All language subtitles for Chistilishe.1997.DVDRip.ShAV

Remember, O Lord, the Sons of Edom,
The day Jerusalem fell saying,
"Raze it, raze it to its foundation."

O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction!
Blessed be he who repays you
For what you did to us,

Blessed be he who seizes and dashes
Your infants against the rocks!
- Psalm 136

Faster, faster, let's get going!

City of Grozny
January 4 1995

The Colonel caught a bullet.

Shit!
Give us a hand! Give us a hand!

Men, go for it! Steady, steady.

Careful, careful.

Ladies, ladies, ladies.

Let's go, let's go, go, go!

Shoot!

Lousy boots!

Should have fixed them up earlier.

- Set him down, set him down.
- My eye!

Sit down Colonel,
I'm telling you to sit.

- My eye!
- Take you hands away, Colonel,
away from your face!

VIKTOR STEPANOV

DMITRIY NADIEV

Eh, Vanya, we're an army of idiots, Vanya!

We are an army of imbeciles, Vanya!

Command ordered us to the hospita!
Got that Vanya, to the hospital!

The whole bunch of us taking this
cargo 200, as if we didn't have
enough of our own to to deal with.

We are all getting shot up,
everything's on fire, and we are
ordered to take this cargo 200!

What happened to the bus?

Caught fire.

And those inside?

There were six who'd been rescued,
but then the snipers finished them off.

- What about my eye?
- There is no eye. It's gone.

Out, out!

I don't have any weapon, I'm just a
driver. I was ordered to take the
cargo 200 to the hospital.

What hospital? Shit, I'll finish you off.

I am just a driver, I have no weapon!

The hospital's been all shot up.
Ruslan's finishing the job.

I'm just a driver! I have no weapon!
Nothing at all!

Okay, Aslan, check out the cargo.
I'll get rid of the driver.

- Nothing at all!
- Shut up!

I have no weapon!

Shit!

Oh shit!

I was ordered to deliver to the hospital.

Eh, what kind of cargo 200 is this?

Just a scum of a driver.

Yes, I'm just a driver.

Seems to be alive.

I was ordered to the hospital.

Let's toss him in.
Kostya, grab a hold of him.

It's our driver. They really got him good.

Have that piece of scum say his prayers.

- Who are you guys?
- Dicks in overalls.

Get in there yourself.
Let's go, old man.

Where's the local hospital?

What's it to you? It's all surrounded.
Chechens are everywhere there.

Just where is it?

Right over there.

Why're you smashing all those jars?

So the troops won't drink it,
and then get the runs.

They can't fight worth shit,
and then they get the fucking runs.

Stop, stop, asshole! Where'd you come from?

Whose vehicle is that?
Gunning its engine.

Stop! Stop!

Brake, you blockhead!
Stop!

Out with your hands up!

Stop, shit, don't shoot, we're you guys!

Get out!

Mechanism's shit . . . doors won't open . . .
Just slapped together . . . Fuck!

Kids in this crapped up Grozny,
fucked up circus clowns.

Motherfuck, dammit.

Give is a hand unloading the wounded!

- Who are they?
- Cossacks.

- And who is this?
- No one you'd leave with your kids.

Pile'em up, pile'em. This one's wounded,
where're you taking him? These are the cargo 200!

Foisting us with the dead up the ass?
And more wounded up the ass? We got enough of our own already.

Get a better hold, under this arms,
grab him by the sleeves, and do it right.

We got dead up the ass.
They sending us any help?

They're sending help. Shit, whenever that is.
The cargo 200, their feet really stink.

Where's the one in charge? Where is he?

Take'em inside . . . and get a move on.

Or you too will be cargo 200.

A ride going our way. Shit.

Let's go.

Don't stop, don't stop.
Let's get over there, men.

Faster, let's go.

The procedure begins . . .
next the mud pack . . .

Let's get out of here.

Artillery, motherfuck, shelling,
there to the right.

