"smash old ways in order to create new ones.

"Great men are not afraid to be criminals."

There's a lot I can forgive in a sick man,

but not anything.

Please meet my cousin, Porfiry Petrovich,

scourge of Petersburg's criminal classes.

Examining magistrate, actually. It's a policeman with knobs on.

(ALL LAUGHING)

- Brother. - Oh, my darling!

Oh, my darling boy!

What are you looking for?

A really good time.

She seems to have made an impression on you, Rodya.

She's a prostitute.

Desperate to get my hands on a witness, you see.

As for a murderer, even better.

PORFIRY: Oh, we'll make him suffer. But will he make himself?

(DOOR OPENING)

MAN: You are a murderer.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Come out, then.

I'm ready for you.

(FLY BUZZING)

(LAUGHING)

You again. I didn't make a mistake the first time.

I'll do it again.

Because you're just a means to an end.

You're not even a person.

You're just a piece of shit that I had to wipe off my shoe so I could...

So I could keep going.

This isn't why I'm doing it. This is not...

Would Napoleon be stuffing his pockets like this?

(GASPS)

Who are you?

- Did Porfiry send you? - Porfiry? Not a name I know.

And as much as I admire Napoleon, I'm no emissary of his either.

- You heard me? - Heard you? I virtually saw you.

Allow me to introduce myself. Arkadije Svidrigailov.

My sister's tormentor.

- I don't think so. - I'd love to see her again.

- And I was hoping that... - You know she's in Petersburg.

I was on the same train.

Well then, if you want my help, I'll, er...

I'll give you directions back to the station.

I wanted to make your acquaintance, too, of course.

- Have done for some time actually. - Well, you've made it. So will you go?

What did I do that was so terrible?

Her honour has been outraged.

Yes?

But just imagine for a moment

that I'm the one who was helpless.

Helpless with love.

I'm only human.

So, in fact, it was perfectly natural for me to suggest

that we elope together to Switzerland or America.

My sister was thrown out of your house.

Yes! I'm afraid my wife jumped to the wrong conclusions,

but it turned out all right in the end.

I came clean.

- You're still a creep. - But not a murderer.

- What? - I'm sure you've heard

about my wife's misfortune.

- Dirty work by the sound of it. - She died from natural causes.

The enquiry established it. Besides, I...

I only used that little horsewhip twice.

Which I think, to be perfectly frank, she rather liked.

- Liked? - All women like being wronged.

They relish occasions like that.

Diversions and smack, she got one.

Do you know that my wife came to see me an hour after her funeral?

What?

Then again the other day on the train.

And today in my apartment.

- A ghost? - Oh, yes, but nothing dramatic.

She reminds me to do something and then off she goes again.

- But it feels so real when she comes. - How do you know?

Because they always are.

- What did you say? - Nonsense.

- Just go and see a doctor. - I know I'm ill.

That's why she visits me. Who visits you?

Look, what do you want with my sister?

I want her permission to offer her 10,000 rubles

to lessen the inconvenience of her break-up

with that puffed up, provincial parvenu.

- Don't you ever give up? - There's no calculation in my offer.

If there were, the sum would be more.

And in any case, you should also tell her

that my wife has left her 3,000 rubles.

I don't want her to be enthralled to me.

I just don't want her to be enthralled to Luzhin.

You're still trying to position yourself with her.

I've released the feelings I had for her.

I just want to see her. Once, before I...

Before I go away.

No. I'm not wearing any of this. And she won't be able to bear it.

If she marries him, she'll simply be accepting money anyway.

My wife kept me like I was a piece of treasure

she'd stuffed in her pocket.

Your sister doesn't deserve that fate.

- Talk to her. - Why should I intervene for you?

Because I think we see things the same way.

Don't you? I think we're birds of a feather.

You're a bloody vulture.

Those ghosts you see...

- They don't trouble me. - Oh, I think they do.

Interesting thing is, though, I know how my ghost got there.

What about you?

I trust your journey was satisfactory.

Our journey, yes. Our arrival less so.

- I sent my apologies. - I brought them here.

Got himself sent Mr Razumikhin to us.

I have to inform you that it appears to be the case

that Arkadije Svidrigailov is in Petersburg.

Can't he leave Dunya in peace even here?

He is here, no doubt, busily reverting to his old customs.

But you need have no fear

that he will be able to make Dunya the subject of them.

He came to see me.

He's desperate for a meeting with you, Dunya.

- He has a proposition. - My God.

It's all right. I know what this one is, Mother.

Anyway, there's more.

His wife has left you 3,000 rubles in her will.

Is this true?

I have heard it, too.

