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Armenfilm Studio

NAHAPET

Based on a novel by Hrachya KOCHAR

Written and directed by : Henrik MALYAN

Director of Cinematography : Sergei ISRAELYAN

Production designer : Raphael BABAYAN

1st Director Assistant : R. MARTIROSSYAN

Music by: A. ARUTUNIAN

Edited by : H. MELKONYAN

Executive producer : Vartkès GOCHIKIAN

Starring :

NAHAPET : Sos SARGSYAN

NOUBAR : Sofik SARKISYAN

APRO : Frunzik MKRTCHYAN

ANTHARAM : Galya NOVENTZ

MOVSES : Vruir PANOYAN

KHOUKAS : Guj MANOUKIAN

NHO : Artashes GODAKIAN

NAHAPET

Will he stay he or will he leave?

How this will be managed, land distribution?

We will ask the village chairman to give some land to our hermit.

Two meters will be enough for him.

Stop saying these nonsenses, you stupid!

- He sings it all the time! - Shut up!

He sings : "I was going to a well".

He looked at Varoujean...

If he could at least plant some tobacco for himself...

Why should he plant it? He has a full bag of it...

- Your mother calls you ! - No, I won't go.

- You too, go there right now ! - I won't go !

- Let's go, let's go ! - No, I don't want to!

You see this stone ?

- Good morning. - Morning.

Nahapet's house, where is it?

- Nahapet's house? - Yes.

Come with me!

It's that one...

I'm his sister's husband.

My name is Apro.

What a good fellow he was, now he's totally changed.

You didn't know the real Nahapet.

He was a patriarch...

a head of a big family...

a noble and honorable man...

And now, he is absolutely alone...

and looks like a shadow of himself.

There was a war at our land...

and you see what has happened to him...

Those bloody dogs took him all good what he had in his life.

He is absolutely alone.

Everyone from his big family was killed...

just destroyed...

Brother Apro,

why is he still keeping away from us ?

His heart is dead.

He doesn't have a heart now.

He wakes up, he goes here and there.. but he isn't here anymore.

He sees the world just as a cold grave.

You shouldn't blame him, that he was injured so much...

and everything he is - just ashes.

My wife Hantaram is the only person, who could have been saved.

His family and his descendants

were killed...

Hairo told us that...

Nahapet was still alive near the Aragatz mountain.

I just couldn't believe.

But I'm here, thanks God !

Now I want to go to tell everything to his sister...

talk to her about her brother...

Nahapet !

My dear brother !

They need to cry...

if they cry, they will feel better...

Hello, Apro !

Hello, uncle Movses !

The sister has found his brother... theese are tears of happiness.

Yes, it is...

We cry when we are sad... and we cry when we are happy...

Without tears, the heart could explose...

Norair !

Nahapet, this is my son...

Come here, Norair !

Come here, so your uncle bless you !

Kiss your uncle's hand.

He has our family's look.

His eyes, his eyebrows, his face... it's after Serop.

His height, his hands, his legs... after you.

I would die for you, Nahapet !

I would die for the ground that covers Serop, Hairo...

Hrair, Guevork, Andranik...

Jirair, Maral...

Sosse, Djeyran...

What a cruelty, oh brother !

The soviet power came here for you and me.

It says : "Enough of poverty and abandonment !

"Your chance is in your hands!

"We give you grounds, so you could...

"sow, harvest, irrigate, and have all you need for living!"

Comrade Lenin has wrote to all Caucas people.

Comrade Arutiun will read this letter for you.

Comrade Lenin didn't send the letter by mail.

But he gave it to his friend, Alexander Miasnikian :

"Take it and pass it to the people..."

Here is the letter :

"All people of Caucas,

"and at first our armenian people,

"you don't have to be afraid of other countries.

"The Armenians, absolutely safely,

"can reconstruct their country and their economy."

Comrades !

The Armenian Government wants to construct the Chirak channel.

Our village has to take part in construction!

Comrades !

All those who want to take part, hand up !

So ?

- Write down my name! - Write down mine also!

- And mine ! - Mine also !

We will distribute land for every person.

What will we do with Nahapet, he came to the village so late?

If we give him only one parcel, this won't be enough.

If we give him two, this will be unfair!

So how we do ?

Ghoukas, if you want, I could sign that Nahapet...

before spring, summer or automn, he will find a couple for himself!

Just make a paper and I will sign it !

Me too!

And me !

Wait, comrades !

You will sign, me too... but he doesn't say a word.

What does he think?

Why doesn't he come here ?

We need to know what he wants, what he needs...

You are so clever !

But why don't you come to him yourself?

Lenin, Lenin... What he says for Nahapet, your Lenin ?

There is a land distribution, uncle Nahapet !

It's so loud down there, they are just scolding me...

