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MOSFILM Wait, Squirrel! Here, put it on. Look! Cranes like ships
Sailing up in the sky, White ones and grey ones,
With long beaks, they fly! Look! You see… You with your “cranes like ships”. THE CRANES ARE FLYING Written by V. ROZOV Directed by M. KALATOZOV Director of Photography
S. URUSEVSKY Associate Director – B. FRIDMAN
Production Designer – Y. SVIDETELEV Music by M. VAINBERG
Sound by I. MAYOROV English subtitles by
T. KAMENEVA Starring T. SAMOILOVA as Veronica
as Feodor Ivanovich A. SHVORIN as Mark
S. KHARITONOVA as Irina K. NIKITIN as Volodya
V. ZUBKOV as Stepan A. BOGDANOVA as Grandma
as Anna Mikhailovna An Order of Lenin Film Studio
“Mosfilm” production, 1957 Who is there? Wait! Well, all right. Say when, then. Thursday, on the embankment. Come on, that’s too long. Squirrel! You haven’t told me
when! Squirrel, at what time?
What time on Thursday? No, I can’t make it. I’ll be working. – All right.
– Don’t be late. Squirrel! – She’s gone crazy over him.
– And he’s over her. That’s love, my dear.
A harmless mental disturbance. Grandma, why aren’t you asleep? Because it’s time to get up, Boris! Stop chomping!
Running around all night… Are you jealous? You haven’t torn it, have you? Your jacket’s all right. Outrageous!
It’s noon and he’s still in bed. The boy deserves a good rest
on Sunday. He works hard. That work of his will result
in a marriage. That’s when you’ll be really
jealous. For Irina, her diploma comes first. Look out, Uncle Fedya. She’ll be a full professor soon,
while you’re still only a MD. If children don’t surpass
their parents, then the children are fools
and the parents are no better. Thanks, Mamma. This is Radio Moscow broadcasting
over all of the Soviet Union! – What is it?
– What has happened? Boris! We’re at war!
Do you hear? We’re at war! Leave me alone! Hi! Boris is working day and night.
Are you waiting for him? I’m not waiting for anyone. Veronica! In time of war,
one should not get confused. One should hold on to
a normal life pace. Take me. I dream of dedicating to you
my first symphony. Will you come to the concert? Suppose the Army calls you up? The Army? I doubt it. Hardly. Why “hardly”? The most talented ones
will be exempted. – Are you the most talented one?
– Me? Certainly. Why are you following me around?
Aren’t you ashamed? I am.
I tried to keep away from you. I know, Boris is my cousin. But I can’t help myself! Wait! – Wait!
– I’m going home alone. Hey, slow down!
You just had an operation. I’d better be in shape
for that field-pack. They’re not wasting men like you
in the Army. There’ll only be one exemption
here, and one of us’ll get it. They’d better give it to you.
You’ve got knowledge, experience. And you’ve got talent.
Save your sketches. My wife’s already got my bag
packed. Well, as they say,
let’s get our bayonets ready. Hey, Stepan! Guys, give me
a hand… Stepan! Excuse me, Sachkov. – Where’s the summons?
– Not yet. I can’t wait. – Are you off now?
– No, I’ve got those sketches… – I see. Take care.
– Okay. – Hey!
– Yeah? – Have you told her?
– No, it’s too early… – You’re right. See you tomorrow.
– Right. – Let go.
– I won’t. – You’re going to fall down.
– No, I won’t. – You’ll rip up the blackout.
– It’s a blanket. I’m going to call the militia. I’m sick of the blackout.
Give me the blanket. – Let go. You’ll fall.
– No, I won’t. Come on, Squirrel, cut it out.
Let me hang this up. You didn’t come to the embankment
today, but Mark did. – He’s very handsome.
– So what? – Aren’t you jealous?
– What? – Aren’t you jealous?
– I haven’t got the time for it. I won’t have much time either when
I go to the architecture college. You’ll never pass the entrance
exams. – I will!
– I doubt it. Cranes like ships
Sailing up in the sky, White ones and grey ones,
With long beaks, they fly. – Do you like my song?
– Very profound. Oh frogs, you keep on croaking,
Why didn’t you think of looking up? You went on leaping, in mud soaking
That’s why you ended eaten up. – All right, you won, hero.
– I won, I won! I won. All right. – D’you think you’ll be drafted?
– Sure. – You won’t volunteer?
– I might. Why not? No, you won’t! I won’t let you. You know you’ll get an exemption.
That’s why you talk so big. – Why do you think so?
– Everyone smart will be exempted. Then the only ones to do
the fighting will be the fools. I don’t want to talk to you
ever again. Veronica, there’s something
I must tell you. I don’t want to hear it. And, please, don’t call me
Veronica. – Who am I?
– Squirrel. Listen… – What will you give me tomorrow?
– It’s a secret. If you give me something sweet,
I’ll eat it up and forget about it. Give me something
to remember you with. Kiss me now. When I’m with you,
I’m not afraid of anything. Not even the war. Though, I’m afraid of the militia. – Veronica…
– You know what? – Do you know?
– No. I’ll have a beautiful white dress
made for our wedding. One like my grandmother had. And a veil…
Very long and white. And you should wear
your dark suit. – And you and I will go…
– To a registry office. – Is it a deal?
– It’s a deal. – You know I like this blackout.
– What’s so good about it? Hi! – Stepan!
– Veronica! – I’ve got a treat for both of you.
– Fine. – What is it?
– It’s a secret. – Has it arrived?
– Yes, this morning. – Why didn’t you say so? Tell me.
– Well, go on. You should’ve seen what’s
going on over at the factory. Make it short, will you? I’m telling you:
there’s so much excitement… – Never mind that.
– Your folks told me… – When do we report?
– Today at 5:30. Look at those cherries!
Is anything wrong? – They’re nice!
– Army orders. – No! For you?
– Me too. We both volunteered… When? – You volunteered?
– It’s army orders. Wait! What about us? Stepan… No, I’ve got to go.
