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EYES

Screenplay by Valentina Hovenko

Cinematography by Vladimir Klimov

Dude, we need to go to the hospital.

It's urgent, dude, help us.

Our friend got hurt, come on, dude!

Look, it's gold, dude, I'll be damned if it's not gold.

Music by Vladimir Davydenko Art direction by Valentin Konovalov Sound design by Boris Zuev

Fatima had a go with the alchie again.

Rustled some up in the bandaging room.

You idiot.

For your information, there is no alcohol in the bandaging room.

And there never was.

Alcohol is kept only at the operating room.

Go.

Hockey player?

Mhmm.

With a hockey stick or with a puck?

With a puck.

A puck hit is bullshit.

We had this Dyn admitted here,

he got whacked in the eye with an ice skate.

He was stuck here for two months.

And you, kid, will get kicked out in a week.

In a week?

And what did you expect?

It's not like with a hockey stick, it's a puck.

"Bruising of the soft tissue, hemorrhage in the sclerae."

No biggie.

Now my trauma is very serious.

The crystalline is affected.

Got shot with a slingshot in class.

Doctors thought my eye had gone to shit.

Blurring is guaranteed.

What do they call you?

Kostya.

Andrey.

And I'm Zhenka. Got any grub?

No.

You tell your mother to bring chewing gum.

The fancy imported kind. And plenty of it too.

With her son in the hospital, she shouldn't be a cheapskate.

Stand up.

Spermophilus!

Come here.

Why me? I laid down here.

It was empty, I took it.

Do as you are told!

He took your spot.

The bed was temporarily vacant and he...

Spermophilus,

move while I am feeling benevolent.

Hurry!

Let him be. What's the difference?

There is a difference.

He is our fisher of the Pacific ocean.

He pees himself every night.

He already soaked one mattress, now he wants another one.

Don't worry about that.

Let him do it, I warned him.

Spermophilus, didn't I warn you?

Let go of my arm. Let go, idiot.

Not every night, not true.

Well, every other night.

Bros!

I know why he was so eager to move.

He wants Tanka for himself.

See this?

That's not the law. You lay where you were put, got it?

Tanka will be with the newbie.

Who is Tanka?

You see...

we have a law here.

Up there, two flights up,

there is the girls' division.

An identical ward, same two joined rooms.

The beds are configured in the same way, also six of them.

But there are chicks not dudes.

And the chicks and dudes who get the corresponding beds are considered a couple.

No one cares whether they like each other or not.

You're a couple.

It's final.

There is no swapping.

It's the law.

And you got lucky, bro.

You'll have Tanka.

She's a cool and fun chick.

She already wears a bra.

Well, I'd say my Tamarka is no worse.

The kinds of jokes she tells, you'll piss yourself.

It's our second month of kissing and petting.

I'll fuck her soon enough.

And Arturchik got himself Giraffa.

She's a tenth grader.

He needs to get up on a stool to reach her.

We are just friends.

Everyone says that, "We are just friends"

And then the girls wind up pregnant.

Fools, idiots!

Nikita, see whose turn it is today.

Today it's bed 5.

Lucky. He just got admitted and already it's his turn.

My turn?

You have a date with your Tanka.

But... - The law is the law.

Since the schedule says it's your and Tanka's turn,

You are to go to the basement at sundown.

Tanka will take you there, she is sly, she knows everything.

I believe you are her fourth.

Mail!

Tanka was discharged, her parents came from Kemerovo.

Bed 5 is vacant for now.

Didn't work out, bro.

This means now it's the turn of bed 3.

Mine, my turn!

Nikita, will you let me wear your sneakers?

What? Last time you stepped into shit in them, I spent two days washing it off.

But it was dark.

And now the janitor changed the light bulb in there.

Let me wear them, please.

I'll be careful, it's the last time.

Please let me.

I beg you, it's the last time.

So, did she put out?

Almost.

Almost doesn't count.

