Anna Karenina

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(Train whistle )

(Guard) All aboard!

(Engines hissing, people chattering)

(Whistle )

Come on, clear the way here, clear the way.

(Engine chuffing)

(Guard calls out)

(Engines hissing and chuffing)

Hello there!

- Vronsky Vronsky

- Ah. Good morning.

Ah, you can't hear yourself speak

with this blasted noise.

Well, what brings your lordship out so early?

My mother, on the Petersburg train.

And you?

The same, a woman.

Ha-hai Honi soit qui mal y pense.

lt's my sister, Anna.

- Anna Karenina.

- Oh, yes, of course.

- You know her husband, the minister.

- Oh, by name.

Well, he's famous.

Yes, he's bursting with brains

- and cold as a pickled carp.

- Not my line.

Yes, he gives me the shivers.

So does this blasted cold.

- What time's the train due in?

- 7:
15, and she's late.

Yes, and they'll be frozen. There's not a single

coach with the heaters working, so they tell me.

l've only just got up. How about some tea?

- Haven't been to bed yet.

- Oh, good for you.

Still that little diva from the opera?

- No, she's gone back to Milan.

- Oh, my sympathies.

Well, we must celebrate!

How about a banquet?

- The Angleterre!

- No, the Hermitage. l owe them more money.

l say, what about Kitty? Isn't it all fixed up

between you and my pretty sister-in-law?

Not so loud, Stiva.

And you're the one who poked fun at husbands.

Oh, but you're right, it's a ghastly business.

Ah. Well, the train's been signaled.

- What is a ghastly business?

- Marriage, dear boy.

- Don't let me put you off, but...

- Ah! Stiva.

- Have you been on a spree again?

- No, no, nothing of the kind!

l swear it on the heads of my five children.

A spot of bother with a governess.

Stiva, Stiva...

You can shake your head, old man -

you're a bachelor, you've got a pretty uniform.

- Me, l'm desperate.

- What, as bad as that?

Oh, we manage to keep up appearances,

thank the Lord,

but l have to camp out on the sofa.

Dolly's chased me out of the bedroom.

And why? Nothing! A little piece of foolishness

with a schoolmistress, l ask you, from Paris.

Yes. But when she said,

''Monsieur le Prince Oblonsky, mon amour,''

- well, how could l resist it?

- (Engine chuffing)

ls that the train?

No. Some shunter.

Well, Dolly got to know, the Lord knows how,

then bang, lightning, house upside down,

children running wild,

French girl sacked, and the English governess

for good measure.

And old Patrona asking me

to pray for forgiveness.

Now, what do you think of that?

- Cigar?

- No.

- (Whistle )

- l've implored Anna to help me out.

- Have courage, she will.

- Yes, she's the soul of virtue,

but she understands.

The worst of it is, we're receiving

the Grand Duke tomorrow.

- You're coming, by the way.

- Yes, but...

But nothing, dear boy.

Mind you, l'm desperate.

l love Dolly, but she takes things

to heart so much.

She... (Sighs )

Oh, well.

(Stationmaster) Express train

from St. Petersburg arriving platform six.

Stand back, stand back, please.

Express train from St. Petersburg.

- Stiva, you're on the wrong platform.

- Oh, Lord!

Masha, Masha, the yellow valise.

- (Guard) Moscow! Moscow!

- Well, thank heaven we've arrived.

And the pillows.

Oh, you're dropping everything.

And the samovar.

l am dying for a glass of tea.

Well, take the things onto the platform, stupid.

Find a porter.

Now, don't move.

Masha will see to all the luggage.

Oh, what an unbearable journey.

But you charmed the hours away,

absolutely charmed them away.

- Mother!

- Alexis!

- Oh, my dear! (She chuckles )

- Steady.

There, dear.

Well, you got my telegram at least.

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