All language subtitles for Nicholas.and.Alexandra.1971.1080p.HDTV.AV1-NX

Thank you.

Thank you.

Okay.

Oh, Cher.

A son.

I have a son.

Eight pounds.

And Sonny, is she all right?

Oh, yes.

Shall I make the announcement?

Incredible. I have a son.

He's not the first boy ever born, you
know.

Does he have to be Alexis?

Can't we call him something else?

Alexis was a gentle Tsar.

Perhaps the only one.

Not counting you.

I thought we'd go on having girls
forever.

I still can't believe it. Oh, he's
dribbling.

Oh, let me... I prayed so hard.

I'm sure that's how it happened.

Have you heard him cry?

Not much.

I'll pinch him, shall I? He's going to
be enormous.

Even bigger than your father was.

We couldn't call him Alexander, could
we?

He's asleep.

Undoubtedly, we've bored him.

Do you want him for a minute?

Not particularly.

I've had a son.

For years I've daydreamed how I'd feel.

And all that time I never dreamed.

I'm filled with...

It isn't joy or anything like that.

It's more.

It's terribly important.

And I don't know why you're smiling.

Du bist ein Dummkopf.

Du bist ein Dummkopf.

Du bist ein Dummkopf. Du bist ein
Dummkopf. Du bist ein Dummkopf.

Tu lebst.

If he wakes up hungry, bring him back.

Yes, Majesty.

At once, no matter what the time is.

The night dispatch is from Port Arthur.
They've been in for hours.

Can't that wait?

I wish it could.

The boy will bring us luck.

We'll smash the Japanese and drive them
from Korea, and I don't care what it

costs.

I have a son to fight for now.

We have a son.

Yes.

And if you don't get some rest, you'll
starve.

Have I made you happy, Nicky?

No. Not much.

I think I like your gentle laugh.

Let's call him Alexis.

I don't like entertaining with a war on.
Not right somehow.

So we've kept it small.

Just family.

I can't wait.

Oh, good girl.

You'll make a party goer yet. See you in
St. Petersburg tonight.

Come on now, Nicky.

All right, Uncle.

Who's the sober -looking fellow?

Gilliard, the new French tutor.

Can't you stay?

We're seeing Vitti. That man.

He's a brilliant Prime Minister.

I never liked him.

I'm the one he bellows at.

You shouldn't let him.

He's your servant.

Everyone's your servant.

You're too gentle.

You should slam your fist down, as your
father always did.

It's no use.

Frowning helps.

It's paper.

Did he have a good night?

Did he miss me?

Come, look.

I haven't seen him since last night.

I think he's aged.

What's this?

It's nothing.

Nicky.

Pull out, or I'll not answer for it.

You must show me how you do that.

Have I your Majesty's permission to
review the facts again?

If Port Arthur falls... No fact begins
with if.

Port Arthur has been under siege for six
months.

It has cost us 30 ,000 dead.

If it's... A student stopped me in the
street the other day. Excuse me, sir,

but why are we at war?

Because, my boy, we want Korea, but the
Japanese will insist on fighting us for

it. Thank you, sir, but what does Russia
need Korea for?

Because, my boy, we have no ice -free
port on the Pacific. I see. In that

sir, it isn't good enough. He's right,
sir.

It's not good enough at all.

Imagine, sire, imagine that you are a
factory worker. You're really poor.

Your belly is never full. You freeze
eight months of the year.

Your children have no school, no doctor.

Your country taxes you and sends your
sons a continent away to die on a piece

land on the Pacific.

Now, sir, Japan is a third -rate power.

If she defeats us, if Port Arthur falls,
we shall be

disgraced in the eyes of the world, and
here at home we shall have an

insurrection on our hands.

My people love me, Sergei Yulievich.

They want a constitution.

and the right to vote for an elected
doomer.

They're angry, and they're serious.

Are you advising me to give my rights
away?

I'm advising you to stop a hopeless war.

Is it so hopeless, Nicolás?

Well, Nicky, let me put it this way.

Here's a bullet, a bullet made in St.
Petersburg.

I send it off to war.

How does it get there?

On a single spur of track.

4 ,000 miles long.

And in the middle, no track at all.

Oh, God help it, it spends three days
packed on sleds.

And every boot, shell or pound of tea we
send.

Get out now, Nicky.

While there's time.

The Russia that my father gave me never
lost a war.

What shall I say to my son when the time
comes?

That I had no pride?

But I was weak.

I've always thought God meant me to
rule.

He put me here.

He chose me, and whatever happens is his
will.

We shall fight on to victory.

There will be no victory.

Only strikes and riots.

You must give your people a little of
what they want, sir.

Not all, just a taste.

The English have a parliament.

Our British cousins gave their rights
away.

The Habsburgs and the Hohenzollern too.
The Romanovs will not.

What I was given, I will give my son.

This is my first conference.

I've been in Siberia. So was I.

I was sentenced to three years. So was
I.

But I only stayed for a month. I made a
run for it.

He wants to introduce himself.

Darling. Oh, yes.

I've already inquired about you.

Trotsky.

You've been avoiding me.

Are you going to vote?

Against your motion.

You're a fool.

I'm sorry.

I can't always do what you tell me.

The Romanovs are crowing over the new
heir and the party is in a mess.

We must be united. I shall win this vote
in spite of you.

Then you'll split the party. I intend to
split it.

It needs it.

Martov, will you vote for me?

No.

Against.

Come on, Martov.

He doesn't realize what we're trying to
do.

I'm sure you're right.

Good. So you're going to vote for me?

I would, but I'm not a delegate.

I can't vote.

Mr.

Lenin.

Excuse me, Mr. Lenin. I'm from the
Socialist Worker.

Could you tell me what you think of the
socialist movement in England?

The English cut their meat wrong.

Their tea is terrible.

And the weather was better in Siberia.

At least you keep your policemen under
control.

The vote will now be taken.

Pay attention.

You're about to see the birth of the
Bolshevik party.

How do you spell that, Mr. Lenin?

I'm going to vote.

Come on, Pankratov.

It's Mama's birthday.

Can't you see I have a headache?

You're just shy. You're too old for that
now.

I... Me don't fall.

You enjoy yourself at parties.

I get headaches.

If you sat there knowing everyone
disliked you, feeling like a

one dislikes you. Yes, they do.

You never see unpleasant things.

You drift away.

I even wonder if you hear me half the
time.

Just now I find you all too audible.

You do.

Guess what?

You've got your headache.

Not a deal.

Not even London on a Sunday is as boring
as a room full of Romanovs.

We see them rarely, Mama.

You see everyone rarely.

We'd see more of you if you traveled
less.

Victor had tea with me today.

Oh.

Yes. He talked about the war, like
everyone else.

He ate all my... but he never stopped
talking, clever man.

He thinks... I know what he thinks. He
thinks we can't afford wars.

It's too ambitious.

We're an 18th century country in a 20th
century world.

We need all our strength and money to
look after Russia. Don't waste it on

little yellow Buddhists or pagans or
whatever they are.

It's a great mistake to get involved in
all these strikes and wars.

You only encourage them by taking them
seriously.

Your father always said... Thank you for
your kind advice.

I haven't finished yet, Nicky.

I know I'm not as clever as I pretend to
be, but I'm sure of this.

Get out of Korea and forget about Japan.

And 36?

You must let me look after this war.

I'm going to see if Sonny is all right.

And I suppose everyone will be expecting
me to dance.

Well, I mustn't disappoint them.

I hope it's not too cold for you.

Can I get you some champagne?

Thank you.

Ah, look.

There's this fantastic holy fellow just
arrived.

You must meet him.

He's a live, authentic star straight
from the fields.

Cures diseases by the laying on of
hands.

I've seen him do it.

Saw this fellow, weeviled in.

Legs like pretzels.

Then the starlets.

Gregory Rasputin was his name.

Gave him a deep look.

Touched him.

Prayed a bit.

And up the pretzel popped and skipped
about the room.

A bit grotesquely, I admit, but you
could tell he was skipping.

Why are you afraid?

Why? Why what?

I think you're frightened.

Strangers frighten you.

I knew a woman in Prokofsko.

That's my home, a little village in
Sideria.

And this woman, she was so afraid of
strangers that she bought herself a

pinewood box and lived in it.

And one day...

