Idiot (2003) s01e04 Episode Script
Part 4
Ordered by the Russia TV-channel with the support of the Cinematography Service the Russian Ministry of Culture produced by 2-B-2 Studio ENTERTAlNMEN Fyodor Mikhailovitch Dostoevsky lDlO Evgeni MlRONOV as prince Muishkin Starring Vladimir MASHKOV Lidiya VELEZHEVA Olga BUDlNA lnna CHURlKOVA Oleg BASlLASHVlLl Vladimir lLYlN Written and directed by Vladimir BORTKO Photography by Dmitri MASS Design by Vladimir SVETOZAROV Marina NlKOLAYEVA Original music by lgor KORNELYUK Producer Valery TODORORVSKl Are you crazy? You will starve yourself to death.
Forgive me.
l will neither forgive, nor marry you.
You haven't stood like this all night? l have.
How sensible of you.
Won't you drink some tea? Will you have no dinner? l told you l wouldn't.
Forgive me.
Do you think you are frightening me? You can stand here and eat no food.
How frightened l am! Don't you feel any resentment against me? You are quite resentful at others.
Against you? Have you studied history? l haven't studied anything.
Do you know who is the Pope of Rome? l've heard of him.
He was very angry with a certain Emperor.
The Emperor came and neither ate nor drank, but knelt before the Pope's palace for 3 days, till he should be forgiven.
And did the Emperor spent all the time vowing vengeance against the Pope? He did.
You see, then you are doing the same.
''lf l she marries me, l will remind her of all this'', ''And l will take it out of me''.
l don't know.
Maybe.
How come you don't know? l don't.
What are your thoughts, then? You rise from your chair, go past me, and l follow you with my eyes.
Your dress is rustling, and my heart sinks.
lf you leave the room, l remember every little word and action, what your voice sounded like, and what you said.
l thought of nothing all last night.
l was listening to your sleeping breath, l heard you move a little, twice.
And you never thought that you had attacked me? Maybe l did.
What if l don't forgive you? What if l don't marry you? l will drown myself.
You'd murder me before you drowned yourself.
l'll marry you not because l'm frightened of you.
l'll ruin myself, anyway.
How can l do it better? And if l do marry you, l'll be a faithful wife.
You need not doubt that, or worry.
You are not a flunkey.
l thought you were no better than a flunkey.
You are not.
No.
Pavlofsk.
June.
Old Princess Bielokonski provides most comforting news about that queer young prince.
She found him in Moscow.
He made an extremely favorable impression.
She invited him to visit her in the mornings.
And he does, and she is not tired of him.
l also inquired.
But the fortune proved to be not so big.
And the prince is not good at business.
Creditors turned up with questionable documents, or just empty-handed.
And then? The prince satisfied almost everyone, although half the claims were absolutely fraudulent.
There was no curing a fool.
But you approved of this particular fool's doings.
You begged princess Bielokonski to help him.
Nonsense! Who told you that? Was it Varvara lvolgina, or Ptitsina already? Nonsense! We won't receive her! Aglaya lvanovna! - l've been waiting for you since 9 o'clock.
-Why? Couldn't the prince find anyone better as his correspondent? Saint-Petersburg.
Wait for me.
-Your Excellency! - How do you do? Out! Get out of here! You shouldn't have! Just to show you respect.
He has gone to get his coat.
- Tell me, is he? - Never drinks in the morning.
He sometimes comes back drunk in the evening.
He passes the greater part of the evening in tears, and reads passages of Holy Scripture aloud, because our mother died five weeks ago.
He ran off because it's hard for him to talk to you.
l bet, he is trying to cheat you, and is thinking how best to do it.
Why wear a coat in holes, when you have a new one? - Did you not see it? - Shut up, dragon-fly! You're waking Lubotchka, she'll have convulsions.
Don't say that.
God bless her! This is my child, my daughter Luboff.
She was born to Elena, a deceased wife of mine, who died at birth.
This is my daughter Vera.
And this! l'm his nephew.
l have not yet finished my course, but l will, for l have a determined character.
Meanwhile, l want to be employed on the railway at 25 roubles a month.
He already gave me some money.
l had 20 roubles.
But l was so low, so base, as to lose the money.
You shouldn't have paid the bastard! To take up a new post, l had to smarten myself.
l am really like a tramp.
