Transcripts - Forever Dreaming

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AMANAYEAR 1839. DAGESTAN.

AKHOULGO FORTRESS,

A REFUGE TO

IMAM SHAMIL

AND HIS FOLLOWERS MURIDS,

WAS SIEGED BY

GENERAL GRABBE'S TROOPS.

Did you come to surrender, kafirs?

I have the honor to pass on

the commander's ultimatum.

Don't rush.

You are our guest.

You have to respect our customs.

I have a gift for you.

Do you like it?

The commander's ultimatum.

The siege will be lifted,

if imam Shamil

gives his son as a hostage.

They demand that we give up

Jamal al-Din as an a man at.

Thank you.

I already have something

to chop wood with.

Imam, we don't have any water left

to give to our wounded.

And soon we won't have

our wounded as well.

Does it hurt?

You are going to the kafirs.

Then I'll take you back.

I want to stay with you!

I don't want to go!

Don't let anyone see you cry!

Do you understand?

Jamal al-Din!

Over here!

Let's go!

Jamal al-Din!

Jamal al-Din!

Over here!

Your Majesty, the road

will be built along the left bank

of our wonderful Neva River

and here we'll locate the station...

Your Majesty!

Shamil's son has arrived.

As-salamu alaykum.

Jamal al-Din!

Sir Alexander.

The commandant is coming!

Please.

Shaitan!

Cadet Olenin!

Please follow me.

The pupil of His Imperial Majesty's

First Cadet Corps is an essence

of the highest moral integrity,

obedience...

Yourxcellency...

The lord don't understand Russian.

- Doesn't understand it at all?

- At all.

Translate then.

- The pupil of His Imperial...

- Yourxcellency...

I doesn't understand

theirs language too.

How do you talk to him then, you ass?

The lord know salah prayer,

I knows salah prayer.

In shall ah.

Jamal al-Din.

You must change into the uniform

and attend the alignment.

When did I tell you

to help him change, you ass?

- You'll be whipped mercilessly!

- I'm sorry, yourxcellency.

Uni-form.

Thank you. You have a good taste.

Very good.

Very a good?

Very good...

How long will this go on?

But first and second

year pupils aren't allowed

to bear cold steel.

Please let me.

Lord! Lord...

Let me take the blade.

What is that? Stop it!

Stop this at once!

- Lord, lord...

- So is that how you wish to do that?

Well, gentlemen, in this case

I will have to call the guard.

You will be sent to the punishment cell.

Both!

Lord, why you do this?

They'll whip you, they'll whip me,

it'll be bad for everyone.

Give me the blade.

Lord, I'll be back,

Wait, wait...

Easy!

Easy, brothers!

Easy.

Step back, brothers, I'll do it myself.

Alexey.

Jamal al-Din.

Not all of you, my dear gentlemen,

found the right lead

to solve this problem.

Not all of you.

And only one of you

solved the problem brilliantly.

The name of this cadet is Jamal al-Din.

If everyone studied just as diligently,

as this young man...

We need to punish him.

Yeah, we've tried that.

Let's go play Cossacks and robbers!

Stop.

Oh you! Come on..

Look, it's Alexey.

- Alexey!

- Son!

We'll wait for you

at the main entrance.

- I'm coming, mom.

- Don't stay here long,

or you'll catch cold.

Jamal. They are already here to get me.

Go.

Maybe you'll come with us?

My parents will be happy.

You know that

they won't let me go. I am an a man at.

Do you want me to stay with you?

Go already. Go.

They are not letting you go home,

because you didn't do your homework?

Probably, yes.

Liza Olenina.

Jamal al-Din.

Do you feel lonely here?

This is for you.

ROBINSON CRUSOE

Oh! Jamal!

I'm sorry, what are you doing here?

Alexey, listen, I almost finished

the infinity theory translation.

Come, quick. Or do you want

to be late on such a day?

- Let's go, let's go.

- Coming.

Your Imperial Majesty.

About Jamal al-Din.

