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CHANNEL ONE

FILMS DIRECTORATE

DAGO FILM STUDIO

PRESENT

SEBASTOPOL 1917

I believe in one God, the Father Almighty,

Maker of Heaven and Earth and of all things visible and invisible.

And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the Son of God, the only-begotten,

begotten of the Father before all ages.

Gentlemen

Gentlemen!

The Petrograd Council of the sailors and soldiers deputies has issued an order.

All officers must surrender their arms.

- I hope youll - Unbare your heads!

Get out!

All go to the deck!

Well talk there.

Dont move!

Unbare your head.

Listen, you

There is no more tsar.

And your golden epaulettes are like a red cloth for a bull!

Stop it! Get out of the temple.

Gentlemen, for Godsake Whats going on?

This is blasphemy!

- Midshipman, dont. - Yes, sir. Its Gods temple.

Kindly get out of here! Did you hear my order?

Cut it out!

Ill kill ye now.

- You talking to me, bastard? - Yes.

How dare you!

Back off!

Easy, easy. Midshipman, take it easy.

Surrender your weapon. Or you gonna shoot yourself?

Give it to me. Or well feed you to fish.

Midshipman.

Please.

Go and take a look.

Come on.

Tut-tut, gentlemen. In Gods temple

ADMIRAL

WRITTEN BY ZOYA KUDRYA CO-WRITTEN BY VLADIMIR VALUTSKY

DIRECTED BY ANDREI KRAVCHUK

PHOTOGRAPHY BY IGOR GRINYAKIN ALEXEI RODIONOV

ART DIRECTOR MARIA TURSKAYA ALEXANDER ZAGOSKIN

MUSIC BY RUSLAN MURATOV AND GLEB MATVEICHUK

COSTUMES BY MARIA MORDKOVICH EKATERINA GMYRYA

SOUND BY VLADIMIR LITROVNIK KIRILL BODROV

VISUAL EFFECTS BY SERGEI SAVENKOV MAXIM AKSYONOV, ARMAN YAKHIN

ADMIRAL KOLCHAK KONSTANTIN KHABENSKY

ANNA TIMIRYOVA ELIZAVETA BOYARSKAYA

SOFYA KOLCHAK ANNA KOVALCHUK

SERGEY TIMIRYOV VLADISLAV VETROV

MIKHAIL SMIRNOV EGOR BEROEV

GENERAL KAPPEL SERGEI BEZRUKOV

SENATOR ROOT ROBERT DAWSON

ADMIRAL GLENNON BRUCE GRANT

KONTOROVICH, THE AGITATOR ALEXANDER BARGMAN

ROZA KARLOVNA BARBARA BRYLSKA

GENERAL KORNILOV YURY ITSKOV

ALEXANDER KERENSKY VICTOR VERZHBITSKY

ROSTISLAV OGNIVTSEV ANATOLY PASHININ

VLADIMIR RYBALTOVSKY DMITRY SCHERBINA

MARIA BOCHKARYOVA NATALYA PARASHKINA

LEADING PRODUCERS DMITRY YURKOV, NIKOLAI POPOV

PRODUCERS ANATOLY MAKSIMOV, DJANIK FAIZIEV

EPISODE FOUR DARKNESS

SEVASTOPOL 1917

A self-taught boy

His parents cant pay for his education.

- As Chair of the charity board, you - Ill raise this question tomorrow.

Very well.

As also the question about a free music school.

Let them.

Theyre from the charity home of veteran sailors.

And we couldnt open it for 7 years. What would we have done without you.

We dont know our own people.

Just simple sailors, but look at them how they listen to music.

Well support with fire the approach of the landing troops here and here.

With Gods help, well begin the Bosphorus operation in a week.

- I hope so. - Come in.

- May I? - Yes.

Sir

Another regiment in the Western front refused to advance.

Everything goes downhill - What else?

I dont know how to give another message.

Just give it and leave.

- Permission to leave? Dismissed.

Yes, sir.

What?

A revolt on ‘Zharky. The officers were disarmed.

