Anna Karenina

What should I do with this, Your Excellency?

Yes.

I picked it out for Daria Alexandrovna and the children.

Bonjour, Lili.

Bonjour.

Bonjour, Grisha.

Bonjour.

Vasya.

Who is coming to see Grand-maman?

Me! Me! Me!

Come along, my little ducklings.

Be good today. I'm off.

Read the chapter carefully.

I'll come back to test you on it.

Read it twice.

Au revoir.

Oh, Stiva.

Aunt Dolly found a note from the governess.

Well?

Stiva wants me to come to Moscow to persuade Dolly to forgive him.

I'm to be deprived of my wife so that adultery may be forgiven?

I can't excuse him just because he's your brother.

Oh, it's for Dolly's sake, too.

Four committees today.

I have the world waiting for me.

There's never time to look at your exercises.

Serozha is doing very well, Your Excellency.

Who put this shirt on you?

Well, never mind. I'll come and hear you read.

Tomorrow, perhaps.

Thank you, Lukich. Perhaps tomorrow.

No. No, no, not tomorrow.

Thank you, Your Excellency.

Come along.

Alexei, do you think nine years of marriage and children

should count for nothing against an infatuation?

No. Very well.

But sin has a price, you may be sure of that.

But why?

Because that's where Aunt Dolly lives.

- But why? - I told you, Serozha.

She's not well. I must go to see her.

But why, Mama?

Don't make Mama cry.

I'll be back before you know, and bring you a present.

I don't want a present. I want you to stay.

Oh, my little Kotik.

What present?

That's better.

It's the first time I've left my little boy.

So, you're leaving your son and I'm returning to mine.

I'm Countess Vronskaya.

I've been in St. Petersburg for the christening of a granddaughter.

My eldest son married Princess Chirkov.

You're a charming creature. Why don't I know you?

I've never been in Moscow society, really.

But you know my name.

- I've heard you mentioned. - Talked about, you mean?

Ah, love.

- Was it love? - Always.

My sons are ashamed of me.

But I'd rather end up wishing I hadn't than end up wishing I had.

Wouldn't you?

I don't know.

Some man came without an appointment, Your Excellency.

Waiting outside.

Levin! Where did you disappear?

I'm very anxious to see you.

I need your advice.

Well, come into my room, then.

This is my oldest friend, Konstantin Dmitrievich Levin.

Someone send word I'll be a few minutes late.

That's my office, up there.

Oh, I've been hard at it. Sit down.

Hard at what, exactly?

Well, we're overwhelmed with work.

Paperwork.

Paperwork is the soul of Russia. Farming is only the stomach.

Now, when am I going to come and shoot some snipe?

Look at you, in Western clothes you told me you'd never wear again.

Something's up.

Yes, I'm in love. I've come back to propose.

Have you guessed who she is?

I... I have a suspicion. Why didn't you propose when you were here?

I decided it was impossible.

Kitty is of the heavens, an angel. And I am of the earth.

But then, I thought and thought, and there's no life for me without her

- Do I have a chance? - Of course you do.

The Shcherbatskys are giving a soiree this evening.

Get there early, before the crowd.

- And if I may suggest... - Anything, what?

- New boots. - Right. Anything else?

We'd better have dinner together.

Come on. We'll meet later at l'Angleterre.

Or do you prefer the Hermitage?

Let's say, 5:30 at l'Angleterre.

I owe them more than the Hermitage,

so it wouldn't be fair to withdraw my custom.

Uh, so, new boots, coat, and a proper hat.

Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Do you...

Do you...

Excuse me.

It's so unfair.

You marry for love.

You're a good husband.

Children arrive, years depart.

And all of a sudden, your wife grows old and tired.

And her hair is thin. And her body...

And you yourself, you still have your vigor!

And then you find yourself a martyr to distraction by so many women.

Forgive me, but I find that incomprehensible.

As though, I should leave this restaurant and steal a roll from a baker's shop.

Well, you know, a freshly baked roll.

I'm talking about love, and you're talking about your appetite.

Easily confused. Now, do you know, um, Count Vronsky?

Who? No. Why?

He's your rival. He turned up from Petersburg after you left.

Who is he?

Oh, you don't need to worry about him. He's... He's just...

He's a rich, good-looking cavalry officer

who has nothing better to do than make love to pretty women.

Is that cabbage soup?

Potage aux choux a la russe, as the gentleman ordered.

It's what I wanted.

Understand that, for me, tonight is a question of life and death.

Kostya...

Kostya, Kitty would be mad to refuse you.

And Dolly's on your side, you know?

She says her sister Kitty was always meant to be your wife, and will be.

Dolly said that?

I've always thought your Dolly was a gem.

She is.

She is.

I loved her to distraction.

Konstantin!

Konstantin!

Konstantin!

I'm too early. I'll come back.

No. Come up.

Look at me.

I'm receiving for Papa and Maman, who are late to dress.

It's my first reception.

Princess Ekaterina.

Delighted. Delighted.

I'm so pleased you were able to be with us, Konstantin Dmitrievich.

Kitty, you look...

- You look... - Stiva told us you were back.

How long are you staying?

I don't know. It depends on you.

On me?

What I mean to say is I...

I only came with one purpose.

I want to... Will you be my wife?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Wrong moment. It's the wrong moment.

But will you?

I can't.

I'm sorry.

Yes.

It was impossible.

I'm sorry.

Are you the brother of Nikolai Levin?

Yes.

He's in Moscow. He's staying at the Unicorn in Khitrovka.

How do you know?

It's the sort of thing I know.

Count Vronsky?

Yes?

Princess Kitty.

It's been so long, and yet, it seems like yesterday.

It was yesterday.

Excuse me.

No.

Sorry.

It's Kostya.

Good God! Look at him.

You look like a capitalist.

What do you want?

Nothing. I came to see you.

Good evening, miss... Madam.

Don't talk to her like that. You sound like a magistrate.

More vodka for my brother! Quick about it.

I don't want anything.

I'm all right.

Who told you where to find me?

A colonel in the Third Department. They're watching you.

Good.

They must think I'm dangerous.

What have you got to smile about?

Nothing.

That's right.

The day is coming. I have given up my birthright for it.

You're on the wrong side of history.

Not because privilege is immoral.

But because it's irrational.

He's sick!

Let go, if you know what's good for you.

I took Marya Nikolaevna from a brothel.

But I consider her my wife.