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'I won't ever forget this time.

Things won't ever be the same for us.'

You want my advice? Leave Moscow.

You know Lara?

She's back in Yuryatin, in the Urals.

What happened, friend?

Strelnikov!

This time, I'll let you go. Next time may be different.

'Did something happen in town?'

I have to tell her.

Don't move, Doctor. We're conscripting you into the Red Army.

HORSE NEIGHING

(Wait.)

Men, charge!

SHOUTING AND HOLLERING

SHOUTING GROWING LOUDER

Now!

Fire!

Fire! Fire!

Fire!

Aaargh!

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS) Help me, Doctor.

Aaargh!

HORSES NEIGHING

A picture of his mama.

He was too young to have a girlfriend.

Breaks your heart.

Yes.

Medicinal.

On we go!

To the east!

You see...

..they do the same to OUR children.

Do you have children, Doctor?

Yes, I have.

(PANTING)

(MOANS)

Are you the midwife?

I'm sorry there was no-one else, but they begged me to come.

The midwife's on another case, but don't worry.

This one was a nurse in the war. Thank God you're here.

(PANTING)

(GROANS)

You're doing very well. It'll soon be over.

You'll have a beautiful new baby to show your family.

(PANTING)

My husband.

He won't see his child.

(MOANS)

What do you mean?

The Partisans took him.

Perhaps I'll never see him again.

Oh...God!

(TALKING QUIETLY)

(TONYA MOANS)

It's only nature, Sasha.

(GROANS) Yury!

He will come back.

He will find a way back.

I'm sure of it.

(PANTING) Who are you?

Are you from Moscow?

What's your name?

Larissa Antipova.

(WAILS)

(CHILD LAUGHING)

So, why did you bring your family with you, Palyk?

Papa!

I couldn't leave them behind.

When the Whites take a village...

what they do... doesn't bear thinking about.

You really think they'll be safer here?

I tell myself that.

But then I think: What if I get shot?

Papa...

What should I do with him?

Eat him. Eat him?

(LAUGHING)

The trouble is...

..you love them too much, don't you?

(LAUGHS AND SHRIEKS)

Papa!

MUFFLED PANTING

CLATTERING

Help me!

How many were there, comrade? Comrade, listen to me.

When did they leave? When?

WOUNDED MAN: Help me!

Help!

How many were there, comrade?

The doctor will help you with the pain. But I need to know.

Give him some morphine! Now!

I can't help him!

There's nothing left. Do you understand?

You finished the last yourself.

GUNSHOTS

CLAMOURING VOICES

SHOUTING AND WAILING

It's all over now, Doctor.

They are safe now.

No-one can get them now.

WAILING

Doctor!

Doctor!

RATTLES BELL

I've found myself wondering what it was like, your place.

Now I see it...

..I don't know whether I am glad or not.

Won't you sit down?

(BABY GURGLES)

I came to tell you that we are leaving Varykino.

My father has been asked to come back to the university in Moscow.

You must be very gratified.

In any case, I don't want to stay in Varykino.

I thought I was happy there.

Happier than I have ever been.

But it was all a lie.

I hate it there now.

Tonya, you mustn't think like that.

Don't tell me what I must think.

What a fool I was.

Thinking I had a husband who loved me.

Thinking I was happy.

When all the time he was thinking of you.

He couldn't wait to get out of the house to lie in your arms,

in your bed.

Why couldn't you leave him alone?

It wasn't like that.

The last time I saw him was to be the last time ever.

He was on his way back to tell you everything.

And to say that he would never see me again.

Truly?

Truly.

He always loved you, Tonya.

But not enough.

I don't want his noble sacrifice.

Do you think I'd be happy?

Watching him doing his noble suffering?

Lying awake at night, thinking of you?

Writing his poems about you? I'd rather be dead.

I just wish you'd never set eyes on him.

Do you have a husband?

Does he know about your life?

Does he care?

His name's Strelnikov.

Strelnikov?

Strelnikov is your husband?

WAS my husband.

Now I don't know.

(BABY CRIES OUT)

What I came to say...

If Yury comes back alive...

he'll come to you.

I'm sure.

If he does...

..tell him I shall always love him.

But I don't want him back, if he's still in love with you.

Only if he chooses to come.

Only if he chooses me.

Otherwise, we shall be better without him.

(EASTERN EUROPEAN CHANTING)

BELL CHIMING

Shhh.

This wild man from the east - what shall we do with him?

Do you remember Yury?

Yes, of course.

(CHUCKLES)

He should have his hair cut.

Oh, my darling...

I thought we'd lost you.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

She came with your baby.

I admire her very much, you know.

Tonya has pride and she's...

she's very brave.

She loves you so much.

I know.

She's a much better person than I am.

Go back to her. I don't deserve you.

Lara, don't say that.

I don't think I could love you so much if you had nothing to regret.

Don't go yet, Yury.

It's so dangerous everywhere now.

They're shooting people if they don't like their faces.