Midshipman Frolov shot himself. Rear Admiral Pogulyaev arrested.

‘A pretty beginning, said an Indian fakir when they began to skin him.

Command were going back home.

Yes, sir.

SEVASTOPOL

- You cant come in. - Off the way!

Its the Commanders cabin. Get out!

Whats the matter?

The Petrograd Council demands the troops

and the Fleets surrender to the soldiers committee.

To us, that is.

All officers must to surrender arms

in order to prevent the counter-revolutionary conspiracy.

Surrender your weapon, Admiral.

Get out.

- Sir, submit to the order. - Get out.

Okay, guys, well sort it out on the deck.

- Let everyone line up on the deck. - Yes, sir.

- File in! - Stop it!

- Arrange the crew. - Crew, file in!

Dont listen to him! Or have you pissed into your pants?

There was a command to file in!

Attention!

Officers

Pick up your weapon.

Admiral, sir.

The crew arranged at your command.

At ease.

At ease.

To prevent bloodshed,

I order the officers to surrender arms.

Admiral, sir, now your weapon

Sir

You werent the one who gave it to me, you wont be the one to take it away.

Hey, fellas!

PETROGRAD 1917

This is ridiculous!

His Honor was humiliated and took offence!

Its no reason to run away.

Serezha, please, I have a terrible headache.

- Sorry. - What happened?

You didnt know?

‘Admiral Kolchak dropped the colors of the Fleet Commander and fled.”

- Where to? - To Petrograd, of course.

To Kerensky. Have some tea.

Its cold already.

Well?

Excuse me. Ill lie down.

Of course.

- Have you seen the doctor? - Yes.

I turned into a nobody in that queue.

A usual thing nowadays.

I am not pregnant.

Well...

Not to worry.

Everything will be all right.

Well have two lovely daughters.

- No. - What?

I dont want more children.

You dont love me at all?

Serezha, I want to sleep terribly.

I see.

Anya, I asked you to be more careful with the books.

IRKUTSK, JANUARY 1920

- May I? - Come in.

Good afternoon.

Is it true that your sailors picked up that sword from the seabed?

Its just a legend.

10 days thereafter the Union of Officers presented me with another sword of honor.

Did you see your family again after you left to Petrograd?

No. Never again.

That was our last time.

Ive ironed the shirts.

Where is the cigarette case?

- Pack it separately. - Very well.

Roza Karlovna, calm him down.

Everythings ready.

- Will you have dinner? - Yes, please.

Ill heat it up.

Lie down.

Every person sheds a bucketful of tears throughout his life.

Cry, my child.

- But my Dad never cries. - Dad cries too.

Only he sheds invisible tears.

Everyone has his own bucketful of tears.

God made it so, and we cant change it.

- Thats all. - The car is ready.

Take it all downstairs.

You nearly left without it. Thank you, Roza Karlovna.

- Thank you. - Good night.

Have a nice trip.

Thank you.

Here.

When will you be back?

I dont know.

Kerensky wants to discuss something with me.

Khasan will stay here.

Its not safe in Petersburg.

Sailor and soldiers rebellious.

They killed Admiral Nepenin with bayonets.

- Ill see you to the station. - Sonya

Why are you so tragic about my trip to Petrograd?

Im going there not alone but with Smirnov.

Ill stay at home if you wish. Just dont be angry.

Rostislav is waiting for you.

He is asleep.

No he isnt.

- Why did you cry? - I feel pity.

- I see. Pity for whom? - For everyone.

Come here.

Will you come back?

Of course. Dont be so silly.

PETROGRAD

Atten-tion!

Button up.

What does General Kornilov want?

Ill know when I see him in an hour.

‘Kerensky – the savior of Russia

The worldly fame.

When will he receive you?

Only on Friday. He is busy.

Indeed

The troops swear allegiance to the Provisional Government.

The funeral of the revolutionary heroes.

And this is the wonderful finale of our film.

Such is the new repertoire of our revolutionary Fatherland.

Lavr Georgievich,

I dont regret I swore commitment to the Provisional Government.