Then thank God and pray for her, Dunya.

- What else did he say? - And this, this proposition?

Later, Mother.

I have some business to attend to so I shan't intrude any more.

But you meant to come for the whole evening.

Yes, I meant to. Under certain conditions.

Which haven't been met.

Please don't talk so legally.

You two can clear this up now because if Rodya really did insult you,

he'll apologise for it, won't you?

Some limits once crossed, well, there's no going back on it.

There is for my sake.

Dunya, I think very highly of you.

Adore you, as it were.

But I cannot assume an obligation which is so incompatible with my...

Your what?

I've always considered you an intelligent and noble-minded man.

I'm marrying you, for heaven's sake.

Don't disappoint me. Don't force me to make a choice.

A choice?

You mean to put me on a par with him?

Of course. He's been precious to me all my life.

You are looking to your future, Dunya.

I have to be more precious.

But you wrote me about Rodya and you said things that aren't true.

I do not recall having written anything untrue, madam.

I did not give the money to Sonia as you claimed.

I gave it to her family. So you lied, didn't you?

She...

She is a member of that family.

- Unworthy, immoral... - Unhappy.

But still worth 10 of you.

So you'd be happy to introduce her to your mother and sister, would you?

Oh, I already have.

Yes. We sat together yesterday, didn't we, Mother?

Rodya.

I think my judgement has been proved to be sound in this matter.

I shall now expect to be spared any further meetings of this sort.

And perhaps I should be spared any further meetings, too.

This is indeed a new turn, Dunya.

I can't help wondering if it isn't connected with the 3,000 rubles

- bequeathed to you. - Shame.

You really were calculating on our helplessness, weren't you?

- I make no such calculations. - Well, not now anyway.

I'll leave you to consider Svidrigailov's proposal.

I'm sure it'll be of agreeable significance to you.

This is the man you intend to marry, sister.

- Get out. Just get out. - Shall I break his head first?

If I leave,

and you may be certain of this,

I shall never come back. Think about it carefully.

It needs no consideration at all.

At all.

Out.

PULCHERIA: God has spared us.

DUNYA: I'm sorry. Forgive me.

Well, I think it's a wonderful development.

(DUNYA LAUGHS)

(CLEARS THROAT) Shall we eat?

- See you. - SVIDRIGAILOV: Hello, neighbour.

How much do you charge?

- Why? - Why?

It's a perfectly reasonable question to ask a prostitute, isn't it? How much?

You want a go of me?

No, thank you, my dear. I like two things.

Whole-hearted vice or seducing virtuous women.

And with you, well, it wouldn't be either, would it?

Goodbye.

"Borrow 1,000 from me," my uncle keeps saying.

So that's what I'm going to do. Start-up capital.

And that's where we could join forces.

But we've only just had news of this money.

He knows the publishing trade better than anyone in Petersburg.

And I know exactly what needs translating.

I'm very drawn to the idea.

And it's certainly true we'll have to stay here for the foreseeable future.

Now we're getting somewhere.

- Rodya. - Where are you going?

You're in on this, too.

- No. - DUNYA: What do you mean?

I think it's best if we don't see each other for a while.

I'm out of sorts, really.

I'll be in touch.

I'll keep you in my thoughts. And I love you.

- God have mercy, Rodya. - I've made up my mind.

It's like Porfiry said. I know the value of my family.

That's why you have to try and forget about me.

It may not be forever 'cause I might even come back.

If you love me, say goodbye to me now.

Make it up with us, please.

Let's go back to how we were before.

Don't make me hate you.

- What are you doing to our mother? - It might not be forever.

Dunya, this isn't cruelty, this is madness.

He's insane. Wait, wait, I'll be back.

Rodya, you can't do this.

- Go back to the room. Stay with them. - What, and let you go? No.

I'm not like them.

Give up on me, Razumikhin.

You might have done already, despite what you say.

But not them.

Don't abandon them.

Do you understand?

Do you see?

No. I don't see.

I can't see a thing.

Just watch over them, then.

I'm sorry it's so late.

I might never see you again.

Come on. Sit down.

You're so skinny.

Nothing of you. You're like a ghost.

What's wrong?

- Do you despise me? - No.

No, no. Of course not.

I just want to know what's going to become of you, that's all.

What do you mean?

Well, it won't be long before Katerina Ivanovna dies of consumption.

- Don't say that. - It's true.

Anyway, listen. What the point I'm trying to make is

you're going to have to look after the children.

Then who's going to go and earn? It'll have to be little Polya.

You've mortified and betrayed yourself for nothing.

You live in all this shit and filth. And you hate it.