All language subtitles for Odin shans iz tysyachi (1968)

Odessa Film Studio

It was a routine flight
across enemy lines.

There were 70 of us

flying to Mironov's partisans,

their situation got critical.

I couldn't make it to Crimea
before the war

and now it's our destination.
Feels strange.

Look, how calm he is.
It's about time to jump out

and all he thinks about
is chess.

Well, ain't he a-showcasing!
- What?

Pretending he's
full of confidence

to put moral pressure on us,
for the sake of business.

While his teeth tap a dance.
Got it!?

Ain't he right doing so?

Calms down his nerves
by playing chess.

Some distraction
won't hurt you too.

Seems he's very experienced,
so he's calm.

Have you ever jumped with him?

Asking! He is...

a girlie in this business,
I know.

Master Sergeant told me.

And with all that,
a Captain, no less!

I don't want to dispute
what you say,

but rather suggest

that one gets used
to everything,

noise as well

and since eavesdropping
is totally impolite

I ask you to keep from
voicing your judgements.

Sergeant Sokolov,
if I'm not mistaken?

Yes.

That's the way, Sokolov.

Strap your helmet.

Aye.

Well, am I pickled now!

In order to support

the local partisans

troopers will arrive.

They are about 70

being delivered by 3 aircraft's.

I believe two gunner platoons
will be enough...

to silently disengage
the guards around fires...

and shoot away the troopers

while they are up in the air.
Every bloody one!

So, have you found the solution?

Not yet, but some things
do clear up.

You're not gonna make it on time,
jump off in 3 minutes.

Leave it, I'll handle.
Castle to H7.

Right. Well done!

Take them along!

Are you sure?
- Take them now!

Thanks, I'll give them back
next time we meet.

I don't think we're gonna meet,
I'm sure we're not.

Well that's the way
to say goodbye.

It's not that,
I'm a fighter pilot.

Been riding these camels
temporarily.

There's an order already.

I see.

Go!

Come on, jump, jump now!

Go, go!

Where are the partisans?

Delay opening your parachutes
as long as you can!

One chance in a thousand.

Screenplay by L. Kocharyan,
A. Makarov, A. Tarkovsky

Director Leon Kocharyan

Art Director Andrey Tarkovsky

Cinematographer Vadim Avloshenko

Anatoly Solonitsyn
as Captain Migun'ko

Zhanna Prokhorenko as Nina,
Nikolai Grin'ko as Denis Korneevich

and others.

What's up?
- That's all!

You can't sit here, no time!
- I can't go.

One can run away from bees,
but not from dogs, I know.

What you've got here?
- A smoking break.

Where do we run? It ain't matters
where to lie down forever, right?

There's a hideout over there
to duck behind. Isn't it clear?

Stand up!

Thanks!

You? - Just as you see.

So we've met.

Yeah...

He took us here. We'll be lucky
if he manages to get us back.

We are lucky. Without him you'd
stayed at those rocks forever.

What about you?
- I can't! I gotta get back to sea.

While it's a break,
let's do a roll call.

You? - Simirnin Igor.

You? - Lieutenant Osyanin.

You? - Kartsev Viktor.

You? - Sokolov Vladimir.

You? - Atsel Hari.

You? - Simirnin Serafim.

Twins? - Right.

Volody, Volodya. Sokolov!

You, fascist scum.

Hush, Pop, hush!

What's that he smashed me with?

Small, but can't be any better.

Prokhorenko Denis Korneevich.
- Captain Migun'ko.

That's some beating
you gave me, lad.

You ain't no wimp yourself Pop.

So you're from out there.
That's something.

Loads of Germans here.

Our sanatorium became
their recovery center.

For their most important scumbags.
The distinguished ones.

Means, they are guarded all over,
Fully protected.

As for hiding you, I'll do, certainly.
Not far from here.

Just be considerate, mates.
It's a big secret I'm sharing.

So, we've arrived.

Well, it's a solid structure.

Are you gonna leave us here?

Yes, for a while.

Later I'll come myself or
I'll send Ninka with some food.

These cellars were made in rocks

in Queen Anne's times.

