All language subtitles for В бой идут одни «старики» (1973) HEVC 10bit

This was a fight.

I thought it was a skiff.

How's the device?

Mirovo.

I get behind him, and he’s behind
me like... He was waving his
tail, that’s all he could see.

- Listen, why are you so far away?
- You see, it seemed that
the machine guns jammed.

Well, let's refuel.

- And he pulls and pulls
on the left turn...
- The dumplings are getting cold.

- With cherries?
- No, with cottage cheese.

- I completed the task, Commander.
- What did you see?

- I saw it, it was smoking alone,
but I didn’t see it fall.
- Not that.

Will you allow me?

- What did you see?
- From the first nine,
two lapotniks (bast shoes) were eliminated.

- The rest fled.
- Not that. Vano, what did you see?

We were pinned down by four Fokkers.
But we got out of it and came to you.

I shot it down!

I shot it down! I shot it down,
Comrade Commander.

- A-ya-yay! What have you done?
- We'll have to call
the parents to the director.

- Tomorrow.
- Exactly.

- Honestly, I shot it down.
- Out of fear, probably.

Congratulations on your first victory!

But, by the way, Ivan Fedorovich,
shooting down enemy
planes is not a feat.

This, so to speak, is the duty
of a fighter, our everyday
life. But what did you see?

- In battle?
- Well, yes.

Don't tell me.

- Hello, second one.
Give me some milk to drink.
- Alive? Did you break your paw?

10 holes, the tank was torn out,
but I didn’t have a scratch.

- What do you say, Maestro?
We will live. Thank you.
- You are welcome.

Well, what did you see anyway?

How come you didn't notice?

- Today we fought over my Ukraine.
- How can you notice it here?

The same fields, roads and villages.

No. But the air is different.

And the sky is bluer
and the earth is greener.

- Commander, about the greenery.
Here in Siberia...
- Well, why, dear, in Siberia?

Come to Bakuriani! Look at the
greenery. There in the mountains...

- Have you seen the Yenisei?
- I didn’t see it.
Have you seen Tskhenishal?

- Let's go.
- I didn’t see it!

Quiet.

Lark.

ONLY OLD MEN ARE GOING TO BATTLE

Give me the first one!
Give me the first squadron!
Give me the first squadron!

Yes. Comrade pilots,
please do not disperse. After.

Captain Dementyev, come to me!
Give me the first squadron!

- Comrade Captain!
- After.

Comrade Commander, reinforcements
have arrived. What are we going to do?

- Pick up the third one.
- I will!

I'm first, ninth! I'm first.
Ninth, respond! I'm first!

- Ninth!
- The radio is rather weak, it won’t work.

- A bit weak. Get strong!
- It's in the division.

So break out in the division!
You are a connection, not a
balalaika! Maestro, respond!

Maestro, I'm first! Maestro,
answer me, I'm first!

Commander, there are no miracles.

It's been 30 minutes since
he ran out of fuel.

Maybe we can start replenishing?

They need to be distributed
among squadrons.

Alive to alive.

We will always have time to distribute.

A fellow guard major in the division asked
for a new comedy, George from Dinky Jazz.

They gave it to us, and the
125th Regiment intercepted it.
This, let me tell you, is robbery.

- What did you intercept?
- From Dinky Jazz.

What kind of jazz?

From Dinka.

March!

Why are you all hanging
around at the checkpoint?

For dinner everyone!

Do you need a special invitation?

Oh, it's you, Sergey.

He ordered me to take everyone away.

But I'm a follower.

- I shouldn't have left him alone.
- Don't punish yourself.

Orders must be followed.

- I know.
- Go to dinner.

There will be wind tomorrow.

Maybe.

47 minutes.

I need to change the fitting in the engine.

But the storekeeper doesn’t give it.

Please order him.

You would keep dragging and pulling
for your Alyoshka. So we’ll leave the
entire flotilla without spare parts.

Okay, tell me what I ordered.

They brought George from Dinky Jazz.

Comedy, they say.

Yes...

Okay, okay, it will be okay.

- Free?
- Busy.

Will you allow me?

He said it was busy.

- Listen, let's go over there.
- Let's go.

Messers!

Makarych!

Take the device.
He waved without looking here.

You can hold on to the tail,
the dragon won't bite anymore.

And I...

...I knocked out the fittings for our nine.

And nine bye bye.

- Has everyone arrived?
- Wow!

- So why are you gloomy?
- I feel sorry for Nine.

Comrade Commander, he was shot down
while performing a combat mission.
Didn't make it to the front line.

The infantry came to the rescue;
they were just attacking.

