And Quiet Flows the Don (2015): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript
-Ay! Father, what are you?
- What?! I was warning you:
if I notice - I will whip you!
-Go without me.
What do you have to compete with me, huh?
- Aksyuta...
- Ah! Dad, why?
- What for?! What for?!
- My Grishka! My!
For a fool, I'm marrying!
- Well?
- Beat.
I'm not hiding. Sin is on me.
Beat, Stepan.
- You haven't yet cooked?
- No.
- Gather something up to eat.
- Well, tell me, dear, how you were waiting for your husband,
protected your husband's honor.
Bitch
(Screams)
- Where?
Get up.
(Screams.)
Pregnant!
(Screams.)
Man: - Disperse!
Women: - Grishka!
- Grishka! Here and there!
- Petro! Let's go!
- Let's go, let's go, Grishka.
- If you run into me!
- Oh, okay!
- I'll take your soul out!
- Let's go - I'm telling you!
- Well, go ahead!
- I'm walking, dad.
- Go!
- Grisha, oh my God!
(Sobbing.)
thirty
00:07:38.520 --> 00:07:40.439
- Be patient, be patient.
- Let's go to bed.
Marry the son of a bitch.
Tomorrow I'm going to seek the match for him.
- Cut the mare there.
- Went!
- Tpr!
(See.)
- You, Vasilisa, do not grin there.
Unprepared, but you can do the thing
mess up through your mouth.
Your teeth are planted in drunken way
one curves there,
the other is quite the opposite.
- Eh, my friend, a match is not for me,
I'm not with a groom.
- But still don't laugh -
your teeth are not good.
It's bad to even look.
Are you cCrazy?!
- You, Panteley, now be silent.
True omen: steal from the bride
broom - we will not get a refusal.
- You live well.
- Thank God.
- Receive guests, Miron Grigorievich.
- Guests are always welcome.
Marya, give people something to sit on.
- Come on in, please.
Sit down please.
- And we are on business with you.
- What kind of business?
- Had a great night.
- Thank God.
-We have little business for you.
You have a girl-bride, we have a groom.
Maybe we can get together on some occasion?
- Who knows her?
Didn't think to admit
give out to today's meat-eater.
- And what to keep? Or there are too few
old unwed girls?
- Matchmakers came for ours also
on the spring. Ours won't stay long.
The girl got everything
-- it is a sin to annoy merciful god
whether at fields or at home...
- And if a good person comes -
we can marry her
- Marrying is not an issue.
We can marry at any time.
- It goes without saying - it is up to you
The groom, he is like an old man,
does whatever he wants.
And since you, for example, are looking for, maybe
merchant rank of groom or somebody else?
what is it, quite the opposite, sorry.
What is it, my dears
Since such a thing has come, it means
need to sort it out
For your child's happiness.
Natalya - well, you have to search
the world very hard for such girl!
And he is a terrific groom!
Azhnik heart will be in grief,
he is so similar to my
deceased Donyushka
And their family is very hardworking.
Prokofievich is something
- ask around
world famous person
and benefactor!
What to say, we do not wish evil
to our child
- That's the thing,
it is too early to marry
- Not early! True God, not early!
- One has to, sooner or later,
to part.
- Call, Miron Grigorievich,
let's see.
- Natalia!
- Come closer, come on.
- Well, go ahead.
- Got shy.
- By the next Sunday we will come.
- Did you find yourself a groom, fool?
Well, I will, to you, my berry,
find such a groom!
- I do not need, my father, others.
I won’t go, let them not arrange for me.
Then at least take them to the monastery.
- He is a whore, he runs around the women -
glory fell on the whole farm.
- Then refuse!
- "Refuse" to you, Natasha,
and even more so for me.
From my hand - a sack of flour,
when it's like that.
Wife: - Working boy Grishka
Melekhov,
and Natalia has a crush on Gregory
She lost her heart to him
And his face is handsome
- "He's pretty on the face."
But God stole his wits. What, will you
harvest crops off his muzzle?
Why are you stroking me
like a calf cow?!
Marry anyone you like!
If you want for Pasha the fool,
Or for a short-haired girl - I don't care!
Ugh!
- Come on, come on.
We only have a step.
- Bonjour.
- God bless.
- Put the stuff here
We can put it here
- Yeah.
And the cord is silver or gold?
- We can make it gold.
- Aksyush, come to our sunflowers.
And I will come.
(Natalya sings.
