Elia
Crime and Punishment
No need to sniff it, soup's good.
What thing i am planning to do,
but what small circumstaces i am afraid!
Housekeeper.
Well, i am in debt
but anyway...after what am i now going?
Am i really capable...of "that"?
Yes, i amuse myself for fantasy's sake. Plaything.
I even know how many steps are from here:
exactly eight hundred and thirty
People are most afraid of new step, of new personal word they are afraid the most.
Yes, everything is in one's hands
and all goes past his nose because of his covardice...
You hatter! German hatter!
I knew that! Some folly like this, some simple trivia can ruin everything.
Yes, hat's too conspicious, i need peaked cap
otherwise this fool.....will notice and remember.
Just one lead...
Janitor of this house...
doesn't see, that's good.
Looks like someone's moving away from here.
Only one apartment is left
occupied.
What's going on with me! My nerves are gone completely weak.
Good day, Alyona Ivanovna. Raskolnikov, student.
I came to you month ago.
What do you want?
Ah, see...i...
brought pawn.
Well, and previous pawn time's up.
Month is over already a couple of days.
I will give you interest from month. Just bare a little bit.
And what is my good will, dear? - to bear or to sell your thing right away?
Will you give much for the watch, Alyona Ivanovna?
You come with small articles, dear. This doesn't cost anything.
Just give four rubles, that's my fathers, i will buy out.
I will recieve [money] soon.
Ruble and a half. and percent onward... if you want.
Ruble and a half...
That's right.
OK.
That's bureau, must be upper chest.
But she has got another key in the bundle, thrice larger than others.
It's definately not for bureau.
There must be another case or hideaway.
And, anyway, how mean it all is.
It's fifteen kopeck for this ruble from you, and for previous two rubles another twenty kopeck
thirty five kopeck altogether. Now you get ruble and fifteen kopeck for your watch.
How?
Ruble and fifteen already?
Exactly. Here you go.
I will come to you again
and bring good thing...silver cigarette-case.
And then we will talk, dear. Now go.
What tidiness. Go, go!
Not a botch, Lizaveta's work.
Are you home all alone?
And where is your sister?
What business do you have with her, dear?
Nothing special.
I just asked. Goodby, Alyona Ivanovna.
Go, go, go!
Oh my god!
All this is disgusting
dirty...foul...disgusting disgusting
[drunk man singing]
Allow me, dear sir, to address you with decent talk?
Marmeladov, that's the surname.
Titular councillor.
May i know...do you work?
No, i study.
Student, that must be. Or former student. I thought so.
Experience, dear sir, frequent experience.
Allow me...
Privation, beloved sir, is not a vice.
I know that boozing is not a benefactor, that's even worse.
but poverty, good sir, poverty - that's vice.
Has it happend to you, young man,
to go and ask for a hopeless loan?
It has happened.
That is, what do you mean - hopeless?
That is completely hopeless,
knowing in advance that there is no way you will get the money.
Well, why would he lend me money, knowing i won't pay it back?
So knowing beforehand that he will not lend, you all the same go and...
Then why go?
But if there's noone? If there's nowhere else to go?
It must be so that every man had at least someplace to go.
When...my own daughter
went by the yellow ticket
and my daughter lives by the yellow ticket.
Nothing, nothing, dear sir, nothing, let it be.
Although i'm a pig...
With knobs on!
although i'm a scoundrel
and Kateryna Ivanovna, my wife, exclusively educated,
daughter of an officer.
I married her already a widow with three children
youngest still on her hands, crying, weeping, wringing her hands
she came.
There was nowhere else to go.
[drukn man singing]
And by that time my daughter, Sonya, from my first marriage, grew up.
Well, she suffered from her stepmother,
but i keep silence about that.
Now i address you, young man,
with a private question.
How do you think: can young honest girl
doing decent work earn much?
Ha, fifteen kopeck a day...
Yes, fifteen kopeck.
and that's never letting her hands rest.
But there's hugry children
and i see, about six o'clock, Sonyechka stood up
took her cloak
and left the apartment.
And about nine o'clock she returned
went to Kateryna Ivanovna
and put on the table
thirty rubles before her.
