:39:00
If, by some miracle, I'm not killed
tomorrow, would you marry me?
:39:06
What do you think the odds are?
:39:09
To die before the harvest...
:39:12
The crops, the grains.
Fields of rippling wheat.
:39:16
Wheat. All there is in life is wheat.
:39:20
Sonja, here's your chance to do
something kind for a dying boy.
:39:24
But I don't really love Boris. I mean,
I love him, but I'm not in love with him.
:39:29
Oh, wheat! Lots of wheat! Fields of wheat.
:39:32
A tremendous amount of wheat!
:39:34
And yet, he loves me.
And he would make a devoted husband.
:39:37
Not too exciting, but devoted. We'd have
a family. Maybe we could rent one.
:39:42
I could learn to love him.
Me, Boris and six rented children.
:39:45
Or would I feel trapped?
Suffocated? Can't breathe?
:39:49
Open a window!
No, not that one! The one in the bathroom.
:39:53
Yellow wheat. Red wheat.
Wheat with feathers. Cream of wheat.
:39:57
Poor boy, duelling with Anton Lebedokov.
:40:00
By tomorrow, my beloved cousin
Boris will look like a Swiss cheese.
:40:03
Promise him anything,
make him happy for a night.
:40:06
Oh! Or would I feel trapped?
Suffocated? My youth gone?
:40:10
Living with a Swiss cheese
and rented children.
:40:13
Of course I'll marry you, Boris.
It would be an honour for me.
:40:21
This Anton Lebedokov,
he is a good shot, isn't he?
:40:25
- I'm afraid so.
- Well,
:40:27
since this may be
your last night on earth,
:40:30
Iet's go back to my room and make love.
:40:33
Nice idea. I'll bring the soy sauce.