QUESTION: Furthermore, Nadarai kept thirty-two notes with the addresses of women. Are they presented to you? Are these also your common-law partners?
ANSWER: There are also some of my common-law partners here, but very few.
QUESTION: Do you admit that you systematically forced your common-law partners to have abortions?
ANSWER: I know of only two cases in which I forced abortions. I don't remember the women's names.
QUESTION: Are you aware that coercion into abortion is criminally punishable by law?
ANSWER: Of course, I'm guilty of that.
QUESTION: You're lying here about only two cases of forced abortion. I incriminate you with Nadarai's testimony on this matter:
"One girl, Olya, as I learned from Sarkisov, had an abortion on Beria's orders. Sarkisov was looking for a doctor. Actually, many abortions were performed; Sarkisov was in charge." Sarkisov testifies to the same thing. Is this correct?
ANSWER: I remember about Olya. I don't know about many other cases, but I don't deny that they may have happened.
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QUESTION: Do you admit that you degenerated morally to the point of cohabiting with women convicted of treasonous anti-Soviet activity?
ANSWER: It's possible, but I categorically deny that I knew about their treasonous anti-Soviet activity during my relationship with them.
QUESTION: Did you have syphilis?
ANSWER: I had syphilis during the war, I think in 1943, and underwent treatment.
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QUESTION: Until now the discussion has concerned your numerous dirty connections. Now give a truthful answer. Did you rape women?
ANSWER: No, I never raped anyone.
QUESTION: You are lying. Is the surname Drozdova known to you? Well known?
ANSWER: Yes, well known.
QUESTION: It has been established that you raped Drozdova at a time when she had not yet reached the age of majority. Do you admit that you are a rapist?
ANSWER: No, I do not admit it.
QUESTION: You are being read the testimony of V. S. Drozdova of 13 July 1953:
“In 1949 I was studying in the 7th grade of School No. 92 in Moscow. I was sixteen years old. That same year, on 29 March, my grandmother suddenly died. In connection with her death my mother fell seriously ill and was sent to the hospital on Sokolinaya Gora. I was left alone. We were then living on Herzen Street, building 52, apartment 20. Almost opposite our house stood a mansion where Beria lived, but I did not know that at the time.
Around 6 May 1949 I was going to the shop for bread. At that moment a car stopped, and out of it stepped an old man in pince-nez and a hat. With him was a colonel in MGB uniform. The old man stopped and began looking at me very attentively. I took fright and ran away, but I noticed that some man in civilian clothes followed me and trailed me as far as the house.
The next day an unknown man came to our apartment several times, as a neighbour who had come from Lvov to the Chashnikovs told me; he asked for me by name.
Around three o’clock in the afternoon, when I came home from school, this unknown man knocked at the apartment door; he later turned out to be Zolotoshvili. He called me out into the yard for a minute, where the colonel was already waiting; he later turned out to be Sarkisov. A Pobeda car was waiting for him.
Sarkisov proved to be fully informed about all our family affairs; he knew that my mother was in hospital, that she was lying in a corridor, that she was in a very serious condition; he said that a professor had to be fetched, that she needed help and to be transferred to a separate ward. He wanted to arrange all this. I believed him, went back home, locked the door and drove off with him in the car. I could not help believing him, because he had told everything correctly about our family and about my mother, who really was at that time in a very serious condition. In that car he took me straight to the mansion which, as I later learned, belonged to Beria.
There he told me that his comrade would help me—a very responsible worker who helps everyone, who had learned of the difficult situation of our family and had also decided to help us.
Around five or six in the evening the same old man who had seen me on the street the day before entered the room where I was sitting with Sarkisov. He greeted me very kindly, said that I must not cry, that Mama would be cured and everything would be all right. Then he invited me to have dinner with him and, despite my refusals, they still seated me at the table. He was very courteous and treated me to wine, but I did not drink. Sarkisov was also present at dinner. Afterwards Beria suggested that I go and look at the rooms, but I refused and asked that we go to the professor as soon as possible so that he could be brought to Mama.
Then Beria seized me, even though Sarkisov was in the room, and dragged me into the bedroom. Despite my screams and resistance, Beria raped me. No one came into the bedroom in response to my cries. After that I was not allowed to leave the house for three days. I was in a very bad state and cried the whole time. Beria said to me: ‘What of it, nothing happened; otherwise some snot-nosed kid would have got you who wouldn’t have appreciated it.’
Before letting me out of the house and earlier, Beria and Sarkisov told me not to say a word about this to anyone, because both I and my mother would perish. He forbade me even to tell my mother, otherwise she would die. I saw that this was a very important man, because the whole setting, the guards around him and in the courtyard showed it. Besides, Sarkisov, who had not told me that this was Beria, hinted that this was a very important man who could do anything he liked to me and my mother if I told about what had happened.
I returned home, but at first I said nothing to any of the neighbours. I also fell ill and did not even go to school.
A few days later Sarkisov appeared and, under threat of a weapon as well as under threats that they would exile my mother and me, brought me back to the mansion.
It was then that I learned that it was Beria who had raped me, because I saw inscriptions on gifts addressed to him (on a lamp).
That time Beria only tried to persuade me and demanded that I keep silent, otherwise, he said: ‘I’ll wipe you off the face of the earth right here.’
When my mother returned from hospital I told her everything; Sarkisov had come for her by car to the hospital.
As soon as I had told her everything and Mother said that we would write to Comrade Stalin, Sarkisov arrived and immediately ordered Mother and me to go to Beria, saying that he was summoning us. At first my mother doubted that Beria could have committed such a crime against me. When she met him and became convinced that it was Beria who had raped me, she was so upset that she slapped his face. Beria immediately said to both me and my mother that if anyone learned of all this we would not remain alive. To Mother’s words that it was impossible that Comrade Stalin would not pay attention to this, Beria replied that ‘all statements will end up with me anyway.’
For some time they left me alone. We were afraid to write anywhere about what had happened. Then Sarkisov began coming for me, but we hid, put out the lights, locked ourselves in; still, under threat of a weapon, Sarkisov forced me to go to Beria, with whom I then had to live.
In 1950 I became pregnant by him. Beria demanded that I have an abortion. Sarkisov demanded the same of my mother, but she slapped his face. He gave money for an abortion, but I did not have one, and my mother said that if they tried to force it she would write to Comrade Stalin, go out into the street and shout—then let them do with her whatever they liked.
Afterwards Beria demanded that I give the child away somewhere to the countryside to be brought up, but I refused.
Having committed violence against me, Beria crippled my whole life.”
Was that old man in pince-nez you?
ANSWER: Yes, it was I.
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