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TV CHANNEL RUSSIA 1

PRESENTS

A COSMOS STUDIO PRODUCTION

WRITTEN BY ARIF ALIEV

DIRECTED BY DMITRIY IOSIFOV

CAMERA DIRECTOR MAXIM SHINKORENKO

ART DIRECTOR SERGEY VOROBIEV

MAKEUP ARTIST - ARTEM DEMIDOV COSTUME DESIGNER - SVETLANA MOSKVINA

MUSIC BY NIKOLAY ROSTOV CASTING DIRECTOR - VALERIA GANKINA

EDITOR-IN-CHIEF - SERGEY KOZIN POST-PRODUCTION BY NONNA ARISTARKHOVA

SOUND PRODUCERS VLADIMIR LITROVNIK, ANNA IVANTSOVA

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS LILIA CHEKSTER, SYUZANNA MUAZEN

LEAD PRODUCER - DMITRIY GOLUBICHNY

PRODUCERS - ALEXANDER AKOPOV, ANTON ZLATOPOLSKY, NATALIA SHNEIDOROVA

PAVEL PETROVICH - PAVEL TABAKOV NIKITA PANIN - SERGEY KOLTAKOV

YEMELYAN PUGACHEV - ARTUR IVANOV PRINCESS TARAKANOVA - ANGELINA STRECHINA

STEPAN SHESHKOVSKY - MIKHAIL GOREVOY ALEXEI ORLOV - ARTEM ALEXEEV

ANDREY RAZUMOVSKY - ALEXANDER TKACHEV NATALIA ALEXEIEVNA - ALINA TOMNIKOV

GRIGORY POTEMKIN - VLADIMIR YAGLICH GAVRIIL DERZHAVIN - DANILA DUNAEV

EKATERINA NELIDOVA - DIANA MILYUTINA LEFEBVRE - IGOR GRABUZOV

KAZIMIERZ OGIŃSKI - ARTEM KRETOV MICHAŁ OGIŃSKI - DANIIL SLUTSKI

MARIA KAROLINA - OLGA MAKEEVA FERDINAND - SERGEY TESSLER

DENIS FONVIZIN - KUZMA SAPRYKIN ADAM OLSUFIEV - STANISLAV STRELKOV

EKATERINA THE GREAT MARINA ALEKSANDROVA

EKATERINA: PRETENDERS

Your Majesty, the portrait of the pretender is here.

Bring it to the Bright Office. Along with the portrait of Elizaveta.

Will do.

- Who are you? - Does Mrs. Alzhbeta Draganova live here?

- What do you care about who lives here? - She is accused of fraud,

using someone elses name and robbing the English merchant Mr. Wallace.

Gentlemen, this Briton slanders me. I refused him intimacy.

The Supreme Tribunal will sort it out. Follow us.

- Monsieur Lefebvre? - Gentlemen, leave me with the accused

for a couple of minutes.

Wait outside.

What is this, Monsieur Lefebvre? Are they galoshins?

They are real guards, Mademoiselle. The merchant filed a complaint

against you. Having arrived in Venice,

thanks to my connections, I stopped it, but I can resume it at any moment.

If you will be dealing with the Russians behind my back!

- Monsieur Lefebvre! - Silence!

Who are you to tell me what to do?

You are runaway clowns in the service of a scam.

You insulted me and my associates now. Apologize immediately.

Or what? You will deprive me of royal favour?

If I so want, tomorrow another one will sit at this place,

and you will rot in your prison cellar. You live, breathe free air,

expect to take the Russian throne only thanks to me.

Me and the French crown. I am running here and there,

talking to everyone in Versailles in order to solicit money for you,

and you in my absence are contacting Count Shuvalov behind my back?

What do you think? Do they look alike?

No, Your Majesty, I do not see any resemblance.

Your Majesty, gentlemen. There are so many people who look alike.

Well, look, here Elizaveta had aged. And this is some young girl.

You can't compare them like that. We need to invite a specialist.

I know artists: one will exaggerate, another will paint you so that

even your mother wont recognize you. No, this is wrong.

Maestro Francesco Guardi. He is quite famous in Italy.

- High fees, great reputation. - And?

- And he gave you the original? - We asked nicely, Your Majesty.

