Crime and Punishment
Part Seven
If i come tomorrow, i'll tell you who killed Lizaveta.
God! What would've happened with me if you weren't there! What's there now?
Scandal. Amalya Ivanovna drives everybody away. Katerina Ivanovna went searching for justice.
Dear God! Dear God! Let's go faster!
It's always the same! Stay with me!
Well, Sonya, Luzhin could have put you in jail.
Let's say, he didn't want to, but what if he wanted to?
Tell right away, what you need to! Or maybe you have come just to torment me!
You're right - to torment. Only why? Right - why?
What's up with you?
What's with you? Nothing, don't be afraid.
Remember, yesterday i wanted to tell you about Lizaveta. So now i've come to tell.
So you said it seriously yesterday? How do you know?
I know. Is he found?
No, he isn't. So how do you know about it?
Guess.
Why are you scaring me?
So can you guess then?
No! No! Take a good look.
Have you guessed?
Lord!
That's enough, Sonya. Don't torment me. What have you done to yourself!
You're weird, Sonya. You don't remember yourself. There's no one unhappier than you in the whole world!
So you won't leave me now, Sonya? No, no. Never and nowhere.
I will go with you. I will go anywhere. I will go to penal servitude! Lord! Why didn't you come earlier?
Maybe, Sonya, i don't want to go to penal servitude yet.
How could you decide on this? To rob her. Stop it, Sonya!
How come? You give your everything, but to rob her? Lord!
The money you gave Katerina Ivanovna... No, that's not that money, don't worry, Sonya.
This money mother sent me.
But that money...i even don't know if there was any money.
Eh, Sonya! I only killed a louse - useless, dirty, malignant!
This human was a louse?
I know that no louse. I'm all in all lying, Sonya!
There's completely different reasons. My head aches very badly.
My heart is evil, consider that, it can explain much!
Yes! Assume better that i'm evil, envious, foul, hostile, self-loving,
and, let's say, finally also insanity: all vices!
I said to you i could't support myself. Do you know that i could?
I got angry and didn't want to. Like a spider i squeezed myself into corner.
Didn't come out for days. Just lied and thought. Always kept asking myself.
And i understood, Sonya, that men will never get any wiser.
And i realized they have only one law:
who dares the most - that rules over them! All it takes is to dare, do you understand?
I suddely saw it as clear as the sun. To lean over and take the power!
I wanted to dare, and i killed. Here's all reason. Keep silent! You've went away from God!
By the way, when i was laying and thinking there in the darkness - that was devil instigating me, wasn't it?
Don't laugh! You don't understand a thing! I'm not laughing at all, Sonya.
I know it all, i was then thinking it all over. I suffered all anguish of that chit-chat:
about career, about Napoleon...and how then got fed up with it! I wanted to forget it all
and start all over again!
No, i didn't kill, Sonya, to help my mother - that's nonsense!
I didn't kill to take power and become benefactor of humanity - twaddle!
I simply killed, killed for myself, for myself alone!
For yourself? I simply wanted
to know sooner whether i'm a louse or a man? Can i step over or can i not?
Am i just trembling creature of have i the right? That is, to kill? Have you the right to kill?
Eh, Sonya! I wanted to tel you this one think: devil dragged me there, and later he explained
i had no right to go there, that i'm a louse as anybody else. Did i really murder old lady?
I murdered myself not the old lady. Just so - and promtly killed for all time!
And devil killed this old hag, not me. Enough, Sonya, enough! Let me alone!
What to do now? What to do? Get up!
Go now, right this minute, stand on the crossroads, kiss the ground you have desecrated,
after that bow before the whole world, to all four courners of the world, and say loudly:"I have murdered!"
Then God will send life for you again! Will you go?
You're talking about penal sevitude, Sonya, aren't you? Do i need to denounce myself, Sonya?
To take suffering on yourself, to redeem yourself with it, that is needed.
No, Sonya. I won't go to them. And how will you live? Is that even possible?
How will you talk with your mother? Lord! What am i [thinking]! You've left your mother!
How to live without a fellow man? Don't be childish!
Why go? What guild have i before them?
