All language subtitles for Attackers. The Last Fight. 3 Серия. StarMedia. Военная Драма. 2015

Star Media presents

Dmitry Dyuzhev

Maria Andreyeva

Dmitry Arbenin

Denis Konstantinov

Olesya Sudzilovskaya

Anastasia Makeyeva

Anastasia Vedenskaya

Anton Semkin

Olga Filippova

Valeria Lanskaya

Created by Yury Korotkov, Georgy
Golovenkin, Alexander Vysokovsky,

Leonid Porokhnya together
with Zinovy Royzman

Directed by Zinovy Royzman

Music by Yevgeny Shiryayev

Director of Photography — Vitaly Konevtsov

Art Directors — Vadim
Afanasyev and Yuri Konstantinov

Costumes by Ksenia
Mavrina and Zhanna Lanina

Make-Up by Natalia Ramlya
Casting by Tatyana Statsman

Montage Director – Irina Michurina,
Sergey Khegay and Anton Zudochkin

Military Consultants – The
Hero of the Soviet Union

Colonel General of
Aviation Nicolay Antoshkin

and Research Assistant of the
Central Museum of the Armed Forces

of the Russian
Federation Alexei Pavlikov

Produced by Ekaterina Yefanova,
Andrey Anokhin and Vlad Ryashin

The song “The Sky on Fire”
composed by V.Matetskiy

with lyrics by A.Lukyanov is
performed by Alexander Marshal

THE ATTACKERS. The Last Battle

Don’t shoot.

Start!

Notung?

The course is 230.

I’m Notung. I’m following the course.

Herr Major, no experiments are permitted.
Do you remember the order?

I know my order. It doesn’t
mean that I’ll fulfil it, though.

I’m Gyrfalcon. How do you hear me?
Do you copy? I’m Gyrfalcon.

We’re above the target.
We’re starting the work. Kolya, go!

Yes, sir.

‒  Fillipok?
‒  Yes?

‒  What do you have?
‒  Everything is clear, commander!

The girls are in our rear! At 5 o’clock!

I copy!

The gunner of this PE isn’t good enough.

Rita, Nadya, watch the boys with 6 eyes!

This is Jay-2, this is Jay-2.
I got you. We shall watch the boys!

I got you! Girls, I think
that the gunner is nice!

‒  Stop talking!
‒  Aye-aye!

Roscha? This is Jay-1. Everything is clear.
We’re continuing to escort Gyrfalcon.

We’re starting a turn!

They flew 40 km behind the front line,
but everything is clear. This is weird.

It has been clear so far.

I don’t like it. Why do the Germans
let us take the pictures?

It looks like that are luring us there.

It is weird indeed. It’s easy
for a Messerschmitt or a Fokker

to knock a PE down at that height.

What if the Germans want to give
us disinformation, commander?

A Messerschmitt! At 6 o’clock! Damn it!

This is Gyrfalcon! This is Gyrfalcon!
We’re under attack!

And I thought… The Germans won’t let
us take pictures of their positions.

Kolya! Get rid of him!

Jay! Damn it! I’m Gyrfalcon!
I’m Gyrfalcon! We’re under attack! Jay!

This is it! Damn it!
Fillipok? Cover for us!

They’ll knock the PE down.
Where are the fighters?

Damn it! These girls shall
not fly but crochet laces!

Shall we alert a flight on guard?

No. We’re too far from there.
We won’t get there in time.

This is Jay! Calm down, we’re close by!

‒ Are they alive?
‒ They are… for now.

Hold on, boys!

Here you go, bastard! Take this!

Not bad, not bad. However,
the battle won’t take place now.

Base, I’m Notung. The missing
is fulfilled. I’m coming back.

Girls, don’t follow him! We have an order.

We won’t follow him.

Gyrfalcon, your rear is clear.
You may continue your flight!

Thank you, little ones!

We’re continuing to escort Gyrfalcon!

