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THE GARDEN RING

I had a good relationship with my daughter.

Especially recently.

There was warmth.

We forgave each other for everything.

Her teenage grudges disappeared.

Now I accept her

as she is.

As she was.

They'll get him out anyway.

Vera and Andrey.

They'll pay to get him out of there.

And he'll be out of prison in no time. And he'll go abroad.

To study.

This turn of events is unlikely.

Vera Mikhailovna and Andrey Petrovich are broke.

Because of the actions that their son took.

They'll find some.

Do you know that Vera Mikhailovna lives in a shelter?

Really?

Were you born yesterday?

Vera lives in a shelter?

Women like Vera always have money.

You and I will forever serve them.

I forgot to offer you coffee.

Sorry, I'll be right back.

I know such women.

I studied them

while I was working for them.

Bruskov and the Smolins.

Nothing is sacred for them.

They're all dirty liars.

But you made a lot of efforts to help your daughter join their circle.

I wanted her to have a nice life.

A nice life? With them?

Larisa Alexandrovna, you're a smart woman. You saw their lives.

Because I saw it

I did what I did.

What do you think?

That I'm less than Vera?

Or that my daughter is less than all of them?

We're better than them.

We're more honest.

I've been working hard all my life.

And what do I get?

Did I want too much?

Vera's husband has been stealing all his life.

And he drove Mercedes.

I've been working diligently all my life.

And I waste hours on public transport.

I wanted to mean a little more in life.

I didn't want to scrape a living anymore.

And what did I get?

My daughter is killed and I'm fired.

Instead of blaming it all on me

you should get the murderer behind bars.

You want me to put the murderer behind bars?

Then stop lying to me.

You're a pimp!

You've been selling your daughter to men all your life!

I didn't sell her!

Is it my fault that she started seeing Ilya?

- It happened without my knowledge. - I wonder how.

I always told my daughter to stop coming to my work.

But she came. And he came too.

Is it my fault that he started seeing her? Did I tell him to do that?

So you introduced them.

I told you already.

The same thing happened to Bruskov.

You say that you're not less than Vera Mikhailovna.

But at least she has imagination.

So they bought you too?

You're a corrupt beast! They paid you, didn't they?

Vera lives in a shelter?

Sure, tell me that she's starving too.

As if I don't know how many millions her loose woman of a mother has.

- Where did you get it done? - In America.

- Great. - You know, I was one of the first

to get an appointment with that doctor, I don't know the name.

He had a new technology. He convinced me to get breast muscle implants.

I see. How long ago was it?

Five years ago. Doctor...

You can see that there's a wrinkle,

there's a bit of skin hanging here.

I'd like to lift it all up.

But to a bigger size, considering the implants.

- If that's possible, of course. - Of course.

I'd recommend you to think about it.

Doctor, if you're going to talk about rehabilitation and anesthesia,

don't do that, I'm asking you. Let's not waste any time.

Just tell me what tests I should undergo and make an appointment.

Are you sure you'll be able to spend a month in compression garments?

- And stitches? - Doctor, I'll do anything.

While I'm alive.

Enjoy your meal. May I sit down?

My last name is Kogtev. We've met before regarding your ex wife.

Sit down.

Thank you, Vladimir Ivanovich.

I'll say it out right. I have a meeting in ten minutes.

I understand that you don't have any new information.

So let's not rile each other up, I'm begging you.

I told you everything I knew.

There's one fact in this case that I can't explain and it bothers me.

Maybe you could help me?

I'll try.

You chivalrously married a daughter or your maid.

You lived with her for a year, after which she attacked you with a knife.

Then you got a divorce.

Why didn't she file an action for partition of property?

It's a fair question.

For some reason she didn't do it.

She was smart enough to leave me alone.

- I see. - You don't see anything.

What do you mean by that?

When she cut me, I didn't want to get her committed.

I thought we'd figure it out on our own.

I was smart enough to dig up information on her and her mother.

Do you know that Lida killed a girl in the kindergarten?

Yes, Larisa Alexandrovna mentioned it.

Larisa Alexandrovna.

So...

Before that kindergarten incident she didn't have any injuries.

- I don't get it. - In all pictures from her childhood

she was a normal girl.

