Rodion. I'll remember! I promise! But what should I do now? Give me some advice!
Myshevsky. It’s very simple. Can you see these two lovely people?
Rodion. These?! They don't seem nice to me.
Myshevsky. Who do they seem to you?
Rodion. They are more like rats. Fed up and arrogant.
Myshevsky. Maybe you are right. But these are my rats. And I’ve fed them. So they will do whatever I tell them to.
Rodion. There is no doubt in it.
Myshevsky. Now listen to me carefully, because I’m not going to say it twice. Now you will go to your father and require from him to issue a power of attorney for the right to sell your apartment. The power of attorney will be issued for you. We do have a notary here. There is that rat with a glass in her hands. So the deal will be settled in half an hour.
Rodion. And if the father jumps off the topic?
Myshevsky. Then you will threaten him.
Rodion. Me? Threaten my father?! How? With a metal baton?
Myshevsky. Say, that you will claim him crazy. There is also a psychiatrist here. That rat over there in the corner. Within the same half an hour, he will make the necessary diagnosis and call the orderlies. The father will be taken to a psychiatric clinic and declared incompetent. And then you will come into inheritance rights.
Rodion. And then what?
Myshevsky. You will sell me the apartment right away.
Rodion. Can I have some time to think over?
Myshevsky. But not too long. Otherwise my rats will get hungry. Each minute they are getting angrier and more merciless, so as I am.
Rodion. Ok, I agree.
Myshevsky. I didn't have doubts in it. Yet at our first meeting, you seemed to me a sensible person, Rodion. That's why I bet on you.
Rodion. So, can I go now?
Myshevsky. Of course. And please, call Olga Alekseevna to me. She doesn't need to witness your conversation with the father.
Rodion. Yes, I understand.
Myshevsky. I doubt it. But it doesn't matter.
Rodion leaves.
Ogranovich. What matters then?
Myshevsky. Did you ask me something?
Ogranovich. You may not answer, if you don’t want.
Myshevsky. Why not? I guess, you need to know this. Just in case if you decide to betray me one day.
Ogranovich. What a nonsense!
Myshevsky. Be silent when I’m speaking! It’s the second time you have broken this golden rule today.
Vykhuholev. Please, forgive her, Andrey Sigizmundovich. The lady is just a little drunk. Is that right, Elena Pavlovna?
Ogranovich. Holy truth! The professor's vodka is a real rubbish. Uff!
