Мария Старожицкая - Навіщо. What For

Slon with gestures also says that by his command everyone should crawl to the edge of the field as soon as possible and hide in the bushes, he would go last, covering.

Laurel gets a notebook with poems from Poet’s ankle boot, hiding it in his breast pocket, showing others that he has done it, they nod. Laurel and Strilka are crawling on their stomachs, Slon behind them.

Scene 9

Martynov and Chervonets are going across the field, pushing aside the stems and talking.

Martynov

— Take to the left.

Chervonets

— Yes, we have already passed this place.

Martynov

— We have not.

Stops near the body of killed Poet.

Martynov

— Here is our banderovets. He won’t see his Carpathian mountains and bandits’ hiding places any more.

Searches the body, gets documents. Opens passport.

Martynov

— Strange ...

Chervonets

— What’s there?

Martynov

— Homonym…

Chervonets

— Whose?

Martynov

— Mine…

Examines a piece of paper, enclosed to passport. Gives it to Chervonets.

Martynov

— Read!

Chervonets

— Why… There’s a kind of poem…

Martynov

— Well, you studied Ukrainian, read then.

Chervonets (reads slowly, sometimes stumbling on words, but on the whole quite dramatically)

— Bullets planted abundantly ploughed the land

Whether they passed through the body, or just omitted

So metallic, the choice of weapons’ seeds

Apparently, bloody they germinate faster

Deeply stuck grains won’t be destroyed by frost

slender wire will sprout from them in spring

And buds will swell with sharp colours

Next the dust will pollinate strange field

And get ovary machine guns and grenades

Only with weeding they must be very careful

Too sensitive is this land and that’s why fertile

Best bouquet cannot be invented for the beloved,

But it’s hard to cut iron stems

It will be a brilliant harvest,

Filled exactly with this calibre bullets

Simply collect these seeds and loudly crack them...

And in the fall they’ll blight during rains,

As no one comes to collect them

Chervonets

— Well, enough, Martynov.

Martynov? Let’s bury him.

Martynov

— Come on, let’s bring him out of here, and then

There are people to deal with funeral.

They’ll call relatives, they will pay what’s necessary,

To the budget of the republic. Well, or he’ll be thrown into a pit.

And what is the verse about?

I just realized that it’s about the land.

Chervonets

— Well, with bullets to plough, to pour with blood, and it’ll grow…

Martynov

— Potatoes?

Chervonets

— The war will grow, what else. People will shoot each other and there will be no one left.

Martynov

— Have you seen people here lately? There are not any.

Chervonets did not accept the joke, looking at Martynov with surprise.

Martynov

— Scared?! Yes, I'm kidding, just kidding. See, again they’ll say, that Martynov killed the poet. I’ll get into history. Why I'm here — to create the history. For Russian state could restore its former power. But you're here for money, Chervonets, you trembling creature. And I have to give my life for Russia. But first, I’ll take away the lives of others as many as possible. Splash me your magic drink. Not to toast in vain.

Scene 10

Teseus in front of the computer

— Poems in the newsfeed. There’s something in them …

Reading slowly.

This night I’m sitting on the windowsill,

Eyes are blinded by blood-red lights,

It is on you the blood of shot battalions

TV Tower of Syrets, my Tower of Babel...

Strange avatar. The Ukrainian girl

She does not sleep — writes about Ilovaysk.

It looks like she has someone, who’s going out.

— Well, girl, now you have wishful thinking...

I take you out from this death trap

In light path of the Moon in the river

In the words of clairvoyant,

The dotted line on the map,

Asterisk from the sky.

You cannot get lost here anymore You must not.

She asks who has accurate maps and information, which settlements are under control of the Ukrainian army... Well, let's suppose I have it all, I know how to search... I’m able to obtain information ... But do I have the right to influence the natural selection? War — it is a cataclysm, it will still take its harvest ... What am I doing?.. I am ready to try. Is there any connection with someone who goes out? Give me his cell-phone number and tell to accurately follow the instructions ... No connection? .. Disappears? .. Hasn’t called for 5 hours? .. Where was he the last time? Well, a field of sunflowers is not a landmark, there are fields everywhere. After the pumpkins field? .. Already looking ... we will try together.

Scene 11

Strilka, Laurel and Slon are near a stream in the forest plantation. They are drinking for a long time, they cannot drink enough.

Laurel

— I would drink, drink and drink. And then sleep. And then drink and drink and drink.

Strilka

— I would live here in the woods. On a tree. I’d gather nuts Poet called me a little squirrel, he would ask whether tassels grew in my ears ... (eyes filled with tears, gulps down sobs).

Laurel

— You shouldn’t cry, Poet is already there and met all, with Samol’ot, Schultz, Vosmy, Bani, Red… We are just here ... It is not known where.

Strilka (to Slon)

— Hug me. I am very scared.

Elephant (ignores the request)

— Communication appeared at night, I called the commanders. No effect. They don’t answer. The commander of battalion was unwilling to talk. Who knows what is going on. Only Actor answered. He said that they were thirty with “300th”, asked me to send aid quickly. So I should go faster.

Strilka

— We’ll all go together

Slon

— By myself I'll go out faster, find the car, and our pick ours and you up. If communication appears, I’ll call you immediately.

Laurel

— You lie.

Slon

— In your dream you cried so loud it could be heard beyond the forest. I wanted to strangle you. I’d rather go away. Well, I came here to fight, not to nurse. It is war, you are two, there are thirty, the soldier chooses where he is more necessary.

Slon rises, takes his weapon, Strilka bewildered looks at him.

Strilka

— Well, and I? You wanted to marry me ...

Slon

— What a husband of me? I’m married to war, I’m seeking it all over the world ..

Silently walks quickly.

Strilka

— Why is he?

Laurel

— Wants to live .

Strilka

— I want too .

Laurel (clicks on the phone the call, listens a definitely disappointing answer, hides the apparatus)

— That’s it

Scene 12

Tetyana and Veles in the basement, on a bed of a mattress and a blanket.