Original subtitles

SUPPORTED BY THE MINISTRY OF CULTURE OF THE RUSSIAN FEDERATION

RUSSIA 1

Gentlemen, the second figure is “Woman on the window”.

Yes! I am the champion!

There was no escapade, strike is clear. Your Majesty, it is your turn.

The excellent strike!

Aleksey Grigorievich!

Gentlemen.

Will you take me in your team?

Let me introduce you.

The great Knyazú - Aleksey Grigorievich.

- Your Majesty. - Your Majesty.

Andrey Kirillovich and Petr Kirillovich Razumovskies.

Your Majesty.

Let's go, Aleksey Grigorievich.

I will meet you with Inmates of our house.

Look, how is beautiful here!

Letús go to fishing this evening.

We will catch this one pike!

Did you see, Pavel Petrovich, he stared to maid of honor?

You stared! Hung out your tongue, the jaw dropped.

Iúve heard about her, she is a hot girl.

From whom you have heard?

From Gartenberg Jr.

- And what? - What, what... that!

She is a widow it is better.

Maybe will I run after her?

Do not dare, she is looked at you like at dead ant.

Sofya Stepanovna.

May I?

She doesnút look at you!

Yes!

Well, the great Knyaz...

Will you come to swimming with us? Or do you afraid the worm?

Near the river girls are washing, then they are tired, they are diving naked.

Letús hide ourselves and will pry!

If Sofya Stepanovna will dive, I would like to see.

Luka follows us, we canút run from him.

Last summer we swam with Petr where we wanted, because nobody need us.

And you is - heir to the throne, we canút go far.

Aleksey Grigorievich will be an heir to the throne.

- Both? - Well, interesting.

The summer is lost!

Your Majesty, donút jump!

Aleksey Grigorievich, you can only wet your legs.

I touched you!

Now I touched you!

The water is very good!

The crunch means the calcification between vertebras.

I fear the Migraine.

You need to drink the parsley juice with lemon.

Do not take the conversation away, George!

Take out the verdict about Pavel Petrovich.

The Masculine inclinations are very weak.

I can say with a high probability, that he wonút have a children.

What do you mean?

Iúm sorry for excessive categoricity Your majesty!

I fear to affirm, but I doubt about his possibilities.

Do you want to tell me that Romanovús dynasty will stop on Pavel Petrovich?

Donút stop to take the licorice root.

After the dinner you will take a dessert spoon of cod-liver-oil.

Please find out to Pavelús friends about his Inclinations.

They are too young. They will lie or will be shy.

So I will hire young maid of-honor.

- Do I need to choose the candidates? - Although

Maybe I have to find more experienced

Young and funny widow?

Oh, brothers, the water is very good!

The time is over. Please come out from the water.

Give us at least a quarter of an hour, Luka!

Put off your wet clothes and wipe dry!

Please, hurry up, gentlemen, after a quarter of an hour will be the lunch.

Very good!

What is it Aleksey Grigorievich?

Wow, mortar!

Gentlemen, it is not accepted to notice such things.

It is not accepted, than you have the thing with 3 inches.

Then more than 8 it is impossible donút notice.

You are lucky, Aleksey Grigorievich!

You are annoying! I donút understand why it is the luck?

Girls are not glad by my size.

They say, firstly grow up, and then come to us.

- Really? - Yes

George, Emperor Petr Fyodorovich couldnút have children, because he was ill.

Pavel Petrovich nothing is like him, drop a hint about it to Empress.

I even donút know which illness he had.

At least which part of the body was ill?

The Empress 7 years after wedding was a Virgin.

She is very beautiful now, than she was like an angel.

Iúm not Physician, but I can say to you

that Petr Fyodorovich had sick all parts of his soul and body.

Women hide their desires and didnút share with theirs intimate secrets.

You donút know the women, Pavel Petrovich!

They are always talking only about intimate things!

I know what I am talking about, one time a heard these talks, so I was so blushed!

I thought that all my life a will be red like from the frost!

