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- Russian soldiers!

- And then... there is a pipe, but there is no tobacco.

You obeyed the Jewish commanders

and commissars who mined this road.

- Brother, there is no tobacco?

- Brother, tobacco...

You wanted to stop the advance of

the German army, but were defeated.

- Countryman...

Treat yourself to tobacco for the last time. And then there is a pipe, but there is no tobacco.

You must atone for your guilt and clear this road and field.

- Germans... in Kiev.

Dnieper in the blood.

For a hundred - a dozen traitors.

- Volunteers will be forgiven and released.

- How did we let this happen, compatriot?

- Your stats are wrong.

- What?

- Your numbers are wrong.

About a hundred or two. And for a thousand - only twenty.

And the fact that we will beat them, you can not doubt.

Our chances will be higher.

Three to one. Such is my prediction.

- Volunteers should stand up and step aside...

- Well, then calculate my chances.

On the. Hold on.

- I don't smoke.

- Take it. A good thing.

Change to something.

- Half-hearted!

- Go, brothers!

- Go-go! Let's go ahead!

- Behind me!

- I'm going.

- Faster Faster.

- Artsimovich...

You said you looked like a local.

- The house is close.

Krokh step.

Just pass through the woods...

God help me...

Holy god, never give.

Don't let me disappear on the threshold of my own house.

Don't, Lord, don't.

Don't, Lord, don't.

- Artsimovich...

If we make it to that car alive...

We can run.

- Yak?

- From there to the woods about two hundred metres.

And there is a house, you say.

The main thing is to run fast...

- Don't... We'll blow ourselves up.

- No, we won't blow up.

Where I run, there are no mines.

I know the way.

Most importantly, listen to me!

- Let's go!

- Fine! Brook!

Kiselev, do you understand?

Just five kilometres and home!

Did you find out about the stitch on the field?

Who told you?

- Eh… No one.

- How did you know?

- I didn't know.

- Did not know? - No.

- Did not know!

You didn't know, but I believed!

I believed! I'm running, running! You didn't know?

- It's too early for me to die, Artsimovich.

I fought a little.

Therefore, early.

- No, I'm all!

I've already fought! All! Enough.

- Hurt me, it seems.

- Kiselev, what are you doing?

Kiselev! Kiselev!

Kiselev!

What are you? Get up, come on!

Get up! Alive?

Get up, the Germans are close!

Get up.

- Central building. Hello.

Moshe Tal?

Moshe Tal... Yes, we have him. Wait a minute, I'll take a look.

- Your old wound is inflamed.

Why don't you let yourself be bandaged?

- I said I don't want to.

- It's because of us.

He says we are women. And he wants a man.

They don't have to be shy. They are just doctors!

I'm shy, I'm not shy ... I said, not women.

Only a man.

- Nurse Mahmoud came to him. He also refused it.

- He's an Arab.

- He's a nurse!

I don't care whose brother he is.

He kicked me out too...

He said that I have a painted head.

Tal! If you don't let us treat the wound,

there can be serious consequences!

- Very good. - What?

I said very good!

Are you hard of hearing?

- Mr. Tal, Noah Goldberg wants to talk to you.

From the Holocaust Remembrance Centre. Can you talk?

- No.

- It is very important for them.

Regarding some Kiselyov, a Russian officer...

- Didn't you hear what I said?

I won't talk to anyone...

Mahmoud, Tal from the sixth ward...

Have him dressing the second day is worth on plan.

So do it at last.

- Do you have a photo of Kiselyov with you?

- Yes. Yes.

This is before going to the front.

July forty-one.

- How many Jews did he bring to the rear?

- More than two hundred.

In different sources, the numbers vary, but not less than two hundred.

This has been officially confirmed.

- And this witness, Tal... You said you would talk to him.

- Yes. But he doesn't want...

He doesn't answer our letters. Doesn't pick up the phone.

Doesn't want to talk about it.

- How old was he then?

- Seventeen. Maybe a little less.

After going to the rear with Kiselev's detachment, he fled to the front.

Fought...

After the war, he did not return to the USSR. Repatriated…

There are no relatives.

Explanations too.

- This is weird.

A man saved your life, and you don't want to talk about him.

We can convene a meeting of the Court, but the tree of the righteous will not grow...

If there is even one doubt...

You know our principle.

There should be no doubt. Not even a hint.

- Grandpa, can I change your bandage?

If I don't bandage you, I'm in trouble.

They will say that Jewish patients do not trust me.

- Do you have tobacco? - What?

Is everyone here hard of hearing?

I need tobacco.

There is a pipe, no tobacco.

- Who?

- Only two? - Yes, only two.

- I can't…

- Rita, I'm begging you.

- We need to decide. - Fine.

- Then let Shia go.

- Shia? Fine.

- Shea!

- Shea! - No.

- Reuben.

He is the smartest...

He loves to learn… He will be a big man…

Let Reuben go...

- Reuben can't, Rita...

He...

Not so bold...

Not so smart...

Maybe one of the girls?

Esther, Seema... Dorka... Miriam?

Where is Moshe?

Where have you been?

- Yes, I... Yes... I ran into the yard.

- Smoking?

- Gather all your things.

Go to the Russian side...

- When?

- Now.

- You decided? - I decided.

- Will Moshe go? - Yes. He can. Who else?

- I can't. - Rita...

- Mum, dad, it's morning soon.

They won't wait.

- Dean, what if the Germans don't come in today?

They will enter. Lithuanians and Ukrainians are with them.

The Judenrat refused to extradite five thousand Jews.

And they will kill five times more for it...

- And you?

And your children?

- I've already made up my mind...

I have arsenic. Children need very little...

- Lord.

My name is Ernst Rudolf Schmuecker.

SS Obersturmbannführer.

- From now on, I regulate your life on Earth.

That is, in a certain sense, I am the vicar of your God.

Or maybe God himself.

So straight to the point.

Chairman of the Judenrat Myshkin here?

- It's me.

- I was informed…

You refused...

Give five thousand Jews for deportation.

This is true?

Five thousand Jews out of ninety-five living here.

"Their habe…m…I…"

I have tried…

I appreciate your unwillingness to trade Jewish souls, Myshkin.

So if you can use your ancient

cabal and turn into a mouse...

I will let you go.

In Russian, Myshkin means mouse.

I thought so.

- You need to get to Dolginovo.

In my old forestry...

Do you remember where it is?

They will help you there.

This is what you will pay.

OK.

But save this.

- What is this?

- That's what you've always tried to break.

- Wow…

- Remember, we never lost it.

Even in the worst of times.

They say five hundred years.

Well, everything.

Go.

Mum, I want to be with you. And with dad.

I don't want to go with him. He beats me.

- Who is thrashing? What are you lying?

- He will not. We decided so.

- Dina! I don't want to go with him! - Miriam, you have to.

Don't be offended by Miriam.

Jews give birth to girls.

And... most importantly... do not lower your pants where you do not need to.

All. Go, go, go, go...

- All.

Take her by the hand. The hand.

Go, go.

- Stop... - Hush...

- Come here.

- Get out of the world.

- Hide. Get close to the wall.

- Began!

Rip off the patches.

Run!

- Faster, faster, keep up! - Miriam, let's go!

We can't be left behind. Faster! - I want to go home to my mother.

I don't want to go with you! You are fooling me!

- No, I'm protecting you. - What are you talking nonsense?

- So…

- Prepare money and gold.

- Stop, stop! So…

Good. Good. Stop! Stop! Stop!

- Yes, go ahead. So… Good. Good.

Stop!

Good. Good. Good.

Few. Few. This is for one.

- It's for two. - For one.

- I have no more, pan officer! - Few!

- The Germans are coming! - It's for two!

- Punishers! Punishers! Run!

Run! Forward!

- Back, Jews!

- Miriam! Miriam, can you hear me?

Miriam, say something!

- Nikishin, stop!

Show yourself!

Why didn't you shave? - Yes, I shaved, Comrade Kiselev.

- It just grew overnight. - I'm growing fast.

- Shave some more. You need to portray a German.

- Yes, portray, don't portray, don't like.

Just scratch your face.

- Queen, give a sod...

- And why do you have the nickname "Queen", Nikishin?

Do you play chess?

- Don't... In the cards...

There is no such person in the world who could beat me at cards.

