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PRESENT

This is a lens...

And if on this lens

there is either some hair or just a little pollen,

Then all is finished, the photographed man is gone, disappears.

Simply, that man disappears from history.

MARTINSH KALITA To Front Commander Wrangel:

MARTINSH KALITA "Proposal for the cease of resistance"

Given the evident futility to oppose resistance, stop fighting,

VIKTORIYA SOLOVYOVA which leads not only to bloodshed, but to a real slaughter of your troops.

MILOSH BIKOVICH We propose you the conclusion of the battle, and immediate surrender

of the ground troops, of the fleet

and of all military supplies that you have.

If our proposal is accepted,

The Military-Revolutionary Council of the South Front

based on the empowerment of the Leading Soviet Central Organs,

guarantees to all those who surrender, and to their commanders, too,

Writers: NIKITA MIKHALKOV, VLADIMIR MOISEENKO ALEKSANDR ADABASHIAN, the general amnesty for crimes and atrocities in this civil war.

Original Music: EDUARD ARTEMIEV All those who don't wish to remain or work in the Socialist Russia

may go abroad without any restriction,

if they assume their word of honor

not to continue fighting against Soviet Russia and the Soviet Government.

The Commander of the Southern Front, Mikhail Frunze.

Film Editing: SVETOLIK ZAJC We are waiting for a reply within 24 hours.

"We have nothing to transmit in reply"

The Commander of the South Russia Army

General-Lieutenant, Baron von Wrangel.

Second Unit Director -------- First Assistant Director STANISLAV POPOVICH -------- ZHANNA POLYAKOVA

Actors' Selection: LARISA SERGHEEVA

Executive Producers: ALEKSEI BALASHOV - SERGEY GUREVICH

Line Producers: YEKATERINA YAKOVLEVA - ALEKSANDR UTKIN

Producer: LEONID VERESCHAGHIN

General Producer: NIKITA MIKHALKOV

Southern Russia-November 1920

Based on the memoir writings of Ivan Alexeevich Bunin

Nobel laureate for literature-1933

SUNSTROKE A film by Nikita Mikhalkov

Translation: cinedebilul

- Number 597. - Slowly, slowly!

Get forward, get forward! Take up the gun!

Further on, further on, let's pass!

Come here!

Weapons hold above your head

Hands above!

Hands above!

The gun, keep the gun forward!

Move on!

Away!

Away! Make room!

Clear down the road!

Aside!

The next!

- The next! - I'm going...

Greyhound froze.

Yes.

Oh! May I ask you for a cigarette ?

Excuse-me.

Do you know what's the difference between an empty cigarette case and a full orphan ?

No? Do you know ?

An empty cigarette case lacks only the cigarettes.

But a full orphan lacks both the cigarettes and his "mummy".

Wasn't it too funny ?

When I was saying he has no cigarettes,

I meant he has no father.

And then... actually it's not funny at all.

Junker, what have you got in that trunk ?

It's not a trunk, it is a case.

I have a camera in it. Brand new, German.

Do you know, gentlemen? I have an idea.

But I won't tell it to you now... Maybe later.

- The next! - The next...

Oh, in vain ...

I struggled in vain... in vain.

Let him pass...

that bloody idiot!

The hell with him!

Now, he'll annoy the Comrade Commissioner,

and it will be worse for all of us.

What date is it today ?

November, 21th, 1920.

Sunday.

This time, on Sunday,

good people go to church.

No need to mention "Sunday".

- Is that all ? - The epaulettes!

- What ? - The epaulettes... take them off!

Anyway, it is no use for them now.

- What did you say ? - As for me, I don't care.

But it is not well. You've just signed a document

of submission and put and end

to any kind of fight against The Soviet Power.

From now on, you are a common citizen.

I don't care. But you and us neither drank champagne,

nor sat at the same table.

As a former officer I have the right to keep my uniform and the epaulettes.

As you wish, as you wish. You can not take them off.

But beyond ours, frankly speaking,

with those epaulettes you won't survive more than ten minutes.

Nobody has the right to take my uniform

or the military insignia. Maybe you also want to take this, too ?

What for? No need. I have one, too.

I have my own one.

Read!

"For acts of bravery and strength character, from General Selivanov ".

Selivanov! The great General Selivanov!

It's not written there that he was great.

Forgive me, but I...

Forgive me... but...

The next!

All the best!

How did all this happen?

The next!

Please...

And the glory of the officers'ash,

asks us to spread it on the graves

of the brave russian troops.

We will remember. Show me what you have in your suitcase.

- O-ho-ho! - Tobacco.

- A real treasure! - Do not touch it!

It's my deceased father's collection.

I don't smoke.

- But it is not forbidden. - Take your suitcase.

Fill in the investigation form. Your signature at the bottom, and don't forget the date.

- The date... - November, 21th, 1920.

Sunday.

- "Sunday" must not be mentioned. - Yes, yes... I know.

The document will be valid if I use "i" for "guardian"?

I mean without "i" at the end of the word, would it be better ?

The new spelling enters slowly into use.

Thank God!

When these cursed times get to an end, and they finally find this paper,

they will think that Lieutenant Guard Cavalry

of His Majesty regiment,

The baron...

Nikolai Alexandrovich Gulbi-Lewicki,

Lewicki... I don't know how to write it in Russian!

Shorter ?

- What should be shorter ? - Well... how do they call you ?

Ah! Well... Koka.

- Koka! - They used to call me so, when I was a kid.

- And the puppy ? - What puppy ?

- It's not your dog ? - Mine.

- And what's his name ? - Who ?

I know how they call you... Koka.

The dog.

- Sebr. - Sebr...

You may go.

- The next! - Come, Sebr.

Good afternoon! I filled in everything, and I put them separately here!

I have a camera... German.

From my grandfather.

It is an old one, obviously. Yet it's like a new one,

as my grandfather didn't use it at all. Have a little look at it.

You know... I've come up with something. I have an idea!

How did all this happen?

Come on! Next! Move!

How... How did it all happen?

What ?

No.

Nothing...

The signature and the date at the bottom.

Today is November, 21th,

1920. Sunday.

What date is it today ?

November, 21th, 1920.

"Sunday" should not be mentioned.

- Shouldn't it be written ? - You do not have to write it's Sunday.

Do you want to ask anything else ?

Do you want to ask me anything else ?

Yes...

No.

- May I go ? - Epaulettes... must take them off.

What ?

Ah yes, excuse me. I forgot. Please excuse me.

Thank you.

And yet...

How did all this happen ?

What ?

No... Not here...

When did it all start? Just that...

When ?

I... I just want to understand that.

I don't understand. Do you want to ask me anything ?

No, nothing...

May I go ?

Go!

How did it all start ?

Volga - July 1907 The Steamer "LETUCIY"

"THE NYMPH"

Give moorings!

RUSSIA Passengers Insurance

POVOLZHSKI - VOLGA REGION

Keep still, Petia!

- We cannot go to the quay. - Yes, but I want to the quay.

We cannot because the steamer is leaving!

- Understood ? - But I want to go to the pier to look at the locomotive!

Let's better feed the seagulls!

The gentleman has the number 3 Cabin.

- This way, your Highness! - Thank you.