They themselves harass millions of people, and moreover count that as good deeds.
They're impostors and swindlers, Sonya!
[they] Will even say: you killed, but didn't dare to take money; you're a coward and a fool!
Whey won't understand anything, i won't go to them!
You'll exhaust yourself!
I, maybe, have riveted myself!
Maybe i'm still a man, not a louse! I will still give a fight!
To bear such suffering! For the rest of the life! I'll get used to it.
Have you got a cross? Of course, not!
Here, take mine, from cypress wood. I have another one left, from copper, Lizaveta's [cross].
We exchanged with her: i gave her my icon, she gave me cross.
Take it! We'll bear the cross together.
Not now. After. Yes, after. Better after!
The same way you go to suffering, you... Sofia Semyonovna, can i come in? Excuse me.
I thought so i will find you. That is i tought nothing of a kind, yet i
just thought...
There at our [place] Katerina Ivanovna has gone out of her mind!
So it is.
She ran to supervisor of Semyon Zakharovich. What was his name?
Ivan Afanasyevich. Yes, yes, that's right. She didn't find him at home,
he dines with some other general. Imagine - she rushed there,
insisted, called him right out from behind the table... You can imagine what happened there!
[they] started to chase her away, but she called him names and threw something at him.
Well, i don't know...i don't know...how she was not taken...that i can't understand.
Now she is telling everybody about it,
but it's difficult to make out - she just shout and screams.
Shouts she will take children and go on the street to play barrel-organ.
That is, not a barrel-organ, but a pan: and she will drum it
and children will sing and dance. No doubt, she's gone crazy! Sing and dance, sing and dance,
sing and dance, sing...gone crazy. I tell you - definitely gone crazy!
It is said, there appears kind of mounds on the brain when one has consumption.
I tried to convince her, but she wouldn't listen to me. No.
Convince of what? How - of what!
If man is convinced logically that he simply cannot cry -
he will not cry! That's....that's so obvious!
Some professor in Paris conducted brilliant experiments
in curing madmen by logical convincing.
He used therapeutic shower, though,
and some, of course, called his method into question, well...
Alone. Completely alone.
Maybe penal servitude is indeed better.
Don't be angry, Rodya, i came only for a minute. Brother, now i know everything.
Dmitriy Prokovyevich told me everything.
You are being harassed and followed because of some stupid and offensive suspicion.
And that one with [her] love...
I completely understand how upset everything is in you!
It's interesting: would she endure
my confession? Frogive me for twitting you earlier.
If i had such worries, i, too, would go away from everybody.
No, that one wouldn't endure.
Such [women] never endure. I'll calm down mother.
Yet, Rodya, come even once: remember that she's mother.
I came only...
to say that if you needed me
or you needed my whole life, call me and i'll come. Good bye!
Dunya!
This Razumihin is very good man. Smart, laborious, honest,
capable to love strongly. Good bye.
What are you [doing] brother, do we really
part forever that you are paying me such behests?
To hug? Just give a hand?
It doesn't matter. Farewell.
Why there's such ache?
Exactly like some "eternity on arshin of space".
Oh yes, sunset! All because of it. Refrain yourself from foolishness then.
Not to Sonya - [you] will go to Dunya!
Rodion Romanovich! Rodion Romanovich! Rodion Romanovich!
I...i'm looking for you everywhere. She carried out her intent! She took children away.
But Sonya? She's in desperation.
That is, not Sofia Semyonovna is in desperation, but Katerina Ivanovna.
Well, Sofia Semyonovna, also, is in despair.
But Katerina Ivanovna is completely in despair!
There's a farmstead, just like nightingale in forest, young widow loudly sings living in this farmstead.
Where's pan? What pan?
Ah! She took but...
Obviously, has lost it already. Lord, what a slow-witted children!
Well, what are you doing?
Come here! Come here, Kolya! Come here! Sonya, what?
Katerina Ivanovna, let's go home! Stop it, Sonya, stop it!
I already told you i won't return to this drunk german!
And we have worried you, Sonyushka, for long enough! I will feed them myself now!
Kolya, let's go.
