will. And  came you  here not of your own free will... dog  stray! I wonder... how much money   you get vill be for this?

POLICEMAN /closes the folder /. You are a fool... Varvara! You're ruining yourself, your beauty... not for a pinch of snuff! /Rises/. Goodbye! I will come ... if only there is a needst for the service. Or in connection with registration ... if it comes to this? But know: waiting for you here ... big trouble!

Leaves, slamming the door.

Pause.

MOTHER / in alarm /. I think that old fox has sniffed something out!

DAUGHTER. About whom? About dad?

MOTHER. I need to see Ronaldo urgently! Urgently!!

DAUGHTER. And what can he, this rustic spy,  know about your' Ronaldo?        Prisonarea  zone  his... hoo-ho where! Somewhere  under  Irkutsk!

MOTHER. He wanted to cash in on me, you scoundrel! Wanted to break my heart with a black, dirty lie! I can feel it!

DAUGHTER.  Stop compose! He did not want anything... I she carefully looked into his eyes!

MOTHER. And what? What did you she see there?

DAUGHTER. Something else! At least... not  exactly what youshe saw!

MOTHER. You sheare talking  nonsense! Nonsensers! He's a cop, and you can't trust the cops! They are all corrupt ... cunning, with a double bottom! He... hairless ferret, wanted to break my love. For big money, bastard!

DAUGHTER. Yeah what are you say... mom? He didn't mean to break anything! He just, like an old, experienced person, understood: our appearance here ... in this wolf pit does not fit into the framework of his understanding of life!

MOTHER. Here - here ... you're she right! He and wanted us ther...inside these  cops rules   . With the help of your dad, of course... To make us howl in horror! That's It's right ... I was not she  mistaken! We must get on the road quickly!

DAUGHTER. Wherst? To our in home?

MOTHER. To Ronaldo! To my Ronaldo! Tomorrow! Since morning. All! I  decid! I'll call him right now... Takes out a smartphone.

DAUGHTER  /resolutely/. I - will not go ridin!

Big pause.

MOTHER /at a loss /. That is ... how is this - younot go ridin!

DAUGHTER. Yes, like this...  will not  I'm go ridin - that’s all!. Go ridingt you she'himrself... to those Siberian mines!

MOTHER. Wow itapplication to the topic... And you'? Do you want to stay here? Are, on the farm?  Fix  toilet?  Catching cockroaches? Or... maybe... in a warm nest, to your beloved daddy, will you dive again?

DAUGHTER. Don't  bore  me in vain! And do not beg - I willst not go! All! The conversation is over! I'm quite a grown girl! And in general: I want to think carefully about everything!

  Takest out a large box of chocolates from the trunk and with climbs up onto the bed with his feet.

MOTHER. Think? About what? It's me... i will thinking, not you!
DAUGHTER. Hello... And what am I... stupide? Do I what...at allhave no brains ? /Opens the box/.

Pause.

 MOTHER. Wonderfully! Stayn   i  can get there and without you. But know - you betray me! You leave me in trouble with all my problems.

DAUGHTER. Firstly, there is no trouble.   You sheyourself came up with all ther! And, secondly, it she was not I she  who betrayed, but you! Yes, yes... you! You  betraye him who is dear to me! And now you she  him humiliate him, call him a coward! /Screams/.

I hate! Hate you! You are not a mother, but a murderer! Vile, vicious killer! The killer of my past... of my love for my father... for our family! Murderer! Murderer!! Murderer!!! /Falls on the bed, sobbing/.

MOTHER. Well, you know... You want  to upset  me up  with yours take  tears? Do  not wait! Nothing will   work  out for you',  know this... spy!  Actress trashy,  and she  also  wanted   to be a cowboy... ha-ha... Yoush don't even think that I will bend, refuse to of fight. You she can meinsult me... trample  into the dirt... turn me into shit! Please... as much as youshe like want! I'll accept everything, will endure everything.

But I'll go anyway... do you hear what I'm telling you? I'll go anyway will  go to him! I will visit my Ronaldo! And you...  you little   roarlyr shesoulless, stay! And please... do, as you  how long sheconceived! Run... run to your petl! I know that you are just waiting for this! Still would... It was always warm and satisfying there! Always! Not like here... in this black hole... or there... in a Siberian prison...

/Are crying. Pretty long. Each in she their own tone. Fits/.

Well, that's it ... stop roar!  Breding we here... women's dampness.

/They roar again. Wiping tears/.

Wow... so howfunny!

/Takes out a cosmetic bag from the bag, looks in the mirror/.

Ronaldo willst see ... such a whitish fooly she - he will immediately fall out of love! /Tryingts to restore makeup/. Okay... may be you're she right. Youshe really are alredy longer a not child.  And  You' have the right to know... something... from our adult life. /Pause/. Do you want  know - why    me is it all so  this, alarmed? Yes? Why is  I urgently want to see... my Ronaldo? I'll explain now...

DAUGHTER. Can You   not explain! I don't care anymore...

MOTHER. No, I'll explain! You, she heroine,  must  this know! Otherwise, you she will never understand me! Yes ... now I'll get together .... and I'll explain! I'll lay it out ... everything as it is ...Just stopshe you pouringst...  their cow's tears! I can't stand them! Yes, and a cowboy is ... not at all to face!

DAUGHTER. But also to upset like this ... another cowboy ... is also not in their rules! /Roars/.

MOTHER. Everyoyes - don't grumblesshe! We cried a littl - and that's enough!  Seening  such ...    snotty cowboysaw, a hereditary gaucho would  laughed ... / Pause, already calmer /. It's not an easy thing to turn your soul inside out... to another person.

DAUGHTER /shouts/. I am not another person! I am your daughter!  Own daughter, not adoptid... clear?! /Roars/.

MOTHER. Thatis why Ishe ask you, Svetlana, - to whhat I will tell youshe now, be treatcalm, reservedlys  and try to understand of  me. Ok?

DAUGHTER /after a pause, frezing/. Okay... I'll try. If possible... so be it. You still won't leave me  restat  ... Just give me some time...  recover. I want calm a bit down... / He takes out candies from the box, lovingly examines them. Through tears /.

Here ... here they are, my faithful girlfriendsly, the kindest  ... and trouble-free! How I love them! They will never deceive ... they will not say a bad word, they will not be reproached for anything! Not it like some...

MOTHER. Stop making puddles! Not tiredshe? It was your father attaught you to isweets! Every morning  dragged  a whole bag! And he himself runs around on tiptoe by the bed,  like an idiot, and rejoices! "Here ... look... she'll wake up now - and we'll see her... angelic smile!" And how it - he pleased his beloved child! /Suddenly withdrawing into himself, softly/. Yes... I'll try to... explain everything to you now. It will be... not at all easy to do. And you don't rush. You first think. Get youshe he in to the bottom of what you hear now  from me. And remember: heshe is ... very dear to me!

DAUGHTER. He - it who: dad... or your Ronaldo? /Begins  feast on slowly/.

MOTHER. I'm asking you, Sveta, calm down. Do not get   mad!  And finally dry your stupid tears...