Where, where you going?

Stop, stop. Don't get hit.

Got muck up the ass.

Grenade!

What the fuck? Another ride going our way.

Mother.

- Who'd they hit?
- The company commander.

Pull, pull, pull him.

Stop the shelling, you've been firing
on the hospital, firing on us, what
are you bastards doing?

Platoon Four!

Platoon Four! Platoon Four.
This is Hospital! This is Hospital!

This is Hospital. It is our guys here!

Stop the shelling.

Platoon Four, this is Hospital.
Stop the shelling.

Platoon Four, you bastards, you blasting us.
You are hitting on us, you are hitting on us.

What are you bastards doing?

Fucking idiots.

He's on fire. Throw this off.

Give him a hand . . ., don't cry out . . . ,
gotta get away from here . . . .

The bus got torched.

- Where is command?
- In Moscow.

Idiot!

So where is command?

I don't know where.

I know that 10 minutes ago he lost an eye.
They took the deputy commander off somewhere.-

That shelling, shit.

- The Chechens or from us.
- It's from us. Shit.

Maybe not from us?

It's from us, shit, we got no radio contact with
them, no tanks, you really don't know anything.

Who's the commander of this mental ward?
Some Colonel, code-name Sugrob.

- And how many tanks left?
- Just mine.

So where are the Chechens?

There it seems like our guys, but close
by already it seems like there are
Chechens, but I don't know for sure.

Soon they're pulling out of what
had been Juridicial Affairs, that's
now on the front line.

Get going asshole.

What's the holdup?

Get moving.

Now hold on, hold on, hold on.

(speaking in Afghan)

"Please", that's what you should say
to your mother, you son of bitches.

I shall make a watermelon out of your head.

Quiet, son of an ass.

Just as we walloped them in Afghanistan,
so here in Chehnya you will wallop them.

Quiet, son of swine.

We can hear the Russians.

A scanner?

Scanner.

How is it there?

I want to listen to them over there.

Quiet, quiet.

Now they are shelling themselves,
next they will ask, who fired on them.

Quiet I said.

You understand, soon I will dispatch your
head like a watermelon or cantaloupe,
I will send it to your mama, I swear to god.

- Don't do it, please don't.
- I swear to Allah, I will kill you all.

Take the rope, tie this Soviet-ass,
so we can cut off his head.

Tie it on, tie it on, the fucking bastard!

Let's go, let's go, cut.

Hold it, cut it off.

My esteemed brother Chechens, just as
we drove them from our land,
so you will drive them from yours.

In Afghanistan things got tough,
and they left wetting their pants.
You'd like this also in Chechnya?

Kill the swine. Kill with pleasure.

(speaking in Chechen)

If not allowed to cut off heads, they would
go back, they would lose interest in fighting.

You understand, Shirvani, this atrocity
is necessary. Otherwise they would
leave, Shirvani, lose interest and leave.

I eat too much man.

Wait, wait, man, wait.

I think I'm enjoying it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Seems that I can't pee in peace.

Hey, man, what is going on?

Hey, babe, what are you trying to do?

Hey, babe, wow, what are you trying to do?

You mean you've never seen
this before? I didn't know..

Well, shit, so what are you?

Don't touch, pervert.

Shit, help me button up, and
you will see what I can do.

Well, give me some.

Okay, look for the Colonel. Ask at Medical,
maybe they know where he is.

The best of luck.

If he lost an eye, then sooner or later he will
get taken to the basement of the main building.

A lot of wounded there, or look
where the bus got torched.

Run, run to where we won't get hit.

Let's go.

Main thing is to be safe,
or at least seem to be.

Let's get on over there.

They are firing from all over.

Well, who's in charge here?

Who are you guys?
We just got here.

So - just got here.
So why don't I know you?

Some fuck-up in headquarters said I had
to get with a cargo 200. Who are you men?

And we are that cargo 200.

