Original subtitles

Annie Kristinauso

Ville Haapasalo

Viktor Bychkov

An Alex Andrarogozhin Film

The Cuckoo

Change

It�s ready

Come, private

Hold this

You chose the place?

Yes, I did. You don't like it?

Beautiful spot

Thank you

What did he say?

He says it�s a perfect sniper location

Should we leave him the glasses?

Yes

Don't move till we disappear

If you try to reach for the weapon...

He'll shoot

I do not shoot in the back

Everyone says that

Last week ... was shot right here

Good luck to you, private

Farewell

First Battalion!

Hurry up, men, move it!

Hurry up!

Listen up ... down the road. Got it?

Got it. And then what?

First turn left, then right

Cross the scorched bridge

I know you are innocent

You are a good person and an honest soldier

Stop the chatter!

Lieutenant, I packed this for your trip

-Good luck -Let's move

Have a good trip, Lieutenant,

You, ease up!

Lieutenant, don't you see these roads

Hey, Slavs, give us a push

Mister...Mister

I recognize you

Huh?

Mister, you worked in the shooting range

What shooting range?

You know, the one by the market

What market?

In Bezhensk...

By the market

No, it's not me

You look like him

But you had a mustache

Stop the chatter! He is under arrest!

Go to hell!

Thank you, sons

How much longer?

Who the heck knows?

How much longer, Captain?

Don't know

I never took this route

Sir Second Lieutenant, permission to ...

Sir Second Lieutenant, they are ours

Our bombers

I know

Sir Second Lieutenant, permission to relieve myself

Shoot

Don't run off too far -

I am not in the mood to shoot

Sir Second Lieutenant, do you have some paper?

Maybe your journal -

Can�t give you that, it will be used in the case

It has everything about you and your buddy,

With whom you exchanged anti-Soviet correspondence

If I could, I'd tear you up without trial

Do not worry, I won't hurt you

I will take some of your strength,

The wounded needs it

Don't be afraid

Where am I?

It is a man's protectors -

I need to ...

They will help you defeat the weaknesses of the body

Do not be embarrassed

Go ahead

You'll get better. Take a nap

You failed, Lieutenant!

I will still be around to piss on your graves!

Good morning.

I need to take off this chain

I need a blacksmith

Do you understand me? Do you speaking Finnish?

I need to take this off

You want to get rid off this iron thing?

Were you held captive?

I do not understand you.

Do you speak Finnish?

Are you Sami?

I need a blacksmith, understand?

You live here alone?

Are there men around here?

I need to take off the chain!

I am not going to walk around like that

You yell too much.

I have seen iron being ripped by screams

I'll look. My husband had some tools

As you wish, my lady

Is he your husband?

Is he sick?

Is he wounded?

Fascist

Oh, Russian

I am not German

You think I am from SS?

It's only the uniform

They make us wear it

So that we would be afraid to surrender

You don't like the Germans, do you?

Especially in this uniform

Is that all you know in German?

Don't worry, the is war as far as I am concerned

I'll go home once I take off the chain

Ahm, cuckoo, son of a bitch

You are probably one of those on the car

I did not get it, Why did Russian bombers attack you?

Shoot, you scum

I'd get the chair anyway

My name is Veikko

And you, Ivan?

Poshel ti (Screw you)

Psolto?

Veikko, Psolto...

Anne, like I am going to tell me my real name

To steal my soul

Nice meeting you, gentlemen

Pity we have nothing to celebrate the occasion

Don't mind me talking so much -

It's from the anxiety

A dead man who got his life spared is remarkable

I see I am not welcome here

My apologies for the disturbance

I'll leave just as I get the chain off

Let's go

I'll give you the tools

These are my husband's tools

You husband makes knives?

I had one just like this - excellent knife

I see you are a crafty fellow

Women were probably all over you

You've been on top of a bunch

Relax, let me take it off and I'll depart

I've lived without a man for four years

I cuddled with the Russian,

Although he was as stiff as a log of timber,

I went numb all over - still feel it

You stink

Nowadays, all men smell of iron and death

Yeah, the flies are annoying

I thought I'd be eaten alive up there enchained to the stone,

I am still itching

Is there a bath? I need to wash up

Your skin is so white and smooth, Even women would be jealous

Tje flies are all around you Because you bathe too much

Four years! And now I get two

The spirits have finally replied

Look, he put on my skirt

Why did you dress up like a woman?

