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(Misha) -Caution.

(Irina) -Tosh, be careful.

(Marina) -Look, there's another one.

Where to next?

The same... -Do you know where to go next?

A?

Let's go, let's go.

(Pauline) -What, are you out? Phew...

(Marina) -Baby. It's all wet. (Irina) -Finally.

(Marina) -Feet need to warm. Come on, come on, come here.

(Irina) -My legs are going to fall off...

-What's up, Misha?

What's that?

-Is that blood? (Leonid) -Where?

-Leon, it's blood!

-It's too bad, it's too bad, we gotta get out of here, what are you doing?

Okay, look, there's blood here too.

There's something on it.

(Misha) -It's a pagan temple.

-Look, a village.

-Nastia! -Marina!

-Stop. Stop!

Nastya.

-Stop, stop, stop, stop. Shh, shh, shh.

-Shh, shh, shh. Quiet!

Marin, come on, man! Leave her alone already.

It's clear she's from around here. -What? -What's clear, Lyon?

Maybe she was tortured here! (Polina) -Shh, shh, shh.

We got to get out of here. (Sergey) -Where to go?

There's nothing but swamps around here. It's night, we're all wet, we have nothing.

No food, no water, no fire. With one bullet in the machine gun.

(knocking on door)

-Evening in the hut.

The girl's not yours?

-We're in the middle of nowhere. The swamps around here are impassable. We don't get visitors.

Where are you from? (Irina) -From Moscow.

You're from around here, aren't you?

-Yeah, we're from all over Russia.

And the kids were already born here.

-And Nastya? -Yes.

Nastenka ran away. Her mother, Olga, died.

They took her by the river to Navia, and Nastya did not speak anymore because of grief.

-А... By the river, you mean? -That's how we bury.

-Who's "you"?

-We, that's Oira. That's the name of the village.

Means "Glory to the sun." -What did Nastya's mom die of?

-Gods decided that.

-Appendicitis probably.

-Probably...

Have you eaten?

(Marina)-Yes. Thank you very much. -What, we should probably go now, right?

-Yes.

You can't go around pissing off the dead on this night.

-М... The dead? -Today the grandfathers.

The ancestors have come back to earth and are looking for the home of their kind.

-There are candles on the windows to find the way.

-There's candles in the windows to find the way.

-Mm-hmm. -And seats for them at the table.

-Elysius, give me a hand with the pie.

-Glasses appeared in Russia in the 17th century.

What century are you reconstructing? -I don't know.

-Mica. It has to be mica.

-Well, thank you. We'll probably be on our way now.

-Stay till morning, we'll make a bed for you on the benches.

-You have... You got such a big family. Why should we burden you -why should we burden you?

Come on, let's go, let's go. -You'll sleep under a tree in the woods,

with the kids?

-We...

-Len, I'm already exhausted... -We'll see you in the morning if we can.

...we'll stay with you. Thank you.

You're a lifesaver, you might say.

-You're welcome.

Except... you can't bring a gun in here.

Come on, I'll clean it up. Come on, come on, come on.

-Your dead may come today, too. How many of them (spoons I'll put in)?

-None.

-Excuse me.

I just choked. (Pauline) -But we're healthy,

We just don't look good. -Yeah, we've just been a couple of months.

living in a wreck. There's no people there at all, so we got the virus

definitely can't be, don't be afraid.

-What kind of virus?

-Don't you know?

(sings) -Oh, we're a wild wind, (together) -We are evil.

Give up our good, You take up your evil.

Sun, hear us, call our grandfathers.

Bring our song to the unborn hearts.

Let their hearts remember Who was their father.

Sun, hear us, call our grandfathers.

Bring our song to the unborn hearts.

Let those hearts remember Who was their father.

Sun, hear us, call our grandfathers.

-Hear. Come on up.

Gorislav, come on, follow me.

-Hello.

What's up, fellas?

We are... guests of Elisha, if anything.

-Let's go. -Where are we going? -Hurry up, let's go.

-Where are you gonna take us? -Go ahead.

-Where to go?

-To the party. -Why?

We'll sacrifice you to Horse.

Follow me.

