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Central Partnership

Central Partnership presents

Halt!

A Kolibri Studio production

Sergei KOLTAKOV

Get them out!

Sergei GOROBCHENKO

One, two, three, one, two, three!

Yelena LYADOVA

Anatoliy BELIY

Viktoria ISAKOVA

Alexander GOLUBEV

Pavel DEREVYANKO

In a Yury Moroz film

THE BROTHERS KARAMAZOV

Based on the novel by F.M. Dostoyevsky

Screenplay: Alexander CHERVINSKY

Director of photography: Nikolai IVASIV R.G.C.

Artistic directors: Yekaterina KOZHEVNIKOVA, Marat KIM

Halt!

Composer: Henri LOLASHVILI

New Russia State Symphonic Orchestra Conductor: Yury BASHMET

Sound director: Marina NIGMATULINA

Make-up: Marina FIRSOVA, Olga UIKOLAEVA

Forward march!

Move!

Part Six

Enough!

Well, good luck to you.

Good luck.

You'll come again some time or other?

I shall always be glad to see you.

Don't be too hard on me!

You see, I am going to Moscow.

It's a true saying then, that 'it's always worth while speaking to a clever man.

I am a scoundrel.

Grigory Vassilyevitch. Grigory Vassilyevitch.

Pavel Fyodorovitch fell in a fit.

Marfa Ignatievna!

Foma! Foma!

Where is she? Here?

Fenya, for Christ's sake, tell me, where is she?

My dear, I don't know. She didn't come back.

- She went to the father? - No.

You're lying!

From your terror I know where she is.

Oh Lord! He's going to murder someone!

Grusha!

Grusha!

Grusha!

Grushenka, Agrafena!

My dear girl!

Where are you?

There she must be.

I'll open the door.

I forgot to lock the gate.

Go and lock it.

Marfa!

Too much for the woman.

The house is unguarded in such perilous times.

Good Lord! Dmitri. Stop!

Stop!

The old man!

- Prohor! - Who is it there?

Open up!

It's me.

- Has Agrafena Alexandrovna come back? - She is not at home.

Where is she, Prohor?

She left for Mokroe two hours ago.

For Mokroe? Why?

I don't know that.

To see some officer.

Horses were sent to fetch her.

He is not coming back, is he?

I said to the chief porter not to let him in.

There is no chief porter there.

He left.

Only his nephew Prohor is standing there.

Speak at once! Where is she?

With whom is she now, at Mokroe?

I'll tell you.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, I'll tell you everything.

I won't hide anything. She's gone to her officer.

What officer?

The same one she used to know.

The one who threw her over five years ago.

Fenya!

How could I forget about him?

She told me about him.

She told me she had received a letter from him.

Has he come today?

He came to Mokroe yesterday.

A messenger brought a letter and she went there.

She said to give greetings to Mitya.

And she asked to say: 'she loved him only for an hour.

Only one hour she loved him.'

Look at your hands.

They're all over blood!

'Only one hour she loved him.'

She told me.

How could I not to think about her.

That is all right.

That is all right.

What is wrong with you?

That's blood, Fenya.

That's human blood.

And my God! why was it shed?

Fenya, there's a fence here.

A high fence.

And terrible to look at.

But at dawn tomorrow, when the sun rises,

Mitya will leap over that fence.

You don't understand what fence?

Never mind.

You'll hear tomorrow and understand.

And now, good-bye.

Good-bye.

Grigory Vassilyevitch!

Where are you? He is sick again.

Grigory Vassilyevitch.

Grigory Vassilyevitch.

Grigory Vassilyevitch, where are you?

Good God!

Grigory Vassilyevitch! What happened?

He murdered his father!

He murdered him!

Run for help!

Run!

Grigory Vassilyevitch!

Help me!

Help!

Grigory Vassilyevitch is dying.

Help me!

Something bad happened!

Fyodor Pavlovitch!

Fyodor Pavlovitch! What a tragedy!

Fyodor Pavlovitch!

Murder!

Murder!

He is murdered!

- What happened? - The sir is murdered!

Grigory Vassilyevitch is dying. He is all in blood.

I heard Grigory screamed. And who murdered him?

I don't know.

That was Dmitri Fyodorovitch who killed him.

What we should do now?

We must call for the police captain.

But we didn't see anything!

We should look at it!

Pyotr Ilyitch, excuse me.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, come on in.

I pawned my pistols to you.

Ah, yes, great pistols.

You decided to sell them to me? I would be happy to buy them.

Pyotr Ilyitch, I came for them.

And brought you the money. And thanks very much.

I'm in a hurry, Pyotr Ilyitch, please make haste.

- What happened? - Please, hurry!

You are all in blood. Have you had a fall?

Come on in.

- Here's a wash-stand. - wash-stand? That's all right.

But where am I to put this?

In your pocket. In your pocket.

But, I say, that's all nonsense. Let's first settle the business of the pistols.

Give them back to me. I need them.

Here's your money.

I am in great need of them and I haven't a minute, a minute to spare.

