Come and See (Иди и смотри)

Hey! Are you crazy?

What do you think you're doing?

Playing a game?

Who are you playing with?

Who?

Digging?

Digging again?

Well, go on digging, you little bastards!

Stinking brats!

Hiding, eh?

Can't hide from them now.

They'll find you no matter what. No stone unturned.

Come out! You hear that?

Come out now!

Do you hear me?

"Sit tight. Stay out of sight."

"Use your finger to clean your shite."

Think you've found your wretch? I'm not simply some dumb clown.

Now I'm German, I won't back down!

Very well, then!

Better do as I say or I'll see that you pay!

Gee up!

Holed up here, hiding out? Gutless rat.

Pioneer brat.

Spineless, stinking scum. You think it's funny?

I'll give you something to laugh about.

Now, you're done for.

Do as I say. Get used to it.

Back to work, you worthless dog!

BELORUSSIA, 1943

Come on!

Can't join the partisans without a gun.

Pull, pull!

The dead don't give a damn.

"Gott mit uns."

Not a damn thing here! That's it.

Where do you think I got my gun? Think I bought it?

I'm doing this for you. I've got one already.

Hello.

Hello, Berlin?

Well? Too much for you?

Didn't I tell you?

COME AND SEE

Screenplay: ALES ADAMOVICH, ELEM KLIMOV

Directed by: ELEM KLIMOV

Cinematographer: ALEXEY RODIONOV

Production Designer: VIKTOR PETROV

Score: OLEG YANCHENKO

Sound: VIKTOR MORS

Featuring:

ALEKSEI KRAVCHENKO, OLGA MIRONOVA

LIUBOMIRAS LAUCEVICIUS, VLADAS BAGDONAS

JÜRI LUMISTE, VIKTORS LORENCS

KAZIMIR RABETSKY, YEVGENI TILICHEYEV

The score includes music by Mozart

My boy.

My son.

How will you ever look your father in the eye?

What if he finds no one here?

Think of yourself, son.

Pity them at least, if not me.

Son...

...for the Lord's sake.

Have you no heart?

What do you want, Ma? Everybody's going, and so must I.

- Here! - What is this?

Kill us!

Better kill us yourself and be done with it.

Them too! All of us!

I won't let you go! I won't!

Mama! Mama!

- Good day miss. - Good day.

To be more exact, good morning.

So... where's the gun?

- Where's the gun? - Just a minute.

Just a minute...

Oh, look at you.

Are they twins?

Identical.

From the same litter.

It's getting light.

- Time to begin. - Not yet.

Once the cows are out, we'll begin.

- We need an audience. - Take these...

...to keep your feet warm.

- We'll keep him warm. - Nothing to worry about.

Our camp is quite safe.

Just like a summer camp.

Would you like some milk, boys?

Have you got anything stronger?

If I had known--

I assure you, we seldom drink. Only on holidays.

And at wakes.

We're disciplined. Commander's in the regular army.

Kosach?

Yes, Kosach is strict.

If you get too close, he'll back away...

...and chase you down if you don't stay.

- Remember Bobok? - What Bobok?

That one-eared guy.

He fell asleep at his post.

- Kosach didn't even wake him. - So what?

Does it matter now?

Funny?

- Mama-- - Shh, quiet now.

Women here like to sleep in, eh? Take a seat.

It's too risky to sit around.

Any moment they'll come, and we'll be done for.

I once sat around. Now I can't sit at all.

A hunk of shrapnel the size of my fist.

Don't laugh. It hit me just here.

Where are the cows?

One shot and they'd wake up fast.

Oh, Lord.

Lead out the cows!

Right, let's go.

Why are you taking him away?!

Breathe deep, boy.

Lead them out, milked or not!

Where are you taking him?!

Such a quiet, kind boy!

He's never harmed anybody! He's never done anything wrong!

Kind people, he's such a harmless boy!

- What's wrong with you?! - Hands off!

Let's see him off. Let's go.

Hold the bird and don't move.

Go back!

Forward!

Step back.

I said step aside!

Yustin, our village elder. He's an idiot.

I don't understand.

Flyora, my son!

My little boy!

My little boy!

Good day.

Good day.

Keep on going, boy.

You're skinning me alive!

What are you doing to me? I'm still breathing!

Hello.

Keep moving.

- Good day. - Hello.

Who's next? I'm after you!

This seat is taken!

Oh, shut up!

Move closer!

Look straight into the camera!

Yes, you!

What a face you have! Just look at that face, comrades!

What a suit!

Come over here.

You lie down here.

Just so. Keep the suit on.

No, like this.

Hey, bring in the cow!

Make room for her.

- We're wasting time. Get on with it! - Keep calm!

Only one sheet left! I'm using it for the third time!

So...

The chief is here!

Quiet! Don't move!

Look at the guy in the new suit!

Lying perfectly still!

Let's swap. I took mine off a living soldier.

Here's our sergeant-major!

Will we get a copy?!

Who goes there?

Password.

The password!

- New recruit? - Yes.

- Your name? - Gaishun. Platoon 3.

- Why didn't you shoot? - I recognized you, Commander.

If a person doesn't stop or give the password, shoot!

- But I-- - Doesn't matter.

Take on extra duty.

Yes, sir.

- Where is he? - Who? Password!

- Which way did he go? - Give me the password!

Idiot.

That owl, again.

Go to sleep, we'll take over.

...In all conditions, under the enemy's nose...

at risk of a Nazi attack, night and day, they carry out their duty.

From June 22nd, to this very day of the war...

And yesterday he sent me.

Come here, Ivan.

I won't hide it from you.

This is a difficult time.

The older partisans here know what a siege is.

Hitler is waging a total war against us.

A war to wipe us all out.

To the last man, we must hold...

...the positions we have been ordered to defend.

It's a tough situation.

A changing situation too.

So look sharp!

You've each got a rifle and a head on your shoulders.

As our commander in chief says...

..."Just keep my head down? Ha, I'm not that kind of man!"