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ARMENFILM

THE LONELY NUT-TREE (by Vardges Petrosyan)

Screenplay: Arnold Aghababov, Frunze Dovlatyan

Director: Frunze Dovlatyan

Cinematography: Albert Yavuryan

Art Direction: Rafael Babayan

Music: Martin Vardazaryan

Sound Department: Iren Ordukhanyan, Agata Vanunts

Camera: Stepan Ormanyan, Alexander Davtyan

Dresses: Gohar Isayan Makeup: Poghos Aschyan

Editors: Galina Miloserdova, Sofia Gabrielyan

Assistants: F.Abgaryan, A.Dovlatyan, G.Grigoryan, H.Mnatsakanyan

Assistants: G.Stepanyan, A.Stepanyan, A.Zohrabyan, M.Nasoyan, A.Sargsyan

Shot Composition: G. Zaytsev, E.Malikov

Sculptor: Y. Petrosyan Photographer: H. Melikyan

Lights: R. Kirakosyan

Script and Continuity Department: Evert Payazat

Management: Martun Ghazaryan

Symphonic Orchestra of Goskino USSR Conductor: E. Khachaturyan

Starring: Armen Dzhigarkhanyan, Frunze Dovlatyan

Sona: Aneta Harutyunyan Levon: Vladimir Kocharyan

Navasard: Nikoghayos Yeghiazaryan

Artashes Mneyan(old): Suren Hovhannisyan Artashes Mneyan: Rudolf Ghevondyan

Sahak Kamsaryan(young): Mikael Dovlatyan

Haykanush: Verjaluys Mirijanyan Ohan: Rafael Atoyan

Ephrem: Sergei Cholakhyan Gayane: Julietta Avakyan

Armen: Hovhannes Vanyan

Aram Varduni: Mihran Kechoghlyan Safaryan: Zhora Movsisyan

Voskanyan: Henrik Alaverdyan

Antonyan: Levon Sharafyan Amatuni: R. Harutyunyan

Maran: Sh. Grigoryan Ashotik: Samvel Ivanyan

Hovsep: Nerses Hovhannisyan "Stain" Sirak: L. Davtyan

Teacher: B. Ovchyan Sanoyan: Gagik Adilkhanyan

Katya: I. Manuylova Vram: R. Gasparyan

Mariam: Zh. Grigoryan District Commitee secretary: A. Batikyan

M.Karapetyan, A.Abelyan, N.Khojayan A.Margaryan, G.Sargsyan, N.Martirosyan

A.Mnatsakanyan, A.Amirkhanyan, O.Gobenko A.Hambaryan, A.Santrosyan, A.Ghazazyan

Teacher, a bit faster, please!

Haven't you touched the stone, boy?

No! We've only cleaned the letters.

Run... Run...

Navo says, the letters ours, but it's not written like ours...

And I've read it... Lernasar... The name of our village...

Honestly, I've read it...

Navo!

We've arrived...

- Have you dug these also from here? - Yes!

The letters seem ours, but it's not written like ours...

Give me your hand!

See!

Let's see what you've discovered...

[Grabar / classical Armenian] By God's will and... His grace...

I came to this place in 982...

In the year 982...

I saw the plentiful forest...

And the fertile ground...

For our daily bread.

And founded this village...

So there will live people and work...

And prosper by sweat of their brow...

This blessed land.

And named this village Lernasar...

And named this village Lernasar!

As this place...

Is located in the mountains. (The word "Lernasar" means mountainous)

Prince Smbat, sanctified by the nation.

Smbat the Great.

It's ours, Navasard, ours indeed!

You don't imagine, what you've just found.

Safaryan thinks he's a wizard...

He flicked his wand, and the Lernasar is gone...

He disconnected the landline phone too!

Listen, brother Navasard...

Let's gather Lernasar people scattered around the world and...

Celebrate the jubilee of the village...

I was telling, wasn't I... That our Lernasar should have a passport...

What do you say now, Comrade Safaryan?

Do you hear? Do you hear, Comrade Safaryan?

Do you hear?!

Safaryan is listening!

- Listen, Lendrush... - Hello!

A new district secretary would come, what are we going to answer him?

- Sign, Comrade Safaryan, sign here! - You still haven't got what a plan is!

4000 eggs, that's it!

Then, don't you eat an omelet this year! Nothing won't happen to you...

Wait, wait! What was it, that you gave?

- This? - Give me!

I'm requesting to restore temporarily 1 unit staff in the village Lernasar.

Listen, Comrade Babayan...

- Are you kidding us? What Lernasar? - Why, Comrade Safaryan?

Which relative this time are you arranging a job for, Nansen?

- What's this? - Comrade Safaryan!

Order the lieutenant Antonyan...

To personally take all these letters and telegrams to the Lernasar...

These two telegrams personally to you, please!

Sign!

I'm Arranging a job for my relative, am I?

Arranging a job for my relative?!

Wait, wait! Why are you both shouting?

Congratulations on my native Lernasar's glorified jubilee...

The millennial anniversary.

The inscription stone you've found is...

The evidence of a centuries-old cultural heritage in this region.

I'll do anything possible, to be present in the celebration.

Academician, Galust Gabrielyan!

What stone? What jubilee?

What did you come up with, Comrade Nansen?

Antonyan, say something!

I'm so delighted on the occasion of my native village jubilee.

Unfortunately, I can't come on 26th...

But when I find time, I'll definitely come.

General-lieutenant Akopov.

26th? What 26? In which month 26th?

Antonyan? 26th of this month?

Say something! Why are you silent?

What to say...

Regular tricks of the Lernasar teacher Sahak Kamsaryan...

He found a stone, says it's a millennial stone with old inscriptions...

Brother! What inscription?

What inscription? Where were you looking at that time?

Nobody is disallowed to discover antiquities...

Nobody? What about organizing jubilees?

Our country is something else...

Everywhere you step is some jubilee going on...

Do you imagine what it will be?

Academicians, journalists, generals...

Will come, get together... Someone should look after them...

After all, there are rules, orders, laws...

These kind of things people consider in five-year plans...

What are you composing...

- Jubilee! - Me?

No, me!

You can't even take out one Kamsaryan from the village...

Listening, Comrade Safaryan!

Connect Lernasar from headquarters!

You personally ordered me to disconnect Lernasar's phones, Sos Minasovich!

Personally ordered...

You only think about your curves... Spring has sprung...

Is spring here, isn't it? Go out!

- Lieutenant Antonyan! - I am here, here...

Quickly find Mihran Voskanyan!

Let him respond, after all, he is the president of that collective farm.

It's not the first time we warned this Kamsaryan...

Enough Kamsaryan, Kamsaryan!

- Your Kamsaryan is just a demagogue... - So now...

- It's Voskanyan... - Well...

See, how confused he is...

Writing letters...

Inviting...

Who does such a thing, teacher?!

Tell me, where will you meet them?

Where will you settle them? In this ruined village?!

And you, mind where you digging!

Found a stone... Archeologist...

Give me something to drink, my throat is dry...

Lernasar, Lernasar... So what?

Only the name remained... And I...

President of the collective farm, i.e. the king of ruins...

