Aleksandra Page #2

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But I only understood that lately.

I didn't understand your grandfather.

He'd stopped loving strong people.

It's complicated for a soldier.

-Where are you going?

- Especially a Russian.

Let's talk a while.

This'll make the others happy!

- Discussion over.

- Go to bed!

OK, OK.

Go to bed. I'm going, too.

What's that?

Good Lord, what's that?

Well, I'm not going to stay here.

Not everybody's sleeping.

There's movement.

Let's not get lost.

Looking for someone?

Can I help you?

Goodnight.

OK, thanks.

I can't reach my wife.

She's really depressed.

Where am I going?

I can't see a soul.

Have they all gone or what?

Halt! Who goes there?

Who are you going to see?

-You, clearly.

-Why me?

Wait! Where's she from?

Look in the bag!

- What now?

- I'll just have a look.

- Go ahead.

-Who are you going to see?

There's something soft, Andrey.

I want to sit down for a while.

Get off me.

Get off me, I said!

I'm going through, anyway!

It stinks of dog in there!

It always smells of something here!

I'm getting used to it...

Where's the dog?

There hasn't been one for ages!

You're not allowed to be here.

I'm not asking your opinion.

Do you hear?

What is it?

Keep quiet.

Don't say anything.

"Keep quiet."

You're not hypnotizing him, are you?!.

Sit up straight.

You're a bit silly, you are...

Stop it!

What are you looking at?

Why are you staring at me?

It's my duty.

It's his duty.

Absolutely.

Yeah, sure...

Soldier, what are you doing?

I can do it, too!

- Stop playing with your weapon!

- Sania, look!

Do you hear me?

It hurts my arms...

- Do you have anything to eat?

- Sure.

Just let me find it for you.

Do you like meat pie?

- I want one, too!

- Here.

Thank you.

- What's in them?

- A bit of everything: meat...

Hungry, weren't you?

Is it tasty?

Good.

Where are you going?

Sania, look!

There's nowhere to go...

You were hungry...

Are you badly fed?

We're very well fed.

The enemy...

never sleeps.

Aren't you scared?

- And you?

- I am.

Do you get homesick?

- No.

- No?

I thought you were from here.

I thought I was dead.

Then, I realized you weren't.

- I wasn't going to kill you?

- No.

I'm not homesick.

Back home in Russia,

the women are mean.

Why are they mean?

You watch too much TV.

The women are glued to it.

And they envy the people on TV.

They just think of money, right?

What else?

Well, the Fatherland!

- What Fatherland?

- What?

This Fatherland?

What Fatherland?

Boys, boys... I'm tired.

We need to rest.

I'm going to sit down.

It's dirty!

It doesn't matter.

The stool is old.

Never mind.

You can't stay on that stool!

-You're gonna fall over, Grandma!

- No, I won't... Grandad!

Sania, go back to your sentry box.

Back to your post.

Great! I'm going.

Keep an eye on her.

Go on.

Virgin Mary,

save us, poor sinners...

Open the gate!

Go on!

Hold it back!

I'll go back.

- Take care.

-Thank you.

Alexandra Nikolaevna!

- Is that right?

- Quite right.

Why are you wandering around?

- Are you properly settled in?

-Yes, just fine.

I'm walking around,

talking to the soldiers...

-What do they tell you?

- Don't worry, they don't complain.

Last night,

you were in the minefield.

Please come into my office.

This way.Through here.

Don't get up.

Come on in!

Stay there.

Don't get up.

- Let them sleep.

- Move your socks.

Leave them be.

It's stifling in here.

They were clearing mines.

They should have a wash!

Is there no other place to sit down?

Keep going.

Usually, there's almost no-one here.

It's my fault.

- It's hot.

- Come over here.

-Who are you?

-The unit commander.

Let's go.

- You can sit here.

- Here?

Well, alright.

- What's this?

-The men's wash area.

Really?

- Is my Denis in your unit?

- Kazakov?

Yes. It's usually girls

who come to visit him.

He asked me to allow you to come.

I accepted.

- Did you ask questions?

- Yes.

People like you no longer visit.

What was worrying you?

You've been fighting for so long...

You're used to it now.

Do you enjoy it?

It's not right...

Denis is a professional soldier.

And it's his income.

He's one of the best in the division.

And he has the best scouts.

It's almost war here.

To become like him,

you have to fight in the field.

I'm sick of this military pride.

You can destroy!

When will you learn to rebuild?

Take my Denis:

If nothing happens to him

and he stays alive...

he'll be discharged.

But shooting is the only thing

he knows how to do.

What do you actually want?

I don't understand you.

Where's my hotel?

Your "hotel"!...

Straight ahead over there.

Over there...

Give me your arm.

Walk alongside the stockade.

It's straight ahead over there...

- On the right.

- Over there?

See the armored vehicle?

It's over there.

Bang it in!

Look, like this!

The nails are rusty.

You're caught!

I've got you!

I recognized you!

You never stay still!

-Why didn't you sleep?

-Where are you going?

I've got something to do.

I'll be back tonight.

Get some sleep. Have a rest.

- Promise you'll sleep?

- I promise.

I don't believe you!

Go on, Grandma.

I don't have time!... To your posts!

Be careful.

Go, go!

Look after yourself!

What are you doing here?

-What's your name?

- Andrey.

Well?

I have to stay with you and feed you.

Sure...

Don't you remember me?

I'm not hungry right now.

When I get hungry tonight,

I'll find you. Till then, you're free.

That's not possible.

How so?

Not possible?

I said you're free. Run along!

Alexandra Nikolaevna...

I said, run along! Go on!

Alexandra Nikolaevna!

I don't like people watching me.

Run along!

Good Lord...

I'll put my jacket on.

My scarf.

What else? Nothing.

- Where's the exit?

- Answer her.

- Over there, on the right.

- OK.

Lift it up! What're you waiting for?

- Where's the market?

- Are you allowed out?

- I need to go to the market.

-That way.

- Go to the station...

- Not all at once!

- Left.

- Left?

- We're not allowed to.

-Why not?

- Buy us some cigarettes.

- What else?

Cookies. It's just...

- Just what?

- We don't have any money.

We really don't.

Oh, you...

Cross the tracks: there's no train.

OK, OK.

Near the station. I remember now.

Thanks, lads.

We don't have any money on us.

- Don't jostle me.

- You did!

-The market?

- Over there.

- Over there?

- Yes.

OK...

Here we are.

How much?

How much is it?

#Why won't you answer?#

#It's not for sale?#

This shapka's lovely.

Buy it.

Thank you.

- I'd like to.

- Call in again.

Buy something off me.

Well, really!

- Men's clothes...

- Mom!

- I don't need any.

- Leave her alone.

My God!

I'd almost convinced her!

How much are these cigarettes?

Are they for soldiers

or officers?

- Soldiers.

- Mercenaries?

Draftees.

I didn't bring my money!

I'm sorry.

-Tomorrow?

- Tomorrow.

Of course.

Are you alright?

Sit down.

I'd love to.

Stay a while.

I'm tired.

Have a rest. Are you in pain?

Yes, all over.

I'm tired.

What do you want?

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