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IVAN IV - SERGEY MAKOVETSKY ALEXANDER YATSENKO

ANASTASIA ROMANOVA ZAKHARYINA-YURIEVA TATIANA LYALINA

MALUTA SKURATOV VIKTOR SUKHORUKOV

VLADIMIR STARITSKY ARTEM TKACHENKO

YEFROSINYA STARITSKAYA LYUDMILA CHIRKOVA

YEVDOKIA STARITSKAYA MARIA PALEI

MACARIUS LEONID KULAGIN

SYLVESTER VLADIMIR SIMONOV

KURBSKY KONSTANTIN KRYUKOV

ADASHEV ANTON FEOKTISOV

CHELYADIN NIKITA PANFILOV

FYODOR BASMANOV VICTOR DOBRONRAVOV

ALEXEY BASMANOV VITALY KHAEV

VYAZEMSKY IGOR MIRKURBANOV

LUKA ARTUR IVANOV

DARIA MARIA SHUMAKOVA

SHCHELKALOV VLADIMIR STEKLOV

WRITTEN BY TIMUR EZUGBAYA

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY DENIS ALARKON RAMIREZ RGC

PRODUCTION DESIGNER YEVGENY KACHANOV

COSTUME DESIGNER NATALIA SALTYKOVA

MAKEUP ARTIST ANASTASIA ESADZE

EDITOR IGOR LITONINSKY

COMPOSERS - EDUARD ARTEMIEV, ARTEM VASILIEV, DMITRY YEMELYANOV

POSTPRODUCTION PRODUCER ANNA ASRIYANTS

SOUND DESIGNER PAVEL DOREULI

COMPUTER GRAPHICS PRODUCER EUGENE GITTSIGRAT.

PRODUCERS - YEKATERINA ZHUKOVA, MARIA USHAKOVA, ANTON ZLATOPOLSKY

DIRECTED BY ALEXEY ANDRIANOV

THE TERRIBLE. Episode One

The year of 1571.

In the year of Our Lord 1571,

the Crimean Khan Devlet Giray raided Moscow.

The city was burned, thousands of people were taken captive.

Tsar Ivan IV decided not to fight back for fear of losing his troops.

That's what the Crimean Khan has driven me to.

I stand before you dressed not in tsar’s attire

but in poor man’s robes.

Convey to the Khan, I seek peace with him ...

To stop his raids.

I'm ready to cede Astrakhan back to him.

Khan has no need of it.

What does he want then?

The Khan wants everything.

The Khan will return.

Not to burn and or enslave but to reign.

You should know that your land is already divided among the Khan’s murzas.

Everything?

The Khan sends you a gift.

He said, he wants to help you wash your shame off with blood

instead of waiting for him to come.

Stop!

Stop it.

Sire.

You've sent for me, Sire.

Sit down.

Do you know what these books are?

My grandmother brought them from Rome. Sophia Palaiologos.

Chronicles. Stories of great kings. Justinian the Great. Charlemagne.

My grandfather Ivan was 'the Great' too.

How will I be remembered?

Ivan the Insignificant.

Ivan the Cursed. Ivan the Wretched. Ivan...

In the summer of 7055, the Faithful Saint Tsar

and Grand Prince of All Russia Ivan Vasilyevich purposed to marry.

I don't understand, Sire.

Should I write it down? The summer of 7055...

Don't you see? Don't you see that everything is over?

The Khan will come and defeat us in less than a month.

He'll turn my entire kingdom to ashes and dust.

I have to explain why.

For posterity.

God willing, they'll understand. God willing.

Have you heard me?

In the summer of 7055 ...

The Faithful Saint Tsar and Grand Prince of All Russia

Ivan Vasilyevich purposed to marry.

So, he's chosen a bride.

A bride is coming. A bride is coming.

A bride is coming! A bride is coming!

The Obolenskys!

Let them in.

The Zakharyinys.

The Zakharievys.

The Zakharyinys! Let them in.

Fyodor. Come on in.

Sir Obolensky's daughter.

She's beautiful.

Look at her dress!

Here it is.

Luka.

Who is that?

Romanova.

Who?

They are related to the Zakharyinys.

Oh! I haven’t heard of them for quite some time.

If they ask why mother hasn't come, don’t tell them she is ill.

They might think you are as sickly as her.

Danila, it’s all in vain.

Not at all. You have what it takes.

What a pretty girl. Give your father my regards.

When we got the letter, we did not hide the maiden.

As ordered, brought her straight away to Kremlin.

Stop blubbering.

Tell us the maiden’s name.

Her name is Anastasiya.

Anastasiya Zakharyina-Yurieva.

