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MARS MEDIA ENTERTAINMENT

AMEDIA

present

a MARS-FILM production

The creators of this film did not seek

to reconstruct the events of the Mongol-Tatar Yoke epoch.

The plot and the heroes are the product of the authors' imagination.

ALEXANDER USTYUGOV RAMIL SABITOV

YULIA PERESILD SVETLANA KOLPAKOVA

SABINA AKHMETOVA SANJAR MADI

SERGEI PUSKEPALIS ARTUR IVANOV

ARUZHAN DJAZILBEKOVA DINA TASBULATOVA

KARINA ANDOLENKO ARTEM ALEXEEV

EVGENIA DMITRIEVA LARISSA DOMASKINA

SERGEI SOTSERDOTSKY BORIS KAMORZIN

WRITTEN BY OLGA LARIONOVA

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY MORAD ABDEL-FATTAKH

MUSIC BY ZINOVIY ARVANITIDI

ART DIRECTORS - DAVID DADUNASHVILI YURY GRIGOROVICH

EDITED BY ELENA DENISEVICH DENIS LUZANOV, IGOR REPIN

SOUND BY OLGA SUBBOTINA VADIM RUDOBELETS

COSTUMES BY MARIA YURESCO

MAKE-UP BY ELENA ARSHINOVA ELENA MAMEDOVA

CASTING BY LIKA LEONIDZE

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER GALINA NAKHIMOVSKAYA

POST-PRODUCTION BY ALENA KORNEEVA

LINE PRODUCERS - VAZGEN KHACHATRYAN ALEXANDER MARTYNOV

PRODUCER ARAM MOVSESYAN

PRODUCER ELENA DENISEVICH

GENERAL PRODUCERS RUBEN DISHDISHYAN

LEONARD BLAVATNIK NELLI YARALOVA

a film by TIMUR ALPATOV

THE GOLDEN HORDE

Episode Four

Look at this.

What are you standing? Take her down.

Go and warm yourself.

Thank you.

Give way to the Prince!

Give way!

I'll go and meet him.

We can't close our eyes on this.

Think up something.

You know how to deal with her.

He came with her. All folks saw this.

I'm sorry, Marfa-khanum, one table cloth sank,

and the others I left on the shore. I'll run there.

What happened?

Why are you so wet?

I wanted to get out the table cloth and slipped.

Is it true?

That the Prince brought you home and everyone saw it?

The Prince gave her his kaftan lest she catch cold.

Why is the Prince so tender with you?

I don't know.

Maybe he fell in love with me.

Out!

What are you blabbering, you shameless one?

'Fell in love'. Who do you think you are, you wretched darkie?

I am not wretched,

I am the bride of the Great Prince.

Listen, you, fool!

Our Prince is an Orthodox believer

and he already has a wife

given to him by God, and he got wedded to her in the church.

Is it clear to you?

Can't the Prince get wedded to me, too,

- and I'll be his second wife? - Fie!

For you it's as broad as it's long!

Our Prince can't have two wives!

Such is our tradition.

You mean, if your traditions are like this,

he must live with this old witch till the last of his days?

The Grand Prince is the lord of the Russian land.

And ruling in the terem is his wife.

God forbid you cross her road.

No one will help you then, even Yaroslav himself.

We've well-trained troops only in big cities,

yet not in all of them.

Smaller ones can't wait for help from Novgorod or Vladimir.

You must gather armed groups of your own

so that such towns can hold on till help arrives.

What about new conscripts?

Bad harvest this year, so they get conscripted.

Here they'll be provided for. Only they need good training.

Where is the Polovtsian war chief?

The one who wounded me?

Where else? In the dungeon. You forbade to persecute him.

Release him and be kind with him.

Let him teach our menfolk how to handle horses and weapons.

For the love of Christ, he is a real cutthroat!

That's why we need him to do the training.

That's all. Discuss everything between yourselves,

and tomorrow we'll talk to the rest.

What, Eremei? Going to argue with me?

No, my lord. I just wanted...

Speak up, fear not.

I wanted to ask

about that Tatar girl.

About Nargiz.

It seems

you took her for yourself?

What made you think so?

They are buzzing about it in the terem.

Never mind the womenfolk.

If you like her - take her.

I have nothing against it.

Take the chicken to the cellar. What is it?

