Original subtitles

Shall I warm up some soup?

No, thanks.

Here.

Anya, here is the money.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Anatoliy Mykolayovych, I have to go.

I can't come tomorrow, I'll be the day after.

- Okay? Will you manage? - Yes, I will.

Give her an injection and these drops...

Sure.

Let me walk you.

Thank you.

I'm ready.

Yula...

Good girl. What a hungry dog you are, right?

A good girl.

- Anya! - Ah! I forgot about it.

- Here. - Thanks.

- Well, bye! - Bye.

24th, cloudy, no precipitation.

No electricity. +10 in the morning. +13 in the afternoon.

27th, sunny, frosty.

The grey goose started hatching.

+3 in the morning, +13 in the afternoon.

July 27th, sunny. Cherry leaves started turning yellow

and falling to the ground.

+15 in the morning, +27 in the afternoon.

A prayer for animals.

Merciful God,

With Your...

With Your divine providence

You care for all the animals... on Earth and

for the tiniest insect, I pray to You:

my Lord, give me strength to wait for the yield

from my labour,

as it provides for my children.

Let it not become less,

neither from plague, nor from illness, nor an accident.

I pray to You and bow low

to You the only God. Amen.

Mom!

Mom...

Why have you got up?

You are not allowed.

Mom...

How is Zina? Why hasn't she come to us?

She's all right, Mama. She is working.

She can't come.

How about Masha?

Has she finished school?

Masha has graduated from college.

She's a grownup. An adult.

Why hasn't she come to us?

She's working, too, Mom.

She's a grownup.

How about Lyosha? Is he here?

Lyosha will come soon.

15 drops.

Fine!

Shall we make it 30?

Enough.

Okay, Mom.

Hello?

Hello?

Oleksiy?

Where are you?

When are you coming?

Mom is waiting for you.

She wants to see you.

Hello!

Speak up!

What?

Yula...

Ivan Illich, where are you?

Hey!

Anatoliy, is that you? Have you come?

Yeah, it's me, me, I'm back!

Oh!

Where are you, Illich?

I'm coming!

- Welcome back, Anatoliy! - Thank you.

- When did you come? - Yesterday evening.

- Alone? - Sure.

But where is Lyosha?

He's delayed. Should come today.

I was wondering if I saw you...

Yes, Anatoliy. I'm going around the houses, burgling.

Last week old Sofiya died.

Some looters broke into her house and ransacked it completely.

So, I thought, I'd check the empty houses and collect everything of value myself.

Perhaps, the children will return.

And I'd keep all their stuff, you know?

I see.

How is your Volodya doing? Has he found a job?

He's found a wife, not a job!

His wife - she is the working one.

But he still waits for opportunities...

Sometimes he works, sometimes he doesn't.

That's how it is.

Do you go fishing?

Not yet, Anatoliy. The ice has just moved.

Hey, Anatoliy. Is it where your cousin Olha lived, right?

I think so.

And this is Heorhiy, her grandpa. And yours, too?

Anatoliy, I have to go, the vendor is arriving soon. I need some bread.

- Ah, so do I. - See you there.

- I'll catch you up. - Yeah, see you!

I'm coming.

Not too hot?

Now, Mom...

Like that...

All right, like that.

Who are you?

I'm Anatoliy.

Tolya.

Who?

Mom...

I'm your son. Tolya.

Mom...

Hold on to me.

Hold on. Careful.

Like that.

The sun set behind the window,

The garden and the grape yard

Behind the grape yard Oh, kiss and caress

The one you love.

A girl loved a Cossack

Oh she loved him

Oh she loved him

She took his hand And led him to the garden...

Howdy.

Hello.

You, too?

We are here, too.

Want some bread or what?

Well, I'll choose something.

Some candy perhaps, some sausage...

- The end is somewhere over there... - I'm the last!

- Well, I'll be the next. - Stand here.

Howdy.

Where is that vendor? Will we push that car again?...

- It stuck somewhere, perhaps. - Maybe we'll have to.

How are things at home? Everything's all right?

So far so good.

- Good to hear. - And you? How are things?

Slow but steady.

All right.

How things are in the center?

It probably stuck on the way...

It's been two weeks since you promised to put on that curtain.

How much longer will it take?

You make a lot of promises, too.

I can't stand it anymore.

Do I look like an ironman?

- I can't wait anymore, don't you get it? - I can't wait, too. Now what?

We'll talk back home.

