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15th anniversary of Soviet Cinema 10th anniversary of Mezhrabpom-Film

Love and Hate

produced and directed by: Albert Gendelstein

scenario: Sergei Yermolinsky soundtrack: Dmitri Shostakovich

co-director and cinematographer: Vasilij Pronin sound: Adolf Gornstein

sets: Sergei Kozlovsky assistant director: S. Yurtsev assistant cameraman: L. Dyltsev

cast: Vasilisa: Emma Tsesarskaya her husband: Aleksandr Chistyakov

Vera: Very Meretskaya her husband: Nikolaj Kryuchkov Captain: Sergej Komarov

soldier Ivan Porfirevich: hon. art. Viktor Ya. Stanitsyn mine engineer: hon. art. Mikhail N. Kedrov Buba Kastorskij: hon. art. Vladimir Ya. Khenkin

Maria: Elena Maksimova Lena: Elena Malykova Liza: Ye. Chesnokova

production: Mezhrabpom-Films

1919

In spring 1919 General Denikin captured the Donbas and advanced on our home village "Mazurka.

Quiet!

The enemy is pushing from all sides.

So each hand...

that can hold a rifle...

Comrades,

we cannot leave,

we cannot leave.

If you leave the mine, it'll be lost.

After the war, what will we have left?

The mine will be lost without you.

Comrades, so many years we have been working here together!

Don't be sad, Vaska!

Soon you'll see the steppe again.

Mishka,

Mishenka...

Mishka, take me to the front!

That's not for you women.

Mishka, look...

My little daisy...

� How long will my heart suffer?

� Out of grief I'm going to lie down my bed.

� Young one, I'll lie flat on it,

� embracing the downy pillow

� and crying bitter tears.

All night I waited for my husband

� Oh, nights, my long dark nights!

� I'm so tired of you, so bored.

� You've parted me from my sweetheart.

??? [miners' song]

The mine is closed. They've all gone to the front.

How shall we live? We'll all die!

There were only women left in the village...

The poor man...

We continue our entertainment program...

Mister Captain... respects me.

Hello.

Mister Ensign also approves me.

And even His Excellency,

General Anton Ivanovich Denikin

also knows me, and why?

Because I'm Buba Kastorsky, the eccentric satirist!

I'm singing satirical couplets, and nothing more!

Now our wrestler will show...

to the esteemed audience his latest wonderful technics:

he'll eat a living person.

Please, any volunteers?

Who wants to be eaten?

No volunteers? Sad.

Then we won't do this number.

Next... he'll show how the bricks are broken...

on his "steel skull", as they call it.

Attention, mademoiselle Florence,

please show the bricks to the esteemed audience,

to make sure this is not a trick.

Check it, check it.

Thank you for your confidence.

A little task for you.

From here...

...till here,

with a loud ringing voice.

No...

It'll sound convincing only from your lips.

Bravo! Encore!

Begin! Begin!

With God's will and with the...

indefatigable efforts of the Russian Army...

blooming Malorossia...

has been freed from the bloody gangs...

of Bolshevik commissars.

commissars...

Russian people!

Bolshevik commissar gangs have been defeated!

Hooray.

Hooray! Hooray!

His Excellency General Denikin orders:

start the working of the local mines at once.

Hooray!

Russian women! The valiant forces of General Denikin have taken Malorossia and the Donbas and march in triumph on Moscow.

You have to help with the sacred task of saving Russia. The White Army needs coal. 60 of you will work in the mine. Each of those will be given a pound of sugar and 5 pounds of white flour.

In view of this great and joyful event, all women must dress festively and clean their houses, like at Easter. Captain Grinevich.

Enlist me! Enlist me!

Me! Me!

Name?

You.

Stand straight.

You.

Name?

Enlist her.

Enlist me!

I'll "enlist" you all right!

No.

No.

You.

Name?

Oh Lord... dismissed!

You.

Name?

You.

the poor man...

The soldier Ivan Porfirievich took quarters at Vasilisa's.

Why are you so sad, Vasilisa Grigorievna?

You widows must be leading a tedious life.

They say a widow's bed is cold like the grave.

Hard times came for us, the women.

� How long will my heart suffer?

� Out of grief I'm going to lie down on my bed.

� Young one, I'll lie flat on it

� embracing the downy pillow

� and crying bitter tears.

� Oh, nights, my long dark nights!

� I am so tired of you, so bored.

� You've parted me from my sweetheart.

3*5 is... 25

To Mr. Paramonov inventory of extracted coal

Why the hell must a Russian Army officer do all this!

Don't talk like this, Alexander Dmitrievich.

Don't talk like this, Alexander Dmitrievich.

This is a good business,

if you like.

� How long will my heart suffer?

� Out of grief I'm going to lie down on my bed.

� Young one, I'll lie flat on it

This is not allowed

until the shift ends.

