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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.

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE

Windows, balconies,

doors.

Hang black ribbons out of all of them. Uliana, you'll be helping in the kitchen.

There will be a lot of work today and tomorrow.

Makar, tell them in the stables to have

three sets of horses at the ready.

Mr. Chervinsky.

Please let everyone know about the funeral.

I will take care of it, Lev Petrovich.

Don't worry about organizing it.

Your father has left detailed instructions

regarding the last rites.

I see.

Did he want

to be in control even after his death?

Not at all.

He was worried that he'd have to die alone,

and there will be nobody around to take care of everything.

Fortunately, his worries didn't come true.

Everything will be done the way you wanted, Piotr Ivanovich.

I will take care of it.

Don't you doubt it.

Except that there is no need

to send a letter to Lev Petrovich.

Just a minute, sir.

I think I know the last favor I can do you.

I'll be right back.

You ungrateful, stupid thing!

What is your head full of

if you can't hold the simplest things in it?

Do I need to whip you to make you remember what goes where?

Tikhon Yuriyovych, don't beat me!

All right.

Tikhon Yuriyovych. Have a seat.

All right? Come on.

Good.

Ulia. Wipe away your tears, take Olesia, and go to the pantry.

Bring me some apples and nuts.

Take your time, bring me only the perfect ones.

Have a cry.

Have a cry, Tikhon.

You need to let your pain out.

Because if it finds an exit by itself

there will be no stopping it.

Time will pass,

and it won't hurt so much anymore.

Your grief will abate, you will get used to it a little,

and life will go on the way it was.

How can it go on, Galina,

if there it is, my life,

lying in the bedroom waiting for the burial.

Three years,

days and nights, tending him like a baby.

Nobody cared about him except for me.

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE THREE YEARS AGO

You destroy everything you touch!

I will not be your next victim.

I'm leaving to St. Petersburg at down,

and I don't think I'll ever come back to Chervinka on my own free will.

Your mother's death wasn't my fault,

and believe me, I grief as much as you do.

I understand that you're mad at me.

But I'm your father, and I need you, son.

Alas, I can't say that I'm proud to bear the noble name of Chervinsky!

I'm sorry you had to go through this,

but it doesn't change anything in our relationship.

I hope you will find someone

who is ready to take upon him the burden of taking care of you.

Goodbye.

I've got it, I've got it!

Look at this mechanism they've sent us.

See?

Now I can cart you around instead of dragging you.

Going out used to be a torture for you,

and now it will be so easy!

Now we can go on strolls around all Chervinka.

To the hothouse or to the fields if that's what you wish.

Tell Ulia I didn't mean it.

Anyway, there's no need to put things

in their places anymore.

You will probably see her there.

But still…

Let she be with you till the end.

By prayers of the holy and God-bearing Fathers,

of all the Saints.

Amen. Lord, have mercy.

NIZHYN. CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION POLICE

Ivan Sylvestrovych,

are you suspending me?

Did I understand it right?

For doing my job?

Vasiliy Fedorovych, you should thank me

for not firing you for such frolics!

What were you thinking about?

Chervinsky stole the printing press!

Did you actually believe this madness?

Do I need to ask, though? Of course you believed it!

And merrily went with the gendarmes to search the estate!

With no legal reason!

I had reasons, and very serious ones!

I had received a tip on where the press was hidden.

Who gave you the tip, if I may ask, Mr. Kosach?

It was an anonymous message.

But it had a leaflet attached, freshly printed on that press.

Of course! This changes everything!

Aren't these papers all over the town?

Vasiliy, you were duped like a blind kitten!

Making a laughing stock of us all!

And all this because of your recklessness!

You think I don't know why you didn't come to me with that tip?

You wanted to do everything on your own

and pose as a hero on a white horse, right?

With an order on your chest!

You wouldn't allow the search.

Exactly. I wouldn't have!

And no one would have to die.

What are you staring at?

Piotr Ivanovich passed away after your drama at his house.

The funeral is tomorrow.