Donút tell the blah!

First of all women appreciate the feelings and courtship.

And delicate quiet words.

Your Excellency, the servants of impostor were arrested in the Orenburg.

They came by villages with anonymous letters.

What did they show?

Not tortured yet.

Count Orlov is in talks with Synod members.

He promises to return lands and peasants to the monasteries.

It would be naive to trust him even a little bit.

He'll try to fool them anyway!

Her Majesty wishes to marry the father of her child with whom she has lived for ten years.

After all, Peter the Great married a commoner.

A sutler with no lineage.

All while having a wife!

Her Majesty marrying a descendant of Rurik seems less offensive to the autocracy.

I'll remind you that the Romanovs are the ruling dynasty.

The Orlovs are not the Rurikids. That's just another lie!

Betskoy patched up their genealogy.

They are now descendants of Rurik and Genghis Khan.

Between two evils it is not worth choosing.

Her Majesty is not Peter the Great!

She is just an ordinary weak woman.

She needs someone to rely on, so she has found herself support.

We have to give her credit, though. She was lucky and took the throne. Empress.

But as soon as she marries Count Orlov.

She becomes her husband's wife, mistress Orlova.

And will be immediately dethroned.

- Is that a suggestion? - A premonition.

There is a conspiracy.

I've been successful in keeping the conspirators at bay.

But she is in grave danger.

Many want her dead, not just dethroned.

- Those are some terrible words. - I know.

So convince her to reconsider and save her.

The wedding is out of the question.

The only heir to the throne is Pavel Petrovich.

Great-grandson of Peter the Great, and not some bastard.

Future emperor!

Pavel Petrovich!

Move...

Have mercy, brothers.

Who are you?

We are looking for the killer of a Pole from the royal escort.

Four people have already confessed, but none named the murder weapon correctly.

This one missed as well.

The Pole was strangled with a belt.

But this one says he always kills with an axe.

Spare me, brothers, spare me don't hurt me.

I'll tell you everything, just don't torture me.

Out true Tsar, Pyotr Fyodorovich, will soon capture the Urals and lower Volga,

and head for Moscow.

What does your emperor look like?

He kills with a fist, chops his enemies with two sabers.

Thick black beard thick enough to hold a spoon in place.

Find him for me, Savely.

I've told you everything, I swear!

Brand him.

The heir's father is not emperor Pyotr Fyodorovich, but an Italian jester.

The child died at two and was replaced with a servant's baby.

Where have you got this rumor?

Your Majesty, I am reading a full list of provinces...

Specify.

Tobolsk, Your Majesty.

Go on.

In Orenburg there is a new impostor, Peter III.

Some citizens and lower rank garrison soldiers have recognized him as the emperor.

The revolt has been suppressed.

Bring the rebels to St. Petersburg and write a report.

Arkhangelsk, in a tavern.

An impostor called himself the “Duke of Braunschweig, Anton Ulrich”.

That's a first. That's never happened before.

Was he interrogated?

Yes, he did not survive the torture.

As expected.

Arkhangelsk. It's close to Kholmogory.

That duke is nobody, but his children are a threat.

- Why? - The Romanovs.

Yes, of course.

How long have they been imprisoned?

27 years, if we talk about the eldest. Two were born in Kholmogory.

Anton Ulrich is sick, he won't last long.

It was different under Elizaveta Petrovna rumors were spread on purpose.

They said that Tsarevich Ioann Antonych was living in a secret palace

among birds of paradise and beautiful maidens.

Sleeping on an ivory bed,

eating and drinking from silver and golden tableware,

and having his every whim satisfied.

People believed. There were no impostors.

Spread the rumor that Pyotr Fyodorovich is alive and has gone to Brandenburg.

That he is spending 100,000 gold each week.

That Anton Ulrich is thriving with his family in Denmark.

I doubt that will work, Your Majesty.

I has worked before.

- People have gotten smarter. - How come?

Life has become worse. Poverty is a great teacher.

