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SALTYCHIKHA

SALTYCHIKHA

Episode 4 Favorite

Stop!

What do you want?

You don't seem too friendly.

I need your help.

It's important.

It's important?

First you throw me out of the village.

And now you throw yourself at my feet.

Are you out of your mind, old witch?

I came from Moscow on behalf of a noble lady.

It's an honor. I'm not bowing down to you.

A noble lady, you say?

And what does your noble lady want?

Do you know what I take as payment?

Yes.

But what does a pagan needs a cross for?

You got what you asked for. Now do your job and hurry up!

Your mistress will be pleased.

She will be pleased.

Your mistress...

Don't trick me.

- Or we'll meet again. - We'll meet again anyway, Avdotya.

Madam!

- Well? - I got it, madam.

I got it.

What's the matter with you?

I'm fine, madam.

Aksinya, wait.

Come here.

Are you going to him?

I'm sorry, madam.

I didn't want it, I swear. I'm sorry.

It's not my fault.

It's not my fault, madam.

Bring him tea.

- It's not my fault. - Stop whining.

You won't be guilty when you'll do what I ask.

Go.

So?

Are you all deaf there?

How long do I have to wait?

I can't, master. I'm sorry.

What's the matter?

I'm on the rag. I can't.

Get out.

It's settled, Sergey.

Don't worry, darling.

I love you.

Your Darya.

I love you.

Your D.

How to say it in Russian?

Leidenshaft.

Power.

Strength.

- Passion. - What?

Passion.

Passion.

- Passion... - Passion...

It's a very beautiful word. Passion.

Just as beautiful as your 'Leidenshaft.'

My Russian is getting much better with you than with that professor, Dadurov.

For the sake of justice, let me say that his knowledge disproves his last name.

Yes. He's not a fool.

They wouldn't have put a fool to watch me.

They?

There are eyes and ears everywhere around here.

I'm so tired, Sergey.

I'm flattered by the trust and confidence you put in me, Your Highness.

Don't talk to me like you're one of them.

Please.

Ekaterina Alekseyevena...

Your Highness, forgive me.

My parents used to call me Fike.

I was their little Frederica.

But they left nothing of me, Sergey.

Nothing.

You have no idea how cruel they were to me.

Please don't say anything you will regret.

Are you scared of my honesty?

A woman can only find a true friend in a man.

That's what my mother used to say to me.

But she was sent away.

Thrown away.

She was the only person I could talk to honestly, without being afraid.

They didn't even let me go to my father's funeral.

I'm really sorry.

And I'm not.

It won't be long now.

How do you say it in Russian?

He that mischief hatches...

Mischief catches.

Right.

I felt so lonely, Sergey.

But now I have you.

They are waiting for me to produce an heir.

And they will get one.

But it won't be his son.

It will be my son.

And he will be like you.

Good afternoon!

Nice to see you.

Have a good time.

Baron!

I'm very happy to see you in Moscow.

I hope you'll tell us all the news from the capital.

Good to see you, princess.

- Baroness. - I'm sorry, baroness.

The last time we saw you you were just about to be married.

Are you here for long?

I hope not. My husband was sent here with a commission.

Moscow must seem like a village to you.

But we have something exciting for you.

Do you remember Darya Nikolayevna?

She is Saltykova now.

Darya Nikolayevna has lost her father recently. Don't ask her about him.

She's here with her husband.

And the word is that it's a bad marriage. Can you believe it?

Darya!

Yulia!

I can't believe it! You're here!

How come?

I'm so happy!

You look so...

Gleb Andreyevich, may I introduce my friend.

I'm really happy to meet you.

My wife told me so much about you.

Pleased to meet you, Princess Bogdanova.

Baroness von Schlippe.

Darya Nikolayevna has been waiting for some news from you.

- From me? - Yes.

Let me introduce my husband, Baron von Schlippe.

Royal adviser.

Nice to meet you.

