THE NEW GULLIVER
Free after the book of Jonathan Swift Written by Alexander Ptushko & Grigory Roshal, text writer S. Bolotin
directed by Alexander Ptushko
cameramen I. Shkarenkov, Nikolai Renkov
puppets and decor Sarra Mokil, Yu Shvets
artists A. Zharenov, A. Nikulin, sculptor A. Tayozhnaya.
Gulliver: V. Konstantinov
music Leonid Shvarts sound Ya. Kharon, A. Korobov A. Minin.
MOSKINOKOMBINAT (MOSCOW CINEMA CENTRE), 1935 Subs & add.translation by Eus & Chapaev www.dailymotion.com/eus347.
Where seagulls wing, and waves are shaggy, That's where you find men.
Where oars need swinging - Tell mel, adults, which lads will be there?
To the boats, to the boats, plowing the waves with our paddle. Persistent,
we'll face storms, In our habor's sailing commune Winds of salt,
Waves of green Away, sleepy jellyfish at the bottom! A wave of foam,
Forward flying Leninists Forward sea-scouts.
Young scouts, today we celebrate a small victory.
Out of broken boats cast ashore by the waves
we have built beautiful yacht with our own hands.
The building crew themselves will sail to Adalara island.
We're going to award a bonus to the best of them right now.
Pioneers, follow the example of your front-rank comrades!
Keep your hands steady on studies and friendly collective labour!
Hail to the sturdy workers of the 'Artek'!
Comrades, let's begin awarding bonuses to best sea-scouts!
Comrade Yudin, instructor of 'small group'.
Comrade Konstantinov, the brigade's best shock worker, is awarded his favorite book "Gulliver's Travels".
Boarding...
begins!
Horn, trumpet We are the children of the people,
Growing up in a world of work. Blow loud the tuba!
Under the sun of freedom we sail Gori's pioneering star!
Lead ahead down precipices and up steep slopes.
Behind them the edge, Blazing valleys.
Victory be ours! Long live the mighty.
Workers all over the world unite! Horn, pipe!
Alll over the old country Is heard our cry: "Forward!"
Blow loud the tuba! All over the oceans Waves our song ahead.
Guys, come here!
Careful! Watch yourself!
Guys, we're arrived! We're going to have breakfast here.
Boys, dig in!
Take apples and grapes...
Helmsman, catch!
Well, boys, what are we going to do? Let's read "Gulliver"!
Boys, there is a proposition to read "Gulliver" aloud.
Come here, there will be a reading of "Gulliver"!
Boys, keep quiet.
My father owned a small estate in Nottinghamshire. I was the third of his sons.
In my youth I studied medicine, after that I sailed for some years as a ship surgeon.
One day I sailed on 'Antelope' to South Ocean.
It was stormy weather, big waves washed over deck and a deafening wind blew in the sails.
Then I noticed a ship with black sails. It were pirates.
Their fast brig rammed into the 'Antelope', the impact was so heavy that I fell overboard on the deck of the pirate-ship.
A horrible crash was heard and the poor 'Antelope'went down with all its crew.
"By thousand devils!" the pirates shouted "All sorts of old boats are slouching around!"
Meanwhile it stormed...
Boatswain!
Everybody to their places!
Get out, lazybones! To work!
Hey, the hyena, the masts, the formula-bom-topgallant-yard.
Oh, you, mariners!
Who are you?
I am doctor Petya Gulliver. Seven berthing in your throat!
Who prepares all for the Navy: Pasta, borshch and dumplings Cereal, pancakes, juice, He calls the galley kitchen?
Don't hamper working!
I will teach you a lesson, lazybones!
Hey, old jackal, don't dare to touch that kid! I'll teach you...
Take that! Bastard!
Doctor Gulliver, I'm Vanya. Let's shake hands!
Hands up, bandits! Or you will have a bomb for breakfast.
Thrown down your weapons!
SOS! SOS!
Save my suitcase, my homework russian is in it!
Doctor, doctor, help...
Where do you... wait!
To his highness, chief of the police. REPORT.
Waves have washed ashore a living mountain shaped like a man. The monster is seized and is being guarded.
Rummage is being conducted. Waiting for your orders. Agents Ear and Nose.
Drink...
Hallo! Hallo! A discovery previously unheard of! A living mountain is discovered!
Quiet, quiet! The car of the police chief.
Well?
We rummaged him. Here are some items found on him.
It seems he wants to drink.
Extra issue of the 'Lilliput courier'! A living mountain has been found! It breathes! It wants to drink!
Balderdash. The 'Courier' is lying.
That is the new Gulliver.
Disperse the crowd. Very good.
Bring the items to the parliament.
Narcotize... Drink... Gulliver!
Let's see... SOMNIFACIENT.
Wait, don't intrude.
Astonishing! Just have a look at this!
Professor, what do you think this is? Look, here, at the end?
Professor, we're waiting.
That's...
poison!
His Highness is thinking.
Hello, eagles.
Heil, Your Majesty!
What's that? Proclamations.
Proclamations? Gulliver is moving. What to do?
Gulliver is a huge labour-force. But what if he will act on the side of workers?
Then I'll take the necessary measures.
Gentlemen, I ask your attention! Protocol ♪ 1234567890
Extraordinary meeting of the Parliament of Lilliputia Subject: About free movement of the "new Gulliver" in Lilliputia.
Debate (military counsellors) Kill immediately [partly intelligible discussion in background]
(foodstuffs councellors) Keep a watchful eye on him, but feed him (food provided by holding company "OhHowTasty")
Agreed on: Opinons differ.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Immediately! Bombs! Soldiers! Dynamite! Machine guns! Very cheap!