I am asking the Holy Synod to approve my decision.

You've been told all the reasons and causes, as demanded by the law.

We oppose the wedding, Your Majesty.

We realize our responsibility and will not be moved.

If we make a mistake, Russia will head back into troubled times.

New impostors new False Dmitrys will appear to terrorize and rampage.

Russia went through troubled times a century and a half ago.

Why bring it up?

How can we not bring it up, Your Majesty?!

You wish to act on a whim not realizing how much weaker it would make you.

Your authority is of divine nature.

God himself rules Russia through his anointed Orthodox tsar.

Your life should be devoted not to earthly weaknesses but to eternal values.

It is in my power to deprive the Church of its property.

And have no doubt that I will do it.

You are promising the Babylonian captivity.

We are not scared.

The Holy Synod acts on your behalf.

We are obliged to obey your orders.

So we will submit.

Call the Senate together arrange the Assembly of the Land.

Announce that the Romanov dynasty has ended.

We will not blame you but do not expect us to approve.

Come

Russia is not going back to trouble times!

We've had enough revolutions!

It's time we aim for peace and create something good!

Your Majesty.

All this hatred of monasteries comes from secret Lutheranism.

Ambassador of the Russian Empire, His Excellency Count Obreskov!

The Great Sultan.

I am worried about the health of Her Excellency, Empress Ekaterina.

Tell me about it first.

Her Majesty is in good health.

Has the Empress been spared by the illness sent by the Almighty?

The Black Death does not threaten the Empress or Russia.

Her Majesty got vaccinated, setting an example for her subjects.

Including your humble servant.

I thought something bad might have happened.

Her Majesty sent you a gift.

If she was impressed with my gifts.

She would not have sent a sabre without a jeweled hilt and even without a sheath.

Her Majesty liked your gifts,

but she could not accept them and she told you the reason.

This is no ordinary sabre. It be longer to one of your officers.

He came to our land with this sabre, and he died holding it in his hand.

Did I hear you right?

She refused my gifts?

Yes. You didn't know?

Master, the Russian Chancellor assured me that your gifts had been accepted.

Empress Ekaterina does not have a chancellor, only advisors.

- Which one of them? - Count Panin took the gifts.

He promised to pass them on two blades, old Damascus steel.

Not like that.

This sabre belonged to my son, Bey Iskander.

With this gift Empress Ekaterina is telling you that she does not want a war or trophies.

- She does not need a Turkish sabre. - That woman!

A trophy belongs to the winner.

It is a symbol of victory valor, luck, and a sweet memory of dead enemies!

Empress Ekaterina does not want to be enemies she desires friendship.

Friendship... with whom?

All of us?

Do not answer, I'll try to guess.

With my chief vizier?

Do you want to be friends with the Russian Empress?

That depends on the Sultan's wisdom.

I have no desires of my own.

- Do you want to die? - No.

And I want you to die.

On your knees!

- I am an ambassador of a great empire. - You will die.

You are right I cannot kill an ambassador.

You will rot in the dungeon until you kneel.

Master, please, not with my son's sabre.

I hope to meet him in the Blessed Gardens, smile at him, hug him...

Empress Ekaterina is alive. War it is, then.

Yes, master.

We will strike from Wallachia and Crimea.

We will target Poltava, Kiev, Taganrog, Azov, and Astrakhan.

Three hundred years ago we captured Constantinople.

And we will capture Moscow. And Kiev. And we will stay there forever.

What can the Russians throw at us?

They will spare no more than a hundred thousand warriors.

The Russian fleet is in the Baltic Sea.

Their ships are old the wood is rotten, everything is damaged by frosts and ice.

Can the Russian fleet circle Europe and come to the Gibraltar?

No, by no means.

When will you declare war, master?

We will not trouble ourselves.

The traitors are dead.

The Russians will not learn about the death of their embassy any time soon.

I will go to Wallachia immediately and prepare for the great campaign.

Your Majesty, a cipher from Constantinople.