Just look at my boots! l only beg for 15 roubles, and l promise to repay my debt in 3 months' time.
lf he wants interest, he shall have that, too! But he doesn't want! And he doesn't go away! l will not go away until l have got what l ask.
Why are you smiling, prince? l am not smiling, but l think you are in the wrong.
Do you think, l don't know this myself? But you don't know what life is! What he has been doing? How did he buy this house? You may cut off my head, if he has not cheated you and if he is not trying to cheat you again.
You don't believe me? This has not much to do with your affairs.
Listen to me, Lebedeff.
l know, you can be business-like.
l have very little time to spare.
Excuse me, what is your Christian name? Ti-Ti-Timofey.
-And? - Lukianovitch.
He is telling lies! He's Lukian Timofeyovitch.
Why you lie about it? lt is all the same.
Does the prince care? He tells lies simply by force of habit.
ls it true? l'm Lukian Timofeyovitch.
So, why did you? - To humble myself.
-What do you mean? l if only l knew where Colia was! - l'll tell you.
- No, no! l'll do it.
He spent the night here.
This morning he went after the general whom you let out of prison by paying his debts.
He probably slept at the hotel nearby.
Colia is there, or went to see the Epanchins.
He spends days out there.
So, he is either in the hotel or in Pavlofsk.
Many things happened, while you were away.
Gavrila Ardalionovitch, when he got back the 100 thousand, has got very sick, and even left his job.
Varvara married Ptitsin.
Gavrila Ardalionovitch came to visit them in lzmailovsky regiment.
Ferdishenko disappeared.
They say, he's been drinking somewhere.
And you know about the General.
Best regards.
Totski divorced Alexandra Epanchin.
He married a French marquise, and was to be carried off to Brittany.
He'll be fine with her.
l knew nothing about your home before.
Orphans So, what? O, yes.
You know, why l am here.
Your letter brought me here.
Lukian Timofeyovitch! Don't tell me lies.
Give up serving two masters.
Rogojin has been here these three weeks.
Have you sold her to him as you had done before? Tell me the truth.
He found out everything.
He did wrong to you.
He beat you? He did! He set a bloodhound on me in Moscow.
-A terrible beast! - Lebedeff! You seem to take me for a child? ls it a fact that she left him in Moscow? lt is.
Again, on the eve of their marriage! She slipped off to Petersburg.
Save me, Lukian! Say nothing to the prince! She is afraid of you.
She shows her wisdom! You brought them together again? Excellency, how could l prevent it? l'll find out myself.
Just tell me - ls she with him? - She is by herself.
She is living with my sister-in-law, as l told you in my letter.
- She is there now? - Right.
Unless she has gone to Pavlofsk.
l am quite free, she says.
Only yesterday she boasted of her freedom.
A bad sign! lt's a pity you're drunk.
No, not at all.
How is she? A woman who is seeking.
Seeking? She is searching about, as if she'd lost something.
The mere idea of her marriage disgusts her; lt's an insult for her.
She cares as much for him as for an orange-peel.
Or, rather, treats him with fear and trembling.
She isn't talking about him.
They only meet when unavoidable.
He understands this! lt must be gone through! She's restless, mocking, deceitful, violent Deceitful and violent? She tried to pull my hair when l said something wrong! l tried to soothe her by reading the Apocalypse.
What? The Apocalypse.
The lady has a restless imagination, l noticed that she has a liking for conversation on serious subjects.
For 15 years l have studied the Apocalypse.
She agrees with me that our time is that of the third black horse, whose rider holds a measure in his hand.
Everything is ruled by measure in our century.
All men are clamoring for their rights.
''1 measure of wheat or 3 of barley a for a penny''.
And men desire freedom of mind, a pure heart, a healthy life, and all God's good gifts by pleading their rights alone.
The white horse comes next with his rider Death and is followed by Hell.
We talked about this matter when we met, and it impressed her.
- Do you believe all this? - l believe and explain it.
l am but a beggar, an atom in the scale of humanity.
Who respects Lebedeff? But in here l am equal to a noble man.
Such as the power of the mind! l am not feeling well, and my head aches.
Go to the country.
l am also going with all my children.
- To Pavlofsk too.
