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They may have a tiff.

You know he used to run horses in Russia before he became

Minister of the Interior.

Hello, Alexandra.

Hello.

What are you backing?

I suppose one really ought to put something on the King's

horse.

How loyal!

In Russia, do you always back the Tsar's horse?

No.

In Russia, I generally back my father's horses.

I do at least know they are trying.

Then you know more about them than I do,

my dear.

That's not very difficult, Father.

There's the King's horse!

The King's horse!

There he goes!

Hello, Fothergil!

Yes.

My final tribute to England: all I've left on the King's horse.

How much?

- Good luck! - Good luck.

I see you've been press correspondent in Russia five years.

Yes.

Going back to the same job?

No, this time, I'm translating English novels for a publisher.

Have no difficulty with the language,

No, very little in the speaking and not much in writing.

When do you leave?

Tomorrow night,.

Goodbye, Alexandra.

And thank you for the lovely flowers.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Your Excellency.

I'm sorry you can't stay for the shooting.

Oh, thanks, but there's plenty of shooting where I'm going.

Bear?

Wolves?

Oh, everything.

Even Ministers.

Take your seats, please!

Goodbye.

Dinner is served.

Dinner is served.

Why is the dining car always at the other end of the train?

Hold your head up, Countess.

Countess!

Princess Nina!

- Is my back all right? - For the 10th time, yes!

Oh, I know I'm going to faint!

Countess!

Countess Alexandra Vladinoff!

The daughter of the Minister. Betrothed to Colonel Adraxine.

Countess.

We congratulate you.

Colonel Adraxine is a very lucky man.

What a lovely child.

Anna!

What did His Majesty say?

"We congratulate you.

Colonel Adraxine is a very lucky man."

And so I am.

And Alexandra's a very lucky girl,

aren't you, darling?

Why, of course she is.

Oh, of course I am.

I hope it will be a success.

Of course it will be.

He is the greatest fool,

and she is the cleverest girl at court.

- Mr. Fothergill. - Yeah.

Some more tea.

- Hello, Fothergill! - Hello, Stanfield!

- You are in a hurry. - Yes, I have to go to the police.

Police?

Well, all you lunching at the London Tavern?

I hope so. Sorry, I'm late.

- Goodbye! - Goodbye!

Anyway, you admit you wrote this article.

Of course.

It's an attack on the Imperial government.

It's not an attack system of government.

In your opinion.

If you were Russian, it would mean Siberia.

Your permit to remain in Russia is cancelled.

But my whole future's bound up in Russia!

You have 48 hours to get out.

Look, here, see, you don't realize I-- I-- I've worked here

for years!

I love Russia!

I've tried to make the English understand the--

the Russian outlook.

I'm sorry, but I have 23 appointments before lunch.

there's nothing else for you but to clear out in 48 hours.

48 hours!

Two days.

Well...

there it is.

Six years of hard work completely chucked away.

There are other jobs to get.

Not in Russia.

Certainly.

The police would chuck me out.

Not if you do the right job.

Well, what, for instance?

The British Secret Service.

Be a spy?

Why not?

You're not afraid of the word.

You'd be serving your country.

You wouldn't have to give anyone away. All we want is information.

Information on what?

The revolutionary movement.

Now, my job is to recruit young Englishmen like yourself who can

speak Russian well enough to pass as Russians.

Go on.

What's the catch?

Well, if you're caught, your number's up.

But I-- I could claim British nationality, couldn't I?

No, you couldn't do that.

See, if you did tell the truth, British authorities would

politely disclaim all knowledge of you.

Now, there's a case of heads-they-win-tails-I-lose.

A bit one-sided, isn't it?

It's a chance we all take.

It pays rather good.

Does it interest you?

No, I don't think so.

No, thanks.

- Cream, please. - Yes, sir.

Well, think it over.

How do you do, Fothergill?

- Good morning. - Pleased to see you.

Come along.

I'll introduce you to our general manager.

Oh, thanks.

Well, aren't you a bit surprised to see me this morning?

Well, it takes a good deal to surprise me, you know?

This way.

But surely, the police will be there to see me off the premises, won't they?

Naturally.

But this evening, a man carrying your passport will leave Russia.

He will collect his luggage at the station and board the night

express for Germany.

That's the fella you've got to look like.

Peter Ouranoff?

Who's Peter Ouranoff?

You are.

That's your name for the future.

You'd better memorize it.

And then what's Peter Ouranoff's first job?

To join the revolutionary movement.

