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Be no falling asleep, you beggars. You'll rest when you get to Siberia.

Have a long stretch ahead of us before night.

High on!

You're a hot -blooded little fellow. What's the matter? Did you have a

with your wife?

Talk to me, little brother.

Why are you so determined to kill me?

Speak. What in God's name have I ever done to offend you?

My wife, you have dishonored her and given her a child.

Gregory Yavinovich, you're a disgrace to a woman.

On the contrary, little brother, I do them a favor. They enjoy lifting their

skirts and spreading why they're welcome at.

Ah, such innocent little lambs. But underneath, wild cats.

Now, tell me, what is the name of this maiden I've supposedly dishonored?

Anna Medova Shulkin.

I sent her to you because she was barren.

She was as cold as a dog's nose. You were supposed to heal her.

Well, haven't I?

You wanted an heir, and you got an heir.

And how do you show your gratitude? By trying to kill me.

I do not think, little brother, I deserve that.

A barren tree is indeed contended when the pollen from another can help it bear

fruit, understand?

What in God's name happened to you, little friend?

We were caught.

There was no way out. They killed us off like rats. Who was it? Who did this to

you? Tell me.

Soldiers. Tsar's soldiers. There were 50 of us trying to be the prince.

Is there anything I can do for you, little brother?

Pray for me and curse the Tsar.

I shall.

Bless you, little brother.

You shall be avenged.

Lord, have mercy on him.

Please, God, make my son well.

Don't let him die.

The future ruler of Ranka will live.

Until tomorrow.

How is he?

He has an acute uremia. He needs bloodletting.

Well, then why don't you do it? You can't let him die, Doctor.

Do you expect me to murder him? He's a hemophiliac. There must be something we

can do, Doctor.

Pray for him.

I will pray.

One moment, Doctor.

How is the Tsar's son?

There's no change.

But the boy will get well.

We are doing everything that is in our power, Captain.

Now, if you will excuse me.

Captain Ronski, I have news for you.

His Majesty has acceded to the Tsarina's wish that Siberian peasant or monk or

wonder worker will be summoned to St. Petersburg.

If the fellow will accept the summon, I have my doubts about that.

From what one hears, he is somewhat obstinate.

But he's also vain.

After all, he is asked to heal the future ruler of Russia.

And if he doesn't succeed, off to his head, and he's aware of that.

The messenger must be damn good in persuading him.

Yes, Captain, I've personally chosen her.

A woman?

Countess Golovina.

Very good.

A stroke of genius, Nikola.

Come along now, you miserable beast. Don't make such a fuss.

When is his peasant coming?

Those who want something from Northfield must go to him.

He must have a swollen head.

No, it's just that the people of his village are more important to him.

But it wasn't he who told me that, Your Ladyship.

There was a great queue of people outside his door. They wouldn't let me

But I tell you, it's true, Ivanovich. He looks right through you. When he looks

at a man, he cuts right into him.

Don't talk so much.

Come. Give me the hand.

Careful. All right. The beggar was blind.

He couldn't tell night from day. And the fellow says to him, look, the flowers

are in bloom. Spring has arrived.

Open your eyes, old man.

And as sure as I'm here, the beggar got his sight back.

I swear, he just put his hand on the old car, and he walked away like he'd never

been crippled. It's a miracle. Oh, may the Lord bless him.

There is a divine force in his hands. Infinite strength. Infinite strength he

certainly has.

And not only in his hands.

Shame on you. How dare you make fun of Rasputin.

You act like a bunch of silly geese.

Grigory Yefimovich is a miraculous healer. A miraculous healer. He's more

he -goat, your Grigory Rasputin.

Gregory F. Dinovich, please bless our fields.

Thank you, sir, for your presence.

My wife is ill, sir.

Help her, please.

Help her.

May the Lord bless your rescue.

The Lord be with you. The Lord

bless you.

We are happy you've come back.

The wife of Theodore needs your help.

And your blessing.

She gets worse each day, Holy Brother.

We fear for her health.

Is there nothing you can do?

Fear not, sister.

As you know, I'm ready to help you all.

But even the Lord does not live on hair alone.

Natasha, you are the daughter of Taras Meshikov, are you not?

Tell me, how is your father?

He's much better.

Yesterday he went back to work in the fields.

Does that mean you've brought the five rubles he owes me?

He only went to work yesterday, Gregory Yovanovitch.

It's only a matter of time, that's all.

Come inside.

Get undressed.

