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SALTYCHIKHA

SALTYCHIKHA

Episode 13 Love Spell

Yes, madam.

What happened?

I had a nightmare.

I'll skip breakfast. I want to go for a walk.

Let go off me!

Madam! We caught an intruder.

Who are you?

My name is Tyutchev.

I'm the secretary of the Land Office.

And you must be Saltykova?

Well, you won't get away with it.

I'm a government official.

Is this how you treat all your guests?

Aren't you afraid of being labeled a tyrant?

I don't care about my reputation.

They sent you to measure the land?

Ermolay!

Give your jacket to the gentleman.

Take off your clothes. We'll get them mended.

Do you want to dress me as your guard?

Your watchdog?

Please forgive my people.

I'll punish them for being too diligent.

You don't have to.

Ermolay! Give him your horse too.

I guess your work will go faster that way.

I don't take bribes.

Then let's take a walk.

I want your opinion about my new lands.

Don't loom around.

Take a rest.

What are you looking at?

Take off your jacket.

I won't go in my underpants.

Take it off!

And take this to Avdotya.

I hope you're not mad at me.

Don't worry.

I won't file a complaint.

Why do you need all these guards?

I have many enemies.

I see.

We used to have an estate too.

500 people.

Before my father squandered our fortune.

That's why you're so bold.

So we're equals.

Only by origin.

So these are your lands now?

I'll start measuring tomorrow.

Where are you staying?

At the inn.

My tools are there too.

That's out of the question.

I'll give you the best room in my house.

Thank you.

But you don't have to bother.

Allow me to decline your invitation.

Gentlemen, you have visitors from Saint Petersburg.

Send the servant away.

We'll be talking about a state secret.

Where's your nephew?

He went to Moscow and didn't come back.

Sergey?

You didn't know?

Where's he now?

I swear we know nothing about it.

If he was in Moscow, he didn't come to us.

He's not in his house either.

If he escaped abroad...

The worse for him.

And for you.

We'll be back.

And we hope he'll show up.

As soon as possible.

Sergey came to Moscow?

Madam!

Are you going to bed?

I'm going to throw away all these old rags.

Burn it.

Get rid of it.

Tell me, Avdotya.

Am I still pretty?

You're pretty, madam. Really pretty.

Then why didn't he accept my invitation?

Why didn't he accept my invitation?

He didn't accept my invitation.

I can't make a mistake.

God, I can't let him go.

Thank you, Lord.

You sent him to me.

For my suffering.

I know.

Lord.

He's a sign.

A sign.

Where's she?

Bring her to me.

Who?

The wise woman.

Okay, madam.

So, Nastya?

What will you teach me today?

Easy.

I have a way with mistress now.

I know so much about her.

She won't refuse me anything.

It's just a matter of time.

Easy.

I'll teach you to read.

But you won't get me alive.

I'll teach you something too, doll.

Obedience.

I'll write the word 'wife' in blood on your forehead.

Understand?

What does madam want?

Here.

It's his shirt.

Can you put a love spell on him?

Why does she need crosses?

That's witchcraft, I'm sure.

Madam, I feel this will turn out badly.

Why did you...

- How dare you? - Quiet!

Here, madam.

He'll be yours now.

Avdotya will pay you for your work.

I don't need anything, madam.

I'm ready to fulfill any wish of yours.

Get out of here, old witch.

We don't need anything else.

Who knows.

Maybe she needs me more than you.

Who's there?

Madam, there's a carriage at the gates.

The Saltykovs are here to see you.

I see you have increased your security. Why's that?

The stronger the enemy, the stronger the defenses.

Did he come here?

- He? - Sergey.

He came here, didn't he?

You're looking for your nephew?

He's is Saint Petersburg. Why would he come here? He thinks I'm dead.

Are you joking?

This doesn't look good.

Are you protecting the letter?

What letter? I don't understand.

The letter that you consider your protection.

The letter that you call a peace treaty.

The letter that can become the end of you.

The end?

But it's just the beginning.

And what about the peace treaty...

I changed my mind.

I'll break it.

I promised to keep the family fortune.

Well, I'll change my name soon.

Women are so fickle.

Are you joking?

She's looking for him.

Her people came to us already.

They'll get to you soon.

