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MOSFILM PRESENTS
THIRD ARTISTIC ASSOCIATION
SIBERIAN SAGA
SIBERIAN SAGA POEM
THE CAST
VLADIMIR SAMOILOV VITALY SOLOMIN
SERGEI SHAKUROV NATALIA ANDREICHENKO
EVGENY PEROV MIKHAIL KONONOV
ELENA KORENEVA IGOR OKHLUPIN
NIKOLAI SKOROBOGATOV
PAVEL KADOCHNIKOV as the Eternal Old Man
Scriptwriters VALENTIN EZHOV
ANDREI MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSKY
Director of Photography LEVAN PAATASHVILI
Production Designer NIKOLAI DVIGUBSKY
Music by EDUARD ARTEMIEV
Sound Engineer VALENTIN BOBROVSKY
Directed by BORIS VELSHER FELIX KLEIMAN
Newsreels LEONID EIDLIN Editing VALENTINA KULAGINA
Chronicles Director ARTUR PELESHYAN Editor VERA OSTRIMSKAYA
Directed by ANDREI MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSKY
PART ONE
AFANASY
AFANASY BEGINNING OF THE CENTURY
Hi.
Hi.
- What's wrong? - Nothing.
Where did you get these dumplings?
Nowhere.
- Whose are you? - Nobody's.
Gotcha.
Now l'll make dumplings out of you.
You scum!
- Hey, guys! - Let me go! That hurts!
What the devil's with you two?
Let him have it!
- Give it back, scum. - No way!
Fine.
Dad'll teach you to go crawling around people's barns!
- Thief!. Beggar! - You're a slut!
- Beggar! Thief!. - Bloodsuckers!
- Sour scamp! - Bloodsuckers!
You're a wet louse!
- Your girlfriend? - Hell, no.
They're my worst enemies, the Solomins.
Red-haired puke!
Who's that?
She just hangs around.
Dad found her in the woods on the Devil's Mane, half-dead.
Eat.
They're good, Solomins's dumplings.
Darn.
- What does she want? - Don't worry.
Like l said...
she just hangs around.
So why are you stealing?
They've got lots of everything. They're rich.
There's bagfuls of dumplings in the barn.
l've stolen up to 500 a night.
Aren't you ashamed?
Look who's talking - a runaway convict.
How do you know?
It's obvious. You still have the convict label on.
Where are your folks?
Mom drowned and Dad's chopping a roadway through the woods.
What roadway?
- Where to? - Up to a star.
What star?
He doesn't know himself. Whichever's brightest.
He was the best hunter in the taiga.
But he gave it all up for the road.
- He's chopping it alone? - Alone all right. He's useless.
We Ustyuzhanins are all like that.
Once something's in our head, ain't no getting it out.
Afanasy, you be great hunter.
Fair too.
Everybody know Afonya in Khanta.
Ted get sables,
squirrels and martens.
Solomin take all. No give Ted nothing.
Ted hungry. Ted die!
He's nothing like Afonya, you simpleton.
How many times has Dad told you it's your own fault.
He won't cover up for you anymore.
Hold on, Kolya. What's this all about?
He always does this - swaps all his sables for vodka
and then cries afterwards - tries to get 'em back.
- You look like good man. Help Ted. - Stop it. Get up.
Hold on.
Don't go to Solomin.
Wait till Dad gets back. Wait!
We'll see.
Take the gun!
Hi.
You're the master, right?
Right.
You've offended a man greatly. Give the pelts back.
Give the sables back to the man.
Who's a man? Him?
Maybe we should, boys?
We'll give 'em back.
Don't be afraid.
Don't stand there. Take the pelts.
Ted no need nothing!
- Vasya, flank him on the right. - Stay away.
l've got a bomb.
Give the pelts back now.
Vasya.
You don't know me.
l could blast myself and all of you.
l could do that.
Pete, don't be stingy.
Go ahead,
take your pelts.
Leave a couple of them here. You drank our vodka.
Mine!
