"Golden Calf", an opera by Evgeni Kostitsyn
 
After "Golden Calf", a novel by Ilf and Petrov.
 
English libretto by Evgeni Kostitsyn 
(edited by Dennis J. Carlile)
 
Epigraph: "I am an old professor escaped from Moscow Cheka(KGB predecessor). It was very difficult... My greetings to you!" Ostap Bender
 
Libretto.
 
The First Act. The First Scene.
 
\Town Arbatov. Ostap Bender and Shura Balaganov sit in a summer co-operative garden drinking beer.\
 
Shura: Why do you need that much... and all together?
Ostap: Actually, I need more. I want to leave, Comrade Shura, go faraway, to Rio-de-Janeiro. Of course, you can’t know anything about life in that city.
 
\Tango is sounding.\
 
Shura: Where will you get half a million?
Ostap: Anywhere. Show me a rich man and I’ll get hold of his money. Only – there’s not one rich person here. 
Shura: Not true! There’s a lot of rich people!
Ostap: And do you know them? Can you give a name and street address of at least one Soviet millionaire? Indeed, they exist, they must be here! If there is money changing hands in the country, there should be people who have a lot of it too. Where can I find such a moneybags?
 
\Tango is sounding.\
 
Shura: Where is it, Rio-de-Janeiro? Faraway? I can’t believe that everyone there wears white trousers. Stop kidding, Bender. Five hundred thousand is enough to live here well too.
Ostap: Oh yes, of course, no doubt, but please stop jabbering so foolishly. You don’t have five hundred thousand.
 
\Tango is sounding.\
 
Shura: I know such a millionaire. He lives in Chernomorsk.

                                                                                       -1-

The First Act. The Second Scene.
 
\Bender, Balaganov and Kozlevich are driving in a convertible.  Suddenly Panikovsky pops up. He is running, holding a goose. A crowd is chasing him. Balaganov stands up in a car.\
 
Crowd of townspeople \yelling\: Stolen! Grab him! That’s him! Grab the thief! 
Shura, Kozlevich, Ostap: Thief is running! Panikovsky is running!
Ostap: The second stage of a goose theft. The third will start after a thief will be caught. A violent beating will accompany it.
Kozlevich: Clause 116: "Hidden or undisguised cattle misappropriation from land and cattle owners". 
 
\Shura is laughing.\
 
Panikovsky \comes up to the car\: Help me! Help!
Shura\looking out of the car\: God will help!
Panikovsky: Take me! I am good!
Ostap: Should we take this rat?
Shura: We should not. He should know next time not to infringe conventions.
Ostap: Throw the bird!
 
\Panikovsky obeys.\
 
Ostap: Slow down! Get in, the hell with you. Don’t sin anymore! Otherwise I will rip your hands off!
 
\Panikovsky climbs in the car.\
 
Ostap: Speed up! Get with it! Come on!
 
The First act. The Third Scene.
 
Ostap: Let me tell you something! How dare you go against the Sukharevka Crimelord Convention which was legally recognized by the League of Nations?  Your technique is completely wrong. We just witnessed a disgusting scene – Arbatov people chased you with a stolen goose.
Panikovsky: Pathetic, worthless folks!
Ostap: Of course! And you yourself are a doctor-volunteer, gentleman? Then if you being a gentleman might be seized by an idea to make notes on your cuffs, you will write in chalk.
Panikovsky: Why should I?
Ostap: Because your cuffs are absolutely black. Are they dirty?
Panikovsky: You are a pathetic, worthless man!
Ostap \gently\: And are you saying this to me, your savior? Adam Kazimirovich, could you please stop your car for a moment? Thank you. My friend, Shura, please restore some justice!
                                                                            
                                                                                    -2- 

\Shura’s smile expresses disgust. He takes Panikovsky under his arms, carries him out of the car and puts him on the road.\
 
Ostap \stiffly, raising himself in the car\: Student, go back to Arbatov! The goose breeders are looking forward to meeting you. We don’t need rude fellows. We ourselves are rude. Let’s go!   
Panikovsky: I’ll never do the same again! Forgive me! Please!
 
