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A CRUEL ROMANCE Part Two

So you think you're doing a good thing

by marrying Larissa Dmitrievna to a man who has no wealth whatsoever.

It's what she wanted.

From his point of view, the bridegroom is no fool.

Who knows him? Whoever noticed him?

And now he's mingling in with the best society.

Why, he went so far as to invite me for dinner, for example.

But what's so stupid is...

that it never entered his mind how he's going to live with such a wife.

Well, I hope she'll leave him soon and come back to live here.

That's no good. With what means will my daughter and I live?

This can be helped. A sympathetic assistance from a strong, rich man...

If we could find such a man.

You must do your best to find him.

Yes, we must.

Miss, your fiance has arrived!

Ah, I got carried away, but that isn't the reason I came here.

You should have a nice trousseau

for Larissa Dmitrievna to wear.

I mean a wedding dress and all that goes with it.

You mustn't let her look like an ordinary girl.

I want you to order everything from the best shop, whatever the cost.

You can send me the bill. That's why I came here today.

I just can't find words to thank you.

No need to thank me.

Please, I want to go to your country house right away.

Why such a hurry?

I want to get away from here.

What makes you want it? Are you ashamed of me?

So far you gave me no reason to be ashamed.

Why hide from everyone then?

I feel so happy!

Give me a chance to enjoy the present situation.

When will we go then?

After the wedding. But the wedding is going to be here!

I don't want people to say that I'm no match for you,

butjust a straw that a drowning persons catches at.

Even if it's true?

You can keep this truth to yourself.

You might try working a little, you cow!

Please, have pity on me.

At least try to pretend in front of others that you love me.

What for?

I have some pride, you know.

You care about yourself only. When will someone really love me?

You are all going to destroy me.

Come now, Larissa. What's wrong?

I'm afraid of something.

As long as we're having the wedding here, let it be as quiet as possible.

No, you're going to shine as never before and everyone will see it.

Yes. And I won't skimp on expenses.

I'm a toy doll for you. You'll play with me and then throw me away.

If you only knew how much this dinner's costing me.

No one really cares about your dinner.

- I do.
- Why?

Because I had to bear mockery from your friends for three years.

It's my turn now to laugh at them.

If you plan to start an argument, Larissa and I won't come.

Please, don't offend anyone.

There'll be no arguments.

I will just propose a toast in your honor

and thank you publicly

for the happiness you're giving me by choosing me as your husband,

for your appreciation of me and for believing in my sincerity.

That will be my revenge.

It doesn't make sense to me.

Those fops and braggarts disgust me!

You should have seen everyone in the city today!

All the joy in their faces.

All the coachmen have gone mad! Everyone is so happy!

The Master has come!

Waiters in the inns are beaming: The Master is here!

The Gypsies are shouting: The Master is here!

However, the ''Master'' is totally ruined, he sold his last ship.

A squandering idler, a corrupt man!

And the whole city rejoices! What insanity!

Who are you talking about?

Your Sergey Sergeyevich Paratov.

I want to go to the country, right this minute.

- Why are you afraid?
- It's not for me I'm afraid.

- Who then?
- It's for you.

Don't be afraid for me.

I won't let myself be offended.

I must go now, we have guests coming.

I'll send the carriage to fetch you.

Thank you for your purchase.

The dealer said we could have the wine at ten kopecks a bottle

and he'd stick any label we want.

He gave us good wine too. It smells of cloves and something else...

Get into the carriage.

Oh, my dear friends!

To the Ogoudalovs'!

Ma'am, Sergey Sergeyevich Paratov!

Mama, receive him here!

Why are you so nervous?

Please, get rid of him quickly.

What a wonderful surprise!

Why are you here? Just passing?

No, I returned here on purpose. And my first visit is to you.

Welcome, welcome. You've changed.

Your beard is gone.

It makes you look younger, although you're older, too.

And you look the same as ever, auntie. Even better.

- I swear it!
- You're so cunning!

Sergey Sergeyevich, my dear!

Why did you go away so suddenly?

I received an unpleasant telegram.

I was forced to rush and try to save my property.

I had big losses.

However, I keep up a good moral and haven't lost my sense of humor.

I can see that.

Well, one can lose and win at the same time.

What are you planning to win?

I would like to pay my respects to Larissa Dmitrievna.

I'm not sure if Larissa Dmitrievna would like to see you...

Is she in?

In the garden.

Thank you, auntie.

What a devil!

Don't you recognize me?

You didn't expect me.

I stopped expecting you long ago.

Why did you stop?

