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Show me where she is.
Mr. Chervinsky, believe me, I didn’t mean anything bad.
If I only knew this girl was someone’s property...
But she has recommendations! She says she is French.
Maybe it’s a misunderstanding.
The police will decide whether it’s a misunderstanding.
What? Why the police? I would never...
Step aside.
Here you are, you scum!
It’s the wrong girl.
Are you trying to deceive me?
Mlle Annette is our only governess.
Don’t rush it, Mr. Chervinsky.
We need to finish our business before you leave.
You promised 5,000 and gave me only 200. Please pay me the rest.
You crook! It’s the wrong girl!
-What? -Are you trying to take advantage of me?
I didn’t think... The girl looks just like your description.
Bastard!
Give me the money back and get lost.
What? What the... How...
Does the girl answer the description? She does.
It’s not my fault it isn’t her. Let go!
Stop!
Stop!
-Let me help you. -Leave me alone!
Come on, goddamn it!
Please, Fraulein Kitty! Let’s practice it again.
Volodia, you’re doing very well.
There is no need for that. You’re ready for the performance.
I’m nervous, Fraulein.
My godfather will be here today, and I will sing for him.
Come here!
He gave me this for my birthday.
Oh!
Wonderful, isn’t it?
I’m sure your godfather will love your performance, because he loves you.
Especially if you’re doing it not for new toys.
You’re wrong, Fraulein.
My godfather... he’s the best man in the world.
That’s why I want to do something nice for him. Not for the presents.
I’m sorry, Volodia. I misinterpreted your words.
Now I really want to meet your godfather.
Let’s practice again if you want.
Mother!
Grisha!
Hush, Grisha. You’ll wake up my grandson.
What? What are you saying, Mother?
What grandson?
He was never born.
He’s dead.
Grisha, so am I. Do you forget?
Come on, son.
You even didn’t visit my grave on the 40th day.
I’m sorry, Mother.
Why did you kill Aliosha?
Aliosha who?
What do you mean? Our neighbor, Aliosha Kosach.
He would be a great match for my Kitty.
I didn’t kill him! It’s not true!
It’s not nice to lie to your mother, Grisha.
Grigoriy Petrovich, it has been a while.
Go away!
Leave me!
Be gone!
Come on. Don’t be like that.
I miss you, and you never have time for me. You never come.
-No! -Grisha!
-Come with us. -No!
-Let’s go. -No, no.
-Come with us. -No, no.
-Come with us, Grisha. Come on. -No. No.
Let’s go!
No! Be gone, the evil spirit! Be gone!
Be gone!
Why are we going so slow?
We’ll drive the horses to death, Grigoriy Petrovich.
I said go!
Hiya!
What, my little bird?
Papa.
You shouldn’t have bothered Grigoriy Petrovich.
I could do without all of this.
I didn’t ask him to do this.
The bastard!
My dear, never mind him.
It can’t go on like this.
Orysia, pack a trunk for your mistress. We’re leaving the day after tomorrow.
I have decided. Please don’t argue with me.
We’re spending the autumn and winter in Italy. I’ve arranged everything.
Why, Papa?
Because soon there will be rains,
mud, and sleet all around,
and then it will be freezing cold.
Out there, it’s sun and warmth, the sea and the olive trees.
The doctor also said you needed a change of scene.
Papa.
You go alone.
I’ve been thinking.
I can’t keep hiding in this house.
Where are you going?
Back to Grigoriy, after everything he--
No.
I’m going to St. Trinity Monastery in Chernigov.
What?
Think about it.
Is there a better place
to find peace than a monastery?
Everything looks different from there, Papa.
I will confess,
repent my sins, I will pray...
No!
I won’t let you become a nun! Never!
I believe we wouldn’t need wars if people were a little smarter.
This is a dangerous idea, Olga Platonovna.
Do you really think so little about mankind
as you allow yourself to say?
Judge for yourself, gentlemen. What is the reason for any war?
They all happen over men’s ego,
the desire to prove the world that he is the strongest and the smartest.
You are such a romantic child, Olga Platonovna.
It’s much simpler than that.
Financial interests!
And politics is nothing but a fancy wrapping for dark motives.
Millions are made on any war.
Then it’s even worse.
Every kopeck means someone’s life.
Let them go to war for all I care.
-Maybe we can get our profit, too. -Yes.
Of course, Mr. Yurashko. Money doesn’t stink.
Hold your tongue, darling.
I sell bread. I feed people.
People want to eat both here and at the front.
