All language subtitles for War.and.Peace.1972.S01E16.EN

Is that you Tim Hockney?

Yes Prince.

Where are we?

About 14 miles outside of Moscow.

Moscow?

It's been abandoned.

The French are there.

How's the wound?

Mine's all right sir.

How are you?

I keep thinking I'm dreaming.

It happened at Borodino about ten days
ago.

Oh yes, Borodino I remember.

Is there something to drink?

We've got some tea.

French and tea over.

Borodino, what happened?

It's pretty bad.

Thousands died.

We were lucky.

Did we leave the field to the French?

Not really.

We fought each other to a standstill then.

We drew back to the other side of Moscow.

Neither side won then?

No.

Except the French expected to win.

So that was a defeat really.

Get up.

That'll do.

I keep waking and dreaming.

I remember a lot of men groaning and
screaming.

That was the hospital tent where they took
us.

Oh yes.

That's just coming back to me now.

I remember lying next to a man who lost
both his legs.

I knew that man.

Who was it?

I don't know Prince.

I knew he was involved in some way in my
life.

I think you should get some sleep now.

You came back with the wounded into
Moscow.

We were lucky again.

Some people gave up their carts so the
wounded could be taken out of the city.

We're traveling with them.

Where are we?

A little place called Troitska.

Are we moving again?

Not for a few days.

Unless the French advance out of Moscow,
which isn't likely.

I think.

..

Am I dying?

Yes, I'm already half dead.

What of it?

So much the better.

Who was that man?

I knew him in the hospital tent.

I knew... Ah yes, Kuragen, of course.

My God, I remember now.

What was it I felt?

Not hate, but pity.

Pity and love for the man who was my
enemy.

Yes, the love that God preached on earth.

That Maria tried to teach me and I could
never understand.

To love one's neighbors, to love one's
enemies, to love everything.

That's why I knew such joy when I felt
that I loved that man.

Human love may turn to hatred,
but divine love cannot change nothing.

Not even death can destroy it.

It is the very nature of the soul.

Yet how many people have I hated in my
life?

Of them all, none did I love and hate as
much as Natasha.

And yet mine was a greater cruelty
rejecting her.

How she must have suffered.

If I could see her now, just to tell her.

Where on earth are they going to,
all these troops?

They're taking up positions to the south
of Moscow.

That's where all the supplies are.

It'll make it harder for Napoleon to
revitalize his army.

Where on earth did he find all that?

Before he left he explained the whole
movement.

Apparently it's a very dangerous maneuver
to reposition so close to the enemy.

But that's what we're doing.

He never tells me anything.

I do hope he's all right.

Of course he's all right.

I feel quite rested in my mind now that
he's in Bazuhov's regiment.

Dear Pierre, what can he be doing in
Moscow?

Leaving it, if he's got any sense.

Could be warm enough in that nightgown.

Yes, yes, I think so.

Where are the girls?

Why don't they come to bed?

Oh, stop fretting, Ilya.

If they want to sit outside, they may as
well.

I don't suppose they'll sleep much anyway.

Natalie, I'm worried.

What about?

Natasha.

Not telling her that Prince Andre is here
among the wounded.

There's no need for her to know.

It'll only upset her.

What if she ever finds out that we knew?

What will she think of us?

I'm her mother and I take full
responsibility.

You're her father and she never thinks
badly of you anyway.

But Natalie... There's no sense in her
knowing.

Do you know, in her heart, there may be
something that she wants to say to him.

Know what I mean?

No, I do not.

I don't see that she has anything to say
to him.

Well, you know, to be honest, it was more
her fault than his.

I don't know what you mean.

In any case, why reopen old wounds?

She was positively ill with the whole
affair for weeks.

You saw that.

Now it's over.

She's forgotten about it.

So is he, like us all.

I don't want to be plagued with that all
over again.

Well, perhaps you're right.

I am right.

So just leave things alone.

A few days, we'll be able to move on to
the Riazan estate.

Doubtless, the army
will find him a room in

some hospital and
that will be an end to it.

Most unfortunate that it should ever have
happened.

What's unfortunate?

The burning of Moscow.

Seems an odd way to describe it,
Mama.