Do you knit?
- I do.
What about you, brother?
- Knit-knit, fool,
and he instead of gratitude
will punch you in the face.
- What is it for?
- For your amazing life
I know Grishka - we are friends with him.
This is a bedhopper:
bite and won't not say - what for.
- Don't make a mistake. I don't know him.
- I know more than you
He will be your downfall, Natasha.
Sit in the girls.
What did you find good in him? Well?
Look closely: a filthy guy.
You are silly, Natasha.
Refuse.
- You, bastard, why showed up here?
What?
- Did you come to check us out, grandpa?
- To check you out
And I will tell you to leave.
Step march!
-My dear matchmaker! Matchmaker!
Your masonry is
absolutely unbearable
You think, dear matchmaker, think,
how you want to offend me.
Gaiters with galoshes - once,
Don fur coat - two,
two woolen dresses - three,
silk scarf - four.
After all, this is ruin!
- Grishka is disrespectful, bastard.
Recently I was coming from the church -
I met him -- did not greet me.
Old people are not held in high regard these days.
And you, granddaughter, are you glad, I suppose?
- And I don’t know myself, grandfather.
- Child ... there are no such people in the world.
My dear is affraid to defy
- Well, Christ is with you. God bless.
God forbid.
You didn’t wait, nasty woman, until I die.
Then you would marry.
Without you my life will be bitter.
- Child ... There are no such people in the world.
- Came!
- Came.
And what is on your cheek?
- What?
It must be from a sunflower ...
And here, under the eye.
- I'm gone, Grisha.
- Beats?
- Every day. Sucks out blood.
Twist the skin - so I cannot breathe
and asks: "Does it hurt?"
Do you think it didn't hurt me?
And you are good too... You screwed up
like a whore - and to the side. You all
- Are you looking for someone to blame?
- Are you not guilty?
- If the bitch doesn't want,
the male dog will not jump.
Aksyuta... Wait, wait, a.
Offended? Well wait.
Well, I was rude ...
- Well, I did not come to be a burden.
Don't be afraid.
Does this mean our love is over?
How is it over?! How?
How is it over?
- That's it, Aksinya... Well!
So, Aksinya...
I feel kind of bad in my soul.
Sucks somewhere in the chest.
This is what I thought...
What was, you can’t return it -
why look who to blame now?
We have to live through somehow.
Let's finish you off.
- Stepan?
- Stepan... Let's finish this story!
Male voice: - Noah, go!
- Take off, take off your scarf. Take it, uh
Get down - God forbid they see.
- You don't believe me, Grishatka?
Hey, you were telling me.
Gutarit: "I'm coming from the garden,
I hear human voices in sunflowers.
- Forget it, Petro!
- Yes, voices.
I looked over the wattle fence, and there...
- Stop it, no?!
- Well, let me tell you something, eh.
- Look, Petro, let's fight.
- Ah... She looked through the wattle fence,
and they, darlings, lie ...
lie in an embrace. I say "Who?"
she says: "Aksyutka Astakhova
with your brother."
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Damn him!
Furious! Freaked out! Freaked out!
You look at him!
He will kill! Oh god, he will! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
- Oh! Ouch!
- He'll kill, you damned one!
Noah! Let's go! Noah!
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
He could have killed, bastard!
Such a scoundrel born in fathers bloodline!
Give me a pitchfork!
- Ah! Yes you!..
- It should have been with pull-up.
Here you are!
Well, you're a fool, Grisha!
- You yourself! .. Let's go.
- Noah! Go!
- Panteley! Panteley! Whoa!
Oh... Panteley!
- What?
- Oh! There are your guys
near the Tatar burial mound with pitchforks! ..
Fought with pitchforks!
Grishka yours - proud! -
how hits Petr with a pitchfork to his side! Ouch!
And Petr at the same time fights back!
Oh, so much blood flowed! Bloody!
Come on, yes soon -
maybe you can still make it, Panteley!
Oh, come on, come on! Ouch!
- Stop!
- Whoa!
Two more paddocks and we'll smoke?
- Yes.
- Sure.
Someone is running up the path.
- Dad, no way.
- No, I misunderstood, Grisha.
- Yes, by God, it is him.
- I'll beat you, you sons of bitches!
- What is he?
- Bury yourself behind harvester.
The true god, he will lash with a whip.
While we are figuring out and he'll flog...
- What are you doing here?!
- What?
- Disgrace!
- We mow, what ...
