good evening pierre studying yes how was the opera lovely natalya rostova was there oh dear andrey s betrothed i have known her family for years and long carried affection for her yes charming look dolokhov s coming around and we re off to the club will you come old man i will come lend me fifty rubles drink drink gonna drink tonight gonna drink tonight gonna drink gonna drink gonna drink tonight gonna drink tonight gonna drink tonight gonna  drink drink gonna drink tonight gonna drink tonight gonna gonna drink gonna drink tonight gonna drink tonight gonna drink tonight drink with me my love for there s fire in the sky and there s ice on the ground either way my soul will die whoa the doctors warned me that with my corpulence corpulence vodka and wine are dangerous for me but i drink a great deal only quite at ease after pouring several glasses mechanically into my large mouth then i feel a pleasant warmth in my body a sentimental attachment to my fellow man keep drinking old man keep drinking old man drink the whole night through keep drinking old man keep drinking old man drink the whole night through keep drinking old man natasha natasha her arms her shoulders her neck her feet the air of a connoisseur i will make love to her better not monsieur she s first rate but nothing but trouble better wait till she s married anatole is a married man a fact known only to his intimates a polish landowner of some small means had forced him to marry his daughter nevermind about that now it doesn t matter i don t give a damn just as a duck is made to swim in water god has made me as i am all i care for is gaiety and women and there s no dishonor in that as long as there s money and vodka i ll keep a feather in my hat whoa i used to love i used to love i used to be better keep drinking old man drink drink drink god to think i married a man like you don t speak to me wife there is something inside me dolokhov pour me another something terrible and monstrous here s to the health of married women and a smile lurks at the corner of my mouth here s to the health of married women and their lovers here s to the health of married women here s to the health of married women and their lovers here s to the health of married women here s to the health of married women and their lovers how dare you touch her you can t love her enough you bully you scoundrel i challenge you oh a duel yes this is what i like he will kill you stupid husband so i shall be killed what is it to you anatole my guns oh this is horribly stupid well let s begin this is child s play as the adversaries have refused a reconciliation we shall please proceed with the duel ready your pistols and on the count of tri begin to advance rahz dva tri pierre hold your fire pierre hold your fire pierre not yet no shot by a fool no wait i didn t mean quiet old man my turn my turn pierre stand back missed missed oh my mother my angel my adord angel mother take him away the sun is rising the duel is at an end and pierre bezukhov is the winner winner you are a fool well sweet sister you certainly bring out the beast in men what can i say it s a gift how i adore you will you ask natasha to the ball tonight of course dear brother come on old man let s get you home in a moment sleep it off and be happy we live to love another day