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SISTERS, THE YEAR 1918 A GLOOMY MORNING

ALEXEY TOLSTOY THE ROAD TO CALVARY

ROAD TO CALVARY BASED ON THE NOVEL BY THE SAME NAME

EPISODE ELEVEN

Well, Daria Dmitrievna?

Did you have enough time to pray?

In any case, you are lucky.

I still need you.

Sit down.

Have you heard about the murder of the jeweler, Olovyannikov?

Our organization was financed through him.

We found out who robbed the jeweler, killed him and took the jewels.

It was your acquaintance.

Mamont Dalsky.

I have nothing to do with that.

I know.

But it is you who can return them to us.

How?

How...

can I do that?

Strange question from the beautiful woman Mamont Dalsky is in love with.

Sleep with him, seduce him, kill him, whatever it takes.

But the jewels must be returned to us.

This is your last chance.

If you fail...

there will be no mercy.

My brother says many things,

but never the important ones.

We don't talk about love like that.

I don't need love.

And I need things to work out

between you and Alyosha.

My husband and I couldn't conceive.

I turned out to be barren.

And Alyosha's alone.

He still has no children.

If anything happens, our family line will be broken,

as though we never existed.

So why can't he find someone to his liking?

Then marry and have children.

-What does it have to do with me? -Katya.

Soon, there will be no one like you left.

Everyone will forget that there used to be people like that.

If you and Alyosha find common ground and have a child,

then we, the simple people, will become better too,

and you, the odd ones, won't perish for good.

And we'll continue our line together, huh?

Matryona, sweetheart.

It's impossible.

It's completely impossible.

Go!

Matryona! We must pack quickly!

-Get the suitcases! -What?

The Reds took the stanitsa.

They're walking around the yards, taking everything people have.

Soon they'll come here too, that's what they said!

They said I served under Makhno,

that I've stolen a lot,

and now I must share it with the Reds!

-There, get them! -Here they are.

We'll pack our things, load the cart, and go far away from here.

Go where? Are we joining the Whites?

To hell with the Whites and the Reds.

We're going to join the Green. At least they answer to no one.

Well, why are you standing there?

Ekaterina Dmitrievna, pack your things, quickly.

I'm not going anywhere.

We don't feed that bitch well for someone else to bed her.

Hey, my sweet lady.

I still haven't been with you.

Stay away! Stay away!

Don't you dare touch me!

Don't you dare! Let go!

-Let go! -Lyosha!

-Let me go! -Lyosha!

-Open it! -Stay away!

Open the door! What are you doing, huh? Moron, I said open it! Moron!

Stay away! Stay away!

What are you doing? Moron! You said it yourself, the Reds are coming!

What are you doing, huh?

-What are you... -Fine, shut up.

Let's go.

And the noblewomen will rot here, at the farm.

Moron.

Katya, there are clothes in the chest. They're not luxurious,

but they're not torn. Take anything you want, you hear me? Anything!

-Matryona! -I'm coming, coming!

Forgive him, Katya.

God bless you, darling.

Be quick, Matryona. There, the horsemen seem to be close now.

Come on! Go!

Go!

Go...

Go! The Reds are on us! Go!

Get him!

Where's the host?

He left.

With the money and jewelry, right?

I don't know.

Well, if you have anything of value, hand it over, miss.

I don't have anything.

And what's that in your ear?

Is that earring expensive?

Hand it over.

And where's the second one?

I don't know.

What an interesting lady you are.

Seems like you don't know anything.

We'll capture your husband anyway, and we'll shoot him.

He's not my husband.

That's not important.

And if we find anything valuable, we'll shoot you, too.

For complicity.

Go!

Go! Go! Come on!

You're a moron!

Moron, you ruined everything!

Now we'll just keep going around the steppe until we die.

We'll die out. We are cursed, cursed.

Hold your tongue, woman! Just look back!

Are they catching up?

-They're close as can be! -Go!

Stop! We can't go further, that's where the Greens are.

Go, go!

Let's leave! Let's leave!

Go! Go!

Did we lose them?

Why aren't you answering? Look back!

Matryona...

Matryona! Matryona!

Wait, get up, get up, you hear me?

