Come and See (Иди и смотри)

Image and sound restoration by mosfilm cinema concern

belarusfilm and mosfilm

Hey! Are you crazy?

What do you think you're doing?

Playing a game?

Who are you playing with?

Who?

Digging?

Digging again?

Well, go on digging, you little bastards!

Stinking brats!

Hiding, eh?

Can't hide from them now.

They'll find you no matter what. No stone unturned.

Come out! You hear that?

Come out! Now!

Do you hear me?

"Sit tight. Stay out of sight.

Use your finger to clean your shite."

Think you've found your wretch? I'm not simply some dumb clown.

Now I'm German, I won't back down!

Very well, then!

Better do as I say or I'll see that you pay!

Gee up!

Holed up here? Hiding out. Gutless rat.

Pioneer brat.

Spineless, stinking scum. You think it's funny?

I'll give you something to laugh about.

That's it! Now, you're done for.

Do as I say. Get used to it.

Back to work, you worthless dog!

Belorussia, 1943

Come on!

Can't join the partisans without a gun.

Pull!

The dead don't give a damn.

"Gott mit uns.”

Not a damn thing here! That's it.

Where do you think I got my gun? Think I bought it?

I'm doing this for you. I've got one already.

Hello!

Hello! Berlin?

Well? Too much for you?

Didn't I tell you?

Come and see

screenplay a. Adamovich, e. Klimov

direction e. Klimov

camera a. Rodionov

production v. Petrov

music o. Yanchenko

sound v. Mors

Featuring:

A. Kravchenko, o. Mironova I. Laucevicius, v. Bagdonas

j. Lumiste, v. Lorents k. Rabetsky, e. Tilicheev

The score includes music by Mozart

My boy.

My son.

How will you ever look your father in the eye?

What if he finds no one here?

Think of yourself, son.

Pity them, at least, if not me.

Son...

For the lord's sake.

Have you no heart?

What do you want, ma? Everybody's going. I must go.

Here. What is this?

Kill us.

Better kill us yourself and be done with it.

Them too! All of us!

I won't let you go! I won't!

Mama! Mama!

Good day.

To be more exact, good morning.

So... where's the gun?

- Where's the gun? - Just a minute.

Just a minute...

Oh, look at you.

Are they twins?

Identical.

From the same litter.

It's getting light.

- Time to begin. - Not yet.

Once the cows are out, we'll begin.

- We need an audience. - Take these...

To keep your feet warm.

- We'll keep him warm. - Nothing to worry about.

Our camp is quite safe.

Just like a summer camp.

Would you like some milk, boys?

Have you got anything stronger?

If I had known...

I assure you, we seldom drink. Only on holidays.

And at wakes.

We're disciplined. Commander's in the regular army.

Kosach?

Yes, kosach is strict.

If you get too close, he'll back away.

And chase you down if you don't stay.

Remember bobok? “What bobok?

That one-eared guy.

He fell asleep at his post.

- Kosach didn't even wake him. - Well, so what?

Does it matter now?

Funny?

- Mama... - Shh, quiet now.

Women here like to sleep in, eh? Take a seat.

It's too risky to sit around.

Any moment they'll come, and we'll be done for.

I once sat around. Now I can't sit at all.

A hunk of shrapnel the size of my fist.

Don't laugh. It hit me just here.

Where are the cows?

One shot and they'd wake up fast.

Oh, lord.

I ead out the cows!

Right. Let's go.

Why are you taking him away?

Breathe deep, boy.

Lead them out, milked or not!

Where are you taking him?

Such a quiet, kind boy.

Never harmed anybody. He's never done anything wrong.

Kind people, he's such a harmless boy!

- What's wrong with you! - Hands off!

Let's see him off. Let's go.

Hold the bird. Don't move.

Go back!

Forward!

Step back.

Step aside, I said!

Yustin, our village elder. He's an idiot.

I don't understand.

Flyora, my son!

My little boy!

My little boy!

Good day.

Good day.

Keep on going, boy.

You're skinning me alive!

What are you doing to me? I'm still breathing!

Water, nurse...

Hello.

Keep moving.

- Good day. - Hi.

Who's next? I'm after you!

This seat is taken.

Oh, shut up!

Move closer.

Look straight into the camera.

Yes, you!

What a face you have! Just look at that face, comrades.

What a suit!

Come here.

You lie here.

Just so. Keep the suit on.

Like this.

No. Like this.

Bring in the cow!

Eat me before the Germans do

make room for her.

- We're wasting time. Get on with it! - Keep calm.

Only one sheet left. I'm using it for the third time.

So...

The chief is here.

Quiet. Don't move.

Look at the guy in the new suit.

Lying perfectly still.

Let's swap. I took mine off a living soldier.

Here's our sergeant-major.

Will we get a copy?

Rise up, great country

rise up for a fight to the death

against the dark fascist forces

against the cursed hordes

let noble wrath

boll over like a wave!

This is the peoples' war

a sacred war!

Who goes there?

Give the password.

The password!

- New recruit? - Yes.

- Your name? - Gaishun. Platoon 3.

- Why didn't you shoot? - I recognized you, commander.

If a person doesn't stop or give the password, shoot!

- But I... - Doesn't matter.

Take on extra duty.

Yes, sir.

Where is he? “Who? Password!

- Which way did he go? - Give me the password!

Idiot.

That owl, again.

Go and sleep. We'll take over.

In all conditions, under the enemy's nose,

at risk of a Nazi attack, night and day,

they carry out their duly.

From June 22, fo this very day of the war...

And yesterday he sent me

two very puzzling letters

he left them completely blank