Well, tragic then.

Now, get into bed, both of you.

Elia, are you going to stand about in that
dress and gown all night?

No, no, I'm coming.

...

Why is it that our young men in Veronese
never have quite so much style?

He certainly seems to like the ladies.

Ah, let him amuse himself.

It's not much fun for soldiers these days.

He does seem to be paying rather a lot of
attention to Petrov's wife.

...

Oh, I'm quite out of breath.

We're not used to dancing with such vigor
in Veronese.

Then you must come to Moscow.

There we never dance any other way.

Ah, Moscow.

How I shall love that.

My husband loathes Moscow.

He says Veronese has far more to offer.

Yes, I can see what he means.

But Moscow has beautiful women too,
you know.

Oh, I'm sure it does.

And you must know a great many.

A fair amount.

You wouldn't pass unnoticed there,
if I may say so.

Ah, you are very gallant, Colin.

I'm never gallant.

I only speak what I know to be the plain
truth.

How long are you staying here?

Till my business is finished.

What is your business?

Horses.

I'm buying remounts for the regiment.

What do you think of our city?

I think it's delightful.

Especially the people.

Oh, you zart.

I'm sure you say that wherever you go.

Not at all.

As I said before, I'm never gallant.

I must say it's delightful to have you
with us.

The people here are so provincial,
you know.

Obviously not all of them.

Well, some of us try to keep up with
things.

Have you bought your horses yet?

If you promise not to breathe a word to
anyone, yes.

I bought them the first day I arrived.

Then you're just dagging, really.

Well, can you blame me with so many
attractions?

The governor tells me that you've been
decorated for gallantry.

As I said before, I'm...
You are never gallant.

You're too much gallant.

I suspect if the truth
were known, you're

hoping to carry off more
than just our horses.

How could you possibly have discovered
that?

I can tell.

Who is she?

No, I'd be drunk out of the town if I told
you.

Oh, but you can trust me.

Never.

I have only your welfare at heart.

Oh, impossible to create a scandal.

Then describe her to me.

You sway yourself to secrecy?

Oh, of course.

She's blonde.

Ah, you like blondes?

I like this one.

Fairer than me?

As fair, no more, no less.

And what else?

Her eyes are blue,
her lips are coral, her

teeth white as ivory,
and she's enchanting.

And does she know?

What, that she's enchanting?

No, that you intend to run off with her.

Of course not.

I'm trying to pluck up the courage to tell
her.

Oh, I'm sure you don't need too much
courage.

There's one little snag.

The lady is not free.

Ah, she's married.

Yes.

Well, then you have a problem.

So you see, running off with her will
prove a little difficult.

Then what is the alternative?

I shall wait till this little
affair with Bonaparte is over

and then invite her and her
husband, of course, to Moscow.

And what if her husband doesn't like
Moscow either?

I shall have to persuade him.

My dear, I think it is time we should
leave.

Not yet, Nikita.

It's too early.

Count Rostov and I were just talking about
Moscow.

Yes.

Yes, I understand you're not keen on
Moscow, Nikita Ivanovich.

It has its advantages, I suppose,
but I prefer Veronese.

I think the people are more sincere.

Oh, I think the Count would agree with you
there.

He is planning to run off with one of
them.

I promised you wouldn't tell anyone.

I ask you, Nikita Ivanovich, can you ever
trust a woman with a secret?

Where is your regiment, Count?

Near Kaluga.

The whole army's moved there, I think.

You must be anxious to rejoin it.

Whatever for?

Are you not afraid to miss some of the
action?

Certainly not.

Besides, I'm enjoying myself here.

Do you think this is a proper time to be
enjoying yourself?

With Moscow abandoned and thousands dead.

There's nothing I can do about that.

We shall fight the war when we're ready.

Don't worry, Nikita Ivanovich.

We shall win the war.

I am going to rob you of our dashing
hussar.

You cannot keep him to yourself the whole
evening.

Nikita Ivanovich...

There is no law that says a man may not
dance with his own wife.

You know, Nikolai, you said I might call
you Nikolai.

After all, I knew your mother years ago.

I insist you call me Nikolai.

Well then, Nikolai.