- Hello, Halochka. - Hi.

What took you so long?

What for you?

Thanks a lot.

For you?

A loaf and a can.

- For you? - A loaf and a can.

Wait and we'll go together.

Hey, pay for the can.

- A loaf for you? - Yes, and a can.

Hey, what are you messing about?

A loaf? What else?

Two loaves, please and a pack of salt.

Here you are.

Halya, serve me now, eh? Did you bring newspapers for me?

- Yes, I did. - Give me that newspaper.

Oh, thank you. Thank you, my little bird.

What's for you, granny?

Some sausage, a herring, and a loaf of brown bread.

And some candies.

Granny Olya, how are you gonna eat those candies?

The same way you drink vodka!

Wow, look at her!

- For you, Illich? - Give me a loaf, sunflower oil...

- Here's the money! - ...and the matches. And cigarettes.

- Gimme the oil. - Here's the oil.

- What's for you? - A brown loaf...

- I forgot the money. Put it on tab. - ...a pack of salt.

- When will you pay? - Well, next week.

- And two lightbulbs. And sunflower oil. - And, listen, my fuses have blown.

I'll bring you the fuses next week.

Stepan, here you are! Take it.

For you?

White bread, sunflower oil.

And the money?

- I've paid already! - Fine, fine.

- Anything else? - Bread, oil...

Here it is.

- What else? - A pack of salt.

Here it is.

- Halya, please... - Yes, what for you?

Two loaves. And salt.

- Here you are. - Wait a second. We'll go together.

- What for you? - A pack of salt...

A pack of salt.

And one lightbulb.

Here you are.

Pylyp Prokopovych, good afternoon!

Good afternoon, Anatoliy Mykolayovych.

How long are you staying?

It depends.

How's Mariya Petrivna?

Fine, she's holding on. How about you?

I'm fine, Anatoliy, just fine! Look, some fresh newspapers.

One has to keep abreast of all things.

- Right, right. - That's really important.

Prokopovych, have you been waiting for a drink?

Go for a drink with us, come on.

No, Illich, you know, I don't drink store-bought alco.

But some homemade brandy

or honey liquor - I'll always go for it.

So, if you have some time, visit me.

- Thank you, we will. - What about me?

And you, you too are invited. Okay, all the best.

My greetings to Mariya Petrivna.

- Thank you, take care! - Thanks, you too.

Two lightbulbs please...

Okay, here. Next!

- A loaf and one more bottle of oil. - A loaf, bottle of oil.

Next!

Here's the bread. Next!

We don't have any - Stepan, write down, next time we'll bring it.

- Fine, herrings next time. - Take this, it gets in the way...

Tolya!

Tolya!

Tolya!

What are you ding-donging?

Tolya!

What, Mom?

Are you reaching for pickles there?

Don't throw anything away without asking me!

Can you hear me, Tolya?

Tolya!

Mom, they're very old ones!

Don't throw anything away!

I'll have to take a look myself.

Can you hear me, Anatoliy?

Okay!

What?

Oh my God...

She's a tough one...

Just like mine... used to be.

That's life...

What's this? What are you doing?

- Can I turn it on? - Sure.

The young years, the moon nights,

The bright sunrises above the Dnipro...

Oh, the young years, the moon nights,

The bright dawns above the Dnipro...

Along the paths, in our youth,

We would walk here nights and nights,

Where are you the old sweet dawns, The bright dawns above the Dnipro...

Do you know who is it?

A cat, perhaps.

The bright dawns above the Dnipro...

Are you drawing me?

So many roads have been taken,

But they are burning in the heart

Unquenchable, beloved

- What's this? - Have a look.

The bright dawns above the Dnipro..

Oh, unquenchable, beloved

Oh, it's your Dad!

That Lenin of yours is squint-eyed.

Nightingales are singing in the garden

Under your window up above

I won't forget, wherever I am,

The bright dawns above the Dnipro...

Oh, I won't forget,

Wherever I am,

The bright dawns above the Dnipro...

- Bye! - Bye.

I'll make this move... Look, are you cunning!

Like this then.

And this is my move.

Look, Anatoliy, let's have a drink.

For better thinking.

Okay.

- Cheers. - To health.

That's a good moonshine.

My father taught me.

And he learned it from his father.

Following the traditions is the key.

Your move.

Yeah, my move, my move... Here!

And this is my move.

It's hard to follow the traditions with these wars and revolutions.

Well, of course...

But we must.

