Plays on the 5,6,7,8,9,10 people. Collection №4
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My uncle created a cooperative. A businessman, in our opinion, was listed. So he did not chase the profit, did not look for a cooler car, as all went on the bus. He had other aspirations. He helped orphanages. For the new year, the children brought toys, clothes, different rags. Take our grandfathers, who had three classes and five classes of education there. Rarely when nine classes who finished. Yes, there was also a professorship, but the main layer is hard workers. Of course, people got drunk a lot, I don't argue, but people drank not from the fact that they were not smart enough to quit a bad habit, but from the fact that they carried all the pain of the past in themselves, and tried to drown it out. We were worried about future generations. We tried hard for the country.
Julia looks at Nellie with disdain and addresses her.
JULIA: here's how much… twenty-five years old? Thirty? What have you done for your country?
Nellie is silent.
JEANNE: So, girls, let's somehow dispel, here and so sad, sitting, waiting for the weather by the sea, climb out (points to the door)… I know we are all a little wound up, there is certainly no nerves will not be enough, but it is necessary as-that to dispel, dispel… Let's treat the situation appropriately, without sharp conversations.
JULIA: Well, here you are dispel, practice in adequacy, and we went.
Julia straightens the child's things, throws her purse over her shoulder and heads for the exit.
A statuesque, prominent man with a military bearing and a charming smile, Kirill, comes out to meet her, leading his son Dima by the hand.
The man's face glows with nobility, calmness. He smiles affectionately and affectionately.
He pauses in the corridor and assesses the situation.
The mummies don't take their eyes off him, who is completely focused on the object.
Not weak interest and sympathy is read in the eyes of every mother.
Julia stops as she passes the man. She doesn't want to leave. But he doesn't find an excuse to stay. She is captured, waiting for developments.
Act two
KIRILL: Hello, lovely ladies. Everyone is in a good mood, which is probably not so easy to do in this type of institution.
Girls exhale. Their faces turn into charmed smiles.
KIRILL: I understand that everyone is in the fifth office?
ZHANNA, NELLY (chorus, gently): Yes!
KIRILL: Great. And who is the extreme one?
Nellie raises her hand like a schoolgirl. Her eyes Express the look of a kitten who asks for a pen.
Cyril notices her and smiles at Nellie.
KIRILL: I Understand, fine, I'll follow you then.
NELLIE (affectionately): Well.
Kirill comes closer to the office, looks for a place to Crouch, and the ladies watch him.
CYRIL: Hmm… funny. There's nowhere to sit. But nothing.
The man squats down and puts the child on one knee.
Ladies watch as the man famously solved the issue of seats.
JEANNE: Oh, what a good boy. What's your name?"
KIRILL: are you talking about the child or about me?
The ladies start laughing foolishly all at once, trying to make a greater impression on the man.
CYRIL: (smiling): My name is Kirill, and the guy's name is Dima.
ZHANNA: very nice, I'm Zhanna, I also have a little son, Rudik.
Jeanne shouts to her son and waves at him.
ZHANNA: Rudik, my son, come here and see what a good boy Dima is. Go get acquainted soon. (Turns to Cyril's son) Dimochka, hi, I'm aunt Zhanna. What happened to you? Sick?
Dima: Yes.. Rudik
comes and looks at Dima with a hostile, frowning look.
ZHANNA (to her son): Well, I held out my hand, as men say Hello. He held out his hand.!
Rudik holds out his hand. Dima holds out his hand in response.
Nellie calls her daughter
NELLY: Marinochka, my daughter, run quickly here, go meet the boy.
Marina comes running with pencils in her hand.
NELLY (refers to Cyril): I – Nellie, and my daughter's name is Marina, let's get acquainted.
CYRIL: (smiling): Very nice to meet you.
Children are standing, looking at each other. Marina and Rudik run away to draw again.
Julia looks at the whole thing, takes her daughter's hand, and returns to the office.
YULIA: AND my name is Yulia, my daughter is Vika.
KIRILL: Let's get acquainted, Kirill, Dima (points to his son).
JEANNE (Julia): I didn't understand, but why did you come back? You have already been accepted? It seems to have already left, again drawn.
YULIA (without taking her eyes off Kirill): Yes, I remembered that there is still something to clarify. But I'm on a first-come, first-served basis. I'll be right behind you, Kirill. All right?
NELLIE (indignantly): you don't need to borrow. Walk in front of me, I'll skip it, you won't be long.
JEANNE: Well, we are not people. Walk in front of me. Now directly and come in with Vika, this aunt will come out of the office and immediately come in, we will wait (turns to Nelly). We'll wait, won't we?
NELLIE: Of course, what's the conversation about? Go first, Julia, it's still your turn, by the way.
Zhanna: By the way, Yes!
YULIA (without taking her eyes off Kirill): Oh, no, girls, thank you, I'll wait. We are not in a hurry.
VIKA: Mom? Should I go to practice?
JULIA: A.... we're already late anyway. There's no hurry now. You know what? Go home, my daughter, and I'll come in and ask the doctor, because you don't have to be here. Go home, do your homework, and I'll be here for a long time, you see, two aunts and (gently) a man.