‒ Uncle Misha, please check my right wing.
‒ I will, I will.

‒ A piece of a shell hit it.
‒ I’ll do it. Go and have rest.

‒ Sergeant Voytik, where are you going?
‒ On business.

What business do you mean?

I asked him, Captain.
I like to smell daisies after the flight.

‒ I love flowers.
‒ I got you. Thank you.

Be careful, boy. You may get burnt.

‒ Comrade Commander, may I address you?
‒ You may.

We met a weird German today.
I saw such a guy for the first time.

I thought I knocked him
down. However, he escaped,

and I didn’t even understand how
he did it. And one more thing —

he bid farewell to me
by waving his wings.

Consider yourself lucky, Captain.
You’re not the only one to have seen him.

Let’s go to the headquarters, Sergey.

The pillboxes are in plain sight. However,
we can’t destroy them with artillery.

We need pointed bombing strikes.

With concrete-piercing 500-kg bombs.

We shall look for
bypasses, Comrade Commander.

We won’t pass their points of
anti-aircraft defense directly.

Bypasses with 500-kg
bombs under our bellies?

My PEs will consume a sea of fuel.
If we tie additional fuel tanks,

it’ll increase the weight.

Zhukov gave us two days
for the preparations.

Colonel Chernishov, I’m waiting
for a concrete action plan from you.

Yes, sir.

Does the head of the headquarters
want to add something?

Please mind that the most experienced
people shall be involved in the operation.

Any questions? You may be free.

Do you need me, Comrade Commander?

Ilya, thank you. Scouts are worth
their weight in gold nowadays.

I’ve already signed the papers to
award Vasilevskaya and her flight.

Thank you, Comrade Commander.
There is one detail, though.

The scout’s PE was only
attacked by one Messerschmitt.

Messerschmitts never fly without
second wingmen, only in pairs.

And this one was flying alone.
Besides, it could have knocked it down

‒ but didn’t do it.
‒ Why does that worry you?

It looks like the Germans
didn’t want to knock the PE down.

Do you think they are trying
to palm off disinformation?

I’m quite certain.

Go to the regiment and gather
your eagles for the operation.

‒ You’ll be covering for the PE.
‒ Yes, sir. May I go?

You may. Say hello to Vasilevskaya
from me. She is a good pilot.

And a good girl too. Is that so?
I’m serious, by the way.

Pay attention to her. If I wasn’t
married, such a beautiful fiance

wouldn’t escape me. All right, go!

‒ Captain Polyvanova.
‒ Captain of the Medical Service?

I’ve been waiting for you for three
days! Lieutenant Colonel Bestuzhev.

Yes, Comrade Commander.
We got stuck in Smolensk.

What are you doing now?
Gathering flowers?

No, sir. Our car broke.

‒ Sergey, look at their engine.
‒ Zina is picking flowers.

We’re waiting for our
car to be repaired.

We’ve been waiting for
you for long. What is it?

It’s a hopeless case.

Will you help us,
Comrade Lieutenant Colonel?

How? I’m not good at car engines.
We don’t have time. Sergey, let’s go.

Our regiment is close by.
We’ll send some help.

‒ Or you may go with us if you want to.
‒ Together with Zina?

‒ I have only one free seat.
‒ You may put the sacks into the trunk.

The maps, the letters… It’s too serious.
I may only take you with me.

No, thank you.
I’ll wait for the car to be repaired.

As you wish.

‒ He is so strict!
‒ Yes. We’ll see what he is like.

Come on, bros. I’ve paved the way.
She is a cool lady!

Oh, Vitya! You’re like a machine gun.
You’re firing indiscriminately.

What about Karine? You were
talking so much about her…

Ruben, sorry. I have another target
at the moment. Please understand!

‒ I’ll show you!
‒ Stop, guys!

Brothers, the main thing
is not to be scared.

A bullet is scared of brave people,
right? Right. A bayonet is scared

of brave people. A brave person
isn’t afraid of the enemies.

