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LITHUANIAN FILM STUDIOS

THE BEAUTIFUL GIRL

She is beautiful like a fairytale princess.

She is beautiful like a sun.

She dances like a snowflake.

- Did you have much fun? - I did.

- You look hungry as a bear. Inga, where is the milk? - Boiled over.

- Boiled over again? Couldn't you look after it for 10 minutes? - I could, but forgot.

Are you hungry?

No. I've eaten. I promise.

- Really? - Really, really.

- What is that candle for? - She died.

- Who? - Madame Bonacieux died.

- Has anyone asked for me? - No.

- Did you get back long ago? - Yes.

- Were you waiting for me? - I was reading The Three Musketeers.

So many people die in that book we may run out of candles.

I will answer myself.

- Who was there? - The old man from flat 23.

- Was he complaining? - Why would he complain?

- I though he was complaining. - He brought some work. Asked me to retype it.

- Apparently he writes poetry. - Poems?

Mommy, when I grow up I will be even more beautiful, just like you, right?

And we will fly far away. I saw a poster today saying you can fly anywhere you want.

Silly, you may fly away, but you cannot run from yourself.

But why run? We'll fly away together and we'll be happy.

People always think it's better somewhere else. But a happy person is happy anywhere.

Mommy, have you dressed up already?

Yes, I have.

I have been waiting for a long time.

So we can fly now! We're high above the clouds and silver stars are falling down to Earth.

Mom, what does a falling star mean?

It means that dreams are coming true.

Mommy, just lie down and do not open your eyes.

Mommy, do you think we are actually flying? I've made it up myself. We are just playing.

- Inga! Girls, have you seen Inga? - She is there, downstairs.

- Inga, come here. - I am coming!

Go to grandma's for some milk. Don't lose the money.

- Has anyone asked for me? - No.

Look at how many coins I have! There will be enough for ice cream as well. Come along! Take this.

- Would you like some milk? - No.

- Do you want some milk? Drink.

- You are a good dog. Drink.

- You must be hungry. Do not be afraid.

- What is he doing here?

- Is this dog yours?

- Mister, is this dog yours? - No.

- What is he waiting for? - His owner has drowned here.

- How long ago? - Must be three months now.

- What is going on? - The new neighbours must have arrived.

- Their car is stuck.

- How are we going to pass?

- Allow me. You are useless.

- Look who I have caught! - Hold him. Do not let go!

- I am holding him! - Where did you come from?

- Are you a Beatle or a pioneer? - Which school do you go to?

- Careful! He will get away!

- Stop treading on my toes! - Hold him! Hold him!

- Who are you? Boy or girl? - Will you live here?

- What is your name?

- Why do you need this broom? - He will be cleaning the courtyard.

- This kid is mute! - Mute! Mute! Mute! Mute!

- But seriously, why do you need this broom?

- It will bloom in violets.

- And what is it called?

- Wormwood.

- Children, wait, I'll come in a second.

- Useless girl.

- I'll show you. I'll tell everything to your mother. She earns every single crumb of bread with sweat on her face and you...

- Not sweat, but a typewriter, and not a single crumb, but many. And milk. And shoes.

- d'Artagnan embraced a corpse.

- To hell with...

- Look what he's doing. Putting the broom into the water. What a whacko!

- Children, that mute kid is here.

- Let's play "The Beautiful Girl"!

- I don't know how... - Never mind, we'll teach you!

- Stand in the middle!

- Why are you standing there like you're stuck? Dance!

- What a whacko!

- He's speckled like a cat.

- His teeth are like an organ.

- His legs are like gander's.

- His curls are blue as a sea.

- His neck is like stork's.

- His eyes are like mouse's.

- His teeth are made out of wood.

- Arrogant like a turkey.

- Crooked, bandy and hunchbacked!

- Striped like a giraffe!

- Not a giraffe, but a piglet.

- He oinks! Oink, oink, oink... Oinky, oinky, oinky!

- Where are you going? Come back. If you don't - we'll play without you.

- Inga, your turn. Inga!

- Why are you laughing? I'm always picked as the beautiful girl when we play.

- What? Are you even beautiful?

- Inga, let's continue. - I won't play.

- Why? - Just because.

- You know what he's like. He smokes. Out bathroom reeks of cigarettes.

- Sir, will these bloom? - What?

- These brooms. - No, thanks God.

- You know, child, dew must come first if these were to bloom.

- Do you believe that a broom can bloom in violets?

- Do you know where a wormwood grows?

- What? - Do you know where a wormwood grows?

- What? I don't know...

- Excuse me.

- How did you get here, boy? - I sneaked in.

- Is there a policeman somewhere? And what do you need?

- I need... a wormwood. - Wormwood? We don't have flowers like that here.

- It's not a flower, it's a broom of a kind. - We surely don't sell brooms.

- It's not a simply broom, it blooms in violets.

- What a comic. Violets on a broom... Look in the market, they have everything there.

- Reksas has a good sense of smell.

- You know... My mom want to sell Reksas. - Why?

- There's no one to walk him. - Ok, I'll come tomorrow before school.

- When I get better, we can walk him together. - Get well first, then we can go, you will smoke.

- But I don't smoke. - I'll go then. Don't worry, it'll be all right.

- Mommy... I saw a dog today, with a black head and short bowed legs. What is it called?

- Daughter, it's a dachshund.

- Why don't we have a dog like that? - That's too much. Lie down.

- Dogs are very good friends. - Don't you have enough friends?

- The new boy told me I'm not beautiful. - That boy doesn't know anything.

- Mom, come!

- Look!

- See?

