لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
And now - the morning news.
The Central Committee of the factory...
- Will you play in the morning again? - Yeah!
- Bigfoot, giraffe, telegraph pole! - What?
What are you doing? Give them back!
Get the hell out! They're not yours, don't touch them!
I said, get out, give them back!
Biting me?!
I'll play anyway!
Woodpeckers Don't Get Headaches
You'll walk to this microphone and say... Let's rehearse this.
Our dear graduates!
- Now... - Today. - Today, the school bell
will ring for you for the last time!
- He will... - ...proclaim...
Fyodor Kuzmich, can say "Hoo-hoo"?
Now this you shouldn't do.
- ...Come on, come on. - Ira!
- Say hello to me. - Get lost.
- Please. - I don't want to.
Ira! Fyodorova! Ira!
- Well? - Say hello. - I don't want to.
- Wanna say hello to me? - To you - no.
7A, align!
Come on, form a line!
Move it, quick!
- Bulkin, what did I say? - ...eight, nine, ten!
Act like a grown-up, will you? Stand up. Quiet, quiet.
Move it, children!
- Fyodorova, say hello. - I don't want to!
- Tatyana Petrovna! - What is it?
- Fyodorova ignores me. - Say hello, for God's sake.
- I don't want to. - Say hello, Fyodorova!
- Tatyana Petrovna! - What do you want from me?
- She doesn't say hello. - What do you want me to do?
You want me to say hello? Hello.
- Very funny. - Tatyana Petrovna...
- I didn't mean to offend you. - Shut up.
Once again, I'm asking you to form a line!
- Where's Mukhin? - Seeing his 121th dream, I guess!
Get down. Fyodorova, where's Mukhin?
- Why are you asking me? - Who else should I ask?
Well, how do I know?
They've delivered fresh potatoes on the market, we should...
Why are you like that?
He knows.
He bit me, Dad.
Bit you?
Whom did you bite and how did that happen?
I bit him and it happened fast.
- Where's my belt? - Leave him be.
If he can't become a human being, let him be a drummer at least.
He's fast.
We're passing by the house of a famous basketball player Andrey Mukhin.
Height - 205 cm in the morning, 204 in the evening.
Hello! It's his neighbour, a fan.
And there goes his little brother, Seva Mukhin.
Andrey! Hiya!
In autumn you will bring me an essay "How I Spent My Summer Vacation"
"How I Spent My Summer Vacation".
- Take a sheet and write down... - Again "How I Spent My Summer"!
What's the problem, Bulkin?
- Every year the same thing. - Well, can you suggest something else?
- I can. - Go ahead, tell us.
I suggest we change the title a little bit.
Yes, how? Tararuknina, dear, stop giggling.
How about this...
"With whom I Spent My Summer Vacation".
"With whom I Spent My Summer Vacation"...
See? Everyone approves!
Sit down, Bulkin, and keep quiet.
- Why is that? - Enough, maybe?
Stop that right now, or I'll send you to Fyodor Kuzmich.
No, you won't.
- What makes you so sure? - First, it's the last day of school.
- And secondly? - And secondly...
...you like me.
- Now, Baton... - See?
You're even calling me by my nickname!
- Comrade Mukhin! Good morning. - Good morning.
We're listening to what you're going to say.
7B is already out.
Sit! I didn't tell anyone to stand up!
I'm telling you. Take your seats, keep quiet.
- ...are we special or something? - We wanna play football too!
Like little kids. I have no patience left for you.
You will leave in half an hour.
I want to play football too. Sit down, Mukhin. Let's get serious at last.
- Hi. - Hiya.
- Why are you late? - Went for a little swim.
- How was it? - Fine.
Hi!
Woah! What do you want for it?
Listen, what if I...
Gogol. Byron. Moliere.
- Yeah. Okay. - Mukhin, what have you written down?
- Wha? - What have you written down?
We wrote... We wrote...
Here it is, Gogol, Byron, Moliere.
- Thank you, Mukhin, sit down. - You're welcome.
Thanks.
...Bradbury.
Brad-bu-ry. Fahrenheit...
...you can write that down in numbers. "Fahrenheit 451".
Awesome! I'll try it out today.
Mukhin, what's going on there? Come here!
Comb your hair.
Go see the principal... Asanova, stop it.
...and explain your behaviour.
- To Fyodor Kuzmich? - Uh-huh. - You should take them off at least.
Fyodorova! Just who are you waiting for?
What do you care?
And I think we know for who!
Well? Let's go.
Ira... Listen.
I'm listening.
- Where's that from? - I don't know.
Come on, remember.
- What? - Where's that from?
Are you dull of hearing?
You know very well that I'm tone-deaf.
- Move it, move it! - Move it yourself, flippers!
I'm doing it.
- And don't blink! - I'm not.
- You're a muff! - No, you are!
Feathers on a bird's back, Two pigtails on Ira's head!
- Is that so? - Yeah! - Well, you'd better hold on!
I am!
- Aha! You lost, you lost! - No and no, and no!
- You're losing all the time! - Whatever!
By the way, what're going to do this summer?
- I have a practice. - And after your practice?
- I'll go to the camp, probably. - Me too.
And then?
- Hello, Ira! - Hi, Valera!
- Who's that? - It's Valera.
- He's amazing. - What's so amazing about him?
- Everything? - What "everything"?
Why are you so angry?
- Who's angry? - You, it's obvious.
Well, put your glasses on.
- What will you do after school? - I'll go to the university.
- And then? - I'll work.
- And then? - I'll get married!
- And then? - I'll have children.
- How many children will you have? - I don't know.
- And then? - I'll become a grandma.
- You, a grandma? - Nothing funny.
And I'll have grandchildren.
- And then? - And then I'll die.
What do you mean, you'll die?
What will I do then?
You...
You will play your drums, ride on the gates and ask stupid questions!
Fyodorova! I'll die the same day! You'll see!
- Give me the briefcase. - No.
- I'm leaving. - Leave, then.
- Well, maybe I won't. - As you wish.
- Let's go to the movies. - I'll think about it.
- Give it back! - Will you go to the movie?
- I said I'll think about it! - Well, I'll wait!
- I've already said everything! - I'll wait anyway!
- Is that your charm? - Yes.
Don't be afraid, I won't steal it.
- What are you doing? - Waiting, obviously.
Stupid. What if I don't come?
Then it means you have no heart.
Really stupid.
Standing on the head again?
My Maika will stand first, then I.
- How's it going? - Well?
She's brushing her hair.
- Tell her to hurry up. - Okay.
Tell her to hurry up. We are tired.
I'm standing better than you!
Sashka! Is that you?
- It's me. - Who's the guy going into a spin?
- A groom. - Huh? - A groom.
- I see, a suitor! Good afternoon. - The name's Mukhin.
I've heard a lot about you. Well, what made you go into a nosedive?
- Nothing, just some nonsense. - Well, that happens.
- Want me to deliver a message? - Tell her to hurry up!
Still standing?
Wow, you're lanky.
Hold it, I'll be back in a sec.
- Wow. - Not bad.
- Where's the lunchroom? - Forward and to the right. - Thanks.
Hurry up, please. Thank you.
Here you go.
- Hello. - Goodbye.
- What's the matter? - Can you read?
For 16+ years old.
- You think I'm under age? - Nothing to think about, get lost!
- Faster, faster. - Here.
Ma'am, I'm with a girlfriend.
Yeah, tell me something I can believe. I said, get lost!
Stop that right now! Stop it!
Are you crazy?
What are you doing?! Why don't you bang with your head?
Get your things and go away, you hooligan!
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