All language subtitles for Spacewalker (2017)

0-12, come in.

0-12,
do you read me?.

This is 0-12.
Roger.

0-12,
why didn't you respond?

Fire

My engine's on fire.

Request permission
to switch on

the fire extinguishing system.

Your engine would
immediately shut down.

Extinguisher
Permission denied. Acknowledge?

Roger.

Descend to 3000 feet
and begin ejection sequence.

Copy that?

Wilco.
Beginning descent.

Markelov did you run
the pre-flight checklist?

Markelov,
I'm talking to you.

Is the locking pin out?

0-12,
what the Hell is going on?

Over.

Abort now.
That's an order.

Shit.
He killed the engine.

Altitude

Speed

What the hell...?

Drive to the landing strip.
Now.

Yes, sir!.

Sir, the committee
is arriving.

What?
Which committee?

General Kamanin.

Emergency Ejection

He's trying to
restart the engine.

Come on.
Come on, little bird.

Emergency Ejection

Let's go.

Come on!

Alexey! Alexey!

Markelov,

you lazy shit.

Comrade General,
Commander of the 294th Division,

- at your service, sir!
- At ease!

What just happened here?

Are you working on
a circus act

with some special effects?

Alexey!

Alexey, are you OK?

Why didn't you use
the ejector seat?

Here, better hide this.

- And how are you going to explain?
- Huh?

I'll just explain
that I wanted to

save this expensive
soviet jet.

That should do it.

- You are out of your mind!
- You're nuts.

That jet is old.
Technical failure.

We will of course,
investigate what happened.

Who's the pilot?

Lieutenant Leonov.

I'll tell him what's what.

The man is
completely insane.

I can't believe
you pulled that nose up.

No, I want you
to give him to me.

Insane is exactly
what we're looking for.

1965.

1965.

You are all dismissed.

I said,
you are all dismissed.

Why 1965?

How come?

Why?
It's always been 1967.

By then Voskhod-2
will definitely be ready.

What's this about?

The Americans have
moved up the date

for their flight.

They insist on being the first
to take a walk in space.

We must succeed before them.

Whatever the cost.

Are you suggesting
that we send up a faulty

USSR spaceship?

Really?

We will be
an international joke.

Is that what you want?

Do you want to bury
2 soviet heroes in space

or bring them home safely?

The cosmonauts safety
is our top priority.

But we need the ship now.

Two ships.

We need a test model.

We've got to be prepared
for any contingency.

Everything else
is up to the boys.

Thank God, we've got
2 of the best pilots

in the country.

Astronauts in training:
A.A. Leonov, L.I. Belyayev

Belyayev, how many
missions did you fly

during the war?
Huh?

Doesn't matter.

We're approaching
the drop zone.

Very low cloud cover
and the wind is picking up.

- How bad is it?
- Cloud cover at 1300 feet,

winds are nearly
80 miles an hour.

Should we turn back?

Turn around.
Will you?

Why is that?
Because of a little wind?

Surviving a jump with that
"little wind"

is just about impossible.

Here.

What will we do
when we're in space?

We'll have different
orders in space.

Why did they choose us?

Why us,
and not somebody else?

No idea.
I never even thought about it.

Because erratic conditions
don't throw us.

Eat your apple,
Alexey.

Later.

Don't you get it?

We're not jumping.

- Says who?
- Our orders.

I'll see you on the ground.

Vlad, I'm going.

Stay calm, Pavel.

Pull.

Open the 'chute.

Turn around!

You have to turn around!

Legs together!

- What?
- Press your knees together!

Hurry up.

Come on!

Alexey!

Don't touch it!

If the mother smells a human
she won't come back.

Is this her house?

That's right.

And she also sleeps here?

- I don't know.
- No, Dad.

Tell me where
the birdie sleeps.

Ask the bird.

Come on now.
No more questions!

Alexey!
Let's go.

- The content is correct.
- Attention!

But it needs to sound
more official.

Officers' House

Comrade General,
permission to speak?

- No.
- Excuse me.

I have a request.

With your permission, sir,

I'd like to visit
Major Belyayev.

The doctors decide that.

They have,
but he won't see anyone.

He's given up.

I've got to get him fighting
again or he won't recover.

Glory
Why are you limping?

Oh, my leg fell asleep
while I was waiting.

Leonov,

can you please tell me
why I have not fired you?

I don't know.

Neither do I.

Continue your training.

Thank you, sir.

Comrade General,
we will succeed!

As soon as Pavel
gets back to work.

- I promise you.
- Your new partner is Colonel Khrunov.

Khru... not Pavel?!

Please, sir,
it's not Pavel's fault.

I jumped first.
I provoked him.

- I'm aware of that.
- He didn't want to.

I read your very long report.

Relax.

Belyayev needs time
to recover

and get back on his feet.

After all,
he's going to be 40.

Recovery takes longer.

Our program
must stay on schedule.

Do you understand me?

For now,
you'll train with Khrunov.

Yes, sir.

Dinner's getting cold.

Uh-huh.

Not bad.

Sveta, "Not bad"
is a lousy compliment

for a painter,
and I've told you that.

For a cosmonaut who paints,
it was a compliment.

You know, you have the talent
to become a very good artist.

You're in my light.

But I'm a cosmonaut.

Yes, but a great artist
can see outer space

without traveling
inside a rocket.

Some of us see walls, Sveta,
I see stars.

No, that's wrong.

Listen to me:
I ignore the ceiling,

to see the stars, baby!

I would fly to the moon
on a bicycle.

if that bike existed.

Lunch is ready!

Daddy,
can I have this apple?

Wait.
After lunch.

Then let's go eat
lunch quickly.

- Hurry.
- Papa.

Hi there.

Ok, I see.

Well, even better.

You shut up,
I'll talk.

Listen up.

We are about to start your,
rehabilitation program.

This is my one
and only life

and you are my partner.

I am not flying into space
with anyone else.

I'm pretending to train
with Khrunov,

but that's just to keep
our program on schedule.

As soon as you're
back in shape,

we'll talk to our superiors
right away

and request a medical exam.

Everything will be fine.
Oh, wow!

At least it's not broken.

You'll be fine, huh?
Yeah.

You've re-injured your leg,
but that's a piece of cake!

It'll heal quickly.

Others have taken
a bullet to the head,

but with you
it's just your leg.

We're lucky.

Alexey,
will you look at me.

Huh?

- Listen to me.
- Hm.

I will not
fly anywhere with you.

You really hate me
that much?

That's not the issue.

You are fearless.
That's the problem.

Let me tell you a story
from when I was a boy.

Get out.

It'll help you understand
my perspective.

- Are you deaf?
- No, no, no.

You're not getting
rid off me that easily.

We'll finish this
and then I'll leave.

Exactly, and now... move.

One, very good.

And two...

It's working...

Wait, wait,
Where does it hurt!

- Piss off!
- Does it hurt?

