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What was your name? - Avo Eller.
You're still gentle. You move well, use it.
You must hit. Men are in masks.
There's a face under the mask. - Yes, a face, not a crystal vase.
When I'm patching your face, you'll ask why I didn't teach you to hit.
No, I won't.
HIT BACK
Starring Jüri Aarma.
Cast:
Screenwriters: Valentin Kuik, Igor Hutsijev.
Director: Valentin Kuik.
Camera operator: Arvo Iho Sound: Enn Säde.
With your right hand.
The right hand!
Who is this new boy?
Keep him at a distance! That's it.
Where did you find him? - He'll be a champion soon.
The right hand!
He's from Saaremaa. Recently from the army, trained there as well.
With your right hand, I said!
He'll be on the team in a year.
Push with your left hand.
That's it.
Don't stand there, punch the bag.
Good boy.
Well done. You can use your right hand, when you want.
Yes.
You'll start punching properly, we'll make sure of that.
At first, I don't have anything better to offer you.
You've decided everything for me. - So what?
Nothing. I came here to box, not crush faces or do business.
Aren't you a tough guy. - Yes, I am.
You're flying, got a lot of cash?
Earned in the forces, got used to it.
You'll be living in Tallinn, we'll get you registered. - Okay.
You'lle be working at the ski factory. - Okay.
You finished secondary school? - Yes.
In summer, you can join the institute, we'll help. - Okay.
Is that all you can say? - What for? Everything is right.
Now you're being too placid.
We'll pay for the trip. You'll stay at a hotel, everything's paid for.
I exchanged your food vouchers for money, it's easier for you.
What have you got here? - Books.
Show me your brow.
Not even girls will notice this.
Be careful with girls, don't invite them to your room.
Aren't they already waiting for me there? - Not yet.
So how are you feeling? - Like a squirrel in a wheel.
You want some nuts?
Which floor are you going to?
To the twentieth.
Did something happen? - No.
In the future, press this button when you need help.
Don't flinch, punch.
By a sea of mud, on a shore of muck
a tiny little pig would not believe its luck.
I haven't seen the girls of our class for a long time. I've seen the boys.
Kalle is studying history, Eero is a driver, Mart Laar is a builder.
Beautiful Anne got married, didn't wait for you. - Yes, I know.
Where are you right now? - Oh, I'm very high up.
When are you coming to visit? - When I can find your house myself.
Don't want to ask for directions, everyone's instructing me anyway.
You're still the same. - Yes, I am.
Very well, I'll look forward to it. - Good bye.
Thanks.
A juice, please. - How did you get in? We don't serve without a jacket.
Do you know that joke? You don't? Where have you lived?
Don't they teach you anything in Tartu? - No. - That's a shame.
Excuse me, do you have a light?
No, I don't smoke. You'd better not either, your teeth will grow yellow.
Must be the nerves.
Keep the distance. One, two, one, two! Go on.
Stop dozing. One, two, one, two.
That's it.
Well, how are you feeling?
The vase is ringing, yes? - It is, but it's not music.
Never mind. You'll rest up and punch like a hammer at the match.
Then we'll see whether you'll get an orchestra or a ticket to Saaremaa.
I wasn't born wearing a tie, so don't you play a missy to me.
You have all the cards: when you win, we'll talk about the future.
You understand?
Before a match, you need to rest, not ask yourself stupid questions.
Is your weight all good? - More or less.
Good. Go to sleep and think less.
Make sure you're there on time and ina good mood.
You're not competing in this mood.
Shut up. You hear me?
I'll send you in with music. Your ears will later be ringing anyway.
Are you focusing? You hit a man with a fist, not with psychology.
The harder you hit, the better.
You're even walking around. - How is it, Valera?
What are you staring at, haven't seen a man before?
Boxing is like life, the only way forward is over other men.
You eating nuts? Bon appetit.
With teeth this good, start boxing.
All right, tie them up.
Once you're famous, all the doors are open, all the girls are yours.
And then what? - Hold up your hands.
If this would hit the mark...
One, two, three,
four, five, six, seven, eight. Box!
Where's Avo Eller? - Haven't seen him.
Prepare calmly, with your own technique.
You watch the opponent and then make your technique pay off.
No chopping in vain.
Avo Eller, please quickly come to your coach.
Victory goes to Smirnov.
Victory goes to Sizhov.
Victory goes to Suvi.
Roodis and Eller to the ring.
In poor weather, we always yearn for warmth.
Yeah.
Excuse me, what time will you be leaving?
Where?
I don't know where. The room's paid for until today.
Oh, money? Just a moment. Please have a seat.
I only got a ticket for Monday, I'll have to pay you some more money.
You can't pay more money. Your room is booked from tomorrow.
What, then? I have to sleep somewhere. - I don't know.
Well, who does? - I don't know. I don't think even the concierge does.
But I'm paying. - Everyone pays. Nothing I can do.
It was all very nice.
Then I started thinking about it and I got scared for myself.
I don't know what to say. I only know sports through the telly.
But even without sports, I'm a strong and handsome man, aren't I?
Hey, let's have a drink to the future. - I mustn't.
No, thank you.
I think I left the tap on. Don't get up.
Yes, I'll be a father this summer.
Congratulations.
You have a beautiful wife, a beautiful home, and...
A wife, yes...
Please forgive me, but I've nowhere to put you.
I'm like a guest here myself. - I'll survive.
Hey, Jaan. - What?
Pour a drink. - Of course.
Just a little for me. - Well, you can have some.
Thanks.
A good drink's supposed to lift your spirits. Among other things.
To getting home.
Kaaver left these things at the hotel.
There's a letter for you. - From whom? - From Kaaver.
How did he know I'd come here?
I have a ticket home, I'm done with all this.
You can keep beating people up, Kaaver can go fuck himself.
I'm sorry.
I'm not going to leave. - What will you do?
We'll see.
This film has been made with the participation of Tallinn boxers.
The end.
Translated by Kati Metsaots Subtitles by Mardisupp OÜ
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