Я шагаю по Москве / Walking the Streets of Moscow: Субтитры
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Are you comrade Voronov? elady 01.12.10 в 14:11 |
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What do you need? elady 01.12.10 в 14:11 |
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They told me in editoria that you'd read my story and wanted to speak to me. elady 01.12.10 в 14:12 |
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Novice? elady 01.12.10 в 14:12 |
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Sit down. elady 01.12.10 в 14:12 |
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Sit, sit! elady 01.12.10 в 14:12 |
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What's the name of you story? elady 01.12.10 в 14:12 |
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Taiga. Junost' magazin. elady 01.12.10 в 14:13 |
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You mean, firs'n'pines? Alex_ander 05.12.10 в 12:20 |
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So, you are writer. elady 01.12.10 в 14:15 |
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Everybody is writer these days. elady 01.12.10 в 14:16 |
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Look. elady 01.12.10 в 14:16 |
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Let's say, it's a shield. elady 01.12.10 в 14:19 |
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Here is a jack. Jacks set on tubings, elady 01.12.10 в 14:20 |
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A shield push off from them and cut into rock. elady 01.12.10 в 14:21 |
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Wait, later. elady 01.12.10 в 14:22 |
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Eh? elady 01.12.10 в 14:22 |
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I'm a poet. elady 01.12.10 в 15:28 |
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Well! elady 01.12.10 в 15:28 |
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He is like Leo Tolstoy. elady 01.12.10 в 15:28 |
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What? elady 01.12.10 в 15:29 |
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Nothing. elady 01.12.10 в 15:29 |
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Yeah. elady 01.12.10 в 15:29 |
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Have you ever heard 'Don't write if you can'? elady 01.12.10 в 15:30 |
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I can live without writing. elady 01.12.10 в 15:30 |
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So, you didn't like it, did you? elady 01.12.10 в 15:30 |
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That's girl who likes, but literature is an art. elady 01.12.10 в 15:31 |
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What is you story about? elady 01.12.10 в 15:31 |
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Well, generally about good people. elady 01.12.10 в 15:32 |
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That's not enoug. elady 01.12.10 в 15:32 |
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A writer must dive deep into life. elady 01.12.10 в 15:32 |
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What is your profession? elady 01.12.10 в 15:33 |
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He is a mounter. elady 01.12.10 в 15:33 |
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Mounter. You see! elady 01.12.10 в 15:33 |
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A writer is an engineer elady 01.12.10 в 15:34 |
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of human souls. elady 01.12.10 в 15:34 |
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But you are a polisher, as I can see, right? elady 02.12.10 в 20:17 |
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Why opportunist? elady 02.12.10 в 20:18 |
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You must know why! Because literature has its internal ways. Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:17 |
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Well, for example, a rifle (a hunter's one) hanging on the wall, - it must make a shot by itself one day. Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:17 |
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What rifle? There's no rifle there. Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:18 |
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That was what Chekhov said, yes? Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:19 |
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What an odd fellow, it's figuratively! Just happened to come up. elady 03.12.10 в 14:48 |
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Each personage must have their own truth of character. Do they? Is there any truth of character? Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 13:03 |
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I don't know. Maybe I have not written it well, and the rifle doesn't shoot, but ...all that is true. Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:44 |
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True. But no essence. Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:46 |
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What essence? Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:47 |
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The basic essence. Alex_ander 02.12.10 в 12:47 |
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Look, at your story unknown people let your guy in their home, right? They feed him? But don't take any money for that. elady 02.12.10 в 20:21 |
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So what? elady 02.12.10 в 20:21 |