Ambassador Obreskov has been tortured and imprisoned in the Yedikule Fortress.

The rest are dead. Chief vizier has been executed.

What about college Junkers, honor guard officers, embassy nobles?

All of them.

Oh my God.

I did all I could to prevent war. But it broke out.

And the timing is the most inappropriate for Russia.

Poor harvest, empty treasury, riots, impostors.

- No war has been declared. - But it will be in the next few days.

We must strike ahead of the Sultan.

Those murders are a casus belli for an ultimatum.

- What will we demand? - To free Count Obreskov.

Then contributions.

If they refuse, we will publicize a manifesto.

The Seven Years' War started without any manifestos or notifications.

And it involved 27 countries and colonies!

The capture of an ambassador, murders those are foolish things.

We don't know the reasons, but this, this is agitation.

I accept your version, but I do not share it.

At any rate, we have two to three months. And we must use them.

The fleet is in the Baltic Sea, while the war is in the south.

Our main powers are at the borders with Finland, Poland, in Caucasus and Siberia.

Gentlemen, we've been talking about war, but we are not ready for it.

If war breaks out before autumn.

It won't, and we have to bring our troops into Poland right away.

That's the first sensible suggestion, gentlemen!

I am putting together a Military Council

Grigory Grigoryevich. Think about how we can pacify Poland

and plan our winter campaign for the Azov-Taganrog-Poltava line.

hat plans are you talking about when we don't even have an alliance with Prussia?

You are absolutely right, Nikita Ivanovich, we have a lot to do.

Let's not waste time.

Start with Russia.

Sultan Mustafa arrested the Russian ambassador,

other members of the mission were executed.

Any predictions, Michael?

Sultan Mustafa acted in response to Russia's aggression.

That is what Europe thinks.

There is a Black Death epidemic in the Ottoman Empire.

Russia's actions were considered to be an inexcusable treachery.

And by aggression you mean that skirmish with bandits on the southern borders?

Or did something else happen?

Yes, there was an insult. Empress Ekaterina refused the Sultan's gifts.

I would have rejected them myself.

However, I am more far-sighted than Empress Ekaterina.

I forbade the Turks to cross the borders of Prussia under any pretext.

We don't want them spreading the infection all over Europe.

That was a wise and timely ban, Your Royal Majesty!

Ekaterina refused the Turks' gifts,

because she is unhappy with raids on the southern borders.

Let's not confuse the cause with effect.

It's not all peace and quiet on Russia's southern borders.

People are killed or taken to slavery.

They will soon have no southern borders only the northern ones will remain.

The Turks will head for Moscow.

Let's not interfere with them.

Your Majesty.

There are killings and a new impostor in the Kharkov province.

A conspiracy is brewing in Moscow.

- What should I start with, Your Majesty? - Well, Stepan Ivanovich.

- Who benefits from this conspiracy? - Alexei and Pyotr.

The sons of Duke Anton Ulrich.

Have the conspirators taken any actions?

They tore your portrait off the Triumphal Gate and that's currently all.

The revolt will begin with the release of prisoners.

Then rebel officers will arrange an honor guard and an escort to the Kremlin.

The name of the new Tsar will be declared on the Red Square.

Who are they?

Two dozen Moscow families.

They hope to find support in St. Petersburg, Kiev, Smolensk, and Nizhny Novgorod.

Their first edict will be to transfer the capital from St. Petersburg to Moscow.

Peter the Great will no longer be called the Great.

All the glory will be given to his brother, Ivan.

The title Emperor will be strictly forbidden.

The Tsar and his family will live in the Moscow Kremlin.

Is Count Panin taking part in this?

Not this time, Your Majesty.

Count Panin is from the Prussian party, and the conspirators are from Russia.

Who is more dangerous?

I believe we should use their disagreements.

Count Panin wants to become a Chancellor.

Maybe we should...

- Promote him a little... - Exactly, Your Majesty.

- Your Majesty. - Where is Anna Ioanovna's will?

