0-12!
This is 0-12.
0-12, why didn't you answer?
My engine is on fire.
Request for permission to activate the fire extinguishing system. 8th
Negative!
It will turn the engine off immediately!
Roger that.
Drift down to 1000 feet, aim the plane to the field...
and activate the ejection seat. Copy?
Roger that. I'm drifting down.
Markelov, is the ejector prepared? Markelov, are you deaf or what?
Did you remove the pin from the ejector?
0-12, Leonov? Why are you doing nothing?
Reply! I order you to...
Damn it! He has shut off the engine.
What the hell...
Drive straight to the runway. - Yes, sir.
The commission is here. - Which commission? - General Kamanin.
He's trying to extinguish the fire.
Come on, my little bird! Come on!
There we go!
Hold on!
Lyosha!
Markelov...
rascal.
Comrade General, as commander of the 294th Air Reconnaissance Division... - At ease!
What kind of theater was that?
It even had smoke effects.
Lyosha, are you OK?
Why didn't you jump? We were worried at the end!
Here! Hide it.
And what should we tell them, Lyosha?
Well, uh, uh...
We'll say we were saving expensive Soviet equipment. Come on!
What was going on? - Luckily you survived...
The equipment is old. The engine failed.
We will investigate and find who is responsible.
Who is the pilot?
Lieutenant Leonov. We'll have a talk with him.
The man is a madman.
I've never seen anything like that! Madness! You're a hero.
He should come to me.
We are in need of such crazy people.
SPACEWALKER
1963: INSTITUTE FOR EXPERIMENTAL RESEARCH NO. 1
1965!
1965.
They can all go.
I said you can go.
Why in 1965?
Why?
It is supposed to be in 1967.
By that year Voskhod 2 could be prepared 100%.
Why 1965? Because the Americans have moved their flight.
They want to be first in space before us.
It's unacceptable.
But to allow an unprepared product into space...
with USSR printed on its broadside... is acceptable?
To fall flat on our face in front of the whole world... is acceptable?
And to get two heroic corpses,
instead of two living astronauts welcomed on their return?
We'll make sure that the space capsule is reliable. But time is short.
Two space capsules.
The first serves as a test.
We have to deal with all eventualities to be prepared.
The rest depends on the pilots, and luckily...
we have two of the best.
How many combat missions did you have in the war?
Stop bugging me, Lyosh.
We're approaching the takeoff point.
The cloud cover is very low. And the wind is increasing.
- How low? - Ceiling is 1300 feet, without light gaps. The wind is 12 points, gusty.
Should we go back?
Yes, turn back.
Let's jump. It's just wind.
With just a little wind...
chances are 1 in 10, that we come down safe. Here!
You can't turn back in space.
There will be different instructions in space, Lyosh.
What did they choose us for?
Why us, why not someone else?
I haven't thought about that yet.
To handle impossible tasks.
Eat your apple. It tastes good.
I'll eat it at home.
Lyosh, you didn't get it? We aren't jumping now.
Who says so? - Instructions.
Don't get bored!
Vlad, shut the door behind me!
Stay calm, Pasha! Pull out!
Pull out!
Unwind!
Feet together!
What? - Feet together!
Come along.
Keep walking! Lyosha!
Don't touch it!
If the bird scents you, he will not come back.
Is that his home? -Yes.
And does he sleep here, too? - Why should I know that?
But I want to know where the bird sleeps, dad.
If you really want to know, you'll find out. Come on, let's move on.
Come on, Loyosha! Hurry up!
The content is correct, only the form is not. - Attention!
It is not official enough.
Comrade General, permission to speak? -No.
I'm sorry, may I ask...
I would like to visit Lieutenant Colonel Belyaev.
That's what the doctors should decide. - They have but he does not want to see anyone.
He is depressed. I want to awaken his fighting spirit.
What's with your leg?
Oh nothing. Just fell asleep while waiting.
Leonov...
Do you know why I didn't give you a kick in the pants yet?
No.
Neither do I. Continue with your training.
Thank you, Comrade General. We'll do our best.
Once Pavel is released ... - Your new partner is Major Khrunov.
And what about Pavel?
He could not help it. He did not want to jump. I provoked him.
I know. I have read your report.
Do not get upset. Belyaev should first get back on his feet.
He is no longer so young. He will soon be 40. Let him regain his health.
We have to keep the schedule.
You are training with Khrunov for now.
Yes, sir.
The food is getting cold.
Not bad.
Sveta, I've already told you, that is the worst compliment for an artist.
It's not a compliment for an artist, but it is for a cosmonaut with a paintbrush.
Who, by the way, could have become a very good artist.
Please, you're blocking my light... But what about space?
A good painter does not need a rocket,
to travel to the stars.
But I see the stars through the ceiling.
No, it's rather...
I do not see the ceiling at all,
only the sky.
I would if I could go by bike to the moon.
But such bicycles do not exist. - Let's eat.
May I eat the apple? - After dinner.
So let's go have dinner now. -I beg your pardon?
Hello!
Alright.
Right, keep silent.
Then I will talk.
So...
Let's start with the program...
for physical exercise.
I only have one life.
And I only have one partner. I do not fly with anyone else.
I am training with Khrunov, but only so as not to get out of practice.
And once you're in shape, we'll go to our supervisor...
and request a medical examination. It will be allright.
The most important thing is, that it's not broken. Right? That's good.
Your old injury has returned.
But that's not bad. It'll heal up.
Some people get their head split open. But that's just the leg. - Alexey.
Look at me.
And listen to me.
I will not go anywhere with you. - You do not like me anymore?
That's not it.
But you know no fear. And that is not good.
I'll tell you something from my childhood.
Go away. - Then you will understand immediately.
Did not you hear? - Leonov doesn't leave just like that.
I'll finish this and then I'll go.
Very carefully... ok move now.
One...
two.
One...
It works...
Wait, I'll help you! Does it hurt a lot?
Get out! Go to hell!
What's happened?
Get out!
It's all right. Nothing happened.
Get lost!
All right.
Good day!
Should I scratch for you?
Scratch yourself.
In an hour.
During the exercises in weightlessness...
you never made any successful attempts of entry into the airlock?
Why not, Comrade Major?
There are several reasons. One is the space suit.
It is called the "Golden Eagle", but it is a coffin of asbestos.
I have a few suggestions. May I?
Boris Victorovich!