Rodion Romanovich! Rodion Romanovich,
please, ram into this little fool that there's no wiser thing to do!
Even organ-grinders get [money]! But we? Decent orphan family!
Everyone will recognize us right away!
Katerina Ivanovna, i think that you, as future directrix of boarding-house for noble maidens...
O! Better diamond behind hills! The dream is gone!
Everybody has left us! And this petty general. You know, i threw ink-bottle at him and ran away.
Let everybody see how children of classy clerk
who every day, who all his life, it's even possible to say, died while on duty!
Let us! Let us! We will walk under his window every day!
He will lose his position, you'll see! Yes. And when the governor comes, i will drop on my knees
put these in front in say: "Protect...protect us, father!"
Madam! Madam! Modam and monsieur, s'il vous plait!
Polyuska, remember what i thought you! Let's sing in french!
Well, Polya, Polya! Madam...madam!
It's forbidden on the streets. What's forbidden?
It's all the same how i walk with barrel-organ! What's forbidden?
Polya, come on, please! I ask you! Mommy, let's better go.
Yes, we'll go, we'll perform and then go! We'll go to Neva [avenue]!
There is people from higher society there, they will notice us at once!
Madam...you need to have permit for barrel-organ, do you understand?
You're bewildering people acting like this.
Permit... I burried my husband today!
My god, what unwitty children! How unwitty you all are!
My God, and my memory, too, has gotten worse! Madam, take this, please.
Thank you. Enough! Enough!
Than you, kind sir. Thank you. Enough, madam!
Let me take you home! Oh, stop it!
Madam, you're ill! Madam! Madam! You know nothing! We're a decent family!
Simply we're driven into poverty because....
Where are children? Kolya, Lida! Revert them! Revert them!
She smashed herself to blood. No, she didn't smash herself. That comes from throat. Consumption.
Lord! She needs to be taken to my place, faster!
Carefully. Carefully. Let's go, let's go!
So. Phew, God!
What for have you lined here? Go away from here!
Faster...Go, go go!
Lie down, Katerina Ivanovna! Lie down!
Where are children?
You fools! Why did you run away?
This is how you live, Sonya. I've never been to your place.
And now it has happened! We've sucked you dry, girlie!
And now ball is over. All! Take them.
From one hand to another! That's enough for me! Clergyman would be needed!
No need.
No need for clergyman! You have got a spare ruble?
There are no sins on me! No.
God must forgive without all that! And if he doesn't, then there's no need [for forgiveness]!
Help me, Sonya.
Who's that?
An accquaintance. Squire.
In midday heat in valley in Dagestan
motionless i lied with lead in my chest...
Enough. It's time!
[they've] overdriven jade! Overexhausted herself!
She's dead.
I wanted to say that all these expenses - funeral and others - i take on myself.
I will place these two birdies and Polyechka in some good orphanage.
I'll deposit fifteen hundred rubles on their names untill they come of age,
it will be easier for Sofia Semyonovna this way. Yes, and i will help her
to start a new life. So tell Avdotya Romanovna that
i have spent her ten thousand this way.
Why have you become suddenly so generous? How distrustful you are! I've already said:
i have this money spare!
Well, and simpy out of humanity - don't you allow [such chance]?
If i don't help - Polyecka would end up just like Sofia Semyonovna now.
Moreover, deceased wasn't some louse, some old pawnbroker.
And how - for Luzhin to live and do dirty tricks, but for children to die?
How do you know?
I've already told you. Behind the wall, there!
I live at madam Resslikh's [place]. There [lives] Kapernaumov, but here [lives] madam Resslikh.
Yes! Long standing and loyal accquaintance. Neighbor.
You? I.
And i can honestly assure you, most beloved Rodion Romanovich,
i've become extraordinarily interested in you.
I said you that we would come together - and now that has happened.
Better some fight
some challenge, some attack. Svidrigailov or Porfiry.
What if Svidrigailov goes to Porfiry?
Good day, Rodion Romanovich. Good, how are you.
Office for the dead, as i arranged it, will be conducted accurately twice a day.
I took care of funeral, too. You'll come tomorrow?