Once he is an officer,

he'll stop being a hostage.

Maybe we shouldn't

commission him just yet?

After all,

he is a son of rebellious Shamil,

who continues his resistance.

I own one seventh of the world,

but I can't manage my legs.

Let's get going, sir Leontiy.

Let's go, son.

Your Majesty.

Your Imperial Majesty's

First Cadet Corps

is aligned on the occasion

of the cadets' graduation.

Are you ready for your oath?

Ready.

Ready, Your Imperial Majesty!

I never doubted that.

Ahoy, troublemakers!

Greetings to you,

Your Imperial Majesty.

Lis-ten up,

Shoulder arms!

Fellow officers!

Russia is a mighty power

and it's happy on its own.

It will never pose danger

to the neighboring countries or Europe.

But also Russia will not

let anyone attack it.

Bearing the sabre

and in the officer's uniform,

you have to understand,

that staring now

your future isn't yours.

Serve Russia.

Love Russia.

Love it tenderly.

Love and be proud to be a part of it

and that you dare to call it

your motherland.

Gentlemen,

I congratulate you on becoming officers.

Hooray!

Hooray!

Hooray!

Well, cornet Olenin, Are you happy

that you'll serve near your home?

What about that home?

Gnat and boredom.

No place to be a hero.

I love w*r's bloody fun

And the thought about death

is a pleasure for my soul.

At least promise me

that you won't abandon me

and that you'll stay at our place.

Well, you know,

I'm more accustomed to the regiment.

You haven't seen my dad's library.

You can't find this in Petersburg.

- Library?

- Say yes.

Fine.

Well, hello, Fyodor.

So, why isn't anyone greeting us?

Oh, oh. Akulina.

You've become so beautiful!

So beautiful, ah!

Young lord has come!

Alexey! My Alexey!

My sunshine!

Son!

My boy!

I am happy to greet

our dashing cavalrymen in our town.

I hope they really enjoy it here.

And now, gentlemen,

I want to present you

cornet Jamal al-Din.

The son of the famous...

Where is he?

One moment.

Jamal al-Din!

Here you are. And we are

looking for you everywhere!

Ladies and gentlemen, please meet

That very Jamal al-Din.

The son of famous Shamil,

even European papers

are writing about Shamil these days.

Jamal al-Din, please resolve

our dispute. Count insists that

the highlanders are the best horsemen.

Yes.

Apparently, you learn to ride a horse

before you learn to walk.

Is that so?

Frankly, I don't remember

what came earlier, -

whether I rode a horse

or took my first step first.

But the first thing I remember

is me sh**ting back at someone.

Our children learn to sh**t earlier

than they can hold their head.

But excuse me, but how do they...

How do they hold a g*n?

What have I told you -

the highlanders are the best warriors.

Is this a joke?

I'll be honest, gentlemen,

I fell for it. I fell for it.

- Let's go to the ballroom.

- Bravo!

Can you imagine? Bravo!

Allow me to introduce myself.

Count Mamonov, Dmitry.

Cornet...

I would like to invite you to my place.

My house is across the river.

Feel free to come by any time.

Say, tomorrow - why delay it.

I'll surely be there.

Good bye.

Count...

Don't you like our small-town ball?

The balls in Petersburg

are not any better.

People come, burn

thousands of candles, gossip.

All of this just to

marry off some lady.

Probably, I am

one of those ladies, am I not?

Allow me to introduce myself, cornet...

We've met, cornet.

Infinity...

- Did you like my book?

- Your book?

The leaf!

You kept my leaf!

Liza?

- I hope you at least read it.

- More than once.

All my childhood I imagined myself

as Robinson,

castaway to the island.

Now you are not alone, sir Robinson.

The most impregnable fortress

is your love for your motherland.

Today we are going into the battle

to protect our land and its sons.

All of its sons.

For each one of us this expedition

can turn out to be

the most important thing in our lives.

Alas, on every stray amusement

I've wasted far too many hours,

Yet were they wholly innocent

I'd still wander those bright bowers.

