Raja 1918 (2007) - full transcript

World War I is ravaging Europe.

When the Russian Empire falls,

Finland declares independence

on December 6th, 1917.

In January 1918 the Reds begin

to rebel against the Government.

The mutiny turns into a civil war,

Whites against Reds,

brother against brother.

The leader of the Whites is

Mannerheim, a former Czar's general.

Germany supports the Whites

in the war.

Fire!

Load!

Fire!

Load!

Cease fire!

Traitor!

God dammit.

Throw down your weapons!

Sir, I'm not a Red!

You have committed

the worst of all crimes: treason.

In the name of the fatherland

I sentence you to death.

Fire!

Fire!

- Let's go!

- Quick!

The war claimed more than 35,000

victims. Most of them were Reds.

THE BORDER

Maria!

You must never go to war again,

Carl. I was so afraid!

I will not, I promise. I was lucky

to return uninjured. To you.

You'll continue your university

career and we'll get married.

- And we'll have children.

- Yes!

I love you.

Everyone's waiting.

Mother has prepared a dinner.

Major Berner.

Still, you must admit

that the Germans' participation

in this war was at most theoretical.

Lieutenant von Munck, not to

belittle the courage of the Finns,

without our theoretical role

Finland would have definitely lost.

That is something

we must disagree upon.

Careful, Carl. Our brother-in-arms

here is an intelligence officer.

A letter from Mannerheim,

to Captain von Munck.

- Does the Dragoon wish to eat?

- No, thank you.

Finland is now independent

but not sovereign.

Together we have made history,

but Germany has dictated it.

Fellow officers, I propose a toast.

To the King of Finland!

- The King of Finland?

- To the King!

Hush now.

Come.

Eight, nine, ten, eleven...

Father waits for me.

My Cinderella...

From Mannerheim. To you.

I'm being sent to the new border

of Soviet Russia.

I've waited so long. First for you

to break off your engagement,

then for you

to return from the war...

I'm not going to war. I'm going to

build up a border, keep the peace.

I'm sorry... Mannerheim!

Ask your father to postpone

our wedding until autumn.

The train stops here. The railroad

to St. Petersburg has been cut off.

Captain, sir. You'll have to

continue by horse.

Easy now.

The train stops here. You will

continue down the tracks from here.

Captain, sir. Sergeant-Major

Muranen at your service.

- Von Munck. Pleased to meet you.

- Everyone must get off the train!

You will continue

from here by foot.

- Soldier, hold the horse.

- Sergeant-Major, sir.

Let's run to Russia!

A blue house?

Isn't that a custom of the Russians?

Some are blue, some are red.

Some are unpainted... grey, sir.

It's like hair, Captain.

- Hair?

- Yes. Some are blond, some are dark-haired.

- What's going on over there?

- The Russians are singing.

- Is this bridge the national border?

- Actually, the creek beneath it is.

A real border has never existed

here. For a thousand years...

- How do you know that?

- I'm from hereabouts, Captain.

Load your weapons!

Aim!

Fire!

Oh my god.

Captain, sir.

Boys, bring the bags.

Here we go.

Attention!

This is Lieutenant Suutari,

acting commandant.

Captain, sir. I hand over the unit

under your command.

Von Munck.

- Are you from around here, Lieutenant?

- Attention!

No, sir. I'm from Jämsä. I've been

ordered here same as you,

to the middle of nowhere.

Captain, sir...

Muranen, I'll dictate a wire.

Captain Carl von Munck

to the war office, stop.

Have arrived at my station, stop.

Will begin my task tomorrow,

5th of May, 1918. Stop. End.

Captain, sir.

What came after the first stop?

- Suutari, find me a clerk.

- I know someone that might be suitable.

A... B... C... D... dee...

That's good. Lauri, you're next.

- Butcher!

- Dummy!

You Reds'll wind up in Tammisaari

and be shot like Ilmari's father.

That's not true!

Boys, stop it!

Let him go!

Get up!

Now behave yourselves!

Miss Lintu.

We need you.

Captain, sir,

the teacher is here to see you.

Come in.

I'm sorry,

you will have to sit on the bed.

I doubt that's appropriate.

Or what do you think,

Baron von Munck?

- Leave us.

- Captain, sir.

I apologize, I...

I thought that...

You wanted to see me.

What, a Master of Arts as a school

teacher of this measly small place?

What, a baron as the commandant of

this measly small border station?

- I came to serve my fatherland.

- I suppose I'm doing the same.

- You can do it in a whole new way.

- By sewing that button of yours?

I don't need a seamstress

but a clerk.

Don't the Finnish soldiers

know how to write?

Those who should, don't.

I'm sorry. I need to teach

the children to read and write.

- That's my job.

- A Master of Arts...

My answer is no. And I don't

even possess a Master's degree.

I only studied

at a seminary in Sortavala.

Sir, would you like to have

an evening snack

- if my wife cooked it?