We need to invite not the artist, but someone else.

I have someone in mind.

Someone stole your unfinished portrait from Guardi.

Thanks to you and your carelessness. No meetings until I allow it.

And you will only do what I tell you to do.

Now I need a letter from you addressed to

the Russian Empress Catherine.

I will go to Russia soon and hand over the message to her personally.

Write it yourself.

No, ma'am, the letter must be written in your hand, in Russian.

- So that they wouldnt suspect fraud. - They will suspect it anyway.

Leave me.

No letter - no you.

Good morning! How are you?

Aren't you dressed too warmly? Isn't it hot in this?

- Warmly? No. - It is hot outside!

Hot? No, it's cold.

In Darmstadt... Сherry blossoms.

This is for you. It's not cherry, but also blooms well.

- For me? - For you, yes.

Thank you.

- Who did this to you? - It's nothing, I fell.

Is it Her Highness? What a cruel woman.

It is no one. No one, you can't tell anyone.

I know this "no one".

- Let's have a sip. - Is it vodka?

- Nein, I can't. - Go on, just a sip.

If you worry about the smell, then there is a sure way to repel it.

After you drink, you need to chew roasted sunflower seeds right away.

There will be no smell then. Here.

And then no one will know that you and I were drinking.

Well? Let's do this.

You see? With the glume.

If you chew well, it will be harmless for your stomach.

And the smell is better. I even chewed a pine bark from hunger

and my belly is fine.

- Bark? Why? - I escaped from a forced-labor camp.

- Camp? - I will tell you later.

Peter III appeared in Orenburg. Well, they killed the real one,

but there was a Cossack who said it was him.

And the people followed him to rebel. He gives free rein to the people.

He takes these "no one's" and...

Tell me, did you have such a person there who was not afraid to cut off

the heads of landowners and generals?

- At any point of history? - Yes.

No.

- I have to go. - See you.

Well, here in Russia we have one.

Here you starved a whole regiment with one stroke of the quill.

- Didnt you fail enough? - I am sorry.

- Eighty barrels, not eight. - Eighty.

This is not the only mistake I made.

Errare humanum est. Humans tend to make mistakes.

- Maybe there will be no trial? - The trial cannot be avoided,

but I can't serve after it. I will be either sent to Siberia

or hanged. I killed a person.

My career is over as is my life.

Andrey Kirillovich, do not bury yourself ahead of time.

Your father is a powerful man. He will help you.

Father will not spend his power on me. I've already given him a lot of trouble.

Oh, stop it. Sloth is a deadly sin, go home.

I am temporarily dismissing you.

Otherwise, you will make mistakes, which we will be fixing for a long time.

I will wait for you after the trial. May God grant us a good outcome.

Your Majesty, General in Chief Semyon Kirillovich Naryshkin.

Let him in.

Your Majesty, I am flattered by your repeated attention.

Semyon Kirillovich, lets get straight to business.

I know you are a big fan of painting, buying everything without bargaining.

Take a look at the portrait.

The work of a true master, but he brushed up

on the finished portrait. And his heart wasn't in it.

Artists dont like it when a client asks to improve something,

so he did it without his soul in it. It can be seen here and here.

The ermine fur is drawn poorly, it was worked on

after the picture was done.

If I wanted a critical review, I would have invited Levitsky or Rokotov.

Do you recognize Empress Elizavetas features in her?

Your Majesty, this is a ceremonial portrait.

People in them dont look as they do in real life,

because the artist paints freely,

it is very difficult to judge about the similarities based on this.

Go, Semyon Kirillovich, and get acquainted with the original.

Look at her in life, at her facial features, manners, gait.

Maybe you will find a resemblance to Empress Elizaveta, or maybe not.

Im ready to go, Your Majesty, but may I ask you something?

- Yes, you may. - I need 200 peasants.

Your Majesty, I am staging a play in my theater about your imminent victory

in the Russian-Turkish war. I do not have enough people

for the Ottoman army. The scale is great.

Then I'll stage it in your honour at the better times!

Do not anger God! This glorious day has not come yet.

When there will be a victory, then you will stage plays.

- Are peasants like dolls to you? - Sorry if I upset Your Imperial Majesty.