Yes, yes, in any case.
Well, i won't come. That's enough funerals for me.
Why, Rodion Romanovich, you are not quite yourself? Right! Listen and look
as is you didn't understand anything.
I need to talk with you. Tomorrow. Do you know tavern on Zabalkanskiy avenue?
I will be there from half past two until five. My regards.
Rodion Romanovich! Every man needs air, air! Before all else!
So it is!
I don't give a damn about you with all your secrets. I simply came to find out
for sure: are you crazy or not.
And?
Only pervert and scoundrel can perform such [thing] with his mother and sister;
or - lunatic. Consequently - you're crazy.
So?
So...So you're sitting and eating beef as if haven't had a bite in three days.
Exactly. Three!
Lunatics, let's say, also eat that, but you're no lunatic!
I swear! Most of all - you're not crazy!
Enough. That was just to distract my soul.
By the way: about this murder...of the old lady. Murderer is found. One of those decorators.
All this scene of brawl and laughter - remember, we talked about that?
All this they intentionally acted out. To mislead. Well? What [do you think]?
It's hard to believe. He explained everything, he confessed himself.
Genius of disguise! And how i failed!
I defended them, literally climed up the walls! How do you know?
Porfiry. He explained me everything.
Psychologically.
Your mother is really sick from yesterday. Avdotya Romanovna is not herself.
God with you. I don't know what to do now. What will you do?
What's your business with that? Watch out, you'll start drinking.
How did you...knew that? Anyway, it's just: i will start drinking.
I talked about you with my sister yesterday.
I told her you were a very good man.
I didn't thell that you loved her: she knows it herself.
Knows...herself?
She herself can grow fond of you and maybe - she already has.
Well now...
I tell you one more time: wherever i went - stay with them.
I, so to say...entrust them to you, Razumihin.
Rodyka! Rodyka!
Don't you see! Oh, hell! Where have you intended to go?
Wait, if that's secret - let it be so. I recognize secrets! I am sure that's some nonsense!
Small matters! You're just so! Rodyka - you're a wonderful man!
The very best!
I wanted to tell you that you decided well earlier.
So that not to find out any secrets. Leave it for now, you'll find out everything in right time
and precisely then, when it will be needed.
Yesterday one man told me that man needed air. Air!
So Avdotya Romanovna comes to you, and you'll go now to man who says:
"More air is needed, air!"
So, must be, this letter... It...somewhat...the same...
What letter? She received letter today
and unsettled her very much.
I started to talk about you - she asked me to keep silent.
I...later she said, maybe, we would be separating soon.
After that she went away, locked herself in.
Well, Rodyka...and i'm a fool! How bad from my side!
What are you talking about?
I...i also thought...one time... Anyway...nonsense! nonsense!
Forgive me and goodbye, Rodya! I won't be drinking! There's no need now...you're lying!
So you thought it after all!
But why Porfiry is turning away his eyes?
No, Porfiry can't believe that murderer - is Mikolyka. What's he thinking then?
What if Svidrigailov has already been to him? He could have done so during these days!
Right, why would he? How - why?
But Dunya? If he still has some intentions involving her:
now he can threaten me or threaten her directly saying he'll denounce me.
Yes, in that case he's hardly denounced me already.
But letter? Wasn't it from him? To find Svidrigailov right away and find out everything.
You didn't expect a visitor, Rodion Romanovich!
I wanted to come by for a long time. Now i'm passing by, and i think - why not to have a look.
To pay a visit for five minutes. Are you going somewhere? Well, i won't delay you.
Only one cigarette, if you don't mind.
I've come to explain myself, dear Rodion Romanovich, to explain myself!
Strange scene happened between us last time, so to say,
Rodion Romanovich.
I feel that i find myself very guilty before you.
You're lying, you're lying!!! Then i remembered that article of yours
in the magazine!
When we talked about it, i defamed [it] -
but only to challenge you to the following.
And now i'll tell i really love, like a [amateur] that is,
this first, young, flaming attempt of quill.
Smoke, fog, string sings in the fog...
All these feelings are familiar to me. Yes, and i read your article like well-known.
