Rasputin and the Empress Page #3

Synopsis: As Europe looms on the edge of war in 1913, the family and members of the court of the Russian czar Nicholas come under the sway of a mysterious mystic named Rasputin. When Rasputin miraculously appears to cure the czar's son Alyosha of his hemophilia, the monk's reputation is cemented, particularly in the mind of the princess Natasha. Natasha's fiancé (and, later, husband) Prince Paul Chegodieff, however, suspects Rasputin is a charlatan who will cause the downfall of the royal family and perhaps of Russia itself.
 
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1932
121 min
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but...

Nicky...

you must have the track

cleared for that train.

Of course.

[Weakly]

Mama...

Mamushka...

will you say

my prayers?

I can't

remember them.

Gentle Jesus,

meek and mild,

look upon

the little child.

Is that the one?

Yes.

Pity my simplicity...

there's some more.

Suffer me...

to come to thee...

and ask him

Not to make it

hurt anymore.

[Alexandra sobbing]

Don't, Mamushka.

Don't.

Alexandra:

No, Mamushka...

is only laughing.

[Trying to laugh]

Only laughing.

[Sobbing]

That's right,

your imperial highness.

Your mother is happy

because you're

doing so well.

[Quietly] Your majesty,

for your own sake...

for the boy's sake.

I know. I'm sorry.

She must have

some sleep.

Alexandra:
Remezov.

Remezov:
Yes,

your majesty.

The doctor

from Vienna

will be here

in the morning.

Splendid,

your majesty.

Do you think this man can cure my son?

If anyone can,

he can.

[Aloysha screaming]

"If. " "If. "

That's all

they ever say.

Your majesty,

god won't let him die.

[Aloysha screams]

Majesty!

Natasha:

Father.

Come in.

Where is the boy?

Who is this man?

Rasputin.

Who?

Grigory Rasputin.

He is a man of God.

He can cure him.

He has cured many.

There was woman

called Nirushkin.

She was dying,

wasn't she, father?

And the child run down

by horses.

He has healed them.

He can heal Aloysha.

The doctors have admitted

they're helpless.

He has the power of God.

Let me pray

with your son.

All the priests in Russia

are praying, father.

I am no priest.

I am a simple man

who believes

God answers prayers.

We are grateful for everyone's prayers.

Go to the cathedral.

They're all there.

The cathedral of God

is here.

Why, if you could believe

like a little child,

you'd say to me,

"my son is getting well

because Ive asked God

to make him so."

And then God would know that

you trusted him and raise him up.

[Aloysha screams]

You trust doctors.

Don't you believe God

can do more than they can?

If only he could

be spared that.

There are no ifs,

my daughter.

I can heal him.

Won't you believe?

Say after me,

"my son will live."

My son will live.

Rejoice, my daughter.

Your son will live.

Remezov:
Who are you?

What are you doing here?

I've come to take

care of the boy.

Who let you in here?

The Czaritza.

Your majesty, permit me to

forget that you are my sovereign.

You're a woman. This is

your child. I am his doctor.

I'm going to the Czar

and demand

That you be kept away from him.

This madman is the last straw.

Send him away.

You will go.

You and the other nurses

report at once

to your headquarters.

Imperial majesty, your

physician in ordinary

begs to be relieved

of his duties.

He is already

relieved.

[Aloysha groaning]

Mamushka.

Now, there's no use

calling her.

She's gone.

What color

are your eyes?

Where did

she go?

She went to get a beautiful

white elephant for you

With purple eyes and a shiny

golden house on his back.

I want her.

But she's gone all the way

to the zoo to get it, Aloysha.

That'll take a long time.

Aloysha, look. Look here.

Look at my watch.

Isn't that pretty?

A man gave that to me once

for making him well.

He was a great deal sicker

than you are, Aloysha.

Look at it glitter. Look.

See how it glitters?

Look at it turn.

Mamushka.

