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Dubrovsky

Bravo! It was a beautiful show, Lieutenant Dubrovsky.

Thank you, Imperial Majesty.

Like father, like son.

I have happy memories of your father.

It was a long time ago the last time I saw him.

It's because my father retired in Kristenevka.

Yes, I remember now.

You, the Dubrovsky, come from Samara.

A beautiful land with magnificent horses.

Say hello on my behalf next time you write to him.

Certainly, Imperial Majesty.

Lieutenant!

- Hello, Nicolai! - Hello!

A letter from Petersburg.

Yes, from Petersburg.

Come on, let me see this!

It's Vladia!

Maria Jegorovna! Give me my glasses!

Ah, my Vladia!

He has won the officers' horse show.

And the Great-Duke told him : "Like father, like son".

They still remember me in Petersburg.

Good, good.

Listen, Maria Jerogovna...

Don't you think that Vladia has earned a reward?

- A reward? - Some money.

- Some money? - Just a hundred of roubles.

And where will we get them?

He has been promoted. He'll need the money.

- He has been promoted Captain. - Captain!

I can see from here his eyes shining with emotion.

Maria Jerogovna, today is a great day.

If only his mother could see him. The poor woman.

- So, Colonel! - So what?

- Have you forgotten? - What have I forgotten?

"Baron Kirila Petrovich Pobrescov...

has the honour to invite you...

to the hunt that will take place on his lands of Prokoskoie...

on saturday 18th october. - I won't go.

Kirila Petrovitch is not an honest man.

Yes, but he's a powerful man.

Why would I go hunting with him?

You used to do it.

I didn't know him well then.

Andrei Gravilovich, listen to me.

Don't become his enemy.

No, I won't go.

It won't cost you too much to go there just once.

You could show him the letter of our Vladia.

Maria Jerogovna, you have a splendid idea.

He will be mad with jealousy learning the success of my son.

My uniform!

Colonel Count Andrei Gravilovich Dubrovsky.

There you are, at last!

Long time no see, Count.

- Kirila Petrovich. - Yes, my friend?

Thanks for your invitation.

We used to see each other much more often.

You all know Colonel Dubrovsky.

How are you, Colonel?

He was my superior in the army.

You wouldn't say, huh? But I was only Lieutenant then.

So, everybody's here now.

Cousin Probescov, is everything's ready?

We must hurry a little.

You still ride?

I'm not paralyzed yet, Kirila Petrovich.

We'll spend the night in the forest.

It's not very far. We'll leave at dawn.

You know my daughter, don't you?

He's so cute! Can I keep him, dad?

No, he still needs his mother.

Masha, you remember Colonel Dubrovsky?

Of course. You have a son named Vladia.

- Indeed. - He has come with you?

Oh no, he can't live with us in the country anymore.

He's in duty in Petersburg.

He has been promoted Captain of His Majesty's Imperial Guard.

He has won the horse show and has been invited to the court.

Great-Duke Stephan has high respect for him.

Really?

I've lived four years in Petersburg but I never met him.

She was completing her studies with the french nuns.

Officers don't spend much time with nuns, even french ones.

Excuse me. Goodbye.

Take care of the ladies. We're leaving soon.

She has the same eyes than her poor mother.

- You noticed that? - Yes. She was a remarkable woman.

- You have to kill Nikki! - Why?

Because he's mean with me.

What did you do to him this time?

He doesn't leave you alone because you annoy him all the time.

- You love him more than you love me. - At least, he doesn't do stupid things.

Come on, go.

Your son?

- Alexei, yes. - Like father, like son.

Of course. But I want him to receive a good education.

A teacher will come from Paris soon. To give him this education.

Why do you hold this bear prisoner?

Because it entertains me.

You should have seen the face of the judge the other day.

He came face to face with him.

What a dance they had!

Follow me, I'll show you something interesting.

You're an old hunter, aren't you?

What do you think? They're the best dogs in Samara.

And look at the doghouse. Top modern.

Cool in the summer and hot in the winter.

Each dog is worth hundreds of roubles.

I treat them like princes.

I see. They're well fed.

Good meat and fresh eggs.

What do you think?

- You don't like my doghouse? - Of course, it's wonderful.

Your peasants must be jealous of these dogs.

Thanks to our Master, we live very well.

But there are Lords who envy us...

and who would like to change their house against this doghouse so they can stuff themselves all day long.

Well said!

Kirila Petrovich!

I won't let this go unnoticed. Your servant dared mock me.

And you too!

Don't be ridiculous!

Come back!

What an old fool!

- What happened? - Nothing. The Colonel has become crazy.

Sergei! Run after him and tell him to come back.

Or better yet, tell him to go directly to the meeting point.

Well, let's have a last drink before we leave.

See you tomorrow.

At a gallop!

Let's sit down and eat. All is ready?

- Yes, Sir. - Very well.

Go ahead. I'll be with you in a minute.

- Good hunt, your excellency? - A disaster.

Porfirio, show him!

It's Dubrovsky's fault. This idiot has jinxed us.

Why didn't he come?

Did you tell him to meet us at the hunt house?

I went to his home but he refused to see me.

One of his servants came here. He brought this letter for you.

Read it.

"Illustrious Lord,

I won't come to your house again if you refuse to apologize.