To pull the tether,
you need better control over the body,
which would require more agility.
You would need hinges on the shoulder,
elbows, knees and wrists for greater freedom of movement.
Did you draw that yourself? - Yes, sir.
This takes into account the pressure in the spacesuit.
Listen...
To build such a spacesuit, takes at least two years.
If not 2.5. - And we do not have time, Comrade Leonov. - I see.
But what if we shift the tether attachment points for the supply line...
to the helmet?
What do you mean? What is that supposed to help?
Our cosmonaut enters with his feet first in the lock, right? Right.
I feel, it would be better, if the cosmonaut could see where he is going...
and go in with his head first.
Comrades, please leave us alone for a moment.
Go ahead. - Me? - Yes.
How exactly do you want me to do this?
Head first. Show it to me.
Go ahead.
And now turn back to face the hatch.
Why? - To close the outer hatch. Manually.
But it closes automatically. - In nine out of ten cases.
What if you are unlucky this time?
What if your spacesuit gets stiff...
and the oxygen is running out?
Can you imagine it? - Yes. - Then you are dead.
And your partner too.
Now we know, Sergey Pavlovich. We'll try to deal with what we have. Sorry for bothering you.
Sergey Pavlovich,
we are ready to fly even in shackles,
or in a knight's armor. - Our people have always been in shackles.
But imagine, if they were removed.
What would happen then?
We'd lose balance and crash
and everything would go to hell.
That's how it is with us.
You can go. -Yes, sir.
The drawing...
Leave her here.
Yevgeny Anatolyevich, Belyaev is not feeling well!
What do you mean?
Damn it!
Comrade Belyaev, what are you doing there?
You said I should start to excercise my leg.
Yes, but not like that.
I meant, slowly. This will need time.
But I have no time Yevgeny Anatolyevich.
That old pilot amazes me!
Do you know what I like most about you? - What?
Your smile. Smile again.
Gagarin in person.
Pasha!
Nice that you're back.
Squad, line up!
On the ground!
Excuse me.
Comrade Belyaev, line up! - Yes, sir.
Welcome back! - Thank you.
One, two...
INSTITUTE FOR EXPERIMENTAL RESEARCH, NO. 1
120 DAYS TO LAUNCH
Nikishin!
Go home and get some sleep.
Finish tomorrow. Sergei Pavlovich,
people need rest. For three weeks now...
they've been working in three shifts. - Soon.
After the examination board everyone will get a day off.
One day. - Let's put the head of the commission into the spaceship.
He'll feel like Gagarin, and be content.
Then we'll go to the celebration dinner and after throw them all out again.
Throwing them out is ok.
But no outsiders in the spaceship,
not even Brezhnev himself.
What happened?
Nikishin? - Step aside.
Shine it on the chest and head area.
Well?
He's dead.
Oh God!
I want to know exactly what happened.
Exactly. Boris Evseevich,
report back to me in half an hour what went wrong...
with the electronics. - Yes.
I take it that the visitation is cancelled? - No way! I want them to see all of this.
It is important that they see it for themselves...
and report it to whom they should.
You could have done better, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel.
One second. Would you please give this to Svetlana Egorovna?
With pleasure. - Because today is such a beautiful day.
Good. - And for her wise decision making.
What's this? - Someone asked me to give it to you.
Put it here.
Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, I have no objections for now.
Let's change the workload, and then we'll check the blood pressure.
Here's for our ladies!
Hooray!
Say...
By the way, what do I call a lady who is a cosmonaut?
Female cosmonaut or lady cosmonaut?
You've said already, "for our ladies."
How did it go with the medical commission?
What did they say?
Not suitable. That's the decision.
Stop, wait a second...
That was the decision?
And how did they justify it?
Anything specific? - "Not suitable. Too old and injured," they said.
"You can not run well with such a leg."
I see.
And you just accepted that?
So who am I going to fly with now?
You are my partner. Why are you deserting me?
Lyosh, what are you doing? Am I your partner?
There is your partner.
We don't serve our own whims, but the common goal.
The doctors are right, I'm ill-suited for the task. - I do not care about the doctors.
If I fly, it's only with you.
Are you really going to run in space? - The general is leaving! Fall in!
Attention!
Run or not. You can't outrun fate.
Things didn't work out for me.
One can't outrun fate?
Lyosha!
It seems we must conquer space without them now.
Are you out of your mind, Comrade Major? Do you want to be thrown out of the squad?
Comrade General!
May I speak briefly sir?
What did you want, Comrade Leonov? - Did you see him running? Did you?
So he's able. Not half able.
That's all? - Yes... I mean, yes, sir!
You can go. - Yes, sir.
You can go!
I'd like to see the results of the medical commission.
0 GRAVITY
Almaz-2 in the airlock!
Well done, Almaz-2!
START OF THE UNMANNED TEST MODULE
So, comrades cosmonauts...
during the tests we'll make a film...
about the everyday life of our Soviet heroes.
I feel like a pop singer. - Better than a singer.
Scene 1, Take 3.
Today we are gathered here not to celebrate victory,
but to make sure...
that this victory is possible.
Attention, get ready and... action! - Go to papa. - Papa!
Papa! Ouch! - Easy. Easy. - Stop.
Let's go again.
Key to ignition.
I had a bad dream.
That does not mean anything. - Stop.
The launch of the unmanned module...
will be performed at 10:30 today Moscow time.
In this attempt, the ship will reach orbit for testing purposes.
Come on, Svet. - All right. - There are people here...
Do not worry. - "Farewell to the Cosmonauts", Part 2, Scene 3, 1st Take.
Our task is to run a full test of the equipment.
Ignition.
All systems from Voskhod 2...
and the inflatable airlock...
will be considered successfully tested,
once the unmanned module...
has returned to earth undamaged. - Launch.
Papa!
We must be sure about the accuracy...
of our calculations...
before cosmonauts Pavel Belyaev...
and Alexey Leonov fly into space.
"The spacecraft has reached orbit"
Our heroes have a very special mission.
"The airlock is open"
They will go outside the capsule for the first time ever...
and have a spacewalk in outer space.
"Simulated spacewalk has been implemented"
If this mission succeeds,
we will be ready soon for...
when we can be with space as equals,
as friends.
Take cover!
"Attention! The connection with the test module has been lost"
"Repeat, the connection with the test module has been lost"
"Confirm, observing the cloud of wreckage"
Good to see you, Sergey Pavlovich. - Good to see you.