Calm down, Yulian Yuryevich. Your grain saved many lives in the army.
A hungry soldier is no soldier.
Talk to me. One minute, one word.
Don’t avoid me, I’m begging you.
Not now.
Did you hear what Tyutchev said about the Crimean campaign?
A war between idiots and bastards.
-Olia. -What are you saying?
Really, this is inexcusable.
Nikolay Aleksandrovich!
Nikolay Aleksandrovich!
Do you agree with Mr. Tyutchev?
Tyutchev?
He is a great poet... and a smart diplomat.
Your Illustrious Excellency, Mr. Zhadan has arrived.
Finally.
Andrey Andreyevich, thank you for finding time for us.
Volodia has been waiting for you since the morning.
When you’re invited to dinner, you’re supposed to be at the table,
Andrey Andreyevich. Or are the rules not for you?
I was bored.
I’m sorry. I can’t be forgiven.
I’m a bit nervous.
I shall go check on Nikola.
Don’t be in a rush to behead me, though.
I might still be of use.
Nikolay, what?
Just... a spasm. It happens to me sometimes.
-Do you need help? -No. Excuse me.
You’re crazy. The house is full of people.
Yes, I’m crazy. I haven’t been with you for so long.
Please... Not here, not now.
-When? -I’ll come to you. Saturday at noon.
-Do you promise? -Yes.
Fraulein Kitty! Do you remember the sheets?
They will send for us any minute now.
They will send for us when the time is right.
Go. Go!
Right... Gentlemen, I think we’re on the brink of a revolution.
With ideas like these, Olga Platonovna should be at least a minister.
Bravo, mademoiselle!
Why not?
I think it’s unfair to remove women from social life.
Besides, we can do most of the things much better than men.
Take housekeeping, for one.
Who is responsible for a cozy home and nutritious food?
The wife, the housekeeper, the cook.
According to you, dear Olga Platonovna,
a cook is able to run a ministry.
I didn’t say that, but it’s a great idea.
If a good cook gets a decent education,
she can achieve a success in any business.
Yes, Platon Andreyevich, you have raised a revolutionary.
God forbid.
You should find her a husband
before a rebellious amazons’ society is organized in Kiev.
A Rebellious Amazons Society!
It’s the best name for a woman’s political circle.
Will you be our first philanthropist, Andrey Andreyevich?
I’m always ready to support a bold initiative,
especially if it’s started by you, Olga Platonovna.
Set the size of my contribution.
This is unbelievable!
A man suggesting something like this to a noble young lady!
I can understand that your origin,
Mr. Zhadan,
doesn’t allow you to...
Excuse me, gentlemen, why don’t we forget about the arguments for art’s sake?
Our Vladimir has been preparing a vocal surprise for you.
This is wonderful.
Godfather, this song is for you.
Thank you, Vladimir.
Fraulein, please.
Aliabyev. A song from the Ukrainian Songs Collection.
Bravo, Volodia, bravo!
Bravo!
Wonderful!
Did you like my singing, Godfather?
Of course I liked it.
A great choice and fantastic performance. Good job.
It’s Fraulein Kitty! She suggested the song.
She is my new German teacher.
Looks like she has great taste.
It was wonderful. You did a great job.
Now, you can go back to your room.
Can I stay with my godfather a bit longer?
No.
No.
Fraulein Kitty, thank you. Take your pupil upstairs to enjoy his success.
Dmitriy Vladimirovich, who recommended you the governess for Volodia?
Nobody.
Her appearance at our house is the result
of Yelena Aleksandrovna’s immense kindness.
But she speaks the language perfectly. I put her to a test.
Also, Vladimir is fond of her.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the ball season will be opened soon.
I hope to see everyone here.
Miss, my dear...
Take me with you.
How can you handle it alone?
The sisters at the monastery don’t have maids.
Let it be my vow.
I’m sorry, but you are staying here.
What shall I tell the master, Aleksandr Vasilyevich? He will scold me.
He won’t.
Tell him I want him to send you to Chervinka.
Your heart is there.
Easy, easy. Don’t. There, there.
Isn’t my word worth anything in this house?
What is this carriage doing outside?
Natalie, go back to your room. I forbid you to leave.
That’s it.
No, Papa. I’ll have to disobey you.
I’m not going there to become a nun.
But you have to understand I can’t live with this pain.
I need to be alone with my thoughts and feelings.
I will come back...
as soon as I find my peace. I promise.
Ma’am, Yosyp said everything was ready.
You can go if you haven’t changed your mind.
Goodbye, Papa.