Do you not think you are paying rather too
much attention to the little blonde?

Do you think so?

It's becoming obvious.

You make her husband seem foolish.

But he and I are great friends.

Then he seems unaware of it.

Besides, why waste your time on a married
lady?

If I should adopt that philosophy,
I would have to exclude you too.

I am old enough to be her mother.

I'm sure you're not such a flirt at home.

It must be the uniform you soldiers put
on.

Well, Countess... I see
you're not a gambler.

You prefer the ladies to cards.

I would have thought that made me more of
a gambler.

Ah, this man's a good one.

I never thought of that.

I was just explaining
to Nikolai that he is

paying rather too much
attention to Katerina.

Well, why not?

That husband of hers doesn't pay her
nearly enough.

Now, don't encourage him.

It's my duty to keep an eye on him while
he's in Veronese.

I owe it to his dear mother.

There'll be plenty to keep an eye on him,
my dear sir.

He's much sought after.

Ah, Anna.

Well, Count... How long's
this war going to last?

Till there's not a single enemy soldier
left on Russian soil.

That's bravely said.

That was said by the tsar and he means it.

And the army will see that it's done.

What do you think of old Kutuzov?

Do you think he's up to it?

I can only tell you that there isn't a
soldier in the army who would change him.

So they say, so they say.

But he's not the Bonaparte.

I mean, he doesn't really have his flair.

He had the measure of him at Borodino.

Were you at Borodino?

No, I was foraging.

But the French never broke through.

And we retired in good order.

That's all we seem to have done since the
war began.

When are we going to attack?

When Kutuzov's ready.

Will he ever be?

I think he's the best judge of that.

He doesn't fight battles just for the sake
of it.

And do you know why?

Because he loves the
army and wouldn't waste the

life of a single soldier
if he could help it.

Very praiseworthy.

Meanwhile, we lose Moscow.

But Moscow isn't Russia.

In my opinion, this is a mistake that
Bonaparte made.

He thought that once a war reached Moscow,
it would be over, but it's not.

Well, it's good to have such a first-class
account of the war.

You young chaps have got all my
admiration, you know.

Do you want to know what I really think?

I think Kutuzov is just waiting for the
snow to come.

Bonaparte has no idea what a Russian
winter can be like.

He's gonna find it's another Russian army
all rolled into one.

Well, I hope you're right.

My word, it's good to have you here.

You know, this house is yours while you're
in Varanasi.

You say nothing of the ladies.

Speak and I, my dear, come.

I have someone who wants to meet you.

There you are, popular as ever.

Who is it?

A lady.

Oh, dash it.

Aren't there any men who want to meet him?

Nicholas, I would like you to meet a very
dear friend of ours.

Anna Ignatia Malvincita.

How do you do?

So, this is Count Rostov.

I've been hearing quite a lot about you,
young man.

Nothing detrimental, I hope?

On the contrary.

My niece is unusually admiring.

Do I know her?

I think so.

You rescued her from her estate at
Bogacharovo.

Princess Bolkanskaya.

Princess Bolkanskaya, your niece?

Yes.

Is she here in Varanasi?

She is.

She arrived a week ago.

I've heard all about that little adventure
in which you played such a romantic part.

It was really very little.

Is she here tonight?

No.

She's still in mourning for her father.

But I'm sure she will be delighted to see
you if you would care to call.

Yes, of course.

Then I'm sure you'll have plenty of other
amusements here in Varanasi.

No, no, not at all.

Please tell her that I would like to call
on her.

Good.

And now, Nadia, I must leave you.

Oh, but you've only just arrived.

Which was no more than a courtesy call.

I cannot stay out enjoying myself.

My niece is still in mourning.

Thank you, my dear, for inviting me.

Goodbye, young man.

Do not forget to call on us.

I won't.

A word, my dear.

Let us go into the study.

I noticed a slight hesitation on your part
when Anna invited you to call.

Do you like the Princess Maria?

Yes.

Well, yes, but you see, that's the reason.

It's a very strange reason for not wanting
to call.

I thought perhaps you might find her too
plain.

Certainly not.

She has a lovely face.

Oh, I agree with you, Monsieur,
but not everyone does.

