The Pot of Gold (based on Hovhannes Tumanyan's tale)
screenwriter V. Kazanchyan
director Elvira Avakyan
art director Susanna Ayvazyan
composer Armen Smbatyan
camera Alisa Kyurdian
sound Karen Kurdiyan
animators Aleksandr Andranikyan, Vladimir Mailyan, S. Postandzhyan
artists Artyom Karapetyan, A. Poshotyan, A. Bykov
assistants L. Gukasyan, A. Saakyan, A. Karagash
script editor A. Vatyan
production director S. Petrosyan
- Boring!
Everything is boring!
Come to me, come...
Storyteller!
Tell me a fairy tale!
One where good wins in the end,
and evil loses...
I'm a fair king!
- A tale about what, Your Majesty?
About gold...
A tale about gold.
- I'll tell you the tale about The Pot of Gold, Your Majesty.
- Is the pot quite big?
- It is, it is!
- Well, if it's big, then tell me, tell me!
- Once...
in one of the remote villages, lived two neighboring farmers...
Martiros and Yeranos...
- Yes, and then?
- That winter, Martiros' oxen had died...
He went to his neighbor to ask for help...
- Yeranos, (said Martiros)
I'll rent you my land this year...
Without my oxen, I don't need it...
Instead, I'll hire a farmhand to do the plowing, and we'll stay alive somehow...
Yeranos found a few...
no... one big coin, and gave it to Martiros.
It was early afternoon, and Yeranos had already plowed the half the ground...
Suddenly, the plowshare met something heavy...
Yeranos thought the worst, but he saw that it was a pot under the plowshare...
A very heavy one...
He opened it and was petrified...
The plow brought him gold? Lucky Martiros!
He closed the pot, and instantly went to his neighbor's house...
- Martiros! Martiros! I found gold in your soil!
The room was aglow with the glitter of gold!
Martiros returned the pot to his neighbor.
- You are a lucky one, Yeranos!
Remember the year before last?
Shoavo had lost his goat...
Even the wolves hadn't yet found it, but you did...
And brought it back...
- This wasn't my luck, - said Yeranos in wonder.
It was your luck - the gold was found in your soil!
- You paid for the land! What comes from the ground this year is yours!
- How come? Who am I to do that?
- Take the gold and get out!
I'm busy now...
- No way... Either you take the gold, or...
- I don't need other people's gold!
- It's your gold!
- No, it's yours! - I say it's yours!..
- You poke your nose everywhere! What am I to do?!
- Idiots... idiot plebeians...
They don't know what gold is...
Keep going, let's see what happens next...
And then...? - And then...
...they decided to go to the palace to let the king solve their quarrel...
- ...your wife was trying to beat you...
- Who are you? Who are you people?
Got it, got it!
I'm a very wise king, I know everything...
One of you is Martiros,
the other is Yeranos...
And there's gold in that pot...
You insist that the gold is his, and he says, "it's yours", isn't that right?
I have good news for you.
The gold was found in my kingdom, so it is mine!
Wait!
What does this mean? What's the story here?
- The pot of gold is a reward to the poor farmers for their hard work...
You've got your eye on their rightful fortune, so you see snakes instead...
- I... I give it to you... this gold...
Share it between yourselves... And get lost!
Get out of my sight!
I'm a fair king! Yes!
Is that the end?
- Not yet! Three apples fell from the sky...
One for the one who told the story,
one for the one who listened,
and one...
- All three for the one who listened!
- Now it is the end.
THE END (c) Armenfilm, 1986
Created using the film stock of "Svema" Production Association
Subtitled by parizani & Niffiwan (2024)