Original subtitles

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

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[BOYS CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

Mama!

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

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[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[MAN SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[BOTH LAUGH]

MAN: Sasha.

Huh?

Alexander Popov.

Nikolai Cherenko.

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[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[ALL LAUGHING]

[GUNSHOT]

[DOGS BARKING]

[SCREAMING]

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

[PANTING]

[SIREN WAILING]

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WOMAN: Sasha.

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[GUN COCKS]

[GUNS COCK]

[GRUNTING]

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[TIRES SQUEALING]

NICK: Vanya! Vanya!

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[SOBBING]

[EXHALES]

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[DRILL WHIRRING]

[DRILL WHIRRING]

[IN ENGLISH] Hi. Hi.

I'm looking for Nikolai Cherenko.

Nick? Sure. Nick!

[WHISTLES]

Hey, Nick!

Up front, they want ya.

My name is John Ridley.

I'm an attorney.

My client, Mrs. Abramoff,

would like to have a word with you in private.

[BRIEFCASE CLICKING]

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ABRAMOFF [RUSSIAN ACCENT]: That's my daughter, Julia.

My husband was visiting her when he was killed.

Then...she was kidnapped.

By...Russian gangsters.

I believe she's been taken to St. Petersburg.

I need you...

to bring her back to me.

[IN ENGLISH] Was there a ransom?

Five million.

Pay it.

That's what I said.

I think we're all aware of the fact

that if we pay, they'll kill her.

Mr. Cherenko,

we're willing to offer you $500,000.

Two-fifty now.

The other half...

when she's returned to us.

I'm a mechanic.

I fix cars.

Nikolai Cherenko.

Born in Kiev.

Spetsnaz.

Russian special forces.

Afghanistan.

Moved to America seven years ago.

Illegally.

Now,

you fix cars.

Hope you find her.

It would be shame if the American authorities

found out about you.

ABRAMOFF: Mr. Cherenko.

I lost my husband.

I don't want to lose my daughter too.

She's probably dead already.

This is the man that has my daughter.

I know what he did to your family.

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[UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

It's my music.

Do you like it?

Huh?

Terrific.

[CHUCKLES]

[TURNS DOWN VOLUME]

You're American, right?

Saw the tags on your luggage.

I'm from Israel myself.

Russian parents.

Yeah, I thought I'd come over here and check out the scene.

Turn right here.

But I thought we were going to--

Just-- Just turn right.

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Vanya!

Papa!

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Thanks.

Hey, man, this is my CD.

If you like my music, you can buy it.

Three hundred rubles, man.

Come on. Hey!

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

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[BELL CLANGS]

[WOMEN CHATTERING IN RUSSIAN]

[BRITISH ACCENT] You wanna come upstairs for a drink?

[RUSSIAN ACCENT] Can't. Work.

Listen...

this job I'm doing...

when it's finished, I've got the money.

I want you to come away with me.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, I got to go.

Burton.

Don't bother to count it.

It's more than you're worth, anyway.

Got to go.

Oh!

Hey...

you drink too much.

Ah!

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS]

Fuck.

[COUGHS]

[GRUNTS, GASPS]

Oh, for chrissakes.

Take whatever you want, whoever you are,

I'm going to bed.

[THUD]

Oh...

fuck me.

[COUGHS]

You must be the mechanic.

You got my money?

Right. Well, everything's organized.

My girlfr--

This prostitute I know told me they're--

They're holding her in some club down in the Nevsky district.

I've got the weapons, the backup team.

We go tomorrow night.

I'd like to see the club.

Tonight.

Abramoff hired me to locate the girl

and to supply the team and the equipment.

Now, it's been a while since I've done anything like this,

so...let's keep it nice and professional.

We go in there, we grab the girl,

I get paid, and I bugger off to Aruba.

Yeah, well, I don't know where it is either,

but I've heard it's bloody wonderful.

[LAUGHS]

So don't do anything stupid in there, okay?

There it is.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[IN RUSSIAN]

[YELLS]

Fuck.

[MAN SCREAMING]

[IN RUSSIAN]

She isn't here tonight.