Mowing?! And who was cutting who with a pitchfork?
- What pitchfork? What are you, dad?
- How is it?! Vasilisa,
her mother is a chicken, came running and yelling:
"Your guys fighting with pitchforks!"
What is it like?!
- Vasilisa?! Whoa, dad! Whoa!
- She slept, damned, on a cart -
She saw things
- Kurwa! Oh my god...
I'll whip the bitch!
- Well, so we talked.
- Well, let's go.
- Well, here I am...
- What is this?
- You'll see it there. She made a tobacco pouch
They will see.
- Refuse!
- Ashamed.
- Well, this is at the beginning.
- Eleven days left.
- What?
- Nothing.
Eleven days left.
The song sounds: "How the Don Cossacks,
how Don Cossacks...
How Don Cossacks
Were walking around the villages...
Music.
(Happiness is heard.
The song sounds: "How the Don Cossacks
Were walking around the villages ... "
- Well, matchmakers, for our children!
So that everything is in a good way,
how we got along...
so that in happiness and health
lived their lives!
Together: - Bitter! Bitterly!
- Kiss, gray hens!
- What is the year of the oath?
- Thirty-ninth, son.
- Which one?
- Matchmaker, try the lamb.
- No, you don't treat me with lamb.
I may eat sterlet. It's fatter.
- Let's drink for the young!
What are you?!
- Bitter! Bitterly!
- Bitter!
- Young, kiss! ..
(A whistle is heard.
- Bitter!
- On! On!
- Come on, come on, come on.
Sing: Black Raven,
you are my stray friend,
Where did you fly so far?
Black Raven, you are my stray friend,
Where did you fly so far?
-Where did you fly so far?
Ay, you brought
Ai, brought me a black raven,
White hand with a ring.
Ay, a white hand with a ring.
Ay, I went out, I went out on the porch,
Slightly staggered.
Ay, I went out, I went out on the porch,
I staggered a little,
I staggered slightly.
By the ring of a friend I found out
Whose hand does the raven have.
By the ring of a friend I found out
Whose hand does the raven have.
Whose hand does the raven have!
This is the hand, the hand of my dear -
To know that he was killed in the war.
This is the hand, the hand of my dear -
Know he was killed in the war."
(sing)
(sing)
- What?! I was warning you:
if I notice - I will whip you!
-Go without me.
What do you have to compete with me, huh?
- Aksyuta...
- Ah! Dad, why?
- What for?! What for?!
- My Grishka! My!
For a fool, I'm marrying!
- Well?
- Beat.
I'm not hiding. Sin is on me.
Beat, Stepan.
- You haven't yet cooked?
- No.
- Gather something up to eat.
- Well, tell me, dear, how you were waiting for your husband,
protected your husband's honor.
Bitch
(Screams)
- Where?
Get up.
(Screams.)
Pregnant!
(Screams.)
Man: - Disperse!
Women: - Grishka!
- Grishka! Here and there!
- Petro! Let's go!
- Let's go, let's go, Grishka.
- If you run into me!
- Oh, okay!
- I'll take your soul out!
- Let's go - I'm telling you!
- Well, go ahead!
- I'm walking, dad.
- Go!
- Grisha, oh my God!
(Sobbing.)
thirty
00:07:38.520 --> 00:07:40.439
- Be patient, be patient.
- Let's go to bed.
Marry the son of a bitch.
Tomorrow I'm going to seek the match for him.
- Cut the mare there.
- Went!
- Tpr!
(See.)
- You, Vasilisa, do not grin there.
Unprepared, but you can do the thing
mess up through your mouth.
Your teeth are planted in drunken way
one curves there,
the other is quite the opposite.
- Eh, my friend, a match is not for me,
I'm not with a groom.
- But still don't laugh -
your teeth are not good.
It's bad to even look.
Are you cCrazy?!
- You, Panteley, now be silent.
True omen: steal from the bride
broom - we will not get a refusal.
- You live well.
- Thank God.
- Receive guests, Miron Grigorievich.
- Guests are always welcome.
Marya, give people something to sit on.
- Come on in, please.
Sit down please.
- And we are on business with you.
- What kind of business?
- Had a great night.
- Thank God.
-We have little business for you.
You have a girl-bride, we have a groom.
Maybe we can get together on some occasion?
- Who knows her?
Didn't think to admit
give out to today's meat-eater.
- And what to keep? Or there are too few
old unwed girls?