I hope you will excuse us.

We haven't seen each other for ages.

Darya! I can't believe it!

So I go to Saint Petersburg, and you get married?

Yes.

I'm very happy.

How could this happen?

Much has changed since that time.

Look at you, a nun!

I hardly recognized you.

How's Mother doing?

I hope she's not too worried that you left the cage.

She passed away recently.

Oh, that's so sad.

I guess she's definitely in heaven.

Unlike me.

I need to tell you so much.

I hope you have a lover.

- Yulia! - Okay, I see.

I embarrassed you again.

You're still a nun.

And you look pale.

Too bad we have so little time. I want to tell you so much!

All the little secrets...

Baroness!

They say you came straight from the capital.

And we're so behind the times here.

Have you seen Pyotr Fyodorovich?

They say he can't get used to his Russian name...

That's true.

So funny! Everyone calls him Pyotr Fyodorovich.

But until the counselor whispers "Ulrich," he won't bat an eyelid.

What? Come on! No one pays any attention to him now.

Everyone is seeking Ekaterina Alekseyevna's favor.

You must know the biggest story, right?

No.

How come? Your relative is a great favorite at court these days.

We're well aware of it.

Sergey has really been called to court to serve as a chamberlain.

Just like that. He got his lucky ticket.

He must've charmed everyone.

I remember Sergey.

He's witty and smart and handsome.

I heard they call him the life of the party.

And especially the life of Ekaterina Alekseyevna.

What, you don't know?

Sergey Saltykov is Ekaterina's favourite.

Everyone knows that.

Oh, right, I'm in Moscow.

Darling, are you okay?

Excuse me, I don't feel well.

I need some air.

When I was pregnant, I always carried smelling salts with me.

Congratulations, Gleb Andreyevich!

Darya Nikolayevna!

Darya Nikolayevna, please wait.

Don't you want to explain?

Darya Nikolayevna, why...

Why am I always the last to know?

Now you know. I'm pregnant.

I'm grateful to you for everything.

Why are you saying this like it's a goodbye?

It is.

You must leave.

What, right now?

Why poke the bear?

You're going to Heidelberg.

To Heidelberg?

And why am I going to Heidelberg?

To study, Sergey.

I need you to be educated.

And you'll see the world.

It's not the worst exile, right?

See, your little Fike can be grateful.

As you wish...

My future is in your hands after all.

And be careful.

I have the emperor inside me.

Look! A cart from Troitskoye!

Aksinya, they must have brought something for you too.

Good day to everyone!

Andrey!

It's me.

What are you doing here?

We agreed with Grisha that I go to the city this time.

To see Aksinya.

And bring the rent.

It's not a good time. We have a lot of work.

Give me what you brought and go back.

And where's Aksinya?

How would I know where your Aksinya is? Give me the money.

Who would know if not you?

You're in charge.

Listen...

I don't have much time. I need to...

Go where you're supposed to.

I don't know where Aksinya is. Master might have sent her somewhere.

Do you know where she is?

We don't keep sick people in the house.

You're lying.

And I don't understand why.

Maybe she doesn't want to see you?

How's that?

First she tells me not to doubt her, and now she doesn't want to see me?

Okay.

Give this to her.

Did you call for me?

This is for you.

Push, madam! Push!

Lord, please, Lord...

Please, Lord...

Master!

It's over.

You have a son.

A boy. Healthy.

Thank you, Lord. Thank you.

Thank you, Lord.

How did it go?

Just a glimpse please.

Her Imperial Highness is resting.

- How's she? - You'll see her tomorrow.

- Please. - Tomorrow.

Your Highness!

How's...

There....

Everything...

Everything is fine, Your Highness.

You know I'm afraid of blood.

Is everything clean there?

I'll visit them tomorrow.

Yes.

Yes, tomorrow.

I am baptizing Lord's servant Sergey.

In the name of the Father. Amen.

And the Son. Amen.

