Emperor
and his Imperial family
of freedom
when seizing the palace.
Directed the Northern secret society
which plotted mutiny.
Agreed to be named the head and
ringleader of the army revolt,
though did not participate in it
personally.
Who could know there'd be such
a delay with logs.
- And what's the problem?
- The cart broke down on the way.
Come on, men...
Let's take it down together.
We must do it together.
The ropes are too short!
Such a bad luck...
What happened?
Bring him here right away!
What have you been sent to Russia for?
You have no executions anymore.
Where did your Swedish brains look?
We'll have to wait,
Your Excellency.
Mouzhik do mistakes.
Poles not deep.
Bring benches, quick!
What a miserable empire!
They can't even hang people properly.
Bring the Commandant to
His Excellency!
If we don't act, we'll deserve
to be called scoundrels.
That I would consider a failure!
We must only start,
this is in our power.
Military bravery and political
foolhardiness are not the same thing.
In the present circumstances,
an uprising means death!
Yes, we will die,
but we'll set an example
for the others.
...To put to death
Pavel Pestel, Kondraty Ryleyev,
Sergey Muraviev-Apostol,
Mikhail Bestuzhev-Ryumin
and Pyotr Kakhovsky,
as determined by the court verdict.
For their heinous deeds,
these criminals are to be hanged.
What day is today?
O Lord, stretch forth Thine hand
on Your servants.
Pardon their transgressions, deliver
their souls, O Lord, in Your realm!
Give me your hand.
Listen... does my heart beat faster?
Give my husband back to me!
Give my husband back to me!
Don't make him perish!
Nastenka! Beg father!
Beg him, Nastenka!
Beg him for yourself and for me!
Our Lord, Jesus Christ,
who has left His commandments
to His disciples and apostles...
Where's the Commandant?
Your Excellency,
a message from His Majesty!
His Highness summons you to his side!
Hangman! Oprichnik!
Take off your aiguillettes!
Strangle us with your aiguillettes!
They may be more durable!
Yes, Your Excellency!
Have you come here
to watch us dying, General?
You can make your Tsar happy,
his wish has come true:
we're dying in torments.
Hurry up, hang them!
The ropes are no good!
We should send for the new ones.
I'm dying in torments!
But I'm happy that I'm dying
twice for my Fatherland!
Ones who broke loose were pardoned
in Russia. Shall we inform the Tsar?.
Hang them!
Pardon them who hate us and hurt us,
for not one of them
will perish for us...
O Lord, You Savior of all
through Your mercy,
all-generous God, the Savior of all
through Your mercy!
O Lord, all-generous God!
Your Majesty!
Your Majesty!
It's done, Your Majesty!
We pay our particular attention
to the situation of the families
from which, by a criminal action,
their fallen sons had been torn away.
Blood ties pass on to the descendants
the glory of their ancestors' deeds,
but never hold them up to disgrace
for personal vices or crimes.
No one.
No one shall ever dare find fault
for the blood relationship.
This is prohibited by the civil law,
to say nothing of the Christian law.
What were you trying to tell me?
There's a pretty venomous opinion
going the rounds, Your Majesty.
The cobbler in Europe rebels, because
he seeks wealth and high standing.
And what on earth do our
revolutionaries of noble birth want?
They must be dreaming of becoming
cobblers.
Gen. Rayevsky shall be made a member
of the State Council as a Senator.
Tell me, Prince, what's your response
to the whim of my daughter?
You must tell Maria that you're
rejecting her sacrifice.
Write about the hardships she'll
experience if she follows you.
The letter must dispel her illusions,
she'll lose hope and calm down.
You mean...
You mean she'll forget me?
Petersburg, Petersburg,
Petersburg, Chernigov...
Will you repeat it, please?
Of course, to Princess Yekaterina
Trubetskaya, English Embankment...
He hasn't