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Train whistle.

He screams.

What's the matter?

It's nothing. It's the Russian dreaming.

What did he say?

It's very strange.

"A long knife."

"Between her breasts."

"And I stick it in..."

"Gently..."

"It's over."

"You're dead."

He scares me. We should wake him.

Sir! Sir!

What? What happened?

Are we arriving soon?

My God, sir,

You were about to kill a woman.

Did you love her?

Exactly, I loved her.

I've the right to love who I want.

And to kill who I love.

Laughter.

At any rate, I did it properly.

Not a trace of blood.

Is this your first voyage to Baden-Baden?

Yes.

I've been going for 10 years.

Train whistle.

I hear the country is very beautiful.

Let's be serious, sir.

You don't go to Baden to admire nature,

but to play roulette.

You too. Admit it.

I don't play, sir. I'm very poor.

Me too, I'm very poor.

That's why I play.

You'll go to the H�tel de Paris,

and you'll ask for Pauline Alexandrovna.

She's the stepdaughter of General Zagorianski.

Will you remember their names?

Oh yes, sir. This place is full of Russians.

Good.

Don't cheat the General.

A document? Don't touch that.

Ah, it's in Russian, naturally.

Naturally. Translate.

"Come to Baden,

"But don't go to the General. Pauline."

- Who is that? - It doesn't concern you.

- And who's the General? - General Zagorianski.

- Zagorianski? - Yes. H�tel de Paris.

I teach his children.

We'll have him come.

- I refuse. - You have nothing to refuse.

You're our guest.

My God, what a country! What have I done?

You're threatened to kill someone.

- In public. - Me?

On the train.

Oh, that.

- No cables from Moscow? - No, General.

Oh. Strange.

It's been a week. Things were in a crisis.

There's something that escapes me.

The inheritance.

I saw the poor invalid in a dream,

dressed in silk,

prepared as for her coffin.

Rest assured, General.

In having this dream,

you give her 10 years of life.

"10 years"? God forbid.

Really, I mean...

God keep us.

- Goodnight, Father. - Goodnight.

Still no cables.

Alexei will kill me with worry.

He still hasn't wired. - Maybe there's nothing to say.

There's always something to say,

when there's an invalid involved.

Goodnight, children.

- Is the soup good? - Not terrific.

Perfect!

You still haven't come with us.

We don't see you anymore. Have you noticed?

General Zagorianski.

A cable?

Leave that alone!

What are you looking for? A bomb?

- A pistol. - Well, well!

Why a pistol, Mr. Tutor?

For my bad students.

First mistake, a blank. Second mistake, a bullet.

Knock on the door.

Alexei Ivanovitch!

He had all my trust.

Who told you to...

General Alexander Zagorianski.

As of tomorrow morning, I...

Why was he arrested?

He tried to kill a woman.

What?

You wanted to kill a woman?

In my dreams.

You also killed my poor aunt

when you left her alone.

Alexei Ivanovitch, you're a deserter.

He's your tutor?

She's dying, do you understand?

- What? - Archimourante.

To think that I've entrusted my children to this person.

General, I'm not a deserter,

but a grave and faithful messenger.

I'm here, General,

because back there I was no longer good for anything.

Your honest aunt Antonina Vassilievna

fails rapidly and refuses any help.

She's thrown out doctors,

and puts herself in the hands of charlatans

who treat her...

who treat her with hay dust.

In an infusion?

It's a horse remedy.

A horse remedy.

I'm a little ahead of the bad news.

- Have you received it? - No. Not yet.

Waltz.

This woman, with the old man at her side,

It's Miss Zelma?

Oh no.

It's Miss Blanche de Cominges.

You see well.

He sings.

She's exquisite, this adventuress.

And the man with the flower, I recognize him as well.

Don't make me suffer, because I love you.

And my heart will never forget you.

General, would you like to make me very happy?

Of course.

Could you stand up and announce our engagement?

My dear, my dear...

You can tell them that very soon I'll be the General Countess Zago...

- Zagorianski. - As you say.

I'll announce it.

My dear compatriots,

I'm happy to meet you on strange but friendly land.

Shh!

General Count Alexander Vladimir Zagorianski

proudly announces...

his impending happy marriage

to Miss Blanche de Cominges.

Russian music.

Allow me this dance.

A dance like this? I couldn't possibly.

Then I'll show you.

But come.

You must learn.

Did you see the old woman?

Forget all bad memories.

Since then we've traveled far.

You're not married yet. These people could harm you.

He's formidable, for his age.

It would only take a word to bury their joy.

- Is Grandmother better? - I don't know.

Perhaps she's dead, perhaps not.

I could tell them:

"Grandmother is doing well."

Be quiet. I forbid you.

Too bad.

This would be amusing.

Imagine...

Miss Blanche would cancel her engagement,

the General might shoot himself,

cut down in his second youth.

What an end for a general.

