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[clock tolling]

The terrible Vladinoffs.

They may have a tip.

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

became minister of interior.

Hello, Alexandra.

Hello.

What are you backing?

I suppose one really ought to put

something in the king's horse.

How loyal.

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

No.

In Russia, I genuinely back my father's horse.

I do at least know they are trying.

Oh, then you know more about them than I do, my dear.

That's not very difficult, Father.

There's the king's horse.

There's the king's horse.

There he goes.

Hello, Fothergill.

How did you find--

Hello.

Yes, my final visit to England.

I'll I've left on the king's horse.

How much?

Five up.

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, eh?

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

When do you leave?

Tomorrow night, train across.

Thank you.

[train whistling]

Goodbye, Alexandra.

And thank you for the lovely flowers.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Your Excellency.

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

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

Bear?

Wolves?

No, everything, even ministers.

Take a seat, please.

Excuse me, sir.

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.

ANNOUNCER: Countess Olga Vesselro.

Princess Nina Volchonsky.

Is my back all right?

For the tenth time, yes.

Oh, I know I'm going to faint.

ANNOUNCER: Countess Vera Brastov.

Countess Alexandra Vladinoff.

Daughter of the minister, betrothed to Colonel Adraxine.

Countess.

We congratulate you.

Colonel Adraxine is a very lucky man.

What a lovely child.

ANNOUNCER: Anna Sprohoff.

What did His Majesty say?

He congratulate you.

Colonel Adraxine is a very lucky man.

And so I am.

And Alexandra is a very lucky girl, aren't you, darling?

Why, of course she is.

Of course I am.

[music playing]

I hope it will be a success.

Of course it will be.

He is the greatest fool in the guards

and she is the cleverest girl at court.

Mr. Fothergill.

Oh.

Some more tea.

Hello, Fothergill.

Hello, Stanfield.

You are in a hurry.

Yes, I have to go to the police.

The police?

Well, are you lunching at the London Tavern?

I hope so. Sorry, I'm late.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Tyevsky's Route, 14.

Anyway, you admit you write this article?

Of course.

It's an attack on the imperial government.

Not an attack, merely an account

of the system of government.

In your opinion.

If you were Russian, it would mean Siberia.

Your permit to remain in Russia is canceled.

But my whole future's bound up in Russia.

You have 48 hours to get out.

Look, here, see, you don't realize.

I've worked here for years.

I love Russia.

I tried to make it easy to understand that--

the Russian outlook--

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

I'm sorry, but I cleared out in 48 hours.

48 hours, two days.

There it is, six years hard work completely chucked away.

There are other jobs.

Not in Russian.

Certainly.

But the police have chucked 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 of what?

The revolutionary movement.

Now, my job is to recruit young Englishman

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.

Wouldn't I?

No, you couldn't do that.

If you did tell the truth, British authorities

would politely disclaim all knowledge of it.

It is a case of heads they win, tails I lose.

Bit one-sided, isn't it?

Well, it's the chance we all take.

And the pay's rather good.

Does it interest you?

No, I don't think so.

Oh, 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, takes a good deal to surprise me, you know.

This way.

But surely the police will be there to see

off the premises, won't they?

Naturally.

At the evening, a man carrying your passport

will leave Russia.

You collect his luggage at the station and board the night

express for Germany.

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

Peter Ouronov.

Who's Peter Ouronov?

You are.

That's your name for the future.

You'd better memorize it.

And what's Peter Ouronov's first job?

To join the revolutionary movement.

There's a man named Axelstein.

He runs a bookshop.

I've got the pamphlets from Zorin,

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.

Have you seen Maronin today?

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

Hope nothing's happened to him.

Such a hot head.

Mm.

[bell ringing]

What about this one?

Ha-ha-ha, yes, that's very good.

Maronin?

Do you know what happened?

For the third time this month, 20 students arrested.

20?

Yes, 20.

Five of them gassed.

You know what that means?

Exiles in the north and their work stopped.

Sounds dreadful.

Yes, dreadful.

What do we do? Nothing.

Now, now, now--

Does anyone ever do anything?

We just talk and talk and talk.

Quiet, you young fool.

