Inseparable (Motylki)

This is “Chalice”, go ahead.

Due to an accident at the Chornobyl Nuclear Power Plant in the city of Pripyat…

I can say I’m your sister if you want.

More!

Mariya Poyezhaeva

You can start thinking about me already.

We’ve got only 1 minute to wrap it up.

Ryskulov! Ryskulov!

I could never imagine that you could be so beautiful.

Yuriy Borisov

Did the other soldier die?

Doctor, your attention is needed over here.

Why are you here? Are you in good health?

Yes. Why are you asking? Where’s Igor?

Evgenia Loza

Evacuation. Is it really that serious?

Only volunteers will be allowed to fly.

May I prepare the machine for the flight?

Andrey Kazakov

24-205, you are over the site.

Artyom Tkachenko

The bus will take you to Chornobyl.

Patients with discernible signs of radiation exposure have been admitted to the hospital.

Yuriy Nazarov

Is everything all right with my girls?

Bring blood type B Rh-negative.

Thank God, we found a donor.

I will make sure to call you after the 20th.

Yulia Ruthberg

In the movie

INSEPARABLE

Written by Valeriy Mukharyamov

Comrades, be careful with the banner. I am responsible for the installation.

Directed by Vitaliy Vorobyov

Take this.

Come on.

Be careful with the cloth, we’ll use it next year!

Good. Guys, make sure this is finished by noon.

Music by Maxim Koshevarov

Executive producer Anna Skok

Marina Petrovna! Marina Petrovna!

Creative producer Olesya Lukianenko

Who’s causing troubles around here?

This novel by Kuprin… Listen to me carefully!

It might also be in the list you will be presented with for the composition exam.

Alya? Shirokova!

I also love Kiev in the springtime,

but you should focus on the upcoming exams here!

Produced by Viktor Mirskiy

I’m sorry, Nina Afanasievna,

but I’m going to pick another topic for my composition anyway.

Oh really? Well, it’s up to you, but if you’d care to share why,

I’d be most grateful.

Kyiv, April 25, 1986

I think that all of these yarns about how in love the Zheltkovs were

or about poor Lisa are fairy tales and have nothing to do with real life.

So forgive me, Nina Afanasievna, if I can’t quite take it seriously.

Wow, look at the big brain on this one.

Shut it, Zyaba.

Knock it off, Zyablikov. It’s a shame you feel this way, Alya.

Throughout the history of literature, especially classic Russian literature,

the theme of “Sacrifice in the name of love” has been central.

Yes, yes, Alya!

Starting with “The word of Igor’s army”.

Hey, relax now. No one is going anywhere. Sit down.

Tomorrow is a Saturday? It’s a shame you don’t have my class tomorrow.

But no worries, we will definitely continue on this topic first thing Monday.

Good-bye for now.

Shirokova has a point!

Our John Lennon over here is in love with the actor Tihonov-

so should she be swallowing matches now or something?

Dumbass.

-Zyaba! -What!

Seriously, what did I do?

Did I say a thing that would call for the reaction I got?

-Hodatsky! -Yes.

Come here a minute. Are you the one smoking “Cosmos”?

-Ugh. -Knock it off. Let’s go clean it up.

You’ll do fine in composition.

-What am I supposed to do? -Don’t worry.

I’ll write it for you if Afanasievna doesn’t send me to the Headmistress again.

Okay, bye.

Alya! Do you want the jeans or not? Ante up, or I will sell them to Oxana.

Oh! Please don’t give it away just yet, Galka!

I am a little short, but I’ll get it from my granddad or Maryana today.

Go ahead but Ksusha has already tried them on.

Hurry up, girls!

You midget!

-Hello Auntie Lisa! -Hello, Alinka.

-I’m coming! -Granddad, have you got dough?

What? What “dough”? Did something happen?

-I mean have you got any money? -What for?

Galka is holding a pair of jeans for me but I’m a little short.

How much do you need?

-A tenner. -I only have three.

Have you asked Maryanka?

-She manages all our finances anyway. -Ugh. No, she’s stingy.

-Wait up, I’ve got news! -What is it?

Your father called.

-Daddy! -Yeah!

Why didn’t you say anything right away?!

Like it’s that simple with you! Yes, he is back to the USSR!

