Soyuzmultfilm Moscow 1959
A puppet movie
Ali Baba and forty robbers based on an Arab fairy tale
Scenario A. Makovsky Directed by Grigory Lomidze
art director Vitold Bordzilovsky camera Nikolai Grinberg, Teodor Bunimovich
music Eduard Kolmanovsky Background-artist A. Durakov sound Boris Filchikov, script editor Boris Voronov
Animators M. Mamonov, D. Melamed, Vladimir Puzanov, Maria Benderskaya, Lev Zhdanov, Boris Meyerovich, Vyacheslav Shilobreyev, Pavel Petrov
Assistant directors A. Dymich, V. Egorova
puppets and decor Roman Gurov(L), Pavel Gussev, Oleg Massainov, N. Tselikov, V. Chernikhova, V. Cherkinskaya, G. Lutinsky, V. Kuranov, N. Solntsev
Text is read by A. Petrossyan
executive producer Nathan Bitman
In this blessed city
Long ago, two brothers lived.
The elder was called Kasim,
And he was a rich merchant.
Many troubles worried Kasim.
He needed to guard that the fan kept going steadily
So it would, without ceasing, bring coolness.
He needed every morning
to drink a sweet sorbet.
He needed to closely watch the cook,
so he could smell the fragrant odor of his chicken:
"Hey, hey!" Shouted Kasim.
But the younger brother Ali Baba...
Yes, what kind of worries could a poor woodcutter have?
His father left him a legacy of only an ass and an old ax.
But even then their mother did not live with rich Kasim,
But with poor Ali Baba. As not only in fairy tales happens.
We haven't left a single grain of rice in the house.
O but, mother, with such an assistant
We will bring so much firewood today,
that it will be enough for a whole bag of rice.
A bag..?. Then buy a hen as well.
I'll make you a dinner like you never dreamed of.
Well, mother, it's alright!
Be sure to buy a chicken.
A suitable tree.
The donkey said nothing.
He had his own ideas on this score.
If he goes on like this, the way back won't be an easy one.
Suddenly robbers appeared.
They not only robbed, but also abducted people.
"Open, Sesame!" -
Shouted the one-eyed leader,
Then the rock opened.
Exactly forty robbers drove into the cave.
Never Ali Baba had thought,
That sesame, this harmless grass,
From which seeds one squeezes out the oil,
Had such a magical power.
The slaves.
Maybe there were other captives left in the cave,
And Ali Baba could manage to rescue them.
Dear Sesame, could you not be nice
And open this rock for me too?
But the rock did not move.
"Oh, if you want the rock to open,
repeat the words the headman uttered ", -
The donkey wanted to say, but he did not say anything.
He did not like to express his thoughts aloud.
But Ali Baba seemed to have understood.
"Open, Sesame!"
Yes, not a few robbers robbed.
What many goods there were!!
Have I stopped being a woodcutter?
No, this robe is not for me: you can not chop a lot of firewood in it
It is a pity that there is no ordinary ax here.
Then Ali Baba decided to take one bag of gold,
To buy himself an ax, and at the same time organize a feast
For all the poor of the city.
"Open sesame!"
But it only did not come to his mind that his old mother
still was waiting for her beloved son.
My son, O joy of my eyes!
Did you really bring a whole bag of rice?
"So it was not in vain that I asked Kasim bring me a cauldron for pilaf," his mother fussed.
Here, mother, is everything: I brought rice,
And sweet sultana's, and fat chickens.
Hold out the cauldron, I will fill it with rice.
"Oh, my poor son, have you robbed anyone?" - his mother said worried.
Ali Baba told his mother about the magical cave,
And they began to fill all the vessels
in the house with golden dinars.
The next morning, after having tasted his delicious food,
Kasim decided to do one of his most important things - take a nap.
Oh no no no! like his mother did not break the sleep of her rich son,
returning the smoked cauldron to him.
So be it. "Did she burn it"?
Poor people do not know how to handle gold dinars.
So to the sticky bottom of the cauldron one of them was left sticking.
So this is the kind of pilaf they cooked in my cauldron!
Hey, who ever is there! Help me get up quickly.
Where did you get so much gold from?
Ali Baba found a cave full of treasures. He will bring you a bag of gold.
"A sack? No, I want muck more,
"Lots and lots of gold, " - cried out Kasim almost choking.
"Plundering the cave you will get caught by the robbers and killed," Ali Baba said.
But when Kasim saw all the gold shining, he lost his balance.
Tell me where the cave is! " Otherwise, I'll drag you to court,
so your head will be chopped off.
"Very well," Ali Baba agreed.
Go to the high rock and say the magic words: "open sesame!"
Remember: that is the plant from which the seeds are squeezed to oil.
And Ali Baba hurried to the bazaar with a bag of gold.
As he needed to buy a new ax and the largest cauldron.
After all, my mother, I promised to feed pilav to all poor people in the city.
100 gold dinars.
100 gold dinars for 1 slave.
This is the first time I see a merchant spoil his own goods.
But your goods are the most valuable in the world. How much do you want for him?
That depends on what you choose.
this one's cheaper.
But there are also more expensive ones.
"Wow," thought the donkey and almost said:
"Ay, Ali Baba, watch out for that look!"
But it was his rule not to interfere in the affairs of his owner.
I will not choose. How many for all?
If you pay a bag of gold, you can take everyone.
Yet, no one expected,
that Ali Baba would say:
"All right, I'll pay."
Take off their chains!
Go home. You are free!
Meanwhile, Kasim hurried to the treasure-cave.
"Open sesame"!
Ali Baba threw the sack at the feet of the greedy merchants.
