All language subtitles for I.Am.20_1964-WEBRip 720p_KORSAR.EN 25

Gorky Film Studio

I AM TWENTY

Screenplay by
M. KHUTSIEV, G. SHPALIKOV

Directed by
Marlen KHUTSIEV

Director of Photography
Margarita PILIKHINA

Production Designer
I. ZAKHAROVA

Music by
N. SIDELNIKOV

English Subtitles by
T. Kameneva

Cast:

Sergey Zhuravlyov - V. POPOV

Nikolai Fokin - N. GUBENKO

Slava Kostikov - S. LYUBSHIN

Anya - M.VERTINSKAYA

Olga Mikhailovna Zhuravlyova - Z. ZINOYEVA

Vera Zhuravlyova - S. STARIKOVA

Second Lieutenant
Alexander Zhuravlyov - L. PRYGUNOV

Lucia Kostikova - T. BOGDANOVA

Conductor - L. SELYANSKAYA

Kuzmich - Sasha BLINOV

Anya's Father - L. ZOLOTUKHIN

Chernousov - P. SHCHERBAKOV

Vladimir Vasilyevich - G. NEKRASOV

Friend - N. ZAKHARCHENKO

This is Radio Moscow.

Moscow time is 7:30.

Mom.

You got a leave?

No, I came for good.

Seryozhka!

Now, now, there she goes.

Kolka!

Fokin!

Seryoga!

Seryoga!

Hi!
When did you come?

- What?
- I say when did you come?

I can't hear you!

Hi!

- Why didn't you write?
- What?

When did you come?

- I can't hear you!
- I can't either!

Turn it off!
Turn off the music!

I'm asking: why didn't you write?

I can't hear you.
Come on down!

Seryoga!

Slavka!

The elevator doesn't work as usual.

Slavka!

Slava, you forgot!

- What?
- The bottles!

Bring them up here!

Come on, don't be shy.

Where have you been so long?

Lucia, there was a queue there.
No buttermilk, I took "B"- rice.

He's just being modest.

He let all the young
mothers go ahead of him,

led an old lady across the street,
and helped to detain a hooligan.

Is that all?
And what's this?

We're having a party.
We have to celebrate.

Celebrate what?

Come in.

Seryozhka?
Where have you come from?

From afar.

Why are you standing there?
Come on in.

- Well, to the disarmament.
- To the disarmament.

Let's join in the peaceful,
constructive work.

Goodbye, guys.

Lucia, why are you fluttering there?

How you doing here? What's new?

Slavka got all the news. He's a father,
a family man, a home owner.

Yes, we got a room.

- Getting into the swing of consumerism?
- I am.

Like crazy.

Bought a bra and a floor lamp.
You can't stop him now.

- A money-grubber.
- A skinflint.

- Gobseck.
- You're just envious.

And why can't
single young men

be envious of someone else's
happy family life?

Get your own.

- How do you like my creation?
- He's all right. What's his name?

- Volodya.
- Vladimir Stanislavovich.

And the mother has changed.

- For better or worse?
- Got more mature.

Got older. How can it be otherwise,
with no help from him at home?

- How old is he?
- Five months.

- And twenty days.
- Men grow so fast.

And we are getting old.
Well, to the peaceful...

- You'll scare the baby to death.
- Depriving me of a father's rights.

To the peaceful coexistence,

which might make us
family men.

He'll skip it.

I didn't know you were
against peaceful coexistence.

- I'm not against it.
- He'll skip it.

Let the enemies of peace skip this
toast, but we'll drink to it.

Seryozha, eat something.

It's really great coming back from
the army, everyone's happy to see you.

It seems, my dear old friend,
We shouldn't have guarded our freedom.

For we have saved thus nothing less
Than our own loneliness.

You know Lenka Karabanova?
From House 12.

Pashka Kashlakov was seeing her.
She got married to a master of sports.

Zhenka Zhuravlyov is a big man.

I met Sergachyov there,
he got ears like this, even bigger.

- He's a great guy.
- It depends on how you look at him.

He's playing for "Spartak",
they gave him a room.

- In Cheryomushki?
- Right.

They wake you up
at night by an alert,

and make you double- time 20 kilometers
in full marching order.

They wake us up
each night here by an alert.

It's a nice city, a green one.
Though, too hot.

We walk up to the movie theatre.
"Lonely woman" is on.

- What woman?
- It's a movie, "Lonely Woman".

- Deserted woman.
- Dumped woman.

- Unhappy woman.
- Forgotten woman.

The woman in white.

Tired woman.

Woman with a guitar.

- It was the girl with a guitar.
- No, the woman with a guitar.

You think so?

I wanted to apply to the Energy
Institute, but was too late.

I wouldn't have passed anyway.
One has to get prepared.

Then come to our laboratory. They hire
people with secondary education.

You're a radar specialist.
They'll take you just like that.

I think I'd rather go to
the 11th heating plant here.

It won't be in the way of my studying.

And my mother will be pleased.
That's where father worked.

It's too bad, after all it's
electronics, progressive technology,

progressive salary, and it would
be more fun to work together.

You should've said so in the first
place. All right, we'll see.

- To you, Lucia.
- Thanks.

I'll join this toast.
You're a very good person.

I know. Too bad I can't.
Or I would drink with you.

I would have never thought
you'd marry Slavka.

No one had thought,
neither I, nor him.

Well, I guess he did think.

- We've made your husband drunk.
- He'll sleep it over.

This is the only way
to sleep after that stuff.

Reveille.

This is a great recording!

Good morning.

- Mom, shall I help you?
- Go, or you'll be late.

All right, I'm off.

Our care is common,

That our country would live on.

And no other cares so far.

And the wind and the snow

And the night time flight of a star

Are calling my heart

to exciting vistas from afar.

Hi.

- Hi.
- Nice evening.

Shall we go and rescue Slavka?

You might die yourself
but help out a friend.

Where are you going?

To the shop,
I'm out of cigarettes.

Then buy bread, too.
And we're out of butter.

Take a mayonnaise jar from the window
sill and buy some sour cream.

And hamburgers, too.
We got nothing to eat for breakfast.

And squash caviar, okay?

Salute.

Hi.
How you doing?

Everything's okay.

Hi, Sashka.

Ghena, are you in charge today?

Shall we dance?

Hi.

Hi.

You don't recognize us?

We came to Vera to study together.
We're Tosya and Shura.

- Remember now?
- Right, I remember.

Nice evening.

No precipitation.

Did they teach you to keep silent
in the army?

He's keeping a military secret.
Let's go.

C'mon, I'll lead.

I just arrived and mother says you're
home. So I went to look for you.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Where have you come from?

From a Pioneer camp.

Don't look like that.
I'm already a Pioneer leader.

- I'm sorry, Miss.
- Not at all.

- Who's he?
- An acquaintance.

I see.
Shall I keep it from Mother?

She knows.

- Does he have serious intentions?
- We'll see.

As you wish, I'm not holding you.

Slava, where're you going?

You may stay here
even for the rest of your life.

- What's up?
- What's the matter?

- Are you forbidding me?
- I'm not holding you.

Big deal, we just dropped
at the dances for a minute.

- Seryoga, I got an idea.
- What idea?

Let's go somewhere
and take a stroll.

Two girls are waiting for us. If you
don't know them, I'll introduce you.

There they are.
Which of the two do you like best?

A third one.
I'm going home.

Why?
What about me?

You'll be all right.
I'm serious. Go and dance.

I'll finish my cigarette and go home.
I'm tired.

Well, take care, then.
Or perhaps...

Hi.

- My heart's ready to jump out.
- What happened?

Nothing.
I was afraid.

Of what?

- What time is it?
- Ten.

I was afraid you'd leave.

I'm used to it.
Well, where are we going?

Straight ahead.
Let's just walk.

- Slavka, hurry up!
- Watch out!

I do believe, my friends, in
the caravans of rockets!

Slavka, what's the matter?

Kolka!

One ticket.

- Thanks.
- Don't mention it.

I'm coming!

- Is this ticket valid there?
- No, you have to buy a new one.

Some rules you've got here!

It is valid!

Vorobyov Alley.
Next stop - School.

Hello.
Did you get home alright?

- When?
- Made it to the subway in time?

- You must be mistaken.
- You were running late...

- Who's she?
- A nice girl.

Never seen her before.

She's not bad at all.
What's her name?

I never asked. I'll find out tonight,
at 8:30 at the Burevestnik Theatre.

Fast guy.