I will have to go and apologize for your actions

in front of the entire Nizhyn!

Go! Get out of my sight!

Until when am I suspended?

Until His High Excellence's visit ends.

He will leave, and, hopefully,

Lev Petrovich will go back to St. Petersburg.

The dust will settle down, and you will be able to come back.

Meanwhile, Kryvchyk can take care of your cases.

That's all. Go.

And, Vasiliy, I mean it.

Don't even come close to the precinct.

NIZHYN. DOROSHENKOS' MANSION

He died.

Yelena,

he died after all.

My God. Who?

Chervinsky. Piotr Ivanovich.

Oh my.

May God rest his soul.

But why are you so upset?

I wouldn't say you two were very close.

Quite the opposite.

I don't know, Yelena.

It's just that he lived such a long life,

he went through so many ordeals, he was so stubborn and resilient,

at war with all and sundry.

I was beginning to think

he was the hinge our world relied upon.

As if…

everything would wobble and fall apart when he died.

And now

he is dead.

Nothing has fallen apart, though, Nikolay.

Nothing is even wobbling.

Death is irreversible only for the person it came for.

KOSACHS' ESTATE

The devil has finally taken him.

Justice does exist after all!

Aleksey, do you hear?

The evil old man is dead.

They say he had a stroke when the gendarmes were there.

Can you believe this disgrace?

Coppers searching his palace!

I want to know everything!

How he died,

whether he suffered!

Whether he was in pain!

I want to know everything!

Can you drive me to Nizhyn?

No, Miss. I'm going the other way.

I can't get out of my way.

Polina Romanivna!

What are you doing there?

Go back to your room, now!

How long am I supposed to sit locked up in my room?

I went out for some fresh air

and wanted to know whether our carriage has been fixed.

The blacksmith promised to send a messenger as soon as he's done.

Please come back to your room.

I found her, Trokhym Petrovich!

Polina Romanivna!

Goodbye.

KYIV, BELLEVUE HOTEL

Mr. and Mrs. Malinovsky, hello, good evening.

The carriage is waiting, and your luggage is on board.

Let me say how sorry I am

that you had to finish your visit so unexpectedly.

Thank you and believe me,

Mrs. Malinovskaya and I are also very upset.

I assure you, we will never forget the days spent at your hotel.

Mr. Malinovsky, don't be so sad.

Who knows, maybe we will come back very soon

and stay at the Brazil emperor's suit after all.

I can't wait, Mrs. Malinovskaya.

He's a lucky man.

His wife is so vivacious.

He is. She isn't his wife, though. He wouldn't look at his wife like that.

Have mercy on us, O God,

according to Your great mercy listen, and have mercy.

Again we pray for the repose of the soul of the servant of God Piotr,

departed this life,

and for the forgiveness of his every transgression,

voluntary and involuntary.

Have mercy on us, O God, according to Your great mercy…

You're the one who was writing all these letters, weren't you?

It's just…

After the stroke, my master lost control of his hands,

so he taught me to write letters nicely,

so that they looked good.

But…

You don't have all the letters.

This one was written a long time ago.

Right after you left to St. Petersburg after Larisa Viktorovna's funeral.

Your father thought he didn't have long,

so he wanted to say goodbye even if in a letter.

I'm sorry, I used to write with a pencil back then.

For You are the Resurrection and the Life and the Repose of Your servant Piotr.

O Christ our God and to You do we send up glory,

with Your Eternal Father, and Holy Spirit.

My dear son.

These words will not change anything. My earthly road is coming to an end.

I've done everything I could, and now I can only hope for God's grace.

I have nothing to regret before meeting my Creator.

Everything I did, I did for the sake of my family.

I have only one request for you:

don't abandon your forefathers' home to strangers.

Visit your mother's grave sometimes

and pray for her soul.

And if you ever feel like it,

stop for a minute at the place of my eternal rest, too.

For You are the Resurrection and the Life and the Repose of Your servant Piotr.

O Christ our God and to You do we send up glory,

with Your Eternal Father, and Holy Spirit.

