White Nights Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1985
- 136 min
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I was not allowed to travel.
And for three years, I was taken
every week to answer their questions.
Every week,
the same stupid questions!
You answered well.
You are an important person
at the theatre.
Powerful,
just as you always wanted.
I heard you're driving a Mercedes.
And what do you drive
in America, Nikolai? A donkey?
Yes, I rebuilt my life. I was supposed to give up
everything so that you could live in Disneyland?
Well...
I'm sure you know why I'm here.
I want to offer you
a place at the Kirov.
It's a very generous offer, and I think that
it's one that you're not in a position to refuse.
What are you saying?
You know what would happen with me.
I cannot play their games anymore.
I'll be finished.
Don't exaggerate.
Get word to the West that I'm well
and they are keeping me here.
Why should I risk anything for you?
You see foreigners every day
at the theatre.
All you have to do is to tell one
that I am here.
You haven't changed. You're just
as selfish as you always were.
You've never thought about anyone
in your life but yourself.
I didn't want to leave you.
I was in love with you.
Oh, you'll say anything
to get me to help you, won't you?
I've never lied to you.
Hah!
Help me!
No.
A lady from the past?
She was a great dancer.
I'm not talking about her feet.
I hurt some people when I left.
Didn't you?
It happens.
I'd like to take a shower,
a long one. Do you mind?
No, go ahead.
Was he receptive to the offer?
I'm sure he'll consider it.
Did you do your best
to convince him?
Yes, of course, Vladimir Ivanovich.
I hope you were persuasive.
If he dances at the gala,
what position will he be
given at the theatre?
the opening night,
but I don't think he'd be available
for the current season.
He'd have to take time off
for a long debriefing.
But ultimately,
it's a political decision.
Hello, kids.
Who's your teacher?
Semionov.
Semionov, we're old friends.
Give him this note, please?
No. We are rehearsing here.
I am Nikolai Rodchenko.
I studied here too.
I danced with Ivanova.
Liar.
No, I am not.
I am Nikolai Rodchenko.
You're lying. We know everyone
who has danced with Ivanova.
You've never heard
of Nikolai Rodchenko?
He's crazy.
Of course, how would you know?
Get out!
I'm going, little one.
Pervert!
Little sh*t.
Nice music, isn't it?
Yeah.
It's much more
rhythmically complicated...
Don't you miss all that?
Yeah, sometimes.
But there's nothing there for me now.
Bullshit.
I'd be arrested if I went back there.
It's a different era now.
Things have changed.
You don't know sh*t, man.
You don't know.
My father won't even say
my name anymore.
My brother's ashamed of me.
My brother's ashamed of me.
My mother got sick.
I tried to call.
I just wanted to talk to her.
I wanted her to hear my voice
and try to explain to her
why I did this.
Nobody would take the call.
They say I killed her.
I can't go back.
Mr. Greenwood,
the KGB is giving us a feast.
Let's enjoy it.
The chair of honor, right there.
It's the best rubles can buy.
They're really trying to impress you.
Don't kid yourself. You know
how elite live in this country?
Any pleasure, any perversion.
Name it.
They're as decadent here
as in New York, Tokyo or Rome.
They just keep it all hidden.
There's a lot you don't know.
But tonight, I want to try
some of this decadence.
Since you know so much about it.
Be my guest.
Start with the caviar.
Caviar!
That's so good.
Now I need something else.
You know?
Vodka.
You want some?
Absolutely.
Raymond, come on!
Thank you.
Come on, blood!
Let's get down to the food.
Blood?
You know what I'm trying to say?
Yeah, yeah.
Okay, folks, welcome to my house.
It's good to see you smiling.
Get out!
You, go, pack quickly! One bag!
She's going away.
No!
Today you let Rodchenko talk
to a group of students.
What? I didn't...
Don't say anything. Don't argue!
Now you'll see what happens
when you lie to me.
What students?
I don't know anything.
From the time you came here,
I treated you as an intelligent man.
I show you respect,
but now, no more.
What's happening here?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Wait a minute!
You helped him to betray us again!
Leave him alone!
Don't argue with them.
Don't do this!
He's just a goddamn dancer!
Yes, I agree.
Not worth her life, is he?
Take her downstairs.
Lock them in the apartment.
What's happening?
None of your business.
What's the hell's he talking about?
The window in the shower.
I crawled out. I'm sorry.
You crawl..? You son of a b*tch!
You're sorry?
That woman is the best thing that ever
happened to me in my life! And you're sorry?
You're sorry, Nik? You know
what that was? That was half!
That was half! I promised myself
I'd never use that against anybody.
But if something happens to my wife,
I'm gonna kill you! You hear that?
Tonight, this is what her life is.
No.
You did it to her.
No.
Don't blame it on me.
Face it, you did it to her.
You can't deny it.
Stop it. It's okay. It's okay.
Sit down.
Sit down.
Now I'll talk to you.
I've got no choice.
I've got to trust you.
I'm so glad you came.
Nothing much has changed, huh?
No.
Do you still listen to Vysotsky?
Yes, of course.
But he's an outlaw. He's unofficial.
Vysotsky's songs
can't be sung in the theatre.
But we have made progress. Look,
these are for an evening of Balanchine.
I very much hope
that you'll dance at it.
We were talking about
this evening 10 years ago.
Nothing ever comes of it.
It's a dream.
The Ministry of Culture assures me...
Ministry of Culture.
That they will consider
the possibility?
I remember.
I did it. I danced Balanchine.
You're still waiting.
I want to assure you that your position in this
theatre will be as important as when you left.
You know what I've done since then.
Has any other theatre in the world
been like this for you, Kolya?
Or any other audience?
The Kirov.
It's beautiful.
Yes.
You were to be a legend here.
Now the young ones
don't even know your name.
How does that feel?
How does it feel? I was born
as a dancer in this theatre.
It will always be a part of me,
like Russia.
But for eight years, I've been free.
Do you know what it means
to be really free? Do you?
No, it's like Vysotsky.
You whisper his songs.
I won't whisper what I feel.
I want to scream like he does!
I can't lie anymore! Look at me.
Look at me!
You are working for Chaiko,
aren't you?
Yes.
I'm sorry.
He made me.
"He made me. "
Galina, you used to hate him
as much as me.
You ran away, I had to face them.
Yes, I was selfish. I still am.
I'm not a hero, I'm just a dancer.
It's all I can do.
It's what I live for.
But they will never let me dance
for myself here.
No matter what they say.
I can't start all over again.
I can't risk everything
that I've fought for.
I understand.
Oh, Kolya, I'm too frightened.
It's all right.
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