All language subtitles for Dostoevskiy_01

Evgeniy Mironov

Chulpan Khamatova

By His Emperor's Majesty decree

the Commission of the military court
declared

that even though they have
different degrees of guilt,

they all return guilty.

Stop the execution!

Move him! Move!

What is happening to him?

You can't bear it, Fyodor Mikhailovitch?

in Vladimir Hotinenko fiilm

DOSTOEVSKIY

Part 2

Attention!

Quick - march!

One!

Two!

Stretch the toe! Stretch the toe!

Three!

One!

Two!

Three!

Excuse me, officer,
Mr. Frankel wants to talk to Mr. Dostoevskiy.

Dostevskiy!

Dostoevskiy, the criminal
attorney wants to talk to you.

- Did you do something illegal?
- I don't think so.

No, sir!

Alexander Egorovitch
is a new man here.

And you khow about a new broom.

And where to go?

Where to go?

There is he.

I have talked to the command.
You don't have to live in the barracks.

You will show yourself
once a week and that's it.

You will settle down here,
you can do writing.

Unfortunately, I can't afford
renting an apartment here.

We will be happy to help you
at the fiirst time,

but later everything will come right.

There is not much of a society here.

But in better houses
they will be pleased to accept you.

Thank you.
But I doubt that the former prisoner...

The writer, and not the prisoner.

There are a lot of free-thinkers here.

The attitude to the prisoners in Siberia
is different than here in Saint-Petersburg.

One year or another you
will live as a soldier,

but later we might be able
to make you an officer.

I think the governor
will not refuse my offer.

- You khow, I...
- I almost forgot...

Your brother Mikhail,
whom I met before I left,

sent you the books and money.

Misha sent?

I am so grateful to you.
How can I thank you?

You don't have to thank me.

You were in much torment.
You must start a new life now.

And to write, to write and to write.

About the human's suffering.

About the great Russian souls,
about patience.

You wrote in ''Poor People''
about that.

That is different. It's totally different
when you didn't experience suffering,

or when you suffered a lot.

- Even if it was only 4 years.
- That was the endless 4 years.

No. Now they look to me very short.

And I also think those years
are more precious than my previous life.

I understood one thing.

We are not always sinful.

There are moments in life,
when people are saint.

- Look Fyodor Mikhailovitch...
- One moment, please.

I feel bad.

Who gave you the book?.

The doctor.

Are you going to read it?

Can I read it too?

Don't worry, I will not steal it.

Don Kihot.

What is it about?

It is about one interesting man.

A lonely one.

He was looking for justice on Earth.

And he was trying to do good to people.

And did he succeed?

Not really.

There is a way to hell
if we try to do good. Isn't it?

I want to be in hiding.

I will go for a walk

I can go right,

or I can go left.

And nobody will tell me anything.

And I will keep going.

Under the stars.

There will be so good to me.

Barin, barin!

Orlov died.

How come?

He was such a lively man.

The death took over him.

Call for a blacksmith.
We need to unchain him.

My dear brother,

I don't khow what is waiting
for me in Semipalatinsk

I am quite indifferent to this destiny.

But I am not indifferent to one thing.
Try to help me with that in some way.

I want to come to the Caucasus
in a year or two. Nevertheless it's Russia.

That is my flaming desire.

Pray for that!

Brother, do not forget me.

You are my brother,
and you have loved me.

I need some money.
Everything can change.

I don't write all sorts of nonsense.

You will hear about me.

I need to live.
These years will not pass in vain.

Semipalatinsk Wiinter, 1855.

Maybe you can do it?

I promise, that will be exciting.

Wrangell is an open-hearted man.

He will read Turgenev.
They asked me to read him to, but I said no.

But if you go,
I will surely read Turgenev.

No, this is impossible.

How can I appear in society
without my husband, when he is alive?

But maybe...

No.

There are too many gossips
about our family without that.

Six months without salary.
Always drinking.

I wish you offered me that before.

People used to invite us
to literary nights.

He used to be funny and smart.

Why am I saying about us much?
Your life is not easier.

Do you write anything?

Not in the mood.

It is hard to write
when I didn't examine my past.

You khow, I see life
totally different now.

Can one examine anything,
living here?

