Devyat zhizney Nestora Makhno (2007) - full transcript
DomFilm Cinema Company
With the assistance of cinema studio
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PRESENTS
STARRING
Pavel Derevyanko
THE NINE LIVES OF NESTOR MAKHNO
ALSO STARRING
Ada Rogovtseva
Kirill Pletnev
Daniil Byelih
WRITERS
Igor Bolgarin
Victor Smirnov
DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY
Oleg Maslov-Lisichkin
Igor Primiskiy
ART DIRECTOR
Pyotr Koryagin
COMPOSERS
Igor Myelnichuk
Pavel Krahmalyov
SOUND DIRECTOR
Yuri Chyeh
EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS
Felix Kleyman
Victor Prihodko
PRODUCER
Vladimir Dostal
DIRECTOR OF CINEMATOGRAPHY
Nikolai Kaptan
TRANSLATION AND SUBTITLES
Dmitriy Ostrovskiy
Big thanks to my wife Eunice and to Ivan Glynn for help with the French.
[EPISODE TWELVE]
[EPISODE TWELVE]
How you living, Danila?
I am ok. I would be better if
they wouldn't be shooting.
[GULYAIPOLYE, 1921]
I am ok. I would be better if
they wouldn't be shooting.
[GULYAIPOLYE, 1921]
Send a telegram to Kharkiv, to Frunze.
Send a telegram to Kharkiv, to Frunze.
"I have occupied Gulyaipolye,
our anarchist capitol.
But we haven't.
-I will, keep writing.
"I kindly ask not to be disturbed here."
-They will be angry about this.
No matter - the more anger,
the more confusion.
Batka, they captured thirty reds over there.
What should we do with them?
See if any of them want to fight for us.
Shoot the rest.
Sounds good.
Batka.
Listen.
[Indistinct] has not reached us.
They quarrelled to no end, like dogs.
You hear me, batka? Batka!
We captured three
whole wagons of bread too.
You hear me? Three wagons!
I am trying to listen to the skylark.
What a beautiful creature.
Stop or we will shoot!
I am about to...
surrender all your weapons at once!
My god...
My god, Nestor! Nestor, people were saying
you were killed in Crimea.
Nonsense. I always come home.
Stay with me.
My son... my wayward son!
Oh my god...by god, why is
your leg limp? Was it shot?
No... just twisted my ankle.
-Don't lie to your mother!
I have nothing to serve.
Nothing to feed you!
They took everything from us,
from everyone.
Especially from us - they call us Makhno bitches.
You will get five bags of grain
from the station at once.
Go and see to it.
Where is your wife?
Still out there fighting.
-Fighting a war?
Is that what women do nowadays?
This could be the
last time I see you...
What can I say to you, mum?
You will live for a long while to come.
Maybe I will, Nestor...
The reds are quite powerful -
you should make peace with them.
Like a cat making peace
with a mouse? No.
[Novonikolayevka village]
[Novonikolayevka village]
Nestor, you up?
No decent wedding...
No love, like regular people have.
One day we will die...
And that's it.
Are you looking for some
type of heavenly life?
I want tenderness.
Conversations about love.
Quiet ones, whispers...
Kisses and stuff like that...
All kinds of kisses...
For you to take care of yours.
-I have plenty of love, Galina...
As for a different
kind of life,
with peacocks grazing in the yard.
I am sorry.
That kind of life
may never happen.
Nestor, come on, get up,
red cavalry.
Some kind of Kotovskiy brigade,
may his anus be penetrated by a head of lettuce!
Hurry up, get up, get dressed!
Yurko, get the tachanka ready!
Kozha! This here horse is real strong.
Get the belt ready!
Where is the belt?
We used the last of it
in Gulyaipolye.
We got any loose rounds?
-No.
What is in the bag then?
-Just coin.
You fool! Ammunition is far more
precious than money!
Stepan, slow down a bit,
would you?
Those look like our guys.
-If they are on that side, they are traitors.
Courtesy of batko Makhno's purse!
Get you some!
Take it, you scum!
Take this...
-Hold on! It's working.
So what? How much have you gifted
to the Kotovskiy corps?
Nearly everything.
About six thousand left.
What a woman! Even a machine-gun would
not have been so effective!
Nestor!
You better never call
me a fool again.
Remember, I too am capable
of feeling dignity.
Oh, oh. I didn't say anything about
expending the war chest, have I?
You ready, boys?
Let's go!
What's up, Galina? Have you saved
some coin for the reds?
How did you say it before?
We, too, are capable
of feeling dignity.
Let's go forth, Stepan.
Slowly, slowly, let's go.
Commander of first cavalry brigade Maslyakov.
Commander of the army batka Makhno.
I heard of you, Maslyak.
They say you make a fine butcher.
-Much obliged.
We heard of you too,
batko Makhno.
Please take this brigade
under your charge.
Are you drunk?
Here is the thing...
The brigade voted to go
with batko Makhno.
They are tired of the new czars.
We shoot them, they shoot us...
How long can this continue?
It's killing us peasants.
It's no good.
In the place of Mr. Frunze,
the punishment mission
is now commanded by
Robert Eidmann.
A demon. A rough man.
Shot countless people.
Most of all, my boys
did not appreciate
this paper right here.
Trotsky's order.
Here, listen!
This concerns all of us.
"Any territory where
Makhno's gang is active...
"'Makhno's gang...' a regime of
socialist occupation must be instated.
"Confiscate all horses and produce.
"Any houses giving shelter to
the bandits must be destroyed.
"Everywhere you go,
create from the poor peasants
"extermination squads
and reward them with
"produce confiscated
from Makhno's units."
All of a sudden he respects us,
this Trotsky.
He amassed more forces against
you than against Wrangel.
Cavalry, armoured trains...
Airplanes...
-We know, we know...
I hear this, Maslyakov.
I think...
Why do you seek death
alongside us?
They will finish me off
before long.
You could live well,
basking in the glory...
I am tired of their lies.
They say one thing
and do another.