Everyone want to get better land!

Why didn't you come to ask for some land? Uh?

Hello...

We distribute a parcel per person.

And if I give you only one parcel, this is too few...

So how do we do?

Tell me something, uncle...

Should we provide you with two parcels ?

I have a right for one, and this will be enough!

Good.

If you marry one day, we will provide you with another one.

This is the will of Soviet power,

to help all the people like you, to be equal.

I want you to have more land,

and you don't want it, this is your will...

Thank you Mr. Ghoukas, God be with you!

I'm not a Mister!

Whoever you are, God be with you !

Mister... mister...

- Hello, Mister Simon ! - Hello, Ghoukas !

You made your son marry, and one more child,

to get a handful of land more again!

Enough! Go to work !

You have appropriated hills and banks,

and you still can't be silent !

They lost their country,

their good land and water

and they fight for this for this rocky ground.

Water took the mill away...

and they cry on a lost millstone.

Aren't you angry with me, Nahapet ?

Yes, you are, you're thinking why Apro has lied to you,

that he said Antharam is ill,

and actually she is absolutely good !

To be honest, Nahapet, even if we have lied to you...

we did it together, we've got an idea,

but me as first...

And we had a good reason...

Your sister and your younger brother, Apro,

want your good.

Listen, Nahapet, understand my reasons...

The family of Nahapet shouldn't end like this.

Antharam and me, we made a firm decision

You have to marry... and we have found a fiancee for you.

If you don't care about yourself, care at least about your sister.

You have to live.

Don't deprive the world of your descendants.

You understand me, Nahapet ?

This is my will, the will of Apro,

this is the will of all who surround you...

I tell the truth.

It's your right and your duty not to stay alone.

Listen to me, Nahapet...

In the village, there is a woman, Noubar.

She's alone, just like you.

She's lost her husband. And she's alone just like you.

Noubar is from a village.

She is healthy, virtuous, good housewife...

You are not young to fall in love...

Apro and me, we want that Noubar becomes your wife.

What would you say ?

Can we go and ask her ?

And after pass her answer to you?

Let brother Nahapet smoke his tobacco...

and we will take care of it ourselves.

We are not strangers for our brother.

And our decision, it is the same that the one of Nahapet.

Norair is tired, let him go to bed...

We have chosen Noubar, Nahapet.

She is from Ardament.

All alone like you... Tall and beautiful...

Just like Antharam, she could be her sister...

Come, Noubar, come...

Don't be shy.

This is not a stranger, this is our brother...

Come...

You two go have a talk, we have to knead the dough.

Noubar came to help me.

Good, in this case, let's go and talk...

You sons of guns !

You all are lying, Nahapet is dead !

He was my godson...

Who is calling me ? Who knows my name ?

This is your godfather Hakob, he lost his mind...

Nahapet, my godson...

Nahapet, my dear godson...

I've came to marry you again.

Don't get down...

You are everything to me...

Nahapet, don't torment yourself...

This is all what I have,

I give it all to you.

Take it...

Ardament apples...

You are my last hope, son...

Keep the seeds, save it...

Accompany Nahapet and Noubar, they are leaving...

It hurts me, my heart couldn't bear it.

Take the cart.

I will take care ...

Good bye !

Let peace and harmony be with you...

It's getting cold, you will get ill.

I don't feel cold. You should take care of yourself.

Let's go, Nahapet.

The oxen stopped.

Come down, Noubar...

Eat.

Take it, Noubar.

We should go, Noubar...

The road is long.

You are pure like a child that has just been born.

Nahapet is a good man... his soul has suffered a lot...

You have to solace each other.

Even birds don't live alone.

Even wild creatures don't live alone,

they don't walk alone.

And me, I'm your closest neighbour.

My daughter-in-law, my heart is so happy...

that Nahapet is no more alone.

God has sent you to Nahapet.

This is true.

I wish you two to be of good health and of long years.

My name is also Nahapet, but they call me Nho.

Brother Nahapet, sister Noubar,

I drink for your health, long live you two...

Let all your wishes come true !

When you made this cabin a real home,

I said : "Nahapet will live, he will not die."

If God doesn't pay attention to needs...

of someone like you, I will never recognize Him.

Nho got crazy !

I tell the truth.

If God doesn't watch over a righteous like Nahapet,

then He is not our friend.

God bless you Nho !

God blessed the enemy saber and cursed our plow.

I won't pray to this God ! Now I'm Nho the Pagan !

I have a question for you, priest.

We are so pious and good christians...

why God doesn't love us, the Armenian people?

God loves us more than others.

Then if He loves us, why does He allow to massacre us ?

He tempts those who He loves...

to try out their faith.

He lets to massacre us because He loves us.

Well, we appreciate so much His love !