Good luck!

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Is Mother home?
- Will be here any minute.

Sergey.
You'll get yourself an ulcer.

Just a bite, I'm not hungry.
Where's Mother?

She'll be here, she went to a shop.

Kuzmich!
Nikolai Kuzmich!

What are you doing?
What about your homework?

I've done it.

Listen, let's go to a bathhouse,
get some steam.

- All right.
- Only move it, like by an alert.

Don't take the bag!
I need to go to my training.

Want to be an Olympic champion?

It's better than sitting
and watching your belly grow.

Careful.
Crazy kids.

What is this?
Where did you get so much?

I got my salary.

- So soon?
- No sooner than the others.

Where're you going?

Want to go get
some steam with Kuzmich.

- Seryozha brought this?
- Take the plates to the kitchen.

Kept his salary to himself, instead
of inviting someone to a restaurant.

I've never been to one.
He could have invited me.

One should spend his first salary
on merrymaking and remember it.

And now it will all
be wasted on housekeeping.

You need new shoes,
Seryozha has no suit.

Well, the shoes, that's not bad.

You fool, why haven't you
bought something for Mother?

I'll do it next time.

Ther ewill be no next time.
It's like Women's Day.

- Give me a ruble.
- Take it from the table.

I'm off, Mom!

C'mon Kuzmich.
You got a sponge and soap?

Is it really a shock that
Seryozhka brought his salary?

I think it's a joy.

Drink tomato juice.

Beer and soft drinks.

Fashion house.

Collect scrap-iron.

We are collecting it.

A group of trained wild animals.

Are you getting off?
Then let me through, please.

You're not getting off at the next stop?
Why are you standing here then?

By the way, she will
go away now and that'll be it.

Why are you stepping on my foot?
Young man!

Shame on you!
And he goes to college!

If anyone forgot to buy
a ticket, do it now!

It'sthe last day.
The drawing is tomorrow.

Buy a ticket, If you haven't yet.

The luckiest ones are left.

Next stop - Komsomolskaya.

October has arrived -
the woods have tossed.

Their final leaves from naked
branches;

A breath of autumn chill - the road
begins to freeze.

The stream still murmurs
as it passes by the mill...

How much time has it been?
Three months?

Yes, three months since I returned,

but I have a feeling
that I've never gone away.

I'm waiting for something all the time.
But for what?

When autumn comes, I bloom anew;

The Russian frost does winders for
my health;

Anew I fall in love with life's
routine;

Betimes I'm soothed by dreams, betimes
by hunger caught...

in the army, everything's clear,
it's service.

Reveille!

Yes, I envy the guys.

They have everything well ordered.

Slavka has his own life, his family.

Kolka is always
doing fine.

The blood flows free and easy in my heart,

Abrim with passion;
once again, I'm happy, young,

I'm full of life - such is my
organism...

Sergey, are you in love or what?

You lucky devil. I don't even
remember when it happened to me.

C'mon this is not the time and place
for it. Introspection in the dusk.

The weather just couldn't be better.

It must be nice at the beach now.

Yes, some situation.

The stream still murmurs
as it passes by the mill.

The pond, already frozen; my neighbor...

My neighbor looks somewhat gloomy.
Family problems.

They get married at 20, idiots,
and then walk with such faces.

If "Spartak" wins
in Moscow,

then ties it in Minsk,

and the Kiev team loses in Rostov,

then "Spartak" gets on the top

and "Torpedo" has no chances,
and it was a great team.

- Too bad.
- What's too bad?

You talk to yourself, but it happens.
What do we do?

- Shall we go to my place?
- And watch TV?

- I haven't got a telly.
- You'll buy one.

And hang about the street
in the evening?

Sure, the street isn't for the married.
Your place is in front of a telly.

As for me, only the court
can sentence me to that.

I'm going home
before you start crying.

Go on and prosper in the same manner.

- Look at him, he got hurt.
- You're just a blabbermouth.

- Or maybe it's the weather?
- Maybe.

Best of luck!
Lots of kisses, Nikolai.

What shall we do?

Let's sign up for
the dressmaking courses.

Let's go right now
and sign in.

And what if it was that very thing,

the only chance in life?

Of course, I was being stupid.
I just had to come up to her.

Kolka would have never got lost.

I know where she lives: the house
and the entrance.

Or maybe I just imagined it all?

Kolia!

Good evening.

Come here.

There's no crossing here.

Come on, quick!

What's the matter with you?
I was shouting and shouting...

Hi, Seryozha.
Here, meet my friend.

- Natasha.
- Sergey.

Let's go.

You've gone absolutely wild,
even bought yourself a hockey stick.

We're stocking up.

Any suggestions?

I can deliver a lecture
on the structure of the Universe.

- Not funny.
- And seriously?

We'll look for music.
You got a two-kopeck coin?

Two kopecks?
Wait.

Guys, you got two kopecks?

One, two, three, four.
Take them all. I don't need them.

- Are you leaving?
- Yes.

Wait.
Have some tea, I'll warm it up.

I'm running late.

Oh, it's winter!

Will you call me?

I guess you don't respect me?

Why do you say that?

I'm not working today.
Will be home all day.

Call me, will you?

We can go somewhere
tonight. Maybe to the movies.

I don't know.
I got to go.

Wait, there seems to be somebody...

You can go now.
Only be quiet.

I was so surprised yesterday
when I learned it...

Hello?

Kuzmich, It's me, Sergey.
Is Mother home?

Yes, home.

- Get her.
- All right.

- Yes?
- Is Mother not home?

She's coming.
Good morning.

Hi.

Yes?

- Mom, It's me.
- Yes.

- You see, I...
- Where are you?

I was delayed at a guy's place,
it was too late to go home.

It doesn't matter where you were
delayed. You're a grownup man.

But next time,
please call home.

We didn't sleep all night.

- Have you eaten?
- Yes.

I gotta go, there's a queue here,
I'm calling from a pay phone.

What's the problem?
I'm working.

- Everybody's working.
- I'm working for the family.

Am I supposed to thank you
everyday for that?

You don't have to thank me everyday,
and you know it perfectly well...

Why are you shouting?
Maybe you're not happy with us?

Please don't start it again.
You know I love you.

After all, I'm the head of the family.

I deserve some attention,
some respect.

I get tired, too. You think
having a baby is so easy?

I have no time to look into my precis.

No time to look into her precis!

I get no help from you at home.

- Are you starting again?
- Why again?

- Who goes shopping?
- Oh, you went shopping just once...

Who's taking Vovka
for a walk on Sundays?

Exactly, only on Sundays!

But we've got such a swell boy!

What fun it is, with feet in sharp
steel shod.

To skim the mirror of the smooth
and solid streams!

And how about the shining stir of
winter feasts?

Now we celebrated another New Year.

One more year of your life,
comrade Fokin. Let's sum it up.

Among the best workers of
our laboratory we congratulate

the operator-technician
comrade Fokin

and award him
with a valuable present!

Hello.

Hello. Do you usually
greet all your passengers?

Have you forgotten?
You gave me an apple.

Ah, yes. Hello.

I'm out of stock. You'll have
to wait till the next season.

It's all right, I'll wait.
Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!
What shall I wish you for the new year?

I don't know.
And what would you like?

Good health, success in work
and personal life.

I wish you all the best.

Next stop - Stadium!

Did you get a lot of sleep while
on a sick leave?

I couldn't get enough sleep all week.

You shouldn't have hung out
so much at night.

I got so much work, no time for that.
When are you going on leave?

- Where to, Vera Aleksandrovna?
- It's none of your business.

When is your leave?

I haven't been working that long.
I guess, in summer.

They offer me to go on leave now.

We could all get together
and go skiing.

I saw skis at "Dinamo",
Polish ones, of red plastic.

- You can do anything on them.
- I envy you.

A month of skiing
and you'll be in form, too.

- I don't mean that.
- What, then?

Well. Everything
is easy and fun for you.

Every morning I work out with weights,
dive in an ice-hole and read papers.

So what's new?

Nothing's changed in the world
since you got sick.

You know, I was thinking,

and I realized that
I'm an absolutely right man.

I work, I plan to enter a college,

I participate in social
life, I'm an agitator.

You're just an ordinary Soviet man.

Where're those ordinary men?
Are you ordinary?

I'm a many-sided man.

- Hi, you malingerers.
- Hi.

I do everything right -
no reprimands, no criminal record.

Your picture can make
the cover of the Ogonyok magazine.

The insert.