- Yes. Thank you.

Why did you take so long?

Were you followed?

- Edvin...

- Maaria!

- You must see a doctor.

- They're all Whites. And informants.

So you'll let your wounds fester

until you die?

- What's going to come out of this...

- Well, sister?

- The fever is rising.

- We need a plan. To get me out of here.

- But where to?

- Anywhere.

- We must go to Russia... escape from here.

- Russia!

You'll come with me of course.

We'll move to the Soviet Union.

They offered me work for the summer.

As clerk for the new commandant.

I turned them down, of course.

You must accept it.

It means we have a chance.

Well, well.

Lieutenant Suutari said

there was no more tea

around these parts.

Sir, my brother can provide some

if it's tea you want.

- Whatever you want, I can get it for you.

- Legally?

Well, let us drink.

To freedom!

Evening friends! May I join you?

- Oh, a new guest.

- Captain von Munck is our new commandant.

- Good evening, Captain.

- Anton is my neighbor.

- I suggest we speak Finnish in Finland.

- Fine.

- Well then. To Finland!

- To Finland!

- Where did you get those?

- From there, sir.

The other side of the bridge?

Don't you know where the border is?

But your orders were that the whole

of the Border River area...

- Good morning, Baron von Munck.

- It's ditch guard von Munck now.

Does your offer still stand,

ditch guard von Munck?

- Did you change your mind?

- The school year will end soon.

I will do it for the summer.

I presume it pays something?

Welcome to the service

of the Finnish White Army.

You won't be here for long.

The world is tired of borders.

I wish you were right

but unfortunately you are wrong.

No, two crates per man.

- Miss Lintu, are you from around here?

- No.

Miss Lintu,

why are you so sure that I'll fail?

It's not you, Baron.

I believe that the world is finally

entering an age of no borders.

Mindless idealism.

I am an idealist.

And so are you.

- Yes. You believe in your border.

- I believe in Finland.

- But perhaps that, too, is just idealism.

- Yes it is.

Idealists believe in

noble ends and work for them.

Through them, history and

cultural development are realized.

Miss Lintu has read Hegel.

Here's to us idealists.

- To idealists.

- Does Miss Lintu also read Marx?

His fever rose during the day.

He's delirious.

One of our doctors in Helsinki

hasn't been captured.

Could you supply us

with travel passes?

Helsinki has surrendered to the

Germans. You'll get killed there.

Heikki won't get better by waiting.

I'll get you the travel passes.

"From the Chiefs of Staff

to Commandant von Munk."

- The C is missing, who is the fool who...

- In Helsinki...

Muranen, give

the telegraph operator some tea.

"Enclosed are the border regulations

approved by the Senate of Finland,

which must be adhered to wholly

and absolutely as of this moment."

From Helsinki.

The new border regulations.

"The Commandant must ensure that the

laws and government regulations..."

"...are executed

and strictly obeyed..."

Attention!

Aren't you going to stop that man?

- Why, sir?

- He's crossing the national border!

He could be a dangerous spy

for all we know.

No, he's my uncle, he went to chop

some wood for his sister over there.

- Hello!

- Hello.

Your actions on the border

have been miserable. So as of now,

everyone crossing the bridge will be

asked for their travel documents.

If their papers are not in order,

they have no business in Finland.

Captain, sir.

The locals don't have papers.

Then they need to get some.

That's an order. Attention!

At ease. Dismissed.

Might I suggest

that we proceed gradually?

People have crossed here

for six hundred years.

Our German brethren

want the eastern border to hold.

The Russians live on the other side,

Finns on this side. Clear cut.

Forward, men!

Hurry up!

So this kind of a baron

Helsinki sent us... dammit!

Miss Lintu!

What did you take?

Nothing.

Stop it!

What's going on in here?

Captain... I think

that Miss Lintu took something.

- What do you mean?

- Perhaps she took some papers.

- Did you see it happen?

- I think I did, sir.

- You think! Miss Lintu?

- The Captain is welcome to check.

Or was the little Lieutenant thinking

of doing the searching himself?

Go right ahead.

- Do I have your word of honor?

- I don't believe in them.

Nor honor for that matter.

Lieutenant, this matter is closed.

Dismissed.

Captain, sir.

Go back to work!

Let's go.

Stop, please.

You hooligans,

what do you think you are doing?

I crossed here when you were

just a twinkle in your father's eye!

- Ok, Babushka, back to Russia!

- Take your hands off me!

Off you go!

Captain, sir, that old man is your

counterpart. Comrade Major Gentsch.

The Grand Duchy of Finland.

Illegal border crossers

will be shot without question.

Set up a watch around the clock.

Captain, I don't think

we have enough men.

Sergeant-Major,

let's forget our ranks.

Between the two of us,

you can call me Calle.

- And I am Paavo, sir.

- Good.

Captain, sir.

- It will have to work!

- Captain,

could you sign these travel passes?

