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THIS SEASON WAS MADE POSSIBLE BY THE BRAVERY OF THE ARMED FORCES OF UKRAINE

DEFENDING OUR COUNTRY AGAINST THE RUSSIAN FEDERATION.

EVERYONE INVOLVED IN THIS SERIES WISHES TO THANK THE SOLDIERS, OFFICERS,

AND MEDICS WHO HAVE PROTECTED OUR COUNTRY AND KEEP DOING SO.

NIZHYN. HOSPITAL

- Is everything ready? - Yes.

Make sure the ward at the end of the hall is ready for her.

Let's start.

The ward for one?

The one for special patients?

Yes. And hurry up. We're running out of time.

A complicated surgery awaits her.

NIZHYN. DOROSHENKOS' MANSION

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm sorry to say that because of an emergency

Mademoiselle Rossignol will not be able to perform for you tonight.

- What? - What happened? Why?

- Why? - Excuse me.

But we won't leave you music connoisseurs

without a treat, believe me.

Is Mademoiselle Rossignol

the only talented young lady in this region?

Remember how Mademoiselle Suslova's romances win over all hearts.

I'm so glad that you are with us today,

Appolinariya Lvivna.

And what about Mrs. Lopushynska's charming voice?

So let's celebrate the true talent.

For me, Chopin never sounds as touching

as when my daughter-in-law plays his masterpieces.

Great.

Tetiana, please.

Treat us to your music.

Please, Tetiana Yehorivna!

- Yes! - Please!

I don't think I can replace Mademoiselle Rossignol.

My dear, you don't need to replace anyone.

You are unique and inimitable.

Believe me, I know what I'm saying.

What the hell could have happened?

I'm beginning to regret never hearing your celebrity singing.

So much ado around her persona…

Satisfy my curiosity, Lev Petrovich.

Had you found out about her being His High Nobleness's favorite before

or after agreeing to organize the visit?

Zoriana Nazarivna, you know very well the reason

that prompted me to do this.

NIZHYN. CHURCH SHOP

When we're there, keep your eyes down while he's speaking.

Call him Father.

The shorter your answers will be,

the more chance we have to succeed.

Your father doesn't like smarty-pants, does he?

He likes obedience.

Unconditional.

Do you think you could really throw a bomb?

Huh?

Chervinka doesn't have it that bad,

and in Suslivka they have funerals every week this spring.

When a child or an old man starves to death

nobody cares.

My oldest daughter…

God gave her a brilliant mind.

So what?

What will she do with it?

What should she hope for?

A miracle, a champion?

I want her to be able to choose for herself

what she wants to do,

where she will live and how she will make her living.

I don't want her to toil all her life like we did.

So yes, Monk,

I could throw a bomb,

and not only at the liberator tsar.

That's why I joined you.

I want to do something,

to know that I didn't sit on my hands.

Being a clicker or assistant compositor isn't too hard.

You can master it in a week.

And then

I'm waiting for something more serious than proclamations, too.

My name is Zadunaysky. I received a note. Here.

Mr. Zadunaysky?

I'm the one who sent for you.

Yanosh Yablonevskiy.

You?

Where is Natalie?

She was at her family's house, and suddenly she felt ill.

Dr. Bahlay said she needed an urgent surgery or

she would die.

What do you mean, surgery?

She was perfectly healthy, do you hear me?

Perfectly!

Listen,

I thought we needed to send someone to Chervinka

to notify Mademoiselle's mother…

No, you can't do that.

Natalie has a complicated relationship with her mother.

It's up to her to decide

whether she wants to let Galina Romanivna know.

But Mademoiselle is in grave danger.

Don't you dare even think that, do you hear?

She has to live!

Father, can't you at least give me a chance?

You think I can't handle it?

I know my letters, and I have agile hands, too.

You don't have to pay me anything until I master the trade.

It's not that, my son.

I'm pleased to see your eagerness,

but Antyp should have talked to me

before putting ideas into your head.

