A "Soyuzmultfilm" production 1948
Fedya Zaytsev
screenwriters Nikolay Erdman, Mihail Volpin
directors Valentina & Zinaida Brumberg art director Anatoliy Sazonov
composer Viktor Oranskiy camera Nikolay Voinov
art assistant I. Shvartsman sound Nikolay Prilutskiy
main voices Vera Bendina, Mihail Yanshin, V. Gotovtsev, Sergey Martinson
animators Vladimir Arbekov, Faina Yepifanova, Lamis Bredis, Roman Kachanov,
Boris Dyozhkin, Valentin Lalayants, Vadim Dolgikh, Gennadiy Filippov
backgrounds Olga Gemmerling, Vera Valeryanova, V. Zavilopulo
assistant director T. Fyodorova
Pavel, Prohor and Gerasim - We're three painters of fine skill!
We paint this school in good spirits, And choose colors with great care.
Pour glue, don't hold back, Move your paintbrush merrily.
Thrice we'll prime the walls and ceilings With a wash of vitriol,
So that our kids will know every Question, and not miss a beat.
Thrice we'll prime the walls and ceilings So that our kids, if we ask them:
"Six times eight; what is that number?" Will quip "Forty-eight" in answer.
So that they learn the whole program: How many grams in a "kilo",
Where lies the desert named Gobi, Multiplying, dividing fractions,
And the year in which Kutuzov Chased the Frenchmen out of Russia.
Pour glue, don't hold back, Move your paintbrush merrily.
[September 1] [Happy New School Year!]
Hello, Gavril Ivanovich!
Hello, Fedya Zaytsev!
This year, you're our number one student.
Why am I number one?
How could it be otherwise? Nobody else is here yet.
Among all our students, you have arrived first.
So therefore, you're our number one student.
That's great!
Just look at me, look at me run, I now am student number one!
Perhaps not in my studies, But that is not what matters!
I now no longer need to Touch any books at all:
[Class 3 b]
I'm student NUM I'm student BER
I'm student num-ber one!
"A period is always placed at the end of a sentence,
and 'but' must always be preceded by a comma..."
Period, period, and a comma...
Period, period, and a comma,
minus, here's a crooked face now.
Stick one, stick two, a cucumber,
And there is a little man here!
Oh, what have I done?!
Everything's clean, and I've dirtied it!
- Hello Fedya! - Hi there, Ginger!
Schedule for Class 3B [Arithmetic, Reading, Singing, Phys-Ed, Penmanship, Grammar, Drawing]
Greetings, children! Be seated.
Congratulations, children, on the start of a new school year!
Thank you!
Have you noticed, children, how beautiful our school has become?
Just look at how clean and bright it has become in our classroom.
Look at these walls... ah!
Who did this?
Children, the one that drew this little man
has thus far tarnished only the wall.
But he should bear in mind:
if he will not have enough courage to confess,
he'll tarnish the honor of the whole class!
Who did this?
I will ask everyone to raise their hands!
So it was you, Kapitonov?
Nikolay Nikolayevich, it wasn't me. On my pioneer's honor!
How could I...
Look at your palm.
- Oh! - Shame on you, Kapitonov.
Tell your dad that I am asking him to come to school tomorrow.
- And what do you want? - Me?... Me?... Nothing!...
Classes were over. But from his school Fedya returned home not too happy.
He barely ate, soon went to bed,
And for a whole hour could not sleep. Then Fedya had a dream most awful -
He fell asleep; his conscience didn't.
So I didn't confess... But that's okay.
It's gone mad!
Not sleeping at night is just what I love!
"Timur and His Squad"
An interesting book.
The other kids told me that it's a very interesting book.
I'm gonna read it now!
Gaidar did not write this book for you, boy.
Well, I don't even really need this book. So what...
Look how many of them I have!
So what... didn't write for me...
Gaidar is, after all, a children's writer,
but here's A.P. Chekhov - a classic, for adults.
"Kashtanka"
Hey now, Kashtanka, hey now!
I'd get it if she was alive... but she's just a picture!
Yet she bites...
Why are they all attacking me?
Playing's better than reading, anyway!
Liar... l... liar.
Stop! Stop! I will not let you get away!
How dare you walk away from your commander?
And where are you off to?
Stop! Stop! Where are you going?
So be it! I have enough little soldiers even without you.
Oh, where did they go?
Serve Fedya Zaytsev? That's a thing Not one of us will do,
From Fedya Zaytsev we'll escape And go back to the store. Ekh!
Big deal, so I lied...
What's so special about that?
Nothing will happen to Ginger, either!
He'll just get told off a bit.
Serve Fedya Zaytsev? That's a thing Not one of us will do,
From Fedya Zaytsev we'll escape And go back to the store. Ekh!
I wasn't too scared of those little soldiers, either.
The important thing is that they left.