I will pray God for your forgiveness.
Take care of yourself, daughter.
Here.
When did you do it?
I found time.
-So... -Wait.
Here.
Your honestly earned money.
Thank you.
I’d take more work if you have it.
-Galia... -Combing wool, embroidering, anything.
Are you trying to buy out Panas?
Galia, where would I find work for you?
It’s almost winter.
Galia, wait. Come here.
Don’t cry. Wait. Wait a second.
Here. For your Panas. You’ll pay it back when you can.
Enough, Galia.
You bitch!
What are you doing? You bastard!
It’s mine!
What the hellis she doing here?
None of your business. I invited her.
You can invite whoever you want when you become a lady. Get out of here!
-Don’t touch her! -I’ll kill you if I ever see you again!
Go, Galia, go.
You bastard! I wish your mouth caught on fire like my money did.
You have no power over me! You viper!
Pavla, you should think about your mother.
You’re free, but she was a bondmaid last time I checked.
Yakov Yuhymovych, the master is back.
Why was he so mean to Galia?
I thought they were lovers.
You fool!
Don’t you see?
You won’t wish this even on your enemy.
Auntie Pavla, I need to go to the village to visit with my family.
I’ll be right back and then I’ll finish cleaning up.
Go!
The bastard.
I hope he has a boil on his thing.
-Galia. Wait. -Be on your way, Darka.
Someone will tell the vampire you were talking to me.
They won’t. You were asking about work, so I remembered.
My uncle and his wife are looking for hired help.
Yashka told everyone in Chervinka he’ll punish anyone who would hire me.
So it won’t work.
They aren’t in Chervinka. They live on a farm in Zalesye.
The vampire hasn’t been there since summer. It’s far from here, though.
I don’t care as long as it’s a job.
Come with me, I’ll show you the way. They let me go for a while. Come on.
Post office 50...
The postman brought it this morning.
Again?
The crooks, the con artists! Look at this!
It seems that people saw our Katka in Poltava, in Saransk...
Here! In Kherson, too.
“We are prepared to bring the said girl to you
if you send 15 rubles for traveling expenses to be called for...”
Do they think I’m an idiot?
Grigoriy Petrovich, let me tell Marko to throw it all out.
“I’m begging for your noble attention...” Notice the style!
“I wouldn’t dare to bother you
if the appearance of a girl passing by
didn’t seem to me similar...”
I even know what will come next. “Send the money”!
“In Nezhin... Close haircut... A stain on her neck...”
It’s her! Yakov! It’s her!
Andreyevsky Descent, a brothel! Here!
Why are you standing there?
Great. And now…
Fraulein Kitty, this isn’t fair.
It’s two days till the ball.
How can we waste time on German grammar?
Volodia, neither of us needs some special preparations for the ball,
so we might as well continue. Come back.
-Why don’t we sing instead? -Vladimir!
-Good morning, Yelena Aleksandrovna. -Good morning, Katia.
Mommy! Fraulein Kitty wants to take me to the park for a walk,
but she’s too shy to ask for your permission. Will you allow it?
Of course. Of course, my dear. Go get dressed.
Wicked boy!
He thought I wouldn’t guess this walk was his idea.
But it’s for the best.
Katia,
last night... you...
were an accidental witness...
Yelena Aleksandrovna! It’s none of my business.
Nobody will hear anything from me.
You don’t owe me any explanation.
I can’t....
I can’t even explain it to myself.
Katia...
How did it happen to me? Katia...
What shall I do now?
We don’t need no sluts here.
Auntie Dusia, she isn’t a slut.
They took her husband to the army.
She needs to feed his family. They don’t have anyone but her.
-But you said yourself that she... -That’s nonsense.
I was deceived by gossipmongers.
Please.
Can she handle it?
She’d have to work her fingers to the bone.
-And she’s expecting... -Never mind that. I’m strong.
I’m not afraid of work, neither in the house nor at the barn.
Nor in bed with a man.
Dusia, shut up.
All right, we’ll see.
I hope you won’t run away on the first day.
Every time I tell myself: “That’s it.
I’m not going there again.” And every time I would go to him.
I felt as if my heart would stop without him.
Why did you stay?
Why didn’t you go to him?
You probably think it’s shameful.
You must be judging me for cowardice.
No. Not at all.
Katia, I could bear the shame and the punishment,
but Dmitriy Vladimirovich...
he would forbid me to see my son.
He’d take him away from me.
I wouldn’t survive it.
I couldn’t keep torturing Nicholas, either.
