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[rock music]

[quacking]

- Excuse me. The ducks should not be fed any bread.

Look! There's a sign right next to you.

- Don't be silly! Look at how much they like it!

- Trust me, bread is bad for them.

There will be a duck feed machine here soon.

Hey guys, I'm back.

And guess what? Owl camera is still working.

And uh, did you know that owls

create very strong happy families

and once they choose a partner, they don't change.

And thank God we're not owls

because can you imagine being stuck with your ex?

Because that would be shit.

Now! Did you know

that if we replaced the thymine in our genes

with cytosine, then we would become owls

and we'd have to stream at night.

Sorry, guys, just a sec.

[construction noise]

Excuse me, what's going on here?

Excuse me?

What's going on here?

- Miss, leave the construction site.

- What construction site? This is a forest.

- Well, now it's private property.

Please leave the construction site, ma'am.

- No.

- Sorry, sir. One moment. - Hey, wait.

Let me handle it.

Miss!

We are going to chop down trees here.

You may get hurt.

Would you move away, please?

- Are you kidding me?

These trees are in a protected landmark, you know this?

- Of course we do.

- Get out of the way.

Guys, look.

More ugly housing going up. Bitsa-Tower.

I really don't know what's going on here.

Alright, guys.

Look at this arrogant face.

Why don't you introduce yourself. - Could you stop filming?

- Why don't you tell us who you are? - I'm not going to...

Don't film here. - Because what you're doing here is illegal.

- No, no. We're completely legal. - I will call the police

and have this stopped.

- I get that you're angry. - Logging is illegal.

- I'll be back with the police. - Okay, sure.

Hey! Miss!

Hold on, please.

Listen, we're just trying to do our job here.

We were told to put up a fence,

to cut down the trees in this sector.

So, that video, could you delete it?

Or we get fired.

- I hear you, but I won't delete the video.

- Miss! Excuse me again, please.

Did you know that uh, I found this out recently.

Statistically there are

thirty million orgasms happening per hour.

So, when was your last one?

- Look for a new job, asshole.

[rhythmic music]

Rise and shine, guys! It's time to get up!

Wake up, we've got a problem you guys!

Artyom, why are you not picking up the phone?

[clucking]

Come on Colonel Sanders, wake up.

- Police?

- No, just me for now.

Artyom, let's go.

Go where?

Look, Elya.

We spent all night saving these chickens from an illegal farm.

You should have been there.

- Forget that,

there's construction in Bitsevsky forest.

- That true?

So I messaged our guys on Telegram.

They are up to it, and we should create a petition.

- Hands off our forest!

Hands off our forest!

Hands off our forest! - Listen to the people.

- Listen to the people. - Listen to the people.

- Initiated by environmental studies students,

protestors demand for the construction to cease

as they brave the cold.

The action has not yet attracted the attention of the developer.

- I'll get their attention.

Tomorrow I'll set their shit on fire.

- Stop.

- Hey, look at that.

We got someone's attention... ha!

Hey! - What's up?

[cross talk]

- Who the hell is that?

- But it's wrong! The process should mimic

what's done in the west...

- Huh, another rich boy.

Hey, it's Rysak son.

Thirty three, single...

- Ah! All right, guys.

Let me introduce you to

a Russian Forbes list member,

a three-time award winner in the field of real estate,

Matvey Vladimirovich Rysak.

Welcome.

[class booing]

Guys, guys, stop, silence please!

Stop! Stop!

Silence!

Mr. Matvey, the floor is yours, please.

- Thank you.

Hello.

You all have a great youthful energy,

just like me.

That is to say, I used to protest.

You know, on my way here, um,

I remembered the words of a wise man who once said:

One who does not set himself

big tasks and goals will always remain a small person.

You know,

I saw this in you.

Yeah, you.

Because of that fact, you came with your energy,

with your principles and you proved,

that right here and now, at this second

you're ready to change this world.

And we are similar in this.

So I do not understand why are we standing on opposite sides

of the barricades.

Give me a couple of minutes

and you will not only believe in my project,

you will love it.

Uh, please.

These folders contain documentation,

permits and other authorizations.

Feel free to put them under the microscope.

Everything is legal.

- Yeah, right.

- This is the first point.

Second.

You know, when the Eiffel Tower was first built,

not everyone liked it,

they didn't want it.

Everyone started to hate it.

Or, um, to use a term more modern,

some Gen Z slang, they considered it, uh, cringe!

But what do we see now?

Paris is beautiful.

And Paris is the Eiffel Tower.

Bitsa-Tower is not just some skyscraper on a screen,

it's more than that.

Bitsa-Tower is a philosophy.

You probably already know that Bitsevsky Forest,

it sits on the highest point of Moscow,

on the Teplostan Upland.

It just makes sense.

And isn't it an epic feet,

to build the tallest building in the city,

at the highest point of the city?

I do understand your attachment to this forest,

to this park, it feels rustic and cozy.

But... - Yeah, yeah.

- You, as future conquerors of space are aware,

that where there is no change, there is no life.

- Go for it, Elya.

- Excuse me, do you have something to say? - Yes.

Future conquerors of space

would like to clarify with the star lord

what will happen to the endangered birds,

foxes and hedgehogs?

- Elya!

- Elya. A very good question. Thank you for it.

Mm. The fact is that wild animals,

and you have to agree with me here,

they're already disturbed in the city by both people and, uh...

they will migrate from the city in a natural way.

They'll be fine. We'll be fine. Right?

And you know what, I just got a great idea.

- Really?

- Yes.

This is our PR service.

Could you focus on me a bit more?

Elya, especially for you,

my company will plant

a hundred, yes, one hundred hectares of forest.

Which is ten times more than what we have to cut down.

