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"012".

"012".

This is "012".

"012", why didn't you reply?

Fire in the engine.

Permission to use the extinguisher?

No! You won't be able to restart the engine!

Affirmative.

Drift down to 1000, aim the plane to the field

and bail out, copy?

Copy, drifting down.

Markelov, you prepared the plane... Are you deaf?

Did you remove the pin from the catapult?

"012", Leonov? What's going on?

Why don't you answer? I order you...

Damn... He turned off the engine.

What the... drive straight to the runway! - Yes, sir.

Comrade Colonel, the committee... - Which committee!

General Kamanin.

It's like he's blowing the engine.

Come on, buddy... Come on!

There we go!

Hold on!

Lyoha... Lyoha!

Markelov...

Scallywag.

Comrade Lieutenant General! The commander of the 294th...

At ease!

What are you doing here?

Circus performance with visual and smoke effects.

Lyoha, are you OK?

Why you didn't jump? We all almost turned grey!

Here... hide it.

And what will we say? Eh, Lyoha?

Well... we'll say we were saving expensive Soviet equipment.

Go on!

The equipment is old, the engine went wrack.

- But we'll find whose that's fault. - Who is the pilot?

Lieutenant Leonov. We'll have to speak with him.

He's really crazy.

Send him to me.

We are precisly looking for crazy people.

- THE TIME OF PIONEERS -

Yevgeny Mironov

Konstantin Khabensky

Vladimir Ilyin

Anatoly Kotenyov, Alexandra Ursulyak, Alexandr Novin, Yelena Panova

Experimental construction department N°1. 1963.

In 65th!

In 65th.

Everybody dismiss.

I said, dismiss!

How so, in 65th?

Why?

It was supposed to be in 67th.

By that year, Voskhod 2 could be prepared 100%. Why?

Because the Americans have moved their flight.

Now they are planning their spacewalk before ours.

It's unacceptable.

But to allow an unprepared product into space,

with "USSR" letters on its broadside... is acceptable?

And be ashamed in front of the whole world...

and get two heroic corpses instead of two alive heroic cosmonauts!

We'll do our best to prepare the spacecraft but the deadline is soon...

Two spacecrafts.

The first one for the tests.

We'll work over all our mistakes on it.

And then... our Voskhod 2 will fly.

Sergey Pavlovich, even if we can be on time with two spacecrafts,

Voskhod must go almost immediately. I cannot understand...

how we are going to ensure absolute reliability of all systems.

We'll work over the maximum amount of extraordinary situations.

And we'll rely on the people.

Thank God, we have the two best pilots.

How many combat missions did you have on the front?

Stop this, Lyosh.

We're approaching the disembarking point.

The ceiling is really low and the wind is increasing.

- How low? - Ceiling is 400m, without light gaps.

The wind is really violent. Are we going back?

Yes we are.

Why? It's fun with the wind.

It would be fun if out of ten times, one was without consequences. Take it!

Will we back off in space, too?

There will be different instructions in space, Lyosh.

Why did they choose us?

Why us, and not someone else?

I haven't thought about that yet.

Because we can handle impossible tasks.

Eat, the apple is tasty.

I'll eat at home.

Lyosh, did you get it? We won't jump.

- Who said that? - The instructions.

Don't miss me, chap.

Vlad! Close it.

Stay calm, Pash.

Lyosha!

Unwind!

Unwind!

Feet together!

- What? - Feet together!

Come along.

Come on!

Lyoha!

Don't touch!

The bird won't come back if it knows that you touched them.

Is it its house?

Yes.

- And it also sleeps here? - Who knows?

But dad, tell me, where does the bird sleep?

If you want to know, you'll find out. Come!

Lyoshka! Let's go.

The meaning is correct, but the form is not.

- There is a lack of formal tone.

- Permission to speak? - No.

May I ask you... to let me visit Lieutenant Colonel Belyaev.

- The doctors will decide. - They are OK...

but he doesn't want to see anyone. I want to support him.

- What's with your leg? - Oh, it just fell asleep.

Leonov...

Do you know why I didn't kick you in the pants yet?

- Negative, sir. - Neither do I.

- Continue the training. - Thank you.

Comrade General, we'll do it!

Pavel is going to heal, and you'll see...

- Your new partner is Major Khrunov. - How so? But Pavel...?

Listen! That's not his fault. I jumped first, you know...

- I provoked him. - I know. I red your report.

Don't worry, Belyaev will rest for a while, get some treatment.

The officer is not young, almost forty... Let him get better.

But we have no right to slow down the program.

- You are now training with Khrunov - Yes, sir!

The dinner is getting cold.

It looks like.

Sveta, I told you that "it looks like" is the worst compliment for an artist.

Not for an artist but it is for a cosmonaut with a paintbrush.

Who could have become a very good artist...

Please, the light... But what about space?

For a real artist, in order to get into space,

it's not necessary to fly there on a rocket.

But I see the stars through the ceiling.

No, it's rather...

I don't see the ceiling, but only the sky.

I would... reach the Moon on a bike. But there are not such bikes.

- Dinner is ready! - Daddy, may I take the apple?

- Hey, after dinner. - So let's go have dinner now.

Hiya!

Well, I see...

Right, keep silent.

I will speak.

So...

We start the program to restore physical form.

I have just one life.

And just one partner too... I won't fly with others.

I'm training with Khrunov, but just for now.

As soon as you're back, we go to the supervisors

to file a report for the board and that will be fine.

Wow... That's good that you don't have a fracture.

An old injurie got worse but...

that's such a trifle, it will heal up.

- Some people get their head split open... - Alexey, look at me... and hear me.

- I will fly with you nowhere. - Why do I disgust you so much?

That's not the point.

You have no fear, and that's bad.

I'll tell you a story...

- Go away! - And you'll get what I'm talking about.

- You didn't get me? - No.

Leonov doesn't leave just like that.

I do my work and then I go.

Easy, easy...

OK. Swing

And one, two..

