Original subtitles

Happy International Day Day of International Solidarity of Workers!

Long live the workers Kazan River Port!

Cheers! Cheers!

On May 1, 1957...

we walked in the column of the Kazan River Port.

I, Mikhail Devyataev.

the mechanic of the holey barge.

My wife Faya and our sons.

Sasha and Alyosha.

(singing) Higher and higher and higher!

- Faiechka. - Happy holiday, happy holiday.

Grigory Vasilyevich, hello.

Happy May Day.

How old are you?

Pay up, comrades. Pay up.

Pass the fare, pass the fare.

Careful, careful.

Why do you trample on my son?

- Kolenka... - Grigory Vasilyevich, here you go.

- Don't touch it! - There you go, there you go.

Don't touch it with your dirty hands!

- Traitor. - Why would you do that in front of the children?

Grigory Vasilyevich, I I understand that Kolya is not coming back.

No amount of time cures grief.

Grief?

If only Kolya had lived...

And then for 12 years I was as afraid as you are...

That one day they would find out the truth and arrest me...

That would have been grief for me.

But my son did not surrender!

And I have nothing to fear.

And for you...

1 -i kraine ront

1st Kraine Ront.

I see a Henkel. It's coming to bomb us, the bastard.

The guards are four Fockers. Let's deal with them first.

Strizh, Dropha - bottom pair.

Copy that, Otter. Going into combat.

Mordvin, we cut the little ones. Do you see them?

I see. Ready for battle.

Cover, I attack.

Got it, Otter.

- (machine-gun fire) - Shoot it down, shoot it down!

Yes!

One of them was taken away from me.

Strizh, jump in.

Burning! I can't see shit! Burning!

- Otter, I'm alone. - Thrush, you have a Focker on your tail.

You're glued, you freak, (screams)

- How is that possible? - It's just the two of us. There are three Fockers left.

- Shoot it down, don't sleep. - Copy that, Otter.

Three Fockers.

Otter, I don't see the second pair.

Behind you, Mordvin. Behind you, I say!

(machine-gun bursts)

Mordvin, take this couple with you.

Take it away, take it away.

"Henkel goes, I follow him.

Leading to the river.

Come on, come on, come on Come on!

Bitch!

(music playing)

Careful, Mordvin There's a bridge.

(explosion)

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

(machine-gun fire)

(explosion)

Bingo!

Otter, I killed two of them. Otter, can you hear me?

Distract me, I'll go in with the blind one.

I won't be able to hold out much longer, it'll shoot fast.

Hide behind the tail!

(machine-gun bursts)

Mordvin, shoot.

Go ahead and shoot.

We need to be sure.

He's got me, the bastard! He's got a gun.

Come on, Mordvin, come on.

I see.

I'll make it, Otter, I'll make it.

Are you okay in there?

It's okay.

- Heat. - Devyatayev, jump in.

- I can't, the Germans are there. - You'll fry, Misha.

- Devyatayev, don't be a hero. - (coughs)

Jump, that's an order, Misha!

Misha, jump, I'm telling you.

(German speech can be heard)

(shots)

(A German song is played.

The desks are just like our school.

Here.

That's all for today.

Everyone is free.

Kolka...

Bear!

(singing) To a distant land the comrade flies away,

The native winds fly after him.

The beloved city is melting in a blue haze,

A familiar house, a green garden, and a gentle look.

The beloved city is melting in a blue haze,

A familiar house, a green garden, and a gentle look.

Bear!

Do you realize that there's no such thing coincidences don't happen?

That this is destiny.

Well, what are you looking at me for?

You're batting your eyes.

Well, cross your heart or something. Well, look at this.

Alive. Alive.

Your people think you died a death of the brave...

Um... Yes.

So, how are they doing? How's Faya?

Faya writes...

My father received a funeral notice for you...

he went completely gray.

Sit down.

- And if my father finds out... - He won't find out, he won't find out.

How will he know, Misha?

Dead, that's it.

Kolya Larin died.

There it is, my afterlife.

Um...

So...

And what do they have you doing here?

Come here, I'll show you.

Go, go, go.

Do you like it?

A lot of people who were here at first...

at first, such thoughts.

How will you escape, Mish?

The instruments are all signed in German.

- (reading in German) - Even if you wanted to, you couldn't take off.

- What? - And Faya told you to learn German.

- You're standing there like a fool. - So you know German.

And the planes - there they are.

They will catch up with me and shoot me down.

Have you tried it?

Look at me, Mish.

The shoulder straps are German, the plane is German.

What is it?

(speaking french)

Go away, bitch.

Fatih!

(shouting in French)

My bread!

What are you standing up for? New guy?

Hey, hey!

- Wait, wait, wait. - Я?

Tatar, are you?