Matryona! Matryona!

Bastards!

I hate you all!

Matryona!

Matryona, don't die...

Well, where is your dear friend, Mamont Dalsky?

-We've been waiting for two hours. -Shut up.

I'll shut up. All I do is shut up. Where are our jewels?

I almost paid for these jewels with my body.

The ones you were slapping me for, where are they?

Don't get me started.

Liza.

Rastorgueva.

I didn't recognize you.

Well, it's hard to recognize you, too. You've changed so much.

You've matured.

What do you do?

I serve Mamont Dalsky.

How is he? Where is he?

He promised to be here by six, but he hasn't shown up.

He must be on Mokhovaya Street.

-What is there on Mokhovaya Street? -A five-star hotel.

That's where Daria Dmitrievna is staying. Bulavina.

Now, Telegina. Do you remember her?

Of course, how could I forget her?

Shall we dance?

Daria Dmitrievna!

I need to say a few things.

Daria Dmitrievna, open up.

Just a few words. I will leave as soon as you tell me to.

Daria Dmitrievna, open up.

-Hello. -Hello.

I've been waiting for you downstairs for a solid hour.

I'm sorry, but I have to say it.

I am leaving for Paris tomorrow morning.

It might be the last chance.

We must run from here while we still can,

before our last door closes.

Daria Dmitrievna...

Come to Paris with me.

Don't laugh, I'm being serious.

-You... -Come into the room.

Come in.

It's a miracle!

The miserable pilgrim has entered the beautiful lady's sanctum sanctorum!

Oh, if only there were a chance of happiness on this wicked Earth!

Everything is possible on this wicked Earth, Mr. Dalsky.

Revolution, wars, betrayal, deceit.

And the beautiful lady might give in to the miserable pilgrim.

-Did I hear you right? -You did.

Dasha...

Slow down. First I must tell you what happens next.

Dasha, it doesn't matter now.

You are wrong. After a night of love comes a gloomy morning.

And the beautiful lady disappears

with the miserable pilgrim's jewels.

What jewels would the pilgrim have? Where would he...

From the robbed jeweler Olovyannikov, for instance.

What does it mean?

Think.

Daria Dmitrievna...

Do you have a connection with Savinkov's organization?

Unfortunately, I do.

And I must take these jewels from you by any means.

Do you understand what that means?

If that's true, why did you just tell me all this?

Because I am not a thief.

Or a murderer.

That's the problem.

That is why I didn't come to meet you and you...

shouldn't have come here.

Dasha...

Dasha...

Listen to me.

If you choose to go, we can be on the train by morning,

in Paris in two days, and no one will be able to stop us.

Dasha.

You won't survive here with your honesty and nobility.

I can't go anywhere.

I swear, I won't even try to get intimate with you.

Even if I believe you, there's nothing for me in Paris.

The only place I want to be right now is Samara.

-Samara? -Samara.

My sister and my father are there. I want to be with my family.

Samara, Samara...

Samara...

I will help you get there.

-I'm afraid it's impossible. -Don't be.

Walk me to my car.

-Do you see the car? -Yes.

He's here.

DONON HOTEL

Salye, give me the portmanteau.

This is what your friends want.

Give them the jewels and go to Samara.

Is he giving her our jewels?

Don't argue, Daria Dmitrievna. Take the bag and be done with it.

Listen, I can't let you make this sacrifice for me.

It's not a sacrifice, I'm not poor.

I will reach Paris and I will have a wonderful life there.

My life doesn't depend on this money, but yours does.

Take it.

If I manage to help you,

that will probably be the best thing I ever do in my entire life.

Take it.

Thank you.

I don't think this will work out for her.

Stop! I'll shoot!

We're leaving.

Is everything all right, Daria Dmitrievna?

It's all right, it's all right.

We must look inside. Check if everything is in there.

What? What's in there?

Can I go home now?

You will later.

I will tell you when.

Now take this and go to your room. Now!

I'm coming, I'm coming.

He decided to deceive me.

My dear friend. Well, farewell.

We'll see you on the other side.

Your acquaintance has that portmanteau. You'll go and get it.

By any means.

Go.

Go, go, go.

