All language subtitles for Attackers. The Last Fight. 4 Серия. StarMedia. Военная Драма. 2015

Star Media presents

Dmitry Dyuzhev

Maria Andreyeva

Dmitry Arbenin

Denis Konstantinov

Olesya Sudzilovskaya

Anastasia Makeyeva

Anastasia Vedenskaya

Anton Semkin

Olga Filippova

Valeria Lanskaya

Created by Yury Korotkov, Georgy
Golovenkin, Alexander Vysokovsky,

Leonid Porokhnya together
with Zinovy Royzman

Directed by Zinovy Royzman

Music by Yevgeny Shiryayev

Director of Photography — Vitaly Konevtsov

Art Directors — Vadim
Afanasyev and Yuri Konstantinov

Costumes by Ksenia
Mavrina and Zhanna Lanina

Make-Up by Natalia Ramlya
Casting by Tatyana Statsman

Montage Director – Irina Michurina,
Sergey Khegay and Anton Zudochkin

Military Consultants – The
Hero of the Soviet Union

Colonel General of
Aviation Nicolay Antoshkin

and Research Assistant of the
Central Museum of the Armed Forces

of the Russian
Federation Alexei Pavlikov

Produced by Ekaterina Yefanova,
Andrey Anokhin and Vlad Ryashin

The song “The Sky on Fire”
composed by V.Matetskiy

with lyrics by A.Lukyanov is
performed by Alexander Marshal

THE ATTACKERS. The Last Battle

Eight ILs went down under.
Two fell on the enemy’s territory.

What about our losses?

My second wingman Frolov. He got lost.

We lost connection with him.
I think he was knocked down.

‒  There are no losses in my squadron.
‒  Good!

Two planes are badly damaged.
I ask you to award Sergeant Voytik.

‒  I wouldn’t be sitting here but for him.
‒  OK. What about the enemy’s losses?

I knocked one down. The rest escaped.
They were all Messerschmitts, all of them.

We could see that
they were experienced pilots.

‒  There were about a dozen of them.
‒  Damn it!

‒  Commander, the 36th is about to land!
‒  Frolov!

Frolov! Thanks God! I thought
that I had lost the boy! May I?

Of course, you may.
Ask him why he got lost.

‒  Yes, sir.
‒  Oh! You did well!

They knocked 8 of our ILs
down during just one flight!

I understand that a reconnaissance
in force can’t be without loses,

Comrade Commander. However,
why wasn’t a single fighter

‒  of the covering squad knocked down?
‒  Head of the headquarters, please answer.

Because the pilots were good!
By the way, two of them

barely pulled their planes to the airdrome.
They knocked one Messerschmitt down too!

One against eight! Don’t you
think that it’s a bad proportion?

Comrade Commander, Lieutenant Colonel
Bestuzhev has arrived at your order.

We were talking about your
fighters, Commander of the Regiment.

What will you say?

What is there to say? We failed at
the task of covering for the attackers.

The reason?

I only have
inexperienced youth, recent graduates.

It was their first aerial battle.
And they had to fight against aces!

Aces may be knocked down too,
Comrade Bestuzhev!

And this is what you shall do!

Do you think that your regiment
is unable to fulfil the tasks

‒ set by the headquarters?
‒ We may fulfil them, Comrade Commander.

I wish we had at least two or three
more experienced pilots, though.

Maybe you should work
with your personnel more…

instead of leaving your
regiment at important moments

and flying to settle
your personal affairs!

My apologies. I flew to the grave of
Yevgenia Dementyeva. We fought together.

‒ I got you. I don’t judge you.
‒ But Comrade…

Let’s go back to the discussion.
The front’s headquarters scheduled

the first air strike at the
enemy’s pillboxes for tomorrow.

Shall we go?

Wait a moment.

Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, will
you explain to me what is happening?

I have nothing to hide. I was honest.
What about you?

What about me?

You’re as if hinting at
something all the time.

