- Excuse me, how can I get to the Deribasovskaya street?
- And you yourself are from where will be?
- I am from Moscow...
- Really? And what do you hear there?
- Northing...What particularly interests you?
- Нет, я просто так...Everything"s fine. А в чём дело? Мне просто любопытно. Здесь Москва, там у нас Воронеж, тут Одесса...that we may all be well...You are working?
- Of course, I am working, but I would like you please - how can I get to Deribasovskaya?
- Young man, куда вы спешите? To the Deribasovskaya walk slowly.
- You see, I really need the Deribasovskaya street...
- I see more than that. Don"t worry, I will walk you to it, despite my rheumatism. But I am very concerned with the situation in Rhodesia. That Smitt is such a cutthroat, he is doing such foolish things, I had already two fits...
- Listen, if you don"t know, how to get to Deribasovskaya, I will ask another man!
- You are insulting me. You have already insulted me. Such a cultured young man, Я вижу у вас значок, у меня такого значка нету. I worked all my life. Right off the baby pot - straight to work. Oh, how hard it was for us, there were eight of us with my mom. You now can afford to have eight children? No, only my mom allowed that to herself. She was absolutely uneducated and now my children are studying at university, while моя бедная мама, она теперь с моим братом и дядей лежат на кладбище. Почему бы вам туда не сходить?
- You see, I need Deribasovskaya...
- I understand, but is that possible to have such an attitude towards your parents? If your children don"t come to your grave, they also will be right, you understand me? Where are you going? Deribasovskaya is behind the corner.