And the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Sergey...

And why not after his grandfather?

According to the calendar it's Sergey's day today.

Darya Nikolayevna.

When I was looking at you in the church today...

When I see you by our son's crib...

It seems that all the bad things are over.

That is was just a nightmare.

And we can be a good family.

Isn't it so for everyone else?

For everyone else yes.

But what about us?

Let's not disappoint everyone.

And for us, let it stay the way it is.

You know, for a moment I thought that you can be an ordinary woman.

Gleb Andreyevich.

I won't be a good wife for you.

Let me try to become a good mother.

Well then...

As you wish.

Sergey.

Our son looks just like you.

It's such a joy and pain at the same time to see your eyes and lips.

Your face.

I named him after you.

But he's not you.

I spend every night by his crib trying to find love and tenderness inside me.

But you must have taken them with you.

You took my heart away.

Oh Lord, do I deserve this?

Damn her!

Thank God you don't know what it takes not to look for you.

Not to send you these letters.

Believe me, it's better this way.

I don't want to torture you.

I suffer enough for both of us.

Know one thing.

I'm faithful to you.

And I will be until I die.

Even if I never see you again.

Don't worry, my love.

Don't be afraid of my honesty.

No one will see these letters.

Even you.

I love you.

Your Darya.

Sergey, honey.

I hope your exile isn't too tiresome.

As for me, the time of change will come.

But it's too soon now.

I think about you.

I miss our lessons. Our laugh.

I miss you.

May this letter brighten up our loneliness.

And this lock of hair remind you that despite the distance we are close.

We are connected by the strongest bond...

That can connect a woman with a man who became more than a friend to her.

It's your son.

Pavel.

Keep this like the apple of your eye.

It's a sign of my deepest trust in you.

We will meet again.

You'll come back when my time comes.

Remember your little Fike.

Sergey, my boy.

Look what I got you for your birthday.

What a pretty bird!

Hi, pretty bird!

Hello there!

Daddy, look what Mommy got me for my birthday.

Look!

Sergey.

But this is a real gun.

Be careful not to hurt yourself.

Let me fire a shot.

No, Sergey, it's dangerous.

Gleb Andreyevich, we're raising him to be a man. Let him shoot.

Yay!

Take it. This way.

Hold it.

Aim.

Okay.

Shoot!

Careful! You'll kill him!

Sergey, are you all right?

I'm fine, Daddy.

Don't be mad at Mommy. She's very good.

Come here. Let's go to nannies.

We're raising a guardsman.

Let's go, Sergey.

- What's your name? - Rokotov.

Stepan Rokotov.

My father's name was Fyodor.

Already have a patronymic, artist?

Is it true what they say that you know your craft well?

I studied abroad.

I come from the serfs of Count Repnin.

He granted me freedom.

For my zeal and artistic talents.

And is it true that you painted the royal family in Saint Petersburg?

And was praised at court?

The royal family was very pleased with me.

Wow! Did you paint the Emperor and Empress?

That's true.

When Emperor Pyotr Fyodorovich was alive.

God rest his soul.

And I painted Prince Pavel Petrovich, God bless him.

And what's the prince like?

Is it true that he has a halo over his head?

He's just like you, master. Restless.

Sergey! Go back to your place.

Please stand still for a minute.

And I thought they look like icons.

No, not at all.

Ekaterina Alekseyevna is kind to everyone.

And speaks unceremoniously.

But her face is really fair.

Glowing.

Would you give me more light please?

That's enough for today.

I have work to do.

We'll continue later.

As you wish.

Sergey Glebovich, your teacher is waiting for you.

It's time for your lessons.

- Wait. - Yes, madam.

I want to commission my portrait.

As you command.

When do you want it to be done?

Now.

So?

You painted the empress?

Yes. As Minerva and as Diana.

Anything looks good on her.

Besides, it's the latest trend in the capital.

Many noble ladies commission portraits with biblical themes.