That's why it's set up for tomorrow night. Okay.

What do you think you're doing? You realize they saw my face?

[GUNSHOT] Will you stop?!

Sorry.

BURTON: You've already made ourselves bloody popular.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Where are the weapons?

The weapons?!

No. Don't say a word.

Do you realize you've just ruined my life?

Have you heard of the concept of karma?

What you give out, you get back?

Well, I don't want to be anywhere near you

when the shit comes back to hit your fan.

Let me tell you.

Where...are...

...the fucking weapons?

Do you know what you are?

You're totally out of control.

You want weapons? I'll show you weapons.

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Will you control yourself?

This is your backup team.

This is Yuri.

Yuri, this is-- We know who he is.

Yeah?

But did you know he's a total lunatic?

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Satisfied?

Weapons are good.

I work alone.

BURTON: Listen, if you go in alone

after all that shite you caused last night,

you will die.

Hey, you may think I care about you,

but I don't give a shit about you.

All I care about is pulling that girl out

and getting my money. You need a team.

[GRUNTS]

[GUNS COCK]

Okay.

I know these boys.

They're good.

I promised them half in advance. Where's the money?

In my bag.

I'm almost afraid to ask. Where's your bag?

I'm afraid to tell you.

In your apartment.

Oh, fuck!

[MAN LAUGHING]

[LAUGHING]

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[HORN BELLOWS]

Hey, is there any room in your bag for my suit?

Get your gun.

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[GUNFIRE]

I have one thing to say to you:

Can we get the fuck out of here?

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

Come on.

[GRUNTS]

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

[SHOUTING IN RUSSIAN]

[PANTING]

Hey.

I am not getting on that thing.

Okay.

My money!

Whoa!

[SIREN WAILS]

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[HUFFS]

[SNAPS FINGERS]

MAN [RUSSIAN ACCENT]: We buy the amount we discussed.

If the quality is as good as last time,

then we'll go on.

Unless you kill us first.

[CHUCKLES]

[SASHA LAUGHS]

SASHA [IN ENGLISH]: You have a deal.

[SIGHS]

I have some... gifts for you.

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This one is mine.

Have fun.

[MEN CHATTERING]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[YELLS]

[IN RUSSIAN]

[GASPING]

[GROANING]

SASHA [IN ENGLISH]: I want my money.

All of it.

Or the girl dies.

Like her father.

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[HORN BELLOWS]

BURTON: Okay.

My contact in the club

will let Nick and I in through the side door, here.

Exactly two minutes later,

you guys hit the front entrance, here.

We'll pull the girl out the same way we got in.

We rendezvous by the getaway vehicle,

and we get the hell out of there

all the way to the Finnish border.

Is that clear?

Is your contact reliable?

Very.

Okay.

Six men against how many?

We don't know.

Oh.

We need more money.

[NICK CHUCKLES]

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

Right. We're on for tonight.

Yeah.

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[IN ENGLISH] When you're lying there,

and they're touching you,

find a place on the ceiling.

A clean place.

Look at it.

Make it a window to wherever you want to go.

That's where you hide.

It's where I hide.

Men know how to kill.

Women, how to survive.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[BUZZ'S "DO I?" PLAYING]

* That

* Do I

* Okay Do one again *

* Do I

* That

* Do I

* Now

* Do I

[CHATTERING]

She's upstairs.

Burton,

be careful.

Wait here. Go.

[GUNS COCK]

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

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* Do I

* That

* Do I

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

[WHISPERS] Number seven.

Not now, love.

[CHUCKLES]

Pervert.

[GROANS]

BURTON: She's drugged up to her fucking eyeballs.

Come on.

Let's go. Let's go.

Okay, come on.

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

[PATRONS CHATTERING]

[YELLING]

[PATRONS SCREAMING]

[GUNSHOTS]

[SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN]

[GRUNTING]

Come on.

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[GRUNTING]

Come on.

[GRUNTING]

She's out of it.

[CROWD CLAMORING]

You make a right here.

[CAR HORN HONKS]

Go straight ahead past that building.