You're sure

these are decent men?

I don't know.

I'm just doing what I'm told.

Your point of view

is rather cynical.

- Miss Lintu is arrogant.

- Captain, sir.

- Excuse me, captain...

- Do you ever have moments of self-doubt?

When everything seems meaningless?

Of course.

But it's probably useless

to fight against fate.

I'm a soldier now

and I've been ordered here.

Mannerheim ordered me here himself.

What would you like to be then?

I'm a scientist.

Perhaps I'd like to be an explorer.

To do something valuable.

And to return to your fiancée.

I'm engaged for the third time.

I don't really know how to love.

Maria didn't approve of me

coming here.

Maria...

- I believe that we make our own destinies.

- I think destiny makes us.

Perhaps.

Perhaps you're right.

If the school had happened to be

on the other side of the creek,

would I be a teacher

in Soviet Russia

and the clerk at their command post?

Mannerheim himself.

The good captain's affairs

will surely work out for the best.

Heikki Kiljunen,

commander of the Reds.

There's a warrant for the arrest

of a man by that name.

Are you familiar with that name?

I don't know the locals that well.

He's suspected of murder,

robbery and treason.

He's personally shot civilians,

even women,

that he suspected of

collaborating with the Whites.

He's to be shot on sight.

I don't have a fever.

- There are fewer and fewer lucid moments.

- What lucid moments?

Edvin, will you promise

to be careful.

- I don't want to lose either of you.

- We'll both die if I take him along.

What shall I do with him then?

He's to be shot on sight.

Someone will soon sniff him out.

Think of something.

You're his fiancée after all.

- Traitor.

- Let me go!

- Where's your brother?

- I don't know.

He took his travel pass and left me

at the mercy of those butchers!

- There. Leave if you think I'm a traitor.

- This is a trap.

- That Captain is behind this.

- You're so weak I wouldn't need a trap.

I could kill you as easily as you

killed those women and old people.

What?

Have you killed women?

Heikki, look me in the eye.

You want to know something

about killing?

- Yes.

- I haven't hurt anyone.

The Whites are lying to you.

What happened to you?

Nothing I can talk about.

Let me see that.

Everything turned out differently

from what I had imagined.

Nothing is real.

And I'm not even real myself.

Sir! Come quick!

Don't let that man through!

Keep your positions!

Rumors say that Russian nobles

and bourgeoisie are being executed.

- They're trying to get away.

- Well, we can't let them in here!

Silence!

Silence!

This is the Finnish border.

Only Finns and other nationalities

are welcome to Finland.

Not the Russians.

This is the Finnish border.

Russians are not welcome.

The Russians

are laying the burden on us.

Send a telegram to Helsinki

and ask for instructions.

We also need

more ammunition and men.

Chiefs of Staff to Commandant of

Border River, Capt. von Munck, stop.

The border is to be kept closed.

You have full authority, stop.

Deport all Russians and Jews

due to infectious diseases.

Spies and Reds

are to be executed.

Other Finns will be let through.

Citizens of other countries

to be treated according to

their documents. End.

If they don't have papers,

how do we know who is Finnish?

Follow me!

Say "kyllä".

Russian. Deport him.

If you want to enter Finland,

say "kyllä" for "yes".

- Let him through. Say "kyllä".

- Kjulla.

Deport her.

- If you want to enter Finland, say "kyllä".

- Kjulla.

- Deport them. Say "kyllä".

- Kyllä.

Say it again.

Let her through.

Let them through.

Say it again.

Deport her.

- You must say "kyllä".

- Kjulla.

- No, it's "kyllä".

- Kjulla.

Say "kyllä".

Let him through.

- Kjulla.

- Deport her.

Let her through.

- Say "kyllä".

- Kyllä.

- Kjulla.

- Deport her.

Go on then!

- What's happening out there?

- The locals have no identifying cards.

"Identification". They are called

identification cards.

Your Finnish is also poor. And what's

happening here is not civilized.

- There are contagious diseases...

- Does saying "kyllä" make one immune?

- I'm a soldier.

- You are also a human being.

I'm following orders.

You have better orders here.

Muranen. Tell Suutari to stop.

- But, sir...

- We'll interview everyone individually.

Miss Lintu will keep a record

of the interviews. Do it.

Let me through!

- Stop!

- I'm sorry.

Get away! Move!

My god...

Dr. Yevgeny Perret.

Russian but speaks Finnish.

Finnish wife who is in Helsinki.

He is requesting asylum from Finland.

- They'll kill me if you deport me.

- All Russians must be deported.

I have a lot of information about

the Russians... I'll tell you all.

There are 600 people outside.

If we interview each of them

for ten minutes...

Mr. Perret will be placed in

quarantine. Send out a telegram.

- We don't have a quarantine area.

- So place him under guard then.

This black tea is first rate.

Sir, can we talk about something

other than tea and Cognac?

Close the office, Corporal.

