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SISTERS, THE YEAR 1918 A GLOOMY MORNING

ALEXEY TOLSTOY ROAD TO CALVARY

ROAD TO CALVARY BASED ON THE NOVEL BY THE SAME NAME

EPISODE FOUR

We'll overthrow the tsar to hell.

We'll take our masters' riches.

We'll live in the bourgeoisie's mansions.

What a plan, brother! And where will the bourgeoisie go?

It's obvious. To prison.

What would they be sent to prison for?

So that they won't drink the proletariat's blood.

You consider yourself a proletarian, Vasya?

You were a lackey in Butniy's inn.

Now that's a provocation.

He's a tsarist henchman!

People like him torture soldiers in the trenches.

-I'm a private, just like you. -Sure you are.

An administrative rat.

Have you seen this?

Comrades!

Our party is in favor of revolutionary defeatism!

I am in, you're saying it right.

Why would we fight people like us?

Stop talking bullshit!

We will turn our bayonets against our class enemy.

Gentlemen! Sir! Stop your propaganda immediately!

Gentlemen, this a hospital, not a lecture hall!

Let's calm down, patients.

Who is giving me orders here?

What a stupid lady!

How scary!

Don't you dare smoke in the ward.

When we come to power...

we'll pass you around our comrades.

You'll be for public use.

If you say anything like that ever again, you will be bandaging yourself.

Do you understand?

I said no smoking in the ward!

Bitch.

I'll make you answer for that...

Katya!

What?

Everything is awful.

What's awful?

I'm in love.

With Roshchin?

Why is that awful?

Because I am a married woman.

I know what you're thinking.

And whom. Vadim Petrovich is not Bessonov.

And what I feel for him is entirely different.

I can't allow adultery here.

Here, it's either forever or never.

No matter what, you are still a happy woman, Katya.

-Me? -Yes, you.

Why?

Because you can love.

You... You're in love too, with Ivan Ilyich.

I am. But where is he?

I want to see him. I want to hug him. But I don't even know if he's alive.

And what do you think? Is he alive?

He is.

Telegin. Ivan Ilyich!

Sorry for waking you up. I have a very important request.

What is it?

If you get out of here, go to my family in Ryazan.

I have a wife and a daughter there.

When we get out, you'll go there yourself.

-No. I am done. I give up. -Stop it.

I can't take it anymore. But if you survive, please go to them.

Here's the address. Read it, memorize it.

You got it?

Are you sure you got it?

Straight through, across the Volchina. Let's sleep, all right?

Sleep, sleep.

Voskoboynikov!

-Get up and don't move! -Get up!

Stand up! Line up! Back off!

-Shut up! -You're not an officer!

Shut up, Russian pigs! You will be shot in the morning!

What did he say?

We will be shot in the morning.

Vadim Petrovich, I am happy to see you.

-Have a seat. -Thank you, Katerina Dmitrievna.

I came to say goodbye.

You're leaving?

When?

In an hour and a quarter.

-Where to? -The field army.

You see, Katerina Dmitrievna,

the thing is, this might be the last time we meet.

And... perhaps, I should confess my feelings for you.

Don't. You don't have to say anything, Vadim Petrovich.

The situation is such that nothing can happen between us.

I understand.

And I'm not asking anything of you.

I just want you to know...

that I will remember you till my last day.

Goodbye.

Wait!

Just a moment...

Here's a scarf. I knitted it myself. Just something to remember me by.

Thank you, Katerina Dmitrievna, but I will remember you no matter what.

Sentimental fool!

DON'T MOVE OR WE'LL SHOOT!

I am sorry, friends.

Stop apologizing!

Now is not the time. We need to act.

It's our last chance.

Can anyone drive?

I can.

Misha!

The right guard's yours. Zhukov, take the left one.

I'll take the officer. I'll give you a signal.

-Don't, please. Don't! -Stop! Shut up! Down! Shut up!

Listen up!

Why must I stand and wait for you to get yourself ready for work?

-Sergey Konstantinovich, I am sorry, I-- -Why must the patients wait?

I was late, it was wrong of me.

It was definitely wrong of you, but your confession won't make

-anyone feel better. -I'm trying.

I'm always trying, and all you do is scold me

and you never, ever praise me. Not a single kind word!

-Marusya, stop it, please. -Why?