Father, but you said you needed an assistant and…

If you hadn't been late to dinner you would have known

that I have received a new appointment.

I am getting a parish in Yekaterinoslav Gubernia.

The abbot put a word in for me, God bless him.

But

what about the printing shop?

Who is going to run it now?

I will.

The press is coming with us.

That's why my appointment happened so quickly.

As for the monastery's needs,

Nizhyn city printing shop promised to cover them.

What about me?

I have almost a year left at the seminary.

You're right.

It wouldn't do to quit your studies.

You're staying behind.

The abbot promised to keep an eye on you for me.

And then you'll find a place

at a good church nearby, God willing.

It's my fault.

Old fool!

I gave her too much freedom.

I neglected her.

Dr. Bahlay.

Well? How is she?

Talk to us. How is Natalie?

She's alive.

The surgery is over and

she's alive.

- I want to see her immediately! - You cannot.

Yes, she is still breathing, and her heart is beating.

But the patient has fever.

She isn't out of danger yet.

I can't guarantee anything.

But when can I see her?

I'm her agent. I'm always with her. Please understand!

It's too early to talk about it until dawn.

So come back in the morning.

And now go home.

I'm not going anywhere.

Thank you, Doctor.

And you, young man, go back to Chervinka.

Can I do something for her?

Of course you can.

You have to persuade everyone that Mademoiselle Rossignol is fine.

No one can know what happened to her.

Not a soul.

Here is what you're going to tell them.

Where did he take her?

- Look! I think this is master's chariot. - Stop!

Mr. Yablonevskiy!

Mr. Yablonevskiy!

Where is Natalie? What happened to her?

Yarchyk said she was very sick.

It's all right, Galina Romanivna.

You don't have to worry. Mademoiselle is perfectly fine.

She felt a little dizzy, that's all.

Oh…

But…

Where is she, then?

Why did she need a carriage so urgently?

She remembered that she was late for a rehearsal at Mr. Zadunaysky.

She said there was too many people in Chervinka,

and she needed some peace and quiet get ready for her important performance.

So she will stay her for a while to avoid distractions.

I see.

So we are a hindrance for her.

Galina.

Rebellious, it seeks out a storm

As if in storms in could find peace

Rebellious, it seeks out a storm

As if in storms in could find peace

- Bravo! - Bravo, M-lle Suslova!

Incredible, M-lle Suslova.

Thanks to your talent,

this evening will forever stay in our memory.

Give my best to your parents.

Well done, my girl.

Zoriana Nazarivna, well, it's your turn.

Excuse me, what?

You are the only one who hasn't performed yet.

So, please.

How would you like to finish this charming evening?

Perform for us some novelty song from Kyiv.

Unfortunately, I'm not gifted as a singer

or piano player.

But

I was one of the best at reciting poems in my finishing school.

So if you'll allow me…

Of course. Please.

We are creators of the new universe

Seekers of new trails

You are luminaries of the good

And the knowledge of transient days

My thought flew after you Lived and breathed your thought

Often I asked myself

Where the source Of the thoughtless evil was

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE

Let us beat swords to ploughshare Destroy the hated sword

NIZHYN. DOROSHENKOS' MANSION

God's Kingdom is coming The old world is being reborn

Without hatred ruining everything

It will be reborn only through love

The air has moved today

Or was it just an illusion?

The scary rumble of cannon was heard

Volley after volley In the quiet of the night

What was that? How inappropriate!

What's wrong with her?

What does it mean?

I don't understand.

Is it yours, Miss Zoriana?

No, not at all. It's Mr. Mikhaylovskiy.

I never heard of him.

- Very inappropriate. - How could she?

He is a renowned intellectual,

an officer, a hero of the Caucasus Wars.

Bravo, Zoriana Nazarivna.

It's a subtle and bold choice

for a young lady like yourself.

Bravo.