Right before the war
our troops were planning...

to demolish them,
but it didn't happen.

Simply piled stones
over the main entryway.

So lads - be considerate.

Germans would've paid gold
for these wines.

Don't you worry!

OK, follow me.

Tell me! Do I see
the SS men on guard?

Them scumbags.

Odd, they could've just
used regular troops.

Whatever. Who's Nina?

My daughter, fishing,
like myself.

We've been catching
here in the area.

And then everyone
was interned away,

but us they decided to keep.

Even scumbags want some fish.

That's the knock
to open door to.

I'll be moving.

I wonder how long it'll
take to drink all that?

Enough, Sokolov,
drinking is off topic from now on.

Halt! Halt!

OK, I'm standing still.
Have you not recognized me?

Documents.
- Here, have your documents

enjoy the sight,
and I'll have some of your cig.

What's that look?
Do not understand?

No, I don't.
- Ah...

Ah, here's my in-law, good day!
- Greets.

Gonna visit your daughter
this evening.

So that Herr Commandant
starts looking for you again?

No, thanks! Auf Wiedersehen!

Herr Comandant won't
be looking for Hlobcke.

He's organising a hunt for
his friends. A two day hunt.

Deer goes mom-poem. Ha-ha...

A hunt, you say...

Good day - Good day.
- My best shot, colonel.

100 meters, by the way.

I see no reason to rejoice.

To kill a defenseless animal...

and such a beautiful one.

Have my guests arrived?

I've promised to let you know.
- Good.

Who's that?

Some rear lines rat,
a supply officer...

but with big connections
in Berlin.

What's his name?
- Koester, colonel Koester.

Listen, what if we try
to fly away?

Let me guess,
on a flying carpet, right?

No, no! Capture an aircraft...

somewhere close
they gotta have an air field.

Sounds interesting.

But we got to find its location.

What if for a starter...

we capture a car and try
to move out from here?

What about checkpoints
on the road?

Let's take risks. I'll handle
talking to patrol men.

You speak German?

Let me introduce myself,
Master of Philology

my thesis was about
Bavarian dialects.

That's the reason they assigned
me to go with these troopers.

Wonderful.

Everyone get ready.

Oh! - Don't be scared.

I'm not.

But that unshaved brat of yours
will scare all of us.

Well, hello!
- Hello!

Here, I brought you some food.

Thank you.

They're gonna hunt for two days.

Daddy can't stop shaking,
keeps saying, demons brought them.

Can't stop worrying about wine.

Water would be fabulous.

I went to the spring to get some,
but there were too many Germans.

Now we have to wait
until the hunt is over...

then Pops will get you out.

Going now.

Goodbye! - Goodbye,
though there's no good in it.

You'll go soon, and we'll
never meet again. Good luck!

Who's that? Tell me now!

Sima! Why won't you
hit the road Sima.

I'm Igor.

Go before I gave you a new mark!
Don't get your mother's confused.

Hey, you!
- You can't drink.

OK, OK, I won't. Let me go,

you guys need
to perform in circuses.

One disappears up there,
another appears down here,

Houdini twins, eh...?

Hush!

Oh, the carriage is too small...

Everybody down! Let's start.

It ain't good, it's really small.

And if it's a HQ car...

we won't come back
bare-handed, right?

Come on!

And then she says:
I'm from India.

Do you hear me Giederich?

And in French that sounds
like 'I'm a turkey'.

Everyone's joy comes
as no surprise,

but Talleirand is awe-struck.

And yet, her beauty was
outstanding.

You wouldn't refuse yourself
a voyage to France?

Definitely not,
yet I have to admit...

that local wines...

Oh my, what a spectacle?

Look at this scarecrow!

What? This permit is not
enough, you blind idiot?

Captain Karl Mors,
SD special unit.

'Robbers' operation
has been started an hour ago.

All permits are annulled.
Your papers!

Please.

Apologies, I thought
you were a soldier.

Nevermind, but you'll have to

stop here for 10 minutes

to ensure you have
no further stops.

Turn here please.
I'll authorize your permit.

This way, gentlemen.