Leningrad, 38 Marata Street. My aunt was a neighbor of yours.

My mother came to visit you.

Remember?

I'm a pussy. Don't you recognize me, Mustafa?

Fatih.

Go upstairs, there's room.

(speaking german)

-You got it? - That's right.

Sokolov! Yours is not enthusiastic.

Again.

Louder, bitch!

I remember you, Nikitenko.

Mm.

(speaking german)

Nikitenko, what are you looking at?

Go, go, go.

- (German song plays) - Now let's sing!

(singing in German)

Do you work at the airfield?

What?

You have to get there.

Nikitenko, let's sing.

Let's sing!

Friendlier

(explosion)

Mother of God...

Rocket! Rocket!

Come on, come on, come on.

(all shouting)

Rocket! Rocket!

(explosion)

I'll be back.

Be patient, brother. I'll be back.

I'll be back. Be patient.

Nemchenko! Do they put it on an airplane?

What?

Rocket.

Ah, no.

Devyatayev.

Mikhail Devyataev.

The Germans guard the sea, and we in the sky.

So if you're a pilot, what do you need us for?

I can't do it alone. It's a big plane.

We have to get Henkel ready for takeoff.

- Why are you listening to him, commander. - Wait.

(shouting in German)

Stand down! Get in line!

This is where we work.

Devyatayev, how do you hijack a plane?

There are a lot of people.

There will be no one at lunchtime.

(speaking german)

(speaking german)

Break.

Here you go.

Everyone left for lunch.

The next patrol will be in three minutes.

We have 180 seconds.

Beginning.

Consider.

One, two... The Wachtman is on me.

- I'll translate the names of the signs. - We don't have time to figure it out.

They're going to jam us all up.

Listen, I'm out there in the woods by the caponiers...

It seems to be the same as ours.

Sokolov, take us to the caponier tomorrow in the brigade.

(they speak German)

Nikitenko!

For firewood.

The brushwood is ready. To the left of the plane, under the pine tree.

So...

Engine.

So...

(they speak German)

Talent for a cause that, unlike you...

never felt love or awe.

I was trying to do something, I was trying to make an effort.

I've learned.

All because of him.

You can do it.

Well, if you want, let's do it again.

- Aus. - Off.

With your knowledge of the language. that's a solid "A."

(speaking german)

Fuel pump.

No.

- Propeller pitch indicator. - Yes?

Of course.

Quiet, quiet.

He's dreaming again. They don't let him sleep.

(repeats the word in German)

(screams can be heard)

Everybody up! Face the wall!

(dogs barking)

(speaking german)

Found it!

(speaking german)

"To the brave... ow... courage."

(they speak German)

You won't have a ration for tomorrow.

Stand down!

-I learned it all. - Well, good for you.

(announcement in German)

(they speak German)

- Do you speak Russian? - I do.

- Huh, teacher? - (speaking german)

- The butcher? - Yes, yes.

- The butcher? - Yes, yes.

Dad's a butcher, grandfather's a butcher.

(they speak German)

(music playing)

How do you slaughter cows in Bernau?

(speaking german)

How about a hammer?

Well, if you hammer it like this... Hammer it!

- To make her brains fly all over the field. - A field?

Well, yes, yes. Otherwise she's always walking around...

.. Shepherding you, watching you, smoking his cigarettes.

Beat. (Laughs.

(explosions)

- Take cover! (Siren wailing)

(shouting)

Where? Where?

Stop!

Not in the hangar.

Not in the hangar.

Please, not in the hangar.

What are you doing, dear ones...

Not in the hangar.

Well, pilot?

(they speak German)

Herr Commandant! Herr Commandant!

Herr Commandant!

Get your fucking hands off

(speaking german)

I can disarm it.

- Bomb stop. - (speaking german)

Why are you helping them?

Want.

- (speaking German) - Anything... Anything at all.

Bread. Eat, yum, yum.

Eat.

(speaking german)

(iron clanking)

Holy shit!

Look, is it going to explode?

- Of course it's going to explode. - Shut up!

Bang! And he's out.

And then you will spend the rest of your life you're going to feel guilty your whole life.

Yes, Commander? It's scary to go home.

Hush, hush, hush, my good man, hush.

Commander, why are you here?

Here you go.

(shouting)

Follow me!

Thank you.

Let's go.

I'll be back.

Go for it.

Well, Nikitenko?

You're doing great.

I figured it out.

Saved the Nazis a plane. That's right, that's right.

Yes, that's right.

- Get out of here. - You, I see, understood at once...

Whoever is stronger is right.

The main thing is to survive the war, to keep quiet...

.. And then we'll learn German, we'll figure it out somehow.

Our Homeland.

She is an ash scorched already.

Get out of here. Get out of here.

