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Star Media presents

Alexei Kravchenko, Svetlana Kolpakova

Yuriy Borisov, Arina Zharkova

Maksim Kerin, Alina Lanina

Maria Smolnikova, Vitaliy Khayev

Sergey Sosnovskiy, Maria Kuznetsova

Sergey Peregudov, Vladislav Vetrov

Viktoria Tolstoganova, Leonid Gromov

Created and directed by Milena Fadeyeva

Director of Photography Radik Askarov Art Director - Sergey Kokovkin

Costumes by Alexei Kamyshov Music by Ivan Uryupin

Montage by Marina Vasilyeva Sound Director - Leonid Shushakov

Executive Producers - Eduard Aliyev, Tatyana Statsman

Produced by Ekaterina Pogorzhelskaya

Produced by Andrey Anokhin, Vlad Ryashin

Movie of Milena Fadeyeva

THE ANCESTRAL LAND

- Lieutenant Agapov! - Here.

- Lieutenant Colonel Begunov! - He died yesterday.

- Major Voloshin! - Here.

- Red Army Soldier Drozdov! - Here.

- Ober-Lieutenant Krapivin! - He is dying.

- Lieutenant Makovskiy! - Here.

- Red Army Soldier Morozov! - Here.

- Ober-Lieutenant Polyakov! - He died yesterday.

Faster.

Another day passed.

We didn’t die, thanks for that.

We shall escape.

We shall. But one can’t escape from here.

Another day like this one, and I’ll clutch at some Fascist throat

and eat him together with his intestines.

You won’t have time. They’ll shoot you.

Let them shoot.

It’s better than this hell.

Do you like it, Stepa?

Yes, this ambrosia is especially bad today.

Only the intestines of a dung beetle must be worse.

Do you recall Moscow food?

Give me a bit more, boy! Give a bit more, for the sake of God!

Eat.

Why line up, damn it? Let the people finish their food!

You’re a bastard! A Fascist bastard!

You have been driving hungry people to work for the third day in a row!

Comrade Colonel!

You’re a bastard! A Fascist son of a bitch!

Volodya Troshyn died this night!

You’re a Fascist shit…

My honey, my beloved…

My handwriting is bad.

I’m writing with a piece of a pencil, so excuse me.

I turned a pot upside down to serve as a table, and I use earth for a chair.

The bombardment died down for a while though we’re very close

to the Germans now.

However, I feel neither fear nor worries.

Only one feeling is left -

love to you, love to our children,

love to the Motherland.

What is next? What does Gosha write, Irochka?

Ira?

May I read your letter?

Varenka?

Please!

Here you go.

My honey, my beloved…

Varya! Varvara! Take your linens!

Varvara! Take your linens!

Antipovna! Granny Tasya! Antipovna!

Devil must have brought you… I wish you went to hell!

Come here. You must have become completely deaf.

I’m deaf indeed but I hear the likes of you from three versts.

What did you come for?

What and what… don’t pretend not to understand.

Whom are you sheltering? Who lives in your house? Tell me!

Stop talking nonsense. Don’t put shame on the old lady.

I know that a female soldier lives in your house.

It’s a young woman violated by the Germans.

Don’t try lying to me. Let’s go inside, I'll examine the house.

What do you want to see?

Antipovna, do you want to get on a gibbet in your old age?

Or get a bullet into your abdomen?

Do you know what, Vaska? Shoot at me right now! Shoot!

Did you forget how my Mishka saved you in the woods?! Shoot!

When my Mishka comes back, we’ll bury you alive! Shoot!

Did you forget how Granny Tasya was caring for you

when you were little after your mother, a holy soul, died?

Shoot, come on! Shoot! You’re a traitor!

A wolf in the Fascist skin!

Calm down, Granny Tasya! I was only asking questions because…

I don’t want to see you at the gibbet.

If you don’t want it, go away

and don’t come to my house again.

If we end up at that gibbet together because of your silly affairs,

we’ll be neighbours in the other world.

That’s why… drive your lady soldier out.

If she has recovered, make her leave your house.

And one more thing…

For that, you shall give me your cow.

What?

The cow?

She is my only provider, the only source of food that I have!

Go! Take the cow!

Go!

You’re a bastard! Oh…

Eat, girl. Eat a bit.

Did you drink again?

What an old fool I was to give you spirits!

It’s not good. You’re not a man.

I gave you just a drop, to feel better,

and now you are drinking all the time. Here, eat!

It’s easier this way. I’ll leave soon.

Where will you go? You haven’t recovered.

I gathered you piece by piece.