But they clearly do evil.
Another thing.
Do not go under my charge.
They are too many,
I can't handle it anyway...
They will strangle me
like a wolf.
Don't lead your people to our lands,
lead them to foreign lands.
To Abyssinia or elsewhere...
Maybe things will play out
differently there.
Are you serious?
Yes, I am serious.
God only knows what's
going on out there...
The peasants there have been
putting in real work.
My brigade headed there.
Just one request:
Wherever you go, say that
batka Makhno is with you.
Throw sand in their eyes,
so to speak.
That's a fine idea.
Too bad, batka...
that our paths are diverging.
Dubadiy! Stop.
Well, now.
I always heeded your advice,
Pyotr Andreyvich.
Now you listen to mine.
My final advice. Leave us.
You are a man of intelligence.
Unarmed... no one will touch you.
Go on back.
What about you?
We will stay here
and expire.
You, Victor Antonovich, might find
more safety down south...
No, batya. I will head to Turkey.
They are fighting for freedom there too...
Ataturk against the sultan...
I will go chop up some Turks.
-Alright.
If any of the boys want to join you,
take them with you.
Look! There it is! Czar's airplane!
Czar's airplane!
He's circling, that bastard...
Get out before dark.
Otherwise it will be too late.
We will head to Lyovpol.
If we make it, we will live. Let's go!
Go.
[TSIBULNIK VILLAGE]
Sleep, boys, sleep.
Makhno! Batko!
What is it?
-Listen.
The peasants over there attacked
our boys with pitchforks.
I brought back Schus.
Where is he?
Boys!
Take him.
Get him, get him, get him.
Stay down. Stay calm.
Calm down.
Gauze.
No need.
There's no much blood, see?
It's all going inside. This is it...
Batka. Give me some boys, huh?
We have ammunition,
one belt will be enough,
pop-pop-pop all of them,
just give me some boys!
No, Foma.
What are you on about?
I don't fight
against peasants.
This is it,
our war is over.
Peasants are killing Makhnovists now...
it's all over.
Time to head for the borders.
What about our goal?
What are we living for then?
You...
You are asking
me this, woman?
One must outlive, always!
Such is the law!
Had I not known it,
I would already have
died in childhood.
Nestor... Nestor...
I want to make a final confession.
It was me who shot Nastya...
I shot Nastya and your son...
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
That was a long time ago.
I don't remember.
Forgive me!
I am not god.
I am not god, Fyedos.
If there is someone up there,
let him forgive you.
Forgive me.
Forgive...
...my friend.
-Little Vadim and Nastya will forgive you.
You will find them
where you are headed.
What kind of warrior were you,
Fyedos, to kill a child?
He was a real anarchist.
There won't be any
more like him...
How many times are
they going to shoot batko?
Cadets over there.
Red cadets, headed this way.
Listen, Lyova.
All of you go and run
and I will hold them off here.
With just one hand?
I will stay with you.
As your assistant gunner
and your friend.
What's up, boys?
Looks like this is goodbye.
I am glad to have been fighting alongside
you all for a bit.
See you in Odessa.
At cafe Marconi.
Listen, Zadov!
Watch your ass!
Got it, got it.
-That's right!
You as well!
What's up, my son? We will stay
and chop up some boys then. Well?
Sure will.
[DNIESTR RIVER, 1921. ROMANIAN BORDER]
That's border patrol, batya. I will clear those boys out in an instant.
We must...
sneak past the border.
Must be quiet.
Alright then, we will make it quiet...
let's go!
[ROMANIA, 1921. HOSPITAL]
[ROMANIA, 1921. HOSPITAL]
Alright. Come on, try to open your mouth.
Be careful.
Oh...
Incredible that he survived.
Wow...
Alright. As you know,
the Soviet will demand
your surrender
as a war criminal.
Poland and Germany want this especially.
I don't even know.
We will try something...
Maybe we will hospitalise
you for three months...
Then we will see, eh?
Romania is a humane country. European.
I will try, I will try
to see to it that
you, courtesy of our government,
receive oral surgery.
Prosthetic teeth, but...
It will not be easy.
You have money, right?
Here. The newspapers are saying
that you exported
innumerable treasure. After all,
you are this bandit, right?
I hope that, once your treasure
is within your reach,
you will not forget me.
We.....
-What?
We will see...
Alright, ok, ok...
Rest up.
[ROMANIA, 1922. HOSPITAL]
It's beautiful here.
So calm...
[singing Виднеются в Тумане Огоньки - Одесские Каникулы]
♪ Odessa, I won't get to drink your wine...
♪ or sweep your walkways
with my pants' hems...
So batya, I will probably return.
Back there.
We rceived amnesty in the SSR
and in Ukraine.
Do you believe it?
I could believe it
or not, but...
I don't really want to starve to death.
-Right, right.
What is here for me to do?
Who am I here?
Maybe I can work something out...
Oh! I've taken some sin
upon my soul.
Requisitioned from one of
the countesses of Yekaterinoslav.
I hope it will be useful for you on a rainy day.
There is nothing else.
Keep it for yourself.
Alright then...
Ok batka. Don't vanish.
[PARIS, 1930]
Here, monsieur Anbar.
This is my husband.
Husband? Where does he
intend to live?
I have a large room.
Your room? That room is
my laundry manager's office.
As long as you, madam, are the manager,
it is your room.
What does your husband have
to do with that?
Mum!
Lucy, do you remember how
we used to live in Poland?
This is your father,
he came back.
You understand, I...
I can't argue with him. It's practically
impossible to find work here. Especially now...
There is an apartment for rent
where one of my friends live.
It's far, of course, but...
You can come visit Lucy
from time to time,
go visit the zoo...
Isn't that right, Lucy?
-Yes.
Ok, now go to your room.
You will see each other again.
Lieutenant colonel, where are your manners?
Trying to roll a fat one?
Something interesting?
"After ten years of bouncing
between various Eastern
"European prisons, once-famous anarchist
terrorist Nestor Makhno
"arrived in Paris to reunite
with his family.