I love youth's frantic energy,

The crush, the lights, the gaiety,

The girls in fashionable dress,

I love their little feet, confess

That, search all Russia though,

You'll not find three lovely pair.

Ah, they made me long despair

Two slender feet... Now sad and cold

I still remember, and it seems

They yet can thrill me in my dreams.

But where, in what deserted strand

Madman, could your heart forget?

Ah, little feet where do you stand?

On what spring flowers are you set?

Do you reminisce Dagestan,

Jamal al-Din?

Unfortunately, all of my

memories are related to the w*r.

Yes, but what can we do?

Russia is forced to move

its borders as far as possible

due to the w*r with Turkey and Persia.

But you, as an officer,

should understand that

this w*r is an inevitable

and unavoidable evil.

I am an officer, not a politician.

And it's hard for me to call

the deaths of many of my

fellow co-patriots an inevitable

unavoidable evil.

I am sorry, I probably

didn't make myself clear...

You must miss your home a lot?

Yes. Yes, sometimes.

Sometimes I dream of

flying over the mountains.

I see the boys chasing flocks of sheep.

Women are carrying spring water

in the jars.

I see the clouds' shadows

slide on the mountainsides.

And the mountain roads

are curling up like ribbons,

blending into the infinity.

But when I wake up, I can't understand,

whether that was my memory

or my imagination.

Your cherkeska coat

really suits you, cornet.

Thank you, Maria.

And what about your papakha hat?

I was told that highlanders

never lose them.

It is true, sir Peter.

But now we are in Russia.

- Yes. We are in Russia.

- And also Jamal said,

that if a young dzhigit

wants to propose to a girl,

he should throw his papakha hat

in her window.

If she doesn't return it,

it means she accepts.

Hello, good man.

Hello, lord.

Who built all this?

I did.

- You did?

- I did.

The sun is gone, I need to lower it...

Yes, my lord let me do this

and he gave me the summerhouse

to perform scientific experiments.

All kinds of people come by,

looking at stuff.

People from Vologda came,

from Novgorod as well.

I even had Germans visiting once.

They looked at my stuff.

They should learn from us too, you know.

Come in, I'll show you around.

- Where do I come in?

- Here.

- What is this that you have here?

- The machine.

The machine? What does it do?

It lifts.

Aren't you a handyman!

Would you look at that,

there is almost no aberration.

Now what?

Rainbow on the edge.

How do you do this?

Well, there is a secret, lord.

You have to learn, brother.

This way the whole world

would know about your secret.

I do know my letters,

and I quite like reading.

But where do I get books?

Especially the scientific ones.

Marusya, back off.

Listen, can you do this -

a paraboloid mirror here,

a flat one here, and on top...

The Newtonian telescope, is it?

Jamal al-Din.

Semion.

I made a Newtonian telescope once.

Here it is. But it didn't work out

for some reason.

So you are interested in astronomy?

What? Ah.. No.. Well I...

wanted to see the God's angles.

So, what didn't work out?

Wait, lord, don't get in the way.

Let me fix the mirror.

Too early, move it 5 degrees left.

That's why it wasn't working.

Cornet! I am glad that you

found time to visit me.

How do you find my handymen?

I have to confess, count,

I simply admire that

you support scientific experiments...

As I can see, he has already taken you

as his apprentice? Haven't you, rascal?

Fine. This isn't all of it.

Get down.

I'll show you my workshops.

Lord.

Take it. You need it more, I guess.

Thank you.

And I'll bring you some books.

Step an!

Take them!

Cornet, please come in.

What is it?

g*n sights. High precision.

Nobody has those.

That is my life's work.

These are the optic workshops.

And there, across the river,

I'll establish a g*n factory.

Those are the Olenins' lands.

Indeed, Olenins'.

- Are you planning to buy it?

- Not really.

We'll figure it out the family way.

Lady Liza and I are engaged.

And all of those lands are her dowry.