Ladies are giving in to
the brave! Do you get it?

Mykola, what’s the matter?

‒ This is right.
‒ Sorry, Comrade Captain.

You’re brave, aren’t you?
Will you be my second wingman?

Sure, Comrade Captain.

We’ll have the first
joint flight next morning.

We’ll see what kind of a hero you are.

‒ Bon appetite, boys!
‒ Thank you.

I told you that she was cool!

I’m a Military Medic Polyvanova.
I was assigned to your regiment

as a head of the medical service.
Zinaida Luchik here is a nurse.

Good evening. Captain Pragin.
You may simply call me Lesha.

We have been waiting for you for long.
Our commander said that you were close by.

‒ Is your commander strict?
‒ Our commander is great! You’ll like him.

Do you think so? All right, we’ll see.

Brilliant! Let’s have dinner
and then you may go to a sauna.

I wish we could do it vice-versa.

I’ll arrange it for you.
Skyba, Mamukyan, Voytik?

‒ Go! Help them!
‒ Faster!

Come on! Take these things
to the medical storage.

I’ll see you off to the sauna.

‒ Sasha, what are you reading?
‒ Poems.

‒ Yacky!
‒ Read them aloud.

“There are no shorter words than in poems!

That’s why the poems are eternal!
There is no more sacred sin

than to love without care”!

It’s great. Who wrote that?

Poet Shishenevitch.
Think these words over, girls!

“The right to love without care”!
What strong words!

As if written about me.
I love strength. In everything.

One shall love with force.
Only in such a case it will be real love.

And all these tears and
snot are for the weaklings…

‒ I don’t know. I think that love is…
‒ What?

‒ I don’t know.
‒ Well? Who knows what love is?

Ask Milka! She is the most
enigmatic out of all of us.

She is keeping silent all the time.
She must be thinking about love.

Milka, what poems do you like?

Why do you call her so? “Milka”!
She is Lyudmila. Aren’t you, Milochka?

No, Sasha, I’m Milka.
There is such a name too.

It is, isn’t it? How interesting!
Tell us about something.

We don’t know anything about you.
Who are you? Where are you from?

What may I tell you? I come
from Belarus. From under Minsk.

I see. I’ve never been there.

It must be good there.

It is. It was good.

Why?

Why are you so sad? We’ll win
the war soon. We’ll come back.

You’ll come back home. Your relatives
and loved ones will meet you.

Your boyfriend will meet you.

Did I say something wrong?

They won’t meet me.

They will, Milka! Of course, they will!
You’ll see. How can they not do it?

‒ They won’t meet me.
‒ What has happened?

They all died.

They were burnt in a synagogue.

I went to Moscow in 1940 to enroll
into an institute. I had an aunt there.

When the war started, we stopped
getting letters from home.

I started to work for a plant.
In a bureau. In October,

when the plant was evacuating,
I got an order to move to Kuybyshev.

When I was packing things, a boy came
to my aunt before leaving for the front.

David. He came from our town; he was
a son of our neighbors.

He saw it all.

He used to have dark curly hair.

He turned grey then.

I can’t!

Maybe you shouldn’t go on, Milka!

David broke through to our forces
with his battery in September.

He joined them when…
his family had been burnt alive too.

There was a shed behind our house.
We used to play there when we were kids.

When the Germans walked along our village,

somebody started to shoot at them
from the shed. I don’t know who did it.

He killed a few of them.

They killed him too.

Then they drove the Jews from
the neighboring houses into that shed

and set it on fire. They splashed it
with fuel and set it on fire.

David hid and they didn’t find him.

The people were crying.

David said that when the
Germans left they went there.

– They tried to dig a pass under the wall.
– And?

I don’t know. It must have been too late.

David… went to the front as a volunteer.

I couldn’t go to Kuybyshev.
I went to our commissar at the plant.

He started to shout about what he would
do with me for disobeying the order.

I told him everything.
So, he told me to study to become a nurse.

