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RUSSIA 1

Well, not bad..not bad!

And here is the next class,
after Scheschkowski, what's it?

“Get to the Point”

Your Highness, I have a
question.
Who is in the carriage?

Your Highness, I have a
question.
Who is in the carriage?

The carriage was hired.

The carriage has no monogram,
the visitor is hard up.

That's all?

- The system doesn't work.
- Nikita Ivanovich,

- Let me think.
- Well.

The carriage was let in, but
even
maids' carriages are not allowed
in,

this visitor is special, he
was invited by the empress.

- What would you say, Your
Excellency?
- I'd say the visitor is Prince
Betskoy.

He hasn't been in Russia
for years, lived in Paris.

Empress Elizaveta Petrovna
sent him away for an affair

with Princess Joanna
von Holstein-Gottorp,

our empress's mother, that
is, your grandmother.

At court observation loses to
awareness.

Remember this.
And why Betskoy?

A strange question.
His father then had same name.

His father was Prince
Trubetskoy.

Right, and he was born out of
wedlock.

Illegitimate children got cut
names.

He could have been Trubetskoy,
but became Betskoy.

And this is fair.

Nikita Ivanovich is not happy to
see him.

He is wary of him, I don't
know why, I'm not informed.

It's hard to live
with a cut name,

as if you were a criminal, as if
you had a mark on your forehead.

Pavel Petrovich, your brother
has
no name at all, so don't hurt
him.

I'm not going to hurt him.

But I find it unpleasant to
live and dine next to an idiot.

Remember, oh man, that life is
short!

Why did she ask him back now?

What will remain, Ivan
Ivanych, is Your Glory!

My rank doesn't allow me to
discuss
empress decisions or make
guesses.

Why are you so sad?

Hypocrites all around me.

His noble deeds have
become known far and wide!

How did it go today?

Are you panicking? He might
take your office from you.

For some reason, the empress
needs him... court!

I'll never write again!

Intriguing. A restless spider.

- Time to smash him.
- For now, I can't.

Your Grace, I'm glad you've
come.

I'm happy to be at the
service to Your Majesty.

The empress invited him to deal
with
some cases in the Orlov family
history.

Betskoy is a skilled heralds,
he consulted King Louis XV.

We'll pay carrier men, they'll
break his head and that's it.

He can break anyone's head
himself.

His coachman, Vlas, is studded
with
corpses, like a hedgehog with
needles.

Let's go, I'll show you the
environs.

A sleazy toad she is.

A hag.

How did you live all these
years, Ivan Ivanovich?

I had happy years.

Did you remember Joanna
Elizabeth?

We spent ten years together in
Paris.

I didn't know.

She wrote you.

I wasn't allowed to
receive letters from her.

She knew, but continued writing.

When I came into my own, it was
too late.

We were together until her
death.

How did she die?

In her sleep.

We had a walk the night
before, drank liqueur,

talked about our trip to the
sea, to Brittany, in summer.

I've brought you a gift.
A kiss from the past.

- The portrait of your mother.
- Exactly how you looked.

The artist painted it from a
locket.
I advised him.

Pardon me, he is free-minded,
proud.

His portraits are as good as
those by
foreigners, and he charges ten
times less.

Painter Fyodor Rokotov.

I'll order the portrait of my
son Alexey, my younger son.

It isn't easy, I'll pay a
thousand.

I work for fifty rubles.

To me it makes no difference
whose
portrait - your, your son's,

or a fish vender's
in a food market.

I'm a painter by God's will,
angels
mix my paints, fetch my brushes.

Fifty rubles, agreed.

Let's go.

Without Mr. Sheshkovsky
we can do nothing.

If we proceed without him, we'll
end
up on the rack with our feet on
fire.

I'd crack a spicy joke myself
but now is the wrong time.

They won't cut our heads or
tongues, but the fortress is
near.

Don't bring out such issues,
Nikita Ivanovich, again.