- As for Des Grieux... - Ah, Des Grieux...

What would this gentleman do,

and being French, besides,

if he learned the General wasn't about to inherit?

He'd sell all our goods.

Really?

We only live on what he lends us.

The General no longer has land in Russia

on which Des Grieux could collect.

For what other reason would he stick to us like glue?

There are others, Pauline.

Or at least one.

No.

He only awaits our ruin or our inheritance.

And then,

why not kill Grandmother?

Quiet. You're drunk.

To kill a paralytic,

one half woman, and one half old,

this would only be half a murder.

I'm perfectly capable of it.

But you're incapable of asking it.

It's up to me to decide what I will ask of you.

Here I am.

What are you going to ask of me?

You said she was dying.

You said it. Everyone believed it.

I ask nothing else.

Well? What is my reward?

There was an invitation on the table.

It must have fallen to the floor.

Thank you.

Enough.

Enough! Enough!

Who ever kissed your foot like me?

No one.

I detest you.

I...

I...

Leave me. Leave me. I'm ashamed.

Why ashamed? You'll soon be my wife.

You are impatient to become so.

It's for you that I'm ashamed!

If Alexei hadn't arrived last night,

if there were no news, you wouldn't be here.

Before, I waited for you, and you didn't come.

You no longer believed there was an inheritance.

I should have thrown you out last night.

Why didn't you?

Because... Because you came.

And I will return.

What is that?

It's Alexei.

What right does he have to be here?

Must I give him permission?

And you find that natural?

For him, yes.

- What about it? - Don't touch him!

Very well. If you like dogs...

When they're faithful, they're indispensable.

But would you know what fidelity is?

I admit that this quality

is not very engaging.

If you wish, I'll have them serve a bone

with your breakfast.

Pauline...

Do you know why I slept before your door?

Put yourself at ease. I'm not interested.

But you are!

It's the place of a slave. - Or a spy!

And if someone came out of my room?

Rest assured, I'm not jealous.

And yet I could be.

I was your lover.

A single day. Such a brief adventure.

What adventure?

You've forgotten.

Even your memory is sick and deranged.

Yes. You're right.

It seems to me I can remember the future,

the memory of what will arrive one day.

Some day.

The day that I will kill you.

Yes, I remember. As if it were yesterday.

But it was yesterday. On the train.

Before witnesses that reported you to the police.

And you're laughing?

You think it won't happen?

When I've killed you, I'll kill myself afterwards.

But not immediately, I'll draw it out as long as possible,

to experience for a long time, a very long time,

the exquisite atrocious pain,

that your death will cause me.

You don't know what you're saying.

You pretend that on a word from me,

you'd kill yourself?

But it's true.

I'll kill myself when you order me to.

Say the word,

and I'll throw myself on the tracks!

Alexei.

Say it!

Alexei!

Alexei!

Alexei!

Why would I? What would be the use?

Pleasure is useful. The pleasure to cause pain.

That's what I give you.

The only kind I can still give you.

Isn't that right?

And you're a coward, anyway.

I don't know. Why?

You didn't jump.

You didn't ask me to.

So...

If I told you: "Kill this man for me",

you'd do it?

Immediately!

Who would it be? - Whoever I want.

The Frenchman.

Why do you say the Frenchman?

This lady de Cominges,

she calls herself Zelma.

There's been a scandal.

This creature... - If it is really her.

Has dared ask the Baron...

Without making my acquaintance,

to put 10 louis on red for her.

We had her thrown out.

Yes, that was me.

Do you dare refuse entry to the casino

to the fiancee of General Count Zagorianov?

Come, my dear.

To the roulette wheel.

She's charming. Please don't kill her.

I can't promise.

These German imbeciles. - Still words.

I dare you to throw your contempt in their faces.

You're daring me?

I'm daring you. Isn't it clear this time?

It's more difficult than saying you'll throw yourself in front of a train.

With your permission, sir.

What position do you have in the General's household?

In his household or elsewhere, I'm at your service.

It's intolerable!

There! I've accomplished the imbecilic.

The rest is up to you.

I've done well. A duel will be my affair.

A duel? You?

A baron doesn't fight a domestic!

A single manner of killing is open to you:

Assassination.

You'll see.

Still no cables from Moscow?

- Still nothing, General. - Then I'll telegraph them.

I'll get on it.

"Antonina...

"...Vassilievna Tarrassevitcheva."

- As usual. - Yes.

"Are dead."

No, no. "Are dying."

No, no. "Are dead from incertainty."

"Send news."

Knock at the door.

Come in.

Forgive me for disturbing you at home, sir.

It's charming besides.

The advantage of these low rooms,

is you have no choice but to lie down.

Also that visitors of all quality,

are obliged to take off their hats.

You don't lack a sense of humor.

I know.

It's on the subject of one of your little games that I am here.

An amusing game, and a witty one.

