Dersu Uzala (Dersu Uzala) (1975) (№ 310375)

- Captain, rice, salt, matches little by little come on.
- Why would you?
Rice, salt, matches in birch bark wrap, at the booth leave.
- I do not want you to come back?
- Why go back? Other people come to find dry firewood, eat find - in touch no.
Alentiev! Bring some matches, rice, salt!
I was fascinated by this gold. He had a remarkable insight, worked out his entire life in the forest. In addition, he was a beautiful soul. He cared about the person did not know and maybe never will meet.