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VLASIK THE SHADOW OF LONELINESS

The year was 1937.

This year will become one of the most horrible years in Soviet history.

Repressions started in the Kremlin reach the furthermost corners of the country.

It starts with a war among the closest surroundings of Stalin.

This is the same with every revolution.

First fellow fighters perform a coup,

then they start dividing power,

terminating those who’d lost.

Bukharin, Trotsky, Kamenev Zinoviev, Tukhachevsky, Blukher.

Some knew Stalin since the Civil War,

some since the underground in Tsarist Russia.

Stalin realized, that for them he shall always remain Koba,

fellow fighter, first among peers, but not the leader,

unthinkable to be replaced.

Eventually they were thinking so, and Stalin knew it well.

They wanted to play him up, but he was a step ahead, as usual.

Horribly, ferociously, showing no mercy to anyone.

They hoped he'd stop, to the end.

Even when the first bell rang.

Lavrentiy Beria arrived to Moscow.

Nikolai Yezhov replaced Genrich Yagoda as the head of the NKVD.

Part 6

Come on Vasya, hit it!

Hit it, Vasya!

Hit it!

Vasya! Vasya!

Everyone forward!

Playing!

Vasya! Got to play!

Oh you loser! Rolled it in your gate!

By accident.

Forgive me.

You owe me three circles tomorrow at morning training.

Vasya.

Play ball! Play it!

What is it,

this service girl Klava caught your fancy?

Why?

Nothing.

You're too young to fancy girls.

Come on, uncle Vlasik.

You better tell me where is my air gun.

- I'm waiting years! - You haven't earned it yet.

You harass Sveta,

cut school, faking your marks.

Look, you even strike goals in your team's gate.

A gun for this, isn't it too much?

No, not too much.

Just the thing.

And stop pressing me about marks and school.

I'm not a little boy anymore. I'll prove it to everyone, soon.

You're in charge, finish playing,

- And march to your post - Yes!

The blue night will fall,

as soon as...

Open the door gently...

My dear,

what a life's ahead of us!

- I don't want to go to Moscow. - Why?

It's cold and sad there.

But it's also merry and interesting.

Take it easy, dear Nino. You'll get hold of it.

Dirt.

Progress.

Stench.

Culture.

Vanity.

The Kremlin.

Fear.

Strength.

Danger.

Power.

We'll ask him now.

Come here, dear Sergo.

Tell me please,

What is the most important for you in Moscow?

Marfa Peshkova.

Eat, please.

You’re looking the wrong way, sonny.

But it's okay. We have plenty of time.

He'll grow up and get smarter.

It is not that soon, Lara?

It depends, dear. It depends.

Please eat.

May I?

Excuse me/

Turgenev?

"Asya"?

Kolya.

Haven't you started to write poetry yet?

Miron.

Can you imagine

what love can be,

when...

It's enough that she looks at you,

and you are happy.

Asya.

Where did you get this macho thing from?

You told me yourself.

Your dad was a good man.

- Believed in God. - Cut it!

You got smart, I see.

You'd rather press tits at corners.

Take this crap out of here!

I'm talking about other things.

There are feelings.

High feelings.

They're called...

What are they called?

Platonic.

Vasya, what if they see us?

Let them see.

Good for you, but if comrade Vlasik sees this, he'll fire me.

I can fire if I wish.

Keep your hands to yourself.

Go. Come on, go.

Why did he run so fast?

Don't you want your dad to keep his life?

Be a bit softer somehow.

A bit softer.

I cannot like this, by an order.

He's a little boy.

What if he actually wants to marry me?

Are you a fool or what?

I'm afraid!

If comrade Vlasik sees it, it's trouble!

Please, comrade Mokhov, let me go back to my village.

I'll pray to God for you, comrade Mokhov!

We Bolsheviks have canceled God,

have you heard?

Clear?

Do you get it?

Get out.

Piece of trash.

What the cholera?

- I'll check. - Wait.

I got it.

What is it?

Dismissed, I got it.

Yes.

[They tore my new skirt]

[Gave me a black eye]

[Mama, don't blow up on me]

[It was my first time]

What?

