How's your wife'?
Start the car.
Drive.
UNKNOWN SOLDIER
BASED ON VAINO LINNA'S NOVEL
CINEMATOGRAPHY
FILM EDITOR
PRODUCTION DESIGNERS
COSTUME DESIGNER
MAKE-UP ARTIST
SOUND DESIGNER
MUSIC
PRODUCERS
CO-PRODUCERS
SC REENWRITERS
DIRECTOR
PART 3: A TOAST TO MANNERHEIMS OFFICERS
PETROZAVODSK IS SEIZED ON OCTOBER 1, 1941.
AND IS RENAMED MNISLINNA.
SOME OF THE FINNISH TROOPS STAY IN THE CITY.
BUT OTHERS CONTINUE THE ATTACK.
MANY OF THEM BELIEVE THE WAR IS GOING TO END SOON.
Which one do you prefer, reverend?
I'll take this one.
I also have canned food from America.
- No, thanks. - Maybe next time?
- Did the girl please you'? - She did.
Attention!
At ease.
I'm hereto remind you aboul some rules regarding barracks duty.
Perfect cleanliness and orderliness will be maintained.
Every article of barracks regulations is in effect.
NCOs will bunk in NCO quarters.
You will ensure good order at all times.
That ain't gonna work for me.
There's no separating $usi and me.
I'll be bunking with him, or he can bunk in the noncom quarters.
Keep your mouth shut. You'll go where you're ordered.
- Is that clear? - Don't you start with me.
You know what'll happen if you test me.
You think I'm gonna start brownnosing you like the recruits?
Attention!
At ease.
- Corporal Rokka- - What's the matter?
You'll bunk in the NCO quarters. Is that clear'?
We'll see about that I ain'1 gonna argue about it.
But when are we gonna start getting leaves?
I have a family waiting back home. Will you sign the form for me'?
You and I are not on a first-name basis.
But we could be.
You can call me Antti.
I'll talk i0 you as I would to any younger man.
Attention!
I hereby discipline Corporal Rokka for insubordination.
The punishment will be four days' labor.
Corporal Rczkka will take on four extra shifts.
At ease.
CQmpflTW!
Dismissed!
Any idea what I got punished for during the Winter War?
- Discipline... - There'll be discipline for sure.
Listen, Lieut, why don't we go our separate ways.
Looks to me like we ain't a good maich.
In Heaven the Lord shall end all of nu! suffering
And all of our sorrows, too
I love you.
Stay the night.
The children are still so young.
Raili, Seems you stayed with him pretty late.
Dare I ask how it went?
Was he that bad?
No, he wasn't.
He's not the love of my life.
- Company, prepare to move out! - We're not going anywhere.
Ge! up!
For the last time. Get ready.
Koskela for company commander!
Then we'll move.
This isn't the Red Guard. We don't choose commanders by ballot.
- Is that clear'? - No.
This is your Iasi chance to obey. Then I'll use other measures.
You should probably hurry up.
Don't pack anything unnecessary.
Musical instruments are nice, though.
I guess we can take them.
- Where are they taking us? - To the front line.
- Shit. - Why can't we stay?
- Hurry up. - To the goddamn from line...
- Move it! - Hurry up.
Phew, I made it.
Private Korhonen and private Peltola,
on the 3rd oi this month, in the vicinity of the enemy,
refused to obey an order o1 their superior officer.
By the order of a court-martial, privates Korhonen and Peltula
have been sentenced to death.
Load!
Aim!
Fire!
Right.
This sentence was imposed to impress upon all ranks
that there is no room in the army for insubordination.
I hope, and I believe,
that announcing such things in this battalion is unnecessary.
SVIR REGION JANUARY 1942
A bullet in the head would be better than this.
Grown men dragging a goddamn sled
all over the forest.
The brass need their money and glory,
and jewels and furs for their tramps.
And we're here killing people for that.
"Shoot 'em if they disobey orders,"
"and refuse i0 defend my country and my riches."
