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You are so sure you’ll get away
with the murder.

Well... No.
You can’t get away with a murder.

It happens sometimes, though,

that some or all of the witnesses
forget what the murderer looked like.

Is your friend that influential?

Not him but his money.

His family has enough of it.

Besides, he loves me.
He loves me dearly. Like a brother.

It’s 1 p.m.

If he hurries up, by dinner time
we’ll have something to celebrate with.

Isn’t your patron’s name
Grigoriy Chervinsky?

It is. Do you know him, too?

Not too close.

-Grisha, are you here?
-Yes, Natalie.

What happened?

Grisha, are you upset with me?

What? Not at all.

I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to spite you.

It’s just that you said
I was the lady of the house now.

Of course! I wouldn’t think any different.
Of course.

But a transgression
like this one cannot go unpunished.

Kitty has been there for three days.

So? She’ll stay there one more week.

That will teach her.

A week without food?

Let Pavlina at least feed her.

All right, all right.
I don’t want you to think I’m a beast.

My friend, you need to learn
to be stricter with the peasants,

especially bondmaids, or we’ll have to bow
to them, not them to us.

I... I will be the best lady of the house.

I’ll learn to be strict and frugal.

I decided I’ll start my own ledger today.

I’ll write down everything,
every little thing.

Why? Why do it yourself, my friend?
There is Yakov.

No. Yakov is your father’s man.

We need to keep our own accounts.

Say...
the money we got as wedding presents.

With all that happened,
we forgot all about it.

Well...

Let’s see...

Darling, you aren’t going to use it
for housekeeping, are you?

Let’s set it aside for a honeymoon.

-One thousand five hundred...
-Darling...

One thousand five hundred and fifty.

Grig, we can’t go on a trip now.

We are in mourning.

No, let it be our first family money.

It’s not much, but it’s a beginning.

Just the beginning.

The beginning.

Mother,
will Nikolay Aleksandrovich come today?

I don’t know, dear. He is very busy now.

I hope her persuades Aleksey to apologize.

He is so stubborn.

Aliosha has to do it!

For us, for the family.

Nonsense.
Aliosha will never bow to the enemy.

-Vasia! Go to your room.
-I haven’t finished my tea.

Vasiliy, please.

What an attitude!

He’s just like his brother.

Vasia is right, though.

Aliosha will never betray his love.

If Katia turned him down, though...

My dear, you read too many French novels.
Go to your room.

Leave me.

Ivan, bring me paper and the writing set.

-Six hundred.
-Come on!

This pin costs at least 1,500.

One thousand,
and only if you’re prepared to sell.

If you just pawn it, it’s only 600.

Look at this.

One hundred. The gem is cloudy.
They aren’t in vogue.

-And if I sell it?
-Two hundred.

All right, take it.

Eight hundred.

Where is my bird Orysia going so fast
that I heard the wind whistling?

I came for my mistress’s laundry.

It will be raining.
I don’t want it to get wet.

You’re so nimble and agile. I like it.

Thank you for your kind words,
Yakov Yefimovich.

I’m not only kind in words. Come here.

Let go! Let go!

Orysia!

Orysia?

Come on, move it.

Quick!

Don’t drag your feet. Be quick!

Your Nobleness. Please follow me.

-You have visitors.
-Who does?

You.

And you.

Maybe we should take the chance
and escape.

-I’m joking.
-Stop. We’re here.

Your Nobleness, please.

Sir, if you asked to come visit,
why don’t you at least face me?

To what do I owe the honor?

Did you miss me?

Have you been waiting long, brother Gri...

I will leave you to it.

Hey, wait. It must be a mistake.

I came to see Mr. Kosach.

The drunken bastard mixed up the doors.

You must be Aleksey’s friend.

As fate would have it, we are cellmates.
We became fast friends.

Well, if you excuse me.

I’m sorry, there’ve been a mistake.
One moment.

You don’t want to accept my help?
You should.

I have the best of intentions.

Judging by your appearance,
it’s not a hotel.

Why do you suddenly care?

They say you regret what you’ve done
and are going to apologize.

I didn’t expect you to give up so soon.

Apparently, you’re a weak vessel.

-You’ll do anything to save your life.
-What?

Excuse me. It’s a mistake.

This is Mr. Reshetnikov.

Aleksey Fiodorovich, follow me.

Goodbye, Aleksey Fiodorovich.
I’ll see you in Chervinka.

Grigoriy Petrovich,
I didn’t expect you so soon.

I was telling my new friend Kosach
how close you and I were.

Watch your tongue, bastard.

One more word, and I’ll strangle you.

What’s with your habit threatening me
every time you see me?

You won’t do it. Too many witnesses.

And if you didn’t bring the money,

I’ll tell this guy, Kosach,
the whole story about you.

-I think he’ll be happy.
-Take it and go to hell.

