A DASHING FELLOW Adapted from folk tales Soyuzmultfilm, Moscow, 1976
screenwriter Vladimir Danilov director Roman Davydov
art director Aleksandr Trusov camera Maya Popova
music Vladimir Krivtsov sound Georgiy Martynyuk script editor Pyotr Frolov
montage Lyubov' Georgiyeva assistants T. Galkina K. Karpov, S. Kashcheyeva
animators Vladimir Zarubin, Vladimir Arbekov, Vladimir Shevchenko, Oleg Komarov, Victor Shevkov, Nikolay Fyodorov
voice artists Vladimir Basov, Anna Kamenkova, Yevgeniy Gerasimov
production director Lubov' Butyrina
Cuckoo!
Well, what are you gazing at?
Or have you lost something?
What's your name?
My name is Namea.
And my patronym
is MyGateIsShutovna.
Is that so?!
And what if I decide to to send the matchmakers?...
Matchmakers? Oh!
Aren't you a fast one!
Hee, hee, hee!
What? Did you swallow a laughing beetle?
You're covered in dirt like a cat fallen into the chimney.
And your shirt is sewn inside-out.
You're an oddball!
That's right: I'm a funny guy!
Everybody calls me:
"Blue smock-frock sewn inside-out"
Well, where should I send the matchmakers to?
Sending matchmakers too soon will brand you a buffoon.
But I live over there.
See it?
Isn't that the sorcerer's house?
I am his daughter!
What, does that frighten you?
Why shouldn't I be scared?
Everyone avoids that place.
But, hey... what will be, will be!
Expect me tomorrow morning.
Oh, you're going to lose your head.
Ah, the suitor is here!
You came after all!
I thought you'd get scared and hide under a cabbage leaf.
I keep my word.
Besides: you won't get away from me.
What cocky words!
Do you even know who I am?
I've heard.
If so, then are you not afraid
to deal with me?
No. Why should I be?
You're not easily frightened?
Many others fled at once without looking back.
Well, then...
First, we will
play hide and seek.
What kind of hide and seek?
The usual.
I will seek,
and you...
will hide!
I give you till sunset.
If I find you - do not expect mercy.
I'll turn you into... an ax.
Or a horse's collar; whatever we need on the farm.
But if I don't find you, there'll be nothing for it:
You'll become my son-in-law.
Those are my conditions.
Those are our conditions.
So, that doesn't suit you?
Suits me fine. If you want "hide and seek", let's hide and seek.
Then go, go. And think well!
I am not to be trifled with...
What's there to think about?
Here's your cap.
- You're really not reconsidering to go on with the hunt for my hand? - No.
- I won't back down. - And you're not bragging?
- Where will you hide? - Me?
- Uh-huh. - I will hide under a cabbage leaf.
Oh, that's a laugh! Father will find you in no time.
We'll see about that.
Hey, servants, one of you:
Go and get me our magic book.
There, under the root. Not that one.
Crow.
Well, Maryushka, we'll see where he's hiding.
Yes, let's look for the fool.
He is not a fool: He has his eyes on someone.
- I swear, he's not a fool. - Oh, don't be silly, father.
Look, Maryushka, a restless lamb.
- Well, so what? They sometimes are. - Oh, no.
Now I will make him dance!
Hey, servants!
Bring to me
this lamb. Hurry!
So.
Well, what shall I turn you into?
Maybe you'd like to ask for a final wish?
Permit me to hide once more.
After all, the agreement was that I had until evening.
Maryushka, he enjoyed it!
Did you enjoy it?
If "until evening" you want, "until evening" you'll get.
Hey, someone!
See off our guest.
Get down and walk away.
I warned you!
Never mind. I just need to catch my breath...
and hide myself more cunningly.
He'll still find you. We've got a magical book.
Well, I'm a stubborn person.
Oh, what a fool you are!
Can't find him! Where could he have hidden?
Next page! Next page! Next page! - Oh...
Could it be that he strikes your fancy?
You're talking nonsense!
No! He is not to my liking.
Wait a minute!
- That reed is swaying. You see? - So?
One reed...
moves against the wind.
That's not normal.
Cunning.
Oh, clever guy!
Maryushka!
You feel fine in the well, then?
I feel fine.
It's just right after that swamp.
Only the water is a bit chilly.
It's spring water.
Can it be that you're crying?
As if! No way...
You splashed me with water, that's all.
Maryushka, beg your father to let me hide one last time.
The evening, after all, is still far off.
Here, wipe yourself dry or you'll catch a cold.
Please ask him!
So... so... got him!
He can't compete against our book.
- What? You've found him again? - Look for yourself.
If you've found him, so be it! Let him have his satisfaction.
- "Let him have his satisfaction." - Right...
Right, the sun will soon set,
and the matter will end.
Who is there?
The sorcerer found you.
That's real bad for my case.
I have no more time to hide.
Let me take you away to a kingdom far, far away.
No.
I cannot live without Maryushka.
Is that really true?
And the sorcerer does not frighten you?
He does not.
All right.
I shall hide you more reliably.
Go and turn, my fine lad, into a lightweight feather.
Father.
What? What?
Father, it will soon be evening.
That is true.
Well, it's time for tea.
But first, let's look for the last time.
I don't see him.
You know, it seems my eyes are not what they once were.
But I feel in my heart that he is somewhere near.
Oh!
Little nannies! Little nannies, nannies!
Hey you, dashing fellow!
I'm talking to you, feather: show yourself!
The girl's heart has thawed.
It's time to have a wedding!
That "hide and seek" game was a girlish whim.
Maryushka did not want to marry the first guy that came along,
but was waiting for the one
to whom she would seem more precious than life itself.
She was waiting for a real man.
Here you are, children; this is my wedding gift.
It is magic.
We don't need magic things.
Maryushka and I will live well even without them.
Yes, that's certainly true.
Then at least accept...
this!
Well now,
for a working man that IS fitting.
Thank you, father!
Stay healthy, dear father!
Live in harmony and love with each other, children!
The End
Subs by Lemicnor, Vissashpa & Eus, Jul 2016, revised by Niffiwan, Mar 2024