The flight to Novodarino. Play for 5 people

Gosha lowers his head, continues the story.

GOSHA: he called me this morning, said he was not feeling well and might not make it to the evening. That you need to have time to exchange the last word and solve a few formalities. And two hours later I got a call from the hospital of this town or village, Novodrachenino, said that the old man is bad. So I'm in a hurry.

Stepan sadly shakes his head.

Heard the roar of the engine, the bus is gaining momentum.

NIKOLAI (Gaucher): isn't that Anton Grigorievich, your father?

GOSH, He's the best!

The passengers turn their attention to Nikolai.

Gosha sits without turning around.

NIKOLAI: I Know him… a little. Extraordinary personality.

GOSHA: that's right.

NIKOLAI: about five Years ago he came to our slum. Built a two-story house in one summer. Neighbors has always kept his distance, not let close itself to anyone in soul did not climb.

GHOSH: It is not only you that's how we communicated, how many know him, is always so. Help than-always without issues, and friendship close never nor with whom not drove.

NIKOLAI: Yes, I remember the year before last I sat on my belly on my Zhiguli. Spring, the road is broken. By Anton Grigorievich. Walk, buy bread in the store came out. He didn't say a word, I just saw him out of the corner of my eye. Five minutes later, he's backing up in his jeep. The cable pulls out, he catches everything. I was sitting in the car warming myself. Pulled, of course. Said Hello, good day wished and left.

GOSHA: I'll Find out, father.

The driver, Stepan, intervenes.

STEPAN: I don't understand if a person with money, why is he in such a jungle gone? The house was built. Usually, if you have money, go to meet a quiet old age in Spain, or if you do not speak languages – in the resort area of Russia…

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