liberated you.
From the tsar,
the landowners and the capitalists.
I will liberate you from the slavery of things.
What does a worker need with these objects of luxury?
Yesterday these things enriched your lives.
Today they have become stones
around the neck of the working person.
Bring these stones here,
and you will receive millions for them.
Oh! This piece of junk was made
in Belgium a hundred years ago.
May I?
What do you need it for?
I will liberate you from it.
- Be careful! I think it's loaded!
- Pardon!
Ah! A criminal, I'll show you!
Help me, he's stolen my new nightdress.
- Call the guard!
- Run! Run, I tell you.
- Achmed!
- There's the little imp!
- You won't get away now!
- Why are you feeling sorry for him?
A rotten criminal, box his ears.
Hold him tight, I'll give him a hiding.
Let the boy go.
Let me go, mister,
they're telling you to let me go!
- What do you mean, mister!
- Let me go!
I'll rip your ears off.
Let me go, let me go, let me go.
I'll shoot.
Little imp!
I told you it was loaded.
- Who are you?
- Me?
Just call me...
'the Marquis'.
The sword's ring is like the ring of a glass...
The sound has caressed me since childhood...
The sword has shown
a great many what it's all about!
Dzing, dzing, dzing - take away the old one...
Dzing, dzing, dzing... bring in a new one!
Come up closer, come up closer...
I'll teach you a thing or two...
I can see right through scoundrels...
When I run them right through.
Dzing, dzing, dzing - take away the old one...
Dzing, dzing, dzing... bring in a new one,
In dangerous situations it's as difficult as war...
And maybe someone soon will...
Say the last rites over me!
Dzing, dzing, dzing - take away the old one...
Dzing, dzing, dzing... bring in a new one!
- Uncle, do you have any felt boots?
- Felt boots? It's summer.
- Not for me, for Daniil!
- Yes he can have some felt boots.
Young friend, in open battle prepare to defend your honour.
And with a good old-fashioned weapon
take your sweet revenge!
Dzing, dzing, dzing - take away the old one...
Dzing, dzing, dzing... bring in a new one!
Ach, people these days are feeble,
why fight with such as they!
I'd be better testing my strength...
On the devil, damn it all.
Dzing, dzing, dzing - take away the old one...
Dzing, dzing, dzing... bring in a new one!
- Bravo!
- Hello there, llya Spiridonovitch!
- So it seems you've found a boy?
- Yes!
Meet Father Innokentiy!
- Get in!
- I won't!
Get in, I say.
Why do I have to get into a fireplace?
Well?
Find the wheel. No, to the side, to the side.
Found it?
- Found it.
- Turn it to the right.
A safe little place!
The whole house was rifled through,
but they never got in here. Go in!
You, get lost!
What!?
Right.
- There.
- What's that?
Pegasus... the winged horse of inspiration.
And all that's left of the collection
of Prince Tikhvinski.
Stop joking, Shilovski!
- Borzhomski!
- Yakov Nikolayevitch.
I've found you a groom.
Put him in a camisole, make him into an
African and put him on the footboard.
Right away.
Let's go.
Ilya Spiridonovitch, there's nothing
left for us to do in this house.
We're gawking at them shooting a film.
Isn't it a bit risky?
Don't worry, apart from filming,
they're not interested in anything.
How he stands, very convincing.
Borzhomski, put a camisole on him.
You. You in the bowler, you will open the door.
What right do you have?
Let's give a few instants
of our lives to the great Silents!
He'll be ready in just a second.
Oh my God, what is that!
Ready! Start the carriage! Camera!
Thank you everyone for a fine shot!
Shooting is over!
Come here. Come to the film studio tomorrow,
I'm shooting a new film.
'The Rubber Boy'.
You will play the main role, understand?
- Bye.
- Come.
- Here, take this.
- Let's go, step on it!
Please come. Goodbye!
Well, llya Spiridonovitch, c'est tout, I'm free.
No, Shilovski, not so fast.
- But all the leads have