So ... you laugh, Fascist

See that you don't cry

Good knife. The handle is short, though

Psolto, I told you - I'm done with the war

I do not want to kill, but I do no intend to be killed

Go ahead, finish me off

This knife belongs to my husband

It's mine while he is away

I hope you do not kill each other

I have neither the time nor the will to bury you

What are you waiting for, huh?

So you think I'll slaughter you?

War is over, buddy!

Understand? Peace! War is over

Shoot, bustard, shoot

Leo Tolstoy, "War and Peace". Understand?

I know, you fascist burned down Yasnaya Polyana

I am not a Fascist. I am Finnish

University...then war

I did not want the war

Fascist

You are an idiot!

What's he babbling about?

I am telling you - I am tired of the war!

Ernest Hemingway, "Farewell to Arms"

No idea how to say it in Russian

I did not learn Russian Sorry, Psolto

Nasty place

Beautiful area

Only yesterday I was a dead man

You wouldn't understand

I was chained, just like Prometheus

and when I realized that,

I understood how to unchain myself.

There were other ways to make fire,

without the use of lenses

Say, shoot into dry grass

It would light up instantly

But lenses are more reliable

Of course, you have no idea what I am saying

It does not matter

It is a fine business to be alive in this shit hole

We are alive - that is all that matters

You and I

I hope after a while people will be afraid to think about what they did in the war

Maybe not

Man is a strange creature,

It adapts to unexplainable trends

As Dostoevsky himself explained

It could serve a great purpose

Joyful Fascist

I never approved of Fascist ideas

I am a Democrat

Still a Fascist

Food is ready. Come

Let's eat

Fasci, afraid I'll bang you over the head?

I would, if not for the shell-shock

Second one First one was in the summer of 1942

Can I have some more?

You eat too much

That one eats who works

Thank you

Thank you, it's delicious

Coffee? I don�t drink coffee

But ... thank you

Stupid cow

Listen ...

Got a smoke?

Tobacco

I'd smoke if I had any

Thank you, Fascist

Take it off, let me wash it

This too

You like to wrap up, don't you?

You're ok, Girls like guy like you

Listen, Fasci

You charmed her

Why are you in woman's dress?

Take it off, you look ridiculous

Screw you

Psolto, all Russians are so shy

Soami do not value that

Their lives are simple but genuine

You don't get it?

You talk too much

My earth wither from the buzz

I didn't understand a word

I checked There is not a lot of fish,

The deer. Winter will be tough

You and I are two more mouths to feed

We've got to run off

My eyes are fine

I wore them in the University to look stylish

My family was poor Barely accumulated for the University

In Stockholm the Finnish are space goats

So I started wearing these

Never thought they'd save my life

She's got very little hay as well

On the other hand, maybe it is enough for the deer

They find edibles under the snow

We should take them to the pasture though

Go, imbecile, go

Let me help

Buzz off

I just want to puke

Angry? She fell for you

Shat?

I say, she's got a crush on you

I'll cover the log with mud

The wood will burn out, And you got a chimney for the sauna

Here

To fry or to bake

Eat, we'll eat

You want a taste of the other world?

The just sip some soup from flygarlic

You get sick from these mushrooms

Oh, you don't want to cook? Don't worry

It's simple, really

I'll do it

My sergeant ... skillful cook

Psolto wishes to meet the ghosts

He wants to eat his mushrooms

He might be a sorcerer

Let him rest

He is still weak from the contusion

I will do it myself

I think you are better at something else

I wouldn't mind if you lay me down for a round or two

I don't even remember what it's like

Do not toy with me like that

I haven't seen women for over two months

Anyone will do now; even a freak will look like a princess

Your hands are gentle

You are not used to hard work

Killing is all you are good for

It is not a job, but foolish games

You think that annihilate someone

That will help you find yourself

Anyway, go on Work

Put that back after you finish

Miss, I need salt... salt, you see?

I am not out of my mind I will not taste those mushrooms

If you wish, help yourself

Oh, I see. In the house

That bastard!

It was brought by the water current

He told on me

The lad has been in the war for a mere week

And he is already at it

I treated him like my own son

He writes: "Let it be known that I do not share the ideals ..."

The water wiped out the words

Stream water cleans by itself

Put some laundry, the next day it will be all clean

We have little flour left

I just add some wood for the taste

He write my poems are weak and pitiable

He is jealous

He has not written anything in his life except this delation

Sergey Esenin himself encouraged me

My father worked in taxi

Esenin took a ride to a hotel

I was but a little lad seating in the front and reading poetry

He insisted that I create

Here ... he even autographed his photo

Is she your wife?

