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Captain!
Water.
What's with you?
I've been screaming for two hours and you don't respond.
Water.
Here you go. Have a gulp.
Don't be a fool.
Look, if you spit it out again, I'll leave you here.
Yes, I'll leave you to die.
Oh, my.
Let me bandage you up some.
Just pull your guts in a little.
There you go. Otherwise you'll lose them.
You like vodka, soldier?
Sure, I drink everything, but I prefer champagne.
If we pull through,
I'll buy you a box of champagne.
Of course we will.
We'll pull through.
We're surrounded, Captain,
but I'm not sure if it's Germans or our own men.
Hey, Captain, you alive?
Water.
Our guys.
Our guys!
- Hang on. - Comrade member of the Military Council.
- Hang in there. - Phil?
- A very heavy wound. - Alive.
A very heavy wound in the abdomen.
Alive.
- Who? - Yaponin, Captain, sir.
Who rescued him?
This kid... private Ustyuzhanin. Dragged him all by himself.
Ustyuzhanin!
Come here.
- So you're Ustyuzhanin? - Yes, sir.
- Name? - Alexei Nikolaevich.
- You come from Siberia? - Yes, sir.
Well, Alexei Nikolaevich.
Alexei Nikolaevich.
Do you know...
who you saved?
Your country will never forget this.
Be well.
I'm happy to serve the Soviet Union.
THE MOTHERLAND WELCOMES HERVICTORIOUS SONS!
He's as innocent as a calg Only good gor chewing brush
Walked me home But couldn't kiss me
- Hey, Ustyuzhanin, come here. - What is it?
- Want a drink? - Nope.
Beat it then.
That's it. It's over.
It's all over.
And now, definitely
a beautiful life will start.
SIBERIAN SAGA - Il
POEM
THE CAST
NIKITA MIKHALKOV LUDMILA GURCHENKO
IGOR OKHLUPIN SERGEl SHAKUROV
RUSLAN MIKABERIDZE VSEVOLOD LARIONOV
PAVEL KADOCHNIKOV as the Eternal Old Man
Scriptwriters VALENTIN EZHOV
ANDREl MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSKY
Director of Photography LEVAN PAATASHVILI
Production Designers NIKOLAl DVIGUBSKY
ALEXANDERADABASHYAN
Music by EDUARD ARTEMIEV
Sound Engineer VALENTIN BOBROVSKY
Directed by BORIS VELSHER FELIX KLEl MAN
Newsreels LEONID EIDLIN Editing VALENTINA KULAGINA
Chronicles Director ARTUR PELESHYAN Editor VERA OSTRIMSKAYA
Directed by ANDREl MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSKY
WE HAD FAITH!
PART THREE
ALEXEl, NIKOLAl'S SON THE SIXTIES
Hey, Alexei,
I had no idea you had so many medals.
I'm a modest person, Tofik.
So, if you're modest, why wear them?
How long have you been away from your home in Baku?
Two years.
I haven't been here in my village for 20 years.
Elan is my homeland.
Reveille, everyone!
Ivan.
- The beer is here. - What beer?
Beer on tap. See the barrel there?
You and your îokes.
You have lots of medals, but little respect.
Let's see here.
Step back please.
- Here you go! - You bastard!
- Calm down, everyone. - What are you doing? I've got a sore throat.
You always have a sore throat after drinking, Ivan.
Get dressed, guys. My home's nearby.
ELAN VILLAGE
- Hold on, I'm first. - How come?
I have the right. This is my homeland, Ivan.
What with your hangover, it's all the same to you.
Just look at him.
I invite you to a reception at my family's mansion tonight.
The menu includes sturgeon soup and roasted goose.
You enîoyed the banya, Alexei?
- Sasha! - I'm coming, Alexei.
- Where did I post you? - What?
- Where did I post you? - What do you mean where?
- You know yourself how... - Cut the talk!
Don't forget where I got you out of. Just you wait.
- Okay. - Get back to work!
Tofik!
Wait, Tofik!
You'll be in charge, Sasha.
Tofik, wait!
It's not locked. Just push it a little.
