ANDREI RUBLYOV Part Two
RAID
They're coming! Prince! The Tartars are coming!
Summon everybody! Do you hear me, Kosoy?
Hey, Prince!
What have you got here? Is that the ford?
The rains have flooded it.
Go further! Follow us!
We already wanted to leave. We expected you yesterday.
Small town on my way. Wanted to go round it.
But couldn't help myself. Sorry I'm late.
Never mind. Let's go! Keep left, there's a shallow place.
You're not going to cheat me?
Why do you say such thing? Vladimir is empty.
The Grand Prince is off to Lithuania.
The town is over there, behind that forest.
They say the Grand Prince has a little son growing up,
and you're aspiring after his crown.
We'll see.
I can see you're longing for the throne. I can understand it.
Where are you going?
I told you, keep left!
Hold it!
Keep up, Prince!
I see there's no love lost between you and your brother.
That must be our fate.
When did you make up with him the last time?
I didn't.
The metropolitan made us take an oath before God
that we live in peace and harmony.
The Grand Prince is coming.
So my brother's here.
Vladimir is so beautiful! Isn't it, Prince?
It's no small town.
Let's go!
Don't lag behind! Vaska, you dog, I'll maim you!
Keep up with the prince!
Charge! To the gates!
Tartars!
Run!
Hold him, Foma! I'm going to...
What are you doing, brothers? We're Russians, like you...
I'll teach you, Vladimir scum!
Catch him! Grab him!
You lamebrain! Run around!
Are you deaf or what? Around!
Where are we? Nobody here.
They all scattered.
Your bitch has grown up. Not recognized me, she forgot.
My dear man, please, let me go!
Let me go!
Well, Prince?
Don't you feel sorry about the cathedral?
Oh, damn you! Thieves!
Bastards! Scoundrels!
Listen, Prince, who is that woman lying down?
It's not a woman. That's Mary, the Virgin.
It's the birth of Jesus Christ.
And who's in the box?
Christ, her son.
How can she be a virgin if she has a son?
Well though, in this Russia of yours, even stranger things happen.
Interesting!
It hurts! Oh, my God, how it hurts!
I'm burning! It hurts!
Oh, woe upon us! I don't know where the gold is.
It must have been stolen. It must be your Tartars who stole it.
You are all thieves!
You'd better ask your own people. Go ahead and ask them.
- Did he tell? - Didn't tell the truth yet.
Wait, listen what I'm going to say...
Look how a Russian, Orthodox,
innocent man is being tortured by thieves.
Look, Judas, Tartar muzzle!
You liar! I'm Russian!
I recognized you. You look like your brother.
You've betrayed Russia! I did recognize you!
Oh, how it hurts!
I'm not telling you anything...
Mind my words, never there will be
the Tartar's foot on Russian soil.
I swear to God, never!
I'll kiss the cross... Give the cross to an Orthodox man!
You'll get your cross.
If I've sinned, the Lord will forgive me.
He is merciful, He will forgive!
O Lord, will You forgive me, will You?
And you all will boil in a pot of tar!
You will be gone, and we'll build everything anew.
Let you be disemboweled in hell's fire!
O Lord... What are you doing?
What for?
Vipers!
Theophanes! You're dead, aren't you?
I dreamt
that you were hanging head down from the window,
looking up and wagging your finger at me.
And I was lying across a horse saddle,
with two horde men twisting my head.
You were looking and knocking on the window with your finger.
- And I was shouting to you... - What were you shouting?
Listen, what's going on?
They murder, they rape,
they plunder churches together with the Tartars.
And you were telling me...
Only I feel much worse now than you.
You're dead, and I...
Yes, I'm dead, so what?
That's not what I mean! I've spent half of my life being blind!
Half of my life, like that...
Day and night I worked for them, for people...
But they're not people.
You were saying the truth then.
The truth.
It doesn't matter what I was saying.
You're wrong now, I was wrong then.
Aren't we of the same faith?
Of the same land? Of the same blood?
One Tartar even laughed at us.
Like this.
He shouted: "You'll cut one another's throat even without us!"
What a shame!
They murdered everybody.
And my Seryoga, too.
I found him on such a day...
She alone remained.
- I have to go. - Wait...
Please, don't go away!
Do you feel ill at ease with me? Are you bored? I won't say it again.
Let's sit down and talk. I'm going to tell you...
I know everything.
I'll never paint again.
- Why? - Nobody needs it.
Just because one iconostasis has been burned?
Do you know how much of my work has been burned?
In Pskov, in Novgorod, in Galitch...