Everywhere where danger is

This resonant and clear

Woman's voice can be heard

This was as unforgettable as it was reckless, Zoriana Nazarivna.

You have my admiration.

Tetiana…

Tetiana…

Did you like the music?

Are you all right?

Good. Smart girl.

ST. PETERSBURG GAZETTE

What are they talking about?

Giving the floor to some stupid dullard,

as if she were someone important.

That's what we came to!

Making a fuss of a hysterical wench!

They should hang her, that's all.

Don't you dare talk about Perovskaya like this!

She came up with the plan.

She gave a cue to throw the bomb, waving her handkerchief.

Enough!

It's not about some city gossipmonger

but a dangerous criminal who dared to threaten the monarchy.

You shouldn't diminish her responsibility only because she is a woman.

Is that what you were trying to say, Zoriana Nazarivna?

Good morning. I'm sorry I'm late for breakfast.

Yesterday I had a very long day,

full of surprises.

Besides, I found a strange letter today.

It's a private letter

from my friend from school.

She likes to write about her love life,

so I hope you didn't read it.

Reading other people's mail isn't my style, Zoriana Nazarivna.

Lev Petrovich, we need to hurry.

You have an important meeting in Nizhyn, remember?

Yes.

I'm ready to leave right now.

Excuse me,

can I ask you a favor?

I need to be in Nizhyn, too.

Of course. There is enough room.

Will you be back for dinner?

Son, I need to talk to you.

Wait… Wait…

Let… it…

Go…

What is it?

What is it, my dear?

Fight it… You have to fight.

You have always been strong. Fight it.

What a beautiful, deep voice.

I'm certain Maestro Jean-Pierre will gladly take her in.

But

it's the best school in Paris.

You can imagine what the tuition costs are.

Piotr Ivanovich will pay for everything.

The teachers for Natalie

and your expenses for the entire time she'll be studying.

Such an unexpected generosity.

Well, let's not beat around the bushes, Vladimir Olehovych.

What is there for you in Nizhyn?

You won't be a director for as long as Ihnatenko is alive.

And he looks alive and well.

You can't play young lovers, either.

Your age, you know.

I'm offering you three years in Paris.

After that, you can be her agent if you want to.

- Mhm? - Uh-huh.

We need to give you a stage name, my dear.

They like pretty names in France.

Larisa Viktorovna,

what is the French for nightingale?

Rossignol.

NIZHYN. CHURCH SHOP

It says he's coming from Vienna.

He will be waiting at Room 5, as usual.

He has great experience with acts of all kinds.

I wonder why he decided to join the Nizhyn's cell.

How far can we trust him?

Koval vouched for him.

This is all fine and well,

but I don't believe this gentleman

carries a printing press in his luggage.

And without it, it will be impossible to carry out your plan, Nevidomsky.

We simply won't be able to train so many people without getting arrested.

Maybe we can print at least one batch

of the Executive Committee's address.

Unfortunately, the press has already been packed for the move.

Will it be sent to Yekaterinoslav with your father's other luggage

or separately?

What are you getting at?

We need a press, don't we?

So here it is, even packed and ready.

Why don't we just steal it?

Look at her!

Can you believe it?

She likes him!

Really?

Yanosh Stefanovych!

Miss Polina?

Hello.

Do you work here?

No, of course not.

The girls and I sometimes help to take care of the patients

who have no family.

I was tending to an elderly cooper today. He thought I was his dead wife.

The doctor asked me to play along to keep the patient calm.

He is too weak.

When I brought him his broth, he cried happy tears

because his wife, meaning me, was feeding him.

You have a kind and sensitive soul.

I understood it back when we first met.

Truth be told, it's just that

our school's guardian encourages students' taking part in charity.

She also helps taking care of the patients,

setting an example for us in spite of her high social standing:

she is the wife of the marshal of the local nobility.

I had a feeling since morning that today will be a great day.

And now I look at you

and understand that my intuition didn't let me down.

Ladies, hurry up.

It's time to go back to school for your classes.