Just push the gate a little bit.
What beautiful work.
They don't build like this even in Baku nowadays.
Come on, Alexei.
What do you mean, Tofik? Ustyuzhanin is back home.
Why foot it? This is a great vehicle. Let 'em get used to it.
Hey, what are you doing?
Why did you have to break it?
Greetings, fellow countrymen, from Caspian oil workers!
Stop scaring people.
Greetings to village workers from Bashkiria's workers!
New machines are plowing Siberia's expanses!
Lots of living space here,
and attractive women... none younger than 70.
That means we'll get some sleep at night.
Well, granny, how about a kiss?
What do you sons of bitches think you're doing?
What was wrong with it?
That gate was too old-fashioned anyway.
This gate was made by real craftsmen.
They made it to last for ages. Why the hell did you break it?
Take it easy, old man. We'll restore it for you.
And we thought there were only ladies of pension age in Elan,
like my new girlfriends here.
- Well, you're wrong. - Are you vacationing here?
- Wrong again. - I don't get it.
- You mean you're local? - Right.
Here's a little present for you. Go and rest awhile.
Local then it is.
So whose are you?
Not yours surely.
Don't be so sure.
We're not îust here for a day, but for half a year, so anything's possible.
- So you're a Solomin. - How do you know?
Who doesn't know?
Everyone knows Solomin redheads are the best girls in Siberia.
I rushed here as soon as I found this out. That's all I'm here for.
Well,
let me introduce myself.
Okay, Alexei Nikolaevich.
Huh?
And we know if a skirt chaser shows up in Siberia,
it's surely Alexei Ustyuzhanin.
Medical battalion, Second Ukrainian front, 1943, right?
Wrong.
Murmansk, 1953, the Caucasian restaurant?
- It was terribly cold. - Wrong again.
I give up.
- Sochi. - Wrong.
- 1956, the October Resort. - Wrong.
You taught me to dance in that shed.
- Raya? - Taya.
Tofik, I'd like you to meet...
Dear Taya.
Tofik, I'd like you to meet an old friend of mine.
Just look at her, shameless.
- This is my friend Taya Solomin. - Hello.
Very pleased to meet you.
This is Tofik Rustamov, my chief,
a renowned oilman from Baku.
Have you heard of him?
A hero of Socialist Labor. Only he's hiding the medal because he's shy.
A master of sports, an excellent family man.
Father of five kids. Three girls, two boys.
The oldest girl is 28.
The youngest, still a baby.
So here we are.
- Thank you, Alexei. - My pleasure.
- Watch the goat! - Leave me be!
- You should thank me! - Dream on!
- So you made it here, Nephew. - That's right, Uncle.
I've been looking forward to our reunion.
Well, here I am.
You look great.
Look at this hero of Elan.
Meet my uncle
Spiridon Solomin.
He killed my father, by the way.
Killed indeed. And paid to the Soviet authorities in full.
I fought in the penal battalion. I have a medal.
- I redeemed myself with blood, understand? - Sure.
- And I've no regrets, understand? - Sure.
What are you gonna do now?
Stab me
or shoot me?
- What are we gonna do? - Alexei.
We won't do a thing. We'll put up a derrick at the Devil's Mane
and drill till we find gas.
Then we'll demolish your Elan,
lay asphalt and build modern houses.
And we'll live with you in the same building, with all the comforts.
The City of the Sun.
Got it?
I'm not gonna unload those transformers.
- Let me smell your breath. - Ted!
You have a granddaughter, pops?
- Will you put me up? - You coming with us or not?
How are the lodgings here, pops?
Volodya, take the next hut. This one doesn't have windows.
- Sasha, did someone bring my dumbbell? - What?
- Did you bring my dumbbell? - Who needs it? Ask Pete.
Are you nuts? Hey, Pete, did you bring my dumbbell?
Get your dumbbell yourself!
I wish you had killed me then.
Look at that. What a beautiful thing.
How beautiful. Look, will you? Oh, my.
Oh, get over it.
Man, oh, man! I'll be right back, guys.
You monster! They're having their mating season now.
You came, cursed out the old man,
knocked down the gate.