"Several Russian ex-anarchists personally
"came to greet him
at the train station,
"along with the chairman of
the Paris Anarchist Society."
Are you left unemployed?
Something just came up.
Dad.
Good evening, father.
Father, he drew filth in my notebook.
Such filth is in every publication nowadays.
We will send him to the cadets,
and he will quickly learn.
I don't want to!
I'm not a militarist!
Not a militarist? Put on some epaulettes
and you will become one!
Yes, lieutenant colonel, sir!
-About face!
Forward, march!
Go do your assignments.
A taxi for the occasion
of your arrival.
Everything is very expensive here.
Even the metro is scary expensive.
Do you live with him?
With whom?
With that...
moustache guy?
What do you mean?...
He is my landlord. It's all very strict.
He is in power.
Stop right there.
Are we really
already there?
No, let's walk
and save a little money.
You will have a hard time
finding work,
if you can even
find any at all.
Why so? I have excellent skills
in carpentry and shoe making.
Also I have this card...
identification,
a Russian passport...
The French themselves
cannot find work.
Larisa! Are you home?
Open up!
Last night...
I think I drove your Makhno.
With his wife, perhaps.
Where did you let them off?
In the Bobino district.
They proceeded on foot from there.
Did you see where he lives?
It was very dark.
What is he to you?
You need him real bad?
No, just curious.
You go to school?
I do. It's very close to home.
You know, there are many Russian
boys and girls studying there.
Are you friends with them?
I am friends with some
and I fight with others.
You fight?
When you get hit, you must hit back, right?
-That's right, daughter. That's the truth.
Always hit back.
Dad, why don't you live with us?
I am very sick, Lucy,
I could get you all sick too.
Go get some water, Lucy.
Daddy, daddy,
come look!
I am coming, Lucy,
I am coming!
Get out of here!
Go away!
Try something and I will
bite your face off, scum.
Bonjour madam.
-Bonjour, miss. Ice cream?
I would love some ice cream.
The finest ice cream for
the sweetest little girl!
Here you go, my dear.
Mummy!
Mummy, a leopard growled at me
and daddy chased it away.
The leopard got scared and left.
My hands are freezing.
Our father is very fierce.
Even leopards fear him.
Let's go?
We are leaving.
Tomorrow evening, a doctor will
come and visit you. Be home.
Galya, let's not spend money
on these doctors.
You absolutely need a doctor.
Do you want a ride?
-I will go on foot.
Bye, dad!
-Bye.
You look familiar.
Kusch.
-Roman Savelyich.
Here is one person I certainly
did not expect to see.
That's a mistake.
They may spit.
It smells quite bad here, though.
True.
Old wounds reopened.
Excuse me, I mean fistulas.
They also say my tuberculosis
reached a terminal stage.
[Play on words combining "death" and adieu"]
They advised me to go to the Azure coast, to Nice.
Stop it, Nestor.
The whole reason Roman Savelyevich came
is to figure out what you need.
He is the advisor
to our consulate.
Ours? Whose is that?
Yes.
Yes. Of the soviet country.
I am not yours though, am I?
What must I do to be yours again?
Denikin is around here somewhere.
Should I kill him? Or Trotsky?
Yes, Nestor...
We used to be close friends
once upon a time.
You may return home,
you know.
Pension, sanatorium, Crimea...
What have I done to earn so much?
Or is it simply benevolence?
Even if so.
All you have to do is write a couple of words - truthful words!
"I repent. I accept the triumph
of soviet power."
That's it. Afterwards,
you could even stay here.
We will provide a pension.
A modest one,
to tell the truth, but
sufficient to live a life of dignity.
"Triumph," you say.
I read you have completely
doomed the peasantry.
Turned them into
some proletarians.
Hold on, Nestor!
It turned out to be far more complicated
with the peasantry than we had thought.
So what happened?
The peasantry demanded total liberty.
Isn't that so?
Without responsibilities.
We had to appoint them
to their proper place.
There will not be any bread.
-There will be! There will be, Nestor!
Look at what happened in Ukraine
since all the hunger, eh?
Dniepr area.
Our own Zaporizh threshold, yes?
Underwater! So...
take a Kievan transport centre
or train station...
You must assume a wider
perspective, Nestor!
All the tractors idling
on the steppe!
Wait, Pyotr Andreyvich.
Are you preparing
to return to Russia?
Yes. I submitted an application
and it was accepted.
Roman Savelyich here helped.
They promise me an instructor's
position in Dnepropetrovsk.
There are three institutes
there now.
Nestor, that's in our
own former Yekaterinoslav!
There will be more!
Alright then,
I am very happy for you.
What? Is Parisian poverty
so much better?
No, Nestor. We must honestly...
honestly admit our errors.
The Bolsheviks did not
win by accident.
Yes, not by accident.
Alright, Nestor.
You think on it. Think.
You know the address.
Goodbye, Nestor.
-Goodbye.
The past... is the past.
Say hello to Butyrka prison for me.
Mandolin!
Tell me this:
could you, an advisor,
a person of the general rank,
play the mandolin just
like you used to?
Your mother is still alive,
by the way.
She is very old though,
truth be told...
Kusch, is that you?
Pan Danilevskiy.
You came to kill me?
There is no one
here to kill.
I am not here.
I would be glad for
you to kill me.
You are too late.
Nestor Ivanovich Makhno died in oblivion
in Paris on 6 July 1934.
Galina Andreyevna Kuzmenko and daughter
were arrested by the Soviets in 1946 in Germany.
They were sentenced to eight years of hard labour. Leva Zadov returned to the USSR in 1924.
Was recruited to VChK JSPD.
Headed the counter-contraband department
in the Odessa region. For his activities
in support of the Makhnovist "Foreign Centre"
and Romanian intelligence,
he was executed by firing squad in 1938.
Pyotr Andreyvich Arshinov returned to USSR in 1935. Suffered repression.
