Leningrad Page #4

Sure, you meant well...

but I can't do miracles,

neither can you.

The stores refused

our coupons today...

but here's what I got

at the black market.

Human stuffing?

God forbid, Anastasia

Andreyevna. Onions.

What did you swap for it?

The earings.

I kept the big ring.

Hello, Katya

Fuhrer is very unhappy with

the situation in Leningrad.

So he sent me looking for him.

The Russians are desperately

clinging to their lives...

They lowered the food rations?

Didn't they?

Yes. And they will do it again!

The lake is icing over.

So supplying food via

ship is getting suicidal.

But Russians now think

they can use the ice.

They are going to eat it?

Bon appetite!

No, their plan...

is to lay a road across it.

But three weeks at least

till the ice hardens.

Too early to truck food across ice.

Mother Nature is on our side,

don't you think?

And that means...

That means...

in three weeks the

city named Leningrad...

Gone.

This is Leningrad speaking.

Broadcasting a decree...

of the Provisional

Food Supply Commission...

and Council of War of Leningrad.

To avoid that end

the provision of bread...

to the troops and the people...

Hey, what are you doing!?

It's alive!

Canned meat? American...

Straight from the front.

You!

Perfect that it's you.

How many times I told myself...

"Don't let strangers

into the house".

They say, there are only

two such rings in Leningrad.

You should think so... 8 carats!

Besides, one of them

is in Hermitage.

But somehow they stole mine!

Sonya?

Yura!

Sima!

It's only Yura there.

He can't come to the door.

To the wall!

What?

What are you doing?

A thief on top of everything else.

It's for Yura.

Who do you spy for? Tell me!

Spy! Please!

An operetta diva...

a bunch of state hands in

a musical comedy theater.

Now, there is a gold mine

of war time intelligence!

Then why be here at all?!

Because all my life I dreamt

of coming back to Russia.

I worked myself to

the bone to get here!

And it's just as much

my Russia as it is yours!

We'll sip some hot water

and try the other store.

So now you know

precisely who I am...

and if you feel you must,

you can arrest me.

The guys, who declared you dead,

they are looking for you again.

And sooner or later

they will come to me.

Keep the food.

Do not go back to Anastasia's.

From now we don't know each other.

You survive, great! Do your best.

And you as well...

Anastasia Andreevna,

Katya asked me...

What? And Katya is

remaining here, too...

If I get to Moscow to get

this note to a journalist there.

But how could I?

They are shipping us

to Kazakhstan...

and you will have

more opportunities.

"Phil Parker, Savoy Hotel.

The New York Times

Foreign Bureau... "

Katya and an American?

Believe me, speaking by all!

But are evacuating only

the most valuable artists.

You are flying with

me tomorrow? Right?

Day after.

Tomorrow is for actors and...

And then, that's it for

the theater. Done. Over.

Nina?

You won't get away, son of a b*tch,

don't even think about it!

Why am I writing?

Most likely I will

burn these pages...

just as we will burn all of the

books, furniture and flooring...

to keep the stove going.

The Nazis bombed

the food warehouse.

Now the market sells the

glasses of warehouse dirt.

Top soil, one hundred roubles.

Second meter down, fifty roubles.

People believe that sugar

and fat melted into the dirt.

Add water to make tea...

quite filling and tasty,

they tell me.

They are playing Beethoven.

A German's music

conducted by a Jew.

So, you have requested

to be furloughed.

A reason?

Just a bit tired...

You've been seen drunk quite a lot.

Have I been denounced already?

You've been avoiding

missions at every turn.

As my nephew I can

forgive you much, Walter...

But first, and most,

you are my soldier...

Really? I thought that

soldiers fought soldiers.

Not starving grandmothers.

And I am first, and

foremost, your General...

Who orders troops to shoot down...

anyone who flees the city.

Makes sense, of course.

"The more people

stay in Leningrad...

the less caloric intake per person. "

The Fuhrer's Master Plan?

If we are what the Germans

have become, uncle...

then Beethoven is

a Russian. Or a Jew.

To hell with your cheap sentiments.

Go sleep it off in the brig.

Tonight you will fly

exactly according to schedule.

I personally see it

orders are fulfilled.

They'll pick me up here.

Anastasia Andreevna.

A favor, please.

Give this to...

The American man

in the Hotel Savoy?

How did you know?

You broke with

Katerina because of me?

Anastasia Andreevna, please!

Yes, because of me.

Now... take this key.

It's for the jewelry box.

Take whatever you need.

I don't need anything.

Well, I do.

I need you to survive. Both of you.

Give this old stage whore...

a reason to go on living.

Malinim and his family.

Here they are, it's time.

Promise me you'll survive.

Just promise!

Now... give me a hug, yes.

Like when you were...

that chubby brat of a

baby peeing on everything...

Before you became this redneck in

your disgusting dirty black boots.

Come on, give me a hug...

Ninka, my Ninka.

A photo, a basket.

A box of hats.

My little puppy...

It is strange, nobody

should go, only you.

But it is the opposite.

Anastasia is gone,

we will tomorrow.

Only you will be.

Walter, how are you feeling?

Ready.

Speech to Leningrad radio.

The HQ Air Defense informs...

The city is under an air alert!

Crank right, Polozkov!

See it?! Fire!

Fire!

It is stupid, they will hit us.

After him! After him!

After him!

Walter, I'm done.

Your turn. And hurry it up!

Just looking for a target.

Move over!

I'll get this bastard!

Walter, what gave you?

Want to get the gun for defense?

Just maintain altitude.

Walter! Walter!

Walter, I'm ordering you!

It's a suicide!

Hoesdorff, I'm ordering you!

Walter, stop joking around!

It's a suicide!

Sh*t, Walter! No, we die!

Fire!

Misha, the raid's over...

Misha! Misha?

Go!

We do a fly over every day.

Most of the southern sector

is already iced, except here.

So run the route

around it, goddamn it!

May I suggest, we find the eight

to ten best skiers in the city.

Send them. On foot is the real test.

You better look it from the plane.

Osipov!

Write up an order! Immediately.

Comrade Zhdanov.

Under the command

of Major Tolkunov...

to immediately,

underline it, immediately...

begin foot search across the Lake.

You have twenty-four hours.

Not enough time!

They won't make it alive!

Out of three groups? Someone will.

Yura?

Are they still sleeping?

I saved you something to eat.

You've got to be strong today.

It's your first ride on a plane.

Isn't that great?

Est se sentindo bem hoje?

Sonya?

Sonya?

Sonya! Wake up!

Sonya!

What?

Mommy?!

Kate? Kate Davis?

Parker?

Phil? You are here?

The actress gave me your note.

I knew you are still alive!

I've got a car! Come, Kate, come!

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