Comrades!
Hundreds of our comrades died in
prisons, in exile, at hard labor.
Let's pay our last respects to them.
Who is from Putilovsky factory?
- Isn't it you, Taras?
- I am.
How many Bolsheviks are
there at Putilovsky?
Well comrade, our Putilovsky
workers go always ahead,
there are 40 Bolsheviks
at Putilovsky, comrade.
And I am from Kolpino, comrades.
Three years ago you'd have never
found one of ours, but now…
They pushed too far with
tariffs, fines, black lists.
We also put our hand to it:
25 people - an army.
There are five of us,
there was the sixth,
yesterday he was arrested.
I'm from Novy Lesner…
[calling out factory names]
There are many of us.
Comrades,
I'm going to read you a letter
of Vladimir Ilyich Lenin.
"The phase of a new
upsurge is beginning.
No persecution can stop the movement,
for the masse of the people has risen,
millions began to stir.
Persecution only rouses the struggle,
draws into it more and more fighters.
At present our Party is
passing through difficult days
but it is invincible,
just as the proletariat is invincible."
Put on pace!
Stay still, comrades!
Stop!
Let me go!
Don't try to escape, Mr Social Democrate.
155 men,
7 inspectors, 3 police officers
and the chief of the guards himself.
It's an army...
You won't escape.
It's the last men of yours
that we are arresting -
the cream of the Party.
We'll take generals
and will be done with it.
That'll put a lid on it.
So you may lie still, Mr Bolshevik.
"I like to sit in the summer
with a rod over the river..."
What are you waiting for?
Run to Natasha.
The leaflet must be made.
Run! We'll hide him here in the pits.
RECH'
Policeman!
Are you alright?
And you?
I must take lunch to my father's work.
And where does your father work?
Over there, not far, at the depot.
- Take me to your father.
- Let's go.
All right, old man.
We die but once.
Go ahead, fellow, get in!
- Did you have a meeting?
- A meeting.
Will you come to tell what has to be done?
I will.
Brother, you've been away
for so long! What joy!
You saw your brother at last!
He probably does not love you,
doesn't come to see you.
He loves me very much,
Ivan Semyonovich!
I love her very much!
I shall leave.
I enjoy visiting you, my neighbor.
You live quietly and piously.
May be I should woo you.
The conference is arrested,
Polivanov is wounded.
We need a leaflet right now.
I'll write it.
"Comrades!
The oppression of
the reaction strengthens.
The best people of
the working class are in jail.
The Committee of St. Petersburg.
Comrades, help!"
That's not right.
Is this the way to write?
Write!
Write!
There are rumors that
the Party's Committee is arrested.
Lies!
The Committee is free and functions.
The best proof is this leaflet.
Up the solidarity strike!
This doesn't seem bad.
RUSSIAN SOCIAL DEMOCRATIC
WORKERS' PARTY.
PROLETARIANS OF ALL
COUNTRIES, UNITE.
TO ALL THE WORKERS
OF PETERSBURG.
COMRADES! THERE ARE RUMORS THAT
THE PARTY'S COMMITTEE IS ARRESTED.
LIES! THE COMMITTEE IS
FREE AND FUNCTIONS. …
All right.
This leaflet proved useful.
Now we can let you act independently.
They are waiting for people in Sormovo.
It is tough there, but that
means it is worth going.
Go ahead, get ready, Maxim.
Go, Maxim!
Go well.
Remember who you are -
Petersburg's Bolshevik.
Prepare a passport for him.
PASSPORT WITH NO FIXED TERM.
ISSUED BY MOSCOW MESHCHANSKY
DEPARTMENT IN 1909, 7 AUGUST.
PAVEL AGAFONOVICH MOLOKANOV.
Here you are, Maxim.
Get used that you are not
Maxim anymore but Pavel,
Pavel Agafonovich Molokanov.
That's how Maxim's youth finished.
See you, Maxim.
And how shell I see you again?
During deportation,
or in a secret meeting?
Or maybe,