However...

Violin.

Another advantage of this room.

You'd like to speak of the incident between me and the Baron?

Precisely.

Well then...

Know that...

I will give my excuses to the Baron.

Not at all!

The Baron wouldn't receive you.

That's what I hoped for.

He refuses to receive me, I am offended,

and I get my duel.

No more games. Let's speak frankly.

The General is asking you to renounce this duel.

The General is too kind.

But he's not in charge of my affairs.

- It's up to me alone. - No, sir.

If it goes further, the General would be in a situation...

that would be extremely painful.

The General?

- If only you knew... - Sit down.

No thank you.

I shall take upon myself to tell you the Baron

believes to have the means to harm Miss de Cominges

and prevent the marriage.

- A scandal? - Perhaps, sir.

That's too bad, sir.

You see me in despair.

But...it's childish!

- Have you already fought a duel? - Many, and always for good reasons.

So is mine.

The Baron is a good shot. He'll make you tremble.

So much the better. I'm a terrible shot.

If my hand trembles, the shot will be out of control,

and by chance, it might sink into the Baron!

- Let me go. - I will obey.

So sorry, little girl.

Gunshot.

It's no good, Alexei.

You want me to face the Baron without having fired a pistol?

You want my death?

You won't fight.

- And why? - Because I say so.

This time, that won't be enough.

Meaning?

With this duel, I'll cease to be a slave.

I'll become a man, at least in your eyes.

What does that matter to you,

if I no longer care?

I'll think about that after my duel.

There won't be a duel, because I don't want it.

I will fight!

You fooled me with your love, your fidelity, your submission...

I love you.

A thousand times more every day.

Keep your pretty words.

I demand proof, and you refuse?

It displeases me to see you as an accomplice...

In what?

With whom? - In such sordid business.

What do you mean?

Horrible things,

with which you are familiar.

Des Grieux wants the General to marry.

That's possible.

Des Grieux is sleeping with Blanche.

I didn't know.

Liar! You do know, and you accept it!

You, who are so proud!

Your pride is now to be his slave.

Des Grieux, this rooster!

You like roosters.

You!

He ordered you to come here?

Answer me. Was it him?

Was it him?

That's right. It was him.

I could kill you.

Right here, on the spot.

But how can you kill someone you despise?

Pauline Alexandrovna,

run and tell the Marquis des Grieux...

I renounce the duel and the scandal,

neither by cowardice nor submission,

but out of disgust.

Out of disgust?

Then leave us alone. Go back to Moscow!

A good idea, Pauline!

As soon as the General pays my wages, I'll take the first train.

What...

Well, Pauline...

Oh!

Well?

Everything has been arranged. Alexei wants to leave.

Bravo. I got rid of him.

Let's go to the casino. Are you coming? - Gladly.

I congratulate you, my dear. You've won.

Finally free.

A telegram?

Boy!

Take this to the General. He's about to leave.

We're going to Monte Carlo.

They also have a casino and a roulette wheel.

A cable, General!

A cable? Quickly.

My God...My God!

But read it quickly!

Wait, I'm opening it.

I can't see.

- Get closer to the light. - The streetlight!

I still can't see.

Ah...there. I begin.

"Are dead."

"Are dead with inquietude. Send news."

I don't understand. This is the cable I sent.

Perhaps it's that...

You think?

- It's your cable? - Is she dead?

You'd think so.

What do you think?

If it was certain that your aunt was dead,

we couldn't go to the casino.

But there are doubts.

To the roulette wheel!

To the roulette wheel.

Give me your arm, my dear friend.

Danke sch�n.

Generous as a pauper!

Bon voyage!

How do you say "oops" in Russian?

Alexei lvanovitch!

Alexei lvanovitch!

Stop. It's Alexei.

Coachman!

Look at him. He doesn't even recognize me.

I'm already dead and buried.

Where are you running with your bags?

The General sent me away.

He ran you off?

Well, I'll hire you then. Climb in.

You can't imagine how happy I am.

And the others, are they happy?

And you, why are you laughing?

Go on, drive. You follow behind.

- Still nothing from Moscow? - Nothing.

Would you like to send a telegram?

What for? They'll only send it back.

- Madam... - In due time.

Go on, scamper!

Go, go quietly. Through there, through there.

She laughs.

So!

It isn't a cable, it's me.

Antonina Vassilievna!

My dear aunt!

Alive and kicking. You weren't expecting me.

- But yes I was, yes. - But no, no you weren't!

You are more than welcome.

Why are you here? Did you know I got rid of him?

But I want him here. Leave him alone.

Go on.

Good. Good.

How did you get here?

By train, of course.

Why else do we have railways?

I've got the sun in my eyes.

It makes me squint.

They're going to find that I have good eyes.

I see very clearly.

- Who are these people? - This is Des Grieux.

- We were worried. - Were you?

And the others?

Miss de Cominges and her mother.

