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Your frock! It’s on fire.

I’ve put it out.

Are you all right?

I was scared for you.

No! Don’t.

Katia.

Please forgive me if I offended you.

I can’t.

I have no right.

Grigoriy Petrovich! You’re back!

Tea or cognac?

Grigoriy Petrovich! Are you all right?

Shall I call someone?

I’ll take care of your luggage.

Call me if you need me.

Lena?

What happened?

Lena?

I can’t live without you. I barely survived till morning.

How did you escape?

I said I was going to the monastery and would be back by dinner.

I asked the coachman to come back for me when the sun sets.

-So you’re mine till tonight? -Yes. Only yours.

-A reckless woman! -A woman in love.

Please, master.

I’m not your master. Didn’t I tell you?

Put it inside.

To the office?

To the Jewish Market, to old Yosel. He can mend it.

Come in.

Hello, Yakov Yuhymovych.

Did you sleep well?

None of your business.

Leave the food and go.

Here. It’s all fresh.

Here.

Oh! What is this?

Get out of here! Go!

Go!

Get lost!

Why are you sitting around?

Go back to work.

What bit you?

Yesterday you yelled like crazy, scaring the girls half to death.

You should at least apologize. And now...

What is in it?

Milk. It’s fresh. I poured it myself.

I saw it was milk.

It turned black right in front of me.

-What’s going on, Pavla? -You should confess, Yasha.

The cup of your sins must be full.

My mother says milk turns black only for those whose soul is black.

-After that, you can’t go to Heaven. -Nonsense!

You...

Shut up.

I soaked sugar in ink. Then it dissolved. That’s all.

Grigoriy Petrovich.

Excuse me, but there are visitors for you.

I didn’t invite anyone. Go to hell.

But he says you invited him.

Goddamn it.

All right, show him in. I’ll be right with him.

Nikita Alekseyevich!

What a pleasant surprise.

I didn’t expect you so soon, but I’m happy to see you.

Hello, Grigoriy Petrovich.

I was in Nezhin on business,

so I decided to take advantage of your kind invitation.

I wanted to introduce you to a true holy man - Luka Mitrofanovich Bozhedomsky.

-Nice to meet you. -Lies.

-What? -Your house is soaked with lies.

You don’t want to see us or anyone else.

You’re... a prisoner of your pain.

It tears apart your body and soul.

You’re wallowing in self-pity

and drowning your sorrow in cognac.

You’re not happy to have company.

How do you know?

Luka Mitrofanovich has a God’s gift. Many secrets are open to him.

He can bring lost souls into the fold,

cure the incurable, see what is hidden.

What? You don’t believe it?

You want proof.

Your soul isn’t as complicated as you think.

It’s torn apart by pain.

You are angry at your father

because he couldn’t protect your mother

and never saw you as his equal.

Even more,

you can’t forgive yourself for an innocent death.

Grigoriy Petrovich, Pavlina asks if the guests will stay for lunch.

Thank you. Why not have lunch with a generous host?

Yes, of course.

Do you have to go?

Can’t it wait?

My darling,

I want to stay with you

more than anything.

But I have to.

For a second it seemed to me

that we can always be this calm and happy.

Stay here, with me, forever!

Just say the word!

If you don’t want to be here, we can go to Nezhin or abroad,

to be as far as we can from the gossip.

He won’t let me take the children.

He will.

I’ll talk to Dmitriy Vladimirovich.

He is harsh, but he is no tyrant.

Let’s at least try. You have to understand.

We can’t live in the constant fear of being caught,

lying,

stealing out happiness... in secret!

What are you sacrificing your and my feelings for?

Why am I devoid of the right to be with the woman I love

and raise my own son?

-It’s as if you’re taking a revenge on me. -It’s not true.

It’s not true.

You know...

I love you.

All right.

Let it be the way... you want it.

All diseases come from black thoughts

and ungodly deeds.

They sear your body and soul like red-hot iron.

That’s why your leg hurts.

I have a bullet stuck in my thigh.

A battle wound.

Nonsense.

Anyone can cure himself.

If your soul is strong,

your body can extort anything.

Even a bullet?

You have to understand.

It’s nit this piece of metal

that tortures you but the worm.

What worm?

The demon that eats you from the inside, never leaves you in peace,

scares you at nights.

Will you tell me there is no worm?

Is it just the bullet?