That’s why I broke up with him.
I thought it would be better for everyone.
Now he is back.
I can’t send him away again. It’s beyond my strength.
What am I to do, Katia?
Tell me.
You’ve been through so much.
What shall I do?
I have no right to give you advice, Yelena Aleksandrovna.
All I know is that nothing is more important than love,
except for maybe freedom.
Fraulein Kitty!
Where are you? I’m waiting.
I’m sorry, my dear. I held her up.
Thank you, Katia.
Why in German?
Since you said the walk was my idea,
I will decide how we are going to do it.
Not fair!
Well, Galina?
Are you still eager to work?
I can see you’re on your last legs.
That’s enough for today.
Here.
Take it.
Thank you.
I’m going. I’ll be back in the morning.
Where are you going?
You need to milk the cows before down.
-You won’t be back in time. -I will.
Sir, my mother-in-law is sick, and there is a hungry kid, too.
They don’t know where I am, and my mother-in-law has a weak heart.
If you aren’t back before dawn, you don’t need to come back.
-Find another job. -I will be back in time.
Olia, come to my room. I want to talk.
-What is this? -A book by Dumas.
-Henry III? -The other Dumas.
La Dame aux Camelias?
But... it’s indecent.
Mom, it’s a different Dumas. Jean Baptiste, the chemist.
The Physiology of a Plant. Agrochemistry, volume two.
The Camelias would be better. Hide it.
Where did you get it?
Andrey Andreyevich got it for me.
There is nothing wrong about science, no matter what father says.
-Did you want to talk to me about this? -No.
Your friendship with Mr. Zhadan.
Did Father put you up to it?
Why do you think so?
Don’t I have a mind of my own?
Mr. Yurashko is a good match.
He likes you. Before tomorrow’s...
Mother. You value me too low.
I’m not for sale. I’ll marry the man I chose.
You can chose all you want, but traditionally
it’s the man who proposes.
In this case, we need to set up a new tradition.
What are you up to, Olia?
Good night.
-Galia? Galia, is that you? -Yes.
Where have you been?
I found a job in Zalesye.
They’ll pay me 25 kopecks a day.
-Is that true? -It is.
It is.
What’s this?
Who did it?
The manager.
He said I shouldn’t touch the master’s willows.
Yashka... The mad dog!
Galia, it’s not enough.
It would take you three months to get enough to buy Panas out.
Look at you!
And I can’t do much, either.
-I wish I could learn a trade. -What?
-A tailor or a carpenter. -Go to sleep.
Who is there? What do you want?
Good morning.
It was good until you showed up.
They say you were looking for an apprentice.
Are you going to be my apprentice?
No, thank you.
I’m begging you, take the kid.
-What? -Panas’s little brother.
Are you crazy? Stand up.
-He’s a little boy. -I’m swift and strong.
Yasha took everything,
even the cow. Every kopeck counts now.
We need money to buy out Panas.
-Can you pump the bellows? -I can.
Thank you, Nazar!
Oh my God.
We’ll see... apprentice.
I knew this girl would be late.
The cows aren’t milked yet, but you are the nice guy for everyone.
Good morning, Timofey Yosypovich.
I milked the cows.
Hello, Yevdokiya Pilipovna.
Morning, Galia.
Bring the milk into the house. Don’t forget to feed the pigs.
Come here.
Uncle Nazar, I came here to learn, not to eat.
I want to become a blacksmith. Teach me.
You have been working since dawn.
Hello, Nazar.
Orysia…
-Peace be with you. -Peace be with you.
Peace…
Volodia, you have to accept it. Balls are for the adults.
That’s why your father wouldn’t let you go.
It’s for Nikola’s christening, and he is a child!
I don’t think Nikola is expected to be present.
Of course not.
Babies sleep at this time.
But I am not a baby.
You missed.
Godfather!
I’m glad to see you, Vladimir. I’ve been looking for you.
-Good morning, Fraulein. -Hello.
-This is for you. -Godfather! What is this?
Herr Bruster’s invention. It’s called a kaleidoscope.
You have to look in here.
It’s magic. Thank you, Godfather.
Can I show it to my mother?
Of course, my friend.
What the hell are you doing here?
I teach German to Volodia.
Don’t play stupid. You have to leave immediately.
Why?
Don’t pretend you don’t understand.
You’re a prostitute.
There is nothing wrong about it, but
you can’t stay around this little boy.
-I... I’m not... -I want you out of here by tonight.
Otherwise, I’ll tell Mr. Korenev all about your past.
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