At the aerodrome, the men
gave Messer a brand new gift.

Hello, dad.

Howdy, damn lucky!

And the parachute bye bye.

All.

- All. Second, rehearse.
- Let's go!

Everyone who distinguishes the
note C from the note F is behind me!

Oh, this amateur performance.
The personnel need rest.

Who said that we should give
up singing during the war?

After the battle,
the heart cries for music doubly.

From the screw!

You see, the chairman
of the collective farm.

Attention! At ease!

Kindergarten, not replenishment. Follow me!

Hey, I'll hit you in the neck!

- What are we doing?
- Small repairs, Comrade Commander.

Don't you want it on the neck? Oh!

- Sorry, Comrade Captain!
- Guard Captain.

That's right, Comrade Captain of the guard!

- I wish you good health,
Comrade Commander!
- Are you training?

That's right.

Develops the vestibular apparatus.

Practice.

Attention!

At ease, Cossacks!

What's new on the music front?

- In a sunny meadow!
- We heard.

- Blue handkerchief!
- Clear.

- Dugout!
- Good song.

- Will you allow me to get into formation?
- I allow it.

What were you humming?

- Dark-skinned woman, Comrade Commander.
- Give me a drink. Do you know the words?

Don’t be timid, Darkie, you’re a fighter.

So that's it.

Comrade Commander,
enlist in your squadron.

- And me.
- And me.

And us.

What school?

- Orenburg. Accelerated release.
- Take-off and landing?
Clear. What do you play?

- In what sense?
- In music.

On nothing.

You may not be a pilot, we
will teach you how to fly anyway.

- But you have to be a musician.
- I think he has flies.

- What?
- Which school?

Dutar. Orenburg School. Comrade
Captain, Dutar. I brought it with me.

Harp.

But I can’t stand music since
childhood. Especially the war.

War is all temporary.

- And music is eternal!
- My dad said the same thing.

By the way, an outstanding
palaeobotanist professor.

From child prodigies, that is.

And by the way, I didn’t come to the
Philharmonic to get hired, but to fight.

- Junior Lieutenant Antonov!
- I!

- First squadron.
- I will!

- Junior Lieutenant Zairov!
- I!

- Second squadron.
- I will!

- Junior Lieutenant Sagdullaev!
- I!

Second squadron.

I will!

- Junior Lieutenant Shchedronov!
- I!

Second squadron.

- I will!
- Tomorrow, at most the day
after tomorrow, the war will end.

As soon as they find out about
our reinforcement, the Luftwaffe
will scatter in all directions.

- Eagles!
- Wolves.

Cadet... Lieutenant Alexandrov!

- What are you worth? Second squadron.
- I will!

- Be equal! Attention! Comrade Commander...
- Leave me alone!

- Leave it aside.
- Here are your horses.

Here are your nanny mechanics. Meet me.

- Well, eagles.
- Which one of you is Alexandrov?

- I'm Lieutenant Alexandrov.
- I'm your mechanic.

- Yes? Fine.
- Are there enough cars in the flotilla?

Don't be afraid, you won't be horseless.

Lieutenant, don't smoke near the plane.

And I'm not dragging my feet.

- Anyway, men, please move away.
- What don’t you like?

- Why are you looking at me like that?
- You are my fifth.

Well, brothers in the winged formation.

Now let's see how you sing in the air.

- Which of you is the bravest?
- Everyone is brave,
but the most experienced...

- Do you allow me to take off?
- Comrade Commander, rocket!

Beyond the Dnieper, on the bridgehead,
the Germans are attacking
and pushing back our troops.

Reinforcements are
urgently being sent there.

- Enemy aircraft are
rushing to the crossing.
- Fifty Junkers are approaching.

Not a single bomb should
fall on the crossing!

- We’re going in a whatnot,
Solomatin is covering.
- Clear. As always.

- Titarenko in the attacking group.
- I will!

Kolosov, I'm coming with you.

- Don't chat on the way,
not a word in the air.
- I told you so.

- This concerns you too. No jokes.
- Clear.

- He's nervous.
- All. Departure in 12 minutes.

Don't take boys.
Only old men go into battle.

What about us?

- Take us too.
- We won't let you down!

Don't rush.

Enough for your lifetime.

Past.

And I'll hit...

- Thank you, Petrov,
mind your own business.
- K-6.

Got it.

What, you have nothing to do?

Fighters. Study the map of
the combat area like people do!

B-5.

Sunk.

Hooray!

Attention!

- At ease.
- Well, I’ll tell you now!

- How's the device?
- What's with the gun?

I'll call the gunsmith. She was fine.

