Star Media presents
Yevgeniy Tkachuk, Yelena Shamova
Alexei Filimonov, Vadim Norshtein
Sergey Marin, Igor Artashonov, Valentin Gaft, Vsevolod Shilovskiy
Alexander Ilyin, Rimma Markova, Anatoliy Kot, Artem Osypov
Alexander Lazarev-junior, Artem Tkachenko, Oleg Shkolnik, Irina Tokarchuk
Ekaterina Kopanova, Valeriy Bassel
LIFE AND ADVENTURES OF MISHKA YAPONCHIK based on N. Babel’s “Odessa Stories”
Directed by Sergey Ginsburg
Created by Maksim Belozor
Music by Vladimir Davidenko
Director of Photography – Eduard Moshkovitch
Art Directors – Nikita Chernov, Yulia Sobinova and Svetlana Lytvynova
Casting – Anastasia Leonova
Post-Production Producer – Artem Yeliseyev
Executive Producer – Elizaveta Troitskaya
Produced by Vitaliy Bordachev and Vlad Ryashin
Hurray, comrades! -Hurray!
Comrades Red Guards members! On behalf of the proletariat
I greet you in our liberated Odessa! Hurray, comrades!
Hurray!
Look at what they’re doing for our money!
Misha, can you imagine? Yesterday Kot was riding his horse
on Katerininskaya street. The entire Odessa was shouting:
“Long Live Bald Kotovskiy!” as if there is no king on the city.
How do you like it? -That guy is a guest. He’ll get into the ass without soap.
He was so important, with a sable... A real general!
I am thinking… what I become a general myself? Why not?
I may sew a camisole with epaulets! It’ll be a terrific view!
Are you crazy? -I’m joking. How can we wear epaulettes with our mugs?
Our style is different. -Misha, I have to talk to you. -Yes?
It’ll be a feast in Odessa tomorrow in honor of liberation
from the White Guards. There will be a meeting at the Opera House.
I heard about it. -Hurray!
Yes. Plus a concert in memory of the heroes of the revolution.
What do you want from me? I can neither sing nor dance. This is not for me.
No, I was talking about a different matter.
Your people have been behaving more or less well…so far.
They are good boys.
Incidents happen but we close our eyes. I ask you, Misha –
please maintain the revolutionary order
during the concert. Do you understand me?
I understand you. Who will understand me? Listen to my words.
Let your people relax during the feast. Write an announcement:
Let every Odessa resident read on every corner
that Mikhail Yaponchik will personally guarantee peace
and calm from the beginning of the performance and up to 12.00 sharp.
We’ve agreed. -Of course!
Good bye, comrades.
We’re comrades now.
Well? Where are you going? -Home. Where?
Take somebody with you… just in case. -What for?
The patrols will go out now. They might pick on you.
On whom? On me? Stop it! They’re feasting on our money! Relax, comrades!
Hurray! Hurray, comrades!
Hurray!
What are you saying, Tsilya? How can you say that? Where can we go? How?
It’s very simple, dad! The ships are still going… for now.
Many people have already left. You know about that yourself.
But here… I don’t understand, what for?
Daddy, don’t you really understand? We can’t stay here, dad!
But why? Why? -Because it’s a revolution! Red Army has come!
The nightmare will start. Everybody is talking about that.
And because the Jews will never feel good in this country!
Where will the Jews feel good?
Name this place, Tsilya! Where?
I don’t know, daddy. But let’s sell your stores
and leave for France.
What do you mean – sell? You’re mad, Tsilya! You’re crazy.
How can we sell them? What about the rest?
Oh, Lord! What – the rest?
What is the rest, Tsilya? Everything! Your mum –
she lies nearby, on the Second Jewish cemetery.
And my mum, and my dad, and my father-in-law,
God save their soul. All our relatives, Tsilya.
Everything is here. Can we sell that too?
Dad...
Run, Tsilya. What about your husband? What about him?
Will he go to your France with us? Or will he stay?
Will you let you go alone... I doubt it very much! -I don't care.
You don't care? I care! I do care! Tsilya, no, no!
You've become so clever that I can't understand you!
You don't care, do you? You have a husband, but you don't care?
The Rabbi said that you're a wife and a husband,
and you don't care? He is not the worst of husbands, by the way! -Dad!
He is not bad! He loves you! Believe me, it means a lot!
I don't need such love. I don't need it! I don't want such a life!
I can't! If you don't understand me, know: I'll leave! -What?
Yes, I'll leave! And I'll take Sopha with me!
What? What are you saying, my daughter?
Dad, we can't stay. We can't stay here!
Nobody can! Dad, daddy, oh, my Lord!