DAUGHTER. I can't them to stoping! They appear themselves... as a protest of the body against cruel family oppression!

MOTHER. Sveta! ... stop  it! Don't  me out...from myself...

DAUGHTER. Ok! I won't take you  out anymore! / Offers treats to mom, she refuses /.

Pause.

MOTHER. I can't get set up. Your stupid whim constantly knocks me out of my mindlys...

DAUGHTER.But  I toldshe you now - I won't it do it again! Continue  go your thought...

Pause.

MOTHER. I don't know... will you understand me to the end, when inside you are raging... such a volcano? /Pause/. Youshe must learn the main thing: I broke with my past. Finally! leftshe  him  forever! And I will never go back there again! It's cold and dreary there... lilacs doesn't it  smell like  in spring. And darkness... mustiness in everything... in every square meter. You are still young is , you don’t see  it, but I have nothing to breathe there.

Now I am like a bird that has left a hated cage.  And this freedom intoxicatestly me! I enjoy its! I bathe in her  rays and fly farther and farther ... towards happiness. And I know exactly where it is now, my happiness. This happiness is my Ronaldo. His love, his tender letters I live, breathe, meet with a smile every day, build my future. That's all I have for today...

Pause.

DAUGHTER. An interesting position... And me?   You what... beforgottenshe  about  me?

MOTHER. Love for you and love for a man - are two different feelings. I'll try to combine them in myself... look, the chocolately will melt.

DAUGHTER /shouts/. Don't you dare associate me with anyone or anything! Do you hear? I am not a thing and not a device that can be turned on or off! And if he is dearer to you ... your Ronaldo, if you think  only of him and have already forgottenshe  me at  oll...

MOTHER. Well here-youshe rattledlystly again, like an old jalopy. I shespent so much shes energs - and it's all for nothing! look... in chocolate youshe   alreadysmearedlys  all  fingers! /Takes a wet napkin, warmly/. Well how I  canforget' you, my tender litlbud... tell me? How can I separate you from myself? / Wipes his daughter's hand with a napkin, kissing each finger /.

Remember it! Remember for the rest of your life: you and I are one! Do not divide us! Never! No matter what happens, no matter what wind blows... from the west, from the north, from the south, we will always be together... right? /Pause/. But... the whole point is that  I she have to... prepare you... for one situation.

DAUGHTER. To What other situation?

MOTHER. To the situation, I'm in right now. I'm just she have to do it! /Pause/. In a word, Sveta... I want to... confess something to you.

DAUGHTER. In what? In lovestly to azalea? /Pointsd a flower/.
MOTHER. Stupid... jealous a litlgirls. Azalea is always in me, in my heart. Ever since childhood... from village fields. And it will always be so, for the rest of my life.

DAUGHTER / approaches the table, examines /Here she is ... insidious  gorgeous! I she  have  besaw  many  time, how youshe... look at her, this snow-white fifa. How youshe  sigh how over each   litl petal, you  admire them. And i it... even likedly. You had then... such a kind, gentle face. But now...

MOTHER. But  now? Well... speak up!

DAUGHTER. But now i... hate her! /Screams/. Yes, yes... I hate her, that gadin!   /Grabbedst  she a rolling pin/.

MOTHER. Do you not  dare! /Runs up, covers the flower with his body/. Don't you dare touch her!

DAUGHTER /shouts in hysterics/. I will destroy her! I'll rip out all the azaleas! With root! I'll cut their with a scythe!  So to they don't breed anymore! Sneaky... vile  flower! He destroyed our family! He left me without a father... made me an orphan...

MOTHER /shouts/. You are not an orphan! You have me!

DAUGHTER. But I need a dad! My dad! And I need you - my mom! I need both of you! Both! But his are no more! You are enemies! How can I be now? What to do? It's  vile, disgusting... of  stinks shit it ! Why... why did youshe drove avay my father away? For what?!

MOTHER. Stop the tantrum... foolshe it! You can see him as long as you want! But not now! Not here...

DAUGHTER. And where? Where can I meet him? He will never come here again! Never! Youshe same,  in my presence, insulted of him so much,so much humiliated... cowardc called him !  Because of what? Because of for the fact that he wanted to help you change your mind and to return home?

MOTHER. Never... never again will my foot set foot on his bourgeoisi  lands... rememberit! And also  rememberiter - never... not  one ones second did I love him... this mad dog!  This of  terribl despot,  who tried to make me a submissive, domestic, litl  lamb! And I'm - a woman! I am human, Sveta!  Tthinkingly living being! I have my own pride and honor! My mind and my, feminine dignity! And I won't let to him you trample them! Do you hear? I will never let anyone do this! I'll save them... or die! So forget forever yourshe this vile, hateful topic!

DAUGHTER. But why did youshe do this? Why did you seduce him with your .... cornflower  litlblue eyes? He told me... how it all happened! How youshe drove up to him ... from all sides, did not givest a will pass! He was crying at the same time! He ... my proud, strong dad could not hold back his tears when he told all this! Why... why are you torment  him? Why did you marry him if he was disgusting to you? Why?

MOTHER. I she was younglys then.Sillyst. That's why I marriendt  him!

DAUGHTER. No... that's not why you married him! Do not lie! You won't fool me! Ishealready understood  everything ... I sheunderstood everything  a long time ago!

MOTHER /advancing/. And what... what  do  youshe  understood? Well... speak  me, vile creature? What?!

DAUGHTER /stepping back/. I will say!  Everything I think about you, I will say!  Tired... tired of being silent... to see... for so many years... these torments of the pope! So, listen youshe student in love! You, mum were not  then stupid, naive young lady! You, mum then were prudently... and cunning! Like a fox... understand? Like a fox!!

MOTHER / stunned /. This  am I - the fox? I... your mother?

DAUGHTER. Yes ... you! A cunning and prudent fox! She lived in luxury ... as long as she wanted! Traveled all over the world... at my dades expense! Enjoyed off there everything you she wanted. The love off cheap  did not  forget  to twist... for your own pleasure! And when my daughter grew up, she decided: that's: all! It's time to skedaddle  of! It's time for a new lover! By healthier,  younger... more energetic in bed!

MOTHER / seizing her daughter, furious /Rubbis! Evil, vengeful creature! How dare you talk to me like that?! /Backhand hits the Daughter off the face with his hand./

DAUGHTER /holding his  cheek, at a loss/. You... youshe off bydared hit me? By to raiseshe on me... her daughter,  hand? Ok!  Ok... But now I willshe repay you ... hysterical! Now you  recogniz vill be everything that I think of to you. Everything ... to the penny, I'll lay it out! I can... now I have the right to do it! So... listen! You... you now... without daddy's money - no one! Pasifier!  Beggaress... stupid... depraved... commoner!

A long, tense silence.

They stand oppozite each other, trying to understand - that what happened?

/Suddenly limpl, softly/. Sorry... /Pause/. I think I saidshe  some terrible... unfair words to you.

MOTHER /not immediately/. Yes, what is there ... Nothing. Everything is logical.
An equally terrible act ... a minute earlier, and I'mshe committedsdids.  I am sorry...