But I shan't have change enough. Haven't you less?

No, they're all alike.

How have you grown so rich?

Wait, I'll send my boy to Plotnikov's, they close late,

to see if they won't change it. Here, Misha!

Run to Plotnikov's and tell them that Dmitri Fyodorovitch sends his greetings,

and will be there directly.

Well, now come and wash.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch take off your coat.

Put the money on the table.

That's right, come along.

Look, your coat's covered with blood, too!

It's not the coat. It's only a little here on the sleeve.

This is a pocket.

The handkerchief. It must have soaked through.

Well, you must have been up to something. You must have been fighting with someone.

Come along.

Follow me.

Please.

You have also blood on your face.

On your left cheek.

Will you go in that shirt?

Look, all the cuff of your right sleeve is covered with blood.

Yes, it's all bloody.

Then change your shirt.

I haven't time.

You see I'll...

I'll turn it up at the wrist. It won't be seen under the coat.

Tell me now, what game have you been up to?

Have you been fighting with someone? In the tavern again?

Have you been beating that captain again?

Whom have you been beating now?

Nonsense!

I smashed an old woman just now.

Smashed? An old woman?

An old man!

Confound it! Have you killed someone?

No. We made it up. We had a row - and made it up.

We parted friends.

Now here are the pistols.

I haven't a minute, a minute to spare.

It's too late for talking.

Where's my money?

You put it on the table.

Money's like dirt or water to you, it seems.

Here is the key.

Here are your pistols.

Yesterday you pledged them for ten roubles, and now you've got thousands.

You'll lose it like that.

Where are you going?

Here is the bullet.

It's going into my brain, so it's interesting to look and see what it's like.

But that's foolishness.

Pyotr Ilyitch, that's nonsense, if only you knew what nonsense!

Give me a little piece of paper now.

A clean new piece, writing-paper.

I'll tell someone to prevent your going there.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, where are you really off to now?

To Mokroe.

To Mokroe? But why?

Why are you going to Mokroe?

There's a woman there.

Listen, though you're such a savage I've always liked you.

Now I can go.

I feel anxious.

A woman, Pyotr Ilyitch.

That's enough for you.

You shut up.

Here's Misha! I was forgetting him.

Thank you, dear.

Pyotr Ilyitch, I am going.

Don't dare to do such a thing!

Go. Go.

I won't have it in my house, it's a bad, demoralizing habit.

Put your money away.

I dare say you'll be coming to me to borrow ten roubles again.

Put it here.

I say, let's go to Mokroe together.

What should I go for?

Let's open a bottle at once, and drink to life!

I want to drink with you. I've never drunk with you, have I?

Let's drink at the Plotnikovs', in the back room.

Shall I ask you a riddle?

Ask away.

'I punish myself for my whole life; my whole life I punish! '

I will certainly speak to someone.

You won't have time, come and have a drink.

What do you want with so much?

What's it for?

What is inside?

Not less than four hundred roubles.

Four dozen champagne, not a bottle less.

Sweets, toffee, etc.

The goods ordered would besent off in a special cart.

Not more than an hour! Not more than an hour!

And put in more toffee and fondants. The girls there are so fond of it.

The fondants are all right.

But what do you want with four dozen of champagne?

One would be enough.

Give me the bill, I'll check it.

Well, you may go to the devil!

Throw away your money, since it's cost you nothing.

This way. Don't be angry.

Give me the champagne.

You are so boring.

Do you mind oysters?

First-class oysters, the last lot in.

Hang the oysters. I don't eat them.

There's no time for oysters, and I'm not hungry.

Don't be angry with me.

I never have liked all this disorder.

Who does like it?

Three dozen of champagne for peasants, that's enough to make anyone angry!

That's not what I mean.

You know, I keep thinking of your pistols.

Pistols. That's all foolery!

Let's drink!

Drink, and don't be fanciful.

Here's champagne.

To life!

Let's drink to life.

To life, I propose the toast.

To life!

And to one queen of queens!

Let's drink to life and to your queen, too, if you like.

Misha, come here, my boy.

Drink this glass.

What are you giving it him for?

I want to.

He'll remember it afterwards.

What are you looking at? Drink!

Good boy.

I love woman!

Woman.

What is woman?

The queen of creation!

My heart is sad, Pyotr Ilyitch.

My heart is sad.

Do you remember Hamlet?

'I am very sorry, good Horatio!

Alas, poor Yorick!

Perhaps that's me, Yorick?

Yes, I'm Yorick now.

And a skull afterwards.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, won't you come now?

Dear good Dmitri Fyodorovitch, don't harm my mistress.

And don't murder him. He'll marry Agrafena Alexandrovna now.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, don't take a fellow creature's life!

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, give me your pistols at once.

The pistols? I'll throw them into the pool on the road.

Fenya, get up, don't kneel to me. Mitya won't hurt anyone.

The silly fool won't hurt anyone again.

I hurt you just now, so forgive me and have pity on me.

But it doesn't matter if you don't.

Good-bye, Pyotr Ilyitch!

My last tear is for you!