I won't respond.

And your opinion about this?

An offense to the taste!
Abuse and Poison!

And you dine here!?

You advise to remove it?

Take it to the trashiest pub
on the dirtiest of tracks.

Since old days poets,

artists and jesters have been
allowed
to talk to royalties on equal
terms.

I'd agree.

The portrait is to hang here.

The face size shouldn't be
larger or smaller than Pavel's.

This is important.

I have no knowledge of the
Romanov lineage.

What's this place?

Heir to the throne.
Heir to the throne.

Two identical heirs to the
throne.
OK, we'll do it.

We'll get married with
Count Grigory Orlov

and my little son will become a
legitimate heir to the throne.

- Is it your decision?
- You're right.

My advice will not change it?

This billiard table was
made after my design.

Grigory loves billiard puzzles.

Here is a puzzle: with one blow
to send
both balls into different
pockets.

I can make Grigory the emperor.

But should I?

No.

Thank you for advice.

20 years ago I drew up a project
for the granite embankment

to protect the city from floods.

I think the drawings are
in the summer palace.

You can take a carriage and go
there.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Would you take Pavel with you?
I'd be very thankful.

I'd deem it an honor.

Ivan Ivanovich,

I'm glad you're with me.

Petersburg will become
the world's first city

where granite embankments
will be built everywhere.

And Paris?

Paris will never granite
embankments.

The Seine is narrow, the
houses stand too close to it,

there is no wind, up the stream
the ships
and barges are towed by horses
and haulers,

who walk along and tow.

And Petersburg has
wide open spaces,

with the wind blowing from the
Gulf of Finland, or Ladoga,
super.

Hoist sail and you are free to
go wherever
you want, all you do is change
course.

A fabulous, unfathomable city!

Did you miss it?

I'm old, and not in very good
health.

But I'll last for another 30
years.
And I'll do what I plan.

- Did you find Grigory
Grigorievich?
- No, Your Majesty.

Where shall I hang you, Joanna
Elizabeth?

Next to the portrait of
father, Your Majesty.

Next to father's portrait.

I should have guessed. I'm
not quite well today.

So? Are you with me? It's a
joke!

Sorry, brother, I can't
help, but I can spoil it.

I don't need you for this,
will spoil everything myself.

You could spoil my mood, mother.

Maybe, take it to the enfilade?

We last saw one another about 20
years ago?

She was spying on orders from
King
Friedrich, took money from him.

Could have ended up in a
fortress
and me together with her.

Stash her somewhere in a far
room.

And cover her with a canary
blanket.
That's it.

I'm here, Your Majesty, I'm
ready to go.

I've been worried, Grigory.
Let's go.

Did it belong to Peter the
Great?

Let me see.

Tsarevich Alexey's.

And this must be his jacket, he
was 3 inches taller than father.

He grew, studied, tried
to please his father,

and his father up and cut
off his head.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Another taboo subject?

Tsarevich Alexey was a traitor,

he wanted to become an emperor
while his father was still
alive,

he fled Russia, formed a
conspiracy with
the pope, was provided with
troops,

was to reduce Russia to the size
of Muscovy, Peter asked him
back,

promised to forgive him,
but instead, executed him.

Pavel Petrovich, we study
history in order
to find in it instances of noble
conduct,

to learn from the past.

Tsarevich Alexey's life had
nothing noble about it.

Only pain, darkness and shame.

But what if he wasn't as
guilty as they deem him?

First, they execute him, and
then
they say he was a rascal, a
traitor,

They were right to execute him,
otherwise, Russia would have
perished.

What is Peter was not right?

What if, we tried to understand
Alexey?

Peter the Great was a monster.

He ruined Russia.

He acted like a devil, drank
like a fish, killed at will,

fell into debauchery -
with women, with men.

He spat upon faith, he crowned a
whore
and sent his wife to rot in a
cloister,

her ten kids died, and the last
one
was executed by Peter himself.