- l'll be back. - Where are you off to, you wet louse?
- Rodion, l'll be back! - Get him!
- l'll catch you yet! - Rodion, l'm gonna bring Dad!
l'll be back, Rodion!
Hang in there, Rodion!
You caught a cat.
Yeah. The bitch jumped on me three times.
- Ruined my jacket. - You're needed in the village.
- What the heck for? - There's a runaway convict.
He took the pelts from Yerofei and stuck up for Ted.
The Solomins want to strangle him.
- What kind of a man? - A stranger.
- Is he a good man? - Sure is.
- Let him be. - They'll do him in.
Let 'em.
What if he burns the village?
Damn your village!
l just want to chop through this forest!
Dad, what's that?
It's the sisters weeping.
- But it's only a tree. - A tree.
And it, too, is alive.
We tread on living things,
chop living things.
Pa.
We live off living things.
No. Right now, Vodka's worse for me than a bullet.
- l've been out in the cold for seven days. - Pour me some.
Seven days in this cold.
500 versts.
That's what, six goose flights?
l guess you rode them horses to death.
No horses. The wind carried me.
So it's the wind and no horses!
A bomb.
You've got some guts, Rodion.
Alone in the taiga.
l'm not afraid of the taiga.
Ours is a cursed land for an outsider.
We're used to it.
All done.
Get down!
l'll blast you all to pieces!
l warned you!
Hi!
What are you doing under the table?
Catching mice?
Yerofei, l caught a pussycat in the taiga for you.
Take a look.
Leave it outside. l'll make hats out of it later.
Have no fear.
That's my father.
l'm feverish.
What's that you have?
A chain.
l was chained to the wall for four years like Tommaso Campanella.
Some name.
Must be a Gypsy or a horse thief.
He was a scholar. He lived in Italy.
His dream was to build a wonderful city- a City of the Sun.
He gave his life for that.
l know this book by heart.
It talks about everything - how to build houses
and how people will live in them
- and what the city will be like - - So what will it be like?
A beautiful city, a dream city even.
With pictures and gardens all around.
Silence.
The streets will be laid with white stone - marble it's called.
It'll be clean everywhere.
Incredibly clean.
If your Tommaso spent some time with an ax in our snowy land,
he wouldn't be so queer, and there'd be some use for him.
It does a guy like that good to be chained awhile.
Why, you -
You all live in the woods,
and you worship the woods.
What happened next?
Nothing.
My hands are getting numb.
Too bad.
- We should send for the old man. - What for?
l'm already here.
You stay out.
Wait here.
- Are you the Eternal Old Man? - That's what they call me.
And why'd you come? Who asked you to?
Shut the door.
- The bear understands. - Not a thing.
He's hibernating.
Listen, old man, why don't you give him to me?
He'll carry brushwood for me.
You still chopping?
Yes.
And the sisters weep.
Me too, when l chop.
You know where you're chopping to?
Don't matter where to.
As long as it's away from here. Far away.
You can't get away from yourself.
Well, are you giving me the bear?
You'll make him a boozer.
How can l refuse him a glassful
after a hard day's work?
If l pour him some, he won't say no.
Wanna bet on it?
Watch out, Afonya.
Your road leads straight to the Devil's Mane.
Gotcha!
Nastya, hey, let me speak!
You won't get away now.
It's not for me, Nastya. It's for Rodion. He's needs food!
You want dumplings? l'll treat you to some.
Have some berries, have some mushrooms,
and now some cucumbers to top it off.
Want more dumplings?
- Yes. - You'll have them.
Just strip yourself naked and run three times around the well.
- Chicken? - Me, chicken?
Here you go, Leshy.
Now get dressed.
You scared?
l'm not scared.
They're running!
Look over there!
They're riding it!
They're getting away!
- Hey, over here! - Oh, my God! He fell!
Give me a ride!
Wait, will you!
Hey, Solomins, want a ride?
Strip bare!
l'll chase you down!
Make way!
Go get 'em!
You lost mother-in-law!