Eat! If you leave, you’ll need strength.

What strength do you have? Like a newborn. Eat, eat.

Did you remember your name?

What grief…

Here you go. I found it in your clothes and forgot about it.

Maybe it says something about you?

Morozova Lilya Mikhaylovna.

It must be me.

By that time, we’ll transfer everybody who can walk

to the evacuation point.

I got it.

Comrade Captain, more wounded were delivered…

What wounded? Haven’t you read the order?

The hospital is disbanded, the surgery rooms aren’t working.

I left one surgery room intact.

I ordered not to pull it down until 13:30.

Do you want to tell me that you’re going to go and operate?

Did you read the order with your own eyes?

I did.

Alexei Makarovitch, we have three new wounded.

One has been operated on,

the second one died without coming to his senses…

What about the third?

The loading is about to start, Comrade Military Doctor!

- The third one? - The third is a scout girl.

- She is already in the surgery room. - Let’s go.

I beg your pardon, Comrade Captain.

Alexei Makarovitch, you have no more than 30 minutes at your disposal!

Hero of the Soviet Union Lieutenant Zvonaryova.

Four medals. Two medals of the Red Banner!

She has serious sepsis and a splintered fracture.

The hip joint is infected. Tamara, prepare morphine.

- Amputation up to the hip. - Yes, sir.

Will I die, Comrade Military Doctor?

No. You’ll live for sure.

I feel sorry for your leg but your life is more valuable.

We’ll make a prosthetic.

I’ll live with a prosthetic, then.

What is your name, Comrade Military Doctor?

Alexei.

Alesha…

Alexei Makarovitch? You finished in 30 minutes sharp!

Did you keep the time, Gennadiy Ivanovitch?

I always keep the time. At the war, every minute counts.

I wanted to tell you in the evening but I can’t wait.

Comrade Military Doctor, you are awarded with the Medal of the Red Banner!

I see. I operated on a hero now. A girl. She has four medals.

I see. And I was interfering…

I’ll look at the bread and then eat it.

I don’t have any strength left.

What are you mumbling, Kharitosha?

Our Kharitosha died.

Who has some strength, brothers?

We shall take him out of here. He’ll stink at night.

Stepa? Stepa, let’s take our comrade out.

This is his bread. Share it between you two.

Kharitosha didn’t have time to eat it.

Take it, Uncle Fedya.

Eat it yourself.

Do you know why the Germans are starving us?

Why? For them, it’s better to flush the bread down the toilet

than to give it to the Soviet prisoner-of-war.

Why are they doing it? Don’t you understand?

I understand everything. But there is also another, main aim.

They need to keep us half-dead.

In such a state, they don’t need to guard us.

Nobody is able to walk for more than a half of a kilometre from the camp.

Everybody is exhausted.

Don’t talk about everybody.

We will escape tomorrow.

If not, then we’ll replenish the hole with dead bodies.

I can’t go on executing their orders.

When I look at them, I imagine cutting their intestines,

throwing grenades at them, cutting them open…

This is it, Stepa, be quiet.

We shall escape!

All right.

Tomorrow. When they drive us to the place of work, we’ll act like this.

You’ll come up to the Fascists and say that you need to go to the toilet.

One of them will go with you. And then you, Stepa…

What are you doing?

What?

You’re not humans!

Bastards!

Lieutenant Mironov, Red Army Soldier Volodin,

Ober-Lieutenant Okhloplov are sentenced to death by court martial

for the theft of flour; they stole it while working at the storehouse today.

They put some flour in their pockets and took it out with them…

Damn it… how much flour could they put in their pockets?

You’ll die anyway, bastards! You’ll all burn in fire!

In that quiet evening time

I’ll think only about you.

I’ll take a book but will read “she” there.

My soul is drunk and confused again.

I’ll lie on a creaking bed.

The pillow is burning me. I won’t sleep, I won’t!

And suddenly conscience will tell me

That you’re the meekest of them all.

That your "yes” and your kiss by the pine tree

are no more than a caprice of the spring and my dreams.

You said there was a tankman in this ward.

Yes, there is one. Let me take you to another ward,

there are many tankmen there.

No. Who is he?

A young man there.

May I talk to him?

Of course, you may. I’ll wait for you in the doctors’ room.

All right. Thanks.

- Hello. My name is Alyona. - I know. I’m Alexander.

Alexander, a man whom I love is a tankman too.

I am looking forward to his return.

I hope he’ll return.

He is at the field hospital now. He burnt in a tank.

A third of his body is burnt, plus, he was wounded in his abdomen.

