"THE MASTER AND MARGARITA" "Inspired by the novel by Mikhail Bulgakov published in 1966" "Why did you stop?" "You must crush that beast." "Do you still believe in the Devil?" " These aren't the Middle Ages" "I don't believe in God nor the Devil." "PONTIUS PILATUS" "Excuse me." "Where are you going?" "Even he doesn't know where!" "It's Nikolai Maksudov." "The Master, the playwright." "Bring in the accused." "Pilatus voice was different." "But Herod's palace was more or less the same." "Accused, did you incite the people to destroy the temple of Jerusalem?" "You must believe me, good man." "How dare you call me "good man"?" "The accused called me "good man"." "Centurion!" "Tell him how he must address the procurator." "You must address the Roman Procurator as "Excellency"." "Understood?" "Yes, I understand." "But don't hit me." "Your name?" "Yeshua Ha-Nozri." "Do you have a nickname?" "Yes, Jesus Christ!" "As far as I can remember, Sire," "Jesus was more robust, fatter." "You wouldn't be saying you resemble him, Azazelo?" "Oh, Azazelo..." "Is it true you incited the people to destroy the temple of Jerusalem?" "I said you had to believe me, good man" "Excellency..." "It is evidently a misunderstanding." "caused by the one who always follows me around with the parchment, writing down everything I say." "He does it this way and what he writes is wrong." "It's just a misunderstanding because he is a good man." "His name is Mateo Leví." "And what did you really say?" "I said that the day will come when the old religion's temple will fall and that the temple of truth will appear in it's place." "I never said that I wanted to destroy the ancient temple, excellency." "You must believe me." "Only a madman would say that." "Do you think I am mad?" "No." "You are just a liar." ""You speak of a truth that you do not know."" ""And what is truth, anyway?"" "You speak of a truth that you do not know." "And what is truth, anyway?" "Who approved the text?" "Good, now that little worm will stick to the phone." "Stop the rehearsal!" "Pavlov!" "Interrupt the rehearsal!" "Sorry, Sire, but now you have to take charge." "Hello?" "Proletarian Writer's Union?" "This is Rimski, the theater director." "Let me talk to comrade Berlioz." "Yes, this is his office, but he is not in." "I'm replacing him today." "Speak." "My name?" "Woland..." "Professor Woland." "Tell me." "Berlioz authorized me." "Rimski!" "Are you opposed to the truth?" "Don't commit an irreparable ideological error postponing the play." "Yes, I'm speaking for Berlioz." "He insists that rehearsals resume immediately." "Vagabond, why did you bother the people in the market, speaking of the truth?" "What is the truth?" "The truth is that right now your head aches so much that The thought of death terrifies you." "and you can't look me in the eyes." "But the headache will go away soon." "In effect, it is already going away, excellency." "Good, your headache has already gone away." "Untie his hands." "Why do you call all men "good"?" "Because all men are good." "It's the first time I've heard that." "Is this all he is accused of?" " No, there is more." "Do you know Judas Iscariot?" "Of course!" "Is he a good man, too?" " Yes, naturally." "What have you told him about Caesar and state power?" "I told him all power is violence against men and that one day there will be no Caesars nor emperors." "Man will enter the kingdom of truth and justice, where power will no longer be necessary." "Interrupt the rehearsal." "Why?" "Thanks, comrades, the rehearsal is over." "And tonight's opening, comrade Berlioz?" "There will be none." "Wouldn't it be better to remove the play from the repertoire?" "No." "The author has his rights." "I had already suspended the rehearsal, comrade." "I called you right away, but Woland, your assistant, told me I was an "enemy of the truth"." "Have you gone mad, Rimski?" "I was at the Atheist Writer's Congress!" "My office is locked and I have the key in my pocket." "And I don't have an assistant." "If I were you, I'd get my head examined." "Nikolai, I've always supported you, but this time it's impossible." "Why?" "Because Christ isn't like in the Gospels?" "Or does the way power