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“sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: At Nick's, Lieberman dance” (1 conversations)
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sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: At Nick's, Lieberman danced with her for the first time, held her in his arms, smelled her hair, explored the contours of her body, running his hand up and down her back as they danced. Lieberman was in heaven. He controlled his desires carefully. At the end of the evening, when he walked her to her door, he took both of her hands in his, leaned in and kissed her cheek. She didn't mind. In fact she stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the mouth, a non-sexual kiss of thanks. Lieberman floated back to the limousine. When he got home he called Shaleen's answering service and left a message. She arrived at his apartment a little after midnight. "This is my busy time, Lieberman. It's gonna cost you." He handed her a signed check. "Fill in the blanks," he said. "It costs what it costs." Lieberman, wanting to know everything about Kate and her husband, called in a private detective. His name was Mr. Woo. He looked like a busboy, Lieberman thought. He reminded himself that the detective came highly recommended by a reputable lawyer. Mr. Woo wore a cheap Panama hat, a cheap Hawaiian shirt, baggy black trousers and sandals. He wras about five feet tall, and so thin he might have recently escaped from a country with a food shortage. Lieberman explained what he wanted to know. "Involves surveillance," said Mr. Woo. "Time is expensive." "It costs what it costs," said Lieberman. "Money I've got, information I don't." He gave Mr. Woo their names, Larry and Kate Mclnally, their address, the name of the rental agency she worked for and his rank at Fort DeRussy. "They must never know. You must be certain that anyone you talk to won't report back to them." Woo bowed slightly, opened his mouth as if to speak. "I know," said Lieberman, "expensive." He took out his checkbook. "As I'm sure you know, everyone has a price for silence. Neither this man nor his wife must ever know they've been investigated." Woo smiled as he folded the check and placed it in his shirt pocket. Six days later the report was delivered by messenger. After reading it, Lieberman felt he probably knew' more about Larry Mclnally than Kate did. He had lunch with Kate as usual; he explained his excess energy, his edginess, by saying he was waiting for a phone call to confirm a very important business deal. He was so tempted to let slip some of the information he knew' about Larry, even some of the things he had found out about Kate that he didn't know. Lieberman felt full to overflowing with terrible secrets. "I've never seen you like this before," said Kate, laughing. "Business can be very stimulating," said Lieberman. "A little like hunting, the excitement of the chase, the thrill of closing in for the kill." He had to wait until mid-afternoon to get through to Shaleen; she left her phone unplugged until she was ready to start her day. They had finished making love. Shaleen was sitting up, three pillows behind her, smoking a cigarette; her short blond hair was only slightly dishevelled. "How long are you planning on staying?" she had asked Lieberman earlier, almost as soon as he had arrived. Shaleen's condo was in Yacht Harbor Towers, only a block from where Lieberman rented. Worth $300,000 if it's worth a dime, thought Lieberman. "All night, if it's okay," he replied. "It'll cost," said Shaleen. Lieberman tossed his wallet on the coffee table in front of the velvet chair he was sitting in. "Help yourself. It costs what it costs," he said. "Never trust a whore, Lieberman. You'll get burned." "You just don't want me to know you're honest. Tell me the amount, I'll count it out myself." She did, and he did. "For an old guy, you're a great fuck," Shaleen said now, exhaling smoke. "You're not bad yourself, for a hooker," said Lieberman. Lieberman and Shaleen were spending three or four nights a week together at either his place or hers. From the day it began he told her about his courting of Kate Mclnally.
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V dome Nika Liberman vpervye potantseval s nei, zakliuchil eio v svoi ob'iatiia, vdokhnul zapakh eio volos, izuchil kontury eio tela, poglazhivaia ruku vverkh i vniz po eio spine v takt tantsu. Liberman byl na sed'mom nebe ot schast'ia. On tshchatel'no sderzhival svoi zhelaniia. V kontse vechera, kogda on provozhal eio do dverei eio kvartiry, on vzial eio ruki v svoi, naklonilsia i potseloval v shcheku. Ei eto ne pokazalos' nepriiatnym. Bolee togo, ona vstala na tsypochki i potselovala ego v guby, blagodaria neseksual'nym potseluem. Liberman vozvratilsia k svoei limuzine slovno paril. Kak tol'ko on priekhal domoi, on pozvonil na avtootvetchik Shalin i ostavil soobshchenie. Ona priekhala v ego apartamenty okolo polunochi. "Eto moio rabochee vremia, Liberman. Eto budet stoit' vam dorogo." On protianul ei chek s podpis'iu. "Zapolniai," - skazal on. - "Skol'ko stoit, stol'ko i oplachu." Zhelaia znat' vsio o Keit i eio muzhe, Liberman obratilsia k chastnomu detektivu. Zvali ego mister U. Vygliadel on, po mneniiu Libermana, kak ofitsiant. Liberman napomnil sebe, chto detektiv byl nastoiatel'no rekomendovan uvazhaemym iuristom. Mister U nosil deshiovuiu panamu, nevzrachnuiu gavaiskuiu rubashku, meshkovatye chiornye briuki i sandalii. On byl chut' vyshe piati futov i takoi khudoi, chto, kazalos', nedavno bezhal iz strany s nekhvatkoi edy. Liberman ob'iasnil detektivu, chto khochet uznat'. "Eto potrebuet nabliudeniia", - skazal mister U. - "Vremia dorogo stoit." "Skol'ko stoit, stol'ko i stoit," - skazal Liberman. - "Den'gi u menia est', a informatsii net." On dal misteru U ikh imena, Larri i Keit Makinalli, ikh adres, nazvanie agentstva nedvizhimosti, gde ona rabotala, i ego zvanie na Forte Derussi. "Oni nikogda ne dolzhny uznat'. Vy dolzhny byt' uvereny, chto nikto, s kem vy razgovarivaete, ne donesiot im." U sklonilsia v svoem svoistvennom zheste, slegka raskryl rot, slovno sobralsia govorit'. "Ia znaiu, - skazal Liberman, - dorogo." On dostal svoiu chekovuiu knizhku. "Kak vy, nesomnenno, znaete, u kazhdogo