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Daria Mirnaya and Nikita Burmistrov in
Childhoodless (Without childhood)
Valentina Stepanovna, May we come in?
Yes.
Well, has their mother drunk herself to death?
As you can see, that’s why they are here.
Where is the father?
She has left their father to live with that alky.
And took along her children.
Welcome.
Why have you sprawled out? Here we have our own rules. Their first night novices stand in the corner.
Shut up, or you’ll stand in the corner for the whole life.
What have you said?
Well, does somebody else want to have their nose broken?
Tomorrow you’ll be over.
Tomorrow never comes.
Announcement at the station: Attention! Dear passengers. Travelling in coaches in long-distance trains with small children don’t leave them unattended.
It’s strange, why there is not a single train to Gelendzhik?
Only steamships go to Gelendzhik, and trains go up to Novorossiysk.
Oh, are you here alone?
Oh no, by no means, we are here with our father.
That’s cool.
Novorossiysk..
This is our father!
Yes, this is our father. And we’ll find him!
And why?
Because he’s the only person who loves us.
(voice of the conductor) Нou have expired ticket, I will not let you.
(voice of the conductor) Show your tickets please
I want to eat!
Well, do you want to eat?
Then, sit down and have some food.
And you, girl, sit down and eat.
Well, what are your names?
I’m Dasha.
And your name..
And my name is Nikita.
Nice to meet you. And I’m uncle Sredin.
Children, with whom are you?
We are with our father, he’s lying right there.
Hey, man!
What do you want?
Why have you left your children?
What children? I travel alone.
Hey, man!
What’s the problem? What do you want?
Why have you left the children?
What children? I’ve said, I travel alone
Let’s go.
Ok, let’ see my children.
Here they are.
Where? What have you drunk?
(inscription on the building) Hero city Novorossiysk. (Novorossiysk is situated not far from Gelendzhik)
I want this one.
Let’s go.
Wait for me here.
Hello.
Hello.
Can I play? Well, for people not to go away..
And can you?
Well, then play.
How much should I give you?
Hello. Can you tell me, please, where is this ship?
Oh, this one! She is over that bay, only..
Thank you!
She is already not like this one
Girl, why are you sitting here? Has something happened?
What has happened to the ship?
Why do you ask?
I ask, what has happened to the ship?
She is standing here as a monument. There was a great storm last year, and so she got broken.
And where is the crew?
The crew? The crew died
Everyone has died?
Yes, everybody. But wait, one man survived.
And where is he?
I meet him every morning, right there
Dad!
Dad!
Dad! Daddy!
Daddy!!
We are not guilty only of being born
The childhood is like a swift river.
Your thoughts are so innocent,
Dreams are built on the seasand.
But the reality is like concrete
Like a gray monolith
And nothing can break it.
So it is for a stream of memory to decide what to wash away:
solid monolith or unstable seasand.
It’s not easy to forget.
It has hardened, so you’ll hardly get enough strength to do it,
whenever strong you want it.
You’ve gone through so many dreams and misfortunes, meetings, separations and torments.
And suddenly you’ve found yourself in a grown-up world.
So it is for a stream of memory to decide what to wash away:
solid monolith or unstable seasand.
Every year you become older and older. You have everything:
experience and money. But your childhood is over.
All your childhood comprises your first ten years.
And they are not to be repeated.
So it is for a stream of memory to decide what to wash away:
solid monolith or unstable seasand.