Пьесы для театра

I have nothing left.

Yumi. Woof!

Nyuta and Yumi are playing together. Malyshev, Karabasov, Khorkov and other adults go out of the apartment block.

Malyshev. Nyuta! Look out. This dog can bite you.

Nyuta. Dad! It is a puppy. He is so funny.

Yumi. Woof!

Malyshev. Move away from him.

Yumi. Woof!

Nyuta. Dad. Don’t frighten him. He’s nice.

Reporter. That’s some nuisance, mister Mayor. We informed the district administration about the pack of stray dogs, which had made this wasteland their home, many times.

Malyshev. We’ll take care of it, ladies and gentlemen.

Malyshev. Mister Karabasov, how can you explain it?

Karabasov. We will put everything right, mister Mayor! Khorkov, deal with it.

Khorkov. Hey, get out of here!

Khorkov keeps the puppy off. Yumi runs to the wasteland and observes the people through the fence.

Malyshev. Dear journalists! The matter of cleaning the city from stray animals is under my personal control.

Karabasov. Yes, yes! Animal control service will solve this problem in no time.

Nyuta. Why poor animals should be caught and caged in?

Malyshev. Stray animals are dangerous for people, darling.

Reporter. Isn’t it the mayor’s responsibility to protect citizens from this threat?

Malyshev. I agree with you. And I do everything I can to clean our city.

Yumi. Woof!

Nyuta. And who turned them into the streets? Are these animals to blame for the fact some of the townspeople got bored with them, and so they ended up on the street?

Reporter.

Nyuta. If every family in our city adopts at least one stray dog or cat, the city won’t have stray animals anymore.

Yumi. Woof!

Reporter. That’s an interesting idea. Mister Mayor, give us a lead. Take this stray dog home.

Yumi. Woof!

Nyuta. Daddy! Let’s adopt this puppy?

Malyshev. Unfortunately, it’s impossible, ladies and gentlemen. I’m afraid I’m allergic to animal hair.

Reporter (to himself). «Tis hard to credit now, though fresh is its renown.

Nyuta. Dad, please!

Malyshev. We’ll discuss it at home. Karabasov, round off with it!

Karabasov. The tour has come to an end, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you, everyone.

Everyone leaves. Yumi is left alone.

Yumi. It turns out that not all people are as bad as my mom thinks. I liked this girl. But she has sad eyes.

Toy runs across the yard and approaches Yumi.

Toy. Hi.

Yumi. Woof! It’s you again.

Toy.