You better tell us where he is.

You're in trouble.

I'm sorry to hear that.

But, alas, I can't help you.

Please escort our guests.

My estate has expanded.

It's easy to get lost.

Maybe she's telling the truth.

He didn't come here.

- She seems too calm. - Calm?

She's out of her mind, didn't you notice?

He came here. He found out that the letter was missing and rushed over here.

But he didn't come back.

You mean...

I mean that he's dead.

Yes.

Your dress, master. Madam ordered to bring it to you.

Put it over there.

And she sent you pies for tea.

And where's my silver cross?

I don't know, master.

Let us take it, master.

Madam ordered to help you.

That's so thoughtful!

You even repaired my dress overnight.

It must be good to serve such a good mistress.

We can't complain, master.

Let me help you.

And what about the dress...

Mine looked good on you too.

Ermolay! How well you showed this beggar his place.

Look at him. He thinks he's a master.

We're not his watchdogs.

We'll see who she'll make out of him.

Are you just going to loom around?

It's madam's order.

Good morning, Dmitry Fyodorovich!

Good morning, Darya Nikolayevna!

Thank you for your concern.

Your people are following your orders diligently.

Even too diligently.

How's your work going?

I hope to finish it today.

So soon?

Would you mind if I accompany you?

It's your land.

You don't need my permission.

Your new acquisition isn't really profitable.

It's all covered in swamps.

Money can't buy happiness, Dmitry Fyodorovich.

It brings nothing but trouble.

Believe me, I know.

And I know what the lack of money brings.

You can improve your situation by marrying well.

I'm afraid that no respectable family will give their daughter to a penniless nobleman.

And I won't marry a merchant's daughter who's after a noble title.

Why not?

A merchant's daughter could make a fine match for you.

I'm convinced that people should marry only for love.

I can't fall in love with an ugly woman.

Because I love harmony in everything.

She should be my friend.

My lover.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay. Please continue.

So...

Where can I find such a perfect woman when I earn 30 rubles a month?

Who knows.

Okay, enough about me.

- Do you like to read? - I used to.

When I lived in the convent.

And how did such a beautiful and wealthy woman end up there?

Although I'm rich, Dmitry Fyodorovich, I'm just an ordinary woman.

No, Darya Nikolayevna.

You're not an ordinary woman.

I had a dream today.

And you were in it.

How interesting. And what did you see?

I was drowning in the swamp.

And you stood there and watched.

What a weird dream.

It must be hard to manage such a large estate alone.

You have no idea.

I hope you have a good manager.

Darya Nikolayevna! Madam!

Ermolay!

What have you done to my people?

What?

How dare you talk like that to a noble woman?

A noble woman?

And you, young man, are participating in the malicious wrongdoings against me!

Shame on you!

This is my land!

Mine! Do you hear me?

It's mine!

- Who's that? - Prince Titsianov.

He has lost his mind. He should be grateful, and he's behaving like that.

God, I'm so tired of these wars.

On the bright side, you have added 2,000 square sazhens to your lands.

As well as 4 arshins and 16 vershoks.

That's a lucky addition.

Well...

My job is done.

I'll hand over the papers to your attorney.

I won't let you go.

You can't leave without dinner.

Our mistress is like a different person now.

She took off her black dress.

She looks kind and happy.

Have you heard, she ordered the bells for the church?

They say the archbishop will come to consecrate it.

And the cupolas will be gilded in gold.

It'll be so beautiful!

That's just rumors!

She's building it for herself.

We might see a wedding soon.

She welcomed Glasha kindly.

Another would've grabbed her by the hair and flogged her.

And she even gave her money.

Thank God!

We can breathe freely, and these two are happy.

Anything wrong?

It's weird. It seems like this isn't my dress.

It isn't. I ordered to make you a new dress.

It's exactly the same as your old one.

In one night?

- You didn't have to. - Please don't thank me.

Darya Nikolayevna, your people haven't, by any chance, found my cross necklace?

I must have dropped it somewhere.

I don't know anything about it.

Don't worry, we'll have a look.

Why aren't you eating?

The pie is delicious.

You told me you have a son.

Doesn't he eat with you?

You know what I've been thinking?

Why would I wait for the next Trinity Sunday?

I can just go...

