All language subtitles for Kill Stalin - Episode 3. Russian TV Series. StarMedia. Military Drama. English Subtitles - English

STAR MEDIA

Aleksandr Domogarov

Yekaterina Vilkova

Pavel Trubiner

Written by Igor Ter-Karapetov

Production director: Sergei Ginzburg

Scory by Gleb Matveichuk
and Andrei Komissarov

First cameraman: Vasya Sikachinskiy

Art director: Yuri Konstantinov

Costume designers: Zhanna
Lanina, Kseniya Mavrina

Make-up by Anastasiya Ramlya

Casting by Yekaterina
Struchkova, Anastasiya Lenova

Edited by Olga Proshkina, Irina Michurina

Sound producer: Leonid Shushakov

Post-production producer: Artyom Yeliseev

Produced by Andrei Anokhin, Vlad Ryashin

To Kill Stalin

I’m very sorry that it happened that way.

Novitsky hasn’t been in
the battalion long, but…

Write it in your report. And
in the letter to his parents.

There’s no one to write to, he’s
from an orphanage in Belgorod.

Play with Ivan.

Come on.

Good job, nice shot.
Hey, Russian, come here.

Let him dance.

They’re messing with them, the bastards!

Look at that idiot.

What’s he doing?

He’s shell-shocked. Get down.

And what is that?

Oh, the front. Always some fighting going on.

Start it.

‒  Do we have comms?
‒  No.

Then get to the HQ and
tell them that this guy

is one of the sappers
who blew up the station.

‒  Sir, yes, sir.
‒ Come on.

Kurt, show him.

Hey, stop! Stop. Soldier, come here.

What’s going on at the station?

They say one of the officers came
under fire. I think he was unarmed.

He’s supposed to be one of the
sappers who blew up the station.

‒  Hop in.
‒  Yes, sir.

Faster. Turn it around.

Damn it. He’s wounded. Finish him off.

We have to help him. He’s
not going to last long.

How are we supposed to help
him? It’s open ground, no cover.

There’s a counterattack in the making.

We’ll have reinforcements by night.

No, he won’t make it to morning.
And where’s that one, uh…

Who?

That bonehead from
Intelligence, who do you think!

‒  Koval?
‒  Yeah.

There, at HQ.

Let’s go, then, I have an idea.

‒  Where?
‒  There!

All right, Koval, let them think
we’re Krauts. Turn it around!

Those are our guys.

Look, it’s our guys.

Hans, look over there. Our
guys have broken through.

The daredevils! Come
here. Look, it’s our guys.

Blow it!

Give it all you got!

Get him out, come on!

‒  Hello, commander.
‒  Thanks.

Start it.

After you, Senior Lieutenant.

I got that.

One! One! One, two, three!

They’re with us.

Excuse me, Senior Major.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

And this is that
Senior Lieutenant of yours?

Sir, yes, sir.

Take it.

Hand over your weapons.

What’s going on?

You shouldn’t have saved me, Captain.

Quiet! Hands behind your back.

Take a look.

On your feet!

Who are your parents?

I don’t remember.

You’re lying, you little bastard!

If it were up to me,
you’d remember everything.

Stop spitting, goddamit!

Stop that.

Yes, sir.

Help him up.

‒  Get out.
‒  Yes, sir.

Sit down.

Remember how good
you were with the pencils,

back when we first met? You
held them like chopsticks.

Apparently, you had a very
hospitable house back in Harbin.

You were friends with Chinese
engineers, the Japanese envoy,

even White Russian immigrants
would visit your house.

Well, then.

Your father, Miron Stanyuk, engineer.

Your mother, Maria Shibaeva, accountant
at Chinese Eastern Railway HQ.

Both arrested under suspicion of
spying for the Japanese Intelligence.

That’s right.

And what did I do?

You lied. You took your uncle’s last name.

Created a new biography.

An orphanage in Belgorod.

Because being a son of enemies
of the state is a terrible shame.

