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Love in Chains
[ROMANTIC MUSIC]
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[BACKGROUND NOISE]
Happy trails to you.
Go!
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
Well, that'll last for a while.
And then, we'll see.
Natalya! Natalya!
Panas, where's my child? Panas, wake up!
- What? What happened? - Where's the child?
Where's my child? Natalya's missin!
- I don't know… - Mom.
Mom.
Mom!
But your Mom left yesterday.
- Stolen. - What?
They stole my child!
Natalya! Natalya!
Natalya!
They took my child!
[EERIE MUSIC]
I told you.
I told you we had to baptize the child right away!
It was you.
You were asleep and let it happen!
If she was yours, you'd fuss over her.
But she's not, so to hell with her!
Don't be like that!
I swear, I'll find our Natalya.
Oh God.
I'll find her and get her back.
Giddap!
Mother of God.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
Stefan Janovich!
Good morning.
I did not expect to see you here, and less at this hour.
I like the early morning, Katerina Stepanovna.
Besides, this place is so…
It must be a good place for thinking. Daydreaming.
Yes, you're right.
That is why I liked to come here alone as a child.
Nobody sees you here, nobody judges, nobody envies you.
Nobody forces you to be something you are not.
My childhood was somewhat unusual.
You probably wished to be alone here.
I would not wish to annoy you.
Being an annoying guest is not my way.
Oh, not at all, stay! You are no bother at all.
What are you reading?
This is Adam Mickiewicz, a Polish poet.
What does he write about?
He writes about the most wonderful,
and at the same time the most dangerous feeling on Earth: love.
"As soon as you appeared,"
"I was enthralled by you,"
"Searching for a familiar gaze"
"In one so unfamiliar."
"Your response was ardent:"
"Just so a flower bud"
"Is set alight when overjoyed to see Aurora."
"Fear not, my love, open your heart to mine"
"Now that my heart has found rapport with yours."
"Be everyone against us,
be it the will of Heaven"
"That I must love in secret and without hope,"
"Be it another that spends his life with you,"
"It is with my soul that yours is joined forever."
Over here.
Stay.
My daughter's been kidnapped, have you seen her?
No.
Perhaps you've seen some stranger with a child?
What misfortune.
Gals!
Gals.
- A disaster. - What happened?
They took my daughter. They took my Natalya.
Have you seen any stranger with a child?
- No. - What a disaster.
Have you seen my daughter Natalya? No?
Have you seen my daughter? Natalya?
- She's been taken. - Did someone die?
Someone took Galya and Panas' daughter.
Must have been gypsies passin through.
My daughter Natalya, maybe you've seen her.
Natalya. Maybe you've seen her.
How awful.
- Panas, listen. Listen. - What?
I don't think it was no gypsies that took your Natalya.
[BACKGROUND NOISE]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
Tonight I dreamed of you.
And then I woke up and felt so good, so peaceful,
just like in the first days after we met when we went to…
Daddy writes that the house is not the same without me.
But neither am I the same reckless mademoiselle who could just…
I love you like I never will.
This feeling is so new,
so big, it fills me with joy
and faith that it will last forever.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
CHERNIGOV, MONASTERY
Sister Grigoriya has been visiting with our esteemed Mother often.
You'll see, she'll hop in here like a bunny,
gather the dinner,
and run straight to Mother Superior's cell.
Quite.
Probably trying to get in her good graces while she still lives.
And Mother Superior would see nobody but her by her side as well.
Shame on you, sisters.
You should give yourself to prayer and humility,
not engage in rumors and gossip.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
I'll just gather Mother's dinner.
Sister Grigoriya, where were you assigned for your obedience?
Was it in the refectory?
No. The kitchen.
So occupy yourself with cleaning there.
I shall deliver her dinner myself.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Bogdan Yuryevich, that you?
Hello, Pavlina.
Good mornin.
I thought it was one of the guests.
Have you seen the Polish pan?
No, I haven't.
I've brought him some food.
I been knockin and knockin, no one answers.
Maybe he just slept through it all.
Why are you so… pale?
You did it again, didn't you?
Spent the night sittin there with that peashooter of yours.
- Well… - Right, "well."
You poor soul, you.
Come with me, I'll give you somethin to eat at least.
Come, come.
I believe in God the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth,
NEZHIN, CHURCH
and of all things visible and invisible.
I believe in God the Father almighty,
creator of heaven and earth, and of all things visible and invisible.