She didn't say a word doing this
only put a big green kerchief over her head
laid in the bed facing the wall.
Yes...and i was sleeping...drunk then.
Make way!
Innkeeper, give vodka!
We have cucmbers, biscuits, stockfish.
Don't sit there, attend upon them!
Now, look at me,
i've been fifth day out of my home, lost my job, and my uniform
lies in pub near Egyptian bridge.
And this one i got in change....
and everything...everything's over.
Today
i was at Sonya's
went to ask money for my hangover.
And she gave indeed?!
And this here half-quart i bought with her money.
Thirty kopeck she gave. Last ones, i saw it myself.
Well, dear sir, do you pity me or not?
Just say it, dear sir! Pity or not!
And why feel sorry for you?
To pity me? What for?
Why pity me?
There's nothing to pity me for.
I need to be crucified not felt sorry for!
He...He will take pity.
He took pity on everybody, died for everybody.
He alone is judge!
Named a sentence...judge!
????
Come here, He'll say, you, too! Come, drunkards! Come, weaklings!
And He'll say:
You're pigs. You're made after image of beast, but come here you too.
He'll spread out His hands and lift us
and we'll start crying...and we will understand everything.
Lord! God! Let Thy kingdom come!
Let's go, dear sir, escort me.
I'm not afraid she'll tear my hair,
that's small matter, let her hit me, let...
I'm afraid of her eyes, yes, yes, eyes.
Of red spots on cheeks i'm also afraid,
and breathing.
Do you know how it is with this illness
when one's feelings are being stirred up?
And i'm afraid of children's crying.
Higher, beloved sir, fourth floor.
Apartment of Amalya Fyodorovna Liepevekhsel.
You returned.
Jailbird, brute, where's money? Where's money?
What's in your pockets? Show me!
And suit's not the same. Where's the suit? Where's money? Oh, Lord...
Did you really drink away everything?
Twelve rubles...oh, Lord.
Just wait, Amalya hasn't hear it yet.
And this makes me pleasure!
This doesn't make me pain, rather pleasure, beloved sir.
Drank away everything...accured life.
Shcandal again? Gott der...
Schandal again? And you drank with him?
Are you not ashamed? Get out.
Don't pay mhoney for aphartment, Tomorrow....
Amalya Ludvigovna, i ask to remember...
I am not Amalya Ludvigovna, I'm... I ask you to remember...
Get up! Why are you sleeping? It's ten o'clock already.
Do you want tea?
From housekeeper?
From housekepper? Mine.
But Praskovya Pavlovna want to complain to the police about you.
To the police? What does she want?
You don't pay money, don't leave the flat. It's obvious what she wants.
And, by the way, she's a fool. I'll come by today and talk to her.
Fool or no fool, but you? Clever? You just lie like a sack.
Before, you say, you taught children? But now? Why do you do nothing?
I do.
What do you do? Work.
What work?
I think.
Have you thought up much money already?
For children you get paid only copper. How much can you do with dimes?
And you what? Want all capital at once?
Yes. All capital.
Better slowly, otherwise you'll ruin everything.
Yes...i forgot.
Yesterday there came a letter for you.
Give....
I gave my three kopeck to postman.
Here you go.
Just go away sooner, for god's sake! Go!
Dear Rodya...
It's been two month already since i can't talk to you through letters,
but don't blame me.
When you wrote that you've heard as if Dunya in house of Svidrigailov's suffers
much rudeness, what could i write to you?
The thing is that when she started out in their house as a governess last year
she took hundred rubles in advance
to send sixty rubles to you.
I was deceived then that it was from money Dunyecka had saved up.
It was not possible to leave service without paying back debt.
And Svidrigailov himself treated Dunyechka very roughly,
was impolite, ridiculed her and finally didn't contain himself
and made clearly undecent proposal to Dunyechka.
He promised to leave everything behind
and to go with her abroad.
Svidrigailov...
..sudden resolution..Marfa Petrovna incidentally overheard her husband begging Dunyechka in garden and, misunderstanding all, blamed her for everything.
Awful scene, she even hit Dunyechka.
All month there were rumors in the town, all acquaintances ceased to bow,
housekeeper demanded to leave the flat... It's month and a half since she's home, and a month ago...
