isn't it?
Yes.
Why are you looking at me like that?
You think I don't know what
it feels like? I'm a woman too.
Maybe Fate will have mercy on you.
You'd better go.
Make sure to be back not too late.
Drive on!
Would you like to have a look
at my "Swallow"?
It's your last chance
because she's going into dry dock.
I've been told your "Swallow"
is the fastest ship on the Volga.
The "Swallow" is ready to leave.
This is Larissa Dmitrievna.
Mr. Mikhin, the captain.
Would you like to take a trip
down the Volga?
This is the heart of the "Swallow".
Come on down.
The engines!
Kuzmich, start them up!
They do the work of 500 horses.
Put it on, Kuzmich!
That's what you call real power.
Why did they fire that gun?
They always fire a shot when
I'm leaving or coming in.
It's my way of flattering myself.
Let's go to the bridge.
Be careful now.
It's much warmer here.
Would you like to see what it feels
like to hold the wheel?
You must have guessed it.
Yegor, give the wheel
to Larissa Dmitrievna.
Aye, aye, sir!
What should I do?
One hand on this side,
and the other one like this.
Can you see the white buoy there?
It must be on the starboard side.
Who is that over there?
- Captain!
- Aye, aye, sir!
Off our bow. She's sending smoke.
It's the "Saint Olga".
Shall we catch up with the "Saint
Olga", Larissa Dmitrievna?
Oh yes!
Then you should warn her.
Two short ones...
and one long.
Yegor, come on, take the wheel!
That's enough, Larissa Dmitrievna,
it's a man's job.
- Full ahead!
- Aye, aye, sir!
Full speed ahead!
Sergey Sergeyevich, we'll have to
go much quicker to catch up.
Captain, Larissa Dmitrievna's
afraid we won't catch up to her.
Go on, Kuzmich, put on a little
speed.
Faster! I'll give each crew member
a gold coin if we catch up.
Thanks, sir.
It's time to take off now!
Two short ones and one long.
- May I, Captain?
- Please do.
Kuzmich, dear, we caught up!
Thank you.
It's just a piece of cake, Miss.
- Goodbye, Kuzmich!
- Goodbye, Miss.
Well, you must be hungry.
I'm starving.
- Will you have dinner with me?
- I'd love to.
Let's go to the dining room then.
As a matter of fact, I'm hungry too.
The white moth
To the closing bine,
The bee to the opened clover,
And the Gipsy blood
To the Gipsy blood
Ever the wide world over.
Follow the Romany patteran
West to the sinking sun,
Till the junk-sails lift through
the houseless drift,
And the East and the West are one.
The pied snake to the rifted rock,
The buck to the stony plain,
And the Romany lass to the Romany lad,
And both to the road again.
Both to the road again, again!
Out on a clean sea-track
Follow the cross of the Gipsy trail
Over the world and back!
- Hello, Larissa Dmitrievna.
- Good morning.
- Enjoying the sight of the Volga?
- No, of the ship.
- And what ship is it?
- The Swallow.
It's impossible.
I work for the post office.
I know everything.
Coachman!
To the station!
You can still sell the "Swallow".
Well, eventually I might have
to sell.
I'm not sure if I can save my estate.
The managers are all thieves!
We can't trust anyone nowadays.
That's my family estate.
I hate to lose it.
They're forcing me to put everything
up for auction, scoundrels!
Do you have a pen and paper?
No. We don't have any use
for them here.
You mean you sold them for drinks.
Do you have a second, Vassily?
I'm afraid I haven't behaved
nicely with Larissa.
I didn't have time to go see her.
As a friend of hers, I ask you
to explain to her
that I had to leave in a big hurry.
I'm going to write to her
as soon as I can.
She's a sensitive person,
she'll understand.
Still it wasn't nice.
I'm such a cad.
Ladies and gentlemen, all aboard,
please! The train is leaving!
See you soon!
Good luck!
I'm, like a moth drawn to the light,
So much attracted to that land,
The land of love where I might
Be called the most beloved friend,
Where any day is paradise,
And never rain goes in