All language subtitles for The Queen of Spades (1949)(R)

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For heaven's sake,
don't play the queen of spades,

she's unlucky.

What's it matter?

They're all of them
unlucky for me tonight.

But you can back any spade.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

Mine.

The unlucky card!

What a fool to risk the queen.

You win.

Goodnight, Andrei Andreievich.

Thank you.

- Oh, don't go, Petrov.
-Don't leave us.

I think I'll be getting to bed.

Well, have a glass of wine first.

- That's the whole of my year's pay gone.
- Oh, never mind.

You'll have another year's pay
in another year's time.

Petrov, I challenge you.

I challenge you to one more hand.

Fyodor, no, no.
It's getting too late.

Gentlemen, let's drink.

There's food on the side tables.
Help yourselves.

I want to go on playing.
I don't care if I lose every kopek.

Who'll play for double stakes?

Oh, sit down.
We'll have another hand later.

Why don't you just go
and leave me alone?

He... why doesn't he play?

Yes, you, sir.

Standing here every night
like a French spy watching us.

Haven't the Engineers
quarters of their own?

Don't listen to him, German,
it's only the wine talking.

I want an answer to my question.

Stop it, Fyodor!

Captain Suvorin is here as my guest.

He has every right not to play
if he doesn't care to.

Well, I beg your pardon.

But tell me this, sir,

if you're so interested
as to come here night after night,

-why do you never touch a card?
-Tell us!

Yes, I've often wondered
how he can resist playing.

Are you trying to work out a system?

Play interests me very much.

But I cannot afford
to risk the necessary

in the hopes of winning the...
superfluous.

Marchenka!

I'll show them all one day.

Why does German Suvorin
come here every night?

Yes, why?
He never plays cards.

He's the sort of man
who'd be afraid to stake anything

unless he was sure of winning.

- Can anyone be sure of winning?
-No.

What was that you were telling us
about your grandmother, Fyodor?

- The Countess Ranevskaya?
-She's a wonderful old woman.

Is it true she's over a hundred?

Are you speaking
of old Countess Ranevskaya?

Why? Do you know her?

No, but I soon shall.

My aunt is going to persuade her

to ask General Volcholnikov
to make me his aide-de-camp.

Oh, really?

My aunt swears she's the most
grotesque creature you ever saw,

with a high powdered wig
like they used to wear fifty years ago,

and a crinoline to match.

I believe she's a witch.

Nonsense!

Why, that's absolute rubbish.

But it is true
that the old countess...

had the secret
of how to win at cards.

It's certainly true though
that on one occasion...

she won an immense
amount of money.

By selling her soul
to the devil?

For a secret like that
I'd sell mine...

The secret of how to win at cards?

Get to bed. Drunkard.

Yes, sir.

Shut the stove.

Yes, sir.

Goodnight, sir.

- Get out.
-Goodnight, Your Honour.

I'm sorry about
Fyodor Pavlovich's behaviour tonight.

I... I came to apologise.

Thank you.

Though you seemed
less put out by it than I was.

Perhaps you prefer me not
to come to your card parties.

Oh, no, of course not.
Why should I? I mean...

I may embarrass you.

You see, I'm only a poor
captain in the Engineers.

You are rich aristocrats.

Guard's officers.

No, I think you're
exaggerating things a bit.

You see, poor old Fyodor was...

Well, he was well in his cups and...

German, why not come back?

Don't you like listening to the gypsies?

Gypsies!

Why not call them what they are?

Oh, don't be quite
so hard on them, they...

What chance have they,
born in such circumstances?

You never blame anyone, do you?

No, not if I can help it.

I believe all human beings are
fundamentally good. I'm convinced of it.

- Are you?
-Yes, and... and I believe also...

that evil is a force, a mighty force
that is abroad in the world

to take possession of men's souls,
if they will allow it to.

I'm not interested in
problems of good and evil.

To me, they're beside the point.

- Why don't you come back, German?
-No.

But aren't you fascinated
by that gypsy dancer, Marchenka?

Yes, I've seen her.

Well, don't you agree?

I've told you.
I'm not interested in that sort of woman.

Then perhaps
you'll come as my guest.