My folks are going to… So long. Squirrel! I didn’t want to tell you
before your birthday. – And now I have to go.
– Of course. Boris! Squirrel, what is this? White cranes flying…
I like that. I’m going to be all right.
Do you hear? And after that we’ll live together…
a hundred years. Go on now. We’ll say goodbye later. Don’t be late. What difference would it make
if he went a day later? What a nerve if he’s still
with Veronica. – Boris!
– Did Dad call? He was furious.
Why didn’t you tell anyone? So that we didn’t have any scenes
like that. Get these prints back
to the factory tomorrow. – Give them to Kuzmin, the engineer.
– I will, don’t worry. What are you putting in there? I’m going out for a bottle of wine. Grandma, do me a favor. Just a minute… – Will they send you to the front?
– Probably. Here, Grandma… Wait. Tomorrow when you get up,
take this to her… – What is it?
– Her birthday present. And help her. After all, it’s war… Please, be kind to her. And what if I die? You don’t have the right, especially now,
with so many secrets to protect. – Well, suppose I do…
– Come on… Quiet now, Grandma.
That’s Veronica! No, it’s just Irina. Thank heaven, you’ve come. – Boris!
– Yes? Come over here. You’re 25 years old
and you behave like a fool. What are we, children? What is it?
Are we playing hide and seek? Are you starved for adventures? What kind of a man are you? Where’s Irina, and Mark? Irina is making coffee,
Mark went out for wine. Coffee, wine…
What kind of send-off is that? Irina! Bring that thing
from the medicine chest. Boris, come over here. – Where is Veronica?
– She’ll be here. – But where’s she?
– She’s busy. She’s supposed to be here.
Her fiance is going away. I’m not her fiance. – What are you then?
– Just a friend… – That sounds suspicious…
– I don’t mean that way, Dad. – Then what do you mean?
– Look, give me a break. – Here’s the alcohol.
– Have it diluted. I got some port wine. Drink it yourself.
We’ll have a more robust drink. Well, are we all here?
Let’s sit down. It’s Veronica. Aren’t you going to welcome her,
friend? At last! Is Boris home?
We’re from the factory. Please, come in. I thought it was the fiancee. – We’ve come from the factory.
– What about the presents? – Sorry. This one’s yours.
– Yes… Thank you. On behalf of the Factory
Committee… Comrade Boris, you must fight
to the last drop of your blood. Smash the accursed fascists, and we, in the factory, will fulfil
and overfulfil our quotas. We’ve heard all that before. You’d better join us
and drink to my son, Boris. Well, I suppose… life in this world of ours
is not yet what we would like it to be. Now you’re going to war, Boris… – Let’s drink.
– To you. Irina! What about Grandma? We saw my brother off last night.
My mother was crying… – What about you?
– I was too. – On whose behalf, the committee’s?
– I wasn’t thinking about that. There’s no one to see off in our
family, we have 3 girls and Mom. It’s somewhat embarrassing…
I feel left out… Yes, and when they come back,
you’ll really envy us. The trouble is, not all of them
will be coming back. For those who don’t,
a magnificent monument, with their names inscribed in gold. Irina, don’t just sit there.
Fill the glasses. And you folks in the rear,
fulfil and overfulfil! Now, Grandma, don’t forget. Mark, stay with Dad. He’ll be all right.
I’ll see you off. About face! Platoon, forward
march! Take it, Grandma! – Boris!
– Mamma! – I won’t see him again.
– I’m sorry, Mamma. Drink it. You’ll feel better. – Where are you going?
– To the hospital. But you aren’t on call now. Varvara Kapitonovna,
I’ve got to see Boris… He’s gone. – Gone? Where?
– To report for the Army. – Oh, no!
– Come in. – Where was he supposed to report?
– I don’t know. What is it? It’s from Boris. For your birthday.
There’s a note inside. – Where’s the note?
– Why? Isn’t it there? Maybe it fell?
Maybe he forgot in a hurry. – Forgot?
– He’ll write to you. Where were you? – Where’s Boris gone?
– It’s the schoolyard near the park. Calm down, she’ll be here. It would be quite a job
finding someone in this crowd. What are you doing? Write to me. Write every day. Didn’t I tell you to ship
the cauliflower? An airplane is high above,
Over the roofs it’s droning. It’s my sweetheart sends his love
From his sky-high soaring. It was used to be before
That he saw me to my door. Now it’s been quite a turn-off:
I’m the one to see him off! Don’t forget to write
your Army Post Office number. – Cheer up, pug-nose!
– We’ll wait till you come back. Goodbye, Boris! Take care! Fall in! She will come. Boris! Boris! Dress! Attention!
Forward march! Boris! That’s my little chicken! Boris! Boris! Grandma… Nothing?
He hasn’t written to me either. – Any news?
– No. Oh, this damn war! We’ll have to keep going somehow.
Have you decided about a job? I’m starting at the war factory
tomorrow. Air-raid alert! Hurry on to the subway.
I’ve got to finish this. Get your things. – Where’s the knapsack?
– It’s over there. I won’t go without you. If it gets bad, we’ll run down. Go on, now. Be careful in the subway! She’s so frightened, poor thing. Aren’t you? When I know that Veronica’s
safe and you’re with me, I’m not such a coward. The filthy murderers! We’ll get back at you, you wait! He’s not writing to me. Oh, he must have written.
It’s just the mail. All clear!
The air raid has been terminated. Let’s go! Here’s where I live now. If you decide to work with us,
call me at the factory. – I will.
– Goodbye. Get down here! Come back! What’s the matter? Are you crazy? I’m sorry. Veronica, you can stay with us
from now on. You can have Boris’ room.
Mark will move in with Fedya… Mark, she’ll need some attention
to keep her from brooding. Irina and I are so busy