is talked about bother you?" "It's just an interpretation." "It would be better for you to remove it." "But I like it a lot." "Why remove it?" "Then there won't be an opening night?" "The opening night has been postponed." "The rehearsals will continue." "Berlioz!" "Can you at least explain things to me?" "I see you need to get drunk." "Unlucky at love?" "You know..." "Your scarf is so white it looks like snow." "Is today a holiday?" "It's Thursday, a regular day." "Love takes us suddenly, like a murderer who appears out of nowhere." "and strikes both of us like a lightning strike or a serrated knife." "Don't pay attention to me." "I'm a little drunk." "I'm a writer." "Do you like this flower?" "I love flowers." "but yellow ones remind me of the death of seasons." "I saw you this morning" "I was at the tram stop." "Did you see?" "What happened at the theater this morning?" "Nothing." "These three idiots arrived!" "Why did they stop the rehearsals and postpone the opening?" "Because a fourth arrived." "How nice!" "It's a machine I inherited from my father." "I like useless things." ""A shadow came from the sea and covered Jerusalem on the 14th day of the spring month of Nizan."" "They have condemned Christ." "Do you always write on the walls?" "Yes, when I want my ideas to last." "I wrote my first text for "Poncio Pilatos" on this wall." "This way I have it all in front of me and I don't have to turn the page." "Look, there is the third act, the most important one." "And up there, the epilogue." "Don't pay any attention to the mess." "Tonight I dreamt of Satan." "Who?" " Satan." "He looked me straight in the eye." "How strange, people never look me straight into the eye..." "Only you, Margarita." "And where was your Satan?" "Where did you find him?" "Here, in Moscow." "It was just a dream, I know." "But it wouldn't surprise me" "I believe in the irrational." "In the beneficial power of disorder." "Apparently!" "But what are we talking about?" "Maybe I've had too much to drink." "Margarita Nikolaevna," "Don't take offence please." "But why don't you stay with me tonight?" "I will... but not tonight." "And you, Nikolai, could you love me?" "They killed all three." "I touched them." "They were cold." "Did you give them to drink before they died?" " Yes." "He drank." " Who?" "Jesus." "Did he say anything?" "He did not accuse anyone." "What do you mean no one?" " That, excellence, he did not say." "My dear Afranio," "I have to tell you you're the best secret police chief I ever had." "I follow your instructions, excellency." "Nothing more." "I hear that tonight Judas of Kiriath will be killed." "Of late, I've been applauded for things not deserved." "I have no information on the murder of Judas." "You're a good police man, Afranio." "But tonight Judas will be killed." "Sorry, excellency, but I doubt it." "Judas is watched by my men." "No one can approach him." "And I repeat, Afriano, Judas will be murdered tonight." "I have the power, and I'll use it if I have to." "Do we agree, Afranio?" "I understand perfectly, excellency." "I will follow your orders." "Judas will be killed tonight." "Tomorrow I'll bring you the news of his death." "Where is the dog?" "But where is it?" "Has it disappeared?" "Do you think this is the time to be looking for a dog?" "Is this how you rehearse?" "Pavlov, I beg you to demand more from the actors." "Comrade writer, you worry about writing, and I'll worry about directing and about the dogs." "I consulted the Gospels." "Everything is different." "What if we sent him to Yalta?" "Remember that time with Dadov?" "It went well." "He withdrew the play himself." "I can get the tickets, but they'll say I play favorites." "Everyone asks me, refusing is unpleasant." "Comrade Berlioz is at the Union Management?" "Yes." "I was summoned." "Sit down, Nikolai Maksudov." "We'll go together." "Thank you." "May I?" "Nikolai!" "Is it true that you have withdrawn the play?" " Not to my knowledge." "Everybody knows." "Come on, you can tell me." "You have withdrawn "Pontius Pilatus"" "and you have been admitted to the directorate" "If withdrawing a work was sufficient we'd all be directors." "And there are already enough