Last Resort (2000)
Artyom Strelnikov: Artyom
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[Les and Frank, the Internet pornographers, have approached and solicited Tanya in the cafe]
Les : Yeah? Gorgeous cheekbones... yeah, gorgeous cheekbones, they're fantastic. So, anyhow, what I was going to do, I don't want to take up too much of your time. But, there's my card.
Tanya : Yes.
Les : Ok? And, uhh, you know, if you're interested, give me call. But, if there's anything else I can do, let me... I am Mr. Stonehaven. Everybody knows me around here, so, if you need me, call me. There's my card. All right? Hope to see you soon. Bye.
Frank : Bye.
Les : See ya, mate. Let's go, Frank.
[Les and Frank leave]
Artyom : Ty khot' ponyala, chto oni sutenery i chego oni khotyat? (You do realize they're pimps, and what they want?)
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[Tanya and Artyom have just arrived at Heathrow International Airport]
Immigration Officer : How long do you intend to stay in the U.K.?
Tanya : I don't know, yet.
Immigration Officer : How much money do you have?
Tanya : [To Artyom] Skol'ko u nas deneg tochno? (Exactly how much money do we have?)
Artyom : [To Immigration Officer] Uhh... eighty-five dollars.
Immigration Officer : Not very much, is it?
Tanya : Yes.
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[While waiting in Heathrow, Artyom is practicing English by reading aloud from a travel guidebook. Tanya corrects his mistakes]
Artyom : In Britain, friendly people start conversation by talking about the vever...
Tanya : Weather.
Artyom : ...Vether. Look at this expensive...
Tanya : Example.
Artyom : ...It is lovely morning, it isn't, isn't it?...
Tanya : Isn't it.
Artyom : ...Yes, it's beautiful, it isn't it?...
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[Tanya and Artyom are waiting in Heathrow for her English fiance, Mark Wallow]
Page over airport loudspeaker : Would Mark Wallow, Mark Wallow, please contact the airport information desk.
Artyom : [reading aloud from a travel guidebook] Can you show me the way home, please?
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[Tanya's English fiancé, Mark Wallow, has failed to meet her and Artyom at Heathrow]
Tanya : I'm sorry... just for... few... wo-words. I need political as-asylum.
Immigration Officer : Political asylum?
Tanya : Yes. Because... because my life is very dangerous in Moscow.
Artyom : [Watching through a glass partition] Okhuyela chto li? (Has she fucking lost it?)
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[Immigration officers are putting Tanya and Artyom into police cars to transport them to Stonehaven]
Artyom : Kuda on nas vedet, mam? On chto, khochet chtoby ya polez tuda v yego mashinu? Ya ne polezu nikuda v yego mashinu. (Where are they taking us, mom? He wants me to get in his car? I'm not getting in his car.)
Tanya : Zalez', pozhaluysta. (Get in, please.)
Artyom : Ne polezu. (I'm not getting in.)
Tanya : Sidi! (Sit!)
Artyom : Chego on khochet ot nas? Chego on khochet ot nas? (What does he want with us? What does he want with us?)
Tanya : Artyom! Vernis' seychas zhe! (Artyom! Come back here, now!)
Artyom : Ya ne polezu tuda! Du-du-du-du-du-du... Da ot"yebis' ot menya! Ot"yebis', ya tebe skazal! Durak, kozel! (I'm not getting in there. Du-du-du-du-du-du... Get away from me. Get away, I told you. You stupid goat!)
Tanya : Artyom! (Artyom!)
Artyom : Ottsepis' ot menya! (Let me go!)
Tanya : Artyom, ty chto, s uma soshel? Prekrati! Ty slyshish'? Slushay menya, Artyom. Ya im skazala, chto my bezhentsy, poetomu my ostayemsya seychas v Anglii, potomu chto Mark ne priyekhal nas ne vstretil. U nas net drugogo vykhoda, no ya uverena... (Artyom, what's wrong with you, have you gone crazy? Stop this! Do you hear? Listen to me, Artyom. I told them that we're refugees, so we can stay in England; because Mark didn't come to meet us. We don't have another way, but I'm sure... )
Immigration Officer 1 : Is there a problem? Come on, love.
Tanya : [To immigration officers] One minute please. It's very important. Let me speak with him.
Immigration Officer 2 : I'm sorry. No go.
Tanya : Yes.
[To Artyom]
Tanya : Ty vidish', chto tvorit'sya? Luchshe ya tebe v mashine vse ob"yasnyu, khorosho? Ya uverena, chto vse pravil'no. Bud' moim drugom, da? Pover' mne. Dover'sya mne, da? (Do you see what's going on? It's better if I explain everything to you in the car, OK? I'm sure all of this is all right. Be my friend, OK? Believe me. Trust me, OK?)
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[Tanya and Artyom are in their flat in the evening, talking about Mark. Tanya is intently trying to open a can of food]
Artyom : On ne priyedat. Davay, ya otkroyu. (He's not coming. Hand me that, I'll open it.)
Tanya : Pochemu? (Why?)
Artyom : On, navernoye, peredumal. (He's probably changed his mind.)
Tanya : Pochemu? (Why?)
Artyom : Potomu chto on nevrastenik. Ty tozhe ne sovsem normal'naya. Vy, navernoye, podkhodite. (Because he's neurotic. You're not completely normal yourself, either. You're probably well suited.)
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[Tanya and Artyom buy lunch in the cafe with food vouchers]
Cafe Owner : That's three-eighty-five, please.