You disappeared so suddenly... You didn't even write to me.

I couldn't find anything nice to write about.

That's what I thought.

You're getting married, aren't you?

Let me ask you something. Did you wait a long time?

Do you really care?

What interests me is a theoretical question,

which is how long

can a woman love anyone before she forgets him?

One day after they're separated? A week? Or maybe a month?

I'm not going to tell you. You may think whatever you like.

I will always think of you with the deepest respect.

However, I'm not going to respect women in general

after what you've done.

What have I done? You don't understand anything.

I understand you're getting married...

I am forced to do it.

Larissa, I feel guilty. I was...

What? You were what?

What did you want to say?

I wanted to ask you...

Larissa, did you forget me?

Say it to me now!

Please, tell me. I beg you.

Do you love me?

Tell me...

Of course, I do. There's no point in asking.

Thank you.

If you preferred another to me...

You would have offended me very much.

I trust you will not abuse my sincerity.

I wouldn't do that, Larissa.

I have certain principles. Marriage for me is a sacred thing.

Anyway...

I've known you so long, and I think

that your future husband has many good points.

He only has one good point.

Not much, is it?

But it's a precious one.

What is that point?

He's in love with me.

- Why are you running?
- Let me pass...

Let me introduce you. Yuli Kapitonovich, the fiance...

But we know each other. I'm an old friend of the Ogoudalovs.

How are you?

Nice to meet you.

You're notjealous?

I trust that Larissa Dmitrievna won't give any cause for it.

Those who are jealous often don't have any reason to be jealous.

I can guarantee Yuli Kapitonovich will never feel jealous.

Yes, I think so. Though if you...

Yes, it would be a horrible thing to live with.

Gentlemen, what are you talking about? Let's change the subject.

Yuli Kapitonovich and I are leaving soon for the country.

Leaving this wonderful place?

I don't see what you find so wonderful here.

Well, different strokes for different folks.

Some like the city, while others prefer the country.

You know the saying.

One loves watermelons and the other loves pig's knuckles.

How do you know so many sayings?

I used to mix with barge haulers who taught me the Russian language.

Imagine, learning the Russian language from barge haulers!

And why not?

- Because we consider them...
- Who is ''we''?

We, the educated people, and not some barge haulers.

And what do you think the barge haulers are?

I must stand up for them.

When you come to think of it, I'm a barge hauler myself.

We consider them an example of ignorance.

What else, Mister Karandyshev?

Nothing. I've nothing to add.

I do, however.

We're not finished yet.

You owe me an apology.

Me? Apologize to you?

Gentlemen, enough now...

Don't worry. I won't challenge him to a duel. Not for that.

Your fiance will live this time.

I'm just going to teach him a lesson.

As a rule I never forgive anyone.

Yuli Kapitonovich!

Apologize this instant! I'm ordering you!

Why should I? I don't understand...

I suggest you learn to understand first,

after that you might argue.

Sergey Sergeyevich, for God's sake, I beg you...

Please! Do it for me! Forgive him!

You should thank Kharita Ignatievna.

I forgive you.

Next time, my dear, think first to whom you're talking.

I'll let you go now. Another time, I won't let you go!

Don't say a word.

Larissa, order some champagne served so we can have some peace here.

Yuli Kapitonovich, please try to control yourself.

Now you'd better invite Sergey Sergeyevich to dinner.

I just wanted to do it.

Sergey Sergeyevich...

Would you like to have dinner at my place today?

With pleasure.

I'm not through with that imbecile anyway.

Well, Robinson, you'll have to pay me a favor.

I want you to come to a dinner with me today.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm a very happy man today!

I would like to propose a toast.

Kharita Ignatievna...

Ivan! Some Burgundy wine!

I have a wonderful news! I've applied for magistrate.

- Here?
- No, in Zabolotye.

There're very few candidates there, so he may win.

Yes, there aren't that many there, I've got a very good chance.

Sir, some Burgundy?

The label says Burgundy, but there's cheap wine inside.

- Mama, stop him!
- How? He's not a child.

I was so ashamed.

He's never seen a dinner given by cultured people.

I did nothing wrong, but I feel so sorry. I want to run away.

And he looks as if nothing happened at all. He's even happy.

Please, gentlemen. Cigars, take one.

They must be expensive. Around seven rubles a hundred.

High quality, only the best.

No. I'll smoke my own.

- These are good cigars.
- Then smoke them yourself.

As you wish. Please.

No, they're too expensive for me.

Sir Robinson, do you smoke?

Now that's a funny question.

Why don't you light one then?