- What's the score?
- 3 to 0.

A multicolor reproduction.

N. Fokin at the sick
Nekrasov's bedside.

Are we winning?

- Did you come here to watch TV?
- We are.

Lucia sent this.

Slava, didn't she send something
more substantial to supplement this?

No, she didn't even think of it.

It's sad.

I don't know, but sometimes I think

that my life is right and decent,
but that's not enough.

A disturbed conscience of a criminal.

You didn't rob or kill anyone.
Live and enjoy.

I understand you,
there's such a philosophy -

live and rejoice
that you're not a scoundrel,

that there're people who are much
worse than you are.

Your mother will come and,
as a doctor, she'll explain to you

that these are just
complications because of a flu.

By the way, someone is sending her.
Love. She's hurt you don't call her.

We bought an armchair.

- Whom am I supposed to call?
- Natasha. She says you forgot her.

There're wardrobes,
but they're not what she wants.

Want me to give you mine?

- I do.
- Take it.

All ways and byways got overgrown

where were walking feet of my own.

You feel sad, Seryozha?
Go on, nurse your sadness.

This is just a routine.

Way to go!

11 to 3.
Your machine is jamming.

- Why don't you fix it?
- I'll take a look on Saturday.

I've got an iron burned down, an alarm
clock not ticking and a weaving bike.

Bring them in.

- Kulibin.
- Russian whiz kid.

Printing pioneer Ivan Fyodorov.

Tom and Jerry.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

- Well, what?
- What what?

Tell me honestly, don't you
regret all those wasted years?

All right, enough is enough.

I got fed up at school with this
talk about the meaning of life.

We should live, and not engage
in idle talk.

My Vovka was silent all day yesterday,
and today he's screaming like hell.

You should get married.

Then you will live a full,
sensible life, like your friend here.

- Perhaps he's teething.
- Or maybe It's his tummy?

It must be his teeth, it's time.

Turn over.

Slava, get ready. Let's go.

I've never seen
the cupping-glass being administered.

- Stay for supper.
- I haven't been home yet.

- Come and visit us.
- Come everyday.

Come on.

I'm sick and tired.

What are you sick and tired of?

I'm sick and tired of this winter.

Don't bother, I'm not sleeping.

Vera, turn off the tap in the kitchen,
It's trickling.

Vitka.

It's easier to do it yourself than
ask you.

Can you hear me?
Yes.

I can't hear you very well.

No, no, nothing's happened.

You fool.

Just listen to everything dripping.
Open the window.

Yes, It's dripping.

The ebullient, the powerful,

Unconquerable by anyone,

My motherland,

My city of Moscow,

I love you with my whole heart!

Pass him to his father.

Come, come to your daddy.

Miss?

Hello.
Happy holiday.

Thanks.

How are you?

Fine, but you must've mistaken...

No.
So, how are you doing?

Thank you, I'm fine.

And what's your name?

Anya!

Anya! Anya!

Excuse me.

Where have you been?

- Kolka, help me out.
- What's up?

I'll explain.
C'mon Slava.

Hurry, hurry.

Lucia, I'll be right back.

Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me.

Anya.

- Friend, hold it, please.
- C'mon c'mon.

Salute!

Now I've got lost.

They'll think I fled.
And this is my favorite holiday.

Mine, too.

- I have to find them.
- No, they'll be all right.

I'd better go, anyway.

No. No.

I'll have to scream.

You can only scream "hurrah".

To the head of the column, quick.

Well, shall we fulfill
the seven-year plan in five years?

We must.

- You so scared me then.
- Why?

- Itw as like a chase.
- Was it really scary?

One shouldn't run after girls
like this.

- One should. One must.
- After all girls?

From the "North Pole 8" station.

Moscow.
Red Square.

The May greetings
and congratulations on the holiday.

This is what a group of
new settlers report...

- They're waiting for you there.
- They've been for quite a while.

I think they can
do without you there.

- You're not the most important person.
- Why do you think so?

The most important one comes with
a guitar. He's already there, you hear?

Do you really have no heart
and leave me alone here?

Really, it would be inhuman.
Wait for me here.

It's just for a minute, honest.

Anya!

If you don't come back.
I'll call at every apartment.

All right.

There's half a bottle left,
and sandwiches. Are you hungry?

- Is the party in full swing?
- Yes.

What, fireworks again?

Let's run, quick!

- I'm home.
- What do you mean?

This is my entrance.

Well, goodbye.

Go.

Into the rain?

It stopped.

Go.

I'm already going.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Are you angry?

No.

Go.

Are you going to spend the night here?

Why not?

Well, if you like it.

- Will you call me?
- Yes.

Write down the number.

I'm writing.

G-6.

G-6.

Thirty-four.

Thirty-four.

Twenty-one.

Twenty-one.

- You got it?
- Right.

Go, then.

I'm gone.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Whyare you up so early?

Getting myself warm.

- Insomnia?
- Doesn't matter.

I'm starved.
Should call Kolka.

Kolka!

Kolia!

What do you want?

- Come here.
- Why?

And bring something to grub.

You're hungry already.

Am I dreaming you
or you're real?

Macaroni with meat.

- What are you doing here at night?
- Getting some fresh air.

That's it.

Slavka.

Just in time.

Am I condemned
or what, really?

Nothing ever pleases her.
You're forever gone, she says.

Forever hanging about with your pals.

I'm forever doing everything alone.

- What's going on, actually?
- Contradictions.

No contradictions.
That's it. Enough.

Let her try
and live on her own.

Women.

Men and women - that's
the main philosophical question.

The most important thing is
not to give in, guys. Yes.

I'll provide for her financially,
of course, but otherwise, that's it.

You don't know
your good fortune, guys.

There's everything in your life:
love, quarrels. Shakespeare!

And I've got a folding bed
on the balcony.

- I'll go away.
- Where?

To Magadan.
She'll be sorry yet.

Great timing. On holidays.

That's it, the holidays are over.

Stern weekdays are here.

Part Two

You're acting foolishly, Kolia.
You don't value your free time.

- What has less calories?
- Take a salad.

Munching some popular pulp,
books for reading in the subway.

You should get more serious.

Are you on a diet?

Trying to eat healthy.
Had a good holiday?

Yes, thank you.

Kolia, give me a sandwich.

- There you go.
- Thanks.

- Hi,Valya.
- Hi.

Please.

- How was your holiday?
- Good.

I saw you on television,
at the demonstration.

People must know their heroes.

The time we live in! Watching
demonstrations on TV like soccer.

I guess you drank to that, too?

- We did, but only to our plant.
- Exactly.

Valya, don't be angry.

I'm not angry.
Why should I be?

Vladimir Vasilyevich,
will you have a talk with them today?

- Yes, I will.
- I'd like to give you some advice.

Avoid too much talking
and commenting.

The point is to teach them the ropes.

Be wary of explaining commonplaces.

Why are you eating just sandwiches?
You don't take good care of yourself.

- We live for our work.
- Right, only for work.

I couldn't, you know.
Something came up.

But you promised,
we were waiting for you.

Everything changed on the go.
You got a record player, didn't you?

That's not the point.

My guys are just listening,
with no questions asked.

With you, It's different.

What if they have questions?

It's all right as long as
they're not stupid questions.

Sometimes if someone gets bored,
he raises his hand.

People are interested in talking
as equals and asking questions

when they believe
what you're saying.

Mankind spends half the time
on clarifying their relationships.

Enough, I'm fed up with it.

Can't you understand
that people began asking questions?

Do you always know what he
thinks about when he's asking?

- About what he's asking.
- You're no strategist.

I'm just a second lieutenant,
and that was long ago, too.

Well, how about it, Valya?

Well, that can't be helped.

- I got a confidential question.
- How much?

- Five rubles.
- Will it do?

Do you have a handbook
for college applicants?

I'll return it on pay day.
Thank you very much.

Isn't it too late to study?

So at 8:30?

At 9 then, okay?

Okay.

Goodbye!

Goodbye! Goodbye!

Goodbye, comrade Pyoryshkin,
comrade Kiselyov,

comrade history, chemistry.

Goodbye, my notebooks.
Mommy, I'll be late.

- Stand still.
- Everything's all right.

You should apply for the Energy
Institute together with me.

You'll be prompting me
at examinations.

Count only on yourself.
I've got my own road in life.

Mommy, that's it.

There we go. You see?
I'm coming!

Coming! Coming!

Mom, I think this clock should
have gone to a museum long ago.

