All language subtitles for Nevestka (1972)

Turkmen film Studio Production

"Daughter-in-law"

Screenplay - Khodzhakuli
and Khodzhadurdi Narlievs

Director - Khodzhakuli Narliev

Photography - Anatoly Ivanov

Art Director -
Annamamed Khodzhaniyazov

Music - Redzhep Redzhepov,
Sound - Chaly Annahalov

Cast..

Murad - Khodzhaberdy Narliev
Nazar - Khommat Mullik

Bibitach - Ainabat Amanlieva
Tuvak Edzhe - Ogulkurban Durdyev

Arslan - Arslan Muradov
Chauffeur - Mergen Niyazov

Lead roles..

Anna Aga - Khodzham Ovezgelenov

Ogulkeyik - Maya Aimedova

Keep back!

The bugs are harmless creatures.

But the mouse can infect
the sheep with plague.

Let's drive them away, my girl.

We'll have to empty the well.

Quick!

Pull.

Let's drive the sheep through the fire.
Fire kills the pest.

Are things all right?

It will be great to have a cup of tea.

The sheepfold needs repair.

We'd better put up a new one.

I'll have to ask
for help at the kolkhoz.

We'll soon be welcoming a guest.

Tall.

Slender.

He's coming.

- Hello, Anna-aga.
- How are you, Mergen?

- All right, thank you.
- This is Shadurdy.

He's been looking forward
to meeting you.

I'll pick him up on the way back.

Come and sit in the shade, son.

Have same tea.

Ogulkeyik, here are presents for you.

It'll keep the tea hot
and the milk cold.

It's from the kolkhoz,

thanking you for the socks
and gloves you knitted for the soldiers.

It used to be "all for the front"
now it's all for us.

Oh, my poor bones.

Anna-aga, how's your rheumatism?

I'm sick to death of this ache.

I bury myself in the sand
and sweat like hell.

But it won't help me.

I'll never forgot the damp trench
where I lay for 3 days.

Now I've got this back ache.
There's a remedy.

- What remedy?
- Camel milk with sour cream.

That's what you're driving at.

Bless this well.

The best milk I've ever had.

Take this cup.

Have same tea, son.

I learned from the villagers
your son hasn't come back.

Murad and I were
in the flying school together.

He sent his photo from the front.

He was a good pilot, fearless.

Whatever the danger he would go
on a mission with a smile on his lips.

Once, he didn't return
after a night raid.

A forced landing, they said.

We never knew for certain.

Are things all right, dear?

The important person
came from Ashkhabad.

All the people gathered
in the village club.

Suddenly that man calls out my name.

Everybody claps their hands.

They ask me to come to the table.

And there, at the table, are
the party secretary and kolkhoz chief.

I wonder why they've called me.

The Ashkhabad man comes up to me,

Gives me the order and
thanks me for my good work.

"Thank you", I answer.

But, I've not done anything special.

The kolkhoz chief laughs..
"Same old Anna-aga. "

Everybody claps their hands again

and I say:
I am too happy for words

but could you give me
a red woolen shawl.

What for?, they ask me.

My daughter has been covering
her face with yashmak for a long time.

If I don't give her a red shawl...

Do you like it?

Oh my old head!
I nearly forgot...

Our pictures.

I said to the people,
it's all thanks to you.

...

Take off your yashmak.

Tomorrow I want to see you without it.

The authorities promise help.

How are you, Ogulkeyik?
Is everything all right?

...

Give me my puppy.

How are you getting on?
Are you well?

- Where's old man?
Is he with the herd? - Yes.

Where can we put the tent?

Here's a good place.

Babitach, stop...
We've arrived...

- Help me get down.
- Get down, I'm holding you.

- Let's have some tea.
- No, later. Let's put up the tent first.

Arslan, make the camel lie down.

Rope.

All right.

Why do you cover your face?

- Are you well?
- I'm all right, thank you.

Look, who's come.

- What's your name?
- Arslan.

Look at yourself, you're all wet.

Keep back.

Why did they stop?

They've seen the stranger.

Come here!

Here are bones to play with.

Come in.

Now we'll have tea.

Chopan-aga also mourned the death
of his Achmurad.

Which Chopan-aga?

The one who has 9 daughters and
only one son.

The son of Maral Edjeh.

Achmurad?

Yes, you should have seen.
That hurly-burly.

Poor Maral Edjeh flung herself
into his arms

and died there from a heart attack.

I can't possibly describe the commotion
in our village when the war ended.

Tugur ran about shouting
the damned thing's through.

He even lost his sheepskin hat.

Did Nazar write to you from the front?

There was no news for two years.
I waited and waited.

How long did you have to wait for him?

He was in the Berlin battle,
then another year in the army.

In two or three weeks Nazar will
learn the ropes and you'll leave here.

You'll had enough of the sands.

I may have to go away too
before spring comes.