Mihran Voskanyan...

Like the king Artavazd... Here...

What was Artavazd saying to his dying father?

Dad, if you're leaving, leave! You are doing the right thing!

A country, people...

You're taking with you all... How shall I reign...

- In these ruins... - Whom shall I reign in these ruins...

I know!

We had one respectable, humanist king...

And took him to the mount Ararat...

And chained him for saying the right thing...

So, you can take and chain now...

I said my opinion!

Sona!

- We need one more letter to write... - Dad...

This will be the last one!

Write! To Artashes Mneyan, Irkutsk...

There's an address there...

We should tell him the truth...

He's not like others...

Write! Dear Artashes... No!

My brother Artashes...

Already 35 years...

I'm cursing that day, when you left the village...

Due to the deceiver Sirak Aghayan...

I can't keep up with you, Dad...

...when you left the village due to the deceiver Sirak Aghayan...

But this letter is not about this...

Sirak escaped from the village right after you...

Because nobody from peasants wanted to see him...

Now listen, as I should tell a sad thing...

Our village does not exist...

Lernasar does not exist...

They closed the Lernasar...

There are Ephrem and Ohan remained in the village...

You know them, like before...

They resent and atone every day...

You remember Razmik...

Now he has a large family...

The only person who enlarges his farm...

Our Maran with her grandson...

Her daughter left the child to mother and went to the town...

The grandson of a blacksmith Baghdasar, Navasard, who's a blacksmith too...

What to do if there's no smithery...

Now he's the nature protector Navo...

He also doesn't know from whom he protects...

Gayane, the daughter of Asanet is also in the village...

You won't remember her...

Poor woman buried her only child recently...

So that's all we are, Artashes...

Write! Come back if you can!

Today I will tell you about one of the most beloved heroes of...

Our national epic "David of Sassoun"...

About the Ohan of Great Voice... Thanks, Ashotik, sit down!

The Ohan of Great Voice, unlike the other epic heroes...

Doesn't look for heroic battles...

The thrill and worries of the entire humanity are on his mighty shoulders...

On the chestnut horse, he whistles everywhere and asks everyone: People...

What are you doing? What are you busy with?

Among all the feats of the humanity, the Ohan of Great Voice chooses...

The goodness and the prudence...

That's why, the national legend has gifted him a powerful sonorous voice...

So everyone can hear him...

And when the enemy tossed David in the pit by deception...

The mighty wave of Ohan's voice reached to the David, and...

He became powerful... He broke the millstone which was closing the pit...

And released from captivity...

People!

What are you doing?

What are you busy with?

People! What are you doing?

What are you busy with?

See from the window...

You all know our lonely nut-tree...

The legend says...

That the Ohan of Great Voice planted it...

He planted and said...

The nut-tree will grow...

Its roots will reach...

To the heart of the Earth...

Ashotik?

- Where are you? - Does Ohan of Great Voice...

Wander all over the world nowadays and ask questions?

Hey, Navo!

What's up?

Have you seen my father?

He's gone to that side...

- Vram? - What?

I heard you're getting married... Is that true?

Mind your business!

Reading Samuel (by Raffi, 1886)...

By preaching humility...

By preaching mildness...

They were killing the brave spirit of the people...

Father, here you are... Sat and reading a book here...

People came and asked what to do...

I told you a thousand times, son...

Until I'm alive, I won't move...

After the wedding, take your young wife...

And move, good luck!

The in-laws came and wanted to know how many people to call. And you?

Do not worry... About my moving, son...

After I read this book...

Ah, God, I'll die...

I won't keep you in the village any longer...

It's not a wedding, it's a funeral...

Until I'm alive, My lover, I'm yours...

What else I can do...

Come to my garden... Smells like I don't know what...

I'll play for you on my saz... The state invented this for a job...

Will play with entreaty... Then why shove it everywhere?

Untill I'm alive, I'm yours... Wait!

- What are you looking for? - Nothing... Wait a moment!

Wait a minute!

What are you looking at?

Where's the other one...

- There it is! - See!

Lernasar is near...

Prepare the money! I'm your captive...

Wow! Isn't this Antonyan?

Yes, it's Antonyan! Dive!

- Take your feet... - Bend over!

He'll get us into trouble one day...

Why didn't he go by the edge of the gorge?

I don't know...

Sister! Please, take your feet from there!

Sister! They are tomatoes, you'll mash them!

Ahh, if I only could!

Take your feet a bit!

Take your feet, you're breaking mine!

- What a... - Comrade Antonyan...

If you'll meet a demon in the Lernasar, don't wonder, greet him and pass!

Hey! Navo!

Hey! What's up?

Where can the teacher Kamsaryan be?

What's the business with Kamsaryan?

Listen...

Our former villager Haykanush came from Tsaghkashen and asked...

What should they do if their Apo dies?

He says that only Kamsaryan knows where's the grave of their family...

Apo has died already?

No, she says "when he will die"...

Darn, you!

I don't get it! Is Kamsaryan a priest to arrange places for the dead?

Aren't you ashamed, you heretic?

- We'll all be on the other side. - No, I'm not ashamed!

This one's Saribekyans'...

And this one is Mneyans', Artashes'...

Alas! Artashes... Where's he now...

These are relatives from grandmother's side...

And these are Aghayans...

The family of that "Stain" Sirak, Shmavon was the last one...

Hasn't that "Stain" kicked the bucket yet?

Sirak won't die that easy...

- Isn't it this one? Huh? - Huh?

I don't know...

- Shall I dig? - Yes, dig!

Wait! What are you digging?

It's ours, ours! Won't you see, Sahakyans'?

Nothing is written there...

Nothing is written...

Everyone is here besides ours...

This one is Mamikonyans'...

And this one is Poghosyans'...

What a people...

Got distracted once, you're not the owner of your grave anymore...

Wait, wait... See...

Indeed!

Well... It is here...

- It's here... - And where's the stone?

Ah, Haykanush... Nobody died in your family in last 100 years...

The stone is under the ground, one edge is here, another one is there...

Navo, dig!

- Ah... Ah...

- Dig! - So he should lie here... Wait!

So, here should live... lie my unlucky Apo?

- Yes, here here... - Ah...

Ah... My poor Apo!

My unblessed Apo!

I'd rather go blind than to see your grave, Apo Jan!

Haykanush!

- My unlucky Apo Jan... - Apo is still alive, isn't he?

Mind what you are saying!

He called me and told me...

"Go to the Lernasar and find my grave!"

- "I'm dying now!"

The Lernasar is closed, and the telephone is cut...

"Hurry up! Find my place!"

"While the teacher Kamsaryan hasn't left the Lernasar"

Ah... I love your understanding, Apo Jan!

And I said, "Why?"

"Is the Tsaghkashen ground worse?"

"Lie there peacefully..."

"And this unlucky girl will be next to you!"

"No!", he says...

"There's a teacher Kamsaryan in the Lernasar..."

"He won't let my grave disappear..."

I say, "Is Kamsaryan a night demon... or a pigeon... or an owl?"

"To sit on these ruins all day and night..." Answer!

Soon Kamsaryan will die too...

What will be then?