If you have serious grounds — investigate!

Don’t worry, Comrade Bestuzhev. It’s so
weird to call a Bestuzhev “a comrade”.

If we have the grounds, we will
investigate. And now you may go, Count.

You may be free… for now.

Don’t boil, Lieutenant Colonel.
Your anger will spill over the edge.

I hate blue blood. No matter how
you’re flying, we’ll send you to prison.

‒ Is it according to the law?
‒ You got me.

It’s according to the law of war time and
revolutionary conscience. You’re an enemy.

Like the girl whose grave you visited.
She made a great mistake

by having an affair with the one like you.
Even more so — a crime!

If she had been still alive, I would…

Your task is to be the first
to find the enemy fighters

and prevent them from attaching our
bombers. Mind, you shall show them

who is the boss in our skies.
At the same time,

you shouldn’t descend even if some
German breaks through to the PEs.

You’re welcome, Comrade Captain.

Comrades!

Millions of people like you are waiting
for your help behind the front line.

They are looking up in the sky in a hope

to see planes with red stars and not
with the Fascist black crosses there!

Everybody is tired of this war imposed
on us by the most terrible beast

under the aspect of a human — Hitler!
Berlin is still far away.

We have the honor to reduce this
distance by crushing strikes from the air!

The entire humankind waits for our
victory! The victory will be ours.

No matter what it costs us!
For the victory! For the Motherland!

For Stalin! Let’s say “hurray”
three times – two times shortly

and one time lo roll!
Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

The “Kedr” Airdrome

Keep complete radio silence
before approaching the targets.

The fighters of the 133rd
regiment will cover you from above.

Are they the ones who were
covering for the scouts?

Yes, they are.
Their calls signs are the Swifts.

Their task is to engage the Germans
into an aerial battle and prevent them

from breaking through to you.
Your task is to deliver the bombs

‒ at the address. Any questions?
‒ No, sir.

Get into the planes!

They must be above the enemy
territory. Judging from the time,

our planes have taken positions
above them and are escorting the PEs

‒ to their targets.
‒ What about the German?

The German air is silent too.

It’s bad. Their anti-aircraft defense
must have already noticed our PEs.

I don’t like this plan of bypassing
the targets. Suleiman, give me the map!

There is a German unit under each bush!
However, their radios keep silent.

What does it mean?

Fire!

Fire!

My engine is on fire!
Jump, jump! Damn it!

Turn to the right,
Lesha! Fly to the right!

Attention! This is Gorka! Where are
they firing from? Do you hear me?

Fire!

This is the Seventh! My
right engine is on fire!

There shouldn’t be anything there!
The scouts… It’s impossible!

There are only empty fields there!

Attention, Rooks! What is going on
there? Who is firing? Where from?

These are the Rooks! These are the Rooks!
They are firing from everywhere!

Commander!

Attention! Continue your
movement to the target.

Very good. Close the camouflage. Tell
all the positions that the attack is over.

Attention! The attack is over!

Attention! This is the first flight!
We’re continuing the escorting!

This is the second flight. I got you.
We’re continuing the escorting!

The first flight! This is Roscha!
Sasha, mark the place

where the Germans attacked on the map
and find their weapons emplacements.

Do you copy?

I got you, Roscha. Swifts, attention!
Stay at your height

and continue escorting the PEs. I’ll
fly to look where they were firing from.

This is the second flight. I copy you.

Roscha? This is the First.
I counted six knocked-down planes.

They were firing at us from
the village found by Skyba!

I can see six planes! At 3 o’clock above!

Attention! Disperse! Share
the Messerschmitts between you!

It’s important to allow the
bombers to get to their target!

‒ The main things are the pillboxes!
‒ Attack!

I’ll show you, bastard! Try it, scum!

Kolya! It’s clear at the rear!

Gorka, Gorka? This is
Gyrfalcon! We broke through.

We’re going to the target.