Where are you? Tatiana ?

- Please... - Thank you!

A little bit to the left, and straight ahead!

Let's go to him!

What's wrong with you, Nadia ? He died long time ago.

I tell you, he didn't die. Let's go to him!

Well, we'll go... and then ?

My eyes do not deceive me. It's him!

Where did all these disappeared ?

Ah, here you are, Sir ?

And this craddle...

Well, it's better. And now ?

Now genlemen, we are already registered.

And waiting for the evacuation.

To Saratov!

Ah... it's very well in Saratov!

In the village, at our aunt in wilderness, to Saratov...

And if instead of sending you to Saratov, Mr. Pavlusov,

they will prepare a wooden box for you ?

Just look how many we are here, and how many they are.

We'll finish all of them in ten minutes. All of them!

Oh God! What's up with you, Captain ? What's up now ?

Why are you stirring the people ?

Don't you know, gentlemen, that all of us,

you too, Captain, we have all signed something ?

That anyone who does not want to work in the Socialist Russia,

has the opportunity to go abroad. To cross the border, that's what we want!

Let's emigrate!

And if, for instance, I don't want to cross the border ?

Simply, I don't want to.

Nor to work in a Russia like this one.

What if I want to sit somewhere in the wilderness ?

- What to do, there ? - A shit, what do you care ?

To live in the woods. And sit in a tree.

- Naked! - But with the epaulettes!

Gentlemen! Wait!

- Wait, gentlemen! They allowed me! - What did they allow you ?

Oh, gentlemen, I forgot to tell you. You see,

I was afraid of being taken for an idiot.

I have a camera. Completely new.

And I thought that we could take a general picture.

In which everbody will fit: they and us. Everyrone. Do you understand me ?

For who and for what ?

Just like that, Sir!

It's a wonderful idea.

Listen to me, in fact, doing that,

a general picture, we could call it:

The apotheosis...

of reconciliation.

Brilliant!

It is... brilliant.

Gentlemen, "The apotheosis of reconciliation", that would be the meaning of this picture.

Reconciliation? Or humiliation ?

Petia...

Petia, go away, you are bothering me.

Go! Bye!

What are you laughing at? It's nothing to laugh at.

- That's him! - No...

Garmanin!

Gentlemen, gentlemen... Oh, no! Not like that!

If you would... Anyway... It does not come out.

There's no room for all.

- And what about the picture? - What is it ?

Nothing doesn't come out at all, nothing comes out.

Maybe in an amphitheater...

I didn't know earlier what will happen.

If you knew earlier what will be, you weren't here, today to take pictures.

Excuse me, Sir, I don't know how to call you... "Comrade" ?

We are not comrades, and I have never been a gentleman.

You know our names, from the forms.

- And you, what's your name ? - Georgi Sergeyevitch.

And what degree, rank, or dignity, do you have, Georgi Sergeyevitch ?

What are you saying, maybe this is at the church! I have a position!

Commissioner of the Special Branch of the CEKA 6th Division at 4 RKKA.

Excuse me, what's the meaning of the four initials ?

RKKA means "Worker-Peasant Red Army"!

Chodun, where's the tea ?

It sounds strange, but it's nice when listening to them.

- Tell us, what will happen to all of us ? - Yes.

The problem of your evacuation will be decided at Simferopol.

Empowered by the Head Office are the comrades: B�la Kun and Ziemliacika.

Oh, the decisions are taken only by the ladies here. How nice!

B�la Kun is a man, he is Hungarian.

And Ziemliacika, is he also a Hungarian ?

Ziemliacika is Rozalia Samuelovna Saukind.

- So, he's not Hungarian ? - Is not a Hungarian, she is a woman.

Thank God! And who does this Ziemliacika belongs to ?

She's one of us! Rozalia Samuelovna Saukind.

Simply Ziemliacika, for all.

Did you understand ?

Excuse me.

Entangled are the ways of the Lord!

For the destiny of so many Russian officers there will be a Hungarian and a Jewess to decide.

Captain, do not confuse the hundreds of Russian officers with the "Black Hundred" organization!

Please, don't offend a woman whom you don't know.

Interesting, how did I offend her? She's not Countess Vyrubova!

It's one called Saukind!

Please, stop it, Captain.

And you, Captain, you shouldn't worry so much about your honor.

But what about all those agitators with red bands and ties who must be hanged at once?

Stop it, Captain!

I command you, Sir! I command you as a Colonel to stop!

Colonel!

And you, what the hell kind of a Colonel are you ?

Where are your epaulettes, Colonel ? Where are they? And he gives orders to me!

Mine, are still on my shoulders. I'm still wearing them.

"For bravery and strength of spirit from General Selivanov". And you... Who are you ?

And you, what kind of a Colonel are you ? You are a civil starling!

A future braggart from Saratov.

That's what you are, Colonel!

Not reconciliation... or reassurance.

Please forgive me, I did not want to disturb you.

I have come to take something I forgot here.

Ah... I was probably sitting in your wonderful place.

Tell Mom that if she wants to come back here,

I gladly offer her this place.

Mom is in her cabin. But I shall tell her, of course,

but what are her plans, I wouldn't like to lie to you, since I don't know them.

May I go ? I'm honored!

Hey!

I'm honored...

Oh!

- What is it ? - Gentlemen!

- What ? - That's ours!

Our commissioner! In the photo.

Who? Ziemliacika ?

Look what a select company she has got!

- Who's there ? - Take a look over here:

Alexandra Ismailovich...

- The aristocrat who made an attempt on General Kurlov's life. - Yes.

- This is Ziemliacika ? - No, this is Maria Spiridonova.

Yes Yes! She killed the Gendarmes Colonel.

And this is Rebeka Fialka, also a terrorist, isn't she ?

And this little girl with glasses, is our commissioner, Ziemliacika!

Put the rest...

All of them were sentenced to death, then commuted to life imprisonment!

And where was this photo taken ?

In the transit prison.

In the prison? Is it the place where the photo was taken ?

Instead of putting a red silk tie around their neck and take them to the guillotine ?

They invited them to take a photograph!

And what's wrong with that? Excuse me ?

What's wrong if you don't want to deprive people of life ?

- I don't understand... - Captain never understands anything.

I meant, it wasn't us who gave life to these women,

so why should they deprive them of life!

The well known liberal song! Well, well, well!

Why liberal? And what song ?

Do you remember the story of Lieutenant Schmidt?

- Who led the rebel ships ? - He broke his oath!

Yes! Right! 1905, Sevastopol, the "Oceakov" Cruiser!

Even so, gentlemen!

When he was sentenced, none of the Russian officers,

including myself, have not agreed to command execution!

But more than that, hundreds of Turkish officers wrote a petition to the Tzar

asking for an act of grace for Lt. Schmidt.

Likewise the British, French and Germans.

So what? Does it mean that, as the Captain says, they were all liberals ?

Haven't they eventually shot him ?

They shot him.

It has been found one... who shot him.

Lieutenant Stavrakin.

Yet Schmidt's colleague, of the same class, executed him!

Well, I want to tell you something more, Captain.

Anyone who has ordered me to hang those agitators,

I tell you that neither then, nor now,

knowing what had happened in the meantime,

I'd have not hung, or shot any of them.

