ENDMOSFILM PRESENTS
THIRD ARTISTIC ASSOCIATION
SIBERIAN SAGA
SIBERIAN SAGA
POEM
THE CAST
VLADIMIR SAMOILOV
VITALY SOLOMIN
SERGEl SHAKUROV
NATALIA ANDREICHENKO
EVGENY PEROV
MIKHAIL KONONOV
ELENA KORENEVA
IGOR OKHLUPIN
NIKOLAISKOROBOGATOV
PAVEL KADOCHNIKOV
as the Eternal Old Man
Scriptwriters
VALENTIN EZHOV
ANDREl MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSY
Director of Photography
LEVAN PAATASHVILI
Production Designer
NIKOLAIDVIGUBSY
Music by EDUARD ARTEMIEV
Sound Engineer
VALENTIN BOBROVSY
Directed by BORIS VELSHER
FELIX KLEl MAN
Newsreels LEONID El DLIN
Editing VALENTINA KULAGINA
Chronicles Director ARTUR PELESHYAN
Editor VERA OSTRIMSKAYA
Directed by
ANDREl MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSY
PART ONE
AFANASY
AFANASY
BEGINNING OF THE CENTURY
Hi.
Hi.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
Where did you get these dumplings?
Nowhere.
- Whose are you?
- Nobody's.
Gotcha.
Now I'll make dumplings out of you.
You scum!
- Hey, guys!
- Let me go! That hurts!
What the devil's with you two?
Let him have it!
- Give it back, scum.
- No way!
Fine.
Dad'll teach you to go
crawling around people's barns!
- Thief! Beggar!
- You're a slut!
- Beggar! Thief!
- Bloodsuckers!
- Sour scamp!
- Bloodsuckers!
You're a wet louse!
- Your girlfriend?
- Hell, no.
They're my worst enemies,
the Solomins.
Red-haired puke!
Who's that?
She just hangs around.
Dad found her in the woods
on the Devil's Mane, half-dead.
Eat.
They're good, Solomins's dumplings.
Darn.
- What does she want?
- Don't worry.
Like Isaid...
she just hangs around.
So why are you stealing?
They've got lots of everything.
They're rich.
There's bagfuls of dumplings in the barn.
I've stolen up to 500 a night.
Aren't you ashamed?
Look who's talking...
a runaway convict.
How do you know?
It's obvious.
You still have the convict label on.
Where are your folks?
Mom drowned and Dad's chopping
a roadway through the woods.
What roadway?
- Where to?
- Up to a star.
What star?
He doesn't know himself.
Whichever's brightest.
He was the best hunter in the taiga.
But he gave it all up for the road.
- He's chopping it alone?
- Alone all right. He's useless.
We Ustyuzhanins are all like that.
Once something's in our head,
ain't no getting it out.
Afanasy, you be great hunter.
Fair too.
Everybody know Afonya in Khanta.
Ted get sables,
squirrels and martens.
Solomin take all.
No give Ted nothing.
Ted hungry.
Ted die!
He's nothing like Afonya,
you simpleton.
How many times has Dad told you
it's your own fault.
He won't cover up for you anymore.
Hold on, Kolya.
What's this all about?
He always does this...
swaps all his sables for vodka
and then cries afterwards...
tries to get 'em back.
- You look like good man. Help Ted.
- Stop it. Get up.
Hold on.
Don't go to Solomin.
Wait till Dad gets back.
Wait!
We'll see.
Take the gun!
Hi.
You're the master, right?
Right.
You've offended a man greatly.
Give the pelts back.
Give the sables back to the man.
Who's a man?
Him?
Maybe we should, boys?
We'll give 'em back.
Don't be afraid.
Don't stand there. Take the pelts.
Ted no need nothing!
- Vasya, fiank him on the right.
- Stay away.
I've got a bomb.
Give the pelts back now.
Vasya.
You don't know me.
Icould blast myself and all of you.
Icould do that.
Pete, don't be stingy.
Go ahead,
take your pelts.
Leave a couple of them here.
You drank our vodka.
Mine!
- I'll be back.
- Where are you off to, you wet louse?
- Rodion, I'll be back!
- Get him!
- I'll catch you yet!
- Rodion, I'm gonna bring Dad!
I'll be back, Rodion!
Hang in there, Rodion!
You caught a cat.
Yeah. The bitch jumped on me
three times.
- Ruined my jacket.
- You're needed in the village.
- What the heck for?
- There's a runaway convict.
He took the pelts from Yerofei
and stuck up for Ted.
The Solomins want to strangle him.
- What kind of a man?
- A stranger.
- Is he a good man?
- Sure is.
- Let him be.
- They'll do him in.
Let