All language subtitles for Sochinenie ko Dnyu Pobedy (1998) Eng

Gorky Film Studio

State Committee on Cinematography
of the Russian Federation

Present

Cosmos, you hear me?
lt's mission control/ How's connection?

Earth, l hear you all right/
l'm going for a space walk/

Tolya, we hear you///

Oleg YEFREMOV

Vyacheslav TlKHONOV

Mikhail ULYANOV

ln a film by
Sergey URSULYAK

COMPOSlTlON FOR VlCTORY DAY

Start working, Tolya/ You'll tell
us about your sensations later/

About the sensations later,
on the Earth/

- Earth, happy holiday!
- Thanks/

Come on, Tolya, work, or you'll be
swimming in your paths for ages/

Come on, work/

With

Zinaida SHARKO
Vladimir KASHPUR

Vladimir MASHKOV
Sergey MAKOVETSKY

Vladimir lLYlN
Vladimir MENSHOV

Lika NlFONTOVA
Sergey NlKONENKO

Alexander SlRlN
Gennady NAZAROV

Sergey STEPANCHENKO

Screenplay by Gennady OSTROVSKY
Alexei ZERNOV

Director of Photography
Misha SUSLOV

Production Designer
Yuri ZELENOV

Music by Mikael TARlVERDlYEV
Arranged by Sergey RUDNlTSKY

English Subtitles by
T/ Kameneva

- Alexander Lvovich?
- Yes/

Brace up/
We're from security service/

Yes?

The information you'll hear
is of a confidential character/

l'm a psychology expert dealing
with emergency situations/

An hour ago your father
hijacked a plane with hostages/

What father?

Your father,
Lev Markovich Morgulis/

l'm listening/

Alexander Lvovich,
you have to talk to him/

What shall l talk with him about?
l don't remember what he looks like/

We'll pick you up/

Hello? Hello?
Wait! Hello?

Some nightmare/

This story began
a few days before May 9th,

in that distant legendary time when
my grandmother was a young girl

and Victory Day was still
celebrated on the Red Square/

Life was hungry
and very hard then/

Depression and apathy
reigned in society/

Only the government was never
depressed, running in shorts and caps

and playing soccer
against the State Duma/

ln those distant times people didn't
know how to manage the climate,

the ozone holes were open

and the harmful cosmic radiation

greatly affected the mental
state of our people/

Horrendous killers
wandered about Moscow,

for years waging wars
among themselves/

Serving in the police were people

without compulsory
university education/

Parents were afraid to let their kids
go to school/

And Russia was desperately searching
for her own way which she now found/

The number of veterans of the war
against Nazis was dwindling each year/

The patriotic education was
deteriorating/

But they were loved
and respected as before,

including veteran
lvan Dyakov who had shot down

twenty Nazi airplanes
and was a true national hero/

Oh, oh, oh/
lt's not nice, Vanya/

Some veteran/
Don't hide behind your hat/

An old man, at his last gasp///
What's your name?

- Vova/
- Did he hit you?

Yes, he did/

What do we do?

We should discipline him/

You from your side,
and we, so to speak///

Vova, open it/
From our side/

Wait here/

How are you doing, Vanya? All right?

Bloody shadow capitalist! Comprador!

Why are you so happy?
Look at yourself!

Look at yourself!
You're disgracing all veterans!

Why do you look so happy?

Morgulis is coming for the parade!

- Really?!
- His stepdaughter called/

- He wanted to surprise us/
- That bloody emigre!

His flight arrives in two hours/
You must meet him/

- l've got an emergency situation/
- No problem, Mitya!

Damn! Don't you see?
l look like a monkey in a cage/

They've torn my jacket too/ How can l
go to the airport in this jacket?

lt's nothing/
We'll fix up your sleeves/

- Let's fix up your sleeves/
- l can do it myself/

- Comrade, can l talk to you a second?
- Yes/

Well, it's one year to three years/

But you can pay by exchange rate/

Vanya!

- Where're you going, Vanya?
- To the garage/

Take my car/

l don't need your damn
car, you speculator/

l'll be ashamed of driving it/

You've got absolutely
crazy at your age!

Rallying on the squares!

Your Sonka
called every morgue and hospital!

lvan Dyakov beat the Fascists not
alone, but with his crew comrades:

navigator Dmitri Kilovatov

and gunner-radio man
Lyovka Morgulis/

ln the period of painful reforms,
Dmitri Kilovatov

headed the Public Foundation
of Army and Sport Veterans

in order to help other veterans
to adjust to the new life

and lift from the bottom of a deep
lake a shot-down Soviet plane

for the sake of educating the young
generation/

But behind his back most improper
dealings took place at the Foundation,

about which Dmitri Kilovatov,
of course, knew nothing/

Here, drink/
Got tired, too?

Excuse me, aren't you
Morgulis, by any chance?

Yes, by chance l'm Morgulis/

Are you going to watch
your parrot?

Zhorik, leave the lady alone/
Or you'll end up in a soup/

What an insolent bird!

- So much aggression/
- lt's in his blood/

His mother comes from the Kea family/

ln New Zealand
they hunt sheep/

Office of Nichiporenko/

Close the door, girl/
Don't you see he has a visitor?

l can't, lvan Afanasyevich!
l'm at work!

Hush! Yourjob is a piece of cake!
You're not flying a plane/

Let's drink to victory/

lt's sacred/

Tell me, Alyoshka,

who is the best pilot
in the whole wide world?

You are/

Nice/
But you're lying/

The first pilot
in the whole wide world

is Valerka Chkalov/

And the second?

You are/

Smart boy!
Smart!

- Well, and the third?
- Gagarin/

No/
Lyovka Morgulis/

Look, Joseph, this is Morgulis/

Look, you may
never see him again/

We got struck by lightning/
Everyone shit in their pants/

And he performed a landing/

- Shalom/
- Shalom, Joseph/

Joseph, you must become
a hero like him/

You're going to Moscow
to see your friends?

- We go back on the 9th/
- Too bad/

The boy won't see the parade/

We got involved with that travel
agency/ May they all go to hell!

Are you from the agency too, Madame?

No, l'm on a quite another business/

Well, all right, Lev Markovich,
we'll see you/ Goodbye/

So you're a flyer?

A little bit of a flyer,

a little bit of a raider/

You're joking/

Lyovka!

Vanka Dyakov is rolling to you!

Come and meet me!