at the hospital. I’ll do what I can, Uncle Fedya.
I promised Boris. – Is it agreed?
– Um-hmm. Is this the factory?
May I speak to Kuzmin? He was drafted, too? Excuse me, has anyone heard
from Boris Borozdin? If it weren’t for this damn war, I’d be playing this
in the Tchaikovsky Hall. For you. Veronica! Let’s go to the subway. – I’m not going.
– Don’t be silly. Come on. – Are you afraid?
– For you. Come with me. I’m not afraid of anything. – Veronica, let’s go to the subway!
– No, I’m not going. – Stop it! You’ve gone crazy!
– I’m not going! I love you. No. – I love you!
– No! No! – I love you!
– Go away! – I love you!
– No! No! No! It’s stupid to get surrounded
like this. – Stepan, quit whining.
– Who’s whining? I’m not. The captain said we might be
able to break out by tonight. Yeah, that’s what he says. Sachkov!
Where’d you find that rookie? In the incubator.
He’s our reinforcements. Now we’ll break through for sure. Is that a way to talk about
a married soldier? I got yoked in my last year
of school. The result of too much of
education. You’re funny. Laughed yourselves
right into a trap, I guess. – Volodya, you really married?
– I said it to sound important. – Borozdin!
– Yes? You’ll go on a reconnaissance
mission. You got to find the best place
for us to break through tonight. – Turn in your documents.
– Yes, sir. Hey, Sachkov! Take this, will you? Why don’t we rest?
And have a smoke. Is she always laughing like that? She probably thinks we’re all
dead. Let me see that beauty. Hey, that’s the soldier’s life
for you! – You’re here, and she…
– And she what? Hey, let me try that thing. – Hold it, will you, Sachkov?
– Certainly. Not bad for a first try. Stop that! – Aren’t you ashamed?
– No, sir. – Five days under arrest!
– Yes, sir. – You both go on a reconnaissance.
– Why? Turn in your papers! Boris, here. On account of her? – I’d say she was worth it.
– She sure is! However, we must maintain
discipline! You hear that? Discipline… Stepan, keep this. Be careful, don’t lose it. We… We’ll get married,
Uncle Fedya. Oh, I forgot. There’s some
sausage left. – Keep your head down!
– Stop ordering around! Let’s get out of here
before they get wise. – If you’re scared, run.
– Come on, you idiot! Hey! Musician! Are you deaf? Why the devil I’v got tied up
with him? What’s wrong with you?
Can you hear me? – Go on. I want to rest for a while.
– Are you wounded? Hold on to me. – Leave me alone.
– I tell you, get up! Now hang on, hold tight. This way’s no good.
I’ll have to carry you. Come on, leave me here. Are you still sore
because I punched you? – You were just lucky, otherwise…
– Shut up, we’ll talk later. Here we go… Are you all right? Hold on, friend. It’s only a little way to the woods.
We’ll be safe there. I’m winded. Let’s rest a bit.
It’s a little quieter here. How are you? It’s hard to breathe. Hold on, we’ll have to get you
married yet… Hey, buddy! What’s the matter
with you? What’s wrong? Forgive me, friend, forgive me… It’s my fault… Forgive me…
friend… Hey, somebody! Help! Help! Help! Can you hear me, Boris?
Are you hit? It’s nothing, I am just… The Soviet Information Bureau
reports that there were no important changes on the front in the past 24 hours. No news is good news. Families evacuated with Plant 326 will be quartered
on Vosstaniya Street. Comrades, report here, please. – Irina, help me with the wounded.
– I’ll get an orderly. Everybody off! Siberia!
We can’t run much farther. Poor Mother Russia! Attention, please! Chief of Army
Hospital, Comrade Borozdin, please report to the military
commandant at once. Maybe we’ll find peace here
at last. Out of the way, the evacuated. Your stove is smoking. Oh, I’m sorry. Save your dreaming till the war
is over. Where are you going? To the hospital. I’m on duty. She wanders around like a ghost,
all nerves. The poor thing is waiting
for a letter. From whom? Her husband’s not
up at the front like ours. She’s not waiting for any letter. – D’you have the 2nd shift at school?
– Yes. Cranes like ships,
Sailing up in the sky… I can’t get those silly verses
out of my head. There she is! – Who?
– The mail carrier. If I can count up to 50,
there’ll be a letter for me. – One, two, three, four…
– Stop it, Veronica. – Fifteen, sixteen…
– Veronica, this is madness. – Nineteen, twenty…
– Stop it! Forty-seven, forty-eight… – Good morning!
– Good morning! Sorry, nothing for you. Here you are. – Lebedeva?
– That’s me. – Paliukaitis?
– Nothing. From my eldest.
From the Ukrainian Front. I didn’t know Boris. But everyone says what a fine,
talented boy he was. Was? Listed as missing in action
doesn’t mean he was killed. Of course not.
I just didn’t put it right. – What’s wrong, Veronica?
– I’m dying, Anna Mikhailovna. Come on, Veronica. You poor child. I’ve lost everything. You have your whole life
before you. I don’t want it!
What’s it good for? You must forget the past.
It is human nature to forget. I don’t want to forget.
I don’t need it. But you can’t go on tormenting
yourself for your mistakes. I should do it. All my life. You teach history.
You’re a wise woman. Tell me what’s the meaning
of life? The meaning of life? Maybe it’s in… – Did Chernov get here yet?
– Not yet. Wow, I’m really famished! Try to be nice to Chernov
when he comes, please. He makes me ill. I feel exactly the same way,
but after all he’s my boss. That gives you a reason
to lick his boots? Please, Veronica, this can’t go on. You’re always so irritable,
always criticizing. Tell me,
how can I make you happy? Just disappear. Come in, it’s open. Come in! Mark, pardon my invasion. Not at all. It’s a pleasure.
Here, let me take that. Did you see the paper? The Germans
have advanced in the Caucasus. Yes, it’s awful. But we’ll show them
