All language subtitles for Kontakt - S01E04_SDH [English] (SUBRIP)

-Kill her.
-Why?

I don’t want to kill anyone.

Remember,
all women are despicable sellout bitches,

who deserve only one thing.
Do you understand me?

Oleg? Nadezhda tells me
you were moaning in your sleep.

Was it a bad dream?

A dream?

He killed her, you hear?

Strangled her with her kerchief.

Strangled her!

Don’t get upset.

Sit down. Please sit.

Sit down.

He killed her.

And...

Let’s do this injection.

Stop.

Don’t do anything just yet.

Let me see if there is someone at home.

Sergey, it’s Gena Bolshakov.

Is my mother with you?

She didn’t call or come by?

She hasn’t come home yet.

Is this how you’re working
on a complicated case?

It’s the middle of the night.

Nadezhda Ilyinichna. 1.5 cc, please.

Coming up.

It will help you calm down
and go to sleep.

As they say, you need to sleep on it.

I suppose you won’t let me
make a phone call.

A call?

It’s three in the morning.

Come on, Oleg.

Let’s go. Her two sons are there.

I need money.
There wasn’t much in her wallet.

You’ll get your money next time.

They are big. You can’t handle them.

I said I’d help you.

Now you need to go.

Go home and go to bed.

Ditch the keys on your way home.
Flush her passport down the toilet.

Do you understand?

-Yes, I understand.-Go, then.

-Hi, guys. Hi, Zaslavsky.
-Hi.

-I’m not sure it was our guy.
-Why?

It doesn’t look like his MO.

He would first knock a girl out,
then clean out her pockets. That’s it.

He made a mistake once.

Gave a girl an overdose.

This guy brought her here
and strangled her.

With a kerchief.

What’s this?

This?

This.

The victim’s wig.

It must have been knocked off her head
when he was dragging her here.

Let me see.

A white wig.

Blonde...

Yes, chief. I was surprised, too.

Remember that psycho talking
about a blonde last night?

-What psycho?
-The one that...

That...

What’s this? A blonde wig.

Did I miss something, Brazhnik?

Thanks, my friend.

Sveta, wait.
You were with your son, right?

When was I supposed to tell you?

How about now?

There isn’t much to tell.

Your friend Malinin,
who is now so close to you,

came here last night
raving about some chick in a wig

who was in danger.

He was talking about hallucinations, too.

Ask Sanya.

Then he fell on the floor,
rolled his eyes back, and that was that.

What did you do?

I called an ambulance.

They took a look at him and took him
to the funny farm. That’s it.

That’s it.

A person comes to you and tells you

that a woman wearing a blonde wig
is in danger.

You sent him to the loony bin.

Next day we come to a crime scene

and find a dead woman in a blonde wig.

I told you back at the hospital
we should have twisted his arms.

Twist his arms, put him behind bars,
and start working on him,

no matter how shell-shocked he is.

-Are you done?
-I’m done.

Which hospital is he in?

The Seventh.

I need the crime scene report
on my table by two.

Yes, ma’am.

You can’t keep your mouth shut, can you?

-How was I supposed to know?
-Shut up!

-Denis Ivanovuch.
-Yes?

Denis Ivanovich, I have a witness.

He saw a car in the road exactly at 2 a.m.

He remembers the number.

Look it up in the database.

Do I still need to babysit you?

Is this a kindergarten?

Never mind him.

Chief isn’t in the mood.

Come on.

The plates are probably fake. Come on.

Come on, my dear, wake up.

It’s late. The police are here to see you.

-The police?
-A lady. A major.

She wants to talk to you.

She is at Karen’s office.

Looks like they have finally got to
my complicated case.

She gives him the facts,
he draws conclusions.

Don’t be a smartass.

If they give you 3 cc of Sulfazin,
you’ll be in agony for 24 hours.

Sour cream for your salad?

No, Mom. Thank you.

Yesterday you wanted me

to leave you alone to work.

When I peeked into your room...

Please understand. I’m your mother,

and I’m worried about your health.

When I looked through the crack,

I saw you asleep in your chair.

Moreover, you were talking in your sleep.

