All language subtitles for Rasputin The Mad Monk (1966)

(Footsteps)

There's no point in me
staying here any longer.

Keep her warm.

If she recovers consciousness,
give her a little brandy.

And if she doesn't, doctor?

- Send for the priest.
- Oh, my God.

There is nothing more I can do.

- Oh, your fee, doctor.
- Yes, whatever you can afford.

Business has not been good, then?

With my wife being ill, doctor...

Good night.

Paul, if there's anything
we can do to help...

If anybody wants anything,
just ring the bell.

Father?

Landlord!

- There is sickness in the house.
- I can see that.

Nothing a couple of litres of wine
won't put right.

Landlord!

You don't understand.

It’s his wife, she is sick.

Our mother is sick.

- There is fever in her.
- We know that.

But I shall draw it out.

(Groans)

The fever has left her.
I have taken it into my own hand.

Feel.

It’s burning.

Throw it away.

Throw it away!

- Is she better?
- Well, she won't die anyway.

Open your eyes, woman.
You're cured.

Anna?

Paul... is that you?

- Mother!
- Anna!

Oh!

Anna!

- Oh, sir, how can I ever repay you?
- Bottle of wine, two bottles.

- But... no, no, no, that is not enough.
- All right, then, make it more.

Yes, yes.

Anything, anything!

Fetch more lamps.
Let's have some more light in here.

Light? Yes, yes, light.

Nicolai, get some more lamps.

Tell your daughter
to put on her prettiest dress.

- You're going to have a party.
- A party?

Your wife is cured.
What better reason for a celebration?

(Concertina playing)

Hey!

(Applause)

(Chatter)

Vassily!

Hey, you'll have to watch out
or you'll be losing her to our stranger!

Have you ever seen her
dance like that?

- Who is he?
- I don't know.

But he saved my Anna.

He saved her.

- Oh, no, I couldn't.
- More wine, my friend?

- Have some more wine.
- Thank you.

- Hello, Michael.
- Have you see him?

How could I miss him.

- Who is he, anyway?
- Nobody knows.

Every now and then he just appears,
gets drunk and goes.

But tonight he cured my mother

when the doctor could do nothing.

Then he insisted we have this party.

He's drunk three bottles of wine already.
That's the fourth he's started on now.

Na zdorovje.

No, no, keep drinking.

Keep drinking, keep drinking.
It’s good red wine.

Ah, she's a clever little girl!

(Laughter)

- Have you see him dance?
- Yes.

Tania's been dancing with him all night.

- I don't like it, Vassily.
- No more do I.

- What are you going to do?
- Show him a real dance.

Come on, strike up a tune.

(Cries out in pain)

(Groaning)

(Sighs)

He won't trouble us any more.

(Screams)

After him!

(Bell ringing)

That's him.

Have you anything to say
in your defence?

I was attacked.
I defended myself.

I am not referring to this.

That is a matter
for the civil authorities.

I mean your conduct
in relation to your cloth, your church.

Your licentious behaviour,
your drinking, your...

your going with women.

During my time here
you have tried to teach me

that confession of my sins
is good for the soul.

Well?

You have also removed all temptation
so there is no chance of any sin here.

I have merely tried to put that right.

When I go to confession
I don't offer God small sins,

petty squabbles, jealousies.

I offer him sins worth forgiving.

How dare you blaspheme?
You will be severely punished.

Father! Please, Father, be merciful.

He saved my Anna's life.
He fetched her back from the grave.

Merciful?
When he mutilated my son?

What is this you say?

From the grave, Father.
It was a miracle.

(Abbot) Is this another
of your blasphemies?

The woman was sick.
I healed her.

Healed her?
How? With potions?

With these.

Was your wife possessed
of the devil?

Did he exorcise her, pray over her?

No, I touched her with these.

It’s true, Father.

God would never bless someone
so steeped in sin with such a gift.

It must come from...

The devil?

Who knows?

I only know I have this power.

I have always had it.

I can feel it burning within me,
driving me on.