You have created a system

that aids Reds who've fled to Russia

to get into Finland by saying "yes".

And they receive an identification

card signed by you, to boot.

We've been ordered

to execute all Reds and spies,

but who are the spies,

if even the Reds are not red?

If they're stable boys in

St. Petersburg, what color are they?

- Can you advise me?

- Yes.

They're Bolsheviks as well. The Reds

wouldn't be fleeing their paradise

if they weren't plotting

something... I know...

You are importing spies to Finland!

Lieutenant Suutari!

I need a quarantine area.

Take over a cowshed

or hen house or even a pig house.

Lock that doctor in, and the Russians

waiting for a decision from Helsinki.

And everyone suspected

of being a Red.

- They're trying to return to Finland.

- You're breaking a command, sir.

We are to exile all Russians

and shoot all Reds.

Well do it if you know for certain

who is a Red.

Shoot the wrong person,

and you'll end up shot.

- I'll take that risk.

Lieutenant Suutari.

Dismissed.

Let him through.

Welcome to Finland.

We'll question them later.

Take them to the quarantine.

Let them through.

Here you are.

To the quarantine.

Deportation on the basis of

apparent Judaism.

Deportation.

Excuse me, mademoiselle...

Excuse me...

Could you send a letter for me?

To my wife.

I can't take care of my matters

myself from in here.

Thank you.

There's more and more people.

The Russian side is in chaos.

Soon our side will be as well,

unless we do something.

Let the Captain through!

Where is comrade Gentsch?

Comrade!

There's a citizen here to see you!

Stop that.

Comrade!

- Captain Carl von Munck.

- Gregory Gentsch.

- Does my colleague speak Russian?

- I'm afraid I don't speak Russian.

- Do you speak German?

- Yes, I do.

I'm afraid I don't speak German.

Please come in.

Welcome.

- Sit down, please.

- Thank you.

So you do speak German after all.

Of course I speak German,

but those idiots would become

suspicious if they knew that.

I would like to talk to you

about the border...

Cheers, my friend.

Cheers.

The border! Of course.

Here we are. Manning the border.

You never know

what life has in store.

Just a year ago

I was the lord of a manor.

The servants became socialists

and I fired them.

Then the revolution

made the servants the lords

and I was sent here

to be a servant for the socialists.

I am lucky

they didn't just shoot me.

The Bolsheviks

don't have enough officers.

But you wanted to talk to me

about something?

- The border is in chaos. I would like to...

- The border...

A year ago it was

just a measly little ditch

and now it's a national border.

If we could come to some agreement

about guarding the border...

We're officers.

Noblemen.

That is the border

between us and those idiots.

A class border. What other kind

of a border do we need here?

Russia is free and its free citizens

can go where they please.

They are not welcome in Finland.

- Are you a Bolshevik?

- Of course.

I'd be shot otherwise.

Perhaps I am a noble Bolshevik.

Do you play chess?

There's no one there.

I'll be damned!

In the name

of the Finnish law, stop!

- Fire!

- Row back, quickly!

- What are you shooting at?

- Nobody got hurt.

I'm a bit rusty.

Load.

Aim.

Shoot!

Load.

Aim.

Shoot!

Cease fire!

How can you miss the target from

30 meters away in bright moonlight!

Two days of leave to anyone

who catches a smuggler.

No tea came in today.

I've brewed some coffee substitute.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Can I ask you something?

- Please do.

My aunt is sick...

Could that Russian doctor

have a look at her?

He's imprisoned.

I mean, in quarantine.

My aunt is very sick.

There's no other doctor here.

Muranen, I'm allowing Dr. Perret

to take a look at Miss Lintu's aunt.

Captain, sir.

This maid worked in St. Petersburg

and fled from the Bolsheviks.

She's slept with soldiers and

behaved in an objectionable way.

- Says who?

- The soldiers.

What's it to us?

Let the woman go!

Do as I say!

Captain, sir.

Wait here.

The wounds have brought on a fever.

He needs medicine.

Quinine, which I don't have.

- I'll get some.

- We need it fast.

Otherwise your "aunt" will die.

Doctor...

- I won't say a word.

- My life depends on it.

- Not just yours.

- Kill me instead of torturing me anymore!

Listen, you have that saboteur

on your side.

Perret is his name.

The one I warned you about.

Might be so.

Send him to us

to rid yourselves of your worries.

- The Bolsheviks want him.

- Why?

He is now under the protection

of the Finnish Republic.

I would get a medal for bringing

Perret to St. Petersburg

and you'd get a car.

And a box of Cuban cigars.

The queen is in danger.

The Empress, may God protect

the Empress of Russia.

You are a beast, von Munck.

Checkmate.

There is constant movement

across the border.

Food from our side,

valuables from St. Petersburg.

- Tea, gold, art...

- Might be so.

Smugglers behave as if

there were no border.

Did I draw the border? No.

