Original subtitles

M. Gorky Central Film Studio for Children and Youth

Shoo, Vassya, shoo!

You may look, you may talk, but keep your hands off!

The Prince's soldiers! Run!

We'll wait and see.

Holy Mother!

We'll see who wins.

Destroy, demolish this heathen temple!

VASSILY BUSLAYEV

Written by Sergey NAROVCHATOV Boris SHUSTROV

with participation of Gennady VASSILYEV

Directed by Gennady VASSILYEV

Director of Photography Alexander GARIBYAN

Production Designers: Anatoly KOCHUROV Vladimir POSTERNAK

Music by Alexei RYBNIKOV Sound by Leonid VEITKOV

Cast:

Vassily Buslayev - Dmitri ZOLOTUKHIN

Buslayev's Mother - Ludmila KHITYAYEVA xenia - Irina ALFYOROVA

Kostya Novotorzhanin - D. MATVEYEV Potanya - A. ZAITSEV

Andron Many Years - D. ORLOVSKY

Filka - V. NOSIK Marya - T. CHERNOPYATOVA

Okulov - A. MARTYNOV Okulikha - N. KRACHKOVSKAYA

Yelistrat - M. ROZANOV Agniya - L. RUDENKO

Gavrila - M. KOKSHENOV Dormidont - V. SERGEYENKO

Demidych - V. LAZAREV Ankundim - N. POGODIN

Emperor - B. ZHADANOVSKY Empress - M. ALIMOVA

Courtier - I. KASHINTSEV

Sorochin - B. MULAYEV Carla - N. TIMOFEYEV

Guard - Kh. DOBAGOV

Vassya!

Out at this hour, Filka?

I listen to the songs... of nightingales.

- Vassya, it's you? - Come here!

Go away!

Come on. You promised.

Don't be shy.

Let's go. Everybody's waiting for you.

Oh, the ways of women!

Savely, I think it's robbers.

Good heavens! Oh, Holy Mother!

Robbers!

Vassya, what are you doing?

Hey, people! Run here! We've got Buslayev!

Wake up, mistress, your daughter has eloped.

Foka! Foka!

- Agniya has eloped. - Who with? She did it after all!

Where are my pants?

- What are you waiting for? - My pants!

Catch him!

Agniya, come back home!

After her, quick!

We got you, love birds!

Where are you going?

Agniya, run! Vasska, you won't get away with it.

Ah, take this for now!

Vassya, run! The beasts will beat you up!

Gotcha, the night thief!

Dad! Mother!

You think you can steal girls?

Tie him up!

Tie me up?

Go bring your ropes now!

Ah, what fun it was...

He's shattered my door!

I'm ruined! You're a thief, Vasska.

Thief! I'm ruined!

You'll answer with your mug for calling me a thief!

Your fish is too small!

What? Small? My fish is small?

Good people, just look at that!

This fish is from the llmen Lake, it's exported to foreign lands.

- You just want to buy it cheap? - Let's bargain.

You'll never be able to pay me off for your Vasska's pranks.

You can tell Mamelfa Timofeyevna

that Dormidont Borodulya will bring Vasska to book.

Will life in this town ever be normal again?

My son suffered at the hands of Vasska Buslayev!

And yesterday, he broke the gate of my house.

Filka, what's it all about?

Vasska was up to his tricks with the Okulov people.

He twists your arm and it drops off. He trips you up, your leg is gone.

He pulls at your beard, there's no more beard.

Besides, yesterday he had shattered

merchant Okulov's shop.

The shelves collapsed,

the merchandise fell into the mud.

It only means it was a poor shop.

It's so poor that you won't find another like it. Read it.

Birds of rare kind, herbs, tea from India,

salmon caviar, sable pelts...

We'll have to beg for a living, Dormidont.

Oh, my God! We're ruined. Bring your son to reason.

The antichrist even routed the soldiers during his pagan revelries.

Enough!

- What do you want, merchants? - Read it yourself.

Master! Oh, Master! Come down now!

- Why? - Your mother wants you.

What for?

I don't know. Hurry up, she seems to be very angry.

Angry? All right.

He has to propose to Agniya. He has disgraced her.

And he broke the gate.

You must pay a hundred silver coins in damages.

People are leaving the city because of his tricks.

Why are you so scared? Never seen a bear?