directors." "You did well." "But, think" "I applied to write a novella and they have given me 20 pages." "Not enough for a poem." "Not a problem for me, I write on the walls." "I have to see what I write." "Good morning." "Believe me, I'm not late on purpose." "But you only called me half an hour ago." "Can I sit down?" "What a question, Nikolai Maksudov!" "You're always welcome." "But I don't understand the call." "Who called you?" "I have not moved from here" "It wasn't you?" "I don't know." "You don't have a substitute?" "But since you're here... we can resolve this confusion about "Pontius Pilatus"." "What confusion?" "That story is quite clear." "I can explain it if you want." "Really, are you clear about what you have written?" "I'm not saying it's a bad piece..." " Then why should I withdraw it?" "You are the president." "You are perfectly aware that it can't be performed." "Do you realize that it is a work in which you've written that all power is violence?" "Why?" "Isn't it true?" "Something strange has happened to you, Nikolai." "You know what they say?" "Some texts only favor the enemy." "And why should the truth favor the enemy?" "I repeat, Nikolai." "Think it over." "Believe me, you must withdraw it spontaneously." "You look tired." "Why don't you go to Yalta for a few month's rest?" "To Yalta?" "Me?" "If I understand correctly, my "Pontius Pilatus" was eliminated from the repertoire." "No, the rehearsals continue." " Eternally?" "Berlioz, what are you afraid of?" "There's something I haven't told you.." "I'm married." "It happens." "My husband works for the police." "Nobody's perfect." "There's something else I didn't tell you." "We didn't meet by chance." "I've been following you for a while" "Why, Margarita?" "I've seen you shop alone many times." "Going out with your pockets full of papers." "Once... on a holiday," "you walked a lot." "There was a strong wind." "You were so distracted..." "I thought..." ""now the wind will take him"." "I liked the way you walked." "You looked... as if you'd just woken up." "I knew there were a lot of beautiful things left to discover but I would never have seen them on my own." "And you, why?" "Maybe because of the solitude in your eyes." "Margarita, it would be better if you didn't love me." "Do you really think all men are good?" "I'm not sure anymore." "Sometimes I think that... there's no justice, only law." "Are you looking for Nikolai Maksudov?" " Yes." "Upstairs, to the right." "Just push, the door is open." "Nikolai Maksudov?" "Nikolai!" "Master?" "Good morning, Oscar Danilovic." "Forgive my boldness." "They told me the door was open." "Don't worry, Oscar Danilovic." "We all do it." " Comrade Berlioz sent me." "My visit is private, let's say, confidential." "Nikolai, you know how much Berlioz appreciates you." "Excuse me speaking like this, but Berlioz is a true friend of yours" "Did you come just to tell me that?" "Look..." "Berlioz, and all of us, believe that the best thing would be to send everything to hell and go to Yalta." "Yalta is a paradise." "Sea, sun..." "Not everyone is so lucky." "And if I didn't feel like going?" "You'd better think it over" "I'm sorry, but I really can't go." "I'm thinking of writing a novel." "A novel?" "A novel about Satan, in Moscow." "You understand, I can't leave everything here on its own." "As you wish, Nikolai Maksudov." "Either you withdraw "Pontius Pilatus" spontaneously." "or we'll have to discuss your case, today, at the Union's plenary session and you know well what may be the consequences." "Go to hell." "Citizen!" "You know you mustn't be cruel to animals." "Go to hell, you and your animals." "Get out..." "I didn't send you to hell but you're going, no doubt." "One shouldn't be cruel to animals and black cats should be treated especially well." "Would you like a ride, citizen?" "I'm sure you're going far." "To Treskaja Street." "It's not true that there's always sun in Yalta." "Right now, for example, it's raining." "What?" "Yes, yes... it's pouring rain." "You'll catch a good cold today, Oscar Danilovic." "Where are we?" "You ask me?" "We're in Yalta, damnit!" "How disgraceful, citizen!" "Papers!" "Where is the suit?" "In