Didn’t I say a thousand was better
than eight hundred?

Listen to me, you smartass.

This is more than enough for the escape
and the fake papers.

So,
take it and get the hell out of Nezhin.

If you ever come here again,
I’ll turn you to the police.

You won’t. If you do I won’t stay silent,
you desk warrior.

I will,

because you will be a murderer
and an outlaw.

Nobody will believe you.

Deal?

Deal.

This Chervinsky is not that cold-hearted
is he decided to forgive you

and settle the case amicably.

What is this nonsense? Forgive me?

On one condition:

if you come to him and apologize.

Why this sudden bout of generosity?

Thank Sofya Stanislavovna.
She persuaded Piotr Ivanovich.

Oh, Mother! Such humiliation!

So this is what he meant.

You idiot!

Your mother is snatching you
out of fire with bare hands.

There will be no investigation,
no court hearing, no sentence.

-Apologize...
-What are you talking about?

Apologizing? For what? For love?

You said it yourself: "I’m responsible
I’ll answer for it".

So, answer.

To the law, yes.

But not to those people.

Did you think about your family?

Your mother?

She won’t survive it.

She has been through enough already.

Don’t make her suffer even more.

The visit is over.
Take me back to the cell.

Tomorrow,
there will be the post-funeral reception.

Kill some chickens, bake pies...

You know what to do on such occasion.

If you need something,
tell me now, and I’ll send Yakov.

Nothing? You can go, then.

Ma’am, don’t be angry with me.

I have a request. I need an assistant.

Katrusia is the best at it,

especially if we cook for the nobility.

She knows her French cuisine.

Why don’t you ask the master
one more time?

If you do it right, he won’t say no.

Do it right?

How dare you tell me what to to?

Katerina is punished, and rightly so.

Hold your tongue
if you don’t want to join her.

Go!

They release him till the trial
on my word.

Oh God.

So there will be a trial.

Did you talk to him?

Yes.

-Will he go to the Chervinskys?
-He promised.

Sofya Stanislavovna, excuse me.

I only came for a minute
to give you the good news.

Are you going to Chervinka?

Nicolas, please!

If you are going anyway,
please don’t refuse my request.

Of course, Sofya Stanislavovna.

Mistress wants mint tea.

So brew it. Don’t you know how?

I’m busy with the dough.

Here is the water, the mugs,
the mint, the tea. Can’t you do it?

Why? I can.

Look! A parlor maid brewing tea.

You could say it wasn’t your job.

Well...

I can see you’re busy.

It’s not hard for me to do it,

and it’s quicker, too.

Too bad your mistress
isn’t as kind as you are.

What? I’ve never seen a kinder lady.

She never hits me or yells.

She don’t know how to be angry.

She will learn.

She had a school built
for bondmen’s children in Doroshenkovka.

And she has never even been there,
only in Nezhin and Kharkov.

Still, she feels for the peasants’ kids.

Who knows what she feels.

Maybe she just wanted a fashionable toy
for herself.

You will see how she is.
I wouldn’t ask for a better mistress.

Open it. Quick!

-What are you waiting for?
-Just a moment.

How are you, Katerina Stepanovna?

Are you bored?

I was in Nezhin today

and saw your Lancelot.

He looks gaunt

and is mumbling God knows what.

He begged my forgiveness.

Lies.

I’ll never believe
that Aliosha begged you about anything.

Jail changes people.

I can’t even imagine
what will happen to him in Siberia.

And I’m the one to decide
whether he goes there.

Do you enjoy torturing him?

I don’t care about this Kosach.

Listen.

I could have long taken by force
what belongs to me anyway.

Nobody would challenge me on it.

But I want you...

to ask me for it, to beg...

Never!

You will rot in this cellar...

and your sissy Kosach - in prison.

His death will be on you!

Only you.

Lock it.

Here comes the dinner.

Come on, my dear. All right.

Here.

Here.

-Thank you, dear.
-Enjoy it, gentlemen.

Didn’t I tell you anything was possible
in jail if you had money?

Please join me.

Thank you, I’m not hungry.

You and Grigoriy Petrovich
don’t like each other much.

You imagined it.

Really?

Was that girl you had stolen his?

You said it was your neighbor.

He is your neighbor.

The Chervinskys’ bondmaids
are something else.

There is one - such an eye candy!

You are forgetting yourself.

I’m not going to answer your questions,
especially in this tone.

Come on.

I didn’t mean to offend you.

It’s just...

I’m bored.

You should change your mind
about the dinner.

The steak from the restaurant is good...

and the vodka is cold.

Natalie, darling.

Why don’t you play for us
to take your mind off sad things?

Nicolas, how can you?

Don’t even ask me.

This is so...

so sad.

-I still can’t believe it.
-Blast it!