I am very lucky, Comrade Commander...

I don't know about cards...

But in chess there is such an expression: "order beats class".

This means that when...

A chess player has the correct arrangement of pieces on the board...

He can beat the opponent much stronger than him.

Let's position ourselves properly and beat the enemy...

- Are you... a chess player?

- No, I'm an economist.

Well… an accountant.

- It's clear.

Worried in vain.

- Shave, Nikishin...

Germans don't drive unshaven...

- Don't shoot!

Here is a German soldier!

- What does it mean?

- Why is he there? Doesn't see that they are his?

- He is hurt!

Help!

- What the hell is going on here?

- Let's!

- Shot!

- Forward! - Forward!

- Come on, come on, guys!

- Cover up!

- Come on, come on! - Faster! Set it on fire!

- Comrade Kiselev, wait a minute to set it on fire!

What if there are horses?

- Set fire to the gate!

- Comrades, who are you?

Where are you from?

- We are from Zhydomlya. From the town.

We were brought here. We are laying sleepers at the station.

All! Don't put more... Run.

The Germans are about to return! They will kill you.

Hurry up!

- And where to run? Nowhere to run…

- Yes, you didn’t understand, we’ll blow everything up here to hell!

- Set fire, Queen! Let's do it!

- Come on, quickly!

- Move! Hurry up!

Fast! Run!

- To the woods! Run to the woods!

- Let's go, go, go!

- Faster!

- Stop! - Stop!

- Let's go here.

- Got it, come on.

Yes, be careful.

- Excuse me, comrade partisans.

Wanted to talk to you.

We are very sorry that your comrade died in battle.

I am Reuben Yankel.

Watchman and chazn in the synagogue, that is, a chorister.

This is Abba Rovner.

He was a mathematics teacher.

This is Tova.

- And who is this?

- Don't even pay attention to that.

Wanted to ask.

Can we stay with you?

We have nowhere to go.

We cannot return home. They will kill us...

As you rightly said.

- No you can not.

We don't need singers.

- Tova can learn to shoot.

Me too.

I can fix your shoes.

- No, I said.

- So, come on.

- Che, the Germans are jackals?

- Cover with spruce.

And put a label.

- Jews what these arrogant.

And what kind of eyes does this Jew have, have you seen?

Like a witch.

It can jinx.

- Did you bring it?

Let's.

These are cigarettes.

- Grandpa, you can't smoke here.

I'm going to get really pissed off because of you if they see...

- You have a strange pipe.

Very old?

- This is the most expensive pipe in the world.

- Why?

- We had one valuable relic in our family.

It was taken from me.

And they left this pipe as a pledge.

They promised to return.

But they didn't return it.

So now...

This is the most expensive pipe in the world.

- Were you deceived?

- You can say that.

I was deceived…

Call me a taxi.

Or I'll say you brought me tobacco.

Hello Mr Tal.

My name is Noah Goldberg.

I'm from the Holocaust Remembrance Centre.

I'm glad to tell you

that our centre invites you as a witness

to the hearing in the case of Nikolai Yakovlevich Kiselev.

We are going to give him the title of Righteous Among the Nations.

At any time convenient for you, we are ready...

- Hey, give it back!

- Miriam!

Miriam!

- Boy, are you with her?

Why isn't she talking?

- She was shell-shocked. She doesn't speak.

- Are you Jews?

- No. We are Belarusians!

Our house was bombed. Documents burned.

- My name is Luba. I will help you.

Follow me. I don't have much time!

- Is there anyone else with you? - Your family, friends?

- No. Nobody.

- What is your name?

- Misha.

- And her?

- Masha.

- Okay, Misha and Masha...

- Hurry up.

- Dina... Dina...

Let's go before the water gets cold.

I should go soon.

- How old are you?

Sixteen?

- Eighteen...

It will hit soon.

Then I'll be forty soon.

The girl named me Dina.

Is this your mother? Or sister?

- Don't know.

She's not herself. She got sick.

- Listen...

She is the same Masha as I am Lyuba.

I'm Jewish.

My name is Haya-Leya.

My father taught history.

At the university in Rivne.

I am the same as you.

- It's for me.

Wipe yourself.

I work for the Germans.

On the railway.

You think it's easy for me to hide this for almost a year?

I know where you are from.

There was a big action in the ghetto yesterday.

They say they killed several thousand.

You don't believe me?

OK.

I will help you anyway.

My name is Moshe Tal.

She is Miriam.

We fled the ghetto.

- And Dina?

Who is this? Is she with you?

- She is our sister.

- Fine.

- Eat, drink.

Then go to bed.

I'll be back soon.

- Do you want to take a look?

This is an astrolabe. A very beautiful device.

It was given to kings and princesses.

This was done by our cousin.

In Toledo. In Spain. Five hundred years ago.

He was one of us.

From our family.

And this is our family.

Grandpa Motl.

Fanny's grandmother

Mum Rita.

Papa Avigdor.

Our brothers are Shia and Reuben.

Our sisters - Esther, Sima...

Dorka.

Dina.

You.

And I.

You must remember everyone, Miriam.

I will save you.

- A great photographer disappears in me.

Even the Faculty of Philosophy in Göttingen could not discourage my craving for art.

And you look good in the picture.

You began to work worse, Lyuba.

What's happened?

Have Jews run out in Minsk?

You're not bringing anyone at all!

Have you forgotten our agreement?

Why don't you want to save your family?

You will still kill them.

You will kill everyone...

- Your decrepit god saved Noah's family.

This drunkard.

Before sinking the whole earth.

Why don't I save someone too?

- But you're doing a bad job.

Do you feel sorry for your family?

Show me where to start...

Or I will choose myself.

I'll start with my father.

He will die first.

- Today I picked two.

- Why was silent?

I wanted to know if anyone else was with them.

- Why were you silent, Lyuba?

- Because I'm afraid!

I'm afraid they'll kill me!

They will find me...

And they will kill!

The partisans will kill me!

I am afraid of them!

I'm afraid of you!

- They're at my house.

There are two of them.

Boy...

And a girl.

- Where are they?

Where are the Jews?

Where are the Jews, Lyuba?

- They were here!

They got away!

I swear they got away!

- They ran away.

- Where is Toyka?

- On the.

- Good Morgen, Haver Kiselev.

Shalom Aleichem…

- Everything is normal.

Go.

Next.

- Shalom Aleichem, Comrade Commander.

- Hello...

- Hello, comrade Kiselev!

- Horse!

- Ah?

- This girl from the headquarters, she came to us for weapons?

- And… Anka? For weapons.

She also pities the Jews.

Collects throughout the woods and rewrites.

There will soon be no one to rewrite, a fucking fad.

- Maybe she can take them from us?

- Yes...

- Comrade Kiselev!

Thank you very much.

And to all your squad "Victory".

You saved forty-seven people.

They will now be with you.

- No, they will not do.

- Comrade Kiselyov, let them stay at least for a short time in the detachment.

Comrade Kiselev, allow me!

They are exhausted. They can't even walk.

No, I won't.

They must save themselves.

- Comrade Rovner? - Yes it's me.

- Comrade Rovner.

What are they doing?

They are praying, Comrade Kiselyov.

Meet on Saturday.

- Tell them we're leaving right now.

Stop meeting. Saturday will come...

- It's impossible, comrade Kiselev.

They've been praying for it for two thousand years.

- To the Chief of the Central Headquarters of the Partisans of Belarus, comrade Ponomarenko

from the commander of the partisan detachment "People's Avengers" Voronyansky.

Urgently.

We would like to

inform you that currently

the situation with the Jewish population of the Vilna region of Western Belarus

close to catastrophic.

The Jewish population of the region was almost completely

destroyed by German punishers.

However, a small part of the Jews managed to survive

and take refuge in the local woods.

The survivors huddle around the squads

and by their actions prevent them from working and fighting.

They dress...

and eat at the expense of local peasants.

They beg, loot, steal poultry and livestock.

Sho negatively affects the attitude of the peasants towards the partisans.

And greatly increases the risk of their discovery.

through the mediation of the local population.

In the partisan milieu itself, Jews are often treated negatively.

Jewish youth are reluctantly accepted...

due to strong German propaganda

and the small presence of Soviet power in this territory.

Decide the fate of the Jewish population...

