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ZVENIGORA

Cinematographic poem by M. Yogansen, Yu. Yurtik

Adapted by Oleksandr Dovzhenko

Director Oleksandr Dovzhenko

Cinematography by B. Zavelev

Production designer - V. Krychevskyi

Starring: Old man - M. Nademskyi General - M. Nademskyi

Tymishko - S. Svashenko Pavlo - L. Podorozhnyi Oksana-Roksana - P. Otava

Ensanguined national assets of the country, buried treasures sealed

by a mystery and shrouded in legend lay in the Ukrainian land for ages.

A centuries-old sentinel, guardian of the past, a moss-grown old man is still guarding them

the way he did it in times of the Haydamachyna - for three hundred years... a thousand years...

- Have you seen Poles?

- The damned are wandering near zvenyhora!

They dig soil in search of vaults, want to steal our Ukrainian treasures.

- Harness a horse, get on a horseback, you will go with us.

- Give a sabre to the old man - He will be a Haydamak!

- Here is Zvenyhora!

- I will go straight ahead, and you, old man,

will lead a company of comrades and make a detour.

But mind! Do not dig the soil without me. Do not touch treasures... Come on! Ahead!

- Where are your Poles, old man?

A Pole was sitting on an oak... there will be no more Pole...

- Use knives, lads!

- Mount!

- Where are your vaults, old man?

- The same place where the treasures are.

Centuries passed by... People were born and died.

Trains began to travel in Ukrainian steppes...

And the zvenyhora-mountain and forests and rivers kept the old man's secret.

The destiny flows by...

Oksana watches on it.

For centuries year in year the old man's senile mouth

put down maidenly destiny on the Ivan Kupala night...

Fern blossomed at dark nights...

The old man had a grandson by name Pavlo.

The old man had a grandson by name Tymishko...

- Spit, boys, spit thrice: the devil is in the house.

- Cross yourself, cholera, cross: the devil is in the house.

Do what I say - cross!

We would live and grow the way corn does in the field, unless...

More than one mother cried for her son both on the German and Ukrainian soil.

- "One people rose against another people, kingdom against kingdom.

The enemy of the human kind reins over us..."

- The treasure is in here.

Dogs are fed not before hunting... They construct roads, when they wage the war.

- Nobody can cover treasures up with earth. It is impossible to build a road

by unclean hands. Zvenyhora can not be defeated.

On Sunday at daybreak.

- Your the brightest, kindest, the most just Excellency! Stop or the treasure will perish!

- You, old man, are a genuine engineer, but I forbid digging.

Cast away the old man. Place under guard.

And Tymishko conceived, the Cossack intended...

- Freeze! Name yourself?

- It cannot be! Align!

- I will talk to them personally. I will work wonders with them.

- Hello, young fine men!

- Hello, young fine men!

- Hello, eagles!

- Hello, eagle...

- Your Excellency, may the former Knight of the George order command

its own shooting... personally...

- On the standing in front...

...platoon fire...

- P-l-a-t-o-o-n...

- Raise the bayonet up...

- Fire.

- My hand works wonders.

And one people rose against another one, a kingdom against another one,

brother against brother. Sit down, my only consolation and hope.

- Listen to a secret... A great treasure is hidden here in zvenyhora...

that time when aliens trod upon our land... They were lead by chieftains...

People dwelt in villages, just like us... There was a girl named Roksana among them...

Oxen perished and people perished, and the chieftain decided

to make a stop on zvenyhora and to impose a levy...

- Unharness people.

A shield.

Roksana betrayed her people, she fell in love with the chieftain... but not for long...

He cursed Roksana and his treasures with a terrible word.

Waterflooded into a lake, the place where Roksana fell... soil gave way down into that ravine...

Tresses turned into humming reeds, eyes turned into wells and caves.

Our family will get the treasure... We know the secret.

Be aware, native village. Pavlo advances riding on a white horse.

The sun did not rise yet - red guerrillas left the village,

abandoned their native village to the villain Pavlo.

- Come back.

- I will not, my dear Tymishko, will not.

- Come back, crazy woman. Or I will get mad!

- Speed up. Hey, leave women there.

- Oh, this is my death, Tymishko. I cannot come back! Go back, Tymishko! Kill me or go back!..

The revolution is in danger. The revolution is in danger.

The revolution is in danger. The revolution is in danger.

Proletarian - Mount!

Proletarians, move to engines. Open fire-boxes wider. Fire!

The revolution is in danger.

Eh, it was time when...

- And in a foreign land - in Prague -

a Cossack walks along a street, sweeping it with his wide trousers...

And Tymish? He is studying on a worker's faculty, burdened with scientific figures and formulas,

striving to find a real secret of zvenyhora, the secret of the Ukrainian treasures.

Prague - Paris- the Poltava region

- The Ukrainian prince will deliver a lecture about the death

of Ukraine due to the Bolsheviks. At the end of the lecture...

Before respected audience's eyes he will shot himself dead with his own revolver...

- Gracious ladies and gracious gentlemen! I appreciate your attention very much...

I know that you are not interested in Ukraine or Bolsheviks...

Ladies, especially...

For this reason I will try not to bother you...

Gracious ladies and gracious gentlemen. Thank you... I am finished...

I beg your pardon, I forgot to tell...

- Six thousand dollars. Fine.

You have the fund for a new treasure expedition. We are sure that we will be lucky this time.

- The treasure is ours. But be quick. Restrain a fire serpent who wants to crush your treasure.

- Stop, evil spirit. Be gone. Vanish.

Stop, fire monster!

- Gracious ladies and gracious gentlemen... Thank you. I am finished...

The film was restored on the "Mosfilm" studio in 1973.

Music, conductor V. Ovchinnikov

THE END