Tanya : [Handing him a food voucher] Five.
Cafe Owner : OK. Thank you.
Tanya : My change?
Cafe Owner : No, we don't give change on vouchers, love.
Tanya : No?
Cafe Owner : No, sorry.
Tanya : [To Artyom] Poydem. (Let's go.)
Artyom : [Searching through his fish'n'chips with a fork] Where is fish?
Cafe Owner : What do you expect for five pounds?
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[Tanya and Artyom are eating lunch in the cafe]
Artyom : [Searching through his fish'n'chips with a fork] Mam, nu chto eto za ryba? Zdes' sovsem netu ryby. Zdes' odna i vsya v sukharyakh. (Mom, they call this fish? There's no fish here. It's all just batter.)
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[Tanya and Artyom are in their flat in the evening, talking about Mark]
Tanya : Mne nuzhno yego uvidet', chtoby ponyat', chto proiskhodit. (I need to see him to find out what's going on.)
Artyom : Znachit, ty yego lyubish' bol'she, chem menya. Zatashchila menya cherti kuda, k chertu na kulichki. (So, you love him more than me. You dragged me all this way, to the armpit of the universe.)
[They both laugh]
Tanya : Samomu smeshno. Day ruku. Ty chto, ya tebya lyublyu. Ya tebya lyublyu, kak nikogo. Da? Ty zhe moy yedinstvennyy, moy dorogoy, moy synochek. A yego ya po-drugomu lyublyu, nel'zya sravnivat'. (That's ridiculous. Give me your hand. You know I love you. I love you, like no one else. OK? You're my one-and-only, my dearest, my little boy. But I love him in a different way, it's impossible to compare.)
Artyom : [Turning away from her] Spokoynoy nochi. (Good night.)
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[Alfie and Artyom are in the arcade]
Alfie : What are you tryin' to do to my machine? What ya doin'? Come, 'ere. You've broken it. Try it now... Where's your dad?
Artyom : My dad's dead.
Alfie : My dad's dead, as well.
Artyom : Yours is dead, too?
Alfie : How did he die?
Artyom : He's dead.
Alfie : Well, what's the crap with this Mark fellow?
Artyom : He's my mother's fiance.
Alfie : Do you like him?
Artyom : No. My mom come to England for him, and he doesn't come to airport.
Alfie : Does your mom love him?
Artyom : I think she loves men who make her cry.
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[Alfie, Tanya, and Artyom are at her flat in the afternoon. Alfie has brought them a television and some Indian fast food]
Alfie : Are you alright? Doin' alright? I brought you some company and some food. Are you hungry? Have you ever had a curry? Curry. Beautiful.
[To Artyom]
Alfie : Have you ever had a curry?
Artyom : Yeah.
Alfie : You little liar. Come here.
[To Tanya]
Alfie : That's chicken tikka masala. That's chicken in a light, spicy sauce. It's beautiful, man, I promise you.
[To Artyom]
Alfie : Come here. We'll sort it all out. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
[To Tanya]
Alfie : Vindalu. Evil. It's a beast of a curry, yea, it's a real wicked bitch. Pila rice, sweet rice, yellow rice. Rice is rice, and forever more shall be so. Potatoes with cabbage. Bombay sag potatoes. Have you ever had 'em? Beautiful. I promise you. If you throw-up, it's all on my head. Nan bread to soak it up. Yeah, d'you fancy it?
Tanya : We have no spoons.
[Alfie draws spoons from his pockets, like a gun fighter quick-drawing two six-shooters]
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[Tanya, Artyom, and Alfie are on the couch in her flat in the evening, watching a nature show about dolphins on television]
Television narrator : Sonar may also be used for sexual stimulation. Here, one juvenile female buzzes another's genital area, perhaps to gain information about her sexual state and health.
Artyom : Mam, smotri chto oni delayut? (Mom, look, what are they doing?)
Television narrator : Copulation is performed belly to belly, with the male beneath the female. And, is brief...
Tanya : Poydem spat'. (Let's go to sleep.)
Artyom : Podozhdi. (Wait.)
Television narrator : Gentle touching of genital areas is also an important means...
Tanya : [To Alfie] It's a bedtime.
[To Artyom]
Tanya : Poydem. (Let's go.)
Artyom : Podozhdi, mam. (Wait, mom.)
Tanya : Vstavay, ya tebe govoryu! (Get up, I told you!)
Artyom : No, mama, podozhdi. (But, mom, wait.)
Tanya : Poydem. Ya s toboy ne budu... Seychas! (Let's go. I'm not putting up with this from you... Now!)
Alfie : Night, boy.
Artyom : No, mam... (But, mom... )
[Artyom leaves the room]
Tanya : [To Alfie] I'm going to sleep. Thank you for everything.
Alfie : It's alright, man.
Tanya : Ok.
[Tanya leaves the room]
Alfie : [To an empty and darkened room] I'll let myself out.
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[Tanya has finally spoken with Mark by telephone; he is never coming. Tanya is crying in Artyom's lap]
Artyom : [Singing] ... I tsvetok ishchut mnogiye lyudi (Many people search for their flower)
Tanya : [Joining Artyom, they sing together] No nakhodyat konechno ne vse (But, of course, not everyone finds it) / Mozhet tam, za sed'mym perevalom (Maybe it's there, in the seventh heaven) / Vspykhnet svezhiy, kak vetra glotok (And will blossom anew, like a gentle breeze)
Artyom : Ya govori, on nevrastenik. (I told you he was neurotic.)