Gossips, cards, hard drinking and eating.

You said yourself
that there are literary nights, balls here.

One can write books here.

It's easier to endure prison, when you
khow the torments will end some day.

But when you live here, you understand
that one, ten, twenty years pass

and nothing will change.

That will drive crazy.

Go to eat something on the kitchen,
and then come here to drink some tea.

Go, go!

Masha!

Masha!

Give me some vodka.

Stop!

- Here
- Thank you.

You may go now.

Anton Apolinarevitch, why do play
the spade for the third time in a row?.

You gifted a trick to Grigoriy Ivanovitch.

- Gentlemen.
- Have mercy, Saveliy Nikolaevitch.

People say, the Emperor Nikolay
got poisoned.

That is impossible!

- If the Emperor got poisoned...
- Everything is possible.

The other family is a mystery.

But the tsar's one...

And that one, Dostoevskiy,
is a former prisoner.

The political one. They say he was sentenced
to death. The Emperor has been merciful.

And what does Maria Dmitrievna
have her eye on?

People say, they have
such a rapid romance.

Maria Dmitrievna is a literate lady.
That is the only way she can.

What way?

Passionately and with a scandal.

Wiith the heart perturbation
and with tears.

Alexander Egorovitch,
Mr. Isaeev is unfortunate.

As is her wife Maria Dmitrievna.

More than six months
they don't have payments.

They have huge debts.

My heart throbs, when I think what can
happen with this family in the future.

I ask you, Alexander Egorovitch.
There is no one for me to ask in this city.

I ask you to help assign
a position to Isaeev.

- Calm down.
- Help him.

Why are you that worried?

- I will talk to the governor on Friday.
- God, I'm so happy.

Leave it, please.

I am surprised, Fyodor Mikhailovitch.

Your indulgence is unworldly.

You'd better think about yourself.

After Nicolay's death,
Alexander became the Emperor.

They say he is a kind man.

Maybe you should write
something like an ode?

Lomonosov and Derzhavin
didn't have an aversion on that.

Maybe he will ease up on you too.

He is a nobleman. A literary man.

Nevertheless he is a soldier.

And he is poor as a church mouse.

Gentlemen.

Let me introduce you
Fyodor Mikhailovitch Dostoevskiy.

Who is living in our city.

He's a literary man.

Let's go.

Maybe that is what people
don't say aloud.

My precious angel.

He asks for 9 per cent.

That is too way many.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch,
read something, will you?

No, no!

Our tsar is going to accept the crown

Wiith some short prayers on his lips

And millions people all around Him

Are shouting, ''God bless'',
and falling to His khees.

Our tsar is going to accept the crown

Wiith some short prayers on his lips

And millions people all around Him

Are shouting, ''God bless'',
and falling to His khees.

Quitened... quitened...

The terrible war quietened.

''God bless our tsar'', the people shouted.

Semipalatinsk Spring, 1855.

About the heroic death
of the rear admiral Istomin.

At 10am the rear admiral Istomin
was hit with a ball to his head.

This loss is truly sorrowful
to the whole Russian fleet.

You must khow the news.
Alexander has got a position.

Was that you who worried about that?

No, I said only a couple of words.

Alexander Egorovitch
is very kind to everyone.

He is kind to you only.

Hello, Fyodor Mikhailovitch!

Let's go.

I am very glad to see you.

Wiill you have a dinner with us?

I would love to. Thank you.

I am said, I can congratulate you
with a new position?

Yes, you can.

Although, I must admit,
that position insults me.

The assessor of an eating-house.

Didn't you hear about such position?

No, I didn't.
And what does that mean?

You see, Masha, the one who is ignorant cannot
understand what that position could mean.

That means that I am the assessor
of all taverns in the volost.

In Kuznetk town. 700 verst from here.

And who khows
how those versts were measured?

Are you leaving?

We will go.
And I will not refuse the position.

Let them be ashamed, not me.

I can bare this insult.

It is not the places that grace the men.

Yes, you're right.

- And when are you going to leave?
- On Friday.

We will leave on Friday.

We won't spend much time
on gathering.

So...

Wiill you write to us?

Yes, of course.

And then, maybe, you will visit us.

And I hope that my service
in Kuznetk will not last long.

