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Klyk! [Russian for 'fang']

Stupid, stupid dog...!

When Dad comes back you're gonna live with us.

But for now... Grandfather won't permit.

Little madcap!

Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me sinner.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Again, feeding this straydog?

It's gonna bite you to death some day.

It is Klyk, he won't bite. He's clever.

They've exterminated everything in the woods...

the plague dogs.

Soon... they're gonna eat us, too.

Forgive me, Lord.

You prayed today?

But Grandpa...

- Want to be pan-fried in hell?

Eh?

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

- Who brings me the bad marks?

- No one.

- Are you sure? - Yes, I'm sure.

Alright, go back home to Mom.

- Mommy, what the hell is it? - I ain't no Mommy to you.

- Anyuta! - You mean they have no grass and no hay over there?

How long shall I tolerate all this?

What's in the poke?

If they like to live alone in the taiga, let them!

But you won't supply them with food from my house. We have our own kids.

What are you staring? Ungear!

- So, let them starve over there? - So it means.

Grandpa!

- He did not come? - No.

- Yet, he promised that he'd come yesterday.

- Grandpa... Let me go hunting? You can't get anything at all.

- Watch where you're going.

Glashka (the goat) can be slaughtered for meat.

What are you staring? Come on, wicked, go fatten up!

Don't swear.

Come on... You should learn a new prayer.

You're gonna say office... for your late mother.

Let her rest for ever and ever...

while her soul groans.

- You say it yourself!

Breakfast's on the table!

Come on, have your meal.

- Daddy, when will Lyosha come? - None of your business.

We can decide without you.

Stop it. Sit down and eat at the table.

- So, will the old one and Lyoshka live with us?

- Dad and I decided that Dad would no longer go to Grandpa.

- And how are they going to survive the winter?

- Keep eating. Winter?

If he wants to live there alone in the woods, let him.

He's not a baby for us to drag him back here.

Grandpa, tell me, is it true that Daddy left me alone?

- Shut your eyes.

Get up.

Your father is a special agent. When your mother died...

he joined the forces. He is on a recon mission now.

He's the bravest one among them all.

They can't do it without him, no way.

- No way?

Come on, my dear. Come on.

- Where to? Where are you going...

so early?

- East Overshoe.

Giddap! Come on, move. Move, wicked!

Move, lazy!

Rifle! You forgot your rifle!

Whoa!

How much longer to watch your pathetic ass?

- Good day. - �h! Hello, the Armed Forces of Russia.

- Well, not that much armed indeed. Just a little. Right against the bad boys...

- Alexander Sergeyevich. - Yura.

- Yura? Turn off the engine.

...damned navigator!

- Yura? Are you from this place? - But why, don't I look like a local?

I am local. Ha-ha.

- Give me a map. He says he's local too.

I already spent half a day in the woods with him.

- Yura... we need to go to town.

- So what the hec are you doing here?

You had to pass there! To Grosnoye Forestry.

- Shall we drink a little as friends? - Do you really have one?

- Clearly I do. Let's sit?

- I had it too much... and we have no time yet.

Well...

Hey!

Good.

Now I would like to have a woman. - Ha-h�-h�.

How far is it still to town? - Well, Sergeich, it depends how fast you are!

- What do you need in town?

Well, in town...

Yuri Palych...

- Yuri Palych? Shall we drink one more?

Do you make this booze yourself? - I do. Myself... With God's help.

Well, Yuri Palych, I've been...

transferred from the Caucasus to Siberia here to your area.

It's all the same fucking booze both there...and here.

But with yours... it cannot be compared.

Right, clearly.

Close the fucking hood!

He shows me that he's busy all the time.

Greenass, he was taught well.

- Listen, why not to invite him?

We must be human, eh?

- Right, call him.

Hey sonny! Come on here.

Sit down and drink with us.

- I am not allowed. - Come on and drink...

You see this man invites you.

- Comrade Captain, permission to speak?

- Well?

- We gonna be late. You know him yourself, that Comrade Subcolonel, he's...

- Subcolonel...

Dirtbag, that's what he is!

All his life sitting in this hole.

That rat's sending me, veteran officer...

to bring him a whore from the town.

Rubbish.

Then Dad said: 'Well, I go into the recon!'

Because they were all afraid. But not him.

He was never afraid...

and he went in the vanguard,

while others drank vodka and were waiting for him to return.

