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ZHUKOV

Part 7

Where did you take me? I've never been here.

Just look at this beautiful place.

Why I wouldn't I take a charming woman for a ride?

Shall we?

I know you want to tell me something. Why are you silent?

You kept silent in the car, too.

Lida, these days, we don't speak in cars

and at homes. These are the times.

Beautiful, isn't it? Right? Tell me.

I love Moscow.

- Do you love Moscow? - I don't know. I don't care.

I lived in many places.

Did you know that Georgy has lived in Moscow since he was seven?

- I didn't know that. - Right...

He learnt furriery from my father. Our fathers were siblings.

There were several boys studying with my father.

And my old man was tough! He was a hard hitter.

He kicked the crap out of us all, especially of me.

And Zhora kept defending us.

- Yes, he's everyone's defender. - Right.

And then he was a seller in a shop. A good one!

He could've been a great merchant.

And a great furrier, too.

Well…

He became a leader among us, boys.

- Hey, lady! Make way! - Come on.

And he started making a lot of money.

Just in one year, he started sending money to his parents that lived in the village.

- Helping them! He's got a talent! - Hey, why are you painting this picture?

He's having a hard time now. Why don't you want to go there?

I think it is not quite your business.

My cousin' business is my business, and how.

Oh my god! I am so tired of you all.

That one came to offer me money,

the other one came begging to go out of her way.

And he calls, asking to come.

- I am not your toy! - Wait! Who? Shura? When did she come?

She didn't just come. She came to threaten me.

And she begged. And she showed me the pictures of her daughters.

I can't do it anymore! I can't! I am a woman after all!

And maybe I love him.

I loved him. Now it's over, dead.

That's it.

He had the second heart attack.

When he was with me, he had no heart attacks.

Nor the first neither the second. And it was at the war.

In Odessa, I gave him all the injections he needed.

I kept him on a diet. He can't eat salty and spicy.

With me, he drank in moderation. And this wife of his,

she throws him five scandals a week.

It's such a shame! I am fed up with you all!

- That's what's going on then? - That's right!

Yes, look at me! That's me, a fair-spoken lady!

That's over, I'm telling you! I am not going.

Why are you looking at me?

I told him back then,

"I am not going to share the bed with your wife!"

I am not going to him!

But he's in Sverdlovsk for two years.

- And time is a healer. - It's not a healer. It's a teacher.

I've got myself a job. I can't do that. I'm busy.

I am not going anywhere.

- And what if I am dating someone? - Come on! You are not.

What makes you think so? Is there something wrong with me?

Am I ugly?

Aren't you and your brother too arrogant?

I only wish you good.

Lida, you have to go there.

Sending his brother like that!

They called me over. And they said to me plain and clear,

"Zhukov is away, and we are everywhere.

If you come to him to Sverdlovsk, we'll deprive you of the Moscow apartment.

Say, I come to Sverdlovsk, and then his wife comes.

What then? They'd sign me out in Moscow

and I'd sleep at a train station?

Georgy Konstantinovich called me and asked me to talk to you.

Dievna now stays in Moscow for a long time.

Her daughter enrolls to college. You'll have an apartment there...

Wait! Mikhail Mikhailovich, have some pity!

I'd be sitting in an empty apartment waiting for him all day long!

In a strange town!

I just can't!

Moreover, I made a promise to his wife! I gave her my word!

It makes me a home wrecker again!

- His heart attack was serious? - Not really, thanks God.

They said, it was a micro-infarct.

Lida!

Georgy Konstantinovich asked me to give you this.

Money?

I don't need it!

- I want nothing from him! - Wait.

Listen! That's not for you. That's for your mom.

You'll leave, and your mom will stay alone.

That's for her.

- How does he know about her? - I don't know. You told him on the phone?

- For your mom. - Well...

At last!

We've been waiting!

Hello!

Hello, Lidiya Vladimirovna! I am sorry for being late!

Let me help you.

Thank you!

That way! Please.

- Where is he? - Please.

Welcome! Let's go.

- Give me the keys. - The keys.

- And what about me? I'm the driver! - Join the guards.

Yes!

I can't live without you.

Lida...

What can I do about that?

- Zhukov's listening. - Zhora, I just thought...

We could come to you for a couple of weeks.

Erka's enrollment testing goes great. I think they'll take her.

- Why do you have to come? What for? - How do you mean, what for?