You're very kind.
But no, thank you.

Look here, German,
I know you have to be careful about money.

But after all, we have been paid today.

And you needn't spend much.

I cannot afford to spend anything.

You're always too proud to accept
anything from anyone, aren't you?

Ah, well, deuce take it,
you're quite right.

It's senseless to go back there.

I could do with some sleep.

- Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

So they've paid you at last,
have they?

Must be almost a year.

Ten months.

Don't you want
to keep one of these things?

I've taken enough for my needs.

Well, I've never saved a kopek
in my life.

I've spent it all on food,
and drink, and women.

So here I am,
fifty-four and a wretched notary.

Vodka?

But I'm content.

If I was to be put
under the ground tomorrow...

I wouldn't grumble.

I've had everything I want out of life.

God's been very good to me.

Everything a man could want.

Well, I haven't.

You've done very well.

You're a captain.

Yes, in Engineers.

At my age.

Over here no one can
win promotion unless he's rich.

Or unless he has some
important and powerful relatives

to use their influence on his behalf.

Exceptional men are stifled
and never have the chance to succeed.

Look at France.

Napoleon Bonaparte,
he was a general at 26.

My advice to you is to be content.

As I am.

Take life as you find it.

I'd rather take it by the throat

and force it to give me
what I want.

You've forgotten your receipt!

I deducted five rubles for my fee,
if that's agreeable.

As you wish.

This is a very rare book.

I wouldn't recommend it to everyone.

It tells of strange things

that some say
are better left alone.

How much is it?

Three rubles.

That's a lot, I know.

But there are plenty of people
who believe

in things neither looked for
nor heard of.

What mean these premonitions,

these hauntings, these apparitions,

these tales of horror

in a far site in time and space.

Believe me, there are things to be seen

the eye has not seen,

and things to be heard
the ear has not heard.

Who knows what you may learn from it?

Why, you might end up
by gaining a fortune.

Or losing your precious soul.

"Containing the true stories
of people who sold their souls

in return for wealth, power or influence.

Chapter IV.
The Secret of the Cards.

Countess

Countess Ranevskaya!

"In the year 1746..."

Sixty years ago.

"...the Count de Saint Germain
arrived in St Petersburg.

He chose for his residence

a deserted palace
on the outskirts of the city

and soon there were strange rumours

about the weird dwelling
and its mysterious occupant.

It was certainly true that
in the vaults of the palace

he had a curious collection
of wax figures,

Which...

so it was whispered...

contained the souls
of those who had fallen

under his evil influence.

He would derive intense pleasure

from modelling the wax figures
of his intended victims.

Each one of whom was chosen

with deliberate appreciation.

Thus the Countess Ranevskaya,

acknowledged the most
beautiful woman in Russia,

came to excite his attention.

He had learned that
in spite of a jealous husband

all the men of fashion vied
with each other for her favours."

Go now. Later.

Countess.

Who is it?
What do you want?

I think you will need
my master's help.

I need no one's help.

You will, Countess.

You will need it tomorrow.

Tomorrow?
Can he see into the future then?

He can see a long way.

Who is he?

He is known as Saint Germain.

You will find him
at the Dolgoruki Palace.

When the last of the guests had left,

the Countess went down
the secret stairway

to admit the young stranger
she had promised to meet.

She alone

had the key to the hidden door.

But in the early hours of the morning...

What are you doing?

Where's the money?

I beg you. I beseech you.

The money's not mine.

My husband will find out.

Do you wish to ruin me?

I have no wish but to save
myself from ruin, Countess.

Give me the key.

Who are you, pray?

A common thief
parading as a gentleman?

You should take more care, madam,

with your amorous escapades.

My husband.

- Ana, is anything the matter?
- Give me the key.

Ana!

Why don't you answer me?

She was haunted
by the fear of scandal.

The money belonged
to her husband's regiment.

Somehow she must replace it
without delay.

In her despair, she remembered

the strange message from Saint Germain.

She had no alternative
but to answer the mysterious summons.

Nothing else could save her.

She would sell her soul,

anything to save herself.

She went to the Dolgoruki Palace.

Come.