And ask for her blessing.

Our mistress is in love like a cat.

Then she'll move to Moscow with her new husband.

And we'll stay here.

Together.

Madam is calling young master for dinner.

Me?

You're coming with me.

Here's Sergey.

Come say hello to our guest.

Dmitry Fyodorovich.

Come here.

Please excuse him. He's shy.

Sit down.

Both of you.

- Nastya, a relative. - Dmitry Fyodorovich. Nice to meet you.

Bring two more plates.

What, Sergey, do you already study science?

Nastya is teaching me. She knows everything.

Sergey!

Darya Nikolayevna, I see your have a harpsichord and music sheets.

Do you play?

No, I don't.

It's Nastya's. She's a master.

Nastya, really, play something for our guest.

No, thank you. I'm just asking.

Sergey, are you scared?

Okay, enough.

I think we have tired out our guest.

Darya Nikolayevna, I've got to go.

I don't want to overstay my welcome.

No.

Please.

Stay the night.

I insist.

Only if everyone's comfortable with it.

I'd be happy.

That's great.

That's great.

Nastya, look what Dmitry Fyodorovich made for me.

- Isn't it beautiful? - Very.

Come here.

Look.

Sergey, look!

Dmitry Fyodorovich!

Would you care to join me for a drink?

No, thank you.

I'll go to bed if you don't mind.

Of course.

You'll be escorted.

- Darya Nikolayevna! - Yes.

I'm really happy I stayed.

Your Highness, Saltykov didn't come to Moscow.

His trail goes cold at the last inn he stayed in.

He just disappeared.

What did you find out about Saltykova?

She's the only daughter of late Ivanov.

She inherited the fortunes of two wealthiest Moscow families.

Darya Nikolayevna is a friend of the governor and all Moscow nobility.

She has the reputation of a saint and recluse.

A saint.

Okay.

Hurry up! Quiet!

- What's going on? - I'm sorry we woke you up, madam.

- It's your guest. - What happened?

He stood up and dropped dead.

He has a fever. He's burning up.

Get out.

I'm sorry I caused you inconvenience.

Lie still.

How did you?

You're not like him.

You're better.

What did you do to him, witch?

He's dying. Did you cast a bad spell on him?

No, madam. I know what I'm doing.

I swear it's not a mistake.

He's in love. I'm sure he is.

It's a love fever.

If he dies, I'll kill you with my own hands.

Do what you want but save him.

How long are you going to torture them?

Get them out of here.

Then take the chickens.

What's this?

What's going on? You're not supposed to leave the house.

Master asked me to bring him an apple.

Go to the kitchen and ask me next time.

I'll bring you everything.

Is the guest gone?

No.

He's been unconscious for three days.

Unconscious?

He's sick. Almost dying.

Why are you so worried?

Sergey asked about him.

Don't worry, mistress will take care of him.

She's attending to him herself.

She's busy. What do you want?

I won't report to you. Let me in.

She doesn't have time for you.

Go away.

You're a bitch!

You think you'll be in her favor for long?

You failed. I don't envy you.

Do you doubt my power?

You're a fraud. You talk in riddles because you have nothing else to say.

Why's that?

I'll tell you if you want.

Your mistress is someone else's bride.

Whose bride?

She doesn't belong among you.

Among who?

Just admit it. Even the devil makes mistakes.

Don't mention him in vain.

Here, take it.

Nastya! What happened?

Nothing happened.

No, Nastya.

Something has clearly happened.

Our guest Dmitry Fyodorovich is sick.

He's unconscious.

Nastya!

Nastya!

It's okay. Don't cry.

He'll get better.

I promise you.

It'll be all right.

Do you love him?

You love him.

I know.

You'll write him a letter.

And I'll take it to him.

He'll get better.

Madam!

His fever's down.

You'll stay here until he recovers.

As mistress commands.

What was that?

Quiet.

Save your strength.

Thank God the fever's gone.

I had a beautiful dream.

An angel came down from heaven.

To wipe my forehead.

And bring me back to life.

You look pale.

You need to recover.

I won't let you go until you're well.

Make yourself at home.

The country air will do you good.

Thank you.

Please rest.

Thank God it worked.

It worked.

Get better, dear Dmitry Fyodorovich. I pray for you.