But we remember Peter as a
reformer and a builder.

The great city was named
after the great tsar.

But the truth is that Petersburg
was built by Elizaveta Petrovna,

and nobody remembers her.

It's unfair. But who told you?

I tried to get at the core.

And it did my best.

I don't know, fair or unfair.

It was waiting for me.

Father.

Long live Your Imperial Majesty!
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!

Our heroic tsar inspires
us into victory in battle!

Semyon Andreevich, teach me to
play.

I'll be like father.
And I'll take the portrait with
me.

OK, I'll teach you, if you
please.

The portrait, I think you
can take whatever you wish.

It was painted the year you were
born.

Father was 25.

He keeps us waiting.

You said you'd be patient.

I hate standing in one place.

You are in church, pray.

I need to calm down first.

Here is he.

- Your Majesty.
- Your Eminence.

Step down, Your Grace.

The Royal pew is only for
emperor
and empress, no one else.

Who set this rule and when?

Grigory Grigorievich.

We know about your wish to
remarry.

I'm a widow, you cannot deny me.

Empress Ekaterina I took the
throne a widow of Peter I.

Never remarried.

Empress Anna Ioannovna
reigned a widow,

Empress Elizaveta Petrovna ruled
for 20 years, unmarried, no
kids.

Three women before
you ruled unmarried,

with no children out of wedlock.

- And only the fourth.
- Cut it short, your holiness.

They all had secret favorites
and children!

And only the fourth one couldn't
rein in the desires of the
flesh!

Elizaveta dreamed of husband and
kids.

You deprived her of the
joy of being a wife.

She took my son, my soul
and my motherly happiness.

She committed this sin to please
you.

Don't you want to take her sin
and pray
for forgiveness as if it was
yours?

You are pelting me with
flippant accusations.

I didn't and don't give
permission single-handed.

The Russian Church is ruled by
the
Holy Synod of nine hierarchs.

I'm the head of the Russian
church, the ultimate judge.

Peter I called himself so,

he abolished patriarchy with the
words:

“I'll carry this burden!”

He couldn't foresee that
women would carry it.

Man proposes, God disposes.

I'll cope with the burden.

Go ahead.

Why did you come to me?

You know why. Why ask?

Synod will gather for a
session and will hear you.

Before then the church
urges you to repent

and abstain from living in sin
with this sinner, or anyone
else.

Just a bad day, didn't expect
it.

Ekaterina Alekseevna, dear,
you're tearing my heart.

I never say you in tears.

You though I never cry? Sorry.

The old man will not last
to the end of the summer.

Oh God, forgive me this.. But
he was as old 10 years ago,

all who wished him death, died.

I'll meet with the bishops.

I'll find out what they want,
all
of them and everyone of them.

I blame you!

I blame you!

Take him!

I blame you!

Don't arrest him.

God's fool is here for a reason
it's the bishop's tricks.

This crook is everywhere, he
talked
him into it, or forced him to.

Let go of him.

Impossible to count your
treasures!

I blame you for devastation,
debauchery and death.

Treat you as they would a
pagan or a tax collector!

And you will get rage and fury!

For they say, don't look
at your hater and tempter,

don't notice them,
don't chase them.

Semyon Andreevich, tell
me about your father.

Your father Peter the Third
lived
a short but exciting life.

He could do a lot for
Russia but had no time.

Why he is not in
the emperors' row?

Peter Fyodorovich
was not crowned,

otherwise his portrait would
be certainly in the row.

There is no other reason.

I will ask the empress for
permission.

Pavel Petrovich,

put it in your study room,
you will see it too often.

You are insincere.

I heard my father could be Count
Saltykov.

- Who said that, Pavel
Petrovich?
- Whoever.

Do you think it's possible?

Remember your philosophy
lessons, every
phenomenon offers an opportunity

but every opportunity has
a probable impossibility.

So he could.