If you want to talk--

I have taken the liberty of telling

Your Excellency's coachman to go by the Nietshoc 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--

That your show of police around with him

insights the terrorists.

But I am personally responsible to His Majesty

for Your Excellency's life.

If I could--

Let's go.

[bell ringing]

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.

[men singing]

Hello, darling.

It's all too vague.

There's no proper plan.

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

I have enough night left for two oranges.

We need four.

WOMAN: Maronin is quite sure of himself.

Oh, his impatience will ruin everything.

Maronin's an impulsive meddler.

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.

Sorry.

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.

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

Oh, all I need to know is the route and the time.

The wedding procession is across the bridge at 5:15.

The second carriage is Vladinoff's.

[explosion]

[screaming]

How the devil did they get in here?

Look at this place.

Call the ambulance.

Right, sir.

Warn the horsemen.

You, phone the minister.

Yes, sir.

Are you all right?

Is my father hurt?

His Excellency is safe.

He is not wounded?

Not a scratch, Countess.

Thank God.

Father?

Father?

It's all right.

It's all right.

You get in the next carriage.

[knocking]

Come in.

Come in.

Alexis?

What's-- what's the matter?

What is it?

What's-- what's happened?

Nothing.

It's all right.

Come over here.

Whatever happened?

They got me.

He fired as I ran.

Just shot right through the buff.

The--

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.

I'm sorry to be such a bother to you.

GUARD: Go on, forward.

MAN: Are you a political prisoner?

FOTHERGILL: Yes, but I'm no better off than now.

MAN: Tell me, how far is to Siberia?

FOTHERGILL: Take us at least six weeks.

ADRAXINE: Something ought be done about these dining cars.

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

As a soldier, I'm accustomed to privations,

but the caviar was filthy and the champagne

is certainly not 1906.

Now what the devil's happened?

- The train 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.

You know what that means?

War.

War.

At last.

Prisoners from [inaudible], get ready to leave.

Hoflosev.

Yeah.

Bernstein.

Yes.

Nevski.

Yes.

Osipenko.

Osipenko.

He's there.

He's a fever. - Never mind.

Come on, help him up.

Come on, get up.

Come on.

There's a doctor where you're going.

All right.

Rinkoff.

Yeah.

Payden.

- Yeah. - Chiskim.

Yeah.

Go up.

Give me four packages--

You can only have two.

How's that?

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

It will have to do then.

Give me two.

Sugar?

Over there.

Excuse me, Captain, are we to remain here?

What's your name?

Ouronov.

Axelstein.

Axelstein?

No, you're to go to Roskovensky.

Roskovensky, never heard of it.

I have.

Here?

No.

East of that.

About here?

Somewhere there.

It's over 1,000 berths 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.

Spreads like fire, doesn't it?

Yes, looks as though all the European countries

will soon be involved.

Sir?

The sled is here?

[inaudible]

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 it.

Not England?

CAPTAIN: Yes, England.

Looks as if the whole world's coming in.

England.

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

to worry about Roskovensky.

War.

That's what we had been waiting for.

Come on, come on.

Last in, come on, get in.

Ouronov, what's the time?

Was does that matter?

Night for six months, and a blasted cold hell

for two years.

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

Nights, nights, nights.

Night, always nights.

Never-ending night.

Nothing but night over all the earth.

The sun must be dead.

Everything must be dead.

We are the last things alive.

Sorry, Axelstein.

I have to be melodramatic once in awhile.

Calendar finished yet?

I can't be quite sure whether it's

March the 15th or the 16th.

Oh, 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, Ouronov.

The Imperial Army is sure to be defeated.

Perhaps, even now, the war's over.

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

There's bound to be a revolution.

Ah, and listen to this.

[inaudible] work [inaudible] and peasants, the last hour

of the struggle is here.

With a fist of arms, 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 Klintsy,

I ask you to honor us, Comrade Axelstein,

by accepting the position of chairman

of the Soviets of our town.

[cheering]

[inaudible] all skilled work will have to join the Red Army.

Fall in.

Next.

Have you any papers?

Come with me.

Just a minute.

It's Comrade Axelstein.