The tunnel's about 200 meters on the right.

NICK: Okay. Let's go.

[TIMER BEEPS]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

YURI: Russian army piece of shit.

Everybody out. Push.

Push.

[ALL GRUNTING]

Push.

Push.

NICK: Come on. Okay, let's go.

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

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[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

[TIMER BEEPING]

[GRUNTS]

[SOBS]

[SOBS]

[MAN GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[IN ENGLISH] We must do something or he die.

He says the kid's on his way out.

[MAN GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Bastards.

[WIND WHISTLING]

[SHEEP BAA]

[DOG BARKS]

[CHICKENS CLUCK]

[GROANING]

[MAN GRUNTING]

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[MUFFLED CRIES]

[YURI SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[WOMAN SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

BURTON: How's he doing?

We'll see.

BURTON: Sasha will know we're headed for the border.

The kid can't travel. We're leaving him here.

YURI: Hey, hey,

I've already lost two friends.

I'm not leaving him.

[BURTON SIGHS]

All right.

NICK: We'll put them in the cart.

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

I think it's about 20K.

Okay.

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[IN RUSSIAN]

[NICK SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[PANTING]

Julia!

Ah!

[JULIA GRUNTING]

[IN ENGLISH] Hey, what's wrong with you?

We're trying to take you home.

That's right. Come on.

Come on, let's go.

[SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Oh, shit.

Anybody know a good mechanic?

I knew it. Piece of Russian junk!

I need your stockings.

The other one.

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

[GASPS]

Okay, let's go.

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[SHEEP BAA]

[WOMAN SOBBING]

[WOMAN SHOUTING]

[BUZZING]

[BUZZING]

BURTON: Red pepper? What's he doing, making a sandwich?

YURI: It's an old Russian trick to stop radiator leaks.

BURTON: Yeah? YURI: Yeah.

BURTON: Couldn't stop this leak.

[URINE SPLASHING]

[LAUGHS]

BURTON: How is he doing, Yuri?

He really needs a doctor.

Okay.

Our contact's in a village one hour from here.

There might be a doctor there.

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Papa.

Kolya. NICK: Misha.

BURTON: So how is he?

He's lost a lot of blood.

Yeah, well, we've both seen men lose blood before.

Misha has her traveling papers ready.

The Finnish border's closed till tomorrow morning.

We stay here tonight. BURTON: What?

Every hour we stay here

just makes it easier for them to find us.

Hey.

Maybe I should have my money now.

It'll be here in the morning.

[BELL TOLLING]

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[BELL TOLLING]

Looking better.

You hungry?

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[NICK SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Uh...

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

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[THUNDER RUMBLES]

How are you feeling, Julia?

A lot better. Thank you.

You certainly look a lot better.

Mind you, the first outfit wasn't bad, was it?

[CHUCKLES]

Um... Nyet.

Oh, come on.

Have a bloody vodka, Nick.

No, he was the only one in our regiment

who didn't drink vodka.

You are bloody Russian, aren't you?

Mmm... Well, he did get drunk once.

That was when he backed his tank up

over our captain's jeep.

[ALL LAUGH]

[CHATTERING IN RUSSIAN]

[CHUCKLES]

[SINGING IN RUSSIAN]

[WOMAN SINGING]

[MEN SINGING]

[ALL CLAPPING AND SINGING]

[CHATTERING]

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

[MAN SINGING IN RUSSIAN]

WOMAN [IN ENGLISH]: It's a song about Russia.

And why we all love her so much.

[MEN SINGING IN RUSSIAN]

[WOMAN SINGING]

[MAN CONTINUES SINGING]

[SINGING CONTINUES IN DISTANCE]

[BOYS CHATTERING]

Hey.

BURTON: He's got no social skills

whatsoever that guy. I mean, what's his problem?

You don't know about him and Sasha?

What?

Sasha killed his family.

His wife, his son, everyone.

In revenge, Nikolai killed five of Sasha's men.

Nick shoot Sasha in the face

and left him for dead.

[SIGHS]

So that's why he's here.

