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TV CHANNEL RUSSIA

MOSFILM

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Film by KAREN SHAKHNAZAROV

ANNA KARENINA

Based on Leo Tolstoy's novel, "Anna Karenina",

and on Vikenty Veresaev's "On the Japanese War"

In the late 19th century,

the Russian Empire and the rising Japan

began a fight for influence in the Asia-Pacific region.

Following Russia's swift advance

towards the Pacific coast and Korea,

a war broke out between the two powers in 1904.

The land campaign was fought in Manchuria,

an ancient region of Northeast China.

MANCHURIA, SEPTEMBER 1904

Anna Karenina YELIZAVETA BOYARSKAYA

Vronsky MAXIM MATVEYEV

Karenin VITALY KISHCHENKO

Sergei Karenin KIRILL GREBENSHCHIKOV MAKAR MIKHALKIN

Oblonsky IIVAN KOLESNIKOV

Dolly VICTORIA ISAKOVA

Betsy ANASTASIA MAKEYEVA

Countess Vronsky TATIANA LYUTAYEVA

Wounded Captain ALEXEI VERTKOV

Written by ALEXEI BUZIN KAREN SHAKHNAZAROV

Directed by KAREN SHAKHNAZAROV

Sir, after the shelling... both head doctor and supervisor

disappeared. What are we to do?

Sergei Alekseyich, you're the Senior Doctor...

Now you should...

Yes. Given the situation, I will take command of the hospital.

Music by YURI POTEYENKO

Director of Photography ALEXANDR KUZNETSOV

Art Director SERGEI FEVRALYOV

Production Designer YULIA MAKUSHINA

Costumes by DMITRI ANDREYEV VLADIMIR NIKIFOROV

Make-up by LUYDMILA RAUZHINA

- What are those? - Bandits. The Japanese did this.

- Give them a decent burial. - Yes, Sir.

And raise the Russian flag and the flag of the Red Cross.

Sound Director GULSARA MUKATAYEVA Video Editor IRINA KOZHEMYAKINA

But, Your Honor... we've lost the one of the Red Cross.

- What? When? - The day before yesterday,

- during the bombardment. - Find it now.

Without the flag, the Japanese will destroy us.

Yes, Sir!

And put a guard in the Chinese Temple.

Have mercy, Sir...

Give him an injection!

We've suffered big losses.

The Kulikovo Regiment lost 1,500 men...

- How's the Lieutenant? - He's dead.

- Damn it! - Take him away!

I told you he's dead.

Yet you're still bringing him here!

Executive Producer GALINA SHADUR

Where are you taking the stretchers to?

Come on, lads, give us a hand!

Producers ANTON ZLATOPOLSKY KAREN SHAKHNAZAROV

- What have you got there? - His hip was partly blown off.

EPISODE 1

The bone is shuttered. He lost a lot of blood. He might not survive.

Stitch up and bandage him, and put him on a saline drip while he's out.

Water!

- How many are seriously wounded? - 27 already.

Stomach and head wounds. A half of them definitely won't survive.

We can't clean the wounds. Not enough boiled water.

Use alcohol.

Water!

What are you doing?

We were ordered to bury the dead.

Right here? Are you out of your mind?

Get them outside the village and bury them there!

Stretchers! Quickly! The officers...

My Lord, so many wounded.

Good day.

Staff officers; both are seriously wounded.

It's such a ridiculous story...

They were in their tent, a mile away from the action!

Having a game of cards!

Suddenly, a shell landed right in their dugout.

One was killed, two were wounded. The fourth stayed unharmed.

All right; see you...

Take a look at the Colonel first. He's an important one.

We would've won with those hands! Sure thing!

Right! With the talon I had eight of the diamonds.

Ventskovsky threw the diamonds off...

No way!

It was clear the game was going on the renounce, on the diamonds...

He would've pulled me down! Ah, to hell with him!

Why couldn't he move to the clubs and play the little slam?

How is he now, I wonder?

It was so stupid.

So stupid...

Take him away, Nurse.

You can take him.

Stretcher bearers, take him away.

Stitch him up.

The bone's not damaged.

Want the shard as a souvenir?

No need, Doctor. I'm not a sentimental man.

As you wish.