- What?
- My greetings and congratulations!

It's so difficult to love a princess.
It's such an agonizing process!

A hand in a hand, a life in a life.

That's love's eternal decree.

And I will always come to you.

You have to just call me.

Go to bed now.
Why are you still reading?

Come on, it's late already.

Sciences nurture youths.
But not enough.

Equals the mass
per unit of volume.

Damn, I forgot it all.

Go to bed.

Mom.

Listen, they offer
vouchers at our work.

On a boat down the Volga
to Astrakhan, for 20 days.

Why don't you go?

I can't go anyway,
I have to prepare for the exams,

there will be consultations.

Money will be no problem,
I'm going to get a bonus.

Are you sleeping, Mom?

Yes, I am.
Go to bed, too.

All right.

Past one o'clock.
You must have gone to bed

Or maybe you're having
this as I am, too

I'm in no hurry

with lightning telegrams

I have no cause

to wake or trouble you

She loves me? Not? I twist my arms
like crazy

and having broken my fingers
fling them away

It's thus the petals of first-found
daisies

are plucked and guessed on and
sent off in May

Behold, my love, what hush has fallen
on the ground

The night has given starry due to
the sky high and spacious

At times as these you rise and speak
aloud

to ages, histories and all creation

What hush in the world...

What hush in the world...

Past one o'clock, you must have gone
to bed

The Milky Way streams silver
the night through

I'm in no hurry, with lightning
telegrams

I have no cause to wake or
trouble you

With lightning telegrams...

With lightning telegrams...

With lightning telegrams...

With lightning telegrams...

Today is June22!

The day of our coming of age!

The bottle will go round the Earth
and return to Moscow!

It'll get into the Volga,

and the Volga flows into
the Caspian Sea, which is drying up.

It'll get into the Black Sea,
and then on into the ocean!

What time is it?

How are you doing?

- Everything's all right?
- Yes, all right.

- Good for you.
- Congratulations.

Yes, yes, everything is fine.

Where? At Pushkin Museum?
All right, I'm on my way.

What works at the Young Artists
Exhibition did you like best?

I liked Oleg Komov's sculpture
"A Coed's Departure"

and Tatyana Ivanitskaya's drawings.

Thank you.

We continue reporting from
the Exhibition of Young Artists.

The old halls of the Pushkin
Museum grew young again...

- Hi.
- How's the exhibition?

The joy of Peredvizhniki.

Who is he?

Have seen him a hundred times,
still don't know who he is.

But I know that he always
criticizes the Peredvizhniki.

- Why?
- It's his habit.

Thank you.

These are the youngest
visitors at the exhibition.

- What's your name?
- Vova.

I see you're a Pioneer.
What did you like here?

I liked
the ancient Greek sculptors.

And what contemporary
works did you like?

- Come on, let's go.
- Where?

I'll show you
my favorite work.

All right, let's go.

Wow, it's great!

It's just great!

And where's your favorite work?

Here.

Where?

There it is.

There!

I know.

What do you know?

My span grows short, I need no warning...

- But.
- But for my life to go on...

And mine?

I must be certain in the morning...

- Of what?
- That I will see you...

- Me?
- That very day and before long.

And that evening, too?

- That evening for sure.
- And tomorrow.

- And after tomorrow, and in a year.
- And in a thousand years...

And in two thousand years,
and in 15 thousand.

At least like this.

Yes, at least like this.

Hello.

May I come along with you?
I fell behind my group.

Come on.
This is Sergey.

- I'm Oleg.
- Sergey.

- How is the exhibition?
- The joy of Peredvizhniki.

Ivan the Terrible
Kills His Son.

By the way, your parents are here.

It'll be nice
meeting your close ones.

- How are you doing?
- Just fine. And you?

Just like before.

- Did you travel anywhere?
- To Stockholm.

With soccer players?

No. This time, with ichthyologists.

Pay special
attention to this man.

He's extremely educated.
He knows three languages.

- Two.
- You can learn one more in a jiffy.

- He was in Guinea.
- In Ghana.

- He played badminton with...
- Yes, I did. I did.

His bride is
a television announcer.

- I think it's quite enough...
- Enough for dying of jealousy.

Attention! My parents are coming.
Will you say hello?

No. Give me a call
sometime, the number's the same.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Who's that guy?

He's an interpreter,
and he happens to be my husband.

What?

My husband.

How come?

We haven't yet started
divorce proceedings.

- I had no idea that you...
- I guessed that much.

And why are you divorcing?

He's just a complete idiot.

Well, I wasn't lucky, that's all.

- Good evening, grannies.
- Good evening, sonny.

Seryoga.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- I'm going with you.
- Why?

Let's take a stroll,
drop at the movies?

I can't, Kolia. I got to run.
Can you lend me a fiver?

Let me see.

- That's all I've got.
- Is that all?

Maybe we'll ask your tenant?
Does he pay you anything at all?

No chance, he's sent his whole
salary to his wife.

What shall I do?

Maybe Lucia will lend it?

Since Slavka
moved in with me,

she's been pretending
she doesn't know me.

Lucia!

Lucia!

Lucia!

Hi.

Hi.
Happy marriage.

Thanks.

Lend us a fiver.

Let's see.

Slava, how is it?

Look closely
at this door.

It's just closed behind our comrade.
Let's bare our heads.

All right, I'm off.

I'm already 10 minutes late.
Take care!

Come in.

Oh God, just look at that!
When will be the end of this?

How are you doing?

Don't worry, lady.
Everything will be tip-top.

Wait a second,
I'll change.

Hello.

Hello.

Oh, you're home.

This is Sergey.
And this is my dad, naturally.

Good to meet you.

- Sergey.
- Her dad.

We got to go.

We've just met and you're
already going. This is not very...

How about a drink to our meeting?

- I've heard so much about you.
- Really?

At least I know
that your name is Sergey.

And knowing my daughter,,
this is a lot of information.

You're in the mood today.

C'mon turn around.
I haven't seen you for so long.

This thing becomes you.

C'mon take a bite.

We've learned how to drink,
but not know how to eat after it.

- I have bad newsfor you.
- What?

We'll see each other
even less from now on.

Why?

I'll leave home soon.

Yes, yes, I happened to hear
something about that.

Your mother shared this news
with someone over the phone.

So it's true?

It's true.

- The two of you decided so?
- Yes, the two of us.

And where're you going to live?

We're looking for a room.

You got the money?

Yes, I'm working.

- Have you ever rented a room?
- No.

And she has,
but it was I who paid for it.

Of course, the money is not the matter.

But all this doesn't look solid enough.

Don't you think, guys,
that it's time to grow up?

it seems to me that with you
that process got somewhat delayed.

I shall work, too.
We'll manage.

And what about your institute?
Your education?

You're a gifted girl. It would be
a pity...

We'll do both.

It would be wiser to stay here.
There's enough room.

- What is it you don't like here?
- I don't know.

But lately
I don't feel like coming home.

Perhaps It's because
I'm growing up.

Even if that process has been
somewhat delayed.

He must be getting a pretty
strange impression of our home.

I'm not trying to make him
get a good impression.

Don't you think the problem is not
that you find it hard to live here.

You'll find it
as difficult to live elsewhere.

I've already heard it,
and even read about it.

You should know better that our young
people aren't afraid of difficulties.

Go on.

I already know
everything you can tell me.

I don't find your tone
quite proper.

Do you speak to
your parents like this, too?

No, not like this.

What do you think
about this conversation?

What do you care? You don't want
to know and it doesn't interest you.

All you want is
that people think less.

You're wrong, one always ought to
think, especially at your age.

- How old are you?
- 23.

What do you want to become at 30?

A movie lover.

Anya, answer the phone!

I don't believe in people who are
too witty at an early age.

- I'm fed up.
- Fed up with what?

Soon we'll separate
and just visit each other.

I like it that you're
keeping silent, Sergey.

I too used to be silent and listening.

Sometimes people say very useful
things.

Hold on for a minute.

I'm sorry, Dad.

It's a difficult conversation
and, naturally, I'm nervous.

That's why I'm too blunt perhaps...
Try to understand.

I understand.

Lately I've got out
of touch with my daughter.

It happens sometimes.

You must understand her,
she really feels nervous,

and so...

This conversation...

What's your relationship with
my daughter?

I hope it's serious?

Yes, it's serious.

I'd like to believe you.

You can believe me.

Of course, it'd be better if you
stayed here, there's enough room.

All right, no more about it.