Talk about you, woman! Why do you target Kamsaryan?

Ah, Razmik Jan, you're OK with it...

You have a house in the Lernasar...

You have a house in the Tsaghkashen too...

People say, that you built a house in Yerevan...

They say, what can I do...

You'll be buried wherever you want...

Darn your belief...

- I should mind my words... - What's going on here?

Apo has died!

Witch!

Don't you get upset, Comrade Kamsaryan!

They have cut the telephone, they will cut the lights too...

Soon the Lernasar will be covered by thorns...

How will I reach my father's grave by my "rheumatised" feet?

Ah! Ah, my prince Apo...

My Armenian king Apo, Ah!

What happened to you?

The words she's saying...

Curse words...

Curse words...

Hello, Razmik!

I'm returning from the town.

Were you at your student son's?

Yes, I was at Arto's...

And now he wants to marry...

Not a single coin earned this son of a bitch...

Carrying him now and carry his brat after 9 months too...

Town girls have got prettier, what can poor boys do...

These "pretties" are nothing compared with you...

You got thicker... Are you pregnant?

From whom?

Has any man remained in the village?!

From you, maybe?!

I'd better do my laundry, Razmik!

And I will return your debt in two days.

Forget about debt!

A man has come to your house, move, give him something to drink...

Go! Go, Razmik!

You're not a man I can let you into my house...

So you don't consider me as a man...

The will is yours...

That would be good for both of us...

What have you become...

Little Gayane...

That he also gives it a try...

Hello, teacher!

I have a business with you...

Could you please give me some money?

I'll return soon...

200 roubles...

I do! Why not...

I understand...

You need new clothes...

No.

I borrowed some for my daughter's grave...

OK...

Let's go home, the money is there...

You'll make a coffee for me. Some say, that you're good at it...

Sona went to the town, to his brother...

Let's go.

We'll drink a coffee together...

And you too...

Teacher! I'll wait here!

And the coffee for another time...

OK...

Cherry tree! Cherry tree, I'm the swallow!

I'm doing the third spin! The criminal hasn't been found!

Swallow! Swallow! I'm the hawk, I'm the hawk!

Continue! Continue! It's not possible, check again!

Navo! This doctor "Zapo" came again.

Shame on you, Ashotik! Don't say "Zapo"!

Doctor Malkhasyan...

Let me! They'll see!

- Who will see? - Who will see, who will see...

The Silent Mountain will see... Behold!

If it is silent, it's secretive...

No! Some say it'll talk one day...

Who? Again your father's tales?

When will all these end? I don't have a patience anymore!

I'll go to your farther and talk in another way...

I come and go already 5 years... It's not a thing, is it?

Was there a difficult surgery during the night?

Yes, there was. There was a girl. 16 years old, appendix inflammation...

They brought her by these rugged paths...

Sona Jan, life depends on many silly things...

A piece of the body explodes, the man is gone...

Instead of...

Building our house, raising the kids...

We play the tales of our ancestors like "The Silent Mountain"...

Let's go!

Levon!

Let's go!

Let's go!

I don't get it... We're in the mountains instead of an apartment in the city...

We should leave here and live like a human being...

Who wants to live here, the key is under the doorstep...

Forgive us, we couldn't stand it...

I always wanted to enter this house, but...

The key is under the doorstep, get it!

I know, I've read it too... Were these sisters here, or is this a tale too?

They were...

They packed and left within a night...

Where?

Nobody knows...

Some say they were living by hope, that the grooms will appear here...

But they didn't appear...

I don't get, why did you bring me here?

One can get insane in this Lernasar...

Do you know...

Some say, the sisters return here...

Once a year...

Are we entering this hopeless house or not?

Try!

Sona!

Someone comes here anyway...

Levon! What are you doing, Levon?

Levon...

Ah, Levon! Levon! What are you doing, Levon?

Levon!

- Mama! Mama! - What's wrong with you?

Why you brought me here?

Sona, why you brought me here?

I don't want another's life...

You martyred and want me to be martyred too?

You are free... Who disturbs you?

You're a captive... You're a captive to your father's...

Your father's... Your father's tales and legends...

Girl! Didn't you understand, that...

The time of this man has ended... He's already lived his life...

Two sisters... Wow! Two sisters...

Two sisters, both have the same height...

Pathology!

Aren't you the third sister? And I don't know about it...

It's a holy place, Levon. What are you saying...

I'm free! Free from playing a school lesson with you...

You have 7.5 pupils and telling them tales from morning till night...

Didn't you understand?

Didn't you understand that this generation don't need tales?

This generation needs bitter, hot... Machine, TV, and video...

OK.. OK...

Let's say...

Let's say these 7 children graduated and went to the Tskaghkashen. What then?

No more children born in this village...

I'll give them birth to...

You?

From whom? Maybe from this "dungeon" Navo?

Don't you bother! I'll find an insane like me and give birth to...

I'll give birth to 20 children...

30 children!

I'll give birth to the whole school!

Insane!

- What's there... Move! - The blame is on me... On me...

Good!

Spit in my face, if I return to the Lernasar again!

Good riddance!

Hello!

Is this scythe yours?

- Mine! - Everyone is insane in this village...

Ah...

Good for you!

- What's up? - A telegram...

And what's up with you?

- I caught a cold... - Yes... Caught a cold...

- What exactly got caught? - My entire forehead is seized...

Seized... Read!

What have you done with my native village?

My health state doesn't allow me to fly, so I'm coming by train...

Artashes Mneyan

Give me, give, give, give it here...

Go!

Artashes Mneyan... Who's this?

A story of 30 years... Artashes Mneyan...

He was the former president of the Lernasar...

What a man he was! Some denunciations were written on him...

He was caught...

So, after 30 years of wandering through the country...

He came and said, what we have done with his native village...

Would you rather stay and look after your native village!

Help me, sweetheart!

- Do you have a ticket? - How could I get it?

I just got to the turnout...

Sweetheart, I need to manage to get to the Khabarovsk-Moscow train...

Help me, please, be a man...

You're all the same... Then you'll give me an "F."

- What is "F"? - For the internship...

What internship?

God, why you're running... Barely breathing, you're not allowed to run...

- Help me, girl! - God...

One more...

- Give it here... - Take...

Thank you!

Now, help me, sweetheart!

Move... God...

A bit more...

Uncle, a bit more, move!

Thank you...

All troubles on me...

Should I bring water?

Just a moment...

All will be ok soon...

Zwitseria, the longest bridge in the world!

Citizen, citizen... Don't shout, citizen!

Don't shout! People are sleeping...

- I've just shouted? - Loud enough!

Excuse me, sweetheart... Excuse me...

Is it yours?

Is that your wife?

Or daughter?

Wife... Daughter... Mother...

Sister...

It's Armenia, my fatherland!

If you look at the map long enough, Armenia is like this...

Behold, this is the hair...

This is the neck...

The brooch is the Lake Sevan...

The earring is the capital Yerevan...

The eyes... I put them by myself...

- Beautiful... - Yes, it's beautiful...

What's your name, sweetheart?

Katya!

Katyusha...

And my name is Artashes... Artashes Mneyan...