Pavel Yefimovich Dybenko, accused of anti-soviet, Trotskyite,
and militant-fascist conspiracy. Executed by firing squad in 1938. Pyotr Alexeyevich Kropotkin
died 8 February 1921 in Dmytrov city of Moscow region.
Buried in Moscow's Novodevichye cemetery.
Anton Ivanovich Denikin died in 1947 in the USA,
buried with warrior's honours
in Detroit's Evergreen cemetery. On 3 October 2005,
general Denikin's remains were
reburied in Moscow.
Andrey Grigoryevich Schkuro, per the Yalta Conference,
was surrendered by the English to soviet powers.
Hanged on 17 January 1947.
Lev Davidovich Trotsky in 1924, excluded from the party and removed from
all leadership positions. In 1932, stripped of Soviet citizenship.
Killed by the Spanish communist NKVD agent R. Mercader
on 21 August 1940 in Mexico City.
CAST
Pavel Derevyanko as Nestor Makhno
Ada Rogovtseva as Evdokiya Makhno
Yevgeniy Knyazyev as Trotsky
Daniil Byelih as Fedor Schus
Kirill Pletnev as Vladislav Danilevskiy
Lesya Samayeva as Maria
Anna Slyu as Galina Kuzmenko
Igor Gnezdilov as Timofei Lashkevich
Andrey Zhurba as Sashko Lepetchenko
Alexandr Zhukovin as Semyon Karetnikov
Vladimir Bashkirov as Yurko Chernigovskiy
Constantine Kostyshin as Grigoriy Makhno
Oleg Primagenov as Lyeva Zadov
Vladimir Andreiev as Foma Kozhin
Andrey Maslov-Leesichkin as Sashko Klein
Alexandr Kochubey as Pavel Timoshenko
Valery Lyegin as Chyernish
Anna Ukolova as Marusya Nekifirova
Igor Slavinskiy as Pyotr Arshinov
Valeriy Shalyga as Frunze
Alexander Ignatusha as Taxi Driver
Episode also starring: Sasha Yarovoy, Nastya Polevik, Igor Volkov,
Vyacheslav Dovzhenko, Georgiy Zhukov, Nikolai Zapisochniy, Nikolai Kartsev,
Oleg Kovalenko, Yuri Kovalenko, Alexey Trotsyuk, Hernandez José, Nikolai Kaptan,
Vladimir Kokotunov, Vladimir Kolyada, Victor Koshelev, Ilya Matchin, Igor Nazarov,
Boris Loginov, Anatoli Zinovenko
SCREENPLAY Igor Bolgarin and Victor Smirnov
DIRECTOR OF CINEMATOGRAPHY Nikolai Kaptan
DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY Oleg Maslov-Lisichkin and Igor Primiskiy
ART DIRECTION Pyotr Koryagin
COMPOSERS Pavel Krahmalyov and Igor Myelnichuk
SOUND DIRECTION Yuri Chyeh
DIRECTORS Yuri Homenko and Natalia Kaptan
OPERATOR Alexander Boiko
EDITORS Anna Terenyeva, Alexander Timenko, Alexander Antonchenko
Costume designer: Alla Shesterenko
Makeup artist: Vasiliy Gorkaviy
Casting: Alena Galenko
Digital Sound Director: Yuri Chyeh and Ivan Vinyarskiy
Visual effects and titles: DomVideo Company and Valeriy Averin, Alexander Korotich
Igor Kravchenko, Yuri Lebedev, Alexander Mayboroda, Sergey Markin, Andrey Polishuk,
Yevgeniy Roytman, Georgiy Haritonov, Constantine Schaklein
Production Group: Olga Kaptan, Alexander Moyseyenko, Irina Koryagina, Victoria Suhacheva
Photography Group: Sergey Chernetskiy, Sergey Cherednik
Artist-Photographer: Alexander Moyseyenko
Artist-Decorator: Galina Koryagina
Stunt film: Andrey Maslov-Leesichkin
ASSISTANTS
Montage: Sergey Deriy and Dmitriy Tovstyga
Costumes: Elena Rukavishnikova
Audio Directors: Andrey Rogachev and Vadim Stolyar
Video: Vladislav Zakrasnyanyj
Ambience: Yuri Chyeh
Lighting Master: Valeriy Myachin
Light Techs: Andrey Sharapov and Sergey Dubina
Pyrotechnic Effects: Vladimir Demidenko and Dmitriy Stetsenko
Costumes: Lidiya Savich, Elena Kozhuhovskaya, Lesya Donchenko, Olga Yarmolenko, Valentina Miroshnichenko
Grimers: Alla Trotsyuk and Anna Kalinichenko
Requisitions: Larissa Ponomarenko, Roman Ivanenko, Alexey Tratskovskiy
Horses Provided By
Pyotr Tsegelniy and Sergey Komlyov
STUNTS Andrey Maslov-Lisichkin, Alexander Zhukovin, Oleg Protsyuk, Sergey Krasko, Andrey Grabovskiy,
Yevgeniy Andreyev, Yevgeniy Maystrenko, Dmitriy Derenevskiy, Vladimir Strokan, Daniil Taranin
Film services: Drivers: Anatoli Snegur, Valeriy Kolomiets, Sergey Kravchenko, Andrey Derevinskiy,
Alexey Tratskovskiy, Oleg Plavnev, Valeriy Yakovenko, Sergey Litvinskiy, Nikolai Vakulenko,
Vitaliy Polishuk
Worker: Oleg Bendyuk
Props: Alexander Grinko, Alexey Dankyevich
Stakeholder: Oleg Madzilevskiy
Props: Sergey Pinyak and Victor Shesterenko
Chief Accountant: Elena Dubinovskaya
Administrative Group: Andrey Polikashkin, Olga Kovalenko, Yuri Zinchenko, Ilya Matchin, Elena Karagodina, Yulia Vasilyeva,
Irina Dunskaya
Consultants: Lt. Gen. Vladimir Sytnik and Lt. Gen. Gregory Dyachuk
Director of Picture: Igor Yegorov
Executive Producers: Felix Kleyman and Victor Prihodko
END OF FILM
With the assistance of cinema studio
Eurofilm-Service
PRESENTS
STARRING
Pavel Derevyanko
THE NINE LIVES OF NESTOR MAKHNO
ALSO STARRING
Ada Rogovtseva
Kirill Pletnev
Daniil Byelih
WRITERS
Igor Bolgarin
Victor Smirnov
DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY
Oleg Maslov-Lisichkin
Igor Primiskiy
ART DIRECTOR
Pyotr Koryagin
COMPOSERS
Igor Myelnichuk
Pavel Krahmalyov
SOUND DIRECTOR
Yuri Chyeh
EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS
Felix Kleyman
Victor Prihodko
PRODUCER
Vladimir Dostal
DIRECTOR OF CINEMATOGRAPHY
Nikolai Kaptan
TRANSLATION AND SUBTITLES
Dmitriy Ostrovskiy
Big thanks to my wife Eunice and to Ivan Glynn for help with the French.