Are you embarrassed, cornet?

Don't be.

Liza is easily carried away,

and you are a curiosity.

That's why she's using her charms.

Where are you going?

Jamal al-Din is gone.

What do you mean, gone?

I need to see cornet Jamal al-Din.

Cornet!

You left without saying goodbye...

- Do you consider it polite?

- I was obviously not needed there.

You left the book.

What was this gesture about?

I only returned what

apparently doesn't belong to me.

I don't need anything that isn't mine.

Listen, Jamal al-Din.

Tell me, what happened?

You are count Mamonov's fiance.

Or are you going to say

that it's not true?

It was true before I met you.

It's a pity that you were so blind

and didn't notice it.

Just because you are so

cold and insensitive...

I can understand

a passing youthful fling.

But I can't forgive a betrayal.

I never betrayed you.

I never said I loved you.

Well...

be aware,

that one uncalculated step

can destroy you

and ruin this poor young man's life.

You...

You won't do this.

Liza, you don't understand.

This boy is just a pawn

in a powerful forces' game.

And they can sacrifice him any second.

Imam, Russians

will never trade your son

for some simple soldiers.

We'll see. Take care of them.

What happened, Semion?

Did a comet fall from the sky?

Yeah.

Here you go.

I brought you some books.

It's best that you don't

come here anymore, good man.

Who did this to you? Your lord?

Why?

Care for a drink?

Ah, you don't drink.

Why did you beat Semion up?

Listen, what's with the attitude?

You are not in a position to teach me

what to do with my property.

Your property?

He is a human being!

Maybe up there in your mountains

it's customary to stick your noses

in someone else's business

and take what doesn't belong to you.

But don't impose

your barbaric habits on us.

You are a scoundrel.

Pick your w*apon.

Jamal. Be careful,

he is an experienced duelist.

Jamal. I am sorry

about the duty I have to fulfill.

The count is once again proposing

to settle this matter in a peaceful way,

if you, cornet, apologize publicly.

Jamal!

Liza, don't!

Jamal, my love.

Oh God, this is all my fault.

I am sorry.

I didn't tell you

the most important thing.

Russian officer's life, dear cornets,

belongs to His Majesty

and the fatherland.

And you shouldn't dispose of it

so carelessly.

Don't act like you are in

a Shakespearean drama,

for Christ sake.

Cornets Olenin and Goryainov

are going to continue their service

in the Caucasus

under count Mamonov's command.

And we've received a royal

permission regarding you, cornet.

You are commissioned to serve

in the Saint Petersburg garrison

without further release from it.

You may go free, fellow officers.

I'm sorry, lady Liza,

I have to see you.

You'll wake everyone up.

Get in.

Jamal al-Din, you did a horrible thing.

Yes, lady Liza.

I shouldn't've hurt you.

Knowing about the nature

of your relationship with the count...

You could've been k*lled!

I am sorry!

You are so stupid.

Like a little boy.

Liza...

I love you.

The way I've never loved before!

I don't have the gift

of saying pretty words.

I only know that for some time now

once in a while my heart becomes so big

that it doesn't fit in my chest.

And that happens every time

I think about you.

Jamal.

I love you too.

Is it true?

I am being sent to Saint Petersburg.

I will ask for a royal permission

to marry you.

I'll be waiting for you.

And I'll keep you papakha hat.

Your Excellency

Lieutenant Jamal al-Din.

My name is Leontiy Dubelt.

I've heard a lot about you.

In the Caucasus

your brothers highlanders captured

Chavchavadze sisters,

Her Imperial Majesty's court ladies.

Your father, imam Shamil, demands

an immediate prisoner exchange -

you for the ladies.

Am I going to Dagestan?

Lieutenant, you graduated from

the cadet corps with honors.

Your fellow officers

speak of you very well.

You, essentially, are

an examplary officer.

Thus there is no one more fit

to take the reins in the Caucasus

and establish peace

on this long-suffering land

under the just rule

of the Russian Crown.

Don't you worry.