- Everybody goes there? lt's a pleasant place on a green hill, cheap, good music, so no wonder it is popular.
l'll stay in the lodge.
-As to the villa - Let it to me.
lf you please, prince, l could tell you something that would interest you.
A certain person visits Pavlofsk pretty often -Aglaya lvanovna - Enough! lt's not my business.
Take care.
This is the hotel.
Take the luggage.
Nicolai Ardalionovitch said, he would be back by 3.
lf he is not here at 3.
30, then he had gone to Pavlofsk, and would dine there.
Your room.
Thank you.
Step away.
Parfen! - My visit is ill-timed.
- No, it's all right! Please, welcome.
Parfen! Tell me honestly, did you know that l was coming to Petersburg? l supposed you were coming and was right.
But how was l to know that you'd come today? Why are you asking? When l jumped out of the train this morning, two eyes glared at me as yours just did.
Whose eyes may they have been? l don't know.
lt was a hallucination.
Perhaps.
l often have them.
l feel just as l did five years ago, when my fits were about to come on.
l like looking at that picture.
That picture? A man's faith might be ruined by looking at it.
So it is.
- Shall you go abroad? - l don't know.
You remember, we came up from Pskoff together? lt was cold in the train.
You are staying here for long? Yes, l'm at home.
Where else should l go to? l guessed which was your house from a 100 yards.
-Why? - l don't know.
l set eyes on this, and l said to myself that it must be yours.
Nonsense! Strange, that this troubles me so much.
lt was built by my grand-father.
The Khludyakoffs, eunuchs, used to live here.
lt's dark in here! A very dark place.
ls that your father? Right you are.
-Will you marry in here? -Yes.
- Soon? - lt doesn't depend on me.
l am not your enemy, and l will not interfere.
When you planed it in Moscow, l didn't interfere.
That first time she fled to me from you and begged to save her from you.
These are her words.
Then she ran away from me.
You found her and arranged another marriage with her.
And now she has run away from you again, right? lf it is true, l won't set eyes upon her, And l will never even come to see you again.
l've never concealed my opinion from you.
l have always told you l consider this marriage would be ruin to her.
You would also be ruined, and even more hopelessly.
lf you split, l should be pleased.
But l have no intention of trying to part you.
You need not suspect me.
l told you before that l did not love her with love, but with pity.
l think, these are the right words to say.
You said then that you understood me.
But did you really? What hatred there is in your eyes! l came to relieve your mind.
You are dear to me also.
l love you very much.
Now l shall go away and never come back.
Stay a little.
l haven't seen you for long.
When you are not with me l hate you.
l could have poisoned you at any minute.
Now, l'm talking to you, and you are dear to me again, there is no malice in my heart.
You don't believe me.
You are like your father.
You say, you love her with pity.
l have no pity for her.
She hates me.
l dream of her every night, She is laughing at me with another man.
She does laugh at me.
She thinks of marrying me as if she were changing her shoe.
- She has disgraced me.
- How? You don't believe that she She didn't disgrace me in Moscow with Zemtuznikoff? l know she did! After having fixed our marriage-day herself! - lmpossible.
- l know for sure! lsn't she like that? She won't be like that with you, but with me she certainly is! She looks on me as vermin.
Her affair with Keller, a boxer, was simply to make a laughing-stock of me.
You don't know what a fool she made of me in Moscow! And the money l spent! And you can marry her! What will come of it all? l haven't been to see her for five days.
Afraid of being turned out.
l can't even talk of the marriage.
When l can keep away no longer, l steal past the house.
Once she saw me from the window.
She asked me what l'd do if l found she'd deceived me.
l said, you know well enough.
- Does she? - Of course.
l did my best to catch her tripping in Moscow, but did not succeed.
And l beat her till she was bruised all over.
- lmpossible.
- Possible! What do you think of this, Lef Nicolaievitch? -What do you think yourself? - l can't think anything! l won't interfere with you.
l'll tell you this.
l can't understand your yielding her to me.
Don't you love her anymore? Why did you come post-haste after us? - Out of pity? -You think l'm a liar? l believe you, but don't understand.
lt seems, your pity is greater than my love.
You'll hate her afterwards.
For all your present love, and for all the torment you are suffering on her account now.
l don't understand why she marries you.
