All language subtitles for Crime and Punishment (1970) Part 2 of 2

M. Gorky Film Studio

CRlME
AND PUNlSHMENT

Part Two

All right. What do you want?

l knew you were not asleep.

May l introduce myself?
Arkady lvanovich Svidrigailov.

Svidrigailov?
lt's not possible!

l have come to see you for two
reasons.

First, l wanted to meet you,

for l've heard many interesting
and flattering things about you.

ln the second place, l do hope
you will not refuse to help me

in a matter that concerns the best
interests of your sister.

Because of a prejudice against me,
she won't let me approach her alone.

But with your assistance l am
counting on...

Don't count on anything!

l don't feel justifying myself
is necessary.

But will you be so good as to tell me

what is so criminal
about the way l acted?

lf you speak without prejudice,
with an open mind?

ln my own house l pursued
a defenseless young girl

and insulted her
with my vile proposals?

But let us assume for a moment
that l, too, am a human being

and can fall in love.

So the question is:
Am l a monster or am l a victim?

And what if l am a victim?

When l proposed to her to run away
with me to America or Switzerland,

perhaps l did it out of the most
complete respect,

and l did more harm to myself than
to anyone else.

That's not the point!

You're disgusting. That's why you're
being driven away!

l see that you...
That you won't be taken in.

l had hoped to get around you,
but, no, you saw through me at once.

At any rate l am convinced there
would have been no difficulty

if it hadn't been for Marfa Petrovna.

They say you got rid of her, too.

You've heard about that?

Of course, you've heard about that.

Well, how to say it? My conscience is
completely clear on that subject.

The medical inquiry reported
it was apoplexy

as a result of taking a bath after
a dinner

which included a whole bottle of wine.

lndeed, nothing else could have been
found.

Did you suppose l was
such a monster, such a reactionary?

l am not really the brute you take
me for.

Marfa Petrovna and l almost never
quarreled, strange as it may seem.

You seem to be missing her.

l?

Perhaps...

Perhaps l do.

And, by the way...

Do you believe in ghosts?

- What ghosts?
- Just regular ghosts.

Do you?

l might say no.

That is, yes and no.

Have you seen ghosts?

Marfa Petrovna appears to me
sometimes.

- What do you mean, appears?
- She's appeared three times already.

- While you were awake?
- Wide awake.

She comes, speaks to me,
then goes out by the door.

She always uses the door.
l can almost hear it shut.

l wonder what made me think something
like this should happen to you?

You did think that?

l told you we had
something in common.

You didn't say anything of the kind.

- Didn't l?
- No.

l thought l had said that.

The minute l came in and found you
on the bed with your eyes shut

pretending to be asleep,
l said to myself,

Here is the man.

What does that mean, ''the man''?
What are you talking about?

What l'm talking about?

l'm not sure what l mean.

Perhaps you're just
lying about ghosts?

- l rarely lie.
- Then you should see a doctor.

l don't need to be told l'm sick.
l know that.

l didn't ask you if you believe
that ghosts are seen.

l asked you if you believe
that ghosts exist.

No. l won't believe it.

No?

You won't believe it?

And what do you think of this
argument?

Maybe ghosts are fragments
of other worlds.

A healthy man has no reason to see
them.

He lives in this world
for the sake of order.

But as soon as he falls sick,

as soon as the normal order
is broken in the organism...

...one starts to realize
the possibility of another world.

As he becomes sicker,

he needs more chances of contacts
with this other world.

lf you believe there is a future life,

you can believe that, too.

l don't believe in a future life.

Just imagine.

Only half an hour ago
we didn't even know each other.

We were enemies,
we had something to work out.

But we put it aside and we've
moved happily into the abstract.

Wasn't l right when l said
we were birds of a feather?

May l ask you

to tell me why l am being honoured
with this visit?

l'm in a hurry, l have no time.

l'll be glad to.

Your sister, Avdotya Romanovna,
is going to be married to Mr. Luzhin?

Can we refrain from the subject of my
sister and from mentioning her name?

But l've come to speak about her.

Speak, then, but make haste.

l'm sure you must've formed your own
opinion of Mr. Luzhin, who's related

to me through my wife, if you've
only spoken to him for half an hour.

He's no match for Avdotya Romanovna.

She's sacrificing herself
generously and imprudently...

for the sake of her family.

l fancied from all
l had heard of you

that you would be very glad if
the match would be broken off

without the sacrifice of worldly
advantages.

All this is very naive. Excuse me,
l should have said impudent.

You mean to say that
l'm seeking my own ends?

lf l were working for my own gain,
l wouldn't have spoken out so directly.

l'm not quite a fool.

Excuse me for interrupting you. Will
you come to the object of your visit?

l want to go out.

With the greatest pleasure.

Having arrived in town, and planning
upon a certain voyage,

l must settle a few matters
before l leave.

My children are with an aunt, they're
rich, l'm of no use to them anymore.

But before my trip, l would like
to settle things with Mr. Luzhin.

l should like to meet Avdotya
Romanovna in your presence,

explain to her that she can expect
nothing good from this fellow,

and with my apologies offer her 10,000
rubles, to help make the break easier.

You're out of your mind.
How dare you speak like this?

l was sure you would start to shout.

l have no need
for these 10,000 rubles.

lf Avdotya Romanovna refuses to take
them, l'll spend them more stupidly.

Besides,
by marrying Mr. Luzhin,

she'll be taking the same money,
though from someone else.

Will you please say no more!

lf it's no, it's no.

l beg you to see this message
gets to Avdotya Romanovna.

l'll do nothing of the kind.

ln that case, Rodion Romanovich,

l must arrange
a meeting myself.

And your sister might be distressed.

lf l agree to take her the message,
you won't try and see her?

l should very much like
to see your sister once.

- Don't count on it!
- Too bad.

You don't know me very well, though.

When we become better friends...

- You think we could become friends?
- Why not?

l think there is something
we have in common.

Are you going on that trip soon?

Trip? What trip?

- The journey you spoke about.
- The journey?

That's right, l mentioned
a journey, didn't l?

That's a very big question.

lf you only knew
what you were asking about.

However, l should like

to see Avdotya Romanovna again.

l earnestly beg you.

Well, goodbye.

Oh, l've forgotten something.

Please tell your sister

that Marfa Petrovna left her
three thousand rubles.

She arranged it a week before she died.
lt was done with me as a witness.

ln two or three weeks, Avdotya
Romanovna will get the money.

Well, at your service.

The place where l'm staying is not
very far from here.

Who was that l just met?

- Svidrigailov.
- Who?

The landowner, at whose house
my sister used to be a governess.

He's very strange.
He seems resolved to do something.

We must protect Dunya from him,
do you hear?

Ah, Pyotr Petrovich! Good evening.
Won't you sit down?

l hope that you had
a pleasantjourney.

Thank God.