- Matchmakers came for ours also
on the spring. Ours won't stay long.
The girl got everything
-- it is a sin to annoy merciful god
whether at fields or at home...
- And if a good person comes -
we can marry her
- Marrying is not an issue.
We can marry at any time.
- It goes without saying - it is up to you
The groom, he is like an old man,
does whatever he wants.
And since you, for example, are looking for, maybe
merchant rank of groom or somebody else?
what is it, quite the opposite, sorry.
What is it, my dears
Since such a thing has come, it means
need to sort it out
For your child's happiness.
Natalya - well, you have to search
the world very hard for such girl!
And he is a terrific groom!
Azhnik heart will be in grief,
he is so similar to my
deceased Donyushka
And their family is very hardworking.
Prokofievich is something
- ask around
world famous person
and benefactor!
What to say, we do not wish evil
to our child
- That's the thing,
it is too early to marry
- Not early! True God, not early!
- One has to, sooner or later,
to part.
- Call, Miron Grigorievich,
let's see.
- Natalia!
- Come closer, come on.
- Well, go ahead.
- Got shy.
- By the next Sunday we will come.
- Did you find yourself a groom, fool?
Well, I will, to you, my berry,
find such a groom!
- I do not need, my father, others.
I won’t go, let them not arrange for me.
Then at least take them to the monastery.
- He is a whore, he runs around the women -
glory fell on the whole farm.
- Then refuse!
- "Refuse" to you, Natasha,
and even more so for me.
From my hand - a sack of flour,
when it's like that.
Wife: - Working boy Grishka
Melekhov,
and Natalia has a crush on Gregory
She lost her heart to him
And his face is handsome
- "He's pretty on the face."
But God stole his wits. What, will you
harvest crops off his muzzle?
Why are you stroking me
like a calf cow?!
Marry anyone you like!
If you want for Pasha the fool,
Or for a short-haired girl - I don't care!
Ugh!
- Come on, come on.
We only have a step.
- Bonjour.
- God bless.
- Put the stuff here
We can put it here
- Yeah.
And the cord is silver or gold?
- We can make it gold.
- Aksyush, come to our sunflowers.
And I will come.
(Natalya sings.
Do you knit?
- I do.
What about you, brother?
- Knit-knit, fool,
and he instead of gratitude
will punch you in the face.
- What is it for?
- For your amazing life
I know Grishka - we are friends with him.
This is a bedhopper:
bite and won't not say - what for.
- Don't make a mistake. I don't know him.
- I know more than you
He will be your downfall, Natasha.
Sit in the girls.
What did you find good in him? Well?
Look closely: a filthy guy.
You are silly, Natasha.
Refuse.
- You, bastard, why showed up here?
What?
- Did you come to check us out, grandpa?
- To check you out
And I will tell you to leave.
Step march!
-My dear matchmaker! Matchmaker!
Your masonry is
absolutely unbearable
You think, dear matchmaker, think,
how you want to offend me.
Gaiters with galoshes - once,
Don fur coat - two,
two woolen dresses - three,
silk scarf - four.
After all, this is ruin!
- Grishka is disrespectful, bastard.
Recently I was coming from the church -
I met him -- did not greet me.
Old people are not held in high regard these days.
And you, granddaughter, are you glad, I suppose?
- And I don’t know myself, grandfather.
- Child ... there are no such people in the world.
My dear is affraid to defy
- Well, Christ is with you. God bless.
God forbid.
You didn’t wait, nasty woman, until I die.
Then you would marry.
Without you my life will be bitter.
- Child ... There are no such people in the world.
- Came!
- Came.
And what is on your cheek?
- What?
It must be from a sunflower ...
And here, under the eye.
- I'm gone, Grisha.
- Beats?
- Every day. Sucks out blood.
Twist the skin - so I cannot breathe
and asks: "Does it hurt?"
Do you think it didn't hurt me?
And you are good too... You screwed up
like a whore - and to the side. You all
- Are you looking for someone to blame?
- Are you not guilty?
- If the bitch doesn't want,
the male dog will not jump.
Aksyuta... Wait, wait, a.
Offended? Well wait.
Well, I was rude ...
- Well, I did not come to be a burden.
Don't be afraid.
Does this mean our love is over?
How is it over?! How?
How is it over?
- That's it, Aksinya... Well!
So, Aksinya...
I feel kind of bad in my soul.
Sucks somewhere in the chest.
This is what I thought...
