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Button up, you'll catch cold.|Is this village Kamenka?

No, no. This is Bagoushovka.

The Germans have been here|two days already.

- Is the cow-shed locked?|- No.

You're going to lead us out, along|with the cow. Got that, dad?

And don't try any tricks.|You'll get us out and run back.

Be quick about it. Just be naturaI.

Yes, alright. If I have to, I have to.

I like men with common sense.|Fliora, are you awake?

Your doors squeak.|Better grease'em.

How come the Germans didn't kill|the dogs? It's not right.

You're white and your cow, too.|What'll we cover you with?

- I'll get something in the house.|- A rifle, maybe?

That's a trick you can pull on my|neighbor. His name's "Idiot".

There's horse manure.|Roll in it.

What's your rank in the police?

No, I'm not in the police!|It's the defensive brigade.

Let's go now, and quick! Wouldn't|want your wife start missing you.

Go on!

Don't turn around, or you'll fall.

Crouch down.

Now you go back.

Back home. Got it?

And keep your mouth shut.|You tell nobody.

Get going! Run!

Or your old lady'll bawI you out!

I wonder what our dad's doing now?

He took a little walk|to do his business.

He had a nice pair of boots on.|Box-calf leather.

Maybe he's looking for us,|wants to trade his boots for mine?

Nice cow, good one, stay here.

Hold still!

Hold still, my dear.

Go on, milk her!

We'll get drunk, you and me.|That's the good life!

Uncle Roubej!

Ho, giddup! Giddup, ho!

Hey, what are you doing?|What are you doing, comrade?

I got no time to waste talking|with you!

You got a hatchet? There's meat.|A cow's been killed there!

Hey, wait! It's my horse|you're taking!

There're kids, a lot of people|starving to death!

And us, ain't we people, too?

People are fighting,|and you stay nice and warm inside.

Look what they did!

See what they did?

Easy, boy, take it easy.

You crazy or what?

Put it all in there.

The belt, the jacket...|Hide it in there.

Go on, hurry!

Oh, such a thing!

- What village is that?|- Perekhody.

- We got two families with that name.|- You'll be a Perekhod, too. Got it?

We had one like you who got drowned.|You'll be him.

What was his name?

You got a mother, you got sisters|and brothers.

Olga, Katka, Fedia, and little Sonia.|You remember it all.

Your mother's name is Fiokla Perekhod.

And your name is Zhenka.|You got it?

Let's get out of here.

This morning, I insulted|a German soldier.

And where's my father?

- Say he's gone.|- Gone where?

Where? Hell! What does it matter?|Come with me.

Say you're Mitrophane,|my grandson. You got it?

This is my family.|Aksinya Perekhod, my daughter-in-law...

my sister and her children.

- And who's that?|- My son-in-law. He's an accountant.

Those are my sister's children,|Lima, Raya,

Zoika, Vika, Veronica,|and little Boris.

Get down!|Search the houses!

We came to see you...

These are our neighbors, Maria and|her kids, Lucia, Frosia, Fenya, Ivan.

We know what they want. They'll|take some and deport them to Germany.

Who are they going to take? You?

Come in. Everything's fine.

You go and look on the roof.

Quiet... quiet.

Do you speak German?

Me? Yes. Do you speak it, too?

Do you speak German, too?

Sit down.

Please, eat.

You take all you want, Sir.

What have you got here?

Oh, partisan!

They put up resistance not far from|here.

Why are you drinking alone?|Pour some for me, too.

Please, schnapps.

Inhabitants of the village of|Perekhody!

Inhabitants of the village of|Perekhody!

Everybody in the village!|Listen attentively!

You all take children|and your papers.

Go to the village square.

We look at papers of all families|and lists...

...and how German Army authorities'|orders are being followed.

You must have all documents

proving delivery of|agriculture products.

No one is to stay in house,|in barn,

in cellar, on roof or in attic...

Wait! Where are you running?|They're going to slaughter you!

What are you staring at?|Look down, bastard!

I'm going to kill him!

Take something to eat|for two days.

Bring all children...

...Maintain order and discipline...

Germany is... civilized country.

Everyone who goes to Germany

must have a toothbrush,

toothpaste, shoe-polish, soap,

a toweI for every member of a family.

To take fruits and vegetables|is forbidden

in order not to infect Europe.

I, the officer of|sanitary inspection,

ascertain that the cause of death|was seven bullets

that got stuck|in the upper thorax.

Anyone who won't follow|the orders of the German Army

will meet the same|miserable fate.

Herr Major, everything is fine!

Sturmbanfuhrer, everything's ready.

Do we invite them in?|Will there be any signaI?

Damn it! Bugger those bastards!

Welcome, my dear friends!

We caught a yid!

This kike bastard wasn't smart enough|not to get caught!

Dirty Jew!

Grab him!

Let me out! What are you doing,|bastards? I'm one of you!

Quiet!

Now, we're starting our village|meeting.

If anybody got anything to say,|go ahead and sign in!

What are they doing there?

Quiet down!

Get out without children.

Right here, out of the window.

Leave the children.

Come on, move it!

Beasts!

Come on, get out.

Have you heard that he's taken up|command of a division?

That's great! Don't you think so?

Let go!

What a picture!

I'll kill you!

To the right.

Look! Empty! Empty!

Ah, piss-ass clerks, that's what|you are! The intelligentsia!

More gasoline.|Let it soak through.

Get up! Lead the cows!

You! March!|Go! Faster!

Faster, you bastard!

Petro, want some honey?

We'II leave you here, grandma...|to reproduce!

You make all of us some children.

To love... to have children...

Out of the way!

Move! Out of the way!

Wait!

Are you all crazy?!

You want to just kill them?..|Just like that?

They're all SS! Punitive detachment!|They lit the fire. We're not Germans!

Sit down!

They made us do everything.

Bastards! I lost my children|in that burning hell!

Rank and unit?

Walter Stein, SD Major.|15th Einsatzkommando.

That's the fuhrer.|He gave all the orders.

He's an old, sick man.

He never did any harm to anyone.

He is,

like his father was,|a man of principle.

He... he never harbored|any hatred of your people.

He's never killed anyone,|he wouldn't kill a fly.

Everyone here can confirm that,|and he hopes they will.

He's just a tired, old man.|"I want to quit. "

That's what he's saying.

He wants to take care of his grand-|children. He's got grandkids like you.

But this is war time, and it's|nobody's fault, this German says.

Swine! Dog!

A typicaI German!

Bastard! Sh*t!

He's the one...

He's the one who said: "Leave|the children.

You can come out,|but not the children".

He's a fascist! Executioner!

Yes, I said that: "Come out|and leave the children".

Translate it.

I said that because with the children|it starts all over again.

You've got no right to be.

Not every race|has a right to exist.

Listen!

Everyone, listen!

Inferior races|spread the contagion of communism.

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