Aladdin's Magic Lamp

M. Gorky Central Film Studio for Youth and Children

First Artistic Association

ALADDIN'S MAGIC LAMP

Script by Victor VITKOVICH Grigory YAGDFELD

Directed by Boris RYTSAREV

Directors of Photography V. DULTSEV, L. RAGOZIN

Production Designers A. ANFILOV, K. ZAGORSKY

Music by A. MURAVLEV Sound by S. GURIN

Starring

Boris BYSTROV as Aladdin Dodo CHOGOVADZE as Boudour

Sarry KARRYEV as Genie A. FAIT as Maghribian

O. KOBERIDZE as Sultan E. VERULASHVILI as Aladdin's Mother

G. SADYKHOV as Grand Vizier G. MILLYAR as The Sage

E. BILANISHVILI as Night Guard

V. BRYLEYEV as Mubarak Yu. CHEKULAYEV as Mustafa

Sleep well, O people of Bagdad!

All is quiet!

Sleep!

Sleep! Right away!

Sleep, O dwellers of Bagdad!

All is quiet!

Look straight ahead! Go!

Sleep, O people of Bagdad!

All is quiet!

The name! The name!

Tell me, wise star! Tell me the name!

Aladdin,

son of Ali al Maruf!

Aladdin, son of Ali al Maruf!

O most esteemed sprinkler of the streets!

Do you know a certain Aladdin, son of Ali al Maruf?

Aladdin? You're sure you don't mean Karim,

who fell into the pond and ran stark naked around the town? Huh?

Or maybe Houssein who hoisted his donkey to the minaret,

and Allah punished him by making him blind in one eye?

Where are you going? Wait!

O masters of the best of games except for playing with dice!

Could you tell me...

O honored one, where might I find...

...Aladdin, son of Ali al Maruf?

Bagdad is a large city.

You've been reading for 2 hours without paying me a thing!

O most worthy keeper of knowledge!

People of Bagdad!

Quickly, stranger, quickly!

The beauty of all beauties, the unrivaled Princess Boudour,

honors the baths with her presence!

And whoever dares to look upon the Princess...

...shall lose his head!

I don't want to!

I don't want to bathe!

I don't want to! I don't want to!

I don't want to!

What do you want, then?

I want...

...him to look upon me!

- Then he'll have his head cut off. - So what?

- Hey! - Mustafa!

Young man, open your eyes.

Open them, and you'll lose your head.

I wish that a wild lion would pounce on you,

so that I could slain it!

I wish that a fire would engulf all Bagdad...

...so I'd rescue you.

And that an earthquake would cause all people to perish,

leaving only the two of us, you and me.

- What is your name? - Aladdin...

...son of Ali al Maruf.

- You can't hold the Princess' hand! - I've already done so.

Cut off... Cut off his head...

...anyway.

- Mustafa! - Strike the blow!

What's the matter with you?

Seize him! Dead or alive!

Mother!

I held the hand of Sultan's daughter, Boudour!

You must ask the Sultan for his daughter's hand!

And only yesterday he said he was flying on dragons.

Is this not the dwelling of the Chosen One...

...and the King of Luck, Aladdin?

Aladdin is my son.

Here are presents for you from your uncle!

I didn't know...

...my husband, Ali, was blessed with a brother.

Is this not the house of Aladdin, son of Ali al Maruf?

From my uncle?

- Your uncle. - Your uncle.

It must be a mistake!

They'll come and take it all back.

Where is my brother?

Where's my brother, Ali al Maruf?

Ali al Maruf has been dead three years now!

Oh, what tragic news!

I was his best friend.

O my miserable brother!

Oh, how cruel and bitter my fate!

Forty years have I wandered over the earth!

I dreamed of coming back...

...and embracing my brother!

But my Ali didn't have any brothers.

Believing me dead he couldn't bear...

...to mention my name.

Where... Where is the place the deceased loved most?

Ali!

Ali!

Where's my nephew Aladdin?

There!

My cherished nephew,

tell me your innermost desire.

I shall grant it.

He will ask you for a star from the heavens.

He has just wanted me to ask...

...for Princess Boudour's hand!

- Could he be possessed by genies? - I will cure him.

Leave us now!

For 40 years I have studied alchemy and black magic...

...with the wisest men of all Maghrib.

Forty years have I dedicated...

...to the preparation of magic powders...

...that would open the gates of dungeons...

...and reveal the darkest secrets.

Put your trust in me. I will help you.

- Where are we going, Uncle? - To an enchanted city.

- Why? - You alone, Aladdin...

...will penetrate a place from which no one's ever returned.

There you'll find an old bronze lamp.

- Repeat it! - An old bronze lamp.

You will bring it to me and all your wishes will be granted.

Go now!

The entrance is there!

You'll get in the shadow of the city and in the City of Shadows!

Go! Fear not!

Who's there?

- Who's there? - Who's there?

Who sneezed? Show yourself!

Why have you come here?

I came to find the lamp!

Amazing!

Incredible! He said the truth!

I must have the lamp and I've just told you so!

What shall we do?

I don't know.

Hey! Where are you?

Where are you hiding?

Silence!

You're disturbing our meditation!

Take the lamp!

It is yours!

Where will I find it?

Show him the way!

This way!

This way!

This way!

This way!

Is this it?

- What are you doing, Uncle? - "Uncle"?

Aladdin! Where are you? Come back at once!

Aladdin, I was only joking!

My dear Aladdin!

Aladdin!

Aladdin!

I hear and obey!

Who are you?

I'm this lamp's slave!

I'm at your command!

- Are you a Genie? - Yes!

Genie, why did my uncle want to kill me?

He is not your uncle.

- He's an evil Maghribian sorcerer. - Sorcerer?

We Genies have long known him.

- I'm yours to command! - To do what?

Whatever you want. Strangle him?

Drown him? Reduce him to dust?

No, no! Let him go to all four corners of the earth!

To all four corners of the earth?

I hear...

...and obey!

- I don't want to! - We don't want to!

The blessings of Allah be upon you!

Wake up, wake up! It's time to bake pies.

Allah has granted us another fine day.

I wish I had a skewer of shish kebab!

- I didn't know you were such a joker! - You play little jokes, too!

Who started the fire?

I didn't know you could make pies.

I'm eighty five,

but never have I made a single pie!

Have a pie!

Genies never eat pies.

What do Genies eat, then?

Nothing at all.

I'd like you to meet my friend the Genie.

I'd rather stay in the lamp.

I knew that all that reading...

...would end up badly!

Remember, remember! I haven't seen anything.

I'll go even further and say... you haven't seen anything either.

Neither of us have seen anything.

Do you know why I have lived to be 85?

Because all my life I've been saying: "All is quiet in Bagdad!"