- Do you agree? What do you think? - That's a beautiful idea!

- You know Matvey, the wild life really is disturbed,

mostly by people like you.

So fine, let's say hedgehogs and foxes,

have somehow crossed the Moscow Ring Road,

and it's all figured out.

Please tell me what is your plan of action

when your tower eventually falls?

- [laughing] - I just want to remind you

that, that part of the forest is ripe with quicksand.

[cross talk]

- Are you listening to me? Yes? - Yeah. Please, go on.

- And the soil in this place is saturated

with colloidal particles.

- Yes-yes. - And groundwater in that location has

a critical hydraulic grading.

The ground is not capable of bearing the weight of

a structure that large.

You and your skyscraper

will just float all the way down to South Butovo.

- I think we can hear from some others now, Elya.

Anyone else with questions?

- Professor Trofim, it's fine. We're engaging in dialogue.

I'm happy to answer.

Elya, of course we diligently studied the soil.

Together, my company with your deeply beloved university.

Under the guidance of your highly regarded professor,

who kindly invited me here.

We found that-- - And this is a unique opportunity for you all.

- You can look in the report,

on page six, where the research is laid out.

And the information on quicksand is...

I think it's a little conflated.

- So, let's say there's no quicksand.

But we know that you won't stop at one ugly tower, right?

You will need a new road, new parking spaces,

restaurants, cafes, shops.

And you just chop down the entire Bitsevsky Forest.

Am I right?

- Of course, we will develop the territory.

But we will be organic

and intentionally fit the development

into the natural landscape of the park.

- Matvey, I'm sorry, I don't remember your family name.

- Vladimirovich-- - Vladimirovich. You are not paying attention, Elya.

- Well, Matvey Vladimirovich, this tower,

could "organically" fit in New York or Hong Kong,

because they are islands,

and skyscrapers are inevitable there.

And in this case, it's all illegitimate.

It's just a manifestation of your ambitions.

It's clear there's no city-planning.

In actuality, it's just a sign of your poor taste.

And Bitsa-Tower is not anything.

God, it's not any "philosophy" at all.

It's just, as you said it, "cringe."

- She's good. - If that's not enough of an argument for you,

then here's a bit of psychology.

When a man boasts of something very big and very tall,

usually this means,

that he is trying to compensate for his height.

But we all see, that Mr. Rysak's height

seems to be perfectly average.

Which means, I don't know,

maybe you have something else to compensate for.

[class cheers and applauds]

- Silence!

Silence!

- Matvey, look, I nearly fucking pissed myself,

[chuckles] when she spoke about you dick.

She's a sassy one! Fucked you up real good.

So listen, son.

Quit fucking around.

Who gives a shit about your skyscrapers?

Come back to me.

Lets get back into renovation together, huh?

- I don't want to build your shacks, Dad.

But I would like to renovate.

Ms. Elya,

do you understand what you've done?

Have you considered the consequences?

- I won't let you chop down a single tree.

- Hm. That's great.

So, keep up the good fight!

Into the breach! Fire away!

But not as a student of our university.

- Is that a threat?

- No.

- You can't kick me out.

- Actually, I did.

It's official.

- On what grounds, Professor Denisovich?

My academic performance is perfect.

- Your academic performance is completely irrelevant.

Didn't you miss a lecture yesterday?

And you missed a conference.

And you took half the class to an unsanctioned rally.

It's by the book.

However, the university appreciates your abilities

and would like to offer a chance to continue your education,

but on a paid basis.

Uh, I have with me here...

two invoices, that you will have to pay.

Uh, this one is for the academic year,

but don't you worry it.

It can wait till Monday. Don't stress about it.

But the dorm, that will have to be paid for today.

- Five thousand eight hundred dollars?

[phone dialing]

[phone ringing]

- Hello.

- You were been right, he's kicking me out.

- Figured.

Well, let's burn their equipment to hell.

- We're not gonna do that.

I'll go save some dogs, I think I found a puppy mill.

- Then you'll need some reconnaissance.

- I've got nothing left to lose. I can handle myself.

[music playing backwards]

[dog barks]

[dogs barking]

- Good morning.

Slept well?

- Uh, fine.

- By the way, Harry slept with you.

- Did you wash them?

- Well, you know, I showed them where the bathroom is

and then they washed themselves.

[dog barks]

This is Ron,

Weasley, Dambldor, Hagrid.

Where is he?

Somewhere over there.

Sirius Black is there on the sofa.

Uh...

- And the females?

Did you give them male names, too?

- That's something I didn't think about.

I don't think they'll be offended.

Right, Harry? You're a boy, right? Yeah.

Want some beer?

- Got aspirin?

- One aspirin, right away.

- Look, sorry. - Huh?

- But where is my underwear?

- [dance music] - [text notification]

- Thank you.

[text notification]

- She's over there.

Hi there.

Look, it must be fate.

- Do I need to change my sim-card,

or do I need to leave the country

so I don't see you anymore?

Check, please.

- Are you leaving so soon?

I mean, tell me something, I'm just wondering, uh,

why are you carrying around a mattress?

- And why are you so interested in this?

- It's not something you usually see.

- Well, I'm selling it.

- Ah. - Quite expensive, though. Over five thousand.

Just enough for school.

- I'm actually in need of mattress right now.

Why don't you sell it to me?

- No. I'd never sell it to you.

You're disgusting.

And you, like, deciding to speak with me now?

You couldn't answer me back in class.

Okay, so I offended your fragile ego,

and instead of talking to me about it,

you paid some people off, and had me expelled.

Class act, man. Super!

- You're expelled?

Hit me.

[cellphone ringing]

- Hmm... Yes, hello.

Okay. Thank you.

Okay, I just really don't get it.

I lost my scholarship,

now the dean is telling me that I'm reinstated.

