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DomFilm Cinema Company

With the assistance of cinema studio Eurofilm-Service PRESENTS

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 Big thanks to Eli B. for help with German

[EPISODE SIX]

[TYERNOVILY VILLAGE, 1918]

Why are you holding a wedding at such an inopportune time, grandpa?

In the middle of all this?

Well, we have... children, I mean, ...

You understand...

Kids these days! Not like back in our day...

Don't even start! Nowadays they don't go to church, don't listen to their

elders, I could hit them right ups... -Have a drink, your highness

to happiness for the newlyweds!

Alright, I will take one.

Kiss it, pan officer! This is a holy matter, after all.

What saint is this? -Couldn't you guess? This is

Nicola Nerlekiyskiy, guardian saint of the waters.

Good saint.

Good, good.

Take this, old man.

Have a read. Maybe you will spot, might get rich.

What does it say here? I am illiterate.

What is the reward for him?

One million! -Not enough!

A million not enough? Not a crumb in your pocket

and a million not enough!

Go on through!

[REZNIK ESTATE]

This is Synyukov, servant of Pan Reznik. -Go ahead.

They just shut the curtains. -And the guards?

They are... they are just messing about.

Walking around with a lamp. Playing cards.

They are not watching their post. The house is open.

Stop.

Go on now. Go. -Alright.

Here's what's up.

Holobuda, you take the balcony.

Timokh, Margo, we are going in the window.

Sashko, Kostya, around the back. Alright, let's go.

Quickly. Quiet.

Alright, boys! We only take uniforms and weapons. That's it!

Nestor! There is money here, gold!

I said take the uniforms and take off!

Nestor, don't go and burn the whole place down!

It's wartime! A war to the death! No sentimentality.

Alright, that's it. You are done!

Holobuda! -Here I am.

You are an old soldier, right? Here, put on these epaulettes. Here.

Wear these ones, got it?

Here you are. An officer, huh? That is an officer, anyone can tell!

Yes, officer.

Listen. Constantine! Teach me a little, so I could be all

like this.

Come on, do it proper. Alright, come on now! Get in the saddle...

March! What are you... a woman onto a cow!

At ease.

Let in the stirrup. Hold on. To the saddle, march!

Now salute! What are you, trying to catch a fly?

Arm straight, level with the palm, go!

Now fingers together arm like a a ruler, go! This time without thinking, go! And

drop it like a sabre, go! Your back, back,

straighten your back. Go! Go, go!

What are you,

with you officer snout, screaming

at Nestor Ivanovich like

some sort of lance corporal. -At ease, Levadniy!

You should listen too. Just look at your cover!

Alright, Lyosha.

Alright, one more time! Go!

Already better. Thirty more times, and we can go.

Stop!

Who are you, where are you going?

We are on our way to exchange this pig for grain.

You are a fool, Gryznoy. Learn the script.

Pigs, grain... -Nestor Ivanovich! Hello!

The guards been looking for you for two days, and you are a guard yourself!

Barely escaped again?

There are so many guards there! A landlord got torched,

so we knew right away it was you.

What is under the hay?

Under the hay... a sleeping boy.

His name is Maxim [same as machine-gun].

Who is this?

What, me? My name is Foma.

Last name Kozhin.

Anarchist?

Our whole village is anarchist.

Novospaskoye by Berdyansk, maybe you have heard?

No, I haven't heard. -You will find out.

He is a gifted machine-gunner.

Machine-gunner?

We will see. We need machine-gunners.

Here's what's up, boys. We don't have uniforms for you yet.

You will be our prisoners for now.

Hide that machine-gun deeper in the hay.

Have a rope?

Yeah, some type. -Boys! Tie them up for now.

But not too hard, and don't make knots.

Come on, let's go!

Who are you?

Introduce yourself first, chorążyе!

I'm chorążyе of Skoropadskiy hetman's army

Zyelentsov. I have come to search for the bandit Makhno.

Centurion of hetman national army [indistinct].

I see that me and you are allies, huh?

Good, good. You have managed to catch two already?

Yeah, we just grabbed 'em, and with a hog too!

A hog, yeah? Listen, centurion,

maybe we can keep that hog, huh?

As a gift to Pan Danilevskiy.

