The Russians Are Coming, the Russians Are Coming: The Russians Are Coming to Hollywood Page #2

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- Bag.

- The bag. Kolchin.

Da.

lf you don't mind, please.

Very good.

Da, da.

Now, what is population of island, please?

Uh, well, there's about 200 people here.

- Honey, there's more than that.

-You're thinking of the summer people.

ln West Village, all the farms.

There's much more...

No matter. Not many people.

Please, you know of no boat

except at boat place?

- No boat close to here?

- There just aren't any boats.

Very few questions more.

Don't tell him anything. We'd be traitors.

Pete, be quiet. Just keep quiet. Here, here.

Now, there is no establishment

of US navy or army

or coastal guardians on island,

no US of airforce?

No, there are no bases at Gloucester.

Glockester... Gloucester, huh?

Gloucester.

Police constabulary. How many members

of police department here? 20? 40?

There are not that many.

Maybe three orfour.

Don't tell them anything.

He hasn't even tortured you yet.

- Pete, please.

- Listen. No one's gonna be tortured.

Look, couldn't you give us

some idea what this is all about?

- l know it's none of...

..none of my business, but...

lt is necessary foryou

to remain in this house,

l hope most vigorously

for a short time only.

-We're not going anywhere...

- Good!

Please to remain absolutely good behaved

so that this man here,

a marksman of prize-winning calibre,

will not have the necessity

of shooting you to small pieces.

Did you fill up the tank yesterday?

- l meant to...

- Listen.

There isn't much gas in the car.

Gas. Petrol.

- L'essence.

- Gasoline.

-Yes.

- No time for stupid tricks.

Just to keep absolutely good behaved, yes?

OK.

Madam, once more, l apologise for all of this.

What did you let him kiss your hand for?

l didn't know what he was doing.

- Could have pulled it away.

- l didn't want to make him mad.

Pete, Pete, no! Come back here!

l'll call the police, that's what.

lt doesn't buzz. They must

have cut the telephone line.

True. Now, please to sit down with

mama and papa. All together, yes?

Listen to me. You're not to try

anything like that again.

- Annie!

- Stop!

Good morning, Mommy.

Good morning, darling.

l'm hungry. l want my breakfast.

All right, Annie.

All right, Annie, you'll have your breakfast.

Hey, guys! An American woman!

Now, that's what you call a body.

Watch the road.

Please, mister and missus,

l am most sinceriously sorry

for incident with little girl.

Suddenness of noise.

What's your name?

Alexei Kolchin.

My name's Annie Whittaker. l'm going to be four.

Where did you come from?

From Soviet navy submarine boat.

A submarine? You're off a submarine?

Da. Last night.

Captain of submarine boat is, um...

is bringing submarine boat

too close to land against order.

He want to look at America.

- What for?

- He never saw it.

All of a sudden it's... Boom!

Submarine boat is becoming fixed on this place.

- Glou-kester lceland.

-You went aground.

Honey, that's it. Their sub

has gone aground. Well, if...

Wait a minute, you need a big motorboat

to try to pull the sub off the sandbar?

Da, da! ls it! ls it!

Well, why did you... Anybody can go aground.

- lt happens all the time.

- Please to disagree.

All are most terrified

of what will happen now.

Why? What will happen?

Unless Rozanov is finding power motorboat,

will be coming many

US of American...air machine!

And... and that war whistle!

Pop!

Blow up.

No more Soviet navy submarine boat.

Oh, but they wouldn't.

- They couldn't.

- Please?

Just because you've gone aground.

lt wasn't deliberate.

lt was only an accident, wasn't it?

They'd have to be sympathetic...

Honey.

Comrade Lieutenant, wait.

We're here. We need to get there. March on.

lt's a long way to Tipperary...

lt's a long, long way to Tipperary...

When you get captured, you'll get shot.

And l hope you do.

You don't mean that!

- l do!

- Listen!

- You helped him.

- What do you mean by that?

You told them everything they wanted.

Like Arnold Benedict.

lt's Benedict Arnold, not Arnold...

What are you saying, Pete?

Are you saying you think

yourfather is a traitor?

Yes, l am. l bet l'm the only fourth grader

whose father is a famous trader.

That's trai-tor.

Just stop it, Pete. You're being silly.

Um... Might as well give her a hand.

Here, honey, let me help you with that.

Um... l'm gonna do something.

l'm gonna get that gun from him.

Are you crazy? Don't, Walt!

You heard what Pete said.

He's only a child.

Now you're behaving like a child.

He's bigger and youngerthan you,

and he's strongerthan you.

- He's got the gun!

- He's just as frightened as me.

- Shh, please.

- No, Walt!

Uh... Sailor, as long as you're here,

how about a cup of hot...?

Do not come close with that, please.

- lt's just a little...

- Please! l don't want to hurt anybody.

Not children, not parent also.

l don't think he wants it. Walt...

Who's there?

lt's probably Alison and those men.

- Come in, Alison.

- Who...?

Alison, did your brother...

did Fred come with you?

-What?

- Hi, Fred. Come in!

- l got him!

- No!

Walt!

l got him! Quick, grab it!

Pete, grab it! l got him, Pete!

l got him! l got him!

l got him! All right! All right!

Stick 'em up!

All right, stick 'em up!

No shoot! Nyet, no shoot!

- l can't...

- He's getting away!

But Mr Whittaker! Mr Whittaker!

Hah!

l'll bet he's hiding somewhere!

-Walt!

- Hah!

- Don't shoot, it's us!

- Oh.

-What are you gonna do?

- Nothing. He ran for it. lt's all over.

- ls everybody all right?

-Who is he? Who was he?

-A Russian sailor.

- Careful, Walt!

- But where did he go?

- He's probably hiding right overthere.

He's gone. Think he'll argue with me

when l've got the gun?

He'll be trying to get back to the submarine.

All right, everybody in the house.

Well, Pete boy, l guess we showed him, huh?

We handled that situation all right, didn't we?

Ah, you just let him get away,

and you didn't even shoot him!

You just let him get away!

Did you hearthat? Did you?

What are you raising, some kind of delinquent?

-Walt, he's only a child.

- He's getting too much.

-Just too much.

- He's a baby! Walt, careful.

-A baby? He's eight and a half.

- Nine and a half.

Go away!

That's those high school kids.

Russians! Russians!

Brodsky.

Operator, hur...hurry up!

Guys, take care of this.

But be gentle.

ls that Alice Foss?

Call Chief Mattocks. The Russians have landed!

They're here, do you hear?

The Russians! ln West Village!

- Shh.

-And l'm being attacked!

Stop that. How dare you? Stop that!

- Cut the telephone cable.

-Yes, Comrade Lieutenant.

Help! Help! Help!

Help, somebody! Help! Help! Oh!

Police!

What are you doing?

You're being foolish. Let's go.

-Yeah?

- lt's Alice Foss, Chief.

- Oh?

- Sorry to botheryou, Chief Mattocks,

but Muriel Everett just called.

What is it? What she want?

She was shouting that l should

call you, because according to her...

Well, Muriel said the Russians have landed.

Wanna give me that again, Alice?

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