Masha!

It's time for the goose!

And bring some wine.

We have a roasted goose today.

You defiinitely need to try it.

Sasha! What happened?

It hurts. It hurts much!

Help me!

Let's go, let's go.

Leave us!

Getting better.

Give me some wine, please.

I'm sorry.

It hurts a lot.

Get some sleep.

Try to get some sleep.

Did doctor see him?

- Yes, he did.
- What did he say?

He said there is a tumor in his stomach.

He doesn't khow how to help.

He feels better after wine.

My precious,
how are you going to go to Kuznetk?.

Your health leaves much to be desired.

There is nothing we can do.

We have to go. There is a position
waiting for him there.

We need money.

Write to me, Fyodor Mikhailovitch.

I will die without your letters.

This is unreasonable.

700 versts. Siberian ones.

It will take at least a week

Wiith God's help
your things will get better.

You come to my senses,
but I am like a madman now.

This is too late.

I pray so she would not marry.

40 days didn't pass from her husband's
death. What are you talking about?

And her letters? No.
Something worries me about them.

Try to understand, it is impossible
to refuse her.

Not in any case.

Love in my days is not a caprice.

All right. A trailer with ropes
goes to Barnaul in a week

I will try to get an agreement
to escort it from you commander.

And Kuznetk is not far from there.

- Hurry the horses up!
- The horses got tired.

They will not run faster.

Don't worry.
We will be in Kuznetk by the morning.

Gee up!

We arrived, barin!

Let me introduce myself.
Nikolay Borisovitch Virgunov.

The teacher and the friend
of the family.

I am flattered. Fyodor Dostoevskiy.
A literary man.

Let's drink tea.
Have a seat, Fyodor Mikhailovitch.

Let's drink tea,
as we did before in Semipalatinsk

I remembered our life there.

Your visits. Our talks.

You asked me in letters
how we have been living here.

How else one can live here?

If Semipalatinsk is at the back of beyond,

Kuznetk is just a god-forsaken place.

If there wouldn't Nikolay Borisovitch,
after my husband's death,

I would've gone crazy

because of depression
and hopelessness.

And Nikolay Borisovitch says,
he lived like in a damp vault,

before we came here.

You are totally right.

Your coming here
was the best present for me.

Are you a teacher, Nikolay Borisovitch?

Oh, yes.

500 rubles salary.

25 rubles I pay for the place
where I live,

150 I spend on food.

250 I spend on clothes,
tobacco and tea.

And the rest 75 I spend
on books, flowers for Maria Dmitrievna.

And entertainment. Whatever
poor people can afford.

Don't say it, Nikolay.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch understands
everything. He is the same as we are.

Poor people.

Ah, yes. On Maria Dmitrievna
recommendation I read your novel.

- Excellent. Wonderful.
- Thank you. That was...

in another life.
You won't believe it.

Sometimes I ask myself
if I really wrote that.

What do you write now?.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch?

You khow,
I can't write anything now.

Some drafts, notes, records.

Different visions.

Faces, faces.

Fragments of conversations.

I guess you are going
to describe your torment in the prison?

No, I am not ready for that.

Not because that tortured me much.

People around me were
tortured much more.

They were hopeless.

What could be more terrible
than losing hope?

The criminals are sitting there,
what do the need hope for?

They don't need any hope.

Hopeless people fade out and die.

- It serves them right!
- Don't argue!

Fyodor Mikhailovitch will describe them
the way you will have pity for them.

When you told me about them,
about those villains,

with such love and inspiration,
I started to like them myself.

On the other hand, those
who feel pity on villains

are not able to see his victims.

We have some kind of a rule
that environment is guilty for a villain.

That he couldn't do another way.

I don't believe in the environment.

Every human has the good and the bad.

But I don't believe in environment.

I would write about that.

I'm sorry, but I have to leave you.

Even though I don't
really want to do that.

I must go. I have three lessons.

Don't follow me, please.

Look forward to seeing you tomorrow.

He is a nice young man.

Yes.

Miserable as I am.

- Did you receive my letters?
- Of course, I did.

I always replied.

I couldn't come. I didn't have
a permission to leave Semipalatinsk

But I came now.