-Have you seen the assailant? -How could I see him?

He was too far away for me to see anything.

-Maybe you saw how he was dressed? -No, I didn't.

He was shooting from over there, then he turned and ran away.

Liza?

Anton Arnoldov said that you stopped here,

so I decided to pay you a visit.

I wanted to ask you about Ivan Ilyich. How is he?

What does he do? Is he alive?

He is at the front.

Just like before? Who is he fighting?

-The Reds, the Whites? -Why are you asking me all this?

You want to find him again, try your luck once more?

Not at all, happiness isn't for me. It was meant for you alone,

Daria Dmitrievna. I have a different destiny.

If you hadn't come to Vasilyevsky Island in 1914,

if you hadn't come to his apartment,

my destiny would've been different.

I would at least have had a chance.

But you came, and my life fell apart.

And why are you telling me all this?

So you could know that what I am about to do is your fault as well.

Well, shoot.

If that changes your destiny for the better.

Nothing will change my destiny for the better now.

Nothing will change it.

Which is why I won't shoot.

I will just take your portmanteau.

-Why do you need it? -I just do.

-My personal things are in-- -Don't lie!

I am fully aware of what's inside.

Goodbye!

Lord, save and protect!

Oh, Lord, save and protect!

If I deserve it, if I deserve it,

Lord, save and protect...

Good job, good job!

My right hand!

Well, rejoice.

Get ready, we are going to Paris.

Couldn't you have looked inside the bag?

She said her personal things were inside, I thought she was lying.

I was told to give this to you. It's the money.

Why? I have money.

It's none of my business. I have orders, I obey them.

Take it.

I was also told to walk you out immediately.

Is this yours? Let me help you.

Daria Dmitrievna, here, here. To the back entrance.

Here you go.

Goodbye.

There are no vacant rooms, sir.

I need to see Daria Dmitrievna Telegina. She's staying here.

-Yes, room 21. -Thank you.

But I wouldn't be in such a hurry. She ran away.

She didn't even pay for the room. And she looked like a decent lady.

Why are you crying?

I'm crying from happiness.

Everything about you is great.

Except for the fact that you are a woman.

-What's in there? -Nothing.

Nice dress.

It suits you.

Oh, God. Always at a bad time.

What the hell brought this bastard here?

Semyon Semyonych, my friend.

-Hello. -Please, come in, come in.

-Did you hear the artillery? -Yes, yes.

The Czechs are coming. They will be storming Samara tonight.

This information comes from a completely reliable source.

-Lord, what shall we do? -What, what...

-Take the initiative. -That is right.

We just held a secret meeting and decided. First...

-We need to get a front together. -Right.

Second, we must get a machine for printing money.

That's very true.

And third, we need to move towards Moscow

and demand a convention of the Constituent Assembly.

-Timely. -Yes. And most importantly...

We will create our own government. A new one.

-All right. -And I would like to offer you

the position of Minister of Health.

-Do you accept? -Semyon Semyonych.

I assure you, I am always ready to serve my motherland.

All right, I must go. The assault is about to begin.

-I will walk you out. -No, no, don't. I'll go by myself.

Sure, sure.

How about that... Minister.

Oh, Lord, Jesus Christ, Son of God,

Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God,

save and protect, have mercy on me, your sinful servant.

God, please, guard me...

Hello, old man. I am looking for Alexey Krasilnikov.

Lyosha left and told me to take care of the house,

but Makhno's people burnt it.

If he comes back, he'll kill me for failing to save the house.

-And where can I find him? -I think he went to

some remote farm to see his sister.

He has nowhere else to go.

-Will you show me the way? -Why not? Sure, come on.

It's a thirty-minute walk from here, no less.

-Yakov Mikhaylovich, we're going. -Well, go ahead, I'll catch up.

Ekaterina Dmitrievna.

I have a proposition for you. We're opening a school. We need teachers.

I assume you can read and write?

Good. I'll take you to the stanitsa.

Krasilnikov was my husband's orderly, that's how I know him.

He saved me from Makhno.

Then he just decided to marry me, so he kept me here against my will.

Wait... and who was your husband?

-Roshchin, Vadim Petrovich. -A White officer.

