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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.

KOSACHS' ESTATE

Paraskeva, is Mama in bed already?

I want to take her for a walk before bed.

Along the road Mr. Yablonevskiy left by?

Oh, Miss, you are literally lovesick.

You will see him tomorrow.

Why is it so hard to part with him even for a moment?

Ma'am.

What is it, Pavlo? My mother is in her room.

Polina Romanivna, the stable boy said

the Polish gentleman's horse has come back.

With Yanosh?

No.

Paraskeva, call Mama.

Now!

And you send a search party to the forest.

Search every inch of the road out of the estate too.

And…

Over here!

Here he is, the gentleman. Hey, sir?

Hey, sir?

He's dead.

We need to find some cloth to cover him.

We can't carry the body uncovered.

Guys, let's take him to the cart.

Oh, sir…

Lev Petrovych…

He's alive!

This way, you idiot! Goddamn you! I said he's alive!

Father, where have you been?

I would go to the road every day to check whether you're coming back.

That's enough, Yarchyk, enough.

Father is back.

Everything is going to be the way it used to.

Let your father have some rest.

Where have you been?

Mother had been looking for you for 18 months.

She'd go to the precinct every day.

She even got to the Kharkiv police chief, and nothing.

She had lost hope.

Almost buried you.

I see.

When I left to look for a job,

I fell very ill.

Kind people nursed me back to health.

I barely recovered.

Nobody thought I would.

Whom should we thank for taking care of you,

helping you, my poor darling, recover?

Whom should I thank for my husband coming back home?

Father, tell us about the life in Kharkiv.

My dear boys, I missed you so much. You can't imagine.

Now, now.

Yanosh.

Yanosh!

Whoa!

He's alive.

I'll get a doctor.

Polina!

I'll go with Polina Romanivna. Don't worry, Marianna Fedorivna.

Be strong, Yanosh Stefanovych. Help is coming.

Don't tell anyone. No one can know.

Give me your word.

Marianna Fedorivna, shall I take him to the bedroom?

The living room. It's closer.

It's not that many people here today.

The local Robespierres are probably tired of the revolution.

Bayda sends his apologies. He won't be able to join us today.

So, we're waiting for Robin.

Ladies are allowed to be late,

aren't they, Mr. Professor?

You are in a bizarre mood today.

Let's get to the point. We have a lot to discuss.

You are right, more than right. Lev Petrovych.

Excuse my frivolous tone.

What can I do for you?

It's time to act. With double caution, of course.

We were able to make our plans known, and people respond to that.

I'm sure there will be enough of those willing to speak up

during Mr. Skuratov-Beysky's visit.

We need to organize them,

define our demands,

and put together a clear action plan.

We also require more paper and ingredients for the printing ink.

We need much more leaflets.

Thank you for gracing us with your presence.

I was starting to worry that our humble abode

is too humble for your grand goal, Miss.

While you are building air castles,

our comrades rot in torture chambers.

Who?

Has someone been arrested?

Two of your students, Professor,

have been caught with your precious leaflets, Lev Petrovich.

For some reason, none of you two looks too concerned.

When?

Do you mean we've been exposed?

You need some rest after your trip.

And I should head home.

Good night. Welcome back, so to say.

So soon,

Markiyan Vasylyovych?

Is it? It's almost night.

Or maybe Markiyan Vasylyovych was going to stay for the night?

I'm used to sleeping at home.

Goodbye.

Will you give me a ride to the estate, Markiyan Vasylyovych?

Darling, why? Stay.

I have a rehearsal at the theater tomorrow morning.

I need to get ready.

Will you come tomorrow, Natalie?

Yes, it happened three days ago.

There's no reason to worry, though.

They don't know anything, so they won't say anything.

I left the leaflets for them in a hiding place.

There is no threat for us, I promise.

Really?

So the only thing you worry about is your safety, Professor?

Your so-called enlightenment isn't worth a dime

if you are ready to sacrifice your students.

Or are you a coward, Professor?

I thought we were going to talk about future expenses at this meeting.

Wow, Father, is that so? Really? Is that what happened?

I swear.

Who would have thought.

All right, guys, get dressed.

You are spending the night with us.

No, I want to be with my father.

- But, Yarchyk… - Yarchyk, let's go.

You can see him tomorrow.

Let your parents have some time together tonight.

See you tomorrow.

Good night.

- Galina… - Shut your mouth.

I can't listen to your lies anymore.

