All language subtitles for Ilsa.the.Tigress.of.Siberia.1977.Complete.UHD.BluRay-eng

- Eyes ahead, zek!

- Open the gate!

Work crew ready.

Move, zeks.

Pick up your feet, scum.

Move, faster!

- You two grow soft.

One hour to catch a carrion like that?

Next time take me, Comrade Colonel.

I will show you.

- Here at Gulag 14,

there is a certain formality
before a death is certified.

This dog tried to escape.

He planned to trick us.

Perhaps even now he cheats us.

We must make certain.

Watch and remember well.

- Move, pigs, move!

Back to your barracks!

To your huts, dogs!

Faster, faster!

Stinking carrion!

- See how Sasha loves the taste of man.

- Slowly, my friend.

It may have to last you many hours.

So, why are you here?

What was your crime?

- There was a party at
the Academy one night.

My friends and I drank too much vodka.

Some windows were broken.

It was nothing serious.

But they sentenced me to six months.

But my father will help.

He will get me out.

- And who is your father?

- General Zerov.

- What is your name?

Nikolai.

- I'm Andrei.

You're not afraid?

- I will work hard.

These rumors of the gulag,

they are all lies.

Lies to frighten children with.

Run when I call you, run!

- I welcome you to Gulag 14.

It is he who has sent you here,

and he alone will permit you to leave.

If you fail to cooperate,

if you resist our efforts to
turn you into useful citizens,

you will die here.

Commissar.
- Yes, Comrade Colonel.

- So,

you are General Zerov's son?

- Yes, Comrade Colonel.

- My friends in Moscow suggest

he will soon be joining you here.

- No, Comrade Colonel, he's-

- Silence!

You were sentenced to
six months of hard labor.

It is now nine.

We know how to deal
with pampered hooligans.

So, Andrei Chikurin,

the so-called political thinker.

A scribbler of handbills and pamphlets.

Rest assured we will cure you.

- I've no sickness, Comrade Colonel.

- You were sentenced
by the People's Court.

Are you suggesting the court was in error?

- The laws and makers of
them are evil, not justice.

- Brave words, political thinker,

but foolish ones.

We will break you.

- You will break my body, yes,

but my mind and spirit,
those you cannot reach.

How dare you speak to me

with such insolence?

You think we do not know

how to deal with counter-revolutionaries?

- This cold will freeze the
golden piss of Lucifer himself.

- Think of other things,
my friend, like vodka.

Hot spiced wine and a side of venison.

- You clumsy, stupid turd of Sodom.

You piece of devil shit.

- Help us!

All of you!

Win your freedom!

Brothers, kill them!

- Get back, you dogs.

Get back!

Smash the turd, Vassily.

Beat his face in!

- All right, who started it?

Who was the leader?

- This piece of devil shit.

I'll break every bone in his body.

- Let him go.

But he attacked-
- Release him.

You will kill him too quickly, Dimitri.

Sasha has not eaten for three days.

You like to fight, pig?

Get in.

Sasha will give
all the fighting you want.

One to one.

Why are you shaking, zek?

Make friends
with the beast.

She likes you, zek.

See how she sniffs your feet.

Open it up!

She's waiting for you!

Get him, Sasha.

Break the filthy zek's bones.

All quiet?

Hmm!

They sleep like the dead.

- My brotherhood of Cossacks.

- You pile of dung.

You almost hit me.

- Just trying to knock
some sense into your skull.

My skull?

- By St. Isaac the Syrian,

I'll drive your head down your throat!

Hey!

- Hey!

- Hey.

- Hey!

- Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, let me do it.

What have you got to offer compared to me?

- It's longer, it's stronger, it's harder,

- it's...
- Not now.

- Tonight you are mine.

My beautiful.

- Go now.

My champions, come.

- You will catch a fever
in those wet clothes.

- You will get sick

and then you'll not be able to do anything

for poor, poor Olga.

Katya will help you.

- My brothers, my comrades.

- Your body is so full and warm,

like Mother Russia herself.

- Oh, yes, my bulls,

my stallions.

- Let us dig together.

- Oh, yes!

Together as one.

Skin like silk.

Oh, Ivan, Ivan, Ivan.

- My lance reaches deep.

- Yes.

Oh.

Gently, gently, little brother.

- Little no more.

- Let us see who digs deepest, Tovarich.

