The Terrible (2020): Season 1, Episode 3 - Livonian war - full transcript
RUSSIA 1 PRESENTS
TV CHANNEL RUSSIA 1
MOSKINO PRODUCTION COMPANY
MOSKINO PRODUCTION COMPANY
MINISTRY OF CULTURE
OF THE RUSSIAN FEDERATION
GENERAL SPONSOR: VTB BANK
CREATED BY EKATERINA ZHUKOVA
IVAN IV: SERGEI MAKOVETSKY,
ALEXANDR YATSENKO
ANASTASIA ROMANOVNA ZAKHARYINA-YURIEVA:
TATIANA LYALINA
MALYUTA SKURATOV: VIKTOR SUKHORUKOV
VLADIMIR STARITSKY: ARTYOM TKACHENKO
EVFROSINIA STARITSKAIA: LYUDMILA CHIRKOVA
EVDOKIA STARITSKAIA: MARIA PALEI
MACARIUS: LEONID KULAGIN
SILVESTER: VLADIMIR SIMONOV
KURBSKY: KONSTANTIN KRYUKOV
ADASHEV: ANTON FEOKTISTOV
CHELYADNIN: NIKITA PANFILOV
FYODOR BASMANOV:
VIKTOR DOBRONRAVOV
ALEXEY BASMANOV: VITALY KHAEV
VYAZEMSKY: IGOR MIRKURBANOV
LUKA: ARTUR IVANOV
DARIA: MARIA SHUMAKOVA
SHCHELKALOV: VLADIMIR STEKLOV
WRITTEN BY TIMUR EZUGBAYA
PHOTOGRAPHY DIRECTOR
DENIS ALARCON RAMIREZ RGC
PRODUCTION DESIGNER
YEVGENY KACHANOV
COSTUME DESIGNER
NATALIA SALTYKOVA
MAKEUP ARTIST
ANASTASIA ESADZE
FILM EDITOR
IGOR LITONINSKY
COMPOSERS: EDUARD ARTEMIEV,
ARTYOM VASILIEV, DMITRY YEMELYANOV
POST-PRODUCTION PRODUCER: ANNA ASRIYANTS
SOUND EDITOR: PAVEL DOREULI
COMPUTER GRAPHICS PRODUCER
EUGENE GITTSIGRAT
PRODUCERS: EKATERINA ZHUKOVA,
MARIA USHAKOVA, ANTON ZLATOPOLSKY
DIRECTED BY
ALEXEY ANDRIANOV
THE TERRIBLE
EPISODE THREE
LIVONIAN WAR
Does the tsar wish to rest?
You must be tired.
There is no time to rest.
Read that last part to me again.
When the Faithful Holy Tsar got well,
blessed by God,
the boyars' conspiracy
came to naught.
Beautifully written. Sounds mellifluous.
Take that out!
Nothing 'came to naught'.
It was not the end.
They couldn't get to me,
instead, they got rid of my son.
Savages.
Words can't express how devastated we are
by the news of your son's tragic demise.
We are all in mourning,
and sorrow weighs heavily on our hearts.
Indeed, the whole Rus'
is weeping for him.
And nothing can comfort us in our misfortune
as if we had lost our own beloved child.
We have all made
generous donations to the monasteries
for the repose of infant Dmitry's soul.
We want to know if there was
a malice in Tsarevich’s death.
I can lead the investigation,
if you permit me, sire.
So Repnin.
Already thinking how to profit
from my son’s death?
Trying to implicate someone
who stands in your way?
I wouldn't think of it!
I just want to be of service.
I thank you for sharing my grief.
Now go.
I wish to speak to my Council.
You will lead the investigation.
First, find the maid.
Interrogate and check everyone.
All of those who attended service with me
and those who stayed here.
Find the culprits.
Maybe, it was an accident, sire?
I ordered them to investigate.
Adashev will do it.
Silvester will help if needed.
They'll find the culprits.
Adashev and Silvester,
Adashev and Silvester.
Vanya.
Maybe I am confused, maybe I am
stupid, maybe I am a fool, but tell me.
Weren't they the ones who talked
you out punishing the boyars.
If at once... have you thought...
He might been alive now.
What do you want from me?
I want the truth!
I want the truth from you!
You think they will tell you the truth,
So be it. But I don't believe them!
- Sister.
- Danila!
The tsar sent for me. I've just arrived.
Such а tragedy sister.
Be strong. God is testing you.
No. It wasn't God who
took away my son. It was men.
In a name of God, what are you saying?
They hate me, Danila!
- Who?
- They hate me!
- Who?
- Tsar’s advisers.
They look like saints, but they are evil.
Silvester told me once
if I defy him... my son.
Oh God...
Why don't you tell that to your husband?
He trusts them implicitly.
They are leading the investigation.
I know, I feel they are going to lie.
Find the truth.
You can, I trust you. I implore you.
I will. You have my word, sister.
Tell me. How could you let
that woman slip away?
I am at fault, Alexey Fyodorovich.
She was too quick.
Maybe you just pretended to chase her?
Maybe you wanted her to escape?
Maybe you conspired with her? Huh?
God forbid,
Alexey Fyodorivich, I swear.
Find her. If you must bring
her back from the dead.
So!
Mlada was a fine girl, a hard worker.
She was a good laundress.
Never missed a spot.
Tell me about her family, her parents!
But... We don't know anything.
She's been at the Kremlin for a long while.
Who put in a word for her?
Could have been Daria Krivaya?
What Daria? Where is she?
She died, Alexey Fyodorovich.
