THE FEUD
Script writers: Rezo Ebralidze, Arkady Hintibidze
Director: Arkady Hintibidze Script writers: Rezo Ebralidze, Arkady Hintibidze
Director: Arkady Hintibidze
Art director: Boris Starikovskiy
Composer: Meri Davitashvili
Animators: L. Ahobadze, V. Sarkisov, Ts. Kilosanidze, N. Teryan, B. Lavrelashvili,
A. Shalikashvili, N. Pomortseva, Mariam Dzaganiya, L. Popov, Avenir Huskivadze
Voices: Sesilia Takaishvili, G. Sagaradze, S. Zhorzholiani, Giorgi Sakvarelidze,
Akaki Kvantaliani, Salome Kancheli
Film Studio "Georgia Film" 1959
This ancient story was told to me by a certain bird.
It pleased me so much that I decided to pass it on to you.
The Shevardnadze (Falcons) and Koridze (Eagles) were good neighbours.
Peace to you! - How are you, batono?
Thank you, batono, my soul's still alive and kicking.
Our women are enjoying themselves in the gardens.
What else should they do? Shall we visit them? - With pleasure.
Be my guest. - Only after you.
I insist... - Don't be silly...
Excuse me! - It's you who should excuse me!
Go on, I beg you.
Mine! - No, it's mine!
Oh, mommy!
Please, go see what's the matter with the child.
What's this? - It's mine.
You do not hear? Badri is crying.
Are you fighting with the little one?
Oh, mommy! - What are you beating him for?
What's happened to us?!
What have they done to you, son?
Come to me. - You attacked a child, didn't you?
Take that...
This is undignified, batono. - You nitwit...
After you... - Don't insist, batono!
What's wrong with you?!
Help, murder...
Enough, my dear, come to your senses. - Leave me!
I'm still alive. - Stop it.
Leave me, woman.
I swear by these whiskers, I'll ruin your nests.
Great Mukhrani!
Oh venerable father, the Koridze have inflicted a heavy insult on us.
Hand me my sword!
Revenge.
Revenge!..
Death to all their kind!
If the soul desires a fight, it will always find a motive.
And so, between these good neighbours
a feud began.
Mzia!
Look, Mzia, at what I have brought you.
I do not want it, I'm aggrieved by you. - Woe is me.
You are to blame for all this.
Is it my fault that adults are stupid?
The parties used hired force.
Come on, guys!
The brave warriors engaged
in a battle not for life, but for death.
Time passed.
In an atmosphere of uproar and enmity
Mzia and Badri grew up.
Go, son.
Mzia...
Badri...
Thank her for keeping you alive and whole.
Mzia!
The power of love is enormous.
I will be waiting for you this night, Badri.
Mzia!
- Woe is me, father.
Go, my dear, go.
I love him, father, I love him!
Without him, life is a burden to me, father.
They've sent their mercenaries against us.
Iron spears are better than wooden clubs.
Forward, march!
Our people retreat!
What? Korolyochek, lead the army forward.
Hurrah!
They killed the Great Mukhrani!
He was first among the first.
Patron of the family, wise counsellor.
A just judge and fearless commander.
Hero of heroes. Knight and mighty warrior.
Never will his grateful offspring
forget his bright name.
Yes, you did your duty.
Sleep peacefully, Great Mukhrani.
Without technique, you cannot win a battle.
If this happened here,
What will happen there next?
Answer me, Katso: What are we fighting for?
I have no idea.
Help, save me!
Badri! - Come to me, dear.
Sir, my lord!
Batono, Badri has stolen Mzia!
Just look at that, he sliced off my head.
Blessed be thy name, O Lord, for ever and ever.
800 years of happiness,
servant of God, Mzia
and servant of God, Badri.
From now on,
Yes, Mzia and Badri,
From now on... I bind your hearts together.
I'll cut off your heads if you do not find them!
What have you to say?
We've searched all the roads, but did not find them.
Not a trace.
Woe is me, my daughter!
Silence!
Tell me, what news do you bring?
Nothing good.
Not a soul has seen them.
Where are you, daughter?!
How joyful it is to be together.
What beauty lies all around.
Your face and your thoughts
please me. Forever will I be yours.
What's the news, sister? - They grieve and destroy each other.
We must do something, Badri.
Do not appear before our eyes, you have disgraced our clan!
How so? - Be silent!
Before my death, I want to see my father and mother, she says.
Take me to my daughter, you brute.
And in addition he said:
If Mzia dies, I will not live a single day.
Follow me!
What? "Follow me", you say?
They're coming, quickly.
Oh my God!
Woe is me, oh my daughter, Mzia!
She burns with fever. The doctor said:
If she'd drink some water, she may feel a bit better, perhaps.
Calm down!
Have a drink, daughter. - Oh, mommy...
Father! - Here I am, daughter.
Before I die,
fulfill one wish of mine.
We will do even the impossible, daughter.
Father, and you, batono,
make peace.
Be strong, be strong...
Water!
- Water!
Quickly, water!
Celebration!
Let us also go and look at the young, I entreat you, batono.
No, no, I entreat you, batono.
May you live many summers.
That which enmity destroyed
Was by love rebuilt.
Subs by Eus, Sep 2017, ed. by Niffiwan, Feb 2022 ed. by Gennady Zakharov, Dec 2025