Never mind, you'll come back later, anyway!
And if they don't come back, I won't cry about it.
I've long since outgrown playing with toys!
But if I really need to, I'll play with my nesting doll.
Don't come near and do not touch me!
You lied to your teacher and failed your friend!
Shame on you!
Heh, look at that... This one also wants to teach me!
You just try and say another word to me...
I'll deal with you in my own way!
Fedya, listen to me.
I've known you since you were three years old.
I wouldn't advise you to do anything awful!
Promise me that tomorrow morning you will confess to everything!
No way!
So you're a coward!
Oh, yeah?!
Coward!
- Coward! - Take that, take that!
Yes, yes, yes! Coward!
- Take that, take that! - Ha-ha-ha!
It's not that easy to "deal with me".
And the truth, you can be sure, will be revealed anyway!
You're lying! How can it be revealed if nobody saw anything?
That's not true!
I saw it!
No, this cannot go on.
I must intervene.
I know who drew me.
I can hardly, of course, agree with the teacher's view...
that this wall was spoiled by my figure.
On the contrary, I would even say
that these walls lack something when I'm not there.
But regardless, being an honest little man,
I cannot fail to discover the truth. I cannot!
I must come to Ginger's defense
and immediately visit Zaytsev
to convince him that he must not slander his friend!
Who knocked in here?
I don't see anyone! Try and figure that out...
It must be the new parquet floor squeaking.
Ah!
I'd yank his ears, good and proper!...
Look at that, if you please! What mischief!
This wall was just recently painted white,
and he marked its delicate hue with coal...
These pupils are worse than savages.
I'll go and quickly fetch a rag.
What's this I see?
A little man just like me, but drawn in chalk on blackboard...
Pardon me for entering without knocking.
Come in, please! Happy to meet you!
I come with a request...
An urgent matter requires me to leave classroom 3B.
And how may I be of service to you?
Could you please stand on the wall
over in 3B, until I return,
in the place where the custodian spotted me?
I'm so afraid that if he returns to the class again
and suddenly sees a wall without me on it,
then... Gavrila, is - say what you will - a man of advanced years.
He'll think: "what devilry is this?..."
I would be very glad to help you out,
but I'm a blond; I'm drawn in chalk,
and white on white will not be visible.
And is that all? No other obstacles?
Then follow me! I'll make you a brunet!
I wanted to erase him, but he's already gone...
I guess I went to the wrong floor...
This is not fine wine; only ink, plain and simple;
That is poured out here every morn by Gavrila.
We will drink the ink out of these little glasses here
In honor of clear consciences in adults and boys!
Now it looks as if everything is in order.
Please forgive me, I'm in a great hurry!
I've been everywhere, walked all the floors,
and haven't found a single wall that anyone's defaced.
Perhaps I only dreamed it.
And was alarmed, old fool that I am.
Well I'll be, what devilry is this?!
Ah! I almost stepped on you.
Don't worry, I am used to it.
You must excuse me.
Perhaps you will find my question strange,
but I would like to know, are you a horse or a dog?
You see, I... I do not know myself quite what I am.
But the little boy who drew me
was convinced that I was a typical lion.
Well, it could be...
And, seeing as the generous artist gave you eight legs,
you should be able to run very quickly.
Would you object, since I'm in such a rush,
if I rode on your back?
Hop on and be my guest!
My eight-legged horse like the wind rushes onward,
I am filled with hope, and I am filled with worry.
I believe that Zaytsev will not be a traitor,
I believe that children are good people also.
I know that Zaytsev has, despite everything,
Some incipient conscience and honour, at least!
Horses are forbidden from riding through, according to that sign.
A circle and a head.
But you look rather more like a dog that resembles a lion.
Oh, my undefinable steed!
How can I thank you?
Tell me, what would you prefer:
sugar, barley, oats or raw meat?
Please, it was no trouble!
Well, hello there, Fedya Zaytsev!
Oh!
Sleeping well?
Who are you?
I'm "period, period, and a comma".
I'm "minus, here's a crooked face now".
I'm "stick one, stick two, a cucumber".
Yes, I am that very same little man.
I've never stuck this "comma"
into other people's business, Fedya.
But you mustn't do this! I strongly protest!
I know who drew me.
I wasn't all that scared!
Because, you know, I just don't care!
I have quarrelled with everyone here!
I threw my toy sailors out the window.
If you must know, even my nesting doll
began to meow like a cat.
I hit her with a ruler, bam! And cut her right in half.
Yes, I'm a scumbag, yes, I'm worthless,
and yes, I have no shame at all,
but you are oh-so-very-noble!
So go on, rat me out to all!
I will not be that scared, I guess.
Tomorrow morning, I'll confess...
It was I who drew the little man.
The End
Subs by Niffiwan, retranslated & retimed from earlier ones by Zhurka75 & Eus Animatsiya.net, 2025.10