Again we pray for the repose of the soul

of the servant of God Piotr, departed this life.

You Who of old did fashion me out of nothingness,

and with Your Image divine did honor me

but because of transgression of Your commandments

did return me again to the earth where I was taken.

Tikhon Yuriyovych… Let me take your place.

This is all I can do, Lev Petrovich.

Have mercy, don't take it away from me.

You need some rest. At least sit down.

You haven't slept a wink, either.

Your reposed servant…

Every time a letter came,

I would get angry and never answered them.

If I needed to tell him something, I'd write to Galina.

All my life I was scared to become like my father.

And in the end

I overshadowed even him with my silent cruelty.

Piotr Ivanovich could act in all kind of ways,

but he could be really insightful.

He understood everything.

Maybe it's thanks to his words

that Galina's daughter came to success.

Who knows.

SEVEN YEARS AGO

Larisa Viktorovna, please!

You said Larisa Viktorovna was in her room.

If you want to weep and wallow in self-pity,

you don't have to go to Paris for it.

They have enough dishwashers there already.

But if you're really worth of something, get yourself together,

or they'll kick you out of your fancy singers' school

before you open your mouth.

You think my money will open every door for you?

No, it won't.

Either you paddle until you swim up to the surface,

or you drown.

All right.

Go to Larisa Viktorovna and tell her I'm waiting for her in the garden.

Don't torture yourself, Lev Petrovich.

Your father knew what was going to happen.

I don't think he was ready

for his own son's callousness to be the death of him.

Sir. Sir.

Natalia Panasivna is looking for you.

Mother.

Lev Petrovich, sir… Take a seat.

Please sit down.

Olesia!

Here. Take this.

And this. You must finish all this.

Natalie will make you thyme tea.

- Uh-huh. - Yes.

It will make you hurt a little less.

Put a little more thyme in it.

It won't hurt.

Did everyone but me see in my father

his love, his readiness to make sacrifices, his good intentions?

Am I the only one who was too blind to see him for what he was?

He was just a man, Lev dear.

He could be different. And people saw him differently.

Sometimes strong, sometimes scary,

sometimes bold and loving,

and sometimes weak and miserable

because of his own petty tyranny and cruelty.

Go! Get out of here, you… You monster!

Did you call me, sir? I was rocking Lev Petrovich to sleep.

Son, Lev Petrovich, son.

Sonny!

You and I, son, we don't need anybody.

Anybody!

We can tend for ourselves!

- All right, enough. Enough. - Easy, easy.

Go.

Go, or your family will come out to check

why nobody is getting out of the carriage.

I can't leave you.

I want to go with you and be with you.

I don't think they will be happy to see me coming back to Chervinka with company.

I'm joking but you really need to go.

You will see me before this week ends, I promise.

You're mine.

Remember it.

To Chervinka!

Hup!

NIZHYN, KORIENIEVS' HOUSE

Welcome back, Vladimir Dmitrievich.

Why is it so quiet here?

Are Tetiana Yehorivna and the girls out on a stroll?

Milady and your daughters

left to Doroshenkivka three days ago.

Is that so?

Did she leave a note or some kind of message?

No, sir.

Mother? What a surprise.

It's good that you're back, Vladimir.

I was going to leave you a note.

We need to talk about something important.

Please visit me on Saturday.

Has something happened?

I saw Tetiana before she left for the village.

She looked depressed

and she was crying a lot.

Send tea for Yelena Aleksandrovna and me to the dining room.

No, no. Not right now.

I'm going to Piotr Ivanovich's funeral.

Is Chervinsky Senior dead?

That's right, you were away.

There was a huge scandal in Chervinka.

Vasiliy Kosach brought gendarmes to conduct a search.

I can't imagine what they were looking for.

Anyway, Piotr Ivanovich passed away after he had left.

The funeral is today in Chervinka.

Uh-huh.

NIZHYN. HOTEL

Is the horse ready? I need to go now!

