Don't go to Pedzhent.
Abdullah will come there.
We'll wait and see.
Give him the horse.
Here is the list, Comrade Sukhov.
Zarina,
Djamilya,
Giuzel,
Sayida,
Khafiza,
Zukhra,
Leyla,
Zulfia,
Gyulchatai.
Gyulchatai!
Right turn...
Follow me, young ladies.
My heart is longing for you,
my beloved Katerina Matveyevna,
like a crane is longing for the sky.
However, there's a hitch.
I think it will delay me for another
three days, no more.
Exactly, I was charged,
as a class-conscious soldier,
to accompany a group of comrades
from our brotherly East.
I must admit that
they happen to be agreeable folks,
I'd even say, warm ones, with zest.
So my feet are running now over
hot sands in the opposite direction,
as I am bound
by my revolutionary duty.
THIRD DAY
I would also like to inform you
that our deployment goes on smoothly,
in the atmosphere of fraternal unity
and harmony.
We're just treading sands,
not sighing for anything,
except for you, my only
and unforgettable Katerina Matveyevna.
So don't you be grieving, either.
It does no good.
I beg you! Not in the museum!
We have most precious things here.
Wait.
- Who are you?
- I'm the museum's curator.
- My name is Lebedev.
- I see.
- Where's the populace?
- Hiding. Bringing a harem in here!
Look here, Comrade Curator,
those nine liberated women of the East
are very precious things, too...
And let's not argue about it.
Any questions?
No questions.
Follow me!
All right, you'll rest here for a day.
Djamilya,
Zarina, Giuzel,
Sayida, Khafiza, Zukhra,
Leyla, Zulfia, Gyulchatai.
Gyulchatai!
"MUSEUM OF THE RED EAST"
Good bye, young ladies!
Comrade Sukhov!
- Maybe you'll stay for another day?
- Too much of a good thing.
- Sukhov!
- Don't be scared!
Tomorrow Rakhimov will arrive,
he will take you on from here.
Sayid, good luck to you!
I'll just take a swim in the sea,
and off I go!
Don't let yourself be buried again.
Monsters!
Barbarians!
How are you?
Hands up!
To Red Army soldier Sukhov.
Personalized.
From Brigade Commander M.N. Kovun.
Abdullah had eleven wives. What have
you done to the other two?
You just wait, Abdullah will come
and tear your tongue out.
- Why don't you say something?
- Saving my tongue.
Shall I finish you off right away
or you want to be tortured first?
I'd rather be tortured.
Semyon!
Ride to Abdullah!
Don't!
Come on, move!
How come you're here?
They were shooting.
Abdullah got a lot of men.
That's right.
I'm writing to you once again,
my dearest Katerina Matveyevna,
now that I've got a spare minute.
The warm sun is making me purr,
like our tomcat Vaska when he's
basking in it, perched on the hedge.
We're sitting now on the sand
by the very blue sea,
not disturbed by anything.
The sun is so bright here
that it makes you see white.
Comrade Sukhov!
What if Rakhimov is delayed?
What happens to us then?
Abdullah will kill us because of them.
Greetings, fathers!
DYNAMITE
We beg your pardon.
Where did you get it?
We've been sitting here for a long
time.
Petrukha!
- Take the box. We can use it.
- Right.
And tell the girls there will be no
Abdullah, you got it?
Got it!
- What is it? - Go away!
Abdullah'll be here tomorrow.
But I can't go now. You see
how it turned out. Stay on, Sayid.
There's no Dzhavdet here.
Goodbye, then.
"DORMITORY FOR LIBERATED
WOMEN OF THE EAST"
- They took most valuable exhibits.
- What do you mean, exhibits?
- I told them to take only worn rugs.
- But these are the 11th century!
As you were!
Don't be afraid.
He's our master.
Master! No one must see
our faces. Only you.
You're our new husband.
Tell your man not to come here.
Comrade women!
The Revolution has made you free.
No one owns you anymore.
There's no master.
You can call me simply
Comrade Sukhov.
You may forget your
accursed past.
You will work freely now, and each
of you will have a separate husband.
Any questions?
No questions.
"DOWN WITH