01x03 - Novgorod

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TV Channel Russia presents

TV Channel Russia

'Moskino' Production Company

Supported by the Ministry of
Culture of the Russian
Federation

Supported by Defense Ministry
of the Russian Federation

present

Maria Andreeva as
Sophia Paleologue

Evgeny Tsyganov as Ioann III

Nadezhda Markina as
the Grand Princess

Pyotr Zaichenko as
the Metropolitan

Boris Nevzorov as
Grigory Mamonov

Giuliano Di Capua
as Ivan Fryazin

Director of Photography
Denis Alarcon Ramirez

Art Director Evgeny Kachanov

Costumes by Natalya Saltykova

Make-up by Anastasia Esadze

Edited by Igor Litoninsky

Music by Artem Vasilyev

Produced by Ekaterina
Zhukova Maria Ushakova

Directed by Alexei Andrianov

SOPHIA

Episode 3

The policy of Ioann the Third,

aimed at strengthening
the Moscow principality

and uniting the Russian lands,

provoked resistance and
rejection not only among
the neighboring princes

but also among the
younger brothers of Ioann.

Novgorod rebelled.

Governor's widow,
Marfa Boretskaya,

led the uprising for the
separation of Novgorod
from Moscow

and rapprochement with
the Lithuanian King Casimir.

We have inspected the walls.

Everything from the Borovitsky
Gate to Sviblovo District

has either come down,
or shall do so soon.

We need to tear it all
down and build again.

Same of the Cathedral.

Repairs are impossible.

What shall we do, Sire?

Rebuild anew.

The walls, the church.
All of us together.

What do you mean by "together"?

As decreed by His Majesty Ioann,
the Grand Prince of Moscow,

from this day forth, a
new tax shall be imposed

to rebuild the
Assumption Cathedral,

One half of a silver grivna

from every homestead,

every year, until the
first prayer service

is held at the restored temple.

Ioann Vasilievich.

Half a grivna from
every homestead.

I cannot collect that.

You shall collect it if
you put a mind to it.

And if you do not -

then I will send you to
where your brothers are.

But my house has
split apart as well.

And mine, too: the roof caved in

and k*lled three
of my servants...

Does anyone else
wish to complain?

And here is for you

my special favor.

You will be paying twice
as much as all others.

The people shall give
half a grivna -

and you shall give
a whole grivna.

Have mercy, Sire!

It's impossible to endure this!

If you deprive the people
of all they have,

they will rebel.

And while you build
your cathedral,

we will be hunting down
our runaway serfs!

You should ease the taxes!

Pray, ease the taxes,
Ioann Vasilievich.

-Ease the taxes, Sire. Please.

-And I will give you money,
as much as you need.

Forgive me, Ioann Vasilievich,
I will go now.

-Damn, God forgive me.
What a disgrace!

-Whoever else agrees,
rise and leave.

-I agree. I shall give
whatsoever is required.

-I agree.

-I agree.
-I agree.

-I agree.
-I agree.

Well, if that be your
will, then I agree too.

What are you doing?

This is for the child.

Your house is so full of unrest.

She wants you to
protect your home.

Do you think it is a girl?

A girl.

Let your brothers go.

You have shown strength.

Now show mercy.

This is what I think:

first show strength, and
then show strength too.

Let us talk no more of this.

I shall decide by myself.

-The Grand Princess is
sending this to her sons.

-For the Princes
Andrei and Boris

from their Mother, Grand
Princess Maria Yaroslavna.

Now, what do you think you
are doing, my dear friend,

poking your huge hands into
the Princes' meal, eh?

I will take it to them myself.

Halt there. Who are you?

-Jonah. Humble monk from
the Chudov Monastery.

I beheld the temple in ruins.
And came to render aid.

-The temple may be in ruins.

But the cellar is intact.
What were you doing in there?

I brought bread...
to the prisoners...

o lift their spirits...

-Are these shackles?

-I donned them on the
very day I was ordained.