And you, Avdotya Romanovna,
you aren't too worn out?

No, l'm not,
but mama's exhausted.

Our railways are long, l'm afraid.
She's vast, Mother Russia.

Though l very much wanted to,
it was impossible for me to meet you.

l trust that everything went without
any trouble?

No, we felt very much confused.

We would have been lost if the Lord
had not sent us Dmitri Prokofievich.

There he is,
Dmitri Prokofievich Razumikhin.

l've had the pleasure yesterday.

Marfa Petrovna has passed away.
Did you know that?

l was informed immediately. And one
of the reasons l have come

is to tell you that Mr. Svidrigailov
set off in great haste for Petersburg

right after his wife's funeral.

- He's here?
- We can assume, not without a purpose.

Won't he ever leave Dunya
in peace, even here?

There's no reason to be unduly upset.

Unless, of course, you wish
to get in touch with him.

Ah, you'll never believe what
a fright you've given me.

l have only seen the man twice,
but l found him horrible!

He is the most depraved man
l've ever known.

l'm convinced that he was the cause
of Marfa Petrovna's death.

lt's impossible to be certain about
that.

Though l agree that he could expedite
the course of events.

Please,

don't speak of
Mister Svidrigailov.

lt's most unpleasant for me.

- He has just been to see me.
- Oh, my God!

He wishes to have a meeting
with you, Dunya.

He has a proposition to make.

Besides, he told me
that, a week before her death,

Marfa Petrovna left you three
thousand rubles in her will.

lt's absolutely true.

God be praised!
Pray for her, Dunya.

But what is his proposition to
Dunya? Did he tell you?

- Yes, he did.
- What is it?

l'll tell you later.

l have a business appointment.
That way l won't be disturbing you.

Please stay. You intended to spend
the whole evening with us.

You've written you wanted
to have an explanation with mother.

l certainly desired an explanation
with you and Pulkheria Alexandrovna.

But your brother cannot speak
in my presence

concerning Mr. Svidrigailov's
proposals.

l, too, cannot speak of some important
points in the presence of others.

Moreover, l see that my request
has been ignored.

Your request that my brother
not be present at our meeting

has not been fulfilled at my
insistence.

lf Rodia really has insulted you,
he will make his apologies.

There are some insults
one cannot forget.

You mustn't be so sensitive.

Be the sensible and magnanimous man
that l have always considered you.

lf you two are not reconciled,
l must choose: you or him.

For you, l must break with my brother,
for his sake, l must break with you.

l'll be able to find out whether
he is a good brother to me.

As for you, if you appreciate me, hold
me in esteem, if you're the right man.

You say, him or me,

which proves to me of what little
consequence l am for you.

l cannot accept this,

considering the obligations
that exist between us.

l will not stand in the way

of any secret discussions
of Mr. Svidrigailov's proposals

that have been entrusted to your
brother and which seem to be for you

extremely important,
and perhaps even agreeable.

Good heavens!

Well, sister, aren't you ashamed now?

Yes, Rodia, l am ashamed.

Pyotr Petrovich, please leave!

lf l go out that door now after
having been spoken to like that,

l shall never return.
Take it into consideration.

What insolence! l don't want
you to come back.

So that's it!

You bind me with a promise
and now you deny it!

You realize that l'm in a position
to protest?

What do you mean, to protest? Come
to your senses, Pyotr Petrovich.

What gives you the right
to speak to her like that?

- Leave us and never come back!
- l'll go!

But l wish to say one last thing.

Having disregarded
public opinion for you,

l should have expected
a little more gratitude.

You seem to have forgotten
that l decided to marry you

in spite of all the rumours
concerning your reputation.

Does he want his head smashed?

Leave this room now!

Not another word, or...

All of this is my fault.
l am more to blame than anyone.

l was tempted by his money.

But l swear l never realized
he could be so vile.

You mustn't blame me, brother!

God has saved us.

- What did Svidrigailov say to you?
- Yes, what did he say?

He wants to make you a present
of ten thousand rubles.

And he wants to see you
in my presence.

To see her? Never in this world!
How dare he?

- What was your reply?
- l refused.

Then he said he would do his outmost
to see you.

He said that his passion for you
was an infatuation.

He doesn't want you and
Luzhin to marry.

He seemed incoherent.

He has some dreadful plan.

We will watch him.
l won't let him out of my sight.

Rodia himself said to me yesterday,
Take care of my sister.

Will you give me your permission, too,
Avdotya Romanovna?

Everything will be all right.

The important thing is
that the three of you are together.

You need each other.

You need each other so much.

Rodia, are you leaving already?
Where are you going?

l must go away.

l meant to say as l was coming here...

l meant to say...

To you, mother,
and to you, Dunya...

that it would be better for us
to part for a time.

l feel ill.
l am not at peace.

l will come of myself when it's
possible.

l remember you and l love you.

Leave me, leave me alone.

l decided this even before.

When l can l'll come back,
or l'll send for you.

And maybe everything will be
as it was.

- Goodbye.
- Rodia!

Brother!
You can't leave mother like this!

Don't worry, l'll come again.

l am going to.

He's completely insane.
Can't you see that?

Don't worry, l'll be right back.

l knew you'd come after me.

Go back and stay with them.

Stay with them tomorrow, and always.

Perhaps... l'll come if l can.

Goodbye.

What's wrong with you? Where are you
going?

Once and for all:

Don't ever ask me to explain anything.

l have nothing to say to you.

Leave me alone, only...

...don't leave them!

Do you understand?

Do you understand now?

Go back.

Go back to them.

Who is it?

lt's me. l've come to see you.

Oh, it's you. Oh my!

ls that your room there?

lt's very late.
lt's after eleven, isn't it?

Yes. The landlady's clock just struck
eleven. l remember hearing it.

l may not see you again.

You going away?

l don't know. Everything will be
clear tomorrow.

Then you're not coming tomorrow
to Katerina lvanovna's?

l don't know.
l'll know everything tomorrow.

That's not why l've come.

l've come to tell you something.

Why are you still standing? Sit down.

What hands you have.

Almost transparent.

Like a dead woman's hands.

They've always been like that.

- Even when you lived at home?
- Yes.

Yes... of course.

Your father told me everything

about how you went out on the street
the first time

and how you came back,

and how Katerina lvanovna spent the
whole night kneeling beside your bed.

She beat you, didn't she, when
you lived at your father's?

No, no! What are you saying?

- Then you love her?
- Love her? Of course l do!

You must understand,
she's like a little baby.

Her mind has become affected
because of all that grief.

She used to be so brilliant,
so generous!

Beat me...

What are you saying?
My goodness. Beat me!

And even if she did beat me,
what would it matter?

What do you know about it?

She's seeking justice,
she's pure, she...

She has such faith that there
should be fairness in everything,

and she demands it, like a child.

And what will happen to you?

They're left on your hands.

They've been dependent on you
all along.

