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1、THE LAST STATIONBased on the Novel byJan PariniScreenplay byMichael HoffmanAll happy families are the same. Each unhappy family isunhappy in its own way.Leo Tolstoy- Anna Karenina1 EXT. COUNTRYSIDE. DAY. 1High angle of the steam train travelling through a wideriver valley. The stack belching smoke a

2、gainst the Russiansky.2 INT. SECOND CLASS CARRIAGE. COUNTRY SIDE. DAY. 2Leo Tolstoy (80), sits writing on his lapboard. He is quitesimply the greatest living writer in the world. Hisdevotion to pacifism, his rejection of the trappings ofOrthodoxy in favor of a simple Christian lifestyle convincemany

3、 to regard him as a living saint. With him are his muchyounger wife, the COUNTESS SOFYA, favorite daughter SASHA,and his personal physician DUSHAN MAKOVITSKY. Sasha andDushan write in their diaries. Sofya looks from one to thenext a little impatient. The train begins to slow.SOFYAWhy are we slowing

4、down?No one responds. Slower. Slower.SOFYAWere stopping. Why are westopping?SASHAI dont know, mother. No idea.Tolstoy look up from his work, asks a passing conductor.SOFYAExcuse me, why has the trainstopped?CONDUCTORIts the crowd, mam, the people.Theyre blocking the track.In the distance we can here

5、 voices.VOICES (O.S.)Long live Tolstoy! Long live theold warrior!SOFYABut if they block the track, thetrain cant go.YOU HAVE TO MAKETHEM MOVE.The conductor shrugs, walks away. She goes to the window toinvestigate. A crowd of a hundred peasants, studentssurround the engine, block the track. They carr

6、y a hugecloth banner honoring Tolstoy. We can hear voices chanting“Tolstoy. Tolstoy. Tolstoy”, voices crying “You are thetruth.” “You are the hope of the Russian people.”SOFYAOh, they wont move. We aregonna die here. Leo, Leo, go andsay something to them. Its theonly way we are gonna get out ofhere.

7、The chanting grows in intensity. Tolstoy gets to his feet,walks to the window, shows himself to the crowd. A greatshout goes up. Tolstoy lifts his hand for silence.Gradually, it comes.TOLSTOYI have seen your banner. And I´veheard what you say. You think I´mthe hope of Russia, do you? Well,

8、that´s not true. You are the hopeof Russia. The hope of all theworld. You say, you want a newway to live? Well, you are notgonna find it making a fuss overme. So, I suggest that you get onwith your work and let a poor oldmen get on with his.The cries begin. “Clear the tracks. Let them pass. Let

9、 themgo.” Tolstoy closes the door and waves to the crowd as thetrain pulls away.3 EXT. COUNTRYSIDE. DAY. 3On the chanting crowd now as the train pulls away. Wefocus on a handsome young man, a little stiff maybe, alittle intellectual. This is VALENTIN FEDOROVITCHBULGAKOV. He cant contain his enthusia

10、sm. Over the noiseof the train.VALENTINDo you know who that is? That isthe greatest man in the world.The train pulls away into the distance.TITLE OVER BLACK: SPRING 19104 EXT. YASNAYA POLYANA. DAWN. 4The ancestral home of the Tolstoy family in the firstbudding of spring.2.Muzhiks (peasants) gather w

11、ood, carry water to the house. Acart arrives loaded down with mail bags.5 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. SOFYAS BEDROOM. DAY. 5A handsome room, walls covered with generations of familyphotographs. Religious icons are given pride of place, atestament, not to piety, but to an ingrained socialconservatism, a ce

12、rtain position in the world.Countess Sofya mumbles her morning prayers before a makeshift altar. Wiping away tears, she leaves the room.5A INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. ENTRY/STAIR. DAY. 5ASofya walks down the stairs and through the entry passed anold servant asleep in a chair. She continues to thebasement.