Please think about it. What will happen to her here?
What good may wait for her here, in this city, in this country?
What good will wait for her there? And for all of us.
There we'll just... live.
What about Misha?
Misha... I don't know, dad. I don't know.
A funny thing happened concerning that concert.
Ledya Utesov’s tailcoat was stolen.
Really? Why is that?
Ledya Utesov is an MC. Who if not him? Izya, stop it!
Somebody broke in through a little window
and took his tailcoat. He doesn't have another one.
Mayorchik, who is so cheeky? I asked
not to touch artists, and especially Ledya. -Our guys didn't do it.
It must have been some stranger.
Why didn't he come to me?
Ledya got insulted. He said that if he was treated like that
then he didn't need support. He is so proud!
Izya, I beg you - do it beautifully. -We will.
Tell our guys about the concert.
They shouldn't act during the concert. I promised that guys
from the Extraordinary Committee.
I'll tell them.
Ledya, you want my death! Tell me honestly –
do you want them to execute me? -Look, you may do what you want. I'm leaving.
It's indecent!
Are you addressing me? It’s not my fault that it’s impossible
to work in your theatre! One can't leave a good suit
in your cloakroom. How can one perform here?
We'll sew you a new tailcoat. We'll sew you two.
But if you don't perform tonight I don't answer for myself!
Don't you threaten me! Don't do it! How can I perform? What will I put on?
Ledya, stop it. We could simply ignore that kind of audience.
It makes no difference what to put on.
This is what I'm saying. Your suit is quite good.
You're humiliating me, aren't you? You've already humiliated me.
Shut up, Natan - you have a tailcoat yourself!
Play what you've rehearsed. I'm leaving.
Ledya, we've come to talk about the tailcoat.
Misha…
A sad thing happened. I'm upset myself
however it was not our fault. Some guy made a mistake.
He comes from Zhitomir but he is very smart. He was so small
he managed to break into a little window.
Did he steal my tailcoat?
He is apologizing. Try one of these.
Misha, what is it? -The tailcoats.
Misha, you're scaring me.
No, no, no. Don't think about anything criminal.
We took them from Shyvkoper himself.
He sends his love to you. He said that if all five tailcoats
fit you well you may take all five. You need many.
Misha, thank you.
Here you go.
Take this.
Don't get on my nerves, Mary! -Mum!
Fira, have you ever seen such a daughter?
She wants to kill her mum. She wants to tear her mum's heart!
She wants to bury her mum in the earth! -Why are you shouting like a mad woman?
What did I say that you're shouting to the point when you're bright red?
Did you hear her insulting her own mother?
Why are you keeping silence, Meyer?
Why are you keeping silence? Am I shouting in vain?
I'm not a girl! I live in my own flat! Meyer, slap her
on her cheeks! She wants me to close my eyes!
Mum, calm down! I don't want you to close your eyes.
I want you to close your mouth!
Meyer! Meyer, slap her on her cheeks!
I'll die earlier because of you! Yes, I'll poison myself
for nobody wants my happiness. -What? Happiness? -Happiness!
Is that happiness? Maybe he is your happiness?
Happiness!
Come here! -Do you know what, mummy? -What?
We'll get married and you may get off!
Auntie Doba, why are you interfering? What if it is love?
Lyova, stop barking? I'll go upstairs and tweak your ears!
They'll get married! Meyer! Why are you keeping silence, Meyer?
Get off! Maybe he loves her! -Galya, make him shut up!
Shut up! -Let them get married!
What? -What difference does it make?
What? What difference? It makes a huge difference!
What can he? Can he feed his children if they, God forbid, are born?
This is none of your business! -My head spins because of you!
Galya! It's none of my business! Decent people were asking for her hand...
A captain! And what? She said that the captain
was too old for her! She wants that no-gooder!
Mum, stop it! He is in Misha's gang.
They have lots of money.
Misha, hi! -Misha, come here! Come here! Come and listen
to what your sick sister is saying! She wants to get married!
So what? -She wants to marry him!
So what? Let them get married! -What? He has nothing!
Senya? Why do you think so? Senya is very wealthy.
What? -You heard me. Senya is very wealthy.
Why are you keeping silence like deaf-and-dumb?
Say that you're rich. -Who, me? -No, me!
Mum! He even has a house.
What house? -You’re so weird! A terrific house! -Where did he take it?
It's not that big but it's made of stone. Plus he has money.
About 40 thousand. And we'll give the same amount as Mary's dowry.
What? Will you give 40 thousand? -Why not? You’re not a poor rat.
You come from a good home.
Moysha!
Stop it! Mum, why are you standing? Lay the table.