Your father came to beg money
from you to spend on drink.

Now what will happen to you all?

l don't know.

Katerina lvanovna is consumptive.
She is dying.

Oh, no, no, no!

Her hopes are all in you.

She says that you will help her.

She says she'll borrow a little
money somewhere,

start a boarding school for girls
from good families

and will have me manage it.

And we'll have a beautiful
new life.

She believes so much in her dreams!

How can one tell her they are
only dreams?

What if you get sick and be taken
to hospital? What will happen then?

Don't say that!
lt can't happen!

There's no insurance against it.

Then what will become of them?
They'll be in the street.

She'll cough and beg and beat her head
against a wall while the babies cry.

And then she'll drop dead.
What will happen to the children?

No, God won't let that happen.

Can you put anything aside?

Put away for a rainy day?

No.

Of course you can't. lt's stupid
of me to ask.

Do you get money every day?

No.

The same thing will undoubtedly
happen to Polya.

No! God will never allow
such a terrible thing!

He's allowed it to happen to others.

No, no! God will protect her. He will!

Perhaps there isn't any God.

lt's not Katerina lvanovna's,
it's your mind is affected.

What are you doing?!
What are you doing?!

Doing that before me!

l am not kneeling to you.

l am kneeling to
all human suffering.

What are you saying?!

l've lost all honour,

l am a sinner,

l am a great sinner!

What are you saying?

lt's not because of your dishonour,
nor because you've sinned.

lt's for the great suffering you've
done.

You're a great sinner,
that's true.

You live in the filth
you despise.

You know you're not helping anyone,
you can't save anyone from anything.

How can you live with these things
side by side within you?

lt would be more just and sensible
if you were to jump off a bridge

and put an end to all this.

What would become of them all?

Do you pray to God much?

What would l be without God?

What does God do for you in return?

Don't ask that question!
You're unworthy!

He does everything.

Where did you get this?

Yelizaveta brought it to me.
l asked her to.

Did you know Yelizaveta?

Yes. Did you know her, too?

Was she a friend of yours?

Yes. She was a good woman.

But she couldn't come often.

We read together, we talked.

l know she'll see God.

She was murdered with an axe.

l came to tell you something. l left
my family today. My mother and sister.

- l have broken off with them.
- Why?

l have only you now.

We are both damned.
We must go together.

Where to?

No one will understand you
but me.

l need you, that's why l've come
to you.

- l don't understand.
- You'll understand later.

Haven't you done the same thing?

You had the strength to go beyond
what is permissible.

You have laid hands on yourself.

You have destroyed a life.

Your own life.
That makes no difference.

But you won't be able to hold on.

lf you stay alone, you'll go
out of your mind like me.

What... what shall l do?

Oh, my God!

- What can l do?
- Break off with everything.

Accept the suffering. You don't
understand? Someday you will.

lt's freedom and power!

Above all, power over all this
anthill! That's the final goal!

This may be the last time l'm
speaking to you.

lf l don't come tomorrow, you'll hear
all about it and remember these words.

Perhaps one day you will be able
to understand what l mean.

lf l come again, l will tell you
who murdered Lizaveta.

- You know who killed her?
- l know.

And l will tell you alone.

l have chosen you.

l will not come to be forgiven,
but only to tell you.

l have chosen you long ago
for telling you this,

when l heard your father speak of you
and when Lizaveta was still alive.

Goodbye.

Ah, my dear fellow, here you are,
in our part of the world.

Come right in, my boy. Sit down.

Oh, perhaps you don't like to be
called ''my dear fellow'' or ''my boy''?

Don't think l'm being too familiar.
Come over here and sit down.

l brought you my statement about
the watch.

- ls it written correctly?
- Yes, yes.

lt's fine.

That's all we'll need.

l believe you said yesterday you
would like to question me formally

about my dealings with the murdered
woman?

Really?

Well, don't worry about that,
there's no big rush.

We've plenty of time.
Do you smoke? Here, the cigarettes.

l'm receiving you here,

but my government apartment is behind
that partition, l'm here temporarily.

l'm having some work done
in my apartment.

Government quarters are a capital
thing.

- Yes, a capital thing.
- Yes, a capital thing.

A capital thing.

l think there is a method
with investigators,

to begin with irrelevant conversation

lulling the questioned
person's vigilance,

and then ask him the fatal question
that knocks him off his balance.

You think when l spoke of
my quarters l was...

Yesterday you said you wanted to see
me for further inquiry. l'm here.

l have no time to waste!

l've had enough of this!
l even got sick because of this!

Will you please question me
in the proper manner?

Goodbye, then, since there's nothing
more to keep me here.

My goodness, what would you like me
to ask you?

There's plenty of time for that.
lt really couldn't matter less.

l consider you simply a visitor.

l must ask you to forgive
this dreadful laugh of mine.

You amused me
by the shrewdness of your remark.

Sometimes l shake with laughter like
an lndian-rubber ball for half an hour.

l laugh easily.

Do sit down. Otherwise l'll think
l've made you angry.

Here, let me take your cap. Or it'll
look like you're about to leave.

Actually, l am delighted.

l hope my walking about doesn't
offend you. l need exercise.

Hemorrhoids, you know.
l intend to treat them with exercise.

As for interrogations,
sometimes they are more confusing

for the one who is interrogating
than for the one who is interrogated.

As you so cleverly remarked,
it's true.

Really, one gets mixed up.
Always the same thing, like a drum.

And as for our methods of
investigation...

Did you really believe when l was
talking about my quarters l wanted...

You're an ironical person.

You were studying law, weren't you?

Yes, l was.

Let me give you a model you may be
able to use.

Don't think for a minute that
l'm attempting to teach you,

the man who writes such
articles about crime.

No, it's only a model.

Should l suspect someone,

why would l upset the person
prematurely,

even supposing we've got
proof against the man?

ln certain cases l should arrest him
immediately.

But some people are different.

Why not let him walk around?

But l see you don't understand.

lf l arrest him too soon,

l'll give him a certain
moral support.

l see that makes you laugh.
However, it's often the case.

Especially with a certain kind of man,
because men are so different.

Evidence, my boy, can be often
a two-edged sword.

ln any case, my dear Rodion
Romanovich, one should observe.

The typical case, for which all our
rules were made, does not exist.

The minute a crime has been committed

it becomes a special case bearing no
relation to any precedent crime.

Some cases can even be very funny.

lt's imperative to know exactly
what kind of man you're dealing with.

Suppose l leave one man alone,
l don't arrest him, don't bother him,

but let him suspect that l know
everything

and am watching him day and night,

then he will break, and will come
himself.

He'll keep circling
and circling round me,

and then fly into my mouth and l'll
swallow him, and that'll be amusing.

Now, am l not being open with you?
l think l'm very open.

l tell you all that free of charge.

You're a very young man, one could
say, in the first flush of youth,

and so you put human intellect
above everything.

