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DomFilm Cinema Company

With the assistance of cinema studio Eurofilm-Service PRESENTS

[GULYAIUPOLYE, 1888]

Let us pray in the name of the Father and the Son

and the Holy Spirit

Amen

Put him out

Let us pray

I don't know. Seems like a bad sign.

Christened is Nestor

in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

I christen you, the devotee, with the glorious name

Nestor, "he who returns home."

He will travel across many countries

and every time return to the fireplace

of his birth home.

The fire in this temple is like a sign of that home's fireplace,

which warms in every way.

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

The Antichrist was just born.

STARRING Pavel Derevyanko

THE NINE LIVES OF NESTOR MAKHNO

ALSO STARRING Ada Rogovtseva Kirill Pletnev Daniil Byelih

SCREENPLAY Igor Bolgarin Victor Smirnov

DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY Oleg Maslov-Lisichkin Igor Primiskiy

ART DIRECTOR Pyotr Koryagin

COMPOSERS Igor Myelnichuk Pavel Krahmalyov

SOUND DIRECTOR Yuri Chyeh

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS Felix Kleyman Victor Prihodko

PRODUCER Vladimir Dostal

DIRECTOR OF CINEMATOGRAPHY Nikolai Kaptan

TRANSLATION AND SUBTITLES Dmitriy Ostrovskiy

[EPISODE ONE]

Listen, Nestor.

What if Cossacks escort the carriage? Or the police?

What if it's many of them?

Looks like it is a lot of them after all.

Stay put.

Mister, mister, what's wrong with your wheel?

What's up?

[indistinct]

Bomb!

Stop! Stop!

Lads! There's a pile of money in here.

Don't shoot, boy! There's money there. Just take it.

There's a lot of money! -Stop!

Boy, don't shoot! You have kids, I have kids.

They look just like you! Don't shoot.

[GULYAIUPOLYE, 1888]

What's going on?

It's seven in the morning. They have already moved three columns through.

They are all over it, they will get the whole estate.

You know what, Tato? Maybe I should also run away for some time?

What for?

Even an innocent man could get caught up in this.

If the soul doesn't eat garlic, it won't stink either.

Not me.

I will go, Tato.

[ALEXANDROVSK]

[WATCHMAKER]

[DRUGSTORE | WATCHMAKER]

What are you looking for, young man?

A watch.

I guessed as much. I don't trade in much else.

What type of watch?

I can offer you a pocket watch, mechanical, the cheapest.

Only one chervonets. I assure you, they will not disappoint.

Cheap? Why cheap?

So maybe gold then?

56 karat. Silent. Mechanical. Breguet.

Keyless windup. Nineteen stones.

Four year warranty.

Here. 130 rubles.

Gold?

Yes, gold. Here. 130 rubles.

Alright. Also a chain. A gold one.

So, 205 rubles.

The register is there.

Register!

Kuzma!

Inform the guard!

Got it.

[OVERCOATS, MACFARLANES, CAPES]

What do you need?

Nothing much.

You're coming with me to the station,

where we will establish your identity.

You shouldn't do that. That's what I don't like.

Well?

Tell me. How, when, with whom?

You robbed the mail carriage.

How much money did you take?

How did you kill people.

I don't know anything about any carriage.

Where is the money from?

This money.

This money?

Found it. By the roadside.

And this?

Straight from the bank. You found this too?

Maybe someone had lost it.

Don't be stupid, Petro.

You don't want to talk. It happens.

But not here.

Here, everyone starts talking eventually.

Beat me! Even to death!

I won't say a thing!

What are you screaming for?

Ohrimenko, Zolatov!

Go take him on a sightseeing tour. -To Block 3?

No, I think even the morgue will suffice.

Yes, and don't forget our hotel.

Come, come. These are all rebels.

Yesterday, they were more alive than you and me.

Come and see.

Look, look.

Look at him, bastard. Look.

Take the biscuit. Eat.

No hurry. Now tell me.

How did it begin?

Who is in the gang?

Who is the leader? How do you call him,

Ataman?

Just a moment.

Don't hurry, it's alright. Eat the biscuit.

It's a good biscuit, with poppy-seed.

I like them too.

I didn't want to do it.

It was all Semenyuta.

Nestor Makhno.

Go on, go on.

Tell me in order.

Who is Semenyuta? What is his name?

Where does he work?

Where is Sharovskiy?

Don't worry, he's fine.

I've warned everyone, they will figure it out.

Alright.

Four hundred thousand.

Boys, I could hook you up.

Give me some. Give it.

I can't. We will spend all we can on the struggle.

What do you mean, on the struggle?

Hide this.

We must print leaflets in Alexandrovsk.