I stuck my hand into her panties.

Don't bullshit.

And what's this?

Ogonek magazine. You were solving crossword puzzles.

Bullshitter.

"Got into her panties"

Like I don't know that nerd Natashka.

Look here, here. Here, concentrate.

Here we have a hemorrhage in the sclerae and bruising of the soft tissue.

Will I be here long?

About a week, then we'll see how it goes.

Is it possible to get discharged sooner?

It's really important for me.

Semifinals are coming up.

No, sooner is not possible.

Guys, someone got admitted to the bed 5. Some Nastya.

They just passed a note.

You know what?

I am not going play your stupid games.

Some law you made up, it's retarded.

You are turning the entire ward against you.

Careful... you might regret it later.

Screw you.

You guys are all scumbags.

Spermophilus, slam shut your pie hole.

You are all tense.

What happened, Kostya? I can see something is wrong.

Did you bring the gum?

Yes, a whole container, like you asked.

So then give it to Igoriok and Oksanka.

Wouldn't that be a bit much for them?

You asked me to buy it for here.

I changed my mind.

You know what?

When you return home, you'll give it to whomever you want.

I can't bring myself to give such expensive gum to the neighbor kids.

I am not a millionaire.

Hi Nastya.

Hi.

You are dressed lightly, aren't you cold?

No dad, thanks.

Come along.

I spoke to the doctor.

Tell me, is he young or old?

I can't tell from his voice.

There is this type of deep voices...

He is young.

Older than you?

Not by much, maybe by a couple of years.

That means he's old.

What's important to me is that he is a capable surgeon.

And how is your ward? Did they greet you well?

The girls are friendly.

They are so funny.

They read out loud, taking turns.

All sorts of rubbish, but it's nice nonetheless.

And what about your radio? The batteries didn't die yet?

I forgot to check them.

No, it's working, I've been listening to it.

Is the food bad?

Revolting!

But in general everything is ok.

Everything is fine, dad.

Nastya.

The most important thing for you is not to lose heart.

In order for the surgery to be a success you must...

Keep up the fighting spirit.

Exactly.

That's what I am doing.

Does the eye hurt?

It doesn't hurt.

I'll get discharged soon anyway.

Don't rush it.

OK, I've got to go.

Where to, Kostya? I took a day off work for you.

I have procedures now, I must go.

When the boys call, tell them I'll be home soon.

I'll tell them.

What should I bring you next time?

Are you listening?

I'm getting discharged in a couple of days.

Fine, don't be lonely and obey the doctors.

And please, I beg you, don't get in trouble with anybody.

You can be such a...

Fine, see you.

Well, so long, I am going now.

Andrey...

Forgive me... I changed my mind ...about the law.

That doesn't count.

What's up, hockey man? Got the willies?

We already transferred you.

Traded you in for a newbie from ward 7.

What do you mean, you transferred me?

You heard it, it's so that this doesn't end in a fight.

Because then you'd be liable to get your second eye knocked out.

What's the point? In short, get your stuff and move your ass to ward 7.

The division head has been informed.

But there's no need for that.

What's the score? Me - 35, you - 6?

It's 35-7!

Don't bullshit me!

I am shit.

I am shit.

I am an asshole.

I am an asshole.

A cretin of cretins.

A cretin of cretins.

A stinking billie goat.

A stinking billie goat.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

A miserable pisser.

A miserable pisser.

Nikita...

Well then, we forgive you.

Get up now and and never act like this again.

All right, Vitek, be well.

Bye guys, it's a lot of fun in here.

Andrey... my spot in ward 7 is already taken.

Some wussy showed up. Sitting there all snotty.

Crying for his mommy.

That's your problem.

Go to the head of the ward.

I've already been, he is in a meeting with the head doctor.

Fuck, can't you sit and wait for him?

What are you, an infant?

What's there to wait for?

The nurse says there isn't a single vacant bed in the ward.

Buzz off Vitek, you are annoying me.

