task is difficult,
I must agree"… Blah-blah-blah…
"But I will tell you as a friend
This task is not yet the real challenge."
So on and so forth…
"Then the little stallion says to Ivan…" Aha!
Now listen up! You're gonna go
straight at first...
Get out!
I thought of everything.
But didn't think about this.
The stone requires a living soul.
A human soul…
Otherwise the Alatyr won't come to life!
Besides you, Katyusha, there's no other
living soul around here. So forgive me.
I'll have to take your soul out.
"And so the talking stallion
sent Ivan into the Neverending Forest
and told him that
whoever he meets along the way
will show him the road to Baba-Yaga's place."
Ivan…
Come to me…
Ivan…
Come to me… Come to me…
- I've waited for you for so long.
- Who… are you?
Take my hand.
Tell me
that I'm beautiful.
Very… beautiful.
I'm so cold…
Make me warm…
Kiss me.
What are you yelling for?
So I have a tail… So what?
Is that a problem?
No, men are really quite astonishing!
Everything is going great,
but once they see the tail it's all over.
They grab their swords and start screaming.
Decided to kill me have you?!
Why "kill you?"
Just maybe confuse you a little.
You think I'm happy sitting here all by myself?
Once in a 100 years a brave hero passes by.
So why are you sitting here then?
Good question actually.
Let me think about that one.
Probably not because I like it,
but because I've been chained down!
Can't you see it? Here!
- Why?
- I'm the bride of Koschei the Immortal.
Koschei has been trying
to win me over for 200 years!
He is disgusting,
but because of my tail
I don't have many options.
Then he took some stones from
the Stone Princess.
Or was it something else they were
fighting about? Don't know really.
So she kidnapped me
and is holding me here.
Listen, brave hero!
Maybe you can let me go free?
For you it'll be a heroic deed, you'll get
all sorts of fame for it. Good for both you and me.
Please!
You only need to swing
your sword once,
but I'll get my freedom.
Only don't try any of your…
Oh please!
Am I my own enemy?
"Thank you, brave hero!"
Evil spirit!
- Any fish biting?
- Naah…
After that whole story with
the old woman
she doesn't stick her nose out.
Wait.
Who... are you…
Not Gvidon Saltanovich by any chance?
No. I'm Ivan…
Not the fool?
I don't think so.
- And not the tsarevich?
- What tsarevich…
Just Ivan. Nickname Vanya.
Great.
Nice to meet you. And I'm…
I'm…
the 34th warrior.
- What do you mean 34th?
- Don't you know...
"The sea will rise up turbulently,
Seething, howling,
It will flood the empty shore,
Dissipate in a flash,
And on the shore there will appear…"
- Well?
- What?
Young man!
"Dressed in scales, burning like fire,
33 warriors!"
Beautiful poetry?
- Beautiful!
- There you go!
But in reality…
it's 34 warriors!
Chernomor had  34 warriors
in his army!
Do you understand?!
"Dressed in scales, burning like fire,
34 warriors."
Sounds horrible! Doesn't rhyme!
That's why I was fired.
I was laid off to save
the rhyme and rhythm of the poem.
Chernomor even said to me:
"It's nothing personal."
Ever since then
I serve Baba-Yaga.
Look after the lake for her.
Such humiliation! I'm a warrior afterall!
But instead of a sword, I've got,
see - a fishing rod.
If only I'd had a sword, then I'd…
Only I must have a sword!
Listen, warrior! Let's exchange!
I'll give you a sword!
And you take me to Baba-Yaga?
My dear man!
First time I see dinner coming
over the second time of it's own free will!
- Listen, old woman, you know what…
- What?
"You're a foolish old woman…"
No insults!
"Ivan-Tsarevich said to her:"
"You first give me a drink."
"Give me, brave hero, some food."
"And then ask the questions!"
Ah… eee…
"Immediately Baba-Yaga gave
food and water to Ivan-Tsarevich,
"put him into a bed to sleep
and started asking the questions:"
"Where are you traveling, Ivan-Tsarevich?"
"Going far?