Do you feel no pity for me?
Yes, me! I have been as faithful
as a dog to you all these years!
For your sake I have endured
abuse, humiliation and scandal!
Sometimes you seem to treat me
the same way he treats you.
That's not true, Lionya.
I think the world of you.
You have no idea
how dear you are to me.
Let's go to Paris together.
We'll get married.
Vera...
Whose sock is this?
Yours? Or his?
I'm completely mixed up.
What's going on?
What's wrong with you, Lionya?
Lionya! Pull yourself together!
You'll scare Vera Nikolayevna.
What's the matter, Lionya?
Come on, man! Get a grip!
Easy does it.
Wait, I'll give you a hand.
That's better.
Don't let the world get to you.
There, gently does it...
The world, and me too.
Hold onto me, Lionya. That's it.
Pull yourself together.
Come on! Don't be such a girl!
I'm cold.
Even Lionya's gone.
They've all gone.
It's the end of a bad dream.
You brought it on yourself.
I forgot to tell you. A letter
came for you this morning.
Here, take it.
I feel as if I've recovered
from a long illness.
I might even write again.
What about this:
He, and She...
Both young, healthy, strong...
Shoulders, teeth, knees -
all smooth and perfect.
and then... She's in the sun.
It's hot. She eats an apple.
The apple is hard. She bites-in.
juice foams up.
The bubbles burst.
And then he kills her.
With passion and pleasure.
There is much about love
that is savage, cruel, dark.
Nobody has ever written
about it properly.
- Is it necessary to kill her?
- Essential.
Or she may end up in a nunnery,
for all we know.
- What's this?
- Money, is it?
- Lots of money.
- Who could it be from?
- Is there a sender's address?
- Look, there's a note. Here.
Who's it from? Does it say?
Fancy that! An old debt.
I'd forgotten all about it.
- Who is it from?
- It's just...
I once lent some money
to a lady...
- I see.
- A harmless escapade.
- I see.
- No you don't.
- It's a lot of money...
- We could go to Italy.
- What? Italy?
- You always wanted to see Rome.
- Yes.
- Let's go then.
- You mean it? -Of course!
- Just the two of us?
- You and me?
- You and me.
You seem to have
perked up a bit.
I always thought you wanted
this kind of life.
- Vera, do you love me?
- Me? Love you?
I can't stand you.
We never made it to Italy.
Jan died of a heart attack
on the train.
I spent the money from Jeanne
on the funeral.
Galia came to the church,
but didn't go to the cemetery.
I saw her and Marga
only once after that.
They came to stay from America.
We exchanged letters.
Lionya spent some time
in a psychiatric clinic.
I used to visit him. Then
he lived with me in Paris.
And then I died.
Bunin ANDREY SMIRNOV
Vera GALINA TYUNINA
Galina OLGA BUDINA
Gurov EVGENI MIRONOV
Marga ELENA MOROSOVA
Subtitles: Robert Russell
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