A Man from Boulevard des Capucines

The Mosfilm Studios

The Man from the Boulevard des Capucines

Your road is long...

Written by Eduard Akopov

It is long and empty...

Directed by Alla Surikova

All that distance is not For those weak of heart...

Director of Photography Grigory Belenky

Your road is long...

Music by Gennady Gladkov Sound by Oleg Zilbershteyn

Lyrics by Yuly Kim

Performed by Larisa Dolina, Andrey Mironov, Mikhail Boyarsky

Oh prairie, oh prairie, The distance is great,

The Indian feathers, The steel of the Brits.

The price is absurd, But the payment is hard.

The principal thing Is to keep my hat on.

But I value in some sense

The thing that is kept in my hat.

That's how it goes!

You ride fast, you die young,

You ride slow, you never come.

So live and don't chicken out.

Let it all go it's way,

And you'll get what happens next.

- The Black Jack Gang! - You'll get it, Jack!

Go, move it!

Why don't you shoot, God damn you?

- Are you talking to me? - Yes, you!

- I don't have a weapon. - Did you come here without one?

- I didn't come to kill. - Then you'll get killed.

I don't get it, how can you read in such a minute?

Aren't you scared?

What one has a purpose in life,

one is not afraid of death.

You weren't expected, sir.

Sammy, don't you want to greet me?

I greeted you the last time around.

Go!

Let's say good-bye then.

Well, Jack...

Don't worry, ma'am. I'll just have a look.

Oh, such a leg...

What a leg!

10 to 1, sir,

you're clutching your Bible with both hands.

For me, it's rather the Holy Writ.

- Preparing for a better life? - I wish you the same.

I'm not in a hurry and I don't hurry you.

Careful, this is the world history of cinema.

- He doesn't seem to see well. - But I can hear well.

I have to admit, grammar isn't my element,

but even I can discern that some pages are empty.

It's the place for history, sir.

Dare it, and your name might be written there.

- They wait for their heroes. - You say funny things, sir.

I wish I could listen to you some other time.

When I sent my 1st dozen to hell,

my mommy told me, "Jack, if

you're guilty of something, it's

only that you haven't met a good man in life".

Sign it here. You took 50 grand from us.

It was 40, Andy.

I can count, you know.

No insurance company would trust my receipt.

Only if you don't negotiate it with its president first.

Money loves everyone.

Remember it, gentlemen,

this country will be ruined by the corruption.

Have a good day, sir.

Who knows, our paths might still cross.

I'd be glad if they do.

- Our mommy has come! - Oh my little birdies!

Mommy's here!

Why did you marry me?

I didn't know you were this dumb!

You did!

You did!

No way!

How do you do. My friend, could you tell me

where I could get...

You couldn't...

Mister, ask at the drugstore, they might have it.

Mrs. Parker, you should be confined to bed.

Yes!

Mrs. Parker! Don't forget it,

10 drops before you shoot. Before it, not after!

- Yes. - No, did you get it?

Screw off...

Did you say something?

So you don't have anything to tell me?

A real man always has something to say,

is he's a real man, of course.

Mr. King, your steak.

Sir, it was my steak.

That's right, it was yours.

Harry, put $10 on my account.

Looks like the entire 30.

Fly!

Your health!

Shall we relax?

- Let's go! - Let's go!

I didn't invite you.

Hi there.

That's friends, Peppy!

Careful there.

Sorry.

Harry, put $4 on his account!

$4!

Fly!

- Billy, I'm standing here. - You'll lie down now.

Harry, I owe you $11!

Rowdy-dowdy... $12!

Excuse me, for Gods sake.

I'd like to have a drink with you.

- I'd like a drink. - I'm busy.

You refused. Too bad.

Fly!

It's serious, Billy, it's 80.

- Yesterday it cost 50. - What about an inflation?

Gentlemen, I pass.

Hello!

Hi!

I'd like a drink.

- Harry, what's my count? - 180, Billy!

Let's make it even. Fly away.

- A beauty. - Sorry.

1, 2, 3...

4...

5, 6.

OK, guys, that's enough!

Time to clean up a bit.

You heard it, man.

The end!

The time has come,

And here we are!

Here we are, your babies!

That's it, enough scratching your heads,

Enough sucking on bottles,

You'd better clap your hands!

A soldier is loved for his dough,

An officer is loved for his uniform,

But I love the cowboy

Because he's the only one!

A cowboy,

the hero of the magic dreams,

You excite me, I admit it,

Cowboy, a couple of tender words

You find for me and I'll go with you.

Your steak, sir.

In the rattle of the day, In the quiet of the night

I'll hear the words of love.

It's cold.

You only say it,

And I shall hear it.

Sir, it was my steak.

'Scuse me.

Where?

Sir...

- Harry, I owe you $100. - Sorry, no credit.

I could lend it, if you don't mind.

Please.

Your steak, sir.

Sorry.

An actor is loved for his art,

A player is loved for his music,

But why I love the cowboy,

I'll tell only to him!

I like you, man.

- Billy. - Johnny.

Cowboy, you're a swell guy,

You've been exciting me for years,

Cowboy, you're brave but the problem is,

You can't put 2 words together.

Just for me, find them and put them together,

I'll always hear you,

Just say it,

Say it, I'll hear you,

Tell me, I'll hear you,

I'll hear you.

Raise your leg higher, it'll be a success,

The legs should be clearly seen,

If a cowboy orders it, who's gonna refuse?

Guys, we are your babes!

A sailor is loved for his courage, a captain for his wine,

But why do I love my cowboy?

'Cause he has everything...

'Cause he has everything...

'Cause he has everything...

'Cause he has everything there.

I love her.

Friend, this is hopeless.

Ms. Little's heart is impregnable like Ft. Knox.

Ft. Knox is the national treasury.

You'd better have a drink.

A drink of water if I could.

Water...

- Water. - C'mere, my pin.

Never drink this piss.

If you're used to it, your life

won't be worth a brass fart.