They stand hugging. Light is changing.

Music /solo piano/.

DAUGHTER. No one has ever hit me in my life before.

MOTHER. My father and I taked care of you the best you can.

DAUGHTER. What have we medone up... mom?

MOTHER. Nothing... we  forgotsingst to a little... But ... I think we will not specify now - which of us is to blame and who is not?

DAUGHTER.  Will notwe. We are bothess to blame. Guarreled over a flower.

MOTHER. The funny thing is that flowers do not appear at all in order to quarrelt people.

DAUGHTER. I'l she agree. Flowers open their petals every year to bring joy to people.

MOTHER. And all people tend to doin his life the one or the other deeds. One thing they regret all their lives, but the other,  on  the contrary, they are proud of. /Pause/. Quite recently ... a few days before the escape, I suddenly feltshe...  / Paused /.

DAUGHTER / not waiting /. What? What did youshe suddenly  feel? Speak... don't be shy!

MOTHER. What are you ... what do you have ... its seems ... will have to appear ... a brother ... or sister? / Satshe down on a bench /.

DAUGHTER /not immediately/. How does its... its seems ... will have? Are you saying that you're... expecting a baby?

MOTHER. Yes. Exactly this.

DAUGHTER /sits beside/. Well...and  what's wrong with that? The baby - it's wonderful! Need to rejoice! Jump up to the ceiling with happiness.

MOTHER. And I'm gladshe! And I  jumpingt with happiness ... mentally. It is such a sweet feeling to hear how the life of a baby is born in you ... from a loved one.

DAUGHTER. Favorite? What's your favorite? You  so ardently persuadedshe me...  a minute ago, that youshe hated him!

MOTHER. Yes...I'mshe triedshe  to  convince you! And it is trued!
I have notalredy let this impudent male near me for a long time. I'm sick of his kisses! We sleep in different rooms...

DAUGHTER. Then... how to understand all this? I hope, mom...  this fetusly did hit to yourshe  not  from in  a testtube - is it fashionabl now?

MOTHER.  Do not   worry, Sveta...the natural process was not violated.

DAUGHTER. Then who... who will be the father of the child? Do  not  youshe talk  in riddlesly! Well?

MOTHER.  Could would have  figuredshe it  out myself.
DAUGHTER. What... he? Is he... your Ronaldo?
MOTHER. Yes, he.
DAUGHTER /not immediately/. My God... what a horror! And you are so calm about it?

MOTHER. Why is it calm? I worryl. But it's a pleasantly thrill.

DAUGHTER. Yes, I see ... you just glow with happiness! But  yourshe what... ofshe forgotten? You alredy don't remember anything anymore? What you is not divorced yet? That you are still a wife, and you have a husband ... my father! You don’tshe understand how old you are and how it looks from the outside? And what will your parents, brothers, sisters think about you - do you care? All your friends, acquaintances, what will they say when they find out? /Pause, suddenly/. Wait... but how could this even happen? Yourshe  same didn't see him... this convict! He has been in his zone, Irkutsk, for so many years ... he  immured was!

MOTHER. Yes...  was. But  Iwas she there too. Sometimes...

DAUGHTER / after a pause, quietly /. My God... mom... what are you gets up? How can you act... so shameles?

MOTHER. Yes, I can ... as youshe can see. Now it's too late to talk about it. /Pause/. I wents for it consciously. And  don't regrets anything. He dreamed of me bynights ... calleds to me, asked for my love. And I couldn'tshe  resistlys this. Those were the happiest resist moments of my joyless life... in a golden cage!

Long pause.

The music subsides...

DAUGHTER. And is he... what Is he... my dad? Does he... know about it?

MOTHER. Of course not.

DAUGHTER. And what if he suddenly found out? Can youshes imagine what could would happen?.. With his charakter - what could he  up? He could... kill you!

MOTHER. Yes... could.

DAUGHTER. Even now... if he finds out, he won't forgive you for this. Can find... anywhere... and punish.

MOTHER. Maybe... He can do whatervers he want with me. Burn, for example, like a vile, dirty creature, at the stake. Or in  boiler with  soliar. And the ashes scatter over the sea. And, probably, he will have every right to do so.

Long  Pause.

But apparently, Sveta,  there are feelings in the world, stronger than which can be ... only death. /Pause/. Now youshe understand,  why I'm suddenshe arranged...this escape?

DAUGHTER / after pause, not without irony /. What an amazing plot for Shakespeare! Siberia... the gloomy walls of Russian jail. Security at every corner... peeping into the  secret  holes  prison cells. Where... in oneshe of them,    at the famous   of  high socialite Varvara Petrovna Masalskaya, o whom   up esterday dreamed of kings, prime ministers and Persian sheikhs,
love with a prison killer in iron shackles.../Pause/. It's full of bedbugs, mom. They fall from the ceilings at night ... right into the bed... on lovers!

MOTHER/sharp/. Stop talking nonsense! And don't ask me such stupid questions again! /Pause/. Bedbug are everywhere. And not only in the zone - in every village hut. However, children are born regularly... both in the zone and in the villages. Yes, and shackles for great love - not a hindrance. /Pause/. Tell me better: you it does  pleases .

DAUGHTER. What exactly?

MOTHER. If it happens the way I think. Well... with my child?
DAUGHTER. When  will it's happen behappens, then I'll tell ! Let he him at first appear here, yourshes Ronaldo!  I will look at him ... more closely ... and understand:  cry should I... or laugh with happiness?

MOTHER /wearily/. Means... you still don't believe me. Youshe do not believe that he is a handsome, worthy man who can be madly in love. And... that he loves me either, you don't believe. That  he will soon return here... /Suitable/.  Youshe not belive? Yes?

DAUGHTER. I don't know yet.

MOTHER / gradually getting excited /. When will you know? When? And when will you finally start believing? /Nervously walks around the room/. I toldshes you... and I can repeat it a million times: just some... two or three days... maximum a week - and you will see him! He will ridings here... to bymeet youshe. And I know, that he will love  yoy.  How  loves to me! After all...you so muchshe  look like me ... And thens... / She stopped. A little calmer, with a smile /. And then... he'll introduce youshe... to his son!

DAUGHTER / amazed /. With what  son?  He's never been married... youshe said?

MOTHER. Yes it's true. He'spent so many years in prison. /Pause/. But I know: there, in the zone,  he  kept himself... for me! /Laughs/.

DAUGHTER. My God... what naivety? Mom, honey... I'm sorry, but you're acting like a child. You do things that I withcan never understand!

MOTHER. And What am I doing that youshe don't can never understandin?
DAUGHTER. And I'llshe you  tell ! I'll tell you now... not a very nice thingst, if you... let me?

MOTHER. Let'sshe!   I will stand any of yourshe abomination...

DAUGHTER. It's not an abomination, mom. This is truth! I will tell yourshe that, forexample, I would  never, in your place, she do!

MOTHER. And what i didshe  do?

DAUGHTER. What you shouldn't have done... at your forty.

MOTHER. Namely?