Throw the bombs!

Throw the bombs! The bombs went under.

Gorka, this is Gyrfalcon.
Return to the base!

Ruben! Thank you, brother!
You hit him so well! Like a Cossack!

Kolya! Kolya! Your face
is covered with blood.

You shall go to the medical
unit urgently. You could knock

that Fascist down too if he
hadn’t pressed you from the rear!

This is nothing! You saved my life,
my friend! I saw a Fascist attacking a PE.

I threw my plane to
intercept him and shot.

However, that bastard flew after
me again! I’ve never seen anything

like this before!
I’ll never forget it. Thank you!

‒ At ease! What do you have?
‒ We have no losses, Commander.

As soon as the PEs threw their
bombs, the Germans flew away.

I beg your pardon.
What is it, Comrade Commander?

Nothing. A scratch. I was lightly
wounded during my last flight.

Show it to me, please. There is
too much blood for a small scratch.

‒ Go to the medical unit.
‒ Comrade Polyvanova…

I told you to go to the medical
unit! Or maybe you want to go straight

to the hospital? There are
spheres in which I’m the commander!

OK, Sasha.

‒ Four holes.
‒ And a couple of holes here, right?

Yes, two.

Two tangential. And two went through.

Oh, God! Ten holes! How did
it manage to stay in the air?

Excitement is a good thing.
But not in an aerial battle.

One’s head shall be cold in the air.
Only calculations.

Cold calculations. Speed,
maneuvers, distance. Is that clear?

Yes, Comrade Captain.
What about the ground?

What about the ground?

What about the distance… and excitement?

I am in no mood to joke today.
Have rest, Sergeant Voytik.

‒ You may be free.
‒ Aye-aye.

What is there, Uncle Misha?

I counted 10 holes.
I’ll repair them by the morning.

You did a right thing
by showing him his place.

What an admirer! Still a milksop!

Uncle Misha, I’m a milksop myself.
He is only one year younger than me.

Faster, guys!

Political Supervisor, why are you
standing here alone, like an orphan?

What may I say?

You’re educated but you
don’t know simple things.

You can’t impress ladies with talks.
You shall act with them!

‒ Get undressed.
‒ In what sense?

In the medical sense.
Take your blouse off and sit down.

What is there?

The wound isn’t
deep but it wasn’t treated well.

So, it festered. I’ll treat it. Hold on.

‒ Does it hurt?
‒ Not much.

You may swear. I got used to it.

It’s hard for men
to endure simple procedures.

They bear them much
worse than the women.

I’ll bandage it.

Why the simple ones?

It’s a mystery for me too.

When one treats a serious wound,
a man keeps silent.

However, he may faint from a scratch.

Maybe if their wound is
serious men feel like heroes?

This is it.

Come to change the dressing tomorrow.

What have you just done?

I checked whether the
bandage is tight enough.

‒ Is it?
‒ It is.

You may go.

Wait. Are you going for a meeting now?
Don’t forget to change.

I don’t get you.

Put your military jacket on.
Your blouse is all covered with blood.

Thank you.

The Headquarters of
the 17th Aviation Army

What about our losses?

Only 3 planes out of 11 reached the target.

The deputy commander of the
regiment Captain Sherstnev died.

It means that the Germans closed
the sky all over the bridgehead.

Where did those
anti-aircraft guns come from?

The air survey didn’t find any
weapon emplacements of the enemy.

Maybe the positions of their
anti-aircraft guns are well-camouflaged.

Or it’s an entire complex of the
anti-aircraft defense of the Germans

which we failed to find.

It means we failed at the task again!

Only three bombers reached their target!

Mamukyan knocked a Messerschmitt
down, though. In his very first battle!

I think he shall be awarded.

Prepare a request to have
Sergeant Mamukyan awarded.

What shall we do? The Fascists
are saving their breath

and avoid engaging into aerial battles.
It’s not our task to destroy

the anti-aircraft
weapon emplacements too.

