The Proposal
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- Slayt: 1
- Kiss each other!
- Eh? Kiss whom? [They kiss] Very nice, too. Excuse me, what’s it all about? Oh, now I understand ... my heart... stars... I’m happy. Natalya Stepanovna... [Kisses her hand] My foot’s gone to sleep
- Slayt: 2
- What a weight off my shoulders, ouf!
- Slayt: 3
- Well, that’s a way to start your family bliss! Have some champagne!
- Champagne! Champagne!
- CURTAIN
- Slayt: 4
- He’s dead. Ivan Vassilevitch! Ivan Vassilevitch! What have you done to me? He’s dead. A doctor, a doctor!
- I’m sick! I can’t breathe! Air!
- Slayt: 5
- He’s dead... dead!
- Slayt: 6
- I see stars... mist... where am I?
- He’s alive... Yes, yes, I’m willing.
- Slayt: 0
- Oh! What is it? What’s the matter?
- Who’s dead? So he is! My word! Water! A doctor! Drink this! No, he doesn’t drink. It means he’s dead, and all that. I’m the most unhappy of men! Why don’t I put a bullet into my brain? Why haven’t I cut my throat yet? What am I waiting for? Give me a knife! Give me a pistol! He seems to be coming round. Drink some water! That’s right.
- Hurry up and get married and — well, to the devil with you! She’s willing! She’s willing and all that. I give you my blessing and so on. Only leave me in peace!
- Eh? What? To whom?
- She’s willing! Well? Kiss and be damned to you!
- I... I’m happy too...
- But, still you will admit now that Guess is worse than Squeezer..
- Better!
- Worse!
- He’s better!
- Worse! Worse! Worse!
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