[EPISODE TWELVE]
[EPISODE TWELVE]
How you living, Danila?
I am ok. I would be better if
they wouldn't be shooting.
[GULYAIPOLYE, 1921]
I am ok. I would be better if
they wouldn't be shooting.
[GULYAIPOLYE, 1921]
Send a telegram to Kharkiv, to Frunze.
Send a telegram to Kharkiv, to Frunze.
"I have occupied Gulyaipolye,
our anarchist capitol.
But we haven't.
-I will, keep writing.
"I kindly ask not to be disturbed here."
-They will be angry about this.
No matter - the more anger,
the more confusion.
Batka, they captured thirty reds over there.
What should we do with them?
See if any of them want to fight for us.
Shoot the rest.
Sounds good.
Batka.
Listen.
[Indistinct] has not reached us.
They quarrelled to no end, like dogs.
You hear me, batka? Batka!
We captured three
whole wagons of bread too.
You hear me? Three wagons!
I am trying to listen to the skylark.
What a beautiful creature.
Stop or we will shoot!
I am about to...
surrender all your weapons at once!
My god...
My god, Nestor! Nestor, people were saying
you were killed in Crimea.
Nonsense. I always come home.
Stay with me.
My son... my wayward son!
Oh my god...by god, why is
your leg limp? Was it shot?
No... just twisted my ankle.
-Don't lie to your mother!
I have nothing to serve.
Nothing to feed you!
They took everything from us,
from everyone.
Especially from us - they call us Makhno bitches.
You will get five bags of grain
from the station at once.
Go and see to it.
Where is your wife?
Still out there fighting.
-Fighting a war?
Is that what women do nowadays?
This could be the
last time I see you...
What can I say to you, mum?
You will live for a long while to come.
Maybe I will, Nestor...
The reds are quite powerful -
you should make peace with them.
Like a cat making peace
with a mouse? No.
[Novonikolayevka village]
[Novonikolayevka village]
Nestor, you up?
No decent wedding...
No love, like regular people have.
One day we will die...
And that's it.
Are you looking for some
type of heavenly life?
I want tenderness.
Conversations about love.
Quiet ones, whispers...
Kisses and stuff like that...
All kinds of kisses...
For you to take care of yours.
-I have plenty of love, Galina...
As for a different
kind of life,
with peacocks grazing in the yard.
I am sorry.
That kind of life
may never happen.
Nestor, come on, get up,
red cavalry.
Some kind of Kotovskiy brigade,
may his anus be penetrated by a head of lettuce!
Hurry up, get up, get dressed!
Yurko, get the tachanka ready!
Kozha! This here horse is real strong.
Get the belt ready!
Where is the belt?
We used the last of it
in Gulyaipolye.
We got any loose rounds?
-No.
What is in the bag then?
-Just coin.
You fool! Ammunition is far more
precious than money!
Stepan, slow down a bit,
would you?
Those look like our guys.
-If they are on that side, they are traitors.
Courtesy of batko Makhno's purse!
Get you some!
Take it, you scum!
Take this...
-Hold on! It's working.
So what? How much have you gifted
to the Kotovskiy corps?
Nearly everything.
About six thousand left.
What a woman! Even a machine-gun would
not have been so effective!
Nestor!
You better never call
me a fool again.
Remember, I too am capable
of feeling dignity.
Oh, oh. I didn't say anything about
expending the war chest, have I?
You ready, boys?
Let's go!
What's up, Galina? Have you saved
some coin for the reds?
How did you say it before?
We, too, are capable
of feeling dignity.
Let's go forth, Stepan.
Slowly, slowly, let's go.
Commander of first cavalry brigade Maslyakov.
Commander of the army batka Makhno.
I heard of you, Maslyak.
They say you make a fine butcher.
-Much obliged.
We heard of you too,
batko Makhno.
Please take this brigade
under your charge.
Are you drunk?
Here is the thing...
The brigade voted to go
with batko Makhno.
They are tired of the new czars.
We shoot them, they shoot us...
How long can this continue?
It's killing us peasants.
It's no good.
In the place of Mr. Frunze,
the punishment mission
is now commanded by
Robert Eidmann.
A demon. A rough man.
Shot countless people.
Most of all, my boys
did not appreciate
this paper right here.
Trotsky's order.
Here, listen!
This concerns all of us.
"Any territory where
Makhno's gang is active...
"'Makhno's gang...' a regime of
socialist occupation must be instated.
"Confiscate all horses and produce.
"Any houses giving shelter to
the bandits must be destroyed.
"Everywhere you go,
create from the poor peasants
"extermination squads
and reward them with
"produce confiscated
from Makhno's units."
All of a sudden he respects us,
this Trotsky.
He amassed more forces against
you than against Wrangel.
Cavalry, armoured trains...
Airplanes...
-We know, we know...
I hear this, Maslyakov.
I think...
Why do you seek death
alongside us?
They will finish me off
before long.
You could live well,
basking in the glory...
I am tired of their lies.
They say one thing
and do another.
But they clearly do evil.
Another thing.
