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This Meshcherski Jr. is a rather unpleasant fellow.
Episode 30 THE FOX HUNT
Every second I felt him
douse me with contempt.
Anton Andreyevich!
How many times do I have to tell you: don't pay attention to such people.
Their time has passed,
and yours is only beginning.
When you say this, I feel an incredible surge of energy!
I could move mountains for you!
No need to move mountains,
just love me.
I love you. I love you madly, you know that!
Wait, no, you don't know anything,
oh God, I completely forgot.
Pelageia Ivanovna...
This is my mother's ring and
I will be happy if you agree to wear it.
I understand, I--
I remember that you wanted it to remain a secret,
but I thought that as a symbol of our engagement, this--
Thank you.
It's opening time, I'm sorry.
Yes, I understand, don't worry,
I'll take the back door!
I dream of the time when we won't have to hide anymore!
I will take you out for rides,
to the confectionery, shopping!
I will grant your every wish. - Absolutely!
I love you.
May I?
Yes, of course.
Shtolman, judicial investigator, we met yesterday.
Yes, you saved me. Thank you.
Well, who did this to you?
I didn't see his face.
It was impossible for you not to see his face.
I found you lying on your back on the floor.
Was it your husband?
How could this even occur to you?
Of course not.
He went into hiding,
and I have every reason to believe to suspect him of the prince's murder.
He could be just frightened.
Like most common people, my husband doesn't believe in justice.
And he has reasons for it.
What do you think you're doing?!
You are impossible!
Wait till Vera Nikolaevna comes...
She will show you!
The children don't listen to you, do they?
Oh, Miss, are these even children?
These are highway bandits!
Makes no difference if you teach them or not!
But Vera Nikolaevna was able to handle them somehow, wasn't she?
She played the piano.
I can do that too.
Did you know that...
the prince was going to leave you an inheritance?
No, I did not.
That's odd.
He was so protective of you, and yet he didn't tell you
that he was going to secure your future?
Perhaps he simply didn't get the chance.
I tried to spend less time with him lately...
because of Timofey.
The prince didn't approve of the marriage, did he? That's what I was told.
He believed that Timofey wasn't the right match for me
and that we couldn't be happy.
What about you?
You disobeyed him.
I don't understand. What are you trying to say?
You did as you wanted.
And the prince could change his will.
It is you who would have benefitted from the death of your father, Prince Meshcherski.
You instantly became rich.
The hunting incident could have been easily arranged by your husband.
Children.
Vera Nikolaevna isn't coming today, she has fallen ill.
But she is getting better already
and she will be back the day after tomorrow.
You can go home now.
Yay, home!
Idiot, who's going to take you home 50 verst* for two days? (*~33 miles/~53 km)
Do you live right here?
Three people live in town,
the rest are from remote villages.
That's our barracks over there! We live there while we go to school.
What barracks?
It's warm and there are soft beds.
And yummy food!
You have such beautiful pictures.
Who made them?
We all did! It's our homework, to draw some animal.
May I take them with me to the hospital for Vera Nikolaevna?
Yes!
She will be so happy.
Masha, is this true?
Is it true what you wrote to me in this note?
Of course it's true.
I wouldn't have written to you if not for these extreme circumstances.
Well, don't worry,
I wouldn't have come, if this weren't about Anna.
I'm not too thrilled to see you either, you know.
We are alone, I hope?
Yes.
You brother is out in town. - No, I didn't mean him.
I suppose Mr. Rebushinsky
won't jump out from behind the curtain like Polonius in Hamlet?
I asked Aleksey Yegorovich not to visit me today.
Thank you very much,
so he hasn't yet completely moved into my house.
Don't ascribe your own lewdness to other people!
You'd better think what you will say to your daughter, she will be back soon!
Try to act like a worried father.
What?
What?!
Everything that has happened here is because of you!
This is the example you set, your frivolous behavior!
You have forgotten all propriety!
You have gotten involved with... God knows whom!