Her husband nailed the lid on, dug a
hole, and dropped her into it.

Yvonne, don't, she cried.

I only want to make you happy, he said.

I know, but heaven's full of strangers.

Let me out.

A barn of a place.

Like a nice house.

Never could stand marble.

Is there room for two of them?

Have a drink?

Quite right.

Have some of this vodka.

Keep you warm.

You know, I ought to sell this place or
give it away.

But no one would be fool enough to take
it.

I started late to be a starlet.

I was 20 when this vision came.

We peasants get them all the time.

The virgin comes and tells them when to
sell their sheep, if they want to make a

profit.

She told me to become a pilgrim.

So I started to walk.

I waited for her to tell me when to
stop, but she didn't.

I walked 2 ,000 miles.

And when I got to Greece, I couldn't
walk any further, so I stopped.

I spent two years in a monastery, and
then I walked home again.

Sometimes people say to me, what do I
need to become a starlet?

And I say, good feet.

Father Gregory, do you have visions?

Sometimes.

Why does God send them to you?

God knows.

I don't.

I used to be a Lutheran.

They take God very seriously.

I take him as he comes, Matushka.

When it pleases him, he uses me.

You mean he actually appears?

You see him?

What's a vision like?

Sometimes it's voices.

Other times, I'm not sure what I see.

I know exactly what you mean.

It happens to me sometimes.

And I pray.

Especially late at night.

The candles flicker and it's dark.

And out of the corner of my eye, I think
I see... I don't know what.

And when I turn to look, it's gone.

You missed the ballet. It was lovely.

We can leave now, if you like.

Already?

But we haven't done it yet.

May I say something intimate?

In public?

I'll whisper it.

Well, if you must.

I adore you.

Had such a lovely time.

And Father Gregory, I thought he was
delightful, didn't you?

An interesting fellow, I suppose.

They tell me in Siberia the woods are
full of them.

The Zarevich's bruise worried me.

I made some tests.

I wasn't sure. I'm not a specialist.

But I'm afraid these gentlemen concur.

There is no doubt of it.

No doubt of any kind.

It is unquestionably haemophilia.

I see.

Excuse me, but it takes a moment to
absorb.

And what's the treatment?

Nothing, sire.

But that's not possible.

There must be medicines.

There are no medicines.

Nothing at all.

I see.

The female is the carrier.

The mother gives it to the son.

Your mother got it from her mother,
Queen Victoria, and passed it on to you.

I see.

It strikes some males and misses others.
Of Victoria's four sons, just one had

haemophilia. And just one of mine.

Some haemophiliacs grow up to lead quite
long and normal lives.

And some do not.

The chemical that makes the blood clot
is missing.

When he cuts himself, he bleeds
extensively.

Then we shall see to it that Alexis does
not cut himself.

Well, it's more than that. A surface
will... Let me... They tell me cuts

matter much.

They tell me if Alexis cuts his hand,
they tie it very tight.

And after a little while, the bleeding
stops.

It's when he bleeds inside.

They told me any bump can make him bleed
inside.

One never knows.

An awful blow may do no harm at all.

And then again, a tiny tap and it
begins.

They told me the blood seeps slowly,
sometimes going on for days.

They told me the area begins to swell,
fills up like a balloon until the

pressure is so great the bleeding stops.

Then, while the swelling lasts, the
blood attacks the bone. Oh, Nicky. It

leave a limb all bent and twisted.

And while all of this is going on,
there's nothing they can do.

That's what they told me.

Tell them they are mistaken.

Tell them we shall go to other doctors.

Tell them to get out.

My son is perfect.

He will have a long life and grow up to
be a great Tsar like his father.

No!

No! More troops!

He's going to send more men to die!

No! What are the fools? And Nicholas is
sending more...

It's all over, Petya.

She's dead.

She lived her life here in this place.

She got married.

I was born, father died.

My eldest son is playing here in this
place.

They go on working.

Well, why not? They have to live.

I work when they die.

Let me tell them.

Petra?

I want to kill somebody.

They come here sometimes.

The other factory workers.

And they tell us that we should burn...
things down.

Make bombs.

But I want to fight back.

Once.

All violence begets is violence.

They'll beat you.

There's a better way.

We are going to see the Tsar.

You know what they say, Father?

God is too high and the Tsar is too far
away.

The Tsar is here in Petersburg to bless
the troops.

He's staying at the Winter Palace.

Thousands of us will march there on
Sunday morning.

I'll go to him on the balcony and read
this.

Sire, we working men and inhabitants of
St. Petersburg come to you, sire, to

seek for truth, justice, and protection.

Only you can hear our prayers.

And if you do not, we shall die here on
this square before your

palace.

St. George will guard you.

St.

George will guard you.

No.

Beautiful to watch them.

Bless you.

We must get back to Susquehanna.

I've ordered the train already and I'll
cancel all the engagements.

Vladimir, what is it?

Message from Botkin.

Sarovich is bleeding.

Oh, my God.

How long before our train comes?

I don't know.

Perhaps half an hour.

I want to go.

We will. We will. Now.

Nicky, take me home.

The train's the fastest way. We have to
wait. I can't.

My baby's bleeding. I'm in Petersburg.
He needs me.

Half an hour.

Oh, God save my little boy. Sonny, stop.

Take me away.

I want my baby. Let me go.

You bless them.

Think of the soldiers.

Think of the war. Think of the weather.
Think of anything but not baby.

I can't.

Do it.

God is good.

Believe in his mercy.

He will not punish the cruel world.

Believe in his mercy.

Believe in his mercy.

He will not... I'm just going to stop.

Well. What if the bleeding doesn't stop?

It must.

Botkin doesn't think Alexis will... Die.

Thank God.

It isn't much to thank him for.

Botkin said... What do doctors know?

They're useless.

Well, it's in God's hands.

Submit. Submit.

You should have been a monk.

Won't you ever fight?

I can't fight you.

My baby's dying.

There are no medicines.

Christ Jesus!

Sonny. Don't come near me.

I can't seem to get them right.

Matushka, tell me what it is.

I keep thinking the arrangement matters.

I can't even remember which saint they
are.

It doesn't matter.

They know you.

I knew all their names once.

I had to.

To marry Nicky, I had to change my
faith.

That was a great sin, don't you think?

God think so.

He won't hear me when I pray.

I've sinned.

And he won't listen.

All saints were sinners once.

God loves sinners.

Then why is he killing my baby?

We had a man in Prokofskoe.

He didn't wash or work.

He lied, stole, cheated, drank, chased
all the women.

He was a sinner.

Why, out of all men, did the Virgin come
to him?

Perhaps he lied.

You said he was a liar?

No.

She came.

I saw her.

I know all there is to know about sin.

Pray with me, Matushka.

God is here.

I can't.

That's my punishment.

I shouldn't have sinned for you.

I don't know you at all.

If baby wakes, he'll need me.

Goodbye.

Child will die if you don't get down on
your knees and beg for his life like a

peasant begging for crust at your door.

You will be taken back to St.
Petersburg.

Wait outside.

I knew you were going to send for me.

I knew the child was sick.

I know what's the matter with him.

I see blood when I shut my eyes.

A lot of blood.

I saw blood once before, when I was in
Jerusalem.

And then my father died.

In Kazan, there's an ivory Christ and
the wounds bleed.

Someone told me there's a Madonna in
Kharkov that sheds real tears.

Matushka.

I see things.

I have power.

I cure the sick.

Holy men kneel to me and kiss my hands.

I am a vessel of the Lord.

I have spoken with God.

It must be so.

How else can I do these things?

I save souls and bring peace.

God leads me.

He brought me here.

He speaks through me.

I am the voice of God.

It is His will.

I have been sent to do great things.

Your Majesty.

Baby's better.

He never came.

Nicholas, the murderer.

The bloody, bloody murderer.

I understand it. How many dead? Who
ordered the shooting?

Hundreds of bodies.

Nobody ordered it.

Someone's responsible.

You run this government.

This came last night.

It reads, Sire, we working men... Answer
me.

How many were killed?

I don't know yet. Certainly hundreds.

Why wasn't I told they were marching?

Would you have met them?

How could I?

Would you have given them a Duma? Of
course not. Elections? Schools?

No. Then why bother to inform you? You
wouldn't have done anything.

I want a good life for my people. On
your terms.