Again?

- No more.

Sleep now.

- No sleep.

You say you are man of iron.

I feel only a little squashed cabbage.

- Oh, by the hair on St.
Basil's wart, let me sleep!

- As wide as the Black
Sea, as long as the Volga.

- Here, you drink.

- I drink, I drink forever.

River flows forever.

Olga like river.

Forward, forward.

- Stay, little zechka.

- We, we are not finished.

There is more ploughing
to be done.

- Then, my brothers, you
must plough each other.

- That hairy monkey?

- His breath is like devil's fart.

- I have work to do.

Commissar will be waiting.

Let him wait.

He's a machine, that one, not a man.

- Even machines have their uses.

Who is this?

Joseph Stalin.

- Who is he?

- A dictator and a murderer.

- We will try again.

Lavrenty Beria.

The Minister of Interior.

He is your friend?

- He's my enemy.

- I will break him, Comrade Colonel.

He will learn like all the rest.

- Do you enjoy pain, Chikurin?

- Lavrenty Beria wades
through the blood of millions.

- You're like a foolish ox.

This defiance will mean your death.

- Then kill me.

- Our task is to re-train your mind.

When that is completed,
perhaps then we will consider

whether or not your body is of
any further use to the State.

- Now we will make it easy.

- Lev, don't rest until you break him.

- I will not fail, Comrade Colonel.

- I suggest you don't for
then it would be clear

that you would be of no further use

to this camp or to the State.

- You dog, you stinking zek.

You bundle of sheep gut.

This stinking carrion refuses
to work, Comrade Colonel.

- They tell me you are
burning up with fever.

- I'm sick, Comrade Colonel.

I try to work hard,

but I burn up, Comrade Colonel.

- Dimitri, this man does not
deserve the lash of your whip,

did you not hear him?

He's burning up with fever.

He's very hot.

He needs a treatment which will cure him.

- No, no.

No, no, Comrade.

Oh.

Oh, please.

No, have mercy.
- If you are sick,

you cannot work.

That is not good.

This fever must be broken.
- Please.

See, Colonel
wishes to help you.

- Please have mercy, Comrade Colonel.

Oh, no.

No.

Oh, no, Comrade Colonel, no, no!

Oh, please.

No, Comrade Colonel.

No, no!

Good, he's on his way.

Slowly, Ivan.

He burns up.

Remember?

All right, Ivan,
we'll bring him back now.

Bon voyage, my friend.

He's coming.

Keep turning, Gregor.

- I do not think he will be troubled

with such sickness again.

- Now perhaps you are ready
to reconsider your answers.

Who is this?

Tell me.

- Jo, Joseph Stalin.

- Say, "He's the father
of all Russian people."

Say it!

- He...

- Say it.

- He is the...

- Go on, tell me!

- He is the father

of every atrocity committed in this land.

- You will be a vegetable
when I'm finished with you.

In line, stand in line!

You want your rations cut, dogs?

Mine, it is mine!

- Stop that, you dogs!

You hear me?

Get up!

Come on, you zeks!

- Is this what you have learned here?

To become fighting animals?

- He stole my bread, Comrade Colonel.

- He lies, he is the thief.

It was him, Comrade Colonel.

- Who saw this?

You cannot both be telling the truth.

- It is there in his hand.

- I do not lie, I swear, this
is mine, Comrade Colonel.

- We shall see tonight.

Perhaps truth will give
strength to the honest hand.

- The hand of a thief, Comrade Colonel.

- He is of no further use to the State.

God, oh, my God.

Ah.

Oh.

Oh, Lord.

- Sleep.

Sleep.

- To her left nipple.

- Her left.

- I'll tear them out one by one

and stuff them up your crack.

- To the fair hair on her silken belly.

The fair.

- Son of a cow whose
mother spread her legs

for everyone who came near her.

- To the hair closest to
the entrance to paradise.

To the closest.

- Bastard son of three-humped camel.

You're a sodomite sheep.

- Brother, enough, enough!

- Hey.

- To the victors the spoils.

- Ah, Gregor, why are you
sitting all bunched up?

Katya is here.

She needs you.

- And Ivan has a present for me too.

Yes?

Oh.

- Katya needs help.

- Faster, faster!

Dig spurs in deep.

- My Cossack steed.

- We will ride all night.

I will carry you across
mountains and valleys.