Wait, Captain! I haven't said everything I want to say yet.

Now do you all understand why we are here, together, in this shit ?

Because as Stavrakin is, there are probably tens of them.

But like you, there are hundreds or thousands!

Why do you think you are so deep in this shit, Captain ?

Maybe you are in marmalade.

And if you are like Stavrakin, why are you here, with us ?

What do you try to demonstrate to me ?

If today, you'd have the opportunity to shoot Ziemliacika...

Wouldn't you order "Fire!" ?

Colonel! Do you think that you should care about

how your life will end ?

What shall we wait ?

What are you waiting for? A bullet in the head ?

In all this Hell ?

A little bit of courage, at least now, in the end.

Listen to me, gentlemen... That's not even funny!

Gentlemen! Gentlemen, hurray!

Gentlemen, hurray! Victory! I've found a place to take photos!

Come here!

We have just starting to worry.

Here! I've found the place!

Gentlemen, come here!

- Immediately! - Gentlemen, come here! Let me show you the place!

Cuckoo!

Ah, the gentleman is the officer who wants to offer me this place.

And you, madam, are the boy's mother ?

Excuse me? If I am the mother ? No one believes me.

And, you probably, don't believe me too. Yes... I am his mother.

Unfortunately, as the gentlemen has thaught,

not only the boy's, but the girl's too.

You know, sometimes I'm talking about myself,

as about a young mother, but an old idealistic.

Naturally, I am happy, but...

But I think the little boy didn't understand well.

He left in a hurry with a lady...

Ah, excuse me, please, madam. That must probably be yours.

Oh yes, indeed.

She looks rather like his mother. No, that's not mine ...

She's just a housewife, a companion.

She likes children very much. she misses them.

I, on the contrary, I'm simply tired of them.

- You have a boy indeed... - It's so crazy!

I can not look after him all the time.

I would bind him with the chain of his harmonica to be sure not to lose him.

And do you know what he came up with recently? Instead of calling me "mom",

He began calling me Tanyusha.

- So, your name, madam, is Tatyana. - Quietly, quietly.

Just simply, only Tanya.

It's very difficult to say the name after his father...

Dermidontovna... it's difficult, isn't it ?

My husband is a foreigner, and it is difficult to pronounce the name.

So, for everybody I am...

Tatyana, Tatyana.

What ?

- What has happened ? - Right away!

Please, sit down. Sit, sit, sit.

- What ? - It is from the seagulls.

- Hey... - No! Don't touch!

That's a very good sign! Today everything will go well.

When, you know, a bird... on you, that's good. It's an old Russian faith.

God, today you will be happy. I'll clean up at once, and it will be fine.

- Just simply... - It's fine.

All right.

Excuse-me...

We had a small incident.

- And the kids ? - The children are in the salon, don't worry.

- That's good. - Please, allow me...

- Wait a little... - Thank you.

No, no, no... Please, sit down, and I...

Please, excuse me, the lady from number nine cabin

has borrowed the binoculars from the assistant captain.

- ... and left it here. - Here you are, take it! And this, too.

I humbly ask you to forgive me. But it was my duty, you know ?

- Listen to me... - Tatyana!

This is my husband, the foreigner.

I was... looking for you all day long!

I wandered around all the decks.

You know? I've had enough of it!

Wait a little, dove!

- Are you speaking to me ? - The lady with the binoculars is from cabin nine?

- Yes, number nine. - Thanks. You may go!

- I have the honor! - Thank you.

Number 9...

Here is the amphitheater! Do you understand ?

Here, we'll all fit.

And it's very picturesque! And gentlemen, we all fit!

- So, gentlemen, please... - Junker!

A photo as a souvenir ...

As a souvenir for who ?

I don't even have a place to hang it,

Or whom to send it to.

Well, Junker, let's sit down!

As a memory of...

Please, set up, so that everyone fits.

What about they ?

Don't they want to join us ?

Well, yes, Georgi Sergeyevitch allowed them, but they have other things to do.

So what ? In the end, we can have a picture by alone!

Thank you! Thanks...

Gentlemen, sit down! I have to see all those seated further back.

Yes! Yes! Thank you!

Yes, it's fine. Please come here.

Gentlemen, gentlemen! Take a heroic attitude, do you understand me ?

Your appearance must be... Do you understand ?

Look, like myself.

Or, if you sit down...

Well done, gentlemen. Thank you!

And when I look through the camera...

Get ready!

If you move, you'll disappear from history.

Everyone, look to the lens!

And you, what about you ?

Gentlemen? What's happening ?

Just now, we're taking a photo. I've already arranged all of them.

Georgi Sergeyevitch, you allowed us, didn't you ?

Quiet!

What's going on here ?

Aren't you ashamed ?

Answer to the Commmander of the Political Department of the Army!

Aren't you ashamed ?

How dare you ?

You, who signed the capitulation,

With cut epaulettes!

You take a picture as if you are some winners?

Where are your weapons ?

Did you throw them away behind the abandoned positions.

Where's your officer's honor ?

Your military pride with which you praise at every step ?

You should have brought here, with you

your regiment insignia and as many flags as you could!

Please, take your photo!

And we'll get the taken pictures

to publish them in all the newspapers.

And we'll post detailed explanations to serve as a document.

The brave soldiers posing after losing the war!

Is this what you need ?

Please!

- May we ? - They said we may.

Gentlemen, get ready!

Gentlemen...

Gentlemen, wait. They allowed us.

I thought, that's just a photo, nothing dangerous.

They have nowhere to flee, and for what.

As far as they are caught in the street they are hanged at once. Am I wrong?

But that's not the point.

I simply could not bear this rudness.

They had to be somewhat humiliated!

What a diabolical character. Diabolical! What ?

Go-des!

Did you hear ? No, she is not "go-des"!

If you stil like words like this, It is "Godess"!

"Aunt Rosa" told us very well.

As if she threw some swill right in our face.

And what have we done ?

We only wanted to take a photo.

After all, they also took a photo in prison.

Only that there was no one to tell them what she told us.

Lizenka...

"The hare's runing through the mud"

"The hare's looking for a job..."

Ex-pro-pri-a-tion in Tiflis...

Tiflis... What's that ?

- It is a town. - A town ?

- Yes... - And what does mean "expropriation" ?

It's when you have something...

And then someone takes it.

Va-si-li-ev-ska-ia...

Olenka, read the advertisement. On the last page. See what it says.

Nanny... for a little girl...

Looking for... a... chef

A chef.

"Twoth"...

No...

"Twoth"... buying.

"Twoth"... What means "Twoth" ?

Show me!

Teeth!

"Twoth"!

It's not about the number "two", is the letter "Z"!

"And she was all full of mud, But some work she hasn't found"

Petia, stop swinging so much.

- Hey! - Petia! Petia!

Where did it fly ?

Excuse me, please.

This way! Come on!

You go, I'll wait.

-Come with me! -No! I won't be mocked!

Excuse me...

"Today, a great illusionism representation on the ship".

Excuse me!

Petia!

- Excuse me! - Thank you.

And I... I'm looking for you everywhere.

Again... new acquaintances ? I have a pocket full of business cards.

Mother, have you seen... ?