You need not only...

in order to alleviate their

suffering, but also to save

combat units and local peasantry

from a non-producing mass.

All.

The commander of the partisan brigade "People's Avengers" Voronyansky V.

- Oh! Kiselev! - Allow me?

- From whom glad to see!

Hero!

He shipped two cartloads of weapons for us!

We will draw up an award list for you!

What did you think? Look, the commissar doesn't mind!

- You fight well!

Well done!

- He's got it all figured out! - That's right, an accountant!

- Allow me? - What do you want?

- Comrade Voronyansky.

There are a lot of Jews there.

- What?

- Where are you going?

- Kiselev.

Why did you bring them here?

- Where should I put them?

I either fight or feed them.

- What should I do with them?

- I don't know.

You are a brigade leader. You have six units in a brigade. Distribute.

- Who do you distribute? - Old men with old women?

But don't worry, I'm fine with them.

Although I don’t like it, as a hereditary Cossack.

Yes, I myself have the head of a special department - a Jew.

Comrade Kosoy! Heard?

- I don't distinguish people by nationality.

The main thing for me is that the Germans are beaten.

- Well done, Kiselev. This is the main thing.

- They can't fight.

May I go? I still need to get back to the team.

- Kiselev, stop!

Do you want to receive the title of Hero of the Soviet Union?

- Want.

- Then it's like...

If you take the Jews out of here,

we will introduce you to the rank.

commissar's word. Commander confirms.

- I confirm! Imagine!

That's how to gather everyone who is

around here, and get out of here to hell!

Yes, there are only two hundred or three hundred people there, no more, Kiselev!

- Where do you take them? - They have nowhere to go.

- There is just where! - Sit down. Sit down.

Like this.

Here look.

- Here we are! - Yes.

- This is the front line!

Here and take it out!

- To our side! Through the Surazh gates.

The situation there is unique...

Big hole! Between fronts!

Forty kilometres! Whole convoys pass!

You can easily get through with them.

- Can I have a pencil for a second?

- Pencil? Please. I wholeheartedly support the commissar, Kiselyov!

Whole!

Here you will lead the rescue operation

Soviet population of Belarus.

Here, Jews are Soviet people?

- Soviet. - Oh!

- And you will be a Hero of the Soviet Union!

We won't find a better candidate.

- And there is nothing to look for.

Yes, Kiselev will calculate everything, calculate everything, put everything in order!

commissar!

I can't beat him at chess. No way.

He sees four moves ahead!

- No.

I don't need death.

- Che is not necessary?

- Title of Hero.

There is almost no chance. Here, look...

Eight hundred kilometres in a straight line, it's actually all one thousand two hundred.

Even if you walk twelve kilometres a day,

which is unlikely, it's a hundred days.

On the German rear...

No, comrade commissar.

Permission to refuse, if it is not an order.

- And if the order?

- Oh, okay...

Unfortunately, this is the case here...

Voluntary.

OK…

Then we will offer Sergeyev, right, Commissar?

From "Fight". He will go.

He is a clear, fighting boy.

And we're even better! Let this one...

considers chances!

Ah!

Krivoruchko will agree from Budyonny!

Exactly, I'm sure.

He is generally local. He will bring it!

- This is something, of course. - Krivoruchko will not refuse.

- Then let me go? - Yes Yes. Go, go...

- Well, sho, Commissar...

Maybe, really, Krivoruchko?

He will leave them the next day.

Or drown in a swamp, your Krivoruchko...

- Let's get out of here.

Where is the Ferz?

And he is... went to the Jews.

- For what?

- He said goodbye.

- Oska! Get off the cart!

- Stop you!

Eyed Witch...

Stop, I want to talk!

Stop, they tell you!

Kiss once, they tell you!

Yes, once!

- No!

- I wish you good health, comrade Kiselev.

- I'll shoot you, Queen!

No trial, just shoot.

- Faster, faster!

- In general, where to put them? We have nowhere to hide them.

- Yes, what should I do now, drive them into the woods?

You what?

Pray to God, Yadya, how would everything be good, if it passed.

Get on.

Moshe, I'll take you right away.

You will sit in a barn in the underground.

There are several other families there.

And closer to the woods.

- And she?

- I'll put her to rest. Go to sleep.

Let's go, let's go, let's go...

- And how much do you hide, Uncle Yanyk?

- Ah, you shove one, then it doesn’t matter how many.

There is only one answer.

- Moshe,

grie, that you are my nephew from Vilna...

Your father's name is Adam.

Your name is Tadeusz.

Remember.

Your dad is Adam.

My brother.

Well, thank God, it's gone.

- Good night.

Sorry for not asking...

I drove by...

Let me think I'll go...

So late,

... and you do not sleep?

- We were just having dinner.

Do you want to join us? When affectionate. Please sir.

- You are a very kind person, Pan Fitzevsky.

Your neighbours wrote about you just like that...

And who is this?

- Tadeusz.

My nephew. My brother's son from Vilnius.

Tadeusz.

- Tadeusz.

Very nice…

Who else is in the house?

My niece.

Sleeping in a nearby bed.

- Pretty girl.

The name of?

- Adela.

My brother Adam's daughter.

Adel.

Let her speak for herself.

- And she doesn't speak, pan officer.

- Doesn't speak?

- Stopped talking after the bombing.

- Ah ah ah…

Is she your sister?

- Yes.

- Where are the other Jews?

- Don't know…

Don't know. There are no Jews here...

- God bless.

- There are no Jews here!

Come in. Don't be afraid!

Neighbors wrote that you bake five loaves a day.

Five loaves.

It's probably very tasty.

... if two children eat them.

Let me try too...

Get started.

- Do you and your sister have a good appetite?

My boy…

I think…

Come on, eat.

You are not Tadeusz.

You have a different name.

Take off his pants.

- No, don't! No need!

Stop it! Ah!

No need!

Let me go!

Let it go!

I didn't know!

I didn't know!

Let go!

- Your deal with the old God is no longer valid.

You will make a new one with me, Ernst Schmuecker.

Now I will be your God.

And I need to know your real name.

Say your name, Jude!

I will cut you again.

- A-a-a!

Moshe! My name is Moshe Tal!

I lied to you all, I... Ah! Ah!

- Ah... Nice to meet you, Moshe.

Are there other Jews here besides you and your sister?

- No no! She is not my sister!

I lied! Pan officer.

I don't know! She is related... Ah!

... Pan Fitzevsky! Ah!

- Where are the Jews hiding, Moshe?

- I don't know…

I told Pan Fitzevsky that I

would burn down his house if…

If he doesn't hide me! Ah!

- We'll have to burn it.

Pan Fitzevsky.

Do you feel sorry for the boy?

Don't you feel sorry, Pan Fitzevsky?

Take them away.

- So, do not collapse, grandma!

- Name?

- Artsimovich, Mr. Hauptsturmführer.

- Good.

- Don't be afraid.

Moshe is your brother?

He wanted to take you.

But how can I give someone such a good girl?

This will not work.

Let's go to.

I won't hurt you.

- Pan Commander!

- Don't shoot... Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

- Miriam!

Miriam!

- Prue...

- Accept.

- Stay here.

- Didn't interfere?

- Welcome.

- Guests are always welcome. - That's for sure.

- There is no such person who would not be happy with the head of a special department.

Am I right, Comrade Oblique?

- Have a seat.

- Comrade Voronyansky said...

you refused to lead the Jews?

- That's right, he refused.

Comrade Voronyansky said that this was a voluntary matter.

- It was voluntary.

But circumstances are changing...

- And in a very bad way, Kiselev.

- There is such information...

Sit down.

They will come at us.

Not the Sonderkommandos that are in the villages...

And regular troops.

The group leader's name is Ernst Schmucker.

I have not seen Hitler, but this one, they say, is even worse.

His main goal is to make Judenfrei out of Belarus.

Land free from Jews.

Do you understand what I mean?

- No. - Look here.

- We're going... So? - So.

- The Jews are behind us. So?

The Germans are behind the Jews.

And if you take the Jews away.

You will save them too

and save our soldiers.

All. Take three or four people with you.

Special officer Rogov and a liaison girl will go from us.

She knows Yiddish since childhood, so you can discuss any details of the trip with her.

- That's an order?

- Now that's an order.