We shall explore that square. If we
fail to find their weapon emplacements,

few will break through to the
pillboxes. Prepare a car for me.

I’ll go to the army’s
headquarters in the morning.

This is all. Thank you, comrades.

Comrade Commander,
what shall we do with the evening?

What do you mean?

We were preparing for a party.
Mamukyan has his birthday tomorrow.

And?

The battle was difficult.
May we celebrate?

I order to celebrate Sergeant
Mamukyan’s birthday to the full!

Congratulations! You never
know whether you’ll celebrate

your next birthday or not.
Life is life, so… Yes, get ready!

Arrange it with the kitchen.

‒ Yes, sir.
‒ Yes, sir!

Lenya, give it to me.

Stop it. You’ve had enough.

Comrades Officers! I suggest
drinking for Comrade Stalin!

And for the victory towards which he
is guiding us! Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

Comrades! Yesterday I lost my best
friend captain Sasha Sherstnev.

He was a pilot by God’s will.
A commander of a squadron of dive-bombers.

That’s why I believe that
there is no place for different…

former elements within our ranks.
At this moment, when the victory

is on the threshold…
people die because of them!

What is he talking about?

The new commander there is a Bestuzhev.

Pilots whom he covers die in masses.

He is an enemy of the people!

If I were to decide, I’d shoot

all those apologies of commanders
into the back of their heads!

I know Bestuzhev, Comrade
Lieutenant Colonel. I used to serve

in one regiment with him.
I was his second wingman.

I may tell you with all responsibility —
he is a very good commander.

Shut up, Captain! Otherwise,
I’ll wipe my ass with you!

Forgive me tongue, ladies!
I don’t care that you’re the Hero!

‒ I’ll shoot you, milksop!
‒ Come on! Stop it!

‒ I’ll shoot you, milksop!
‒ Lenya!

Lenya, look at me! Look at me!

A milksop! A bastard! I’ll shoot you!
Let me go! I’ll go myself! A puppy!

This is it, comrades.
Calm down. Sit down.

Will you keep silent for long, Alla?

I want to go home.

Stop playing with me.
I’m not a boy for you.

I’m sick and tired of these
senseless drinking sprees!

It is the same every day!
Either a scandal or a fight!

You’ll kill each other soon! I’m tired!

What are you tired from?
From having tasty food and good drinks?

This is it. Enough!

‒ Let me go!
‒ Stop it, I tell you!

‒ Let me go!
‒ We’re staying!

Do you know what, Lenya?
Don’t date me anymore.

Don’t come to the theatre to me.
I don’t love you anymore.

Alla?

‒ Alla!
‒ Farewell!

The Headquarters of the Second
Aviation Squadron of the Luftwaffe

Accept my congratulations!

Your Box was like a real
Turkish janissary. Believe me,

when the Russian bombers started to
fall off the sky, it was impressive.

‒ Thank you. Good luck!
‒ I wish you the same!

Herr General? Are you
going back to your division?

Yes. Tell me, was it Schtaufel?
He is shining as if he had a birthday.

His “Box” worked. However,
even the best trick is just a trick.

What do you mean?

This is what I think. One may
only count on himself in the sky.

I absolutely agree with you.

Moscow

Well…

Who is there?

Oh, God, Leonid!

‒ This is for you.
‒ Has something happened?

Nothing happened. It’s just…

‒ Who is it so late?
‒ He has come to me.

‒ This is for you.
‒ Thank you. It’s time to sleep.

Couldn’t you wait until
the morning? Come on!

‒ Why wait?
‒ Did you quarrel?

Come in, sit down. What happened?
I can see it in your face.

Something did happen. Where is Alla?

Alla? She is tired.

I see.

You were at the reception again.
Alla is pregnant.

It’s not the best time to quarrel.

I suggest drinking brotherhood.

And be informal. We have
known each other for so long!

I don’t understand why we can’t
simply drink some champagne.

