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Brothers, let's pray for her cleansing!

For Your glory...

I am doing this.

Let the Light

be with you.

Light!

Light!

Light!

You won't find forgiveness in this world or the next one.

Devil's power is great.

Brother Anisim, lock her for now.

We'll have to repeat the prayer tomorrow.

I told you...

her presence would do no good to this house.

Cleanse her, Helmsman.

I know you can do it.

Ask anything you want.

Do you realize the potential consequences of this paper of yours?

I understand, Yevgeniy Prokofyevich.

It's not just a paper.

It's major evidence of Grigoriy Chervinsky's crime.

To listen to you, he's a veritable devil.

Deserted from the battlefield, stole the orders, shot the neighbor!

And all you've got are the words of a criminal condemned to the gallows.

Order the police chief to file these papers

and open a criminal case against Chervinsky...

or I'll go to Kiev

and do it myself.

All right, Nikolay Aleksandrovich.

Leave the papers with me and come back in a week.

I'll think about it.

We can't disgrace our district before the entire empire.

I understand you perfectly.

What's so urgent, Yelena Aleksandrovna?

Is something wrong?

Dmitriy Vladimirovich asked to send for you this morning.

He was asking for you every half an hour.

Oh God. Is he alive?

Yes.

I was afraid of the worst.

I expect it every morning...

when I open my eyes.

I keep thinking...

I would have found a way to help him...

if I knew about it earlier.

Don't torture yourself.

You were a perfect wife for my godfather.

Don't make

Dmitriy Vladimirovich wait.

I'll come with you.

Finally.

I thought you had decided

not to burden yourself

with the sight...

of the dying old man.

I'm sorry, Godfather, but you can't die just yet.

You promised to lead me to the altar.

The wedding is cancelled, so you'll have to stick around for a while.

What?

What do you mean, cancelled?

I...

absolved Mr. Zhadan from his word.

I think we can't be happy together.

It would be silly to doom us both to be unhappy until death do us part.

My dear, do you mind?

I need to talk to Olia in private.

Of course.

I will leave you to it.

How did your father react?

He doesn't know yet. I'm gathering myself together to tell him.

God willing...

he will understand.

I have a request for you, Olia.

Give this to Yelena Aleksandrovna

two days after my funeral.

It won't be long now.

I'll do it, Godfather.

I'm not asking you to commit a crime, my friend.

Why are you so flustered?

What if Grigoriy Petrovich pays out the interest to the bank one of these days?

Then there will be nothing to talk about, and this money...

will be your Christmas present.

Don't worry; everything will be legal.

Mr. Chervinsky's estate

will soon be sold at an auction,

and someone will forget to place an announcement in the paper.

Nobody is going to pay triple price for Chervinka anyway.

One participant is enough for the bank to get its money back.

Well, if the bank gets its due, and no one gets hurt...

Just tell me how much I have to pay for the estate...

and my donation for the participation in the auction, so to say.

The donation is 1% of this amount.

What?

Does Grigoriy Petrovich burn money in his fireplaces?

You can buy a part of the estate

if nobody wants it in whole.

No.

Not only the Chervinskys and Doroshenkos can rule this area.

Suslov is no patsy, either.

Don't be afraid, Katia. Nobody wishes you ill.

It's all for your good.

Is this good for me?

It was necessary.

A horrible demon was inside you, Katia.

It needed to be extorted.

But now it's over.

Katia.

Don't you want everything to be like before...

when Mother was alive...

before all those horrors...

and deaths.

What do you want from me, Grigoriy Petrovich?

Read to me.

-Read to you? -Yes.

Like you used to read to my mother. Please.

"Moonlight mixed up with some strange and charming glow.

He had never seen anything like this before.

Silver fog covered everything.

Levko looked in amazement at the immobile waters of the pond."

-What is it? -Don't be angry with me, sir.

A visitor for you. He looks important.

He says he won't talk to anyone but you.

Andrey Andreyevich Zhadan.

Excuse me.

Bring him into the study.

Oh, damn it.

Hello, everyone.

Frog stomp on your foot!

Lukyan!

-Yes. -Are you back?

I came on important business.

Aunt Pavlina, can you find a bowl of your famous borsch for me?

I wish.

We've been living on kasha

and potato broth for days.