DAUGHTER. You do  you believ someone who it,  hasbeen living for a longis time... by different laws. Who is completely ... not from our circle!

MOTHER. So what? What does this have to do, with my feelings? Or do youshe  thinkst, that it  impossibl she for a millionaireine to have a crush on a man, sentenced to a long term? That it Is it forbidden for a poor man to love a rich woman? Now we live with him according to one law - the law of love! We have big, crazy love! And more us, in this world, anyone elsedo not need  - can you may  understand this?

DAUGHTER. And areshe you sure that he thinks about you, and not about his beloved son? A? And what' he needs is not your crazy love, but your ... crazy millions?

MOTHER. Shut up... vileess  scoundshe! And don't you dare say such nasty things about my friend!

DAUGHTER. About your friend? Ha ha ha ...Findshe   you yourself a friend? Ha ha ha... And where? In the zone!   Of zeka  terrib! Ha-ha-ha... Yes, he's just waiting to get closer to our money, this spaniard! Ha ha ha... Spaniard! What kind of Spaniard is he? Some thrice convicted convict! Came up with a story with my friends on the zone to get into our mansions ... through yourshe love! So  that later make you... me... dad... all of us... miserable! He will ruin ... rob he us, yourshes Irkutsk urkagan! Is yors killer! How canshe  you not understand this?! How?!

Falls on the bed, crying. The world is changing.

Solo piano.

MOTHER /surprisingly calmit / Well here you go... again complety meltedshe... Gauchos don't behave like that. They never cry at all. For them, tears are a sign of weakness. / Approaches the bed, sits down, strokes his daughter's byhead with his hand /. Gauchos love to fight to be right. If necessary, they fight to the death. But they never crys... remember youit! And  you   todayalready have   three times dissolvedsshes   tears...  Not's good. Youshe need to pull yourself together. Otherwise... youshe will never achieve in life any of your goals.

Pause.

That's the trouble, daughter, that no one on this Earth has yet fully figured it out  her ... this damned, this sweet, forbidden love. She always takes people by surprise. And if someone figure understands, someday, in her ... she will die! And there will be no more love on Earth. Because love is a mystery. This is the biggest mystery in the world, which is not given to anyone to solve!

Pause.

Yes, he's there now... in a dark, gloomy prison.  Because he could not pass indifferently ... by someone else's grief. Such a person cannot deceive. Such people come to give people happiness. And, first of all, to us, women... and children. / The daughter, having stopped crying, tookaway  her face off the pillow. Wipes away tears/. So he and donated gave such happines a lonely baby in  trouble. At the cost of your freedom. And very proudsly of it. A wonderful boy has grown! Lively, direct... and very kind. Just like his beloved father... my Ronaldo! /Laughs/.

DAUGHTER /quietly/. And what is his name?

MOTHER. He has a very beautiful name - Mario! This is the same boy, that he saved then. He is an orphan...

DAUGHTER. And why Mario? Is he what ... Spanish?

MOTHER. No,  he Russian!

DAUGHTER. Then why Mario?

MOTHER. Ronaldo managed to give him a name. In honor of that... Spaniard who died in battle. Established his paternity. Then he was judged...

DAUGHTER /sighs/. So think - how to treat him, your Ronaldo?  He kills, he same paternity draw up to someone else's child. And thenmore  falls in love with himself  her ... blue-eyed billionaire Varya. No it consistency in behavior! /Mother, imperceptibly for her daughter, smiled/. And how did you meetshe him... at least that - canshe you tell me? Normalit, humanly...

MOTHER. Sure...I can! Like all Russian women, thirsty for true love... and   romanse!.. By correspondence...

DAUGHTER. Well here - you haveshe already  reached... "I'm waiting for an answer, like a nightingale - summer." You can't imagine a more banal thing... Now it's clear why youshe often   raningts to the Main Post Office like a  female student -teenage. And she didn’t beleters anyone into the bedroom, locking herself with a key. /Pause,   thoughtenshe/. And how old is he ... this Mario?

MOTHER. As much as to youshe. Graduatinger from college.  I helpedshe him.

DAUGHTER /shakes her head/. Another crime against family morality! How much  as you can, mom? The Criminal Code has been crying for youshe for a long time! /Pause/. And you didshe it...  , also in secret from dad?

MOTHER /resolutely/. All! Enough talking! And then youshe brokestl up too much  dispersed... / Pause, already softer /. Cowboys are a fighting people, hardworking... and clean! So let'sshe... stoping scratching our tongues, and start let's finally improving our housing with you!

A sharp knock on the door.

MOTHER / frightened /. Who there?

The front door swings open.  Runs  in  young man runs. There are marks of beatings on his face. He is in jeans, sneakers, his tshirt is torn.

MOTHER. God... Mario! What happened to you?

MARIO. Help, Varvara Petrovna... they're chasing me!

Mother closes the door on the latch, then throws  on another massive hook.

MOTHER. Who is chasingsly? Why?

MARIO. Don't know! I'm from the city to You... on a ride. I look - two to me ... I told them: "You ... what?" And they: "Come on loot!" Well ... I shook one, and the second ... such a hefty one - managed to grab me! Barely escaped... Well... and to You, hurry! /For Svetlana/. I lived here... at one time. And later visited sometimes ... looked after! Why and did the house survive...

SVETLANA. So you're  samein the Lyceum, you seem to be studying ... my mother told me?

MARIO.  Right! I studying! The last course ... or rather, class! I savedlers the house for my dad! This is a relic! The lived all Kuzmin family has been here... you can't throw  him!

MOTHER /at the window/. So where are they? Nobody here...

MARIO. This is not a fact! I think -it's not  bums!

SVETLANA. That is ... how is it - not homeless people? Here? Of in this pyndrovke?

MARIO. Yes here so , as  it is!  I'm not new to judo! When came out into contact, I feel that the guys are expertslys  in  this case. /ForSvetlana/. Well, I'm Mario... it  isunderstand?

SVETLANA. It is clear that another Spaniard in this ancient nest wound up! /Laughs/.

MARIO. And youshe, then, are Sveta, the daughter of Varvara Petrovna?
SVETLANA. A what... can't  see?
MARIO. It can be  seen ...  One to one!

They shake hands.

Glad to meetting!Long dreamed of! What  is she exactly  is  it I  do  think, this girl from the city?

SVETLANA. Well...and what do you say... a guy from the village?

MARIO. Youshe ares beautiful! Very! As I and thought...

SVETLANA. Wow...but I didn't knowshe! /Laughs/.

MARIO. You knewshe,  knewshe... don't pretend!

MOTHER. Sveta... would you  help  wash his fase. See... the blood on his cheek.

SVETLANA. Now ... I'll bring water! /Runst out/.

MOTHER. /Quietly/. Did youyour father send?

MARIO /quietly/. Yes he. He said: everything should be as planned!
MOTHER. This is understandable ... How are the others? Readys?
MARIO. Naturally! Everything will be played out, as if by notes!
MOTHER /takes out from the bag/. Here... handcuffs, bandages, iodine.  Might ascome   in   handy now!

