much.
If you have anything to say, speak.
I can do two things at one time.
It's my wife. I'm sorry to leave her
on your hands.
Nonsense. Tell me what you want.
When it's time for her to deliver,
could you send for an obstetrician?
I know nothing can be done if
Nature doesn't condescend to yield.
I agree that out of a million cases
only one goes amiss.
But she's worried
and it so happens I am too.
She's heard stories, had
nightmares and she's afraid.
I'll do it.
It's bad, isn't it?
- What is bad, father?
- The wife!
I don't understand you.
There's nothing you can do,
my friend. They're all like that.
Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.
And you know it yourself.
But you can't help it.
She's beautiful!
I'll do everything. Don't worry.
Give this letter to
Mikhail Illarionovich.
I'm asking him not to use you
as aide-de-camp for too long.
It's very ugly work!
You'll tell him he enjoys
my admiration and affection.
Write me how he's welcomed you.
Stay with him if he's worthy.
Nikolai Andreyevich Bolkonsky's
son doesn't need any favors.
Now come here.
My time will come
before yours does.
Here are some notes I've written.
Make sure the Czar gets them.
Here's a letter of credit and one
for the Academy.
The prize will go to the man
who is to write the story of
Suvorov's campaigns.
Here are a few personal jottings.
Read them when I'm gone.
You'll find them worth your while.
I'll carry out all your
instructions, Father.
And now goodbye!
But remember, Prince Andrei,
should you die on the battlefield,
your old father will mourn for you.
But should I hear you've behaved
not like Nikolai Bolkonsky's son,
I will be ashamed!
You need not have
said that to me, Father.
There's something else
I wanted to ask you.
If I am killed
and if I have a son,
would you keep him here with you?
Let him grow up under your roof.
Please.
Not to give him to your wife?
We've already said goodbye.
You may go.
Go!
Under the command of Kutuzov,
the Russian army, 50,000 strong,
marched into Austria
to join forces with the allied army
of the Austrian General Mack,
to undertake joint action
against Napoleon.
They say Kutuzov is one-eyed.
Sure thing! Absolutely one-eyed!
No, pal, he sees better'n you do.
Checked everything: Boots, puttees.
When he looked at my feet,
I thought I'm done...
I wish we had a rest 'fore marching
another 5 versts without a bite...
Germans provided carriages. We
used to ride like some big shots.
Poles, they also of the Russian
crown. Now there're only Germans.
Singers, up front!
Hey, you senny, Russian senny,
new-made entrance to my home,
Brand-new senny, all of maple
and of lattice handiwork.
Through these senny I will pass
Arm-in-arm with my sweet lass.
Here comes a fair maid
outside the new-made gate,
Brand-new gate of pure oak
and of lattice handiwork.
She would let a falcon out,
of her right sleeve he'll flutter out.
Fly on, falcon,
high and far!
Go on flying
high and far,
Very high and very far
to my dear home town,
To my dear home town!
Good morning!
Hurrah for the Austrians!
Hurrah for the Russians!
Hurrah for the whole world!
Well, what is it, Prince?
We've got orders to write a paper
explaining why we're not advancing.
And why aren't we?
No news from Mack?
If Mack's been defeated
and the allied forces destroyed,
we would have known about it.
Perhaps.
I'd like to see Commander-in-Chief
Kutuzov.
The Commander-in-Chief is engaged.
Whom shall I announce?
General Kutuzov is busy!
You see before you
the unfortunate General Mack.
- Why do you look so gloomy?
- There's nothing to rejoice about.
Step back. Make way.
My congratulations!
General Mack is here.
He is in good health, but
a little bit knocked down up there.
Sir, if you prefer to be a clown,
I cannot do anything to stop you.
But I'm warning you
that if you dare buffooning
in my presence again
I'll have to teach you good manners!
- I only