-That doesn't matter now. He died. -So he died fighting the Reds.

Damn it, what are you talking about? My husband died.

What does it matter who he was fighting if he's no longer here?

There's some man walking over there, do you see?

Ah, there are all sorts of people walking over the steppe nowadays.

Bandits and all kinds of folks.

You say all this nonsense because your White husband taught you.

And you are innocent because you are just a woman.

-Just a woman... -That's right.

Is anybody there?

Here you go. This is where you are going to live.

-Is that your house? -No.

-Whose is it then? -Nobody's.

It's yours now.

Well, settle in. I'll tell my wife to get you something to eat.

-Here, I brought you some food. -Thank you.

-Why did you take that? -I'm sorry, I just peeked.

I'll put the chest away. It shouldn't be here.

And who are these people? Do they live here?

They used to. But they didn't want to share their bread.

-And didn't accept the new regime. -So what happened to them?

No one knows anything about that. Eat.

Sasha, Masha, Glasha, Vanysha

-Daddy! -Dasha!

Dasha!

It's you! Oh, God, what a joy!

Why did you... Why didn't you send a telegram or a letter?

I'm sorry!

-And your luggage? -Why is it closed? Where's Katya?

-Where are your things? -It's not important. Where's Katya?

-Katya left a long time ago. -Where did Katya go?

How would I know where she went?

She's an adult, she's independent, and she has a new husband.

And who am I? Why would she tell me where she is going and why?

-Come on, don't start. -Sit down.

I'm an old fool.

An old fool. And nothing more.

But you came and made my day.

Even though I'm a fool,

I still managed to take the position

of the Minister of Health in the new government.

-You may congratulate me. -Oh, I congratulate you.

Dasha...

Dasha...

Where's Dasha?

I don't know who Dasha is or where she is.

Come on, get up.

Drink, drink. Easy, easy, easy...

You need water in the steppe.

Or the sun will burn you up. Come on, easy.

-Where were you going? -I wanted to reach the station.

Then... get to St. Petersburg somehow.

Go home... home.

Dasha, sweetheart. Our father befriended the new authorities

and kicked Vadim and me out of the house.

I don't know where we are going. I'll write to you when we figure it out.

For now, in case you come, I'll leave this letter here.

-Take care of yourself, darling. -Dad!

-Dad? -Yes, Dasha.

-Dad, what is this? -What, honey?

Did you kick Katya out of the house?

-What are you saying? -Here's the letter. Read it, please.

I befriended the new authorities... what is this nonsense?

-It's utter nonsense. -I'm not talking about you now!

-Did you kick Katya and Vadim out? -I tolerated him out of despair,

but serving the Bolsheviks, it's ridiculous. You must understand that.

Me and the Bolsheviks, it's ridiculous.

I am an honorable man.

And also, my dear, you know your sister, stop reading that.

Always displeased with everything, in conflict with the whole world.

And that husband of hers is just some self-involved turkey-cock.

They didn't like living in Samara, you see.

Yes, my dear, they left. What do I have to do with that?

Actually, Dasha, it's quite ridiculous.

It's a whole domestic argument. Why talk about this now?

Look at what is happening these days,

these are historical events!

We finally threw those Red bastards out.

We are rebuilding and returning a great Russia--

Daddy, don't you hear what you are saying?

Why must all the Reds be bastards?

Please, don't, don't.

You don't know a damn thing about this!

-I don't know a damn thing? -Yes!

My husband is a Red commander.

I said, my husband is a Red commander.

Be quiet. Fine, if you're crazy about a Red commander,

that's your business. Go ahead!

But keep it to yourself.

You hear me?

Don't sell me down the river. I'm a government man.

I'm going to the session of the new government tonight.

-You hear me? -Go, Daddy.

-Did you hear me? -Go to your session, daddy.

Where did she get that from?

Silly girl!

She got all that from her mother.

Dasha, honey, will you drink tea with me?

Who are you?

-Ivan. -Do you have some tobacco, Ivan?

-We haven't smoked for two days. -I have some.

That's great. Come closer to the fire, comrade.

-Here. -Thank you.

Sit down.

You are quite a risk-taker, walking over the steppe alone.