So um, is this some kind of game or something?

- No-no, listen to me, I have nothing to do with this.

I think the dean just wanted to be in my favor.

It happens.

I'm too busy for that shit.

Believe me.

- Could I have a whiskey-cola, please?

- To your return to university!

["Campfire" by Alan Galit & FD Vadim]

- Well, have you ever done something good in your life?

Even once?

- Listen, I have my own foundation

that does charity work.

I spend millions of dollars a year on it.

- Yes, that's all good. But I'm asking,

have you personally, helped anyone?

- Yeah.

- Well?

- Okay, look, I was about...

fifteen, I guess, um...

We have a house in Cyprus.

We spent every summer there.

We had an Englishman next door, a bit stupid.

And he got himself an Akita dog and decided to breed him,

train, hit him constantly with a stick and so on,

didn't let children come near him.

Sometimes I woke up in the morning,

because he was just whelping in some, I don't know,

not a dog's voice.

So I checked that,

they had just a small fence at the house,

Well, around the house, and so I was coming by,

looked at him, and it seemed to me, you know,

as if he was asking me for help, somehow, with his eyes.

And I liked that dog.

And one day...

- I just climbed over the fence and I took it. - So, did you steal a dog?

- Yeah. Well...

you could say that.

- Well, they were probably searching for him.

- He was even on local TV, well, that's not important.

I asked my father's assistant to, uh, jet him out of there.

And so Murai and I lived together

for thirteen good years.

Well, that's the story.

I really miss him.

- Wait, what time is it?

Oh, I gotta get going.

- Where?

- I need to save the dogs. I told you.

- Are you kidding me?

You can barely stand on your feet.

Why don't we just buy them.

- Yeah, and then we can jet them off to Cyprus. Deal?

Nothing but money on your mind.

["Lurkin'" by Knight Ryder, Jermain Brown & Wesley Smith]

- Where to, boss?

- Home.

[dogs barking]

- You guys are so cute!

♪♪

[dog barking]

Come on, get in

- Stop! What are you doing here?

- Who are you?

- Security, our alarm went off.

- Congratulations.

- Hold on, lady! Get back here. - Let me go!

Don't touch me!

- Stop squirming already! - Get your hands off me, I said!

Don't touch me.

- Look, guys, I'm sorry. - Let me go!

- Calm down, guys. Let her go.

- [thud] - Stop! Stop, stop, stop!

Let's talk about this, alright?

I know her. She's a volunteer here, alright.

- Lets fix this right now. - Call the police.

- No need for the police.

Let's sort this out right now.

So, uh...

Come here. For a second, alright?

Over here. - What for?

We'll fix everything right now. Okay.

Lets go!

- What are you doing here?

- I missed you. Can we go now?

Sorry guys, take this watch! It's made of real gold!

- I just, um...

I got so drunk yesterday, honestly.

- Mm-hmm.

- I don't remember anything. So, I wanted to ask,

um...

did we do it?

- Sorry?

We... Did we sleep together?

- Sex?

Of course we did.

You screamed like Godzilla and scared all dogs.

- Son-of-a-bitch...

- The windows were shaking.

It's crazy, I never heard anything like it.

- Can you spare the details, please?

- Nothing happened, relax.

I'll get you some aspirin.

And honestly, I don't know where your panties are.

- Appreciate it.

Thank you.

So, can I go?

- Do you need some cash?

- No. For what?

- Well, you know, to go buy something.

- Is it a bribe so that I don't interfere with the construction?

- No, it's just all girls love buying stuff.

- Not all girls.

I have principles. You can't buy me.

- Construction will still take place.

- I'll be back for the dogs.

- [upbeat music] - [car tires skid]

♪♪

- Hey there. - Elya, hey!

- What's up? - Nothing much.

- Can you take it? - Yeah...

[whispers] She won't go.

- Sorry, who are you?

Hello, miss?

- Oh, hi. I'm Nastya. I live here now.

- This must be some kind of mistake, because I live here.

- Well, I'm not sure about that. You must be Elya?

- Elya. - They put you on the waiting list.

There are no free rooms.

- Waiting list?

- Don't worry about it.

I've only been waiting a couple of months.

By the way, uh, can you please take your extension cord?

- It is not my extension cord.

- So whose?

I think your boyfriend came, and plugged it in.

- Hey!

- Hey.

I brought you a gift.

Eco-friendly.

Just how you like it.

- Sorry about this.

[window thuds]

[protesters clamoring]

- Russia! Russia! Russia! Russia!

- Artyom?

What's the matter?

- These are our supporters from the Teplyy Stan.

Someone hooked them up with a whole truck of free beer.

- Artyom, this is bullshit.

Party people, I'm so sorry.

I just need a minute of your time.

We need to pack up now,

put out the fires and get out of here, okay?

Here, please, take the beer for the love of nature.

You guys are welcome. Okay? Okay?

You must leave, guys.

- Go away, man. Okay, get out of here. - Leave!

- Get out of here, come on!

You're on fire, man!

- Come on, help him. - Put it out. Move, move, move!

- Get the fuck out of here!

- I'll call the police now!

Everyone needs to leave!

Come on, let's go. Quickly!

- Go away!

[flashlight clicking]

- Don't worry so much.

We'll outrun this Rysak.

- Artyom, whom are you going to outrun,

we're sit in a tent?

Mm, he's not just some silver-spoon.

He's actually really smart and kinda fearless.

- So you like, admire him?

- No.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Artyom, come on.

I'm relieving you from your watch tonight.

Come on. Good night.

All right, Artyom, it's late! Get going!

Bye.

["Gang" by Stoppa, Chase Aaron & Mega]

[glasses clink]

- So, like, we go in there and there's security.

all the dogs are in this small car and we take them away.

