Soyuzmultfilm Moscow 1953
FLIGHT TO THE MOON A science fiction film
written by V. Morozov, Nikolay Erdman
Directed by Valentina & Zinaida Brumberg
art directors Viktor Nikitin, Grigoriy Kozlov, Igor Nikolayev
Consultant M. Yanshin, music Yuriy Levitin, camera Yelena Petrova, sound Nikolay Prilutskiy
animators Roman Davydov, Yelena Khludova, Boris Butakov, Fyodor Hitruk, O. Borisova, Vladimir Arbekov,
L. Popov, Tatyana Fyodorova, Konstantin Chikin, Boris Dyozhkin
artists V. Rodzhero, Ye. Tannenberg, O. Gemmerling, I. Troyanova, G. Nevzorova, D. Anpilov, V. Valeryanova
Ass. director Tatyana Fyodorova Montage V. Ivanova
Kolya - V. Bendina, Petya - Ye. Mores Sandy - Valentina Sperantova, Natasha - G. Novozhilova, Guard - V. Gotovtsev,
Commander - Vladimir Gribkov Navigator - Liliya Gritsenko Professor - Mihail Yanshin
ISIC (International Society for Interplanetary Contact)
Well, how are you doing, Sandy?
Same old, same old...
And you? - Me too...
This telescope is very small - Even the Big Dipper is hard to see...
Why isn't Kolya here yet?
Ivan Ivanovich!
There is someone here that wants to speak to you regarding the moon.
- Regarding what? - The moon.
Who is it?
The Chairman of the K. Tsiolkovsky International Society for Interplanetary Contact.
I suppose we need to welcome him...
Ask him to come in, Pavel Yeliseyevich.
Excuse me, are you Professor Bobrov*? * "Beaver"
I'm busy! I'm busy!
I am supposed to have a very important meeting now, young man.
With the Chairman of the International Society for Interplanetary Contact.
- The K. Tsiolkovsky Society? - Yes.
- But that's me! - You? - Yes.
- Chairman? - Yes!
- Of the International Society? - Yes!
- How many members does this society have? - Three people! - Three?
- So how is it "International"? - What do you mean, "how"?
I, for example, am a Russian, Kolya Homyakov*. * "Hamster"
Peter Tereshchenko is Ukrainian and Sandy Robinson is a Negro.
We have a telescope just like yours...
only a bit smaller.
And do you have anything other than just a telescope?
We have a special hat, though just one for all the society members!...
And has your society existed long?
As many as four days!
Our society was founded...
just the day after Professor Gnatyuk went flying to the moon.
We live on the same street as Natasha Gnatyuk.
You perhaps know her father? She is very worried and excited.
I know, I know him, young man.
An hour ago, I received an update on the flight of the rocket.
"We are pleased to be able to report that the flight proceeds successfully."
We have received a radio signal from the moon.
The rocket R-1 has lost control.
At midnight we will need to launch a second rocket!
Petya, why don't you monitor the radio signals for a bit?
Let me look a little, too... - Go ahead.
- And the hat! - Ah, yes.
There's Jupiter!
That's Aldebaran.
And that's Ceres.
And that's Murzilka! - Murzilka?! Where? Where's Murzilka?
- There! She's by that antenna. - I see, I see, ha-ha-ha!
Oh, look! They're fighting, they're fighting!
Why are you frowning?
We're supposed to look at the moon,
but we look at cats!...
The rocket may land on the moon this minute.
Bad news, comrades!
- What! - What happened?
The R-1 rocket lost control!
So it will crash?
And so will Natasha's dad...
The rocket's already on the moon,
but it will never return from there
if it does not get rescued...
So will it get rescued?
Of course!
Poor Natasha...
Don't speak of it to her - not a word!
Natasha!
Smile, friends, smile, or she might suspect!
Murzilka...
Come on, Petya, take a look, is Natasha coming?
She's coming! She already knows...
Natasha, do not cry! Today at 12:00 a second rocket will depart to the moon.
Your father will be rescued. So don't cry.
If only they'd take me with them!
What are you saying, Natasha! How can girls go to the moon?
Well, if not me, then what about Tobik?
A dog? I'm afraid that comrade Bobrov would refuse.
But why?
What could a professor, a scholar, do with a dog?!
But Tobik is also a scientist. A mathematician.
Tobik, how much is 2 x 2?
