INT. SEREBRYAKOV’S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - NIGHT
Yelena Andreyevna enters.
Yelena Andreyevna
The storm’s over. What lovely air! Where’s the doctor?
Yelena Andreyevna
How long are you going to sulk at me? We’ve never done each other any harm. So why should we be enemies? Come now...
Sonya
I wanted to myself... That’s enough being angry.
Yelena Andreyevna
Wonderful.
Sonya
Has Papa gone to bed?
Yelena Andreyevna
No, he’s sitting in the drawing room... We go whole weeks without speaking to each other, and God knows why... What’s this?
Sonya
Mikhail Lvovich had his supper.
Yelena Andreyevna
And there’s wine... Let’s drink to being friends. Real friends.
Yelena Andreyevna
From the one glass... That’s better. So, friends now?
Sonya
Friends. I’ve wanted to make it up for so long, but somehow I was always too ashamed...
Yelena Andreyevna
Why are you crying?
Sonya
It’s nothing, I just am.
Yelena Andreyevna
There, there, that’s enough... You silly thing, now I’m crying too... You’re angry with me because you think I married your father for what I could get... If you believe in oaths, then I swear to you: I married him for love. I was carried away by him, the scholar, the famous man. It wasn’t real love, it was artificial, but at the time I thought it was real. It isn’t my fault. And ever since our wedding you haven’t stopped punishing me with those clever, suspicious eyes of yours.
Sonya
Well, peace, peace! Let’s forget it.
Yelena Andreyevna
You mustn’t look at people like that, it doesn’t suit you. You have to trust everyone, or you can’t go on living.
Sonya
Tell me honestly, as a friend... Are you happy?
Sonya
I knew it. One more question. Tell me frankly: would you like to have a young husband?
Yelena Andreyevna
What a little girl you still are. Of course I would! Go on, ask me something else, ask...
Sonya
Do you like the doctor?
Yelena Andreyevna
Yes, very much.
Sonya
I’ve got a silly look on my face... haven’t I? He’s gone, and I can still hear his voice and his footsteps, and when I look at the dark window I see his face there. Let me say it all... But I can’t say it so loud, I’m ashamed. Come to my room, we’ll talk there. Do you think I’m silly? Admit it... Tell me something about him...
Yelena Andreyevna
Like what?
Sonya
He’s clever... He knows how to do everything, he can do anything... He treats the sick, and he plants forests...
Yelena Andreyevna
It isn’t the forests or the medicine... My dear, you must understand, it’s talent! And do you know what talent means? Daring, a free mind, a wide sweep... He plants a little tree and already he’s wondering what will come of it in a thousand years, already he’s dreaming of the happiness of mankind. People like that are rare, they must be loved... He drinks, he can be a bit rough, but what does that matter? A man of talent in Russia can’t keep himself spotless. Just think what sort of life that doctor has! Mud on the roads you can’t get through, frost, blizzards, enormous distances, the people coarse and wild, poverty and sickness all around, and in conditions like that, a man who works and struggles day after day can hardly reach forty still clean and sober... I wish you happiness with all my heart, you deserve it... But I’m dull, a walk-on part... In music, in my husband’s house, in every romance I’ve had, everywhere, in a word, I’ve only ever been a walk-on part. Really, Sonya, when you think about it, I’m very, very unhappy! There’s no happiness for me in this world. None! Why are you laughing?
Sonya
I’m so happy... so happy!