And after she turned five, she got an awful haircut that hid her ear.

- I don't get it. - I checked her medical records.

The burn that made her lose her ear happened the next day

after that kindergarten incident.

If someone ever wanted to kill her,

it's that wench.

Who turned on a gas stove

and pressed her child's head against the burner.

Her mother turned her into a psychopath.

You should arrest her instead.

- Have you told mom? - No, it'd be too much for me.

What does she have to do with it?

Then what?

- What about that paternity test? - What do you think?

That I shouldn't do it?

God, how do you not understand?

At first he'll make you get that test done.

Then you'll have to convince him you're not sleeping with your gynecologist.

Then he'll prohibit you from talking to our mom.

Because she influences you badly.

Then you won't be able to leave the house without his permission.

So what? Should I get an abortion?

I can tell you that if you get an abortion, you may never have a child.

- What's your gestation period? - Four weeks.

Vera, I'm so afraid.

What are you afraid of?

That I'll lose everything. That I'll miss my time.

That I'll be a fat, lonely and poor single mother.

I'll go to public hospitals and my child will have an allergy.

And the stroller will be a gift from someone who doesn't need it anymore.

It won't be like that.

You know, I've regretted a lot of things.

But I've never regretted giving birth to Ilya.

I want everything to be the way it was. I need you, Vera!

Me?

Like we used to live. We couldn't live without each other, we talked all the time.

We went out together all the time.

We had a normal life! And what I have now is not life. It's hell!

Why are you so quiet?

You don't even have a place to stay. We could live together at my place.

Without all these bastards.

Vera, please, don't think that I'm insolent.

But things should be different! They should!

Anya.

I can't live with you.

Because when this nightmare is over,

I'll live with Ilya.

Where have you been?

- I met with Vera. - Where?

- What do you mean? - Where exactly did you meet Vera?

I'm not going to report to you.

Because...

Because our relationship isn't normal

I can't live like that.

Really?

Not a normal relationship? Are you kidding me?

How nice.

So what's next? What are you going to do?

I don't know. Maybe...

Maybe we should take a break.

What does it mean?

- Let's live separately. - What are you talking about?

- Did you sister brainwash you? - No, it's my opinion.

Your opinion?

Tell me then. Do you not love me anymore?

I don't know.

You're not going anywhere! You're not going anywhere!

How can you be such a fool?

Your sister is just jealous that we're so happy.

How do you not see that? She's never had what we have.

- I love you! I'll do anything! - Don't, please. Don't do anything.

- I just want to live my life. - Shut up! Shut up!

Do you want me to hit you to calm you down?

Calm down.

Why did you say all that, my little fool? You shouldn't be nervous.

Lie down. Like this.

Calm down.

You're a fool.

Remember this going forward.

Never, under no circumstances, should you sign a heartfelt confession.

Don't do cops work for them. Got it?

Tomorrow I'll go to prosecution's office to get you out due to the lack of evidence.

I'll be released?

No, thank you.

- Do you know where the red sweater is? - There's no sweater.

Your girlfriend.

Do you know what she could do with it? Where could she put it?

Maybe she gave it away or sold it?

I don't know.

I ran away from her to hide.

She was unstable, you know?

And when she got into these fits of anger,

she destroyed everything around her.

Once she cut all my clothes with scissors.

Wonderful.

Where are you going?

- Shopping. - Why?

- I want to buy a watermelon. - What watermelon?

A square one. They're very sweet.

Fine. I'll buy it for you.

Go upstairs. I'll bring it to you.

I'll be back soon.

Vera, I left him.

- Why did you come here? - Where else can I go?

- You have a flat. - He'll find me there immediately.

Where are you going to sleep?

Anya!

Anya!

Anya!

Anya!

Anya!

I hate you!

You've gone crazy if you think I'll tolerate your behavior. You're wrong.

I'm tired of trying to save our relationship.

What an idiot. He's not saving anything.

Listen, I think he's actually sick.

Don't reply to his messages, don't give him any feedback.

He'll try to draw you into a conversation.

Shouldn't I explain my behavior to him? In short.

Just to make him understand that it's over.

He won't understand. He doesn't want to.

Let's meet and talk peacefully.