Lyova!

Lev Morgulis!

l'll explain to you later, girls/

Lyova Morgulis, where are you?

Dyakov is coming to you!
Where're you?

Vanya, l'm here!

Oh, Lyova!
What a dude you are!

The state of Russia/
A madhouse/

lt's been twenty five years!
You son of a bitch!

Twenty six/
How did you know?

Your stepdaughter called Mitka/

l became sentimental/

And you didn't change a bit/

Almost/
What did you think?

There was a rumor
that you got paralyzed/

And what is this? Zhorik?

Zhorik the Second/
His dad died/

You said they live
to be a hundred years old/

Some are not so lucky/

Are you going
to leave the plane, sirs?

As fast as we can manage, girl,
as fast as we can manage/

And if you're nasty,
we won't leave at all/

Oh, it's quite heavy!

How is your Sonka?
Did you marry her off?

Of course not/
That cow/

And our Mitka
has absolutely gone off his rocker/

At his age he became a New Russian/
Bloody comprador!

What are you looking for, Lyova?

The bottle/

What is it, Lyova?

l'm blind, Vanya/
l got blind/

The shell fragment turned the wrong
way/

l wanted to hang myself, but///

the rope broke/

But l got used to it/

Vanya, where are you?

l'm here, Lyova/

When the friends got reunited
after a long separation,

all the house residents
came out to meet them and express

their gratitude to the heroes who had
saved them from the Fascist plague/

Why did you put yourjunk here?
Let me drive out!

Am l supposed to wait
until you unload?

Are you crazy or what? You whined
and begged that we allot you a garage/

Your pensioner's garage is around
the corner!

Why the devil
are you parking your buggy here?

Mikhalych, don't you see?
How could l leave that bottle?

But l'll be honest with you/

l've lived in the same building with
you for 10 years, yet l can't tell

whether you're a good man or so-so/

Or to put it straight, just shit!

Come on, Lyova/

- Hello/
- Hello/

Come in/

You got no hands or what?

Slava, get up! Father is here/
Get up!

All right, stop fussing/
We're in a mess as it is/

lt was just a momentary weakness/
Forget about it/

You can't imagine
what he may do/

- He isn't going to kill you/
- He is/ He's got a personal gun/

He's so hot-tempered/ lt's quite
possible that he'll shoot you/

You came here for the notebooks/
No, you're our extracurricular dean/

lf he offers you a drink, take it/

lf he lashes at Communists, you do it
too/ lf Democrats, you lash at them/

- Did you serve in the army?
- No, thank God/

Don't say that/ You did serve/
ln Regiment 154, as a radioman/

Hurry up!

Are you asleep or what?
Here, don't drop it, for God's sake/

Come on, Lyova/

Come on in/

Come in/

Oh, my God/// Uncle Lyova!

Uncle Lyova, my dear!
Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

You got as tall as myself!

My little tomboy!

- Some tomboy! 80 kilos!
- Stop it/

Oh, my God!

Only don't make a tragedy out of it/
Uncle Lyova is blind/

Yes, such an ill luck/ l wanted to
hang myself, but the rope broke/

But l already got used to it/

That's all right, Lyova/

And who's that character?

Who is he?

Dad, l'll explain everything/

l don't know him well myself/
He teaches physical education/

Slava, a private, Regiment///

154/ A radioman/

So it's a radioman now/

lvan Dyakov had a daughter, Sonya,
a late child/

Dad, l need to have
a serious talk with you/

Twice Sonya presented
her suitors to her father

and twice he had her hopes buried,
for the suitors weren't worthy of her/

The first suitor wasn't worthy of her,

because he was a botany teacher
and a butterfly collector/

And the second one was
a divorced tenor/

ls that you
who's a divorced tenor?

Yes, me/

We're now at the building

of the nonprofit charitable
foundation

of army and sport veterans/

Behind me is the office
of its chairman,

a war hero
and a fearless pilot,

a participant of the Victory Parade,
Dmitri Sergeyevich Kilovatov/

How is this possible
at such an old age?

And what does
this foundation really do?

St/ Pete, it's our sacred duty!

Do whatever you want/
We'll stand behind you!

Yes, yes, it's Leningrad!

A silly, haughty old man, but deft/
lt was hard to keep an eye on him/

He signed contracts with laundries

that made discounts on servicing
the families of veterans/

Well, there was even something
touching about all this/

Shutov/

Don't get distracted/

- Hello? Hello?
- Yes?

Hello? lt's New York!

Can you hear me?
lt's the Yid-Masons calling/

- Who?
- The Yid-Masons!

Well, well, l'm listening, comrades///

We've got problems/
We have whiskey, but no soda/

Vanka says it can go with plain water,
but l think we'll get poisoned/

Lyova! l bought it!
You the Yid Mason!

Lyova!

That's my war buddy came to visit!

- Mitya!
- Lyova!

We just arrived/ Waiting for you/

The food's on the table,
but we're not starting without you/

Where's my gun?
l'm asking you, bitch!

Where did you hide it?

Stop putting on a show/
Slava has left/

You wandered somewhere at night/
My colleague paid me a visit/

So now they call it a colleague?
When did he come? Last night?

- You bitch!
- Stop it/

lt's the last time l'm asking:
where did you hide/// hide///

Search for it yourself/
lt's in one of the boxes/

- ln which box?
- l don't know/ Go on, search/

l can't hear anything/
Will you talk to Mitya?

Yes/

Hello?
Well, we're here///

Why was he yelling?

Don't pay attention/ He's looking
for his gun, the schizoid/

l'll show you the schizoid/
l'll show you the schizoid!

l wish l had strangled you
with my own hands in your cradle/

l'm sick and tired of him/

Yes! Hello?

l wasn't talking to you/
You're just like a sissy/

Our children, the flowers of our life/

Bitch/

l said l wasn't talking to you///

He did tell you? All right,
let's not make a tragedy out of it/

He looks fine/
He brought his parrot/

Finish up your briefing session
and let's go drive around town/

We won't be waiting too long,
you know me/

All right, then/
Take care/ We're waiting/

- The shoe doesn't fit/
- lt's for the other foot/

Here, Lyova, your shoe/
Here's your shoe/

Stupid Vanka!

Guys, l feel like we three
together are only 70 years old/

- But actually we're 300/
- And a glass of beer/

Dad, where are you going?

- What d'you mean, where?
- Yes, where?