It's a great sin that you're taking upon yourself.
I haven't told you the most important thing.
I killed a man.
A Russian man.
When I saw him dragging her...
Look... Just look at her!
It's because of our sins that evil has taken a human guise.
Attempting to kill evil, you make an attempt on human life.
God will forgive you, but you must not forgive yourself.
And go on living between His forgiveness
and your own torment.
As for your sin... Remember what's written in your Scriptures?
"Learn to do well; Seek judgement;
Relieve the oppressed; Defend the fatherless.
Come now, and let us reason together, Says the Lord,
Though your sins be as scarlet,
They shall be as white as snow..."
See, I haven't forgotten it, I still remember!
Maybe, you'll feel better, too.
I know, God is merciful, He will forgive.
I'll take a vow of silence before God, and I won't say a word.
I have nothing to talk with people about any more.
Isn't it the right thing to do?
I have no right to give you any advice. I can't.
Haven't you got in Paradise?
Oh, God...
Everything over there is not like you here think it is.
Russia... Dear Russia, she endures everything.
And will continue to endure.
For how long will it be going on?
I don't know. Forever, I guess.
And yet all this is so beautiful!
It's snowing...
There's nothing more frightful
than snow falling in the temple. Don't you think so?
SILENCE
The apples are all rotten.
I've been on this earth so many years, yet I don't remember such a famine.
We're dying out little by little, forgive us God.
Not a soul left in our neighborhood.
All the villages are empty.
Everyone from Khotkovo left for somewhere.
The Semyonovka people ran away, too.
There's no one in Semyonovka, I passed by it this morning.
In Vladimir, they have had no harvest for three years.
And all the people ran off.
Those that stayed are hunting rats.
Why are you whispering?
I caught cold spending the night in the lake.
How come?
The wolves got the better of me, so I waded into the lake.
I only prayed to God that they wouldn't jump in.
I stood like that until dawn.
When I got out, I felt all numb. I can't recover for two weeks now.
- Are you from Vladimir? - Yes, I used to live there.
There comes another man from Vladimir.
Not saying a word since he left Vladimir.
He took a vow of silence.
He had sinned, now he's repenting.
He brought a God's fool with him from Vladimir. She's dumb.
So they keep mum together.
He brought her here so that he could feel his shame,
to have his sin always before him.
That's holiness for you!
What about Andrei's artel?
It had broken up.
Some were killed by Tartars,
others went their own ways.
And Danila? Is he alive?
People say all kind of things.
Either he went to the North, or he's dead.
Has he given up his craft altogether?
You're Kirill, aren't you?
Kirill? Is that you?
That Mephody again! Now he's let the Tartars in here!
It's bad to eat dirty meat!
For God's sake, don't turn me out, Father! There's no truth in the world!
I can't go on sinning every day any more!
And one can't live otherwise in the world!
Accept my repentance, Father! And I'll be kissing your feet!
You were always good at talking. No, you won't move me to pity.
If you only knew, Father,
how much hardship I've gone through, how much evil I've endured,
then you would have forgiven me, but I'll never forgive myself.
Your guilt is not before me, your guilt is before God.
Stay! And as a redemption for your sins,
you shall copy the Scripture 15 times.
You may take the late Father Nikodim's cell.
Thank you, Lord! Thank you, brethren!
How good it is!
Thank you, our Father!
Good Russian, eating horse meat!
Want to go with us to the Horde? You'll be my wife.
I got seven wives, but no Russian wife yet.
Every day you'll be eating horse meat,
drinking koumiss, wearing gold coins in your hair.
Lower your head!
With a Tartar husband, a Russian wife can't go about dirty.
Let's go with us, girl!
Come on! Give me your hand!
Andrei!
Don't you recognize me?
Don't you worry. They'll give her a ride and let her go.
They won't dare hurting a God's fool. That's a great sin.
BELL
Is this Nikola the founder's house?
Yes, it is.
- Is he your father? - Yes, my father.
- Call him. - He's not here.
Where's he?
He's dead.
The plague has gotten them all: My mother, sister and father, too.
And where's the house of Gavrila the founder?
Gavrila is dead, too. So is Kasyan the craftsman.
Ivashka's been taken away by Tartars, only Fyodor remained.
Go to him, but you'd better hurry.
He's lying in bed, whizzing, with his eyes closed.
He might die any minute now.
I can't stand it any more! Where are we to look now?
- We'd better go back home. - Get up, I say!
Back home... Sprawling like that!
What have we come to?! There's no one to cast a bell!
Take me along!