But what's going to happen? I will bring guns,

and no one will take them?

Who will fight?

We must agitate the people.

Fertilise the soil. You understand?

Once the people are agitated, worked up

they will take our black and red standard

as well as the gun. We will do that,

which no one in Russia could accomplish. -What?

The first commune. Ours.

In Gulyaipolye.

Lads, the revolution is flaring up.

They're drowning it in the chapels, but the people cannot be stopped.

I have an idea on how to prove ourselves.

Where?

Not in Gulyaipolye itself. Too many forces here.

At the farms. They will strike there, of course

then leave their forces. That's when we strike.

Alright.

We will hit Pan Danilevskiy

and the police station. So the people know we're out here.

So they do not despair.

Here is another task.

To the extent possible we must free the arrested villagers.

Those in Yekaterinoslav are of course out of our reach.

But the ones in Alexandrovsk, we can try.

What do you think?

Sounds good.

It's a raid. We are surrounded.

By whom?

Them. Police, soldiers.

How many out there?

I don't know, about thirty. Maybe more.

Take the grenades. I have enough to spare.

Stay away from the windows!

Anarchists! Do you hear me or not?

Come out one at a time with your hands up!

Whoever does not surrender will be shot as

an armed rebel in accordance with the law

under the Provincial Emergency Order.

Sashko?

Can I answer him?

I will put this grenade right in the pig's eye.

You what? Grenade? -Yes.

Just wait. We will need it.

We are fighting our way out of this ambush.

Hey, you there! Semenyuta, Makhno, Schus!

We know you all. Come out!

You have nowhere to go anyway.

Why are you so quiet, huh?

We are thinking!

Lads.

Everyone have a grenade?

On my command, we go.

Whoever survives, we will meet at Marusya's

clearing in the woods by the river. God be with you.

Don't shoot! Lads! My dear boys!

We are unarmed! Lads! Don't shoot! We're not armed!

Onward! Get the bandits!

Brother! Our father got shot!

Why? What did he have to do with this?

Let's go! I will cover you!

Tato! Tato!

Let's go, we have to run! Go, run!

No, we have to help him!

Everyone hear what that cop said?

Semenyuta. Makhno. Schus.

What's going on?

Someone sold us out.

What do you think?

What is there to think? There is a traitor among us.

The fucking bastard, eh?

You know what? There is no traitor among us.

He would not be with us, he wouldn't risk his life.

So rid your heads of this talk.

We are all brothers here.

One thing is clear - we cannot return to the village.

They will get us.

Interesting.

Where should we go? My work is at home, my household.

You will get your work in prison, or maybe a hanging.

Lads, please excuse us.

We must go to the village.

Nobody needs to go to the village, lads.

We have to bury our father.

Your father? Your father was a cop.

He went against us. You are with us. Or what,

have you changed your mind?

Let them go, lads.

Letis all just scatter.

Alright. Go, brothers.

Go, brothers.

Watch out. Don't cut my heel.

Don't worry, it will only improve your balance.

No left eye and no right heel.

Time for a smoke.

Hey, let's mow some more grass.

Smoke break.

Yes. You have really withdrawn from the village life.

Doing other stuff.

How beautiful. Like heaven.

If such a thing even exists in this world.

I agree.

Brother, abandon the joys you find in the trappings of war.

You even spent time in prison for them.

You could help me.

We could, I don't know, buy some land or rent some.

Marry, have kids.

The essence of our village life.

What shitty life would that be? Look how rich you are now.

Giving away all your money for rent.

Spend it all on land. Whatis in store for you?

Work, work, work... and poverty!

What if you have children? Grandchildren? No. I don't want that.

Don't want that. I'm ready for torture, or prison.

Time will tell. So what? Let's mow some more grass.

Alright, brother. Let's go.

Fellow countrymen, could you tell us

the shortest way to the estate of Pan Kimmetz?

Take him.

Get away! Get away!

Stop. Stop.

Go away! Go away!

Why are you after me? Why?

Give up, Nestor.

Go away! Why are you here?

Why?

You're savage! It hurts!

Be glad it hurts.

If it hurts, it means you're alive.

Enough!

Go, get in!

Greetings.

Hi.

Sova! Make some room on the cot, would you?

They have chained you, eh? -Sure did.

They are getting you ready for it, yes?

You could have walked free.

If only you'd given up all the cherry from that carriage right away.

Could have bought yourself out.

How do you know about the carriage?

In prison, everyone.. knows.. everything.

Listen brother, want to know why

they call me Mandalin?

Enough. We're tired of you.

Very well. So then want to know why they call him Lard?

So he spent months hiding in his mum's cellar,

his mum disappeared somewhere, simply vanished.

For a whole three months

he subsisted on lard alone.