I know what will make them happy.

They're children and they need desire.
They need tradition.

Not this.

They're the victims of agitators.

A Duma would make them bewildered and
discontented.

And don't tell me about London and
Berlin.

God save us from the mess they're in.

I see.

So they talk, pray, march.

Plead, petition, or whatever they get.
Cossacks, prison, flogging, police,

spies. And now, after today, they will
be shot.

Is this God's will?

Are these his methods?

So, make war on your own people.

How long do you think they're going to
stand unless you shoot them?

You ask me who's responsible.

You ask!

Russia will explode.

A massacre in Petersburg, and now the
Japanese have forced Nicholas to accept

peace on their terms. He's lost the war.

Thousands of soldiers killed and all for
nothing.

This time Nicholas has destroyed
himself.

I'm going to Petersburg.

But you'll need bombs and explosives and
ammunition.

They can be smuggled in, Leon. Oh, for
God's sake, don't discuss that with her.

She probably thinks she can wheel
machine guns across the frontier in a

carriage.

Who wrote this extraordinary rubbish?

You're not going to print it.

I was going to speak to you about it
first.

This must be some of your nonsense,
Trotsky.

Lenin's theory comes to this.

The party decides what the people think.
An elite decides what the party thinks.

The central committee decides what the
elite thinks.

And Lenin decides what they all think.

You will print it. I can't.

The style's atrocious.

I'll never understand you.

You hate anyone who's not your kind of
Bolshevik more than you hate the Tsar.

wonder they call you Robespierre.

Everybody's got to think like you or
they're out.

He thinks freedom is something you write
on a wall. You don't actually practice

it. That's not true.

Of course I agree you're free to say
what you like.

And you must agree I'm free to shoot you
for saying it.

Murder, arson, terror.

I'll agree to anything that gives us
power.

Power?

No, we can't have power if we
compromise.

Even though it takes years.

Terror and power.

Careful. Are you all right, Alexei?

Alexei, Alexei, mustn't run and mustn't
play, mustn't jump and mustn't climb,

must be careful all the time.

Alexei, you must try to understand.

Your mother worries.

We both do.

Alexei, Alexei, mustn't run and mustn't
play, mustn't jump and mustn't climb,

must be careful all the time.

I found some mushrooms.

Father won't let me pick them. He said
they were poisonous.

Oh, dear.

They were green.

I'm hungry.

All you ever serve is bread and butter.

It's tradition.

I'll do better in the kitchen.

Gourney, don't let him run too fast.

He's always happy here at La Bardia.

The Crimea's good for him.

It's good for all of us.

Some tea?

One cup.

Before Stolipin comes, I'd like to play
a little tennis.

We have so few days here.

Can't your ministers leave us alone?

You used to like him. For my sake, be as
gracious as you can.

He's not a good man, Nicky. He's against
us.

Nonsense.

He's a great Prime Minister.

I sent Father Gregory to see him.

You sent Rasputin?

What in God's name for?

Our friend reads people's hearts.

He knows who loves us, no, doesn't he?

He can tell.

Stolypin is a bad man.

In future, may I ask you, please?

I don't care if he talks to God or not.

Rasputin is a peasant.

Is my judgment so inadequate?

Am I too dense to tell a statesman when
I see one? What on earth?

Storm Leaping, you look absolutely
terrible.

Here's what we're going to do.

Peter Arkadievich, only you could wear a
briefcase with a bathing suit.

I think I'd feel naked without it.

Besides, I must have somewhere to put my
life belt.

in the years since Viti retired is a
miracle.

Or a mirage.

Russia's too large.

It's impossible to govern.

I'm not what holds it all together.

You are.

Which is why the Tessentini next month
is so important to us.

Final schedules pending your approval.

I'm afraid the tour is long and taxing.

But it's critical that people feel the
dynasty is permanent and strong.

300 years of Romanos.

That fact is vital to us.

It implies, first of all... Come on,
Peter.

Out with it.

We leave for Petersburg tomorrow.

What's so urgent that it brings you all
this way?

One finds these everywhere.

All over Petersburg.

The printing is poor, but the thought is
clear.

What's wrong with the Okhrana?

Can't 10 ,000 secret agents find a
printing press?

They can't find all of them.

I want it stopped.

It's too late now. They're planning to
debate the issue in the Duma.

Damn the Duma.

It is work.

He made me give it to the people.

Close it.

Shut it down.

I don't like the Duma any more than you
do.

But I'd rather let them talk than have
to deal with riots and strikes and

marches. It would be better to give them
more power than face that.

I am the Tsar.

And I would never accept that.

Police reports.

On Gregory Ifimovic Rasputin.

Drunk half the time.

Whores, generals' wives.

Oh, he's generous with himself, I'll say
that for him.

That's his only Christian virtue.

He'll sleep with anyone. And it's no
secret. Everybody knows it.

He came to see me.

Apparently with Her Majesty's blessing.

He even tried to hypnotise me.

Why is such a man admitted to the
palace?

You know why. Your people don't.

I'll tell them, shall I?

Citizens... Your Zarevich could get a
bloody nose and die from it.

You've got to send him off, away from
Petersburg.

How can I? People think he violates your
daughters and your wife.

Get him out of Petersburg. I can't
control the situation if you don't. And

do?

What happens if... Alexei!

All right, Nagorny.

You'll always save me.

It's all Nagorny's fault.

Hodkin warned us Alexis would behave
like this.

It's a typical reaction.

It's even got a name.

I don't care.

A sailor for a nurse.

It's an absurd idea.

It's mine.

You'll say Alexei needs a nurse.

He needs the company of men.

Does he?

He's with you all day long. You hardly
ever come to meals.

I never seem to see you anymore.

My place is where I'm needed most.

It must be hard to have so many people
need you.

I'll be patient.

If I wait, my turn will come.

Oh, Nicky.

What a mess I make of things, sir.

I meant to look so nice for you.

I meant our last night in D 'Vadia to be
beautiful.

Sometimes I wonder how you live with me.

I wonder too.

Only I know I could never live without
you.

Sunny. My decision stands.

I've seen you out of courtesy.

If you've come here to plead... I came
to say goodbye, Batushka.

I'm going home.

I don't like St. Petersburg.

It makes me drink too much.

And when I drink, the women come.

The women here are worse than the
peasants in my village.

No restraint.

Is Matushka angry with me?

She won't admit you even take a drink,
much less... No.

She believes in you completely.

She is a saint.

Lead me while I'm gone.

Pretend I'm with you.

Say the things that trouble you the way
you always do. That will help.

I only sit and listen anyway.

The voice of God is in you.

It was necessary.

Why?

Stolipin recommended it.

Our friend warned me he was bad.

Rasputin drinks, takes bribes. He is an
adulterer.

He's a saint.

Little men always abuse them. I can show
you the police reports. More little

men? People say he sleeps with you.

What do I care what people think?

I have to care.

I want him.

Bring him back. I can't. Can't you do
anything?

I am.

I'm standing up to you for once.

Who's going to save Alexei?

We have doctors.

Damn you and your doctors. What about my
son? I've other important things to

answer for. I don't.

Give me Rasputin back.

No, I will not. If baby dies, you
murdered him. I didn't give him

Murderer. I'll never forgive you. You
gave it to him. It was you.

I've seen so many specialists and
doctors and surgeons.

Sometimes I did not tell you.

I know most of them are quacks.

But I still tried.

I have spent nights on my knees,
praying.

And Rasputin's the only one who's helped
me bear my punishment.

I cling to this common peasant from
Siberia.

They laugh at me in the streets.

You have turned against me.

But I cannot help it.

It's for me.

It's me.

Whatever happens, I deserve it.

It's my punishment.

It's mine.

Stalin's been sentenced to Siberia
again.

What else?

The Ukrainians infiltrated ourselves in
Moscow.

They found all our explosives in Minsk.

Perhaps I should go back to Petersburg.

You didn't do much good last time.

What else is happening?

Not much.

Not since Rasputin went back to Siberia.

Yes, it's a pity.

He can't cause much trouble there.

He was worth more than an army of
Bolsheviks in Petersburg.

They've arrested Sverdlov in Kiev.

Spies everywhere.

No one trusts anyone.

Some of our party leaders work for the
Okhrana.

I see you were in the Minsk group when
it was raided.

