All language subtitles for Torrents.Of.Spring.1989

(I "Torrents of Spring” by Chopin)

Ah!

(birds squawking)

(rings bell)

Hmm? (gasps)

Oh, yes. Monsieur Sanin.

I hope you'll enjoy your stay in Mainz.

Thank you.

(bell rings)

(woman shouting in Italian)

Help! Sir, please, come quickly.

Pantaleone! Pantaleone!

Why don't you come? My brother.

Please. Come. My brother.

(shouting in Italian)

- Pantaleone!
- (man shouts in Italian)

I don't know what happened.
We were trying to get my kitten

out of the tree and he was standing here
and then suddenly he fell down

and he never moved again.
Please, sir, can you help?

- He must be bled. It's a stroke.
- No, it is not a stroke.

Young men don't have strokes.
No, it is a fainting spell.

- Brushes.
- (Pantaleone) What?

- Do you have brushes?
- Brushes?

Si, si, spazzofe.
Go and get the brushes.

(in Italian)

Let's go.

- Oh!
- Look, I will help.

(brushing)

Emilio. Emilio...

- Emilio! Emilio, amore.
- (woman) Emilio!

What happened? Emilio, Emilio!

- Mama.
- What happened? Emilio.

(sobbing) Oh, oh! Oh, what happened?

We were trying to persuade the cat
to come down from the tree

and then suddenly he just fell down.

Fell down? Oh! Oh!

Mama, this kind gentlemen helped us.

- Emilio...
- Emilio!

Oh, my boy! Oh, God.

Is he going to be all right?

- Mama, this kind gentlemen...
- Shh.

- (cat cries)
- (murmuring)

(Mother sobs)

(bell rings)

- Mama, (continues in Italian)
- Si , Gemma, sf.

Lemonade.

There.

(footsteps approaching)

Monsieur...

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Oh, sir. You're not leaving, are you?
- Well, yes.

Oh, but you mustn't, you must stay
for dinner. You saved my son's life.

Oh, thank you, but I cannot.
My coach for Berlin leaves tonight.

At what time?

- At nine.
- Oh, we'll make it earlier. 6:00?

- Oh...
- Please.

- I accept.
- (Mama laughing) Oh!

- Thank you.
- At six.

Do you know,
when my husband was alive,

things were going well enough.

At first, the Germans were very reluctant
to eat Italian pastries, you see,

but Giovanni Baptista was an artist.

The Paganini of pastry.

Once the Germans had
tasted his mezzaluna ,

his nougat with pistachio nuts,
they could not resist.

Monsieur Sanin,
tell us something about you.

Well, I grew up in Tula.

I went to boarding school there.

(laughing)

- Tula?
- Yes, Tula.

I also own a small estate there
and 63 souls.

- Souls?
- Serfs.

- You mean you own people?
- Yes.

Oh, Gemma, Monsieur... what
Monsieur Sanin means is that...

No, it's quite all right.

Do you think it's proper
for one man to own another?

I have been thinking very seriously
about giving them their freedom.

This would be a wonderful idea.

- Please, forgive her. Forgive Gemma...
- No, it's...

You know, what I would really like

is to see the famous ice palace
in Petersburg.

- It melted.
- No! When?

(Gemma laughing) Mama!

The spring after it was built.

- Oh, really? It melted?
- (bell rings)

Oh, Pantaleone,
won't you close the shop?

(s melody)

(Sanin) Yes. And the right hand like this.

(I continues playing melody)

U' faster)

(T seats)

(Mama) Beautiful!

(s melody)

(stops playing)

(resumes playing)

(Emilio) Brava, Gemma, brava!

- What's wrong?
- I have missed my coach to Berlin.

- Are you a ruined man?
- Completely.

Oh.

(x elegy)

(bell)

- (dog whines)
- (speaks in Italian)

Monsieur Sanin.

Good morning.

May I accompany you?

- But... you don't have your hat.
- Do you mind?