Can I wait here?

What are we, a waiting room?

Were it not so dark,

Alisa would have immediately realized that she was being carried by the dolphins.

But she was so tired, so oblivious to what was going on,

that half a minute must have passed before she realized

that she was no longer swimming on her own accord,

but swiftly sailing towards the shore

on a strange ship - the backs of two dolphins, swimming side by side.

Their dorsal fins served as the walls of the cabin,

and Alisa's hands, stretched forward were resting on their protruding foreheads.

Alisa did not dare prop herself up to see what was going on behind her.

Out of fear that the dolphins might swim apart and she will fall in the water again.

After all, she knew perfectly well that she will not last a single minute in the water.

Her arms and legs felt as if they were made of cotton.

Behind her she began to hear the gentle hum of a motor boat.

That meant that the robots continued to pursue her.

'Hurry,' she whispered to the dolphins.

'We must urgently reach the shore before they begin to kill people.'

'Alright,' replied one of the dolphins.

Damn it, at the most interesting part.

I am so sick of them all.

Natasha, will the robots catch Alisa?

They probably won't. After all, she is riding the dolphins.

Is it candy? Or a chocolate bar?

Mommy!

What's going on?

It's a mouse, a mouse, it bit me!

What's going on girls, what happened?

The 5th ward's got the rabies, they were all bitten by a rabid mouse.

Now they will have to get the special shots in the stomach.

Not too tight?

Just fine.

Be careful, there might be nails sticking up from the floor.

Should I lend you my walkman?

No need.

As soon as you enter, look for a light switch by the door, got it?

When you are getting out of there, don't forget to turn off the light.

We don't need to leave any evidence.

She won't show up, I can feel it.

Nonsense! Like I don't know what all these chicks are like.

I've been stuck in here for over a month and not a single girl said no.

Even Spermophilus gets to go on dates, tell him, Spermophilus.

With a real cutie too, a Mongolian.

She's got a bad leg though.

What do you all know? She is not like everybody else.

She is not like everybody else. Nastya is...

People, anyone got a hairpin? Mine broke.

Take mine, it matches her eyes.

It doesn't match anything and it's way too old-fashioned.

Vika, give me yours.

The red one.

Is it cute?

Very, it's got bunnies on it.

No, not that.

Something abstract would be better.

A blue one, maybe this will fit?

No, it's heavy.

Generally, blue fits me. - Listen, run to Fainka,

You know, the ginger Fainka?

Yes.

And also ask about the blouse, for me, it's my turn tomorrow.

I probably couldn't survive a single day without music.

Literature - sure.

Well, theatre, painting,

cinema - not too much.

But what a happiness it is that music was gifted to humanity from above.

Sometimes I feel like we, people, are not worthy of this gift.

If it wasn't for music, I'd have probably committed suicide.

I don't want it anymore. Where should I put it?

Throw it on the floor. - Is it that dirty in here?

Well, sort of, yes.

No, I can't. Spitting on the floor is so animal-like.

Give it to me.

So you play the piano?

It's obvious that you are not a musician.

In our lingo it's 'phono'.

No, I am a cello player.

I have absolutely no ear for music at all, Tone deaf as a board.

Just like my father.

My gift came to me from my grandmother, she was a famous concertmaster.

What was her last name, maybe I've heard of her?

Doubt it, but it's Stern.

Sofia Karlovna Stern.

No, haven't heard of her.

Kostya, are you handsome?

I don't know.

Well, do girls like you or not? Tell me honestly.

Honestly... probably yes.

Do you have anybody?

Me?

Yes, you, you.

My god, you are so uptight.

So are you dating anyone or not?

No.

Why?

I don't know, that's just how it is.

May I touch your face?

Touch it.

My hand is clean.

So, do I suit you?

For what?

Don't get offended. It's just that you see me and I don't see you.

You have to admit it's not fair.

Your hand smells sweet, like a lily or something like that.