To punish my failing flesh.

For it is said: "I bear in
my body the marks of the
Lord Jesus".

And it is also said:
"Take my yoke upon you,

and learn of me,
for my yoke is easy,

and my burden is light".

-Are you in command here?

-Yes!

-Change the guard.

Let me go down to the cellar
to see your brothers.

What for?

I shall tell them that you
are no enemy of theirs.

But I am the one.

Your power is great.
They are weak.

You are strong. Do not be
afraid to let them go.

Your brothers are not your foes.

You heard, the other day our
fellow Miron got into a fight
with a boyar.

Well, Miron he
drinks like a fish.

Hear that, someone's knocking.
Open the door.

Gleb!

Gleb!

-Let's go. Are you the
one who has the keys?

-The Guard Commander does.

-We're now going to set my
brothers free, Fyodor Davydych.

-Then why did we imprison them?

-When it is needed we imprison
people, and when it is needed
we set them free.

I came to help.

Here are cloaks and weapons.

-What is it, Boris?

-I am not going.

I did not do Ioann any harm.

No,you did.

That monk...

So what is this, then?

Traitors, in my own home?

Cutting down guards like pigs.

And tomorrow you may
find me dead too.

Find my brothers!

If you fail, I will
skin you alive!

-Still know how to row,
Andrei Vasilievich?

-Who is your master?

- A Servant of God.

He thinks you should
not go home.

Better head straight
to Novgorod.

-There are people waiting
for you on the other side.

They'll give you horses.

-And slit our throats.

No, Prince, your throats
are needed...

God be with you.

-He called himself "Jonah, a
monk from the Chudov Monastery".

-I have been there. They do
not have a monk by that name.

-We found a boat and the tracks.
They were given horses.

-Send your people.
To Ruza, Uglich, Zvenigorod.

Let it be known that the
Grand Prince of Moscow is
summoning his brothers.

And if they do not heed
the summons, he will
come for them himself.

-Dear God, Sire,
do you want w*r?

-Let us have w*r! It is
treason to rise against
the Prince of Moscow!

-And you go around the boyars'
estates, look among the servants

Kuritsyn, offer a reward.
In gold.

And find me that monk!

Let us go downstream.

Along the creek.

If you, Boris Vasilievich,
are afraid, let us part
our ways here.

We get caught together,
we die together.

-I am not afraid.
I am just doubtful.

-Your own brother is
wiping his feet against you.

And you are doubtful.

-And you are not?
-And I am not!

One third of the late Yuri's
land is rightfully mine!

If I stay silent today, tomorrow
my brother will want the
last shirt off my back.

And the day after,
he will covet my wife!

-He has got a wife already.

-Better if he hasn't!

-Andrei Vasilievich,
when was the last time
you counted your men?

Do you have a wish to
go to w*r against the
Grand Prince of Moscow?

Yes, I do.

Will you go to the Horde?

To Novgorod. Are you with me?

I don't know.

I did no wrong for
the Grand Prince.

Well, it is high time to...

Well, it is high time to...
It is not right for brother
to go against brother,
Andrei Vasilievich.

It is not right for brother
to go against brother,
Andrei Vasilievich.

That would mean the w*r.

Exactly.

But I was not the one
who started that w*r,

nor were you.

I'm asking again,
are you with me?

You go where you wish,
but I shall go to Novgorod.

I swear to God,
I will have justice.

-Farewell.
-Wait,

I am with you.

Ah, so the quiet mouse
comes to his senses.

Work harder!

-No signs of either
Andrei or Boris.

They have not been sighted
in Uglich, Rzhev, Ruza...

Their men - unaware of the
events - are all at their homes.

-They should have
gone to the Horde...

-My Prince, your brothers
would never go to the Horde.

It's your own flesh and blood.

That is a vile deed,
betraying one's own people,
the fellow Christians,

-to those cursed infidels...

-Why would you be
defending my brothers?

It's a girl!

-Grand Prince!