Get the hell out of here!

What happened,
Comrade Belyayev?

Nothing happened,
everything's OK.

Get out!

Everything's fine.
We were just talking.

Get out!

Sure.

Good morning.

Itchy?
Should I scratch you?

Scratch yourself.

In one hour.

Can you explain to me,

why during your
zero G training

you have never managed
to enter the airlock?

What's the matter,
Comrade Leonov?

There are a number
of reasons.

One of them
is the space suit.

They call the suit
the "Golden Eagle",

but it's rigid like
an asbestos casket!

Sorry.
But I have some suggestions.

May I?

Rauschenbach.

Mm-hmm.

In order to pull
on the tethers

you must have control
of your body,

uh, you need to be
able to move.

Have a look here.

With pleats on the shoulders,
elbows and wrists,

you would have much more
freedom of movement.

- Did you draw this?
- Yes, I did.

And they respond
to the pressure

inside the suit...

Gentlemen, to redesign
and construct a suit like this,

we'd need at least two if not,
two-and-a-half years.

Which we don't have,
Comrade Leonov.

Yes, I know.

What if we moved
the tethers onto the top

of uh, the helmet?

What do you mean?

- Well...
- What for?

At the moment,
uh, we enter the airlock

- feet first, right? Yes.
- Yes.

I think it would be better

if we could see
which way we're going

and enter head first.

Comrades, give us
a moment alone.

Thank you.

Go on.

- Me?
- Yes.

What did you just say?
Head first?

Come on.

- Show me.
- Sure.

OK.

And now turn around

so that you're facing
the airlock hatch.

- Why?
- To close the airlock hatch.

Manually.

But it closes automatically.

True, 9 times out of 10
it closes automatically.

Let's say, the 10th time
you're out of luck.

Now imagine you're inside
your rigid space suit,

and you're running
out of oxygen.

- Can you picture that?
- Yes.

It's game over.

You're dead,
and so is your partner.

You're right,
Comrade Koroljov.

We will keep
working on it.

I am sorry
for the trouble, sir.

We're ready to fly
even if we're shackled,

in chainmail
or wearing a suit of armor.

Our entire nation was born
wearing shackles.

But just imagine,

how it would be
if they weren't?

We'd lose all control

and crash and burn
into nothingness.

That's our nation.

You're dismissed.

Yes, sir.

Sir.

The drawing.

Leave it here.

Sure.

Doctor, please hurry!

It's Belyayev!

What's wrong?

Is he...

Comrade, what on Earth
are you doing there?

Didn't you tell me,
to exercise my leg?

Have you lost your mind?
Not like this!

You've got to
build up stamina!

There's no time,
Doctor Anatolyevich.

Oh!

Looks like the Grandfather

of the Soviet Air Force
is back.

You know Khrunov,
what I like about you?

- What?
- It's the way you smile.

Just like... Yuri Gagarin.

Pavel.

Nice to see you.

And now, attention!

Take the position!

Sorry.

Comrade Belyayev,
hurry up.

Yes, sir!

- Welcome back.
- Thank You.

And down, and up!

"Truth of the Communist
Soviet Youth"

Nikishin!

Nikishin!

Go home and get some rest.

Tomorrow is another day.

Comrade Koroljov,

the men need to have
some downtime.

They've been working
non-stop for 3 weeks.

I know.

Once the Commissioners
are gone,

we'll all take a day off.

Maybe let the Head
of the test committee

sit in the spaceship.

For 5 minutes,
he'll think he's Yuri Gagarin

and will agree to everything.

Afterwards we'll take
them all to dinner

and then,
kick them out.

I like the idea
of kicking them out.

I'm not going to let anyone
inside the ship.

Not even Breshnev himself!

Somebody call a doctor!

What's going on?
Move!

- Nikishin?
- Stand back.

Shine the light on his chest.

Doctor?

He's dead.

Oh God.

I want to know exactly
what happened here.

In detail!

Comrade Tchertok,
write a report immediately.

I want it on my desk
in 30 minutes.

Yes, sir.

Are we going to cancel
the test committee's visit?

Absolutely not.

They need to see this
with their own eyes.

It's important they get
the complete picture.

And report back to,
"you know who."

You used to be much better
at this, Major Belyayev.

Medical Commission

Hey!
One second.

Please give these
to the head physician.

- Yes, of course.
- Thanks.

- Tell her to have a beautiful day,
- Sure.

and to make
the right decision.

What are they for?

I'm supposed to
give them to you.

Put them over there.

What can I say,
Major Belyayev?

Right now,
I have no reservations.

OK, once again
with more resistance

and we'll take your
blood pressure.

A toast to all the ladies.

Hooray!

So, do you call a female
cosmonaut a cosmonaut,

or cosmonautess?
Huh?

Didn't you just toast
the ladies,

and not the lady cosmonauts?

- Of course, we can make a toast to you, too...
- Did you pass your physical?

That's an excellent idea.

What did they say?

The leg's unfit.
That was the verdict.

Wait a minute.

What do you mean verdict?

How did they justify that?

What exactly did they say?

My age,
all the injuries.

They say I don't have enough
stamina in my leg.

That's great.

And you gave up?

Who am I going
to fly with now?

You are my partner.

Why you quitting?

Stop dreaming.

I am not your partner.

He's your partner.

It's not about us.
We have orders.

The doctors are right.

I'm not up to it.

I don't care
what the doctors say.

I'm only flying with you.

You won't be running
in space.

The boss is here!
Get ready!

Attention!

You can't run away
from your destiny.

Space was my dream.

Don't give up.

Alexei!

Alexei!

Looks like we both will be
flying into space.

What's gotten into you,
Comrade Leonov?

Are you trying to get yourself
removed from this mission?

General, sir,

permission to speak with you.

What can I do for you,
Comrade Leonov?

Did...
Did you see how he ran?

That means that's he's fit.

Very fit.

- Is that all?
- Yes. I mean, yes, sir.

You're dismissed.

Yes, sir.

You. Are. Dismissed!

Have them send me
the results

from Belyayev's physical.

Caution Weightlessness

Close Lock

Almaz-2 in the airlock.

Well done, Almaz.

OK, Comrades, Cosmonauts,
while the tests are running

we'll make a report
about the everyday lives

of our Soviet heroes.

I feel like a circus clown.

Come on,
smile for the camera.

Farewell to the Cosmonauts
Scene 1, Take 3.

Today, our mission
is not to celebrate victory,

but to make sure that victory
is even a possibility.

- That is our job.
- Camera's rolling,

- places, aaaaaand...
- Run to Papa.

- Action!
- Papa!

Papa!

- Cut!
- Take it easy. Slow down.

Did you hurt yourself?

- No.
- From the top.

Insert the key.

I had a bad dream.

- Please don't worry.
- Cut!

The unmanned module

will lift off today

at 10:30 am Moscow time.

As you all know,

we'll be test launching the
module into the Earth's orbit.