We just miss you. The girls haven't seen you in long time.

- Send an aircraft to pick us up… - What aircraft? Where'd I get it?

- I don't have one. - How come?

You've always had it and now you don't? Where is it gone?

Shura, back then the aircraft used to pick you up.

There were people onboard, from the military,

the mail. Nobody flies from Moscow now, so just stay there.

And then, it's only been a week since you left.

What came into your head?

- Besides, I have to work. - Your work can wait.

You have daughters, don't you?

And Elka made a surprise for you.

She learnt by heart the whole chapter from Evgeny Onegin .

They are on a summer vacation, Zhora! They miss you!

- They want to come to you. Huh? - You'll come with them in a month.

I have drills coming. Anyway...

- I am leaving Sverdlovsk for a week. - I see.

- You are not alone. - Don't start it all over again.

Do you sometimes think of anything else, or it's the only thing?

Okay, fine. I don't enjoy idle talk, I have things to do.

Don't you get it? I've traveled 200 kilometers today.

I manage the area that's four times bigger than France!

Okay. Don't insult me with your lies. And don't insult yourself.

And tell her not to swear by all kinds of things anymore.

- What are you saying? - Listen to what I'm saying.

And tell her that, word by word. See you in a month.

Bitch!

Bitch!

You bitch! I want you to die!

Oh God! What am I saying?

Oh my God!

God, please forgive me! Oh God!

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Buy me a ticket.

To Moscow.

- I am leaving. - Now you start. What's that?

Please sit.

I am going to the train station.

I am leaving anyway.

Sit down, I am telling you!

What's the big deal? She called me, that's all.

You hurt me.

For the first time.

It hurts a lot.

I'm gonna have bruise now.

Forgive me.

You are forgiven.

Forgive me.

I am sorry.

Georgy Konstantinovich!

We can't fix it.

Neither of us needs it.

It's alright. I am sorry.

That's it. Nothing happened.

Nothing at all.

What is it?

This was a foolish idea from the very start.

Stepping twice into the same river.

Let me go.

I am begging you.

I am begging you! Let me go.

Please!

Shit!

What is it? What did I tell you?

- You are unwell, Georgy Konstantinovich? - No. Why?

Alexandra Dievna called to say you had a heart attack. I came…

- She only thought so. - She called the hospital.

They are sending all their people here.

- Go. - Yes.

I am sorry. It's over.

I don't want it. I can't.

Wait.

You know, I didn't even quit my job.

I just took a vacation. I knew I'd be back soon.

- Something's broken. - I get it.

I miss you badly, Georgy.

But in this year, you know…

I started getting to know myself.

I am learning how to live without you. How to breathe.

- To work. To make new friends. - Are you dating someone?

No.

I can't.

I am sick.

I have an incurable disease. A chronic one.

It is called Zhukov.

What happened to him? Are you a doctor?

- I am. - Did you make an injection?

- We had no time for it. - Are you from the ambulance?

- How do you feel? - Almost.

- Where's the pain? - Everywhere.

Just a second.

Just a second, darling.

One second, honey.

That's my fault. I am an idiot, and I am sorry.

I am just afraid of you.

Just a second, my darling. All's gonna be fine now.

- I'll make an injection now. - Don't! There's no need.

It's a mistake.

- What mistake? Whose mistake? - Mine.

I don't understand.

Is it a joke?

He told you it was a mistake. The Marshal is fine.

You can go.

And who are you?

You are not with the ambulance? So where do you come from?

- I entered through the door. - Who are you?

May I just spare you the story?

Listen, I am Georgy Konstantinovich's physician.

- Enchanted. - I'm assigned by order.

What's going on here? I can ask for your ID.

You clearly lack imagination, Georgy Konstantinovich.

Third time a medical girl.

- You guessed right. - So here's been a guard mount.

Again, you guessed right.

Sit down, girls. Let's party.

Lida, let's drink.

For your arrival and your going away, all together.

Goodbye, Georgy.

Take care.

Goodbye.

I did something wrong.

Did I do something terrible?

No, it's okay. Let's drink, Galina Alexandrovna.

You know what we'll drink to?

For me finally staying alone. That's the main thing.

Figuring out what I want.

Well, of course I am not alone.

So young, so beautiful.

- Do you like me? - Very much.

I like you too. Let's drink to that.

No, really, I like you very, very much.

As a person and as a...

