Play for 6 people. Once two new year's eve…

SCENE 4 SUSANNA'S APARTMENT

Music.

Dim lighting.

Susanna in an attractive form is bustling around the apartment, listening to music, dancing. Wipes the dust, corrects everything, ennobles, looks around the room with the master's eyes, goes to the kitchen, returns to the room, brings the cake with burning candles, puts it on the table. He moves back, touching, biting his index finger thoughtfully.

The doorbell rings!

Susanna runs to open it.

Lenya enters in his ski suit, and Susanna runs after him, trying to hug and caress him on the run, but Lenya's mood is not romantic at all.

LENYA (in a businesslike way, not too gently, seeing the cake on the table): Oh, what is it you have? It's not your birthday, is it?

SUSANNA (affectionately): that's right. Today we have another reason to spend a pleasant memorable evening.

LENYA (tries to say about the upcoming separation): Susanna, my dear, I have come to tell you that…

Susanna closes Leni's mouth with a sudden kiss on the lips, thus preventing Him from finishing.

SUSANNA (gently, moving away from the kiss): Then tell me, honey, it's our anniversary! Five years together, dear! Can you imagine? Five years!

Susanna screams with puppy delight and throws her arms around Leni's neck.

SUSANNA (softly, softly): for Five years I've loved you like crazy. And I don't hesitate to talk about it again and again! Lenka… You're so cool.

Susanna lets go of her hug.

SUSANNA (gently, helping to undress): Undress quickly, why are you standing there like a statue? Stunned, from such news Yes? I'm in shock myself! You and I have never celebrated our anniversaries, somehow we all missed the date. Then you are away, then I (ponders, not naturally truthful)… on mission. So year after year… you can imagine… Five years, Lenya! Five!

Susanna screams again with her happy squeak and hugs Lenya again.

LENYA (in confusion): Listen, well… Yes… I admit that I am somewhat shocked by this news. I thought… you and I …

SUSANNA (interrupts): Yes, just yesterday!

LENYA (in confusion): Well, Yes…

SUSANNA (excited, playful, pulling off Leni's jacket): Well, get undressed, honey, get undressed…

Lenya reluctantly undresses, sadly leaving the plan somewhere in the background of forgotten emergencies.

Susanna giggles, her playful mood gradually, slowly, but surely begins to be transmitted to Lena.

Here is Lenya, too, already begins to let go of some pinching, smiles and little pranks. And now he is fully introduced to the rules of the game set by Susanna.

Music.

Anniversaries joyfully and cheerfully rush around the table, catching up with each other. They feed each other cake, have fun…

ZTM.

SCENE 5 AT THE ENTRANCE

Night.

Twilight.

Fussing and looking around, Lenya quickly runs across the stage, buttoning up his ski suit for a run.

But suddenly he is stopped by the ringing voice of a friend from the darkness.

SEMYON (seriously, loudly, reproachfully): So-so!

Semyon enters the stage from the same place where Lenya ran out.

Lenya turns around, looks at her friend with an intricate face, and tries to think of something to lie about.

Semyon raises the binoculars in his hand and flaunts them in front of his friend.

SEMYON (loudly, complacently): Look what a piece you bought yourself! Not binoculars, but a beast. In the dark, even everything is visible as day.

Hands the binoculars to a friend.

Lenya carefully takes the binoculars, examines them from all sides, nods with an appreciative, approving look, and hands them back to Sena.

LENYA (confused): Yes… good.

Semyon is in no hurry to take it back.

SEMYON (complacently): Yes, look at it, why is it so? So nothing is clear. Who evaluates binoculars by their appearance? Look at this.

Lenya begins to look somewhere through the binoculars.

SEMYON (complacently): As a species?

LENYA (in the process of looking through binoculars): Yes… great visibility. Increase directly say-at the level.

SEMYON (complacently): This is a fact. Look there, on the sixth floor, the curtains are pink and not drawn. See?

Lenya looks up through the binoculars and freezes.