Uncles, aunts? Did she have a lover?
People she visited?
She kept to herself.
It must of gone to her head that
she was waiting on Tsarina herself.
Once she disappeared for a long time.
She might have been ill.
She also would leave on holidays
and go somewhere.
Where?
Does anyone knows?
I need to see all her belongings.
If anyone is stupid enough or greedy
enough to take something for themselves,
I will find out about it.
And will punish them.
Strange.
What do you think?
Can we find out who made it and where?
That's Peter and Fevronia,
depicted as saints.
They were canonized before in us
in the cathedral.
That means, this is recent work.
Why are you asking, Alexey Fyodorovich?
No other clues.
That maid would go somewhere
during the holidays.
No family. So...
maybe to the monastery?
Give me this icon,
I'll see what I can find out.
Bless you. Be blessed, ye faithful
with plentiful buckwheat harvest.
Your soldiers have been here already.
They said to arrest that woman
if she comes
and to alert them.
- So, no woman?
- No, no woman.
So, if no one saw her,
she have gotten far away.
Unless she went through the forest.
The forests? Our forests
are difficult to travers for a man.
Let alone a woman.
What about runaway serfs?
How did they managed?
There was a fool once,
Timoshka Lukerin.
He ran away.
At first, he hid in the forest,
then asked merchants for help.
He wanted them to take him to Novgorod.
I guess, he didn't have enough money.
So, they brought him in.
When did the merchants pass here last?
A long time ago.
Before we heard about the Tsarevich,
God rest his soul.
They should be here soon.
I see
you are still grieving.
I am tired.
It hurts to think about my son.
There are no other thoughts in my head.
Take the Menology.
Read the one for today.
Concentrate on the scripture, it will help.
Another time, father.
Remember we were discussing a cathedral?
We wanted to celebrate
the victory in Kazan. We never did.
I remember.
Have you found a good architect?
No, but I had many dreams when I was ill.
In one of them,
I saw what we were looking for.
Tell me what you saw.
A cathedral.
Made up of many churches.
It is like a garden
stretching into the skies.
The domes are not golden but decorated,
each one brighter than the last.
One moment, wait, wait.
- The colors are beautiful.
- Yes.
Scarlet, blue, yellow, green.
Our local craftsman makes these, yes.
It's his work.
You gave one to a woman from Moscow.
A Kremlin’s maid, named Mlada. Yes?
How do you know, my lord?
I know everything.
Now tell me about her. Well?
Mlada. She has a daughter here.
She sinned.
She comes to visit her sometimes.
Alone?
The girl has a highborn guardian,
princess Staritskaya.
Mother Evfrosinya.
Mlada was greatful to the princess
for helping the child.
But one time, Mlada didn't want
to do something.
So Evfrosinya said: if you don't do that,
your child will suffer.
On your knees. It's a sin to eavesdrop.
But you confessed. Forget it now.
If they come looking for the girl
tell them she is a foundling.
That's it.
You understand?
God is my witness; I swear to God.
Sorry for barging in.
Did you learn anything about the icon?
Oh yes.
It was indeed made in the monastery.
She went to pray there.
That's it.
I asked around but nobody knew anything.
That's a shame.
Really, Alexey Fyodorovich?
It may be for the better.
Had we discovered the perpetrator, Tsar’s
vengeance would have been terrible.
Good night, Silvester.
Good man!
Where are you heading to?
Novgorod.
Take me with you, I’ve got to get there.
Stop, stop!!
Have mercy, just kill me here!
You hear me? Kill me!
You know what they'll do to me in Moscow.
Calm down, calm down, you hear me?
Just tell me who put you up to this?
Tell me and I will let you go.
I’ll tell them I haven't found you.
I can't.
What am I to do with you?
Do what you must.
Mother, why are you here?
You should have sent for me.
They found Mlada.
Oh my God.
Whatever she says, point at me.
Say that I put her up to it.
Don’t be silly no one will believe it.
It seems to be our fate.
We all must die at the hand of Ivan’s family.
My husband, and yours’s as well.
I questioned everyone, Nastya,
and found nothing.
Tsar’s advisors are thoroughly investigating.
I would trust them.
I can feel it.
Silvester and Adashev
are hiding something.
If could find someone
who would implicate them
Ivan will would interrogate them
in the dungeon.
With outmost severity,
and the truth will become known.
Nastya, what are you saying?
Accuse the innocent?
Heaven forbids.
They are guilty!
They must be guilty of something!
You want to lie to your husband
and make me your accomplice?
Forget I said this. That wasn't me talking.
I am missing my son.
God, why did you take him, why?
I wish I could comfort you, sister.
Only if the guilty ones
are found, only this ...
They found Mlada.
- Where is she?
- In the dungeons.
The tsar went there.
Mercy! The raft rocked, and I fell,
It was an accident.
I fell, it turned over.
I runed out of sheer fear!
Have mercy, sire!
Without funeral rights.
Throw her in a pit.
Where is she?
I killed her.
I strangled her with my own hands.
She is dead.
You have nothing to blame yourself for.
You avenged our son.
What’s with you?
I did a bad thing, my Lord.
That poor girl.
Go get some sleep.
FOUR YEARS LATER
Nicely done.
I have only seen paper
like this in German books.
I didn’t know; it was our own work.
This is all Ivan Fyodorov.
He is a master printer, and he has
learned all the secretes of this craft.
If only we could make this work in such way
that it could enable us to print
great numbers of holy books.
No number of scribes can handle such a task
that a single printing house can do.