Is this the daughter of the late voivode Zakharyin?

I remember him. I remember your father.

May his soul rest in peace.

He was low-born.

We must examine the girl.

Leave.

Disrobe her.

What?

What are you frightened off?

If you don't like it, leave.

Undress her. Undress her.

Yefrosinya Andrevna.

You're the most competent in these matters.

She has a birthmark on the left thigh. What does it mean?

That she'll procreate.

I heard otherwise.

They lied to you, Mother. They lied.

How are things with childbearing in your family?

Do your brothers and sisters have many children?

Three or four in a family. Rarely less.

So there are fewer sometimes.

Who is born more often? Boys or girls?

Almost equally.

I think I have one niece more.

So there are more girls after all.

And you're going to give birth to girls only?

Turn around. Turn around, turn around.

Well.

The girl is healthy and beautiful.

But her family is low-born.

The Tsar told me to show her to him.

Well, show her to the Tsar then.

Let him personally turn her down.

Lyudamila of the Baryatinskys.

Marfa of the Trubetskiyes.

Voivode Vorotynsky's Elena.

Anna Koshky of the Big Sheremetyevys.

Svyatoslava of the Mstislavsky Princes.

Mariya of the Kurakins.

Anastasiya of the Zakharyinys.

You low-born wretch.

Elena of the Rostovsky Princes.

He's handed each a handkerchief, but I didn't get one.

I am so ashamed.

You were left without a handkerchief, you said?

Then there will be many more of them.

Many more. Many more.

He's chosen you. Mother Tsarina.

We should have bride shows more often.

It wasn't invented by me nor for entertainment.

These are the customs from the Greek Kingdom.

Tsarina from the Zacharyinys, it's ludicrous.

She is not worthy of me, much less of the Tsar.

Her place is in the haystack with the raised skirt.

Why marry her?

Your Majesty, I ... I didn't mean that.

Cut out his tongue. You do it!

Now!

Aaah!

Come in.

Bless me, Your Grace.

You must have heard of my betrothed by now.

Many are displeased.

There always will be discontent. Why worry about it?

The purpose of holding royal title lies not in words but in deeds.

If you prove your merit by your deeds, no one will dare doubt your decisions.

Good words.

Wise.

I appreciate your calling them wise.

I heard of your new book. Why haven’t you told me?

You of my passion.

It will be a gift for your wedding.

Oh, I guess the gift is here. Come in.

Father, the scribe made a mistake there.

He writes that there were six Roman kings for some reason.

How did you know it was a mistake?

Titus Livius wrote that there were seven kings.

And each one of them was described in detail.

There can’t be six of them.

Have you read Titus Livius too?

Aleksey Adashev.

I know his family from Novgorod.

They are worthy people.

Are you versed in Greek?

Mlada! Take it out of the house, let it breathe.

How many mushrooms should go there?

Don't overcook the meat!

Mlada!

Get the chickens off the road! They'll get trampled.

I'll trade you the bread for your fish.

My God. So you have arrived.

Why did they assign you to the Tsarina?

It was only yesterday.

I was afraid to talk.

Your fear is misplaced, Mlada.

You should be more afraid of the Duchess.

Remember what will happen if you disobey her?

I do.

I will not disobey her. I’ll convey everything I hear.

Ulyana.

Where were you? Look after our things.

Get a barrel of apples from the ice cellar.

Stop tossing them around.

Be careful. Or you’ll get whipped.

Mother, how shiny your hair is. Pure silk.

Why so scared?

You think I came to you with malice.

Do you even know who I am?

No.

Glinskaya.

Our Tsar's Grandmother.

You were scared of me then, right?

No.

Stop lying. You were scared.

But I'm only hard on strangers.

You're not a stranger to us now.

Thank you, Mother.

Have you heard anything about your betrothed?

I have.

Rumors.

Rumors are weeds.

It’s true that the young Tsar has a hot temper.

It's also true that he can be too cruel sometimes.

But everything he does is fair.

My God. Why are you so jumpy?

You'll hear worse things around here.

A child.

You're just a child.

You must've been told what spouses do on their wedding night.

Looks like I'll have to tell you.

- I'm ashamed, Mother. - Don't be, dear.

When a young wife removes her clothes

she must also remove her shame.

All hail the Tsar and Tsarina!

All hail!

At the wedding feast, angels stand unseen blessing the couple

for a happy life full of love and children.

Long live the Tsar and Tsarina!

Long may they live! Long may they live!

Long may they live! All hail the Tsar! All hail the Tsar!

It’s a wonder Ivan Petrovich,

your tongue didn’t dry out when you called this wolf pup the Tsar.