You must understand her, she was
nervous, and this conversation...

Yes.

It's not for me to judge,
and there are things

I have no right to interfere in.

Yes, yes...

She put on quite a show and left.

Please, sit down.

She can't understand one thing.

I wish her well, I want her to be
happy,

I want a normal, peaceful,
pleasant life for her.

She hasn't been very
successful at that lately.

Obviously, you know about it.

Listen to what I'm going to tell you.

I guess I would have never
told that anyone.

You, both of you, are at
the threshold, so to speak.

For everyone of us,
there comes a day

when you have to think
and make an important decision.

Like in the fairy tale.

A stone with an inscription:
you go left,

you go right,
you go straightahead.

I think thoughts like these
did come into your head.

How can you know?

Why shouldn't I know that,
my dear?

I know.

Because you're only
at the start of your road

and I've already covered
a fair part of it.

Sometimes I was lucky,
other times not very lucky,

and at times absolutely out of luck.

So, remember, you can
rely only on yourself,

no one will help you,
not a single person.

As a matter of fact, people
don't care a damn about each other,

however regrettable it may be.

I've known and I know people.
Take some from my company.

I'm associating with them at work

and I've been having an opportunity
of observing them closely for a while.

With some of them
we were even starting up together.

And they haven't achieved
anything, absolutely nothing.

Because they haven't grasped
something, they got confused.

Oh, kids, kids,
you're still so naive,

you don't know anything about life.

But there're simple
and crude things in life,

such as, say,
a wage, an apartment.

I understand, you probably feel
embarassed to talk about that,

it seems too prosaic,
so to speak.

But you can't get away from it,

and you have to reckon with it,
you can believe me.

As for the young lady,
she'll never leave home.

These are just words.
I know her pretty well.

And what kind of a road
are you offering me?

I'm not offering you anything.

This is for you to decide,
so to speak.

You have to decide yourself.

That's how it is, my dear.

Everything's all right. They're
waiting for us. Let's go.

What kind of man is he?

What did he mean - people don't
care a damn about each other?

It can't be so.

It can't be
that he's right.

Where are we going to live?

We can live at my place.

No. How about going
visiting every other one?

What do you mean?

First visit my friends,
then yours,

then mine again,
and so all through the night.

I don't know. Never tried it.

Does it embarass you?

Then we'll go only to mine.
It's nice visiting.

Let's have a night of fun
to spite everybody.

You know, I got
so much to tell you.

You don't have to tell me anything.

It's strange that we didn't know each
other and even might have never met.

One doesn't place an ad in a paper -
"Looking for a good man".

Though, why not?

I'll open up a paper in the morning

and call you.

I'll say, "Hello.
You've been waiting for me?"

And I'll reply:
Where have you been for so long?"

And where have you been?

Doesn't matter. What matters
is that we've found each other.

Do you love me?

And you?

You don't feel sleepy at all?

No.
And you?

A little bit.
I think those guys were bored.

Why have a party then?

Perhaps you're right,
but not having parties is even worse.

Maybe.

- Shall we walk?
- Yes, let's walk.

It feels so good like this.

You and me.
What else do we need?

Right.

I could walk on and on,
as long as we're together.

Well, I'm home.

- Oh, I don't want to go in there.
- Don't go then.

Sounds so simple and wise.
Don't go if you don't want to.

But what can I do? Alas, alas, alas!

Look, let's live at my place.

In a cupboard.
Dad, mom, my wife and I.

There's no dad.

Sorry.

- Well?
- Well what?

We have to decide.

Decide what?

- I don't understand.
- What is it you don't understand?

Go, you need
at least some sleep.

Not a chance,
I must be at work by 8.

And I'm not going to the Institute
today. Will you call me?

I will.

Come on, what's the matter?
What is it?

I don't understand,
why make irresponsible statements,

leave home in the evening
with big declarations,

only to return there at dawn
and say "good morning".

Sometimes the circumstances
are above us.

Or below, what difference
does it make? They're important.

What did you need that show for?

Can't you take
responsibility for your actions?

- You don't like it?
- No, I don't.

I believe it should be either this or
that. Otherwise one shouldn't blab.

What do you want from me?

Single-mindedness,

consistency of thoughts and
actions, inner harmony?

But I'm not a harmonious person.

I know, only
ancient Greeks were harmonious.

But since it's difficult to verify,
let's leave the Greeks alone.

With great pleasure.

I can't talk about serious
things at such an early hour.

Good night.

Good morning.

As for the circumstances,

what's important to me
is you, and that's all.

And now come here.

- This is Zhuravlyov.
- Hello.

The boiler engineer.

These comrades are from Ghana.
Show them the instruments.

We work here.

- Here?
- Yes.

- This is the dashboard.
- Dashboard?

The dashboard that controls
the boiler's work.

The boiler, yes.

What's the matter with you?
You should be more cordial.

Am I not?

- You didn't get enough sleep or what?
- Everything's all right.

- What's going on with you?
- Nothing.

- I can see something's going on.
- Something's going on with everybody.

Don't say if you don't want to.
Something's wrong at home?

No.

- At the institute?
- Everything's fine.

- Maybe it's her?
- Who?

I don't know. Vera, Valya, Svetlana?

Pelagea.

Or maybe I'm wrong, Anya?

Maybe you're absolutely right
and I don't understand something?

Nothing's important except you and me.

There's nothing else around us,
and that's the point.

I guess it's foolish of us to fight.

It's nonsense, but we can
lose each other because of it.

- I don't want it.
- Me, neither.

I haven't seen you for a whole week,
I can't go on like this.

Me, neither.

Let's see each other and
discuss everything quietly, okay?

- We have to make serious decisions.
- Absolutely.

I got to go.
Yes, the ring.

I got to run.
I love you so much, do you hear?

I hear.
I love you too, very much.

Good afternoon.
Do you have any books by Fokin?

Fokin...
Faulkner, maybe?

No, Fokin.

Ah, Fokina!
Yes, we have.

- How much is it?
- 20 kopecks.

Thank you very much.

Olga Fokina. Poems.

- Are you finished?
- Yes, now it makes sense.

Have to check
the record of a series and zero.

Check it yourself tomorrow.

Sure.
Going home?

I'll stay for a while.

Get the commutation
scheme for tomorrow.

So you'll call me tonight?

As we agreed.

- How you doing?
- All right.

- Have you distributed the tickets?
- Did it yesterday.

Why are you staying late?

I want to think and get down
to the core of the problem.

Let's go take a look at it together.

- I got the whole collected works.
- Good for you.

- All finished?
- Right. Goodbye.

- Take care.
- Bye.

- What's the play?
- "Five Evenings".

- It's Raikin?
- No.

Right, "Sovremennik" Theatre.
Check it once again.

I have already.

I mixed it up with "Good Evening"
by Shurov and Rykunin.

If you get a chance, go and see it.

You're just like Vladimir Vasilyevich.

He advised me to see the Vienna
Ballet, which toured a year ago.

Funny man.
You've known him long?

Since I came to work here.
He's got a swell tape-recorder.

- An imported one?
- He made it himself.

And what do you think?

A very good machine.

I mean Vladimir Vasilyevich.

- In what sense?
- What does one usually think of a man?

I want to check my impressions.
He seems to be a good worker.

You know
my attitude towards him.

He's working all right,
working well.

Yes, he works well.
Sometimes he talks too much.

He's a man with a sense of humor.

Yes, with a sense of humor, but
mind you, he never says it to the end.

He always speaks his mind.

There're no such people who speak
their mind.

- Why?
- I don't know, such is human nature.

No, you're exaggerating.

Sure, he appears
to be bold, and even blunt.

But he's always choosing his words.
Remember what he said about Filippov?

He's not choosing, he just says it.
Don't you think he was right?

The machine is idle now.

And your Filippov had
his finger in the pie.

- Why my Filippov?
- What difference does it make whose?

Now we're sweating over it, then we'll
be in a rush. The old man is right.

In this sense,
he may be partly right.

Though I don't
agree with you completely.

We know those men of principle.

Just a cheap effect.
Gaining popularity.

I don't quite understand you.

What is there to understand?

Nonsense, you don't know him at all.

Right, I know him very little.

Let's have a smoke. Only two
of us here, no fireman.

Listen, I want to talk to you
frankly, without witnesses.

Only try to put yourself in my place
and understand me correctly.

Some of our comrades...

apparently not without good reason,

got an impression that
some of Vladimir Vasilyevich's

pronouncements
disorient...