Don't slide in the smoke damper, or we'll suffocate.

Scram, all of you!

I need to talk to Marfa Nikitichna.

What's going on? You served dinner too late,

- and the pie was oversalted. - I had my hands full in the morning.

How come? You have so many helpmates.

So many? Didn't I tell you I need two more!

Why then the ones you have are loafing around,

prancing in front of the Prince, the shameless ones?

For god sake, Stepanida, she didn't even mean to.

She fell into the water, the Prince was passing by, so...

Don't tell me the tales.

Keep an eye on her, or you'll be left without this helpmate.

You know what becomes of girls like her.

I ordered to kindle the steam bath for that Tatar girl.

God forbid she'll die from cold, and I will be answerable.

You heard the rumors in the terem?

Our immaculate one messing with a non-Christian girl

for the whole Vladimir to see.

You didn't hold a candle for them, eh.

But I saw how he looked at her.

That girl is real pretty, her eyes yummy like berries.

The Prince won't disgrace himself because of her.

- Nor should you. - Why not?

The keys keeper whispered he'll be alone in the bath house.

Maybe we should go there together, Uncle?

You want to sin? Only without me.

Oh, come on, who will know?

And even if he finds out -

you forgot how he gave away your wife to the Tatars?

You should make it even with him.

Let go! You must be out of your mind!

I just said a foolish thing.

Hey, bear man. Do you like women?

What do you want, Marfa?

Go and sharpen it.

It's about Nargiz.

Speak up.

Only swear to me

that you'll treat her handsomely and marry her.

I swear by God.

- What is this? - A blanket.

The senior wife embroiders ones.

But Khan Berke wants you to do this.

When is the Khan expecting me?

Khan is expecting Aizhan.

You may go.

Nevermind, my darling.

Kekhar-khatun will be patient.

Wake up, my dear.

Wake up. Be quiet.

It's me Kekhar-khatun. Listen to me and be silent.

Khan Berke ordered to make you ready for the wedding.

It means tomorrow you'll go to his bedchamber.

- You should run away. - But what about the guards?

I'll show you the way out of the city.

On the road you'll find a horse and a goatskin with water.

Gods are benevolent to me.

Don't come near me!

Don't come near!

You, dirty dog!

Fear not, my dear.

Let's go away...

Put it on...

No, don't!

Don't!

Come, come, my dear.

Fear not. Let's go away from here.

Come on.

Hush, my dear.

Come on...

Jesus, what have you done with her, you sinner?

I put her to no harm.

'twas the madman brought up by Vladimir.

- What was he doing in the bath house? - How should I know?

Please, not a word to anyone.

I won't. I'll just kill that dog.

Nargiz, did he abuse you?

No, I swear.

Please, or else everyone will know, and he, too,

the Grand Prince!

My dear girl, listen to me.

Eremei is your only protector!

Should he abandon you - they will kill you!

If the Prince was tender with you

saying good words to you,

it was only because of his kind heart!

Then why did Eremei enter the bath house at night?

Only you knew I was here.

You were the one who sent me there.

That dog has run away!

I feel so desolate without Daniil.

I am not wanted here.

Don't even say such things.

You are the mistress here.

Another one?

You should use onion potion more often.

No one should see you are not sixteen anymore.

What do you want?

I need to talk to the Princess. It's important.

Go away. The Princess is preparing herself for the night.

I wanted to say something about that Tatar girl.

Come up here.

Speak up.

You will be all belabored with a rod ten times.

You'll scrabble cauldrons and pleasurize the warriors.

She wasn't even leaving her bed.

All right,

tell the girls that the new concubine is ill

and was moved temporarily to a separate marquee.

And tell them to keep their mouths shut.

Heavens forbid the Great Khan will find out.

Great One, Bakhar-agha is here.

He said it's urgent and concerns the new concubine.

Bring him in.

Sorry for disturbing your peace, oh the Great One.

I sleep little.

I need to finish this here.

A funereal carpet?

For whom is it intended?

For me.

Togtagai-khatun is sick?

I'm not sick.

But a wife can't survive her own husband.

Oh, the Great One,

Berke Khan is in good health, glory to the heavens.

You know very well he wants to take one more wife.

Before dying, Man lives through the last call of flesh,

a wish to immortalize himself by having a son born.

But his days are counted.

