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One, two, three, four, five.

Ready or not, here I come.

ANNA, THE DETECTIVE

Okay, enough. Lower your weapon.

You're no murderer.

EPISODE 10: FAMILY VALUES

And about what happened to the student,
we'll handle it.

Don't shoot!

Sure, you'll handle it.

Calm down.
I know, you were defending yourself.

We'll handle it.

Here comes Yakov Platonovich.

Allow me to congratulate you.
You caught him quickly.

How else can you do it?

Please welcome Ilya Petrovich Uvakov.

Official for Special Missions
of the Investigative Department

of St Petersburg City Police.

Ilya Petrovich has arrived to
Zatonsk to help us solve a murder.

Hello, Ilya Petrovich.
It has been a long time.

Quite, it has indeed.

Yakov Platonovich and I had to
work together in St Petersburg.

Ancient history.
What brings you to us, then?

Your request. The student is involved
is in the case of a certain Morel.

Here.
I'm going to adjust this a little bit...

And please come to the
last fitting tomorrow.

I think it looks great.
What do you think, Anna?

Where am I going to wear this?
I look like a doll.

What do you mean, where?

General Savelyev's big party is coming up,
you need to be at your best.

-Who needs that?
-You do. You can't stay a maiden forever.

Mom! Why is it always the same with you?

Because it's what matters the most.

-You need to grease the bullets, too.
-What did you say?

I say you need to grease the bullets.

So the barrel doesn't get lined with lead.

And they center better after that, too.

-How come you know that?
-I was in the war. The Crimean one.

And then you were demoted
to private for a duel?

This is a British Bulldog Mk II.

Developed 5 years after
the Crimean War ended.

But you know such subtle details.
How come?

My trade compels me.
I fix weapons, teach folks to shoot.

I'm supposed to know
everything about guns.

Then why didn't you demand reinstatement?

You went to the backwater,
you live like a simple warden.

I enjoy this life.

Nature is easier to understand
than people.

Nature, it won't lie to you.

Or maybe you have a grudge
at the entire world. For your broken life.

Quit it with your subtle ways.
I killed him. What else do you need?

Very well. Tell me how it happened.

How do you think?
I was walking to my hut at night,

and I saw someone standing there,
aiming at me.

-Aiming a revolver. So I shot him.
-Aiming a what?

-A revolver.
-Where is the revolver?

I threw it in the river.
And I don't even know that student.

And I don't know why he was aiming at me.
Maybe he thought I was someone else.

Indeed. The late student was supposed
to kill someone from the Yelagin family.

What do you think?
You've known that family for a long time.

Yes. I know that family.
But I don't meddle in their affairs.

I'm their warden, not their lawyer.

So you were walking from the village?

No, down the path from the Yelagins.

-What kind of revolver did you shoot?
-Colt, the '53 model.

How many shots?

One. I don't need any more.

-And him?
-What about him?

-So he fell, and...
-He fell.

-But he managed to shoot in return.
-How many shots?

One. How many more could he get?

This dress is magnificent.
You should probably revamp your closet.

Anna, hurry up!

Anna, what's wrong? Are you all right?

Yes. I was just thinking.

Well, shall we be off, then?

I totally forgot! I promised Korobeinikov
I would help him with a translation.

That is really unseemly of me.
He must have grown tired waiting.

Well, I won't be long.
I'll definitely be back by dinner.

Anna! Anna!

Get going.

Home, sweet home.

Too bad there won't be a grand welcome.
Alas!

Here you go, brother.
Come on, have a drink for me.

Thank you, sir.

Shall we go back? We've had our walk.
It's getting cold.

Bave you cooled off your head?
Now we can talk.

Yes, Mommy, it's cozier at home.

If the talk is serious, the coziness
of home will get in our way. Spill it.

I'm in love, Mommy. With all my heart.
I want to get married.

Oh, there it is. To get married.

So our boy got himself a sweetheart
for secret pleasures,

and now she wants to enter into our house,
is that it?

You don't marry those people!
Get it through your thick skull!

Mom, I committed the sin. It was me...

I want her to enter
into our house as my lawful wife.

I won't hear of it.

She's playing with your head,
my naive boy.