It has, Prince, it has.

Yeah, right. The Tsar. Such a mockery.

The Prince of Moscow. Nothing more. And even that.

It’s all Metropolitan’s doing.

He wants Moscow to stand above the rest of Russia.

The Tsar?

As if Moscow is somehow better than Chernihov or something.

I just remembered his childhood under the the Shuisky brothers

that's when we had to tame him.

Quiet!

The Staritskys.

Fair day, my brother.

I wish you long life and happiness. All hail the Tsar!

All hail the Tsar! All hail the Tsar! All hail the Tsar! Long may he live!

A gift to the great Tsar from the Sultan.

He who thinks pearls are riches does not know true riches.

Since I was a little boy I had one precious thing.

My father's rosary beads.

With my father’s passing, all his wealth was plundered.

Even this trifle thing.

You can't hide from us.

Look at you! You found his father's rosary.

- Vasili always had it with him. - Give me ... that.

Give it back!

Get out of here.

People shouted at me, now they whisper behind my back.

You can't hear it. But you can feel it.

His grandfather rose to power thanks to brewery money.

After he had put royal pubs along the Moscow River.

This one's not even smart enough to run a pub.

Dear guests, are you happy at my feast?

Or maybe you wanted something else?

Prince Repnin?

Are you enjoying my wedding?

Why not?

I am, Sire. I am.

Well, if you do then get up and dance.

Entertain your Tsar.

If you refuse to dance at the wedding, you’ll dance in the dungeon.

Ivan Vasilyevich, what made you angry?

Every heart here is filled with great joy for you and your spouse.

That's right.

Is it becoming of a Prince to dance with jesters?

If want to, it’s in your power to punish him, Majesty.

As you wish. But tell us what caused your wrath?

How is it possible without a trial?

Why are you silent?

Help yourselves, dear guests.

I could send for them this moment.

Why have I kept quiet?

I beg your Majesty, calm down.

Calm down?

Don't you know that they all are like vipers?

I don't understand. Can you explain?

How can I explain it to you.

I am your wife.

You are.

The poet Homer taught:

Don't be too trusting with your wife.

He didn’t love her at all.

Or maybe she wasn’t smart.

You don’t know anything.

The boyars, both the Shuiskys and the Repnins.

They're of the same breed.

They've hated me since I was a kid.

And they poisoned my mother.

I know that.

I wanted to stay close to my mother.

But my nannies led me away. You should not be seeing this.

I went to the refectory and the Shuiskys were sitting there

gorging on meat.

I remember one of them said, 'Has the Tsarina died yet?'

And the other answered, 'When she does, we'll know.'

Her pup will howl and wail.

They poisoned her.

He wanted me to dance, fancy that!

I should've cut him with my saber.

- And who would've judged me? - Nobody.

He wanted to humiliate me.

He humiliated us earlier when he chose a lowborn girl

instead of a boyar's daughter.

- If he didn't like my daughter... - Right.

It would've been better if he chose a foreigner.

Like his grandfather did.

Would‘ve cause less shame.

They say that the daughter-in-law got chummy with the Tsar's granny.

We used to bow to the Glinskiys, and now we’ll kneel before the Zakharyinys.

This will never be!

'This will never be!'

How much longer will you put up with it?

Until you all dance to the Tsar's tune. Or until your beards burn?

Well, what can we do? What do we do? Speak!

What can we do?

Turn everyone against the Tsar's family.

They don't like Grandma Glinskaya anyway. Be done with her.

And then with the grandson.

Teach people how to hate.

They'll learn the rest themselves.

We just need the right opportunity.

Then we'll strike.

But shhh.

We need to do this so that no one knows where the blow came from.

Where were your eyes? How did you let them go?

They jumped off the cart and ran away. We were afraid to interfere.

Go find them! They should not be left unsupervised.

Go find them! Giddy-up!

Well, that's enough.

We've had some fun; we should get back.

Why are you whispering then? Huh?

You act childish.

Is it childish? Did we run away to play games?

What else for?

I can't take it. We're never alone.

I can’t even kiss you. I can't wait.

Majesty!

They're coming! Hide.

Lay down.

And there was peace in the Tsar's family

for his wife turned out to be good and virtuous in all things.

June 21, Tuesday, the 3rd week of the Apostles Fast.

The Church of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross caught fire.

A great storm rose up,

and the fire flashed like lightning all over Moscow.

It left people with nothing but tears and grief.

But what's trouble for ones is an opportunity for others.

Just point out the culprit,

and the anger in people's minds will light up faster than fire.

It is a curse!

The tsar's family is to blame! This is grandma Glinskaya's witchcraft!