Moscow!" " It's not funny!" " Foreign ships came through here!" "My name is Oscar Danilovic." "I'm a writer." "Secretary of the Union of Proletarian Writers." "A few moments ago, in Moscow, I got in a taxi." "Couldn't you have a twin brother?" "I don't know anything." "Come with me." "Maksudov, have you seen Oscar Danilovic ?" "Yes." "Let's start without him." "For a long time the conduct of one of our members has been violently opposed to the statues of our Union." "We must be at the service of the masses." "And he dusts off religious myths." "These are not the Middle Ages, comrades." "Comrade Rimski speaks the truth.." "I completely agree with him." "Help!" "Confirm my identity." "The Yalta police arrested me as a foreign spy." "Oscar Danilovic." "Nikolai, are you sure you saw Oscar Danilovic this morning?" "Of course." "He wanted to send me to Yalta!" "Comrads..." "It's not your turn, Nikolai." "Others asked to speak before you." "Before coming here, I had a meeting with the management." "And this morning Oscar Danilovic came to my house." "Without being invited." "Nikolai!" "Have you gone crazy?" "Forgive me, Berlioz." "I know I'm causing you pain." "But the truth is they wanted to buy me off." "yes, I know." "Everyone though it didn't matter." "But they wanted to buy my freedom." "I wish to declare that my freedom is not for sale." "The freedom to write implies the freedom of a citizen." "At least, I think so." "Without real liberty, there can't be real socialism." "Do you agree, Berlioz?" "No one can force me to withdraw a work which I think is just." "No one can force me to shut up." "Comrades, you may misunderstand my words." "but not my writing." "What the hell are you talking about?" "Freedom, you idiot." "The dramatist Bobov has the floor." "I know him very well." "Are we meeting... just to hear his sermon?" "He saw his name on the Proclamation on the wall and he thinks he's Tolstoy." "Let him go to his lover's house!" "Thank you, comrade Bobov." "Lavrovic the critic has the floor." "I strongly condemn" "I have the floor and I don't cede it to anyone!" "Look at him!" "the Master..." "I'm a writer, too." "But he can write whatever he wants and I must follow the directives." "I'm not saying it's not fair but down with the privileges." "I share a single room and he has two rooms." "And he even has a bathroom!" "Comrades, Bobov is drunk." "But no one keeps him from talking." "We can't go on!" "I don't understand anything." "The Master is one of our greatest writers." "Shut up!" "Sit down, you idiot." "Despite comrade's Bobov declaration being too emotional the comments on the Master are correct." "I propose we name a committee to review comrade's Maksudov case." "Why don't you speak, Nikolai?" "It's your turn!" "What can I say?" "It's clear the decision has already been made." "Pontius Pilatus" " ¿Y el ensayo?" " Hoy no hay ensayo." "Se ha aplazado." "¿Novedades en la prensa?" "Ya lo he leído, si quiere, se lo doy." "This table is reserved for Lavrovic, the critic." "No, there must be some mistake." "This table is mine." "The restaurant is reserved for proletarian writers." "You can't stay here." "I'm a very famous writer." "I write in all languages." "I just asked you because we don't want" "Will you... be leaving right away?" "Don't count on it." "I'm waiting for the best." "Rimski." "Can't you see I'm dancing?" "The review of my "Pontius Pilatus" was in today's papers." "Yes, and?" "The play was never performed." "How should I know what the press does?" "I'm just in charge of the theatre." "They couldn't have seen it without your permission." "They didn't even see it." "At least, not in my theatre." "And as far as I'm concerned, they'll never see it." "That was the decision of the commission!" "Destroy my work before they saw it." "And the critics play along with the farce." "Fine!" "Ask the critics, not me." "There's Lavrovic." "is it you, Lavrovic?" "I read your review on my "Pontius Pilatus"." "Have you seen the play?" "is it necessary to see certain plays to condemn them?" "La masa no ha de ser confundida." "Debemos tener en cuenta que también el pueblo tiene alma." "You're Latunski, right?" "I'd like to talk to you." "Tell