She has lovely eyes. Is she an actress?

She's a young girl!

- What do you mean? - A young girl of the world.

- And I intimidate her? - She's surprised.

The news was so alarming.

Shut up. You drivel and you lie.

- Still playing roulette? - Me, Aunt?

I'm certain it's yes. Do as you wish.

But if you count on my inheritance,

you won't get a cent from me, that I promise you.

What's the matter with her?

I've given Princess Tarrassevitcheva

the suite we reserve for princes.

I don't give a damn!

I hope this will please you.

It's a little small. But it's not too bad.

Push me into the bedroom,

so I can examine the bed.

Unmake it.

Take off the covers and the pillows.

Hotels are disgusting.

Pull up the mattress.

Do you see any bedbugs, Potapytch?

No, Countess.

Oh! Marfa, remove those creatures.

I don't want that there. It's absolutely improper.

In its place, I'll hang up my icon.

Why. Grandmother!

My Pauline!

I like you.

You still have your awful character?

A real wasp.

Where she stings, it grows. Isn't that right, Alexei?

It doesn't matter.

You're worth more than the others.

Go on, push me.

Put down my covers and my pillows.

Come with me.

You're going to tell me everything that's happened.

Nothing annoying, Aunt.

Everything has gone swimmingly.

Why did the actress run away?

- Who's that? - You know perfectly well.

- Let me breathe! - Fine.

If you need me,

I'm completely at your disposal.

And no listening behind the door.

What do you think of me?

I believe that some strange things have happened here.

What kind of things?

Who are these people that orbit around that imbecile?

Alexei can tell you better than I.

You seem tired, Grandmother.

No, no. Talk. I'm listening.

Good.

The General is in love with Miss Blanche,

that's obvious to everyone.

He hopes to marry her, which is natural.

There's no doubt about it.

If it was otherwise, Miss Pauline...

What about Pauline?

Miss Pauline, who is very correct,

and who only thinks of her family,

wouldn't let him become involved with an adventuress.

As for Mr. des Grieux...

Go on. The Marquis?

As for the Marquis des Grieux, he's a Frenchman,

of good breeding,

graced with elegance,

who's ruined himself to aid our family.

If we live in a comfortable hotel,

it's thanks to him.

What Alexei forgot to tell you,

is that the Marquis des Grieux is my fiance.

You've failed.

It didn't even rouse her.

Opera.

So we're tanned with "Tannh�user".

You were saying?

I said: We're being tanned with "Tannh�user".

It's a play on words!

"We're tanned with..."

- Ssh. - Ssh.

Ssh!

We're going to the gaming room.

Then he said: "Grandmother's sleeping. Wait a little bit."

Don't you see him?

There are several rooms.

Go on, Potapytch. Over there, quickly.

Hurry up.

Don't budge. I'm hiding.

We're looking for someone.

Take me to another table.

You search elsewhere.

No.

No, he isn't there. You haven't seen him?

I'm certain he's here.

Not so loud, Grandmother. I haven't seen him.

I won't leave.

I'm staying until I find him.

I want to see his face when I surprise him.

Don't bother.

- The bets are placed. - He isn't here.

Let's keep going, Potapytch.

Bets are closed.

Wait!

18, red, even, lose.

You win, sir.

For the staff.

Who is that? Who is that?

He's a friend of mine.

He won?

Yes, Madam. 20,000 francs.

Oh!

Tell him to quit.

20,000 francs! What more does he want?

Tell him to grab the money and leave.

You're not thinking. Get out!

Get out, I tell you!

Go!

All bets are closed.

- He's completely crazy! - Don't yell like that.

They'll throw us out.

It's awful. Oh, the imbecile.

I can't watch anymore.

Oh!

Who's the dwarf?

A good-luck charm, perhaps.

It's hunchbacks that are lucky.

Yes. But since he's a dwarf, perhaps he has a tiny hump.

Zero. No numbers win.

What does that mean, "zero"? Why do they grab everything?

If it falls on zero, the table gets it all.

- No one gets anything? - Yes they do, Grandmother.

If you play zero,

You get 35 times your wager.

Then why don't all these imbeciles bet on zero?

Because there are odds of 1 in 36.

A nice business. Let's wait a little.

Place your bets.

Put that on zero. Quickly.

But he's going to leave.

Put that on zero, I tell you.

Zero. Fine.

Perhaps he won't leave for the rest of the evening.

Those who are afraid of blows shouldn't marry.

It's easy, you'll see. I would never have thought!

And amusing! Yes, it's very amusing.

Zero, I tell you.

17, black, odd and lose.

17? Why 17?

You mean I've lost? That doesn't matter.

Again on zero. - Again?

No more bets. No more.

No more bets.

She's here?

She's here. It's the limit.

I saw her broken with fatigue.

You saw her dead in a dream.

Let's go back to the Opera.