\Panikovsky falls on his knees.\
 
Ostap: OK! I’m satisfied by your posture. You are admitted conditionally, until the first breach of discipline. From now on, you are ordered to serve all of us.
 
\Bender sits down. Panikovsky hurriedly jumps into the car. They drive off.\
 
The First Act. The Fourth Scene.
 
Duet of Zosia Sinitskaya and Korejko.
 
\Zosia and Korejko are walking arm-in-arm in a recreation park. An orchestra is playing. Evening. Lights. A crowd.\
 
Korejko: Yes, yes... I live alone, without enjoyment.
Zosia: Without any what? What?
Korejko: Without a woman’s affections.
Zosia: We will be friends. Will we?
Korejko: It would be better if you would marry me…
Zosia: I want to go to the movies, eat nuts and drink soda! 
Korejko: My paycheck is always late. It is never paid regularly, on time.
 
\A young man in sandals and sun glasses  appears from a crowd of strollers. \The part of Young Man can be performed by Ostap an octave below.\ He salutes Zosia, raising a hand\.
 
Young Man: Hello, Zosia! I have two tickets for this movie. Want them? Just hold on a minute!
 
\Young Man goes with Zosia  under a  bleary signboard for the movie “Kamo Griadeshi”.\
 
Korejko: This country is damned! A country where millionaires can not entertain their fiancées! Can not!
 
\Panikovsky suddenly pops up. He is in black glasses, with a walking stick, pretending to be blind; he strikes Korejko’s legs with his stick; Panikovsky chases Korejko.\
 
Panikovsky: Give me a million! Give! Give! I really need it! One million! Give me! Give me! Give me!… Please! I really need it! One million! Give! Give me a million! Give me right now!
 
\Korejko and Panikovsky move offstage.\                    -3-
 
The First Act. The Fifth Scene
 
\A  second inner stage  opens. This is Korejko’s bedroom with low ceiling. Sitting in his bed Korejko #2 is reading and re-reading  telegrams.  The telegrams make no sense to him.  He is in a somber mood.\
 
Korejko #2: “A countess is running to a pond with her face distorted. Million kisses to Alexandr, to Alexandr Korejko. A countess is running to a pond, a countess…Session continues. Million kisses to Alexandr Korejko. Million kisses. Time to load barrels with oranges. The Brothers Karamazov.” This is all nonsense!
 
\During the second part of the reading Korejko #1 and Panikovsky return to the stage.\
 
Panikovsky: Give me a million! Give! Please! Give me a million! Right now! I really need it! Give me!
 
\Panikovsky and Korejko #1 move offstage. Blackout.\
 
The Second Act. The First Scene.
 
/Evening. Balaganov and Panikovsky sit on the beach. The surf is heard./
 
Panikovsky: Just a theft!
Shura: Just a petty larceny!
Panikovsky: No, just theft!
Shura: No, just petty larceny!
Panikovsky: You’re a pathetic, worthless person!
Shura: Hey, you’re a lame-ass! I am a boss of yours!
Panikovsky: Who is a boss?
Shura: I am a boss! I was entrusted!
Panikovsky: You?
Shura: Me!
Panikovsky: Aren't you?
Shura: Who? Who else was? Who else? You?
Panikovsky: Do I know you?
Shura: Tell me who you are!
Panikovsky: I'm asking you: " Who, who are you?"
 
/When it comes to a fight Panikovsky immediately yields to Balaganov./
 
Panikovsky: You should go to Kiev and ask: "What was Panikovsky before revolution... /He points to his dark glasses/. These glasses had fed me many years. At that time I paid to a policeman at the corner - Khreshchatik and Proreznaja - five roubles a month and no one bothered me. The police officer even made sure no one hurt me. He was a good man. Recently I met him. Now he is a musical critic.
                                                                                    -4-
/It is getting dark. Stars. Korejko and Zosia enter and undress. Zosia goes to swim. Her voice and splash of waves are heard from afar. Balaganov and Panikovsky are creeping up on Korejko from behind/.
 