You are kindly requested.
Good to see you, Leonid Ilyich.
Wait a moment, Sergey Pavlovich.
Let's finish the movie and then talk.
I do not have time to watch movies.
We are in a race against time.
We are getting the floor pulled from under our feet.
That does not happen to those who keep step...
and you're Sergey Pavlovich, an engine for progress.
I have a comprehensive report here with all the technical details.
I'll summarize it briefly.
If something is unclear, please ask. - I already know.
The spacecraft reached orbit.
The spacewalk was simulated.
And now do the same thing again,
but this time with two cosmonauts, and collect a Gold Star.
But the ship fell apart, and we do not know why.
We are still searching for the cause. - Was there a spacewalk?
Conditionally, yes. - Now do it unconditionally.
The United States wants to launch their spacecraft in May.
That's why Voskhod has to fly earlier.
So that the whole world knows that we are the first.
Our time in space is happening now.
It is the time of pioneers! - I do not care about the Americans.
I understand that the main thing for us, for our country...
is not to fall flat on our face.
But as long as I carry the responsibility,
an unprepared spacecraft won't go to space.
All the more, if my people are inside.
Only over my dead body! - Is that a fact?
I'm serious.
You know what?
Sleep on it first.
And tomorrow get back to work.
We do not have anyone else but you.
You are irreplaceable for us.
COSMONAUT QUARTERS BAIKONUR
ONE DAY TO LAUNCH
I wonder if it's snowing in Moscow too. If so, I can go ski with the girls.
Yeah, right... build a snowman, eat pierogies.
Was everything in vain?
Don't drink and start rambling.
So we don't fly?
I don't think about it. There are rules.
We've spent so much time and effort. All sizzle, no steak. What are they thinking?
What do you want to do?
You want Korolyov to trust luck and appoint the launch?
Not luck, Pasha, we took apart that ship cog by cog, and put it back together.
I have confidence in it like in my own mother.
But you're just standing around and packing!
Do you think you're the only one who wants to fly to space?
OK, well... we have to obey the orders.
I don't care about the orders.
I won't back down.
Yes?
Good morning, Sergey Pavlovich. - Good morning, Comrade Chief Designer.
Good Morning.
You've been up for a while? - No. Just got up. Drinking tea.
As you know, the test flight failed.
Launching Voskhod 2 with people is too risky.
We'll repeatedly launch an empty module...
on the rocket until it's perfected.
We'll build a new one in a year, and then you'll fly.
Alright. - What is your problem?
That the Americans will be the first?
Sergey Pavlovich, we are in peak physical condition.
We worked over 3000 emergency situations.
There will be a 3001st, 3002nd, and 3003rd in space.
Sending you up now, would mean your certain death.
And the country would cry for only a moment. - Why are you here then?
You are a farmer.
From the village Listvyanka.
In the district Kemerovo.
When I was three, my father became condemned as an enemy of the people.
And we were marked as a family of saboteurs.
Immediately the neighbors came...
and took our food, the furniture and then the house.
We stood on the street, in the freezing cold.
My mother was pregnant with eight children.
One of the neighbors took my pants off,
and I just stood there in my shirt.
Thank God, my older sister and her husband sheltered us.
In a room in a dormitory for workers.
16 square meters for all of us together.
I had to sleep under the bed.
But so what, we survived.
Then came the war and all men had to go to the front.
The others went to field hospitals or to build factories or to study.
I wanted to learn so my mom sent me to school. I was so proud.
Then I looked at my feet.
I stood in a puddle of ice and had no shoes.
But so what, we withstood, we survived!
Then came the victory. But at what price? All uncles, brothers had died.
That's how it was all over the country in every family.
Sergey Pavlovich, we have experienced so much.
Gone through so much.
Not to get scared of an emergency situation.
If the hatch gets stuck, I'll gnaw a hole in it and crawl out.
Sergey Pavlovich.
We are ready to take the risk.
The tea is pretty strong.
See you!
Attention!
Comrade General, we are ready to launch!
Report back to comrade Brezhnev and comrade Kosygin,
that the spaceship Voskhod 2
is ready to launch. - Yes, sir!
Zarya, this is Almaz, we are ready.
Attention! We are one minute to launch.
"Key to ignition"
"Key to ignition go"
"Switch on ventilation"
"Ventilation go"
"Start main drive"
"Main drive go" - "Start drainage" - "Drainage go"
"Ignition"
"Ignition go"
"Intermediate"
"Intermediate go"
"Main stage"
"Main stage go"
"Launch"
"Launch go"
I wish you good luck, my eagles!
"Lift off" - "Lift off confirmed"
"Roll, pitch, and yaw are all good"
"The flight is going well"
Attention!
This is Moscow.
We are broadcasting across all radio stations...
and the Central Television of the Soviet Union.
We are live on the air.
"All controls are stable"
Today, on March 18, 1965...
at 10:00 in the morning...
an artificial satellite and spaceship...
was brought into the orbit of the earth.
It is named Voskhod 2.
There is constant radio contact...
with the crew.
Comrades Belyaev and Leonov...
are carrying out their work...
in accordance with the flight program.
Zarya, this is Almaz.
We feel a slight vibration.
All devices are working properly.
We're fine...
"and we are ready to implement the task"
Almaz, start implementing the task.
Copy, Zarya. Elongating the airlock now.
Zarya, the airlock has been elongated. We're starting to equalize the pressure in the airlock.
"Zarya, we are preparing to enter the airlock"
"Zarya, the airlock pressure has been equalized"
Switching to the oxygen supply from the backpack.
Zarya, the spacesuit is pressure-tight, opening the inner hatch of the airlock.
Don't get bored.
I'll be right back.
Pasha, give me a little push.
Ooh.
This is Almaz-2.
I am in the airlock.
"Almaz-2, copy"
"Zarya, this is Almaz"
"I'm closing the inner hatch of the airlock"
"Zarya, this is Almaz, starting to depressurize the airlock"
Almaz-2, pressure relief in the airlock in 5 minutes.
"The air pressure is elevated, but still within the normal range"
Almaz-2, your oxygen consumption is above normal.
Lyosha, breathe more calmly.
I'm almost not breathing.
Attention, be ready!
Zarya, the airlock pressure is zero.
Opening the outer hatch of the airlock.
