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Authors: Vladimir Nabokov
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OSHIVENSKI
My little tavernâremember? Eh? Nice little tavern, wasn't it, eh? The passing legs, eh? Look at us now. Nothing but a fourth-class ticket to join our ancestors.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
You're so pale! Honey, what's the matter? You look like a ghost.
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MARIANNA
Oh, please don't look at me like that. Please don't.
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OSHIVENSKI
(getting up)
Well, Zhenya, wish me luck. I'm off to confabulate with the landlady. Perhaps she'll take pity on us.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Go ahead, go ahead. Marianna and I will stay here and have a cup of tea. Oh, I forgotâall the china is packed. Forgive me.
(Oshivenski has left.)
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MARIANNA
Yevghenia Vasilyevna, I've had a catastrophe.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
I can see, I can see, dearâyou're so listless, so quiet, that I hardly recognize you.
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MARIANNA
A terrible catastrophe. I just saw the first screening.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
What screening was that, dear?
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MARIANNA
Oh, you knowâI had a part in a film. And yesterday the picture was screened for the first time.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Then what was the catastrophe? A fire, or what?
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MARIANNA
Yes, a fire. Everything I had has been destroyedâmy dreams, my faith in myself, my life. I'm totally ruined.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Oh, yes, by the wayâthere was a favor I wanted to ask you, darling. But we can talk about it later. Tell me what happened.
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MARIANNA
I saw myself on the screen. It was monstrous. I had waited with such anticipation for the moment when I would see myself, and finally that moment came. An absolute horror. In one place, for instance, I'm lying flat on the couch and then I get up. When we were shooting, I thought I was so graceful, so vivacious. But when I saw myself on the screen, Yevghenia Vasilyevna, I got upâexcuse the expression-bottom first....I stuck out my behind and made such a clumsy turn! And it was like that all the way through. Artificial, horrendous gestures. And here that lousy Pia Mora glides around like a swan. It's mortifying....
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
It's not as bad as all that, darling. You should see how I came out on my passport photo. A mug you wouldn't believe.
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MARIANNA
And that's only the beginning: this was just a private screening for us. But now the film is going to be shown all over Berlin, and then all over the world, and with it my ridiculous gestures and grimaces, my unbelievable gait....
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Here's what I wanted to ask you, my dear. We have to move and we don't have a penny. Do you think you might be able to make us a loan of fifty marks or so?
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MARIANNA
A loan? Oh, so that's what you were talking about....I guess I'm walking around in a kind of fog today. No, Yevghenia Vasilyevna, I'm broke too. I spent all my earnings on dresses.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Shame on you, you clotheshorse. Well, I guess that's that....
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MARIANNA
On dresses! I bought myself a beautiful, white, Paris original. And you know for what? So I could.... Oh, there's no use talking about it!...
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Tell me, tell meâyou know, I wouldn't breathe a word, I never gossip.
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MARIANNA
I couldn't care less about the film. That's not it at all. The point is that I fell in love, fell in love like an idiot. Got hooked, in other words. And he left me. That's all there is to it.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Who was it? Some German?
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MARIANNA
He could have been a German or a Chinamanâwhat difference does it make?...Or an American.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Time heals all wounds, dear. Things aren't easy for any of us. Little Mara, your namesake and my granddaughter, was also abandoned by her husband. All because they got married in a civil ceremony. Yes, life isn't easy. What will become of my old Vitya and me now? Where do we go? I have absolutely no idea.
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MARIANNA
Yevghenia Vasilyevna, may I make a phone call?
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Go into that room over there. The tenant left but the telephone is still connected. Don't worry, there's no one there.
(Marianna leaves by the door in the rear wall. Grunting and holding up the hem of her skirt, Mrs. Oshivenski shoves a suitcase into a corner with her foot. She bends over and checks the lock. There is a knock at the door.)
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
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Come in.
Herein.
(Kuznetsoff hurries in.)
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KUZNETSOFF
Quite a mess you have here.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Oh, thanks for dropping by....Very kind of you....
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KUZNETSOFF
My wife gave me your message. I came for the parcel.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Yes, yes, of course.... Thank you so much.
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KUZNETSOFF
I'm in a hurry.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Oh, but my husband wanted to have a chat with you. It was about something very important.
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KUZNETSOFF
My train leaves at seven. I have to make one more stop before my departure.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
My husband is downstairsâhe'll be here in a minute. Couldn't you just wait for him, my dear sir?
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KUZNETSOFF
I can't right now. By the way, your parcel is pretty hefty. If you wish I can look in again on my way to the station.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Oh, that would be so nice! Here's the addressâis it clear?
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KUZNETSOFF
Yes, certainly. Only now it's not Morskaya Street but Herzen Street.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
What do we know: Herzen, Trotskyâwho can tell them apart.... Don't lose the parcel. Regards to dear Olga Pavlovna.
