Soyuzmultfilm Studio
Borderline Written by: Yuriy Kirshon
Director: V. Kotyonochkin Art Director: S. Rusakov
Composer: V. Kuprevich Operator: Ye. Petrova Sound Director: G. Martynyuk
Assistants: T. Fyodorova, S. Kasheeva Montage: T. Sazonova
Animators: Yu. Butyrin, V. Zarubin, O. Safronov, V. Krumin, V. Kushneryov, L. Kayukov
Animators: A. Aleshina, G. Sokolskiy, B. Butakov, S. Skrebneva, D. Anpilov, S. Marakasov
Voice Actors: A. Papanov, E. Vesnik, V. Alchevskiy
Editor: A. Snesarev Scene Director: F. Ivanov
- We went on a glorious journey to foreign lands overseas.
Various nations fought in the war, brave rangers!
And today, I'm fully retiring. On my way, on my way home!
The grass is so green on the open fields, The birdies are all singing!
- No way, Kuzma has returned from the army.
Hey, people!
- G'day!
- You returned at a bad time, soldier.
The dragon and the king have really devastated us.
Remember how it was like to live here?
We worked from the heart and knew how to have fun.
But a great disaster suddenly happened.
Gorynich the drake came to our land!
- Oh, you infidel! Will there be no justice for you?!
- We better tell the king about this.
- Hey, orthodox!
Prepare a tithe! And a rich one!
The king's hutches are empty. He himself will come soon.
- There's no living with those villains.
- Run, brothers! Run for your lives!
- Stand down!
This is your land, so you will live on it.
And the drake and the king we'll ward off.
Hide, everyone!
- Who're you?
- A soldier. I just returned from the army.
- Did you get the tithe?
- Tithe? - Yes.
- The king took everything.
- Took everything? But the village's mine!
- But he says it's his!
- There he is, riding on a horse. - Where?
- There, there!
- Alright, I'll show him!
- Take that! And that!
Eat that!
- I don't have the appetite.
If I want to eat, I will.
- You won't, filthy creature! You'll choke.
- I ate many more tasty than you and haven't choked yet.
- Silence! There's nothing tastier than the king!
We're the king. Hey service, whose village is this?
- Tell us, soldier, or it will be worse.
- The village...
It will belong to the one whose strength is greater.
- Ah! So it's mine!
- Silence! Execute him, hang him!
- Stand down!
You'll only waste your time if you fight.
Let's compare your strength peacefully.
- Peacefully?
- I can't peacefully...
- Let me teach you!
Whoever whistles the loudest is the stoutest.
Come on, Tihon Govrilych.
You first.
- Well, if so...!
- Yeah... strong beast!
Now it's your turn, Your Majesty.
Wait, wait!
Oh, I know Your Majesty well...
You'll whistle so hard our eyes'll pop out!
Here, let me cover them, for safety.
One...
Two...
Three!
You've overdone it, Your Majesty! You'll break the poor guy like that!
- Well soldier, whose strength is stronger? Answer!
- Both of you lads are pretty strong.
You'll have to share equally.
- Can we?
- Why not?
We'll plow a border through all this land - one half for the king, one half for you.
But we need a lot of iron, six hundred poods.
Do you have any, Grisha?
- No, I haven't invented it yet.
- How about you, Your Majesty?
- I used it all up on sabers.
- Eh, where'd HE get any from.
- What do you mean where? Hey, army! To the forge!
- Forward march!
Well, now we've found the iron alright.
Now, Govrilych, serve us as a fire-breathing furnace!
Keep up, general!
- Hey, general!
I mean, chef. While we're plowing, go to the camp and make us a lunch!
- Alright, let's draw lots.
The one whose hand will cover the top of this stick will be the first to pull the plow.
Well Govrilych, like it or not, you gotta put on the harness.
And you, Your Majesty, will be the plowman.
- How dare you! A king can't be a mere plowman! We're the king!
- But if you don't supervise he'll surely plow more to his side.
- Stop, you cheater! Take some to the left!
- I won't! You're just greedy!
- Silence!
- Stand down!
What is it now, you good people?
- The lighter's cheating! Re-plow!
- Plow yourself...
- Oh, I'll plow alright! Just look at all those mistakes!
Untie yourself at once!
- Nah, he can't.
The knot shrunk from hunger.
He'll have to carry the plow up to the sea.
So we can water the knot down there.
- I can't see the food cart anywhere, soldier!
The king needs to eat too. I haven't eaten since morning.
- Guess we missed each other. We'll catch up to them at the sea.
And you sleep, for now.
Relax.
- And you! You watch for the drake!
So he doesn't, you know...
Can you imagine? I wake up, and I'm nowhere to be found!
- I will, Your Majesty, I will watch for him.
Be sure.
How goes, Govrilych?
Why don't you sleep for a bit?
- I'm so hungry, I could eat my own tongue.
- What, no one brought you anything? Don't you have any relatives?
- Oh, I ate them in a heated debate!
- Ah, so you're orphan.
- Yeah, a complete orphan.
- Well don't you worry, chap. Once you plow the line, you can start a new life!
- Nah, let's eat the king.
I get the meat, you get the bones, and the rest I'll clean up.
- Oh, don't seduce me with such things, Grisha! We can't.
Let's better end the break and get back to work.
- Let's go!
- Hey-ho, stop, Your Majesty.
Dinner is ready.
- Don't drink too much, Govrisha! Or you'll burn out.
This table has everything! Everything! Except for some good ol' fish or caviar...
Can I fish a little in your sea?
- No!
- Hey, you're getting rather bossy, you old toadstool!
- My sea, my fish!
- Then we will have to share.
- Share!
- It's fearfully deep, this sea-this ocean. It's an ocean, after all.
- I ain't scared of no puddle!
Share, share!
- Share!
- How about you just stop sharing?
- We'll share the caviar and that'll be...
- Now, was that so hard?
This is our land, so we will live on it.
End of the Film (subtitles by Жукороп, ed. Niffiwan)