She is pretty

Four years ago, soldiers took my husband along with all the deer

See, Esenin!

And this brat...

I composed poetry

Beauty, nature ... you know?

To keep the mind off the war

And this devil ...

Do not torture yourself

You are alive! Your wife is beautiful

Just do not eat the mushrooms

You'll definitely go nuts

Ah, mushrooms ... almost done

If only you had some salt

Yes, the mushrooms are no good to eat

Poison, I tell you

Too much talking The deer need their food

You ruined everything!

It's a marvel but will do to take a bath

It is warming up

Psolto! Come to bathe

That is why you get sick - you are ruining your skin

My husband went to sauna once, and became ill instantly

It took a lot of effort to cure him

Before that, he was not sick once

Don't forget your rifle

Come on!

Not bad, huh?

But the wind the breeze is chilly

I am not too fond of sauna

Turkish bath is a different story

Turkish, you know?

Yes, of course. She is a nice gal

Very lively

Women like her are excellent house wives

And won't bore in bed

There was this clerk, looks a lot like her

Once I ... asked her to the movies

She didn't come

Got married

to my partner

Bichkov, Viktor

What's so special about him?

Neither looker nor liker ... a freak

I don't get you

You do not like the sauna?

I am not a professional after all

I only read about this

I was always out of luck with women

Married twice

Both were disasters

Here

Why the serious face?

Wash it off, you smell of war

Raven soared with great caution

Spotted deer freely roaming

One, two, three � and thus in motion

Kept on counting till morning

Thus exhausting to the bone

He produced an evil shriek

�You are many, I�m alone�

Flew away and went to sleep

Let's go

I scream from pleasure, just to let you know

Crap

No! Don't do it!!

I'm sorry. A nightmare

I ... I did not want to scare you

Are you sick?

It's the mushrooms

I will make you a soup to cure you

I fell for you from the first sight

But you liked the Fascist

He is younger, but he is a Fascist

I'll make you a herbal treatment

You'll get better in no time

Alright, time to work

Otherwise, winter will be starving

Yes, you enjoyed being with him

I heard you shout with

I was in pain

I wanted to kill you both

Please forgive me

You brought me back to life

Rest

I have work to do

You stole my heart

Psolto, I told you

It's not loaded

Are you jealous that she chose me?

Don't

She only wanted some happiness

Hell with you, live

You are too young

Your whole life is still ahead

I am tired ...

... of war

The soul is exhausted

I'll go get some wood

I've got to leave

Here, herbal broth

Drink, Psolto

What so extraordinary about that Fascist?

Talk too much ... who knows about what

You'll feel better once the mushroom poison leaves your body

Tasty

Eat, I want more yells tonight

Don't look at me like that

You make me want to pull up my skirt

Damn it!

Did you drink it?

Not here, over there

Go! Go away

Poison!

Go away, I tell you!

Lord, this is not cinema!

Over there is a hole

Go over there

This is not the place for that

Go away, go away!!!

Why are you looking?

You are a barbarian, Psolto

The herbs succeeded

Mushroom poison will bother you no more

Probably ate too many mushrooms

Enjoying the show, huh?

Why are you embarrassing me?

Is this an exhibit?!

Bring everyone to have look

The dogs, the deer

Let them look

It's absurd

The barn needs to be fixed

You are both big

You need meat

Ah, thank you

I feel better

Here it is ... thank you, I am leaving

You are both big and eat much

But I cannot slaughter the deer for you

Only a few left

Farewell

Thank you for bread and salt

But you don't any salt anyways

You have a good heart

Do not eat mushrooms anymore

I had to say goodbye

I cannot go on like this

It's good here ... but

I am become mad here

I've forgotten what life is about

Psolto went to pick mushrooms again?

Here, let me help

Where are you taking it?

I just brought it over here

Thank you

You are such a beast after all

Germans! Fascists! Hide, quick

Listen ... The Germans are there

Three of them

One wounded and a woman

A nurse maybe

Give me the gun

Psolto, no bullets

What?

Germans, I tell you, Fascists!

Understand?

I am not in war

And nothing to fight with

Are you crazy?!

The will cross over

Give me the gun!

We will be like on the palm of their hands

Ok, I asked nicely

I will force it out of you

If not the shell-shock

I'd take you out in no time

I used to squash suckers like you

Bastard!