(Marina)-Is it normal at all, a penis in the middle of the yard?

-Falic symbols were present in all ancient pagan cults.

-They all seem to be crazy here.

-Listen, Oira. These people came to our house last night.

Nastya, Olga's daughter, was with them. They saved her in the woods.

The gods guided them through our swamps.

-

What for? They're bringing us a message.

Tell me.

Anyway... the disease is really bad.

We were driving all the way from Moscow. There are dead bodies along the road...

There's no cure. A man just... burns up in two days.

Here, he starts coughing up blood and his pupils are white.

It's an epidemic.

-Well, if anyone else doubted that the gods of Oira's kin were guarding,

here's your answer.

What are we going to do with these newcomers? Do we keep them or chase them away?

(indignant shouting)

Quiet!

Let's hear what the gods have to say.

-Are they gonna cut him or what?

(singing a song)

(singing a song)

(singing a song)

(singing a song)

(mute speaks indistinctly)

-Gods say the pestilence won't come to Oira!

They say that Chernobog sent this pestilence on Russians.

For they forgot their ancient faith!

He who does not leave Oira shall be left alive by Hore!

And who goes away, dies!

And what do the gods say about the newcomers?

(whispering) -- Quiet.

(mute mutters something)

The newcomers.

The gods have said that these strangers are a blessing from the gods to us.

Hore wants to open our eyes through them.

As long as we're in a flood, stay.

Oira to you. (all) -Oira! Oira! Oira! Oira!

(children's voices)

-Let's get it right.

-Op, on me. -To you. -Yeah.

Listen, you're good, of course.

Back to the roots, back to the roots.

I never thought of that.

Now I'm looking... what a blessing it is, huh.

-We're about to celebrate -the birth of Perun.

The beast must be hunted in a special way. All the men are going hunting.

You'd do well, too.

-Well, hunting, that's my thing. Who are you going for?

-Let's get the Sekach!

-O. -Can you do it with a spear?

-I don't think I can with a spear. Look, well, I can pretty much do it in the corral.

-Fine.

Deal. -Thank you, Elisha.

-No, well, of course, the toughest one, that was Gypsy.

I remember I got so wasted on Scriptonite there, I got taken to the ambulance later.

and they took me away, you know.

-And I... I was in Moscow once, just passing through,

when we were on our way here. It took us five days to get here from Nizhny Novgorod.

I didn't like Moscow at all. -What about you, Velik? Where are you from?

-I'm Velislav.

-Listen, Velislav, come on, move it, move it out of here.

Guys, look what I found! (all) -Oh! -What, did you steal from grandpa?

-Man, I've been to Moscow too. But a long time ago, when I was little,

but I loved it.

-Well, what's the deal with Moscow?

-Zlatka, what's going on over there?

-Oh, yeah... Sunburn.

-The sun? What do you mean?

-Yes...

-Polina, what else were you doing in Moscow? -Nothing. I was drinking, then I was getting better,

then I drank again.

-I've been looking for you. -М. Mishka, come on in, sit down here.

What'd you do?

Were you out walking in the woods? -Yeah, I was just taking a walk...

What do you drink? -Honeycomb. Would you like some?

-Thank you. -Don't drink it, you'll turn into a goat.

Misha, you're risking it. -Hey, Misha, Misha!

Don't be greedy, you hear? You leave us some more!

-Come on. -Misha, what did you lose in the woods?

You really go out there every day? What for?

-He's probably out there fucking squirrels. -You just finish it.

That's actually my husband, in case you forgot, yeah.

-And it doesn't mean anything in Oire.

We are on the day of the birth of Perun... For the year we are looking for new husbands and wives,

and he's about to. -Hands off.

-Then what?

-or I'll knock your teeth out, bitch. -That's a transition.

Your mother's a bitch, okay?

-Aah!

-Get away from him! Get the fuck away from him!

Get away... Misha, Misha... His mother died recently. -burned to death.

Misha. Misha, can you hear me? Misha, get up, let's go.

Come with me. Come with me. -I didn't know.

I'm sorry. Let's make up.

Mih, I'm sorry.

How do you... I know what you mean, my brother recently...