No, but I am only off for an errand,
you see...

and... and...

Well, you-you have a chaperone.

Yes. In that case...

Yes.

' (blows)
' (gasps)

Are you always up so early?

- No. And you?
- No.

( Gemma) Shh .

(whispers indistinct)

- (whispers) Where is Emilio?
- (whispers) Upstairs.

(silence)

Shh!

(door opens)

(bell rings)

- (whispers) You go.
- Yes, but I don't know what to do.

- Yes.
- Yes, quarter of a pound of mint drops.

Right.

(muttering) Mint drops, mint drops...

- There. There.
- Right. Thanks.

Thanks.

- How much for...
- Three kreutzers.

(money clanks) Oops.

Thank you. Bye.

♪ Scenes long forgotten

♪ That springtime was here

♪ And now

♪ All those happy days are gone,

♪ AH gone forever

♪ Was it that brush

♪ Of spring torrents

♪ That took them away

♪ So now all those happy days are gone

♪ Gone away, all gone S'

I-I wonder if...

I wonder if these are the happiest days.

They could be.

If these were really
the happiest days of our lives,

then neither you nor me will ever be

so happy and...

peaceful, again...

then...

Will you join us for lunch?

Yes.

If you invite me.
And if you invite me for dinner,

I will stay for dinner, and if you invite me
for breakfast, I will stay for breakfast.

(knocking at door)

Yes?

- Two gentlemen to see you, sir.
- Well.

Monsieur Sanin!

- Emilio!
- Please, you must persuade Mother...

- Permit me to introduce myself.
- He doesn't want to.

Karl Klueber. Chief assistant
at Schiller's Silks and Woolen Cloth.

- (overlapping in Italian)
- (indistinct)

- Please?
- Engaged to Gemma Rosselli.

What did you say?

Chief assistant.

You're surprised I've reached
such a position at my age, eh?

- Impressive.
- Please, Monsieur Sanin.

I'll explain: I have principles.
Five, to be exact.

And they are: diligence, sobriety...

honesty... punctuality...

You must persuade Mother to let me go.

...and loyalty.

What? What are you saying?
What did you say about what? I don't...

In gratitude for the important service

you have rendered
to my future brother-in-law,

I have the honor of inviting you to
the Peace Day celebration in Soden.

Uh...

Please, Mr. Sanin?

Yes, these festivities
are good for the masses.

- They encourage diligence.
- Not to mention sobriety.

Yes. It's an ancient competition
between neighboring towns:

ours, Mainz, and Wiesbaden.

- Seven and a half.
- Seven and a half what?

Your hat size. Seven and a half!

Oh, yes. I believe it is, yes.

This morning, Herr Sanin was surprised
that at my relatively young age,

I'm employed as a chief assistant.

The tangible proof
that this is no accident (laughing)

is I can tell you exactly
what size shoes you are.

Karl, how much further is it?

Within a margin of error of,
let's say, two minutes...

Nine minutes to go.

( Oompah)

(men yell)

- Bravo!
- Thank you.

Karl, shall we now take a ride
in the balloon? Yes?

I would prefer to rest
with a glass of beer.

- Oh, Karl, please...
- May I...

...accompany Miss Rosselli
to the balloon?

Yes?

Certainly. You will find me
at the luncheon tables.

- Over there?
- Yes.

(mouths) Shh.

Touché!

(groans)

(man) Fencing trophy goes to
the team from Wiesbaden

for being so ably led by their captain,
Baron Von Doenhof.

Thank you.

So you won again, Baron.

You were not looking.
And after I dedicated the victory to you.

That's not true.

- Where is my husband?
- Allow me to show you the way.

Sir, we have no English mustard.

Jerk.

Victor Victorovich!

My favorite balloonist!

I thought you were tired.

If I am, Madame, I'm in heaven,
only you're an angel.

Yes?

I can't believe these German idiots
don't have any English mustard.

- Mustard?
- Yes.

