Natasha  Bolkonskys Off-Broadway Version
[NATASHA]
I know they'll like me
They can't help but like me
Everyone has always liked me
His father, my Andrey's father
His sister, my Andrey's sister
There is no reason for them not to like me
 
Are the Prince and Princess at home?
 
[SERVANT]
The Prince is not receiving,
But the Princess begs you to walk up
 
[MARY]
Oh
Oh, hello
Won't you come in
 
[NATASHA]
Hello
 
[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
 
[BOLKONSKY]
Ah!
Ah, Madam!
Countess Rostova, if I am not mistaken—
Oh!
Oh I beg you to excuse me,
Excuse me my costume, this dressing gown—
I did not know, my poor girl
God is my witness,
I did not know you had honored us with a visit
I came in such a costume only to see my daughter
God is my witness,
I didn't know,
My poor girl
 
[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]
Though I felt tears choking me
 
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?