Do not go under my charge.
They are too many,
I can't handle it anyway...
They will strangle me
like a wolf.
Don't lead your people to our lands,
lead them to foreign lands.
To Abyssinia or elsewhere...
Maybe things will play out
differently there.
Are you serious?
Yes, I am serious.
God only knows what's
going on out there...
The peasants there have been
putting in real work.
My brigade headed there.
Just one request:
Wherever you go, say that
batka Makhno is with you.
Throw sand in their eyes,
so to speak.
That's a fine idea.
Too bad, batka...
that our paths are diverging.
Dubadiy! Stop.
Well, now.
I always heeded your advice,
Pyotr Andreyvich.
Now you listen to mine.
My final advice. Leave us.
You are a man of intelligence.
Unarmed... no one will touch you.
Go on back.
What about you?
We will stay here
and expire.
You, Victor Antonovich, might find
more safety down south...
No, batya. I will head to Turkey.
They are fighting for freedom there too...
Ataturk against the sultan...
I will go chop up some Turks.
-Alright.
If any of the boys want to join you,
take them with you.
Look! There it is! Czar's airplane!
Czar's airplane!
He's circling, that bastard...
Get out before dark.
Otherwise it will be too late.
We will head to Lyovpol.
If we make it, we will live. Let's go!
Go.
[TSIBULNIK VILLAGE]
Sleep, boys, sleep.
Makhno! Batko!
What is it?
-Listen.
The peasants over there attacked
our boys with pitchforks.
I brought back Schus.
Where is he?
Boys!
Take him.
Get him, get him, get him.
Stay down. Stay calm.
Calm down.
Gauze.
No need.
There's no much blood, see?
It's all going inside. This is it...
Batka. Give me some boys, huh?
We have ammunition,
one belt will be enough,
pop-pop-pop all of them,
just give me some boys!
No, Foma.
What are you on about?
I don't fight
against peasants.
This is it,
our war is over.
Peasants are killing Makhnovists now...
it's all over.
Time to head for the borders.
What about our goal?
What are we living for then?
You...
You are asking
me this, woman?
One must outlive, always!
Such is the law!
Had I not known it,
I would already have
died in childhood.
Nestor... Nestor...
I want to make a final confession.
It was me who shot Nastya...
I shot Nastya and your son...
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
That was a long time ago.
I don't remember.
Forgive me!
I am not god.
I am not god, Fyedos.
If there is someone up there,
let him forgive you.
Forgive me.
Forgive...
...my friend.
-Little Vadim and Nastya will forgive you.
You will find them
where you are headed.
What kind of warrior were you,
Fyedos, to kill a child?
He was a real anarchist.
There won't be any
more like him...
How many times are
they going to shoot batko?
Cadets over there.
Red cadets, headed this way.
Listen, Lyova.
All of you go and run
and I will hold them off here.
With just one hand?
I will stay with you.
As your assistant gunner
and your friend.
What's up, boys?
Looks like this is goodbye.
I am glad to have been fighting alongside
you all for a bit.
See you in Odessa.
At cafe Marconi.
Listen, Zadov!
Watch your ass!
Got it, got it.
-That's right!
You as well!
What's up, my son? We will stay
and chop up some boys then. Well?
Sure will.
[DNIESTR RIVER, 1921. ROMANIAN BORDER]
That's border patrol, batya. I will clear those boys out in an instant.
We must...
sneak past the border.
Must be quiet.
Alright then, we will make it quiet...
let's go!
[ROMANIA, 1921. HOSPITAL]
[ROMANIA, 1921. HOSPITAL]
Alright. Come on, try to open your mouth.
Be careful.
Oh...
Incredible that he survived.
Wow...
Alright. As you know,
the Soviet will demand
your surrender
as a war criminal.
Poland and Germany want this especially.
I don't even know.
We will try something...
Maybe we will hospitalise
you for three months...
Then we will see, eh?
Romania is a humane country. European.
I will try, I will try
to see to it that
you, courtesy of our government,
receive oral surgery.
Prosthetic teeth, but...
It will not be easy.
You have money, right?
Here. The newspapers are saying
that you exported
innumerable treasure. After all,
you are this bandit, right?
I hope that, once your treasure
is within your reach,
you will not forget me.
We.....
-What?
We will see...
Alright, ok, ok...
Rest up.
[ROMANIA, 1922. HOSPITAL]
It's beautiful here.
So calm...
[singing Виднеются в Тумане Огоньки - Одесские Каникулы]
♪ Odessa, I won't get to drink your wine...
♪ or sweep your walkways
with my pants' hems...
So batya, I will probably return.
Back there.
We rceived amnesty in the SSR
and in Ukraine.
Do you believe it?
I could believe it
or not, but...
I don't really want to starve to death.
-Right, right.
What is here for me to do?
Who am I here?
Maybe I can work something out...
Oh! I've taken some sin
upon my soul.
Requisitioned from one of
the countesses of Yekaterinoslav.
I hope it will be useful for you on a rainy day.
There is nothing else.
Keep it for yourself.
Alright then...
Ok batka. Don't vanish.
[PARIS, 1930]
Here, monsieur Anbar.
This is my husband.
Husband? Where does he
intend to live?
I have a large room.
Your room? That room is
my laundry manager's office.
As long as you, madam, are the manager,
it is your room.
What does your husband have
to do with that?
Mum!
Lucy, do you remember how
we used to live in Poland?
This is your father,
he came back.
You understand, I...
I can't argue with him. It's practically
impossible to find work here. Especially now...
There is an apartment for rent
where one of my friends live.
It's far, of course, but...
You can come visit Lucy
from time to time,
go visit the zoo...
Isn't that right, Lucy?
-Yes.
Ok, now go to your room.
You will see each other again.
Lieutenant colonel, where are your manners?
Trying to roll a fat one?
Something interesting?
"After ten years of bouncing
between various Eastern
"European prisons, once-famous anarchist
terrorist Nestor Makhno
"arrived in Paris to reunite
with his family.
