son.
Alexei Ustyuzhanin.
We came to you
to build a new life.
Open up.
Where is Nastya?
Where is Nastya?
Nastya died heroically
in the revolutionary storm.
Go home.
Home, Isay.
Icome to her again,
and she says, "No way."
Hey, guys, Iwanna ask you...
Say, Nikolai,
have you seen my son Phil
in them big cities anywhere?
Hold on, will you?
First, let me ask you, fellow comrades...
What do you suppose
our land Siberia is?
- Why ask? You're from around here yourself.
- Try and fnd a better one!
A rough land, our Siberia.
That's right.
Rough, but not poor.
This magazine here
has writing and photographs
about everything there is in our land.
Scientists say
that underground
and in the marshes
great riches are hidden.
Oil, gas, metals, ore, gold and so on.
They've decided to develop
our marshland.
Our village, Elan,
has a key part to play
on a world proletarian scale.
Here you see an English drilling machine
that was bought in England with gold.
They're gonna put it up
next to Elan
and start pumping
from the ground.
- Pumping what?
- Everything that's there... to the bottom.
What if we fall down through?
What are you laughing for?
He said to the bottom.
What are we Christians
gonna hold on to?
They'll pump the good out
and the shit will remain.
That's what you can hold on to.
Shush!
Shush, Isay!
Fellow comrades.
According to comrade Lenin's decree,
all minerals, rivers, land, and forests
shall belong to the people,
who are the masters of the Soviet Land.
Our task is to develop
Siberian wealth.
Tomorrow we start cutting
a road through the marshes.
A diffcult but honorable task.
We'll haul the drilling rig
along that road
so it'll soon start pumping
from underground
for the beneft of all Soviet people.
Any questions?
Raise your hands.
Who's for it, who's against it.
Who's for it?
- Hands!
- No.
If there's anything
you don't understand,
just ask me.
Don't be shy.
A curious question.
- Will we be paid for our work?
- Sure.
- How much?
- Enough to buy bread.
What if I'm used to butter?
Get unused.
You once robbed the Khanty.
- Enough.
- That's right.
- They're gonna pinch tails.
- Whose tails?
- Yours!
- Mine?
- Yes.
- Yours and Yerofey's too.
You forget how you crawled
at my feet over debts.
- We did? Okay, take your debt.
- What is this?
Come on. Hit him!
Quit it.
Quit it, Isay.
Stop it.
That won't do!
What are you pounding
your gun on the table for?
- Wait, Pete.
- Why's he pounding his gun on the table?
As for the road,
I'm signing up frst.
How about that!
Where are we making it to?
You know my Dad's road, don't you?
Sure.
We'll continue building it further.
But it leads to the Devil's Mane.
Not just to the Devil's Mane.
It goes farther than that.
- People go nuts there.
- They black out.
We're not going.
So what if we never went there before?
If necessary, now we will.
I'm for it.
Unanimously.
Thanks for displaying
a revolutionary conscience,
fellow comrades.
We start tomorrow morning.
Olga, give that back!
What do you want, Spiridon?
We need to talk.
Don't worry, he's okay.
Iwant to ask,
what sort of heroic death
did Nastya die?
Alexei, step outside.
They burned her
near Argun.
White Cossacks.
She was captured
together with the infrmary.
They doused her with alcohol
in the freezing cold and set her on fre.
She lit up like a torch.
I'll never forgive you for Anastasia.
Oh, black raven
- Why are you hovering over my head
- Don't oversleep tomorrow.
Well,
Kolya.
Now...
My son Phil
enrolled at an academy.
Ibet he'll move up even higher.
He married a city girl.
Here.
Take a look.
just look at him.
Who is this?
A chap who could have been your Dad.
My! Ioverslept!
Why didn't you wake me up?
Didn't Iask you to?
Itried to, but you fought me off.
Is Spiridon here?
- He got sick.
- He's just faking, the contra.
So he's sick.
We'll cure him in a jiffy.
Alexei!
just look at you.