In the end, he ran out into the street.

Surrenders to the police. Says:

"Arrest me, I never want to see lard again!"

Isn't that what happened?

It happened. The detective simply showed me

a piece of lard at the interrogation. I confessed everything.

Even what I didn't know.

That's how the lard did me.

This is why they call me Mandalin.

You did the right thing, Petro.

You helped the cause of the Fatherland. We're not animals.

As they say, good for good.

We have decided to let you go. Just sign this paper, and go.

What kind of paper?

Your grand crime, Petro.

We will forget about it, of course.

You just tell us some things from time to time

in your gratitude for this. Just little things

about various unreliable characters.

Don't let me out.

They will kill me.

Who will find out?

We will keep you in prison a little longer.

If you want, we will even shackle you.

Then we will let you go.

We do have to release someone.

These ones here.

Ivan and Alexander Lepetchenko,

These ones.

How should we release them? They were armed,

already got lesser sentences than the others.

In memory of their father. That man was loyal to the throne.

The father is the father. They are criminals.

The Russian revolt is in decline. We should not irritate the public

with excessive punitive measures right now.

We must send the leaders and the masterminds unconditionally to court.

They will be subjected to judgement.

Don't worry.

Tomorrow you may send this out.

You see anything? -All quiet for now.

As soon as I approach their position, roll out.

Go for the position. Strike the convoy.

The main thing is to make as much noise as possible,

Be brazen. Before they know what is happening.

Grab two or three of our lads.

First and foremost, grab Nestor and Khshivo.

Did someone warn them?

Nestor knows.

I trust him more than anyone.

What two people know, the pig will know.

Not so.

Here they are.

Take it.

Shmerka. So you know, our boys should be here.

Field officer! Field officer! Help!

Sashko! We are leaving. Hurry up! Sashko!

Surround it on all sides, don't let him get away!

Stay down, bastards!

I said stay down, bastard. Down!

Soldier! -Aye!

Set fire to the building! -Got it!

Let's go! On your feet!

What's next? -I don't know.

All rise. Court is in session.

Before us in the Special Odessa

Provincial Military Court,

under Articles 134 and 279 of the Criminal Code,

and also for taking part in murder

and attempted murder, this Special

Provincial Military Court, presided by Colonel of the Military Law Department Strobyanko,

Stabskapitäns Trukhin, Manuvilov, and

Attorney Sinterovich, orders as follows:

to sentence Nestor Ivanov Makhno,

a peasant of Gulyaipolye village,

of Christian faith, to death by hanging.

Kshivo,

a peasant of the Vitebsk colony,

of Jewish faith,

to death by hanging.

I have cried all I could.

No, Evdokiya Matveevna.

You cannot defeat a prosecutor with tears.

That is why he is called a prosecutor.

You have to write, as I understand.

Truly, to Empress Alexandra Fyodorovna.

I hear she has a sick son.

Like you, five little ones.

She is kind, you will see.

How old is he? Nestor?

In October he just turned 21.

That is bad.

Even terrible, I would say. Because he is of age now.

Let's do this, Evdokiya Matveevna. Let's drop a year.

How can we do that? We are writing to the Empress.

You are a man of god.

God is god, but we must drop a year.

Alexandra Fyodorovna, a child will be pardoned.

So be it.

Thank you.

"Your imperial highness,"

"my light, my hope, and now my intercessor of mercy..."

Nestor! Can you hear me! Goodbye, Nestor!

Shmerka! Shmerka! Open the door!

Open the door, bastards!

How can this be?

Hands, tie his hands tighter!

It's tight enough. -Alright.

Alright, set him up.

Mitko, where is the bag?

The cross, we have to bring the cross.

To hell with the cross, he's of another faith.

Your highness, everything is ready.

Nestor, goodb-

Bastards.

You bastards! Open the door!

Why do you torture? Why do you torture?

Such is the order. -Bastards.

You would all be happier together, of course.

Wouldn't be so scary to go all at once. Obviously.

But you? You should pray to god.

He will decide. God is such that he gives one a day

and another a whole century.

Look at this one! Alive for only a day, and happy for it.

You pray to your god! You understand?

Gentlemen, I have received a directive

from the Governor General of Odessa to change

the capital punishment to life of hard labour

for this Nestor Makhno.

Outrageous.

He has blood of several people on him.

He murders, yet they pardon him.

What is this? I must file an executive appeal.

You can exercise your executive appeal from home.

This is an order from up high.

Goodbye, brothers! Goodbye, Nestor!

We've had a glorious life, a hell of a ride!

Sashko. Sashko!

Sashko, you bastards!

Hang me instead!

Hang me! Hang me, you scum!

You bastards!

I want death, I want death! Hang me!

