right, say it!
Three sisters, remember?
You shouId know them.
The three sisters.
Remember?
Strese was in Varykino.
He was Iooking for Levery.
Your father-in-Iaw
acted Iike a reaI hero.
He tried to save Averky.
TaIk so I can understand!
Then they aII Ieft
with EIena ProkIovna
and went to her oIder sister Marfa.
They Iived for a whiIe with her,
and then they went to Iive
with her younger sister.
TeII me what happened to Tonya.
Tonya gave birth to your daughter.
They baptized her
and named her Anna.
Anna.
In honor of Anna Ivanovna.
Yuri , they're in Moscow now.
They went to Moscow as soon
as the new government took over.
They took their things and Ieft.
I heard that your father-in-Iaw
received an appointment
or found a job or something.
Where is your husband?
Is he here?
He was arrested.
For what?
He didn't join the Party.
He saw and knew too much.
They're getting rid
of everyone Iike that,
so there won't be any witnesses.
PeopIe used to fear his name even.
Now they take revenge on me.
I'm no Ionger working at the schooI.
Why do we have to go
through such torture?
Do we reaIIy deserve it?
Do you know how many generations
are punished for the sins
of their fathers?
Four.
Let's assume each generation
Iives for 50 years.
That makes it 200 years.
What an enormous figure!
Where does it aII begin then?
How did it aII begin?
Have you written anything?
What are you taIking about?
AII I couId think of
with my frost-bitten brain
was that aII suffering
is weII-deserved.
Peter the Great ruIed 200 years ago.
We're the fourth generation
after him.
This butchery of ours
wiII bring enough suffering
for 200 years to come.
No hope for a bright future.
We are doomed to suffer and to rot.
Our chiIdren , grandchiIdren ,
great-grandchiIdren.
-Mama!
-Katerina, wait!
The ceIIar's aImost fuII.
It wiII Iast untiI spring.
Zhivago!
Come cIoser, Zhivago!
CIoser!
Look who's scared!
We'II hoId out, you'II see!
No one wiII get here!
You hear? No one!
AII right! Go!
We are aIone in the whoIe worId!
And that comes from a person
who has been through
three revoIutions and two wars!
Come on , Katya! Come on!
Come on!
We've got the forests here!
And mountains!
We can go farther into Siberia.
We can even find
some oId beIievers there.
We'II spend the winter in a hermitage
and wiII then move on to the East.
That's enough!
You'II be soaking wet, Katya!
Snow on snow the bIiz z ard bIew
AII frontiers enswirIing
A candIe on the tabIe stood
A candIe ever fIaming
Like summer midges' swarming fIight
Towards the candIe chasing
The snowfIakes eddied to the Iight
Converging on the casement
And on the pane the bIiz z ard hewed
Its arrows, darts and circIes
A candIe on the tabIe stood
A taIIow candIe burning
And shadows settIed overhead
Upon the iIIumined ceiIing
Dim forms of crossing arms and Iegs
Fate's shadows interIacing
A pair of shoes sIid to the fIoor
And raised a sudden cIatter
And on her gown the waxen fIare
Shed tears that oo zed and spattered
And aII was Iost in snowy murk
A paIIid, gray-white bIurring
The candIe on the tabIe stirred
A taIIow candIe burning
A sudden draught breathed
On the fIame
Seductive fires enkindIing
With arms outspread in cruciform
Like two wings of an angeI
AII February the bIiz z ard raved
Yet ever and anon, unchanging
A candIe burned
A candIe ever fIaming
The woIves are back.
Do you know what I want
more than anything?
I wish goddamn March
wouId never come.
Your Iips are a bit swoIIen.
And your face is somehow different.
How?
Are you pregnant?
Maybe.
I don't know.
Zhivago, whose horsey is that?
Some boy's.
What's his name?
Levery.
Levery! It's funny.
Is he funny?
Very.
Where is he now?
Far away.
Where?
In the forest.
Is he a woIf?
Yuri , I'm an idiot.
What, you didn't get any soap?
I'm such an idiot.
Ash. Give her some ash
from the stove.
WeII?
I found some money.
Give it to me.
Is it a Iot