It's lavender.

Our entire ward was priming me up for this.

One girl had this perfume, I like this scent very much.

I do too from now on.

My ward was priming me up as well.

These sneakers aren't mine, the gum is also not mine.

You have a nice face, girls must truly like you.

But what you wrote in the note, was that true or just sweet talk?

It's true.

I felt it.

Where did you see me, downstairs in the hall?

Mmhm.

Were you with your mother?

With my mother.

By the way, she has a lovely voice.

I don't have a mother.

She died while giving birth to me. Too narrow of a pelvis.

Mine's also narrow.

I am being brought up by my father.

That's probably bad.

I am definitely a bit of a screwball.

A screwball?

Well, yes.

Haven't you noticed?

Kiss me.

On the lips.

How sweet, you don't know how to kiss?

Oh, just don't get offended, that's boring.

And in general, I can't stand bores.

And you, do you have anybody?

Mhmm.

And does he love you?

Probably.

Do you love him?

Damn, I think I got a splinter in my hip. It's hurts.

Where? Want me to take it out?

It's a rather intimate spot.

But it hurts, doesn't it?

It hurts.

And it can get infected.

Well, since it can get infected, take it out.

Do you feel it?

Wow, a big one.

Do you have a hair pin?

A safety pin.

Does it hurt?

Mr. Surgeon, don't stretch this out.

This hurts, right?

If anyone is enjoying this, it's not me, faster.

Here it comes. Done.

Thank you, dear.

You are welcome.

Maybe that's enough for today?

So, did she put out?

What are you stupid? Where is your sense of humor?

What's with you? I am not even saying anything!

I shit on your schedule, I am going again tomorrow.

Understood?

Light sensitivity.

What?

It's called light sensitivity.

When you can't see anything, but you can still feel the light.

Tell me about yourself.

What's your mother's profession?

Actually no, wait, I better guess it myself.

A hairdresser, isn't it?

Yes, but how did you guess?

Intuition!

No, is she really a hairdresser?

Really.

Well, if I can guess about your father, then...

I don't have a father.

Why did you tell?

I knew it, but I wanted to guess myself.

I am sorry.

You'll break my neck.

You have an iron grip.

I know.

Do you work out?

I have to.

I've never done any sports

Is it worth your while?

Naturally.

I love you.

Kostya, Kostinka

But I am blind, Kostya.

My surgery is coming up.

I overheard the doctors saying that there is only 5% hope of success.

Kostya, only 5%.

With that miniskirt, it's off the hook.

I'll tell her that you aren't taking anything from her.

OK, I gotta go, see you.

Later.

Do you happen to be from the eye division?

And if I am?

Would you please ask Nastya Scherbakova from the 5th ward to come downstairs?

I can ask her, but I am not too sure if she will come.

Why, what's going on? Is she in a bad way?

In a bad way, yes.

Are you an acquaintance?

I am a friend.

My name is Dima.

Have someone read this to her, alright?

Fine.

Alright, friend, wait here.

Oh, and also this.

And what are you doing here?

Here is the reply.

So, what does it say?

Will she come down or not?

Did she write this?

Obviously not. She's got the freaking eyesight of 00.

Any message for her?

Come again, don't forget us.

You've stomped all over my feet.

I am sorry.

I warned you that I can't dance.

I hope there are no fractures.

Some strength you've got! Heavy, isn't it, Kostya?

Nope, you are my baby, rock-a-bye baby.

Listen, I am in a bit of a predicament.

A predicament?

Yes, I need to use the bathroom.

You know, lead me to the ward and I will see you tomorrow, alright?

Maybe you can go in here? I will step out.

No, I can't do it like that.

But I'll step out!

Doesn't matter.

Listen, do you need to do a number one?

Yes, I need to pee.

Let me take you somewhere, there are many places here.

And then we'll come back.

And I will walk out, I will not look, honest, Nastya.

Listen, don't make an event out of this.

