down, fool!
It could shoot!
Drop it, kid.
What are you doing, boys?
Don't move, bastard!
"BASTARDS"
Comrade lieutenant-colonel,
are we blocked down below?
Yes, below, at the old base.
Every approach to the school
is covered by a special guard battalion.
Now, there will be no ranks, no last names,
only first names.
The contingent should best be
called by nicknames.
Take this.
But why involve the children in this?
Even if they are:
They are not children,
they are repeat offenders: Criminals,
- I don't feel good.
- Pickpockets, thieves,
robbers, murderers.
They have no respect for authority.
Therefore, don't expect any fear
or respect from them.
And try not to turn your back on them,
or else all they have learned
from you, might be turned against you.
And...
As comrade Konstantin Simonov put it:
"No love, no grief, no jealousy."
Whell...
What did they tell you:
Fifteen, not older!
They had to be orphans,
no mom, no dad, no grandparents!
And what did you turn up?
- Who did you pick out?
- Don't understand.
You are kidding?
Only two...
Chernov, Konstantin Arkadievich...
armed robbery... theft of personal
and socialist property...
participation in the murders of police
officers: And so on.
Tiapkin, Valentin Petrovich... gang member
murder of a police officer...
Hold it! Tiapkin isn't fourteen!
He's only thirteen.
We've checked, he's fourteen,
precisely on April 3rd.
Chernov, out!
Face the wall,
move.
Ask forthe penal colony, or else you'll go to
the front line, as a "son of the regiment,"
plugging gun ports with your ass.
Hands behind your back.
- Where are you taking them?
- The seventh...
Move!
The boys are there!
I've already been in the colony,
betterthe front.
- You might be a good thief, but you're stupid.
- And you, wise guy, got yourself
a screw's discharge...
Face the wall!
Go in.
You have to say hello!
Yeah, yeah,
uh huh.
- Are you really recruiters?
- Yeah, recruiters...
I'll smoke.
Do you want to atone for yourwrongdoings
before the Motherland?
What, now I need to atone before him?
Really?
You don't...
have a choice Chernov
It's eitherthe death row orthe school...
Well, explain, what kind of school?
In 5 months we must prepare 5 sabotage groups,
each capable of the unconditional execution
of any task,
I emphasize the word "any."
Around 50 people will arrive here,
but don't expect the huge thugs from the
front recruitment films
or army legends.
Take 'em, man, you'll be here awhile.
- Hey, what's your name, kid?
- Tiapa
- What about the official name?
- Tiapkin Valentin Petrovich.
- Valentina...
- Valyusha, our little sister...
darling.
Here, come on, come over here, get up.
- Why?
- What, you didn't understand
what your elder said?
- What do you want?
- Don't act stupid, your asshole!
Hey wolf, you don't say hi, huh?
Whatever, we'll deal with you later,
we've got a sweat gerl.
Come here Valyushka.
- Don't move, lousy bitch!
- I'll crush you, bastard!
Beat them!!!
They aren't afraid of God, the Devil,
or even Soviet power.
Each one of them is a finished scoundrel.
And don't try your methods, comrade.
To your bunks, scum!
To your bunks, fuck!
And that recruiting asshole asks me, "Want to
atone forwrongdoings before the Motherland?"
I tell him: Last spring I robbed some guy
who had packets of cash the size
of bread loaves in his basement.
Should I be buying my atonement
from people like him?
And this asshole tells me, "Chernov you
haven't got a choice."
And what is he afterthat?
An asshole, fuck! Asshole!
Hey, put that out!
I'm talking to you!
Go to hell.
Asshole.
What did we get ourselves into?
Most importantly, not prison.
Don't get involved in anything,
we'll escape anyway.
Let me go, Cot, I'll fuck them all up!
I'm telling you, let go!
- Don't interfere in other people's business.
- Can you hold him?
Don't touch me you old goat!
Bitch!
Just let me go, why are you holding on to me