- Where's Karenin? - Here I am.

My dear Sergei Alekseyich, you're a marvel.

Having taken command, you saved the Hospital.

I'll be recommending to present you an award.

Let's not discuss this here, Sir. Let's go.

Count, is this you?

- Ah, Ivan Semionych... You're also here.

I didn't know that.

You were living abroad...

I was. But now I'm here.

Same as you.

- It was so stupid. Have you heard of? - No.

I made it through the Balkan War, fought 3 battles here, and finally...

got caught playing cards.

Quite the turn of events.

Stay strong.

Thank you, old chap!

Take good care of the Count.

He should have his own room. The Count Vronsky is a very important man.

- What did you say? - The Count Alexei Vronsky.

I have to go. Your supervisor was killed, you're in charge now.

Alright.

How's your leg?

Not too painful?

It's bearable.

The wound's not serious.

If there are no complications, you should recover quickly.

I knew you'd come...

- You're Anna's son, aren't you? - Yes, I am.

My name is Sergei Karenin.

I suppose you don't like me a lot...

To be honest, I don't like you at all.

Once, I wanted to shoot you.

I even bought a revolver.

What do you need from me?

I'd like to learn about my Mother...

Why did she do it?

Doctor, can I talk to you?

Yes, of course. What do you want?

You see, Doctor,

last spring in Crimea, I received a cactus treatment;

- it helped a lot... - Of course... I know about that.

Cactuses cure all diseases...

- Lay back. - Everyone must

- undergo that treatment... - Sure, of course.

- The cactus is a very useful plant. - Yes.

The cactus...

How is the Captain?

Very bad. His skull's punctured.

It has started to fester.

As you can see, he's delirious.

Why do you need to know?

I used to hate her.

I even despised her.

All my life, all I knew about her was what I heard from people

who basically hated her.

I often think of her...

I just can't understand why she did it.

Such a horrific death.

I can't understand.

How do you know that I'll tell you the truth?

People remember such things which suit them.

As for the love, there is always more than one single truth.

Alright.

Tell me your truth.

It's been thirty years...

I remember that day.

I remember the building I went into at the station.

Sacks, boxes and junk were lying all around.

She was there on the table

covered in some old rags.

The coachman told me; I had sent him to the station to deliver her my note.

He came back with a pale face.

I seem to have asked him,

"Did you see her? Did you pass the note?"

He didn't reply. Didn't say a word.

I asked him again, "What's the matter? Answer me!"

Then he said,

"A woman rushed under the train..."

He didn't say it was her. He just said "a woman".

But somehow I knew it was her.

Was she...

was her body mutilated?

Her head and face weren't injured.

The look in her eyes was chilling.

In what way?

It was neither pain nor suffering.

Her eyes held something akin... triumph.

And I recalled her the way

she was the first time we met

at another railway station -

she was mysterious,

charming,

loving,

searching for happiness and making others happy.

Your Excellency!

MOSCOW, 1872

- Who are you meeting? - My Mother.

She's coming from St. Petersburg.

I was waiting for you yesterday till 2 o'clock.

Where did you go to from the Scherbatskys?

To my home. Honestly, I felt so good after the Scherbatskys,

that I didn't want to go elsewhere.

I know fiery horses by their brand,

and I know young people in love by their eyes.

- And who are you meeting? - I?

A beautiful woman.

Really!

Shame on the one who interprets it wrong! It's my sister Anna.

- Oh, Karenina? - Do you know her?

I think I do. Though I'm not sure...

Honestly, I don't remember.

But you surely know my Brother-in-law Alexei, don't you?

I do, by his reputation and appearance.

I know he's clever, educated, even he's a kind of divine...

But, you know, it's not my area of expertise.

He's a great man. Slightly conservative but fine.

All the better for him.

- Is it coming yet? - Don't worry;

it'll arrive any minute now.

Thank you.

All the modern girls are absolutely crazy about him.

Alexei! How are you?

How's your journey? Let me introduce...

Anna Arkadievna Karenina.

Forgive me, I did not recognize you.

We met so briefly that I'm sure you don't remember me.

I would've recognized you because your Mother and I

have been talking about you all the journey long.

Anna has a son; he's eight years old, I believe.