-First of all, you're wrong. -I am right! I am!

-Come on, I beg of you. -Just a single word of praise...

Please, don't cry. Come down.

Easy, easy. Just don't cry. It's all right.

It's all right, everything's okay...

Just a single word of praise...

It's all right. Don't.

There. It's all right.

-Let's see him off to camp! -Nurse! I want to thank you for your care.

And I want to thank the other nurse as well,

so give me her address, will you? I'll buy her flowers, sweets.

Get out of here. Get the hell out!

Calm down. Let's get out of here. It's fine.

It's fine.

What was that?

That bastard. He wants to take revenge on Daria Dmitrievna.

-Good afternoon! -I'm not sure it is.

I do not approve of physical assault, even if that soldier Bokov

actually insulted you.

Does it mean that I'm fired?

Nonsense! It means you should be more careful.

Don't go home after dark. After all, you can sleep in the hospital.

Sergey Konstantinovich, I have a home and a sister.

She is waiting for me there.

I understand.

Still, be careful.

That's it. We are out of gas.

So, our escape was a success, Ivan Ilyich.

Well, who would have thought.

I have to admit, I was feeling quite discouraged.

Can you hear that? That's the front line.

We will move towards our men.

God willing, the Austrian patrol won't detect anyone.

Well, let's spread out.

-Good luck. -Good luck!

Good luck!

Daria Dmitrievna!

What a meeting!

And we were at the futurists' party,

arguing about Russia's future, screaming ourselves hoarse.

Hoarse!

And what about you? Where were you running?

I am being followed!

Who? Who is following you, Daria Dmitrievna?

A man.

A man? Men will always chase after you, that's for sure.

No, gentlemen. No, gentlemen, I mean it, I am serious.

Are you sure you are being followed, Daria Dmitrievna?

Gentlemen...

-will you take me home? -With great pleasure, Daria Dmitrievna

You shouldn't walk alone. There are lots of rough folks here.

Our people are rough...

By the way, Arnoldov has written the artilce on this topic.

-I have read it. -And I haven't.

And Nikolay just left.

See, Dasha, how defenseless we are?

I don't know. Maybe I was imagining it or I was just confused.

Whether you imagined it or not, I am going to work in the hospital.

And we will walk home together.

Are you sure you can work in the hospital?

I can't be sure about anything except one thing:

we can't live freely right now. Now is not the time.

I will help you any way I can.

And what if that bastard attacks us both?

Then we will take a gun.

-Can you shoot? -I will learn!

Don't be afraid.

I won't hurt you.

Don't kill me, please.

I am a refugee.

And you, good fellow, what are you doing here?

I escaped from captivity.

What's your name?

I am Hanna, sir.

My husband was recently killed.

And my baby boy died on the road.

I am left all by myself.

And what if you get caught?

I will make it, somehow.

Officer, come here, quick.

Hide in the hay, deeper, out of harm's way.

We were close too, my brother and I.

Then he went to the capital, and I stayed on the estate.

-Then-- -Hush, hush.

I met a beautiful girl.

I even thought of marrying her, but then my brother came and...

my engagement was broken off.

And then I told him I would never forgive him.

Later, my brother died at the front.

So we never made up.

I don't know what it would take for Katya and I to get into a fight.

Fall in love with the same man.

We've tried that.

And we remained sisters.

Give me two pills.

I wish I had a wife like you.

Beautiful, smart.

Understanding.

Get better and you'll find an even better wife.

Here.

Get some rest. Let us go.

What a nice young man.

Yes, I feel so sorry for him.

Why?

He's dying. There's a shard in his head.

How are you so calm?

No, I am not calm.

But I won't scream that he is dying for the entire hospital to hear.

It won't make anyone feel better, will it?

I am a refugee. A refugee.

Refugee.

I'm a refugee. I'm a refugee.

Let me go!

Bastard, let go!

Let go!

It's over, leave. Go, go.

Thank you for everything.

Take care. Go.

Go!

Come on, go home! Come on, go, go, go home!

Goodbye. Hanna, thank you!

Who started the idea that we ought to lead a unique, refined life?

What we need is an ordinary husband and a house full of children.

Wait. I think that's him. Bokov.

Wait.

Don't take another step or I will shoot!

Stop, stop, stop, hold on.

Sergey... Sergey Konstantinovich? You scared us.