Goodbye, Mr. Yablonevskiy.

Miss Polina!

How often do you come here?

Every third day before lunch, except for Fridays.

They won't just let it go if we steal a printing press.

Someone will have to answer for it.

Or do you want to get Monk arrested?

Don't worry about me.

If the cause demands it,

I'm ready to go to jail

or to the galleys.

Robin is right.

This is our chance.

If we act smart

and don't leave witnesses,

we won't have to go to prison.

No, Bayda,

the risk is too big and unpredictable.

Anything can go wrong.

We'll have to find another way.

As far as I understand, we're banned from here, too.

Mr. Yablonevskiy,

I'm afraid you were right.

We need to notify Natalie's family.

Of course.

I'll tell Galina everything.

And bring her here.

- Thank you. - Don't.

Natalie.

Don't tell my mother.

Please.

Lord, You heard me.

You heard me.

ST. PETERSBURG GAZETTE

Did you call me?

The bed isn't made right.

Let me take care of it.

Don't make the bed.

Take all this away. The headboard, too.

And put planks on the bed.

- Planks in place of the feather bed? - Exactly.

And please hurry.

Uh-huh.

Zoriana Nazarivna, did Ulia hear you correctly?

You want to sleep on bare boards?

That's how Perovskaya hardened herself for her future ordeals.

Have you read about the noble way she is facing them now?

What makes you think the same fate awaits you?

How else can it be, Lev Petrovich?

Do you think that after the act Skuratov-Beysky

will be moved so much he'll kiss us all and decorate with orders

for serving our country?

I have bad news for you.

Still, we have a chance to avoid prison.

Imagine that we are joined by all peasants of Chervinka, Suslivka, Sheferivka,

Nizhyn workers, students.

It will be a force they'll have to reckon with.

You are a hopeless romantic, Mr. Chervinsky.

This people have been slaves for generations.

This is the only life they know. They cried for the killed Tsar.

Sincerely!

And you hope to make them freedom fighters in a couple months?

If you don't believe in our success,

why are you with us?

Because I believe we cannot stay silent.

And if the price we have to pay is jail,

so be it.

I want to be prepared.

NIZHYN. THEATRE

Don't mess up the backdrops again, you idiot!

I remember how you ruined the Without Dowry performance.

- The audience liked it. - No doubts.

If you get drunk again, I'll kick you out.

Hello, Mr. Zadunaysky.

Yarchyk wanted to visit Natalie.

The kid can't sleep at night.

Please tell her to come out for a moment.

She is in her dressing room, getting ready.

She can't come out right now. You have to understand.

I brought her a present.

Please call Natalie.

Maybe we could come in,

if she can't come out?

It's strictly forbidden

to let strangrs in.

She's not alone there. There are other actors and actresses.

Well, maybe the kid, then.

He will see that his sister is alive and calm down.

Young man, your sister is fine.

She is alive and well.

You just can't see her right now.

Please give this to her.

Tell her I made it for her.

I'll tell her.

And I'll also let her know how much you care about her.

I'm sure she will be pleased.

Of course.

Peace be with you.

You too, Miss.

Nykodym! Leave this. I'll finish it.

Go to Father Pavlo, he asked to help cleaning the pilgrims' rooms.

What are you doing here?

Monk, what you said back at the meeting… Were you serious about it?

Are you really prepared to sacrifice your life for a higher cause?

Of course I am.

Then it's time for you and I to act,

no matter what Nevidomsky and Professor say.

Act decisively and boldly.

We'll need one more person to help us.

What do you think about Bayda?

Full house?

Yes.

I don't know whether it's because Nizhyn is a highly cultured place

or because the governor suddenly developed a passion for…

No, not for the theater as you might think,

but for Sazhynska.

Anyway, the theater was absolutely packed.

The theater got lucky with the new director.

Your mother was here today with Yarchyk.

He asked me to give you this

and say that he made it for you with his own hands.