"Almaz-2, give a status report"
This is Almaz-2, reporting.
Everything's ok.
"Ready to go outside the ship"
Begin with the exit into space.
Copy!
Almaz-2,
the space exit...
was approved.
"Lyosha, make two trips"
"Once to test the conditions...
and once to take pictures"
Copy, Almaz.
Zarya!
This is Almaz-2.
I'm on the edge of the airlock.
I feel excellent.
Below me, I see clouds and the sea.
I'm just scanning the mountain range of the Caucasus.
I see the sky and the earth.
And directly below me the Volga!
Ideal working conditions!
Almaz-2, get ready to leave.
Yes, copy that.
Remove the lens cap from the camera.
Finished! I have removed the lid!
What do I do with it now?
"Where do I put it"
Just throw it away.
"Copy"
Throwing away.
Zarya, this is Almaz-2.
Pulling out the tether.
Soviet Cosmovision is sharing...
another broadcast from space...
from the spaceship Voskhod 2.
We are eyewitnesses to an event,
that just yesterday we spoke of only as fantasy.
Almaz-2.
Start the exit.
"Almaz-2, you can depart"
Ok, ok, wait a sec.
Let's go.
"Zvezda, Zarya!"
"This is Almaz"
Man has stepped into outer space.
"Man has stepped into outer space"
He's now in free flight.
Today, on March 18, 1965...
at 11:35 am Moscow time,
during the flight of the spacecraft Voskhod 2,
the first ever spacewalk has been implemented;
the first man has stepped...
into outer space.
On the second orbit of the flight,
the second pilot and cosmonaut...
Major Leonov Alexey Arkhipovich...
in a special spacesuit...
with an autonomous life support system...
stepped out into outer space.
My dad is a real cosmonaut! A real cosmonaut!
So, now we only need to learn docking.
Then we can form space stations for the Space Army.
Excellent! Thank you all!
Stay focused!
Comrade General,
the Kremlin is calling.
They ask to connect directly with the cosmonaut.
Well then connect them! - Connect them. - Yes, sir.
"Lyosha!"
Here...
"Lyosha!"
Here!
Who's speaking?
"Brezhnev is on the line"
Leonid Ilyich? Whoa.
"How are you, son?"
I can report:
My mind is clear, my vision is not disturbed.
Spatial orientation is normal.
So man can work in space.
Man can...
work in space.
"Oh, yeah... I see how you're tumbling around out there"
"The whole country is watching you. The whole world"
Thank you.
"We are very proud of you"
Thank you, really thank you!
"Just come back alive"
"That is an order. Do you hear?"
"Proud to serve the Soviet Union"
What is his condition?
Blood pressure and body temperature have risen slightly. But otherwise...
his condition is stable. - And the air supply?
That's enough for 27 minutes.
Then quickly to the next stage!
"Almaz-2"
Get ready for push off to test the reaction of the vestibular system,
"the balance test in space"
Almaz-2, how are you?
"I feel great!"
I'm ready...
for the last gear and the photographs.
His blood pressure has suddenly increased to 140 over 90.
Pulse 125. Body temperature 98. - He is excited.
That would be everyone in his place. - Almasz-2.
Take a few pictures and then home!
But without sudden movements.
"Nice and slow"
That's affirmative.
Pasha, are you smiling there?
I am.
Next photo.
"Time is running out. Take some pictures and come back"
What's this?
What's with the pressure?
Almasz-2, are you alright?
"Almasz, what's going on there?"
"Almaz-2 is not replying"
"There was a blow to the ship's hull"
"Visual contact with Almaz-2 was lost"
What about the connection?
The devices are working well. It is not a technical problem.
What is his condition? - Blood pressure, pulse, temperature... All are rising.
"Almaz, continue calling Almaz-2"
"I repeat: Almaz!"
continue calling Almaz-2
Everything went too well, too seamlessly.
Stop all on-air broadcasts. - Yes, sir.
We are presenting to the audience...
the ballet "The Stone Flower" by Sergey Prokofiev,
on stage at the State Academic Bolshoi Theatre,
where the Lenin Medal was awarded.
We'll wait.
"Almaz-2, do you read me, over?"
Almaz-2, over?
"Zarya, I cannot connect with Almaz-2"
"I'll continue trying"
Sergey Pavlovich,
for such cases we have concrete instructions.
If Almaz-2 cannot get back to the ship...
we have to get ready to blast off the airlock.
Blood pressure 155 over 100,
pulse 150, body temperature 101.
Zarya, this is Almaz.
Request for permission to enter the airlock.
How long until the dead zone?
Another 5 minutes until the connection aborts. - Sergey Pavlovich.
The exit of the second cosmonaut means the full depressurizing of the ship.
And they'll have to find their way back by themselves because the connection will be lost.
And who knows how the spaceship will behave in this case?
Start praying then. - Sergey Pavlovich,
if we blast off the airlock, only one cosmonaut will die.
If you give that order,
both could die. - Almaz,
Prepare to depressurize the ship.
Copy, Zarya.
"2 minutes. Standby"
If Belyaev does not succeed,
the result of the colossal work of thousands of Soviet citizens will stay in orbit.
At the moment I am only interested in these two.
"Zarya, this is Almaz"
I'm ready to go into the airlock.
Waiting for the order. - We do not have the right...
to fail the whole space program for one man.
One minute until the dead zone! - Cancel the command, Sergey Pavlovich!
What is the state of Almaz-2?
"Blood pressure 170 over 110,
pulse 165, body temperature 102"
He's alive.
He's alive. Got it?
"Zarya, this is Almaz"
I repeat: I'm ready to go into the airlock. Waiting for the order.
I hope you know what you are doing.
30 seconds until entering the dead zone.
"Zarya, I repeat,"
I'm waiting for the command.
Start depressurizing the ship.
15 seconds.
There he is! Almaz-2. Next to the airlock!
"Zarya, I confirm:"
Almaz-2 is next to the airlock. - Almaz-2!
Come back inside immediately!
They are in the dead zone.
What happened?
"The spacesuit inflated. Arms, legs, fingers... I can hardly move"
Why didn't you answer?
Didn't want to bother you all.
"I see. Ok"
How much oxygen do I have?
Not much.
"Lyosha, hurry up"
Lyosha, there's no time at all.
"Take the camera and get into the ship!"