Your wife has birthed the
child before her time.

-I'll throttle you...

Do not fear Moscow.

There will be no w*r.

Today, desolation and
waste rule over Moscow.

The earth has quaked,
and the houses have fallen.

Their main church

has crumbled into
tiniest stones.

For now, Moscow
does not have money.

Moscow never has money.

But when they go to w*r,
they find it somewhere.

-And we shall find money too.

Novgorod is a free
city, after all!

- A free city!

And we are not alone!
Pskov is behind us.

Who does not know Prince Vasili
Vasilievich, of House Shuyskiy?

Here he is, look at him.

The people of Pskov, they
know how to go to w*r.

And they will help us.

Pskov is, of course, strong.

There are others
apart from Pskov.

This is Pan Przemyslaw.

Ambassador of Casimir,
Grand Duke of Lithuania
and King of Poland.

Look around, Pan.

The free people of
Novgorod wish to know

who will help them,

should they march
against Moscow.

I have here... a message...
from King Casimir...

to the free people of Novgorod.

If the people of Novgorod

stand up against the
Prince of Moscovia,

His Majesty Casimir,
Grand Duke of Lithuania
and King of Poland,

will support them

-with the entirety of
his military force.

-It's generous.

And what is the price
for such gracious aid?

Novgorod will be
freed from Moscow

and become a part of the
Grand Duchy of Lithuania!

And it's all because
we are free people!

-Free people!

Rebellion, Grand Prince.

In Novgorod.

m*rder and treason.

They gathered a square
full of people...

And decided to
reject your power,

and do without your guidance.

And pay taxes no longer.

And those who stood with you,
and against them, and your

scribes and service men that you
sent there from Moscow...

They k*lled them all,
right there in the square.

They trampled them
with their feet.

-Who started this?
-No-one deed.

They just called their veche
meeting... And right there
in the square...

dealt with them all...
fell upon them in a mob.

-Who spurred them on?

A mob cannot do without
someone spurring it on.

There is such a person.

Marfa Semyonovna.
The widow of Isaac Boretsky.

She is... the way they
call it... their ringleader.

She has raised the most ruckus.

"The Moscow law
is not our law..."

"And Grand Prince Ioann
is not our liege..."

-Oh, I know this Marfa!

She's the richest
widow in Novgorod.

That husband of hers,
Governor Boretsky

- he was k*lled.

-Fyodor Vasilievich,
find me the Oath Charter.

-Already done, Grand Prince.

Under the Oath Charter
of the Anno Mundi 6964,

drawn up in the
village of Yazhelbitsy,

the free people of
Novgorod solemnly promise:

to acknowledge the
sovereign power of
the Grand Prince of Moscow...

Signatures follow.

-Sire, allow me to
go to Novgorod!

-Settle down, will you!

You go, Fyodor Davydych.

Tell them my will.

-Make them give up Marfa,

and all those who have
slaughtered my men.

By their own volition.

-I shall do as you ask,
Ioann Vasilievich.

-They will not give her up.

They are afraid of her.

She has more spirit
in her than five men.

-Well, Fyodor Davydych will
hardly be afraid of a woman...

Women, Ioann Vasilievich,
they come in different kinds.

Sometimes it is not shameful
to be afraid of one.

-If you find them there,

pray tell them that it is not
yet too late to come back.

-Who is "them"?

-My brothers.

-I will.

-And you come back too.

Well, Sire, that is
not in my hands,

that is in God's hands.

Fine, enough! Enough!

See? Hear them yelling?

They have gotten the wind of
Boyar Khromyi coming in person.

Do you wish to go
outside to greet them?

-They still remember me.

They do. They remember you.

And that prince of yours, too -

They remember everyone who
came to rob our city.

I can see that.

You certainly lead your life
as if you've been robbed...

The Grand Prince of Moscow

has sent me to have a
word about your treason.

Do you know who k*lled
the Moscow boyars?

The people k*lled them.

The veche meeting.