- You have a week to pack up and move.

Orphan, come in!

Anna Ivanovna Sirotina.

It will be a good help to you.

Here... I ask you to love and favour.

What?

And what are you, familiar, or what?

- Seen.

- I want to say right away that I oppose Comrade Kiselyov's candidacy.

In my opinion, Comrade Kiselev is

not the person who can handle this task.

His attitude towards persons of Jewish nationality...

- So you work.

All.

Let's go, Comrade Kosoy. Let's not interfere with them.

- How do you know their language?

- Mum taught Russian at a Jewish school.

- Is mum alive?

- No.

- Is there anyone else?

Husband, fiance?

- There is no husband or groom.

Why these questions?

- Just…

Family people live longer.

Statistics.

I don't understand what this has to do with the case?

- So this is it.

Case.

The more we know each other, the better for business.

- I suggest taking Dr. Meer Anzl with you. From the brigade hospital.

They will give it to us. He is also a Jew.

- Wow...

He lived all his life and never knew who was a Jew and who was not.

I didn’t know at the workers’ faculty, and I didn’t know at the institute.

- And in childhood?

And in childhood.

In my childhood, in my village...

Only two things were missing - Jews and tomatoes.

- Write down the most common words in Hebrew.

The simplest…

Thanks Hello. Useful…

- Hello - Shalom Aleichem.

Peace to you.

- Write it down.

Peace to you. Shalom Aleichem.

- Jewish comrades.

Firstly...

Shalom Aleichem.

- Aleichem shalom...

- I will continue in Russian...

Anna will translate.

My name is Kiselev.

If anyone doesn't know.

You have been gathered here all together,

to pass through the German rear.

And take them to the front lines.

To Soviet territory!

In a friendly family of fraternal peoples.

Let me and my comrades take you there!

- May I ask?

Go to the rear to the fraternal family of peoples...

Is this an order or voluntary?

- Yes. That's an order.

Supreme Command.

- And Comrade Stalin?

- ... And Comrade Stalin.

Now all of you will be put on the list.

And according to them, they will give temporary allowance!

A difficult path lies ahead.

And there is no turning back!

Come on, comrades.

- My name is Dr. Anzl.

- Jews of the towns of Dolginovo, Nyvka, Krasny and Gnezdichi, come to me ..

Families with children first!

- The inhabitants of these towns come to me.

- I repeat.

Foreigners come to me. Fersteen?

- Guten abend, German officer.

- Neumanns? - Ja.

- From Hamburg?

So are you Jews or Germans?

- No, no, we are Jews.

I told you everything.

I lived in Russia.

We are from Hambowicz.

I am a watchmaker. He worked for a large factory.

- But und... Frau...

- Wife... - Don't interfere!

- Zagd... zi Deutsch.

Bist du Deutsch?

I. Sie bin Deutsche, German officer.

- Look, she doesn't understand anything.

She is not German. She is my wife!

Mother of my children!

She doesn't know Russian!

Bertha, it's okay. Don't scream.

- Gelya, Joseph!

Do you recognise me?

I'm Bryna Goltz!

Do you know what happened to my daughters Ida and Clara?

With my grandchildren? With my husband?

- We saw them for the last time, when the Germans drove everyone to the square.

They must be alive.

They escaped, they managed, for sure.

How lucky you are to be alive.

And Bertochka is with you!

And little Burl?

- He died, Brian.

Geli had no milk.

Gee, enough...

Bertha, calm down!

If you cry, they won't take us.

W-w-w... Gelya, let's go.

- Comrade Kiselev.

God bless you for such a ration.

This is almost a royal dish "Gefilte fish"!

Have you ever eaten "gefilte fish"?

- No, I didn't have to.

- A radish with onions and goose fat?

- It's stew, you fucking horse!

- Comrade Yankel!

They will not stew?

- No, no one will, this is a big sin.

No, everyone will be hungry. But they won't.

- No. There is nothing else.

- Comrade Kiselev!

I heard you need responsible comrades for the hike!

Lean on me, Comrade Kiselyov!

- A... Musician?

Name. Your name.

- Yoni Gershman.

- Ah, Deutsch?

- No, no, God forbid. Jew.

I am from Chisinau, from Romania.

He played in the symphony orchestra there.

- Chisinau...

This is not Romania, Gershman.

And the capital of Soviet Moldova. For you to know!

Where else did you live?

- Um… In Bucharest, in Budapest.

In Vienna, he played at the Vienna Opera House.

- In Vienna?

Did you know that in Vienna...

Hitler was born?

- Yes.

But I didn't get him there.

- Citizen Baksht, is that him?

Yes, Rebbe. Almost Genius, Goin.

The highest expert on Talmudic laws.

There is no one above him.

Will they listen to him?

- Comrade Kiselev, you see, if you start from afar...

From the dispersion of the Jews...

- Don't scatter, Comrade Rovner.

Tell me, will they listen to him? Just yes or no.

- Then yes.

- Comrade Baksht?

Do you speak Russian?

- I say uh...

I speak Polish, German, Yiddish, Hebrew, Russian worse.

- It's nothing.

I'll have to try somehow...

What is this horn?

- They blow it.

- Often?

- Sometimes.

On Rosh Shona.

When the Almighty gathers the Jews before his face.

Like a shepherd his flock.

- Comrade Rebbe, I heard they sing.

Why?

- Ah, this is a sign of joy from communion with the Almighty.

- Is it possible to make sure that they don't rejoice during the campaign?

You can hear it in the woods far away.

The Germans will track us down and kill us.

- Hmm… Something else?

- Yes.

Kosher.

Did I pronounce correctly?

- What do you want with kosher?

- I don't want anything with kosher.

I want them to eat everything.

All that is found. If there is anything.

From any dish, any food.

So that they can work on Saturday.

Make fire, crawl, climb trees if need be.

I will be grateful to you if they do not follow all these rules of yours.

Posts, mourning.

And, if possible, they will not blow this horn, without my order...

I want to ask you to cancel all this.

During our trip.

- ??? - ??? ..

- What?

- Permission to a Jew

break the laws of the Torah

in days of mortal danger.

Do you want it?

- Yes.

Because this is exactly the case, Rebbe.

That's the one, trust me.

- Are you... a communist?

Soviet man?

- Yes.

I am a communist. Soviet man.

- I don't want to offend you...

but when your Soviets came, they banned everything.

They dispersed communities, Jewish schools.

They took away shops and mills from people.

They put the rabbis in prison.

Smart people, the colour of Jewry.

Almost a million were sent to the East.

That's why...

It's hard to talk about trust.

- Understand.

But now only Soviet people can save them, Rebbe.

There are no others here.

And when we save, maybe then we'll figure out how to live?

If anyone will...

Agreed?

For now, tell them

so that they take pork stew from the ration.

- Erchik-Perchik, why weren't you at school yesterday?

Rebbe, I was at the cinema, Ataman Binditsky was at the cinema...

I go out into the street, there is a tram, packed full. Don't want...

work as a conductor.

I walk home. Right now it will hurt.

- Hey!

- Come home.

Erchik-Perchik, where have you been?

Take off your pants, we'll beat the face.

Was on the verge of gangrene. But it didn't.

And this is very good.

What was the treatment?

- Ants.

- Ty! Never heard that...

But if it helps - that's good ... In my opinion, it's stupid...

- Aah!

- Well? Will live?

- Ah! And not only.

The meat was taken from him alive, Comrade Kiselyov.

But he got off easy.

I came up with a new way.

When there are no medicines, it is

necessary to put the wound in an anthill.

But better not!

Are you Moshe Tal?

- Yes.

- Few come to us with weapons.

Did you have to use?

- I had to.

But if you want to pick up, I'd rather leave.

- Clear.

Let's go to.

There is someone who says they know you.

- She came to the restaurant with the Germans, she sat with them.

They drank and laughed, and they beat us with sticks.

- Jews, listen,

I made no secret of the fact that I worked for them.

I just wanted to live.

Just like you!

But I tried to help others! I saved people!

- Whom did you save?

Where are they?

They were all killed!

- She saved me.

- Moshe...

Moshe, tell them!

They don't believe me! Tell them!

- Moshe. This girl, Lyuba, she says she hid you in Minsk?

Do you confirm this?

- Yes, I confirm.

- You think, boy!