13、6 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. TOLSTOYS BEDROOM/STUDY. DAY. 6Tolstoy has moved himself out of the refined upper floorsinto a simple vaulted room he uses as both bedroom andstudy. The walls are bare except for a portrait of hisdaughter. The furniture is simple, some of it hand made: asmall bed against the w

14、all, a little writing desk in onecorner stacked with books, littered with papers, more mail,opened and unopened. Pairs of rude homemade shoes line awork bench.Tolstoy sleeps in his bed. Though its late March andstill cold, the window is open. Sofya closes it. Shestands very still, watching Tolstoy s

15、leep. Sitting on thebed, she gently touches his hand, whispers.SOFYADarling.She lies next to him, something girlish, hopeful in herface, as if waiting for him to wake up and adore her, buthe sleeps on. She carefully takes his arm, positions itunder her neck, and rolling toward him, wraps it aroundhe

16、r. The image of loves intimacy, of wedded bliss.His hand slips off her shoulder, once, twice. She movesawkwardly to replace it. He moves a little toward her. Shekisses his neck, his cheek. We dont know if hes awake,but even this shadow of intimacy penetrates her soul.7 OMITTED 73.8 INT. MOSCOW. STUD

17、Y. DAY. 8A handsome study in the Moscow townhouse of VLADIMIRGRIGOREVICH CHERTKOV, Tolstoys most articulate anddedicated disciple. Hes interviewing Tolstoys newlyappointed secretary, VALENTIN BULGAKOV, the young man wemet near the train, who, at the mention of sex, blushes alittle.CHERTKOVBut sex. Y

18、ou are twenty three.Not an easy age for abstinence,is it?VALENTINTolstoy does not approve ofsexual relations. I know this.CHERTKOVHe despises them, in fact.Chertkov reaches for a small tin of moustache wax.CHERTKOVI don't want to belabor thepoint, but I arranged for amanservant last year whoproc

19、eeded to ruin two housemaidsjust like that. He was veryupset.VALENTINThis would not be a problem. Imcelibate. Im also a strictvegetarian.Chertkov nods his approval, begins to worry his moustache.CHERTKOVYes, Ive heard many good thingsabout you. Ive even read whatyouve written. So has he.Valentins fa

20、ce flushes with pride. Chertkov steals aglance at his reflection in the glass bookcase. One side ofhis moustache droops a little. He tugs awkwardly at it.CHERTKOVMy dear boy, if you were tobecome Tolstoys privatesecretary, you would be given agreat gift. Youll be with himevery day, eat together, wal

21、k inthe forest by his side.Its difficult to contain himself.4.VALENTINBelieve me, since becoming aTolstoyan, I have become so eagerto learn, so comitted todiscussing ideas, improving myvery soul.CHERTKOV(smiling)Well, we have a lot to do if weare to get his work to thepeople.VALENTINWe?They both lau

22、gh.CHERTKOVYes, we. If we can encourage thespread of passiveresistance.just think of itValentin thousands of ordinaryRussians casting off centuries ofspiritual and politicaloppression-VALENTINIn the name of truth and freedom.CHERTKOVTruth and freedom, yes but still,my boy, there are so many enemies-

23、VALENTINEnemies?Chertkov walks to the window, signals Valentin to followhim. He points toTWO MEN IN PLAINCLOTHES standing in the street below.CHERTKOVThe Czars police.Youll befollowed when you leavehere.and the church will stopat nothing to bring him back intothe fold. His children cant betrusted. o

24、nly Sasha. and thenof course there is theCountess.(beat)Well, one doesnt like to comebetween married people whateverthe circumstances, but her doggedattachment to private property,her public criticism of ourmovement.5.(MORE)(beat)The point is, he needs a man ofyour intellectual gifts aroundhim. Some

25、one who can help himwith the new work. Someone whounderstands his goals.Chertkov returns to the desk.CHERTKOVAnd although theyve allowed meto return to Russia, I cant seehim. They keep me under housearrest. They might as well keepme in a cage.Clearly upset, Chertkov pauses to get control of himself.

26、He picks up a package, hands it to Valentin.CHERTKOVSo, I need you to put theseletters directly into his hands.One can't be sure what getsthrough to him.Valentin looks at him, quizzical.CHERTKOVSofya Andreyevna does not respecthis privacy.VALENTINShe wouldnt open his privatecorrespondence.Chertk

27、ov raises an eyebrow. An ominous silence.CHERTKOVI have another task for you, mydear.VALENTINPlease.CHERTKOVYoull keep a diary for me.He hands Valentin a notebook.CHERTKOVI need to know everything thatgoes on at Yasnaya Polyana. Letme know who visits the house, anytalk of the copyright to hiswork, a

28、ny contact with thechurch, what letters come and go.(beat)Anything Sofya Andreyevna says.6.CHERTKOV (cont'd)VALENTINAnything?CHERTKOVShes very, very dangerous.9 EXT. MOSCOW. DOORWAY/STREET. EVENING. 9Chertkov kisses Valentin delicately on both cheeks andushers him into the dying light.CHERTKOVGo

