The Rise of Catherine the Great Page #6

Only the two of us, little Catherine.

Just an intimate little dinner.

Just like old times, huh?

Was it six months ago?

Or was it 600 years ago?

Don't be afraid, little Catherine.

You love me...

don't you?

You haven't plotted against me...

have you?

You wouldn't betray me...

would you?

Poor little Catherine...

should be sent to a nunnery...

and her pretty little head

will be all shaved.

And they'll put her in a small, stony cell.

No laughter...

no sunshine...

no kisses.

Just bread...

and water...

and prayers...

or curses...

for as long as she lives.

The time has come

for you to give the word.

We can't wait another minute.

Can a man...

Iove a woman like me, Orlov?

We can't wait another minute.

We have to fight or die.

Can a man love

a woman like me, Orlov?

From the first moment I saw you,

I loved you.

Didn't you know that?

Thank you, Orlov.

Now we have no time to lose.

Tell me your plans.

Here are the barracks

of the Ismailovsky regiment... ours.

There's the Holstein regiment.

It has not yet been won over.

Our first aim, therefore,

should be to talk to them.

We talk to nobody.

If the Ismailovsky regiment is ours,

we have a weapon in our hand.

If the Holstein regiment refuses

to come with us, we'll fight them.

- Yes, Your Majesty.

I'll go at once and report as soon as I can.

- I'm coming with you.

Yes, Your Majesty.

- What's this cross?

- There will be a group of absolutely faithful officers.

They will cover your escape if we fail.

Fail?

Better not think of that.

Better send these officers at once

to reinforce the palace guard.

Yes, Your Majesty.

And it will be their duty

to arrest the czar at dawn.

To arrest the czar.

Naturally.

What will happen to him?

What will happen to him?

Not a hair of his head

must be touched.

He must be rendered harmless,

Your Majesty.

I know.

He must be arrested...

and taken to a safe place

where he can be watched.

Later we can send him to Sweden...

Germany...

wherever he wants to go.

That is Your Majesty's wish?

It is my command, Orlov.

Perhaps I was wrong

to give her one night more.

I'll go and take the little neck...

and then the lady

won't be dangerous anymore.

Peter.

Peter, you're always thinking of her.

What... What was it I... I wanted?

To kill her.

Captain Talitzyn, your orders

are to arrest the empress at dawn...

and send her under strong escort

to the nunnery of St. Elisabeth.

You're under arrest.

Take him away.

Bugler!

Are you tired, madam?

I used to march like this

with my father...

beneath the stars.

He told me each one of us

has a planet of his own.

I wonder which is mine.

Five! Six!

Soldiers.

I am a woman

like your mothers...

and your sisters.

And I know it is a bad wife...

who leaves her husband

because he has been cruel.

But it is a good mother...

who will fight everyone...

to save her children.

You are my children.

I come to you

as the mother of all Russia...

and I'll fight for you...

as you'll fight for me.

And I'll lead you...

to victory and peace.

Long live the empress!

Long live the empress!

Long live the empress!

Catherine.

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine!

Catherine!

You are my prisoner, sir.

Prisoner?

Whose service are you in?

In the service of Her Majesty...

Catherine Il, empress of Russia.

Peter!

Oh, what will become of me?

Have you never wished

to have wings?

Death must be something like this:

Suddenly...

Suddenly you have wings.

Her Majesty's order is you leave

the palace under escort...

for the manor house of Ropsha.

Her Imperial Majesty,

Catherine, Empress of all the Russias.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Morning.

Well, here we are, my friends.

Oh, Fyodor.

Have the goodness

to get into the carriage, sir.

And if I don't want to

get into the carriage? What then?

Don't compel us to use force, sir.

But I do compel you to use force.

Go on.

Oh, don't be afraid, gentlemen.

The emperor is lenient.

And he's very tired...

and very glad

to go on this journey.

The carriage, sir.

Oh, yes. The carriage.

You'll come with me, won't you, Fyodor?

You'll make sure that I reach the...

the end of the journey...

as quickly as possible...

because I am rather tired.

What's that noise?

There's a rumor spreading

Your Majesty has been killed.

Open the windows.

Catherine! Catherine! Catherine!

I'll show myself to them.

Well done, little Catherine.

Good-bye.

He's dead.

Fyodor has killed him.

Somebody must tell the empress.

But who?

Grigory, you must tell her.

Oh.

This is the happiest day of my life.

And I always believed

nobody cared for me.

And suddenly I am loved.

I am loved by so many!

Oh!

I must try hard not to cry.

We will work tomorrow, gentlemen.

Happiness has made me tired.

I need a little rest.

Good-bye, good-bye, Talitzyn.

I know what I owe you.

Good-bye.

Bariatinsky.

I'll show you how grateful I can be.

Good-bye, dear.

Karnilov, dear.

One part of my life belongs to you.

I won't forget it.

Kiss me.

Oh, Grigory.

Oh, Grigory.

What has happened?

Jealous? So soon?

What is it?

Your Majesty, the czar...

No.

No.

That isn't true.

That isn't true.

Grigory.

Peter.

Peter.

Who was it?

I swear to you

I knew nothing about it.

Who killed him?

Who was it?

Who killed him?

Who spoiled my victory?

Who made me a murderess?

I told you not to touch

a hair of his head.

I ordered it!

I commanded it!

- Your Majesty...

- I want to know who it was!

I'll punish all of you...

if you don't show me the one!

Get out!

Get out of here!

I don't want to see any of you again!

Oh, that poor...

unhappy, miserable child.

Everything has its price, Your Majesty.

And the crown has

the highest price of all.

I didn't want it at that price.

Russia wanted you at any price.

He always called me...

little Catherine.

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