Oh, no! That puts me to sleep.

In this case, I would.

I'm going back to the box.

Pardon.

The bets have been made. No more bets.

16, red, even, lose.

I'll stay here until he leaves.

- Bandit, I've got my eye on you! - Grandmother, please...

Put 10 louis on zero.

- 10 louis? - Place your bets.

It isn't your money!

10 louis on zero.

- That's how much, in rubles? - 800.

When you count in rubles, you know how much you're losing.

No more bets.

Zero.

Won!

I told you.

You see, when we watch you...

- How much is that? - 7000 francs.

Make sure it's all there.

Wait, don't. Play it all.

Place your bets.

- You tortoise! - Will you put it down?

- On what? - On zero, of course.

Always on zero!

No, all of it!

But you can't, Grandmother.

How much on zero? 6000, not more?

Those are the rules, Madam.

Bets are closed.

30, red, even, pass.

We must get it back.

Place your bets.

6000. 6000 on zero.

No. No, Grandmother.

- You'll never get it back. - Are you going to obey me?

The bets are placed?

Bets are closed.

Alexei lvanovitch, you who are so close to her...

Hide that. The place is full of thieves.

Grandmother... Grandmother.

- Zero. - There!

It's marvelous. We're lucky.

It isn't luck. I play zero, that's all.

And red? Why not red?

It dazzles me. Even with my eyes closed, I see it.

Let me do it.

Everything on red.

- 6000, Madam. - Here, Madam.

- I don't believe in God. - That's too bad.

But if He existed,

you'd monopolize all the luck.

It's disloyal!

All bets are closed.

34, red, even and pass.

No numbers.

- Won. - Obviously.

Here's 6000 francs, Madam.

That's all? For 6000 francs?

We only pay out the entire stake once.

Then zero, zero, zero!

Place your bets.

We must warn the General.

I'll go. Excuse me.

Bets are closed.

Zero.

Oh, zero!

Wins.

Again.

Don't hide it from me! My apologies.

I'll buy it from you. 50 louis.

Away, unbeliever!

Go play, and lose everything.

Foreigner!

The bets are made.

I want to see! I want to see!

Bets are closed.

Put that into my purse.

Are we leaving?

Oh no. We'll keep going.

Opera.

Your aunt is playing roulette.

- Come. - I'm coming.

How much have we won?

How much? What does it matter?

You just play.

Play, play, play.

Black, odd and lose. It's for a change.

Are you ill?

Why do you put yourself in this state?

You'll die young.

He dragged her to the casino. He who never plays.

This could be amusing, making others play.

Fine. He wants to ruin me. The wretch.

Excuse me.

- She always wins? - Yes.

My God.

We should be grateful.

If she really wants to stay.

I'm going.

11, black, odd, lose.

Aunt,

What extraordinairy luck,

We'll make a triumphant return to the hotel.

I don't want to go back. I'm having fun here.

I beg you.

Do like I do, instead of hoping for my death.

It's simple: Play zero.

Place your bets.

Go on, make yourself rich.

You'll need to, because you won't get mine.

Do you have even a louis left?

Certainly, Aunt.

Bets are closed.

Promise me it's the final round.

We'll play it together.

So you're playing too?

Jinx!

I forbid you to play a cent on this table.

Go, I tell you!

To think that just yesterday, we lived so peacefully.

Wait. Let me do it.

The Marquis des Grieux and the General are waiting for you

in the Winter Garden.

Excuse me a moment.

- Be calm. - I'm very calm.

Calm.

Alexei lvanovitch.

It's inconcievable.

Your machinations towards my family...

But no, that's not it.

My dear sir, the General means,

that is to warn you,

finally to urge you not to lose everything.

I don't understand.

Allow me.

You lead around this poor old woman,

and you alone could remove her from this gaming table.

It's possible that she is Russian and crazy,

but it's certain she will be ruined tonight.

Laughter.

Alexei lvanovitch, I beg you,

I pray to you.

And I salute you in the Russian manner.

If she loses her money

or even all her fortune,

what will become of my children?

And Miss Blanche?

I return your salute in the Russian manner.

But you apply to me an influence

that a poor tutor does not have.

Can't you see that this boy triumphs?

He is delighted with this turn of events.

Let me do it.

You too are going to beg me?

You could take your revenge on the General,

but like that, foolishly,

you'll only ruin an old woman.

No, a true revenge.

Man to man.

Man to woman.

I don't understand...

Then you are either very stupid

or very cruel.

- I'm unhappy. - Really?

You don't think you could make a woman unhappy?

- No. - Then you've never tried.

Try to make me a little bit unhappy.

- My God... - Happy then.

You think?

You're not interested in women, my little peacock?

It's very tempting.

26, black, even, pass. No numbers.

What? We don't win?

Quiet.

I lost the money for my church.

The only I wanted to build

to replace the old wooden one.

But wait.

Note the bets, gentlemen.

