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stay over there.
I shouldn't
be saying this, comrade Commissar,
but maybe
it's for the best.
If the Germans have won,
he'll be safe.
I know it's wrong, but perhaps
he has made the right choice.
- Oh! Oh, Tania!
- Tania?
- Oh, Tania!
- Tania!
Oh, my God! Oh!
I need a doctor!
A doctor!
I have a pass.
I have a pass!
You must let her cross.
Please!
- It's useless. She'll never make it.
- No! No, she will!
She's my daughter!
She's my daughter!
- I beg of you!
- All right.
- Oh, thank you!
- Put this one on the boat.
Where is he?
Where's the major?
A few inches
from your face.
I've been such a fool,
Vassili.
Man will always be man.
There is no new man.
We tried so hard to create
a society that was equal,
where there'd be nothing
to envy your neighbor.
But there's always
something to envy.
A smile...
a friendship.
Something you don't have
and want to appropriate.
In this world...
even a Soviet one...
there will always
be rich and poor.
Rich in gifts...
poor in gifts.
Rich in love...
poor in love.
Tania isn't coming back.
She's dead, Vassili.
She was cut down by shrapnel.
It was quick.
I don't think
she even saw it coming.
She was on her way
back to you.
As soon as she had seen Mrs. Filipov to
the boats, she was coming back for you.
She was right.
You're a good man, Vassili.
I want to help you,
Vassili.
Let me do one last thing.
Something useful
for a change.
Let me show you
where the major is.
Don't do that.
Don't do that!
Today, February3, 1943,
is an ominous day for Hitler...
and the endless columns of hundreds
of thousands of German prisoners.
It is an unforgettable day
of hope for our motherland.
After 180days of heroic combat...
in the market city
of Stalingrad,
and as a result of the valor
and self-sacrifice of our soldiers,
the commander
of our glorious Red Army...
received
the unconditional surrender...
of the German fascist invaders.
Sorry. No, young man,
I cannot find...
- a matching name in the book.
- This is the address and her name.
- She is not here.
Yes, this is our address,
but we don't have her anymore.
- This is the address. She's been here.
- I'm so sorry.
- She wrote to me.
- I looked three times. She's not here.
Believe me, there is no Tania Chernova.
I can't help you.
I'm so sorry.
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