Your money? Nonsense! There must be some good reason for that.
She is sure of your love, and some your good qualities.
She'd simply be walking to death, when she married you.
ls it possible? As if anybody would go to death deliberately? How dreadfully you look at me! To water or knife? She wants to marry me, exactly because the knife awaits her.
You don't even see what's at the root of it all! l don't understand you.
Perhaps he really doesn't understand me! They do say that you are a you know what! She loves another man.
Just as l love her, so she loves another man.
And do you know who he is? -You! - Me?! You! Didn't you know that? She has loved you ever since her birthday! Only she thinks she cannot marry you.
Everybody knows what sort of a woman l am, she says.
She's afraid of disgracing you.
She can marry me all right! She'd have drown herself, if it were not for me! She doesn't do it because l'm scarier than the water! lt is some malady of yours! All this is jealousy! You have exaggerated everything.
l seemed to know it.
l felt it, when l was coming back to Petersburg.
l did not want to come, l wished to forget all this! Good-bye! Come on! - Do you cut pages with it? -Yes! - lt's a garden knife.
- Right! - Can't l cut pages with it? - lt's new.
Can't l buy a new knife if l like?! l'm sorry.
But my head is heavy, l seem so absent-minded and nowadays ridiculous! l didn't mean to ask you any of these questions.
l forgot what l was to ask.
Take care.
Wait, prince! l'll show you the way.
Lev Nicolaievitch, l have long wished to ask you, do you believe in God? How strangely you speak and look! l meant to ask you before, many people are unbelievers nowadays.
As to faith l had 4 conversations last week.
l met one scholar in a train and we were talking for 4 hours.
He doesn't believe in god.
He was speaking outside the subject.
l was talking to non-believers, and reading their books, they don't speak on the subject.
Although it seems, they do.
That same evening l stopped at a hotel, and a dreadful murder was committed there.
Two peasants, old friends, had tea together, and were going to bed.
One noticed for the first time that his friend possessed a silver watch.
He was by no means a thief, and was a rich man.
But this watch so fascinated him that he couldn't restrain himself.
He made a sign of the cross and took a knife, raised his eyes to heaven, and saying earnestly, God forgive me! He cut his friend's throat and took the watch.
l like that! l went out for a stroll through the town, and soon observed a drunk soldier staggering about.
Buy my silver cross, sir! You shall have it for four pence! He held a cross, just taken off his own neck, evidently, a large tin one, l gave him four pence.
l could see by his face that he was pleased that he had cheated a foolish gentleman, and away he went to drink.
l will wait awhile before l condemn this Judas.
Only God knows what may be hidden in the hearts.
l came across a woman, carrying a baby in an hour.
The baby was smiling up at her, for the first time.
l saw the woman suddenly crossed herself, What is it, my good woman, l asked her.
As the mother enjoys the first smile of her child, so God feels joy, when he sees from the skies that a sinner turns and prays to Him with all his heart.
This is what she said and such a deep, refined, truly religious thought it was, in which the whole essence of Christianity was expressed.
The recognition of God as our Father, the chief idea of Christ.
She may have been the wife of the drunken soldier.
Religious feeling has nothing to do with reason, or atheism, or crime, or acts of any kind.
lt's something wrong here! And it will always be! They will always talk outside the subject! But what can we do Good-bye.
Take care.
God be with you! Lev Nicolaievitch! Have you got the cross you bought from the soldier? Yes, l have.
Show it to me.
Give it to me.
What for? l'll wear it, and you shall have mine.
You wish to exchange crosses! Very well, Parfen! That makes us brothers.
Let's go.
Mother! Here is my great friend, Prince Muishkin! We exchanged crosses.
He was like a real brother to me at Moscow.
Bless him as you would bless your own son.
Wait, let me arrange your hands for you.
She understood nothing, yet she blessed you.
She wished to do so herself.
She cannot walk, but likes to attend services in the church.
Well, goodbye.
We both must go.
Let me at least embrace you and say goodbye.
You, strange fellow! Don't be afraid though l have taken your cross, l'll not kill you for watch.
Well, take her! lt's Fate! Take her.
Remember Rogojin! Am l to blame for all this? Watch out! One ticket to Pavlofsk, 2nd class.
Your ticket, sir.
lt's a sickness.
lt's a sickness.