There's a man named Axelstein, he runs a bookshop.

I've got the papers from Zurich,

but I think the distribution will be difficult.

- Do you think you can manage? - I'll do my best.

Ah, it's lovely.

Beautiful.

Yes, that's the 1840 edition.

Is it?

Have you seen Maronin today?

No, he ought to have been here half an hour ago.

Hope nothing's happened to him.

He's such a hot-head.

Mm.

What about this one?

Yeah, that's pretty good.

Maronin!

Do you know what happened?

For the third time this month, 20 students arrested!

- 20? - Yes, 20.

Five of them gassed.

You what that means!

Exile in the North.

- How dreadful. - ...dreadful!

What do we do?

Nothing!

No, no, no--

Does anyone ever do anything?!

We just talk and talk and talk--

Be quiet,

If you want to talk...

I, uh-- I have taken the liberty of telling Your

Excellency's coachmen to go by the Bridge.

But that's a long way around.

I have to meet my daughter and it's already...

3:15, Your Excellency.

Pardon, Excellency.

Prudence, Your Excellency, is essential.

Prudence?

...around with him.

It incites the terrorists.

But I am personally responsible to His Majesty for Your

Excellency's life.

If I could on--

Oh, let's go.

Do you like it, Father?

Are you happy, dear? Really happy?

Of course, dear.

God bless you, my darling.

I'll be ready in a few minutes.

Can I come home with you?

No.

Not in my carriage.

I couldn't risk it.

Not as things are just now.

Hello, darling.

No.

It's all too vague.

There's no proper plan.

Anyway, we haven't got the package from Norway yet.

I have an enough for two?

We need four.

Maronin is quite sure of himself.

Oh, his impatience will ruin everything.

Maronin's an impulsive madman.

What's more, he's always late.

Half past nine.

Here he comes.

At last.

You're late.

I'm sorry, I had a client.

May I?

Yes, go ahead.

A client, a police officer.

I couldn't get rid of him.

We're all agreed that the business must be postponed.

No, I agree with Maronin.

There's no time to work out a proper plan.

Oh, talk as usual.

All I need to know is the route and the time.

The waiting position is across the bridge at 5:15.

The second carriage is...

Police!

Police!

What the devil?

Call the ambulance!

Call the horsemen!

You!

Call the Minister!

Yes, sir!

Are you all right?

Is my father hurt?

His Excellency is safe.

He's not wounded?

- Not a scratch, Countess! - Thank God.

Father!

Father!

It's all right, my dear. It's all right.

You get in the next carriage.

Come in!

Come in!

Alexis!

What's-- what's the matter? What is it?

What's...

what's happened?

It's nothing. It's all right.

Come over here.

Whatever happened?

He got me.

And he fired as I ran.

Just after I threw the bomb.

The b--...

Good God.

Do you mind if I stay here a little while?

No, no. Of course not.

There may be danger to you.

Danger? Don't be a fool.

Sorry to be such a bother to you.

Go on!

Forward!

You a political prisoner?

Yes, but I'm no better off than you.

Tell me, how far is it to Siberia?

It will take us at least six weeks.

Something ought to be done about these dining cars.

The lunch wasn't good, but their dinner was simply uneatable.

As a soldier, I'm accustomed to,

but their caviar was filthy and the champagne certainly not

1906!

- Now, what the devil's happened? - The train's stopped, sir.

I know that, you fool. What for?

I'll go and see, sir.

- Colonel Adraxine? - Yes.

Urgent dispatch, Colonel.

Bad news?

Splendid news.

General mobilization.

Do you know what that means?

- War. - War!

At last!

Prisoner?

Get ready to leave.

Yeah.

- Bernstein? - Yeah.

Yeah.

He's there.

He's a thiever.

Never mind, come on, help him up.

Come on, get up.

Come on.

There's a doctor where you're going.

All right.

Yeah!

Yeah.

Yeah!

Go.

Give me four packets of tobacco, please.

You can only have two.

How's that?

That's the most we're allowed to sell prisoners.

This will have to do, then.

Give me two.

Sugar?

Over there.

Excuse me, Captain.

Are we to remain here?

- What's your name? - Ouranoff.

Axelstein.

Axelstein?

No, you're to go to.

I've never heard of it.

I have.

Here?

No, east of there.

About here?

Somewhere there.

It's over 1.000 north of here.

The world's end.

Yes, the world's end.

We're leaving in a few minutes. Get ready.

This has just come.

...doesn't he?

Yes, looks will soon be involved.