MARIO.  And bmore howd!  Will we meet  - it will not seem enough!
MOTHER / opens the door to the room /. Corpses we will let's drop  it'shere!
MARIO. Truncadly!    And this / points to a cover in the floor / - a passage to the dungeon! When the siege begins, I will dive!
MOTHER. To from the rear?
MARIO. Yes! The main thing - suddenness! It will demoralize the enemy!
MOTHER. I know! When will he appear?
MARIO. At the right moment! All goes according to plan!

Included  Svetlana . She has a bucket of water in her hand.

SVETLANA. Come on, hero... let'sget you in order!!

MARIO /refuses/. Thank you!  Don't, Sveta... Hooked me a little... bastard!

SVETLANA. Welll... and why did  I she drag  this  water here!

MARIO. Nothing ... will com   in handy! Is there a mug? My throat is dry...

MOTHER / took out a mug from the trunk, scooped up water from a bucket /. Drink, hero! Gainin your strength!

MARIO /drank some water/. Thank you! Water... what it's need! This spring  is the only one in this the area! I his saved it too! After all, what is life without water?

MOTHER. Holy truth! Mars once had water. The water disappeared - and all the Martians fled to us, on the Earth. I since then they live with us... these terrorists. How many misfortunes have been brought they to us with their ... Martian civilizatio!

MARIO. Solidarity with you, Varvara Petrovna!

They shake hands.

The sound of an approaching car.

MOTHER /looks out the window/. Well, here come it's  welcome, savages!
MARIO. What did you i say... 
SVETLANA. Are they going to bomb us? From a grenade launcher? What did you do messed upthere... tell us!

MARIO. Long story... My dad sent me a text message. So that I urgently winder here ... to you! And he  knowsding what he's talking about!
MOTHER.  I  understood!/To Svetlana/. It's another your dad's  leprosy! He won't leave us alone...

MARIO. Can  not doubt! The class struggle of the top and bottom!
SVETLANA. But we we'll see, now 
who's up will, and who's down?

MOTHER /at the window/. Yes, daughter, we have nowhere to run. Let's take the fight! /Takes out Colt/.
MARIO. Oh-oh... do us you have a Colt? Comes in handy when it will come to fried! I think... these bastards came with their own claim!

MOTHER. What other is claims? It's same robbery, banditry! They same...  it seems, were allsome killed fof a long time... bythey were closed by zones!

MARIO/laughs/. Yes...  seems to be...  But only in the zones, Varvara Petrovna, small frys ... sixes are sitting. And who is in charge -  is on free!

MOTHER. And what do they... want from us?

MARIO. Find we it  out now. But I think - in the ground the whole problem.
MOTHER. In what  other ground?

MARIO. On off which our house stands. Ronaldo explained everything to me... These packed bullsThey bought , it seems, the whole area. Ubder  the  root. Together with houses... estates. Wholesale, in general. For pennies! And   want here, in  dense bergama, to build their own robbery business.

SVETLANA. Wow... But what about the law?
MOTHER. That's it... It's same  a crime!

MARIO. Don't make me laugh, Varvara Petrovna! A crime - is for the people. And for the bandits - a convenient way to communicate with the authorities... through the loot! Ha ha ha...

MOTHER. Well...then we will show them - where is this power? /Distorts the shutter Colt/. Here it is - this real power... according  thei gangster laws! No one has come up with anything stronger than her in this world! /Aims, imitates the sound of a shot with his voice/. Piu-u ... - and there is no litl bird! And if there is no litl bird - no the problems! Daughter... get your Colt too!

What the heck did we shoot   ranges down  in   dash for so long.

SVETLANA. Always readyshe, mome! /Takes out a wide cowboy belt with a holster from which one can see the curved handle of the Colt. /Putshes  a belt/.

MARIO /with delight/. Yes you are  packeds... to  the eyeballs!

MOTHER. We knew where we were going! Let's get put down all to one, these marmots, if they turn up!

MARIO. But us... for that...  they  won't arrest?

MOTHER. Don't vibrate, Ronaldo's son! No one will even lay a finger on us!
MARIO. Why?

MOTHER. They  will be afraid! At first they will blur the matter ... for a couple of weeks! After then the arrows will be transferred... where necessary!
And no killers! And there are victims! That is, we are with you! Those who fiercely, sparing no effort, defended their young lives - youe understood?

MARIO. To die - do not get up!

MOTHER. And the source of magical power is still the same. He is alone on earth! From time immemorial!

SVETLANA. Yes... and I wouldshe like to know!

MOTHER. It's all simple and  inevitable, like  falling  from  the sky snow.  In this world, everything is for sale and everything is bought. This is a truth that only an idiot would dare to challenge! So we will enjoy the privilege of the bourgeois! By full program! Why are we worse than others ... the etishkin root?

MARIO. Indeed! Absolutely!  We are  better than them!
SVETLANA. Exactly! We - are cowboys! And that    says it  all!
MARIO. We will show these goatsin...  the Kuz'kin's mother, as one tsar in Rus' used to say!

DAUGHTER. And   will  have at be  of them after that...
ALL.  ...full  kirdets!

They laugh, cheer each other up with militant gestures.

MOTHER /at the window/. Everything ... closed the topic! Our guests have already left the Merc. They run, waving their arms... maggots! They don't know yet what kind of Armageddon awaits them here!

MARIO /at the window/. Yes... it's them, blatari. Only the look they  changed. Yes...it starts now... the  slaughterd  in the state of Texas!

SVETLANA. Hollywood is resting! Where our didshe not disappear!

MOTHER. What will happen now... Lord... help us? / She is baptizeds/. After all, they will bang us ... all! Or  will they burn us all  alive!

SVETLANA. Yeah... right it now? Our ancient fortress is too tough for them!
MARIO. Right, t, Sveta! Will not know where to run, this trio of greyhounds! The main thing is to - stick together!

SVETLANA. And stand ... to the end! Freedom or death!

Can hear someone trying to open the door. Then heavy blows follow.

MAN'S VOICE /behind the door/. Moron... get in out! You're here... we know!

MOTHER. Stop breaking doors... bandits! I'm calling the police!

MALE VOICE. Yeah... we already scared of these shifters! We need  of stump with eyes! Givst it to us... byeit's not too late!

SVETLANA. Long  time have to wait... freaks!
MALE VOICE. From the freak and hear!

MALE VOICE. Resistance is futile! There is not a single soul around here! The pensioners were taken out... more in the morning. We repeat: we need... this boastful puppy!

MALE VOICE. We're waiting in you... motherfucker! It won't work out for toyou -  to sit out ... for women'sly skirts ... ha ha ha ...

The door shakes from impacts.

MARIO. And you  come in  yorself... ghouls! Insert it in here... your smoked  coffeemakers! Ha ha ha...

SVETLANA. Yes, yes ... baboons, we are waiting for you - we can't wait!
MALE VOICE. If you don't open the door, pipette, we'll come in
through the window! BInclude faster your brains ... boobies, we're tired of persuading you!

MOTHER. Well, if you're tireds - stormesting your!... But I warn you:  from here  they will take out... your corpses.