For God's sake, you have forgotten you are a mother!
You-- You-- You!
Let go-- Let go!
Let go of me!
Domna!
Domna, I'm back!
Anya! I'm here.
Your father has dropped by.
Hello, Dad.
Anna...
Your mother and I must talk to you.
I have heard of your insane intention to go to Turkestan.
I hope you realize that
we are not going to consent to that.
I would also like to remind you that
by the law, as an unmarried young woman,
you are still in my care.
And should you decide to go to Turkestan anyway,
the police will find you
and bring back home immediately.
I see.
Only men can do whatever they want in this world, can't they?
Our marital--
Our parental duty
compels us to save you from this fatal mistake.
Is this all? May I go?
Dad! Thank you for dropping by
to fulfil your parental duty!
You too should go.
It's you...
I was about to come to you.
What is this?
Honey, who dared to do this?
Who hurt you?
Go away...
You can't be here, go...
First you tell me who hurt you.
It doesn't matter, Timosha, it doesn't.
Go...
Police, open up!
Run!
Wait, the back door!
Stop!
I have received a letter from Vera.
She wants to give up her 50,000.
Dare I hope, Your Grace, that you
as a wise older brother
will discourage this decision of hers?
I will never think of this woman as my sister, Mr. Volpin.
Let's get down to business.
I know you have an interest in her.
I would be happy to join my life with Vera Dmitrievna's,
but she--
She loves her uncouth husband.
However, he will be soon tried for murder.
Divorce from exiled convicts is the only kind of divorce
the Holy Synod easily allows.
So, the ball is in your court.
I will be praying for it.
I have a proposition for you.
I will not accept those 50,000, quite the contrary,
I will add to this amount, as a dowry.
Provided that
you persuade her to close the school.
I will do everything in my power, Your Grace.
You again?
Go away, I'm not going to talk to you, I told you already!
I can't help you!
Anna...
Anna Viktorovna!
Are you all right?
Yes...
Timofey is innocent. Find the fox.
Did you write this?
No. The spirit did.
Anna, are you taking the medication?
Your medication isn't helping.
They keep coming anyway.
What do they want?
My help.
Your help...
Look at yourself, you are devastated, deceived and miserable!
It's you who need help!
Mr. Shtolman, I want to make a confession.
It was I who told Timofey to hide in the lodge in the woods.
I was afraid that Lev Dmitrievich would take revenge on him for his father's death.
But I never doubted his innocence.
If the prince was indeed murdered,
someone else did it.
I'm afraid only you and your husband had a motive.
Any one of the hunters could have fired that shot.
The murderer could have used another rifle.
Father had several English rifles,
just like the one Timofey used. Did you check them?
Vera Nikolaevna, don't be like those woman
who cover up for criminals out of love.
Accept it.
A different life awaits you now. With the prince's inheritance, you--
I gave up the inheritance.
Excuse me, who are you?
Ivan Khristoforovich Volpin, nice to meet you.
Vera Nikolaevna, your father wanted to secure your future,
he told me about it.
Do you believe you should ignore his last will?
Prince Meshcherski told you about his will?
Yes, he did, I think...
What do you mean, you think?
In this case, I have to question both of you.
Please, come inside.
When exactly did the prince tell you
that he was going to leave inheritance for Vera Nikolaevna?
About two months ago.
Now I understand...
That's when you started confessing your love for me
and persuading me to leave my husband.
You too were hunting, you could have shot the prince and set Timofey up.
Indeed, Mr. Volpin,
you could easily get the prince from your spot.
Your ribbon is purple, isn't it?
Here it is.
And you had more than enough time to get rid of the rifle.
You are mistaken, gentlemen.
I didn't want to tell you...
I didn't want to hurt you
and defy the prince's last will.
After all, he said before he died that Timofey was innocent.
But I saw him
turn and shot at the prince.
There is criminal liability for perjury, Mr. Volpin.