- You didn't tell him, did you? - No.

Of course not.

But think about it.

Maybe you need to be around your family,

someone close to you at a moment like this?

I have you, Vladimir Olehovych.

For the last seven years I haven't had anyone closer to me than you.

I'm sorry…

Forgive me for not trusting you back then.

Well… What's wrong?

Please don't. Don't.

Mother will say again that it's all my fault.

This time it really is, though.

Well…

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE

Ulia, I said I wasn't hungry.

Good morning. May I come in?

Is something wrong? Are you all right?

Yes. I had a nightmare.

I see. How can you sleep on this for the second night in a row?

And now you are trying to starve yourself, too,

seeing how you refused to come down to breakfast.

Zoriana Nazarivna, I know how dedicated you are to the cause

and how close to heart you take everything that is going on.

I understand how eager you are to take action.

Yes, Lev Petrovich, I hope you have noticed

that I'm not the only one disgusted by inaction.

You have to understand.

I'm not here for a nice vacation at my father's house, either.

But when we go against our conscience and commit crimes,

it makes us no better than those we're fighting against.

And if we are as hypocritical as them, do we have the right to tell people

how they should live and what kind of world they need to build?

My family has done enough disgusting things.

I don't want to live like them.

I'm sorry. Lev Petrovich.

I'd like to be alone with my thoughts today.

Please tell them not to disturb me.

Let Ulia at least bring you breakfast

and put your bedding back.

All right.

Vitaliy Mykhaylovych, you've saved my life.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Yes, Mademoiselle, you're right.

We were able to save your life,

but you need to know about the price.

Mr. Zadunaysky, it's a delicate question.

Could you please…

You can say it.

Vladimir Olehovych knows everything about me.

I have nothing to hide from him.

All right.

Your state…

Was critical.

Septic fever developed,

and I had no choice but to conduct a surgery

with irreversible consequences.

What does it mean?

I'm sorry but…

You will never be able to have children.

Thank you.

My respects, Lev Petrovich.

I'm sorry for inviting myself over so unceremoniously.

However, I thought that at present

Chervinka would be a perfect place for our meeting.

It's all right. I'm really happy to see you here.

The senseless vendetta between the Chervinskys and the Doroshenkos,

started by my father, should have been ended long ago.

You're absolutely right.

Is Zoriana Nazarivna at home?

I received the latest issue of Patriotic Notes today

with Mr. Mikhaylovskiy's new poem.

I believe she is an admirer of his talent.

Oh, yes.

That will lift her mood. Makar!

Have Ulia tell Miss Viter

that Vladimir Dmitriyevich and I are waiting for her downstairs.

Come on in.

I admire your spirit.

Not everyone would resist intimidation by a nobleman

and go against his will.

I'm not a serf who is scared of his master.

I'm used to thinking for myself.

Did you hear about our new task?

We're going to catch the sneaky thief.

What thief?

The one stealing wine from the barn…

The one you and your brothers put the cart with the press in.

They had brought in there a barrel of wine,

and next morning it was half empty.

They also helped themselves to the pickles prepared for the abbot.

I know who is doing this.

Father Abbot doesn't believe me.

It's father cellarer Yepifaniy.

But didn't he die…

Three years ago?

Yes. He did.

But he eats and drinks as if he were alive.

The monastery's graveyard

is right over the barn…

Right, right.

And the cellar's grave

is there.

Well maybe he wants you to pray for his soul.

And he won't come back then. Eh?

Good idea.

God rest the soul

of your servant Yepifaniy.

- Amen. - Amen.

Well, Ulia? Is Miss Viter coming down?

She isn't here.

Lev Petrovich, I've looked everywhere.

Maybe she is asleep.

Her room is empty. I promise, sir.

The bed is made as if no one slept in it.

The lady probably decided to go for a walk before bed.

Off you go, Ulia.

I think I know where she is. Let's go, now.

It's easier than I thought…

What are you looking there, monk?