me the truth, Berlioz." "is my work so bad?" " No, it's not bad." "Then you're more guilty than the others." "because you understand more than them." "Berlioz, you sold your conscience." " I'm not like you Obviously." "We're not equals." "You're a man of power." " Yes." " And I'll use that power, if I must." " What's wrong with you?" "¿Has recitado mi "Poncio Pilatos"?" "What if someone were to hear you?" "What's wrong?" "Don't you feel well?" "Nothing, nothing." "I'm better now." "I had a kind of hallucination." "Maybe it's time to send it all to hell and get some rest." "In Yalta?" "What was I going to say?" "Oh, yes..." "That Jesus of yours!" "The so-called Son of God doesn't exist." "he never existed." "If I understand you correctly you're saying that Jesus never existed?" "Yes, that's what I said." "Very good..." "You're an atheist?" " Yes, I'm an atheist." "Allow me to thank you with all my heart." "There's no need." "Being an atheist is natural in our country." "Someone with reason can't believe in God." "Very good!" "That is exactly... what old Immanuel Kant used to tell me." "And he is also the one who a bit later demonstrated the existence of God." "If he hadn't died 200 years ago, today they'd put him in a madhouse.." "The place where he is now isn't the place he wanted for himself." "I told him one day when we were having dinner here together..." ""Professor, professor... your ideas are too complicated." "people will laugh at you."" "Please, forgive me!" "." "I forgot to introduce myself." "I too am a professor." "Of black magic." "My name is Woland." "I came to Moscow to do historical research." "precisely on the existence of God." "Tell me, please... if God never existed who directed mankind; who governed to world and continues to do so?" " Man Man is mortal!" "Tell me!" "Perhaps you know what will happen to you tonight?" "This night, I'll preside over the session of the Proletarian Writer's Union unless a roof tile falls on my head." "Please..." "A roof tile never falls on a person's head by chance" "Don't be afraid of a roof tile." "you'll die another way." "They'll cut your head off." "Who?" "My enemies?" "The invaders?" "A young woman with a red scarf around her neck." "Go away!" " I must go." "Go!" "And remember, in the few moments of life you have left that Jesus existed." "I saw him, I talked to him." "And the devil?" "Doesn't he exist?" "If we go on like this, nothing will exist." "That wretch is running to the office ot the phone." "It's no use." "Anushka already spilled the sunflower oil." "Catch him!" "Let go of me!" "What do you want?" "What's going on?" "Should I inform someone of this tragedy?" "Berlioz!" "Berlioz!" "It wasn't my fault!" "It wasn't my fault!" "I braked!" "I swear it, comrades!" "Poor man, he slipped in the oil and of with his head!" "Anushka spilled the oil and he slipped." " Where's the head?" "It disappeared." "I know..." "I know who cut his head off." "Who?" "The Devil." "This is no time for jokes." "Professor!" "Professor!" "Berlioz is dead." "Satan killed him." "Yes, no doubt." "It could only have been the Devil." "I saw it." "The tram cut off his head." "and now they can't find it." "And this is his hat." "Relax, We know you're worried." "You just need some peace." "What, you speak of peace?" "And the Devil is in the city!" "Yes!" "I know!" "He came for people like him." "Yes!" "You, Bobov!" "When was the last time you told the truth!" "And you, did you ever sacrifice yourself for anything?" "And you, did you ever love anyone who was beneath you?" "You're all the same." "Hypocrites and scoundrels." "You don't have a single opinion you would risk anything for." "You're only interested in your bank accounts, your privileges and your dirty lies." "With your cowardice you've betrayed the revolution." "They won't let me work." "And without work, my life is meaningless." "If I can't write plays, I'll ask the government to offer me a role as an extra." "if I'm no good as a stage technician." "But don't keep me away from the theater because it is my life." "I belong to this country and I believe in socialism" "I suffered for the revolution because then, as now" "I believed that the