-What?
What happened? Has it begun?
Yes, if you please.
My master left a horse for you.
All the gentlemen have gone
and General Kutuzov left an hour ago.
Why didn't you wake me?
My master said to let you sleep, Your Excellency.
Excuse me.
I beg your pardon.
Excuse me. Excuse me, I beg your pardon.
Who's that?
You, sir!
Count Bezukhov at your service, Your Grace.
Anything I can do to help?
l-l-l should like to get in the thick of it.
Oh. Would you now?
All right, show him the way.
God, be with you, my boy.
Follow me.
Sir?
Sir, you shouldn't be here. It's too dangerous.
It's all right. I won't get in the way.
Let me, let me know if there's anything I can do.
Are you not scared, master?
No, I don't seem to be, are you?
When you could have your guts spilled at any minute?
Of course I'm scared.
We're getting cut to pieces.
Nothing to do but endure.
-Courage, lads!
Colonel. It is my duty to report only eight charges left.
-Do we continue firing? -Yes, of course.
You, run to the ammunition cart, get the reserves.
I'll go. I'm strong.
This is no place for you, master.
No. I'll help you carry them.
Here they are, master.
Sir, the ammunition boxes got blown up.
Help me! Brother!
Help me. Help me.
Sire, Marshal Murat's compliments,
reinforcements are necessary.
Reinforcement? We're already two to one.
Marshal Murat says one more division would finish the job.
Sire, the Russians are attacking our left flank.
We can't hold them.
-Sire, the Imperial Guard? -No.
I'm not going to risk losing the Imperial Guard on this shambles.
Order the army to withdraw and regroup.
Meanwhile, keep up with the bombardments.
There's more than one way to skin a cat.
Look at that dog.
The things you see in a war.
-Look out!
Get down, sir.
Get down!
All right, Your Excellency.
It's a bad one but we'll do our best.
Show it to me.
There you are, sir.
Anatole?
-Anatole Kuragin. - Bolkonsky.
Bolkonsky, have pity. Look what they've done to me.
Gentlemen, we have endured
everything the enemy could throw at us
and have driven them off.
Napoleon has suffered a mortal wound
from which he will not recover.
The spirit of his army has been broken.
And now?
Do we go on the offensive?
No.
We retreat.
We lost half our army at Borodino.
Let us not lose the other half.
Abandon Moscow?
Abandon Russia's sacred capital without a fight?
Thieves! Stop.
Thieves, stop!
That's mine!
Put all the silver in that one.
Everyone's leaving.
They're looting the shops and fighting in the street.
We have to leave now.
Now, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
There is plenty of time.
There's all sorts of rumors flying around,
but the Governor can't risk...
People are saying he's left as well.
What's happening?
Papa, we have to leave.
Why do we always leave everything till it's too late?
Don't you understand? The French are coming now.
Oh, what is to become of us?
It's all going to be fine, darling.
- -Can I help? What do you want me to do?
No, no, don't touch that.
And redress those wounds.
-Particularly yours... -Excuse me.
Sorry, where have you come from?
-Borodino. -Is there any way we can help?
Well, food and water, if you have any.
Of course. Um...
The wounded, who can't walk,
wouldn't it be better if they were brought in?
We have plenty of room.
-Would it be permitted? -You're very kind.
Forgive me, Your Excellency, are you permitted?
Should you not ask your father?
It's all right, he'll say yes. I know he will.
Have them brought in.
Thank you.
Onward, bring the horses inside.
Bring the wounded inside.
I don't know what to take and what to leave.
You should pack for Nikolai, too.
I wish he was here to say what he needs.
Oh, I think he has what he needs already.
Sonya, you know he loves you.
Yes, but what does that matter?
I can't imagine Nikolai loving anybody else.
-Mmm. -Anyway, if anyone's going to be an old maid,
it will be me.
No one will want me after my disgrace.
You're still my friend, though, aren't you, Sonya?
I know I said some awful things to you at that terrible time.
Yes, of course I'm still your friend.
Then I'm happy.
You and Pierre, that's enough.
I do wonder what happened to Pierre.
Do you think we will ever see him again?
Oh, I can't imagine not.
No.
How could I?
Oh, Sonya...
What's going to happen to those poor, wounded soldiers
when the French get here?
The French are not barbarians.
Well, perhaps we could take one or two of them with us.
We can make space. I'm... I'm going to ask Papa.
I won't allow it!
Really, Ilya.
You've brought us to the point where
we're not getting anything for our house
and now you want us to give up all our possessions?
All our children's inheritance?
But if we can care for
two or three of these poor fellows, Natalya...
It isn't our business to care for them.
It's the government's business to care for them.
The government's gone, my dear.
Oh, so you want us to abandon
all our family treasures to the French
just to make room in the carriages for soldiers?
No. No!
This is beyond your usual foolishness,
this is, this is madness!
Mama, please. It's not abandoning everything,
it's just things we wouldn't care about...
These are our things!
Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
Do what you will.