If I smoked one of these in a proper house, I'd be spanked for it.

And I've hated spanking since I was a little boy.

How original! You can tell right away he's English.

- Let's have a drink.
- That's a good idea.

To the ladies!

To the ladies! Ivan, more Burgundy!

He's not that stupid. Doesn't he see what's going on?

Not stupid, but certainly conceited.

Why do they make him drink?

They're having a bit of fun I guess.

- But they make me suffer.
- No one wants you to suffer.

You see, you're not married yet, but you're suffering already.

Gentlemen, I haven't eaten a thing.

It's never happened to me at a dinner.

Why invite respected people if you don't serve anything to eat?

He's a stupid man, gentlemen.

We really should be fair with him. He is stupid.

And he was the first to get drunk.

Yes, we helped him a bit though.

In a situation like this, we need people like Robinson.

So you're the one who arranged this farce.

Well, this mixture that he calls wine is undrinkable.

And Robinson is used to foreign wines made in Yaroslavl.

He drinks it, but only with his host, who swallowed the bait.

It doesn't take much to make him drunk. Two drinks and he's in heaven.

Serve the tea...

What's all this hanging here? Looks like props from the theatre.

Sir, be careful! It's loaded.

They're real.

Sergey Sergeyevich!

Yes?

Stop mocking at Yuli Kapitonovich.

I could never do that.

So you didn't forget the argument you had a while ago?

All right. If you want, I'll put an end to all this.

I do.

- Yuli Kapitonovich!
- What do you want?

Do you want to drink to friendship with me?

Mister Vozhevatov, we're waiting for you outside.

Just one minute, we're coming.

Ivan, cognac!

Oh, no! I hate small glasses. Get some big ones!

Ivan! Big glasses!

Why didn't you tell us you had cognac?

We lost a lot of precious... time.

Now Paratov will give him the death blow.

- llya!
- Yes, Sergey Sergeyevich?

- Where is the guitar?
- I forgot to take it.

- I must have a guitar.
- I'll bring it right away.

I'll ask Larissa Dmitrievna to sing for us, and we'll leave right after.

It won't be much fun to leave without Larissa Dmitrievna.

If she could go with us...

I'd be willing to pay dearly to have her company.

I'd be willing to pay one ruble to every crew member

if she were to come on board my ''Swallow''.

I admit that I thought of it too.

Is it possible at all?

Everything on earth is possible.

We don't need Robinson though. He'll get as drunk as a beast.

So we won't take him.

Larissa Dmitrievna, make us happy.

Would you please sing a love song for us?

I haven't heard you sing for a year. It may be the last chance I've got.

May I also ask you to sing for us?

No, no, gentlemen! Out of the question!

Larissa Dmitrievna is not going to sing.

How do you know she won't sing?

Will you excuse me, gentlemen, I have no voice today.

Please, any song you want.

Look, I tell you she is not going to sing.

Do you want us to beg? We'll go on our knees if we have to.

Yes, I will. I'm very agile.

No, gentlemen, there's no use asking. I forbid it!

You'll forbid it when you have the right to. You'll have to wait for it.

I positively forbid her to sing...

- You forbid it?
- Yes.

I'm going to sing, gentlemen!

- What do you want to sing?
- The farewell song.

And as I go I will say...

And as I go I will say:

Goodbye, of love make no promise.

I go insane, or I attain

The highest point of pure madness.

How did you love? You partook of

My ruin! But it doesn't matter.

How did you love? You ruined love,

You didn't know any better.

So as I go I will say...

The temple still does its skimpy work,

But hands went limp, no life imparting,

And slantwise, in a frightened flock,

The scents and sounds are departing.

And as I go I will say:

Goodbye, of love make no promise.

I go insane, or I attain

The highest point of pure madness.

And as I go I will say...

I was cursing myself while you sang.

But why?

Because I lost a treasure like you.

Whose fault was that?

Mine! Only mine! You don't even know how much at fault I was.

Why did I leave you? And what did I gain?

Then why did you do it?

I lost a lot more than my fortune.

But I swear, a few more minutes like these...

being with you like this, and I would give up everything,

and nothing could separate us.

- What is it you want then?
- To look at you.

To listen to you sing, Larissa.

Larissa, I'm leaving tomorrow...

Don't say anything now.

All our party will be going on the ''Swallow'' now.

Please come with us.

On the ''Swallow''? I should stay here.

What is there to do here?

Just talking to Karandyshev's aunt about the mushroom picking?

- When do we go?
- Now or never!

Let's go then.

Yes, I'm ready...

You've decided?