Frankly, I got scared myself.

I didn't expect you to be walking with a pistol.

You were the one who warned me about Bokov.

Don't you read newspapers?

-No. -That fellow was killed.

He died in a shootout during a bank robbery.

So you don't have to be scared anymore.

But that is not why I was chasing you.

-Don't be so clumsy. -My purse.

-Thank you. -Be careful, would you?

-I'm going. -Thank you.

Katya, I didn't believe you would shoot.

I could, if I knew how.

Dasha, it's so great that we're together.

Whatever happens, whatever misery comes our way,

we will always be together.

It's true.

You are the closest person I have.

What's happening over there?

-Don't shoot. Russian? -Russian.

Thank God.

Here, alcohol.

Would you like a sip?

-No. -You see...

our medical train was bombed.

Everyone died. Absolutely everyone, people, horses. Corpses all around.

Only spirit remained.

What a twist of fate. Would you like a drink?

-Are you from the Red Cross? -Yes, yes, from the Red Cross.

How did you end up behind enemy lines?

I don't know, it was an accident. I have plenty of alcohol.

But food...

I haven't had any food for a long time now.

I sometimes trade alcohol for food when I meet refugees.

But I don't dare come out too much.

There are lots of Austrians here.

Be careful.

We need to break through to our men, behind enemy lines.

No, I can't.

I want to get so drunk that I don't wake up in the morning.

But I wake up every time.

I'd like some baked potatoes right now.

Listen, the frontline is very close. Let's break through to our guys together.

No, I can't. When I hear gunshots, I panic.

And the train... It was bombarded, I was thrown out.

It was a bloodbath. I took the alcohol and...

here I am.

Did you hear that? Did you? There, it started again.

-It's unbearable! I can't do this. -Let's go. Don't be afraid.

-Please... -I can't. Go.

Leave!

Leave. I can't.

I'm here. Right here. I'm here.

-What do I call you, sir? -Ivan Ilyich.

They call me Vasylik.

Thank you, sir. I won't forget what you did.

We must get you to a hospital immediately!

Guys! The officer is wounded!

Come faster here!

Yes, sir, it's a serious wound. You're lucky you got to us in time.

You must stay down if you want to get better.

Liza!

Hold this.

Put him on the operating table. Quick.

Ivan Ilyich... Ivan Ilyich!

I dreamt of meeting you. Somebody, help!

Help, help!

I was imagining what it would be like. I...

-Careful. Careful! -I wanted so badly to find you.

I even went to the front to meet you.

I... I will always be by your side, always. Just say the word.

I will be right next to you, every minute.

It sounds so vulgar, doesn't it?

Like Tatyana Larina, I confess my love for you and you...

try to tell me you love another.

-Yes, Liza, I do love another. -I know!

If you know, why are you telling me all this?

What do you expect me to do?

Send that Daria Dmitrievna to hell and love me

for being here, right next to you, you see? I am here.

And where is she? In the comfort of her St. Petersburg apartment?

I am a fool, aren't I? I know.

No, you just need love and you will have it one day.

Will I?

You will. Have no doubt.

You will.

You will.

-Will I? -Have no doubt!

For the Lord will deliver thee marriage of honor and bed undefiled.

Let us pray to our Lord.

Father, may an Orthodox man cross himself with his left hand if he has no right one?

What does Scripture say about that?

Now you will cross me and atone for my sins

till death do us part?

What's next, Father?

The Lord's servant Arkady marries the Lord's servant Elizaveta,

in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen!

The Lord's servant Elizaveta marries the Lord's servant Arkady,

in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

That's it. The show is over.

Now you are my right hand. Now and forever and ever.

Amen, Father.

Forgive us.

Lord, save them.

What is this for? They feed us here.

Feed or not, that's from me.

As a thank-you for saving my life.

Well, thank you.

We are moving to a new location tomorrow.

If I stay alive and get married someday,

I will certainly name my son Ivan in your honor.

Please do, I don't mind.

-As long as you stay alive. -I will try, sir.

Well, sir...

Do you have a son?

No.

Well, one day you will.

The doctor proposed to me.

-You're getting married? -No.

He just proposed to live together.

What do you mean, "live together"?

Just live together.

-If I say yes, will you judge me? -No.

Still, I don't understand why he won't marry you.

Well, you know what times we're living in now.