... sir?

The sled's here. We can start out.

Would you mind telling us the latest news?

We've heard nothing for several weeks.

You knew Russia was at war, didn't you?

No, we didn't. With what country?

Germany.

France, England, Austria, they're all in this.

Not England.

Yes, England.

Looks as if the whole world's coming in.

England.

Well, war's one thing you won't have to worry about in

War.

That's what we've been waiting for.

Come on, come on!

That's it.

Come on, get in.

Ouranoff.

What's the time?

What does that matter?

It's been night for six months.

blasting cold hell for two years.

It's 11:33 in the morning, if you're really interested.

The Knights!

The Knight!

The Knights!

Nothing but night over all the Earth.

The sun must be dead.

Everything must be dead!

We're the last things alive.

Sorry, Axelstein.

dramatic once in a while.

Calendar finished yet?

I can't be quite sure whether it's March the 15th or the 16th.

Well, I suppose it makes little difference.

Well, at least we do know that it is 1916.

Two years in this frozen hell while the rest of the world

turns upside-down and inside out.

And no tobacco.

I've been working out a theory, Ouranoff.

The Imperial army is sure to be defeated.

Perhaps even now, the war is over.

And Russia's fate is in the hands of her own people.

There's bound to be a revolution.

Ah, and listen to this!

"Comrades, workfellows, and peasants, the last hour of the

struggle is here.

With a fist of iron, we must wipe out the bourgeois and

aristocrats from the face of the Earth.

Death or victory, now or never."

Comrades!

Comrades!

On behalf of the Soviets of Khalinsk,

I ask you to honor us, Comrade Axelstein,

by accepting the position of Chairman of the Soviets of our town!

or skilled workers will have you join the Red Army.

Next!

Have you any papers?

Come with me.

Just a minute.

It's Comrade Axelstein!

- I'll take those. - Oh, thank you.

This is my dear comrade and friend,

Peter Ouronoff, the man who was sentenced with me to exile.

They've made me Commissar of Khalinsk, and you are my assistant.

Olga!

Paula!

Elizabeth!

Elizabeth!

Elizabeth!

Ivan!

Ivan!

Marfa!

Marfa!

What are you waiting for?

Come on!

What's the matter with you?

She's only a woman!

I wasn't trying to get away.

I was...

I was born here!

Born here, were you?

Well, now you can die here.

See to it.

Next one.

Give me that coat.

And the shirt.

Is she in there?

Yes.

May we have a look at her?

No.

My orders are to wait until Comrade Axelstein arrives.

Take her away.

And what is more, all this senseless destruction has got to stop.

Don't you understand?

You're destroying the property of the people.

All right, all right.

The point is, what are we going to do with the woman?

I say shoot her and be done with it.

- No. - Why not?

Here is an order requiring us to send her to Petrograd--

Waste of time.

We've got the rifles, we've got the wall,

and we've got the woman.

And we've got the order.

Yeah, whose side are you on?

On the side of revolutionary discipline.

Revolutionary fiddlesticks.

How much has she promised you to let her go?

Be careful, Tomsky.

Or I shall report you to the central committee.

Report me?

You'll hear some reports before the night's out.

I promise you!

There's going to be trouble here unless we get her away.

Yes, and not much time to lose.

Well, it's up to you.

If you start at once, you can reach before dawn

and take the train to Petrograd.

Get up, please.

Get up!

Who are you?

I am the assistant commissar.

I'm ready.

Wait.

Am I not to be shot?

No.

But I want to be shot!

I hate you all!

I despise you!

You're right vermin!

Long live Russia!

Long live!

- What must I say to make you kill me? - I have to take you to Petrograd!

- Why? - By order of the government!

- That, I don't know. - But they'll kill me in Petrograd!

Why not here?!

I have my orders.

And I must obey them.

I'm sorry.

And it's better that you should obey them too.

Why?!

Well...

it's better.

Let's go, then.

You can't go like that.

Do you want them to tear you to pieces?

I'll try and find something that will make you less conspicuous.

Station, as quick as you can.

And don't stop for anything.

Come along.

We'd better hurry.

Quick!

Stop those horses!

It's cold.

Why don't you put this on?

Already dawn.

Wait.

Station master!

Station master!

Good morning, comrade.

You are the station master, I suppose?

I am the station master.

When do you expect the next train to Petrograd?

Train number 617 to Petrograd at 2:20 PM.

Will it be on time?

The 2:20 is always on time.

Go back to Khalinsk and report to Comrade Axelstein that I took

the first train from.