Did I ask to be sent here? No.

The socialists sent me.

People travel, goods move.

It's always been so.

Sometimes goods end up

somewhere along the journey,

- and that is a good thing for some.

- What are you trying to say?

If you want, a share of

one third could be yours...

Half?

Don't underestimate capital,

Monsieur von Munck.

Borders come and go,

but personal property is lasting.

In the name

of the Finnish law, stop!

You'll regret this. I work

under the Commandant's authority.

Shut up, Russian dog.

We caught this bastard

crossing the border.

Suitcase full of smuggled goods

from Russia.

Looks familiar, doesn't it, Carl.

That's Captain von Munck to you.

Have you sold the command post

smuggled goods?

Have I sold the command post

smuggled goods?

What do you think? I mean,

what do you think, Baron von Munck?

You think I went to the nearest

grocer's to ask for a kilo of tea?

I thought you were a businessman.

That you had connections.

I am a businessman.

- I do have connections. In St. Petersburg.

- That's a crime!

- It's trade.

- Crossing the border to Finland...

Finland will suffer hunger and

poverty if it closes its borders!

Coffee and tobacco

grow badly in frozen soil.

If you ask me,

he should be shot, sir.

I arrest Alex Muranen

on suspicion of smuggling

- and crossing the border illegally.

- Baron, sir...

Go back to bed!

You knew.

This is your second warning.

A third warning and you'll be

headed to Helsinki in shackles.

My aunt needs medicine.

Quinine. Painkiller. Disinfectant.

He's sleeping peacefully...

The medicine

takes effect rather quickly.

Your "aunt" is a fighter

and "she" could be

on "her" feet very soon.

- Thank you so much.

- My pleasure.

I'm just glad to get away

from that prison for a few moments.

- Are you married to your "aunt"?

- No.

Do you love him?

Don't answer. For that ailment

I have no cure anyway.

- Or for redness, for that matter.

- I'm not a Red.

- Then why?

- What about you? Why are you helping me?

I care for people. All people.

What are you planning on doing?

I don't know.

The quarantine is too full.

More Russians arrived yesterday.

Disease is rampant

- and our Reds are fighting.

- Has Helsinki answered yet?

We received a telegram. You have

full authority to solve the matter.

- But don't let suspicious persons through.

- Must we shoot them all?

Not all of them. Just the Reds and

the Russians. That will make room.

- Sir, then there's this other thing.

- Yes?

Would it not be good to know

what the Bolsheviks are doing

behind the border?

I just thought that...

My brother knows the trails

and he can move unseen...

Attention!

Alexander!

Pavel.

You will gather information about

Russian troops and bring it to me.

Don't let your brother down.

If you are caught,

we know nothing about you. Is that clear?

Yes.

I can start bringing tea and Cognac

to the command post again?

Miss Lintu.

Do you need me?

Yes.

I've been carving that for you

the last few days...

- This?

- Yes.

- A bird?

- Yes yes.

I wouldn't have made it without you.

I love you.

Did I say something to upset you?

No.

I've probably been

a difficult patient.

I don't even remember everything.

But now everything will change.

Everything will be good

again, Maaria.

- Check that man.

- Do it!

- Papers, please.

- Search him!

- He can't speak.

- He should still have papers.

Deport him to Russia.

That squealing of his

does sound like Russian!

"By order of the Commandant

of the Finnish-Russian border area,

speaking Russian is forbidden

in the vicinity of the border."

"It is also forbidden to move around

near the border without a pass."

- What?

- Moving around without a pass is forbidden.

"Anyone breaking these rules

will be shot."

Lepushka!

Say it in Finnish: bread.

Bread.

Natalia, we have to start

speaking Finnish to the children.

Why?

And you and me as well.

The times call for it.

- Irina!

- No, don't!

- Now let's go!

- No no!

- Taking us from our own home!

- Let me go!

No! No!

- Goddamn Russkie!

- No!

They'll kill us!

- It's immoral.

- No serious damage has been caused.

What we're doing is legal.

Arson is not.

A few Russians did go on their way.

And the border is now stronger.

Our task is to strengthen the border

between lawfulness and lawlessness.

Suutari, I want you to find

the guilty parties and punish them.

- You can't be serious, sir!

- Of course I am.

Yes, sir.

Dismissed!

Were you involved with the arson?

Captain, sir.

That arson was a nice touch.

It got the Russians

shaking in their boots.

If I knew who did it,

I could give them a nice reward.

Cigarette?

Load your weapons!

Aim!

Stop it.

At ease.

Men, we are not here

to act like barbarians.

We are here to thicken our

fatherland's hide against barbarians.

Anyone else caught

will be shot for real.

Sir, look what we found.

He's a known Red revolutionary.

He has murdered civilians

and stolen cattle.

He's been traveling with a forged

travel pass. Signed by you, sir.

Signed by me?

If you're sure, send him

to Tammisaari prison camp.