But I decided that… I should shoot
at those bastards from the air!

Shoot, shoot, shoot!

The commissar knew somebody
at the flying school.

He sent me there.
So, here I am with you, girls.

Forgive me for speaking so little.

I just can’t bring myself to talking.

Mum, dad, two younger
brothers and a little sister…

They won’t meet me anymore.

And about love — one can’t…
As for the poems…

I had a book. David gave it to me.
It was small, like a palm of my hand,

a book for children.
I remember a poem from there:

“A tail in a plait; thin legs;
a turned-down lip…He is bushy and golden

with a white star on his forehead”.

It’s a foal!

– Did you call me?
– Yes, Political Supervisor. Sit down.

I heard that Sergeant Voytik is
transferred to the second squadron

as Captain Vasilevskaya’s
second wingman. I think that…

I asked Vasilevskaya to
make him her second wingman.

We shall have some experienced
pilots in the flights.

I got you now. And I thought
that she invited him herself!

This is it. I have a personal
request to you.

– I’m all ears.
– Do you see Sychevka?

Yes, I do.

A pilot is buried there.
We used to serve in one regiment.

I want to visit her grave.
I don’t want anybody in the regiment

to know about it. Is it OK?

What if an inspection
arrives from the headquarters?

This is why I ask you about it.
I want you to cover for me. It’s close by.

– But I…
– We loved each other.

Maybe I won’t have another chance to do it.

I’ll cover for you, Commander.

– Well? What shall we do with her?
– Let’s put her down as an Unknown.

Are you out of your mind, Junior
Sergeant of the Medical Service?

An Unknown in my hospital?

Ivan Stepanovitch, the wounded’s
papers burnt down. The nurse died.

We know that she was being
transferred from another hospital.

The wounds are fresh.
She had a surgery on her leg.

She was recovering, and then…
Think for yourself.

She will talk to a guy from the
Special Department when she can.

Everything will work out fine.

– She is beautiful. Very beautiful.
– Do you like her?

– I do. Perform her papers.
– OK.

Afonin, Grigoryan,
Dementyeva, Smirnov, Yusupov

How can they erase me with one bullet,

with one shell from an anti-aircraft gun?

One hit, and I’m there no more!

The rest of the world will survive.

And I will die.

First of all, we’ll all live.
In our friends, in their memory.

And secondly?

Secondly, you shouldn’t
think about it, Zhenya.

We’ll win, drive the Fascists
away and recall these days.

I’ll sew a dress.
An evening gown. A bordeaux one.

I want it to be bordeaux for some reason.

Yes. Bordeaux. Lenka
Shugayev would be pleased.

Tell me the truth, and the truth only!

What?

Do you believe that it will happen?

Of course I do.

– The victory?
– The victory.

– The dress?
– The dress.

You shall believe in it too, Zhenya.

You shall!

[Lyuba!]

[Lyuba!]

[Lyuba!]

[Lyuba!]

What is wrong with you?
Calm down. Don’t shout!

– What’s the matter with you?
– Go away! Go away!

Let me take it. Drink some
water, just don’t shout!

Where is your horse?

Petro, the bastard! Bloody policeman!

He promise to take me to the hospital.
He stole my horse!

– Oh, God, what shall I do with you?
– Lyuba! Lyuba! Lyuba!

Oh, God! Mummy!

Come to me! Come, come!

Oh, Lord! I’m scared!

– It’s all right. Calm down. Get in.
– Don’t do it!

– Don’t shout. Be quiet!
– Where are you taking me?

One moment. Be quiet.
I’m starting the engine.

Oh, God, help me!

– What? Have you given birth?
– Not yet!

Hold on a bit! There is only
an hour and a half left!

I’ll take you to our medical unit.
We have a good doctor.

Won’t the plane fall?

Don’t be afraid. This machine is reliable!

– As if there wasn’t enough trouble…
– Oh, yes.

Good afternoon, Comrade
Lieutenant Colonel.