SEMYON (complacently): From here, however, nothing but the chandelier can not be seen, but from the landing of the next house, it was absolutely wonderful to see how a certain citizen feeds my friend a cake. You were running around the table so merrily. I even honestly say-envied. I stand like a fool alone in a dark entrance on a smoky landing, watching, and you are there well, fun, delicious. And then… after the tea procedure, I emphasized a couple of interesting poses for myself! I'll have to try it with my wife sometime, but I'm not sure she can bend like that… and me, too. I admire you, my friend! That was awesome!

Lenya nervously removes the binoculars from her eyes.

LENYA (nervously): All right! That's enough. I understood it all. Yes, I was at Susanna's. And if you were watching us, you should have seen that I wasn't going to do this with her! I came here to put an end to our relationship.

SEMYON (skeptical): You could just call her and that's it! Or send a farewell message.

LENYA (nervously): You can just send your Kristina a farewell message, and I'm sure it won't end there. For sure, there will be a call immediately and a clarification of relations, causes, consequences, and so on and so on. And I'm with Susanna, just for a second! Five years already cut off! From bell to bell! That's it!

SEMYON (not understanding): from what other call?

LENYA (calmly… remembering): Well… from my first phone call to her, to her last call to me today.

SEMYON (with interest): Ah, I see. So what?

LENYA (calming down): Well, whatever… These issues are not resolved over the phone. Respect-first of all! This should all be said eye to eye! With intonation, facial expressions, gestures, with a tear, preferably…

SEMYON (with understanding): Yes…, perhaps you are right. I'm going to do it, too. So what went wrong?

LENYA (sadly): Yes, as it turned out, just today we have this same five-year anniversary with her, damn it.

SEMYON (sincerely): What are you? Congratulations!

LENYA (sadly): Thanks. Only… This anniversary has ruined all my plans. How could I, on a day like this, surprise her with the news of a separation? Who would I be after that? Cause your favorite girl shower pain, psychological trauma… and all this on such a significant day!

Semyon is silent, grimaces, bites his lip and rubs his chin in thought.

LENYA (sadly): So, old man, if you like, we can assume that I've lost this argument. I'd rather be known as a weakling than a sucker!

Semyon heaves a sigh, goes up to Lena, and pats him on the shoulder in a friendly way.

SEMYON (sincerely): It's all right, friend. If I were you I would have done exactly the same. Well done. Guy. I'm not complaining. Say later. We will assume that our agreement entered into force from tomorrow!

Friends kindly smile at each other, shake hands and disperse.

SCENE 6 KRISTINA'S APARTMENT

Kristina, wrapped in a large Terry towel, is sitting in front of the mirror with a hair dryer and comb, drying her hair.

Movement and the expression on her face showing a nervous condition. The girl is frankly freaking out.

The doorbell rings. Kristina drops everything and rushes to the door, opens it.

KRISTINA (nervously, hysterically): Senya! thank God. Where have you been? Why didn't the phone answer? All I was worried about you.

A sad, drooping Semyon enters the room. Kristina flutters around him. She closes the door, runs, turns off the still-working hair dryer, puts it back in its place. Runs up to Semyon, looks into his eyes.

KRISTINA (quietly, scared): Honey… what happened? Why do you look like that? Where have you been, after all, for a week?

SIMON (sadly, slowly): I…

Simon lowers his eyes. With a drooping look, he sits down on the Ottoman. Snatches a guilty look at Kristina.

KRISTINA (with increasing intonation): Senya, my heart is about to jump out. Tell me what happened.

SEMYON (sadly): I told you I was going snowboarding with a friend.

KRISTINA (nervously): Last weekend? So. Well?

SEMYON (sadly): In general… We arrived at the slope, and there the track is unprepared. Potholes, potholes, ruts. But you can't really go back. Go. And there was also a little rain during the night. The road is crusty, the snowboard does not obey at all. Handling is zero, the Board does not cling.

KRISTINA (as much as possible worried, preparing for the tragic news): Aaaaaah…

SEMYON (sadly): and the speed-you know.

Kristina puts her head down, almost crying.

SEMYON (sadly): I fell.

Kristina falls to her knees in despair, crying softly, but sobbing violently.

SEMYON (sadly): I scratched my nose and bit my tongue.

Kristina freezes in a silent frenzy.