Good morning to you, mother. What's so interesting you're reading?

About your misdeeds. Read it.

The tradespeople of Novgorod are complaining about you.

Stop all this, or we'll mobilize the populace of Novgorod against you.

A bully in swaddling-clothes. We'd drive you into the Volkhov river.

Mend your ways!

Go into the cellar!

Oh, Mother! Let's run!

- Everybody, go home! - He's the Devil incarnate, Mamelfa!

Serves them right, the pot-bellied ones!

To start an argument with Vassya is like fighting a bear.

Wait!

Shall I send matchmakers? We'd better marry you off, little devil.

- No, mother. The cellar is better. - Go, stupid!

Marya!

- Pay them in full. - Yes, mistress.

- Traveled a lot, Pafnutich? - A lot. Oh, a lot.

What's new in the world?

The infidels have blocked the way to the Russian sea.

Nobody can pass by the island which is their outpost.

They kill people or make slaves of them.

Prince Gleb Polotsky was taken prisoner, together with his men.

So I hear. A word of it has reached us, too.

This scourge is moving too fast towards Novgorod.

This is the darkest time,

most grievous time.

- Here, have some bacon. - Thanks a lot.

What scourge did you mean?

Oh, what's this? The heavers punishment?

Let me go, good man. I did no wrong to you.

What are you doing in the cellar?

My mother sent me here.

Oh yes, swaddles can't contain a baby like you!

Mind your language, or I'll teach you a lesson.

Go and show off before girls. We are old men.

I never show off. I am what I am, my mother's son.

All right. Let's go, Mitrokha.

When it comes to words, you're all heroes.

But when action calls, you go to bed, like sleepy cats.

- I'm not llya Muromets, am I? - You could be, if you wanted to.

The time is different now, pilgrims. We don't live in an enchanted forest.

No more fire-belching dragons or whistling robber nightingales.

Hostile arrows do whistle.

But there's no one to defend our people.

Our brethren languish in captivity.

Ah, Russia is drained of strength and patriotism.

Men just strut around. There're no more heroes who are larger than life.

Only people like you, so keep still.

My God! Vassily!

Gracious mother! Don't frown, do not knit your sable-like brows.

Don't be angry at my disobedience.

My son, I made you handsome, butjust as dumb and brainless.

Enough of your fooling, Vassily!

You're right, mother, you gave me this body and mind.

Now I'm ready to prove my mettle.

Is it for nothing that I was blessed with such strength?

Let me go and rally my comrades,

and try our strength in battle for the glory of all Russia.

Well, what is your last price?

Look, men, the arrow!

"If you want to live merrily,

if you want to tread the glorious paths, then come and... '

There it is!

"If you want to live merrily,

if you want to tread the glorious paths,

then come and knock at the door of Vassily Buslayev.'

To tread the glorious paths...

Someone is playing tricks.

"Come and knock at the door of Vassily Buslayev,

and depend only on your native strength

and wild spirit,

to prove that Russia is not drained of strength and patriotism.'

You play well, Kostya Novotorzhanin. Take up the bowl with one hand.

My lad!

Stand but one blow, and then, be my soldier.

You, Kostya, are my brother now.

Good boy, he stood straight. Didrt turn a hair!

Where are you going, lame Potanya?

We don't need cripples.

One who locks for friends without a fault, will remain without a friend.

All right. Stay.

Don't show off your strength, Buslayev.

A strong arm may defeat one. A strong mind can take on many.

- You mean you know how to read? - Not only read.

I can cure scurvy and bleeding, heal pains and body heat,

banish drunkenness and bad spells of magic,

stop earache and close bargains.

I can also tell the way by the stars.

- Can you? - I assure you.

Get in line.

We'll see.

See me perform.

By the way, I'm Yelistrat, brother of Agniya Okulova.

I know.

Now, come on, Vassily! Hit me! Go ahead, hit!

Oh, Vassya, be gentle.

Oh, mama!

Be like brother to me, of the same mother born!

Where're you going, stupid? Not your bowl of porridge.

- Let him go. - None of your business, father.

Now, try it, see if you can.

See that apple?

My lad! What's your name?

Fyodor.

Oh, it's a girl!

Fyodor, you said?

Xenia.

Go back home, xenia. Fighting is a mars job.