- The most agile part of it.
- Ah . . . .

We are a special detachment of
reconnaissance operations from general
headquarters with code name Kobra.

- Here somewhere our guys are
fighting . . . code name is Gryuza.
- Ah, I see.

We need to make contact. As for our identity
tell him it is Kostya Petersky and the Bachelor.

Make a connection with the surgical
section, with Gryuza if he is still alive.

Where did you come from?

- From the train station.
- How was it there?

- The shits.
- Colonel, I got connected.

Gryuza, Gryuza, this is Sugrob-2,
Gryuza, this is Sugrob-2, here seems like
there are some of your colleagues telling me,

saying they are Kostya Petersky, the Bachelor,
and other men, calling themselves GRU Special
Forces, saying they came from the train station.

Gryuza, this is Sugrob-2

I hear you. One of them is a fat one.

Sugrob, can you read me? Tell him to smile.

What?

Tell him to smile. If all his front teeth are
in place, fearlessly shoot him as a spy.

If not, then send them to me.

So who of you is the fat one?
Show me your teeth.

It's as it should.

- Three floors, basement, here Russians.
- Yes.

- Here are Kirghizians
- Umm, yes.

- Here also Russians, two floors.
- I understand.

Here we, but position here weak, can get cover
only behind kegs. Kegs piled up over there.

We could give it up to Russians,
but any case we must hold

- Reception, Trauma, and Orthopedics.
- We know.

- Here is laundry.
- Alright.

- And morgue, this ours.
- We understand.

- Understand, yes?
- Please, first floor and second floor?

- Here again Russians, and here again are ours.
- How did you get to know the hospital so well?

He worked here as head physician for
eight years, and Dukus was a surgeon.

Oh here you are baby. So nice to see you.

We gonna kill them motherfuckers
right now. Let's go for them.

Take this!

Oh, already got a fire going.
Oh, sheep, a chandelier, and crazies.

What are you doing sitting up there?
Why climb up there?

Those young guys are out of their minds
on drugs. Overdosed themselves.

So where is Gryuza going to put us?

How do we look?

You are alive, Gryuza.

Where's your helmet?

Someone took it.

Good to see you, we're with you.

Good thing I didn't stick in my teeth.

So then how were our guys there?

The Chechens killed Sobko and
Kirill at the train station.

Where the rest are I don't know.
With you guys I see things are heated up.

How did you get here?

Caught a ride going our way.

With us it's been the shits.
Killing us, killing us, and killing us.

The troops inexperienced. Almost no tanks.

- Let's get some action.
- Let's get action, if there are no others.

There are no others, let's go.

Look, the dead, they were wounded but now dead.

Who tore up the hospital?

Maybe the Devil knows . . .

The hospitial has passed
back and forth 5 times.

Leave from here, you swine,
but we will still cut off all your heads.

Oh, another head. They cut them off while
still alive. Seems like someone from the
brigade - they took him prisoner.

They cut off also their dicks while
still alive. Over there a head flew
in with a dick crammed in its mouth.

Leave from here, you swine, but
we will still cut off your testicles.

(speaking in Lithuanian)

- In the testicles?
- Of course.

He lay there just right.

He had been wounded?

Bitch!

Connect me to Sever.

Come in Sever, Sever, Sever,
this is Sugrob-2, come in.

Come in Sever, Sever, Sever,
this is Sugrob-2, come in.

Come in Sever, Sever.

All is quiet there, the bastards,
they don't answer.

Just got here, that is, from the
station. How are the ones there?
Chechens, they are big and tough.

Come in.

This is Sugrob-2, if anyone is listening,
get a hold of Sever, this is Sugrob-2,
tell him we are getting annihilated.

One after another is dying here in the hospital
complex. The Chechens have it surrounded.

All equipment has been destroyed by fire.
I have 100s of inexperienced young soldiers,
half are wounded, seriously wounded.

The rest with little exception are babies.
If someone is listening, inform Sever.

