IDIOT
Part One: Nastasya Filipovna
Yulia Borisova, Yuri Yakovlev, Nikita Podgorodny, Leonid Parhomenko
Written and directed by Ivan Pyryev
Are you cold?
Very much. I never thought it would be so cold in our country.
Are you from abroad? - Yes, from Switzerland.
You don't say! How long have you been there?
More than four years. I was sent there for a treatment.
So, have you recovered?
I haven't.
They must have ripped you off.
You're so right.
They are just wasting Russian assets.
In my case, you're wrong.
Of course, I cannot speak for every case,
but my doctor gave me money to come here,
and treated me for two years free of charge.
Was there no one to pay for you?
My benefactor, Mr. Pavlischev, passed away two years ago.
I tried writing to Mrs. General Epanchin,
(she's my distant relative) but I got no answer.
So that's how I came here.
And where are you going?
You mean, where I'm staying? I don't know yet.
You haven't decided yet?
I bet everything you have is in this purse.
I bet it's so.
You're right. I have nothing except for this purse.
Excuse me, what is your name?
Prince Lev Myshkin.
Prince?!
So, did you study sciences back there, Prince?
Yes, I studied some things.
I've never studied anything.
I haven't learn much, really.
Do you know the Rogozhins?
No, I don't know many people in Russia.
Are you Rogozhin?
Yes, I am Parfyon Rogozhin.
Are you from those Rogozhins?
Exactly.
My god, then you must be Semyon Rogozhin's son.
He died two months ago and left 2.5 million.
Why should you care? I'm not giving you a penny.
Even if you turn summersaults in front of me.
I'll turn, I'll turn.
I'm not giving you anything. Go beg elsewhere.
Still, I'll beg. I'll leave my wife and children and stay close to you.
Devil.
Five weeks ago, I was just like you: only a purse in my hands.
I ran from my father to my aunt in Pskov.
But I caught a fever there,
and my dad died while I was away.
He had a stroke.
God save his soul.
Back then, he almost killed me.
Believe me, Prince, if I had not run away, I'd be dead.
You must have upset him.
True. I made him mad because of a girl.
Her name is Nastasya Filipovna, god damn her.
Nastasya Filipovna?
There's no chance you know her.
I might know her.
I must say, you're a scoundrel.
You're scolding me, but I know, that this Nastasya Filipovna
is living with a landowner and industrialist named Afanassy Totsky.
Goddamn you, you got it right.
Lebedev knows everything.
Now, this Totsky doesn't know how to get rid of her.
Because he's getting old,
and wants to marry one of General Epanchin's daughters.
That's right.
Nastasya Filipovna is in trouble.
So your two and a half millions...
If I hear another word about her I'll have you flogged.
Flog me, please. If you're flogging me you're not rejecting me.
Arriving to Petersburg, gentlemen.
Goodbye, Prince.
I don't know why, but I like you.
Maybe it's because I met you at such a moment...
Although, I met him too, but I don't like him.
Come to my house, Prince.
I'll give you a mink coat, have a tailcoat made.
We'll buy you new shoes
and stuff your pockets with money.
And then we'll go to Nastasya Filipovna.
Will you come to me?
Don't miss your chance, Prince.
With great pleasure.
I also liked you very much.
We're here. Goodbye, Prince. Make sure to stop by.
Follow me, maggot. - Yes, sir.
Excuse me, is this General Epanchin's house?
That's right, sir.
I am Prince Myshkin.
I'd like to see His Excellency. - Please, come in.
Prince Myshkin.
How can I help you?
I don't have any important business.
I'd just like to make your acquaintance.
Please.
I don't have much time,
but since you obviously have a special reason...
I thought you'd say so, but really,
apart from for the pleasure of meeting you
I have no other reason.
Of course, I'm also very happy to meet you.
But I fail to see what we have in common, and what reason...
There's no reason other than that
your wife is from the same family as me.
But this alone is not a good enough reason.
However, I have no other reason.
I haven't been to Russia for 4 years.
I'd like to know some good people.
I even have a little business that I don't know where to go with.
But I heard you are good people.
Thank you very much.
May I ask where you are staying?
I haven't found a place yet.
So you came here straight from the train station?
Even brought your luggage.
All my luggage is a small bag of underwear.
I'll find a room tonight.
So you are planning to look for a room?
Of course.
I thought you came straight to me, so to say...
This could have happened, but never without your invitation.
Then it's fortunate that I didn't invite you.
Let me mention another thing, Prince.
Our being relatives is out of question.
Of course, I'd only be flattered. But...
But it's time for me to leave?
I suppose, it has to be this way.
Goodbye. Sorry to bother you.
Prince, wait a moment.
Maybe my wife would like to meet her namesake.
Wait a moment, if you have time.
I have all the time in the world.
In fact, I was hoping Elizaveta would remember that I wrote her.
Very well then. How old are you, Prince?
I'm twenty-six.
Do you have any income, or any estate, or maybe an occupation?
I understand your concern.
I have no estate or occupation.
How do you plan to make a living?
I'll work.
You are a philosopher. Do you have any talents or skills?
I think I have none.
Have you no relatives in Russia?
At this moment, no one, but I've just received a letter...
Well, you must have studied something.
Are you literate, at least?
Of course.
Excellent. How about your handwriting?
It's extremely good. This must be my only talent.
I'm a real calligrapher.
If you give me a piece of paper I'll write something.
Ganya, give us some paper and a pen.
Here, Prince. Paper, pen, ink. Please.
Show us your talent.
Here, Ivan Fedorovich. - What is this?
Nastasya Filipovna! Has she sent this to you?
She gave it to me when I was visiting to congratulate her.
I hope you didn't forget about tonight?
Of course, it's her birthday. She's turning twenty-five.
Ganya, I'll tell you something.
Tonight she promised to give her final word.
"To be or not to be." So get ready.
Is this what she told you?
Yes, she told me and Afanassy.