Do you like to go to the movie theater, Katyusha?

Of course, I do!

Of course... You're another generation...

Theaters... TV... Do you know, what were the movies in my generation?

The movies of Ephrem Drnoyan...

Again...

The movies of Drnoyan...

He ran out of the Western Aremania and brought a box with four holes...

We paid him 20 kopecks each...

It was all dark in the beginning, like in this window...

After, wonderful images appeared...

Of unknown cities, countries...

And Ephrem Drnoyan announced loudly and with pathos... "London!"

The capital of England, "Ceylon", the capital of India...

Yes, Katyusha, don't laugh... He claimed that "Ceylon" is the capital of India...

And people there certainly, eat elephants...

And at the end of the session, he showed eastern beauties and announced...

And I announced, "The beauties of Hellada, a present to you from me"...

Excuse me, the station is near...

Please...

Wow! Sahak!

- Artashes! - Sahak!

Wait a moment!

- Artashes! - Sahak!

Where did you come from?

People said he had fallen under the Stalingrad... Wait, I said!

Said, that he had been shot by a machine gun... We got the papers too!

Said... They said a lot to me too...

Said, that Ashkhen promised to marry you...

- How can I believe that? - No! No!

No! No! No! No! No!

Help us, Holy Mother...

Consider, that these khachkars saved you!

Ashkhen was praying for you every evening, lighting a candle...

Lord, save and protect...

People!

People, what are you doing?

What these khachkars will do when your friend is cuddled in the trench...

Eating a piece of bread and after a second...

He is falling bleeding next to you...

Then why the khachkars didn't help?

Our president says the right thing...

Have you remembered what I said?

Yes, uncle! Artashes Mneyan gains cheap authority...

Among the villagers, at the state's expense...

As the public enemy, he hands it to the villagers...

The wheat which belongs to the state, during these hard days...

You can check! Besides he did an immoral act...

He took his close friend's wife... You can inquire!

It's unknown, how he earned medals... You can check!

Write!

The handwriting is childish again...

Tell me this!

- Did you hand the state's bread? - I did!

All?

No, I saved a bit, to give to the people if the times get worse...

Who let you do this?

Don't yell!

Should the villagers live till spring, or no?

There will be food for 5 years if you shake all of your villagers...

The half of the state is ruined... You came from there and know that!

The fatherland needs bread. Do you understand that or not?

And what are these? Aren't they a fatherland?

So, you'll go, take all the bread you gave...

And pay the state's debt...

Vardan jan...

No, Vardan, it's... They'll escape...

All the people will escape... Working hands are needed anywhere...

A villager should have a minimum reserve. If not, what a villager is that?

If they plant a tree today, they sure they will have a harvest next year...

If you take that belief from them, they will escape. You won't bring them back!

Have you finished? Then listen to me now!

Artashes...

How many years have we been friends?

But, I'll take your party ticket without any doubt...

Without any conscience...

I understand a lot of things now!

People don't like you! People don't believe you!

That's why they write denunciations...

For thousands of years, our khachkars were standing. And nothing!

He gave all the bread to the state... Well, it's understandable...

But what khachkars did do to him?

After a year...

We were expecting a child with Ashkhen...

Ashkhen, Ashkhen jan! Lie down!

- Lie down, Ashkhen jan! - No!

No! I won't give a birth!

There's a curse on us! Artashes Jan...

For the sake of our child, bring back the khachkars...

I didn't touch them at all, Ashkhen Jan understand!

You believed to the miracles during the war...

Now, don't you believe a living man?

- No! - I haven't seen the khachkars, no!

No! I won't give a birth! There's a curse on us!

No, you won't leave the village!

Nobody believes that "Stain" Sirak...

His name is "Stain" for a good reason!

How many men were spoiled because of him...

How many families were broken down...

President! Behold, here's the thief...

Do your judgment!

- Who's your father? - His father is Hovhannes Sahakyan...

Who died in the front line... It's Razmik Sahakyan...

Damn your...

- What have you stolen? - Wheat!

You've done a bad thing...

My mother and two sisters are swollen due to hunger, who should feed them?

No! Anyway, you've done a bad thing...

Ah, comrade president... Such things are being stolen nowadays...

The khachkars of our village were stolen, nobody cares...

- Shut up, you son of a bitch... - Don't beat it!

Why are you beating... I can't... Give me a stone... I'll smash your head!

- Let me go, let me... - Hold on!

- Damn your... - Apo!

Apo, let that child go...

Take the wheat and go home!

If the president says, take and go!

I can't stay here...

People don't believe me!

And these letters, against me. Have you seen them, haven't you?

They are written by a child...

You're a teacher, you know whose hand is that. And yet you remain silent...

Nobody needs me in this state...

Chpur, don't run! Wait! ["Chpur" means a dragonfly]

Stand! Stand there, Chpur! Damn your...

Artashes Mneyan?

Get in the car!

Get in! Get in!

Like this, Katyusha... Life covered me in ashes...

And my case has become an alive ashtray...

Uncle Artashes, and...

What...

What became with this guy?

What guy?

Well... The one, who had stolen the wheat...

Nothing! Such guys won't be lost...

Help me, guys!

Father, let me help you! Give me the luggage...

Hurry up! The train is leaving...

The luggage...

A bit more... One more...

What's up?

What's going on with you?

Guys!

Guys!

Comrades... Comrades!

Comrades! Uncle... Dear...

Comrades! Guys!

Help me!

Help me, guys! Uncle... Dear...

Do something!

Comrades... Comrades...

Do something!

Sahak... Who knows...

Maybe you and me will sit at the table last time...

You will neither eat nor chat on the other side...

Even if we'll be buried together...

We'll lie down and stay together until the judgment day...

Hope your wife Arusyak won't hear this. Lord, have mercy on her...

The wedding won't be a wedding without you, teacher!

Go, get dressed!

Don't leave your father alone!

Razmik!

I paid for it the price of two sheep. You won't find like this in the store...

I was looking for you...

One can die due to these speculators... What's up?

I've brought the debt, sorry for the delay...

Girl, who urges you... Thank God, I have enough money...

You'll pay when you have it...

I'm giving now, take it!

Be in the house late at night, and don't close the door, ok?

What for?

What for?

I'll come, we'll sit, talk, and close our debts...

- I'm closing now, take... - Wait, girl! Wait!

If you'll treat me right tonight, you'll buy...

A nice dress with this money, as a gift from me, my dear...

Brute!

You think you've decided my price?

An ox, who sells sheep!

Wait, girl! Wait, listen to me!

Let! Let me!

- Come here! Come here! - I'll shout, let me go!

- Say your price, we'll make a deal... - I said, let me go you jackass...

- Come here! - Where are you pulling?

- I'll shout! - Shout! Nobody hears you...

- Let me go, what are you doing? - Come here...

Shut up! Come here...

Wait! Wait...

Let me go, I said! What are you doing, obscene?

Let me go! Let me go...

Stay away!

Stay away, I said!

You can go now!

Big deal! Pretends to be a Holy Mary...

Well arranged a baby during three days in a hotel...

She hadn't even know how to raise a baby...

And let this poor baby go with the wind.