They've not been apart before, so she keeps worrying.

Yes; I kept talking about my son, and the Countess - about hers.

Thank you so much. The time passed so quickly.

Well, Countess, you've met your son.

And all my stories ran out!

I'd have nothing more to tell you.

But I could have travelled the world with you not getting bored!

You are one of those rare sweet women

with whom one can either talk happily or be silent.

Now please, don't worry about your son.

You can't always stay together.

Goodbye, my dear. Let me kiss your pretty face.

I must admit, I've lost my heart to you.

I can't see my brother though.

Imagine: her brother was supposed to meet her but...

- Your brother is here. - Well, find him then, Alexei.

Oblonsky! Over here!

Anna!

- Stiva! - My angel!

I'm so glad to see you!

- How was your journey? - It was wonderful.

Throughout the way, I've been talking to the Countess Vronskaya; she's lovely.

I'm so happy!

Are we going?

We are waiting for Lavrenty.

Mrs. Karenina is charming...

Her husband had seated her next to me, and I was very pleased.

We've talked throughout the entire journey. And you...

And you, they say, are still in your perfect love.

Is that so?

All the better, my dear.

I don't understand you, Mother.

Are you in good health, Mother?

Yes, I'm perfectly well. Alexandr was very kind.

Marie grew even more beautiful.

She's very attractive...

In any case, I've visited them not in vain.

The christening was wonderful.

Too bad you couldn't come; it's your nephew, after all.

He's a very good child.

And Mother started telling about her grandson's christening,

her journey to St. Petersburg,

Emperor's special favor toward my elder brother,

and about other things of that sort...

I don't remember exactly.

In fact, I wasn't listening.

I was thinking of Anna.

Then I didn't realize yet what was happening to me.

But now I can say for sure: at that moment, I fell for her.

Your brother will soon command one of the Guard Regiments!

I'm so happy for him!

Here's Lavrenty.

My respects, Countess. Everything is ready, please.

Are you still here? Where is your brother?

He went to see what happened. It seems someone was crushed.

There he is.

God! It's horrible!

Anna, if you only saw it! It's terrible!

- What? - Countess.

What happened?

The watchman was either drunk or didn't hear the train, so he was crushed.

Over there...

- Oh my God... - If only you saw it, Countess.

Terrible! They said, he was the only provider for his large family.

Such a nightmare!

Can something be done for his wife?

I'll be right back, Mother.

Take a big piece of burlap,

wrap him up, and take him away as soon as possible.

And for now, cover him with something.

Please, give this to his wife.

Such a horrific death.

On the contrary, I think it was an easy and instant death.

I would disagree; her voice is truly marvelous.

I'm sure she'll soon conquer the capital scene.

- We can go now. - Alexei, I hope to see you at ours.

- Good bye! - Best of luck!

You gave me 200 rubles.

Please, specify, to whom did you designate it?

To the widow. Why do you even ask?

You did?

Very nice, very nice.

He's a nice chap, isn't he?

Have you known Vronsky long?

Yes. He's one of St. Petersburg's the "crème de la crème" youths.

Terribly rich and vastly connected.

"Aide-de-camp" and, overall, a nice chap.

You know, we hope he'll marry Kitty.

Will he?

Let's talk about you now.

Let's talk about your affairs.

I've received your letter,

and here I am.

Yes, all my hopes lie with you.

Well, tell me everything.

She wants to leave and to take children with her.

Don't worry, God grants all be well.

She won't forgive; she won't be able to forgive!

Worst of all, it's my entire fault... But it isn't!

Well, when a man is married and loves his wife

- but falls for some other woman... - Did you talk to Dolly?

- I tried to convince her. - What did she say?

She despises and detests me! But for God's sake,

she must think about children; they are innocent.

She should punish me, order me to atone for my guilt.

I'm ready to do anything I can!

I cannot express how guilty I am. But she ought to forgive me!

Anna, how can it be that 9 years won't overweigh a few moments...

a few moments of fancy? I do realize the gravity of my situation.

I feel sorry... for her, for children, for myself...

Calm down.

Do you think he understands how grave my situation is?

Not at all! He's happy; he's content.

No! He... He's miserable.

I was unable to contain my pity.

We both know him. He's kind

but he's prideful, and now he's so humiliated.