Zero.

You must risk.

Risk everything on zero.

And too bad for the church.

That the Devil carry you off.

It means nothing.

The Devil is a good fellow.

He puts everything in order,

because the Devil of gaming possesses you.

Miss Blanche won't marry the General,

Des Grieux will give up Pauline.

Morality is saved.

Bets are closed.

18, red, even, lose.

I don't care about your moral.

I've lost everything.

Then it's worth it.

Place your bets.

They won't get me.

- You've got no more money. - And my deeds?

They have a currency office.

Right here in the casino.

The rogues.

Go on, push me, Potapytch.

Look, she's leaving.

Thank you dear friend, a thousand times.

I'm most grateful.

Now, let's keep an eye on her.

What a chance meeting.

We're leaving too.

After such a journey,

you must be dead with fatigue.

I've got no time to lose.

Her strongbox! Stop, stop!

I've lost everything. I have to cash my deeds.

- Your fortune! - That doesn't concern you.

You'll never know its color.

They'll give you an absurd price.

Be reasonable. You should rest.

We'll have an excursion tomorrow.

Sell everything. Meet us down there.

Go on.

Tell her something.

We'll have a wonderful excursion...

We'll have a picnic,

we'll drink fresh milk on the grass...

Drink it yourself. It gives me a stomach ache.

You dishonor the name of Russia!

If we were in an organized State,

you'd be under guardianship.

Back home, they know how to deal with such old women,

they crush them!

Why are you shouting?

Because you're a General? I'm also a General!

Go on, Potapytch, push.

And you two go away!

This old woman will live a hundred years!

And I haven't the time to wait.

As for Miss Blanche,

God only knows what she'd do in her desperation.

Where is she?

We'll observe her before making our decision.

Look yourself.

This white-haired lady?

That's her. I see Blanche!

It's not about her.

- You've seen her? - You must hurry.

Sir, I beg you.

In spite of my long experience in gaming rooms,

it's with a pained heart

that I witness such painful scenes.

Unfortunately...

What can I do?

Forbid her.

Impossible.

I've known of women expelled from casinoes.

Yes, indecent women...

No. This woman is honorable.

If you won't, I'll do it myself.

Sir. General!

General!

Place your bets.

Don't trouble yourself.

- Madam... - All these grabbing hands!

It's I who put down those two louis.

Are there no witnesses? Who shall be a witness?

Pay no attention.

She is completely crazy.

It's that actress. She's with the thief now?

She dropped my imbecilic General but fast.

Blanche!

General Count Zag...

Blanche!

Madam!

Sir?

But, Madam, I...

Not here, sir, not here!

He doesn't hear us.

Let's avoid a scandal.

Of course. Obviously, my dear.

Good evening, sir!

No fainting at the casino.

- How old is he? - 60.

Good evening, dear Madam!

He was very respected.

Give his family my condolences.

Gentlemen, place your bets.

Don't you know what this old woman is doing

to prevent the General from marrying an adventuress?

She's decided to ruin herself at the gaming table!

You'll see! The spectacle is worth it.

The Russian way!

Come, my love!

14, red, even, lose. No numbers.

Take this money and keep it for me.

If not, we can't return to Moscow.

Return to Moscow? Already?

I don't want to die in this accursed country.

Who talks of you dying?

I wouldn't want to live here.

Gentlemen, place your bets.

Watch them. All these foreigners.

I wouldn't want to be buried in their ground.

You are a good boy to speak Russian to me now.

It makes me feel better.

If only this damned red would stop.

No more bets.

35, black, odd and pass. No numbers.

No.

I've got to win! I can't always lose.

Isn't that right, sir?

You see? You see?

The more time passes, the more likely it is to change.

Here, put that on black.

I'm tired. It's too much for me.

What's this?

A gentleman would like to speak to the Countess.

It's very serious.

I told him that entry is forbidden to children.

- Is it really so serious? - Yes, sir.

Then cover his eyes and guide him through.

So he sees nothing.

Understood?

Excuse me.

And there we have it.

It's over, Grandmother.

But I've still got money. I gave it to you!

That's for your return trip.

He's right. I won't give it to you.

It's an order!

No, I won't obey.

Place your bets.

Are the domestics in charge now?

Give me my money. Immediately!

The bets are placed?

No more bets.

Micha, what are you doing here?

Bad news.

32, red, even and pass.

This is the bad news. You have more?

The General, Grandmother. He had to be taken to the hotel.

- He had an attack. - An attack?

That imbecile.

The imbecile that I am. This old animal.

This isn't a ruse to get me out of here?

Alas, no, Grandmother.

No more bets.

Potapytch, let's go.

If anyone sits here,

he'll lose everything.

This voyage abroad,

I said it would come to no good.

What do we have back home?

A beautiful garden,

with flowers that fill the air with fragrance,

trees they don't have here.

But, no.