You said, one more wife?

Then the grave should be made wider.

She has fled, Togtagai-khatun.

- What? - I don't know how she managed to.

Someone must have helped her.

And I know who.

Bring this viper here quickly.

- Bring whom? - Kekhar-khatun.

I swear - I didn't help the girl.

I wouldn't dare.

Don't lie to me, Kekhar.

I'm not lying. Heaven is my witness.

Heaven will punish you, you lustful one.

Tell my nephew Azamat

to gather a unit and set out in search of the girl.

And tell the Great Khan

that the poor Aizhan fell ill

and was separated from the others.

If we don't find her by the morning,

we are all done for.

You may go, Bakhar.

You'll be the first one, Kekhar,

whom he will throw to the dogs.

A storm is coming.

Her traces have disappeared, we won't find her.

Let's go back home. We must be there before the guard mount.

What illness befell her?

Oh, Great Khan, it is a delicate matter,

and we are afraid it may be contagious.

Great Khan,

the peeper spotted Azamat and his people near the headquarters.

They had left without permission

and wanted to return unnoticed.

Bring him here.

Speak up.

Great Khan,

we were looking for the girl Aizhan.

Please, have mercy!

How did she manage to escape?

I swear I don't know anything about this!

No! No!

- Speak up. - We have found her, Great Khan.

Release him.

- Where did you find her? - Near the Grey Stone.

Who helped you to flee?

Tell me the name, and you will be spared tortures.

Tell me.

I don't know anything.

Great Khan,

Azamat confessed under tortures

that it was him who helped the girl to flee.

Azamat and all those who were with him

are to be persecuted.

They have found her.

Aizhan is alive.

She will be tortured and will say your name.

Find poison for me.

Something to die quickly and painlessly.

Do it quickly!

Good evening, the Great One.

Kekhar-khatun sent me here.

She is asking for poison.

Only the Great Khan decides when his wife is to die.

Here. Let her take five drops, not more.

It will help her to calm down.

- Your nephew Azamat... - I already told the Great Khan

that the betrayer had laid an eye on the girl and helped her to flee.

And then he spinned a false story

about me trying to hide her transgression.

Good day, darling.

I missed you so much I came without an invitation.

Good day, Princess.

I wrote a letter to our son.

Find an occasion to send a messenger to Pereyaslavl.

Don't worry.

I will send the messenger.

Are you tired, darling?

Go, my dear Princess.

We'll see each other during supper.

That Eremei of yours is a perky one.

One wouldn't imagine he is over fourty.

What do you mean?

My chambermaid saw last night

him and Nargiz leaving the bath house.

She could hardly walk. Maybe she was drunken,

or maybe Eremei had fatigued her.

You should have left to Pereyaslavl with our son.

Your hands are not full if you have time spinning rumors.

Here, drink this, Uncle.

I need your advice.

What?

What do you need?

The madman ran to me, beaten all over.

Our Tatar girl must be having a protector.

Didn't I tell you -

leave the girl alone.

I only hope that protector made use of her.

If so, she will keep silent.

And what about the madman?

- Wash them. - But I'm making the filling.

I couldn't even imagine it'll come to this...

And if I hadn't sent Eremei to you?

Nargiz...

I meant best for you.

I suspect the madman turned up not by himself.

Get married to Eremei before he changes his mind.

No.

Radmila's chambermaid

saw you and Eremei leaving the bath house.

The whole terem is talking that you were spoiled.

That's why now anyone can abuse you.

What? And he, too?

He thinks I was with Eremei?

Ilkhan Hulagu seeks friendship, not domination.

To enslave a whole state

like Berke Khan is doing, is too costly for the treasury.

Free trade and exchanging skills and knowledge is our aim.

What does your ruler wants from us?

We are not free - you said it yourself.

My ruler wants to deliver you from the Golden Horde's yoke.

That's funny. A Mongol wants to deliver us from Mongols?

Ilkhan Hulagu is not a Mongol, he belongs to the world.

Still I don't understand what you want from us.

We want friendship and unity.

My ruler wants to know: should it happen so

that Persia will war against the ulus Djuchi -

whose side the Russ will take?

Tell your ruler:

it is a big honor to have his respect.

When receiving the yarlyk of princehood

I swore allegiance to Berke Khan.

And I never break my oaths.

