of your death?
Come on, I'm alive, ain't I?
Why talk about it now?
Why? So that you think about
your parents for a change.
You are not going anywhere anymore!
Tomorrow you'll give yourself up
to the ataman.
That's right! You better stay home.
Look at you, you're so thin!
I'm not going to give myself up
to anyone.
I'll put down my saber only after
we win the Soviet power back!
Look at him, the hero! You've
been already driven to the woods.
Wait and see where Semyonov'll run
from the Soviet power in the spring.
What do you need this power for?
There's nothing good in it
for Cossacks.
There are Cossacks and Cossacks.
You, for one, don't have to fear it.
Only under Soviet power, the poor
people are going to see the light.
Look at this defender of the poor
people!
You'd better be thinking of
yourself.
I don't think you liked
the old regime very much.
Didn't you feel insulted when they
called us the convict's seed?
You were looking for justice. And
now you're in the armed detachment.
You're so smart, aren't you?
What would happen to them,
if I didn't join?
Because of you and Vassily, we would
have...All right, you live as you like!
- Fine, let's leave it at that.
- Eat. Severyan, fill the glasses.
Roman, take me with you.
Hush, you wretch!
They're coming here!
Oh, Lord God!
My boots! Where're the mittens?
Here!
Oh, Holy Mother!
Have mercy and save us!
Stop squealing!
Roman, give yourself up, will you?
I'll hide behind the door.
Then you'll open.
Ganka, lie down on the bed!
As if I'm there!
- Come on, father!
- Don't do it, Roman!
- Who is there?
- The ataman with witnesses!
- It's Nikifor.
- Come on.
Nikifor, stay here.
Show me in the house.
Why?
He's gone!
- Why are you yelling?
- He's got away!
- Where did he go?
- Over there!
- He's got away, bastard!
- He's got away!
On the horses! We'll catch him!
No way!
We'll sooner get the bullet!
Roman is not some dunderhead,
like Nikifor.
I'll kill all their breed!
Back up! Don't even think of it,
you gawk! You've let him slip away!
All right, he won't go far. He will
come back, and we'll be waiting.
Let's go!
- Hello, Mefody!
- Hi!
Long time, no see.
What's up?
I've brought you
a new Communard.
- Who is he? Where from?
- Roman Ulybin from Mungalovsky.
Don't strain your brain. You will
remember only my uncle, not me.
Why don't you post guards?
What is there to guard? We're not
at war, we're just hiding.
This hiding of yours will end up
in your being seized one by one.
Don't butt in.
- Don't unsaddle the horses.
- I know.
- Who is the chief here?
- I guess I am.
I was elected temporarily,
but then it stuck.
- How many sabers?
- 200... Used to be. Now it's less.
- Running away, aren't they?
- In every direction.
- Why? It looks like life's fun here.
- The Cossacks are partying.
- Come on, let's have a look.
- No, not me!
- Why?
- You can easily get a wallop there.
Red Communards!..
Hello, comrades!
Roman? My dear friend!
- Fedot? Hi, man!
- You're alive!
Oh, my dear! I've found you!
We have survived both fire
and water!
It means we'll live a hundred years.
Come over here, Roman!
This happens once in a lifetime.
- Only two left.
- Get lost!
Please, Roman Severyanovich,
be our guest.
- Move over, make room.
- All right...
Is he from your village, Fedot?
My old friend. We've been through
fire and water together. A Bolshevik!
Welcome, Roman Severyanovich.
- A nice place you've got here.
- We ain't complaining.
- All we miss here are broads.
- Yes, all you need are broads.
All right, comrades,
enough of this wolf-hole living,
cards playing
and home-brew drinking.
Let's forget all that.
I'm afraid you no longer remember
how to hold a rifle.
It's too early for us
to put down our sabers!
First we must get the Soviet power
back here, in the Zabaikalsk Region.
So, we're going to change
our way of life.
- Can I ask a question?
- All questions later!