We shall celebrate this event.
Mary! Mary, why are you standing? Ask Senya to sit down!
Senya, please sit down.
Mary! -My dear! My honey! -Mummy...
Hello, Solomon Yakovlevitch.
Cheers!
Is Osya at home? I'll go to see him.
Let’s toast your health, children.
Osya, are you sleeping?
Don't make noise.
I thought you were sleeping.
Why are you shouting if you thought that I was sleeping?
Why is it as dark as in a grave here?
I'm a dead man.
You're joking, aren't you?
Light hurts my eyes. -It’s all right. At least you can see it.
Why are they shouting? -Mary is going to marry. How are you? Does it hurt?
My bones are intact.
And the insides of the head? Is your brain intact?
It is. Give me a cigarette. I can't light it myself
and I don't want to give trouble to the grandpa.
He hasn't been himself since Zoya. And now I...
Do you have money? -I do. I think I'll go on serving.
Whom? All your bosses have been driven away.
People from the Extraordinary Committee came to me.
Did they really?
They were interested in my plans.
Well, Osya... authorities change but you don't care.
Aren't you tired of working in the criminal police?
I can do nothing else. Aren't you tired of your games?
God knows! Maybe I'll forget about my hide-and-seek games.
Don't give me baloney. -I'm telling the truth. I have one dream or idea...
Comrades sailors and soldiers! Residents of Odessa!
On behalf of all the Black Sea folk I have an honor
to congratulate you on victory over the hydra
of counter-revolution in our sunny city!
We'll start with something beautiful. This is the work
of an Austrian composer Haydn… who was supporting Austrian proletariat.
Hello, guys! Help yourselves.
Thank you!
Have you come here? -Well, we... -You're late.
No, we're just walking around to prevent any possible troubles.
If something like this happens we'll show them...
Who are you? Are you from the volunteers’ forces?
Something like that. Come on.
Gulya, how long will we walk just for the sake of it?
Can't you wait? We were told to wait till 12:00.
As soon as the clock strikes we may start. Come on.
The Apple!
You must be crazy! -Get off the stage!
Stop scraping on a violin!
Get out of here!
Comrades! Comrades, have consciousness! It's a theater, isn't it?
Hey, get off!
Especially for the creative audience
and personally for my friend Misha... Misha...
Well? -Gulya, don't get on my nerves.
How do I know? Ask those people about the time.
I'm very sorry. -What? -Do you know what time it is? -One second.
A quarter past twelve.
Thank you! Petya, we may do it. I'm very sorry again.
Please go that way... just for a moment.
Just for one second, for one second. Come on.
Help!
Don't do it, gentlemen, don't do it!
Please, don’t! -Help!
Fifty four thefts took place right after the end of the concert.
Plus two groceries were robbed and six apartments broken in.
Six robberies! Are you out of their minds?
I warned you that you can't do business with people like them!
Hello. How is Mr. Mendel?
He wants some pasta. Oh, damn it! Where is my axe?
Your axe is there.
Give it to me. What a bloody bird! -Hold it.
He wants some pasta, and I shall work!
Where is he? -He hide in the house. He doesn't like the sight of blood.
As if I like it! Here. Hold here. Help me a bit.
What? -Hold it, I tell you! Hold it.
Like this. Hold its head. I’ll cut its neck now…
To hell with you! What if you cut my fingers?
Stop it! The fingers! I’ll be careful! Hold it.
I won’t hold it! -Hold it, I tell you!
Hold it! -I’m holding! -I’ll do it carefully. Here you go…
I’ll be careful. In a moment…
To hell with you! Hold your chicken yourself!
Have you already killed it or not? -I wish both of you go mad! Both!
You want some pasta, don’t you? Then cut its neck yourself!
Motya, Motya… Where are you going? Where…
My respects, Gersh. -Where are you going? Motya, Motya…
I wanted some pasta. I was hungry. But now…
You better hire a cook.
What? -A cook.
Motya is the best cook in the world. But I’ll get no pasta now.
What cook? I want to move. -What do you mean – to move?
To Bessarabia, to my brother. I have a good farmstead there.
A great garden. We’ll live there with Motya.
Motya! Bring some compote! -Take it yourself!
What a bastard!
What about here? -I’ll leave you to act on my behalf. Will you do it?
Well, I will, but…
The times are changing. The authorities are changing.
The people are new, incomprehensive… red…
They are red indeed.
"What if they start cheating? They all have conspiratorial names; "
they’ve all been in prisons…
I’ll sort things out with the Red Guards, Mr. Mendel.
Will you? We earn by robbing people ourselves.