Only Grandpa does not drink, because his God does not allow him.

When Dad returns, I'll tell him let Grandpa live alone, I'm sick of him.

Lyoshka!

Lyoshka!

Grandpa Ivan?

Are you all dead here, or what?

I've been knocking on the door...

Tell Lyoshka to bring Vesnukha to the yard, damn it.

I will.

Go.

Oops!

Enough I said!

Dish washing is what you do better.

That's it, we close.

Finish! We're closing!

You hear?

Closing.

Go home to sleep.

Got a problem?

Schmuck.

Hey, commander! You got fresh, or what?

Like you own the place? Fucking good?

- Zheleznjak, do we have more dough?

See here.

They are all around in every hole, bastards.

Even here.

No, Comrade Captain. Empty.

We're penniless... Not even for a whore.

Do not scream, soldier, we'll get a whore for free.

A cautious retreat now...

because these Muslims want to kill us.

I met a brave captain...

He survived...2 wars in Caucasus 3 times wounded...each time at the head. Ha-h�.

Diagnosed with... well, you know what.

...in short, he shouts sometimes.

But not out of malice.

We had too little snack with him, you know...

Here's your snack.... - �h...

I made some turnips.

Did you bring anything for us?

Next time I will bring...

Look, I... heard something about your son.

They say they saw him in town six months ago.

For 3 days he drank non-stop, and told that he'd signed for a war...

And then... he was gone.

Your Matvey will never return. Missing forever.

Not dead, just missing. So, we'll be waiting.

What's the use of waiting? No use at all.

Well... there's no access in winter. What are you gonna eat?

Look, I'm helping you as a relative... - Not you, Yuri Pavlovich.

God helps me.

With your hands... And you only are His tool.

Everything is His will.

�h�...

Maybe I'll cease to be His tool.

It's such a long way to you... And also Anna could be put at ease.

- I want you to talk with Anna.

Why don't you take Lyoshka away from here?

- We have the three of our own.

- Is it here? - The first floor right, Comrade Captain.

Operation starts in...

when I finish smoking.

- If you hear a noise ... you run to me, got it?

- Clear, Comrade Captain.

Look, now I'm no more Comrade Captain to you...

... but rather friend & brother.

You cover me, and I cover you.

Bring the Kalashnikov.

- Comrade Captain, local bandits are their protection.

- I'll screw them up... this protection.

Hop.

Seryozha, you? - I, who else.

Pray before bedtime, we'll talk tomorrow.

And be quiet there, uncle Jura is sleeping.

Lord have mercy on me. Have mercy on me.

Can't sleep. My belly's full of gases after your turnips.

Uncle Jura!

Hi, cossack. What the fuck?

- Why are you making noise at night?

Grandpa was looking for you everywhere.

I was at the headquarters.

- Uncle Jura, will you read me about the 'White Fang'? - But I did one hundred times before.

Lyoshka, sleep!

Grandpa Ivan, you are like in the Army, prayer and sleep...

let me exchange a couple of words with the child.

You, Yuri Pavlovich, will enforce your rules at home.

But here, I am the boss.

Stop it! Stop it!

I can't... any more.

Enough.

I go to see the girls... what if they're still awake.

Yes, Anjuta, I remember in my youth you were hotter...

Real fire you were.

So why didn't you marry me then... the real fire?

Thank God, I was clever enough... otherwise, another fucker might be here...

while I'd be ramming your ceiling with my horns, just like your Yuri does.

You're scum, Zachar.

I do not know exactly who is more of a scum among two of us!

I don't have a bunch of kids and no one to answer to.

I'll never come again... have no strength to behave like that.

- But you've pigged out, brother! - I'm more or less normal, Comrade Captain.

Natalie...

To the present ladies... To the hostess...

- Zheleznjak, fuck off. - Alright.

Natalie... drink brotherhood!

This is it... hussars arrived.

Enough! Enough! Enough...

Natalie?

- What shall we do, eh? - But why, Alexandr Sergeevich?

I need a girl. - Girl? I tell you they all have a free-chick action.

Serving to our protection. Thank God, I can rest.

- Am I eligible for a holiday? - You are, of course.

Zheleznjak, to normal.

Natalie?

- Private! Who lost the weapon? Extra duty twice.

- Yes, Sir, twice extra duty.

- Who are you? - Never mind.