But she asked not to tell you yet.
Remember, she gave me full freedom until she makes up her mind.
And even then, the last word is mine.
What? Would you... Would you...
I wouldn't anything.
What are you trying to do with us?
I'm not saying no.
Of course, you wouldn't dare.
She's such a woman! You should be happy.
Maybe, I didn't put it correctly.
Fine. How's your mother, how's your sister?
The mother is crying, the sister is angry.
But I told them as it is:
I am the master of my destiny, and they have to obey me.
I still don't get it.
They act as if they are being dishonored.
But what kind of dishonor is this?
Who can blame Nastasya Filipovna?
Is it about her living with Totsky at one time?
This is complete rubbish. How can they not understand it?
They understand everything. Please don't be cross with them.
If she gives her word tonight, then everyone will be satisfied.
Is this Nastasya Filipovna?
She's magically beautiful.
What do you mean? Do you know her?
Yes, can you believe it? It's only my first day in Russia,
and I already know such a beauty.
I heard about her in the train, from a merchant named Parfyon Rogozhin.
What news!
I heard some nasty things about him.
I heard about him too. As long as there's no scandal...
Prince, what was your impression?
Is Rogozhin an important person or just some scoundrel?
I don't know what to tell you.
But I felt he's full of passion.
And this passion is somewhat sick.
Is this what you felt? - Yes.
Can you see it? This scandal is bound to happen tonight.
Possibly.
Everything depends on her whim.
You know how she can be.
And how can she be?
Listen, Ganya. Be nice to her tonight.
Try to be pleasant.
What's this supposed to mean?
Don't you trust me?
I'm definitely going to benefit from this.
The marriage between Totsky and my Alexandra is decided.
All I'm trying to do now is set you up well.
You are a smart man. We counted on you.
It all comes down to this.
Yes, this is all there is.
If you don't want to get married, just say it.
Then off with you!
Nobody is keeping you
or forcing you to do anything.
I agree.
What have you here?
Beautiful.
Look, Ganya, such a talent.
"The writing of the humble abbot Pafnuty"
You're more than a calligrapher,
you're an artist. Right, Ganya?
Fantastic! - Don't laugh. There's a career here.
You can start with 35 rubles a month.
It's half past twelve.
Back to business, Prince. Take a seat.
I'll find you a good position in the office.
But it will require precision.
Judging by your looks, you're short of money.
Here's 25 rubles to get you started.
We'll figure it our later. Now, as for the future...
The mother of my friend has rooms for rent.
I hope you don't mind, Ganya.
Of course not. Mother will be happy.
Are you happy now, Prince?
Thank you, General.
You are most kind to me, considering I didn't ask for anything.
Since you're so kind I have one thing to ask.
Excuse me, I don't have a minute to spare.
I'll introduce you to my wife Elizaveta.
If she can see you, I recommend that
you try to make her like you.
But if she can't see you, then... It's not my fault.
Ganya, take care of these bills.
So you like a woman like this, Prince?
It's a wonderful face.
It seems she has suffered a lot.
I see it in her eyes.
But her face is very proud.
Only, I don't know if she's kind.
I hope she is kind. Then everything will be alright.
Would you marry such a woman, Prince?
I can't marry. I'm not well.
What about Rogozhin? Would he marry her?
I think he would.
But he would slaughter her in a week.
What's wrong with you?
Your Excellency, Madame Epanchin is waiting for you in the living room.
Just you look at him! He's almost a child.
You can play hide-and-seek with him.
But he's educated and polite.
He's a little too simple-minded, though.
I hope you feed him and test him, my love.
Test him? - Don't pick on words, my friend.
Here he is. Let me introduce you.
Prince Myshkin. The last of the kind.
He's your namesake and possibly even a relative.
Take care of him. I'm already late.
Oh, I forgot.
Show him your albums and ask him to write something.
He is a rare calligrapher.
He wrote in an ancient handwriting:
"The writing of the humble abbot..."
A rare talent!
Well, I'm off.
Ivan Fedorovich, where are you going?
I'm going to the Count. So long, Prince.
I know that Count.
So what did you say, what abbot?
Abbot Pafnuty.
Interesting.
So what about him? - Mama.
Don't interrupt me, ladies. Prince, take a seat.
Tell me more about this abbot Pafnuty.
Abbot Pafnuty...
He lived in the 14th century in a convent near Volga.
He was known for his pious ways.
He traveled to Orda... - To Orda?
The Tatar Orda.
And while he was there he signed a paper.
I've seen a print of that signature
and liked the handwriting so much that I learned it.
Have a seat at the fireplace, Prince.
Tell us more. I love to hear your talking.
Maybe you can think of something more exciting than Pafnuty.
Please, begin.
Mother, please. How can one speak on demand?
What's so hard about it?
He has a tongue, so why can't he tell us something?
Nothing comes to mind.
Tell us, Prince...
Tell us how you've been in love.
I've never been in love.
I've been happy in a different way.
Do you know how to be happy?
Yes. - How to do it, then?
Tell us, Prince. Please, tell us.
Alright, I'll tell you.
Her name was Marie.
She was from the same village where I was staying.
If only you knew what a miserable creature she was.
She was a weak, skinny and sick girl.
She worked odd jobs:
cleaning, caring for the livestock, doing people's laundry.
One day, a French traveling salesman
seduced her and took her with him.
After a week, he threw her out on the road and left.
She came back in rags.
Her feet were wounded, her hands were swollen and scratched.
She was plain-looking to start with.
Only her eyes were gentle and innocent.
She was always very quiet.
But after she came back sick and tattered
nobody had any compassion for her.
People are so cruel.
When Marie came back to the village
everyone ran out to look at her.
Old men, women and girls, and even children rushed to take a look.
Marie was famished and ragged.
She was lying at the door to her mother's house.
She was crying bitterly,
but people looked at her as if she was a reptile.
Young people laughed, old people judged her.
Women swore at her and despised her.