Time to change horses, zechka.

Forward, you scum!

Move faster!

You want the taste of the whip?

- Ah, it is dead.

The line must be down.

Where are the new prisoners?

The cart should've reached here by now.

- You want I should ride to the railhead?

- Yes.

- Da.
- Go.

- I will ride like the
wind, Comrade Colonel.

- So, Commissar?

Chikurin shows no signs of progress, huh?

- This man is different, Comrade Colonel.

There is a streak in him.

I need more time.

No, time will not help you.

If he's so different,

perhaps we should try
a different approach.

- He is very stubborn.

- Bring him to me.

- Now?

- If he's stubborn like a mule,

perhaps he will respond to a carrot.

Come in, Chikurin.

I have things I wish to say to you.

You must not think we are barbarians.

We have been given a
responsibility, an important one.

One that will turn you
from an enemy of the State

into one of its strongest defenders.

We cannot shirk this task, Chikurin.

Oh, we are forced
to use harsh methods,

but, uh, for those who
cooperate, the rewards are many,

both in the future and in the present.

Uh, I think,

perhaps you are ready to taste

some of the rewards that
await you to remind yourself

what it is like to be a free man again.

Show me you have not forgotten
a woman's body, Chikurin.

- In our village,

you could tell about the
girls that no one wanted.

They had the stink of the
pigsty all about them,

and they could never wash it off.

- You are a dead man, Chikurin.

By St. Stella's
thatch, the beast is hungry.

- The Marshall is dead.
- What?

- The Marshall's dead.

Stalin.

Beria has been executed.

And there is more.

- What?

- General Zerov is coming.

- Say no more.

Take them back to the barracks.

We are finished here.

- Take the prisoners back to the barracks.

Come on, move.

- Quick, you dogs.

- Faster, faster.

Move when I tell you.

- He's dead.

Dead I tell you.

And Zerov comes with his Ukrainians.

There is very little time.

- All zeks in, inside.

- Faster, faster!

Shoot them down!

- Gasoline and torches.

Quick.

Stop!

Halt!

- More fuel.

Cover the doors.

Over here, quick!

Fire!

Break it down!

- Andrei.

Andrei,

Andrei, take this!

- By St. Agatha's.

- I will carry you, Tovarich.

Andrei, Andrei.

Up here.

Burn in hell, zeks.

- She will not escape, my friend.

Your death will be avenged.

I swear it.

What a game, what a series!

You saw perhaps the finest
game of the series here

in Montreal this afternoon.

Outstanding play from both teams.

End to end play, brilliant goal tending.

I don't think the crowd
has caught its breath yet.

I know I haven't.

And what a way to end it.

A 3-3 tie, with that last
minute goal by Motzel.

A tremendous series, this World Cup.

To the fine young Russian Hockey players,

we say au revoir, bon voyage
as you head for Moscow.

And what a city to
bring you the last game,

Montreal, the host of the '76 Olympics.

A beautiful city, a great host.

- Just a visit.

There is enough time before
the plane leaves, Comrade.

- We can go out the back door.

- Three months we have
been in training, Comrade.

Three months without a woman.

- And tomorrow, back to Moscow.

Please, Comrade.

To go home and not to have
had a North American woman?

It would be a crime.

- And last night, after
the game, in the showers,

I do not like the way

he is looking at me.
- Hey.

- If he does not have a woman soon.

- We did well in the game.

The coach was pleased.

Yes?

- And you?

Even security guards must relax.

Have some fun.

Yes?

- A Black girl with skin like silk

and red, red lips.

And where
will you find such a girl?

And one for Josef also.

- There's a place we know.

One of the Canadian players told us.

- He goes there many times.

Three hours, no more.

Here we are.

- Won't you come in?

Well, what about you, sir?

- No, I, I'll just wait for my friends.

- Oh, well, that'll be $80, sir.

We've a very nice waiting room outside.

Thank you.

- You take it off now.

- I got a better idea.

You take it off for me.

- You like boobs, right?

- Like soft white doves

with small hard beaks.

Three months without a woman.

- Three months.

You got a lot of catching up to do.

- What a way to die.

- Baby.

You okay?

- Mm-hmm.

- He's hungry, that one.

Sound.

- I'm not giving you any BJ, mister.

Hey, I gave you 20 bucks.

- Enough.