Or maybe she's just playing games.
But she likely has an agenda.

No, no, that is not so.

Turned our hunting seat into a cathouse!

Death is around there again.
Do you want to jinx us?

Mom, I did not kill him,
I was at Gusyatnikov's, you know that.

I know. I know. I know.
You, you're a good boy.

Do you think she loves you?
Any tramp would crawl after you.

Because of your riches, son.

Mom, I don't want to live without her.
Come on, allow me to marry her.

Now, if the girl was decent...

But this one,
she doesn't value her honesty.

-How many did she have before you?
-No, Mom, she is not like that!

What is she like, then?
Yes she is like that.

Mom, I won't live with it if you
don't accept Dasha. I'll leave home.

You lived with the death of your father.
So you'll live with the rest too.

Or are you trying to drive
your mother to her death?

In a critical life situation,
we have seen several murders

committed by people who were pretty
far from the criminal underworld.

But what they all had in common was
being in a critical life situation,

and they all turned to Morel for help.

-Yes, but why Zatonsk?
-Your student, he's no exception.

We saw his note at Morel's office.
And when I got your request, I knew:

it's time to go to Zatonsk.

-Morel made a living out of it?
-Precisely.

He obtained notoriety and a
client base in certain circles.

-He created a murder agency of sorts.
-Who is he, that Morel?

An opportunist.
A man with no honor or morals.

We couldn't detain him, unfortunately.
He got away.

Yes, but why did someone from
the Yelagin family had to be the victim?

One of the brothers, Vladimir,
has been borrowing big sums from Morel.

So there must be someone else
from Morel's people in the city.

-And what follows?
-The student's housekeeper is dead.

I think they're tying up loose ends.

The killer took the documents.

But he didn't know that the student
had sent his clothes to the wash,

and we established his name from the tags.

According to our data,
Morel has come to Zatonsk personally.

I expect to get him here.
With your help, of course.

Excuse me. Yakov Platonovich,
Vladimir Yelagin has been seen in Zatonsk.

He's supposed to be
at his mother's estate.

Anton Andreievich, wait at the station,
and we'll visit the Yelagins.

Hello. My name is Anna,
I am the daughter of Mironov the lawyer.

And as per the orders of the Chief
of Police, Mr Artyukhin,

I have to search your new
lodger's room in secret.

I hope you understand me, right?
In secret.

I can't.

You can't. Very well.

I will inform Mr Artyukhin that you
refused to help the investigation.

Perhaps you will lose your license.

-But how? But how?
-Quit your moaning.

Your lodger is
a criminal against the state.

Oh my God... And he looked
like such a decent gentleman.

Abd he only rented a room for one day.

Keys to his room. Five minutes.

Thank you, Mr Morel.

-What are you doing here?
-Hello to you, too.

Mother, don't be like that!
He's my brother, after all.

Your father shot himself because of him!
Because of your brother.

-What are you talking about, mother?
-What am I talking about?

I am talking about how your father
never fired on that hunting trip.

And then him... He thought
he saw game in the bushes.

Because he was extremely drunk!
He could not tell a child from a boar.

And the father took the blame.
He said he fired on accident.

That he saw something.

And then he shot himself.
Couldn't bear it.

And Vladimir was demanding his part
of the inheritance already.

He found out that his younger
brother got everything.

He was even threatening to kill you!
And that is why I kicked him out.

How could you? I was the one
who found him at the hunting seat!

He was lying in a pool of blood!
I was only 16!

Do you have any idea how it felt? Do you?

Why did you come back?
Why did you have to dig it up?

I was beginning to forget that nightmare!

Vladimir Semyonovich,
I ordered you not to leave St Petersburg.

Anna Viktorovna, hello.
To what do I owe the pleasure?

Hello, Anton Andreievich.

I have an urgent letter for Shtolman.
Where is he?

He had to leave urgently,
but he'll probably be back.

Do you want to wait?
A glass of water, maybe?

Yeah... I saw a very suspicious gentleman.

And I'm sure he's involved
in the latest murder.

Why do you think that?

I just know. Trust me.
I think his name is Morel.

Morel? Uvakov was talking
about a Morel too, he's looking for him.

We have to hurry before something
irrevocable happens. Right...