Yes,

you were the first one who did it.

Newspapers extolled you.

Then the whole army followed suit.

Your word means a lot for Russia. Thats why Kerensky is afraid of you.

I honestly believed they will lead Russia to victory over Germany.

It was and it is my main ambition.

Only victory will save Russia from chaos.

Yes, of course.

Do you want some tea?

A good English tea with real sugar.

My cook is a clever woman – she swaps my old underpants for food.

Ive never thought my underpants will provide for me.

Enough.

Im not a politician. I detest politics.

Your reputation is so high in Russia that your every step is politics.

You suggest I lock myself on the ship?

It will be politics as well.

Soon the Provisional Government will prove its essence of being temporary.

And todays events will be looked at as a mild vaudeville.

Russia will choke on its own blood and will die.

And there will be no miracle of resurrection.

I am not so far-sighted to predict such an outcome.

I have enough forces to prevent the civil war.

Violence, only violence.

Russia doesnt need freedom. Its not for us.

- You mean tyranny? - Military tyranny.

Tyranny makes sense,

but it will inevitably lead to civil war.

My plans are to war with Germany and not with my people.

Your tea was wonderful indeed. Sir

Do me a favor.

Take my letter to Anna. You know the address.

As you wish.

“My dear Anna,

Uninterrupted peace is about dreams sometimes not so beautiful.

But during war one can see dreams filling you with pity they wont go on anymore.

Im in Petrograd now

and hope to see you near Mikhailovsky palace at three in the afternoon.”

I wont suffer any abuse, swearing or drinking in the womens battalion!

You are to embody the beauty of the revolution!

Sir, its a military battalion and not the institute for noble maidens.

Get up! Ill send you to the front.

- I would be only glad to. - Dismissed, Bochkaryova.

Vice Admiral

Salute, Your Honor!

Permission to leave?

Leave.

How do you do, Alexander.

- Glad to see you in Petrograd. - Sir

- Take a seat. - Thank you.

The Black Sea Fleet committed itself to our government.

I appreciate your contribution into the revolution.

Im offering you to work in the government.

Thank you for confidence,

but I will have to announce my conditions.

Im all ears.

Well lose this war if we dont restore discipline without delay.

For this we firstly need to abolish the power of the Soviets,

and, secondly, to return to the unity of

My dear sir

Im so tired to repeat the obvious to people

unable to look at the epoch without old prejudices.

Russia lives through an enthusiasm which only happens once in 100 years!

Mr. Kerensky,

let us stick to the point.

Very well. Take a seat.

Thank you.

The old army discipline is history.

A new discipline emerges, the discipline of revolutionary consciousness.

The old army would have crushed the revolution.

We have different opinions about the army.

Youve destroyed it by anarchy. Youve destroyed the Russian Fleet.

- Choose your words, Admiral. - There was enthusiasm.

And people believed you and me.

But today a bunch of agitators from the Baltic

means a lot more for my sailors than victory.

I wont accept your proposal without a license to install order.

We dont accept the old rules in the army.

I was the first to take an oath,

Ill be the first to leave the Fleet,

making it clear that the present situation is detrimental for Russia.

We choose war to the victorious end!

I accept your resignation.

Sir

I could arrest you for counter-revolutionary sentiments,

but I suggest you leave to America.

Banishment?

Americans need an expert in the Bosphorus and Dardanelles.

Im giving you a chance to war against Germany.

My dear,

my adorable Anna.

You are my happiness.

How shall I live without you now?

What?

Come on, their times are over

- Im leaving Russia. - But why? We just

Tell me: do you want me to be with you?

- You know the answer. - No I dont. Tell me -

yes or no?

You look so tired. I

I love you.

I will love you in eternity.

Im sorry.

Farewell,

Alexander.

I know that you exist.

May I offer you a brandy, or, perhaps, a cigar?

No, thank you.

May I know the subject of our meeting?

Absolutely.

But I would prefer until we have vice-admiral Glenin here

because I need him to help explain what we intend to

Forgive my being late, gentlemen.