MARIO. Weak to you to with us... download your rights, zadrotiki-idiotiki?
SVETLANA. Scumbags... well, what you are? Sdreyfili... huh? Ha ha ha...
MALE VOICE. Right now... we'll explain everything to you... baby! And of impudent to   mother your too!

MALE VOICE. And  the same time - and  to this teapot  with big ears... ha ha ha...

MALE VOICE. They didn’t want it in a good way, it will be in a bad way!

MARIO. And  we more we'll see what happens... stupid  pridurki, bandit cigarette butts!

MALE VOICE. You hunhuz, along with zekom yours pribatzanym, got  in on our territory.And brought two more brazen women.

MALE VOICE. We are now wi'll be remove   the scalp with the  stupid your it bashki  and from send in the zone! For Dad for identification ... ha ha ha ...

MALE VOICE. Flush awaysly  hurryinto your capital city before we make from you... rump steaks!

The door is  shaking  from hard blows.

MOTHER. It seems, Sveta, we have the wrong address - notfrom your dadthey are  here!

SVETLANA. That's is and good! I'mshe even happy  about it! Let's kill everyone ... to the last!

MARIO. I sticking ly of you! Youshe are so brave!

SVETLANA. Know ours,   son Ronaldo! We cowboys cherish the honor of freedom fighters!

MOTHER. Get's ready! Now they'll rip the door off its hinges... or break it down!

From a powerful pressure the door opens. Three bandits appear. They are all wearing masks.

MARIO. Oh-oh... climbed in, cheburashki? Come on, come on... comeyours... closer  come near to us!

SVETLANA. Well... and   why   you,  all did put    bandit  shvyls heretheirs in? It became terrible ... yes?

1st BANDIT. Hey, youall... drop the waves!
2nd BANDIT. It's not fair!

3rd BANDIT. You are about to open a ranch here in our field! We came to tell you - this is too cunning and dishonest plan!
1st BANDIT. We came to say: we have unraveled your plan! If you think that we are boobies, then this is the wrong conclusion. We won't let you ruin our landscape!
3rd BANDIT. And we want the person who sent you here to know about it!
2nd BANDIT. And that's in  of then this litlsheep will regret that she pulled on  myseilf  thes cowboyl lahi!

MOTHER.It's Who  litl sheep? My daughter? Ah, you... freak shaved headskinhead ! By getit! 
 
Shoots. Can hear something falling  the  behind the door.
2nd BANDIT / grabbed his ear /. Ohh... are you what... crazyshe? You... you sameby shotsshe  through  of  me   the ear! /Blood runs down his face/.

MOTHER. You say another nasty word, mouflon, and I'll shoot through what hangs between you legs!

SVETLANA. And I will add! By  to the hoves. For prevention.

Crouching, shoots from the hip. Then, interseptingst  the Colt, shoots with his left hand. Can hear something falling the behind the door.

1st BANDIT/yelling/. 0-o-o... A-a-a...  You ... a female student, my Adidas  pokotzala! / Shows tornst one a shoes/. And this is a hundred bucks ... one!

SVETLANA. I'll make a couple if you whine! /Shoots. Something falls behind the door.

1st BANDIT / yells /. Ah...my leg! What are you... blotter, createsdoing? /Shows the second sneaker, torn to shreds/.

SVETLANA. Teaching a stupid hunghuz politeness in dealing with a girl! /Shoots. Something falls on in  veranda.

MOTHER. We act honestly. We don't shoot you in the back. Now tell me: who sent you here?

2nd BANDIT. You about it nobody will ever tell. This is zapadlo!
3rd BANDIT. We bandits value our honor more than our lives!
MOTHER. Come on... Stuffed carp you, not bandits!
All of you has long been, probably, done puts  on fulle pants from in fear
 ... ha ha ha ... 

Laugh.

Taking advantage of the moment, Mario quietly descends into the hatch on the floor.

2ND BANDIT. We are with you ... in unequal conditions!
MOTHER. It's clear! We are brave warriors, and you - are cowards!
SVETLANA. A team of stupid androids-debiloids!

Laughter.

3rd BANDIT. Not in this case!
MOTHER. A in what?
SVETLANA. Tellme, koziavka,    borschtly dressingdt! 

Laughter.

1st BANDIT. We also have volynys, but we cannot shoot like you.
MOTHER. Why this?
3rd BANDIT. There was no team... that's why!
1st BANDIT. Our task is- to clearst the field. The rest is not our song.

2ND BANDIT. I just can’t understand: what did you lack there, in your Moscow? Babla - - in bulk, row - I don't want to! And suddenly...  wanted to live in this ratstly house! From which hangover?

MOTHER. Not for your mind this business... the ram!

SVETLANA /quietly/. I realizedess, mom, you were wrong: it's all dad's stuff!

MOTHER /quietly/. Now let's figure it out, daughter ... / Shouts /. On the floor, you bastards!

SVETLANA. Face down! /Shoots overhead. On the veranda Something falls/.
MOTHER. Not yours mind this business... the ram!
SVETLANA /quietly/. I realizedess, mom, you were wrong: it's all dad's stuff!
MOTHER /quietly/. Now let's figure it out, daughter ... / Shouts /. On the floor, you bastards!

SVETLANA. Face down! /Shoots to up.
Something falls on in  veranda.

The bandits ducked. They hesitate. Mario suddenly appears at the door/.

MARIO. Who was told - face down! I count to three! /Raises a hand with a grenade/. One, two...

Bandits unanimously fall to the floor.

MOTHER. Take off the masks! Everyone handcuffs... fast! /Mario and Svetlana carry out the byorder/. And now - in   room their! But first chain them i to the  weight  twu pounds  of  for  here! / Svetlana and Mario fasten the captives to sports heavy weight for twu pounds of weight eachshe. Pushed into the room /. My Ronaldo loves sports. He has a wonderful figure. So his projectile... also turned out came to the place! /Laughingst all/. And now, my children, let's think - how can we continue to be? This breeding bull will go to the end - I feel it ...

The sound of an approaching car.

Well... what didshe I say?

SVETLANA /at the window/. No, mom, it's not him!
MOTHER /at the window/. Not him!  Then who?

SVETLANA. Looks like the cop... tothe one! Yes exactly! His  tarataika!

MOTHER. Something is driving him here... I wonder what?
MARIO /at the window/. He got out of the car ... Some kind of excited!
SVETLANA. Yes,  our recent guester clearty worried aboutsomething  ...
MARIO.  He up on the porch rise! What we vill do?
MOTHER. Let  will go in! You need to find out - what did this Judas come with?

Mother and Svetlana take out the Colts.
Knocker on the door.
Open to alredy!

P o l i s e m a n enters.

POLICEMAN / seeing Colts   at him/. For God's sake... don't shoot! I'll tell  everything! Where are they... these bastards that attacked You?

MOTHER / indicates with a nod of her head to the door of the room /. There. And what?

POLICEMAN. God bless! Thank God, what it ended like this! Don't shoot... please! Here he! /Shows a small, flat object/.

MOTHER. What is this?

POLICEMAN. Remote controller. He had be to put an end to this heinous story.