est' tsena za molchanie. Ni etot chelovek, ni ego zhena nikogda ne dolzhny uznat', chto oni byli pod sledstviem." U ulybnulsia, skladyvaia chek i kladia ego v karman rubashki. Cherez shest' dnei otchiot byl dostavlen kur'erom. Prochitav ego, Liberman pochuvstvoval, chto, veroiatno, znaet o Larri Makinalli bol'she, chem znala sama Keit. Kak obychno, on obedal s Keit; on ob'iasnil svoiu izbytochnuiu energiiu, nervoznost', tem, chto ozhidal zvonka, kotoryi dolzhen byl podtverdit' vazhnuiu delovuiu sdelku. Emu tak khotelos' vypustit' khot' kusochek informatsii o Larri, dazhe nekotorye veshchi o Keit, kotorye on uznal i o kotorykh ona sama ne znala. Liberman bukval'no razduvalsia ot uzhasnykh sekretov. "Ia nikogda ne videla tebia takim", - skazala Keit, smeias'. "Dela mogut byt' ochen' vozbuzhdaiushchimi", - skazal Liberman. - "Eto nemnogo kak okhota: volnenie presledovaniia, trepet zataivshegosia pered ubiistvom." Emu prishlos' zhdat' do serediny dnia, chtoby dozvonit'sia do Shalin; ona otkliuchala telefon, poka ne byla gotova nachat' svoi den'. Oni uzhe zakonchili liubovat'sia. Shalin sidela, opiorshis' na tri podushki, i kurila sigaretu; eio korotkie blondinistye volosy byli lish' slegka vzlokhmacheny. "Kak dolgo ty sobiraesh'sia ostat'sia?" - ranee sprosila Shalin u Libermana, edva on prishiol. Kondominium Shalin nakhodilsia v Yacht Harbor Towers, vsego v odnom kvartale ot mesta, gde snimal kvartiru Liberman. "Stoit 300 000, esli ne tsentom men'she," - podumal Liberman. "Na vsiu noch', esli eto v poriadke", - otvetil on. "Eto budet stoit'", - skazala Shalin. Liberman brosil kosheliok na zhurnal'nyi stolik pered zelionym kreslom, na kotorom on sidel. "Beri, skol'ko nuzhno. Skol'ko stoit, stol'ko i stoit," - skazal on. "Nikogda ne doveriai shliukhe, Liberman. Tebia obzhigut." "Ty prosto ne khochesh', chtoby ia uznal, chto ty chestnaia. Nazovi summu, ia sam pereschitaiu." Ona nazvala, i on pereschital. "Dlia starika ty zdorovo trakhaesh'sia", - skazala teper' Shalin, vypuskaia dym. "I ty neplokha, dlia shliukhi", - otvetil Liberman. Liberman i Shalin provodili vmeste tri ili chetyre nochi v nedeliu u nego ili u neio. S togo dnia, kak eto nachalos', on rasskazal ei o svoikh ukhazhivaniiakh za Keit Makinalli.
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sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: "Still not making any progress with your lady love?" asked Shaleen. Lieberman had come to Shaleen's after his third Thursday evening dinner date with Kate. Lieberman sighed. "Three lunches a week, dinner every Thursday. What else can I do?" "Offer her money. Shit, Lieberman, some of these little sex-rataries are just dying to turn an extra buck, especially if their husbands are in low-paying jobs like the military. Offer her a thousand dollars to go to bed with you." "What if she accepts? I'd have to pay her a thousand each time. It would be the same as what we do." "It costs what it costs," said Shaleen mockingly. "You pay me. You get a good lay. It would be the same. Except you're soft at the center, Lieberman. You're in love. You have the mistaken idea that one woman is different from another. It's alright. My business would drop 80% if men realized women are essentially all the same." "That's ridiculous," shouted Lieberman. "There's love and there's sex, and there's mutual respect and companionship and caring." "Sure," said Shaleen. "So how are you gonna get into her pants?" "I don't know. She loves her husband." "Kill him," said Shaleen. "Or have him killed. Out of sight out of mind, you know the old saying." "I couldn't." "Hell, Lieberman, I know people. For $25,000 I could arrange to get anybody knocked off." "That means if I paid you $25,000, you'd only spend $10,000. Is life that cheap?" "Cheaper. You underestimate my greed, Lieberman. I'd only spend $2,500. For that price the guy would leave a terrible mess and probably his fingerprints, but he'd never know who hired him or why." "I couldn't," Lieberman repeated. "He's an innocent man. Probably a decent one. From what she says, he loves her too." "You're all heart, Lieberman. Why don't you fall in love with me? I'll fall in love with you. Just dig out your fucking checkbook, write down the number five and keep adding zeroes; I'll peek over your shoulder and let you know when I'm in love." "Wait," said Lieberman. "Maybe there is something you could do. What would make it the easiest for me to win Kate over? If Larry wasn't in love with her, right? If he dumped her, why I could be the dear, patient, long-suffering friend there to comfort her in her time of need. Shed slowly come to love me." "Oh, God," said Shaleen, "get me a violin." "Ridicule from someone who would think nothing of having a man killed does not move me," said Lieberman. "The problem is how to get Larry to dump his wife. And what more logical way than for him to fall in love with another woman?" He smiled at Shaleen. "And that's where you come in." "If you thought offering her a thousand a trick was expensive ..." "It costs what it costs," said Lieberman. "Money is not the object. I'm in love." "How nice," said Shaleen. "So, how do you want me to handle the situation?" "Remember the report I ordered from the detective? I'll get it for you. It's full of photographs. It details his every move, gives the complete history of his life. It tells everything but the length of his peter." "I'll check it out and let you know," said Shaleen. "Maybe there's a reason why she likes him. Maybe he's well hung. Now, do I tell him I'm a hooker?" "What do you think?" "I'll play it by ear. Some guys would be real excited to think a hooker has fallen in love with them, that they're getting free what everybody else has to pay for. Then again, some guys would be mortally offended to find out the sweet girl they think they're in love with is available to anybody with the money. By the end of the first evening I'll know which kind he is." -------------- "It will be easier than stealing sand off Waikiki," said Shaleen. She had stopped by Liebermans condominium after her first evening with Larry Mclnally. "He's a nice, pleasant, boring kid from Creede, Colorado, who went to college on an ROTC scholarship, married a cheerleader, and thinks he's a great lover." "Is he?"