Where am l going?
Outside, to have a smoke/

Don't even think of driving/

Sonya, who do you think we are?
We're grownup people/

Yes, tell me, who does
she think l am?

Quiet, quiet/

l don't know/
Yes, of course/ Look!

What do you want me to look at?

When did you see me driving being
drunk? Tell us, Sonya/

You see, guys, how l live?
She won't believe a word l say/

Look below, there's our field over
there///

Artillerymen, Stalin gave the order///

Someone came down a hillock slope///

One-two, one-two!

Oh, look at those dorks!

One-two, one-two!

Foot up!
One-two, one-two!

Company, halt!
One-two! At ease!

- We'll bust them/
- Wait/

Oh, l've never felt better/

Fall in!

Don't pull me by my pants,
better give me your finger/

No talking in the ranks!

Forward march!

Go! Go!

Where're you going?
Get in/ Go, go///

Greetings, comrade pilots!

Greetings to you, Comrade
Marshal of the Soviet Union!

You greet well/

Serving the Soviet Union!

Congratulations on the holiday
of the great victory!

That's him in Canada with his wife/
They're separated now/

He's a greatjoker/

Yes, he loved to joke/

He could step out to buy cigarettes
and come back many years later/

l was a plain-looking
friend of Anya Krymova/

They had a madly
romantic love affair/

She was married/

And l delivered to him her love notes/

Then she left her husband/

But he never married her/

And in 1953,

he lived here, in this room,
sleeping on a folding bed/

He was just expelled
from the academy/

Oh God, l heard that story a hundred
times/

How he was expelled from the academy,
how they punched somebody up/

l always stood behind his back/

And one day///

he suddenly patted my knee

and said:

''Oh, you///

///gray duckling/''

And he stepped out to buy cigarettes/

Stepped out/// just to buy cigarettes///

How old and feeble
they've become/

Father sleeps before the TV set/
He believes he's always right/

How could mother live with him for
years, with his war and his stories?

As if there has been
nothing else after that,

neither mother, nor me, nor any other
life/

Those jerks, standing here
and letting no one pass through/

People just amaze me sometimes/

- Absolutely amaze me/
- Take it easy/

We promised to the priest/

Fine wheels/
l'd buy it for some 300 bucks/

Write the telephone number/

- lt'll crash for sure/
- l don't think so/

- One hundred/
- One hundred fifty/

- lt's a deal/
- Come on/

Oh, bloody hell!

Come on, come on/
Go!

On the holiday eve, Muscovites deemed
it an honor to invite veterans,

present modest gifts to them and
give moral support in their hard life/

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer

Though there's one motor gone
We can still carry on

Comin' in on a wing and a prayer/

What a show, what a fight

Yes, we really hit our target for
tonight/

How we sing as we limp through the air

Look below, there's our field over
there

With our full crew aboard

And our trust in the Lord
We're comin' in on a wing and a prayer/

That's about it, in general terms,
dear comrades/

Now it's your turn to fly

and guard
the peaceful life of our cities,

our villages,
our wives, mothers,

children and grandchildren/

- And great-grandchildren/
- Yes, if they come to be/

And now, comrades///

Just briefly
about the international situation/

Vanya, maybe we shouldn't?

Perhaps some other time?

But should there be any questions,
who'll answer to the young generation?

You?

l got a question/

Right/ Go ahead, comrade, shoot/

Comrade Major, it's said that you
taught flying to Cosmonaut Alexeyev/

That's right/

They said on the radio he got
problems/

No problems/ The orbital station's
connecting hatch has been warped/

Tolya's a great cosmonaut/
He'll open it/

- Did you get a burn?
- No/

Sorry, l couldn't size it up right/
l guess l put it on the edge/

Stop worrying/
She's got plenty of those cheap cups/

lt's the jet lag/
You haven't got used to it yet/

Look, you've stained your pants/

Never mind, l've got another pair/
ls it day or night now?

lt's night/

How are you doing there?

Like in a hedgehopping flight/

You live alone?

With blind people/

lt's okay/

We live well/
We're all friends/

We save on electricity/
lt's okay/

Look, Lyova/
Don't go back/ We'll manage here/

Only Mitka and l are left/

l don't know this city anymore/
l don't know people/

- You got a daughter/
- You got a son/

- Sashka?
- Right/

Have you heard anything about him?

No/
Though wait a minute/

About 10 years ago, l met
Anya in the street/

Fat and heavy/
Just before her death/

She rushed from me, as if l was
a devil/

As if l was to blame for
what happened between you/

Forget it/

God has punished me/

Look, Lyova,
why don't you go to a synagogue?

They say we have a top-class
synagogue here in Moscow/

There're a lot of Jews there/
Go and confess/

Do you remember Pavlovsky
from the 2nd Squadron?

A little man/

- He was funny/
- Yeah/

Remember how l played a joke
on him on the front?

l said, ''Our Commissar
is a sorcerer,

he can cast a spell and you'll
get a letter from your wife/

He made me get three letters already/''

l've been dreaming
him lately/

Like the late Masha and l
are lying down, sleeping/

And there he comes/

l say to him, ''Pavlovsky,
l got no letters for you/

l give you my word, none/''

And he doesn't say anything/

And such a sorrow grips me///

l just feel like screaming
my head off/

But l don't want to die/

No, we don't want to/

Vanya/

Shall we last another couple of years?

Of course we will/

Only we have to live
those years so, as they say,

that we wouldn't be foolishly ashamed/

Yes/

Hello, dear son/

Maybe, sonny?

No/

Hello, dear son/

Hello, dear son/

Go on/

So///
Come on, go on/

What's then?

l don't know what to write/

Write it like this:
''Hello, dear son/

Writing to you is your shithead daddy
who had abandoned you

and your late mother
for the sake of debauched life/''

That's what l would write/ Well?

Lyovka Morgulis was loved
by many of his frontline girlfriends

and other peaceful women/

But most of all by Anya Krymova
who got pregnant from him/

Why are you all dressed up,
like Lyovka's parrot?

Well, the occasion calls for it/

Why don't we stop at a shop

and buy him the electronic chess?

- What?
- Why not?

Lyova said he went to a Pioneer
Palace as a boy/

That pioneer will send us tumbling
down the stairs, mark my words/

But soon he met his
frontline comrade Lyubka,

nicknamed ''Normandy-Neiman'',

and Anya turned him out for good/

So Morgulis saw his son,
Sashka, only two times/

The first time as a baby,
when Sashka peed on his head/

The second time, before his leaving,
when he bought Sashka a machinegun

firing with
ping-pong balls/

How do l look?
Clean shaved?