Mish.

-No, no, Serj-Serj-Serj, not with that tool. Look.

This we take. Here's an oblique knife, it's sharpened on both sides.

-Yeah. -And you can go anywhere with it.

Go ahead, try it. -Yeah.

-Gently.

Where are you going, Sergei? -Ouch!

-Well, from yourself.

We got two more carpels to finish today, bloody hell,

so come on, don't get distracted. -Yeah.

-What's that you got there? -That's me in my spare...

from work, I work out.

It's not bad, but, look, it's a fiber thing, right?

-Yeah. -You got the notches wrong here,

You gotta do it like this, or you're gonna make that... dummy's face look all crooked.

Veles, yeah, or who's that?

-I don't know. Well, whatever you get, that's what you get.

-Mm-hmm. -Well, it's not bad, good for you. Keep up the good work.

-Thank you.

You don't have much respect for the gods, do you?

-I don't give a shit about the gods.

I came here to get my wife back in the day. -I came here for my wife.

She was into all that stuff.

-Where is she now?

-Where?

Work, Sergei, work.

-Oira. -Hello to you, too.

-I'm taking a break. I left the kids with Marinka, and I brought Sergei something to eat.

-Yeah

-Hello. Okay, here's some soup.

Milk will be...

-Put it there.

-Ser'yogi, I understand, but you should come to Antoshka sometime.

He misses me a lot.

In fact, he's afraid you've fallen out of love with him. We have a home now.

-Here he comes.

-Okay, I'll get the dishes later.

Oira.

-Oira.

Dad, I'm here.

-Hello. I mean oira. -Oira.

-And Daddy's there. Ivan!

-Yes?

Oh, daughter. What's for dinner?

-Repa's steaming. -What, again?

All right, go put it in the house.

-Where are we going -Where are we going, anyway?

-We're almost there. All of us from Oira are lying here.

Who go to Navia.

A cemetery, in short. А... That's my brother, Dobrynya.

He died last fall. Pneumonia. He was only 9 years old.

When I'm having a hard time, I... I come here to talk to him.

Anyway, sometimes he answers me. I can really hear him.

Anyway, you should try, too... talk to your mom and...

to listen. Maybe... hear your mother.

Well, if you want to, sure.

-I want to be alone.

- "Tom Thumb took the shiny pebbles with him.

And when the woodsman took them into the woods, with his brothers,

he left these pebbles on the path. And when the woodsman left them in the thicket,

they were able to go home. By the pebbles."

Hi! -О. What are you guys doing up, little man?

-That's okay. - Go back to sleep.

-Let's go. All right, all right, all right, I've told you this story a hundred times.

-Where are the young people? -Where are they going? -Probably out partying. What's up?

-Yeah, those fucking logs.

-Let me see that. (Leonid groans)

You want some potatoes? -Yeah, I'll have anything.

I'm as hungry as an elephant. -Yeah.

-How's kindergarten treating you?

-It's okay.

They're the only ones with rabid kids. One kid grabbed my ass today, you know.

I told his dad and he yelled at me.

Lyon, why don't you go talk to him? Well, he's pissing me off.

-Marin, don't start.

What do you want me to do, punch him in the face or something?

Marish, we're on bird rights here.

We're staying here because of the goat giblets, man!

-What are you yelling at me for? -Marin, I don't like it either.

I have to stick my tongue up my ass too,

but, man, we got a house, we got something to eat.

-All right, I sent the kids home, I gave up my shift...

(Marina) - Do you want some potatoes? -You will.

(Anton) -Give it back, it's my box! Give it back!

(Marina) -What, you're sorry, or what? Let her play. Well, you go to sleep.

Go to sleep at all.

(Nastya) -Huh? -I put you down.

Come on, get in. Under the blanket. Quick, quick, quick, quick.

Everything

-Come by tonight, I'll feed you dinner.

-Thank you, but I have a lot of work to do. I got two more spoons to make.

-Well... come back tomorrow.

My dad and I have been so sad at home since my mom died.

Sittin' there, not talkin'... А... And you guys are communicating so well.

I'd be happy to. Very much so.