[DIALING]

[PHONE RINGING]

NICK: We've got the girl.

Change of plans.

We can't cross until tomorrow morning.

MAN: I have your money.

I'll be at the village in the morning, okay?

All right. Good.

Okay.

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YURI: Well, that's it then. It's all gone.

BURTON: Did he tell you about the club?

YURI: Mm-hmm?

[SLURRING] How many were there? How many were there?

I don't know. Ten, 15?

BURTON: Oh, at least.

There must have been 20, 25. What are you talking about?

Anyway, yeah.

I haven't been in a firefight like that since...

Well, maybe the last time was New Guinea or something.

It was fierce. It was fierce.

Only problem is...

We were-- We were meant to go out

the same way we came in.

I left my--

This friend of mine in there.

[RAIN PATTERING]

How's he doing?

We'll see.

Nobody would be hurt if it wasn't for me.

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[SOBBING]

Thank you.

For everything you've done.

[SOBBING]

For everything that's happened.

[SOBBING]

It's okay.

Vanya!

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[SOBBING]

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[BIRDS SINGING]

[BELL TOLLING]

[ROOSTER CAWING]

[EXHALES]

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[SOBBING]

[NATALYA SOBBING]

[SOBBING] Burton, help me!

Burton!

NATALYA: Help me. Help!

Burton!

Burton...

That's Natalya!

[GRUNTS]

Natalya!

Ah!

[WEAKLY] Burton, help me.

Kill her.

Get your fucking hands off me! She's-- She's already dead.

Burton--!

[GUNSHOT]

Oh, God!

Serie's dead.

Check your weapons.

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

What's the plan?

SASHA: Nikolai Cherenko!

Kill them all.

Yuri. Sniper.

[LAUGHS]

[DOG BARKING]

[BELLS JANGLING]

[ROOSTER CAWING]

[GRUNTS]

Psst!

[GRUNTS]

[COWS MOOING]

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[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[MUTTERING IN RUSSIAN]

[GUN COCKING]

[CHIMES TINKLING]

Mama--?

[SCREAMING]

[GUN CLICKING]

Whoa!

[BARKS AND GROWLS]

From one old dog to another, shut the fuck up.

[BARKING] Shh!

I'll give you a bone later.

[GUNSHOTS]

[COUGHS AND HACKS]

[SPITS AND COUGHS]

[GRUNTS]

[YELLS]

[ROARS]

[GUN CLICKING]

[GROANING]

Die, you fucking--! Die!

You fucker!

Fucking die!

[PANTING]

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[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

Misha!

[SPEAKS IN RUSSIAN]

[GUNSHOTS]

Oh!

Don't kill me, please.

There's a lot of money here. Take it.

Take it.

Thank you.

[ALL GRUNTING]

[GASPS]

Oh!

[GUN CLICKS]

[GROANS]

Sasha!

[WHIMPERING] Oh!

[SASHA YELLS]

[SCREAMS]

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[GASPING]

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[FLASK CLINKS]

Hey, Nick.

When I find Aruba, I'll send you a postcard.

Fucking crazy Russian.

You gonna spend this or what?

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Thank you.

You're welcome.

Goodbye, young lady.

Thank you so much.

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[THE BRIAN SCHRAM BAND'S "CUT ME" PLAYING]

* Hey!

* Hold on

* You can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut Too many times before *

* No, you can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut so many times So many times *

* As the world goes Round and round *

* I will sit here and wait

* Watching your face Melt away *

* When I go Will I remember tomorrow? *

* And I know that, sure, you Won't see this another day *

* Yes, another day

* You can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut Too many times before *

* No, you can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut so many times So many times *

* With every bone that He's breaking, it's worse *

* You're mistaking me For the fool you never had *

* Chase the rain Never wanted to change *

* Taste the pain, so bitter So bitter *

* ?Cause you can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut Too many times before *

* No, you can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut Too many times *

* So many times before

* Oh

* So you can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut Too many times before *

* Yeah, yeah

* You can't cut me Anymore *

* I've been cut so many times So many times *

* Go!