And Marie's mother...
Marie's mother was sitting on the porch
and nodding approvingly.
Forgive me, for talking nonstop about my emotions.
I know this is inappropriate.
But when I came in here and saw your faces
for the first time I felt light and easy.
What is it about our faces, Prince?
Let me tell you.
You, Adelaida, have a face of a kind sister.
You're pretty,
but you also know how to approach a person with ease and see his heart.
You, Alexandra, have a sweet, beautiful face.
But there is some sadness in it.
Though you're very kind at heart,
but you're not happy.
As for your face, Madame, I can only say one thing.
You are a complete child.
In everything good and bad that it entails.
Bravo, Prince!
You saw right through me. I am indeed a child.
I think your character is close to mine.
Only, you are a man, and I'm a woman,
and I've never been to Switzerland.
That's our only difference.
Why didn't you say anything about Aglaya?
Yes, why is that? She is hard to miss.
Absolutely so.
You are so beautiful, Aglaya,
that I'm afraid to look at you.
Is that all? What about her character?
Why don't you say something, Prince?
It's hard to judge beauty.
Beauty is mystery.
It means Aglaya has a riddle to solve.
Isn't she beautiful, Prince?
Exceptionally.
Almost like Nastasya Filipovna.
Who?
What Nastasya Filipovna?
Where did you see Nastasya Filipovna?
Ganya was showing her portrait to the General.
Her portrait?
I want to see it.
Do me a favor, dear Prince.
Go to the office and fetch it.
Say that I want to see it.
Portrait!
Excuse me.
Madame asked to see Nastasya Filipovna's portrait.
What?!
Why did you tell them about this portrait?
You don't know anything.
Idiot!
I am sorry.
I didn't mean anything. It just came to mind.
I said Aglaya is almost as beautiful as Nastasya Filipovna.
You have a fixation on Nastasya Filipovna.
Damned tattler.
Listen, Prince.
I have something to ask you.
I absolutely need to talk with Aglaya.
I wrote her a letter but I don't know how to pass it to her.
Help me pass this letter to her, personally, so that no one sees it.
I'm not comfortable with this.
Wait, Prince. I'm desperate.
I cannot. - Trust me, you are my last resort.
Please.
Alright, I'll take it. - Thank you.
But make sure no one sees it.
I won't tell anyone.
Thank you.
Prince!
One more thing. The letter is not sealed.
I hope you won't... - Rest assured, I won't read it.
Just one word.
One word from her, and I'll leave it all behind.
Ganya asked me to give you this letter.
Yes, she is pretty. Very pretty.
Is this the kind of beauty you like, Prince?
Yes.
Exactly this kind? - Exactly.
May I ask you, why?
This face shows a lot of suffering.
You must be delirious, my friend.
Bring Ganya here.
But Mama!
I only want to say a couple of words.
You see, Prince, there's been a lot of secrets lately.
Some silly etiquette.
But this is a business that requires maximum openness,
honesty and sincerity.
Some strange marriages are being arranged.
I don't like such marriages.
Here's this new betrothed.
How do you do.
Are you getting married?
Married? Who is getting married?
I am asking, are you getting married?
Who, me? - Yes, you .
No, I'm not getting married.
So you say you're not getting married?
Then I'll remember that today,
this Wednesday, you answered 'no'.
Is it Wednesday today? - I think so, mother.
They can never remember the days. What date is it today?
It's the 27th.
Very well. Goodbye, then.
You seem to have your hands full.
Goodbye, dear Prince.
Please come often, I am always happy to see you.
Take back your portrait.
Let's go.
Prince, I'm going home now.
If you still want to live with us
I can show you the way.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Wait, Prince.
You have to leave a message in my album.
Daddy said you're an excellent calligrapher.
With pleasure.
Wait here. I'll bring my album.
You told them I'm getting married.
Shameless tattler.
Believe me, you are wrong.
I didn't know you were getting married.
You heard the General talking and spread the word.
Liar! How else did they find out? Who told them?
You know this better than I do.
Here, Prince. Choose a page and write something.
Yes.
Here's a pen.
I hope the steel one is alright.
I heard, calligraphers don't use steel pens.
It's not a problem.
Just one word from you,
and I'll be saved.
What should I write for you?
I'll tell you what to write.
Write:
"I will not...
...bargain."
Finished? Add the date.
Show me.
How beautiful.
You wrote it fabulously.
You have a wonderful handwriting. Thank you.
Prince, would you come with me now?
I want to give you something to remember me by.
Read this.
But... - I know you didn't read it.
Read it out loud.
"Tonight my fate will be decided.
Tell me to quit it, and I will.
A word from you would only indicate
your kind attitude toward me, nothing more.
Upon your word, I'll accept my poverty.
I'll accept my desperate position with a smile..."
Enough.
This person claims that my saying "quit it"
won't compromise me or oblige me.
This is supposed to be his written warranty.
But he knows: if he quit it by himself,
not expecting my approval and not making it known,
I would probably become his companion.
But his heart is dirty.
He wants to get me
in exchange for the loss of that hundred thousand.
He has no shame.
Give him back this letter.
What should I tell him?
Nothing. It's the best answer.
Are you going to live in his house?
This is what the General recommended.
Then be careful.
He won't forgive you for returning his note.
Goodbye.
"In the capital city of Petersburg
at the Sennaya Square
a merchant's son was getting married
to a certain aristocrat girl.
He put her in a carriage; she wore a white veil.
She enchanted everyone with her beauty."
As soon as the guests arrived at the porch
She ran away with another man, still wearing her bridal veil."
Prince, this is your room. - Thank you.
Where is your luggage?
I have no other things apart from this purse.
"...and then the groom slaughtered the cheating bride."
We only have one cook and no other servants.
So I have to help.
So you've just arrived from Switzerland. - Yes.
Is it good there? - Very good.
There must be mountains.
Yes, there are mountains.
That's it.
Oh, we serve dinner at half past four.