We have too few information
to know the truth.

I'm thinking of Peter
Fyodorovich as of my
father. I know almost nothing
about him.

He died six years ago and no
one seems to remember him.

They do not play Peter's march.

Why? They do.

Here are also some dried
berries, herbs preventing fever.

Pour over the boiling water
right away
and drink it with a spoon of
honey.

It is too early for you to
leave.

- Rogerson said the crisis had
passed.
- The crisis had passed!

The wound can open again; the
disease has not left you yet.

I will manage it. There is
no time to stay in bed.

- Grigori Alexandrovich
- Yes

Here is a message for you.

From who?

Fekla.

Good to meet you, Your Majesty.

Oh, that's beautiful.

The Seim demands that we join
the Sultan.

They say the war is a great
chance
in history to revive great
Poland,

and Turks will help them to take
back
Smolensk, Kiev, Poltava, and
Voronezh.

Oh, you want Voronezh as well?
Great.

- It's not me, it's my people.
- Certainly.

I'm trying to keep the throne
and the
current borders at the very
least.

Yes, Ekaterina also
wants the Black Sea

and she is talking peace,
preparing for war.

For Russia, the war with Turkey
means
a disaster, hunger, and riots.

Victory will cost us a fortune.

Do you believe in victory?

The sultan has the world's most
powerful fleet and the largest
army.

- Europe is his ally.
- Yes.

Russia will overstrain itself to
defeat
the Ottomans Stanislav and
whoever.

How long can we be at war?

Russian needs to work and
thrive rather than spend money!

I want to talk about Count
Orlov.

If he becomes the emperor, I
will lose my
all, no matter with or without
the war.

He will not.

He will not, Your Majesty.
If only you help me.

What kind of help do you want?

Money.

I can give you a quarter of the
sum.

But there is an obstacle.

It is Kshishtof.

He knows about the million
and holds the Mint's papers.

This is serious.

Kshishtof is not just a
counsel he is a friend.

I see.

How can I help you?
Your Majesty, it's all in a
lifetime.

What if Kshishtof falls in love,

decides to stay in Russia, takes
to drink, and disappears.

Three empresses had no kids,
and the fourth has a baby.

Find another reason for
reproach.

Oh, the metropolitan.

God seems to give hint, and
I must listen to them.

Ekaterina Alekseevna,
what else do you need?

Here is God's elect. You have a
son.

You will deliver him one
more son or daughter.

Whatever comes after, good or
bad
as written in the Book of Fate.

We are together. This is the
main thing.

We are together forever.

Are you sleeping, Grigory?

You are asleep and don't hear
me.

Do you like it, lieutenant?

It's much better, master Groot.
Try dark green.

It will be more expensive,
takes more paint.

But it shows less dirt.

It depends on dirt.

Dark color shows more dust and
peel.

Light color shows powder,
horse hair, and blood.

Let's not dispute this. We will
send a sample and make tests.

Your Majesty.

Grigory Alexandrovich.
Lieutenant
Potemkin, inspector of new
uniform.

Ivan Ivanovich Betskoy, my
trustee
and your direct superior.

- Grigory Alexandrovich.
- Your Excellency.

How do you feel?

Through your prayers, Your
Majesty,
I have forgotten my wounds.

Any I have not.

Here it is, You Majesty.

Oh, I like this.

Everything becomes you the best.
Bravo!

Me?

I put it on as a joke.

You look marvelous, whatever you
wear because you are so
beautiful.

Do you really like it?

I adore you.

Try a dark-green one.

Thank you for your hint, Your
Majesty.

Keep working. I'm glad you're
back with us.

I hope we'll see more of each
other.

I will be honored, Your Majesty.

Do you know that the heart of
Anna Petrovna is occupied.

Stop wasting your energy,
you've had fun, come off it!

Who is he? Do I know him?

Nikita Ivanovich!
We are leaving.

Your majesty.

- Well?
- Too bad.