Look... Ah, how beautiful it is here!

So, look! That's him!

If not, I'll give you my earrings.

But I don't like them.

Then, I'll better tap this book on your head.

But if it's him, you'll eat the book!

- Good afternoon! - Good afternoon.

Please, excuse me, Sir, Are you a writer ?

Yes, indeed, I'm a writer.

Then we kindly ask you to write something here, in the album.

For Vera and Nadejda... something about love!

- Thank you so much. - You're welcome.

Ah... but aren't you Mr. Cekhov ?

I'm not Cekhov.

- But... aren't you a writer ? - Well, yes, I am a writer.

And what is your name ?

Trigorin.

Um...

Excuse us! Thank you.

I told you...

Amazing...

In nature, enchanting butterflies

come up from plump larvae...

Why is it quite the opposite with women ?

Where to ?

Lieutenant!

Just passing by...

Father, let me...!

I've got it!

I've got it! Have you seen ?

I've got it. Please!

- You're just my hero! - I'm honored!

- Come on, come on! - Yes, Yes.

Give them here...

Stop me!

Gentlemen!

Wait, gentlemen!

Wait, gentlemen!

Give them to me, please!

I was once a champion! I know how to skate!

Very well, Georgi Sergeyevitch.

Let them take off all heroic decorations,

and then, let them take photos!

It's a good idea.

It has happened the same, to our people, common people, when they were naked, you know...

- So it was, indeed. - That's how it was.

Thank you.

All the best!

Thank you.

I'd like to ask you something, comrade Ziemliacika. Do you allow me ?

- I have a problem, it's very important. - O!

They say that our ideas,

many of them in fact, come from Christian taughts.

Equality, fraternity...

Is it a misconception ?

A very sad mistake!

And very harmful, comrade Giorgi.

Comrade Lenin teaches us that religion is opium.

- Opium! - What opium ?

It's not for the first time I hear it! They are cunning tactics.

Let's not fight. Let's make offerings,

Garlands with white roses for Jesus Christ, who will come.

And that, for hundreds of years!

For ages! They ordered us to to bend our back!

So that to be good for them, here and now.

And what about us ? We were promised rewards.

Beyond and after. In Heavens!

And we don't want "beyond and after"!

We want now and here! And will get it!

Diabolical character!

I'm agitated again. I want to be calm, but I cannot in such a discussion.

- Even in the party they called me "The Demon". - The Demon!

Go-des... Godess, Godess...

Comrade Kun.

If you don't know Russian, you'd better speak your language, or...

Or shut up for good.

- The same story... - Hmm ?

What's up with you ?

I found...

"Greetings from Yalta" An amulet...

Greetings from Yalta...

I also had one like it in my childhood.

Now my son has one,

With a thin cord ...

It probably belonged to a new born baby.

Where has it all gone ?

Does he live any longer ?

Where is it now ?

And what for ?

Why all these?

- Do you speak French ? - Yes.

What for ?

What have we read all these for, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky,

Montaigne in the original...

What for ?

Together, all... here ?

Why ?

That... that is the question.

What's the use of it ?

Farewell, amulet...

5, 6, 7, 8...

19, 20, 21, 22...

Have you seen? The first place!

38, 39.

46, 47...

56, 57...

71, 72... 80

... 89

... 90

Number 9...

Number 9...

Please do allow me, Madame, to bring you back to a picture of a world in color.

I said to allow me, Madame, to bring you back to the image...

of a world...

"To my darling, not to miss the sunny sands from Taurida"

"Yours loving and abiding..."

Tobacco...

Tanyusha... Tatyana!

Oh!... Oh and as a store you have nothing

How much do I have in store ?

- 20... - And... how much do I have ?

- Artist! - Perfectly!

- 21 in stock... - And maybe another one is coming.

- You're right, Junker. - It could almost get in.

- Thank you. - Mister, you have only one in stock.

- I'm leaving. - How many do I have ?

25, and nothing to spare.

You can end the game.

Look gentlemen, how naive or maybe foolish...

- 5! - 30, without the store.

Our teachers were French. The chefs were Italian.

The Germans were bricklayers and the British were mechanics.

- Sir, you'll remain with only 25. - In vain... in vain.

- How many do I still have ? - You have 33 in stock.

How comes ?

And we... what can we do, gentlemen ?

Just dig for ore, cut and send them our forest...

And they... What do they give us in return ? A few machines and some furniture...

And we... we're looking eagerly for them.

You've wasted all your stock!

But we gentlemen, can we make anything with our own hands ?

You've burnt!

- Maybe we have a different mission, an intellectual one. - That's it!

Allow me gentlemen, allow me.

I totally agree with Junker...

Russia has Tolstoy and Gogol,

Dostoevsky, Cekhov...

Lermontov!

Tchaikovsky!

But Colonel, I just wanted to say

that what we make with our own hands is of a poor quality.

And you, you don't want to use your hands for this kind of things.

But to others... It is not so, gentlemen ?

And what's the difference ?

You have one to spare and you remain with 25.

- But where's the Captain ? - What ?

Just so, where's the Captain ?

� "Who can face my Matilda ?"

� "Flashing sparks from her brighting eyes"

� "Shining like stars in the autumn night sky"

� "She's full of all that delectable passion"

� "Whatever I'd do to get rid of her spell it's all in vain "

� "With her, everything freezes and burns just like the wine in the glass".

Bravo!

Well! Well! Enough!

- Bravo! - Quiet! Quiet, gentlemen!

We play, don't we ?

� "Because our life..."

� "Because our life..."

� "It's nothing but a simple game!"

Please lady, take this object!

And, please, let the lady go to the stage!

Please!

Please! Please...

Splendid.

Applause for the charming lady!

Wonderful, wonderful!

Thank you.

I understand, please gentlemen, I understand everything...

Do you expect some "Hocus-Pocus" from me ?

And only "Hocus-Pocus"!

My God, My God...

How little you need...

Please, excuse me.

No, no... just a moment!

Where did you get that from ?

Superb!

- Bravo! - Attention!

Put out, put out, put out the fire!

Shall I put it out with the fan ?

Superb!

Butterflies!

Charming...

Fairy-like...

Enchanting!

- Thank you. - Please do not leave. Stay on!

We would need an observer.

And not just an observer, but also someone to control.

So that everything will be much more serious.

Let me ask you...

Does anyone of you have.

Un object, a rare one...

To measure time ?

There it is! There it is! I have!

- Me too! We all have! - I have a watch.

I was the first!

So... here it is. Splendid! Very nice.

Lieutenant...

Please do allow me.

Please do allow me, if the watch works well. It's very important.

Yes, it works.

We almost missed such a charming officer.

So then... Great, great! Thank you.

Thank you!

Ladies and Gentlemen, you're going to see a number which is called...

Destruction...

And reconstruction.

But first, ladies and gentlemen,

I shall entirely destroy this object.

Don't worry, don't worry.

And then as long as twinkling of an eye, uttering the magic words...

Babylonia-Zarathustra,

It will come to the initial state.

Please, keep on your attention and concentration.

Thus!

- Well! - Father...

What do you think, gentlemen ?

That I proved to you what nimble and skillful hands I have ?

No, ladies and gentlemen, no!

Look at pure truth...