You know, I thought of your grandpa.

Was he a young revolutionary during the civil war?

And the way he was running away from the Whites!

Climbed the birch tree and stayed up there for three days. Three days!

All young people are like that... stand for revolutions.

But the traditions can't survive revolutions.

I know this story...

My father told me.

He worked as a teacher all his life.

Passing the traditions, and what?

What do you mean? At least some people know the traditions!

They'll pass them on, too.

Do you think it's good to forget the traditions?

And have revolutions again and again?

So the youth started another revolution.

Progress is the enemy of tradition! The enemy!

The enemy of tradition, the enemy of tradition!

You are right, but what is progress?

The same old degradation, don't you understand?

A technocracy, just to settle your ass in a chair...

Good evening.

Mom.

Mom...

Let's go.

Have you found... the treasure?

What treasure, Mom?

My treasure!

Have you found it?

Mom, no one has seen your treasure.

Only you.

Come on... carefully.

Like this.

I have buried it over there... In the shed.

Lay down, Mom.

Just like this.

What do you want from me?

Take it!

Take everything!

Mom...

I only... loved him.

He was waiting for me.

...and I was waiting for him.

They have taken him! Taken him, bastards!

Quiet, quiet, Mom...

It's okay.

I loved only him.

Nobody else.

Oleksiy... where are you?

Mom passed away.

Oleksiy!

Mom passed away!

So long.

The birds will come and chirp songs,

But she won't hear them as she will lie

In the cold dark ground.

Oh dear God, from the high heaven

Can you hear me praying to You?

Take her soul to Your heaven, And the body - to the ground beneath.

O sweet Lord, the world is so small,

I want to live so much,

But she dies And leaves everything behind,

Lying in the cold dark ground.

Once she walked around on her feet,

Once she did all the work with her hands,

And now they are lying on her chest.

Kingdom of heaven, eternal peace.

Eternal memory, eternal memory...

Her soul will dwell upon good things...

Hallelujah, hallelujah, May I have everything in front of me.

Come to church more often,

Where all the souls are awaiting,

And with the spiritual fathers Beg Him for mercy.

Hallelujah, hallelujah, Beg Him for mercy.

I am not afraid To leave the world forever,

I am only afraid to come To Lord with my sins.

Hallelujah, hallelujah, I came to my Lord.

And now, my brothers, I appear before you,

Remember me and pray to Lord So He would forgive my sins.

Hallelujah, hallelujah, So He would forgive my sins.

Come on, faster...

Step aside!

Like this. Come on.

Memory eternal.

Her soul will dwell upon good things...

Go.

I have the only way - to this world.

Kingdom of heaven, Kingdom of heaven...

Eternal peace.

You will not come to us.

But we will come to you.

Sleep peacefully.

Endless life,

Eternal life,

Eternal peace...

I'm already home, You're still a visitor.

Kingdom of heaven! Kingdom of heaven!

Kingdom of heaven! Eternal peace.

Don't cry, the family, Don't cry, the friends.

I'm at home in a dump grave, Remember about me.

Kingdom of heaven! Kingdom of heaven!

Kingdom of heaven! Eternal peace.

Don't cry, the family, Don't cry, the friends...

This coffin is sealed until Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.

This coffin is sealed until Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Soil, dust, and you, man, return to earth at the behest of the Lord.

Soil, dust, and you, man, return to earth at the behest of the Lord.

Soil, dust, and you, man, return to earth at the behest of the Lord.

Soil, dust, and you, man, return to earth at the behest of the Lord.

Hey!

When are you going to put the cross?

I guess it's time.

Take it.

Hey, Vitaliy, here, take the cross, put it up.

Over there.

Please, our Heavenly Father,

Glory to Your name!

Your Kingdom will come,

Yours will be done

On earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For the Kingdom, and the power, and the glory,

are Yours for ever and ever. Amen.

Sit down.

Gonna get drinks now.

Good God!

She raised two sons.

One is an engineer, the other is a security service officer.

How is it going, Oleksiy? Is the border secure?

Sure, secure.

So, it was not easy for us.

She was a strong woman. Of strong will.

She held it all on her shoulders.

And we also... were led by her.

Took care of the households, schooling.

Needless to say... You know it all.

God rest her soul.

May she rest in peace.

Amen.

- To her memory. - All together.

To her memory.

Pour me some...

May she rest in heaven.

Have some.

They don't want it.

They're mine.

- What? - Mine.