- Sveta, please, calm yourself down.
- I'm fine.

- I promise it'll be OK.
- "Saying Goodbye to the Cosmonauts",

Part 2, Scene 3,

Take 1.

We must maintain
complete control

of all the ship's technology.

Ignition.

Ignition

Every system on board
Voskhod-2,

including the inflatable
airlock,

will be put to the test.

Only when the module
has safely landed,

can we call today a success.

Liftoff.

Start

- Papa!
- Yes!

We must recheck
every calculation

before the cosmonauts
go into space.

And the cosmonauts are
Pavel Belyayev

and Alexey Leonov.

The ship is in orbit.

These two men
have been trusted

with a critically-important
mission.

Airlock open.

One of them will be
the first man

to leave a space ship.

and to take a walk

in outer space.

Simulated spacewalk
completed.

The success of this mission

will bring us closer
to the moment

when outer space
will seem familiar,

and become
part of our lives.

Wait for the...

Attention.

We have lost contact
with the test module.

I repeat: we have lost
contact with the test module.

I confirm.

I see a cloud of debris.

- Good Morning, Comrade Korolyov.
- Good Morning.

Please follow me.

He is expecting you.

I can assure the
Soviet government,

that the Communist Party
and the Soviet people...

Secretary Brezhnev.

Good Morning, my friend.

Let's talk after the film.

I don't really have time
to watch a film.

I'm in such a rush,

that my feet barely
touch the ground.

Better than standing still,

or worse,
starting to sink.

You, Korolyov,

are the driving force
of this mission.

There is a comprehensive
report

containing all the
technical details.

I will try to
summarize it for you.

If anything is unclear,
please ask.

I already know.

The ship made it into orbit.

The simulation of the
spacewalk was successful.

Now repeat the flight
once again,

this time with two
cosmonauts,

and you'll become
a national hero.

The test ship exploded.

and we still don't know
what happened.

Was there a spacewalk?

Basically, yes.

Then let's make sure
it becomes reality.

The United States wants
to launch their ship in May.

Our Voskhod
must launch first.

Then the whole world
will know

that we are better than them.

We must maintain
our lead in space exploration.

That is imperative.

I don't care about
the Americans.

I am aware that our country
must never lose face.

However, as long
as I run this program,

no substandard ship
will be sent into outer space,

especially with my men in it.

That's simply impossible.

Is that so?

I'm serious.

You know what?

Tonight, think it over,

and tomorrow
go back to work.

You are the only one
who can pull this off.

You are indispensable.

You think it snowed
in Moscow?

I'd love to go skiing
with my girls.

Sounds good.

You could build a snowman,

eat some dumplings...

and have some fun.

Just drink.

No small talk.

Are we gonna fly?

That's not for me to say.

It's their rules.

We've put our hearts
and souls

into making this happen.

What's wrong with them?

What's wrong with you?

Should Koroljov take
a gamble with our lives?

What gamble?

Pavel, we can take our ship
completely apart

and put it back
together again.

I trust this ship
more than my own mother.

And you,
you're giving up again!

You think you're the only one

who wants to go off
into space?!

Whatever.

We have to follow orders.

I don't give a shit
about our orders.

I'm not quitting.

Yes.

Good morning,
Comrade Koroljov.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Been up long?

We just got up
and are having tea.

As you know,
the test flight

was not a success.

It's simply too risky
to send up Voskhod-2

with you on board.

Therefore,
we'll do another test

with a dummy in your rocket.

We will build another ship.

and then in a year's time
it'll be your turn.

Yes, sir.

You'll risk your live just
because the Americans

will get there first?

Comrade Koroljov,

right now we are in
top physical condition,

we've drilled 3,000
possible scenarios...

In space you will
encounter number 3001

or others you didn't
prepare for.

I cannot let you fly,
my eagles.

It's a death sentence.

A death with no obituary.

Why are you here then?

You're a farmer.

From Lestvyanka,
in the Kemerov District.

I nearly died of pneumonia
when I was around 3 years old.

My father and my family
were declared

"Enemies of the State."

Our neighbors came
running over straight away.

They took away our food,
our furniture,

and then our house.

We were left with nothing.

Mother was pregnant,
there were 8 of us.

A neighbor came back
and even took my pants.

So there I was,
in my undershirt.

My oldest sister
and her husband took us in.

A tiny room in a hostel.

170 square feet.

I slept under the bed.

But at least
we didn't die.

Then came the war.

All the men were
sent off to the front.

Everyone else was helping
in field hospitals

or building factories
in the hinterland.

My mother sent me to school.

I was so proud!

And there I stood,
barefoot in a freezing puddle.

I had no shoes.

But somehow we
survived everything.

Then came victory.
But at what price?

All my uncles and brothers
had died at the front.

Every Soviet family
has the very same story.

Comrade Koroljov,
we've come through so much.

We have suffered so much.

This situation is nothing
in comparison.

If I have to,
I will bite my way

out of that stupid airlock.

Comrade Koroljov,

we're happy
to take the risk.

Your tea is very strong.

Good bye.

Attention!

- Hello, General Pavlovich.
- Comrade Krolojov.

General, we are ready
for launch.

Inform comrades
Brezhznev and Kosygin

that the space ship
Voskhod-2

is ready to launch.

Yes, sir.

Mission Control,
Almaz is ready.

T-minus one minute
to liftoff.

Prepare ignition to start.

- Roger. Ignition prepared.
- Turn on ventilation.

Roger.
Ventilation is on.

Start main engine start.

Roger.
Main engine is on.

Ignition!

- Roger. Ignition.
- Turn on preliminary.

Roger.
Preliminary is on.

Main.

Roger. Main.

Go!

We have Go!

Time to fly,
my two eagles!

Lift-off.

Roger. Lift-off.

Lift-off is successful.

All engines working.

All parameters are normal.

Twenty five,

thirty.

Launch vehicle construction
parameters still normal.

Fifty.

Combustion chamber
pressure is normal.

Sixty.

Roll-Pitch-Yaw angle normal.

Seventy.

The Launch was successful.

Attention. Attention.

- This is Moscow speaking.
- We have separation.

All national radio and TV
stations are on the air.

All control system
parameters are normal.

Today, the 18th of March,
1965,

at 10 hundred hours

the manned spaceship Voskhod-2

was launched into
the Earth's orbit.

We are in constant
radio contact

with the spacecraft.

Comrades Belyayev
and Leonov

are working in accordance
with flight procedure.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz,

there is a slight vibration,

but all instruments
are working properly.

There are no negative
physical effects,

and we are ready
to begin work.

Almaz,
you may begin work now.

Roger, Mission Control.

We are extending
the airlock now.

Open Airlock

Will be monitored.

They're almost in position.

Cyclogram "Kosmos-57"
Cyclogram "Woschod-2"

The Lock is Ready for Use
The Hatch Is Closed

The airlock is now
in position.