Good health!

I'll kill anyone for Vasya,

- And for comrade Stalin... - Good for you, Nikolai.

Good for you.

Are you sure

- that Yagoda has a hand in it? - I'm not a boy.

I spoke with Mokhov, a good talk.

We talked until morning, he told me everything.

How Yagoda called him, what he'd promised.

How Mokhov tried to put Klava under Vasya.

- A nice girl? - What?

Is she a nice girl?

The hell I know.

I've fired her, too.

So it's like that.

Go and work, comrade Vlasik.

Yagoda's days are counted.

The Party has new tasks now.

It needs new people.

As comrade Stalin says,

people are the key.

No, Miron. If he had rejected their rules,

delay the Supreme Council elections for a year,

they'd call him a turncoat and kill him.

Then they'd ruin the whole country.

So he did it all that against his own will.

I'd so much like...

Miron, I have my doubts too, otherwise I wouldn't come here.

You see...

today, he...

...destroys the country...

...tomorrow he restores the country...

...but that doesn't matter any more.

It is important that I know

that he entered into a treaty.

What treaty?

What are you talking about, Miron?

Here are the keys, you're in charge, I'm going.

Porcelain casket,

with diamonds.

Take it, or there's no place for writing.

Silver forks,

twenty pieces.

- Wait, I don't follow. - Alexei Dmitrievich,

another casket.

Dismissed.

A watch,

golden.

Oh Lord.

And you said "indecent, indecent".

What a shame!

Why did you bring it here?

This is the proof of comrade Yagoda's decay.

All that's not enough for you?

- My bad. - A bracelet with something.

Stuck it in, we'll see.

- Another casket. - What?

- Can't open it. - Put it here.

Look at it.

Rings with diamonds, 183 pieces.

The place of the Prima Donna is vacant!

Do not thank me!

Yagoda is a blatant enemy.

Besides, he's a demoralizer.

What they have found there!

You don't want to know, Kolya,

that such things exist.

Mountains of goods.

A sea of perfumes.

And an ocean of liquors.

We are in a great battle,

a fierce and merciless one.

I want to ask you, Kolya,

are you with us?

I am...

...with comrade Stalin.

In summary,

by 1652 AD...

excuse me,

fights of state troops with the rebels had become

regular.

That's how the Fronde

had again lived up to its name.

As Fronde means "slingshot" in French.

Who grew up in the streets, he knows what is it.

That will do for today, good bye.

Thank you very much!

Nikolai.

Nikolai.

How could you sleep

at the lecture of Academic Lemke himself!

- What a shame! - Pardon me, won't happen again, promise.

Excuse me for a moment.

Mama, look! It's daddy, daddy!

It's our daddy!

- How much, mother? - Four kopeks.

I'll take the yellow ones.

Yes, I see.

Mama, where are we going? Daddy is there!

Thank you.

Let's go.

Nadya, come home for dinner.

Don't forget to spray a perfume.

Why the nice dress?

Where's this from?

I've asked, why this glamor?

Lyuda, do you need two coats? What a vulgarity!

- I say, why the glamor? - Are you a decadent?

Don't switch the issue.

I bought the coats at the market, of my money, for Nadya's dowry.

Going to your scrawny slut?

I saw you.

The daughter saw you, too.

Should be ashamed in front of the child, bed-hopper.

What are you doing, huh?

You promised me!

You swore!

Swore on the world revolution, wanker.

You simply took my father wrong.

I understood him pretty well.

Look after you, and wait for the doctor.

He said you should go to the school and pick up the home assignment for me.

Else I'll have Cs in my report.

Can we call the school and get the home assignment?

Can they pass maps by phone?

Funny, for real.

All right, I'll go.

You, get under the blanket.

Come on.

Hello!

Yes, Sveta.

Leningrad, please.

Yakov Jugashvili apartment.

No, Yasha, no.

No one offends me.

I'm just...

Just...

I just miss...

I miss our mom.

Do you like the wine?

This is directly from Georgia.

Shame that the visit was so short.

And we drank so little.

But I understand,

your job with such a man.

It's hard to find time for theater.

Just a second.

