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play.
And you? You've married,
I hear people saying.
You now prefer old vices kept at bay?
- Oh, come on, guys!
Don't mind them, keep going.
- I see new faces here.
Who's that dandy?
- Sprich?
- Enough, you guys. Calm down.
- Lopukhin, sit down.
Zagremukhina, your turn.
- Ah, prince...
- Come on, Bramble.
- I came last night to say,
that our pick-nick plans must be abandoned
I argued, just today, that you'd be sad...
but you do not look saddened.
- Oh, I am sad!
- Me, I am not. I would have gladly paid
a dozen pick-nicks for a jolly masquerade
- Lopukhin!..
- What?
- Do you understand who Zvezdich is?
- Zvezdich? A prince.
- You slouch there like a sack of beets.
But he, he knows that he's the smartest
and the handsomest man on earth.
Do you understand?
- No.
- Why not?
- Is this prince an idiot?
Will you cut that out?
- Why an idiot, Mitya?
Some people are just like that.
They aren't dumb or anything.
They're very successful.
And that makes them happy.
People like that have it made.
Everyone loves them.
- Understand?
- No.
- Pity.
Well, let's wrap it up for today, then.
Rehearsal is over. Go play.
- Mitya...
- What?
- Always women who spoil things, hey?
- Who?
- Well, like Baroness Strahl.
- Oh. Yeah.
- Listen, Zagremukhina...
- Yeah?
- Do I really look like a sack of beets?
- A sack of beets?
- I wouldn't say so.
- I see.
- Hey, could you teach me to dance?
- Dance?
- Yeah.
- You don't know how?
- Not even a bit.
- Sure, I can teach you.
- Come on. One, two, three...
- See, you're getting a hang of it.
Keep counting. One, two, three...
Is this for your role?
- No, just in case.
- I understand.
- You're really not bad at all!
You're light on your feet.
- One, two, tree... You know...
Everyone says that
Gleb is the best dancer.
But I don't think so.
He's got the moves,
but he's always like asleep.
- That's okay...
I'll wake him up soon.
I guarantee it.
- What do you mean?
- Oh, nothing. Keep dancing, Sonya.
Keep dancing. One, two, three...
- A sack of beets? Who said that?
You, a sack of beets?
That's just laughable.
- Let's try it one more time, Gleb.
Just... say it well.
With feeling.
From your heart.
- I can't from my heart.
- Why not?
- Because I don't get it.
"Masquerade"
"Act two"
- What don't you get?
- He's a smart guy, right?
- Who?
- Arbenin.
- Certainly not a fool.
- Then why is he blabbering nonsense?
- What nonsense?
- Here, for example.
I've nothing left in life,
except for you,
a charming angel, yet a precious ewe.
Your love, your smile, your eyes,
your very breath...
I feel alive, as long as they are mine.
Without them, no happiness divine...
No soul, no feelings,
nothing short of death.
- So?
- Okay, I'll explain.
If Arbenin is not a fool...
and not an old and decrepit ruin
for whom life is more or less over...
and if he's not playing some game...
...then I think he's being dishonest.
Otherwise I just don't get it.
- Listen, Lunyov...
Why are you being so thick?
You're not that dumb of a guy.
Why are you acting like an idiot, then?
- I'm not.
I honestly don't get it.
- Don't get what?
- Arbenin. And will you cut that out?
His words. About life and death.
And how they can depend on this Nina.
- He just loves her, Lunyov.
- But come on, not that much!
- That much.
- It just doesn't work that way, Mitya.
- It does.
- Come on, a normal person wouldn't
even be able to say all that stuff.
Here, you read it, then. Come on!
- Okay.
- Which part?
- Right here.
- Could you step away, please?
- Me?
- You.
- Sure.
- I travelled...
...gambled...
...played, and laboured hard.
Learned friendship...
...earned a broken heart.
I cared not for titles...
...knew no fame.
I've nothing left in life...
...except for you.
A charming angel, and a precious ewe.
Your love, your smile...
...your look, your very breath,
I feel alive...
...as long as they are mine.
Without them, no
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