grandfather dug it!
And noone could undig it?  Very well.
Perhaps we'll need this passage ourselves.
Who are you?
Do you need artillerymen?  When the Poles
attack, we'll help you fend them off.
Take us in..
You should be happy!  He's a Spanish artilleryman!
He also understands our talk.
And who are you?
That's my groom, Koska.
And that's the Spaniard's bride.
Poles kept her captive, she nearly died.
An artilleryman is good...
Except we dont have any cannons.
The duke took them.
How can that be?
How are you suppose to defend yourselves?
Things are grim...
One could try to fix things,
but it'd just get worse.
We need a cannon.
We need a cannon!
Caballero!
I know the location of Pole's werehouse
With gunpowder.
Who's that?
It's just a leather bucket...
You'll have your cannon.
Roll it tighter! Tighter!
Let me try...
Waited...
for help, but got screwed instead...
Bring it over.
The Poles will just threaten us, then leave.
What do they need our fotress for?
They're headed for Moscow, the battle is there.
Our town is unimportant.
They wont leave.
It's made of leather??
Leather, among other things.
I think we should keep our distance.
Fire!
What do you want?
Go as you went!
Give us Tzarina Ksenia, and we will leave!
Who?
The girl!
That wandered in yesterday!
With a phoney Spaniard!
You...
You thief...
...murderer
Lookie here!
Tzarina... A lot of people are about
to get killed because of you!
What kind of a Tzarina is she?
Just a regular broad!
And here's a Spanish caballero!
My name is Andrei.
I was born a Russian.
And she was born as our Tzarina:
Ksenia Godunova!
A Polish doormat!
It's not her fault that noone could defend her!
Now there is someone...
What are you doing here?
I saw you in action.
Well, Caballero, you bastard...
Nothing's easy with you.
My appologies!
A poor girl? Unhappy, eh?
Noone to defend you?
When it came to running off with
the Poles you were fine on your own!
And she lives in luxury, not like us!
Shoot!  What are you waiting for?
It's all the same - women and children
will die under cannon fire because of her!
Give her up!
- Surrender her to the Poles
- To die because of this whore?
Send her back!
Stop!
Stop!  Where are you going?
Get back!
Stop!
Back off!
We're wasting our time here, your Highness.
We need to be in Moscow.
Everything's being decided there.
We have no business in Moscow without Ksenia.
They have enough fools without us there.
You can give her up...
Then you will have to kill me.
And what of tomorrow?
We'll keep on living like cattle?
...No matter whose land we're on...
...No matter what Tzar we're under...
...Just as long as they wont touch us now?
And no matter who takes the throne?
...Thieves, bandits, anyone?
Doesnt matter to us!
So we'll keep on living without
a Tzar in our heads...
And without a Tzar on the land...
Blame everything on the Dark Times?
Let me...
Well spoken.
Now listen to me.
These folk are about to go die for
their Tzarina...
And you shame them?
Why die?  Personally, I dont plan to die!
Even though you're in trouble,
you must fight on.
If we must, we'll all die!
Now back to business...
We are not giving up Tzarina.
For now.
You cant fix the wrong by doing wrong
But whatever
Two cannonballs to the gates!
So?  What do you say?
See the gunpowder stash?
I see it.
So what?  We didn't invite them here...
So, you have a different Faith.
What if, God forbid, you get killed?
What rules do we follow during the burial?
Daddy!
Push harder.
A special custom for a special cause.
I'm not going to ask about a funeral
traditions so that I dont jinx you.
But what of the marriage?
What are you doing? The jar will crack!
Carve it with a knife!
What a simpleton.
You have to...
Take the bride by the hand...
Bring her in front of people
No less than 10
And say three times:
"Wife, wife, wife"
That's all.
How so?
Wife, wife, wife!
Dont get it?
Wife,