[I-8]
[Chekhov]
POLINA: It's getting damp. Go inside and put on your boots.
DORN: But I'm hot.
POLINA: You don't take care of yourself. You're so stubborn. You know perfectly well that the evening dampness is bad for you, but you insist on getting my goat. Last night you sat out on the terrace the whole evening.
DORN: (singing) "Never say that youth is wasted . . ."
POLINA: You didn't notice how cold it was last night because you were flirting with Irina. You find her attractive, don't you?
DORN: Polina, I'm fifty-five.
POLINA: That's not old for a man. Women still find you attractive.
DORN: Back to the same old subject. Polina, what do you expect from me?
POLINA: Men! You're always so eager to throw yourselves at the feet of a famous actress.
DORN: Of course we treat actors differently than we treat shopkeepers. It's natural to look up to them.
POLINA: It appears to be natural for women to look up to you as well. Women are always falling in love with you.
DORN: They look up to me because I'm a good doctor. Ten or fifteen years ago, I was the best in the area. I'm also an honest man.
POLINA: Which is why I love you, my darling.
(She takes his hand.)
DORN: Not here - people are coming.
(Entering are Irina, on Sorin's arm, Trigorin, Ilya, Medvedenko and Masha.)