- Who? - Them. Grandkids.

Don't pull my leg.

I'm not! These are my grandkids.

Both of them?

Are they both yours?

- I have eight of them. - Really?

Do you have enough on your plates?

Why are you shouting? Quiet.

Our mother passed away...

That's right. Why stain the spoon?

No need to stain the spoon, just lick it all.

...And I remember the same German was taking the knapsack

and took that silver watch.

And he pushed... kicked with his foot and took the watch.

What watch?

What kind of watch? Or clock?

It was made of silver... my Dad told me so.

And then Germans...

Germans after Russians... our army went, then Germans.

They were convoying the prisoners of war.

They were convoying prisoners and one of them escaped...

And came to us.

A woman covered him with a sackcloth.

There were these stoves back then.

So he is hiding there and a German comes...

Asking whether someone seen him, and she goes: no.

If he'd found out he would shoot us all.

Well, yeah... So the woman took the risk.

He wrote letters but in those days who would bother sending them? Nobody did.

And her son never returned from the war.

So all the women remained alone.

- Mother, when were you born? - What you mean, what road?

What year were you born?

- What year? - Yes!

Oh... I tell you you'll get scared.

- Well, no... - No?

I'm 89 now.

But what year were you born? Same as my mother?

I'll be 90 in September.

And what can I see? Nothing.

How come are you here? You are Russian.

You're speaking Russian.

My wife is Russian, so I know. But how did you get here?

She's two years older than my mother.

I can't get you, girl.

So maybe your mother saw anything? And what about me?

I didn't see anything and I can't see now.

I'm saying again, how did you get there from Russia?

You are Russian!

Guys,

I am from Orlov oblast.

I'm Russian.

You know the Orlov-Kursk Bulge?

- Well sure. - During the war.

It's where I was born.

I was sent to the Donbas after serving in the army.

And I moved here from the Donbas.

So guys... I can tell you such things, you won't be able to get it anyway.

Though I tell you, you won't get it anyway.

I served in anti-aircraft missile troops!

South Caucasus Military District.

I was in Azerbaijan...

Was trained in Baku.

Then I was in Kutaisi.

In Tbilisi, in Poti.

I've seen it all. The way they moved me...

I say, I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy, the way they moved me.

And then launchers went to the firing ground.

And we stayed in the technical units, you know, which fuel the rockets.

You've never seen the rations that we were given.

Canned fish, fresh eggs, condensed milk...

I have never eaten at home what we had there!

And we ate weeds...

And after that our division was taken to Astrakhan to the shooting range...

They took away the launchers, fueled the anti-aircraft vehicles

and were on their way.

And we stayed.

Technical units, they didn't need us anymore.

But, frankly speaking, they brought us...

the whole truck of watermelons from there.

I remember like it was yesterday, as they came from the shooting range.

Before the 1970...

Well, it was the Soviet Army back then.

The Soviet Union.

I gave three years to the army...

I was an orphan.

I had no mother.

I was abandoned as a little kid.

The snow was as high.

I would go to school to ask kids for a piece of bread.

I would go barefoot, wearing a red hat.

An embroidered shirt, that was all I was wearing.

They would give me some bread and I would return home.

There was nowhere to go. No heating, nothing to eat.

It was not an orphanage, but a fosterage.

The chairman was told, "Go see, Halya is laying on the cold stove.

She's hungry".

He came and said, "I'll heat the stove".

Brought me some firewood. And heated the stove.

Granny doesn't want to recall her childhood.

So I was laying on the stove.

He said, "Wait, wait, you'll eat now".

When he returned I was already unconscious.

I was ill, naked, barefoot, and starving.

I think I was about 5 years old.

Last time I went out barefoot to get a piece of bread.

- I see... - Yes.

He took me to the hospital in Shtepivka at once.

I woke up.

Looked around - everyone's in white. Me, too.

And the chairman is sitting nearby.

And they said, "Don't give her much, just crackers and bullion".

Nothing else.

And I say, "Please, give me a watermelon".

"I want it so much". And he says, "I will".

To her memory.

To each his own. We all have our fate.

What I have to remember...

Nothing to remember, nothing good to recount...

To share something good...

I think, that's all. Nothing left.

Rest in peace.

Let her rest in the Kingdom of Heaven.

May she live in the Kingdom of Heaven in eternal peace and wait for us.

Here, drink my water.

Rest in peace.

In 1947 there was a great famine.

As we ate weeds, goosefoot and horse dock as we called it.