Take them immediately
to Herr Colonel.

Well, Herr Dvigubsky,
what brought you here?

Are you a member of
some important department,

if it's not a big secret?

Ich sprechen keine russisch.

Wonderful, we'll talk in German

but with both at once.

Ah, here's Herr Weising.

Hari, bring him to his senses.

He tried to escape

and I just squeezed him a bit,
but he...

Take him away.

It's a shame but I'll have to
talk with you only.

Then I'd prefer Russian.

Take him in.

You can sit down.

Take off your blindfold.

'Death to the enemy'
partisan regiment's

commander, comrade M.

You do understand Dvigubsky

our meeting hasn't been
a chance one.

We had some preparations
prior to your arrival.

It's clear to me now.

I'm ready to give you
every bit of information.

Your information doesn't have
as much value as you think.

It's definitely not enough
to exchange it for a life warrant

to a man who for many years
has been acting maliciously

towards his motherland.

Give me a chance,
I'll redeem myself.

Maybe you'll be given
that opportunity.

Who signed Weising's assignment?

Reichsfuhrer Himmler himself.

When and why?

Last week.

He doesn't trust our men.

Whose men?

Admiral Canaris' men,
Abwehr's intelligence.

That means colonel Koester
is not expecting

Hauptschturmfuhrer Weising.

He is notified, but...

But they don't know
each other... right?

Right!

Weising's assigned
to be the first deputy?

The second.

And you're the first?
- Yes...

I hope you understand
that I'm a prisoner of war...

You're a well-trained spy.

Convention doesn't apply to you.

Listen very closely, Dvigubsky.

Now you're going
to sign a document

of cooperation with us.

And don't you dare
play any tricks...

our people are all over
the sanatorium.

Is that clear?
- Clear.

The department chief,
colonel August Koester

is at the Blue Bay villa.

His department controls
deployment of agents

behind the Pervyy Ukrainsky
Front line.

Koester's aides Dvigubsky
and Weising

were to update him on
the new Berlin regulations

on sending new agents
to Ukraine.

So that's where
Hornets' Nest is located.

Here's my order.
Relay to captain Migun'ko:

whatever the cost,
he needs to get hold of

the agents' list
and other documents.

Even if it's just
a single chance in a hundred... '

in a thousand.

Sleeping, you scum?
Lazy bastards.

Berlin, Berlin...

Feels like I haven't
seen it for ages.

Well, it's not bad at all here.

Mountains, sea
almost like the Riviera.

That's true,
nature is magnificent,

but it's too hot
and too much hassle.

Our front heroes are exhausted

and now in need
of entertainment.

And that is not easy
to provide here.

Besides, lack of ladies society

makes everyone very irritated.

Schirach here...
what?

OK, I'll take a look myself.

Excuse me, gentlemen,

in 15 minutes
I'll be at your service...

and will personally take you
to colonel Koester.

Meanwhile, have some rest.

By the way...
can we get two adjoining rooms?

We are old friends.
If you don't mind?

Not at all.

Perfect. Hlobcke!

Ah, getting nervous
going to meet the new boss.

Yes, somewhat.

I'm afraid you're
underestimating him.

No, no!
I haven't even seen him yet.

Here, from the commandant.

Your belongings
are in the rooms, gentlemen.

Man on duty is summoned by bell.

Good, you can go now.

Listen, you, in fact

it's me who got just one eye,
not you.

Good morning, gentlemen.
Major Kraft.

Please, sit Major.

Weising, Dwigubsky-

You're lucky, gentlemen.
You've landed into a sweet spot.

No babes here, though.

So the only entertainment
is to see them on screen.

The only other pastime
is that...

They drink like hell here.

Had a row with major Frisch
yesterday. He's such a pig.

And?

And... took him out to the park

punched his mug a couple of times.

Why, major.

What about old traditions?
You should've challenged him.

Dark night, secluded place

flashlight and gun for each.

Three bullets, three flashes.

The one who survives
lives on as a hero.

I'll be damned,
that's a neat idea!

Very pleased to meet you,
gentlemen.

Hope I'll see you again.