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"Tak i ne prodvigaesh'sia v otnosheniiakh s tvoei vozliublennoi?" - sprosila Shalin. Liberman prishiol k Shalin posle svoego tret'ego chetvergovogo svidaniia uzhinom s Keit. Liberman vzdokhnul. "Tri obeda v nedeliu, kazhdyi chetverg uzhinaem vmeste. Chto eshchio ia mogu sdelat'?" "Predlozhi ei den'gi. Blin, Liberman, nekotorye iz etikh malen'kikh seks-sekretarsh prosto umiraiut ot zhelaniia podzarabotat', osobenno esli ikh muzh'ia zanimaiut malooplachivaemye pozitsii, kak v armii. Predlozhi ei tysiachu dollarov za to, chtoby ona legla s toboi." "A esli ona soglasitsia? Mne pridiotsia platit' ei tysiachu kazhdyi raz. Eto bylo by to zhe samoe, chto i to, chto my delaem." "Stol'ko stoit, skol'ko stoit," - nasmeshlivo skazala Shalin. - "Ty platish' mne. Poluchaesh' khoroshii seks. Eto bylo by to zhe samoe. Tol'ko ty miagok v dushe, Liberman. Ty vliublion. Ty oshibochno dumaesh', chto odna zhenshchina otlichaetsia ot drugoi. Vsio v poriadke. Moi biznes upal by na 80%, esli by muzhchiny poniali, chto zhenshchiny v osnovnom vse odinakovy." "Eto nelepo," - voskliknul Liberman. - "Est' liubov' i est' seks, i est' vzaimnoe uvazhenie, soprovozhdenie i zabota." "Konechno," - skazala Shalin. - "Tak kak ty sobiraesh'sia popast' k nei v shtany?" "Ne znaiu. Ona liubit svoego muzha." "Ubei ego," - skazala Shalin. - "Ili naimi kogo-nibud', chtoby ego ubili. Glaza boiatsia, a ruki delaiut, znaesh' staruiu pogovorku." "Ia ne smogu." "Chiort, Liberman, ia znaiu liudei. Za 25 000 dollarov ia mogu ustroit', chtoby kogo ugodno ubrali." "Eto znachit, chto esli by ia tebe zaplatil 25 000, ty by potratila tol'ko 10 000. Razve zhizn' tak diosheva?" "Deshevle. Ty nedootsenivaesh' moiu zhadnost', Liberman. Ia by potratila tol'ko 2 500. Za eti den'gi paren' by ustroil uzhasnyi besporiadok i, veroiatno, ostavil by svoi otpechatki pal'tsev, no tak i ne uznal by, kto ego nanial i zachem." "Ia ne smogu," povtoril Liberman. "On nevinnyi chelovek. Vozmozhno, poriadochnyi. Sudia po tomu, chto ona govorit, on tozhe eio liubit." "Ty vsio serdtse, Liberman. A pochemu ty ne vliubish'sia v menia? Ia vliublius' v tebia. Prosto dostan' svoiu dolbannuiu chekovuiu knizhku, napishi chislo piat' i dobavliai nuli; ia posmotriu tebe cherez plecho i skazhu tebe, kogda ia vliublius'." "Podozhdi," - skazal Liberman. - "Vozmozhno, est' chto-to, chto ty mogla by sdelat'. Chto by sdelalo mne legche zavoevat' Keit? Esli by Larri ne liubil eio, verno? Esli by on eio brosil, ia byl by eio dobrym, terpelivym, dolgostradaiushchim drugom, gotovym uteshit' eio v eio chas nuzhdy. Ona by potikhon'ku vliubilas' v menia." "O, Bozhe," - skazala Shalin, - "daite mne skripku." "Nasmeshki ot kogo-to, kto ne vidit nichego plokhogo v tom, chtoby ubit' cheloveka, menia ne trogaiut," - skazal Liberman. - "Problema v tom, kak zastavit' Larri brosit' svoiu zhenu. I chto mozhet byt' logichnee, chem esli by on vliubilsia v druguiu zhenshchinu?" On ulybnulsia Shalin. "I vot tut ty vstupaesh' v igru." "Esli ty dumal, chto predlozhenie ei tysiachi za nomer bylo dorogo..." "Stoit skol'ko stoit," - skazal Liberman. - "Den'gi ne imeiut znacheniia. Ia vliublion." "Kak milo," - skazala Shalin. - "Itak, kak ty khochesh', chtoby ia postupila?" "Pomnish' otchiot, kotoryi ia zakazal u detektiva? Ia dostanu ego dlia tebia. Tam polno fotografii. V detaliakh opisyvaetsia kazhdoe ego dvizhenie, polnaia istoriia ego zhizni. Tam rasskazyvaetsia vse, krome razmera ego chlena." "Ia ego izuchu i dam tebe znat'," - skazala Shalin. - "Mozhet byt', est' prichina, po kotoroi ona ego liubit. Mozhet byt', on khorosh soboi. Teper', govorit' li mne emu, chto ia prostitutka?" "Chto ty dumaesh'?" "Posmotrim, kak poidiot. Nekotorym parniam budet ochen' interesno dumat', chto shliukha vliubilas' v nikh, chto oni poluchaiut besplatno to, za chto vse ostal'nye dolzhny platit'. S drugoi storony, nekotorye parni mogut byt' smertel'no oskorbleny, kogda uznaiut, chto milaia devushka, v kotoruiu oni, kak im kazhetsia, vliubleny, dostupna liubomu, kto gotov zaplatit'. K kontsu pervogo vechera ia poimu, k kakomu tipu on otnositsia." -------------- "Eto budet proshche, chem ukrast' pesok s Vaikiki," - skazala Shalin. Ona zaskochila v kondominium Libermana posle svoego pervogo vechera s Larri Makinalli. "On milyi, priiatnyi, skuchnyi pareniok iz Krida, Kolorado, kotoryi uchilsia v kolledzhe po stipendii ROTC, zhenilsia na chirlidershe i dumaet, chto on velikolepnyi liubovnik." "I on takov?"