You're a fugitive from the Partisans.

Stay with me.

Stay with me for a while.

Until everything gets better.

(LAUGHS)

KATYA: Look at that bad man!

Quick! He's going to get us!

(LAUGHS)

(PANTING)

Welcome to Yuryatin, Comrade Minister Komarovsky.

BELL RATTLES

Oh, God!

Yury!

What a hellhole this town is.

Larissa. As lovely as ever. I thought the spell had broken,

but no, some things never change.

It's been a long time.

What are you doing here? What do you want?

Could you get us some glasses, my dear?

I hope we can be friends. We're civilised men, after all.

You and I can never be friends.

We do have one thing in common, though.

Very nice here. It's very...

Very cosy.

Little nest of love? What a shame.

Say what you have to say, and then leave.

Sit down with me, at least. Come on. I won't hurt you.

You know how much the authorities hate you, Yury Andreyevitch?

You live like an individual, with no concern for the Party.

How do you think that makes the Apparatchiks feel?

I don't care how they feel. It's their business.

You might care...

about what they're intending to do with you.

As for you, my dear,

to be the lover of this man would be enough to condemn you.

But you're also the wife of Strelnikov,

and you're being watched.

Now that the Whites are beaten, his usefulness is over.

They can't afford to let him live. He'll be hunted down...

and executed.

They might be more merciful to you. Ten years in the camps, perhaps.

Your names are on the list. I've seen them.

You should seriously think about saving yourselves.

Which brings me to the point.

I shall be travelling to Vladivostok very soon.

It's an important posting. I can take you both with me.

And the child.

Naturally, I'd prefer to just take Larissa and the child,

and leave you behind, but I don't suppose she'll agree to that.

No, I won't.

Do you think I'd agree to live and travel under your protection?

That's not what I'm offering.

I am offering to save your life, for Larissa's sake.

Once we get to Vladivostok...

you can go and join your family, or whatever you wish.

But Lara...stays with me.

Now, let's talk of... happier matters.

I'm so glad to see you again.

You've said what you came to say.

Now leave.

Yury Andreyevitch, I've come all this way to save your lives.

Is that friendly?

Please go now, Victor.

But it's late.

Aren't you going to offer me a bed for the night?

Get out.

As you wish, my darling.

I'll be waiting.

He's right.

You should go with him. It's too dangerous here.

Don't make me choose that, even for Katya's sake.

Come with us.

I can't bear to think of you and him together.

You mustn't be jealous of him, Yury.

I never loved him.

And I despise him now.

Do you really know yourself as well as that?

Hatred can be stronger than love.

He was the man...

who ruined my father.

Drove him to suicide.

(SIGHS)

So, what do we do?

Lara...

Lara, let's go to Varykino.

No-one will look for us there in winter.

If they don't see us, they won't care about us. I'm sure of it.

Mikulytsin will lend us his mare.

And if it's true...

that our days are really numbered,

then let us spend them together.

Let us spend them together in the best way.

Say goodbye to each other in the best way.

I know it's utter madness...

but let's be mad...

if there's nothing else left to us.

KATYA: Now!

Come on - quick!

He'll go without us! Run! Jump on.

Oh! Oh! No!

(LAUGHS)

Katya, look at the house!

(LAUGHS)

Mwah!

Take this.

Stand back, Katya.

Yury, this is all the food we've got left.

I know.

What are we going to do?

I have an idea.

How many candles are left?

Hm?

(VIOLIN)

(ROMANTIC PIANO MUSIC)

Whoa.

Someone's coming.

HORSES NEIGH

Lara!

Ya! Ya!

Katya! Katya!

TROIKA BELLS JINGLE

HORSES NEIGH

It's time to stop playing around now.

My train leaves today for the east.

There will never be an offer like this again.

Lara, you must go.

You must go and take Katya.

No, I'm not going without you.

You can imagine how eager I am for your company, Dr Zhivago,

but I ask you to reconsider

for Larissa's sake.

Go with him.

Stay alive.

I'll find you.

I'll find you again, I promise.

Can I have a word with you, Zhivago? In private?

If you must.

You write poems for her. How nice (!)

I wish I had time to read them.

I'm told you have great talent.

Now, listen. I couldn't say this in front of Lara and the child.

Strelnikov is dead.

He was captured last night and shot.

If Lara stays, she'll be shot too.

That is a certainty. I've seen the warrant.

I don't blame you for refusing my help.

We all have our sticking points.

But would you agree to deceive her

for her sake and for Katya's?

She must think you are coming too.

A little white lie - would you do that? Would you help me save her life?

You don't save lives. You destroy them.

I knew that about you the first time that I saw you.

Why are you doing this?

You must know that she hates you.

She despises you.

Everything about you disgusts her.

Well, of course, that is what she would say to you.

It's the truth.

It's the truth and you know it.

Well, perhaps it is.

But don't you know...

..I would have her under any terms at all?

But you'll never really have her.

She'll never be yours.

Come. There's no time to lose.

