Andrei Rublev Page #7

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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.

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