I have another idea.

Let's shoot the communist.

- Not without a trial we won't.

- Take him back!

Excuse me, Captain,

but that Red

is Miss Lintu's brother.

No! Edvin!

- Sir... The prisoner tried to escape.

- You shot him on purpose.

The deceased can file a complaint

with the procurator if he wants.

Miss Lintu.

When horrible things happen

we must think

that it's part of some greater cause

and will lead to something good.

What good

could the murder of my brother bring?

He was a Red.

- Are you, Miss Lintu?

- No.

Try to understand. It all has to do

with protecting Finnish culture...

- The people, our languages, our history...

- What nonsense!

The greatest achievements in

our culture are still ahead of us.

- Freedom. Justice. Fairness.

- Fairness!

Your brother tried to escape.

Did he?

Two British citizens. Have been

spying for the Crown in Russia.

They must be escorted to Helsinki

and guarded at all times.

Deport him.

Deport her.

Deport him.

Let them through.

Send them to the quarantine.

Deport them.

Welcome to Finland.

Next.

- Next.

- Deport them.

Please sir, for the sake of

the children, I beg you!

- Attention!

- Miss Lintu!

We need to talk.

You look like a man in love.

I am.

- You're engaged.

- I was.

It's not my fiancée

that I'm in love with.

Yes, your fiancée isn't here.

- How do you know that?

- Women...

They're only trouble.

I once had a beautiful wife.

Unfortunately, she died.

I killed her!

We're just playing some chess.

Want to join us?

Monsieur von Munck.

A military commissar. They watch me.

The shameless fools.

But now we'll play chess

and I will lose.

You will get drunk and feel fine.

Even the bullet didn't hit you,

you are alive.

I hear Miss Maaria is charming.

Your...

Your brother Alex

has been spying for the Russians.

I've given the order

to shoot him on sight.

You've killed civilians.

There are no civilians

in a civil war.

They're people

who poisoned our comrades.

Killing yourself or asking

a butcher to kill is the same thing.

No.

Morally it isn't.

Well, that's the way war is.

All wars.

The world has to be changed.

Let's move to St. Petersburg

and get married, have children.

Become Russians.

- Hide!

- Who is it?

I don't know.

- Who's that?

- Maaria, let me in.

Go away. Now is not the time.

- No! Please go away.

- I want you.

- Maaria!

- Your fiancée is wearing your ring!

Calm down!

Maaria...

- Raise the alarm!

- Look out!

Help!

Alexander!

They're looking for you.

I am looking for you.

Go somewhere else, now.

Do it. And don't come back.

They will kill you.

You will or they will? How would I

know how to live anywhere else?

For my sake and the kids',

don't come back.

Listen, I'd love to chat

but I really must be going!

Promise me you won't come back.

Alex! Promise me!

He's here!

- Bread!

- You woke up.

- Suutari!

- Captain, sir.

Arrest a certain person for

questioning on suspicion of treason.

- Yes, sir. Who?

- Miss Maaria Lintu.

Sir, I suggest you let someone else

investigate the matter.

I will handle it myself!

Sergeant-Major,

leave the door open.

- Name?

- Maaria Eleonoora Lintu.

- Date of birth?

- September 10th, 1893.

- Profession?

- Teacher.

- Are you a Red?

- There are no more Reds.

- Were you ever a Red?

- No.

- Are you a White then?

- No. I am a colorless humanist.

What is your relationship

to Red Commander Kiljunen?

You know that.

- Say it for the record.

- Heikki Kiljunen is my fiancé. Was.

You have hidden him in your home

from government forces for months,

providing him with food

and illegal medicine. Is this true?

It is.

Have you taken classified material

from the command post?

No. And I didn't betray

any Reds to you.

- She forged travel passes for Reds.

- Shut up, Lieutenant.

Have you had relations

with any military personnel?

- I have with one.

- Who?

- Captain Carl von Munck.

- Mark it down in the records.

Did you do that to provide the Reds

with classified information?

No.

I find you guilty of treason and

order you to be executed at dawn.

- Do you wish to say something?

- No.

Suutari, take the teacher

to the quarantine area.

And Suutari.

This prisoner will not try to escape.

- Let me go, please.

- I most certainly will not.

- How long have you and the Captain been...

- Aarno.

Please let me go.

Stop!

Stop right there!

God dammit!

Did the prisoner

try to escape again?

Can't anything be done right

around here!

He's been deported

three times already.

Can't you get even the locals

to obey the law?

You always insist on

following the rules.

- What the hell is that rag?

- It arrived today by courier.

The Parliament has chosen

a new flag for Finland.

It looks awful. Must be something

thought up by that artist Gallén.

Alarm!

Attention!

Sir! There's some Colonel

and a foreign soldier outside.

General!

- Baron von Munck.

- General, sir.

Jyrinkoski.

This is Major Berner from Germany.

We've met.

Congratulations on your promotion,

Captain.