Has the master lost all his money?

Only his mind.

He lets God knows whom into his house...

and they lay down their own rules.

They say they are the Skopets.

That's horrible.

Off you go.

What did you need me for so urgently,

Andrey Andreyevich?

Your face looks familiar. Have we met before?

Hardly.

It's rather you...

who needs me, Grigoriy Petrovich.

I came here with a business proposal

that can save you.

Save me?

Nonsense!

What are you going to save me from?

I know for a fact you owe a lot of money to the local bank.

If you don't pay it out,

your estate will be sold at an auction.

I don't know how much time you have,

but I don't think you will be able to gather together so much money.

I'm prepared to give it to you.

What do you want in exchange?

You will set free your bondmaid...

Katerina Verbitskaya.

You want to buy Katerina for 300,000?

I don't buy people.

You will give her a manumission.

Here is a check...

for the mentioned amount.

We can finish with it here and now.

Call the brothers. Quick!

You won't get Katerina!

No matter how much you want to pay! Got it?

-Get out of here. -I'm not leaving without Katerina.

She belongs to me!

Get him out of here.

This man is a rebel!

I will be back. Don't doubt it.

God forbid you touch a hair on her head.

Get out of here. Out!

Bastard!

Goddamn it!

Beautiful dress.

You look like a real lady.

What is it, Katia?

Sit down.

Do you want to tell me something?

No.

Pick up the book, then.

I want to hear the rest.

Come on!

"She was as pale as the moonlight...

but wonderfully beautiful.

She smiled, and a shiver ran through Levko.

'Sing me a song, young Cossack!'

she said gently, bending her head sideways and closing her eyes.

'What song shall I sing you, dear girl?'

Tears rolled down her pale cheeks.

'Cossack,' she said,

and there was something inexpressibly touching in her tone."

Andrey, this is stupid. I warned you!

Why didn't you come to me first?

I thought he would agree to that deal.

But no, my friend. He is insane.

Not just insane.

This bastard has blood on his hands.

He killed once,

and I think he will do it again.

We have to get Katia out of that den no matter what.

I hope you will get the rest, and your enterprise will be a success.

From your lips to God's ears. You helped a lot. Thank you.

Papa, Amvrosiy Yulyevich,

let me introduce you to my close friend,

first guild merchant Andrey Andreyevich Zhadan.

Nicholas talks a lot about you.

-I'm glad to meet you finally. -Me too.

I thought the rumors were exaggerated.

They turned you into a mythical figure.

Is it true that you were a bondman?

And proud of it.

A man is not what he was born but what he becomes.

Really?

How did you manage to do so much in this short time?

Are you a millionaire now?

Amvrosiy Yulyevich, my friend brought important news from Kiev,

so, if you excuse us...

I understand.

I've overstayed my welcome.

You shouldn't be shy, young man.

Making such an impressive capital through your own efforts!

You should be proud.

I hope we'll meet again.

God willing, we will.

I'm sorry.

Suslov has never been known for his tact.

Believe me, I have heard worse things about me.

But you do need to know something about what's going on in Kiev.

"Darling Yelena,

just say a word, and I will never disturb you again

with my letters, words, or even a glance.

Am I deceiving myself?

Isn't your heart full of the same all-encompassing feeling as mine?

Please don't torture me anymore with doubts and uncertainty.

I don't dare to ask you for a reply.

Just say one word to the messenger, yes or no.

It will seal my fate."

-Yes. -"Forever yours, Nikolay."

Yes.

His Illustrious Excellence asks you and Vladimir Dmitrievich to come.

Thank you. I'm coming.

Wait.

Burn this.

These papers aren't needed anymore.

Poor Lena.

It must be hard for her to deal with all this alone.

Did you leave because of his sickness?

I gave my word to Korenev.

Also, I needed to find a witness in Chervinsky's case.

It was all in vain, though.

The marshal of the nobility refused to open a case against it.

So? Will you stay idle? Will you let him get away with it?

No, I won't leave it, Goddamn it.

In any case,

please don't tell anyone, least of all my sister.

-She will find out anyway. -Not just yet.

Natalie still loves him.

I need to prepare her.

What...

do you have to prepare me for?

Natalie,

meet Andrey Andreyevich Zhadan, my good friend.