Why didn't you tell the boys the truth?

Why didn't you tell the boys the truth?

Marianna Fedorivna,

it's a huge risk. Are you sure?

What are you waiting for? You said it yourself: it's a big risk.

Mr. Yablonevskiy has a gunshot wound. I am supposed to report it to the police.

Vitaliy Mykhaylovych, do your job and treat him.

I will deal with the police myself.

All right, if you insist.

Can you do it?

Polina Romanivna, it requires some self-possession.

Yes. Tell me what to do.

Robin, we need to unite, not fight.

I don't need your lectures.

Better think of a way to help our comrades.

We need to get the guys out.

Robin is right.

Not now.

We can't take this risk.

They've never been at the meetings, they don't know anything.

- I don't think they are in any danger. - Are you shaking in your shoes, Professor?

Why don't you go home and join your wife in your warm bed?

How dare you?

Revolution is a dangerous business. Don't you know that, Robin?

Enough of these slogans.

I'll talk to the head of the investigation department

and try to find out what will happen to the students

and whether we can help them.

You will get yourself under suspicion.

Fear and timidity.

I'm ashamed for you. You are becoming like rats in a cellar,

hiding in the corners and talking incessantly.

I suppose the meeting is over.

The fever isn't subsiding.

His wound is very serious, Polina Romanivna.

The surgery is just the beginning.

I can't yet tell whether Yanosh Stefanovych will live.

I will stay and keep an eye on him. The first night is critical.

Thank you, Vitaliy Mykhaylovych.

You can't imagine how grateful I am.

Still,

Polina Romanivna, talk to your mother again.

I think we need to inform the police.

- If Mr. Yablonevskiy dies here… - Yanosh will live.

He asked us to keep it a secret, and we

aren't going to tell anyone.

Neither are you.

Well…

If that's what you want.

Why are you staring at me?

Trying to make a hole?

Talk to me, Galina.

I don't want to see you or listen to you.

I wish you really had died, bastard.

Let me at least say something. For the kids' sake.

Don't start it.

You betrayed us all.

The kids and me.

And you didn't suffer too long

before finding a replacement, huh?

You are in no position to judge me.

God will decide which one of us is a bigger sinner.

It's not as soft as your mistress's. You will have to excuse me.

I wasn't expecting you, so I haven't prepared a feather bed.

Zoriana Nazarivna. You're too fast for me.

- Like a deer. - What do you want?

I want you to keep our meetings free from your lovers' quarrels.

What? How dare you?

You're forgetting yourself.

Do you imagine yourself a heroine of a dime novel

you used to read at the finishing school?

- Curb your enthusiasm. - What do you mean?

Now isn't the time to play at being noble and put our cause at risk.

You have a concrete mission. I hoped you would be able to fulfil it,

but I'm starting to think it was a mistake.

How interesting.

Should we leave our comrades to their fate?

I believe, Zoriana Nazarivna,

that you shouldn't digress from your mission.

Have you ever heard the phrase

"You cannot make an omelet without breaking eggs?"

That's not how you used to talk.

I always talk in the way that's appropriate,

I'm a practical man, Zoriana Nazarivna.

And you are an egg.

A very charming and arrogant egg.

Better do what you have been told

and don't forget that you are easily replaceable.

There are enough pretty girls with passionate stare around.

I hope you've heard me.

I'll do it.

NIZHYN. RAILWAY STATION

Buy a newspaper!

Where do you want to go?

To Mr. Chervinsky's estate.

Petro Ivanovych died a week ago, God rest his soul.

His son works in St. Petersburg.

Only God knows what will happen to Chervinka now.

Let me drive you. My carriage is new. You'll be there before you know it.

Your carriage is new,

but the horse is ancient.

Go! Watch out.

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE

That's right. Do something useful instead of gaping about.

Ulia!

What are you thinking about? We're out of potatoes.

Here they are, Auntie Galina.

Did you have such a good time with Markiyan Vasylyovych yesterday

that you can't see a whole basket of potatoes?

Shut up, now!

What the hell are you doing here?

What? Lev Petrovych, is something wrong?

Nothing is wrong. Markiyan Vasylyovych has just told me about your news.

Go home and stay with Panas.

They can handle it without you here today.

Good morning.

Zoriana Nazarivna,

believe me, I share your feelings.

Spare me your niceties, Lev Petrovych.

It's worthless.

Actions matter, not words. Fortunately, I realized it just in time.