The truest...

Magic!

Bravo! Bravo!

Please, Sir, your watch.

Yes, yours. Then I'll explain everything to you.

I can not believe my eyes.

It is not possible! Please show me your hands.

Even in your hands. For God's sake, don't say anything.

Bravo!

The watch has been completely rebuilt.

Bravo!

Bent yourself!

What else have I done ?

What have I done wrong ?

You haven't pressed the button!

You, idiot!

You, fool!

Why have I pushed forward ? What for?

And all these in front of her!

� Ah! Respond to me...

� To my tenderness!

� Fill me...

� Fill me with ecstasy!

� Respond to my tenderness

� Respond to my tenderness

� Ah... Fill me...

� Fill me with ecstasy!

Where has it all disappeared ?

And has it been all true ?

The Captain worries me.

- Where has he gone? - Has he gone anywhere?

Well, but where ? Where could he go from here ?

Maybe they have arrested him ?

Maybe someone heard him when he told us about rebellion or weapons ?

Could he be reported ?

This is not a denounce.

Gentlemen, one like him wasn't thinking.

One like him might lead all of us to perdition.

And for one madman like him, we all would have perished.

All of us, who have already made this choice.

One can not say that he was stupid, but illogical and provocative.

In the end, all of us,

frankly speaking, accepted to submit to the new leaders.

We have laid down our arms, with good intentions.

Just a moment, Colonel.

Who of us here, has honestly surrendered to the new power ?

Have we signed something like that ?

We admitted our defeat, yes!

But have we really honestly surrendered to the new power ?

And you, haven't you surrendered ?

So, it was you who has denounced him.

I repeat, this wasn't a denunciation.

Yes, I... I advised Georgi Sergeyevitch...

Otherwise, he's a pleasant man.

So that, they isolated the captain for a while.

They'll send him back later.

That would be all. Have a quiet night, gentlemen.

How did all these happen ?

- Have you still got any raisins ? - No. There are no raisins now.

Thank you.

What ?

- Do you want a newspaper ? - You can choose one? No!

- Get ready leaving! - Wait! I must get off!

Let me pass! Allow me!

The ship is leaving! Where do you want to go?

- It is not possible, Sir! - Wait!

I must get off! I must!

Stop!

I cannot let you pass! Are you crazy ?

It is forbidden!

Shut up!

Your Highness! It's not possible!

Shut up! Left about ! March!

I'll get into jail for this. Where are you going ?

Where are you going ? Where ?

What are you telling me ? They're still green.

But they're suited for cooking.

Excuse me...

Why are you here? What are you doing here ?

My God! Do you want me lead me to perdition?

My God! Why Lord ?

I know... I understand why such a thoughtlessness, but it cannot be this way.

God... I understand, I also like you,

But not now... not here...

I'll meet you somewhere... I swear! But my husband is here!

Hey! Come back!

Hey! "Letuciy"!

Come back! I've mistaken the towns.

Take me, too!

Come back!

Listen to me, I didn't want to offend you.

Tanya! Come on!

Ah! My sweet hubby!

- Get in. - Mom, what's wrong ?

Mom, what has happened ?

Please, I beg you! People are watching us and the children.

Turn the ship back!

Dologovo...

Dologovo ?

"Letuciy"!

"Letuciy"!

"Letuciy"!

"Letuciy"! Here I am!

Why have you got down here, lieutenant ?

Shut up! Left about! March!

Yes! Exactly!

Lizenka...

The vodka... is strong.

Hey you over there!

- Right now, right now! - Are you sleeping there ?

- Immediately! Right away. - It's time for you to ring the bell!

Yes!

Sir, you are invited!

- Where ? - At the restaurant.

By whom? A lady?

We are forbidden to speak.

I have the honour.

Duck with ravioli and mushrooms, for the gentlemen,

And venison with lingonberry sauce.

- Ah... you are... - Here, please!

I see, I see.

Please take it.

- No, keep it. - No!

Nein, nein! Nicht, nicht!

Please! Sit down!

Then why did you invite me, sir?

- May I attend you, gentlemen ? - We can manage ourselves. You may leave.

- I am listening to you, Sir. - Please...

Salmon, caviar...

Please, help yourself, Sir.

You were resonable!

Please, make yourself at home! You are my savior!

Lubrication mechanism has not worked well,

and all the lubricant was burned. Cheers!

Someone else in your place, and in this country,

who knows what he would have done ?

I don't even want to imagine.

But you had the kindness,

and the understanding of the Europeans manners!

And finally, much wisdom.

What wisdom ? What are you talking about? What wisdom ?

A stupid, an idiot and a fanfaron.

- Stop it, Sir. Please. - An arrogant fool.

Yes... yes, a man has in his hand a piece of gold.

And what else would he need ?

And suddenly the sunshine turns it,

in an instant, into a worthless foil.

Just like that!

Delusions and a thin gold foil!

Our whole life in Russia is a delusion,

and a poor and thin gold foil without value.

Even Gogol noted that very well.

But I see that you, gentleman, are very hungry.

During the stopover, I haven't eaten anything.

Listen to me...

With your wisdom and talent...

- What are you doing here ? - I do not understand.

What are you doing here ?

I don't mean here, on the steamer, just so, generally speaking.

Do you know where you should belong to ?

Abroad! Have been? Haven't you been ?

Right away, let's eat.

Let's eat, and then we'll clarify everything.

Look here!

This piece represents a capital!

And this is an individual.

Do you understand ?

Marx, have you heard about Marx ? Marx...

No? Impossible! Haven't you heard?

Everyone knows him, and you don't... I also once did not know him!

- Do you know German? - German? A little...

Well, never mind. I will tell you in Russian.

According to Marx, the capital revolves around the individual.

How's that ?

Have you really never been abroad ?

Don't you know Paris ?

Don't you know Vienna ?

Vienna... The Viennese chic!

Listen to me... I forgot to tell you something.

Sometimes, the cap of the watch stays blocked.

If so, you must knock softly, and it opens itself.

I myself chose the tune.

I live according to the principle

as depending as much as I can on myself.

At us in a restaurant here, it's a natural way to draw someone's attention.

If you spit in the soup, the waiter gets mad.

You're driving him crazy. But across the border,

whatever you say to the waiter, he just smiles.

- It is about the culture of speaking and behaviour! - And he doesn't spit in the soup?

In the kitchen!

You don't even realize, and you leave satisfied.

And happy! Well but...

But when I'm thinking...

I become fill with sadness for our Mother Russia.

Let's drink!

And the way she was singing!

Who ?

What do you mean, who ?

Look who...

The singer!

- What singer ? - Lizenka, we are engaged!

She is my fiancee.

The way she was singing!

The way she was singing!

Just listen, listen...

� Ah! Respond to me...

� to my tenderness!

� Fill me...

� Fill me with ecstasy!

� Respond to my tenderness,

� Respond to my tenderness

� Ah... Fill me...

� Fill me with ecstasy!

� Ah... Respond to me...

� Respond to my tenderness,

� Ah...Fill me...

� Fill me with ecstasy!

� Respond to my tenderness,

� Respond to my tenderness,

� Ah... Fill me...

� Fill me with ecstasy!

Wait!

Who are you ?