The rudder needs to be fixed. Think you can handle it?
And the sail stretched.
You're mad at me?
l can't take you, Kolya!
It's not gonna be fun where l'm going.
Who do you think l am?
Ajailbird? A thief?
No, Kolya.
l'm a fighter, a revolutionary fighter.
l have hands of gold.
l can make weapons, handguns and bombs of any type with these hands.
That's why they kept me chained in solitary like an animal.
You think it was easy for my comrades to plan this escape?
They've been waiting for me in Irkutsk for two months already.
They need a man like me real bad.
l want to go to Irkutsk with you. We'll make bombs together.
Come over here.
You know who l saw in my sleep last night?
l saw the City of the Sun. You don't believe me?
You and l were flying.
Below us were lakes, rivers, Dad's road, and suddenly- the Sun City.
Kolya.
Hands up!
Hands up.
Hands up!
- He's clean. - Search him.
He's a trickster all right.
Isn't that so, Klimentov?
Okay.
You've started making toys instead of bombs, huh?
You've lost some weight since you ran away.
Hold this, boy.
l actually feel sorry
just looking at you, Klimentov.
To the iceboat quick, Kolya.
And you?
Set the sails. l'll join you.
Let go.
All sprawled out here like this.
Tired, Safon?
We've been chasing after you for nine days, Rodion,
through the taiga and fallen trees.
And my health is not what it was.
Well, sickness is difficult,
but the grave is easy.
l wouldn't be surprised, what with my sins.
Now, Safon, taste my little bread roll.
Hit the ground!
Watch out!
- Nastya, come have some dumplings. - l don't want any.
You fool.
They're taking Rodion away!
- They're taking Rodion away! - We'll set you straight!
Uncle Vasily, they're taking Rodion away!
Watch it!
Rodion!
The Solomins burned your iceboat.
Stop!
Whoa!
One has to suffer for the truth. Truth is the dearest commodity.
Campanella died for his dream and the truth.
My comrades are dying in prison for the truth.
Many more fine men will lay down their lives for it.
Remember,
the future will be
really beautiful.
And here in these swamps,
fantastic Sun Cities will rise.
Have faith.
Believe and wait.
Wear it and remember.
Let go.
Scum, let go! Let go!
l take my hat off not to you,
but to that future.
- Move it! - Giddyap!
Have faith, Kolya,
and wait!
ANASTASIA
ANASTASIA THE TWENTI ES
Kolya!
- Kolya? - Yes.
You gonna work or what?
Kolya!
What?
What are you doing up there?
Seeing if there's anything up ahead.
Miles and miles of marshes.
Cursed land.
Kolya, you son of a bitch, get down, l say.
- l don't wanna. - What do you mean you don't wanna?
l've chopped with you for five years. l've had enough.
You crazy?
Who wants your road through the marsh,
old fool?
Just you wait!
You're gonna get it.
- Hey, Pops. - You're gonna get it.
Just you -
- How did you - - Tell you what.
Just what kind of life
have you lived because of this damn road?
You -
Filth, swamps, mosquitoes.
- And no woman. - l'll show you!
Look at yourself!.
The things you say to your father!
Maybe you're not my father.
Maybe Mom made me with Solomin while you were chopping that road.
Kolya.
Ouch!
Pa!
- l'll show you! - Pa!
- Oh, Kolya! - You'll strain yourself, Pa.
For God's sake, wait.
Pa!
Let me have my way or l'll get sick.
Hey, Nastya!
What?
- Phil Solomin's outside. - l heard. What else?
Nothing.
Off to the woods - to Kolya?
Be careful in the forest.
Please not before you're wed, Nastya.
l know how those Ustyuzhanins are.
Quick indeed.
What's with you, Father?
Let me be.
Where are the cartridges?
What do you think you're doing?
In the chest.
What happened?
- l'm thirsty. - What happened?
It's over.
We'll all go to hell now.
Where are the pelts? Let me smell you breath.
- You didn't swap it for liquor, did you? - It's the revolution, l tell you.