Would you be so kind as to
send one of your... to get some?

Victor could fly to town.

With pleasure, but I have only enough
gas for my serious scientific flying.

Come now,
everybody knows you're a spy.

If they didn't know it before,
they will know it now, Madame.

Let me offer my lunette .

Who are those people?

I only know the girl.

She runs a patisserie in Mainz.

Bring me that rose.

I drink to the health of the most beautiful
pastry cook in the whole of Germany.

(laughing)

And as a reward, I claim this rose,

which has been touched by
her divine fingers.

This is not the place to remain.
We must leave immediately.

Sir. Your conduct just now, sir,

was insulting and unworthy
of the uniform you're wearing.

I've come to tell you
you're an ill-bred scoundrel.

- Are you related to that young woman?
- What I am does not concern you.

I'd be happy to settle this matter
in some other way. My card.

Sir, it's my duty to warn you
that Baron Von Doenhof

is the best shot in the regiment. You're
well-advised to take back your card.

- Never.
- I never killed a civilian before.

I shall not be your first.

Signore Pantaleone...

...if something should happen to me,

please, I left two letters

in my room at the hotel.

The one to be sent to Russia,
take to the post office.

The other one...

is for Signorina Gemma.

May I count on you?

Trust me.
You have all my gratitude forever

since you have chosen me
as your second.

Even in my present pitiful state,
you have detected honor in me.

(sniffing)

(blows nose)

This is them!

Coraggio!

(man) Gentlemen,
it is my duty to remind you

of the conditions agreed upon yesterday.

You will use pistols
at 20 paces distance.

Monsieur Sanin?

(Pantaleone) ...seven, eight, nine, ten,

11,12,13,14,15,16,

17, 18, 19, 20!

Now, Baron Von Doenhof.

Gentlemen, before you start,
I propose a reconciliation.

Baron Von Doenhof doesn't intend
to deny some degree of blame

on his part
for what happened yesterday,

and would be satisfied
with a mild apology.

- No apology.
- (Pantaleone) Good heavens!

Mild or otherwise.

Empress or eagle?

Eagle.

Eagle.

Baron Von Doenhof, are you prepared
to receive Monsieur Sanin's shot?

Yes, I am.

You may give the signal.

(Pantaleone) You... may... fire!

(gunshot)

Monsieur Sanin, are you now prepared
to receive Baron Von Doenhof's shot?

lam.

Give the signal.

You... You may... fire!

(gunshot)

Why did you fire in the air?

Why did you? Besides,
that is none of your business.

Shall we continue?

Please, gentlemen, adversaries in
a duel are not allowed to converse.

And do you intend to fire
your second shot in the air?

Perhaps. I don't know.

You...

You may...

fire!

I renounce my right to fire.

I, too, have no intention of
going on with this duel.

I am ready to admit
I was in the wrong yesterday.

Oh, Monsieur Sanin, there was
a lady here. She left a letter for you.

(footsteps approaching)

Oh! Monsieur Sanin!
Come in, come, please...

- What has happened?
- It's, well... Gemma's in the garden.

Come and sit here.

Do sit.

I know she will listen to you
because you risked your life for her.

Well, I will do what you wish.

But you must give me
your word of honor, Monsieur Dimitry,

you must do what I ask.

He's with her now.

There!

- May I sit?
- You may.

- Gemma...
- Yes?

Your mother said...

She feels to...

that to dismiss Herr Klueber

just because he did not
display an act of courage is...

Just because?

Yes, and-and that,

and that to break off your engagement,
generally speaking,

would be...

would be imprudent and...

since the state of the...

(sighs)

well, the depressed family business
imposes an obligation

on every member of the family.

Those are my mother's words.

What do you think, Monsieur Sanin?

Me?

My dear Gemma,

what I must do now is say goodbye.

If I had the chance to be with you
in the garden once again,

believe me,
my advice would be different.

- Gemma!
- Go! Go to the garden!

I love you!

I love you!

