AEROGRAD
Production of Mosfilm and Ukrainfilm
The Author and Director - Alexander Dovzhenko
Long Live Aerograd City which we Bolsheviks should build on the shore of the Great Ocean.
Goodbye, mummy, let's shake hands!
I'm flying away on the shore of Pacific Ocean -
There taiga looms like a high and dark wall -
There's a fog above the tuffets.
Goodbye, mummy, the plane is flying away -
Fly to me, don't wait me back.
It's calling me like a motherland -
Aerograd - the city of my heart!
The city of Aerograd!
Planes are floating above the fogs -
Bearing a soviet star on their wings -
There my dear comrades -
Are building incredible cities!
Night sentry soldiers have exchanged calls:
They've spotted the enemy crawling through the wind and fog.
Ukrainians, Belorussians, Muscovites, -
We're flying to the shore of Pacific Ocean!
Between Bering Sea where drift-ice and squadrons of our whales are walking -
and the mouth of Amur super river -
On the shores of Japanese Sea -
the Old World and the Great Ocean are getting narrow.
Strangers are carrying dynamite over the Amur state border -
six of them are Russians; two are not.
Attention! Now we're going to kill them.
A man could be spotted from far away in taiga, if you can read it.
Don't you even try to escape!
I'm dying, eh?
Yes!
Let me say some words before I'm dead, eh?
Let's listen.
Ah, how I hate all your country!
And your nation, -
and your tranquility, -
and your joy, -
and your teamwork!
All taiga, -
millions of cubic meters...
So why getting so angry, enemy?
Taiga: 100,000,000 million hectares, eh?!
Coal mineries, eh?!
Ore, 100 billion tons!
Let us! Let us have it!
Eh?
Gold!
Gold of Amur!
Diamonds! Gold!
One billion!
No way
All the Asia belongs to me!
And thousands million tons!
And forests!
And bread!
And wild animals!
And cities from sea to Baikal!
Eh?
Today we've suceeded in smuggling -
a lot of dynamite.
You don't speak? Have you lost you tongue?
Is there any need for words?
I spent eight workday units chasing you.
And now I see it was not useless.
You're right with you statistics, -
and you've made no errors in your death penalty as well.
As for the dynamite, - I've picked it up last week, -
And buried it in taiga.
Well! -
stop fiddling!
Stand still, -
I'm shooting!
Now we'll enter...
...and kill...
Come out!
Vasily, - you?
You?!
Don't move!
Oh, my god!
I've almost committed a mortal sin!..
What's up?
Alas.
I'm really getting old.
What's up?
My eye was used to be more sharp.
Tell me, did you notice something?
No.
Vasily Petrovich! Do you remember?
When we were young boys -
I've killed my fifth tiger -
and saved your life!
Since then they've dubbed me "Tiger killer"
Now listen! -
My son is going to fly in from Moscow soon, -
He wrote me that 10,000 km is not far away nowadays!
Youth is carving out a new passage to the ocean -
and on the shore - where I was hunting tigers -
an aerocity will be risen.
This city will decide our fate -
and the fate of the Pacific Ocean as well.
So I'm asking you once more, -
did you notice a stranger around here?
No!
Thank you, friend!
Farewell!
Take care of yourself!
From the height of mountains, -
from the mouth of taiga stream
here is my prophecy:
to the North, -
to the West -
and to the South -
the Red Star -
is doomed to perish of the eastern wind!
Shabanov! Here he comes!
Here is Shabanov!
Why is he alone?..
Where are the others?..
Keep quiet!
In the name of Father and Son and the Holy Spirit!..
Where did you come from? Where have you been for so many years?
In Manjuria. Manjou-Go.
I've brought you the news from there.
And?..
In Khabarovsk
I've read "Pravda" on the fence
Then when I sailed, -
the fence and the crowd -
were still before my eyes.
Then I've bought it -
for 5 Soviet kopecks
And "Pravda" has slipped out of my hands!
It was about us.
The radio was shouting it.
It was croaked into my head.
Into the hind-head!
Into the chest!
Where are the Old Ritualists?!
Where kulaks were escaped to?!
The horse was frightened
And rushed to the road as a whirlblast
The bascule barrier is falling
And I see -
Our relatives
are carried westwards by antichrists! -
and westwards!
As a class
With children -
and oldsters.