We would pick it and you know... make some cakes.

We were little kids back then.

We would run to the fields to pick up some wheat spikelets.

The canvas bags, the same we went to school with.

So we would collect the bag of spiketels,

bring them home, grind them.

Our neighbor used to have a hand grain mill.

So aunt would grind them,

make pancakes as we called it.

We would bake them and eat.

It was hard. People swelled and died.

My uncle, they caught him for those spikelets

and put him in jail for five years.

And we were chased...

He chased us on the horse.

The guard. And we got lost and ended up in Bobryk.

How it was...

Got scared. Then, who knows how, some adults led us out.

Otherwise we wouldn't get back home.

Who was that, Stepan the Black?

- Allah. - Allah...

And in Psel we would go and catch some turtles.

Then boil them or something. And fry.

What a treat it was! What a barbecue!

You can't get enough of it... Oysters! Real oysters.

It was really good.

And the weeds... God forbid.

My Granny used to cook pomace.

We lived next to the field.

People used go to go there for work.

There were vegetables, people pulled weeds in the beet field.

And she cooked pomace in the cauldron at home.

In the backyard.

I remember it clearly, swollen people were lining up for it.

- Pomace was very good. - Yeah, and we ate that pomace.

They would take us, little kids, to work...

My aunt took me, others went with their mothers...

They took us for that scoop of pomace.

And that pomace was so tasty, you couldn't get enough of it.

Then Easter 1948 came.

My aunt says, "Manya, we're going to bake the Easter bread"

I ask, "What with?" and she goes, "With flour".

"I've bought some flour."

"We'll cook the Easter bread", and I say, "Is it made of flour?"

"What else could it be?" "With frozen potatoes".

We would go to the fields and search for frozen potatoes in the tilth.

And the pancakes from frozen potatoes! How tasty they were!

It was so good.

And kids these days don't even enjoy candies.

Do you remember how the mouse dropped under your shirt

and you undressed in my barn?

When we unloaded the straw? How I screamed.

I got scared, I thought something had happened.

The way she was screaming.

Screaming at full blast... and the mouse is running around.

- Yeah. - Right.

You were driving a tractor and I was on that...

On the trailer you were.

Right. I've seen it all and everyone knows me.

I've lived more than 60 years here.

It happened in 1981.

And that damned mouse,

I still have dreams of it, the way it was running... God forbid!

I'm screaming at full blast and they're laughing.

No way, I got scared, there were those pipes.

I was driving under the pipes

and thought you hit your head or something. Some accident.

I couldn't get it.

The way she's yelling and getting undressed.

No idea what to do.

I jumped off it and was jumping to the ceiling screaming.

And they were laughing, having fun.

- Well, indeed. - Laughing at me.

We were delivering...

Water?

- Why you abandoned... - Don't shout.

Mykola, get it... let's drink to her peace.

- Why you abandoned these? - It's too strong.

Too strong? I was wondering...

Eat, eat, go ahead.

The moon is glowing.

Glowing bright.

The stars are twinkling in the sky.

Mother does not let her daughter

In the garden for a walk.

Mother does not let her daughter

In the garden for a walk.

Let me go...

My dear Mom

Anya... Tired?

Leave it all.

I'll wash it... later.

To leave it just like that?

Let's go. I'll walk you.

A nightingale is singing there.

I'll be listening to it.

That's all.

I'll go on my own now.

Thank you for everything.

So long, Anatoliy Mykolayovych.

Anya!

Here, take it.

I should be thanking you.

You need the flashlight more than me.

I know every bump around here. And you might get lost.

Am I a little kid? I'll find my way.

Tolya... Take it.

Come here.

Sit down.

Let's drink.

To her memory.

Let's have another one.

Tolya...

Tell me...

Lyosha, it's time to sleep.

Tolya...

Did she say anything about me?

We haven't talked...

Where is this from?

My shovel scratched at the wall when I was digging.

And there was this...

Surprise.

I remember Dad saying

That we had this... gun.

But we were little boys back then.

Here.

- Is this a TT? - Exactly.

So what we're gonna do with the house?

Shall we hire a keeper?

We should talk to Illich.

He will be the first to steal.

It's not the same as drawing nudes.

Here... sharpen these.

Morons, damned!

Why do I always need to come here and control you?!

What? What are you saying?

Listen to me now. I see that!

With my own eyes. Yes, I see it through the window!

It's on the ground.