Papa said you were with a remarkable guest,

that's why I came down.

Be so kind to answer my question.

What is it you're hiding from me about my husband?

I'm sorry. I have to give some orders.

I'll leave you.

Nicholas, I'm listening.

"‘I will be the raven!’ called one from the midst.

Levko watched her closely.

Boldly and rapidly she ran after the dancers,

and made every effort to catch her prey.

Levko began to notice that her body was not transparent like the others.

Suddenly there was a cry..."

Beware!

Beware!

"The ‘raven’ had rushed on a girl, embraced her,

and it seemed to Levko as though she had stretched out claws,

and as though her face shone with malicious joy.

‘Witch!’ he cried out."

Witch!

Where are you?

What's wrong, Grigoriy Petrovich?

No!

Are you scared?

Are you afraid of me?

Don't come closer!

Don't!

Are you scared of me?

Don't come close!

I don't believe you! It's a lie!

There is a witness who heard everything.

He is a rioter, a bad man! He would say anything to avoid the noose!

-What about Reshetnikov's account? -No!

You always hated him.

He has a bad temper and a lot of vices,

but he isn't a killer.

Please!

I'm begging you, leave my husband alone!

He is trying to change.

I know that.

Do you really believe it?

Do you?

Yes.

I can't allow you...

to tarnish his name.

Looks like another person I love hates me now.

Never mind. She will understand later.

You did it for her, too.

Yes...

For her.

I think I know what we should do.

Vladimir,

come here.

Son...

it pains me...

to know I won't see you growing up.

No matter where you are...

and what you do...

always mind your honor...

and act justly.

Take care of your mother.

She has no one but you to lean on.

I love you, Father!

He shouldn't be here now.

Darling...

Dmitriy Vladimirovich needs some rest.

All right?

Forgive me, the reckless woman.

I've brought you so much pain. I'm sorry.

-I know I can't forgive myself. -That's enough, darling.

I'm not angry with you.

You didn't do anything wrong.

I was blind and heartless.

If you only knew what I've done!

-I... -Now, now.

Better smile to me for the last time.

I like it when you smile to me.

Come on!

That's better.

I'm the one who should apologize.

I didn't do right by you.

How?

I didn't give you love.

An old man

marries a young girl...

I wanted to drink your youth like water,

but I wasn't thinking about you.

I'm sorry...

my darling.

I'm scared of passing away without your forgiveness.

You used to...

sing that song...

to Volodia...

when he was little.

Sing it to me...

please.

...because doings are inseparable from thoughts.

It's all lies!

You lied to me!

You promised me the demon won't come back,

that this devilish pain won't torture me anymore.

All your righteousness is a lie!

Apostate!

You let a harlot into your house!

You forgot about the prayer and Our Father!

And you dare to reproach the Lord after that?

And the brothers

who are praying for your sins day and night!

I excommunicate you from the brotherhood.

You have no place on board of our ship.

No! I'm begging you!

Please, Helmsman, don't abandon me.

I didn't know what I was doing.

I just believed

that the visions won't come back.

It was your fear speaking.

Brothers, form a circle.

Let's fill Brother Grigoriy with light.

Our Father, we're praying to you

for our brother Grigoriy.

Fill him with light;

relieve him from disquiet.

Give him freedom from the dark force, from the fears enchaining him.

Tomorrow at six

Chervinsky will be at the Nobility Assembly.

Believe me,

he is in for a long conversation.

Good.

Andrey Andreyevich!

You are a godsend. Nikolay Aleksandrovich,

I'll steal your friend for a couple minutes, if you don't mind.

I have a lucrative offer for him.

Join us. I have no secrets from my friends.

No. It's a delicate matter.

I promise it won't take long.

Excuse me.

It's a sure shot.

Moreover, it doesn't require any efforts from you.

Only money.

What is it about?

There is this short-sighted landlord

who might soon lose all his property because of his own stupidity.

I can arrange to buy it through my connections,

bypassing the auction,

at the start price, so to say.

I offer you to be my junior partner.

Excuse me, but I'm not interested

in co-owning land in Nezhin district.

Did I say anything about ownership? No!

Divide it into lots and sell on.

The most valuable craftsmen and yard hands

can be sold on an auction.

This summer, a bondmaid was sold for 10,000 rubles here, can you believe it?