Don't worry, Your Excellence. It will be any minute now.

Mr. Yablonevskiy? Where are you going?

Waclaw? I can't believe it.

What are you doing here?

You won't believe it. I'm here to see you.

I've brought you news from Krakow.

I don't think you're going to like it,

but don't shoot the messenger.

Mr. Yablonevskiy! Your horse is ready for you.

Here.

I'm in a hurry.

I'm going to Piotr Chervinsky's funeral.

My mother grew up in his estate.

I can't miss it.

Are you staying here, at Grand Hotel?

No. Don't worry.

I'll come back to see you.

I'll be waiting. Promise you'll be here tomorrow.

I swear.

Everlasting be your memory, O our brother,

who are worthy of blessedness

and eternal memory.

Eternal memory!

Eternal memory!

With the spirits of the righteous give rest, O Savior,

to the souls of Thy departed servants and keep them in the blessed life

with Thee, O Lover of man.

In the place of Thy rest, O Lord,

where all Thy Saints repose give rest

also to the souls of Thy servants for Thou alone art the Lover of men.

I recalled for some reason

what mother said to Aleksey standing right here.

She said fate spared Anna Lvovna

from seeing what happened to her son Grigoriy.

Now I keep thinking

how harsh fate was to Piotr Ivanovich.

How much he had to go through,

how many members of his family he had to bury.

Neither my father nor I are responsible for your son's death.

If there is anybody to blame, it's Grigoriy himself.

Who have organized this disgusting parody of a court?

Who put together all these outrageous lies?

I am sorry for your loss of your son,

but everything that was said in court was the truth.

Your son is a murdered and a deserter,

and you will have to accept this harsh truth.

The happy family… Just you wait!

Time will come for you to answer for everything.

You will mourn your children, too!

Get out of here, now.

As for you, whelp, I will settle my account with you, too.

I'm begging you!

He was saved by Larisa, Nikolay.

She, her love, having Lev.

Piotr Ivanovich found a new meaning in life.

I believe that's why he stopped going out after returning to Chervinka.

He didn't want to share her with anyone.

Give rest, O Lord, to the soul of Piotr, in a place of light,

in place of green pasture, in a place of revival,

whence all pain, sorrow and sighing have fled away.

Forgive every sin committed by him, in thought, word and deed,

in Thy goodness and love for men, O God.

For there is no one who lives without sinning.

Thou alone art without sin…

Hello, Zoriana Nazarivna.

Why are you standing here and not next to Lev Petrovich?

As you can see, he has someone to console him already.

I'm glad that you're back with us.

How was your trip? I hope you enjoyed it.

Very much.

The goods will be in Nizhyn by the end of this week.

Judging by what the housemaid told me about the events in Chervinka,

the gendarmes knew exactly where to go.

It was one of our own who tipped them about the outhouse.

So now I don't know whether we can trust Bayda or Monk…

I did it.

- What? Why? - Easy, easy.

I wanted to check whether my suspicions regarding our leader had grounds.

Monk and Bayda received a note signed by you on the eve of the search,

asking them to move to an apartment you had rented on the outskirts of Nizhyn.

You?

That was very prudent of you.

Of course.

So, during Mr. Kosach's visit,

neither your friends nor the chemicals were at the outhouse.

But the stolen press had to be there,

as well as the leaflets.

However, as you can see, Lev Petrovich wasn't arrested,

and Mr. Khmelnyk with the most pious and mournful air

is paying his last respects to the deceased.

Instead of sending a revolutionary to jail.

Give rest, O Lord, to the soul of Thy servant.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit.

Now and ever, and to the ages of ages.

Amen.

Wisdom!

O Most holy Theotokos, save us!

Look, Marianna Fedorivna, Kosach's sister.

God, what a scandal. At a funeral?

Give way.

I need to see this.

Finally.

How long have I waited for this moment.

God wasn't in a rush to take you, Piotr Ivanovich.

Maybe He had no use for your evil soul.

Why all these mournful faces?

As if you don't know what this man did!

