Among Grey Stones (Среди серых камней)

Oops.

Do you remember maman?

Have you done your homework, Master?

No.

No what?

What's wrong with you?

Go home.

Do you remember?

Do you remember maman?

Do you remember how she taught you to read?

Do you remember how she taught you to read?

Do you remember her voice?

Do you remember maman?

Do you remember maman?

Do you remember maman?

Things don't obey me.

Things don't obey me.

What a heavy spoon.

The window won't open.

The child won't sit still.

Here's a yellow flower, here's a red flower,

here's a white flower.

What a heavy blue flower!

The flower is heavier than the spoon.

There's blood.

I'm afraid of blood.

I'll present you with binoculars,

and Sonya - with another doll

for children to remember their mother.

I forbid everything!

I do not recognize truces and neutrality!

I am general Turkevich!

I am general Turkevich!

I forbid everything!

Everything!

I forbid hypocrisy!

I am a general, and I won't have anyone spitting in my porridge!

I forbid everything!

I forbid everything!

I forbid everything!

Why do you sit all silent

Hugging the window, old gran?

Has the howling of the storm

Wearied you, at last, dear friend?

Or are you dozing fitfully...

Basements and ruins of the former count's castle...

Basements and ruins of the former count's castle...

are to be cleaned.

are to be cleaned.

Sojourn and overnight stay...

Sojourn and overnight stay...

are forbidden...

are forbidden...

for those without permanent residence...

for those without permanent residence...

and decent occupation.

and decent occupation.

Taking into account the recommendations of his Excellency

sojourn in the ruins of the castle is allowed

for former servants of his Excellency

according to the presented list...

Jean, simply Jean...

Justice, high justice...

Here you are, some demand justice, some roof above their heads.

Did you have to smoke?

I'm gifted with understanding,

with understanding and knowledge,

on stormy autumn nights I clearly heard

the screams coming from below the ground. It's Turks

on whose bones the castle was built.

Those are Turks screaming underground,

loudly reproaching old count

for cruelty, while weapons are glittering in the hall,

and captains are summoning cossacks.

Let him throw as he wants, it's his business!

Don't impose your own rules! Mind your own, or you'll lose your last!

Hey! Let me have a bite of your apple!

Master, let me have a bite of your apple, please!

My name is also Vasya.

Once I even clearly heard

the Count's late great grandfather riding and screaming,

"Shut up, heretics! Shut up, heretics!"

Go away!

I'm a valet.

Yes, Jean.

- My grandfather was a valet. - Yes, Jean.

- My great grandfather was a valet. - Yes, Jean.

I'm also a valet, not some Turk or Zulu.

No, no. Yes.

I'm a valet.

Yes, Jean, yes.

When a southwester

gusted from behind the reed

poplars were swinging loudly,

and through them

windows

were shining,

and the castles seemed to

cast a gloomy glance...

The Count's descendants

have long ago abandoned the place of their ancestors. But we are their

loyal servants.

Your Honour!

Your Honour!

Bravo, Jean!

Look!

But this is an onion!

...have seen many times during the day...

Your Honour!

How is your papa?

And your maman?

Are they in good health?

They are. Now sod off!

Thank God, Sir.

Great.

How are your children?

Are they in good health?

And your spouse?

I used to have both money and children.

And now I have nothing.

My father was a military man

so he was on the move all the time, and we too.

You know, as his family.

What's the time?

We don't know the time. Have a smoke then?

We don't have a smoke either. If you smoke, have your own tobacco.

I stand for private property.

You have money for wine, don't you? Then you should have some for tobacco too.

You tried to beat up general Turkevich?

I forgive you as a Christian,

however, as a nobleman I can't tolerate it.

You'll atone with your blood!

Take this!

I don't recognize truces!

I don't recognize neutrality!

I forbid everything!

I forbid everything!

I forbid!

I forbid everything!

You know very well, I forbid

hypocrisy and dying one's hair.

Mother.

I had a sister, but no parents.

They say habit is second nature.

He was elderly, although it was difficult to identify his age.

Welcome, Sir Valentin!

Sir Valentin can stay, Sir Valentin speaks Latin.

Sir Valentin and and two or three of his close friends.

Please, make yourself at home.

Welcome Sir, you can stay.

I'm sly, you know.

If I see you alone in the woods, I'll slit your throat.

And here and I bow before you.

What for?

Sir Valentin, what for?

Your Excellency!

There's been a mishap.

Your Excellency!

An old man died suddenly.

His name is Jean.

Sir Valentin, what for?

You must have misunderstood me!

You can stay!

Me?

Here? With you?

Me?

I don't live here!

Mr Professor.

Your Excellency!

Shut up, stupid old man!

I won't have anyone spitting in my porridge!

No way!

I'm general Turkevich!

I'm a general!

Now, the son of venerated parents

can easily visit our castle,

for he will find there a decent society,

a homogeneous and a close-knit circle.

Why have you banished those people?

I don't like it.

Those are not people.

You yourself? Who are you?

You're a beggar!

You're a beggar!

Don't weep, I'll give you some sweets! Don't wail, I'll tell you a tale!

A wanderer's lot is the road.

It's nice to go in the night, dear Sir, fields are enveloped in darkness,

in a grove nearby a nightingale sings.

Where are you going to?

To Paris.

Or somewhere nearer.

To Italy, or something like that.

Me and my sister

are the best people in town.

Thanks.

All these creatures are like us, my friends

all these graveyard worms

relieve themselves in an unknown way... In reverse direction!

Look at the birds in the sky, signors...

we don't sow, don't reap and don't fill the granaries...