{"id":3246,"date":"2005-06-22T06:03:36","date_gmt":"2005-06-22T10:03:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=3246"},"modified":"2023-08-17T07:45:42","modified_gmt":"2023-08-17T11:45:42","slug":"the-books-the-three-sisters-anton-chekhov","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=3246","title":{"rendered":"The Books: \u201cThe Three Sisters\u201d (Anton Chekhov)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Next book in my Daily Book Excerpt:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"9780060928759.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/9780060928759.jpg\" width=\"108\" height=\"150\" \/>More from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/0060928751\/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&#038;camp=1789&#038;creative=9325&#038;creativeASIN=0060928751&#038;linkCode=as2&#038;tag=thesheivari-20&#038;linkId=3LPHFPQUBD6WTKT5\">The Plays of Anton Chekhov<\/a><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com\/e\/ir?t=thesheivari-20&#038;l=as2&#038;o=1&#038;a=0060928751\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" style=\"border:none !important; margin:0px !important;\" \/>.  This excerpt is from <i>The Three Sisters<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s so many scenes to choose from here, not to mention the HEART-CRACK of the last scene, and Olga&#8217;s unbelievable monologue that closes the play.  But I decided to go with (in honor of my sister Siobhan who played her) Natasha&#8217;s entrance to the party.  The mood here is almost slapstick, and this is in the middle of a Chekhovian drama.  That&#8217;s why I love him.  He doesn&#8217;t choose a tone for his plays.  There are tragic moments, thoughtful moments, and absolutely hilarious moments.  They feel like life.  Or &#8230; life lived by people who really can feel things, who are not cut off.<\/p>\n<p>This scene makes me laugh out loud.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>\n<b>EXCERPT FROM <i>The Three Sisters<\/i>, by Anton Chekhov<\/b>.<\/p>\n<p>(<i>Enter Natasha; she wears a pink dress with a green belt<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  They&#8217;re already eating &#8230; I guess I&#8217;m late &#8230; (<i>Stops briefly in front of the mirror and fixes herself up<\/i>)  Well, at least my hair&#8217;s okay.  (<i>seeing Irina<\/i>)  Irina Sergeyevna, happy birthday!  Congratulations, honey!  (<i>Gives her a hug and several effusive kisses<\/i>)  You&#8217;ve got so many guests, I feel sort of embarrassed &#8230; Hello, Baron, how are you?<\/p>\n<p>OLGA.  (<i>coming into the living room<\/i>)  Well, if it isn&#8217;t Natalya Ivanova.  How <i>are<\/i> you, my sweet?<\/p>\n<p>(<i>They exchange kisses<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  You&#8217;ve got such a big party I really feel awfully embarrassed &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>OLGA.  Now, now, none of that, it&#8217;s all just friends &#8230; (<i>lowers her voice, a bit shocked<\/i>)  A green belt!  Darling, that just isn&#8217;t done!<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  Why?  Is it bad luck or something?<\/p>\n<p>OLGA.  No &#8230; it just doesn&#8217;t look right with that dress &#8230; well, it looks a bit odd, that&#8217;s all.<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  But why?  It isn&#8217;t really <i>so<\/i> green &#8212; I mean, it&#8217;s more, you know, green<i>ish<\/i> &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>(<i>She follows Olga into the dining room.  Everyone is now at the table; the living room is empty<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>KULYGIN.  Irina dearest, here&#8217;s hoping you find a suitable fiance.  It&#8217;s about time you got married.<\/p>\n<p>CHEBUTYKIN.  Here&#8217;s hoping Natlya Ivanova finds herself a boyfriend too.<\/p>\n<p>KULYGIN.  Natlya Ivanova already has a boyfriend.<\/p>\n<p>MASHA.  (<i>banging her plate with a fork<\/i>)  I&#8217;ll have another little glass of that wine.  Well, we only live once, by God, and sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.<\/p>\n<p>KULYGIN.  You get an F-minus in conduct.<\/p>\n<p>VERSHININ.  This vodka is delicious.  What gives it that spectial taste?<\/p>\n<p>SOLYONY.  Cockroach juice.<\/p>\n<p>IRINA.  (<i>crybaby voice<\/i>)  <i>Oh!<\/i>  That&#8217;s dis<i>gust<\/i>ing!<\/p>\n<p>OLGA.  We&#8217;re having roast turkey and apple pie for dinner tonight.  Thank God, I&#8217;ve got the whole day off, and the evening too &#8230; I hope you&#8217;ll all be able to come for dinner.<\/p>\n<p>VERSHININ.  I hope you&#8217;ll let me come too.<\/p>\n<p>IRINA.  Of course.<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  They&#8217;re very informal around here.<\/p>\n<p>CHEBUTYKIN.  &#8220;It&#8217;s love that makes the world go round &#8230;&#8221;  (<i>laughs<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>ANDREY. Will you all please stop it!  