See? He thinks you'll agree to see him and he'll bring you back immediately.

- I think I'll reply. - Reply with what?

I'm asking you to leave me alone.

I don't love you and I'm afraid of you.

Is it okay?

I think so.

I'll find you anyway.

We'll be together no matter what.

He's switching tactics. From threats to begging and back.

Hey. Do you think he can actually hurt me?

It's possible.

Maybe we should warn mom?

It'll take forever to explain.

What can he do though? He'll come and I won't be there. And he'll leave.

- Is she here? - Who? What's wrong?

- Your daughter ran away from me. - Did you have an argument?

I didn't have an argument with her. She did.

She! She threw fits and lied.

Although it's not surprising, your family is used to lying.

What do you want from me?

Where could she have gone? She called you!

Hoping to hear the truth from me is illogical

after you just insulted me.

I gave up so much for your daughter. I made sacrifices!

I turned down prosperous options. I chose her even though I knew who she was.

I knew about Andrey, knew about those drug dealers she slept with.

- I've never held it against her. - You're a saint.

- Do you know that she's pregnant? - Pregnant? By who?

That's what I asked.

I suggested she gets a paternity test done.

To get rid of any doubts. And she got mad!

Lured me out of the apartment and ran away.

But where could she go and how? I took the car keys with me!

Have you tried calling her?

I have. Many times.

She doesn't pick up. She texted me that we were over

and that she doesn't love me anymore. God, why?

Okay, calm down.

Anya's not here, you see. You should go home.

Get some rest. Drink it. Here.

Who do you take me for, you old hag? I'm not going anywhere!

Why are you being rude to me?

I'm an elder!

It's the second time I met you, why are you talking to me like that?

Andrey!

You've found someone else for you daughter, haven't you?

You don't care about my feelings.

- Is that it? - Call the police!

- Help! - No one but you matters, right?

- He wants to kill me, help! - Come here. Come here!

You took all of my pills.

Get up.

What is it?

He broke in, beat me up, and that degenerate took my sleeping pills.

I'll have to get a new prescription.

I've realized that our family matters the most to me.

I really miss your smile.

Is he texting you all this?

What a nasty man.

What do we do now? Call these useless cops again?

What a shame. What if he breaks in here every day?

I'm giving you an ultimatum.

- We must meet and talk it through. - What?

- Turn it off, I can't hear! - Go watch it somewhere else!

- Take if away from him! - Give it to me.

Let go. Get out of here.

- Where will I go? - We don't care, it's not a boarding house.

You don't shower, sleep in clothes.

You smell, get out.

By the way, this is my flat. I don't want to see you here.

Did he go back to my bedroom again?

No, he didn't. He went to gather his things.

Because if he's still here in an hour, I'll call the police to take him away.

Vera.

I need to talk to you.

I don't want to make excuses and waste our time. All words are meaningless now.

But now I know what we should do.

- You do? - No one needs you or me in this life.

A horrible life awaits us. So I thought

maybe it would be better and smarter

to try and go back to what we once had?

- How exactly? - I have a proposition.

People often seek advice from therapists.

I know that it's not much money, but still.

You could be a therapist again. On Skype, for example.

Many people do that. I'll sell this damn car.

We'll get Ilya out of prison and move to India.

To Goa.

To Goa?

What's the point of staying here?

When we waste our time and energy to be someone we aren't?

We won't have to pretend there.

We'll live modestly in a hut. I can provide that.

- And Ilya won't study? - Why, of course he will.

If that's what he wants.

You know, we need a break.

Tell me honestly, what do you want?

Stay here and live in a shelter? Or swim in an ocean?

And eat healthy food?

It's cheap there. And we can be ourselves.

Who do you think I was all that time?

Who were you?

And who are we now?

The person who insists my client was wearing this sweater that day

is the mother of the murdered girl, whose testimony is biased.

Apart from being personally interested in condemning my client,

she also worked as a maid in his house.

And she was suspected of petty theft several times.

Here are some witness testimonies.

It's the first time I've heard of it.

She's been working there for years. She'd be fired if it was true.

It's clear that they're trying to cover up for the boy.

Please, give me more time to find that red sweater.

These fibers found on the victim's body directly link him...

