The Elusive Revengers (Неуловимые мстители)

Leaden rainstorms

Bring disasters upon us.

We carry on our shoulders

war and hardship.

The civil war is raging

all day long.

There are many paths in the fields,

But the truth is only one.

The Civil war is raging all day long.

There are many paths in the fields,

But the truth is only one.

To young heroes of the Civil war

Do you want to say anything? Or ask for something?

Red dog.

Dad!

The Uncatchable Avengers :-)

Chieftain, protect us... The cow...

Robbers took the last cow!

- What did you think, you dumbhead? That your freedom can be gained for free?

She suffered when she bore her children, And now a new world is born,

and she wants it without pain.

You want it without pain? - I have children, the last cow...

"Last"! And do you know, you stupid, that today they took one cow from you,

and tomorrow they will return back ten? - How can it be? - Exactly so!

Whose cows were they? Whose?

The lords', the landowners'. and now they will be yours.

All. Bulls, cows, chicken, pigs - all will be yours.

Give me back my cow!

- Wait, sister, we'll give it back. We'll give everything back.

A free woman.

A citizen.

- So he was buried. And in the morning they came there and saw:

The grave is dug up and the coffin is empty.

Since then whoever goes past that cursed cemetery - a trouble happens.

- But people go there? - No, only in daytime.

But how did Petro go there at night?

*cuckoo!* - Did you hear?

Chief, look there!

*Avengers*

- Oh my God, is that true? - Of course!

- Ilyuha is lying! - I couldn't believe myself,

but then looked around: the coffin with the dead was flying above the gravestones,

and along the road were standing corpses with scythes.

And silence...

Stop. Today you are doing better.

Only when you hit and throw, push harder with your foot.

- Clear? - Yes.

The last performance of an actor, lead singer of the Emperor's Drama and Comedy Theatre!

Here were some clamorous markets, in these lavish lands! And now...

Freedom. With our chieftain: cheer up, folks! Gather in your bellies!

Everyone is trading and having fun! No one is sleeping!

I will tell you, my dear: get everything from your cellars, or they'll take it for free!

Hey, granny, look! This is the last performance, I am only passing by.

Today I take the night horse and go to my beloved city - Odessa.

The city of chestnuts and performers.

I am Buba Kastorsky, the original performer,

I am singing patter songs, And I sing them pretty good.

I am singing to my left, I am singing to my right,

And nodody can sing it the way I do.

And why? Because I am...

Buba Kastorsky, original performer!

There are gossips going around, And I've heard from one old woman,

That early in the morning you hear here and there: cuckoo!

And I am Buba Kastorsky, original performer! I sing patters, and I sing them pretty well...

- And I see: my Nurka stands there, and a paper on her horn, and it says: And I am Buba Kastorsky, original performer! I sing patters, and I sing them pretty well...

- And I see: my Nurka stands there, and a paper on her horn, and it says:

"We give you back the cow, aunt Darya. Don't be afraid of robbers,

and if they mess in again - they'll be dead."

- It is their sign: a cuckoo cries and a rooster answers.

They say, Budenny himself invented that sign. I swear by God.

They are coming...

And now, the blonde Josie!

This night will stay

forever in our memory.

This night of tamed and burning heart.

You whispered me until dawn

So passionately and tenderly

that you will marry me.

The night passed, and grey morning started again.

Again, the rain, bad weather and fog.

The night passed,

And I can't believe

that my last romance ended this way.

More, more!

- What are you laughing at, stallions? You've hit the boy and you're happy?

- Your father was more agile! Are you hurt?

Well, let's go, lad, have some kvass.

Do you think, lad, that Sidor the Terrible does not feel sorry

for each orphaned child? I do.

But this time is such that we can't help it.

Do you know, how many of my friends were killed by your father?

I know!

I would hang him even after he's dead! Your father was such a bastard, lad.

Here, drink.

- Danka is late. - Don't worry for him!

- Wait, Valerka! Listen, they are shooting in the village!

- So what? - Maybe something happened with Danka!