The whole Rus' will learn how to read.
Even the peasants.
Someday it will come true. We shall start
this difficult and rare trade of yours.
Your work is difficult and rare.
I guess you will ask for a generous stipend?
No, sire.
Only for food and for the cause.
I will need special paper from Germany.
And to build the presses.
It's expensive and not easy to find.
Well, this is a good cause.
I will get you money for the printing house.
Rest assure we'll find everything you need.
Get to work.
Stop! Take the reins.
Alexey Fyodorovich. I have brought you
a letter from Vorotynsky.
By the way, Vorotynsky complains about you.
Why?
He writes of your bad behavior.
I don't know. I swear to God,
I was quietly sitting at the entrance.
You were waiting
and digging in your ears.
Listen to this.
Near the house,
one should wash one's dirty hands,
blow one's nose and clear one's throat,
and say a short prayer.
When they let you in, bow to the holy icons.
Then bow low again
and give your master's message.
After that, no picking one's nose,
no coughing or blowing one's nose,
no spitting or anything,
and if nature calls, move away
and do your business there.
So strict,
what kind of a person wrote that?
Silvester did. It's called Domostroy
and it is a great book.
I don't know how to read,
Alexey Fyodorovich.
You will accompany
the printer Fyodorov to Livonia.
To pick up an important shipment.
In secrecy, past the trading posts.
Livonia?
It’s better the printer stays home.
He wants to go.
He needs to check the goods.
What kind of goods?
Paper.
Sorry, my lord. Don't we have our own paper?
Not like this one.
I see.
Bad news from Livonia, sire.
Master-armorers were detained
last week on their way to Moscow.
There was no explanation
from the Livonian side.
First they didn't let our merchants in,
then our armorers.
What next, sire?
- We must fight.
- Think, boyar.
If we attack Livonia, the Crimean Khan
will immediately attack Moscow.
First off, sire, we must
deal with incursions.
As long as Constantinople stood,
it bore the Cross. And now?
You are a Orthodox tsar,
and it’s your legacy to return
their lands to the fold the church.
It’s your sovereign duty.
But Father Silvester keeps forgetting
that Constantinople is
under the Turkish yoke.
And their power is immense.
Livonia will be supported
by the Grand Duchy of Lithuania.
The war will make us weak,
and the khan will attack from the South.
Great Tsar I am ready to go to Livonia
and ask their grandmaster
for an explanation.
Livonia is our land, right?
Our.
Enough.
Kurbsky.
Negotiate with Lithuanians not to go to war.
Conduct military exercises and training.
They should be ready
to move out at first notice.
A war with Livonia, Ivan?
This is madness.
When do we start?
Right now.
We'll finish our wine and go.
It doesn’t sit well with me
that our tsarina's brother
is part of the Council now.
He hardly spoke.
We never know what they
might whisper in tsar’s ear.
The night cuckoo always gets a snack.
We are right in our decision.
We are?
God has entrusted him with this mission.
To bear this cross
and resurrect a third Rome.
Do you have people in Livonia?
Yes, my prince.
Very good. Go right away.
I need you to convey something,
in such a way that everyone learns of it.
Memorize,
Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich is gathering an army
to go to war with Livonia.
Make sure that this rumor
comes to Grandmaster’s attention.
I pity your husband sometimes, Nastya.
He bears a heavy burden.
What do you think?
Ivan will listen to his advisers again?
I think so. If not, that means
he lost his confidence in them.
If the Tsar gains easy victory against Livonia
he will recall at once those
who tried to talk him out of glory.
Do you believe he’ll succeed?
I believe there will be a victory.
It'll be amusing to watch
how Silvester and Kurbsky
will try to defend themselves.
What?
I imagined their faces.
Vanya! You will get in trouble!
Vanya, what are you doing?
It's fine, Your Majesty,
they are children. Let them play.
Have you finished the one
with the Virgin?
I haven’t, Your Majesty, it's a difficult one.
I must have sinned. God forgive me.
May I ask you something Majesty?
There are rumors
there is going to be a big war.
God only knows. It’s our husband’s lot -
to fight and as for us we wait and pray.
Your husband is the Tsar.
It’s not the same.
Although Vladimir is somewhat shy
but he always first in a fight.
You mean, your husband is a hero
and mine is hiding behind his back?
No, that's not what I meant.
It's not Tsar’s business to fight in person.
If pay less attention to rumors
you will have time to finish your work.
Bad news, Sire. We intercepted a letter.
They were sending it to the South.
Read it.
To the Crimean khan,
Devlet Giray, I send my greetings.
Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich
decided to declare war on Livonia.
They ask the khan to raid us
while we are defenseless.
The Tartars have been waiting for this.
It’s time to convey the Concil.
Treason! Right in front of my our eyes!
Traitors!
Is everybody who serves here present?
What is this?
Tsar's orders. To investigate.
We'll request a written note
from every scribe
and compare their handwriting
with the treasonous letter to the Khan.
Did you hear that?
Everyone, write three lines.
You too, Alexey Fyodorovich.
Don't take it to heart,
I also had to do this.
Who will compare the handwriting then?
You know who.
I ask you again.
Did you write the letter to the khan?
I did, my lord. I did.
Don't lie. I will ask again:
did you write treasonous letter?
I did.
So, that's the traitor.
He is innocent,
he confessed under torture.
But the handwriting is the same?
The tsar says so, so yes, it must be so.
Wait, Alexey Fyodorovich,
I know who wrote the letter.
It was me. I did it.
To be unrecognizable
I held the quill in my left.
