War and Peace

But mon cher ami, how can you be so calm?

This monster Bonaparte, he's crossed into Austria now

and who's to say that Russia won't be next?

No, no, no.

Our illustrious Emperor has it all in hand,

our great army will stop this monster Napoleon in his tracks.

You must remember, dear Anna Pavlovna,

Russia hasn't lost a war in a hundred years.

I do beg your pardon. I'm so sorry.

Who is that young man?

I'm sure I didn't invite him.

Oh, my young relative, I regret to say.

Count Bezukhov's son. His natural son, of course.

Oh, did he have any other kind?

Indeed.

But this one was something of a favorite, God knows why.

He's staying with me now he's back in St Petersburg.

Well, please don't bring him again.

He looks like a wild animal.

So unlike your own lovely children.

Such beautiful creatures.

Look at Papa, scheming away.

I think he's negotiating to get you into a nunnery.

If he did, would you rescue me?

No, I'd say thank God and good riddance.

Beast!

Please, Mother, it's embarrassing.

If you don't ask, you don't get.

Prince Vassily!

Prince Vassily.

You know I've never asked you for anything,

I've never reminded you of what my father did for you,

but now, I beg you, for my boy, Boris.

A word from you to the sovereign would be enough.

I'll do what I can.

What is it you wish for the boy, Anna Mikhailovna?

Get him a commission in the Guards

and recommend him to the General.

You know a word from you would do it.

You know, my influence is nothing Like what you imagine.

But I am seeing the sovereign later this evening.

Oh, thank you, thank you.

I know I can trust you.

And when you come into your inheritance,

you will remember Count Bezukhov promised

a regular allowance for my poor boy?

I know nothing of that.

And don't you think you've had enough from the Bezukhov family?

Go and beg elsewhere.

Napoleon has utterly destroyed his own country.

No, no, that's not right.

France is no longer a place where civilized people can live.

Where is, though? I say Napoleon is a great man, sir.

You think so, monsieur?

Shall we go to that table over there?

No, no, I must say this. Yes.

Yes, of course, Napoleon's a great man.

He stood above the revolution,

he put an end to its abuses and kept all that was good about it.

You see good in revolution, sir?

The equality of all citizens, freedom of speech.

Liberty, equality, fraternity. These are ideas we could learn from in Russia.

Our drawing rooms are full of overfed aristocrats

who have no idea what real life is,

who have even forgotten how to speak their own Language.

By God, we could do with a revolution here.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... It was just...

Pierre, old friend.

Andrei.

It's so good to see you here.

Getting a taste of high society?

Yes, making a fool of myself, as usual.

You will excuse me, my dear Anna Pavlovna,

we must take our Leave now.

A reception I must attend at the ambassador's.

Goodnight, goodnight.

Having fun? Yes.

Come round for a drink tonight.

We'll make a night of it. Yes.

She's ravishing.

No hope for me, though. I see her every day

and she hardly notices I'm there.

But your Lovely wife? Is she well?

See for yourself.

She's enchanting.

A woman like that spreads happiness wherever she goes.

You're a Lucky dog, Andrei.

You think?

Has he told you?

He's going off to the war and sending me away to the country

to have my baby all alone.

That's the sort of husband I've got.

Are you really?

She won't be alone, she'll be with my father and sister.

But to have my baby in that bleak place, with people I hardly know?

Lise, we have been through all this, you know it's for the best.

Now, take the carriage home, the doctor said you should rest.

I'll walk with Pierre. You see?

He treats me like a child.

Lise. No.

I don't care if Monsieur Pierre hears it.

You have no pity for me.

You were never Like this before.

You see?

I don't believe he loves me anymore.

Dear Princess, please don't be upset,

I understand how you feel, although how could I?

Not being a, but...

Well, life is very... No, this is all wrong,

this is, this is none of my business, I should go.

I should leave you. No, no, no, don't.

I'll be good. I know Andrei wants to talk to you.

You won't be too long? No, my love.

Goodnight, Pierre.

You're really going to the war?

You don't think Napoleon's the Antichrist like the rest of them?

It's got nothing to do with Napoleon. Then why?

Because I can't bear anymore of this Life.

Drawing rooms, gossip, balls, vanity, night after night.

Don't look at me like that, it's the truth.

Never marry, Pierre. Don't make my mistake.

But Lise's not like that, she's the gentlest, sweetest...

I know, I know. She's a wonderful woman and I love her dearly but I...

I can't breathe here, Pierre.

I might as well get myself killed fighting Napoleon.

But you're the most brilliant man I know.

You could do anything.

So they say.

And what about you?

Have you decided what you're going to do yet?

Can you imagine, I still don't know.

But I do think I could make something of my life,

do something extraordinary, even.

Lead the revolution, perhaps?

I know, I deserve to be mocked.

If you could see how I waste my nights...

Ah, yes, well, if you're asking for my advice,

I'd chuck Anatole Kuragin and that gang.

That sort of debauchery doesn't suit you.

Oh, but the women...

The women and the wine but, yes, no, you're right,

I've been thinking that myself,

I should stop going round there.

I will stop.

There.

You promise? Word of honor.

Anatole. Anatole.

Petrushka!

Now, my dear boy. Get a drink. Yes!

Dolokhov.

Well done, Petrushka.

What time is it?

Nearly noon.

Your behavior, and my son's behavior,

bring disgrace upon this house.

Your father is gravely ill in Moscow.

I'm leaving immediately.

Yes, of course. Did he ask for me?

You're in trouble.

You've been a very bad boy.

I'm really quite shocked.

I'm a damned soul.

Oh, I don't think it's quite that bad.

Give my regards to everyone in Moscow.

You're thinking of your father?

Of course you are. We must be prepared for the worst.

He has had two severe strokes

and may have had another by the time we arrive.

As an illegitimate son, you mustn't expect to inherit anything.

No. No, no, of course.

To think what your poor cousin Catiche has sacrificed,

what a saint she is, while you...

However, I 'll do what I can to see you are not left destitute.

God knows you've done little to deserve it.

Stop here!

What's the matter with you? Where are you going?

I'll just call in on the Rostovs. It's Natasha's name-day.

I will come to the house, it's just... I won't be long, I promise.

Poor Count Bezukhov. He was ill enough,

but now this dreadful story about his son Pierre will surely kill him.

Pierre? What's he done now?

He and Anatole Kuragin and that dreadful Dolokhov,

they found a bear somewhere...

A bear? Pierre!

and put it in a carriage and went to...

To the actress's, you know.

And the bear got out and when the police came, oh!

It's too shocking to say. No, say it. Please, Aunt Anna.

They tied the bear to the policeman, back-to-back,

and threw them into the river.

But was the bear all right?

Oh, he was very well. He went swimming about with the policeman on his back.

How I would have loved to have seen that.

Poor policeman.

No, no, no. You're quite right. Shouldn't laugh, Natasha.

Well, you're laughing, too.

Yes, well, you mustn't take me as a model of behavior.

So, what happened to the young men?

Dolokhov has been reduced to the ranks

and Monsieur Pierre has left Petersburg in disgrace.