I'll cast you a bell!
Are you crazy?
Take me to the Prince. I'll do a fine job!
You're not going to find anyone anyway. They're all dead.
You won't find anyone better than me!
- Lay off! - All right! So much worse for you!
I know the bell secret!
I know it, but I won't tell you!
My father knew the secret of bell bronze.
Before he died, he passed it on to me.
No one else knows it! Only I know! I!
My father told me the secret...
- Shall we take this servant of God? - He's just talking rot.
Do you want the Grand to skin us alive?
- He's lying about the secret! - Then he will answer for it.
Come here!
Hop on!
- What about my hut? - Sit on.
Well, you've talked him into it after all?
Where are we going? What are we looking for? We can dig over here.
Do we dig here?
We could, but it would be better to dig closer to the belfry,
not to have to carry the weight such a distance...
We can dig here, can't we? Let's do it here.
Come on, mark it!
Let's dig together.
We're founders, not navvies.
Why should we putter in the earth?
You know what my father said before he died?
"Founders must dig a foundry pit themselves."
"I've come to understand it," he said, "only in my old age."
He said that and died.
I don't know what Nikola said, but I'm not going to dig.
If you need us, call us.
Well, have you found it?
What is there to find? There it is.
Is that it?
No, that's not the right clay.
- We always took it from here. - And were making fools of yourselves!
- This clay's not good, is it? - No good.
You see? Let's go.
We'll keep on looking until we find it.
Listen, Stepan, maybe we shouldn't do it?
Sure, we shouldn't. Look what clay we've found,
how much work we've done before we found a new place, and you...
That's not it. Don't you understand?
There you go again. August is almost over, and we haven't found the clay!
I just pity you.
Don't! I've lived without your pity for years!
Let's go, Boris dear!
I can't! I know that's not the right clay!
- And which one is "right"? - I know which.
I don't need such workers!
We'll do fine without you! I don't need such workers!
Andreika!
Semyon!
I've found it!
Uncle Pyotr! I've found it!
The clay! Uncle Semyon!
The clay is here! Stepan!
Where are you all?
- Boris! - What?
- Shall I dig it in? - I'm coming!
Coming! Where's Nikolai?
He went for the timber.
It should've been here already! What am I going to reinforce it with?
- He left first thing in the morning. - That Nikolai of yours is an idiot!
Why are you standing like that? Go on, work!
- The merchants won't go for it. - Why won't they go for it?
They asked the price thrice as big. They say they give this rope cheap.
- Are we going to pay that price? - Go ahead and pay!
The prince will kill you for that! We're going to ruin him.
What do I care now!
Go away, old man, or you'll be hurt.
Don't start digging it in without me.
Boris!
Coming!
Well?
This mould won't hold, we'll have to twine it all around.
It's time to coat it with clay, and you haven't made the mould yet!
We need to reinforce it more, but there're no more twigs.
Finish it up, we must start baking the clay by the evening.
If the mould isn't reinforced, it won't stand bronze, it'll crack.
What if we don't bake it before snow?
I'll be flogged then, not you.
The mould won't hold in here.
Finish up the mould!
Do you hear me or not?
I'm not going to do it.
Suit yourself, but get out if here! Andreika, finish it up.
He's not going to do it either.
- Are you going to do it? - It won't hold!
We need to twine it more.
Are you going to obey me? Who is in charge here?
We need one more layer.
- Fyodor! - I'm here.
Flog him. Not him, this one.
He refuses to work, he wouldn't listen to my orders.
I'm going to show you who is in charge here!
Your father didn't treat us like that.
So you remembered my father? Let him be flogged in the name of my father!
Finish it up!
- Dig it in without me! - We're waiting for you!
Dig it in without me!
Go and have some sleep.
What are you staring at?
Have you swallowed your tongue? Or are you deaf?
What? Feel sorry for him?
Then go and console him.
That's what you monks are for.
Boris, wake up!
I began baking.
Why without me?
I told you to wake me up.
I know myself when to do it!
Pyotr, people from the prince are here. They're asking for you.
That's what I call real hot!
Isn't it hot?
That will be enough for you.
Not enough silver. Tell the prince not to be stingy.
The Grand Prince is never stingy.
I don't know, but we need another half pood.
What difference does it make...
Who knows the secret of bell bronze, you or me?
Tell the prince not to be stingy. We need another half pood.
I'm going to shake a lot of silver out of the prince.
And the bell won't ring!
I recognized him!
Beat him up! You all, beat him!
Beat the monk!
Why are you attacking the man?
You took him for someone else. Why attack him?
