“Night. Surface of the Moon. Traces of human presence are visible: cans are lying around, broken bottle glass glitters at the foot of a small crater. Bogdanov appears, holding a bottle of champagne and a flask; behind him, with glasses, are Rimma, Oksana, Sulpan and dark-skinned Desdemona. Bogdanov is drunk and sad. He wanders for a long time, looking around, as if looking for something. The girls are standing at a distance. Bogdanov (enlightened). Here is the landing place...Silence.Rimma (understanding the solemnity of the moment). When at the hotel you suggested we take a trip to the moon, I didn’t think it would be so simple. Silence...”