You cat eat with us, or in your room. It's up to you.
"The jury was crying, and the prosecutor wept
when his harsh sentence was read out.
He went through all the trials, dragging his chains.
He died in Siberia, god save his soul."
Ferdyschenko. - So what?
I'm a tenant.
Oh, you want to introduce yourself.
Do you have any money?
Not much.
How much?
Twenty five rubles.
Let me see it.
Strange. Why do they always turn brown?
These 25's often turn brown.
And some fade entirely.
Here.
I came to warn you.
First, never lend me money, even when I ask.
Alright.
Second, are going to pay for the room?
Well, of course.
I'm not paying.
Have you seen the local general?
Not yet.
Never heard of him? - I didn't have a chance.
You'll see him and hear him.
Tell me, how can a man live
with a name like mine: Ferdyschenko?
Why not?
Goodbye.
Mine is the second door on the left.
Please don't visit me.
But I'll visit you often.
Goodbye.
Your Excellency!
It's him. His exact likeness.
I heard you mention his dear name
and I remembered my cherished past.
Prince Myshkin? - That's right.
General Ivolgin, retired and miserable.
What is your first name?
Lev Nikolayevich.
I knew it. You're the son of my friend.
He was practically my childhood friend.
His name was Nikolay Petrovich.
My father's name was Nikolay Lvovich.
What? - Lvovich.
Of course, Lvovich.
My dear, I remember you this small.
Do you really?
But my father died twenty years ago.
Exactly. Twenty years!
Twenty years and three months.
Young man, we went to school together.
So, you've moved in with us.
Only for a while.
This is wonderful.
Do you happen to have a...?
...ten rubles?
I have one business, and I badly need ten rubles.
Unfortunately, I don't have ten rubles.
But I have twenty-five.
You can get change and give me back fifteen.
No doubt, no doubt.
Thank you so much, Prince. I'll be right back.
As an old friend of your father I wish to warn you.
There is a tragedy in my house.
A marriage is being arranged.
A marriage of a dubious woman and a young man
who could have a career of a court official.
But this woman...
She's going to enter my house.
But while I'm still breathing...
...she won't enter.
I'll lie on the threshold,
and let's see them walk over my dead body.
Ardalion!
Imagine, my dear:
I nursed this Prince with my own hands.
Prince, do me a favor, come to the living room.
With pleasure.
Prince, you have to forgive my husband
if you're going to live with us.
Take a seat.
You have to agree, every one of us
has his qualities and traits.
One thing I have to ask you.
If Ardalion asks you about the rent,
please tell him you've already paid me.
What is it, Varya?
Ganya's gift. From her, personally.
Tonight everything will be decided.
Tonight.
Well,
looks like no hope is left.
I meant to ask you, Prince.
How long have you known my son?
When I asked Ganya about you,
he said you know everything,
and I shouldn't stand on ceremony.
What is this "everything"?
I wanted to know, to what extent...
So it's tonight, Ganya?
What is tonight, mother?
I see.
You've been chatting again, Prince.
Is it some kind of an illness that you can't keep your mouth shut?
Don¡¯t you get it, Your Excellency?
It's my fault.
It's me who told Varya. I believe she should know.
Everything is practically decided.
If everything is decided then Ivan is right.
Don't frown and don't be irritated.
Believe me, I'm quite resigned already.
But I can only speak for myself.
You can't expect the same from your sister.
It's back to her, again?
I swear, mother.
Whoever comes to live in this house
she'll show nothing but respect to you.
You know very well,
it's not myself that I'm worried about.
Your happiness is my only wish.
Dear mother.
They say, tonight, everything will be decided between you two.
What will be decided?
Tonight, at her house,
she will...
She promised to announce our wedding.
How can it be, Ganya?
How can it be when you don't love her?
Would you take a woman that is so...?
So -- what?
So experienced, you mean?
This isn't what I meant.
Have you infatuated her so much that she doesn't notice...
Have you, my own son...
There you go again.
You got carried away and spilled it out.
What makes you think I'm deceiving her?
It's all Varya's fault. Look how she's staring at me.
If she comes into this house
then I'll leave immediately.
It's just your stubbornness.
Your stubbornness made you refuse Ptitsin's proposal.
You're a fool. - I don't care, Varya.
If you wish, marry him right away.
Oh god.
Right away!
I'm sick of your stubbornness.
I'm sick of you all.
Prince, are you leaving?
What took you so long to leave us alone?
I...
How many times did I tell you not to meddle in my business?
Your business? Your filthy, shady business.
How dare you? Mother, let go of me.
You're a scoundrel, Ganya.
You woke up, finally.
If you're so lazy that you can't fix the doorbell
then you should sit at the door when people are knocking.
Now you dropped my coat.
Idiot! They ought to kick you out.
Go in and announce me.
Where are you taking my coat?
Are you crazy or something?
Where are you going?
To announce you.
And how are you going to announce me?
Nastasya Filipovna.
How come you know me?
I've never seen you before.
Why are you mumbling like an idiot?
Go, announce me.
Wait a moment.
What's that yelling over there?
They are fighting.
Nastasya Filipovna.
What? Nastasya Filipovna?
There she is!
Happy now, Ganya?
Finally, I'm here.
What's your doorbell for?
Nastasya Filipovna!
I almost froze to death at your door.
I am deeply...
Please introduce me.
Please.
Varya!
Please meet Nastasya Filipovna.
This is my sister.
I'm happy to meet you.
And this is my mother.
Mama, please.
It's good to meet you, my dear.
I am especially pleased.
I'm also very pleased.
Is this your living room?
Where is your office?
Right here.
Very sweet.
Where are your tenants?
I heard you have tenants.
It seems there's hardly any space for tenants.
It's already crowded.
Is it a profitable business, Nina?
It's a little troublesome.
But everything has to be profitable.
We've only just started.
Nastasya Filipovna!
Ferdyschenko!
Why are you here?