There's a gang of Greens nearby killing everyone around. Awful.

There's one guy that's especially ruthless, Lyosha Krasilnikov.

Let me light mine... He's completely brutal.

Krasilnikov, you say?

-The one who served Makhno? -Yeah, that's the one.

I don't know why he's with the Greens now, but he's a beast.

We just need to get to Chubarovka. That's where the tenth army is.

And we'll take care of the Greens later.

Tell you what, I'll join you.

The more the merrier.

We almost missed it.

Do you want some potatoes?

You must be hungry.

Dmitry Stepanovich.

Dmitry Stepanovich, good evening.

I haven't had the pleasure...

I am Ivan Ilyich Telegin. I am your daughter's husband.

Dasha's.

I heard a lot about you, nice to meet you. What can I do for you?

I have business in Samara. I wanted to know if she's here.

-She left, left. -And where is she?

You know, I received a letter from her a couple of days ago.

-I can show it to you if you want. -I'd be very grateful.

Well, all right.

Why are you standing there? Come on in.

Come in, come in.

You just sit down, make yourself at home. I'll go...

fetch the letter, it must be somewhere in my study.

-Here's lemonade, help yourself. -No, thank you.

Yes, yes, yes.

Miss, put me through to Govyadin's office.

Yes, yes. Yes.

Hurry.

Officer, introduce yourself.

Of course.

Captain Roshchin, here are my documents.

You see, I had the pleasure of meeting Vadim Petrovich Roshchin

face to face, so put that paper away

and please follow us to have a pleasant conversation.

Weapons on the table! Or I'll blow this place up!

I said, on the table!

On the table, now!

Ivan!

Dasha!

-Stop! -Stop, don't move!

Dasha.

Get him.

Through the house, through the house, gentlemen.

This way is quicker.

Gentlemen, be quiet, please, be quiet!

Run, there's a door to the roof. What are you...

I love you.

I'll die if anything happens to you. Go!

Ivan! Where do I send my letters?

-Stanitsa Chubarovka. -Go, go, go, go!

-Got it! -Go straight up.

I'll catch him and torture him myself. Cut him, burn him, tear him.

I hope you die as soon as possible.

Daria! What are you saying?

It's too late to teach your daughter manners, Mr. Bulavin.

-You better call for help. -Yes, sure, yes.

-Miss... -Dad, no, don't, don't...

-Got mixed up with the Bolsheviks! -Dad, stop...

Disgrace! Get out of here!

Stop!

I'll catch him down here!

Stop!

Stop!

Miss, get me the police immediately.

-Dad! -What, you think he came for you?

There! Moron! He came to learn who the members of our government are!

Daddy, Daddy, look at me. It's Dasha, I'm your daughter.

And you are my father. It's more important than your government,

more important than my husband's political views, Dad...

No! A thousand times no.

We live in a time when blood relations

are nothing in comparison with ideological bonds.

All those blood relations of yours will be the death of Russia,

while ideological bonds are what will save it!

Well, then I'm an orphan!

I'm glad you finally made your choice!

Orphan... I'm so...

Damn it!

What shall I do?

Take him out, take him out!

Comrade Yakov.

I'm glad to see you.

How do you like my stuff? Have they stuck in your throat already?

Tishka, get them out of here!

Follow me, don't scream, you hear me?

Come on.

-Where's my lady? Ekaterina? -She left...

-You're lying. -I'm telling you.

I brought her to the stanitsa to work as a teacher in a local school.

And she ran away. I'm telling you how it is.

Get up.

-It hurts. -Hush, hush.

Well, are you scared?

-Scared of dying? -At least spare the kids.

Spare the kids.

-No. -Spare the kids...

You didn't spare my sister.

So your people won't be spared, either.

Yasha! Yasha!

Yasha!

Antip, deal with the kids.

I love war.

-It's a job for men. -Where are you going?

Mount up!

-Well, did you find anything? -Nothing, only this.

Katerina Dmitrievna.

I'd like to find you and get back at you.

We should go, huh? In case the Reds come.

Let them come.

We'll wait it out in the lodge in the forest.

What did you kill the kids for?

Those are not kids. Those are little Jews.

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