Give me the gun.
So now you're going for the swans, huh?
Give me the gun. Go on.
- Taya... - Don't "Taya" me. Give me the gun.
Don't you know it's against the law to shoot swans?
You out of your mind or what?
- Why, you're so quick. - I'm quick.
I wasn't looking for you. You came of your own will.
- Why here? I live in a house. - The house is for later.
- It's starting to rain! - Here's a raincoat.
- I'll take it off myself. - Well...
You'll take it off yourself?
- Yourself, you say? - Don't scratch. Hey, you're scratching me.
Hold on. Wait.
Move over. We're on an anthill.
Move your leg, will you?
That was your gun, dear Alexei.
That scared me.
What is it?
My dearest, my sweetheart Alexei.
Alexei, dear, sweet...
And you...
You didn't recognize me. Forgot me completely.
Who could have known?
You were îust a kid then.
And look at you now.
You don't look at all like a village girl. Not by looks or by manners.
I returned here six months ago.
Before that I worked
as a barmaid on a ship.
Deluxe rooms, restaurants,
velvet couches.
- You liked it? - You bet.
So why didn't you stay?
Too much of a good thing.
I have to look after Spiridon.
He's mean, but I feel sorry for him.
His wife's gone, so he's all alone.
And how come you're not married?
- Wanna know? - I'm listening.
Can't you...
guess for yourself?
Me? No clue.
Nope.
It's a long story.
Gee!
Oh, my! People are waiting for me at the banquet.
Listen, we should go back separately, okay?
People will start wagging their tongues and I have my work team, after all.
Okay? Great.
Well, I'm off.
- Nice to meet ya. - Ciao.
My heart is broken
That's enough, go away now
We are strangers
Forget about me
- Where's Tofik? - At the cemetery.
- Tofik! Let's go! - Where to?
What do you mean where? To Devil's Mane. Let's go!
Alexei, we're not setting up the derrick on Devil's Mane.
- Huh? - I know. I lured you from Tataria.
I know I promised we'd put up a derrick on the Devil's Mane and not here.
I need you and your guys.
I'm gonna work with you. Work, understand?
Yes, I know it was a cheap trick.
But the derrick will be right here, as designed.
I know you and your dad nearly died out there because of that gas.
I remember.
But we have no right to put it up anywhere else!
You know how it is. Some four-eyed ministry guy
pokes his finger on the map, and it goes from there.
Papers get moving, they put a stamp on them, then the machinery.
Alexei.
Do it.
Drill through the old man and the old lady.
Into the soul of the Holy Virgin! Drill! Drill right here!
Hey, old man! Wow! You're still alive!
- Hey, Alexei. - You're something, old man.
You've outlived your time. About time to die already.
Die?
It's not the old that die
but the ripe.
Apparently, I haven't ripened yet.
Is it a long way to Devil's Mane?
No one knows for sure.
I never go there, and neither should you.
I don't believe in superstitions. It's the 20th century, old man.
Well, sure.
Go ahead.
You're not in Azerbajan now, Tofik!
So that's where they drilled.
Right here!
Pa.
Pa!
Pa.
- Alexei! - Pa!
Pa!
Pa! Pa!
Pa!
Alexei!
Sasha! Peter!
There's a pure gas outlet at the Devil's Mane.
Come on up. Here, chickie, chickie.
There you are.
Hang in there.
- Can I help? - I'm fine here.
- You're always fine. - Give Pete a hand.
- Okay. - Will you manage to drill in time?
No.
I hoped you'd be the first to drill in your homeland.
Oh, Taya!
Hi.
What brings you here?
I'm going to the cemetery for grandma's funeral.
Grandma died? What a shame.
I thought I'd take a look at you.
Sasha! Come here.
Go help the guys over there.
Well, then.
We're working here, you see.
You stepped out of the woods and forgot about me.
I've no time. There's a lot of work.
You could have found time during the month.
- How's it going, Elena? - I'm fine.
Your team demands your attention, huh?
Sorry, we're celebrating the test drilling today.
So see you some other time.
Bye.
Sasha!