As a...

In Sverdlovsk,

neither Stalin nor his immediate circle were going to leave Zhukov unattended.

Almost everything he says at home, at the office and at the summer house

is heard out by the National Security agents.

The head of Security, Abakumov, constantly reports to Stalin

on the moods of the Marshal in exile.

But at a certain moment Zhukov and his closed ones realized:

Stalin is softening up his disgrace.

Though he does it gradually, almost invisibly for those unconcerned.

The first step was Zhukov's nomination to the deputy of the USSR Supreme Soviet

in March, 1950.

In a year, in the summer of 1951, the Marshal is unexpectedly sent to Poland

with a government delegation.

In Warsaw, Zhukov gives a speech which is published in Pravda newspaper.

This couldn't have happened unknown to Stalin.

It seemed that he wanted to remind some that he had this ace of trumps

ready to ravage western Europe again with fire and sword.

In a year the leader made one more favor.

Zhukov was again nominated to the Central Committee.

However all of this didn't happen yet.

For now, the Marshal doesn't even think about his near return to the big politics.

What kind of books do you like?

Different kinds, comrade Marshal.

- I like poetry. - What poetry?

Tvardovsky.

- Do you know them by heart? - Of course.

His poems are easy to memorize.

The crossing, the crossing.

The left bank, the right bank. Rough snow, edge of ice.

Memory for some, fame for some, dark water for the others.

- No trace nor sign. - At night, the first in their column,

breaking ice...

At night, the first in their column, breaking ice,

the first platoon went to pontoon.

They loaded, they shove off and off they went.

The second followed.

They got ready, they bent down, and there came the third.

Comrade Commander! You...

- You also know Tyorkin by heart? - Tyorkin .

I know Pushkin, too. That's my secret weapon.

What secret weapon?

Knowing poems by heart is a soldier' secret weapon.

The leaves are short.

One cannot waste time. If you want to...

To impress a girl, to catch her fancy, you have to master your weapon.

Do you remember how it goes?

And then the water stood like a pile

under a missile. The pontoons in a row.

It was mighty crowded with our bobbed boys.

Mom! What's wrong?

Nothing.

- Is Ella asleep? - She sleeps like a log.

How did your exams go?

- All A's. - That's my girl.

- I made it to the second year. - Congratulations.

It is so beautiful! Look!

Yes.

Beautiful.

I've passed the Urals so many times, and each time I think to myself,

"Dear God! How did you make this beauty?" I'd just look at it all night long.

Mom! Why are you upset?

- It's gonna be okay! We are together. - I feel it's the last time we go there.

- You wanted Elka to go to Sverdlovsk. - I did, and now I don't. You see?

Enough with switching schools. She has to enroll to college.

That's it. We've had our share of travel.

Where's our lake and the car? There?

Comrade Marshal!

It seems that you just can't navigate in the forest.

Teach me! I am really lost in the forest.

- Teach me. - It is so easy.

Look! I'll show you.

There is moss on any tree. On its northern side.

When we entered the forest, I noticed that the moss was on my left.

Now we just stand here and figure out that...

-...our lake and the car are there. - You are mistaken.

No, comrade Marshal.

I've been in the forest since I was five.

I grew up in a village, in taiga.

If you go to the forest recklessly, you just stay there.

- The lake and the car are there. - No. There.

- Let's bet? - Let's bet.

If you lose...

You kiss me.

- And if you lose? - I kiss you.

Well, you lose.

Wait.

I...

Wait. But…

What about that moss?

You forgot a very important detail. The moss loves moisture.

And the moisture is brought about the western wind.

Well now, fair's fair.

What kind of kiss?

On the lips?

Not on the cheek, of course. A cheek is no good.

I'll close my eyes.

Well?

What is it, comrade Marshal?

Your fingers are beautiful.

Galina Alexandrovna, let's agree. Comrade Marshal...

- Please never call me that. - And how shall I call you?

If front of the chief and your wife.

I am your doctor. There's subordination.

Georgy Konstantinovich.

Mom, I'm adult now so I want to ask you something.

Go ahead.

- Does dad have an affair? - Yes.

- So you asked. - I did.

- Is it serious? - What is serious?

For whom?

- Is their affair serious? - You don't care about your mother?

Mom, what are you saying? I never stop caring about you.

It's just that Elka keeps asking me questions

about this. We're big now, we want to know

- whether it is serious. - I think it is.