MONUMENT TO BE UNVEILED IN NIZHYN

Are there any news from Mr. Yablonevskiy?

Are you trying to recruit the young prince?

I'm afraid he won't be interested in your noble initiatives.

He hasn't showed up at the appointed time.

Maybe he found something better to do.

No. Lev Petrovych, I haven't seen Yanosh.

Thank you. There is no need for this. I don't have time for breakfast.

There is a lot I need to do before today's event at the park.

Are you going to be at the monument's unveiling?

Yes. I want to talk to Mr. Khmelnyk, as I promised.

Stupid girls!

- How can I trust you with anything? - Auntie Galina, that's what Makar said.

Lev Petrovych said not to cook lunch.

He won't be home,

and Miss Zoriana also said she was going out.

It's none of your business what she said or didn't say.

What if she changes her mind?

Everything has to be ready just in case.

Hello, Galina Romanivna.

How are you?

Lev Petrovych gave Auntie Galina a day off.

Uncle Panas is back. Did you know?

Of course.

How can I leave these fools unattended? A mess!

The kitchen is a mess, and they don't care.

Go, Galina.

You need to be with your husband.

We can spare you for today.

Go, Auntie Galina.

I can handle it.

NIZHYN. HOTEL

Hello. I need to talk to Prince Yablonevskiy.

- Please let him know that I'm here. - Unfortunately, he isn't here.

Do you want to leave a message?

How long has Mr. Yablonevskiy been absent?

He left after noon and hasn't come back yet.

Filipp!

Finally, old pal.

You don't seem to be in a hurry to meet with me.

Give this to Mr. Yablonevskiy as soon as he is back.

Lev Petrovych, what brings you here?

Please meet my old friend in my European adventures,

Mr. Waclaw Nowakowski.

I'm in Nizhyn for a few days,

and luckily I was able to meet with my old friend.

Lev Petrovych is a local landlord who lives in St. Petersburg.

- How long are you staying? - A couple days.

Filipp is an important man now,

but he won't say no to a glass of champagne with me.

Right, old pal?

Lev Petrovych,

why don't you join us?

Unfortunately, I'm in a hurry. Work, you know.

- He was looking for Yablonevskiy. - And?

He didn't find him, and he won't.

I hope so.

I wonder what his hurry was about.

Miss, your breakfast is ready. Your mother is waiting for you.

I'm not going anywhere.

I don't want to leave him.

I heard the doctor saying

that your gentleman is going to be all right,

that his chances are good.

There is no need to torture yourself.

I am

afraid to turn away from him

or leave the room.

What if he lives only while I'm here? I'm so scared.

Don't be like that, Miss.

You have more strength than your entire family.

Your Yanosh is strong too. He will make it.

Don't let these thoughts engulf you.

Hush. Hush.

Easy, easy.

Whoa! Whoa!

- I said go! Go! - What is it? What are we waiting for?

Just a minute, Miss.

See, his horse is barely alive. He shouldn't take her on the road.

Come on! Come on, my dear! Go!

She won't go, sir.

Mikhail?

What are you doing here?

Speak of the devil!

I'm here to see you, Zoriana.

Olha Platonovna came to talk to me.

She knows about your scheme with the glycerin.

And?

What have you gotten yourself into, Zoriana?

Take a walk.

Have you found out what he knows?

Nothing, as far as I know.

Except for some vague suspicions from your friend Yablonevskiy's message.

Are you worried about something

or upset about the untimely death of your friend?

I suggest that you stop clowning around, Mr. Razumkov,

if you don't want to join Mr. Yablonevskiy.

He forced me to do this.

Don't follow his example.

I'm more worried about your comrade from the secret police.

If he finds out about our plans, are you sure about your local Joan of Arc?

Rather yes than no.

She is too eager to make a passionate speech at the stake

to let someone stay in the way.

Besides, as you can see, Chervinsky is in a romantic mood.

He cares more about his romance with the singer that the revolution.

How would have thought?

You're mad about it.

I…

I just want to finish all this as quickly as possible

and never see you or Chervinsky or this goddamned town again.

Galina? What are you doing here?

I heard the rustling and thought it were the goddamned mice.

Don't tell anyone, Tykhon.

Let me sit here in peace.

I can't go home.

My feet literally won't move.

So Panas is back.

Aren't you happy?

You know

that he betrayed me.

Me and the children.

Did he have to come back now?

How can he be my husband now,

after this deceit?

