[Chekhov]
NINA: I am alone. Once a century I open my lips and speak, but in the vast empty void no one hears me. Not even the pale fire hears me. Its flames, born in the marsh toward daybreak, flicker lifelessly - and Satan, who is the father of Eternal Matter, fears that life may be born in you, pale fire, and so creates the movement of atoms. You and the stones and the sea change endlessly. Only I, the Oversoul, remain eternal and unchanged.
But I am like a prisoner thrown into a deep, dark well, lost and alone. Only one thing is not hidden from me - my victory over Satan, so that Spirit and Matter will merge and the reign of Universal Will will begin. But that will happen long after everything turns to dust. Until then - only desolation and horror.
(Two red dots appear against the background of the lake.)
My enemy, Satan, is approaching. See his terrible red eyes!
IRINA: I smell sulfur. Is this part of the play?
TREPLEV: Yes.
IRINA: (laughing) How modern - special effects!
TREPLEV: Mother!
NINA: Satan is lonely without mankind.
POLINA: (to Dorn) Put your hat back on before you catch cold.
IRINA: He's taken his hat off to Satan, the father of Eternal Matter.
TREPLEV: That's it! Curtain! The play's over!