The poor are having a fling, marauding and killing people.
Thank God we got back alive.
What's this?
We grabbed what we could.
What came our way.
Where are you going, Sis?
- Let me go. - Go where?
Let me go.
l won't have you making out in the bushes
with that beggar.
What? Clear the way!
Clear the way!
l'm going to give you a berry.
l'll treat you myself.
Sweet berry.
And ripe.
Sweet.
Do you miss me?
Kolya!
Do you?
You do.
Life's no life without you, Kolya.
Where the heck are you?
l can't live without you any longer.
Come here.
What's new in the village?
- Our people are back. - Why so soon?
Some sort of a revolution.
What?
The czar was toppled.
Pa, the Russian people are uprising.
Where the hell have you been?
The czar's been overthrown. The people have revolted.
- Pick up the ax and chop. - Now -
Now -
Now -
Now...
we're gonna bring you down.
We've had enough.
We'll be on top now.
How long have you been smothering us?
And how long have you been crushing us?
Down with you!
Down with you!
A pig is no match for a goose.
Cool it. l may change my mind,
and you'll be an old maid.
That's enough. l can marry Phil Solomin.
- What? - You heard me.
They're the poorest in the village, but not mean.
Go on, you red-haired straw...
and never set foot here again!
Watch your step.
You might damage a nest.
What if l do?
The bird will fly away
and won't sing.
Without its singing, work will be dull.
Phil!
Keep away.
Phil!
You deaf? Some girl's calling for you.
Damn her. No match for a goose indeed.
l won't have her play with me.
Well?
- Come here. - What?
Oh, come on.
How about that!
Keep away!
Anastasia, shall l send
the matchmakers?
Yes, uncle Yermolai.
Phil, did you hear that?
Get down, Nastya.
- We'll talk. - What about?
Get down, l say.
No.
- Phil, hold it. - Phil, swing on.
Swing it yourself.
Faster.
Anastasia, you know me.
l just blabbed it out like a fool.
Nastya, l'm sorry.
Nastya.
Get lost.
And he gets it.
Hey, bitch.
What if l disgrace you?
l can, you know.
Drop on my knees in front of your gates.
- And l'll stay there. - Go ahead.
- l will. - Go ahead.
l will!
- Want some nuts? - Get lost.
The little flower came to be-
l bet you love me, not him!
l've forgotten all about you.
Phil, come here.
Swing.
Swing harder, harder!
Matchmaking, Yermolai?
A wedding. Just look at that wedding.
- See? There's gonna be a wedding. - A beautiful wedding.
- Dad, can l go with you? - Go on!
Yermolai! Sucking up to them rich men?
Our Phil's gonna marry Anastasia.
Anastasia,
come out now!
Anastasia,
or else l don't know what l'll do!
l'll wreck the whole place!
Anastasia,
come out or l'll leave without you.
Hey, Solomins, come out!
You're scared of the revolution!
Solomins,
it's curtains for you murderers.
The revolution is happening!
Don't whine. l won't touch you.
l won't touch you.
Go away.
Go some other way.
My heart's aching.
Aching.
Come on.
Bastard.
You know what? You'll never have Anastasia.
Take a boat, and go anywhere you want.
To the revolution or to your Sun City.
l won't go without Anastasia.
You're scared of the revolution. Scared!
Soon they'll bring you all down.
Anastasia's coming with me. l'm taking her.
l'm taking her.
Here we go!
Hold him!
Dad! l didn't -
l didn't mean to.
Get him!
Dad, l meant no harm.
Gotcha!
The hell you'll get me!
Let go!
Enough, Pete.
My turn now.
Clear the way.
- Not to death, Son. - Don't worry.
What are you doing?
Don't believe him, Nastya.
What was that about the czar?
Stay away!
Stay away or l'll kill you.
END OF PART ONE
PART TWO
NIKOLAI, AFANASY'S SON
NIKOLAI, AFANASY'S SON THE THIRTIES
"Buried here is the body of God's servant Afanasy Ustyuzhanin"
The cannons were roaring
Our machine-gun spat fire
The bandits were defeated
We bravely pressed on
This is your homeland, son.