I am willing to answer before the law to its fullest extent.
I am willing to do anything
to clear myself of suspicion.
Believe me.
Your husband murdered the prince.
No.
You are lying.
This is impossible.
I don't believe you...
I didn't choose this fate.
No one asked me.
I just live with this.
I used to love my gift.
When people came to me, dead or alive,
I saw how unhappy and lost they were, how they wanted protection.
Some didn't get to say something to a person they loved.
Some wanted justice.
And when I was able to help them,
I was happy.
I believed that I was making this world a little better.
But now...
It seems to me that only the dead need me.
They are clutching onto me and they won't let go.
They even come into my dreams at night.
And you know what the scariest part is?
I understand them.
I know exactly what they want from me.
But the living...
I no longer understand anything about them.
I no longer trust them.
I can feel this life slipping away from me.
Because of this damned gift, I will never be happy.
I will never know what this life could have been like.
The things you are talking about, Anna Viktorovna...
I cannot relate to many of them.
But there is one thing I know well enough...
What it's like to be special.
Sadly, this is a burden one has to carry alone all the time.
Have you talked to your family?
They won't let me go.
- But you still want to go? - Yes! Yes, I do.
I want to live this life, however it may turn out.
A woman has one way
to break free from her father's authority...
Exchange it for the authority of a husband.
No.
I will never marry.
I'm very glad to hear it.
I don't want to start a family either.
This is why I have a proposition for you.
Marry me
and be free as a bird.
Our marriage will be but a formality.
We can go to Turkestan together if you want, and if you don't--
go wherever you want and do as you please.
Why are you offering this to me?
I must admit...
You are the most capable woman I have ever met.
And it's about time
you escaped all those dead people.
Vera Dmitrievna...
Vera Dmitrievna, why do you need this school?
Come on, indulge your brother.
This is out of the question, you can tell him that.
I will get the money to support the school... from philanthropists.
Thank you for walking me home.
Raymonde...
Soon we will be together,
my love.
Mother of God...
Good morning.
Good morning.
Where is Uncle?
He went into town on business.
Too bad. I wanted to talk to you both.
To Dad too.
Mom, I'm sorry.
I know that I'm always hurting you.
I don't know what came over me.
Of course, I'm not going to Turkestan.
Anechka... I'm so glad to hear it.
Mom, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
How unfortunate for you to have a daughter like me.
Anechka...
I am very often afraid for you, it's true.
But if you only knew how proud I am of you.
You are?
It's so important for me to hear this from you.
Anechka...
You have always been special,
and not only because of your gift.
You have intelligence, courage, a kind heart...
But, Anechka...
Please, listen to me calmly,
without anger.
I am very happy that you have found your calling.
But there is no happiness without love.
Mom... you know my situation.
You love Shtolman
and he is married, yes, I know that.
But...
but there is another man,
who loves you,
who loves you sincerely, faithfully.
Who are you talking about? Kliuyev?
Yes.
It's not because I dream of marrying you off.
I'm just so afraid
that you may lose the man sent to you by fate itself.
Miss, you have a visitor.
Madame Krechetova. - Vera?
Invite her in.
Anechka...
Oh my God, Vera, what happened?
I'm sorry to bother you... Ma'am...
What is the matter?
The school burned down last night.
- Oh God, how horrible! - What about the children?
- They weren't hurt, were they? - No, thank God.
They were in the dormitory.
But the school is gone.
The children told me that they had given you their pictures last night.
May I take them back?
I'm afraid that's all I have left...
Of course.
We can exclude fire caused by negligence.
The school was doused with kerosene and set on fire.
Wall by wall. The arsonist was probably acting alone.
Did he bring kerosene with him?
No, sir, he took it from the shed behind the school.
May God punish the fiend.
Were there outsiders in the estate yesterday?
Outsiders?
Volpin Ivan Khristoforovich came.
Show him to the office.
A dispatch from the guard department
was delivered late last night.
