All language subtitles for Russian.Beauty.S01E01_English

TV Channel RUSSIA

Kinograd 21 Production Company

Karina ANDOLENKO

Pavel PRILUCHNY

Anastasia ZADOROZHNAYA
Vladimir ZHEREBTSOV

Alexandr TUTIN
Yelena STAROSTINA

Sergey SHNYREV
Luiza MOSENDZ

Kseniya BURAVSKAYA
Galina PETROVA

Valeria KOZHEVNIKOVA
Pavel KHARLANCHUK

In the film by Karen OGANESYAN

RUSSIAN BEAUTY

Written by
Ganna SLUTSKY

Camera Directors
Andrey GURKIN
Nikolay SMIRNOV

Music by
Anna KHITRIK

Production Designer
Igor KHRUTSKY

Editors
Olga PROSHKINA
Yury DYDYCHKO

Producers
Daniil GETMANSKY
Valery SMETSKOY

Producers
Yekaterina YEFANOVA
Alexandr BURAVSKY

Episode 1

See, I've told you
we'll be on time.

In 2 hours we'll be sitting
at the festive table.

Alright.

- Oops, I seem to have jinxed it.
- What's wrong?

In that bustle I forgot to fill
the tank.

- Tell me you're joking.
- I wish.

Will we manage to get to that village?

We'll try to.

Would you push it if necessary?

Let's go?

- Hello, guys.
- Hello.

Who's in charge here?

- Will you help us with gas?
- What's in it for us?

You give us gas
and we'll give you vodka.

Done. But pay forward!

I rend it from my heart. There.

- Watch it!
- We'll do.

Something tells me we're left
with neither can or vodka.

Yura, take it easy;
let's go to the club

and take a look how the locals
spend their leisure.

Let's go.

You just look at her...

Mademoiselle, how long ago
have you returned from Paris?

Paris?

Such a dress you can only buy
in Paris.

Have you been to Paris?

I have, a couple of times.

- So you know French?
- A little.

I think you're lying.

No, I speak French well.

- What's up?
- Learn how to treat girls.

Katya, let's talk!

Let's step aside; I need to talk to you.

Will you leave me alone?

- Do you need help?
- Thanks, I'll manage myself.

Shall we write an article about
the village youth's recreation activity?

She's beautiful...

Is that who you are?
Flirting with the city guys!

- Why do you care?
- I won't back down this easily.

That's enough. Let go!

Get out! Hit the road!

What a merry place you have here.

Why are you meddling?
I could've managed it myself.

- I saw the way you managed.
- Let me see.

It hurts, let me.

Thanks.

There's nothing bad here,
just a bruise of soft tissue

and a contusion; you'll live.

- Are you a doctor?
- A nurse.

Rather, I study in town to be one.

What's the name of the most beautiful
nurse of the town?

Katya. But I don't intend to work here.

- Where then?
- I want to go to Moscow.

- I can help if you want.
- I'll manage without you.

- I doubt that.
- Don't.

We're under attack!

Felix! Run, they'll back with a mob!

I forgot to tell you - I'll find you.

Hurry up!

- Hey, where are you going?
- Stop!

- Am I late?
- At last.

- Where is Felix?
- I don't' know.

We parted an hour ago; he said
he'd go home, change, and be here.

- Hello?
- Sergey Lvovich, hello.

- Is Felix there?
- No, hasn't he arrived yet?

No; probably, he's on his way.

Have a good evening.
Again, happy birthday.

Thank you, bye.

Don't worry; all men are bastards.

- Shall we dance?
- I'd like to eat.

Let's dance.

Well, happy birthday!

No, I'm not angry

I'm looking at the mirror

What if happiness is there,

Behind the looking-glass,

In Oceania, drifting
Toward the whales

Somebody with someone,

Oh well...

But somebody with someone,

Maybe somewhere!

Where there are no us,
Sun shines,

A tamtam sounds.

Where we are,
There's a myriad of stars

And winds sing!

No, I'm not silent;
I'm searching in my memory

If happiness is there...

MOSCOW, 1961

The road unfolds endlessly;

We meet poppies and tulips
Along the way;

They nod and smile to us

Like old and great friends

Playful Sun beams in the sky;

And the sky is so smooth and clear

That I want to touch it

It's so close but I can't reach it

Patty-cakes, hot patty-cakes.

Excuse me,
where is the Fashion House?

Up the stairs and to the right.

Watch out, driver,
don't stare at the beauty

Or else you won't manage
the mountain road.