MOTHER. Speak more clearly, you bastard! Don't  dark! My nerves are on edge!

SVETLANA. Mom... don't rush him! He's an old man... it's difficult for him...

MOTHER. And but betrayingus...  to pawn us for thirty pieces of silver ... was for to him hard?

POLICEMAN. Not so... not so  all was! Give it me time, don't rush... You'll find out everything now! Would I... have some water... a couple of sips?

Svetlana gives the Policemant a mug of water.

POLICEMANT. Thank you daughter! /Drinks greedily/. There... in my car, your clothes... different equipment, textbooks... I was supposed to lure you out of the house with this gift. But... pay attention - where did I park my car?

MARIO /goes to the window/. There hundred will be a  meters ... no less.

POLICEMAN. And in what place?

SVETLANA /at the window/. Behind the neighbor's house.

POLICEMAN. Exactly that's it - behind the neighbor's house! But why  this way, and not closer - here that's the worst thing...

MOTHER. Athat's it, cop... I'll grohn you now! /Brings a Colt to the fase of a policeman/. I  same askedshe to you - do not gundi! On business... on   like business let in signal! In fact! Specifically! Do  not  wave your tongue like a broomstick, in wasted.

SVETLANA / covered the  policemana/. Mom... put the cannon down! Youshe same see - he tries! But can not  yet. Age interferes... /To Policeman, over his shoulder /.You can speak boldly, without fear.I'm here!

POLICEMAN /comes out from BACKbehind Svetlana. Approaches Mother/. And would be, Varvara Petrovna, Bartholomew's night. Only in a different ... Russian manner. You and I... and your good daughter, would have stayed to live...

MOTHER / in a rage, shaking the Colt in the face of the Policeman /. Well... well, sneaky ment! Giver birth ... give birth, finally, at least something! Already exhausted whole soul...

POLICEMAN. ...  but here these guys... young... /points to the door of the room/, this cute boy... /points to Mario/, as well as this ancient house... would be no  more  already. 

MOTHER / in horror /. How?! What do you mean... "wouldn't have"? Where the hell would they all gois? Well... well?!

POLICEMAN. All of them... together with the house, bewould be blown to pieces.

Long silence.

MOTHER /slowly/. You're lying... Judas! You're lying... old, lecherous dog! Couldn't  happen it! Couldn't be it! /Advances on the Policeman, he backs away/. Sacks? Where are they? Or that... other thing that explodes? Where is it all? Show your me! Show... immediately? Or I... now... will smash your miserable attic...

POLICEMAN / with a decisive gesture removes his hand with a weapon from his face /. Today, other technologies, Varvara Petrovna! No  neededin  sacks! And  then, what  exsplodes   ... on the roof. Under the azalea flower.
An exclamation of horror.

MOTHER. My God ... what a atrocity! How low he fall in his revenge?

Long pause.

Well... andwhy didn't you press it... that button, you venal freak? Toyou  wanted to make money on ours grief? And  the deaths of these    guys? What made you suddenly come here ... to repent? / She  went, without lowering the Colt, to the Policeman/.

Svetlana resolutely stood in the way of Mother.

Pause.

POLICEMAN. Yes... I'm not sinless, it's true. I managed to do a lot of stupid things ... in my life. And my oficial position ... did not make me better. Although it should have, like ... There are too many temptations ... at every step. Different orders, requests and desires...  not always and stand   resistyou can against them. But not so I'm that kind of... hopeless scoundrel! Not to such an extent rotten... my... godless soul, so that for money... even very large, I could go to the murder... of my own son.

MOTHER/at a loss/.  Of  own son?! What thismore    son? Is he... there... among these bandits? /Points to the room/.

POLICEMAN /shakes his head/. No, Varvara... he's here. Among us. Here he is! /Comes to Mario/. Mario... son... forgive me, a sinner... for everything! /falls to his knees/. I... I so guilty before you.   All these years I've been by your side. But I couldn't... didn't find the strength to come up to you... and confess. I knew... I saw then how my drunken brother... committed atrocity over you. I rushed to your aid... and didn't make it in time. The first was ... Ronaldo.

Long silence.

MARIO /raises his father/. Get  up... dad, don't... beat yourself up like that. Everything happens in life. It's not too late... to correct this mistake. We will sit at the table with you, look into each other's eyes.We will talk to yoy, hiding nothing.  And we'll find a way out. We will definitely his find it! Good... familyst... the right way out.

POLICEMAN. Thank you son... And Ronaldo... he's a wonderful person! He... he's a saint!

Mobile phone call.

MOTHER/takes out smartphone/. Yes?.. What?.. Are you already on free? God... what a joy! Ronaldo, dear... What?.. Nowwill yoube ther?.. And where alredy areyou? Yes, yes... of course! We have protected his... yours home!
For you... for the sake of our love! Ronaldo... my love! The only one! Waiting for you... waiting! /To alls/. He's coming... he'll be now here! God... I'm going crazy with happiness! /hugsshe/. Daughter ... / hugs/. Mario ... / hugs/, mycop goodlyst! He... my Ronaldo, is already free! He is now... right now, will appear here!  You understand... he  will be  here! He'll figure it all out guickly! Dear, brave... beloved  my man... my destiny, my life...

Crying with happiness.

A man runs through the open door. He is in jeans, sneakers, a black sports jacket. Part of his face is covered with a hood and large, dark glasses.

MOTHER. Ronaldo... my love!

They throw themselves into each other's arms./Opening his arms, into the hall/. I'mshe happy gentlemen! How happy I am today! What I have dreamed of for so long has come true! Here he is ... the main culprit of the events that took place here, so stormy, events! Meet: a brave, courageous... unique man, my ideal is Ronaldo Kuzmin!

The man throws off his hood with a sharp movement, rips off his glasses from his face. This is  Svetlana's father.

SVETLANA / in complete confusion /. Dad!?... This is... what kind of show-off is this?.. Where did you come from?

FATHER. From the fantasy of a one talented screenwriteress. /Laughs/.

SVETLANA /not immediately, with difficulty/. It's it that...my mom?!

FATHER. Yes, our mom.

SVETLANA.  It can flattefreak out... I'm here... believe everything...  torn between them...  But why... why did you need... this circus?

FATHER. So  wantedshe ...  my lov. And I couldn't refuse her. /Kisses his wife on the cheek/.

SVETLANA /looks at her mother/. This It's true?
MOTHER. Yes, true, Sveta.
SVETLANA. And... that  Ronaldo... no?
MOTHER. No. And never was. It's just... a figment of my fantasy.

Long silence.

SVETLANA. What a beautiful   was a lie...

Long pause.

MOTHER /fits/. Don't scare me, Sveta! Calmess down! Treat everything as a fun, educational joke. And, please, do not try to despise our former life. She was beautiful and... I hope,  always  will' be. And my recent chatter about love for the condemneder is just a convenient way to develop a dynamic plot ...

SVETLANA /shakes his head/. No, gentlemen writers ... I congratulate you! You very talented me divorceds. And the finale came out... just excellent. But ... the chick has already fallen out of the nest. And now  he needs to think very seriously - what to do next?