Bastard!

Attention, attention!

The Great Germany Strikes A crushing blow to the Soviet ...

(shouting)

Calm down!

He wants to steal...

(all making noise)

Stop.

One!

Two!

Three!

Play along.

Four (shouting).

Five!

Six!

Seven!

(speaking german)

That's it, we're here.

They will.

They will kill him. (Devyataev shouts)

(breathing heavily)

(music playing)

(German speech) (instruments beeping)

(they speak German)

Rise

(A German song plays.

Get up. Get up, get up.

How is he?

Here you go, get a refresher. That's it, that's it, well done.

Sorry.

- Are you out of your fucking mind? - I can't do it.

Pads.

Quiet!

He won't make it.

On.

Thank you.

Who the hell is that?

Gestapo. They are looking for someone.

(they speak German)

- It's Larin. - Who?

Larin.

I went to flight school with him. He recognizes me.

Brothers, we have to run now.

(they speak German)

(speaking german)

(shouting in German)

Wait, wait.

(shouting)

Marata 38!

The green door to the left!

Men, celebrate for me victory in Red Square!

Marata 38, in the arch.

(speaking german)

Fall in! Attention.

Take me with you.

Take it, please.

I want to fly with you.

We have to take it. He will.

To the airfield.

Follow me!

(announcement in German)

(A German song is played.

Let's fly, shall we?

Shit... How the hell do you get him out of there?

(they speak German)

(music playing)

(shouting)

Are you out of your mind? They're all going to...

Freeze!

Home, let's go home. I'm a pilot.

- Let's go, let's go. - Let's go!

Come on, come on.

- Come on. - Seventy-six...

Catch!

(speaking german)

That's him.

A big one, with wires.

I see the battery!

Okay, Devyatayev, pull yourself together.

- Isn't that him? - It's him, it's him!

Under the cab, under the cab!

There should be a socket on the fuselage.

There's an outlet under the cab.

- Here's the booth. Come on. - How's that? Come on!

Bingo!

- Got it? You hooked it up? - Yeah.

So...

There is.

(speaking german)

Devyatayev, the bomb bay opens.

Shit, that's not it.

Come on, come on, come on.

(reading in German)

(engines humming)

"Magnet Chalter.

Nemchenko, follow me.

Run!

- Did you get it? - Run, run, run.

- You got it?! - That's it!

It's okay. It's okay.

That's it, brothers. Let's go.

Full stroke.

Come on, Gustav. Go, go, go, go, good man.

(announcement in German)

Put your helmet on and get down.

- No climbing out the windows. - Everybody get down!

(German speech can be heard)

Misha, the truck.

- Sokolov. - Yes?

Look for a map.

Okay, north. Where are we?

Right here.

Look what else is here.

Our base plan.

Clean it up. It will come in handy at home.

- Let's fly west first. - Why?

They will be looking for us in the east.

Okay, wait.

(shouting in German)

That's it, we flew.

What are they saying?

They say the lane is closed. Somebody needs to get through.

Who should I miss?

You can't see a damn thing.

Holy shit!

Shit!

Holy shit...

- Come on, come on. - Come on already!

(music playing)

Devyatayev, why aren't we taking off?

That's it, we're here.

(they speak German)

Nemchenko, alive?

Bitch, he's not a fucking pilot!

Laughs

We're all just being shot!

Hey, what do you think you're doing? What are you doing?

Sit still!

Korzh, did you take the ailerons off?

(speaking german)

(music playing)

Where are you going, Misha?

(they speak German)

There's a car on the left!

That's the commandant's car. Devyatayev, step on it!

Come on, come on, come on!

(speaking german)

- (gunshots) - Get down!

Come on, come on, Gustav, come on!

(speaking german)

Come on, come on, come on.

(speaking german) (gunshots)

- On the legs. - Come on, come on.

Guys, come on - Noga!

Come on! Come on

(shouting)

You won't, Misha.

You will not leave, my dear friend.

(sings) Beloved city...

Flew away, a...

Wow.

He flew up, you wretch. He flew up.

- Hold it! - It worked.

Are we really going?

Let go, let go.

(shouting)

(instruments beeping)

(singing) A comrade will go through all the battles and wars,

Not knowing sleep, not knowing silence.

The beloved city can sleep in peace.

And see dreams and turn green in the spring.

The beloved city can sleep in peace...

When my comrade comes home,

The native winds will come for him.

What did he say? Marata 38?

I'll remember this address for the rest of my life.

The familiar house, the green the garden and Faya's gentle gaze.

Devyatayev, why aren't you singing along?

Who's that? Have you forgotten the words?

Larin.

It's a sad song, isn't it?

It's like a funeral, Mishka.

Bitch.

Prepare for battle!