They fell upon them,
and tore them apart.

If you wish to punish
someone, punish them all.

-The boyars were not mine.

They answered to the
Grand Prince of Moscow.

And if the Prince wills it,

all your people will
suffer for this.

Well, here he is. Here he is.

Khromyi! I remember you!

Bow down, Boyar.

Bow down to whom?

To the free people.

I see no free people here.

I see no one but
fools and drunks.

Seize him!

Seize him!

Wait!

Stop! You will only
make it worse...

There is no right in
k*lling ambassadors.

Oh, we will not k*ll him...
Not now.

Enough!

Stop this!

k*lling ambassadors is
forbidden, Marfa Semyonovna.

Greetings to you,
Prince Andrei Vasilievich.

Greetings to you as well,
Boris Vasilievich.

Greetings to you, Boyar.

I see that nobody here
wishes to talk to us.

No, they do not, boyar.

Novgorod follows
its own path now.

You had better turn back
and go to Moscow.

While you are still alive.

He tells the truth.

Go home, My Good Man,
lest the mob tear you apart.

And when you see your
Grand Prince Ioann,

show him this.

Good morning.

They say that we
might have a w*r?

They say that pigs might fly.

I know that Novgorod is
the city of commerce.

And people who do commerce
cherish their independence.

It is only by force that you
shall ever reclaim Novgorod.

Are you urging me to go to w*r?

No.

But if you do go to w*r,
I will know that you are right.

Sinora,

[speaking Italian]

You should use my language
when you speak to my wife.

Yes, Sire. Annushka
has fever again.

See how things fare
for you, Fyodor.

You hardly got here,
and now you need to return.

You, however, have made quite
a nest for yourself here,
Boris Vasilievich.

Well, where else would
my brother and I go?

Not to the Horde, surely.

You should go to Moscow.

To Ioann's cellar?

Ioann Vasilievich asked
me to tell you this:

it is not too late to go back.

Come with me, Boris Vasilievich.

Come with me now;

let Prince Andrei start
his rebellion alone.

I shall not leave Andrei.

-Do hurry, Fyodor Davydych.

King Casimir is coming here.

-Is he, really?

Well, we shall see who
will come in the end.

Could be King Casimir.

Could be someone else.

You cannot really guess ahead.

w*r is such a thing...

-Take care of our daughter.

Take care of yourself.

-And you take care of yourself.

For the sake of our family.

The people of Novgorod do
not wish to submit to the
Grand Prince of Moscow.

They want to serve
King Casimir of Lithuania!

So let us go to them and
teach them a lesson!

Hurrah!

Hurrah!

God is with us!

God is with us!

We left just in time.

-Did we really leave,
Andrei Vasilievich?

We fled.

We fled.
And now we shall have to spend
the rest of our life in hiding,

And now we shall have to spend
the rest of our life in hiding,

like lowly thieves.

-Well, you might have to.

Not me.

Do not falter, this is
merely the beginning.

-Novgorod is not alone in
suffering under Ioann.

We shall find even more allies.

-You are right, Brother.

Many more allies are eager to
help us slaughter each other.

So that they could move in
to rule over our lands.

Ah, I see you have already sided
with him, Boris Vasilievich.

Why not give your
domain away to Ioann,

and then bow before the
Grand Prince until your
brow begins to bleed...

The spite is breaking
you through, Brother.

But it's a poor adviser.

Does it? Well, give me your
own advice, please do...

Casimir's Castle

Is this w*r?

Yes, Your Majesty.

To gain victory over Ioann,

we need to strike
him from two ends.

King Casimir will
strike from the west.

And the Great Ahmed
Khan bin Küchük will
strike from the south.

We shall crush the Moscovites
like a rotten nut.

And you shall have Novgorod.

The Prince of Moscow intends to
wage w*r with Novgorod himself.

This w*r will weaken both sides,
whereupon I shall make my move.

So Novgorod is as good as mine.

Nothing shall be yours without
permission from Akhmed Khan.