But I was most touched, Dolly, by two things paining him:

his shame in front of the children and that, while loving you...

- What? - Yes, Dolly, while loving you,

he has hurt and destroyed you.

But she is so young and beautiful...

And you know, Anna, all my youth,

all my beauty was taken away by him and by his children!

And of course, now this fresh, vulgar creature delights him more!

No, it's over! Why do I labor; why do I try?!

Why these children?!

Worst of all is that suddenly instead of love

and tenderness I feel nothing toward him

but anger. Yes, anger! I would have killed him!

Darling Dolly, I understand it but don't torture yourself.

Don't torture yourself. You're so insulted and anxious

that you see many things wrong, Dolly.

Anna, dear, give me some advice.

I've pondered it all... I cannot see anything...

Dolly, darling, I quite understand you

but I don't know one thing...

I don't know...

I don't know how much love for him remains in your soul.

Only you know if there's enough to forgive him.

If there is, forgive him!

You're his Goddess; you has always been, you're still are the one...

and this affair has nothing in common with his soul.

What is this affair repeats itself?

It cannot. It will not.

I'm sure of it.

I know it.

Would you be able to forgive?

I don't know.

I can't judge.

Though I can.

I can, I do.

I can.

Yes, I could forgive!

I wouldn't be the same, but I could forgive -

as if nothing of the kind has ever happened.

Nothing at all!

Of course.

Or else, it wouldn't be forgiveness.

"Forgiving" means "forgiving completely".

Completely.

Completely.

It's so good for you to come.

I feel better.

I feel better.

How dare you give me that. I'll report you.

You won't dare to!

I won't let it slide! I'll file a complaint!

A complaint!

Then I went to the Oblonsky household.

- It was in the evening. - Why did you go there?

Why...

You know... I don't remember it exactly.

I suppose I wanted to see her.

And, strangely enough,

I did see her.

Announce Count Vronsky.

Alexei?

Vronsky!

Come in! We're always glad to see you.

Thank you. I won't be long, in fact I...

Well don't make me feel awkward standing there by the door!

Sorry, I must go. Bye!

Vronsky came but he didn't want to stay.

He seemed strange.

- When is the ball? - Next week.

It'll be a fine ball; one which is always fun.

Are there balls where it's always fun?

Don't you know that balls are different?

At the Bobrischevys', it's always fun, as well as at the Nikitins'.

But at the Meshkovys', it's boring.

Haven't you noticed that?

No, dear. For me, there are no more balls where it's fun.

Only those that are less tiresome and less tedious.

How can you be bored at a ball?

Why can't I be bored at a ball?

Well, you're always better than everyone else.

First, I'm not, and second,

even if it's true, why would I need it?

So are you going to the ball?

I think I cannot avoid it.

I haven't decided yet.

I would be very glad if you went.

Your children have drained you completely.

You can't sit indoors with them all the time.

Sometimes you shall amuse yourself.

Alright. At least if I have to go,

I'll find solace in the thought that I'm pleasing you.

I already picture you at the ball, wearing violet...

But why violet?

Me, me first! No, me first!

- My darlings. - Bless you.

Well, help yourselves.

Take the patties. Take it.

- Who is the hungriest? - Come here.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

Let me show you my Seryozha! Look.

There. Look how he's grown.

- Hasn't he? - He has.

Princess...

I feel sorry I didn't have the pleasure of seeing you for such a long time.

I was delayed, Princess.

But you promised me the quadrille.

And this is the mazurka.

Yes, of course. Forgive me.

Mrs. Karenina, may I have the pleasure of this dance?

Aren't you dancing with Princess Shcherbatskaya?

- No. - Well, if you insist, let's have a dance.

Anna, everyone was at your feet tonight!

What are you talking about?

Honestly...

Although I don't understand who it was.

- Everyone or someone in particular? - Someone?

Why someone?

I was watching her and thinking - no, it was not the crowd's admiration

but the rapture of just one that intoxicated her. And that man...

Is that really him?

Stiva, stop it.

Do you really think that this officer and I

might have any kind of relationship

aside from usual acquaintance?

Captain.

Yes, of course.

Everything's fine.

Who are you?

What's your name?

Your name?