Panikovsky: I am old, tired. It’s difficult. 
Shura: OK! I’m approaching him from the left and you - from the right side. What are you waiting?
Panikovsky: I’m from left.
Shura: OK, you push from the left, OK? I’ll get him from the left, no, from right, yes, from right, and you press him from the left side.
Panikovsky: Why from the left side?
Shura: OK, you, from the right! He will say: "Hooligan!" and you answer him then: "Who’s a hooligan?"
Panikovsky: No, you answer him.
Shura: Well, I will tell Bender everything. Go! Let's go! You are from the left...
 
/Balaganov and Panikovsky approach Korejko from behind./
 
Shura: Could you give me a light please?
Korejko: I don't smoke.
Shura: Well. Do you know what time it is?
Korejko: About midnight. 
Shura: Hm... I had no idea. 
Panikovsky /ingratiatingly/: Warm evening!
 
Pause
 
Panikovsky: Hands up!
Korejko: What?
Panikovsky/quietely, without confidence/: Hands up...
 
/Korejko strikes Panikovsky on the shoulder. Panikovsky falls. Shura tussles with Korejko/.
 
Shura: Why are you beating me? I just asked: "What time is it?"
Korejko: I will show you "what time is it"!
 
/Panikovsky on his knees is searching Korejko's clothes. Then he is searching Korejko himself and pulling out a cigarette-case " Caucasus ". He pulls a wad of bank notes from it/. 
 
Panikovsky: Got it! Go!
 
/Shura and Panikovsky run away/.

                                                                                       -5-      

The Second Act. The Second Scene
 
/A curtain of the second inner stage opens. Ostap, with a police cap on his head, rings at the door of Korejko's room. Balaganov and Panikovsky stay behind in handcuffs. After Korejko opens the door, they enter. Panikovsky is impressed by two big spherical weights in a corner of the room/.
Ostap: Comrade Korejko?
Korejko: Yes.
Ostap: Alexandr Ivanovich?
Korejko: Exactly!
Ostap: I am on assignment.
Korejko: You are welcome!
Ostap: We have good news for you.
Korejko: I’m wondering  just what that could be.
 
/Ostap pulls out the cigarette-case "Caucasus" along with money and pushes them towards Korejko./
 
Ostap: Exactly ten grand. Please sign the receipt. Here.
Korejko /softly/: You are wrong, my friend. You are wrong. What ten thousand? What receipt?
Ostap: Are you asking? Yesterday you were robbed.
Korejko: No. I was not robbed.
Ostap: You don’t recall? Yesterday on the beach. Ten thousand was stolen. Sign the receipt.
Korejko: I am sure - nobody robbed me.  A mistake’s been made.
 
/Bender starts to fidget/.
 
Ostap: Are you sure that you weren’t robbed?
Korejko: No one robbed me.
Ostap: And ten thousand bucks not stolen from you?
Korejko: Of course, not. Where do you think I’d get my hands on such a sum? 
Ostap: O, you’re right. From where would a small office worker get such a huge amount? So, everything is all right? Isn't it?
Korejko: Yes.
Ostap: Is your stomach all right too?
Korejko: Absolutely. You know, I’m really a very healthy person. 
Ostap: Don't you suffer from nightmares?
Korejko: No. I don't suffer.
 
/Bender stands up/.
 
Korejko: Don't forget your police cap. You left it on the table.
Ostap: Don't eat raw tomatoes before night. They’ll make you sick.
Korejko: Good luck cracking the case!

                                                                                    -6-

Ostap: Goodbye, goodbye. /leaving/ An interesting person. He seems to be in fine shape.
/Blackout/.
 
The Third Act. The First Scene.
 
/Balaganov and Panikovsky sit in a cafe on the sea-front of Chernomorsk/.
 