But no robber will shoot an innocent person
just for the sake of it. But they shoot and they torture.
They have no honor, they keep no words…
Drink! But I won’t listen about the pasta!
To hell with your pasta!
Will you have some dry fish?
Bring it. -We have great dry fish. We have a lot.
Otherwise it might get too dry…
Did you see that?
We’ll sort it out. Good bye.
May I come in? -Yes, you may.
My name is Osip Tor. You told me to come.
So this is you, Osip Tor! I sent for you.
Let’s get acquainted. I’m Stotskiy. This is Feldman.
Feldman. Sasha. -Osya.
How can I help you?
It’s a very good question.
You shall work, Comrade Tor, just work!
I beg your pardon but I don’t understand.
It’s very simple. The situation in the city is difficult.
The White Guards are by Vapnyarka. The Romanians are in Razdelnaya.
God knows what is happening in Odessa. Robberies and thefts… Am I right, Sasha?
You’re right. It’s terrible! -So you may help us a lot.
Why are we standing? Come in and sit down.
But I used to work for the police.
Stop it. The police! You’re a detective.
You never served in the Tsar’s secret police.
You have good reputation in the city,
I’ve made some inquiries. We need specialists like you.
What about your wound? Will you be able to work?
I think so. -Really? Let’s start, then!
I don’t know… I didn’t think about it… -There is no time to think, comrade.
An iron revolutionary order shall be maintained in the city.
You understand it yourself. The first task is to do away
with the gangs. Make a decision – are you with us or not?
There should be order. -You’re right.
You’re right, the order is necessary. Smoke, Osip Emilyevitch.
We have an infantry company and a machine gun. -Two!
Right! So we have enough people to do away with those criminals.
We shall start with the leaders. I’m sure you’ve heard
about Misha Yaponchik.
Oh, Misha! -Felya! Is Tsilya home?
She is…
What? Is she out?
She is not out. But you can’t see her.
What? What do you mean – I can’t see her?
You can’t. I told you that you can’t come to her!
Leave, Misha! Come some other time!
Felya, are you crazy? -My father transferred his capital last year.
We’ll have to leave the house. It’s a pity
but we won’t be able to sell it now. We’re leaving in a week –
first to Marseilles and then to New-York.
Tsilya, I beg you, let’s leave with me!
Leonid, didn’t I ask you… -You’re making a terrible mistake.
Oh, God! -It’s incorrigible!
You’ve already made one mistake. I mean your marriage.
I forbid you from talking about it.
You can’t forbid me. Tsilya, please listen to me. I beg you.
I promise – if we leave I’ll never reproach you for…
I’m ready to forget about everything. My father said the same.
He’ll give us his blessing. We’ll forget about everything.
What? What? -Get off.
I was passing by and decided to drop it.
And you’re receiving guests. You may go on.
I’ll sit in a corner. I won’t interfere.
What did you come for? -Why not? I came to my wife. You’re my wife,
if anybody is interested.
Why don’t you present us to each other? -Stop fooling around.
I’m Mikhail Yaponchik. -I better go.
Yes, Leonid. -What? Won’t you drink some coffee?
Tsilya, what about the coffee? -Farewell! -Stop it!
Good afternoon. What a nice young man, Tsilya!
He has noble intentions. He is so noble!
He is ready to forget everything, Tsilya!
I’d think about it twice if I were him.
He is ready to marry you after me.
This is something! Even his father agrees!
Shut up! -Shall I shut up?
How can I? How can I keep silence when you’re paying court to him?!
Shut up! It’s your fault! It’s your fault!
Stop it!
Tsilya… -Leave!
Don’t touch me, please. I hate you.
Tsilya… If you are with him or with anybody else… I won’t live.
Leave, please!
Please…
You’re not eating, Misha. It’s a big mistake, by the way.
I’ll eat, Madam Basya. I will. -Eat for there will be nothing to eat soon.
The comrades are taking all the food away.
The girls will become thin and not interesting soon.
It’s so hard to take care of the household.
I wish somebody asked me how Madam Basya manages.
Madam Basya? -What? -How do you live?
Don’t ask me, Misha.
I don’t like this situation.
Comrades, go home! By the decision of the Executive Committee
and the council of the workers’, soldiers’ and sailors’
representatives it’s forbidden to sell food!
Get off, brats! They hid food from people!
They want to keep it for themselves!
Be conscientious, comrades! Go homes!
The food will be shared in accordance with the norms!
What norms are you talking about? I don’t want any norms!
We’ll start giving out food tomorrow! Go home!
Guys! Don’t listen to them! Break the gates!
Comrades!
Get back! Are you alive, Timchenko?
