The old man was hostile, the girl cautious, my brother... seemed very pleased. I think...

Gen. Yevgraf Zhivago: I told myself it was beneath my dignity to arrest a man for pilfering firewood. But nothing ordered by the party is beneath the dignity of any man, and the party was right: One man desperate for a bit of fuel is pathetic. Five million people desperate for fuel will destroy a city. That was the first time I ever saw my brother. But I knew him. And I knew that I would disobey the party. Perhaps it was the tie of blood between us, but I doubt it. We were only half tied anyway, and bothers will betray a brother. Indeed, as a policeman, I would say, get hold of a man's brother and you're halfway home. Nor was it admiration for a better man than me. I did admire him, but I didn't think he was a better man. Besides, I've executed better men than me with a small pistol. I told them who I was: The old man was hostile, the girl cautious, my brother... seemed very pleased. I think the girl was only one who guessed at their position.

...to arrest a man for pilfering firewood. But nothing ordered by the Party is beneath dignity... ...and the Party was right. One man desperate for a bit of fuel is pathetic. Five million people desperate for fuel will destroy a city. That was the first time I ever saw my brother. But I knew him. And I knew that I would disobey the Party. Perhaps it was the tie of blood between us, but I doubt it. We were only half-tied anyway. And brothers will betray a brother. As a policeman, I would say: "Get hold of a man's brother, and you're halfway home." Nor was it admiration for a better man than me. I did admire him, but I didn't think he was a better man. Besides, I've executed better men than me with a small pistol. You'll have to live like the rest of usi doctor. Bring it back! Bring that back! Oh, listen to His Excellency. I want no anarchy! I want this carried out correctly. -What are you doing? -Reallocation of living space. Fifty square meters per family of less than five. -Damn it, whose house is this anyway? -Fatheri be quiet! All righti 50 square meters! What're you doing with my things? -They!re being stored. -They!re being stolen. TONYA: Yuri! -Just a minute! -And where did you get this? -l pulled it out of a fence. YEVGRAF: I told them who I was. The old man was hostile. The girl, cautious. My brother... ...seemed very pleased. I think the girl was the only one who guessed at their position. You're just as l imagined you: you're my political conscience.