He is gathering all the county nobility, invited us too.

What, is Pan Danilevskiy having some party?

Just gathering us up and that's it. Why, do you know him?

Who in Gulyaipolye doesn't know Pan Danilevskiy?

I served in the same regiment as his son.

So, centurion. Come with us!

We will rest up, boys! Have a party!

What do you plan to do with them?

What do you propose? -What is there to propose?

Excuse me. Just take them to the ditch over there and shoot them...

I didn't hear you well. What is your last name?

My last name is simple and should be familiar to you.

Makhno!

Heard it now? Nestor Makhno.

Come on, Kozhyn. Time to show off your talent.

Call the distance!

About 1,500 steps.

Can you do it?

They are getting away, shoot!

They will not make it.

Let's chop some firewood!

Foma! You will be number one gunner position in our army!

What, there is going to be an army?

What kind of anarchist republic would it be without an army? Well?

Listen, what was it you said? "Let's chop some firewood?"

What firewood?

When I was little, I couldn't pronounce the letter

"R". What are you

laughing, I will show you! We had this teacher,

so pretty...

She told me that every day I must say this,

chop firewood, chop firewood...so I'm

"chopping firewood,"

and I'm crying...

Go away!

What a smart teacher you had! A good teacher.

What's up, boys! Should we go pay Pan Danilevskiy a visit?

[DANILEVSKIY ESTATE]

Gentlemen, please be seated.

Please.

Ivan Kazemirovich. -Yes.

Commander of the punishment expedition Captain Manoolov and his officers have arrived.

Ask them inside. Please sit.

Gentlemen officers, welcome.

Hello, gentlemen. Please sit.

Gentlemen, I have

gathered you to speak about an extraordinary matter. The rumours,

which have worried society for so long,

have been confirmed. In Yekaterinburg,

the czar has been shot by the Bolsheviks,

along with his family.

Yesterday, the hetman informed me of this

awful incident by telegram. I know, not all of us are

monarchists, but... this isn't even about the czar.

The czar abandoned us, rejected Russia...

god will judge him. But, excuse me, to kill innocent

children? These... so-called Bolsheviks,

anarchists, whoever else it was? They all, by firing squad,

have sown Russia with a bloody seed, which will

keep growing for decades to come!

Here is my daughter, Vincenta!

Vincentia is my pride and joy, as a widower. God took my wife too soon,

but gifted me with marvellous children.

Sit, daughter. Sit.

Everyone, be seated.

Whoever you may be,

Petlyura's man [ultra-nationalist], a colonialist German, hetman's man, today we all

must stand together. I was hoping, gentlemen,

to gather you quickly, to celebrate within our

friendly circle a joyous event. The birthday of the angel of my soul, Vincentia,

but after this tragedy, as a Russian

I would like to, in accordance with the ancient Russian tradition,

to remember the tortuously murdered emperor

Nikolai Alexandovich,

his spouse, and five wonderful, and innocent in every way

children. May they all rest in peace.

Be seated. Please.

Yes, Ivan Kazimirovich, it's me, Nestor Makhno.

Just stopping by, as a neighbour. May they rest, you say? Their souls?

Get down!

What the hell did you throw a grenade for?

It was necessary.

"It was necessary."

Did I catch some shrapnel or what?

Batya, I'm wounded too!

The same leg, too!

Would have been better if you died instead.

For what?

Nestor! We have to leave! One bastard got away on a horse!

All of Gulyaipolye's about to be here. -We are leaving!

I'm leaving you, boys.

This isn't my war.

When the enemy stands eye-to-eye with you, that I can understand.

But when we just kill indiscriminately with grenades? No. What, are you scared?

Or is your officer nature getting the best of you?

You lived in Gulyaipolye, drank, ate - you liked that anarchism.

But when it's anarchism with a pistol and a bomb,

that you don't like. "It's not your war."

No, former ensign, sir.

You can't leave us so easily.

You are going shoot me in the back?

No. -Let me.

For shit.

Nestor Ivanovich, wake up. There are some kind of people sneaking up.

What people?

Devil knows. Many of them. All armed.

Sashko, get everyone, lay ambush.

Foma! Get the machine-gun and turn it on them.