Panikovsky: Chernomorsk is a nice town... Kefir is good for my heart... You know, Shura, I somehow stopped trusting Bender. He does something wrong.
Shura: Hey, you! You were not asked!
Panikovsky: "Hey, you!" will not help. Just think, Shura, what he spends our money on! Why do we need this stupid office? He says: for legality. I don't care about legality if it costs that much! And these antlers for sixty five roubles? And an inkpot? And all these clips and files? Yes, Shura, we receive a pitiful wage, pitiful! And he – he lives in luxury! 
Shura: You shouldn’t say this. Bender made you a worthy person. Remember how the crowd chased you in Arbatov? And now you work, an upstanding member of society ...
Panikovsky: I don’t want to be an upstanding member! Bender? - crap!
Why did he start this stupid search when it is possible to get our hands on money right now? Shura, I will tell you everything, my sweet heart. I shall now unravel the secret! These weights are golden! Do you understand? Each weight has fifty four pounds in it. One hundred eight pounds of pure gold! Would I tell you this secret if I alone would be able to carry the weights off?
Shura: What if they are not pure gold? What then?
Panikovsky: What do you think they are made of?
Shura: Well... We will give Bender his share. That would be fair. Wouldn’t it? 
Panikovsky: Why should we? We’ll just – we’ll just take everything. Now our lives will be wonderful. Shura, I will smile with golden teeth and marry. This is the word of a gentleman! Pay for kefir, Shura. We'll settle the difference later.
 
The Third Act. The Second Scene.
 
/Late night. Balaganov and Panikovsky drag weights to the office of “Horn and Hoof”. They stop at the entrance./
 
Panikovsky: Now let us saw off two pieces. We will sell them tomorrow. I know a watch-maker, Mister Biberham. He will pay a good price.
 
/Balaganov and Panikovsky notice light from the office/.
 
Shura /bending down to the keyhole/: Who can be here so late? /Laughing and yielding the keyhole to Panikovsky/. A writer!
Panikovsky: Of course. He is writing again. This pathetic man makes me laugh. 

                                                                                     -7-

/Balaganov and Panikovsky leave the office of “Horn and Hoof”. Ostap is writing in the already heavy “Korejko File” adding more papers. Finally it is complete. He blots the last page/.
 
Ostap /sadly rising as he packs up the “Korejko File”/: No one appreciates my huge efforts. Balaganov is very nice, but dumb. Panikovsky – a quarrelsome old man. The only hope is, that my dear Alexandr Ivanovich will evaluate my great work and will pay me in commission half-a-million. No, it’s too cheap! Now I will not accept less than a million. Otherwise native Brazilians will not respect me. 
 
/Tango is sounding/: “Under the blue sky of Argentina
                                   Women dance the tango
                                   As if in a painting”.

/Bender is dancing a classical, country-style tango/.
 
/A ravine in a pool of light. The weights are on newspapers. Balaganov is sawing them/.
 
Shura: What’s wrong here? I have been sawing a long time and it has not shown gold yet. Well, just keep on sawing!
Panikovsky /hiding his face behind  a palm,  looking between spread fingers at the  measured movements of Balaganov’s wide back/: Of course. Keep sawing!
Shura /splitting a weight/: I do not understand. This is not gold at all!
Panikovsky /whispering/: Continue, continue…
 
/Balaganov holding two parts of the split weight in his hands, slowly advances on the violator of convention, Panikovsky/.
 
Panikovsky /screeching and running a few steps off/: Don’t come near me, drop that hunk of iron! Don’t mess with me!
 
/Balaganov throws the weight at Panikovsky. Panikovsky falls. Fight/.
 
Panikovsky: You are responsible for my shirt-front! Keep in mind: I will never forgive you my shirt-front! These days they are hard to find!
Shura/punching Panikovsky/: This is for your kefir, bastard!
Panikovsky: I am a pathetic man… You are responsible for my shirt-front!
 
/Balaganov pulls money from a Panikovsky’s pocket/.
 
Panikovsky: Give me my money back!
Shura: I will tell Bender everything! You’re a con-man!
(Blackout)

                                                                                      -8- 

The Third Act. The Third scene.
A Duet of Bender and Korejko.
 
/Curtain of the second inner stage opens on Korejko’s bedroom/.
 