- Comrade Commander, the task...
- Later.

Why did you leave the battle?
Has it jammed again?

Jammed.

Submit it to the tribunal, Commander.

Alyoshka.

The gun is fine.

You shot everything,
right down to the iron.

OK.

Okay, Makarych.

What, did you pinch?

Worse.

Didn't you have dinner?

- Are you mad?
- Hard in training - easy in battle!

- Me too, I found a maestro.
- Calmly. At first.

Otse is such a dog that when
the Nimzi came to the village,
they killed all the dogs.

And what did Lyuba love so much, so
much, that we didn’t want to bark at you.

Good evening in your house!

- Will you give me some potatoes?
- Sit down.

- What is the name of this wolfhound?
- Like you.

Alyoshka?

Oh, you!

- Hey, you, put out the fire!
- Soldier!

- I!
- Have you changed?

- That's right!
- Take the men to the dining room to eat.

I will!

Let's go men!

Shall we capitalise?

We'll do without heating.

Clear.

Are you planning a serious conversation?

What's wrong with you, Seryozha?
You're a fighter.

I know everything you say, Leshka.

The fighter has run out, Lesha.

All.

- I'm a coward, commander.
- Seryoga!

Shut up, Lesha.

Shut up.

I'm broken.

Do you remember Paniri?

Chatterboxes. We are used to saying:
A German is a coward.

The German is afraid of a frontal
attack and will definitely turn away.

But mine didn’t turn away.
So much so that the planes flew off.

Wing left, wing right.

I came to my senses on the ground.

The yak is burning out.

And before my eyes...

...cherry blossoms.

- We work hard, Seryoga.
- I know, Leshka, I know.

Believe me.

I swear to my mother,
I unknowingly left the battle.
I feel the car, my hands are in place.

I'm eager to fight.

How...

...will flare up...

I'll wake up..

...the fight is God knows where,
and I fell out.

I guess I want to survive.

You can't escape the war.

You can't escape yourself.

That's what's scary.

Submit it to the tribunal, Commander.

Here is the write-off report.

Where?

To the infantry.

To hell with it.

To the penal battalion.

To hell?

And who will knock down the diamonds?
I'm with the wallflowers, right?

That's all I can do for you.

And to help... You know,
Seryoga, there are moments in
life when no one can help a person.

He is born on his own.

And he dies himself.

OK. The owner does not offer tea.

To the point. Give me the map.

Sit down.

Will you ever get a
tablet or give it as a gift?

- And in battle a boot is more reliable.
- Well, then in battle.

So.

According to the partisans,
the enemy is transferring a large
group of tanks to our bridgehead.

Information has not been verified.

So fly, walk across the rooftops...

...look into the barrels of anti-aircraft
guns, and you will find tanks.

And you know, let me fly with the trophy.

On Messer?

Our own people may clap.

But there I will feel like I’m at home.

Well, that's a thought.

And we will warn our own.

Feel this forest. You will
enter from the enemy's side.

- Clear.
- You will get off at Nekrasovka.

But just look - no tricks. I know you.

Don't go anywhere.

- Don't reveal yourself.
- Clear. Do you allow me to do it?

- Return alive.
- I will!

Good luck.

Well, Ivan, let's go and
check the replenishment.

Vasily Vasilyevich, maybe...

- The tea is ready. Seagull?
- Seagulls, huh?

Do you think that while we’re drinking
tea here, they’ll have time to remove
the crashed plane from the runway?

Weakling!

Turn it off to hell!

Makarych!

All around! To hell with my mother,
don't let me see you!

I'm on a mission.
These are your responsibility,
drive them until you sweat.

- I?
- Exactly you.

I don’t know, Comrade Commander,
I don’t know.

Catches Grasshoppers.

Suspended from flights,
not given 100 grammes.

Appoint a duty officer,
a permanent duty officer
at the aerodrome.

Grasshopper!

- Where should we fly?
- Forward, to the west!

In this weather.

Makarych.

There are persistent rumours at Hitler's
headquarters that some Soviet falcons...

...some irresponsible mechanics make
the sign of the cross before the battle.

Everyone at Hitler's
headquarters is weak-willed.

- From the screw!
- Yes from the screw!

- Here he gives! In this weather.
- What is supposed to Jupiter
is not supposed to...

Comrade Senior Lieutenant,
are we going to fly today?

There is enough firewood for today,
learn the materials.

Give me a paw for luck, friend.

Cheer up, Grasshopper.
You will be on duty, and the
squadron commander will leave.

- Be grateful it ended this way.
- Shakespeare said about this...

Where did he come from?

The bosses, probably.

Soldier's commandment.

