Perestroika Page #2

Oh, you don't recognize me!

It's me - Kostya Ruemin!

Remember?

It's a shame to forget your

friends!

Let's get together! My wife will make

a good dinner. We'll have a good time.

Excuse me. I am sorry. We

haven't been introduced, but I

know who you are.

I need to discuss something with

you. My name is Victor Krymsky.

They're all are over him.

I'm afraid he's going to drink

himself into oblivion, and his

speech is tomorrow.

It's wonderful

Sasha, how's tomorrow?

He said he'd come to the studio

with me. To help me negotiate

to the Head of production.

OK, if he's with you, he'll be

fine.

Okay, Sasha, let's go.

Hello. My name is Victor

Krymsky.

I have a business proposal to

discuss with Mister Greenberg.

Sasha!! I heard you were here.

I just dropped everything and

here I am!

That's great! That's great!

Don't forget. Tomorrow!

Sasha, we really have to go.

We'll miss the Head of production.

I'm the president of

cooperative"Knowledge".

Do you have a car?

I'll drive you.

We would like to discuss the

possibility of working with you.

Excuse me, mister Greenberg is

going to a very important

meeting right now.

Sasha, How's tomorrow?

I'm Lomova! Asya Lomova! Could

I really have aged so much?

This is my second day in Moscow.

So far, I haven't managed to

sleep a wink, or to have a

single moment to myself.

Helen and I were met at the airport

by my old friends Tolik and

Natasha, and, also, Jill.

Jill was already deep into her new

environmental documentary project,

so she came to Moscow earlier

than last week in search of

footage and co-producers.

The whole gang is so excited!

Greenberg is coming!

He was the first we knew who

emigrated, and now he is the

first who came back.

Hard to believe it is really

happening.

It seems as if all of Moscow has

nothing else to talk about.

Natasha was the prettiest girl

in the entire physics department

so, obviously, everybody

gravitated towards her.

Every holiday we would gather at

her parents' house.

Each of us fell in love with

her, more or less.

Oh, It's rare for a woman to be

studying physics.

Especially one like you...

It was the same at Harvard.

My parents are still alive, they

remember you.

They want to have a party

Wednesday for the whole gang in

honor of your visit.

Like old times.

When I left Moscow 17 years

before this moment

I had no inkling or even hope that

I would come back here for a visit.

Back then for the first time in

decades,

a door had been cracked open in

the Soviet Union's Iron Curtain.

Of all the soviet citizens some Jews

were allowed to leave the country

to supposedly to unite with

their families in Israel.

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