Ok, Ok... Taking the camera, Pasha.
Hurry up!
Well done.
"Got it. Now try"
That's the only way.
Come on!
What a mess.
Try again!
"Brace yourself, Lyosha!"
"Stop!"
Stop! Don't you dare!
"Only with the legs first!"
Close.
"Close! Close, I said!"
"Do it!"
It hasn't closed, right?
"No"
"I see. Then I have to turn around and close the hatch manually"
That won't work, Lyosha.
What is the alternative?
I'll open the hatch, pull you in...
"and depressurize the ship?"
So, we'll have to take the risk.
"And put the whole operation at risk?"
No, Pasha. I'll try again.
"Lyosha!"
Lyosha, no!
"Lyosha!"
Stop!
"You only had a little air before. Now you won't have..."
anything at all.
Then you can eject me together with the airlock.
You're bull-headed!
Damn, I'm stuck!
I can't move! - Lyosha, talk less.
"You're consuming too much oxygen"
OK, I'm silent.
What if I put the leg... like this?
"Keep trying, go!"
Come on, Lyosha!
Go, go, go!
"Yes! The airlock is pressure-tight!"
"Now hold on for a few more minutes"
"Lyosha. Lyosha, no!"
Lyosha!
It's over. - What?
My race is over.
Good job, Lyosha.
Ok, I see, but can you tell us?
I understand, but what does it mean?
Ok.
Thank you.
They say the flight is proceeding as planned.
Lyosha always answers like that, if he gets disturbed at work...
or if the situation is bad.
In Moscow and Leningrad there were demonstrations...
in honor of the pilots.
Svetlana Leonova called. - Tea? - No, thank you.
She wanted to know what's going on.
She is worried. - Why is she worried?
Everything is fine.
Voskhod 2 is going to escape the dead zone in a minute.
Start calling.
Lyosha?
Lyosha, come back to earth!
Almaz-2!
We are escaping the dead zone.
Hey, I was thinking...
next time,
when we fly to the moon ... - Command Center is on the line.
Get ready for a scolding.
"Almaz, this is Zarya"
"do you read me?"
Zarya, this is Almaz, reading you loud and clear.
Almaz, what is with Almaz-2?
Zarya, this is Almaz-2...
"reading you loud and clear also"
What a rascal!
Almaz-2,
"Welcome back! Thank you for your service!"
Thank you. Proud to serve to the Soviet...
"Why the hell..."
didn't you answer?
Zarya, we had some problems with the connection. We could not find the cause.
"Almaz-2,"
"you can't answer for yourself?"
I confirm.
Zarya, everything is alright here. We are ready to blast-off the airlock.
"Get ready..."
"to blast off the airlock!"
Getting ready to blast off the airlock.
"Again as a reminder..."
"that we implemented the test cycle only until this stage"
"We don't know what can happen after blasting off the airlock"
Be ready for anything and evrything.
It can't get any worse.
"Almaz, check the pressure in the cabin"
The pressure in the cabin is normal.
"Check the contact of the igniters"
Check. Ready to blast off the airlock.
Blast off!
Zarya, blasting the airlock is complete.
No pressure loss or other problems.
But we turned.
How far have you turned, Almaz?
"I would say..."
"around 20 degrees"
The automatic control system could stabilize the ship.
But that would consume all the fuel intended for manual landing.
Sergey Pavlovich, I'll put my neck on the line for the automation.
The manual landing won't be necessary.
Almaz's, how do you feel?
We feel good, Zarya.
Well then...
Let's go for a spin.
"It's 15 orbits before entering the landing zone"
"That's about 22 hours"
"What do you think, can you endure that?"
We will, Zarya.
"Hold on, my eagles"
"Hold on"
22 hours...
That's like going to Tuapse by train
riding in the upper berth.
20TH HOUR OF FLIGHT
TWO HOURS UNTIL ACTIVATING AUTOMATIC LANDING
You should sleep a bit. There are ten more orbits.
Later. I need to finish the drawing. Tretyakov Gallery is waitng.
The Tretyakov Gallery? - What did you think?
The first picture that was drawn in space.
This isn't just a drawing of flowers in pots.
They will hang it right next to "Morning in a Pine Forest".
Do you know they called me to go to the art Academy? They kept me a place until the last moment.
Why didn't you go? - What for?
You can fly and paint.
But paint and fly... It's unlikely.
Well... They called me to visit Cuba.
You? - Yeah, they called me right from the embassy to the ship.
I was congratulated. "Come here," they said, "Pavel Ivanovich, for holidays."
Ah... But where was I? - I don't know, you went somewhere.
Right.
Brezhnev congratulated me at the same time.
He said he will come to the airport to meet me.
"Lyosha," he said, "Just when you descend the ladder, look to the left,"
"you'll recognize me, by my hat."
Then were going to the country. No, to the Kremlin first. Then to the country.
I wish you would draw instead, Lyosha.
Lyosha...
Lyosha! - What is it?
How do you feel? Everything Ok? - Yeah, just a little bit queasy.
But that's normal.
How much oxygen do we have? - One moment.
No way.
Almost three hundred. Call.
Zarya, this is Almaz.
"Our oxygen content is twice above normal"
What's the exact value?
296... and still climbing.
Almaz's...
No sudden movements. This is not air...
"but pure oxygen"
"The littlest spark and you'll burn instantly"
Copy.
What should we do?
Turn off the main lights. Stand by for instructions.
Copy.
Where is the oxygen coming from?
They'll find out.
There is a leak somewhere. - Maybe from the backpacks.
Leonov left his in the airlock, so..., it's Belyaev's?
And the value reached 296 at once? Because of just one backpack?
Then it's from one of the oxygen compensators.
But there aren't any failures in the system and the capsule is tight and undamaged.
Maybe the hatch shifted away during the blast off?
But then we would see a drastic temperature drop. - Comrades,
their pulse and blood pressure are decreasing.
The risk of oxygen poisoning is extremely high.
We need a blueprint of the central ceiling zone.
The most detailed.
Almaz, most likely there is...
"a micro fissure. It's useless trying to search for it, it's not dangerous by itself"
"But the system has detected the leak and automatically started pumping oxygen"
"The compensation detector can only be turned off manually"
"You'll have to disassemble something"
Copy. - Sergey Pavlovich! We must not do it! Everything is under voltage there.
