untie you.
Where can I run away?
To the sands?
- To be eaten by jackals?
- Come on, swear. Repeat after me.
I swear by the poor
proletariat
fighting for its rights,
and before Maria Basova,
that I shall not run away.
I swear.
Now if you run away,
you'll be the worst scoundrel.
Here, cover yourself.
Thank you.
Good night, Maria.
Filatovna is the patronymic.
Filatovna.
The Commissar wanted to deliver
the lieutenant as soon as possible.
So he decided to send him by sea,
with Maryutka and two soldiers.
The rest were to go along the shore
in order to form a new
detachment on their way.
Why are you standing?
Go.
You'll be in charge.
Keep your eyes peeled for the cadet!
If he slips away, it'll be your end.
Goodbye.
And one more thing.
Tell them at headquarters
to send us backup.
And if you run into the Whites,
don't let them have him alive.
- All right.
- You got it?
Go.
All together.
Come on, push!
Just look at him!
Taking himself to prison.
Yeah.
They'll interrogate him at
headquarters, and up against the wall.
Where did you learn
seafaring?
In Petersburg.
I had my own yacht.
I used to sail in the bay.
At home in Astrakhan, the rich
also had yachts.
Very beautiful.
Water!
So clean, so blue!
I don't even know what to
compare it to. Do you?
Yes, it's amazingly blue!
Oh God! And your eyes are
as blue as the sea!
Damn it!
The wind is from the east!
Never mind. They'll get to Barsa
and spend the night there.
Cut the sheets!
Vyakhir!
Vyakhir!
Semyonov!
Our soldiers got drowned!
Oh, hell!
It's just a fairy tale!
Robinson accompanied
by Man Friday.
We need some light
to look around.
The wick got wet.
Damn it!
Where are you?
Answer me!
Here I am!
Here,
unscrew the bullet.
Ready.
Pour the gunpowder out.
Done it?
Light it up.
- What are we going to burn?
- The fish.
- It's fatty.
- How is it possible?
We burned fishes on the Volga.
They burn better than firewood.
Oh, it's too bad about the boys.
They drowned just for nothing.
We need to dry our clothes,
or we'll catch a cold.
What's stopping you?
Take them off and dry them.
You dry up
and I'll wait out there.
Just look
at that strong wind!
You'll freeze
to death!
Won't I embarrass you?
Stop talking nonsense!
The ideas you gentlefolks get!
Go on, undress!
Undress, you idol!
What a pain in the neck you are!
- Maria Filatovna?
- What?
I want to lie down.
I have a terrible headache.
That's from the smoke and exhaustion.
Cover yourself.
Go to sleep. I'll sit here.
Then you'll stand on guard.
Get up.
Come on, wake up!
Do you hear?
Watch the fire.
I'll go onto the shore.
We're lucky that
the boat hasn't sunk.
Perhaps we can make it
to Kazalinsk.
There're some cakes in the sack.
Eat them.
Get up, we're in trouble!
Wake up, we're in trouble!
It's our end!
He did catch cold. He's raving!
He's going to die.
What shall I say to the commissar?
Oh, my poor
blue-eyed fool!
What is it?
Where am I?
Have you forgotten?
It's me, Maryutka!
You remember now?
Ah, Man Friday!
Raving again.
You and your Friday.
I don't remember what day is today.
It's not the day,
there's such a name.
Don't get up and don't talk,
or you'll get ill again.
Oh, I have to give you
something to eat.
Wait a minute.
It's hot!
- Does your head hurt?
- No.
Good.
You yelled in your sleep.
You talked
and gave commands.
There's wind and emptiness around,
and only we two on the island.
I was scared.
- How did you manage?
- I managed alright.
I was only afraid
you were going to die.
Here...
Eat it.
Thank you,
my dear.
Eat.
I'm not some beast
to let a man die.
But I'm a cadet, your enemy...
Some enemy, if you can't
even raise your hand.
Go on, eat.
I had enough,
now you eat.
I don't want to,
I'm not hungry.
Come on, eat.
What is it?
I'd like a smoke.
A smoke?
Here.
There's some tobacco left.
I dried it up.
I knew
you'd like a smoke.
You're pure gold, Mashenka!