Marianna Fedorivna, don't.

You'll only hurt yourself.

Don't touch me!

I have the right to see

Piotr Chervinsky going to hell for everything he had done!

All our disasters were caused by your beautiful mother

and this cursed family.

Yanosh Stefanovych, leave it.

Grief brought her here, and it's her grief talking now.

I'm very sorry that my family has brought you

so much pain and misery, Marianna Fedorivna.

Don't you dare!

Don't pretend to be a meek lamb.

You are just like your dear father,

let him rot in hell!

I would have given anything to prevent what happened to your brother.

But it wasn't my father's fault.

It wasn't my father who took Aleksey Fedorovich's life

but the one who is buried there outside the cemetery

and whose name cannot be mentioned in our prayers.

You're right.

My father wasn't a good man.

But he deserves peace as well as any God's creature,

doesn't he?

No.

- Sister, enough. - No.

- We're leaving. - No!

- Marianna! - No!

Excuse me.

Whoa!

Whoa! Whoa!

Let's spend the night here, sir.

Maybe we'll find you a traveling companion.

It's too expensive to travel alone.

Goddamn it, who knew we would be stuck here?

Go back to her room.

Her mother ordered not to leave her alone even for one minute.

I've locked the room.

The young miss sent me to ask about dinner.

Sir, are you going to Sosnytsia,

Novhorod-Siversky or Nizhyn, by any chance?

I won't charge you a lot.

Thank you, no.

We're going the other way.

I see.

When are we leaving, Selivan?

After sunrise, sir, after sunrise.

It's a long way to go.

My condolences, Lev Petrovich.

Be strong, Lev Petrovich.

Be strong, Lev Petrovich.

Lev Petrovich,

my condolences.

I'm sorry I was late for the funeral.

I just came back from a business trip today.

Thank you, Vladimir Dmitrievich.

You are a distinguished speaker. I need your advice.

I'm supposed to make a speech,

and I cannot bring myself together for it.

I understand. It doesn't have to be a speech.

Just talk about what you feel.

Sometimes it helps me at my lectures.

Thank you, Vladimir Dmitrievich, for your sympathy and the good advice.

Hang in there.

Hello, Zoriana Nazarivna.

I heard you were away from Nizhyn.

- How was your trip? - It was interesting.

However, more interesting things had been happening here.

I heard that, too.

Do you have any versions? Who can be the traitor?

Thank you for coming here today to pay your respects to the man

who left all kinds of memories.

Unfortunately.

He was hard to love and very easy to hate.

I almost never agreed with him on anything.

Sometimes I was ashamed of him and avoided him.

Still, I'm proud to call him my father.

Where are you going?

To seek corroboration for my suspicions. I'll try to come back soon.

With his own example, he taught me a simple and important truth.

There is nothing more precious in life than the people you love.

They deserve your biggest sacrifice.

We need to tear off this scab.

Don't leave a single carrier of the disease.

Hang them, no matter how high-born they are.

You bastard.

Lev Petrovich,

your father's death is a great loss.

You have my deepest sympathies.

I'd like to say a couple of words in private.

Please accept my most sincere apologies for the incident

caused by Detective Kosach.

I assure you, I personally have never believed

this crazy story for a second.

If I knew what Vasiliy Fedorovych was planning…

Thank you, Ivan Sylvestrovych.

Mr. Kosach probably wanted

a quick and brilliant ending to his investigation.

I can easily understand this.

For your information,

this detective has been suspended from the case

and will not bother you again.

Uh-huh.

So, you asked me once to look for a man

who had left to Kharkiv gubernia to look for a job.

I sent inquiries almost immediately,

and I have received an answer.

Bad news, Vladimir Dmitrievich.

Looks like Mr. Chervinsky and us need to have a serious talk.

Are you sure? You know who has vouched for him.

I'm sure. Shall we?

Wait. I don't think this is a good time for this conversation.

Let's at least wait for tomorrow.

I don't think anything will change.

Why did she have to do such a reckless thing?