Enough, we have enough of His love !

Let He loves our enemies !

Oh mercy, I quit right now !

This is Nho the Pagan, be kind to him, sit back down.

I'd rather give you an ox than ask you to forgive me.

Good evening !

Good evening, my dear Ghoukas, come sit down !

Uncle Nahapet,

I have offered you 2 parcels, why didn't you accept it ?

If I don't extend you part, will that be good for you?

Do what you want,

this is your right.

I don't own it, so I don't want to deprive you of it.

I will give you my bless first...

May your union be solid! Long live both of you!

Long live Ghoukas !

- For your health ! - For your health Ghoukas !

We decided to give you the land next to yours.

The soviet power came here to give you a hand,

the soviet power came here just on time.

Do I tell the truth, Nho ?

It is the truth.

This is it...

We came to congratulate Nahapet, it's done... let's go.

Let's go !

Tomorrow morning, uncle Nahapet,

we will measure two parcels and we will give it to you.

We will count widely !

Let's go !

This land can give us five somars.

They gave us more than 2 parcels.

Where's our shovel ?

Take it here, Noubar.

Noubar, Noubar !

What's it, Nahapet ?

Noubar, our seeds have sprouted.

There is no one in the whole world that fair as Nahapet is.

Even when he touches a stone, it turns green and then - it flowers.

He is so fair, and same is his wife.

This is God's will, Nahapet has nothing to do with it.

You are pagan, you're lost, you will never understand...

Yes, I'm pagan and I'm lost, and you, you are saint...

so then ask your God...

for not to massacre our Armenian people.

God put an end to the massacres, you pagan.

Wait, wait...

If there is no more massacres, this is thanks to Lenin.

- Well said, Nho the Pagan ! - Bravo !

Nahapet... wake up !

The plants will freeze!

Our plants...

Bring here some branches!

Where's our shovel ?

Hurry up !

More branches !

Hurry up!

Take here some blankets, Noubar !

Carefully, don't break it !

Nahapet...

Nahapet !

What is it, Noubar ?

I have to tell you something.

Tell me, Noubar.

I think... I'm pregnant.

They say women when expecting a baby...

like pomegranates...

Take it, Noubar !

Thank you, Nahapet.

Noubar !

Noubar !

What's it?

I'm thirsty, Noubar, bring me a cup of tan.

How soon will he born?

Today I have felt he was moving.

It should be a boisterous and lively boy.

How do you know it ? May be this is a girl...

It is a boy.

If this is a boy,

we will name him after your older son, Jirair.

And if this is a girl,

we will name her after my older daughter, Tzovinar.

Boy or girl, this is God's will.

I will accept it gratefully...

He looks quite sad...

He carries the whole world on his shoulders and you want him to smile ?

He seems to be so small...

Lenin is ill.

Once he feels better, he will go through here and there,

to see how people live,

he will see that the land distribution was equal for everyone,

he will bring bread to those who need it,

he will punish all the unjust.

It seems he will come even here, to Aragatz.

Those Englishmen and other countries...

would like that the laws created by him just disappear.

But their will is not enough.

They laugh now as Lenin is ill.

But all their workers are together with Lenin.

They send letters to support him...

so that he heals quickly and can rule the world..

Oh this old good Lenin...

If only Lenin was born 40 years earlier,

we, the Armenian people, could suffer less...

and there could be 5 times more Armenians.

And 5 times less sadness in every armenian house.

But the Armenian people are enduring, Noubar.

They are solid like a rock, infinite like a sea ...

Why, Noubar ?

Because the Armenian people are right.

Their heart is pure..

They like work... and life...

And that's why they die, and resuscitate...

- It lights up! - It is light!

That's a miracle!

Nahapet ! Nahapet !

Nahapet !

What's it?

Bring water, light the fire !

Make it heat !

Here it is, Noubar.

Put on your coat, don't get cold!

Good, Noubar, good...

Nahapet !

Nahapet !

- I brought the water. - Give me a sheet!

Right now...

Put it under my feet !

Don't stay there, Nahapet !

- Go for Mariam ! - Good, Noubar.

What a good day, father Nahapet...

The source that gave the water does not run dry.

And your life is just like that source.

Your source is running again.

The source, it's not me, but all the Armenian people.

The Armenian people, it's me and you and him and we all...

Is there a woman who could go there and check ?

I'm not calm.

She is a woman, she suffers, she gives birth...

What are you afraid of ?

From this day on, I take an oath and a vow...

to plant an apple tree...

in front of each house where a child is born.

This is an old tradition of our country...

that we shouldn't forget.

Translated from French and Russian - shell (KG) French subs - HAMEL / PETROSSIAN Subs timing - VIDEO ADAPT French subs and timing provided by sjostrom27 (KG)

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