Wiithout any permission.
If someone fiinds out about it,

they can pit me
in barracks again.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch,
I think I will leave soon.

I wrote to Astrakhan to my relatives,
now I am expecting the reply from them.

I will go there. My father and sisters
live there. They should be able to help me.

Pasha and I are totally alone here.

We have nothing to live on.

If there wasn't Nikolay Borisovitch,
I don't khow how I would live here.

I can see, Nikolay Borisovitch
is a wonderful man,

I even think he is even in love with you.

Yes he is.

He is in love.

And I must say that I...

that I like him too.

I am grateful to him
for his attention.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch,
he proposed to me.

And I am ready to accept it.

What about?..

Do you love him?

Love him?

I am so grateful to you.

I khow you love me.
I can see that.

And when you are close to me,
I love you too.

I don't khow what to do.

I am so grateful to you.

I understand.

I love you, Maria Dmitrievna.

Wiith all my heart.

And if you accept Mr. Virgunov's offer,

I will understand it.

I like Maria Dmitrievna not less than you do.

And her fate worries me much.
As does yours.

Thank you for these worries.

Yes, your fate worries me.
How old are you? 24?

This teacher's salary, no future.
Only this Siberia forever?

That is only why I ask you.

You, being a noble and
responsible man.

Do you think you should
ruin the woman's life?

She is older than you.
She is educated, saw the world.

She is sick
She has consumption.

She needs doctors, medicine
and care.

And that costs money.

She's got a child.

What future do you see with her?

As I can see, you are also
ready to make a proposal to her.

This is why you came?

Tell me, if you are worried
about her life that much,

does your future gives much hope?

I wish you the best future.

But will that really happen?

Are you confiident in your future?

If Maria Dmitrievna says yes to you,
what future can you offer to her?

Why did you decide
that you can preach me?

- No, I...
- Only because you are a literary man?

And you spent much time in prison
for a state crime?

I think that's not enough
to lecture me!

Nikolay Borisovitch, forgive me,
I didn't mean to lecture you.

Get out of me!

Nikolay Borisovitch!

I keep thinking myself
about the things you told me now.

I admit that you are really right.

I am like insane now.
I don't khow what to do now.

Calm down.

God will help you.

Do as your conscience
tells you to do.

Do you hear me?

And I will leave tonight.

I will.

Tell me, don't you think
she can ruin her life?

If she marries Virgunov,

I would like to ask her, because you are
the only one I can ask help from.

Could you assist to place
Maria Dmitrievna's son

to the Siberian military school?

Also can you fiind a better
position for Virgunov?

They are very poor otherwise.

If he only made 900 or 1000.

What can one do
if he has a family?

Virgunov? I am sorry for being rude,

but your nobleness
is more likely stupidity.

That young teacher
didn't do anything special.

Why are you asking me
to raise his salary?

Maria Dmitrievna should not suffer.

Do you understand that if she marries
she at least will have money.

She wouldn't live in poverty at least.

Otherwise that is the
biggest suffering for me.

Anfiisa, bring us cognac, please.

And to bite something.

Thank to petition of respectable
people, you will get a warrant officer rank

You might get the nobility back
and to send in your papers.

To do your literary business.

I'm sorry, but I can't afford
to drink this.

Just a little. A little is okay.

Let's drink it.
I am always glad to see you in our house.

I am proud of our friendship.

You drink cognac as it is vodka.

I drink everything as I drink vodka.

I am the German by blood, and I don't khow
how the Germans drink wine or cognac.

I let you khow
that I am a Russian intellectual.

And I lead my genealogy
from Peter the Great.

As you are.

No, I don't consider myself
as a Russian intellectual.

That intellectuality from Peter's times
never took part in Russia's life.

They worried only
about that European rubbish.

Really?

I assume, they put
you in prison for different points of view.

From that time my
views have changed a lot.

And now you don't plot
to ruin the political system?

This is not about the system.
This is about the roots.

In Europe the atheistic society
built everything.

In Russia from the times of Peter,

children were taught
to hate Russia.

Russian Europeans are atheists.

And that is why they are so far
from the people, and hate them.

But they say they love them.

And Europeans keep scolding us.

And they are very afraid of us,
which is very interesting.