Rogojin told me l had been a brother to him.
That was what he said first.
What if he kills? My head goes round But is it certain, that Rogojin will kill? Nastasia Philipovna left for Pavlofsk in the morning.
She may stay there for a few days.
Your name is? Please, announce prince Lev Nicolaievitch Muishkin.
l understood.
Don't worry.
Parfen, l don't believe! l don't believe! The end
Forgive me.
l will neither forgive, nor marry you.
You haven't stood like this all night? l have.
How sensible of you.
Won't you drink some tea? Will you have no dinner? l told you l wouldn't.
Forgive me.
Do you think you are frightening me? You can stand here and eat no food.
How frightened l am! Don't you feel any resentment against me? You are quite resentful at others.
Against you? Have you studied history? l haven't studied anything.
Do you know who is the Pope of Rome? l've heard of him.
He was very angry with a certain Emperor.
The Emperor came and neither ate nor drank, but knelt before the Pope's palace for 3 days, till he should be forgiven.
And did the Emperor spent all the time vowing vengeance against the Pope? He did.
You see, then you are doing the same.
''lf l she marries me, l will remind her of all this'', ''And l will take it out of me''.
l don't know.
Maybe.
How come you don't know? l don't.
What are your thoughts, then? You rise from your chair, go past me, and l follow you with my eyes.
Your dress is rustling, and my heart sinks.
lf you leave the room, l remember every little word and action, what your voice sounded like, and what you said.
l thought of nothing all last night.
l was listening to your sleeping breath, l heard you move a little, twice.
And you never thought that you had attacked me? Maybe l did.
What if l don't forgive you? What if l don't marry you? l will drown myself.
You'd murder me before you drowned yourself.
l'll marry you not because l'm frightened of you.
l'll ruin myself, anyway.
How can l do it better? And if l do marry you, l'll be a faithful wife.
You need not doubt that, or worry.
You are not a flunkey.
l thought you were no better than a flunkey.
You are not.
No.
Pavlofsk.
June.
Old Princess Bielokonski provides most comforting news about that queer young prince.
She found him in Moscow.
He made an extremely favorable impression.
She invited him to visit her in the mornings.
And he does, and she is not tired of him.
l also inquired.
But the fortune proved to be not so big.
And the prince is not good at business.
Creditors turned up with questionable documents, or just empty-handed.
And then? The prince satisfied almost everyone, although half the claims were absolutely fraudulent.
There was no curing a fool.
But you approved of this particular fool's doings.
You begged princess Bielokonski to help him.
Nonsense! Who told you that? Was it Varvara lvolgina, or Ptitsina already? Nonsense! We won't receive her! Aglaya lvanovna! - l've been waiting for you since 9 o'clock.
-Why? Couldn't the prince find anyone better as his correspondent? Saint-Petersburg.
Wait for me.
-Your Excellency! - How do you do? Out! Get out of here! You shouldn't have! Just to show you respect.
He has gone to get his coat.
- Tell me, is he? - Never drinks in the morning.
He sometimes comes back drunk in the evening.
He passes the greater part of the evening in tears, and reads passages of Holy Scripture aloud, because our mother died five weeks ago.
He ran off because it's hard for him to talk to you.
l bet, he is trying to cheat you, and is thinking how best to do it.
Why wear a coat in holes, when you have a new one? - Did you not see it? - Shut up, dragon-fly! You're waking Lubotchka, she'll have convulsions.
Don't say that.
God bless her! This is my child, my daughter Luboff.
She was born to Elena, a deceased wife of mine, who died at birth.
This is my daughter Vera.
And this! l'm his nephew.
l have not yet finished my course, but l will, for l have a determined character.
Meanwhile, l want to be employed on the railway at 25 roubles a month.
He already gave me some money.
l had 20 roubles.
But l was so low, so base, as to lose the money.
You shouldn't have paid the bastard! To take up a new post, l had to smarten myself.
l am really like a tramp.
Just look at my boots! l only beg for 15 roubles, and l promise to repay my debt in 3 months' time.
lf he wants interest, he shall have that, too! But he doesn't want! And he doesn't go away! l will not go away until l have got what l ask.
Why are you smiling, prince? l am not smiling, but l think you are in the wrong.
