Czar?
Which one is the Czar?
Kutuzov has done nothing else
but cause annoyance to the Czar.
How is it possible to appoint
as our commander-in-chief
a man who can't mount a horse, who
goes to sleep at council meetings?
His morals are the worst you can
conceive.
I won't even dwell upon his so-
called qualities as a strategist.
At a time like this how can anyone
call on a man who is so old?
Just imagine. A blind general!
He can't see anything. He could
only play blind man's bluff.
Never have our forces fought
with such valor.
But the fate of the army and
of the fatherland
are in the hands of a good minister
and a bad general.
Barclay is delaying action.
The whole army is critical of him.
The French are at Vitebsk.
In four days they may reach Smolensk.
Or they may be already there.
Prince, what do you think of
the situation?
I?
The field of operations may move
so near to us that...
I have said and I still say
the field of operations is Poland,
and that the enemy will never get
beyond the Niemen river.
When the snow melts,
they'll drown in the Polish marshes.
But, Prince, the letter says
that they're at Vitebsk now.
Ah, the letter...
He says the French were defeated.
Near what river did he say?
The Prince never mentioned that.
Mikhail Ivanovich, how do you
want those plans altered?
Go ahead! Take everything!
I'll set the place on fire myself!
Those devils won't get it!
Nowhere did he seem to be
comfortable.
But worst of all was his customary
place on the couch in the study.
This couch had become a dread,
because of the oppressive thoughts
that kept turning over in his mind
when he lay there.
No, no, not like that!
There's no peace anywhere!
Blast it all!
Yes, there was something important
I was saving to think about in bed.
The bolts? No, it was something,
something in the drawing-room.
Tishka! What did we speak about
at dinner?
About Prince Mikhail.
Will you keep quiet? I know,
about Prince Andrei's letter.
The French are at Vitebsk.
In four days they may reach Smolensk.
Perhaps they're there by now.
Tishka!
No, nothing.
I don't need anything.
Soul's in pain...
The Princess is afraid.
The soul's in pain.
The soul's in pain.
All my thoughts... were about you.
I kept calling you all night.
If I had only known!
I was afraid to come in.
- You weren't sleeping?
- No, I wasn't sleeping.
Why didn't you come, my dear?
Thank you for all you've done,
my child, my dear...
Forgive me, and thank you.
Forgive me, and thank you.
Will you please call Andriusha?
I have a letter from him.
Where is he?
He's with the army, father.
At Smolensk.
Yes, Russia has perished.
They've murdered Russia!
I want to try and sing again.
It's something to do, anyway.
An excellent idea.
You know, Nikolai's been decorated.
Saint George's Cross.
I'm so proud for him.
I know. I sent him the announcement.
Well, I don't want to interrupt you.
Don't you think it's wrong for me
to sing?
Not at all. Why wrong?
Quite the contrary.
But why do you ask?
I don't want to do anything
you might disapprove of.
I trust you in everything.
You mean a lot to me,
you've been such a help.
The same announcement also said
that Bolkonsky's in the army again.
Do you think he'll be able
to forgive me one day?
Or will he always hold it
against me?
What do you think?
I think he has nothing to forgive.
In his place, I would...
You're different.
There's no one who's kinder and
more generous than you are.
I think if you hadn't been there then
to help me, and now too,
I don't know what would have
become of me.
Because...
Oh, yes, I had forgotten.
I must go home.
Why are you going?
Because...
Simply I have business.
No! Why?
Tell me...
Have you heard the great news?
Kutuzov is field marshal!
All differences have been settled.
I'm so glad, delighted!
At last we have a real leader, a man!
- I've heard he's blind, Prince?
- Nonsense. He sees well enough.
He's a