I want you to paint me like her.

As you wish.

Tell me...

Is the empress pretty or does she look like a man like all fraus?

Not at all! Our Empress is beautiful.

Her eyes are bright and blue like the sky on a clear day.

She looks like an angel.

Like an angel?

We've been supplying building materials for Baron von Schlippe for over 6 years.

Since we met at the Rostopchins.

Baron is getting old.

His business has passed to his wife Yulia.

And she gave all the contracts to her brothers.

The creditors are all over us.

We're sick of them already.

They want their money back.

And what do I have to do with it?

We'll sign the factory over to you.

For a while.

So that it doesn't go to strangers.

If you keep the money, you'll get a cut.

All the papers are ready.

We can sign them right now in the office.

If you need it so badly...

I'll do it.

And her figure is slender and slim.

Her hands are tiny and look like porcelain.

But the most amazing thing about her is her hair.

It is the color of rye.

Come here.

Take off your headscarf.

Take if off.

- This color? - Yes, like this. God blessed you.

What do you find so amusing?

What are you laughing at, bitch?

I'm sorry, madam.

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me, madam.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, madam.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

That's it.

That's it.

That's what we do to people who make faces when their masters are talking.

What do you say?

Do people in the capital treat their slaves differently?

It's none of my business, madam.

Don't ask me.

- I've seen many things. - Enough.

Enough talking.

And why are you crying?

Take this with you.

Let's continue.

Continue.

How are you, my bird? Fed and watered?

I decided to name you Malinochka.

Birdie...

My poor bird has died.

I didn't feed it.

I didn't give it water.

And it died.

Son.

It must have been sick.

It's not your fault.

Forgive me that your present died.

Of course I forgive you.

Sweetie, don't cry.

Don't cry.

Go to bed, my darling.

Avdotya!

What's he doing here?

I'm sorry, master.

Madam asked him to paint her.

So he stayed.

She told him not to leave until the work is finished.

I see.

I'll have dinner in my room.

Send Aksinya to me.

The bird died!

It's your fault!

The boy got upset on his birthday!

I'm sorry, master.

Oh my God! Poor thing.

Aksinya!

You lazybones!

I've been on my feet all day, and you...

What's the matter with you?

Madam beat her up.

What did you do, bitch?

How did you anger her?

I didn't do anything, I swear.

- I didn't do anything. - You didn't do anything?

If she punished you, she had reason.

Cover your head and go to master.

Bitch!

Stay, will you?

What's the matter with you?

Master, help me!

Who did this to you?

Help me for Christ's sake, master!

I can't anymore! Please protect me, master!

Help me, master! I'll tell you the whole truth.

The whole truth! Just protect me from her rage.

Master, please!

For Christ's sake!

Please, master, save me!

Is this true? Tell me! Is this true?

Get out of here!

I'll get to you later! I said get out!

Did you think I wouldn't find out?

Did you think you could get away with it?

Tell me.

Or did you forget where you went on our wedding night?

Where are you hiding the letters?

Tell me, you shameless liar!

Come on, tell me!

Tell me!

Come on!

What? Really?

You won't even deny it?

No.

You... You...

- I'll... - Do it.

You won't dare.

Get out!

I'll flog you!

Until you cry! Come on!

Beg me for forgiveness!

You want my remorse, eunuch?

You won't get it.

I didn't ask God for it and won't ask you.

Then I'll make you rot in the convent!

You'll rot in the convent!

I'll take my name away from you!

And from your son!

Who? Who? Who?

Sergey.

Take this!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

Where are the letters?

Where are the letters?

Where are the letters?

Where?

Where are the letters?

Here... Here they are.

Sergey...

And you hid them at home?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Dad...

Sergey!

Come here!

Quiet, quiet...

Sit down, master.

Give me your foot.

Master, do you hear me?

Master!

Oh God!

Master!

My dear master!

Oh my God!

Master... Master...

Help! Cover him!