Saint Germain gave
her the secret of the three...

winning cards.

In return, she made
a solemn vow that no one else

would ever know the secret.

Holy Virgin, have mercy.

Have mercy on me.

One hour later,
she was on the way to the gaming rooms.

Accept this pledge.

She played the three cards

in succession.

She won a fortune.

But the horrors
of her visit to Saint Germain...

left a mark on her soul...

for the rest of her life.

Please, sir, spare a kopek.

Please, please, sir.

Spare a kopek.

Please, please, sir,
spare a kopek.

Please, please.

Who owns that house?

Countess Ranevskaya.

Not often she gives a ball.

Countess Ranevskaya.

She's still alive?

- Oh!
-Will you do me a favour?

I like the army.

- Oh, that's very good for me.
-What is it?

- Well, you see, it's...
-A secret of the heart?

Yes, yes.

Do you know the young woman
in the house?

Lizaveta lvanovna?

Of course I know her.

This is her dress
I've got here now.

Wants us to make it look new,
poor thing.

As if we could work miracles.

Is there a chance of
meeting Lizaveta lvanovna?

Oh, I don't know.

The old countess never lets her
out of her sight.

It's come here, do this, do that,
all day long.

This coat of mine, Vassili.

Look, the seam here... could you?

Lizaveta!

Ana Fyodorovna?

Why do you come
creeping into the room?

You're like the rest
of them in this house.

The sudden shock might bring
on a heart attack, you hope.

If you think me capable
of such wicked thoughts, Ana Fyodorovna,

would it not be better for me to go?

Go?
And where could you go, pray?

Is that the gratitude
you give your benefactress

for taking you, a poor orphan,
into her care?

You cannot want me here
if you think I wish for your death.

And why are you dressed up
like that, pray?

Whom are you intending to captivate?

The prince, my grandson,
was announced just now.

You said we were going
for a drive, Ana Fyodorovna.

Drive in this weather?

It's calm out. There's not a breath of...

What's that you say?

It's calm out and quite mild.

Nothing of the sort.
It's windy and bitterly cold.

- You don't wish to go, then?
-I should think not.

Sit down and read to me.

- But Ana Fyodorovna...
-But, but! Always objections.

I was about to remind you
that Prince Fyodor is here.

Well...

Now get the book.

What were we reading?

Don Juan, Countess.

I think it's on the shelf.

Love stories, love stories.

Always reading love stories.

What are you doing there?

Not there, not there!

Close it! Close it, I said! Close it!

How dare you!

You wicked, wicked girl.

I'm sorry, Ana Fyodorovna.

I had no idea there
was anything there. I'm...

Where is the key to that door?
Give it to me.

But I have no key, Ana Fyodorovna-

Have you been using that staircase
to admit others to your room?

- How could you say such...
-Lies and duplicity!

No one in this house speaks the truth,
not anyone.

You will see, Lizaveta lvanovna.

We shall find the key missing.

There it is... after all.

Prince Krykulin and Prince Narumov.

Quick! Give me my stick!

Give me my stick.

How do you do, Grandmama?

Allow me to present my friend,
Andrei Andreievich,

Prince Narumov.

Be seated. And you too, Fyodor.

No, no, no! No, no!

Oh, my poor little one.

Narumov... Narumov...

Yes, I remember
your dear mother quite well.

Princess Darya Petrovna.

That was my grandmother, Countess.

Your grandmother?

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

I was forgetting.

What have you been reading lately, Fyodor?

You must bring me some of
the latest French novels.

But not one where the heroine
drowns herself for love.

Well, Varvarushka.

What is it, my little one?

Oh, there.

Tell old Varvarushka all about it.

I know I oughtn't to mind any more.

But she's so cruel,
Varvarushka, darling.

Why should she be so cruel?

She's old.

She's near the grave
and she hasn't found peace, poor soul.

I was so happy once.

A home, my mother,

my father.

So happy...

- You will be again, poor lonely heart.
- Will I?

Sometimes I feel I'll never
leave this house.

I know.

Little caged bird.

But you'll see. Be patient.

And someday soon, perhaps,

you will meet someone
who will love you very much.

He will help you to be free
and happy again.

