The King Stakh’s Wild Hunt (1979)

*[music]* What? Please open. Who are you? I’m not from here. I just need to wait for my daughter. My last name: Belovezhsky. Rach Belovezhsky. You can change your appearance. *[music]* The hostess invites you to dinner. Excuse me, I’m afraid I don’t know where I’m staying—at Jalin’s Bолотno estate. And you shouldn’t feel ashamed not knowing the hosts. They’re the Yanovskis. Don’t they sound familiar? *[music]* I’m the hostess. Hostess of Bолотno Yelin, Nadiezhda Yanovskaya. Please sit down. I should’ve introduced myself earlier. My name is Andrey Belorechsky. I study folklore from the North-Western region. I have an academy certificate and a governor’s letter. Are Vilnius and Minsk big cities? Yes, but Moscow and St. Petersburg are bigger. And the truth—do the streets there burn all night with lanterns? Of course. And I’ve seen you before. Where? I don’t remember. Have you ever experienced something like this? It feels like it’s already happened—this night, the storm outside, and you hiding from rain just like you did, while I watched.