War, blood, uncertainty.

That's enough. Let's go.

Now is no time for a wedding.

Wouldn't you say yes if you were me?

No, I wouldn't.

Go.

Well, I will.

Because I love him.

All right?

Go ahead, then, if that is what you wish.

You...

Do you feel better, Ivan Ilyich?

I think so.

Where will you go now?

To St. Petersburg for vacation.

To Daria Dmitrievna?

Yes.

Well, I wish you luck.

And I wish you happiness.

I don't need your happiness.

I am already happy. Goodbye!

-Ekaterina Dmitrievna, I thought today-- -Yes, I know.

Dasha!

Dasha!

Dasha?

Katya?

Well?

What is it?

He's alive.

He was wounded and he went to hospital. Liza Rastorgueva found him.

So what? It doesn't mean anything.

He is writing it himself, so it must mean something.

You are making things up.

Look for yourself.

Well, I'm looking. And I don't see anything.

I only see that he's coming to St. Petersburg, Dasha, to you!

Good afternoon.

Allow me to introduce myself, Lieutenant Ivan Ilyich Telegin.

I came on behalf of Lieutenant Voskoboynikov.

-Do you know him? -He is my husband.

Was he held in captivity?

You know about that?

I had a dream.

My husband was coughing blood,

sitting on some wood boards in the barracks.

You came to inform me of his death?

-Yes. -I knew it.

I felt him die.

I woke up with a start in the night, as if from an explosion.

And I realized it.

He asked me to tell you that he loved you.

He...

said it himself?

Yes.

Never...

Never has he spoken to me about love.

Neither in my dreams, nor in reality.

And now... and now he loves... He loves me...

Thank you.

Ivan Ilyich Telegin is here to see you.

Marfa, finish it for me.

I am very happy that you are alive.

That Liza Rastorgueva nursed you back to health.

-Yes, she is a good girl. -Very good!

I apologize, I just came back from my shift.

-I am very tired. -You serve in the hospital?

Yes.

My sister Katya and I, we serve in the hospital.

Unfortunately, without much success.

How is Liza?

Why are we talking about Liza Rastorgueva?

You wrote about her in your letter, that is why.

Daria Dmitrievna, I wrote that I dreamt of seeing you.

I read it. I am very glad you are here.

But I am really busy at the moment.

Good day to you.

It's because you shouldn't have written to Dasha

about Liza Rastorgueva.

Why not?

Because Liza swore she would find you at the front and win your heart.

That is what she told Dasha.

And Dasha believed that it was possible?

Yes, she did.

And she blamed herself for not rushing to search for you.

Listen.

Have dinner with us.

I destroyed everything.

I am a tremendous fool.

Honestly, Dasha, it's all just your nerves and jealousy.

Don't torture yourself.

He is coming to have dinner with us tonight, so you'll see everything.

-He will come? -Yes.

I invited him.

Revolution? Is that what the liberals were dreaming about?

The liberals are all chatterboxes.

They deserve a bullet in the face, not a revolution.

How can you say that? We are talking about equality!

Democratic freedoms!

What kind of freedom is that?

Matches?

Achieved by means of terror and violent overthrow of the government.

If the government is weak, it must be overthrown to hell!

If the government is weak, we need to solidify it,

not shout about its destruction.

Your shouters don't have any economic policy.

And I believe in the triumph of communist ideas.

It's because you are drunk. Sleep it off and you'll change your tune.

Pardon.

Who are you?

Indeed, how did you come in?

I opened the door with my key. I am the owner of the apartment.

Telegin, Ivan Ilyich.

Liza Rastorgueva gave us the key. She said you were at the front.

She was correct. I was at the front. And now I'm back.

Well, some people fight on the battlefield

and some in the kitchen. Excuse our intrusion, Ivan Ilyich.

-It's all right. -We apologize.

Have a good day.

Again, we're sorry.

Come in. The samovar is ready now.

Daria Dmitrievna, that's not why I came.

Marry me.

I... You...

I will give my whole life and love to you, all of it.

You are the most important, precious thing I have in the world.

I survived only because I wanted to see you again.

If you need time to respond, I am ready to wait.

I will wait. As long as it takes.

What happened?

He proposed to me.

Did you say "yes"?

Katya...

What?

There's war all around.

Blood, death...

Is happiness even possible now?

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