Where is that dog taking us?

This is not the way to the bird market.

It's the way we always come,
Ana Fyodorovna.

Well, it looks quite different to me.

Oh, look, there's a carriage!

Lizaveta lvanovna?

Andrei Narumov.

I came with Fyodor Pavlovich
the other day.

I hoped to be presented
to you but you ran away.

Yes, of course, Prince Narumov.

- May I accompany you?
-Yes, if you wish.

I have to buy some more little birds
for the Countess's aviary.

Your Honour.

Buy a nice fat duck, sir.
Buy a duck, sir.

Oh, sir, buy a nice fat duck.

No, thank you.

Yes, Your Honour?

I hate to see caged birds.

How can one enjoy their singing?

If I ever come into a fortune
I shall buy all the little birds.

Every one of them.

And I shall set them free
and watch them fly away into the clouds.

Go and tell Lizaveta lvanovna
to come at once!

- I cannot be kept waiting here all day.
-Yes, Excellency.

Will you be at the opera next week?

- Yes, I indeed.
-Do you think I might see you there?

Please, do, if you wish.

And perhaps we might
continue our conversation.

Do you think, Lizaveta lvanovna,
I might come to your box with Prince Fyodor?

Oh, I do. Yes, indeed I do.

Please, excuse me now,
I daren't keep the Countess waiting.

Come on, Andrei, drink up.
What's the matter with you?

Oh, nothing, nothing at all.

You've got all the symptoms
of a man in love.

- Have I?
-Do I know her?

In a sense, yes.

Do you remember your
grandmother's young companion?

What, Lizaveta lvanovna?

Why, she's a pathetic little creature.

Is she?

I'm sorry.

I didn't know you knew her.

Where on earth
did you manage to see her?

I met her accidentally
one day in the bird market.

She was buying some canaries
for your grandmother.

My dear old fellow, you're not
really serious about this, are you?

Yes.

I've never been more serious in my life.

Come on, have a drink.

Come in.

Oh, so you're in.

I wondered why you stopped
coming to our card parties.

Why not come tonight?

No, thank you.
I'm not interested in cards at the moment.

Well, forget hard work for once.

Oh, I'm networking, I'm...

writing a love letter.

You? Writing a love letter?

But you've never written
one in your life, have you?

Well, have you?

Well, not properly, no, but I know
now what it's like to be in love.

Well then, tell me how would you
compose a letter of this sort.

I mean, what burning phrases
would you use, hmm?

I should say, "I love you to distraction.

Your dark eyes have driven away
my rest and peace.

Oh, if you could but love me."

I have got a letter for you.

- This can't be for me.
-But it is.

No, it couldn't be.
I don't know this person.

German Suvorin.
I've never heard of him in my life.

Well, it's addressed to you.

No. No, there must be some mistake.

Of course it's for you.

You read it through properly and see.

Why have you torn it up
if it isn't for you?

Oh, you must go now.

Well, what shall I say?

Haven't you got a message for him?

Tell him please not to write to me again.

"I love you to distraction.

Your dark eyes have driven
away my rest and peace."

"Your dark eyes have driven
away my rest and peace.

Lisaveta, if you could but love me."

To Lisaveta lvanovna.

I revere you...

I esteem and admire you.

You are dearer to me
than language has the power of telling.

You are dearer to me...

than language has the power...

...of telling.

Don't clutch my arm like that,
I shall be black and blue.

Well, that will do. That's enough.

No, now don't fidget me, my dear.
I'm quite capable of walking by myself.

"I will be waiting for you
at the entrance of the Opera House."

Who's there? Who's there?

It's I, Grandmama.
Pray don't disturb yourself.

I cannot endure people
creeping about behind me.

How are you, my dear boy?

Liza, make room for the Prince.

No, please.
I can see well enough from here.

- "If you don't meet me tonight,
I shall kill myself.

And you will be responsible
for my death."

Fyodor Pavlovich,
you're making fun of me.

No, I assure you.
You've made a conquest.

Well, who is it, then?

A very charming friend of mine.

Is he in the army?

Yes.

In the Engineers?

No, he's in the Horse Guards with me.