MOTHER / with anxiety /. Sveta, daughtershe... I beg youshe don't  a fool! That's not for why I wroteshe my script! I repeat, Sveta: it was my fantasy, fiction... a set of facts and scenes from life that are extremely necesry for yours  upbringings-   nothing more!

SVETLANA /fits/. And you, it turns out, are not Carmencita at all, mom. Yes, and cowardlyst ... / Approaches her father /. And you, dad, do not look like Ronaldo. Neither in profile, nor full face... nor any part... of his soul. /Into the hall/. How petty ... stupid and primitive I livedshe, it turns out, all these years! And why I did notshe heI notice  this before?

MOTHER / in despair /. Svetlana, stopit! Don't blaspheme! Maybe I'veshe been too cruel to you... I admit it. But I'mshe wanted to show youshe a completely different life. Where all's      another completely -  youshe understand? Where  everything, that   there happens , behind our high fence you would recognizesnever ! It's a cruel, treacherous... not always fair life. But she is.   Good life... and not so good! So I decided  to at least prepare you a little for it, to teach you courage and courage in making your decisions...

SVETLANA. That's  and  taughtgshe! Thank you! And now I want to do as I see fit. I informshe you, gentlemen, educators, as a diligent, talented student: I do notshe intend to return there ... to your golden mansions. I stay to live here, in this ansient  house.

MOTHER / in a panic /. Fedya... do you hear what she says? This is some kind of madness! Where is Moscow - and where is this ... bear lair? How are we going to communicate with her... at that distance? How to educate her? Preparesting  herto manage our, so complex, economy? Do you hear me, Fedya? For God's sake, don't be silent! Say you something! You see - a catastrophe is coming: we are losing our daughter!

FATHER. I think you're wrong, Varya. We are not losing our daughter. Today, now, in these minutes, we ... find she. But already different. And It's this... other daughter, I... really like it!

SVETLANA / rushes to her father, hugs him /. Daddly...dear my, cute  daddly! I hopedshe so much ... so I waited - when somewill you finally say these ... golden words?

FATHER / he has tears in his eyes /. Nothing, nothing, daughter ... Everything is fine, everything is just fine! You bepassed severe test of  on humanityshe - and this is the main thing! /Pause/. Besides, yourshe madeshe  a very brave... courageous decision. So could do ... only a real cowboy!

And I want to appreciate your deed! Moscow is a wonderful city! Maybe the best city in the world! But Moscow is not the whole of Russia! /Opens the door to the room/. Come out ... hooligans! It's time to reap the fruits of your heroic labor! /Laughs/.

1st BANDIT / goes out into the room in a colored Russian kosovorotka, belted with a silk belt with tassels /. Always glad to try, Fyodor Stepanovich! /Low, Russian bow/.

2nd BANDIT / jumps out of the room, playing a mischievous tune on the pipe. He is in a buffoon suit/. And your fifa is awesome ... almost left me without ears! /Plays on dud/. She fired from   Colt it is, how  shots  famoust movie hero Stacy Kitsch! /Plays on duda.
Applause and

laughter.

3rd BANDIT / comes out sedately in bast shoes and a peasant's costume. On  the Volga
dialect /. And even I believed that it was a bullet  was... and not cranberry juice!

Everyone is  laughing.

SVETLANA. And I  can't understand: mom and I bomb them with juice,   and he's, a coward,   yellswith and jumps with his is shabby Adidas... miser!

Laugh.

FATHER. They, my daughter, have been wiserlystly for  whole month! Every word, every step was checked many times were, together with Mitrofanich and Varya. That's why youshe and didshe not notice the catch! / Laughs along with everyone /. And, of course, these righteous works... should not be in vain! Here, in the bearish Tmutarakan, we will not only revive the once beautiful land, but also build ... a theater! In the best Russian traditions! With such stage mechanics that the world will envy!

Mighty, thunderouslys "Hurray ...", jubilation, hugs.

And  we vill play this funny cowboy sketch... every Saturday. For free. For everyone wishing . And it is absolutely possible that one of those who come to get byacquainted with our ... wonderful team will not suddenly have a crazythought: " Why don't I throw ... to hell, all this meaningless city party? And not to stay forever in these boundless Siberian expanses, to truly inhabit them! To put down one's own, ancestral, roots in them, and to give these expanses a new, happy life?".

SVETLANA /to the hall/. I personally believe that one day... that's how it will be!

MOTHER /to the hall /. "Definitely will happen!" - the brave Ronaldo would add, seeing such a wonderful finale of his amazing love story!

MARIO /to the hall /. And in order to consolidate this confidence forever, I invite you, dear viewers, to perform this fervent, sea song with us!

Musical introduction.

The song "OUR CAPITAN"

Our frigate the  by sea to flies!
Let  hell be' crazy, not a wind dries!
Let sail be torn from the main mast,
But we keept repeat saying: "Forward! Fast"

What are pirates to us? What is war?
We don't  afraid  himselft Satanrs!
We just mult ours maritime courage,
When we send  enemy lead   death -  by dranghs...

We will be фfightly to the end!
That's how it hearts  are on in made
At those, who are forever eager to fight,
Who will protect friend, how thesteel shielI!

And let the ninth shaft thunder see!
Hold in tigh your helmsteering whee,
Our captain!  In the world force it's not,               
to knock us down - is with us God!

Песня  "НAШ КАПИТАН".

Летит  по  морю  наш  фрегат!
Пусть  впереди  кромешный  ад!
Пусть  сорван  парус  с  мачты-грот,
Но   мы  твердим:  "Вперед!  Вперёд!"

Что  нам  пираты?  Что   война?
Не  страшен  нам  сам   Сатана!
Мы  лишь  усилим  свой  кураж,
Когда  пойдем  на  абордаж!

Мы   будем   биться  до  конца!
Уж  так  устроены  сердца
У  тех,  кто  вечно  рвётся  в  бой,
Кто  друга   заслонит  собой!

И  пусть   гремит  девятый  вал! 
Держи  покрепче  свой  штурвал, 
Наш  капитан!  Никто  нас  с  ног
Не  сможет  сбить!  Ведь  с  нами  - Бог!
   
End of the play.

P.S. The music for the beginning of the play and the final song is available and, if necessary, can be provided to everyone who wants to embody this plot on the stage of the theater.

28.02.2014
Valery Marro -
Playwright, poet, composer,
nominee of the national literary award
"Writer of the Year". Awarded Presidium of the SPR:
medals "Ivan Bunin - 150 years",
"Fyodor Dostoevsky - 200 years", "Marina Tsvetaeva - 130 years".
Born in Russia, Chelyabinsk region, Makushinsky district, with. Kazarks, mother Rodkina Maria Nikitichna - Russian, father Bezruk Roman Afanasyevich - Ukrainian.
He graduated from 2 conservatories: as a musicologist - in Kyiv, and as a conductor of a symphony orchestra - in Lvov. He worked in his specialty, toured. Since 2006, he has completely switched to creative work.
Mob: +38067 9006390