I wanted to learn.
To be useful to my country.

Like a normal honest man.

Honest man. An honest man who starts
his new life with a lie? Interesting.

What could I do? Tell me, Captain. What?

You could have admitted everything
and renounced your parents.

Yeah, except I’ve been here three years,

instead of being in some communal grave.

Your mother is alive. Yep, she is.

She lives in a settlement
not far from Tobolsk.

And here’s a report about
where your father is buried.

I need you, Senior Lieutenant.

You work in my group, and
if you earn your forgiveness,

maybe you’ll see your mother someday.

Another option is,
I okay the investigation,

and Lieutenant makes you
admit you’re a German spy.

Trust me, he will. Your choice.

I already made it.

Yeah, that’s harsh.
Do you think it’ll work?

Yes, sir, it will. He’s a
hunter, Senior Major, sir.

A hunter. I can see he likes it.

He read Samarin, and there
were no clues whatsoever.

My guys wouldn’t dream of it.

And he refused right
there because he knew that

there were going to be background checks,
and you know the rest.

Still, why did you tell him
that thing about his mother?

You know she was shot
along with her husband.

How are you going to fix it?

I don’t know. I’m not even
sure I’ll have anything by then.

Yes you are, stop it.

All right, call him in.

Yes, sir.

Senior Lieutenant, come in.

Senior Major of National Security, sir,

Senior Lieutenant Novitsky has
arrived for further service.

What happened to your face?

I fell down, Major, sir.

You fell down. Well, don’t do it anymore.

He’ll try, Senior Major, sir.

Dismissed.

You’re late.

I was finding information
about your case, it wasn’t easy.

Samarin is arrested. He ran, got killed.

They know one more man from our group.

I saw a sketch composed from
a prisoner’s description.

They know how serious we are.

A special group was created,
Captain Berezhnoy is in charge.

You find it funny?

No.

I saw a sketch of the
second saboteur. It’s of you.

Very good.

Why are you laughing? Don’t you
understand I’m taking a risk?

I’m risking a lot here.

It’ll all be over soon.

Do you like Chopin?

What? I went to a musical
school, I like Chopin.

I don’t.

Ninety-six fly-ins are checked.

Comrades workers, ten-hut!

Go on with your meeting.

Carry on! Sit down. Go on.

Ninety-six fly-ins have been checked,
no saboteurs have been discovered.

We checked everyone who
arrived in the time window

that interests us: from the landing to now.

We don’t have anything else to brag about.

Have the sketches of the
second saboteur been handed out

to patrolling guards?

Sir, yes, sir. No results yet.

What did the chemists say
about Samarin’s rucksack?

A synthesized compound,

I’m having difficulty
with pronouncing its name.

It is a chemical catalyst
for the explosive reaction.

It makes the explosion much more powerful

even if the weight of
the explosive is reduced.

They’re readying a big assault,
and we’re messing around.

Senior Major, sir,
permission to have a look.

For those who don’t know, this
is Senior Lieutenant Novitsky.

He was the one who
discovered a foreign substance

in the fabric of the rucksack.

200 grams of the substance
have been discovered.

That is a lot.

Captain, sir, you said two saboteurs
were going away from the plane

carrying something?

Right.

Then they were probably
carrying explosives,

about thirty or forty kilograms each.

So about 80 kilos in total.
And the recovered substance…

Well, it’s enough for an explosion.

But they don’t have the catalyst anymore.

So they’re going to order a resupply.

But they can find it here.

Where exactly?

The chemical factories. The
labs that haven’t been evacuated.

We need the data and the addresses, now!

And where will the saboteurs
get those addresses from?

They’ll request it, they have
an intelligence service, too.

Well, at least we have an advantage
as far as time is concerned.

So, Senior Lieutenant
Novitsky is in charge of

finding the addresses of
those institutes and labs.

‒  Sir, yes, sir.
‒  Lieutenant Sechin will help him.