When I'm on duty, Vasilisa Grigorievna, I'm...

...a man of iron.

Stop making excuses.

Yesterday, how much?

Four freight cars.

Four? Not enough!

And today?

Today? Three...

Why?

Your Excellency, these are women who work in the mine.

I don't care... my dear.

Three...

You have to make ten today!

Ten!

Your Excellency...

This is an order! Got it?

The Ensign is here...

Ivan Porfirievich, only for a minute, to feed a child.

- You. - What?

Not you! You.

Come inside.

Instead of the dissatisfied one.

Get out of here!

� Oh, nights, my long dark nights!

� I am so tired of you, so bored.

� You've parted me from my sweetheart.

For eight weeks Ivan Porfirievich has been winding up the gramophone.

A tedious life you widows are living...

Same as ours, the soldier's...

hard life.

Same as ours, the soldier's.

We're orphans,

Vasilisa Grigorievna.

Monday.

Make the bed, Vasilisa Grigorievna!

Tuesday.

Make the bed, Vasilisa Grigorievna!

Wednesday.

Thursday.

Friday.

Saturday.

In view of this great and joyful event, all women must dress festively and clean their houses, like at Easter. Captain Grinevich.

I wish you a good life, Vasilisa Grigorievna!

Well, you've cried enough.

You're all the same.

Sitting in corners and suffering by yourselves.

Thus they can do anything they like to us.

You know what to do?

We should...

gather all together, at least once.

Understand?

I want to strangle the son of a bitch.

Andrey Ivanovich!

Here's for you.

>From Mishka?

Hide it.

Read it later.

Sure. All right.

How are you doing at the front?

Not bad.

Our men will be here soon.

We're pushing the Whites back.

Do hurry!

Listen, soon the front will be here.

The committee's order to you, women:

Defend the mine.

We... we...

Who have you got here...

- Verka... - That's me.

I know.

Elena... Lushenko.

Yes, she's all right.

No!

We need a woman...

who can be a leader.

Vasilisa.

The Chistyakova?

Vasilisa, she's such a woman...

she's so powerful.

All right. Act on it.

Your Mishka is fine.

A hero.

The Red Army is starting the offensive on the Donbas.

Hey! Our mine is not far from here.

My wife is there.

Stop!

Commissars...

I'm Buba Kastorsky, the eccentric satirist!

I'm singing satirical couplets, and nothing more!

Mister... eh... Comrade Commissar respects me.

And the Whites... oppress me.

And why?

Because I'm Buba Kastorsky, the eccentric satirist!

I'm singing satirical couplets, and nothing more!

Someone else is here!

Come out, come out.

Where did you come from?

Who are you?

We're artists.

>From the "Mazurka" mine.

Mazurka? Brothers! They're from our mine!

Wait, wait! Ask your questions one by one.

How's my wife, Verka? Did you see her?

Verka, I saw her.

Is the mine still standing?

Yes, she is!

How's my mother, Mania?

Mania? With a turned-up nose? I saw her.

How's everybody on the mine?

They're all right, giving regards to you.

Everything's all right, guys.

If I say so - it's true.

Everything's all right.

Echelon! All aboard!

Echelon! All aboard!

We should all gather at least once.

A letter, from my Mishka.

Delivered to me.

Dear Vera Mitrofanovna,

in the first lines of my letter...

>From my Mishka.

Daily report to the Ensign Kukva.

Verka Korasteleva came to visit us again,

they were whispering behind the door,

I coudn't hear what about.

We gathered secretly in the baths. Vera Mitrofanovna began with her speech.

It's hard, very hard to bear this.

Comrade women... women comrades!

We must think. Think together.

For the first time in our lives.

Who are we?

Soldiers with their fat bellies

are ordering us about, us starving women.

We work every day.

We work like convict slaves.

And at night we have to sleep with a soldier.

Who among us is sleeping with a soldier?

You! You are.

- Me? Me? - You!

Women, are you mad?

Did you come here to fight?

Damn?

I have. I have slept with a soldier.

Mishka's letter. Give it to me.

You.

Read it. Read it aloud.

Dear Vera Mitrofanovna,

in the first lines I'm telling you,

my beloved wife... beloved wife...

that I think of you, my dear daisy flower.

When I dream about you,

I'm getting so hot, I'm ashamed.

Don't worry about me, dear wife,

I'm alive, though I got shell-shocked

and a bullet has scratched my belly.

For two days I couldn't walk straight.

Now I'm out of hospital, and...

attached to the cavalry troops of Comrade Chistyakov.

We've heard that in Grachyovka

the damned Whites blew up and flooded the mine

and it is now fully destroyed.

This is very distressing to me.

I'm beginning to worry about the thing.

You as a woman, a female

cannot understand our miners' concern.

You must...

You must squeeze the General's miserable throat,

so that he cannot ruin our mine.

Well... we retreat?