Not a human... These are not humans...

What's up! Yet he's looking...

I'm saying the right thing...

Walking idly every day...

Is she a woman, or not?

Wow...

What's wrong with you?

Ah... Ah, I'm a fool...

When you both were in your yard...

Could've you just said to me... Take... Take this...

No men remained in the village, just me and you...

Take!

And she's a lovely woman!

Here comes the bride! Here comes the bride!

Who would let a daughter here? I saw my beloved today...

Her black hair was curled...

"Hello", I called, with no reply... How she'll live in these rocks...

Could she be upset with me?

Look at her face... Armen!

- Hello, Dad! - Armen!

Ah, Sona jan!

How I missed you, Armen Jan!

- Armen jan! Finally... - Father, I've fulfilled your order...

I brought here such an exhibition! And the television will be here...

A minute! Loris! Loris, come here!

- Poems of our Armen... - Hello!

- Meet my friend! - Loris Mazmanyan...

The organizer of this exhibition! A friend and an ally of your son...

Looks like an icon...

Wolfgang Mayer!

An armenologist from Berlin! I told him about our village...

- A minute! I'm coming... - I'm absolutely astonished...

- He's a clever man! Come! - Astonished...

We won't let you alone. Don't be afraid of anything...

Do you see this exhibition? I thought about opening in Lernasar...

A permanent exhibition... We'll make the Lernasar a true Barbizon!

Yes! The first one in the world...

- Of course, I don't count Barbizon... - Dad! Come here for a minute...

Let's go, Mayer!

- Dad, meet! Her name is Lilit! - I'm glad!

Lilit...

Armen!

- I'm coming! - Let the end be good...

Give it to me!

- What a nice feast for you! - What?

Armen, will the marriage ceremony take place in this house?

- No, no... In the school gym! - Wow...

Hurry up, Arman jan! Hurry up!

A moment, Nare jan... Just a minute...

Pull!

Groan yourself but wait!

Where's the pomegranate?

I personally gave it to you...

I haven't seen it, why you're asking me?

Find somewhere, you'll throw it anyway...

- There is not a single one... - What I can do, to become a pomegranate?

I would eat your tit!

Yuck!

- What have you said to a girl? - Nothing!

I said nothing! Go, do your clapping! Go!

Uncle Razmik, I've brought the pomegranate!

The pomegranate! The pomegranate! Play the music!

Put it in the center! Should be enough for everyone...

Fräulein Sona, a desire arises in me...

- To read Omar Khayyam... In German... - It's wonderful, wonderful...

- Keep it in yourself, when it arises... - I'm begging you...

One moment...

I know, I know... Something in German...

- Something in German... - What?

Why didn't you wait for me...

- If you've sent a telegram... - Welcome...

Ah, Uncle Jan!

- Lucky you, Vram jan! - My brother's son...

I raised him! He is from Tashkent...

My dear cousin Smbul, from Tashkent, finally arrived...

I won't stay here more than two days, and you can do whatever you want...

OK, OK, I got it!

What beautiful girls! What is your name, my dear?

My name is Nefertiti!

What?

Nefertiti!

Smbul, give it up, your tongue will break...

Razmik, you're still the same...

Isn't there a girl...

Mind your business!

- ... the woman and the wine... - ... Auf Wiedersehen!

- Jawohl? - Ja! Ja! Ja! Auf Wiedersehen!

Auf Wiedersehen! Auf Wiedersehen!

I drink for you, my in-law!

- Same to you... - I wish them a successful life!

- Let them stay forever young! - Thank you! Thanks a lot!

Nice to see you, president!

Mind your business!

Silence! Let's listen to what the president says...

Wait! Wait!

Have you drunk for our couple?

- For many times... - Yes...

And for their parents...

Have they danced?

Hi!

Ah, Gayane, Gayane...

Sirak Aghayan has died...

- Who? - Sirak Aghayan, the "Stain" Sirak...

Died and so what... Damn him!

I was wandering all day in the district committee thirsty and hungry...

The son of Sirak Aghayan...

Is official... And has contacts...

He called and said, that his father had asked to be buried in the Lernasar...

And they say in the district committee, that he's a special pensioner anyway...

When did he become a special pensioner?!

How did he achieve this?!

They also said in the district committee...

It would be good if someone from villagers would read an eulogy...

What do you say, teacher?

What?

Damn, you and your Sirak! Don't touch me!

Let us see how one should dance!

Stand him up, teacher!

- Leave me! It's awkward... - Stand up! Stand up!

Who can read an eulogy better than you?

- No, I'm not a good candidate for this! - But...

The mother of his...

Was swollen due to hunger during the war...

He wanted to be paid his interest... Do you remember?

Yes! We remember!

You shut up!

How many families he broke...

Mihran... Mihran...

How you can say this to us...

The grass' got burned from the Sun, there's nobody to reap...

Nuts are shed under the feet, there's nobody to pick...

And you came with this burial...

- Shouldn't we bury him or not?! - And bury the one, who...

With eulogy too...

Go! Go and read an eulogy for Sirak!

Go!

Neither a single drop of belief, nor sanctity are in you...

Ahh...

Sirak has gone too...

- Sirak was older than me... - Sirak was younger than you!

- During the 1915th... - I said, Sirak was younger than you!

They've started again... They've forgotten everything...

Is there a wedding going on or not?! Sirak was older, was younger...

Wait!

It appears...

You forgot the story of Artashes Mneyan!

The man like him...

He defamed... Cut from the native land...

Made a wanderer out of him in Siberia...

In two days...

There it is...

Behold... He's coming...

What shall we answer him?

Ahh, Sahak... Who remembers this?

It's an old story...

It's not an old story, Ohan!

Please! It continues still...

They bring Sirak... They bring him glory...

They bring him, so the Lernasar...

Would be his personal grave... And his son is an official and has contacts...

Sahak...

They will bring and bury Sirak here...

His son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren will come here...

Will be connected with the village...

It's a thin line, but it's good anyway!

Why are you gathered here? Armen has already read all of his poems...

Son... Our villager Sirak Aghayan has died...

Bravo... Bravo...

I know! They want to bury him here... Let them do it!

I'm also saying that... Everyone should have their piece of land...

If this land is Sirak's...

I have nothing to do here!

But this man was born here...

The teacher is upset...

You should look after him well!

But what have I said?!

What has my poor father said?! He has spitted on all of us and gone...

- Like he's the master of this village and we are his servants... - Enough, boy!

Teacher! Teacher!

I listen...

- Wait, man! - What's up?

Nothing! Wait!

Wait!

- Will you smoke one? - No!

Mix it! Mix!

Hurry up! Come!

Gayane has gone...

This is her key...

Take it!

Why are you giving it to me?

Whom else?

- Why are you giving it to me? - Take it, man!

Am I the guard of this village?!

Mind your business!

Come here!

Did you want her to come to you on her own?

Man, instead of pointless fighting with this world, would you rather...

Give a helping hand to this woman!

Huh!

A land! A nation! Humanity! Lucky you...

I will tell you what!

All I do, I do rightly!

A woman needs a man! A man!

Not like that...

Come!

