KOKA BRIANSKY : I’m getting married today.
MOTHER :
What?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : I’m getting married today!
MOTHER :
What?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : I said I’m getting married today.
MOTHER :
What did you say?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : To-day — ma-rried!
MOTHER :
Ma? What’s ma?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : Ma-rri-age!
MOTHER :
Idge? What’s this idge?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : Not idge, but ma-rri-age!
MOTHER :
What do you mean, not idge?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : Yes, not idge, that’s all!
MOTHER :
What?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : Yes, not idge. Do you understand! Not idge!
MOTHER :
You’re on about that idge again. I don’t know what idge’s got to do
with.
KOKA
BRIANSKY : Oh blow you! Ma and idge! What’s up with you? Don’t
you realise yourself that saying just ma is senseless.
MOTHER :
What did you say?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : Ma, I said, is senseless!
MOTHER :
Sle?
KOKA
BRIANSKY : What on earth is all this! How can you possibly
manage to catch only bits of words, and only the most absurd bits at
that: sle! Why sle in particular?
MOTHER
There you go again — sle.
KOKA BRIANSKY throttles his MOTHER. Enter his fiancee MARUSIA.
1933