It is here inside me.

It is in my hands.

And I warn you,

I warn you all

that I, Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin,
intend to use it.

The power is mine
and I shall use it as I please.

(Rasputin) Fools! What do they know,
shut up in their cotton-wool cage?

That's not living.

What do we have senses for
if not to use them?

To feel, to taste,

to touch,

to stroke,

to crush.

You seem to know
a lot about life, my son.

Sometimes I think
I know everything, little father.

You are wasted here, then.

You ought to go
to Saint Petersburg to the court,

tell the Tsar what to do.

They could do with someone like you
there to tell them,

someone who knows everything.

Is it really like what they say?

Oh, yes, it's just like what they say.

It’s like... like a fairy story.

Buildings as big as...

And streets so wide that you could...

And palaces like...

And women... (Chuckles)

I spent all night there once.

Got drunk and lost all my money.

Never been back since.

Ah, yes, you want a lot of money
to live there, my son.

It’s not for the likes of you and me.

- I’ll get the money.
- You may but I’ll never go back there.

I’ve got a surprise for you, little father.

You're going back there right now!

Hey, hey!

(Chatter)

(Children laughing)

(Accordion playing)

(Laughter)

Do you fancy him?

What?

I said, do you fancy him?

Well...

He's big, isn't he?

What can I get for this?

(Landlord) This.

- Oh, look here's the doc. Hello, doc.
- Hello, doc.

Good evening, ladies.

Thought you'd be back soon enough.

Nice to see you. Hope you're on form.

- Grab yourself a bottle, then.
- Oh, you!

- Evening, everyone.
- Good evening, doc.

- Evening, landlord.
- Brandy.

Two bottles of white.

- Well, who's going to take him on?
- Not me.

Here's 50 kopeks says
the doctor will out-drink any one of you.

Isn't anyone going to take him on?

Oh, go away.

Look out, he's started already.

I accept your challenge.

All right, you're on.

But I warn you,
the doctor's no beginner.

Nor am I.

The cheek of him!
He hasn't got two kopeks to rub together.

Hello, dear.
Are you going to buy us a drink?

You've got more chance of an invitation
to go to the palace ball.

(Orchestra plays a waltz)

Peter, if you don't get me out of here
I shall scream.

- What's the trouble?
- For one thing,

I’m tired of having young army officers
treading all over my feet.

Here, take this.

This will take the bruising out of them.

Lovely.

The bar was very packed.
I had the devil of a job to...

Sonia!

You're not supposed
to drink it like that, you know.

- Oh, I was thirsty.
- You can use water on your thirst.

- That cost me two rubles.
- Two rubles?

You're the sweetest brother in the world.

Don't think
you can get round me like that.

- Ah, here's Ivan and Vanessa.
- Sonia!

- Hello, Sonia.
- You're just in time to come with us.

- You're not leaving?
- It’s such a bore here.

But Peter's going to take us
somewhere exciting, aren't you?

Where?

Well, I was thinking about the Tzigane.

- Oh!
- Well, what's it like?

It’s pretty rough.
We used to go when we were students.

Somebody always gets drunk
and starts fighting.

That sounds wonderful.

(Balalaika playing)

(Laughter)

(Shouts of encouragement)

Come on, shift!
You're not here to enjoy yourselves.

Champagne, of course?

- Yes.
- No.

Bring me some vodka.

The Café Tzigane vodka
is very strong, miss.

- Good.
- Very good, miss.

(Shouting)

Bravo! Bravo!

- Did you see that?
- See what?

That bearded fellow in the corner.

He was staring at Vanessa.

- Who does he think he is?
- Don't get excited, Peter.

Sit down and enjoy yourself.
That's what you've come for.

- Yes, I know, but...
- Oh, Peter, don't make such a fuss.

(Cheering)

(Shouting)

Come on, drink, drink!

- Come on, drink.
- Come on.

Hooray!

Dance! Come on, dance!

The winner must dance!

Dance! The winner must dance!