You look fine, Lyovka,
just fine!

Look, wait/
You/// sit here for a while/

We'll check the situation
and come back for you/

Mitya, give it to Sashka/
Perhaps he's hard up/

No/

- Why not?
- lt doesn't look nice/

You think so?
All right, l'll send it by mail///

- Who's there?
- Does Sasha Morgulis live here?

Yes, here/

Then open up,
only don't swoon/

- He's timid/
- Fatherless/

One face/

Just one face!

A bit skinny,
but the blood will get its way/

Where're you going, Sasha?

Here's your Sasha/
l'm not Sasha, l'm his wife's brother/

Fortunately, his ex-wife's/

And l can't wait till
our things are moved out of here/

Get away, beast!

Don't you touch my cat, bastard!

Or l'll break your neck!

So you're his brother-in-law/

l'm no one's brother-in-law,
l'm waiting for the movers/

What does he do?

He's having a crisis/
Setting stoves in restaurants/

- Fathers!
- Yes?

You can kiss my arse!

Well, shall we go?

We'll drop by
some other time/

And whom did he expect to see?
The great chess player Botvinnik?

lvan, keep your tongue in check/

ln check, in check/// teacher/

Wait, guys/
Once again and in detail/

What details? We went up, rang
the bell, a boy opened/

We asked for Sasha, he said:
''Sasha has left for two days/''

And who are you?

We said we were friends
of Sasha's mother/

His mother, Anna Vassilyevna,
is dead/

We said we knew that/

''And l am,'' says the boy, ''Sasha's
wife's brother/'' He's married, Lyova/

And Sasha, does he work?

Of course he works/
As a/// skilled worker/

He sets stoves/ Yes, stoves,
fireplaces/

Today it's a greatjob, Lyovka!
A fine boy/

- What else?
- He has a cat/

lt means he loves animals/

Animals/// What if l invite him
to the parade, guys?

No, l'd better not/

He'll see that l am
blind, and things like that///

No/ All right,
let it be like it is/

l am/// l'm glad/

Thank you/

Oh, and here Christ appeared before
people/

- Who is there?
- lt's Ninka, a lonely fool/

Hello/

What if l sell it?
And buy a bike/

Don't oversleep the rehearsal/

You don't oversleep it yourself/

Let's go/
Oh, Mitka!

Oh, Vanka!

Oh, Lyovka!

Hi, Ninka/

Going home?

You know what? Take me///

To the foundation/

100, Zvyagin's here/

- How are things going there?
- We got him/

Good/

- The money's in his pocket/
- How much?

About fifteen hundred/

That's bad/
Add a zero/

- Done/
- Over/

Let's get rolling/

Walking on Donskaya Road,
l was fucked with a big board/

Can't a person, bloody shit,
Just take a walk in the street?

Vanya!

Vanya Dyakov!

- What?
- Maybe your Kilovatov has died?

No bloody way/
Don't count on it/

Tanya, is your hubby still alive?

Why? You want to marry me?

- Would you agree?
- Of course l would!

l envy you, Morgulis/

You can't see all this/

What would you like,
comrade veterans?

Tylenol,
valerian, nitroglycerin?

Poison/

Will you massage my temples, child?

You should be ashamed of yourself,
comrade veteran/

What can l do, child?

l've been feeling some agonizing
attraction for nurses since the war/

Attention, comrade veterans!
Fall in!

Don't move/
Now in profile/

Don't move/

- One!
- Easy/

l see you're shaking/

Why is Mitya being late?

He'll be here/

Our previous report
was ready to go on the air,

but as is the custom
in our holy Russia,

the obvious often turns out to be
a lie, and the Deputy Chairman///

There he is! And we're looking
for him everywhere/

///Shutov was killed while trying
to put up an armed resistance/

And our so-called hero

and so-called war veteran,
pilot Kilovatov

was apprehended
by a sheer chance,

carrying in his pockets about
15 thousand dollars in cash/

What do you mean, ''so-called''?
What does it mean?

What did you mean?
Explain it to me!

lt's only the top of the iceberg,
but its main

and most important part leads

to the top brass of our army/

Hello?

Chorus of the NKVD veterans/

We're from infantry, my friend,

ln summer it is nice and warm/

We're through with war to bitter end,

We're through with war to bitter end,

We're through with war to bitter end,

Take your greatcoat, let's go home!

Stepanyuk's listening/

Not ''let's go along'', dear girl,

but ''take your greatcoat, let's go
home''/

Once again/

Listen, are you sure he'll come?

l sent him cards
on all the holidays/

To Stepanyuk?!
That scoundrel from the SMERSH?

You forgot how he was torturing us
a whole month?

He could sentence us to death by
shooting, but he saved us/

Saved us///
lt was just a lucky coincidence/

Vanya, there could be no lucky
coincidences in the SMERSH/

Oh, come on, Lyovka!

Hawky, it's 29 minutes now/

Exactly in one minute
you approach the one wearing glasses

and say, ''Here's something for you/''

Give him the note/

And leave without any explanation/
Got it? Do it/

Well/ Nikitin/
930-1 7-00/

Extension 3/
What does it mean, ''3''?

lt must be an intercom/
Through an operator/

lf he can, he'll help/
And he can/

Burn/// the note/

- The matches/
- Burn it, quick/

Just a sec/

Where did we get the money?
This money is legal/

- Brought from America///
- This is my money/

This is Lev Morgulis, he brought it,
this is American money/

- Fifteen hundred dollars/
- And we're told it's 150 thousand/

- Nikitin's office/
- Hello? lt's Zvyagin/

- He's still busy/
- l'll wait/

- l'll connect you in one minute/
- All right/

My name is Zvyagin/

When my back begins to itch,
it's a sure sign

that things are going to end up bad,
a 99 percent chance/

l could get rid of Kilovatov
without second thoughts/

But l couldn't call
Nikitin and say:

''Let's get rid of Kilovatov,
because my back began to itch/''

You know what l mean/

He threw a chair at the special
force unit/

Yes, that's how he is, very trustful/

l told him: don't get involved
with those bandits/

- They set him up///
- Nikitin's listening/

At last, Valera/

l've got veterans here,
Stepanyuk sent them/

- What do they want?
- lt's about Kilovatov/

Throw them out/

Got you, Valery Borisovich/
All right/ Already done/

Well///

That's it/

- What d'you mean, ''that's it''?
- That's it, fathers/

Let's call it
an investigation error/

- They're bringing him in/
- Bringing where?