This is Sugrob-2, we need help
immediately, this is Sugrob-2.

Guards Colonel Sugrob Vitalij
Nikolaevich, Chief of Staff of the
131st Motorized Rifle Brigade.

If anyone is listening, if anyone is
listening, relay this to Sever.

Three times the enemy has demanded we hand it
over, but I did not give it up and never will.

Here we have 300 dead, and
I will never abandon them.

And I do not consider it possible for me to
surrender or step back for the following reason.

A second storming of the hospital complex

will cost us 500 more men, and I cannot
throw them away here to desecration.

This is, this is Sugrob-2, I am speaking
from a surrounded hospital complex.
If anyone is listening, come in, Sever.

Sever, this is Sugrob-2, come in, Sever.

(speaking in Chechen)

Now we will obliterate them.
I was just listening in by radio.

Shirvani, mobilize everyone, everyone.

Mobilize the snipers, the
mercenaries, the blacks.

Now we will obliterate everyone of them.

It has to be fast so that no
devil of theirs comes to their aid.

Understood, okay?

Let's go. Let's go.

It's a grenade.

Bastards!

This is Sugrob-2, this is Sugrob-2,
I am saying surrounded . . .

Listen, Colonel.

How did swine like you get taught
to snivel over the airwaves, officer?

I who speaks to you is commander
of a unit of the armed forces of
the Chechen Republic of Ichkeria.

Dukus Israpilov, who will now kill all
of you many, many times over.

Where are you, Dukus Isralilov?

I am right in front of you Colonel
and I will now be still closer.

It is I who sends to you the heads of
your boys, you satisfied, Sugrob?

So how is it I hear you so
well, Dukus Isralilov?

Because I am already so very close by,
Colonel. You have a crappy radio, but I
have a Japanese scanner, understand?

In 20 minutes, you swine, you will die.

Don't cut off contact, we will talk
about when you will die.

Animal, asshole.

Asshole.

Going out, we're going out!

Going out, you men.

Going out, going out, going out, men.

Run, you guys.

Hey you guys.

Okay let me just get down.

Out, going out, get a move on.

We going out.

Guys, guys..

Up, Lyoshka, get up.
Oh, they killed Gibbon..

We're going out to get them.

Listen, Vanya.

Listen to me carefully, Captain Vanya.

The one place where they can enter,
it's the lobby.

because it's easy for them, but for us it is
our one very weak spot to hold by our gunners.

Those young, inexperienced conscripts
there, shit, amount to a very nice present

to Dzhokar Dudaev from the Russian Defense
Ministry and in particular from Pasha Grachev.

Well, looks like we just got hit
by an incendiary, the scum.

through this lobby they can easily
take over the entire building.

You, Vanya, go there and secure the lobby
gunnery positions under your
control . . . and hold'em.

The devil.

The windows, the windows.

Can we hold'em?

- Of course we can, easy as taking a piss.
- Where else can we go?

Let's go! Let's go!

Get this done right.

Dukus, we got two of them outside by the
IFV and two more in the building.
Who do we submit the bill to?

Submit what?

- Who gets the bill?
- Who gets the bill, the bill goes over
there to the head-physician.

(speaking in Chechen)

The dead, the filth, what have
they done to my hospital?

Take them away from here.

Eh, Colonel Sugrob of the devils, why
are you so quiet? Why don't you say
anything good on the airwaves?

I worry about you, but you are quiet.

And you, how is it there, ah?

Also surely, Colonel, this war has
become tedious for you, . . . I understand.

Now I will gladen you some, you
will laugh even wholeheartedly.

I say to you, I kill no one, I am a physician,
a doctor, a surgeon In my hospital I remove
tumors, which happen to be you Russians.

I do operations. I am a doctor.

Well, Colonel, prepare to smile.
Volodya, bring me the soldier.

- Listen, what is your name? . . . ah?
- Yashchikov.