Yes.

You got away?

Yes. I managed to hide.

And all the others were caught?

Yes.

You got somewhere to live?

Yes. I'm five minutes away from here.

Good.

Good.

Thank you for bringing the message.

Don't see us again. Soon.

Don't drink.

Too many of our men take to drink here
in Paris.

If Ferdloff's been arrested...

He's a double agent he works for the O
'Connor

Go home

I don't feel like talking tonight. I've
got nothing to say

Look at yourself.

That's all right.

There's no hurry.

In the last ten years, I've spent three
months in Russia.

I'm out of fashion.

No one's wearing me this year.

I talk and no one listens. I write and
no one reads.

Think what we'll be like in 10 or 15
years.

Emigres go off their heads in the end,
you know.

No. Mad, old cranks, with no money, no
country.

Always worrying about the laundry,
complaining when the mail's late.

Being ill in charity hospitals and
buried with the paupers. No, Illich.

It won't be like that.

300 years of Romanovs.

Why not 300 more?

to come on this tercentenary tour, Peter
Arkadievich, but God help me, I do love

it when they stand and wave.

Is he dead?

No.

There's a lot of blood, pain.

The doctor's with her.

Yes.

Good.

He's a good man.

They always kill the good men.

The ones who help them most.

They killed my grandfather.

He freed the serfs, you know.

He helped them.

So they threw a bomb.

Mr. Leapin is a good man.

I... I can't find a match.

They've got the man who shot him.

The man?

Some kind of revolutionary.

Damn them all.

You help them and they kill you for it.

Give them Dumas and they give you bombs.

that he can close this building, but the
Juma won't be closed.

That's quite enough, Mr. Karensky. No,
it's not, Mr. Prime Minister.

You cannot repress this body and you
cannot repress the people.

That's the road to revolution.

We're not revolutionaries here.

Most of us want a system like the
British.

Let there be a czar.

But let there be a parliament with
rights and powers. We won't be denied,

Cacopto. This government deplores
brutality and violence.

But when dissent gets out of hand, when
opposition ceases to be peaceful, law

and order must and will be kept.

Not at this price!

The Duma is not a street corner. There
is no violence here.

But even we are not free to speak.

Where is...

And he's bringing room.

You must be more careful. It was
nothing.

I'm going to run away and be an actress
when I grow up. It's my destiny.

Once you've felt the call of the stage,
you know.

It's in your blood.

A princess can't be an actress.

You might as well say you feel the call
to be a trollop.

What's a trollop?

Trollop? Trollop. Yes, that sounds nice.

Perhaps I'll be a trollop instead.

Monsieur Julliard, what's French for
trollop?

I'm going to marry a prince and have
eight children.

Ten if he's really nice.

How many will you have, Olga?

What's the use in daydreaming?

I should like to be a teacher when I
grow up.

Teaching is such a noble profession.

That's Monsieur Gilliard.

Do you think I've caught his eye?

Monsieur Gilliard.

How do you say smoldering in French?

You silly, stupid child.

No, no, no, no. En français.

Quel enfant méchant et étourdi.

and princesses performing an English
play in French for an audience of Polish

nobles.

I hope somebody understands it.

Well, at least we have the date
ourselves.

Mother, I'm bleeding.

Oh, dear God.

How far is it back to Spala?

Two or three miles, Your Majesty.

As fast as you can go.

A most severe attack.

The hemorrhaging may last for days.

For days? I cabled the specialists in
Petersburg. They left at once, but they

won't reach here until tomorrow night.

And the pain?

It comes in waves.

His fever's high. There may be
complications.

All we can do is watch and wait.

He will recover, won't he?

He's a strong boy.

He really is, you know.

The swelling.

Did you see?

I hate this house.

Of all the godforsaken places.

Mise en forme.

Our guests.

What shall I say?

As long as we are here, no one will ever
know about Alexis.

I think it's best to wait.

But if you wait, you may die.

This is the heir to all the writers.

Would you want his body on your
operating table?

You could not have chosen a worse time.

My son, as we sit here, is with the
doctors. I didn't choose it, sir. It was

forced on me.

I beg your majesty to understand. All
right.

Get on with it.

There must, in my opinion, be a change
in policy.

200 strikers have been shot in Vienna.

At the present rate, we'll soon have a
million workers on strike.

We can't shoot them all.

The Duma must be reconvened.

Just leave your papers here. I'll read
them when I can.

I need some answers now.

I haven't any now.

Your Majesty, I must insist. Stay here.
Go back to Petersburg. I don't care what

you do.

They want their Duma.

Give it back to them.

I hope to God they rot in it.

As for...

Well?

They think it best to wait.

That's all?

What for?

What are they waiting for?

Developments. I see.

And how long will the wait be?

I want our friend.

The Prime Minister's been here.

He says they've shot more strikers. I
can't even remember how many this time.

We decided something important.

Oh, yes.

The Duma.

I want this message sent now.

I want Father Gregory.

I was too young when Father died.

You were 26.

I want our friend.

If he's at home and starts tonight, the
trip will take a week. It's senseless.

Send it.

The funny thing, my son is dying.

You wept for days.

You never knew.

I never said how I felt listening to you
sobbing.

Telling everyone how afraid you were.

Most men are men at 21.

You made me so ashamed.

All right.

In the name of the Father, and of the
Son, and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

The Tsarevich has been taken ill. The
heir's condition is considered to be

grave. His response to treatment so far?

Yes, yes.

This one for midday to announce.

A severe relapse and one for tomorrow
night.

The final bulletin.

I see. I see.

As to the funeral plans... For God's
sake, Vladimir.

But you need to know.

The funeral train will consist of 11
cars.

Some tea, at least.

It's come.

He's answered.

Listen.

God has seen your tears and heard your
prayers.

Do not grieve.

The little one will not die.

Do not let the doctors bother him.

Be at peace.

I'm leaving immediately and will be at
your side soon.

He's not to be disturbed.

I want your promise.

But, Your Majesty... No more doctors.

I can bar the door if need be.

I can sleep now.

All is well, my darling.

Alexei likes me best in rubies.

Come, we'll see him now.

Good morning, my darling.

Good morning, mother.

Why do you have such nasty dreams,
Bertie? I had the gun.

There was blood everywhere.

Alexei.

You were dreaming about Archduke Franz
Ferdinand. Oh.

It was nothing.

I had a dream.

If you had a dream, let's talk about it.

Are you all right, Franz?

Franz Ferdinand's assassination is very
bad for Austria and the Serb.

And for the assassin and his family.

The politics is like that in the
Balkans.

The English vote and the Serbs
assassinate.

You see, Serbia wants its freedom.

And Austria won't give it to them, and
so this happens.

Sometimes it has happened here.

They threw a bomb... Vicky, it's so
late.

They're not children anymore.

They must accept these things.

Grandfather was killed by a bomb.

So was Uncle Sergei.

But Serbia is a long way off.

We don't need to have bad dreams about
our Jews.

The diplomats will send some angry
notes, a few generals will go on

and everyone will be sensible again.

All over Europe, the kings and queens
are sleeping safely in their beds.

And that's what we are going to do.

Your Majesty must not.

This is only a partial mobilization.

It is against Austria, not Germany or
anyone else.

If Russia mobilizes, there will be a
war.

The Austrians are shelling Belgrade. We
must be ready to defend ourselves.

I'm ordering prayers for peace to be
said in all the churches.

But now, if you will excuse me, I must
see my ministers for armaments and

recruitment. It is in our hands, not
God's.

He gave us minds to reason.

We can talk sanity to lunatics. We can
calm mad dogs. God help us if we have to

start praying.

We can pray when we bury the dead.

Here's

some

wonderful news.

A telegram from the Kaiser. Just what we
wanted.

offering to mediate between us and
Austria.

I knew I could count on Billy.

You see?

He signed it, your very sincere and
devoted friend and cousin Billy.

With due respect to your cousin, sire,
the Kaiser is a deceitful megalomaniac.

If he is offering to help, then it is
time to pray.

They won't last a week.

We'll bury the German army in that
little fancy of a Kaiser and be home for

Christmas.

Colonel Varkov, inform the staff that
the situation has improved greatly.

I'll brief them fully in half an hour.
But shall we continue to prepare for the

general mobilization?

In case?

I'll brief you fully in half an hour.