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sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: "Are you kidding? I ie's 28 years old, was probably laid three times in his life in the back of someone's car at a drive-in movie before he married what's-her-name? He equates being a good lover to banging me all the way through the mattress to the floor. If he was mine, I'd give him his own fucking manhole cover to play with so he could leave me alone. He thinks pussy is made out of steel." "You're seeing him again?" "Of course. When do you want me to move him in with me, tomorrow or the next day?" "A couple of weeks at least, but keep him overnight next time. I want Kate to know she has a problem." "I can't imagine it, Lieberman, you're in love with a fucking cheer-leader." The next time they met for lunch, Kate was distracted. No matter what Lieberman said, he couldn't make her laugh. She picked at her food. What made it worse for Lieberman was that he knew exactly what was wrong: Larry Mclnally had spent the two previous nights with Shaleen. "It really hurts me to see her suffer," Lieberman told Shaleen over the phone, late that afternoon. "What if I break them up and then Kate doesn't fall in love with me? I don't think I could live with that." "Developing a conscience, are we? What do you want me to do, feel sorry for you, Lieberman? By the way, dear little Larry is thrilled to death about my being a hooker. He's already planning to get out of the service as soon as his hitch is up; while I will continue to earn my living on my back. I think he sees himself in a ruffled shirt, wearing mirrored sunglasses and spending my trick money on stretch limousines and co!caine. He wonders why I burst out laughing for no reason while we're getting it on." "Don't frighten him off," said Lieberman. "You know I don't think I've ever frightened a trick off. I know at least 30 other ways to make a john come, but never by fright." "Just remember how much I'm paying you," said Lieberman. "That should help you to control your laughter." "I wouldn't ask you for help if I wasn't desperate," Kate said at lunch a few days later. She was wearing the white dress with the green palm frond, the one Lieberman found so attractive. She reached across the table and took Lieberman's hands in hers. "I don't know what else to do, where else to turn," she went on, her voice breaking. Her eyes were red from crying, her cheeks blotchy. Lieberman had never loved her more. "I know you like me... maybe more ...Kate said. "Much more," said Lieberman. "That's why what I'm going to ask you is so awful. If you say no, I'll understand." "Try me," said Lieberman. "I followed him," Kate said. "I hired a taxi and followed him to her building. I asked the security guard what unit he went to, and he told me. That was at five o'clock last night. I waited outside for seven hours. At midnight I decided he wasn't going to be leaving, so I got the phone number from the security guard. She has a silent listing. I phoned, but all I got was her answering service. So I rang the apartment on the intercom, and when she answered I told her who I was and asked her to send Larry home so I could talk to her. The security man let me sit in his office until Larry left. Then I went upstairs. "I can never compete with her," Kate cried. "She's beautiful and rich and one of her dresses is worth more than everything I own. She was very nice to me. Her name is Shaleen Berger. She owns her own investment business. Larry's madly in love with her. He's planning on moving in with her next week. And she's going to let him. But she's not as crazy for him as he is for her. She hinted around, intimated that if I had some money, or if I had a rich friend who would help me out, that she could be bought off."