- In the archives... - Bring it to me...

Yes, Your Majesty.

The Danish Queen is a sister of Anton Ulrich.

But she does not remember either her brother or her nephews.

- What happens if they die? - The queen won't find out.

You can't hide death, rumors may reach her.

Nevertheless, it is dangerous to leave them alive.

According to Anna Ioanovna's will they have more claims to the throne

than Elizaveta Petrovna and Pyotr Fyodorovich.

That means more claims than Pavel Petrovich!

Anna Ioanovna died thirty years ago.

Elizaveta Petrovna's will was destroyed, while Pyotr Fyodorovich did not leave a will.

Anna Ioanovna's will is the only one...

Then you go, Your Majesty.

- Leave us. - Of course.

Look.

Anton Ulrich's children are listed here.

Your Majesty, let Anton Ulrich go to Denmark.

Before the war we need to gain Denmark's support.

Our fleet needs a safe passage from the Baltic Sea to the North Sea,

and from there to the Mediterranean.

We won't be able to achieve it without Denmark or Sweden.

While the duke is here, Denmark won't be an ally.

He poses no danger and does not have any royal blood in him.

What makes me different from the duke?

Well, for one, he did not become an emperor.

He is a weak man.

He was a field marshal, but was afraid to raise the troops.

One decisive order and he would have saved himself and his family.

We will let the duke go.

As for his children, let him think they are alive.

Let him send them gifts and write those letters.

We'll put look-alike people in prison replace all the guards.

Should there be an attempt to break them free, we will find the conspirators and...

We should also take samples of handwriting, arrange correspondence between them.

And send him portraits from time to time.

- That would be good. - Think the details through.

Me and Grigory Grigoryevich will go to Kholmogory and convince Anton Ulrich to go.

This trip must be kept secret.

No meetings or farewells no announcements, no records in public diaries.

And strict censorship for the newspapers.

- Your Majesty. - Where is he?

Billiards, hot punch.

He did not write a note.

Asked me to use my eloquence and charm to convince you not to be angry and forgive him.

Is he with other women?

No, of course not, I would have told you.

He's just tired and a bit gloomy.

I'm going to Kholmogory with Pavel.

Grigory Grigorievich will take care of the fleet.

As you say, one should enjoy...

- Loneliness. - Loneliness...

You should get ready as well.

Gladly, Your Majesty.

I have a request for you.

Pavel Petrovich has weak health.

Nothing to be done with that.

But I need to know if he can have children.

I am not sure.

You must conceive a child with Pavel.

Charm him.

And give birth?

Who do you think you are?

If you get pregnant, we'll start picking him a bride. If not...

I will marry Grigory Grigorievich and give him a normal heir.

But you have another son.

You've seen him.

- Are you well? - I am.

Have Rogerson check you out.

Your Majesty, you ordered mister Sheshkovsky to find Saltykov's relatives.

We've found two.

Nikolai Ivanovich, lieutenant-general and Daria Nikolaevna, a landlady.

A landlady?

That's who will plant American vegetables for us.

Sergei Vasilyevich was close with my late husband and often visited us.

His only son Pavel...

He wanted to have children, but it was not to be.

His wife would not have minded but he constantly bullied her,

told her she could not have children, and talked to her about his son.

Please excuse me.

I have no right to discuss it.

Count Saltykov thought it was his son?

Go ahead, speak.

He followed his progress.

Had his portrait.

We are talking about the heir to the throne, Pavel Petrovich, right?

Your Majesty.

Those are mere speculations of Sergei Vasilyevich.

They are of no interest to me.

Where is Count Saltykov, in Bavaria?

Not quite, Your Majesty.

He's on his way.

He should arrive in about ten days, everything is ready.

Ready for what?

For the funeral.

- Oh my God. - Your Majesty, you did not know.

You were not told.

Why should I have been told? Who was I to him?

You are the Empress, and the mother of all your subjects.

Oh God...

Where are they going to bury him?

At Daria Nikolaevna's in Troitskoe, this is a family estate.