Who'll treat your wounds, or lift a spell?

Or cook your dinners? Men can't do that!

Women only complicate things.

She's the daughter of Prince Gleb Polotsky.

She's been wandering, looking for her father.

She came to Novgorod with us.

Well, all right...

You may join the army.

Bless us, Mother.

I'm very worried, Vassily. Be careful about your wild ways.

Don't you worry. I'm good enough for a hundred years.

If you're so sure about your strength, you have my love and blessings.

Well, sailors, where we're going, we do not know,

to the home of angels, or the devil's den.

Anchors aweigh!

There goes the devil!

With his ruffians. Scoundrels, to skim the Volkhov's pure waters.

Good riddance for all of us!

Are they really leaving? Oh, God, whatjoy!

I'll light two candles at the chapel altar.

Good people, why are you crying so bitterly?

The infidels... They killed all these men, without mercy,

because they refused to pay tribute while passing the bandits' island.

I tell you, don't go to that place.

There it is, the island of robbers.

Or is it some other place?

What do you mean, some other place? I charted the course by the stars.

Weird place!

Strangely silent. Nobody around.

Look!

I sense evil, we should be cautious.

Don't be in a hurry, Buslayev.

To raise a hand against such a monster is degrading for any warrior.

I have no fear of signs, sneezes, or skulls.

Away, go to hell! Follow my word.

Amen.

Kostya, look after xenia!

Xenia!

Vassily! Xenia!

Let me go, damned swine! Put me down!

Vassily!

Xenia!

Xenia!

Take it!

Hurry! Hurry!

Move!

Load the galleys! We'll sell the girl to the slave owners.

We're going to Tsargrad.

Mamelfa Timofeyevna! We've got bad news!

Our boys have died on the robbers' island. And Vassily with them.

Keep silent! I know my heart. It tells me all is well.

I don't believe it!

How did that devil get out?

Whip these sluggards! Take their skins off!

Move on, comrades!

You lazy scum, row faster!

Come on, move!

Faster!

They're catching up!

They're our people, Russians! Stop rowing!

Get ready to board!

All together!

- Take him, lads! - Beat him!

Xenia! Look for her.

Where's the girl? Now tell me, where's she?

She's not here. Can't find her.

Thank you, noble lord, our savior!

We'll never forget it, and our children will be grateful to you.

Too bad that our Prince Gleb didn't live to see freedom.

They must be torturing him in some quarry in Tsargrad.

I've been told about this misfortune, brothers.

His daughter xenia accompanied us in search of him.

It seems we have lost her now.

Yes, there was a girl. Perhaps they put her on the other galley.

Vassily, what shall we do with this one?

Leave him to us. He must pay for his cruelties.

Make this infidel fry in hell, and then return home.

Home! And I must push on to Tsargrad.

Look, Buslay, this girl is going to kill herself!

Stop them!

Help!

Stop the horses!

Somebody, stop them!

Rocks ahead!

Help!

Stop them!

- You have fast horses. - Thank you so much.

Arert you afraid of being killed?

I'm not of the fearful kind, gallant knight.

Kostya, find out who they are.

Who might you be?

I'll wait for you at my palace, hero.

My guards will escort you.

We thank you, valiant knight, for your bravery.

We wish to reward you. Name it and you'll have it!

To please the heart, it doesn't matter whether a present is big or small.

Will you kindly accept a gift from us, too.

Where are you from?

Russia. The great city of Novgorod.

I'm called Vassily Buslayev.

Russian?

We're of the same faith, we're slaves of the same God.

If you call a slave a slave,

then he may laugh, or he may cry.

If you brand a free Russian with that name, he will fight.

We don't understand you, knight.

We live in different countries,

but under the same sky, and we worship the same God!

My God doesn't call me a slave.

Ask him what brought them here.

What has brought you here?

In your quarries, Russian men are languishing.

They were taken prisoners by force and deception,

brought here and sold to you as slaves.

I know that among them is our Prince Gleb Polotsky.

No one knows everything.

As there is no one who knows nothing at all.

You're mistaken, knight.

In my quarries, there is no...

No Russians.

One lie spoils a thousand truths.

Here I have gold, silver, pearls, precious stones.

Take them, Emperor, and give me my Russians.

What can be done, can be done.

What cannot be done, cannot be done.

We'll consider.