A tender look is like
a sharp turn sometimes;

It can tangle all the roads.

It's outrageous.

They'll be here any minute.

It's 20 minutes to the show,
and we're not ready. There.

Mila goes first; then Zhanna
will go in this.

What is that? How did it get here?

- It's from the last year!
- Venechka!

Zhanna!

This is Mila.

Zhanna... Are you not ready?
Why is she not ready yet?

- Have you gone crazy?
- Venya!

You've lost your mind!

This is a masterpiece!

A masterpiece! Only I don't know
who we have to show it.

- Hello.
- Hi.

What is that thing?

Have you seen her boots?
Horrible!

Terrible!

We need a blonde.
Nastya, come!

No, no.

No, no.

We need a different type.

- A blonde.
- We'll make one from anyone.

No, a bottle blonde
won't do here.

I need a natural beauty,
do you understand?

Do you work here?

- What do you want?
- I want to work here too.

Look, another one has arrived.
We want to as well.

But we've been said
that there are no vacancies.

And that they have such beauties
dime a dozen in Moscow.

Which one of you is the last
in line?

- I am.
- I'll be after you.

Is that Mila again?

I won't have time to change.

You'll change not only clothes
but shoes too.

Alright, Dina might go.

Where is Dina, by the way?

Dina sprained her ankle.

What? You're killing me!

It's not Paris but a simple show
for the committee.

And don't fidget;

even a complete moron will be able
to tell a single-piece

from mass production
from the Children's World.

- I love you. Venya.
- I know.

And what's that?

I asked you to make a zigzag,
not a simple seam!

Does anyone listen to me
around here?

That's it, it's a disaster.

- I'm going out of here.
- Venya!

There's no Venya; Venya is dead.

An artist has the right to be sentimental.

But we don't.

That's it, get you act together
and work!

Hello, girls.

Hello.

Здравствуйте.

Hello.

My, oh my.

Boy, what are you doing here?

You, stand up. Come here.

Is it natural?

Are those hips?

It's my mother's coat.

- Name?
- Panova.

Follow me, Panova!

Girls, there are no vacancies.
Hurry up!

- She's his relative.
- Certainly.

Design #3521.

Hurry up, come on.
Go, go, go.

Take off your coat and hurry up
to the girls to change.

Change her, quickly.

Design #3525.

Hush, where are the shoes?

A moment...

- What's your size?
- I don't know.

Doesn't matter.

Design #3527.

Alright, let's go...

- Do you know how to walk?
- No.

Look, walk the same way,
in the straight line.

Straighten your spine, keep
your chin high, and smile.

Walk with turn-out,
do you understand?

That's it, Zhanna, it's your turn.

Design #3617

Where are you going?

Tuck them in.

Stockings?
Are you wearing stockings?

Yes.

Remember your back! Go.

- Go.
- I'm sorry.

Where did you get her?

- The final design, #3614.
- Turn about!

More.

Hush, hush.

Hello.

Everything's fine, hush.

Walk some more.

Go, go.

This design is fine.

So you can continue working,
comrades. Congratulations.

A masterpiece!

- Excuse me.
- What do you want?

What do I do now?

Whatever you want.

What do you mean?

Listen, you've lend us some help,
thanks for that.

But that's it.

Do you mean you won't take me?

A pretty face is not everything
in our profession.

She's fat and she slouches.
Venya, don't do this.

I'll lose weight, learn how to walk,
and stop slouching.

Come back after you learn.

But I have nowhere to go.

- What's your name?
- Katya.

Miss...

Alright, stay.

Let her stay a night in the lounge.

Venya!

But tomorrow she's out of here!

Of course!

I'm begging you,
help me, please!

This is my life's dream.

I beg you.

Alright, tomorrow we'll see
what can be done.

Keep your nose up!
Straighten your spine.

Suck in your belly.

And starting from today stop eating

at all.

- What's your name?
- Panova.

- Katya Panova?
- Yes.

It's a disaster.

Good morning.

RABOCHAYA STOLITSA
NEWSPAPER OFFICE

Watch it!

Hello, I need to go to the newspaper
office.

- Do you have a pass?
- No.

I can't let you in without a pass.

- Where can I get one?
- The Pass Office is over there.

Thank you.

Hello. I need a pass for Valery Zubov.

- Who do you want to see?
- Felix Krutsky.

Let's see.

He didn't leave any requests today.

That can't be. Check again.

I'll call him.

There's no answer.

Right, he's looking for me.

Lady, I have an urgent article for him.