I want to go with you, comrade.

You go back to Khalinsk and report,

as ordered!

I go back to Khalinsk, comrade.

And report, as ordered.

You know you have nothing to fear from me,

don't you?

I know, commissar.

Where are the guards?

I've sent them back to Khalinsk.

Were those your orders?

No. Thank you.

Why did you send them back?

Didn't like the look of them.

Were you afraid of them?

Afraid for me?

Now that you're alone, aren't you afraid that I'll try to escape?

Where could you go?

Yes, you're right.

Where could I go?

Go back to Khalinsk.

Hah!

Comrade Commissar.

He wants the woman to himself.

There's plenty of money. Did you?

I did.

Go back to Khalinsk, eh?

Yes.

Afterwards.

I'll report that he joined the train at, eh?

You've got it.

Thank you.

What's your name, commissar?

My name's Peter Ouranoff.

Peter Ouranoff?

Where are you from?

Oh, you wouldn't know the place.

- Oh, sorry. - Far away?

Very far away.

- Do you know my name? - Your name is Alexandra.

Were you living in Petrograd?

Well, I was, but I knew it from the-- my orders.

Oh, yes, your orders.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow...

What did he say? The train?

I didn't hear anything. Did you?

Hey, just a minute. Wait, please.

I'll -- I'll go and see.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Where's the train?

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

But I don't see the train!

Shh.

Trains that are seen are being blown up.

Is the train coming?

No, it was a mistake.

I'm afraid we're in for a rather long wait.

I think you better try and get some sleep.

Hope that it comes know when you get another opportunity.

You're very tired, you know.

Please try and sleep.

Thank you.

Why don't you try and get some sleep?

No, I...

I think I better...

stay awake.

- Where are you, Commissar? - I'm here.

Why is it all so quiet?

At stations, one always hears whistles,

signals, bells.

Oh, the bells are out of order.

Try to sleep.

I can't sleep.

I've been trying to pray.

You don't pray of course, Commissar.

Sometimes.

When I was having long, sleepless nights,

I used to try to repeat verses to myself.

You had sleepless nights?

Siberia.

Oh.

What verses?

Oh, Shakespeare, Browning, Shelley.

But they are English poets.

Have you been a student in Petrograd?

No.

At Oxford.

But it was very seldom that Russian students went to Oxford.

My father wanted me to go to Oxford.

I see.

Say some of your verses.

Browning.

Browning.

You must know "Fear Death."

Fear death to feel the fog in my throat,

the mist in my face.

Oh, I'm afraid I'll be boring you.

Go on.

Well, this is the end.

I admire it.

For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave.

The black minute's at end, and the elements' rage,

the fiend-voices that rave, shall dwindle,

shall blend, shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain.

Then a light, then thy breast, oh,

thou soul of my soul, I shall clasp thee again.

And with God be the rest.

Do you like it?

It's optimistic, like the English.

Listen to a Russian poem.

It is hopeless and pessimistic, like the Russians.

I have grown weary of my little dreams.

I have outlived the hour of my desire.

Alone, with tortured, empty heart, I weep.

Beside the ashes of their dead, grey fire.

The blasting wind of destiny has blown the roses of.

Go on, don't stop.

And listen for the shambling feet of death.

Louder!

Louder!

Since solitude has made winter in my heart,

now, like the last frail, lonely leaf am I.

Do you know how to use it?

Go on. Go back.

That weighs upon the.

Why did I do that?

It was in self-defense.

You saved my life.

And probably your own as well.

Train number 617!

Train number 617!

Train number 617!

Do you feel strong enough?

I'm all right to wait outside for the train.

I'm afraid there are no trains.

No trains?

What are all these people hurrying for?

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take...

Wake up, wake up. Take your seats.

Take your seats, please.

Take your seats.

Take your seats, please!

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Just a moment?

Just a moment.

Leave me alone.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

All I wanted to know is where you're going.

The forest.

To the forest? Why?

To hide?

Hm?

Come on, you can tell me.

soldiers the other army.

Which?

The Whites?

Come on, you can tell me. I'm not going to hurt you.

All I want to know is which, the Reds or the Whites?

The Whites.

Are you sure?

Yes!

All right.

Do you hear that?

I heard.

Well, listen. It's about a mile from here.

- Can you manage it? - Yes.

Come on, then.

Kossaks!

It is the White Army.

Yes, it's the White Army.

You must go to the outpost.

You'd better shout out as you get near in case they try to shoot you.