I'll take it.

Oh, thank you.

This is my dear comrade and friend,

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

[cheering]

You can't go home now.

They've made me commissar of Klintsy.

And you are my assistant.

[bell ringing]

Olga.

[bell ringing]

Paola?

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

Ivan?

Ivan?

[knocking]

Martha?

Martha [inaudible].

What are you waiting for?

Come on.

What's the with you?

She's only a woman.

[laughter]

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.

The next one.

Give me shirt.

[gunshots]

Is she in there?

Yes.

Can we have a look at her?

No.

My orders are to wait until Comrade Axelstein arrives.

[gunshots]

Take it away.

See that you carry them out.

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 for--

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.

Here, 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.

You start at once.

You can reach Saratuse before dawn,

take the train to Petrograd.

Get up, please.

Get up.

Who are you?

I'm 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 red vermin.

Long live Russia.

Long live the tsar.

What must I say to make you kill me?

I have to take you to Petrograd.

Why?

By order of the government.

Then in Petrograd?

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.

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 you something that

will make you less conspicuous.

[laughter]

Parator Station as quick as you can,

and don't step for anything.

Come along.

We'd better hurry.

Quick.

Stop the horses.

Stop those horses.

Your orders?

Axelstein, Axelstein.

[gunshots]

It's cold.

Will you put this around you?

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 Klintsy and report to Comrade Axelstein

that I took the first train from Saratuse.

I was to go with you, comrade.

You go back to Klintsy and report as ordered.

I go back to Klintsy, comrade, and report as ordered.

You know you've nothing to fear from me, don't you?

I know, commissar.

Where are the guards?

I sent them back to Klintsy.

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'd try to escape?

Where could you go?

Yes, you're right.

Where could I go?

Go back to Klintsy.

Comrade Commissar.

He wants the woman to himself.

There's plenty of money.

Did you not see it?

I did.

Go back to Klintsy, aye?

Yes.

Afterwards.

And report that he joined the train at Saratuse, aye?

You've got it.

Thank you.

What's your name, Commissar?

My name's Peter Ouronov.

Peter Ouronov?

Mhm.

Where are you from?

Oh, you wouldn't know the place.

Oh, sorry.

Is it 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.

STATION MASTER: Take your seats, please,

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Take your seats, please, Kazan, Moscow--

What does he say? The train?

I didn't hear anything, did you?

Hey, just a minute.

I-- wait, please, I'll go and see.

STATION MASTER: 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 is train?

Take your seats, please, Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

But I don't see the train.

Shh.

The train's that are seen are being blown up.

[whistling]

Is the train coming?

No, it was a mistake.

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

I think you'd better try and get some sleep.

It's not very comfortable, but I don't know when

you'll get another opportunity.

You're very tired, you know.

Please try and sleep.

Thank you.

[knocking]

Why don't you try and get some sleep?

No, I-- I think I'd better stay awake.

Where are you, Commissar?

I'm here.

Why is it all so quiet?

At stations, one always hears whistles, signals, bells.

Well, the bells are out of order.

Try to sleep.

I can't sleep.

I've been trying to pray.

You don't play, 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.

What verses?

Oh, Shakespeare, Browning, Shelley.

ALEXANDRA: 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 not fear death, fear death

to fell the fog in my throat, the mist in my face."

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

Go on.

Well, just the end.

I admire it.

"For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave.

The black minutes at end.

And the elements rage, the fiend voices that rave shall dwindle,

shall blend, shall change, shall become

first a piece 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 we Russians.

"I have grown weary of my little dreams.

I have outlived the hour of my desire.

Alone with tortured empty heart I will be,

beside the ashes of their dead gray fire.

The lasting wind of destiny has blown the roses of my glory

with its breath."

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 frayed lonely leaf am I."

You know how to use it.

Go on.

ALEXANDRA: "It weighs upon the storm, right forest bound--

[gunshot]

Why did I do that?

It was in self-defense.

You saved my life, and probably your own as well.

STATION MASTER: 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 train?

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 seat.

Take your seats, please.

Take your seats.

Take your seats, please.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd, take your seats, please.

Take your seats.

Kazan, Moscow, Petrograd.