It was composed during sleepless nights and despair, with thrill
and beating of the heart, with depressed enthusiasm.
Your article is heavy-handed and fantastic, yet there can be noticed such sincerity in it,
there is such young pride and incorruptibility, there is courage of despair.
It is a sombre article, and that's good! I read it then and thought:
"Oh, it won't be so with this man!" See, Rodion Romanovich!
All to the same. So, how was that there not to turn to the well-known side?
And i already had Mikolyka in my hands, yes! And with facts already!
And you just try to get ahold of your passions - investigator, too, is a man!
Denies, he denies everything.
Lord, is it really? And what do you think:
that i didn't conduct rummage in your place? I did, i did, he-he,
i did, when you were lying sick on the bed. I did!
Not officialy and not by myself, but i did! Everything was looked trough till the last hair,
after the very first trace; yet - ???! Nothing!
So now, Rodion Romanovich, that way i came to the last posts
and just as i stuck them headfirst, i got wiser.
No, i say it was me! Well, if one wants, it can be explained till the very last detail
and in completely different direction, and it will seem even more natural!
No, i think i need just a little bit, just a tiny bit
but so that it could be taken in hands!
And when i heard then about these bells of yours, then i even became petrified
and even began to tremble all over. Well, i think - this is it!
I would have given thousand rubles that instant only to have a look at you with my own eyes.
How you went alongside that philistine, after he called you a murderer right in your face.
And you didn't dare to ask anything.
Is he denying everything or not?!
If only Mikolyka hadn't burst in. Do you remember? That was a thunder!
My sin! I'm a murderer! And how did i meet him?
I didn't believe him a dime! Not even a little bit!
That is the meaning of strengthening, like a diamond! No, i think: morgen-fri! What Mikolyka can there be!
And Razumihin told me that you still accuse Nikolai.
Firstly, it is still underage child,
not that a covard, but so like some artist or something.
Petersburg has influenced him strongly, especially womankind, well, and wine.
Mityka!
Will it be eight o'clock soon? Are you hurrying somewhere?
Are princesses waiting? But he's
from old-believers, plausibly just a sectarian, there have been [runners] in his kin.
In his village he spent two years under spiritual guidance of some monk.
Well, in prison, it seems, he has remembered this honest monk, yes, and Bible, too.
Do you know what "to suffer" means for them?
It's not like simply "need to suffer" for somebody!
To accept, that is, suffering, well, but from powers - even worse!
To take suffering on onself, to amend oneself with them, that is needed.
No, dear Rodion Romanovich, it is not Mikolyka! It is fantastic deal, a sombre deal.
Event of our times!
When man's heart loses its brightenss, when phrase that blood "refreshes" is cited,
when all life is preached in comfort!
No...that's book-dreams, that's decisiveness of a special kind!
Decided, just as fell off the bell-tower. Forgot to close door behind you;
didn't know how to take money, and that what you did take, you hid under a stone.
It was little for him to endure suffering when he forced through the door and rang the bell!
No, he goes once more to remember this bell
he needed to experience coldness on his back again!
Well, that, let's say, was in sickness, but still some more: he's killed two
but manifests himself as a honest man, he dispises men, walks like a pale angel.
What Mikolyka can there be, dear Rodion Romanovich, there's no Mikolyka!
And who did kill?
How - who did kill? You killed, Rodion Romanovich!
You killed...you, Rodion Romanovich, seem you have misunderstood me.
I came exactly to tell everything and bring out the case to publicity.
I didn't kill.
You did, Rodion Romanovich, and no one else.
You're back to you old song, Porfiry Petrovich. All the same methods!
Fully, why do i need these methods now?
Whether you confess or not - in this minute it doesn't matter.
I'm convinced about myself even without you.
If that's so, i ask you previous question: why don't you take me to the prison?
Why should i put you behind bars now?
You know it yoursef if you ask.
And i've said to you: all this psychology has two ends.
And, except for this, i have nothing else against you for the present.
And although i will still imprison you - about what i came to inform you -
i will tell you directly, that it wouldn't be gainfully to me.
Oh, that's why you came! Not only!