Well, Grigoriy Petrovich, thank you for your hospitality.

Luka Mitrofanovich and I

should be back on our way.

There is a worm.

Yes.

Please stay.

Help me defeat it.

Nikita, call our brothers from Nezhin.

We’ll have a rejoicing...

tomorrow morning.

Why do you look like hell freezed over?

Did anyone ask for me? Was Nikolay Aleksandrovich here?

No, no Nikolay Aleksandrovich. Olga Platonovna was here, though.

She left a message.

Katerina Stepanovna...

I hope they didn’t see each other.

You said your guest was a big secret.

She’s in her room, sighing and praying. She rejected lunch.

She must be suffering.

Are you hungry?

No. Don’t wait for me.

I’ll work till late at my study.

Not you, too!

If they extracted the bullet from his leg,

it would be the best proof that it happened the way I told you.

He was scared when it didn’t go through.

When the surgeons failed to take it out, he became a hero.

He deserves to be flogged and sent to jail.

You weren’t exactly a righteous man, either.

He has to pay for what he had done anyway.

Why shouldn’t take an advantage?

You have to testify in court.

I promised to tell you everything, and I brought it to you on a golden plate.

But the court...

Who would believe me, anyway?

You’re a nobleman and a soldier. It’s your duty.

Duty!

I seem to owe everyone, Mr. Doroshenko.

One more debt... doesn’t make a difference.

You begged me for another chance.

Tomorrow, I’ll write down your statement and come back for you to sign it.

Everything is in your hands.

One movement of your hand,

and the best doctors and Kiev will fight for your life.

You’re good at blackmail,

Nikolay Aleksandrovich.

See you tomorrow.

See you then.

I am sick and unwell, brothers.

-Unwell. -Unwell.

-The murky water comes to me... -To me.

-A predatory snake is choking me. -Snake.

Our Lord put a sharp sword into my hand

to behead the diabolical beast.

All right.

Drink.

It’s all right.

You’re fine. Fine.

-I’m unwell. -Lie down.

Lie down.

Is it death?

No.

It’s how it’s supposed to be.

It’s good.

It’s right.

You’re being cleansed.

The darkness is coming out. Do you feel it?

I do.

I do.

Now he’ll sleep for 24 hours.

Now you definitely have a new pigeon in your flock.

Cure my Lavrin like you promised.

It’s the lack of faith that’s killing your son.

Let’s go.

This isn’t the place.

It’s complicated, Dmitriy Vladimirovich.

I know I’m asking for an impossible thing.

I... owe you so much.

It pains me to do this, but...

it can’t be helped.

If it can’t be helped...

I’m listening, Nikolay Aleksandrovich.

The thing is...

I’m in love...

with your wife,

we have been...

for a while.

If this passion was only in my heart, I would leave...

and never bother you or her again. But--

Don’t waste...

your words.

I know everything.

How long?

Long enough.

Why do you let me come to your house?

Why don’t you turn me out?

What would it achieve?

She loves you.

What would change...

if I refused to let you in?

You would keep seeing her in secret.

Besides,

you probably want to see your son, too.

Father,

I want to confess.

Speak, my child.

Father,

I have committed many sins

against the promises I gave here in the face of Lord.

I allowed a prohibited love to disturb me.

It hasn’t been a year since Aliosha’s death.

Is this God’s punishment for my indiscretion on thought?

Love is the highest manifestation of God.

It can’t be a punishment, my child.

If God wants you to love,

it’s His will.

But I can’t love.

My love doesn’t do anyone any good.

Everyone I love dies.

Godmother,

Aliosha,

my father,

Vasilina.

As soon as I get attached to someone, a disaster strikes.

Is that what God wants?

I understand this is stupid, and you don’t believe a word,

but believe me,

I sincerely regret the way it happened.

Calm down, Nikolay Aleksandrovich.

Sit down.

I’m not angry at you or her.

Maybe at myself.

The old fool!

If you buy yourself a young wife, at least try to make her happy.

But it’s too late.

I’m dying.

I’ll celebrate this Christmas if I’m lucky,

but I’ll hardly live to see the Epiphany.

-Dmitriy Vladimirovich... -Don’t interrupt me.

Lena doesn’t know.

And she mustn’t know. Don’t tell her anything.

You want to take her away?

I’ll allow it.

But not now. Don’t ask for the impossible.

Give me this month of happiness.