Woof-woof-woof-woof!
Awesome!
Kolya, darling, let us send Tobik to daddy.
But how will we bring him in?
They won't let us in with a dog!
I'll give you a box!
Grandpa*, we need to get this parcel sent. (* a polite term for an older man)
A parcel? You need to go to the post office for that, youngsters!
But grandpa, we need to send it the moon.
So please let us through to see comrade Bobrov.
I can't do that!
I've been instructed to let no one in. He's in a meeting.
Grandpa, I saw him today! [Prof. Bobrov is in a Meeting in the Conference Hall]
Wait, wait, wait. You did. You really did.
And you had some title too complicated to remember on an empty stomach.
Chairman of the K. Tsiolkovsky
International Society of Interplanetary Contact.
Abbreviation - "ISIC"!
Well, what am I to do with you, "ISIC"? Sit down, wait.
He sleeps. Let him.
Tell me, grandpa, what do you think? Will they save them?
Why wouldn't they? Of course! It'll be as simple as "2 x 2" for them.
Woof-woof-woof-woof!
Stop! Hold him! Catch him! Catch him! Catch him!
Tobik, come back! Come back!
- What? What happened? - All is lost!
The old man wanted to hit Tobik, but he missed and broke his mop!
But where's Tobik?
Hide! Hide! Hurry!
Is this security? Immediately send a janitor!
"With a gun"? Yes, let him bring a gun! Hurry!
- Security? - With a gun!
- In here! - Another mess!
Didn't I speak Russian when I said: "Send all cargo to the eastern pavilion"?!
And what have we here? Hello!
Come on, heave, comrades!
And check that it's well-sealed!
Make sure that it's all in order!
Hah, "fine workers"...
- Where's Kolya? - In the box! - And where is the box?
Look!
- Kolya! Kolya! Is that you? - Open it, quickly!
What are you doing here?
Look, look, they're loading the boxes.
Stop!
We were told there'd be 12 boxes, but there are 13 here.
- I hope there's no mistake... - There are 13, sure enough. Go ask Ivan Sergeyevich.
By the window, the bird cherry sways,
- Where did they put him? Spreading out...
- Tobik, Tobik, search! ...its flower petals.
Across the river a quiet voice is heard,
And the nightingales sing all night long.
Yes, 13, Pyotr Sergeyevich. You think I'm a boy? Count it out yourself!
Well, where are your 13? I count 12!
That's right, 12. Hah, "fine workers"!
Open it quickly!
Someone closed it up with nails.
We need some piece of iron!
Kolya! Hold on, we'll be back!
Attention! Ready!
Start!
We're on our way! Course?
- Accurate! - I'm going at a speed of 11 km/sec!
We are overcoming the Earth's gravity and heading out into space!
Hello! Hello! This is the R-2!
Reporting initial data.
Kolya, hold on, hold on!
This is a different box.
Why did you point it out to us?
A sausage!
I do not like this background noise.
- Background noise? - Yes, listen!
- I've been hearing it for some time now. - Strange.
- Ivan Ivanovich! - Incredible!
- Young man! - Ah? What! Comrade Bobrov!
Please forgive me for falling asleep.
- But I have to ask you something. - What do you want to ask?
- When you fly to the moon ...
- What do you mean, "when you fly", when we are already on our way?
What do you mean "on our way"?!
Comrade Bobrov, turn back, or I am lost!
I have a maths test at school today!
I am very sorry, young man, but sooner than in 12 days you will not get back to Earth.
Comrade policeman! These two boys lost a third boy,
Kolya Homyakov. Can you give us any advice?
Attentively read the papers, young citizens.
A radiogram came from the R-2:
"In our rocket a stowaway's been found. 12 years old, named Kolya Homyakov."
- That's him! - That's him!
- So he is flying to my dad? - Maybe.
Dear friends! Let's drink to a good flight and the rescue of the R-1 rocket.
I've never been in the sky, I counted stars from afar...
Damn it!
The things have become weightless!
We are no longer pulled by the Earth's gravity.
Who's next?
Watch out! Hold on to your chair!
Attention, attention!
Earth speaking! The mother of Kolya Homyakov...
...would like to hear his voice.
Mum! Mum! Only my voice?
Mama, do not be mad that I flew off! I'll fly back!