We're going to ride in

that golden house, Aloysha,

on your elephant through

the black, dark forest,

and yellow tigers are going

to be hiding in the trees,

and we're going over beautiful

blue rivers in the snow

filled with silver fish.

We'll ride on that elephant

of yours, Aloysha,

all the way

to the moon, Aloysha.

All the way to the moon.

Mamushka.

Look at me, Aloysha.

Look in my eyes.

That's a good boy.

[Song playing]

Hear the bell?

Isn't that pretty?

Keep looking

in my eyes now.

Keep looking in my eyes.

That's a good boy.

Keep looking

in my eyes, Aloysha.

That's a good boy.

You don't feel badly

now, do you?

You have no pain.

It's gone

out of your body,

down your arms,

through your hands,

and out of your fingers.

Now it's going

out of the window,

way up into the sky,

And you are going

to sleep.

No.

Yes, you are.

You're going to sleep.

Your eyes

are getting heavy.

No.

Yes, they are.

Good night, Aloysha.

You're going to sleep.

Lift up your hand.

Drop it.

That's a good little boy.

Who was it you were

asking for a minute ago?

Who was it you wanted

to speak to?

I don't know.

[As Aloysha]

I don't know.

[Normal voice] Aw, isn't

that too bad? He doesn't know.

Well, we don't care,

because he's going to sleep.

Dear little boy

is going to sleep.

[Song playing]

Alexandra:
It's been a miracle,

doctor, a great miracle.

It's amazing.

I shall be the first

to admit it...

after I make

a slight examination.

What do you want?

Oh, several things.

Have you any pain,

your highness?

Have you any pain,

Aloysha?

No.

Anything more?

Yes.

I'm not going to

hurt you.

Doctor, Im an old friend of his.

Possibly, I can...

Well, lieutenant...

I'm sorry, old mate.

He's not quite himself yet, Paul.

Could you sit up, your

highness, just a little bit?

He'll staup.

He'll run

around the room.

Come, Aloysha.

Show them

what you can do.

Don't, your highness. No

exertion, please. Your majesty...

Don't you believe

he's cured? Let go!

Please let go.

Come, Aloysha.

Come to me.

Come to me, Aloysha.

We'll show them

what two days has done.

Come on. Come to me.

Come. Ah!

Ah! Don't touch it!

Ah, hey. Hey.

Ha ha ha!

Now laugh

at the doctor.

Laugh at him!

Laugh! Laugh at the

doctor! Laugh at him!

Are you sure the diagnosis was correct?

You saw the result

of the blood tests.

I should like

to take another.

Your majesties, may I be

alone with the patient?

No!

The way to lose

God's power

is to doubt

his power.

Do you want

the boy to die?

Even you should know better

than to talk like that.

Get out!

You doctors have had

your chance with the boy.

You know

what you did,

and you've seen what God has done.

Now, which

will you choose?

No, no. It isn't that, father.

Which will you

choose?

We've already chosen,

father.

You've raised our son

When none of you doctors

have given us any hope.

He's alive.

I hold him in my arms.

Who do you suppose

I would believe in?

Who do you suppose

I would have faith in?

My daughter, your faith

has made him whole.

[People all talking

at once]

Grishka, show them. Here's

the hand that shook the Czar's.

The Czar shook hands

with him.

Did he really

do that, Grishka?

What does he call you,

Grishka? Tell them.

"His friend."

Man:
You mean,

he talked to you?

Well, what's so marvelous about that?

He's just an ordinary human being.

Does he really

smoke cigarettes?

Yeah. Yeah.

Here. I got one

for you.

Oh, that's wonderful!

One of the Czar's

own cigarettes.

Look what else he brought!

Aw, don't be showing

those things.

Aw, they won't tell.

Look! Look at the eagles.

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Charles MacArthur

Charles Gordon MacArthur (November 5, 1895 – April 21, 1956) was an American playwright, screenwriter and 1935 winner of the Academy Award for Best Story. more…

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