Grandma Glinskaya is a sorceress! The fire started because of Glinskaya!

She's a witch! It's the Glinskiyes' fault!

It was a curse of the tsar's grandma!

Everybody knows that! Everybody! Everybody!

Give us Glisnkaya! Give her up! She's a witch! A witch!

We can't hold them back, brothers!

They'll crush us! Shoot them!

Shoot!

Put the witch on a spike! Execute the witch!

The Metropolitan barely escaped. TITLE: VOROBIOVO

They rushed in like beasts. They tore it all down.

They were looking for Anna Stephanovna Glinskaya.

Now they're coming here.

We need to get the Tsarina out of here.

Take her to Rostov.

Ivan Vasilyevich, I don't want to leave you, please.

Don't even think about it.

Sire, we won't be able to get the Tsarina out in time.

The rioters are close, they're coming here.

How many armed men do we have?

Up to thirty harquebus. The mob is big but unarmed.

We can beat them.

Order to wake the men.

Vanya. But that's a terrible sin! We can't do it.

Can't we talk to them, to explain?

Are you out of your mind? Go. Explain.

Sire, please, give the order. They're close.

I'll go outside and meet the people. I'll speak to them.

Sire...

Did you hear me?

God-loving people, where is your reason?

Who are you rioting against?

Against your Tsar?

Give us the witch.

- Grandma Glinskaya. - She started the fire.

Quiet!

The fire is a terrible misfortune, but is it anyone's fault?

It's the Glinskys' fault.

She's not here.

Stop this madness.

Have you no fear of God?

Truly, I say to you that whosoever

lays a hand on the Tsar will burn in hell forever.

It will be torment that you can't even imagine.

You all will be consumed by the fires of Hell. Each one of you.

There will be darkness, and howling, and gnashing of teeth.

You didn't come here by yourselves.

You were led by demons. Demons.

He who has given himself up to demons has no salvation.

You will destroy your soul. Is that what you want?

Immediately disperse to your homes.

The culprits will be found.

They will be revealed.

God will point them out!

Find this priest and bring him to me. Tomorrow.

Yes, Sire.

What do you think of doing? How will you respond?

The riot. How will you respond to the riot?

There's nothing that needs to be done.

People dispersed and calmed down.

Calmed down?

You really believe that?

Did you not hear what they were shouting?

That I flew over Moscow on a broomstick.

And sprinkled houses with blood.

They... they'll bring you that broomstick tomorrow.

That's idiocy. That’s foolishness

Foolishness.

And foolishness usually leads to the greatest grief, Vanya.

Sit down, you.

I’ll have to join the convent after this.

I'll take my vows.

And with me gone they'll find a new witch.

Think about her.

If they rise again, how will you save her?

I'll find the way.

Let's go.

Be respectful and choose your words, Father Sylvester.

One wrong word, and you know what will happen to you.

Why are you comforting her?

Leave her be. Go. Get down to business.

I said that God would point out the one who's responsible for the fire.

So I came to tell you why the fire broke out in Moscow.

In order to reveal your sins and bring them into light.

What?

I know everything. Everything.

The anger in you is rising. Do you know the reason?

The Holy Book says, "Everyone who does evil hates the Light,

and does not come into the Light for fear -

that his deeds will be exposed. Because they're evil.'

What are you trying to scare me with, Priest?

I know the Scripture as well as you do.

I'm sure you do.

Then why don't you live according to it?

Remember the Apostle Paul.

There is no authority except that which God grants.

God has given you a great power.

What did you do with it?

You waste your time on feasts, hunting and buffoonery.

Who reigns instead of you?

The throne stands empty.

Why then do you call yourself a Tsar?

Aren't you afraid? Priest.

What should I be afraid of?

I came with God.

And I'm not telling you my own words.

I heard a voice. Loud and clear.

And he said that he would cast the Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich

into the fiery abyss until he repents his sins and subdues his pride.

God must be angry with me.

What does he want of me?

What shall I do, Father?

Do what has to be done.

Reign.

Since that summer, Sylvester and Adashev have become close to the Tsar.

He always listened to their advice.

They became his eyes and ears. And his conscience.

I let them come as close as I let no other.

And it turned out to be a mistake.

I learned to reign without them a long time ago.

Hey!

The year of 1543.

Hey!

Hey, Sire! Aaah!

Don't touch him!

Where is my guardian Shuysky now?

He's silent. Gone silent

It was comforting for me to see that blood and to hear his screams.

And most importantly, how everyone looked at me then.

They looked at me with fear. With fear and reverence.

So, describe everything like I told you.

Subtitling by Sergey Smirnov