I will pass your words, Grand Prince.

Maybe we should have considered their proposal?

Ilkhan Hulagu is strong and powerful.

Wait, where are you going?

Let me in, I need to talk to the prince. Yaroslav!

Shut up. Lock her up in the dark room.

Let go, I need to talk to Yaroslav.

When two dogs are barking, the third one shouldn't interfere.

We can only shed blood for our freedom,

and not for changing yokes.

Do it!

Do it!

I can't.

I'm a prince, and not a murderer.

Oh, you are so squeamish,

Ustinia doing all dirty job for you.

Shut up!

Don't you mention her name.

Well, enough for today.

You may go.

- Eremei. - Yes, my lord?

You stay.

You may go, Miron.

- And what do you think? - About what?

About that Persian, of course.

What is there to think?

You did right.

Only Vladimir, on knowing, will be angered.

Especially that you didn't summon him to the Council.

They are both after war.

Thank God they didn't hear the envoy's words.

Let Vladimir and his uncle take care of their principalities.

Theirs is young and hot blood.

Maybe it's true about Vladimir,

but not about Boris. I can see through him.

Maybe we should take him in hand?

You may go.

Nor did you tell me the truth.

I fully support your decision.

- We can't war with Berke now. - You may go.

Eremei...

I heard on the grapevine

about you and Nargiz. That you...

Well...

I don't know how to say this...

Kind of.

And she did this on her own free will?

I don't know how to say this...

Kind of...

Pah...

'tis the wrong time for hooking up with lassies.

- My lord... - Get out!

And the two of you, get out of here.

We'll have her baptized tomorrow on the quick

and have her wedded one of these days.

Only if Eremei won't think better than marrying a spoiled girl.

He'll marry her.

Men, while still not bored with a woman,

don't think with their head.

You can't imagine how the prince looked at me

when I told him about Nargiz and Eremei.

As if I had stabbed him.

Don't exaggerate.

The Prince didn't think about that girl

until you told him about her frolics.

Long time since I saw him in such a state.

When she appeared in the terem,

he livened up.

Everything is ready, Prince.

Can I be of any service to you?

Miron, where is she?

In the dark room.

Give me the key.

But, my dear lord...

You may go.

You wanted to talk to me?

Speak up.

That old man,

the voevode...

I will never let him touch me.

Eremei is a good person.

He wants to marry you.

Prince, don't give me away to him!

I'll have you released.

Thank God you feel better through my prayers.

You need to eat. You're thinning away.

I asked those infidels: give me some chicken meat.

And they said: "We kill chicken only for khans."

May they drop dead, those slant-eyed ones.

Get out!

I'll order, and they'll bring to you whatever you wish.

I will punish anyone who will dare to object to my woman.

I am not your woman yet, Khan.

Then you will become mine - now.

Wait.

You paid an immense price for me.

And now you are going to treat me as your slave?

Taking me hurriedly on this dirty mat?

You want a wedding ritual?

I want your wish

to be so strong when you can't wait a moment longer,

when you will be ready to give your life

for a night with me.

Only then, Khan, I swear, you won't be disappointed.

I hope it's not empty words.

What's wrong with you, Russenian?

'tis none of your care.

He's suffering from skin disease. But it's not contagious.

Then how come you were conscripted?

I can very well sit in the saddle

and handle my sword.

I don't believe you.

You can test me.

We're pulling off!

We're pulling off!

We'll talk yet.

The newly arrived they keep together.

Then they divide them into hundreds.

After that, it will be a problem to talk to them all.

So, we must talk to them as soon as they arrive to the city.

But how? They won't let us out.

When the envoys return, they will enforce security.

Then we'll have to talk to the guards.

Stop talking! Get back to your work!

Fear not.

Have some.

Azamat confessed he had helped you to flee.

Is it true?

Azamat would never have dared.

Only if Togtagai-khatun ordered him to.

And who is Togtagai-khatun?

Togtagai is the Khan's senior wife, Kekhar - the younger one.

Kekhar...

She seemed so kind to me.

Kind?!

Kekhar-khatun is a witch!

Listen,

every woman in Berke Khan's harem wants to scratch your eyes!

Should any of them offer to help you, it means

she is preparing something evil.

It doesn't matter anymore.

They will persecute me all the same.

Good day, Karagai-khanum.

Get undressed.