Natasha & Bolkonskys – Denée Benton, Gelsey Bell & Nicholas Belton

[Servant:]
May I present the Countess
Natalya Rostova

[Mary:]
Oh
Oh, hello
Won’t you come in?

[Natasha:]
Hello

[Natasha and Mary awkwardly move to a table in silence]

[Mary:]
And from the first glance I do not like Natasha
Too fashionably dressed
Frivolous and vain
Her beauty, youth, and happiness
My brother’s love for her

And my father

[Bolkonsky:]
I do not wish to see her!

[Mary:]
I know at any moment he might indulge in some freak

[Natasha:]
I’m sorry the Prince is still ailing

[Bolkonsky:]
Songstress!

[Natasha:]
I am not afraid of anyone

But such hesitation
Such unnatural manners

And from the first glance I do not like Princess Mary
Too plain and affected
Insolent and dry
I shrink into myself
Assume an offhand air

[Mary:]
Which alienates me still more

[Natasha & Mary:]
Constrained and strained
Constrained and strained
Constrained and strained
Irksome
Irksome

[The Prince enters in his underthings]

[Bolkonsky:]
Oh!

[Mary:]
Papa!

[Bolkonsky:]
Oh, so this is Natasha
Not much to look at
Says the mean old man in his underthings
I never dress for children or peasants
Says the mean old man in his underthings

[Mary:]
And he looked at her once
Head to toe
And left muttering

[Natasha:]
I must take my leave

[Mary:]
Please wait

Dear Natalie
I want you to know how glad I am my brother has found happiness

[Natasha:]
Is that the truth?
I think it is not convenient to speak of that now
Dear Princess

[Mary:]
She said
With such dignity and coldness

[Natasha:]
What have I said, what have I done?
Crying like a child
Oh, they were so awful!
Oh, it all hurts so terribly
Andrey
Where are you?