This lady worked as a typist for the Germans.

She was stumbled upon in the woods. She says she was looking for partisans.

Maybe she's a spy, a traitor?

- No. She hid me.

She hid me and my sister. She gave us food.

She is not a traitor!

She saved us.

- If not for you...

they would have killed me.

- You saved me.

What is this?

Is it an amulet?

- No…

This is the device by which they find the way.

You can tell where you are by the stars in the sky.

My brother Reuben...

He said, the main thing is to set the arrows and letters correctly.

But I'm not as smart as him. I can't.

But don't be afraid.

I'll be with you.

Miriam, said you were Dina.

So you too, my sister.

- You don't understand anything, Moshe...

They don't believe me.

I will be killed.

Here or there.

Sooner or later. I know…

- Well, what?

Run to the detachment, tell Kramarenko about the Germans.

- And you? - I'll catch up.

- Come on, come on, come on…

Below…

- Get up!

- Ivo, hold Bertha.

- Skate! Hold on!

- Faster. - Here, here.

- Get the first group out.

- Peacefully!

- Calm down, don't lag behind!

- There, there...

- Keep up!

- Gather the rest, go to the woods! - Follow each other!

- Don't let the kids go! - Hold the children by the hands!

- Comrade Baksht, we must go.

- The boy forgot the tallit...

- Comrade Jews!

We need to get as far away from the camp as possible!

- Vasil!

- Vasil!

- Yamambiev! - I!

Take them deep into the woods, and then along the river.

- Eat!

- Where is Tal?

- Don't know.

- There.

- Tal!

- Germans!

- Vania! - Fucking horse, come on, let's go!

Stasik! Kaminsky, go away!

- Greta, kom!

Greta, kom, bitte, kom!

- Shaize...

- Get up.

Behind me.

- Quiet!

Berta, shut up!

Quiet!

- Mum, where is grandma? - Where did she go?

- She goes there, behind.

With your aunt.

They must have been way behind.

Rose, stop!

Stop, Rose, come back!

- Don't stop! - Forward! Forward! Forward!

Don't fall behind!

- Grandmother!

Grandmother! Grandmother! Where are you?

Grandmother!

- Hush, baby, hush.

Come here.

Here. Rose, be quiet.

- Juden! Whom the world!

- Here!

- Go! Go fiddler!

Let's go to! Let's go to! Let's go to!

- Let's go! Let's go!

- Sad time

eye charm.

Your farewell beauty is pleasant to me.

- Herr Hauptsturmführer!

The Jews left at the last moment!

They went right out from under your nose.

I love lush...

Nature's wilting...

woods clad in crimson and gold…

- Sorry?

- This is Pushkin.

- Also a Jew?

- Certainly.

And a communist.

And not a single good shot...

- In vain.

Radish bitter, it's good.

Man needs bitterness.

Rain is good too. Dogs won't pick up the trail.

And Kiselev, he will get out.

This is not a person, but a calculating machine.

I don't know if girls like it, but for us it's very good.

- Anzl, why is this girl crying all the time?

Have you watched her?

- Nothing unusual…

Hunger, fear...

It would be strange if these children laughed.

By the way, you never laugh either.

You have to laugh, Anya.

Laughing is helpful.

- In June 1941, we were taking children from a pioneer camp.

We had twelve Jewish boys and girls.

Caught on a German landing.

Mum did not want to give them away and she was killed...

And they took me with them for two days. Then they threw it out.

So...

Anzl...

Laughing won't work.

- Rose is not with you?

She ran to her grandmother!

Haven't seen them?

My mother and sister?

Has anyone seen my daughter?

- Son!

- Come on, come on, come on...

- Comrade Kiselev!

- Didn't you see them?

- Comrade Kiselev!

Where is my stasik?

I torture, they are all silent.

- Your Stasik died, Stepan.

Brought out the last. And he didn't make it.

Died a heroic death. Like this.

- Oh... Nikishin.

You still explain to me this dark part of the story.

Who let you go to me?

- I reported to you, Comrade Commander.

Junior political officer, Comrade Kramarenko, my direct commander,

whom you yourself appointed,

released me at my request.

I told you, Comrade Commander ..

By the way, this… Jewess…

Tova, big-eyed.

She forgave me.

You can ask.

Well, let me stay with you!

- Look Queen, if anything...

OK. Go...

Stop.

Tell Rogov I need volunteers.

Five or six people who can shoot.

- Eat.

- Go.

Anya...

We need to distribute bags.

Families with small children.

For speed.

- Well... and I wanted to report, Comrade Kiselev.

The transfer has been made.

Losses - thirty-five people.

Killed and missing.

Well, mostly the elderly and children.

But if you didn't...

All in all...

I wanted to say that I was wrong. And I'm glad you...

In general, I'm glad that we broke away, left.

- Anya!

We have not left them.

- You must know. - they're following us.

- Behind us?

- Yes. Behind us.

- It's a war.

This is a military operation.

And we are part of it.

In war, the line is not chosen.

And the Jews here are not peaceful people.

They are killed by enemies. And that means they have to fight their enemies.

Their task is to survive and reach.

And there is no choice.

- There is a chance.

- Tova!

Can you talk?

- I can. - A treat?

- Can be?

Collected today.

Sour, but nothing.

- Can I?

- Yes.

A little.

Where are you from?

- I'm from Chisinau, from the capital of Soviet Moldova.

- And I'm from Nizhny Tagil. Understood?

This is such a city.

Nizhny Tagil.

They don't play violins there. They pour steel there.

Around, literally!

These pipes smoke! Huge stoves!

All faces are black. And the teeth are white.

That's how you walk down the street, think blacks...

- And we had a real Negro in the orchestra in Vienna.

- Listen, violinist.

Do you want more berries?

- No, thanks, very sour.

- Well, go ahead, take a walk.

We need to talk.

Tova, I will not hide.

I had one ride!

On the youngster stabbed one. Well… what happened, happened.

Well, then...

The plant poured steel.

Chauffeured the car.

Actually, I can do everything with my hands. Here, literally everything.

I can from metal... I can from wood...

I can do better with wood...

- My father was a carpenter.

- Yes? - There was a workshop in the town.

- So, I feel kindred spirits!

- And then the Russians came - took away.

- What was I talking about?

Yes. The commander and I are leaving now...

- Are you leaving? - Not for long.

We'll catch up with you soon...

So I…

In that sense...

Well, whatever you like, well..

Here, a gun.. Take it.

Well, all of a sudden...

Take it, take it

It's just everything. That's it, you cock.

So you aim.

This is how you shoot.

Here.

You, when you look at me, the ground floats under my feet.

So, don't look.

- Comrade volunteers, I'll see, not everyone here is of draft age.

Grandma, are these your grandchildren?

- Your grandmother is at home. On the stove!

These are my sons. Baruch and Shlomo...

- It's dark. Didn't notice.

We have grenades. Shleymo, show me.

Does he know how to deal with her?

- Don't worry. - He throws far.

He wants to throw for his dad.

For my older brother.

For all Koffmann.

For the whole town of Novogrudok, he wants to throw this grenade.

- Fine.

Comrades.

I need two who can shoot.

I can do everything, Comrade Commander!

Can you just show me how?

- There is a pipe, no tobacco.

Do you want to try? On the.

Once.

Cover with your finger.

- Tasty. Smells like wood.

- Here…

The most valuable thing I have.

I won't change for anything.

As for this Love...

Nobody's blaming you, child. You couldn't know.

But she's not a traitor.

I believe her.

- Did you often shoot, Comrade Rovner?

- Practically not much. But I can handle.

- Then why did you volunteer?

- I have a very large theoretical background, Comrade Kiselev.

As a mathematician, I am a ballistics specialist.

- Shoot without ballistics, Rovner.

If you think about ballistics, you will be quickly killed.

Just catch the German at gunpoint and shoot. As in a dash.

Agreed?

- Agreed.

- We call these bombs babies.

Comrade Commander.

And what will the groom be like in Hebrew?

You don't know?

Like the words were written down.

Ah?

- Husn.

Why do you want it?

Yes, just...

I think how they will have a groom?

Husn and husn.

- Comrades.

The strategic challenge is...

Ku...

The strategic challenge is...

Detain them as long as possible, until dark.

We act tactically as the Tatar-Mongolian cavalry.