SEMYON (understanding that it is necessary to tell something more serious, lies on the move, hesitantly): he also dislocated his shoulder, knee joint, and this one… the nerve was damaged there… (points to the back) somewhere in the back. I don't know anything about it. But he could hardly move.

Kristina bursts into tears.

SEMYON (cheerfully, realizing that he got out of it. He gets up and walks briskly across the room.) I got an ambulance to the ward. I don't remember everything there, I was losing consciousness. Nerve after all. It's a thing. Here it was passed, there it was disconnected. As a result, I only got out of the hospital yesterday. And my phone fell out on the highway, as it turned out, when I fell. But his benefit employees of the ski club found, and handed over to the administrator. I picked it up today and now I've just come to see you.

Semyon quite exhales, cautiously looking at Kristina, who is killed in tears sitting on her knees.

KRISTINA (out of breath from hysteria, quietly, with a scream): I felt, I knew, that something had happened. Thank God you're alive.

Kristina gets up from her knees and throws her arms around Semyon

KRISTINA (gently, carefully): Senechka, how are you feeling? How are you now? Does it hurt very much?

SIMON (simulated suffering): Nothing… But … I am now prescribed outpatient treatment and complete rest. I don't know when I can come to you next. You know, I'll be under the supervision of my wife and doctors all the time. New year meeting on the home bed with pills and procedures.

KRISTINA (gently, carefully): Yes, Yes, of course, I understand. The main thing is that you are healthy. And I'll wait as long as it takes, don't worry about it, I'll wait for you, honey.

Kristina and Semyon embrace.

Semyon's face expresses doubt and some emotion.

KRISTINA (gently, carefully): It's hard for you, but you broke out to me. So good, so caring. And I, a fool, have already thought of everything here. I thought you left me.

Kristina giggles softly through her tears as she looks at the Seeds.

Semyon adjusts to the situation and laughs in response, completely improbable and unnatural.

KRISTINA (gently, carefully, embracing Semyon): So we won't see each other for a long time now.

SIMON (simulated suffering): Yeah…

KRISTINA (tenderly, carefully, embracing the seeds): Sena? Or maybe… Before the long upcoming separation, can we do something? M?

SEMYON (refusing): Well, I don't know … After all, I'm in such shape now, and then…

KRISTINA (gently, insisting): I'll do it myself, honey. Well?

Begins to kiss the Seeds.

KRISTINA (gently, insistently): M?

Kisses.

KRISTINA (gently, insisting): Try it?

Kisses.

KRISTINA (gently, insisting): Already trying…

Kisses.

KRISTINA (gently, insisting): And I think we're getting somewhere…

Kisses.

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SCENE 7 AT THE ENTRANCE

Night.

Twilight.

Quietly giggling in an embrace, Semyon and Kristina walk out of the entrance. They are in a great mood. They are joking and laughing loudly, but quietly, so as not to Wake the neighbors.

KRISTINA (gently, modestly, a little shy): My love, it was an unforgettable evening! You were great! My legs are still shaking…

Out of the silence and darkness comes a loud, terrifying, frightening cry of Laziness, so that the viewer jumps, preferably.

LENYA (deafeningly, as loud as possible): AAAAAAAAAAA!

Semyon and Kristina start, Crouch down in fear, and turn at the cry.

A loud, frightening scream is repeated.

LENYA (deafeningly, as loud as possible): AAAAAAAAAAA!

Semyon and Kristina shudder once again, cling to each other, stiffen in a frenzy of brutal fear.

Lenya enters the stage from the other side.

Lenya bends his back, takes a deep breath in his chest and screams again, but now it becomes clear that this terrifying scream is nothing more than another attempt to sneeze.

LENYA (trying to sneeze): AAH… Aah..AAH … yup… (restrains himself, holds his nose with his hand, making a hollow sound). fuf … it seems to have let go.

SEMYON (in a trembling, stuttering voice): Twvvvvvvvvvvzzzzii, is that you sneezing like that?

LENYA (recovering her breath after a sneeze): Oh, Yes… Lost sneeze! Do you know the term? Well, this is it.

Here Lenya unexpectedly sneezes sharply so that the audience jumps once again in the last row.

Semyon and Kristina involuntarily jump from surprise.

SEMYON (quietly, Kristine): This evening, my dear, I will not forget either. Now my legs are shaking, too.