Ask at once for an officer.

Tell him who you are and tell him to take you to the

Say that you've escaped from a Red commissar who was taking you to Petrograd.

Ask for his help and try to get at once to the South.

Goodbye.

- And you? - Oh, no. I'll be all right.

- Would you allow me to thank you? - No, no, no.

Goodbye.

Yeah?

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

number four.

All right, pass.

Next.

Anton Pakroffsky.

Red town commissar.

Anything to say?

I am a peaceful citizen.

I was made commissar against my will.

Take him out.

But Captain, I am innocent!

I swear it!

I am innocent, Captain!

You don't understand, Captain!

Next.

Ivan Luviet.

Corporal of outpost four reporting a prisoner.

What's she been doing?

Came to the outpost and wanted to see the commanding officer.

Your name?

I'm the Countess Adraxine.

I want to see the commanding officer.

And what business have you at the outpost?

I want to see the commanding officer.

Answer my question.

Are you the commanding officer?

Answer my question or you'll be sorry for it!

My dear Alexandra.

But what in heaven's name is all of this?

I very stubbornly insisted on seeing the commanding officer,

and the Captain, very rightly, wanted to know what I was doing here.

Come with me, Sasha.

We'll look after you.

Quite a week.

Yes, and you'll be back in your own home again.

Could I possibly have a bath?

Yes, certainly.

Kowsky?

Coming, Excellency!

Your Excellency?

The best room you have for the Countess and a bath.

Well, I can manage the bath, Your Excellency,

but, uh...

There's no but.

There's no soap.

Lieutenant?

Yes, sir.

A cake of soap for the Countess.

Uh, yes, sir.

Thank you, General.

I'm sorry to give you so much trouble.

Oh, it's no trouble at all.

Now, I hope you'll preside at our dinner.

I would love to.

But I can't appear like this.

Hm, we'll certainly do something about it.

What about this one?

That's getting better.

But aren't they wanting you in the house?

Let them want.

I think there's somebody at the door.

This is for the Countess.

Good gracious!

I hope you brought enough!

Well, she can't dine with us without a frock.

No, a pity!

You don't know what you're missing.

Your dresses have come.

I think there are about 50 of them!

Will you please go and lay them out on the bed?

Gentlemen.

Go on.

Please don't stop.

Will you have a glass of champagne, Countess?

You all right, Sasha?

Yes.

But I can't believe that I'm really here,

in safety and with friends.

And to hear music again.

Yes, it's all over, Sasha.

Cheer up.

Now, Countess.

What are your plans?

To leave Russia.

Leave Russia?

Why, in another month, we shall be in Petrograd!

Why of course! You're coming home with us.

Shall we dine?

What was that?

Sasha?

What was it?

Just a matter of routine.

They weren't killing the Red prisoners.

They were executing some commissars and a few other Red bandits.

- Where are you going? - Well, I've lost my company.

I've been on patrol duty.

Fall in with us.

We storm in an hour.

Get up, the Reds are here!

Get up, you fool!

The Reds are here!

down there!

Get a move on!

Lukovsky.

Here at your service, comrade.

This vodka's filthy stuff.

You can do better than this.

Well, I have some special bottles in the cellar.

But there's not enough for everybody.

Everybody?

But I'm not everybody.

Bring them up.

At once, comrade.

Nikolai Rikov?

Informer of the White murderers.

Ah.

Responsible for the death of 43 comrades.

I tried to save all I could.

I can bring witnesses.

- Take him away. - Don't!

Don't, comrade!

Next.

You know, comrade, with out me, they can decide nothing?

Who?

The commissars.

And what's more, they're all cowards.

Good health.

Good health to the delegate.

This is my round.

Welcome, comrade.

Come on.

Oh, no.

No, thank you.

Come on, have a drink.

Have a drink, have a drink.

Why worry?

Forget it!

Drink.

That's better.

Shall I tell you a great secret?

Mm-hm.

Soldiers are soldiers.

White or Red, there's no difference.

No.

They can, but what can they do?

Shoot, kill, destroy, but-- but I organize!

- Can you organize, comrade? - Yeah.

The reorganization of the economical life on the basis of

the expropriation of the means of production!

Did you understand that?

Yeah!

You did?

Do you want to reorganize the boot factory?

I'll make you commissar for reorganizing the boot factory.

No, no, no.

No?

No?

Electricity. That's very important.

We're gonna electrify the whole country!

Prisons?

No.

Hotels?

What did you say about prisons, comrade?