-Grig, does it hurt?
-Yes.

-Is it that bullet?
-Yes, imagine. The enemy bullet.

The wound has long been healed,
but it still hurts.

Go to Kiev!

Our governor is friends with Dr. Pirogov.

You could go see him.

-Grig, maybe...
-Don’t take it too close to heart.

The doctors warned me it might ache
in bad weather for years.

Perhaps I’ll have to live with this pain
till the day I die.

Wear it like an award.

You think I’m Grishka Chervinsky’s
bosom friend.

-I hate him more than anyone.
-It didn’t look like it.

He is a coward...

a bed bug!

The cowardly bed bug.

What are you saying?

Grigoriy is a hero
of the Crimean campaign.

He was wounded in Sevastopol.
He has a battle award.

I could be hung with such awards
from head to toe if I wanted.

An award!

It’s a piece of shit.

You don’t believe me, brother Kosach?

I’ll tell you something.

Just promise you won’t tell anyone.

Come here.

Your Grigoriy Petrovich is a coward.

When his platoon went into attack,
he shit his pants

and shot himself
in the leg right there at the redoubt.

It was a self-inflicted wound.

Nonsense.

Sir, mind what you say.

A gentleman by birth, a battle officer...
and this?

This is the most disgusting thing
I’ve ever heard.

Apologize immediately.

Cross my heart!

I saw it with my own eyes.
I swear to you on anything!

On my life!

What did you do, then?

Nothing?

Or were you, too...

I got it bad that time.

Yes.

I came to in the hospital.

Grisha Chervinsky was lounging
at the next bed.

-The hero!
-You’re lying.

I don’t believe you.

You’re telling these lies

because Grigoriy Petrovich
isn’t here to answer you.

You don’t believe me?

Of course. Who would believe Reshetnikov?

But they would believe the bullet.

Had it not been stuck in the bone,

had they extracted it,
the truth would come out.

It’s easy to distinguish between
an English bullet and ours.

Yes.

English barrels are rifled,
ours are smooth.

Grishka was lucky that the surgeon
couldn’t get the bullet out.

If he did, everything would come to light.

So what?

Suppose the bullet was stuck.

Why do you think it wasn’t the enemy’s?

Aleksey Fiodorovich,

think of this.

My word isn’t good enough for you,
but it was good enough for Grishka.

Why do you think he cares so much
about me?

He’s scared.

This is...

disgusting.

You should have reported him.

No, let someone else do it.
Who would win from my report? Not me.

Here is where I have him. Here!

-So you’re a blackmailer.
-Hey!

Are you trying to shame me?

There are no honest people around.

Not anymore.

You are the only one, honest as an angel.

Just remember,

you gave me your word.

Don’t tell.

Not a soul!

Piotr Ivanovich.

Good evening.

Hello, Piotr Ivanovich.

Hello.

Father.

I need you for a couple of words.

Great.

I thought I wouldn’t get the chance.

I need your help.

Of course, Nicolas.

I’ll do anything for you.

Not for me, for Aleksey.

Please pass this to Kitty.

No, Nicolas. Don’t even ask.

I tried to interfere once,
and how did it end?

It will ruin Aliosha. No.

It will help Aliosha.

And Katia, too.

Believe me, please. Pass it.

Please do it.

Be so kind.

Thanks to you and Aleksandr Vasilyevich,

I’ll get the dowry
only when our first child is born.

-Until then, it’s only the interest.
-Aren’t you satisfied?

It’s not enough. It’s too little.

-Too little?
-Yes.

A thousand odd per month is too little?

You have everything!

I’m a family man now. It’s too little.

Too little? So make more.

There is enough to do at the estate.

I didn’t go begging around at your age.

If you work, if you aren’t lazy,
I’ll give you a bigger allowance.

Is this your last word?

There is no free money. Work!

You lazy snotnose.

Don’t be scared. I wanted to help.

-I can do it. Let go.
- You can do it...

Don’t fluster, bird.
You’ll be mine anyway.

I’ll tell the mistress.

I’ll tell her myself
about you making moves on Mr. Grigoriy.

Me? What? It’s not true.

You’ll live like a queen if you are mine.

Let...

Yakov!

Ma’am!

Miss Natalya! I didn’t... It’s him!

Natalya Aleksandrovna,
this girl is out of control.

-I was teaching her a lesson.
-What’s this?

I was passing by
and so all this scattered on the floor.

-The clumsy beast!
-It’s not true.

Pick it up and get it to the laundry.
Quick.

I’d make her wash it all herself,

so that she’d be more careful next time.

Yakov Yefimovich,
if you treasure your job,

stay away from my linen

and my maids.

Look at them! They are identical.

Ma’am.

Go help Orysia.

Who is going to help me?
Galia is still sick.

Pass it to Kitty so that nobody saw you.