We washed and fed them. I even kept one for myself.

- Hmph. I don't like dogs.

They leave their fur and drool everywhere.

- Heard that, girls? Our Matvey wants it doggy style.

[woman laugh]

- Guys, what I want to say is ,

uh, this developer Matvey Rysak - Hey, babe.

- thinks that all people can be bought.

And I really pity him.

These types of issues are common for rich people - Honey.

- in general, especially such men. - Lets go.

- They cannot have a normal family life

and their relationship are constantly abusive. - What are you watching?

- Any normal girl couldn't live with him even for a week. - Who's that, huh?

- Just because you have money, - Do you want me send you videos like this everyday?

- doesn't mean that it can solve all of your problems.

- Stop it.

I said stop.

Tell them all to go.

- Quickly. - Yes, sir

[ducks quacking]

- Sorry, ducks should not be fed bread.

Do you hear me?

- Why not? Everybody does it.

- Are you stalking me?

What do you need from me?

- Would you please just stop that?

The bread, it just clogs their intestines

and it will be slow and painful when they die.

Follow me.

Seriously, it's only five meters away.

But who reads it? The sign here.

There's a vending machine.

You put one dollar in like this,

take the bag out,

put the food in there,

and feed the ducks.

- I saw your channel.

You don't know anything about me.

- I feel like I know enough.

- And you don't want to apologize, because,

I don't know, you're just rude?

- No.

- I'll tell you what I need.

I'm offering you a deal. Live with me for a week.

I guarantee, you'll see I'm one of the good ones.

- Did your mom used to tell you this?

- She did, but I really am.

- Really? Is this a new season of "The Bachelor? - No.

- Where are the cameras hiding? Do they have my good side?

- No cameras. I mean it.

You will fall in love with me.

- And if I don't?

- I will leave your forest.

I'll build my tower somewhere else and be done.

- Yeah, sure,

you'll stop a billion dollar project because of me? - Mm-hm.

- I don't get it. Do I really look like I'm that stupid?

Artyom?

- Elya, we did it.

I told you we'd will outrun him.

[notification chime]

Are you glad?

Elya, please, tell me this is a joke.

- Artyom, it's gonna be fine.

Mm. I'll just stay with him for a week.

What's he gonna do to me?

- If you have nowhere to live, that's not a problem.

You can stay with us.

[chicken clucking]

I'll call some friends.

Maybe someone will take him in.

- Artyom, it's gonna be fine.

You will know where I am. I'll send you the address.

We will be constantly in touch.

If he harasses me, I'll just go to the police.

I have to give this a chance.

I may be able to save the forest.

- Elya, you understand, that he is just playing with you?

- It's me playing him.

- Welcome.

Come in.

- I made a contract.

- Wow!

That sounds serious!

- And I would like to film everything on video.

If that's okay with you?

- Of course. Come in.

Harry, look who came by. Sit down.

We,the undersigned, Elvira Tsvetaeva

and Matvey Rysak,

have entered into this agreement.

If, after seven calendar days,

Elvira refuses to continue the relationship,

Matvey will refuse to build the Bitsa-Tower

on the territory of the Bittsevsky Park.

Then I will ask for one more paragraph.

- What's that?

- You will fulfill all my requests.

- And if you tell me to...

jump down from the roof?

- Well uh,

I won't hold you here against your will.

You can leave this house whenever you like.

And I won't ask you to do anything

that can harm you.

Pleasure only.

- Okay, then.

Everything but sexual intercourse.

- No problem.

Do you have a pen?

Thank you.

We, the undersigned, Elvira Tsvetaeva

and Matvey Rysak,

Have entered into this agreement.

If, after seven calendar days, Elvira--

There you are.

Good morning. Sleep well?

- Fine. Didn't they teach you to knock?

[knocking]

- There you are. Good morning. Did you sleep well?

- Fine.

- Come on, I'll show you around.

- Listen, I have to be at the university,

there's a test in an hour.

- I know, you will make it, let's go.

Hey, who's here? Harry. Come on.

- Just don't help me with the test, okay?

- I remember the principles.

Well, this is the living room.

You saw it. Here is the kitchen.

Bar, refrigerator.

These are paintings by my friend Alexander Rekst.

Um, he's kind like Banksy.

This one's my favorite.

And this is my office.

- Can I see it?

- Sure.

- This one is nice. Who made it?

- Well, a friend.

It's worth nothing. Some dribble.

What's the difference? I like it.

- I get it. You are not good at art.

Come on, I'll show you something else.

- Some key chains?

Can I wear it?

- It's all yours.

- Looks like ice cream. - Mm-hm.

- Something for fine motor skills I guess.

And what kind of jewelry is this?

- They're nipple clamps.

- Mm, I see. Are they comfy?

- Why don't you try.

- Maybe some other time.

- Sure.

- Am I doing it right?

- Fly swatter.

- So many flies.

- Sometimes they fly in.

Modern technologies.

Especially for you.

- No.

The contract says no sex.

- The contract says: "No sexual intercourse"

- Are you some kind of Fifty shades of Gray fan?

- What's that?

- A film. - Mm.

- But the book is better.

- I'll read the book and watch the movie.

- Are you serious? - Mm-hm.

- You want me to use it? - Mm.

And go to the university.

- Okay.

- Great, you'll love it.

- I highly doubt that.

[dog groans]

All right, can I go?

- Comfy?

- It's unusual. - Mm-hm.

Hold a sec.

[digital chime]

- What?

[vibrating]

- Modern technology. The app knows everything.

You won't be able to cheat.

- Hi, sorry.

- How was the ride? That's a nice whip?

What's up?

Good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.

- Delovitov.

- Okay. Choose a paper, Mr. Delovitov.