Like all young people.

A man's nature sometimes deceives
the sharpest calculations.

He can be devilishly
clever in lying.

He's going to triumph!

And at that moment, the most
interesting moment,

our clever man will most
scandalously faint.

Why did you get so pale?

Do you find it stuffy in here?
Shall l open the window?

Oh, don't bother, please.

Porfiry Petrovich...

l see you do suspect me of murdering
that old woman and her sister.

And l am sick of all this!

lf you think you have the right
to arrest me, then do so.

But l will not permit making fun
of me and torturing me!

- Good heavens! What's the matter?
- l will not allow it!

My dear, what's the matter?

Hush! Hush! They'll overhear and come.
And what will we tell them?

l will not allow it.

You must have some fresh air.

And a little water, that's what you
need. You're having an attack.

A little water will do you good.

Rodion Romanovich,
my dear boy...

Come on, drink this,
you'll be all right.

lf you're not careful, you're going
to be sick again.

You should take care of yourself.

l know everything about you,
l've been told everything.

lf you go on like this, you'll lose
your head.

You're full of indignation for
the wrongs that have been done to you.

First by fate and now by police
investigation.

That's why you're in such a hurry
to end it all,

because you've had enough of
those suspicions and indignities.

lsn't that so?
Haven't l guessed how you feel?

Do sit down and rest.
You look terrible.

You might have a serious breakdown if
you play with your nerves this way,

going at night ringing at doors,
asking about the blood.

You're ill, Rodion Romanovich.

Why don't you consult
a proper doctor?

l think you're delirious. You've done
all that while you were delirious.

l was not delirious.

l was perfectly aware of what l was
doing! Do you hear? lt was real!

Yes, l hear you, and l understand.

That's just the point.
Listen to me, my dear man.

lf you really were a criminal,
or mixed up in all this,

would you insist you weren't
delirious but in your right mind?

ln my opinion, you certainly ought
to insist that you were delirious.

That's so, isn't it?

lsn't it?

You're lying all the while!

You know that the best
policy for a criminal

is to keep as close to the truth
as possible.

l don't believe you!

What a wily person you are.
There's no catching you, my boy.

You've a perfect monomania.

So you don't believe me?

But still you do believe me,
you believe a quarter.

l'll soon make you
believe the whole.

Because l have a sincere liking for
you and genuinely wish you good.

l don't know what you want from me,
but you're still lying!

You think so?

Didn't l just give you
the defenses you could use:

your illness, delirium,
insults, the police...

You think l'm lying?

Though all these subterfuges
are very unreliable.

lllness, delirium, visions -
that's all very well...

But why is it always
the same visions,

and never any others?

Tell me frankly whether l am
free from suspicions or not?

Tell me once and for all,
and be quick!

Why do you want to know that much?

You're like a baby asking
for the matches to play with.

Why do you force yourself upon us?

- l can't put up with...
- With what? Uncertainty?

Don'tjeer at me!
l will not let you torture me!

Act according to the due process of
law and stop playing with me!..

Don't talk about the due process.
l've invited you here as my friend.

l don't want your friendship.
l spit on it!

l'm going to take my cap and go. What
do you say if you want to arrest me?

Do you want to see a little surprise?

What surprise?

lt's sitting there behind the door.

What is it? Where?

lt's locked.

l've got the key here.

You're lying, you damned punchinello!

l know. You're tricking me
to get me to betray myself.

You couldn't betray yourself any more.
You are beside yourself.

And don't shout so, or l'll call
the guards.

Let me in!

They're coming! You've got it all
worked out.

Well, bring them in, your deputies,
your witnesses! l'm ready!

What's going on out there?

He's not wanted! Let him wait!
How irregular! Get out!

l'm guilty!

Get out of here!

Mine is the sin. l am the murderer!

What? You? Whom did you murder?

Alyona lvanovna
and her sister.

With an axe.

Darkness came over me!

l didn't ask you
what came over you.

- Speak, did you kill then?
- l did.

With an axe. And Mitka's not guilty.
He had no share in it.

Rodion Romanovich, excuse me.
This won't do. You must go.

- You see, what a surprise.
- You didn't expect this?

Nor did you. You're trembling
all over.

- So are you.
- Yes, l am. l didn't expect this.

Aren't you going to show me your
surprise?

Why, his teeth are clattering
as he asks.

You're an ironical person.

- Well, goodbye for now.
- l think we can say goodbye forever.

That's in God's hands.

Please, don't feel embarrassed.

We don't know each other well,
but it doesn't matter.

My dear Sofia Semyonovna,

l chanced yesterday in passing

to exchange a couple of words
with your poor mother.

lsn't it so? Katerina lvanovna stands
in the place a mother to you?

Quite so, yes, the place of a mother.

Those few words were sufficient for
me to understand

that she is in a state -
preternatural, if one may so express it.

Yes, preternatural.

Or it would be simpler to say, ill.

Yes, ill.

Allow me to ask.

She told me yesterday

that you had undertaken
to get her a pension.

A go-ahead lady.
She's dreaming of a pension already.

Yes, she is.

She's credulous and good-hearted, she
believes everything out of kindness.

She is like that.

Excuse me.

But you haven't heard what l have
to say.

No, l haven't heard.

lf there could be any hope of
a pension, it would be very ephemeral.

Your late parent
had not served his full term

and had not indeed been in the service
at all of late.

So l should be glad, so far as lies
in my power, to be of service.

So far as lies in my power. Not more.

That's why l ventured to trouble
you to come here.

ln my opinion it's unsafe to put
money in Katerina lvanovna's hands.

The dinner today is a proof of that.

Though she has not a crust of bread
for tomorrow,

she has bought today
Jamaica rum, Madeira and coffee.

lt's only once in her life.

She was anxious
to do honour.

To celebrate the memory.

This is only today.

Tomorrow it will fall
upon you again. lt's absurd.

Will you accept
for the benefit of your relation,

the small sum that l'm able
to spare from me personally.

l would wish that my name should not
be mentioned in connection with it.

Here...

Thank you.

God will...

God will reward you...

Thank you.

l heard and saw everything.
That is honourable.

l mean to say, it's humane.

You wanted to avoid gratitude.
l saw!

That's all nonsense.

He was drunk, he didn't pay me.
Get out of my lodgings!

Madam, if you dare again to set
your contemptible wretch of a father

on a level
with my papa,

l will tear that bonnet off your
head and trample it under foot!

Leave the lodgings this minute!

Pyotr Petrovich, remembering
my father's hospitality,

protect us, you at least!

Make this mean wretch
understand that she cannot

treat like this a lady in misfortune,
that there's a law for such things!

Excuse me.

l'll go to the Governor General
himself. She shall answer for it...

Allow me, madam,
l've come about my own affairs.

l do not intend
to take part in your squabbles.

