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Crime and Punishment
Part Two
Good day, Alyona Ivanovna.
I brought you something.
Mister, what's up with you?
Who are you? What do you need?
Calm down, Alyona Ivanovna. Raskolnikov, your acqaintance. I brought a pawn i promised yesterday.
Why do you stare as if not recognising me?
If you want then take it, if not i'll go to others, i've no time.
Why do you suddenly act so, dear? What's that?
Silver cigarette-case. I told you last time.
Yes...and why are you so pale?
And hands are shaking.
One unawares gets pale when there's nothing to eat.
Cigarette-case? But...feels as if it's not silver.
But you look. Cigarette-case...
And look how wrapped up...
How he's wrapped all up...
Just no to throw down...not to throw down... in a moment, right away...
Now.
Maybe go away?
No, it's too late.
Too late. What if...
No, no...
Dead. What's this?
Stop.
But hideaway? Hideaway...
Red...less observable on red.
My god, am i losing my mind?
Away, to get away sooner.
Reason and will. And no traces.
Reason. And Will. No traces.
Maybe there is? I don't see them.
My god, i need to run, flee. Flee.
Lord...
How could i not realize that it's not locked?
I saw Lizaveta.
Somehow she came in. Obviously not through wall.
Not, again it's not that. I have to go.
Coming here...here. Second floor.
Third. Here!
What's this?
As if they moved?
No. Just seemed so.
What's with them? Asleep or somebody's smothered them?
Hey, Alyona Ivanovna, old witch, Lizaveta Ivanovna, undescribed beauty, open up.
There's truly noone?
How d'ye do, Koch? Weird, oldies gone somewhere?
I don't understand. Why set appointment then? Old hag herself laid down time.
Maybe ask janitor? What?
Where went? When will be back?
Damn! All year just lie, legs hurt, but now...hell!
Hold on.
See, how door stands?
Well? That means, it's not locked, that is, it's on crook.
Do you hear how woobles?
Well?
How don't you understand: if they'd went away, then would have locked from outside
not on crook from inside.
Must be they're home.
Hmm, you're right.
The what? They're sleeping or what? Wait, wait, something's wrong.
You rang, but they didn't open, that means they're either passed out or...
You know, let's go after janitor.
Let him wake them up.
No, wait, stay here but i'll fetch him. Just in case... I, you know, prepare to be an investigator.
It's obvious something's not right.
Damn!
Jump out. And to finish all at once.
Just faster...
Oh Lord, what to do?
...rang, pulled door, they don't open...sure there's something wrong. Let's have a look.
If they stop me, everything's lost. If they let me through, everything's lost, also.
They will remember me.
Koch, you had better not to go away... Eh, too long to wait for you...
Axe...
Open! All day snoozes like dog! It's eleven o'clock! Maybe he's not home?
Janitor!
Everything is known.
To resist or to open?
Formal notice from office.
From what office?
To the police, that is, summons. To the office.
To police?
Why?
How am i supposed to know? They demand and you go.
Looks quite sick. Got fever since yesterday.
What's that in your hand?
See, grabbed some rags and sleeps like with a treasure.
Bring you tee? No. I will go, i will go strightaway.
As you wish.
If they ask...i will possibly tell.
I will go in...
get down on my knees...
and tell everything.
What do you want?
Go there! To secretary.
Wait.
Possibly something else.
At any rate...some foolishness and i can reveal myself.
Luiza Ivanovna, you'd better sit down.
Thank you.
It's stuffy in here. No air.
Even a little carelessness, and...
Have to think of something else.
What do you need?
They demanded.
That's student on accout of enforcing payment.
What payment?
It must be something completely different.
When were you required to come, sir?
I got letter only quater ago. And it's sufficient that i came ill with fever.
Don't take liberty to yell!
I'm not yelling. It's you who yells at me, i'm a student and won't allow to yell at me.
Keep quiet! You're in the state institution!
You're in the state institution, too, poruchik!
And you yell...and smoke moreover.
Must be, you derogate us all.
That's not your business!
You don't pay money! Show him Alexandr Grigorich.
Here, read.
That is required from you.
But i'm not in any debt!
Everything's legal. 115 rubles given you on promissory note by Ms. Zarnicina nine months ago, form her devolved to councillor Chebarov and that's why we summon you to revoke it.
Zarnicina? But she's my housekeeper.
Well, then...
housekeeper.
Oh Lord...you have a case, but not that.
Not that.
And you what! Again last night fuss over whole street! Again drinking and brawling!
I've warned you ten times already! Ilya Petrovich....
I've warned you that eleventh time i will not let go. But you again!
There was no rhacket at mhy place, captain sir.
I have dhecent house! But they camhe drhunk and asked fhor three morhe bhottles
and afther that started to play phianoforte with lheg and to break phianofhorte, and then prhodded everhyone with a bhotthle.
That's enough! But, Ilya Petrovich...
Now, listen, highly honoured, Laviza Ivanovna, it tell you this for the last time.
if there, in your decent house, just for once more
i'll take you to tsugunder. Did you hear that?
And now go. I will take a look myself
and then beware!
