shy. Come. We will not stay long.
Thank you very much.
A new hairstyle is necessary.
What beautiful hair you have! Those curls!
Tea! Would you like tea?
I don't either, but they insist.
Where is the tea?
We're in a hurry. Where is it?
-I know I'm beautiful.
-Too beautiful.
What do you want me to say?
-Come on!
-I have nothing to say!
What is that?
-Did you write this book?
-Not me. He did.
Neither he nor I. But he will dedicate it.
Follow me.
Sir, what are you looking at?
Shall we continue?
What do I see? Nothing for the moment.
Some people are obviously waiting
for something.
Let's proceed with caution.
These madmen could eat you.
They liked your hair.
Of course, good writers always have
beautiful hair.
-Be more careful and quiet now.
-I'm following you.
-Close the door quickly.
-It's done.
When I was last received here
at the Winter Palace...
it was being renovated after the terrible fire.
-The parquet doesn't creak.
-It doesn't creak....
-The ambassador of Persia!
-Excuse us for being late.
Sir, let's go.
The ambassador of His Highness the Shah...
Prince Khozrev-Mirza...
the son of the future Shah,
with his entourage.
-Do you know what is happening?
-Not yet.
We are witnesses.
Nicholas I received an apology
from the Persian emissaries...
regarding the murder of Russian diplomats.
Griboedov was one, I think.
How interesting.
Are you able to see?
What uniforms!
Luxury, empire...
power....
Look over there. Higher.
Can you see?
Yes, I see now!
One must not trust this world. You are right.
Beware, court officials are cunning.
Some of them are mediums.
They could sense your presence.
Thank you for your advice.
We Gemini are curious by nature.
I'II move ahead.
Maybe I'II meet old acquaintances.
Good luck. I'll find you later.
Mighty Sovereign Emperor!
The peaceful nature of Persia
and the sacred union that exists...
among His Majesty and the Shah
were both upset by evil.
Under its power, a frenzied Tehran crowd...
committed unheard-of acts of evil.
The resulting victim was
the Russian mission.
The honest heart of Fetkh-Ali-Shah...
was horrified by the idea
that a handful of wrongdoers...
might destroy our peace and union.
His Majesty the Shah has sent me,
his grandson...
to request that you, Sovereign...
erase from memory this event.
Let the world know that,
despite this terrible event...
two wise monarchs,
with their infinite wisdom...
speak openly and vanquish all suspicion.
With the greatest joy, I stand before you...
Your Imperial Majesty.
I carry out my grandfather's will...
that we strengthen peace...
between our two peoples.His Imperial Majesty...
commands me to assure Your Excellence...
of his pleasure
at hearing your explanation...
as well as the righteous plea...
of your sovereign.
I've been observing you. Who let you enter?
-You have no business here.
-That's correct.
Then you must leave at once.
Off you go, sir! Away!
-I had no intention of staying.
-Away!
This ceremony will continue
for a few more hours still.
As a former diplomat, I'm aware of that.
A terrible boredom will set in. Terrible!
Leave me alone!
-And what is that?
-What did you say?
I adore luxury and regal splendor.
Stasov wasn't a bad architect.
He loved discipline,
but left space for breathing.
We cannot stay here.
The ceremony will finish.
Then they will all come in.
My God!
Sиvres porcelain, my weakness!
-Beautiful.
-Yes, yes!
-Inimitable!
-Beautiful.
This is the cameo service?
Yes, it is.
Not so close, please.
What gold!
Sir, it's awkward setting the table
with you here.
You can admire it later when you are seated.
Please do go away.
What pure tones!
The blue and gold are enchanting.
And the wine-sediment color!
Always such marvelous cooks here
in the Winter Palace.
Do you recall the taste of food?
No, I have forgotten.
You've forgotten....
Visit the other salons while waiting
for the dinner bell.
-That blue!