29、dspeed, my boy.Valentin makes his way to the droshky that awaits him.CHERTKOVAnd remember what I said.He turns back to the dark figure in the doorway.CHERTKOVWrite everything down! Go!10 EXT. YASNAYA POLYANA. GROUNDS. MORNING. 10SOFYA. Black and white film of her being handed thenewspapers at the st

30、ep. She looks up at the camera,irritated by its presence.CUTTING OUT TO COLOR we see a cinematographer on the lawncranking away at his camera. She goes into the house.11 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. TOLSTOYS BEDROOM/STUDY. MORNING. 11Where Tolstoy, awake and dressed, sits on his bed, pen inhand, writing in

31、 his diary. Dushan sits next to him, takinghis pulse.TOLSTOYNothings working. Hand me myother boot, my friend, will you?DUSHANLet me finish.TOLSTOYIt doesnt matter. If my hearthad stopped beating, Id still goriding today.DUSHANYour pulse is myresponsibility.7.(MORE)and if you must ride, I insistyou

32、wear a coat. Even the sun iscold today.He puts Tolstoys arm down and hands him his riding boot.Sofya comes ranting into the room carrying several Russianand international dailies.SOFYAThis is impossible! It really is!These people are parasites!Look.(reading)“Countess Tolstoy has becomeestranged from

33、 her husband. Theybarely speak.”She throws the paper on the floor.SOFYAYou know who spreads all thisrubbish.She opens another paper, a French daily.SOFYACest la meme en France. Theygossip about us in Paris. “Theydo not share a similar view ofeither religion or politics.”Incroyable!TOLSTOY(smiling)Pe

34、ut-etre. You think thatsinaccurate?SOFYAI think its none of the worldsbusiness.She looks at Dushan who is transcribing every word into hisdiary. He does it with all the masters conversations.SOFYAWhat are you doing? Dont dothat.TOLSTOY(smiling)Dushan Petrovich, yourescribbling again?Tolstoy moves wi

35、th energy and purpose toward the door.SOFYADarling, where are you going?8.DUSHAN (cont'd)TOLSTOYRiding with Sasha. Dont expectus for lunch.Something strikes him. He walks to his desk, picks up hispen and quickly writes a sentence on a scrap of paper.SOFYALeovochka, why do you insist ondressing l

36、ike that.TOLSTOYWhat do you mean?SOFYALike the man who looks after thesheep.TOLSTOYIts not meant to offend you.SOFYABut it does offend me, because itoffends reason. Youre a Count,for Gods sake.He puts his pen down, goes to her, kisses her gently on theforehead and leaves the room.SOFYAOh darling, I

37、have something elseto say.TOLSTOY (O.S.)I doubt it not, my dear.DUSHANHes forgotten his coat.He runs after him, tripping over the long fur garment.DUSHAN (O.S.)Count Tolstoy, youve forgottenyour coat.Meanwhile Sofya notices a photographic portrait of Chertkovon the wall. She takes it down and tosses

38、 it in thecorner.12 EXT. YASNAYA POLYANA. GROUNDS. DAY. 12As Tolstoy appears on the porch, we hear the WHIR ofcameras. A crowd of photographers, film cameramen,journalists, and disciples try to catch a glimpse of themaster. Dushan steps in front of him.9.DUSHANLet him walk. Let him walk.JOURNALISTCo

39、unt Tolstoy, youre no doubtdistressed by the Czarstreatment of your secretaryNikolai Gusev ?TOLSTOYThese people are bandits.DUSHANI said, let him walk.TOLSTOYThey come into my house andarrest a man whose only crime isto express a view of life sanerthan that which prevails.JOURNALISTSo Gusev is innoc

40、ent?TOLSTOY(nods)Of course, Im the guilty one. Ireject the Orthodox church. Icondemn the established order andI make no secret of it.A young peasant shouts from the crowd.PEASANTGod bless you, Tolstoy. Thankyou.DUSHANLet him walk. Let him walk.(to Tolstoy)But you dont banish these peoplevery much to

41、 your credit.I wishI had your largeness of spirit.A photographers flash goes off. An old Muzhik touchesTolstoys sleeve, as if expecting a miracle.Sasha, her fathers soulmate, leads two horses toward them,her mount and her fathers black gelding, Delire.SASHAPapa.TOLSTOYSasha!10.SASHADid you ride this

42、 morning?A small crowd collects to watch father and daughterembrace, kiss.A WIDE SHOT of the riders- cutting around we are13 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. ENTRY/STAIR. CONTINUOUS. 13Sofya watches her husband and daughter ride away.14 EXT. RIVER VALLEY. DAY 14A steam train snakes through a broad valley.15 IN

