– What about you? Hoping to find money just lying on the road?
Dan sneers at looking at Tikhon. – Yes, he is honest! He honestly wants to earn a new motorcycle.
A third motorcyclist pulls up, it’s Leshy (goblin). Real name Lesch. He is the skinny of all. He is wearing a denim suit. Walking to the table, he takes off his helmet. He walks to the table, spreads the loot.
LEO
On the table are two computer system units. Fred presses the button on the right of the computer based on the neural network, begins to buzz. Turns on the monitor. At the top of the view from the video camera, below the display of workflows – graphics, formulas.
– Hi, I’m Fred.
– Hi, I’m Fred.
– No, it’s me Fred, you will be called Leo, like Leonardo Da Vinci.
A computer camera scans the workshop and Fred’s face. On the monitor, you can see the process of scanning the workshop and Fred’s physiognomy, just below you can see the question text and answer options. Computer iterates over the answers. Leo is a computer, a neural network with artificial intelligence.
– Hi, I’m Leo. – There is a voice coming from the speakers of the computer.
– Happened!!! – Fred rubs his palms. – What else to ask?
On the monitor, Leo highlighted the second question and options for possible answers. Leo selects the appropriate answer.
– Ask something.
– I’m in the park to draw. And you study the encyclopedia. Until.
GANG.В BASE
Gray gestures calls for everyone to come closer to the “table”. After waiting for all to gather, he starts a conversation.
– You are not tired of doing small things? I found one serious thing. There will be more money. A lot more!
Rough, an athletic guy, enters the conversation. His name is Raphael, but his name has long been abbreviated toВ Raph. His lips are constantly tight. He is dressed inВ aВ tracksuit, shod with sneakers. Rough is the most athletic ofВ all, he has the biggest muscles. He very often strains his muscles. Sometimes imperceptible toВ others, sometimes noticeable. After each ride on aВ motorcycle, he always stretches his back, turning the torso left toВ right.
– What the matter? – Completely without emotion asks Raph, looking at Gray.
– We receive, package, deliver and sell goods.
– What kind of product? – Dimon is interested.
– What? what? Drugs!
– I do not like it. – Hardly heard says Tikhon Leshem.
Gray heard and fends.
– Good money just like that, no one anywhere gives.
In the conversation enters Leshy. Leshy constantly whistles or moos, some popular, melody. He often imitates someone’s voice.
– Do not drift. Caught, you say – I knew nothing.
Leshy imitates children’s voice. Depicts a guilty child. She says lisping.
– Uncle swung to take. Only mummy not speak, I beg.
Everybody laughs. Gray speaks without waiting for the end ofВ laughter.
– Addicts will get the powder anyway. Not so we others will provide them. The money will be received by the one who is more courageous. Do you want to continue riding old motorbikes and be based in these ruins?
– I’m not against. – Dan agrees. – I need money. Tired of hunching for a penny.
– Earn on someone else’s problems? – Asks him Tikhon.
– My problems, for some reason, no one is interested. – Mount enters. – Why should I be interested in their problems? I, too, for. I, too, money does not interfere.
– Right. – Cheers Gray.
– For this they can plant. – Not appeasing Tikhon.
– For sure. – Dan is interfering. – Well, who will catch us? If you are afraid. Nobody holds you.
– Why should we land? – Continues to bend its line Gray. We’ll just deliver to people what they want.
Dan is spinning aВ key chain with keys on aВ string. Gray sees it and continues.
– Nobody judges sellers of ropes selling ropes to those who want to hang themselves. Right?
Dimon plays aВ comb like aВ knife, rotating the comb between his fingers. Gray shows on comb.
– And sellers of knives, do not judge for domestic murder. We just deliver the goods to the customer. We do not force him to use this powder. This is their choice. And here we are?
ATВ PARK
City, two-way street. On the one side ofВ this street is aВ sidewalk, directly adjacent toВ the roadway. The pavement is separated from the roadway byВ aВ fence.
On the other side ofВ the road is the entrance toВ the city park. On the landing there are gates behind which begins an alley that goes into the depths ofВ the park. The site is fenced from lawns with aВ small fence. InВ this fence there is one opening, where the pavement adjoins the site.
On the very edge of this sidewalk, stands Fred’s motorcycle. On a motorcycle hang portraits and cartoons of famous people. Next to the motorcycle, in a folding chair, sits Fred. He is holding a tablet with paper. He paints a portrait of a girl sitting in another folding chair.
The girl is not sitting smiling. Fred turns toВ her.
– Smile, a serious face is not yet a sign of intelligence, all nonsense in this world is done with a serious facial expression.[1 - The words of Baron Munchhausen from Mark Zakharov’s film “That Munchhausen”, staged after the play by Gregory Gorin “The Most True”.]
– Lucky you, you know how to draw. You are talented. – Sighs a girl.
– If you repeat, a hundred times a day, – What I am not talented, how unhappy I am. Then you will become unhappy and untalented. This is called self-hypnosis.