But a month ago...
Alyona Ivanovna, good day.
Acquaintance of yours gave me the address. Student.
And my surname is Raskolnikov. I brought...one thing...here.
I will buy out..soon. I especially... This is a gift from my sister.
Two rubles.
How - two rubles?
And that's still not worth it. You can buy new from a jeweller for ruble and a half.
OK.
...what? Alyona Ivanovna saved you? ????
Let it be so. She's swell, you can always borrow money from her.
Rich like Cresus. She coud give you five thousand right away only....
Only she's a terrible bitch: didn't pay on time and - everything's over - your pawn is gone.
And in her testament she's already willed all money to monastery.
But how do you know?
Lizaveta, her sister...
How curious it is! Such a coincidence.
I'm just from there and they're [talking] about her.
What's this?: a coincidene or a sign?
No, look, what i'll tell you -
i'd kill and rob this old hag. I don't lie to you, without any worms of conscience.
No, stop, i was only kidding, of course, but look:
stupid, insignificant, evil hag on one hand
and, on the other, hundreds of thousands families dying in poverty.
For one life, thousands of lives saved...
One life...and hundred lives in its place.
That's simple math.
Arithmetic...
Arithmetic:
one life and thousands of lives
i've already heard all of this,
all these young talks,
but why exactly this
heard that time?
Why almost all criminals are caught so easily?
What? Is it impossible to hide trace?
No.
Cause is in felon himself.
Almost everyone submits to some downfall of will and eclipse of reason.
It's like a disease.
That's all.
Pawn.
No...
Axe, certainly axe
Housekeeper has one...and it's easy to get.
But how to carry it on the street?
To hide in the coat.
And what? To hold with hand?
No, that's conspicious.
Noose. Blade in the noose...
like this...like this...
and handle can be held from the pocket
so that it wouldn't sway...this won't...can't be observable.
Oh god, what an absurdity..
...monstrous...
...impossible...
Althou...i'm just simply so...dreaming.
Do you remember conversation about crime?
Only with me there will be no sickness.
Can't be.
Because this is no crime.
All this was in favour to that unexpected event because of which, i must tell you, all our destiny is now changing.
You know, dear Rodya, that there emerged suitor for Avdotya and that she has already given her approval.
Already? When? Pyotr Petrovich Luzhin, ??? counsellor, distant relative of Marfa Petrovna...was receivied...
...drank coffee...
On the next day sent a letter...proposal... asked for prompt and decisive answer...
..on the next day?
Serves in two places, already has his own fortune, determined yet enemy of prejudice...
On the second visit already received approval...what?!
What?!
This wedding will not be as long as i live. Will not be.
To hell with mister Luzhin. No, mom, no, Dunya, you will not deceive me.
During conversation he said somehow that earlier, yet not knowing Dunya,
he prefered to take honest girl but without dowry.
A girl who already has suffered poor situation because, as he explained, husband never must be
under an obligation towards his wife, and it's more preferable if wife will consider husband her benefactor...
He expressed it somehow lightlier.
I remember only one idea...
yet it striked me as little bit too harsh.
Oh, a little bit!
Mom...but Dunya? what Dunya?
Words are not deeds, mommy.
Thou he's not a man of much education yet clever.
And it seems...
decent.
"It seems"? And sh's going to marry this "it seems"?
Pyotr Petrovich are now hurrying to Petersburg,
he has big business there, he's going to open a public lawers office.
It's decided already that I and Dunya
are soon going to Petersburg...maybe even in a week.
Pyotr Petrovich was so kind
to take on himself part of expenses, that is, dispatching of our luggage, big chest through his acquaintances.
And there deluded a little bit.
That's cheaper than a trip, and maybe it will be free of charge for him.
It is ninety verst from here to railway.
I've already arranged with a cabman.
In a cart...???...a bride...
And farther we will travel in third class.
Thousand versts....
Notwithsanding this is your fiancee, mister Luzhin.
It has to be though of arrival in Petersburg, too. It's not good to turn ap without a dime in pocket,
for first couple of days, at least.
What do you lot upon, mommy?
Well, i, you know, sometimes borrow on account of my pension from local mechant Afanasy Ivanovich Vakhrushyn..
