might help.
You've got all drenched up.
You look like a scarecrow!
Really, I'm all wet.
I guess I'll go and take a shower.
Where's my comb?
You know who you resemble now?
- Who?
- Maria Timofeyevna.
What Maria Timofeyevna?
Here. You've been looking for
your comb, haven't you?
Tell me, who's Maria Timofeyevna?
There was such a woman,
Captain Lebyadkin's sister.
You're the spitting image
of Lebyadkina.
In what way do I resemble her?
Yes, Fyodor Mikhailovich was...
Whatever you may say...
What?
Lebyadkin, bring some water!
The difference is her brother would
not bring her water, but beat her.
Explain it. I don't understand.
All your life is just that
"bring some water!"
Just an appearance of independence.
If something doesn't suit you,
you pretend
it doesn't exist.
What nonsense you're talking!
I'm amazed at the patience
of your ex-husband.
He should have run away
much sooner.
What do you want from me?
Have you ever admitted
you were wrong? Never!
You just made up
this whole situation!
As long as you haven't succeeded
in elevating your dear husband
to this nonsensical emancipated
condition of yours,
then you can be sure
he has been saved just in time.
As for your children, you will
definitely make them miserable.
Stop this idiocy!
Come on now, Masha!
Leave me alone!
My earthly life traversed but
by a half,
I found myself lost in a twilight
forest...
I always said
that you resemble my mother.
Apparently, that's the reason
we divorced.
I notice with horror how much
Ignat is becoming like you.
Why with horror?
We two could never talk
like normal human beings.
When I recall my childhood
and my mother,
somehow she always has your face.
I know why though.
I pity you both,
you and her.
Why?
Ignat, put the glass down!
You won't be able to live
a normal life with anyone.
Probably.
Don't feel offended.
You seem to be convinced
that the very fact
of your existence close by
will make everybody happy.
You only know how to demand.
That's because I was brought up
by women.
If you don't want Ignat
to become like that,
get married as soon as possible.
- Get married to whom?
- This I don't know.
Or give Ignat to me.
Why didn't you make it up with
your mother? It was your fault.
What fault?
She's convinced herself she knows
better than I how I should live.
That she can make me happy.
As far as mother is concerned,
I can feel it better than you.
What can you feel better?
That we're getting more and more
distant,
and I can't do anything
about it.
Natalya, try to distract him.
He's talking of Spain again.
It will end up in a scandal.
I wanted to ask you for a favor...
We're redecorating now.
Ignat wants to live with you
for a week.
I will be very happy.
What does he say?
He's showing the great matador
Palomo Linares.
Most of all he was excited
by the farewell he was given.
The whole town came to see him off.
People sang and danced.
His mother couldn't come,
she was sick.
And his father stood aside,
sad and silent.
He knew they were thinking
the same thing:
that they probably will never
see each other again.
Are you mocking at us or what?
We taught you and taught
and it was no use.
Now it turns out you can!
He went to Spain and didn't
understand anything.
Did you ever want
to go back to Spain?
I can't go, I've got a Russian
husband.
And Russian children.
I'll talk to her myself!
Ignat!
Come here. I'm leaving.
Always in a hurry...
Don't put it together, just give it
to me like that.
- Oh, I felt an electric shock.
- What shock?
As if it had already happened...
But I've never been here before.
Come on, give me the money
and stop dreaming.
Clean up a bit,
make the place tidy.
Don't touch anything here.
If Maria Nikolaevna comes
tell her to wait for me.
Come in. How are you?
May we have another cup
for the young man?
Take the notebook from the third
shelf in the bookcase, will you?
Read from the page