still I go on!
The Grand Dukes are willing to
pay me millions if I go away.
And those offered me 250,000,
damn them!
Go to hell, all of you!
I'll go, don't worry.
I'll go just the way I came,
with a sack on my shoulder.
I despise your filthy city.
I want to see flowers and trees.
And you can all wallow
in your stink!
I put a dozen of underwear in
the drawers, and they steal them all!
Get out!
You go too!
And you?
Is the Lord within your soul
right this second?
Yes. I am I, Grigory.
You're with me.
We will walk together.
Until the end!
Yes.
Please excuse me...
Do we accept the ripped money?
We do! We'll accept anything!
Down with the Czar!
Long live the Republic!
Never had the gulf between
the power and the people
been so great.
Time had run out
for a peaceful solution.
Now it was up to the people
to decide their own destiny.
End of Part OneAGONY
Part Two
We agreed on twenty kopecks.
Be happy with the ten I give you,
and get lost.
Sir, we agreed the price was 20.
- You want my coat, too?
- You owe me five more, sir.
It's still a kopeck short.
You owe me a kopeck, sir.
It's not fair, sir.
Sir, one more kopeck.
- Wait, sir, where are you going?
- He'd rather be hanged than give in.
What's the big idea?
Did you have to tell everyone?
- You whore!
- Do you mean me?
- Where's that offensive of yours?
- It'll come.
Where will it come? In the south?
I've been told that in Minsk
a landowner's fleeing the war.
His estate is in Baranovichi,
it's captured by the Germans.
You sold it to me when I was
drunk. Made a fool of me.
You promised me the offensive
by the end of autumn, didn't you?
Then you tell me it's for Christmas,
and I'm still waiting.
Moscow wasn't built in a day,
either.
Let them mount an attack not
in the south, but in the center.
- What are you talking about?
- If not, I'll destroy you!
Sweat those extra pounds off.
Everything will be all right.
- You're a scoundrel!
- And you're another.
Where is he?
Badma!
What's wrong, Badma?
- I haven't slept for 3 nights.
- Are you sick?
It's Karma!
I try to cross a stream -
I must reach Nirvana,
on the other bank, but I can't.
I make a step, and I'm changed
into a sheep,
a step back, I'm again myself.
- You have visions too?
- The sheep.
Sheep, millions of them.
- It's a sign, Badma.
- Baranovichi, huh?
- The place is crawling with Germans.
- We'll crush them all.
- And if they crush us?
- Then it's written in the stars.
You'd send Papa to the slaughter,
there'd be a lot of blood.
Sheer bloodshed...
They're already calling him
"Bloody Nicholas".
And Papa and I are graven in
same metal. Two sides of one coin.
Papa should smoke his pipe.
He gets what he deserves.
With the Czarevitch on the throne,
the Czarina will be regent.
The rest is in your hands.
- You're the marksman, I'm the rifle.
- I point, you fire!
So, charlatan, that's your little
trick!
You want to arrange the world
to your liking,
and not as it was ordained by God.
Remember, you didn't say it,
I didn't hear it.
But don't touch Papa. Is it clear?
You know what I can do to you.
Ah, you're back again.
You managed to find me even here.
So what now?
Just tell me your address
and I'll come to you.
I'll be there.
A woman, she's worse
than a cat in heat.
Well, we can talk later.
Of course, Grisha.
Go, amuse yourself.
You needn't think you're sinning,
my little nightingale.
What is a sin, do you know?
It's like an ink stain dirtying
our souls.
And once we've sinned,
then the stain is gone.
Come, nightingale, we'll uplift
ourselves and then we'll pray.
You corrupted wives and mothers!
Father Yakov, get started.
Brother Grigory,
now is the moment of truth,
to sit in judgement over your soul.
I realize it won't be easy
to fight against you.
I've been called upon not as
your friend,
but as your enemy,
and your merciless accuser.
In your devilish pride,
you have put yourself
above