Do you have a better idea? Almaz,
"in the middle of the ceiling right above you,"
"the compensation leakage detector..."
"is next to the pressure relief valve"
"You have to cut open the panel"
This is a gamble. Remember...
during assemblage, a technician died. And he was a qualified specialist.
Do you see the density of wiring?
And they have neither tools nor light.
My God.
Zarya, we've cut the panel.
"The sensor system is behind the cables"
"To get to it, you need to cut the binding holding the wires"
Copy, Zarya.
Lyosha, shine it here.
What will happen to them?
Numbness of the limbs at the beginning.
Then painful muscle cramps.
All of that amid a background of partial hearing loss and visual hallucinations.
Stop! Easy... Easy...
Hold on, hold on...
Carefully.
Let me do it.
And you hold the light.
Finally, they will fall asleep.
Fall asleep? That's all?
Exactly.
That's all.
Almaz,
I'll do it.
"Almaz, do you hear me?"
Hold on. Hold on, Pasha.
"Almaz!"
"Do do you hear me?"
"Almaz!"
"Almaz, do you hear me?"
Pasha, you're shining the light so well.
Evenly...so bright.
Good. That's good.
Zarya,
I have visual. I have visual.
I can see the sensor.
"Very good! Now comes the important thing"
"Do you see the yellow cable?"
"Unplug it. It's behind the nest of wires"
"Do you hear me? Reply"
Zarya, repeat.
"Behind the nest of wires"
Repeat, Zarya!
"Unplug the yellow.. behind the nest of wires"
"Do you hear me?"
The nest.
So that's where it lives.
"I did not understand you, Almaz"
That's where it sleeps. That's her house.
"What house?"
"I did not understand you Almaz. Repeat"
We'll unplug it.
"Do you have it?"
Where is your house?
"Have you unplugged it? Almaz?"
Ok, I've found it.
Hold on, Pasha.
"Almaz!"
"Almaz, do you hear me?"
"Don't be silent, speak! Have you unplugged it? Almaz!"
"Almaz, Come in please!"
Almaz, Almaz...
There is no signal anymore. They are in the dead zone.
The system of automatic orientation...
will run before escaping the dead zone. Cycle 4 will bring them down safely.
Do they have a chance?
Mama? - Yes?
Is it night in space too?
Yes. Go to sleep.
Is papa sleeping now too?
Certainly.
We all have to sleep.
When I wake up,
will papa have landed then?
He will try.
He will try very hard.
22ND HOUR OF FLIGHT
25 MINUTES AFTER ACTIVATION OF THE AUTOMATC LANDING
We've been waiting for a signal, but it's been silent. There is no visual contact either.
Disgusting.
A crowd of strong healthy men sitting like couch potatoes.
And sighing like it's a funeral.
If we cannot help our comrades...
we can at least not hold a premature funeral!
Please, coffee for everybody. And me too. Strong coffee.
Look, let's think logically.
The ship should have landed 23 minutes ago.
Perhaps during the re-entry into the atmosphere it went off course...
and it ended up in an unplanned area.
You're repeating yourself, Boris Viktorovich.
"Probably, perhaps, it seems..."
Give me the calculations for all landing possibilities.
Copy. Prepare the calculations. - We are running out of time.
Let's send some aircraft to search from the air.
Sergey Pavlovich, there is a call from Kremlin. They want to congratulate the successful...
They will call back. - Their parameters!
They are alive! They are alive!
We have contact again! - Signal, there is a signal!
"This is Almaz, over"
Tell them, Korolyov left to meet the cosmonauts.
Almaz! We're here.
We can hear you.
We are you? We are you, Eagles?
In our seats, we didn't go anywhere.
Zarya, this is Almaz.
We're fine.
But Cycle 4 has not been activated.
"I repeat, Cycle 4 has not been activated"
"We are still in orbit and have just left the dead zone"
Sergey Pavlovich, I can not explain it.
Perhaps, the spin of the ship was too strong.
This is an extraordinary situation.
Oh, is it really? It's not the first time you could not explain it?
Has anyone counted? - I did!
Try to restart the system. - Restart is being prepared.
Land them in the next orbit.
We don't have a right to land them in the next orbit.
The ship will be passing in rival territory.
The boys should be returned to Earth.
We'll take care of the area later.
"Zarya, this is Almaz"
Permission to switch the ship to manual control immediately...
and implement the landing right now, over.
"Almaz, we need to calculate the landing point for that. We don't have enough time for that now"
Sergey Pavlovich! Don't worry! We have all the calculations.
So, I guesstimated here...
We'll land in the Urals. Somewhere in the Perm area. - Lyosha,
Be reasonable. Is that calculations?
"He guesstimated somewhere in the Perm area."
On the other hand, they both are experienced pilots.
But nobody ever landed a spaceship in manual mode.
Manual control, it's like, I don't know... a straw for a drowning.
Exclusively only for desperate situations.
And what is the situation now? - Sergey Pavlovich,
One minute please.
That's it.
The meeting has begun.
Now they will gather everyone.
Then they will appoint a chairman.
Then they will listen to a speaker and then they will begin to argue.
And you asked me why I didn't reply? I would be dead by now.
Come on, we will land this clunker, Pash.
We landed a lot worse rust buckets in our day.
You will land it, won't you?
We don't have any other option. - Why not?
Either we land manually or they will leave us in orbit.
In short we do as we are told to do.
You think they won't permit it?
I wouldn't.
We are not sisters of mercy, Sergey Pavlovich.
State secrets are not subjects for experiments.
Honestly, I don't understand you.
Or maybe I do, but that's even worse.
Are you proposing to keep them in orbit?
Did I get you right? - We are at war.
Cold, but quite real. What if they land in Europe?
Or, God forbid, fly into China.
All the secrets of our space program will fall into the hands of the enemy.
And why should they die? As a precaution? If it goes wrong?
So they do not land somewhere where they should not land? - They are soldiers.
And soldiers have to be ready to die in the interest of their state. - I see.
Ok, well...
The idea is not new,
but constructive. Thank you. Many Thanks.
I'll have to think about it.
Almaz!
"This is Zarya"
"Switch to..."
manual control.
"Start making your spacesuits pressure resistant"
Zarya, copy that. Making spacesuits pressure resistant.
It's good that you're not the one who decides.
Zarya, I repeat, the landing area is approximately...
Lyosha, they can't hear you.
They'll find us somehow. If we land.