We had to go abroad.

Knock at the door.

Pardon me.

I've come to reassure you.

The General is much better.

With injections, he could bear the voyage.

Grandmother has decided to leave tomorrow with him,

and the whole family.

I know. It's you who knows nothing!

I?

Des Grieux isn't coming. He's going back to Paris!

He's abandoning me!

Pauline.

Leave me! Go laugh somewhere else.

Why should I laugh?

Aren't you delighted? You're revenged now.

You're happy, aren't you? I envy you, I envy you!

Happy? Because you're crying in front of me?

Yes, it's true, I've often wished for it.

I'm a wretch.

No, no excuses. You've won, Alexei!

You're strong! You're a man!

Don't leave me!

I need you. You love me.

You must! I order you!

A thousand pardons.

How silly I am.

I've forgotten my cane.

If you don't mind.

Thank you, my dear cane.

You've made me understand some things.

I'll leave reassured, now the consoler

is already here.

I wish for you sir,

all the happiness in the world.

And I've even helped it along,

you will allow.

Pauline, you've no dowry left.

The General handed it over to me, along with the rest.

- You shall have it back. - No!

I've given orders to my bank.

I want no presents!

This isn't a present, Pauline.

It's much less than I owe you

and I always will owe you.

50,000 francs.

That's what his mistress is worth!

If I had it...

I do have it!

Wait!

Pauline, wait.

I threw it in his face.

And then I offended him. And now I will kill him.

You swear it? Wait.

I swear.

- Send a carriage for 11:30. - Yes, Marquis.

Place your bets.

- Aren't you superstitious? - Yes, sir. To the contrary.

- The first twelve. - Very well.

The first twelve.

No more bets.

15, black, odd and lose.

Place your bets.

Are you done?

No more bets.

32, red, even and pass. No numbers.

Decidely.

This seat is worthless.

Don't bother. Leave it, leave it.

Give me another louis.

Will you play this louis?

The first 12.

Place your bets.

- Have you lost something? - No, to the contrary.

I thought I only had two pieces.

But I've got three.

Make the most of it.

Hurry.

There's a louis that fell.

9, red, odd and lose.

This is the last one, sir.

Gentlemen, place your bets.

The final louis, sir!

You can still hope.

That happened to me once.

The bets are placed?

Believe me sir,

there is something overwhelming

to feel alone,

far from your country, without friends or family,

and to risk your last, truly your last...

Bets are closed.

36, red, even and pass.

You're leaving?

I've lost everything.

That's too bad.

It's always bad to lose, believe me.

I've got to pay someone back.

- That's for later. - Later? I can't play anymore.

And I must kill him.

You only think of killing.

Don't laugh, sir.

The honor of a woman is at stake.

Sir, sir!

Come back, you've won!

Come! You're going to lose everything.

- Who won? - You, sir!

Come, come!

Come, come!

It's up to you.

It's the louis that fell

and no one could find it.

I'm sorry.

Bets are closed.

3, red, odd and lose.

3, sir. You've won again!

But...

The maximum.

Here, sir. Here's your money.

I pay you back gladly!

Thank you, sir.

Pay you for your trouble.

- Thank you, sir. - For the staff.

Gentlemen, place your bets.

Mark the bets.

Bets are placed.

Bets are closed.

Bets are closed.

Black, odd and lose. The maximum.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen!

Gentlemen!

The gentleman has won 100,000 francs.

The casino shall honor its commitments.

But because the bank can no longer make guarantees,

we will close this table until tomorrow morning.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, gently, gently.

With dignity, always with dignity.

They're watching us, we are in mourning.

The table is dead. That is the tradition.

Thank you, sir, thank you.

On 8 and a third of my stake.

Place your bets.

This is how to liquidate your debts.

My debts? But how?

You must pay someone back.

The bets are made?

Pauline.

I must leave.

You can't leave a table when you're winning.

Bets are closed.

Of course, of course.

What about Pauline? She won't understand.

- I'm going to explain to her. - You think you could?

8, black, even and lose.

You see? Go on, play!

I'll go tell her.

Do it quickly. Tell her to come.

That she must come see!

Gentlemen, place your bets.

Quick sir, we're going to play again.

Mark your bets, gentlemen.

Red, 27...

Black.

Sir,

you're playing black and red?

What difference does it make?

My dear sir...

A thousand respects. - What do you want?

I've noted the patterns of your extraordinary success.

In red, the outcome of assorted numbers,

In blue, the numbers played.

Your record-keeping only goes from high to low.

Fatally, my dear sir.

No, sir. Not for me!

Bets are closed.

Quick, show me. Quickly, quickly!

27, red, odd and pass.

Bravo, bravo!

Place your bets.

Cuckoo!

Oh, it's you?

Leave your hands over my eyes.

- Why? - It doesn't matter.

You'll see what you see.

Mark your bets, gentlemen.