We'll reorganize everything.

There it is.

With my signature on that commission,

you'd be in charge of the prisons.

Good health.

Reorganize everything!

What's become of this Countess Adraxine?

She's in the prison.

Take two men and bring her here.

Hello, comrade!

What about a little vodka before we go home?

No, brother, we've had enough.

Drink it yourself.

Very sorry, comrade.

The woman in prison's already been released.

What?! What on Earth?

- The commissar went to the prison-- - What?!

Stop that over there!

- Commissar? - Yes, with a special order.

The devil he did.

What.

We must get them both, man and woman.

Call a search party.

- Send 100 men. - 100 men?

100 men! Don't sit there waiting!

Get on!

Come on!

Can we rest here?

Yes.

Are we safe here?

I hope so.

There must be a brook somewhere.

The Gulburch Brook.

You know this forest?

It belongs to me.

Belonged to me.

We mustn't rest here any longer.

I'm on the run now as well as you.

Shall we go?

Not just yet.

Why?

I'm afraid the searchers are combing the forest.

What do you want me to do?

There's someone in the woods, not far from here.

I think we'll be safe here.

Keep your nerve now, won't you?

Yes.

Swear you'll kill me before you'll let them get me?

Swear it!

All right, I swear it.

Quick, get in there.

They're coming through.

It's our only chance.

Keep still.

Don't move.

Don't say a word.

Found anything yet?

Who are you?

Huh?

- You're not our company. - No.

- What company are you? - What?

Third.

What the dickens are you doing here? This is our beat.

Or it's the devil's own job, comrade.

I-- I'm no forester and I lost me way 'cause I lost me whistle.

You're not gonna drink alone.

No, only an ox drinks alone.

How can I answer? I've lost me whistle.

You let me drink and I'll whistle for ya.

Let's sit here and finish this.

No, no, no, we can finish that as we go along.

Come on, they'll be looking for us, comrade.

Oh, it's a dog's life, comrade.

Where are you going?

They're over there!

No, they're not.

They're there.

We heard them.

Is he with our outfit?

N-- no, I'm with the others.

Oh, he's all right.

We can go along together.

- Is the flask empty? - Not quite.

Hello?

Hello?

Don't be afraid! Tell me where you are!

Here I am!

Were you thinking that I wouldn't come back for you?

When did you fall in love with me?

The first time I saw you.

"Get up," I said.

"Get up."

You turned...

and I was lost.

Listen.

Good news.

- What is it? - Heavy guns.

It means they're fighting again.

They'll give up the search, and in a few days,

we'll be able to leave the forest.

Don't you like my forest?

I adore it.

Hello, comrade!

Any luck?

The skies opened and manna fell from Heaven!

You ready?

Catch!

Would you call this outfit "manna?"

Well, I thought we're better looking like refugees than the soldiers.

Keep still, just a minute.

There.

Come here!

I wanted to see myself.

Careful.

- Where did you pick them up? - Pick them up?

If you'd heard me bargaining for them...

and for the other things.

- Did you bring some food, too? - Did I bring some food?

I don't believe it!

Lobster!

Jam!

Mm, and...

Brandy.

There's enough there to last us for days and days.

I think that old boy must be the champion looter of the revolution.

And all he wanted was your wristwatch?

Well, what's the use of a wristwatch in a country where

trains are apt to be a week late?

Oh, yes, the train.

We have to find the train.

And we can.

The old boy told me.

We're not very far from the line to Kazan.

We must go down into the plain.

How far is it to the nearest station.

The nearest station?

There are 10.000 people waiting for the train at every station.

Just wait here.

You'll see.

We'll stop them.

Get out of the way!

Clear the track!

There's no room in here!

Get out!

Please!

Please!

My sister can't walk anymore!

Get off!

My sister can't walk anymore!

Come on!

Where there's so many, there's room for two more!

Come on!

What, again?

Very nice.

Do you like them, comrade?

Mm-hm.

Do you like me, comrade?

Nobody can leave the station without a pass from the commissar.

Show your hands.

Pass.

Inside.

Pass.

Pass.

Show your hands.

Inside.

Inside.

They allowed you to go.

Go, please.

Name?

Peter Morama.

- From? - Moscow.

Where are you going?

What for?

To be with my family.

What was your job in Moscow?

I-- I was a clerk in an insurance office.

Every word a lie.

You are, managing director of the Putulofky Works in Petrograd.

You financed the White bandits.

People spar against the republic or workers and peasants.

You're a fugitive from the justice of the people.