And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the only-begotten Son of God,
begotten of the Father before all worlds,
Light of Light, very God of very God,
begotten, not made, consubstantial with the Father.
- And in one Lord Jesus Christ. - Stop!
The only-begotten Son of God…
Stop!
Stop!
That child is mine.
That's my Natalya.
- Who are you? Get away! - Have you gone quite mad?
That is our child. Our Aleksandra.
Aleksandra Filippovna.
Father Nikon, continue.
Father! Father, then you make a fair judgment.
You see, last night,
an evil man stole our baby away and sold it to them.
Father Nikon, he is drunk.
You should not drink and insult honest folk!
I haven't drunk nothin.
And you… You're thieves.
Give me back my child, or you'll regret it.
What, you dare threaten us?
- Give her back! - Get away!
Give her back!
Let go of me!
[BACKGROUND NOISE]
[TENSE MUSIC]
- Good morning, Andrey Andreevich. - Good morning indeed.
- How are you feeling? - Spectacular.
Pan Jabloniewski, you had a business proposal for me.
Now is the perfect time to tell me about it.
Please join me in the drawing room.
And you, Katerina Stepanovna, have Orysya pack your things.
Why?
We're leaving.
But why are we…
We shall talk afterwards, now is not the time.
- At least tell me where we're going. - To Kiev.
Please.
Where does Dmitriy Anatolyevich intend to go today?
They say he had some very urgent affairs.
Almost trampled us.
My, is that a woman?
- A girl. - And who is she?
There is only one in Kiev that rides that way.
The lady's here!
KIEV, THE RODZEVICH PERFUME FACTORY
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
Where is the gang boss and why is no one working?
He didn't come today.
- The master builder? - Isn't here yet.
I see.
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
Roman Petrovich, the new batch of soap, is it ready?
People buy it out quickly at the store, we need to deliver it there by morning.
It will be ready by this evening, Olga Platonovna.
Watch there is no delay, or you will bear full responsibility.
Don't worry, Olga Platonovna.
We'll send it on time.
NEZHIN, POLICE
Mr Investigator, it's my child. Mine and Galya's.
Have my wife Galya brought here, and the tavern lady Motrya Kovalenko.
I've already told the policemen where to find them.
Get both in here. Now.
Yes sir.
It's our child. Ours!
We respect the law, God's law and worldly.
We've never taken anything that wasn't ours,
especially not a child.
And that man has lost his mind. We do not know him.
Why did you baptize her alone, without the godfathers?
Our daughter is ill, and Father Nikon allowed it.
Who knows what could happen. At least she would be baptized.
Ours! Our daughter Natasha was taken tonight from our house
by the former Chervinskiy estate
steward Yakov Skorobogatko.
And the nimrod sold it to these people.
And where is that Yakov?
Who the hell knows?
And where was your daughter born?
- Chernigov. - Chernigov.
So why did you baptize her in Nezhin?
We've traveled to see all the holy sites, to choose one.
And this place is fine, we like it.
- The baby is hungry. - So feed her.
I don't have milk.
So how do you feed her? Not at the tavern, I suppose.
We have a wet nurse.
And where is she?
Not far from here, she lives by St Michael Church.
Ganna Yarovenko is her name.
Write this.
I, name and last name,
assure that I shall not leave the city of Nezhin
pending the investigation
into the fatherhood
of the baby female.
- What was her name? - Aleksandra.
- Aleksandra. - Filippovna.
What do you mean, let them go?
Where?
You can't let them go!
They're gonna run with the child, Mr Investigator!
That's none of your concern.
Put him in a cell for now.
He looks too suspicious.
Mr Investigator… They're gonna run!
Mr Investigator, they're gonna run!
So you propose we build a distillery.
Why Poland specifically?
The reason is, the current law
makes the production of grain wine
particularly profitable specifically in Poland.
I've studied this issue extensively.
What are the conditions of your deal?
The conditions are simple.
You invest in the construction,
and also supply the grain and sugar for production.
And you?
And I handle all the issues with establishment.
For a percentage of the profits, naturally.
The investment will have paid for itself in around one year,
and then it's pure profit.
And what's wrong?
What is it that you really want?
I don't understand, I've told you everything.
Pan Jabloniewski,
I have done business for a long time.
I know that if the proposal is too sweet,
something is wrong with it.
Excuse me, but what is wrong?
I don't know who you are or why you've come here.