Let me die in her and the children’s presence.

Also...

after... take care of Volodia.

Raise him to be a worthy member of my family.

I promise.

As for Yelena Aleksandrovna...

Give her everything I was unable to.

One more thing.

Promise me...

you will do everything I asked of you.

Gentleman’s honor.

I'll do it.

But, Dmitriy Vladimirovich...

-Maybe doctors abroad... -Good! Good.

Now, let’s drink some cognac.

To your health!

There is no sense to drink to mine.

Katerina, don’t anger God with your despair.

He never sends a man more than he can bear.

He expects humility and boundless love from you -

to Him and the world He created.

But...

what if I’m not strong enough?

What if I can’t handle it?

Are you doubting God’s plan, daughter?

Remember, our Father gives consolation

to all of us on our Via Dolorosa.

If a feeling arose in your heart, you can’t nip it in the bud.

Rejecting God’s gift is a sin.

God help us.

Is it that bad?

Nicholas?

Nicholas, did he shout at you?

Does he want to take the boys?

I didn’t say anything. I’m sorry.

I have to leave for six-eight weeks.

I won’t be able to write.

Don’t look for me.

Nicholas.

What happened?

Tell me the truth. Do you hear? I have the right to know.

-I can’t. I’m sorry, Lena. -Enough.

That’s enough.

You’re... abandoning me.

I love you more than my life.

But everything has to stay the same.

The same?

No!

No!

You’re a coward!

Go away!

Get out of here!

What do you mean, she went out?

What are you here for?

You didn’t tell me not to let her out.

How would I know she couldn’t? I wouldn’t have let her go.

What is this fuss about? Your Katerina will come back.

You don’t understand. It’s dangerous for her.

A seedy character is looking for her, and not for an idle conversation.

Can you answer me how long she has been out?

A couple hours. I didn’t look at the clock, sir...

-I’m sorry. Andrey Andreyevich. -Idiot...

I’ll do better! Just don’t fire me.

Not you, me.

I hurt her feelings, and she ran away.

Cheer up. Your lost girl is back.

There was no need for all this fuss.

Katerina Stepanovna, it was very careless of you

to leave this house.

I’m not under arrest.

Of course not.

I...

After what happened yesterday, you must be oppressed by my company

and the need to stay at my house.

Please...

forgive my unreservedness.

I promise you it won’t happen again.

You can feel absolutely safe.

If you need something,

tell Yarina Dorofeyevna.

She will take care of it.

Just don’t expose yourself to danger.

I needed to talk to someone.

I’m sorry I made you worry.

Thank you for being so thoughtful.

I don’t know what you did yesterday, Andrey,

but think about it: she spends the entire day inside.

It can drive anyone mad. I would run away, too.

You should take her out somewhere.

Nikolay Aleksandrovich, hello. Thank you for coming.

I sent for you a few hours ago. The doorman said you had left.

Yes. I promised Mr. Reshetnikov to meet him this morning,

but I was held up by an urgent business.

But we can do this very quick.

He only needs to sign this. Do you have ink and a quill?

I’m afraid this is impossible.

-Why? -He is dead.

He got worse a few hours ago.

The doctor wasn’t able to do anything. That’s why I sent for you.

How come?

How can it be?

How could you do this to me,

Yegor Kuzmich?

Olga Platonovna! Hello.

What’s so urgent? If you have news, go ahead.

I do, and it’s quite exciting.

So tell me. Don’t be like a bobblehead.

There is a woman living in Andrey Andreyevich’s house.

Do you think I’m a fool? Of course there is.

-Yarina Dorofeyevna, his aunt. -No.

Yarina is an older lady, and this one is young and very pretty.

Who is she? Have you found out? She might be family or house help.

He has no family apart from his aunt.

And she looks too dignified for a servant.

Besides, he wouldn’t be so upset

if one of his maids disappeared for a couple hours.

And he was very upset. The entire Kiev must have heard him.

Have you found out who she is?

No.

Servants in that house are as incorruptible as Swiss guards.

They won’t say a word.

Yes. Andrey Andreyevich has this influence on people.

They would follow him through fire and water.

-So find a way to get her name! -Listen!

I know what to do.

That’s why I called you.

We only need help from a friend of Andrey Andreyevich’s

who has access to his house.

Good morning to you, too, Yakov Yuhymovych.

What is it this time?

-Here. Look. -Yuck!