And l had not the honour,

as you're well aware,
of knowing your father.

Sofia lvanovna...
l think it is?

Excuse me for possibly interrupting
you, but it's a matter of importance.

l'm glad indeed to find other people
present.

lmmediately after your visit
l found

that a hundred-ruble note
was missing from my table.

How can you explain this?

l... l don't know.

l know nothing about it.

Like a true friend l beg you...

And you could have no better friend at
the moment. Think what you're doing

Otherwise l shall be immovable!

l have taken nothing.

You gave me ten rubles, here it is.
Take it.

Amalia lvanovna,
send for the watchman.

l knew she was the thief!

l beg you, my dear lady,
to remember your words

which have been uttered, by the way,
before witnesses.

What!

You accuse her of stealing?

Sonya?

Ah, the wretches!

How dared you take
ten rubles from him?

Hold that mad woman!

What! Mad?

Am l mad?
ldiot! Pettifogging lawyer!

Calm yourself.

And you too, sausage-maker!
Stealing!

Calm down!

Search her!
Search her! Come on, search!

But if you don't find it,
you'll answer for it, my dear fellow!

l'll go to our Sovereign, to the Czar
himself and throw myself at his feet!

You think they wouldn't let me in?
You're wrong, l will get in! l will!

l see that you're not so submissive.

Search her!

Go on!

l'm ready, but in any case it's
difficult on account of her sex.

Maybe Amalia lvanovna...

Let any one who likes search her.
Sonya, turn out your pockets.

Look, look, monster. You see?

Here is the other pocket.

Thief! Out of my lodging!

They must be sent to Siberia!

No, it wasn't l. l know nothing
about it.

l didn't take it!

l don't believe it, Sonya! You see?
Sonya!

l don't believe it!

How stupid these people are!
You're fools, fools!

You don't know what a girl she is!

What a heart she has!

She went out on the street

because my children
were starving.

She sold herself for us!

Sonya!

Defend her!

Why are you all standing still?!
Defend her!

Madam, this incident
does not reflect upon you.

No one would accuse you of being
an instigator or an accomplice.

As for you, Mademoiselle,
may this disgrace

be a lesson to you for the future.

Very well, l will carry
the matter no further.

Enough.

How vile!

What vileness!

And you dared
to call me as witness?

What do you mean?

l mean that you're a slanderer!
That's what my words mean.

Are you out of your mind?

l'm in my mind!
But you are a scoundrel! Scoundrel!

Ah, how vile!

Would you believe it, he himself,
with his own hands,

gave that hundred-ruble note
to Sofia Semyonovna.

l saw it. l was a witness,
l'll take my oath!

Are you crazy?

How could you, standing by the window,
see the note? You fancied it.

l saw how you slipped it in her
pocket.

Only like a fool l thought
you did it out of kindness.

Andrei Semyonovich!
Protect her!

You're the only one to take our part!
God has sent you.

She's an orphan. God has sent you.
Andrei Semyonovich, my dear...

You say l've put it on her
on purpose? What for?

Why are you slandering me?
What have l to do with this...

You're lying! Call the police.
l'll take my oath.

One thing l don't understand though.
Why did he risk such a vile action?

Oh, despicable man!

He should be flogged with his
pants down. Flogged!

l can explain why he risked such
an action.

l suspected that scoundrelly intrigue

because of the circumstances
known to me only.

This gentleman was recently engaged
to be married to my sister.

Two days ago l drove him out of my
room, and he wrote to my mother

about Sofia Semyonovna's character,
aiming at dividing me from my family.

But yesterday l have restored
the truth, adding that he, Luzhin,

with all his virtues was not worth
Sofia Semyonovna's little finger.

A final rupture took place
and he was turned out of the house.

ln fact, if he had succeeded in proving
that Sofia Semyonovna was a thief,

he might have been able
to estrange me from my family!

Allow me to pass, gentlemen.

Kindly leave at once! l don't want
to see you again in my room!

l told you myself today that l was
going.

Now l will simply add that you're
a fool.

l advise you to see a doctor for
your brains and your short sight.

l shall prosecute!

Swine!

Out of my lodgings!
Quick march! At once!

Amalia lvanovna, calm yourself.

As though that godless
calumny was not enough!

And now this wretch!.. This wretch!

Calm down!

On the day of my husband's funeral
l'm turned out of my lodgings!

Good God!

Whom should You protect if not us
orphans? Oh, God!

Why have l come here?
l'm only torturing you.

Oh, how you're suffering!

Nonsense!

Listen, Sonya...

Remember l said
that if l came back today

l would tell you who murdered
Lizaveta?

Did you really mean what you said
yesterday?

But how do you know?

l know.

Why do you frighten me like that?

Take a good look.

Oh, my God!
What have you done to yourself?!

There is nobody, not one in this
world as unhappy as you are!

No!

Then you won't leave me, Sonya?

No, l'll never leave you!

l'll go anywhere with you, l'll
follow you to the end of the world!

l'll go even to prison with you!

But how could you?

How could a man like you
do it?

ln order to rob her. Please stop it.

Were you hungry?
To help your mother, right?

No, l wasn't that hungry. l...

lt's true that l did want to help
my mother.

But that wasn't the real reason
either. Don't torment me.

lf l had killed
simply because l was hungry,

l would be happy now.

What difference would it make to you
if l were to confess that l did wrong?

Why do you want to triumph over me?

You won't understand anything.
l'll only make you suffer.

- Aren't you suffering too?
- l'm bad at heart.

You remember that.

lt may explain many things.

l've come because l'm bad.

There're men who wouldn't have come.

But l'm a coward and a scoundrel.

No, no, that's not what l mean!

We're so different!

lt's good that you are here.
lt's better that l know.

l'll tell you.

l wanted to be a Napoleon.
That's why l killed.

You understand now?

Tell me, and l shall understand
within myself.

You'll understand?

We'll see.

l asked myself one day this question:

what if Napoleon had happened
to be in my place?

And if he had not had Toulon nor
Egypt to begin his career with,

but instead of all those picturesque
and monumental things,

there had simply been some ridiculous
old hag, a pawnbroker,

who had to be murdered too

to get money from her trunk
for his career. You understand?

Would he have brought himself
to that?

Wouldn't he have felt a pang at its
being far from monumental, and sinful?

l worried myself fearfully
over that question,

and l was ashamed when l guessed
at last that he wouldn't have,

that it wouldn't even have struck him
that it was not monumental.

He would have strangled her
without thinking about it.

Well, l too...

Left off thinking about it...

l just murdered her.

Following his example.

Oh, that's not it!
How could one?

l wanted to find out
then and quickly

whether l was a louse like everybody
else or a man.

Whether l can step over barriers
or not.

Whether l am a trembling creature
or whether l have the right?

To kill?
Have the right to kill?

Oh, Sonya...

The devil led me on.

l'll tell you.

