The Last Station Page #7

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my boy.

Think she's capable of restraining

herself from acting like a madwoman?

They have a life together.

Why deny that?

You have become a victim

of her romantic nonsense.

And you willfully forget that she wants

to destroy everything we do.

She travels here

with that unctuous priest.

- We'll keep the priest away.

- These people are vultures, Valentin.

And they wait to descend

till the very last moment...

...to welcome him back

to the Church.

- This is their fantasy.

- Keep the priest away.

A deathbed recantation.

Do you have any idea

the damage that that will do?

Everything that he has dreamed of...

...everything that we have worked for

will be gone.

A simple, noble death...

...is what we want.

Thatjs what he wants.

No, you want to create an icon.

And you want people to kneel

in front of an image that you create.

But he doesn't want that.

He never has wanted that.

It'll give him no peace.

He wants to see her. Let her come.

I will do everything in my power

to prevent that.

That image you want to create...

...it's going to look more like you

than him.

Valentin?

It can't be right. His fever is down.

Yes.

But...

...his pulse, you see, it's...

My dear.

Shall I call her?

- He wouldn't know who she is anyway.

- Yes.

Bring a coat. It's cold.

Countess. Countess, could

you give me some information?

Countess, is he dying?

Is he dead?

Leovochka! Leovochka, my darling.

Oh, my darling,

please forgive me, please!

I'm a fool. I'm a selfish woman,

but I love you, darling.

Please believe me.

Please, please understand me...

...and please forgive my wickedness

and my badness.

Mother.

Control yourself.

- Am I shouting?

- You have to control yourself.

Yes.

Yes, I will.

You don't speak, but I hear you.

Do you love me, Leovochka?

I never stopped, my little bird.

And you will never stop?

No.

Never.

Nor ever leave me again?

No, never again.

Good.

Let's go home.

First cessation.

Second cessation.

Ten minutes after 6 in the morning...

...a great soul passed

from our world.

Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy...

Masha.

- I'm sorry, but he is gone.

- I know.

But I came for you, Valya.

I came for you too.

God go with you, Sofya Andreyevna.

God bless you!

We'll pray for you, countess!

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