"STONE" "Good..." "Water..." "Wet hands..." "What are you doing here?" "Hey, what are you doing here?" "Get dressed." "And get out of here." "My dear man!" "I am terribly happy to see you, terribly!" "Come on." "Come on!" "Where are you taking me?" "Wait!" "I'm being taken away!" "Let me go!" "There's water here!" "How did you end up here?" "I live here." "You better wipe up here after yourself." "Maybe I live here?" "Let me go." "Knock it off!" "Bug off!" "Wait..." "What water?" "There's water at home." "Water at home!" "Get out of here right now." "You can't wash in that water." "Go away." "You see, there's the door." "What door?" "Wipe up after yourself." "If you're nervous, you're likely to catch cold." "You should take bromide and brew some valerian root for your nerves." "How the garden is overgrown..." "Yes." "There used to be a Tatar cemetery here where the garden is..." "When they dug the foundation of the house, they found the bones." "They should be burned." "From the medical perspective, that would be hygienic, but from the spiritual, it doesn't matter." "It's damp and cold here." "It's always been damp and cold here." "That's beside the point." "I suppose we're hungry." "It's time to have dinner and then go to bed..." "What's wrong with you?" "What, are your hands cold?" "A predisposition to asthenia?" "Leave me alone, for God's sake." "Wheezing in the lung." "Leave me alone for God's sake!" "In peace!" "Leave me!" "My hands are cold." "How the parquet floor creaks..." "My medicine cabinet, unfortunately, is empty." "But I will write you a prescription." "Judging from the color of your face, you need iron." "Will you stay here for long?" "What?" "Are you staying here for long?" "I don't know." "Maybe forever." "But perhaps you're making a mistake." "I've been here a long time." "There's nothing good here." "Really?" "But there?" "How is it there now?" "There's nothing, nobody's there." "Such white paws..." "Why don't you light a fire?" "Why?" "Nobody lives here and nobody ever will." "So you don't live here yourself?" "No, I live on the mountain, half an hour from here." "I sit here so nobody steals anything." "I think you have not understood this life..." "No, I don't love life." "And do you really love life?" "I'm out of matches." "Wait a minute." "What are you..." "Give me..." "Calm down, young man." "Give me back the newspapers." "Let me pass." "Give them back." "Stop it." "I'm cold." "I am trying to feel the heat of the fire." "Let me go." "You go first." "You go first." "You're freezing now." "And then you'll be hungry, and then you'll be bored and empty." "Once you start feeling..." "I beg you, don't touch anything!" "We've got a problem with supper." "What's that?" "Well, let's sit down and have a chat." "So what, did you open the cupboards?" "Where did you dig that up?" "At the cafeteria." "Will you have some?" "Yes..." "Or you don't eat that sort of thing?" "Have some..." "Here, you've gotten hungry already." "Here you go." "It's like ink..." "Still, that's better than thirst." "I remember oatmeal soup with milk," "tea, little rolls in the shape of larks, with raisins instead of eyes..." "I remember smoked salmon, grouse," "baked ham with a poached egg, a red cabbage salad, pancakes with raisins, blini with sour cream, caviar, jam," "cold pork" "with a sprig of parsley." "Eat the sausage..." "By the way, you need iron, It's simply essential..." "What, you don't need it yourself?" "I need everything, the whole world" "with God, trees, fables, an avocado...." "Tolstoy was mistaken..." "A clump of earth is not enough." "Can a man" "really fit into some kind of grave, even a large one..." "Snow, frost..." "He can't fit." "Not at all..." "I assure you." "Now I feel as if I'm picking up snow into my hot hands, and it's melting, it's all melting." "Looks like a landscape." "You go up to it, and it's some kind of foggy stain..." "My father?" "What?" "My father, what's wrong with him?" "I didn't see anyone there." "How can that be?" "How could you not have seen anyone there?" "No one." "You were alone there?" "Yes." "Why?" "I don't know." "You're just near-sighted." "And I think there are too many floors there." "Floors at the top, floors at the bottom..." "Floors, that is a metaphor." "Probably." "And perhaps they are not floors but steps..." "Let's go." "What are you doing?" "It seems this is a squirrel jacket." "Is there any more sausage?" "Sausage?" "No, there's no more sausage." "There was so much of it." "What, did you eat it all?" "Perhaps." "You are looking at the garden again." "Let's sit down." "But where's the fork?" "It's cold." "I'll close the window." "I'll go with you." "STONE" "THE END"