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Filmstudio SOYUZMULTFILM
THE KEY
Screenplay: M. Volpin
Director-producer: Lev Atamanov
Art directors: A.Vinokurov, I.Shvartsman
Composer: Lev Solin
Camera: M.Druyan Sound: N.Prilotskiy
Editor: L.Kyaksht Script editor: R.Frichinskaya
Assistant directors: V.Shilina, Ye.Tyranova
Assistant artist: B.Korneyev Assistant camera: N.Nayashkova
Decorative artists: D.Anpilov, P.Karabayev
Orchestra conductor: E.Khachaturyan
Production director: F.Ivanov
The roles of the academic and the grandfather are realized by:
Animators: F.Khitruk, A.Petrov, K.Chikin
Actors: V.Gribkov, L.Glushchenko
The role of the boy is realized by:
Animators: Ye.Khludova, G.Barinova
Actor: A. Komolova
The roles of the mother, father and fairies are realized by:
Animators: M.Voskanyants, G.Zolotovskaya
Ye.Komova, R.Mirenkova
L.Reztsova, T.Taranovich
Actors: G. Vitsin, R.Zelyonaya
V.Orlova, L.Pashkova
T.Peltser, Ye.Ponsova
Other roles are realized by:
Animators: I.Beryozin
A.Davydov, V.Karayev
G.Karayeva, K.Malyantovich
M.Motruk, I.Podgorskiy
A.Popov, V.Shevkov
Actors: V.Lepko, S.Martinson
A.Papanov, V.Tumanova
G.Tusuzov, G.Dudnik
Everything for the baby!
Wipe your feet.
Wash your hands.
Put a cloth over your face.
What?
It's for him.
Who?
Fairies.
Who?
Fai-ries. Fairies.
Make them wipe their feet.
Tulipina, fairy.
Hyacintha, fairy.
Liliana - the same, fairy.
Zakharov, Nikolay Nikolayevich,
public servant.
My wife, Lilly.
Our boy!
He and his mother are like two drops of water.
He and his father are also like two drops of water.
Add them all up, and we get four drops of water!
We've brought something, you know!
for your child.
Imported wool!
No, this is not wool.
This is a magic yarn ball.
It will lead your boy to the door of happiness.
To the door of happiness.
Hear, foolish boy?
This ball will lead you to the door of happiness.
I invite everyone to the table!
For our wonderful fairies!
No, no. For the little one.
For the little one.
What a magical drink!
Let us sing.
Let's!
Let's sing.
Once...
a lady-cow
gave birth to kids..
and they were named
"lady-calves".
Frogs bear tadpoles, Bears bear cubs,
Chickens bear chicks, and feed them grubs.
Oh how the tadpole wants to quickly grow!
To become a real toad...
and live in filth and dampness.
How beautiful!
Yes, but no longer trendy.
Now this is trendy!
But not very beautiful.
He's playing with the happiness of our child!
It's improper, Kolya-dear.
Stop.
What's the matter, Lilly-dear?
I don't think I'm allowing myself any excesses.
Shoo! Shoo!
Ahoo. Look at you! Ahoo.
Right.
My grandchild is fit.
Nicely done, daughter.
Hello, civil servant. Congratulations.
Hello, beauties.
Daddy, these are fairies!
Pleased to meet you. I'm Tulyakov, Semyon Prohorich,
a retired fitter.
So you are... fairies?
Married?
So you are women?
Wait, civil servant. I brought a present for the boy.
Here. Biting pincers.
My great-grandfather cast them with his own hands.
An eternal thing.
Daddy!
And here's a hammer. You won't find one like it in the store.
A saw. A fitter's clamp.
A drill, and drill bits for it.
Pliers.
A file. A fine thing!
Daddy-dear,
what did you bring all of this junk for?
Junk?
This is not junk, mother, but work tools!
My grandfather and great-grandfather worked with them,
grew up with them and became highly-qualified people!
Oh daddy-dear!
Our boy does not need any of this.
Why not?
This boy will grow by the hour, not the day.
And when he becomes six years old,
he will walk into the open field and say:
"Fly, yarn ball, like a dove,
But straight ahead, don't ever rove."
And this yarn ball will bring him to the door of happiness.
And he will never have to study or work!
So you're going to raise a loafer!
A lazy do-nothing!
I will not allow it!
He wants to throw the happiness of our boy out the window!
Kolya... Kind girls, please stop him! Restrain him!
I will not allow it!
I will not let it happen!
He who doesn't work, doesn't eat!
You know, your father doesn't succumb to magic easily.
Now, roll him up into a tube,
and take it to his apartment.
What a tale!
I understand, my dears.
I understand everything.
But don't you pity me!
They rolled the old man up, and he still managed to unroll himself.
I'm afraid for the boy, my dears.
He will be smothered by his stupid parents.
I need to visit the academic,
Peter Alevstvevich, the magician,
and consult with him.
Laboratory of Thinking Machines
Construction/Children's/Lyrical
We're having a fine walk with my fine girl,
The world is fine - a big wide place.