[coughs]

What's the question number?

- Eleven - Eleven...

- Hello, sorry for being late. - Hello.

Well, take one. - Mm-hm.

[vibrating]

Ooh. - What's wrong? Are you okay?

- May I answer right now?

- Well yes, of course.

[clears throat]

- Question number thirty three. - Mm-hm.

[Elya exhales]

- Ooh. - What's wrong?

- Um, I'm nervous.

Got here late. And I'm, don't know, a bit dizzy.

So, depletion of the ozone layer, causes and consequences.

Ooh...

- What's wrong? Are you unwell?

- May I go out?

- What--

Weren't you going to answer?

[door banging]

[app beeping]

[cellphone ringing]

-Are you crazy? I'll just throw it away.

- And you'll break our deal.

You pull it out when I tell you to.

- Shit head.

- Well, is everything all right? - [exhales] Yes!

- Then I'm listening.

- Well, depletion of the ozone layer, causes and consequences.

- And, action!

- Let's begin with...

[vibrating]

- What's the problem? Have you studied?

- Mm-hm.

May I answer at another time?

- Well, no.

Be so kind to value other people's time.

Let me give you a hint.

[vibrating]

The decreasing...

Of ozone concentration...

- Forms...

the Antarctic ozone...

- The hole. - Yes!

Hole!

[vibrating]

So... - Yes, yes, well, what's next?

- And...

a flow of solar radiation, it..

penetrates...

Pene...

- Be careful, be careful. How are you feeling?

- Sorry.

It pene... penetrates...

[vibrating]

- Deeper...

And deeper...

[vibrator pulsing]

[moaning]

- Elya Yurievna, what is so joyful in here?

- Nothing funny at all. Honestly, it's horrible.

- Alright, fine. - Glaciers, they are melting...

And...

- And...

- And the level of the oceans is rising.

[vibrator pulsing]

Rising...

- It is rising...

And the temperature.

- Yes! Gets...

Higher...

Higher!

Higher!

[gasps]

- Have you finished?

- Uh-huh.

Was that revenge or something?

Are you trying to embarrass me?

Well say something!

- Colleagues, I apologize. I have to go.

Let's continue this tomorrow. Goodbye.

- Do you just enjoy bullying people?

Well, does it give you pleasure?

- No. You liked it.

- The fuck I liked it. I just embarrassed myself.

- I don't know. That's not what app says.

[chuckles]

- Dude, what do you want from me?

What do you want? Sex?

Let's do it. I'm ready.

Really. Go!

- You don't seem to understand.

I want to see the real you.

- Sit, Elya! Undress, Ely! Be real, Elya!

Where are you going?

I'm going to drink everything in here!

- Good luck.

- Fuck!

Whose are these?

- Yours now.

- These don't suit me.

- Listen, Zhannochka is an experienced stylist.

We've known each other years.

Try this.

- Elya, first try this dress on.

[dog growls]

- It's great.

- Plainly magnificent!

- Do you like it?

- No.

- We can do better. Huh?

- Beautiful. - Yes.

What do you think?

[dog groans]

- I think you should go in this one. - Yeah.

- No.

- Interesting.

- We can try something else. - Yeah, why not.

Okay!

- It's incredible.

- Well, I think it's ten out of ten.

Me and Harry, say yeah!

- Matvey, you have impeccable taste.

This is the perfect choice.

- Thank you.

- So maybe you and Zhannochka will go,

you have the same taste.

You are on the same page.

- Elya, you don't understand, you just have to find--

- I would appreciate it if you didn't touch me. Thank you.

May I go with this and that's it. Please.

- Yeah sure, that's good, too. - Yes, this is a very elegant dress.

It is in trend now.

- Something beautiful, something magnificent.

Could it be H&M, by the way?

- No, this is a famous designer.

You probably not familiar with him.

- Probably.

[engine racing]

[classical music]

- Do you want to break our contract?

♪♪

- [moaning]

- Alright, quiet. - [moaning]

Elya, cut it out. Stop that.

- [moaning]

- Are you out of your mind?

- Her water broke.

Let's go! Sorry, I'm sorry.

[both chuckle]

- And who is such a shy one here, Matvey Vladimirovich?

- Yep, I deserved that.

Come on.

[chuckles]

- I can't keep up with you, these heels are awful.

- Why don't want to drive?

- Me drive? - Yeah.

- No.

- Why not?

- It's too fast, I can't drive like that.

- Well, you didn't just buy your licence, did you? - No.

- You'll manage. Here!

[engine roaring]

You like it?

Just don't go too fast.

- You scared?

- Are you?

- Okay, the one to remove their hand first, loses.

- Okay.

[chuckles]

Hey, keep your eyes open!

- We didn't talk about that.

- Hey, enough! - What?

- Look at the road.

Eyes, don't close your eyes!

Hey, stop!

Damn.

[tapping]

For Christ's sake!

- Alright, show me your papers and step out of the car.

[both laughing]

- Hmm.

Harry, please let me sleep a little bit.

- Do you like sculptures?

- As long as you don't put them inside me.

- Hello.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Matvey. Good to see you.

- Hi, Katenka, you look great.

- Thank you.

- New tattoo? - Yes.

Well, we got everything ready for you.

Lets start, take off your clothes.

Have you decided to make a sex-doll out of me?

- Not quite.

But it will be fun.

Well then after you, Matvey Vladimirovich.

- No problem.

Let's go, Katenka.

Hello.

- Good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.

["Let's Talk About It" by Alan Galit & FD Vadim]

- Have a good one. - Thank you.

Well, should we have a romantic evening?

- Ah, with Katenka or Zhanna?

- Um...

With the best chef in Moscow.

I forgot to ask, you're not a vegetarian?

You eat meat?