Ostap: I am dying of boredom! We’ve been talking for only two hours and I’m already sick of you as if I’d known you all your life! It’s good to be a millionaire with immunity, and no manners, in America. A Soviet millionaire should be more compliant. I want you, Mister Korejko, to fall in love with me and as a sign of your sympathies give me one million roubles. 
Korejko: You are crazy.
Ostap: Don’t insult me! I am the son of a Turkish citizen and therefore a descendant of janizaries. Janizaries have no mercy on either women or children, nor on underground Soviet millionaires!
Korejko: Out!
 
/Ostap stands up and confronts Korejko, ready to fight. Pause/.
 
Korejko: I told you a thousand times that I never had millions. Understand? Go home! I will charge you with harassment!
Ostap: You will never complain of me. I can leave, but before I will go out into the street you will run after me crying, licking my janizary’s heels and begging me, “come back!” 
Korejko: Why will I beg you to come back?
Ostap: You will! /Bender  puts  the “Korejko File” on the table/. Let’s come to an agreement. I’m not looking for trouble. You should not strangle me. You should not jump from the window. And most important – don’t die of a stroke! If you should suddenly die, you will put me in an awkward situation. Results of my long painstaking work will perish. I come to you as one legalistic person to another legalistic person. This is your file. Three or four kilos are in it. The file is for sale for one million roubles. You do not want to pay me. Your cheapness stops you. Buy!
Korejko: What a misfortune! What nonsense! Total bullshit!
Ostap: So what? Are you buying? The price is not high.
Korejko: What kind of information is here?
Ostap: The most interesting is what it says about your second and secret life. Your first life is open to everyone but only I know about your second life. According to my data you have seven or eight millions. This file costs a million. If you will not buy it I will immediately bring it to somebody else. I will not get anything from them, but you will perish and I, till my last breath, will console myself with how I brought such a greedy monster to justice. 
Korejko: Show me your file.
Ostap: Don’t fidget. I will give you a list. Sale of the government supply of medicine during the time of famine and typhus, disappearance of a train delivering food to the starving Volga region…
 
/Korejko jumps on Ostap and unsuccessfully tries to strangle him/.
 
Ostap: Hey!  Let me go! Calm down!
Korejko: Scoundrel! Scoundrel!

                                                                                     -9-
Ostap: Get with it! Come on! As you see, my dear judges, the ice is broken. My client tried to kill me.
 
/Ostap turns pages of the “Korejko File”/.
 
Ostap: Black marketing of foreign currency, fur, diamonds and other compact goods of the first necessity. O yes, your honors, my client is guilty. This is proven true. Nevertheless I would ask you to indulge him in one condition – my client will buy his file.
 
/Korejko calms down and turns away. He stays at the window/.
    
Ostap: Time is money. Native Brazilians are waiting for me. Would you order up the cash at once?
Korejko: Oh, money. It is a problem. Your file is good. It is worth its price, but calculating my income you completely ignored my expenses and direct losses. A million is just unrealistic.
Ostap: Have a good day! Please stay at home for the next half an hour. A marvelous coach with bars will come for you then. 
Korejko: Business is not done this way.
Ostap: Maybe, but as you know, I’m not a financier. I am a free artist and a sober philosopher.
Korejko: What d’you want all of this money for? I have earned it, and you?
Ostap: I haven’t only worked, I was hurt. I lost my faith in humanity. Is not that worth a million roubles, faith in humanity?
Korejko: Of course, of course. 
Ostap: Will we check your corn-crib?
Korejko: Let’s go!
 
/Bender and Korejko are walking down the street arm-in-arm/.
 
Ostap: You are better than I first thought. That’s the way. Money should go easy, easy, with smiles.
Korejko: No regrets for giving money to a nice person!
 
/A siren. A crowd is running. Everyone puts on a gas-mask, Korejko too. While Bender is looking around he disappears in the crowd. Two medical orderlies then drag Bender to a stretcher/.
 
