Burnt by the Sun Page #6

My love!

- Try.

- All right.

Go on.

Was it you

who sent him there?

Yes. It was me.

Marussya!

He left alone, of his own free will.

He had a choice.

Many of them had a choice.

It was that or prison.

We all have an alternative, Marussya.

We can talk, we can keep silent.

We can leave, we can stay.

We always have a choice.

But why him?

I was in the NKVD only briefly, years ago.

Remember, we sent a lot of them abroad...

...to embassies, consulates...

...as correspondents...

And besides...

...he already knew things.

He spoke their languages.

Marussya! Let's move to

a dacha in the state.

You know, it's good there.

They are tidy, very clean...

with a small fence...

...white covers, pool table,

...a volleyball court, guards ...

You can't just enter like this.

At the Kremlin, they have a wrong picture of me.

I'm still Colonel.

Look!

Look at that!

We live like bums!

If you like, we can take

your grandmothers with us.

Tell me...

What if it had been you...

...if they had said that to

you, would you have gone?

Would you have left us?

Of course.

I'm a soldier.

Besides, Marussya...

...I would have left because...

...I love my Motherland!

Whereas he left because

he was scared. To stay alive.

You understand the difference?

My darling!

There's duty, and there's fear.

You understand the difference?

Well done!

Tell me, Nadine, my friend...

can you tap dance?

...can you tap dance?

Can I what?

No?

I'll teach you.

Let's go.

Marussya! Do it!

Go on.

Please...

Marussya, please...

I beg you...

Three, four...

No. Start again.

One more time.

Go on.

Mitya!

Mitya!

...I wanted...

Marussya, I understand, I know...

I'll be leaving soon.

Ask Sergei to come down.

I'd like to talk to him.

You're leaving?

To be frank, Nadine...

No.

I can't lie to you.

Tonight, a car is going to come.

Hurrah! A car!

It's our secret, all right?

Mum's the word.

It's a military secret.

Well, Nadya?

- Go outside.

- No.

Well, do you know this game?

You have to hold the note.

You breathe in...

...then breathe out, and I count.

I count.

Take a good, deep breath...

...and breathe out softly.

One, two...

...three...

You sent for me?

Well, what?

Well...

Not a word to anyone.

You're our guest.

Continue playing the game.

When the car comes, we'll leave.

Today we're playing soccer.

Do you play?

I used to.

On Sundays, we always play soccer!

Sergei Petrovich, have you understood me?

Absolutely.

The car arrives in two hours.

Let's not waste time. Soccer!

Soccer! Where's the bird

who's leaving by balloon?

Daddy, Daddy! Look!

What, Nadya?

Well done.

That's very good, Nadya!

Daddy, Daddy!

Look what Uncle Mitya can do!

- Nothing at all.

- You can.

Stop it...

Daddy, tell him!

All right. Go on.

Show us.

Don't be shy.

All right.

Stop!

Watch, Nadya.

Watch carefully.

Can your Uncle Mitya do this?

What's wrong?

It's the dance of the bird

who's leaving by balloon.

Soccer!

Hey, fellow!

Is Zagorienka in this direction?

What?

I'm asking if Zagorienka

or Zagorianka is this way?

- It's not around here.

- What?

I was told that...

Who told you? That's Gribnevo.

My brother-in-law's there.

- But I was told that...

- There's no Zagorianka here.

I was told this way!

Damn! Those fellows back there...

Look, baldie...

...come over here.

Listen carefully.

I'm not speaking Chinese!

If you go that way,

you'll end up in Petriayevo...

...then Kuzem, then Petrovo...

...and then Goriayevo.

There's no Zagorianka.

Get the hell out of here!

Zagorianka, my ass!

Stupid bastard!

I'll make you eat your cap,

I will!

You fool!

You'll see...

Fool!

You know f***ing everything!

Fool!

You know nothing!

You sleep here, a**hole...

...and you know nothing!

Hand!

- Penalty!

- What hand?

Off-side!

Sergei Petrovich!

Have you got it?

- The ball.

- I'll get it.

Sergei Petrovich, perhaps...

...you haven't understood me.

You have only one hour left.

How will you spend it?

What did you think?

That I'd be burning papers?

Or that I'd commit suicide?

I'd like to know whether...

...or not you were forced to

come. Hans Christian Andersen.

What?

You tell awful fairy tales.

And why,

...why, in your stories, didn't you say...

...that since 1923...

...you've worked in counter-espionage...

...and that, as a so-called "pianist" or "musician"...

...you fingered eight generals

from the White Army?

That, thanks to you, they were

brought here by force...

...and shot without a trial...

...as enemies of the people?

Because they weren't, perhaps?

They were...

...but I fought against them

for four years.

Whereas you were on their side...

...and you fingered them.

All eight generals...

Kornev...

...Weiner, Machkov...all of them!

Sergei Petrovich, you know that I was forced.

By whom?

Who forced you, my angel?

In '23, I had never...

...heard of you.

We bought you...

...like a whore.

Don't dare speak to me like that!

I only wanted one thing...

to come back to this house.

They promised that to me, and I believed it.

Your pals promised it to me.

"Do it..."

"...and we'll let you go back." They lied to me.

And they took everything I had.

Everything!

My life, my profession...

...my love, Marussya, my Motherland, my faith!

You took it all from me!

So that's why you came back!

To revel in it...

...to delight in your suffering.

To savor it, drop by drop...

...sip by sip.

And then...

...wham!

"Citizen Kotov, I arrest you!"

In fact, I've committed a crime of prevarication.

- I warned you.

- You're lying!

You're still lying!

You act like the cheapest of all whores!

You lie to everyone.

So that afterward, I'll take that into account.

You know how it will end?

Who'll dare touch me?

Huh? Who?

Me, a hero of the Revolution, a colonel!

Who would dare touch Kotov?

I'll repeat that to you.

And I'll watch you closely when...

...in five or six days...

...you'll crawl in your sh*t...

...and admit, in writing...

...that since 1920 you've been

spying for the Germans...

...and since 1923, for the Japanese...

...that you're a terrorist...

...and that you wanted

to murder Stalin!

And if you don't sign, you scum, we'll remind you...

...that you have a wife and daughter!

Daddy! Daddy!

The pioneers are coming to see you.

Your pioneers!

What pioneers?

Where's Uncle Mitya?

Uncle Mitya found the ball.

Nadya, why is everyone so cruel to me...

...in this house?

Daddy, hurry. They're here!

- Let's go.

- Yes, Nadya.

Let's all go.

Let's go.

They have flags.

I didn't hurt you too much?

No, it's fine.

Why did you go in front of the car?

So that you don't do any nonsense.

And the house search?

Tomorrow.

Why tomorrow?

Because I won't be there.

I understand.

So, hush.

The car arrives and we're going. That's it.

Alright.

I promise.

The pioneer detachment

that proudly bears...

...Comrade Kotov's name...

...the glorious hero of the Revolution...

...renowned Bolshevik and legendary colonel...

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