Just a moment.

Just a moment. - No, leave me lone.

I'm not going to hurt you.

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

- The forest. - The forest?

Why?

To hide?

Hm?

Come on, you can tell me.

Russian soldiers, they was headed to us, the other army.

With?

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.

Cossacks.

All right.

Go on.

Did you hear that?

Seems as if whites have retaken Saratuse.

I heard.

Well, it's about a mile from here.

Can you manage it? - Yes.

Come on then.

Cossacks.

It is the White Army.

Yes, it's the White Army.

Just go to the outpost.

You 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 Commandant.

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.

Safe journey to you.

Would you allow me to thank you?

No, no, no.

Goodbye.

Ouronov?

Yes?

Goodbye.

FOTHERGILL: Goodbye.

[music playing]

Outpost number four.

All right, pass.

[laughter]

Next?

Anton Pakrovsky.

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.

[laughter]

You don't understand, Captain.

Next.

Viva Lupien.

Corporal Tamaneff 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 had 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.

General.

Alexandra [inaudible].

Hello, [inaudible].

My dear Alexandra.

But what in heaven's name is all 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.

Why, in a week, we shall retake Klintsy.

Yes, you will be back in your own home again.

And could I possibly have a bath?

Yes, certainly.

Karevsky?

Coming, Excellency.

Here, Excellency.

The best room you have for the countess, and a bath.

Well, I can manage the bath, Your Excellency, but--

There's no but.

Well, Excellency, there's no soap.

Lieutenant Gregorin?

Yes, sir?

A cake of soap for the countess.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, General.

I'm sorry to give you so much trouble.

Oh, it's no trouble at all.

And I hope you'll preside at our dinner.

I would love to.

But I can't appear like this.

Hm, certainly do something about it.

What about this one?

That's getting better.

And aren't they wanting you in the house?

MAID: Yes, them want.

I think there's somebody at the door.

Dresses for the countess.

Good gracious.

I hope you brought enough.

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

No, more's the pity.

You don't know what you're missing.

[knocking]

Your dresses have come.

I think there are about 50 of them.

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

[music playing]

Gentlemen.

Go on.

Please, don't stop.

Will you have a glass of champagne, Countess?

[men singing]

You all right, Sasha?

Yes.

But I can't believe that I'm really

here in safety, 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.

Well, of course.

You are coming home with us.

Shall we dine?

[gunshots]

What was that?

No cause for anxiety, Sasha.

What was it?

GENERAL: Just a matter of routine.

They weren't killing the Red prisoners?

GENERAL: They were executing some commissars

and a few other Red bandits.

Where are you going?

Well, I have lost my company.

I have been on patrol duty.

Fall in with us.

We storm Saratuse in an hour.

[gunshots]

Get up.

The Reds are here.

Get up, you fool.

The Reds are here.

Get in the cellar, down there.

Lukovsky.

Here, at your service, comrade.

This vodka is 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 'em up.

At once, comrade.

[gunshots]

Nikolai Rakof.

The former 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.

Next.

Fellow comrade, without me, they can decide nothing.

Who?

The commissars.

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

Good health.

Good health to the delegates.

This is my round.

Welcome, comrade.

Come on.

Treating us all.

- Oh, no, no thanks. - Come on.

Drink it up.

Come on, have a drink.

Have a drink.

Why worry?

Forget it.

Drink.

That's better.

Shall I tell you a great secret?

Mhm.

Soldiers are soldiers.

White or Red, there's no difference.

They can order you about, but what can they do?

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

Can you organize, comrade?

Yeah.

The reorganization of the economic life

on the basis of the ex-appropriation

of the means of production.

Bravo.

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?

Theater?

No?

Electricity?

That's very important.

We're going to 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 to the comrades.

Bravo, bravo.

Reorganize everything.

Every real thing.

You organize everything, huh?

What's become of this Countess Adraxine?

She's in the prison.

Take two men and bring her here.

[men singing]

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 prisoner's already been released.

What? What on earth?

The commissar went to the prison.

What?

Stop that brawl over there. Commissar?

Yes, with a special order.

The devil he did.

What fools we've been.