Bastards!

Looks like an epileptic episode.

He cannot be left alone. He will die.

Transfer him to general population.

Without chains? I mean, he's very ornery.

What chains? I doubt he will even survive.

Drink. Drink.

Is it that epilepsy again?

I'm afraid it's worse.

I think this is typhus. Very easy to catch here.

People are free like prairie beasts. No czar, no pope.

Freedom for me. Freedom for me.

He won't make it.

Here's what's up. He needs to go to the infirmary.

People are free as prairie beasts,

like birds of the forest,

Go, go. Go! Go!

Stop.

Take him to the morgue.

Professor asked for two. For what's it called, for science.

He promised twenty. But only if they're good. Not stinky.

It's all good, we will find one quick.

This one too. That's a strong man.

And this one. -No, too skinny.

Here, look at this one. The new one.

He's real tiny. Just a boy.

Mother of god!

Yesterday's dead have come back to life!

Mandolin.

Mandolin! Mandolin!

Mandolin!

Mandolin!

Nestor?

Artyomich!

Artyomich! Listen.

Let me in there.

Forbidden. He is too dangerous.

Come on, he's too weak. He can't run away.

You understand, right?

That's better.

Alright, go.

Stop.

Go.

Stop.

Get in. -Hey, brother.

How are you doing? Dying, eh?

I was dying at first, but now I'm alright.

Never mind. I can help you out in Butyrka.

You can stay with me, I have prison rank there.

Listen. Just tell me this. All this cherry

that you took from the carriage. Where did you hide it?

Mandolin.

I have no money. Understand?

Why are you lying to me, why would you?

I'm like a brother to you. I only want what's good for you.

I can get help for us. How much was it?

Two-hundred thousand?

Four hundred.

How much? Four hundred? Goddamn.

Damnit! Four hundred thousand!

Oh! You spent it all on your politics?

You people! How do you even come up with such a word, politics?

Unbelievable.

What if they hanged you for it?

I don't understand it. Oh well.

Listen.

Over there in Butyrka. I tell you, different rules apply.

You will either rot away in a month

in your cell,

or live your whole life like a king. Understand what I'm getting at?

All life is eternal hard labour.

Eternal hard labour, blah blah.

I don't know, but we won't last long in Butyrka like that,

won't make it. They send us there to die.

There are hundred roads there. All of them lead home, you know?

Alright, I will go. We will meet again.

Artyomich! You hear me? Transfer me!

CAST Pavel Derevyanko as Nestor Makhno Ada Rogovtseva as Evdokiya Makhno

Daniil Byelih as Fedor Schus Igor Gnezdilov as Timofei Lashkevich

Andrey Zhurba as Sashko Lepetchenko Vladislav Mamchur as Ivan Lepetchenko

Alexander Zhukovin as Semyon Karetnikov Yuri Molchanovskiy as Marko Levadniy

Sergei Malyuga as Petro Sharovskiy Ivan Marchenko as Sashko Semenyuta

Oleg Protsyuk as Khshiva Alexander Kobzar as Omelyan Makhno

Anatoli Pomiluyko as Father Dmitriy Oleg Trepovskiy as The detective

Nikolai Boklan as Damian Zakharovich Maxim Bramatkin as Mandolin

Episode also starring:

Victor Aldoshin, Vladimir Belostoyskiy, Alexei Petuhov, Vladimir Demidenko,

Valeriy Kovalenko, Leonid Marchenko, Sergei Obrezan, Dmitriy Osmolovskiy,

Andrei Parhomenko, Victor Shesterenko, Sergei Borovikov, Vitaliy Sementsov,

Anatoli Snegur, Igor Timoshenko, Vladislav Poopkov

SCREENPLAY Igor Bolgarin and Victor Smirnov

DIRECTOR OF CINEMATOGRAPHY Nikolai Kaptan

DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY Oleg Maslov-Lisichkin and Igor Primiskiy

ART DIRECTOR Pyotr Koryagin

COMPOSERS Pavel Krahmalyov and Igor Myelnichuk

SOUND DIRECTOR Yuri Chyeh

DIRECTORS Yuri Homenko and Natalia Kaptan

OPERATOR Alexander Boiko

EDITORS Anna Terenyeva, Alexander Timenko, Alexander Antonchenko

COSTUME DESIGNER Alla Shesterenko

MAKEUP ARTIST Vasiliy Gorkaviy

VISUAL EFFECTS AND TITLES DomVideo Company

CONSULTANTS Lt. Gen. Vladimir Sytnik and Lt. Gen. Gregory Dyachuk

DIRECTOR OF PICTURE Igor Yegorov

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS Felix Kleyman and Victor Prihodko

END OF EPISODE ONE