Mrs. Popov. I don't care what you do. You won't get a kopeck! Leave me alone.
Smirnov. As I haven't the pleasure of being either your husband or your fiancé please don't make a scene. [He sits down.] I can't stand it.
Mrs. Popov [breathing hard]. You are going to sit down?
Smirnov. I already have.
Mrs. Popov. Kindly leave the house!
Smirnov. Give me the money.
Mrs. Popov. I don't care to speak with impudent men. Leave! [Pause.] You aren't going?
Smirnov. No.
Mrs. Popov. No?
Smirnov. No.