Which comrades?

- I can't tell you...
- Filippov?

Why Filippov?
There're some more...

- Who?
- I can't tell you this.

Suppose it is I who think so,
though I'm not sure of that.

Maybe I would like
to check up on my impressions.

If I'm mistaken, that's for the better.

in such cases one would even be
glad to be proved wrong.

Vladimir Vasilyevich trusts you more
than anybody else. You know him.

I understand that you feel uneasy.
I don't force you to slander him.

But it can't be avoided old chap,
trust but verify.

Who are those comrades?

Well, it's Filippov.
But don't give me away.

You silly, just think how valuable
to us his support can be.

His laboratory begins
working on a new model.

They would need new people,
that means good prospects, promotion.

I can be quite candid with you,
I got nothing to hide.

After all, who is
Vladimir Vasilyevich to you?

Neither kith nor kin.

Yes, of course.

The other day I...

saw him with a young gal.

Maybe she's his daughter, or maybe...

Good, go on.

If we weren't alone,

If it wasn't like this,

I would have punched you up.

What stops you?

I don't like doing it without witness.

A joke.

Two jump down with parachutes.
They pull the ring, all goes right.

Suddenly they see a 3rd one fall like
a stone. He put on his kitbag again.

An old joke, but funny.
Did you hear the last question...

We did.
Did you call me?

- I did.
- What happened?

Nothing. I needed you.

You know,
there's such a word "needed".

He's got a swell girl,
I saw her yesterday.

And now?

Now not needed,
now everything's all right.

Yes, a very animated conversation.

Shall we talk
about something else?

About soccer.

- Hockey.
- Ice hockey.

Let's go and have a...

- I don't want to.
- Why not?

I don't know,
but I have an impression.

Mind, it may be
my personal impression.

That people are divided
into those with whom you drink

and those with whom you can talk.

We used to combine that before.

Yes, before, but now
I'm afraid we won't be able to.

I've never seen him
having such an idiotic mood.

It's just that we haven't seen one
another for long, Slava.

You know, pals, life
is taking its usual course.

Each morning, I get up,
go to work, buy cigarettes,

eat, breathe, go to movies.

And everyday I see both of you,

not counting the army, business trips
and other understandable reasons.

And this is my life.
I can't live otherwise.

Perhaps it's a habit?
I don't want to change my habits.

This is called Erich Maria Remark.

If you wish, I'll rush to you
in a racing car through the fog.

We may joke, but we'd better not.

All right, get down to business.
Be more specific.

You're so businesslike.
You both are.

I'm not businesslike, I'm preoccupied.

Now it's all
getting clear to me.

Why didn't you say so
right away?

Sorry, but at some point
I thought I had better not.

These are just emotions.
Go on.

They're hounding
a good man,

a principled, fine,
real man.

Yes, he may be difficult and thus
makes others' life not easy.

A regular on-the-job squabble.
You shouldn't pay attention.

How can I not?

To live and know
there's a scoundrel beside you,

greet him every morning,
shake hands with him.

He's always there,
sitting in front of you,

young and prosperous,
with honest eyes.

Do you understand? With honest eyes.

Just a horrendous character.

You know, lately
I've got tired of joking.

You're getting old, Kolia.

When people have nothing to talk
about, they crack jokes.

When they have nothing to think about,
they joke. It makes life easier.

By the logic of our conversation,
you're implying

that I joke too much
and therefore...

There's no therefore.

I don't always understand what you're
thinking of when you talk like this.

I guess it's not necessary.

Of course, there's nothing
necessary about this.

You've got a rotten disposition lately.

Maybe sometimes
we should get it rotten.

- Should we?
- We should.

Why am I saying all this to you?

You don't care about it, you don't
need it, I can see it.

You've changed.

I don't know why,
but it is so, it's obvious.

There have always been enough bastards,
in all time and among all peoples.

It's clear, he's a bastard.
I believe you.

You told him so, and what's
the use? Has anything changed?

Nothing.

If you respect yourself,
I think you shouldn't even

sink as low as
even speak to such men.

But what can you do?
What can I do, or Slavka?

You may accept
or not accept those people,

however, they exist
and you have to reckon with it.

Does he really thin kso

or just playing the fool?

The most important thing
is everyone's personal integrity.

Everyone is answerable
only for his own actions.

- There is such a theory.
- You live among people.

You and other people.
And you can't do anything about it.

You have to understand this
and stop torturing yourself.

To understand what?

To define a degree of relationships
and set yourself a limit.

Have you done it already?

- I'm in the process.
- Well, go on.

- I can't smoke here, can I?
- No.

All right, enough of that.
I'm glad we had it out at last.

No need to beat around the bush here,
everything in life is much simpler.

And let's call things
by their right names.

it had to happen some day.

We've grown up and we
look differently at many things.

- I'm not accusing you.
- Why not? Go ahead.

Well, obviously,
from your own position, you're right.

It's not the best position,
but there're even worse ones.

Well, thanks for that.

See you.
I got to run.

Of course, there's so much to do -
birthdays, holidays.

You're going to get it...

You're such a brave guy.

I was already thinking
I'd never see you again.

What happened?

They nearly killed me at the entrance.
I had to force my way in by parts.

The enthusiasm of the masses.

Picturesque in an old man's way,

Knots of wrinkles I will sustain,

I will don dozens of spots bald and
gray,

Only you forever young shall remain!

My decision's unchangeable, though,

To the time I'll announce my will -

No destruction will undergo

What I loved and am loving still!

And Pushkin drank his wine,

And laughed and cursed,

Was naughty, wrote verses,

And knew no distress.

He was doing fine...

Seryozha.

What?

What were you thinking about?

I was listening.

For their ultimate salvation
This order is forever to stand,

And the triumphant ignoramus

Has been convicted and condemned.

- You know what my greatest wish is?
- What?

Always to share
your mood.

When you feel good, I'll feel good.
When you feel bad, I'll feel bad, too.

I don't feel bad.

Be quiet, guys.
You can talk in a bar.

Later, we're disturbing people.

I had a strange
conversation with my friends.

And it's not just that conversation.

I've been noticing

that we no longer understand one
another, we're growing distant.

It troubles me.

You shouldn't get upset,
sometimes one has to change friends.

It's a natural process,
it happens to everyone.

One day
you turn around and see

that you're surrounded
by absolutely different people.

Yes, one day I'll turn around and
see someone else beside me, not you.

Or you'll turn around,
and instead of me, there is...

another friend, like that character
over there.

Why do you say this?

We'll talk but later about the dead
and death,

Which in the war is commonplace and
crude.

And yet, we desperately gasp for
breath

When our comrades die. Not a word...

Set tight the weather-bitten jaw.

The 350th day of war.

To make leaves quiver the dawn was
not yet trying,

Machine guns fired a rare warning shot...

This is the place. It's here he was
dying,

My comrade from the gunners' squad.

A doctor, o ra nurse there was no use
to call,

He wouldn't have made it till
the morning.

He didn't need anyone's help at all.

Just dying. And, realizing he was
going,

He looked at us and waited for
the end,

And forced a smile, an awkward smile
and lone.

His suntanned face had lost its tint

And, growing dark, it turned to stone.

Well, stand and wait. Freeze up and
don't fail.

Shut up under a lock your feeling.

And here comes a nightingale,

And starts its wary, tormenting
trilling.

The sand, liketime, streamed down
the trench in a flow...

I've got no one but you.

I don't need anyone else.
Do you understand?

A lily of the valley on tiptoe
Peeked in the crater made by a shell.

Yes, death is absurd, foolish, even
more so

When he, his arms spread wide away,

Said, "Guys, write to Pauline to know

That nightingales were singing here
today."

And sank into the chasm of silence;
for him was no more

The 350th day of war.

He never got his share of life,
of love, of drink,

He hadn't got enough of studying
or reading.

I was beside, in a trench closed in
a ring.

Like he about Pauline, about you I was
dreaming.

And, maybe, in the sand, in slushy
mud, like dough,

And choking on my own blood,

I'll say, "Guys, let Irina know

That nightingales were singing in
our part."

The letter'll fly all the way from here

To Zubov Street in Moscow, to my dear.

And even if it's so, the tears will dry
with time,

And if it's not with me, with someone
else you'd want to

Stand by the same birch tree,
a favorite of mine,

And gaze into a greenish pool of
water.

And even if it's so, children will be
born

For life, for love, and for heroic
deeds.

May they be, too, awakened at early
dawn

By nightingales, our poignant singing
birds.