Another miss?

- Speak up, you are not on
tragedy scene.
- I swept it.

After?

Before! Damned stuff!

- It seems we took the same.
- He told us it was one-time
only.

Let's go to Lavinya.

We need a doctor.

The one that is always on alert,
day and night in any weather.

If there were such doctor, we
would
have long put a monument to him.

What do you mean? Grigory Orlov
has lost?

Let's go.

Look, Alyosha.

This is a torture by boots.

This is a torture by hot oil.

Death, it's terrible.

This is an English print, they
show
death more looking like a man,

but with no male organs and
doesn't
always has a scythe sometimes a
spear.

Here is hanging by the ribs
punishment and digging alive.

Crazy!

Do you have other pictures than
death ones?

Stop frightening the boy, let me
work.

These are the only ones he
likes.

- How are you doing?
- Keep off, I'm not finished
yet.

You're annoyed, Mr. Rokotov.
The pictures are hardly the
reason.

I don't like what I've painted.

The kid looks silly.

He has good and kind eyes.

Alyosha is a good boy but
somewhat special.

He doesn't want to talk,
although he can.
I know his tricks.

You can go no, I'll manage. Go.

Please stay, Aleksey
Grigorievich.

Talk to me please

If you don't talk to me, you
will look
like people in these pictures,
see?

This is a dead body, touched by
corruption.

I also grew up lonely,
I was brought up by a peasant
serf.

How old are you? Six or seven?

Six and a half. May I have a
look?

Please do.

I'm a fool.

Forgive me.

We cannot give it to the
empress.

She will become furious and
orders to
send me to dragon Gorynych to
eat,

both you and me.

All right, I'll change it. Sit
down.

Do you promise to keep my
secret?

That you can speak?

Cross my heart.

Your guardian loves you and
wants you to be happy, see?

He is not my father. And they
will take me from here soon.

Who is your father?

He's a rascal.

Great you know him at least.

I don't know my father
Do you know your mother?

The empress does not like me.
And I will not like her.

So. You need to take
something in your hand.

A rattle?

You are not a baby.

I use it to alarm lackeys.

This means I'm furious.

Oh, Speak Of The Devil.

Nikita Ivanovich don't even try
to
approach Countess Sheremeteva, I
forbid.

How did you know? Who told you?

Don't dare to ask me questions.

Please tone down.

I'm going to propose to Countess
Sheremeteva. I want to marry her
quickly.

Stay away with your bare ass.

I'm not wealth, but I'm building
my own
life with my own efforts and
knowledge.

I have no debts.

I have none too. Yesterday I
settled
everything, I made my creditors
happy.

Countess Sheremeteva will
bring a million fortune.

As they say, money draws money.
And
the poor will stay in a gutter.

God unites a husband and wife in
a wedding.

Did you see yourself in a
mirror?

It's impossible that God brings
together you and Anna Petrovna.

Still, Countess Sheremeteva
will be my wife.

No pig-face will get in my way.

Do you understand what you've
just said?
Its' not me that you offended.

Oh, really, who was that?

I would like to promote
lieutenant Potemkin.

I received some references
from his regiment.

What does the society say?

He is from Moscow. I didn't
meet him at the balls.

Does he have a fiancee?

What are his love affairs?

How does this influence his
promotion?

I'm only curious.

It's very much like you, Your
Majesty.

It's too windy. Let's go back.

Drink this, Your Highness.

You will wake up in the morning,
and here I am to let your blood.

- Thank you.
- Sleep tight, Your Highness.

Luka, ask Semyon
Andreevich to come

and read me some Natural
History by Count de Brusson.

- Your Highness, the doctor said
that.
- Who do you serve?

The doctor?

Forgive me, Your Highness, just
one minute.

I will ask him to come.

Your Highness.

Good evening, Semyon Andreevich.

I took all information

and made a table “bad,
good, errors, and death”.