One!

Two...

- Let me help! - Ah! Go away!

Go to hell...

Comrade Belyaev!

Go away from here!

Everything is fine, we figured it out.

- Go away! - All right.

What's it? Do you want me to scratch?

Scratch yourself.

- You know what I think? - No, what do you think?

Move faster.

Yeah, indeed, right.

How didn't I guess by myself?

The spacesuit is 40 Kg.

Every extra movement causes the inertia.

And you can't see anything when you go feet first

Well, then a break.

No! Once more.

In an hour.

Why, after all those zero-gravity sessions,

you didn't have any successful entry into the airlock?

- What's wrong, comrade Major? - Well, one of the several reasons is...

the spacesuit.

Comrade chief designer, it's called "Eagle"...

but it's rather an asbestos coffin. Sorry.

But I have a suggestion, may I?

Boris Victorovich!

So in order to pull up the tether and control your movements,

you need more agility.

Here, please, note – linkage joints

at the elbow, knee, carpal bends... for greater freedom of movement.

- Did you draw it? - Yes, sir.

- They correlate with the pressure in... - Boys...

Making such a spacesuit would take two or... two and a half years.

- We don't have them, Leonov. - I see.

But what if we shift the tether attachment point to the helmet?

Excuse me?

Why that?

Our cosmonaut enters the airlock feet foremost, right?

It would be better if he can see where he is going

and get into the airlock head foremost.

Comrades, give us three minutes.

- Go ahead. - Me?

Yes. How exactly do you want?

Head foremost? Let me see.

Come on.

Well.

- And now turn back to face the hatch. - Why?

- To close the outer hatch. Manually. - But it's automatic!

It's automatic 9 times out of 10. Let's assume you are out of luck.

And now, imagine that you are in an inflexible spacesuit.

And running out of oxygen.

- Have you imagined? - Yes.

That's all. You're dead. And your mate too.

Now we know, we'll be working on the task.

Sorry for bothering you. Sergey Pavlovich...

We are ready to fly even in shackles or mail.

We are a people who fly in shackles from birth.

Imagine, if they were removed, what it would have been...

We'd lose balance...

and just crash ourselves...

That is who we are.

- Go. - Yes, sir.

The drawing, leave it.

Yevgeny Anatolievich!

Belyaev is bad!

How bad?

Comrade Belyaev! What are you doing?

As you said, exercising the leg.

But I meant little by little...

Gradually, with time.

I don't have time, Evgeny Anatolievich.

The old pilot of the soviet army.

- You know what I like about you, Khrunov? - What?

Your smile.

Smile again.

Un vrai Gagarine!

Pasha!

Welcome back!

Squad! Draw up!

Front leaning rest position!

Sorry.

- Comrade Belyaev, join up. - Yes, sir

- Welcome back! - Thank you.

And one, two...

Experimental construction department No.1 120 days before launch

Nikishin!

Go home and get some sleep.

You will finish it tomorrow.

Sergey, people need some rest.

They've been toiling for three weeks with three shifts.

Right after the control visitation.

Everyone will get off. For one day.

Let's put the chairman in the spaceship.

To feel like Gagarin and be satisfied.

Then to the celebration dinner and a kick in the pants.

A kick in the pants is okay.

But no outsiders in the spaceship, even Brezhnev.

What is it? Nikishin?

Step aside. Light on the chest and head area.

So what?

- He's dead. - My God...

I want to know exactly what happened.

Exactly.

Boris, report back to me in half an hour, what occurred

with the electrics.

Sure.

- Do we cancel the visitation ? - No way!

I want them to see all this. We desperately need them to see it.

May they report back to whom they should.

It used to be better, comrade Colonel.

- Please... give it to Svetlana Egorovna. - Yes, sure.

In honor of a nice sunny day.

And her wise decision!

- What is this? - Someone asked to give it to you.

Put it here.

So, comrade, by now, I don't have any claim.

Let's do it again and then we'll check the pressure.

- Well, for our ladies! - Hooray!

And... how do we call a lady who is a cosmonaut?

Cosmonaut or Lady-Cosmonaut?

We've said already, "for ladies" not "for cosmonauts"...

What about the medics?

What did they say?

Didn't let me pass. That's their decision.

Wait a second... What's that "decision"?

What did they give as a reason?

- Anything specific? - "No go. Age, injuries".

"You can't run well with a bum leg"

I see...

So you backed off? Who am I going to fly with now?

- You're my partner, why are you deserting? - What do you think?

What kind of partner?

Here is your partner.

We don't serve our own whims, but the common goal.

- They're right, I'm inapt. - I don't care. If I fly, it's with you.

- Are you going to run in space? - The Chief !

'ten-shun!

Run or not...

you can't outrun fate.

Things didn't work out for me.

Can't outrun?

Lyosh!

Lyosh!

Well... It's our turn to go to space.

Are you out of your mind, Major? Do you want to be thrown out?

Comrade General! Permission to speak?

- Anything, comrade Leonov? - Did you see him running?

So he's able. Not half able.

- That's all? - Yes. I mean yes, sir.

- Dismiss. - Yes, sir.

Dismiss.

I'd like to see the results of the medical commission.

"Zero gravity"

Almaz-2 in the airlock.

Well done, Almaz.

Well, we'll see...

About that.

Day of the launch of the unmanned test module

Well, comrades cosmonauts... During the test operations,

we'll make a film about the soviet heroes.

- I feel myself Muslim Magomayev. - It's good, that not Pyekha.

Scene 1, take 3

Today, we gathered here not to celebrate victory

but to verify...

the possibility of that victory.

- Attention, get ready and... start! - Go to dad.

- Daddy! Ouch! - Stop.

Let's go again.

Key to ignition.

- I had a bad dream. - What a silly thing...

Stop.

The launch of an unmanned module will be implemented today

at 10:30 am - Moscow time.

Record 2.

As you know, the ship will reach an orbit for testing purposes.