Are you happy?

Will he leave us?

- Why do we even go there? - Because that's what I always do.

I am always stand by your dad, by Zhukov.

He goes to the front, I go too.

He's getting ready to attack, I keep defense too. You see?

It's betrayal, mom!

Georgy Konstantinovich!

Georgy Konstantinovich, we've known each other for almost three years.

First time I saw you, I was a girl, a college graduate. I knew nothing.

I was... So stupid and so shy. You...

Please do not interrupt me or I'll say nothing.

I finished your treatment, you are fine, and everybody in the hospital sees...

They see that...

That you are alone now, that your family is in Moscow.

You think they don't talk to me? They do, and how.

Don't lose your moment!

'Cause you are such a person!

And the chief medical officer gave me proper briefing.

Two heart attacks.

The commander's health is sacred, keep that in mind.

Do you keep it?

And I think that it's all about us,

- Galina Alexandrovna. - Yes.

Yes, it's about us.

It's about me.

I like you, Georgy Konstantinovich.

I like you very, very much. Your sense of humor.

I never laughed more than in these two years. Really.

And the poetry...

But I am afraid of you, you see?

When I see you, I just trip out. I become an idiot. I...

With my patients, I can be very serious. Even smart.

They are afraid of me. Many of them are.

But with you, I quail.

You have to quail more often. It befits you.

Why are you blushing?

I always blush. That's my skin.

The blood vessels are at the surface.

Then you too, please…

Please don't call me Galina Alexandrovna, alright?

It's a deal, Galya.

Please…

Please understand, I...

I gotta get used to you somehow.

Or rather I gotta...

- I gotta stop fearing you. - It's quite a situation.

She's afraid of him, he's afraid of himself,

she's also afraid of the chief doctor,

and all of them are afraid of a heart attack.

No.

We have to put an end to this.

I love you, Georgy Konstantinovich! Do you understand?

I love you.

I am dizzy with love. I...

I can't live without you anymore.

Really, I...

It is very, very serious.

That's it.

I said it.

I finally said it.

Oh my God!

I am such a fool. I am sorry.

I am sorry, Georgy Konstantinovich.

I am sorry. I didn't want to.

We made many mistakes.

We can't say who's right

- and who's wrong. - Mom!

Listen! Maybe I'll say something stupid.

But let me talk to him, okay?

- To whom? - To dad. He loves me.

Oh my God! You are my little fool.

Of course he loves you. And Elka too.

And me.

But he loves other people as well.

He loves everybody.

You said you were big now.

Think about this. He lives alone, in a strange city.

You grew up, you have your own issues.

I don't live with him anymore, for a long time.

What can he do? Just think!

In other families, there are problems too.

- They solve them somehow. - Their problems are different.

This is Zhukov's family.

All the different problems turn into dust here!

Elka and me don't want them to turn into dust.

I am the only one who knows whom I've lived with for 30 years.

Sometimes I think, maybe he's not a human being?

How can a normal man handle this? He is so unique, you see?

Eight days and nights with no sleep. I saw it.

In Mongolia.

And then Telegin told me, 20 days and nights no sleep.

Stalin called him.

They couldn't wake him up for three days.

He was asleep.

- Is he some kind of machine? - Mom!

Tell me, why are you telling me this?

So you see that your dad is strong enough for one more family.

Or maybe more.

But we don't want to live without dad.

You won't. He's strong, he's smart.

He won't give up on what is his.

But we have to take care of him now.

Look what they did to him.

I don't know how he even survived.

I don't blame him.

I don't take offense.

I am my own offender.

I don't want to live!

It is so fast! Maybe we shouldn't?

- We'll crash. - I like riding like that.

Look at the mirror. What do you see?

Nothing.

- The road flies away. - Just like life.

And we need to go forward. Only forward.

Comrade Marshal...

...you are crazy.

That's my skin. I blush.

The blood vessels are at the surface.

That's her skin.

Half of the sky is covered by a shadow.

The shining wanders only at the west.

Hold on, hold on, an after-dark day.

Let the enchantment linger on.

You are too old for her, the Marshal of the USSR.

Watch out! You could turn your toes

accidentally.

He even has time for books.

- We visit a bookstore almost daily. - Indeed?

- Yes. - And what else keeps you busy?

We drive around the district day and night.

There are no roads.