Let's go, it's awkward...

Come! Come, come... We'll go together...

- Go, go! Go... - Come!

Levon!

Levon, I'm begging you... Levon!

- Do you know that the nut-tree... - I promised, didn't I?

- I promised, I won't return here... - Levon!

- Levon... Levon... Levon! - I can't stand without you, understand!

What's going on with you, Levon?

This... This "Wolf" made me angry... Omar Khayyam...

Levon, you like Omar Khayyam, Levon!

The woman and the wine... The woman and the wine...

Levon...

- But the leaves of nut tree poison us! - Damn them!

I decided to not come to the village, but...

I can't stand without you, I love you!

- Levon... - I love you!

Levon...

Levon...

Levon... Levon...

No!

No...

Levon...

Hit, my hammer... Let the chain of the dishonor...

- Are you satisfied now? - Be strengthened...

Is this what you wanted?

This?

No, you should become an accountant! Only an accountant!

It's not worse than a forge! You don't get roasted in front of the fire...

- This is a dream, teacher... - Shut up!

It's not a dream! Forget about the forge!

Shut up!

Three pictures were stolen from these barbarians. They want to sue...

- What barbarians? - Those painters...

They are yelling all over the village, and want to sue. A big deal...

Its bushes indeed make you dizzy...

Wow... Three pictures were stolen from these barbarians...

And the old man Ephrem says, it serves them right...

- Should I go now? - Go, Ashotik, go!

- He'll spoil the picture... - Don't say anything!

- How come? - I said, don't say anything!

Listen!

- At least cover it by its folder... - Go away!

Don't come close! Go away!

One moment...

At least, let it here for the opening of the exhibition, comrade...

Do you know the program "The Human and the Law"?

Yes, I know!

A headline: "Why the opening of the exhibition was canceled in the Lernasar"

If this happens, people will see, say: "What Lernasar? Where it is situated?"

They'll move, make some noise... Hurry up!

Wait a moment...

We will be waiting for you for two hours, Suro...

- Do you think we always have a car? - Go...

- Hurry up, hurry up! - To places, boys! Let's start...

Brother... I have nothing against these boys! I'm giving this as a gift...

How come, you're gifting this? It's a betrayal...

- Honoured a once, and you got obscene! - Yes!

You can become a good salesman, Varuzhan!

- He says the right thing... - It's my picture, mind your business!

I can do anything with it!

Unlucky photograph! In Russian

- Shut up, you pepper! - What?!

Come here, you false Michelangelo...

The socialist village has become unrecognizable...

We're in one of the picturesque places of Armenia, in the Lernasar...

"Lernasar, because it's in the bosom of the rocks"...

This is, how it's written on that stone...

Lernasar's villagers warmly welcomed the young painters...

The exhibition has not opened yet, but there are already furious disputes...

- Is it a fighting? - They are fighting...

One moment...

Armen, the studio guys have come. Let them shoot, Armen. Please!

Mayer! Mayer! Boys have come from Teghenis, go!

Go away... Mind your...

The television, huh? A disgrace in front of the whole republic...

Good! Well thought!

Isn't there a district authority?!

What is this?

This means "Voluntarism", comrade Kamsaryan...

"Voluntarism"... What a word...

What's going on h... I'm...

We got a telegram. Artashes Mneyan had died...

Are there any of his relatives here?

Who has died?

Artashes Mneyan!

He was coming but didn't arrive...

There's written in the telegram: "Mikhaylovka, Irkutsk..."

"The grave 4826."

Hello!

We've brought your countryman. Please take take my condolences.

Ahh, Sirak Aghayan, Sirak Aghayan! What a man he was...

What sons he brought up...

Just Hovsep worth it all!

Looks like he is alive...

Razmik! Maybe that Sirak...

Truly regretted about what he has done?

How many scoundrels have you seen regretted?

It seems to me, you're Sahak Kamsaryan!

Hovsep said, that you can help to find the graves of the Aghayan family...

Please, help!

Listen, comrade! Sahak Kamsaryan is a teacher, not a grave guard!

I haven't said anything like that. I'm also a teacher...

Of geography! Now I'm retired, but...

- Man! Let's go... - Wait... Wait!

I don't get it! Is this Sirak?

Yes!

But, it doesn't look like him...

Razmik, the sculptor pictured him like that...

Damn, his picture!

This statue would be worth about 20k, wouldn't it?

Holy Mary, sober them up!

Don't mess with the dead, beware the judgement day...

This wall wasn't there, yesterday...

It wasn't!

Hovsep Jan, believe me! This wall wasn't there, yesterday...

Guys, this wall wasn't there, yesterday...

What's going on here?

Teacher, who

Wow!

Comrade Antonyan...

So... You brought your father to the village...

What do you mean, teacher?

I don't get it...

We're owners of this ownerless village. We have a right to ask, don't we?

What's going on here? What's going on here? Huh?

Don't interfere, comrade Antonyan!

I'll say!

This village is for living...

It's not for getting buried, Sirak's son!

This theater doesn't smell right to me, citizen Kamsaryan...

The one who did this will be responsible...

So...

In this ownerless village...

You haven't found two meters of ground deserving my father?

- Deserving - No! - Drag your leg!

Wait, I'll dig...

Hovsep Jan... Hovsep jan!

After your father died...

Calm down! Wait!

Shame, shame!

He's eaten this village...

I'm ashamed of being your pupil!

Wait! I'll write to "Pravda" about your inhuman behavior...

I'll show you! I'll write to the central press...

Wait!

- It's Chpur... - I'm talking to you...

Named as a teacher, you gloomy intellectual...

- Calm down! - Calm down!

I'll teach this withered teacher the remaining letters of the alphabet...

He doesn't know my alphabet yet!

The village is not for getting buried...

I'll make a cemetery out of your Lernasar, you rotten intelligent...

Break the wall!

Let me... Let! Hit him!

- Let me, brother! - Navo!

I have my own bills with him...

I spit on you! Yes, you false intellectual...

We've seen many like you...

Dear mom...

What are you doing? Back off! Back off! Back off I said!

In the name of law, back off! I'm arresting Kamsaryan!

I'm arresting Kamsaryan, back off! Back off!

Kamsaryan? Who did hit you?

Who did hit you?

Is there anyone to help?

Comrade Antonyan, I'm shooting!

Shoot in the air! Shoot in the air!

What are you doing?

What are you busy with?

How you could think to do such a thing?!

You're a smart man, a teacher...

Stay there! What if I wouldn't be there?

Have you lost your mind?!

- Daddy... - Not letting a dead to the grave...

- Go from here! - Let me! I won't go!

Your village doesn't exist! It's eliminated! Forget about it!

- It doesn't exist! Get into the car! - Dad, let's go! Let's go!

- Let me! - Go away!

- Go away, man! - Let me, I said!

Man! They'll kill you! Go away, I said!

Let them try...

- Where do you take him? - Where?

- I'm taking your father to the prison! Go away! - No I won't!

- Amatuni! - Armen, hurry up! Levon!

- Hurry up! - Get into the car...

- What are you doing, Antonyan?! - Mind your hands!

- Where are you taking him? - I'm arresting him, citizen Kamsaryan!