Orders to detain Prince Meshcherski.
- Junior? - Senior.
The news of his death must have not reached the capital yet.
But what does it mean?
What does it mean... this is all very strange.
I am curious...
Perhaps you could find out through your channels what it is about?
I certainly will try.
Any little thing could be important in this odd case.
Right.
Vera, I understand your pain.
But the school can be rebuilt.
You have money now.
And there others who could help.
You know, I'll talk to my uncle...
I will talk to him and he will definitely make a donation.
I can promise you this.
Find the fox.
What? What fox?
Where am I supposed to look for it?
Oh! I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy...
Vera, who painted this?
Vanya Steklov. He is talented.
It looks like it was painted from life.
His father stuffs dead animals, and Vanya draws them.
Where is your Vanya now?
He must be at home already.
He is one of those few students who live in Zatonsk.
His father has a hunting supplies shop in the sloboda.
I think we have to go there.
Why?
Your father told me to find the fox.
He spoke to you...
Oh, of course, I have heard of your gift
but I didn't even think to ask for your help.
Let's say someone else asked for you.
Oh my God... Yes!
But... unbelievable...
Could it be?
Vera, just tell me.
If there was no ricochet and my father was murdered by someone else,
then Timofey had to hit the fox.
He is a very good shot.
Then someone took the carcass.
If we find that someone,
we will be able to prove that my husband is innocent.
[You understand who we're dealing with--]
Nikolai Vasilievich.
Gentlemen, I am at your service.
Oh, Mr. Volpin, you are here too.
By the way, you were seen near the school last night.
I was walking Vera Nikolaevna home.
And were you sunbathing after that?
I don't understand.
Your face is red.
Ah. No, I had vodka at dinner.
At your house?
Ivan Khristoforovich spent the night at my house.
I can assure you he didn't step out.
In that case, we have another request for you.
Your sister--
I don't have a sister.
Vera Dmitrievna,
also known as Vera Nikolaevna,
told us that you have other rifles at your house.
We would like to examine them.
I won't stop you.
This is it.
Vanya!
Vanya!
Vera Nikolaevna!
Hello.
Tell me... did you paint this? - Yes, I did.
Very beautiful, well done.
Vanya, where did you see this fox?
Sometimes when gentlemen hunt they forget something in the woods,
like a small hare or a marten.
They don't need it, but we can stuff them.
Did you find this fox there too?
Yes, on the edge of the clearing.
Good day, Vera Nikolaevna!
To what do we owe the pleasure?
This fox Vanya found... Do you still have it?
It's in the workshop, I flayed and skinned it.
That's one good pelt, bullet did almost no damage to the fur.
Did you keep the bullet?
Apologies for the intrusion, Lev Dmitrievich,
but it is our duty to check everything.
No need to apologize, Nikolai Vasilievich,
I'll bear it somehow.
Skobelev... The White General.
Yes. He and my father were friends.
A great commander, the conqueror of Turkestan.
Yes. And such an untimely, ridiculous demise.
Well, it was a murder.
No. It's only gossip!
Gossip. - I disagree.
The general was too popular both with the army and with the public.
Well?
One English rifle is missing.
How odd.
We have to search your house.
Anna! Here it is.
Vanya and his father are willing to give their statements.
Great news! Congratulations.
Now go to the precinct and tell them every detail.
What about you?
There is nothing for me there.
Tell them you have figured it all out on your own.
Thank you.
Anna, you have saved my husband.
Go, take the carriage.
Oath of allegiance is one thing, Lev Dmitrievich,
but the much-needed reforms are carried out too slowly.
Yes, yes, there are always great expectations
at the beginning of a new rule,
and then bitter disappointment.
Your Grace, may I have more brandy? It's too good.
Help yourself, Ivan Khristoforovich.
What else is there to do to pass the time during a search?
This rifle has been shot recently. We found it in the guest room.
And these clothes smell of kerosene. How will you explain this, Your Grace?