You’ve come just in time, comrade Stotskiy!
Just a bit more, and they’d have broken through.
Strengthen the security! -Aye-aye! -If they start again shoot without warning!
We can shoot all right. But the food will only last
for three days… even if we share it according to the norms.
What if they revolt? We won’t be able to shoot all of them!
There won’t be a revolt. We’ve taken a decision
to take the excess food from the bourgeois and the rich.
We’ve already drawn the lists.
So we’ll shake the bourgeois! We may do it! It’ll be fun!
Get back! Where are you going?
Mary, bring some water! Why did you interfere?
I wish their children to spit on them! I wish them
to get hit in the teeth like they hit you!
You’re supporting him, aren’t you? You’re supporting a rich man!
He might be a rich man for you, but he is my neighbor!
Sit still! -We’ll take you to the Extraordinary Committee, bloody hulk!
I won’t go to the Extraordinary Committee.
What do you mean – you won’t go? -This is what I mean.
Hold me, otherwise…
Put it back! I’ll count to three. I’ve already counted to two.
Throw it!
Run, Moysha! They hit your father! -Be quiet, mum! Stop it! Gulya, help him!
What are you doing? Surrender your weapons! Surrender your weapons!
Who are you, boy? -They are bandits! They hit daddy in his teeth
with a rifle!
He was interfering! I have a mandate,
and he was preventing me from executing it!
Do you know who I am? -No. But you still can’t act this way.
Gulya, see the comrades off. -Get out of here! Get off!
You’ll answer for that! And for the weapons!
We’ll bring your weapons to the Extraordinary Committee.
With love to Comrade Stotskiy.
They kicked out my tooth! It doesn’t hurt but I have no tooth now!
I shouldn’t have helped them. Thank you, Uncle Sanya.
You’re welcome, Misha. I couldn’t have acted
in any other way. I wish him to forget this place forever!
It’s somewhere nearby. -Somebody doesn’t agree to share his food too.
Brace yourselves.
I think it was necessary.
The uprisings were happening everywhere in the city.
We met open resistance at Moldavanka.
It was a real battle there! Five of our people are killed,
a few people are wounded.
It were the members of the street gangs led by Yaponchik that opened fire.
Yaponchik is insulted. -What?
You came to his parents. He helped you,
and you sent your people to his parents.
We don’t make any exclusions, comrade Tor.
I agree. It was a mistake.
What do you think about this operation, comrade Tor?
You’re a new head of the criminal police.
You’ll have to take part in it.
You offer terror. -No. Red terror. -What difference does it make?
You don’t feel the difference, do you?
The White Guards have already tried terror. They failed.
They just enraged the population.
I agree with comrade Sokolovskaya.
There is no other way to do away with the mobsters.
Do you mean we shall shoot? What about the law?
There may be only one law at the moment – the war time law.
There is only one power that may exist in the city –
the Soviet power. Osip Emilyevitch, you shall decide whether you’re with us or…
I’m afraid I won’t be able to be of any use to you.
We can’t let him go. He night warn them. -He won’t have time to.
Lady? Please put me through to the caserns.
Go, dog!
We don’t have enough bullets for everybody. -Shoot!
They are arresting people by hundreds. -Is it a roundup?
There are too many of them for a roundup. What is there?
We barely came. The soldiers are everywhere.
They’re arresting more people than Almazov ever did.
Misha, we shall run.
Run where you can. But be quiet. -Right.
Where are you going? -I’ll visit Gersh. I must talk to the old man about this.
Stand still!
Go to sleep. You haven’t slept
all the night throught. Is it very bad?
It is bad, Gersh. It’s awful.
They are shooting people. Yesterday a list of people
executed for terrible crimes before the revolution
was printed in a newspaper. Some were shot
for chicken meat, some for vodka, some for rustic tobacco.
They make such things up that…
Tell me, Moysha, how could these killers
whom I don’t know be so professional?
They shed so much blood that no gangs taken together
could shed. When they came to my place I ran like a young man!
I don’t understand, Gersh. How can they shoot people
for having a spare spoon? I can’t comprehend
this revolutionary necessity.
Who is their boss?
Stotskiy.
No, Gersh, there is no use going to them.
You won’t be able to come to terms with them.
Sleep. Sleep, fool.
Why are you staring? I need to see the boss.
I’m Gersh.
Sit down.
Boss, whom are you killing? You’re killing eagles.
Who will you stay with? With rubbish.
Stop it, boss. I’m just an old man.
I have nothing in my pockets and in my hands.
I didn’t leave anybody in the street.
What did you come for?
Let my guys go. Name your price. This is my word.
We won’t talk with you.
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