eyes?
- Let's say no.
- I have.
- But those were enemies you killed!
- Enemies! But it's still horrific.
- Sit, sit.
- You're a good man Ignatich.
- I love you.
- But what sort of Comissar are you?
- You're green, you lack fortitude.
- Nevermind, we'll sort that out,
you'll mature.
- No fortitude, you say?
- No. - You know where I served
before the front?
- Where? - In the Revolutionary
Tribunal, as the chairman.
- And?
- I had a Mauser (rifle), and you know
how much everyone respected me?
- Well? - Clever, they called me,
came to me for advice.
- Not everyone, but they did come.
- About fodder, about economy,
about questions of war.
- Actors came, also asking for advice.
- At first, fool that I am,
I was flattered.
- But later I caught on that they
weren't coming to me for advice.
- To who then?
- To my Mauser!
- So?
- The people were afraid!
- Afraid, and good.
- Teaching people to be afraid
causes harm!
- Go on then, work out what's fear
and what's truth.
- Ignatich, you're saything
the wrong things.
- Believe a communist.
- You'll perish. A dicatorship
is a dictatorship.
- To fight is what you need, to fight.
- You've soured here.
- To fight is right.
- There's no ford through fire.
- So you love me, then?
- I do.
- Honestly?
- I love you.
- And a lot?
- A lot.
- Machine guns or not,
I've got a naked sword and hack away.
- It's dull with you Tanka, dull.
- There's neither laughter in you,
nor tears.
- Maybe we'll get married, huh?
Maybe you'll cheer up?
- So how about it?
The Sun was setting
By the river Oka
And the boy was dreaming
- Alyosha.
- What?
- What were you talking about before?
- I was talking about everything,
talking as required.
- We'll get married, you said.
- What?
- We'll get married, didn't you say?
- No.
- Of all the things we talked about
that wasn't one of them. It wasn't.
He's a Red Army soldier
Bravely going into battle.
The Sun was setting.
- Hey! Tomorrow come at 3, same place.
- Sitting there, eh?
- Brother, where'd the train go?
- Where should it go? Gone on a run.
- Will it return soon?
- Could be a month, could be longer.
- We're in a war
- Just my luck.
- Friends, I've gotten married.
- Again? Well, you know miss,
you don't waste time.
- I'm serious.
- Let it be, Valodya.
- I'm serious. Kol!
- Hello, everyone.
- Hello.
- Good.
And what are you called, pray tell?
- Kolka.
- Where are you from?
- Us? Oh, I'm from Okulovkia.
- Why, young man, have you
run away from the country?
- They've cleaned us out.
- Who's cleaned you out?
- Who? Isn't it well known? Bolsheviki?
- What are you doing?
From one harness to another.
- The kids' stomachs are bursting
from hunger. The wife's gone deaf.
- So you're married?
- How else? A man, without a wife?
- And what did you do with her?
- With who?
- Fell out of love?
- Her?
- Your wife.
- There's nothing to eat.
Moved to the city, still nothing.
- Thank god I met her, and she said...
- ... that you give rations out here,
a salary on time.
- I...Is that right, or not?
- Right.
- So how about it, boss?
Do you give rations or not?
- I can be a driver. Can make
porridge, can work as a joiner.
- So, boss? Do you give them out or not?
- OK, OK.
- Then it's ok. Then I'm staying.
- I'm healed!
- I can better tell,
if you're healed already or not.
- Plotnikov. You hear? Plotnikov.
- What, what?
- What are you doing then?
- Smoking
- Give some here.
- Here's the thing.
- I was going with a girl, an orderly.
- And?
- Decided to marry.
- A real woman.
- Only she isn't pretty.
Who needs them pretty?
- Only she's skinny.
- But who needs them fat?
- That's what I sey [sic].
- That's what love's like,
it doesn't notice...
- whether you're pretty or ugly.
You fall in love and that's it.
- That's what I sey.
- A bit stupid though.
- Nothing to talk about.
- But who needs them smart?