- Gemma...
- Shh.

I want to marry you.

I want to marry you.

- You have to go. You have to go.
- No!

- Please, please... My mother.
- I love you.

I love you.

Gemma, I want to marry you.

- Go!
- I know!

You have to go. Please.

(laughs) So it's true. He loves me.

He loves me.

Oh!

Mother, I trust my heart
as you once trusted yours.

(sobbing) It's not the same!

Why isn't it the same?
Mother, Dimitry is of noble blood.

- Is this true?
- Yes, it is.

What does that mean?
That my daughter would be nobility?

She would. Yes.

Does it mean that members of
her family will become nobility too?

Uh...

Well, do you have the means to, uh...

I will sell my estate.

I will sell my estate and I will invest
the money right here in Germany.

Oh, because you know,
Herr Klueber promised

to give us a small sum
to improve the shop.

And I will do the same.

Well, it is a mother's responsibility
to be practical.

- Vanya!
- Coming, sir. Coming.

- Vanya! Go!
- Yes, sir.

So I said, Frau Hoffman,
I'm not putting up with that.

Ippolit Sidorych.

- This is not possible.
- Anything is possible.

Ippo, Lippo.

- You've lost weight.
- If you say so.

Do not call me Ippo Lippo.

I see you are just as phlegmatic
as you were at school.

Why should I change?

I like myself.

(laughing)

Dimitry Pavlovich.
You, too, have not changed.

How do you mean?

Your head is still in the clouds.

- So it's love then?
- Of course.

So serious!

And this is why you plan
to sell your family estate?

Well, I...

I... I want to invest in a local enterprise...

Oh, enterprise.

- Tell me, where are we going?
- To Wiesbaden.

- There is...
- Ah, yes.

There is someone
that I want you to meet.

Someone who might be
interested in buying your estate.

That's wonderful. Who?

My wife.

- Is Maria Nikolayevna home?
- Yes, sir.

She just returned from lunch
with Princess Von Furstenberg.

Hmm.

(women overlapping)

Oh, that's lovely.

I didn't know we had a guest.

Dimitry Pavlovich Sanin.
A childhood friend.

Very happy to make your acquaintance.
Maria Nikolayevna.

Pleasure.

Did you have a nice nap
on the way from Mainz, dumpling?

No nap time. We chatted
like two crows the whole way.

You must be rather an amazing person,
Dimitry Pavlovich.

To keep on talking with him
for an entire hour?

- Did you buy everything?
- Everything and more.

Come show me. Come, come.

Dimitry Pavlovich...

Dimitry Pavlovich, go down
and tell the porter we're ready for tea

and that I won't be
receiving any visitors today.

I love giving orders!
You don't mind, do you?

- No, not at all.
- Good.

We shall be friends.

Uh, Madame Polozov
wishes not to be disturbed.

Also, have the tea brought up.

- Dimitry Sanin.
- Victor.

You are extraordinaire!

Your room key.

- Excuse me.
- You're expected, sir.

(Victor) I'm going to take you
for unforgettable ride, my ladies.

- You don't mind, do you?
- No, no. From such a fair hand, I...

Let's get down to business.

Well, to begin with, I'm willing
to sell my estate at a low price.

I would like to allow
my serfs their freedom.

You see, it is my belief
that the enslavement

of the many poor by the few...

Go on, go on.

Uh, by allowing my serfs
the chance to redeem themselves,

it will reduce the value
of my estate by half.

With that attitude, you could quickly
become one of the many poor yourself...

but I must say
I find your idealism fascinating.

You're quite an exceptional young man.

Draw up an inventory
of your beholdings, hmm?

- Mm-hmm.
- Then we shall go to the theater.

- The theater?
- And...

No, you see, I... forgive me,
but I rather thought that we would...

Dimitry Pavlovich, this seems
like a quite complicated affair.

I mean, I will need at least a day or two.

- A day or two?
- Yes.

Write your love a note
and I will have my valet deliver it.

