War And Peace Page #8

- Lots of my school friends are going.

- You must study.

- Every man is needed.

- Every man not every infant!

I can't study

when our fatherland is in danger.

Be quiet!

- You heard from Andrei.

- Yes, one letter.

Did he...?

How is he?

Well enough, but sad. His father died.

I know. Although his father was

my enemy, I prayed for him.

He was the first person in the world

to disapprove of me.

You're not really grown-up

until that happens to you.

Did Andrei say anything about me

in his letter?

No, Natasha.

Will he ever forgive me?

He has nothing to forgive.

- You must promise me something.

- Yes.

Don't let anything happen to you.

If it did, I'd...

Did you hear me, Pierre?

Yes, I heard you.

I promise.

- And Pierre...

- Yes.

If you do see Andrei, tell him...

Tell him I prayed

for the soul of his father.

Can you tell me

where I'll find Colonel Bolkonsky?

This gentleman's

been asking to see you.

Pierre!

Andrei!

- At last.

- What are you doing here?

It's still hard to say.

I came to see the battle.

Why?

It's hard to explain, Andrei.

It's such an enormous event.

Our lives will be different because

of what will happen here tomorrow.

- I'm sorry about your father's death.

- He was an old man.

He couldn't live with the thought

of being driven away.

How are they taking it in Moscow?

Mary has gone to your aunt's.

It was Nicholas Rostov

who got her out just in time.

So Anatole Kuragin did not honour

Countess Rostov with his hand.

He couldn't. He was married already.

It was all very long ago. She's had

time to forget her disappointment.

- Remember our old discussion...?

- Yes.

I said a fallen woman should be

forgiven. But I can't forgive her.

But you can't compare

Natasha to a fallen woman.

What romantic dreams I had.

You mean, ask for her hand again?

Yes, that would be very noble.

But...

I'm sorry.

How are you?

You seem so strange, disturbed.

The night before a battle is fought,

men are likely to seem disturbed.

It's more than that.

Perhaps it is.

I've been in many battles, but

for the first time I feel I'll die tomorrow.

- Nonsense. Why?

- I just feel it.

Why are you really here, Pierre,

when you hate violence and war?

I don't know.

Because I realised you can't hate

something you've never known.

How will the battle go?

Our position's good.

Success never depends on positions,

orders, plans or even on numbers.

A battle is won

by men determined to win it.

Despite those men at headquarters

who consider war a game,

war is the most horrible thing in life,

and I'd never take prisoners.

The French are my enemies,

they destroyed my home,

exiled my sister and my child.

Now they hope to destroy Moscow.

Taking prisoners is playing at war.

Take no prisoners! Kill and be killed!

Without playing at war, we'd fight only

when it was certain death, as now.

I'm sorry.

Why should I burden you with all this?

If we're both alive tomorrow night,

we'll have a bottle and laugh.

Forgive me, you're sleepy.

Time for me to sleep, too.

I'd like to stay here.

Go. Go!

I have no time for you now.

My only friends now are the men

who'll fight at my side tomorrow.

Goodbye.

Whether we meet again or not.

Take down a proclamation

to all troops.

Soldiers, this is the battle

you have all longed for.

Victory depends on you.

It will give us all we need.

And a speedy return to our country.

Act as you did at Austerlitz,

Friedland, Vitebsk and Smolensk!

Let posterity say with pride

of each of you,

"He was in the great battle

before Moscow."

- What is Paris saying?

- All Paris regrets your absence.

I should say they do. What's in there?

- A surprise.

- What's that?

A present from the Empress

for Your Majesty.

My son.

The King of Rome.

Admirable.

Take him away, De Beausset.

It is too soon for him

to see a field of battle.

Follow me, De Beausset!

You must not leave. Stay and

we'll give you something to tell Paris!

Fire!

There's a lot of wind up there.

It's made of iron!

Get down or next time it won't be

your hat that blows off.

- Excuse me. I didn't realise.

- Number 3, you're too slow!

Ready, fire!

You can't stand here,

you're in the way.

I'll try to keep out of everybody's way.

Up with your sights, you're firing low.

Number 5, quicker with the charges!

- You're not afraid?

- Are you?

They have no mercy, when they

come singing over. Heaven help us.

Ready. Fire!

- Having a pleasant morning, sir?

- Interesting morning.

Interesting?

You hear that, mates? Interesting!

- Here comes a live one!

- Not this way. Towards the infantry!

Found your friend, eh?

Know him well?

Beyond the trees, the French infantry

are advancing en masse.

- Hold your fire!

- Hold your fire!

Lower your sights

and wait for the order to fire!

Fire!

Sire, our infantry regiments

have turned back and are retreating.

The cavalry should have gone first

to clear the way. Send them now!

- There's only four more charges, sir.

- Bring up more.

I'll go, too.

Water.

Take me to a dressing station.

Help me.

Doctor, he needs help.

- How far have you carried him?

- I don't know.

You should have saved yourself

the trouble. He's dead.

Damn you, Napoleon.

Damn you to hell!

Well, we've stood our ground.

We've taken the worst

that Napoleon has to offer.

We must attack tomorrow morning.

You agree, sir?

Yes, I agree. Theoretically.

According to all the rules that

we've ever learned about warfare,

we must attack tomorrow morning,

but we cannot attack.

- We're too exhausted to attack.

- But if we retreat...

We give the ground to the enemy.

But he has paid too high a price for it.

He will bleed to death from this victory.

But we can't make a stand

before Moscow.

Yes, General, you're right.

You mean to abandon Russia's

ancient and sacred capital?

Russia's ancient and sacred capital.

Let me tell you, that question

has no meaning for a Russian.

Such a question cannot be put.

It's senseless!

The question I've asked you

to discuss is a military one!

The question is of saving Russia.

Do we give up Moscow or accept battle

and lose the army and Moscow?

Well, I see I am the one who

has to pay for the broken crockery.

Gentlemen, I've heard your views.

Some of you will not agree with me.

But I, by the authority entrusted

to me by my sovereign and country...

...order a retreat.

Oh, faster! The French will be here

before we're ready to leave.

Now, come on, up!

Put all the glass things

in the front wagons.

And the books... put them

in the low wagons.

Take this and this. And these gloves.

I'll never wear them again.

Thank you.

They are the wounded from Borodino.

Vera, hurry!

Vera, come!

Give me some water.

- Have you seen the wounded men?

- Yes. I said they can live here.

Someone badly wounded?

Just about alive. It's a miracle

His Excellency has lasted this long.

- His Excellency?

- Our colonel.

Miss Sonya.

Don't tell anyone about this. Not yet.

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