revolution meant freedom." "Stop persecuting me, or shoot me." "Let me live. or kill me." "Just don't bury me alive." "I've been looking for you and calling you on the phone all day." "I've suffered for you." "Why didn't you answer?" "They disconnected my phone." "They don't want me to talk." "What will they do to you?" "Nothing, nothing." "Margarita, I'm not well." "I'm in a sorry state." "I know..." "Margarita, I saw him!" " Who?" "Him" "The tram cut Berlioz's head off," "I'd foreseen it." "I had foreseen it all." "I also said he'd slip in a sunflower oil stain." "And then he vanished." "Then it's true..." "You really aren't well." "No..." "Listen, I've written a letter." "It's very important." "It's there on the table." "Please, mail it right away." "Tomorrow I'll come for good." "We'll wake up together every day." "I'll come live among your useless things." "See you tomorrow." "Who are you?" " Me?" "Grunya." "Where is Nikolai?" "What are you doing here?" "We should be asking you that." "Showing up at another person's house like this is bad manners." "We are... decent people, educated." "Grunya, tell her to get out of our apartment." "Please." "Tell me where he is." "We were together last night.." "He couldn't have vanished like this, overnight." "What?" "You're still here?" "This is our house now." "I don't know who lived here before and I don't want to know." "Come, Grunya." "wipe that scribbling of the wall." "Excuse me, are you the theatre director?" "Yes." "What do you want?" "Where is Nikolai Maksudov?" " What do you want with him?" "Where is Nikolai Maksudov?" "What do you want me to tell you?" "I'm not interested in people's private lives." "At least tell me where I can look for him!" "At his place, Dverski Street, 25." "In the attic." "Couldn't he have moved?" "You're a coward and a liar." "They're burying Berlioz," "President of the Proletarian Writer's Union." "Look, Margarita Nikolajevna." "They're burying the dead man and can't find his head." "I don't know you." "Ture, you can't know me." "Yes..." "They stole Berlioz's head." "I wonder who would need it, there wasn't much inside." ""A shadow came from the sea and covered Jerusalem on the 14th day of the spring month of Nizan."" "Oh God!" "I'll thank you not to speak that name in my presence." "Berlioz is dead" "But he lives." "Him." "Who are you?" "I've been given different names depending on the time and place." "Samael," "Belial," "Beelzebub, Lucifer, even Satan." "But to you, I'm Woland..." "Professor Woland." "Specialist in black magic." "You'll find the Master." "You'll see him soon." "I promise." "Good day, citizen Bobov." "Good citizen Bobov." "Who are you?" "Come on, don't you know?" "I am professor Woland." "No painkiller could ease the pain, dear Bobov." "You ate a lot and drank much wine and vodka, Bobov." "It's bad for your intestines." "You were upset by Berlioz's death?" "What are you going to do?" "But it's already noon and you're still in my apartment." "Grunya!" "Who is this cat?" "I'm very tired." "My show commences tonight at 8, at the theatre." "It is exactly what they've always dreamed of." "Art for the masses." "I assure you it shall be sublime." "You want to phone too?" "It's become an obsession." "Hello, brother." "Hello, Bobov!" "The monster is Azazelo." "The one who's about to kill you." "Ah, Bobov!" "I don't understand how Bobov could become a dramatist." "If he's a dramatist, then I'm a cardinal!" "Sire, why talk to him?" "Isn't he the only villain I get to talk to?" "I'm listening, Bobov." "With your permission, Sire, that guy has nothing to say." "He hasn't said a sensible thing in his entire life." "Isn't that right, Bobov?" "And anyway..." "What are you doing here?" "This isn't your house, isn't it?" "Cat got your tongue?" "Oh, yes." "He's well known for being a talkative man." "His reports to the police are numerous." "As far as the Master is concerned, for example, it's abominable!" "Do you enjoy being alive, Bobov?" "Why do you enjoy being alive?" "Back, Satan!" "Satan..." "Satan..." "He was greedy, avid." "He ate and drank too much." "Heart attack." "Who but the Devil could foresee a man's death so precisely?" "Only Satan