The Company of Heroes (Zalizna sotnia) (Залізна сотня)

How long do you think she's been cooing?

A year? A day?

Only the devil knows. Let her caw!

Fire!

- Search him! - Don't shoot!

- I'm a projectionist! - We'll see...

- What's in the case? - Open the box.

- Mines? - We'll see.

No mines! Look!

- Movies! - Yes, films! I'm a projectionist!

- Put it back. - What do you have here boys?

We've captured a projectionist, sir.

- Put the goods on the wagon. - What about him?

- Him too. - Move out.

- Let's go! - Put him on the wagon.

Move it! Move it!

Soap... Here, catch!

Dynamite!

May it blow you up!

- Commander! The house is empty. - There's a woman on the wagon.

Alive?

Seems to be.

Wake up!

- No! - Calm down...

Please be quiet! We're friends! We're on your side.

Be quiet! We're friends!

Mister Bartz! This priest wants to confess.

Shevchuk?

Your are still here in these Banderite villages?

Hold it steady.

I'm a priest and go where the people need me.

New Poland doesn't need any more schismatic priests!

So are you a schismatic?

Confess that you're a schismatic, and I'll let you go...

I'm Eastern Rite Catholic.

The only Eastern ritual I know is circumcision.

And we'll perform it right now.

But we'll do it our way. You won't be the first Banderite either.

We do it a little differently, see.

We cut off more than just the tip.

Run away!

Up top!

- Glory to Jesus! - Glory Eternal!

- Where's Bartz? - He got away!

- Commander Hromenko - I'm Father Vasyl!

- At your service! - Thank God for your men. Thank you.

Have a seat.

Father, if you need to get away, I can help you with the right papers.

No, thanks! I'm the only priest left for these villages.

Then may I suggest you join us as our chaplain.

Why not? You're the only parish I have left.

Let's think about your alias...

Nothing too heroic. Anything simple to remember.

- Frankincense! - Bite your tongue!

Why not? I like it. Frankincense it is!

Tell me, Doctor

how can I go on living?

I need your advice.

At first, I wanted to take my own life...

Then, I wanted revenge.

Then I realized that I won't be able to do it.

Finally I came to understand, that life means nothing.

There are these toys for children, tops that you wind up...

they work fine until the springs break.

That's what I feel - like something is broken here inside.

- But you are not a toy, Ksenya! - Do you think I've gone crazy?

Maybe it would have been better that way!

Not at all.

The deeper the wound, the longer it takes to heal. But heal it will.

You are young and beautiful. You have a long life ahead of you.

The pain will pass and you will heal with time.

Are you lost?

What's your name?

Roman...

Can your hawk fly?

He once flew, but now his wings are broken.

- Maybe he'll fly once again? - Maybe...

Now here's a soldier! I see your parents fed you well.

Good, good... real soldiers...

straighten your back! Our girls like our men tall and strong.

Good, good...

- Any complaints about your health? - No, sir!

- But can you sing? - Sir, yes sir!

Let's see...

No worrying or crying By any of our men

For soon they'll pay a visit To our beautiful women

We'll come to see our women, Like Adam came to Eve,

We'll take them to the garden And none will want to leave!

We'll come to see the women, Like Adam came to Eve,

We'll take them to the garden And none will want to leave!

We'll take them to the garden And none will want to leave!

- Good morning! - Good...

Where am I?

You're in a camp of the Ukrainian Insurgent Army.

God! You are Banderites?!

We are UPA soldiers.

I'm Senior Lecturer Trubachov of the OZA.

- Commander Hromenko. - OZA.

OZA stands for General Information Section.

I've worked in the Soviet system for fifteen years.

- Will I be shot? - Yes...

You've scared the poor fellow enough.

He's a valuable source of information,

which is good.

My soldiers would like to hear

about the current state of international affairs.

Go ahead!

Comrades! I mean - Gentlemen!

The current international situation

is characterized by an escalating political confrontation.

The imperialist forces continue to try and force war upon us.

They cannot accept that our state is growing stronger since the war ended.

If Karl Marx was alive today...

...but he is unfortunately no longer with us

Perhaps you will find this interesting...

In the people's democracies, life is gradually returning to normal.

In Bulgaria, elections were held To the national parliament.

- Who won? - Who else but that Communist Dmytrov?

Also, The Budapest Tractor Factory has produced its first tractor.

When will the second tractor be ready?

The “Spruces“ Women's Dancing Troupe performed

before the workers of the Lviv Beer Factory

who fulfilled the state plan faster than expected.

In Western Ukraine the remnants of the Banderite bands...

I am sorry. I did not prepare for this...

I think that's quite enough!

- Am I free to go now? - Yes, yes.

- Thank you very much! - We thank you.

Thank you, thank you very much!

Make sure he finds his way!

Faster! Faster!

- Stalin gave our lands to Poland? - All of Zakerzonnya

the dog!

That's enough.

Comrade Lieutenant, I was here in 1941 .

The border was further away.

Our unit was stationed in Peresmyshl

What's your point?

Ukrainians live there. Those are our lands.

What's ours? The order is for the border to be here.

It's not your decision to make.

Sergeant Klymenkol Who said it's time for a smoke break?

- Where are you taking her!? -It's the NKVD again!

- Someone help! - Let her go!

This is unnecessary!

This is unnecessary!

Misha, what are you doing?

Run away!

Stop him!

Halt!

Hey you!

In here!

Stupid, stupid Misha!

There's nobody here. Let's go!

They ran to hide in their holes.

They even hid the dogs.

The officer was right.

Now what?

I do not know...

You regret your actions?

No!

I would do it a hundred times again,

to have you save my life.

Leave my father alone!

Look at this!

Not again. Let's go!

Bandits! They are shooting, killing...

Where are you going? There are too many of them!

Katrusia!

What if you never find out...

...if I can...

...kiss or not?

You started that fight with the Bolsheviks?

- It was me. What now? - Lower your weapon.

We're on the same side now.

- Who are you? Banderites? - What's the medal for?

For something I had to do...

- What's your name? - Misha.

- Are you a Muscovite? - You're the Muscovite.

I'm Ukrainian, from near Zhytomyr.

- Then why “Misha“? - That's how we say it...

Better you explain why the Poles are attacking your villages?

Our villages, Misha.

Moscow needs your Zhytomyr, just as Warsaw needs these lands.

They killed you there by starvation. Here, they shoot and burn.

But Ukraine is one and whole. We're fighting for her.

Understand?

Come with us, Misha, and we'll see what happens ...

Let's go.

Polish High Command

It is no secret, Comrades,

that the deportation of the Ukrainians from these lands,

agreed upon by the Soviet and Polish governments,

is not going according to plan.

The number of volunteer re-settlers is too low.

And there are those who illegally cross the border

and return to what are now Polish lands.

The influence of the Banderite underground on the general population...

...is not the only cause of our problems.

Comrade Wojcechowski! You are in charge of the Peremyshl region.