I've come bringing a lucrative offer, and decided to make it to you.
Why?
Because you're a respected man.
You've a reputation in the business circles.
- And you? - And I'm completely open with you.
Spread before your eyes.
Spread before my eyes, you say?
I need time to think.
I understand.
We'll wait it out at my aunt's in Kiev,
maybe it'll calm down by then.
And they'll stop looking.
And if they won't, they won't find you.
- You'll go abroad… - Afternoon!
Care to say where you're going?
Is it me or is she really smacking something up there,
like a woodpecker?
If you've come for money, gentlemen, you're wasting your time.
I shall only pay those who work, and no sooner than their work is done.
The rest of you can go away right now.
Hey, halt!
What, did you forget I'm in charge here?
Get back here!
I didn't say you could work!
And your services, my good man, will not be needed.
You're unable to handle the work.
I wonder where you're going to find another master builder here.
I'll be the master builder,
and handle the construction gang.
Who do you think you are?
You should be getting married and having children,
not climbing scaffolding.
Then all that nonsense would get right out of your head.
Leave the construction site right now.
[BACKGROUND MUSIC]
And in the morning, they left with the child in their arms.
And Yakov bought my road cart and horse for a lot of money.
He drank everything away, even his baptism cross.
Well, he said the mother was dead,
and he had no use for the child.
And earlier you, Pan Sokolov, insisted the child was yours.
All right. You two, go to Chervinka. Right away.
Maybe that Yakov Skorobogatko will appear.
And let Panas Pylypenko out,
maybe he'll go with them, for identification.
What does he look like at least, that Yakov? Young, old?
Old. Not very tall.
Kind of bow-kneed.
Eyes like a rat.
Angry like a dog.
Hold on, there…
I think that's him driving!
- That's him! - Who?
Yakov!
Giddap!
You can't catch me, Panas!
May you rot in hell!
Come on, come on!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Get him!
Where is he going?
The swamp, that's the only way out of here.
Son of a bitch!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Stop!
Stop, you bastard!
You've caught up with me, haven't you, Panas?
So come here. You'll drown.
I'm the only one who knows this path.
You won't get away, you wretch. You won't.
I'll get you! I'll get you anyway!
Panas… Panas, help me.
I'll give you money.
The money for selling my child to strangers?
Bastard.
Not yours. My child.
I didn't take her from you. You took her from me.
If that's so, why did you sell away your own flesh and blood?
My flesh and blood, I'm free to sell it.
At least some benefit will be.
Panas! Save me, I beg you!
Panas! Save me, I beg you!
Stop!
Let go of me!
- You can't help him. - Let go!
You'll just drown too.
[EERIE MUSIC]
Well, what have you found out? Where did this smart alec come from?
Not much so far.
I've sent out requests to my people, awaiting answers.
I've bolstered the guard.
I'll leave more men for tonight, both in the house and the estate.
Thank you.
And also, this.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
Found it in his trinket box.
V…
And there were also letters in there.
Love letters.
Signed with the same initial.
So there's some woman who is very dear to him.
We need to find out who she is and where she is now.
I think there's much she could tell us about him.
Did he say it in as many words when he was drowning?
In as many words. "Took her and sold her."
Then he drowned in the swamp.
Give me my child! Where is my child?!
Natalya!
My dear.
These damned people, starvin the child.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What are you cryin about?
Why are you cryin?
You'll cry your share in prison.
I wanted a child so much.
That I would hold it like you are right now.
And God never gave me one, no matter how much I asked.
And then that man appears.
Take the child, he says, I have no need for it.
And I…
I would pay any money for that joy.
Money.
Money, that's the only word you know.
I would give my life for my child.
And bite through anyone's throat with my own teeth.
Put them behind bars.
Mr Investigator,
it's all Yakov's fault, though.
They really didn't know whose child it was.
Probably gave that lowlife a whole lot of money too.
They're guilty.
Lying to a policeman during questioning is a crime.
But if such is your will,
the charge of taking the baby Natalya, female…
Can be dropped.
Fine.
We are not offended.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- I think I've packed everything. - Thank you, Orysya.
Can you take the basket downstairs?
[BACKGROUND NOISE]
You've been silent all day.
- Is something bothering you? - No.
What is it then?
You went on a walk with Pan Jabloniewski this morning.
Did you arrange that walk last night?
No, of course not.
We met completely by accident.
