Rasputin: The Mad Monk Page #2
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- 1966
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- What do you do?
- I take care of little Alexis.
- The Tsarevich?
Yes
The others are older,
but we took him for a walk.
" We"?
Me and Vanessa.
She was with me last night.
In the dresses.
Yes, the pretty girl
Yes, the pretty girl
Where are you taking Alexis?
The forest, the lakes, the park...
Tomorrow we go to the Vanessa's cottage.
There is an icy river.
Alexis likes to skate.
Isn't it a dangerous thing for him?
I closely monitor,
which does not please Him.
which doesn't please Him.
The vigils when there is danger.
Come in, Boris.
Don't worry about Boris,
formerly physician.
Sonia...
Stand there
Look into my eyes.
In the eyes?
In the eyes
Look at me intently...
Think only of myself.
Think of nothing more
Hunting all other ideas of your mind.
Listen to what I say.
Listen...
and obey.
Obey...
Tomorrow, Alexis takes
skate on the river.
While you're there
you manage to have an accident.
An accident? understand?
It will hurt.
You may say I know a saint...
that can cure him.
And send them to me.
Yes
Right.
Not working.
- Doesn't listen
- Hear what I said.
- And if the child dies?
- Not die
And you will say nothing, Boris.
Wake up.
You can get dressed and leave.
- When can I see you again?
- When you did what I say.
Thing you said?
What do you say?
You'll see.
Now get dressed.
Got money?
Something.
Leave it on the bed.
Boris...
To me, Rasputin,
and the Tsarevich.
Alexis, where are you?
Come!
Come, tardona.
She promised to take me skating.
Be careful.
Vanni, Vanni, We're here!
Hello, Alexis!
- You got the skates?
- I'm going after them.
Oh Alexis! Careful, don't fall.
Careful, don't fall.
He is unconscious, but breathing...
- What happened?
- He must have slipped.
My poor baby.
Alexis, darling!
You're burning.
I wish she'd let me
bring to the hospital,
where could examine him well,
with the right equipment.
Now we are in your hands.
Madam...
- Be right back.
- You can't leave.
You should not.
But I can't do more.
- If you take him to the hospital...
- No.
This is your home.
Here is the Tsarevich
and the palace is your site.
- But we could try...
- No, no.
Then I can't do more...
Madam.
What can I do, lord bishop?
- What can I do?
- We can only pray Majesty.
Pray...
Yes, we must all pray.
Lord, have mercy
on this wretched sinner.
Save your child...
to be Tsar of all Russia.
Save him, if you will...
not only by his mother...
but also by his loyal sbditos
who love him.
Save him, sir.
Have mercy.
Lifesaving...
my son.
- Amn.
- Amn.
Madam...
I know a holy man.
Maybe I should send for him.
- Give me more.
- There is no money.
- There's more.
- I have not even a penny.
Are you Rasputin?
- I am Rasputin.
- I have a message from the Empress.
- Yes?
- Her Majesty wants you to go to the palace.
Can I know the reason?
You might not know,
but the Tsarevich is sick.
I know.
You've been recommended to
Her Majesty as a healer.
Her Majesty
wants me to heal her son?
Yes
Tell Her Majesty that I will come.
I must go and pray for the boy.
Then I'll come to the palace.
Tell her...
that don't be afraid,
your child will recover
from this time.
Breathes better.
Thank God.
And you say that
holy this way?
Came after praying, madam.
His prayers are answered.
I don't think.
Improvement, and I haven't done anything.
- God is unfathomable.
- Yes.
When that man came,
let me know.
I know.
- Is the saint?
- I am Rasputin.
Son.
Will be fine by tomorrow.
God bless you.
Wait!
Should be rewarded.
- Minister.
- I ask no reward.
Mama!
Alexis!
My son.
Go ahead, little Sonia.
Grigory.
What they say about me?
That a man holy and mysterious...
had saved the life of the Tsarevich.
They say that God sent him.
Right.
And that should be
sought and rewarded.
Well done.
- I do not understand.
- Let, little Sonia.
Peter?! what are you doing here?
B*tch!
- Care.
- You act like a slut.
Rasputin.
A good man, those eyes...
You know he didn't
accept any reward...
for the miracle?
Yes, madam.
Not many men like him in Russia.
Greed, ambition and the corruption...
My court is full.
No need to tell you.
You know what happens.
Where can we meet...
This Rasputin?
- I know where, madame.
- Well.
Right!
Tell him he must accept
a reward, I say.
- Very well.
- Tell him to ask what he wants.
- Will you?
- Of course.
- Well.
And now...
Madam,
Right?
I'm not feeling well lately.
With the shock of Alexis...
I'm not feeling well.
The doctor has seen?
Doctors!
They have done nothing for Alexis.
I'll get the Cognac madam!
No, Sonia! I was thinking of Rasputin...
Yourself could go and see him.
Tell...
Tell her I can't visit here...
for obvious reasons.
Need to find a more
appropriate place for our meeting.
Not bad,? Indeed, Boris?
Not bad for a peasant.
- You were lucky.
- Luck?
This is only the beginning.
He gave me this.
But it's only a house,
and she has all Russia.
She has a lot to give, Come!
Ladies, please...
The master can not see more patients.
- Please leave.
- Is shameful!
- I paid, I want to visit.
- And I visit her.
Stop eating and exercise!
Ladies, please.
Thank you.
Please!
- Your Imperial Majesty.
- Good morning, Grigory.
- I can...?
- I don't want anything.
Keep happy here?
Happiness is not for my profession,
surrounded diseases.
But I have work.
- I ask nothing more.
- You are very good Grigory!
You're is very pale.
- How are you?
- Fatal! No, better.
I don't know.
it seems to me that I'm better
when I'm with you.
- It's very kind.
- It's true.
- I wish it was not.
- Why?
Because it depends on you.
It's not good to depend on others.
All Russia is up to you.
You give too.
So coming here,
to relax.
Come.
Relax.
Look into my eyes.
Yes.
Look me straight in the eye.
Do not think about anything else.
Everything else is dark.
No thought.
Nothing.
Don't look at my eyes!
Now sleep.
Boris!
Boris!
I'll make you the doctor appointment Court.
I have no medical exercise!
I will not!
I need someone in court.
Sonia no longer serves me.
The medical board never consent to.
They obey the Tsarina.
- I don't like.
- This might be the first step.
Could become minister!
I can get it.
Yes.
I know.
Dr. Siglov does not suit you.
No.
- Please do not!
- You'll dismiss doctor Siglov.
And Appoint Dr. Zargo
your personal physician.
Understood?
Yes, Understood.
Congratulations, Doctor.
What are you feeling?
Best.
Much better.
Is much for me, Grigory
Is it the responsibility
of my destitucin?
The Empress has come this morning...
and again gave the order to dismiss.
- And I tied ropes.
- Very well.
It's true she's been here today.
You wouldn't have cured even the headache.
- Imaginations.
- I agree.
But I have cured the
headache imaginary.
And you had advised her to sack me.
Before you go I want you
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