I was scared, but I decided

I’d talk to you in the morning.

I don’t think this is funny.

Aren’t you tired of this?

You think I don’t realize that,
as well as your colleague,

you think I’m either crazy
or an accomplice?

I almost believed you at the hospital.

Wait.

I understand how you feel.

We’ll sort it out.

Did you have another dream?

It wasn’t a dream.

-What was it, then?
-The thing is I don’t know.

We have a doctor here
who promised to look into it.

All right.

Tell us what you saw.

I’ve told you a thousand times.

I saw a blonde woman,
a restaurant, a murder.

Major can tell you the rest.

Or rather she’ll confirm
that it happened the way I said it did.

-Didn’t it?
-Unfortunately, it did.

I’m sorry. It’s lunch time.

We have strict rules here.

No problem. You can take him.

-I’ll wait here.
-Thanks.

My dear mom.

You’ve always believed in me.

You’ve always thought I was special.

Yes. I still think you are.

I know.

I know. You still think I’m a good writer.

Others, though,
see me as a mediocre scribbler,

a lowly accountant
from a mothball-smelling office.

A mediocre person.

Venya, who do you believe?

Me or those idiots?

I always believed only you, Mom.

And you were right.

Venya, have you finally finished
your short stories series?

No.

I was granted a gift from above.

A gift?

Yes.

I...

can control people.

Don’t drag your feet. Move it.

Next.

Hurry along.

Next.

-Step aside.
-Thanks.

-Next.
-In a second.

You’re too slow. Sit down, quick!

You have ten minutes left.

Hold your spoon properly.

I’ll be right back.

Don’t you see it? Come on!

I’m coming, I’m coming.

-Eat it with bread.
-I’m sorry.

I’m almost done.

I can control their will and actions.

I can give them orders.

So far I have only one person
under my control.

But he can do anything I tell him.
You see? Anything!

He can even die for me.

Do you have to do it?

I want to understand the limits
of my control over this person.

Yes, it’s just one man.

But as soon as I get a grip of it,
there will be more.

Dozens, hundreds, thousands of people

I will be able to manipulate like puppets.

I’m not crazy. No.

Okay, okay.

I must say I didn’t understand
everything you told me.

Venya, tell me.

Is it safe?

Mom.

Mom.

It’s absolutely safe

for you and for me both.

No danger.

Hello.

Major Nikolayeva?

Me?

-Yes, it’s for you.
-I see.

Major Nikolayeva.

Why are you calling me here?

Thanks.

Denis, I can’t talk right now.

Yes. Come to the hospital.

We’ll talk later.

Here is your company.

Just please make it quick.

I’ll soon be coming off my shift,

so you have 40-45 minutes.

Thank you.

Sit down, Oleg. I’m going on rounds.

Thank you.

Was the lunch any good?

Excuse me.

Thanks. It was awful. You?

Me?

Did you eat something?

No.

Why didn’t you ask for a cup of tea?

Don’t worry. I’m used to it.

This is what my job is like.

Sometimes I only manage
one meal a day, at home.

So your husband is a housemaker.

I'm not married.

Why?

I was married, but…

My husband died two years ago.

I’m sorry. I didn’t know.

Today we’ll talk about
the Silver Age of the Russian poetry.

Our heroes today are
Aleksandr Blok, Anna Akhmatova,

Konstantin Balmont...

I would rather you proceeded
with your creative work.

I wanted you to become
another Brodsky or Aksionov.

Mom, there is no other Brodsky.

Or Pushkin.

They were all one and the only, unique.

You are also unique.

I was afraid to tell you...

But since it’s all going so well...

What do you mean?

Everything.

The gift you were given,

you doing some progress
on your stories, hopefully.

A letter came this morning
from Literaturny Olimp.

Did you send your war stories there?

I sent them the “Omnipotent” cycle.

What does the letter say?

I didn’t dare to open it,

since I remember the awful letter
from Molodost.

Give it to me.

I hope this time everything will be fine.

Well?

What?

Is it from Almazov?

Will they publish you? Venedikt!

The bastard.

The talentless, backward bastard.

I knew I shouldn’t have...