Here, Spiridon.
What's with you, Spiridon?
What's with you?
Listen. He dreams of enrolling in a foreign language institute.
- Tofik, we are doing it! - Fyodor became a policeman.
Stepanida milks the nanny-goat, then works in the field and sings.
Relatives, huh?
Hey, what's taking you so long?
Come on, Ivan!
Hey, time to start!
Hurry up, will you! You're like a fly beating on a window.
Don't ruin my nerves. They'll never grow back again.
You'll live a long life.
I wonder what they do with all the money.
Oh, Kolya!
For the soul of your servant who has passed on,
save and protect her.
For the love of people.
I lived with love for you. Let my soul rest in peace.
Give peace to your servant.
For the love of people.
Who gave birth to children.
Save her soul.
Let your servant's soul rest within Christ's soul among the saints
where she won't know illness or sorrow.
Only eternal life.
Whose car is that?
Solomin's, the Regional Party Committee secretary.
Hello. Good to have you here.
Help them out.
Okay.
Hello, Philip Yermolaevich.
What's happened?
Not good. I've been to the State Construction Committee.
And?
The Ministry's proposal to build a hydropower station in our region
was already voted on by the State Planning Committee.
Permission to start preparatory work was granted.
They called a break in the morning, so I came to deliver the news.
But the session was scheduled for the 15th.
They made it earlier.
Who did?
So...
Clever move, fellas.
So it's that bad.
The soonest flight to Siberia is at 7:45 p. m.
What about the baggage?
Baggage to the hotel and cancel my flight. I'm going to the Committee.
USSR STATE CONSTRUCTION COMMITTEE
...prestressed concrete.
That about sums it up. I won't repeat myself.
As you see, we've developed enough
designs for three versions of a hydropower plant.
The 42-meter-high dam
can have a capacity of at least 8 million kilowatts.
As for the flooded areas... Victor, please.
These are areas
that are practically unsuitable for living.
Population density is one per two square kilometers.
Moving inhabitants to comfortable new homes
will only be advantageous for them.
And this is our city of the future, the Sun City, so to say.
If you don't take the floor, it's all over.
Too late. We've missed the boat.
This proîect means oil exploration is out of the question.
You no longer believe in oil either?
We ourselves need for someone to believe us.
But the Ministry and the Planning Committee don't.
Only one thing can save us now... real live oil instead of promises.
And the only place we can find it is in the flooded areas.
I've been hearing that from you for eight years.
You've made me a laughing stock.
They say there's oil only in your sick mind.
I've been rebuffing attacks on you for eight years.
Yes, my shoulders are broad, but I'm not what I used to be.
And I, instead of prospecting for oil,
have been trying to prove
that two dozen derricks
is nothing for a region the size of ours.
Our swampland alone is three times the size of France.
You got all you asked for.
Aircraft.
Transportation, derricks.
Not until after you intervened.
And before that,
people dragged those derricks through the marshes on their backs.
I can't put up a derrick without permission from Moscow.
As if from Moscow they can see if there is oil or not.
I wanted to speak, but they didn't give me the floor.
But I'm not going to give up. I promise to fight to the end.
A pig is no match for a goose.
Well, what? Why so late?
I've îust come from the airport.
With this beauty, you'll now be in first place
in capital investment volume.
Won't he? Sure will. Congratulations.
Happy to serve the Soviet Union.
Congratulations.
But to be honest, it wasn't so easy.
Far from everyone was in favor of this proîect.
Who was against it?
- As if you can't guess. - Maybe I can.
The main thing
is that Siberia's development is given priority.
But God forbid you find oil there.
I dread to think what it would lead to.
Hello?
Operator?
This is Solomin.
The government line please.
Yes, as usual.
675-78.
It will be an important landmark
in the lige og the people in the regions.
This project, the country's largest,
will attract attention by its uniqueness.
The plant's annual rated capacity
is 36 billion kilowatt-hours.
With a normal water level og 35 meters,
it will reach a capacity og at least 8 million kilowatts.
And regarding the land being flooded-
Hey, coachman
Don't drive the horses
I have no place to rush to anymore
There's no one gor me to love anymore
FLOATING STORE Taya!