Right to our courtyard/
You can wait there/

You mean he's/// free?

l mean he's free/

Oh, dear, dear man///

l'm not going anywhere without him/
Let them bring him here/

What are you doing, Lyovka?
He told us right in our face///

He doesn't trust me/

- No/
- All right, we'll bring him here/

Don't listen to him!

Please forgive him/ He's lost
his bearings in that abroad of his/

Are you crazy?
They'll change their mind/

Come on, let's go/
Come on, come on/

Excuse us, please/
Thank you very much/

A big Russian thanks to you/
Thank you/

Let's go, quick/

Thank you/
You know what you did?

You/// Thank you/

ln those times our country was ruled
by mafias: small, medium-sized and big/

Mafia is a foreign word,
it's no longer in use now/

There were two
biggest mafias:

the generals' and the prosecutors'/

The mafias were fighting
for spheres of influence/

For this they
needed deputies/

Deputies were killed by other mafias,
and there were not enough of them/

Since their work was stressful
and medical service was very poor,

anyone could become a deputy,
even a serial killer

or an orchestra conductor/

When the generals' mafia
proposed its last candidate,

while the prosecutors' had none left,

the prosecutors' mafia decided
to compromise the generals' one

in public opinion/

That's what they needed Dmitri
Kilovatov's foundation for/

There were 24 generals
among its founding members/

Those generals bought themselves
palaces, dachas, swimming pools

and a park of automobiles
enough for a small town/

Well, son/

What about that foundation?

lf they go to court,
l'll have to resign/

That's no good/

What if we bang
that flyer?

lt's pointless/

They got the list of the founders,
but they don't make it public/

Who's our contact man?

- Nikitin/
- Put him through/

Yes/
We serve in the inland troops///

Nikitin's listening/

Hello, son/
What's the score?

30:15/
Where are you?

l'm at my dacha, son, where
an old man like me should be/

But why are you
spoiling our life?

Bandits walk
on the loose in Moscow/

Spies of all kinds/
People are afraid to go out/

And your boys busy themselves
with some nonsense/

The generals/

Valera, don't play games with us,
old men/ Just say it straight/

- What do you want?
- What do we want?

Third territorial district/

And the generals had to
withdraw their candidate/

Boys!

Boys! Son/

What do you want, old freak?
We told you already/

No, son, l'm from Stepanyuk/

He's an old dolt, your Stepanyuk/

He won't be able to hold on, Vanya/

Oh, what kind of people are you, Jews?
Why are you burying him alive?

l carried both of you over the front
line, and l'm fine/

lt's all right, Lyovka,
we'll do it, by hook or by crook/

- Where did they go?
- To the garage/

- What's the matter, Nina?
- What is it? What's going on?!

Come on, Nina, stop it/

Come, come, stop it/

Haven't you got used, living in this
country, to being thrown in prison?

Take it to them/

Oh, hello/ May l talk to you a sec?
Do l look like a normal man?

You seem to be/

Then why don't l take a sledge-hammer
and crush that Pobeda to smithereens?

Your father has a garage,
but he always parks his car///

He thought it was too late
for you to go anywhere/

l'm a resident of this house too!

And l can come and go
whenever l like!

l don't have to ask the permission
of that moron!

Dad/

Give me the car keys/

Do you want me to take your blood
pressure?

l will have your cane sandpapered/

Dad, l beg you/

lt's all useless/

He wouldn't get splinters then/

Why? Let's get people sign
a petition, hire a lawyer/

Uncle Lyova, you know better, you
lived abroad/ Tell him/

- Don't you see?
- What do l see?

l can't see/

Get up, bastard, when a prosecution
investigator's talking to you/

Who gave you the idea, bastard,

to deliver 20 train cars of vodka
instead of///

baby food?

l didn't know anything about that/

Dmitri Sergeyevich, why are you
covering up your army?

You yourself didn't make
any decisions/

l did/

l decided everything myself/

Oh, don't kid me!
Maybe we'll just write it down?

Write it/

l, Kilovatov,

made all the decisions concerning
the foundation

on my own/

And l assume full
responsibility for them/

Right/ l respect your position/
As for form, we'll correct it/

What?

- lt's done/
- Way to go, Chichevikin/

What do l do with him?

You may let him go or you may
keep him/ l don't need him anymore/

Hello? Yes/
l think we did it/

We can give guarantees to the generals/
He took everything upon himself/

Well, it's not important anymore/
Yes, all right/

My name is///

Chichevikin/

l fell victim to my honesty and sense
of duty before my comrades/

l could let the old man go without
a bribe/ He's a veteran, and so on/

But my colleagues would have
censured me/

What are you staring at?

lt's not the circus/

We have fixed rates, l mean judges,
investigators, law enforcement men/

2,000 bucks for being transferred
from a common to a single cell,

5,000 - for concealment of evidence,

10,000 - for release on a recognizance
not to leave, and so on/

Aren't you bored with that Koni?

Maybe we'd better hang
Dostoyevsky? Teryokhin has one/

You'd better get the names of
Dmitri Sergeyevich's guarantors/

So l couldn't let the old man
go just freebie/

ln that case l would be ashamed
to look my comrades in the eye/

You know, whatever they
may be saying about Chichevikin,

l'll always remember
him with a warm feeling/

You know, every profession has
its own code of honor,

a code of some unwritten
rules, if you like/

He just couldn't
act otherwise/

Certainly, in his place
l would've done exactly that/

As any of us, noble and true
to one's duty people/

And l will continue to be
a friend of his family/

And our kids will always
say 'hi' to each other/

You've sold Russia, sold it

to America and lsrael!

l did?! l've worked for 20 years
at a regional committee's canteen!

And you've sold it, yes!

What do you want? Who are you?

Fucking fighters!

PROSECUTE THE lNVESTlGATORS!
FREEDOM TO KlLOVATOV!

Fathers, maybe l don't understand
something/

Then explain it to me/

Have you seen ''The Terminator''
starring Schwarzenegger?