But the most important thing is that he is alive.

You survived too.

Do you have a girlfriend?

A classmate.

She is not really a girlfriend.

We went to the cinema and to the dances before the war.

We kissed a couple of times.

She wrote me at the front.

When they amputated my legs, I stopped writing to her.

So she doesn’t know what has happened to me and where I am.

Alexander, people love people.

It’s not important whether your loved one has legs or not.

- Is it from her? - Yes.

Thank you for talking to me. It was important for me.

Thank you.

The man you love will come back for sure.

You just have to wait for him.

I’ll be looking forward.

- Varya? - Hello, Alyona.

- Do you work here? - As you may see.

How is Egor?

Good, thanks. He is growing.

Have you found a place to live?

I have. I’ll go, I need to work.

Wait.

Forgive me, if you can.

There is nothing for me to forgive you for.

You’re who you are. You won’t become a different person.

I’ll love you as you are.

I’ll go, Alyona.

Varya, wait… I understand everything well…

Alyona, I’ll go. I need to work.

My heart tears when I look at you.

Thank you for everything.

It’s good that the soldiers passed our village.

I feel sorry to tear you from my heart

but I understand with my old brain that you shall go home, honey.

You will have to stay at the hospital for long.

God help you! The soldiers are waiting.

Let God help you, and let Holy Mother of God protect you!

What are you doing? Stop it! Stop it, honey!

Thank you!

Go, honey, go.

Sonny? Listen to the old lady.

The Germans tortured her, they violated her. She is sick.

She can’t stay with the men in the car body.

Please let her sit in front with you!

I got you, mother!

Soldier Morozova, let’s go. You’ll sit in the cabin.

Did you understand him? They’re giving us a loaf of bread each.

It’s for three days.

They must be transferring us to Germany.

If we find even a small hole scratched out with a nail in the wagon,

everybody from that wagon will be executed!

Ten people! Go! Faster!

Move it, move it! Come on, faster!

Guys, what are you doing? What are you doing?

Are you crazy? They'll shoot everybody!

Let them! At least somebody might get away!

Come on, Stepa, come on!

Go away, go away!

Get out of here!

I’ll kill you!

I’ll kill everybody who interferes! If I open it, you’ll all escape!

Come on, Stepa!

Press on it, Mitya, press on it!

I can’t!

It’s moving! It’s shifting! It’s shifting!

Come on, come on!

Comrades! Come on! Or they’ll shoot us all! Faster!

Mum…

- Hello, Varya. - Hello, Irisha.

Let’s go.

Stop doing that!

Or I’ll put you in a corner for all night!

What a fighter!

It’s a big plane. Hello.

Hello, guys. Hello.

What a plane we have!

He has just broken it.

- Have you eaten? - I need to feed the kid first.

The kid? Who is an adult here?

Me. I’m an adult. Varya, did you forget that I’m already 8?

Yes, I remember. Has German Petrovitch have supper?

I think he didn’t. Because he hasn’t come home yet.

What do you mean - he hasn’t come home yet?

He just hasn’t.

He was to come three hours ago!

Varya, don’t worry. Maybe something happened at his plant.

No, no, no, it couldn’t have happened.

You’re the one responsible. Stay here.

Hello. Please let me in. I need to find one person.

Why are you shouting, lady? I can’t let you in without a pass.

Look! I need to find Arbuzov German Petrovitch!

If you don’t find him for me right now,

I’ll get into the plant’ territory anyway. And you’ll be punished?

So you came to Professor Arbuzov, didn’t you?

Yes.

God, he was such a good man,

nice, attentive.

He used to always stop and talk to me.

What do you mean - he used to?

His heart stopped one hour before his shift ended.

He fell right by his machine.

Wait, I’ll call the head of his workshop to you.

Makovskiy?

Makovskiy…

Makovskiy, damn you…

Don’t you curse me.

- Makovskiy! - Stepa!

- Makovskiy! - Stepa! Stepa!

I thought my head will fall out when I jumped from that train.

And you said we wouldn’t manage it! We did! We did!

- We did! - We did well!

- We had to manage it! - We did, Stepka.

Do you know what is the most important in life?

Freedom and love.

And also peace in the world. We’re fools; we only realized it now.

Before I left for the front, I graduated from the military institute.

I got a new uniform.

I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror.

I was imagining myself showing it off to the soldiers at the front.

Can you imagine the silliness of my thoughts?

If you knew what I had been doing before the war…

…you wouldn’t offer me a hand.

Were you killing people?

I was robbing them.

Do you feel remorse?

I do.

This is what is the most important.