USER: Write a screenplay version of the text 'Grandson: Hey, Grandpa! Where have you been? I haven't seen you all day. Grandfather Maxim (tells about his military holding his old photo): Nothing special. I just decided to sort things out. Grandson (surprised): Oh my God! What are you holding? Is this an old photo of you? Grandfather Maxim (holding his old photo): Yes, she is quite old. Can you take a look at her... Grandson (looks in surprise at an old photo of his grandfather): Wow! There are two of you in this picture! How is this possible? W-wait... Is that your brother? Grandfather Maxim (holding his old photo): Yes, dear! This is my brother. His name is Vsevolod. He wasn't just my brother. But also a best friend. He was everything to me... In 1938 , we began to take a course of combat training . We had no idea what we were getting into. We were taught to be soldiers by the second ruler of the USSR, Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin. He is responsible not only for our physical, but also for our moral preparation! Joseph Stalin taught us everything he knew; he taught us to be resilient in difficult times and cherish happy moments. Time flew by, changing seasons. We became stronger and wiser; we have become confident and fearless; we have become the deadliest soldiers in the army. The whole world was in our hands. But in this world, sometimes even the best soldiers die. Finally the day came... when we had to go the hard way. We realized that life is not so simple. That everything can ...

USER: Write a screenplay version ofTranslate the text 'Grandson:'In the grandfather's modern two-storey cottage at 7 pm. Grandson Max: Hey, Grandpa! Where have you been? I haven't seen you all day. Grandfather Maxim (tells about his military holding his old photo): Nothing special. I just decided to sort things out. Grandson Max (surprised): Oh my God! What are you holding? Is this an old photo of you? Grandfather Maxim (holding his old photo): Yes, she is quite old. Can you take a look at her... Grandson Max (looks in surprise at an old photo of his grandfather): Wow! There are two of you in this picture! How is this possible? W-wait... Is that your brother? Grandfather Maxim (holding his old photo): Yes, dear! This is my brother. His name is Vsevolod. He wasn't just my brother. But also a best friend. He was everything to me... In 1938 , we began to take a course of combat training . We had no idea what we were getting into. We were taught to be soldiers by the second ruler of the USSR, Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin. He is responsible not only for our physical, but also for our moral preparation! Joseph Stalin taught us everything he knew; he taught us to be resilient in difficult times and cherish happy moments. Time flew by, changing seasons. We became stronger and wiser; we have become confident and fearless; we have become the deadliest soldiers in the army. The whole world was in our hands. But in this world, sometimes even the best soldiers die. Finally the day came... when we had to go the hard way. We realized that life is not so simple. That everything can be lost in the blink of an eye. On this day I made my first... and the last mistake. Grandson:Grandson Max: So what happened next, Grandpa? What mistake did you make? Grandfather Maxim : I don't think I need to talk about it. Grandson Max (sadly): But why not, Grandpa? Have I done something wrong again? Grandfather Maxim (sighed softly): Maybe another time, dear. You don't mind? Grandson Max (cheerfully): Great! I'll be back in two minutes. I can't wait to hear what happened next. Grandfather Maxim had to remember where it was 1943. Maxim (in his youth): Vseva, it's like a walk in the park. It's been a while since we've had a real adventure. You know, we've never actually been to the park. You need to relax you forgot the last time you laughed, Vseva. Vsevolod (walking in the forest): Maxim, you have to concentrate. We're only in the middle of our mission. But we haven't seen any bear since we came out. Why not just enjoy the silence. Right? Maxim (said quietly to Vsevolod): I understand you, but... Stop! Do you hear that? Someone's footsteps. One of the bears is coming here. Maxim, look out! Bear (scratched Maxim's right eye, roars in a terrible voice): GGGRRRRRR!!! Vsevolod (scared): Max, are you okay? My God, Maxim! Your eye... Maxim (normally): Everything is fine. It's just a scratch. they knew we were here... and, it seems, they sent the biggest and coolest. Let's show this beast that we're the best in the world, bro. * kill a bear with a knife* This is for your brother, you beast! Don't ever touch any of us again! Bear (roars at Maxim in the most terrible voice): Uncle, that's enough. We don't need to kill him! We have to let him live. He will give our "message" to the enemy. We have to leave. They can send a lot of people like him after us. We're too exhausted. We need time to lick our wounds. Maxim (frightened): VSEVA, NO! Caution!!! Vsevolod was killed by Nazi-German troops. Maxim (crying loudly): No, Vseva. Why would you... This can't be happening! No, no, not like that, Vseva! French, American, British and Soviet troops approached Maxim. American troops: Vseva, Maxim! Are you hurt? Soviet troops (crying loudly): My God! How so, Vseva! British troops (quietly sad): I'm really sorry, buddy. Very, very sorry...'!sorry... It was today's year. Maxim: That's it, dear! No more long stories! Max: (sleeping quietly)' into a novel based on a plot and on direct speech using dashes to highlight the speaker's cues!