- No, not Yashchikov. What do they call you?
- Slava.

Slava, say it louder.

Slava.

Slava . . . does Slava want to live?

Ah?

Very much?

- I very much want to live.
- Say it clearly.

- I very much want to live..
- Very much want to live.

You can well imagine what is
coming to this, your fieldmarshall.

The 131st Motorized Rifle Brigade.

You just heard, Colonel, how robust he sounds.
Go ahead, Volodya.

Colonel, the show must go on.

(speaking in Chechen)

Water or vodka?
Now we find out, I think water.

Water from a soldiers flask,
just like in the movies.

This is my advice to you, Colonel, the advice
of a doctor. Take your dead from the open.

I do not stop the Afghans, you understand.
You understand it very well.

So I shall now secure the area
outside, and they will cut them all.

Believe me, I myself am against it.
You piece of shit, bastard, you will die.

Korobochka-2, Korobochka-2, what are
you, shit, dallying around for?
Bury our guys I am telling you.

Like a dick in a washbasin.

Bury the men, I am telling you.

Do as ordered, Korobka, bury the men.

Sugrob-2, Sugrob-2, this is
Korobochka-2, . . . , why me?

Do as ordered, bury the men I am
telling you, shit, you pansy.

The fallen, commander, obliterate them?

And what's obliteration to me? My grave
is dug, already dug here, and there will
be no way for me to jump out of it.

Eh, Korobochka, you, Korobochka, bury
the men I am telling you so that in
the mud no trace of them will be left.

Understand, understand that in an hour
the Chechens will occupy the hospital

and begin on the men that now lie in front
of you, and cut off their heads and testicles,
and then hurl them at us, you bastard.

Do you think it will work?

This is a tank, Bogdan, we go over them
twice and not a trace will be left.

They now bury our guys
once again with the tank.

What's the firing about? Why
expend cartridges for nothing?

Our comrades, we bury our comrades.

It's our salute, a salute, the final
honor for them. They deserve it.

You are sitting now surely holding onto your
head, what to do, what to do you are thinking.

I don't know, Colonel, I feel sorry for you.

You surely feel small and nervous
and shitting in your pants

Runing about barking commands here and there.

And all the same everything is shit. Yes?

No matter how many litters you vermin
produce . . . you Soviet dustpan Colonel.

What a scoundrel you are, Dukus.

You make me nauseous, Colonel.

That's all, end of transmission, you swine.

Colonel . . . Colonel.

So the Crimea, Poltava, Stalingrad,

you got beat up a bit, so how is
it Russians fight so poorly?

By not being prepared.

They gathered together what they could, and,
shit, threw the conscripts to the front line.

That we need to wipe out you
scoundrels, it's the right thing to do.

But to wipe you out properly,
shit, we need trained troops.

The troops mostly know nothing, no one teaches
them anything, yet time is spent on trivial
exercises to look good to high command.

They are prepared to die here. So they die,
but they are not trained, no one trains them.

- They should've been taught what's happening.
- The army makes things look good.

The army you say makes things look good.

This stinks, stinks, stinks,
stinks, stinks, stinks!

Do you feel how it stinks, yes?
How much it stinks, do you feel?

You will now stink the same way.
You will die, you will die.

Understand, understand, you're going to die.

What are you looking at?

What you you standing there for? Over there.

That takes care of it.

So drag the swine away.

He's a heavy devil.

Tough to pull.

Where the devil have you been?

Are you following orders or not?

How is it they took surgery?

Why are their snipers still alive? You
are the elite, you have all been in 5 wars.

It would be my pleasure to call all of
immediately before a tribunal.

You men don't understand?
You don't know that I have besides you four

and that obstinate Grigorashchenko of yours here
not one soldier? We got conscripts up the ass,

pissing their pants, scared to death
18-year olds who have never held a gun.

Got them up the ass.

Not up the ass anymore . . .
in the surgery ward 40 are already lying dead.