(Shouting)

Dance! Come on!

(Laughter)

- Dance!
- Dance!

(Music starts)

(Hiccups)

- It’s the vodka.
- Oh, my God!

(Music stops and laughter continues)

(Laughter)

(Sonia carries on laughing)

You will apologise for laughing at me.

Now, look here!

But I...

You will come to me
and say you are sorry.

The impertinence of the man!

"You will come to me
and say you are sorry!"

I’d like to teach him a lesson.

- If I hadn't tripped, I would have...
- Yes, yes, Peter.

Well, you weren't much help, either.
What were you doing?

I think we're all better off
being well away from that horrid place.

Don't you, Sonia?

Sonia?

Did you see his eyes?

- (Slurred) Don't want another drink.
- Pay the bill.

(Groans)

The bill, you fool.

(Murmurs unintelligibly)

Get up.

Get up!

Where does he live?

Across the alley
above the horsemeat butcher.

The sooner you get him out of here
the better.

(Doctor mumbles)

(Grunts)

- I’m sorry if I am disturbing you.
- So am I. What do you want?

Oh, I’m sorry, madam.

I was here last night.

Oh, yeah, I remember, miss.

If you've had something stolen,
I can't be held responsible.

No, it was nothing like that.

There was a man here,
a tall bearded man.

He danced.

I see.

I wish to see him.

- Do you know where he lives?
- Yes.

Then, please tell me.

Across the way
above the horsemeat butcher's shop.

Miss?

Be careful.

I’m perfectly capable
of taking care of myself, thank you.

Hm!

You'll be moving on again soon,
I suppose?

Have you got far to go?

You can't stay here, you know.

- I’ve got things to do.
- What things?

Private.

(Knock at door)

Open the door.

I don't know who it is.
It might be somebody I owe money to.

I know who it is. Open the door.

Come in.

Good morning, miss.

I have come to apologise.

For last night.

Apologise, then.

I am truly sorry.

Good.

Now, come round here.

Now, kneel.

- Now, look here!
- Get out!

- Get out? But I live here.
- Out!

Go and get some food.

She will cook for us.

I am not a peasant woman!

No.

No, you're not, are you?

What are you, then?

What are you?

I am lady-in-waiting to the Tsarina.

Are you, now?

Boris?

Go out and get
some wine and some food.

What is your name?

- Sonia.
- Sonia.

Little Sonia.

You're very beautiful, little Sonia.

You can't spend all day with the Tsarina.

What else do you do?

I help look after little Alexei.

The young Tsarevich?

Yes. The others are growing up,
but Alexei still has to be taken for walks.

- We take him most days.
- We?

Myself and another lady-in-waiting.

Vanessa.

She was with me last night.

You saw her.

Oh, yes, the pretty one.

What other places
do you take him to?

The forest, the lakes, the park.

Tomorrow we are going
to Vanessa's home in the country.

The river there is frozen.
Alexei likes to skate on it.

Isn't that rather dangerous
for so precious a charge?

I have to watch him very carefully.
He doesn't like that very much.

So you have to watch him
when there's any danger?

(Knock at door)

Come in, Boris.

Oh, don't worry about Boris.
He was a doctor once.

Sonia?

Stand over there.

Now, look into my eyes.

Your eyes?

My eyes.

Look deep into my eyes

and think only of me.

Shut out all other thoughts
from your mind.

Think only of me.

You will listen to what I tell you.

Listen

and obey.

Obey.

Tomorrow you are taking
the little Tsar to the frozen river.

While you are there

you will see to it
that he meets with an accident.

An accident, you understand?

Accident.

He will be hurt.

You will say that you know
of a certain holy man

who can cure him.

And you will send for me.

Yes.

Good.

It won't work.

- She won't obey.
- She'll do exactly what I told her to do.

- But what if he's killed?
- He won't die.

And you won't talk, Boris.

Wake up, Sonia.

- You can get dressed now and go.
- When shall I see you again?

As soon as you've done
what I’ve told you to do.