You need contacts to publish there.

I know.

They don’t need talented people.

They’ll answer for this.

Let them watch their backs.

It’s true. I don’t know
what’s going on with me.

I wish I knew.

But I really don’t.

Sometimes I feel
it’s all because of that damned rock.

Rock? What rock?

During the explosion...

Don’t look at me like this.

I know it sounds crazy.

Every time I touch it,

you see...

Okay. What did the doctor say?

-Many long words in Latin.
-I see.

In a word, they don’t understand
what’s going on with you.

Svetlana, I’m not crazy.

Can you at least believe this?

Okay. I believe
that you aren’t mentally ill.

Good.

I don’t understand.

God, what’s this?

It’s just that I suddenly find myself
next to a man.

Not any man, but your guy.
It feels as if I were inside him.

God, what am I talking about?

I can see places and people
he is talking to.

I hear their voices,
sometimes even their thoughts.

What is it? Are you okay?

Oleg?

Are you sick?

No, I’m fine. Where was I?

You were saying
you were reading some man’s thoughts.

Exactly.

How can I put it?

It’s not thoughts but rather intentions.

His...

Oleg, try again.

What do you mean?

Oleg, what’s wrong?

Are you all right?

I’m fine.

I have a feeling
there is someone else in this room.

Let me call the doctor.

Svetlana...

Svetlana Sergeyevna.

Please hear me. I’m not crazy.

God, what is it? It’s all wrong.

Giving me the gift
and then taking it back?

It can’t be.

It would be too unfair.

Are you asleep?

Yes. Why?

Nothing. Go back to sleep.

Interesting.

What’s this?

Let’s go back to that man.

Shit. Again. Do you feel it?

What am I supposed to feel?

Nothing. What was it you wanted?

What would you say
if I offered you to work with us?

With you? No. No.

With me personally.

Would you say yes?

It sounds tempting.

On one condition.

Yes?

They’ll let me out of here.

That’s fascinating.

It seems...

If I told you that science,
medicine including,

had answers to all questions,
I would be lying.

We can’t beat cancer; we can’t treat AIDS.

We don’t have a full understanding
of senile dementia...

Right. The Alzheimer’s. I know.

Exactly.

We have no explanation
for your Malinin’s visions.

This is definitely abnormal.

So you can’t explain what is going on,

but you still believe he should stay here.

We can run various tests.

An encephalogram, a CT scan.

Only when I’m certain
he has no pathologies

we can discuss his release.

Excuse me. Eduard Markovich sends this.

Thank you. By the way...

This contains hundreds of such cases.

Any success stories?

No. Maybe it will just pass. Eventually.

I’d prefer it didn’t.
At least for a while.

We all have our own goals.

Anyway, we need at least a month.

Too long.

Can you release him earlier?

Definitely not.

Well?

Oleg, I failed to persuade him.

I promise I’ll try again.

But you’ll have to stay here
for some time.

-Undergo some tests.
-I see.

But if you’re willing to help...

The offer is still on the table.

What offer?

If you see our suspect again

or find out about his plans,

you will inform us, right?

How?

I’ll leave you my cell phone.

My home phone
and the precinct’s are there.

I believe such things aren’t allowed here.

Just hide it somewhere.

Leave it turned off.

Use it only in case of emergency.

If you’re calling me at work,
say you’ll talk only to me.

Deal?

Hide it!

Yes.

Great.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

I have to go.

My colleague is waiting for me.

Yes.

Say hi to your colleague.

From your colleague.

You’ve spent too much time
with this nutcase.

He's not a nutcase.

Really?

Why don’t they let him out, then?

Because it’s easy to get in
but not to get out.

Sorry. My fault again.

Sveta, do you like him, too,
by any chance?

I don’t know what you mean by “too.”

Before he tried to attack me,
he had been talking

about you and how pretty you are.

Is this why you came? To check on me?

No, I’m here on business.

What business?

Our victim was first poisoned
and then strangled.

Anyway.

We have lab report on the poison.

Its chemical composition
coincides with the one

that was given to the deputy

and our Belenkaya.

So I’m almost 100% sure it’s our guy.

I know.