- Corge, lower turret. - Bingo!

- Who knows how to shoot? - Я!

Kutergin, let's go.

Bingo!

Look at the fighter. Can you see it, no?

Korzh!

I can't see! Where is he?

There is, isn't there?

Kutergin!

Is there any ammunition in the gun?

Enough is enough.

I can't.

(singing) The beloved city can sleep in peace,

And dreaming... Here you go, Misha!

And dreaming... Here you go, Misha.

(machine-gun fire) (shouting)

- (shouting) - I see him.

I see him - Fire!

(machine-gun fire)

- Hidden behind the tail! - I'll get it, come on.

(machine-gun fire)

- Here, you bastard, take this. - Yes!

(shouting)

(shouting)

Is everything all right? You didn't get any of your guys in there, did you?

(shouting)

Quiet! Alive?

I warned you, Devyatayev.

There is no chance.

Misha, sit down.

Sit down, you fool!

Sit down.

What a fool.

(music playing)

(shouting) (machine gun shots)

- (crackles idly) - Come on!

Who saw where he was?

Below Us.

- Bitch... - Shoot!

(machine-gun bursts)

Hid again Didn't get the fuck in.

- Open it to me! - Fire! Fire!

Misha... Misha, shooting an unarmed friend...

it's kind of un-Soviet.

Got him! Korj, finish him off!

Stop!

Kolya... Kolya, that's good.

Open up, open up.

(shouting)

Burn!

Kootergin, take the machine gun! Hit it with your hands!

It's not coming!

Faster, faster.

Faster, faster, faster

(rumble)

Bitch! We're going to crash...

Come on!

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Come on, start it up, start it up.

Come on!

(shouting) (machine-gun fire)

Here you go.

(instruments beeping)

Devyatayev...

Mish, I'm going down.

(shouting)

Devyatayev, can you hear me?

I'm sorry for everything.

Take care of Faye.

Mish.

Misha!

Don't tell Father-Father.

I won't say.

(explosion)

I promise, Kolya.

(music playing)

Misha!

Misha... Misha, wake up!

These are our guys.

What are ours? We're on a German plane.

What are ours? We're on a German plane!

(explosions)

Second engine's down! Losing altitude!

(instruments beeping)

Falling.

There's nowhere to sit.

All hands to your tails. Prepare for a hard landing!

Hang in there, brothers.

Well, don't let me down.

Now you're really hanging in there!

(rumbling, clinking glass.

Is everyone alive?

He drove me a little.

- (laughs) - I didn't.

(laughs)

Korge! Where's Korzh?

Korzh!

Korzh, alive?

Korzh!

Are we home?

And really, whose territory are we on?

(noise is heard)

Brothers, car, soldiers.

Germans.

Get your weapons! Take up your defenses!

We're going to meet them now.

(shouting in German)

Oops...

Surrender, Kraut!

Ours.

Ours, ours.

Don't shoot!

Our own!

Our own!

Which ones are yours?

Is it ours?

Our guys, our guys!

(music playing)

Stay down, stay down.

(explosions)

There's a missile center here.

It is connected to an underground plant.

(explosions)

Here.

Good for you.

Drill a hole in your tunic.

Rest.

Thank you very much.

I have a few questions for you.

May I?

Yes, of course.

Please.

And you can drill a hole in your tunic.

You won't say?

Well... Let's start reminiscing together.

How did you survive the camp? Why won't you tell the truth?

Who are you protecting?

I promised to keep quiet.

Promised who?

Okay, stop.

Stopping, getting out.

- Who did you promise? - Let's go, let's go. Don't get in the way, comrades.

Come on, Faya.

Not in the way.

(music playing)

For 12 years I was taken for interrogations...

.. And every time, Faye and I Faye and I said goodbye forever.

Good afternoon.

Mikhail Petrovich Devyataev?

But on that day I was was summoned to Moscow, to the Kremlin...

where they presented a high government award.

Dad, you're not a traitor, are you?

I'll probably never know...

why they suddenly believed me.

Maybe it's because the times have changed...

Or maybe it's because I didn't betray a friend.

Our mistakes will be forgotten...

and the exploits will remain.

After all, you have to be able to forgive mistakes...

and deeds to remember.

Twelve years after the escape...

I was walking through Red Square... (fireworks)

and it seemed to me that all of ours were coming along...

both the living and the dead.

Vladimir Sokolov and Peter Kutergin went to the front...

and a month later were killed in the crossing of the Oder River.

Vova Nemchenko was killed during the storming of Berlin.

But we were there together...

And all around, from small to large...

shouted to us, "Glory to the heroes!

And the volleys of the fireworks lit up the faces of my friends.

- Well, captain, full speed ahead. - Mm.

Let's go.

(music playing)