STASIK (in sadness): I have, by the way, an Albinochka, a big grief!
ALBINA (feigned): Yes, what are you?
STASIK (in sadness): Imagine.
ALBINA (feigned): I'm all ears…
Stasik lets out a tear, he can't speak directly from longing and deep experience.
Albina stands up indignantly, but does not move away.
ALBINA (seriously and somewhat sternly): Listen, my dear friend! Actor, big and small theaters. You give me here let's stop fooling around Roly. What can happen to you? You won't get fired from your job because you don't work. Your child won't get sick, because you don't have any children. Your wife will not leave you and will not change for lack of it. The bank will not take the apartment for non-payment of the mortgage, either, because you are not burdened with anything in this life.
Albina gradually raises her tone to the maximum display of her indignation.
ALBINA (sternly, loudly): No loans, no debts, no problems, no worries. What difficulties can you have, Stasik! What kind of grief are you trying to give me here?
STASIK (in sadness, seriously, quietly): Mom …
Albina stops, her breath is coming out of her throat.
ALBINA (apologetically, fearfully, sympathetically): Eleonora Vitoldovna?
STASIK (almost crying, seriously, quietly): Yes…
Albina sits down on the sofa and looks at Stasik sympathetically. Timidly sits down next to him, feels sorry for him, pats him sympathetically on the head, leaning his head on the shoulder of a desperate man in life.
ALBINA (in sadness): Such a good woman …
Stasik, nodding, nodding his head.
ALBINA (in sadness): I didn't know her for many years, but somehow I got into her. She's like that… A sympathetic, sweet woman. The soul is a person.
STASIK (almost crying, seriously, quietly): Yeah… a good one… responsive… The soul is a person.
Both are silent in a state of grief, Albina continues to slowly gently soothe Stasik on the head.
STASIK (strictly with condemnation): This good, kind woman told me today that she was tired of feeding me! She left me without lunch, we had an argument, and I left… here to you.
ALBINA (freezes in confusion): And … eeeeeeeeeeeee what?
STASIK (calmly): That's it. And here I am. Well, you asked me what I was doing here. Here, I explained.
Albina, realizing what is what, gives Stasik a weighty, capacious slap on the head.