It's me only who will decide if I shall accept your apologies.

I can't bear the insolence of your servants anymore,

let alone yours.

I'm not a clown but an old gentleman."

- "Andrei Dubrovsky". - What?

He must have lost his brain.

I should send one of my servants to him?

And it's only up to him to decide if he accepts my apologies or not?

Who does he think he is?

It's me who should be upset.

What arrogance!

How dares he?

Sergei, how much land does he still possess...

- beyond the Volga? - None.

In the Samara district?

Orchards that are subject to mortgages.

He only has his house in Kristenevka left.

The old man has just had some restoration work done there.

He'll come here begging me for a guard's job.

I'll teach him the consequences of insulting Kirila Petrovich Voprenskov.

I'll give him a lesson.

Igor, you know where the judge Armitov resides?

- Yes, your excellency. - Go and ask him to come see me.

Oh, Pafnutich! Just when I was thinking of you.

I have the honor and the pleasure to annouce to your Excellency...

that my work is done.

Ah, my family tree!

You're a great artist!

Always at your service.

That's the point. Listen to me.

I need your talent once again.

I need old maps. Very old, you understand?

I want a good job.

Like the one you did falsifying these documents

for this idiot of Mikailovich.

Only this time, it's about Kristenevka.

The Court has reviewed the documents that were presented.

They're fake, I swear before God!

I understand your grief, Andrei Gravilovich Dubrovsky.

But there are proofs.

It's your father's fault, not yours.

Your father has probably received wrong advice.

But we must enforce the law.

The Court has questioned several reliable witnesses.

And you have recognized your father's handwriting.

You read his letters.

They're fake! My father never wrote these letters!

Good.

Calligrapher Pafnutich.

Could you give us your opinion?

Excellency, I confirm that these letters are uncounterfeit.

- I'm certain. - Liar!

May the holy martyrs of Russia punish you!

It's useless to argue with an old madman. Verdict has been returned.

The case is closed.

I've never seen such a thing!

I protest! I protest in the name of justice!

Enough! Verdict has been returned.

I'm here to declare...

that Kristenevka and all his subjects...

become the property of Kirila Petrovich, Baron of Prokoskoie.

Master! Call a doctor!

Stop a moment!

Nicolai, why taking this way? The road to the house has changed?

Yes, Master. Many things have changed.

Everything now belongs to Kirila Petrovich.

- What do you mean? - This land is richer but more sad.

This land becomes richer as we become poorer.

We only have our eyes left to cry.

I shouldn't say it but everyone will tell you the same.

We live in fear, Master, our lives can change...

from one moment to the other.

Vladia!

- Vladia is coming! - What?

It's true, Maria.

Praise be to God! He's back!

He's back!

I have very good news.

- What's going on? - Vladia has returned.

My son!

- Praise be to God! - Slowly!

- I want to kiss him! - Of course.

Look at me.

- How do I look? - Fine, very fine.

Come now.

- You take care of the meal, huh? - Of course.

Hello, Ivan.

He made me suffer all kind of indignities...

but he'll never come into this house again.

He'll never come here!

You see how he needs you?

It's all your fault!

It's you who called him!

I didn't want to mix you into this.

I'll take care of everything, dad. All will be fine. Don't worry.

Of course.

Kirila, come and challenge us, if you're brave enough!

My dear Vladia is back home.

No more abuse.

Hello, dad.

- Hello, Masha. - You slept well, dad?

No, that's two nights that I don't sleep.

I have something for you, illustrious damsel.

Oh, you didn't forget! Thanks.

And there's also this.

- A letter from Paris? - Don't know.

I can't understand Latin alphabet.

Give it to me. I'm going to read it.

Yes, alright. Read it.

It comes from the Language School.

Go on, I'm listening.

They send a teacher for Alexei.

Good. Someone must take care of his education.

When does this teacher arrive?

As soon as possible. But it's a long trip.

I hope he'll be here very soon. Alexei certainly needs him.

Would you do me a little favor?

Even if it means a lot for you? Answer me.

I don't know. It depends.

You'll do it, yes or no?

- I'll probably do it. - Thanks, dad. I was sure you'd say yes.

Come on, tell me what you want?

Make peace with the old Dubrovsky.

It's out of the question! It's absurd to ask this from me.

Why not? He's still a Count and an old gentleman.

An old gentleman? He's arrogant and presumptuous.

- You don't know him. - Maybe.

But I think you're wrong nonetheless.

What? I don't tolerate to be insulted.

Anyway, the case was settled in court. So the matter is closed.

But, dad, if you wanted...

It's him who must come and apologize to me.

Give him the oportunity. Make the first move.

Please, dad. You promised.

Ivan Ivanovich, how much do we pay for the hay?

- Four roubles. - Four roubles?

There is no way to pay less?

- No, Master. - Why not?

In the area there's only one seller.

One of Petrovich's men. It's him who decides, not us.

Stiva, go see Tagarov. I want to talk to him tonight.

No, Vladiuska. It's useless. He'll never come.

So, I'll go to his house.

When did my father appeal to court?

Ten days ago.

- It's written on the copy. - I can't find it.

I'll search in the other room. Ivan, come to help me.

- What a mess! - He's here! Vladia!

Yes, dad. What's going on?

