Movie: Black rose — an emblem of sorrow, red rose is an emblem of love

Do you think we will have a fictitious marriage? Or are you really offering me a hand and a heart? A trembling young hand and a young loving heart? Are you and I going to live a sexual life after painting? Or be friends? Doesn't it bother you that you don't take me as a girl? I'm not innocent, Mitya. Somewhere I read such nonsense. Yes, Dostoevsky. There, too, Nastasya Filippovna is saved by the same idiot. And some wild grandmothers are spinning around the plot all the time. Terrible bad taste. <...> Anyway, if you pester me before the registry office, I will exclude you from the pioneers. Mark my word.