No, I'm not mistaken! It's him, I know!
He used to be smooth and handsome... Now he's all worn out, too.
I spent ten years in prison because of him!
They've taken off half of my tongue!
Let go!
Let go of me!
I'll kill him!
I'll kill him.
He's innocent, he never betrayed anyone!
I can swear on the cross!
Oh God, why do You send this punishment?
Go on, strike me, but don't touch him!
Get up! Get up! Get up, I say...
Come on, get up... How heavy you are.
The prince's jester is dead.
They invited me to be his jester. Bu what do I need the prince for?
I'd better be a joiner.
But I did recognize this one!
I did. That's him who'd sold me out.
Come on, give me a drink.
You ain't seen nothing yet!
Remove it.
Take a sample!
Go to the third furnace!
Shall we put more firewood into the third? You're going to cool it down!
Splash some water on the hose!
Why are you standing? Go on, work! Add some more!
Move!
Some more for the second furnace?
Go ahead! Come on, pump it!
More for the second!
- Where's Boris? - He went to the casters.
The second and third furnaces are ready!
The first will be ready soon.
Come, everyone is ready!
Open it!
Everything is ready. Shall we begin?
Come on!
Pour it in! Come on!
It's flowing! Boriska! It's flowing!
Look, it's flowing!
O Lord! Help us! Let it work!
Tomorrow is going to be the day!
I wish we could have some sleep...
- Boris, are you coming? - I'm coming...
Coming...
Listen, Andrei...
I kept thinking about it, and I've decided to tell you.
I envied you, you know it yourself.
Envy was eating me up so much that it had poisoned my guts.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I left. God is my witness, because of you.
But when I learned that you had given up painting,
I felt so much better, and then forgot about it.
I just want to finish copying the Scriptures before I die.
Our Father Superior is so strict, he's imposed a very severe penance.
I'm afraid I won't make it now.
Oh, why am I confessing to you? I don't have to.
You're a great sinner yourself. You've sinned more than I.
What am I? Just a worthless worm. What can be expected of me?
And you?
For what holy deeds has God given you your talent?
What are your deserts? Oh God, that's not the point...
I know that Nikon has already sent three messengers to you,
trying to talk you into decorating the Trinity.
And you wouldn't even speak to them.
I must admit that it provoked a feeling of joy
in my base soul, at the very bottom of it.
But now that my life's coming to an end,
my soul cries for eternal rest.
Nikon doesn't care a thing about your life. He's calling you,
because he wants to strengthen and glorify his power with your talent.
Well, let God be his judge. Listen to me.
Go to the Trinity and paint, paint!
It's a great sin, to reject a God-given gift.
If Theophanes were alive, he would have said so, too.
Look at me, look at the one who has no talent!
Why do you think I've come back?
Just to have something to eat and to live out my days in peace.
I'm going to die soon, and nothing will be left after me.
You're not going to live forever, too.
Do you want to take your talent with you into your grave?
Why don't you say something? Say one word, at least!
As for that buffoon... that was me...
Curse me at least, but don't keep silent, Andrei!
- It may break in this place. - Bite your tongue.
Ease the end out.
We shouldn't have tied it in a knot, it should've been fastened with metal.
I told Boris...
Well?
Yes, sure...
Come then.
Everyone, leave!
- How is it with you? - All set!
Everyone go up, quick!
- All ready? - Yes!
Move forward!
Separate the ropes! Don't get the ends tangled!
Come on, give a signal!
Wave your hand.
Go!
- Look, who's that? - The Grand Prince.
- And who are those with him? - Foreigners.
That's some day, Holy Mother!
Damn it, the Grand Prince is coming, and a foreign ambassador with him.
Are we going to make it? You'd better do, damn you!
This bell is being blessed and consecrated
by besprinkling on it of this holy water.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
This bell is being blessed and consecrated
by besprinkling on it of this holy water.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
This bell is being blessed and consecrated
by besprinkling on it of this holy water.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
See what kind I put in charge here?
Where are you going? Go there...
Come on, come on, blockhead!
Shall I give you a hand or you'll swing it yourself?
Don't.
My father, the old beast, would not pass to me the secret.
He died, never telling me the secret. Took it to his grave, old tightwad.
You see, everything worked out right. Beautiful! Stop it.
We'll go together now.
You'll be casting bells, and I'll be painting icons.
We'll go to the Trinity, you and me.
You've created such a feast,
such a joy for people. Why are crying?
There... there...
Stop crying...
There... there... enough...
Calm down.
Enough, hush, hush...
The End