Don't you recall the occasion
I brought him to the Countess' house

and we heard you crying
on the staircase?

Yes, of course. I...

Oh, so that's who it is.

But why the Engineers,
Lizaveta lvanovna?

Oh, no particular reason.

Come now, you're blushing.

I've discovered your little secret.

Nothing of the sort.

There's no secret at all.

What are you whispering about?

The music, Grandmama.

Well, pull up your chair.
You can't see from there.

I do not like that dress, Lizaveta.

A girl of your age should not
expose herself like that.

Pray do not wear it again.

Now remember, you must make yourself
as agreeable as possible for the Countess.

- Flatter her a little.
-What, Aunt Katya?

Flatter! Flatter her a little.

Oh, yes, I see.
What sort of thing should I say?

Where are your wits, my dear boy?

What would you say
to some charming young girl?

I don't know, Aunt Katya.

Pay her some compliments.

Be gay and amusing.

- Countess Ranevskaya.
-Yes.

I have my nephew with me.

He's the grandson
of your old friend, Count Dobrinski.

He's been plaguing me
to present him to you.

Well, where is he?

Ah, Nicky? Nicky?

Well...
So you're Dobrinski's grandson?

I should never have known it.

He was the handsomest man
in the Imperial Guard.

And I dare say he still is.

I didn't really know
my grand-papa, Countess.

I can just remember
a great fat man with a purple face

who was always hitting the servants
with his stick and making us all laugh.

It must be fifteen years
since he died

but I can still remember
his coffin being carried out.

What is the boy saying?

Yes, it was most unfortunate.

Most unfortunate.

Why unfortunate, Aunt Katya?
After all, he was nearly eighty.

What else could you expect at that age?

We shall be seeing you
at the ball tomorrow.

Young lout.

Ah, Andrei.

Who's that?

Oh, now, make room
for Prince Narumov, my dear.

What's the matter with you tonight?

It's quite all right.
I can see quite well from here.

How hot it is in here.
Quite stifling.

- Are you feeling unwell?
- It's my head. I feel faint.

I think I'll go and sit in the foyer
a little while.

Yes, of course.
May I escort you?

No, I assure you,
it's only the heat.

- I shall have recovered in a few moments.
-But I think...

No, I insist. I insist!

That probably accounts
for the young baron's interest.

He's reputed to be uncommonly fond of...

- Lizaveta!
-Can't meet you here.

- Where else can we meet?
-Someone is bound to see us.

I must speak to you.

They'll be looking for me.
I've only a moment.

Please.

Listen, Lizaveta.

That was no idle threat in my letter.

If I cannot go on seeing you,
there is only one solution for me, death.

- Death?
-Yes, I'd rather die here at your feet

than live without you.

Death is nothing to me.

You frighten me
when you talk like that.

Oh, then I'll be silent.

Only I beg,

don't send away the man
to whom the sight of you

is all the consolation he has left.

I don't make any demands
upon you, but I must,

unless I carry out my threats,

have leave to see you.

When and where?
I can never leave the house alone.

Promotion?
And how can you get a promotion?

My coat.

How can you get promotion?

Unless you win the favour
of some general? You stupid boy!

I was only trying to be gay and amusing,
Aunt Katya.

Gay and amusing?
Don't talk to me about gay and amusing.

You must get away from this life.

You must do as I say.

When do you go out
with the Countess again?

Tomorrow night to the ball.

Tomorrow?
And what time do you return?

At three.

I'll slip into the house
at midnight and wait.

Will there be any servants about?

No, they all retire to sleep,
awaiting our return.

Help me, Lizaveta.

Where can I wait?
Where can I conceal myself?

No. No, please forget what I said.
I must have been out of my senses.

- Lizaveta!
-No, please let me go now.

I love you.

Do you believe me?

- Yes.
-Then do as I say.

And tell me how to find
my way inside the house.

I think I'll go
and see how she is, Fyodor.

I feel uneasy.

You'll only anger her.
Don't worry, she'll be back before long.

I cross the hall and come right
to the servant's staircase.

Yes. The sewing room is at the top.

Wait for me there.

And the Countess' bed chamber, you say,

is on the first floor
beyond the drawing room.

