Навіщо. What For - Марія Старожицька

Strilka

— Why? Probably, it is the last night in our life, it is better to tell about everything

Laurel

— And if not the last? What after it?

Strilka

— Why do not you hug me?

Laurel

— Because.

Strilka

— What does your Nastya have which I do not?

Laurel

— You have everything. But Nastya is just mine as I am hers. I did feel it when saw her for the first time. And stop here, let’s sleep. I will hug you as my military comrade, because I am daze, too.

Both are silent, both are preparing to sleep.

Strilka

— Are you sleeping?

Laurel

— No. By the way, you wanted to talk, so start, the tales make me sleep better.

Strilka

— OK. There was a girl, living in a town of Korosten. It is where the Princess Olga once let sparrows take small firing branches and to burn the town. She revenged the death of her husband. I suddenly remember about it, analyzing all my life. I went to war, following my or not my boyfriend, I did not understand it. I thought this war would make it clear, but it killed him. I mourned and continued to fight together with his comrades, but not a long, just about one week.

Laurel

— Are you talking about Dovbush?

Strilka

— Did someone notice? I told nobody, he too…

Laurel

— We are reconnaissance. Everybody knew. You, girls, you are so predictable.

Strilka

— Up to you. So, the girl graduated from school and then she studied philosophy at the university, because she liked a lot to discuss with the boys the meaning of live — like to become popular, to benefit and to glorify the country. I mean, to discuss not only with the boys, but it is more interesting with them…

Laurel

— So, what is the meaning of life?

Strilka

— I do not know now, really. Let us sleep.

Laurel

— We stood on Maidan for our country, for our land, for justice. And separatists say the same when we question them. So it looks like their land is our land. Or the land belongs to no one, it accepts us like plants, insects, birds, animals …

He shuts up and sleeps.

Strilka

— It is a drone. It is the drone above us. We are seen. The artillery will strike us now.

She shakes Laurel, he does not react and continues to sleep..

Scene 15

Central street. It is Veles, beaten to blood, tied to a column, with a plate “Chastener, who killed our children” on his neck. Tetyana stays near him.

Tetyana

— I will go to Russia, I will start a new life, I will forget all of you. Did we live bad? What did you want? All cops work and make affairs, your former partners are bosses now, but not you, you wanted to be clean and white. Why are you silent, did they cut your tongue?

She asks the question and becomes afraid, watching Veles.

Veles (spit blood from his mouth)

— Why are you so angry? Spit on me, beat me here, on my leg, you know where it hurts. Anyway, the whole class was here, like in Mausoleum, to look on a known person.

Tetyana

— Did they beat you?

Veles

— Just Shvabra (Mop), I took him under arrest for 15 days about 5 years ago, when he put a bruise to Natashka, being drunk. By the way, Natashka brought me water and fed with a cake, not like you.

Chervonets comes

— Romeo and Juliette of the Donetsk Province, fuck you. She will go far away right now, and you are to be questioned, long time on fresh air, and free massage. You will tell on camera how you returned home with American gun, how you killed and looted and how sorry you are to local people …

He untied Veles and moved him at gunpoint.

Scene 16

Theseus answers the long phone call

— Nastya? No, I am not at home. No, no more communication. Yes, to Volnovakha. Just at the morning. Not everything which written is true. I will try to get by my own sources. If it is true, they have no way to go. No, nights are warm now. A man should stay about two weeks without food. As for water … Nastya, things are not so bad, trust me, there