How extraordinary that you should have
rescued her like that.

Well, it just happened.

I was in the vicinity.

Oh, things don't just happen.

I don't believe it.

Listen, my dear, that would really be a
match for you.

A match?

You and the Princess.

Would you like me to arrange it?

I will make a match for you.

I'm sure your mother would be grateful.

I don't know.

Well, has the idea never entered your
head?

I see that it has.

Well, then you must let me arrange it
while you're here.

But, of course, you must stop paying quite
so much attention to Petrov's wife.

Madame Galenkova, can I be frank with you?

Yes, of course, my dear.

What is it?

Well, things are not quite so simple.

Well, they really are.

They're seldom so difficult as to be
impossible.

What's bothering you?

For a long time, Mama has been bent on
marrying me to an heiress.

But the idea of marrying just for money is
abhorrent to me.

Well, naturally.

I would expect that.

After all, we're not living in the Middle
Ages.

Still, you do like her.

Yes, I do.

Well, then, that's half the battle.

As a matter of fact, I like her very much.

I feel drawn to her, especially after the
way in which we met.

It was fate, I know it.

And Mama having it in mind for so long,
that was strange, too.

Well, of course, I don't find that so
strange.

But you understand that while my sister
was betrothed to Prince Andre,

I could not have married Princess Maria
anyway.

Well, of course not.

The laws of the church would forbid it.

But doesn't it seem almost
as if their engagement was

broken off in order that something
should happen between us?

My dear, you're preaching to the
converted.

What are you trying to say?

I've never spoken to anyone about this
before.

I don't really know why I'm speaking to
you now.

Because you are far from home and I am a
stranger.

Go on.

Well, everything happening in this way,
even Princess Maria being here in Veronese

at this moment, make
me think that in some way

events are drawing us
together despite ourselves.

I agree.

But there's a complication.

I'm already pledged.

Ah, I see.

Well then, how can your mama...
Mama doesn't agree with it.

You see, it's my cousin, Sonia.

Ah, Sonia.

But I promised I would marry her.

I can't go back on my pledge.

My dear, Sonia hasn't a Copic.

And I know that your father's affairs are
in a bad way.

Now, you listen to me.

I'm going to talk to you
like a sensible aunt and

you're going to listen
like a sensible nephew.

In the first place, this is a boy and girl
romance.

Something that happens in childhood.

No reasonable person expects it to last
forever.

But when you give your word...

Nobody takes it seriously when it's given
under such conditions.

You must believe me.

And then again, you are cousins.

That is a very good reason against the
marriage.

It's not a sufficient reason.

It's sufficient for most of us.

And then what about your mother?

Wouldn't it kill her?

And what sort of a marriage would it be
for Sonia?

A girl with a great deal of heart,
I'm sure.

Your mother in despair, the estate ruined.

No, no, I'm sure Sonia realizes that.

You make it sound very convincing.

It is convincing.

But I could never pursue the idea...
unless Sonia released me from my pledge.

She will do that...

when she realizes what has happened.

But I'll never mention it to her.

Someone will tell her.

No, Mama!

No, Mama!

Don't ask me!

No, Mama!

Will you stop crying and listen?

I won't have this nonsense.

Do you understand?

Mama!

You'll listen to me, do you hear?

Mama, please don't ask me.

I will.

You must write to him and break off the
engagement.

I can't!

You can and you will.

Does it mean anything to you what we've
done for you all these years?

You know it does.

You know I'd do anything.

Then do this for me.

That's all I ask.

But I love him.

I did not bring you into my house to marry
my son.

Ah!

Oh, Sonia.

Why do you make me say these things to
you?

He loves me.

He does not love you.

Silly childhood thing.

I should have put an end to it years ago.

Anyone else would have turned you out of
the house.

Don't you feel any gratitude?

You know I do.

Then do this for me.

Write to him and break off the engagement.

Let him do it.

He won't do it.

You know he won't.

He thinks he's given you his word.

He has.

Then release him from it.

I can't.

I won't.

Why must it always be me who makes the
sacrifice?

You.

Do you know what we've sacrificed?

Everything.

Everything.

I won't throw him into the arms of that
woman just because she's got money.