Yes, be quite sure
you don't go that way.

I must go back now.

I'm frightened.
Please, let us wait.

But there's nothing
to be frightened of.

And please put a candle
in your bedroom window.

If it isn't there,
I'll know something has gone wrong.

Where's Captain Suvorin?

His Honour will be back
in a minute, Your Excellency.

Andrei!

What a surprise.

I want an explanation from you.

What are your relations with
Lizaveta lvanovna Leodovski?

Come now, no play acting, please.

I saw you together
at the Opera House last night.

And since when do I have
to explain my actions to you?

What are your intentions
towards Lizaveta lvanovna?

I insist on knowing!

Now what is the reason
for this sudden outburst?

Just because you see me with a girl
in the foyer of the Opera House?

You're planning a cold-blooded seduction.

Why else should you meet
Lizaveta lvanovna so secretly?

Don't interfere with my plans, you...

insolent young puppy.

I'm warning you, Suvorin.

I shall hold you responsible
for any ill that may befall her.

What is Lizaveta doing?
Go and find out!

Oh no, not both of you!

Oh, go away, go away, go away!

Who's mother's girl?

Yes. Now take care of Angé.

And see that she doesn't get near Fomka.

But where is Fomka?

Where is the dog?

Fedya!

I could be set on by thieves
at my own door

for all my servants care.

Skiovka doesn't like the dog,
Your Excellency, it's always crowding her.

See she's brought up here instantly!

Lizaveta lvanovna!

How much longer am I to be kept waiting?

Have you taken leave of your senses, Liza?

Don't stand there!
What have you been doing?

I'm sorry, Ana Fyodorovna.

I forgot my reticule.

I wonder, do you think I might
be excused from coming to the ball'?

Oh. Well, what is it now?

Another of those swooning fits...

that we were treated to
at the opera last night?

Yes, and what are those
flowers in your hair?

Modesty of demeanour
is all that is required of you.

Now, come now.

They've been waiting for me
at the ball this half hour.

Hurry up!
Don't leave us here all night.

Is the Countess...
I don't want to disturb her.

- General Volcholnikov, Countess.
-What's that?

General Volcholnikov.

I know perfectly well
who it is, thank you.

There's no occasion to shout at me.

Well, General, I trust
you're enjoying good health.

Splendid! Splendid!

- And you?
-Excellent! Excellent!

Capital!

Prince Narumov, Countess.

Oh, Narumov!

And how is my old friend
your mother?

She's in excellent health, Countess,
and sends you her regards.

Capital, capital.

I've come to beg the honour of a dance
with Lizaveta lvanovna, Countess.

Oh, Well, that's unfortunate.

She's not in very good health.
She's not feeling very well tonight.

Oh, yes I am, Countess.
If you'll excuse me?

No, no. That's impossible.

I cannot be left
sitting here by myself.

I expect Princess lvashin
to join me later.

Perhaps then Lizaveta
will be well enough to dance.

Lizaveta lvanovna,

are you doing everything in your power
deliberately to try and provoke me?

All this evening you've been
complaining of feeling ill

and faint and begging me
to let you go home.

Next instant you're ready
to dance about like a zany

with the first person
who chooses to ask.

What are you so amused about?

- I knew it.
-You knew what?

- You wouldn't get your dance.
-Why?

You don't know my grandmother.

She hates being left alone.
She always gets her own way.

Yes, and she's the most exasperating--

Yes, and, Andrei, she's an old woman
and she's afraid of death.

Though, mind you,
she's got far too much courage...

ever to show it to anybody.

Lizaveta, is it cold in here?

Cold? No, I don't think so.

Well, put my shawl around me.

I feel cold.

Fomka!

Fomka! Fomka, come back!

Fomka! Fomka!

Ladies and gentlemen.

Please, take your partners
for the mazurka.

Lizaveta lvanovna, I must
speak to you after the dance.

Yes, of course. What about?

Well, it's... it's most important.
It's about German Suvorin.

- But Lizaveta!
-I don't wish to discuss it.

I know nothing of your
relations with Suvorin.

Please, I beg you. Do not trust him.
He's dangerous.

