long as I am alive, and after it
will be the duty of my sons!
And now...
let us have a court of justice.
We should free the
foot soldiers.
What say you?
What hall we do with them?
They were forced to fight.
And what about the
noble knights?
We shall ask for ransom!
Exchange them for soap!
What should we do with him?
You, the people, should
decide his fate!
No enemy shall tread...
on Russian soil.
Arise, my people, arise!
Our Russia mother!
Give my judgment, Prince. Decide
the fate of the girl!
I said I shall not choose...
the better-looking one...
but the one who was more
prominent in battle.
My son Vasily has never been
second-best to anyone!
They won't let a man live
or die in peace.
Forgive me, mother, for
contradicting your words.
I have never gone against
your will.
Don't slander Gravrilo.
Judging fairly, neither of us...
deserved to be the groom.
Vassilissa was blessed with the
greatest courage of all!
There were none braver
than she!
Gravrilo was the next best man.
So be it.
You have disgraced your mother!
I wanted to get you married.
There will be a wedding yet!
Couldn't you even be the
first in battle?
I wasn't the last.
Take for your daughter-in-law...
the girl in the chain mail.
What a beauty!
I haven't lost yet, mother.
And now...
Let us celebrate!
Hooray!
Let's agree in advance, at home
keep your first to yourself.
Go and tell everyone in
the foreign...
lands that Russia lives.
He who comes to us as a guest, let
him come with no reservation.
But he who comes to us
with a sword...
shall die by the sword.
On this stands Russia, and on this
she shall stand forever.
"He who comes to us
with a sword...
shall die by the sword".
On this stands Russia...
and on this she shall
stand forever."ALEXANDER NEVSKY
Mosfilm Studios
Scenario: Pyotr Pavlenko
Sergei Eisenstein
Directed by: Sergei Eisenstein
Dimitri Vasiliev
Director of photography:
Eduard Tissй
Original score by
Sergei Prokofiev
Lyrics: Vladimir Lugovskoi
Prince Alexander Nevsky, son
of Yaroslav - N. Cherkasov
Vasily Buslai - N. Okhlopkov
Gavrilo Olexich - A. Abrikosov
Master of the Teuton Order -
V. Ershov
The 13th century.
Knights of the Teuton Order
invaded Russia from the West.
Russia's vast and rich lands
beckoned an invader.
The German aggressors expected
an easy victory over our people:
Russia was still recovering
from the Mongol bloodbath.
The countryside was sown with
the debris of bloody battles.
- The Pleshcheevo Lake -
There was a battle
on the Neva River.
A battle on the wide Neva.
There we fought a vast
and vicious enemy.
A cruel adversary,
the Swedish host.
The bloody battle raged on.
We broke their ships
into matchsticks.
We spilled our blood
like water.
All for the sake of our land,
the great Mother Russia...
To your knees!
Who are you?
Who were you looking for?
Why are you hitting him?
What's all that shouting?
You are scaring the fish!
Halt!
Don't you start fighting!
A guest who enters a house
does not strike its owners.
Who are you?
The Prince of this land,
Alexander.
Is that you they call
"Nevsky"?
Yes.
Are you the one who
defeated the Swedes?
So what are you doing here?
Fishing.
Couldn't you find anything
better to do?
What's wrong with fishing?
We shall build a fleet and sail
to trade overseas. Right?
Come to us, to
the Golden Horde.
We will make you
a general.
We need warlords.
We have a saying:
"It's better to die than
to leave your homeland."
The Russian lands
we shall never surrender.
Whoever rises against Russia,
will be smitten.
Russia had risen on the enemy
at the Novgorod field of glory.
The Mongols are a hard-necked
people, a strong people.
It won't be easy
fighting them.
Is there a will
for the fight?
It is time to avenge the
deaths of our