He was a very tricky man.
Are you ready to listen?

Here are some extracts
and here are the tables.

“Bad”: Peter Fyodorovich
disliked Russia.

“They took me to this damned
land, were I
stay as a prisoner,” this is
what he said.

He also disliked the empress
and offended her in public

and wished to get rid of her and
marry
his fiancee Elizaveta
Vorontsova.

What do you mean get rid?

Send her to a northern
monastery.

- To prison?
- Yes.

To Povenets, it is a monastery
prison.

They have guards and strict
order there.

They say Povenets is the end of
everything.

Get on.

It gets from bad to worse.

Russia won the Seven-Year War
with Prussia.

We lost 138 thousand soldiers
and 100 thousand civilians.

Peter Fyodorovich returned the
conquered land to Prussia

because he adored Frederick II.

Now he is known as Frederick the
Great.

Peter Fyodorovich was right,
it's better
ally the great people than fight
with them.

What's good?

“Good”: the man was open, had no
guards.

He was no afraid of anything or
anyone.
He was candid, and direct.

That's about all.

No, it's not.

He was kind.

I remember.

What are the mistakes?

His main mistake was to decline
to crown

because he believed that
he had enough time left.

Like, he is born emperor, a
grandson of Peter the Great.

Death?

Ekaterina Alekseevna had to
become
the autocratic empress to save
Russia.

Peter III abdicated, he
died in Ropsha Palace.

- Please, have a look.
- Did he suffer death?

He was killed. It was a coup
d'etat.

The empress was in St.
Petersburg
and he was killed in Ropsha.

How did she know?

She received a letter, I have it
here.

“Your Majesty” the Empress,
bad luck occurred here.

Our freak began disputing at the
table,
we had no time to interfere, and
he died.

We do not remember what
we did and so forth.

Who wrote this?

Alexey Orlov.

So, he's the killer.

What a slum area. Where did
you bring me, brother?

Dr. Pincus is a magician.

Antonov treats a fire.

Chichuy, Kostoet and others are
even worse.

Open your mouth.

I have no problems with my
mouth.

I don't argue with patients.

Open your mouth.

Close.

I wish you knew how many
people are like you.

They come, beg, and wait for a
miracle.

Have a lick at this.

Did someone lick it before?

I give a new one to each
patient.

Please don't spit on the floor.
Do you spit on the floor at
home?

So?
What's there?

Please lean forward.

- You were hit on your head.
- I know.

Will you help me?

- Do you have money?
- How much do you need?

Twenty kopecks for a visit.

I don't have it. I have ten.

I will help you.

I need to have it quick.

I will do it quickly.

But no promises!

No dinner right now. I'll wait
for
Grigory Grigorievich. You can
go.

I know he is tired after the
battle and the
expedition, and I want passion
from him.

Tell me, what do I do wrong?

Men are often passionate
after their battles.

If a woman asks and a man fails,

he must turn himself inside
out, but do what he is asked.

And he runs away from me.

I'm trying to understand Joseph.

Why did he refused Potifar's
wife?

He must have been tired, too.

I like your hints.

This is the simplest
explanation.

Fekla, bring us tea and some
snacks.

Out of sight with a tray out of
mind - does
that mean that if a man is in
your heart

and you send him away out of
sight
and he becomes unfaithful?

- Not quite, Your Majesty.
- Please explain.

When your man is next
to you, there is love.

When you don't see
him for a long time,

suddenly you find out that
there are other men as well.

If you don't see every day, you
will cease
to love him and he will cease to
love you.

It's a wrong saying.

It depends, Your Majesty.

Almost all people find it right.

Sometimes you just have to enjoy
solitude.

Look around you, notice those
who
you failed to notice before,

those who will make your
heart and body happy.

The more sudden is your
feeling, the stronger it is.

I want no solitude.

I love Grigory and stay faithful
to him.
But he runs away from me.

I don't want to wait for him.
Give us our meals.