Doctor; May I have a cigarette?
Why do you look so sad?
woman; And why do you look so happy?
Doctor; It’s a pleasure to fall down with an attractive woman,
You know I fell and found strange things here roots, bushes
Has it ever accrued to you?
That plants can feel,know even comprehend
The trees, this hazel nut bush
woman; This is the elder tree it doesn’t matter
Doctor; They don’t run about like us
Who are rushing,fussing uttering banalities
That’s because we don’t trust nature that is inside of us
Always this suspiciousness haste and no time to stop and think
Woman; Look you seem to be a bit…
Doctor; No,no,no… it’s no problem for me I am a doctor
Woman; And what about number 6?
Doctor; Chekhov had made it all up
Come to tomshino sometime,
We often have a good time there
Woman; You’ve got blood
Woman; Behind your ear…