Daddy,

please don't slow us down. We're already late for the overture.

So long!

Hurry up!

Thank you, professor.

Thank you for your hospitality,

and for your wonderful daughter.

- Good bye! - So long!

I repeat the question.

What did Vlasik tell you

during intercourse?

Are you...

During this,

do you discuss higher matters?

During intercourse

he mainly snuffled.

But in between,

during breaks, he spoke a lot.

About what?

About his miserable childhood

in a distant village.

In the epoch of the Tsar.

What was common between your lover Vlasik

and your other lover, Genrikh Yagoda?

Passion for me.

Hot as the sea.

Bitch!

Bitch!

The sea spreads wide

The waves roar hard far away

- Why the clock is idle? - It's better without it.

I thought you like other music.

Kozin, Lemeshev.

They are beautiful of course, but we have other voices like theirs.

While Vertinsky is one and only.

Why didn't you tell me that Professor Lemke is your father?

Ladies must have secrets,

my mother used to say so.

After my mother's death

my dad is the main person in my life.

You did like him, didn't you?

Very much.

The more so,

you love each other so much.

And I love you.

You should take your portrait like this.

When you are so beautiful and perplexed.

Where did you bring me to instead of the theater, Kolya?

My friend's house.

It's nice here, very aesthetic.

Really beautiful, I even see paintings.

The hair smell.

You smell nice all over.

Perhaps Judith smelled like this.

You are saying silly things.

I never said

what my job was.

It hurts!

Oh Lord!

Who?

Who sent you?

If you say,

your dad will get to his pension in peace and not under convoy.

You do know

what they do with the likes of him in jails?

Who hired you?

I'm waiting.

Beria.

My mother worked for uncle Lara.

Uncle Lara.

I need to go home.

Go.

Get undressed.

Please.

Thank you.

Please.

Maybe to our table?

No, thank you.

Excuse me.

Let's have some.

Pity.

What?

Comrade Jugashvili's going to get some.

Is he the son of the boss?

You're not mistaken, are you?

I never am.

I was accepting their admission test at the Academy.

Yakov Jugashvili was one of the cadets with an "excellent" mark.

Introduce me.

Do I look like an idiot?

To place such a candy into someone else's mouth.

You need it, you introduce yourself.

I'll go powder my nose. Don't escort me.

What are we having, my friend?

A shashlik?

Please get us more vodka and shashlik, right?

All right. I'll get it right now.

Would you like anything else?

The main course, please.

- Excuse me? - Excuse me.

But it's the boys' room.

Oh Lord. I'm such a gaper. Always getting to wrong places.

Forgive me.

Oh no, you forgive me.

May I escort you?

Oblige me. Or I'll get to a wrong place again.

Arkady Petrovich! Are you with us?

I'll catch up with you.

I'd love to meet Nikolai Cherkasov. He's so good looking.

He's 35, and he played an old man.

35? He's actually an old man!

Professor Polezhayev is of the nobles.

The nobles were the backbone of tyranny.

What differs that tyranny from this?

I've got keys from my brother's place.

Is he at home?

Yes, only in Leningrad.

Anyway we must enter quiet, or the neighbors will hear.

Please.

Fall in!

Right turn!

Forward march!

One... one...

One, two, three.

Are you what, stalking me?

Vasya, apologize to your friends, and get tot he car.

I'll take you home.

Come now.

I’ll tell my father that you're threatening me.

What's the matter?

It's nothing.

Okay, the visit is canceled.

There's a redecoration.

This one here is the foreman of the decorators.

Come on, people.

Foreman of decorators?

Cholera!

- How dare you? - How dare you!

You cut school!

Three "F"s in the quarter!

Your father works day and night.

Sleeping three hours a day!

The country's building socialism, and what about you?

You'll get expelled!

Let them expel me! I’ll be a pilot like Chkalov!

What? With your marks?

Forget the marks!

Is it like Stalin's son enrolls there every day?

You're partly right.

But I won't let you shame your father with your 'F"s!

Let's make a deal.

You stop cutting school, rise up your marks,

and I'll take you downtown at weekends for a leave.

A leave?