You've been requested to follow me, young master.

By whom?

I've been ordered to keep quiet, but there's no danger, young master.

Do not go, Vassily.

What we have today, we won't have tomorrow.

If need be, call me, Vassily.

All right, man, lead me on.

- Quiet, master! - Why do you whisper?

The day has eyes, the night has ears.

Follow me, young master.

Come this way, master.

Vassily!

Here we are, master.

You're brave and handsome, knight.

You're beautiful, too, but in a strange way.

That's not a chivalrous compliment, my savior.

I didn't want to offend you.

Have a drink, hero.

- What's your name? - Irina.

And you're Vassily.

In our parts, you would be Basilius.

Vassily... Basilius... Vassily...

What potent liquor!

You know what the name Basilius signifies?

Basilius means power.

It means riches, Vassily.

Basilius... Vassily...

You're too clever, Irina.

My Vassily.

Vassily... Basilius...

Stay here with me. I will love you.

What do you need those miserable slaves for, your Russians?

I beg of you, stay here with me.

I want to, I can, and I will make you Basilius, the Emperor.

With time, you'll forget your snows and birch trees.

A clever man has the whole world as his home.

Help me to get rid of him. I can't take it any more.

No.

No.

Kill him. He's stupid and cruel.

In this country, I've been the ruler for a long time.

There's a secret passage out of here. I'll show you.

Wait! No, enchantress.

I face the enemy only in open fight.

Tomorrow we'll have a tournament.

The Emperor has invited the best warriors from different countries.

You're invited, too.

If you win, you may have the Russians. And if not...

Show him out.

What a waste of a Basilius!

Vassily Buslayev and Duke of Teonville!

Vassily Buslayev and Mustafa Salim Pasha!

There's always one who can win over the winner.

He won't hold out against this one.

Announce the Teuton!

The Unbeatable Knight of the Long Sword of the Teutonic Order

and the Novgorod Knight Vassily Buslayev!

Vassily, take the sword!

Vassily, my darling!

Vassily!

Release the Russians, Emperor!

I've passed your test.

An emperor's word is never broken.

Vassily.

Prince Gleb is calling you.

In the hour of my death,

I wish to warn you, our defender,

our savior.

God will send to our land an army of invaders,

savage and cruel,

sparing neither old men, nor children.

The sun will be darkened.

A great fire...

will consume... our land.

What shall we do, my Prince? How shall we fight them back?

He said no more to me.

You must... find out... yourself.

Oh, God! Didrt I pray enough?

Father!

Father... Father...

God! In Your chapel I stand,

a Russian man of Novgorod,

seeking guidance.

Oh, God! Look around the earth.

Why have you forsaken us?

Young men die of maladies unknown... Plague and pestilence go around...

For what sins are we thus chastised?

The prince told me as he lay dying, that misfortune will hound us...

How long shall my people suffer?

What shall we do, O Lord?

How must we protect our land from misfortune? Answer!

Don't be silent. You're the Almighty!

Give me the answer. Give me Your hand!

Give me Your hand!

What's the matter? Calm down.

Here, hold my hand.

Xenia...

xenia, my darling...

I knew you'd find me.

Vassya has returned! Buslay!

Vassya has returned! Buslayev!

My humble greetings to you, the great city of Novgorod!

Oh, God! He's back! I thank you, Holy Virgin!

Greetings, Mother.

Pray bless your son and his bride to be.

Vassya!

Greetings, boyars and merchants! Why are you so quiet?

You didn't expect me to come back?

My brothers Novgorodians! I have some bad news for you.

Cruel hordes will come to invade our land.

We'll need to gather a big army. We'll need to build fortresses.

For this, you'll have to contribute money.

I don't like it, men.

He's out to conscript our sons.

Why we should gather an army? Or build fortresses?

Don't try to scare us with that bad news.

Nobody has ever wanted the town of Novgorod till now.

Yes, Russia is a big land. You can't surround it all with fortresses.

No one else will protect us.

It seems that Vasska is planning to take over Novgorod.

He's going to ruin all trade in Novgorod City.

To have a clear conscience, we must give him the money.

But take my word, that will be the end of him.

Agniya!

Smash open the barrels of foreign wine! Take the gold and silver!

And grace the marriage feast, the marriage of Vassily Buslayev!