It'll be hard to manage
with the children.

You don't know all
the trouble they give.

Uncle Mergen is coming.

He's got a new lorry.
It's big.

I'll get in.

Can I?

Congratulations!
You've got a neighbor now.

I've got a present too...
Not bad, eh?

Here's a present for
your camel wind wheel.

It'll draw the water instead of her.

...

The camel will go to the well
only for a drink of water.

And she'll give more milk.

Could you give me a cup?

Daughter!

Let's begin.

Have you seen Ogulkeyik?
Where is she?

Arslan, come here, tell grandpa

A man came on horseback
and they went away together.

Let's fix the wheel. Take the wire.

Haul it up.

Why didn't you take off your yashmak?

I'm used to it.
I'll take it off some day.

- What's brought you here, Redjep.
- I was passing by.

Wash your hands and take a seat.
How's your father and mother?

Not bad, thank you.

At dawn the wind changed
and the sheep went southwards.

They want some fresh wind to breathe.
They've gone to another pasture.

Help your self sonny.

She didn't know and so
sent you to the old pasture.

That's all right.

I only wish we had talked
in Ogulkeyik's absence.

...

Father had sent me here.

He asked me to tell you...

We have to take
Ogulkeyik back home.

We are sinners. How long can she wait?
Let her go.

Matchmakers keep coming.
But you aren't within easy reach.

Now you've a helper.
Father's waiting for your decision.

You are right there.

I spoke about it...

many times with her.

The moment I speak
she gets up and leaves.

I'll try it again...

...

Please do. Father wants it.

Time to go. Don't worry, Sis.

- Wait a minute.
- Please, don't do it.

Stop it.

Bye-bye, sister. You needn't.

Give my love to everybody.

- Good luck.
- Have a good trip.

My best wishes to your family.

Let us know about your decision.

My girl, stay here.

Sit down, will you?

It's your father
who had sent your brother.

Your people are worried about you.

I can understand them.

Let this war be damned.
It has taken away our sons.

But they died for life
which should go on.

We've got to go on, my girl.

Go on living.

All this year you've been
irreproachable.

My son would have been pleased
with you.

Thank you, you deserve to be happy.

Don't send me away.
I'll never leave you...

There, don't cry.

Stop it. You mustn't.

Don't bite. You're tearing it.

You bad boy,
there'll never be enough shirts for you.

Have a drink.

Now I'll teach you to fight wolves.

What the matter, sonny?
A bad dream?

Come over, to your mummy, baby.
Sleep, my love.

- Babitach is calling you.
- What's up.

- I don't know.
Obviously she needs your help.

It's a long way to the village.

Drive over to Uckicui
and bring Tauyk Edjen.

A daughter can't help
in this business.

Harry up, Nazar.

Come and help Grandpa, Arslan.
There's a good boy.

Let's give some water to the sheep.

- Is he your son?
- Yes, Arslan.

They won't let me in.

Now, wait, my girl.

Nazar!

More water.

Shoot your gun,
things aren't so good.

- One hawk...
- Where?

- Cut it. - I'm afraid.
- I was afraid the first time.

- I can't.
- Cut it, or the baby will catch cold.

Come on, cut it.

Now you're his second mother.

When he grows up you'll have
place of honor at his wedding.

- Pour the water here.
- Careful!

Don't be afraid, he'll be all right.

Give a blanket.

Hold him.

Come and look at your baby brother.

Isn't he beautiful?

What name will you give your brother?

- Give us an answer.
- I don't know.

Take him away.

Nurse him.

- It seems to me there's no milk.
- No, there isn't.

Don't worry. There, there, my girl.

We'll think of something to feed your
shouter.

Women have become
weaker nowadays.

They've seen so much grief
over these years.

No wonder.

Why is he crying?

If he's asleep, lay him down.

- Go to sleep.
- You lie down too.

My little hungry lamb, don't cry.
Wait.

Is he crying again?

- Is night over?
- Yes, day's breaking.

Fetch Anna-aga.
Let him bless the baby at sunrise.

Come to Granny, my lamb.

Bring me some milk.

- Have you decided on this name?
- Not yet.

Let's name him Amangeldi:

Let's everybody return
alive and healthy.

Or let's name him Azat:
Everybody will be free and happy.

Go, Nazar.

Here's the milk.

Doesn't he like it. Such a nice boy.

- He's been hungry so long.
- He's quiet.

- He's resumed his chant.
- Give him to me.

Careful.

Come to me, dear singer.

You are so dear to me, Murad.

When I see your eyes,

I forget, my boy

The bitter grief and loss.

In the scorching sun

I roamed amidst the sand dunes

Looking for your footsteps, my dearest.

Will my ill luck never abandon me?

Will my heart never stop aching?

In spring the steppe will be in bloom

There'll be azure skies above

If the bitter hour comes
let me have my share of trouble