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ANGELS OF REVOLUTION

Raccoons! Raccoons!

Will somebody please get the little raccoons?

Here we are.

Good morning, raccoons! You big-nosed fat-cheeked little monsters!

Raccoons, you're sweet. Raccoons, you have snowy feet.

Get the hamster, you enemy spawn!

The hamster is lost!

Get the big-head boar through the door!

We'll bite the boar.

Please, get the prettiest ewe lamb with a wet nose!

The ewe is at her mother's funeral.

Get the creepy little snake!

The snake has frostbite on his tummy. He's moaning.

Dear raccoons, please give back what you stuffed under the rug!

It's cold, don't knock anymore, we won't come out!

We're rehearsing; you're interrupting...

What is this? Come on, calm down!

This film is based on actual events.

POLINA

Your mandate, please.

I'm here to see the commissar. He was looking for me.

You are alive!

We died a long time ago,

and now we've come for you!

Great! Next please.

People's Commissariat of Ethnicities

The Udmurts were given autonomy

to revive their own way of life.

The oppressors of people are gone. Who didn't let...

Come in, please.

...didn't let the Udmurts live. Did you get that?

The next stanza.

The Chuvash were given autonomy.

And the Permyaks...

The Permyaks and Tatars and Mari.

Every ethnicity has autonomy

so they can burn bright and merry.

Set up to kill a bear?

A moose.

Hello, Polina! I'm so glad you've come!

It's pretty here, flowers and all.

A pelargonium.

The same as... geranium.

But say it aloud,

pelargonium...

and you will see Russian cities in a completely new light.

Why are you wearing this?

We're studying

Oceania, too.

Just in case. It's a world revolution.

It's great that you've come.

The republic needs you again. You have to go to...

You have to go to...

to Lake Num-to. Up north.

Where's the map? It's very important.

Here!

There...

Khanty and Nenets live there.

Strange people!

We built schools and hospitals for them in the middle of the Kazym taiga.

Excuse me. We built...

...hospitals. They don't want to have normal medical treatment.

They don't take their sick to the hospital,

they die in their tents.

Most importantly, they don't let us fish on Lake Num-to.

Their head goddess, the Kazym goddess,

Kasum-imi, lives there, on an island.

All the riches, the furs, the fish,

belong to her... - What does it have to do with me?

You have to make them friends with Soviet authority.

The Khanty and Nenets

are actually very good people,

but afraid of everything.

They took their kids from the school because they're afraid

that they'll turn into Russians.

They listen only to their shamans, their shamans.

You're the only one who can do this!

I stopped doing that a long time ago.

Take our best soldiers!

I'll write you a mandate.

Take anyone you want!

Polina...

We can't do without you.

I know you resolve

the most complicated issues.

Forget old grudges. I've heard about your feats.

Your father would be proud!

Crimea. 1908

Polina, the guests are waiting!

Birthday girl!

Polina, my daughter!

Where are you?

Felimone Cooper, The Last of the Mohicans. Fragment.

1916. YOUNG POLINA SAVED THE LIVES OF HUNDREDS OF RUSSIAN SOLDIERS.

Polina Schneider, daughter of prominent southern Russian cheese maker,

stole the secret for making healing kefir from Karachay Prince Ben-Mirza.

1919. ARMORED TRAIN "POLINA-REVOLUTION".

Before the battle for Lugansk, the Soviet of Soldier Deputies ruled:

to rename the armored "3rd Bryansk" train in honor of Comrade P. Schneider.

1920. THE RED IRAN. THE PERSIAN SOVIET REPUBLIC IS PROCLAIMED.

Polina gave guarantees to Kuchek-khan on behalf of the Soviet government

that there will be no interference in the internal affairs of the Red Iran.

1921. THE CELESTIAL WARRIORS OF THE RED ARMY.

Polina-Revolution campaigned in a Buddhist monastery near Mongolia.

48 monks volunteered to join the Red Army.

Yekaterinburg. 1922

Hey, comrade!

IVAN

I'm not going with you.

Times have changed.

I don't want to hold a gun. I want to hold a conductor's baton.

I'm a composer. I write music.

Symphonies for steam engine whistles,

cantatas for air raid sirens,

arias for factories and plants!

Are there any factories in Kazym?

It has its own instruments. - Like what?

Sangkvyltaps? Tambourines? Jaw harps? What a joke!

These sounds will die with savagery of indigenes!

Look!

Look and you'll understand!

Baku. The anniversary of the Great Revolution.

All ships of Military Fleet and Uzbek Caspian Fleet

come to the railway dock. Even small steam launchers.

All free steam engines and 3 armored trains are brought to the dock.