Do you think, l don't know this myself? But you don't know what life is! What he has been doing? How did he buy this house? You may cut off my head, if he has not cheated you and if he is not trying to cheat you again.
You don't believe me? This has not much to do with your affairs.
Listen to me, Lebedeff.
l know, you can be business-like.
l have very little time to spare.
Excuse me, what is your Christian name? Ti-Ti-Timofey.
-And? - Lukianovitch.
He is telling lies! He's Lukian Timofeyovitch.
Why you lie about it? lt is all the same.
Does the prince care? He tells lies simply by force of habit.
ls it true? l'm Lukian Timofeyovitch.
So, why did you? - To humble myself.
-What do you mean? l if only l knew where Colia was! - l'll tell you.
- No, no! l'll do it.
He spent the night here.
This morning he went after the general whom you let out of prison by paying his debts.
He probably slept at the hotel nearby.
Colia is there, or went to see the Epanchins.
He spends days out there.
So, he is either in the hotel or in Pavlofsk.
Many things happened, while you were away.
Gavrila Ardalionovitch, when he got back the 100 thousand, has got very sick, and even left his job.
Varvara married Ptitsin.
Gavrila Ardalionovitch came to visit them in lzmailovsky regiment.
Ferdishenko disappeared.
They say, he's been drinking somewhere.
And you know about the General.
Best regards.
Totski divorced Alexandra Epanchin.
He married a French marquise, and was to be carried off to Brittany.
He'll be fine with her.
l knew nothing about your home before.
Orphans So, what? O, yes.
You know, why l am here.
Your letter brought me here.
Lukian Timofeyovitch! Don't tell me lies.
Give up serving two masters.
Rogojin has been here these three weeks.
Have you sold her to him as you had done before? Tell me the truth.
He found out everything.
He did wrong to you.
He beat you? He did! He set a bloodhound on me in Moscow.
-A terrible beast! - Lebedeff! You seem to take me for a child? ls it a fact that she left him in Moscow? lt is.
Again, on the eve of their marriage! She slipped off to Petersburg.
Save me, Lukian! Say nothing to the prince! She is afraid of you.
She shows her wisdom! You brought them together again? Excellency, how could l prevent it? l'll find out myself.
Just tell me - ls she with him? - She is by herself.
She is living with my sister-in-law, as l told you in my letter.
- She is there now? - Right.
Unless she has gone to Pavlofsk.
l am quite free, she says.
Only yesterday she boasted of her freedom.
A bad sign! lt's a pity you're drunk.
No, not at all.
How is she? A woman who is seeking.
Seeking? She is searching about, as if she'd lost something.
The mere idea of her marriage disgusts her; lt's an insult for her.
She cares as much for him as for an orange-peel.
Or, rather, treats him with fear and trembling.
She isn't talking about him.
They only meet when unavoidable.
He understands this! lt must be gone through! She's restless, mocking, deceitful, violent Deceitful and violent? She tried to pull my hair when l said something wrong! l tried to soothe her by reading the Apocalypse.
What? The Apocalypse.
The lady has a restless imagination, l noticed that she has a liking for conversation on serious subjects.
For 15 years l have studied the Apocalypse.
She agrees with me that our time is that of the third black horse, whose rider holds a measure in his hand.
Everything is ruled by measure in our century.
All men are clamoring for their rights.
''1 measure of wheat or 3 of barley a for a penny''.
And men desire freedom of mind, a pure heart, a healthy life, and all God's good gifts by pleading their rights alone.
The white horse comes next with his rider Death and is followed by Hell.
We talked about this matter when we met, and it impressed her.
- Do you believe all this? - l believe and explain it.
l am but a beggar, an atom in the scale of humanity.
Who respects Lebedeff? But in here l am equal to a noble man.
Such as the power of the mind! l am not feeling well, and my head aches.
Go to the country.
l am also going with all my children.
- To Pavlofsk too.
- Everybody goes there? lt's a pleasant place on a green hill, cheap, good music, so no wonder it is popular.
l'll stay in the lodge.
-As to the villa - Let it to me.
lf you please, prince, l could tell you something that would interest you.
A certain person visits Pavlofsk pretty often -Aglaya lvanovna - Enough! lt's not my business.
Take care.
This is the hotel.
Take the luggage.