We've seen everything/

- Remember the artificial man?
- We remember everything/

As long as he has at least one organ
functioning,

he keeps crawling/ He's cursing,
yet he's crawling/

Let him go on crawling/

- He might crawl to a beauty contest/
- That was all about you/

Can we step out for a minute?

Careful, Lyova/

Some bastard wrote on the car!

Get in, quick!

Watch your head/

Granddad/

What is it now?

Take care/

Right/

You're peeling very well, Lyovka/

Peeling potatoes?

Fighters with the regime got hungry/

What are you looking at?

Ah, the cigarette/
l'm smoking/

One after another, chain-smoking/

Can you forbid me?
lt's ridiculous!

l'm 35, and l'm hiding
cigarettes like a schoolgirl/

l'm not going to hide anymore/

There, see?

You've ruined my life/

First you've ruined mother's life,
then mine/

l'm so unhappy because of you/

Why, Sonya?

Because you always
rejected everyone!

You didn't care a damn about my life,
with your egoism and your tyranny!

lt suits you to have a nurse
in the house/

Dad, please eat, take your medicine,
don't sleep in the toilet/

When did you buy yourself
buttermilk the last time?

No, he can't, the saleslady
is getting on his nerves!

And he doesn't have money/
What did he raise his daughter for?

She's a working cow, she'll earn
some extra money typing/

And you know///

My child could've been
ten years old now/

Why are you staring?

Don't stare at me like that/

l got scared/

And what about dad?

How is dad going to take it?

Dad will get so upset/

And what if the man deserted me?

What if it didn't work?

So what?

Don't you understand it's my life?

lf it were not for you,
l would have kept that child/

You know///

You used to be for me///
the best/

The most honest and noble
man in the world/

And now l don't even feel sorry
for you/

You should buy
new eyeglasses, Lyovka/

Knock, knock, knock/

Anybody home?

l think l met your
daughter on the stairs/

And l have two,
the boy is already grownup/

Vanya, who is that?

l have no idea/

Who are you?

l love my son so much/

He's a clever, quiet boy/ He writes
poetry/

He's exempted from the army,
but when we got a draft card

l realized things looked bad/

lt's good that you came, son/
Things look bad/

Our army is short of
draftees now/

While everybody tries
to violate our borders/

The prosecutors had incriminating
material on the generals,

and the generals had no incriminating
material on the prosecutors/

So they felt very hurt/

We're very hurt, son/
We withdrew our candidate/

And he would've been such a good
deputy/

And in return, we didn't even
get a thank you/

lt's not nice/

Are there people in your department
who don't take bribes?

There are/
But he's on leave now/

Well, he doesn't interest us/

Help yourself to the cake, don't be
shy/

l came about Dmitri Sergeyevich/

He sends his regards and
hopes to see you soon/

Men, there's such a metamorphosis/

We promised to the priest
that for a month after///

- After Christmas///
- After Easter/

Yes, after Easter/

We'll behave ourselves,
no grass,

no messing up/

We held out for 10 days/

- Eleven/
- Why? Ten/

- lt was Monday then/
- We returned from the dacha on Sunday/

But we went there on Monday/

Right, 1 1 /

Yesterday we arrived,
quiet and peaceful, like people/

There those granddads come, ''Give us
250 bucks and take our wheels/''

- 300/
- Yes, 300/

We got into the buggy to try it,
to see if the engine was working/

- lt didn't haul at all/
- Why not? lt's a normal car/

- We'd made about 400 meters/
- Even less/

- Why less?
- Less/

But why/// all right, less/

We pull up, the guards are there,
but there's no Jeep/

l was so surprised, l said:
''Where's the Jeep, men?''

They say, ''lt's gone/''

That's how it is, men/ We couldn't
hold ourselves in rein any more/

l didn't get it who he was/
Did you get it?

They say from some///
first squadron/

Remove your dirty hat
from the table/

- Can you make it to home?
- l can/ And you?

lt's my heart/

Oh, l almost forgot/
Just five grams/

Here/

We've done a very good job/

- Take a pie/
- Did you say it was stolen?

- l did/
- And he?

He said:
''Stolen doesn't mean bad/''

lf you could just see yourself!
You know who you look like?

- Like Pinochet/
- Oh, come on///

Watch out, don't get in a mess again/

Don't you worry/
They can't fool me/

l'm not that kind of man/

This is, Lyova, our Russian bistro/

Our own delicious pies, tea/
They have honey brew/ Want some?

Vanya, is there a restroom here?

What do you think of us?
Comrade waiter/

Please show this comrade
to the restroom/

What restroom?
Keep quiet/

l wish we'd been shot down then,
Lyovka/

l took it so many times and l still
feel nervous like a little girl/

- Who's he talking to?
- To himself/

Come/// in/

- Comrade///
- What is your business?

Ah, you're about changing
the injunction of your friend/

Nice case/

- Convenient/ Where do you get them?
- Edik/

- Slavik/ Where do you get them?
- No, Edik/

From the car service/

Strange/

Comrade/
First, Mitka/

Don't interrupt/ You think some
speculator working here?

They say that in critical situations
people get a faculty of presentiment/

lt's a lie/

No presentiments/

No such moments when you see
your life flashing before your eyes/

No such things as your mother's
loving hands, or your first kiss,

or a sunray reflection
dancing in the dark

of a prison cell
on the day of the first interrogation/

Bullshit/ Lies/
Poetic fiction/

Vanya/

l'll tell you everything later, Lyova/

A step/ A step/

Stepanyuk!

l've been stalking you
from the eatery/

You dimwits!

- You gave him a bribe?
- We did/

Who's doing it like that?

And that Nikitin of yours is just
a bastard/ He didn't help/

lf he hasn't done it for me,
it means he couldn't/

lt means it's hopeless/

That's the end of your Kilovatov/

What d'you mean, the end?
Stop croaking!

They don't care a damn for you in your
department/ Called you an old dolt/

And that was the mildest expression/

Well, we'll have to see yet/

- What else did they call me?
- An old dolt/

A nasty, despicable old man/

- And also/// also///
- ldiot/

Oh, idiot, it goes without saying/

Something that stinks/
Yes, shithead!

All right, enough/

Lyovka, it's for you/

Put it here, in your pocket/
The lighter, in here/

Wait, sorry/

Leave the parrot alone/ You want
to take it along to heaven?

- l want to cover him/
- What difference will it make?

Careful/

Here, l found it/
lt was under the sewing machine/

Come on/ Easy, easy/

Boys, wait!

