All language subtitles for Motýl Batterfljaj Баттерфляй Batterflyay Butterfly 1993, EN

Russian TV

Workshop "Rock"

One, two, tree, four.

Daddy, c'mon. Doan hurry.

Dey wanna shoot, and dey ask me...

A bit on de left.

Why you goin' here, left, I tell ya,
here, a bit.

Dey wanna shoot ya, movie I mean,

Dere dey stay standin' and here dey
are shootin', dere, dere...

Roman, who asked ya, ya arsehole?

Once a-more.

Dey from de movies wanna shoot
ya for de pictures.

Dere dey are, down dere, ya see,
dey have a nice camera dere...

Natalia MAKAROVA

Irina METLITZKAYA

Valentina TALYZINA

Sergey VINOGRADOV

Erich
KURMANGALIYEV

Sergey MACKOVETZKY

In a movie by Alexey UTCHITEL

BUTTERFLY

Script by:
Avdotya SMIRNOVA, Alexey UTCHITEL

Cameraman Yury ALEXANDROV

Soundtrack by Vladimir GORAN` KO

Editor Anatoly
KORTCHAGIN

Edited by Elena ANDREEVA

Consultant Sergey NICKOLAYEVITCH

Tricks by:

Artist - Tatyana SCRODENIS
cameraman - Vladimir SMIRNOV

Director assistant
Ivan BURLATCHKO

Director Alexey UTCHITEL

Roman VIKTYUK starring as R.VIKTYUK

I spit upon myself.

- All I am going to do is wander on.
- No you are not.

Then tell me, you seem to know all.

You will sit and wait for the police,

And since there'll be nothing to do
for you,

You will let your thoughts
flow backwards.

Your hands will descend towards
the sense of your existence

Until the white stream
flows onto the bloody floor.

However your worn-out heart
will not stand that, my friend,

It will burst at the moment of orgasm,
and that will be your end.

Shut your eyes, close them,

And kiss me.

O.K., now it is over with games.

I thought the papers would
conceal how terribly

Excited I was.

Come here.

Sit on my lap.

I do not think

They are the most comfortable
thing to sit on.

They are, they are.
You'll like it.

And while she was sitting
there on my lap,

Completely dressed,
and nothing threatened her,

My trousers became so full of love
towards Lolita that,

To tell you the truth,
the liquid burst out.

And at that very moment...

Citizen Makarova. Come in.

Sit down.

Do not speak in that manner.

Be quiet. Who are you?

Are you a capitalist?

Why did you come back to as?

What was your aim?

- Art.
- And what is that?

- Have you met Akhmatova?
- I did love her.

- Have you seen Zoshcenko?
- He was a deity.

Up, down! Up, down! That's enough.

Tatyana Ivanovna, come here.

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You must be crazy, aren't you?

You're singing wrong tunes,
Valya.

Wrong tunes.

Lenin is in your fate,

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Another pregnant one.

Everything done slowly,

And speak, Valya, laugh,
laugh, and...

Laugh, Valya! C'mon.

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Now you lay down behind the bush,
c'mon...

If you're something, you will smile
after that yourself,

You'll say,

"Is it not great how cool I am,
how well I behave because I'm in love".

You never say this,
because you don't love,

You settle an account in our
housing department.

You're a sand-blaster

Who comes and start
making it clear

Why that yesterday's drunkard
did that to you.

But this is a different play,
by an intellectual.

Shut up. Valya, take
your place.

She's started suffering anew.

Valya, you are about to suffer again.
What I ask you is get ready to vomit,

I cannot invent a nicer word,
to vomit.

Vomit the words out.

Stop thinking European.
C'mon.

And I demand the open play,
without any Tchekhov from Sourshitville.

Don't run away from the hall,
stay a bit, listen.

You start the play from here.

Nobody will ever understand you.

There are no pedophils here
and there will never be in the USSR.

That means you are to beat
through a blind wall.

You don't beat you won't get through.

If you do not yell them,
this becomes a lecture by Kon

Where they never go either.