The bag with the type matter!

It must be there.

Goddamn it!

Oh devil!

I saw them bringing it inside the barn.

How bad do we need it?

Can we get a new set somewhere?

No, we can't.

And without it all our efforts are just a stupid prank!

Control yourself. Help Bayda with the wheel.

I'll take care of the bag.

Can you fix it?

I'll make sure we can get to the city.

That's all we need. Give me the key from the barn.

The bag is heavy.

It's definitely lighter than the cart you'll have to lift to fix the wheel.

The bag is black and shabby.

Give me a hand!

Hold it.

Hold it. Like this. Come on.

Uncle, I met Mr. Yablonevskiy at the hospital

and remembered that you promised him an invitation.

It has been a while. I think it's not nice.

He might think you only said it to be polite.

Oh, that's what it is.

I can see the Polish gentleman has impressed you.

I can take care of all the preparations. You won't have to do anything.

I'll stay for the night and go to school from here.

I can tell Mom I have medical classes tonight.

Do you realize that you're making me to lie to my own sister?

All right. I will write to him today.

All right…

Goddamned wheel.

Stop.

Where is Robin?

This is good.

Is it… Crickey!

Stop!

Where are you going, Father?

Today…

Today I will show you to Father Abbot!

Hey! Let's go, now!

The type!

- I will not leave without it! - Hurry!

- Are you all right? - Yes.

There is someone inside!

This way!

Fire!

Let's go.

Fire. It's burning!

Bring water, quick!

Bring water, quick! Move it.

What did you think you were doing?

You've been told that it's a good idea.

- I'm used to make my own decisions. - I'm sorry, Zoriana Nazarivna,

but this is different from reciting shocking poems at a ball.

You started a fire and let the caretaker see you.

He will report you.

If he is able to remember anything.

What matters is that the printing press is ours now.

Ours! Splendid!

What are you going to do with it?

Where are we going to set up a printing shop?

We don't even have a place to held meetings at anymore.

I rented a place at the city outskirts. I'll show you.

- Let's go to the Maslov's smithy. - No.

This is even more reckless than your theft.

The printing process isn't a tea party.

You can't hide it from the neighbors and caretaker.

But…

Where are we going, then?

To Chervinka.

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE

Whose place is this?

Mine.

Father gave it to me when I was a boy and was fascinated by chemistry,

so that my childish experiments didn't disturb

the family.

Oh my God!

It's a Fernbach flask,

like at the university lab.

Childish experiments!

Your father must have spent a fortune on it in Kyiv.

I never became a chemist,

but I believe I will be able to help Antyp with printing ink.

How fortunate. Thanks to your father's reputation,

no one will think to look for the press in Chervinka.

Splendid.

I gather the servants never come here.

Serhiy is ready to unload the press.

It's not light though.

We need help.

I'm coming.

Vladimir Dmitriyevich, take a horse and go home.

Your family must be worried sick.

You're right. I hope you like chess.

I will have to tell them

that you and I lost track of time, engrossed in a game.

Looks like your folly will miraculously

work in favor of our common cause.

Folly?

I prefer to call it bravery.

NIZHYN. MONASTERY COURTYARD

Why didn't you call me sooner?

What were you waiting for?

You must have trampled all over the evidence.

Well, it seemed open and shut at first.

The caretaker had too much to drink and set the barn on fire.

Nobody got hurt.

We didn't suspect any foul play until we found out that the cart

and the printing press were missing.

Mr. Detective, the fire was so big we thought it had been burned.

Metal and all?

The caretaker says he saw the arsonist.

It's just…

I saw him, Mr. Detective,

with my own eyes!

I saw the goddamned criminal!

Do you know him?

Of course!

Father Cellarer Yepifaniy.

He has been haunting this barn since the day he died,

stealing pickles and wine.

And look what he's done this time!

This locket was found at the site.

No one has recognized it.

None of the brothers or novitiates had anything like it.

No one but them could have entered the barn.