43、T. TRAIN CARRIAGE. DAY. 15Valentin in his buttoned up suit looks a little out ofplace in the overcrowded third class carriage. He writes inthe diary given him by Chertkov. He glances up to see, onthe bench across, a young mother taking out her breast tonurse her baby. He blushes, doesnt know where t

44、o look. Anold peasant catches his eye, winks at him, laughs.16 EXT. TELYATINKI. DUSK. 16Seven miles from Tolstoys estate, this is Telyatinki, acommunal center created by Chertkov dedicated to the studyand practice of Tolstoyism.SERGEYENKOTelyatinki was created byVladimir Grigorevich as a centerfor t

45、he movement. Just last weekwe had a visitor from India. Wetalked to the group about thehealing properties of cobravenum.VALENTINOh, goodness.Its a beautifulday.SERGEYENKOYes, but we will pay for it.Sergeyenko, Chertkovs joyless secretary, and Valentinstand on a second storey porch looking out across

46、 thecentral lawn where a number of young Tolstoyans tend thegarden, work to put up a chicken coop.11.SERGEYENKOThe meeting room is behind us.This is the tool shed. Thedormitory ahead.He points out a larger building across the way.17 INT. TELYATINKI. SLEEPING AREA. NIGHT. 17They enter the building.SE

47、RGEYENKOTelyatinki is a place of freedom.Nothing is forbidden here.Except everything.SERGEYENKOEach man is alone with hisconscience and his God.(beat)The kitchen is below. Youll beexpected to assist with meals atleast twice a week .and to givea hand in the garden. Were allequals here, you know.asTol

48、stoy teaches us.They start up the stairs.INT. SLEEPING PORCH. TELYATINKI. DAYSERGEYENKOYou are expected at YasnayaPolyana in the morning, firstthing.VALENTINI look forward to it.SERGEYENKOYes. youre lucky.Were allenvious.12.18 INT. TELYATINKI. VALENTINS ROOM: NIGHT 18Small, sparse, perfect for the n

49、ovice ascetic. Valentinnods his approval.SERGEYENKOVladimir Grigorevich is anxiousthat you begin your reports assoon as possible. You have thenotebook he gave you?VALENTINOf course.SERGEYENKOYou understand we must keep theexistence of the diary a secret.Valentin smiles.SERGEYENKOWhat is it?VALENTINJ

50、ust that.secrecy doesnt seemto me the essence of Tolstoysthought.SERGEYENKOBut youll admit, youre noexpert.VALENTINYes, I.Ill see you in themorning.SERGEYENKOIf were spared.Sergeyenko leaves Valentin to his bare, little room.19 EXT. TELYATINKI COMPOUND. MORNING. 19The sun rising. Already, disciples

51、are at work the gardens.20 INT. TELYATINKI. VALENTINS ROOM. MORNING. 20Valentin sleeps in his tiny room. A knock on the door.VALENTINCome in.A lovely girl at his door. Shes tall, twenties, high cheekbones, short blonde hair. This is MASHA.13.MASHAIve brought you a glass of tea.VALENTINThats very kin

52、d of you.MASHAIts your first day. Enjoy it.She sits on the bed. Hes a little taken aback, not used tothis degree of familiarity. It makes no impression onMasha.MASHAYou met Sergeyenko?VALENTINLast night.MASHAAd what do you think?VALENTINHe seems very sincere.Masha hands him his tea.VALENTINThank you

53、. Why are you laughing?MASHASay that again.VALENTINI said he seems very. Why?MASHAIs that what you think?VALENTINI just arrived.Whats yourname?MASHAMasha. But you should still saywhat you think. Not just abouthim. We all should.VALENTINThank you for the tea.Their eyes meet, hold. Valentins discomfor

54、t increases.MASHATomorrow you can make your own.She walks to the door, turns to see him still watching her.14.MASHAHes a sorry old tight-assedstick in the mud.but yes, hessincere.21 EXT. ROAD TO YASNAYA POLYANA. DAY. 21A modest horse drawn cart. Valentin sits beside the driver,contemplates the birch

55、 trees that line the road, the longshadows they cast. Above, crows make lazy circles in thesky.22 OMITTED 2223 INT. YASNAYA POLYANA. ENTRY WAY/STAIRS. DAY. 23Valentin stands in the entry way, waiting. He looks lost.VALENTINHello.hello.VOICE (O.S.)Youre the new secretary.He looks up to see Sasha examining him from the landingabove.SASHAPapas out. You can wait in thelibrary. Ivan will show you up.She disappears. He hears a door close. He notices a