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"Ty shutish'? Emu 28 let, veroiatno, on byl s zhenshchinoi trizhdy v svoei zhizni v mashine na avtokinoteatre, prezhde chem zhenilsia na etoi, kak eio tam? On schitaet, chto byt' khoroshim liubovnikom znachit proshibat' menia naskvoz' matrasa na pol. Esli by on byl moim, ia by dala emu svoiu chertovu kryshku ot liuka, chtoby on poigral s nei i ostavil menia v pokoe. On dumaet, chto zhenshchina sdelana iz stali." "Ty snova vstrechaesh'sia s nim?" "Konechno. Kogda tebe luchshe, chtoby ia s'ezzhala k nemu, zavtra ili poslezavtra?" "Khotia by paru nedel', no na sleduiushchii raz ostav' ego na noch'. Ia khochu, chtoby Keit poniala, chto u neio problema." "Ne mogu predstavit', Liberman, ty vliublion v kakuiu-to chertovu chirlidershu." V sleduiushchii raz, kogda oni vstretilis' na obed, Keit byla rasseiana. Chto by Liberman ni govoril, emu ne udavalos' zastavit' eio zasmeiat'sia. Ona ele-ele kovyrialas' v ede. Dlia Libermana vsio ukhudshalos' eshchio i tem, chto on tochno znal, v chiom problema: Larri Makinalli proviol dve predydushchie nochi u Shalin. "Mne deistvitel'no bol'no videt' eio stradaniia," - skazal Liberman Shalin po telefonu pozdnim dniom. - "A chto, esli ia razorvu ikh brak, a Keit ne poliubit menia? Ia ne dumaiu, chto smogu s etim zhit'." "Razvivaem sovest', ne tak li? Chto ty khochesh', chtoby ia posochuvstvovala tebe, Liberman? Kstati, dorogoi malen'kii Larri do smerti vzvolnovan tem faktom, chto ia prostitutka. On uzhe planiruet uiti na pensiiu, kak tol'ko zakonchit sluzhbu; v to vremia kak ia budu prodolzhat' zarabatyvat', lezha na spine. Mne kazhetsia, on vidit sebia v riushevoi rubashke, v solntsezashchitnykh ochkakh s zerkal'nym pokrytiem, tratiashchim moi zarabotannye den'gi na roskoshnye limuziny i kokain. On ne ponimaet, pochemu ia vnezapno nachinaiu smeiat'sia bez prichiny, poka my zanimaemsia liubov'iu." "Tol'ko ne napugai ego," - skazal Liberman. "Znaesh', kazhetsia ia nikogda ne otpugivala klienta. Ia znaiu kak minimum 30 drugikh sposobov zastavit' parnia konchit', no nikogda ne ot strakha." "Prosto pomni, skol'ko ia tebe plachu," - skazal Liberman. - "Eto dolzhno pomoch' tebe sderzhat' smekh." "Ia by ne prosila tvoei pomoshchi, esli by ne byla tak otchaianna," - skazala Keit cherez neskol'ko dnei za obedom. Ona nadela beloe plat'e s zelionymi list'iami pal'my, kotoroe Liberman nakhodil takim privlekatel'nym. Ona protianula ruki cherez stol i vziala ruki Libermana v svoi. "Ia ne znaiu, chto eshchio delat', k komu obratit'sia," - prodolzhala ona, golos eio drozhal. Eio glaza byli krasnye ot slioz, shcheki piatnistymi. Liberman nikogda ne liubil eio tak sil'no. "Ia znaiu, chto ty menia liubish'... vozmozhno, bol'she..." - skazala Keit. "Gorazdo bol'she," - skazal Liberman. "Imenno poetomu to, o chem ia sobiraius' tebia poprosit', tak uzhasno. Esli ty otkazhesh', ia poimu." "Poprobui menia," - predlozhil Liberman. "Ia sledila za nim," - nachala Keit. - "Ia naniala taksi i posledovala za nim do eio doma. Ia sprosila u okhrannika, k kakoi kvartire on poshiol, i on mne skazal. Eto bylo v piat' vechera vchera. Ia zhdala snaruzhi sem' chasov. V polnoch' ia reshila, chto on ne sobiraetsia ukhodit', poetomu ia vziala nomer telefona u okhrannika. U neio zakrytyi nomer. Ia zvonila, no popala tol'ko na avtootvetchik. Tak chto ia pozvonila v kvartiru cherez domofon, i kogda ona otvetila, ia skazala ei, kto ia, i poprosila otoslat' Larri domoi, chtoby ia s nei pogovorila. Okhrannik razreshil mne posidet' v ego ofise, poka Larri ne vyshel. Potom ia podnialas' naverkh. Ia nikogda ne smogu s nei konkurirovat'," - zaplakala Keit. - "Ona krasivaia i bogataia, i odin iz eio plat'ev stoit bol'she vsego, chto u menia est'. Ona byla ko mne ochen' miloi. Eio zovut Shalin Berger. U neio svoi investitsionnyi biznes. Larri bez uma vliublion v neio. On planiruet pereekhat' k nei na sleduiushchei nedele. I ona pozvolit emu eto. No ona ne tak bez uma ot nego, kak on ot neio. Ona chto-to namekala, davala poniat', chto esli by u menia byli den'gi ili esli by u menia byl bogatyi drug, gotovyi mne pomoch', to eio mozhno bylo by otkupit'."
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sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: Kate held tightly to Lieberman's hands. Her green eyes had a wildness in them. "I don't have any money. I thought maybe you could loan me enough to pay her off. I really love him. I don't care if that sounds dumb. I just do. I'd pay you back," she rushed on. "And--I'll do anything for you. You know what I mean. I'll go back to your place with you right now, if you'll promise to help me. I know how cruel this must seem, but if you love me, will you talk to Shaleen? Will you pay her what she wants to stay away from Larry?" "I'll do whatever I can to help you out," Lieberman said. "And you won't owe me a thing. I appreciate your offer, but I'd never take advan!tage of such a situation. I only hope Larry knows what a lucky young man he is." Though he didn't need to, Lieberman copied down Shaleen's name, address, and phone number. "Why didn't you tell me?" Lieberman screamed into the phone. "I wanted it to be a surprise," said Shaleen coyly. "1 didn't want to spoil your fun. 1 thought you'd be in bed with her, instead of spoiling my afternoon." "You've ruined everything," roared Lieberman. "I'm coming over, now!" "You do that, it sounds as if you need somebody to talk to. Whores are always good listeners." On the way to her apartment, Lieberman considered ways of killing Shaleen. No hired killer for her. He visualized killing her himself, strangling her slowly, shooting her, using a knife. He discarded the methods one by one. He was not, and never had been, a violent man. Was that true? he wondered. He remembered a time years before, when his business was new. Union thugs had demanded a hefty percentage of his profits from a highrise he was building in return for keeping the site free of labor strife. He arranged to meet them at the construction site. As their car drove up, he'd dropped a concrete block from the fifth floor of the skeletal building. He could still see the glass of the windshield rising like water into the midnight air. "I don't know why you're so upset," Shaleen said, after Lieberman rumbled into her apartment. "If there's anybody who knows I can be bought, it should be you." "Why didn't you send her away? Why didn't you tell her you were taking her husband, like it or not? It would have sent her straight into my arms." "But she was so nice," said Shaleen. "The sacrifices some people are willing to make for love just got the better of me. If she'd come in with her claws out, screeching, I'd have been hard as nails, but she was just so sweet. She could see she was outclassed. I wanted to give her some hope. I suggested she might have a rich friend she could turn to for help. It was just a thought. How was I to know? I'd never seen her before," and she smiled at Lieberman, pursing her lips in an exaggerated manner. "How much are you supposedly asking to send her husband back to her?" Shaleen named a figure that caused Lieberman's eyebrows to invol!untarily lift nearly half an inch. "There's a condo two floors up that's for sale for just that amount. I need a little security for my old age," said Shaleen. "You don't think I'm actually going to pay you. You were working for me. You've already double-crossed me." "Think how good it'll feel to help young love triumph, Lieberman. Besides, you wouldn't want me to tell poor little Kate that you paid me to seduce her husband. Your little cheerleader is going to get misty- eyed every time she thinks of you for the next 40 years; she'll tell her grandchildren the story of how this wonderful man loved her so much he paid off the evil woman who was taking her husband away from her. You're too much of a romantic to pass up a chance to make the noble gesture of the century."