Of course, we may simply drink.
However, it will be a different thing.

Right. Why be so official?

We’re friends, after all.

Drink to the bottom of the glass.

This is enough.

Tell me… tell me what
happened between you and Alla.

No. We shall kiss now.
We can’t violate the ritual.

Stop it, Leonid! What are you doing?

Stop it. Let’s do it quickly!

What are you doing? Hands off!
God! What are you doing?

What a bastard! If this is what you
came for, get out of here! And I… I will…

What? Will you call your all-mighty patron?

What a bastard! Your friend Bestuzhev
is spilling his blood at the front

and you’re drinking champagne in
the rear and…

feel up women! Get out!

The “Roscha” Airdrome,
the 133rd Fighters’ Regiment

Go on.

Uncle Misha, won’t he break something?

He is by the plane all the time.
He climbed into the cabin again.

The commander gave his permission.
Maybe he’ll learn something.

It’s all in vain.

Wing flaps… Check how they
move from right to left.

Maybe he went mad because
of our Captain and will fly.

A plane is a complicated machine.

A trimer. Check how it
moves from right to left.

Love raises a human in the air. Of course
it does! Like in a song! It is normal.

‒ He won’t win the Captain.
‒ Stop talking! Go on working!

Check the destination indicator. Yes.

I beg your pardon.
Do you have a cigarette?

No. Sorry, brother.

"Have some champagne. Drink!

Don’t stand;
I can see that your leg hurts. "

Captain Leonid Shugayev.
I’m a pilot too.

‒ Anokhin Andrey. A navigator.
‒ Are you just out of the hospital?

Yes, Comrade Captain, from the hospital.
I came to visit my mother.

‒ Where are you fighting?
‒ In the Crimea, Comrade Captain.

How were you wounded?

By a Fokker. A Fokker knocked us down.

The plane fell into the sea.
I was the only one who survived.

It was my fifth flight.
The fifth! I swam with a broken leg

for three hours until
a fisherman found me.

Are you here on vacations after a wound?

Will you go back to your unit soon?

No. It’s a complicated case,
Comrade Navigator…

Hello, Bordeaux.
I’ve spent too much time here.

Good luck, Lieutenant.
Say hello to the sunny Crimea!

Lieutenant? Take this!

This is why I believe that the
commander of the 133rd Fighters’ Regiment

Lieutenant Colonel Bestuzhev
doesn’t justify our trust.

He threatened the fulfilment of
strategic tasks at this part of the front.

‒ Is that all, Comrade Maksimov?
‒ Yes, sir.

Thank you. I got you. We shall
always protect our people.

Especially now, on the eve
of a decisive offensive.

The fact that there are no
losses in Bestuzhev’s regiment…

I can see nothing bad in that. I praise
him! It means he is a good commander.

The fact that not the fighters
but their wards bear losses…

How may you explain it?

I think it’s a part of the Germans’ plan
that we still have to guess…

instead of looking for the guilty
among the commanders!

Comrades Officers, you may be free.
The meeting is over. You shall stay.

I think it’s an unforgivable
mistake to fire commanders

and to shuffle the positions
under the present circumstances.

It’s impossible to leave such
cases without a thorough inspection.

Don’t you think so?

An inspection is a good thing.
Check what you think fit.

However, I need exact
data of the reconnaissance

and hidden anti-aircraft
weapons emplacements!

We can’t pay for each pillbox
with a squadron of bombers!

Comrade Commander, how did the Germans
found out about the PEs’ itinerary?

What if the secret information
leaks out from the headquarters?

We can’t exclude such a possibility.
However, I don’t want to believe in it.

Well? Did they throw you
out into the street too?

Oh, bro, nobody needs us!

What? Sit! Sit! What?

Are you hungry?
I don’t have anything to give to you.

Just a sweet. Here you go.

Why don’t they like us? I’m not a coward.