"Up against the wall with 'em!'
If I could choose, I'd pufem all in a loony bin.
And those pretty speeches of theirs. "Home, Religion and Fatherland."
I've got no home. the company owns the rooms.
I've left the Church and own zero acres oi land.
And defend the o\d folks, huh?
Goddammit!
The only one a\ive's my mother.
If the Russkies want that old crone. let 'em have her.
Pull it, goddammit!
- I don't see you sweating. - I'm not trying to break a sweat.
Just trying to keep the sled moving.
Alert. Enemy sighted.
Nan.
What do you see'?
Whai do you think? Who could it be?
This is it.
If we've gotta make a run for it, the machine gun comes with us.
I'll take the tripod.
See you in hell.
Hold your positions! Who the hell gave you permission to retreat?
- Everybody's running. Let's go! - Get back in line!
Sihvonen, get back!
- Didn't you hear the command? - I'll boost your morale!
Go help. I'll hold 'em off.
Pull him! Pull! Pull!
- Lahlinen! - Leave the machine gun!
Fuck!
$1.0 p!
Damn gutless sheep! Leaving the wounded behind!
Where's Lahtinen and the machine gun?
Lying back there, side by side.
This man did everything he cauld.
- It wasn't his fault. - I'm not looking for fault.
I'm looking for the machine gun and Lahtinen.
Let's set up the line. They'll be here soon.
Listen, Lieut.
If you need a real lop-notch feHa. you're lookin' at him.
Secure the lefl flank and keep an eye on the situation.
Fine.
Sihvonen, you're with me. Susi, give him your skis.
My boots are like goddamn icicles.
I'm damn fun company, don't you think?
Well, well, that's one hell of a plot.
They're trying to flank us. I knew it.
Cmon, will ya?
What's taking you so long'?
There are full magazines in the pack.
Every time I empty one, you fill it.
Don't mix the full ones with the empiy ones.
Be calm. Like me.
We've got nothin' l0 worry about.
It's them who need to worry.
If you can sing. hum to yourself. Keeps the mind light.
Think aboui whatever silly things you like.
They're useful a': a time like this.
H's a mental stralegy.
The officer in front.
When his shadow hits that tree, the reapefls coming to get him.
I've decided so. And then the others get it.
You don't know what's in store for you.
You're gonna see how the Lord brings 'em home.
If these boys have sinned against you,
Old Man in Heaven, forgive 'em.
But hurry up! They'll be comin' right about now.
- Where are you going? - Nowhere.
Get back then. Magazines need filling.
That son of a bitch behind the spruce!
You can't fool Amti Rukka!
Fuck!
Fuck you all!
Dad's home!
Daddy! Daddy!
Oh my. How are you? I'll be home for a week.
At last!
You smell bad, old man.
- Daddy, don't go back to war. - It's good you're home.
The horse needs to be shoed. and we have to get firewood.
- I'll get the wood. - Let's go inside-.
Snap out of it, you.
Dad, we're making a Greater Finland.
Is that so? What do you have here?
Do they really need an old man like you on the front?
Ifs next to the field kitchen. On the pondside.
- It's tough, but I'll make it. - Who's on guard?
- Qpam. - suave?
- He won't be a problem. - I'll be alright.
JUNE 4, 1942
Marshal Mannerheirné 75th birthday turned out to be the must splendid
and unforgettable celebration in Finland's history.
The highlight of the celebration was the visit
of the leader of the Greater Germanic Reich, Adolf Hit/er.
He congratulated Mannerheim personally
and on behalf of his country.
Here you are.
- Cut cognac. - Cut!
- Mannerheim's cut cognac. - Cheers!
- A toast i0 good luck. - To good luck!
This isn't going to get me drunk. Bring out the boy.
Here we go. Sugar wine.
Sugar wine.
Ville. I'm not one of your best men,
but I've done a man's job, haven't I?
- You're tough men' - I'm going to the village.
To the other side of the river'?
There are women doing roadwork. What do you say, boss'?