- Ninka/
- Vanya!

Lyova!

Vanya, my dear!

Lyova/

- Nina/
- Lyova dear/

My dear duckling/

You have/// two braids/

- No/
- A funny chintz dress/

With a collar/
And an ink spot on your hand/

No/

And a scratched knee/

- No/
- Yes, yes/

l have gout on my knee now/

Everything's different, Lyova/

No, it's not true/

Everything is so/

- Everything's different/
- No, it is not/

You see, Nina,

for me, in any case, it's
exactly like this/ Nina dear!

Nina, he likes nuts!

Come on, forget your nuts/
Get in, quick/

Zhorik!

That was all/

lt was the last time l saw them/

- That's Nikitin/
- The bald one?

Yes, the bald one/

Well///

Flight 18-47, departing in 15 minutes/

Hold it, Lyovka/

- ln 15 minutes?
- Yes/

Help you God/

As a child l wanted to repeat
the life of Pavka Korchagin/

Not in a literal sense, of course/

''Nikitin,'' l was told/ ''Forward!''
And l went forward/

lf l couldn't walk, l crawled/

Now l'm wheeling/

Other people somehow managed

and went to fight corruption
in English-speaking countries/

And l'm a hard worker by birth
and have always remained in harness

like a mule/

So as soon as l solved
the problem of the generals,

the tennis players decided to send me
to fight corruption

in our trade
representations in Ukraine/

Everything was thought out to detail/

Everything was done
in strict secrecy,

my ticket was bought to other name/

l was flying with a false passport/

And l had not
a slightest doubt

about the successful outcome
of the operation/

Hello/
You flying too?

What else can l be doing here?

Mister Nikitin, come at once
to the plane's fore part/

Your friends are waiting for you there/

An amazing country/
Always looking for someone/

Oh, that's the one who was looking/

Oh, he was looking for this one/

Why are you pestering me like a fly?

- Lyovka, he's not here/
- lt's impossible/

He's not here, he's not on the list/
We're going to call the special force/

Wait a second/
Just a second/ l'll be right back/

What d'you mean, a second?!

ls that you, Lena?

Yes, it's me/

Excuse me, guys/

Oh, lvan Vassilyevich!
Long time no see!

ls that some kind of a joke?

lt's not a joke, Kostya/

Come on, your gun,
with the handle forward, slowly/

On the count of one/
You know me, Kostya/

That's good/
lt's all because you were a D student/

Played hooky/
You thought it wouldn't come useful/

And l taught you not to open
the door even to your mom and dad/

What is this, exercises?

- Do you know each other?
- We do/

And what's the reason,
if you are not absolutely crazy?

l have Mitka Kilovatov in prison/

So, l beg your pardon/

Kostya, turn on the loudspeaker/

Attention! Attention!
Dyakov's speaking/

Comrade passengers,
please remain calm/

And don't leave your seats
without our permission/

l temporarily hijacked this plane,
and l don't see any reason for panic/

l don't see any/

l have a comrade aboard/

With a bomb/

Listen to me, Alyosha/

l'm not going to tell anyone
how l got on the plane/

Even to you, though
you're a big boss/

l won't tell it
even if l'm tortured/ You got it?

l got it/

We temporarily hijacked the plane/

We went amiss with one prosecutor/
May he burn in hell!

Find someone who has more clout

and make them bring
Mitka Kilovatov here/

He's in Matrosskaya Tishina Prison/

They better do it before the parade,
or l'll shoot everybody to hell!

Yes/

What? Got yourselves in a mess?

lt's you who got in a mess!

Bribe-takers!

Corrupted people!

What do they want?

They want Kilovatov/

Give them their Kilovatov
and then we'll bang them/

You want us to dance
to the terrorists' tune?

All right, then we'll bang right away/

They have 60 people aboard/
Bang, but you will answer for it/

What do the experts say?
ls it possible to bang selectively?

Center, if we bang,
we'll bang them all/

Nikitin is on board on a special
mission under the name of Patsevich/

Fuck you
and your Nikitin!

We're having a national holiday!
We'll be put to shame before the world!

We can negotiate/

- Who are you, son?
- A psychologist/

We're not going to play
to the terrorists' tune!

We'll just pretend/

l see/ And then we'll bang them!

Why bang?!
Why bang?!

lf they let everyone go,
why bang?

We'll just arrest them!

And the chief will commend you
and will skin us alive/

All right, sons, we'll come to
an agreement/

Hello, Lev Markovich/
How is your parrot?

He's fine, thank you/

Lev Markovich,
l see you got in trouble/

Are you going to shoot?

l hope l won't have to/

Of course, it's a silly question/
Why shoot, if you got a bomb/

ls it safe with you?

Don't worry/
How is your Joseph?

Oh, Joseph, look,
he remembers you/

He wants you to be his model hero/

So l bought him weights/
How do you like it?

- Shalom, Morgulis/
- Shalom, Joseph/

l'm a bad model/
Don't ever follow it/

lt's amazing! He told me
right away that he was a raider/

And after the successful
completion of the mission

l planned to take a vacation and,
true to our good old tradition,

sail with my friends
down the Urals' mountain rivers/

Who?! What?!

What, Lyovka?

Nothing/

Psychologically,

our task is very simple/

Your parents
are in a stressful situation,

they don't realize
what they're doing/

Like in a delirium tremens?

Right, like in a delirium tremens/

By the way, do you know each other?

You know, Sasha, l had no idea
that Lev Markovich had///

Listen, psychologist, l can't do it
today/

lt's a bad day for me/
You do it yourself/

No, he is your father/

lf my father had hijacked a plane,
then it would be different/

So, once again/
Your task is extremely simple/

While talking to them, you should
remember something good, pleasant,

something positive
that binds you together/

Say, something from your childhood/

Well, he sent me a postcard
on the Army Day/

Good boy/

No, l can't do it today/
You're being paid for it, you do it/

Sasha, he may be killed/

Don't butt in, baby, okay?

Mind your own father/ You must've
given him a heluva time/

ldiot/

Sixth, what happened to this one?

A weight must have landed on his head/

Sixth! He came out on the ladder/
Take him/

Here/

l don't know if l'm going
to be proud of you,

but what you did
deserves some respect/

Granddad/

Maybe l should knock them off too?

No/
Once was enough/

Lyova/

Are you asleep, Lyova?

