Almaz Zagidullin biography

Onegin came from St. Petersburg to the village for an uncle inheritance. Onegin: I arrived. Local nobles: And what do we now, to disgrace? Show Onegin: I am a young jewel, a life burner, a representative of the lost generation with a claim to intellectuality. I read Adam Smith and think about the beauty of nails, and I also have a lot of money. Local nobles: how interesting you are.

Onegin: And very insidious. Onegin replaced the corvee for their peasants with a quitter. Local nobles: Why did you do this? Onegin: I liberal. Local nobles: We consider you a dangerous asshole. Onegin: And this is mutual. Local nobles: how dangerous you are. A young poet Vladimir Lensky comes to the village. Lensky: I am a young poet.

Lensky: As you could notice, I am very dust and romantic. Onegin: But I'm not gay. Lensky: I, too, and I have a girlfriend, and your hints are offensive to me. Onegin: Read poems. Onegin: You are some kind of chat poet. Lensky: You are so cruel. Suddenly, two sisters, Olga and Tatyana Larina arise. Olga and Tatyana: We are two sisters, one of which is a thin -sensing gray mouse, and the other is a charming ordinary laughter that everyone wants.

Onegin: Olga, I want you. Lensky: Olga is mine. Onegin: Tatyana, you are also nothing. Tatyana: I'm in love with you, Onegin. Onegin: I just tried to be polite. In fact, fuck me. Tatyana: I will still write you a letter in verses for ten pages. Onegin: please. Tatyana writes Onegin a letter to ten pages with a declaration of love. Onegin: Ebaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: Have you received my letter?

Onegin: Yes, you yourself brought it to me and gave it into your hands. Tatyana: I just want to be sure. Onegin: Shut up, I read the letter. Tatyana: Well, how? Onegin: Who taught you literacy? Tatyana: The coming teacher. Onegin: Kill him as you see. You have 24 errors in the first line of 20 letters. Tatyana: Oh. Onegin: Fuck, this is impossible, but you did it.

Tatyana: Can this become an obstacle ... Onegin: Maybe. Shut up, a stupid provincial girl, I read a letter. Onegin: How did you study the poem? Tatyana: independently. Onegin: Kill yourself as you see. You have not a single rhyme. Even Lensky has two rhymes. He is proud of them. Tatyana: Enough. Tell me, do you love me? Onegin: God sees, I tried to delay this decisive moment for a long time.

Sorry, nothing personal, but I better fuck a goat. Tatyana: You are so merciless. Six months pass. Lensky invites Onegin to the name of the Larins. Lensky: Onegin, why are you so angry? Onegin: Yes, because you are fuckers. Lensky: Here is fun, we can get drunk. Onegin: It is boring here, and this girl is running, who writes poetry even worse than you. She annoys me.

Lensky: Throw, Onegin, you are at the holiday, have fun. Lensky leaves.