- Why are they afraid of us?
- Go on, go on.

They are afraid of our power.

Of the Russian soldier.

Krymsk campaign, for example.
Where Turkey is and where Europe is.

The English and the French
put all their forces against us.

The Europe doesn't let us
possess the Black Sea.

Why do you think
Christ was crucifiied?

Sorry? What do you mean why?

There is much written about that.
That he proclaimed to be the Judaic king.

That is the official accusation.

But in reality he was crucifiied for
driving away those that sold in the temple.

Nowadays everyone sells.

And money now are above all.

I guess, you are tired of this muddle.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch, I almost forgot.

A khight of a sorrowful fiigure,
My dear friend, Dostoevskiy,

You are at the nose of literature
Thinning out as a new pimple

- Even though, you are a young writer...
- Your brother Mikhail Mikhailovitch

has sent marshmallow, tobacco.

English cloth.

Please, don't read this.

I am surprised that noble people
can write such mean things.

No, wait.

Even though, you are a young writer,
And everyone is delighted by you,

The Emperor khows you,
Lichtenberg respects you...

Stop reading it!

That means he remembers me,

if he hits the man, who is down.

He remembers me then.

The natural school
comes from the true roots.

It will not let pull the reader's leg.

Just imagine, the funniest thing
happened to one of my acquaintance.

Megalomania.

The new idol requires
worship and delight.

Ivan Sergeevitch!

I want to say that a talent,
who thinks he is a genius, is misfortune.

I guess, it happens
from the emotional upset.

He needs to see the doctor.

Fyodor Mikhailovitch!
Wait! Where are you going?

Fyodor Mikhailovitch, I'm sorry.

I didn't expect such things
from Turgenev. Forgive him.

Please, don't be that upset.
What else can come to Turgenev's mind?

Don't be upset.

Chernysh!

- Hello.
- Come on in!

I just saw the light
and decided to khock

Come on in. Don't be shy.

We'll drink some tea.

We'll drink tea and talk

That is why I came to you.

I have a huge necessity to talk

But as you khow, it is hard
to fulfiill it in our town.

Yes.

Treat yourself.

Marshmallows.

My brother sent it.

Thank you.

I khow, you are religious man.

But I was never sincere
when I crossed myself.

That was never from my heart.

I don't have faith.

And I hold this book
without proper awe.

I had this ''book'',
as you called it, in prison.

Decembrists' wives gifted it
to me during the forwarding.

That was the only legal book in jail.

It was stolen once.

You khow, I found out a lot
about human's soul there.

That is like slough.

You can't get out of it
without the faith.

You took it?

Who then?

Petrov!

Petrov, excuse me,
I have a question to you.

Why did you steal the Gospels?

I didn't steal. I took it.

We share everything with barin.

What are you laughing at?

Why did you do it?

I'll go to drink some. It's about time,
before the barracks are closed.

Why did you make tea for me?

You helped me in everything.
Why did you do that?

I khow, you are blaming me.

No, I'm not blaming you,
I just want to understand you.

You won't anyway.

I wanted to drink

And poking into our souls
is not barin's business.

You have souls, but we have nothing.

Aren't you a believer?

I am.

How could you exchange the Holy
Book for vodka?

God will forgive.

He is merciful.

- Petrov, how long do I have to wait for you?
- I'm coming!

I didn't see what was next.

I was told.

In details.

- Gazin?
- What?

Do you still have the book?.

What book?.

The one I traded for the wine.

The Gospels its name.

- Give it to me back
- Buy it.

I have only 5 kopecks.

You joking?

You bought for 15 kopecks in silver,
and you want to get it back for 5 in copper?

- No.
- 'No' means 'no'.

But I need the book

I will get you money later.

You'd better give it back

Is that a threat?

No, it's not.

I'm asking you.

Give it back

- Or else...
- Or else what?

Wiill kill you.

Give it back

Don't quarrel with him.
He is capable.

Give it back

I won't.

Call for the doctor!
He may die!

He killed him indeed.

That was so easy for him.

Where is God then?

That is the horror
and darkhess of human's soul.

This is where you open your eyes.

There is no God.

Maybe after experiencing
this horror and darkhess

human understands the main thing,
what he can't live without?

There is God.

There is.

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