InВ the conversation enters aВ man watching painting.
– Even if I’ve been repeating for a year, how capable and talented I am. I still can not draw anything.
– It is necessary not only to repeat. – Fred answers. – Need to draw. Draw a lot.
– How to draw, if you can not. – Man states profoundly.
– Do you drive?
– Well.
– You studied. And not born with this skill.
– Found, too, with what to compare. – Looking on the sides, and looking for support from the others, the man grins.
– Everyone can learn if they want. – Fred continues. – At first, the people you draw will be a little like people. Then it looks like people, but not those you draw. And over time, the drawings will turn out more and more similar to those whom you draw. The main thing is the desire and exercise. A lot of exercise.
Fred notices on the far side ofВ the site, aВ billboard with an advertisement for an X-firm LCD monitor, flexible as aВ fabric.
– See, already LCD monitors similar to the fabric produced. – He thinks out loud.
AВ man and some passers-by turn and look towards aВ billboard.
At the base ofВ the billboard, the Leshy (Goblin) sitting on aВ motorcycle, talking toВ aВ nondescript pedestrian guy. Looking around, they exchange something, trying toВ do it imperceptibly.
Suddenly from two sides, the sounds ofВ police sirens begin toВ come closer. Police cars are approaching, two cars on each side ofВ the street. Police overlap both exits from the site.
The guy standing next toВ the motorcyclist, begins somehow awkwardly twitching inВ different directions. Then, looking around, he quickly runs toВ the fence ofВ the park, jumps over it, and, wagging between the trees and bushes, is lost sightВ of.
Motorcyclist takes off and drives towards the entrance to the central avenue of the park. Seeing that he cannot enter the park through the turnstiles, the motorcyclist does not stop, but only slows down a little, turns towards the exit from the site. Passing a little towards the police cars, and seeing that the police blocked the road tightly, he turned on the gas and turned around, leaving a black tire mark, blue smoke and the smell of burning rubber on the road. Turning around, he goes the other way, but there, too, the road is completely blocked by police cars. The policemen blocked all possible ways of driving along the road. Behind these police cars is a minibus of the TV channel “CBC”. Motorcyclist slows down and inspects the site. He notices the sidewalk adjoining the site, on which stands a crowd of passersby. He turns around, drives into the landing, and, giving a beep and a strong gas, goes straight to the crowded, on the sidewalk of passersby.
Motorcyclist approaching the crowd at high speed. Passers-by inВ aВ panic pushing each other. AВ man who has lost his balance pushes aВ girl sitting on aВ chair. The girl falls on the grass. Someone, inВ the confusion, moving backwards, stumbles on the curb and falls toВ the ground. Someone knocks from the hands ofВ Fred aВ tablet with an unfinished portrait.
ByВ the time the motorcyclist approached the place ofВ drawing, the road for him (the pavement) was almost clear.
The motorcyclist, having slowed down aВ little, drives along the freed sidewalk. Fred sees everything happening inВ aВ very slow pace. This effect happens inВ the movies, when the action is shown very slowly.
Someone from the passers-by, trying to dodge the bully, is repelled by Fred’s motorcycle. From this push, Fred’s motorcycle begins to fall in front of the bully’s motorcycle. The bully is trying to dodge the motorcycle falling in his way. He pushes off the front wheel of Fred’s motorcycle. Kicking turns only one wheel. Motorcycle continues to fall. Fred’s motorcycle steering wheel is scratching the bully’s motorcycle muffler. The rope tied to the steering wheel, on which portraits and cartoons were hung, is hooked on the hooligan’s motorcycle. The rope stretches behind the hooligan’s motorcycle. The rope, breaking the pictures attached to it, breaks itself.
Motorcyclist turns from the sidewalk toВ the lawn. He drives through the lawn, drives down the curb on the road, far behind the police cars. On the road, the bully dramatically adds gas. From this, his bike starts toВ ride on the same rear wheel.
Time for Fred starts toВ flow at aВ normal pace. He looks at the torn drawings. Smiles after aВ bully. He quickly gets toВ his feet, picks up his motorcycle, jumps on it, and presses the start button. Motorcycle does not respond. Fred tries toВ push buttons toВ turn the throttle. He looks at the control knobs, sees the wires tornВ off.
Fred leaves the motorcycle, puts it on the stand, and begins toВ collect scattered pencils, sheets ofВ paper. Raises the tablet with aВ torn portrait.
Police cars, standing closer to the billboard, drove up to those that stood next to the sidewalk. By this time, the car in the oncoming lane had pulled back and returned to its lane, passing colleagues. Police cars, standing at the shield, passing. Behind them passes a minibus channel “CBC”.
Police cars standing at the end ofВ the site where Fred painted were beautifully, almost simultaneously, turning around. Turning around, they leave for their colleagues.
On the road, along the park, riding aВ car. The car is driven byВ aВ middle-aged man. Before him, not far ahead, wagon moves. InВ the oncoming lane approaching micro-truck.