We are beginning
with pressurization.

Inflate Lock Chamber

Mission Control,

we are preparing
to enter the airlock.

Mission Control,
airlock pressure is equalized,

Initiating oxygen feed
to space suit.

Mission Control,
Space suit is pressurized.

I am now opening the
inner hatch to the airlock.

Don't worry.

I'll see you soon.

Give me a push, Pavel.

Easy, easy.

Very good.

This is Almaz-2,
I'm inside the airlock.

Copy that, Almaz-2.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz-1,

I am now closing
the airlock's inner hatch.

Close the Lock

Hatch Closed

Mission Control,

depressurization of
the airlock has begun.

Almaz-2, depressurization
will take 5 minutes.

Please check the pressure
at level 4.

- Roger.
- Air pressure increased

but within normal range.

Almaz-2

Almaz-2, your oxygen
consumption is elevated.

Alex, calm down.

I'm hardly breathing.

Lock

Attention!

Get ready!

Mission Control,
airlock is depressurized.

The exterior hatch
is ready to be opened.

Flap Lock Chamber

Almaz-2, acknowledge.

This is Almaz-2, copy.

Everything is normal.

Getting ready to enter
outer space.

Prepare your exit
into outer space.

Roger.

Almaz-2, your spacewalk
is a go.

Alex, you will step
into space twice.

First, to test the conditions

and the second time
to take pictures. Copy?

Roger, Almaz-1.

Mission Control,

this is Almaz-2,

I'm looking over
the edge of the airlock!

I'm feeling incredible!

Below me I can see clouds
and the ocean!

Right now we're flying
over the Caucasus mountains.

I see the stars
and the earth.

The Volga's right below me.

The working conditions
are good.

Almaz-2, prepare to exit
the airlock.

Copy that.

Remove the cover
from the camera.

Roger.
Cover is off.

What should I do with it?

What should I do with it?

- Just discard it.
- Roger.

I'm discarding it.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz-2,

I'm extending the tether.

Soviet Television
is now broadcasting

live from outer space,

on board the spaceship
Voskhod-2.

We have just witnessed
an event that only yesterday

would have been unimaginable.

Almaz-2,

let go of the airlock.

Almaz-2, you may
let go of the airlock.

Yeah, hold on a second.

And here we go.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz.

Man has made his very first
step into outer space.

We have the first man
walking in space.

He is now floating
in zero gravity.

Today, the 18th of March,
1965,

at eleven hundred
and thirty hours Moscow time,

something extraordinary occurred

during the flight of the Soviet
spaceship Voskhod-2.

For the first time
in the history of mankind

a man has walked
in outer space.

After its second orbit,
pilot and cosmonaut

Lieutenant Alexey Leonov,

equipped with
a special space suit

and an autonomous
life support system,

became the first man
to walk in outer space.

That's fantastic!

My papa's in space!

A real-life cosmonaut!

He walks around the stars!

Now we just have to bring
them back to Earth,

and next we'll send military
troops into outer space.

Very good work!

Thank you all.
Keep it up.

Comrade General,

The Kremlin is on the line.

They want to speak
to the space ship.

Well, put them through,
put them through.

- Connect them.
- Yes, sir.

- Alex.
- Yes?

Alex.

Yes!

Who is this?

This is Brezhnev.

Leonid Ilyich?
Oh my.

How are you, my boy?

I report:
I'm fully conscious.

My vision is normal.

My orientation is unimpaired.

Man can work in outer space!

Man is able to work
in space.

I see you doing
somersaults up there.

Our entire country
is watching you.

The whole world is!

Thank you.

We're all proud of you.

Thank you, sir.
Thank you!

Make sure you
get back alive.

That's an order.

Understood?

I am proud to serve
our Soviet Union!

Update me on his vitals?

His blood pressure
and body temperature

are slightly elevated.

Other than that
he is doing fine.

His oxygen?

He has enough oxygen
for 27 minutes.

Let's move on
to the next assignment.

Almaz-2,

prepare for testing
the body's sense

of spatial awareness.

Copy that.

Roger.

Almaz-2

Almaz-2, how do you feel?

I feel amazing!

Ready for our last assignment,
taking photos.

His blood pressure
has gone up

to 140 over 90.

Pulse: 125.

Temperature: 98.6.

He's excited.

I would be, too.

Almaz-2,
take a few photos

and then come back home.

No sudden movements,
please.

Take it easy.

Roger.
I'll be nice and easy.

He-ey!

Pavel,

are you smiling in there?

Of course.
Huh.

I'm taking your picture.

Time is running out.

Take a few pictures
and come back.

What's that?

The pressure's...

The pressure's increasing.

What's going on
with the suit pressure?

Almaz-2, are you alright?

Almaz,
what is happening out there?

Almaz-2 is not responding.

The ship's hull has been hit.

I have no visual contact
with Almaz-2.

Do we have contact?

The equipment is working.

Technically, the link
to Almaz-2 is intact.

Give me his vital signs.

Blood pressure,
pulse rate, temperature,

all elevated.

Almaz-1, establish contact
with Almaz-2.

I repeat, Almaz-1,

establish contact
with Almaz-2.

It was going too well.

Something had to go wrong!

Stop the live broadcast
immediately.

Yes, sir.

Coming up,

the ballet "Stone Flowers"
by Sergei Prokofiev,

performed by the
Bolshoi State Theater,

which has won
the Lenin Medal.

We'll wait.

Almaz-2, do you read me?
Over.

Almaz-2, come in.

Mission Control,

I cannot confirm contact
with Almaz-2.

I will continue trying
to establish contact.

Sergei Pavlovich,

we have a detailed plan
for a situation like this.

If Almaz-2 does not return

to the spaceship
under his own power,

we must prepare
to jettison the airlock.

Blood pressure 150 over 100,

pulse 150,
temperature 101.3.

Launch Lock

Mission Control request
airlock entry authorization.

When do we enter
the dead zone?

Dead zone entry
in 5 minutes.

In order for Almaz-1
to enter the airlock,

he must reduce the air pressure
in the entire ship.

They'll be navigating blind,

because the ship
will be in the dead zone.

God only knows
how the ship will behave

after depressurization.

Then it's time to pray.

Comrade Koroljov,
if we jettison the airlock,

one of the cosmonauts
will die.

If we do not jettison it,

there's a chance
we may lose them both.

Almaz, prepare to...
decompress the ship.

Affirmative.

Will start decompression
in 2 minutes.

If Belyayev doesn't make it,

the work of thousands
of Soviet citizens

will simply rot in space.

I only care about
these two citizens.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz.

I am ready to enter
the airlock.

Acknowledge.

We will not destroy

the entire Soviet Space Program
because of one man.

Entering the Dead Zone
in one minute.

You must abort the
command to enter the airlock.

Understand me?

What are Almaz-2's
vital statistics?

Blood pressure
170 over 110,

pulse 165,
temperature 102.2.

