neutralize the Duma,
don't you?
Holy Father, she's on the phone
again.
She's singing...
What's your name, my little
nightingale?
Keeps singing...
Calls up and sings. Or else she
asks if I'll come to her.
But she won't tell me her name.
All right.
Submit, you whore!
Protect me, Lord!
The Satan!
You dare come here naked?
Is my house a brothel?
Write!
God is love!
Hatred is death!
Hallelujah!
Why are you tormenting the bird?
Give it here!
Sleep.
It's sleeping.
Are you free now?
- What?
- Get out!
Her Imperial Majesty is on
the telephone.
Mama! May the Lord keep you.
Holy Father, you wanted to speak
to me?
Has something happened? What?
I'm so frightened. Tell me.
A dream I dreamt last night.
A long road.
And in the middle of it a nest and
six big eggs ready to hatch out.
And among the eggs sat the Duma.
With a golden halo all around.
Papa came up the road, very
reluctantly.
Around his head there was a halo,
too
- And those halos joined together.
- What?
And as they joined
a white dove flew out.
But the Duma is filled with
our enemies!
It must be a sign sent by God
to guide us.
Only what is His Divine meaning?
My humble brain is bewildered.
I'm in the dark.
Bless you, Mama.
I'll be praying.
He will come.
List of Deputies of the Duma
There are 19 parties listed here.
And I'm sure there're others
not on the list.
- What are we to do with them?
- They've all sprung up in 10 years.
We're the ones who let it happen.
- Are they calling strikes?
- Not all of them.
- They will, give them time.
- The Lord protect us.
Now then... yes...
Mama promised to give 50,000
to Zamyslovsky for his newspaper.
It's not a huge sum, but he swears
his editorials will be favorable.
I've met this Zamyslovsky,
he's a crook.
He sings the praises of other crooks.
You want to be in that boat?
- Mama gave her word.
- Break it. Tell her I had a vision.
- Why are you frowning?
- My leg.
Come on, relax for a while.
There's no one to see you here.
Limp as much as you want.
I've got here a list of certain men
Badmayev will try to put on
the Council of State.
Wily old owl. He's been busy.
Who is he pushing?
- Izmailov.
- May the Lord take him soon.
Chagodayev.
He'd be safer in some commercial
post.
Ivan Ivanovich Korf.
We'll accept that one.
He's a thief, but one of us.
- And Nikitenko.
- Scum!
He'd murder his mother for a song.
But he's useful.
That means we've got two:
Korf and Nikitenko.
How do we convince Papa?
Tell him: "Grigory says
God has ordained it."
Why do you look so foxy?
What's the matter now?
I was watching you
when you spoke with Mama
on the telephone.
Halos joining together...
Joining together, not joining
together... What's the difference?
So the dream was a lie.
But Papa did come to the Duma.
And he's no worse off, either.
They say he wept a few tears there.
And that way we stopped
nasty rumors that're going around.
That's one good thing. There's
been too much talk about me.
Papa is afraid of his own shadow!
He does what Mama says,
and Mama acts like a blind person.
She will follow you
anywhere you lead.
- We lead her together.
- I'm frightened, Grigory.
Afraid of falling, eh?
It's a long fall from where we are.
You'd get a lot worse than
a crooked leg.
I'm afraid of losing Mama. I hope
she'll never lose faith in you.
Have you?
Pay her a visit. Comfort her.
If I go to the palace too often,
the stairway'll start squeaking.
The Grand Dukes gather like flies
to honey, eager to push you away.
Let them try.
You've got to go there.
Do something mystical.
You're good at it.
- Asking for a miracle, aren't you?
- I'm not asking for anything.
You're a liar! You want a miracle!
Everyone wants one!
The spookier you make it
the better they like it.
Put it up your ass! As long as
I'm here, you're here!
But when I'm not here,
who will be the one to blame?
I see the pit of Hell, yet I go on.
I smell sulfur, and