See, that's the today's issue
of our paper.

If I don't give my article
to Felix Krutsky,

there won't be tomorrow's issue.

And do you know
whose fault it'll be?

- What's your name?
- Zubov.

Do you have any ID?

Yes.

Why are you so nervous?

Felix Krutsky? Valery Zubov.

He is Felix Krutsky.

Valery Zubov.

Nice to meet you.
What can I do for you?

I want to work in your paper.

- Valera.
- Yura.

It's nice to meet you.

- A journalist?
- Who, me?

No, no.

- Do you write?
- No, I don't.

Can you write at all?

Are you joking? Of course, I can.

- Valera.
- Yes?

You know what, as soon as you write
something, come to us at once.

- Then we'll talk about a job.
- But I need a job now.

Do you understand? I took a train!

I haven't eaten for a day.
I really need a job.

So I say, a soon as you
write an article,

come to us at once and we'll talk.

Here's a coupon for a free meal.

Thank you.

Felix, where's the cafeteria?

On the first floor.

Alright, see you. Ah, my paper.

Excuse me; go on.

Good, good.

Chin up; chest forward.

Straighten your spine; good!

- Excuse me,
- Go on, go on.

Go on, that's it, walk

from your hip; and go.

Good girl!

Great!

Good girl.

Good.

Great, good girl.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Felix, where have you been?

Hi.

I called to all the hospitals and morgues;
I called your parents.

I had a birthday yesterday,
do you remember?

Don't tell me you had a lot of work.

I'm sorry about your birthday.

Here's your present.

Very nice. Shall I forgive you now?

Felix, what happened?

I'm sorry.

- Do you have someone else?
- I've met another girl.

And what about me?

Please.

There.

This Krutsky is such a bastard.

I know him, I talked to him.

To hurt such a beautiful woman...

You... I know you!

You're an actress!

- I have your photo.
- Great.

Don't worry, actress.

Look at me; do you know
how many problems I have?

I have no job and no place to stay
in Moscow,

and you probably know
everyone here.

Maybe, you can help me?

I'm Valery Zubov. By the way,
I'm an aspiring journalist.

I hate journalists.

So do I.

- I'm Marianna.
- Right, I remember!

- Will you help me?
- I might,

if a certain someone likes you.

No problem.

Marianna, hi! How are you?

Meet Ira Andreyeva, the daughter
of the chief editor of this newspaper.

I'm Valery Zubov,
an aspiring writer.

Oh really?

- Nice to meet you.
- Ditto.

Don't worry, girls. Look here.

I have a coupon for a free meal;
I invite you to the cafeteria.

It's too bad I couldn't be of use
for the esteemed press.

Yekaterina Panova was a good student

but a scatterbrain.

So nobody knows where to find her.

Thank you for your time.

It's outrageous.

You've turned the national
Fashion House into a hostel.

She had no place to stay. I thought...

You thought what?

We've never seen her before.
She could've burnt the place down!

Actually, she has a potential.

- She can be of use.
- She's an uncouth clump.

She has a tremendous desire to work.

Yes, the cleaning lady told me.

- I have the full staff.
- Dana sprained her ankle.

It's not serious;
she'll be working soon.

Fine but what if someone else
sprains something?

Shall we cancel the show?

- We have no substitutes!
- I disagree!

Let's take her as a mannequin
for clothes fitting.

Alright, call her.

- Katya
- Hello.

Stand here.

Alright, Katya! Turn about.

That's enough.
Well, the figure is off

but I think the face will do it.

Do you have your papers with you?

Alright, you'll be a substitute.

File it with the HR and talk
about the dorm.

- Let's go.
- Thank you, I won't let you down.

Yelena Vladimirovna, you're just gold.

Venya?

Irina Semyonovna, thank you.

- Hi!
- Zhanna!

Zhanna, it's Katya.

Show Katya the ropes;
she's working with us now.

Show her everything, explain,
and work on her walk.

She's walking like... well,
I'll tell you later.

Almost forgot... Welcome.

Wow, what a house.
Who is your aunt?

Ex-functionary of the Communist
Party Central Committee.

- And they say "All for the people".
- This house was ours for a long time.

- My parents lived here before the war.
- Are they alive?

- No.
- Did they die during the war?

Before it. You better think
how to make Aunt like you.

We'll sort it out.

Pioneers? What are they doing here?

You'll see; let's go.

Nobody thought about themselves
during the war.

Those people have protected not only
the house we're standing by

but also our great Motherland
so you could live your life

happily and with dignity.