Being completely honest to you, believe it or not, a propose you an open deal:
to hand in submission of culpability. Listen,
that's not only ridiculous, but even shameless!
You tell yourself that you have nothing [on me]!
And what if you're totally mistaken?
I'm not mistaken, Rodion Romanovich. I have such lead: God sent it.
What lead?
The same? This bell?
I won't tell, and i'm not obliged to tell you everything, to lay out all at once, am i?
Anyway, when i don't have a right to put it off for any longer: i'll imprison you.
Behind bars?
Rodion Romanovich, not exactly, mark my words.
Maybe, not exactly "behind bars"! That's just a theory!
But...imprison you - well, a month, two, well, three you will sit - and then suddenly you'll show up.
To show up right now - that's immeasurably profitable for you.
That is why? How - why?
Do you know what decrease follows from that?
Then when you will show up? When somebody else has already taken crime upon himself!
And i will arrange that...your confession, too, will be completely unexpected.
I'll destroy all this psychology, all these suspicions against you
i'll turn to nothing - so that your crime will turn out as a darkening,
and on conscience it is in truth darker. I'm a honest man, Rodion Romanovich,
i keep my word!
Eh, no need! It's not worth it! I don't need your decrease at all!
I was afraid of that! Well, how don't you need decrease, how don't you?
You're an impatient man!
Why do you spurn life! Maybe there us much of it ahead!
Don't you believe that? I don't give a damn.
Yes! You don't give a damn. You thought up a theory and became ashamed that it didn't turn out very original.
It turned out really mean, that's right - but you
however are not so hopeless dastard! At any rate, you didn't goad on yourself for long, but
at once went to final posts.
But why did you chicken out now? Now it's too late for getting scared.
It's justice now. So fulfil what it demands!
I know you don't believe, you consider my words to be a well-memorized sermon.
Don't speculate shrewdly! Give yourself up to life frankly,
without reflecting on it, [life] will endure. What do you know, maybe God is saving you for something.
All you need now is air, air! Air!
What are you?! What kind of prohet?!
What am i? I am a goner, nothing more.
Let's say, able to feel, able to sympathize with and man who knows some things, but definately a goner!
But you - completely different issue!
Maybe God has prepared a life for you. So what that you won't be seen for a long time!
The issue is not within time, but within yourself. Become the sun - and everybody will see you!
Why are you smiling: that i am such a Schiller?
Yes, and i bet you assume i cajole towards you!
Well, maybe i really am cajoling!
And when do you think to arrest me? Well...
I can let you walk around a day or two. Think about it, buddy!
Say your prayers. And that's gainful.
But what if i run away? No, you won't run.
You don't believe in your theory anymore - with what will you run away?
You can't do without us.
Mikolyka can, and that's correct [of him] to want suffering.
But you will stop short of that. Don't laugh, this deal's good.
And you do need a change of air.
Are you intending to take a walk?
Evening will be nice, if only there would be no storm.
Anyhow, that's better if freshens up.
Porfiry Petrovich, don't take it into your head that today i confessed to you.
You're a strange man, i listened to you only because of curiousity.
Yet i didn't confess in anything. Remember that.
Yes, i know, i remember. Don't worry, dear, let your will come true.
I have one more request...delicate, yet important.
If it happened so - which i, by the way, don't believe - that you had this notion, so to say,
to end things somehow differently in these forty-fifty hours,
in some fantastic way - to put hands on yourself...embarassing presumption,
forgive me for that, leave a short but explanatory note.
And remember about the stone. It wil be better...
Well, good bye. Good thoughts, good beginnings!
No, Svidrigailov hasn't gone to him!
And won't go.
And even if Svidrigailov suddenly fancies to denounce - i don't give a damn.
I'm fed up wit all this! Just a waste of time. No, there's something else, something important!
I still think you have in yourself something common with me.
What a nonsense!
What could we have in common? Even in malevolence. What do i expect from him?
I am expecting something. Something new! Some way out or what.
At any case, if he's plotting something against Dunya - then...
Then i'll kill him.
Lord, why did i come here?
Well, well! Come in in you want to. I'm here!