I can't believe it, Ivan Khristoforovich.
It was you who slept in that room.
You are under arrest, Mr. Volpin.
Yes, the bullet extracted from the prince's body was exactly the same.
Do you confirm that you have extracted it from the carcass of this fox?
I confirm it, sir.
Well...
Tell me where you found it.
Go on, don't be afraid.
On Sunday morning, I was walking down the road in the woods
Suddenly I heard shots and people shouting.
Then I walked out into the clearing and I picked it up there.
Did you see hunters in the clearing?
Yes, only one, the others were gone already.
He sat behind the shrubs with a rifle, then he went away too.
Will you be able to recognize him?
A man will be brought here in a minute, look at him carefully
and tell me if he is the man from that day,
the one with the rifle in the shrubs in the clearing.
[And all of a sudden it was snowing.]
He was there.
The boy is confused.
I wasn't in town that morning.
What are you saying?
You shouldn't insult an honorable man.
Admit you have made a mistake.
Too right.
Sir, shall I bring the arrestee?
No, there is no need anymore.
Come in!
Anna...
You.
I am here on business.
We talked a lot about Krutin's goal.
I think I know what it is.
This is his god, the one he believes in.
I haven't seen this picture before.
No, your encyclopeadia of heresy didn't have it.
Look closer.
This drawing was on the wall near the bookshop after the fire.
Yes, it has two snakes for legs.
Reason and feeling.
The whip of power in the right hand.
The symbol Krutin left at the vampires' black mess.
A shield in the left hand, the shield of secret knowledge.
A rooster's head, it was at the scene of the baroness's murder!
Krutin murdered Natalia Pavlovna.
The Cathars: A Great Heresy...
So, this is what he believes in...
The Cathars believed that this world had been created by the devil
and wanted to destroy it.
This is Krutin's goal.
He wants to destroy the world.
It's impossible--
It was impossible in the 13th century, but not now.
Remember Gordon Brown's secret research?
The plague from Professor Sviridov's test tubes?
The mysterious poison that nearly killed Anton Andreyevich?
And the most important thing, hypnosis.
He paralyzes people's will, and they kill even their loved ones.
Brother will deliver brother over to death...
and children will rise against parents.
But--
I didn't figure it out myself, I was given a clue.
Now you too know it.
And you will have to deal with it on your own.
Wait!
Anya, I--
Please, stay.
I hate you...
I hate you!
I hate you!
I will find him!
Good day, Lev Dmitrievich.
Please, address me as "Your Grace".
As you wish.
Do you dislike your father's name so much?
...Your Grace.
The response to my inquiry has come from St. Petersburg this morning.
Your father would be arrested and under investigation right now,
if he weren't on the other side.
General Skobelev's papers were found a couple of months ago.
They were thought to be lost all this time.
The plan to overthrow monarchy,
to establish a constitutional government in Russia.
My father was mentioned in those papers as the future Minister of Education.
One of the conspirators.
And you decided to save him from disgrace?
Not him.
There is no forgiveness for him.
No, I was trying to save the family honor.
You were trying to save your own honor.
And you almost succeeded.
You must be a great shot.
But you were unlucky.
A boy saw you at the hunt that day.
The little brat...
I think you didn't even see his face
but you knew from his clothes that he was one of the student at the school.
That's why you were in such a hurry to close the school
and send the children home.
No one will believe the boy.
In the light of the new circumstances, everyone will.
Easily.
I advise you
to say that you wanted to spare your father the pain,
knowing about his terminal illness.
Will you give me a quarter of an hour to put some affairs in order?
No.
I won't allow you to kill yourself.
The law is the same for everyone.
Your Grace.
Your little mind is hiding from me.
But I am going to find it.
Meine liebste Nina,
I am going to ask you questions now.
If you answer incorrectly,
I am going to flip that little switch again.
Your name?
Order the carriage to be p-prepared... The carriage--
M-my n-name is N-nina.
THE FOX HUNT
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