When l went to that old woman,

l only went to try.
l want you to know it.

And you murdered.

- You murdered.
- But how did l murder?

ls that the way one murders? Some day
l'll tell you what l felt then.

Did l kill the old woman? No, l killed
myself, and not that old witch.

l destroyed myself once and for all.

Enough, Sonya, enough!
Leave me alone.

Oh, how you're suffering!

How you are suffering...

What am l to do now?

What are you to do? Stand up.

Go and first kiss the earth
which you have defiled.

Bow down to all the world and say
to all men loudly, ''l'm a murderer!''

Then God will send you life again.

You mean l must give myself up?

Suffer and expiate your sin by it.
That's what you must do.

- No, l'm not going to them.
- lt'll be too much for you to bear.

What will l say? That l killed and did
not dare take the money, but hid it?

They'd laugh at me.

What a burden to carry!
And for your whole life!

- Your whole life!
- l'll get used to it.

Perhaps l've slandered myself.

Perhaps l'm not a louse but a man,
l may have judged myself too quickly.

Yesterday l thought l was lost.

But today things look much better.

They have nothing against me.

They'll put me in prison, l know that.

lt's nothing, they'll have
to let me go.

They have no evidence against me.

Will you come to see me in prison?

l'll come.

Sofia Semyonovna, are you home?
l must see you. l'm sorry.

Katerina lvanovna has lost her mind.

She's down by the canal, not far
from here.

She's beside herself.
She's lost her head completely.

They're going to take her to
the police.

The landlady went for her, but
Katerina lvanovna gives her no quarter.

She had run to Semyon
Zakharovich's chief,

and even fetched him out from dinner.

You can imagine what happened.
She was turned out.

She abused him
and threw something at him.

She keeps beating the children...

Let's go home!

l will not go back!

l will never come back
to that drunken German woman!

Let all Petersburg see

how the children beg in the street.
The children of an honourable man

who served faithfully all his life,

who might be said to have died
in the line of duty!

Rodion Romanovich, will you please
explain to this silly girl

that it's the smartest thing for me
to do.

Even organ grinders earn a living.

Anyone can see we're respectable.

Kolia, Lyonia, come and dance!

Here, take this.

Thank you, you're
most generous, sir.

Polya, take the money.

The circumstances that forced us...

Let's go, Katerina lvanovna!

Stop this!

What do you want, you fool?

- Please help us, sir.
- Come along, l'll go with you.

You'll have to stop this!

Come on, children!

Stop this circus!

Kolia! Lyonia! Where are you going?

Sonya, make them come back!

You ungrateful children!
Polya, catch them!

This way, bring her in here.

You brought them back, didn't you,
Polya?

Where did you go, you silly things?

So this is where you live, Sonya?

l've never been in your room before.
Never before.

We all have been your ruin, Sonya.

Polya, Lyonia, Kolia, come here.

Here they are, Sonya, all three.

l pass them on to you.

l've had enough now.
The ball is over.

Leave me alone.
Let me die in peace.

l'll make all the arrangements for
the funeral and the rest of it.

l'll put these two little ones and
Polya

into an orphanage where
they'll get good care.

l'll settle 1 ,500 rubles on each which
they'll receive when they come of age.

That way Sofia Semyonovna won't
need to worry about them.

And l'll also help her get out of the
mire. She's a good girl, isn't she?

You can tell Avdotya Romanovna that
that's what happening to her money.

But what's behind
all that benevolence?

Oh, you skeptical man, l've told you
that l don't need that money.

You won't believe that l'm doing it
just for the sake of humanity?

She wasn'tjust a louse, was she?

Like some old
woman pawnbroker.

And if l do not help, the same
thing will happen to Polya.

How do you know this?

l live on the other side of the wall,
at Madame Resslich's.

This is Kapernaumov's and that's
Madame Resslich's. l'm a neighbour.

You?

Me.

l give you my word of honour,
my dear Rodion Romanovich,

that you intrigue me a great deal.

l told you that we should become
friends.

l predicted it,
and here we are.

You'll see what an accommodating
person l am.

You'll see that l'm very easy
to get on with.

You weren't expecting a visitor,
were you?

Forgive me for this presumptuous
intrusion.

l have been meaning to stop by.

l was passing this way and thought,
why not drop in and see him?

But l found you were out.

So l decided to smoke one
cigarette... and then leave.

What can l do for you?

l came to explain things,
my dear Rodion Romanovich.

l feel there must be
an explanation between us.

A strange scene took place
last time we met.

lt's true that the first time we met
a strange scene occurred too, but...

l felt maybe l'd behaved
unfairly towards you.

You remember, it got rather out of
hand. lt was undignified.

So l judged that things
should be open between us.

Yes, these suspicions and scenes

have been going on much too long.

lf Mikolka hadn't put a stop to it, l
don't know where it might have ended...

What... What are you driving at?

What do l mean?

l'll try to explain how this whole
misunderstanding came about.

l've made you suffer very much.

l'm not a monster.

l realize how difficult it is to bear
all this for a man who is proud,

imperious and impatient.

Above all, impatient.

l may tell you frankly

the whole thing was an accident.

An accident that

might not have happened at all.

And then some hearsay,
and the records of the old woman.

Everything started to fit together,
my dear Rodion Romanovich.

l happened to recall your article
in that magazine, you remember?

l made fun of you
on your very first visit,

but actually, as a great lover of
literature, l like very much

these first, young and fiery, essays.

Smoke, fog. lt's like a chord
vibrating in the mist.

Your article is absurd and
fantastic, but obviously sincere.

lt's full of the pride of youth,
and incorruptibility.

There's a brave desperation in it.
lt's a gloomy article.

l pictured you writing it when unable
to sleep,

your heart pounding,
your enthusiasm reined in.

But this repressed enthusiasm of
youth can be dangerous.

l said to myself then: ''No, no,
this man won't go the common way.''

This man will come himself.

lf he is guilty, he will come
of his own free will.

Another man wouldn't,
but he will.

So l was expecting you,

and God had sent you - you did come.

Why need you have come to see me then?

And your laugh as you came in,
remember?

Everything was as clear as crystal
at once.

And as for what followed...

l would've given a thousand rubles
to have seen with my own eyes

how you walked beside that man after
he called you a murderer to your face

and you didn't dare ask him anything.

What made you come at that precise
moment?

lt looked as if someone were
pushing you, honest to God.

And if it were not for Mikolka?
lt was like a thunderbolt from a cloud!

Though l didn't believe in this
thunderbolt. You saw that yourself.

l said to myself, ''Mikolka has
nothing to do with this.''

You still think he's guilty.
You told Razumikhin he was.

Mister Razumikhin?

Never mind.
No point in involving him.

As for Mikolka, would you like to
know what kind of a man he is?

He's really a child. Not exactly
a coward, but a little...

by way of an artist.

He's innocent.

He's prone to fantasy.