What for?
To warn the tsar, to prevent him
from making a mistake.
You kept quiet! You played both sides!
I know you wanted the best for us,
but at what price.
An innocent life.
LIVONIA
It’s chilly. Should we light a fire!
Livonian patrols are nearby.
If they notice it, they’ll start shooting.
Oh! Finally!
Did you bring it?
Give me something sharp!
Let me shine some light.
Good. Good. Pay him and let's load.
Not to write, but to print.
If everything goes right, then I hope,
every house will have at least one book.
Well, go figure.. Maybe if had such a book,
I could learn how to read, right?
That's the idea. If you really want to,
come by and I will teach you.
And why not, I might come.
It’s good thing.
- Hold on.
- What?
We are almost there. Listen, when
they main guy falls run into the forest.
Towards the sunrise, our shoudn’t be far
we are almost at the border.
Why would he fall, huh?
Well, I don't see why not.
Travelling papers?
Forgive me sir. I lost them.
Merchants are not allowed to bypass
trading posts. Now we will take everything.
Go ahead!
Oh my God!
Write this: report immediately.
They say you can't find a translator.
This is Kurakin's son.
Kurakin brings books to the palace.
He is well-read...
So, you know English?
- Somewhat, yes.
- How so?
Father gave me three Bibles,
in Russian, Latin and English.
He told me to read them
and that way I would learn.
- And did you?
- I think so.
You saved me, Andrey Mikhailovich. Come on.
You will translate for the Tsar.
Go already!
Sire! The Ambassador of England,
Richard Chancellor.
Oh great and mighty emperor of Russia
and prince of Moscow.
I bring the word from my Lord,
King Edward of England.
The captain brings a message
for the Russian Tsar.
You’re lying he called me an Emperor.
They sure argued a lot
about the ascension.
They refused to call him anything
other than the prince.
The captain brought a message...
No, translate what we have to say.
I understand more or less what he is saying.
How many languages does he speak?
Looks like five.
Speak to me directly.
King Edward
wishes to offer his brother,
the Russian emperor
to establish trade
between our great kingdoms.
The King of England wants
to start trading with us.
That's good.
Translate, it’s a promising enterprise
and we are curious...
The emperor agrees.
Allow me, sire?
We have never traded with English.
Our ancestors were always weary of them.
Perhaps they has a reason.
They say they build circles
made of magic stones on their island.
There are beasts on their lands.
Nothing but abomination.
You mind is so dark, Obolensky,
it's amazing the sun can shine next to you.
You are to appear
before the Duma tomorrow.
We shall pass the word to the King
about establishing trade.
But now I would like to ask you.
Is it true,
that King Edward ascended the throne
while still a child?
And? There was no dissidence?
No discontent?
Speak freely.
Your words shall not leave these walls.
I beg you, my Lord,
not to get angry with my answer,
I am aware of your illness
and of your refusal
to pledge allegiance to your son.
I'll be frank with you.
Something like this would be impossible
in England.
The divinity of King’s rule
is revered by all.
No one would ever think
to act against a lawful heir.
I thank you for your honesty.
You play chess?
We shall see what kind of strategists
you Englishmen are.
Begin?
I feel sorry about him. He was a good man.
He wanted to learn how to read.
What do we do now?
They say Livonians are going
to diligently patrol the borders.
A mouse won’t slip through.
Do we tell the Tsar?
May he rest in peace.
Greetings, my lord.
I thought you died.
I am quite alive and well.
How can it be?
There were thirty of them against you.
Thirty, come on.
I cut down three and the rest ran away.
What could they do?
And this is what... What? The paper?
You ordered to bring it.
Do you have any idea
as to what you have done? Do you?
This is the king,
he is the most important one.
Everybody tries to take him.
And here Ivan, that's the voivode.
He is the strongest and can go anywhere.
I want to go like this.
You will simply threaten the enemy's king
but lose your voivode.
This move makes no sense. Does it?
No it doesn't.
Yes. OK, go play.
They say to return the Christian lands
and stop the raids.
They want everything at once.
They don't understand
we can't win in one move.
What if we take Livonia first?
So we can freely bring in arms. Gunpowder.
Our army will become the best.
Then we'll take Constantinople
and the whole Christian world.
Imagine, Nastya, our Rus': reaching
from the Southern to the Northern seas.
A true Empire.
If you give our son such an empire,
he will become the greatest ruler.
You are the only one who understands me.
You are the only one that gives me strength.
They just hamper me.
The Livonian grandmaster is worried
by the news
that the Russian Tsar is planning a war.
He is ready to discuss the rules
of passage for merchants and tradesmen
and St. George's payments.
Would the Great Tsar wish
to answer the grandmaster?
No, he would not.
Write to him
that the Russian Tsar
left this letter unanswered.
Sire, we got what we wanted.
Questions of War and peace are in
the realm of the Tsar, remember that.
Convey this to Adashev and Silvester.
I have made up my mind.
We'll attack Livonia.
We'll destroy the arrogant order.
We shall get our lands back.
God is with us!
Are feeling burdened? Thirty pieces
of silver are not weighting you down?
Why did you do it?
You think I betrayed you?
You betrayed me first.
You betrayed my loyalty, my advice.
You listened to bad people,
not to your friend.
Were you jealous?
No.
You changed,
and I felt you didn't need me.
Words, words.
I will forget your face, give me time.
Tell me,
did I make a mistake with Livonia?
Or was it God's punishment?
I don’t know.. Who knows?
I only know that at that moment
darkness came over me and my kingdom.
