Things happen... A woman's soul is
darkness. But I have a torch.
Comrade Captain!
Take Kolishkin instead of me!
-What?
-He has an affair there.
As you were, Zaryanov!
I offered to let him go instead of me, but he answered
that the comrade Captain wouldn't let him go.
But I tried to convince him
that the comrade Captain would
Well, what does he have there?
What kinswoman?
-Like Turner.
-What do you say?
I say - the landscape is like Turner's.
Now I see. Comrade Colonel, is there
a Turner in Odessa, too?
Perhaps, look at there.
There is no Turner in Odessa.
Quite possible, I haven't been there. And do you know
what I thought for a while, Lieutenant?
-No.
-Sorry, Captain.
That's o'kay, comrade Colonel.
When the war is over,
I'll go to see the old artists.
My wife and me - we like painting very much.
Look, for example at this river.
Old artists and young signallers...
What?
Nonsense, comrade Colonel.
We had one signaller here.
Sergeant Zemlyanikina.
-And what next?
-She was sent to the head division.
Comrade Colonel, you began
speaking about that river...
Let me remember. Zemlyanikina?
Now I do, she was a very nice girl!
And where is she now?
She is all right, comrade Colonel.
And she fell in love with our soldier -
his name was Korochkin.
-Yes, sir!
-And where is he now?
He is all right, comrade Colonel.
If I were twenty years younger I
would show that Korochkin...
Sure you would! Excuse me!
You spoke about that river...
-A river is a river and the artist
takes the brush... -Well...
-What did you say?
-Well...
Good heavens! How did you get here?
You didn't forget me.
You're a true friend.
Are you cold?
You are my dear.
Let's sit and smoke!
No, I don't smoke, I contrived it...
as you did about the alcohol.
It is warm here, isn't it?
They stoked the furnace yesterday.
I can't beleive that you have grawn up or
maybe it only seemes so to me...
Girls have gone just now. A soup is
still hot, eat some, would you?
Sit down!
And did you guess how
I would meet you? Did you?
Like in the best houses!
Will you drink some vodka?
Let's drink some, one sip of it is innocuous.
To our meeting!
Indeed, it is innocuous... To our meeting!
But maybe you will become tipsy?
O'kay, no way. Probably I will.
Here goes!
This is my mom. She is in Osa, there is an
evacuation. It's a small town near river Kama.
Here we have a rendezvous,
right at the height of the war.
But you do eat!
She is lonely, my dear, for all her life.
Good heavens, is it really you?
Now I see you eyes. I recollected...
I'll be waiting for your letter.
Will you write?
-A letter?
-Will you write?
What for you need it?
Do you want me to write everything to you mom?
You'll send it yourself.
About everything? But we didn't even
talk with each other.
What is it?
It's the wind's blowing in rooms.
As the house is empty.
Empty?
The knights' phantoms were
roaming in the castle.
-Let's see that!
-No, it's cold there.
We'd better sit here
and talk about everything as I'm
going to the duty soon.
Madam, hush!
Your hand, please. I'll lead you
through the ruin of the evil.
A knight!
Madam, how have you spent
the morning time?
I was chopping firewood!
-But what did your servants do?
-O'kay, stop that!
What do you prefer, madam -
the realm of fancy, shades or canaries?
Neither this nor that, mister.
In that case, madam, my castle
is at your service.
Tell me, madam, how do you
like this snug home?
That's ok!
I'm happy!
So that is a translator!
Then, it's his house.
Guten Tag, Siegfried!
The house is not so bad!
Did you really meet the New
year at the Germans?
Ha, madam, do you repent?
Did you take me as a liar?
And amur was flying in this castle!
Hum... The passing childhood,
then adolescence...
And they read books, too -
maybe it was Schiller or Goete...
Somebody is there! Do you hear?
-Let's go back, Zhenya!
-That's all for nothing.
I swear this sword that no one hair