EndTHE FATHER OF A SOLDIER
Screenplay by
Suliko ZHGENTI
Directed by
Rezo CHKHEIDZE
Photography by
Lev SUKHOV, Archil FILIPASHVILI
Production designers
Zurab MEDZMARIASHVILI, Nika KAZBEGI
Music by Sulkhan TSINTSADZE
Sound by D. LOMIDZE
English Subtitles by
Tatiana Kameneva
Sergo ZAKARIADZE
as Father
Also starring
V. PRIVALTSEV, A. NAZAROV
A. LEBEDEV, V. KOLOKOLTSEV
Yu. DROZDOV, I. KOSYKH
Vitya KOSYKH
V. URALSKY
K. BOCHORISHVILI, B. PITSEK
P. LYUBESHKIN
T. SAPOZHNIKOVA, I. BARMIN
A Georgia-Film Studio Production
As you get there, find out
where this hospital is.
Don't be afraid to ask.
There's nothing wrong
with asking questions.
You're going to be late, Georgy.
I tell you you'll be late!
Be careful on the train,
these are evil times now.
Don't get in the rain,
you mustn't catch cold.
Don't keep all of your money
in one place.
Button up your pocket.
Best regards to your son, Georgy!
Good luck! Keep your chin up!
Try to find out where my boy is.
I've not heard a word from him
for weeks.
Get into the cab, Georgy.
Hey, you're not going to put a big
man like him into that hen-coop!
Give him a hand up.
You're doing a good thing, Georgy.
You've got a long trip ahead of you.
Don't lose heart!
Maybe you'll run into my Mikha?
You'll be meeting a lot of people.
Ask them...
It's been a whole year
that we're fighting.
When are we going to chase out
those Germans?
You'll be almost at the front
when you get there.
If they start bombing,
crawl into a cellar or a hole.
The boy's crazy.
There're no bombs there.
Do whatever you can.
Beg the doctors...
Try to get him on a furlough,
who knows?
He was already wounded before.
Isn't that enough for one war?
The town's called Dubovo.
Hospital number...
What's that? You're praying?
Let him pray
if it brings him any comfort.
Pray, Georgy, it's all right.
Can't you say something
before you leave?
What do you want me to say?
I'm going, and that's it.
Can't get it started.
Give 'er a push!
Georgy!
Don't come back without Goderdzi!
Don't forget it, do you hear?
Soviet Information Bureau
Communique:
On September 11 our troops
put up stubborn resistance
west and south-west of
Stalingrad,
in the region of Mozdok
and on the Volkhov sector.
After several days
of fierce fighting
our troops
withdrew from Novorossiysk.
It's too heavy for you.
Let me help.
That's no job for a woman,
to carry heavy sacks.
Listen...
Will you give me a lift to Dubovo?
No, I can't. There's no room.
- Be ready soon, Vassily?
- In a minute.
All right, climb in, old man.
One ticket to Dubovo...
Luggage costs extra.
A horse ain't a barge.
Every extra pound counts.
- All settled?
- Yes.
Heave off!
Full ahead!
Give the kid a drink. It's hot.
We had a good potato crop
this year,
but a bomb fell in the garden.
We had to pick what we could.
Move over! You're not the only one
in the cart.
What's eating you?
There's room for everybody.
Good boy!
Women should be kept in hand.
- Just look at all his sacks!
- What have you got in your bundle?
My, how rich we are!
Take a nap, son.
Yes, I guess I'm a bit tired.
You've got strong legs.
How come you're not in the army?
What can I do there? It's young men
like you who must fight.
Got a smoke, old man?
Yes.
Good tobacco. Want to sell some?
I will give you some as a present.
Don't be stingy.
Look how much you've got.
It's for my son. He's in the hospital
in Dubovo.
Wounded?
In the shoulder.
My son is a tankman.
What sort of tobacco is this?
Got no strength.
It's good tobacco.
- Here, take it back.
- No, keep it.
It makes me cough
after the stuff I've been smoking.
Here's your hospital, old man.
Don't. I can carry them myself.
Thanks.
- Vassily.
- Goodbye. Let's go!
What do I owe you?
So long, old man!
Good luck to you!
- How d'ye do.
- How d'ye do.
Yes, that's the registry.
The surgeon's operating.
Very well.
Who do you want to see?
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