Come and See

BYELARUSFILM|MOSFILM

Are you crazy? What the sh*t?

What the hell are you doing?

You playing games?

Who are you playing with?

With whom? You're digging?

You're digging again!

All right, go on digging, bastards!

You goddamn bastards!

So you are hiding?

But you can't hide anymore!

They'll find you even underground.|They'll get you!

Come out! Do as I told you!

Come on, get out!

It's you I'm talking to!

Do this, do that!|Wipe your ass with your fingers!

Ordering me around like|another Flemish idiot!

That's what I used to be,|now I'm a German idiot!

We'll see about this.

You won't obey your uncle,|you'll obey a strong stick!

Get up!

They're hiding,|shitting cans!

The pioneers of hiding!

You're only good for one thing:|milking goats or slopping pigs!

You laughing?|You won't laugh for long.

Enough!|The good times are over.

You'II learn your lesson!

What are you sitting here for?|Go work, or I f*** your mutter!

Byelorussia, 1943

Go on, dig! Without any guns,|they won't let us join.

Nothing around here.

And where have I got mine?|I didn't buy it in a store.

It's not for me you're digging.|I'm ready to go!

Hello? Is this Berlin?

So, you did it? Your pants are full,|right?

What did I tell you?

COME AND SEE:

Screenplay by|A. ADAMOVICH, E. KLIMOV

Directed by|E. KLIMOV

Director of Photography|A. RODIONOV

Production Designer|V. PETROV

Music by O. YANCHENKO|Sound by V. MORS

Starring

A. KRAVCHENKO, O. MIRONOVA|L.LAUTSYAVICHUS, V.BAGDONAS

Yu. LUMISTE, V. LORENTZ|K. RABETSKY, Ye. TILICHEYEV

Music by Mozart|was used in the film

Oh, sonny...

Oh, sonny...

How will you explain it to your|dad when he returns?

He will come back|and find nobody here.

Have pity on yourself.

If you can't have any pity for me,|then have pity for them.

For the love of God...

Have you no heart?

Stop talking like that, mom.|They're all going, I can't stay here.

What are you doing?

Then kill all of us, right now.|Why wait?

Go on, kill them!|Kill all of us!

You're not going anywhere!|You're not going!

Mother!

Hello there.|Or should I say good morning?

Right. Your weapon, where is it?

- Where's your weapon?|- It's right here.

And who are these two?|Twins?

That's right, twins.

Out of the same litter.

The sun's nearly up.

Shall we go?

Not yet.|When they put the cows out.

We want a crowd to watch.

Take these, sonny.|They will make you warm.

With us, he'll stay warm.

Don't you worry,|we'll see that he's alright.

He'll be like in a pioneer camp.

Buttermilk... Take what you like.

Got something stronger?|Milk with a little kick?

If I'd known you wanted to drink...

We never do.|Only on holidays.

And at funerals.

We maintain discipline. Our commander|is a career officer.

Kossatch! That's the man, alright.

You come too close, he'll make you go|away. You go away, he'll get you.

- Remember Bobok?|- What Bobok?

The one who was half deaf.

He wanted to sleep on guard duty.|Kossatch didn't bother to wake him up.

Enough of that!

Woke up or didn't, it doesn't matter.

Makes you laugh, eh?

Women here like to sleep late.|Why are you standing? Sit down!

We don't have time to sit here.|If they catch us, that'll be the end.

One day I was sitting so good|that now I never sit down.

Know what I mean, mother?|A shrapneI, as big as a fist!

You may laugh,|but it was right here.

What's the matter with those cows?

A couple of rounds in the air|would wake them.

Women! Get'em out!

Alright, let's go!

Why are you taking him away?

Get a good breath of air.

Milked or not, get'em out!

Where are you taking him?

He's a good boy,|he hurts nobody!

He's always polite!

Good people! Who could throw|a stone at such a boy?!

- What are you doing?|- Keep your hands off!

Come, say goodbye to your brother.

Here, hold the bird.|And don't move!

Out of the way!

Out of the way!

Look.

It's Yustin, mayor of the village.|Idiot!

I don't understand.

My little Fliora! My son!

My son!

Hello, everybody!

Hello.

Just keep going, lad, keep going.

Why rip it off with the skin?

What are you doing?|I'm still alive!

Nurse, water...

Hello.

Go on, move!

- Hello.|- Hello.

Who is the last one?

Don't sit in the Major's chair!

All of you, shut up!

Close up a little!|And you, look forward!

What's that? You call it your face?|Look at your comrade's face!

Ah, what a suit!|Over here.

You'II lie down right here.

Like that.|Don't take your suit off yet.

Hey, you cow!

WE'D RATHER EAT YOU|THAN LET THE ENEMY GET YOU

Make room for the cow!

Hurry up, Perekhod! We ain't got|all day!

I've got only one sheet of film.|This is the last one, so hold it.

Our father is here!

Quiet down! I'm ready.

Look at this man. He put on|a new suit and he stays still.

Let's make a trade.|I took it from a live guy.

Ah, our Chief. Welcome, Comrade.

Will you give us a picture?

Rise up, our country wide and great,

Rise up for a deadly fight

With fascists daring to invade,

With black hordes of the night.

Let our noble wrath swell on,

Like a big and surging wave.

The people's war is going on,

Our sacred war of faith.

Who is there?

Password.

Password!

- Are you new?|- Yeah.

- Your name?|- Gaishoun. Third squad.

- Why didn't you shoot?|- I recognized you, Comrade Commander.

Whenever a man doesn't stop or say|the password, shoot!

Yes, only...

No excuses.|Extra duty as a punishment.

Thanks.

- Where is he?|- Who? Password!

- Where'd he go?|- Password, I said!

That damned owI again!

Go to sleep. Your watch is up.

...in the immediate proximity|of the enemy...

are fulfilling their duty day and|night...

And today I got two notes,

Very cryptically drawn.

Every line contained just dots,

For me to guess it on my own.

How am I to find|What is on his mind...

Ivan, come here!

I'm going to tell you the truth.|This will be a hard time for us.

Old partisans know only too well|what a siege means.

It means Hitler's "all-out war".

His objective is to exterminate|all of us.

Our duty is to defend to the end|every territory

that the High Command|has put into our hands.

But the situation is complicated,

and it's going to change every|moment.

So we must be vigilant.

You have a weapon in your hands|and a head on your shoulders.

Or, as our Commander says,

to live and never say "What the heck"|is not my way.

I've said it before, I'll say it|again:

A partisan never asks how many|fascists are there?

No. He asks, "Where are the fascists?"

Well, right now, they are here,|on our soiI.

Every one of you|helps decide

how long this war will last.

We won't have any cowards here.

Not one of you is going to be|a coward.

Their main weapon is fear.

They want to make slaves of you,|just bugs, to crush you down.

They're the ones who are going|to be scared of us! No mercy to them!

They don't deserve any.

We'll all be asked one day|what we did here.

Any wounded or sick?|Any who can't march alone?

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

We have to organize a reserve|station in any case.

- No wounded or sick!|- No one playing tricks!

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