Dazai bangs his head against the wall. In the last three hours he had learned fifty Russian insults. Not that he wanted to do it. But the chaos around makes clear that another heated family quarrel is coming to end.

However, to Dazai's delight, the quarrel is finally over, and both men disperse to different rooms. Fyodor enters the living room where is Dazai and sits down in his favorite armchair, and Nikolai goes to the kitchen. Dazai looks from armchair to the door, wondering what to do