Subtitling by Sergey Smirnov.
TV CHANNEL RUSSIA 1
MOSKINO PRODUCTION COMPANY
MOSKINO PRODUCTION COMPANY
MINISTRY OF CULTURE
OF THE RUSSIAN FEDERATION
GENERAL SPONSOR: VTB BANK
CREATED BY EKATERINA ZHUKOVA
IVAN IV: SERGEI MAKOVETSKY,
ALEXANDR YATSENKO
ANASTASIA ROMANOVNA ZAKHARYINA-YURIEVA:
TATIANA LYALINA
MALYUTA SKURATOV: VIKTOR SUKHORUKOV
VLADIMIR STARITSKY: ARTYOM TKACHENKO
EVFROSINIA STARITSKAIA: LYUDMILA CHIRKOVA
EVDOKIA STARITSKAIA: MARIA PALEI
MACARIUS: LEONID KULAGIN
SILVESTER: VLADIMIR SIMONOV
KURBSKY: KONSTANTIN KRYUKOV
ADASHEV: ANTON FEOKTISTOV
CHELYADNIN: NIKITA PANFILOV
FYODOR BASMANOV:
VIKTOR DOBRONRAVOV
ALEXEY BASMANOV: VITALY KHAEV
VYAZEMSKY: IGOR MIRKURBANOV
LUKA: ARTUR IVANOV
DARIA: MARIA SHUMAKOVA
SHCHELKALOV: VLADIMIR STEKLOV
WRITTEN BY TIMUR EZUGBAYA
PHOTOGRAPHY DIRECTOR
DENIS ALARCON RAMIREZ RGC
PRODUCTION DESIGNER
YEVGENY KACHANOV
COSTUME DESIGNER
NATALIA SALTYKOVA
MAKEUP ARTIST
ANASTASIA ESADZE
FILM EDITOR
IGOR LITONINSKY
COMPOSERS: EDUARD ARTEMIEV,
ARTYOM VASILIEV, DMITRY YEMELYANOV
POST-PRODUCTION PRODUCER: ANNA ASRIYANTS
SOUND EDITOR: PAVEL DOREULI
COMPUTER GRAPHICS PRODUCER
EUGENE GITTSIGRAT
PRODUCERS: EKATERINA ZHUKOVA,
MARIA USHAKOVA, ANTON ZLATOPOLSKY
DIRECTED BY
ALEXEY ANDRIANOV
THE TERRIBLE
EPISODE THREE
LIVONIAN WAR
Does the tsar wish to rest?
You must be tired.
There is no time to rest.
Read that last part to me again.
When the Faithful Holy Tsar got well,
blessed by God,
the boyars' conspiracy
came to naught.
Beautifully written. Sounds mellifluous.
Take that out!
Nothing 'came to naught'.
It was not the end.
They couldn't get to me,
instead, they got rid of my son.
Savages.
Words can't express how devastated we are
by the news of your son's tragic demise.
We are all in mourning,
and sorrow weighs heavily on our hearts.
Indeed, the whole Rus'
is weeping for him.
And nothing can comfort us in our misfortune
as if we had lost our own beloved child.
We have all made
generous donations to the monasteries
for the repose of infant Dmitry's soul.
We want to know if there was
a malice in Tsarevich’s death.
I can lead the investigation,
if you permit me, sire.
So Repnin.
Already thinking how to profit
from my son’s death?
Trying to implicate someone
who stands in your way?
I wouldn't think of it!
I just want to be of service.
I thank you for sharing my grief.
Now go.
I wish to speak to my Council.
You will lead the investigation.
First, find the maid.
Interrogate and check everyone.
All of those who attended service with me
and those who stayed here.
Find the culprits.
Maybe, it was an accident, sire?
I ordered them to investigate.
Adashev will do it.
Silvester will help if needed.
They'll find the culprits.
Adashev and Silvester,
Adashev and Silvester.
Vanya.
Maybe I am confused, maybe I am
stupid, maybe I am a fool, but tell me.
Weren't they the ones who talked
you out punishing the boyars.
If at once... have you thought...
He might been alive now.
What do you want from me?
I want the truth!
I want the truth from you!
You think they will tell you the truth,
So be it. But I don't believe them!
- Sister.
- Danila!
The tsar sent for me. I've just arrived.
Such а tragedy sister.
Be strong. God is testing you.
No. It wasn't God who
took away my son. It was men.
In a name of God, what are you saying?
They hate me, Danila!
- Who?
- They hate me!
- Who?
- Tsar’s advisers.
They look like saints, but they are evil.
Silvester told me once
if I defy him... my son.
Oh God...
Why don't you tell that to your husband?
He trusts them implicitly.
They are leading the investigation.
I know, I feel they are going to lie.
Find the truth.
You can, I trust you. I implore you.
I will. You have my word, sister.
Tell me. How could you let
that woman slip away?
I am at fault, Alexey Fyodorovich.
She was too quick.
Maybe you just pretended to chase her?
Maybe you wanted her to escape?
Maybe you conspired with her? Huh?
God forbid,
Alexey Fyodorivich, I swear.
Find her. If you must bring
her back from the dead.
So!
Mlada was a fine girl, a hard worker.
She was a good laundress.
Never missed a spot.
Tell me about her family, her parents!
But... We don't know anything.
She's been at the Kremlin for a long while.
Who put in a word for her?
Could have been Daria Krivaya?
What Daria? Where is she?
She died, Alexey Fyodorovich.
Uncles, aunts? Did she have a lover?
People she visited?