No, Nestor Ivanovich. Let Maximka rest a bit.

Let me toss some bombs their way instead.

Nestor.

Let him go.

Nearly tore my head off, you scum.

Syomka! It is you own fault, sneaking like a snake!

It's alright, I will repay this debt. Hello, Nestor!

Hello. What are you doing here, Syoma?

♪ Hey, we have the black banner!

Alright, alright. What's up with you!

Petty officers! You fishing?

You were all about to get popped like walnuts.

This, Fyedos, could have gone one of two ways, "popper."

What is the situation here with medicine?

Pour it up.

We captured this officer. We beat him and beat him, over and over.

Scum will not talk.

This is Semyonov-Toorskiy, one of ours.

I should have known who these bastards are.

Did they beat you properly?

And you say you are not an anarchist!

You are a purebred anarchist!

Alright, at least your head is in one piece.

We will get you a new tooth, once we take power. Gold.

Pour him a proper one.

Let's go do the thing.

Alright, let's go. Let's go.

You fool, I told you, don't beat him.

You should have...

How else?

I'm glad to see you, Nestor.

We should stick together. If we do that,

then we will finish the hetman and

all the occupants.

Wipe their asses with a hot pepper. Well?

Of course it's smarter to stick together.

So...who is going to be in charge then...

Commanding?

No, I don't want it.

You are the one who used to be the main one, but

now everything is completely different.

While you were sitting there,

I formed a squad.

Spilled so much blood, my own and others'.

For what, Nestor? What will I say to the boys?

Here is Nestor? Hello, he will be commander for a while?

It is awkward.

If you are not that, then maybe a deputy, like...

Come here, Fyedos.

Try and break this.

Is this a magic trick you have learned?

How do I...

That is all, Fyedos.

What is this all about?

What it's about, Fyedos, is that a true commander finds

a solution quickly. It would also be awkward for me

in front of the boys to be under you.

Then what? Should we part ways?

What for? You have Gulyaipolye people,

I have Gulyaipolye people. We will fight together.

You command yours, I command mine.

The battles will show who is the better commander.

No, Nestor. This isn't like swimming races in the pond

This is serious matter.

[DIBROVKA VILLAGE]

What is going on there, Fyedos. Well?

I report: they have approached the village, thirty steps away,

they are about 120 strong. A German cavalry guard,

one Austrian platoon marked with stripes, and about

fifty armed German colonists.

Colonists are armed. Those bastards.

It wasn't enough that I burned down their colony?

Burned down three colonies, still not enough!

That is why they are armed now. Because your arson.

They are armed because they are rich.

They are building a gallows. Must be a punishment expedition.

Boys! We need to attack! Surround and attack!

Hold your horses, you hear me?

Think on it a bit. -What is there to think about?

Surround and attack! I will lead the boys!

We need to attack! Just push ahead on horseback and chop them up!

What is your advice, Constantine?

We need to strike, but not surround. We need to give them

the opportunity to retreat.

Someone will run, the rest will follow, then we finish them off.

Officers' tricks. Strategy?

Tactics. They have better arms.

The machine-guns alone are five in number. -So what?

If we surround them, they will fight to the last man, and

they are thrice in number. Even if we win, we will have few

fighters left. Ruin.

Not ruin, but cowardice. -No, this is reasonable.

If we just let our lads get chopped up, who would join such an army?

But if they run away from us and

we liberate the village, that is county-wide glory.

Right, Constantine? -Right.

"Glory." Fine, we will do it your way.

Let's fight as officers, then as prisoners

Nestor knows what to do.

Let's chop firewood!

Nestor Ivanovich! Nestor Ivanovich! The boys have come running back from the watch.

There is artillery out there.

You can't see it, but it keeps coming.

So many, all behind the trees.

Probably coming to hit back.

Wake up the boys, tell them to saddle up, get ready.

Set up ambush right outside the village.

Take up defensive positions!

What damn defensive positions? It is indirect fire.

Nestor! Germans!

Take this!

Go that way! Retreat, Foma!

How many of us are left?

Nestor, Nestor. -What's up?

It's Kostya.

No way, Kostya!

What happened?

Kostyenka, what is wrong? What are you doing?

They got me.

They got me. Listen. Nestor.