Events are now entering
the decisive stage.

Our department has conducted

all necessary preparations.

Yet there's a lot to be done.

You, I guess,
have a rather vague notion...

of saboteur activities,
Hauptsturmfuhrer.

Why is that?
We also, as the saying goes...

wouldn't use a shoe
to have some soup.

Pardon me?

Oh my! Don't you know
this Russian proverb?

I like that you want to get a better

understanding of the enemy,
Hauptsturmfuhrer.

And the proverb fits, eh?
I'll be honest

I haven't expected
anything like this.

We too are not wasting
our time here.

I've already reported to Berlin
on our operation

of the lightning-fast demolition
of the Russian paratroopers.

Oh, and what's the partisans
situation here?

Hmm, there are still some.

But security is tight.

As for this special area,
not even a mouse would slip in.

A complete peace here, eh?

So, Weising,
here we'll be working.

Also, I've ordered
to refurbish the old bomb shelter.

Do you want to take a look?

With pleasure.

And by the way...

my friend von Lemm...

wrote that he would send
a present for me.

Is that right?

Absolutely, colonel.
There's a parcel in my suitcase.

Oh, I think,
ifs my favourite cigars.

Please, bring them over.

And now I'd love
to know your opinion...

on Hauptsturmfuhrer
Dietrich Weising.

Herr Colonel, Hauptsturmfuhrer
Dietrich Weising...

Let's go to the terrace,
if you don't mind.

Well...

Who's that?

Where?

Ah, ifs a Russian fisherman
who supplies for our table.

You're not going to recruit him,
are you?

Anyways, we've been talking
about Weising.

You've been saying that
Hauptsturmfuhrer Weising...

Hauptsturmfuhrer
Dietrich Weising

has shown himself
as a decisive man,

who knows his business well,
and, I gotta say,

he's well connected.

Please, excuse my impatience,
besides...

von Lemm wrote that
you're a cigar lover.

Please!

Thank you!

Oh yes, it's a real gift.

Genuine Habanas.

Well, let's take a look
at the future estate.

Let's go.

Three against one for Rudolph.

You think anyone would bet
on Crookey?

Smartass. Hush!

Damn, it's a pity
I haven't had a fight with anyone.

What's going on here?

I'm asking, what's going on.

Restoration of knightly traditions.

Celebration of the Teutonic spirit.

What's up, Erich?

Well done, Cyclops!

Find out what's going on.

Captain reports,
the acquaintance is completed.

The airfield is next
to the Wshnevoe village.

Let's decide who does what.

Severnin senior and me
handle the airfield.

Aye!

Nina! You're to meet the Captain.

Viktor will be waiting for you

over the rock at the crossroads.

Sokolov and Severnin junior,
you will take care of arsenals.

We are out of ammunition.
- Clear!

But be careful,
three check points out there.

Mission is clear?
- Clear!

And what about me?

You're guarding
the headquarters.

You're too easy to spot

and operate in a less
than tidy manner.

That Gerry would have been
nice to get alive...

and you nulled him out.

Belay laughter.

Harri, you'll join Kartsev,
for greater security.

Aye.

Why would you swim so far away
with that tall guy?

Wanted to stay on your own,
thinking I'm a poor swimmer?

Not at all. Are you
suspecting me, really?

A bit, since I don't understand
why yesterday...

you didn't tell Koester anything
when he'd sent me away.

Didn't have guts to?

Ah, Weising!

Here's the man
who's saved me from boredom.

Ask him kind enough,
he'll sure help you too.

Please, please!

You're new here,
we need your advice!

Booze is on us.

Dancing, maybe?

Oh, we tried that,
not unlike fishing in a bathroom.

Nobody wants to dance with us...
for free.

With me, at least.

Well-well,
I guarantee you a lady.

Oh yes, Weising! Yes!

Hold on, Kurt.

No one can go past my checkpoint
without a written permit.

I got enough worries
apart from these tomcats...

I will teach them
not to come here.

Have you ever considered,
Weising...

that in daily life...

people are constantly wearing masks?

Pondered over that
many times Herr Colonel.

And how do you explain that?