- That's OK. - Come on, Svet, what's wrong?

"The space farewell", part 2, scene 3, take 1.

Our task is to run a full test of the machinery.

Ignition.

All key parts of Voskhod 2, including inflatable airlock,

will be understood to be fully tested

only once the unmanned module returns to Earth.

Start.

Dad!

We must be sure about the accuracy of our calculations

before the launch of the spacecraft

with pilots-cosmonauts: Pavel Belyaev and Alexey Leonov.

The spacecraft has reached the orbit.

Our heroes, who we pin a special mission

Airlock open.

of going outside a spacecraft for the very first time

and have a spacewalk in outer space.

Conditional spacewalk implemented.

The success of this flight will help us in reaching the moment

when we can be as equals with space.

Be like friends with it.

Take heed!

Attention! The connection has been lost.

I repeat, the connection has been lost.

Confirm, observing the cloud of wreckage.

Good to see you, Sergey Pavlovich. Please, you are kindly requested.

"I pledge the Soviet government"

"Esteemed Communist Party"

"All soviet people"

- Good to see you, Leonid Ilyich. - Sergey Pavlovich.

Let's finish the movie and we'll talk.

I don't have time to watch a movie.

I can feel Earth slipping under foot.

It doesn't slip under foot, only for those who make no headway.

And you're Korolyov, engine for progress.

I have a complete report here with all technical details.

Let me try to tell you in short.

If something isn't clear, ask.

I know...

The spacecraft reached the orbit.

Conditional spacewalk was implemented.

Now... repeat the same...

- with two cosmonauts and get a Gold Star. - But the spacecraft fell apart.

- We don't know why, there is no data. - Was there a spacewalk?

- Conditionally, yes. - Now do it unconditionally.

The United States want to launch their spacecraft in May.

Our Voskhod must fly before.

So that the whole world knows that we are the first.

Our space time is happening. Soviet time. The time of pioneers.

I don't care about the Americans. I understand that the main thing for us,

for our country... is not to be ashamed.

But...

while I manage all this, an unprepared spacecraft won't go to space.

All the more, if my people are inside. Only over my dead body.

- Is that a fact? - Yes.

You know what...

Think over that.

And get to work tomorrow.

There is no one but you,

our indispensable.

- When did you rest last? - Rest is for the tired.

But I'm not.

Maybe, you are not, but your heart says the opposite.

My heart is capricious.

But I hope we'll make a deal.

I don't want to scare you.

But it can happen any moment. In your place...

Thank you, doctor, that you're not in my place.

Thank you, that you're in your place.

It was an honor to meet you.

Goodbye.

Cosmonaut's hotel. Baikonur One day before launch

Is it snowing in Moscow too?

If so, I can ski with the girls.

Yeah, right... Build a snowman, get some pie.

- Did we prepare for nothing? - You poured, you drink.

So, we won't fly?

I don't think anything.

There are rules.

We've spent so much time and effort!

Rules... What do they have for a head?

What do you want? Korolyov to trust luck?

Not luck. We took apart that ship cog by cog and put it back together.

I rely on it like on my own mother. But you're just standing and packing.

Do you think you're the only one who wants to fly to space?

Well... As Motherland will order.

Do I need your orders?

I won't back off.

Yes?

- Good morning, Sergey Pavlovich. - Good morning.

Good morning.

- You've been up for a while? - No, just got up. Drinking tea.

As you know, the test flight was not successful.

Launching Voskhod 2 with people inside is too risky.

We'll repeatedly launch an empty module on your rocket.

We'll build a new one in a year and you'll fly.

- Alright. - Why are you upset?

Because the Americans will be the first?

We are in peak of physical condition. We worked over...

- 3000 emergency situations - In space will be 3001st, 3002nd and 3003rd.

I can't let you go to death.

- Eaglets, without an obituary... - Why did you come then?

- You're a hillbilly. - Yes, Listvyanka village.

That's next to Kemerovo.

I could die at three.

My father was declared "enemy of the people", as the whole family.

The neighbors raided at once. They took food, then the furniture, then the house....

Put us out on the street in the frost.

Mom was pregnant. And we were eight kids.

The neighbor came back and took off my pants.

I stayed like that, in a long shirt.

Thank God, my older sister and her husband sheltered us.

A room in a dormitory for workers, 16 sqm for all.

My place was just under the bed.

But so what... we survived.

Then the war... All men to the front.

The rest to be mobilised in hospitals, industry, defense...

And to study. My mom brought me to school...

I'm proud, standing. I looked at my feet...

The ice melted into puddles. I didn't have any shoes.

But so what, we withstood and survived.

Then the Victory, yes. At what price. Uncles, brothers, all dead.

In the whole country, in every family. Sergey Pavlovich...

We went through all of that. We have suffered so much...

to get scared of an emergency situation.

I'll gnaw through a hole in the hatch and go out.

Sergey Pavlovich...

We are ready to take a risk.

Very strong tea.

See you later.

Attention!

Comrade General! Ready for launch.

Report to comrades Brezhnev and Kosygin

that spaceship Voskhod 2 is ready for launch.

Yes, sir!

Zarya, this is Almaz, we are ready.

Attention! One minute to launch.

- Key to ignition. - Key to ignition go.

- Venting. - Venting go.

Key on drainage.

Launch.

Ignition.

Intermediate.

Main stage.

Main stage go.

Start.

Start go.

Good luck, Eaglets!

- Lift off. - Lift off confirmed.

60.

Pitch, yaw, roll are all good.

70.

The flight is going well.

"Attention! This is Moscow broadcasting..."

"across all radio stations..."

"and the central television of the Soviet Union."

"Today, March 18th, 1965,"

"at 10 am,"

"was placed in the orbit of planet Earth,"

"artificial satellite and spaceship"

"Voskhod 2."

"With the ship..."

"continuously maintained..."

"radio contact."

"Comrades Belyaev and Leonov..."

"are carrying out their work in accordance with the flight program."