They were lying in a row on my threshold,

facing my room.

Why did you bring this filth in my kitchen?

Are you out of your mind?

Don’t shout! Something is wrong.

Someone is jinxing me.

First the spiders, then the black milk, and now this.

Someone wants me to perish.

Well... did you have to touch the devil’s omens?

-How do you feel? -Me?

Not that great.

Nothing hurts, but...

See?

You should have burned them where you found them.

Now you’re in trouble.

How would I know? Pavlina, help me!

Your mother is a witch. Do something!

Not a witch.

A medicinal woman. There is a difference.

There isn’t much I can do.

Maybe my mom can.

You should go to her before it’s too late.

This is yours now.

I hope the seamstress guessed the size right.

What is this?

Open it and look.

I think it’s just what you need.

Put it on.

Great!

It’s a beautiful hat.

But what for?

Now you are... completely unrecognizable.

But...

what for?

I have enough clothes.

Next time you feel like going to confession, nobody will recognize you.

I’m sorry, but your clothes can give you away.

And you can’t stay locked in here all the time.

So,

if you don’t mind,

I’d like...

to ask you for a walk.

Now?

Why not?

Tell me where you would like to go.

Show me your favorite place in Kiev.

What is this?

The first hospital for Kiev’s workers and craftsmen and their families

will soon be opened here.

For those who can’t afford a visit to the doctor.

Is this your brainchild?

Yes.

Maybe it was silly, bringing you here.

But it’s my favorite place in Kiev.

You probably want to go to the Merchants’ Garden.

Just wait a few minutes.

I promised Mr. Yosel to organize

an auction to raise money to buy out his mechanic.

We just need to arrange a meeting.

Wait. Can I come with you?

I’d like to have a look at the hospital while you’re busy.

You don’t have to. You will be bored.

Why do you always put words in my mouth?

Can I decide for myself what bores me?

Or do you think a stupid girl like me should stay in the carriage?

Come on.

We have even seen the surgery rooms. Now you have seen everything.

Katia, is something wrong? Did I upset you?

No, no.

Thank you for showing me around.

So much love and effort was put into all this.

You even set up special rooms for children.

I envy you, Andrey Andreyevich.

It’s truly your life’s cause.

I wish I could help people like you.

Relieve someone’s pain, cure diseases,

give hope to the desperate.

Katia,

follow your heart, and everything will work out for you.

I have long understood that when you really want something,

fate gives you a chance to get it.

Come on. They are waiting for you.

Yosel, hello.

Is it your jack of all trades dreaming about freedom?

Hello to you, Andrey Andreyevich. Of course, that’s the man.

Yarina Dorofeyevna said

you could arrange it right here.

God help us.

Do you understand?

If you deceive me; if you tell anyone you saw Katerina Stepanovna,

Yosel’s protection will not do you any good.

I swear to God and all His angels I won’t say anything.

Cross my heart.

I thought I was losing my mind, seeing dead people.

I’m so happy to see you!

Katrusia! Finally, someone I know.

What are you doing here? Did you run away?

No, I asked to let me go on render and ended up with Uncle Yosel.

Now I want to be a free man.

If I get 500 rubles for my inventions at tomorrow’s auction, I will be free.

Why did you bring this mechanism?

I told you, if he can’t fix it, just throw it away.

That’s the thing. He fixed it, Andrey Andreyevich.

He wanted to give it to you himself to thank

you for the auction.

-So you’re really good at it. -Yes, that’s our Lukyan.

Nobody appreciates it. Only Uncle Yosel believes in me.

If you’re interested in mechanisms, come to the auction tomorrow.

I invented a moving armchair for stairs

and a mechanical brush.

Maybe I will.

How can I miss a mechanical brush?

Hello. Is Andrey Andreyevich at home?

He said not to receive any visitors today.

I see.

Come on.

Thirty-two!

I won!

Auntie, admit it, you are cheating!

You can’t be lucky for the third time in a row.

She can’t.

-No need for stupid formalities. -Olga Platonovna!

Andrey Andreyevich will be happy to see me.

Hello, Andrey Andreyevich. Mrs. Yarina!

I’m sorry I came uninvited. I brought eclairs, though.

Olga Platonovna, what brings you here?

I couldn’t stay at home knowing

that you have bought a magic lantern. Promise you will show it to me.

I don’t think we’ve met.

You?

What are you doing here?