- Like in the Army? - Like in the Army.

Without proper discipline

you go right to the click at the Kacha school.

Their brigade commander Ivanov is a ferocious man.

Move on.

You can't do anything, Nikolai,

or you don't want to?

Volodya,

I am not going to risk my life.

I've got a good thing going on,

don't you think so?

Yeah.

For some...

I don't want to look for trouble.

By the way,

Miron passes his regards to you.

How's he?

Why, excellent.

He's in Pitsunda.

Sun, air, sea.

Lots of people.

He's designing the next

cosy den for vacationers.

Good for him.

When is he planning to return?

He didn't say.

- Pass him my regards. - Certainly.

Okay, Volodya.

Excuse me.

I've got to go.

All right.

Well then,

you don't want to.

What's father writing?

That I should study agriculture.

For the dynasty!

Doesn't he know what you're doing?

Of course not.

He doesn't even know his daughter's rank.

Time to go.

I need to collect my commendation for sharp shooting.

Valya, are you very tired?

Not at all.

He didn't ask for tea or water during the whole night.

Even not for herring.

I even managed to sleep in the janitor's room.

Only, don't tell Vlasik.

No way!

I say, here's that...

As you collect your commendation,

rush to the boss' apartment.

We've got a planned cleaning there,

and Samokha has twisted her foot, the bitch.

No doubt she'd twisted it

dancing with drivers,

that slut.

You're not like that, Valentina.

No dancing, no admirers.

Just commendations for sharp shooting.

So will you drop by?

With no lagging, it can be finished there by night.

I'll do it in three hours. I am a Stakhanov!

Pass the tools.

It's there.

Give me the new ones.

You forgot? Vlasik ordered to replace it after each cleaning.

To stop microbes from procreation.

Here you are.

Bon appetite.

Sushka's letter came in.

Regards to you. He's asking about Nadya, Lyuda, about you.

He likes his service in Kharkov.

He says, nice town.

Good girl Matryona.

She's solved the cleaning issue, great.

Kolya, I say.

Since Sushka's father in law got arrested and he was transferred,

- have you visited their family even once? - Hold this.

Did you call him even once?

Order this lock to be repaired.

And Miron,

drop by encoding department, make a copy of this. I'm in a rush.

Take these,

they are quite tasty, it's called Churchkhela.

My aunt brings them from Georgia.

This?

Yes.

Ranevskaya is a great actress, right?

Wonders.

One stupid girl

from us ballerinas once said,

"Can you imagine, Faina Georgievna,

no one ever kissed me besides my groom".

Faina turns slowly and says,

"My dear,

are you complaining

or boasting?"

Julia, marry me.

I do not press for an immediate answer.

Get on your knees.

Crawl.

Crawl, crawl.

Do it properly.

I,

Yakov Jugashvili,

take Julia Meltzer as my wife.

Forever, till death us part.

Is this proper?

I don't know what's proper.

I agree.

Take me!

As a wife too!

I do not understand one thing, comrades.

How the brave guards of Stalin could've missed that?

It's good that the conspirators turned to be quite talkative.

And my people, when all the fuss happened,

with Stalin in Sochi,

took some of them for handling.

- Comrade Beria, don't you think... - Nikolai, silence.

Lavrentiy, go on.

By the report of the Transcaucasia region...

Skip the preamble and get to the matter.

Excuse me, comrade Stalin.

The matter at hand.

Barkeeper Vinogradova

married Brukhanov,

the governorof a government building by deceit,

recruited him into a Trotskist terrorist group.

The criminals planned to poison food in comrade Stalin's kitchen.

Alexander Nikolaevich, ready?

Good health!

Kolya, pass this in person to division commander, Zhukov.

His camp is now right over Baranovichi.

And you'll meet him as well.

Zhora is a great man.

With an attitude though.

Attitude's good, it's bad without it.

Good, Alexander Nikolaevich, I'll deliver this to him.

Thank you.

It's faster to go with you.

A courier would lag a whole week.

By the way, they asked you to visit Malenkov's department.

Of course.

Would you mind to visit our canteen?

The compote there is delicious.

Right. And the buns.