could remove a competent head." "Only the Devil could come to Moscow." "and demonstrate the existence of God." "Any venereal diseases in your family?" "What are you doing?" "Comrade Maksudov, we want to help you get well." "I'm not ill." "Of course not." "But you are a little nervous and this will calm you down." "You need to rest." "Why rest?" "Rest if you need." "I want to go!" " Where?" "I must find him." " Who?" "Satan." "An obvious case of schizophrenia." "I'm not crazy..." "It's just an excuse." "I wouldn't trade places with Bobov." "Or Latunski..." "Or the others." "Sir, please, open the door." "Here comes the other little worm." "Oh, it's you!" "I'm looking for conrad Bobov." "We were expecting you." "He's here." "Come in." "I came to..." " Why?" "To return the "Pontius Pilatus" manuscript to comrade Bobov." "No, not there." "That goes into the trash." "My dear Lavrovic, how nice to see you." "Come in." "Come." "Make yourself at home." "This place is yours." "Come." "Sit down, Lavrovic." "What are you waiting for?" "Are you hurt?" "I..." "I'd like to leave." "You haven't arrived yet and you already want to leave?" "Well, you can't" " Sit down." "Good..." "I see you remembered to bring the manuscript of the Master's play." "Tell me." "Did you write this article without anyone having seen the play?" "Not even you?" "That's not very honest, no?" "You're a coward, Lavrovic!" "A coward!" "A great coward!" "People should not be confused." "He has a great responsibility to the masses and the party." "And he writes reviews with errors." "Shit." "Would you like a glass of wine?" "We have a very good one." "Thanks, I don't drink." "We are about to play poker." "We just needed a fourth player." "I never play cards." "That's no good." "A man who doesn't love gambling, or wine, or beautiful women is either sick or a coward." "Then it's true Azazelo was right." "Lavrovic is a coward." "Are you a coward?" " He's just sick." "Sit!" "He doesn't know he'll die in 5 months or what of." "march 30th, of liver cancer." "In the first state clinic." "In the clinic In ward D." "But I know" "Off with you, Lavrovic." "Disappear!" "Do you know how long you've had cancer?" "Since you wrote that article about the Master's play!" "Get out!" "Don't forget your hat." "I'm not crazy!" "Let me out!" "Let me out!" "Open up!" "Open up!" "Open up!" "We did a good job, didn't we, Sire?" "What's that lazy Korovjev doing?" "Here I am, Majesty." "I killed myself through work, and you know it, don't you?" "." ""Religion is the opium of the people."" "PONTIUS PILATUS" "What's going on?" "Let me through!" "Let me through!" "I'm the director of the theatre." "Come, comrade, come." "An unusual provocation." "We all applaud him." "The author is in the madhouse and they publish like this!" "In my opinion, there's a reason." "I want to know who is behind this." " And we, what should we do?" "Actually, this "Pontius Pilatus" isn't bad." "I always said so." "The thing is Berlioz didn't approve of it." "He made me write that damn review." "Instead of recriminating, it would be better if you called the Ministry." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Ministry of Culture?" "Yes, Ministry of Culture speaking." "Yes, I am aware of that." "The premiere of "Pontius Pilate" will take place tonight." "Very good, Rimski." "Reserve two front row seats for me, please." "And now another thing:" "the famous professor Woland..." "What?" "You don't know professor Woland?" "Well, you'll get to know him." "This afternoon, before the play, he'll perform a session of black magic." "Of black magic!" "It was the Minister." "He said he already knows everything." "It's a trick" "It's a trick to see if we're in line and if we obey." "And we obey?" " Of course!" "Esteemed audience." "After lengthy preparations" "We present the drama "Pontius Pilatus" by Nikolai Maksudov." "But tonight, we will offer, so to speak, a double bill." "Our foreign artist professor Woland will present an unusual spectacle." "A spectacle of black magic." "We know that magic is superstition." "And the show is precisely dedicated to unmasking magic." "Professor Woland!" "Azazelo!" " Yes?" "Can you explain who