How? Did the nutcase tell you?

Eyes on the road.

I see.

We’re here.

Yes. Thanks.

Wait. Can I come up?

I could have a cup of tea
while you’re with your son.

-We could go to the office together.
-Don’t. Go.

I’ll be there later.

I see.

So you didn’t believe me
when I told you about Sergey.

It’s not about that.

You’re a married man.
People are talking at work.

You know what?
I’ll deal with my marriage myself.

As for the gossip -
you know, sticks and stones...

Sorry. I didn’t mean it.

My son is waiting for me.

The longer we stay here, the more chances

I’ll be late for the debriefing.

Okay. Bye.

Your son, you said?

What?

No, nothing.

This photographer
really got in your head today.

I promise I’ll go there
and tear him into pieces.

All right.

Listen to me and don’t interrupt.

If I find out you were at the hospital,

don’t ever come near me again.
Is that clear?

Clear enough.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Come in.

Is that it?

What?

Is that everything you got?

Everything I could get.

Cheers.

It’s not money. It’s peanuts.

Andreyevich,

I told you I was out of luck.

All she had on her...

The ring and earrings were
costume jewelry.

The credit cards -

I don’t know her PIN codes.

And the apartment... Her sons were in it.

How do you know?

I heard through the door.

Don’t push me.

If I brought you her wig,
it wouldn’t make you happy.

So you’ve only paid me back
the rent for this apartment.

For half a month, at that.

And a quarter of the car rental fee.

The car?

It’s a shitty car.
No decent girl will take this bait.

I need you to be the bait, not your car.

By the way, the shitty car you left

when escaping from the cops
cost some money, too.

I had to pay the rent, too.

Are you going to charge me for it, too?

You little punk!

I’m trying to be nice.

If you are going to mess with me,
you’ll be sorry.

Do you remember what I can do to you?

I remember.

Good. Because I have a feeling
you’re getting out of line.

You aren’t talking to your juvies
at the slammer.

When will you bring more?

I don’t feel well.

I’ll start tomorrow.

In two or three days, if I’m lucky.

That’s better.

Don’t take too long.
You know what delays lead to.

Women give birth to jerkoffs like you,

and I have to deal with you later.

Easy, Andreyevich.

Wow...

Don’t get too tense.

You might break wind.

What will you do to me, punk?

I can do to you whatever I want.

Anyway, I give you two days,
three at most.

And I want to have a decent sum,
not like this time. Got it?

Okay.

Don’t bother, I’ll find my way out.

Who was that?

Where are you?

Where are you?

I’m here.

Don’t worry.

Easy for you to say.

So, who was that?

You didn’t answer my question.

Andreyevich.
The principal of our orphanage.

Are you in an orphanage?

I graduated five years ago.

This loyalty to your alma mater
is really touching.

Was that money your donation?

No.

It’s just that I owe him.

You don’t owe anything to anyone.

Except for me.

Do you know why?

Why?

Because I’m your best friend.

Got it?

Got it.

You can’t have any secrets from me.

I want to know everything.

Who you are, where you’re from,
whom you love,

whom you hate. Everything

What for?

Because

I need to know it if I am to help you.

Tell me.

Do you hear me? Come on.

I was twelve.

I lived in a village
about 50 km from the city.

My parents owned a house.

One day, while I was at school,

they died in a fire.

Mom and Dad were alcoholics.

They must have gotten drunk,

and one of them fell asleep
with a burning cigarette.

It was an old wooden house.

The fire broke out at once.

They had died in their sleep
before the firefighters came.

So I was left all alone.

In fact, I had a granddad.

He lived on the next street.

I moved in with Pops.

He was a drinker, too.

He made me collect empty bottles

and scrap metal.

He said he didn’t need a free rider.

He’d kick me out if I refused.

So I had no choice.

I was roaming the village all day,
snatching anything I could.

I dropped out of school.

Pops didn’t mind. He said
being able to count money was enough.

The social workers used to visit us.

Mikhail Andreyevich.

It’s Ageyevich.

Oh. Anyway.

Mikhail Ageyevich,

we warned you last time

that you needed to clean up your house.