- I'm a student.

- Alright.

- That tastes so good.

I mean it.

It's really just cream? - Mm-hm.

Try the meat.

- That's so delicious. - Mm-hm.

- But potatoes...

- To potatoes.

[glasses clink]

[doorbell rings]

- What's that?

- Dessert.

One, two, three!

- Now what?

- It's...

Belgian chocolate. It's good.

Look, how beautiful it is.

What do you think?

Didn't you say I was compensating for something?

- You remember.

- Ah. You surprised?

- Not really, just an ordinary evening.

- Alright then, lets play a game.

We start eating dessert

The one who laughs first, loses a wish.

- I'm doing everything you ask.

- Well, you got a chance to have me making your wish come true.

Ready?

- Yes.

- Yeah? - Yes.

- Good.

[percussive music]

Mm.

[blowing raspberries]

Come here, baby.

Mm.

- Stop. Don't do it.

- Hi.

You're so beautiful.

I missed you.

- [chuckles] - You lost!

The grand prize goes to me!

Elya, please tell us what you're feeling right now. - Ah no! No!

I don't want to talk. - Just speak into the mic.

[birds chirping]

- Dad, look, I can't come see you.

Uh, I told you I had a lot of studying to do so...

I can't make it.

Yeah, so you have a good time.

Say hi to Vanya and Olya.

- Knock-knock. - Okay, later. Happy birthday, Dad.

- Good morning.

Is that your father's birthday?

Why didn't you tell me?

- I'm not going there anyway. I don't fit in.

- Why not?

- Well...

That's how it worked out, after Mom left.

- To where?

- My mom died seven years ago.

And I don't want to talk about it right now.

- I'm sorry.

Let's go, lets meet your dad.

- I don't want to.

We only talk because we have to.

He's got a new family,

he really doesn't give a shit about me.

- Alright.

If you feel uncomfortable, we leave right away.

I promise.

[light guitar music]

Zhannochka, hi.

I need you to find me a top model and uh,

make a deal with her to give a few lessons.

How to behave on the runway, wear heels, strike a pose,

and all that stuff.

Thank you.

Ah, shit.

- Should we walk?

- Nah.

Take the wheel!

Ready?

- Yeah!

- Start easy.

One, two, three.

[engine revving]

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Enough!

Damn it.

Is this supposed to be your revenge?

- Mm-mm.

- Come on, lets go!

Ready?

Alright!

- Uh-huh.

- Come on come on. Come on!

Stop, stop, stop, stop!

This house?

- Mm-hm.

- Looks nice

- Oh, Elya!

What are you doing here!?

She has just been released from her parents house

and there she goes.

You brought your fiancée?

Oh. What about studies?

How is your career?

- Dad, Matvey is just my friend.

- We're very close.

Nice to meet you! - Nice to meet you.

- Yuri Petrovich, happy birthday.

- Is that for me? Well...

- Hello. - Hi there.

- I'm Olya - Matvey.

- And this is Vanya. - Nice to meet you. Vanya?

- And what is it that you do, Matvey?

- Uh...

Construction business, usually.

- And what's this? - Oh, yeah, we had some car trouble.

- You're all in dirt! - Dad, please, don't.

- Come inside, I'll give you something to change into.

- Oh, it's beautiful here. So much snow.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Go ahead.

- Elya was telling me, about some kind of a fire.

- What fire?

- She has a burn.

She said she got it saving a puppy.

- Is that what she told you, yeah?

Her mother went to work one night,

And me and the boys as usual after work,

got drunk.

I came home,

sat in the chair and fell asleep.

I forgot that I put eggs on to boil.

And Elya was little.

She went to reach for the pot on the stove.

And so she flipped the hot water on herself.

And that's what happened.

Okay, let's go inside.

The girls must have cooked dinner already.

Well, come on, let's go.

- Come on, Yura. - What?

- Why drink alone. Why? - Stop.

- Well, then I'll be showing you a session of natural magnetism.

Watch.

Look, look carefully

Whoa.

- Yeah, I haven't eaten pies like this since I was a kid.

They're delicious. - Thank you.

- What, you don't feed your man, huh?

Your mom taught you to bake pies, right?

- Dad, let's not start.

First, he is not my man.

Second, I can order food.

- Are you crazy? What delivery?

You want to work for take out till the end of your days?

No, no, no. Here's what you should do, look.

Buy buckwheat.

Some stew.

Let her show off a little bit. Just watch her.

You go and boil it.

You'll save some money this way.

You know what to do.

That's why our good girl fell in love with you.

- Dad!

Quit it.

Nobody is in love. We are just friends.

- Oh, uh, look at what we have, let me show you something.

- Wow. - Whoa. Give that to me.

- What is it? - It's great.

Let me show you. - Please don't.

- These are wonderful.

This right here. Here look. - Uh-huh.

- She's so funny. - She's adorable.

- Look at how cute she was, her snotty nose.

She's so little, look naked.

Here. Talking about baking.

Such a lady.

Couldn't get her to use the toilet till the first grade.

- What's the point of showing pictures of me on the toilet?

- What, it took so long to teach her to potty. - Really?

- You're not going to believe it.

Here is my favorite one. This one.

That was her first day in the kindergarten.

Look how she's weeping. You know why?

- Why?

- [sighs]

She was afraid that we...

would leave her there forever. - Mm-hm.

- Such a drama queen. Can you imagine?

Who is that? I can't remember her. This lady.

Who is it?

- Your own relative, a distant one. - Excuse me.

- She's your great aunt, maybe.

Well, this is what I was talking about.

- What? Why are you all picking on me,

for God's sake? - Why did you have to take it so far? Yura...

- Elya?

Elya. Hey.

- I just want him to stop doing this.

Can we just get out of here, please?