You presume too much on your
slight acquaintance with me, Prince.

Please, Liza...

Liza, if anything
should happen to you,

I'd never forgive myself
for failing to warn you.

I'm truly amazed
that one officer should try

to defame another
as you have done to me.

Goodnight, Prince.

Vassili, are you there?

The Countess is back!

Goodnight, Countess.

German?

Now...

Now you'll sleep tonight.

You must go to bed.

I cannot sleep.

I cannot sleep.

Goodnight, Ana Fyodorovna.

God be with you.

May the power of the Holy Cross
protect you.

Holy Virgin,

have mercy on me.

Have mercy on me.

Holy Virgin,

have mercy on me.

Have mercy on me.

Holy Virgin...

Don't cry out!

Don't be alarmed!
Please, don't be alarmed.

I don't mean you any harm.

I've come to ask a favour of you.

That's all.

A favour.

It will cost you nothing.

But to me it will bring happiness...

for the rest of my life.

I want the secret of the cards.

That's all.

Come. What is it?

The three cards.

The names of the three cards.

Please.

Oh, it's no use pretending
you don't know anything about it.

I know you've been given the secret.

And I know... who gave it to you.

Please.

Just think those three words aloud.

And I'll trouble you no more. I'll go.

What good is the secret to you?

For whom are you keeping it?

For your grandson?

He's rich enough.

What would another fortune
mean to him,

a waster and a spendthrift?

But I'm not a man of that sort.

I know the value of money.

I could do great things, I tell you.

Great things.

If only I had money...

For the love of God.

If you have any human feeling
in your breast,

you can't refuse me.

I beg... I beseech you.

I know why you won't speak.

The secret is connected
with some kind of a sin.

That's it, isn't it?

But I make a bargain with you.

Tell me your secret
and I'll take your sin upon my soul.

Do you hear me?
I mean it!

A bargain.

I'll take your sin upon my own soul.

Oh, speak!

Speak to me, you old thing!

Or, by God, I will make you.

I ask for the last time.

Are you going to tell me
the secret of the cards?

Or are you...

No!

German.

Where have you been?

What is it?

Are you ill?

German, what has happened?

I...

I've been to the Countess' room.

Did she see you?

She's dead.

What did you say?

She's dead.

- I must go to her.
-Do you want us to be discovered?

What are we going to do?

German...

What are we going to do?

If only you hadn't taken
the passage to the left.

I did it deliberately.

Deliberately?

She had a secret.

I wanted that secret.

- I don't understand.
-But she died...

and took the secret with her.

You... wanted her secret?

That was the reason for your vigils

outside my window?

She...

cheated me.

Your letters...
your wonderful letters?

- A fortune was within my grasp.
-All lies, then.

All lies.

And she refused to speak.

Oh, what have I done?

Holy Mother.

What have I done?

She deserved... to die.

Murderer!

No.

No, I never meant to kill her.

The pistol is not loaded. Look.

Don't come near me,
get out of here.

If you have any sense
of decency, spare me your sight.

But it's nearly dawn.
The servants will be up.

- How will I leave the house?
-I don't know.

Use the secret staircase
from the Countess's room.

It leads down to the street.

How do I find it?

The door is part of the bookcase.

Press the carving on the sixth shelf.

The key is on the dressing table.

Murderer?

The sixth bookshelf. The sixth...

"The dead shall give up
all their secrets."

I am commanded...

to grant...

your request.

Three... seven... ace.

I forgive you my death

on condition

that you marry...

my ward,

Lizaveta lvanovna.

Three.

Seven.

Ace.

Three.

Seven.

Ace.

The cards.

The secret.

Your health.

Now would you just mind
signing that, please?

Thank you.

Forty-seven thousand rubles.
Well, there you are.

And that's quite a fortune.

Yes, and what about
a little something for myself, huh?

Oh, and I deserved it.

It wasn't easy realising all that money
at such short a notice.

Now, what you going to do with it?
Something foolish, I'll be bound.

I know you quiet ones
when you decide to break out.

Vodka and gypsy girls.

Here's luck.

I wish I were in your shoes.

Careful, now.

Goodbye, my little one.