May they be met by the sun's hot
showers

With flocks of clouds making their
statement.

I sing death's praises in the name of
life of ours.

We'll talk about the dead but later.

Farewell to you, Polytechnic!

Our life's running short. It's not
ovations that matter,

We're melting into human
multitudes

Within your space,
Polytechnic.

It's unbearable to part with you.

The Petrov Club.
Next stop - Supermarket.

How are you, comrade Yermakova.

Passenger, here's your two kopecks.

I haven't seen you for quite a while.

- Hello.
- What's new?

Nothing.
Working all the time.

Can I smoke here?

So that no one see you.

- What's new with you?
- My shoes.

I'm serious. Bought
Czechoslovakian shoes last week.

Nothing else new.

You don't look today
as you usually look.

- And what do I look like usually?
- You're not smiling today.

I'm tired, too much work.

The Mukhin Club.

Next stop - Department Store.

Guys, c'mon, let's buy tickets.

For a long time I will dream
A conductor on the tram.

For a long time I will dream you...

Where're your friends?

They have their personal lives.

Haven't you any personal life?

No, only my public life.

You got to getoff.
You'll miss your stop.

I'm going to ride on, comrade
Yermakova, will finish my cigarette.

Vorobyov Alley.
Next stop - School.

Why do you address me
by my last name?

- You don't like it?
- Well, it's all right...

Why are you asking then?

Just wanted to say
that I got a first name, too.

What is it?

Katya.

Katerina.
Nice name.

- And what's yours?
- Nikolai.

Kolia. Yes, I know.
Now we got acquainted.

Next stop - Stadium.

At first I mixed up all stops,
couldn't remember the names.

The passengers were not happy.

And now I can announce the next
stop without even looking.

I was even memorizing them.
Closing my eyes and repeating them.

Like poems?
Why are you laughing?

When I was in school,
I suddenly began writing poems.

I, too, had mine printed once
in our wall newspaper.

- Really?
- About Paul Robeson.

He couldn't be scared by any fiend,
At last he came to visit.

Our overseas black friend,
A fighter, a singer, and no midget.

Next stop - Proyektirovochnaya.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

- Here's the money.
- Here's your ticket.

Thanks.

I also wrote public verses,
and also for a wall newspaper.

The leaves of birch trees are so calm,

Here's our own collective farm.

But mostly I wrote about love,
in imitation, of course.

Funny, isn't it?

- Yes, funny.
- Why don't you laugh, then?

I'm laughing with inner.

Scary?

Very scary.

Actually, at that time I'm
laughing with inner laughter.

You were lying,
It's not that you're tired.

Are you having troubles?

C'mon give me your ticket.

- Everything will end up well.
- How do you know?

You've got a lucky ticket.
Save it.

- I'll sure do it.
- You'll be in luck.

Thank you for that.

Next stop - Burevestnik.

Tomorrow I'm going to sleep late.
It's my day off.

And will go to movies in the evening.

- Did you see the movie "Girls"?
- No.

It'll be on tomorrow again
at "Burevestnik".

No, I haven't seen it.

The tram goes to the depot!

Why?

Well, goodbye, Katya.

By etiquette, a man
shouldn't do it first.

To hell with the etiquette.
You're a nice girl.

Now you've noticed.

Very nice.
Goodbye.

- Take care.
- Thanks. I'll try to.

You're lucky you've got someone
like me, or you would've perished.

Mom, aren't we lucky!

Three books of "The Red and the Black".

- Seryozha, want me to give you one?
- Sure.

He knows the classics only
by movies.

It's shorter and ideologically
correct, everything's clear.

You're as up-to-date as the Youth Cafe.

Does my sister visit the Youth Cafe?

- And where do you go?
- To the planetarium.

So you're going to the planetarium?
What are they showing today?

The mystery of the Tungus meteorite.

The greatest mystery
is your girlfriend.

Why are you pestering the boy?
He's in a hurry, he got no time.

Of course, he got no time.
Very busy young people.

They're deciding now a difficult
problem: where to live.

- Really?
- Really.

I think since you've told me
it's no secret anymore.

Vera, it's none of your business.

Sure, none of mine and none of yours.
You keep mum and try to be delicate.

- You'll have more room for yourselves.
- We're not cramped as it is.

Why don't you bring her here?
For us to meet her and look at her.

- I will.
- Big deal, a very important person.

All right, stop it.

Books are good
when there're not too many of them.

- "The Problems of Therapy".
- Vera, wait, not this one...

All right. Howa bout "Analytical
Geometry", published in 1936?

Perhaps we can throw it away?

I'd rather not,
these are your dad's books.

- You all thumbs.
- I didn't mean to.

Night bird.

Look, what's this?
Some documents.

Documents.

Mom.

- I think this is...
- What?

- Where did you find them?
- Right here.

Where? Here?
Oh God, how could it be?

For the month of October 1941.

It's almost an archeological find.
We can report it to a newspaper.

A worker's food coupon.

A worker's one is mine.
They issued them to us in the hospital.

And a child's one, is it mine?

Seryozha's.
You hadn't been born yet.

Oh God, what a fool I am.
How could I have put them here?

Look, kids.

They're for two full decades.
That means a lot of bread.

Let's celebrate their 20th
anniversary. Esteemed food coupons...

There's nothing funny about it.

Seryozha and I had to live
without them for over half a month.

It's hard to explain it now,
and hard to understand.

- And how did you survive then?
- Just like that...

Eating only potatoes.

At night I had to be
on duty at the hospital,

and in the daytime I went to
the country to dig up some potatoes.

I remember some soldiers gave me
a lift. It was near Skhodnya.

They were digging up trenches,
and I potatoes.

I had no fear
at the time,

except that Seryozha
and I had lost our food coupons.

It was only later
that I got scared to death.

The soldiers went somewhere.
It was evening.

I'm digging up potatoes.
It was so cold, so muddy.

And I'm sobbing,
sobbing all the time.

Then I went back home.

I'm walking, not knowing where
the Germans are. Perhaps ahead of me?

And the sack is very heavy and wet.

But I can't drop and leave it.

The hungry Seryozhka's waiting home,
and there's nothing else to give him.

I reached Moscow.

Moscoww as dark.

The streets were empty and cold.
The soldiers were patrolling.

Our street was barricaded
with sacks of sand.

Only embrasures stuck out.

I fed Seryozha
and ran to the hospital.

And while I was away that night,
your father came home.

Right from the front line,
just for two hours.

He hadn't even woken you up.
Just kissed you and left.

What about me?

- You hadn't been born yet.
- Why not?

Just hadn't, and that's all.

I saw your father one more time
in the winter of 1943.

He lived at home
for a month after hospital.

Damn.

What is it?

Can't knot my tie.

You're going to suffocate me.

Got such a thick neck. You should be
put on a ration of 40 grams of oats.

- What do you need such a neck for?
- For my tie.

I'm off, Mom.

Olga Mikhailovna.

You won't be back late, will you?

No, not late.
I'm off.

Kolia dear, come home,
It's late already.

I got to go, too.
Goodbye.

-Thanks for your help.
- Not at all.

Sorry for writing curtly
and illegibly.

It's a horrible din,
the artillery preparation has begun.

As usual, I found just the right
time for writing a letter.

There're many Muscovites here,
even guys from our institute.

You know one of them -
It's Dimka Solovyov.

Remember him visiting us once
on October holidays?

I could have never imagined that
I'd sit in a trench and write to you.

Though, to be absolutely honest,
sometimes I had such a thought.

But I never believed that the fascists
would come so close to Moscow.

I don't know if I survive,

but I'm confident that Moscow will
survive, the USSR will survive.

Maybe we didn't say so very often,
but we always thought so.

That's all.
Kissing you and Seryozha.

The artillery's done its work.
Now it's our turn to go.

A whirl with events,
packed with jobs one too many...

packed with jobs one too many,

the day slowly sinks
as the night shadows fail.

Shadows fail.
As the night shadows fail.

Comrade Lenin,
I report to you

not by a dictate of office,
by the heart's prompting alone.

Comrade Lenin, the hellish work
that we're out to do

will be done

and is already being done.

And is already being done...

No, Seryozha, you're wrong.

I can't agree with you.

And it's not about Chernousov.

I don't give a damn about him.
What can he do to me?

But it pains me,
just pains me

that because of this situation
I may lose you,

a man very dear to me...

Congratulations.

I join in.
How old are you?