On the square, all students of the Higher Party School,

all students of the State Academy of Music and professional musicians.

The infantry, artillery,

armored cars and vehicles take positions.

I am on the tower with hand flags.

First salute shot from the docks.

Zykh, Bely Gorod, Bibi-Eibat and Bailov join with alarm blasts.

At the 2nd cannon, districts 1 and 2 of Cherny Gorod.

At the 3rd, the sirens of Goods Management, Azerbaijan Oil and the docks.

The 4th cannon, the city district...

...four units of commander school, led by military brass band,

leave the square and head for the wharf to the Warsawian song.

The alarm sounds reach their maximum and stop at the 10th cannon.

A pause!

Then, a triple chord of the sirens. A "hurrah" from the wharf.

The "Internationale"... 4 times.

Then, a joint solemn chord. All blasts and sirens of the city accompanied by

the chiming of the bells.

And the sirens of the 4th squadron of hydroplanes!

I don't need a gun. I'll be the People's Commissar of Music of the USSR!

PYOTR

Stitching hoops. - The dachshund.

Eagle wings.

The shepherd.

The Maltese lap dog?

Right!

Here's another one.

The pug.

We need more.

Will these work?

The dogs!

Let's go!

Here comes Zhuzhu.

The banner!

The banners drop down!

WE'RE NOT DOGS!

WE DON'T NEED WINGS TO FLY!

WE HAVE DIRIGIBLES!

The dirigible!

And cut!

Cut!

Take the dirigible to the warehouse!

Feed the dogs. - The wings go to the costume crew!

Fedya, don't fall!

The dogs can get two pints of milk in the cafeteria.

Is Ivan going?

He says he can't shoot with a conductor's baton.

Who needs to shoot?

The Khanty need culture. Cinema, music, theater.

Only art can domesticate them under Soviet power.

Beauty is above ideas.

Cut! Cut!

Cut!

I refuse to film the execution scene.

It's ridiculous. Nonsense!

Don Pedro!

Why film fake heads?

I'll give you real ones!

Yesterday, the court martial sentenced three deserters to death.

They have to die anyway.

Why not serve high art?

PEOPLE'S COMMISSARIAT FOR INTERNAL AFFAIRS

Who's that woman? - Schneider.

ZAKHAR

Birnbaum, Dorine.

Glass, Barbara.

Engler, Steffi.

Lenz, Uta.

Richter, Monica.

Koch, Dorota.

Wessau, Irma.

Polina Schneider?

Never, we only worked together!

Schmetterling, Anya.

Your daughter, maiden Schmetterling, is the one I will actually marry.

Believe me, she's the last of my German love affairs.

Anya, dear, turn a little. I can't see the honeypot!

Honeypot, right!

Go on with your wedding photo album!

You sadist!

Caligula!

This is photograph number 10

in our brilliant wedding album.

Anya could never explain why she was so mad at me at that moment.

And more importantly, why she couldn't just jump down.

Thank you, Mom.

Why she didn't try to at least hit me? Or leave?

Instead, Anya preferred to swing from the pine, as if I had tied her to it.

Wiggling her whole body and cursing bitterly and desperately.

True fury, like true love,

make you come up

with very strange solutions.

Sviyazhsk. 1918

Zakhar,

I found this!

Looks right. Thank you, Liza.

Get undressed.

You will really give me bread? - A soldier's ration.

Comrades!

Today we unveil the monument

to the first theomachist in the world.

He was not scared to go against dark faith.

He defended man's right to structure the world.

Memorial to Comrade Judas Iscariot!

He tragically perished in battle.

We'll never forget him

and resurrect him in eternal stone. Go ahead!

Our Judas challenges Heaven.

He has nothing to regret or be scared of.

He is among his true brothers, us.

Hail to atheism

and art!

Zakhar!

The first hearing on fire funerals.

Hello!

You look great.

To have a human body burn completely and turn into white, clean, pure ashes

that can be easily reduced to powder,

we need a temperature of about 1000 �C (1832�F) for 75 minutes.

NIKOLAY

Bodies that are significantly soaked with medications, take longer to burn.

Men take about 20 minutes longer to burn than women.

Burning of bodies was practised by many cultured nations

like Romans, Greeks, Japanese and Jews.

But it was a privilege of the rich and famous.

Only in the USSR, cremation will be inexpensive and available to all.

In the last 100 years,

in Moscow,

about 4 million human corpses were buried.

Just imagine the amount

of decomposition substances

poisoning the soil!

Our cities grow.

Cemeteries take almost

a central position in them.

They stand in the way

of residential development and construction!

