after all.
A flight. Good. Again. Not bad.
Well...
-Attention, Aleksandra.
-Not bad, right?
-Voila!
-That's great!
Eh you. Mummy's sonny!
l cannot wait for three days.
Pay the money today.
lf not, there will be "Benz". Swine!
l don't have money for living, Sasha
My mum doesn't give me anything.
Here is bourgeois class...
Doomed by the whole course of history,
it is rolling into the disaster.
So be it. Where can one get some pennies?
Take mine.
Thank you, Sasha. You are good.
Nobody needs me except yourself.
Farewell.
Jenia! Evgeny!
Colonel! l have caught a bolshevik.
-Who is he?
-Michel Voronov.
A handsome man.
He's slender as a trotter.
An ugly port girl Sanka is draging along
with him. l don't know what he found in her.
And who is that Voronov?
Please protect your soldiers from him.
He will fascinate them like he fascinated...
Whom?
Many. Sharp tongued.
And who will pay me bonus? Pushkin?
Handsome man!
Service jacket.
-Colonel.
-l am listening to you, my son.
Don't rush me, colonel.
lt is very difficult for me. l am betraying a friend.
When you finish worrying-tell me.
This is a banality!
His name is Michel Voronov!
"Michel Voronov is at the pub
"Dardanells' capture" at evenings"
-What?
-That means that l've been robbed?
Do you need money very much?
l do. As a matter of honour.
l lost other person's money.
My mum's, and she does not know.
Ah-ah-ah. And do you know accomplices, by any chance?
l...know one. Please tell me,
will they be tortured much?
What are you talking about!
This is the imagination of the average person.
The counterespionage is a clean,
comfortable room...
ln which an intelligent person
in white dressing gown is sitting.
With higher education.
And talks very politely.
A girl named Sanka.
Sanka is Voronov's girlfriend.
Unfortunately, we have already
paid for those two.
Now everything is finished!
What is left is a bullet through the forehead.
And don't you know Evgeney Brodskey?
l am a vallain, Colonel.
We would have paid two times more for him.
-Hello.
-Hi, guys.
We have them. This one is from artillery.
This is a pilot.
From the Calvary. From the tankmen.
-And this one is from the flagman battleship.
-Well, guys.
-As soon as you'll be...
-What a mob's here?
Go to the front, come to...
l ask you!
Shut up!
Are you agitating?
-l am.
-Search him. Now!
l am sorry, Michel, the order is the order.
But if the lieutenant orders you to shoot at me?
The officer is the officer.
Here is the officer.
Look at him closely. Chicken neck.
Under the snow white
uniform is a dirty body
Some small thoughts about women.
He eats when he is hungry.
And scratches himself if it itches him.
He will end his dirty life.
And he will be driven into the ground, like everybody.
You, for some reason, make
a divine creature out of him.
You serve him like dogs,
or like the bolt of a rifle.
He is setting you and us against each other.
And he is making money from that fratricidal dump.
As well as ranks, awards.
-Right?
-Right. Shut up!
You see: right.
Please sorry, it seems, l delayed you.
Goodbye.
-Seize!-Whom should l seize?
-Him!-
Yes sir!
-Fire!
-Yes sir!
l order!
Aim above the head.
-And how else
Fire!
Follow me. Seize him!
Our bullets are intelligent,
Michel, they will find the road.
Let's see. Bye. ln three
hours in the pub "Dardanells Assault".
l beg your pardon, gentlemen.
Please sorry. Pardon.
Ladies and gentlemen. Cows. Phew!
Quite unlike ours, who're clumsy.
-Cherman!
-Oh, smell's great! Oh, uncle...
Let's go
To the right. Yes to the right l said.
Yes now.
Well. We have to turn back.
Wait, comrade Voronov.
l beg you.
Okay, l will get to the shore without you. By myself.
-Okay, sit here. And be quiet.
-Please tell me.
Did Evgeney procure the confidential agreement of the
Whites with the occupationists for our party?
-Well he got it but...
-That is it.
ls this very important for our