I'm their tenant.
I eat and sleep, but pay no rent.
Is this person also a tenant?
This is my friend, Ivan Ptitsin.
My god, what face you have!
Look how mortified he is.
Have some water and stop looking like this.
Prince, what are you...
What are you, a doctor?
Nastasya Filipovna, let me introduce
this precious person is Prince Myshkin.
Prince? He is a prince?
Imagine, I took him for a doorman.
I almost cussed you out, Prince.
Please, forgive me... What's his name?
Myshkin. He's an idiot.
Prince, why didn't you say a word
when I was so terribly wrong?
I...
I was amused to see you so...
...so suddenly.
You were amused? But how did you know it was me?
Have you seen me before?
Let me ask,
why were you so petrified?
What's so "petrifying" about me?
Recently, I was impressed by your portrait.
Later, I talked about you with Epanchins.
Earlier this morning, Parfyon Rogozhin told me about you.
Then how did you recognize me?
Because of your portrait. - Is that all?
Also, because I imagined you to be exactly like this.
I feel I've seen you before.
Where? Where could you have seen me?
I've certainly seen your eyes somewhere.
No, this is impossible.
It must have been a dream.
Prince, you're very suave.
And here's the General.
Dad!
Let me introduce myself.
General Ivolgin.
Merci.
I'm an old warrior and the patriarch of this family.
I live by hope to embrace...
You're so... so...
So charming...
...charming lady...
Take him away, mother!
Madam, I heard that my son...
Yes, your son is not bad.
You're not bad either, daddy.
Why don't you ever come to my house?
Are you avoiding me, or is your son stopping you?
My dear!
Children of the 19th century and their parents...
Nastasya Filipovna!
Please let General Ivolgin go.
He has to go.
How can I let him go? I heard so much about him.
I've long wanted to meet him.
Why does he have to go? He's supposed to be retired.
Aren't you, General?
My years are advanced.
Due to tragic circumstances,
as a result of a friend's betrayal.
And my son, Ganya, is now...
...his lackey.
Mother.
I promise you, Nastasya Filipovna,
that Ardalion will come over to your house and tell you everything.
But right now he needs rest.
Ardalion, they say you need rest.
My darling, darling.
Dad! Let's leave this place.
My child!
Adieu! - Dad!
There he is!
Hello Ganya, you scoundrel.
I bet you didn't expect to see Parfyon Rogozhin.
Then it's true.
This is the end.
Damn you, Ganya.
You'll pay for this.
Excuse me, gentlemen. What right do you have...
I'll show you what right.
Careful! These are my mother and sister.
We know this is your mother.
But who the hell are you and what do you want?
How can you not recognize Rogozhin?
It's possible we've met before, but...
Did you hear it? "Met before".
Only a month ago
I lost 500 of my father's money to you.
You dragged me into the card game while your friend was cheating.
These are the witnesses.
If I showed you three rubles now
you'd crawl after them all the way to Vasilievsky Island.
Lebedev! Will he crawl?
He will!
I came to buy you now.
Don't mind my ragged coat.
I have loads of money now.
I can buy you and all of your guts, if I wish.
I can buy all of you and everything you have.
Nastasya Filipovna!
Don't reject me.
You and him... Are you going to...
What's wrong with you?
And what gives you the right to ask me about it?
I'm not going to.
Not going?
So be it.
They told me you're engaged to him.
How is this possible?
With him... With this Ganya...
I can buy him for one hundred rubles.
If I give him a thousand,
or two, or three,
he'll run away on the eve of the wedding
and leave the bride to me.
Isn't it so, son of a bitch?
Get out of here, you bum!
Ganya!
Put your money on the table.
That's right, you wino.
Hey you! Shut up.
Nastasya Filipovna, here it is.
Eighteen thousand.
Eighteen thousand... Is it for me?
There will be more, much more.
You're a tough merchant.
Then let it be forty. Forty thousand, not eighteen.
Forty thousand on the table.
Here!
You think I'm that cheap, Rogozhin?
Ganya was getting seventy-five for me.
In that case, I'm giving a hundred.
A hundred thousand, tonight. Ptitsin!
Ptitsin, you loan shark. Help me out, I won't forget you.
You're drunk. Have you forgotten where you are?
He must be making up the digits because he's drunk.
I'm not making them up.
Tonight, you'll see the whole hundred.
Ptitsin!
Help me out, now. Take anything you want.
Gentlemen, excuse me.
What's going on here?
Who's this scarecrow?
Old man, come with us, we'll get you a drink.
This is low!
Daddy, please go.
Isn't there anyone capable
of taking this shameless damsel out of here?
Are you calling me shameless?
Look at your sister harassing me, Ganya.
What have you done? What have you done?
I've done what I wanted.
Should I ask for her forgiveness
after she humiliated our mother?
Her coming here is a dishonor to your house.
You're a lowly scoundrel!
You bitch!
Enough of this.
For how long will you be interfering? You idiot!
It's alright.
Let him...
But I won't give her...
You'll be so ashamed of what you've done.
You'll be more than ashamed for hurting this lamb.
Prince, my friend, why are you here?
Forget about them. Come with us.
You'll see how Rogozhin can share.
Come, your Excellency.
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
This is not like you.
Can this be true?
I have, in fact, seen your face
somewhere.
Goodbye, Prince.
I'm... really...
I'm really not like that.
Nina Alexandrovna, forgive me.
Forgive me.
Nastasya Filipovna!
God damn it!
Wait!
I'll see you off.
Don't. No need for that. Make sure to come tonight.
There he is.
Lost your game, huh?
It's you, Prince.
Prince,
I did a bad thing.
Forgive me.
Forgive me, Prince.
Forgive me, Prince!
Forgive me, my dear.
If you want, I'll kneel in front of you.
What are you doing? Why?
Please don't.
Don't be like this. Get up. - Forgive me.
Please don't be so upset.
Sit down, sit down.
I had no idea you'd be like this.