Ruin us!
I give up.
Take a last look at the old house.
Who knows when we'll return to it.
Never, no doubt.
Ah, I'm not so sure.
Things have a way of turning out for the best
just when you least expect it.
Ugh, your blind optimism never ceases to amaze me.
At last, Moscow.
Here she lies in all her beauty.
Wide open to us.
With one word from me, she could be destroyed forever.
But I will spare her, and more than that,
I will bring herjustice
and show her the meaning of true civilization.
I will be merciful with her former rulers.
I will say to them, "I come in peace.
"Your happiness is as precious to me
as that of all my subjects."
This is the dawn of a new age in Russia.
Extraordinary.
It's appalling.
I can't look.
Wait.
Wait, stop, isn't that Pierre?
Please stop the carriage!
Miss, we can't stop here.
Pierre!
What are you doing? Why are you dressed like that?
You don't look yourself.
Come with us. You can't stay in Moscow.
-Yes, I'm afraid I have to. -Why?
There's something I have to do, something terrible.
What?
Kill Napoleon.
Pierre!
What's the hurry?
The French are here. They're in the city.
Who the hell are you?
Who the hell are you, monsieur?
I'm Count Pierre Bezukhov. I own this house.
Ah.
I must inform you that your house has been commandeered
in the name of the French Army.
Has it, by God?
We are both gentlemen, monsieur.
I'm weary of war.
And hungry for a little civilized conversation.
Come, sit.
And drink a bottle or two with me.
Oh, what the hell.
Capitaine Rambal.
ls Napoleon himself in the city here?
Certainement.
He will be addressing the populace tomorrow evening
from the steps of the Kremlin Palace.
He's there now.
Tell me, Count,
have all the women left Moscow?
-I believe so. -Ah...
All those who had the means to.
Dommage.
I love women.
Women have been my life.
And I can tell you have known women, too.
Eh?
Just a month ago,
I had the honor to save the life of a Polish Hussar.
And you know what?
He insisted on offering his wife to me.
A very affectionate little thing she was.
She wanted to run away with me, you know?
But when I'd had my fill, I return her to her husband.
"Monsieur, " I said to him.
"I saved your life, and now I will save your honor."
I must confess, I'm a romantic.
And I can tell you are the same, my friend.
No.
No, not quite the same.
I have a different view of love from yours
and a different experience of it.
Of course, I've known women,
many of them, I'm ashamed to say.
But I have only truly loved one woman in all my life.
Hmm. And she can never belong to me.
What's this place called?
Mytishchi, I think they said.
Oh, Mytishchi, yes.
I hope we get further, though.
Started out so late.
Sonya, come with me.
Careful. Please let me help you.
-We'll do all that we can.
May I help here?
Is he very badly wounded?
Yes, he should have a room to himself.
If that's possible, miss.
-He's quite an important person. -Well.
-Oh. -Take the light there.
Yes, I'll... I'll tell the mistress right away.
He'll have every care possible.
Look there, Your Excellency. Back there.
That's fire.
Moscow is burning.
-Careful now.
Oh, Moscow.
Never mind, Excellency. They will put it out.
No fear.
But who's left to put it out?
Poor Moscow.
Our dear mother.
Please! Please!
Help me, for the love of God, my little girl.
My youngest, she got left behind. She'll be all burnt up.
-Where did you leave her? -She's in there, God help her.
Come with me!
You can get in round the side, please.
-Hurry, Hurry... -Wait here.
Help! A little girl, have you seen her?
Oh, good.
It's all right. It's okay, I've got you.
-Hey, it's all right.
It's okay.
It's all right.
Where's your mother gone?
The soldiers moved them on. They're that way, sir.
Here. Leave her alone!
Come on, then! I'll fight you all!
No!
I think all of Moscow will burn down, Sonya.
Oh, it's such a terrible glow.
Natasha.
Your mother told me not to say anything,
but I think you should know.
Know what?
Prince Andrei is here.
In this... In this house?
He's in the back room. He is very badly wounded.
Too badly to see anyone, they said.
Is that him?
No, no. That's the other one.
He lies very quiet.
Tasha?
You'll catch a chill over there.
Come and lie in bed with me.
No, I'm all right, Mama.
I'll sleep over here on the floor.
-Hey, miss, you can't be here. -No, let her stay.
It's really you.
Forgive me.
I'm so sorry, forgive me.
For what?
For what I did.
Natasha.
I love you.
You can't love me.
I love you more.
Better than I did before.
I was in the wrong.
It's for you to forgive me.
-Hi -I had thought you left.
Came to tell you that I've heard your brother is alive.
He's being cared for by my family.
They'll be traveling to Yaroslavl.
They had to flee from Moscow.
Thank God.
Your father... I must bring Nikolushka to see his father.
Yes, of course.
I would escort you,
but I am already late to join my regiment.
No, no, don't be silly.
Nothing ever happens exactly as one would wish, but...
I understand.
Bye, Nikolai.
Stay safe.