In gold!

Don't you ever offer me anything like this again!

I hope you won't find anyone

to help you in this heinous business.

Goodbye.

I'm not hungry, Pavlusia. Take it away.

Take at least the bread.

Shut up!

Take it away if she doesn't want it.

Don't you hear me?

Well, you...

What did you do to the girl that she won't eat?

"Katia, don't worry.

I promise I'll get you out of this hell.

Try not to leave your room. Say you’re ill.

Everything will be fine. I promise.

Yours, Andrey Zhadan."

I couldn't sleep tonight.

I was thinking...

This hellish pain

wouldn't go away for a minute.

I've... made up my mind, Helmsman.

I want to be one of you.

Take me on your ship.

But boarding our ship doesn't just mean just mortifying your flesh.

You have to reject all your temptations and passions.

Your spirit is weak.

You are entrapped by a wicked girl.

I won't find peace...

while she is alive.

What are you up to, Brother Grigoriy?

I can't stand this torture anymore!

Help me to get rid of the demon.

I'll give you everything.

The estate,

the money, the peasants.

Grigoriy Petrovich!

Urgent mail,

from His Excellency, the Marshal of the Nobility.

What is it?

Hello, Mr. Chervinsky.

I have a subpoena for you.

How dare he?

I don't have to explain myself to anyone.

Is that clear?

I have to remind you that you can demand a public apology

in case you're able to clear yourself of all charges.

Your failure to appear will be interpreted as an admission of guilt.

What is it, baby?

I'm sick, Pavlusia.

My head is spinning, and I'm burning from the inside.

Come on.

See, Pavlusia?

I have a fever.

She has a fever.

She needs a doctor.

She won't get him.

She'll survive if that's God's will.

When it gets dark, Brother Anisim and I...

will do what you asked of me.

After that...

it's up to you.

If you decide to fight your demon and defeat it,

you will become a Pigeon.

I'll defeat it, Helmsman.

Let me just take care of this goddamned assembly,

and I'll be back.

Then Zhadan says,

"I'll buy his spectacles." For 120 rubles!

-Well, Lukyan... -What?

You're the one to tell tales. Oleksa, enough.

-It's getting dark. -Ask Zhadan.

Just a bit longer, Uncle Nazar. You go. I'll lock it up.

All right, kid. You do it.

Orysia and I are going to the church to talk about the wedding.

Finally!

All right, bye. See you later.

What happened then?

Did Zhadan buy the spectacles?

Come on. Go.

What happened then?

I'll tell you later.

Get up!

I'm begging you! Have mercy. I'm too weak.

Get up, I said.

The Helmsman is waiting.

Come on! Go!

Well, gentlemen...

we have only one issue left.

Nikolay Aleksandrovich Doroshenko...

claiming his right

to protect the honor and good name

of his sister Natalya Aleksandrovna Chervinskaya...

demands explanations...

from her husband

Grigoriy Petrovich Chervinsky.

Grig!

I will never forgive you, Nicholas. Never.

Grig!

Grig, I'm sorry! It's all Nicholas! Do you hear?

You don't have to explain it. I believe you. Do you hear?

Get away from me!

Landlord Grigoriy Petrovich Chervinsky...

officer, holder of St. George's Cross, at your service.

I, Nikolay Aleksandrovich Doroshenko,

aiming to protect my sister's honor and good name...

demand explanations from you as a nobleman and an officer.

Grig!

Grig! Grisha!

Don't just sit there! Somebody help!

It's your fault, Nicholas!

-Are you Zhadan? -Yes.

Quiet.

It burns! It burns!

Be gone!

Nestor Mikhaylovich, how is he? Please tell me!

Natalya Aleksandrovna,

be strong.

-What? -We'll do everything possible,

but his leg is in a terrible condition.

Do you mean Grig can lose his leg?

I'm afraid it isn't the worst thing that can happen to Grigoriy Petrovich.

What?

Shall I call your father or Nikolay Aleksandrovich? He is outside.

Don't you dare! They don't belong here.

Grig...

Nestor Mikhaylovich, promise me you will save my husband!

Please! Promise me you won't let him die.

What's this?

Be gone!

Be gone!

Be gone!

My baby...

What did they do to her?

Help!

Help!

Help me!