Pasha:
The private life is dead - for a man with any manhood.
Zhivago:
I saw some of your 'manhood' on the way at a place called Minsk.
Pasha:
They were selling horses to the Whites.
Zhivago:
It seems you've burnt the wrong village.
Pasha:
They always say that, and what does it matter? A village betrays us, a village is burned. The point's made.
Zhivago:
Your point - their village.
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