From Vakhrushyn? On account of pension? And after then?
And now, when everybody's got to know that Dunya is going to marry Pyotr Petrovich,
my credit has increased and Afanasy Ivanovich will entrust me even up to seventy five rubles...
So on coming days i will send you twenty five rubles...or even thirty.
Ah...ah, that's the whole deal.
They don't think of themselves. Not for her own good Dunya is going to marry.
Well, of course, not from his...not her side...
there is particular love.
And what is? Respect?
Towards Luzhin?
Yet he is obvious to you, Avdotya Romanovna, he doesn't take you as wife
but as lawful hostage.
You are only one for us, both for me and Dunya,
you are our everything.
Whole hope.
All our expectation.
What did you actually think of me?
No, Dunyechka, no, mom, i don't want your sacrifice, i don't accept.
There is no way this will happen as long as i live, no way.
No way...but what will i do so that this won't happen?
Hey you, Svidrigailov, what do you want?
Just get out! How dare you!
That's enough, gentlemen! No fighting in public places!
You, what do you want? Who are you?
I want you. I'm former student, Raskolnikov. Let's go, i will show you something.
You see? Totally drunk.
Who knows of what kind of people she is, but doesn't look like a profession.
Most likely she was deceived and made drunk somewhere, maybe first time, and she's let on the street.
Well, she is clothed, not dressed by herself. And now look here.
Trust me, he was following her.
And now he's waiting for me to go away. What do we do no to give her away but to take home?
Miss, hey, miss, where do you live?
Go!...
Oh, how bad! What a shame. And...and so...misfortune.
Here's twenty kopeck. Take a cabman and bid him to take her to her address.
If only she said where to take her, otherwise... Miss, hey, miss...where will you order to...
Where do you have apartment? Phe, shameless person, doesn't leave in peace
Don't worry, i won't let...
Listen up! Hey! Just leave it! Let them have fun!
What have you to do with this?
Went away with my twenty kopeck.
Just let him take that gentleman, too, and let the girl with him...and it ends with that.
Why did i intervene? Just let them...
swallow one another alive.
Poor gir...yet that's how it ought to be.
Such percentage, they say, must go every year down the drain so as not to trouble others.
But what if Dunyechka falls into this percentage?
Do you still say your prayers as before?
Remember, dear, how already in your childhood when your father was alive you used to say prayers sitting on my knees
and how we all were happy then.
Daddy, why do they thrash poor horse?
They're drunk mad, don't look, sonny!
Let's go, let's go.
Thank goddness!
Oh my god, will i indeed take the axe
and hit in the head, crush her skull and ??? in warm blood?
No! I won't bear it! Won't bear!
Let there be no mistakes in calculus, let there be math yet i still won't resolve.
I knew that i wouldn't tolerate it, so why do i still torment myself?
Lord, show me my way.
I will give up this damned dream of mine, Lord.
Freedom, freedom.
...Lizaveta Ivanovna, decide yourself and come tomorrow at seven and those dealers will come, too.
Ah, Alyona Ivanovna has really frightened you.
And you don't tell her anything, just come. This is a bargain and later your sister will realize it herself.
...to come? I say - ar seven o'clock.
We'll set up samovar. Tomorrow..at seven..At seven, at seven!
I say - at seven o'clock. Tomorrow at seven. At seven, at seven.
Did it really strike six?
Will and reason.
Nastasya most likely already is at neighbours or at the store.
And i if come in one hour and she's returned... How to put axe back in kitchen?
Anyway...that's small matter.
Main thing - will and reason.
How did i come to think that she will definately be out of house at this time?
Why, why did i presume it so firmly?
Such chance...
lost forever.
Hey, janitor!
If no design, then without!
Is it half past seven already? It can't be.
Time flies.
Tighten that! - It will go through! - How through? - It will go! - Look, already falls down.
But i say it will go through! - Just tighten it! - Don't argue with me!
Just tighten....i said....
Mitjka! Is it long till eight?
Are you in a hurry or what?
Princesses are waiting?
Why are they there?
Nothing. There's two storeys in between.
Maybe go away?
Am i not too pale?
Maybe wait a bit more...
for heart to calm.
End of Part One