Here. This is his address.

Still, should we wait for Mr Shtolman?

Anton Andreievich,
don't you see that this is a murder?

We have to detain this man immediately!

Did you... You... You...
Did you spy on him?

So are we coming, Anton Andreievich?

What if we, well, wait for Shtolman?

There isn't a single free policeman
at the station.

Perhaps you are afraid, Anton Andreievich?

What are you talking about,
Anna Viktorovna?

To hear that from you is... very wounding.

Dear Anton Andreievich,
I did not intend to wound you.

We need to finish today, Daniel.
Our last chance.

The police are following us.

We need to leave. Do you hear me?

Daniel, we need to leave.

Urgently.

I can hear you, I'm not deaf.
And stop calling me Daniel.

Very well.
Then tell me why the operation failed.

Who killed the student?
Why is Aleksei Yelagin still alive?

I did everything right. I got them both
in one place at the same time.

I was waiting for the student on the road.
But he never came.

And I don't know what happened there.

-Did the student leave any trace?
-I cleaned everything up.

The landlady had her tea
and went into the big sleep.

The student's papers burned in the stove.
That's it.

I'm leaving the game.

I knew it.
I suspected you led a double game.

That's why nothing went according to plan.

I just wanted to remind you that
no one leaves my game alive.

Don't you try to scare me.
I'm not going anywhere with you.

I have my own interests.

Are you meaning to get
the whole score for yourself?

Can you even pick it all up?
You bourgeois wimp.

I can.

I'm sick of getting scraps from
you and kneeling before you.

I'd rather marry that lordling Yelagin

and he'll bring me his wealth himself.

Like that lordling wants you.

Oh, so you do?
All you know is using people.

I thought we were in love.

Maybe we were... until I saw the light.

And realized that with you, I only have
this void and darkness in my heart.

And that all that awaits me is death.

Death awaits everybody.

Don't kid yourself.

You won't be Yelagin's wife.
His mother won't stand for it.

Maybe not his wife,

but I'll get a settlement until I die.

Because I carry his child.

Let's have a drink, then.

To your child and his future.

It's all pointless, dear investigators.
I wasn't at the hut that night.

-Where were you?
-At Gusyatnikov's, I told you already.

Yes, you came to Gusyatnikov at night
and stayed there until morning.

But not a single soul saw you
there in the entire night.

Well, I was sleeping.

Sleeping in the guest room.
We had quite a lot to drink.

Maybe you did, maybe you didn't.
You rode a horse to Gusyatnikov's.

You could have ridden the 10 verst back
to the hunting seat just as easily.

-And come back unnoticed.
-Nonsense. Nonsense.

The horse was in the
stable all night long.

But nobody can confirm it.

The student was shot with a revolver

of the same make as what we found on you.

And it has been used,
you can see from the soot.

Yes, we shot at some bottles
at Gusyatnikov's.

That doesn't prove you didn't shoot
at the student either.

Everything is against you,
Aleksei Semyonovich.

Maybe it's time to quit arguing.

So far, nothing proves that
Aleksei shot at the deceased.

Take him away. Next.

Well, Vladimir Semyonovich,
let me repeat my question.

What is your connection with Mr Morel?

You see, the thing is...

I owe a hefty sum to Morel.

I left a bunch of notes,
IOUs, for a much larger sum.

I thought I had tricked Morel.
I don't have any inheritance.

Did you really think
that Morel was so naive?

Yes.

Yes. But then, last time,
I looked at what those papers said.

Interest. Interest!
In just one year, my debt grew tenfold.

But I really thought, to hell with it,
I have no money and I never will.

What made you come to Zatonsk?

I warned you against
leaving St Petersburg.

Leave my brother with you, please.

Let him stay with you. I'm begging you.

-That is quite a strange request.
-It's just safer with you.

Aleksei is in danger.
Is that why you're here?

You see, one time Morel said that
he didn't care who to collect from,

me or my brother.

I only realized later that
he was going to murder Aleksei.

And my lawful inheritance,
he would take it as debt payment.

Why did your father disinherit you?

That is a family matter
that has nothing...

Father took the blame
for that killing during the hunt.

He... He expected me to come
forward with a confession.