We must get 'em both, man and woman.

Call a search party.

Send a hundred men. - A hundred men?

A hundred men.

Don't sit down there waiting, go on.

Come on.

Can we rest here?

Yes.

Are we safe here?

I hope so.

There must be brook here somewhere.

The Gulburch Brook.

You know this forest?

Belongs to me.

It 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 searcher's are coming in the forest.

What do you want me to do?

[whistling]

There's someone in the woods.

Not far from here.

[whistling]

Think we'll be safe here.

You'll keep your nerve now, won't you?

Yes.

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

Shh.

Swear it.

My word, I swear it.

[whistling]

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.

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

I-- I'm no forester, and I lost my way

because I lost my whistle.

You're not going to drink alone?

No, only an ox drinks alone.

How can I answer?

I've lost my whistle.

You let me drink, and I'll whistle, will you?

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 that outfit?

No, 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?

First time I saw you.

Get up, I said.

Get up.

You turned, and I was lost.

[gunshots]

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.

Did you call this outfit manna?

Well, I thought we'd better look

like refugees than soldiers.

Keep still just a minute.

There.

[laughter]

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.

Yes.

Jam.

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, 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?

10,000 people waiting for the train at every station.

Just wait here.

You'll see.

We'll stop them.

[train whistling]

Get out of the way.

Get off the track.

[train whistling]

Get out. Stop.

The train is full.

Get out.

There's no room in here.

Get out.

Please, please, my sister can't walk anymore.

Let go of me and get off.

Come on.

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

Come on.

Very nice.

Would you like them, comrade?

Oh.

Do you like me, comrade?

[train whistling]

Nobody can leave the station without a pass

from the commissar.

All right.

Show your hands.

Pass.

Inside.

Pass.

Pass.

Show your hands.

Inside.

Inside.

They allowed you to go.

Go, go, please.

- Name? - Fredo Moromo.

From?

Moscow.

Where are you going?

Astrakand.

What for?

To be with my family.

What was your job in Moscow?

I was a clerk in an insurance office.

Every word a lie.

You are Conola, managing director of the Pudalafski

Works in Petrograd.

You financed the White bandits.

You conspired against the Republic

of 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 Pushkov.

He came with the woman.

COMRADE PUSHKOV: Who is the woman?

My sister.

Step up.

Show me your hands.

These are the hands of a woman who--

Never worked in her life.

Your occupation?

I was a lady's maid.

Worst sort of counter revolutionaries.

Like relics, lady's maids.

Your name?

Anton Andrea.

From?

- Tchekerovsky. - To?

Subhorsk.

What for?

I have a brother there.

My sister needs nursing.

Why?

FOTHERGILL: She was ill.

What illness?

Typhoid, comrade.

Why aren't you in the army?

I was ill.

You, too?

Sensitive family.

3/4 Of the population of Tchekerovsky

were sick with typhoid.

COMRADE: 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 afternoon.

Well rehearsed.

Countess Alexandra Adraxine, nee Vladinoff,

daughter of the bloodhound Vladinoff,

fugitive from the People's Justice.

What is your name?

Maria Andreas.

Don't be ridiculous, Pushkov.

Look.

Yes.

There's a slight resemblance.

Slight?

Slight.

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

Proofs, witnesses.

What?

Expect a grand duke to turn up?

No, but there's Lieschen.

What about Lieschen?

Lieschen was a gardener on the Adraxine estate.

I'll fetch him.

Stand back.

Next.

Your name?

Ivan Smirnoff.

Just my type.

[laughter]

Load.

Present.

Fire.

[gunshots]

COMRADE PUSHKOV: Did you find anything on him?

Yes, comrade.

Sewn in the lining of his coat.

A White conspirator.

Condemned to be shot.

Come here.

Stand here.

Turn your face to him.

Lieschen, look at that woman.

Who is she?

I don't know, comrade.

COMRADE PUSHKOV: Have you never seen her before?

Never, comrade.

Lieschen, 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 Samara

I'll take them with me.

Waste of time.

We've no right to shoot this woman

unless we can prove her guilty.

Rubbish.

They'll both be shot.

The train leaves in an hour.