I'd like to point out that I'm wearing a red sweater right now.

Do you want to keep me in prison too?

As the representative of the police, I'm asking you to extend his detention.

Do you know how much one day of detention costs the government?

I know. But the red fibers that we found...

What do we have here then? You can't find the evidence,

but taxpayers are supposed to pay for that?

Start working better instead of wasting government funds.

- So? - Just as I predicted.

Your son's being released due to the lack of evidence.

- Oh God. Thank you! - You're welcome.

When is he getting released? Today?

There's a certain procedure. It takes time. But anyway, as soon as I have the verdict,

you can be sure that the trouble is over.

Thank you very much.

I have to go.

I won't take much time. I just wanted to thank you.

Don't mention it. What matters is that he'll be fine, right?

I hope so.

You look different.

- Your eyes are shining. - I'm just happy.

How about a drink?

Sure.

I let my maid go for today.

Light or hard?

Hard.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

I'm sorry that I shouted at you at the office.

It's alright.

It was a defense mechanism.

I understand it perfectly well.

I'm a psychologist, after all.

So you were experimenting on me?

- Of course not. - Sure.

A beautiful woman comes to me

with a direct hint and I think I'm not ready.

I thought I'd fail and embarrass myself.

I understand.

How old are you? I mean, your son is in prison.

But you're not old.

You know, I should go.

I'm very grateful to you. For the lawyer.

Send me a cheque and I'll...

I'll pay you back, probably not soon though.

- But I'll pay. - It's silly.

What matters is that we helped your son.

I agree.

Of course.

Do you want me to escort you?

No, thanks. There's no need.

Where's the bathroom?

Upstairs on the right.

"You're not old", what the hell.

Are you lost, Vera?

- Is this sweater yours? - This sweater?

Why are you asking?

Fibers from a red sweater were found on Lida's body.

So you came to my house to look for a red sweater?

It's new.

I'm sorry.

Please.

I just hope that he didn't do it.

I don't know how to live if it was him who did it.

When I saw the sweater, I thought you killed her.

I was counting on that.

Calm down, calm down.

Don't cry.

Good morning, Vera.

- Good morning. - Would you like some coffee?

- No, I was going to... - Come on.

Did you sleep well?

- Are you kidding me? - What? No.

Vera, what's wrong now?

What's wrong?

You're a strange person.

You want to talk to me after you raped me.

I raped you? Come on.

You wanted it. I mean, when you came to me for the first time

I didn't even think about it.

You're a serious woman and you were in trouble.

But when you came to me for the second time,

and then again and again.

I had no doubts left.

Are you implying that I stalked you for sexual purposes?

Should we go to a theater?

Sorry, but it's not possible.

You're shocking. What theater?

I don't know what stops you from going to a theater with me.

It's a pointless conversation. I have to go.

Okay, let me drive you.

- Where have you been? I've been waiting. - I was on my way.

- Where did you sleep at night? - At Volodya Bruskov's place.

I came to his house last night and we had sex.

Should we get some coffee?

I can't drink coffee.

Why? When I was pregnant, I drank a cup every day.

I'm not like that.

You know, some women drink wine when pregnant. Some even smoke.

I won't insist.

You know, when you told me about this man.

I don't even want to remember his name.

I feel nasty being here in this place.

It feels dirty.

Go then. Don't torture yourself.

Stress is bad for the baby.

That's why I came here.

I don't even have underwear, you know?

And if I go back to him, he'd scream and insult me.

I'll traumatize my child.

What an amazing company I have this morning.

I'm here to take Anya's things.

It's unpleasant for me too, so let's get it over with.

There's one thing I don't understand. What's the reason?

- The reason for what? - All that.

First of all, for Anya's abnormal behavior.

And the fact that you support it, even though you're a grown woman.

Do you want to play this game again?

- Or you're just kidding? - Me?

I want to understand.

When we're together, everything is perfect.

Nothing is wrong and then something happens.

And it changes her behavior.

And she snaps and leaves me, her soon-to-be husband.

You see, you may not know, but I'm having money problems.

And you question requires a whole session of therapy.

- How much? - 20 thousand.

Ten.

You know, Artem.