She kept to herself.
It must of gone to her head that
she was waiting on Tsarina herself.
Once she disappeared for a long time.
She might have been ill.
She also would leave on holidays
and go somewhere.
Where?
Does anyone knows?
I need to see all her belongings.
If anyone is stupid enough or greedy
enough to take something for themselves,
I will find out about it.
And will punish them.
Strange.
What do you think?
Can we find out who made it and where?
That's Peter and Fevronia,
depicted as saints.
They were canonized before in us
in the cathedral.
That means, this is recent work.
Why are you asking, Alexey Fyodorovich?
No other clues.
That maid would go somewhere
during the holidays.
No family. So...
maybe to the monastery?
Give me this icon,
I'll see what I can find out.
Bless you. Be blessed, ye faithful
with plentiful buckwheat harvest.
Your soldiers have been here already.
They said to arrest that woman
if she comes
and to alert them.
- So, no woman?
- No, no woman.
So, if no one saw her,
she have gotten far away.
Unless she went through the forest.
The forests? Our forests
are difficult to travers for a man.
Let alone a woman.
What about runaway serfs?
How did they managed?
There was a fool once,
Timoshka Lukerin.
He ran away.
At first, he hid in the forest,
then asked merchants for help.
He wanted them to take him to Novgorod.
I guess, he didn't have enough money.
So, they brought him in.
When did the merchants pass here last?
A long time ago.
Before we heard about the Tsarevich,
God rest his soul.
They should be here soon.
I see
you are still grieving.
I am tired.
It hurts to think about my son.
There are no other thoughts in my head.
Take the Menology.
Read the one for today.
Concentrate on the scripture, it will help.
Another time, father.
Remember we were discussing a cathedral?
We wanted to celebrate
the victory in Kazan. We never did.
I remember.
Have you found a good architect?
No, but I had many dreams when I was ill.
In one of them,
I saw what we were looking for.
Tell me what you saw.
A cathedral.
Made up of many churches.
It is like a garden
stretching into the skies.
The domes are not golden but decorated,
each one brighter than the last.
One moment, wait, wait.
- The colors are beautiful.
- Yes.
Scarlet, blue, yellow, green.
Our local craftsman makes these, yes.
It's his work.
You gave one to a woman from Moscow.
A Kremlin’s maid, named Mlada. Yes?
How do you know, my lord?
I know everything.
Now tell me about her. Well?
Mlada. She has a daughter here.
She sinned.
She comes to visit her sometimes.
Alone?
The girl has a highborn guardian,
princess Staritskaya.
Mother Evfrosinya.
Mlada was greatful to the princess
for helping the child.
But one time, Mlada didn't want
to do something.
So Evfrosinya said: if you don't do that,
your child will suffer.
On your knees. It's a sin to eavesdrop.
But you confessed. Forget it now.
If they come looking for the girl
tell them she is a foundling.
That's it.
You understand?
God is my witness; I swear to God.
Sorry for barging in.
Did you learn anything about the icon?
Oh yes.
It was indeed made in the monastery.
She went to pray there.
That's it.
I asked around but nobody knew anything.
That's a shame.
Really, Alexey Fyodorovich?
It may be for the better.
Had we discovered the perpetrator, Tsar’s
vengeance would have been terrible.
Good night, Silvester.
Good man!
Where are you heading to?
Novgorod.
Take me with you, I’ve got to get there.
Stop, stop!!
Have mercy, just kill me here!
You hear me? Kill me!
You know what they'll do to me in Moscow.
Calm down, calm down, you hear me?
Just tell me who put you up to this?
Tell me and I will let you go.
I’ll tell them I haven't found you.
I can't.
What am I to do with you?
Do what you must.
Mother, why are you here?
You should have sent for me.
They found Mlada.
Oh my God.
Whatever she says, point at me.
Say that I put her up to it.
Don’t be silly no one will believe it.
It seems to be our fate.
We all must die at the hand of Ivan’s family.
My husband, and yours’s as well.
I questioned everyone, Nastya,
and found nothing.
Tsar’s advisors are thoroughly investigating.
I would trust them.
I can feel it.
Silvester and Adashev
are hiding something.
If could find someone
who would implicate them
Ivan will would interrogate them
in the dungeon.
With outmost severity,
and the truth will become known.
Nastya, what are you saying?
Accuse the innocent?
Heaven forbids.
They are guilty!
They must be guilty of something!
You want to lie to your husband
and make me your accomplice?
Forget I said this. That wasn't me talking.
I am missing my son.
God, why did you take him, why?
I wish I could comfort you, sister.
Only if the guilty ones
are found, only this ...
They found Mlada.
- Where is she?
- In the dungeons.
The tsar went there.
Mercy! The raft rocked, and I fell,
It was an accident.
I fell, it turned over.
I runed out of sheer fear!
Have mercy, sire!
Without funeral rights.
Throw her in a pit.
Where is she?
I killed her.
I strangled her with my own hands.
She is dead.
You have nothing to blame yourself for.
You avenged our son.
What’s with you?
I did a bad thing, my Lord.
That poor girl.
Go get some sleep.
FOUR YEARS LATER
Nicely done.
I have only seen paper
like this in German books.
I didn’t know; it was our own work.
This is all Ivan Fyodorov.
He is a master printer, and he has
learned all the secretes of this craft.
If only we could make this work in such way
that it could enable us to print
great numbers of holy books.
No number of scribes can handle such a task
that a single printing house can do.
The whole Rus' will learn how to read.
Even the peasants.