He's alive.

He's alive.

Right?

Mission Control,
this is Almaz again,

I am ready to enter
the airlock.

Advise Intentions.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Entering the dead zone
in 30 seconds.

Mission Control,
waiting for your command.

Begin with the ship's
decompression.

Fifteen!

Wait! Almaz-2
is next to the airlock.

Mission Control, affirmative.

Almaz-2 is next
to the airlock.

Almaz-2!
Goddamn it!

Come back now.

They're in the dead zone.

What happened?

The suit over-inflated.

My Arms, legs, fingers.

I can't move anything.

Why didn't you answer?

I didn't want to worry you.

Roger.

Alright.

Now,

how much oxygen
do I have left?

Not much.

Alex, hurry up.

Alex, time's up.

Get the camera
and get back inside!

Roger.

I have to dismount it.

Come on. Come on.
Come on.

Well done.

Now get inside.

- Damnit.
- There's no other way.

Goddamnit!

Goddamned suit won't bend.

You must try it again.

Come on, Alex!

- What are you doing?
- No. Don't do that!

You have to enter
feet first!

Close the hatch.

Close it!

Close the goddamn hatch!

Do it now!

It didn't close, did it?

No.

OK.

Well...

I'll have to turn around

and close the hatch by hand.

That's not gonna work.

What's the alternative?

I'll open the hatch,
and pull you in.

And depressurize the ship?

We have to take that risk.

You'll jeopardize
the entire mission.

- No, Pavel, let me try.
- Alex!

Alex, no!

Alex!

Stop.

You're running out of air.

You'll need oxygen
for repressurization.

Then jettison me

together with the
goddamn airlock!

You stubborn mule!

Dammit. I'm stuck!

I can't turn around.

Stop talking.

Save your air.

Roger.

What if...
I try to... bend my knee?

Keep trying!

Keep going, Alex!

Go, go, go, go.

OK, the airlock is closed.

I started to repressurize it.
Hang on.

Just a couple more minutes.

Alex.

Alex, don't.

Alex... Alex...

Alex...

Alex...

Alex!

Alex!

- There you are.
- Huh?

My death in space.

You're not dead.

Not yet.

I understand,

but surely you can
tell me something.

Ok, and what's that
supposed to mean now?

Yes, sir.

Thank you very much.

Great, huh?

They said that the mission
is proceeding as planned.

So, either they cannot
tell us anything more or...

Or it's bad news.

In Leningrad and Moscow

they are already
celebrating our pilots.

Leonov's wife called.

- Tea?
- Not for me, thank you.

She wanted to know,
what's going on.

She's worried.

Why is she worried?
Nothing happened.

Here you are.

Voskhod-2 should leave
the dead zone in one minute.

Let's start calling them.

Alex.

Hey, anybody home?

Almaz-2,
we're leaving the dead zone.

I was just picturing it.

Next time, when we
go to the moon...

We have the signal back.

We're going to get
our butts kicked.

Almaz.

This is Mission Control.
Acknowledge.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz.

Over.

Almaz.

Status of Almaz-2?

This is Almaz-2.

What a daredevil, huh?

Can you believe it?

Almaz-2,

good to hear your voice.

Thank you for your service!

Appreciated!

I serve the Soviet Union...

Why the hell
didn't you answer me?

- Mission Control, say again.
- Uh...

We had a drop out.

Last transmission
was unsuccessful.

Almaz-2,
what's the problem?

Can't you answer for yourself?

Yes, of course.

Mission Control,
he's fine.

We're ready to jettison
the airlock.

Prepare to jettison
the airlock.

Wilco.
The airlock is prepared.

Almaz, remember,
the test mission ended here.

We've never tested
this part of the mission.

What happens after
we jettison the airlock...

we don't know.

Prepare yourself for anything.

It can't get any worse.

Oxygen

Almaz, what is
the cabin pressure?

Cabin pressure is normal.

Check detonation charges.

Charges checked.

Ready to jettison airlock.

Jettison.

Launch

Mission Control,
airlock was jettisoned.

No pressure loss or damage,
but we are spinning.

How fast are you spinning?

Almaz?

About 20 degrees per second.

The automatic guidance
system should be able

to stabilize the spin
and right...

And use up all their fuel,

including what they need
for manual re-entry?

Comrade Koroljov,

the automatic guidance
system is reliable.

They won't require
a manual re-entry.

Almaz,

how are you feeling?

Mission Control,
we're great, over.

Alright.

You're now on a carousel.

15 orbits in 22 hours.

Can you handle that?

What do you think?

We're ready.
Over.

I hope so, my eagles.
I hope so.

I hope so.

Twenty-two hours.

From Moscow to Tuapse

on the overnight train.

Tscholkovo, Tjura-Tam,
Jakutsk, Ulan-Ude

Nr. of Orbits,
Perigej 104 Miles

Take a nap.
We've got another 10 orbits.

I've got to finish this.

A sketch for
the Tretyakov Gallery.

- Yeah, right.
- I'm not kidding.

It's the first work of art
ever made in space.

Van Gogh's Sunflowers
have nothing on this.

And it'll hang next to
Shishkin's Pine Forest.

I was going to study
Art originally

become a world famous painter.

Why didn't you?

I had to choose.

You can fly and paint,

but you can't do it
the other way around.

I see.

I'm supposed to go to Cuba.

- Really?
- Uh-huh.

Imagine, the ambassador
called to congratulate me,

and then he...

invited me to come to Cuba
on vacation.

Uh.
Where was I?

You were walking.
Outside.

Yeah, right.

That's when Brezhnev
called to congratulate me.

He's going to pick me up
at the airport,

what did he say?

"I will be on your left,
Alex,

and will be wearing
my sheepskin hat."

Then, we'll drive to his
country house and...

no, first to the Kremlin,
then to his country house.

You should have gone
to art school.

Alex...

Alex!

What?

- Are you feeling OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine,

just a bit woozy.

I think that's normal.

Check the oxygen.

Oh, yeah.

What the hell?

We're up to 300.

Call them.

This is Almaz
to Mission Control.

Our partial oxygen
pressure has doubled.

What is the exact reading?

296 and rising.

Almaz,

move very slowly.

You're breathing pure oxygen.

One spark and you'll go
up in flames.

Roger.

What should we do?

Turn off all the cabin
lighting slowly.

Wait for instructions.

Roger.

How did this happen?

They'll figure it out.

There must be a leak.

The air tanks?

Leonov's is in the airlock.
Could it be Belyayev's?

Ridiculous.

Oxygen at 296
because of a leaking air tank?

What about the oxygen
compensator?

All systems are working
and the ship is sealed.

Perhaps the inner hatch
suffered a tiny fracture

when we jettisoned
the airlock.

That could be it.

No, in that case,
the cabin temperature

would have dropped
right away.

Comrades,
both their blood pressure

and pulse rates are down.

They're in danger
of oxygen poisoning.

