Lopakhin…from The Cherry Orchard
Modern – Men
By Anton Chekhov (Translation by Anna Dunnigan)[End of Act III: Lopkhin has just bought the cherry orchard at the auction]
LOPAKHIN: I bought it. Kindly wait a moment, Ladies and gentlemen, my head is swimming. I can’t talk……….[laughs] We arrived at the auction, Deriganov was already there. Leonid Andreich had only fifteen thousand, and straight off Deriganov bid thirty thousand over and above the mortgage. I saw how the land lay so I got into the fight and bid forty. He bid forty-five. I bid fifty-five. In other words he kept raising it by five thousand, and I by ten. Well, it finally came to an end. I bid ninety thousand above the mortgage, and it was knocked down to me. The cherry orchard is now mine! Mine! [Laughs uproariously] Lord! God in heaven! The cherry orchard is mine! Tell me I’m drunk, out of my mind, that I imagine it…[stamps his feet] Don’t laugh at me! If my father and my grandfather could only rise from their graves and see all that has happened, how their Yermolai, their beaten, half-literate Yermolai, who used to run about barefoot in winter, how that same Yermolai has bought an estate, the most beautiful estate in the whole world! I bought the estate where my father and grandfather were slaves, where they weren’t even allowed in the kitchen. I’m asleep, this is just some dream of mine, it only seems to be….it’s the fruit of your imagination, hidden in the darkness of uncertainty…[Picks up the keys, smiling tenderly.] She threw down the keys, wants to show that she’s not mistress here anymore…[Jingles the keys] Well, no matter. [The orchestra is heard, tuning up.] Hey, musicians, play, I want to hear you! Come on everybody, and see how Yermolai Lopakhin will lay ax to the cherry orchard, how the trees will fall to the ground! We’re going to build summer cottages and our grandsons and great-grandsons will see a new life here….Music! Strike up!