What is your name ?

What is your name ?

Very well. It doesn't matter!

Get off! Let's get off!

Please, listen to me!

We have to! We desperately need to get off!

And in the first harbor we'll go together.

I beg you! Let's get off!

I'm getting off...

Please, madam!

I beg you, madam.

Please madam, please believe me! It's a matter of life and death!

Please...

Your Highness, there's a carriage awaiting. You can go.

Thank you, brother.

To the hotel!

- Please, excuse us. - The suitcases, in the room!

Come on, come on!

- Please, madam, this way. - Good evening.

One, two...

Three... Four... Five...

My fingers were numb.

It's draught in here.

- Aha... - Please, gentlemen have a rest!

Good night.

Have a quiet night, lieutenant.

If you are kind, follow me, please.

Please, please... I'll go ahead.

Be careful, there are some stairs.

Please. Sasha, Mischka, bring the stuff here!

Leave them here!

Faster! And now get out.

I'll turn on the light right away.

We don't need light.

I see, madam!

What about the lamp?

- Shall I leave it ? - Leave it.

- A... - Here, please.

Thank you.

If you need something, call me. Here is the bell.

I'm all time long.

I leave the key here. Have a rest.

Close the door.

Wait.

Wait!

It's... it's the sword.

I know.

God!

God!

Now, I know how you were...

When you were a little boy!

Only children sleep this way...

So carelessly...

Peacefully.

Now I have to run away from you...

I'll run away, run away... I'll run away.

That is how it was ment to be...

That was to be between us.

It was just a sunstroke...

And it couldn't last too long.

Because we might be burnt away!

My eyes are full of tears.

But do not be distressed...

I will never forget this night.

But then..

But then...

What could it be ?

Farewell...

Wake up! Wake up!

Good morning! Good morning!

Where... ?

Don't worry, Sir.

She left by the steamer. At six o'clock.

I myself took her to the carriage.

- What ? - She left.

- Who left ? - Your wife.

What wife? I have no wife.

A caramel for you... Farewell!

I have never had such moments...

And I will never have again.

And I will never have again...

Is that the morning steamer ?

No.

That one left early, at sunrise.

This one goes to Yaroslavl.

And have you seen the morning steamer?

I have seen it.

And have you seen who boarded?

Well, who should board ? They charged only coal.

Only one lady, a visitor one, boarded.

A lady ?

Yes, a lady. She was crying when she boarded.

- How do you know she was a visitor ? - I know all of them. Where are you from?

Moscow.

- And what's your name? - Egoriy.

How do you know that the lady was crying?

I saw her... she was crying.

Do you know her ?

When's the next steamer ?

Downriver, surely in an hour or two.

But upstream later on, in about ten hours.

You mean, tonight.

- Are those fishing rods yours ? - No.

One belongs to Kosta Vutyna, and the other one to Shapka Gorohov.

And do you catch anything ?

Why ?

May I ?

Help me! Come on! Come!

Take it! Catch it! Catch it!

Come on, take it.

And why do you stay here, early in the morning ?

- Just watching. - What are you looking at?

- Boats, barges... - Steamers ?

Well, and why do you look at them all the time ? Aren't they alike ?

Not all.

Steamers are different and the people on them are different too!

- Listen Egoriy, and what do you say? - About what ?

Well, about watching the ships.

Well, winter comes, so what will I do ?

I'll stay at home and I'll remember how they were floating.

And besides steamers, aren't there any other things to look at ?

Why? There's also a place...

Very charming.

- But it's very far away from here. - Well, let's go!

But the liturgy is beginning now. Maybe two hours later.

Wait Egoriy, wait!

Where can I find a cross necklace to buy ?

- I lost mine somewhere. - Have you lost it? That's not good.

Here, you can buy one from a Jew.

He is our richest merchant, and there is his shop.

Well, thank you. And now, run to the church!

- I'll be back in two hours. - Fine.

Hey, Egoriy!

Come here, I want to give you my little cross.

Right away. I come in no time.

You have bought the cross, haven't you ?

- I've bought it. Do you serve here ? - Yes, yes.

- And what's the name of your priest ? - Father Vasily.

Ask Father Vasily to sanctify my little cross.

Yes, Yes, Yes. Please wait, I'll bring it as soon as the service ends.

There's no hurry, I'll take it later.

A caramel...

A caramel for you... Farewell!

I have never had such moments...

And I will never have again.

And what is erased here ?

I have never had such moments...

And what it is most terrible, is that I will never have again

The most terrible...

The most terrible. Why shouldn't I leave ?

Where can I find a telegraph ?

- There! - Thank you.

"In my whole life, and henceforth and to my grave,

I have never had such moments...

And what it is most terrible, is that I will never have again

"Letuciy"

Officer, how could I help you ?

Yes. Help me!

Explain to me please, how can I send a telegram,

If I don't know neither the name, nor the surname,

neither the address, nor the city, all unknown...

I know nothing.

Father Vasily asks you to give 10 rubles

for the church and for the sanctification of the cross.

How much ?

- He said 10 rubles is the price for Moscow officers. - What ?

Is he crazy, this priest of yours ? A cow costs 40 rubles.

Here's a ruble for him. Give it, and tell him to be satisfied.

I pay for something which he should do for free.

Is he really mad that priest of yours.

Only because you're an officer from Moscow

he wants 10 rubles to sanctify a little cross ?

I told him. He took it and said: "Thanks, but only this ?"

- Do you like the hat ? - Yes, I like it very much, thank you.

You can buy 200 just like these, for 10 rubles.

You can dress half the city out of this these money.

- Lieutenant, may I ask you something? - Well ?

You, most likely, have learned how to fight with your sword.

- Not only... - You probably learned other sciences too.

Yes, other siences also...

But what about Darwin, have you heard ?

- About who ? - About Charles Darwin and the origin of species.

Hey, lieutenant, the children learn how to play music here.

Lieutenant!

What are you looking at ? Here is a photographer, the only one in the town.

He has done all these photos.

Look up! Attention! On my command:

One, two, three... Please, get ready, Sir.

You, Sir, are D'Artagnan!

Now, you are D'Artagnan! And with him, Sir, are his friends.

The enemy is in front of you.

Your friends are behind you, Athos, Porthos and... it doesn't matter who.

Courage! Look up! You are just going to attack!

D'Artagnan! One, two, three!

But what a... "huge sword" he has!

- Is that everything ? - Everything.

- Do you need anything elese ? - I don't...

- Are you sure ? - Yes.

Please change your clothes.

Aramis!

Let's get in.

- Good afternoon. - Hello!

May I help you ?

Yes, yes... tell me...

- A... who are those people ? - What people ?

In the corner of the window shop.

The family of the High School Director, Aramis...

Aristarchus Nikanorovich.

- And you can take it out from there ? - Have you graduated this school ?

I see, unfortunately I don't have another copy.

For the moment, my children are learning there.

Please, excuse me, Where do I put all these ?

Put them where you want. Anywhere.

It's enough space.

Tell me, please, when are the photos ready ?

- The photos... When is your wife's birthday? - On Thursday.

On Thursday. They will be ready then.

If the boy and me take a photo,

- Could you place it in the vitrin ? - Unfortunately, I can not.