His Highness plays 32, odd, red,

and the last twelve.

He plays 32, odd, red,

and the last twelve.

My little peacock, I adore you.

Bets are closed.

That's your money?

I no longer play with the money of others.

You're going to spend all of that?

- At Paris? - Why Paris?

32, red, even and pass.

Win!

All the Russians who win go to Paris.

In Paris, I'll make you spend a fortune!

You'll see.

I'll show you such women as you've never seen.

And then we'll come back here to break the bank.

- And if I don't break the bank? - You'll come back, my peacock.

I'll find you a place.

Bets are made.

I'll leave you then.

I cannot compete with this archangel.

Bets are closed.

- The night will be bright. - Yes.

And tomorrow I'll sleep in a good bed, well decorated.

A nice French bed.

Oh, yes...

- Is my bill ready? - Yes, if you please.

Knock at the door.

Come in.

Quick, quick. Excuse me. Alexei lvanovitch.

- Where is he? - At the table. And he's winning!

Then tell him to come!

But he can't! He told me to find you.

Why? He must come!

He must come? Now?

A man who's got luck?

Come see!

But the other one is leaving. He'll be too late!

What is he waiting for?

He swore that he'd kill him. Yes sir, without laughing!

And I believed him. That's funny, isn't it?

With 100,000 francs, he could still salvage everything.

He's won 100,000 francs!

I don't care.

Whoa! Whoa!

Where is his love, now that he's rich?

With the money that he's won, he's won,

since that amuses him!

Leave then. Tell him I can do without him!

Have I forgotten anything?

No. Don't worry about it.

Careful with the small bag.

Yes, Marquis. I'm going to strap it down.

14, red, even and lose.

Place your bets.

You've done it!

You've done it!

Your Lordship has won more than 200,000!

And I'll keep going. Here!

Buy an even bigger one.

Place your bets.

Red.

Black.

Bets are closed.

14, red, even and pass.

Place your bets, gentlemen.

Watch him leave, your Baron.

Isn't this better than a duel?

Don't talk to me of duels!

Place your bets, gentlemen.

Pardon, pardon.

Alexei lvanovitch!

What did she say?

Nothing.

She said: "I won't be needing him."

But, Alexei...

What are you doing?

Don't!

Alexei...

Leave me alone!

Bets are closed.

- Until next season, Marquis. - Of course.

- Goodbye, Marquis! - Bon Voyage!

Pauline!

Pauline!

You're rich. I've won!

Pauline!

Pauline?

Pauline?

Pauline!

Pauline!

Pauline?

Pauline!

Look at that!

It's all for you.

Isn't it heavy?

Heavy...

Are you mad at me? Me? Why?

You're mad at me because I let him leave?

Me too.

But I'll catch up with him and I'll kill him.

You don't want me to?

But I swore.

Alexei, no more vows.

Of course, to kill him, this was a foolish idea.

Foolish? But why? I hate him!

Yes, you hate him.

It's very heavy.

To have so much gold,

that won't keep you from fighting.

You haven't enjoyed your fortune.

I haven't: I give it all to you.

But if you killed him, I'd still hate you,

because I still love him.

Then I'd kill him even more gladly.

Now, I love him less.

And very soon, believe me, I'll no longer think of him,

because Pauline will no longer exist.

I'm not sure.

You'll see. Very soon, you'll see.

There's more than 200,000 francs there.

200,000 francs in the hat

where there was never anything but my poor head.

That's because your head was worth 200,000 francs.

Really?

Then I give it to you and all that it contains.

You're very proud of your head now.

- It's true, a little. - Is that why you won?

No. It's because you caress it.

You are the same as everyone else:

A slave that wants to become a master.

I couldn't be the slave of a gambler.

Be quiet.

You'll buy me back,

is that it?

You'll buy me back for 200,000 francs?

I know money means nothing to you.

No! Nothing matters to me anymore.

And you don't see it!

What's happened, Alexei?

No doubt it's because you are rich.

Yet you were handsome, young.

Why do you talk in the past tense?

You were proud, cruel,

insolent, perceptive.

I should have loved you.

But here we are.

If you were all that, it's because I didn't love you.

Then...

I'm ready to be stupid, if you love me,

and to never understand anything.

You're beginning to, Alexei.

What don't I understand?

Alexei, I'm terribly thirsty.

Well?

Oh.

Some champagne?

What haven't I understood?

Gunshot.

So ridiculous that that finds hope on the roulette wheel,

I find even more ridiculous the current opinion

that you must be crazy or an idiot

to expect something from it.

How could gambling be worse

than all other means of making money?

For example, business.

Yes, business.

Place your bets.

Bets are closed. No more.

Bets are placed?

Place your bets, gentlemen.

13, black, odd and lose.

Place your bets.

Mark your bets, gentlemen.

Bets are placed.

No more. Bets are closed.

No more.

Translation by ironhills