Dva Fyodora

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1959
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We've been away from home for so long

The pine-trees blossom here

As though in a fairy-tale

In the land of milk and honey

I'm back in Russia at last

My heart is welcome here

When the war is won

I'll come back to you

Riding my stallion rogue

Hurrah!

- What are we waiting for?

- Signal clearance.

Well, ladies, here come the grooms!

A whole bunch of you, too.

- Give me some water, brunette.

- Help yourself.

- Hello, sons.

- Good day, sir.

Oh come on! Let's go!

- Hello, sons.

- Hello yourself, pop.

- Hi, son.

- Hi, dad.

- Help yourselves, my darlings!

- Thanks.

All kidding aside,

maybe some of you should stay for real.

- We've plenty of girls.

- No shortage of ladies, indeed.

One retired guy for 40 households.

- I wish I could stay!

- Thief!

You little rascal!

I looked away for a second,

and it was gone!

Stop yelling.

You know he's starving.

The place is crawling with crooks.

I can't feed them all.

Eat.

Here you go!

Oh God, it's too much!

- Got any folks, you little scamp?

- None.

Chiefs, gimme a lift.

It's only 2 stations away.

- Let's go!

- All aboard!

Don't you disturb me, Maria,

I beg of you, do not.

I've been disturbed all week

As it is.

My friend, my friends,

What have you done?

I loved him-you stole him away-

I did not!

You scallywag, you said you were gonna

get off in two stations.

This one's the sixth.

You wouldn't have taken me

if I had told you the truth.

That's true!

I'll get off at the next one.

- He's nobody's fool.

- Absolutely.

Oh well, never mind.

Keep going if you must.

I had worn my shoes all out

Walking down that path

As soon as I got a new pair

My boo found someone else.

Our family is huge.

In order of seniority:

Panteleimon Lukich and Maria Trofimovna,

our parents.

- Then Zoya, my wife.

- She's pretty.

Here are my sisters: Darya,

Lyudmila, Natalia.

Here's my elder son Sergey,

and the younger one, Dmitry.

- Here's my daughter.

- Great job.

Easy does it.

It's too hot.

Kasha makes me real thirsty.

Want some sugar?

This one's for Vienna,

I know that much.

Is this one for Berlin?

- For Budapest.

- I see.

- What's your name?

- Fyodor.

- Mine, too!

- It happens.

It does. All the time.

My dad's name was Vasily.

No mother either?

Only an aunt. She's nice,

but she lives too far away.

- Going to see her?

- Yep.

Once I'm home,

I really should fix the bellows.

Comrades!

Congratulations on this great victory!

The truth was on our side, so we won!

Thanks. Why so much?

- It'll come in handy.

- Thank you.

- It's too heavy!

- Not for you it ain't.

- Take care!

- Thanks.

- Take care, Fyodor.

- Say hi to your aunt.

Enjoy yourself, soldier,

the war is over!

- That's us.

- Thanks for the ride.

- Gonna stay at your aunt's?

- Yep.

- Can you find the way?

- Sure thing. Walk down Shevchenko st.,

then turn onto Papanin st.,

then down Komsomolsky alley.

The third one's hers.

Have a safe trip.

Hope everyone's in good health.

- Goodbye.

- See ya.

Take care, guys!

- Hey brother, hop in!

- Are you staying, Fyodor?

Fyodor!

- Did you hit the dog?

- It's his own fault.

Who are you anyway? This is our spot.

We always play here.

- This is our house!

- Wanna get your ass kicked?

Let him have it!

Hey hey, knock it off!

What is it with you?

- Fyodor!

- Hello, Nikanorych.

Alive, thank God.

- Is it Arseniy?

- Yep.

He sure has grown.

Well, introduce yourself.

- So?

- Well, here I am.

- Where did you find this mutt?

- Mutt my ass!

He's a purebred bear-dog.

Could've been the size of a calf.

- Why isn't he, then?

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