- How much is a photo ? - Half a ruble.

Please, tell me...

But there, you know... by the legs, didn't it "come out" too big ?

- Well, it will come out as you want to. - Well... Yes.

- Then... on Thursday. - Yes, on Thursday.

I'll pay you five!

Martin!

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Do you propose me a bribe ?

- These must be ready by Thursday. - Thursday ?

Thursday.

Only devil could understand this.

Please, sit down.

Have you said "ten" ? What "ten" ?

Ah, I see. Rubles.

Rubles...

Are these all of us ?

Where might the Colonel be ?

Captain, haven't you seen the Colonel ?

We had a talk yesterday evening...

He's lost somewhere.

- Take it! - Take it, take it, take it!

Who ?

We have to find the one who did this. I think it won't be too difficult.

What for ?

- What ? - Seek!

Ah! I see!

Please, get ready! Perfect!

Don't move! Don't move!

But... but you allowed us.

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

Former officers citizens!

Soldiers! Cossacks!

Your companion died last night,

from a heart stroke.

The former colonel and military engineer,

Tumanov Alexander Pavlovich.

Rest in peace!

We sympathize with you...

And now, good news!

The Command of the Southern Front

has decided that you should be evacuated today.

Quiet! Quiet!

But there are problems.

The railway was blown up. Therefore, the evacuation will take place on the sea.

Quiet! We do everything for your safety.

The march starts in an hour!

In an hour? Where up to? How ?

You'll be boarded on a barge with a tug.

How will all of us fit on a barge ? Just floating ?

Where up to ?

Where are you going to send us ? Where ?

You will go to Ochakov!

Hold on...

Captain, and how long will it take to float to Ochakov ?

Only shits are floating. The ships sail.

But we, what else are we, but not shits ?

And how long does it take to sail to Ochakov ?

Well, about eight hours by tug.

Eight hours!

Quiet! Quiet!

Eight hours... just as the shits.

There won't be another meeting!

Bad weather is forecasted for the evening.

Take care to get there, as we won't send another barge with tug

There are no other means of transport for you.

So, give thanks to your Baron Wrangel, who took all the ships.

Way out for the seashore, in an hour!

And now, you take photos of yourselves!

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

You will leave in an hour! Time runs fast.

Junker, Junker!

Please hurry up.

Lieutenant, I asked you about Darwin.

So, what's up with Darwin ?

I've said to you before, Charles Darwin and his theory about "The Origin of Species".

Where have you found out about that?

We have here a teacher. He came from St. Petersburg.

Very kind, friendly, alltogether very good.

Well, what ? Since he is so wise you would need more like him.

- And... further on ? - He simply does not believe in God.

He says that everything is Godless, and all of us come from monkeys.

Could all these be true ?

Well, if we accept Darwin's theory, then yes.

Lieutenant!

- What is it? - This means that...

Are you also from monkeys ?

If it were on me, I wouldn't want it to be so.

- And what about myself ? - What ?

Do I also come from monkeys?

Egoriy, the man comes from what is his belief.

But your priest Vasily, he comes from an ape for shure.

Unbelievable, 10 rubles to sanctify a little cross!

Something like that might be done for free.

If the officer is from Moscow, he instantly begins to rip him off.

And where is your charming place?

Here.

We have arrived!

- How is it ? Beautiful ? - My God!

Yes, indeed...

And down there it is even more beautiful.

Superb...

- Come on, let's run. - Let's run!

How is it ? Beautiful ?

Beautiful...

Lieutenant!

- This is our river, can you see ? - I can.

And there, farther on, can you see ?

Yes.

It's the same river, ours! Because down there, it makes a big turning.

And farther on, there is a steamer can you see it ?

It's the one which left in the morning.

If it hadn't been for that turning, it would have got there in an hour.

But so, it needs six hours to go round.

Six hours downriver.

But upstream, it would need more

Lieutenant,

How can this be?

Does everything come from monkeys ?

Mom and dad too...

God, have mercy of us!

And the Tzar does he also come from monkeys?

Are you sure that is the morning steamer ?

Is that the morning steamer ?

Yes, yes...

The same steamer ?

Yes, yes, the same one where's the lady who was crying.

- How do you know all this? - I know all the ships over here.

So, The Tzar comes from a monkey. My God!

How can this be?

If the Tsar descends from monkeys,

And so do His wife and children...

And all the great princes...

Even our Great Leader...

From monkeys? God, have mercy of us!

Lieutenant!

Lieutenant!

Lieutenant!

God, be merciful!

Lieutenant, please be careful!

Lieutenant!

You will get drowned! God forbid!

Lieutenant!

How is it Egoriy? Tasty?

You are very brave! Very brave! Nobody has jumped from there, before!

Listen, stay here and eat.

And I'll go to bed.

You know... Come to me at eight sharp.

- If I sleep, will you wake me up ? - Uh-huh.

How can it be true ?

Is man evolved from apes and not from God ?

And there is no God.

Egoriy, put an end to this nonsense.

- So at eight sharp, right? - Uh-huh.

Do you know anything about watches?

- Yes. - Well, look. Look at that!

You must press this button.

And if it doesn't open at first,

Tap it lightly here.

Just do not lose it!

- Thank you. I'll put it into my pocket. - Just do not forget...

This is enough. The rest is for you.

- But how much should be the rest? - Take it, no matter what!

What do you need the money for ?

I save it. I want to go to the sea. I have never been there.

- A caramel for you. - Thank you. And thank you for the hat.

But do not forget... eight sharp!

- And say "Hello" to your teacher. - Of course I'll say hello to him.

- And what about the rest ? - What rest ?

Give my caramel, at least.

Where have they all gone ?

Now gentlemen!

- Junker! Faster! - Look over there.

Look over there, puppy. Look over there!

Attention, gentlemen!

One, two, three...

Lieutenant!

Lieutenant!

Lieutenant, wake up!

It's time! The steamer is leaving!

What's up with you? Come on, wake up! The steamer is leaving!

Faster, lieutenant!

Let's go, lieutenant!

Lieutenant, faster! I've already called a carriage.

Faster! Please faster!

Come on, go! The time is passing and the steamer is leaving!

Hey Egoriy, thanks brother.

- Here some coins for you. - Thank you!

- To go to the sea. - Thank you.

- Thank you. - Go!

Your watch, lieutenant!

Your watch, lieutenant!

You forgot the watch!

The watch!

Lieutenant, you forgot the watch!

Oh, my God!

Lieutenant!

The watch! You know I didn't steal it!

You have forgotten it.

Please, wait!

I haven't stolen it!

Please, wait!

My God!

The ship is leaving!

Take the stuff!

This way!

Lieutenant...

The watch!

You have forgotten the watch!

Why are we going there ?

So they promised to us.

The barge and the tug!

You said you don't believe.

We have to get home, no matter if on a raft!

I would swim, only to arrive alive at home.

- It was worse as long as stood there. - We'll soon be at home.

We suffered so much. We have to wait for a few hours.

We'll have to anguish a little in this trough, and that's all, we'll get home.

� God forgive us, your people!

� Hallowed be Thy name!

Never mind, let them sing!

Get settled you, and then write to me.

And I will answer for sure! It's for you!