It's fear. They are scared
to reveal their true faces.

That's interesting.
Would you like one?

With pleasure!

By the way, you don't seem
to like cigars, Weising!

More to that, I'm sure
you're not a smoker at all.

You're very sharp person,
Herr Colonel.

Indeed I do not smoke.

In fact, I hardly bear the fume.

How then you'd explain
your readiness to smoke.

You see. My Berlin chief
and your friend Herr von Lemm...

is pleased to think I'm a smoker,
occasionally granting me a cigar.

My belief is that bosses
should be pleased...

and catered to,
using every opportunity.

It helps to keep good relations
and ensure career promotion.

And here's the result,
I'm here in Crimea...

not somewhere around Kursk.

On top of that, I'm enjoying
the pleasure to work with you.

I'd love to give you a cigar
to reward...

your frankness...

but as a recon to a recon
I give you a reprimand.

Yes!

You need to disguise yourself
more scrupulously, Weising.

I will, Herr Colonel. - Sit!

Tell me, why would you need
that Russian girl?

Indeed, why?

Building relations with officers?

Or there are interests
of some other kind?

As soon as this girl spends
at least some time here...

she and her father would become
suitable to use for any mission.

After appropriate training
obviously.

She will be compromised enough
in the Soviets' eyes.

Bravo!

I'm ready to give you
another cigar.

But how you managed
to find her that rapidly?

Well, it's been a trifle, really.
Met her father...

and promptly developed
a closer acquaintance, just in case.

Hear, you too got
to be more inventive.

I simply don't recognize you,
lately.

When our whole department...

gets re-located here,

I'll introduce you to each
of our agents, Weising.

You will see
what scum they all are.

You're dismissed, gentlemen.

No-no, I'll work some more.

Yes, sir.

She's really charming.
Do you agree, von Bulow?

A bit skinny, but she's
got that Scythian charm.

He dances her too long.
That may cost him dearly.

Be fair, Erich.
He's to dance precisely one minute.

You're top man, Dietrich.
What else will you please us with?

Apart from the Saturday
all our evenings are the same.

What happens on Saturdays?

Naval officers visit us.

A torpedo boat base is
10 miles south from here.

A ride with them
is a pure pleasure.

Simply breathtaking.

Perfect.

Brandy for everyone.

Thank you.

I aim to add competitive spirit
to this dancing agitation.

By pure chance I've found
no less than 20 bicycles.

We'll be racing for the prize.

And the prize will be...?

Exactly!

The winner gets the right
to boat-ride

the fraulein all day long.

But I've never mounted a bike.

Shut up Cyclops,
I'm gonna win anyways...

and after the boat-ride
I will deliver the girl

to where you'll be waiting.

You'll get her right away,
but brandy is on you!

It's a deal!

Ah, Schirach, take a seat.

It's merry here today.

Thank you.

My restless supervisees
have thought up a new trick,

and therefore new hassles.

And what's that?

A bicycle race.
How do you like that?

They want to have
some warming up.

I don't understand why the hell
I should guard them.

And from whom?

Are you sure

it's them to be guarded?
- Who else?

Mountains, sea, this villa?

To much honour for an SS man.

Down your shot, Schirach,
don't rush with the conclusions.

Time will tell.

As for the bicycle race,
well, let them have some fun.

Herr Colonel?
- Yes?

Knowing well your objectivity...

and deeply respecting
your integrity...

we ask you to be the referee.

Our friend
Hauptsturmfuhrer Weising

praises you very highly.

With you judging the race...

we can be sure it will be held
in the high sporting spirit.

Well, I'm flattered and I agree,
gentlemen.

In the end, it's much better
than killing deers,

right...?

Why are you insulting
a German officer, fraulein?

Yes, WW?

He's no officer, he's a pig!

That's outrageous! I demand...

It's not a beerhouse here...

He, he...

I saw everything!

I believe, it's a lady's

right to protect her dignity.

Huh!

So, you're not willing to...

I'm ready to give you
full satisfaction.

Downstairs!

Well? - Well?
- Too much honour.

Get lost now.

Good morning,
Nikolai Leopoldovich!