It isn't just because she's got money.

You should know my son better than that.

He'd do it to please you.

He'll do nothing to please me.

He wouldn't even go to see Julie Carragher
when I wanted him to.

He's too noble for that.

I don't blame him.

Do you think I want him to marry just for
money?

Do you think...

I don't know the happiness that comes from
being in love with the partner you choose?

Then leave him alone.

I am not pushing him.

Don't you understand?

He's met this girl and he likes her.

It's clear from Nadia's letter but he'll
do nothing because of you.

He may like her but he doesn't love her.

How do you know?

You won't give him the chance to find out.

I know he doesn't.

Why?

Because she's rich.

That's no more a barrier to love than
being poor.

Oh mama.

It's far less.

Far less.

We wouldn't be talking like this if I was
rich.

Perhaps not.

Love's not the only thing in the world.

You can't live on it.

Not the way my family have been brought
up.

How happy do you think he'd be with you?

Knowing the kind of life he might have led
with her.

Do you...

Do you believe in Nikolai?

Of course I do.

Do you think he'd sacrifice his honor for
money?

Not if he's left alone.

Then let us both leave him alone.

I shall say nothing to him and you will
write giving him his freedom.

Then let him do what he wants.

But that isn't fair!

That isn't fair!

Why not?

My son won't marry without love.

He'd do anything for his family.

Anything and you know it.

Yes and that's the difference between him
and you.

Princess.

I intrude on your morning.

I couldn't let you be in Veronese without
seeing you.

Madame Galenkova.

How are you my dear?

I'm well thank you.

This is Nikolenka, my brother's son.

Hello Nikolenka.

He's a big boy.

Well sit down.

I'm sure you both have a lot to talk
about.

I never heard such a story as you'll
rescue my niece outside of a novel.

It was really very little.

I was glad to be of service.

The count tells us he will be leaving
soon.

Are you enjoying your stay?

Yes very much.

Everyone's been so kind.

I'm sure he finds us all very provincial.

Not at all.

You should see him dance my dear.

He taught us a thing or two the other
night I can tell you.

You like dancing?

Not especially.

As a matter of fact I rather surprised
myself.

I'm generally considered stiff.

Oh my goodness what does that make me?

Veronese has clearly had the effect of
loosening you up.

He showed us an ecossaise.

Well it was quite abandoned.

Where did you get your tapestries my dear?

From an Armenian who works in the town.

Do you like them?

Oh they're most unusual.

Do you have others?

I bought several.

They're upstairs.

Would you like to see them?

Yes I'd love to.

I'll show them to you.

They were quite cheap.

The man is very clever.

You won't mind for a moment my dear?

Of course not aunt.

He came here about six months ago.

She's very kind Madame Galenkova.

Yes.

Have you heard from your family?

Only that they're leaving Moscow.

I understand you haven't heard from Prince
Andrei.

No.

I feel sure you will.

Life is strange.

I have wanted so often to be able to thank
you properly for what you did and I never

thought I should have the opportunity.

Did you have an easy journey when I left
you?

It wasn't difficult.

I found Nikolenko in
Moscow and a letter from

Andrei advising me to
come and stay with my aunt.

The war is terrible.

Yes.

So many have died.

Yes.

I wondered often what had happened to you.

I prayed you might be spared.

Could I ask you to go on mentioning me in
your prayers?

There's no need.

I would do it anyway.

Well and what will you be when you grow
up?

A soldier.

A soldier?

What kind of soldier?

He has eyes like you.

Well you could do worse than that.

Papa is a soldier.

Yes I know.

But he's not a hussar.

What is he?

He's a foot soldier.

And you want to be a hussar?

Yes the uniform's nicer.

I try to tell him he doesn't have to be a
soldier.

That there are other things to be just as
important.

Well that's true.

What else could I be?

You could be a farmer or a diplomat.

I'd rather be a soldier.

Yes I thought you would.

I hope you'll call again before you leave.

I would like to.

When you write home perhaps you'll remember
me kindly to your mother and father.

I shall.

And to your sister.

We only met once and...
It was a misunderstanding.

Yes.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Nicolai's in Veronese.