Comrade Nesterov!

Hurry up with the crematorium construction.

I might die soon, before it's complete.

Comrades! I have good news for you.

The first experimental fire burial already happened in Russian SFSR!

Yesterday, Fyodor Solovyov, an employee of the Mytischi water plant, was cremated!

Tomorrow his ashes will be scattered over the republic's fields!

Would you prefer a decaying corpse spreading horrible infection...

Burying in coffins in the only reason to emigrate from Russia.

...or a few pounds of impeccably clean ashes!

Fire,

the incinerating fire!

To you that we build this modern temple,

this fire cemetery,

the crematorium!

We love Polina, dear friends, the heart's aflutter in our pants.

I'll rip your heart out!

So, where do we go this time? - The Kazym tundra.

Venison, frozen meat...

Too bad it's not Kamchatka. They've got crab there!

Kamchatka. 1919

Citizens of Soviet Kamchatka!

Volcanoes belch out fire

from our land.

And we must now belch out our rage onto the heads of enemies of Revolution!

Each of us must be an active volcano.

Not a dormant or extinct one!

Who else wants to join the Red Army?

Fire!

Who has decided to join our guerilla squad?

Get out!

Fire!

What's your name?

Polina.

We love Polina, dear friends...

The curriculum by the People's Commissariat of Education.

[SMIRNOV] Developed for the Unified Workers' School.

Write down the approved subjects.

Mother tongue,

Russian...

Romanian!

Old Mongolian?

Meadow Mari.

Mountain Mari, too, then.

Herbs and mushrooms.

Chinese...

wonders!

Folk cuisine.

The wind.

The celestial hierarchy of the Joint State Political Directorate.

The wolverine.

The Demonarium of the Republic.

Buttons,

combs,

petroleum lamps...

Silence?

Moscow. 1929

This is a dress rehearsal. The premiere is tonight.

The scene is "Natasha's combs".

All according to the play:

"Natasha dropped her combs in the snow."

Leipu lapu laipa...

This is a "Path made of linden leaves."

I have to stop the rehearsal.

I have orders to arrest your actors.

All of them? For what?

Not all. Just men for now.

There's information that Latvians are preparing a revolt.

A revolt?

That's not possible! They're not revolters.

They're actors of the Moscow Latvian Theater.

Our premiere is tonight. Arrest me, too, then.

Later, Comrade.

You're not Latvian,

you are Jewish.

Every vegetable has its season.

Guess, who am I?

You're John the Baptist.

Good job, that's right!

You're an educated man, my dear pal.

I've devised a diamond formula

and I'd burn

my head

on an oil lamp for it.

There are enough avant- gardists in our republic.

But,

you're avant-gardist number 1.

And avant-gardist number 2

is Zakhar.

I'm probably avant-gardist number 3.

And we deserve to be called the best!

My dear friend, what are you talking about? You're wrong.

Avant-gardist number 2 in our republic is not Zakhar.

Avant-gardist number 2 in our republic is you.

The flower drowned,

the sweetheart betrayed me...

This is the song. And Grandma doesn't remember any other words.

These people live in the north.

Each winter they die for 2 months.

Just sit down anywhere and die.

Water drips from their noses and freezes. A long icicle, reaching the ground.

If anyone pushes them and breaks the icicle, they die.

They won't come back to life. If only the icicle breaks,

they come alive.

They say:

"Why did you cripple me, pal?"

What is this?

This is the sea!

(speaking Khanty) "The puppet theater produced a snow."

Will you let me copy it? - I will.

We've a translator waiting for us with the Khanty.

(speaking Khanty):

"We published a wall newspaper."

And other people

are all hairy from feet to waist.

And from waist up.

They're normal humans.

They eat raw deer heads.

They have no mouths.

They chop the heads up and put them under their caps.

When they eat and chew,

they move their shoulders. Up and down.

Up and down. Up and down.

Can you pass the salted lard, Tamara?

You're great!

Tell us, how did you make it?

I didn't make it, my husband did.

This is my husband's lard.

Her husband's lard!

Wonderful!

My husband's...

My husband's lard!

(speaking Khanty): "husband."

"Musician."

A Black Sea sailor is walking down the street

and his girl is with him!

A Black Sea sailor is walking down the street

and his girl is with him!

Oh heaven, my heaven...

and his girl is with him!

Oh heaven, bee heaven...

and his girl is with him!

Oh, my Black Sea sailor girl, give water to my horse!

Oh, my Black Sea sailor girl, give water to my horse!

Oh, heaven, my heaven, give water to my horse!

Oh, heaven, my heaven, give water to my horse!

Hurry back. What if you don't come back and we've already bought the rings.