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Keit krepko derzhala ruki Libermana. V eio zelionykh glazakh blestelo otchaianie. "U menia net deneg. Ia podumala, chto, mozhet byt', vy mogli by odolzhit' mne dostatochno, chtoby otkupit' eio. Ia na samom dele liubliu ego. Mne vsio ravno, chto eto zvuchit glupo. Ia prosto liubliu. Ia vernu vam dolg," - ona toroplivo prodolzhila. - "I ia sdelaiu dlia vas vsio, chto ugodno. Vy ponimaete, chto ia imeiu v vidu. Ia poidu s vami k vam domoi priamo seichas, esli vy obeshchaete pomoch' mne. Ia znaiu, kak zhestoko eto mozhet pokazat'sia, no esli vy menia liubite, vy pogovorite s Shalin? Vy zaplatite ei, skol'ko ona khochet, chtoby ona ostavila Larri v pokoe?" "Ia sdelaiu vsio vozmozhnoe, chtoby pomoch' vam," - skazal Liberman. - "I vy mne nichego ne budete dolzhny. Ia tseniu vashe predlozhenie, no ia nikogda by ne vospol'zovalsia takoi situatsiei. Tol'ko nadeius', chto Larri znaet, kakoi on schastlivyi molodoi chelovek." Khotia emu eto bylo i ne nuzhno, Liberman zapisal imia Shalin, eio adres i nomer telefona. "Pochemu ty mne ne skazala?" - zakrichal Liberman v telefon. "Ia khotela sdelat' tebe siurpriz," - skromno skazala Shalin. - "Ia ne khotela portit' tebe vesel'e. Ia dumala, ty budesh' s nei v posteli, vmesto togo chtoby portit' moi den'." "Ty vsio isportila," - prorevel Liberman. - "Ia edu k tebe seichas!" "Priezzhai, zvuchit, kak budto tebe nuzhno s kem-to pogovorit'. Shliukhi vsegda khorosho slushaiut." Po doroge k eio kvartire Liberman razmyshlial o sposobakh ubiistva Shalin. Nikakikh naiomnykh ubiits dlia neio. On predstavlial, kak sam zadushil by eio medlenno, vystrelil v neio, ispol'zoval nozh. On otbrosil eti metody odin za drugim. On ne byl i nikogda ne byl nasil'stvennym chelovekom. Deistvitel'no li eto tak? - zadumalsia on. On vspomnil sluchai mnogimi godami ranee, kogda ego biznes tol'ko nachinalsia. Gangstery iz profsoiuza trebovali krupnyi protsent ot ego pribyli ot stroitel'stva vysotnogo zdaniia v obmen na otsutstvie trudovykh konfliktov na stroiploshchadke. On dogovorilsia vstretit'sia s nimi na stroike. Kogda ikh mashina pod'ekhala, on sbrosil s piatogo etazha karkasnogo zdaniia betonnyi blok. On do sikh por videl, kak steklo lobovogo stekla vzmetnulos' slovno voda v polnoch'. "Ne ponimaiu, pochemu ty tak rasstroen," - skazala Shalin, kogda Liberman grokhotom voshiol v eio kvartiru. - "Esli kto i znaet, chto menia mozhno kupit', tak eto ty." "Pochemu ty ne otpravila eio proch'? Pochemu ty ne skazala ei, chto zabiraesh' eio muzha, nravitsia eto ei ili net? Eto by otpravilo eio priamo v moi ob'iatiia." "No ona byla takoi miloi," - skazala Shalin. - "Zhertvy, na kotorye nekotorye gotovy radi liubvi, zakhvatili menia. Esli by ona prishla s raspushchennymi kogtiami, vizzha, ia by byla zhiostkaia kak kozha, no ona byla takoi sladkoi. Ona poniala, chto ne smozhet konkurirovat'. Ia khotela dat' ei kakuiu-to nadezhdu. Ia predlozhila, chto u neio mog by byt' bogatyi drug, k kotoromu ona mogla by obratit'sia za pomoshch'iu. Eto byla prosto mysl'. Otkuda mne znat'? Ia nikogda ran'she ne videla eio," - i ona ulybnulas' Libermanu, gubki skladyvaia utrirovanno. "Skol'ko ty iakoby prosish', chtoby otpravit' eio muzha obratno k nei?" Shalin nazvala tsifru, ot kotoroi brovi Libermana neproizvol'no vzleteli pochti na poldiuima. "Na dva etazha vyshe prodaiotsia kvartira imenno za etu summu. Mne nuzhna nebol'shaia opora na starost'," - skazala Shalin. "Ty ne dumaesh', chto ia na samom dele zaplachu tebe. Ty rabotala na menia. Ty uzhe predala menia." "Podumai, kak khorosho eto budet chuvstvovat' sebia, pomogaia molodoi liubvi pobedit', Liberman. Krome togo, ty ved' ne khochesh', chtoby ia rasskazala bednoi malen'koi Keit, chto ty zaplatil mne, chtoby soblaznit' eio muzha. Tvoia malen'kaia chirlidersha budet tronuta kazhdyi raz, kogda vspomnit o tebe v blizhaishie 40 let; ona rasskazhet svoim vnukam istoriiu o tom, kak etot prekrasnyi chelovek tak sil'no eio liubil, chto zaplatil za zlodeiku, kotoraia uvodila u neio muzha. Ty slishkom romantichen, chtoby upustit' shans sdelat' blagorodnyi zhest veka."