- Last time we met you were a lieutenant.

- We've met.

- Why do you have a German name?

- The "von" represents degeneration.

- What?

- Nothing.

Attention!

- Goodbye.

- The Russians have more beautiful officers.

Helsinki is very pleased

with you, von Munck.

- Please hold still.

- You've created a border for our nation!

- Don't move.

- Thank you, General.

Our readers want to know

how you've maintained peace here.

What kind of people pass through?

Is the border totally closed?

- All our relations have been cut off.

- No one can travel either way?

The Lieutenant will show you

the local attractions.

It will help you understand.

Lieutenant!

- Take that fellow for a little walk.

- My Swedish is a bit rusty.

So speak Finnish. Who cares whether

the newspaper understands you or not.

- Ok, this way.

- Where are we going?

- You already saw the sheep.

- I came here to interview the Captain...

Attention!

There are way too many

people here...

Sir, we need more men

to conduct interviews

I know how to make more room.

It's no use keeping Russians here.

- What?

- He said that...

- What?

- Sir, you promised...

Translate!

- Suutari!

- I...

Kyllä.

Kyllä.

- Kjulla.

- Well, shoot him, Sergeant-Major.

God have mercy on you, Pavel!

- Kjulla.

- What?

Kjulla.

When you shoot to execute,

you aim at the head. Closer!

Strange trial. Everyone says yes,

but only some are shot.

An effective method.

You can take it from here.

- What did he say?

- He's teaching us order.

And off the record, we will be

invading St. Petersburg soon.

What did he say?

That Germany

will soon attack St. Petersburg.

- St. Petersburg is a big city.

- It will fall in only a few days

- when Finland and Germany attack as one.

- Is that so?

The General says that St. Petersburg

will fall in only a few days

when Finland and Germany attack.

Is the General exaggerating?

The other way round!

In St. Petersburg, dead horses

lie in the streets. Dogs eat them.

What are you going to do to Lenin?

Send him back to Zurich.

It will serve the Swiss right.

The people of the city

will welcome us as liberators.

Captain, then you can draw

a new border for Finland again.

Excuse me?

You can draw a new border.

Behind St. Petersburg.

I thought this was

Finland's rightful border.

It is!

We'll just move it a little eastward

and liberate our Karelian kinsmen.

You've done such good work here.

It is your privilege

to draw the new border too.

- What did the General say?

- What did Major Berner say?

He says that dogs eat horses

in St. Petersburg.

Attention!

Captain von Munck.

I promote you to Major.

Major von Munck, you've been awarded

a Cross of Liberty 3rd Class

for your distinguished duty

in forming the border.

Congratulations.

Everybody look this way.

Hold still!

Don't go around shooting

businessmen if you need merchandise.

- It's the basics, my dear friend.

- How do you manage amidst all this?

I fare better than you,

because I float.

I let the currents of history

float me

and I pick up what I can

on the way.

- You, on the other hand, swim upstream.

- You're a cynic.

Has struggling against fate

brought you happiness?

Did fighting fate prevent our dear

royal family from being murdered?

Has the Czar's family

been murdered?

If you hadn't shot your spy,

you'd know that yourself.

Congratulations on the promotion.

Just between us majors.

Good day to you.

I am Mrs. Perret, from Helsinki.

Soldier, give Mrs. Perret a chair.

My husband Yevgeny Perret

is imprisoned here.

I've arranged a work permit

and a residence permit for him.

Sir? Excuse me,

but is everything all right?

No.

Don't you feel well?

I'm sorry.

You first need to get a release order.

But...

Get a release order

and then I will be able to help you.

"General Jyrinkoski inspects..."

Major, sir. Could you translate

what the newspaper says?

It says that Germany's

western front has collapsed.

The Americans are causing

real havoc out there.

Looks like the Germans

will be leaving Finland as well.

Major, how will that affect us?

You?

I don't know.

WANTED: THE RED BANDIT

ENGINEER HEIKKI KILJUNEN

Have you heard about Miss Lintu,

by any chance?

Your great love.

Ah, my dear friend.

There may come others...

Maybe, maybe not.

- One never knows.

- Is she alive?

You are putting a strain

on our friendship.

Can you ask so much?

If I answer, I will be shot.

If I don't answer,

I'm a poor friend.

You're in love. It'll pass.

She lives. She came to be

a guest of Mother Russia,

but she came with a friend.

- Heikki Kiljunen.

- You said it. Not me.

- Where are they?

- Here or there.

What difference does it make

when they plan to ambush

your splendid concentration camp.

What are you talking about?

What ambush?

I don't know anything about it.

I also don't know

if it will take place on Thursday at

midnight, using the railway bridge.

If I knew that,

I couldn't tell you.

I would be shot.

Remember this: our friendship

is above what governments do.

Remember that

if something happens.

Don't make any noise!

Stop!

- Stop!

- Don't move!