It just pieces me off,

this whole circus act he's putting on.

He's showing off. He's just pretending to care.

Look, my dad only pretends, and yours really loves you.

He's just trying to find a way

that he can connect with you, you see? - He should've done that

before he had a kid on the side,

before he abandoned me and my mother.

We were all alone. - Okay.

- Now I don't want it.

- Shh, shh, shh. Okay, come here.

Everything's okay. Alright? I'm here.

Alright? Shh, shh.

["Buddha" by Alan Galit]

Zhanna, cancel the last thing I asked you to do.

Thank you.

- Where are we?

- Almost there.

Get some sleep. I got this.

- Okay.

Do you want me to drive?

- No, thanks. - [chuckles]

You had enough?

- Mm-hm.

- Tell me a fairytale.

- A fairytale?

Once upon a time there lived a wolf.

That wolf had two heads.

One head was telling him to go left.

The other head was telling him to go right.

And so he lived like that.

And one day, he met a fox.

She only had one head.

And that beautiful fox fell in love with one of wolf's heads.

And she didn't know what to do.

So at one point,

the fox cut off the head she didn't like.

She thought that the wolf could live with only one of his heads.

But, he couldn't.

So he died.

That's the end.

- [laughing]

Thank you. Now I can sleep.

- Good morning!

- Good morning!

- Get dressed, we're going somewhere interesting.

- Thank you.

You are so tired of driving?

- Where we're going, cars can't get to.

[helicopter whirring]

- Whoa.

It's beautiful!

How did you know?

- Honestly? - Honestly.

- I'm a telepath.

- Come on, seriously.

- I looked it up on your phone.

You were receiving messages from some Artyom.

So I decided.

- You like being nosey?

- Always.

Here's our transport.

- Wow.

[cellphone vibrating]

Hello? - Hi.

Are you doing okay?

- Yes.

- Listen, I bought us tickets for after tomorrow

to go to the national park.

- Uh... - Are you alright?

- Look, Artyoma, you should probably return them.

Because I'm here at the park already.

- Are you there with him?

- Um... Yeah. - Hoo-hoo.

- Mm-hm.

And how long do you have left with him?

- Mm... I don't really remember, 24 hours?

Maybe more, um, I don't know.

Maybe I'll spend some more time with him.

- Hmm.

So that's the price for your principles, yeah?

- Don't speak to me like this.

I don't like it.

It just seems to me like he's starting to change.

- Elya, people like this don't change.

- Don't lecture me, Artyom.

I'll talk to him tomorrow and it's going to be fine.

- Elya, I'm just... I'm trying to save you.

- Artyom, go save your chickens, not me.

- El-- - [dial tone]

[snoring]

- Everything okay? - Yeah.

[romantic music]

[birds chirping]

[both laughing]

[fire crackling]

- Try.

Careful, it's hot.

- Remember that picture I liked in your office?

And you said it was worth nothing.

It was yours. Wasn't it?

How did you know?

- I'm pretty smart.

- I don't know, I think it's garbage.

It's just...

another hobby.

- Maybe construction is a hobby?

- Good question.

Probably not.

- Will you draw something for me as a present?

- You don't accept presents.

- It's not worth anything.

Free things I can accept.

["We've Got Dreams" by Jennings Couch & Jon Du"

Matvey, please, don't.

- What's wrong?

- It's not... it's not real, it's just a game.

- What?

Why? - Sorry, I can't do it.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

Thanks.

- Today is the last day.

What are we going to do?

- No plans.

- Can I propose something?

- Fire away.

- Will you introduce me to your parents?

- You really want to ruin our last day?

Down, girl. - [dog barks]

- Hello. - Hello!

- Hi there.

- Welcome.

- Dad, let me introduce Elya.

Vladimir, Victoria.

- It's a pleasure to meet you. - Wow, this is a first time Matyusha has

introduces us to his girlfriend.

- What makes you think I'm his girlfriend?

- She says she's not his girlfriend.

Well, than this woman is also not my girlfriend.

We just share a bed. Just like you two are doing.

- Volodya! - What?

- Elya, come with me.

Let's go eat, everything is already prepared.

- It's really nice to meet you! - Mm-hm. Likewise!

And this was built by my dear Volodya.

He has a passion for large-scale projects.

- It's impressive.

- I'm sorry for disturbing you so suddenly.

I appreciate it. - Don't worry about it.

We even got our hands on some king crab.

- You are such a monster.

- What? I'll do anything for my favorite son.

- Mm-hm. - Man, she has a nice ass.

- Dad, stop.

- I'm not lying, she has a really nice ass.

- Quiet.

- Elya, I'm aware that you study at a prestigious university.

And what do your parents do?

- Um, my mother has passed away.

My father makes pallets.

- He makes pallets, huh? What kind?

- Wooden ones.

- Not bad.

How about I get a job for your dad?

I'll make him a construction manager.

- Dad, stop acting like you are some kind of Messiah.

- Come on, son, maybe your dad isn't a Messiah,

but your dad at least always finds a way to supports you.

In all of your endeavors.

I even helped you with that project,

those living batteries.

- What project? You didn't tell me.

- Yeah, Matvey had such an interesting project

after graduation.

He invented flashlights

which can simply be stuck into the ground

near trees, and then they start glowing.

- You invented a way to use the surplus of photosynthesis?

- It uses organic compounds in the forest layer,

to be exact.

- That's incredible.

- It could be incredible, but it doesn't work with our climate.

- Come on, it has nothing to do with the climate.

Do you really know what prevents us

from developing an innovation in our country?

Not a climate, but four factors.

Autumn.

Winter.

Spring and summer.

[laughing]

- I'm not sure about this.

I think that the green energy is our future.

Poor girl, you are very wrong.

