kiss my...
Shall I put an ellipsis?
- A diplomatic note.
- Cossacks writing to the sultan.
Ready!
- Grasshopper, translate it to German.
- Yes!
Do it quickly, but make it
sound like belle-lettres.
Ready.
- Is that all?
- The rest is untranslatable.
Don't drag it out, or you'll get it
coming.
Come out to fight one on one, we
won't shoot you on a takeoff. Maestro.
And it took us a whole day to write.
A stylist. Not funny, but to the point.
You'll be an editor after the war.
And a flyer during the war.
Commander, allow me to fly.
We'll talk later.
The letter goes in there.
They'll translate this themselves.
- Will all the squadron fly?
- No.
Will you fly yourself?
My number 2 will be
senior lieutenant Skvortsov.
Yes!
Yes!
Seryoga, they took the challenge.
don't fall back, come in from the sun.
Yes!
- Seryoga, my gun's jammed!
- What do we do?
Imitate an attack.
Cover me, I'll attack!
Got you, Lyosha!
What chivalry!
Get the second squadron up.
Lyosha, a Messer at your tail.
Hold on, Lyosha!
You're on fire, diamond!
Ninth, pull back,
your boys are in the air.
Roger, Pop.
Go away, Lyosha!
Let's sing a duet now, Seryoga!
- But your gun!..
- It's all right, I just kidded you.
I'll show you pedagogy!
Commander, are you all right?
Go get the paint.
- What paint?
- To paint stars.
I'll get it in a jiffy!
You'll get... Always same story.
You ought to have your own paint!
How many stars? Two?
I'm running!
Two... It's exausting enough
downing just one.
I stuck to him,
but he tosses like a fish.
Suddenly, from behind...
- I hardly managed to get out of it.
- Life is a hustle.
Yeah, we taught those diamonds
a good lesson.
Well, this suit suits me alright.
What do you say, Romeo?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
I saw the fight. I saw everything.
Sure, all to the last bullet.
But missed it all.
Missed.
What is Juliet going to say?
Commander, the women's
regiment will be based here.
The second squadron has been
invited to a party tonight.
Stop being gross.
Go, go. She's been looking for you.
Comrade Commander,
may I go for a minute?
And right away the enamored mate
revved up his plane
and rushed on to a date.
- Commander.
- Quiet.
The cranes.
It's too early for them.
They survived.
- Listen, Lyosha...
- Seryoga.
No need for words, please.
Yes, Commander.
- The Messers!
- The Junkerses!
The enemy approaching!
Where're you going, kid? Follow me!
To the forest!
Where are you going?
Get down, Grasshopper!
They'll kill you, kid!
Come back!
- Start'er up!
- Yes, start'er up!
He's crazy.
He took off! Grasshopper took off!
- Who took off?
- Titarenko!
- Start'er up!
- Yes, start'er up!
It's something, guys!
Grasshopper's shot down a Messer.
What a devil!
Let's lift him up, guys!
My dear boy!
No ovations, please.
Guys, Grasshopper's coming.
Right face!
Attention! Center dress!
By the way, where's my vodka
ration for the downed plane?
Why just a ration, my dear? You
deserve a barrel of Georgian chacha!
Cool it.
I don't drink,
but it's a matter of principle.
Way to go! Thanks, you've saved
the regiment!
And how he hit him!
Why are you laughing? Learn from him!
What a style!
Against all laws of physics!
Listen, it wasn't me.
Shut up.
Prepare a report for a decoration.
Not for me. For Lieutenant Grasshopper...
It's Alexandrov who shot him down.
- Grasshopper?
- Exactly.
- You're kidding me.
- No. He did.
- You shot him down?
- Yes.
I could've shoot down more,
but you, Comrade Commander...
scared off all Germans
with your underwear.
Oh, those kids! What an expert.
May we come in?
I got on his tail...
The getters are already here.
Good evening.
- Gifts of the forest.
- For our girls-in-arms.
- You got settled all right?
- All right.
For this they
could go to the can.
They stole the birch-tree twigs
the sergeant had provided for the bath.
Don't pay attention to them.
They're an okay boys, but somewhat