Get undressed!

Now undress me.

How do you like that, little dumb?

Thank you.

There's a man who takes you, your wife.

The strength of a girl.

Zabakov, if what you say isn't true, I'll send you to Siberia. By the Holy

Mother of Khazan, Your Excellency, every word is pure truth, and if I lie, may

God punish me.

The doctors are steaming with rage. They will come to visit Your Excellency

later today.

And the other news I have for you concerns Katrina Sosolova, the woman

engaged to marry one of your gallant young officers, Lieutenant Nikolai, who,

seems, has been seeing Countess Golovina.

That'll do, that'll do. Here, this is for your trouble.

Just continue to keep your ears open.

Of course, Your Excellency. Your every wish is an order.

And leave by the back entrance. It's not necessary for the world to know. Just

as Your Excellency wishes.

So the Tsarina has had her

way.

But why did Ronsky send that aristocratic whore to do the job?

What ails you I can't move very well my legs feel numb

Get up.

I can't.

I order you to get out of that bed. I can't.

Stop your moaning and get up.

Blessed are these hands.

You filthy, rotten peasant.

I will make you pay for that someday, I swear it.

You are a bad actress, my noble lady.

Rest a moment.

Well, my son, you still refuse to answer?

Be reasonable and tell me the names of the traitors.

If you do, I'll let you go.

Don't say this!

Our guest is obstinate and dumb as well.

Well, idiot, does it feel good?

You let yourself be tortured.

And for whom, my little friend?

For the cutthroats bandits?

For you, the dregs of humanity?

Scum trying to murder the Tsar?

It might be reasonable.

Just a couple of names and it'll all be over.

Let the devil take the Tsar.

And you with him.

Did you hear that?

Give him a taste of the flask.

We'll talk after that.

You swine!

Our prisoner has a weak heart, it seems.

I have received news from the Countess, Captain Ronski. And what does Kulabina

have to say? She hopes to arrive very shortly here in St. Petersburg with her

peasant. She's made contact with him already.

Tell me, Countess, when you go to bed at night, do you undress by yourself?

No,

my lady -in -waiting does it.

And have you ever done the same for her?

What?

Undress your servant girl.

No.

It's time you did.

Well, do it.

I want to see how an aristocrat undresses her servant girl. Go on. Well,

not? Why don't you try everything once?

Good.

Sophia, come here.

I have heard rumors that a miraculous healer is on his way to complete this.

Yes, I have also heard that rumor. And that the Tsarina has great faith in the

miraculous powers of this alternative. Your Majesty.

The Tsar of which is on his way to recovery.

For the first time after many days, he is sleeping calmly.

I'm happy to hear it, Your Majesty. I must go at once to the Tsar.

You're so big, so strong.

Don't stop. Keep going. Keep going.

Oh, my love, I was almost there. Keep going.

Who sent you?

I don't know what you mean.

I want to know who sent you. The Tsar, he begs you to see him. The Tsar doesn't

beg. He commands. He doesn't send a conniving woman to do his work. He sends

army of soldiers.

Now, who sent you here?

Vronsky.

The secret police.

Does he want to help the Tsar into his grave?

No, he wants you to help the son of the Tsar.

And what else?

I'll tell you all about it later. Now, where were we?

Oh, yeah.

I love your beard.

Kiss me.

your beard.

There's some beggars coming into the village. Some of them have weapons.

Oh, my God.

If they see our coach, they'll think there's someone who's riches in here.

They'll attack us and rob us.

You must do something about it.

Well, say something.

Get into bed, little one, or you'll catch cold.

As you wish, my lord.

Now, isn't that better?

Together. Together.

that better.

Together. Forgive me, but I can take no one in. There

are already eight of us. Look at the size of the house. It's too small for

own family. The people in this village seem to keep their doors tightly closed.

Have mercy on us, please.

At least take in the wounded. That's all I ask, sir.

What's going on here?

We're on the run, holy man, and we need your help, please.

Who are you?

We are the partisans, sir.

This morning we liberated a group of prisoners that were being sent to

and now the soldiers are at our heels.

Whoever turns against the Tsar turns against God.

I'm afraid you bring misfortune to this village.

We ask you only to take care of the wound. The rest of us will move on. We

no harm to come to your people, Father.

Take the wound to Teresputin's house. He will help you, my friend.

What I could do, I have done.

Now it's in God's hands.

You take far too much trouble to help these criminals.