They hit, they rolled back, they hit, they rolled back.

We don't take prisoners. We don't surrender ourselves.

- Any questions? - Eat.

- Cavalry, what is it?

- Cavalry, Shlomo, this is clearly not you.

Just throw grenades away.

And run after us.

- Victor! - Eh?

- Press the trigger...

Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet...

Like a girl touch...

Do you know how a girl touch?

- Don't know. They killed all of our girls.

I didn't have a girlfriend.

And it won't.

- Did you ask Allah?

- Not yet.

- Fool man.

Allah must be asked.

And the girl will be for you...

- Listen, Shlomo.

"How would you say 'bride' in your language?"

Bride... Well...

Well, the girl is so beautiful.

The guy wants to marry her.

He loves, you understand?

Well, here I am, the guy.

I want to get married.

Who are you then?

- I then…

Shlomo!

- It's not about you!

I'm the groom, it's...

- Husn. - Husn.

- Husn. Wow…

And you are the bride.

So how is it?

Listen, do you have brides?

- Aah! Kale.

- Kale? - Kale.

- Husn and kale.

Horror.

- Let's go to the second position!

- Let's go!

- They're running away.

Come on, Martin, catch up with them!

- Get ready!

Forward!

- Comrade Commander...

- Run!

Run, I said!

- Well done.

You threw well.

Like mum said...

- Yes. Like mum said.

We just won't take you down.

We can't.

You are big.

- I'm big. - Yes.

You mustn't go to them.

Understand?

It will be very bad.

Can you do it yourself?

Now you don't have to toss.

Just hold on.

- Just hold on.

- Just hold on, Shlomo...

- Comrade Kiselev.

Maybe his that...?

They're tormented.

- No.

He'll be fine.

Are we going to die too?

Perhaps, but not necessarily.

- Excuse me, Comrade Kiselev, but I'm scared.

- This is fine.

Everyone is scared.

When it's scary, you need to think about something good.

About the house...

About wife...

- About the wife? - About the wife.

- She left me.

When the Russians entered Vilna, she fled to Warsaw.

I said Hitler is there, where are you running to?

She said you are kind, but living with you is worse than with Hitler...

Here.

I thought good.

It didn't get any easier.

Do you have a wife?

- Not yet.

- Don't repeat my mistakes.

Choose a good girl for yourself.

- I will try.

- Sorry, but…

I didn't shoot at them, Comrade Kiselyov.

I couldn't... on people.

I'm very embarrassed. Sorry.

- It's clear.

Moshe!

You and Rovner run into the trench. Wait for us there.

- No. - That's an order! Run faster!

- All.

Queen.

You cover our right flank. I am left.

Yamambiev. Victor.

Blow here. Here is your position.

Get them very close. To be sure.

Then, into the trench.

- Clear? - Clear.

- Hold on.

- Rovner. Listen.

I'll be back, Rovner. Stay here. Understood?

Just be here!

- Think positive.

Think good.

And don't be afraid.

- They got me!

They got me!

I did!

- There are not very many of them, but they chose the place wisely.

- This is our zone. - There are no partisans here.

- It's hard to believe, but there was a Hasid with a grenade.

He blew up...

And he killed two.

Do you want me to report

that we couldn't catch up with two hundred Jews because we were

attacked by a Hasid with a grenade?

Martin, you were right.

They attacked us. They attacked.

- Nurse here! Faster!

- What?

- Postponed.

No, no one doubts that we are

dealing with an absolutely heroic case.

- So what?

- There are three main questions.

First, Kiselyov is a communist!

- Aaron! The communists fought against Hitler better than the socialists,

Zionists, monarchists, democrats combined.

- Noah, listen. Please.

- OK.

- Secondly. He was following orders from the command.

The order of command is an obstacle to the assignment of a rank.

- And if it was not comrade Voronyansky who ordered him, but the Lord God, what then?

- And most importantly - Tal.

His refusal to speak...

Creates doubts.

But he doesn't want to talk.

He will not.

- We put it here. Here. Like this.

Sorry.

- What to do?

Well, do you have to live?

You are not a horse.

You are a regimental horse!

- He is very indifferent, as if he had known each other for a long time...

... a folded boat.

And suddenly he fell on his stomach to the ground and clapped...

... and slapped the boat on the grass.

- Tova!

- I didn't see you. - I thought something happened.

Think...

To whom now give the gun?

- Nothing, let it stay with you for now.

- Yes.

- I want to marry you, Tova...

I want to be your husn.

And you will be my kale!

Right?

Accept...

... as a token of my love.

From me.

- Husn. - Yes.

- When?

- Now.

Why pull something?

Well, we can tomorrow.

Kiselev will marry us.

As a commander, he has the right.

He's not my leader.

This is impossible. No. It is forbidden.

- Why not?

I'm lucky. They definitely won't kill me.

I will be with you for the rest of my life.

I love you very much, Tova.

I don't know how it happened...

- You are Russian.

- It's not scary if I marry a Jewess for you.

- You are Russian. And I'm Jewish.

- Didn't understand.

So yes or no?

- No.

- In what sense - no?

Dont go? Don't want husn?

- You don't understand anything at all?

- Yes, I understand everything.

- Get the gun! - Take it.

- OK. May you have it for now.

Listen, let the cards say!

If it's an ace, we'll get married.

Let's?

Well, I beg you...

Well, draw a card.

Any.

Pull.

Do?

- Ace?

- Queen.

- Just a witch.

- On Friday morning, two challahs could be baked,

to put them on a white sheet in the evening.

Light the Shabbat candles.

Read the prayer.

Did your wife bake challah?

- No.

She worked at a watch factory with me.

She was the director's secretary.

The director was German.

But she...

Chose me.

- Doesn't she regret it?

How do you think?

I was a furendo specialist...

Leading specialist, the pride of the factory.

If you had a decent watch...

You would understand me.

- Yes.

I don't have a decent watch.

And inappropriate ones too.

- I'll tell you more...

If not for Hitler...

A year or two...

And I would already be the owner of a watch shop.

I'll tell you more...

All this...

The situation with the Jews...

It's simple...

Nicht fersteen.

Misunderstanding.

Germany was on the right track.

Ja, ja.

- You know, Isaac.

It's a pity...

That your wife didn't bake challah for you.

You would be a little smarter.

- I wanted Anna to tell you everything.

In your own language.

- No need.

Did he do well?

For dad? For a sister?

- For everyone.

- Did you throw it far?

- Very much, Nehama.

He threw the best.

If you need volunteers, let me know.

We will go.

I and Boruch.

And all of us.

- There is no food at all.

- There is nothing to pay for food. Jews gave everything...

- If Moshe killed Schmucker. maybe it will be easier...

- Maybe he killed... - Maybe it's easier...

Only this girl, Lyuba, or not Lyuba,

Spy, I think.

She ran away at night

and in the morning the Germans came.

And he protects her.

- Get up. We can't wait for you.

- I can't take it any more, sorry.

Something with the leg.

- OK. I'll bring the doctor right now.

- Don't, Comrade Kiselyov.

I will not go. I can't do it any more. I don't want to suffer.

I want to stay here.

We're almost halfway through.

- No more strength. - I beg you.

This is all.

I will not go. I don't want to.

Excuse me.

- What is your name?

- Brian. Brian Golts.

- Brian, I can offer you a choice.

Stay here, or near the village.

Here you can starve to death or...

You can be eaten by wild animals.

And near the village, perhaps someone will save you.

But rather, they will give it to the Germans.

- Wild animals are better.

Though both cases are as good as my life, son.

I'm staying here.

- Here, take it.

Everything there is.

Suddenly, the partisans will save you.

The main thing is not to lose hope.

- I wish you a good journey.

I wish you all get there.

And if along the way you meet my children, my grandchildren...

Tell them that Briana Goltz...

He loves them very much.

He loves them very much.

Misses them very much.

And I would love to see them.

But she has no strength.

She has no power at all...

Remember.

Brian Goltz from Pinsk.

Yes, God bless you.

- You from los? Why are you looking at me like that?

- I want you all to die.

You and your wife, German bitch.

And your children.

- What does she say?

- Nothing. She is crazy.

You are crazy!

I will complain to Comrade Kiselyov!

Everything is fine. Give me a dress.