We can't run a modern war, sir.

We're not fighting Napoleon this time.

Germany has ten miles of railway to
every one of us. They have a hundred

factories to every one of us. All we
have is men.

They'll be slaughtered like flies.

We have one and a half million men in
uniform.

And next week we'll have four and a half
million men in uniform.

At a casualty rate of 20 % wounded and
10 % killed, we can maintain an army of

five million men.

The Kaiser can't beat that.

Austria wants to humiliate us.

We must show how we'll be firm.

We need the general mobilization or your
government will be outmaneuvered.

But if we mobilize, the Kaiser will have
to. And France.

And England.

Nobody will be able to stop.

Send a telegram to the Kaiser with a
personal message from me.

And say that though we're both
mobilized, it doesn't mean we'll fight.

And nothing will break our old
friendship.

Sign it, Nicky.

Order the general mobilization.

This one can't get to the castle soon
enough, can you?

I'm old, sir.

I've seen so many wars.

They all seemed so important at the
time.

Now, don't even remember what they were
called.

Millions.

Nobody knows.

You could so easily stop this war, sir.

All you have to do is to get up.

Now.

Quietly. Go home to your family.

You've been the greatest of all that's
ours.

Your Majesty's foreign minister, Mr.
Sazonov, has received a note from the

German ambassador.

Your Majesty, at ten minutes past seven
this evening, Germany declared war on

Russia.

Gentlemen, Germany has declared war on
Russia.

God save Russia.

God save the Tsar.

God save the Tsar!

None of you will be here when this war
ends.

Everything we fought for will be lost.

Everything we've loved will be broken.

The victors will be as cursed as the
defeated.

The world will grow old, and men will
wander about, lost to the ruins, and go

bad.

Tradition, virtue, restraint, they all
go.

I'm not mourning for myself, but for the
people who will come after me. They

will live without hope, and all they
will have will be guilt.

Revenge and terror.

And the world will be full of fanatics
and trivial fools.

All differences aside, we are Russians,
first of all. And until the day of

victory dawns, we stand united in the
defense of...

There's no transport.

Can they walk?

Yes, sir.

They're needed at the front tonight.

See to it.

Have you seen them?

What happened?

Would you like some tea?

I've always hated this time of year. It
gets dark so early. Oh, Nicky.

You gave in again.

You look so tired.

Did you even see the ministers?

You want the minutes of the meeting?

Just the gist of it.

I told them I proposed replacing
Nicolasha with myself and that I meant

for headquarters at once to take
command.

Go on. They said... Oh, nothing much.

They said they'd all resign. They said
the government would fall.

They told me it was madness.

And you took it. You gave in. They're my
advisors.

You're their Tsar.

But what if they're right?

They might be. How can I be sure?

You must go.

Nicolás is a bad man.

Father Gregory has said so.

I'm sick to death of Father Gregory.

All my life.

My whole life I've done what you want.

I gave Mother up.

You hated her so we don't see her
anymore.

I gave my friends up.

Do you know I haven't a single friend?

I've got my family.

Four girls, one sick boy.

And you?

I ask before I eat or sleep or change my
clothes.

Is this what Sonny wants?

But it never is.

There's always more.

Sweet Jesus, how much do you want of me?

I want this.

Don't you know I want to go?

For months there's been no ammunition.

In Galicia they ration bullets.

Three a day.

My soldiers get three shots a day. What
can I do?

I can't make shells.

I fire ministers, I hire ministers, and
nothing happens.

I'm no use here. I belong at Stavka with
my men.

Don't tell me.

Tell your ministers.

You know people want me to divorce you.

Yes.

Father Gregory warned me of that.

If I thought it would help, I would go
away.

But it would be disastrous.

Has Father Gregory told you that too?

I don't need anyone to tell me about us.

Oh, Nicky.

This is the beginning of the glory of
your reign.

Our friend told me so.

It will be the greatest page in Russian
history, the story of these weeks and

days. And when you go, don't worry over
what you've left behind. I'm here.

Lean on me.

Use me.

I'm not wise or strong, but God will
show me what to do.

With our armies in retreat, you must not
take command.

You could not have chosen a more
unfortunate time.

Faith in your majesty is the one thing
that keeps the whole country together.

Well, have I heard it all?

One thing, the headquarters at Stavka is
500 miles from here. Go on. The

question is, while you're away, who is
going to run the government?

When the Tsar is with the army, the
Tsaritsa takes his place.

Tsar?

With all respects, the Tsaritsa's lack
of experience and her limited

understanding of the Russian people,
gracious lady though she is... I shall

continue to make all the decisions, but
you'll have to make your reports to her.

Thank you for your advice, gentlemen.

I have thought about this.

And I know that God is with me.

I leave for Stavka in the morning.

My very own darling.

Remember last night when we were
together.

I yearn for your caresses.

I can never have enough of them.

I kiss you, caress you, love you, long
for you.

Can't sleep without you.

Get up. We're moving out.

I said get up!

Hmm?

You understand my reasons?

Yes.

You think I'm wrong.

The Tsar comes second after God. I would
die for him.

I'm sorry, Nicolás.

Don't be.

It's a great relief.

Can't get away from here soon enough.

I've appointed General Alexeyev, Chief
of Staff.

Good man.

First class.

Listen to him. Let him run things.

I intend to.

Can't do worse than I did.

I've got a million corpses on my hands.

I weep too easily these days. Getting
old.

It's bitter, Nicky.

Bitter.

I don't envy you.

What do you think I should do?

Retreat. Retreat. Preserve the army.
It's the only thing.

And what else?

Wear socks to bed.

Floors freeze in the winter.

I'll ask Sonny to knit me some.

She sends her love.

The devil she does.

I could have won this war in time if I
were only fighting on one front.

But I had two enemies at my back.

Your sonny and her monk.

Not long ago he wrote to me. Could he
come and bless the troops?

I told him if he came I'd hang him.

Should have let him come.

Hung a bastard when he got here.

You'd like to be an opera singer.

Yes, you have the chest for it.

Have you ever sung in public before?

Go to the Imperial Theatre.

Give them this.

It's an introduction.

I have them printed up now to save time.

Father Gregory.

Father Gregory.

There's a gentleman arrived.

Says he's the minister of something.

Foreign minister.

He's early.

Send him in.

He might enjoy this.

Now, let's hear you sing a little.

Don't worry.

I'm no judge.

Father Gregory says come in.

Has the Empress now made him responsible
for the arts?

My dear man.

Isn't she delightful?

Absolutely charming.

I had no idea you'd ask me here for a
recital. She wants to sing.

I like to help people.

You don't mind.

You place three men in my ministry who
can neither read nor write. Why should I

mind?

I don't hate anyone.

And yet, so many enemies.

I'm not rich.

What I get, I give away.

I take no vengeance on the men I've
removed from office.

When you fall, I won't abuse you.

We are appointed and dismissed by the
Tsar.

You're his enemy.

You and all the other ministers, you're
all against him.

Can it be your dream to have us all
removed from office?

Everyone.

You are destroying Russia.

Don't you know it?

What's your price, man?

Do you want to be made a pope or a...
Grishka! How are the miracles going

My God.

They're elevating Grishka to the
cabinet.

Grand Duke Dmitry. Prince Yusupov.

Pray excuse me. He tells me I'm
destroying Russia.

What single -handed.

If you're friends of his, take him away.
Get him out of Petersburg.

Take your girls.

All your boys frolic in the provinces,
but get him out of here.

Your Excellency sounds hysterical.

Your Highness ought to be.

Whatever happens, I'll survive. There's
always room for one more bureaucrat.

I'll survive.

But will you princes?

No.

We're going to be torn to pieces.

You politicians think you're in control,
but you'll be swept away like the rest

of us.

Rome, Athens, Petersburg, you can't stop
it.

In the meantime, I shall enjoy myself.

Come to my place on Thursday.

I'm having a special little party.

Look.

This beautiful scarf.

Have it.

I can't stop the revolution.

But until it comes, let's have some fun.

Even if it's only for a few more days.
Oh, for God's sake.

Look, if I brought you money, if it were
enough, would you leave Petersburg?

I can't leave.

I want to serve Batushka and Matushka.

I want peace and food for peasants
everywhere.

I want that girl you saw and all the
girls I haven't seen.