Aren&#8217;t you tired of it yet?<\/p>\n<p>(<i>Fedotik and Rohde enter with a big basket of flowers<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>FEDOTIK.  Oh, they&#8217;re already having lunch.<\/p>\n<p>ROHDE.  (<i>in a deep loud voice, with exaggerated &#8216;r&#8217;s<\/i>)  Lunch?  Yes, it&#8217;s true, they are already having lunch!<\/p>\n<p>FEDOTIK.  Wait a minute!  (<i>takes a picture<\/i>)  There!  Now one more &#8230; everybody hold still!  (<i>takes another picture<\/i>)  There!  Now you can all move!<\/p>\n<p>(<i>They take the basket of flowers and go into the dining room where everyone greets them noisily<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>ROHDE.  (<i>in a loud voice<\/i>)  Happy birthday and best wishes!  The very best!  The weather is just wonderful today, really beautiful.  I took some of the high-school boys out for a walk this morning &#8230; I&#8217;m the gymnastics coach at the high school.<\/p>\n<p>FEDOTIK.  That&#8217;s all right, irina Sergeyevna, you don&#8217;t have to hold still, it&#8217;s all right!  (<i>takes a picture<\/i>)  You look very interesting today.  (<i>takes a top out of his pocket<\/i>)  Oh, I forgot.  A present for you, a top.  It makes an amazing sound &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>IRINA.  Oh, it&#8217;s divine.<\/p>\n<p>MASHA.  &#8220;Beside the sea there stands a tree, and on that tree a golden chain  &#8230; and on that chain an educated cat goes around and around and around &#8230;&#8221;  (<i>tearfully<\/i>) Why do I keep saying that?  I can&#8217;t get it out of my head &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>KULYGIN.  There are thirteen of us at table!<\/p>\n<p>ROHDE.  Surely, ladies and gentlemen, you are above such silly superstitions?<\/p>\n<p>KULYGIN.  If there are thirteen at table, that means two of them are in love.  Ivan Romanich, I certainly hope nobody&#8217;s in love with <i>you<\/i> &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>CHEBUTYKIN.  Oh, not me.  I&#8217;m just an old boozer.  But look at Natalya Ivanovna: what do you suppose she&#8217;s got to blush about?<\/p>\n<p>(<i>Everybody laughs loudly.  Natasha gets up and runs into the living room.  Andrey follows her<\/i>)<\/p>\n<p>ANDREY.  It&#8217;s all right, don&#8217;t pay any attention to them!  Wait &#8230; don&#8217;t go, please &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  I&#8217;m so embarrassed.  I just don&#8217;t know what&#8217;s the matter with me; they just make fun of me all the time.  I know it&#8217;s not polite to leave the table like that, but I just couldn&#8217;t stand it, I really couldn&#8217;t &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>ANDREY.  Oh, darling, please, please don&#8217;t get upset.  They&#8217;re only joking, honestly they are; they all mean well.  Darling, they&#8217;re all nice people; they love me and they love you too.  Come on over here by the window &#8212; they can&#8217;t see us over here&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>NATASHA.  It&#8217;s just that I&#8217;m not used to these social occasions &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>ANDREY.  Oh, you&#8217;re so young, so young and beautiful!  Darling, oh, darling, don&#8217;t get upset.  Believe me, believe me &#8230; I feel so good.  I feel so full of love and I&#8217;m so proud &#8230; Oh, they can&#8217;t see us!  Don&#8217;t worry, they can&#8217;t see us.  I don&#8217;t know how I fell in love with you, or when, or why &#8212; I just don&#8217;t understand any of it.  Darling, you&#8217;re so sweet and so ordinary &#8230; I want you to marry me!  I love you, I love you &#8230; I&#8217;ve never loved anybody before &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>(<i>They kiss.  Two officers enter, see them kissing, and stop in amazement.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>CURTAIN<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Okay, so I think the funniest line in this scene?  Or potentially funniest line?  Is Natasha&#8217;s interjected comment to herself:  &#8220;They&#8217;re very informal around here.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe style=\"width:120px;height:240px;\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" src=\"\/\/ws-na.amazon-adsystem.com\/widgets\/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&#038;OneJS=1&#038;Operation=GetAdHtml&#038;MarketPlace=US&#038;source=ac&#038;ref=tf_til&#038;ad_type=product_link&#038;tracking_id=thesheivari-20&#038;marketplace=amazon&#038;region=US&#038;placement=0060928751&#038;asins=0060928751&#038;linkId=HFUMFNMREQUJKVCC&#038;show_border=true&#038;link_opens_in_new_window=true\"><br \/>\n<\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Next book in my Daily Book Excerpt: More from The Plays of Anton Chekhov. This excerpt is from The Three Sisters. 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