wife couldn't
conceive for a long time.
I'll tell you everything,
just take my kids off the stove!
You silly woman!
You'll kill your own kids!
- Is everybody alive?
- Yes.
- Shall I kill her?
- Don't shoot!
Tamara, drop the gun.
Everything is all right.
We've discussed everything
and they're leaving now.
My brother sent me to you
to make sure
we get our land back.
Damn it! I got wounded too.
And I hitchhiked all the way here.
It's always like this with me
and my brother, it must be our fate.
As kids everyone
jumped into the quarry
and just the two of us
broke our legs.
I hitchhiked to get here.
Didn't think I'd catch up with you.
Philip Ilyich, be sure to
keep your promise about the land.
My brother and me
shed our blood for it.
I draw a land plan here
for you.
We have 85 hectares.
I've also added a little ravine
but it's only a tiny spot of land.
We could also send our
elder son on our behalf.
You better not,
he may get killed accidentally.
Don't forget that plan!
With the ravine!
I feel terrible.
I must be dying.
Have some courage!
You are not Denikin
to get from the steppe right
into London. You must persevere.
You'll be all right - I just broke two
of your ribs with the tongs.
You'll heal like a dog, in no time.
It's your own fault anyway.
He must be insane.
I could cut
his head off slowly,
but then he won't talk
ever at all.
What'll we do?
Maybe we should boil him,
slowly and tenderly?
I saw a cistern in the closet.
So you aren't afraid
of dying, old man?
Undress and untie him.
What's on your mind?
I wanna show the infernal
world to comrade Simavin.
Life after death.
It's cold down there.
- Take the knife, Kolya.
- No need.
I'll gnaw on him with
my own teeth, tenderly.
We'll just sit with him
in the darkness for a while.
Just don't interrupt us.
So, Panya, how's life?
Life is nice,
Vasily Ivanovich, really.
Never mind,
we're not old at all yet.
We'll yet live to party
at your wedding.
Give me a drink!
I'm dead cold!
It's cold down there
like in a grave.
So, the apparatchik confessed
and then died from fear.
Well, we ought to have
boiled him down instead.
You didn't really have to
do it this way...
I had to make sure
he wasn't lying!
I hate them apparatchiks.
Even the dead ones.
- Vasily, are you alright?
- Not sure, I think he's dead.
Go ahead, I'll catch up
with you at the station.
Help! Somebody!
Open up!
Help!
Help! They'll kill me!
Open the door, you bastards!
You must be Simavin's son.
It was me
who killed your father.
- How is he?
- He's dying.
Here, Vasily Ivanovich,
this is the man who killed you.
Amuse yourself before you die.
You grew up to be a good man.
Let me kiss you farewell.
So, farewell everybody.
- May you rest in peace.
- Farewell.
Farewell, my friend, farewell.
You lived an honest life and
you took an honest death.
He didn't like it when it's cold...
Your coat...
It's swelling with blood.
It's all right.
It's like an Egyptian pyramid.
Can it be that very place?
It's here all right.
Simavin told me the truth.
I guess our land is covered
with gold but it's not for us.
The farther from home,
the more expensive it gets.
We won't get that certificate.
We can't shoot everyone inside.
There must be thousands of them.
We can't take the guns.
The guards will search us.
I'm sure of that.
Let Philip Ilyich hide
a knife in his sleeve,
they won't suspect him.
And I'll bring
a razor in my mouth.
Let's have some sleep.
My jacket is all wrong.
We're just humble people,
we acknowledge
your power and superiority.
Take what is yours. If needed, we can
collect more and bring it to you.
You'll always have bread and meat
and everything you might want.
Why should you need our land?
We plough it and grow our bread,
the way we've done
for a thousand years.
We know nothing else.
What can be so funny about that?
You are so funny.
You're nice,
simple folks, really.
But