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"KITCHEN"

Hi, my name is Max.

Since childhood I've dreamt to become a cook.

And one day my dream has come true.

I've got a job in the best restaurant of Moscow.

Of course my career path wasn't strewn with rose petals.

In the beginning it was hard.

How have you even dared?!

Do you know how many years I have been boxing?

Have you lost your mind?! Someone, stop him!

But I've managed and everything has worked out well.

We accept you in our kitchen.

Furthermore in the restaurant I've met Vika.

We started to date and everything was amazing.

Until...

And what did you want?

You banged Sasha

and think that Vika will take you back with open arms.

Kostyan, but it was a drunk sex.

So what?

Well... Drunk sex is same as heat of passion killing.

It's punished with short-term sentence.

You are a future lawyer, you have to know.

What?

She has to...

take it into consideration and forgive me.

She won't forgive.

Let's bet that she'll forgive.

Kostya, fine of two thousand

for unauthorized personnel at your working place.

Wait.

Vika.

Vika, Vik...

Vika, wait, let's talk.

Slap is a sign of love.

Good afternoon.

Excuse me, Dmitrii Vladimirovich,

here is the last month report.

That's not for me.

It's for Igor Valentinovich

Now he is your elder brother, sister, salvation army....

and if you are lucky maybe even drinking buddy, right?

- In what sense? - Literary.

That's it, I sold restaurant.

We still have some formalities,

but overall, my friends,

you can... so to say...

start grovelling at the new owner.

Dima, what have happened to my credit cards?

Have you blocked them?

Please, excuse me, gentleman.

So to say... shortfalls in a family discipline.

Literally a second.

- Let's go. - Let me go, Dima!

Well...

Let's have a drink to the new owner.

I'll let you be, I've got some errands.

Viktor Petrovich...

This is exactly that I was going to seriously discuss with you.

Dima has told me that you have problems with alcohol.

There is no problem with alcohol.

There is plenty of alcohol.

You totally understand what I'm talking about.

Starting from today I forbid you to drink at work.

And before work, by the way, as well.

Otherwise you can consider our professional relations unsuccessful,

and we'll have to part. Do we have a deal?

You are the boss.

Are you done?

For now, yes.

Than I'll go too, I have some things to do.

I won't hold you up any longer.

For some reason hands are shaking...

Nerves are shot.

Why don't we have a drink to the new owner?

Dima...

I think you have problems with alcohol.

Lay it off.

Turkey a la Dijon.

- Hello. - Hi.

You run away so early in the morning.

Yea. I had to pass by my place...

to change.

Listen, Sasha...

I think yesterday...

we've gone too far.

Everything is alright.

Relax.

Anyway, I would...

do it again some other day.

- Hello, Viktoria Sergeevna. - Good afternoon and good bye.

You are fired.

You can get your stuff and tomorrow you'll get your pay.

Excuse me, but why?

Let's say...

your manicure is too vulgar.

Vika, wait.That's not right.

First of all... Viktoria Sergeevna.

And secondly Lavrov.... go to work.

"Ah, the device from my favourite movie would come really handy now".

Stand together, girls.

So, girls...

Whatever happened before is unreal.

You both love me.

None of you is jealous.

Three of us live together.

In love and harmony.

Lavrov, I hope I made everything clear.

Don't drink!

You'll see.

You can go to...

Moralist.

I was serious, Viktor Petrovich.

I just wanted to have a farewell drink, as they say.

If I were you, I would not aggravate.

And henceforth you don't have temptation,

I'll take alcohol from you.

Well, please.

I didn't get me right.

I'll take all alcohol from you.

Go ahead.

Kris, hi. I was about to call you.

Listen, this bitch has fired me. Can you imagine?

Could you...

somehow talk to Dima?

Sasha, sorry, but it won't work.

We're...

getting divorced.

Kostya...

get me a drink fast.

One moment.

- What is it? - Water.

Viktor Petrovich, new owner has forbidden me to give you alcoholic drinks,

he said if I did he would fire me.

- Viktoria Sergeevna? - Yea?

Here are flowers for you.

Yea?

It's very beautiful.

- And from whom? - From Max.

Wait, Viktoria Sergeevna.

You know, Max... the thing is... he is really, really sorry and...

One second.

Vika

I understand that I made a mistake...

horrible, horrible thing to do.

Please, forgive me, I'm an idiot.

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.

I'm Chef of this restaurant.

Do you like everything?

You know, everything is great. Very delicious.

Would you like to have a drink with us?

But you know,

I'm at work.

- Oh, sorry. - It's fine, it's fine.

For you, I'll make an exception.

Next time.

Vika, forgive me.

Wait, what is it here?

- No, Chef, no. - Calm down, calm down.

Coded lock?

What is the code?

I'm not allowed to say.

- The owner said... - Tell me what is the code, french bastard?!

Stop.

For whom is it?

Well, it's...

Well...

To chef?

Well, yea, it's for Chef.

I'll see it one more time and I'll fire you.

And chocolates?

With cognac.

- Vika, we need to talk. - I have nothing to talk to you about.

And I think you do have.

You are such a freak!

Where are you going, Vika?

Vika, where are you going? Wait.

Hello, Kostyan?

Lyova!

Yesterday I bought a bottle of whiskey. Where is it?

Viktor Petrovich

you shouldn't drink.

What do you mean I shouldn't?

You shouldn't. It's unhealthy.

All right.

So how does it taste?

The ass of the new owner?

It't's f-for your b-b-benefit.

L-l-let's d-d-drink some t-tea, a?

Tea?! Go with your tea to...

Can you imagine, she didn't even listen to me.

- I wouldn't either. - What do you mean?

Are you with Vika or with your friend?