But it's still so early.

Ok, go.

God, this way I'll forget how to walk.

Natasha...

This surgery that I will have tomorrow, is it effective?

Well, on this bed here we had a girl,

Angela, and well, her surgery wasn't bad.

Her eyesight was improved by 30%.

Natasha, you are such a bad liar!

Is that even possible, 30%?

Don't move your eyes, look over here, like that.

Ok, good.

You are good to go home.

What do you mean, go home?

I mean go home, sign yourself out.

It's all healed up.

Forget your hockey and take up something useful.

Katya, so you are discharging him and on his place

Wait, I can't be discharged!

I need to be here, I still have pain in my eye.

You don't have any pain anywhere.

Please, at least 3 more days.

Well, one more day? A single little day?

Please!

How difficult can this be for you, to keep me a single day? Please!

You are an adult, Morozov.

You understand that there are hundreds, thousands of sick children out there.

And you, a practically healthy man, are taking up their place.

Prepare the discharge papers, Katya.

Are you here, Kostya? Your mother is looking for you.

Zhenya, is that you?

Yeah.

I can't see anything. Where are you?

I am here.

Come closer.

I can't see anything.

How can you not see anything?

I see absolutely nothing.

I see absolutely nothing.

Say, they won't discharge me now, right?

Of course they won't discharge you now. Screw them all, Kostya.

A few days ago the newspaper Vechernaya Moskva featured an interesting article titled "Baby moose adopted by a kind man."

What do you want?

One of ours has complications, He's gotten worse.

Complications? What sort of complications?

Well, he went blind.

Ah, I am familiar with this complication.

It's a paradox. First time in my practice.

Can you imagine, Tigran, he doesn't want to be discharged.

I can't see anything.

A real artist.

Simply amazing.

I really cannot see anything.

Listen, buddy, get the hell out of here!

Think you found yourself playmates for a game of cat and mouse?

I cannot see anything, you assholes, you fascists, I really can't see!

What a piece of trash!

Fine, go relax in the hallway.

Have a sit, calm down, I will examine you.

He is working it naturally.

I am telling you, they are all Stanislavskis here.

Now, you sit here, I'll be right back.

The arteries are narrowed, and identically so on both sides.

Have a look.

So do you see?

And what is that, at 9 o'clock?

Well, that's normal.

What does the trauma have to do with it, Elizaveta Andreevna?

You will not discharge me now?

We won't.

The professor will see you tomorrow.

How did it go? Did you screw with our Doctor Aybolit?

You are a beast! You got them shitting bricks.

They were running around like they had hot pokers up their asses.

You are one brave dude.

Is my mother downstairs?

Yup.

Go tell her I am busy, she should go home.

Alright.

Give me your hand.

Lead me to the ward, please.

Cut it out!

You moron, I really can't see anything.

When are they going to be done in there?

Leave them be, we'll walk them back later.

Remember that Nastya is having her surgery tomorrow.

Ugh, love!

You know why nature created love? All these sighs?

Why?

It's about deceit.

In the course of evolution, nature has lured humanity with a bait.

Beautiful eyes, lips, hair, and figures.

"Go on, fall in love!"

But the primary goal is reproduction, to preserve the species.

You are an idiot.

And here is another game.

It's called "Battle." I learned it while camping.

Remember, our first evening, when you kissed my splinter?

Of course I remember.

It gave me a very strange feeling.

Like I was going to die.

Die?

From happiness.

I will kiss it again now.

Wait... is the light on?

I don't know, Nastya.

It was triggered by psychological trauma.

After all, he really did not want to get discharged.

He wanted to stay at any cost.

It's as if his brain gave an order to the blood vessels that supply the fundus.

There was a spasm in the arteries of the retina.

They contracted.

The visual analyzers' blood flow was cut off.

Spasms - that's why he can't see.

Professor, is there hope?

The case is so rare.

It's unique really.

I will not hazard any prognoses, but we will keep treating him.