I thought you were not capable of...
Of taking blame?
Why not, if it's my fault.
You'd better ask for your sister's forgiveness.
I can't do this.
Our family doesn't forgive, Prince.
They think I don't understand
what shame and what torture I'm inviting.
All of it because of the confounded money.
Then why are you doing it?
Why are you trying to ruin yourself and her?
I've made some calculations, Prince.
I have a bigger goal.
What do you think I'm going to do
with the 75 thousand that I'll get for Nastasya Filipovna?
You think I'll buy a carriage?
Or maybe, an apartment?
No way.
When I get the money,
I'll keep wearing the same three-year-old jacket.
I'll quit all my club connections.
I'll become such a committed loan shark
that some 15 years later people will say:
"Ivolgin is truly a King of Jews."
This is my biggest passion, Prince.
I'm probably wrong to confide in you like this, Prince.
But you're the first noble person with whom I can be frank.
There are too few honest people here.
Scoundrels like honest people.
Didn't you know this?
But tell me, what makes me a scoundrel?
Why does everyone think I'm a scoundrel?
I don't think you're a scoundrel.
I think you're a most ordinary person.
You're very weak, but nothing out of the ordinary.
I suppose you know, dear Prince,
that nothing is more painful than to hear
you're just an ordinary man
without any special talents.
Do you believe General Epanchin
is trying to hurt me?
No. It's because I'm nothing.
Because I'm ordinary.
This is what's driving me crazy.
This is why I passionately want money.
Money, money, money!
If only I get some money
I'll become very extraordinary,
talented and intelligent.
Money is particularly hateful and hurtful
because it gives everything to a person.
It'll be like this until the end of the world.
Enough of this.
Time to go to my evening ball.
Prince, by the way.
You seem to like Nastasya Filipovna too much.
Yes, I like her.
Have you fallen in love?
No, no.
But you're blushing.
You're suffering.
It's alright. I won't make fun of you, Prince.
Well, goodbye.
By the way, Prince.
She's quite a virtuous woman, if you can believe this.
As for the gossip about her living with Totsky,
well, it's not true. That's been over for a long time.
Well, goodbye, Prince.
I need to see her.
To see her, at all costs.
"Beautiful Catherine was walking along the Nevsky Boulevard.
Suddenly, a gust of wind lifted her skirt.
Men were laughing as they passed.
But what did they see?
Yes, what did they see?
What they saw I cannot say."
"After seeing Catherine's delights
a gentleman greeted her with a bow.
He leaned over and said something.
But what did he whisper to her?
What did he whisper?
What he whispered, that I cannot say."
"I don't know what Catherine replied
but there was a booth waiting for them
in the restaurant Danon.
Evidently, the beauty kept her word.
But what happened between them?
What happened between them
I just cannot say."
I'm really sorry I forgot to invite you, Prince.
I'm very happy you're giving me a chance
to thank you for your decisiveness.
Please forgive me, but...
I very much wanted to visit you.
Don't be sorry.
This will ruin your strange and unusual arrival.
Let's go up.
Everything about you is perfect,
even the fact that you're thin and pale.
Do you think I'm perfect?
Although you're good at guessing,
but this time you're wrong, Prince.
You'll have a chance to see it tonight.
Allow me to introduce my new acquaintance
and my good friend
Prince Lev Myshkin.
This way, Prince.
Prince, meet General Epanchin.
I've met the Prince already.
Afanassy Totsky.
Please, sit down.
Look at you, Prince.
I didn't expect this from you, my dear.
Judging by the fact that the Prince is blushing like a debutante
I conclude that this young gentleman
is harboring most virtuous intentions.
Gentlemen, what's so surprising about his arrival?
Seems to me, the case is clear.
The case is speaking for itself.
The case is too clear.
I remember how much the Prince was
impressed with Nastasya Filipovna's portrait.
Besides, he confessed to me...
I never to confessed to you. I simply answered your question.
Bravo, Prince.
It isn't very funny, but it's honest.
Stop grimacing, Ferdyschenko.
Let's have a drink, gentlemen.
Maybe it'll cheer us up.
Prince!
Drink with me, Prince.
Tonight, I want to get drunk.
You seem to be a little feverish.
Not a little.
Should we let our hostess rest?
Right, gentlemen, it's getting late.
Don't go, gentlemen. Please stay.
I urgently need your presence.
Prince!
Prince, these old friends of mine,
General and Afanassy,
keep trying to marry me off.
Tell me what you think.
Should I get married or not?
Whatever you say
I'll do just that.
Married to whom?
To Ganya Ivolgin.
Don't get married.
Then so be it.
Did you hear, Ganya,
what the Prince has decided?
So this is my answer to you.
Let this business be over, once and for all.
But please...
How can you do it, Nastasya Filipovna?
What are you doing?
Look at you all, acting so flustered.
Look at your faces.
Oh god. - But, Nastasya Filipovna...
Remember, you gave me a promise.
What promise?
You could spare me.
Spare him, Nastasya Filipovna.
I'm embarrassed, but...
How can you do this at this moment?
People are watching.
How can you end it so off-handedly, so suddenly?
This business is important to my honor and my heart.
My whole future depends on it, and my marriage.
I don't understand you, Afanassy.
First of all, who are the people?
Aren't we among our best friends?
And why do say 'off-handedly'?
Is this not important?
You heard me saying to the Prince:
"I'll do as you say."
If he'd said 'yes' I would have agreed at once.
But he said 'don't' and I refused.
My whole life depended on this.
What does the Prince have to do with it?
And what is he, anyway?
For me, the Prince is the person
whom I trusted, for the first time in my life
as a truly devoted man.
I have to thank Nastasya Filipovna
for the extreme tactfulness
with which she dealt with me.
Of course, this had to be expected.
But the Prince...
His involvement in this business...
You think he's after your 75 thousand?
Is this what you were trying to say?
Afanassy, I forgot to mention.