Away from management, closer
to the kitchen. They drowned.

Guys!

Excuse me, is this mail?

Or Voentorg?

- Are you lost, girls?
- Oh, doggy!

- We need to say hello, boys.
- Hello.

Let's go.

Important note.

- Comrade pilots,
I’m putting it in front of everyone.
- I see, Commander.

- Follow me!
- One, two, they took it!

Well!

Sorry.

Sorry, this is a man's business.

- Ivan, work.
- I will!

Work.

Got it!

- Where do the threads go?
- What threads?

Is this a flying sewing machine?

Push. You should have seen
how the Messers drove us today.

Oh, do you still fly?

- Sorry.
- Nothing.

Dear you are our Y-2.

Hard worker corn farmer.

Well, it’s okay, someday
we’ll erect a monument to you.

Thank you.

Not worth it.

Are you from Moscow?

- Yes.
- Neighbours!

First squadron, come to me! Night
lights arrived from a neighbouring flotilla.

How did you arrive?

By the way, Petya.

- Very nice.
- Good!

- Hello, fighting friends!
What do you have?
- The gas pipeline was interrupted.

Gas line? Our mechanics will have your
bookcase in no time. By the way, Petya.

Calmly.

- Don’t believe me? I want to tell you...
- By the way, these are guests
of the second squadron.

- And the best mechanics are here.
- Just like our traditional hospitality.

So go for a walk, Vasya!

- Messer!
- Calmly!

These are ours.

This is Maestro.

After difficult and gruelling battles,
when you go into a head-on attack...

...when the twisted face of a German ace
flashes before your eyes, when you see...

...rivets on enemy planes, we
fighters need emotional release.

And music helps us with this.
For everything is transitory,
but music is eternal.

And as Shakespeare said in Sonnet 18...

- Hello, boys!
- Hello, girls!

So what did Shakespeare say?

And not in the 18th, but...

...in the 19th?
- In the 19th.

In Sonnet 19 Shakespeare said...

Walk, Vasya!

They drowned.

Hey speakers!

What a discipline! Where are you
going without your elder's permission?
Especially from your own house?

Where is your traditional
hospitality, fighters?

Yes, comrade one, it has
been confirmed. Found.

Where we expected.

No, no, he definitely flew.

- How many times have you flown?
- Flew 4 times, walked over heads.

- Flew 4 times.
- There in front of the tanks...

...the general was sitting
on a white horse.
- I even looked at the shoulder straps.

- We're flying out.
- He walked a little low.

Vasily Vasilyevich, let's go,
the first one is waiting.

- Don't see me off.
- Well, thank you.

And you, Maestro, prepare a hole.

Well, Valya.

Let's go with Father's Kazbek...

In my opinion, Prokhorovka is on the
aerial photograph. I'll go to the
laboratory and check. I think there is.

- Well, how did the owners receive you?
Sit, sit.
- Yes, okay. But the impudent ones!

And did you report everything to me,
dear friend?

- All. The tobacco is good.
- Good. What next?

Yes, can you imagine, like in an operetta.

Tanks, but this one on a white
horse really appeals to me.

Well, you and...

Well, I waved once. Listen,
well, he should have been
punished, this is not the 41st.

-You were ordered not to reveal yourself.
- To hell with him!

- Why is he, the bastard,
on a white horse like that?
- I’ll still remember this
white horse for you.

- May I go?
- So, are you going to go by yourself?

Didn't understand?

Well, people Let's go!

- Aren’t you going to invite your
battle friend and commander?
- Where?

Yes, now the whole flotilla is
eager to join the second squadron.

Will you allow me?

Will you allow me?

Will you allow me?

You know, I wanted to
tell you one thing. If...

- Got it, got it.
- Go.

- Grandma, let's go dance.
- Yes, where there.

- Yes, we’ll hit such a lady now.
- So it stinks not to dance.

- Listen, why aren’t you and I dancing?
- We did our dance.

- I think, still in Spain.
- No.

Will you allow me?

May I allow you, Comrade Commander?

Have you seen it?
They don't know how to fly.

They also don’t know how
to shoot yet, but eagles do.

Everyone is here.

All this is beautiful, but this is general
consumer cooperation. Who likes what?

Dear guests of the second squadron, please
come to the Small Hall of our Philharmonic.

Curtain.

The second singer has a different profile.

We believe that a song is like a biography.
Here is Zoechka from Siberia.

The land is harsh, powerful,
and the songs are the same.

Vano - Georgia.

Mountains, and the rhythm
is so Caucasian. Wano!

Well, I’m from Tavria.

South of Ukraine.