- What, you ain't no good? - It all burns inside... and I'm dizzy.

- Where is the bathroom? - Down the hall, to the left.

You're nothing but the trouble-maker.

I can do it myself.

Stop it!

- Thanks. - Russians never leave their own at war.

- Well, cossack, will you come to live with me? - I will not, I'm waiting on my dad.

We can wait together, but rather in our village.

Back in Urman, we have people, food, kids, TV...Lyoshka!

You'll have whom to play with. - Your wife will be calling me names...

for your food. - No, Lyoshka, she will not.

She's good.

And we'll leave your dad a letter: we are waiting at Urman.

And he'll come there to join us. - Shall we take Klyk with us?

- Klyk? Yes, we can take him, too.

- Why the sun is blue with you? - I have not much of yellow.

I'm gonna be drawing much. - And what precisely?

- I'm drawing Grandpa's God, for him to see it better...

- Are you sure God is yellow? - Don't you know, he lights up.

I did not know. So, is it a deal, cossack?

I come for you tomorrow.

I don't drink milk.

- How did it all end the last night? - You showed your ex-wife, cried all the way.

- Was there anything between us two? - My turn never came.

- Permission? - Go ahead.

- May I drink?

What a "Healthy Life" team you are!

- Lyubka, what are you doing here? - Want some milk.

- Something I missed? Why aren't you at the Saturday free-chick party?

- I was working on Sunday, at the Gagik's. Is that true, Natalie? Screwed up full time.

- Did they make you a bruise? - Beasts.

- Lyuba? I must bring a girl for the commander... a good girl.

Give me.

He is an intelligent man, veteran officer. If he likes you, he'll hire you...as a cook.

- Do you cook? - Cut it, that's shucks.

What a cook? What are you talking about? What are you sitting here? Go to your room, I say.

�s for those Caucasian cattle... these wogs...we'll send them to Allah.

Agree?

Look... You're coming with us, and we'll send that stinking roadhouse in the air.

Everything's fair.

- You are hot, uncle... Shall I go really? - Don't even hesitate, young lady!

- Where do you want to go, chicken?

You want the whole company to fuck you at once?

Too little fun here? Captain, maybe you missed something?

Goods must be paid. - What? It's you who's missing something.

Now I'll show you some pinpoint bombing. I'll ruin this hut down...

Hold it, Comrade Captain! Comrade Captain, wait!

Moment...

There you go. I really do not have more.

My mother sent me.

- Let her return my passport! - Give it back to her!

You're finished... fool.

Whoa.

So we agreed, cossack?

You promised me your drawing. Come on, bring it to me! Run!

I'll be back tomorrow, at dawn... Hope you'll survive.

G�!

Whoa... They killed your son Matvey.

Stabbed him to death in a drunk fight. G�!

Action plan is as follows:

You burst into the cafe... remove the safety pin... shout "For Motherland"...

throw the grenade behind the bar, and run back out of the place if you want to live.

And what if there are people in there?

- What people? - Well... just people.

War is war, you know.

So what? Haven't you changed your mind? Come on!

We're gonna bust them, Allah Akbar!

- I have.

Well, it's up to you then.

Back home, private.

Behave modestly over there with those people.

Give them the meat saying: this is from Grandfather.

Never grab the food first at the table. - Uhu.

- Grandpa? Does my Dad know where Urman is? - He does.

You listen to me: never offend the girls over there.

And make prayer every day, as I taught you.

- Remember? - Aha.

You give this letter to Dad... so that he never thinks I've not waited for him.

Can you hear? Animal, it can feel everything.

Turn aside and stop.

Do it!

Stay inside, private.

- What the fuck are you doing? - Calm down.

What's up? - Well...

- Why are you pretending a virgin?

- Uncle Sasha? - I'll pay you well back in the camp.

Come on! Go go, my dear! Go faster!

You like it? Is it good?

Why are you silent? Say something...

Say, scum, don't be silent!

Hold it, bastard!

Well, come on, private... shoot out.

Come on.

Zheleznjak?

Shoot.

It might be for the better.

Go, go!!!

Fuck you!

- Come on! - �-�-�...

Take it away, it's not for the cattle.

Grandpa... will Glashka-the-goat meet Mom over there?

- Shut up.

I want to meet Mom very much.

- We all will meet soon.

Come in the house, and wait on uncle Yuri.