There are garrisons where people live under very harsh conditions.

- I see. - With their families.

We are getting ready for upcoming all-arms training.

And meetings with the voters.

Isn't it too much for a man who just had a heart attack?

You should take care of the Marshal's health.

Alexandra Dievna, you know him. He's unstoppable.

There are times when we drive 300 kilometers in one day.

Sometimes he even takes the wheel.

He loves driving.

- He says, it relaxes him. - Go to your sister.

We haven't seen dad driving for a while, right?

But a doctor is always with us.

Who is she?

I am asking, who's is she, this doctor.

Well… Why she?

Who's she?

- Different doctors… - Really? That's even more exciting,

- right? - There's a schedule.

- A schedule? - By the order…

So they take a good care of him, right?

Yes. The District Hospital.

And who makes sure that he takes his medicines?

- It's all in the schedule. - Yes?

The treatments, the injections. At the hospital.

- Really? - If we can't make it to the hospital,

- a doctor comes home or to the office. - Sure.

Home is even better.

So, the Marshal reads books, drives the car,

and goes to the bookstores?

I see.

Please come in.

Well... It happened right here.

At 23:30, the representatives of the Ural Soviet

handed to security commander Ermakov

and the Extraordinary Commission commissar Yakov Yurovsky

the Executive Committee resolution and offered them

to commence execution immediately.

The royal family and their servants were taken downstairs

and put in two rows, with the royal family in the first

and the servants in the second.

Tsesarevich Alexei, the heir, sat on a chair.

Yurovsky rapidly read out the sentence and shot immediately.

The tsar asked him, "How come? I don't understand."

"Please read it again."

And then he fell forward. With the second and the third shots,

the tsar was killed on the spot.

They all kept shooting. The tsarina...

- ...managed to cross the kids... - Take her out.

You know...

The most amazing thing was that the kids didn't cry or beg.

The powder gas darkened the room.

Yurovsky cried, "Enough! I can't see a thing!"

- And then... - Who killed the children?

The heir?

Well…

Yurovsky claims it was him, and...

Ermakov says it is not true.

You could meet with comrade Ermakov yourself.

We have the addresses of other heroes of the revolution.

Many of them are still alive. We could arrange a meeting,

- comrade Marshal… - How are you? Get in.

- Thank you. I am busy. - Thanks.

- Goodbye! - You're busy but...

The history was made here. One should realize that.

It was made at the fronts of the Civil and Patriotiс wars.

Here, something else was made.

Would you like to see the mines in the forest?

We hosted visitors

from the Central Committee Geology Department.

Thanks! I have no time. I am going to the factory to meet with the voters.

- Have a nice day! - Good bye!

He is too busy for that. It is strange!

The concert is over. Thank you all!

- Thank you! - To the units.

Yes!

Unit commanders! Take your men to the units.

First troop, stand up! Second troop, stand up! Third troop!

Shtokolov!

Right flank!

- Yes! - March!

Well, Boris Timofeevich, we had a council and decided

- that you have to study. - But I do, comrade Marshal!

I dream of becoming an officer.

The army will survive without you but if you won't sing… Who knows?

Remember this, Shtokolov.

Each one should do what he does best. You can't bury your great gift.

It was great.

- Yurchenko! - Yes!

When are the exams held in the Sverdlovsk Music Academy?

- They are over. - Ask them for additional audition.

- I'll come there myself. - Yes!

- Don't fail me! - Thanks, comrade Marshal!

- Thanks a lot. - Good bye!

Thank you!

I'd like to wind up by saying

that if you send me to Moscow to the 19th Party Convention,

I promise to carry out all your commissions,

both on housing and employment conditions.

Hail the Ural proletarians!

Long live comrade Stalin!

And now for the surprise.

Comrades! A living legend wants to speak.

He bore on his shoulders all hardships of the revolution.

He made the history with his own hands. His didn't hesitate when the time came.

He destroyed the tsar gang and paved our way to freedom and happiness.

Let's give a warm welcome to comrade Ermakov!

I'll be brief, as if at the front.

With this very hand I shot the bloody tsar!

And these hands forged our great victory!

And if we bring them together,

then no fascist, no imperialist,

and none of their friends across the ocean would be any threat for us!

Give me your hand, comrade Zhukov!

I vote for you!

I am not going

to shake your hand.

Long live comrade Stalin! Long live our great Zhukov!

Hurray!