"Several Russian ex-anarchists personally
"came to greet him
at the train station,
"along with the chairman of
the Paris Anarchist Society."
Are you left unemployed?
Something just came up.
Dad.
Good evening, father.
Father, he drew filth in my notebook.
Such filth is in every publication nowadays.
We will send him to the cadets,
and he will quickly learn.
I don't want to!
I'm not a militarist!
Not a militarist? Put on some epaulettes
and you will become one!
Yes, lieutenant colonel, sir!
-About face!
Forward, march!
Go do your assignments.
A taxi for the occasion
of your arrival.
Everything is very expensive here.
Even the metro is scary expensive.
Do you live with him?
With whom?
With that...
moustache guy?
What do you mean?...
He is my landlord. It's all very strict.
He is in power.
Stop right there.
Are we really
already there?
No, let's walk
and save a little money.
You will have a hard time
finding work,
if you can even
find any at all.
Why so? I have excellent skills
in carpentry and shoe making.
Also I have this card...
identification,
a Russian passport...
The French themselves
cannot find work.
Larisa! Are you home?
Open up!
Last night...
I think I drove your Makhno.
With his wife, perhaps.
Where did you let them off?
In the Bobino district.
They proceeded on foot from there.
Did you see where he lives?
It was very dark.
What is he to you?
You need him real bad?
No, just curious.
You go to school?
I do. It's very close to home.
You know, there are many Russian
boys and girls studying there.
Are you friends with them?
I am friends with some
and I fight with others.
You fight?
When you get hit, you must hit back, right?
-That's right, daughter. That's the truth.
Always hit back.
Dad, why don't you live with us?
I am very sick, Lucy,
I could get you all sick too.
Go get some water, Lucy.
Daddy, daddy,
come look!
I am coming, Lucy,
I am coming!
Get out of here!
Go away!
Try something and I will
bite your face off, scum.
Bonjour madam.
-Bonjour, miss. Ice cream?
I would love some ice cream.
The finest ice cream for
the sweetest little girl!
Here you go, my dear.
Mummy!
Mummy, a leopard growled at me
and daddy chased it away.
The leopard got scared and left.
My hands are freezing.
Our father is very fierce.
Even leopards fear him.
Let's go?
We are leaving.
Tomorrow evening, a doctor will
come and visit you. Be home.
Galya, let's not spend money
on these doctors.
You absolutely need a doctor.
Do you want a ride?
-I will go on foot.
Bye, dad!
-Bye.
You look familiar.
Kusch.
-Roman Savelyich.
Here is one person I certainly
did not expect to see.
That's a mistake.
They may spit.
It smells quite bad here, though.
True.
Old wounds reopened.
Excuse me, I mean fistulas.
They also say my tuberculosis
reached a terminal stage.
[Play on words combining "death" and adieu"]
They advised me to go to the Azure coast, to Nice.
Stop it, Nestor.
The whole reason Roman Savelyevich came
is to figure out what you need.
He is the advisor
to our consulate.
Ours? Whose is that?
Yes.
Yes. Of the soviet country.
I am not yours though, am I?
What must I do to be yours again?
Denikin is around here somewhere.
Should I kill him? Or Trotsky?
Yes, Nestor...
We used to be close friends
once upon a time.
You may return home,
you know.
Pension, sanatorium, Crimea...
What have I done to earn so much?
Or is it simply benevolence?
Even if so.
All you have to do is write a couple of words - truthful words!
"I repent. I accept the triumph
of soviet power."
That's it. Afterwards,
you could even stay here.
We will provide a pension.
A modest one,
to tell the truth, but
sufficient to live a life of dignity.
"Triumph," you say.
I read you have completely
doomed the peasantry.
Turned them into
some proletarians.
Hold on, Nestor!
It turned out to be far more complicated
with the peasantry than we had thought.
So what happened?
The peasantry demanded total liberty.
Isn't that so?
Without responsibilities.
We had to appoint them
to their proper place.
There will not be any bread.
-There will be! There will be, Nestor!
Look at what happened in Ukraine
since all the hunger, eh?
Dniepr area.
Our own Zaporizh threshold, yes?
Underwater! So...
take a Kievan transport centre
or train station...
You must assume a wider
perspective, Nestor!
All the tractors idling
on the steppe!
Wait, Pyotr Andreyvich.
Are you preparing
to return to Russia?
Yes. I submitted an application
and it was accepted.
Roman Savelyich here helped.
They promise me an instructor's
position in Dnepropetrovsk.
There are three institutes
there now.
Nestor, that's in our
own former Yekaterinoslav!
There will be more!
Alright then,
I am very happy for you.
What? Is Parisian poverty
so much better?
No, Nestor. We must honestly...
honestly admit our errors.
The Bolsheviks did not
win by accident.
Yes, not by accident.
Alright, Nestor.
You think on it. Think.
You know the address.
Goodbye, Nestor.
-Goodbye.
The past... is the past.
Say hello to Butyrka prison for me.
Mandolin!
Tell me this:
could you, an advisor,
a person of the general rank,
play the mandolin just
like you used to?
Your mother is still alive,
by the way.
She is very old though,
truth be told...
Kusch, is that you?
Pan Danilevskiy.
You came to kill me?
There is no one
here to kill.
I am not here.
I would be glad for
you to kill me.
You are too late.
Nestor Ivanovich Makhno died in oblivion
in Paris on 6 July 1934.
Galina Andreyevna Kuzmenko and daughter
were arrested by the Soviets in 1946 in Germany.
They were sentenced to eight years of hard labour. Leva Zadov returned to the USSR in 1924.
Was recruited to VChK JSPD.
Headed the counter-contraband department
in the Odessa region. For his activities
in support of the Makhnovist "Foreign Centre"
and Romanian intelligence,
he was executed by firing squad in 1938.
Pyotr Andreyvich Arshinov returned to USSR in 1935. Suffered repression.