Nothing much, you might say.
But you'll never find a better one.
The time has come, O brothers
To do the butchers in
They didn't recognize me!
l stepped on some crap.
Why such poor shooting? Out of practice?
Why such poor shooting?
Out of practice?
- We were just scaring you. - Scaring? Why?
Times being what they are.
All sorts of men roaming around.
- So you're here. - So l'm here.
Where's Nastya?
Hello, my kinsmen.
Many thanks for beating me and throwing me out of the village.
No bad without good.
Yes, l've learned a thing or two. And now, this here.
Here's your grandson - my son.
Alexei Ustyuzhanin.
We came to you
to build a new life.
Open up.
Where is Nastya?
Where is Nastya?
Nastya died heroically in the revolutionary storm.
Go home. Home, l say.
l come to her again,
and she says, "No way."
Hey, guys, l wanna ask you -
Say, Nikolai,
have you seen my son Phil
in them big cities anywhere?
Hold on, will you?
First, let me ask you, fellow comrades -
What do you suppose our land Siberia is?
- Why ask? You're from around here yourself. - Try and find a better one!
A rough land, our Siberia.
That's right.
Rough, but not poor.
This magazine here has writing and photographs
about everything there is in our land.
Scientists say
that underground and in the marshes
great riches are hidden.
Oil, gas, metals, ore, gold and so on.
They've decided to develop our marshland.
Our village, Elan,
has a key part to play
on a world proletarian scale.
Here you see an English drilling machine
that was bought in England with gold.
They're gonna put it up next to Elan
and start pumping from the ground.
- Pumping what? - Everything that's there - to the bottom.
What if we fall down through?
What are you laughing for? He said to the bottom.
What are we Christians gonna hold on to?
They'll pump the good out and the shit will remain.
That's what you can hold on to.
Shush! Shush, l say!
Fellow comrades.
According to comrade Lenin's decree, all minerals, rivers, land, and forests
shall belong to the people,
who are the masters of the Soviet Land.
Our task is to develop Siberian wealth.
Tomorrow we start cutting
a road through the marshes.
A difficult but honorable task.
We'll haul the drilling rig
along that road
so it'll soon start pumping
from underground for the benefit of all Soviet people.
Any questions?
Raise your hands. Who's for it, who's against it.
Who's for it?
- Hands! - No.
If there's anything you don't understand,
just ask me. Don't be shy.
A curious question.
- Will we be paid for our work? - Sure.
- How much? - Enough to buy bread.
What if l'm used to butter?
Get unused. You once robbed the Khanty.
- Enough. - That's right.
- They're gonna pinch tails. - Whose tails?
- Yours! - Mine?
- Yes. - Yours and Yerofey's too.
You forget how you crawled at my feet over debts.
- We did? Okay, take your debt. - What is this?
Come on. Hit him!
Quit it.
Quit it, l say.
Stop it.
That won't do!
What are you pounding your gun on the table for?
- Wait, Pete. - Why's he pounding his gun on the table?
As for the road,
l'm signing up first.
How about that!
Where are we making it to?
You know my Dad's road, don't you?
Sure.
We'll continue building it further.
But it leads to the Devil's Mane.
Not just to the Devil's Mane. It goes farther than that.
- People go nuts there. - They black out.
We're not going.
So what if we never went there before?
If necessary, now we will.
l'm for it.
Unanimously.
Thanks for displaying
a revolutionary conscience, fellow comrades.
We start tomorrow morning.
Olga, give that back!
What do you want, Spiridon?
We need to talk.
Don't worry, he's okay.
l want to ask,
what sort of heroic death
did Nastya die?
Alexei, step outside.
They burned her
near Argun.
White Cossacks.
She was captured together with the infirmary.
They doused her with alcohol in the freezing cold and set her on fire.
She lit up like a torch.
l'll never forgive you for Anastasia.