He met Princess Maria again.

Si.

Sonia... Mama thinks there's
a chance of making a match.

Oh why do these things have to happen?

Why can't people just fall in love
and marry... and be left alone?

It's always me.

If there's anything to be given up Sonia
will give it up.

There's enough for all except one.

Let Sonia go without.

She won't mind.

Sonia it hasn't always been like that now
has it?

And what do you know about it?

When have you ever had to make a
sacrifice?

Of anything?

No Natasha is special.

Natasha is loved by everyone.

Everything must be sacrificed for her.

That isn't true Sonia.

Don't say that.

Well I haven't mind it.

It's been good to me all of you and I've
never denied it.

I've even enjoyed making the sacrifices.

Because it made me feel as if I was
repaying you all for letting me be here.

We don't want you to repay us.

Yes you do.

You all do in your own ways.

Except Nicolai.

Well I didn't ask him to say that he loved
me.

I'd have been happy if he'd never looked
on me as anything but just a friend.

But he does love me.

And he told me.

And that meant more to me than all my life
put together.

I'd give up anything for this family.

Even my life but... I
won't give up Nicolai!

I won't!

Don't.

We're a long way from marriage.

And a lot of it is simply Mama's fond
wishes.

I can't honestly blame her for trying
Sonia.

We've lost so much.

It's a long way from coming to pass.

No.

Mama's right.

You can tell him the letter.

He feels something for this woman.

That doesn't mean that he would marry her.

I don't know.

Oh why couldn't you have
married Prince Andre like you

were supposed to and then
none of this would have happened?

You have no right to say that to me.

Well it's true.

If you kept your word...

and remained faithful then none of this
would have happened.

But it wasn't enough for you to be engaged
to a man like that.

You had to be married at once.

You had to have everything when you wanted
it.

Because that's the way it's been all your
life.

Everything now when you wanted it.

And it doesn't matter about anyone else.

I would wait all my life for Nicolai.

Because I love him.

The way Prince Andre loved you.

You don't have to remind me of that Sonia.

I've been punished enough.

Not a day passes that I don't punish
myself for what I've done.

You think I don't know how much I've hurt
him?

There aren't times when...

I pray I could see him just once again.

Ask him to forgive me for what I've done.

If he were here now I'd go down on my
knees.

Then go and see him.

He's here now.

He's out there among the wounded.

Why shouldn't you know?

He's been traveling with us since we left
Moscow.

He's in the hut down by the hay rig.

If you don't believe me...
go and see for yourself.

Prince Andre is here.

Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

I saw no point to it.

That was unforgivable.

Did Sonia tell you?

Yes.

But don't blame her.

You've no right to blame her.

You should have told me yourself.

Why?

What good would it have done?

I could have seen him!

Why?

There are things I have to say to him!

Why should he want to hear them?

Are you still in love with him?

What difference does it make?

Are you?

Yes.

That's all the more reason why you
shouldn't see him.

He's hurt.

Yes.

Is he badly hurt?

Yes.

I could nurse him.

Do you think it right in his condition to
upset him?

I don't think I would.

I just want to ask him to forgive me for
what I've done.

Men with pride like his never forgive a
woman.

Does he know whom he's traveling with?

I don't know.

I don't think so.

Why shouldn't I go to him?

It would be no good for either of you.

Listen Natasha.

You made a mistake.

Don't go punishing yourself for the rest
of your life.

Do you think he hates me?

My dear, he has every cause to.

Can't you sleep?

No.

Is the pain bad?

No.

What is it then?

I was just... thinking.

Not much profit in that for any of us.

Can I get you something?

Do you want to sleep or talk?

Tomokin.

Yes?

Do you have any regrets in your life?

Can't say I do.

Do you?

Only one real regret.

A woman?

Would you like me to write to her?

No.

You'll never know.

You?

Really you?

Yes.

I know this.

Richard Delilio.

Now I'm here.

Oh, forgive me.

Oh, forgive me.

I love you.

I love you.

Oh, please.

Please forgive me.

For what?

For what?

Andre.

Can they help you?

From now on you'll get well again.

You'll see.

Everything's going to be as it should have
been.

I shan't lose you again.

Ever.