Criminals? A mother steals a loaf of bread because her children are starving

it's off to Siberia.

A peasant's farm is taken away from him and if he resists, it's off to Siberia.

What was that?

They're murdering somebody else somewhere.

Perhaps it's only a hunting party.

Hunting born deer with artillery fire is most unusual, gracious lady. Must you

always think the worst?

And you refuse to admit that your fine society is responsible for this.

show you.

I'll sell you all to Siberia, bunch of swine.

You old lad, whoever takes rebels into their houses against us are.

I'll skin the flesh off your bones before I'm through with you.

Where are they?

Where are the rest of the traitors? Me?

You clumsy peasants.

Happy dog.

You beg for mercy?

You beg me for mercy?

You rebel against God and the Tsar and expect me to grant mercy?

But none of our villages have rebelled, Major.

You have taken the rebels into your houses.

And you have cared for their wounded. Therefore, it will be treated as an act

rebellion. We gave hospitality as is our custom. The guest is sacred. That is

our law.

I have shit on your law.

What do you think you're... Stand away!

Are you in charge of this company of stinking swine? I don't think you

who you're speaking to.

Then tell me your name, little tin soldier.

Do you like the taste of your own whip?

Halt in the name of the Tsar. I am Countess Gullivine, and I've been sent

on a special mission for the Tsar. And this gentleman is a close friend of

Captain Ronsky.

My dear Colonel Ogareff, the Secret Service is very interested in this

This alone is enough to arouse my suspicion.

I intend to upset Ronsky's plans.

The man will not reach St. Petersburg, General.

This is just between you and me, Ogareff. Of course.

There will be no traces and no witnesses.

Does this order also include Countess Golovina and her escort?

First of all, this isn't an order.

And secondly, how does that proverb go?

Ah, wood shavings will fall when the carpenter uses his plane.

I understand, sir.

Come here.

Thank God for you, Gregory Epinovich. You've chased away the soldiers and you

have healed the wounded. You have brought us luck.

We'll never forget what you've done.

Don't go away. Please, stay with us.

Try and understand, everybody.

As much as I'd like to stay here, I must go to St. Petersburg.

I can't bear it.

How gross. He's no good for anything, but he has got money.

The situation is bad all over the country.

There are uprisings everywhere.

How do we stop it?

Only hearts of iron can bring peace to our country, gentlemen.

If any of you doubt...

that the uprisings that took place last winter were harmless insurrections by

unsatisfied Muscovites. You're under a delusion. Gentlemen, the discontent is

spreading like wildfire.

From what I hear, Major Darsky's garrison has had to deal with riots in

territory. A battalion of Cossack reinforcements under the command of

Chavonsky is operating in the area of Yadka.

If I know Chavonsky, it won't take him long to rip open their peasant hide.

May I help you, Colonel?

I want to speak to Captain Shulkin and Captain Mikhailovich at once. Very well.

No need to worry, gentlemen. The uprisings will be squashed with little

difficulty. We should be happy our regiment says something new to do for a

change.

Captain Shulkin and Mikhailovich, your presence is required.

Don't forget to keep your rear ends against the wall, gentlemen.

Captain Shulkin and Mikhailovich, at your order, sir. Get dressed.

You know what you're supposed to do. Yes, sir, we certainly do, sir, unless

something's been changed during the afternoon, sir. Then go at once to the

casino and keep close to Lieutenant Nikolai.

Shulkin. Yes, Colonel.

Disappear without being noticed, and see Mikhailovich later. What you do, I

don't want to know. Understand?

How is Rasputin expected to reach St. Petersburg?

Come by train, put up to be at kill, come by coach.

Your Excellency, we're here.

This is where you catch the train to St. Petersburg.

Besides, the horses need a little rest.

on ever since we started. That fella must have a thing of steel.

All this rocking's making me seasick.

Yes, I love it. You animal.

You animal.

I love you.

I mean that.

Well, little love, what news do you bring us?

It seems we have to wait quite a while.

I've been informed by the station master that this track only goes one way.

That means we have to wait for the opposite train to arrive before we can

But I also have some good news for you. An entire car has been reserved for us

by orders from St. Petersburg.

Good. How far is it to St. Petersburg?

I forgot to ask. Can I go find out? No.

Thank you.

How about we stretch our legs a little bit? There's time.

There's nothing like fresh air.

What would you say if I put you on the train to St. Petersburg and I went back

to Petrovskoye?

You don't seriously mean that. That might happen.