What does Markiyan Vasylyovych say?

What can he say?

How can I marry the manager if my husband is alive?

God, what a disgrace.

Oh Lord.

Do you love him?

Whom?

Well…

Panas?

Don't open the door for me

Don't look at me

Through the enchanted glass

Go to sleep

Don't leave me when you wake up

To the warm spring

I'm afraid of you

And want to be with you

Greet me every night

At the edge of the abyss

Remember me

I will live forever

Behind your temples

My songs

You have already hated them

We are drowning in this endless war

I'm afraid of you

And want to be with you

Greet me every night

At the edge of the abyss

Lev? You're here! What a surprise.

I have to be at an event at the city park today.

I wanted to see you, even for a minute.

Have you? Now go. You can't make those important people wait.

Come with me.

Are you out of your mind?

Why?

What will people say if we come together?

What will they say?

Do you care?

Maybe they'll say the truth:

that I… can't stay away from you.

You'll have to wait.

I need to get ready.

Wait.

This isn't a nightingale, of course,

but it's as beautiful as you are.

Hup! Go, you bastard!

Go, go.

I said I didn't need help, especially from you.

Convince me.

Tell me you aren't in trouble

and aren't going to do anything that might hurt you.

If it's true, I'll leave.

Who are you to demand explanations?

You're nobody! Do you hear? Nobody!

Enough babying me. I will do whatever I believe necessary.

What have you imagined? That you'll be my savior?

That I will fall into your arms and abandon everything for you?

Miss, get in. We can go now.

Go back to Kyiv and paint pictures for Papa if he commissions you,

and leave me alone!

Come on, go!

Go! Come on, go.

Lev Petrovych wants to know when Mademoiselle will be ready.

He has a great taste.

I'm like in a dream, Volodymyr Olehovych.

I used to think that my life was over

and that nothing good would happen to me.

And now fate gives me another chance.

You deserve happiness, my dear.

KOSACHS' ESTATE

What, what is it? What?

What?

Wait, I'll give you some water.

Just a minute.

Come on, come on, come on. Go!

Come on.

Good.

What?

Yanosh, it's me.

Yanosh, darling, look at me.

Yanosh, please look at me.

What? What is it?

He is saying something, but I don't understand.

- Chervinsky… - What is it?

- Lev Chervinsky… - Chervinsky?

Is he the one who shot you?

Lev Chervinsky…

He is in danger.

I need to warn him.

Yanosh…

Did you see the monument? Our entire family came to see it.

Natalie, I'm glad to see you here.

Will we get to enjoy your beautiful voice?

Alas, Yelena Aleksandrovna, not today.

Mademoiselle is here as a private person.

She is a guest and my date.

But if you think it will be appropriate, I can sing something.

Gladly.

I don't doubt your eagerness, Mademoiselle.

People of your profession

are always resourceful.

Ahlaya Valeriyivna, I believe your husband is looking for you.

Let's go.

I'm sorry.

Don't you regret taking me along?

As you can see, not everyone is happy to see the famous singer.

Regret being with you,

the chance to hold your hand and feel your warmth

only because some arrogant lady has wrinkled her nose?

Never, Natalie.

I will never regret a moment spent with you,

especially because of stupid gossip.

You're probably right.

Don't be scared of anything, ever. I'm there for you.

Look at that…

I think it's inappropriate.

We are wasting our time

while the rebels are planning something right under our noses.

Vasyl Fedorovych, do you think you're the only one doing any work?

We have arrested the students

who were distributing those goddamned leaflets.

Have they told you what kind of act they are planning?

They don't know anything. They are pawns.

We need the person who is behind all this, playing the game.

My dear Vasyl Fedorovych,

let me remind you that you are suspended.

Maybe it's your chance to relax.

Go to a resort, have some fun,

and get back to work as a revived person.

- Gentlemen. - Yes.

Ivan Sylvestrovych, Nikolay Oleksandrovych,

can I talk to you about work for a minute?

Lev Petrovych, truth be told,

I prefer to talk to your beautiful companion,

and about art, not work.

You and Vasyl Fedorovych

have conspired to prevent me from having a good time today.

I'm sorry about your suspension, Vasyl Fedorovych.

It's hard to be away from the job you love.

In our business, it's important to keep a clear mind,

or you might do something stupid.

So it was a timely measure. Yes, timely.

Why, then, do you reject my reasonable suggestion

to follow the stupid boys and let them lead us to the person

who spreads dissent in Nizhyn, instead of their demonstrative punishment?

