:09:01
TRETIAK: Friends...
countrymen...
:09:05
Russians!
:09:13
TRETIAK: You people
here in this room...
:09:18
are the cream of Russia...
:09:21
and the whole nation
is listening with us.
:09:25
But why do you all
listen to me rave?
:09:29
Set aside my oil company...
:09:31
forget about
my best-selling book...
:09:33
and all I am is a lunatic...
:09:38
haunted by the fantasy
of an empire...
:09:42
that reclaims her former might,
her former size.
:09:46
[Applause]
:09:50
All I am is a poet
spinning rhymes of a Russia...
:09:56
not cut off at the knees,
but armed to the teeth.
:10:01
Not ridiculed, but revered.
:10:07
[Applause]
:10:09
No! More than revered!
:10:11
Feared!
:10:13
[Cheering]
:10:22
TRETIAK: But who am I
to dazzle you with this dream?
:10:26
All I've done is...
:10:27
YURI: How does it look
for the leader's son...
:10:30
to walk out
when the leader speaks?
:10:33
ILYA: You'd prefer
the leader's son...
:10:34
to piss his pants on live TV?
Hmm?
:10:39
TRETIAK: And still the people
freeze to death!