But suddenly
Because of the sign on the bag
The robbers understood,
That this gold came from their own cave.
Why did you call us, Muhammad?
So in anger Muhammad told his one-eyed headman,
That the secret of their cave was uncovered. They were robbed.
Then finally the city guard came running too late, as usual.
Although in her soul the mother was proud of the nobility of her son,
she grumbled all the way. After all, as before, in the house there wasn't a handful of rice left.
And you can not cook soup from an ax, however new it is. - "Do not grieve, mother!"
And why are you following us?
I have nowhere else to go.
Take me as a servant to your house, good lord.
"Sir... What kind of lord am I?" Smiled Ali Baba.
My son is a simple woodcutter, and we do not need a servant.
If you want to,
Stay in our house like your own. After all, you're an orphan.
"Well," said Ali Baba, "till now we have shared the need for two.
Now we will divide it into three, and the share will be smaller. "
Hey, hemp, now, open the door.
No, not hemp. What was it?..
Oats!
Oats!
But the rock did not open.
His heart stopped.
Barley, open the door!
Wheat! Millet! Peas!
Peas!
I forgot...
Here he is, the thief!
"Do not kill me, I'm not guilty! It was Ali Baba. He taught me how to enter," Kasim yelled.
Who is Ali Baba?
My brother.
He's a bad person.
He stole your gold and took it away on ten mules.
Allah is a witness to this.
Can you show us,
Where he lives?
"Well who could do that better than me?" Kasim said happily.
Quick, give me a horse. I will cut off his head myself.
The headman immediately fell in love with the man who so willingly would betray his own brother.
He even wanted to cut off his head as a sign of special admiration.
But it was necessary to find the thief. "Lead on!"
Kasim pointed to the door of Ali Baba's house.
But there were so many doors,
And all were so similar to one another,
That Mohammed decided to use a trick.
Suddenly a mocking voice was heard:
"There is also a cross here."
"And here's another. There!"
The redheaded robber started laughing: "Yet another cross!"
It turned out that there was not a single door in the street without such a cross.
The headman did not like when his order were poorly executed.
And in order not to wipe the sword twice,
the headman at the same time cut off his head and that of Kasim
Who else of you will go and find the house of Ali Baba?
He knows the secret of our cave and may tell the Caliph.
"And then the sabers of the Caliph Guard will tickle our necks," said the robber Osman.
Like this.
Not by the saber of the caliph, nor by the saber of the headman, the robbers
The robbers did not want their necks cut.
But only one of them decided to go.
It was not for nothing that he was called Ahmed-Daredevil.
All the robbers readily agreed with this.
"Go!" Ordered the headman.
Pretending to be blind, early in the morning
Ahmed came to the market square to the shoemaker and asked him:
Kind man, I'm looking for my brother.
He recently bought slaves
And paid for them with pure gold.
there's a man who bought freedom for slaves,
His name is Ali Baba.
"That's who I'm searching for," Ahmed rejoiced.
I'll give you a gold dinar,
If you show me his house.
For such money I have to work for a month.
Hold on to my shoulder and I will bring you to his house.
Here is Ali Baba's house.
So the cunning Ahmed put
Small inconspicuous cross on the door.
But even 10,000 cunning robbers
Could not outwit such a woman as Mardzhana.
Well, no one has ever called Ahmed "Daredevil" ever since
because his head was no longer there.
So then the headman decided to find the house of his enemy himself.
Do you need to fix your shoes?
No. I'm looking for my brother.
I'll give you 2 gold dinars.
I understand, I understand who you are looking for.
Great is Allah! He rewarded Ali Baba with so many brothers, that they can't be counted.
Let's go to. I gladly will show you his house.
"Will the other brothers come too?" - No.
That's a pity. Such a pity the other brothers will not come.
The headman just counted the doors to Ali Baba's house.
"Open sesame!"
Rogues! You are all good at killing and robbing.
But none of you could have come up with such a trick,
like I came up with.
Listen!
Late in the evening a large caravan,
Loaded with vessels with expensive oil,
Entered the city gates.
"That's right," Osman probably said. "We've arrived."
The one-eyed merchant who brought this caravan,
Asked to spend the night at the house of Ali Baba.
Marjana somewhere saw
This one-eyed man before,
But could not remember where.
"I'm a poor woodcutter," Ali Baba said. "But there's enough room."
Hey, Mardzhana, put the dog on the chain!
And you, mother, think about something to treat these travelers on.
Thank you, kind man.
May Allah fulfill your desires, as you have done ours.
Brought out of our cave, gold, must be 10 mule-loads, and pretends to be poor!!
So the headman ordered the robbers, at his signal, to break into the house.
"We listen and obey, headman," -
Quietly came from clay jugs.
This one was too impatient.
And this one just loved the night's coolness.
And he found a vent, though from below.
Oh mother, these are not merchants, but robbers!
They want to kill Ali Baba!
"Ali Baba?" exclaimed the troubled mother.
Hold them, distract them, Mardzhana!
And she herself ran to wake the inhabitants of the city.
Osman!
Isn't it time to check if there's enough food for the camels?
Osman understood in an this way: "It's time."
Hold on, stranger. It's not that door.
Here is the door that leads into our yard.
As it comes to cunningness, the ataman was not that cunning,
that he knew how this beautiful dance would end for him.
So we met, one-eyed headman!
So that's what kind of brothers appeared for our Ali Baba.
"Take your gold!" The shoemaker said angrily.
An honest person has no need for it.
Who strives for goodness and justice,
He will surely come to happiness.
How els would our fairy tale come to a happy end?
The end Subs by Lemicnor & Eus April 2017
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