Mama, tell the boys at the children's technical centre, that
I'll prepare a report for them called "Flight to the Moon (Personal Impressions)"
Attention! Earth speaking! We'll broadcast a concert
for the participants of the interplanetary flight. - "Waltz" by Tchaikovsky.
POSTER "Flight to the Moon (Personal Impressions)" Speaker - Kolya Homyakov
Well, we'll add the date when he returns.
Oh, so many people will come to this lecture!
You bet! "Personal Impressions"!
Even adults will come. You'll see!
"R-1 is on the line." Yes, yes, of course.
"The rocket lies at the bottom of the Archimedes crater...
...full-stop." They are alive!
Earth! Earth! This is R-2 speaking!
Below us are the Grimaldi ring mountains.
We're awaiting further signals.
Earth! Earth! This is R-2 speaking!
We're approaching the Archimedes crater.
- Earth! Earth! - I'm beginning the descent.
Let's call them again.
R-1 is silent.
- Good day, mister! - Who are you? The cleaning lady?
- No. - Then why do you have a mop?
This mop, grandfather, is a present for you...
on behalf of the International Society for Interplanetary... Contact!
"ISIC"? Where are they?
We are very worried...
You work amidst the community of academics...
Maybe you've heard something...
I haven't heard anything and wouldn't want to either.
And anyway, I won't accept any responsibility for this flight!
Why not?
Because to fly to the moon
in the manner that Professor Bobrov did should never be done!
And what manner was that?
They left without galoshes! And why did I not notice their error?
Because of the "ISIC"! On the moon, it's 150 degrees below zero,
but the galoshes are down here!
But it is only cold on one side of the Moon.
On the other half it's hot: 100 degrees!
Fine, fine. Let's have the mop.
Grandfather, if you hear anything, please let us know!
Here is a map of the lunar surface.
Here, in the crater of Archimedes...
...is our position. So where is the rocket?
Apparently they are not here, either!
Let's try to continue our search in another direction.
Watch out!
As you can see, I jump as well as you, young man!
But here that is nothing to boast about.
On the Moon, both you and I and all the objects around us weigh six times less.
So, young man, what was I saying? Oh yeah, I remember!
As you must have noticed for yourself, young man,
On the moon there is no such thing as "weather."
No wind, no clouds, no rain,
there is no change in temperature, no... Excuse me... you're not here either?!
Where are you? Young man!
Where did you wander off to?
I didn't wander off, Ivan Ivanovich, I was searching!
The end result of your searching will be that we'll have to search for you.
Do not forget that it's very easy to get lost here.
- Goodbye! - Where are you?!... Ivan Ivanovich!!
I've never been in the sky, I counted stars from afar...
Light your torch.
- Got it? - No! - Shame on you, Chairman.
Don't you know that there is no air on the moon?
Consequently, the light is not scattered.
So a person who stands in shadow on the moon becomes invisible.
Got it!
What was that?!
A meteorite.
As you should know, young man,
Meteorites are falling objects from outer space
that are made of metal or rock, and they are...
Move quickly! There's a cave!
- Ah, Ivan Ivanovich! - Bad luck. It seems I can't walk any more.
No matter, Ivan Ivanovich! I'll carry you!
It's far to the rocket. I doubt that you'll have the strength, young man.
Do you remember the way to our rocket?
See those two high cliffs?
They bend over and form a sort of gate.
As soon as you walk past that gate, you should be able to see our rocket.
- Think you can find it? - You bet!
Where did the gate go? Earth! Petya... Sandy...
Where are you now?
Ah... Where are you now, Kolya?
Sofia Andreyevna! Sofia Andreyevna! Sofia Andreyevna!
How did you get here?
Is this rocket not the R-2?
It's the R-1.
The R-1! Oh! Then you must be Natasha's dad!
Hurray!
Let's go for a walk.
No! I don't want to.
- Hello, I'm listening! - Is that "ISIC"? Hello!
Comrades! All is well! Let's go for a walk!
We struck a cliff during landing, and breached our rocket's hull.
The hole is now patched.
Excellent. I am pleased with the research material you collected.
Ivan Ivanovich, where are you?
Where are you? Where's the boy?
I'm in the rocket. Where are you?
All is well. The rocket was found in quadrant B-35.
Tomorrow we will give you a part of our fuel. Then it will be time to go.
The earth awaits us!!
WELCOME, FLIGHT PARTICIPANTS!
THE END Subs by Chapaev, Eus & Niffiwan