The steppe is as flat as a table.

Whenever the Chumaks are running
wild here, they look at the Chumatsky Way.

Milky Way - in Russian. And the
songs are as endless as the steppe.

You understand, this is not a vocal,
but a sketch for a vocal.

And now you will hear the best soloist
of the 1st Ukrainian, former Voronezh,..

...future soloist of the Bolshoi Theatre.
- Very big.

A very large theatre.
Senior Lieutenant Skvortsov!

Nothing special.

Commander.

Cancelled due to technical reasons.

Maestro, Maestro.

But look.

New for the season!
There is no harp, take a tambourine.

From the screw!

- Allow me to address my Comrade Captain.
- Contact me.

Good evening! Comrade Captain,
while some here tried la-la-la...

...the first squadron provided repairs to
your cruiser. We got everything we needed.

- Thank you.
- Please.

Our first one - well done.
If Fokker or Messer fails,
this is the second one.

And if you get something,
this is the first one.

- Comrade Regiment Commander,
the Y-2 is ready!
- Thank you.

- Start it up.
- I will!

Well, that's all.

- But still give him the left one.
- Stop it.

Romeo from Tashkent was sad.

Juliet sped off in the corn husk.

- Comrade Lieutenant, stop sending.
- I understand you, I’ll shut up.

Otherwise I’ll get hit in the neck
and won’t accomplish my feat.

Listen, I don’t know what
feat you and I accomplished.

But the fact that this girl is at war...

This...

There is not enough paint.

What about you?

Maybe it will be useful?

- Leave the paint!
- There are no tanks there!

- I trust Captain Titarenko
as much as I trust myself.
- And I believe.

But neither the attack aircraft nor
the neighbours found the tanks. Empty!

- That’s why they are still not guardsmen.
- Okay, you, guardsman,
don’t get into the bottle.

150 tanks are not a box of matches!
Where are you going to put them?

Will he be there soon?

Second. As soon as...

Stop chewing! As soon as Titarenko
sits down, come straight to me!

- And your Uzbek is tenacious.
- Wait, he will still be a soloist.

Wait and see.

- What are they doing?
Are you crazy, or what?
- Turn away!

Turn away Titarenko!

Is he crazy, your lead singer?

Ninth, landing.

And it's not cold.

- The soloist is coming.
- Comrade Commander!

During a conventional frontal
attack, the enemy is shot down.
Allow me to receive comments.

- Young and green.
- Okay, let's sing.
It's a little weak on turns.

Old people have a 5 minute smoke break.
Yellow-mouths, come to me!

- Dark-skinned woman!
- I!

Well, young people, go to battle tomorrow.

In the first battle, the main
thing is to stay behind the leader.

You don't have to shoot at the enemy.
If you hold on to the
leader's tail, you will fly.

If you get confused, they will
eat you to hell. Blame yourself.

First, remember three can-nots.
You can't be blind in battle.
Turn your head 360 degrees.

- You can’t do the second...
- Grasshopper!

- I!
- Go to the commander. Mood
- Oh!

And third.
You can't leave a friend in trouble.
Perish yourself, but help your comrade.

And fourth. You cannot keep
a combat pilot on eternal duty.
Please allow me to fly.

And fifth. You cannot interrupt
your superiors. You are free.

I will!

You too.

- The Grasshopper was the
best among us at school.
- Comrade Commander,
he is not yet 18 years old.

You know, when he entered college,
he credited himself with one year.
But boy...

How long should he be on duty?

- Until adulthood.
- Comrade Commander,
they are calling to the command post.

Observed.

In!

- You just have to give way to elders.
- On the tram - please, but not in battle.

Let's sing!

I flew to my mother-in-law for pancakes,
and gave you a linden tree?

Couldn't these damned tanks fall
through the ground? And they
couldn’t take them away in time.

- I’ll report in an hour,
permission to take off.
- Okay, departure. Where are they?

Allow departure! And install
photographic equipment on Messer,
if my words are not enough for you.

Wow.

- Hold it.
- For what?

It's a pity there isn't enough hay.

Eats a lot.

What about you?

Leave the hay!

Listen, Maestro.

- What happened there?
- Training battle,
preparing reinforcements.

- So how?
- Normal.

Who was it that drove you there?

Yes, you know, he talked about wind-shields.
It goes straight ahead and doesn’t turn.

I can’t turn away, after all,
Hero of the Soviet Union, Commander.

- The girls are watching.
- Yes. And I'm not used to turning away.

- And this one is rushing.
- Did you have to turn around?

So as not to break any wood.
In general, men are good, let's sing.

Hurry up, men.