I want to sleep, but can't sleep unless
I'm drunk.

I want to die and go to heaven.

I want music.

I want God to love me. And I want to see
you dance.

Hello, Mama.

This is my commander -in -chief, General
Alexeia.

How are Sonny and the children?

This is the first Christmas I spent away
from the family.

You look well.

I came to congratulate you, Nicky.

What for?

For finding, from all Russia's countless
cretins, idiots and incompetents, the

men least qualified to run your
government.

Would you like some tea? I've taken tea.

I've tried to understand you, but I
can't.

I sometimes fail to judge men well.
Sometimes? How can one man make so many

mistakes? Why did you stop our Austrian
campaign?

Our casualties were terrible. But surely
you knew they would be before you

started. Theirs were larger.

Mother, what do you know about strategy?

What do you?

What are you doing here, anyway? There
isn't a battlefield within 500 miles.

It's important that I'm here.

Your place is in Petersburg.

Don't you know about the riots and
scandals and starvation?

They hate your wife. They think she's a
German spy.

How can you let that foolish woman ruin
your country? Leave Gunny out of this.

Someone has to make you see sense about
her. Can't you think of anyone else?

Can't you think of the rest of your
family?

Can't you think of Russia?

I wish your father were alive.

Don't throw him at me. He knew how to be
a czar.

He'd have burnt Vienna down, stamped on
the Germans and shot the strikers.

Anything to give Russia peace.

And he'd certainly have known how to
deal with Rasputin.

He is a man of God.

Do you believe that?

He works miracles.

He keeps my son alive.

Do you believe that, Nicky?

Sonny does.

She needs him.

Hang him.

I don't wish any man harm, but so many
Russians will die if you don't. I can't.

At least send him to Siberia. I can't.
He's going to destroy us.

Millions will suffer.

And all because you can't say no to your
wife.

It's in God's hands.

That's no answer.

Don't you think I see what's happening?

Then act.

Come back home.

Hang this man, send Alexandra to Levadia
and deal with the real problems.

I can't.

In heaven's name, Nicholas, what can you
do?

Just what I'm doing, Mama.

There's nothing else that can be done.

I hope you're not on a diet, Father
Gregory.

To Batushka and Matushka.

I'm going to die soon, my friends.

I've made my will.

I won't live to see the new year.

And it makes me angry.

It's good to enjoy yourself with your
friends, eh?

I don't want to die.

Russia.

Father Gregory needs a woman to cheer
him up.

You tried to kill me.

You all have.

You silly fools.

I thought I could trust you.

Silly fools.

You can't even kill properly.

You're too small to destroy me.

I see you try to kill me.

Yes, I die.

I beg Batushka not to start this war. I
know who dies.

You don't die. The people die.

The wise old men, the generals, the
ministers, the ones who say, do this, go

there. No mud on their boots. No bullets
in their bellies.

Where's your rifle, Prince?

Why aren't you at the front where the
blood is?

I'm not a German.

I come from the Russian soil.

And you fools will never destroy me.

Thank God.

Russia has sons like me.

And has let the mercy of scum like you.

has been waiting for over an hour. We
must... I can't see them today.

But we need you to sign the decrees.

Petersburg is starving.

I can't.

You're glad he's dead. I know you wanted
him to die.

Marcia.

Please tell the ministers my mother
cannot see them today.

They'll be informed of a convenient time
to come again.

I have Grand Duke Dimitri and Prince
Yusupov arrested.

Only the Tsar can order the arrest of
one of his own family.

It's his monarchical privilege.

Monsieur, please try.

His will.

I feel that I shall leave life before
January the 1st.

Then no one of your family, none of your
children or relatives will remain

alive.

They will be killed by the Russian
people.

Brother will kill brother.

And there will be no nobles left in the
country.

The beast is dead.

Kill the hero.

I have the floor, Mr. Kerensky.

One madman has been murdered and you are
celebrating.

There is no food, no fuel.

A third of our army is still unarmed and
they are surrendering in tens of

thousands.

Nothing is changed.

The German Tsaritsa is still...

The Tsar must stop hiding with his
soldiers and come back to Petersburg.

Chaos is coming to Russia, and he should
be here to deal with it.

Your Majesty.

Your Majesty.

What is it, Alexei? There is a general
strike in St. Petersburg.

The city is in chaos.

It can't be.

We're at war.

There are demonstrations in the streets.

The army refuses to fire on them.

Telegraph this to the military governor.

All riots are to be stopped at once.

The humour is to be dissolved.

I return immediately to Petersburg.

And sign it, Nicholas.

Sir, I hope there is someone in
Petersburg to take our orders.

Madam, it fevered till the fame.

Then it would break.

Why did they have to go and get measles
now?

Lie down, darling.

I heard it again.

It's nothing.

You must keep warm.

When you finish, get some rest.

There's still no news from the Tsar.
They don't answer our telegrams. We must

reach him.

He must come back.

God knows what'll happen.

I heard some more firing.

track ahead your majesty they've got
artillery i must get through to sasko

sailor my family's there we can't
there's open track to moscow or to

headquarters at scrof i see i see where
should we go

they're rioting in moscow

Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's too late.

The Dumas has appointed a provisional
government.

And all your ministers have been
arrested.

Order your troops to march... At this
moment, Your Majesty, if

my troops knew the Tsar was here,
there's every chance they would turn on

Whole garrisons are going over.

Sire, the Dumas also insists...

On your abdication.

Surely my generals stand with me.

I have already been in touch with the
commanders.

General Kornilov.

I cannot order an attack on Petersburg.

Admiral of the Baltic Fleet, Nepenin.

It is with greatest difficulty.

I keep my troops and the fleet in check.
I urge the Tsar to abdicate.

General Ruski.

Cannot answer for my troops.

I implore his majesty to abdicate.

His imperial highness, general
Nicholas... What does Nicholas say?

On my knees, I beg you to abdicate and
save the dynasty.

Vicky, please come home.

Tell me, Dr Fedorov, if my son, as the
futures are, would remain behind to

be educated in Russia while I and my
family went abroad, how long would he

be likely to live?

Deprived of your love and care on what I
refer to as customary surroundings?

It's hard to say. It's a matter of luck
and chance, Your Majesty.

There are no real statistics.

One would hope that he could live a
normal span of life, but, well, 20 would

be a good age.

Accordingly, in agreement with the
Imperial Duma, we have thought it right

abdicate from the Russian throne and to
lay down the supreme power.

Therefore? It seems in order.

May I?

Therefore, in the name of... I won't
tear it up.

Shall I sign it in your lap?

I wish to add one thing more.

I shall abdicate for myself and also for
my son.

But, Your Majesty,

the Duma thought that everyone expected
that your son would... May I know the

reasons?

My reasons are personal.

In that case, I shall add the
appropriate clause.

It will be spring soon at Livadia.

That's where you'll send us, I imagine?

Yes, if you like.

We've had no time to...

Plan ahead.

I've often thought I should like to be a
country gentleman.

I've always liked to watch things grow.

It's lovely there.

The sun is warm.

And they say the soil is very good.

Much of the happiness I've known I've
had there.

It's now in order.

If only you had acted sooner, sir.

You think this could have been avoided?

Who's them?

Nicholas Romanoff.

Let him pass.

I'm sorry.

Please, don't.

Please.

at Kazan University with a degree in
law.

Brother hanged for terrorism in 1887 by
the present

Tsar's father.

Married.

No children.

Doesn't smoke.

And won't let his comrades smoke.

grandson of a serf.

Well traveled, I see.

The Tsar should have had your secret
police.

My party will make a study of your
methods.

They failed to mention your sense of
humor. It gets even funnier.

I want to get to Petersburg.

You want to get to Paris.

That's outrageous.

We are here in Zurich, and if I
understand you, you want the German

which is at war with Russia, to take you
across Germany to Sweden?

Because you can get to Russia from
there. I'm offering to stop the war.

Oh, I didn't know you had so much
authority.

If there was a Bolshevik government in
Russia, it would immediately make peace

with Germany.

Then how many German divisions could you
transfer to the Western Front?

And now you're asking me for classified
information.

You know my government has locked up
more Bolsheviks than anyone else.

How can you expect us to help you make a
revolution?

You have no sense of proportion.

All I'm interested in is power in
Russia.

And it's lying there on the streets
waiting to be picked up.

