Zoya

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From the collection of films of "Gosfilmofond"

USSR:

ZOYA:

Production of film studio

"Soyuzdetfilm" 1944

Art director of studio, Stalin Prize Laureate,

Honored Art Worker - Sergey Yutkevich

Scenario - L. Arnshtam, B. Chirskov

Production - L. Arnshtam

Directors - I. Frez, V. Sukhobokov

Cinematographer - A. Shelenkov

Cameraman - I. Chen

Composer - D. Shostakovich

Sound engineer - D. Flyangolts

Artist - K. Urbetis

2nd artist - A. Dichtyar

Make-up artist - V. Yakovlev

Military consultant - colonel V. Kalyada

Director's assistants - A. Goncharov, V. Rodionova

Trick photography:

Director - A. Ptushko

Operator - N. Renkov

Chorus and orchestra of Cinema Committee

under the control of D. Blok

Executive producer - B. Krakovskiy

In the role of Zoya - Galina Vodyanitskaya

Zoya as a child - Katya Skvortsova

Zoya's mother - K. Tarasova

Zoya's father - N. Ryzhov

Boris Fomin - A. Kuznetsov

Owl - B. Poslavsky

Secretary of RK VLKSM - V. Volchek

Woman - V. Popova

Anna Sergeevna - T. Altseva

Zina - Z. Zhukova

Petya - N. Bogatyriev

German officer - V. Podgorniy

German soldier - R. Plyatt

- Cursed dog!

What's that noise?

- They don't even let you sleep in here.

- What happened?

Attention!

Where are his eyes?

That damned Russki ???

- Look here.

- What happened?

- He's brought some liquid too ???

- They've caught a partisan.

Rubbish! If it only were Cognac...

Oho, but that's a girl!

Marushka!

Who are you, girl?

Let's join the Salvation Army ???

We've got some wine for you, come along

Let go!

Who are you?

Who sent you?

Who are your comrades?

Where are they hiding now?

So ...

Once again, who are you?

With whom have you been?

Makes you want to vomit!

Very well.

Work her over a bit.

Last time... Who are you?

Begin!

Get going!

Oh God... Oh God...

Oh God...

Corporal Quast.

She's a tough nut to crack ???

You try to make her see reason.

Yes, Lieutenant ???

You don't want to answer,

so much the worse for you.

I entrust you to him, he will achieve.

Hiya boys, everything's ok?

Enjoying your grub ???

Do sit down.

Why did they have to hand over that lady to me!

But don't worry, I'll manage her.

Give me something to drink!

It's going to be a really tough job.

"Drink"... drink...

Drink.

Don't look thither, don't look, darling.

Write (deu) ... write!

Who are you?

Who are you?

Why don't you write ???

Who are you?

Who?

Who are you?

"Today we bury Lenin"

(History of of the newborn)

Kosmodemyanskaya Zoya Anatolyevna

Russian- 3.400 kg

Stand Zoin'ka, stand straight.

Zoya is one year old.

And still interesting, what awaits her ahead?

I don't know.

I just really want her to be happy.

Well...

We must do everything that we can,

in order to make it so.

"Zoya is one year old"

"Zoya is two years old"

"Zoya is three years old"

And he went further.

And he walks, he walks upon a Russian land.

He walks, seeking for a happiness.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, towards to him,

a damsel-beauty, Vasilisa the Wise.

And she says to him:

Where are you going, Ivan Tsarevich?

I walk to seek for my happiness.

What is your happiness?

One thing is happiness to me:

where is no way - so to find the way,

no strength - to take by bravery,

who has no memory - to remind of the truth.

She didn't say anything to him,

and took his hand, and they walked together.

Baba Yaga found that they walked in search of happiness,

and she cried out:

I'm Baba Yaga - bone leg,

whoever walks past, he falls into my cauldron.

She sits in a mortar, jumps upon the meadow,

sweeps out the trail with a broom.

Wow-wow-wow!

I will eat, eat, eat.

Wolf, don't eat our daughter,

now I'd better warm up the dinner for you.

Well, what I brought you... what I brought you...

What?

Here it is, look at the pictures.

Only mind you do not smudge this,

otherwise, a wolf will come and really eat you.

"Long live to socialist competition Turksib vs Dnieprostroi"

"Zoya is six years old"

"Zoya fell asleep. I'm leaving because

a placard newspaper must be ready by morning.

If you come back from work early - feed Zoya and eat too. Mom"

Mom...

Mom...

Well, of course... All are gone and locked me up again.

Well, it's nothing.

It's necessary just not to spin,

fold the hands on the stomach, squint the eyes tightly,

and then immediately fall asleep. That's it.

I'm still not afraid.

It's a mouse.

Oh, what is it?

Someone crawled under the table.

Oh how scary!

No, it only seemed so.

It's nothing terrible.

And not very dark.

I even can get up and turn on the light.

I will stand up and go.

It's nothing, I stumbled upon a chair.

And soon will reach the table.

Here is it.

Lamp...

Well, I was not frightened.

Now it is necessary only to look under the chair.

Well of course there's nobody there.

Oh!

So in fact it's kitty from the upstairs tenants.

Hello kitty, and I was frightened by you at first.

To the window cat - skok,

jumped skokie, jumped skokie,

towards her - kolobok, jumped skokie, jumped skokie,

I was scared of the bear,

jumped skokie, jumped skokie.

This cat from neighbors jumped skokie, jumped skokie.

Mom...

Long live the fighters of Five Year Plan!

Long live the First of May!

"Zoya is nine years old"

So...

Take it.

All right.

Anna Sergeevna coming!

Hello kids.

Hello!

Sit down.

Well kids, I brought a newcomer to you.

Her name is Zoya.

Where would we seat her...

Look at that, all here, huh?

Borya Fomin

is in the sad and lonely today.

Well, Zoya, go sit with him.

Do what you want, Anna Sergeevna,

but I won't let a girl sit next to me.

How do you mean, you won't let?

Tut-Tut, and what have I done to sit next to a girl?

Do you think that to sit next to a girl is a chastisement?

Not a chastisement, it is worse than that.

Just touch her and she immediately begins to squall.

Move over, boy.

Tut-Tut, move over...

Move over, boy.

Move over.

Well, that's fine.

So kids,

today we'll continue to study our native language.

For the beginning, let's analyze...

Now subtract 18.

Add 4.

Fine. Go back to your place.

Kids, petals form a corolla.

Now we take a look inside the flower.

So kids, all that red, that's is our country.

It occupies the 1/6 of the world.

You know... let's be friends.

I want too.

Okay.

What is your name?

Vera.

And what's yours?

Zina.

Zinka-piggie.

Why you were late for the beginning of the year?

My father died.

Pet'ka, follow me!

Hooray!

Pet'ka is a fool, he knows nothing

if it's not about his football.

We say to Anna Sergeevna.

Come, girls.

Sergey Semenovich,

how come you're interested in this Reichstag.

Bah, one of the ugliest buildings in Europe was burnt down.

Serves it right.

You should not have laughed it off...

I am convinced that this is just the beginning.

And as Shakespeare wrote: Atrocity will not have measure.

Hundreds of thousands of books... Vandals! Criminals!

Idiots, bigots!

Villains!

They're burning the books!

Dullards, savages...

To burn Tolstoy...

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