Someday it will come true. We shall start
this difficult and rare trade of yours.
Your work is difficult and rare.
I guess you will ask for a generous stipend?
No, sire.
Only for food and for the cause.
I will need special paper from Germany.
And to build the presses.
It's expensive and not easy to find.
Well, this is a good cause.
I will get you money for the printing house.
Rest assure we'll find everything you need.
Get to work.
Stop! Take the reins.
Alexey Fyodorovich. I have brought you
a letter from Vorotynsky.
By the way, Vorotynsky complains about you.
Why?
He writes of your bad behavior.
I don't know. I swear to God,
I was quietly sitting at the entrance.
You were waiting
and digging in your ears.
Listen to this.
Near the house,
one should wash one's dirty hands,
blow one's nose and clear one's throat,
and say a short prayer.
When they let you in, bow to the holy icons.
Then bow low again
and give your master's message.
After that, no picking one's nose,
no coughing or blowing one's nose,
no spitting or anything,
and if nature calls, move away
and do your business there.
So strict,
what kind of a person wrote that?
Silvester did. It's called Domostroy
and it is a great book.
I don't know how to read,
Alexey Fyodorovich.
You will accompany
the printer Fyodorov to Livonia.
To pick up an important shipment.
In secrecy, past the trading posts.
Livonia?
It’s better the printer stays home.
He wants to go.
He needs to check the goods.
What kind of goods?
Paper.
Sorry, my lord. Don't we have our own paper?
Not like this one.
I see.
Bad news from Livonia, sire.
Master-armorers were detained
last week on their way to Moscow.
There was no explanation
from the Livonian side.
First they didn't let our merchants in,
then our armorers.
What next, sire?
- We must fight.
- Think, boyar.
If we attack Livonia, the Crimean Khan
will immediately attack Moscow.
First off, sire, we must
deal with incursions.
As long as Constantinople stood,
it bore the Cross. And now?
You are a Orthodox tsar,
and it’s your legacy to return
their lands to the fold the church.
It’s your sovereign duty.
But Father Silvester keeps forgetting
that Constantinople is
under the Turkish yoke.
And their power is immense.
Livonia will be supported
by the Grand Duchy of Lithuania.
The war will make us weak,
and the khan will attack from the South.
Great Tsar I am ready to go to Livonia
and ask their grandmaster
for an explanation.
Livonia is our land, right?
Our.
Enough.
Kurbsky.
Negotiate with Lithuanians not to go to war.
Conduct military exercises and training.
They should be ready
to move out at first notice.
A war with Livonia, Ivan?
This is madness.
When do we start?
Right now.
We'll finish our wine and go.
It doesn’t sit well with me
that our tsarina's brother
is part of the Council now.
He hardly spoke.
We never know what they
might whisper in tsar’s ear.
The night cuckoo always gets a snack.
We are right in our decision.
We are?
God has entrusted him with this mission.
To bear this cross
and resurrect a third Rome.
Do you have people in Livonia?
Yes, my prince.
Very good. Go right away.
I need you to convey something,
in such a way that everyone learns of it.
Memorize,
Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich is gathering an army
to go to war with Livonia.
Make sure that this rumor
comes to Grandmaster’s attention.
I pity your husband sometimes, Nastya.
He bears a heavy burden.
What do you think?
Ivan will listen to his advisers again?
I think so. If not, that means
he lost his confidence in them.
If the Tsar gains easy victory against Livonia
he will recall at once those
who tried to talk him out of glory.
Do you believe he’ll succeed?
I believe there will be a victory.
It'll be amusing to watch
how Silvester and Kurbsky
will try to defend themselves.
What?
I imagined their faces.
Vanya! You will get in trouble!
Vanya, what are you doing?
It's fine, Your Majesty,
they are children. Let them play.
Have you finished the one
with the Virgin?
I haven’t, Your Majesty, it's a difficult one.
I must have sinned. God forgive me.
May I ask you something Majesty?
There are rumors
there is going to be a big war.
God only knows. It’s our husband’s lot -
to fight and as for us we wait and pray.
Your husband is the Tsar.
It’s not the same.
Although Vladimir is somewhat shy
but he always first in a fight.
You mean, your husband is a hero
and mine is hiding behind his back?
No, that's not what I meant.
It's not Tsar’s business to fight in person.
If pay less attention to rumors
you will have time to finish your work.
Bad news, Sire. We intercepted a letter.
They were sending it to the South.
Read it.
To the Crimean khan,
Devlet Giray, I send my greetings.
Tsar Ivan Vasilyevich
decided to declare war on Livonia.
They ask the khan to raid us
while we are defenseless.
The Tartars have been waiting for this.
It’s time to convey the Concil.
Treason! Right in front of my our eyes!
Traitors!
Is everybody who serves here present?
What is this?
Tsar's orders. To investigate.
We'll request a written note
from every scribe
and compare their handwriting
with the treasonous letter to the Khan.
Did you hear that?
Everyone, write three lines.
You too, Alexey Fyodorovich.
Don't take it to heart,
I also had to do this.
Who will compare the handwriting then?
You know who.
I ask you again.
Did you write the letter to the khan?
I did, my lord. I did.
Don't lie. I will ask again:
did you write treasonous letter?
I did.
So, that's the traitor.
He is innocent,
he confessed under torture.
But the handwriting is the same?
The tsar says so, so yes, it must be so.
Wait, Alexey Fyodorovich,
I know who wrote the letter.
It was me. I did it.
To be unrecognizable
I held the quill in my left.
What for?
To warn the tsar, to prevent him
from making a mistake.