I say we land right on Red Square. - Enough talk,
start stabilization of the spaceship.
Looks like we're in position. - See! You can do it when you want to.
All we need now is to make it to Earth.
Lyosha.
I'm crammed in.
And how... how am I supposed to see?
Maybe I should go out?
You direct me.
I'm ready!
To the west. - Done.
To the southwest.
Done.
North. - Done. - No, no! Northwest.
North or Northwest? - Easy, easy, easy...
And now in a clockwise direction.
Gently.
And now west. - Done.
Too much! Back it up!
Stop! Stop! Start over.
Ready.
West.
West!
Pasha, we're losing time. - That won't work, Lyosh. I'll do it myself.
What are you doing? The gravity center will shift.
Get up from your seat.
And where should I go now?
Go there, under the porthole.
I'll try to.
Ok, hold my legs.
I'm holding.
Lyosha, I'll take aim.
And we'll very carefully... gently as little mice... sit back in our seats.
Do it quick, buddy. Otherwise we'll land in China. - Don't rush me.
If I slip up, we'll fly into space.
Easy. Back to the seats.
Are we still on course?
We shifted. - How much?
About 7 degrees already. - Damn it. And the nitrogen indicator?
It's almost zero.
Lyosha, are you wearing your seatbelt?
The navigation system has been activated.
It'd be great to know where they will end up...
We'll end up in jail, if anything. But they will land.
The meter indicates a tilt.
I seems they left their seats, to be able to navigate better.
And when they sat back, the gravity center shifted.
What does that mean?
That their trajectory could change. - Sergey Pavlovich, may I?
With the inclination over...
by six or seven degrees,
they will get into the atmosphere at a very acute angle.
The spaceship might ricochet off and be thrown back into orbit.
Gravity will pull them back down eventually.
But that won't be soon. Boris Viktorovich,
calculate all possible landing positions.
Stay focused.
Let's wait...
for the transmitter signal...
and hope... for the best.
Is it Thursday?
Or Friday?
I have no idea.
You think the children have got up?
I wonder if Vika will go to kindergarten today...
or if she has a cold again?
Lyosha, don't worry.
If I slipped up, then in about three years...
gravity will bring us down.
We'll be buried with honours.
So...
Let's eat something.
How about that! What delicacies!
Borscht.
It's a pity there's no garlic.
Do you want some?
Lyosha!
Seems...
we have gravity.
Hold the delicacies! We're going home!
Understood, Comrade Commander!
Blasting off reserve retro engine.
Separation confirmed.
Get ready for instrument module separation blast off!
Partial, the module hasn't been separated.
Lyosha, hold on! It's going to spin.
Ok! Ok! It came apart!
Are alive?
Pasha?
Pasha... - I'm still alive!
You fool!
Were you scared? - Why'd you do that?
Done? - Yeah.
Let's go.
Ready? It will be loud.
Wait a sec.
So are you ready? - Yeah.
THREE HOURS AFTER LANDING
"This is Alpha 18. I did not receive a signal"
"The search in section 28 is finished"
"No traces of a landing"
"We are at section 24, no signal"
"Section 22, still nothing"
"In the entire short-wave range, no signal"
"Continue searching"
Why the hell can't we...
with all the achievements of Soviet science...
detect even a single transmitter in a particular area?
The signal disappeared during re-entry into the atmosphere.
That could mean... - Not "could!"
I want specific details.
Sergey Pavlovich,
Apparently, they landed somewhere that we didn't expect.
A full-scaled search operation has been deployed.
You need to calm down, and get some rest.
I'll get rest when we've found them.
Does anyone have any thoughts?
First possibility,
the beacon might be broken from a hard landing.
Second, they might have damaged it when they were cutting the upholstery.
They have a portable transmitter for that case to send signals manually.
So why can't we detect it?
The batteries of the transmitter do not work at low temperatures.
So what? It wouldn't dawn upon them how to warm a battery?
First they would have to work out how to warm themselves.
The spacesuits, unplugged from the life support system, are not designed for low temperatures.
Also they cannot take shelter in the capsule. It will be like a freezer in an hour.
Perhaps, the radio waves just cannot pass through.
The quality of a short-wave signal depends a lot on the terrain and weather conditions.
Let's assume,
they turned out to be in adverse weather conditions.
How long can they last?
A day.
This forest. It's blocking the signal.
But we can use Morse code.
We'll make it with good old Morse code.
Morse code is very reliable.
You'd better warm up, Alexey.
I'll be ok.
B-H... B-H, B-H, B-H.
What's does that mean, "B-H, B-H?"
Equals...?
Oh, "Everything normal". - Do you mind?
They've landed, our eagles! B-H! - What? - It's B-H! "Everything normal"!
So everything is normal? - Wait!
It's just starting to become interesting. A rescue operation.
Don't worry, they will rescue them without you.
They will show everything on TV tomorrow. - Ahh, why do you always...
Go, go. Enough intercepting state secrets.
The Kremlin...
...is waiting for an official statement.
We have to do it tomorrow by 10 AM.
We have nothing to say yet.
Sergey Pavlovich,
You need to rest.
Nothing depends on you now.
There is a plenty of time until the morning, if we don't waste it.
Comrade lieutenant general! Permission to speak.
The weather report has come. Heavy snowfall is expected all over the Ural ridge.
An arctic storm is moving in.
The temperature will fall to -31 F at night.
At night?
But it's still day now, right?
It's still day.
SIX HOURS AFTER LANDING
If they got the signal, they'll need about two hours.
That means they will be here soon.
They'll be here soon. Soon.
If they got it.
Here.
It's your turn.
Relax. We knew what we were getting into.
If they find the logbook,
the mission will be completed.
What do you mean "completed"?
Did you forget about your girls?
They're ironing your uniform right now...
preparing to meet their father alive.
You understand? Alive.
Not a frozen piece of mammoth shit.
No, my friend.
Give me a hand.
My family won't forgive me for this.
Who will take Vika to school for the first time?
Listen, Comrade Belyaev,
nobody has ordered us to give up.
Don't get bored, I'll be back soon.
Send the following command:
Put everything into the air that flies.
Double the search area. - Yes, sir.
General Kamanin's order...
Please send the text now for the official message.
Which one, Nikolay Petrovich?
Both of them.
Good evening, comrades.
May I have some water?
I'm ready.