We must get rid of the spasm.

Elizaveta Andreevna, did you contact the neuropathologist?

Yes, of course.

Well, you see, we will do our best.

Excuse me, I have a difficult surgery today.

Well, that's it.

How did we manage time-wise?

2 hours, 14 minutes.

Bandages.

What's going on here?

Calm down, we will help you.

Where is she?

So then...

take care Nikita.

Maybe our paths will cross somewhere.

Kostya, wake up.

Andrey is being discharged.

Mate, be well, grossmeister.

Where are you?

See ya! Say hi to Nastya.

I will.

Guys, guys, they locked the basement.

Put on a padlock this big.

Brought in some equipment down there.

That's it then, the good life is over.

Anyway, goodbye, Spermophilus, I am outta here!

Don't piss yourself anymore!

Tatiana Petrovna, are we canceling penicillin for Ivanova?

Grigorieva, come to the phone, it's urgent.

Thank you, I am coming.

Bunnies!

Close the right one.

How many?

Two.

And now?

One.

And now?

Three!

Cover the left eye.

How many?

Four.

And this?

One.

And this?

Two!

Who's there?

Shukrat, is that you?

Why aren't you answering?

Or is it not you?

You bitch, you little filthy thief!

Here, grandma, this is the Nastya I've been telling you about!

Hello.

Here she is.

Hi, we've been waiting for you for a whole hour!

I am Arthur and here is Kostya.

Forgive me... I was detained in the bandage room.

Nastya, where are you?

Everything is alright?

Nastya, everything is well, right?

I told you everything be all right.

And we've had Andrey discharged from our ward.

Also with an improvement. Remember Andrey, Nastya?

I should go.

They must examine me with a slit lamp.

See you later.

Radio: it's time to pay the dues, but the question of who will be paying,

and how to distribute the means provided by the developed countries for the environmental needs became the main point of argument at the conference.

The claims of the former socialist countries for obtaining a special status in receiving western aid, as the victims of the totalitarian system,

were met with indignation by the delegates from the countries of the third world,

who felt that the developing countries must be the main recipients of this aid.

Nevertheless, after a lengthy discussion, certain agreements were reached.

Among them the agreement to work out solutions to the hothouse effect.

A convention for the defense of the biological diversity of flora and fauna.

Did you take the pills?

Yes.

Do you want your potatoes boiled or fried?

I don't care.

Maybe I should invite Igorek, he would read for you.

No need.

I won't go to work at all if you want.

I have very few clients today anyway.

It's fine, go, everything is ok.

By the way, I forgot to tell you. I set the alarm for you for six.

There will be a sports news broadcast. Don't forget, ok?

Excuse me...

I just felt a heart murmur.

Open Kostya, open up...

I beg you, open up, it's mom, Kostya, I beg you!

You! It's your fault!

Young man, run away from her.

She is rotten.

That's not true!

What?

You don't understand a thing.

I don't know how to and I don't want to pretend.

Kostya is a stranger.

I am sorry.

Alright.

To hell with you.

Live as you see fit.

If your conscience is clear.

Hold on, Kostya.

Christ, who in the world could that be?

Let me rinse your arms first.

Hold this, you got it?

I'll be right back.

Hello.

Come in.

Wait until I finish washing him.

Mom, who is it?

Who just came in?

Who just came in?

Here, put this on.

It's Japanese.

Take it away, I will not come out.

She should leave.

Young lady?

I am leaving,

I need to go to a store. It's urgent.

Go away.

I don't need charity.

I know you are here.

I can feel it.

Wait!

Kostya?

Where are you?

I'll be with you shortly, Nastya.

Just a minute.

Do you see? Over there on the roof?

How did it got on the roof?

A sled.

Where?

Oh, yes.

It's really a sled.

Strange, how did it get there?

No, wait... is it true? You see it?

Sleds, what nonsense!

Kostya!

Such nonsense! A sled!