What was, you can’t return it -
why look who to blame now?
We have to live through somehow.
Let's finish you off.
- Stepan?
- Stepan... Let's finish this story!
Male voice: - Noah, go!
- Take off, take off your scarf. Take it, uh
Get down - God forbid they see.
- You don't believe me, Grishatka?
Hey, you were telling me.
Gutarit: "I'm coming from the garden,
I hear human voices in sunflowers.
- Forget it, Petro!
- Yes, voices.
I looked over the wattle fence, and there...
- Stop it, no?!
- Well, let me tell you something, eh.
- Look, Petro, let's fight.
- Ah... She looked through the wattle fence,
and they, darlings, lie ...
lie in an embrace. I say "Who?"
she says: "Aksyutka Astakhova
with your brother."
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Damn him!
Furious! Freaked out! Freaked out!
You look at him!
He will kill! Oh god, he will! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
- Oh! Ouch!
- He'll kill, you damned one!
Noah! Let's go! Noah!
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
He could have killed, bastard!
Such a scoundrel born in fathers bloodline!
Give me a pitchfork!
- Ah! Yes you!..
- It should have been with pull-up.
Here you are!
Well, you're a fool, Grisha!
- You yourself! .. Let's go.
- Noah! Go!
- Panteley! Panteley! Whoa!
Oh... Panteley!
- What?
- Oh! There are your guys
near the Tatar burial mound with pitchforks! ..
Fought with pitchforks!
Grishka yours - proud! -
how hits Petr with a pitchfork to his side! Ouch!
And Petr at the same time fights back!
Oh, so much blood flowed! Bloody!
Come on, yes soon -
maybe you can still make it, Panteley!
Oh, come on, come on! Ouch!
- Stop!
- Whoa!
Two more paddocks and we'll smoke?
- Yes.
- Sure.
Someone is running up the path.
- Dad, no way.
- No, I misunderstood, Grisha.
- Yes, by God, it is him.
- I'll beat you, you sons of bitches!
- What is he?
- Bury yourself behind harvester.
The true god, he will lash with a whip.
While we are figuring out and he'll flog...
- What are you doing here?!
- What?
- Disgrace!
- We mow, what ...
Mowing?! And who was cutting who with a pitchfork?
- What pitchfork? What are you, dad?
- How is it?! Vasilisa,
her mother is a chicken, came running and yelling:
"Your guys fighting with pitchforks!"
What is it like?!
- Vasilisa?! Whoa, dad! Whoa!
- She slept, damned, on a cart -
She saw things
- Kurwa! Oh my god...
I'll whip the bitch!
- Well, so we talked.
- Well, let's go.
- Well, here I am...
- What is this?
- You'll see it there. She made a tobacco pouch
They will see.
- Refuse!
- Ashamed.
- Well, this is at the beginning.
- Eleven days left.
- What?
- Nothing.
Eleven days left.
The song sounds: "How the Don Cossacks,
how Don Cossacks...
How Don Cossacks
Were walking around the villages...
Music.
(Happiness is heard.
The song sounds: "How the Don Cossacks
Were walking around the villages ... "
- Well, matchmakers, for our children!
So that everything is in a good way,
how we got along...
so that in happiness and health
lived their lives!
Together: - Bitter! Bitterly!
- Kiss, gray hens!
- What is the year of the oath?
- Thirty-ninth, son.
- Which one?
- Matchmaker, try the lamb.
- No, you don't treat me with lamb.
I may eat sterlet. It's fatter.
- Let's drink for the young!
What are you?!
- Bitter! Bitterly!
- Bitter!
- Young, kiss! ..
(A whistle is heard.
- Bitter!
- On! On!
- Come on, come on, come on.
Sing: Black Raven,
you are my stray friend,
Where did you fly so far?
Black Raven, you are my stray friend,
Where did you fly so far?
-Where did you fly so far?
Ay, you brought
Ai, brought me a black raven,
White hand with a ring.
Ay, a white hand with a ring.
Ay, I went out, I went out on the porch,
Slightly staggered.
Ay, I went out, I went out on the porch,
I staggered a little,
I staggered slightly.
By the ring of a friend I found out
Whose hand does the raven have.
By the ring of a friend I found out
Whose hand does the raven have.
Whose hand does the raven have!
This is the hand, the hand of my dear -
To know that he was killed in the war.
This is the hand, the hand of my dear -
Know he was killed in the war."
(sing)
(sing)