Keep silence!
Where's Nikodimov?
Where's Petrov?
Under the ground!
Where are the czarist officers?
Jesus Lord!
Get caught in the forestries!
Pulled by the scruff from the tree cutting areas -
like puppies!..
Rebellion!
Don't you answer?
Where's Kudin brothers?
Silaev?
Where's Sharapov?
Sharapova Anisya!
Here!
You're a widow!
Help!
Glikeriya Silaeva!
You're a widow!
A widow Marfa Kudina!
Kudina Fekla!
Maria Kudina!
A widow?
Are you lying?
Please say you're lying!
That's his fur cap!..
I have encountered the bodies by chance, -
after two months of wandering in taiga.
And what's with delegates?
Threse Japanese?
Samurai?
This I don't know.
Two of them alone won't be able to get there.
Their guides were killed by -
Glushak -
The Tiger Death.
Tiger can't look directly into man's eyes...
It's roars, -
it throws itself onto you like devil, -
but within a stone's-throw it stops for a sec.
It's always like that.
Well, of course, there's a time -
to shoot it.
And just imagine -
what a force is residing in the man's eye!
Probably you were scared?
No.
The man is to fear.
The man became -
so brave!
Are you afraid, grandpa?
Not at all
Yes you are!
You're an old coward -
despite you're grown-up
All right, all right...
Sleep now.
You've finally ridden back?!..
Yes I have.
But I haven't been riding.
I was flying.
My horse was unable to keep pace -
It spat blood and died.
Then I started to run like a thief -
avoiding cities and collective farms, -
forestries...
Three nights -
I was crawling to the sea by a wild animals' pathway
The collective farm...
And who?!
Koreans!
Fishers!
Our servants...
Wrath is boiling...
and boiling...
My tongue is dry
Bring water!
The Earth is round.
And it spins.
Did you hear?!
It spins!
There is no God!
Women in trousers!
Naked haunches!
There's a music in taiga!
Taiga animals are running away!
Railways!
The trees are cut down on the left! And on the right!
It comes nearer and nearer and neaer!
And there's an army along the borders...
Army!
Tractor, tractor, -
Bolsheviks are ploughing and ploughing...
They're singing!
Take away the children!
Pilot Glushak's son was born in taiga
Planes are floating above the fogs -
Bearing a soviet star on their wings.
There my dear comrades -
are building incredible cities!
Incredible cities!
Goodbye, mom!
Exactly in 5 min the plane will take up
It'll get me swiftly to the place
Were my dear comrades -
are building incredible cities!
Incredible cities!
Let's dub him "Sim"
Let's dub him "Darsu"
Let's dub him "Van Lin"
Yes, yes, "Van Lin" is good.
"Van Lin" -
is good.
Dub you my grandson -
"Pavlo".
It's our traditional partisan name.
There my dear comrades -
Hello, darling!
are building incredible cities!
Incredible cities!
Well, mom - that's all.
Tomorrow at 11 o'clock -
I'm heading to Chukotsky semiisland.
I should pick up an American round-the-world flier.
His plane is broken.
And still tomorrow at 9 am I'll dump him in the US.
How's that?..
Against the time?..
Along the Earth rotation -
just a bit quicker on that latitude.
My hat!..
Are you feeling nervous?
That's what I'm calling life.
Oh come on.
There's nothing to be afraid of.
The man is to feared of.
He became so brave.
Right!
How are you?
So-so...
The beast is roving in taiga.
Two samurai...
Two...
Though one of them so to say... -
has died.
Yes.
Kind of.
Another...
Shut up!
To make a long story short...
Partisans are going to come together today... -
and you'll see.
You Volodya should... -
cheer them up a bit.
Yes, Stepan...
To fly 10,000 km is...
Yes, that's tougher...
That's tougher a lot -
then hunting alone -
a 240 kg taiga wild cat.
Stepan!
Bad people've turned up in taiga.
Stepan!
They are coming from Iman, -
from Kor, -
and from Puzin.
Stepan!
They got rifles, -
but they're not shooting.
They're not following a game.
I know.
Stepan, you always know everything!
You've killed more than some of them.
I saw your footprints near Kudyakov's place.
Well, well...
Your friend has gone.
He's turned into another man.
Oh really?..
Listen, Van Lin!
Tomorrow follow their trail, -
And nick the trees.