Because they know all that is
abominable.

I say, oh that skin!
Here I have a topic.

Tell 'em: "Vinogradik,
grape,

Is that not a divine topic
for you to leave?"

Smile on you lips, Oleg!

I say, what a topic - skin!

These can be different
rhythms of the head,

Find them as if you were furious.

Do not speak, you are absolutely
angry.

The guy must go wild.

And no stops!
From one block to the other.

Do not shout, 'tis nothing to do
with shouting.

From one guy to the other.

And speak, throw the words out,
speak, speak throw 'em out.

Shake, push yourself around!
Again!

The same with the head.

Down, Valya, Valya, Valya.

Tempo, again anxiety at once

And pass, this is the trick.

Different dimension,

He wants the same everywhere
at the same time.

No, no.

In parallel this is the railroad

"Moscow - Leningrad", rails.

A nervous one has everything working
at the same time,

The body cannot get quiet,
or it is not nervous,

But hop-hop. This.
Two. One here, yes.

No logic, c'mon.

With the head! Head!

Bravo!

Head!

No, am not going to see this.

This is dirt, dirt.
God, what a shit I am!

I am pushing my hear back,

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- No, this is some nightmare.
- And I stand so

That you could see all of my body.

But she is completely naked, why?

- For your eyes only.
- No, it cannot be so.

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- Does she like it?
- I do like it.

- Is she OK this way?
- I do not see you,

And you can do anything with me,

Everything you want.

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I thought I was going to lose
my legs.

- Did you like it?
- You bet, Mark.

That was the point that
you should like it.

Thank you, Mark. She was my
first woman.

Are you ready? I will take you
to the "masturbator's house".

The man who started this
pharmacy-museum,

And its first director, Krylov,
was a Russian.

Once we lived in the same house
at 18 Rynok Square,

And then he told me
a great mystery.

He told me that Vladimir Ilyitch
Lenin had visited Lvov

To get cured of something
really bad, of syphilis.

He had come here twice,
and been to this pharmacy.

And the same chap, Krylov,

Told me a good deal of remarkable
things about this city.

Marx' grandmother had been
born here,

Iike some relatives
of Siegmund Freud.

It had been here that the great
writer Masoch had lived,

The one who founded masochism.

Then was graphic and writer
Bruno Schultz.

This is a sacred land.

I am backed by all Russians.

Do you know why we have
constant wars?

That's because we wear clothes,

And the men can simply not know

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Or to then you want to grab
the largest piece of land,

Or to build the huge house,

Or to write the longest novel...

But nothing comes out.

You can conquer the whole world,
but if you still have your pants on

How will you prove yours is bigger

Than, let's say his.

This is what is called civilized society.

The world is ruled by a gang of men
who have

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Formerly, there was "Casino de Paris"
in this house.

In the center, there was a splendid
giant chandelier.

There were manyurka's sculptures,

Such frivolously undressed ladies.

There was an elevator for two
which visitors five stories up,

To the rooms.
It was a brothel.

So, as soon as the soviets came
to this city of Lvov,

The house was given over to
the Young Pioneers' Palace.

We staged patriotic plays here,

Read verses glorifying the motherland
and the party.

That was where I started.

Charlotte regrets she thought
you were gay, Humbert dear.

You evidently are straight.

When I told Mr Heiss, I was following
the principle of you give - I give,

He did not know what to say.

Right, you give - I give, too.

When he comes, I want to as well.

Me for you, and you for me.

And without those tricks,
when you mount me,

Sweat, come, turn around and snore.

No sir, me for him and he for me.

"Sex is Health", that is what
I kept telling my Mr Heiss.

"And I hope you will do
what you have to at night.

Yes, that is how it should be:
every night, as if with a timetable".

Everything is quiet in the garden.

OK, Seryozha.

And c'mon, c'mon.

Oleg, do you yourself see
how late you are?

Ahead!

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Now with the cock.
Valya, Valya!

What are you doing with the prick
that way?