Vasyl Fedorovych, recall what I've just told you.

It's time for you to take a break.

Let me finish my conversation with Lev Petrovych,

if you don't mind.

Did Vasyl Fedorovych mean the students with leaflets?

What punishment was he talking about? What is going to happen to them?

Exile, so that no one else even dreamed about doing it.

Do you have to?

What do you suggest?

Erecting a monument to them next to this one?

You know what I think about it.

It's an infection that needs to be nipped in the bud.

But isn't it better to think in terms of strategy?

What do you mean?

You know that Nizhyn rebels are spreading dissent

on the eve of His High Excellence's visit,

and it's not that stupid students who are in charge.

Why cut off the only thread?

Isn't it better to find and fry the bigger fish?

Your rendition of "Beautiful Nights" last year in Vienna was a revelation.

Thank you.

I'm sorry for the interruption,

but I know what you're talking about, ma'am.

I cherish more than one charming memory given to me by Mademoiselle's talent, too.

Those unforgettable moments.

Mesdames,

you don't mind if I steal our beautiful singer

for a few words, do you?

- Yes. - Of course.

Let's go!

What do you want, Mr. Razumkov? I've told you everything I had to say.

I have nothing to add.

It's… such a joy to see this fire in your eyes.

Goddamn it! Is it because of Chervinsky?

It's none of your business. Leave me alone.

Noble, brave,

rich, and in love.

One might think, what else

would one wish?

But what will he say when he learns the entire truth about his fair lady?

About her passionate European adventures?

You won't dare to tell him.

Why not?

Is there anything more important

in love than complete honesty?

Huh, Natalie?

You're such a rascal.

Why are you so worried, my darling?

After all,

they say love does wonders.

Maybe it can overcome even the old-fashioned notions about morality.

Or are you afraid

that, between love and honor, your Lancelot will not choose love?

You are an artiste, Natalie.

A good one at that.

But please,

don't confuse the stage with real life.

It would be naive to expect a happy ending for this pastoral,

wouldn't it?

Hello, Lev Petrovych.

I couldn't miss such an important event.

I'm glad to see you.

Natalie, if you're ready, we can go.

Mademoiselle Rossignol,

have a good night.

It's suicide. What were you thinking?

Is this the way to change the world to the better, in your opinion?

By murder? Disgrace? Jail sentence? Zoriana!

I didn't think you were such a petty bourgeois at heart!

What sense does it make to live a quiet life

if you can do something to justify your existence?

Is this really what matters for you?

All those lofty words?

What about yourself, your future?

Don't you want to be happy, maybe give life to another person,

live for yourself and your family?

You're so shallow and stupid.

I want to leave a trace.

I want my name to be remembered

not only because of the silly jewelry house!

How could you?

What for?

Why did you stop me?

What happened to you, Zoriana?

Who hurt you?

He left me.

How did he dare?

You said the wound looked promising. Why doesn't he come to his senses, then?

What did you think?

Polina Romanivna, it's a bad wound. It's a miracle that he survived.

Have patience.

I keep forgetting to say

how much I admire your and your mother's bravery.

You don't often see people care so much about a stranger.

My daughter cares about this stranger a lot,

and I don't want her to suffer.

Where are you going?

To the Chervinskys.

I've been living at half capacity all these years, scared to feel, to trust.

All this has changed

overnight thanks to you.

I didn't think you were still the same romantic young man.

Don't mock me, Mademoiselle.

I am honest and open as never before.

You know,

I got used to this aftertaste of bitterness and resentment.

I thought it would stay with me forever,

but now it's gone.

There are no more secrets, omissions, lies.

There is only you and I.

I'm sorry. You're tired of my talking.

I really am tired, Lev Petrovych.

It was a long day.

All right, I'll shut up.

Just tell me, will you have dinner with me?

I'm sorry, I have a horrible headache.

I shouldn't have gone to the park.

Ma'am, excuse me, did I understand you correctly?

Are we going to the estate?

Exactly.

Hurry up.

I don't want to draw Mr. Chervinsky out of bed.

CHERVINSKYS' ESTATE

Mother? Mother.

Natalie,

I'm sorry.

Your mother is a fool.

Such a fool.

I don't know what to do.

Hush.

Mama, let's go.

Let's go, Mama.

I'm not going home.

Come to my room then.

To my room.

I can't be alone tonight.

We can be together.

Let's go.