Good morning.

What are you writing,
if it's not a secret?

A letter home.

Ah, I see.

Pardon me...

Hmm...

Let's assume so.

I need to borrow your uniform,
Nikolai Leopoldovich.

You?
- Me, me! Where's it?

Here, please.

Nice one. - What?

Put it on.

And the suit on top.

Shoes into the briefcase.
Hurry, hurry!

The race is in two hours...

meanwhile, we'll pay a visit
to our common acquaintance.

Good morning, frauhlein.
- Morning!

You and me will chat a little...

while our friend
will be in your room.

This way, Nikolai Leopoldovich.

Easy to fall here
and it will hurt for sure...

Too hard down there.

If all goes well,
we are not leaving immediately.

You all relocate to the bunker.

Me and Dwigubsky
will catch up by car.

The race is about to start.

Inspire the participants to the max.

Afterwards wait me at the bar.

Everything's clear?
- Yes.

See you soon, Herr Weising.

I don't like your number, Otto.

13 is still considered
a bad number.

For no reason. You'll see.

Better take a look at our prize.

Isn't it fun, ah?

By the way, my birthday
is the 13th of December.

Meyer!
Cordoning is ready?

A soldier every 200 meters,
everyone - in sports attire.

Well, you can go now.

Will you join me
on the motorbike, Herr Colonel?

Yes, but only if you're driving.

Naturally. Leaving now.

The race will start
at the inner yard.

Weising!

While I'm away, please, prepare
all documents for encryption.

Will do, Herr Colonel.

One more thing...

What's that, a love letter?

Do read it, it's very important.

Excellent, I adore love letters.

Give it back, it's written by me.
I can tell you everything.

Why? It's a chance to compare
what you say and write.

Herr Officer...

What happened?
- Absolutely nothing.

He gave a note to that tall one,
and I couldn't prevent it.

It's not true.
Ask him if you want.

Oh well, run home.

Tell the gang to remove the 13th

at any cost
and without any noise.

Osyanin is to stay in the cellars
until the flight.

Run now!

Well, why don't we proceed
and remember - no tricks!

I'm curious,
what she's written there.

Ready, steady. -

Till later then.

Where is the safecase? Now!

In the mirror table,
down at the bottom.

Not the simplest one, Volodya?

True. . just like in a state bank.

Enough sleeping, buddy,
something's going on.

Captain, Captain...

Captain what, don't lose time.

Number 13 is to be removed.

Quietly and whatever it takes.

Lads, we are in trouble.

Pilot stays, he's to fly soon.

Hold on! - What are you up to?

This way we'll not
make it on time.

You run to the highway,
think something up there.

I'm off to the cellars to alert
the pals. Speed up!

Get out of my way you dumbass!

Ma'! I, please.

Off the road,
that's a Major's order.

Give it to me!
- What...?

Speed up mates, it's not far.
We're gonna make it!

Machine gun!
- Just a second.

Comrade Lieutenant,
Captain ordered you to stay.

Take this.

Number 13 is leading the race,
followed by four other cyclists.

Schirach! - What?

I swear,
I've seen this soldier before.

Possible, they're all guards.

Not that, I've already seen him
at the highway.

You can't be right.
- Maybe.

I'd kill for a smoke now...

Look at those.

Hurry up Volodya!

We gotta copy all of them,
they can't be taken away.

Right. Gotta hurry.

God forbid
if Colonel decides to come.

This is it, the job is done.

Learn while I'm still breathing.

Oh my god, oh my god...
I'm ruined.

Two officers have crashed,
one disappeared...

a soldier is missing,
and another five officers wounded.

What a nightmare!
What'll happen to me?

What'll happen to me, Herr Colonel,
what do you think?

I don't know and I don't want to know.

You're an imbecile, Schirach!

You're a total idiot,
thinking only about yourself...

and whining like a woman.

Sit down.

Here's what we managed
to find out.

An unidentified person disowned
Major Wentzel of his bicycle...

and joined the race.

Major Wentzel is missing.
- Yes!

Soon this unidentified person
became the race leader...

and then led all racers onto

the closed segment of the road.