And I'm having, with my fine girl,
a big, fine, conversation.
And so I walk, and so walk you,
And I am fine, and so are you.
Check-mate.
Outstanding!
Construction
An excavator is swimming through the earth...
Semyon Prohorich!
What's the occassion, my friend?
Hello, Peter Alevstvevich.
You know, without you I feel like I lack hands.
My robot is broken again.
Well now, let's see.
Here. A screw fell out of his head.
Ready?
An excavator's swimming through the earth,
digging a foundation through the site,
an innovator sits inside it:
Bobrov Vasilyevich Ivan.
Tell me, why did you invent this machine?
What do you mean, "why"? It creates poems!
Sure, it does. But they're very crude.
That's the whole point!
My machine was created to solve a pressing problem.
To save thousands of illiterates from creating mindless, utterly useless work...
You're a smart man, Peter.
That is why I came to you, for consultation.
And what is the problem?
My grandchild was given a present by fairies.
Right... and what is the present?
A yarn ball of happiness, Peter.
But that's wonderfull!
But I worry, Peter.
Of what?
The happiness is ready-made!
All is clear. One minute.
What is happiness?
You want to answer?
Happiness is...
Peter. You have a machine that's under-performing,
and still you pity it. But I have a grandchild.
Ask your metallic geniuses,
is it possible to promise ready-made happiness to a person from early life?
And what will such a person become?
A loafer.
A do-nothing.
Lazy.
What do you want to add, little one?
I want to add:
A bum.
You're correct, little one. Good job!
Well, what do you think, Prohorich?
Do you understand everything now?
Yes. I will not allow the boy to have ready-made happiness.
Whose rude mind, whose unfeeling soul,
will dare to be arrogant and cruel?
And tear from the arms of a small lad,
magically-granted happiness?
Look at that... almost real poetry.
And it was you who attuned him so well.
I attuned him... onto my own mind.
I'm completely thrown off now by your machinery.
Now if I could only look for myself - what is this happiness over there?
That's a thought.
Hold on...
Did you hold this yarn ball in your hands?
I did.
In that case...
This is quite enough to synthetically recreate the entire ball.
Tomorrow morning, Semyon Prohorich, you will be standing by the doors of happiness!
The Land of Happiness
Do you have a yarn ball?
I do.
Go through.
It's sticky here, in this place.
What do you expect? It's kissel.
And the river? Is it made of milk?
As it should be.
So where do you keep children here?
School
Here are your happy school-age children.
Summer holidays.
Autumn holidays.
Winter holidays.
Again, spring holidays.
Always holidays?
Always.
But then why do they need a school?
How can there be holidays without a school?
The graduation ball.
And this is...
love.
No, no! Hold hands!
And the newcomer. Newcomer! Come.
For the benefit of the newcomers:
The day's schedule in the tent of happiness for people of age is as follows.
Nine in the morning is breakfast.
Then, until 1 pm, the morning's rocking in rocking chairs.
Then lunch.
And more rocking in rocking chairs.
At 20:00, supper,
and the evening's rocking in rocking chairs.
At 22:00, sleep.
During dream-time, artistic feature-length...
During dream-time, artistic feature-length dream visions will be shown.
Your household animal.
For fulfillment.
Bah!
Wait...
Where are you going?
Wait! Hold him!
Don't walk away from happiness!
Wait!
No-one can run away from his own happiness!
This is not *my* happiness.
Tell me, little one: what is five times five?
Twenty-five.
And who founded Moscow?
Yuriy Dolgorukiy
And where does the Volga River exit?
Into the Caspian Sea.
What happened, Prohorich? And why do you smell of yogourt?
It's a tragedy! A tragedy, Peter!
A tragedy! We need to save the boy!
We'll save him, we'll save him.
We'll never make it in time!
The boy's growing not by the day but by the hour!
On the basis of this... model,
we will create... an electronic remotely-controlled mechanic-fairy.
We will send her to the Land of Happiness
The old women will take her for one of their own,
she will hang up my lock,
and close this happy enterprise forever.
In this fashion, we will use science against magic.
Understood? - Understood.
But while we talk here, the boy grows, and grows!
Kolya-dear,
how do you like the field?
Is it clean enough?
It is, Lilly-dear.
Enough, it's clean!
Wait a little, son. Why are you in such a hurry?
Enough! Give me the ball!
Let me at least kiss you.
For goodbye.
All right. Kiss.
And mother.
Go away!
Oh, child, child...
Fly, yarn ball, like a dove, but straight ahead, don't ever rove.
Be happy, son!
And what will we do now?
We'll go vacation in Kislovodsk.
It looks like the old lady crawled out into the sun.
Hmm, yes, this is an unforeseen obstacle.
There's the little one! She's overtaken the boy!
I'm the little fairy Elektra. I have come to learn from you.
You're too young to learn.
You still need to play.
So, teach me to play...
Blind man's buff.
Here. Let me through.
Can't you see? It's locked.
Locked?
Locked! Locked!
And what am I supposed to do now?!
Go to the Kingdom of Quick Feats and Easy Victories.