Zarya, this is Almaz.

Slight vibration here.

All devices are working normally.

Feeling is excellent.

We stand ready to implement the task.

Almaz, start to implement the task.

Copy, Zarya.

Elongating the airlock.

Zarya, the airlock is elongated. We're starting to equalize the pressure.

Zarya, getting ready to enter the airlock.

Airlock pressure has been equalized.

Switching to the oxygen supply from the backpack.

The spacesuit is pressure-tight, opening the inner hatch of the airlock.

Don't miss me.

I'll be soon.

Pash, push me. Just a little bit.

This is Almaz-2.

I'm in the airlock.

Almaz-2, copy.

Zarya, this is Almaz, closing the inner hatch of the airlock.

Zarya, this is Almaz, starting to depressurize.

Almaz-2, pressure-relief in the airlock is 5 minutes.

Pressure is elevated, but within range.

Almaz-2, your oxygen consumption is above normal.

Lyosh, breath evenly.

I'm almost not breathing.

Attention, get ready.

Zarya, the airlock pressure is zero.

Opening the outer hatch of the airlock.

Almaz-2, give a status report.

This is Almaz-2, reporting...

Everything is going well.

Ready to go outside the ship.

Begin to move into outer space.

Yes, sir!

Almaz-2...

Moving into outer space

is permitted.

Lyosh, make two trips.

The first is for testing. The second one for taking photos.

Copy, Almaz.

Zarya!

This is Almaz-2.

I'm on the edge of the airlock.

Feeling is...

Excellent!

I see clouds, the sea below.

Caucasus moutains just passed, right now!

I see the sky, I see the land...

Volga! Right below.

Good working conditions!

- Almaz-2, get ready for departure. - Copy.

Remove the lens cap from the camera.

I've removed the lens cap.

Where can I put it?

Where?

- Just throw it away. - Copy.

Throwing away.

Zarya, this is Almaz-2.

Pulling out the tether.

"Soviet Cosmovision is sharing another broadcast..."

"from space. From the Voskhod 2 spaceship."

"We are witnessing the event"

"that just yesterday, we spoke of only as fantasy."

Almaz-2.

Begin push off.

Almaz-2, you can depart.

Okay, wait a sec...

Well, I'm off.

Zvezda, Zarya.

This is Almaz.

Man went into outer space.

Man went into outer space!

He's now in free flight!

"Today, March 18th, 1965..."

"At 11:35 am Moscow time..."

"During the flight of spaceship Voskhod 2."

"The first ever spacewalk has been implemented."

Man has gone into outer space!

On the second orbit of the flight,

The second pilot, cosmonaut Major...

"Leonov Alexey Arkhipovich"

"in a special spacesuit"

"with an autonomous life support system"

"went into..."

"outer space!"

Dad is a real cosmonaut! A real one!

So, now we only need to learn docking and then we can form space forces.

Great job! Everyone did well!

Stay focused!

Comrade General, the Kremlin is on the line.

- They ask to connect with the cosmonaut. - Then connect them.

- Put them through. - Yes, sir.

- Lyosha? - Yes?

Lyosha?

Yes! Who is this?

Brezhnev is on the line.

Leonid Ilyich?

- How are you doing, son? - Reporting.

My mind is clear, my vision is not disturbed.

Spatial orientation is normal.

Man can work in outer space.

Man can work...

...in outer space.

I see how you're tumbling around out there.

The whole country is watching you. The whole world.

Thank you

- We are proud of you. - Thank you.

You come back alive, above all. That's an order, do you hear me?

Proud to serve the Soviet Union!

What are his parameters?

Pressure and temperature slightly going up but in general...

all parameters are good.

- The air? - The air lasts 27 minutes.

Let's move to the next step.

Almaz-2.

Get ready to test the reaction of vestibular apparatus

for the position of the body in space.

Let's go!

- Almaz-2, how do you feel? - Excellent!

Ready for the last stage for pictures.

His pressure rose to 140 over 90. Pulse...

125, temperature 37.

He's worried. Who wouldn't be?

Almaz-2.

Take some photos and go back home. But without sudden movements.

- Slowly. - That's affirmative.

Pash!

Are you smiling there?

Yes I am.

- I'm taking pictures. - Time is short, take the photos and go back.

I don't... What's this?

What's with the pressure?

What's with the pressure?

Almaz-2, are you OK?

Almaz, what's going on there?

Almaz-2 is not replying.

There was a knock on the spaceship hull. Visual contact with Almaz-2 was lost.

What's with the connection?

All devices work well. Technically, the connection isn't broken.

- What are his parameters? - Pressure, pulse, temperature are rising.

Almaz, continue calling Almaz-2.

Repeat, Almaz, continue calling Almaz-2.

- Everything went too well, too seamlessly. - Stop all on-air broadcasts.

Yes, sir.

"We are presenting to the audience the ballet of Sergey Prokofiev"

"The Tale of the Stone Flower"

"On the stage of the state academic Bolshoi theater..."

We'll wait.

Almaz-2, do you read me, over?

Almaz-2, over?

Zarya, cannot connect with Almaz-2.

Continue trying.

Sergey Pavlovich, there are instructions for this situation.

If Almaz-2 cannot get back to the ship,

we have to get ready to blow-off the airlock.

Pressure 155 over 100.

Pulse 150, temperature 38°5.

Zarya, this is Almaz.

Permission to go out to the airlock?

- How long to the dead zone? - 5 minutes until connection is lost.

The exit of the second cosmonaut means the full depressurizing of the ship.

They will be by themselves with no connection.

How will the ship behave after the depressurization? Only God knows.

- Start praying then. - Sergey Pavlovich,

if we blow-off the airlock, only one cosmonaut will die.

If you give the order, both could die.

Almaz, get ready for depressurization.

Copy, Zarya.

2 minutes. Standby.

If Belyaev cannot do it, the colossal work of

thousands Soviet citizens will stay in orbit.