You should keep this 75 thousand.
I set you free with no ransom.
Nastasya Filipovna, why are you...
General!
You should take your gifts back, too.
Give them to your wife.
Gentlemen, starting tomorrow
I'm going to leave this apartment.
The evening parties are over.
It's all over, gentlemen.
Goodbye.
And here's the climax.
Stay calm.
Nastasya Filipovna, something terrible is going on.
Fifteen people barged in, everyone is drunk.
They're with some Rogozhin, and they demand to be taken here.
Let them all come in.
All of them? They are quite a sight.
Let all of them in, girls, and don't be afraid.
Or they'll come in anyway.
Gentlemen, I hope you don't mind
me entertaining a crowd like them.
I'm not keeping anyone who's afraid.
Why would you say that, Nastasya Filipovna?
I'll stay by your side out of sheer loyalty.
Me too, me too.
Thank you, gentlemen. Please be seated.
What do you think, Afanassy?
Has she gone mad?
I mean clinically mad, not figuratively.
My friend, I've always told you she's prone to madness.
Besides, this fever...
Quiet, gentlemen. Here's Parfyon Rogozhin.
What is this?
One hundred thousand.
So you've kept your word.
Take a seat.
Who are your companions?
The same crew?
That's right, the same.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Come in and be seated. Don't be shy.
Here's the sofa, here are some chairs.
Please.
Katya, Dasha!
Serve champagne to everyone.
Gentlemen, this is one hundred thousand.
Recently he was bargaining for me.
He started with eighteen, then jumped to forty.
and at last, here we are. One hundred.
It happened at Ganya's place.
I came to visit my future family
and his sister yelled at my face that I'm shameless.
And then she spat at Ganya's face.
Nastasya Filipovna!
What is it, General?
Nastasya Filipovna, how can you...
Embarrassing, isn't it?
Enough of this hypocrisy.
He came and offered his one hundred in front of you.
Their troikas and carriages are probably waiting for me outside.
That's correct, waiting for you.
See how quickly they do business?
Rogozhin gave one hundred for me.
One hundred thousand!
Nastasya, dear!
Are you really going to go with such a bumpkin?
Even if for one hundred thousand.
Take the money and kick him out.
If I were you I'd drive them all out of here. Out, out!
Don't shout, Darya.
I didn't want to be mean.
I just can't understand what was I thinking
trying to become part of a decent family.
I must have been out of my mind.
And you, Ganya...
How could you marry me, knowing that your friend, the General,
is giving me diamonds the night before the wedding.
And I'm accepting them.
And how about Rogozhin?
In your own house, in front of your mother,
he was trying to buy me.
And after all this, you came to ask me to marry you.
You hate me.
I know you hate me.
They told me the truth about you.
They say you'll crawl all the way to Vasilievsky Island for three rubles.
He will.
I'd understand if you were starving.
But you have a decent salary.
I believe that a man like you
can murder a person for money.
All of you are so hungry for money.
You're like bewitched.
Nastasya Filipovna, this is so not like you.
You are always so tactful, so refined, and now all of a sudden...
My god, what shame...
I'm drunk, General.
Tonight is my night, my eclipse.
Gentlemen, can you see that coward?
Over there, hiding behind the curtain.
I'm not hiding.
I just think your behavior is rather embarrassing.
He probably thinks I'm unfair to him.
He adopted me.
He brought me up like a countess.
Found me a decent husband.
What more can I want?
But, Afanassy,
I could have gotten married a long time ago
and not to your protege Ganya.
But it's too disgusting...
But no, I'd better walk the streets,
or drink and debauch with Rogozhin, or work as a laundress.
I don't have a thing of my own.
If I leave, everything stays with him.
Who's going to take me without a dime?
Even Ferdyschenko wouldn't take me.
Ferdyschenko wouldn't take you, I can tell you that.
But Prince Myshkin will take you.
Look at him. I've been watching him for a while.
Is this true, Prince?
Yes, it's true.
You'll take me as I am, for nothing?
I will, Nastasya Filipovna.
Look at him.
He actually means it out of kindness.
What will you do for living, Prince?
If you love me enough to take me though I'm Rogozhin's woman.
I...
I'll take you as an honest woman, not Rogozhin's.
Am I an honest woman?
Yes, you are.
This is straight from a novel.
Some old fables.
Today, people got smarter.
How can you marry, anyway?
You need a babysitter.
It's true, I don't know much.
But I think you're honoring me, not the other way around.
I am nothing, and you have suffered.
You came out of such hell so pure. This is a lot.
You just gave 75 thousand back to Totsky.
You say you'd give everything away.
No one here could do the same.
Nastasya Filipovna,
I would die for you.
I won't let anyone say bad things about you.
And if we are poor I'll find a job.
But probably, we won't have to be poor. Maybe we'll be rich.
I cannot say yet, but it's likely.
Gentlemen, I received a letter from Switzerland
from a certain Salazkin.
He notified me that I've inherited
a huge estate.
Is he delirious?
This is the letter.
Prince, you said the letter is from Salazkin?
He's a famous person, in certain circles.
If this news is really from him
then you can trust it.
Luckily, I know his handwriting.
Let me take a look, maybe I can tell you something.
What's this about, gentlemen?
Can it really be an inheritance?
As clear as day, gentlemen.
This cannot be true.
Prince Lev Myshkin,
according to his aunt's will,
has inherited around 1.5 million, and possibly more.
Congratulations, Prince!
The last Myshkin of its kind!
Thank you, gentlemen.
Will I really be a princess?
What an unexpected climax.
Darya, this is not what I expected.
God help you, dear. It's your time.
Don't miss your chance. Grab him!
Prince!
Come over here.
Sit next to me, Prince.
Why are standing around, gentlemen?
Wish us well.
With great pleasure.
You're late, Rogozhin. Take your wad away.
I'm marrying the Prince.
Now I'm richer than you.
Give it up, Prince.
Give it up, so you can pick it up?
