Beanpole (Дылда)

ALEXANDER RODNYANSKY

SERGEY MELKUMOV

PRESENT

A FILM

BY KANTEMIR BALAGOV

BEANPOLE

LENINGRAD FIRST AUTUMN AFTER THE WAR

Iya.

Iya.

Beanpole.

Katya!

Katya, get me the soap.

Has she been frozen long?

Ages. I don't pay much attention to it.

You're back?

Give me a minute.

What are you doing here?

- I'm dropping off laundry. - Dropping off laundry?

Run up to 6th ward, Nikolay Ivanovich wants you.

Two... three... four. Keep it up at the back.

So... I set out early.

Move your arms wider.

And it was snowing hard.

- Stepan, can you feel anything here? - Nope... nothing.

So, anyway,

I set out early. It was snowing hard,

- which hid my tracks. - Show? You said rain.

You're getting mixed up. He always says snow.

Wasn't rain or snow. It was in the desert, at night.

You're so childish.

Nikolay Ivanovich, you asked for me?

One moment, lya.

Iva.

I was just telling them how

- Vice Admiral... - Kholostyakov.

Yes, ma'am.

He said to me: "Stepan,

He said, "He's killed 3 of our men and a captain.”

I went out to the bridge.

It was snowing hard, which hid my tracks.

- Anything here? - Nope, I can't feel it.

Was that a bit rough?

No, just fine.

You've let me down,

my heroic sniper.

I know, sorry.

You'll be back on your feet, and you'll outrun us all.

I'll be good as new for our wedding, won't 1?

- Soon, you won't even notice me. - Enough.

Get some rest, Stepan.

Let's go.

There's no fixing Stepan.

Has his next of kin information come in yet?

- Not yet. - Send a new request, then.

Soon this will all be over.

And I'll go treat simple hernias at a sanatorium.

By the sea.

I called you for a reason.

Here's the thing.

You...

We lost...

We... lost one of our men.

Take his food ration.

Tell the kitchen staff I OK'd it.

Thank you.

For you and your little man.

You sprouted up, but he... has some growing to do.

Pashka, shut your eyes.

What is it?

- I took him for a walk, a short one. - Mommy, food.

It's lucky he's so frail,

or I'd have gone numb out there.

Yeah. He's eaten, slept well.

I'm getting so many orders these days.

Taking up trousers. Letting down trousers.

I'm sick of measuring.

They raise their legs, sit down, spread their legs.

Food.

I tell them: "Mister, in real life, when do you move like that?

If you want it done well, stand still as a mannequin.”

The things we have to do.

- Let's go. - I'm a dressmaker, after all.

Dresses for special occasions.

For today and last week.

Will this do for a shirt?

- For Pashka? - Like I said, lots of orders.

Don't have a spare minute.

Don't smoke in here.

Take your boy with you tomorrow.

- I can't watch him. I'm busy. - Mommy, let's have food.

Hungry?

Yeah?

Food?

Yes, time for food.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Iva Sergeevna, do you need help?

It's not here.

Where's my pot?

Did someone take it again?

Goodness, who'd want it?

Ah, thank you.

We'll eat soon.

- Lya Sergeevna. - Yes?

Do you know what the name "lya" means?

- Gimme it. - It's Greek for a violet.

A violet, lya Sergeevna.

And you're like a violet, a delicate flower.

Come here.

Katya!

Hurry up!

Let me through.

Can you hurry up?

Come on, OK?

Don't step on my foot.

Mommy, look back there.

Oh, down we go. Yeah?

- Who is that? - A man.

A lady.

Oh, come on, fellas.

I'm getting dizzy.

Pashka, Pashka, look.

You know what he is?

- Do you know? - What is he?

With big teeth.

Pashka, Pashka. Pashka.

He's a wolf.

A wolf.

- Too easy, that's not fair. - Recognize me?

Pashka, what is he? What is he? Guess!

Can you guess, Pashka?

He's a pig, a pig.

What is he?

- What is he? - Guess!

- A bird. - Attaboy, you got it.

A bird.

Don't be shy.

What will you do?

- Come on. - It can be any animal.

Which do you know?

- Pashka, a dog, be a dog. - Yes.

- That's right, a dog. - Yes, Pashka, be a dog.

- Come on. - Well?

- Never seen a dog? - What does a dog do?

Where would he have seen a dog? They've all been eaten.

Woof!

Woof.

Woof.

Woof.

Easy now.

Settle down, settle down.

Settle down.

Right, Pashka. You monkey.

Off you go. Go on.

Right.

What are you doing?

Give me that. Here.

Come on.

- No. - Give it to me.

You little monkey, Pashka. Monkey.

It's mine.

- Mine, mine. - Mine.

Mine.

- Mine, mine. - Mine.

Mama, stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

So, it'll be better if you hide your hips. Hello.

Hello.

Beanpole...

Beanpole, open up.

What's wrong? Is it locked?

- She must be at work. - I heard the door close.

I didn't hear it.

Lya!

Beanpole.

- She probably froze up. - Maybe she's sick?

- What is it? - We should open the door.

It's latched shut.

- We need to lift the latch. - Beanpole.

Iva.

- What's going on? - The power's been turned off again.

Beanpole.

My quiet one.

Frozen again.

I'm so happy to see you.

Me too.

So... where's Pashka?

Out for a walk with the neighbor?

Well, alright.

Do you have a candle?

Yes.

One... for you,

and one for me.

For both of us.

Our favorite.

For Pashka.

The chief of staff...