It's your choice.

St. Petersburg means wealth, authority, and life, while Petrovskoye... I

understand.

Secret police guarantees my safety and my success, and for this I can thank

Captain Ronsky. Ronsky is not my captain. Don't interrupt me.

The fact is that this honest head of the secret police expects me to be as

informer as to the doings of the Tsar. And I don't like it, gracious lady. I

don't like it one little bit.

Don't forget that Ronski answers as well for your safety should you not succeed

in curing Misanovic.

And this gesture is not to be taken lightly, right?

Sophia!

Yes? Is there a telephone in the station?

There's a telegraph machine. I'm not sure if there's a telephone.

May God punish me.

If I lied to you, every word is true, sir.

The plot is not directed against you. It's directed against this Rasputin.

Ah, but he is not in St. Petersburg.

He won't reach St. Petersburg.

Are you looking

for something, sir?

No. I have it already.

Could you get me something to drink, please?

I'm sick, mister.

In a short while, you can hope you can have something to eat.

You want to play daddy game?

Daddy. I'm sorry, ma 'am. You cannot stay here.

The scar's been reserved.

Come now, Jackie. We're in the wrong department. We have to find something

You want money from me?

An old proverb is that one hand washes the other.

I don't ask for a lot. Only a few rubles.

My wife is ill, and so are the children.

And I haven't been feeling too well. Babikov!

You lousy, filthy parasite.

You think I don't know you sell information to the other side?

When you leave here, you stinking cockroach, you'll run straight to

and he'll give you money.

As for me, I give you your life.

I get back to St. Petersburg.

Oh, no, not again.

Certainly not here.

How do you think it would look if the conductor came?

If it wasn't you who sent the telegram to Vyatka reserving the compartment,

then it was someone else.

And that someone else had a particular object in mind.

Try and reach Golovina and Rasputin in Vyatka.

They are not aboard the train.

You'll stay here.

I'm afraid you'll have to tell me a bit more about

Boris's plans.

It'll happen on the way to St. Petersburg.

Thank you.

I was too late.

Before I could get in touch with Fiatka by telegraph, the train had already

left. The Countess Golovina and her protege are at... Yes, it seems he

little persuasion to make him talk.

Vorishin is behind it all. Oh, and the gentleman has involved a regiment of the

guards.

Unfortunately, we don't know any more than that.

He would have told us if he knew.

I, uh, I think I'll have a little chat with Colonel Ogaret.

I'd have been blown to bits if we'd remained in our car.

That's right.

Boom.

Did you? You mean you knew?

No, but I had a feeling.

God.

Come, come, my little pets.

Hurry, hurry.

We have important visitors tonight, and there's still lots and lots to do.

Why are you taking so long? Hop, hop, hop, children. Move your little

Ah, there you are, my boys in the back.

You kept me waiting so long. Now, quick, quick, get to your places and tune your

wonderful instruments. Our guests will be here in half an hour, and for

sake, don't forget the rules of the house.

You play with a bandana over your eyes, and if anyone peeps, he knows exactly

what awaits him. You'll get shot.

Poof, poof, poof, poof!

Bear that in mind.

Colonel Ogareth, if you don't open that big mouth of yours, I'll have you shot.

The regiment of guards is under the orders of General Voroshin.

State Minister of His Majesty the Tsar.

And I am head of the secret police with full powers by special orders of the

Tsar. If I wish, I could shoot you down like a mad dog.

And I can assure you that nobody would give a damn.

So speak.

Or would you rather I demonstrate these various torture devices on you?

They'll make you sing like a lark.

There are all sorts of possibilities.

I could shoot your ears off.

So that you wouldn't be able to hear the orders you give.

Well, what is it to be?

Don't you realize you're being used?

Is it worth being tortured, Colonel?

Perhaps I might shoot you in the knee next time.

Then we could call you Colonel Ogareff, commander of the invalids.

Well, Colonel, do you talk or do you die right here and now?

I only followed Boryshen's orders.

I put two of my best officers at his disposal.

Their names?

Captain Shulkin and Captain Mikhailovich.

Hey, that's very good.

And where?

Where are your heroes now?

Honest, I don't know.

They've been given a mission, that's all I know.

They're free to act on their own.

How nice.

All you have to do now is tell me what that mission is.

Then I'll let you rest.

It's to kill Rasputin. Oh, my God.

Colonel O 'Brien, that information deserves immortality.

don't understand why they're not here. I just don't understand it. I just don't

understand it. They're officers, and officers are always punctual.