Kristina looks at Lenya accusingly and shakes her head. He kisses Senya goodbye.

KRISTINA (in a businesslike tone): Okay, I ran. Go on, take care of yourself. In touch!

Kristina runs into the entrance.

Lenya looks at the Seeds contentedly and raises his hands in triumph. He closes his hands in a clap.

LENYA (fun): Ahhh, mate. Everything is clear! (Mimicking Christina) My love, it was an unforgettable evening! You were great! My legs are still shaking…

SEMYON (upset, with attacks): By the way, I haven't been to see her for a week. Ignored it completely in cold blood and cruelly. I thought she'd figure it out, but no… Messages are pouring in every day, I don't have time to delete them! Alina is already looking at me askance. The phone is silent all the time, and I just have time to grab it while she goes out to read and delete it. My wife comes into the room, and I have the eyes of a two – man partisan. Every day is like a volcano…

LENYA (sympathetically): So you came today, you could have explained everything and put an end to it! After all, at the end of it all, it wasn't my idea… Why did you go back?

SEMYON (upset): yeah… It's not that easy, you know… I came, I think, now I will tell everything from the threshold, I will slam the door and the question is closed. And she did not have time to open the door, as let's be happy… All on the nerves, all in frustration. She had already buried me there somewhere in her mind while I was gone. I was so worried… How could I say something like that to her? She's still one of nervous shock did not really have time to recover. And I put it right there in the other one?

Semyon waves his hand hopelessly.

Lenya nods understandingly.

SIMON (frustrated): I had to lie to put pressure on the pity… Well, the final as usual-of course everything turned out, I didn't plan…

LENYA (sympathetically): Yes, I understand. Okay. The first pancake as they say practice makes perfect. Nothing. We won't count today either. After all, I tried honestly, and so did you. The second time, we'll solve everything without a hitch, I'm sure!

SEMYON (delighted): Yes! Precisely! So it will be!

Friends shake hands and leave with their arms around each other to the music.

ZTM.

SCENE 8 BOUTIQUE

Nora is light this time. In the hands of just one small bag. Strolling past shop Windows, listening to music on headphones. She's in a great mood. Her winter clothes are unbuttoned, elegantly repeating the contours of her body, fluttering in the air as she moves.

Alina enters the same trading floor. She is talking loudly and nervously on the phone with her husband.

ALINA (on her nerves): Senya, this is the fourth time I've told you! Buy two different loaves, two different loaves, you know? One, for example, is white, the other, for example, is made of rye flour. Well, or whatever you choose! But different. Two! Two rolls. One such, one other! And through the bars. This means the thirty pieces. You can have three packages of ten! Well, is it so hard to remember?

Alina puts down the phone and meets Nora's gaze, who turns at her loud, nervous conversation on the phone.

NORA (positively): hi, honey. What, you're not good at errands, either?

Hug.

ALINA (on nerves): Hello, Nora. This is a terrible thing. Than to explain forty times and then still remind constantly, it is easier to run to the store itself. So it is truer and more reliable, and more economical.

NORA (positive): Sending mine to the store too is utopia. Always gets a bunch and everything is wrong. Yes, half of the expired goods will be in okontsovka.

ALINA (on her nerves): These guys don't look at expiration dates at all. They grab the first thing on the shelf. Well, the first – of course, there is always something that has already gone bad yesterday. It is useless to explain to them that they need to go deeper into the shelf, where the goods are fresh, better!

NORA (positively): Yes … explain not explain… They attack women as well as everything else. The mind is not involved in this process.

ALINA (on a nervous, tired exhalation): Don't say.

Ladies sit down on a bench for guests of the shopping center.

NORA (positively): How are you?

ALINA (calmly): nothing.

They sit in silence, looking at each other.

NORA (positively): All would nothing Yes all nothing?

ALINA (calmly): that's About it.

Smile.

Alina's face changes. After a pause, he shares his sorrows with a friend.

ALINA (restrained): I've been looking at my husband for a week, After our conversation with you.

NORA (with interest): So what?

ALINA (restrained): He has someone…

NORA (calmly): So what?

ALINA (nervously): So what?