Who gave you the right to arrest...

The only protector of this land, this region...

If you're caring about this land, why didn't you...

Stay and protect it?! The land and your father too!

Why did you leave and go to the city?!

You fop!

- Who? Me? - Yes, you!

- Just wow! - Wow...

Step aside!

Wait, let's solve this conflict...

- It's an arbitrariness... - Understand!

Your Lernasar doesn't exist!

Your "grave-village" is extinct! Drive!

You're not alone...

Ahh, my father...

My poor father...

Sahak Kamsaryan, if I don't drink your blood...

Hovsep Jan, where we'll do the funeral feast?

Ahh...

Where? In my father's house!

Hovsep Jan, but no house has remained, only ruins...

I saw it! Unlucky us, there also will be snakes...

As the weather has got hotter...

The snake who bit you will die itself, as you're from the teachers' race...

Damn, your race! You're...

Not humans...

My father is gone! My father is gone!

Here it is... And this is the sign...

Babik!

You'll break the walls and put on new ones!

- Yes, bro! - From red tufa! I'll build a palace!

We'll do it! We'll do it!

We'll do all!

I'll build it, Hovsep Jan! You can be sure!

We'll break the walls. And renew the foundation...

No! Don't touch the foundation!

My father told me something on his deathbed...

Said, "Hovsep Jan, don't touch the foundation of my house..."

"It's on the rock!"

Hovsep jan...

"If you touch it, I'll curse you..."

"From the other world! Don't touch the foundation!"

- Hovsep jan! - What?!

Is it possible...

Your father buried gold in these walls?

- Gold? - Yes!

All your life you count others as gold, don't you?

Like these kopeck-grabbing villagers... Go away now!

Were you building a wall in front of me?!

Damn, your race!

I'll show you a wall!

But what did I say? I'm not one of these...

I'll sleep right here...

Ahh, that's good!

Gold... Of course... Gold...

Connect!

Connected!

OK, disconnect!

Disconnect!

Yesterday it all went bad...

Get out of here, damn your...

- Don't get close! - What's wrong?

Drop the stone!

- Don't get close! - Drop the stone!

Drop the stone! Damn your...

This son of a bitch is drunk...

Wow!

Artashes Mneyan was our president during the war...

To discredit Mneyan, this "Stain" Sirak spread the news...

That Mneyan had stolen the khachkars...

But you've seen, this very Sirak brought and buried under his house's foundation.

Seems, these will go to hell!

Sos Jan, good luck! Enough being someone's vice...

Our secretary has appeared, comrade Safaryan!

Don't interfere with state affairs! Let's go!

OK, OK...

Hripsik, did you see our new secretary?

I did! He's jogging...

Good morning... Wow, comrade Varduni?!

It's strange, why did he come alone?

Some say, it's not going well in the family...

And his wife thinking about moving abroad...

Poor man! He's jogging already five days...

No way he calm down...

Comrade Safaryan...

- I'd not take the risk with such a pulse! - Why?

If there's one thing from childhood, it's the jogging...

Comrade Sanoyan?!

- You've most likely read this letter?! - Certainly!

Sahak Kamsaryan, a Lernasar villager, arousing sole proprietors like him...

Such as Razmik Sahakyan, tried to hinder the funeral of a...

Special pensioner S... etc.

Then... Here!

Read from here! Read! Read!

Kamsaryan and Razmik Sahakyan, taking advantage of the village elimination...

Have added to their plots area of 0.5 hectare each, by land surveying...

Everything has been measured by a special raid! You can check!

No, no! Sahak Kamsaryan is a teacher, an intellectual, a pensioner...

A very respected man...

A teacher, a respected man, and he was trying to hinder the funeral?

Moreover, it was organized, grouped...

Now, he's arrested...

How come he's arrested?

The relatives of the deceased threaten to kill Kamsaryan...

He's temporarily imprisoned for keeping his safety...

From where did you get this so quickly?

Three months... He won't bear more than three months...

I didn't tell you anything!

Did the stars help you to find out, you Ephemeris...

Sos...

Don't you dare address me like that! Disappear from here!

Wow...

Does it often blow like that?

We can't release Kamsaryan, comrade Varduni!

The family of that Sirak Aghayan writes complaints up to "Central Committee"...

As well as threatens to kill that man...

Open!

Ahh, I know their family well, they'll kill him, honestly!

Come in!

Kamsaryan! Kamsaryan, get up, Kamsaryan!

They'll kill him!

Comrade Safaryan, after all, aren't we the owners of this country?

Get up, people have come... Get up!

Aram Varduni!

You're very young!

- Please... Sit! Sit! - It's OK...

- Sit! - Thanks!

I'll say...

I'll answer to your question, comrade Varduni...

We were right but were wrong in the same time...

The death, the birth, holy things...

I didn't have the right to...

I thought people would get us right...

But it was a pity, not the right people were in front of us...

You wanted to see me, despite it's not the comfortable place for a talk...

Nothing at all, it's very comfortable place...

In my opinion, every rational being...

Should spend at least one night of its life in prison...

If you want, we can extend...

You're the directors of this country...

If this would help to solve your today's problems...

We're ready...

I'm listening to you!

Perhaps, I'm an unpleasant man...

Sometimes, I don't recognize myself...

And talking about things, which people already got over...

And should be forgotten...

Perhaps, that's why my voice isn't reaching them...

Again and again, I should talk about my native Lernasar...

I don't get it...

Is it ever possible, that the dome of a temple...

Can be more powerful, more strong than the walls, which hold the dome...

A day will come when the walls won't bear...

Or... How much they can bear...

And comrade Safaryan...

Looks for a magic key, to close the Lernasar...

Listen, comrade, when it comes to the Lernasar...

I'm not the one who closes, I'm just a executive committee...

I'm the executor of the resolution...

But there's no such resolution...

How?

Is there a resolution in your E.C. to close the Lernasar, comrade Safaryan?

I want to believe, that it is!

Want to?

Who gave you the right to not believe me?

Or do you care about this land more than I?

In our Lernasar...

There are 1226 nut trees, comrade Varduni...

The 300 are in front of the houses...

Therefore, they are private...

Remaining ones don't belong to anyone...

They belong to a collective farm, therefore belong to everyone...

Those 300 live...

Blossom, give bountiful harvest...

And the harvest of everyone's nut-trees which don't belong to anyone...

Is under the feet, rots, molds...

Decays... Or becomes food for animals...

After all, we should understand one thing, comrade Varduni...

The human stands on the ground clinging to his tree. (lives due to trees)

By the way...

That tree has roots!

You can't uproot it!

You can't pick it up...

You can't take it to the city or rove all over the world with it...

Why are you whispering?

I don't know!

I found him, he's here...

Wow!

They arrested comrade Safaryan too!

It's not a thing to do!

- A hoolig... - It's Navasard!

Teacher, should I just rip these off now and release all three of you?

What are you doing, boy? Get off, I said!

- Let go of my leg! - Navasard! Go!

- Get off, I said! - Don't shout! Say calmly, I'll!

I said, get off!

Teacher, stay strong! I'm here!