-Thank you, Karp.
-Make sure you don’t burn the house.

Aliosha.

“Katia. You have put my son
into a desperate situation.

He might be sent to Siberia,

and this means imminent death,
as you understand.

By the grace of God,
the Chervinskys agreed

to forgive him and settle this amicably,

but on the condition
that Aleksey forgets about you.

As you realize, he will never agree.

So you need to do it yourself,
to save his life and honor.

I’m begging you, for the sake
of everything that’s sacred for you,

give Aleksey a chance to live.
You are a bondmaid.

Don’t tie him with your bonds, too.

I’m pinning my hopes on your heart
and wisdom.

Sofya Kosach.”

Aleksey Fiodorovich. Aleksey Fiodorovich,
wake up. It’s time to go.

-What? Where to?
-Where to? Home.

Goodbye, Mr. Reshetnikov.

I hope the court will be lenient to you

and gives you a chance
to amend your misdeeds.

I would prefer that there were no trial.

Anyway,
let’s hope your words will come true.

Aleksey Fiodorovich, tell my friend
I said hello if you have a chance.

Thank you, my friend.

All right.

I hope you remember
what you promised me yesterday.

I do. I can already picture
Grigoriy’s smug face.

Never mind his face. Think about
your mother, brother, and sister.

The Chervinskys
are having a post-funeral reception.

Your appearance wouldn’t be appropriate.
You’ll go tomorrow.

-I’ll go with you.
-How is Katia?

Have you found out?

Natalie said she had been punished.

What did you expect?

All right, brother. Enough.
Go. Here is your carriage.

-You are needed at home.
-Aren’t you coming?

I’m going to the Chervinskys.
They are family now, after all.

Listen, Nicolas.

What do you think of Grigoriy?

I don’t know what to say.

Of course I would like a better husband
for my sister.

But I’ll probably have to accept him
the way he is.

All right, go.

Your mother is waiting. Go ahead.

Drive.

Aliosha!

Aliosha is back! Aliosha!

Mr. Vasiliy! This isn’t done! Get dressed.

Aliosha!

For God’s sake,

for the sake of your dear late father!

I’ll go...

-I’ll go to Piotr Ivanovich.
-Promise me.

Aliosha is back!

-Brother!
-Brother Vasiliy!

Aliosha, how could you let them catch you?

Next time I’ll go with you.
They can’t defeat us both.

There will be no next time.

Vasiliy, what is this?

Go to your room immediately
and dress properly.

You will see your brother at breakfast.
Go!

Let’s go, Vasiliy.

Aleksey Fiodorovich,

welcome back.

Any orders?

Taras,

do you know what’s going on in Chervinka?

I only know the young master is back.

I also heard he got mad as a hatter.

He whipped some girl with his own hands,

and this with his dead mother
in the house!

He almost skinned her alive.

How dare he touch her?

You should have served the good china.
Ivan?

So much fuss,
as if the Emperor is visiting.

It’s just a prodigal son back from jail!

What?

Mother, how could you? It’s not my fault!

Marianna, wait! Wait! I didn’t mean it!

Mother, what’s wrong with her?

Son!

Where are you going?

I need to go to the farthest lot.
Taras says it’s urgent.

Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.

Your breakfast, Aliosha!

Not this again!

Thank you.

My deepest condolences, Piotr Ivanovich.

-Horrible, horrible death.
-Thank you, my dear neighbor.

Yes.

Now we are both widowed.

You should come by some day.

As a friend and a good neighbor.

We’ll have a glass or two,
play some cards.

Definitely.

It’s all right.
You need to be strong, darling.

It’s life. It’ll happen to all of us.

Ladies and gentlemen...

thank you for supporting us
in our hard time

with your attention and sympathy.

Let’s drink to Anna Lvovna’s memory,
according to the Christian tradition.

Oh God, it hurts.

I can’t move my arm or leg.

I’m feeling dizzy.

Galia. Sit here and sort the kidney beans.

Darka, you wash the dishes.

Come on, quick.

Goddamn this bitch Katia.

It’s her back that should be slashed.

What did I do?

All my troubles are because of her.

Galia, stop wagging your tongue.

It wasn’t Katia’s fault
that the master whipped you.

It was just his fancy.

Any other girl could be in your place.

Why didn’t he flog Katia, then?

It’s her fault, and I’m the one to suffer.

You will rot in this cellar,
and your sissy Kosach - in prison.

His death will be on you!

Only you.

"I’m begging you, for the sake
of everything that’s sacred for you,

give Aleksey a chance to live.
You are a bondmaid.

Don’t tie him with your bonds, too."

Aleksey Fiodorovich?

I didn’t expect you today.

But you are so eager to make up
for your mistake.

It’s commendable.

What are you waiting for?

Come in. Closer. Well?

Don’t be shy. We are ready for you.