What is wrong, Constantine?

They got me good.

Nestor.

Nestor, listen. -What?

That....was the regular ar....

Say it, say it, Kostya.

Say it.

...my. They have it all figured out.

They didn't come to our forest......

for nothing.....

Alright.

It's a trap....

How? Tell me.

Beyond the treeline... will be ambushes, Nestor.

Strong ones. -Alright.

You won't get past...

Listen. You must...

You must... -What must I do, Kostyenka?

What should I do, well?

What should I do, Constantine?

Say something, you!

Oh god.

Kostya!

What a person they have killed! Bitches!

Kostya!

Did he give you some advice?

How many combat-capable people are left, Fyedos?

I saw about 15-16.

How many did we have?

Fifty-three.

You killed many people, Fyedos.

Many.

What do you suggest, boys?

We need to get out of here.

Run?

That is not the trick.

Maybe if we are lucky, a few will make it.

Nestor, to run....

We should run, because there is a dugout in the woods,

we can set up a little defence. Defence?

How long will your ammunition last?

Two hours? Then what?

Ghruznov and I have four disks each for the Lewis machine-gun.

How long will it last?

If something serious happens, then about half an hour.

Here is what we do, boys.

We will attack.

Come on!

Quiet, quiet.

Germans and Austrians don't know how to fight around these parts.

As you can see, they are firing just one gun.

They think they have destroyed us.

In the morning, they will come to finish us off.

So if we hit the village real good, nothing will happen.

They will not attack.

They are obviously waiting for us to return to the village.

They think in the morning, we will try to break through to the Dniepr, to the docks.

They will have strong ambushes there.

Where should we strike, Nestor?

Where should we advance?

We have so few people, you could crush them with your fingers.

There are a few hundred Germans at the village. Where can we advance?

We are fighting for our land, you understand?

Who's with me?

Get up, let's go!

He is cold.

Heroic person.

He suffered quietly.

See what kind of people we have, Fyedos?

You are afraid to go on the attack with them.

Because I have a brain. Who will say,

who will say that Fyedos the sailor is scared, well?

Boys. I'm like everyone else! If everyone goes, I go, Nestor.

Bury them, boys.

Lyevko, I will take the Lewis. In two hours, we advance.

Everyone rest.

Onward! Show the bastards!

Onward! Onward, everyone!

Onward!

Nestor!

Nestor, we will go wherever you want now.

We will follow you all the way to hell.

Nestor! Be our Batko!

My dearest! I didn't do this for me...

Thank you, but I did it for you.

Thank you! Thank you, boys, thank you!

Hello.

I was told there is a fierce battle happening in Dibrovka,

so I have come to help you.

Good job, old man!

It's good that you came, truly. -What, am I late?

You are a little late. -That's alright.

There will be other battles. -The battles will happen.

But what the hell do we need

such an old man for?

Greetings, Nestor Ivanovich.

Hello, old man Pravda.

Did you recognise me?

I recognised you even back then in jail, only...

you didn't want to be recognised, so I kept quiet.

I must tell you, Nestor Ivanovich, the more a person

keeps quiet, the smarter their head is.

It's a law of nature.

So then, what is the benefit of your smart head to us?

How? I was a machine-gunner in the Japanese war.

Yes. I even got a medal.

Tell us, Japanese machine-gunner, how will you, as

an old man... He is an old man, no?

How will you carry a machine-gun, well?

You will be the one carrying it. Your peakless cap may be smart...

it is a good look indeed.

But what is underneath, that is a sight to behold.

What if I stick this bayonet in your ear, eh?

So what? I swear on my mother, I don't lie.

My last name is Pravda [Truth].

Last name Pravda?

Yes. -Really?

It is true. -Your last name?

Here is my idea.

You move your machine-guns on tachankas,

but in battle you set them on the ground and put the horses behind cover.

What stupidity. First you lose an hour

and in the meantime you can't manoeuvre.

Here is my idea, boys.

Get the machine-guns over here.

Get him a machine-gun. Foma! Get him a machine-gun.

Give it here.

Here we go.

Alright. Come here, soldier.

Come on, load a belt and we will secure it.

Then we will test it.

You are a real wizard, old man, eh?

What are you doing. Why do you set it up like that?