NORA (smoothing the corners): Well, in a sense, it is… Wow, that's awful. How did you know that?

ALINA (restrained): He doesn't look up from the phone. All the time something there reads, hides. He thinks I don't notice anything.

NORA (calmly): And the mobile phone always puts the screen down?

ALINA (surprised): Yes… How do you know?

NORA (calmly): Guys… They are not very inventive. They think they're the smartest, they beat their fists on their chests, but… in fact, we know who's who.

ALINA (hysterically, falling into tears): Kapets! He's cheating on me!

Alina is crying.

Nora feels guilty of causing mental suffering to Alina. Doesn't know what to do.

He pats Alina's shoulder.

NORA (sympathetically): Well, well…

Alina is crying even harder, even more demonstratively.

Nora is confused. It changes the strategy. Begins to defend Alina's husband busily.

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): Listen to me! What makes you think he has someone? Did you find him in bed with someone?

ALINA (thoughtfully, uncertainly): No…

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): did you Hear him cooing with his mistress on the phone and paying her all sorts of compliments, Recalling past meetings?

ALINA (thoughtfully, uncertainly): No…

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): does he always smell someone else's perfume?

ALINA (thoughtfully, uncertainly): No…

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): Did you find the wrong Hickey on his neck?

ALINA (thoughtfully, uncertainly): No… And I don't find my own there…

NORA (distantly): This is not the point!

They both take a breath.

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): Maybe he doesn't come home for the night sometimes?

ALINA (thoughtfully, uncertainly): No, always home on time.

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): did He call you by a false name in bed?

ALINA (thoughtfully, uncertainly): No…

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): Well, what did you worry about then? Get those thoughts out of your head! You can think of a lot of things, you know. On the phone? Who's not on the phone right now? From small to large. At least sometimes your phone breaks away from your smartphone. Puts the screen down? Well, let him put it down if he likes it that way. And mine… with the phone wakes up, with the phone goes to bed! Dines, goes to the toilet and shower with him… He has no time to put his gadget down the screen, because the phone is always in his hands!

Alina wipes away her tears and calms down.

NORA (resolutely, cheerfully): So, friend, don't get your head full of nonsense. And don't try to follow him. Your husband is a great guy. Take care of him, take care of him, and don't let it get on his head. Then everything will be fine for you!

ALINA (calming down): Thank you, Nora. Calmed. Actually, if you look at it like that, it's really all right. Why did I actually draw it like that? Okay… I'll run. Come visit with Lenya!

Alina gets up and recovers.

NORA (positive): Come in! Somehow…

Alina leaves, Nora waves to her from the bench.

ZTM.

SCENE 9 SUSANNA'S APARTMENT

Lenya stands haggard in the apartment of his mistress. He looks grim. Susanna tugs at his cheeks.

SUSANNA (childish): Why is my little bear so glum lately? He was gaunt and haggard. Your wife probably doesn't feed you at home at all. I'm going to have to learn to cook, right?

LENYA (lisping and mumbling, because Susanna is holding him by the cheeks): Your little bear is very tired at work, very tired of all this fuss, hassle and tearing between you and your wife, and your little bear wants to break up with all this once and for all!

SUSANNA (squealing with joy, jumping up and down): Mmmm.... Hooray! Well, finally! I knew it would happen sooner or later!

Susanna rushes to hug Lenya. Squeezes his neck hard. Lenya puffs out his cheeks and looks at the audience with a pained look, because he meant the opposite.

Susannah runs off, shrieking merrily into the kitchen.

Lenya looks after her, twists at her temple, throws up her hands in indignation, slaps her head, somehow emotionally gestures, showing her displeasure. He no longer knows how to hint and bring the conversation to a breakup so that Susanna finally understands that he is leaving her.

Susanna hurries back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She can not contain her joy, although she tries, but it still breaks out in the form of hysterical giggles and, of course, a smile to the ears, which just "kills" Lenya. He looks at Susanna and can't… well, can't tell her about the breakup. Yes, frankly, I don't really want to do it. The actors ' performance speaks for itself about all this.

SUSANNA (joyfully, hastily opening the bottle): I love this bottle… I know how long ago I saved it for such a case… (dreamily) Mmm…