what we’re made of yet! Please make yourself comfortable.
It’s warm here. Your place is nice and cozy. My wife and children are in
Tashkent, so I’m kind of homeless. – Good day, Veronica.
– Good day. – Where are you going, darling?
– To the hospital. I’m on duty. Bundle up. It’s very cold. I admire your wife.
She’s so honest… She must be very happy with you. – I was looking for you at the
Philharmonic. – Was there a concert? No. But are you going
to the birthday party tonight? I might. – What are you giving her?
– What can I give her? The war! Yes, this war. It’s nothing gorgeous, of course,
but tie a little trifle to it and Antonina will be pleased. It’s wonderful! What do I owe you? – It’s really nothing, forget it.
– Thank you very much. Mark, can you do me a favor? – Is someone up there?
– No. Could you get
some drugs for me from Feodor Ivanovich? Fine job, Irina. He’ll pull through. I hope so. It would be downright mean
of him not to. Irina,
you should have been a man! I’m doing all right as a girl. Veronica! What are you doing
here so early? The clock was fast. Poor girl… I can’t forgive her for
what she did to Boris. New patients again! I told them I have no more room. I’m running a hospital,
not a barrel of herrings! – Are these from Kalach?
– From Stalingrad. Some from the front line,
others from the hospitals. No place for us here, either. Don’t worry, they’ll find room. I’ll take 80 men. The rest will have to go
to other hospitals. Let’s see now… Please give my regards to Sergei, Feodor, Vassily, Aunt Maria, Agraphyona, Catherine, Barbara, Nikolai, Catherine… – You already said Catherine.
– That’s another one. – Don’t you want to explain it?
– They’ll figure it out. So, Zinaida, Antonina, Kuzma… Nurse! – What do you want, Vorobyov?
– Never mind. Nurse! – He wants a potty.
– I’ll give it to him. Thanks. That’s beautiful music! Turn it up a little louder,
will you please? Shut up your music! Turn it down! You hear me? Who was that shouting? I did, so what? – Zakharov, what’s wrong?
– Leave ma alone! He’s gone berserk. He got bad news
from home this morning. His girl just got married to
a friend of his, bitch. He hasn’t had a bite to eat.
Try to see what you can do, nurse. Those broads are worse than
fascists, aiming right in the heart. You must try to eat.
It’s the only way to get well. I don’t want to get well!
I just want to croak! Get the doctor. Calm down. Please, calm down. Because of a woman…
What a dumbbell! Get the doctor!
Get the doctor now! Quit that yelling!
Cackling like a bunch of hens! Where will they take us now? There’re plenty of hospitals
in this wide world. Guys, the chief is coming! Bastards! Quiet down! You’re a soldier in the Red Army!
Want to desert it? You afraid that if we cure you,
you might go back in the army? You’re not being fair.
He got a bad letter from home. I know.
That’s just an excuse. So what if his girl’s left him?
Good riddance! She’s not worth a dime if she gave up a handsome soldier
like this, a real hero, for a puny draft-dodger! Right. She’s the one who’s missed
her happiness! And whatever she’s got,
she deserves it! What a petty soul! Can a woman like that understand
the suffering you’ve gone through? Killing her would be too good
for her kind. You stood the most difficult trial. You looked death in the face,
went to meet it yourself. And she couldn’t stand
the small test of time. For women like that, no honorable
man can have anything but contempt! For such creatures
there is no pardon! Bandage him! Aunt Sima, bring him fresh
porridge and some hot tea. Be good now. Veronica… What the hell kind of a mother
are you? Keep an eye on your kid! And I’ll be held responsible!
Daydreaming, you fool! – Who are you?
– Mamma’s boy. – Where are you from?
– From Voroshilovgrad. – How old are you?
– Three months and three years. – What’s your name?
– Boris. – What?
– Boris. – Why the fancy get-up?
– A concert in the hospital. – A likely story!
– All right, all right. – Is Mark here?
– So far yes. I’ve been saving this for you. Thank you very much,
Anna Mikhailovna. It’s for a little boy we know.
It’s his birthday. I wish everyone were as kind-
hearted as you are, Mark. The symptomatology of this type
of compound injury depends primarily on changes
in the nodal structure… – Interesting, but beyond me.
– Why, it’s really quite simple. They are not readily apparent
to the clinical practitioner, but in most cases
the etiology… – What is this?
– What kind of a trick is that? What do you mean, trick?
The poor child lost his parents. I want my mommy! You ought to have taken him
to the Foundling Center. You go yourself to the Center! – Rude child!
– I’m not, you’re rude! Now, don’t cry. We’ll go find
your mommy in Voroshilovgrad. Now, now, be quiet. – Poor baby, he wants his mommy.
– Look, here comes a goat… Stop rattling. You’re hurting
my ears. Here, play with the cover.
Don’t you want it? Oh, my God.
Here’s a bagel roll for you. Keep him quiet!
He’s driving me crazy. If we had some toys for him
to play with… Irina, take him for a minute. Hah, what next?
Stop crying, will you? Let me take him. Come on, my little one,
my little Boris… I’ll undress you and put you
to bed… Have anyone seen my squirrel? Yes, Mark took it. – Why?
– He’s giving it to some boy. My squirrel to a boy? – Where’s Mark?
– I don’t know. – Where’s Mark?
– I don’t know. You’re hiding something from me.
You know where he’s, don’t you? Where’s he? He’s probably gone to
Antonina’s party. – What Antonina?
– Why don’t you ask Mark? – Who’s she, tell me!
– Don’t order me around. Mark visits her occasionally.
Do you get it? – You’re saying this to spite me.
– Why would I want to? Because I’m married, I’m loved,