Look! It's him! Kirila Petrovich! He's coming!

Calm down. Please.

He won't come in the house. Vladia, bring my rifle!

- No, please dad! - My rifle!

Kirila Petrovich is here.

I'm going to kill him!

I'm...

Maria Jerogovna! Stiva!

Hurry up, help me!

Get him some water.

Quick!

What shall I say to Kirila?

That he must leave the premises immediately before I get out and kill him.

Drink, father.

Kirila Petrovich!

My Master refuses to see you.

It's the Baron Petrovich.

The Colonel is feeling bad.

His son Vladia ordered me to forbide you to come in.

Kirila Petrovich, if you enter in this house,

my Master will throw you out like a dog.

The Colonel is dead.

What do you say, Maria Jegorovna?

Let's pray for our Master, Andrei Gravilovich.

Let's pray for his soul.

Come on, let's go.

Come! Hurry up! The police.

They came to requisition the house.

I repeat again

that according to the court decision,

from today, you belong to Kirila Petrovich.

Rather die than be subjected to Kirila Petrovich!

No, you can't come in the house of my Master!

You're under arrest!

The trial was rigged! I was there!

Where's Captain Dubrovsky?

- I want some explanations. - It's simple. Law is applied.

- This house now belongs to Petrovich. - I didn't know. I should have been told.

I don't even know who you are and don't want to know. Go away.

One moment!

It's illegal! I won't let you...

What are you doing? Drop that gun!

I'll take care of everything. I'll go to the courthouse and justice will be done.

Go back to your home. You worsen the situation.

- Look at these animals! - Let's wait a little until they calm down.

Are you afraid? Get out of the house!

I'm going to kill them!

He's right!

Yes! Come on, Gregory!

Curse them!

Lock them!

The cat!

- Save the cat! - Save him, Ivan!

Bravo!

It's a very funny story! Very funny!

It's the best of the evening!

Hey, Mr Judge! Your glass is empty!

Fill it.

In this house, glasses are always full.

I suggest we drink a toast to the new Master of Kristenevka.

To the new Master of Kristenevka!

Since you've been of an invaluable assistance in this story,

the least I can do is to offer you ten gold coins.

Take them. No, with your mouth.

Excellency, something terrible has happened.

- What? - Kristenevka is in flames.

What?

To the horses!

Peasants are probably rebeling. We must call the police.

You, search the village.

What are you doing here? You're hiding? Get out of here!

You have burn everything, hoodlums!

Who is he?

The village is abandoned.

He's the only one left. He was hiding.

No, Master! Don't kill me!

You worked for them, didn't you?

Yes, they wanted to kill me because I opposed them.

I didn't want them to burn everything.

Speak! What happened?

My young Master died in the fire.

Captain Vladia burned to death in the flames.

Vladia Andreievich is dead!

Vladia Dubrovsky is dead?

Yes, he burned in this house.

The father and the son are dead.

- Give him to the police. - No, take me with you!

- What's going on? - Well, it's the judge of Samara!

- I remember you. - Leave me alone!

He has become very pale suddenly.

Illustrious president of the Civil court of Samara,

Excellency Dario Darievich Artimov,

please excuse us for the inconvenience.

Come and sit, please.

Stand back! Make way!

Go ahead!

- But where am I? - Sit down.

- Who are you? - Sit down!

- I don't know you? - Really, you don't know me?

And these people, don't you know them?

They have often been summoned to court,

charged or forced to testify.

But you didn't see them. They were transparent in your eyes.

They didn't exist.

You had eyes only for your Master, Baron Kirila Petrovich.

Dario Darievich Artimov, are you afraid now?

You've never been afraid, not even of God.

Although you knew it you still took everything she had

from the widower Nicolaievna.

You didn't hesitate to reject Griniscev's call.

For you, all these people are the same.

Why are you going after me like this? I don't understand.

How many lands did you give to Kirila Petrovich...

with your mock trials?

I don't know what you mean.

Of course, you don't know where the false papers of the Kristenevka trial are hidden?

What false papers?

I looked at the Colonel's letters.

- They were authentic. - Is that so?

Where are these letters now? I'd like to look at them.

- Where are they? - In the Courthouse archives.

You lie. I want the truth!

- It's Petrovich who kept them. - I knew it.

Listen, I don't know you, but you must believe me...

I'm also a victim of Kirila. I'm forced to obey him.

He could destroy my career.

A career built on injustice.

I hope you've enjoyed our welcome.

We'll need your lawyer advice.

Come on!

His career is based on blackmail.

Money corrupts everyone.

Ivan, do we have enough guards?

Yes, but they're not armed.

We'll find some weapons to arm them. Listen me well.

Here's my plan.

First we must reach the river. At this spot...

Come on! Move!

Faster!

Come on!

It's wonderful, Captain!

Captain, I thought that boatmen were singing while working.

Why do they stay silent?

My boatmen don't sing. They only work. Faster!

Come on!

Move!

Hey, you!

Aren't you finished yet?

Just a second. It will soon be over.

Faster! Faster!

Hurry up!

Let them rest for a while.

Nonsense! Come on, lazybones!

Don't move!

You're free! Go away!

Merchants, huh?

And you?

Sir, I'm André De Forges from Paris.

