[Deemer]
(Ilya and Polina enter the kitchen. Ilya goes to the vodka bottle and takes a swig.)
POLINA: You're drinking early today.
ILYA: Not as early as you're complaining.
POLINA: You're going to do what you want.
ILYA: That's right. And with a kind heart - do you want a glass?
POLINA: Why not?
(Smiling, Ilya pours two glasses.)
ILYA: I hope Treplev learned his lesson.
POLINA: What lesson is that?
ILYA: That he has no talent writing for the stage.
POLINA: Irina still was more cruel than she had to be.
ILYA: Better he learns the lesson now than later, when it's even more painful.
To your health.
(They drink.)
POLINA: Will you be joining us for cake?
ILYA: I have work to do at the boathouse.
POLINA: Another bottle stashed there, too?
ILYA: And if I do?
POLINA: You're going to do what you want.
ILYA: That I am. More before I go?
POLINA: No.
ILYA: This is Moscow vodka. If you want more later, use the other bottle.
POLINA: I'm not going to steal your precious Moscow vodka.
ILYA: You're a wise woman.
(He leaves. Polina fetches a prepared tray of small cakes and exits to the living room.)
[follow Polina to living room]