Andrey…
- What? - Are you jealous?
Nonsense.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
- Tell me, is everything ready? - Yes, our things are packed.
But I don't understand, why are we in such a hurry?
Business awaits. We've spent too much time in Chervinka.
But we feel so good here. I hoped we would stay here forever.
But you'll feel good in Kiev too.
No, Andrey, I don't know anyone there.
Even Yelena and Nikolay Aleksandrovich are here now.
Don't worry, you won't be alone. Chervinka will go with you.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
[BACKGROUND NOISE]
Hey, Nazar.
Can I try?
Well, I can afford to ruin one horseshoe.
- All right, give it here. - Careful.
Hey!
Last thing I need is a kick from your woman
for not keepin her husband safe.
Say, Nazar… would you move to Kiev?
What would I do in your Kiev?
The same thing you're doing here.
And there are more orders in a big city.
I don't understand what you're gettin at, Pan Zhadan.
If you want, I'll build you a smithy in Kozhemyaki.
You'll have your own business.
Katerina needs help, and she's gotten so used to your Orysya,
you need to go too.
So, will you go?
But when should I leave?
Tomorrow.
Pan Jabloniewski, I'm ready to give you a reply.
I hope it's a yes.
Au contraire, it's a final and decisive no.
Pan Zhadan, one doesn't turn down lucrative deals like this.
Well, at times one turns down even more lucrative ones.
Would you be so kind as to explain your refusal?
If you please.
I only play at home,
and only when I know the rules which I can influence.
And another thing.
I need to trust the man I am going to share my profits with.
Pan Zhadan…
This is up to you, but I am very disappointed,
as this was a very good opportunity
to get rick quickly, and more importantly, legally.
Stefan Janovich, you're leaving already?
I had hoped you would stay at Chervinka.
Business calls, Katerina Stepanovna.
Business. Thank you for your hospitality.
Where to now?
I haven't decided yet, but most likely Kiev.
So come with us! I will worry less that way.
Thank you.
I shall go…
I shall follow you in my carriage.
You shouldn’t bother the newly-weds.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
Send this to Nezhin right away, then catch up with us.
[EERIE MUSIC]
And the nanny, what was it…
Yelizaveta Antonovna.
Antonovna. She's pretty.
Has she mentioned to you if she has a lover?
I know nothing about her personal affairs.
But Pyotr Ivanovich, she is great at handling Lev,
and we'll finally have time for each other.
You've grown so distant from us.
Speaking of time…
The Chervinka affair might take a long time.
So I'm searching for a suitable home for us.
And that is something that takes much effort,
you understand.
Yes.
I would like to live somewhere beautiful, in a cozy house.
- We could return to Italy. - Pyotr Ivanovich?
Just arrived, sir.
I was asked to say it's important.
Thank you.
Esteemed Pyotr Ivanovich!
If you still would take back your estate,
and punish Mr Zhadan,
I am prepared to help you on the condition that you will follow precisely
every instruction you will receive from me,
up until the moment when Chervinka is yours again.
Upon reception of this message, do not stay in Nezhin any longer.
- We could go to Paris, there's… - Kiev is where we're going.
- To live there? - To get my estate back.
CHERNIGOV, MONASTERY
Such are our expenditures in the last month.
Concerning our income…
Mother Feodosiya, please forgive me.
I've brought you herbal tea.
You will finish your report later.
I bless you, go with God.
Put it down there.
Thank you for tending to me, Sister Grigoriya.
I've called you for a reason.
Sit down.
My days on this Earth are coming to an end.
I shan't take long.
Mother, please don't speak like that.
Be silent and listen.
I am ready to meet our Heavenly Father.
But I am not ready to leave the monastery untended.
For I do not see a worthy replacement for myself.
I thought Sister Lyudmila would take your place.
She is the treasurer, the rules say so.
So they do.
But my conscience does not.
Sister Lyudmila is too proud
and power-loving for that position.
And I want my successor
to be worthy of leading our convent.
Hand me the cup.
Here you go, Mother.
That is why I shall plead with the archiereus
to demote Sister Lyudmila,
and to appoint you treasurer.
Mother, but I am unworthy of such favor.
You are the only one who is.
Your donation to the monastery was the most generous,
and the most selfless.
For you gave everything you had.
And you did it for your faith.
And that says much.
Only he who giveth to God his will,
giveth to Him all.
He who giveth to God his will,
giveth to Him all.