I want to see the blueprint
of the capsule ceiling.

Bring me everything.

Almaz,

there is probably a tiny crack
in the ship's hull.

Normally,
that wouldn't be a problem.

But the system
is reacting to the leak

and is pumping oxygen
into the cabin.

Our only option
is to deactivate

the compensation
sensor manually.

You'll have to do
some disassembly.

Roger.

You cannot allow them
to do this.

- All the wiring is high voltage.
- There, right there.

Do you have a better idea?

Listen, Almaz.

The compensation sensor
is directly above your head,

in the middle of the ceiling

and next to the
pressure valve.

You'll have to cut through
the lining to open it up.

You're gambling
with their lives.

Remember, a technician
was electrocuted

during construction
and he was a specialist,

unlike these two!

Everything is very tightly
packed in the capsule.

They have no tools,
and no light!

Holy mother of God.

We have removed the lining.

The sensor system
is behind the cables.

To get to it,

you've got to cut the strap
holding the cables together.

Roger that.

More light, Alexey.

What will happen to them?

Initially their limbs
will probably go numb.

It's likely that they'll then
experience painful muscle

cramps and partial
hearing loss,

in addition to hallucinations.

Stop!

Don't move!

Keep still!

Easy.

Easy.

Take it easy.

Wait.
Let me try.

Hold the flashlight.

In the end,
both of them will fall asleep.

Fall asleep?

And that's it?

That's it.

Yeah.

Almaz?

I'll do it.

Almaz, do you read me?

Hang on.

Just a second, Pavel.

- Almaz!
- Here...

Do you read me?

Almaz...

Almaz, come in!

Pavel,
you're doing great.

The light is soft
and bright.

So beautiful.

You are doing really well.

Oh, yes.

I can see it.

I can see it.

I see the sensor.

Great.

Now for the most
important part.

Do you see a yellow cable?

You have to disconnect it.

Do you hear me?
Pull it out of the nest!

- Zarya, is that you?
- Disconnect the yellow cable...

Zarya, say again!

Acknowledge!

Pull it out of the nest.

Uh uh...
that's where she lives.

Uh...
That's where she lives.

Say again, Almaz.

This is where she lives.
This is her home.

I do not copy!

Say again.

- I am pulling it out.
- Have you got it?

Where is her home?

Did you disconnect it,
Almaz?

There, I found it.

One second...

Almaz?

Almaz, do you read me?

Did you disconnect it?

Acknowledge!
Did you do it?

Almaz!

Almaz!

Do you read me?

- Almaz, Almaz!
- We lost the signal.

They're now
in the dead zone.

The automatic guidance system

will kick in before the ship
has left the dead zone.

Cycle 4 will bring them
down to Earth.

What is their chance
of survival?

- Mama?
- Yes?

Is it bedtime in space, too?

Yes, sweetheart.
Go to sleep now.

Is Daddy also
sleeping now?

Yes, he is.

Everyone's asleep.

When will Daddy be here?

When I wake up again?

He'll do his best.

I'm sure,
he'll do his best.

Cabin CO2

We keep trying,
but we can't get a signal.

There's been nothing.
Complete silence.

What a nightmare.

A group of healthy, adult men
sit here doing nothing,

except cry their eyes out

like they're at
some kind of wake.

If we cannot help
our comrades,

All of you, at least stop
planning their goddamn funeral.

You over there.

Earth Orbit Parameters
Coffee for everyone.

Me too.
Make it strong.

OK. Let's think logically.

Twenty-three minutes ago
the ship should have landed.

Perhaps they had to find
a new landing site

because maybe the ship veered
off course upon re-entry.

It's a possibility.

All I ever hear
from you is "Perhaps",

"Maybe", "I think."

What I need from you is a list
of possible landing sites.

Yes, sir.
Let's get on it.

We are running out
of time!

We've got to find them
wherever they are.

Comrade Koroljov,
The Kremlin is on the phone.

They would like to
congratulate you.

- Let them call back.
- Yes, sir.

- We have their vitals!
- Here it is!

- They are alive!
- There it is, right there!

Here, take a look.

I think I've found them!

Mission Control,
this is Almaz.

Comrade Korolyov?

Tell him Comrade Korolyov
went to meet the cosmonauts.

Almaz, there you are!

We hear you.

Now, boys.
Where did my eagles land?

We're back in our seats.

Sitting on our rear ends.

Mission Control,

we are doing just great.

"Cycle 4" did not engage.

I say again,
Cycle 4 did not engage.

We are still in orbit
and just left the dead zone.

Over.

Comrade Koroljov,

I have no explanation
for this right now.

Maybe it was caused
by the spinning.

Nobody could foresee such
an extraordinary situation.

Is that so?

"Extraordinary."

- Has anyone counted orbits?
- Yes, sir. Me!

- Try to restart the system.
- Preparing to restart.

We'll bring them down
during their next orbit.

We can't bring them down
during their next orbit.

Their ship could land
in enemy territory.

First, we get our boys
back on Earth.

Then, we worry about
the territory.

Mission Control,
this is Almaz.

Request approval
to switch from Cycle 4

to manual control

to allow us to continue
re-entry. Over.

We need to calculate
your landing location.

Uh.
That'll take some time.

Comrade Koroljov,
don't worry.

The calculation
has been prepared.

Most probably, we will land
somewhere in the Urals,

- not far from Perm.
- Alex.

Please be sensible.
He has no idea.

"Somewhere in the
Ural Mountains?"

That's nonsense.

Still, they are both
very experienced pilots.

No one has ever landed
a space ship manually.

The manual guidance system
is antiquated.

It's the last resort
when all else fails.

When there is no way out

and the situation
might only get worse.

Like right now.

Comrade Koroljov,

may I speak to you?

So, now they discuss.

They create a commission,

elect a chairman
and then decide to vote,

and then they can't agree,
and start to argue.

Now you know why
I kept quiet.

Otherwise,
I'd already be dead.

Together, we can land
this tin can back on Earth.

I mean, we've both
had worse landings.

I know you can do it.

What other option
do we have?

I think either
we land manually,

or we'll orbit forever.

We'll follow our orders.

You think they'll
leave us here?

If I were them I would.

We are not running a charity,
Comrade Koroljov.

We cannot risk the enemy
obtaining our state secrets.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

No, that's not true.

Even worse, I know exactly
what you mean.

Do you suggest
I let them die up there?

Huh?
Are you serious?

We are at war.

A cold war perhaps,
but a war.

Imagine they land in Europe.

Or, heaven forbid China.

All the technology
for our space program

would end up in enemy hands.

Let them die?
Just like that?

Just to be safe,
so nothing goes wrong?

Just in case they land
somewhere where they shouldn't?

They are both soldiers.

As soldiers,
they are prepared to die

protecting their
country's interest.

I understand.

Yes.

That's fine.
Same old story.

But, it's constructive.
Thank you.

Thank you.