-OK. Okay, I'll give it a try. Thank you.

-Luba

Well, I'll... go. -Yes.

Hi.

How are you? -I'm fine.

-You still haven't talked to Anton? -No.

-Sir, I have a favor to ask of you.

-Talk to me. No, not here, not now, it's important.

I've got something for you. You come by after work, tonight,

at the watermill, okay?

-Do you want flowers?

-very funny.

(Sergey) -Mish.

What are you doing here?

-Ira asked me to come.

-Why? -She didn't say.

-It's weird.

Mish.

-Hi. Thank you for coming.

Я... I was going through my winter stuff, and here. I found this in the ashes at the time...

I don't know why I took it (it's a miracle they survived at all).

Anyway, I think it's important. Listen to this. These are the remnants of her diary.

-Ir, why, why are you doing this again? Why all this?!

- "I hope Sergey will forgive me someday when he understands,

what I did for Misha.

Sergei, Sergeja. I spent a year learning how to pronounce his name,

and soon I'll forget it.

As I love him.

The disease is progressing. I'll forget everything...

only the disease will remain.

And that's worse than death.

When I was 14, I was negotiating with somebody up there.

I asked for an "A" in math, for Dad and Mom not to get divorced,

and it always worked. I haven't asked for anything in 30 years.

and now I'm asking you to save Sergei and Misha, and for that, take me.

Take me away before I forget how much I love them."

Misha! Listen. -I don't want to.

-Listen, this is important. -Don't, don't, don't!

- "Misha yelled at me today, but I'm even glad: he's worried about Polina.

She disappeared with her father and Marina.

Misha defends his boundaries, he's becoming more and more independent....

(Anna)-Pain...but...

-Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't! -Mish, Mish!

-Shh, shh, shh, shh. -Quiet.

-You were everything to her.

She loved you very much. She wanted you to be happy.

-I killed her... I killed her... I killed her.

-No, Misha, you set her free.

-Slavi ha ma Khorsa!

To this god we sing glory to the god of light, as if they were fathers in the fields!

With all our heart we greet you, Horea!

And thou shalt be our patron and intercessor from kalende to kalende,

Fruits upon the fields, and herbs upon the cattle, and upon my people.

Give me the mercy of your kindness!

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea will be!

(penmen tapping sticks)

-There he is, bitch!

Hurry, hurry, he's getting away!

-Catch up with him!

-Slave ho ma Khorsa.

Slavi ho ma Khorsa.

Slavi ho ma Khorsa.

Slavi ho ma Khorsa. -A wonderful hunt today.

man, you got it. -took two boars at once.

(laughter)

-If it wasn't for Lenya, we'd have been chasing that boar through the woods for a long time.

Oira to Lyon. (all) -Oira!

-Come on.

-Shouldn't you? -You don't trust our wise man, do you?

-Oh, I do, I do. Maybe you don't believe in his potion.

-I do. - "I do, I do," yes,

and then you turn your face away. You think I can't see that?

(Bogdan. -What about Bogdan?

-Less you walk, it'll pass. (Leonid) -Yeah.

(singing a song)

-Slavi ho ma Khorsa! (all) -Slavi ho ma Khorsa!

-Hail ho ma Perun! (all) -Hail ho ma Perun!

-I went to Lyon's.

Lyon. -А? What?

-Are we gonna jump? -No, listen,

I'm not much of a jumper today...

-Well, you gotta jump, Lyon.

-Marish, I... hurt my leg hunting today.

-Len. -А?

-They won't kick us out of here?

No one's gonna kick us out.

-Do we jump? -No, I'll pass.

I just wanted to say thank you.

-You're welcome.

Sergey, I saw you with Lyubava. If anything, I don't mind.

-Don't talk nonsense.

-I'm really sorry about the way things turned out.

Let you be happy. Okay?

- Peek-a-boo. It's great that you came.

-I missed you.

-Me, too.

-Pauline, I... -Great!

They're picking a partner for the year here. Will you be mine?

-I've been thinking... -М? -Only for a year?

Pauline.

(whispering) Maybe not here? (whispering) -Forget it.

-Oira to you, Anya.

(banging on door)

-What's the big deal, huh?