Your problem is that every day, every hour

and maybe even every second,

you feel the need to be superior.

But in reality, you're worse than anyone you've ever met.

People who served you,

brought you wine in restaurants,

made business deals with you.

However, it didn't really bother you.

Because in your relationships with others you always relied on your money.

Your money tipped the scale

and made your employees respect you.

As well as waiters who received a tip from you.

Hookers thanked you with tears in their eyes.

For paying a little extra.

Come on, relax. Don't be so scared.

You paid me money. I'm serving you. Everything's normal.

Your problems started when you began having romantic relationships.

They messed you up so badly that you decided to ask for my help.

It's simple, Artem.

Everything in life takes resources.

Emotions, time, finances.

You can't develop a business without an initial capital.

Just like you can't build a relationship with a woman

if you're unable to pay.

In a spiritual sense. When you're emotionally bankrupt.

It's not a relationship,

it's simple theft.

So you think I robbed your sister?

What can you call a situation when a man uses emotional resources of a woman

without giving anything back?

And when she wants to leave

he is ready to hold her hostage and bite into her neck

just to drink a little more of her life source?

You'll always suffer, Artem.

You'll never find someone, who'll love you like you want them to.

- Why? - Because our resources are limited.

I think I can still fix things, right?

Talk to her, I want her back.

I love her, I swear.

I need another ten thousand.

Thanks.

She won't come back.

Did she have any other things apart from these?

Get out of here!

Nasty dog!

- Ilya! - Mom!

My boy! My baby boy! Oh God. I'm so worried, I can't talk.

- You're so skinny. You must be hungry. - I'd like to take a bath first.

No way. I'm against this idea.

- Let's leave this place. - Where are we going?

I'll take you to Anya's place.

It's cold.

My baby! I'm so happy to see you!

God, we almost went crazy. You've grown up.

- Are you hungry? - No, maybe later.

- Can I use the shower? - Of course, go.

Vera.

I understand that you have nowhere to go.

But I must ask.

How long are you going to stay here with Ilya?

Why, should we leave?

Anya's too shy to sing to her belly while you're here.

What if you think she's gone mad.

It's funny, I get it.

But I'm not in the mood to laugh. You see...

You see, I've made a decision.

And for the first time in my life, I'm not going to back off.

Not for your problems or because of mom's jokes.

I'm waiting for a child.

- What a holy woman. - Yes.

And I need peace and positive vibes.

Mom's joke has some sense in it.

I'm very agitated

and I can't be around people who treat me or my child badly.

Are you crazy? Who treats you and your child badly? Me?

No, not you.

Your son Ilya.

- He did a lot of bad things. Maybe even... - What are you saying?

How dare you?

Haven't you done a lot of bad things to Ilya?

Haven't you done a lot of bad things to me?

Haven't you destroyed my family and my child's life?

I don't know for sure what he did.

I can't risk having him in the house. What if something happens?

Something will happen.

God, my temples are throbbing.

Stop. I should think about my health, not about you.

I'm not going to take any risks for you.

I need to check my blood pressure.

Sorry, I was mad at you.

I get it. I'd be mad at me too.

So you...

- You want to admit your mistakes? - Yes.

You understand that you need to collect yourself and

live a normal life?

- Of course. - And you should redeem yourself.

You can't deny it. But you can't despair either.

We just need a break.

You need to spend some time with yourself.

I suggest we go to Goa. Our entire family.

You'll relax there.

Your mind will relax.

You'll lead a healthy lifestyle, you know?

Dad.

I've never heard about anyone leading a healthy lifestyle in Goa.

People go there to smoke pot.

There's a lot of cheap high quality drugs.

When did your mom find the time to brainwash you?

- What does it have to do with her? - You talk like her with her intonation.

She didn't tell me anything.

Everything she tells you

is a way to humiliate me and depreciate everything I do for us.

- Does she think I want to smoke pot? - Stop!

Pick up the phone. My pulsimeter is malfunctioning.

Hello. Yes.

Of course I can. Yes.

What size?

No, we agreed to install the same implants as I had from America.

But newer. You see, my size now is like an average grapefruit.

And I want it to be like a pomelo.

Yes, thank you.

Aren't you hungry?

Mom.

I want to tell you everything.