Then we'll throw the rings out.

Throw them out? What else will we throw out?

My necktie,

and your red shoes,

the funny suede ones.

And the bright-red lipstick that we chose together?

We'll throw it out, too.

And my new pair of soft-leather shoes.

Together with the box and the special beeswax polish for them.

And two pearls for earrings and a string of pearls?

Off to the dump.

We'll throw out my two socks, they're in the dresser.

And the white butterfly panties,

the stockings

with a triangle design...

And the red see-through

cape.

The wind will blow,

and it'll get stuck in a poplar tree.

Our album of photographs, "Autumn in Pitkyaranta", we'll throw it out, too.

No, we'll burn it!

We'll throw out the curling iron, too.

We'll heat it and throw it out. It'll make a hissing sound in the snow.

And the red dress.

The red velvet dress with spaghetti straps?

How much grief and misery will flood the earth if you don't come back!

Where is Kazym?

In the north-east, far off.

In the east.

Are there any parrots there?

Probably.

Bring me a white parrot

back from that Kazym.

We'll call it...

Vladimir.

No.

Anton.

Knock-knock, who's there?

Accordion? Can I play?

No!

Ah, bayan, my bayan!

Stop it! Kolya! Stop it!

Kolya, stop it!

Kolya! Stop it!

Come on!

Maybe this is the only joy I have in my life.

There were angels living in Natasha Astrakhantseva's room.

That's no surprise,

a girl like her always has a house full of angels...

And outside her window, there were Bolsheviks living in the sky.

The angels are a bit afraid of them. At night, they'd open the curtains.

They'd make themselves comfortable on the windowsill and they'd sing a folk song:

There's a hemp plant in the field,

There's a pretty lady in the field,

There's a stump of wood in the field,

There's a pretty Maria in the field.

That's all, my dear friend.

Go to sleep.

There's a hemp plant in the field,

There's a pretty lady in the field,

There's a stump of wood in the field,

There's a pretty Maria in the field.

I have a sister in Mogilev. Marry her.

This is just what I need!

You'll serve the working people, you fat bastard.

That's what you should call it.

I'll call it Pussycat,

it's obvious that it's a fat bastard.

Kazym. The Obatins' camp.

It drowned.

How did it fall into the barrel?

We can stuff it. - Nonsense!

Then we should burn it.

Katya! Katya!

Who are you? - I'm Seryozha.

Where are you from? - From the Khullor yurts.

Why are you crying? - Katya is dead.

Why did Katya die? - Don't you see? She drowned.

Did the owl live in your house?

This is my sister.

Wow!

Okay, let's get to work.

Come here.

What?

Go!

Good job.

Open your gifts.

Remember who this is? Lenin!

SUPREMATIST PAINTING EXHIBITION

Looks like your tent!

Looks like your wife!

All bodies in air are affected by the buoyant so-called Archimedes force.

If it's stronger than gravity,

the body will fly.

For the balloon to go up in air, it has to be filled with gas.

With the possibility of retracting retraction particles

3A and 3B.

Will you make it?

I'll try, before the November holidays.

Hey, how do you say "with pleasure" in French?

"Avec plaisir."

Avec plaisir.

How about we have a drink of vodka?

Avec plaisir!

We love Polina, dear friends, the heart's aflutter in our pants...

Oh heaven, my heaven, heart's aflutter in our pants.

The goddess says

there will be no Soviet regime.

The Tsar will be back,

life will be better

for our children and our gods.

And now the goddess tells everyone

to migrate to the tundra.

I'll go to the riverhead of Kazym.

I'll take my family toward Surgut.

I'll go to the Samoyeds on Lake Num-to.

I'll go to Kuryokh-lor River. - I'll migrate to the riverhead of Pim-yukhan.

Why is it not red?

We're out of red calico. We need to get more from Berezovo.

We have to examine each other,

for ticks.

Ticks?

Really mean ones.

I doubt it has a spine.

Although by scientific reasoning,

it must have one.

Even snakes and fish have spines. The hedgehog is a mammal.

So, it's almost like a monkey or a human.

But how can we imagine it? A hedgehog definitely has a skull

and it has the bones for 4 paws. And the rest is

just a bubble with internal organs.

Look!

Why is it Anton?

Why does she like the name so much?

The children are not coming. - Why not?

The Prince told everyone: "The Kazym goddess doesn't allow it."

It's time to visit this goddess, then.

That's a cat funeral.

They worship cats here.

That's strange for the north.

The Khanty call their world "the Land of a Cat Elbow".

Kasum-imi comes to them in the shape of a cat.