Well, Vassily, son of Buslayev,

until now you've been your own master.

You had no fear of signs, sneezes, or skulls.

Yes, when you come to think of it, it's so sad.

But you're the strongest of men, Vassily.

And one who is given much, has to deliver a lot.

Don't forget it, Vassily.

You must be both the shield and the sword of your native land,

of the great city of Novgorod.

Be happy, children!

Kiss the bride! Kiss the bride!

I was planning big profits.

Forget about it. Vasska has opened all his granaries for the poor.

Papa! Vasska has given all he had to the rabble of the city.

Tough luck, Foka! What's he up to?

With his daring, he's attracting young folk into his army.

He's going to win over us, too.

Are we, the merchants of Novgorod, going to dance to the boy's tune?

Use your bright head.

What if...

What if... we treat him to wine...

laced with a foreign powder?

It will make him an idiot, and we'll get rid of him easily.

We'll nip the evil in the bud. He'll never become the governor.

- Kiss the bride! - Kiss the bride!

The food was excellent, my friends, and the wine couldn't have been better.

Gallant groom and comely bride sit at the table with gilded cloth.

And the Master of Ceremonies has ordered another round!

Listen, Foka!

Now add your foreign powder.

Filka!

Take it to Buslayev, with love from the merchants of Novgorod.

Don't drink that potion, it's been doctored by the evil merchants.

Everyone who loves the City of Novgorod,

and all Slavic land, must drink it to the last!

To the last!

Foka, look!

All our hope is in you, Vassya.

But you disappointed us, you didn't drink to the Russian land.

You're saying the wise words. Let's drink like brothers.

Marya! Give this bowl to Okulov.

Why to me?

Drink up!

Drink it up in the name of Russia!

Drink!

No, Foka! It was for you. You drink!

Mama! Mama!

Have some cabbage.

Where am I?

Just you wait, Vasska!

Come on, get up! Walk!

- Give me a kiss, love! - Shut up!

Go away! What's this? Rabbits... Rabbits...

Novgorod is strong. It has nothing to fear.

It will hold out without your help.

We won't allow a mere boy to lead the people!

You're too young to teach us.

Don't interfere.

If you don't go by your own will, we'll throw you out!

Worth a try! So, bring your men and followers to the Novgorod square.

I alone will stand against them.

Novgorod and its people will follow me

and make you, boyars and merchants, fall at my feet.

Bosyaga! Gather all your kin and their supporters.

Borodulya! Tell your debtors to come in large numbers for us.

Call all the warriors of Novgorod.

Tomorrow we're going to get rid of Vasska.

He brings me only sorrow at my old age.

He won't be able to withstand such a crowd.

Sleep well, my son.

- Marya! - I'm pulling.

Since he won't listen to me, I'll have to save him by force.

I'll spare no gold for that.

Come on, brothers! Buslay is in here.

Welcome home, brothers... Potanya! Kostya!

Get ready to take them all!

We may as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb.

Our Buslay is very strong, we will follow him in throng!

He works like a broom, so lightly.

He just sweeps through the multitudes.

For Heavers sake, Reverend Father Andron Many Years, stop Vasska!

Please, hear us out about our great misfortune!

He's going to kill everybody and destroy Novgorod.

We fall at your feet and beg you to stop Vasska Buslayev.

You're not the warriors of Novgorod, you're just mosquitoes

from the swamps of Korastan

who are buzzing in your brother's ears.

They killed him!

They killed Filka! Why did they have to kill a harmless God's fool?

Vassily...

Don't make it worse.

Forgive them all.

And may those who jump over the church bell

be forgiven by God.

Comrades! Get them!

Don't do it, Vassily! It's not becoming of you.

I'm your godfather.

I'm doing the right thing. Watch me jump over the bell.

Be humble.

Citizens, beware! A large army is closing in on Novgorod,

like a vicious locust, they're savage and cruel.

They set the land and homes on fire,

kill small children and the elders.

They made our leaders flee.

The people are praying for a defender!

Buslayev, stop sowing discord!

Gather a strong army

and get ready for real battle to save your Motherland.

There has not been born the man yet

in the whole wide world

who could subjugate our strong people!

We want to live in peace,

but we should not allow anyone to enslave us.

And let everyone remember that it will be so

forever, as long as the sun is shining in the sky.

The End

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