On the 18th of March...
in the year 1965...
the Soviet Union...
for the purpose of testing...
sent the Voskhod 2 spacecraft...
into orbit around planet Earth.
It was manned by two pilots and cosmonauts of the USSR,
Lieutenant Colonel Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev...
and Major Alexey Arkhipovich Leonov.
After the test flight,
which lasted more than a day,
in the process of returning to earth,
the ropes of the parachutes became twisted...
and the space capsule continued to free fall to the earth...
at a high rate of speed.
This ultimately resulted...
in the death of the crew.
Have you guys completely lost your minds?
Hey! Where are you?
Are you all stupid?
We are alive here! Hey!
We're alive here!
Are you deaf or what?
Hey! We're alive!
Hey! We're alive! We're alive!
...untimely death...
of the remarkable researchers and cosmonauts...
Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev...
and Alexey Arkhipovich Leonov...
is a heavy...
and irreparable loss...
for the whole of the Soviet people.
They have been awarded the title of...
Heroes of Soviet Union...
posthumously.
Pasha!
Pasha! Pasha!
Are you Ok? Don't fall asleep!
Hey, Pasha! Pasha! Don't fall asleep!
Don't fall asleep, Pasha!
That's enough, Lyosha.
Pavel Ivanovich.
Alright. Do you know what we're going to do now?
We will write you a speech for the journalists.
Because you're always standing like a... - You'll handle it yourself.
You're the hero now. - Am I? Nah.
You were a hero when I still helping to farm cows.
You'd already been to war.
How many battles had you fought?
I was still dreaming about the sky. - One.
One what?
One combat mission.
And...
I didn't even shoot.
The older guys fought,
and we younger guys, prepared the planes and swept the runway.
And finally, when they gave me a flight...
I thought, now it's my turn!
Maybe I'll be useful for something.
The enemy didn't attack us.
We flew and returned...
back to the base.
And that was it. On the next day they surrendered.
Well, here's your "hero" Pavel Belyaev.
Do you know why I went to flight school?
Why? - The allowance was bigger than at the art Academy.
Right now I would be painting my pictures and living carefree. But no!
Instead, the whole world has seen
how I dangled from a string in space.
Suit was inflated so much, I almost shit. Here's the space conqueror Leonov!
Pashka, I'm sorry.
That I got you into this.
No...
It's good.
What's good?
It's good that you
didn't become an artist.
Otherwise, who else...
would I fly with?
Maybe we will fly again.
We do as we are told, Lyosha.
We do what we are told.
They've landed.
Successfully.
And they need help.
But nobody's coming to them. - But they will come for you,
and you'll go to jail.
And I won't have anyone to ask for help.
I have to do it.
NINE HOURS AFTER LANDING
The weather has deteriorated.
I have to cancel the search.
I see.
As soon as the storm settles... - Yes, yes of course.
We have to inform the families.
Sergey Pavlovich, maybe... we shouldn't hurry?
But what do you want?
Do you want them to hear about it from the radio announcer?
We have a signal!
Sergey Pavlovich, it seems... we've got the signal.
What you mean, "it seems"? - I'm sorry, comrade Lieutenant General.
There was a call from the committee.
Some radio hobbyist from Sakhalin got in touch with them.
He says, he accidentally got a signal from the cosmonauts.
Accidentally? How's that an accident? - Accidentally?
A radio amateur? -Yes. Sakhalin? -Yes.
Which section? - According to the triangulation...
it turns out.. section 62. - Do we have anyone at the 62nd?
Yes, we have one helicopter within a mile from there.
Call him. - Yes, sir.
"Craft 216! The signal from the cosmonauts was located at the 62nd square"
You are the closest. Try to gain visual contact.
"I repeat, try to gain visual contact"
This is 216.
I'm at section 62.
Very bad weather conditions.
Continue the search while you can. - Yes, sir.
You hear it?
That's for us.
They've found us.
Where is... the flare gun?
Pasha.
Where's the flare gun?
Did I lose it?
Huh? I'm confused.
Commander, the tanks are almost dry. We should get back, or we might not make it to the base.
This is 216. Our tank is almost empty.
They have to get back.
Let them come back. - Yes, sir.
216, return to base.
216,
This is Sergey Korolev.
What's your name?
"Major Markelov"
"And your first name?"
Vladimir.
"Volodya, listen to me"
Somewhere in the forest,
between the trees,
hangs a parachute.
It's very big and noticeable.
Please, look closely.
It's hard not to notice it.
"Do you hear me?"
Yes.
What the... Where did I put it?
What are you doing?
Come on, help!
Lyosha, help, it froze.
Pashka!
Here you go. Hold on.
We are on emergency reserve. We have to turn back.
Lyosha, send us a signal. We can not see anything.
Hold on, Pasha.
You're the hero.
Wait... I'll help you.
Commander,
we have to turn back, or we won't make it.
"This is 216"
"I have not seen a parachute"
"There's no signal from the cosmonauts"
We tried. We are sorry.
I can't bend my fingers. - Come on, do it slowly.
Pasha, do it slowly.
Come on, Pasha.
Come on! - I can't.
216,
"return to base"
Copy. Going back.
This is 216. I see a flare!
"A signal flare!"
Call the rescue unit!
"We're copying the exact coordinates!"
"20 miles south-east of Bereznyaky..."
Thank you, Volodya.
Now I want to drink something. A vodka, if you can.
Sure, Sergey Pavlovich.
MILITARY AIRPORT TSCHKALOVSKY, OBLAST MOSCOW
THREE DAYS AFTER THE LAUNCH
Papa!
Lyoshka!
Papa!
Lyoshka!
What are you doing, kid? Where did you go in the middle of the night?
She sleeps in the nest. - Who?
The bird.
Good for you!
Were you scared?
Your heart is beating so fast.
Were you running around? - No, papa. I did not run,
I flew.
This is Moscow.
A message from the National Telegraph Agency:
On the 18th of March...
at 12:02 pm Moscow time...
the space capsule...
Voskhod 2...
manned by the crew consisting of...
the ship's commander...
Colonel Belyaev, Pavel Ivanovich...
and the second pilot...
Lieutenant Colonel Leonov Alexey Arkhipovich,
has landed successfully...
in the area of Perm city.
Comrades Belyaev and Leonov...
are alive and well.
Dedicated to my friend and commander,
Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev.
A. Leonov.