Did you eat our Glashka?

And don't turn your head away, aren't you ashamed?

Well, when Dad is back, he'll make you disciplined.

You'll know then how one's master dog should behave.

Daddy! Daddy! Uncle Yura!

Yura?

Yura...

What are you doing there?

- Strong hand? - I am.

- What is it at your hand? - For the luck.

- �h?

- Gann!

See, it is a real bit.

- You better look for the icons. - You go and see yourself, no icons here at all.

Gann! Here's an old clock...

- Will you have a look? - I'm coming.

- Good evening, old man. Can we have some tea?

We're cold like devils.

- I've got nothing to give you. - It's OK, nothing is fine.

We need just some warm place.

- Come on, table what we have with us. - �h�.

Oops.

Oho.

No drinking in my house.

Eh... what about some boiling water?

Lyoshka.

Get the kettle.

You old man... don't take us for the scums, really.

Any way, there's no use of anything in the village. All is gonna perish in taiga.

Is the boy yours?

- My son's. - �ll right.

- And where's your son? - Gone.

- �nd his mother? - No more mother.

- Died?

You see... this is life, little brother.

- Are you waiting on your dad? - �h�.

- That's right.

When waiting, he'll come back... That is for sure.

Here you are. Take it.

I am quitting smoking, that's why...

Well, old man, would you sell your icon to us?

Is it old enough?

- I don't sell it. - I understand you perfectly.

You need no money here. Then we can offer you food, just as much as you say, eh?

- I said no sell.

- It's over. - Well, over is fine to us, too.

Thank you for bread and salt.

- Old man, will you show us the right way, we lost our bearing.

- I will.

- Take back your food. - I wish you didn't say that, old man.

Silence, little bro.

- How can you live here alone like this? - With God's help.

- What happened with the boy's mother? - What's your concern?

- Grandpa! Grandpa! - �h!

You came after the candies? Well, you are smart, brother.

Come on, here it is. It's yours.

Here is some more.

Well?

Go.

We have here some adult's chat. Come on. Run, brother, run.

Grandpa, he stole your God.

- Give my icon back. - Alright... goodbye.

We can find the way ourselves.

My icon!

Hands off from Grandpa, you wicked!

You really set me up, little bro.

Your old man though a century old... almost strangled me.

Alright, don't be afraid. We are same with you.

I was fatherless, too.

Well... Goodbye.

Military tribunal is waiting for you, private.

Forgive him, uncle Sasha. What has he done?

If you like, I will do anything for you... anything you dream... and for free.

I've got an aunt in the village, I will get you some money from her.

Please, no tribunal, uncle Sasha!

You hear, Zheleznjak... she offers money for you.

Uncle Sasha! Dear! Please, no tribunal. I beg you! No military tribunal!

No tribunal!

- Alright, go to the barrack, repair your pants. - Yes, sir.

Serjozha!

Well?

Comrade Subcolonel... Daniloff has brought a whore.

May I?

Comrade Subcolonel, captain Daniloff is back to the unit.

Tolia.

Smoking a cigar, Alexandr Sergeevich, requires peace...

and special mood, and this is... my dear...

...an entire philosophy....

... meditative flight of spirit.

- Am I right, Anatoly Mihalych? - You must enter... that special mood.

Vladislav Nikolaevich, there were no prostitutes.

All of them were busy working their duty to the protection.

Well, I waited for a while... and went back empty.

- Report says you've brought a slut. - Hold it, Tolia, make no noise.

She's a village girl... my niece.

I'd like her to get some work in the kitchen.

Well you know... they are all jobless in the village.

- How come, Alexandr Sergeevich? You're an experienced veteran officer...

You were ordered to get... a girl of amoral behavior...

...and instead you've brought your niece.

Why haven't you brought your aunt then?

- Or goat? - Oh no, Tolia, this I can't.

What I say is bring me a slut...

a bad, perversed girl who could meet all my bad...

...but you've brought me your niece!

Ha-ha, is it normal, eh?

Shall we now be raising a regiment daughter here? - What a freak.

So, I will send her to the kitchen?

- Permission to leave? - Go.

Lord Jesus Christ, please save my Grandpa.

Lord Jesus Christ, please save my Grandpa.

Lord Jesus Christ, please save my Grandpa.

Lord Jesus Christ, please save my Grandpa.

Lyoshka!