[BACKGROUND NOISE]
[CLASSICAL MUSIC]
I am pleased to see in my house at last the young Pan Gnatkevich.
CHIGIRIN
Stepan Georgievich, greetings.
Thank you for your invitation, Pan Korolenko.
Allow me to introduce my daughter Vera.
Are you the mysterious son
of our new neighbor who served in Warsaw?
Which your dear father loves to tell about.
I am he.
Decided to come back to my father's house.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC]
[ROMANTIC MUSIC]
I must have misheard.
I ask you for your daughter's hand in marriage.
Is that a joke?
I've come to ask for her hand.
I'll have you whipped for such insolence!
Daddy, I beg you, don't punish him!
What, you will stand for this, from a serf?
Finally you've asked me too, Daddy.
Perhaps I will.
- Perhaps I like him. - What?
And if he were free, no one would even need your blessing.
Twenty lashes!
Now!
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
You really are mad.
You could have been lashed to death.
That's no punishment, is it?
It's more of an insult, and an embarrassment before the village.
Does it hurt?
I've been worse.
You're right, mademoiselle.
If I were free, I wouldn't ask for his blessing.
Father ordered you sent away from the estate,
out of his sight.
He said menial labor, "To beat that nonsense out of him."
Very well.
I shall save some money, buy my own freedom,
and then nobody can give us orders.
They're something you wear to a wedding!
13 YEARS AGO, CHIGIRIN
Khrystya, you may go.
I couldn't decide which,
so I brought both as a present to you.
Do you suggest I make the choice?
Did your urgent affairs really allow you to stroll around Warsaw jewelry shops,
looking for a present for your backwater neighbor?
Are you angry with me?
It's that…
You left without even saying goodbye.
Vera, please be so kind as to forgive me.
But I really was in a great hurry.
I went to request a transfer.
I asked to be assigned to Kiev.
Why, all of a sudden?
Because for the rest of my life, I wish to be near you.
And yes, I would be happy if you chose one of these tiaras for the wedding.
For our wedding, Vera.
And you will wear the other one to the ball in Vienna,
where we shall surely go afterwards.
And what am I to make of this?
Are you proposing to me?
I know you are destined for me.
If I do not propose to you now,
someone else will do it before me.
Tell me, will you be my wife?
Yes.
Are you promised to anyone else?
No.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
CHIGIRIN
Good afternoon, Pan Korolenko.
- You? - I've come to buy my freedom.
I have the right.
Mine and Aunt Yarina's.
My mother and father passed away, she's all I have left.
She should not finish her days in serfdom.
You've made your fortune rather quickly.
Such a great one, too.
How did you manage it?
I earned it.
Well then…
Why shouldn't I sign it?
Yours…
And your aunt's.
That's all. You may go.
Anything else?
I would like to see your daughter.
Call Vera Maksimovna.
I cannot.
She doesn't live here anymore, you see.
My daughter is married.
She is now Madame Gnatkevich.
What did you think, serf?
Did you really think you were good enough for my daughter?
You will never be her equal, peasant. Never!
Serf or free!
Don't you dare speak to me that way!
That's all! Get away, you serf.
And take your little papers…
with you.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
It's getting late.
There will be a hostelry soon.
We'll spend the night there.
[BACKGROUND NOISE]
ROOMS TO LET
[EERIE MUSIC]
TONIGHT IS A GOOD OPPORTUNITY TO KILL HIM.
NO. I'VE CHANGED MY MIND.
I'LL LET HIM LIVE.
MY REVENGE WILL BE CRUELER.
HE TREASURES THAT WOMAN TOO MUCH.
WELL… AN EYE FOR AN EYE.
I'LL TEAR HIS HEART OUT, I'LL TAKE HER FROM HIM.
What an interesting language.
And so unusual.
It must be very difficult.
That's just your first impression, Katerina Stepanovna.
They are often wrong.
You are such a noble man, Pan Jabloniewski.
You learned your servant's language for his sake.
What did you talk about?
Trifles, he asked me if I wanted beef.
And I answered that I prefer more tender meat.
I doubt there's anything better than beef in this inn.
We shall see.
DEATH IS EASY.
IT WON'T BE A JUST PUNISHMENT.
I'LL PAY HIM BACK IN HIS OWN COIN.
HE MUST SEE THE WOMAN HE LOVES SUFFER
WITH HIS OWN EYES.
[EERIE MUSIC]
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