The Germans are transferring our
old acquaintances - Göring's
best vultures - near Kiev.

Made me happy.

- Why did they come to the start?
- Give up these superstitions.

Bad.

And...

Doesn't count.

In!

Don't wave at the tank without looking!

Star, I'm Maestro.

The irons are in place, disguised
as haystacks, and the sheds are
disguised as haystacks. Square 19.
How do you read?

- Got it, Maestro.
- Square 19, as you understand?

- Got it, got it.
- Hello neighbours!

How are you doing there?

- How are you doing there, Maestro?
- It's okay, I'm falling.

- Guys, I’m one of my own - Soviet!
- So, your own, Soviet? On!

- At least look at the uniform, men.
- He also put on our uniform! On!

Oh, in God's name, mother of
the soul! He also barks our way!
Oh you, queen of the fields!

It seems like yours.

And tell the flotilla that
he is alive and well.

Yes?

Very warm hospitality.

- I'll get there.
- We will provide transport, you sit down.

Now we will repair you, and
everything will be in order.

This is clean,
we keep it especially for guests.

- Fomin, throw away your harmonium.
Water for the guest!
- I will!

Now we are on track and for
cooperation between the military branches.

- Commonwealth.
- Don't be angry.

Here Messer alone has been kicking
around the medical battalion for a
whole week, can you imagine.

He hits the Red Cross specifically,
you bastard. The men decided it
was you and got excited.

A little.

It's good that he remained alive.

Well, aviation...

...for victory!

Let's live, infantry!

Well, we can.

We can’t, but we can.

Fine.

Wait, who's coming?

- It doesn’t go, but it goes. Dnieper.
- Volga. Come on in.

- I wish you good health,
Comrade Commander!
- Good health.

Makarych, take the device.
Here he waved without looking.

Sorry, there was no tank.

Who?

Dark-skinned.

How was it?

We practised teamwork in pairs.
Here are four Fokkers
from behind the clouds.

I've never seen anything like that.
Painted, with aces of diamonds.

Dad on the radio: Go away! Where? Pinched.

Suddenly Dark Girl:
Cover, I’m attacking! Well...

Boy.

It started spinning.

He should have taken the turn,
but he pulled and...

But desperate. Oh, and boy!

While we were taking off,
there were no Fokkers.

And he burns out in the weeds.

His things.

Yesenin.

There's a tunic there.

And Aunt Dusya.

His mother.

How will they tell Aunt Dusya
that he’s already, that he’s...?

Better yet, missing.

Already our release.

And you know, Vitka and
I are from the same yard.

At the station, when they saw us off...

...everyone was weird.

And Vitka turned...

...and says:..

... Look how our mothers
immediately aged.

How immediately...

Yaglama.

Yaglama senche.

Don't cry.

Kyzbole.

What do you think the sky will be like?

Osman.

What about the land?

Yer.

What about cherries?

Olcha.

Only it’s not a cherry, but an apple tree.

It's all the same.

It smells like home.

Poplar is the tree of my homeland.

Only ours are tall and pyramidal.

What do you think
the house will be like?

I love you.

So long.

This is in Uzbek: I love you, Masha.

Girls, Romeo and Masha.

Masha.

- I have to go.
- Romeo!

Yes.

It will fly if...

- Certainly.
- Romeo!

Just go first,
I don’t know how to look back.

O.K.

- And don’t look back.
- Yes.

- Romeo, we're late!
- Well, then I'll go.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Have a nice trip!
- Goodbye.

Let's not look back!

Novakov!

- Congratulations!
- I won’t let you down.

Kozhanov!

Kozhanov!

Kozhanov flew away.

Titarenko!

Congratulations!

- Do you want to say something?
- No, I can’t.
I'll tell you better in battle.

That's also true.

So our party grew by 8 people.

- At 6.
- At 8, Komsomol organiser.

At 8.

Congratulations, communists!

And you, Captain Titarenko,
have a party assignment right away.

Sit down, comrades.

Sit down.

Have you already met
Goering's diamond aces?

That’s right,
they burn for a sweet soul.

The enemy cannot be underestimated.

The German is a serious man.

But the fact that they burn for a
sweet soul is precisely what needs
to be explained to the young.

After all, all this hype with painted
aces, dragons is designed for them...

...and other evil spirits.
Relying on psychology: if you
intimidate before a fight,
you will immediately have an advantage.

You'll intimidate him.

- You have a lot of newcomers
in your squadron.
- It's true.

So your first priority, Captain...

...explain all this to them.

- More appropriately,
using personal examples.
- I see, Comrade Major.

I have my own scores to
settle with the Diamonds.