I've already arranged

a decent estate for you.

And a lifetime pension

for you and your future family.

Yes, yes, I know about you

and Liza Olenina,

and I'm willing to help you

arrange thing in the best way possible.

To what do I owe such generosity?

Nothing of importance at all.

You'll just have to coordinate

all of your actions

with me while ruling the Caucasus.

This is for your own safety

and common good.

Thank you for your offer,

Your Excellency.

But I have to refuse.

The sheer thought of being

sent as a spy to my own people

disgusts me.

- Have a good day!

- Don't rush.

I've arranged a leave for you

to have some time to think it through.

Think about it, what kind of a future

would your Liza prefer?

To be a general's wife

or a permanent hostage's wife?

Go.

My dear brother Jamal,

I am genuinely happy that Liza

broke off her engagement with Mamonov.

While serving under his command

here, in the Caucasus,

I see his shady deeds and

soon I will certainly

make it all public.

But this is all rubbish and trivia.

The important thing is the beauty

of your homeland.

Only now I understand

how the highlanders get

their natural free spirit.

It is born in these rocks,

in these endless expanses,

filled with the mountains

and the clouds.

Akulina...

Akulina?

What are you doing here?

I came to see Liza.

You'll never see my daughter again.

Did something happen to her?

All of our troubles started

when you came to our house.

All the evil things come from you

and people like you.

Go away.

Lady Maria...

Jamal al-Din...

Sir Peter! What happened?

Alexey was k*lled in the w*r.

Alexey?

In the Caucasus.

You need to leave.

Leave.

Jamal al-Din. Come here.

Your Majesty.

Let me go to the Caucasus.

I want to stop this w*r.

My brothers are dying

on both sides of it.

You are planning to do

what even I couldn't do.

Father!

Father!

Alexander... Go.

Go, may God be with you,

now it's your decision.

Go!

Jamal, do you think there is a chance

to make peace with the Caucasus?

This w*r has been going on for so long.

Please, be honest with me.

No, Your Highness.

There is no chance.

Not a single highlander

will ever accept

the current Russian customs.

- You mean...

- I mean the sl*very.

Yes, it's the tragedy of Russia.

I always said that we have to

abolish serfdom from above

before it abolishes itself from below.

Go, Jamal al-Din,

and try to make a deal with your father

to meet me.

It's time to negotiate

our people's future life.

But we all need a truce.

I brought your papakha hat.

JAMAL+LIZA=INFINITY

I'm going to the Caucasus.

When will you come back?

I don't know. Maybe never.

I've just lost my brother.

I can't lose you too.

That's why I'm going.

So that there are no more deaths.

I'm coming with you. Take me with you.

No, Liza, we can't be together.

Sorry.

Jamal!

I love you.

I can only be happy with you.

There are things that are more important

than happiness. Goodbye.

Jamal al-Din!

Do you recognize your homeland?

I remember this smell...

Like in my childhood!

Why do they say

that one never steps

in the same river twice.

Let me gift you this as a souvenir.

Don't slash our people with it.

Neither ours, nor yours.

Jamal!

I'll send you your books.

- As-salamu alaykum.

- Wa'alaykumu s-salam.

Are you going to see the imam

in this uniform?

I have nothing to be ashamed of.

Lieutenant Jamal al-Din

is here to see you.

What lieutenant? You are my brother!

He doesn't even remember you.

We've been waiting for you

for a very long time.

Let's go see our father.

Jamal al-Din!

I am Idris.

What a beautiful attire.

I've been waiting for you for so long.

Why don't you change...

into fresh clothes.

I tried to get you back so many times.

Finally, praise be to Allah,

it happened.

I was praying that you

wouldn't forget our faith

and customs while living in Russia.

You are right, father.

I've gotten used to Russia.

I've even grown to love it.

But I never forgot whose son I am.

I never betrayed

our customs and religion.

Even after I became a Russian officer.

And now, when we've finally met,

I want to ask you.

Aren't you tired of the w*r?