That's it with the tour for today,
thank you for listening.

- Thank you, good bye.
- Good bye.

Children, line up.

- Hello, Aunt Vera.
- And who is this young man?

Meet Valera,
an acquaintance of mine.

Hello. It's interesting here,
like in a museum.

- Have a look around if you like.
- Thank you.

- But what about Felix?
- There's nothing about Felix.

Has such a passion turned
into nothing?

- Let's have some tea.
- With pleasure.

I'm tired.

For 2 hours I've been telling children
about the years of the Civil War.

And what do you do, Valery?

I'm searching.

I want to give journalism a try.

Yes, we know a journalist.

It's a trendy occupation.

Marianna said that you rent a room,

that you're very kind
and compassionate woman

and won't allow a homeless
to die on the street.

Who says anything about dying?

But we'll help a man, shall we, Aunt?

Alright, so be it.

But don't bring your women here!
If I hear of it, I'll kill you.

I promise! Let me help.

Vera Ivanovna...

- He looks so alike ...
- Incredibly alike.

Looks like who?

By the way, remember:

never, under no circumstances
enter the Aunt's room.

I understand.

There, now you'll be living here.

Although it needs some cleaning.
Nobody's been here for centuries.

That's true.

Come on, help.

I see things go well for you.

Everyone ought to help you.

- What's wrong with that?
- You're quick.

- You made Ira laugh in the cafeteria.
- Yes.

You thawed my Aunt.

Do you want a reputation
of a womanizer?

Not me. I only played the juvenile
leads in school.

Careful!

Hello.

Somebody, open the door.

Hey, is anyone going
to open the door?

Hello. I'm looking
for Zinaida Borisovna.

- Well?
- I'm Katya Panova.

They supposed to call you about me.

Another floozy. Let's go.

Close the door, it's cold.

Remember, I'll only say it once.

You'll wash the common facilities
on Thursdays.

Don't sit too long in the toilet.

Keep the kitchen clean always.

Clean up right after you
finish cooking.

If someone visits you...
Better don't have guests, hear me?

Press the doorbell 4 times.
This is your room.

Is everything clear?

Felix?

- You?
- That's right.

Maybe, you'll let your parents
come in?

Please.

Felix, you'll leave us with no heart.

I told you he's alright.

What brings you here so early?

He has a nerve to ask!

Felix, where have you been,
why haven't you called?

Serezha, look at the state
of his apartment.

- If you had a wife...
- Mother...

Your mother was worried and dragged
me here at the crack of dawn.

Your mother...

Lena, make me coffee.

Because of our darling son,
I'm going to work without breakfast.

What happened between you
and Marianna?

It's my personal business.

The hell it's your personal business!

Don't' pretend that I'm your old daddy
nagging you with my dementia.

I have built your career!

I'm late; can I ...?

Guys not stupider than you
sit in the letters department

and go to retirement from here.

You would've been sitting there
if it's not for me.

And you go abroad, get published
on the front page,

and eat caviar on the federal functions.

You have this apartment
in a building for diplomats.

Dad, I'm incredibly grateful to you
and you know that.

Wait.

I want very much for you
to marry Marianna.

She's a talented actress.

She's from the right family;
her aunt is an old school Bolshevik

who's at home
at the CPSU Central Committee.

She knows how to behave in public.

The old school Bolshevik aunt
knows how to behave in public!

Stop clowning around!

For two years you've been leading
the girl on!

What happened?

- We broke up.
- What?

- Yelena, did you hear that?
- Yes!

- Did you have an argument?
- I met another girl.

- Another girl?
- Yes.

Who is she?

She's from a wrong family and
doesn't know how to behave in public.

Felix, I hope very much
that you will think twice.

You do know the difference between
marriage and affair, don't you?

A man choses not a woman
he'll be living with

but the course of his fate.

Sit! Please...

It's simple with Marianna -
she'll accept your any decision,

and will go forward
alongside of you

holding your hand fast.

Too fast, Dad.

In marriage, there can be no
"too much".

It's like in a war, your wife if either
with you or against you.

Anyhow, you'll have to talk
to Marianna

while you're writing the book
about her legendary aunt.

I want - and that's not open
for debates -

for you to make peace
with her today

and at least keep on the friendly terms.

- Do you understand?
- Yes.

Yelena, I'll wait for you in the car.

Felix...

This time Dad is absolutely right.

Please, think about it.

Alright.

Felix, I love you.

Ira, hi!

Hi! What are you doing here?