Max, of course, I'm with you.

But it doesn't change the fact that you are womanizing pig.

Saw it Kostya, saw it.

So you want to say if I have cheated on you,

you would not forgive me.

Kostyan!

It's not what you're thinking.

Me and him are not friends.

You are my friend.

Kostyan!

Kostyan!

No.

I wouldn't forgive you.

Never?

I don't know.

Maybe if something has happened to you.

What do you mean?

I don't know.

For example, when I was a child, I had a dog.

Ralf.

And once he has bitten me pretty bad.

So bad that I was offended with him

for a very long time after.

C-cold.

- And what? - What?

He was hit by a car later.

And I have forgiven him.

Pity, he hasn't appreciated this.

Did he die?

What?! Of course no!

He has bitten me again.

But I was not offended with him anymore,

because I understood,

it's better to have alive and angry dog

than dead.

So are you going to follow me every day?

Yes.

If I don't come with you, you'll be b-b-buying

alcohol in all stores on the way.

My duty is to keep you from this.

Later you'll tell me "T-t-thank you".

Leva, I'll get wasted anyway,

just to spite you and your boss.

It won't happen.

Igor Valentinovich said,

that cameras have been installed in the restaurant.

It's for your own benefit.

Good morning, Vika.

You look great.

I'm trying not to fall behind you, Igor Valentinovich.

If you consider it as a competition,

I'll give up right now.

Max! What have you done, Max?!

You bought it?

- Are you an idiot?! - What?

I've really thought that you...

did something to yourself.

It was my plan.

Get a box.

No, you are a real dumbass.

How did you do this?

I'll show you now.

Yea, it's...

cool.

But why?

Do you remember you told me about Ralf?

So the plan is the following...

Will you forgive me?

No.

Then good-bye.

Max! Max!

Why?! Oh, my God!

Help!

Why?! Kostya!

Help!

Are you crazy?!

Don't die, Max!!!

Help!

It's all because of you, Viktoria Sergeevna.

You've ruined the guy!

- All because of you! - Help!

Help!

What have you done, silly?

And then they live happily ever after.

Got it?

What are the invalids!

Who is the idiot that left a plate here?

Do I need to watch everything?

So no one will shit around, no one throw things around.

You have half an hour.

When I'm back, everything has to be shining.

He's gone totally mad.

One more sober day and he will slaughter us all.

We should get him a drink.

But how? There are cameras everywhere.

Who is there?

Chef, some tea?

What the hell's tea?

Did Lyova send you?

Get out!

Get out, I said!

Chef, try the tea, it's very calming.

Chef...

you will like it.

Tea?

Tea... tea...

What is this tea?

Sencha.

Well done.

We'll go with the plan.

Come on, Kostyan, come on, come on.

Ok, I understand. Take care of the 7 th table, please.

Viktoria Sergeevna, here is the note for you.

What an idiot!

Max!

Are you nuts? Get off, immediately!

Vika...

I can't live without you.

Stop this charade.

Life just doesn't have meaning anymore.

Don't blame yourself for anything.

You think I don't understand

that it's one of your tricks.

You want to hang yourself, go ahead.

I don't care.

Wait.

I want you to know...

I love you.

Max!!!

Oh, my god!

Why?!

Help!

Kostya!

Kostya, fast help!

Oh, my God!

What have you done, Viktoria Sergeevna?

The guy is in love with you and you...

put him in the noose.

Kostya, help!

Kostyan!!!!

Kostya, help!

Kostyan, help!

Have you hang yourself for real?

Thanks.

Dumbass!

Do you think it's a joke?

Freaking rope...

Vika, I'm sorry, I'm...

I've really screwed up.

I don't want to lose you.

If ...

I have a small chance,

forgive me.

Vika! Vika!

It looks like...

your Ralf has worked.

Pampering yourself with tea, Viktor Petrovich?

That's right.

Pour me a cup.

Ah, it's finished.

I'll go tell now.

They'll get it for you.

Chef, more tea.

I'm amazed at you, Viktor Petrovich.

It all covered.

You just think of it, and here we go...please.

Oh, it got completely cold.

I'll brew a fresh one now.

It's not a big deal.

I don't like it...

hot.

Viktor Petrovich, aren't you ashamed?

Not really.

So it's senseless to fight you.

All right.

I understood.

It's great...

when your bosses are so understanding.

Chef...

Fedya is fired.

- Igor! - Yes?

What do you think you're doing?

Why did you fire Fedya?

Have we started to call each other by name, Viktor Petrovich?

Now, yes!

And remember, I won't let you fire my people.

These are my people.

Did you understand?

Viktor Petrovich,

I respect a lot,

that you care so much about your people,

but you have to understand one simple thing...

I'm the boss here!

And I decide who to fire and who not to!

Have you understood, freaking alcoholic?!

Chef, don't do it!

Igor Valentinovich!

Vitya, are you nuts?

Get off.

Take it.

I had enough.

You all are fired.

I don't think so.

Here, familiarize yourself.

These are the papers

that prove that I'm the owner of this restaurant.

We have almost signed everything.

It's not possible.

Read it, read it.

The thing is...

Dima is not that young anymore

and probably he forgot

that he registered the restaurant under my name.

And if I want to sell my restaurant,

I'll let you know.

And for now, I'll decide

who to fire and who not to.

Very often we push too hard

trying to change the scenario

that was written to us by life.

We pant, work hard, struggle

trying to chase helplessly

the phantom of our ego.

But once you let things go

and life surprises you suddenly.

The most pushy keep fighting the whole world...

but eventually they understand

that they're trying to defeat only themselves.

But there are some that

after going through all challenges and obstacles,

suddenly understand

what is gone is gone.

And they should start everything all over again.