Grandpa, are you alive?

You've been lying dead for two days.

Alive... still alive with God's grace.

Don't move please.

It is my God who helps you.

You don't bother Him on trifles.

- It's no trifle.

I promised Him a lot of things if He saves you.

- Grandpa... may I open the gate? Let it be open.

- Yes, you may.

Mom? Drink some hot tea at least.

We found nothing.

It's been raining cats and dogs for two days.

- How is she?

Hey you, boys!

Come on! Come on. Take this.

So listen.

That's what the guys are saying...

someone... alien is busting across the villages.

We went through and saw, everything was turned bottom up in the houses.

Looks like cons on the run, they may be looking for food.

They could have killed Yuri... Nobody else.

Anna.. Well, you better eat something. You shouldn't torture yourself like this.

For gasoline.

Klyk!

Klyk, Klyk!

Grandpa, don't shoot!

Grandpa, don't shoot! Don't shoot!

I wish you died first! I don't want to live with you ever, you wicked!

Lyoshka!

Lyoshka!

Lyoshka!

Mom.

Hi, Anna... Are you going somewhere?

Hold it!

I say where are you going? - To Monamour...

...to get the boy back. - That... son of Matvey? So it is!

- Back to yourself? - Yes.

- �nd the old man? - Yes, and him too. Damn him.

- Why alone? It's dangerous in taiga.

I've told you, there are cons on the run.

Wait, wait!

Wait a bit.

Just a couple of minutes. I'll be back in a second.

I'll come with you.

I come with you!

Get lost, wicked! Go! Go, creature!

Go away...

Cholera.

Are you alive?

What have you done, parasite? Forgive me, Lord.

Don't cry!

Wait... I'm coming back with a rope.

Wait.

Come on.

Hold on.

- I can't raise my arm!

- Come on, stick it!

�h! It hurts!

Everything hurts!

Hold it with all your strength, I say!

Well? Come on. Try again.

- Try to overcome it, sonny. - I ain't no sonny to you!

- Your dad's my son... You are his son... and mine, too.

- He left me.

I hate him. I hate you all!

- You can be proud of your dad.

He's a hero, a lot of medals he has.

Wait a bit.

I'm going to the main road.

I'll leave you some potato, and you only keep waiting for me.

Keep waiting for me, understand. Keep waiting.

Whoa!

Hungry? Where are your masters?

Do you think I'm here to play with you?

What are you howling, wicked? Nobody's dead yet and no one wants to.

He is stubborn. If he said he would be back... so he'll be.

Lord Jesus Christ and God's Son.

Don't leave us without your grace.

Save the innocent soul... growing fatherless and motherless.

Have mercy on him, Lord.

Over... mother will never see her son.

- Come on, unload! - That's what I am doing!

Step on it!

Come on!

Come on, come on.

Cut it!

It's over, we're stuck!

We're gonna die here for your loot.

- Keep pushing! - Are you fucking insane?

I said push it on, son of a bitch.

Here, here. Want some more?

No violence. No rudeness.

- Just to make sure she's no more shouting. - Wind it up.

We all... are intelligent people. We can settle everything without conflicts.

So that... everyone remains happy.

Easy!

We can agree on a free-will basis.

My aunt got ill... She asked me to get the niece back...

...to take care of her.

Watching us, bastard... Get out of here.

You think you're invincible, hero?

I am to decide here who screws whom.

Shall I turn it off?

Wait, Captain...

What are you doing?

What aunt? I know from your personal file you have no niece.

What's that you're doing? Because of a slut?

My aunt got ill.

You can take her.

Be ready for a transfer to another unit.

To fucking tundra.

Finish, Alexandr Sergeevich, no more violence.

Keep going for the Lord's sake.

No offense!

Gann, look!... A woman's coming!

That's what saved us. Lucky I took them.

Freeze where you are!

- What's up, mother? - I'm not mother to you.

Freeze!

Wicked, freeze!

Monamour...

- Sergei. - �h?

- What is he saying... like Monamour or what?

- It's the name of a village, Comrade Captain.

- There's a boy in the pit there. You know the way? - Yes, I know.

But how can we find him at night?

- You fucking idiot! I wish you all were sent to war to get to normal.

Stick it, OK?

- Daddy, do you love me really much?

- Very much, sonny.

Everything's normal, father...

...no losses in personnel or technique.