Yes, I will definitely,
will think about it.

Almaz,

this is Mission Control.

Permission to switch
to manual control...

has been granted.

Prepare your spacesuits
to re-enter the atmosphere.

Roger, that.

Proceeding.

I'm happy you didn't
make the decision.

I repeat.

Our approximate
landing coordinates are...

They can't hear you, Alex.

If we survive,
they will find us.

Then maybe we should land

in the middle of
Red Square, huh?

Very funny.

First I'll stabilize the ship.

I think we're in position now.

You see?
I knew you could do it.

Now all we have to do
is land this thing.

Can you move a bit?
That's it.

This isn't working.
I can't see anything.

Should I get out?

Guide me.

OK. Ready.

- West.
- OK.

- South West.
- OK.

- North.
- OK.

No, stop.
North West.

- North or North West?
- Slowly, slowly,

slowly, slowly,
now turn a little clockwise.

That's it.
Take it easy.

- Now West.
- OK.

No, stop! Too far!
Stop! Stop!

Start again!

Go on.

Now West.

West!

We're running out
of time, Pavel.

I have to see
where I'm going.

- I can't fly blind.
- What are you doing?

You're shifting
our center of gravity.

Get out of your seat.

Where shall I go?

Over there,
by the porthole.

- I'll try.
- There.

Hold on to my feet.

Like that.

Now I can navigate.

And now,
very carefully,

like two little mice,

we'll sneak into
the Earth's atmosphere.

We have to hurry up,
or we'll land in China.

Don't rush me.

If my aim is off,
we'll ricochet into space.

Nitrogen

Now we need to crawl
back in our seats again.

Does the Earth
look leveled?

We've drifted.

By how much?

- Seven degrees already.
- Damnit.

Nitrogen level?

Nearly zero.

Are you strapped in?

Uh-huh.

The navigation system
has been activated.

I wonder how
this will end up?

If things go wrong,
we're in trouble.

Hopefully, they'll land.

The telemetry
registered a tilt.

They must have
left their seats

and switched
to manual control.

The center of gravity
of the ship has shifted.

Hm. Meaning?

Their flight path
may be off.

Come take a look at this.

If the ship's re-entry
position is off

by 6 or 7 degrees,

they will hit the atmosphere
at the wrong angle.

and may bounce
back into space.

If that happens the Earth's
gravity will eventually

bring them back down again.

But not any time soon.

Rauschenbach,

calculate all possible
flight paths and landing sites.

Back to work.

We will wait for a signal
from the beacon,

keep our fingers crossed,

and hope for the best.

Is it Friday

or Thursday?

Beats me.

Do you think that the kids
are awake?

I wonder if Vika's in
kindergarten or at home again

because of her cold?

Alex, relax.

If this doesn't work out,

then gravity will bring us
down in 3 years.

Wow. Imagine what
a magnificent state funeral.

OK.

Let's eat.

Oh.

That's what I call
a 5-star menu.

Mm, borscht.

Borscht

Unfortunately, no garlic.

Want some?

Alex, you...

Looks like gravity to me.

Forget dinner, Alex.
Now we're on our way home.

Oh, roger that, Commander.

Jettison propulsion module.

Module has been jettisoned.

Jettison supply module.

Negative.
Supply module still attached.

Hold on, Alex.
We're beginning to spin.

Yes, yes!
It detached!

You alive?

Pavel?

- Pavel?
- 'Course I'm alive!

Did I scare you?

Ah, OK, that's enough.

Let's get out of here.

Ready for a loud bang?

Careful.

- Are you ready?
- Uh-uh.

Ooh.

No signal or visual
in quadrant 27.

Roger...

Copy.
Nothing in quadrant 22.

We didn't locate
a signal.

Someone explain to me,

why despite all the achievements
of Soviet science,

we are unable to locate
a simple beacon

inside a clearly defined area?

We lost their signal

while they were re-entering
the atmosphere.

- That could mean...
- No more "could"!

I want facts goddamnit!

Comrade,

they may not have landed
where we expected them to.

We are searching
a very extensive area.

It would be good if you
will try to calm down

and get some rest.

I will rest
when we've found them.

Give me a useful suggestion!

First: the beacon
might have been damaged

when they hit the ground.

Second:
perhaps it got damaged

while they were working
on the cables.

- And then they could...
- Yes, but they have a portable radio

which they can operate
by hand.

Then why haven't we
received a signal?

Because the transmitter
won't work

- in freezing temperatures.
- So what?

They could warm up
the batteries, right?

First of all, they've got
to keep themselves warm.

Their spacesuits
weren't designed

for very cold temperatures.

The capsule won't
keep them warm, either.

It'll turn into a freezer
in no time.

Perhaps, the radio signal
is just not making it through.

The range of short-wave
radio signals

depends on the terrain
and weather conditions.

Let's assume
that they've landed

in the worst-possible
weather conditions.

How long can they survive?

A day.

Battery Priboi-2c

The mountains are
blocking the signal.

Well, never mind.

We'll just switch
to Morse Code.

You can always depend
on Morse Code.

You should try
to stay warm, Alexey.

I'm fine.

A-O-A

A-O, A-O, A-O, A-O, A-O
what does that mean?

A-O, A... yes!

Ah, lets see...

There: All OK.

What's that noise?

Our eagles have landed!

- A-O! A-O!
- What?

All OK.

That's enough now.

Wait.

The rescue operation will
probably start any minute now.

They don't need you
to get rescued.

We'll watch it all
on TV tomorrow.

- You're such a killjoy!
- Off to bed with you.

Stop meddling in the
government's business.

The Kremlin is....

expecting an official
statement from us.

They want something
by 10am tomorrow.

We've got nothing
to say right now.

Thank you.

Sergey, my friend,
you need to get some rest now.

You cannot do
any more for them.

They still have time.

I'm not going to waste
one minute of it.

Comrade General,
excuse the interruption.

We just heard that
an arctic cyclone

is moving into
the landing area.

They expect heavy snowfall
in the mountains.

Tonight it will drop
to 31 below zero.

During the night?

Now it's still day, right?

It's still day time.

Once they have
received the signal,

they'll need about 2 hours
to pinpoint our location.

That means,
they'll be here soon.

Any time now.
Soon.

If they received it.

Here.
It's your turn.

What's your hurry?

We knew what to expect.

As soon as they find
the logbook,

they'll terminate
the mission.

What are you talking about?

Did you forget
about your children?

They're ironing
their school uniforms

to welcome their famous
Daddy home.

We're going home,
alive, you got it?

Not like some mammoth's
frozen shit.

Help me up.

No.
I won't die here.

I have to take my little Vika
to her first day of school.

Remember, Comrade Belyayev,

no one gave us
the order to die.

I'll be right back.

Send the following order:

I want every available
aircraft in the air.

We are doubling
the search area.

Yes, sir.

Order from General Kamin:

send up every
available pilot...