and you’re still a spinster! Stop it, Veronica! Antonina lives near
the food shop, in the little house next door.
Go over there and see for yourself. Calm down. I should do something. When Mark comes home, you’ll
have a talk. But now you must wait. Sure, I must wait… That’s all
I’ve been doing all the time. That’s enough! May our lips benumb.
Words are futile. They so often lie perchance. And only our eyes
Will never dare lie, Forever true their parting glance. My eyes are now sad and dark, As though therein a candle
was put out… In Leningrad after my parties
we’d go for a ride, from one part of the city
to the other. Arrange for a ride now. There’s a war on, Antonina. Cars are worth its weight in gold,
the gasoline is strictly rationed. Get any kind of car! I beg you! A fire-engine, an ambulance,
a truck… anything! Let me hope where there’s
hope no longer! Just the two of us?
To the point of full abandon? I’ll see what I can do. I love you! Sorry, I don’t dance. I thought I’d tried everything, but I’ve never tried golden
chestnuts. Look, a note! – It’s a birthday note for me.
– Congratulations! Where’s the squirrel?
Where’s my squirrel? Look, you mustn’t think that… There’s a note here from
somebody named Boris. My only one, happy birthday… On this day you were born. It’s hard leaving you. But it can’t be helped.
It’s war! I must go. We can’t go on living the way
we did, enjoying ourselves while death stalks our land. We will be happy some day. I love you, I trust you.
Your Boris. Why are you so alarmed?
Go home. I’ll be right back. Why? – Take your coat off.
– Thank you. You know, all the Philharmonic
cars are being used tonight, and I must have a car. You’re Chief Surgeon, you won’t
refuse me this little favor… Transportation is our most
critical problem. It was difficult for me too,
but I did my best. I went out of my way,
because you asked me… – What I asked you?
– The exemption. Now it’s about to expire, and this time to get it
will be almost impossible. – What d’you mean, exemption?
– The exemption for Mark. You can be sure I handled
the whole thing discreetly. Could Mark have done it
without informing you? He even offered me money
in your name… I’m sorry. I’m glad you’re here, Uncle Fedya.
I wish you’d talk to her. She burst in without being
invited, started a fight… Shut the door. Do you believe that anybody likes having his son marching off
to war? What do you mean? Or do you believe that for your
petty pleasures and well-being others must lose their arms,
legs, eyes, jaws, even their lives? And you owe nothing to no one? You know I’ve got an exemption,
Uncle Fedya. Tell us how you got
this exemption. What are you doing, Veronica? It’s all right. I’m going to rent
a room. And I’m taking the boy… Perhaps someone else had better
rent a room? Gladly. I’ve been wanting to
for a long time. I wish you’d driven me out
in the first place. You’ve been through
a terrible ordeal. Only one who had done something
worse could have condemned you. Stay with us. I can’t. I cannot hide behind someone
else’s back. I don’t want to. Think it over. Listen, where can I find
the Borozdin family? – Which one are you looking for?
– Feodor Ivanovich. He is not in at the moment. Are you from Boris? No, I’m by myself.
I have to see Feodor Ivanovich. – Won’t you sit down?
– Thanks. Feodor Ivanovich should be
here in a few minutes. – May I go out?
– All right. – Is he yours?
– Yes, he’s mine. He looks like you. Are you a relative of
the Borozdins? Not really. Well, I’ve done all the fighting
I’ll ever do. Going home? Not yet.
Leningrad’s still blockaded. – Yeah, I’m in a spot.
– Why? I guess there’s no harm in telling
you because you’re not the family. But how do you tell a man
his son was killed? – Where did it happen?
– Near Smolensk. What do you want me to play? I don’t care. Tell me, did you see him buried? No. I was put on a stretcher
and taken to a hospital, and he was with a friend of his,
Stepan. Stepan… I’ve got to find his girl now. He was really in love with her. I’m the girl. Come to see us when you’re
in Moscow, Volodya. Thanks very much. I will. The war’s over. It’s strange,
isn’t it? And you’re still waiting? I am. One must always
keep on hoping. What’s the use of waiting?
I saw it with my own eyes. What did you see? You saw him
wounded? You saw him fall? You didn’t see him die. But if he’s alive,
why hasn’t he written to you? Anything could happen. Stepan
hasn’t written to anyone either. They know at the factory that
he was in some Special Operations. Dasha promised to let me know
when he’s back. Boris is alive. He’s alive. Look! The victors are coming! Kolia, darling, you’re back! Boris! Veronica! Stepan! The flowers… For you. Well? What? You see… Well… My darling! Dear mothers,
fathers, brothers and sisters! The happiness of our reunion
is boundless. The heart of
every Soviet citizen sings with joy, the joy of victory! We have all waited
for this happy moment. We dreamed of it in the darkest
hours of our struggle. But we’ll never forget those who
lie silent on the battlefield. Years will pass,
our cities will rise again, and our wounds may one day
be forgotten. Let one thing remain in our hearts,
a cold hatred of war! We deeply feel the grief of those who cannot meet
their loved ones today. We must all take a vow
to keep our promise that sweethearts will never again
be parted by war, that mothers may never again
fear for their children, that our brave fathers may not
stealthily swallow their tears. We have won and remained alive,
not for destruction but to build a new life! Don’t just stand there. Give
the flowers to whoever they’re for. Thank you very much, sister. Oh, what a darling! What a chubby little darling! Look, the cranes are flying
over Moscow! The End