With all due respect,
Muhammad Hajji,

I am not certain if I can agree.

So, what shall I tell my liege?

Am I to tell him that the
Grand Duke of Lithuania

is rebuffing our alliance?

We have known each other
for many years now.

Can you seriously believe
I could have rebuffed
the Great Khan?

But w*r is an
expensive business.

And I shall not muster
enough troops for two wars.

Would the Great Khan perhaps
consider helping me take
Novgorod right now?

His Horde is numberless.

The Great Khan needs time
to rally the loyal kin.

And there you have it.

I need time as well.

All of us are the
slavers of time.

So, again, what shall
I tell the Great Khan?

Tell the Great Khan

that it is a tremendous
honor to be his ally.

Tell the Great Khan
that I agree.

Letter for Prince Shuyskiy!

News from the Lithuania
border, My Prince.

Good news!

-Peace be with you, Prince.

When shall we go to battle? We
are too tired of sitting here.

-Do not be in such
a hurry to die;

mayhap you will not be needed.

The Duke of Lithuania
is now encroaching on
Moscow from the back.

-We had better not sit
here longer than winter;

else my wifey will
start missing me.

-Oh, she won't, and if she does,

she'll give you a
warmer welcome.

They say Moscow's gone mad...

devastating the lands worse
than them at the Horde.

We'll fight 'em back.

Go on, go on,

ain't right for us
to be walking here.

Ioann Vasilievich,

we can strike them tomorrow.

If we advance from three
directions at once,

we will break through
somewhere at least. Mmm?

We will not be
advancing anywhere.

Why linger, Sire?

During w*r time, the
fastest is the luckiest.

Let us lay siege.

We'll cut off all the roads.

Drag all the ships that
will come to them ashore,

and turn them to our use.

Before long, they
will go starving.

And the sight of bread
makes the wildest dogs tame.

Ioann Vasilievich, what siege?

This is Novgorod.

With the grub that they have,

we shall have to
wait till winter.

In a hurry to go home,
are you, Fyodor Davydych?

Or maybe you forgot
how to wage w*r?

-Is the Grand Prince
in good health?

-Oh, yes.

But he will not be coming
back for a while.

-What have you done,
with your stupid w*r!

My sweet child...

-My sweet Ulyana,
God will see us through.

I cannot keep the walls manned
with three hundred warriors.

There are fights
flaring every day.

Casimir lied to us.

He promised to help but did not.

You should not think this way.

Counting, eh?

Oh, I did count.

There are twenty days on
horseback from Grodno to here.

If Casimir were willing,
he would have travelled
here thrice over.

Casimir will come.

And if he does not, we will
fend just fine for ourselves.

-How to?

How will we fend for ourselves?

I have given you all my men;
they have nothing left to eat.

They have no food to
give their children!

We are the free
city of Novgorod.

I live for my free people, and
I shall die for my free people.

And you, Vasili Vasilievich,

instead of wailing
like a scared wench,

get your men in order.

And if you are tired
of fighting, we are
not keeping you.

If w*r makes you weary,
go ahead, go home,

curl up in front of a hearth.

Does this mean you do
not need me any more?

Just so.

For the Lord's sake,
Grand Prince, I beg of you.

Spare Novgorod.

Grant these traitors
your forgiveness.

You are the Prince of
Pskov, aren't you?

What do you have
to gain from this?

Novgorod is my neighbor.

I want it to be spared. Please.

If you show mercy, both
Pskov and Novgorod shall
swear loyalty to you.

What makes you think
I believe you?

I did not come to
you empty-handed.

Bring her in!

Marfa Semyonovna Boretskaya.

People say that you
do not fear anything.

I fear God alone.

And all that I do
is to serve Him.

And now I will show
you how to serve me.

I will spare your city.

And it will obey my will.

You will not change anything,
Ioann Vasilievich.

You cannot take free
will away from people.

And my people shall be free

as long as the great
bell summons the veche
to the main square.