And you're on your way to the White Army.

Condemned to be shot.

Next.

Show me your hands.

Why did you send him in?

I didn't, Comrade Pushkoff.

He came with the woman.

Who is the woman?

My sister.

Step up.

Show me your hands.

These are the hands of a woman who...

who never worked in her life.

Your occupation?

I was a lady's maid.

Worst sort of revolutionaries.

valets, lady's maids.

Your name?

Anton Andreev.

From?

To?

What for?

I have a brother there.

My sister needs nursing.

Why?

She was ill.

What illness?

Typhoid coming.

Why aren't you in the army?

I was ill.

You too?

Sensitive family.

Three-quarters of the population of were--

were sick with typhoid.

What's your occupation?

Electrician.

The army needs electricians.

I'll leave my sister with my brother and report for service in the army.

Pass.

Countess!

Good acting.

Well-rehearsed.

Countess Alexandra Adraxine, née Vladinoff?

Daughter of the bloodhound Vladinoff.

Fugitive from the people's justice.

What is your name?

Varya Andreev.

Don't be ridiculous, Poushkoff.

Look.

Yes, there is a slight resemblance.

Slight?

Slight.

Well, what else do you need to prove her guilty?

Proofs.

Witnesses.

What, do you expect the Grand Duke to turn up?

No, but there's.

What about?

was a gardener on the Adraxine estate.

I'll fetch him.

Stand back.

Next.

- Your name? - Ivan Smirnoff.

Now!

Present!

Fire!

Did you find anything on him?

This, comrade.

Sewn in the lining of his coat.

A White spy.

Condemned to be shot.

Come here.

Stand here.

Turn your face to him.

...look at that woman.

Who is she?

I don't know, comrade.

- Have you never seen her before? - Never, comrade.

...you were a gardener on the Adraxine estate.

I was.

Do you ever see the Countess?

Very often, comrade.

Are you ready to swear that this woman is not the Countess?

In front of the altar, comrade.

That's all.

Take her to the guard room.

And now what?

Honored guests of the revolution?

No, I have to report to the checker in.

- I'll take them with me. - Waste of time!

We've no right to shoot this woman unless we can prove her guilty!

Rubbish!

She knows she's...

The train leaves in an hour.

Next.

Next! Next!

Blanket?

Blanket.

Thank you.

I'm afraid it was an ordeal for your sister.

I'm sorry, but we can't be too careful.

Yes, yes, of course.

I think it best that we make ready for the night straight away.

All right, let me help you.

Thank you.

You must be tired out and ready for sleep.

Yes, I'm tired.

- Oh, let me go up there. - It's quite all right--

No, but surely--

Really, I insist.

That's very good of you.

When do we get to?

Tomorrow evening.

Tomorrow evening?

Yes.

Are you all right?

Yes, thank you very much.

I'm afraid you won't find it very comfortable here.

It's quite luxurious to us.

We've been traveling for three days in a cattle truck.

Shall I shade the light?

Yes, thank you.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Where could that other...

I've got to...

Oh, here it is.

Thank you.

Hello?

- No more commissar? - No, I didn't hear him go.

Don't worry.

He won't be far away.

What do you think of the fellow?

He's very polite.

Mm, well, that's something, anyway.

What's more, he strikes me as an honest man.

You're right.

That's not going to make things any easier for us.

Come in.

Oh, tea!

Yes.

I got it from the engine driver.

Oh, thank you.

No, thank you. I've had some.

- Oh, you sure? - That's all right.

Well, commissar...

are we going to face another trial in?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

And when that happens, perhaps it might be wiser to tell a more

convincing story about yourselves.

Don't you think we were speaking the truth, then?

There would never be truth without trust.

You, for instance, don't trust me.

Obviously not.

At any rate, we owe you our lives.

Even that was a matter of hard lying.

You should thank.

He's a marvelous liar.

Shouldn't we also thank you, commissar,

for telling him what lie to tell.

Oh, no, no, you mustn't think of it like that.

My own lie was a very poor one compared with 's.

What was your lie?

When I said that that photograph bore only a slight

resemblance to you.

Actually, I thought it a pretty good one.

You don't think I'm going to admit it?

Of course not.

Don't admit anything.

I don't really care who you are.

Yet you made every effort to save my life.

That was because I liked you.

Did you?

Well...

since you don't care who I am, there's no reason why we all

shouldn't be the greatest of friends.

Oh, I hope.

But perhaps you'd share some food that I've got.