Nicolai Ardalionovitch said, he would be back by 3.
lf he is not here at 3.
30, then he had gone to Pavlofsk, and would dine there.
Your room.
Thank you.
Step away.
Parfen! - My visit is ill-timed.
- No, it's all right! Please, welcome.
Parfen! Tell me honestly, did you know that l was coming to Petersburg? l supposed you were coming and was right.
But how was l to know that you'd come today? Why are you asking? When l jumped out of the train this morning, two eyes glared at me as yours just did.
Whose eyes may they have been? l don't know.
lt was a hallucination.
Perhaps.
l often have them.
l feel just as l did five years ago, when my fits were about to come on.
l like looking at that picture.
That picture? A man's faith might be ruined by looking at it.
So it is.
- Shall you go abroad? - l don't know.
You remember, we came up from Pskoff together? lt was cold in the train.
You are staying here for long? Yes, l'm at home.
Where else should l go to? l guessed which was your house from a 100 yards.
-Why? - l don't know.
l set eyes on this, and l said to myself that it must be yours.
Nonsense! Strange, that this troubles me so much.
lt was built by my grand-father.
The Khludyakoffs, eunuchs, used to live here.
lt's dark in here! A very dark place.
ls that your father? Right you are.
-Will you marry in here? -Yes.
- Soon? - lt doesn't depend on me.
l am not your enemy, and l will not interfere.
When you planed it in Moscow, l didn't interfere.
That first time she fled to me from you and begged to save her from you.
These are her words.
Then she ran away from me.
You found her and arranged another marriage with her.
And now she has run away from you again, right? lf it is true, l won't set eyes upon her, And l will never even come to see you again.
l've never concealed my opinion from you.
l have always told you l consider this marriage would be ruin to her.
You would also be ruined, and even more hopelessly.
lf you split, l should be pleased.
But l have no intention of trying to part you.
You need not suspect me.
l told you before that l did not love her with love, but with pity.
l think, these are the right words to say.
You said then that you understood me.
But did you really? What hatred there is in your eyes! l came to relieve your mind.
You are dear to me also.
l love you very much.
Now l shall go away and never come back.
Stay a little.
l haven't seen you for long.
When you are not with me l hate you.
l could have poisoned you at any minute.
Now, l'm talking to you, and you are dear to me again, there is no malice in my heart.
You don't believe me.
You are like your father.
You say, you love her with pity.
l have no pity for her.
She hates me.
l dream of her every night, She is laughing at me with another man.
She does laugh at me.
She thinks of marrying me as if she were changing her shoe.
- She has disgraced me.
- How? You don't believe that she She didn't disgrace me in Moscow with Zemtuznikoff? l know she did! After having fixed our marriage-day herself! - lmpossible.
- l know for sure! lsn't she like that? She won't be like that with you, but with me she certainly is! She looks on me as vermin.
Her affair with Keller, a boxer, was simply to make a laughing-stock of me.
You don't know what a fool she made of me in Moscow! And the money l spent! And you can marry her! What will come of it all? l haven't been to see her for five days.
Afraid of being turned out.
l can't even talk of the marriage.
When l can keep away no longer, l steal past the house.
Once she saw me from the window.
She asked me what l'd do if l found she'd deceived me.
l said, you know well enough.
- Does she? - Of course.
l did my best to catch her tripping in Moscow, but did not succeed.
And l beat her till she was bruised all over.
- lmpossible.
- Possible! What do you think of this, Lef Nicolaievitch? -What do you think yourself? - l can't think anything! l won't interfere with you.
l'll tell you this.
l can't understand your yielding her to me.
Don't you love her anymore? Why did you come post-haste after us? - Out of pity? -You think l'm a liar? l believe you, but don't understand.
lt seems, your pity is greater than my love.
You'll hate her afterwards.
For all your present love, and for all the torment you are suffering on her account now.
l don't understand why she marries you.
Your money? Nonsense! There must be some good reason for that.
She is sure of your love, and some your good qualities.
She'd simply be walking to death, when she married you.
ls it possible? As if anybody would go to death deliberately? How dreadfully you look at me! To water or knife? She wants to marry me, exactly because the knife awaits her.
You don't even see what's at the root of it all! l don't understand you.
Perhaps he really doesn't understand me! They do say that you are a you know what! She loves another man.