I'm a teacher. May I?

A moment please.

Here's the proof, my contract letter.

Good. "Teacher of a boy".

Yes, at Propo-Proko... - Prokoskoie.

That's it, Prokoskoie. It's very kind of you, Sir.

Hey, Mr. Teacher, would you be kind enough to come with us?

But, my passport, sir?

Don't worry. I'll keep it for you.

Finally, here you are!

- I was starting to worry. - Dan't say nonsense.

And take care of these parcels

So many dresses! You have robbed every store in Samara!

When you'll see the dress that I bought! It's a dream.

Did you buy something for me?

- Yes, here. - Of course we did.

The french teacher has arrived. He's waiting for you in the library.

Very well. Let's have a look at this teacher at once.

Here.

It's only a toy, dad. I can't go hunting with this!

You'd rather have a real rifle, huh?

Hello. You must be...

I am André De Forges. The french teacher.

Here are my papers, sir.

No, no, it must be a misunderstanding.

- Why? - Masha!

My papers are in order. I have a passport...

No, that's not the point. Ask my daughter to come here.

- Are you Alexei? - Yes.

No, no, in french. Oui.

Oui.

Very nice boy!

- I said, very nice boy! - Masha, come here.

Let me introduce you to my daughter, Masha.

What did you write to the Language School in Paris? What did you ask them?

I asked them to send us a graduate teacher in good health...

who speaks our language.

My mother is Russian.

- And then? - Between 40 and 50 years old.

And look at the result.

I'm sorry, Mr De Forges.

But it's a loss of time. You're much too young.

It's a good thing to be young.

Youth is a defect to be corrected every day.

I want a teacher who looks like the one I had when I was a boy.

With a mustache and a potbelly.

Just be patient.

In 15 days, I'll have a mustache.

For the potbelly, this will depend on your cook.

You talk too much, young man.

I'm sorry, sir.

No, I absoltely can't keep you.

There are too many women around. Your stay here would be a threat to everyone.

I'll pay for your trip back and that's it.

I'm a little scared to have to make another trip so soon.

There's no other solution.

Sorry, dad, but the teacher must be tired. He needs to rest.

- Aren't you, sir? - Indeed.

The trip until here has been dangerous. Bandits stopped us.

Really? You saw some bandits?

How do they look?

They're ugly, like all bandits.

It's odd. When I told them I was heading to Pro-Proko...

- Prokoskoie. - Thank you, sir.

They gave me back my passport...

and let me continue my journey.

You mean that they let you go because you were coming here? - Yes, sir.

It's odd, indeed.

What does their leader look like?

Well, he's tall, redheaded, big lips, a squinting eye. A real brute.

Are you sure he was their leader?

Absolutely, sir.

Piotr!

Alright. You can stay here.

Prepare dinner for the teacher.

- And show him to his room. - Thank you, sir.

And serve him a bottle of good wine.

Good evening.

Stiva! Close the door.

Master!

Vladia Andreievich Dubrovsky!

What are you doing here, my Master?

You take a big risk!

I'm ready to take some risks.

But you! What a good actor!

If you had asked me, I would already have killed him!

But you...

No, I don't want to kill him. I just want justice be done.

Is there a justice, Master?

That's what we're about to see.

I learned that he keeps some false papers hidden in this house.

Kirila Petrovich alive will be much more useful to us.

We'll force him to go to court.

And we will make sure that nobody gets killed.

Good!

I'm going to check if they need me. And I'm back.

Wait for me.

"Tu vas, il va, elle va..."

- "Nous, nous?" - "Nous vadons".

No, no!

- "Nous allons". - "Nous allons".

"Nous allons" not very well, sir. Once again, since the start.

"Je vais, tu vas, il va, elle..."

- I'm sorry. - Please do.

It's better. Come on, once again.

"Je vais, tu vas, il va, elle va, nous...nous? Nous allons!"

"Nous allons, enfants de la patrie, le jour de gloire est arrivé..."

It's the french national anthem?

True.

- You know "La Marseillaise"? - I used to sing it with my friends in school.

Secretly, of course.

- Liberty, dear liberty... - Liberty will triumph.

Do you think, Miss, that liberty will triumph in Russia someday?

Maybe.

Someday...Who knows?

Do you like our library?

At first sight, it seems wonderful. I hope I'll have the time to enjoy it.

573a And this is a family tree, isn't it? Very interesting.

It was painted by Pafnutich, right?

- You know him? - Only by name.

Is he so famous?

I don't know, but he signs his works.

He thinks he's a great artist.

I see, an artist... Where does he come from? Prokoskoie?

Exactly. You'll meet him soon.

He lives here. He's my father's archivist.

I see...

Can I ask what you're reading?

- It's a novel. - May I?

"Paul et Virginie". A great novel.

You read it?

Sure. The French love their love stories.

Can I have my book?

Yes...of course.

I came to take a book.

Your daughter speaks french very well, sir.

Exactly. That's why she doesn't need a teacher.

Write, Alexei.

I've read twice your first report, Mr Prefect.

You didn't show much interest in the disappearance of the judge.

And now you come to tell me that you're worried.

The truth is that you begin to be afraid of the bandits too.

I'm not afraid, sir. I'm just cautious.

Yes, I know, I know!