-Everybody's been told to assemble at the party. -What, right now?

-Now. -Okay, we'll be right there.

Wake up, young people. Deaf.

-What? -What-what,

to a party meeting, with a bounce.

(Leonid) -God, they're such a pain, eh. -Come on, Paul, get up.

-Oh... -Why so early, huh?

-Oira, what a morning.

Baby, get up.

-There they are.

-Oh, wait a minute. Come here.

-What's up? -Come here.

-What's up, Bogdan? -Calm down, Lyon, calm down.

-Yeah, that's good. It's okay.

-Here. Get over here. -Is this about last night?

-Oira. -I don't know, (all) -Oira!

-Did you celebrate the birth of Perun yesterday, my friends?

(all) -Did you celebrate

-Gods sent? (all) -Gods sent!

-Gods sent? (all) -Welcome!

-Do you think we'll have a good harvest?

(all) -Good!

-No, we won't have any harvest. (voices) -How can we not?

Gorislav, come out and tell the people.

-I went yesterday, after the roundels, to gather sacred ashes at the kapiros.

And there, on Horse's idol, these.

They're riding on each other. (from the crowd) -I told you to chase them away!

-So what? -We're not allowed to do that:

don't offend man, don't offend the gods.

And you have committed fornication in a holy place. Now we need a new idol.

What... what are you talking about? The ancient Slavs used to have orgies on the cave!

It's... it is even written in the chronicles! (crowd murmurs menacingly)

-The sun, it not only lights and warms, it can also burn.

(Misha) -Come on, stop it, what's with all the idiocy, huh?

-It's not idiocy, it's the law.

That member of the body that's guilty must be sunburned.

-Men, well... Come on, it's a young thing. What, you didn't have it with you?

Wha...

-Leonya, we have the same rules for everyone, no exceptions.

-Yelisey, you're a normal man! What are you going to do now, maim children?

because of this nonsense, eh?

-For the community to live well, it needs strict laws. Simple but strict.

Well, I've explained it all to you! The Capitol, it's a sacred place.

Whoever offends the gods will be punished. (Pauline) -No!!! Don't touch me!

(Misha) -Don't!

-Don't bother us either, they'll get out quicker.

-Stay still. (Misha) -Let go!

-Daddy!!! Let go! You let go!

What are you, stupid?! What do you think you're doing?

(Irina says something loudly)

-You shut your mouth, woman! -Elysee!

-Are you out of your fucking mind?

-Stop it! -Don't!

-Stop it!!!

You've been guessing at them yourself. What did the gods say about them?

Will they open your eyes? They did. -Vanya, you'd better be quiet.

They've opened their eyes to the fact that our sorcerer, Yegor Yeremshchuk, is a fucking sadist!

Quiet! We mustn't live like this!

We kept quiet even when he burned his brother's tongue out.

Why?

For the jokes.

Enough with the silence! What are you like...

Stop listening to this chatter.

He's never been an equal! He never will be!

Now no one in Oire will hurt the gods!!!

-Don't!!!

-Distribute, motherfucker! Anybody moves, I'll shoot them right now!

Bows down!

Everybody stay down, don't move! If you move, I'll shoot you!

Leonya! -Dad!

-Come on! -Dad!!!

-Lay down, I said! I'm telling you!

(mute laughs and groans)

-Nothing, bitches, we'll give you all to Horea.

-Tosh, come on, come on, easy.

-Hey, you guys! Slow down!

Hore can still see everything!

God will punish you! Come on, brothers! Kill them!

(Sergei) -Len, come on. (Leonid) -Let's jump!

Let's go by the river! (Irina) -How?! And the children?!

-You jump in, we'll hold them off.

-Len, I won't jump, I'm afraid we'll drown! -Come on!

(Sergey) -Jump! -Marina, jump!

-Jump. (Nastya screams)

(Marina squeals)

-Misha! Misha, run! (Irina) -Serezha!

-I can't... I can not swim! -Let's go together. You can jump in,

Grab the log, okay? Let's go! One, two, three!

-Anton!!! -Marin!!! Zai, where are you!

(old Russian folk song plays)