I could have vouched that you had been at the theater all day.

There would be no scandal,

no need for Marianna Fedorivna's horrible actions.

Isn't there any other way to find out where she sent her?

Vasiliy Fedorovych categorically refused to help me.

Polina's friend found out about her departure from me,

and she can't get any information from Marianna Fedorivna.

The latter refuses to receive guests.

Yes. I don't think she'll confess in me, either.

What are you going to do?

Go back to Krakow?

I will go looking for her.

Polina once said that they used to live in Kharkiv when her father was alive.

Maybe they sent her there to stay with his side of the family.

While I have a slightest chance to find her, I will not give up.

KOSACHS' ESTATE

"Aleksey, Aleksey, Aleksey!" That's enough, Marianna!

All you have been doing for 15 years is crying for Aleksey.

What does he have to do with anything?

Would he be able to stop you from marrying Yasulovych?

Would he be able to make you see

that you are ruining your life and your daughter's?

Is it true that you've sent her to Serafima Ivanivna?

What was I supposed to do after what she had done?

Don't you remember

how she whipped your daughter bloody

for a broken cup when she was three?

Are you insane, Marianna? She hates Polina!

Don't yell at me in my house!

This is my house, too!

And you need to remember

that being the eldest doesn't make you infallible.

You are the only one responsible

for all your troubles, sister.

That's all, Piotr Ivanovich.

Why didn't you call me to you?

What will I do

without you?

Everybody has left.

They are cleaning the living room.

Thank you, Natalie.

I don't know how I would survive it without you.

I'm glad I can repay you

even in a small way.

What is it?

Your father's address.

The Kharkiv police was able to find him after my inquiry.

Galina's report was probably lost somewhere.

They didn't even try to find him.

Budy town,

Kharkiv gubernia.

I'm going there today.

I think there is a train to Kharkiv at 1 a.m.

Just don't tell my mother.

I want to see him myself first

and find out why we

haven't heard from him for so long.

Yes.

Do you want me to come with you?

No. You have enough on your plate.

I'll ask Vladimir Olehovych.

If someone asks, tell them I went away for one day on a concert.

Lev.

Thank you.

NIZHYN. RAILWAY STATION

I thought you changed your mind.

There were certain problems.

Tell me.

Korieniev and Viter came back today.

I already know that.

What I want to know is what they were doing in Kyiv,

whom they were meeting.

Alas, it looks like it was a trip for entertainment.

She visited her godmother or tutor or whoever she is to her, Miss Rodzievych.

He visited the university only once.

The rest of the time the couple devoted to entertainment:

theaters…

…restaurants, strolls.

They stayed in the same room at the Bellevue Hotel

under the name of Mr. and Mrs. Malinovsky.

After their arrival it transpired

that Vladimir Dmitrievich's wife has left to the village.

If you are interested in their affair,

I can continue surveillance.

I'm interested in what this dandy is hiding,

not who he is sleeping with, is that clear?

Watch him closely.

I see.

Thank you.

NIZHYN. RENTAL APARTMENT

You never told me you were looking for an apartment.

How did you find time before the trip, Zoriana Nazarivna?

Too much was going on.

There wasn't time for chitchat, was there?

Everything ended up well, and Monk and Bayda weren't arrested.

You realize, Vladimir Dmitrievich,

that if Lev Petrovich had found out about our plans,

his excessive humaneness would become a serious problem.

I agree. You're right, as always.

It's a good place.

Not many people around,

easy to notice strangers.

Bayda and I have moved everything. So in fact we're ready.

We can start any day.

When will we get the glycerin?

Five days.

A week at maximum.

Right.

Polina Romanivna, I've brought you dinner.

I have no appetite.

All I want is to leave.

They have finally repaired the carriage. We're ready to leave.

It's not the best idea to go at night, but if that's what you want…

Right now I want to go to sleep and not see you or these walls.

If we're ready, as you say,

let's go after breakfast.

Right now, excuse me, I'd like to get some rest if that's possible.

Good night.