that idiotic announcer is?" "I have no idea." "Do you think he's finished making stupid remarks." "He's gone." "Where are we now?" "On earth, idiots." "What do you see?" "It moves." "What?" "I can't make it out." "Men!" " Do they look bad?" "No." "Not yet." "Are they different from the rest?" "It's hard to know." "Alright." "We'll seen soon enough." "You can start." "Respected audience," "In this hat there's a 100 ruble bill!" "100 real rubies!" "It's gone!" " It blew away." "No, it didn't blew away." "It didn't blew away." "It's here, in the 7th row." "Citizen Parcevski has it." " Exactly!" "And in citizen Parcevski's wallet." "In his I.D.," "There's a summons from the tribunal for not having deposited the food quota for his ex-wife." "Professor Woland... will give everyone a 100 ruble bill!" "Citizens!" "It's very simple." "It's a trick!" "Dialectical materialism can explain it all" "Explain it!" "Esteemed citizens, I beg you to forgive this poor fool!" "How disgraceful, comrade Rimski." "Behaving that way in front of people!" "What will they think of comrade Azazelo?" "If this bore hadn't shown up," "your pockets would be full now!" "A 100 ruble bills for each of you!" "And instead, nothing!" "Citizens!" "This is a case of mass hypnosis." "An interesting experiment." "Let's ask the professor to explain his trick." "You'll see how the fake 100 rubles that Parcevski has in his pocket." "disappear the same way they appeared." "It's not true!" "It's not true!" "Citizen Parcevski's rubles are genuine!" "Do you take us for swindling fools?" "Do you suggest that the critic Latunski's dollars are also fake?" "They're real!" "And how!" "Latunski, Latunski..." "Do you know that commercializing dollars is forbidden?" "It takes five years trading!" "It would be appropriate, citizens artists that you immediately reveal your tricks to the audience." "Excuse me, what?" "I tell you to reveal your tricks." "Ah no..." "I'm sorry, but there's nothing to reveal." "Everything is clear." " No please!" "We need to know!" "The audience demands an explanation!" "And I say the audience doesn't demand any such thing." "But if you would like me to reveal the truth, I'll humor you." "Tell me, where were you this evening, Ariman?" "This evening my husband was working in his editorial office." "But I don't see the point." "It's nothing to do with magic." "We didn't expect you to understand." "But tonight Ariman was not in his editorial office." "He spent the night with an actress from the travelling theater" "Milizia Nikolajevna Pokobazko, a charming young lady 20 years younger than you!" "Margarita's business!" "Everything you see is yours!" "We exchange old for new national for foreign." "All styles." "Evening suits, shoes" "Everything imported and free!" "Magnificent!" "Go on!" "Go on!" "Our spectators are impatient." "How beautiful!" "Stupendous!" "One..." "Two..." "Three." "They're not real dresses!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "I want you to know that this was not on the program." "We're getting tired of this guy." "Police!" "Police!" "Stop!" "Lower the curtain!" "It's dangerous..." "We'll all end up in jail!" "Get out!" "." "Didn't you hear?" "Get lost!" "Out!" "A doctor!" "A doctor!" "Are you going to keep saying stupid things?" "No." "Will you make more phone calls?" " No." "Will you spy again?" "No, I won't do it anymore!" " Are you sure?" "I'm sure, I'll never do it again!" "Really!" "Mercy!" "Mercy!" "Should we forgive him?" "Mercy!" "Mercy!" "Forgive him!" "Have mercy!" "Sire, tell me what I'm supposed to do." "Men are the same everywhere." "They love money, are frivolous, ambitious." "But sometimes, one finds the way to their hearts." "It rarely happens." "You can put his head back on!" "Leave, disappear." "It's more fun without you." "One..." "Two..." "Three." "Bring in the accused." "I've read your play." "Unfortunately, I don't completely approve of it." "I can't give it the green light." "But you will be granted peace." "That's Pilatus' wine." "Falerno." "It's 2000 years old." "I tell you power is just violence against men." "Do you realize what you're saying?" "Why do you ask, excellency?" "Do I look like a mad man?"