MÁSHA. And what about me?
FÉDYA. What about you? It would have set you free too. Is it better for you to be tormented by me?
MÁSHA. Seems it's better. I can't live without you.
FÉDYA. What sort of life could you have with me? You'd have cried a bit, and then gone on living your own life.
MÁSHA. I shouldn't have cried at all! Go to the devil, if you don't pity me! [Cries].
FÉDYA. Másha, dearest! I meant to do it for the best.
MÁSHA. Best for yourself!
FÉDYA [smiles] How's that, when I meant to kill myself?
MÁSHA. Of course, best for yourself! But what is it you want? Tell me.
FÉDYA. What I want? I want a great deal.