Medical orderly: Comrade, you are poisoned!
Ostap: Who’s poisoned? Let me go!
Medical orderly: Comrade, you are poisoned by gas! You entered the poison zone. See – a gas bomb? Be reasonable. Maneuvers are going on. Now we will bandage you, send you to a gas-attack shelter.
Ostap: Brothers, tell my deceased father, a Turkish citizen, that his beloved son, a former specialist in horn and hoof, died like a hero on the battlefield.
 
The Fourth Act. The First Scene.
 
A duet of Zosia and Ostap.
/ They sit on the steps of an historical museum/.
 
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Zosia: Why did you fall in love with me? 
Ostap: You are tender and wonderful! You are the best in the world!
Zosia: Remember I told you about Korejko? That man who recently made an offer to marry me?
Ostap: Yes.
Zosia: He is a very funny man. Remember I told you how suddenly he disappeared?
Ostap: Yes. He’s very funny.
Zosia: Imagine? Today I received his letter!
Ostap: What?
Zosia: Are you jealous? 
Ostap: Hm…. a little bit. Is his letter shallow?
Zosia: He’s not a shallow person. He’s just a miserable poor man. I don’t love him at all. He’s asking me to come to him. 
Ostap: Where, where to come? Where is he?
Zosia/with caution/: No, I will not tell you. You are jealous. You may kill him.
Ostap: Are you kidding? I am just curious where people get settled.
Zosia: Oh, he is very far! Writing that he got a very good job. He was underpaid here. Currently he’s building the Eastern main line. 
Ostap: In what place? 
Zosia: You are much too curious, dear! Don’t turn into an Othello!
Ostap: Zosia, sweetheart, you are making me laugh! Do I really look like an old jealous Moor? I just want to know in what part of the Eastern main line people get good jobs. 
Zosia: OK, I will tell if you want. He is a book-keeper in the Northern construction town. This is a train. The train stacks rails, then moves forward on them. Another construction town moves towards it from the South. It moves. Soon they will meet. It will be a solemn ceremony. All of this – in a desert, camels… Interesting. Isn’t it?
Ostap /running back and forth under the columns of museum/: Incredibly interesting! D’you know, Zosia, it’s time to leave. It is late and cold. And anyway – let’s go!
Zosia: Would you walk with me to my home? 
Ostap: What? Home? Do you see, I…
Zosia: OK. Good night. Don’t come to see me again. Do you hear me? 
 
/Zosia runs away. Pause/.
 
Ostap: No. This is not Rio-de-Janeiro!
 
The Fourth Act. The Second Scene.
 
/A desert. Korejko is sitting on a speaker’s platform alone. Bender is running back and forth below/.

Ostap: Come down, Alexandr Ivanovich, have mercy on yourself! Don’t you want a sip of mineral water? Don’t you? At least have mercy on me! I am hungry! I will not go away! Do you want me to sing for you the Schubert serenade “Come down here, friend of mine”? I can.

                                                                                    -11-

/Bending and stopping on each step Korejko descends/.
 
Ostap: I see Napoleon’s hat on you. And where is your grey field jacket? You can’t believe how much I missed you! My greetings, my greetings! Should we kiss each other with open arms? Or should we go to your corn-crib in the cave of Leichtweis where you keep your money? Do not play tricks this time. Anyway, you don’t have a chance. My fellows are hidden in the hills.
 
The Fourth Act. The Third Scene.
 
/Korejko and Bender are in a goods wagon where Korejko lives. Korejko turns on a railway conductor’s light and gets under his bed. Ostap, sitting on an empty crate of macaroni, is looking at him thoughtfully.  Korejko is opening a suitcase with money and digging in it/.
 
Ostap: Hey, you, on the schooner! It is great that you don’t smoke! It would be torture to ask a cigarette from such a skinflint. You would never offer a cigarette-case, fearing that more than one or two cigarettes would be taken. You would dig for a long time in your pocket, barely opening a case and pulling out a miserable bent cigarette. You are not a good person. Why don’t you want to drag out the whole suitcase? 
Korejko: Anything else?
 