She has forgotten her responsibility

to me and to her customers.

I think a few days up here
are necessary for her.

She needs reminding.

- I'll get her tomorrow.

- Check the waiting rooms.

I know him.

I'm sure.

There's something about.

Oh, it's not possible.

What is it?

- It is he.

Chikurin.

Andrei Chikurin, Gulag 14.

- Chikurin?

He was dead.

I saw his body in the pit.

- He must have escaped.

He's here in Montreal.

But,

but why?

- He cannot know you are here.

You covered your tracks too well.

- How can you be sure?

No, I cannot take that risk.

There's too much at stake.

- I'll call Luc and Starr.

They're still in town.

- Tell them to pick him up.

Alive.

I want him alive.

- He said he would meet us back here.

Where is he?

- Alex, we have to go.

The plane!

- His clothes are still here.

Why is he not back?

He'll miss the plane.

- I, I have been thinking.

Perhaps...

Perhaps he is not coming.

- What?

- Perhaps he has defected.

- Defected?

They will blame us.

- We will say nothing.

We, we left the hotel with him,

and then, then he went off by himself.

And we did not see him again.

Well, they will question us.

- We are sports heroes
of the Soviet Union.

He was not with us.

You understand?

- So.

Andrei Chikurin.

We meet again.

It seems I underestimated
your persistence.

- You?

- I shall not make that mistake again.

Neither will your old friends,
nor my new Brotherhood.

You have met Luc and Starr.

And this is Hans.

- What do you want of me?

- Information.

And to finish the job we began in Siberia.

- Why?

Why is it important?

- Because, my friend, I'm a perfectionist.

I think it will be less
difficult this time.

We have improved our techniques.

- But this is not Russia.

You have no prisoners here.

- You will tell me everything you know.

About your employer,

about General Zerov.

His agents here in North America,

his network,

everything you know.

I told you I will break you, Chikurin.

- No, not then, not now.

- In the morning, I will show you.

Lev will demonstrate his new techniques.

You will see, my friend.

Take him to his quarters.

I'm sure you remember Lev.

And this is Carol.

She wants to work in one of our parlors,

but first, we must assess
her strengths and weaknesses.

- She is being exposed
to a series of pictures.

They are projected at
her with great speed.

As they pass through her subconscious,

my computer is checking and analyzing

the reaction of her brain waves

from every part of her nervous system.

- Every fear, every weakness
she has will be uncovered.

And when Lev has discovered
her deepest terror,

she will be exposed to it.

Then her mind will be
conditioned to only one thing.

To avoid that terror

she must obey.

The computer has detected

what she fears more than anything else.

- What?

- You will see.

Only a three-dimensional projection to us,

but to her it is a real
and living nightmare world,

one she will not wish to enter again.

- And you believe you can break me?

Break my will with pictures?

- Don Romando doubted also.

- Who is he?

- Don Romando?

He did not think I could
take over his organization.

He has since changed his mind.

- "And I freely give all of this,

all of my girls, all of
my parlors, all of my men.

Boys, I'm going to Florida to retire

and work in my tomato garden.

I don't want you to call me no more.

I don't want you to come and see me.

I just want you to do like
the signora tells you."

I sign.

"Guido R."

There, I don't give
you no trouble no more.

- And now there is only
Passolini's organization left.

- I talk to him.

I am cousin to his wife's half brother.

I tell him, "Get out of town."

- Oh, but you will be in Florida.

- Yeah.

Pompano Beach.

- You'd best be on your way.

They will take you to the airport.

- Signora, I want to thank you.

- Have a good trip.

- What is it?

It's a mistake.

Signora, what do you want of me?

Signora, please, please.

I do not like loose ends.

- Signora, no.

I, I do anything you say.

I sign the papers.

No, no!

No.

You promised me I could retire.

Signora, please, please.

No!

Signora, please, please.

Please!

I will do anything for you!

Please!

I swear on my mother's grave!

Signora, Signora!

Por favore!

Signora!

- We should change the spot.

It must be getting crowded down there.

- So, Chikurin.

It is now your turn.

Tonight, Lev will program
the computer for you.

- You are wasting your time, Chikurin.

The computer will compensate
for conscious pain reactions.

Only your subconscious
reactions will be recorded.

One by one.

- Passolini's much smarter than Romando.

- Look, my man.

