Creative association "Ekran" 1983
The Titmouse Community Calendar
Based on the stories of Vitaliy Bianki
Winter
Snow. Cold. No blade of grass or a bush.
We survived. Where has everybody gone?
It's like a forest.
What has happened? Who are you?
What are you playing at??
Will you be..?
Will you be my friend?
What's this head on a stick?
I'm not a head on a stick. I'm Manyunya's goose.
A goose? A goose?
I did not come across geese for a long time.
We'll look into it right away.
A nightmare! Help! The fox will eat the goose now.
No, he will not eat him.
Will you save him?
Yes, I'll save the poor thing first.
- And then? - And then I'll eat the tasty one.
- Go away. - No, you go away.
I saw him first.
- No, I saw him first. - Let him tell.
So you'll be my friends then?
- Of course. - Absolutely.
Why are you so keen on friendship?
Manyunya said that friendship warms.
And I'm cold!!
Where did you come from?
I am Manyunya's goose.
Girl Manyunya made me in her craft class.
She even gave me felt boots.
But I'm still cold.
- But however did you get to us? - I was carried away by the wind.
I'm already lost.
Ma-Manyunya!
... and now you don't want to be friends.
We want to. We want to.
- To eat you. - To eat. That's becoming friends.
Is this... is this really becoming friends? You'll tear off my head!
I almost lost a tooth.
But I got the felt boots!
My felt boots, mine.
Hand them over, I'm rheumatic!
I need to keep my feet warm.
It turns out that under the snow the grass is alive, and the flowers have not died.
They came out. Oh.
- Who are you? - Me? I'm Terence grouse. I just arrived.
- What for? - I do not know.
- Who called you? - No one.
- So, where's the snow? It's cold.
- But here it's warm. - Warm.
So, will you be friends with me?
Ah, we are already friends with you.
Quickly! Quickly, hide me.
- I am very noticeable. - Come on in, then.
Mine, mine!
No. No, they're mine!
Mine, give'm up.
Let go!
- Oh! - Oh!
So, will you be friends with me?
"Be friends, be friends"... you're like a broken record.
We do not even know what that is.
I was once friends with a mouse for a whole day.
But then... Nom, I ate him.
That is no true friendship.
I know, I know. Friends are those under whose wing you can find shelter.
Okay, okay, let's be friends and not die from the cold.
- Let me through, me first. - No, me. Let me through.
- Me. - No, me. No, me.
No, me.
Those who want to be friends don't quarrel.
Make peace! Or we won't let you come in under the wing.
- We agree, we agree, we agree. - And we will not nag (or bite).
Wow, it's cold. My den is destroyed by hunters, and I myself hardly got away on foot.
Spring is still far away. How hard for poor me.
What a nightmare! So big, yet so unfortunate.
Let's take him in!
- We'll take him, sure. - We won't let him die!
How warm.
It's nice that I have so many friends. It's so warm now!
Scriptwriters A.Arbatova, T.Pravdivtseva
Music N.Karetnikov
Voice actors T.Lennikova, A.Petrov, S.Travkina
Director Yulian Kalisher Art director Ye.Zelyonina, Animators: O.Degtyareva, V.Kaduhin, Ye.Lopatnikova,
Others: Ye.Turevich, O.Solomonov, S.Simuhina, A.Puchnin, A.Timofeyevskiy, I.Gelashvili
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