Maybe it's time to think about peace?

We were left with no choice.

We were negotiating peace

with the Russian generals many times.

And when you were a child

I gave you up as an a man at

to stop the m*ssacre.

I'm not talking about the generals.

The emperor himself wants to meet you.

Father, you can't win this w*r.

Think of the consequences.

The one who thinks of

the consequences while at w*r,

isn't a hero.

Jamal al-Din! Wake up!

So? Did you sleep well?

My dear Liza,

Separation for love

is like wind for the fire.

It puts out a small fire,

but a big fire only grows bigger

and hotter with the wind.

Days come by, and I'm happy

to be back. And I am sad.

I'm happy to have my father

and my brothers close to me,

to breath with this air

that reminds me of my childhood.

And I'm sad when I think of the infinity

that separates you and me now.

This ordeal must be given to us

for a reason.

Try my milk, no one in our aul

has milk like this.

Why are you giving him milk

without bread!

Take it, try my bread!

Try, son, this bread is

the most delicious in the whole aul.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Jamal al-Din!

I am happy to welcome you in my house.

Please.

Of course, this isn't Saint Petersburg.

Have you been to Saint Petersburg?

Not only there, but to London,

Paris, Istanbul.

Please. Take a sit.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

I just made some.

No, thank you.

I just came by for a minute.

Mirza bey,

can I ask you

to send some mail to Russia?

These are private letters.

Private.

Yes. Is it possible?

It is.

Take a sit.

We have a truce now,

so everything is possible.

Yes. I hope it'll stay forever.

We'll see.

We'll see.

- As-salamu alaykum.

- Wa'alaykumu s-salam

Imam. The kafirs k*lled

your naib and his son.

This is naib Mansur and his son.

Loyal followers of your father.

Father!

Father!

And this is his daughter.

She is now an orphan.

They want revenge?

Yes, they are asking father to

gather men and revenge on the kafirs.

Father!

I'm leaving.

And you are staying here

to check our cannons and g*ns.

Mirza bey will explain it to you.

We are far from peace.

When the mourning

in the naib's family is over

you will marry his daughter.

You'll be her husband,

and a new naib for the village.

I already have a fiance.

In Russia.

If you want peace for our people,

start building it right now.

Your wedding

is the only way

to stop people from revenge.

How do you find your wedding?

Fun, isn't it?

Fun.

Your bride is waiting for you.

Infinity.

Yes, beautiful place.

That's where they k*lled your brother.

Mom, why are you always

reminding me of it?

So that you remember it. Always.

She does, Masha. She does.

Highlanders.

Welcome to the Caucasus.

Mesedu.

You are so beautiful, so young.

Any dzhigit would be happy

to be with you.

But not me.

I love another woman.

And she is far away now.

You lost your family,

and I'll try to replace it for you.

But I can't love you.

I don't understand, Jamal al-Din.

I'm sorry.

Do all Russians do this?

First they take my father and brother,

and now they are taking my husband?

Mesedu, I am Avar and Muslim.

And a Russian officer.

That's why I always keep my word.

Lady Liza, I... I was really

looking forward to your arrival.

Sir Peter.

I've arranged a hotel.

Thank you, sir Dmitry.

Sir Peter, did you have a chance

to bring me my library?

Yes, of course, sir Dmitry.

Your books are in those two suitcases.

Beautiful.

Why do you need so many sights?

You barely have any r*fles.

Soon we won't need g*ns at all.

Our heir, Jamal al-Din, is back.

Talks about peace all the time.

So we are just sitting around.

Yes, they talk about peace more

and more in Saint Petersburg as well.

The main instigator of the truce

is your old friend, Jamal al-Din.

And by the way.

He is now alone in the aul.

The most important thing is to start.

Gather people.

- How can I help you, daughter?

- Can you take me to the mountains?

You already are in the mountains.

No, I need to get to Shamil.

Are those Shamil's people?

No.

Cover up.

What?

Cover your face.