100 thoughts on “Летят журавли

  1. Замечательный фильм!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Низкий поклон создателям и нашим великим актёрам!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Я не могу этот фильм смотреть без слёз! Какая игра!!!!

  3. Этот фильм – это Больше ,чем Кино и Киноискусство . (ИМХО) С исторической точки зрения.

    И я думаю, что есть даже некоторое Проведение в том, что у Татьяны Самойловой было не так много других кино ролей…А если были, то тоже великие образы – мечта любой Актрисы – Анна Каренина…. Просто невозможно ничего поставить рядом с этими образами и Фильмом…С этой Темой… Все остальное было бы просто мелко и бросало бы неправильную тень.

  4. There are many movies about sufferings of soldiers bit not few about the suffering of women during the war.
    A True Masterpiece.

  5. It is the best soviet film !!! MASTERPIECE ! It' POWERFUL !!! It shows what actually happend to the people during the war, how it changed their lives, and all that was real: kindness, hopes, tears, feelings, true love and devotion, the empathy…it's pure perfection in terms of director's work. And I'm proud to be Russian, that it's a part of my culture, and I'm proud of my grandfathers who fought for the country (one of them died), their and our future, my grandmother, who helped the soldiers…It is dedicated to all who participated in the war, who lost their beloved ones, who suffered…and still believed in the better days to come !

  6. Вероника, как умственно отсталая, такие странные, нелогичные вещи творила. Даже, как-то неловко и стыдно за неё.

  7. I have seen this movie in my home town Rasht, Iran in 1958 and loved it and never forgot it. Tatiana samoilova played her role excellently .
    It was one of the sad love/ war story. Which we would not see often from Russia .

    I am glad that i found it in youtube

  8. сильный фильм. по сюжету "граф монте кристо" напомнило. там так же Мерседес, как и Белка не дождавшись своего эдмон дантеса женилась на другом.


    From its opening shot in monochrome to accentuate the architecture against the sky you’ll experiencing Cranes flying overhead in Moscow before being blitzed and shattering Soviet confidence until their stout resistance proved their incredible ingenuity and the steel to win

    Quite rightly regarded as one of the most critically-acclaimed Soviet film about World War II. It depicts the cruelty of war and the damage suffered to the Soviet psyche concentrating on the lives linked and dying as a result of the Great Patriotic War [1941-45]

    Directed at Mosfilm by the Georgian-born Soviet director Mikhail Kalatozov in 1957 and stars Aleksey Batalov and Tatiana Samoilova in a powerful bitter sweet love story with a marked emphasis on the creative role of women fighting their corner through to post-war reconstruction.

