good for chewing brush
Walked me home
But couldn't kiss me
- Hey, Ustyuzhanin, come here.
- What is it?
- Want a drink?
- Nope.
Beat it then.
That's it. It's over.
It's all over.
And now, defnitely
a beautiful life will start.
SIBERIAN SAGA - Il
SIBERIAN SAGA - Il
POEM
THE CAST
NIKITA MIKHALKOV
LUDMILA GURCHENKO
IGOR OKHLUPIN
SERGEl SHAKUROV
RUSLAN MIKABERIDZE
VSEVOLOD LARIONOV
PAVEL KADOCHNIKOV
as the Eternal Old Man
Scriptwriters
VALENTIN EZHOV
ANDREl MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSY
Director of Photography
LEVAN PAATASHVILI
Production Designers
NIKOLAIDVIGUBSY
ALEXANDER ADABASHYAN
Music by EDUARD ARTEMIEV
Sound Engineer
VALENTIN BOBROVSY
Directed by BORIS VELSHER
FELIX KLEl MAN
Newsreels LEONID El DLIN
Editing VALENTINA KULAGINA
Chronicles Director ARTUR PELESHYAN
Editor VERA OSTRIMSKAYA
Directed by
ANDREl MIKHALKOV-KONCHALOVSY
WE HAD FAITH!
PART THREE
ALEXEl, NIKOLAI'S SON
THE SIXTIES
Hey, Alexei,
Ihad no idea
you had so many medals.
I'm a modest person, Tofk.
So, if you're modest,
why wear them?
How long have you been
away from your home in Baku?
Two years.
Ihaven't been here in my village
for 20 years.
Elan is my homeland.
Reveille, everyone!
Ivan.
- The beer is here.
- What beer?
Beer on tap.
See the barrel there?
You and your jokes.
You have lots of medals,
but little respect.
Let's see here.
Step back please.
- Here you go!
- You bastard!
- Calm down, everyone.
- What are you doing? I've got a sore throat.
You always have a sore throat
after drinking, Ivan.
Get dressed, guys.
My home's nearby.
ELAN VILLAGE
- Hold on, I'm frst.
- How come?
Ihave the right.
This is my homeland, Ivan.
What with your hangover,
it's all the same to you.
just look at him.
Iinvite you to a reception
at my family's mansion tonight.
The menu includes sturgeon soup
and roasted goose.
You enjoyed the banya, Alexei?
- Sasha!
- I'm coming, Alexei.
- Where did Ipost you?
- What?
- Where did Ipost you?
- What do you mean where?
- You know yourself how...
- Cut the talk!
Don't forget where Igot you out of.
just you wait.
- Okay.
- Get back to work!
Tofk!
Wait, Tofk!
You'll be in charge, Sasha.
Tofk, wait!
It's not locked.
just push it a little.
just push the gate a little bit.
What beautiful work.
They don't build like this
even in Baku nowadays.
Come on, Alexei.
What do you mean, Tofk?
Ustyuzhanin is back home.
Why foot it? This is a great vehicle.
Let 'em get used to it.
Hey, what are you doing?
Why did you have to break it?
Greetings, fellow countrymen,
from Caspian oil workers!
Stop scaring people.
Greetings to village workers
from Bashkiria's workers!
New machines are plowing
Siberia's expanses!
Lots of living space here,
and attractive women...
none younger than 7 0.
That means we'll get some
sleep at night.
Well, granny,
how about a kiss?
What do you sons of bitches
think you're doing?
What was wrong with it?
That gate was too old-fashioned anyway.
This gate was made by real craftsmen.
They made it to last for ages.
Why the hell did you break it?
Take it easy, old man.
We'll restore it for you.
And we thought there were only ladies
of pension age in Elan,
like my new girlfriends here.
- Well, you're wrong.
- Are you vacationing here?
- Wrong again.
- Idon't get it.
- You mean you're local?
- Right.
Here's a little present for you.
Go and rest awhile.
Local then it is.
So whose are you?
Not yours surely.
Don't be so sure.
We're not just here for a day,
but for half a year, so anything's possible.
- So you're a Solomin.
- How do you know?
Who doesn't know?
Everyone knows Solomin redheads
are the best girls in Siberia.
Irushed here as soon as Ifound this out.
That's all I'm here for.
Well,
let me introduce myself.
Okay, Alexei Nikolaevich.
Huh?
And we know if a skirt chaser
shows up in Siberia,
it's surely Alexei Ustyuzhanin.
Medical battalion,
Second Ukrainian front, 1 943, right?