I will give you peasants. But they should not be more than 30

and not less than 22. Go there, Semyon Kirillovich.

Friends! My favourite hornpipe.

Friends, today our motto is to drink, drink, and drink!

Your Excellency, there's no more champagne.

There were only 12 bottles.

Don't lie to me. I know my father had a hundred bottles,

they had not been touched yet. Bring everything here.

- Kirill Grigoryevich forbade it. - Do as I say!

Andrey Kirillovich, your father is arriving tomorrow.

- I'm scared to think what will happen. - Then don't think if you are scared.

That will be tomorrow. He will forgive me, I'm sure.

I'm gonna be in the office. If somebody asks, say I'll be back soon.

Why are you still standing here? Bring the bottles and a lot of food!

Goodbye, father.

Aim at the head, Andrey, at the head.

You are heartless. Why did you abandon your guests?

You?! How are you here?

With your hands trembling like that, you wouldn't have fired even point-blank.

Why did you freeze up, my dear?

You didn't shoot yourself and you aren't hugging me.

Don't look at me like I'm a ghost. I want to offer you a service.

A service that will save you from debt.

You will serve me and no one else.

I will pay you 20,000. I have 1,000 as a deposit with me.

- What do I need to do? - Don't worry.

The service is dangerous, you will like it.

Just let's not waste time.

- So, will Naryshkin help us? - Who knows, but right now

he is very interested in the identifying you requested of him.

Of course he is. It could be his daughter.

He shall go to Europe and make sure that the girl is a pretender.

But, Your Majesty, the fact is that he may not be the father.

And when he sees a pretty young girl, he will convince himself that

she is his daughter. Well, or they will convince him.

- Convince him? - I understand Naryshkin well.

He is old, no family, no children. He is lonely.

This is also my story. And here is such an opportunity

to find a daughter. Now it doesnt matter if she is his.

If the pretender charms him, he will easily name her

the daughter of Elizaveta. The granddaughter of Peter the Great.

Let's imagine the worst. If they meet Count Shuvalov there

and team up, make an agreement, then it wont matter whose daughter

she is, Naryshkins or Shuvalovs. They are both noble.

So young Louis will help her easily gather an army and money.

The Turks wont miss this chance. So we will wage against the rebels,

the Turks and France.

The pretender, one of the Romanovs, has her mothers fate.

No, her position is more stable. Empress Elizavetas mother was not noble.

We still dont know her last name and where she was from.

Find Shuvalov. Let your men go to Europe.

Of course, Your Majesty. Talking about Europe,

let me go to Leipzig to visit Alyosha. I am worried about him.

I need to see if he's okay. Ill ask around about Shuvalov.

Nikita Ivanovich, I need you here.

- Your men can ask around about Shuvalov. - As you wish.

Ivan Yakovlevich, are you tired of traveling in such dull conditions?

I am, Gavriil Romanovich. I wish you didn't lose our horses.

It is all in the past.

I feel lucky today.

- Gavriil Romanovich, no drinks today. - Ivan Yakovlevich...

Good afternoon.

Nice blades, gentlemen.

It's dangerous on the roads. Can't go without a weapon.

You are absolutely right. By the way, gentlemen,

what is heard about the pretender?

One pretender goes to Kazan with a large army.

The second is in Kazan, in the secret commission's prison.

There is also a Kalmyk from the Salsk steppes.

He only barks obscenely in Russian but calls himself emperor Peter III.

- Gentlemen, which one will be closer? - There will be fewer versts to Kazan.

So were going to Kazan, Gavriil Romanovich?

Meanwhile, the jackpot is ten rubles. Or we could play on the blades.

Gentlemen.

Come on. Make up your mind!

- You wanted to talk to me. - I wanted to ask you.

- Count Andrey Kirillovich Razumovsky- - He killed a nobleman in a duel.

It was an accident, Your Majesty, and he himself was badly wounded.

Dueling is prohibited. Just being present,

not to mention participation, is punished severely.

Your Majesty, but he stood up for the honor of the noble maiden.

- Be merciful. - I have heard other things.

He doesnt care about Yelaginas honor. Or the honor of married ladies.

- So why are you asking for him? - He is a friend of Pavel Petrovich.

Imagine how heartbroken your son will be if Razumovsky is sent to hard labor.