And I think that you are a bad psychologist, Yashka.

They shoot at random.

So to say, to reassure themselves. You understand? Cranky.

Why so long, Danka?

- What happened? - I hit my back. Burnash's people are in Zbruevka.

- Are there many of them? - Looks like many.

- For how long? - I don't know.

- Why did you come back? - I couldn't stay.

The Terrible recognized me.

- What do we do now? - We'll find out.

- I'll go, have a look. - Where will you go?

There are 40 families in Zbruevka, and no guys. Ones are with Budenny, others with Burnash.

If one of us appears there - they'll find us out.

Ksanka has to go.

Ksan, Ksanka! Dress up, you'll go to Zbruevka.

Maybe we shouldn't let her go alone, Dan?

Find out, how many of them are there and for how long are they staying.

Yashka, bring her to other bank and back. Understood?

You'll go to auntie Darya.

Good luck, Jeanne D'Arc.

Why does he call you Jeanna Darca? What for a word is it?

He is kinda psychologist. Knows different foreign words.

No, Valerka said that she was burned.

Ð e would not scruple to tell a lie.

- Ksan, you look better with a scarf. - Yeah right!

Certainly.

- What's with you? - I won't let you alone. We'll go together.

What, do you want to give me away? There is nothing to discuss, go!

Ksan, wait, wait!

- Did you hear what Danka told? - It's not that.

- Why is it? - It is my grandpa's cross, it draws the trouble away.

- I'll go. - Go!

Cuckoo...

You left her. Do you hear? You were a coward.

Why do you keep silent? Well, tell me, you chickened out!

- Don't make noise. - It comes out, everyone is for himself?

- Yashka couldn't help. - And you would leave her? - And what's the use?

I wouldn't save Ksanka and would go for nothing.

Wait for me here. If I don't come back before night, you go, Valerka.

- Who is there? - It's me, father Mokey.

Danka, goeie genade. And I thought that you were... with your father.

I'm alive.

They became angry. Threw a bell ringer from the church tower.

The bell is silent since Christmas. Silent.

- Why did you come? - I am looking for my sister.

Why look for her? She is in the bar. As a servant.

The Terrible is staying there with his gang.

Hide my freedom behind a grate, I will steal it with a grate.

A moon went out and hid behind clouds again.

Lock a black horse with five locks, I will steal it together with the locks!

I knew God and Devil, I was devil and god.

Hide a girl behind a high fence, I will steal her withthe fence.

Hide a girl behind a high fence, I will steal her withthe fence.

Dance! Give him a guitar.

We are weak, for we are men...

Give me gorilka!

You are a trickster, a rascal.

An unhandled mare, but of good blood.

- How do you know? - From the teeth.

I looked to the side: a coffin with the dead is flying above the gravestones,

And along the road - corpses with scythes.

And silence...

Drink, culprit, get used to our food.

Drink, scrounge, you can't hold in your hands anything except a guitar.

How are you going to fight with it?

His horse will hold a sabre for him.

Give me gorilka in a mug!

Hey, brothers, hold my hands!

Why are you breaking my dishes, brat?

Why do you interrupt our fun, God-seller?

More gorilka!

A, Ksusha, come here, daughter.

- Hello, uncle Sidor. - Do they trouble you? - No, not at all.

- I brought you a present, You like it? - Yes.

- Good, take it. - Thanks for present.

- Any visitors? - Not a soul.

- Did she go anywhere? - Not once.

If something happens - I'll tear your skin off.

She acts as a fool. I feel that she is together with them.

Any day now they will crow. If you notice anything, let me know.

So I can't hold anything except a guitar?

Brothers, friends, don't bring me to ruin...

- Maybe it's time, Danka? - He must give a sign.

- Give me a bullet! - No bullets!

Father-philosopher, the last bullet.

That's right!

Drink... drink... everybody drink.

*Avengers*

Ksushenka, daughter, do you want to kill me?

Yashka!

Burnash's people! Quickly, behind a stand!