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KUZNETSOFF
NoâI've already said good-by to her. So long. I'll drop by in half an hour.
(leaves)
(Marianna returns, listlessly crosses the room, listlessly sinks into a chair.)
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MARIANNA
He's gone.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
You mean Kolya, dear?
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MARIANNA
(angrily)
And good riddance! It's best that way.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
The world is full of ways. In my time there was only oneâstraight and simple, while nowadays there is any number of themâtwisted ones, crooked ones. We're being buffeted right and left. And you want me to tell you where it all comes from, what the root of the evil isâ
(Oshivenski enters.)
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OSHIVENSKI
No luck. She started talking about the police,
(sits down and drums on the table)
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
What will become of us now? Oh my Lord....
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OSHIVENSKI
Just don't you start whimpering.
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MARIANNA
I'll be running along.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
You do look dejected today, dear. Well, go on and God bless you. Things aren't very joyful here either.
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OSHIVENSKI
Good-by and good luck. We'll meet in Paradise, God willing.
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MARIANNA
(apathetically)
Yes, yes, we'll phone each other some time,
(leaves)
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OSHIVENSKI
Floozie!
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Vitya, I didn't want to say it in front of her, or else all of Berlin would find out that our house is frequented by Bolsheviks.
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came for the parcel.
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OSHIVENSKI
Why didn't you ask him to wait? You're really something!
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Just a minute....He promised to stop by again before he leaves,
(knock at the door)
Come in.
Herein.
(Fyodor Fyodorovich enters; he is wearing a khaki suit with a belted jacket, and carries a walking stick.)
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
I ran into Marianna Sergeyevna right outside your building and, can you imagine, she didn't recognize me. Downright amazing!
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Well, what's new, Fyodor Fyodorovich? Did you find something?
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
I did. Five Paradise Street, care of Engel; courtyard entrance, fifth floor. Unprepossessing but extremely cheap room.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
How much is it?
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
Twenty-five. Including gas lighting and use of kitchen.
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OSHIVENSKI
This is all idle talk.... We can't move out of here without paying anyway. And not a pfennig to our name.
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
Now don't you worry, Victor Ivanovich. It's true I don't have any money either, but I think I can come up with some by tomorrow.
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OSHIVENSKI
We've got to move out today.
(strikes the table)
Anyway, that's beside the point. If we don't croak here, we'll croak there....
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Oh, Vitya, stop saying such horrid things. Fyodor Fyodorovich, did you say use of the kitchen was included?
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
Absolutely. Want to go have a look at it right now?
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Yesâlet's, dear. Why waste time?
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
As for me, I'm in a really jolly mood today. A pal of mine in Paris bought four taxicabs and is hiring me as a driver. He's even sending money for my ticket. I'm already working on my visa.
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OSHIVENSKI
(through clenched teeth, shaking his head in time to the words)
Oh, isn't life wonderful!
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
Of course it's wonderful. I like variety. I'm grateful to Communismâit made us discover the whole wide world. Now I'm going to see Parisânew city, new impressions, the Eiffel Tower. It's a great feeling....
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
All right, I'm ready. Let's go.
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OSHIVENSKI
(to Fyodor Fyodorovich)
You and your Eiffel Tower....Oh, well....
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
Now don't you worry, Victor Ivanovich. Everything will be fine. You'll see. The room is clean, I'd even say very clean.
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MRS. OSHIVENSKI
Come, dear, hurry up.
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FYODOR FYODOROVICH
Bye-bye, Victor Ivanovich.
(Fyodor Fyodorovich and Mrs. Oshivenski leave. Oshivenski sits motionless for some time, hunched over and with the fingers of his hand, numbed by the drumming, outspread on the edge of the table. Then, outside the window, the squeaky, cracking strains of a very poorly played violin become audible. It is the same melody that Olga Pavlovna heard at the opening of A ct II.)
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OSHIVENSKI
Oh, that damn music! I'd like to take those catgut scrapers and...
(With a loud banging Kuznetsoff hurries in, carrying a suitcase. He, too, hears the violin and, while setting down the suitcase, holds it for a second in midair. The music breaks off.)
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KUZNETSOFF
That's amusingâI know that tune,
(sits down)
So. At your service.
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OSHIVENSKI
You see me in a moment of dire distress. I wanted to ask for your help.
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KUZNETSOFF
I heard your little tavern folded, isn't that so?
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OSHIVENSKI
That's the whole point. I invested every last penny in it. Everything went down the drain.
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KUZNETSOFF
Is this furniture yours?
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OSHIVENSKI
No. It came with the room. I don't have anything of my own.
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KUZNETSOFF
So what do you plan to do now?
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OSHIVENSKI
That's the problem. Do you think you might be able to give me some kind of advice? I'd really like to have some advice from you.