EndMoscow M.Gorky
Film Studio, 1957
QUlET FLOWS THE DON
Based on the novel by
Mikhail SHOLOKHOV
Written and Directed by
Sergey GERASlMOV
Director of Photography
Vladimir RAPOPORT
Production Designer
B. DULENKOV
Music by Yu. LEVlTlN
English Subtitles by
T. Kameneva
Cast:
Panteley Prokofievich Melekhov -
D. lLCHENKO
llyinichna - A. FlLlPPOVA
Grigory - P. GLEBOV
Pyotr - N. SMlRNOV
Darya - L. KHlTYAYEVA
Dunyashka -
N. ARKHANGELSKAYA
Stepan Astakhov - A. BLAGOVESTOV
Aksinya - E. BYSTRlTSKAYA
Miron Grigorievich Korshunov -
A. ZHUKOV
Lukinichna - A. DENlSOVA
Natalya - Z. KlRlYENKO
Mitka - B. NOVlKOV
Grandfather Grishaka - A. KARPOV
Koshevaya - Ye. MAXlMOVA
Mikhail Koshevoy - G. KARYAKlN
Mashutka Koshevaya -
V. KHMARA
General Listnitsky - A. SHATOV
Yevgeny Listnitsky - l. DMlTRlYEV
Shtokman - V. SHATUNOVSKY
Ktolyarov - A. TlTOV
Prokhor Zykov - V. ZAKHARCHENKO
Khristonya - M. VASSlLlEV
Grandfather Sashka - D. KAPKA
Valet - S. YURTAlKlN
Shamil - P. LYUBESHKlN
QUlET FLOWS THE DON
ln the village of Tatarsky,
Cossacks were getting ready
to leave for the May camps.
Dunyasha! Have you got
the rusks and bacon packed?
Do what you're doing, Father,
l'll do everything properly for my
brother, he won't have any worry.
- ls he eating?
- No, he won't.
Then, forget it, Father.
He hasn't been watered yet.
Pyotr, make a hole in here.
Grishka will take him down to the Don.
Grigory, take the horse.
You wild devil! You almost
trampled me with your horse.
Stepan all packed and ready?
- What's it to you?
- Can't l ask a question?
Yes, he's ready. So what?
So you'll be left a grass widow?
Yes, l will.
Will you be pining for your husband?
Sure l will.
Wait till you're married,
then you'll know.
Some wives are glad
to see their husbands go.
Our Darya gets fat
in Pyotr's absence.
A husband is no snake,
but he sucks your blood.
When will we have you married off?
Don't know. lt's up to my father.
l guess, after my service.
- You're young yet. Don't get married.
- Why not?
lt's a bore.
Why marry? Some girl
will love me without.
- Let me pass, Grishka.
- No, l won't.
Stop playing the fool.
l have to get my husband ready.
Let me pass, you devil.
What will people think if they see us?
Well, God bless you.
Good luck to you.
You're late, Miron Grigorievich.
What did you find, Grishukha?
Give it to me, l'll bury it.
- What do you want?
- l want to have a drink.
- Your hair...
- What?
lt smells of henbane.
You know, a flower.
- Go away, Grishka.
- Hush.
Go away or l'll scream.
- Wait, Ksyusha...
- Uncle Panteley!
Why are you so gloomy, Grisha?
lt looks like it'll be raining.
My back's aching.
He just doesn't want to watch
the oxen.
Don't let the oxen spoil
the neighbours' grass.
Grisha... Grishenka...
Your father will hear.
He won't.
Put me down, it's no use now...
l'll go myself.
Panteley Prokofievich,
good morning to you.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
What's the matter, Prokofievich?
Why didn't you tell us?
You decided to marry your son off,
and you keep mum.
- What son?
- Grigory. He isn't married yet.
l have no plans to marry him off.
l heard you're taking Stepan's
Aksinya as your daughter-in-law.
From an alive husband?..
Are you making fun of me,
Platonych?
lt's no fun.
People are talking.
Hey, wait!
What is it?
What are you doing, eh?
Your husband barely gone
and you already playing tricks?
You bitch, you haven't been
beaten enough!
Don't dare ever come
onto my property!
Look out, l'll write to Stepan...
Who are you?
My father-in-law?
Who are you to teach me?
Go and teach your fat daughter!
l'm not afraid of you,
you lame devil!
- Get out of here!
- Wait, you fool!
- Don't you wait me!
- A real devil of a woman!
Write to the ataman for all l care!
Grigory's mine!
lf l want to, l'll eat him with his
bones and answer to no one for it!
Go on, write! l'll love him hard
to make up for my bitter life!
And then