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Dramatic Comedy.
Duration 1 hour 40 minutes.
The DOCTOR is a woman about 55 years old;
DINA is a woman about 55 years old, a school friend of a doctor;
JULIA-about 35 years old, mommy Vicky;
VIKA is Julia's daughter, capricious, cunning spoiled, about 10 years old;
ZHANNA-about 30 years old, mom rudika;
RUDIK-son Zhanna, a soft-spoken zarugannyy a boy, about 10 years;
Nelly is Marina's mom, about 30 years old;
MARINA-daughter Nelly, the usual child, about 10 years;
KIRILL is Dima's handsome, charming dad, about 40 years old;
DIMA is Kirill's son, a nice boy, 8-9 years old.
Typical situation of the state children's polyclinic.
Corridor, with a flickering fluorescent light. Tormented door to the office with a large crooked nailed number "5". Above the door hangs a plafond. The "do not enter" sign is lit.
There are only two chairs for visitors near the office. There are no people.
Julia runs into the room, looking around apprehensively, pulling the hand of the child, who whimpers and resists.
JULIA: Vika, hurry up. Vaughn (points to the burning lamp with the inscription do not enter), while stopped, already someone slipped. We're in a terrible hurry. Do not forget that you have practice in three hours?
Mom opens the door to the office, looks in. There is heard the wild roar of the doctor:
DOCTOR (furiously): close the Door…the ones I call!
JULIA (sternly): We're on two fifteen!
DOCTOR (furiously): For whom the writing is ablaze "not enter"? And if I had a man standing naked? Mom, are you adequate?
Julia closes the door with an indignant look.
JULIA: you Will be adequate here… Well, what to do, will have to be… we'll have to wait.