Told me?

- What do you mean?
- You'll see.

Now, get dressed.

Have you got any money, little Sonia?

Some.

Leave it, on the bed.

Boris.

A toast.

To me, Rasputin, and the little Tsar.

(Sonia) Alexei, where are you?

Come along.

Oh, come on, slow coach!

You know she promised to take us
skating today and we're late.

Be careful.

Vani! Vani!

We're here!

- Hello, Alexei.
- Have you got the skates?

I’m just getting them.

Alexei, careful, you'll slip!

Careful, careful, you'll slip!

He's all right.
He's unconscious but he's still breathing.

What happened?

He must have slipped.

Oh, my poor baby!

Alexei, my darling.

You're so hot, my darling.

If she would just let me
take him to the hospital

where I could keep him
under proper medical supervision,

where I have facilities
to make a proper examination.

We are in His hands now.

Madame?

I shall return in an hour.

You are not leaving?
You must not. You cannot leave.

But there is nothing more
I can do here at this time, madame.

If you would allow me
to take his Highness to the hospital...

No, this is his home.

He is the Tsarevich and he belongs here
in the palace with his mother.

But we could try this new ray apparatus
of Professor Röntgen.

No, no, no, no!

Then, there is nothing more I can do.

Madame.

(Bell tolling)

What can I do, my Lord Bishop?

What can I do?

We can only pray, your Majesty.

Pray.

Yes, we must all pray.

Oh, Lord, look down
on the miserable sinner

and have mercy.

Save her child

who will one day be Tsar of all Russia.

If it is Your will that he be spared,

save him,

not only for his mother's sake

but for the sake of all his loyal subjects
who love and respect him.

Save him, oh, Lord.

Have mercy.

Save the life...

of my little boy.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Madame?

I know of a holy man.

I feel perhaps you should send for him.

- Order some more.
- We haven't got any more money.

- There's more where that came from.
- I haven't a kopek left.

Oh!

Are you Grigori Rasputin?

I am Rasputin.

I have a message
from her imperial Majesty the Tsarina.

Yes?

Her Majesty wishes
that you should attend her at the palace.

May I know the reason?

It may have escaped
your attention here

but the Tsarevich is seriously ill.

I had heard that.

Apparently you have been recommended
to her Majesty

as a healer.

So her Majesty wishes me
to heal her son, is that it?

Yes.

Will you tell her Majesty
that I will be pleased to come?

But I must first go to the cathedral
to pray for the boy.

Then I will come straight to the palace.

Will you also tell her

that she need fear no more?

Her son will recover

as from this moment.

Well, his breathing's certainly easier.

Thank God.

You say this holy man is on his way?

As soon as he has completed
his devotions at the cathedral, madame.

It would seem that his prayers
are being answered.

I hardly think...

Well, he's certainly improving
and it's nothing that I’ve done.

- God moves in a mysterious way.
- Indeed.

When this man arrives,
will you please let me know?

I should like to meet him.

(Door opens)

Are you the holy man?

I am Rasputin.

My son.

Your son will recover by morning.

(Tsarina) May God bless you.

Wait.

You must be rewarded.

Minister?

I require no reward.

Mummy.

Alexei.

My baby.

(Pealing)

(Knock at door)

Come in, little Sonia.

Grigori.

What are they saying about me?

They say that a mysterious holy man
appeared at the palace

and saved the life of the Tsarevich.

They say he must
have been sent by God.

Good.

And that he must be found
and suitably rewarded.

Well done.

I don't understand.

Don't try, little Sonia.

(Door opens)

(Footsteps approaching)

Peter, what are you doing here?

You slut!

- Be careful.
- You're behaving like a common whore.

Rasputin?

A fine man.

Those eyes.

You know that he refused
any reward for what he did,

for that miracle he performed?

Yes, madame.

There can't be many good men
like that in Russia today.

Greed, ambition, corruption...

My court is full of it.

I’m sure I don't need to tell you.

You have eyes.
You know what goes on.

