Stop your nonsense, Veniamin, would you? You are a great friend.
Venya. I’m living paycheck to paycheck. I hate my job and count the days till my retirement. I could have become a Doctor of Science!
Alexey. Do it now. Earn some money!
Fyodor. Here we go again.
Alexey. Instead of traipsing around motivation courses, finally take the responsibility for your own life.
Fyodor. Veniamin, whatever man has done, man may do. Someone still has to teach university students.
Venya. Actually, Alexey is right…
Alexey. Well, Veniamin, I’m sorry. I’ve been too hasty. [He comes up to Venya and hugs him.]
Venya. Only fools rely on their present-day superiority. When flood comes the fish eat the ants. But when water dries the ants eat the fish.
Alexey. There’s my dear philosopher, Augustine! I love you so much for that. [He hugs and kisses Venya, the latter tries to kick him off.]
Fyodor. You are just like children, really.
Alexey. Don’t worry, Venya, we will find you a woman. With breasts this big!
Venya. That’s what I love.
Alexey. Did you see the way Natasha’s friend looked at you this morning?
Venya. Oh yes, yes, yes! A gorgeous girl. Oon bell fam!
Fyodor. You are at it again, Don Juans.
Alexey. [To Venya.] What is her name?
Venya. Khlora!
Alexey. A hot little number!
Venya. Do you think it’s her real name?
Alexey. Who cares? She is what you need!
Venya. [Singing in a soft voice.] «I sought my love in the maiden forest.»
Alexey. [Singing along with Venya.] «With a mocking singer, I spent the night in a stack…»
Fyodor. The girls were just kidding! They didn’t want to bother with the tire. So they found us, old fools, to help them put the spare on.
Venya. Hey ho. We should have asked their phone numbers.
Alexey. You’re right, buddy, we failed at that.
Fyodor. They must be enjoying their drinks while sitting in their bungalows on this Sunny Beach. And mocking at you.
Venya. Alexey! Why should you have to let the driver go?
Alexey. Look who woke up, an old ladies’ man.
Pause.
Alexey. Fyodor, is this Sunny Beach far from here?
Fyodor. It’s about twenty kilometers as the crow flies. If you and Venya hit the road now, you’ll get there right in time for dinner. It will make the girls’ day!
Alexey. Funny as a crutch.
Venya. Treh bi-ahn! Ha-ha-ha.
Alexey. And I am telling you that they will come here tonight!
Venya. You got it!
Fyodor. You are nothing but sexual maniacs.
Alexey. They will leave the ride there and come back by taxi. Natasha promised me.
Venya. Fyodor, do you have a razor? I should scrape my chin.
Fyodor. You are handsome just the way you are, Venya.
Alexey. I once knew a woman. She was a teacher at school. And she loved when I moved my unshaven jaw across her back, between the shoulder blades.
Venya. Boy oh boy!
Fyodor. Ugh… spare me the details, gentlemen. [He goes inside.]
Venya. So, Alexey, does it really work with the unshaven jaw?
Alexey. Depends on a girl.
Fyodor comes back with a large bottle of cold beer.
Fyodor. Dear soldiers of the dating front, let me offer you some refreshment. [He pours the beer into the mugs.]
Venya. A cold one!
Fyodor. I wanted to ask you to come hunt with me tomorrow. Shoot a boar maybe. I even took the rifle with me for such an occasion. [The three of them clink their mugs and drink beer.]
Venya. Gosh, it’s so good! And we’ve got our own hunt here.
Alexey. Yep! [He does duck lips.] A duck hunt!
Venya. Yes! Yes. We are ducks, decoy ducks.
Venya and Alexey quack, imitate ducks with their walk and movements. Meanwhile, Tatyana approaches the gate, enters Fyodor’s garden plot, and walks towards the house. The men don’t see her.
Tatyana. Hello there!
Venya. Oh! It worked! Hello there!
Alexey. Hello, mysterious stranger.
Fyodor. Tatyana. I’m glad you dropped in. May I introduce my friends: Donald Duck and Launchpad McQuack.
Alexey. Alexey and Veniamin. It’s a pleasure to meet you.
Venya. Tatyana, enchanté! My friends call me Venya.
Tatyana. Nice to meet you, jolly fellows.
Fyodor. Are you here for a reason?
Venya and Alexey exchange quizzical looks.
Tatyana. I’m going grocery shopping in town. Just came by to ask if you need anything.
Fyodor. No, I think we are good.
Ignatych enters the garden plot, walks towards the terrace.
Ignatych.