Our police is always cautious.

It's only out of cautiousness that you stay away from bandits.

Excellency, I'm here to ask your collaboration.

What do you mean?

It would be better to cancel the celebrations in honor of Saint Alexei.

- It would be very dangerous to maintain them. - What nonsense is this?

The Saint Alexei celebration is a tradition in my house since many years.

The priests must bless my cattle and my peasants.

I pay them to do that.

Me, I'm not afraid.

But think about your guests. Roads are not safe.

They just have to say that they come to see me in Prokoskoie.

It's the only way. It has already worked.

- Do you like? - A lot.

Bravo! Splendid!

Excellency. A visitor for you.

Tell the priest that he can begin to bless the beasts.

Yes, Excellency.

What's going on?

- A very important guest. - Who?

Prince Nicolai Petrovich Werejeski.

An old friend who's been a Russian ambassador in Paris.

Let's go and welcome him.

At last!

I'm very happy to see you again, Prince.

I have the same pleasure, Kirila Petrovich.

And I thank you for your invitation. - You're welcome.

You remember my daughter. She's an adult now.

I saw you recently in your coach.

You wore a flower on your light blue hat.

What memory!

Not always. I remember a person only when she interests me.

Tell me, Sergei.

Kirila Petrovich, everything's ready.

Let's begin then.

You want to come with us? We're going to bless the beasts.

With great pleasure.

Come on!

Oh Lord, bless these beasts.

A beautiful cattle, huh?

Porfirio, you always lose.

I'm not lucky at cards.

Unlucky in game and love.

Go have a look.

It's nothing, be reassured. Carry on with your games.

It's nothing.

- What's going on? - Kiss the feet of your Master!

I'm sorry to disturb you, Excellency, but this man tried to run away.

And it's not the first time.

He tried to join the bandits.

He must be punished!

It's not true, it's not true!

I wanted to work to help my mother and my sisters.

They're hungry and...

A servant should never run away from his Master without his permission.

I know, Excellency. I just wanted to sow a little.

I would have worked only three days.

I would have returned. You're my Master.

May the Holy Virgin bless you!

You wanted to be free, huh?

Very well.

I'll be generous with you.

But you must earn your freedom.

Thank you, you're so good!

If you're brave enough, I'll give you your freedom.

Take him to the basement.

My friends, at last, something that will entertain us.

- Vassenka, call the others. - Yes, Master.

Come on, people!

Niki was bored all alone.

Sit down. Here.

It's going to be a good show.

- All is ready, Sergei? - Yes, Excellency.

Don't move.

Maurice, be careful, not more than twelve rounds.

Okay, twelve rounds.

Mercy, Master!

He's going to kill him!

No, the bear is hindered.

He can't make it to the end of the cage.

He wants to be free.

Let's see.

Bravo, Niki, it's wonderful!

Are you crazy, frenchie? What do you think?

A servant's life is worth only 10 roubles.

You life is not worth so little.

Show me this dagger.

It is russian!

Only officers can own them.

Where do you come from?

A keepsake from my brief captivity, sir.

I stole it to these people, these bandits.

And you walk around in my house wearing this dagger!

You're responsible for the death of the bear.

But I told him only twelve rounds!

- Then he'll be whipped twelve times! - Yes, Master.

It will serve him as a lesson.

What are you still doing here?

Come on! Go away!

Go away!

You're hurt?

No, it's nothing.

Luckily I intervened in time.

It's a shame!

Excuse us. It's awful. I thought I would die.

Enough! You must take us for savages.

I finally begin to understand what kind of man is your father.

How much you hate him. I can read it in your eyes.

You should look around you.

I'm not the only one who hates him but you only see me.

Did you already go to the village?

Go there. You'll see how everyone hates him.

Don't you know?

But how could I change that?

Of course, it's not your fault.

We all have our share of responsibility.

Tell me : what can I do?

Nothing, you can't do anything.

I'm sorry, I have no right to say this.

Anyway, I'll leave this house very soon.

You cry?

Masha Kirilovna,

your tears are the only worthy memory of this day.

You must believe me.

I'll never forget them.

Good night.

- How skillful you are! - You exaggerate, Mr De Forges.

- It's only a sketch. - Let me give you a little advice.

- You should give him fiercer eyes. - Sorry?

You're probably right, Mr De Forges. You saw him up close.

I'll try.

Poor Niki. He wasn't lucky.

Yes, poor bear.

I never do animals usually. I only do this at his Excellency's request.

They're not my favorite subject.

- What are you favorite then? - Landscapes, portraits.

Yesterday I finished a beautiful Madonna.

- Really? Can I see it? - Unfortunately, no.

The room where my paintings are kept is locked.

Pafnutich, don't be so modest with me.

Where are your works?

In my studio. With the archives.

- Isn't it possible to have a look at them? - No, sorry, it's impossible.

Too bad.

Yes, too bad.

I hope that your Excellency gives you a good price at least.

He pays pretty well.

- Five, sometimes six roubles. - Five roubles? Really?

It's unbelievable. Pafnutich, you're worth more than that.

In Paris, you could sell this painting for 25 roubles.

- Maybe even 30! - 25 roubles?

I'm sorry to say so, but you're being exploited here.

It figures. You're too modest.

Open your eyes, Pafnutich!