- I don't think about thousands, but two. - Zarya, this is Almaz

I'm ready to go to the airlock. Waiting for the order.

We don't have any right to fail the whole space program for one man.

- One minute until the dead zone! - Cancel the command of exit.

- What are the parameters of Almaz-2? - Pressure 170 over 110.

Pulse 165. Temperature 39.

Alive.

He's alive, got it?

Zarya, ready to go out to the airlock. Waiting for the order.

I'm sure you know what you're doing.

30 sec until the dead zone!

Zarya, repeat, waiting for the order.

Start depressurizing the ship.

15 sec.

There he is! At the airlock!

Zarya, confirming! Almaz-2 at the airlock.

Almaz-2! What the fuck? Run off home!

They are in the dead zone.

- What happened? - The spacesuit inflated.

- Arms, legs... I can barly move. - Why were you silent?

- Didn't want to bother you all. - I see.

Okay...

So, how much oxygen do I have?

A tad.

Lyosha, hurry up.

There's no time. Take the camera and get into the ship.

- Okay... Taking the camera. - Go, go, go!

Well done.

Go on, try.

That's the only way.

Come on! What a mess...

Try, try! Brace yourself!

Stop! Don't you dare! Only feet foremost!

Close it. Close!

I said close it! Do it!

- It hasn't closed, right? - No.

I see. So, I have to turn around and close it manually.

That won't work.

Any other options?

- I open the hatch. To pull you up. - And depressurize the ship.

- We'll take the risk. - And risk the whole operation?

No, Pasha.

- I'll try. - Lyosha!

Lyosha, no!

Lyosha!

Stop! You only had a tiny bit of air. Now you won't have anything.

- So, you can blow me off with the airlock. - You're so bull-headed!

Damn. I got stuck. I can't move.

- Lyosh, talk less, save some air. - I'm silent.

What if we put... the leg... like this!

Go, go!

Come on, Lyosha!

Allez, allez...

Yes! The airlock is pressure-tight! Well done! Now hold on.

Hold on a couple of minutes at least.

Lyosha. Lyosha, no!

- That's all. - What?

My race is over.

Good job, Lyosha.

Okay, I see, but can you tell us?

I understand, but what does it mean?

Okay.

Thank you.

Well, they say that the flight is going in normal mode.

Lyosha answers that when you disturb him from work or...

Or everything is bad.

Demonstrations were held in honor of the flight in Moscow and Leningrad.

Svetlana Leonova called.

- Tea? - No, thank you.

She asked what's what. She's worried.

Why that? Anything happened? No.

- Voskhod 2 will exit the dead zone in a minute. - Start calling.

Lyosha?

Lyosha, come back to Earth. Almaz-2!

We are exiting the dead zone.

Listen, I was thinking...

next time... when we fly to the Moon...

Command Center is on the line. We’ll be getting a scolding now.

- Almaz, this is Zarya, do you read me? - Zarya, this is Almaz, reading you.

Almaz, what is with Almaz-2?

Zarya, Almaz-2 reads you too.

What a rascal!

Almaz-2.

Welcome back. Congratulations for your service!

- Thank you. Proud to serve to... - Why didn't you get in touch?

Zarya, problems with the connection. We don't know why.

Almaz-2...

- You can't answer for yourself? - I confirm.

Zarya, everything is alright. Ready to blow-off the airlock.

Get ready... to blow-off the airlock.

Getting ready to do it.

Almaz's, we need to remind you

that the test cycle went right only until this stage.

We don't know what happens after blowing off the airlock.

Be ready for everything.

It can't get any worse.

- Almaz, check the pressure in the cabin. - The pressure is normal.

- Check the contact of the igniters. - OK, ready to blow-off the airlock.

Blow-off.

Zarya, the blow-off is complete. No depressurisation or other fault.

But it spun.

How much has it spun, Almaz?

Approximately...

20 degrees on the contour.

The auto-orientation can stabilize it.

And burn the fuel intended for a manual landing?

I can put my neck on the line for the automation.

We won't need manual landing.

Almaz, how do you feel?

We feel good, Zarya.

So...

Let's go for a spin?

15 orbits before entering the landing zone. It's about 22 hours.

- Will you endure it? - We will, Zarya

Hold on, Eaglets.

Hold on...

22 hours.

It's like going to Tuapse.

In the upper berth.

20th hour of the flight. 2 hours to the automatic landing

Hey, you need to sleep. There are 10 orbits ahead.

I need to finish the drawing. The Tretyakov Gallery is waiting.

- Tretyakov? - What did you think?

The first picture made in space.

That's not some sunflowers in pots.

They will hang it next to "Morning in a Pine Forest".

You know, they kept a place for me at the Art Academy.

- Why didn't you go? - What's the point? You can fly and paint.

But paint and fly is unlikely.

- Well... they called me to visit Cuba. - You?

They called from the embassy to the spacecraft to congratulate.

"Come here, Pavel Ivanovich, for holidays."

- Ah... but where was I? - Don't know, you went somewhere.

Right, Brezhnev congratulated me at the same time.

He said, he will come to the airport.

"Lyosh, after the ladder, take to the left..."

"You'll recognize me, by my hat."

Then we go to his cottage. No, to the Kremlin first, then the cottage.

I wish you would draw instead, Lyosh.

Lyosha.

Lyosh!

- How do you feel, normal? - Yeah, just a little bit queasy.

But it should be that way.

- How much oxygen? - One moment.

No way...

Almost 300. Call.

Zarya, this is Almaz.

The partial pressure is twice above normal.

- What's the exact value? - 296.

And still rising.

Almaz.

No sudden movements.

There is not air, but pure oxygen.

- Just a spark and you'll burn instantly. - Copy.

What to do?

Turn off the main lighting.

- Stand by for instructions. - Copy.

Where is the oxygen from?

They'll find out.

- There's a leak... - Backpacks?

Leonov left it in the airlock... Belyaev's?

The value is 296. Because of just one backpack?