Why no one has taken it to the warehouse?

What?

Listen, I don't give a shit about your excuses and sorries.

You gather up people and take this shit to the warehouse. Enough said!

I'm sorry. Business routine.

So, have you looked through it?

These are standard contracts. I'm leasing your land.

Payment is products. Barter, so to speak.

Once a month you can come to that warehouse and take what you need.

Cattle feed, diesel fuel,

sugar, pasta, flour, cookies, if you like.

Well, if you want to work on the land yourselves,

Then you can rent, say, a tractor or combine from me.

Shovels, scythes.

You sow, harvest, sell yourselves.

Decision is yours.

Excuse me.

Yes, Leonidovych. What?

That's ridiculous.

Listen... no, don't worry.

Everything's prepared. Right.

All is ready, sauna and all. How are you going to get there?

Drive your car?

Yeah, Mykhaylovych's transmission is broken.

You'll have to take him. Will you?

Well, what are you waiting for? Sign it.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Two more villages...

And we'll have all the hectares for the project.

Hey, tomorrow that official from the land committee is coming there.

Wheedle him a little. As usual.

Yeah... Okay, say hi to your wife.

This is your copy...

And this is mine.

Money! Money!

Money?

You'll waste money on booze. Everything you need is in the warehouse.

It's all barter! Barter!

We'll waste your warehouse on booze.

We can't pay bills with your warehouse.

Can you believe that?

Pay at least something.

- This? - Yes. This one.

Take it.

Carefully.

This way.

On the count of... one!

- There are stones. - I see.

The bricks.

Get it to the wall...

Threshold...

Give him way.

Good afternoon! Afternoon!

Fog over the ravine, fog over the valley

Fog over the ravine,

Over the valley...

Hides everything from view.

Hides everything

From view.

Only the oak tree...

Here.

Thank you, kind people.

Thank you for coming to remember our mother Mariya Petrivna.

Thank you for having a memorial dinner with us...

May she rest in peace in the Kingdom of Heaven.

Please take everything you see.

Whatever you like, whatever you can take.

Feel free to take it. Remember our family.

Prokopovych, I promised you basins? Right?

Here.

Oh, nice basins... Really nice.

- Nice to have at home. - I'll make good use of them...

I will be bathing my grandkids. Thanks.

There are other things...

Well, Anatoliy, Oleksiy...

Goodbye, don't forget your home.

Your parents... Come visit us.

Illich and I will take care of your house.

Will take care, repair it...

Between heaven and earth A piggy was running around.

It caught the heaven With its tail by accident.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

I'll throw my yarn on the shelf And go outside myself.

I'll throw my yarn on the shelf And go outside myself.

May mice eat the yarn, May guys love me.

Thank you for everything.

May your mother rest in peace.

And you both stay healthy. Have a good trip!

Thank you for everything.

I was born first, poor me, poor me.

I won't marry an old man As his beard is scratchy!

I won't marry an old man As his beard is scratchy!

Thank you for everything.

Good luck to you, I'll go.

Thank you for everything.

May your mother and all the loved ones rest in peace.

- Isn't it heavy? Will you handle it? - It's okay.

- Need help? - Nah.

Well, Oleksiy, Anatoliy, stay healthy.

Don't worry, you don't need to nail windows or doors.

I'll take care of everything.

And you come to visit, we'll raise some hell here!

Mushrooms, berries, carp fishing - well, take care!

- Where are you taking the pot? - What pot?

- The one over there. - Is it yours?

- Mine. - I thought it was Mariya's.

- Well. If it's yours... - It's mine. And Mariya...

I almost forgot my hat.

Take care. All the best.

Let's drink to the memory of our Dad and Mom.

Take the bread.

To eternal memory.

May they rest in peace.

In the Kingdom of Heaven.

Well... what if I abandon everything and stay here?

Marry Anya...

Her husband isn't good, right?

Her daughter is a grownup already.

Okay, farewell, our parents.

Sorry, Mom, if I wronged you.

Okay. Let's go.

Tolya!

Tolya!

Anatoliy!

Where are you going? Hold on!

Tolya!

- Have you blocked the gas? - Yes, I have.

What should we do with the dog?

Anya has lots of dogs.

Illich doesn't want it.

If we let her go, the wolves will get it.

Or it'll starve to death.

Yula!

Yula!

Yula!

Yula!

Yula!

Yula!

Why are you standing there? Come over and give me a hand!

Need a lift?

- No. - Bye then.