    In this war-ravaged landscape and, being reminded everyday of the approaching noise of the nazies, our characters, volunteers to fight as partisans or field hospitals- it illustrate the daily grind of living trying to avoid the Fascist Boot!

    While, they wait, constantly forced too change their locations, revealing the truth of the German's genocidal fury forcing everybody to compete for existence, even protagonists and there's much to settled since the introduction of another suitor.

    After such devastation, recrimination and a multi-dimensional conflict, drawing in Soviet citizens from other republics and our characters being brutally tested —as the abiding image of hope the Cranes are Flying again over Moscow!

    But, and this is vital, given the cost of losing over 30 million sacrificed — defending democracy, it's Tatiana Samoilova as Veronika who stars — her 'authenticity' based on an actuality provides a far more complex celluloid actor than a host of candy-floss Hollywood whores!

    It won the Palme d'Or at the 1958 Cannes Film Festival, the only Soviet film to win that award, although The Turning Point (1946) was one of eleven films awarded that year's Grand Prix, the predecessor of the Palme d'Or!

    ©Jeff Sawtell

  10. One of my top 10 movies … wonderful story, beautiful camera-work … this & Wong Kar-Wai's 'In the Mood for Love' are the two movies where I suddenly found that tears were running down my cheeks as I was watching.

  11. А у меня дед , царствие небесное , когда выпьет говорил . Что если бы знал , что так будем жить – так лучше бы за немцев воевал . Пьяные слова , понятное дело . Но в них такая горькая правда …

  12. Какой фильм!
    Как снят!
    На все поколения!!
    Дают люди как разочарование так и веру!

  13. Praise for this wonderful upload, a great movie, a great story. Praise to Soviet cinema and to the Russian people.

  14. Советский период величайший расцвет нашей культуры и много ещё чего, но не буду об этом. 70 лет, перевернувших всё, в хорошем смысле слова. Я верю, что новый рассвет настанет, у нас это с промежутками по 50 лет, но нам нельзя без цели

  15. Невероятный по глубине и чистоте фильм. Это не игра актёров, это проживание роли, так сейчас не снимают и не играют. БеЗконечно трогательно…

  16. Выдающийся фильм получивший много международных наград.Франция помнит Самойлову где ей апплодировали стоя когда она -приехала вновь на Канский фестиваль.Потрясающая игра Самойловой и прекрсная операторская работа с преминением впервые широкофоксной камеры.

  17. За отвратительную"реставрацию"фильма "Летят журавли" К.Шахназарова-директора концерна"Мосфильм",где сотворили это БЕЗОБРАЗИЕ,надо бы высечь розгами! Теперь понятно почему в его"Анне Карениной"царский офицер Вронский валяется в постели с дамой,которую Анна Каренина(в девичестве княжна Облонская)в горничные бы не взяла,с бритыми подмышками! Огламурился директор концерна до одурения!А ведь когда-то"День полнолуния" снял.Ему бы к Соловьеву на ВГТРК поменьше ходить-опошляться!Загубил гад"Летят журавли"!

  18. Как оператор очень хорошо показывает красивую девичью(женскую )фигуру,это надо уметь заметить,это поймет только тот,кто восхищается женщиной и особенно ее женскими линиями,изгибами талии и другое,это супер фильм советской эпохи!!!

  19. Привет из Хорватии, мне 18 лет и люблю смотрет Советское и Русское кино в общем, меня расплакал этот фильм как и Баллада о Солдате, Отец Солдата, Судьба Человека… вот что такое настоящее кино, а не сегодняшний Голливуд с фалшивими чувствами. Ваши фильмы для меня как зеркало вашей славянской душы по которой вы известны и почему я влюблен у вас)) Привет из Славянской и братской Хорватии и извините если у меня какие то ошибкы в граматике я ещё изучаю ваш красивий язык)

  20. Дорогие матери, отцы, братья и сестры!
    Счастье нашей встречи безмерно. Ликует сердце каждого советского человека. Радость поет в сердцах! Эту радость нам принесла победа.
    Мы все ждали этих счастливых минут. Все от радости головы потеряли.

    Но мы не забудем тех, кто остался на полях великих битв. Пройдет время, люди отстроят города, деревни. Зарубцуются наши раны, но никогда не угаснет лютая ненависть к войне!

    Мы глубоко чувствуем горе тех, кто сегодня не может встретить своих близких.

    И мы сделаем все, чтобы будущие невесты никогда не теряли женихов, чтобы матери не дрожали за жизнь своих детей, чтобы мужественные отцы не глотали украдкой слезы.

    Мы победили и остались жить не во имя разрушений, а во имя созидания новой жизни!

  21. Эх.. Почему сейчас в России не умеют снимать кино.. Вот старые фильмы – шедевры!Ныне Российское кино на дне и это жаль.
    Фильм душевный.

  22. А потом Афган…Чечня…Абхазии..Сирии…
    До свидания ,мальчики!
    Мальчики,постарайтесь вернуться назад!!!……..
    Вечная память всем героям земли русской,за Отчизну голову сложившим…

  23. Поганая современная реклама как доской по лбу.Ну не сочетается современное ВЕЗДЕСУЩЕЕ ДЕРЬМО с золотым веком – и кинематографа и жизни и общества и порядка.