Pavel Yefimovich Dybenko, accused of anti-soviet, Trotskyite,
and militant-fascist conspiracy. Executed by firing squad in 1938. Pyotr Alexeyevich Kropotkin
died 8 February 1921 in Dmytrov city of Moscow region.
Buried in Moscow's Novodevichye cemetery.
Anton Ivanovich Denikin died in 1947 in the USA,
buried with warrior's honours
in Detroit's Evergreen cemetery. On 3 October 2005,
general Denikin's remains were
reburied in Moscow.
Andrey Grigoryevich Schkuro, per the Yalta Conference,
was surrendered by the English to soviet powers.
Hanged on 17 January 1947.
Lev Davidovich Trotsky in 1924, excluded from the party and removed from
all leadership positions. In 1932, stripped of Soviet citizenship.
Killed by the Spanish communist NKVD agent R. Mercader
on 21 August 1940 in Mexico City.
CAST
Pavel Derevyanko as Nestor Makhno
Ada Rogovtseva as Evdokiya Makhno
Yevgeniy Knyazyev as Trotsky
Daniil Byelih as Fedor Schus
Kirill Pletnev as Vladislav Danilevskiy
Lesya Samayeva as Maria
Anna Slyu as Galina Kuzmenko
Igor Gnezdilov as Timofei Lashkevich
Andrey Zhurba as Sashko Lepetchenko
Alexandr Zhukovin as Semyon Karetnikov
Vladimir Bashkirov as Yurko Chernigovskiy
Constantine Kostyshin as Grigoriy Makhno
Oleg Primagenov as Lyeva Zadov
Vladimir Andreiev as Foma Kozhin
Andrey Maslov-Leesichkin as Sashko Klein
Alexandr Kochubey as Pavel Timoshenko
Valery Lyegin as Chyernish
Anna Ukolova as Marusya Nekifirova
Igor Slavinskiy as Pyotr Arshinov
Valeriy Shalyga as Frunze
Alexander Ignatusha as Taxi Driver
Episode also starring: Sasha Yarovoy, Nastya Polevik, Igor Volkov,
Vyacheslav Dovzhenko, Georgiy Zhukov, Nikolai Zapisochniy, Nikolai Kartsev,
Oleg Kovalenko, Yuri Kovalenko, Alexey Trotsyuk, Hernandez José, Nikolai Kaptan,
Vladimir Kokotunov, Vladimir Kolyada, Victor Koshelev, Ilya Matchin, Igor Nazarov,
Boris Loginov, Anatoli Zinovenko
SCREENPLAY Igor Bolgarin and Victor Smirnov
DIRECTOR OF CINEMATOGRAPHY Nikolai Kaptan
DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY Oleg Maslov-Lisichkin and Igor Primiskiy
ART DIRECTION Pyotr Koryagin
COMPOSERS Pavel Krahmalyov and Igor Myelnichuk
SOUND DIRECTION Yuri Chyeh
DIRECTORS Yuri Homenko and Natalia Kaptan
OPERATOR Alexander Boiko
EDITORS Anna Terenyeva, Alexander Timenko, Alexander Antonchenko
Costume designer: Alla Shesterenko
Makeup artist: Vasiliy Gorkaviy
Casting: Alena Galenko
Digital Sound Director: Yuri Chyeh and Ivan Vinyarskiy
Visual effects and titles: DomVideo Company and Valeriy Averin, Alexander Korotich
Igor Kravchenko, Yuri Lebedev, Alexander Mayboroda, Sergey Markin, Andrey Polishuk,
Yevgeniy Roytman, Georgiy Haritonov, Constantine Schaklein
Production Group: Olga Kaptan, Alexander Moyseyenko, Irina Koryagina, Victoria Suhacheva
Photography Group: Sergey Chernetskiy, Sergey Cherednik
Artist-Photographer: Alexander Moyseyenko
Artist-Decorator: Galina Koryagina
Stunt film: Andrey Maslov-Leesichkin
ASSISTANTS
Montage: Sergey Deriy and Dmitriy Tovstyga
Costumes: Elena Rukavishnikova
Audio Directors: Andrey Rogachev and Vadim Stolyar
Video: Vladislav Zakrasnyanyj
Ambience: Yuri Chyeh
Lighting Master: Valeriy Myachin
Light Techs: Andrey Sharapov and Sergey Dubina
Pyrotechnic Effects: Vladimir Demidenko and Dmitriy Stetsenko
Costumes: Lidiya Savich, Elena Kozhuhovskaya, Lesya Donchenko, Olga Yarmolenko, Valentina Miroshnichenko
Grimers: Alla Trotsyuk and Anna Kalinichenko
Requisitions: Larissa Ponomarenko, Roman Ivanenko, Alexey Tratskovskiy
Horses Provided By
Pyotr Tsegelniy and Sergey Komlyov
STUNTS Andrey Maslov-Lisichkin, Alexander Zhukovin, Oleg Protsyuk, Sergey Krasko, Andrey Grabovskiy,
Yevgeniy Andreyev, Yevgeniy Maystrenko, Dmitriy Derenevskiy, Vladimir Strokan, Daniil Taranin
Film services: Drivers: Anatoli Snegur, Valeriy Kolomiets, Sergey Kravchenko, Andrey Derevinskiy,
Alexey Tratskovskiy, Oleg Plavnev, Valeriy Yakovenko, Sergey Litvinskiy, Nikolai Vakulenko,
Vitaliy Polishuk
Worker: Oleg Bendyuk
Props: Alexander Grinko, Alexey Dankyevich
Stakeholder: Oleg Madzilevskiy
Props: Sergey Pinyak and Victor Shesterenko
Chief Accountant: Elena Dubinovskaya
Administrative Group: Andrey Polikashkin, Olga Kovalenko, Yuri Zinchenko, Ilya Matchin, Elena Karagodina, Yulia Vasilyeva,
Irina Dunskaya
Consultants: Lt. Gen. Vladimir Sytnik and Lt. Gen. Gregory Dyachuk
Director of Picture: Igor Yegorov
Executive Producers: Felix Kleyman and Victor Prihodko
END OF FILM