Putyovka v zhizn
- Year:
- 1931
- 14 Views
ROAD TO LIFE:
Production
Films MezhRabPom
Silent screenplay
N. Ekk, A. Stolper
R. Yanushkevich
Photography
V. Pronin
Artistic director
N. Stepanov
Assistants:
L. Voytovich,A. Stolper
Sound screenplay
N. Ekk
Yakov Stollyar
Music
Yakov Stollyar
Sound operator
E. Nesterov
Direction
N. Ekk
Sound
recorded
on system
Tagefon
FLOOR GIVEN TO:
THE REPUBLIC:
KACHALOV:
Whose are these scrawny bodies
in lousy rags?
savage looks come?
What will become of them?
Street boy today,
enemy of labor and bandit tomorrow!
During the world bloodshed
their fathers perished in the Tsarist jaws,
invaders tortured their mothers
with a siege of hunger.
Early childhood left their faces
marked with the lines of anxiety.
They roamed through the cities
like a pack of nasty, starving wolves.
What will save them?
Charity?
Moral education?
They laugh at those things, just as we do!
But we know something better:
environment creates the man.
Having measured the power
of free universal labour,
the Republic of Soviets
will give them a start in life.
We are erecting Giants of Industry
in the unpopulated taiga.
We have found the lever which sets
the destiny of mankind in motion.
to make their way
in the new world.
We'll re-mould them into workers
of the world edification.
BE SURE:
"HE'S YOUR COMRADE"
F. S.
FOMKA SHARK:
Mikhail Zharov
Once upon a time there was on my lap,
A goblin with branches la la la
The goblin was well-known for what?
For his low pitched cry la la la
His larynx was hearty, and so what?!
He roared like a bull la la la
But did he have enemies la la?
His larynx was hearty so what?
He roared like a bull la la la
"SHE'S YOUR COMRADE"
but did he have enemies la la?
LELKA SWINDLER:
A goblin with branches
That will be me! la la la
Maria Gonta
Dear fellow citizens listen to me la la
AND BE SURE:
Theft is my skill and art, la la
FOMKA SHARK'S BEST ASSISTAN From jail I won't go out. la la
Reformatory misses me la la
STREET BOYS' LEADER
MUSTAFA DUDE:
I'm singing on and on la la
What will I do later on la la...
- Chauffeur, to Yakimanka!
- Let's take a tram together.
Two and a half roubles, please!
Are you crazy or what, chauffeur?
Move on!
Gee, stop! Hey, guys.
Nowadays you know...
Who wants it?
Darling, come with me!
My galoshes!
Give back my galoshes!
In my day people didn't speak like that.
So, are you coming with me?
And your husband?
Coming! Coming!
So, shall we go to Kursovoy?
But why, mummy?
My dear! My sunshine!
Chauffeur! Krimskiy Val.
Chauffeur!
Madame!
You dropped a rouble.
Thank you! How clumsy of me!
- Thank you.
- You're welcome! It happens.
My case!
They've stolen my case!
Help! I've been robbed!
My God, Lidochka! What is it?
My case is gone!
- Who did they rob?
- It's none of your business.
They didn't rob you, did they!?
I put it right here, turned my back...
MOTHER -
MOTHER -
Regina Yanushkevich
FATHER -
FATHER -
Vladimir Vesnovskiy
SON -
SON -
Mihail Dzhagofarov
Father! Our Kolka
is fifteen today!
Aha! A well-grown boy!
He's now taller than his father.
Kolka!
Hurry back, mother!
Bring me an apple!
- How much are apples?
- One rouble.
- Expensive!
- Well, take a little more!
- Ok!
And you, what do you want?
How much are apples?
Hold him!
Let me go!
Buzz off!
Poor woman!
Bandits are growing up! Why bother
cradling them?
They must be shot.
It's not their fault!
Your mother's coming!
Go meet her!
Kolka!
Kolka!
We don't take the dead.
She's gone, Kolka,
your mother's gone!
FATHER...
...SON...
...AND MOTHER.
AFTER HIS WIFE'S DEATH
KOLKA'S FATHER BEGAN
TO DRINK HEAVILY.
She's gone, Kolka!
Mother's gone, Kolka!
You understand?
Dad!
KOLKA:
DECREE:
On the night of December 20th 1923,
the arrest of street children will begin.
The arrests will be carried out by
teams of Komsomol volunteers,
under the supervision of inspectors
from the Children's Committee.
The assistance of the police and railway
guards in this task is hereby requested.
- Comrade Skryabina!
- Quiet!
Comrade Portvinov -
you stay at the door.
And you - cover all the exits.
CHILDREN'S
COMMITTEE:
INSPECTOR:
SKRYABINA:
Maria
Antropova
Boys!
Sleeping in a bed
is more comfortable.
VASKA:
BULLY:
Aleksandr
Novikov
On your guard!
Dragnet!
Damn you all!
- Smash the cops!
- Pigs! Kill them!
- Kill the pigs!
Let me go!
Smash the cops!
Comrade Martynov!
Hold him tight!
He bites!
Get out! Get out of here!
Let me go!
Come on!
Anyway, we won't stay with you.
Damned cops!
Come on!
Come on, don't stand in the way!
Quick, quick!
From joints, underground nests,
caves and tumbledown houses
there were gathered that night
more than a thousand homeless children,
crippled by the street.
In the Soviet Republic
there shouldn't be
poverty-stricken
and homeless children.
A SPECIAL COMMISSION
PERFORMED THE VAS AND COMPLEX TASK
THE STREET CHILDREN.
What is your occupation?
I'm a streetwalker.
Give me her form!
Syphilis.
- That's all for the girls!
To the hospital
- Let the boys in!
To the hospital
Have you got any parents?
Have you got any parents?
How long have you been hanging around?
Why don't you answer?
What do you want?
Dope,
vodka and girls!
He said it!
Volkov - institution.
Oh! Mustafa Dude!
An old acquaintance!
- Hi!
- Hi!
Madam Pasha, hello!
Hello, Mustafa, hello!
- Where hasn't he been?!
- Who doesn't know him?
- Mister Misha, hello!
- Hello, hello!
What was your last escape?
12 times for theft.
Escapes:
8Arrests:
15Did you escape from Rostov's institution?
I escaped.
From Saratov?
I escaped.
Have you been in Serpuhov's prison
in Moscow?
I escaped!
Where should we send you now?
I'll only escape!
To the reformatory then.
Lock him up!
Savatat kurjat
I'll escape! I swear it!
Where are you going?
Let's go to that room.
- I won't go! I won't!
- Let's go.
Come on, come on!
Here he is, Mustafa Dude!
Hello!
What do you want, comrade?
My son has disappeared.
Nikolay Rebrov
Is he here with you, comrades?
He doesn't appear on checklists.
Really?
Check the rooms.
Come with me, comrade!
A cop's coming.
Let's ask for shag.
This guy took 130 and
is afraid to play!
I'm a boy far from home,
forgotten by people.
Forgotten, abandoned,
long long ago
I've been an orphan,
with no smile.
I've been an orphan,
with no smile.
So I'll die, I'll die
They'll bury me
and nobody'll know
grave of me
and nobody'll know
the grave of me
And on my stone
no music plays
just early spring
KOLKA DISAPPEARED...
and nightingales
just early spring
and nightingales
Comrades, do you think...
Comrades! Attention please!
do you think that such
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