Yury Andreyevitch has changed his mind.

Are you coming with us? I'm coming.

I'll lock up the house and I'll follow you.

We should all go together. There's no room.

Besides, what about the horse?

If we were to leave her behind, the wolves would take her.

Go. Go on.

You will come, won't you?

I'm coming, Lara.

I promise you.

Yeah?

All right.

Go.

We can go.

SLOW, APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS

Lara, my wife.

Where is she?

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

DISTANT SHOUTS

Ah, Malenkov. Thank you.

You remember Jack, I'm sure.

WHISTLE BLOWS

This is his son.

His name is Bobby.

Yury!

No, no, Lara. Sit down. Sit down.

Everything's arranged.

It wasn't safe for him to come into town,

so he'll meet us a little further up the line...

..if all goes well.

Oh, God. Yury...

Lara...

It will be just like old times.

No.

I'm carrying his child.

TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS

Everything.

Everything I did...

Everything I did was for her sake.

I wanted to make a world where no-one could do

what that man did to her.

I wanted to make a world where innocence...and virtue

were compulsory.

All I did was spread a lot more misery...

..waste a few thousand lives.

And after everything, I'm hunted like an animal

and the Komarovskys of this world

are still running it for their own pleasure.

Strelnikov.

Strelnikov (!) I used to be Antipov.

Little Pasha Antipov.

So she's gone, has she?

I wish I could have seen her.

Just once more.

Do you have any idea how much she loved you?

What makes you say that?

Because she told me herself.

She said this?

She said this? She said this to you?

Yes.

She loved me?

She loved me. Very good.

Excellent.

But it's not enough,

never enough!

Yes, well,

I'd better let you go to bed now.

Go on, you go.

Thank you for listening to me.

By the way, are these your poems?

Yes. Do you mind if I look at them?

I'd be honoured.

Good night, then.

TRAIN WHISTLE

RHYTHMIC HAMMERING DROWNS OUT SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN

Comrade?

Doctor Zhivago!

I thought you would be in Paris.

I'm in Moscow to look for my wife.

Is she here?

Do you know where she's living?

So you never heard?

She wrote to you, she told me, but she never heard back.

I never received a letter.

She left her last letter with me, in case you ever turned up.

BELL RINGS

'My dear Yury, it feels so strange to be writing this to you

not knowing whether you are dead or alive.

Do you know that we have a little daughter?

We have christened her Masha in memory of your mother.

Yury, we are being deported.

My father has fallen out of favour.

I don't know whether they will let you come too,

or if you want to come, or even if you are alive,

but I must believe you are and hope that you receive this

and come to find us one day.'

MAN: Tonya?

Yes, yes. One minute.

'God keep you.

I must stop. They are here.

I must pray that we shall all be safe,

but it feels as if they had come to take us to our death.

Oh, Yury...

Goodbye, my love. Goodbye.

Let me make the sign of the cross over you

and bless you for all the years ahead.

I am not blaming you for anything.

Make your life as you wish,

only that you are all right.

Tonya.'

(BABY CRIES)

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN RUSSIAN

No need for that.

A little dignity, gentlemen, please.

MERRY SHOUTS

Help me, Misha.

They won't let me leave the country.

You could put a word in for me.

Help me.

Help me to get back to Tonya.

You can't make a woman happy with half your love.

Don't you know that yet?

Let her go, Yury.

She's better off without you.

You know what?

I loved her all my life

and I never laid a finger on her.

Let me take a look at you.

What are you doing, Misha?

Stop it.

Breathe deeply.

I'm surprised you could walk in here.

Your heart is gone.

Your lungs are like old paper bags.

I'll write you a certificate. You can have a disability pension.

I don't want a disability pension.

I want to do the only things I can do.

I want to work as a doctor...

..and write poetry.

After all this, you still write poems?

What about?

The world.

Love.

Particular people.

How extraordinary it all is.

What a gift it is to be alive in the world

and to know you're alive.

It's better.

(Thank you.)

Lara?

Yes.

Some people called her Larissa.

What was she like?

Well, I try to say there, in the poems.

You do it very well.

Do you think you'll ever see her again?

No.

WOMAN: Yury.

Yury!

Yury!

(GROANS)

He was your father.

I know.

Excuse me.

Lara?

Yes.

I was Yury's best friend.

I came to Moscow to try to find him.

But I understood you were -

- living with Victor Komarovsky?

Yes.

But in the end I got away from him.

He won't be coming after me again.

These are yours.

His poems.

We are all in there.

All our lives, all these terrible times.

But most of all, you.

TRAM BELL RINGS

YOUNG MAN: 'That day, my mother was arrested by the police.'

Let's have a race.

You go first.

Take this.

I'll give you a head start.

I'll catch up.

Don't look back.

Now run. Run!

'I never saw her again.

I can only suppose she died

or vanished somewhere...

forgotten as a nameless number on a list which was later mislaid,

in one of the innumerable concentration camps in the north.'

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