Set it up straight right here.

Hey boys!

Bring a couple of Germans for them.

Alright, let's hit it!

No, I can't do it.

Just imagine that it is hetman Skoropachkin in front of you.

Let's go.

Chop firewood!

Good! How you like it?

Alright old man, let's hit it mid-turn. Alright. Let's go!

Hit it again!

What? How'd you like that?

Artillery...

on wheels. The gunner can speak for himself.

What can I say? It will chop that firewood real well.

Old man knows what's up.

What if it is not one tachanka but five?

What if twenty?

It will be like a whole regiment.

Or maybe an army. Sashko. How many tachankas do we have?

Seven, we can look around the village too.

Machine-guns? -Six Maxims. Four Austrians.

Find some blacksmiths. In two hours, I want

six tachankas with guns on them.

Let's make seven!

We will throw an Austrian on one.

Alright, try.

Batka! Batka!

The Germans are coming!

A squadron of German hussars and a regiment of Austrians.

Also a battery of artillery.

Yurko, get me a horse!

What's up, Zama?

Shall we try the tachanka out?

We have the tachankas but not enough gunners.

That's alright. They will learn.

Isn't that right, boys?

What about the village? They will burn it!

They won't! Where they do, you will get a better harvest.

[German]

That's him, trying to escape! Running like

his mother slapped him! Go get them! Take no prisoners!

Go!

Good...

Batko! Go ahead. We got this! Batko! Nestor Ivanovich!

Go to the front!

Out of ammunition!

Old man! Wow, old man! What genius!

Come here.. let me give you a kiss.

Come here, golden one.

You are incredible.

The tachanka is the queen of the fields, eh?

Alright. Let's shake hands.

You chopped up some good firewood there.

What firewood? That was nothing but small tinder.

That was really something. -It's alright.

So rich with ideas, old man. If only you'd focused during the fight...

Look at this. They left a map behind!

All our cities, but in a different language.

Stash it away, Dimka, hide it! -Why?

When we start going across Ukraine, we will need it.

Kherson! Unbelievable!

Kherson? -Kherson!

For now, we can find our way to Gulyaipolye without.

Right, boys?

To Gulyaipolye? I don't understand.

Wait, boys.

Are we really going to Gulyaipolye?

We are. -For what reason?

There are Germans. A whole regiment.

What do we have?

The element of surprise. Count it as a company-sized element.

Tachankas!

The savage fear they instill, count as another company.

We are... Dima, how many are we?

About two-hundred.

And? -Maybe more.

So what? Are we scared of half a broken regiment?

Boys!

We will not embarrass

our fatherland!

Gulyaipolye is our dear mother!

Our capitol!

Let's go!

CAST Pavel Derevyanko as Nestor Makhno Ada Rogovtseva as Evdokiya Makhno

Daniil Byelih as Fedor Schus Kirill Pletnev as Vladislav Danilevskiy

Natalya Soldatova as Vincenta Danilevskaya Sergei Romanyuk as Pan Danilevskiy

Lesya Samayeva as Maria Igor Gnezdilov as Timofei Lashkevich

Andrey Zhurba as Sashko Lepetchenko Vladislav Mamchur as Ivan Lepetchenko

Alexandr Zhukovin as Semyon Karetnikov Yuri Molchanovskiy as Marko Lyevadniy

Vladimir Bashkirov as Yurko Chernigovskiy Constantine Kostyshin as Grigoriy Makhno

Vyacheslav Vasilyuk as Savva Makhno Boris Georgievskiy as Semyonov-Toorskiy

Denis Maslyaev as Halabudov Oleg Primagenov as Lyeva Zadov

Nikolai Oleynik as Ded Pravda Vasiliy Ivishina as Trohim Boyko

Vladimir Andreiev as Foma Kozhin Andrey Maslov-Leesichkin as Sashko Klein

Alexandr Loginov as the German major Episode also starring:

Andrey Valenskiy, Alexandr Danilyevich,

Andrey Pavlenko, Pyotr Tsegelniy

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 Lt. Gen. Gregory Dyachuk

DIRECTOR OF PICTURES Igor Yegorov

EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS Felix Kleyman and Victor Prihodko

END OF EPISODE SIX