The Prince is offering her marriage.
I'll marry her. Right here, right now.
I'll do anything. Give her up, Prince.
Look at your drunken mug. Get out of here!
Give her up, Prince, I'm begging you.
Prince, see how a bumpkin is trying to buy your bride.
He loves you very much.
Won't you be embarrassed later
that your bride almost left with Rogozhin?
You were delirious.
You're still delirious.
Won't you be ashamed
when someone reminds you that your wife
used to be Totsky's mistress?
No, no, I'll never be ashamed.
You didn't choose to be with him.
Will you never use it against me?
Never.
Watch our, Prince. Never say never.
I must appear ridiculous,
but I said the truth.
You're not to blame for anything.
I'll respect you all my life.
Thank you, Prince.
Nobody ever talked to me like this.
They tried to buy me all the time.
No one asked me to marry him.
Thank you.
Did you hear, gentlemen, what the Prince just said?
It's almost indecent.
Isn't it, Afanassy?
Rogozhin, don't leave yet.
Maybe I'll go with you.
Where were you going to take me?
To Yekaterinhof. Riding troikas, with bells...
Are you out of your mind, dear?
What's wrong with you?
Did you really think
that I'd corrupt such a baby?
Only Afanassy would do such a thing.
He loves babies.
He picked me up as an orphan
and corrupted me before I was sixteen.
Get ready, Rogozhin. We're leaving.
Nastasya Filipovna, will you really...
Did you think I wouldn't?
I have my pride, Prince.
Recently, you said I was perfect.
But I'm a streetwalker.
Let's go, Rogozhin. Get your money ready.
Let's go!
Katya, Dasha.
Bring my furs.
Stop it, General.
Get the wine ready, Rogozhin.
I'll drink tonight. Will there be music?
Yes, my queen. We'll have everything.
Nastasya, where are you going? Come to your senses.
Stay away. She's mine. Everything is mine.
Stay away!
What are you yelling for?
I haven't received my payment. Give me the money.
Is this one hundred?
How disgusting.
Watch now, Prince.
Your bride is taking Rogozhin's money.
What is it, Prince?
Why are you crying?
Feeling bitter? Then laugh like I do.
It's better to wake up now than later.
Otherwise, those Ferdyschenkos will point their fingers at you.
I know you're not afraid, but I'm afraid to ruin your life.
Nastasya Filipovna, I swear!
Don't do it, don't swear.
It would be so silly.
Better let's part as friends.
I'm also a dreamer.
You think I didn't dream of you?
I've fantasized about you for a long time.
Ever since I was locked away, alone, in Totsky's estate.
I would sit around thinking,
imagining someone like you.
A kind, honest and sweet person.
I imagined you'd come to me and say:
"It's not your fault, Nastasya. I adore you."
My fantasies would get so intense
that I'd get crazy.
And then this molester would arrive.
He'd shame me and offend me.
I wanted to throw myself into a pond a thousand times.
But I was a coward and never had the heart.
But now...
Rogozhin, are you ready? - I'm ready.
Goodbye, Prince.
It's the first time I've met a real person.
Thank you.
Help me put my shawl on, Katya.
Are you leaving us for good? Where will you go?
I'm going to the street, where I belong.
Goodbye, my darlings.
Goodbye, gentlemen.
Ganya!
Listen to me.
I want to reward you.
Why should you lose everything?
Rogozhin!
Will he crawl all the way to Vasilievsky for three rubles?
Yes, my queen, he will.
In that case, listen to me, Ganya.
Can you see this wad?
This is one hundred thousand.
I'm going to throw it into the fireplace.
Let everyone witness.
The moment it's completely engulfed in flames
you'll have to get it out
with your bare hands.
If you can get it out, it's yours.
The whole hundred thousand is yours.
And I'll see how's your soul doing.
I'll see how you crawl into the fire to get my money.
If you don't get it out, it'll burn.
I won't let anyone try their luck.
Rogozhin, is this my money now?
It's yours, my soul, my queen.
Then don't stop me.
I'll do what I want.
Ferdyschenko!
Fix the fire.
Nastasya Filipovna, I can't. I don't dare.
Look at you.
Shall we have her tied up?
Gentlemen, she's clearly lost her mind.
I've always told you she's a passionate woman.
What passion? Give me a break, she's just insane.
Watch, Ganya. Watch.
I'm throwing it in.
Please, god, please. This is one hundred thousand.
Let me get it. I'll crawl inside, I'll put my head in there.
Save me, I have thirteen children.
Back off, you bum.
What a goddess! This is something else!
Well, gentlemen, who of you would dare to do this?
Ganya, why are you standing?
Go get it, don't be ashamed.
Otherwise you'll have to hang yourself.
I'm not joking.
Let me get it out with my teeth, for one thousand.
I'd do it for five hundred.
For five hundred I'd do it myself.
Me too, me too.
It's burning, god damn it.
Burning!
One hundred thousand!
God save us!
Goddess! Queen of all people!
It's burning!
Back off!
Ganya, stop pretending, go get it.
Or it will burn, it will burn!
Get it, Ganya!
Get in there!
God damn you!
Katya, Dasha!
The money, the money!
Bring some water, some alcohol.
Almost like new.
Burned around the edges a little bit.
The money belongs to Ganya now.
Did you hear me, gentlemen? Ganya receives his award.
Don't worry, he'll wake up.
He's already waking up.
Well, Rogozhin, now you can...
Goodbye, gentlemen.
Goodbye, Prince.
Goodbye, Afanassy.
Merci.
This is Sodom and Gomorra.
Prince! Where are you going?
Prince, dear!
Come to your senses.
What do you need her for?
Give her up, I'm saying it like a father.
Don't ruin yourself, don't dishonor yourself.
Let me go!
Idiot! Idiot!
Nastasya Filipovna!
Wait! Don't go.
Stop! Stop!
Driver! Driver!
Quickly! Follow them.
End of Part One.