We know where he goes, what
he does and what he doesn't.

I mean, he's regular as clockwork.

Look at that motel he
takes those chicks to.

Yeah, we could hit him there anytime.

- Yeah, but how do we get close?

He has goons crawling all over the place.

Do not worry about him.

I have a plan.

I will tell you about it later.

- Hot damn.

- Tonight me.

Me alone.

- Wait, I'll fight you.

- No, tonight I choose.

Ebony and Gold.

- That's good, very good.

Ah, ah.

- Why did you not report this immediately?

But, General, we did not.

- No, no.

I tell you, a man like Andrei
Chikurin does not defect.

Out.

Get me the embassy in Montreal.

- Yes, General.

You will
work together as a team.

Both of you together.

- We will start at once, General.

Good, good.

I want immediate results.

You know where the trail starts.

Find out where it ends.

Find Chikurin.

- Yes, General.

- So, Chikurin, you shall see
how fantasy becomes reality.

Yes, her.

I like her.

Now you just come along with me.

Down here?

Just grab my arm.

My arm, honey.

Hey, you're real eager, eh?

You are very beautiful.

Thanks.

Where are you from?

The Soviet Union, Russia.

- A Russian, hey?

- My ship is in port a few days only.

A friend of mine,

he tell me about this place.

He tell me of you.

- Oh, yeah?

- That TV camera in corner.

What is it for?

- Now, don't you worry about it, honey.

It's just security, you know.

Sometimes a guy gets carried away.

Stops trouble before it starts.

- I don't like to perform
for people behind camera.

- They're not watching, not now.

Only if I press this panic button.

See?

My friend did
not tell me of camera.

- I get the message, Comrade.

He was here for the hockey series.

He came one night only.

His last night.

His first time with Black
girl, he say to you.

A young kid?

Alex.

Why don't you make
yourself more comfortable.

Later, you lie down first.

I massage you.

- Suit yourself, honey.

That's better.

- Thelma called.

Thought you'd like to know.

Another Russian.

A seaman this time.

- He came with two friends,
perhaps you remember them also.

Friends?

What kind of friends?

- Another young man, like
him, and an older man.

I like to watch you-
- Enough!

He's no seaman.

He's asking too many questions.

He's one of Zerov's men.

He's been sent to find Chikurin.

The place must be closed down immediately

and the girls brought back here.

- You want him taken care of?

- Yes.

- I will call Gregor.

- But it must look like an accident.

Coitus interuptus, Comrade.

Sally, you should leave now.

- Control, this is 6-4-12.

Just checking cable Harry,
Able, Seven, Two, Apple.

That's right.

Can you give me the address of receiver?

I will check it out there.

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Just a little prick, Comrade.

And then you are going
to feel very sleepy.

Da?

- Damn.

- Go now.

You think you hate me, yes?

- Yes.

- Your mind may tell you that,

but the computer tells me that,

that your body thinks otherwise.

You are growing stronger.

Stronger.

You need me.

You want me.

You're on fire.

Oh, your mind cannot control your body.

You feel me.

With every scream you
make tomorrow, Chikurin,

you will remember me.

- Yes, yes, Igor.

She was one of Stalin's bitches.

I have a personal score
to settle with her.

She killed my son.

No, no, I will take care of the rest.

Everything is prepared.

They are leaving immediately.

Yes, they are the best we have.

They will know what to do.

You have only one job.

Confirm that the rat stays in the hole.

- Red four.

The rat hasn't moved from its hole.

- Okay, Passolini,

when the fireworks start,

you're gonna turn into
a big fat Roman candle.

- What's the matter?

Passolini not teach you how to read?

Maybe Passolini not read either.

The sign, it says, "Private Property."

- Passolini?

- It's party time.

- To victory.

That's something else.

- It was a cinch.

Cheers.

Bottom's up.

- And now, it's time for entertainment.

Very special entertainment.

And now, you will see what
happens to those who defy me.

And so, Chikurin, it begins.

Take positions.

Quickly.

- Here, grab this.

Cover the stairs.

Move it!

Watch out!

- So?

The bitch has escaped again.

- It's yours, Chikurin.

Yours.

All of it.

You'll be rich, Chikurin.

Rich.

It is yours.

All of it.

Just help me, huh?

Quickly.

No!

You come back.

I order you!

You come back!

Chikurin!

You come back!