No, let's start trading in! Gullivers needs food, wine, cloath...
Kill him! Kill him!
Quiet! The king speaks!
I, the great king of lilliputs,
my fellow men, I live in constant care about your well-being... Get Gulliver back to where he came from!
Stop interrupting the king!
Live cheating the nation, cheating the nation, cheating the nation...
The king has decided. Gulliver will become our soldier.
Attention! Get ready!
Three, four!
Long live the wise king!
Gulliver is being conveyed!
Wake up Gulliver!
Wake him up!
Fire!
His Highness, the king!
Your Higness, be a hero!
What a sneeze!
Little men...
Alive!
How small!
Yes, we are placable, but if you will continue to shout so loud the king will become angry.
How scary!
Quiet, you! Piano pianissimo! Our drum membranes are bursting!
OK then. Sorry. I won't do that anymore.
Your Highness, pardon him. He's apologising and he won't do that anymore.
Where am I? Who you are?
The king will speak now!
We are great, we are mighty, bigger than the sun, higher than the clouds
but don't be afraid of our talking, we're a very placable folk.
Placable folk?
I don't see any folk, only soldiers. Soldiers?
Soldiers for making the nature beautiful. Soldiers for making the folk scared.
Oh, is that so! Perhaps, you want me to scare people too! Yes, yes, and we accept you as our soldier, too.
Yes, yes, as a soldier. What?
Me?
As a royal soldier? No way!
Pipes. What "pipes"?
He agrees. He wants to hear an orchestra. Let's blow pipes for him!
Comrades! I pronounce this meeting of the workers of the underground factory open!
Regardless of everything, we begin a revolt tomorrow!
But what if the man-mountain will be fighting for them? Then he will fall together with them.
Right! We will bring down any mountain.
Comrades, in the box is a notebook of man-mountain.Wonderful. Let's read it and discover what he is like.
Exercise-book in russian language of Petya Konstantinov.
Hail to the wise union of workers all around the world!
An unseen show! Feeding of the Man-Mountain! Conveyor of food! 1000 cows, 1000 sturgeons, 1000 cooks!
The whole royal court participates in the event. A splendid concert! The king's favourite Fo-Lya conducts the programme.
Balloons! Balloons! They will fly onto the mountain!
Backup drum membranes! Natural???
See for yourself disbelievers! Here is Gulliver!
Five at a time!
Yeah, that's an appetite!
Just look at his mouth! Folk? Where's folk? Don't let folk!
Don't worry, I've taken the necessary measures.
I find him very suspicious...
Let's try to sidetrack his attention.
And then? Then attract his attention.
I announce a private concert in honour of our high guest!
Th royal corps de ballet!
Do something to amuse him! In a moment!
Royal dwarfs - microputs.
Are there dwarfs at your place?
Amazing!
Let me see them closer!
Why do you beat them!
So that they will work better. Do you beat everybody who works for you?
Don't talk nonsense! We don't... lay our hands on anybody.
I want to know how your folk is living.
Folk?
Please, please... a song about how we're living.
Under the king's wise guidance the earth is in bloom, fields are in bloom and we are singing.
Our folk is content with life, it always sings and doesn't expect tears.
We have no worries, we have no worries.
She's lying!
Lying? Perhaps, you can sing more about the truth?
Let's give it a try.
The horn is blowing, we're the youth of the nation, we're growing up in world of labour.
Blow, horn, under the sun of freedom! The pioneers' star is burning.
The horn is blowing. Fly to distant lands, on our call! Blow, horn, over all oceans flies a wave of our songs.
The horn is blowing. We will change the land.
Blow, horn, so that in future worlds live free and happy man.
Workers all around the world, rise up!
I haven't received such note yet.
I said: Kill him immediately.
Let's do so.
Such petty souls!
Prepare weapons and ammunition to use against Gulliver immediately! I hear that, mister chief of the police!
These weapons are to be used agains Gulliver... let's warn him.
Let's warn Gulliver. Let's warn him.
Guys, leave me in peace!
Come on, guys!
Was it you who woke me up? Quieter, Petya! Spies are around! They can hear us.
How do you know me?
From your exercise-book. Oh, Russian.
That language is our mother tongue, too. I'm from the workers of underground factory.
Finally! Greetings!
Petya, beware!
They want to kill you.
Everything is going well. Ammunition will be prepared. Excellent.
What? 100? Little. 200? Little. 300? Little. 400?
So remeber, be prepared tomorrow.
Always ready!
Come here at once!
Gulliver knows everything. The workers warned Gulliver.
- Bastards! Here, to me! - I hear.
Catastrophe! What will we do now?
Poison Gulliver! And workers? Workers...
with machine guns.
Abandon the work!
Riot at the arm factory! Workers are occupying the arsenal!
Police doesn't have the power to prevent it.
My greetings! We're celebrating the king's birthday.
Let's drink on the health of his highness. Pioneer... Gulliver doesn't smoke and drink.
But we have such tradition! Well, if tradition...
He drank it!
It seems he's done.
We've finished off the main man. Now - the rebels.
Secret. To the commander of the southern squad. Set bombs all along the battlefront. Retreat to the sea
thus luring the enemy into the minefield. Blow up the bombs at my command. General commander Povstaniev.
Victory! Victory! Tanks have driven the rebels to the sea.
Royal fleet is ready to use force.
Blow up the bombs!
It's all over. We're defeated.
God, save the throne.
God, save the labour.
I declare open the meeting of free lilliputs!
Well? You're awake, traveller?
Guys, how big you are!
What a big life!