- You mean that in Paris I could... - Certainly. Why not?

I can take care of you but I must see your paintings first.

Alright.

His Excellency have a talk with the chief of police.

The chief of police? Why?

It's the third time he comes here since judge Artimov has disappeared.

What? A judge has disappeared?

Volatilized!

Come. I'll show you my paintings.

Please.

Sorry, I must pass first.

What do you think about this one?

- Very interesting. - And this one?

Wonderful! You've been really inspired.

You managed to render her spiritual eyes.

I'm glad to hear this, very glad.

Look at this one, please.

Not bad. But the Madonna is your masterpiece. Keep this style.

Why all these files? What's their purpose?

It's nothing. Only his Excellency's papers.

Let's see...

I have one here that you're going to adore.

But I can't find it.

It was here yesterday though...

Here it is. Please, take a look.

Maybe I'm wrong but I think it's my best one.

Without any doubt, you have a great talent.

Pafnutich, I could help you. When can we meet again?

- When you wish. - Let's see...Tomorrow then?

- Are you invited to the ball? - No, but I'm allowed to come if I wish.

Perfect. This way we could talk quietly.

See you at the ball, then.

Yes, very well.

- The orchestra will be there, I guess. - Yes, sir.

Stiva, you must leave immediately.

Go tell Ivan Ivanovich and Boba...

that they must come here tonight with ten men and a chariot.

They must be careful because of the many guards for this special occasion.

Everyone will be drunk during the ball.

- We'll take all the documents with us. - Great!

- But why a chariot? - Because there are many documents to take.

Justice will be done for everyone, Stiva.

At midnight, you must be standing to the wall.

I'll give you a signal from the tower.

I count on you to...

- It's very well like this. - Where can I put these flowers?

Miss, can I help you?

Thank you, Mr De Forges. I didn't want to disturb you.

But we only have a few hours left to finish everything.

You can still improvise. Your ball will be a success anyway.

I really hope for you that everything will be fine.

Fingers crossed. You know, it's my first ball, sir.

- So, it's an important event. - Yes, I'm a little nervous.

I'm really delighted that you take part in my first bal.

I was afraid that you would leave.

Miss Masha, I'm really very sorry...

- but I won't take part in your ball. - Why?

That's life. I have obligations too.

But it's my ball...

I know,

but I must recall you that I'm only an employee like the others.

But...

And I don't want to break the rules of this house.

My father will agree. I'm certain he will.

I've not been invited.

Of course, I know why you don't want to come to the ball.

You're angry at my father.

I understand you. I see your point.

It must be difficult for a foreigner to understand us.

I can understand but I can't forgive.

You have your reasons. You're our enemy.

I thought a great deal about what you said in the garden.

But you must not give credit to gossip.

For instance, before your arrival my father had quareled...

with an old gentleman, one of our neighbors.

This poor man died of a heart failure.

And you know what people say? That it's my father...

That it's my father who really killed him.

But it's only a vile lie.

And yet, the word spread.

You think you have friends, but there are only enemies around you.

How many rumours start like this.

- You think it's a lie? - Of course it is!

I asked him myself to go and make peace.

You?

- Yes. - Why?

Why did you send him to make peace with this old gentleman?

I don't know.

I liked him.

Even if I was almost never seeing him.

And also because...

Why?

We have many memories in common.

Memories that I don't want to forget.

Continue, please.

Well, this old gentleman...

had a son who lives now very far from here.

He's a Captain of the Imperial Guard in Petersburg.

The last time he came here...

It's very old, but I remember very well.

The last time I saw him, he was riding a white horse.

I was just a kid then, not taller than that.

I was looking at him without him noticing.

I climbed on a tree.

Suddenly, the horse jumped...

I was afraid that Vladia falls from his horse or hurts himself.

But in the end, it's me who fell from the tree.

What a beautiful story!

And you hurt yourself?

Well, yes...

But I didn't cry.

I still have the scar under my chin.

Why do you tell me all this?

Why?

I don't know.

But there's something...

There's something in your eyes that remind me....

You'll probably think that I'm crazy, but...

you remind me of him.

Vladia Dubrovsky.

Can I see your scar?

You, Igor...

and Cristian. And we need a chariot too.

Alright, I'm taking care of that.

This is Kirila Petrovich's house.

And this is the gate that we must climb.

And our Vladia will wait for us in the tower.

- We must not make any noise. - The house will be under a close watch.

No. They're going to have a hell of a party.

And when they realise...

we will already be far away.

- A moment, please. - It's me!

Please, I'm not ready yet.

Come on Masha, we only have 30 minutes before the guests arrive.

I'm going to wear my new dress. I want it to be a surprise.

Close your eyes. I also have a surprise for you.

And now, look.

Dad, it's beautiful!

Look, Tatiana. Mum's tiara!

- Thank you, I dreamed of wearing it. - You will look like a princess.

You will open the ball with Prince Nicolai Petrovich Werejski.

- Werejski? - Everyone will envy you.

It will be a superb evening for us!

This ball tonight...

is supposed to formalize your engagement.

- My engagement? - Yes.

You'll become Princess Werejskaia.

And we'll live at the Imperial Court in Petersburg.

But I hardly know him.

But I know him very well. Isn't it the same for you?