Who are the Reds here?

If one has the courage

to become a socialist,

he should have the courage

to say it out loud!

I am!

- Present.

- To the hallway!

- I am.

- And I.

Follow me!

Dr. Perret...

You cared for Miss Lintu's aunt,

didn't you?

- I did.

- What was wrong with the patient?

Hippocrates... My doctor's oath

prevents me from telling you that.

It prevents you from saying that the

aunt was actually more of an uncle.

Load your weapons.

Baron, sir, wait...

- I'll tell you everything.

- You've told enough.

I am a doctor.

My doctor's oath prevents me...

- Aim!

- I know nothing! Nothing!

Fire!

Load your weapons. Aim.

Fire!

Cease fire!

A guest for you, Commandant.

Comfortable quarters you have.

- Bring the Major a decent breakfast.

- Cook!

- Do you want dry pants?

- No, thank you.

- Bring the Russian some breakfast.

- These will dry in no time.

- Wash your hands!

- I didn't have time to use the bridge...

You got tired of

the Bolshevik government?

The Bolsheviks got tired

of my governing.

- Now you are safe.

- Am I?

You can write to Helsinki.

Bring a chair for the Major!

I should deport you,

but if you give me your word

that you will not leave this room,

I will arrest you instead.

What do you reckon

they'll think of this in Helsinki?

If you obey my orders,

as an officer and a nobleman,

your chances are good.

So this is where the currents of

history have brought old Gregory,

a place where I need to

follow orders... I shall obey!

It'll be a welcome change.

- Major, sir. Mrs. Perret.

- Good day, Major!

- I have a release permit for my husband.

- Show me.

I brought everyone some pastries.

Everything will be alright now.

My husband might start

his own practice in Helsinki...

- Would the Commandant like one?

- Thank you.

- Delicious.

- That's nice to hear.

- Suutari!

- Major, sir.

Take Mrs. Perret to her husband.

Mrs. Perret.

I had to leave many fine bottles

of wine with those imbeciles.

- Excuse me, sir.

- Just a moment.

Captain, sir, an answer has come

from the Chiefs of Staff.

What is their answer?

Well, what does Helsinki say?

Do they want

to put old Gentsch in chains?

No.

You are dismissed.

You will be sent back

to Soviet Russia.

So that's it then.

You never know

what life has in store. But why?

You'll be traded for a prisoner.

I tried...

I told the Chiefs of Staff

how important you could be

as a source of information.

Makes me wonder

what my market value is...

I don't know.

But it has to be a person of

great importance to Finland.

Can I ask three things of you?

A game of chess.

A drink of Cognac.

A good cigar.

Well, well.

Checkmate.

How kind of you to lose this game.

Thank you, my friend.

Good night, Major.

See you later.

Your sense of humor is unfailing.

Four noblemen for an old bastard.

Not a bad deal!

On behalf of the von Frenckell

family, I would like to...

A horse will take you

to the train to Helsinki.

Thank you, sir.

Can I have a smoke?

- Maaria.

- No!

Justice, fairness

and Finnish civilization.

Stop it!

Have you restored order

to the border area?

Did you ever love me?

- I did.

- But not enough.

- Maybe not.

- You betrayed me.

So kill me then.

I love you, Maaria Lintu.

Shoot me.

Tell them that I tried to escape.

Just like Suutari said

when he shot my brother.

Let me live.

With me?

- Why not?

- Give me my freedom.

I will not die here.

Where is Miss Lintu's

death sentence?

In the corner closet.

You could be

court-martialled for that... sir.

Good point, Suutari.

Why don't you report me.

Well soldiers, time for bed.

Ladies... Ladies!

Help! Fire! Fire!

Raise an alarm! There's a fire!

Major, sir, there's an alarm!

Open the gates!

You can't leave them to burn in there!

Follow me, men!

- Open it!

- Open the door!

All men, form a line!

Prisoners, stop right there!

It's an old trick of the Reds...

Damn it!

Run!

Men, go after them!

Don't shoot!

We're Finnish socialists!

Don't shoot!

We're Finnish socialists!

You red whore!

Maaria! Maaria!

Go!

- Go!

- Maaria!

- You can burn it...

- Maaria, come!

- Or save it to remember me by.

- Maaria!

Maaria. Stay.

God have mercy.

Alexander Muranen.

Major, sir.

Buy The Telegraph!

Germany has surrendered!

Buy The Telegraph!

The War has ended!

Buy The Telegraph!

Germany has surrendered!

The War has ended!

The World War has ended!

Welcome, Government Counsellor.

Welcome.

- Professor von Munck, welcome!

- Thank you.

Welcome,

Government Counsellor Alanko.

Welcome, professor Nevanlinna.

Well, that was back in the

good old imperial days...

Carl. May I introduce you

to my good friend Alex Muranen.

A cunning businessman,

an importer, hard tea.

Professor Baron Carl von Munck.

We've met.