(dolokhov gulps) mmm. dolokhov: mmm. dolokhov, really? funny how it always tastes better from another fellow's plate. mmm. i'm sorry. hello. sir. all right. remember me? (pigs grunting) you're a fine fellow. you've all grown. look who's come to visit us. oh, pierre. (chuckles) (squeals) we haven't seen you in ages. now i see you, i wish i'd come sooner. how are you all? nikolai... you're a real man now. i can tell. (all chuckle) something's changed in you, i think. for the good, i hope. pierre: yes, yes, of course. my friend, captain vassily denisov, of the pavlograd hussars. pierre: i'm privileged to meet you, sir. i feel ashamed of my lazy life when i see men like you and nikolai. heroes. i should have been with you. i used to think of napoleon as a hero, you see. and perhaps he was, once, but not now. he seems to think of nothing but conquest and glory. he had to be stopped. i was wrong. papa's... papa's hosting a banquet for our returning soldiers. i hope you'll come, pierre? yes, yes, indeed. it will be an honor to drink to their hea