Next.

Next, next.

Pass.

[train whistling]

Blankets?

Blankets.

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.

Oh, 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. You go below--

No, but, surely--

I insist.

It's very good of you.

When do we get to Samara?

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.

Feels 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 boot have 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 was very polite.

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.

[knocking]

Come in.

Oh, tea.

Yes.

I got it from the engine driver.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

I've had some.

Are you sure?

Yes, really.

Well, commissar, are we going to face

another trial in Samara?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

And when that happens, perhaps it

might wiser to tell a more convincing

story about yourselves.

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

Bit of a 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 Lieschen.

He's a marvelous liar.

Shouldn't 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 Lieschen's.

What was your lie?

When I said 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.

No, of course not.

Don't lets admit anything.

I don't really care who you are.

Yet you made every effort to save my life.

That was because I like Lieschen.

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 that 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, if the commissar is so kind,

we might share our food?

We bought some with us too.

Oh?

Oh, but-- oh, but this is amazing.

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.

There's even enough for supper tonight.

And this to wash it down.

You don't know Samara?

No.

Our army's just took it from the very important people,

all kinds of people, who are all kinds of things

before the revolution.

There are bound to be many who knew the Countess

Adraxine in person.

And no Lieschens, huh?

The perfect Lieschen is the rarest of all creatures.

I see.

So you're warning us.

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?

Me and 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 your sister.

I understand, Pushkov.

We both understand.

Before we reach Samara tomorrow, I'd like to--

[crying]

Oh, I-- I most humbly beg your pardon.

I don't know what you must think of me behaving like this.

I think this brandy, I'm not used to it.

I--

No, that's-- that'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 Volga.

If you go down there, you come to the river

in about 10 minutes.

See some barges tied up for the bank for the night.

Believe they sometimes take a passenger

if they have money to pay.

Some of the barge men are Tartars, grand old fellows.

This is really the most interesting part of Russia.

Only so few people see it, it-- excuse me,

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

You know, I-- I pity him in a way.

He's such a boy.

Do you realize we've got to escape now?

It's almost dark.

And there is mist.

We should have a chance, surely.

Yes, I believe you're right.

We should.

How about the boy?

What about him?

He might-- he might suffer for it.

Yes, that's true.

[gunshot]

What's happened?

Commissar just shot himself.

Deliberately, through the head.

Oh, dearest, quickly.

There's no time.

What is it?

What is it?

I just realized that-- that this

is what he wanted us to do.

Come.

[train whistling]

Forgive me, dearest.

We're going too fast for you.

A train.

The train.

What is it, darling?

What is it?

Do you hear the whistle?

Do you hear the whistle?

Shh.

Don't leave me.

We're approaching Astrakand.

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, then, children, don't be frightened.

We won't eat you.

Here.

Take this, it's chocolate.

Stretcher.

Coming, sir.

MAN: Attention.

Anisimov.

Sparisov.

Lewkin.

Arbukov.

Nebralenko.

Ivanovski.

Lomov.

Muspin.

No.

No, no.

No.

No, no, no.

Calenin.

Ouronov.

Ouronov.

Up

Ouronov.

Where is Ouronov?

MAN: Pevich.

Trustav.

[screaming]

Are you ready?

All ready to fire, sir.

[gunshots]

WOMAN: Stop, stop.

Well, the next batch can go.

March them on.

Right, left.

Keep marching.

[crying]

No, no, no.

No.

Get up.

What are you doing?

Get on.

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

Shoot the fool.

Get after him.

[gunshots]

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 Red Cross Hospital.

There's an operation going on.

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

I know this is unbelievable.

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

But you must believe me.

Of course I believe you.

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?

NURSE: Yes, doctor?

Rip up that list.

Yes, sir.

Read out the names of the women leaving for Bucharest.

Elisabeth Von Samnov Pachova.

Anna Gregorovich.

Maria Ocash.

Sofia Iyevich, Baronet Maria Nithrop Narozen, Countess

Alexandra Nicolaiva Adraxi--

Adraxine.

You mean she's on that train?

It's too late.

I have to go.

Stay on there, Alexandra.

Alexandra.

Here, here.