What are you doing sitting there?

- Because trying to get myself out.
- Ah, as though there was anything to get out.

He's one of our guys, don't be alarmed.

Eh, tanker, plundering the place? What's with
the bed? Planning on opening a bordello?

I want to pile all kinds of debris on the tank.

Listen, commander.
The Chechens are now pressing upon us.

Vanya #2 only has wounded soldiers,
and no help is coming.

We need to get the Chechens
or leave our men behind.

We get them, go get them.

Not realistic.

Killing them all would be difficult.

So we have decided to go in after the Chechens.

What are you, foolhardy? You're out of
your minds. They're crazy.

Listen, commander, take us on the tank
going right up to the building.

We'll get in the Chechen's building,
and I will direct your fire.

Understand, they'll torch us, torch us,
if we get close to them . . . Tell him.

Well, you decide, commander, do it or
take us on the tank to the building
and then beat the hell out of there.

We'll go to it, go bombard them.

A bit closer . . . closer.

That's it.

Press on quickly.

Enough.

Jump, go get'em.

Shit, this land is ours.

Go for it.

Go for it.

Motherfuck, it's our sniper.

How did you wind up here you scoundrel?

The bastard, he's a deserter.

Kill him?

- The heck with him, the dumb ass.
- Who's a bastard? You guys left me behind.

I know him, he's one of our dumb asses.

Fire.

On the left, armoured carrier. Go round
the corner, turn the barrel, catch
hold, and put it upright.

Fire.

Blast them. Fire.

Turn the turret, you ass.

Fire.

Fire.

SEVERED RIGHT TRACK

This is it, finished, the track.

Mechanic's dead.

This is it, we're finished.

SEVERED RIGHT TRACK

Look, the Chechen wants to talk.

Do it, commander . . . speak with him.

Maybe we can still live in this world, . . . ah?

Let's talk, let's have a chat.

I hope you understand, that I need
just 2 seconds to reduce that shit
tank of yours to smithereens.

But I am not here now about that.

I came to talk to you about how we differ
from you. You have come to my home,
this is my house, I fight here

for this sky, for this earth, for every
pebble and blade of grass. But
what do you fight for here lieutenant?

for the 5 months of pay they have not
paid you? Well, if yes, then say yes.

I don't stand before you as part of some game.
The Chechen army lacks tank operators.

Good tank operators . . . understand
what I am getting at?

I need 5 minutes.

I don't have 5 minutes and you
don't either. What do you think

I need to think.

- Then think.
- I need to think it over well.

Then think it over well.

You perhaps think that there are those who
need you? Do you think that this needs you?

Eh, you Russians, you understand.

No, remember your soldiers who fought in
Afghanistan? Where are they?
No one needs them now.

Will you be poking holes in the pavement
with stubs of your missing legs?

Think, lieutenant, think.

Oh, and I have not at all
forgotten why I came to you.

My mighty warriors here, soldiers
of Allah, got one of your messengers.

This is all that your side prepared
for this war. Let's read.

Ministry of Defense of the Russian
Federation, Secret, to unit and joint
commanders. City of Grozny.

And that is all your side prepared for
this war, your Ministry of Defense.

A printing of 3000 sheets for cargo 200.

3000.

3000 trucks, lieutenant, all with dead bodies.

5 minutes have passed.
This is a Rolex, 5000 dollars.

Have you ever seen 5000 dollars, lieutenant?
It's half a suitcase.

Let's consider this an advance payment.

Read at your leisure.

SEVERED RIGHT TRACK

Kobra, Kobra, Kobra, this is
Korobochka, how do you read me?

Okay, like shit.

I am out of action, a severed track.

The Chechen has given me 5 minutes.

After that, I am either a dead body
or I go serve Dudaev with a tank.

Have you broken into the building?

Yes, we've broken in.

Where's their main position?

The second and third floors.

Guys, you must leave the building.