We really miss you on the ship.
- No wine on tap? - Exactly.
Do you have any earrings?
- How much? - One hundred.
- It's gold. - Too expensive.
We'll take them.
Are these for me?
Those look good on you.
Are these really for me?
A present on your name day.
Yeah, right.
Today's a great holiday.
The name day ofTaisia, Thecla.
- Hold on. - Sorry.
You're too educated.
In our business, education's a must.
Hold on.
The ray og sun gets to me
Through doors shut so tightly
And suddenly my head begins to spin again
Love can't be understood
True love
Cannot be measured
Because at the bottom og the soul
It's like a still deep river
Ah, those green eyes og yours
Those deceitgul eyes og yours
On this dark night
Made me go mad
Taya.
Did you miss me at all?
You were gone for two months.
- I've been working. - Bad ground, isn't it?
How do you know?
There are many "borerers" here.
It's "borers" not "borerers. " Though I happen to be a driller.
I'll remember that.
- Taya... - Don't worry. And thanks for the present.
- Taya, I... - What, want to come in?
Well, Taya...
I've got some time right now.
Okay, let's go.
Taya.
I like it. Lots of room and light.
You really like it?
I do, actually. I didn't expect that.
Very well. Step aside.
Listen, Taya, I...
Oh, it's over there.
We're not strangers, are we?
Of course not. We're all related in Elan.
That much I know.
- Taya. - Alexei.
You know nothing happened.
- Nothing? - Nothing.
- I beg your pardon? - There was nothing between us.
What do you mean "nothing"?
It was îust a dream of yours.
- That's right. - You must be îoking.
There's mushroom soup, fried potatoes.
Here's the soup.
- I don't want soup. - And pickles. I'll go get them.
I'm not hungry.
I pickled some cucumbers. You should taste them.
Taya, have you ironed my pants?
Taya?
Hey, what are you doing here?
What are you doing here, Alexei?
What, me? Oh, hi.
Having a rest before my shift. I need to go soon.
- Oh, right. - And how about you?
I was in the banya here. Taya's right.
The steam is îust great.
A man needs washing, you know.
I take steam baths here.
- Since when? - For about a month.
- Have you read this book? - Nope.
Me neither.
Did you radio about the pipes?
- I did. - Okay.
You can stay. You're not in the way.
What are you doing?
What am I doing?
I'm looking for my pants.
And what's he doing?
He's reading an interesting book.
- And you? - I'm bringing some pickles.
Fine.
Making a fool of me?
Sure.
Make a fool of him. It's easier.
- Have a good steam, Tofik. - Alexei...
Why?
What a fool I am. I trusted you! Carried you with my hands!
I step out for a second for some steam
and find another man in your bed.
Now I know who bought you the earrings.
You think Tofik is greedy?
I could buy you dozens of them.
Tofik has given cars to women before!
You floozy!
I'll kill you.
Then kill him and then myself.
We've been sweating
18 months without leave.
Okay, guys, put it on.
And so the geats og our labor add up.
How could you, Taya?
And he calls himselg a griend. He liked the steam indeed.
Serves me right. I believed him, legt Tataria,
quarreled with that worthy man Rashat.
What a fool I am.
The hell with it.
I'll drill this hole and then go back to Tataria
and join Rashat again.
But what about the Devil's Mane?
No, I won't give it to anyone. I'll keep on drilling there.
Ig I gail, I'll go to Sochi.
Oh, Sochi For days and nights
We mess up our lives Doing nothing but sin
If you rush around all your life
in sin and with poor grub, when will you get well?
Come on! Move your ass! Quit wasting time!
I can't do it.
If you can't, go help the women carry the powder sacks.
Can't you get it in, Pete? No practice with your wife, huh?
Stop!
It's my fault!
My fault!
I didn't shut the elevator.
He kept rushing me. I signaled to you, you son of a bitch.
You kept driving me too fast!
- I'm telling you! - Quit yelling!
Quit yelling.
Call your Tofik.
Step aside.
You'll find him in Taya's banya.