KOSTILYOFF [yelling] What? I? The Boss? I get out? You thief!
PEPEL [sullenly] Go away, Mishka!
KOSTILYOFF. Don’t you dare—I—I’ll show you.
[Pepel seizes him by the collar and shakes him. From the stove come loud noises and yawns. Pepel releases Kostilyoff who runs into the hallway, screaming.]
PEPEL [jumping on a bunk] Who is it? Who’s on the stove?
LUKA [raising his head] Eh?
PEPEL. You?
LUKA [undisturbed] I—I myself—oh, dear Jesus!
PEPEL [shuts hallway door, looks for the wooden closing bar, but can’t find it] The devil! Come down, old man!
LUKA. I’m climbing down—all right . . .