Hey, you, get your hands off that vodka.

Take your fingers out of that expensive caviar.

It's being paid for, and there's no one here to enjoy it.

I must find out what the delay is.

Ah, here they come, everybody.

Finally.

If there's anything at all you wish, please do not hesitate to ask. Remember,

your wish is my command.

It's fortunate we discovered this intrigue.

I'm sure that General Vorishin has already been informed of this fact,

We'll let him stew a while. I've got men all over looking for Shulkin and

Mikhailovich.

Your Excellency, word just came through that a bomb exploded in the reserve car

somewhere between Vyatka and St. Petersburg.

That's all that we needed.

Chris, unfortunately.

Like that.

Are you enjoying yourself?

La, la, la.

To the health of our most gracious and illustrious bar.

Mother Russia.

Nastrovya. The greatest man in all.

The greatest man that ever was.

The greatest party I ever attended.

Come on, drink up. Don't go to sleep now.

My poor E -man.

Our friend doesn't seem to be no pain.

I think he's wronged himself.

What do we do with him? Pack him over here.

Is he dead?

No, just drunk. We'll bring him back to life. You'll see.

Come on, Wakey. Wakey.

He'll be all right. There's another one.

I like

it

lots better, isn't it?

Nothing much would have happened anyway.

Not with those drunken officers.

Besides, I much prefer young musicians with their dancing fingers.

As soon as I came in and saw you playing your instrument, I played those

grandpas with sin falls.

You just what the doctor ordered.

Play, my little girl, I could play or play.

Don't be shy.

I'm completely at your disposal.

No. No.

Thank you.

Now, the hopper.

Napa. Napa.

Ah!

Thank you.

Oh. Oh.

Now. Now.

Now. Now.

Robert. Robert.

Robert?

Come on, tell me, what happened, Shulkin? Nothing.

The railroad car blew up right on schedule.

But our dear Rasputin and his countess whore weren't in it.

I demand an explanation, Doctor.

You told me that my son would get well, and now?

We don't understand it either, Your Majesty.

It's a relapse.

Your Majesty, the miracle healer you asked for has arrived. He's waiting

outside.

Rasputin? Yes.

Bring him in at once.

Mr. Minister, you gave me your promise that this quack would not come to St.

Petersburg.

And you told me the Tsarovich was on his way to recovery.

God in heaven, my son.

Wait before you recover.

Tell me, please.

Your son will get well.

Oh.

I think it's done for a while. No, I'd rather keep that.

I'd read dance and sing and play.

We do, huh?

And drink vodka.

Here we go, my little angel. The captain wishes to speak with

you.

Blonsky? Yes.

You must have been waiting.

Who are you, Gregory Upinovich?

Well, thank you. From what I hear, the Tsarevich is on his way to recovery.

And why not? He's following doctor's orders.

He chews his peanuts like a regular little monkey.

Peanut?

Oil helps his blood coagulate.

And what other news is there?

No idea.

Ah, there's one item. His Majesty sent a note of condolence to Norway.

It composed a Greek instead.

Alexandra Fedorova had a high regard for him.

Alexandra Fedorova?

Is that how you speak of the Tsarina?

Vronsky, even though it's none of your business, Her Majesty asked me to call

her that, unless you have any objections.

If that is so, she should be delighted with the Tsar's decision.

Yes? His Majesty wishes that Gregory Yuffinovich will live at the Winter

It is immediately effective.

Do I make myself clear?

The Tsar wants Gregory to be near him.

According to our plan, this is the initial step.

After you are in the palace, you will keep me informed on any and all activity

that goes on, especially that concerning the German Kaiser. Understand?

One thing at a time, Ronski.

First, let me move into my new quarters.

I'm not your watchdog.

The Gaul.

I think it's about time we reminded the gentlemen of our arraignment.

Either it finally takes place... We shall have to... Let me handle it, my

Nicolai. If he doesn't deliver the information, I shall castrate the

You mean... Almost doesn't count.

Yeah! Yeah!

My little Sophia.

Sir, the Tsarevich has had an accident.

You're to go to him at once.

Now what are we supposed to do? We'll find us someone else.

Oh, sir, the Tsarevich was playing with one of his little soldiers, and he

pricked his knee with it, and the wound hasn't stopped bleeding.

Oh, do something, sir, please.

Ma.

Ma.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh.

Oh.

No.

mm -hmm

Where are you?