I will not marry someone I don't love.

You read too many novels. Love doesn't exist.

What's important is power and glory, that's what I always aimed for.

And also what I always taught you.

I don't want you to end up following your little girl dreams.

My darling, what's wrong with you?

What's wrong, Masha Kirilovna?

Your mother was much younger when she married.

Everything will be fine. He's a good match.

Prince Verejski belongs to the true aristocracy.

- Porfirio, you're not dancing? - I'm waiting for Masha.

- The Prince keeps her for himself. - I understand him.

- Excellency. - Yes?

- I need a little piece of information. - About what?

It's about these bandits...

Why? Do you think there are bandits around us?

A moment, please.

You must reassure people, father.

- Mr Chief of police? - Yes?

- One of your officers is asking you. - I'm coming at once.

- Excuse me. - Please do.

When we arrived the bear had disappeared...

- Excellency? - What now?

The chief of police has received an urgent call.

- You're leaving? - Yes.

I've received a message and I must leave at once.

- I'll keep you updated. - A moment. What's the matter?

A patrol has captured a man in the hills.

They managed to make him talk.

He confessed he was part of this band of robbers.

The band that terrorizes our area for months.

We know at last who has captured and holds as hostage...

his Excellency the judge Artimov.

As hostage? What's this nonsense?

And it seems that the leader of the band...

is a deserter officer, a former Captain of the Imperial Guard.

Vladimir Andreievich Dubrovski.

Dubrovski's son has died in the fire of Kristinevka! The only death he deserved.

In any case, as a precaution,

I'll send guards to protect your house.

It's useless. You'd rather mind judge Artimov.

With your permission, I'll leave now.

I don't believe in ghosts.

In any case, Sergei, our men must be cautious.

I don't like this story.

I agree with you. We can't rely too much on the police.

But you don't have to worry. Our best men are armed.

- What time is it? - Almost midnight.

Everything is ready as you ordered in the pavilion of the servants.

- When will you come? - Later.

How many girls have you gathered?

- As many as usual, Excellency. - Very well.

I don't want to disappoint our prince.

They're already drunk with wine and music.

Give them vodka.

And tell to Vassenka that we're bored here.

She must ensure that our host enjoys his evening.

Yes, Excellency.

Have you already visited Paris?

No, I have never traveled.

What a pity!

Paris would be the perfect setting for a pearl like you.

You're splendid.

Thank you.

- Good evening! - At last, Mr De Forges!

- I was afraid to miss you. - Why? You know how I care for your paintings.

- I'll give you an advance. - Really?

Yes, tonight. We'll meet around midnight.

- Wait for me. I'm back in a moment. - Thank you, sir. Thank you.

- Excuse me. I'm tired. - Please do.

I looked for you everywhere.

I was watching you dancing.

You see? This ball is a great success.

Yes. As you predicted.

Do you want to dance with me?

Masha, it's not possible. I must leave.

Why? Why are you running away from me?

I'm not running away from anyone, especially not you.

I hope one day, as soon as possible,

you realize how fate has been cruel.

Cruel with us.

Now, you should go back to your friends.

I have no friends here, believe me.

If only I could tell you everything...

- Dance with me. - No, try to understand.

You can't refuse.

Only a few steps.

It's my first ball.

Here you are. You're alone?

- To the success of your Masha! - But where is she?

She was a bit tired. She went out.

Ah, the youth of today! You and I, on the other hand....

Talk for yourself. I must leave.

If you don't mind I'd like to go home.

You're not serious? I have other projects in mind for you.

This evening has been superb but it's late now.

Come on, follow me.

We're going to have fun the russian way.

Very interesting!

You leave our guests alone to go dancing with a servant!

I beg your pardon.

You should rather apologize to the Prince Verejsky.

- Excuse me, Prince. - You don't have to, Masha.

I admire your spirit. In contrast to your father, I think you're wonderful.

Go back to our guests. They want to dance with you.

No, father. I don't want to dance anymore tonight.

Young girls are like foals.

It must be nice to put the halter on them.

Escpecially around a pretty neck like this.

At last, now we speak the same language.

- Excuse me, sir. - No, you come with us.

- But really, I... - You come with us.

Tonight, teacher, you're going to learn a few things.

- Is this the tower? - Yes, we must wait here silently.

- What time is it? - Past midnight.

What's going on?

Let's wait.

- Lights are off now. - Let's have a look.

Come, Stiva.

You, stay there.

Wait here.

Let's go!

Here's my people!

Here's my Russia! My land!

Come here, Frenchman. Let's drink to Russia!

To Verejsky, great Prince of Russia.

Bravo, Frenchman! Bravo!

No, don't drink with him. He has killed my bear.

Vassenka, do you think my Niki is in heaven now?

Bears in heaven? Listen to that!

- Animals have no soul. - But if you have a soul,

and all my servants have a soul,

if even the Frenchman has a soul,

why my bear wouldn't have one?

Quick! Let's hide!

Come on! Hurry up!

- Pafnutich! - Ah, Mr De Forges!

It is long past midnight.

- I did my best. Excuse me. - I understand.

You're his Excellency's privileged guest.

That's right. Let's go to the archives now.

Can't we settle this here?

No, I want to see your paintings once again.

Oh, I see.