She's Beria's wife first cousin.

Nino Taimurazovna's.

Alexandra Nakashidze.

She'll take the children of the boss

to the theaters, and educate them about culture.

Maybe it's right.

I'm hardly a theater guy.

I'm rather

a foreman of decorators.

Okay, Alexander Nikolaievich,

I'm off.

I got to visit a place on my way to the airport.

Are you flying for a long time?

I'll try to return soon.

'Cause you’re off for a week,

and when you're back,

Lavrentiy Pavlovich's relatives are all around you.

Bite your tongue, Kolya!

The enemy has entrenched almost in every service department.

- This is delirious! - Wait, Kolya.

Let him finish.

Furthermore,

the deputy to the Kremlin governor,

also a member of the same Trotskist terror group,

recruited by former Kremlin governor Peters,

was tasked to poison the water in the tap.

Be it as it may, comrade Stalin, but it's impossible to poison tap water.

I can assume that it's possible to poison water in collector tanks,

in the attic.

But that's impossible too!

Comrade Vlasik ordered changing the locks every 7 days.

On the third day,

one can find keys to the new locks.

Is that correct, Lavrentiy?

Affirmative, comrade Stalin.

Comrade Stalin,

we detect and destroy enemies of the people

day and night.

Our people

are experienced and tested in the field.

They won't miss a fly.

They work to exhaustion.

You are saying, they work to exhaustion.

Maybe, the exhaustion

has already happened?

Okay, that's it.

Enough of this.

I have lots of work.

And you, listen to comrade Beria.

His vision isn't blurred

by the Kremlin privileges.

He sees many things the right way.

That will do, dismissed.

Affirmative.

Comrade Stalin/

What is it, Lavrentiy?

About Alexandra Nakashidze.

She wants to know when she could start working.

She can start right now.

Let her take Vasily to the opera.

We'll see,

what kind of pedagogue she is.

A drama group, a photo group.

Choir group, I want to sing.

We have voted, all as one, for a drawing group right now.

Maria Markovna said

when I was walking from the hall,

A drama group, a photo group

maybe it's too thick a soup.

I forgot!

Pick yourself, my friend,

...one...

...one certain...

Group!

My sunshine!

Good performance! Right, Nadya?

Yes, almost!

Happy birthday, Natasha!

Grow big, listen to your mom and dad.

Hold this.

Hold this, Lyuda.

Natasha,

here's to your first jubilee in your life!

To your personal five-year plan!

Touch your glasses!

We took an obligation in our yard:

learn by heart all the book of Agnia Barto lyrics!

This is our Stakhanov competition!

Good kids!

Nadya, go lay a little in the room.

I'll brew some tea and check the crackers.

- I'll have a smoke. - Okay.

Yeah...

It's hard, Lilka's alone.

After dad's arrest and Sushka's transfer, she's lost all her zest.

Lyuda,

have you heard anything? How is it there?

I'm deadly frightened. The arrests are back.

Lyuda,

I totally forgot.

Thank you so much for the doll!

- A doll? - Your man has brought it in the morning.

He was in a rush, his colleague went up.

Natasha wouldn't part with it.

Just a drop.

- Thank you. - Don't mention.

Have you written it?

Very good.

The last phrase.

Everybody laughed,

while Vanya started crying.

Why?

Because he was caught red-handed.

Well, being caught makes him a fool.

Finished?

Very well.

- Are you ready? - Yes.

Your hair's a mess.

Vasya, we're going to the opera, not to a stadium.

Even if it was a stadium, this kind of look?

Just a sec.

Are you sure that dad told us to go to the opera?

Literally: if Vasya wants to be a pilot,

he must know the classic Russian opera.

Vasya! Not like that!

Sit down.

Your hair is coarse, this is how you do it.

Wet at the roots, and then straighten out.

Not from the top.

- State of the art! - Vasya, we're late!

Sveta, we're off!

Don't get bored! Lock the door after us please.

Thank you.

So beautiful!

It's... it's mother's.

Do you keep all this?

Yes.

Father doesn't know that I hid it.

I'd not recommend to tell the father.

He won't believe you.

I'll disown it.

All right.