How do you do, Senator?

Admiral Kolchak, its a pleasure to meet you, sir!

Nice to meet you.

Take a seat, please.

Sir, I will go strait to the point.

How would you look upon it

if we invite you to America for an extended period of time?

To begin with, I would like the goal of this trip.

The purpose of the trip, sir,

is the United State armys proposal to capture Constantinople.

Listen, Admiral.

Our intention is to fight Germany in this war to a victorious conclusion.

Surely, our aims go in sight.

First of all, my main condition –

my family must be evacuated from Sevastopol.

Senator?

Your family can take a British steamer to Paris.

And they can join you later in America if you wish.

So? What do you say, Admiral?

I accept it.

We will write to inform your family.

Thank you, but I better write them myself.

Captain Rybaltovsky, one of my officers, is traveling to Sevastopol tomorrow.

SEVASTOPOL

Stop!

Stop!

- An officer. - Bastard. Hes dead.

Must be some depeche.

“Dear Sonya and Rosti”

Nah, its some love business.

Lets go.

Sofya Fyodorovna, maybe its the last chance.

The British will evacuate us all. The ship departs tomorrow morning.

You will have a separate cabin for three persons.

- Sofya Fyodorovna - Roza Karlovna, you can leave.

- No, a thread goes after the needle. - Our friends have a house in Paris.

- Theyll accept us all. - I cant leave.

Alexander will come back, and well be gone?

The British must be acting on his request.

No. He would have sent a letter.

Why all this panic?

You know something about my husband?

We only know that Kerensky accepted his resignation.

Im sorry.

The more so. He will return soon.

He has no reason to stay in Petrograd.

IRKUTSK. JANUARY 1920

The committee is interested in your real attitude

towards the Provisional Government.

I know that Kerensky and others were not following their personal interests.

May I have a cigarette?

They wanted to save the situation, but they relied on a shaky ground.

What do you mean?

Kerensky fanatically believed in the power of the word.

But I believe in discipline which comes from upbringing,

the sense of duty and obligation before my country.

And you certainly love your country?

Yes, as all decent people.

Which, in your opinion, we are not.

How did you take the Bolsheviks?

Indifferently. I was in America.

The interview is over.

- Today is January the 27th? - Yes.

Thank you.

Read it and put down your signature.

SEVASTOPOL. NOVEMBER 1917

- Go. - Dont you touch me.

- Will it hold? - Oh, yeah.

My legs are killing me.

Ready?

Give us some time to pray.

Pray.

Dont expect a miracle.

- Hey, bring the rope. - One mo.

PETROGRAD

- The Constituent Assembly? - Yeah.

All officers are scum

- Anya! This way. - Coming.

Lady, produce your documents. Who are you?

Be quick.

You going home? Where exactly?

Who the hell are you?

Damn.

Show your documents. Be quick.

My mandate.

Anya

He has a mandate.

- You got scared? - Yes. Lets go home.

Let's go.

The new regime

My dear Anna.

Didnt I ask you not to leave the house?

They could kill you.

Thank God I was nearby.

And if not?

- Whats that writ of protection? - I dont know how its called.

A paper from their Navy.

You serve the Soviet power?

Why?

Well, I work there temporarily.

It doesnt mean anything.

I cant tell you everything,

but we have a chance to run away from this hell very soon.

Im not thinking about myself, but about my family, that is - you.

Very well,

I will agree with any decision of yours.

Im glad you took it correctly.

While you were away, I received the mail.

Three letters from America.

Thank you.

Dont be so glad. Your letters came back.

Im surprised there is mail circulation at all.

Im so tired today.

Anya, there is some bread on the table. Ill make tea.

SEVASTOPOL

Sofya Fyodorovna

Sofya Fyodorovna, wake up Rostislav and Roza Karlovna.

Lets wait till the morning.

No. The sailors will be here any minute.

They wont dare.

Tonight in the ravine they killed the family of Flag Captain Khromov.

Dont expect mercy from them.

Take only necessary things. Well have to walk on foot.