Understand?
Vasily Petrovich...
No. No. No.
You're a real bear!
How's life up above?
All right.
The view is better, eh?
Is it!
Tell us Volodya about world affairs.
We have our own affairs around here.
International beast is roving in taiga.
Have you seen it?
No. But there're some rumors.
Then you'd better keep silence.
Yes...
What?..
Kudyakov has gone to the hamlets.
Did you meet him in taiga?
I did.
Be aware, Stepan.
He's got something bad on his mind.
I have a feeling!
You'd better keep your feelings to yourself!
Kudyakov's my friend.
So what?!
I have known him eves since you were a baby!
50 years of our friendship had fled in taiga like a single day.
And every day my eye is filled with beauty of taiga.
And I keep asking myself:
Is there any other equally beautiful and rich place in the whole world?
No, there's not!
No, Maxim, no.
What a jostle!
Ivanov!
Here I am.
Your fame is celebrated in songs!
Is it?
In the combat near Volochaevsk you've got 12 wounds!
Yet you've managed to escape the very devil!
Honorable Red Armyman Pugaev!
Huh?
Who's beaten the patrician sword into collective farm's apiary!
Hey, stop your teasing!
Fearless Syn Xing!
I've almost failed to recognize you!
Savva Shcherban'...
Savva Shcherban'!
I am.
Just a thought about your heroic involvement into Spassk combats -
is enough to make me burst of laughter when I see you now!
Well you may laugh...
For me it wasn't funny at all.
Neither it was for Cossacks!
And Japanese!
I've been half-dead with damned fright!
Efim Kosa!
Enough of giggling!
Speak out!
I do.
Comrade collective farmers and distinguished revolutionary fighters!
You're getting older.
You're getting richer and older.
That's ridiculous.
You're feeling that the mighty Red Army is behind your shoulders, -
and you don't care a damn what's going on under your nose.
Not at all, it isn't so!..
It is indeed!
There's a dynamite in taiga and strangers on the road to Aerograd!
Speak, Stepan!
What can I say?
There are strangers indeed.
Shcherban' will be a commander, -
and I'll be the guide.
Well, -
farewell you old creaker.
Farewell.
The young one is in the sky, -
and the old one is in the forest?!
Go you old forest dog, -
Go!
Hopefully this time the old ritualists will break you scull!
Go, you old vagabond.
Lord!
Why did I marry this tigress?
Well, come on, calm down.
Farewell.
You'll die!
They won't kill me!
My birdie! They won't!
Hey you bear, let her go!
It's time.
My dear!
Well, sonny, -
well...
Daddy!
I'm off.
"Rise, partisans!" - rolled out a song of taiga.
We've left home our babies, and shaken hands with brothers -
We've embraced wives -
and hit the old familiar roads of taiga!
We'll keep the red banner flying!
Long live our motherland!
There'll never be any foreign flags above our Red Far East!
(Chuktchee folk song)
I'm going to be a flier!
Oh merciful Lord, guard us from perdition!..
And forgive our wrong-doings!
I won't go!
You've up to a horrible things!
You will go!
Father!
Go with me!
Did you hear?
There's a lot of new laws put into force by the new government -
which for us old rutiallists are absolutely unacceptable!
What kind of lessons do they teach people?
What kind of examples do they set?
Bewitchment!
Dancing!
Singing!
And what is the their goal?
To the devil!
We old ritualists have the fear of God!
We're afraid and ashamed even of speaking about it, -
leave alone doing!
And in this conditions -
we flew into forests, -
and prefer to undergo countless hardships among the wild animals -
to the life in red cities or villages under the devil's rule.
How long?!
We're afraid of the army...
You've also admitted its might!
So you're afraid?!...
8 years we live with wild animals.
And nobody knows about us.
So be quiet!..
Calm down!..
Silence?!...
You toad!..
Just slightly lower than that very place -
on the ocean's shore -
they're establishing a city!
Aerograd.
Today! -
tomorrow! -
what would you say to that tomorrow?!
Brothers!
A city!
What a city!
Life!
Let's do some work, brothers!..
Go home everybody.
I'll take a short speech tomorrow.
Your noblesse!
They've sorted out and ear-tagged 75 heads like that one!
This night taiga was awake, -
Both men and animals.
Taiga earth is burning with rage under our feet.
Take us and hear out.