Do you know
where he could be reached again,

this Rasputin?

I think I could find him, madame.

Good.

Find him.
Tell him that he must accept a reward.

- I say so. It is an order.
- Very good, madame.

Ask him to name his price.

Anything.

- Will you do that?.
- Of course.

Good.

And now...

Madame?

Madame, are you all right?

I... I have not been feeling
at all well of late,

what with the shock of Alexei...

and that.

Not at all well.

Have you seen your doctor?

Doctors?
What good did they do Alexei?

I’ll get you some brandy, madame.

No, I was wondering...

about Rasputin,

if I could go and see him.

Tell her...

Tell her that I cannot possibly
see her here,

for obvious reasons.

Tell her that somewhere
will have to be found,

somewhere more suitable
for our meeting,

somewhere
where I can continue my healing.

Do you understand?

Not bad, eh, Boris?

Not bad for a peasant.

You're lucky it all worked.

Lucky?

This is only the beginning.

She has given me this.
What is it, really? It’s only a house.

And she has all Russia.

(Rasputin laughs)

She has so much to give. Come!

Ladies, may I have your attention?

I regret to say that the master will be
unable to see any more patients today

so will you please leave?

- This way.
- This is outrageous!

I have paid for my consultation.
I intend to have it.

And you shall have it, madame.

Stop eating like a pig
and take more exercise.

- Oh!
- Ladies...

Ladies, please. Thank you.

Thank you.

(Carriage approaching)

Please.

- Your imperial Majesty.
- Good morning, Grigori.

(Clock chimes)

- Can I offer you...?
- I require nothing, thank you.

Are you still happy here, Grigori?

Happiness is not
for one of my calling, your Majesty,

surrounded as we are
by sorrow and sickness.

But I am content.

I have my work. I ask for no more.

You are so good, Grigori.

And you are so pale, madame.

- How are you feeling?
- Terrible.

No, better.

Oh, I...

I don't know.

I only seem to feel well
when I am with you, Grigori.

- You are too kind, madame.
- No, it's true.

Sometimes I wished that it weren't.

But why?

Because I have come
to depend on you.

It’s not good to depend on others.

But your Majesty,
all Russia depends on you.

You give too much of yourself.

That is why you come here.

To relax.

Come.

Relax.

Now look into my eyes.

Yes.

Look deep into my eyes.

Think of nothing else.

Everything else is darkness.

There is no thought.

Nothing.

Only my eyes.

Now sleep.

Boris.

Boris!

I’m going to have you
made court physician.

But you can't.
I’ve been struck off the medical register.

Then I’ll have you struck on again.

Besides, I need someone at court.

Sonia is no further use to me.
She's becoming a bore.

But it's madness. The doctors' council
will never stand for it.

They will do whatever she tells them.

I don't like it.

But this could be the first step, Boris.

You might become
a minister of state, anything.

I could do it.

Yes, I know you could.

Your Dr Siglov is no good to you.

(Tsarina) No good.

- No, please don't.
- You will dismiss him

and appoint Dr Zargo
as your personal physician.

Do you understand?

I understand.

Congratulations, doctor.

(Laughs heartily)

How are you feeling?

Better.

Oh, so much better.

You're so wonderful to me, Grigori.

Am I to understand that you are
responsible for my dismissal today?

I know the Tsarina
came here this morning

and immediately on her return gave
instructions that I was to be dismissed.

I am putting two and two together.

Oh, well done.

You are right when you say
that the Tsarina was here today.

She had a headache
which you had been unable to cure.

- Imagination.
- Oh, I quite agree.

Nevertheless, I was able to cure that
imaginary headache and you were not.

And you advised her to dismiss me.

Before you go, doctor,
there's somebody I’d like you to meet.

Boris?

Stop meddling with your foul concoctions
and come out here.

Doctor, allow me to present
your successor, Dr Boris Zargo.

Zargo.

I know that name.

I’m very busy, Grigori.

Weren't you involved in some scandal?

You were struck off the medical register.