Just as l love her, so she loves another man.
And do you know who he is? -You! - Me?! You! Didn't you know that? She has loved you ever since her birthday! Only she thinks she cannot marry you.
Everybody knows what sort of a woman l am, she says.
She's afraid of disgracing you.
She can marry me all right! She'd have drown herself, if it were not for me! She doesn't do it because l'm scarier than the water! lt is some malady of yours! All this is jealousy! You have exaggerated everything.
l seemed to know it.
l felt it, when l was coming back to Petersburg.
l did not want to come, l wished to forget all this! Good-bye! Come on! - Do you cut pages with it? -Yes! - lt's a garden knife.
- Right! - Can't l cut pages with it? - lt's new.
Can't l buy a new knife if l like?! l'm sorry.
But my head is heavy, l seem so absent-minded and nowadays ridiculous! l didn't mean to ask you any of these questions.
l forgot what l was to ask.
Take care.
Wait, prince! l'll show you the way.
Lev Nicolaievitch, l have long wished to ask you, do you believe in God? How strangely you speak and look! l meant to ask you before, many people are unbelievers nowadays.
As to faith l had 4 conversations last week.
l met one scholar in a train and we were talking for 4 hours.
He doesn't believe in god.
He was speaking outside the subject.
l was talking to non-believers, and reading their books, they don't speak on the subject.
Although it seems, they do.
That same evening l stopped at a hotel, and a dreadful murder was committed there.
Two peasants, old friends, had tea together, and were going to bed.
One noticed for the first time that his friend possessed a silver watch.
He was by no means a thief, and was a rich man.
But this watch so fascinated him that he couldn't restrain himself.
He made a sign of the cross and took a knife, raised his eyes to heaven, and saying earnestly, God forgive me! He cut his friend's throat and took the watch.
l like that! l went out for a stroll through the town, and soon observed a drunk soldier staggering about.
Buy my silver cross, sir! You shall have it for four pence! He held a cross, just taken off his own neck, evidently, a large tin one, l gave him four pence.
l could see by his face that he was pleased that he had cheated a foolish gentleman, and away he went to drink.
l will wait awhile before l condemn this Judas.
Only God knows what may be hidden in the hearts.
l came across a woman, carrying a baby in an hour.
The baby was smiling up at her, for the first time.
l saw the woman suddenly crossed herself, What is it, my good woman, l asked her.
As the mother enjoys the first smile of her child, so God feels joy, when he sees from the skies that a sinner turns and prays to Him with all his heart.
This is what she said and such a deep, refined, truly religious thought it was, in which the whole essence of Christianity was expressed.
The recognition of God as our Father, the chief idea of Christ.
She may have been the wife of the drunken soldier.
Religious feeling has nothing to do with reason, or atheism, or crime, or acts of any kind.
lt's something wrong here! And it will always be! They will always talk outside the subject! But what can we do Good-bye.
Take care.
God be with you! Lev Nicolaievitch! Have you got the cross you bought from the soldier? Yes, l have.
Show it to me.
Give it to me.
What for? l'll wear it, and you shall have mine.
You wish to exchange crosses! Very well, Parfen! That makes us brothers.
Let's go.
Mother! Here is my great friend, Prince Muishkin! We exchanged crosses.
He was like a real brother to me at Moscow.
Bless him as you would bless your own son.
Wait, let me arrange your hands for you.
She understood nothing, yet she blessed you.
She wished to do so herself.
She cannot walk, but likes to attend services in the church.
Well, goodbye.
We both must go.
Let me at least embrace you and say goodbye.
You, strange fellow! Don't be afraid though l have taken your cross, l'll not kill you for watch.
Well, take her! lt's Fate! Take her.
Remember Rogojin! Am l to blame for all this? Watch out! One ticket to Pavlofsk, 2nd class.
Your ticket, sir.
lt's a sickness.
lt's a sickness.
Rogojin told me l had been a brother to him.
That was what he said first.
What if he kills? My head goes round But is it certain, that Rogojin will kill? Nastasia Philipovna left for Pavlofsk in the morning.
She may stay there for a few days.
Your name is? Please, announce prince Lev Nicolaievitch Muishkin.
l understood.
Don't worry.
Parfen, l don't believe! l don't believe! The end