Sir, yes, sir.

We also need to seize
control of the radio comms.

Oh, and Senior Major, sir,
I ask to have the reports

concerning everything happening in the city,
including crime, to be handed to my group.

Why?

Not enough manpower.

I said “reports,” that doesn’t mean
we’re actually going to work with them.

Sir, yes, sir.

Ten-hut! Meeting adjourned, back to work.

Carry on! Dismissed.

Captain, sir, permission
to hand out the rations.

Hand them out.

Captain, sir, I have one more question.

I’m listening.

I’m a rookie in the business, of course,

but I heard you were
checking travel order cards.

Do you think the travel
order cards really have to be

given out for the day of arrival?

So you think we’re wasting
our time checking people

who arrived on October 17th or later?

Yes. Their papers are fake, so
they could have any dates on them.

This guy’s pretty sharp.

Do your own thing, Senior Lieutenant.

We’ll handle this.

Sir, yes, sir.

One in a million. You were
right to take your time with him.

Yeah, but I think he can barely stomach me.

That’s all right, he doesn’t have
to be the grandfather of your kids.

Let’s see where we should place
our radio frequency finders.

Here, in between this, I think they’ll be…

Everything ready? Get a move on.

We just have to connect
what you just brought.

The Russian tobacco is terrible.

Stop smoking.

How’s our group doing?

All right. It’s just that the
Russians are working a bit too hard.

They have your sketch, did you know that?

I know. That’s good.

There’s a signal.

Where?

‒  Where are we?
‒  Here.

It’s very weak. There, it’s gone.

Soon they’re going to
start checking the fly-ins

without adjusting for the time of arrival.

So what do we do?

Tell your people to be
quiet and extremely careful.

‒  Then maybe we don’t need all that?
‒  We do.

Excuse me, I don’t understand.

You don’t have to understand,
you have to carry out my orders.

Sir, yes, sir.

Right now the catalyst is what bothers me.

Excuse me, what?

Nothing. Go live.

Sir, yes, sir.

Here. This is what you wanted.

My God, there’s a couple
tons of explosives in there.

What for?

This is war. This lab, like all the
others, is working for the defense.

On an industrial scope, one could say.

Yeah, this door isn’t exactly
flimsy, can’t open it without a key.

Or blow it up; don’t even try
it, unless you’re suicidal.

There’s so much stuff here
that will blow up, whew!

That’s why the lab is in the basement,
we can’t even hear the bombings down here.

Oh, you’ve opened it already.
Sorry, Rudolf Genrihovich.

It’s all right, Lilya, we did
it ourselves. Shall I close it?

Yeah.

Tell me, do many people
have keys to this closet?

Six, I think. Right, Lilya?

Gena! Six people have the
keys for the closet, right?

Yeah, also the guards.

We need that for a time
only one person had the key.

But that would be awkward,
Rudolf Genrihovich.

We won’t be able to work.

Yes you will. We just need
that person to always be here.

Of course.

That’s impossible. Not everyone
here is conscious enough…

It’s okay, we’ll leave comrade Senchin
to help you with that, as an intern.

You can’t trust
him with anything but keys.

I guess.

He’ll lock and unlock it for
you. Let’s go, Rudolf Genrihovich.

Let’s go. Lilya, turn off the lights.

Okay.

Glad to.

Oh, Ivan Andreevich, is that you?

Good day, Serafima Nikolaevna.

Do you want some tea?

Tea? With pleasure, and then
right off to sleep, I’m dog tired.

Come in, come in.

Come in.

Hitler’s bold-faced hordes are
trying to break through to Moscow,

our beloved capital of the USSR…

Look at the cups, they’re
handmade by Doctor Geller.

Glasses that look almost the
same are called armud in Baku,

they’re the best to drink tea from.

Although our tea is carrot
tea, but that’s okay.

And there’s only one piece of sugar.

Take it, don’t be shy.

No, that won’t do.