- Who asks such questions?
- 22.

Why we're not at the National?
Is a homemade pie in the making?

Aren't you tired of going
to the National Restaurant with him?

No, I'm not.

- And where do you go?
- From where it's easier to escape.

Where is that?

One can escape from anywhere
but the Petropavlovsk Fortress.

I got that idea last year.

- At your birthday party.
- I don't remember that.

I propose a toast
to Anya's parents.

I have no objections.

- We're not drinking that toast.
- Why not?

Why?
Because.

Let's assume I'm a foundling.

- She isn't doing badly as a foundling.
- She's an egotist.

I'm even better off,
I got no parents.

An orphan?

And where are they?

Near Smolensk.

Parents are for borrowing money
from them.

- Do they give you money?
- Not to me.

Perhaps they're right.

I can't believe that my daughter,
will treat her parents like that.

- How old is your daughter?
- She'll be 12 months soon.

A happy father.

Can't be happier.
Everyone can get that happy.

Why don't you have any children?

Do you have children?

We got no nanny,
we keep watch over our son.

It's not a son,
It's a sentry service.

They say if you have three babies
at once, you're given an apartment.

A great opportunity
to get rid of neighbors.

How can you know
how many you'll get at once?

Here's the man who could be
a father to a huge family.

You're mistaken.
I'm the man.

I've got an apartment.

Will Dolgoruky come?

- Who?
- Yuri Dolgoruky.

- How can he?
- Will come all the way here.

What were you just thinking about?

I have a feeling
that today something must...

What?

No, nothing.
You're a strange guy.

I never know what you might be
thinking when you're silent like this.

Hey, you, think of something!

Let's drink.

Not me, I feel good as it is.

Hi!

Hi, our dear potatoes!

Everyone got sour here.
Meet my friend.

- Yura.
- Kolia.

All we needed here is you.

Where did you get it?

At the Metropole.
A dish by special order.

Potatoes "a la Russe".

Take your coat off.

I can't, I have to make three more
visits. Even got no time for work.

Then don't work.

Congratulations.

The potatoes onto the table!

Why do you keep silent all the time?

I know almost nobody here.

It's even better.
It's so boring being among your own.

There're only your own here.

- How you doing?
- So-so.

Have you been to anywhere?

Couldn't you have asked
something else?

About what?

Seryozha.

Seryozha, you're wanted on the phone.

The Ural sAutomobile Works

has finished testing
a new powerful car...

Yes? Hello?

Who? Slavka?

Yes, It's me. Speak louder,
I can't hear anything.

What?

I think you're exaggerating.

Yes, as if it's the first time that
Kolka didn't spend the night home.

Yes, I think so.
You're wrong.

Yes.
All right. Bye.

All right.

Thank you.

A fall-winter fashion.
Please, pay attention.

This outfit got a special
award for modesty

at the Cannes festival.

A very practical garment for balls,
exhibitions and recreation,

countryside recreation, playing
skittles, and business trips.

The line starts at the throat

and ends in pleats
in the area of the spine.

You'll need 3 meters of fabric
1.45 wide to make it.

Dances!

- Shall we dance?
- Yes.

I was at a fashion show once.
It looked just like this.

I'm a model.

- May I have your phone number?
- I'm married.

I'm not asking for your hand,
just a phone number.

- What letter does it start with?
- K. I'm saying no more.

Quiet! You're in for a surprise,
something like bast shoes and potatoes.

Come on, come on.

Now we've got a complete set.
Bast shoes, potatoes.

An old ritual song.

All we need here are
Gypsies and bears.

Enough of that.
Let's drink.

To what?

To potatoes.

Why not to turnips?

I want to drink to potatoes.

Maybe you'd better
say that toast in verse?

It's clear that love is no potato.

To potatoes.

A toast to the beat of drums.

Experienced orators knock
through the rostrum with a fist.

I don't understand
what you meant by that?

And I understand.
I can guess.

What do you understand?

Omitting all
details, explanations,

protestations and incantations,

I'll define all your ideas
about potatoes like this:

hurrah or "kvass" patriotism.

- What?
- Derived from the word "kvass".

One can't
take it seriously.

Perhaps.

But what should
we take seriously?

What actually can we
talk about seriously?

Only don't take upon yourself
the role of national conscience.

Stop playing the fool.
I can talk like this, too.

We all can.

And what's next?

Are there things you
can talk seriously about?

Can you answer that?

If there's nothing
you can talk seriously about,

why live, then?

This is a provocative question.
I can put this question to you, too.

And I'll answer you.

I take seriously the Revolution,

the "Internationale" anthem,

the year of 1937,

the war, the soldiers,

the fact that almost all of us
have no fathers,

and the potatoes, too,

which had saved us
during the hunger and which...

- And what do you think of turnips?
- What?

What do you think of turnips?
You never said.

It was a nasty thing to say.

I said it automatically.

Stop, stop, stop.

Stop.

Take it easy.

You have to sort it out quietly.

Do you hear?

With a cool head.

I don't want to go on like this.

I don't want to.

One shouldn't drift with the current.
One shouldn't just drift.

All right, gather up your willpower.
Hold yourself together.

Today is the turning point.

I don't want
to just wear out the time,

to wear out the days.

Nothing lives its separate life.

Nothing.

Try to understand,
nothing exists separately.

Love, separately,
life, separately,

the time you live in,
separately.

Don't stand up.

That's what you're like.

- Is this your wife?
- No, my sister.

Your sister?

What's her name?

Verka.

Vera.

And where's mother?

On duty at the hospital.

- You work, too?
- Yes.

I had never thought
I'd have two kids like you.

Do you remember me at all?

I thought you were older.
Were you all so young?

We were like you.

I'm glad you've come.

What's the matter with you?
Can you tell me?

Yes. You have to
explain to me a lot of things.

- What can I...
- Everything.

I believe no one as I believe you.

I need your advice,
I need it now...

Quiet.

You'll wake up the guys.

Are they alive?

I don't know, I can only point out
those who had been killed before.

Him, and him.

And this one.

They'd all been killed in early morning,
about 5 o'clock, during an attack.

And you?

A day later, also in the morning,
and also during an attack.

It was raining the night before,
it was autumn.

- Were you afraid?
- Yes.

We run through the woods with "hurrah",
guys are falling down beside us,

but we don't stop, keep on running.

in the woods you never know
where they may fire from.

Did you know that you'd be...

No. I thought I'd survive.

Then I realized it was over.

The others ran on, forward.

I don't know who managed to make it.

- Too bad there's little time.
- I knew we'd meet.

We had to meet.

More than anything else I wanted
to talk to you like this,

talk about many things, most
serious things. Do you understand?

Yes.

I talked to many different
people, but to the one

with whom I wanted
to talk most of all

and had the right to talk,
I couldn't have.

It's not my fault, is it?

And it's not my fault, either.
I had no choice.

I'll drink to you.

And I to you.

I wish I were beside you then.

No, it isn't for you.

- And what's for me?
- Living.

Yes.

But how?

How?

- How old are you?
- 23.

And I'm 21.

I got to go.

- Are you leaving already?
- Yes, it's time.

My comrades are waiting for me.

Dad.

Goodbye.

It'll be morning soon,
you'll have to go to work.

I envy you.

More than anything else
I would like now

to walk through Moscow streets.

It's a great city,
the best city on earth.

Goodbye, son!

With each year, the distance
between us will be increasing,

you'll be getting older.

I'm leaving our Motherland to you.

And I leave it
with an absolutely clear conscience.

You must always
keep your conscience

unsullied, do you hear?

Good luck to you.

Don't forget me, all right?

The funniest thing is
that I've known them so long

that I don't even remember.
when we first met.

I guess when we were about 15.

Somehow I'm sure that no matter what
might happen, we'll be together,

always together.

And it's great,
I wouldn't want anything else.

It's more difficult for me than
for you, it's clear,

I shouldn't even mention it.

But I'm happy that, besides
my family, I got you two.

Everyday throughout my life.

And whatever comes, guys,

I'll always be with you.

You know that.

You fear nothing when you're not
alone and have something to believe in,

and, waking up in the morning, you
know it's worth starting a new day.

I wanted to see you so much, guys.

I value very much having
you in this world,

that we live here
and just couldn't live anywhere else.

And however difficult
it might be sometimes,

I know that
nothing can be more precious.

This all belongs to us,
an only possible thing for us.

And we'll be faithful to it to the end.

I know it.

It was Monday,
the first working day of the week.

The End