To him and to that girl's parents.
I didn't.

-So you did not know that, Viktor?
-No.

But neither you nor your father would
go to prison. The case was settled.

Father expected me to grow a conscience.
He waited in vain.

He... he knelt before
the girl who died himself.

And then, I don't know if it
was the rumors or, more likely,

the shame for his son growing
up without a heart or a soul...

He shot himself.

-So who killed the student?
- I don't know! Really! I don't!

I found out here, in Zatonsk.
I don't know.

Now that we have a principal witness,
Mr Morel is definitely going to prison.

All we have left to do is find him.
Take him away.

Where is Korobeinikov?

Korobeinikov and Anna Mironovna
left in a hurry.

-Why didn't you tell me before?
-You didn't ask.

Let's go, quick!

I wish Shtolman would get here soner.

How would he know where we are?

I left a note for him.

Mr Morel, you are under arrest.

What for?

Do not come any closer.
I will shoot, I am warning you.

Please. I am at your mercy.

The one who has the weapon
is the one in charge.

Morel is there, police!
Two men, into the apartment!

Mr Morel, you are under arrest. Take him.

Yakov Platonovich, are you coming with us?

Go without me. I will walk there.

Have you lost your mind?

Do you realize that you
jeopardized not only your life,

but Anna Viktorovna's as well?

I tried to do the right thing.
You weren't there, and I...

I will have you thrown out from the force.

But Yakov Platonovich...

Be so kind as to comply with my orders.

If I tell you to wait at the station,
you wait at the station.

-Anna Viktorovna came, she said...
-Why did you bring her along?

As if she listens to anybody.

First time, you get a reprimand.
Next time, I will fire you.

Strange. I didn't see her leave.

I had a thorough look
and found no signs of violence.

I suppose she was simply poisoned.

However, the body was found under the bed,
and she didn't get under it herself.

It looked as if she was pushed
under it already dead.

For what purpose? I see no logic in it.

Hate. There were two glasses there.
Morel clearly outwitted her.

He watched her in agony, and then...
punished her. A demonstration of power.

If it is all how you say, Yakov
Platonovich, the world has gone crazy.

Nec plus ultra. This the end.

Anna, we must seriously talk
about what happened yesterday.

I'm sorry I made you worried.

A "sorry" is not enough.
You have to promise us...

-I promise.
-Big words.

Anna, please understand,
this isn't a joke.

A note for Viktor Ivanovich
from the police.

"As the Yelagins' lawyer,
you are to appear at the police station

today at noon.

Detective Superintendent Shtolman."

I beg your pardon. Business.

Of course. Yelagina.
Your daughter can wait if it's Yelagina.

I'm her lawyer. Have you forgotten?

Thank you for your help,
Yakov Platonovich.

It has been a pleasure
working with you again.

You're welcome, Ilya Petrovich.

I genuinely regret your St Petersburg
career ending so abruptly.

I can see you haven't lost it.
You outsmarted Morel beautifully.

Oh, come on...

Yes. Thanks to you,
he confessed to murdering Dasha.

Although who could imagine such a rascal
losing his self-control to jealousy?

He could not accept a woman
slipping out of his grip.

Must be this sort of man. Goodbye.

Yakov Platonovich,
do you miss St Petersburg?

It must be boring here.

No, Ilya Petrovich, I don't.

I like the slow life here more
than the chaos of the capital.

Well, in that case, goodbye.

Time to be off, Mr Morel.

I have good news:
your trip to St Petersburg is free.

The government foots the bill,
as they say.

But you will have to pay the full price
for killing Dasha Klimova.

There are enough witnesses.

My judgment was clouded by jealousy.

The court will acquit me.

Well, we shall see about that.

Sofia Nikolaevna,
your son has confessed to a murder.

What? No way. Slip of the tongue.

He admitted it under the weight
of the evidence. He has no alibi.

And the student was
killed with his revolver.

So everything is against your son.

-But the warden admitted to it.
-Now that was a false confession.

He does not know all the details.

Aleksei could not have killed him!
He could not! And what for?

It was the warden! He admitted it!
He admitted it all!

Yakov Platonovich, what are the grounds
for making such a statement?