Yes. Wherever you want me to go.

Gentlemen! I propose a toast...

to Larissa Dmitrievna!

Gentlemen, you all just admired

the talent of Larissa Dmitrievna.

Thank you.

However, the main talent of my fiancee...

the main one is her...

Gentlemen, I know...

He can't talk.

Yes, gentlemen, she knows how to appreciate

and choose people of quality.

He'll get through it. He learned it by heart.

She can separate the wheat from the chaff.

She was looking for a man

not brilliant but dignified.

And she chose...

- You?
- Yes.

Bravo!

I have every reason to be a proud man...

Gentlemen, she'll go.

I'm proud, gentlemen...

She preferred me to anyone.

Bravo!

I want to publicly thank

Larissa Dmitrievna...

for making my life worthwhile by choosing me.

Bravo!

Larissa Dmitrievna!

Steady, steady... Yuli Kapitonovich...

I'm drinking...

and I'm asking all of you to drink to my fiancee.

Gentlemen, I propose another toast. I suggest that we drink our toast

to one of the happiest men in the whole world, to you, Yuli.

- Do you have any wine left?
- Yes.

- Please have it served.
- It will be served immediately.

Robinson, why are you crying?

She sang so beautifully...

You must have drunk too much. Go help him with the wine.

And don't come back too soon.

Oh no, you've had enough of that poison.

Gentlemen, we will leave promptly by that gate.

Without waiting for the toast?

Good things are tastier in little doses.

Larissa Dmitrievna, we're waiting for you.

- Goodbye, mama.
- Where are you going?

Either you'll be happy for me, or look for me in the Volga.

- Don't be a fool...
- One can't escape one's own fate.

Larissa... You're insane... Don't do it!

You've gone too far. Larissa, do you hear me?

Stay here!

Do I have to stop you by force?

Please, wait! Where are you all going?

Gentlemen, here I am...

Where are you?

Auntie, have you seen my fiancee?

Ivan! Where did all the gentlemen go?

And Larissa Dmitrievna?

I believe everyone went on board the ''Swallow''.

What do you mean, the ''Swallow''?

Vozhevatov is giving a party to celebrate the purchase of the ship.

The purchase?

They brought along Gypsies to have some music...

What Gypsies? And Larissa Dmitrievna too?

How is this possible? Kharita Ignatievna...

Where's your daughter? Answer me.

I brought my daughter to your house, Yuli Kapitonovich.

It's up to you to tell me where my daughter is.

Why... they planned it...

They're all immoral, they're cruel.

You celebrated too early.

Yes, stupid, isn't it?

I'm ridiculous.

But can you condemn anyone for being ridiculous?

All right, so I'm that way! Laugh in my face!

Go on, eat, drink my wine...

But to pierce a man's heart because he's ridiculous...

Get a hold of yourself, she isn't worth the trouble!

And they're not all bandits.

They are honorable people, they're all your friends.

I wasn't aware of anything.

You're all from the same band.

Don't forget though...

Even the meekest man can get furious.

- What did he take?
- A pistol.

No fear anymore, no law, no mercy!

Run! Catch him! Stop him!

Yuli Kapitonovich! Stop!

The ''Swallow'' will leave with her first passengers,

and I'll go to Paris, to the World Fair. How I love foreign countries!

Today, gentlemen...

Today I have a very strange feeling.

I'm on the ''Swallow'' for the first time as a guest.

Let's have a drink, Captain.

We've been everywhere on the Volga with you.

Thank you, Captain.

Shall we play our song, llya?

A cask of wine for the crew.

Seryozha, give me the guitar.

Life is too short, as the philosophers say.

Let's take advantage of it!

I've never been so hungry as now, after that dinner party.

It's better to forget it. It's all in the past.

The white moth to the closing bine,

The red crane to her reed,

And the Romany lass to the Romany lad

By the tie of a roving breed.

Follow the Romany patteran

North where the blue bergs sail,

And the bows are gray with the frozen spray,

And the masts are shod with mail.

Both to the road again, again!

Out on a clean sea-track -

Follow the cross of the gipsy trail

Over the world and back!

Follow the Romany patteran

East where the silence broods

By a purple wave on an opal beach

In the hush of the Mahim woods.

Follow the Romany patteran

Sheer to the Austral Light,

Where the besom of God is the wild South wind,

Sweeping the sea-floors white.

Follow the Romany patteran

West to the sinking sun,

Till the junk-sails lift through the houseless drift,

And the east and the west are one.

Larissa Dmitrievna!

Do us all a favour. Dance for us.

