Soyuzmultfilm
Moscow
Who doesn't know
Uncle Styopa?
Uncle Styopa's
known to all!
Everyone knows
that Uncle Styopa
Used to be
a sailor man.
He's now
among the giants
known
throughout the country.
Alive and well is
Stepan Stepanov,
Former Naval Sergeant Major.
He walks through the neighborhood,
Going from yard to yard.
He wears fancy shoulder straps
And a pistol holster.
He has a cockade on his hat,
He has an overcoat beneath a belt,
The nation's crest on the buckle
Shines as it reflects the sun!
He walks from his department,
And some pioneer cries out,
His mouth opened wide in awe:
Now that is a policeman!
Uncle Styopa the Policeman
story Sergey Mihalkov
art director Leonid Shvartsman composer Aleksandr Lokshin
camera Boris Kotov sound Georgiy Martynyuk
Anatoliy Abarenov, Viktor Arsentyev, Boris Butakov, Mihail Botov,
Nataliya Bogomolova, Yuriy Butyrin, Aleksandr Davydov,
Sergey Dyozhkin, Galina Zolotovskaya, Yelizaveta Komova, Leonid Kayukov,
Lidiya Reztsova, O. Stolbova, Konstantin Chikin
voice artists: Valentina Sperantova, Vladimir Troshin, Sergey Tseyts
Klara Rumyanova, Yuliya Yulskaya Margarita Korabelnikova
director Ivan Aksenchuk
Uncle Styopa's
respected by all,
from grown-ups to kids.
When they meet him, Their eyes follow him,
And they then say with a smile:
Wow! Men of such a height
aren't to be come by every day!
Ye-es! Such a fine fellow
looks sharp in a new uniform.
When he's standing at attention
He sees further than a verst.* * (~ 1 km)
From the river, cracks and thunder -
The ice broke and began to move.
Just like in the olden days, A granny washed cloths in an ice hole.
The ice cracked, the river flowed,
And little Granny went for a swim.
Oh! I've fallen into danger!
Save me, save me. I will perish!
Uncle Styopa's at his post -
He's on duty at the bridge.
Uncle Styopa through the fog
Looks into the distance, like a captain.
He sees the ice floe, and on the floe
Granny cries out from her basket.
Oh I've fallen into danger!
Save me, save me! I will perish!
Just in time, his arms grabbed
the terrified granny,
But Granny reached for her basket:
"I will not lose my laundry!"
That was how Stepan saved her,
And her basket and laundry, too.
From the school came a schoolboy, A well-known ruffian.
He wanted to horse around, But did not know where to start.
From the school came two girlfriends, In white aprons, chatterboxes.
In their bags were books and notebooks, Inside which all was quite proper.
Suddenly they met the ruffian, With only bad marks in his knapsack.
The schoolgirls didn't manage To get out of his way.
He pushed them right into the mud, And laughed at their braids.
He didn't know that Uncle Styopa Had seen all this from afar.
He didn't know that Uncle Styopa Doesn't forgive a ruffian.
How the scoundrel then turned pale!
Your home address, if you will!
And what is your father's name?
With an officer this size Arguing is not so wise.
Like a stretched out handkerchief Lay the washed-down skating rink.
In the stands, the people stand: Skaters get their "start" command.
Look! Look! The longest one's in front!
With the 8 on his chest!
Here one stern papa asked his son:
"Surely those legs belong to team Spartak?" (*Trade Union Club)
Mama joined the conversation: "No, those legs are with Dynamo" (*Civil forces club)
Such a shame that our Spartak Will never catch up with them!
And then, they announced That the competition was over.
Uncle Styopa is congratulated: - Oh, Stepanov, way to go!
Uncle Styopa is the pride Of the capital's whole police force.
Stepan, looking down from above, Is duly granted the first prize.
"Children's World"
Into "Children's World", a store Where toys are on display,
Entered... a hooligan!
From his pocket he took a nail ("Pom, pom pom pom.")
And with it, popped a drum. "Pay for that!"
"Pom, pom, pom, pom."
"I won't pay!"
"Do you want to be taken by the police?" "Yeah... I do!!!"
But suddenly, the hooligan's heart Sank into his shoes.
In the bright mirror he detected Stepan right behind him.
"You really want to be taken in?" "What do you mean?! No way!"
"Pay the cashier!" "How much is it? I will pay!"
Constable Stepan Stepanov Was the dread of hooligans!
What has happened at the train station?
A boy of five is crying. He's lost his mother in the hall.
Now how is he to find her?
Uncle Styopa carefully Picks up the little one,
Holds him up above himself, Above himself and above the crowd
Almost reaching the high ceiling: "Sonny, take a look around."
And the boy saw, at the drugstore, Right before the kiosk,
His mama wiping away tears, For she had just lost her son.
"Mama, mama!"
"Here I am!"
Uncle Styopa was satisfied: "This family was not torn apart!"
Kids were walking by a building, The one on Revolution Square.
Suddenly, they saw -
There stood Stepan Their favorite giant.
All were frozen in surprise "Uncle Styopa, is that you?"
This isn't your branch, And it's not your part of Moscow!
"I was honored with an important post!" Now, on Mostovaya Street,
Over there, by the tall building a tall man is standing guard!
Traffic's jammed next to the square - The stoplight has broken down.
A hundred cars stood there, honking, All wanting to move ahead
For three minutes, four, then five, They stood there, not getting through.
Uncle Styopa went to speak to the Traffic Department's employee:
Well, brother, looks like bad business. Is that stoplight running wild?
From the round glass booth A voice was heard in answer:
"I'm not in a joking mood, Stepanov! What should I do? Advise me."
Stepanov did not discuss it, He took the stoplight in his hand
Something, somewhere he turned, And inside it had a look...
And then, at that very moment, the needed colors lit back up.
Movement was restored again, There was no more traffic jam!
And the local kids, they told us that Stepan from that day forth
was called by the little ones of Moscow "Uncle Styopa Stoplight"
"Uncle Styopa! Excuse me!"
"What is it?" "I have a question."
"Why did you come from the Baltic fleet and go and work for the police?"
"Couldn't you have found better work?"
"Well, my friends! I will answer this question."
"I will tell you in confidence, that I serve in the force"
"Because I find this service to be A very important one!"
Who, with truncheon and with pistol, Is at his post in every season?
Our Soviet police officer - He is that very sentry!
It is not without reason that the police are avoided
And that constables are feared By those whose consciences are unclean!
The second-graders and Uncle Styopa continued talking for over an hour.
And the kids called out in parting: "Good-bye, good-bye!"
"Good-bye! Good-bye, Uncle Styopa Stoplight!"
The End (subs by M Garcia, Eus, Niffiwan)