Good afternoon, Comrade
Lieutenant Colonel.

– Where is your commander?
– He flew off.

No flights were planned for today,
if I’m not mistaken. Am I mistaken?

– You’re not, Comrade Lieutenant Colonel.
– What is “not”?

Aren’t they planned flights?

Are there no flights at all?
You confused me.

Lieutenant Colonel Bestuzhev left on
the regiment’s business. It’s close by.

What do you mean? What
“regiment’s business” is it?

May I report, Comrade
Lieutenant Colonel?

I’m Captain of the Medical
Service Polyvanova.

Report.

Lieutenant Bestuzhev left on my
request to get medicines and equipment.

I have nothing here, not even
bandages. You know yourself

that placing an order
would take a long time.

So, we made a deal with him. It’s close by.

Notung, I attack. Watch the horizon.

The Russian airdrome is
in ten minutes from here.

Go on, Hubert. Have fun!

Oh, God! Mummy!

– Roscha? This is the First! Do you copy?
– Don’t! Please!

Roscha? This is the First!
Do you copy? Do you copy?

What an idiot!

Yes! We knocked him down! With our bare
hands! He drove himself into the ground!

Do you hear me?
Hold on, hold on! Don’t die!

Roscha, I’m Bes! Roscha!
Do you copy? I’m Bes! Roscha?

Bes…

Do you realize that one shall
be sent into a tribunal for that?

Are you playing a fool with me?

The Commander is approaching!
He is under attack!

He is… Come up, everybody!

No flights have been planned!

The Germans’ invasion
hasn’t been planned either!

However, they keep
coming, Lieutenant Colonel!

It’s not a regiment. It’s a mess!

No. It would have been a
simple killing. I need a duel.

I’ll wait for a better moment.

– Comrade Commander, are you intact?
– I’m fine.

– Take her out of here.
– Be careful!

Take her to the medical unit. You’re
not alone! Where did you take her?

Let’s talk about it later.

Where shall we put her?

On the table!
On the table! Go out, everybody!

It concerns you too, Comrade
Commander. Faster, faster!

There are neither
instruments nor bandages.

Give me the scalpel. Bring hot water!

– What is wrong with your arm, Commander?
– Nothing. Just a scratch.

– Let me see.
– Stop it!

Come on, show it to me!

She is unconscious. She is barely
breathing. Faster! How is her pulse?

Let’s pull the baby out.

Oh, damn it! You need
to go there yourself!

I have a bandage.
Please bandage it for me.

Give it to me.

Oh, Lord!

What do you have?

Maksimov from the Special Department
came here while you were gone.

I felt it!

He wanted to check
the battle readiness of the pilots

on the eve of tomorrow’s operation.
You were absent, so he started to shout.

Girls, what do you have? Is it a boy?

It’s a girl. 52 cm long.
She weights over 3 kg.

What about her mother?

She lost too much blood.
We failed to save her.

The equipment and medicines for the
medical unit are already on their way.

They’ll arrive by the evening.

– Was she your wife?
– Who?

The girl to the grave of whom you flew.
Vilorik told me about it.

No. We loved each other.

I’m very grateful to you,
Comrade Polyvanova.

You’re welcome.

The attackers will be the first
to go to the marked targets.

Your task is to take fire upon yourself
and suppress the weapon emplacements

of the enemy. We shall prepare the
bridgehead for the general offensive

to break through the German
fortifications along the entire front line.

This task is difficult but not impossible.
I hope you realize your responsibility.

The head of the headquarters will explain

to Bestuzhev the task
of his regiment. Go on.

The dive-bombers with concrete-piercing
bombs shall strike from the west.

– Well? Did you get the bandages?
– I didn’t fly to get the medicines.

– What did you fly for?
– I visited a grave of pilot Dementyeva.

Are you out of your mind? We’ll talk
about it later, Lieutenant Colonel.

It’s necessary to provide for the
general offensive of our troops.