The Grand Prince is here!

Come and see!

Come and see!

See? I have brought you a gift.

I do see, Ioann Vasilievich.

Long live Grand Prince Ioann!

Why is my wife not greeting me?

She has not come outside
for a long, long time.

Ever since we
buried your daughter.

...He should have brought
pretty wenches...

-We have done a great deed.

The Novgorod Freemen is over.

It has recognized the power
of the Moscow throne.

The people of Novgorod
are now our friends.

What's your name?

-Denis.

I'm a scribe at the estate.

And who would you be?

-Alexei, son of Stepan.

We are foes no more.

And the people of Novgorod
shall live among us.

And serve the domain of
Moscow, as we do serve it.

I ask that you show them love
as though they were your kin.

Read this.

Should any of the
men in my service

build a homestead in Novgorod,

the Grand Prince of Moscow
shall grant him a special boon:

fifty silver rubles.

The Moscow treasury

now has enough silver to mint
some five hundred silver coins,

like this.

Do we have your permission?

You do.

You shall receive
orders from Kuritsyn.

Thank you, my Prince.

Hold a moment, Fryazin.

My wife is grieving.

She refuses to eat, has
not spoken to anyone
for a month now.

You were the one who
brought her from Rome,

who taught her our tongue,

You know how people
are in Italy.

Would you tell me what to do?

I am from Bologna.
She is from Greece.

I have nothing to
tell you, Sire.

And furthermore,

every woman grieves
in a different way.

When grief is strong, even the
smallest joy seems great.

What might bring joy
to the princess?

Books. Give her the books.

Has she been reading?

No, Sire. Not a single one.

Annushka!

Do not cry for me, Mother.

My heart bleeds with
pain and longing.

God will heal all
your pain, Mother.

How can He heal me,

when my only joy
is to be with you.

You can be with me.

In my dreams?

No. At the temple.

You are singing.

No.

Annushka came to
me in my dreams.

I spoke to her.

And she laughed.

She is free of sin,
her soul is in paradise.

She said that I might
see her at the Temple.

I saw that Temple...

An enormous
Orthodox Cathedral...

So beautiful

that all the children's
souls are drawn to it...

And where was that temple?

I do not know.

It's not located in some
place, nor in some city.

It is just here, in my head.

It means it can be
built, doesn't it?

You will let me build a temple?

Yes, I will.

Hm, aren't you afraid
of trusting me on this?

I will trust you on this after
you would eat at least anything.

We will be bringing stone
from beyond Moscow

on the sleds all summer.

We would need to pick
up the bricks left over

from the old ruined church.

And we need to make
some new ones too...

and...

Are you in good health,
Sophia Fominishna?

I am, Your Grace.

We... Came to ask you...

Please halt the
work, Your Grace.

Allow us to make
some changes here.

I will hire Italian masters.

The best that there are.

Italians?

Are Russians not good enough?

The laws of beauty are
the same for all peoples.

Is that hubris speaking within
you, Sophia Fominishna?

The Apostles listened to
our Lord Jesus in caves.

And we are to build a temple
following the all the rules,

in the image of the
Ascension Cathedral in Vladimir.

Everything will follow
he church canon.

Did I not promise
a temple to you?

You did not promise it to me,
you promised it to everyone.

-So bless it.

As for them being the Romans...

Well.

Knowing their craft
is all that matters.

A bird is known by its flight,
a man is known by his work.

I will think on it.

Rome

Call for him.

You have been entrusted
with a special mission.

Go to Moscovia with
the architect Fioravanti.

Your Sister Zoe

has betrayed the interests
of the True Church.

I hope you will
be more grateful.

Do you remember how you promised

to take revenge
upon the Paleologues?

But Andreas is missing,
and Zoe is in Moscovia.

He is already found.

The Pope is sending him to
Moscovia with the architects.

-To Moscovia?

Keep your promise.

-Do I have to go to Moscovia?

And I shall reward
you handsomely.