What's wrong with that?
There's no one there.
And what if somebody was there?
There're only trees there.
And what if somebody climbed a tree?
About face! I commanded
"about face"!
Put down your rifle.
That's what I did.
Did you learn drill regulations?
About face in Russian means
exactly what I did.
About face means a turn of
360 degrees.
What degrees? About face!
To the firing position
forward march!
I'm going to send you
for your parents.
What parents?
You'll know very soon
what parents.
What is the firing position?
Down on the floor mat!
His parents died during the siege.
The firing position is...
a firing position.
- Markov!
- Yes, sir!
Name the basic elements of...
The rifle.
The butt.
- The muzzle.
- It's you who's a muzzle.
What is the muzzle then?
Guys! A grenade!
It's a hand grenade!
Don't do it!
Down on the ground!
You'll be killed!
It's only a dummy grenade.
And you say you're from Leningrad
and been under the siege...
I don't believe in premonitions.
I have no trust in superstitions.
I don't run from slander or venom.
There's no death on earth.
All are immortal,
Everything's immortal.
Don't be afraid of death
at seventeen,
At seventy as well...
There's just reality and light.
There's neither death nor darkness
in this world.
At last we all have reached the shore,
And I'm the one who casts a fishing
rod
When immortality is coming
in a shoal.
Live in a house, and it'll never
fall.
To any ofthe centuries I'd nod
And enter it, a house I'd install.
That's why with me your children
share board,
Your wives join me at my table,
and all.
One table serves both granddad and
grandchild:
The future's being made right now.
Whenever I'm to raise my hand
in tide,
I all five rays of it on you bestow.
With collarbones, as ifwith
timber work,
I propped up every day of past age.
I measured time by a world-wide
walk,
I passed through it like through
the Urals range.
I chose the age up to my own measure.
We headed south, with dust flying
away,
The weeds smoked up, and at his own
leisure,
His feeler on the horseshoe,
the grasshopper forecast...
He prophesied me death, as if
he were a monk.
But with my fate strapped to my
saddle fast,
I'm riding now in the time to come
And surging on the stirrups to my
own drum.
My immortality is quite enough
for me.
For my own blood to flow ages
through,
For steady warmth and a haven
safe and true
I'd give my life self-willingly and
freely,
Had not its volatile, needle-like
sword
Been leading me, like a thread,
throughout the world.
Marousia? And the children?
Where are the children?
I'm going to tell everybody
that you've stolen the book.
- What?
- I will, you'll see.
- Now stop it!
- Go on, tell everybody!
I will, anyway!
Marina!
You could have come more often.
You know that he's missing you.
Let lgnat live with me.
Are you serious?
You said yourself
that he would like to.
With you it's better to keep one's
mouth shut.
You mean I'm inventing this
for my own pleasure?
Let's ask him.
Whatever he decides...
Besides, it will make your life
much easier.
Why would this make it easier for me?
Have you collected your books?
Go say goodbye to your father.
Your mother and I would like
to ask you...
What?
Wouldn't it be better ifyou lived
with me?
How?
You and I will live together.
Haven't you said so to your mother?
Said what? When?
No, please.
We really look alike,
don't we?
Not at all!
What do you want from your mother?
What kind of relationship?
The kind of relationship you had
in your childhood is impossible.
You speak of some feeling of
guilt,
of her life being ruined because of
you...
Well, you can't get away from it.
And what she needs is for you
to become a baby again,
for her to be able to carry you
and protect you.
Why on earth am I meddling in it?
It's always like this...
Why are you whimpering?
Explain it.
Should I marry him or not?
- Do I