Kerensky won't last. He's still fighting
the war and the people are desperate

for peace.

I shall offer them peace.

Then you'll see the real revolution.

I see your jokes are very subtle.

A Marxist wants to use the Kaiser.

And perhaps the Kaiser can use a
Marxist.

In a few months, these will be turnips.

They're carrots.

And when they grow, will we still be
here to eat them?

Nicholas Romanoff!

My name is Kerensky.

I always used to offer sherry in this
room.

There's none left.

I haven't much time. We must talk.

What's happening to the war?

We hear the soldiers talking. One hears
of terrible defeats.

Will we fight on?

Certainly. The future of my government
depends on it.

We stand pledged to victory.

What all of us have been through has
some meaning, after all.

Will we be staying here much longer?

You will be leaving here in a few days.

All we do is dream of England.

We've been very happy there.

May I sit down? I'm sorry.

England won't accept you.

Won't accept?

King George is my cousin.

He doesn't seem to want you either.

He has to think of his own position.

Of course.

It must not make difficulties for us.

Nor will the French.

None of our allies want to risk it.

They are at war to save democracy, and
you were a tyrant.

I'm a prisoner.

You damn them, I'm a father with a
family.

You will be safe.

I'll see to that.

There's blood enough on everybody's
hands. I won't have yours on mine.

Just as soon as possible, you'll be
leaving for Siberia.

To a village near Tobolsk.

Siberia? You will be staying there for a
week or so until I can organise some

way for you to leave the country.

From there on, I wash my hands of you.

Why not send us out to Finland?

It's just 30 miles away.

I'd never get you through St Petersburg
alive.

Do you realise I'm all that stands
between you and the block?

No munitions, no supplies.

I don't know where the army stands.

Treasury is bankrupt.

The students riot.

Workers carry arms.

The socialists want this. The Mensheviks
want that. The radicals, the centrists,

the cadets.

The Bolsheviks.

I can't arrest them even if I wanted to.

We have rights and laws now.

You had power and no laws.

I have laws and no power.

i wish i could help you you had your
chances i wish i had mine

manners yet. My government is more
concerned with content than the style.

One detects a certain sentiment for
peace.

What is this? It's mostly the
Bolsheviks. Nobody pays any attention to

They only have six members in the Duma.
In your position, I'd put this Lenin

quietly in jail.

On what pretext? I've read his speeches.
Surely you have too.

I cannot put a man in jail for what he
thinks.

It's in your Bill of Rights. He wants to
overthrow the government by force. We

Americans call that treason.

In Russia, it's always been too easy to
lock a man up because he disagrees with

you. It's a bad habit.

If the people want Lenin, they can vote
him into power in December.

Until that time... Rodzy Anko's
finished. I must speak now.

I trust I've made my government's
position clear. America wants Russia in

war. The British government is equally
worried about the peace demonstrations.

No more than France.

Russia's contribution is vital to the
Allied cause.

Let me be blunt, Mr. Kerensky. We're
offering you $300 million if you fight.

No war, no loan.

You cannot buy Russia.

We will fight because we've already
sacrificed too much.

Any misbehavior, I should be very angry.

We'll be good.

I'm glad we're going.

I hate this place.

Let me come with you.

No.

You're too old for Siberia.

You'll be all right.

But who will look after you? You've
never been anywhere without me.

The train is ready.

This is Colonel Kobolinski.

You will be under his command until you
leave the country.

His orders carry my authority at all
times.

Nicholas, I want my things.

I want my pictures and my scrapbooks.

I want... Frau Romanov, you have kept
your head.

You should be grateful.

Come along. It doesn't matter.

No, Vladimir.

One goodbye was enough. Please.

Things one can do without.

They break.

Get lost.

One buys and sells them.

Yes Power stations all railway

stations state bank central telephone
exchange

Bolsheviks

have taken over the station

The telegraphs, the banks.

How strong are they?

If we had loyal troops, how many would
it take to dislodge them? One regiment

would be enough.

But I haven't got a regiment.

At least not one I can trust.

Yes, but there's only a handful of them,
surely.

We could smash them if we acted now.

We told the people to go on with the
war, then an offered peace.

That's where we went wrong.

Look at this.

Cruiser Aurora.

Every gun is trained on us.

The government has fallen.

We shall now begin to construct the
socialist order.

What's it say?

It's 21 below.

Feels like it.

How can you go out in this weather?

Gilead's waiting.

Besides, I quite enjoy it.

That's the second time this morning.

There's so little else to do, I keep
forgetting.

Aren't you bored, madam?

At times I actually like it.

Mending clothes and teaching class in
quiet afternoons.

I doze and daydream and I think about my
life.

I don't know what I did wrong.

I'd feel better if I did.

Here, take it if it helps.

Can't trust my own men.

Anything could set them off.

I don't give orders anymore. I make
suggestions.

They go and vote.

Tomorrow they could vote to hang me.

It's absurd.

They're decent boys.

They were once, but they're lonely now.

Cold and scared to death.

Have you got any money?

Not much.

Why?

Has it crossed your mind that I
represent a non -existent government?

in this post? Who gave me the authority?

Whose money pays the troops?

Kerensky's gone.

The money's gone. I haven't paid them in
a month.

You think I should pay them?

Prisoners keep the guard.

I wish I'd had you for my finance
minister.

You would have revolutionized the penal
system. Don't laugh.

Shall I take the collection?

In Tobolsk, there are rumors of a civil
war. God only knows what's going on.

Out here, exposed like this.

That's not to keep you in here.

It's to keep them out.

Them?

Who are you expecting?

I don't know.

I hate this damned assignment.

I can't answer for your safety.

I can't do my job.

You care what happens to us, don't you?

With my job, too.

What was that about?

Apparently, there's a civil war.

I'm not surprised.

Too many people had too much to lose.

He's worried.

We all are.

Ha ha ha!

Put it down, Walensky. Go to hell.

I'll shoot.

Monsieur Gilliard wants you for your
history lesson. Don't keep him waiting.

You too, young man.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

You're cut.

Hands off. You'd better see the doctor.
Come along.

I said hands off.

Old Dr. Botkin hasn't had a thing to do
for weeks. It's making him difficult to

live with.

You'd be doing us all a favor.

You dizzy?

I'm all right.

Come on, then.

My wife's a nurse.

They'll fix you up between them.

That's how it's done.

I've never celebrated Easter with rear
legs before.

And when they dry, you rub them with
bacon fat to make them shine. I want to

the next one.

I used to dread Easter.

I had to kiss the whole court three
times.

Sixteen hundred people.

They used to line up to be kissed. They
put you off kissing.

Christ has risen.

Christ has risen.

Christ has risen.

They started to dance.

Well, can we see? Please.

Come on. Let's.

Open the door.

They look so happy.

Oh, let's go out to them.

I don't think we should.

Oh, please.

Let's. Please, please, please.

No And

authorizing

transfer of command to me

By order of the Central Committee in
Moscow.

It seems in order, Commissar.

Are you at liberty to say what Moscow
wants them for?

No, Colonel, I can't tell you.

I don't know.

How soon can transport for the prisoners
be organised?

What kind of transport?

Anything that moves.

Tomorrow sometime?

Good, we leave tomorrow night.

May I know why?

The Civil War.

The Whites, they call themselves.

Conservatives and monarchists.

czarist generals all our enemies they're
moving towards siberia they're powerful

our troops have yielded half the ukraine
on all fronts the revolution is in

danger and out here it's open season on
your romanovs i'll see them now

can't your government protect us here
we're so out of touch

has your government lost

It is 3 ,000 miles away.

Out here they listen to us when they
want to, when they don't.

The lines go dead.

The Ural Soviet has ordered your arrest.

They have a prison just for you in a
catering bag.

You're less than popular out here.

Am I beloved in Moscow?

Do they want me for a public trial, is
that it?

And when they find me guilty, what then?

and roast you on a spit for all I care.

My duty is to get you there intact.

From now on, strict security will be
observed. You're confined to this house

until we leave here.

I'll have him first.

I'm sorry.

He's an educated man at any rate.

They could have sent an executioner.

Father?

There's no hope, is there, Father?

Nonsense.

None at all.

Sit.

May I ask why?

Surely my features are familiar.

Front face and profile.

Sit down.