Gentlemen, I'm sorry to do this,

Please take my address!

Please excuse me, I have no business cards.

In what language is it written here ?

- Sorry ? - In what language is it written here ?

Ah... in French!

So, Georgi Sergeyevitch ?

Finish this, then report to me.

And let them sing.

Just symbolically.

- Go... des... - Godess!

Relax, stay calmly.

Lieutenant, I was looking for you.

I've just wanted to give you this.

It's my address. My address from Paris.

In fact, my parents are already there.

And as soon as I get there,

I'll take the photos.

Send me a telegram, and I'll send them back to you in no time.

Please forgive my writing,

But I didn't take my business cards with me.

And to tell you the truth, I've never had.

Please tell me, my dog, Sebr, will be in these photos ?

Listen to me... Do you want to offend me? Do you ?

Lieutenant, I thought about everything! I've got it all.

Two for me!

Junker! Where's the photographer?

Georgi Sergeyevitch is calling for you!

- Me ? - Yes, you.

Where ?

There he is!

Ah! I'll get back in a moment.

- What is it ? Are these all ? - Yes.

- All ? - All!

All! Here we go!

Close!

What's that ? So that water does not flood.

We are leaving.

Take the trap!

One ! Two!

Give the cordages!

Yes, give the cordages and raise the anchor.

Forgive us Lord!

Let me pass, I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

- Can you hold it a little bit ? - Yes, of course.

Please!

How's that? Your father's collection ?

There's nothing left... neither father, nor the collection.

Nor the Tzar.

Neither war, nor peace.

As our Junker said: No cigarettes, and no mommy.

Just orphans. Help yourselves, gentlemen!

Please!

Hey, not all at once.

Give me some!

These are for you. The best which were there.

My father liked these ones.

- Thank you. - Not at all.

Why have you done this?

The suitcase was heavy.

I've carried it all the way, my hands ar slashed.

- You should have taken some gloves. - Yes, I should have.

How strange it is...

During the war I had to shoot people.

Though I felt something. But there, with that Russian officer.

With my own hands...just as it is described in the novels.

I strangled him with my own hands.

And nothing!

Emptiness...

How can this be ?

- Let me bandage your hands. - No need!

Listen to me, they are dirty.

Two wars, and nothing

But you can get an infection and die. And it's a pity.

- Yes, it's a pity. - It's a pity.

- I can't stand it... - What ?

I can't stand the Russian literature.

- Why ? - Why ?

For a hundred years they've poured us same shit. For a hundred years!

They are all the same: kings, princes, rulers ... Any of the leaders!

Like that Nekrasov, a drunkard and a gambler.

What was it written like ?

I forsee a wide and bright road for you!

Well, he foresow us.

I can not stand it anymore...

Boys! Hey, boys! The tug turned to the left!

- It returns! - Maybe it avoids the sand dunes.

- Where does it return ? - There are sand dunes for sure.

The Captain says the tug avoids the sand dunes.

- So it is... - Thank you.

Not at all.

Neither shame nor sins...

There is nothing!

We've lost everything!

Everything is possible! Everything!

We've done all these by ourselves.

With our own hands.

So what? Didn't we know that ?

Didn't we know? Was it there anything we did not understand ?

We knew and understood everything!

We understood everything...

I didn't want to touch anything with my own hands.

Why? Let the others do this!

However, it will all be the same.

Just to be quiet...

The country is large!

We dirty one place, never mind, we'll go elsewhere. We'll find a clean place to stay.

There is enough space. We'll celebrate!

We'll celebrate!

But nobody cared!

They didn't care about anything.

We've destroyed this country.

With these hands... With these hands we have lost this country!

We have lost the whole world!

We lost the common russians, we also lost the Russian State!

And how ? How to live so any longer, Captain ?

Do you allow ?

How to live, Captain ?

Calm down, calm down.

- Calm down... - How to live any longer, Captain ?

Calm down, calm down..

Excuse me, please.

Excuse me! Take care, I have here my camera!

Oh! Captain!

At last, I've found you!

I have something that I should give to you.

They asked me to give it to you... please!

What's this ? And who has asked you ?

Ah! Georgi Sergeyevitch asked me to give it back to you.

Listen, may I ask you to give me a cigarette ?

Everybody smokes, and I do not.

Please...

Georgi Sergeyevitch ?

Yes, Georgi Sergeyevitch.

- They are strong. - Good ones.

But this is...

I just can not believe it!

This is my watch!

He is Georgi Sergeyevitch! It's my watch!

When I left, I had given it to him!

It's mine! It's my watch!

And he is Egoriy! Egoriy!

It's happened long time ago!

Georgi Sergeyevitch!

Egoriy! Egoriy!

Egoriy!

I met him once!

Open the window!

Egoriy!

Egoriy, it's me!

Let me go! Let me!

Egoriy!

Forgive me, I haven't recognized you.

But you've recognized me!

Egoriy, I remember. I remember everything!

I remember!

Yes! Yes!

Hey! Egoriy, it's me!

Egoriy, we have to discuss!

Both of us have reached the sea in the end.

Lieutenant!

You forgot your watch!

Lieutenant!

Your watch!

You forgot your watch!

Lieutenant...

Between 1918 and 1922 only in the south of the country

and in Crimea, Russia lost more than eight million of its citizens.

The Aria played by the piano accompaniment

by "The Enigmatic Woman" in the film,

the actress Viktoriya Solovyova,

is the famous "Mon coeur s'ouvra a ta voix"

in the no less famous opera "Samson and Delilah"

composed in 1877 by Charles Camille Saint-Sa�ns.

It is interpreted by the soprano Valeriya Zaytseva,

while the musical arrangement, as in many films of Nikita Mihalkov,

is realized by the famous maestro Eduard Artemiev.

SUNSTROKE A Film By Nikita Mikhalkov

The song which you are going to listen

debugging on the closing presentation of the film

is an old cossack balad,

which is called "Ne dlya menya", "Not for me" into English.

It was composed by Nikolai Devitte

and on Andrei Gadalin's lyrics.

It is about the fate of a "white" Cossack

who like so many others,

was going to loose his life

in a battle

during The Russian Civil War

which followed

to the ending of First World War.

� Not for me comes spring

� Not for me the river Don flows

� There is a girl's heart filled

� With delightful feelings, not for me.

� There is a girl's heart filled

� With delightful feelings, not for me.

� Not for me do gardens flower

� In the valley a grove blooms

� There, a nightingale meets spring

� He will sing charming, not for me.

� There, a nightingale meets spring

� He will sing charming, not for me.

� Not for me I forge my horse

� The wind is playing its mane,

� He beats his hoofs and doesn't know

� His fast forge was not for me.

� He beats his hoofs and doesn't know

� His fast forge was not for me.

� Not for me comes Easter

� At the table all relatives will gather

� "Christ has Risen" will pour from their lips

� But Easter Day, this year, is not for me.

� "Christ has Risen" will pour from their lips

� But Easter Day, this year, is not for me.

� For me there is a piece of lead

� Which will dig into my white body

� And bitter tears will be shed

� Such a life, brother, that's for me.

SUNSTROKE � And bitter tears will be shed

� Such a life, brother, that's for me.

Translation: GOGU

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