/Korejko, under his bed, pulls out wads of money/. 
 
Korejko #2 /from behind the curtain/: Ah! It is so bad, so bad, it’s scary! What if he strangles me and then takes all my money? Very simple. He’ll cut me up and pack me off by regular mail to different cities. And my head will be pickled in a barrel of cabbage…
 
/Korejko #1 looks out from under the bed/.
 
Korejko #2: Or perhaps… he should be sent to different cities by regular mail? Strictly in confidence.
 
Ostap /sleepily sitting on the box, he bends his head towards a railroad light. Yawning, he takes the light,  swings it, and announces:/
Khazepetovka Station! Come out, Comrade, it is time! I absolutely forgot: maybe you are plotting to assassinate me? Know, that I disagree. And once in the past I was very nearly murdered. There was a cranky old man, from a good family, the former leader of local nobles, director of a registry office – Kisa Vorobjaninov. We together searched for a bit of luck – 150 000 roubles. At the very last moment, right before splitting up the money, this old leader of the nobles cut my throat with a razor. Ah, how vulgar it was, Korejko! Vulgar and painful! Surgeons barely saved my young life. I am so profoundly grateful to them.  

The Fourth Act. The Fourth Scene.
 
/Korejko  crawls out from under his bed and thrusts wads of money at Bender/.
 
                                                                                     -12-

Korejko: 99 wads. 10 000 in each, 25-rouble notes. It is even, like in a bank. You need not count.
Ostap: Where is the hundredth wad?
Korejko: I debited ten grand because of the robbery on the beach.
Ostap: This is foul play! I spent this money on you. Your stingy attitude is not acceptable.
 
/Korejko pays the rest and receives a fat yellow file folder. He burns it immediately in an iron stove. Bender checks a wad of the cash and puts it in his pocket/.
 
Ostap: Where are dollars? Where are pounds, Swiss franks and Turkish liras? Where are Japanese yen, Danish crones, Spanish pesos and German marks? I need foreign currency!
Korejko: Take, take what is available. I don’t keep foreign currency, only roubles. It is more reliable. 
Ostap: I am a millionaire!
 
/Bender throws money into a bag and goes outside with Korejko/.
 
The Fifth Act. The First Scene.
 
/A railway station. Well- dressed, Bender approaches Balaganov who is sleeping on a bench/.
 
Ostap: Stand up, count, you are called from hell!
Shura: Commodore!
Ostap: Don’t try! Don’t even try to hug me!
Shura: Got rich, got rich! You got rich!
Ostap: Yes, I got rich. And what are your achievements?
Shura: Oh, not considerable.
 
/Bender and Balaganov go to a snack bar. Bender orders wine and cake for himself, beer and sandwiches for Shura/.
 
Ostap: Tell me, Shura, honestly. How much do you need to be happy? Please count everything.
Shura /stops eating with regret/: Hundred roubles.
Ostap: You do not understand me. Not for today, but for the rest of your life to live happily, or if not, at least live well.
Shura: Six thousand four hundred.
Ostap: OK. I will give you 50 grand.
 
/Balaganov stops eating. He puts money in pockets and doesn’t pull his hands out/.
 
Shura: Was it a plate?
Ostap: Yes, a plate, of course... with a blue edging. A client brought it in his teeth. He had wagged his tail for a long time before I took it.
 
/Bender and Balaganov board a crowded streetcar. /
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The Fifth Act. The Second Scene.
 
Woman’s voice from a crowd of passengers:  Stop thief! Thief! Hold him! Here he is! Criminal! I just turned away and he…
 
/Shura’s hand is caught. He is holding a bag with a small bronze chain/.
 
Shura: I did it out of a sheer force of habit!
 
/Balaganov is escorted to an exit by some of the crowd /.
 
Passenger in glasses and with a briefcase /striking Balaganov/: I will show you ‘force of habit’!
 
/A policeman comes up to the group of passengers surrounding Balaganov and escorts him off. Bender turns away/.
 
The Fifth Act. The Third Scene.
 
/Bender enters the hotel room of a Hindu philosopher/.
 