Let me go!

The war is over for me!

What do you want?

I do not need this war

Hell with it!

I am a human, just like you

I want to live, not to fight

What are you babbling about?

You put me down pretty crafty

Right into the fire

Amazing

All night long with the lady

And still enough muscle saved up

Nice, very nice

Damn!

You just don't get it

I am stuck with this idiot

How can I explain it to you?

You do not even wish to understand

I am not a soldier!

Aren't you tired of guns?

If you want war,

And kill others like you - GO!

I want a different life

The world is not perfect

But life is life

Maybe you never really lived, Psolto?

Always in battle and nothing else

Look how beautiful this world is

I realized it when

I was chained to the mountain

I wanted to create, compose

Although I can do neither

I'll be going, Psolto

We do not understand each other

You are waiting your energy for nothing

Come, help me instead

She needs help

Come!

I've seen those before

Over there, never here

What do you see?

It didn't explode

No fuel, probably

Something white around it

Let's go

Stay here

The herbs helped Psolto

How swiftly he runs

Here, read

They are probably offering you to surrender

Psolto, Finland is out of the war

We are no longer foes

War is over!

Long live reason!

Psolto, there is a dead pilot

A woman must not fight

It is against all that is humane

Psolto, I am not a soldier

I am not an enemy

It is written here that the Finns are not in war

Satisfied?

Happy that your comrades took down the plane?

Happy?

Hero

You are only brave when they are helpless

They were distributing the flyers

We should bury them

Your pals did it ...

And you too, Fascist

I am Finnish

How can I explain it to you - I am not at war

Finland is not fighting

No more war!

Look, Psolto

I'll break the stinking rifle

You are an idiot, Psolto

Finland made a pact with Russia

"This flyer is to indicate passage home"

Finland capitulated, huh?

Let it be capitulated

I gave up along time ago

Son, just hang on there

Just hang on, I�ll get you home in no time

It's not far, downhill all the way

Why do you not listen?

Don't die, buddy!

Say something...Moan, whisper, anything

So I know you're alive

Who wounded him? What happened?

I didn't mean it

I thought he wanted to hit me with the rifle

What happened, Psolto?

Just silly... He must not die

Finland capitulated

Maybe the Germans surrendered, Maybe the war is over

Don't just lie there

Get some water

He is leaving us

I don't even remember how to stop the spirit from going into the land of the dead

My grandma could do it

She turned into a dog, and barked to lured the dying back

I will turn my finger to the dying

Clasp it tightly

I will bring you back from death

I will turn you away from the road to the land of the dead

Come back

Hear the dog howl, and come back

I am holding you firmly

I will not let the soul leave your body

Hear the dog howling

It is protecting your home

It is calling you back

Hear my screaming and howling

I am catching up to you

I am jumping you ... biting you

I will not let you go

Come back to your body!

Hear the dog

Come back from the land of the dead

I will turn your soul into a hollow wooden log

The waves are carrying you

I am the wind ... gusting hurricane

That will take you to shore

Hear the dog onshore

My sizzling breath propels you toward land

Whirl to the shore,

Where you body lies

Return to you body!

The wind blows you to the shore

Where I will grasp

And seize it!

Come back!

Your soul has returned

Psolto, come

He's alive

Psolto, come here

I need to feel manly warmth

Anne, I do not understand you

You ... rest

You ... yelled all night ...

My name is not Anne

My parents called me Cuckoo

Others labeled Crippled

Husband names Anne

But really, I am Cuckoo

Psolto, come here

Thank you, dear ... for everything

For bread and butter

Do not hold us at ill

You are a kind woman ... very compassionate

Thank you, Anne

Who's holding you? Go

I won't feel at loss

Well, Psolto,

Home is that way

It's far, but I'll make it

Good luck to you, Psolto

I real name is Ivan

Yes, all Russians have that name

If you insist, let it be Ivan

Screw you too

That is how they separated

Snow was early that year

The left

One there, the other one over there

Toward their homes

They were strong and brave

They could have become great hunters

But the were turned them to evil deeds

They were tired of it

They knew it

And stopped battling each other

Became friends

They helped me around the house

They were kind and

And helped one another in tough times

Once, one of them was wounded

The other one brought him back to me

I did not let him die

I understood they want to return to their mother lands

I made them comfortable clothes

Gathered some food

They went to their pasture

Your fathers' names were like yours

Psolto and Veikko