Oh, black raven
- Why are you hovering over my head - Don't oversleep tomorrow.
Well,
Kolya.
Now -
My son Phil
enrolled at an academy.
l bet he'll move up even higher.
He married a city girl.
Here.
Take a look.
Just look at him.
Who is this?
A chap who could have been your Dad.
My! l overslept!
Why didn't you wake me up? Didn't l ask you to?
l tried to, but you fought me off.
Is Spiridon here?
- He got sick. - He's just faking, the contra.
So he's sick.
We'll cure him in a jiffy.
Alexei!
Just look at you.
And it flew inside there.
And the frog atop a hedgehog trotted on.
So you're skipping public work, Spiridon?
Yes, Kolya.
- Afraid to go to Devil's Mane? - Dream on. l'm not afraid of anything.
- l just don't want to. - Stop messing around.
Look, people are waiting for you.
We're not joking, Kolya. We're not going to that cursed place.
You're not, are you?
We are free men, aren't we, Artiom?
So you won't fulfill comrade Stalin's instructions
to build a bright future with your people
and strengthen Soviet power?
Artiom and I, we screw your Soviets! See that?
Stand up!
- Stand up, you contra! - Alexei.
He's against Soviet power. To the wall, you contra!
Hi, nephew.
So, Spiridon.
l'm arresting you.
In the name of Soviet power, right?
Sure, right.
- And l'm sending you to the city. - About time!
Bastard!
They'll tell you what's what.
Yerofey, let's go outside.
Yes, sir.
Didn't Vasya tell you to leave?
Alexei, you guard the arrested.
Make sure he doesn't fool around.
Well, nephew.
Not robbing the Khanty again, are you?
- For shame! - Yeah, the Khanty too.
That's robbery.
The forests now belong to the people.
Only the Soviet government manages them.
- There's more! - No!
- What the - - No!
You think your mama died of typhus fever?
She was killed.
Alexei, come to me.
Alexei.
- Uncle Spiridon, l'll shoot. - Go ahead, Alexei.
- Go ahead. - Dad.
- Go ahead. - Dad!
Are we allowed to pick berries and mushrooms?
- For now, yes. - Thank God. We'll survive then.
Look, here's more!
Daddy!
What?
- l quit. - What's gotten into you?
- What? - Fix me a drink.
- Spiridon. - Daddy!
- Spiridon. - Get away.
Oh, black raven
Why are you hovering
Over my head
- Pour me some. - You will never get your prey
You sent me down the river and made a man of me.
Now you go for a ride.
No, black raven
- l'm not yours - You'll thank me afterwards.
Why do you bare your claws
Kolya.
O birdie
You got it all wrong.
Why are you hovering
- Over my head - You've got a stump for a head, Kolya.
You believe l am
Your trophy
No, black raven
l'm not yours
See that he doesn't run away.
No way.
It's a long trip.
Three days and nights without sleep.
He knows l'm a good shot.
l thank you all.
l bow my head to you.
It's okay.
Misha!
Dad!
Wait.
Dad, what's with you?
What's with you, Dad?
The Devil's Mane is calling.
Right. It's from the Mane.
It's messing with us, guys.
Listen, Kolya.
Maybe we could build something else for socialism?
How about a road, but in a different direction?
No, the Devil's Mane it must be.
- No, not the Devil's Mane. - What do you mean?
l mean what l say.
Khanty never go there. They're scared.
And we won't either.
Play something cheerful, Arkady.
For shame, guys.
Socialism shines all over the country,
but here we have darkness and prejudice instead.
Why are you hiding?
Cool it, Dad.
l'm talking to you, Dad.
l'll shoot all of you
like contras.
Give that here.
What ignorance! God doesn't exist.
Guys!
Hey, give it a break. No more.
What break?
We've got to get to the Mane.
- No matter what. - Dad!
- Easy does it. - Dad.
Guys,
let him be.
Let him be!
- There's no God, and no devil either. - Shut up, you half-wit.
You're so ignorant.
What's so scary, you fools?