- I'm coming!

- Get up!

Get up, you'll be cold.

- Let's go, go, go, go...

- Hand, hand, come on!

- Give me a hand!

- OK! OK!

- Well, will you marry me?

- No.

- What if I were a Jew?

- Jews "If" - does not happen.

Let it go!

- So cold.

- What happened? Let me help!

- Hey, get it out!

- Quiet! I'm begging you, please calm down.

H-h... Hush, hush, hush...

Please, be quiet. All. W-w-w... W-w...

- Do something!

Everyone dies because of her!

- She's a child. She doesn't understand.

- We all have children.

Make her shut up. Or I will!

Hey, do something. Please. I beg you!

Bertha!

H-h-h... Hush!

I asked you to be quiet!

I asked you to be quiet!

Quiet! I asked you to be quiet!

I asked you... be quiet!

I asked you... be quiet!

- Are you out of your mind?

Get up...

Are you crazy?

She is crying...

Cries all the time.

- Don't be afraid of me. Don't Cry.

I will not offend you.

Are you afraid to sit in a bag?

Won't you cry in your arms?

Right?

Come with me? Want?

Or will you stay with your dad?

- Come on... That's right.

W-w-w... Dad is well. Just tired.

Tell him you won't cry. And all will be well.

- My God…

Daughter…

I'm just tired…

Please forgive me.

- The Rebbe asks, Erchik-Perchik, give me an example of an allegory with a decrease.

Rebbe, kiss me on the back and a little lower.

Here's an example for you.

- Bolushe!

- When did it happen?

- Twelve days ago he was hooked by a fragment.

- The hand didn't fall off at all, that's good.

Let's see what happens in two days.

Go.

Anya, the guy has gangrene.

I have nothing but saline solution.

It means nothing at all.

- What to do?

- Heh! Good question.

Good question, that's good.

When there is nothing, sugar can help.

There is no sugar.

Sugar can stop gangrene.

I have not tried, but there is such a practise.

Just half a kilo of sugar.

- Only half a kilo?

Anzl!

Three kilograms of sugar is one cow. Or lots of gold.

What else can be done?

- What to do I said.

Look for a cow, look for gold, look for sugar, look for something.

Well, or pray that the very passed.

- Moshe.

I asked everyone. Nobody has. Only you.

Help. Give me gold.

- What gold?

- Do you have. I have seen. Here.

Round gold. You look through it at the sky.

Do you think no one sees?

- I can't.

No! I can't.

My son is not well.

We need sugar. Anzl said sugar could help.

Help me!

Give it to me.

You stole it! You stole it along with your Luba!

You are with her!

You didn't give up!

He hides it!

You are with her!

Comrade partisans! Comrade Kiselev!

He has gold!

Let him give it back, Comrade Kiselyov!

Comrade Anzl!

- Do you have gold?

- I won't give up.

I'm... It's not gold. This was given to me by my father. I can't. I won't give up. This is my family.

- Kiselev, let him show!

- Show me what You got?

- I can't... - Show me!

- I can't give it away.

- Just show me.

I will give it back.

- What's this?

Watch?

- No, it's an astrolabe, a complex astronomical mechanism.

Dear thing, Comrade Kiselev.

- Is this gold?

- Probably gold.

- Anzl, will this really help?

- May I help.

- Kiselev!

You said you would return!

Everyone heard! You said you would return!

- For beef carcass,

goose fat half a litre,

bag of wheat flour

half a bag of rye.

- Almost full! What half bag?

Half bag of rye.

Two bags of potatoes and two bags of crackers,

I have received full payment in

occupation marks, three hundred

and partisan mare.

- What did you call her? - Yes, no way. Mare and mare.

- You yourself are a mare! Good mare.

- A partisan mare.

In exchange for a pound of sugar

I received a round golden thing...

- With Hebrew letters... - Not parts!

- I promise not to sell it.

And return in exchange for a kilo of sugar at the end of the war.

- At the end of the war... The war can go on for another ten years...

- Will not be.

We will win first.

- We'll win...

What is the exact time frame?

- Okay, write...

Deadline - after the end of the war,

but not before 10 years.

- What?

You said ten years yourself. - Then the bag!

Bag of sugar! And that's it!

- OK. Write a bag.

- Well, look, you will return without a bag, I will sell it!

- I'll come back.

I will not forget you.

You me, most importantly, remember...

Number, signature.

- Hold it tight, Abraham.

With all my might. It will hurt a lot.

It hurts good.

Living hurts. The dead don't hurt.

And you, fighter, be patient.

- Everything is fine. Fine.

All, all, all, all...

- He lost consciousness.

- Should help.

- That's moss. - Moss.

- Should help.

- I told you that this pipe. - the most expensive thing for me?

Hold on.

This is not for you, Moshe. It's a pledge.

The simplest example of economic relations.

The way to ensure the obligations assumed.

Take it.

I will return the astrolabe.

Not right now. But I'll return. I promise.

And this is a pledge.

- Mr Tal.

This is Noah Goldberg.

From the Holocaust Remembrance Centre.

We cannot reach you.

And you don't open doors for our messengers.

- Hello.

- This is Moshe Tal. Are you Noah?

- Yes. Yes. Hello Mr Tal.

- I want to know…

This one, Kiselev...

Is he alive?

- Unfortunately, he died. For a long time.

- And the family?

- Yes. He was married.

Two children.

- Wife?

Children.

You can only be happy for him.

- Mr Tal. I can come to you at any time to talk.

He saved hundreds of people from death. And you included.

Is not it?

- Yes, not so! Why dig into it?

To plant another tree?

- A lot of trees - this is a woods. - This woods protects our life.

- Only mine did not protect.

No need to go!

I have nothing to say!

- I ask you to.

- Why did they bring me here?

- I promised...

that you will see your family soon.

- My family?

Lord, God!

This is true?

Where are they?

You will see them very soon.

But before...

You must return to the woods, to your Jews.

And help us catch them.

- Are you joking?

They will kill me right away!

For what?

I am your most valuable agent!

You yourself spoke!

And where can I find them?

They are very close.

In the Sirotkino area.

They go to the Surazh Gate.

And there is no other way.

But I don't want to run into an ambush of cunning Maccabees again.

I want,

for you to find them.

And told us where they are.

We'll be there.

- Why do you need them?

Ernst?

Why do you need them?

You've already killed so much.

Let these go!

Do you want me to take a photo of your family?

And instead of that

Such!

Do you want to or not?

- No.

- Communication is established, Herr Hauptsturmführer.

- Yes.

Get dressed.

I'll be right back.

Moshe!

Dina!

Moshe!

Moshe!

Dina!

Moshe!

Dina!

Dina?

- God.

- Dina! Dina!

- Are you alive…

Are you alive.

Quiet! Do you hear?

We will run away.

We will find your brother.

And we will always be together as one family. Do you hear?

Me, you and Moshe!

- Comrade Rebbe.

I want to marry Tova Lipnitskaya from Zhydomlya.

She is agree.

Only if it is according to Jewish law.

Comrade Kiselev does not mind. He will be my witness.

Comrade Anya will be the bride's witness.

- Do you have everything for this?

- Yes. Has already…

Hup

...and a ring.

Very beautiful.

The day has already been set. Tomorrow.

You can? Free tomorrow?

Two witnesses, break a glass

say Mazal Tov!

Everything is.

- And what - you are a Jew, is there?

- Certainly…

Of course, a Jew.

Jewish father.

I can't provide any documents right now.

Grew up in an orphanage.

But a Jew, a Jew.

One hundred percent.

- A Jew is considered by his mother.

- So is the mother of a Jew.

That Jewish...

Pure Jewish. Net.

There… no doubt at all.

- Can anyone confirm?

- Certainly…

Comrade Kiselyov can confirm.

Is that enough?

Comrade Kiselev...

- Comrade Baksht ..

Or maybe we are like...

Without it...

How else...

- No.

Then yes.

This...

No.

- Tova...

If you insist...

Alexander is ready to make...

Covenant...

As the Rebbe said.

- Is he ready for Brice?

For me?

Did he say it himself?

- Tova, he's ready for anything.

But I asked to be postponed.

- A wedding? - Not really…

- This…

Covenant.

Anzl says that apart from the anthill, he cannot offer any

other method of disinfection.