Very receptive to various ideas.

He was deeply influenced
by an old priest.

Once he got to Petersburg,
there were the women and the wine.

The old priest and his teachings were
forgotten.

Then this case came along.

The very word ''trial'' frightened him!

You know the idea the people have
of our legal proceedings.

He was frightened. He tried to hang
himself, to run away.

Perhaps already in prison he
remembered his priest and his words.

One has to suffer.
So he took his suffering.

No, my dear Rodion Romanovich...

...it's not Mikolka.

This is a fantastic, gloomy business.

A modern case.

Bookish dreams.

A heart unsettled by theories.

He forgot to close the door after him,
but yet he murdered.

Murdered two people for a theory.

And another thing:

he murdered, yet he looks upon
himself as an honest man.

Poses as injured innocence.

lt couldn't be Mikolka,
my dear Rodion Romanovich.

No, it couldn't be Mikolka.

Then who is the murderer?

What do you mean, who's the murderer?
You're the murderer, Rodion Romanovich.

You are the murderer, of course.

You didn't seem to have understood me
correctly, and so you got astonished.

l've come to tell you everything
and to deal quite frankly with you.

- l didn't kill...
- Yes, you did.

You are the murderer, no one else.

So you're up to your old tricks!

Still using the same methods!

Aren't you tired of them?

Oh, stop that!

lt isn't a matter of methods. We're
whispering alone, with no witnesses.

You can see yourself l haven't come
here to hunt you like an animal.

lt doesn't matter to me if you
confess or not.

l've already made up my mind.

Then why did you come here?
Why don't you arrest me?

lt's not in my interest
to place you under arrest.

Not in your interest?
lf you're convinced, it's your duty.

What if l'm convinced? For the moment
it's only my dreams, pure psychology.

And apart from that,
l still have no proof.

Consequently, l've come with a
proposition that you come and confess.

lt will be tremendously to your
advantage.

And to mine as well, just to get it
off my back.

Am l not being completely honest?

But suppose you are wrong?

No, l am not wrong.

And l haven't the right to put it off
much longer. l will have to arrest you.

lt no longer makes any difference
to me.

So it's entirely for your sake,
Rodion Romanovich.

Why should l confess?
What's my advantage?

Don't you know that it would
considerably lighten your sentence?

Think of the timing
of such an action.

Just when another man has confessed
to the crime and confused things.

And l give you my sacred word of
honour,

l'll arrange everything so that your
confession will come as a surprise.

We'll do away with all this
psychology and all my suspicions.

Your crime will appear to have been
committed in the state of insanity.

For l think you were temporarily
insane at the time.

l am an honest man,
l will keep my word.

Don't bother.

l don't care about reducing
my sentence.

Don't disdain life.

Most of it is still before you. Why
not a lighter sentence, impatient man?

- Most of what is still before me?
- Of life!

Maybe it's God's way of saving you.

The time will be shortened...

When do you plan to have me arrested?

l can give you
a day or two.

- And what if l run away?
- No, you won't run away.

You don't believe in your theory any
more. What would you run away with?

And what would you do?
A fugitive's life is a hard one.

No, you won't run away, Rodion
Romanovich.

You can't get along without us.

lf you run away, you'll just come
back again.

No, you won't run away.

Are you going for a walk?
lt's going to be a lovely evening.

That is, if we don't have a storm.
Though it might freshen the air.

Please don't think l've made any
sort of confession to you today.

l only listened to you because l was
curious.

l haven't confessed to anything,
remember that!

Oh, l know, l'll remember it.
Don't worry, my dear.

Take a nice walk.

But don't go too far.

There's one more request.

lt's a little delicate, but rather
important.

l say this just in case,
not because l believe it

or think you're capable of it,
butjust in case.

lf by any chance it should occur to
you in those 40 or 50 hours

to end this matter differently,
in some fantastic manner,

to lay hands on yourself...

Perhaps this is an absurd supposition
and l hope you'll forgive me for that,

would you be so good as to leave
a short but thorough note,

just two lines,
two lines will do, that's all.

That would be generous of you.

Well, goodbye.

Good thoughts
and sound decisions.

Let's go. l don't want Rodion
Romanovich know about our meeting.

Now my brother can't see us.

Your letter interested me.

But l won't go any further with you.
You can tell me everything here.

l can't tell you this in the middle
of the street.

You must hear what Sofia
Semyonovna has to say.

l have some interesting
papers to show you.

lf you don't agree, l'll go away
at once.

Please remember
that a most curious secret

involving your beloved brother
is within my keeping.

What are you afraid of?
We're not in a village.

And even in a village you did me
more harm that l ever did to you...

Does Sofia Semyonovna expect me?

No. l have said nothing to her.

l'm not even certain she's home.
Probably she is.

l live across the way.

There, our building's watchman
has seen me coming with a lady.

He's noticed your face. lt could be
useful to you if you suspect me.

Forgive me for speaking so bluntly.

Why should you be frightened, like
a child?

Am l really so terrifying?

Though l know you are
a man without scruples...

l am not in the least frightened
by you.

Lead the way, please.

Here's your letter.
Can what you write be true?

You hint at a crime allegedly
committed by my brother.

You hint at it clearly,
now you dare not deny it.

You say you have proof of it. Well,
what is it?

Though l warn you, l don't believe
you.

Why did you come then?
Was it simply curiosity?

Don't torment me. What is it?

You're a very brave young lady.

Though everything about you is
perfect.

As far as your brother is concerned...

You saw him just now.

What did you think?

Surely you're not basing
your accusations on that?

No. Not on that.
l am basing it on his own words.

He is a murderer.

He murdered an old woman who'd lent
money and with whom he'd pawned things.

He murdered her sister, too,
Yelizaveta, who sold old clothes

and who just happened to come in
at the moment of the murder.

He told this to Sofia Semyonovna, who
is the only one to know his secret.

Don't be alarmed. She won't betray him.

lt's not possible!

He had no reason to!
Absolutely none! He had no motive.

lt's all lies!

He killed her to rob her. That was
the motive.

Though he made no use of the jewelry,
nor the money.

Because he was afraid to use them.

ls it likely
that my brother is a thief?

You've seen him.
Does he look like a thief?

l wouldn't have believed it either
if l'd been told of it as you have.

But l believe the evidence of my own
ears.

Why would he murder?

lt's a long story.

He has a sort of theory
that a crime is justified,

if the final goal is beneficial.

Then there is the irritation of being
hungry, of living in a cramped flat,

wearing rags, and the plight of his
family,

but above all there is his vanity.
His pride and his vanity.

And his conscience?

Do you deny him
his moral feeling?

Oh, Avdotya Romanovna,
everything is upside down.

Though l suppose things never were
in better order than they are now.

Russians have big ideas, Avdotya
Romanovna, as large as their country.

And we've always been disposed to
chaos and fantasy.