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sdelai perevod na russkii iazyk v literaturnom stile: Lieberman, trapped like an insect on flypaper, wrote Shaleen the check. "You'll be sorry" he said hollowly as he passed it to her. "Told you never to trust a whore," said Shaleen. He met Kate for lunch the next day. "It's all arranged," he told her. "I know," said Kate. "She broke off with Larry' last night. He came crawling home begging for forgiveness." "And you forgave him?" Kate smiled sadly. "I'll pay you back," she whispered. "I'm flying home to Oklahoma City for a few weeks, kind of to get my head together, you know. Then I'll start paying you back. And the other still applies." Lieberman declined graciously. A tear oozed out of one of Kate's green eyes and sat on her cheek like a jewel. Lieberman kissed her good!bye, his heart breaking. He wondered what Shaleen had told her. Kate seemed to think there was only a few thousand dollars involved. He was tempted to tell her the truth; she knew the value of a condo on one of the top floors of Yacht Harbor Towers. But Lieberman was too much of a gentleman. He wished Kate well and assured her she need not pay back the money. Lieberman felt very old in the mornings. He did not open the blinds. He thought of flying back to Denver. He again turned to an escort service for company. The results were most unsatisfactory. It was during the third week of his mourning that Shaleen phoned. "I'm coming over," she said. "I didn't call you," said Lieberman. "What you cost I can't afford." "Tonight is free," said Shaleen. "I owe you that much." "And perhaps an invitation to your housewarming?" said Lieberman. Shaleen arrived all in white, the tips of her golden hair, frosted; sev-eral thousand dollars in gold chains circled her neck and wrists. "I saved you a lot of grief," said Shaleen. "Did 1 ask to be saved?" glowered Lieberman. "You didn't want to be married to a cheerleader. Incidentally, I didn't buy the condo. I used the money to pay Kate off." "For what?" said Lieberman. "To go home to the mainland and forget about you." "Me?" "Aw, Lieberman, somebody had to look after your best interests. Your cheerleader might not be an intellectual, but everything you did was so obvious you might as well have carried flashcards. Actually it wasn't Kate who came to see me, it was me who went to see her." "Why?" "Look, Larry Mclnally is a jerk. She was delighted to get rid of him. You could have had her anytime from the second lunch on, but you were Just too backward to see it. She decided, since there was so much at stake, to play things your way, not frighten you off." "Then she really cared for me." "She thought she did. But, as we've both always said, Lieberman, everybody has their price." "You really paid her off?" Shaleen nodded. "You paid her off with my money!" "I'm only willing to go so far. What do you want from me, Lieberman, a declaration of love?" "How much of my money did you give her? How much did you pocket?" "Does it make a difference?" "It would be interesting to know how much I'm worth to you." "Fraid not," said Shaleen. "A working girl's got to have some secrets." "I suppose you think I'm not in love with her, that I was never in love with her," Lieberman said. It was almost a cry. "That's what I think," said Shaleen. "I suppose you think I'm in love with you," wailed Lieberman. "That's what I think," said Shaleen. Lieberman sighed. "We deserve each other, Lieberman. We're both interested in ourselves first. We're ambitious, and we don't give a fuck for ethics. You don't have any business messing around with sad little cheerleaders from Oklahoma City. You'll thank me for what I did, again and again, as the years go by. But tell me, Lieberman, what happens when two people who care mainly for themselves get together? One of them is going to have the upper hand." "I know," said Lieberman. "I wonder if you do? Remember, Lieberman, I don't have a heart of gold. I'm interested in gold." "I understand," said Lieberman. "I'll spend your money. There'll be a premarital agreement. What's yours is mine, what's mine's my own." "I understand." "I'll keep my trick book. There'll be other lovers . . . whoever and whenever I say. I only have to go to Denver once a year, in the summer, and for no more than 14 days. There'll be times when I'll embarrass you, Lieberman. I'll dress like a whore when I meet your relatives. You'll look like a foolish old man ..." "I understand." "I'll sleep with your sons." Lieberman crossed the room, reached out his hand to Shaleen, pulled her to her feet and into his arms. "I've been widowed once," he said into her golden hair. "It could happen again." Shaleen laughed into his shoulder. Lieberman thrilled to the sound.