- Then, one of the compensation tank. - There is not any failure.

The cabin isn't damaged either.

Maybe that's the hatch, because of the blow-off?

We'd see a drastic temperature drop.

Their pulse and pressure are decreasing, it will be oxygen toxicity soon.

We need a print of the central ceiling zone.

The most detailed.

Almaz, there is probably a micro fissure.

It's useless to search it, it's not dangerous.

But the system detected the leak and automatically started pumping air.

This detector can be turned off manually.

- You will have to do it. - Yes, sir.

They can't do it! Everything is under voltage there.

Any other options?

Almaz. Right above you, at the central ceiling zone,

the compensation leakage detector is set

next to the flap for dropping pressure.

Cut the upholstery on the contour.

This is a gamble. Remember...

During assemblage, the technician died. And he was a qualified specialist.

See the density of wiring, they have no tools and no light.

My God...

- Zarya, upholstery is open. - The detector is set behind the wires.

To get to it, you need to cut the binding holding the wires.

Copy, Zarya.

Lyosh, shine it here.

- What will happen to them? - Numbness of the limbs will begin.

Then painful muscle spasms.

All these with partial hearing loss and visual hallucinations.

Stop! Easy... Easy...

Hold on...

Easy... Carefully.

Let me do it. And you'll shine the light.

Then they will fall asleep. At the end.

Fall asleep, that's all?

Exactly.

That's all.

Almaz.

I'll do it.

Almaz, do you hear me?

Hold on.

Hold on, Pash.

Almaz! Do you hear me?

Almaz.

Almaz, do you hear me?

Pasha, you're shining the light so well. Evenly.

So bright.

There it is.

That's good.

Zarya.

I see.

I see...

- I see the detector. - Well done, now the most important...

Do you see a yellow wire?

Unplug it. It's behind the nest of wires.

Do you hear me?

Zarya, repeat.

...of wires.

Repeat, Zarya!

Unplug the yellow... nest of wires.

The nest!

- That's where it lives. - I didn't get you, Almaz.

- That's where it sleeps, that's its house. - What house?

I didn't get you, Almaz, repeat.

- We'll unplug it. - Did you unplug?

Where is your house?

Did you unplug it, Almaz?

I've found you.

Hold on, Pasha.

Almaz.

Almaz, do you hear me?

Have you unplugged it? Don't be silent, speak! Almaz?

- Almaz, Almaz... - There is no signal.

The ship is out of range.

The system of automatic orientation will run before exiting the dead zone.

Cycle 4 will land them.

Do they have a chance?

- Mama? - Yes?

Is it night in space too?

It is. Go to sleep.

Is daddy sleeping too?

Sure.

Everyone has to sleep.

When I wake up...

Will daddy fly back?

He will try.

He will really really try.

22nd hour of the flight. 25 mn past the cycle of automatic landing

We are waiting but it's still silent.

And there is no visual contact.

Disgusting.

A crowd of strong healthy men sitting like couch potatoes

and sighing like it's a funeral.

If we can't help our comrades,

let's not hold a premature funeral!

Madam, coffee for everybody. Strong.

Look, let's think logically. The ship should have landed 23 minutes ago.

Perhaps the re-entry the atmosphere was off course.

And it ended up at an unplanned area.

You're repeating yourself.

"Probably, perhaps, it seems..."

Give me the calculations for all landing possibilities.

Sure. Prepare the calculations.

We can't wait anymore. Send aircrafts to search from the air.

There's a call from the Kremlin to congratulate...

- They will call back. - Yes, sir.

There are parameters! They are alive.

They are alive...

- We are receiving from the ship. - There is a signal!

This is Almaz, over.

Tell them, Korolyov left to meet the cosmonauts.

Damn, Almaz!

We read you.

We are you, Eaglets?

In the seats. We didn't go anywhere.

Zarya, this is Almaz.

We feel normal.

Cycle 4 has not run.

Repeat, cycle 4 has not run.

We are orbiting. Just exiting the dead zone.

Sergey Pavlovich, I... don't have an explanation, yet.

Maybe the spin was too strong. That's not ordinary situation.

Oh, really? Which one exactly ?

- Do anyone keep the accounts? - I do.

Let's try to restart the system and land them on in the next orbit.

We can't land them in the next orbit.

The ship would be in rival territory.

The guys have to return to Earth. We'll care about the territory later.

Zarya, this is Almaz.

Permission to switch the ship to manual control immediately

and implement the landing right now, over.

Almaz, we need to calculate the landing point.

We don't have it, yet.

Sergey Pavlovich, don't worry! We have all calculations.

Zarya, I guesstimated...

that we'll land in the Urals. Next to Perm city.

Lyosh!

Be reasonable. Is that calculations? "Guesstimated next to Perm city."

On the other hand, they both are experienced pilots.

But nobody ever landed a spaceship in a manual mode.

Manual control, it's like, I don't know...

A straw for a drowning.

- Exclusively for desperate situations. - And what is it now?

Sergey Pavlovich, just a minute...

That's it.

The meeting has begun.

Now they will gather everyone.

Choose the Chairman then... they will listen to a speaker.

Start the discussion.

And you asked me why I didn't reply? I would be pushing up daisies by now.

Let's land our clunker, Pash. We landed a lot more rustbackets in our day.

You will land it, right?

- We don't have any other option - Why that?

Either we land it manually now, or they will keep us in the orbit.

In short, as Motherland will say.

You think they won't permit it?

I would not.

We are not Sisters of Mercy, Sergey Pavlovich.

State secrets are not subjects for experiments.

Honestly, I don't get you.

Or I do, but that's even worse.

Are you offering to keep them in orbit?

- Do I get you right? - We are at war.

Cold, but quite real.

What if they end up in Europe?

Or, worst, in China.

Our space program would fall into enemy's hands.

So what? Should they just stay like that till death?

- So that they won't "fly into somewhere"? - They are soldiers.

And soldiers may have to die. In the interest of their state.

I see... Okay, well...

