Yuri [to Professor]:
I'll be a doctor for others, and a poet for myself.
Yuri:
It's all a mystery. Love - the idea that there is someone already there in the world who might hold the key to your whole existence.
Tonya:
It's a poem about love. It's beautiful. Is it about anyone in particular?
Yuri:
Who knows where inspiration comes from.
Komarovsky:
[
to Yuri] She's not for you.
Tonya:
[
voiceover] My dear Yury, it feels so strange to be writing this to you, not knowing whether you are dead or alive. Do you know that we have a little daughter? We have christened her Masha, in memory of your mother. Yury, we are being deported. My father has fallen out of favor. I don't know whether they will let you come, too, or if you want to come or even if you are alive. But I must believe you are and hope that you receive this and come to find us one day. God keep you. I must stop. They are here. I must pray that we shall all be safe, but it feels... as if they had come to take us to our death. Oh, Yury. Goodbye, my love. Goodbye. Let me make the sign of the cross over you and bless you for all the years ahead. I am not blaming you for anything. Make your life as you wish. Only that you are all right. Tonya.
Yuri:
Do you have any idea how much she loved you?
Stelnikov/Pasha:
What makes you say that?
Yuri:
Because she told me herself.
Misha Gordon:
[
to Lara] These are yours. His poems. We're all in there, all our lives, all these terrible times. But most of all, you.
Lara:
I was hoping you wouldn't remember me. I don't think I made a good impression upon you before.
Yuri:
You made an impression.
Yuri [to Lara]:
I wish, I wish I could live two lives. My own, and to see you well and happy. To know you weren't in need of anything. I'm sure you'll find someone you could be happy with. Of course I'd want to knock his teeth out.
Stelnikov/Pasha:
But what does that matter? The private life, love, and so on, it's all dead and gone now, don't you agree? We have more important things to do. In any case, it was a way to delusion.
Yuri:
It's the only thing that makes life worth living.
Lara:
Listen, you could turn around, walk down the stairs, and go home.
Yuri:
No, I can't.
Lara:
No, I don't want you to.
Yuri:
[
to Sasha] Perhaps we're standing still and it's the world that's moving past us.
Misha Gordon:
After all this you still write poetry?
Yuri:
[
nods]
Misha Gordon:
What about?
Yuri:
The world, love, particular people, how extraordinary it all is, what a gift it is to be alive in the world and know you're alive.
Lara:
I saw you in the library.
Yuri:
Why didn't you speak to me?
Lara:
Don't tell me you didn't see me.
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