Otherwise, we will be forced
to take your grandson away.

Miss! Take him away?

Where would I find the money?

My pension is

squat plus zilch plus a dead rat’s tail.

That’s all I have.

Can’t you at least tell your grandson

to go back to school?

I’d have to find him first.

He doesn’t come home

for weeks at a time.

Why don’t you give me a May First’s gift -

a nice sturdy rope?

Then I might be able to lasso him in.

You’ll have drag him to school then.

I’m not strong enough.

You have been warned.

Next time
we’ll have to discuss it in court.

In court...

I’d rather discussed it over a bottle.

You’ve been warned. Sign it here.

We’ll come back in a month.

Don’t forget the groceries.

Grandpa, please tell Volodia
to come to school. Okay?

Okay.

Godspeed.

-Goodbye.
-See you. Bye.

They’ve left. Finally.

Get out of there, cockroach.

God. What do you need to say?

Thank you.

Go. Just be careful.

Don’t come back without a bottle.
I’ll be waiting.

One day, a kiosk was robbed
in our village.

They took all the money.

I was passing by with the guys.

We saw the broken door

and took a case of lemonade
to celebrate my birthday.

Did you celebrate?

Sure.

Two years at the juvie.

I was fourteen at the time.

When I came back, Pops was dead
and the house was burned down.

It wasn’t much anyway.

Where was I to go?

They sent me to the orphanage.

To Andreyevich.

Hey.

Are you still here?

Tell me. Do you trust me?

I do. Who are you?

Me?

You’ll find out in due time.

You sound like Andreyevich.

No.

Your Andreyevich is a bastard.

I’m your friend.

Just prove your trust to me.

I’m ready.

Then listen to me carefully.

Listen and do everything I tell you.

Got it?

Hello.

-Svetlana, do you hear me?
-Yes. I’m listening.

Hi. It’s Oleg Malinin. Do you hear me?

You gave me your number yesterday.
Remember?

Hello?

Yes. Good evening.

Is something wrong?

He is at a supermarket right now.

He bought some sort of an axe,

or a butcher’s knife.

Which supermarket?

I can’t tell the name.

I can see...

a wide avenue with streetlights.

Do you know which avenue it is?

I don’t know. Can’t tell.

I only see what he sees.
You understand? Hello?

Svetlana?

Svetlana, do you hear me?

Yes, loud and clear.

He’s driving out of the parking lot.
Hello?

Who’s making noise after the lights out?

Don’t do it again. I’ll punish you.

Hello. Thank God. Where were you?

The nurse was here. I was too loud.

She almost caught me.

Listen to me.

He is going to a certain address.

A person who is there is in danger.

I don’t know how much
time you have to stop him.

But how?

How can I stop him?

That person’s name and address
are written down in a notepad.

The notepad is on the dashboard.

I can see the address and the name.

Do you have a pen?

Sveta. I’m waiting.

15 PRAVDA AVE, AP. 35
EDUARD ALMAZOV

Oleg, are you absolutely sure?

Don’t you believe me?

I do. I’ll act on it.

Sveta, please do something.

Okay. Put your phone in silent mode.

I’ll call you when I’m there.

Okay. I’ll be waiting.

I’m listening.

Write it down? I can remember it.

Call Mikhaylovich.
Let him send an assault team.

I’ll be there in an hour.

Wait. How do you know all this?

Turn this fucking show down!

It wasn’t for you.

Who? An informer?

Since when do you have informers?

Denis, we’re wasting time.

Hello? Hello!

Shit.

Where are you going?

I have to go. It’s work.

I see.

What do you see? It’s my job.
Don’t you know?

I do.

-Okay.
-So?

So nothing.

Sweet dreams.

Thanks, Mikhaylovich. Send the guys.

I’m going there, too.

His staircase is to the right.

The lock is always broken,
so don’t hesitate to come in.

You need to go to the fourth floor.

Sanya, check the yard.

-Okay.
-The rest come with me.

Major, easy. We’re going in first.

This is his door.

Don’t worry. You can do it.

Come on, move it.

The landing is clear. Going up.

All clear.

Subtitle translation by Maryna Zamiatina