The barrel of the tank is up against the
front of the building and right up around
the tank are 10 Chechens to take out.

Go out. You guys have done great, go out.

Fire away. No need to fear anything.

All their strength is on the
second and third floors.

God be with you.
What was your name?

Igor Grigorashchenko . . .
so long . . . Kobra.

What we couldn't do, finish the job.

Too bad, don't think we can get
off more than two rounds.

We will finish up. Let'em
have it, don't be afraid, Igor.

Make it fast, quick, give Kostya a
hand, everyone to that corridor.

Kostya, where is your sniper?

You men go up there.
We will be at the end of the building.

Kostya, we have 3 minutes, Gryuza,
cover us. We will meet at their flag.

Have you decided to fire on them?

Of course.

That's the right way, commander, you're great.
My whole life I dreamed of lying in a
mass grave of soldiers.

The right thing to do, bombard them,
there are so many of those devils here.

Why by the way? Ah?

Because, . . . because it's for the guys,
for Sergei, for our wounded who
now are in so much pain.

Eh, in that hell of a city of yours
is the post office in operation?

The post office has been blown apart.
You ladies from the Baltics?

From the Baltics.

Biatlon?

- Biatlon.
- Biatlon.

(speaking in Lithuanian)

I want to send money to my mother in Kaunas.
Already here 10 days in this war,
and I haven't sent her anything.

Come over here. The whole floor is visible.

The telescopic sight, the scope.

Somewhere there is where
their snipers hang out.

See any sniper?

I don't see shit.

I see'em, I see'em, shit, the ugly bitches.

Shit, well if these dollars are phony . . .

Oh, by the way, are you
going to fuck the blacks?

That's what I think you're figuring on doing.

They . . .

With this SVD, . . . ushhh,
those snipers, the bitches.

We ought to get away from here.

Get them both.

Where should I hit them?

Where have they been hitting our guys?

- The testicles.
- Then get them there.

Right there?

Get'em.

Why? We're having it good here.

We've been hitting the Russians hard, they
will not recover, and help will not come
to them. I heard all that myself.

And the money's still good.

Once I have enough for a fur coat,

and you buy your mother an apartment
in Vilnius, I will come visit in my
blonde mink at your new place.

Now, now, I will hit them there, right there.

Get'em?

Got'em. The first time in my life
to shoot bitches like them so they
will have no chance to bear a litter.

It was with hollow points.

Bitches, we have to finish them off.

With the narcotics they take . . .
they could still come back to life . . .
damn bitches . . .

- With cunts torn open one
could screw'em straight on.
- Cut'em across the throat.

Could never get a hard on with such
as these. I get'em in the stomach
so they choke on their own shit.

That works also.

Their pockets.

- I already looked.
- U.S. dollars, shit!

- Let's have'em.
- Half.

We'll count it and spread it
around, to Kostya, Ilya . . .

To the sniper also?

Leave the sniper out. Let's get going.
The Chechens are on the move.

Okay.

(speaking in English)

We had just agreed to have sex, why baby?

Look baby why did you have to die?

No baby no, why?
Shit!

Fok ke-se-nai!

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Shit, you know their language?

Well, uh, I got top marks in English in school.

You boast.

Well, what, we get started?

Do you hear me?

My country calls me.

Oh, how they try so hard to get us!

The window on the second floor. Fire.

Look.

Stop you fool, you idiot, you fool, you idiot.

Bastard, piece of shit.

Bastard, fuck, bastard, fuck, bastard.

Shit, . . . Torch that piece of shit.

Fire.

Torch that tank! Torch that tank!
Torch that piece of shit! Torch that
tank! Torch that piece of shit!

Sugrob-2, this is Kobra, Sugrob-2, this
is Kobra, how do you read me? Come in.

If we now make an all-out attack,
it's possible for us to wipe them out.

We got their snipers.
Our tanker is out of action.

Attack, Sugrob, or did you
decide to give it up.