No, just thinking/

- Don't sleep/
- No, l'm not/

Why don't you eat?

l don't want to/

l got you mixed up in that hijacking///

l don't know how it happened/

We had no choice, lvan/

What if they don't bring Mitka?

We'll shoot ourselves/

- He's so young/
- Who?

That Patsevich/

A very good-looking man/

Bad luck/ What do you expect,
having such a name?

Attention, board 62/
lvan Afanasyevich! Lev Markovich!

Put on earphones, your children
want to speak to you/

l repeat, your children
want to speak to you/

Hello, dad/
Dad, can you hear me?

Just a minute, wait/

Hello, dad/
Dad, can you hear me?

Can you hear me now?

Sonya, did they hurt you?
Did they bring you here by force?

Oh, my God, dad,
nobody was hurting me/

They said if you come out
yourselves, you'll be amnestied/

Only you must come out yourselves/
Do you hear me?

Sonya/// is it true///

what you said about the child?

What difference does it make now?

lt's not the right time to discuss it/

So it's true/

l'll bear you many a child yet/

Do you want a grandchild?

So you were unhappy
with me, Sonya/

What are you talking about, dad?!

They're going to kill you/

l can't speak/
Let him speak/

All right, all right/

Lev Markovich!

This is Sasha/

l mean/// your son/

Hello, Sasha/

l don't know what to talk about/

l'll do it myself/

About the postcard/ The postcard/

Well/// when you left us,

l was very upset, and mother too/

We thought/// you'd come back and///

be sorry for not seeing
your son to have grown up/

Well/// you know///
l was a good student,

l did my morning exercises/

l thought l'd find you

and punch your head/

Tell him about the postcard/
About the postcard/

And now l don't know
what to say to you/

We even have different
last names/

Yes/

You're right, Sasha/

Stop playing the fool/
Come out/

Well, they say that you should///

stop playing the fool and come out/

Stop///

- What?
- Stop that circus and come out/

And stop that circus/

l was told you're married/

Yes, married/

l'm glad/
She must be a nice girl/

Yes, nice/

Only stupid/

Lev Markovich, don't listen to him/
You've got a fine son/

He looks like you/
l'm telling the truth/

Dad, do you hear me?

Hush, Sonka!

Go home/
No use tormenting yourself here/

Your father has never been a scoundrel
and will never be/

And if l'm guilty of anything,
l'll confess and may be forgiven/

Dad, come out,
or you won't have a daughter anymore/

Well, if l won't, l won't/

Let them bring Mitka, or we'll shoot
everybody to bloody hell!

Come on, stop it, guys!
Am l some kind of an actor?

Oh, children, children///

Well? What?

- Shall we bang?
- l'm afraid l'll bang someone here!

l'll bang like hell!
Do we have the connection?

Here we are/

Zvyagin, Zvyagin,
bring him here, bring him/

Bring him///

Please/

Zvyagin/

Why did you stop?

He's fixing his decorations/

Don't worry, they're not going
to storm two old men/

lt's ridiculous/ As for them,
they'll brawl a little and come out/

Mine won't come out/

l guess mine won't either/

Mitya! Mitya! Come on!

You see?

And you were afraid!

Who were you afraid of?

You're a fool, Vanka!

''Base'', ''Field'' here/
They let everyone go/ Everybody/

What d'you mean, everybody?
lt can't be/

All 62, according to the list/

l haven't seen anything like this in
any movie/ Come here, you look blue/

- We've landed in our land///
- lt's good/

Of course, it's good/

But hadn't my boy hit
that Patsevich on the head,

we would've been in the air
and blown up/

lt doesn't itch/

Sometimes it itches, sometimes not/
Each time it's different/

Don't be stubborn, fathers/

l'm telling you
as the President's representative/

l took my son along to see the parade/

And in his presence, l promise

to look into the matter,
into all of your grievances/

We'll punish the guilty ones/

Your actions,

that fall under the Criminal Code's
article, will be amnestied/

l swear to you/

ln short, fathers, come out/

The parade won't be the same
without you/

Shall we bring up a bus?

- Won't you trick us?
- No, l swear by my son/

Well? What?

What?

Lyova? Mitya?

Ah, what the heck!

All right, we'll be out in a minute/

''Field'', ''Base'' here/
Do you copy? We'll marinate them/

About time/
With dill or sliced?

Two with dill,
one sliced/

- Which one of the three?
- lt depends/

The generals will report the dead,
the prosecutors - two in prison/

Father, don't believe them!
They'll kill you! Take off! Father!

Where can they fly, son?
Back to 1945?

With modern rocketry?

Vanya, which are mine and which
are yours?

Let's spill them out/
Drop them in the hat/

Marry an old man,

Your last hour is getting nearer/

The sea of a tumultuous life

Turning to a little river/

Marry an old man,

Marry me, such a silly nerd/

The river, it's not all deep,

Ahead lies a quiet ford/

Marry an old man/

On a sunny shore by the stream,

Where young birds are flapping,

l'm saving my last dream

ln order to make you happy/

Marry an old man,

Marry an old man///

Marry an old man/

My last hour is getting nearer/

The sea of a tumultuous life

Turning to a little river/

Marry an old man,

Marry an old man///

lt's still a mystery
where they flew/

Their plane immediately
disappeared from the radar screens/

Search groups were looking
for it around the world,

but it never landed anywhere/

Parade!

Attention!

Now it's all history/

There are no more parades
on the Red Square/

Though a jubilee memorial
disc has been issued,

which is very popular/

Sonya got married to Sasha,
and my grandmother was born/

My grandmother had my mother,
and my mother had me/ That's all/

COMPOSlTlON
FOR VlCTORY DAY

Day of Victory seemed to be so distant
a day,

Like a smoldering fire ember melting
away/

We've gone miles, in heat, in dust,
in soot,

Bringing nearer that day as hard as we
only could/

That Day of Victory,

With a gunpowder taste,

That great holiday,

With gray hair and a young face,

That great happiness,

With tears in our eyes/

Day of Victory!

Day of Victory!

Day of Victory!

Hello, Mother, we came back, not all
of us///

What a joy it is to run in the morning
grass!

Half of Europe, half of the world, we
went the route,

Bringing nearer that day as hard as we
only could/

That Day of Victory,

With a gunpowder taste,

That great holiday,

With gray hair and a young face/

That great happiness,

With tears in our eyes/

Day of Victory!

Day of Victory!

Day of Victory!