The Adventures of Captain Wrongel
Based on A. Nekrasov's eponymous novel
Eleventh Episode
- Come in...
Come in, dear guests.
- Don't you worry, we have the best baths!
- The best baths on this small scrap of earth!
- The freshest beer!
- Come on in, we're very happy to see you!
- Come in, come in!
We'll be happy to see you and will arrange you
a bath...
Va bene...
- Oh!
- Ah, this feels so good!
- Wow!
- Russian steam bath was
always in the fleet quite famous.
Onto the hot bench one climbs
like onto a log-raft.
Not in vain do folks like steam
baths after long journeys!
- And not in vain do they say:
"Have a merry steam, man"!
- Steam, steam, steam, steam! Steam does not hurt our bones!
Steam, steam, steam, steam! Lulls us into dreamland!
Rest up for an hour or two, then go and take your shift.
To a sailor freshly-bathed, any sea is knee-high!
- Kak dela, Fuchs?
Oh, I mean, how do you do?
- Vsyo v poryadke, Christopher Bonifatyevich!
I'm alright!
- Fuchs, have you seen Lom by any chance?
- The poor guy probably vanished in all this topsy-turvy...
- Come on, Fuchs!
Lom isn't the kind of person to die because of such trifle.
- Christopher Bonifatyevich...
I need to confess to a
terrible, terrible crime...
Fuchs' story
This all happened
when I was working as a security guard in the Art Museum.
My salary was very small
and I played cards to make a living.
One day, in a bar,
two men came and offered me the opportunity to earn some good money.
They drove me to a certain gentleman.
He asked me to steal the famous Venus from the museum.
I agreed...
At night,
I stole this statue
and hid it in a contrabass case.
And in the morning,
I was supposed to bring it to
the "Black Cuttlefish".
- What're you saying, Fuchs?!
- Yes, yes, Christopher Bonifatyevich!
And they organized this regatta just so I could transport this damn statue!
But instead of the "Black Cuttlefish", I ended up with you on the "Loss" by mistake.
- And yet, maybe it was a very good thing that you joined us on the "Loss"?!
- Maybe I should just throw it away?
- No, no, Fuchs! Under no circumstances!
You know, Fuchs...
Regarding this whole thing, I've got something of...
...an idea.
- What's that?
Could that be an island?!
- Looks like Hawaii...
Fuchs, it's Hawaii!
- Gentlemen,
To give pleasure to the public, the beach directorate
invited these native Hawaiians
to demonstrate their national sport.
Gentlemen,
in an hour, a concert will take place in the summer theater
in which the aborigines will perform
and show their skills!
Gentlemen,
buy the tickets! Buy tickets, gentlemen!
- I consider it my duty to inform you
that there's been a small mistake.
We, in a manner of speaking, are not exactly Hawaiians.
In fact, we're not Hawaiians at all.
"Post Office"
- If we don't find them within a day...
the boss'll make a rissole from us!
- Yeah, clearly...
"Traditional Hawaiian Songs"
"For the chief-constable."
Screenwriter: I. Vorobyov
Director: D. Cherkasskiy
Art Directors: N. Guz, R. Sahaltuyev
Composer: G. Firtich Song Lyrics: Ye. Chepovetskiy
Camera: V. Belorussov Sound: V. Gruzdev
Script Editor: V. Gaidai
Animators: A. Lavrov, N. Zurabova, N. Marchenkova, V. Goncharov
Artists: I. Budz, V. Sertsova
Assistants: R. Lumelskaya, S. Leshchenko, Yu. Srebnitskaya, L. Snezhko
Production Director: Ye. Dubenko
End of the Eleventh Episode (subs - Жукороп, Niffiwan @ animatsiya.net)