Now, look: mister penman...i mean, student.
Doesn't pay, gives promissory notes, doesn't clear out flat.
And, furthermore, complains that i'm smoking in his presence.
You, must be, took something amiss and didn't contain yourself, but that's to no avail. He's honourable, i must tell you, man.
Yet gunpowder.
Gunpowder.
Inflamed, blazed up, burned out, and that's all.
Everything's gone and only golden heart has left.
We called him in regiment just that - poruchik Gunpowder.
And what a regiment it was.
Pardon me, captain, i'm ready even to apologise if there was something from my side
but try to put yourself in my shoes, too. I will pay, but now when i have nothing to eat...
But pardon, that's not our business.
I totally agree with you.
But allow me to explain.
I live at this housekeeper's already three years, althou... by the way...at the very beginning...
i promised to marry her daughter.
I, among other things, even liked her, that was a spoken promise, entirely by my free will, and althou i was not in love with her
youth...that is, i want to say that...housekeeper gave me credit then.
All these circumstances, dear sir, have nothing to do with us.
That was harsh...
Nikodim Fomich...
Write.
What to write?
I'll dictate.
I, so-and-so, living there-and-there
What business have i with this?
These ambitions, poruchiks, loans, investigations, offices... All these people.
I mustn't, i've no reason to turn to these people. Not by a long shot.
Never.
Empty.
Alone.
...no to sell, not to bestow, not to hide my belongings.
You've got pen slipping out of you hand.
Are you sick?
Yes. Dizziness.
Further?
That's all. Sign.
To get up, walk to Nikodim Fomich and tell everything.
In smallest details.
Afterwards go with him to apartment and present all things.
No, to think it over? no.
Better straight away and it's off my shoulders.
...could he really if came with such intentions?
I beg your pardon, they confirm they knocked and door was locked but after three minutes returning, open...
That's the point that killer was hiding behind the door, fastened with crook.
And he would be caught for certain, if only Koch hadn't behaved so foolishly.
But he during these three minutes managed to go down
and to make off unnoticed.
Koch still crosses himself and says: "if i'd stayed there, he would doubtless choped me up with axe."
And no one saw the murderer? How could? House is like Noa's ark.
Case is clear. Case is clear.
No, case is totally unclear.
What's that? You're sick?
When he signed, he hardly could hold the pen.
Are you sick for a long time?
Since yesterday.
Did you leave home yesterday?
I did.
Sick?
Sick.
At what hour?
At eight in the evening.
And where to, allow me to ask?
On the street.
Short and clear.
Well, he hardly stand but you...
Nothing.
Oh, well...
We are not holding you.
But tee?
Prequisition, right now there'll be prequisition.
They suspect me.
How could i leave everything here?
How could i? God...
In the water. All ends in the water. Faster. Damn!
Everybody's looking.
Must go to Neva.
There is less observable.
What if encasement will not sink? But will float?
Why in the water?
On the island.
Of course, on the island.
To bury. And to mark the place.
Here? What here?
Just someplace, and to leave at once.
Just like it was before. Nothing can be seen.
All ends are buried. No one will search.
And even if they find, who will suspect me?
Everything's over.
No traces.
There he lives. In this house.
Razumihin.
What's this? I came to him myself
or just walked and arrived here?
It's all the same. I said myself that i will go to him after...that.
So now i go.
You, bro, have overthrumped our brother...is it really that bad?
Sit down, for god's sake.
You really are sick, do you know that? Don't.
Now, this...
i have no lessons.
Althou...i don't need any lessons.
Just slow down, weirdo!
That's almost offence. Then why did you came?
I came...
because besides you i know noone else who could help. But now i see that there's no need, hear that? Absolutely no need.
I alone...leave me... Just stop for a minute, chimneysweep!
You're honestly out of your mind!
You see, i've got no lessons, and i don't give a damn.
There is bookseller Kheruimov.
Mmm, that is kind of lesson.
Well, there's two pages of German text. Foolish charlatanism. There's discussed whether woman is human or not
and finally it is demonstrated that she is.
He will extend this to six pages, think up a title and sell for half a ruble.
And yes, i get six rubles a page...
fifteen in total, six i took in advance.
I you want, take second page. Here's three rubles for you. Bring back, and you'll get another three.
And, by the way, don't consider this a favour.
Sometimes i'm simply schwach in German...i write mostly from myself and comfort myself that it's better this way.
You know...who knows?
Maybe it not better, rather worse.
So you will be useful to me now.
Do you take or no?
Take some paper! Pen? That's all official!
Have you got white fever or what? Rodya!
What comedy are you playing?
Don't want no translations. What the hell do you want then?
Hey you! Where do you live?
Well, to hell with you.
Take it, dear. For Christ's sake.
Like with scissors...from everybody..and everything.
Hasn't eaten since the day before yesterday.
Roamed around. And he's got fever. Nastassya...
Why did beat housekeeper?
Who did beat housekeeper?
Ilya Petrovich, custodian's assistant. Just now, half an hour ago, on the stairs. Why? Why did he come?
Why do you keep silent, Nastassya?
That's blood.
Blood? What blood?
No one beat housekeeper.