  24. Wow. I’m from india and this is the first time I watched a Russian movie from the soviet era. This movie is truly a masterpiece. Thanks for the English subtitles!

  25. откуда взялся 2-й укр фронт во время Сталинграда? он же в конце 43 был образован.
    p.s. фильм шедевр

  26. ШЕДЕВРАЛЬНО!!!!! – так сейчас говорят..а мы жили в ТОМ времени и ПРОСТРАНСТВЕ….

  27. А почему родители Вероники не пошли в бомбоубежище?

  28. Вроде смотришь, птицы летают. Небо голубое, вода журчит. Жизнь идёт, а мы живём.. А сколько людей за это полегло? За каждый клочок земли? Вроде смотришь, Американцы, Британцы, Французы… Восхваляют каждого своего солдатика, даже за незначительную победу. … И память о них будет жива всегда…. А есть бляди из стран СНГ, которые очерняют и оскверняют память своих же героев, приравнивая их к нацистам…. А Геббельс был прав… Ложь, произнесенная много раз становится правдой…. Откуда у людей столько ненависти к своим героям-соотечественникам, которые проливали свою кровь, пусть не за нас, но за свою семью и страну?
    Заградотряды, НКВД, насилования немок, победа с помощью мяса, вторжение в Польшу, победа засчет Ленд-Лиза… Вот, с чем ассоциируется вклад СССР в этой войне у Запада… А все благодаря нам…. Почему мир такой жестокий? Почему он забывает настоящих героев?


  29. In a tiny town called Kakching in the Indian state of Manipur near the Burma border I saw this film as a part of Russian Film festival. It was 1983 or 81, i cant remember. But i remembered the title.

    Thank you guys for bringing back so many memories

  30. На сколько мне известно , этот фильм входит в десятку лучших фильмов Мира .

  31. эти глаза Суламифи …Вероника и Анна…но подобное отождествление опасно (наверно, для нее нельзя было по-другому); в итоге погубило

  32. Народ я вперые смотрю этот шедевр.я плачу,радуюсь я просто счастлив от просмотра.

  33. Люди которые дали этому фильму Гран при Каннского фестиваля явно разбираются в кино ! Посмотрел этот шедевр после просмотра Движения Вверх. Как будто вылечился после тяжёлой болезни)

  34. Если бы такие фильмы показывали по ТВ чаще, а западное фуфло меньше, то мы жили бы совсем в другом мире.

  35. Мне 43 посмотрел только сейчас(всему свое время) не хочу ничего писать считаю, что даже самые искренние слова опошлят эту историю…..

  36. Один из самых пронзительных фильмов о войне, о настоящих чувствах и предательстве.

  37. и вот опять нашу землю топчет сапог лживого, подлого оккупанта, который "мы будем стоять за спинами украинских женщин и детей!"… И опять наши воины защищают Родину, остановив мразь в пределах Крыма и Промзоны!

  38. А говорят, что в СССР была цензура. Этот фильм доказывает, что её не было. А секса не было и это правда. Была любовь. На века.

  39. Но предательства я не вижу в этом фильме. Предали мы этих людей, так как власов жив и он в кремле(


  41. Глупо сейчас жить и не смотреть шедевры советского кино. Сколько бы тебе не было лет, но это, как сейчас модно выражаться, "Must have ". С первого раза фильм не особо затронул, т.к. я уже привык, что если фильм имеет отношение к войне, то в нем прежде всего должны отображаться все ужасы, кровь, грязь, трупы, внутренности, поломанные судьбы и т.д. Здесь ничего этого нет, здесь показана другая сторона войны – с тыла, где тоже море страданий, переживаний и морально-нравственных колебаний. И все это очень душевно подается и равнодушным вряд ли кого-то этот фильм может оставить. Наверное, слово "душа" больше всего с советскими кино-шедеврами ассоциируется.

  42. Супер, есть смысл, интересней посмотреть чем очередное современное кино

  43. Не хочу никого оскорбить, но фильм унылый. На первых же 10 минутах я понял чем все кончится, предсказуемость убивает весь интерес. Актеры тоже раньше как то странно играли – то недоигрывают, то переигрывают, все выглядит очень неестественно и картонно. Эмоций гнева или горя показать просто не могут. В общем выключил на 45-й минуте. Этот фильм интересен наверное тем людям, у которых воспоминание о войне имеет сакральный смысл, а следовательно и все что связано с войной – сакральный характер. Но фильм сам по себе, если отбросить все эмоции и предвзятости, как предмет искусства плох

  44. Даже Софи Лорен оценила этот фильм и работу Самойловой Татьяны.

  45. Хто дивиться у 2019? Фільму більше 60 років,а цінності залишаються вічними: любов,вірність, щастя. Не залишайте свою першу любов…

  46. Господи дай силы нашему Великому народу, через чего он прошёл. Какой прекрасный и тоже время тяжёлый фильм, я каждый раз плачу когда смотрю этот фильм.

  47. Какой мудак вырезал песню Бернеса? Я смотрел это фильм несколько лет назад. Он оставляет неизгладимое впечатление, а песня просто бьёт по голове и оставляет впечатление на всю оставшуюся жизнь. Сейчас решил пересмотреть. Где песня? Зачем убрали?

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