I'm afraid the bread's very stale,

but there's a little cheese to go with it.

Don't you think, as the commissar is so kind,

we might share our food?

We brought some with us too.

Oh?

Oh but...

Oh, but this is amazing!

And to think that I offered you my stale bread.

We are very grateful for it.

I haven't had a picnic like this for years.

And there's even enough for supper tonight.

And this to wash it down with.

No.

Our army's just.

It's full of very important people.

All kinds of people who were all kinds of things before the revolution.

There are bound to be many who knew the Countess Adraxine personally.

And no, huh?

The perfect is the rarest of all creatures.

I see.

So you're warning us.

Oh, hardly as much as that, but I'm wondering what's going to

happen to you.

I mean, none of us know that. No way.

No, but...

I thought you might possibly have something in mind.

I'm afraid we just do what we can as a rule.

Don't we?

You mean you...

just take a chance if it comes along?

What else can we do?

- Have you had luck so far? - Wonderful luck.

And the most wonderful of all was to meet you.

Do you think so?

Yes, I do think so.

Even if tomorrow means the end of us,

as it may do.

Tomorrow may mean the end of me too.

If it does...

will you remember me?

Forgive me for saying that to your sister.

I understand, Poushkoff.

We both understand.

Before we reach tomorrow...

I'd like to...

I-- I most humbly beg your pardon.

I know what you must think of me, behaving like this.

It's brandy.

I'm-- I'm not used to it.

I...

No, it's... it's quite understandable.

We've all been through a great strain.

Isn't it good to stretch your legs again?

How peaceful.

This is just a small place on the.

If you go down there, you'll come to the river in about 10 minutes.

You'll see some-- some barges tied up to the bank for the night.

I believe they sometimes take a passenger if they have money to pay.

Some of the bargemen are tarters.

Grand old fellas.

This is...

really the most interesting part of Russia.

Only...

so few people see it that...

Excuse me, I must go and get our order stamped by the commissar.

Do you know, I-- I pity him in a way.

He's such a boy.

Do you realize we could escape now?

It's almost dark, and there's mist.

We should have a chance, surely.

Yes, I believe you're right, we should. the boy?

What about him?

He might-- he might suffer for it.

Yes, that's true.

What's happened?

...shot himself!

Deliberately, through the head!

Oh, dear. Quickly!

There's no time.

What is it?

What is it?

I just realized that-- that this is what he wanted us to do.

Of course.

Come.

Forgive me, dearest.

We were going too fast for you.

The train.

The tr--

What is it, darling?

What is it?

Do you hear the whistle?

Do you hear the whistle?

Now...

Shh.

We're approaching.

As soon as we arrive, I'll fetch a doctor.

Papers?

None?

Go on.

Everyone on deck, medical inspection!

Nobody else on the barge?

Nobody ill?

Come on, speak up!

A woman.

A man has gone for a doctor.

Well, I'm a doctor.

Now, there, children, don't be frightened.

We won't eat you.

Here, take this.

It's chocolate.

Victor!

Coming, sir!

Attention!

Attention!

Attention!

Lukin.

Abukoff.

Evrilenko.

Avanofsky.

Lomoff.

Muspin.

Oh, no!

No, no!

No!

No, no!

No!

No, no!

Kalhinin.

Ouranoff.

Ouranoff!

Ouranoff!

Where is Ouranoff?

Bevitch.

Shustoff.

- Are you ready? - All ready to fire, sir.

No!

No!

Well, the next batch can go.

March them on.

Right.

No!

No!

No!

No!

Get up. What are you doing?

Get on.

In a few minutes, it won't hurt you anymore.

Shoot, you fool!

Get after him!

Hey, young fellow. What are you doing here?

Doctor.

Well?

I just saw him go somewhere in there, sir.

Hey, you can't go in there.

This is a Red Cross hospital.

There's an operation going on.

Well, I'll wait until it's over.

I know this is unbelievable, doctor.

I have no proof, I have no papers, nothing.

But you must believe me--

Of course I believe you, but will you be quiet?

How can I tie up your wound if you don't stay still?

It's all right, I'll keep still.

- Nurse! - Yes, doctor?

- Have you got that list? - Yes, here.

Read out the names of the women leaving for Bucharest.

Elizabetha Poppova.

Anna Vigarovich.

Maria Wukash.

Sofia Ayevich.

Countess Alexandra Adraxine.

Adraxine!

- You mean she's on that train?! - It's too late!

Get out of the way!

Alexandra!

Alexandra!

Here!

Here!