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Collection of small pieces of contemporary Ukrainian playwright Sergei Schuchenka new form submission maternity photography drama offers Sergey SCHUCHENKO, he created a series of small collections of plays, one of which we offer to your attention today.
Son (5 years)
Living room in a city apartment. Deep balcony door and window. The center table with tablecloth, table lowered the edges almost maternity photography to the floor. Right bed. Cabinet, chair, TV, phone, etc. - A standard interior set. Evening. Winter. Silent running TV - show something informative. Son napivlezhyt in bed. Behind the glass balcony doors seen father. He knocks on the glass.

M A T I. On TV? .. (A few moments looking at the TV, suspiciously inspecting the room, then coming to the balcony maternity photography door, looked to the balcony, notes prychayiv shohosya for a bag of potato father) So, say, a TV? And he meets you?
M A T I. That chulovo. And anyway, turn away and go to sleep.
B T A L K O. (his patience at the border). Son, but I have already said - my mother will not punish. But if you do not uncover the pope, the pope does freeze and die. And then the mother must punish you. And I did not even imagine what it will do to you. I'm afraid to even think what it will do to you if daddy will freeze and die. Do you hear me?
Father falls on a sack of potatoes and not moving. Son rises on the bed and looks at the balcony.
P & N. (after a pause) Dad? (After a pause) Dad, can you hear me? (After a pause) maternity photography Dad, you're already dead? (After a pause, jumps out of bed, goes to the balcony door, looking outside) Dad, wait, do not die, I'm open.
Son takes little skamiyechku, puts it to the balcony door, gets in skamiyechku, dotyahuyetsya maternity photography the top latch and opens it. The father immediately jumped out of the bag and potatoes, bursts into the room, pushing sSyna and immediately maternity photography hides under the table. Son of a moment looking at the table, then gets on skamiyechku, latch closes and returns to bed.
M A T I. (looks at skamichku under balcony door) Exactly? (Skamiyechku is slowly coming to bed) And you know that was wrong to cheat?
M A T I. And your apartment?
M A T I. (father) Well, that got warm?
M A T I. Well, good daddy. I will now touch will not. I will tomorrow pomatsayu. maternity photography

K A R L. Well wow .. they dug up a dog and cry about it to the world. No, primate, or a horse or even a dog. Shavku. And going to revive it. Nerd ... (included Clara) You read about this dog?
K A R L. long time. Hello, Baby! (Helps the child to sit on the table)
M A L U K. morning vice versa.
K A R L. He mocks.
C L A R A. These are they which were not?
K A R L. I thought so. I go.
C L A R A. I do not keep quiet.
C L A R A. I recall. maternity photography And his teeth, and his hands and feet ... I know how it is. You like it, you always liked.
C L A R A. That's good. I love active protoplasm.
C L A R A. Prove!
M A L U K. Go away, traitor!
M A L U K. (looking out from under the sheets) maternity photography Who is here? Veronica?
M A L U K. Light my eyes, my lips breathing, gurgling springs maternity photography in a shady dell, flight of the bumblebee over the Cuckoo's Nest, dance with swords on the blade razor, the memory of memory dedicated to the memory maternity photography of the memory ... Nice, good, close, maternity photography delicate, beautiful mother, affectionate, pink, firm, with eyes incomprehensible and unbearable voice ...
C L A R A. But what about glory, honor, money?
M A L U K. I'm not all!
M A L U K. Yes. Here and now.

V E R O N K A. You are prohibited.
C L A R A. You want the same help him, but shy.
K A R L. He coughs and sweats.
M A L U K. They think I'm an idiot ... they choked me. First excavated and then strangled. Jumped on his chest with thick legs ... and laughed.
M A L U K. I took his hands and pressed to his face. It was cool and nice. It was quiet ... at home. And the trees and were not stirred, but only watched. I threw snowballs at your window. They knocked and scattered ... Do you remember?
M A L U K. I threw out the window! maternity photography (Jumps)
M A L U K. But after many, many years ...
V E R O N K A. Soft and tender. Take off shirt. (Strips Toddler, maternity photography Baby mechanically stripped) maternity photography So. Now pants. maternity photography Well done. All fixes time. Ten minutes masochism and chocolate bar in his pocket. You have time for ten minutes?
V E R O N K A. What - are you?
V E R O N K A. Still. Come on. (Pulls Baby hand, the footing is exposed)
V E R O N K A. He loves me.
C L A R A. (walking) What sensation ruined ...
C O L O T H A. there and dosyudy. I - Kotona. I know everything.
C O L O T H A. Well, tell me, please. And I'll Swallow maternity photography pryvorozhu.
C O L O N T A. I swear, I swear, turn away, obernusya, four sides, fly magpie, I will feather maternity photography and four seed, I will make them together in the dark place if tell you what I know - provalyusya month ! This is the most terrible oath.
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