you take pancakes?
Yes, pan Horunzhina!
Take some more! And lisboanina!
And vodka!
Thank you.
Nightmare!
Why is this muttonhed here?
He never leaves his doghouse!
Hey, dear Sir!
Do you want some chicken?
Widows asks whether you want some chicken? No?
Chicken!!!
Chicken?
Eh.
Without, so to say, bread for tomorrow
today Jamaican rum and other things are bought.
And that's why i think,
it is not possible
and it is simply dangerous to
leave money in hands of Katerina Ivanovna.
I don't know...She acts like this only
today. That's only once in a lifetime!
Well, if you say so.
But now accept
for first occasion a little sum from me personally.
Here. Ten rubles.
Thank you. I'm very...
They...God will...
They will be very very thankful to you.
What can be done...
Yet i wish
my name wouldn't be mentioned in this case.
God will...
I've heard it all, i've seen it all.  That's generous,
that is, i wanted to say, humane!
We will remember it!
Wait, where's Sonya?
Amalya Ivanovna, have you seen Sonya?
Oh, she's here! Sonya! You're not
punctual even in your father's funeral!
Sit down. Rodion Romanovich,
seat her next to you. Where were you?
Katerina Ivanovna, Pyotr Petrovich invited me
to his place. And...
Asked to deliver his deeper...
so he said - his deeper apologies.
Of course, private generosity not only
doesnt radially eliminate evil, but
even feeds it.
So every benefactor, no doubt,
makes a social mistake.
Nevertheless, it made me glad
to see your doing.
Yes-yes-yes, i like it!
We'll remember!
We'll remember!
Sonyuska, do you remember we will move avay?
Sonya! you got no head, rather a sieve!
To our birthplace. To the city
where i spent my youth.
I remember, princess Bezzemelnaya, she, by the way,
gave me her blessings
when i got married.
Yes! Hand me diploma!
My diploma, thene, on the windowsill!
I received it
when i graduated the institute.
Yes-yes, i know:
you were danced with a scarf.
Your husband told me.
He did? Oh!
Yes, you probably think, just as everybody,
i was too stern with him...yes?
Yes! There was pulling by the hair!
Sometimes i felt so sorry for him!
He sits and looks at me from the corner,
and you just want to fondle him, but then think:
"Fondle, yet he will again get drunk..."
Pardon me, what are you talking about?
Anyway, nonsense! Widow!
Widow! Give it here, we'll remember!
Imagine, Rodion Romanovich, there was
candy rooster found in his pocket.
Rooster?
He's walking dead drunk, yet remembers about children.
Did you say: rooster?
We'll remember it!
Give it here, Sonya! Give it.
Let me take a look, Rodion Romanovich.
And let's see then who's better than who.
Me, colonel's daughter, or
some hattailers?
I invited, but they wouldn't come!
I intend to open boarding-house
for noble maidens in my native city, Rodion Romanovich.
Oh, Sonya, what a wonderful life
for us will begin then!
Lord, how weak are my nerves!
Oh!
It's time to finish.
To pass out tea.
[Di veshe!] Clean laundry!
In boarding-house there mhust bhe
some ghood lady...
to look afther lhaundry.
You'll amount to nothing, Amalya Ivanovna!
This "di veshe" of yours - that's a care
of wardrobe mistress, not directrix.
I wish onhly ghood!
I whis very mhuch ghood!
Well...
And there's been no [geld] for aphartment fhor a long time!
"Vhery"..."Vhery" much you
"whish ghood"!
Deceased still lied here but you
already wanted to throw me out of the appartment!
I invhited those lhadies,
but they whon't come, they...
Because they are dhecent ladys
they couldhn't come
to undhecent lady!
You, Amalya Ivanovna, are a slattern
and because of that you can't
comprehend what is real nobility!
Mein fater aus Berlin whas
noble mhan, vhery
vhery imphortant man.
He walked with bhoth his hands in phockets
and alwhays made: puff! puff!
Even in he "whas", then he'd
sell milk in Petersburg!
Nein! I am AmalyIvan! Mein fater whas challed
Johan and he whas mayor.