-Call the warden.
-Yes, sir.

Why aren't you at the station,
Anton Andreievich?

As I understand, the final act of
yesterday's tragedy is taking place there.

Yes... They've got a
full house without me.

Besides, Shtolman gave me a day off.

Oh, I would like to listen to it.

Anna Viktorovna, yesterday at Morel's...

It's not that I was afraid.

You shouldn't think that I was.

Anton Andreievich, take me out somewhere.
You have the day off, don't you?

How many times do I have to tell you?
It was an accident.

I couldn't see who it was in the dark.
I saw him taking aim. So I shot him.

And which way did you approach the hut,
from the side of the village?

No, from the Yelagins'.

Let him go. He's innocent.

Thank you for your loyalty, Yermolay.

Don't mention it.
I'm used to hardship, Sofia.

Yermolay guessed everything,
and deduced everything.

He knew what kind of revolver you had.

And that you only shot once, he guessed.

He just made one mistake.
Which way you approached the hut from.

I hinted that it was from the village,
and he thought about it and said no.

He said it was from
the side of your house.

Wrong guess.

Why did you approach from
the side of the village?

There is a window on that side.
I wanted to see if the light was on.

-Tell me everything from the beginning.
-I got the note.

About the date my son had, Aleksei.

That note was written by Dasha,
Morel's accomplice.

She wanted to marry Aleksei,

enter a rich family
and get rid of her lover Morel.

Knowing that she wouldn't
get Mrs Yelagina's

blessing for the marriage,

she made it so Sofia was the one
who came to the meet with the student,

not Aleksei who was the designated victim.

Continue, Sofia Nikolaevna.

I thought I would surprise them both.

I put on a hooded cloak so
no one would recognize me.

And I came to the hunting seat.
I brought the revolver my husband left me.

It was the woods at night,
who knows what could happen?

And you said you threw
the revolver into the river.

I lied. Please understand.

It was cold and dark.

I got up to the hut.

And I saw someone with a revolver
ready 10 paces ahead.

He fired. He missed, thank God.

It was an accident.

I didn't want to kill him. My husband
had taught me to shoot a revolver.

It was his favorite toy.

You've got a steady hand,
you could say that much.

You hit him in the heart.

Please not that this is self-defense
with an imminent threat to her life.

It's too convoluted.

The more complex a plan,
the less the chances of success.

Dasha had a contingency plan for that.
She was pregnant with Aleksei's child.

She could expect a generous settlement.

Pregnant? How do you know that?

She told Morel everything
in a fit of anger.

Viktor Ivanovich, be it as it may,
please help Sofia Nikolaevna

put everything above on paper
and format it properly.

If you please.

Of course, Ivan Kuzmich. Tell me,
what happens to Aleksei and Vladimir?

We'll finish with the formalities
and let them go.

The police has no issue with them.

Yakov Playonovich, don't tell Aleksei
anything about that pregnancy.

I'm begging you.

Goodbye. Remember me kindly.

You shouldn't leave.

Mother hasn't forgiven me, and she won't.

She will. She will.
She burned down the house.

She will forgive you, give her time.

That's what I'm doing.

And you? Do you forgive me?

It's not my place to judge you.

Come on, you can visit anytime.

Be careful.

Go.

Morel never made it to St Petersburg
his cart was found in the fields.

In the ditch. Morel and two
policemen were inside it. Dead.

-My God. Who did it?
-I suspect it was the coach driver.

-He disappeared without a trace.
-How strange.

There's something else. Rebushinsky
wrote an article about a student

who committed murder
to get money for his sick sister.

How did he find it all out?

He was diligent enough to go St Petersburg

and bore everyone there with questions.

I keep thinking, if I were in the
student's place, what would I choose?

You shouldn't ask yourself such questions,
Anna Viktorovna.

And you, Yakov Platonovich?
Would you commit a crime for your family?

No. I'm a policeman.

You're only saying that to get rid of me.

What's the matter?

Nothing... Ghosts. My imagination.

-Are there many?
-Yakov Platonovich!

You're too impressionable,
Anna Viktorovna.

You sure know how to explain things

simply and convincingly,
dear Yakov Platonovich.

FAMILY VALUES