There, if you earn it, you will receive a golden key.
It opens all doors.
And where is this kingdom located?
Right there. To the right behind the corner.
The Kingdom of Quick Feats and Easy Victories
Let me through, please.
Let me through.
Let me through!
I don't understand.
Sword for cutting off dragon heads.
And now, do you understand?
Now I understand.
But I alone do not decide anything.
All heads decide together.
Well?
You come on in, boy. And we shall consult:
To let you through, or not.
Respected heads: on this day, we have but one question.
To let the boy through, or not.
I believe that the question must be broadened:
to include boys, in general.
Why "in general"?
Because just one boy does not make the weather.
So how many boys does it take to make the weather?
Why do you talk only of boys? Girls can also make the weather!
I believe...
What is this talk of the weather, when there's an important question before us:
To let him through, or not.
Quick Feat No. 1
The Bottomless Pit
If you want to, you will cross it.
I want to.
Quick Feat No. 2
The Sheer Cliff
If you have the desire, you can be up higher.
I have it.
The question seems clear to me. I propose a resolution.
To not let the boy through!
Correct.
Incorrect.
Ick! Can't you be more careful?
I ask forgiveness. I worry, and speak with fire.
And also, I'm a dragon head, not a dead frog.
I'm also not a dead frog, pal.
Be careful with that fire!
Correct!
Incorrect.
Quick Feat No. 7
The Herd of Rabid Elephants
-No rifle? -No.
Well, that's all right.
You may still shoot with pride.
Before us is a serious question: To let him through, or not.
Boy! Boy...
This lock can only be opened with a key that you have made yourself.
Yourself, with your own hands.
Go to the master craftsman who made this lock.
He will teach you.
Master S. P. Tulyakov
Mister...
Not "mister", but "grandfather".
Grandfather.
What brings you here, grandchild?
Teach me how to make keys.
That can be done.
First, you take from the woodworker's bench a metal rod
and clamp it with a vice.
and one of the pieces which protrude from the vice, we shall call the "bow"
and saw it off with the saw
I will hide nothing.
I will share all my secrets.
We will solder the blade with a copper solder
and then, from the other side,
the key is bent in the shape of a ring.
Look, here: Before you is a key!
It was made by myself, with my very own hands!
Grandfather, can I try it?
Try it, grandson.
First, you take from the woodworker's bench...
a metal rod and clamp it...
Grandpa, why can't I do anything right?
Lack of experience.
Here, take the hammer.
Why, you're grabbing him by the throat!
And he's resisting.
You should try it like so.
Take the pliers.
Now roll up your sleeves;
tools don't like it when you work with loose sleeves.
First, we take...
Like so...
No... like so.
Look, grandpa!
Wonderful, grandson!
And what will you do next?
And then, from the other side, the key is bent in the shape of...
a ring.
Can't it be soldered on?
No.
First, we take from the woodworker's bench a metal rod
and clamp it.
Five times five is twenty-five.
Our team's leading.
The boy's turned out to be... a real star.
He's really trying!
This is very good.
But why are you unhappy?
The poetic automaton has vanished.
Could someone really have stolen him?
Who needs him?
He simply decided that he was a real poet, and left.
I understand.
To study other people.
No, only to showcase himself.
Where to look for him now?
My enemies, evil and jealous and mean,
say that I'm no poet, but just a machine.
Yet meaningless is their regard.
A machine cannot flaunt its gift;
A machine takes its food from the grid,
but a battery powers the bard.
Genius! You're a poet, and I'm a poet.
Let's drink to it!
Can you also write children's poems?
I have a friend who works in editing.
On a bus ride, little Danny
gave his seat up to a granny.
Little Danny was correct,
grannies have to...
get respect!
Pushkin.
Genius!
Let's work together.
You'll write, and I'll chase the publishers.
From a cycle of thought...
Genius! Genius! Genius!
Are these yours?
This one's mine.
And that one - take him away!
Tell him, little one.
It's shameful!
It's not your business!
Very shameful.
Leave me alone!
You poor thing.
So... I must again walk onto the open field.
As you know.
Goodbye, grandfather.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, goodbye grandson.
Well... all right.
Well?
I forgot the yarn ball.
The yarn ball...
Semyon Prohorich!
And I have lost a grandson.
What happened to her?
She's broken.
Tell me, little one, what is five times five?
The Caspian Sea.
Five time five.
Yuriy Dolgorukiy
Five times five.
There.
You see?
Something's wrong with my eyes...
I can't see anything.
Grandfather!
Grandfather,
Let me try.
Look at that, he's come back!
So our team's winning again!
Well? Will you take him on as apprentice?
We'll see...
It's ready.
What is five times five?
Twe.. twenty five!
And who founded Moscow?
Yuriy Dolgorukiy.
My little fairy!
And now tell us, what is happiness?
Happiness is...
Stop fooling around. Stop! Think and reflect.
Happiness is...
There you are!
There you... are.
Happiness is...
when a person is learned,
is skillful,
and uses all his gifts to help others.
And uses all his gifts to help others.
Yes, yes... to help others.
The End