Let's go faster!

He's a fool, though he's a good fellow.

He'll do something terrible there.

Watch out! Don't let them deceive yourself.

I'm not his uncle.

Karamazov has three thousand?

But where can he have got three thousand?

He said Hohlakov presented it to him.

There's something odd about it.

We should visit Fyodor Pavlovitch's and find out if anything had happened there.

He boasted aloud that he would kill him.

We all heard him, here.

And it was three thousand he talked about.

That's nonsense.

I will come and Fyodor Pavlovitch in his jeering way

would go telling the story all over the town,

how a stranger, called Perhotin, had broken in upon him at midnight

to ask if anyone had killed him.

I'd better ask everything Fenya.

I'm coming.

Tell me, what you know.

What has Dmitri Fyodorovitch done?

- Where did he take money from? - He killed his father.

What? You know that?

Or you think that?

He killed him for a woman. He said that to me.

How did he say that?

That it was human's blood.

That he killed a man. That's what he said,

He says a lot of things.

You better tell me what you saw with your own eyes.

He had snatched up a pestle from the mortar.

And that when he returned, the pestle was not with him.

And the blood was simply flowing, dripping from him, dripping!

Let's suppose, the blood wasn't dripping from him.

The hands stained with it.

He killed him because of a woman.

We should go to the police captain.

I can go to him.

But there is something wrong here.

Killers don't do such things.

He went to the mistress to Mokroe.

Is the master murdered?

I don't know.

Go straight to the police captain.

Grigory Vassilyevitch.

What will we say to the police captain?

If he is alive.

We will go and take a look ourselves.

Dmitri Fyodorovitch, we see you once more!

Stay, Trifon Borissovitch.

First and foremost, where is she?

Agrafena Alexandrovna?

- She's here. - With whom?

Some strangers.

One is an official gentleman, a Pole, to judge from his speech.

And there's another with him, a friend of his, or a fellow traveler, there's no telling.

They're dressed like civilians.

Well, are they feasting? Have they money?

Poor sort of a feast! Nothing to boast of, Dmitri Fyodorovitch.

Nothing to boast of?

And who are the others?

A gentleman called Maximov.

He's been on a pilgrimage, to the monastery in the town.

- Is that all? - Yes.

Tell me the chief thing, Trifon Borissovitch.

How is she?

Is she cheerful? Is she laughing?

No, I think she's not laughing much.

She's sitting quite dull.

Now answer one more question : are the gypsies here?

You can't have the gypsies now, Dmitri Fyodorovitch.

The authorities have sent them away.

But we've Jews that play the cymbals and the fiddle,

so one might send for them.

Send for them. Certainly send for them!

And you can get the girls together as you did then,

Marya especially, Stepanida, too, and Arina.

Two hundred roubles for a chorus!

For a sum like that I can get all the village together.

Quickly, quickly!

But why do you spend a sum like that on such coarseness and rudeness!

Go quickly!

And the girls are all lousy.

Besides, I'll get my daughters up for nothing.

They've only just gone to bed, I'll give them a kick and set them singing for you.

I sent more than one thousand flying last time I was here. Do you remember?

You did send it flying.

I may well remember. You must have left three thousand behind you.

Well, I've come to do the same again.

Now, listen and remember.

In an hour's time the wine will arrive, savouries, pies, and sweets.

Open it, and hand everything immediately.

And the girls, we must have the girls.

Andrey, here's fifteen roubles for the drive, and fifty for vodka.

For your readiness, for your love.

Remember Karamazov!

I'm afraid, sir, give me five roubles extra, but more I won't take.

Trifon Borissovitch, bear witness.

Forgive my foolish words.

What are you afraid of? Well, go to the devil, if that's it?

Why do you need the pistols?

Show me the way.

Are they in the blue room? Like the last time?

- Yes, in the blue one. - Wait!

Let me first get a look at them.

So that they don't see me.

Go!

Let me pour a glass for you.

Gentlemen, here I came too.

Panie, we're here in private.

There are other rooms.

Good evening, Mr. Karamazov.

Good evening. You're here, too!

How glad I am to find you here, too!

How tight you squeeze!

You've quite broken my fingers.

I squeezed the hand.

Gentlemen, the wine.

Let's drink to our good understanding.

Gentlemen, I brought this.

If my suverin lady is permitting.

What does 'suverin' mean? 'Sovereign,' I suppose?

I can't help laughing at you, the way you talk.

Sit down, Mitya.

Don't frighten us, please. You won't frighten us, will you?

Me, frighten you?

I am glad to see you.

I am very glad.

I want him to stay here with us. And if he goes away I shall go, too!

What my queen commands is law!

I beg you, panie, to join our company.

Let's drink, Panie.

I want to drink tonight.

Mitya, don't prance about.

- Want to drink. - But it's nice you've brought the champagne.

I want some myself, and I can't bear liqueurs.

You've come for a spree again?

It's good. We were fearfully dull here.

But put your money in your pocket.

Where did you get such a lot?

THE BROTHERS KARAMAZOV

End of Part Six