Jamal al-Din!

I'm here!

Here where?

Here.

As-salamu alaykum, Jamal al-Din.

What do you have here?

Well, one good man gave me this

in Russia.

Are there good people in Russia?

Of course. A lot.

Wanna take a look?

Well, what do you see?

I see aunt Aishan cooking khinkali.

Wow!

- Why did you run up here?

- Your bride came.

Another one!

Liza!

You are in danger.

Jamal al-Din.

Our guest is tired after her journey.

Let's give her a chance to rest,

while you and I are talking.

Let's go.

- Stop.

- Let's go.

Jamal, my love, don't believe him!

I saw him talking to Mamonov.

I have a serious offer for you.

As it is not safe

for Liza

to be here,

you both

need to leave.

Immediately.

Where would we go?

To Istanbul, Tehran... Wherever.

And then you'll see for yourself.

London, Paris...

I didn't come back to run away.

You are the one who has to run away.

Because I'll k*ll you, Mirza bey.

Jamal al-Din.

You are a future ruler.

The Ottoman sultan has prepared

a title of the king of the Caucasus

for you.

You'll rule justly from Istanbul,

and I'll be your right hand here.

What about my father?

Does imam Shamil know about your plan?

He spends more time praying

than ruling these days.

What if I refuse?

Well, if you refuse,

then your beautiful girl

will go to Istanbul alone.

To the Ottoman sultan's harem.

Where is he?

- Idris?

- Did you have a fight with Mirza?

Quiet. Untie the rope.

You are now in my house as a guest.

But you can easily become a c*ptive.

Or, who knows, a concubine.

What do you want from me?

You must convince Jamal al-Din

to give up his pointless stubbornness.

Jamal al-Din.

You cause so much trouble.

Jamal.

They conspired with Mamonov.

They want to break the peace.

Let her go.

Don't be afraid,

he's not gonna do anything.

Sir major, permission to speak?

What?

What are we doing here?

Are we violating the truce?

The truce? With whom?

Peace with these savages is impossible.

Don't forget why we are here, captain.

I don't understand, am I supposed

to go alone?

What about you?

I have to finish what I started.

Is it true?

I heard that you married.

Did your father make you?

It is true. Those are the customs here.

But the truth is also that

I can't live without you.

I only love you.

I love you too.

But I can't be your second wife.

There are things that are more important

than happiness, right?

Right.

Go this way.

You'll get to your family faster

this way.

Attack! Go!

Brothers! Soldiers! Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop! Stop!

Stop it!

Stop!

Oh my God, Jamal!

Haven't you heard that we made peace?

Do you all want to be a reason

of your brothers' deaths,

of your mothers' and wives' tears?

Are you the people who talk about peace

but are ready to back s*ab?

Aren't we all tired of this w*r?

Isn't it better to build houses,

raise children,

be friends, not enemies?

You are not my friend, you whelp!

You... you are a liar and a traitor.

You broke your oath!

If you have at least a bit of

dignity left...

Finally...

I should've finished with you back then.

Well? Peace?

Liza!

I'm sorry, I did everything I could.

He is badly wounded,

and I indicated a chronic lung disorder.

His life is almost over.

Thank you, doctor,

for coming all this way.

Father! I'm feeling better.

I had so much to tell you,

so much to ask.

But now I only have one request.

I gave my word to Alexander the Emperor

that you will meet and negotiate peace.

Help me fulfill my promise.

It's the only thing I want right now.

That is his classroom.

I have Jamal al-Din's letters to you.

Take them.

And this.

SERFDOM WAS ABOLISHED

IN THE RUSSIAN EMPIRE.

SOON THE CAUCASIAN w*r,

WITH ALL ITS VICTORIES

AND LOSSES,

HEROISM AND BETRAYAL,

WAS OVER.

BUT OUR HERO MADE HISTORY

AS A PEACEMAKER

AND A HOSTAGE -

AMANADEDICATED TO ALL SONS

WHO DIED BEFORE THEIR TIME