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calm in such a way.

Clean harder, don't forget under the armchairs.

Go to sleep, it's late.

Will you tell?

You are not a child!

Anyways tell me.

Anyways tell me.

Once during a fight two pilots saw storks, "leleky", coming

back home,

and they had a front line ahead. Explosion, smoke, fire...

and they had a front line ahead. Explosion, smoke, fire...

And then our father and uncle Kolya decided to escort

them...

Will father come back?

Yes. When will all the birds.

Nikolay! Right and down! Do you see?

What?

Storks are coming back home. See?

Storks? They are heading for antiaircrafts! -Across the front

line!

Ivan! They won't make it!

We've got to help!

Jump, Ivan! Jump!

Without sails, from the ground,

take me up to the skies, hey, hoy, tailless hound.

So I decided to visit my fellows,

and they say that we've got a new neighbour.

There's no Ivan, yesterday I got a report.

I don't believe you. Understand? Even if you brought the

document, I wouldn't believe you.

Why did you come?

That's not good. Our condition: you give to me, I give to you.

Lousy!

Let Ivan rest in peace, and I... get divorced.

Marry me!

You won't survive alone. And you have to raise your son.

And I love you! Once I saw you I...

Don't approach! I'll call Stefa.

My mother beat me with a birch root so that Iwon't walk with

a young recruit!

So that I won't walk with a young recruit.

My mother beat me with a birch root so that Iwon't walk with

a young recruit!

My mother beat me with a birch root.

Germans caught me, strike me and than said me:"Welcome

to our army".

And I say:
Khren vam!

What's "Khren vam?"

My mother beat me with a birch root so that Iwon't walk with

a young recruit!

Welcome, Stepan Vasilievich! Did you rest well?

Aah.! As if I am born again! Good...

But on the last day what on earth made me to go to a witch,

to a fortune-teller.

She predicted the victory to the day. Can you believe it?

Where is Ivan, I said? And she replied, at the cemetery.

And what did I tell you?

Well, let's pray for him.

But, she said, the cemetery isn't human.

Really?

It's birds'.

Good, good. Bring the keys there...

I have to scalp one person.

Atail.

Atail.

Come, come, come.

Awing.

Awing.

Acompass.

Acompass.

Give me the jaws.

(Speaking Tatar.)Good afternoon, father. I am Lyuba's

husband.

I love her with all my heart. Bread! Road! Son! Water! I love

her!

Naskrizny!

Yes, Comrade Colonel.

Take it! Shave! Shave my hair, Naskrizny.

What for?

Give it to me.

It's more difficult to sculp.

Abit further. Fine! Fine, Fine.

Guerard!

Good day, Lyubov Anvarovna!

This is a gift for you from Kamchatka. Vanya! You are so heavy

already!

This is for you.

What's this?

Achewing gum.

Does the gum exist?

Yes, there is on Chukchi Peninsula.

Get dressed!

Sashka told me, a chewing gum doesn't exist.

I'll be right back

Listen, Lyuba, do you remember Guerard? An African pilot.

Ivan rescued him. I am in correspondence with him.

But don't say a word to anybody- We are corresponding with

the help of a Polish pilot.

Guerard is in Canada now. He is working for Red Cross.

They are waiting for me.

Guerard saw Ivan in Canada!

Oh... but... I have to tidy up the flat.

Lyuba! Lyuba, I am going to Minsk now.

I 'll be back in a month. We'll try to write a letter to Ivan.

When I am back- I'll report!

Ivan!

Good day, sir!

Lyuba was killed.

Uncle Kolya, what is your plane?

MiG-15

Ok.

Vanya, nip down to the shops. Buy some bread.

Who? Why? Unknown.

She was found killed.

They didn't take anything. The Gold Star of the Hero wasn't

taken.

That's the way we play ball in the ball park- I am alone, and

Vanya is alone.

We will act through Red Cross, meanwhile I am completing

the formalities about adopting.

Vanya is adult now, he understands everything.

Uncle Kolya? Can you bring papa from Canada on your plain?

Not by MiG. We need an other plain for this.

You will have to wait, Ivan.

I will.

Thank you.

That's enogh. Spare the wings.

(Speaking Indian.) Don't forget us, Ivan!

My mother beat me with a birch root so that Iwon't walk with

a young recruit!

And I walked until c*cks-crow...

Without sails, from the ground, take me up to the skies, hey,

hoy, tailless hound.

Hey, be quiet. Americans are all over here.

Wow! The hostile grew tall, more than 2 metres!

Comrade?! Comrade Indian! Comrade Indian Are you local

resident?

(Speaking Ukrainian) Of this place.

And where is the post here?

Two miles away.

I have to... telegraph, urgently.

Comrade Colonel!

You telegram.

May I go? Go. Yes sir!

Today, at 12.07 Moscow time nearby the Black Folks

settlement

I met Dodoka as an American Indian.

The delegation head of the Soviet collective farfers, Major

Naskrizny

Telegram. Where is it?

Was I sleeping for long?

Wait here.

Found. He is found.

Found. He is found. Lyuba. That's true. I swear. He was seen.

He is alive. Telegram. Seen.

Let me go! Let me go! Take your hands off! I don't believe you!

You think I believe you You promised me a son,

and now when he is found... Don't bite me, you fool!

Telegram. Anybody home? A telegram for you.

Ivan, my son, finally, I can write a letter to you.

I will try to pass it with help of Guerard, uncle Kolya and

Smirnov.

I don't know, if you get the letter or not, its way will be long

and unsafe.

I don't know, where we'll live.

In our house in Tchernechy Yar or here among the Indians,

who saved me and restored my hopes.

Indians say, happiness has two halves.

You and I have a long way to the second half.

You know, I had everything. I had friends, enemies, and a

wife.

Long ago I had an ancestral home.

Today I have an old plain, where I live,

but I will not settle a son in it.

Let they bloody try!

(Speaking Indian)The time has come to give you a name.

The tribal chief addressed himself to the guests in Ukrainian.

He said his Indian name -

"The-one-who-has-gone-through-fire"/ "FireCrosser",

and the name given by his parents - Ivan Datsenko.

Ivan Datsenko was a front-line pilot. He made 21 operation

flights. He is a Hero of the Soviet Union.

Directed by

Mykhailo Illienko

Screenplay by

Mykhailo Illienko, Kostyantyn Konovalov, Denys Zamriy

DOP:

Oleksandr Kryshtalovych

Music by

Volodymyr Hronskyy

Production Designer

Roman Adamovych

Editor

Viktor Malyarenko

Sound Designer

Artem Mostoviy

Dolby Sound Designer

Oleg Kulchitskiy

ethnic songs

group"DahaBraha"

Producers

Andriy Suyarko, Alla Ovsyannikova

Co-Producer

Oleksiy Shaparev

Author of the literary work"FireCrosser"

Vadym Drapei

Thanks to

Oleksandr Kovalenko

General Producer

Volodymyr Filippov

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