living in Ukraine !
Listen up, for I have
not said everything yet.
Today, priests are traveling
across Ukraine in carts.
The problem is not that
they are traveling in carts,
it's that the carts are not
drawn by horses...
...but by good orthodox Christians !
That is the kind of time
we are living in Ukraine !
And you, you are here,
in Zaporozhye,
you are having fun and you don't hear
what's going on in the world.
Shut up, shut up !
And what have you been doing ?
Didn't you have your
swords with you, or what ?
How could you ever allow
such mischief to even happen ?
Oh yes, I would like to see you,
facing fifty thousand Polacks.
It's not a secret that even
among us there are dogs,
who are turning away from faith.
And your Ghetman, and your colonels,
what have they done ?
What our colonels have done ?
They have done what they had to,
to defend God, and you, and us.
Right now, the Ghetman is in Warsaw,
boiled in a copper cauldron !
The heads and hands of the colonels
have been shown to the population,
on fairgrounds !
That is what our colonels have done !
What ?! Priests carried in carts
drawn by good orthodox Christians ?!
How can we tolerate on Russian soil
that damned infidels practice such tortures ?!
And what they have done to
the Ghetman and the colonels !
We won't allow it !
We won't allow it !
Let's go and strangle the strangers !
Let's go and drown them in the Dnieper !
But it's not us, it's not us renting,
it's not the Jews !
It's the Ukrainians, but not us,
not the Jews !
I did nothing, I did nothing !
Master, protect me,
I did nothing.
Masters such as you, sirs,
there are none better in the world !
So courageous, so brave, so good, no,
never anywhere ! Never !
But it's not us, it's not us renting,
it's not the Jews !
Those who do that,
we should spit on them !
Pfuh-pfuh-pfuh-pfuh !
And throw them in hell !
I knew your brother,
the late Dorosh,
I lent him 800 crowns
when he wanted to buy...
Enough, come here.
Don't move !
Wait !
You knew my brother ?
Yes.
In truth  I did.
He was a generous man.
What's your name ?
Yankel.
Very well.
Step away, brave fighters.
And you, go away.
Don't push me to sin.
The council of elders has decided
to go to Poland !
Make them pay for their misdeeds,
in tears and death !
They denigrated our faith !
What is the decision of
Zaporozhye's independent army ?
Agreed !
Agreed !
God bless you !
God bless you !
Farewell, Syetch, mother.
The Lord be with you.
Moron ! Do you want to
get shot like a sparrow ?
I'm not talking to anyone.
This is my own cart.
I'm carrying everything
the Cossacks may need,
and at a price so low that no
Jew would be able to match.
Honestly, yes, by God, yes !
Ah ! You are a smart one !
Soon, the whole of south-western
Poland became prey to the terror.
Everywhere shouts could be heard :
"Cossacks ! The Cossacks are coming !"
All that could be saved, was carried off.
All were fleeing, alone or in groups,
in total panic.
What do you think ?
Your Highness, they are
as many as grasshoppers.
Are they really that many ?
Rabble ! Cattle !
Rebel slaves !
Maybe not all of them.
You don't know them.
Are you afraid ?
I'm not afraid of anything, my daughter.
I'm just worried about you.
But believe me, we will disband them.
And punish them severely.
They are coming !
Attack !
Be ready !
More wood.
Be ready !
They're so many.
At my command !
Be ready !
Darling, you have to go.
We will have to fight.
This is no place for you.
Go.
Attaque !
Obey !
Fire !
Fire at will !
Fire !
Pistol !
Aida...
...in the storm !!
Almost there !
Your hand !
Andriy, Andriy, hold on !
Sound retreat !
No use in wasting our forces.
This is nothing, brothers,
we are beating a retreat,
but let me turn into a barbarian
and not a good Christian,
if we allow a single one
to stay alive in that city !
Let them starve to death, those dogs !