Let’s do it how we do it
in my village: look at it.

What do you mean?

We all sit here, drink tea,
look at the piece of sugar,

and everyone gets a sweet
taste in their mouths.

We need to make a call.

The phone’s down at the checkpoint.

Lilya, walk them there.

Will you go?

Yeah. Well, then.

Your relationship with your comrade
definitely isn’t an equal one.

Why not?

Well, he obeys you, and with
a certain happiness about it.

I don’t understand.

Well, some people naturally
have something in them

that makes others obey them.

Your ideology is kind of slavish.
Not Soviet.

What ideology, my God! It’s not
ideology, it’s more like zoology.

We pinpointed the signal, it’s
somewhere in Maryina Rosha.

Berezhnoy is there already,
and Sapater is just now leaving,

but he doesn’t know what
we’re supposed to do.

Did you get the address? Then
it’s time. Thank you very much.

You’re welcome.

See? The young man
couldn’t solve the problem

and handed it over to you.

‒  Zoology.
‒  Zoology.

‒  Good luck.
‒ Good luck.

Excuse me.

We have the junction point. Do we go?

No, Dronov and his guys are about to come.

Permission to say something, Captain, sir.

I’m listening.

This isn’t where the
transmission’s coming from.

You can’t trace it so accurately.

We have to wait for the third
car, then we can figure out which

segment has the radio.

But the transmission can end any minute.

Yes, but the search area
is very big right now.

A kilometer by a kilometer.

Here’s the data on the third car.

Write it down.

Well, what do you got?

There are five men, two with
me and three more in the car.

That’s not enough, the district is very big.
All right, we have three addresses.

6 Lipovaya St., and 4 Radialnaya St.
Everyone to their cars, now!

Leonov, take charge!
Come on, come on, come on, hop in!

All right, let’s go.

And what do we do?

How do I know? There’s no order.

Nothing.

I knew it.

What’s wrong, comrades? Can I help?

You can: stay home
and don’t make any noise.

There’s one address left: 4 Radialnaya St.

Serafima the merchant lives
there. I knew she was an enemy!

Dronov.

Get a grip, comrade,
or I’ll arrest you, too.

All right, take your people,
surround the building,

and Sapater and I are going
to come in from the street.

‒  Don’t enter without my signal.
‒  Yes, sir.

Where did Berezhnoy’s car go?

What Berezhnoy?

I’m Lieutenant Sechin, special task group.

What’s the exact address
where Berezhnoy’s car went?

6 Lipovaya St., I think.

Right, 6 Lipovaya St.

‒  What are you doing here?
‒  We found out and we came.

‒  I told you to stay on the phone!
‒  Quiet!

Sorry, Captain, sir.

Walking around all night… what for?

Quiet, quiet! Is there anyone inside?

No one, right?

The radio. And what’s this?

Wow! A device with magnetic film.

The signal probably goes
to the radio from it.

Don’t touch it! Get back.

‒  There’s a bomb.
‒  Did you take it?

Wait. How does it work?

The film runs out and there you go.

‒  Can we make it?
‒  No.

Sapater, Sechin, Dronov, quickly
get the people out of the building.

Sir, yes, sir.

Help me.

What’s that?

Vinegar. Take it, pull it to yourself.

Come on, ladies, come through.

Obey the order, no questions.

Get a move on, we’re running away.

Get over there, quick.

Get back, get back.

There you go.

What are you doing here? Here’s Sechin.

Where are your parents?

Mom’s working a night shift at the factory.

Right, got it, let’s go.
Go, go, go!

Get farther back! Let’s check again.

Leonov!

Mister?

What?

It’s cold, I left my coat.

‒  Where?
‒  There, hanging from a nail.

I’ll get your coat. Take here.

Come here, little.
Come here. I’ll cover you.

Let go of the tape.

That’s it, we’re off.

Where are you taking me?! Let go of me!

We’re off.

Why do I have to leave?
I don’t have a house!