But in this case, the anthill, it is...

It's not very good, you know.

But the Queen is ready for the anthill.

In general, at your discretion.

- Yoni!

Tell...

Would you like to play at my wedding?

- Certainly.

- Then tomorrow.

I'm getting married...

For the queen...

- For the Queen? Tomorrow?

- In the morning.

The Rebbe said you can't get married on Shabbat

on Rosh-Shon, on Yom-Kippur, on Shoves, all week Sukes all week Paysah

on the days of fasting, mourning, on the seventeenth of Tammuz, on all the days of Bein-Metzorim,

the ninth Av, the third Tishrei, the tenth Teveth, the fast of Esther, the days of counting the Omer…

And tomorrow morning just right.

- Stay where you are.

Take off your cap.

Put on a kippah.

- Drink.

- To me.

- Arey hell...

- Arey hell...

- Arey hell... - Arey hell...

- Mikudyshes. - Mikudyshes.

- Liebe tobas.

- Liebe tobas.

- Jacquidas. - Jacquidas.

- Mikudysh.

- Mazal Tov.

Yes, we wrote it.

Or rather, our uncle.

But that was three years ago.

Yosya, do you hear?

- I hear.

- It says you found it.

- It says "maybe".

But our uncle wrote it.

- So ask him.

- We can't do it any more. He died.

- Listen,

can you draw it?

Try it.

Maybe she has some individual characteristics?

Maybe we can find it? If her uncle found her.

- And what did you write?

Toledo. City in Spain.

It was written there.

She is from there.

- Lord, of course!

Toledo! I remembered!

Jewish astrolabe from Toledo! Uncle spoke!

Lord, of course!

Single copy!

Now we'll take it out!

Now!

- Well, is she there?

- Now! One minute!

Astrolabe from Toledo. Here!

America. Antique showroom in Brighton.

Astrolabe from Toledo.

Approximately the fourteenth century!

If it has not been sold yet - twenty thousand dollars and the whole conversation!

- That's not her.

- How not she? Why not her?

- Star of David…

In the centre of the circle. But here she is not.

- Mister Tal!

I saw her!

This astrolabe! Exactly her.

With Magendovid in the centre.

- Where? When?

- In Herzliya. About a year ago.

I kept a workshop there.

- Who did you see?

- A young couple came to me.

They asked if the arrows could be restored.

They were broken there.

To be honest, I'm not sure they knew exactly what it was. But I asked

them for an address just in case.

- Is the address saved?

- Certainly.

- A little more before that barn.

- Miriam… - What?

- I have to go.

I have to find Moshe.

I won't come with you.

You have some food.

Back with Moshe...

And we will always be together.

Like one family.

And we will never be apart.

You must sleep.

Sleep and we'll be back.

Sleep, and we're already here.

Just don't go anywhere.

Wait for us here.

- Dina... Dina...

- I'll bring Moshe.

He will rejoice.

Will hug you.

Will be happy.

Go to sleep.

- Moshe...

This is Luba. Don't stop, don't look at me...

Miriam is alive... I found her.

- She is with me. - Where is she?

- Don't stop.

We must fall behind.

- Moshe. You are alive.

God saved you.

We need to run.

- Wait... What's wrong with Miriam? Where is she?

- She's alive, Moshe. I hid her.

Schmuecker had it, I stole it.

How about Schmucker? Is he alive?

- Alive!

You don't believe me?

I have her picture..

I stole it. Here look!

She is waiting for us, Moshe! Got to run.

The Germans will be here soon!

They will kill everyone, Moshe. I am begging you!

- What are you doing here, Luba?

- Don't shoot! Comrade Kiselev!

Don't shoot! Please! She knows where my sister is!

Please don't shoot! Just don't shoot! I ask!

- What are you doing here?

- She... She was looking for me.

She said the Germans were close.

- Where close?

- I don't know.

I really don't know.

I ran away from them!

Schmucker said he knew where you were. And where are you going...

- Said to whom? You?

- I did not betray anyone! - I came to Moshe!

I have his sister! She is waiting for us!

I didn't betray anyone!

I saved his sister...

- Please don't s...

- Lie down!

- Kiselev!

Love!

Love...

Love...

She alone knew...

He knew where my sister was...

- Lie down! Lie down!

- Kaminsky, Rogov, follow me!

- Lie down!

- Maccabees are not visible.

- They have nowhere to go.

If they run at you, just shoot and push.

- Stop, damn it!

- Kaminsky... - Eh?

Is there no other way to the other side?

- No.

Only the bridge.

- And if you wade?

- I don't know, Brother.

- Maybe the bridge to jerk?

- Explosives are not enough.

We won't blow up the bridge.

We can do a tank.

- We have to cross the bridge!

You can't fall behind!

We can't come back for you!

Try to be on time!

Let's go ahead!

Forward! Forward!

Lie!

- Nehama.

Did you eat buns from Isturovo in your place?

Why do we need strangers? - We have our own.

- Forward! Went! Forward!

Forward!

- Cheerful rain of May - We prayed for him,

You see, dear, Spilled on the hills.

And in the blue storm that greedily beckons the eye,

Only happiness grows, Love lives in space.

- Children.

Look for the father.

Excuse me.

- And thousands of seals have sealed our union.

In the woods, on a free slope, In the bushes, in the shelter of the muses,

In the caves under the rocks, In the gorges on the river,

Where Cupid himself before us Walked with a torch in his hand.

Look, the bush kolko around the church wove a namet,

Where the woeful tree grows on the mound.

And where, to the dear homeland Calling our mortal gaze...

- Native graves They talk about the eternal.

Are you German?

- No.

I'm Jewish.

- Andrea! Andrea!

- Why are you looking at me like that?

- If you want a child to look like a husband,

you have to watch all the time.

- Went!

The Rebbe asks:

Erchik Perchik,

Why weren't you at school yesterday?

And he:

I've been to the cinema.

And there was a movie "Ataman Benditsky".

- What's this?

- An anecdote about Erchik Perchik.

Probably very funny...

Too bad I don't understand Romanian...

And Erchik Perchik - who is this?

- Don't know.

I didn't get to ask...

- Is this your address?

- Hello...

- I haven't seen you before.

Do you live here?

- No no.

We also recently arrived here.

From Boston. Do you know this city?

- Heard of it.

- What is your name?

- Dina.

- Dina?

Why…

Dina?

- In honour of my grandmother's sister.

How about you?

- Moshe.

Moshe Tal.

And your grandmother...

Where?

- In America. She lived in Russia before.

And then she went to America.

- One?

- Yes.

She had them all killed.

You don't know, do you?

There was a war in Russia.

- Do you have anyone else?

- Full.

- Dina.

Dina.

- If you want to help, come with me.

See how small it is?

This is a palm tree.

Mum gave it to me.

It will be like that.

When I will be like you.

Okay, Moshe, I'll run.

Come.

You will help me.

Will you come?

- I will come.

- Hello.

- Noah.

This is Moshe Tal.

I will talk about Kiselev.

- In exchange for a pound of sugar, I received a golden thing

with Hebrew letters.

- Further.

- I promise not to sell it.

and return in exchange for one sack of sugar.

The term is ten years after the end of the war.

- You see, it happened early.

... all workers. A woman in our country has every right on

an equal footing with a man, goes toe-to-toe with him in all areas.

Participates in state and public life...

- Where are the arrows, figurines?

There was nothing, she was like that.

There was nothing. She was like that.

- You see, Queen.

The contract should always describe the subject matter of the contract in detail.

More...

To avoid discrepancies and the desire to cheat.

- It was necessary to sew them on then instead of sugar.

- Well, okay, what is there. Who will remember the old...

Comrade Kiselev...

Here on the farm they found a girl.

Without documents.

Well, just when you were here.

Maybe from yours?

Oh, it's not far from here. Sanko's.

They just hide from her.

- Go.

- What are you?

I didn't think I could come back...

She is here somewhere...

My queen.

Big-eyed.

- Hello...

The neighbours said that in the summer of forty-two you picked up a girl.

- Yes.

- Her name is Miriam. Surname Tal.

This is their family heirloom. Take it.

Take it, take it.

Save. This is their family heirloom.

- Do you think she is?

- Her face. I remember the photo.

So I gave him back the deposit.

Maybe he will call me, someday...