Closed for repairs.

Yes, but before that
his co-conspirator

or rather co-conspirators...

removed the traffic controller
from the road's fork.

He also gone missing.

The unidentified one
has also disappeared.

Someone helped him
to slip away or...

took away the body
of this suicidal fanatic.

Maybe he was a lunatic?
- Yes! What yes?

No! No...

we are dealing with
a sane person

it would be too good.

Who we are dealing with,
Dwigubsky?

What... I don't think I know...

Weising! Who's our opposition?

I gather, it's an organization likely
connected with partisans.

I fully agree with you, Weising.

What would you suggest?

An immediate and massive raid
through the area

then the intensified surveillance
of all highways and roads

and re-enforcement of checkpoints.

Herr Colonel, please let me
lead the forest trawling operation.

I also suggest Dwigubsky to head

surveillance of the fisherman's family.

He's Russian, it will be easier for
him to earn some of their trust.

It'd be simple to arrange his stay
there under the pretence...

that he can no longer tolerate
joviality of officers' life.

Well...

I agree.

Ah, you're here too!

Listen, Hauptsturmfuhrer.

Where, where's your lady.

Wouldn't she like
to share our sorrow with us?

And where is my friend Otto?

You should know
where is my friend Otto!

Your hand,
remove your hand at once.

Otherwise you gonna lose
your remaining eye.

Down there, in the basement!

Gentlemen!

Tragic...

absurd death...

amidst these marvels...

has parted our friends
with their lives...

and we all mourn, gentlemen.

Yet we are not
merely friends here...

we are soldiers!

Should we, sons of Votan...

and disciples of Fuhrer
be afraid of Valhalla?

Let's not forget of the Siegfried
and Arminia sword in our hands!

And to honour the memory
of our friends...

let's drink to our victory!

Dietrich, do forgive me.

I'm deeply moved,
I want us to be friends.

We are friends, Major!

Till death do us apart.

Sieg heil! Sieg... heil! Sieg... heil!

Why are you smiling?
- Smiling? Let me...

I won't let you!

You're taking the liberty
to laugh at the most sacred...

you don't want to raise your glass

in the memory of your
deceased brothers-in-arms.

Dvigubsky!

You're a rascal, my lord!

I challenge you!

You're either insane,
or a provocateur.

Apologize immediately, and
I promise to settle this incident.

Too late!
Reconcialiation is out of the question.

No way, we will be duelling.

When you are ready,
let everyone know.

To the positions, gentlemen.

Calm down.

Done!

Listen Lieutenant Colonel,
I didn't mean to insult you.

I need to tell you
something of great importance.

Flashlight!

I've set it all up...
listen to me!

Turn on the flashlight, coward.

Weising is a spy!

I give you my noble
and honest word.

Dog got no honest words.
Shoot, you coward.

I don't want to shoot,
for god sake don't shoot either!

See for yourself,
I want you to believe me.

Your turn now!
Shoot or I'll shoot again.

Don't. Please don't!

Right on!

We've buried Sima,
I've memorized the place.

Hrmph...

Time to move.

No radio connection,
we can't take risks.

My bad, how could I let
the transmitter fall down.

About that - afterwards.

I'll take the broken unit along.

Once I lead away the soldiers,
everyone heads for the airstrip.

Your commander is
Volodya Sokolov.

The task is to prepare a passage
for the Lieutenant Osyanin.

Lieutenant, you'll have
two envelopes.

The first one has documents
and agents lists

second - info on these cellars.

In case of failure
the first one needs to be destroyed...

second needs
to be discovered by Germans.

Data captured by us is way more
important than all this.

Everything clear?

Not everything...
What about you? All of you?

I repeat. We can't risk.

Data is to be delivered
to headquarters.

Tomorrow a torpedo boat
comes here from the naval base.

If you fail today we'll try
to capture the boat

when they rush here.

If you fail.

Or we'll go up in the mountains
looking for partisans.

They gotta have a transmitter.

Well, Lieutenant

in the game opening
you were really good.

In the middlegame, to put it plain,

you blew everything away.