God, what is this, huh?!

Calm down, calm down! What’s your name?

What’s your name? What’s your name?

Serafima Nikolaevna.

Serafima Nikolaevna, calm down.

Comrades, you’re all spending the
night at the bombproof shelter.

Comrades, attention. When
someone asks you about this,

tell them your building was bombed,
and you survived by pure accident.

Today you’ll have to spend the
night at the bombproof shelter.

Tomorrow someone will
contact you and help you.

Today, an officer will help
you. Come on, get them there.

Listen to me, Serafima Nikolaevna.

Tomorrow the district council
is going to get a paper

that proves that your house was bombed.

You will get help.

Not a word about us or the
soldier who rented a room from you!

By the way, what’s his last name?

I don’t know.
A friend recommended him to me.

Who is she, where does she live?

She runs a warehouse. Her
last name is Terekhova.

Agnessa Leonidovna. 1 Figurny Alley.

All right, all right, walk with her.

Everything’s going to be
all right. Don’t worry.

Go with her, go with her.

Don’t worry, don’t worry. Leonov!

Don’t worry, calm down.

Well, they prepared a trap for
us and we walked right into it.

Or we would if it weren’t
for Senior Lieutenant.

Senior Lieutenant Novitsky,
I give you my gratitude.

I serve the working people.

Wow, Zhenya, I’d never
have guessed it myself.

I don’t get it, what did
you glue the tape with?

Vinegar.

The saboteurs wanted to destroy our group.

Let them think they did.
From this minute on,

we’re switching to barracks. Even
the Muscovites. Myself included.

Zhenya and I don’t care,
we live in a barrack anyway.

Tomorrow I’m sending an
investigative brigade here.

We’ll spread rumors about
the death of Captain Berezhnoy

and most of his team.

Right.
Get to the HQ by yourselves.

You have until 12:00 to rest.

Well, if you consider
that it’s 1 o’clock already

and it takes about two hours to get there,

that’s a great proposition.

Well, let’s drive out? Or rather walk out.

Right, go to the garage,
we’ll need you tomorrow.

Go get some sleep.

All right, what else do we have?

One count of looting, two
lynching attempts, theft.

Nothing special.

They really are laying low.
They really are.

They must know we’re
investigating them on purpose.

How? Maybe we got one
of theirs and missed him?

Or maybe they have a man
in our HQ. Maybe higher up.

So until we find out who he is,
they’ll always be a step ahead.

It’s okay, there are no
unavoidable situations.

We just need to lay our nets more closely.

Maybe you could have some
sleep while there’s no work?

You know, it’s like
Yershov’s “Konyok-Gorbunok.”

Ivan the Fool cuts his
arm and pourssalt on it

so that he didn’t fall asleep.

That Konyok-Gorbunok
sure loved self-harm.

Have you met that girl that
was almost run over by a car?

Polina, I think.

I tried, I even gave her
someone else’s flowers.

What do you mean?

A major couldn’t meet with his
girl and gave me his flowers.

That’s funny.

That’s funny.

It’s okay, we’ll catch those bastards yet,

and you’ll finally meet your girl.

I might.

Why aren’t you sleeping?

I can’t.

Look how much snow there is.

It’s a bit early.

Yeah, the winter’s going to be harsh.

You saved our lives today.

And my own, too.

I’ve been meaning to tell you…

I lied about your mother.

She was shot along with your father.

I know.

I still had a little hope.

You know, we did have a lot of
people come to our Harbin house.

And I’ve heard some conversations,
even though I was little.

My parents must have been guilty after all.

Officer on duty, can’t you
hear? Your phone’s ringing.

Officer on duty speaking.

Yes, sir. I will.

Captain, sir, that was HQ calling.

Major Letyagin, the aide of the
Commander of Moscow Military District,

was found killed in his apartment.

The address?

4 Zhukovskogo St.

‒  You coming?
‒  Yes.

End of episode three.