CHUBUKOV If I cannot count on you to wield a shovel, what I can I trust you to do? Maintain a confidence? Lie? Obfuscate? Destroy evidence? It is not an easy road that lies before me. The easy road is out there. (Gestures to the woods.) We could run now. No one would find us,… Continue reading The Russian Corpse 35

As he approaches the clearing, he sees three figures in silhouette by the body, one kneeling beside him. Without a word, CHUBUKOV takes off into the woods. As he runs into the woods his face is depicted in a series of panels. At first furious, then determined. Eventually, he smiles.