Come and go as you please. But we move out tomorrow.
Do what you do, it's none of my business.
As long as you've done your duiy, you can kick off.
- Keep that in mind and you can go. - I'll be back in time ii I'm alive.
Why are you taking a blanket?
Why do you think? No one wants 10 do it on the bare ground.
He's gonna gei lucky. And sail through ihe war without a scratch.
- He's so crooked bullets miss him. - Listen.
No offense,
but Rahikainen really hasn't put himself in the line of fire.
I don't know about that, but every man is scared of death.
There is no such man who's not afraid of death.
Dance, Hieianen. I'll hold your cup. Dance, trench doll.
The poor Finns They break their chains
The cup of their sufferings runneth over
Communist songs, for Christ's sake!
Let him sing.
They raise an army The best of a noble people
The poor Finns They break their chains
The cup of their sufferings nmneth over.”
Boys! I'm an airplane!
From Soviet Union... Boys...
Your airplane is falling!
- Where are you going, Koskela? - To Jerusalem.
Mielonen!
Mielonen, Moody heH. What are you? A bouncer?
It's a beautiful death when you die a hero before your men
Fighting for your country and your tribe
Defending your home land with fire in your hear?
Giadiy put you! fife on the Kine for your children
A young man has lo die
When he $158 has fragrant flowers in his hair
Women will remember him as handsome, men as brave
He's beautiful when he fights
He's beautiful when he dies
A toast to Mannerhems officers.
Gentlemen.
Let us follow without wavering where the Marshal's sword shall lead us.
Ville! The old fellow himself.
Zdravswuy.
Sibevia, bolshoi, taiga. Debra huya.
- Who's speaking Russian here? - Koskela from Finland.
I eat iron and shit chains.
- You have something against me? - Union Sovyet sosialist... 'Fs...
I speak Finnish.
And I think it's best you stick to it too.
Stick“. Stick“. Boomstick...
...a bear hunter.
Squeak, creek, crunch
There's snow a bunch
Mater has a blizzard for his locks
And on his feet, gray socks
Bloody hell! I'm shifting into second gear now.
Ville' calm down.
Goddammit! This is not how you dance the tango!
- Bring it on! - Calm down!
I found a sweetheart in Karekia
She's shod and sweet
Ville. Ville, calm down.
Ville!
When was the last iime you were with a woman'?
- Sometime ago. - Did ya get any?
- Got a bit of action. - Did you thank her?
No.
Aren't you a curious fella. Always thank when you get something.
Cold. Cold, boys.
Two caskets at a time...
My brothers are gone...
Hot!
- Try to get him to sleep. - An old solo warrior.
beautiful Really beautiful.
What have you been drinking?
Sugar wine.
Take command of ihe half-platoon until Koskela and Hietala...
...Hietanen... sober up.
Somebody sing us a song.
Hi, old sob warrior.
- Put him to bed. - We sure will.
- Try to pull yourselves together. - We'll try.
We got home.-.
Good mornin'.
Tastes like someone ate cat shit with my mouth.
Goddamn... You had piss-ants there or what?
The boys found it on the trail.
It's dented.
Méikilél“.
Gimme a couple of salty herrings. I'm so damn hungry.
Go drink more sugar wine. Thafll cure the hangover.
First you drink, make a whole Iona noise and fight,
and (hen you come here asking for salt.
I hear you. I know your job ain't easy.
Just a couple, please?
Don't show it to the others. Keep this to yourself.
And you better not come asking for anything more.
This'll keep my stomach full till Christmas. Thanks.
I'll figure out some way to make this up to you.
Thanks a lot.
You alright, boys'?
Dammit, we're in hot water here.
- Are you alright? - Yeah.
What's up, old man?
Go home. And don't show your face here again.
Is this Lieutenant Koskelds bunker'?
Yes, it is.
- Sir, are you Lieutenant Koskela? - Yes.
- Sir, permission to speak? - Sure.
Sir, Private Honkajoki A. A1.