The war is over or our brave heart.

-When is he going to be back home? -He promised to be here after Victory Day.

He’d gotten permission to leave, but that’s the only time he can make it.

-That’s like two more weeks! -Well it’s a military thing!

You really should stay home today!

What if he calls again?

When is Maryanka going to be back?

She should be back from the hospital any minute now.

Are you going to wait for her or will you go ahead with dinner?

-I’ll wait, Gramps. - Okay, fine.

Ricky, my girl. You wait for me.

Don’t worry, dad will be home soon.

You’re not eating bread again.

I thought we could go visit aunt Nadya on the weekends.

In Pripyat. What do you think, Alevtina?

There’s nothing there.

You’ll run off to your Igor as soon as we get there.

What am I supposed to do? “Visit aunt Nadya”, right!

Why don’t you just get married already?

That’s none of your business. But I would let you drive. Huh?

What about school? Won’t I miss a crucial part of my education?

Alya, just go already. Have a trip! Maryana will write you a note.

It’s not like they’re going to exclude you for missing a day.

Daddy!

-Hello! -Alya, it’s me!

-Dad? Yes! -I’m back!

Yes, granddad told me! Why is it taking so long?

How is school? Have they kicked you out yet?

School? Everything is fine!

-And what about university? -Of course I’m going!

Listen, dad, I’ve got a sweet deal on a pair of frosted jeans,

but Maryana is being stingy!

-What jeans? -What do you mean “what jeans”?

It’s the latest trend they have going, apparently.

-Fine, get them! -Good! Just come as soon as you can!

Where’s Maryana? Is she home?

She’s right here. Wait a second.

-I love you daddy! -Come on already!

Hi dad!

-Hi! -Yes.

-See? I’m back – you worried for nothing! -Thank god it’s all behind you now.

-How’s work? -It’s okay.

Actually it’s much better since they hired another endocrinologist.

-How’s Gramps? How is his blood pressure? -We measured it yesterday.

Everything seems to be okay.

-A real tough one, him! -Yes he is.

We’re thinking of going to Aunt Nadya’s for the weekend.

-The two of you? -Yeah, Alya and I.

-Is Igor there? -Igor?

What does Igor have to do with it?

Oh absolutely! Igor has nothing to do with it!

Okay, let me talk to Gramps.

Okay dad, wait a sec. Okay, kisses, bye.

-Hello! -Alya! Get over here!

Don’t touch the mirror, how many times must I tell you?

You think I don’t know what you’re going to tell your Igor?

“I really didn’t want to come, but my silly sister made me.”

That’s an awful impression of me.

But when dad gets home

I’m so telling him that you’ve been smoking his cigarettes.

I didn’t smoke them. I gave them to the guys!

You did smoke them!

You… you shave your legs!

What an idiot…

-Right back at you! -Alya!

La la la la! My sister shaves her legs!

Damn it. It’s all your fault!

Hurry it up, Maryana! Faster!

-Now what are we supposed to do? -How should I know?

You’re the one that took all those courses on car maintenance!

-The spark plug is down. -Change it then!

Why are you parked in the middle of the road?

Why aren’t the blinkers on?

-Hello, officer. -Ugh. Hello.

You know you can’t just park in the middle of the road like that!

Excuse me, what’s your name?

-My name? -Yes. Your name.

-Lieutenant Strigunok. -Is Strigunok your name or surname?

-Alya! -It’s my surname.

It’s a normal enough surname. My name is Lyosha. Alexey…

Well my name is Alevtina. Alya.

Comrade Lieutenant Strigunok,

could you please take a look at what’s wrong with our car?

-Yes of course. I’ll have a look. -Thank you.

Oh. This wire got disconnected.

See, Maryana. I told you that it was all in the…

-Wire. -Exactly!

-So will it start? -Yes. Try it now.

Thank you so much. Could you tell us how to get to Pripyat?

I’ve heard there is some sort of shortcut.

You need to take the road to Chernobyl. Right by the plant.

Thank you ever so much Lieutenant Strigunok.

We will never forget you.

You’re welcome. Anytime.

Bye.

Who knows? Maybe destiny will bring us back together!

What the hell are you doing, you piece of dirt!?

Who taught you this crap?