"Chess" (11) The Interview

Chess involves a romantic triangle between two players in a World Chess Championship, and the woman who manages one and falls in love with the other.

Reference:  Chess in Concert.

Script

Molokov:
From Moscow to
The Bering Strait,
Citizens will hail
Our victory. 

All:
In arctic circles,
Frozen states
Will join with
Warmer climes in reverie. 

Molokov:
And I can say of this affair
I was there,
Did my share,
Played my part. 

All:
And comrades
All will be aware
I was there
From the start
Mmm mmm... 

Viigand:
Ah ah...

The Soviet Machine

Walter: [Spoken]
Tonight's final item is a Global scoop.
The former champion, our Freddie Trumper, talks to Anatoly Sergievsky,
the man who beat him a year ago,
and who is defending his title here right now in Bangkok, Thailand.
Let's get that Sergievsky family video lined up, okay?

Walter:
We all want times in our careers,
when we make a little history.
Receive the plaudits of our peers,
perhaps that time is here right now for me.
Ah Anatoly, if I may, let me say right away,
you will be thrilled, because the other seat is filled
by a long-standing friend of yours.
Action!

Frederick:
Well, here we are face to face once again. 

Anatoly:
By any standards, a bizarre reunion! 

Frederick:
Is being homeless affecting your game? 

Anatoly:
I wouldn't know, as I have a home in England. 

Frederick:
No, by a home I mean real home--the place where your family is. 

Anatoly: [Spoken]
England is my real home. 

Frederick:
What are your latest political aims? 

Anatoly:
What are you saying? 

Frederick:
Your anti-Russian crusade, has it worked? 

Anatoly:
I am no crusader. 

Frederick:
What is your true motivation?
That is something we all want to know. 

Anatoly: [Spoken]
You know damn well what my motivation is, okay? 

Frederick:
Here we see a man under great pressure--
Two fights to fight, yet he could not look fresher.
Chess and politics, I take my hat off.
To any champion, who can pull that off?
I hear your second controls everything. 

Anatoly:
Chess is her passion. 

Frederick:
But her obsession is East versus West. 

Anatoly:
Chess is her passion. 

Frederick:
I know a little about her,
and she has got her own ax to grind. 

Anatoly: [Spoken]
That is not true. 

Frederick:
Aren't you concerned that why your wife is not here? 

Anatoly:
I don't discuss my private life in public. 

Frederick:
But don't you care that she is not by your side? 

Anatoly:
I think I've had enough of this discussion! 

Frederick:
Well, we've a little surprise.
We've got your wife on the video. 

Walter: [Spoken]
Run the video! 

Frederick:
Let her talk to you, give you her version--
How married life has changed, since your desertion.
Hey come back, my friend, we are only showing
home movies--nothing more, where are you going? 

Walter: [Spoken]
Great interview! 

Molokov: [Spoken]
Bravo, Mr, de Courcy--Walter! 

Walter: [Spoken]
Ah, Alexander! 

Molokov: [Spoken]
I am glad that old film did the trick.
We are going to be able to help each other. 

Walter: [Spoken]
Heartwarming international cooperation. 

Molokov: [Spoken]
I have good news about Anatoly's lady friend.
Florence Vassy's father is alive. 

Walter: [Spoken]
Really? Well, this is good news. Have you told her yet? 

Molokov: [Spoken]
No, I was going to leave that pleasure to you.
However, my friend, there is one thing- 

Walter: [Spoken]
Yes, of course there is. 

Molokov: [Spoken]
I think Mr. Sergievsky must lose the match and come home.
Do you not agree? 

Walter: [Spoken]
Sure, but there are others beside Vassy we wish to see come home. 

Molokov: [Spoken]
That should not be a problem. Do we have a deal? 

Walter: [Spoken]
We have a deal, and everybody wins. 

Molokov: [Spoken]
Except Anatoly. 

Walter: [Spoken]
But he gets the lovely Svetlana.

The Interview

Svetlana:
Long ago,
In someone else's lifetime--
Someone with my name
Who looked a lot like me,
Came to know a man,
And made a promise:
He only had to say
And that's where she would be.

Lately although her feelings
Run just as deep,
The promise she made
Has grown impossible to keep,
And yet I wish it wasn't so.
Will he miss me if I go?

In a way it's someone else's story
I don't see myself
As taking part at all.
Yesterday the girl
That I was fond of
Finally could see
The writing on the wall.

Sadly she realized
She'd left him behind,
And sadder than that
She knew he wouldn't even mind.
And though there's nothing left to say--
Would he listen if I stay?

It's all very well to say
You fool it's now or never--
I could be choosing
No choices whatsoever.

I could be in someone else's story
In someone else's life,
And he could be in mine.
I don't see a reason to be lonely.
I should take my chances
Further down the line.
And if that girl I knew
Should ask my advice,
Oh, I wouldn't hesitate--
She needn't ask me twice.
"Go now!"
I'd tell her that for free.
Trouble is the girl is me--
The story is the girl is me.

Someone Else's Story