Send the text
for the official statement.

Which one should I send,
Comrade General?

Then send both.

Good Morning, Comrades!

USSR. Internal Security
Committee. March 20, 1965

No. 632-3. Moscow

"...Death of the Crew"

I need some water.

I'm ready.

On Air

On March 18th, 1965,

the Soviet spaceship
Voskhod-2

was launched into space

to orbit the earth
for test purposes.

The ship was piloted by
the Soviet cosmonauts,

Major Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev

and Lieutenant Alexey
Archipovich Leonov.

After its 24 hour test flight,

upon its return to Earth,

the ship encountered
extreme turbulence

causing the capsule

to free-fall
at a very high speed.

Resulting in the death
of both crew members.

What the hell is the matter

with all you goddamn people?
Huh?

Hey?!

Where the hell are you?!

You fucking idiots!

We are alive!
Hey! We're here!

Hey!

We're alive!

Come get us, goddammit!

Hey!

We're alive!

Hey!
You fucking bastards!

We did our job!

We made it back!

We're alive!

The untimely death

of our heroic cosmonauts

Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev

and Alexey Archipovich Leonov

is a tragic

and irredeemable loss

for the entire Soviet nation.

Both men have been awarded

"Hero of the Soviet Union"

posthumously.

Pavel!

Pavel!

Pavel! Pavel!

Pavel! Pavel!

Pavel!

Pavel!

Wake up!

Don't sleep!

Hey, Pavel, Pavel!

Don't fall sleep!
Don't fall sleep!

Pavel!

It's over, Alex.

Pavel Ivanovich,

oh, yes, that's better.

You know what we'll do?

We'll practice your speech
for the journalists.

- We don't want you to look....
- You'll be alright.

You are the hero now.

You were already a hero

back when I was still
herding cows.

You've been in the War.

You've flown
so many missions

while I still dreaming
of flying.

One.

Only one?

One combat flight

and I never even fired
a single shot.

The "old guys" were
fighting the Japanese,

and all the rookies,

filled their planes
and swept the tarmac.

When they finally called me
for the mission,

I thought,
"Now it's my turn,

I'll show them
what I can do."

That day, the Japanese
didn't attack.

We dropped the bombs
and returned to base.

And that was that.

The next day
Japan surrendered.

So much for the big war hero
Pavel Belyayev.

Do you know...

why I joined the Air Force?

Why?

Paid better than art school.

I could have had a carefree
life as a painter, but no!

Instead the whole world
watched me,

dangling from a rope in space

blown up like a balloon
in my out-of-control spacesuit.

That's the story of the famous
space conqueror,

Alexey Leonov.

Pavel, forgive me,

this has all been my fault.

No. No.

It's all...
It's all good.

It's good.

What is good?

That you didn't
become a painter.

Who would have traveled

with me to outer space then,
huh?

Maybe we'll fly again
one day.

If we get the order,
Alexey.

If we get the order.

They've landed.

They're alive.

They need help.

Otherwise no one
will ever find them.

They're going to find you
and put you in prison.

And me?

Who shall I ask for help?

I have to.

The weather conditions
have deteriorated.

We have to
call-off the search.

I understand.

As soon as the storm
lets up we'll...

Yes, yes, of course.

We have to inform
their families.

Comrade, shouldn't we wait
a little longer?

I don't want them to hear it
from the media?

Is that what you want?

We have a signal!

Comrade Koroljov,

apparently, we have
received a signal.

What do you mean
"apparently"?

Excuse me, Comrade General.

We just received a phone call.

A ham radio operator
from Sakhalin

says he picked-up the
cosmonauts' signal

by accident.

"By accident?"
Nonsense.

By accident?

A ham radio operator?

Yes, sir.

- Sakhalin?
- Yes, sir!

Get me the coordinates?

Triangulation of the signal
places them in Quadrant 62.

- Here.
- Do we have any unit in that area?

There's a small unit
stationed a few miles away.

- Well, call them.
- Yes, sir.

2-16, come in.

We have a signal
in Quadrant 62.

You are the closest.

It's important to try
and establish visual contact.

I say again,
establish visual contact.

This is 2-16.

I'm in Quadrant 62.

The weather conditions
are very bad.

Continue searching for as
long as humanly possible.

Yes, sir.

You hear that?

You hear that?

They found us.

Thank God.

Where is... the flare gun?

Pavel,

where is the flare gun?

Did I loose it?

I'm such an idiot.

Commander,
we're running out of fuel.

We have to return now,

or we won't make it
back to base.

This is 2-16.
We're going to run out of fuel.

Their tank is nearly empty.

- They should turn back.
- Yes, sir.

2-16, return to headquarters.

2-16,
this is Korolyov Sergey.

What is your name?

Major Markelov.

And your first name?

Vladimir.

Vladimir, listen to me.

Somewhere in those woods,

on the treetops,

there's a parachute.

It's extremely large.

You can't miss it.

Vladimir, look carefully.

Do your best to find them.

Do you read me?

Roger.

Damnit!

Where did I put it?

Why is everything
going wrong?!

Help me, Alexey.
Help me.

It's frozen to my arm.

Pavel.

You are a hero.

Wait.

We're flying
on our reserves.

We must turn back.

Alexey, send up a flare.
I can't see anything.

Hold on, Pavel.

We can do it.

Here, I'll help you.

So...

Commander,

if we don't turn back now
we won't make it.

This is 2-16.
No sight of a parachute.

No signal from the cosmonauts.

We did everything
that we could.

Sorry.

- Go slow, Pavel.
- I can't move my fingers!

We'll make it.

Come on, Pavel,

do it, do it.

2-16,

return to base.

Roger.
We're turning back.

This is 2-16,
we have a flare.

I repeat,
we have a flare.

Deploy the Rescue team now.

Give me the precise
co-ordinates.

Eighteen miles south-west
of Berezniki.

The exact co-ordinates are:
59.34 North and 55.28 East.

We did it, my friend!

Thank you, Vladimir.

I can't believe it!

I would love
to have a drink.

Vodka, please.

Coming up, Comrade Koroljov.

Papa!

- Alex!
- Papa!

Alex!

What are you doing?

What are you doing out here
in the middle of the night?

She sleeps in the nest.

- Who?
- The bird.

You're something else!

Weren't you scared?

Your little heart is beating
like crazy.

You done running around?

No, Papa,
I wasn't running.

I was flying.

This is Moscow!

This is Moscow!

Moscow - Space - Moscow
Hooray!

We bring you a message
from the Soviet News Agency.

On March 18,

at 2 minutes past 12
Moscow time,

Voskhod-2,

piloted by Commander
Colonel Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev

and co-pilot Lieutenant
Alexey Archipovich Leonov,

touched down successfully
near the city of Perm.

Cosmonauts Belyayev
and Leonov,

are in good health.

Dedicated to my friend
and commander,

Pavel Ivanovich Belyayev!

A. Leonov.