Should I write it like that?

Your day is like ours,
why would you kiss me on the...

- Maybe we can put an ellipsis?
- Rude. Diplomatic document.

- Cossack message to the Sultan.
- Ready!

- So, Grasshopper, translate into German.
- I will!

Quickly, but try so that it
is good literary language.

Ready.

- What, is that all?
- The rest cannot be translated.

Don't pull, otherwise
you'll get hit in the neck.

Come out and fight one on one,
we won’t touch you on take-off. Maestro.

Well, we wrote all day.

Stylist. Not funny, but accurate.
After the war you will be an editor.

And in war, commander, let me fly!

- We'll discuss it later.
Give me a letter to the old university.
- Let them translate it themselves.

- Are we all flying?
- No.

How about you fly yourself?

Senior Lieutenant Skvortsov
will go as a wingman.

I will!

I will!

Seryoga, we accepted the challenge.
Don't look up, let's get out of the sun!

I will!

- My weapon failed.
- What are we going to do?

- I'm simulating an attack!
Cover, I'm attacking!
- Got it, Lesha!

Me too, knights! Raise the second one!

Leshka, Messer is on his tail! Lesha!

Hold on, Lesha!

- You're burning, diamond!
- Nine, pull back, yours are in the air.

- Got it, dad!
- Go away, Lesha, I’ll tie them up!

- No, now we’ll sing a duet, Seryoga!
- You have a weapon...

- The weapon is fine - I bought it for you.
- I'll show you pedagogy.

- Comrade Commander,
what’s wrong with you? Are you safe?
- Give me some paint.

What kind of paint?

- Draw stars.
- I’ll get it right away.

- I'll get it! Always with you.
You must have your own!
- How much to draw? Two?

- I'm running.
- Two...

Here, if you fail one, you will get tired.

I was glued to him. And he, the
bastard, is spinning around like in a
frying pan. Suddenly, behind me...

- I barely got out.
- If you want to live, know how to spin.

Yes.

We combed the diamonds.

And what? This suit suits me.

- What can you say about the fight, Romeo?
- I?

Yes.

I saw the fight.

I saw everything.

- Crosses, crosses, crosses.
- Well, did you shoot yourself?

But of course,
everything to the last cartridge.

It's just all over.

Oh, you're passing by. What will
Juliet say? Comrade Commander, the
women's flotilla will be based...

...at our airport. The squadron has
been invited to an evening gathering.

- Stop sending!
- Go, go. She was already looking for you.

Comrade Commander,
may I have permission?
Just a minute.

And at that very moment, the
loving creature, turning on the
afterburners, rushed off on a date.

- Commander.
- Quiet.

Cranes?

Yes, it seems early.

Survived.

- Listen, Lesha.
- Seryoga.

No words needed.

Let's keep quiet, Commander.

- Messers!
- Junkers!

Air!

Where to, boy? Follow me!

To the forest!

Where are you going?

Grasshopper, lie down!

They'll kill you, boy, come back!

- Where are you going?
- From the screw!

There is from a screw!

He's gone crazy.

Took off!

Take off, Grasshopper Genatsvale!

- Who took off?
- Commissar Titarenko.

- From the screw!
- Yes from the screw!

Guys, this is the number!
Grasshopper overwhelmed the Messer.

Damn! Download it, men!

You are my dove.

Calm down, no need for applause.

Guys, our Grasshopper is coming!

Be equal!

Attention! Alignment to the middle!

By the way, where is my hundred
grammes for the shot down?

What a hundred grams, dear,
a barrel of chacha for you!

I'm a teetotaler.

But it's a matter of principle.

Well done!

Thank you! The flotilla was saved.
And he shot it down, he shot it down!

Why are you laughing? Leave it.
Why are you laughing?
Learn! Handwriting!

- Against all the laws of physics,
on take-off.
- Yes, it’s not me.

- Shut up. Complete award documents.
- Not for me, it’s for the lieutenant...

How are you? Alexandrov shot down.

- Grasshopper?
- That's it, Grasshopper.

- Are you playing?
- No, I definitely failed.

- Did you hit it?
- That's right. I could,
of course, do more.

But you, Comrade Commander,
scared away all the Germans
with your underwear.

Come on, youth! Ace!

Allow me.

- I'm going to follow him...
- The suppliers are already here.

- Good evening!
- Hello.

- Gifts of the forests.
- Fighting friends.

- How did you relocate?
- Fine.

For this you can rattle your lip.

The sergeant major prepared birch
brooms for the bathhouse for the entire
flotilla, and they took him away!

- Don't be offended by them, please.
- Thank you.

