Mother (Мать)

Vasily, is that you?

No... It's not you.

C'mon, get up.

Pasha... son...

Let's go!

Gimme room, bastard!

The reeds rustled Trees bent low

It was a dark night

A couple in love Made merry till dawn

MOTHER

Based on the work of M. Gorky

When they woke in the morning The grass had been stirred

Starring:

Inna Churikova

Directed by Gleb Panfilov

Director of Photography - Mikhail Agranovich

Along with her maidenly beauty...

Art Directors: Valery Kostrin, Levan Lazishvili

Anatoly Panfilov, Franco Cuppini

Wardrobe - Ganna Ganevskaya

Music by Vadim Bibergan

Choreography - Vladimir Vasilyev

Producers: N. Abramenko, Yu. Daniyalov

I'll fucking hurt you...

Back from work already?

Pasha...

Get up, Mikhail, let's go in.

Let's go.

Pasha...

Get up, son!

The whistle's blowing!

Get up! You'll be late!

Get up! The whistle's blowing!

Get up, son!

Sleeping... you bastard.

All right!

First snow, so my wish comes true:

Papa won't drink vodka

and beat Mama,

the boss won't fine us,

I'll get new boots and study in school.

Vlasov, hi!

Hi.

This is my cousin.

- Hi. - An orphan.

His father brought him 3 days ago. Lives with us.

Apprentice. He'll be with us.

- What's your name? - Yevsei.

- Last name? - Klimkov.

- I'm Pavel Vlasov. - Real country bumpkin!

Skull's splitting.

Need the hair of the dog...

This is working, bumpkin!

Jesus and Mary, have mercy, protect me!

I want to go back to the village, tend the geese...

Protect your orphan, Lord!

What're you doing? You want trouble, you bastard!

I'll kill you, asshole!

Who else wants some?

Take that you sonofabitch!

- Pasha, you alive? - Yes!

- Buy a bottle. - You buy it.

Assholes won't give it to me.

Owe 3 rubles.

I'll pay 'em when I get paid.

Gonna get smashed?

No. Just a little, feel sad.

Are you gonna beat Mama again?

No. Swear to God.

Buy some,

and if they ask why,

say it's your name-day.

All right.

Mikhail, listen,

buy this puppy for a kopeck.

- What for? - What for?! Watchdog, a male.

- What d'you want? - Vodka.

No way. Your father owes 3 rubles.

It's for me on my name-day.

Name-day.

That's right.

Enough.

You'll get smashed again.

- Mama... Got any milk? - Over there in the pot.

Gimme something to eat!

Get outta here, old bag!

I'm sick of you, ugly mug.

- What now? - I'll get a lover!

Mama, why are you crying?

Let's go inside.

You go ahead, son.

I'm with you.

You're so good, the best on the earth.

You're barefoot in this cold?

Go inside!

Let's go before you freeze. Quickly!

Go on.

Sit here, I'll dry your feet.

Faster.

So cold.

Put on some boots.

Here.

Why didn't you leave, you bag?

Get outta here, hear me?

- Go! - I'm going, son.

Get outta here yourself!

Talking back, are you?

I'll beat you, bastard.

- Don't touch me! - What?!

Enough! I won't give in and won't let you hurt her anymore!

You bastard.

Don't ask me for money.

Pavel will feed you.

You going to drink up your wages?

None of your fucking business.

I said I'd get a lover and I'll get one!

You'll get it from me!

Just you try! I won't let you hurt her again. Got it?

Water! I'm thirsty!

You've hurt his feelings.

- Where're you going? - To get him something to drink.

Vlasov! Hi!

Hi.

- Our bumpkin didn't come today. - Why's that?

Got scared. Says, I wanna go back to the village, tend the cows,

I won't go to the factory, I'm afraid!

- Country... - Bumpkin!

Skull's splitting. Need hair of the dog...

- Water... - You'll make it.

Pavel!

Papa!

Cough. Go on.

Strangulated hernia.

You urgently need an operation.

You need to get to the hospital immediately.

Immediately.

Go to hell.

I'll die here, bastard.

You need to go.

Don't be angry with us, he's not himself.

I understand.

- Here. - That's not necessary.

But it's 3 rubles...

Papa!

Papa!

- Auntie Pelageya! Is Pavel home? - He is.

They've arrested a socialist. We should go see.

A socialist. Who's that?

- Who? A thief. - How'd you know?

Police-officer said so. Quick, or he'll be gone.

Mama, can I go?

What? Father Vasily said they killed the tsar.

I'll be quick!

They're robbers!

See that? ...a thief,

with an honest face.

Snegiryov, get going!

Mister! You dropped something!

Come over here, kid.

Who're your parents?

- I'm an orphan. - Where d'you live?

By the church.

- What's your name? - Yevsei Klimkov.

- Take it, Yevsei. - That's all right.

Go ahead. You earned it.

Thank you.

Yevsei, what're you doing?

- Nothing. - Get over here.

- What for? - Come here, don't be afraid.

Show me what you got there.

Where'd you get that?

- From the guy in the hat. - What for?

I picked up his glove in the toilet.

- Go look for it! - There it is!

Yevsei! You bumpkin!

Get up,

stop crying. Here's your coin.

No, keep it. It's yours.

Mine was new.

Cornflowers, dear flowers

My favorites

When I pluck you I remember being in love

I remember plucking flowers

Hey! Who wants some wine?

- I do! - I do!

- Come and get it! - Great!

- What're we gonna drink? - Beer?

- Moonshine? - Get on line quickly

or no one gets any!

Onufry! Drink up!

Hey, you, blondie!

C'mon over here! Don't be shy!

- Me? - Who else?

- What for? - Come here, don't be afraid!

I won't eat you!

What a tall one you are!

- Drink. - Why him? It's my turn.

Drink. You've got dark eyebrows!

Well done! Climb up.

- What for? - Climb up.