So be it.

Ensign!

Stop the work on the mine.

Put up guards.

Got it?

Assistant!

Your Excellency.

Get me the engineer.

- Yes, Your Excellency, "get the engineer". - Go.

Sidorenko!

What can I do for you?

Stand straight!

Bravo, Mr. Engineer.

I see you're not going to help us?

I... Captain...

Ensign!

Pour some water for the Engineer.

We know ourselves how to destroy the mine.

If there's no time to flood it,

we'll blow it up, to hell with it!

You won't dare! You won't dare!

� Save, O Lord, Thy people,

� and bless Thine inheritance!

The work on the mine is stopped. All entry prohibited! Violations will be prosecuted according to martial law

� grant Thou victory to Orthodox Christians over enemies

� and by the virtue of Thy Cross

� do Thou preserve Thy habitation.

� Save, O Lord, Thy people,

� and bless Thine inheritance

� grant Thou victory to Orthodox Christians...

We should leave last! It's our duty!

Who? We are so few.

Men have run away. 15 men left.

Clean your pince-nez, Captain.

Hey hey! You must obey me, Ensign!

- Or what? - Nothing.

Check the guards. Prepare for the blasting.

Yes sir.

"Thus passes the glory of the world." (Sic transit gloria mundi.)

Stop!

What if he's one of us?

Come in.

Open up.

The mine...

What?

The Captain is going to blow up the mine.

Quiet! No so loud.

Mania, the door!

Where is Vasilisa?

Quiet, Alexander Anatolich.

Sit down, Alexander Anatolich.

Just a minute, Alexander Anatolich.

Gather the bravest women, and run to Lenka.

- Vasilisa is there. - What about him?

He should stay with Vasilisa's child,

We don't have time for this.

Let's go.

Alexander Anatolich, please stay with the child.

We'll be back soon, we have some business to do.

No wait, how could I...

Please, please be careful.

Wait, where are...

Wait, where are you going? Oh...

We'll search the cage, the drifts,

ransack the whole mine, but we must find the blast points.

You.

- You. - Me?

Take me.

You're pregnant!

You.

He's dead, the vermin.

I'm scared!

We have to... go in.

Guard!

Guard!

Goodbye, dear Alexander Dmitrievich. Don't look for me in vain.

I ran away and won't blow up the mine.

Generals are running away, lining their pockets, and I don't want to be a fool caught by the Reds.

Forget about it, or blow up the mine yourself.

With best and patriotic wishes, Kukva. I took the company's funds too, sorry about that.

Sidorenko! Sidorenko! Sidorenko!

Without rifles we can't do anything.

We have to get to the depot.

And the guard?

We'll get rid of him.

Mania, Pashka - you go around,

we'll take the ravine side.

There's nothing to wait.

Guard! Guard!

Guard!

Guard!

Guard!

Open it.

Mania, hurry!

Hurry! Hurry!

Vasilisa! Vasilisa!

Hurry.

Vasilisa! Vasilisa!

Hands up!

Liza...

Lizochka...

Lizochka...

Vasilisa, let me out.

Hands up!

Bastard!

You won't blow up it, bastard.

You won't blow it up, vermin.

In the evening we captured the remaining Cossacks, and took the power in our hands.

Salute the new boss!

Wanna smoke?

Shut up! Bastard.

Thieves.

Search them!

That's my husband's ring!

I swear I didn't steal it!

Next!

Nobody ever cuts off the buttons! No way!

You won't run away without trousers.

Take them to the quarters.

Never mess with women.

What are you doing?

Next.

Nobody ever cuts off the buttons! No way!

You won't run away without trousers.

Guards for the 2nd shift: Glushenko Mania,

Semenova Olga and Praskovia Liamkina.

Get the rifles.

Guard the mine. Get ready.

I think we should bury them in the new tradition.

Or maybe... even in the war tradition.

What a pity we don't have a brass band.

Women!

Soldiers!

Whites?

Whites, they were just seen...

crossing the river 10 verst away from here.

We are lost! We'll all die!

Don't panic!

That's right.

We'll be ready for them.

Burial in the war tradition: on top of a captured gun.

Take off the coffins.

Take off the coffins!

Shoot!

It won't shoot!

Shoot!

There are no shells!

No shells?

Then we... scare them.

Turn the gun!

Down!

Down, damn it!

Women! Listen!

Those who have rifles, load them!

Trying to get us...

The Reds... The Reds!

Mishka! Mishka!

That's nothing.

I'm wounded all over.

Uncle Sasha...

Uncle Sasha...

Uncle Sasha...

we.. women...

we demand that...

not a single White vermin should remain on our Soviet soil.

Yes Ma'm.

Mount!

Hooray!!!

Hooray!!!

Hooray!!!

This was the year 1919 in our village "Mazurka".

The End.

Engl. subtitles: IDBoris & serdar202 @ KG