Heartbroken, right. Go, I will think about it.

- That's more like it. - Ah, Gavriil Romanovich.

I had a sword, "Damascus". 1200 layers.

And this piece of iron is rubbish. You go on someone with it, it will break.

You still strive for battle. No, we are doing it another way.

Gavriil Romanovich, will we scare rebels with your verses?

No, we'll ride in the post office cart and offer them money.

- Gavriil Romanovich. - 500 rubles.

And the boors will give this pretender to us.

On a platter and with an apple in his mouth.

500 rubles to the boors? 100 rubles.

We will spend 400 ourselves. How about it, brother Derzhavin?

You are right. Where's the coachman?

Take the horse.

How about we play another round? I feel like we should.

Yeah, we should.

So...

Gentlemen, is it true that the rebel was caught in Kazan?

There is one in the secret commission, known as the Immortal Mantis.

He sits locked up for the third month and, mind you, for all the time

did not eat a crust of bread.

- That can't be. - Mantis.

Funny it is for you, but people from neighboring fortresses

come to see this miracle.

Gentlemen. Palm.

Don't celebrate yet. I watched this man.

- Smart. - Never expected this from you.

Gentlemen, they are cheaters!

Coachman!

- Drive, dear! - Go, go.

Faster!

Nothing was here ten years ago.

Grigory Grigoryevich and I discussed the architect and the project.

- We dreamed of living here. - Well, yeah, the palace is nice.

Grigory Grigoryevich built it fast. The size is impressive.

- Is this your first time here? - Of course.

You ordered, I went here. What am I supposed to do here by myself?

- Your Majesty. - Oh God.

I should be angry with you, Katya, for not inviting me here earlier.

We're sorry, Your Majesty. Much has not been finished.

The plans include a stable for Orlov trotters, a race track,

Summer Palace, fountains.

I see, Alexei Grigoryevich, you have discovered the talent of a builder.

I'm just an observer, my brother is building it.

The residence is built to Grigory Grigoryevichs taste.

The palace of strict forms, a regular park, a pond.

- Strictness and military order. - Military parade ground.

It was planned so, Your Majesty. Our servants wear military uniforms,

receive ranks, and get promoted in service.

Our chef is an artillery colonel. The butler is a brigadier.

Grigory prepared for the meeting. He couldnt wait for it.

- Where is he? - He will be here soon.

There will be a surprise.

The law prohibits unauthorized wearing of a military dress.

From which I am concluding: if Grigory Grigoryevich was in his mind,

he would not allow this.

Judging by the reception, we are waiting for the general.

- Grigory! - Hello, Your Majesty!

Hello, dear! I have been waiting for you forever!

My dear fellow!

Hooray to Her Majesty!

Hooray!

I am afraid that he will not appreciate our gift.

Hell think we gave him a toy.

My brother isn't always like this.

I dont want to part with you any more.

Grigory, dear! Congratulations on your name day.

I'm giving you a project. You can build your palace.

The best land in St. Petersburg overlooking the Champ de Mars.

A donation for you.

Marvelous palace. And the windows!

And the roof. Not a palace, but the grace of God.

- And this is a donation- - I am so happy, Your Majesty.

The foundation is ready, you can start building.

Build a formation!

Triple hooray for Her Majesty!

Hooray!

Oh God.

Grigory Grigoryevich, this is a donation for you.

This one is dressed poorly. Bring him a uniform.

- Grigory! - Shall we leave, Your Majesty?

No.

- I'll calm him down. - Let's walk in the garden.

- Dear Katya. - Oh God.

I'm so glad to see you, Grigory! I'm glad we can talk.

When you stay with the empress to talk, behave as courteously as possible,

if the need arises, you can interrupt her,

although not too often. Be moderate.

The current empress loves passionate, but also humble natures.

- Do you ever think about Alexei? - Of course I do.

I worry about Alexei Grigoryevich more than I worry about myself.

- Do you want him back? - Now?

Well, not now, a little bit later. Do you want to get him back forever?

I want this more than life itself. I want him always around,

so that he wont start all sorts of stupidities.

Ill keep him in check. Now he is with me, and I am calm,

but I will worry when he leaves. Don't take him away, Mother.

- My brother should stay with me. - I wasn't talking about your brother.