As always, right, you take it and
then where?

Drive it where you take it.

Take it...

And no head, Valya.

Stop for a moment.
That cannot be seen.

That is what the pros do.

And besides that, why do you "Oh"?

Are you maybe a virgin?
No, that's it. It rudest words.

The diamonds...

Why do you ask 'em,
isn't it Agudalova, no?

You say what I say:
"Fuck all men"!

We do not have one at home.

That's excellent, diamonds,
check everything.

That's a good girl.
You understand.

Stop, do not touch:

She's been pouring varnish over
her head the whole day through.

Lyudotchka, look, the chap will go
when she folds her arms.

You did not like it, and now
you are unwell.

Why do you take the child away?

You are about to miss
the most interesting part.

- Has your spouse liked it?
- Yes, naturally.

Well, now have some rest.
And goodbye.

- - Lord save you. You
too. All the best for you.

See you tomorrow. We must.

Goodbye, and bon voyage,
Natasha.

Volodin said it was the saddest
play he'd ever seen.

- You mean that Volodin?
- The playwright, the most terrific guy.

That drives me crazy, just crazy.
Where is the sparkling wine?

And where are the girls?

I perfectly well remember this yard
and one among those days.

I jumped out under the gate,

And there was a tall pretty
red-haired woman, a Jewess.

She had star of David.

She stretched her hands out
and shouted in polish:

"Help me!"

Without any thinking, I tried
to pull her towards the stairs,

But we could not get there,
because the Germans ran in

And drove her away,

But I have not been able
to forget her eyes, not anymore.

These Ghosts have

That bodily and
spiritual sensuality

Which exhausts their veins and
lochs them in a statuary position

Of sweet dreams...
Thank you.

I have to cut it somehow?

It is stuffed, what a horror!
Oh, God.

- I would not say you are a great eater.
- Me? Well, I have my complexes.

- One has to live with taste.
- That's correct, but where is the time?

But I will be here again,
and that's a promise.

My beloved, my dearest,
my cherished - this is a confession.

"Je vous aime" - I fell in love with you
as I see you.

I am a single and passionate women,
and you...

...of course I know for sure I mean
nothing for you, absolutely nothing.

Oh yes, you like talking to me,
I see how like our small house,

My favorite ptijardin and even
"Emen la con-di-a-fos-de-leur".

But I, I myself, am nothing for you,
do not exist at all for you.

However if, having read my confession,

You with all your mysterious
European "am romantik"

Decide I am reasonably
attractive for you

To become you companion till
death us will part, then tell me that.

If not, do not get angry with me.
Adieu, mon sher...

If you ever pray at all.

I think that nobody but men
should perform in the "Maids".

Only men. Roman Viktyuk.

He had met the woman of his dreams.

How then could he doubt for a moment
that she was female?

Besides, I am Asian, and that means
I am not quit male either.

Your theory is preposterious.

But why, then, East being East
and West being West,

The latter inevitably loses?

Answer my question:
did he suspect you were a man?

I have never asked him that.

My entire life was one huge mistake.
It was the ultimate mistake.

A man not worth a spit had received
the most cherished thing from me,

The worthiest thing one human being
could offer another - love.

Love drove me to my death, it blinded
me and changed my nature.

Now, looking in a mirror,
I see a woman.

In the East, the woman is always
ready to sacrifice herself

For the sake of a man who is a nil
compared with her small finger.

Honest death is better than
life in disgrace.

At last I found what I wanted.

I am as famous as Madame Butterfly.

Look at the crazy ones.

Serezha, you need not stand up,
I will step over you.

Or come with us.

In the movie from the following plays
staged by Roman Viktyuk have been used:

"M.BUTTERFLY", "LOLITA",
"MAIDS"

The cast thank: the
Roman Viktyuk Theater, Studio "MOSKVA"

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And also Dina Makarova,
Tamara Skuy, Tatyana Sukhatcheva

And others.

The End

ΤΡΟ "ROCK",
1993