Gena the Crocodile (Крокодил Гена)

Soyuzmultfilm studio presents

GENA THE CROCODILE

Screenplay: E. Uspenski, R. Kachanov

Producer: R. Kachanov

Producer: L. Shvartsman

Operator: I. Golomb

Music: M. Ziv Sound: G. Martynyuk

Animators: M. Buzinova, P. Petrov, K. Malyantovich, M. Portnaya

Voiced by: V. Livanov, K. Rumyanova, V. Rautbart, V. Kenigson, T. Dmitrieva

Puppets by: O. Masainov, G. Lyutinski, L. Lyutinskaya, S. Znamenskaya, et al.

Director: N. Bitman

O-ran-ges.

Oranges.

Fell over again, eh?

You're quite a little "cheburashka".

Now, what am I going to do with you?

I don't know.

CLOSED. GONE TO THE ZOO.

CITY ZOO

Here.

Nope, this one won't do.

It's a beast unknown to science.

They have no idea where to put him.

I like this critter!

He looks kind of like a defective toy.

You can work here, with us.

You can sit in the shop window and attract clients.

Got that?

Sure! But where will I live?

Live? Hm... let's see...

What about right here?

We'll call this your "house," so to speak. Okay?

Mm-hmm.

In that city lived a crocodile named Gena.

He was employed at the zoo

as a crocodile.

ZOO CLOSED.

Young... ca... ro... co...

No...

cro-co-dile

is loo-king for fri-ends.

Full stop.

Young cro-co-dile...

Don't cry!

Here, come with me!

Are you the one looking for friends?

Friends? Yes, that's me!

- I'm Galya. - I'm Gena. The crocodile.

- Have you got any milk? - Why yes, of course.

- Give it to Tobik. - Hi, Tobik.

I'll clean up a bit. It's such a mess in here.

GENA

Who's there?

It's me, Cheburashka!

Cheburashka?

What are you supposed to be?

I... I don't know.

Would you happen to be a baby bear?

Could be. I really don't know.

One moment, we'll find out!

All right, che...

che... che... che... chai... chemadan...

...chebureki... cheb!

Cheboksari.

Strange. No such thing as "cheburashka".

Does that... does that mean that you won't be my friends?

Don't be silly. Of course we will!

I'll teach you how to knit with needles.

And I'll show you how to blow bubbles!

CROSSING

NOT for sale.

NOT wanted.

Peek-a-boo!

- Peek-a-boo! - Peek-a-boo!

Peek-a-boo! Peek-a-boo!

Peek-a-boo!

Uh... aren't you afraid of rats?

No.

Pff... peasant.

Lariska, come here!

Were you the one who wrote this?

Yes, indeed.

That's good.

It's good that you're so green.