(speaking Khanty)

He says a woman cannot go.

Tell him we come in peace.

He says the Kazym goddess doesn't like women.

Grandpa, we have a mandate!

If you don't let us go,

airplanes will fly in from Moscow.

They'll bomb out your tundra, get it?

Calm down! - Don't!

We'll go see her anyway.

If she's stronger than me, let her kill me.

She was a lucky huntress,

so her sisters turned down all her suitors.

He's asking for your scarf. Give it to him.

Sisters turned down all her suitors, so she'd stay home.

One time, a suitor came.

A Nenets from Yamal.

She was a good huntress.

She brought home a few bears every day.

Her sisters were greedy

and turned down all suitors.

That's why Kasum-imi doesn't like women.

One time a Nenets from Yamal came. Handsome and rich.

Kasum-imi ran away with him.

She married a northern Nenets.

The goddess didn't like the Nenets sleds.

You can harness deer on either side. Front and back.

They had a bad argument.

The wife destroyed the whole Gulf of Ob.

And she cut off her husband's legs.

The goddess went to the sky to apologize to her father, Torum.

Torum praised his daughter for kindness.

She didn't kill her husband, only crippled him.

He told her to go to Lake Num-to

to protect this land from dark spirits.

And the Yamal Nenets turned into a pike.

I'll break an oil lamp on your head.

I'll shoot your knees,

and both elbows.

You'll crawl around on your tummy and say "boo-boo".

You vermin!

I'll take you to Kaunas to the museum of demons.

You Krakow witch!

I'll think about you!

Don't forget to bring the calico!

PEOPLE'S COMMISSARIAT OF SKY

17th anniversary of the October Revolution

I'll open a pharmacy

and name it "Polina Herb".

I'll sell medicinal herbs until I die.

I'll be the saddest pharmacist in the world.

There'll be legends about me.

Women will whisper:

he buried his Polina.

Stupid, get out of here!

Get up! Give me the snow!

They say the Commissariats are monsters of bureaucracy.

Idiots.

Sons of bitches.

The Commissariats are our tenderness.

Our philosophy development,

where boredom is replaced by

poetry.

Poetry...

Our two glasses of wine every morning before going to work.

The "piperuda", the butterfly on the seals,

that's what Commissariats are.

They appeared out of thin air, right before our eyes.

Industrial plants for miracles,

factories

for surprises.

Commissariat buildings are air ships,

and we will fly together!

We'll lie down on our stomachs,

we'll smile,

we'll be dead.

Cover us with red flags.

Our tears are love,

love...

What are you going to name your pharmacy?

"Polina Herb".

HAIL THE GENIUS OF ART!

Comrades Khanty,

and forest Nenets!

We

have done

many important things.

We built a boarding school for your children.

We showed you

the avant-garde theater,

revolutionary art...

Remember?

We opened a Museum of the Northern Peoples,

a veterinary practice...

A hospital

and a maternity clinic

where a girl was born,

the first girl of the Soviet Yugra:

Katya Obatina.

Friends,

the balloon is ready.

Tomorrow you'll fly to the sky

and you'll see that

there are no gods or spirits there.

We'll fly together and make the sky our home.

Soon, we'll create a ring.

It will rotate around Earth

driven by gravity.

On this ring,

we'll build cities

with beautiful buildings.

People from our planet will move there leaving Earth

to trees,

crops

and deer.

We dedicate our film and our music

to the Kazym Cultural Site

and to the Soviet Nationalities Policy.

THE LAND OF A CAT ELBOW

She is pleased!

Here is the Prince!

I'll interrogate the bastard tomorrow.

Cut off his eyelids.

PEOPLE'S COMMISSARIAT OF SKY

Kazym. Present time.

(singing popular Soviet-period song) Our work is simple

Our concern is such:

Our country should live

That is all, not much.

Snow and winds

And the midnight flight of the stars.

My heart is calling me

Into the restless far.

While I can love

And while I can breathe...

While I can walk

I'll go forth with ease.

Snow and winds

And the midnight flight of the stars.

My heart is calling me

Into the restless far.

EKATERINA OBATINA, "...the first girl of the Soviet Yugra".

The following is used in the film:

Fragments from works by Denis Osokin

Fragments form the film "Viva Mexico!" by director Sergey Eisenstein

Model of the first Moscow crematorium by architect Dmitry Osipov

Model of the ring city "Saturnium" by architect Viktor Kalmykov

"Cantata for the 20th Anniversary of October Revolution"

(Movement 2: "Philosophers") music by Sergey Prokofiev, text by Karl Marx

THE END

English subs transcribed and edited by: marooned2 & droogs, July 2017