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Olga BUDlNA
lnna CHURlKOVA
Oleg BASlLASHVlLl
Vladimir lLYlN
Written and directed by
Vladimir BORTKO
Photography by
Dmitri MASS
Design by
Vladimir SVETOZAROV
Marina NlKOLAYEVA
Original music by
lgor KORNELYUK
Producer
Valery TODORORVSKl
Are you crazy?
You will starve
yourself to death.
Forgive me.
l will neither forgive,
nor marry you.
You haven't stood
like this all night?
l have.
How sensible of you.
Won't you drink some tea?
Will you have no dinner?
l told you l wouldn't.
Forgive me.
Do you think you are
frightening me?
You can stand here
and eat no food.
How frightened l am!
Don't you feel any
resentment against me?
You are quite resentful
at others.
Against you?
Have you studied history?
l haven't studied anything.
Do you know who is
the Pope of Rome?
l've heard of him.
He was very angry with
a certain Emperor.
The Emperor came and
neither ate nor drank,
but knelt before the
Pope's palace for 3 days,
till he should be forgiven.
And did the Emperor spent all
the time vowing vengeance
against the Pope?
He did.
You see, then you are
doing the same.
''lf l she marries me,
l will remind her of all this'',
''And l will take it out
of me''.
l don't know. Maybe.
How come you don't know?
l don't.
What are your thoughts, then?
You rise from your chair,
go past me, and l follow
you with my eyes.
Your dress is rustling,
and my heart sinks.
lf you leave the room,
l remember every little
word and action,
what your voice sounded
like, and what you said.
l thought of nothing
all last night.
l was listening to your
sleeping breath,
l heard you move
a little, twice.
And you never thought
that you had attacked me?
Maybe l did.
What if l don't forgive you?
What if l don't marry you?
l will drown myself.
You'd murder me before
you drowned yourself.
l'll marry you not because
l'm frightened of you.
l'll ruin myself, anyway.
How can l do it better?
And if l do marry you,
l'll be a faithful wife.
You need not doubt that,
or worry.
You are not a flunkey.
l thought you were
no better than a flunkey.
You are not.
No.
Pavlofsk. June.
Old Princess Bielokonski
provides
most comforting news about
that queer young prince.
She found him in Moscow.
He made an extremely
favorable impression.
She invited him to visit
her in the mornings.
And he does, and
she is not tired of him.
l also inquired.
But the fortune proved
to be not so big.
And the prince is not
good at business.
Creditors turned up with
questionable documents,
or just empty-handed.
And then?
The prince satisfied
almost everyone,
although half the claims
were absolutely fraudulent.
There was no curing a fool.
But you approved of this
particular fool's doings.
You begged princess
Bielokonski to help him.
Nonsense!
Who told you that?
Was it Varvara lvolgina,
or Ptitsina already?
Nonsense!
We won't receive her!
Aglaya lvanovna!
- l've been waiting for you.
-Why?
Couldn't the prince find
anyone better
as his correspondent?
Saint-Petersburg.
Wait for me.
-Your Excellency!
- How do you do?
Out!
Get out of here!
You shouldn't have!
Just to show you respect.
He has gone to get his coat.
- Tell me, is he?
- Never drinks in the morning.
He sometimes comes back
drunk in the evening.
He passes the greater part
of the evening in tears,
and reads passages of
Holy Scripture aloud,
because our mother died
five weeks ago.
He ran off because it's
hard for him to talk to you.
l bet, he is trying
to cheat you,
and is thinking how best
to do it.
Why wear a coat in holes,
when you have a new one?
- Did you not see it?
- Shut up, dragon-fly!
You're waking Lubotchka,
she'll have convulsions.
Don't say that.
God bless her!
This is my child,
my daughter Luboff.
She was born
to Elena,
a deceased wife
of mine,
who died at birth.
This is my daughter Vera.
And this!
l'm his nephew.
l have not yet finished
my course, but l will,
for l have
Идиот Идиот

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