The first A stands for my first name Aarne.
A1 is my fitness rating.
Reporting for duty as a reinforcement for your platoon, sir.
Served previously
in 50th Infantry Regimenfs machine gun company.
Wounded. Released from army hospital. Ordered here.
Reporting again for military duty,
having firmly vowed to sacrifice not only my own blood
but also the blood injected into me at the hospital
to preserve the freedom of the Fatherland.
Well, then, welcome. The last two to Second Half-Platoon.
Rahikainen, take them.
Guess you don't put much faith in other folks' weapons.
Considering the rapid development of weaponry in modern warfare,
I decided it was necessary to adopt new weapons.
- What line of work are you in? - My profession, sir, is forestry.
More specifically, gathering pinecones.
I invent things. Next on my list is a perpetual motion machine.
- That's impossible. - I see. Maybe I'll resta bit, then.
All right. Name and age'?
Private Hauhia. Sir. I just turned nineteen, sir.
Rokka, take the boy with you on your next shift and show him the ropes.
Sure.
Any questions?
No, Lieutenant sir.
You don't have to caH me "sir."
The other officers are a different thing.
Yes, sir.
Well then. It'll all work out.
I've been in an air raid,
though, of course. that's nothing next to real war.
Ifs as real a war as any other.
- Here's the latrine. - Are those fliers?
Yep. Russkies even give us toilet paper.
- How many men have you lost? - Each day somebody kicks the bucket.
- Now go! - Come.
I'll teach you to fight a war.
Never go out alone. Remember that.
Don't believe the lies of your officers!
These are riflemen's nests.
That's their sentry. Hey, see anything?
You! officers are your mortai enemies!
Don't read on guard duty, even though Ukkola does.
Get this one through your skull:
never raise your head out of the trench!
Almost everybody who died here kept their head up a second too long.
Use the periscope.
You see?
Kill your fascist officers and come over here!
We killed them ages ago!
We're kflling socialist officers now.
Sons of Finland, come get bread!
Come get butter for your bread!
He does that day and night.
Worker-soldiers of Finland! You're shedding your blood
while (he Germans mpe your wives and sisters!
Yeah, and the youngest men's moms are getting some too,
the horny ones!
- Stop yellin' at them. - They started it.
There are 14 fallen men. Memorize their locations.
You don't want to confuse the dead with the living if they attack.
Come take a look.
Like that. That's it.
Remember to keep your head down.
That's it.
If they attack, pull this cord. It goes to the dugout.
- Remember to keep your head down. - Yes.
What's it like to shoot a man?
I don't know. I only shoot the enemy.
- Aren't they people. 10o? - Nope. Oh, I don't know.
Wise men say the enemy ain't no person.
I don't think about things like that.
I just shoot and work on my rings. You do the same.
- We have a damn fine machine gun. - We have the same.
But our guns have killed the must men.
Rokka told me he might take me on a patrol with him.
But hey, it's my guard duty now.
Don't go thinking youfie safe even though it might get quiet.
- Understand? - Yes.
Just remember what I told you.
We ended up battling a heme
Where the bullets sing
When we left, we didn't know
Whom of us would return home
Alarm!
- Salo and Sihvonen, take the boy. - Alrig ht.
We can't say he didn't know.
He was instructed.
“And suddenly there was with the angel,"
"a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,"
"Glory to God in the highest,"
“and on earth peace, good will toward men."
Merry Christmas, soldiers!
Merry Christmas, Major!
Earth so beautiful
Heavens so mar
Beautiful is the pilgrimage of the soul
Singing we journey
Through the world
Towards Heaven, our journey's goal
Time flies so
Years pass by
Generations c! men
Remembered no more
Heavenly melody
Song o! the souls
Ever so pure
So, Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
"Life is short, for each the same."
"Let us burn with blazing flames."
"In the fire let us rise high!"
"Earth remains."
"Our souls to the heavens they rise."
Soldiers! Dun? believe the lies of your officers!
Your officers are your biggest enemies!