Yes, please, we beg you.

- I'm embarrassed.
- Please, don't refuse us.

Everyone is asking you.

Larissa Dmitrievna, you must go home now.

I'm not going back home.

But it is impossible for you to stay here.

No, Sergey Sergeyevich, stop your fancy talk.

Give me a straight answer, am I your wife now or not?

Think about the rumors you'll be the source of if you don't go.

You brought me here, so you'll bring me home.

My mother is waiting to give us her blessing.

I don't think you have the right to ask that.

You were the one who said...

Give up everything and I'm yours.

We might talk about it some time, not now...

We'll talk now.

- Do you insist?
- Yes, I do.

Very well.

You see...

When a man has been bound hand and foot,

he might give in to his feelings to the point where he forgets

about his obligations and the chains binding him.

But then... he opens his eyes

and sees the horrible truth, realizing he can't break the chains.

Are you married?

No.

Other chains won't be an obstacle. I'll share any burden with you.

I'm engaged.

No!

I'm bound with these chains.

Why didn't you tell me? It's godless...

The only thing I saw was you. I couldn't think of nothing else.

Believe me, I'm telling the truth.

That's enough.

- Please, listen...
- No! Go away!

I can take care of myself. Go away...

I can't help thinking about Larissa Dmitrievna.

We had nothing to do with it. We're not to blame.

The girl has found herself in a very difficult situation.

So we, her friends, are not only allowed,

we feel forced to take part in her destiny.

D'you mean that's the right occasion to take her to Paris, for example?

Yes, why not?

Well, what's stopping you?

You're stopping me, and I'm stopping you.

You might not fear rivalry.

Not that it bothers me either, however, it is annoying.

Things usually go a lot smoother when the way is clear.

Well, you can't bribe me.

A bribe isn't necessary. There're other ways to settle this.

What do you take, heads or tails?

If I say ''heads'', I'll lose for sure. You're going to take heads.

Tails!

You win!

You will go to Paris with Larissa.

However, I still win. It won't cost me anything.

But remember, you've given your word, you should stand by it.

You're a merchant. You should know what giving one's word means.

You're offending me, Moky Parmyonovich.

I know what a merchant's word is!

Vassya, I'm lost!

Larissa, my dear, I don't see what can be done.

We're like brother and sister, you know. Help me!

Larissa, I'd like to help, but it's impossible.

Just pity me, that's all I ask.

I'm sorry, Larissa. I can't.

Are you chained down as well?

Worse. I'm in shackles.

What kind?

I gave my word. A merchant's word.

Larissa Dmitrievna...

Please, listen to me, and don't take offense.

It is not my intention to offend you in any way.

The only thing I want is your happiness.

If anyone deserves that, it's surely you.

Would you like to go to Paris with me?

To the World Fair.

I'm also offering you security for the rest of your life.

There'll be nothing to be ashamed of. No one will blame you for anything.

I can assure you there're boundaries that reprobation does not cross.

I would see to it that your income would be so

that the most spiteful gossips and moralizers would be forced to shut up.

I would never hesitate to offer you my hand,

but I'm already married.

Think it over.

If you decide to accept my proposal,

then let me know.

There are very few things that are beyond my reach.

What you did calls for punishment.

But I'm the only one who has the right to judge you.

I will decide whether or not to forgive you.

Why are you here?

I will have my revenge on every one of them

until they kill me.

What is it you want?

They insulted you and they are going to pay the price!

The biggest insult for me is your playing the role of my protector.

You think so?

Knurov and Vozhevatov are flipping coins which one will get you.

Heads or tails will decide. That's not an insult?

They consider you as an object...

I am an object! At long last we know what I am!

I'm an object, not a human being...

Go away!

Every object should have an owner. I'm going with Knurov.

- I'm your owner!
- I'm too expensive for you.

As long as I'm an object, I'd better be expensive.

- I love you!
- No!

I own you! I'm taking you!

Let me go! Leave me alone...

You disgust me! Don't touch me!

You're mine... Mine...

What are you doing? Come to your senses...

Come back! I forgive you everything!

But I don't forgive myself!

I beg you! Don't leave me! You can make me happy!

I'm willing to sacrifice anything!

I'll take any humiliation.

You're too worthless for me!

How can I win your love? I love you!

You're lying! I looked for love and it wasn't there!

You men consider me just as a plaything.

I never found love, so I'm looking for gold now!

Go away! I can't belong to you.

I love you! Stop!

You'll regret it!

- You should belong to me!
- Never!

Then you'll belong to no one!

Thank you...