Do you remember the many evening
conversations we've had about that?

You're very pale.

l would like to see Sofia Semyonovna.
How do l find her?

ls this the way to her room?
Perhaps she has come back.

l must see her at once. Let her...

She will not return before this night.

Oh, you're lying!
l know you. These are all lies.

l don't believe you! lt's not true!

Calm down.

Do you want me to send him abroad?
l can get a ticket in three days.

- Where are you going?
- To him. Where's he?

Why is the door locked?
When did you lock it?

There's no use to go looking for him.
You'll only give him away.

You must know that he's already
being followed.

We can still save him.

Can we really save him?

lt all depends on you.

On you alone.

Only one word from you and he'll be
saved.

l...

l will save him.

You don't need Razumikhin. l love you
too, l love you more than he ever can.

Let me kiss
the hem of your dress!

The rustle of your skirt drives me mad.

l will do everything, the impossible,
anything!

Don't look at me like that!
Don't you know it kills me?

Open the door! Open it!
ls there no one?!

No one.

Everyone is out.
lt's useless to scream.

You're exciting yourself for nothing.

Give me the key!
Open the door now, you vile man!

So that's how it is?

Well...

That certainly makes things easier
for me.

That's my revolver, isn't it?
From home. l've been looking for it.

lt's not yours! lt belonged to Marfa
Petrovna whom you killed, you villain!

Are you so sure it was l who killed
her?

You! You never stopped hinting at it.
You spoke of poison.

l knew you had gone for it.
You had everything prepared.

lt must have been you! Beast!

Even if it were true, it would have
been your fault. You were the reason.

You're lying!
l have always despised you!

You seem to have forgotten, Avdotya
Romanovna,

how you softened to me
in the heat of propaganda.

l could see it in your eyes.

Remember that beautiful moonlit night?
The nightingale was singing.

Don't dare come near me,
or l'll shoot!

Shoot!

You missed!

Try again. l'm waiting.

Please let me go!

Then, you don't love me?

You can never love me?

Never?

Never.

Here is the key.
You'd better leave at once.

At once!

May l come in, Sofia Semyonovna?

Let's sit down, Sofia Semyonovna.

l may be leaving for America soon.

Since we're probably seeing
each other for the last time,

l've come to make some arrangements
with you.

The money for your sisters and
brother has been put into safe hands.

You'd better keep the receipts
for it, just in case.

Well, that's all taken care of.

Here are three five-percent bonds for
three thousand. Take them for yourself.

Let's keep it between ourselves.
Don't tell anyone about them.

You've done so much for the children
and me,

and the late Katerina lvanovna.

lf l have not thanked you properly
before this, l hope...

Please don't!

But all this money, Arkady lvanovich,
l really don't need it now.

l can always earn my own living.

Don't think me ungrateful,
but this money...

lt's for you, Sofia Semyonovna, and,
please, not another word about it.

You'll need it.

Rodion Romanovich has two alternatives:

a bullet through his brain
or Siberia.

Don't worry, l'm not a gossip.

lt was good advice you gave him.

He should turn himself in like you
said.

lt would be the best thing for him.

lf it turns out to be Siberia,
he will go, and you will follow.

lsn't that right?

That's right, and you'll need money.

So until you need it, keep it hidden.

But you can't go out
in this terrible rain.

lf one is going to America, one can't
let a little rain stop him.

Goodbye, my dear
Sofia Semyonovna.

Live, my dear,

and may you live long.

You will be of use to others.

ls no one in?

Whom did you want to see?

Ah, fee fo fie fum,
l smell the blood of a Russian...

How does it go in the fairy tale?

My respects.
Paying us a visit?

lf you've come on business, you're
too early. l'm here only by chance.

Though l'm ready to help.

l must admit...
What is it? Excuse me...

Raskolnikov.

Of course, Raskolnikov.
You didn't imagine l'd forgotten?

Rodion... Rodionovich, isn't that right?

- Rodion Romanovich.
- Ah, yes. Please sit down.

l'm sorry about the way
l behaved the other day...

They've explained to me since.

You're a young writer, and a learned
one too, taking your very first steps.

My wife and l have a great respect
for literature.

lt's a real passion with my wife.

Literature and the arts.

l even meant to look you up
and apologize.

But l thought that maybe you'd...

But l haven't even asked
what l can do for you.

l heard that your family have come?

Yes, my mother and sister.

l have had the honour of meeting
your sister.

A highly cultivated and charming
person.

But as for my looking suspiciously
at your fainting fit,

that affair has been cleared up later.

Bigotry and fanaticism.
l understand your indignation.

l may be an official,

but l'm always bound

to feel myself a man
and a citizen.

There is an immoderate
zeal for education.

But once you're educated, that's
enough. Why abuse it?

Look at these suicides, how common
they are, you can't fancy!

Nil Pavlovich!

What was the name of that gentleman
who shot himself on Peterburgskaya?

- Svidrigailov.
- Svidrigailov?!

Svidrigailov has shot himself?

What, do you know Svidrigailov?

Yes.

l knew him.

- He hasn't been here long.
- Yes, that's so.

He had lost his wife.
A man of reckless habits.

And all of a sudden he shot himself,
and in such a scandalous way.

He had money, they say.

How did you come to know him?

l was acquainted.

My sister was governess in his family.

Oh, you've turned pale again.

lt's so stuffy here.

Yes, l must go.
Excuse my troubling you.

Not at all. lt was a pleasure.

Goodbye.

Oh, back again?
Have you left something behind?

lt was l...

lt was l who killed

the old pawnbroker woman

and her sister Yelizaveta with an axe.

And robbed them.

Screenplay by N. FlGUROVSKY
L. KULlDZHANOV

Directed by
L. KULlDZHANOV

Director of Photography
V. SHUMSKY

Production Designer
P. PASHKEVlCH

Cast:

Raskolnikov
Georgy TARATORKlN

Porfiry Petrovich
lnnokenty SMOKTUNOVSKY

Sonya Marmeladova
Tatiana BEDOVA

Avdotya Romanovna
Victoria FYODOROVA

Svidrigailov
Yefim KOPELYAN

Marmeladov
Yevgeny LEBEDEV

Yekaterina lvanovna
Maya BULGAKOVA

Pulkheria Alexandrovna
lrina GOSHEVA

Luzhin – V. BASOV
Razumikhin – A. PAVLOV

Alyona lvanovna – Ye. YEVSTRATOVA
Yelizaveta lvanovna – L. SOKOLOVA

Nastasya – l. MAKAROVA

Zamyotov – V. NOSlK

Lebezyatnikov – Yu. MEDVEDEV
Zosimov – Ye. LAZAREV

Lieutenant Powder – Yu. SARANTSEV
Nikodim Fomich – Yu. VOLKOV

The Marmeladov Children–L.SHEPELEV
L. PESKOVETSKAYA, M. SOLDATOVA

The End