What's so scary?
It's only a swamp.
Nothing but a swamp.
Why don't you go there yourself?
- l will. - And come back too.
Nothing to it.
- Well, shall we? - Maybe it's not worth it, Pa.
It's worth it, Alexei. It's worth it.
Dad!
You'll make 'em all mad.
Oh, Lord help us.
Well, where's this Devil's Mane of yours?
Where's the Mane?
Soon, Alexei, soon.
No, you tell me where we're heading.
- North or south? - l didn't go to any academies.
But l know the way without your help.
Pa, why don't we go home now?
What will we say to the people?
We'll say we were there, saw it.
Then what?
Then we'll drive the mindless masses here and start chopping.
Where to?
Where to, Pa?
Forward,just like in the song.
No, l can't tell lies.
l've got
to find out personally.
Okay, you go, but l'm not going.
- Yes, you are. - No.
Yes, you are.
Then l'll go without you.
l'm off, Alexei.
Pa!
Pa!
What the -
No! Pa! Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
Go away!
What's with you?
Alexei.
What's with you, Pa?
We'll never make it to the swamp, Alexei -
to Devil's Mane.
Why did l take so much upon myself?
l belong in the field hospital with the shell-shocked.
Pa.
So you're shell-shocked, big deal.
You'll pull through.
You figure we'll make it, Alexei?
We can make it.
Sure thing, Pa.
Of course we will.
Hey, Alexei.
Talk to me, Alexei, will you?
What do you think? What should we do next?
Nothing. Sleep.
We need to make a decision about the Mane.
Do we keep on chopping or not?
Chop.
Maybe we shouldn't?
l could go to the regional committee
and ask for help.
Tell them what's happening here, huh?
Go ahead.
l shouldn't have arrested Spiridon.
l shouldn't have.
He warned me about the Mane.
He was right.
He warned us, didn't he?
We must chop on through.
There's no way back.
Pa.
CHI LDREN ARE OUR FUTURE GIVE THEM THE BEST
- Pa! - What?
Don't be so upset.
So you sent him to jail. He'll be fine.
He won't fall apart. He's not made of sugar, is he?
He, Nastya and myself used to catch fish together with our shirts.
We ran down the same trails barefoot.
You think it's easy for me
to give him a rifle butt in the back?
Pa.
Let's go back to the city. l want to go back to the orphanage.
l guess l'll boil some potatoes.
Pa!
Pa?
Let me go, Spiridon!
Where's Pa?
Pa!
Where is he?
Pa! Pa!
Alexei.
Pa!
Pa's dead.
You killed Pa?
Come back, Alexei.
- You hear me? - Get away!
It's no good hanging around orphanages.
- l'll leave here. - You can stay with us.
We won't abandon you.
l'll get you yet!
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
Kolya, Kolya.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Pa!
KI EVSKY
GLORYTO THE RED ARMY
TAYA
TAYA THE FORTI ES
ELAN VI LLAGE
"Buried here is the body of God's servant Yerofey Solomin"
There he is.
Over there.
- Take him. - l'm afraid.
When he gets well, then you'll be afraid, you fool.
What's this?
Old man.
Hey, old man.
l know you.
You're the Eternal Old Man.
Eat what God's blessed us with.
Old man.
Hey, old man, is Elan still around?
Hasn't fallen to the ground yet.
Who do you want to see in Elan?
The Solomins, old man.
There are lots of Solomins. Which one?
Spiridon.
Spiridon's in jail.
- He's in jail. - He is?
He's been there over five years
for killing your father Nikolai.
l recognized you at once, Alexei.
You run away from the orphanage?
What's his term?
Ten years in jail plus five more of hard labor.
- Where's he doing time? - Can't be any farther than Siberia.
He still won't get away.
l'll get him when he gets out.
What are you staring at me for?
What are you -
Why don't you stay here?
Your homeland will give you strength and wisdom.
You nuts or something, old man?
l'm not gonna waste my sunny youth in your swamps.
Bye!