I’ve never hidden from the Fascists.
I’ve never sat in the bushes.

However, it looks like
I’m sitting there now.

You know, it’s all bad. We shall stop it.

Shall we go? If nobody loves us,
we shall keep each other’s company.

Let’s go. Come to me!

Today is a great day!
It’s a birthday of Sergeant

Ruben Gamletovitch Mamukyan,
a pilot of the 133rd Aviation Regiment!

Let’s say hurray to him
thrice! Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

Hurray to Mamukyan!

Let me see it, girls!

What likeliness! Great!
It worked out well.

The likeness is great
indeed. Who drew him?

Sergeant Voytik. It turns out
that he is a good artist.

Very good!

I made him responsible
for the wall newspaper.

The idea with the wall
newspaper is great. You’re great!

I beg your pardon, Comrade
Commander. May I turn it on?

Do it!

‒ Comrade Commander of the Regiment?
‒ Yes, Political Supervisor?

I’d like to fly the plane.

I learn the manual on technical
maintenance from A to Z.

Good. What is the time of
the climb up to 5,000 m?

4,1 minutes. The permissible
weight is 2,655 kg.

So, you’ve learnt it. If you pass an exam
on flying maintenance of Yak-3 — we’ll see.

‒ Are you reall…
‒ We’ll see!

Go to the girls from the
medical unit, Captain.

They are sitting there like orphans.
Invite them to dance!

The ladies invite the gentlemen.

‒ Is it a white dance?
‒ Yes. I invite you.

‒ Any objections?
‒ No.

‒ The music stopped.
‒ It’s all right. The party isn’t over yet.

Will I have to invite you to dance
again? Or will you pluck up courage?

No. I’ll do it.

You sound desperate. However,
I’ll save you from this responsibility.

It’s time for me to go.
We left the baby alone, so I worry.

Are you brave enough to see me off?

I’m not a boy.

You aren’t, are you?

See me off, then, Comrade
Commander of the Regiment.

I studied at the Medical
Institute before the war.

To become a children’s doctor.

I was told that
this specialization isn’t for the front.

However, it came of useful.

I need to take the baby
to the Big Earth. Just…

We shall think of a name for her.

You shall choose it.
You’re her godfather, so to speak.

What about Yevgenia?

In your girlfriend’s honor? Right.

If you didn’t go to her grave,
this baby wouldn’t be born.

Yes, we’ll call her Zhenya.
It’s a beautiful name.

‒ Where are you going?
‒ I want to have a walk.

Zinovyeva is there with the baby…

Good. You promised to accompany me.

‒ To see you off.
‒ See me off, then.

Let’s sit down.

I’m afraid that
you’ll catch a cold. It’s cool here.

I have a man by my side.

Don’t be afraid.
I won’t eat you. Sit down.

It’s so good… as if there was no war.

You were right, Comrade
Lieutenant Colonel. It is cold.

Put your arm around me.

Ilyusha, kiss me!

I’m afraid that you’ll catch a cold.

I am sorry, Antonina, but I’m not
ready for such relations. I need time.

‒ Tonya.
‒ What?

‒ Call me Tonya.
‒ All right.

Tonya.

You’ll stay here for a bit
and recover. Life is difficult.

You don’t know what
will happen tomorrow.

Tomorrow everything will be good. If
God wants it, you’ll come to your senses.

We’ll treat you. You’ll be healthy,

beautiful and meet a good man.

He’ll become your husband.
You’ll be together.

You’ll live happily ever after.

Ilya…

What did you say? Say something more!

What did you say? Talk, talk, girl!

Ilya!

Oh, Lord! You were born
for the second time!

Attention, Roscha! I’m the First!
The square 1-12 is clear!

‒ It is here, Commander! It is here!
‒ I got you, Sasha.

Who did it to you, guys? Sasha, let’s
do another circle from the left side.

I got you. OK.

Let’s go back.

Don’t shoot!

End of Episode Four