Anna Karenina Page #3

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Suddenly love pops up,|and you're lost.

Too bad she was a governess|in our house.

There's something... about it.|But, then, what a governess!

No matter how much you study women,|something new always comes up.

Well then, it's best not to study|them.

A certain mathematician once said

that enjoyment lies not in finding|the truth but in searching for it.

You too are searching for something,

you seem to be preparing a revolution|in political economy.

Hear that? The cuckoo, already.

Listen. They're flying.

Don't tell me I missed.

Splendid. We both got it.

You're really lucky, Kostya.

You've got everything you like here.

You've got dogs, farmland, hunting|grounds.

You're writing a book.|I envy you.

- Sh! Hear that?|- No.

- Want to stay a little longer?|- As you like.

Well, Stiva,|why don't you tell me anything?

Is Kitty Shcherbatsky married yet|or when is she getting married?

She has no intention of getting|married.

You were afraid of your rival|and ran away.

The doctors have sent her to|the country, some place near here.

She was very ill.

Alyosha! Have you had breakfast?

- And how is your weight?|- Just right.

- I hear the Czar's going to be there.|- Can you imagine a race without him?

I hear you've bet on me.|You might lose.

Only Makhotin could beat you.|But I hear his Gladiator is limping.

Don't believe it.

To Peterhof!

Wait! Alyosha!

I saw your brother here,|he left this letter from your mother.

Good luck to you!

To Peterhof!

Mama!

Are you ill?|Your hands are so cold.

No, I feel fine.|I didn't expect you.

I couldn't have lived through the day|without seeing you.

The races are today, aren't they?

Princess Betsy promised to take me.|How's Frou-Frou?

Frou-Frou? Sharp as a razor.

She's one of those animals|that don't speak only because...

I can see that something's wrong.|Either you're ill or...

- What are you thinking about?|- Always the same thing.

Please, tell me.

- Shall I?|- Do, for Heaven's sake.

- Shall I really tell you?|- Yes, yes!

l'm going to have a child.

Our fate is sealed now!

But how to end it, Alexei?

Leave your husband|and join your destiny to mine.

They are joined as it is.

He won't give up Seryozha.

He's not human. He's a machine.|A spiteful machine.

'I warned you of the consequences,

religious, civil and familial|consequences...'

I beg you, I entreat you|to never speak to me of that!

Promise you won't. When you talk to|me about it, l'm tormented.

All right, but I couldn't forgive|myself for making you unhappy.

Me? Unhappy?|This is my happiness!

Captain Usoltsev was thrown over his|horse. He was killed on the spot.

Seven riders were injured.

They say His Majesty is quite|displeased.

Am I late? How's Frou-Frou?

Everything is fine.

Ah, my beauty!

The horse of Mr...|I cannot pronounce his name.

Makhotin, he's my chief rival.

Easy, easy, Frou-Frou.

Did you get the note from mother?

I can't understand what's bothering|you.

You've been seen at Peterhof again.

There are matters|which are not to be discussed.

If that's the case, you should leave|the army.

Whatever my fate,|I will never complain.

Don't get upset before the race.

If possible, Milord, take the lead|from the start.

Princess Tverskaya,|the pearl of Peterhof.

Princess!|What a pleasant surprise!

Hello, little sister!

When shall we see each other?

You're not worth the trouble.|Who's that with you?

Vlassieva.

The one who's marrying Topov?

Yes, and imagine, they're marrying|for love.

Oh, who talks of love these days?|An antediluvian concept.

It seems that this stupid fashion|never goes out of style.

So much the worse for those|who keep it up.

There's something of Louis XV|about him, don't you think?

He's in your drawing-room's style,|that's why we so often see him there.

- Who are you betting on?|- Prince Kuzovlev.

I bet on Vronsky.

- Bet a pair of gloves?|- A pair of gloves!

The ovation you received for|putting your bill through the Council.

l'm gratified that at last|we are getting around

to firm and sound views|on these matters.

Your Excellency,|may I pay my respects?

How have you been this year?

The doctor came to see me and|took an hour of my time this morning.

I suspect he was sent|by one of my friends.

My health seems to be so precious.

Your friend was doing it for Russia.

Good afternoon, Alexei Alexandrovich.|Aren't you in the races today?

l'm engaged in a more dangerous race.

Are you looking for your wife?|She's here.

My eyes are dazzled|by so much glitter.

If England is able|to point with pride

to the most brilliant cavalry|exploits in military history,

it's only thanks to the fact that she|has developed strength historically

in both her animals and her men.

Sports seem to be very important,

although, as we see,|it's quite a superficial notion.

It's not all that superficial.|One officer broke two ribs.

Well, let's admit it's not superficial,

but that's not the point.

Don't forget that those who race|are military men,

who have chosen their careers.

You must agree that every profession

has its dangers, of course.

However, the manly games|that we're watching...

the horrible sports, such as prize-|fighting or Spanish bull-fighting,

are a sign of barbarity.

But a specialized sport|is a sign of development.

Alexei Alexandrovich!|How do you do.

There are two sides to it:|performers and viewers.

And love for such spectacles

is an unmistakable proof|of a low degree of development.

I agree with those|who hold...

My favorite!

No, I shan't come again.|It gets me too upset.

Don't you think so, Anna?

Vronsky!

Makhotin!

Milord fell back on the saddle during|a jump and broke Frou-Frou's spine.

Stiva!|What happened?

Vronsky was not hurt.

I repeat my offer to give you my arm|if you wish to go.

No! Leave me alone!|I want to stay.

Once again l'm offering you|my arm.

I promise to take Anna home.

Excuse me, Princess, but I see|that Anna is not feeling well,

and I wish her to come home with me.

She is pining away.|And the whole town's talking.

How much we are attracted|to these cruel spectacles!

- L've noticed that...|- What? I don't understand.

l'm obliged to tell you...

Indecent?|What was indecent about my conduct?

What did you consider indecent?

The despair that you weren't able|to hide when one of the riders fell.

It maybe that l'm mistaken?

No, you are not mistaken.

You're not at all mistaken.

I am desperate|and I can't help being desperate.

I am listening to you|but thinking of him.

I am... I am in love with him.

l'm his mistress.

I can't bear you,

l'm afraid of you, I abhor you.

Do whatever you like with me.

- What is it?|- A message from the Karenins'.

I was told to give it to you|immediately.

You met him?|And he bowed to you like this?

I thought he was at a Council meeting.

He was at the Council but came back.

If only he broke with you!|This situation can't go on.

You're not angry with me?|I absolutely had to talk to you.

I had to tell you that I had told|Alexei Alexandrovich everything.

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