If, of course, you need money
right away and you cannot wait,

I will be more than happy
to lend it to you.

We can settle up later.

I want to thank you, Maria Nikolayevna,
for your willingness to help

almost a complete stranger.

I shall wait the two days.

My dearest Gemma...

What a stroke of luck if I could
settle my business matters here...

- (knock at door)
- Yes?

May I see how you've been put up?

Hmm.

It could be better.

I should have checked it personally.

Flowers...

Did you look over the inventory?

- (knock at door)
- Yes, come in.

Wait till you see what I have for you.

No, uh, yes.
Go and put that in the bathroom.

I don't understand.
What are these things?

Understand?

There's nothing to understand.
I'm the one who's keeping you here

so I've got to take care of you,
you know?

(laughs)

"Gemma." What a pretty name.

Oh, I've looked at your papers,

and I believe that
the purchase of your estate

will be a very profitable business for me.

But we must hurry.
There's not much time.

Tonight we see the tragedy
of Don Giovanni.

Italian singers are wonderful.

We will laugh until we cry.
I will send for you.

(3 baroque)

- Champagne?
- No, thank you.

You should have shot him.

- It would have been unsportsman.
- Very practical.

Why is it that when a man knows that
woman, he becomes quite irrational?

I know she's here to take the waters.

The brightness,
you see, is not a sign of health.

- Does she know?
- She knows.

Mm, strawberries.

- You're not eating.
- No, I...

- Do you know the baron?
- Yes, I seem to see him everywhere.

(bell rings)

(I "Sinfonia" by Mozart)

- There he is again.
- This is unbearable.

Come with me.

- Are you trying to make him jealous?
- (laughing) Oh, no. Sit.

You don't have to worry about him.

I wasn't worried.

I can see that.

I don't suppose you would
ever fight a duel over me?

Well, it seems unlikely,
but a man who loved you might.

Oh, yes.

The servant is like the man
I thought was my father.

(T aria)

I was born into a family of serfs.

My real father was the owner of the land,
as far as we could see.

As he lay dying, he felt guilty.

So he finally recognized me
as his daughter.

I was his only child,
and I suddenly became very rich.

I was already 13.

So now I cannot
play the piano or draw, so...

what you see is who I am.

It is quite enough,
Maria Nikolayevna, believe me.

- Are you laughing at me?
- No, I wouldn't dream of it.

- Let us drink to freedom.
- Yes, yes.

- Freedom.
- Freedom.

(J singing continues)

I have a favorite saying:

- Cela ne tire pas à conséquence.
- Mm.

No one is going to
demand an account from me here.

On this earth.

When it comes time for them to
judge me there, I shall no longer be I.

I've never heard
a woman talk like that before.

Never?

Why do you think I'm talking like that?

Because I'm listening.

No.

Come, this is beautiful.

(J singing continues)

(murmuring)

I'm going for a ride tomorrow morning.

Would you like to come with me?

Don't argue.

Just say "agree."

I agree.

You said it with a sigh.

Am I a bad woman?

Sans un coeur, n'est-ce pas?

And why should I have
any ill feelings towards you?

Because I've been tormenting you.

- Still up in the clouds, Victor?
- Oh, Maria Nikolayevna.

From up there I can see everything.

- Dimitry.
- Victor.

Ah. I'm going to the Piazza San Marco.

Good luck, Victor.

♪ Now, all those happy days are gone

(laughs)

(gasps) My hat!

We are celebrating a wedding.

(recites incantation)

(continues reciting incantation)

- What is that?
- Magic.

Magic.

- Magic.
- (man) Yes.

(continues reciting incantation)

This is the love.

Here they are. Come.

Come. Come.

My son. His new wife.

(I traditional gypsy)

(I women singing)

Do you believe in love charms?

Let's go away together somewhere.

- Where?
- Anywhere, I don't care.

I will follow you to the ends of the earth.

I need to tell you something.

I told Ippolit to prepare
a surprise tonight and...