I heard myself. I didn't sleep.
No one came.
And that's blood screaming in you.
That's when it has no exit and it starts to gum together. Then one starts to see things.
Nastassya, give me to drink.
Came to his senses. Just now. Well, that's good done. Fourth day you hardly eat and drink.
Do you want to eat?
I do. Have you got soup? Yesterday's.
With potatoes and rice groats?
With potatoes and groats.
Yes, and it woud be nice if Praskovya Pavlovna sent two bottles of beer over here.
And we will wet our whistles!
How nimble you are!
And, pardon me, who are you?
I am, pardon me, Vrazumihin. Not Razumihin as everybody calls me, but VRazumihin. Student. And he's my friend.
I'm employee at our's office - merchant's Shlapayev. And i'm here on business.
Comes second time.
Only he did not come before, then it was somebody else. That's right, that was Alexey Semyonich.
And he looked more like a businessman than you, how do you think?
That's right, he really is more respectable. Good. Now continue.
See, from Afanasy Ivanovich Vakhrusin on request from your mother, you have transfer through our office.
I'm here to give you thirty five rubles and hoping for the best.
Not bad. And about hoping for the best and about your mommy, too.
So if you have full consciousness... Yes, i remeber. Vakhrushin.
Hear, he knows Vakhrushinn. Merchant Vakhrushin. How could he not have full consciousness?
And i observe that you, too, are solid man... I understand, only what concerns signature...
Well now, brother Rodya, get up. Just give him 'Raskolnikov' because we need money more than we need treacle.
No need.
How - no need?
I will not sign.
Damn...
How without a signature?
No need...money.
No need for money? No you, brother, lie, i'm a witness. Don't worry, he's only so...it happens with him.
Althou, i will come by some other time... No, no, don't worry.
You're a careful man, and we will be guiding him. That is, simply guide his hand.
Now, Rodya, don't keep our guest waiting. Rodya! Just leave it.
I myself.
Did he sing? The other persuaded.
Here, brother, was real story without you. When you left apartment without saying a word,
i suddenly got so mad i decided to search you out and punish.
Now, here you go.
I go to address bureau the next day and, just imagine, it took then two minutes to find you for me.
You're recorded there.
Recorded? With knobs on.
It's enough for now. Must consult Zosimov for further.
Do you remember Zosimov? Doctor?
I brought him twice to you.
I become acquanted with all your business.
And with Nikodim Fomich, Ilya Petrovich was shown to me.
And janitor, and mister Alexander Gregorich Zametov. And she saw him too.
Nastyenka, want some beer? What a rascal!
But tee? Tee certainly.
Sit down and pour yourself.
I, Rodya, now every day have lunch like this. All this, Pashenka, your housekeeper, treats me.
I, of course, don't insist, yet don't protest either.
Too much sugar.
At first i wanted to use electric current everywhere here to exterminate all prejudices...but Pashenka won.
I didn't know she's so...likable.
What a being!
You see, we have an emblem there...what's your algebra there?
I don't understand a thing. Completely unexpected character.
Mustard!... That's enough, enough.
You see, i know everything. About her late daughter. About your mother, sister.
You convinced Pashenka that your mother will pay.
I lied out of foolishness to stay in apartment.
Mother herself almost asks charity.
Yea, that's wise of you.
Only there shows up mister Chebarov, businessman, and your promissory note devolved to him.
But when there rose harmony between us, i told to discontinue all this matter.
I gave a word that you will pay. I gave a word for you, hear that?
Went to Chebarov, gave him ten rubles in hands and paper back.
And now i have the honours to present it to you. And it's ripped up as it needs to be.
Oh, i see i've made a fool of myself. I hoped to entertain you with a chat
yet it seems i stirred up bile.
It was you i didn't recognize in delirium? Me, me.
There even was temporary insanity, especially, when i brought Zametov here.
Secretary? Why?
Why do you so? He wanted to get acquainted with you.
We talked much about you.
He's capital, young, we're acqaintances now. Did i talked in delirium about something?
It's clear about what talked. Now, not to loose more time...
About what did i talk?
Just don't worry, there was nothing said about countess. But about islands, dogs, earrings, chickens...
God, just tell me one...do the know everything already or don't they?
Mister Zametov himself looked for your socks in all corners and gave this rubbish to you.
Must be they still lay somewhere around.
They know. They're only pretending. Teasing.
And asked for fringes on pantaloons...
We even tied to inquire - what fringes?
Well, to get on the stick. Thirty five rubles.
I take ten rubles and in two hours will account for them. Nastyenka, inquire more often whether he wants some food.
And i will tell Pashenka myself.
Good bye.
Calls her Pashenka...ah, you smartface.
What to do now?
To flee?
Faster...where's suit? boots?
Stole. Hid away.
Only coat they missed.
Thank god, there's money.
I will find another flat.
And what about address bureau?
They will find me. Razumihin will find.
Better to flee far away. To America. And promisary note...take with me. It will be useful.
Beer's left. Cold.
They think i'm sick. They don't know i can walk.
Just to get downstairs...
Just to...get downstairs...
and to America.
End of Part Two.