A fake wife or a dirty old man. Play for 4-5 people. Nikolay Lakutin

how I didn't think of it myself. We will find funds for this, it is simply vital for us. Let's make a Studio in this room. Here we will also prepare for ourselves and… and it is impossible to carry out communications that a toilet, a shower? The entrance is separate from the corridor, so as not to intersect with your loving grandfather at all?

      ILYA: No, well, I think it will be difficult to do. Everything is certainly possible, but with my own hands I will not build such structures, here and special permits will be required for redevelopment and all that. Let's put up the door for now, and then we'll solve the problems as they come. Is that okay?

      NATALIA: I love you!

      Girl hugs spouse, hugs kisses, lyrical music.

      The couple leans back on the bed, the grandfather enters the room.

      GRANDFATHER (shouts): Ilyushka! Ilyushka!!!

      The couple sits down on the bed, looking at the old man with hatred.

      GRANDFATHER: Run to the cellar like a good boy. Vegetables in the house at the end, and cook soup from what will? Let me go to the store and you to the cellar.

      ILYA: So you haven't gone yet? Grandfather! What have you been doing all this time? At the door? Eavesdropping again?

      GRANDFATHER: it Hurts me to have to listen. You'd think you'd have something clever to hear. What about the cellar?

      ILYA: Yes running-running already.

      Ilya gets out of bed, kisses his wife.

      ILYA: be Patient, dear, soon everything will be different!

      Ilya runs away. Natalia crosses her arms over her chest, looking at her grandfather, who is rubbing in the room, and does not hurry to leave.

      GRANDFATHER (as if to himself): Soup to cook, the vegetables do not have. We must go into the cellar! But as same. Well I remembered, and then would have had yesterday's pickle to warm up. Or cutlets morning with noodles. Or porridge to finish… she's hot. And can and Ah his borsch? Where to cook today. Ah, nothing, canvassed bears, there'll sort it out.

      The old man leaves.

      NATALIA: my God, Almighty, not you I hope. God grant me patience, I ask you, give me strength and humility to cope with myself…

      ZTM.

      2 INGA'S APARTMENT

      Plays light pleasant music. Inga walks around the apartment, preparing for the meeting. Sets the table, brings something tastier, puts two mugs, straightens her hair, examines herself in the mirror, corrects the dress is not too flashy, but in the trend.

      The doorbell rings.

      INGA: Natasha you? Come in, open!

      Natalia enters the apartment. Girlfriends meet views, squeal with delight, rush to each other, embrace.

      NATALIA: Inga, friend, how glad I am to see you. You finally called me.

      INGA: I called you long ago, remember? On housewarming all their the most favorite under favorite been collected. (Reproachfully) you didn't come then!

      NATALIA: Inga, girlfriend, mother, I would love to, but I was in full swing preparations for the wedding went on. Couldn't get away. Really wanted the truth, but I couldn't. All life by the minute, you know me.

      INGA: Oh, Natasha, I know.

      NATALIA: AND you, by the way, to my wedding did not come, so we're even!

      INGA: Tolya and I were abroad. If I was even in the country, I'd come running no matter what. You're my best friend, and I'm truly sorry I couldn't be there for you on such an important day. Here it was necessary so to shape circumstances that the ticket came and it's your wedding. But nothing, we with you now'll sit, we'll honk as in old good times, and this here is my you wedding gift!

      Inga takes an envelope from the shelf and hands it to her friend.

      NATALIA: Inga, Yes you that, as something awkward. On wedding not was, and gift…

      INGA: Take it, take it. When I have wedding will-you will return (winks).

      NATALIA: Rodol… then it's settled. Then I will. I really need the money right now. We gave all the gift money for the loan.

      Natasha hugs her friend. Pass to the table, sit down.

      INGA: Listen, and that for credit? Your Sasha same well earns? He's a millionaire, isn't he?

      Natalia waves it away.

      NATALIA: Sasha, Yes. But Ilyushka is not a millionaire.

      INGA: Ilya? Wait, what, Ilya? I thought you were Sasha came out.

      NATALIA: I also thought that I would marry Sasha, but he thought differently.

      INGA: Wait, and you still liked Anton.

      INGA: Yes, Anton and I got along great, but while I was running after Sasha, Anton was taken away. I'm twitching a couple of times, but to me the current popularly explained that a guy, say, busy. Then there was Sergei, Prokhor… As a result, I married Ilya.

      INGA: In business. I missed a lot. Means credit?

      NATALIA: Yes, they took me to the wedding. Look, how long have we been apart? More than a year, perhaps?

      INGA: Yes as would, not more two!

      NATALIA, INGA (chorus): Horror!!!

      INGA: well, help yourself! Let's get down to business.

      Girls wielding on the table, impose, eat. Natalia emotions and mooing shows his admiration for the delicious dishes.

      INGA: So what happened? Why is the money needed? Well, if not a secret.

      NATALIA: Yes, what secrets can we have with you, you know… I got my husband…

      INGA: What is it? Drinking? Do you need funds for encoding?

      NATALIA: Yes it is…

      INGA: with health what? Broken? For treatment?

      NATALIA: no, so far everything is working properly.

      INGA: I don't understand. What's wrong with her husband?

      NATALIA: he's not such a great grandfather!