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Liberman, slovno nasekomoe, poimannoe na lipuchku, vypisal Shalin chek. "Pozhaleesh'," - glukho skazal on, peredavaia ei chek. "Ia zhe govorila, nikogda ne doveriai shliukhe," - otozvalas' Shalin. Na sleduiushchii den' on vstretilsia s Keit na obed. "Vsio ustraivaetsia," - skazal on ei. "Ia znaiu," - otvetila Keit. - "Ona rasstalas' s Larri proshloi noch'iu. On pripolz domoi i umolial o proshchenii." "I ty prostila ego?" Keit grustno ulybnulas'. "Ia vernu tebe den'gi," - prosheptala ona. - "Ia uletaiu domoi v Oklakhomu-Siti na neskol'ko nedel', chtoby sobrat'sia s mysliami, znaesh'. Potom nachnu vozvrashchat' tebe den'gi. I drugoe predlozhenie vse eshche v sile." Liberman milostivo otkazalsia. Sleza vystupila iz odnogo iz zelenykh glaz Keit i zasiiala na eio shcheke kak dragotsennyi kamen'. Liberman potseloval eio na proshchanie, u nego razryvalos' serdtse. On zadavalsia voprosom, chto Shalin skazala ei. Keit, kazalos', dumala, chto rech' shla vsego o neskol'kikh tysiachakh dollarov. On byl iskushen skazat' ei pravdu; ona znala stoimost' kondo na verkhnikh etazhakh Yacht Harbor Towers. No Liberman byl slishkom velikodushen. On pozhelal Keit vsego nailuchshego i zaveril, chto ona ne dolzhna vozvrashchat' den'gi. Liberman chuvstvoval sebia ochen' starym po utram. On ne otkryval zhaliuzi. On podumyval o vozvrashchenii v Denver. On snova obratilsia k soprovozhdaiushchei sluzhbe za kompaniei. Rezul'taty byli ves'ma neudovletvoritel'nymi. Na tret'ei nedele ego traura Shalin pozvonila. "Ia idu k tebe," - skazala ona. "Ia tebia ne zval," - skazal Liberman. - "To, chto ty stoish', ia sebe pozvolit' ne mogu." "Segodnia vecherom besplatno," - skazala Shalin. - "Ia tebe eto dolzhna." "I, mozhet byt', priglashenie na tvoio novosel'e?" - skazal Liberman. Shalin priekhala v belom, makushka eio zolotistykh volos byla ukrashena l'dom; na eio shee i zapiast'iakh v neskol'ko tysiach dollarov zlatykh tsepei. "Ia izbavila tebia ot mnozhestva goria," - skazala Shalin. "Ia prosil spaseniia?" - mrachno skazal Liberman. "Ty zhe ne khotel byt' zamuzhem za chirlidershei. Mezhdu prochim, ia ne kupila kondo. Ia ispol'zovala den'gi, chtoby otkupit' Keit." "Za chto?" - sprosil Liberman. "Chtoby ona uekhala na materik i zabyla o tebe." "Obo mne?" "Ekh, Liberman, komu-to nuzhno bylo zabotit'sia o tvoikh interesakh. Tvoia chirlidersha mozhet i ne byt' intellektualkoi, no vsio, chto ty delal, bylo nastol'ko ochevidno, chto ty tak zhe khorosho mog by vynosit' plakaty. Na samom dele eto ne Keit prishla ko mne, a ia sama poshla k nei." "Zachem?" "Slushai, Larri Makinalli - pridurok. Ona byla rada izbavit'sia ot nego. Ty mog by eio zavoevat' s liubogo obeda posle vtorogo, no ty prosto byl slishkom ostorozhen, chtoby eto poniat'. Ona reshila, raz rech' idet o stol' vazhnykh veshchakh, igrat' po-tvoemu, ne pugaia tebia." "Tak ona deistvitel'no zabotilas' obo mne." "Ona tak dumala. No kak my oba vsegda govorili, Liberman, u kazhdogo est' svoia tsena." "Ty deistvitel'no otkupila eio?" Shalin kivnula. "Ty otkupila eio na moi den'gi!" "Ia gotova poiti daleko, no ne tak. Chto ty khochesh' ot menia, Liberman, priznaniia v liubvi?" "Skol'ko moikh deneg ty ei dala? Skol'ko ty zabrala sebe?" "Imeet li eto znachenie?" "Bylo by interesno znat', skol'ko ia stoiu dlia tebia." "Boius', net," - skazala Shalin. - "U rabotaiushchei devushki dolzhny byt' svoi sekrety." "Ia polagaiu, ty dumaesh', chto ia ne liubil eio, chto nikogda ne liubil eio," - skazal Liberman. Eto bylo pochti voplem. "Tak ia i dumaiu," - skazala Shalin. "Navernoe, ty dumaesh', chto ia vliublion v tebia," - zavopil Liberman. "Tak ia i dumaiu," - skazala Shalin. Liberman vzdokhnul. "My dostoiny drug druga, Liberman. Oba my stavim sebia na pervoe mesto. My ambitsiozny, i nam naplevat' na etiku. Tebe ne sleduet sviazyvat'sia s grustnymi malen'kimi chirlidershami iz Oklakhoma-Siti. Ty budesh' blagodarit' menia za to, chto ia sdelala, vnov' i vnov', po mere togo kak gody budut prokhodit'. No rasskazhi mne, Liberman, chto proiskhodit, kogda dva cheloveka, kotorye zabotiatsia v osnovnom o sebe, skhodiatsia vmeste? U odnogo iz nikh budet verkh." "Ia znaiu," - skazal Liberman. "Interesno, deistvitel'no li ty znaesh'? Pomni, Liberman, u menia net zolotogo serdtsa. Menia interesuet zoloto." "Ia ponimaiu," - skazal Liberman. "Ia potrachu tvoi den'gi. Budet predbrachnoe soglashenie. Chto tvoio, to moio, chto moio, to tol'ko moio." "Ia ponimaiu." "Ia sokhraniu svoiu zapisnuiu knizhku klientov. U menia budut i drugie liubovniki... kto i kogda skazhu ia. Ia priezzhaiu v Denver tol'ko odin raz v god, letom, i ne bolee chem na 14 dnei. Budut vremena, kogda ia postavliu tebia v zatrudnitel'noe polozhenie, Liberman. Ia budu odevat'sia kak shliukha, kogda vstrechu tvoikh rodstvennikov. Ty budesh' vygliadet' glupym starym muzhchinoi..." "Ia ponimaiu." "Ia budu spat' s tvoimi synov'iami." Liberman peresiok komnatu, protianul ruku k Shalin, podnial eio na nogi i pritianul k sebe. "Ia uzhe ovdovel odnazhdy," - skazal on v eio zolotye volosy. - "Eto mozhet sluchit'sia i vnov'." Shalin razrazilas' smekhom, oblokotivshis' o ego plecho. Liberman oshchutil priliv vostorga ot etogo zvuka.