Look at me. It's just awful. You look
like a thief. You look like a trollop.

I don't.

What's a trollop?

Dear Lord, so she does.

I don't find that amusing.

Just look.

It's not amusing at all.

Girls won't stop crying.

How is he?

I don't know.

He's not as bad as some.

The knee will go on swelling for a bit.

It may be weeks before he walks again.

But he'll mend.

Mend.

I'm all right, Father.

Botkin tells me you'll be fine.

I tripped.

I don't believe you.

I ought to sleep. They told me to get
some rest.

We are going God knows why to God knows
where and you do this.

I have a family to protect.

What are you doing for them?

What did you ever do?

You abdicated. You gave in. I thought
Zars had to die.

I did it for your sake. You could have
fought. For you and Mama and the girls.

I'm so ashamed of you.

Alexei. Look at us.

Look where you've put us.

Thank you.

Your faces.

Why did you have to get for me?

Why? You didn't even ask.

I didn't want you to pay for my
mistakes.

Am I not paying for them now?

Aren't all of us?

I should have had a chance.

The right to live my own life.

Make my own decisions.

I could have tried to help Russia.

Mother, my sisters, and perhaps even
you.

I could have been a Romanov.

A Tsar.

It all went wrong.

I hardly know why or how.

Instead, I just bleed.

It's my fate.

I bleed.

I love you.

Please understand.

I do, Father.

But does it really matter?

Goodbye.

What will you do now?

What can I do?

Whatever side I join, I kill Russia.

I don't know what to do anymore.

We're ready.

What a world this is.

God bless you.

It's too late for that.

But thank you.

You all right? Does it hurt?

Would you like it too?

Not at all.

Then why are you moving a sick boy? It's
inhuman. I'm just taking you to Moscow,

that's all.

And what happens just there?

Get in.

And pray that when we get out of here,
there'll be a train.

Monsieur le chef?

Oui? Oui? Qu 'avez -vous pour notre
repos du déjeuner? Pour vous, princesse?

Un mélange raffiné?

Froid de bonheur et sauce, madame?

Café filtre.

How long till Moscow?

Five or six days.

What are our chances?

Of what?

Living till Christmas.

I haven't thought about it.

Puzzle me.

You'd be happy to see us dead, and yet
you help us get away.

I haven't your taste for murder, bloody
Nicholas. I've never had a chance to get

used to it.

How many men have you killed? Have you
the least idea?

God knows how many peasants died.

Nobody counted children.

You only know the number of soldiers
because somebody counted them for you.

Seven million.

Six quarts a man times seven million.

It's an ocean.

You ever seen a battle?

I'm wrong. You're not bloody Nicholas.

You are a man of no imagination.

You're asking me to take charge of your
prisoners.

From the Euro -Soviet.

My orders come from the Central
Committee in Moscow, comrade. I'm not in

jurisdiction. Move your train.

I want the Romanovs.

I have a legal order for them. There's
only one legal government in Soviet

Russia. One government?

Where is it?

What's it doing?

They're losing to the whites.

They've taken Omsk.

And they're coming here to save your
Tsar.

Can your central committee stop them?

He's not my Tsar. He's my
responsibility. And I'm not saving him.

to trial.

You must stay inside the law. We're not
the Okhrana. That's why we had a

revolution, comrade.

We're going through.

Try.

I'll shoot you.

And I'll get a medal for it.

No muskers, Commissar.

Whose legal orders do you take?

You're Swiss neutral.

They're with us. I've got my orders.

Come inside.

Today your birthday?

No. That was weeks ago.

Of course it was.

Mine too.

I was 46.

Imagine that.

Breakfast.

I'm not hungry. You eat it.

Nor am I.

What's the day like?

I don't know now.

It doesn't matter.

It goes on and on.

What can God have in mind for us?

They've left a crack.

What difference does it make? Come and
look. Something might happen.

What?

I'm pretty.

That's the only man who's ever seen me.
I know, I know. It's all right, my dear.

He's gone. He's gone.

You know what's funny?

I wanted to ask him in.

Just once.

I wanted somebody.

What is the Euro -Soviet up to?

The whites are three days away.

Can't you make up your mind?

All right, comrade. We've had fresh
instructions from the Kremlin this

They express complete confidence in our
ability to handle this difficult and...

What exactly did they say?

Let me see.

No, I've committed it to memory. The
cable read, we leave the matter in your

hands. Well, that's taking a position,
isn't it?

Now, what are my orders?

It's my duty as a member of the Ural
Presidium to act as an observer...

Observer? At what?

The execution.

That's already decided.

The question now is, how many?

You're having a debate on it.

Everything must be above reproach. We
hope to bring it to a vote this

There's some division of opinion about
the children, but after the Tsar... Ah.

Was it necessary to remove the view?

Security.

Good day.

Good day.

No sun today?

No. What a shame.

I suppose you're not well enough.

What's it like being ill?

Was it like having grey eyes?

It can't be nice being an invalid at
your age.

And they can't do anything to help one.

What a pity.

It's cold.

Let go.

Each morning.

Put Alex's brace on. I won't let them
hurt you.

Just have it on tight, Your Majesty.

He doesn't like it.

That is good for him.

You can save him.

You can stop it.

Certainly. Your man started it.

He should be punished.

He will be.

And Magorny?

Taking someone's life.

No man should have that power.

You had it.

Yes.

And I have learned that a strong man has
no need of power.

And a weak man is destroyed by it.

I am being punished for what I have
done.

Nagorny is innocent.

He's like a child.

You don't shoot children, do you?

In your new world, are there penalties
for innocence?

Sometimes.

It takes a wise judge to know who is
innocent and who is guilty.

I wish I knew.

Well...

I'll do what I can.

Thank you.

I'd like to kill him.

Wait and see.

He'll do what's right.

I know him. He's a murderer.

He's a thoughtful man.

You'll send Magoni back to us.

He's not a monster.

I've never known a heart without some
murder in it.

I'm responsible for what they are.

I let them starve.

I put them in prisons and I shot them.

If there's hatred in them now, I put it
there.

But they are filled with love and with
mercy too.

You must remember that.

They are all murderers.

I'd like to kill...

Acid, gasoline.

Can't you just throw them down the mine
shaft or bury them?

You don't approve of this, comrade?

No, I quite approve of terror, arson,
murder, any tool that serves the

revolution. As a member of the Oral
Presidium, it's my duty to see that...

I must hurt very much.

My fingers.

They work well enough for this.

I couldn't play the piano now.

I used to hear you practicing when I was
working in my office.

Did you?

Schumann and Schubert.

I never thought much of your voice.

Didn't you?

Never told me that before.

I suddenly thought of the yacht this
morning.

Remember how the band used to play all
the time?

And out of tune.

Do you think they drank?

How did that waltz go?

You're no better than the band.

They won't come in.

We're alone.

I still want you so much.

Nothing can change that, Sonny.

I do love you.

I'm sure it's getting nearer.

How far now?

It's hard to tell.

Perhaps 30 miles.

Can't they make up their minds?

I'm sure it's getting near.

I'm going to phone again.

Yes.

Yes.

Go on.

It's all of them.

I could have told you that.

It's about time.

I kept their mail. I didn't know whether
they ought to have it.

Shall I give it to them now?

Would it be cruel?

Or kind?

I don't know how to judge these things.

I don't think anyone knows.

Listen.

Nicolasha writes, saw Vladimir walking
in the Nevsky Prospect, old fool all

dressed up in his imperial gold uniform.

Nobody seemed to mind.

Listen to Grandmama.

Remember to dress for dinner. It keeps
up one's dignity and impresses the

people. Oh, no, dress for dinner?

Nicolasha says he's going to join her
soon in the Crimea.

Vladimir. He says, my cher, I've seen
that Lenin... His suit is wrinkled and

wears a worker's cap. The man will never
make us up.

Monsieur Gilliard's still in
Ekaterinburg. He's trying to come and

Mama's off to England in a month or so.

She says the spring was late this year,
but very beautiful.

Lord, but it's good to be alive.

The world is like a field in summer,
bursting with good things.

One day.

Someone young will lead us to the
harvest.

As long as there are children.

What's happened?

Get your family dressed.

Why? We're leaving.

Don't be afraid.

The White Army must have broken through.

Help Anastasi.

Wait, you didn't have keys?