defense line map.
Wait for me in your "underground".
I'll be right back.
Comrade Senior Lieutenant,
the gunners gave me a record.
They say you have a gramophone.
Could we listen to it?
- The gramophone's broken.
- I'll fix it.
Thanks, Katasonych.
This place is best, Captain.
But where will we land?
What d'you say, Katasonych?
In those bushes.
It's a safe place.
Only be sure to tell the gunners
to leave us a corridor.
WELCOME
Damn! Couldn't you have dug
a deeper one?
D'you know who's sitting there,
on the other bank?
I know.
Then why can't you bring them here?
It'll take but an hour.
- Have you got any boats?
- No.
You're Iying.
- What for?
- I need them.
You are not even good at Iying.
- They're for the landing party.
- That's what I need them for.
Are you and Katasonych planning
a scouting mission?
No, a picnic
with your gramophone.
Will Ivan go again?
Ivan, Ivan...
I'm not an information bureau.
- What's so funny?
- Nothing.
You've got a pretty doctor's
assistant.
I'm sending her away.
She can't cope with the job.
Aren't you severe, Galtsev!
Have a heart.
War is a man's business.
It's not for girls.
All right, go. I don't need you here.
Some man!
Excuse me, are you Masha?
Yes.
Don't you remember me?
No, I don't.
We took the college entrance exams
together.
Yes... now I do.
I'm so glad I met you!
Me, too.
I'm glad I saw you.
Where'd you go after the exams?
I looked everywhere...
Now I've found you, Masha.
I'm coming!
I've found you!
We'll meet again, won't we?
We'll meet again, Masha!
We'll meet again!
WELCOME
Captain!
- That's you, Katasonych!
- We are here.
- Good.
Hello, Kholin!
- Hello, Ivan!
Ivan?
- Hello.
- Hello.
Give us a hand, Galtsev.
- Hello, Katasonov!
- Hello, sir!
Give us something interesting,
Galtsev, some magazines.
With lots of pictures.
Come here.
- Here. This one's about scouts.
- I've read it.
- How about this one?
- This one, too.
- And this one?
- This, too.
- You're Iying!
- I'm not.
I was stuck at HQ all this time.
I did nothing but read for 3 days.
I got you a spring for the gramophone
at HQ.
Thanks, Katasonych.
It's under the bed.
- What's this, so big?
- An art book. Captured material.
- Any pictures in it?
- It's all pictures.
Give it to me.
You should've listened to him sprechen.
Like a real Fritz.
I wanted to make him an interpreter,
now he's in command of a battalion.
Look!
Are these Germans?
Yes, it's an old engraving.
They're Germans, all the same.
Look at this skinny one on a horse.
I saw one just like him
on a motorcycle.
Look, they're killing the people here,
too.
It's just a painting.
No...
I know them.
Who is this? A German?
He's either a German doctor,
or writer.
They have no writers.
I saw them burning books
on the square.
They poured petrol over them
and set them on fire.
There was soot in the air for a week
after that.
This writer lived
about 400 years ago.
Well, then maybe...
If they spot us,
our gunners will keep them down.
We'll leave Ivan a passage
in the swamp.
I retreat last.
Got it?
What's this?
I think I'd better take
one of Galtsev's boats.
- Will you take me along?
- Where to?
To the other bank.
A volunteer, eh?
Can you swim?
Don't you worry. I can swim
this river and back 5 times.
What a hero.
Are you trigger-happy, too?
Stop it.
You see? He's so touchy.
No self-control.
How can I take you across?
- Then you don't get a boat.
- We'll commandeer it.
Or I'll report you to the Commander,
and you'll bring it to us on your back.
Come on, stop it.
He'll give us a boat.
Am I right?
All right. Let's go have a look.
You stay here and rest up.
Wow! What a knife!
Listen, Galtsev, would you give it
to me?
I would, Vanya, but...
Don't be a miser. Give it to him.
This is a memento.
It was my buddy's. He was killed.
- Let me have it till tonight.
- All right.
Why should I go with you? You're not
taking me across, right?