Say bye.
Where's Natasha?
She's not still with that man?
She won't leave his side.
Well, tell her to come and make ready, we have to move on.
She says that Prince Andrei
isn't well enough to be moved yet.
Ilya, what are we to do? Should we move on?
Or is it safe to wait a day or two?
Uh...
Hard to say, uh...
I'll leave it to you, my dear.
I'm just going to step out for a breath of fresh air.
See the goats, you know.
Oh, my God. What are we going to do?
This has...
broken him.
You know we are ruined, don't you?
We have nothing left.
Nothing at all.
Everything now depends on Nikolai.
Everything.
You understand me?
Yes, Countess, I understand you.
Presentez armes!
En joue!
-Feu!
Enjoue.
-Feu!
Non, non, non.
En joue.
-Feu!
Everything is simple, really.
The world...
The world wants us to love it.
And it's not hard, it's easy.
I heard this little whispering voice,
sort of little whispering music.
I realized it was a fly in the room.
And it wanted me to love it.
And I did love it.
And I saw that one can love everything.
Don't talk too much, you'll tire yourself.
Am I talking nonsense?
I've been delirious, you know.
But I want...
I want you to know that I...
I'm happy.
I saw him at the hospital.
Who, who did you see?
Anatole Kuragin.
My enemy.
He was hurt and...
I was hurt, and he looked at me,
and I found that I loved him, too.
He's not so bad.
He can't help it, being like that.
And I'm the one to blame.
It was cruel of me to leave you.
It was cruel of me to break it off with you. I see that now.
No, please, don't talk like that.
As if I were a child.
As if I had no responsibility for what I did.
I was wrong. And I was foolish.
And I didn't think of you or how I was hurting you.
I behaved badly.
And nothing can change that. Nothing can make it right.
But we can forgive each other, can't we?
We can still love each other.
Now that it's all too late.
But it isn't. It isn't too late.
It's so strange.
I was thinking,
"If she could be here,
"I could tell her." And here you are.
And I won't leave you. I'll never leave you.
"My dear Sonya. "
-Ugh... Lord.
Did I ask you to barge in?
Sorry, Your Excellency, but this letter...
All right, give it here.
My dearest Nikolai, I'm writing to tell you
that I release you from our engagement.
Oh, thank you, God.
I know that your family
wish you to marry Princess Bolkonska ya,
that your family's welfare depends upon it.
So lbeg you to consider yourself free.
But to know that despite everything,
no one could ever love you more than...
Your Sonya.
Sonya!
Sonya, we have to leave!
I say now is the time to attack Napoleon.
While his divisions are scattered across the city
and his soldiers are preoccupied with arresting Iooters.
Those who are not looting themselves.
We could retake Moscow and secure a famous victory.
No.
We do nothing.
Time and patience.
Napoleon will never survive the Russian winter.
In a little while, he will abandon Moscow
because he has no means of supplying his army.
Then when he is retreating,
we will attack.
Consider the advantage of fighting on our own ground.
Meeting concluded, gentlemen.
This is beyond reason.
They refuse to fight,
yet they don't surrender and make terms.
What sort of men are they?
That they would burn their beloved city to the ground
rather than accept my generous settlement.
Are they savages?
Do they want to go back to the Dark Ages?
I expected better of them.
I am disappointed!
Sire.
Yes, what?
What with the disruption and the fires,
we shall soon find we are running out
of essential provisions.
And you think I don't know that?
I shall be glad to receive your solutions
to these problems by noon today.
Dear Petya says he's enjoying army life.
And he hopes very much to see some real fighting soon.
-I don't understand, my dear.
It's from Petya.
-Where? -Oh.
Oh, yes, I see.
Someone's coming.
It's Princess Marya.
And the little boy, Prince Andrei's son.
Come on.
Ah! Mon enfant.
Oh, this must be his boy.
Princess, you're very welcome, very welcome...
A sad occasion...
Forgive me, but he is here?
May I see him?
But of course. Uh...
Why-Why don't you sit down?
No, no, no. If you please, I'd like to see him straight away.
Sit down, and we'll ring for tea.
There's no hurry, really. No hurry.
I'll take you to him. Come.
-How is he? -You'll see.
We were very hopeful, but there was a...
change, two days ago.
You'll see.
Oh, Marya.
And Nikolushka, too.
How are you now? Your health, I mean.
Whereas for that, you have to ask the doctor.
Thank you for coming.
So...
Here we are, all together.
Isn't it odd, this one taking care of me?
No, Marya.
No crying here.
Let Nikolushka kiss me, and then take him away.
I'm tired.
Hmm.
So like your mother.
Be happy, Nikolushka.
Hmm? Make me proud of you.
I know you will.
Come on.
Wait, Marya.
Let him have your icon to remember me by.
No, Andrei, don't say that.
Do as I say. Please.
Thank you.
Hey, come on.
Oh, Marya.
He's leaving us.
Is it over?
He's cold already.
Has he gone?
Where is he now?