Stalin Page #8

They are calling for you.

"Comrade Stalin,

save us!"

- Da.

"Save us!", they say. "Save us!"

Klim.

They didn't kill you?

How could they?

Without Stalin's orders?

- Da!

Comrades. Citizens.

Brothers and sisters.

We are united in the patriotic war

against an enemy who is trying

to turn our people

into slaves of the Germans.

We will resist.

We will hound and annihilate

the enemy.

We will show no mercy.

Hitler will go the way of Napoleon...

to defeat, ... to despair...

and to his death!

Your son, Yakov,

has been taken prisoner.

I have no son Yakov, hum, ... ?

No.

What you're waiting for?!

I hardly saw my father during the war.

When he learned that Yakov was killed

trying to escape from a German camp

he never told me.

The Germans reached

the gates of Moscow itself

and they surrounded Stalingrad, too.

When we finally pushed them back

20 million of our people had died.

It wasn't until near the end of the war,

at the burial of my grand-father,

that I saw my father again.

bFebruary 1945/b

It was the first time our family

had been together for years.

At least Sergei knew

we did everything we could.

The best doctors...

He died of silence,

he didn't die of cancer.

Kept in silence when his friends,

his comrades...

were sent to prison, were killed.

Keep your mouth shut!

What you have done, you, old b*tch?

Look at my son, the general!

Can you stand on your own feet, Vasily?

And you, Svetlana? Don't use that as an

excuse to bring your Jew-husband around.

What did you teach them -

to raise my son to be a drunk?

And my daughter - do I have to say?

What could I've expected?

Did you teach your own daughter

to be loyal to her husband?

And you're trying to turn them

against me. Sergei but he knew me.

Sergei knew me.

The drunk - put him in jail

for a while, sober him up.

My family - what a curse they are.

The Ukrainian SSR

thanks our liberator,

the great comrade Stalin

best friend of all children!

The Uzbek SSR

thanks our great leader:

the genius comrade Stalin for Victory!

We do not thank comrade Stalin

for our victory.

We all know it was not Stalin

who defeated the Germans.

Comrade Stalin it was You!

We do not thank comrade Stalin

for our victory.

Our "Thanks" goes to the great

Russian people!

Your victory is a declaration to the

world that the Russian people

believe in a better future

and stand ready to make

whatever sacrifice is a necessary

to achieve the great construction

of socialism.

In the winter of 1950

my father sent for me.

I had heard

that his memory was fading.

And that he was suspicious

of everyone around him.

Now he wanted to see me.

And for the fist time his grandson,

Josef.

Wait! Give mama your hand.

Go to grandpa.

He has Jewish eyes.

Look! Who's that man?

He's someone who makes sure

that everything is all-right.

Don't ask so many questions.

- Why?

Because I think you don't have to know.

- Why?

Why, why... a real Jew.

I always carry something

for the squirrels.

See. Now, here. You feed it.

Here. Hold it out. You feed it.

Feed it.

You feed it.

Why that look?

I want you to free Anya Bukharin.

It has a beautiful red tail.

It won't bite it.

Mind your business!

You haven't the slidest idea of what

you're talking about.

She's harmless.

You know about harmless;

what, the hell, you know?

I know people are disappearing again.

Enemies!

Go to your mama.

They had no adherence to

the Soviet Union.

Enemies!

Grandpa's nice.

- Yes.

Well. For a man your age,

you have a remarkable constitution.

In the Caucasus a man of 70 is still young.

He can mount a horse... or a woman.

But still...

you have had discus spills and...

perhaps angina.

And...

Your blood pressure

is dangerously high.

What do you recommend?

- As little work as possible.

Fruits, vegetables, ...

injections of vitamins.

No injection, no.

I will write a prescription.

No prescriptions.

I have my own remedy.

Go away, don't work, rest...

Isn't that what they told Lenin?

Thank you, Vinogradov.

You may go, now!

Yes, thank you.

No!... No!

No!

Taste it, Lavrenti!

- I don't like soup.

Taste it!

Look how your father spends his nights -

with this boring bunch of old men.

Where're you going?

- Home.

No, no! Stay!

A promise from papa:

it will get more interesting.

Now, sit down. Sit.

You eat, Lavrenti!

We have so far.

Fun at the expense of this four

until you eat.

Dance Nikita!

- No, no, no. With these feet... ?!

No, you go there!

- Dance Nikita!

Why don't you go who told me?

But don't be shy, dance!

Dance Lavrenti!

I'm out of breath.

I'm going old.

- No.

No, no. You'll live forever.

Now, we have to...

Who could follow Stalin,

who would follow Stalin?

None of you is worthy.

So:

I'm going to rid myself of all of you.

This soup you've eaten...

was poisoned.

As you're gonna see,

I didn't touch mine.

Papa.

You're joking, Koba.

No. No.

You have to be.

And you see... this is

fun.

Yes! Yes!

But you, all of you:

what do you think would happen...

without Stalin?

Svetlana, come.

Come here. Close the door. Come.

You know, I loved your mother.

Beautiful,

but she... was a fool this woman.

She didn't understand the situation;

what had happened, what I had to do.

She listened to certain people and

she turned against me.

She became my enemy...

and then she betrayed me.

She killed herself.

You killed yourself

to strike a plot against me.

Why?

It was your fault.

You caused it.

You're just like her.

You listen to my enemy -

Jews full of lethal poison.

Just that she did.

You let them turn you against me.

And who they are

I'll take good care of them.

Are you thinking

I don't know what you say?

I know! Stalin knows.

I know what you say,

what you do; who you screw.

I know everything.

Get out of here.

Papa.

This is a baby pig. For you.

Thank you.

Two bad girls.

Jimmy Druedack.

My time has come.

Jimmy Druedack.

Here!

Paste.

bMarch 5, 1953/b

Come with us, please!

Go! Go forth!

You're a doctor, aren't you?

Why don't you take care

of his hand properly!

I'm sorry.

A hemorrhage... in his brain.

He can't... breath.

Let him suffer!

Murdering bastard!

Oh, forgive me! Forgive me!

Have you wondered... ?

Why did Beria...

waited a day, before calling

the doctor?

Now, I've wondered.

He'll try to take power.

It'll be as bad as before.

You said "as bad"?

I did?

- You did.

What have you thought about it?

About what we'll say

after Stalin dies.

About what?

- His crimes.

What crimes?

- Millions.

Nikita. You are too emotional.

You talk too much.

Who are we to judge Stalin?

Before him we were a weak

backward country... and now look at us:

we control half of Europe.

The whole of China.

We have the atomic bomb.

We command a respect.

Without Stalin...

it would've taken 20 years longer.

I don't believe that.

Without the purges, the arrests,

the killings...

Without Stalin

we could've been a great nation.

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