- Wait till the Tsarina hears this.
- She already knows.

I always thought she was stupid.

- Now I know she is mad.
- Dr Siglov.

You are speaking
about her imperial Majesty.

Take care or you may lose something
more precious than just your job.

And you take care too, Rasputin.
You are treading on too many people.

Before long

one of them may turn violent.

I tell you, Ivan, Rasputin is using
the Tsarina for his own filthy ends.

He'll twist her round his little finger.
You know how weak she is.

He'll twist her until he has her
under his absolute power.

Then he'll destroy her,
the court, all of us.

Unless we destroy him first.

You're not serious?

I’ve never been more serious in my life.

You mean murder him?

- Assassinate.
- What's the difference?

- There is a great deal of difference.
- Not to me.

I take it you refuse, then?

I most certainly do.

Coward.

If I didn't think you were out of your mind,
I’d make you regret that.

What is really wrong?
It’s Sonia, isn't it?

- She's been sleeping with him.
- Well, yes! Everybody knows that.

Peter, he makes no secret
of anything that he does.

What do you want?

I wanted to be with you.

Is that strange?

It’s boring.

What have I done, Grigori?

I’ll tell you what you've done.
You've served your purpose.

I never want to see you again.

(Sobs)

Oh, go away. You disgust me.

Oh, I disgust myself.

Oh, Grigori, what do you want of me?

What am I to do?

I’ll tell you what you can do, little Sonia.

Your pretty little friend Vanessa,

get her for me.

Devil!

I’ll kill you!

Devil, I’ll kill you!

I’ll kill you!

Devil!

(Rasputin laughs)

Go home. Go home!
Keep out of this.

(Rasputin laughs)

I’ll kill you!

Look out!

That's acid.

You want to kill me, little Sonia?

Kill me.

(Laughs)

- Look at me.
- No.

- Look at me.
- No!

No... No.

Now...

You will do exactly what I tell you to do.

You will leave here.

You want only to destroy yourself.

Grigori, no!

Do you understand?

You will go away

and destroy yourself.

(Door closes)

Where are you going, Boris?

Away from you.

Anywhere.

Oh?

So little Boris wants to run away?

- After I’ve done so much for him.
- Keep away from me, Rasputin.

I don't have to come after you,
you snivelling little drunkard!

I can destroy you any time I want.

You're mad. You realise that?

- You're insane.
- Me?

(Laughs)

Oh, no, little Boris.

You're the one that's mad if you think
you can do without me. You can't.

You'll come crawling back.

If you don't, I’ll crush you, Boris.

I’ll find you and I’ll crush you!

(Laughs)

(Sings)

Peter!

(Laughs)

Oh. Oh, dear.

- Feel better for it?
- No worse.

- What are we doing here?
- You insisted on coming here, Peter.

- Remember last time we were here?
- That's what you are out to forget.

We were sitting here,
and they were sitting over there.

- I’m going to punch him right...
- You are going to do no such thing!

Hey, you there.

- Where's your friend?
- Shut up, Peter!

Gentlemen, I wonder if I might ask you
to spare me a minute.

Spare you nothing, you drunken sot!

I admit that I have been drinking,

but only enough to see things
for what they really are

and what must be done about Rasputin.

- Rasputin!
- Sit down!

Believe me, I appreciate your feelings.

But what I have to say
is of the utmost importance.

Look, do we have
to put up with all this?

All right, gentlemen.
We're closing now.

I really must talk to you.
Isn't there anywhere we can go?

Please.

All right, my place.

He has the Tsarina
in his absolute power.

Under hypnosis he can make her do
whatever he wishes.

Do you understand what that means?

He must be destroyed
before he destroys us all.

- That's just what I told you.
- And it's not me I’m thinking of.

I died a long time ago.

When you say "destroyed",
you mean just that?

Kill him?

I mean that he must be killed, yes.

No, I can't be party to that.

I’m not asking you
to assist in the actual elimination.

I will do that.

All I am asking is that...