Here's delegation to the Japanese Tsar.
Too late.
In a week officers uncontrollable by Mikado -
will be attacking the coastland.
So it's time for you to act -
locally.
But we're afraid of the Army!..
Yes.
Army is mighty.
But it has been blooded in previous combats, eh?
It has been reinforced with inexperienced peasants, eh?
Let's go! Boot and saddle!
Attention!..
We're serving not to the people! But to the God!
Tomorrow we're going to take over Kutsyn radio station!
Then we'll proclaim to the whole world - that the revolution is busted!
As to the collective farm workers and Commissars -
and their wives and children as well -
we'll stake and burn and drown -
until they're dead!
Stop! Don't go!
Don't!
We'd better kill them right here.
Let's kill Japanese.
Let's kill Shabanov.
Who's that?
Who is it?
It's probably an enemy agent from General Political Administration!
I'm a collective farm member!
Partisans are close!
They're guided by Stepan!
Glushak?!...
Volodya! Volodya!
Got you!
You red enemy agent!
Stepan! Help!
Help!
Chop off his head!..
Long Live Aerograd City which we Bolsheviks should build on the shore of the Great Ocean.
Stop!
Don't move!
Cease fire!
Kudyakov!
Folks! Kudyakov's here!
Kudyakov?!...
Halt!
Stop shooting!
Stop!..
Don't you dare!..
Enough!..
Your buddy?!
Where are you aiming at, sonny?..
You're exceeding your authority!
I did not study the law!
But I feel my rights with this corny hands!
Vasily!
Is that you?!
Yes, Stepan!
It's me!..
Let's go, Vasily.
I'm ashamed.
Leave your rifle here.
Here's the place.
Farewell.
I'm killing a traitor -
and an enemy of the working people -
my friend Vasily Petrovich Kudyakov, 60 y. o.
Be a witnesses of my sorrow.
Vasya!
Mama...
Halt!
Please don't provoke me.
Ha, a thrilling list of deaths indeed!
Old Vasily is resting in one's laurels, -
Shabanov' has sailed straight into the Heaven, -
hegumen's succumbed to tetanus, -
and now the foreigner is going to stab himself!
Stand up!
Stand up now!
You are sitting on samurai!
I'm very sorry.
Kill me!
I don't dare to.
I'm afraid this would cause a scandal.
It's a pity this hasn't been done -
by the workers of your own country!
Well, -
you'll die of hands -
of wives whose husbands you've deceived!
You think you've uprised the soviet peasantry?..
My foot!
These are just a bunch of troglodytes!
Here's a real peasantry!
And you've known that perfectly well, -
you snake!
People from Kamchatka, Chukotka, Comandor Islands, -
Khabarovsk, Spassk, Volochaevsk, -
Chelyabinsk, Sverdlovsk, Novosibirsk, -
Ob', Lena, Yenisei,
Baikal, Amur, Ussuriysk; Buryats, Mongols, -
people from Volgo-Donsk and Syr-Darya, -
Leningrad, -
Moscow, -
Kiev, -
Dneprovsk, -
Zaporozh'e, -
Bearing a Soviet Star on their wings -
Goodbye, mummy, the plane is flying away
Fly to me, don't wait me back
It's calling me like a motherland
Aerograd - the city of my heart!
The city of Aerograd!
The ocean ships are sailing southward
Cold water's boiling behind their sterns
There my dear comrades -
are building incredible cities!
Incredible cities!
Long live Aerograd city!
Which we Bolsheviks are establishing today
On the shore of the Great Ocean!
So there's no city yet?
I was expecting to get education in the city!
I've heard about it!
My way here took 80 suns!
Now I understand, - a work has to be done!
All right.
I'll continue my speech when the city's built.
There's going to be a plenty of people, -
Like in taiga village.
Thank you, eaglets!
Thank you for the heights, for the speeds -
and for the courage.
I see you and my eye is delighted.
Today my taiga dreams have come to life.
50 years of my life in taiga had fled like a single day.
And every day I my eye is filled with beauty of taiga.
And I keep asking myself:
is there any other equally beautiful and rich place in the whole world?
No, there's not!
So tell me, young men, -
who will dare?!...
50 years of my life I was hitting tigers into the blade-bone.
Sons of my motherland!
Hit the enemy into the eye!
Hit him into the heart!
THE END