Loveless Page #3

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- So, is he divorced? Any kids?

- Yeah. Divorces 3 years ago.

The daughter is grown-up, she's studying abroad,

in Portugal, I think.

And works there, too.

- And how old is he?

- He's looking good.

- He does some Chinese exercises.

Doesn't smoke, almost doesn't drink.

- I'm even jealous.

So, I even it up?

- Just a bit.

- And how does he feel about your boy?

- Nothing particular.

Looks like this boy of mine hates me.

He's just like his father.

Even starts to smell like him.

- Secondary sexual characteristics,

he's growing up.

And did you want him to stay an angel

all the time?

- He may look like an angel,

- Oh, hi, will you wait?

- But he's actually all so spiky,

he almost tore me during childbirth -

didn't want to get out.

I was delivering almost 24-hours.

- Yeah, the life is hard...

Just like my tyke.

Everytime I look at her I realize a sad fact

that she's just like her father.

I hope he died there in his Kapotnya.

- Look.

- Yeah...

But you know, she doesn't drink.

I told her that I'll kill her immediately.

She's a girl of a character.

But not like her father, more like his mother.

She's such a b*tch.

- I forgot, how old is your daughter?

-19, but she's real stupid.

Well no, she's smart,

she finished the school, exams,

but doesn't want to study anymore,

no matter what you do.

All she wants is to roam around.

I tell her:
"If you get pregnant, your life is ruined.

Don't count on me".

And she says:
"I have safe sex".

- Well, at least that.

- I don't know how she'll live further.

No profession, no desire whatsoever.

I tell her:
"Who do you want to be?"

"A member of Parliament".

I say:
"Study while you still have time".

She says:
"You don't need to study to be an MP".

What can I say.

- So your daughter is clever!

- It's because she's just like me.

- Yes?

- Zhenya, come downstairs, please.

- Mhm.

- Why you don't tell me anything?

- What do you mean?

- How did it go with the flat yesterday,

what did the buyers say?

- They said they'll think.

Eh, Masha,

if there was any progress,

I would have certainly told you.

- Why can't you sell it for all this time?

Aren't you working in the Sales Department?

- You realize that those are

different things, don't you?

- No, I don't.

Don't take the pelmeni,

my mom said no pelmeni.

- Where's she tonight? At home?

- Oh,

she left for her auntie.

I got tired of her myself.

Tonight we're alone.

- Thank God.

- How can you say that? She's my mother!

Hey, go take the broccoli.

-1275, please.

- Borya.

Wait.

Everything is going to be alright with us, right?

You won't leave us, right?

- What?

Masha...

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