There is a special task for the
fighters of Lieutenant Colonel Bestuzhev.

What if the Germans come back?
What will I buy for this money?

– They won’t come back, father.
– Swear to God!

You’re crossing yourself in a wrong way.
You shall do it like this.

I give you a word of a Communist.

Do you have some other money? With Lenin.

The portraits on these
notes are almost erased.

I don’t have any more, father.

Take her. I’ve been hiding her in the
woods from the Germans for three years!

Thank you, father.

Thank you, father.

The task is the following: the
army’s headquarters want to test

the German anti-aircraft
defense by the pillboxes.

We were entrusted with escorting
the attackers who will try

to break through the lines of the
German anti-aircraft defense directly.

So, the headquarters want to
feel the Germans by the udder.

One may say so. Our
task is the following.

When the Messerschmitts arrive,
we shall engage in a battle

and let the ILs bomb their targets.
We’re helpless against the German

anti-aircraft guns, so stay at
your height. Is that clear?

It is.

– It is, Commander.
– Get ready! We take off at 16:30.

We’ll have to concentrate
before the flight.

It’s the first battle flight for many
of our young pilots. We shall inspire them.

Where is our Political Supervisor Padalko?

Did you see our guys taking
off? When you grow up,

you’ll be a pilot like Auntie Masha.
You’ll be a pilot too!

No way! No planes! After the war,
she’ll be an actress like Lyubov Orlova.

– Well? Did you bring it?
– My girl!

I did. There is no dry milk anymore.
This is all I found. Oh, wow!

Let’s go, come on…

I’ll kiss him to death now!

Political Supervisor,
you did great! A hero!

At ea…

Attention, Bumblebees!
These are the Bees. We can see you!

I got you, Bees. Attention!
This is the First!

One minute to the target.
Get ready for an attack!

These are the Bees!
Bumblebees, we’re watching you!

Second flight, rise to 1,000 m.
Second round of the bombing.

Regroup in a circle. Attention!
I attack with rockets! Let’s start!

It has started!

Look at how we’re fighting them, Sinitsa!

We’re fighting them for you.
For your family.

Square 17-4. The height
is 600 m. Fighters, attack!

The Messerschmitts are at 7 o’clock!
The Second, cover for me!

A Messerschmitt! I’m the
Second! I’m under attack!

Roscha! Roscha! We’re under
attack from the Messerschmitts!

– Damn it! He is approaching again,bastard!
– Turn more to the right!

I can’t reach him from here! Fly away!

I’m the Third! I’m jumping!

This is it! I’ll fly there myself!
Announce an alert! The 5-minute readiness!

– You can’t! You can’t fly there!
– Why not?

The boys there are unexperienced!
The Fascists will kill all of them!

– They are not boys. They are soldiers!
– Vilorik, go away!

They’ll manage! It is the war! The
Commander shall be at the commander’s post!

They believe in you. They shall
hear your calm voice on the air.

– Say something to them!
– Thank you!

Attention to everybody. This is Roscha.

Cover for the Bumblebees.
To do this, divide into pairs.

The first flight will engage
in a battle with the fighters

and the second flight will cover
for the Bumblebees. Do you copy?

Yes, Roscha! The second
flight is covering for them!

We knocked one down!

This is the first flight! I’m under
attack! Cover for me, somebody!

– Everything is clear, commander!
– Thank you, Sergeant!

This is Bee-3. They are flying
away! They are flying away!

Don’t follow the Messerschmitts!
Escort the ILs home! This is an order!

We got you. We’re coming back!

Congratulations on your first
flight! Throw him in the air!

Brothers, don’t do it. Stop
it, brothers. Leave me alone.

What’s the matter, brother?

– Do you have a cigarette?
– Vitya, what happened?

I… I don’t remember anything.
There were so many of them!

All painted brightly and scary. I
was shooting. I shot and shot but I…

I didn’t hit even once. I
missed all my shots. I failed.

End of Episode Three