The thought isn't new, but... constructive. Thank you, really.

Maybe, I'll think about it.

Almaz.

This is Zarya.

Switching to manual control...

is permitted.

Start with sealing the spacesuits.

Zarya, copy that. Preparing.

It's good that you're not the one who decides.

Zarya, repeat, landing area is approximately...

They can't hear you. They'll find us somehow, if we land.

- Let's land right on Red Square. - Enough talk, start stabilization.

- It seems we've aligned. - You can do it when you want...

All we need now is to make it to Earth.

Damn... Lyosh.

I'm crammed in.

And how... How am I supposed to see?

Maybe I should go out?

Direct it.

I'm ready!

- West. - Done.

South-west.

North.

- No! North-west. - North or north-west?

Easy... Clockwise.

Okay, gently. Really gently.

Yes, now west.

Too much! Back it up!

Stop! All over again!

Ready.

West.

West!

- Pasha, we're losing time. - That won't work. Leave it.

- What? The gravity center will shift. - Free the seat.

Where should I go?

- Go there, under the porthole. - I'll try.

Hold my legs.

I'm holding.

Lyosh, I'll take aim and we'll very carefully...

quiet as little mice... sit back.

Do it quick. Otherwise we go to China.

Don't rush me. If I slip up, we'll fly into space.

Easy... Back to the seats.

- Is the Earth steady? - It's drifting.

- How much? - About 7 degrees already.

- What's with the nitrogen? - Almost at zero.

Lyosh, are you attached?

Retro engine run has been detected.

It'd be great to know where they will end up.

We'll end up in jail, if anything... But they will land.

- The telemetry detected some inclination. - So, they left their seats to take aim.

When they sat back, the gravity center shifted.

So what?

The landing path can change.

Sergey Pavlovich, may I?

With the inclination over six or seven degrees.

They will get into the atmosphere with a very acute angle.

The spaceship might ricochet off and get back to the orbit again.

- The gravity will pull them back... - But that won't be soon.

Boris Viktorovich, calculate all possible landing positions.

Stay focused.

Let's wait... the transmitter signal.

And we'll hope...

for the best.

Is it Thursday?

Or Friday?

I have no idea.

Do you think the children have got up?

I wonder if Vika went to kindergarten or was sick again...

Lyosha, don't worry.

If I slipped up, then in about three years the gravity will work anyway.

We'll be buried with honors.

So...

Let's have a bite to eat.

How about that! What delicacies...

Some Borscht... It's a pity there's no garlic.

Do you want some?

Lyosha! You are...

Seems like gravity.

Belay the delicacies, we're going home!

Affirmative, comrade Commander!

Blow-off reserve retro engine.

Separation confirmed!

Get ready for instrument module separation. Blow-off!

- Partial, the module didn't separate. - Hold on! It's going to spin.

Okay! It came apart!

Alive?

Pash?

- Yes, I am! - You fool!

- Were you scared? - Scared me so much!

Done?

Going out?

Ready? It will be loud.

Wait a sec.

Let's go out.

3 hours after landing

"We are at square 24, no signal."

"Square 22, still nothing."

"In the whole shortwave range, no signal."

Why, with all the power of Soviet science, we cannot detect one radio beacon...

in a given square?!

The signal disappeared during the re-entry.

- It can mean... - It "can't".

We need specific versions!

Sergey Pavlovich,

they landed somewhere we didn't expect.

A full-scaled search operation is deployed.

You need cool it and get some rest.

I'll get rest when we've found them. What are the assumptions?

First, the beacon might be broken from a hard landing.

Second, they might have damaged it when cutting the upholstery.

They have also a portable transmitter to send signals manually.

So why can't we detect it?

- Batteries don't work at low temperature. - So they don't know how to warm them?

First, they have to warm themselves.

The spacesuits, unplugged from the system, are useless.

And the capsule will be a freezer within an hour.

Perhaps, the radio waves just cannot pass.

The quality of HF signal depends a lot on a terrain and weather conditions.

Let's say they turned out to be in adverse weather conditions...

How long can they hold out?

One day.

Taiga is turning off the signal.

But we'll use Morse code. We'll make it with good old Morse code.

Morse code is very reliable.

You'd better winterize, Alexey.

I will.

V-N.

V-N, V-N... What's "V-N"?

- V-N, "Everything normal". - What are you doing?

Our eagles have landed! V-N! "Everything normal".

- "Everything normal" for you? - Wait! The rescue operation!

They will rescue without you. Everything will be on TV tomorrow.

- Why do you... - Enough to intervene in state secrets.

The Kremlin...

is waiting an official statement. We have to do it tomorrow by 10 am.

We have nothing to say yet.

Sergey Pavlovich, you need to get some rest.

Nothing depends on you now.

There is a plenty of time, if we don't waste it

Comrade General, weather report...

Heavy snowfall is expected all over the Ural ridge.

An Arctic cyclone is moving there. The temperature will be -35° at night.

At night! But it's still day now, right?

It's still day!

6 hours after landing

If they've got the signal, then it's two hours for triangulation...

So they are going to come soon. They'll be soon...

If they got it.

Here.

Your turn.

Chill out.

We knew what we were getting into.

If they find the journal, consider the task is completed.

What do you mean completed? Did you forget about our girls?

They are ironing their uniform, preparing to meet their dad alive.

You understand? Alive.

Not a frozen piece of mammoth shit!

No, buddy...

Give me a hand.

No!

They won't forgive me for this. Who will take Vika to her first day at school?

Comrade Belyaev, there was no order to give up.

Don't miss me. I won't be long.

Alright.

Pass the order:

Put everything that flies into the air. Double the search area.

Yes, sir.

General Kamanin's order...

Send the text for the announcement.

- Which one, Nikolay Petrovich? - Both variants.

Good evening, comrades.

"death of the crew"

May I have some water?

I'm ready.

"Ready"

March, 18th,

1965.