- I can't see anything.

- I see a broom that bloomed in violets.

- My little dreamer... Lie down.

- But there are brooms that can bloom?

- Mom, and what are you waiting for?

- I'm waiting... Ultimately it's not important whether I'm waiting for someone or not.

- I'm asking you everyday if someone has come. Just answer.

- Who has to come? - That is also not important. When I ask, just answer.

- But I do. - Very well. Now sleep.

- Mommy... Mom... - Sleep tight. Sleep.

- Inga! Inga, I'll tell you something. You know, our bathroom doesn't reek of cigarettes anymore.

- So what? - The mute kid is in bed. He's ill.

- And he doesn't go anywhere? - Are you out of your mind? Who will let him with that temperature.

- Inga! Wait, where are you going?

- Take it, taste how delicious it is. At least a little bite. Take it. Good dog, take it, please.

- Why are you bothering him? You can see that he doesn't eat anything.

- I see.

- Are you ill? - I am.

- Then you need to stay in bed. - And who will take care of the dogs?

- I fed and walked all of them. - Nobody asked you to!

- I'll go then.

- Went away and left the dog alone. How can one do this! What the humans do to you. Leaving the dog alone!

- Come, come, we'll feed you. - Good dog, good.

- Shh! Sit. Sit!

- What a beautiful sunny room! And flowers grow by the window.

- Where do you see the flowers? There are no flowers at all. - I'll plant them!

- Why do you keep following me? Don't follow me, you hear?

- Yuck. How ugly your dog is. - You're ugly! Look in the mirror. Damn scarecrow!

- Freckled monkey. Show-off.

- Why did you insult her?

Why did you insult that girl? - I told the truth.

- Truth... Sometimes truth is more bitter than a lie. Sometimes truth is told by wretches as well.

- Hello. Why are You sitting here? - My house used to be here. Good house.

- Unfortunately it was torn down. - Where?

- Just here. It was not an empty field before. - Did you live in it?

- Yes, when I was very small. - Indeed! Were you small as well?

- I was... Long time ago. - Like this?

- Like this. And... my room was here. - Where?

- Here... And a window there. A table stood here. And my chair. A lamp used to be lit on. A mirror... on the wall. And a sofa here.

- Sit down. - How interesting. I'm at Your's now!

- Yes... Life constantly changes. You will understand when you grow up.

- The room next to mine was my mom's. - Did You have a mother?

- A mother. And a grandma. And three sisters. - Where are they now?

- They're dead. Died... during the war. - And you?

- I'm alone. - That's why you are so angry, because they were killed?

- No. I'm not angry, I'm old.

- Look at the sky. Do you see the elephant? - I do! I do!

- It's no more...

- Inga! Inga, why are you hiding?

- I'm rehearsing!

A sigh of Madame Bonacieux's lips touched d'Artagnan's lips.

- A strange play you're rehearsing at school.

- The Three Musketeers. Have you read it? - Yes, some time ago.

- d'Artagnan was in love with Madame Bonacieux, but she died. And if he had not loved her

everything would have been fine. Is it not true?

- Your head is full of nonsense. Reading all these books not for your age.

- And what's my age? - Childish.

- Mom, I'm already grown-up. I still spill the milk sometimes, but I'm very grown up! You shouldn't lie!

- Inga, let's go play!

- Let's play "The Beautiful Girl"! - Inga, what happened? Are you ill?

- It's clear she's not in the mood.

- Go away, you frog leg! - I actually have a name!

- Who insulted you? - Go away!

- Here! Go! Go. - I'm afraid.

- Nothing will happen to you. Don't be afraid.

- Did you see what beauty just left?

- Go in. Don't be afraid. I'll wait for you.

- Inga, where are you going? Wait for me!

- Inga, if you want, I'll get you a wormwood.

- Really, really.

- Hi. - Hi.

- What do you have here?

- Scissors. My grandpa was a scout. - Why do you need those?

- I'm training, cutting barbed wire. If you want I'll show you.

- What for? I'll be a border guard, and I'll have a wolfdog. A dog is better than pliers.

- Be good, tell me where wormwood grows. - Why do you need it?

- I need it badly. I'll give you the scissors. - I don't care about your scissors...

- Wait!

I'll tell you something.

Quick, quick.

- Inga, why are you sitting here? Let's go home. - I can't.

- What happened? - I'm waiting.

- What are you waiting for? - Shh... Don't speak that loudly.

- Let's go before you get cold. - I can't go, I have to wait.

- My silly one...

- Mom, I'm not beautiful. - Why are you talking such nonsense...

- No, seriously, I'm not beautiful. I'm ugly, right?

- Take a look at me. Am I beautiful to you?

- I don't know...

- It's time to know, Inga. I'm just ugly, very ugly. And there's nothing wrong with that.

Not only the beautiful ones are happy. Ugly ones get married as well.

- Why marry? We're fine together.

- Mom, did I have a dad? - You did.

- And where is he now? - I don't know.

- So it is him you keep waiting a letter from?

Mom, I saw a dog today. His owner has drowned, but he's still waiting.

Do people wait when they know that it's not going to come back?

- They do. They can wait all their life. They wait and hope.

- Mom, can you hear it? - No.

- Wormwood is singing.

- Mom, let's play "The Beautiful Girl". - But I don't know how.

- Don't worry, I'll teach you. Just sit and listen to what I'm telling you.

- You are very beautiful. You hair sparkles in gold.

- You neck is like a swan's.

- Your eyes are blue as the sea.

- Your teeth are like pearls.

- Your skin is like satin.

- You're beautiful like a fairytale princess.