Volchok

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I was born in a town on the outskirts of a big city.

The town was called "The Town",

..and I didn't know the city's name until I turned 12.

Now it is not important.

- Ran enough?

- Ough!

- Why'd you cut up the girl?

- Irl!

They're quick.. Why the f***

did you cut up that missis?

- La-la-la!

- Here, la-la!

Yo, she really cut her up, it wasn't

just a drunk fight?

What do your spooks, your people,

what do they say?

They say it was because of a man.

What kind of man should it be.

She's all chopped up. One of the eyes is out.

- What's with the hand?

- She broke all the windows in there.

You're so screwed now..

Couldn't you just beat that missis,

if the mister is so good?

- The baby's coming out.

- Whoa! You're pregrant, too?

- Why'd you run then?

- The baby's coming out.

Look at us talking now!

- How many months?

- The baby's coming out.

- Let's get her in the car.

- Can't you see - she's full of sh*t.

I said get the car.

I was born in half an hour,

together with my first ever pneumonia.

I could not be present in court,

where I was supposed to be used..

..as an extenuating circumstance.

That is why I saw my mother for the first time

when I was seven years old.

Come! Goddamn it! You silly-head!

Hop-hop-hop!

Let's go, get us some food!

- What?

- Make the table.

O! I got you a present.

Here!

- What is this?

- You'll spin it on the table.

- Like this?

- Later, later, later, later.

That's how I saw mother for the first time,

and instantly fell in love.

She was beautiful, cheerful,

and smelled like a dining car.

Then mother was telling grandma how she

met uncle Kolya, and uncle Kolya was sleeping.

Picked him up on the train.

He's coming back from the North, after his shift.

This and that, and it looks like love.

Stayed in the dining car the whole time,

after came out with me.

"I'm not going home, I'll stay with you" - he says.

- I'll get a divorce, this and that.

- If god willing.

- He'll stay. Get naked and it's a done deal.

- If god willing.

- He's got money.

- If god willing.

He's got it, he's got it.

Look at that chain. And he only drinks cognac.

Then mom and grandma took uncle Kolya to bed.

And then me, mom, and uncle Kolya slept.

What?

- Gotta have some, Lucie.

- "Lucie"?!

- And who?

- Boo-hoo! What do you want?

- Gotta have some, it's awful, let's do it once.

- You'll have to do without, for "Lucie".

- Oh come on. Just once!

- Piss off!

Just once, come on, just once!

Come on... Here...

That's it?

Just made a mess. A**hole!

And then uncle Kolya woke up.

Hey. Hey!

- Where am I?

- At our place.

Which city is it?

Ho, Kolya is up! Want some milk?

What bloody milk? Where's the bloody money?

- What money?

- My bloody money.

- What money?

- Give back the f***ing money.

- What money?

- Money, you cow!

- Watch your language in front of the child!

- I'll show you f***ing language!

Give me back my money!

Now, get dressed and

vacate the premises! Superhero.

Money! Now!

- Mister, don't beat her, please!

- Go away!

- Don't touch the child!

- My money!

Hey, you!

Don't touch me!

- Hey, you!

- Where's the money?!

- Hey, you!

- Money!!!

Is this blood?

Am I f***ing dying?

Hey, a**hole! Get up!

Hey, a**hole!

Mom! Mom!

Mom!

What are you up to, a**hole?

Mom!

- What?

- He's dying, can't you see.

- "dying"? Last night he was fine.

- Well look at this.

- Ow, that's it.

- What - "it"?

- That's it!

- Don't "that's it" here, a**hole!

Let's drag this a**hole to the emergency.

That's it!

- Don't give me this sh*t!

- Let's drag him.

- How?

- By the legs!

A**hole!.. Such a**hole!

- Took him in...

- I got my suit in there.

- Where?

- Get his suit.

- And the briefcase.

- Get the briefcase.

Is there anything of mine left?

There was money, too.

- What is this? Dying swan. Get up!

- I can't.

- Mom, get the axe.

- Why the axe?

- We'll cut him into pieces.

- What is this?

- Alive?

- Alive.

Going to be dead now, then.

Mom, get that axe!

The axe, mom, the axe! He's getting away!

He's running off! The axe, mom!

That's how uncle Kolya stopped being my father.

Quickly and with no extra fuss.

He left behind only the spot on the floor,

which grandma removed using a rag.

Although after uncle Kolya there was uncle Slava.

- Why are you doing this with the towel?

- So it doesn't hurt for you mom.

After uncle Slava there was a fat uncle Tolya.

Take your gown!

After that there was uncle Igor.

Then there were more uncles.

And after that mother started

showing up at home less and less.

She came in a car and brought us

fudge candy and raisins.

Sometimes condensed milk, too.

It happened about twice a week,

but I waited every night.

I sat at a window and pressed

the button on the desk lamp,

so mother would see that I'm awake.

That I'm waiting.

Sometimes the signal didn't work.

And sometimes it did.

- What were you doing?

- Waiting for you, what.

- What, the whole time?

- I also ate porridge.

"Ate porridge". Let's get inside.

- Will you stay?

- Of course.

And the car could even leave now.

Go, go, what are you standing there for.

- It will leave now.

- It should leave.

- It will, it will. You want some condensed milk?

- Only with you.

Leave now, can't you hear.

Or else...

See that? Leave.

- Look what I can do.

- I see, I see.

So, will you distract her? It's time to go,

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