Shit, I will hold on to this
building with my teeth.

Shit, no man has been born to
whom I will give up this building.

You dumb ass, understand?

Shit, over my dead body.

We don't need another dead body, colonel.

Your body is so very strong, and so very tough.
And I then would have to jump over it.

Let's attack. There's not many of
them. We will eviserate them.

Our intelligence has reported large losses
by the Chechens. Listen to my
command, all personnel get ready.

We shall take back surgery
and all that's behind it.

Igor destroyed them just as he
would not bury us with the Chechens.

Gruzavuta, where are you headed?
Let's get out of here.

It's been all fixed up over there.

Our tank men pulverized the place like madmen.

Torch that shit, torch it, bastard, you
bastard, torch it, shit, you fool, shit,
why, why are you such a dumb piece of shit?

My legs, my legs, shit, got torn off me.

This is it, my legs are gone.

Korobochka, where are you, where are you?
Korobochka, are you alive, are you alive?

This is Sugrob-2, answer back, tanker, answer
back, Korobochka-2, answer Sugrob, motherfucker.

Bring me that piece of scum. He's cost me more
than anyone, than this whole war, the bastard.

Raise him up higher.

Sugrob, you swine, listen to me carefully.

Your stinking T-80 tank which cost us so
much blood, I am now on top of it,
look, look, I am standing on it.

Stop lying, Dukus, don't lie
to me, you bastard.

That rotten tanker of yours, I
shall now show him to you.

Well then show him to me,
you lie to me you animal.

- Where's the cross? Get him on the cross.
- Over here boy.
- Excellent.

I ask everyone who is able, if you can move at
all, take your weapon and back up the attack.

There are very few of us, we are almost gone.

Now only you remain, you young
recruits are my demons from hell.

Let's get going, let's get going.

Get to the walls . . . gunners in front . . .
don't take cover . . . attack them, attack.

Foward, men, if we get to the wall,
it'll be 100 times better.

Let's go.

Gunner, gunner.

Mother, mother, I am Korobochka-2.

Colonel, Colonel, here is you tanker. You will
know about him, Colonel, come here, come here.

Where are you, Dukus Israpilov?

Listen, I do not know where, somewhere
on the second floor. Come here, Colonel.

You see your tanker misses you, come here.

Come here, Colonel . . . come here.

I am coming.

Come here, you bastard, come here.

Fire away.

Someone's being carried.

It's their commander.

We must prepare our instruments.
He won't get away.

Let them get a bit futher.
We do this operation step by step

so that his body gets proper treatment.

We begin operating on him.

(speaking in Chechen)

Aim a bit lower.

(speaking in Chechen)

Got him. shit.

We cured him, and it didn't require a doctor.

That's it. Our men are in the building.

Hmmm, how is our tanker?

Igor Grigorashchenko?

They crucified him.

He was great, this tanker, . . . and
courageous. I had thought he was
afraid. But he was a Cossack.

Be a place for him in heaven.

(Russian lullaby)

You alive, tanker?

Are you alive?

We destroyed them.

Though we had been wounded.

We butchered them, destroyed them.

We destroyed them.

Do you hear me?

He doesn't hear you . . . he hears nothing.

Don't cry. Why cry?

You alive?

You alive?

You all were tough, you
fought, you all did great.

You what got hit?

Got hit.

You're tough. You'll get over this.

You are more ferocious than the Chechens, in
your hearts you can now rejoice beyond words.

Take him down.

Carefully take him down.

He won this battle.

They will never know, but
you will remember him.

You men will live and name you children
after him. Anyone know his name?

Igor.

Oh what they did to him.

hands, missing legs, the scum, they nailed him.

We must take him off and carry him.

The bastards.

Lift him up, lift him up.

Where, where should we carry him?

Carry him, carry him.

Before long the hospital complex in Grozny
was again occupied by a Chechen detachment.

subtitles by Jon Donelson