"In the Soviet Union, for the purpose of testing,"

"The Voskhod 2 spacecraft was sent to the orbit of planet Earth."

"It was manned by two pilots and cosmonauts of the USSR."

"Lieutenant-Colonel Pavel Ivanovich Belyaev"

"and Major Alexey Arkhipovich Leonov."

"The test flight lasted more than a day..."

"During the landing, the ropes of the parachute twisted"

"and the spaceship continued falling with a high speed"

"which was the cause of"

"death of the crew."

Are you guys off your rocker? You kidding us?

Where are you?

Ain't you got no brains?

We are alive here!

We're alive!

Are you deaf or what?

Hey!

We're alive!

"The premature death"

"of the remarkable pilots and cosmonauts"

"Pavel Ivanovich Belyaev"

"and Alexey Arkhipovich Leonov"

"is a heavy and irreparable loss"

"for the whole of the Soviet people."

"They have been awarded the title of"

"Heroes of the Soviet Union."

"Posthumously."

Pasha!

Are you okay? Don't sleep!

Hey, Pasha!

Don't sleep!

That's it, Lyosh...

Pavel Ivanovich!

Alright.

You know what? We will rehearse the speech for the reporters.

- Because you're always... - Do it yourself.

- You're a hero now. - What kind of hero?

You were a hero when I was a farmer.

You'd already been to war, had battle flights

- when I was only dreaming about the sky. - One.

- One what? - One flight...

And I didn't even shoot.

The older guys fought. We the younger guys, prepared the planes.

Swept the aerodrome.

And finally, they gave me a battle flight.

I thought, here is my turn!

Maybe I'll be useful for something.

The enemy didn't attack us,

we flew and returned to the base

as if we didn't even fly.

On the next day, they capitulated.

Here's your "war hero",

Pavel Belyaev.

Do you know... why I went to flight school?

- Why? - Bigger grant than in the art Academy.

I would be painting, living on easy street.

But no, the whole world saw me dangling from the tether.

It was so inflated, I almost shit my spacesuit.

Here is a conqueror of space, Alexey Leonov...

Pashka, forgive me.

That I got you into this.

No, no...

That's good.

What is good?

It's good that...

you didn't become an artist.

Otherwise, who else would I fly with so well...?

Maybe we'll fly again.

Depends on what Motherland will say, Lyosh.

As Motherland will say.

They've landed. Successfully.

Asking for help. But nobody's coming for them.

But they will come for you, and you'll go to jail. Very successful.

And I won't have anyone to ask for help.

But how else?

9 hours after landing

The weather turned very bad.

I have to pause the search operation.

I see...

- As soon as the storm stops... - Yes... Of course.

We have to inform... the families.

Sergey Pavlovich, maybe we shouldn't hurry?

But what do you want?

Do you want them to hear about it from the radio?

We've got the signal!

- It seems that we've got the signal. - How that, "it seems"?

I'm sorry, there was a call from the Committee.

Some radio fan from Sakhalin says, he accidentally...

got a signal from the cosmonauts.

- How's that an accident? - Accidentally...

Radio fan...

Sakhalin...

Which square?

According the triangulation... square 62.

Do we have anyone at the 62nd?

- We have an helicopter not so far. - Call him.

"216", the cosmonauts were located at the 62nd square.

You are the closest. Try to gain visual contact.

Repeat. Try to gain visual contact.

This is "216".

I'm at square 62. The meteorological conditions are very bad.

- Continue the search while they can. - Yes, sir.

You hear?

You hear?

That's for us.

They've found us.

Where...

is the flare gun?

Pash.

Where's the flare gun?

Did I lose it? Uh? Klutz.

Commander, the tanks are almost dry. We might not make it to the base.

This is "216", the fuel is almost out here.

They have to get back.

- Let them get back. - Yes, sir.

"216", return to base.

"216".

This is Korolyov, Sergey.

- What's your name? - Major Markelov.

- And by your first name? - Vladimir.

Volodya, listen to me.

Somewhere on the trees, there must be a parachute.

It's really big. Noticeable.

Please, look closely.

It's hard not to notice it.

- Do you hear me? - Yes, sir.

What's the...

Where did I put it ?

Why all half-assed...

Come on, help.

Lyosh, help me, it froze.

Pashka!

Here you go, man!

Hold on...

We have emergency fuel. We must go.

Lyosha, give a signal. Can't see anything.

Hold on, Pashka.

You're the man!

Wait... I'll help you.

Hold on.

Commander! We must leave. We won't make it to the base.

This is "216".

We can't see the parachute. There is no signal from the cosmonauts.

We did what we could. Sorry.

- Can't bend my fingers. - Come on, Pash.

Do it slowly.

Come on... Come on.

I can't!

"216", return to base.

Affirmative, going back.

This is "216"! A flare!

Signal flare!

Send the rescue team.

"216", we're copying the coordinates...

Thank you, Volodya.

May I have something?

Strong.

Sure, Sergey Pavlovich.

Chkalovsky aerodrome. Moscow Region The third day after the launch

Daddy!

Dad!

Lyoshka!

Where did you go in the middle of the night?

She sleeps everywhere.

- Who? - The bird.

Good boy!

Weren't you scared?

Your heart is beating fast.

- Did you run around? - No, dad, I didn't run. I flew.

"This is Moscow broadcast."

"This is Moscow broadcast."

"The Telegraph Agency of the USSR send"

"March 19th,"

"at 12:02 pm - Moscow time."

"The spaceship Voskhod 2"

"Manned by the crew, consisting of"

"The commander, Colonel Belyaev Pavel Ivanovich"

"and the second pilot, Lieutenant Colonel Leonov Alexey Arkhipovich"

"has landed successfully"

"in the area of Perm city."

"Comrades Belyaev and Leonov are well."

"Dedicated to my friend and commander, Pavel Ivanovich Belyaev" - A. Leonov

Main Consultant : Alexey Leonov

Original subs by Anonymous. Kaaron for modifications and resynchro.