You kept quiet! You played both sides!
I know you wanted the best for us,
but at what price.
An innocent life.
LIVONIA
It’s chilly. Should we light a fire!
Livonian patrols are nearby.
If they notice it, they’ll start shooting.
Oh! Finally!
Did you bring it?
Give me something sharp!
Let me shine some light.
Good. Good. Pay him and let's load.
Not to write, but to print.
If everything goes right, then I hope,
every house will have at least one book.
Well, go figure.. Maybe if had such a book,
I could learn how to read, right?
That's the idea. If you really want to,
come by and I will teach you.
And why not, I might come.
It’s good thing.
- Hold on.
- What?
We are almost there. Listen, when
they main guy falls run into the forest.
Towards the sunrise, our shoudn’t be far
we are almost at the border.
Why would he fall, huh?
Well, I don't see why not.
Travelling papers?
Forgive me sir. I lost them.
Merchants are not allowed to bypass
trading posts. Now we will take everything.
Go ahead!
Oh my God!
Write this: report immediately.
They say you can't find a translator.
This is Kurakin's son.
Kurakin brings books to the palace.
He is well-read...
So, you know English?
- Somewhat, yes.
- How so?
Father gave me three Bibles,
in Russian, Latin and English.
He told me to read them
and that way I would learn.
- And did you?
- I think so.
You saved me, Andrey Mikhailovich. Come on.
You will translate for the Tsar.
Go already!
Sire! The Ambassador of England,
Richard Chancellor.
Oh great and mighty emperor of Russia
and prince of Moscow.
I bring the word from my Lord,
King Edward of England.
The captain brings a message
for the Russian Tsar.
You’re lying he called me an Emperor.
They sure argued a lot
about the ascension.
They refused to call him anything
other than the prince.
The captain brought a message...
No, translate what we have to say.
I understand more or less what he is saying.
How many languages does he speak?
Looks like five.
Speak to me directly.
King Edward
wishes to offer his brother,
the Russian emperor
to establish trade
between our great kingdoms.
The King of England wants
to start trading with us.
That's good.
Translate, it’s a promising enterprise
and we are curious...
The emperor agrees.
Allow me, sire?
We have never traded with English.
Our ancestors were always weary of them.
Perhaps they has a reason.
They say they build circles
made of magic stones on their island.
There are beasts on their lands.
Nothing but abomination.
You mind is so dark, Obolensky,
it's amazing the sun can shine next to you.
You are to appear
before the Duma tomorrow.
We shall pass the word to the King
about establishing trade.
But now I would like to ask you.
Is it true,
that King Edward ascended the throne
while still a child?
And? There was no dissidence?
No discontent?
Speak freely.
Your words shall not leave these walls.
I beg you, my Lord,
not to get angry with my answer,
I am aware of your illness
and of your refusal
to pledge allegiance to your son.
I'll be frank with you.
Something like this would be impossible
in England.
The divinity of King’s rule
is revered by all.
No one would ever think
to act against a lawful heir.
I thank you for your honesty.
You play chess?
We shall see what kind of strategists
you Englishmen are.
Begin?
I feel sorry about him. He was a good man.
He wanted to learn how to read.
What do we do now?
They say Livonians are going
to diligently patrol the borders.
A mouse won’t slip through.
Do we tell the Tsar?
May he rest in peace.
Greetings, my lord.
I thought you died.
I am quite alive and well.
How can it be?
There were thirty of them against you.
Thirty, come on.
I cut down three and the rest ran away.
What could they do?
And this is what... What? The paper?
You ordered to bring it.
Do you have any idea
as to what you have done? Do you?
This is the king,
he is the most important one.
Everybody tries to take him.
And here Ivan, that's the voivode.
He is the strongest and can go anywhere.
I want to go like this.
You will simply threaten the enemy's king
but lose your voivode.
This move makes no sense. Does it?
No it doesn't.
Yes. OK, go play.
They say to return the Christian lands
and stop the raids.
They want everything at once.
They don't understand
we can't win in one move.
What if we take Livonia first?
So we can freely bring in arms. Gunpowder.
Our army will become the best.
Then we'll take Constantinople
and the whole Christian world.
Imagine, Nastya, our Rus': reaching
from the Southern to the Northern seas.
A true Empire.
If you give our son such an empire,
he will become the greatest ruler.
You are the only one who understands me.
You are the only one that gives me strength.
They just hamper me.
The Livonian grandmaster is worried
by the news
that the Russian Tsar is planning a war.
He is ready to discuss the rules
of passage for merchants and tradesmen
and St. George's payments.
Would the Great Tsar wish
to answer the grandmaster?
No, he would not.
Write to him
that the Russian Tsar
left this letter unanswered.
Sire, we got what we wanted.
Questions of War and peace are in
the realm of the Tsar, remember that.
Convey this to Adashev and Silvester.
I have made up my mind.
We'll attack Livonia.
We'll destroy the arrogant order.
We shall get our lands back.
God is with us!
Are feeling burdened? Thirty pieces
of silver are not weighting you down?
Why did you do it?
You think I betrayed you?
You betrayed me first.
You betrayed my loyalty, my advice.
You listened to bad people,
not to your friend.
Were you jealous?
No.
You changed,
and I felt you didn't need me.
Words, words.
I will forget your face, give me time.
Tell me,
did I make a mistake with Livonia?
Or was it God's punishment?
I don’t know.. Who knows?
I only know that at that moment
darkness came over me and my kingdom.
Subtitling by Sergey Smirnov.