The Lernasar will become a synonym of something...

In two words, I'm new in this region...

I don't see the whole picture, so we'll continue at your place, in the Lernasar.

- I'll be happy. - You can go home!

Mom! Mom, comrade Kamsaryan is here!

I knew! I knew I'll stay in this damn village...

It's the last will of my father! How can I refuse?

Mind what you're saying...

Your father... Lord, give him strong health, let him live ten more years...

We can't live waiting for his last breath! One should have a conscience...

Are you talking about conscience?

This is your house and this is you! Let me go to my father's...

Aunt Ashkhen told me about this... She said, "Remember my word..."

Ugh! You don't even let me eat...

Where are you going, father?

I need to see Maran, say goodbye to her!

It's time, son!

Are you allied with your daughter-in-law to make me crazy?

I came home to eat something, you're poisoning it...

She doesn't want to live in this house, you - in this world...

Don't shout like that! Your wife is young...

Should give birth to your children...

Is this also on me?

Don't shout!

I thought about going to Maran's house, and let her make a soup for me to eat...

I haven't eaten a soup like yours...

Anywhere in my life...

- Ah, how long has it been... - Eat... Eat!

- It's time, Maran! - Is it?

It's time, even later...

If heaven won't accept me...

The hell tickles my feet every day...

Goodbye, Ohan!

If you meet my old man there, tell him, I'll be late a bit...

I don't talk to him...

He spoiled his life as well as...

Mine and yours too!

I'll spill his blood once I meet him...

- You know me well! - Ahh...

How can you go to the next world with these thoughts?

No.

The soup is OK...

Perhaps, my mouth lost the...

Taste of this life...

Should I see you off?

No.

Stay smart, my boy!

Goodbye, Maran!

May God will be with you, Ohan!

May God will be with you!

Grandma, where did Grandpa Ohan go?

Ohan went to die...

- How? - That's how my boy...

People live in this world...

Then they move to the next world...

There?

There, my boy!

See, how she quickly found the black dress...

Most likely brought before the wedding...

She knew for what she came...

Come!

Enough...

Come! Let's go! Come!

Come!

- This is for the road... - Goodbye!

Get in!

They killed him...

What are you doing?

What's this?

Get in!

Comrade! Treat Sona well!

What to say, I don't know...

I'm through!

Write!

"Homework: Ghazaros Aghayan"

"The swallow was building a nest..."

"Both building and singing..."

"While gluing each branch..."

"It was remembering the previous one..."

"Was remembering the past year..."

"The baby birds it nursed..."

"Which were stolen on the way..."

"By the bloodthirsty enemy."

Lilit, let's go!

Let's go!

Damn your... Move!

Ownerless beasts... Damn your...

Excuse me, how I can find Kamsaryan?

Kamsaryan's gone...

- How come? - They've killed him...

- How? - They've tortured poor man to death...

Ahh, youth, youth...

When?

When... When... In the morning!

Would you please show me the house?

The house... There isn't a house anymore...

There it is...

Comrade Kamsaryan!

Comrade Kamsaryan!

What... Who's that...

Wow!

It's you... Just a moment...

I didn't expect you...

Don't worry!

- Hello! - Hello... Hello!

A true oasis...

Razmik!

Razmik will make a tree even out of the thorn...

What are they doing?

I don't get it...

Good!

What is he doing?

- Measuring ground temperature... - Indeed?

It's a convenient way to do it...

Dig from there!

- So you closed the school too... - We?

Not the Safaryan indeed...

You've come again to measure the plots?

Is it Razmik?

- Greetings to you! - Greetings to us...

Razmik, he's not aware of this...

He's very well aware of it!

Instead of doing the job, they've come to measure the plots...

If you have 10 meters of land, you're an individual peasant...

OK, I'm an individual peasant...

But why have you made this holy man an individual peasant?

Aren't you ashamed?

Razmik!

Razmik, please...

Don't tell me... Is it an article to write?!

"Sahakyan and Kamsaryan have stolen 0.5 hectares of ground..."

Are you done?! See around...

All these are ownerless plots...

Come and build your country houses here...

OK, OK, you are so sad for that too...

Aren't you glad, that so many plots are vacant next to you?

What words come to my mouth...

Listen, let's assign you as a foreman...

No, bro, I don't have time to agitate the others...

When I should work then...

You should lead and agitate too!

But you also lead...

- It is going well, isn't it? - No, I don't lead...

This leads... OK?

Come...

See!

He's digging well, isn't he?

Recently said, "Dad, buy for me a Moskvitch"...

I threw a piece of ground into his face, and said, "Ask from this!"...

Dig, dig sweetheart, dig! A Volga may come out from there...

Ha, ha, ha... I've said it right, haven't I?

Listen, Razmik! Are you a partisan?

- Me? - Yes!

And are you a partisan?

Yes!

If you're a partisan...

Why have you made a communist...

This son of a bitch "Stain" Sirak and his thief son?

- Dad! - What?

- Let's go now! - I'm coming...

They will enter the village soon...

Like there's no other place in the world than Lernasar...

- Who's "Stain" Sirak? - This funeral case...

Tell him, tell! Who is the "Stain" Sirak...

You won't take out a man like these from the village even with a bulldozer.

Don't get upset! He's a human too...

Some say, there's a new secretary...

What will understand from our land a man...

Who was born on the asphalt? (in the city)

I'm telling to you, do you listen?

Ahh, Lernasar, how can you bear them?!

Comrade Kamsaryan, we should positively solve the problem of the village anyway.

The 21st century is out there, we have duties towards the future...

Of course... Of course... Who minds this...

"The 21st century", it's a good slogan!

They invented it and gave to the lazies...

Let's sit on the stone, doing nothing and wait for the 21st century...

But, let's work today!

Let's make a comfortable living conditions for the people...

And close this long-suffering century with grace and glory...

Then, have a good trip!

Then you can enter the 21st century how many times you want...

I'm the Hawk-5... I'm the Hawk-5...

I'm seeing two people... One doesn't look like a local...

And reminding a criminal... Accepting!

Hawk-5, Hawk-5, I'm the Crane!

No, no, the criminal wouldn't contact the locals...

He would hide from the people... Move to the next square!

Have you ever thought, that the leader's hands can also be constrained?

Anyway... We'll audition the case of your village in the closest bureau...

And the resolution too!

I'm an old man...

I've never seen a bad resolution, comrade Vaduni...

All the resolutions were good...

But you don't manage to swallow one, the newer one comes immediately...

And so on...

Peasants are constant, comrade Varduni...

They need a livelihood guarantee for the future...

Let's say, for 30 years...

Otherwise, why they should plant trees, plough the ground...

Cultivate...

Have and look after the livestock...

If you took their reserve...

There won't be peasants, comrade Varduni...

What resolution can you offer for this?

Do you think too, that I won't bear three months?

- Here! They've come for you... - Who?

What a speech you have, comrade Kamsaryan...

Perhaps, you're right...

Accepting a resolution is a great drama...

But the most difficult part is, to make people believe in this resolution...

And do their job...

See you!

PROTECTED BY THE STATE

Damn, their...

What?

Stay strong!

The end of the Film