- I don't want to see Polozov.
- Please, Dimitry, listen to me.

But I don't want you to see him either.

How about Gemma?

You're going to see her, aren't you?

Yes.

No.

I don't... I don't know.

- But Dimitry, you're selling your estate.
- No, no, no.

Your duel, your marriage...

Do you really want to follow me
to the end of the earth, Dimitry?

We shall see.

(3 baroque)

Dimitry!

You look so surprised!
You didn't think I would come?

- What are you...
- You sent the carriage for me.

I sent the carriage. Maria Nikolayevna.

I did so much want to meet you
after all that Dimitry has told us.

This is my husband,
Prince Ippolit Sidorych Polozov.

Gemma...

- Rosselli, Madame.
- Rosselli.

She is even more beautiful
than you said, Dimitry.

Gemma, come.
Come and sit next to me.

To love.

To honor.

Vous aimez le canard orange?

- I don't speak French, Madame.
- Duck.

- She wants to know if you like duck.
- Yes, I do.

(laughs)

I admire your courage, Gemma.

Marrying a Russian.

We're known for our dark...

...dark and unpredictable souls.

I will have all my life
to become familiar with Dimitry's soul.

- Will you?
- Maria.

Do you want to make everyone
as unhappy as you are?

Dimitry.

- Have you finished your affairs?
- No, we have not.

Yes, we have.

The papers are in the library.

- It remains only for you to sign them.
- I would like to sign them now.

- If you insist.
- I insist.

As you please.

Would you care for a coffee or cognac?

- Why did you do this?
- What did I do?

You know very well what you did.

Yes, I invited her.
What's wrong about that?

- Call it feminine curiosity.
- No!

You did this deliberately to provoke me!

Calm down.

What's so extraordinary about inviting
the girl who's inspired your great love?

What is so extraordinary?!

What's so extraordinary?
After everything that's happened to us...

You talk about freedom,
but it's only freedom for yourself.

You destroy and you kill everything,
everything around you.

People only exist for you
for your pleasure and your amusement.

And you enjoy
the torture and the ridicule...

It is monstrous what you're doing!

Yes, I'm a monster.

I've been sent by the devil himself
to destroy your happiness with Gemma.

Poor Mr. Sanin.
So weak, he fell for a whore.

Forgive me. Forgive me.

Forgive me. Forgive me.

Forgive me.

- Forgive me?
- Yes.

Thank you, Madame.

Thank you. The dinner was wonderful.

So was the music,
but unfortunately I have to go now.

I'm in a hurry.

L-I was very happy
to make your acquaintance.

What a shame you have to leave.
I was delighted to meet you.

(carriage approaches)

I hope we shall see each other again.

Do something!

Go!

(shouting) Go after her!

(sobbing)

I would like to fall on my knees
before somebody.

I would love...

...to fall on my knees before somebody,

and say "I will follow you
to the end of the earth"...

...once.

Yes.

Forgive me.

Weak people never finish anything.

They always need someone
to finish things for them.

Well, it's finished now.

I will leave tomorrow for Venice.

Maria!

Maria!

La commedia è finita.

(narrator) Sanin never saw
Maria Nikolayevna again.

She died the same year.

He returned to Russia,
his life emptied of all meaning.

♪ And now,
all those happy days are gone

♪ Gone away, forever

After many years,
he received a letter from America,

where the Rosselli family
had long ago emigrated,

and Gemma had married.

She considered herself
very fortunate that she had met him,

since it prevented her
from marrying Karl Klueber,

and thus, indirectly, causing her
present happiness and prosperity.

Looking across life's ocean,
Sanin saw himself in a small boat,

staring down below at
hideous monsters like enormous fish.

These were life's hazards:

grief, madness, poverty, blindness.

Rising higher, one of the monsters
becomes so horribly disdained

that the next moment,
the boat will be overturned,

but it slowly sinks to the bottom,

where it waits, the appointed hour.