Ivan.
Unfold it, and then put it through...
Nothing had changed at home.
In a word, Siberia.
Two years had passed -
it was like I'd never left.
Sliva still a bandit,
same as he was at school.
His parents got him out
of being conscripted.
It's a shame - would've seen
the world, worked some things out.
Most of the people there
haven't been further than Tyumen.
Mum had aged a lot though,
and Dad...
Hi, Zinka. My dad's here...
Ivan! We saw you on TV!
Zin, my dad's here...
Have you seen Katya?
Zin, my dad's here!
Eh, yes, yes...
Why do I drink, son?
Because life's become boring.
I lived until I was about forty
and that was it.
Misery, all of it.
No love, son.
It's good that you were at war.
War makes a man of you.
And that's what you should be.
A man has strength. It's all held
together by that strength.
I had strength, but it's gone.
If I could be up and
on my way to war now!
Don't be angry with me
about your mother
she's a good woman
but I've just fallen out
of love with her.
You'll understand later.
Remember, son:
if you fall out of love,
walk away!
You can't live without love.
You mustn't' son!
Hello, mum.
Ivan!
Everyone says they saw you
on television, but I missed it.
It's no big deal...
To our brothers, Sapek, Uvar,
Taran and Tolka
who are no longer with us.
They hadn't been at war.
Our own Siberian lads killed them.
We all went to the same school.
Some my age, some older.
I didn't know Taran at all,
but Sashka Uvarov was a friend of mine.
Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs
The position of the President
of the Russian Federation, Mr. Putin
is that we mustn't pay ransoms
to terrorists for hostages.
So I apologize.
I wanted to work with computers -
nothing doing.
You say you were in Chechnya,
and they start scratching their chins.
"We're using new
technologies here" they say.
So I got knocked
back everywhere.
The military board
were no use either.
I could get work loading
trucks without them.
Ivan, let's get married.
Where will we live?
Dad will be out of the hospital
soon, then what?
Ivan, you asked me to wake you!
I'm up Auntie Val!
Put the tea on.
- Why aren't you at work today?
- Because it's Saturday.
I bought some good tea, "Akbar"!
Aren't you from round here then?
"No -speaka -di -Russian"...
Ah, you want Ivan!
Should have said, instead
of mumbling away.
How did he get there?
I don't know.
Doesn't speak a word of Russian.
Alright, in Moscow they put him
on a plane, but in Tyumen?
He found the station,
bought a bus ticket
then on the ferry, then he
found me. Good going.
As soon as I saw him, I knew.
Knew what?
What was going to happen.
...into the mountains
to hunt goats.
Let's see the documents.
And the cartridges?
As they should be by law, officer.
They're stored separately.
Alright. Good day.
- Can we have our own compartment?
- Not shy, are we?
We'll pay...
I can't make any promises.
Take Compartment Six for now
and we'll see.
Anything you say, my lovely!
I'll be hoping...
Be off with you, my "lovely".
Why did I go?
Not for money, that's for certain.
But why? I don't know.
Maybe to get Aslan.
Probably because
of the Captain though.
I asked our commander about him,
I asked for help.
He's got connections
from back in Afghanistan.
He said, "What're you worried about,
be happy you got out.
It's not your war,
we'll manage without you."
I got angry about it.
And I felt sorry for Ginger.
Where'd he be without me?
And why not ride to Vladikavkaz
and back for free?!
What were the gun and
the ammunition for then?
But we were going
to the Caucasus!
And the stuff was good,
I could always use it for hunting.
And he was paying!
Hi, guys. I'm Alexander Matrosov!
Where to?
That way.
I got it. I'll put the case
away, alright?
Hey, skinny!
American?
Alexander Matrosov.
This is John, and I'm Ivan.
Guys, I'm Alexander Matrosov!
No free compartment,
so I'll have to cramp your style.