Can't you see, the real cause of pollution is

the production of solar panels,

electric vehicle batteries.

And did you know, that all these things can't be recycled.

- I know that people who want to develop it,

as well as Matvey wants, are stopped by others

who simply stopped dreaming,

and now they think of only their fortune and making money.

- [chuckles]

You think I only care about money?

That's very interesting.

Very interesting.

Yes, I care about money,

because I build houses for people, to give them a job.

And what's something useful that you do, huh?

Come on, tell me.

Your generation is just fucked-up. - Dad.

- Who the fuck teaches you this crap?

You fucking ecologists, who can't do anything

but run around with flyers,

"Kill the beavers so we can save the trees!"

- Volodya. - Just look at yourself,

You're wearing makeup.

Darling, do you actually know, what your cosmetics are made of?

From whale blubber.

That's right, you fucking killed a bunch of whales.

- Dad, shut the fuck up!

Calm down, why are you making such a scene?!

Did Elya really offend you?!

Did she say anything wrong?! No!

You need to apologize.

I'm not kidding.

You were in the wrong.

- Volodya.

- [chuckles]

[clears throat]

What's her family name, again? - Yuryevna.

- Dear,

most esteemed,

Elvira Yurievna,

would you forgive this idiot?

I just went overboard.

This won't happen again.

I promise.

- Elya, I'd like you to know that I agree with you.

Son, show Elya our house.

Your father and I will prepare desserts.

Right, honey?

- Uh, right.

- Come on. - Please, allow me.

- Thank you.

- Lets go upstairs.

- Volodya. - What's wrong?

- Did we really need all that?

- We fucking murdered a giant crab,

and they didn't even taste it.

Fuck, that crab lived once, happy, on the bottom of the sea.

Fucking ecologists.

- Well, here is the third floor.

We have a billiard room,

a cinema hall,

a winter garden, an exit to the terrace.

Uh, that's my father's office, this is a bathroom.

["In Your Eyes" by Adam Azpel, Jock York & Tom Griffiths]

[laughing]

♪♪

- You're going to build it no matter what, right?

- Mm-hm.

- Take me to the dorm, please.

[dramatic music]

- You will fulfill all my requests.

[cellphone vibrating]

- Elya, please forgive me.

Can we please talk?

- Would you please stop calling me?

Just give me a break.

I don't want to talk to you. - Wait. Elya, wait--

♪♪

[crying]

- Would you please perform an audit for Bitza-Tower?

I need it to focus on the foundation.

[car starting]

- Matvey.

Matvey! Hey!

What the fuck is all this shit?

Why aren't you answering your phone?

Are you so in love that you've gone crazy?

What the hell is going on?

Son?

- What do you want? - I need to talk.

Some shit has happened.

You won't believe it, Matvey...

That Trofim Denisych or whatever...

The professor. Forget him.

He's a piece of shit.

He issued some false examinations.

Can you believe the nerve! - No kidding?

So, the reports are all wrong?

- Yes, of course!

That's why you need to pull yourself together

and restart your project.

- We're fucked...

- It's not canceled yet! What did you expect?

- Jesus...

- Don't fret, son. We'll muscle in. - No.

Gonna build everything according to my specs.

Residential complex with sixteen floors.

Sixteen!

- At the limit of possibilities, just how you like it, yeah?

- Do you have any other ideas?

We didn't know about the quicksand.

- It's not about the quicksand. - You can't fight against Mother Nature.

- That fucking quicksand... - Come on, come on, come on.

Get yourself together, we have some work to do!

What are you doing?

- I'll get my... my...

- Matvey, what the hell are you doing, cut this shit out?!

We have no time!

- Yeah. [coughing]

Dad, I need you to tell me. Is this shit for real?

Did you set up your own son?

Why? I don't understand.

- What, Matvey, what are you talking about?

- Me? Lemme explain.

You were planning to cut off this land,

but they didn't allow you.

And here comes your son who says:

"Poppa! Lemme build my cool-ass skyscraper!

At Bitsevsky park!"

And you instantly figured everything out,

is that about right?

"Go on, son! Redeem the land! I'm with you all the way!

You're just like your father!"

You said that to me? Remember?

You always knew that it was going to be impossible

to build a skyscraper here!

You paid off Trofim. And for you...

For you even fucking humans don't even matter!

You can't even remember his name,

but, oh, he goes to examine the zone!

And then the savior comes and says,

"I'm gonna save you, son!

"Gonna build these sixteen-story

"bug-ridden complexes fucking everywhere.

- Calm down. - I'm gonna save you!"

- It's alright, Matvey - And now you came to save your son!

- Listen, Matvey.

Calm down, hysterics won't help you.

What I did was wrong. You have to forgive me, Matvey.

I know I went overboard, but it was for your own good.

Everything I do is for your own good.

I raised you to be like me, son.

- You know,

Dad, I wanted to tell you something...

Fuck you...

Elya!

Elya!

Elya!

Elya!

Elya!

Hey!

Heya.

Isn't it cold here?

My project was canceled.

I won't sell the land.

You were right about the quicksand.

Of course, sooner or later the land will be taken over.

Probably by my father.

So that's all.

I'm bankrupt.

I don't know what to do yet.

Um...

I wanted to tell you, that...

Well... everything...

Everything that's happened between us, it was real.

I've never felt this before.

That's all. Please forgive me.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

[exhales]

[somber music]

- Matvey!

♪♪

How much longer?

- You in a hurry?

Relax.

Why are you smiling?

- And why are you sneaking?

[giggling]

- Relax. I know you're gonna love it.

Take a breath.

["Bad Side" by Oliver Bibeau & Jemma Lou]

♪♪

♪♪

Are you alright?

- Yes.

- I have one more surprise for you.

♪♪