I wish you luck in the ending.

Army radio unit, and it
seems in proper order.

No, Herr Colonel, it's broken.

Ah, I see.

Where have you found it?

In the small cave
to the left of the range.

I gave orders
to enforce outposts there.

I gather we need
to request sniffer dogs.

Right.

Hauptsturmfuhrer,
you did everything you could.

Now have some rest.

And tomorrow...

tomorrow is Saturday!
Navy visit.

Ah, yes.
What if it's not partisans?

Comrade Lieutenant,
everything is arranged!

Made a hole in the fence.

I see!

Listen Volodya,
give me your coat and the cap.

Really, you'll go just like this?

Yes, there's no other way,
I'll give it a try.

Harri, if sentry on the post
spots me, take care of him.

And you guys
cover me from the guards.

But if I get on board quietly,
you stay mute as fish.

Clear? - Clear!

Get it done, I'm running late.

Just a moment,
Herr Oberlieutenant.

I'll be right back.

Well, I'm going.
See you soon!

Herr Oberlieutenant,
is it again till tomorrow?

I'll be back in the afternoon.

Gosha, go distract the sentry.

Almost there!

One moment, not ready yet.

Herr Oberlieutenant,
I told you it's not ready!

Herr Oberlieutenant, Herr Ober...
partisan!

Partisan! Partisans!

Come on, Lieutenant.
Take off, take off.

What are you up to Pop?
Going to war, it looks to me.

War or no war, no point
lying on the coach.

Left me gun there, gotta go.

Can't leave them me gun.

If you're gonna
drink Moscato again

sleep there afterwards.
I'll lock the door.

Hey, look what's he up to.

Give me something to drink

also it's humid down here
and I have rheumatism.

Let me out, I promise...

Gull promised fish to arrange
everything the best way.

Get back, your nobleness.

I'll go down, take a look.

Herr Colonel!
- What is it, Schirach?

It sounds fantastic!
- Sit down.

Just delivered by a courier.

Wine cellars, and really close.

And where is Weising,
and Dwigubsky?

Go immediately
and check everything yourself.

Take soldiers with you.

Can you handle
the motor boat, Viktor?

Well, nothing unusual.
Sea is not land.

Boat is by the pier.
Sokolov and Gosha will join you.

You start right
after the explosion.

Harri will go with me,
we gotta see the Colonel.

Otherwise I would feel awkward.
He received me well.

Nina wait for your father
and then you two go to the boat.

That's it, I guess.

Keep the envelope safe, Viktor.

Whatever happens,
you know what to do.

If the boat idea doesn't work,
go mountains - to the partisans.

Here Nina, that's for you.
Maybe there'll be use for it.

Hello gentlemen,
has anyone seen Weising?

No, Herr Colonel.
Brandy for everyone!

Let's drink
to our glorious Navy!

Oh, to our triumph at sea?

Here's Weising!

Sante, Weising!

Halt, hands up! Surrender!

Get him down? - No!

For every partisan caught alive
they give a half-vacation.

Hey, come over here!

Halt! Where is our young partisan
heading so fast?

Shoot, shoot now, scum!
I hate you!

Well, debts should be paid.

Nina, run to the pier.
To the pier, I say.

Cover me.

Vitya, Vityok, start it up now!

Weising, what about me?

Ah, you. Rushing to surrender,
want to live?

I can be useful.

Well then, follow me.

Comrade Captain.

Don't shoot, don't shoot!

Captain!

Volodya, take Captain, I'll cover!

Aye!

You can't go Vityok.
No way, Vityok.

Vitya, shoot, shoot.

Vityok, no, Vityok.

Vitya, don't you dare,
remember - the envelope.

Cut the rope.

Partisans, surrender,
or your fraulein will be shot.

Shoot, boys, shoot!

Volodya, Jerry UP!

Here, bastards, get some.

Battery, fire.

Fire!

The wheel got stuck.

Gosha! Slava!

The boat is the one reported
by the reconnaissance pilot

yet look at the flag.

I don't understand.

Pass the order to belay.

Aye!

Battery. - -

belay!

Got a smoke, lads?

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