re from Petrograd! You should tell them there!
Oh come on, don't be like that.
- So, what else?
- Boxes!
- Right.
- Boxes all night.
- I see!
- Boxes all night! Just boxes!
And here, stations of destination
Kandalaksha and Gdov. What's that?
Boxes!
Inspection of boxes in Kandalaksha
and Gdov yielded no results.
- I didn't get it.
- No results.
Right. I personally permit
you to continue the search.
Leave immediately for lzgorsk.
- Go!
- I'm not going!
- Go!
- I'm not going, I've got weak hands!
- Go, I say!
- I'm not going!
Alright, I'll go!
Guard, thieves!
Come here!
Let me go, mister, let me go! Let me go, I say!
Alright.
- Where are you from?
- From there.
- Outside.
- Alone?
Alone.
Smart.
Couldn't you get a lighter sack?
There you go.
Where are you going?
- Crimea.
- What for?
It's warm there, there's apples.
So, you're from Petrograd?
From the 'Paris Commune' Orphanage?
How do you know that, mister?
I know everything,
I've been watching you a long time.
Are you going to take me back to Petrograd?
lzgorsk!
Fire! We're on fire, brothers, we're on fire!
What are you waiting for?
Get buckets, pots, pans, follow me!
Let's get out of here, lads.
Citizens, what are you looking at? The treasures
of the Republic are burning before your eyes!
- Stationmaster!
- What the... what's wrong?
Where's the cargo from Mikhailovka stored?
From Mikhailovka? There, in the third sector.
Right. Comrades! There's sculptures,
paintings, our treasure.
Save them.
Bring water, quickly!
Feldsher! Feldsher!
Uncle Makar, Uncle Makar, are you alive?
It's all burnt. The collection is lost.
Alyona, is that face familiar to you?
I think he taught fencing
to Prince Tikhvinski's children.
If you would be so kind.
Cut off a few frames for me, please.
This one, this one, and this one.
No, Carl Genrikhovitch, you misunderstood me.
I'm not going to work for you.
I'm too old to start a new life.
It's simply that I don't want Russia...
to lose the unique collection of the Tikhvinskis.
It's lost, Prokofiy Filippovitch, it's been burnt.
Burnt?
In a fire at lzgorsk railway station, burnt to the ground.
- The evidence has been confirmed?
- Absolutely.
The warehouse burnt down, and everything in it.
- Hi.
- Still climbing through windows?
- They won't let me in the door.
- Where did you get that?
I won't eat stolen goods.
- Did you give me money?
- I don't need anything.
If you don't eat, you'll fade away.
- What did you do with my felt boots?
- Your felt boots are in the nurses cupboard.
- Are you really going to be a thief when you grow up?
- No, I'm going to be an icon painter.
- An icon painter.
- Yes, like Cross-eyed Daniil.
How many times do you have
to be told, God doesn't exist.
Yes, I've heard, but icons exist.
They gave Daniil Cross-eyed
a sack of potatoes for one icon.
- Eat a potato, go on.
- Thanks.
Uncle Makar, look outside, it's good.
Yes, beautiful! There's something to go back to.
We'll put an end to all the bad things...
and we'll build such things here, you can't imagine.
I can, Uncle Makar.
We need to build factories,
Innokentiy, and power-stations.
And we'll all ride on horses.
No, in airplanes, and steeds,
singing revolutionary songs.
Try some, try some. Get lost, you!
Oh, you little thief.
You little devil. Grab him!
- Get him, get him!
- Thief!
- Get a bit of your apple?
- Let me go, mister!
Uncle Marquis!
Hi!
- You recognise me, Father Innokentiy?
- Uh-huh.
Where are you heading? From Vologda to Kerch?
- No, Crimea.
- I see.
- And what haven't you seen there?
- Tit's warm there, there's apples.
Thanks.
You're not going to Crimea, you're coming with me.
- No, I'm not going to look for boxes.
- What boxes, there aren't any boxes.
They were burnt.
See that hut, that's where they burnt.
The collection wasn't in
the warehouse at the time.
But at the time of the fire, in so to speak,
a moment of emotion...
you may