The way is clear. Don't make any noise!

I saw someone up there.

- It's the signal? - Let's wait a little more.

Here is your 50 roubles advance, my dear friend.

I assure you, Pafnutich,

that I've been looking for this excellence in painting for a long time.

Six, seven, eight...

What are you doing?

Look!

It's him!

Yes, it's Vladia. It's the signal.

Let's go. Be careful.

A real sausage!

Quick, Stiva. The bag!

Parisian food has certainly ruined your stomach, my friend.

Kirila, this night, one of us will roll under the table.

I bet it will be you!

I bet my finest horses against your best dogs.

I have a better idea.

My daughter Masha...

against your title, Prince.

Are you serious, Kirila?

Beware, I have witnesses.

Very well.

You'll even have the Frenchman as witness.

Where did he go? Sergei, where's the Frenchman?

He probably left.

He should have asked my permission.

- Go and get him! - Yes, sir.

Who's going there? Stop or I shoot!

Stiva, go away! Quick!

- And you, Master? - After you. Come on!

Come on! Quick!

The Frenchman!

You! Guard the tower!

Pafnutich, what happened?

My friend!

Excellency! The bandits! Come! Quick!

Masha, where are you going?

My God! What happened? Who shot?

I must hide myself, Masha.

No, not this way. Follow me.

The Frenchman...

Follow me, this way.

I know another exit to the garden.

Masha, go back to your room.

- Why? - I must leave alone.

- I don't understand. - How to say...I'm in danger.

I must flee at once. There's not a minute to lose.

Listen. I lied to you, Masha.

I'm not Mr De Forges.

I am...I am Vladia Dubrovsky.

- Where is Masha? - I saw her running away.

- Running away? - Yes. With Mr De Forges.

You can't come with me. It's too dangerous.

Take me with you.

I love you and I can't stay any longer in this house.

That's it.

Hey, you! Make sure that no one is coming out through this door.

I'll kill him!

Frenchman! If you care for yor life...

release my daughter!

Bandit!

You dared mock me!

You're going to pay!

Frenchman...

or whoever you are, get out of here!

Give me my daughter or I'll kill you!

Yes, kill me, Kirila Petrovich.

Kill me as you killed my father.

You thought I died in the fire of Kristinevka?

Dubrovsky?

I'll send you to hell, damn family!

Here you are, thief!

You won't get out of here alive.

No! Stop!

Courage!

Go on, Vladia. Save yourself!

I...

- I can't stand it! - Courage! You must resist.

We're almost there!

Quick, Nicolai!

- You'll never guess who's with him! - Petrovich's daughter!

Kirla Petrovich's daughter!

We'll keep her as hostage. Bravo, Vladia!

We're even now. We will finally be able to negotiate.

She's the perfect hostage.

She must suffer before dying!

I'm afraid.

Give her something to eat, please.

Maria Jegorovna, did you hear me?

I can only give her all our suffering.

And all our tears, Vladiuska.

We must abandon the camp. They'll be here from one moment to the other.

- Where are the papers? - All is there.

Load them in my chariot. You, have some horses ready.

You, call the sentinels. We must hurry.

We must leave immediately.

And Kirila's daughter? He has killed our children!

No, Boba. We won't bloody our hands killing some innocents.

- She's innocent. Believe me. - If you say so.

Stop! Nobody moves!

Wait for orders before shooting!

You there! What are you doing?

Don't forget that this chariot must be escorted by the others.

What about our prisoners?

Release all of them, except Artimov. He's a precious witness.

- We're surrounded! - What?

- Everyone at the fence! Hurry up! - Look there!

The white flag. It's a messenger. They want to negotiate.

I want to speak to your leader.

- It's me. I'm listening. - Are you Dubrovsky?

Yes.

We order you to surrender.

Go tell the people who sent you...

that we're not afraid to fight.

- Or to die! - True!

Tell him that we're not outlaws...

and if he accepts our conditions,

we're disposed to surrender.

- What? - No. Out of the question!

- Wait a moment and listen to me! - We'll never surrender.

We have all the papers and we must find a way to put a legitimate complaint

within a trial, in front of a fair court.

In front of Petersburg's supreme court.

This will put an end to Kirila Petrovich's evil deeds.

There's still a justice in Russia!

Death is all he deserves. Don't trust them, Vladia.

I'm going to write them our conditions.

Who cares about their conditions?

Me, Kirila Petrovich.

What are you waiting for to exterminate these rebels?

I have reached an agreement. They'll go to court.

What?

My daughter is in their hands...

and you talk about conditions?

I don't need your tribunal. I'll do justice myself!

If there's spilled blood, it will be your responsability!

Is that clear?

Don't forget our conditions. Don't shoot at them.

Let's go.

And now...the hunt begins.

Let's go!

Two of us, Dubrovsky!

Give me a rifle.

Who shot? What's going on?

Vladia is in danger! They attacked him!

Captain Dubrovsky, you must follow me.

Yes, Mr.

What will happen to us? What will they do with us?

Trust me.

I'll talk in your name, don't worry.

No, Vladia, you must not leave us.

I have to.

As for you...

Go back to the village.

Be sure that you'll get your land back. I promise you.

We will all start a new life. So long.

timings : shaunx translation : aloysius70