Thank you.

Nicht übel.

I'm just sitting there.

for a long time.

Holy mother of God, a miracle has occurred.

May I enter? No, wait outside in the garden.

What can I do for you, gracious lady?

It's been so long since I've seen you. I've almost forgotten what you look like

and what you feel like.

Bizarre that you've been taking up all my time, day and night. But tonight I

will pay you a special visit. Oh, you don't want me to get excited now, do

And Roski has been asking for you.

And why doesn't he pay me a visit? He's here almost every day.

Because he doesn't want to speak about...

Certainly things when he's here in the palace. I have absolutely nothing to say

to him.

And your agreement, dear?

Get this straight once and for all. I'm not his spy. I'm nobody's spy,

understand? In that case, Roski will pay you no visit. I don't give a damn, and

you couldn't tell him that for me.

Till tonight, my love.

Come and get it tonight, you and your little sweet.

It is I, Gregory of Philadelphia. I've

come

to set it.

Louis.

Come to bring you joy and happiness.

The noble warrior Stalin has arrived.

Get up.

I'll show you, barman.

the others, Nikolai.

There's nothing that can be done about these two.

They're dead.

Well, that takes care of that.

He got what he deserved.

Look, Ronsky, you must believe me. I've always taken the greatest care... Forget

the past, Voroshin.

Forget Ogurev, Shulkin, and Mikhailovich. They're in the graves.

At present, we have the same common interest and the same problem.

Our friend Rasputin. You can say that again.

But what can we do? The man isn't human.

The wounds he received from that encounter, I tell you, were enough to

three men. But he's still going. I mean, he's carrying on worse than ever now.

And besides, his influence over His Majesty the Tsar has increased.

And those who are afraid of the miracle healer, they can fill his hands with

ruples.

Like you, for instance. You've invested a small sum, haven't you? Is that not

so? What can I do about it?

We have gotten to the point where he makes all of the decisions.

Even me, a state minister.

I cannot go over his head.

He must be gotten rid of, once and for all.

How?

Poison. Have you found someone to do the job?

Yes. Do I know him?

Take a look in the mirror.

Me?

I can't think of anyone better.

Why me? Why does it have to be me?

Well, someone has to do it.

And you're such a harmless old geezer that Rasputin certainly will not be

expecting poison from you.

You see, he doesn't realize you wanted him dead from the start.

I realize it, though, and I can prove it.

Good old Babikov is down below in the dungeon.

I understand.

Captain you win you've convinced me. I will take care of it

It's incredible.

The fellow drinks like a fish.

They tell me that even when he's dead drunk, he devours women like they were

grapes. Find him uncanny. When he looks straight into your eyes, he makes you

feel strange.

Like he were from another world.

Well, in any case, the man has an iron constitution.

And I envy him.

I wonder whatever happened to his old mistress, the Countess Golovina. You

her. Ah, Golovina.

As far as I know, the Tsar sent her off to Siberia with her friend Sophia.

We do know that during the questioning, they couldn't find the slightest bit of

evidence against her.

But she wasn't wrong.

There's no doubt.

Wonderful. Yes, there's all sorts of pardons again. We can thank the Tsarina

that. Yes, and she has her miracle worker all to herself.

It's been an end to the silence that reigned in the palace.

Here, little brother, eat.

Eat! There's plenty for everybody.

My dear Vorosh, what exquisite delicacies have you brought, huh?

Almond pudding with bitter orange liqueur. Ah, I'd very much like to try

for almond pudding with bitter orange liqueur, I would die.

Understand? Yes, well, I'm much too fat anyway. Here, you take it.

Thank you. You're more than welcome.

No!

No!

Have the morning procedures been seen to, my dear Captain Ronski?

Well, what's the matter?

Rasputin's alive.

He's what?

Our miracle healer and man of God is still alive.

It is still a secret, but my men at the hospital have already informed me.

No, no, no, no, no.

It can't, it can't be. It's impossible.

He was dead.

Yes, he was dead.

So you say.

But the fact is, he survived.

It probably has something to do with his gastric fluids or the sweets he

consumed. How should I know?

Nevertheless...

Stop your moaning and get up!

Get this straight once and for all. I'm not his spy. I'm nobody's spy,

understand? Then that kid's rascal will pay you notice.

I don't give a damn, and you couldn't tell him that from me.

Um... No!

Ronsky. Captain Ronsky. Whoever has you for a friend, Ronsky, needs no enemies.