Before you is the script for Ivan Vyrypaev’s film “Euphoria.”

They met only once. At a drunken wedding. Their gazes met. This is it. What they never knew, what they cannot understand or comprehend, has happened. Now it is impossible for them to live and breathe without each other. As if by a powerful river flow, a strong cosmic magnet with irresistible force beckons, attracts, attracts them to each other. They no longer belong to themselves, their family and friends.

She lived with her husband. He is older, she is still young and beautiful. They had a little daughter and an angry dog. Was there love?

And somewhere he lived, with a mop of flaxen hair scorched like steppe grass and eyes piercingly blue like the southern sky.

“What to do now? “I don’t know...” He knows. Husband. He's not that evil or stupid. Just the way it is. He just lives. What to do when a dog bites off your daughter's finger? Cut off a finger, kill a dog. Wife leaving home? Burn down the house. What to do when she leaves for someone else? And he knows this too.

Under a high, crazy sky, scorched by a merciless luminary, a boat goes into the depths of a wise, mighty river. In it he and she. In snow-white, blood-soaked clothes. Charon's boat is hidden in the abyss of eternity...