Daria Nikolaevna are you managing the estate by yourself?

All by myself.

You cant's entrust such things to someone else they would rip you off.

Someone has to look out for the men as well.

Then I have a task for you, an important one.

You need to plant American vegetables.

Can you do it?

Well, if you can grow them, so can I.

We're awaiting half of the harvest by autumn.

That's a cultivation guide.

Everything will be fine.

Thank you.

The seeds will be delivered to you soon.

My first lover has died.

And the probable father of your son...

I fell in love with you at first sight.

The moment you came out of the sleigh tired and cold and yet.

Your eyes were still gleaming with wonder.

- That village had a funny name... - Chernitsa.

Do you remember?

You thought I was your betrothed

I wish it were so

I truly wish.

Do you feel anything at all?

He's dead.

He lived his life and I have lived mine.

His marriage was unhappy they had no children.

What is his legacy? This pendant?

Before I got married, I had a lover as well.

Your Majesty this is from His Excellency.

My love, I am feeling unwell, please let me rest tonight.

Should I let him?

Your Majesty.

Is he at his place or is he resting somewhere... else?

His Excellency has dressed for a night out.

What about tomorrow, will he go out?

He didn't tell, Your Majesty.

Find out where he's gone.

I just want to know if I have a companion for the morning.

- I think. - I may know where he is...

- I'll check it out! - I've changed my mind...

I don't care where Grigory Grigorievich is, who he is visiting and why.

Rumors are a waste of time.

I just need to rest.

Yes, Your Majesty.

My handwriting may seem a bit force full.

But, believe me, our meeting will make me absolutely happy.

Your dear friend. Esteemed friend.

Her majesty?

Your esteemed friend.

With great respect, Ekaterina.

Yours truly.

With sincere sympathy, Ekaterina.

Yours truly.

Your Majesty.

Agniya, go to lieutenant Potemkin and don't come back without an answer.

Your Majesty.

Alexei Grigoryevich, are you hurt?

Try again, you'll succeed this time.

Thank you, Grigory Alexandrovich.

You are always with the Orlovs in the time of need.

This is my duty...

Just duty?

Ekaterina Alexeevna...

Here I am, with you, yet.

I am already looking forward to our next meeting.

Write me when you're tired of waiting.

- Your Excellency. - Look me in the eyes.

Do you know what gratitude is?

Gratitude means being grateful for all the good done for you.

You do not know that feeling. But I do.

That is why you are still smiling and breathing freely.

Let me pass.

Submit a resignation and leave.

I won't.

...hold him, don't let him pass.

Pavel Petrovich, run away.

Wait, hold him, there, I'm here...

Pavel Petrovich.

Playing saw, gentlemen?

Sofya Stepanovna, good day!

My brother wanted to meet you for a long time.

Allow me to introduce...

Petka, your father is back.

Your Highness.

You're all humped like gorillas at a pond.

Straighten up! Eyes front!

Hair uncut, wax in your ears.

- Andrei Kirillovich! - Yes!

For your disorderliness and foolishness, you are assigned to the fleet!

They will teach you some discipline.

Pyotr Kirillovich!

Yes!

For your clumsiness and absent-mindedness, you are assigned to the infantry!

They will teach you to turn fast and make you stop day-dreaming.

War is in the air, lieutenants.

Stop goofing off, it is time to serve your country.

What about the summer, father?

The summer is over, as is childhood.

Forward, march!

Your Highness

Pavel Petrovich, Her Majesty wanted to see you.

- We are leaving right now. - Leaving where?

Her Majesty will explain everything.

Cold and wet, and they call it summer.

Pavel Petrovich.

Do you want some wine?

To pass the time and, maybe find something to talk about.

Why are you looking at me like that, Sofya Stepanovna?

Excuse me...

I got lost in thought.

Sometimes you think of something and forget that you're looking at...

Someone.

Not intentionally, then.

A person does not understand why they.

For you Sofya Stepanovna.

For you!