Maybe we'll meet again if you don't kick the bucket.
"Bolshevik Nikolai Ustyuzhanin
fell at the heinous hand of his class enemy"
You live in Elan?
- What? - l asked, do you live in Elan?
Yes.
l trudged 5,000 kilometers to get here.
- Swans? - Geese.
Geese.
Geese.
ELAN VI LLAGE
VOLGA - VOLGA
Then there's Sochi, then Tuapse.
The Black Sea is something.
In the evening, there's restaurants, music, women,
tango.
- What? - Tango is a type of dance.
Can you dance at all or not?
Want me to teach you?
Come here.
Come closer.
Closer. l'm supposed to hold you.
And you hold me. Like this.
- That's no tango. - Hey, l know what tango is.
- That's not tango. - Yes, it is.
No, it isn't. It isn't.
- Yes, it is. - No, it isn't.
You silly bumpkin.
Okay, teach me.
l know it's tango.
What are you grabbing for?
What are you grabbing for?
It's a dance.
Is that everyone?
l guess so.
Here.
As you know,
"On June 22, the Soviet Union was attacked by Nazi Germany."
- What? - Who attacked?
- When? - We beat them Germans once.
Don't you have a radio?
Yes, l do.
But it doesn't work.
We live on the edge of the world.
The war...
has been going on over two weeks now.
No luck l guess.
- Are you Guriev? - Yes.
Why isn't this oil rig in the registrar?
l don't know. We've been around over seven months.
Look, comrade,
we'll join you in five days on our motor boat. It's over there.
l can't allow it. Move on.
That barge of yours will take a week
to get to the recruiting center, plus a stop at every village.
And on my motorboat it's just five days.
Stop delaying. Move it.
Look at us. Look, l say!
Look at me.
We climb trees because of that gas. We sleep there.
The guys are half-dead, but we keep on drilling.
l have my orders, and l'm carrying them out.
It shouldn't be done like this. It's not too smart.
- It shouldn't. - How many days do you need?
Three days. Three.
We're gonna drill day and night.
l can't allow it.
l've been waiting for this moment for 12 years.
There's oil here, understand? There must be.
An ocean of it beneath Devil's Mane, understand?
Oil - it's needed for defenses, for the war.
- You're sabotaging it. - No.
Battles are going on near Smolensk, understand?
Near Smolensk.
What?
Wait!
Wait! Wait for me!
Has Berlin fallen already?
Sign me up
for war!
Sign me up please.
You're underage.
Open your eyes. My birthday is...
soon.
Come on. Sign me up.
Go ahead.
Alexei!
Alexei!
Taya!
Will you come back?
Will you wait for me?
Will you wait for me?
l'll be waiting for you my whole life!
The storm was wailing The rain made noise
Within the darkness Lightning flashed
And thunder rolled on endlessly
And winds were roaring in the wild
Ah, kids.
THE CAST
Afanasy Ustyuzhanin VLADIMIR SAMOILOV
Nikolai Ustyuzhanin VITALY SOLOMIN
Yerofey Solomin EVGENY PEROV
Spiridon Solomin SERGEI SHAKUROV
Rodion Klimentov MIKHAIL KONONOV
The Eternal Old Man PAVEL KADOCHNIKOV
Anastasia Solomina NATALIA ANDREICHENKO
Taya Solomina ELENA KORENEVA
Alexei Ustyuzhanin EVGENY LEONOV-GLADYSHEV
Vasily LEONID PLESHAKOV
Peter ALEXANDER POTAPOV
Philip IGOR OKHLUPIN
Yermolai NIKOLAI SKOROBOGATOV
Frol GEORGY SHTIL
Prokopy GENNADY YUKHTIN
Darya VALENTINA BEREZUTSKAYA
Manka ANNA-MARIA GRAVER
Ted MAXIM MUNZUK
Guriev KONSTANTIN GRIGORIEV
Commissar ALEXANDER YAKOVLEV
Cavalry Sergeant Major ALEXANDER YANVAREV
END OF PART TWO
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