- I was talking about your son. - And I am talking about my son, too.

He is your son, Mother.

Hello, my son!

Why are you so inanimate, huh? Do you like to fight?

- I loved to fight as a child! - Little has changed since then.

Here go the fists!

Theokla, take Alexei Grigoryevich and introduce him to Pavel Petrovich.

- Alexei Grigoryevich, let's go. - Alexei...

Sometimes it is impossibly sad without you here.

I start crying. Come here more often.

What do I need to do for this?

Let's go.

If you want to get something,

behave like a careful hunter in the forest.

- Are you an experienced hunter then? - No, I'm more of a forester.

- Please dine with us. - Sadly, I can't, Katya.

In heaven, souls feed on ambrosia, and we have meat on the table.

I have to go.

- Thank you for your service! - Glad to serve you, Your Excellency!

- Louder! - Glad to serve you, Your Excellency!

- Louder! - Glad to serve you, Your Excellency!

Grigory Grigoryevich, did you understand who that was?

Of course I did, Katya. They were our parents -

mother Lukerya Ivanovna and father Grigory Ivanovich,

they brought me a toy as a gift. Until now, I thought they were dead.

Your parents are happy: they saw that their son is a general,

St. Catherine around the neck, a gilded helmet –

their hearts were filled with pride.

They rejoiced for their daughter too, she grew up to be so beautiful.

Its time for you to marry, Katya, however you are too picky.

Promise to say “yes” to whoever comes first to ask for your hand.

I promise. You should rest, my friend.

I love you, sister. My little wife.

- Let's go. - He is mad.

Dressing servants in uniforms, giving them medals.

- Can I help you? - Thank you, Empress,

but my brother has already been looked at by so many medics.

Everyone says efforts are futile.

- Come to Petersburg. - Am I forgiven, Your Majesty?

You'll come back and serve, or are you too attached to this place?

- My heart is free. - Then come tomorrow.

No, come next week.

I am absolutely free from 7 to 9. See you, Alexei Grigoryevich.

See you, Your Majesty.

He is rude in manners, but he is also decisive and loyal,

which is extremely important. Extremely active and cold-blooded.

Well, it seems to me that I should stop listing his advantages.

You know that he has served you faithfully

and the country more than once.

I think that in difficult times you need to keep such people around.

- You're singing like a nightingale. - Well, the man is not very educated,

but he is a strong soul.

Voltaire wrote that strong souls converge more often than great minds.

- Why did you remember this? - Whoever I ban from court, you return.

Your Majesty, this is exclusively for the great benefit of the country.

And you? Can I trust you?

Entirely, Your Majesty. Although this is a strange question.

- I would like not to doubt it. - I will not give you a reason to.

Here is the stream. This is a mountain, a fortress on it.

- Is this a river? - This is a road!

What the hell, Chumak. I can't do this sober.

Ustinha, where are you?!

So? You like the girl?

- She is nice. - So marry her.

- She won't marry me. - Ustinha!

- Shush! - Did you call for me, sire?

Tell me, do you love anyone?

- I love my father. - This is commendable.

- Do you like anyone from my army? - No, sire.

I know a man who is of high rank and is not ugly, who likes you.

- Will you marry him? - I will.

- See, Chumak. - I will marry you this very second.

I wasn't talking about myself, you fool. She wants to marry the emperor.

- Chumak will be enough for you! - Stop messing with me.

- "I will marry you". - Thanks for nothing, Yemelyan.

- What's wrong? - I will go.

- Where? - Out there.

"I will marry you".

Are there any other contenders for the Russian throne?

In a week, four Pyotr Fedorovichs appeared in different places.

One from Tsaritsyno gathers people in the squares and shows his throat,

saying there is a furrow from a rope, which he allows non-believers to touch.

Three were caught, we are looking for this one.

What does such a number of pretenders mean?

The power is weakening! That's all her fault!

- Whose? - Elizaveta Petrovna's.

Either she looked farther than me, or she sent me greetings from the grave.

You cant deceive a noble man, but people will fall for it.

I was deceived, thought that was the last coup in Russia,

that a new era would come. No, the same thing continues.

Elizaveta, I was too tough for you in this world,

and you definitely wont get me from the other one.

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