Well, you must forgive me
for saying this,

but he was very much attracted
to your beautiful sister.

- Vanessa? She loathed him.
- But he could never believe that.

All you have to do is to go and see him.

I will tell you what to say.

If you use your sister's name
to lure him to a rendezvous,

here, say,

he will come,

and I shall see to it
that he never leaves alive.

Do it, Ivan,

for Sonia's sake.

Ah, yes.

Poor little Sonia.

What do you mean,
poor little Sonia?

Well, she's...

Now, what is it?

What's he done?

Tonight he...

He told her to go away and kill herself.

Peter!

Sonia!

My God.

He told her to do it.

Rasputin!

Rasputin, come out, you devil!

(Rasputin laughs)

I know you're there.

Yes, I am here, Peter Vasilievich.

I am here.

What do you want with me, little Peter?

My sister is dead.

You killed her.

That was clever of me,
without even touching her.

You told her to destroy herself.

So she did as she was told?

What a good little girl.

Poor little Peter,

frightened of the dark.

(Door opens)

(Door closes)

(Door opens)

(Laughs)

- (Clatter)
- Careful, Peter.

There are acids in here.

(Screams)

(Yawns)

Good morning.

My name is Ivan Kesnikov.

We have met before,
though we were never introduced.

- Um, am I disturbing you?
- Yes.

Then I shan't take up
too much of your time.

- What do you want?
- Oh, this is charming, charming.

- Just as Vanessa described it.
- Vanessa?

My sister.
She's lady-in-waiting to the Tsarina.

But then, of course, you know that.

Shall we go in?

Oh, but how delightful.
This is really charming, charming.

- Why are you here?
- Hm?

Oh, to our mutual benefit, I hope.

There is nothing you can do for me.

No?

Shall I leave, then?

Say what you have to say.

I understand my sister very well.

She's constantly telling me,
if you'll forgive me,

just how much she dislikes you.

In fact, she talks of little else.

You might say that she...

...protests too much about you.

Go on.

Of course, there is something
you can do for me, I admit that.

Otherwise, I shouldn't be here,
should I?

What makes you think
I am interested in your sister?

She has noticed the way you look at her.

How charming!

I have been serving as a military attaché
and promotion is terribly slow.

There is a position becoming vacant
in the Paris embassy,

which I want.

I want it very much.

I understand that you have
some influence with the Tsarina.

I could help you, yes.

(Laughs)

Thank you.
My gratitude will be boundless.

One must keep up appearances,
the family honour and all that,

so she couldn't come here.

However, at our home
there is a charming apartment

just away from the house
and the servants.

It has proved ideal in the past
for... entertaining.

Suppose my carriage called for you
here tonight at ten?

(Door opens)

- I thought it was him.
- No, not yet.

We'll hear the carriage.

He's a pig.
He won't be able to resist these.

Don't touch that.
That's poisoned, too.

I suppose poison offends
your code of etiquette.

You'd rather I challenged him to a duel,
pistols at 20 paces.

I’m sorry.

Any news of your young friend?

No, no-one's seen him
since they discovered Sonia's body.

Are you sure
you want to go through with this?

Yes, I am sure.

I must.

(Carriage approaching)

Him?

Yes. You'd better hurry.

(Ivan) Good evening.

This way.

It saves us going through the house.

This way.

Not too opulent,
but rather charming.

- Well, where is she?
- Oh, come now.

You'd hardly expect
the lady to be here, would you?

I mean, from sheer vanity
she must keep you waiting...

oh, ten minutes.

Oh, yes, now, the wine.
You do like it sweet, I’m told.

I’ll try to hurry her up for you.

(Groans)

(Retches)

(Screams)

(Groaning)

Peter!

Don't... Don't...

Don't touch me.

In God's name, how?

Ras...pu...tin.

Rasputin did this?

We must...

He won't die!

He is the devil.

I’ve tried to kill him but he won't die.

Look out!

(Screams)

(Clock chimes)

He's dead.

Boris.

He's...