Ostap /to a translator/: May I see the philosopher?
Translator: It depends on who you are. Are you a private person?
Ostap: The collective authorized me to solve an important question about the meaning of life.
 
/A translator leaves and comes back/.
 
Translator: Let the man who seeks the meaning of life come in!
 
/White-bearded Hindu is sitting cross-legged on a huge cushion. He is in a long brown velvety frock and cap. A stenographer is at his feet/.
 
Hindu /in Bengalese/: …………………
Translator: The Teacher is wondering if there are songs and sagas in the stranger’s suitcase and if the stranger plans to read them aloud? Because the Teacher has already heard a lot of songs, he can not listen to any more of them.
Ostap: Tell the Teacher that I have no sagas.
Translator /in Bengalese/: ………………
Hindu /in Bengalese/: …………………..
Translator: The Teacher is asking if the stranger plans to stay in his room. So far no one has come to him with a suitcase. 
Ostap: I have no such plans.
Translator /in Bengalese/: ……………………
Hindu /in Bengalese/: …………………………
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Translator: Before answering your question about the meaning of life, the Teacher would like to talk about education in India.
Ostap: Educational problems have plagued me from earliest childhood.
 
/Pantomime of Hindu(ad-lib dance with extreme and absurd movements)/.
 
Ostap /tired/: Could you tell me about the meaning of life?
Translator /in Bengalese/: ………………………………..
Hindu /in Bengalese/:…………………………………….
Translator: The Teacher wants first to acquaint the stranger with vast materials collected during his research of education in the USSR .
Ostap: Tell His Majesty, that the stranger does not mind.
 
/Hindu’s pantomime continues. He grabs a school newspaper, seems to read it, and cries a little.  Suddenly he starts repeating in Russian: “Knowledge is light; no knowledge is darkness”. The lights onstage switch on and off according to the words of the Hindu. Bender coughs/. 
 
Ostap: D’you know? Don’t translate any more. I started to understand your words now. When it is about the meaning of life, then translate please.
Hindu /in Bengalese/: ……………………………
Translator: The Teacher is saying, that he himself came to your great country to learn about the meaning of life. Only in the countries where education is elevated - in the USSR, for example - life becomes intelligent. A collective…
Ostap: Have a good life! Tell the Teacher please: the stranger is asking your permission to leave immediately.
Translator /in Bengalese/: ………………………..
 
/Hindu is ignoring the translator’s words and continues his pantomime/.
 
Ostap: No more psychology, excesses! No more false anxiety and self-digging! It’s time to start a bourgeois life of labor in Rio-de-Janeiro! I’ll buy a plantation and ask for Balaganov to come. Let him pick for me bananas!
 
/Bender abruptly leaves the room/.
 
Epilogue.
 
/Bender in full ‘equipment’ steps on the Romanian shore. Turns around/.
 
Ostap: Good bye, great country! I don’t like to be first in class, to receive grades for attention, diligence and attitude. I am a quiet person and I’m not the least bit interested in silage pits, trenches and towers. I am indifferent to the issue of metamorphosis of human beings into angels and depositors of Savings Bank. In other words, I am deeply concerned to experience the urgent problems that daily plague the lives and loves of a lonely millionaire…
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/Romanian border-guards appear/.
 
Ostap: Trajasku Romania Mare! Long life to great Romania! I am an old professor escaped from Moscow Cheka. It was very difficult… My greetings to you!
 
/Border-guards start stripping Bender of his clothes/.
 
Ostap: Hey, you! Hands off! I will call the cops on you!
 
/Bender makes a sudden plunge. His coat rips. A lady’s bracelet falls and rolls away/.
 
Romanian border-guard: Branzuletka!
Other border-guards /rushing at Bender/: Branzuletka!
 
/The guards continue stripping Bender, roughing him up. As they rip his clothes off, coins, jewelry, and banknotes fall everywhere.  The border-guards grab the money and jewelry and run off.  Bender remains lying in the snow.  Then, in the distance, a tango begins to play. Curtain/.