So in general these men are nothing.
But here is some aesthetic
underdevelopment...

Zoechka, please tell me who these men are?
In my opinion, they are not from our yard.

- They're not even from our street.
- That's right, Vano.

I'm talking about something else.
Quiet comrades, I ask for silence!

- Lecturer Grasshopper asks
for two more minutes.
- Please.

- If you break it, we'll
kick you out of the tent.
- Continue, lecturer Grasshopper.

I'm talking about love.

No, I'm not joking. I'm serious, men.

That's why people...

Humanity must someday understand...

...what does hatred destroy?

Only love creates.

Only love.

Love...

Seryoga and I...

...from Brest to Stalingrad
they stomped with love.

And from Stalingrad here, to the Dnieper.

With love.

In a hundred years I will be able
to fly along this route without a map.

Because along the entire
route there are graves...

...our men from singing. And
there was not just one squadron,
there was a division there.

And how much more...

Here in Berlin...

...somewhere on the
highest surviving wall...

...I will write with great love:..

... satisfied with the
ruins of the Reichstag!

And you can even spray
your gardens at home.

Commander, when you leave autographs
in Berlin, I ask you very much...

...look more closely - our signatures,
from the first squadron,
will already be there.

What difference does it make,
brother, ours are yours?

And in general, private infantry
Vanya will be the first to sign there.

Yes, and rightfully so.

Like this.

Commander.

Everything is transitory,
but music is eternal.

Will we live?

From the screw!

Listen, we'll hear someday...

...the best soloist of the 1st Ukrainian?

- Future soloist of the Bolshoi Theatre?
- So it’s easy.

Seryoga, jump! Jump, Seryoga!

Guys, we will live!

In 15 minutes the flotilla
will be formed, and you...

March!

Vano.

Well, these are boys,
but you're an old man, huh?

- It's my fault, Comrade Commander.
- What is the score?

- 18:2 in favor of the second.
- Fine.

- Comrade Commander,
can I talk about a personal matter?
- Come on, Romeo. What do you have?

- I want to get married, please allow me.
- Yes.

Yes...

No, you came up with a good idea.
The most important thing is on time.

I know you will say:
war, you can be shot down.

- They can.
- She can be shot down too.

- And they can do her.
- Therefore, I ask for permission.

Well, Romeo, look.

So that you and Masha have this for the
rest of your life, short or long, but...

- When will you get a tablet?
Or give it as a gift?
- But in battle, boots are more reliable.

That's how it is in battle.

- You'll invite me to the wedding.
- Rakhmat - Jan-oka.

- What?
- Thank you in Uzbek.

- Be kind.
- Didn't understand.

Please in Ukrainian.

Stop!

Stand up.

Weakling!

We have been waiting for
this moment for a long time.

We waited a thousand days and nights.

Fellow soldiers!

Guardsmen! Our ground troops...

...reach the border of the Union
of Soviet Socialist Republics.

Our flotilla has been
assigned a combat mission!

Yours is an eagle.
How he commanded a flotilla all his life.

Now our entire flotilla will sing.

- And if they give me a division,
where will we recruit balalaikas?
- Tsits! Conversators in formation.

The enemy does not want to give up the sky.
Our task is to throw him out of there.

The fight will be terrible.

Today only old men go into battle!

- Is the task clear? On the horses!
- What about us?

Leave it alone!

Take your time, men.
Enough for your lifetime.

Eh, youth, youth. Do you know what
is the hardest thing about our work?

At minus 30, dig into the engine.

The hardest thing in our work is waiting.

This is a landing gate.
To me too,
they call themselves old people.

- Romeo, hold the car.
- I don’t see anything.

Hold the car, Romeo!

Calm down, we'll sit down.

Take off the gas.

Take off the gas.

- I don’t see anything, Commander.
I don't see it.
- Calm down, Romeo, calm down.
Let's sit down.

Get it, get the handle on yourself.
Attention, earth. Turn off the ignition!

Well done, chap!

Tear off the lantern!

Doctor!

Step aside everyone!

What?

Commander, I sat down.

Makarych.

You yourself are somehow Masha...

Be the first to say.

Yes.

The girls' flotilla flew away.

Or maybe this is better.

For her, Romeo is still alive.

Commander!

Commander!

When the war ends...

...we'll come back here.

Let's go through these places.

Who survived?

And we'll call...

...the best symphony orchestra.

In tailcoats.

The conductor will come out.

I'll go up to him and say...

Let them play for us.

No, you know...

...me myself.

I'll say: Sorry, maestro.

Give it to me.

And how we’ll hit
Darkie from start to finish.