My darling.

Think about Varvarushka sometimes.

Of course I shall think of you, my darling.

We shall never see each
other in this life again.

May God bless and keep you

and the power
of the Holy Cross protect you.

- Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

Lizaveta.

Lizaveta lvanovna.

I have something to tell you.

Please let me pass.

But it's of the utmost importance to you.

Why have you come back
to torment me like this?

Not to torment you, Lizaveta.

I've come back to ask your forgiveness.

Forgive me, Lizaveta.

For what you've done to me,
I forgive you.

But for the Countess' death,

I can never forgive
either you or myself.

- Lizaveta...
-I don't want to listen to you.

I'm going away.

No, you can't. You can't.

Lizaveta, listen to me.

Please, please, listen to me.

I admit when I first saw you at the window
and I made my plans,

you were nothing to me, a stranger.

My love was faint.

But it all has changed now.

Don't you see, Lizaveta?

I love you.

Yes.

I love you.

And I'm asking you to be my wife.

No. You're nothing
but a murderer to me.

Think of me what you like. Only marry me.

Oh, I see.

You don't want to be
the wife of German Suvorin

because I'm only
a humble captain in Engineers.

Don't you make a mistake.

It'll all be different tomorrow.

For tonight,

I shall come into a vast fortune.

I despise you.

You fool.

Still you are then,

a paid companion, a drudge!

But you'll come crawling tomorrow,
I tell you.

With all the rest of them.

All these people in St Petersburg...

begging for admission to my house!

And I'll let you crawl.

All of you.

And I'll remember my sufferings,

My humiliation.

And I'll step on you all.

Liza, what is the matter?
What's happened?

There, calm yourself.

He's mad. I'm sure he is. Suvorin.

German Suvorin.

No, no. Stay with me!
Don't go up there!

Andrei! Andrei!

He's gone.

Liza.

Liza, you can't leave like this.

Let me take you
to my parents' house.

I wish only for your happiness,
you know that.

I must tell you.

I cannot keep it to myself
any longer.

He killed the countess.

He threatened her with a pistol
and she died of fright.

It's my fault. I...

I'm sorry I wouldn't listen to you.

Liza...

Liza, I'll take care of you,

if you'll let me.

- But Suvorin...
-Don't worry about him.

I promise you he'll
never trouble you again.

Oh, take care, Andrei.

Please.

He's evil.

It was like looking
into the eyes of Satan.

Maruschka, German!

I'll make you pay for this!

Prince Narumov!

You may choose your weapons.

I Shall.

- But I make one condition.
-Yes?

That you play a hand of faro
with me tonight.

He wants to play.

Well, that's a sporting offer.

Accept, accept,
Andrei Andreievich.

I accept.

I'll take the bank.

How much?

47,000 rubles.

But nobody here has ever staked
more than 250 rubles at a time.

- You accept?
-Oh, yes, yes, I accept.

But I must ask you to put
your money on the table.

47,000.

I was not prepared to play
on such a scale tonight.

I must ask you to accept
my note of hand.

47,000 rubles.

Three.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your...

I win.

Another one.

Very well. How much?

94,000.

94,000 rubles.

Seven.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

I win.

And a last one?

188,000?

I accept.

188,000 rubles.

376,000.

Ace.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your win.

My win.

Your...

Ace wins.

Your queen has lost!

Three.

Seven. Ace.

Be content, as I am.

Take life as it comes.

I'd rather take it by the throat

and force it to give me
what I want.

Three. Seven. Ace.

Your queen has lost!

- Three. Seven. Ace.
- Your queen has lost!

I shall come into a vast fortune.

Fortune or lose your precious soul.

- I shall come into a vast fortune.
-Fortune or lose your precious soul.

- Into a vast fortune!
-Or lose your precious soul!

- Into a vast fortune!
-Lose your precious soul!

- Into a vast fortune.
-Your precious soul.

- Vast fortune!
-Precious soul. Soul!

Stop it!
Stop it, gentlemen! Stop!

German.

Three.

Seven...

Ace.

German.

Come.

Three.

Seven.

Queen?

Three.

Seven.

Ace.

Three.

Seven.

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