Original subtitles

Peter Fyodorov

Evgeny Antropov Vladimir Yumatov

Evgeny Antropov Vladimir Yumatov Igor Chernevich

Vladislav Abashin Svetlana Kolpakova

Yana Sekste

Yana Gladkikh Sergey Zhuravel Sergey Byzgu

Sergey Sosnovsky Vyacheslav Chepurchenko Nadezhda Mikhalkova

Director of photography: Andrey Gurkin Production designer: Iraida Shults

Editor: Konstantin Mazur Composer: Darin Sysoev Sound mixer: Ivan Rips

Written by Dmitriy Konstantinov

Executive producer Maxim Korolev

Producers: Alexey Moiseev Oleg Piganov

Directed by: Dmitriy Konstantinov Yuriy Trofimov

THE DEPARTED

If Filya-watchman was in that wheel, why did he lie that he had left?

I don't know.

But it's all connected somehow.

But if that wasn't him?

Why was that writer looking for the drawings?

- Everything is so unclear. - Taras, can you be silent for 5 minutes?

You interfere with my thinking.

So people in Moscow can't think while talking?

I can teach you.

You should speak out whatever comes to mind.

So, you're tired out by the evening? You should sleep in the afternoon!

The projectionist is lost.

He didn't come to the cinema and the movie was canceled.

He's not home too.

He's boozing.

He's found out his wife had cheated on him.

Anyone would start to drink.

Oops, I forgot you've asked me to keep silence!

Wait! Where's he boozing?

Stop it!

People are silent, when they're dead, dumb or got nothing to say.

Alright, don't say, I see you know nothing.

Ok, I'm broken, beat,

grinned into powder, destroyed - I'm no more!

Tell me.

How can I tell you? You are no more!

Only mortal shell left, but it's really evil!

Talk to it.

Across the square to the crossroads, then turn to the right.

The third house, blue fence.

Nurse Maya lives there - Chalice is in the back room.

I'll kill him!

Then I'll kill her!

Of course you'll kill 'em all.

There is nothing

but lies!

What about me?

Who am I?

You're a good and kind man. So, go to sleep!

The sun's about to rise.

I'm a cheap coward.

Come on!

"The last student".

I betrayed him!

- I betrayed the memory of him! - Who did you betray?

Andrey Petrovich.

What are you doing here?

Calm down!

I'm trying to understand: is he pretending or really asleep?

Are you going to question him? He doesn't understand anything!

How much has he drunk?

About two liters?

Good evening.

He couldn't betray anyone. Especially Andrey Petrovich.

Is he a binge drinker? Will he come to himself tomorrow?

No, he's not.

He'll wake up and go to job.

All the more so, Vsevolod Sergeevich said that

if there is no movie, Egor will be fired.

Vsevolod Sergeevich?

No worries, then! This man striked me to the heart.

He brings art to people: initial and real!

Not sacrificed to logic and common sense!

Who could imagine to mix Chekhov's plays with poems of Mayakovsky?

And coffins on stage - it's a metaphor. Am I right?

It means - see you in hell with your coarse Soviet art?

What coffins?

Are there no coffins on stage?

Of course, not! What for?

- God, how it hurts! - I know, wait a moment!

I can't stand anymore!

Patience, Nadya!

I'm gonna make the injection,

clench your fist.

Nazar, would I live until November holidays?

Straighten the arm. There, there.

To see a granddaughter!

You're talking nonsense.

God!

The pain is going away now.

Hold your hand like this.

That's good. Ok.

There, there.

Alright.

Everything's gonna be alright.

- So what? - She's asleep.

Why wake me up at 7? Medicines were sent to you. What else?

- Would it really matter if I came at 10? - Don't yell, Artur Andreevich.

We must do something.

Are there any other doctors?

She was taken to Lapin to Moscow: only God is higher!

2-3 months - that's all.

Five, if she's lucky.

Akimovich, put up with it, you'll feel better.

One more thing.

It's about Tisha Gribov.

Take a walk, Basya!

Is the case closed or what?

People say some new facts were revealed.

Who's saying that?

Just rumors.

Taras, wake up! Your colleagues are here!

Get up!

I'm not here.

I'm patrolling.

If you're not out in two minutes - he'll fire you!

- Who? - He says he's your new chief.

Go!

The scientists have proven: 40 minutes is enough for a good sleep.

The rest is laziness.

Laziness robs each one of us of more than 20 years of life!

Don't you mind to waste 20 years of your life, Taras?

Remember this blatant face.

If he comes again - drive him away!

Rodion.

You can call me Rodya.

Senior comrade, a coach and soon, hopefully, a friend of your husband!

You won't recognize him in two weeks, I promise!

He'll be a whole new person: cheerful, active, ambitious!

No seeds in his pockets, only lust for justice in his bright eyes!

You'll be proud of your husband soon, I promise!

Though it's hard to believe now.

And you called me a chatterbox?

And I said you haven't seen a chatterbox. Do you remember?

Writer Lugovoy was lost from the hotel.

Who was not actually a writer.

Filya-watchman was lost on the same day.

In 2 days Andrey Petrovich was trying to find out

what had happened to the writer.

And he was burnt alive.

And Tisha Gribov.

Good! And Tisha Gribov was made to confess in the murder,

and abolished then.

So what exactly do we have here?

One of Tisha's murderers smokes strangely creased cigarettes.

Also we have the doctor

who either opened the door himself

or gave a key to the murderer.

We'll leave the doctor alone for now, so he wouldn't send a formal complaint.

Then we have the projectionist.

Let's do it this way.

You're looking for a smoker.

I'm going to the club to talk to the projectionist finally.

Let's go!

Where?

We need to have breakfast.

What did we just have?

Sandwiches?

It's not a meal. Just a snack.

Chalice! We need to talk.

Are you deaf?

Halt!

You want me to run after you?

Here's the thing.

She is your daughter. I blurted it out to hurt you.

About Dasha. You've beaten me up for reason.

And the daughter is yours. Don't doubt it!

And one more thing.

I'm sorry.

This won't happen again.

Why are you silent?

I apologized. Did you hear it?

That's it!

I recognize it!

That exquisite taste.

It melts in your mouth having just touched your palate!

Wow!

Only my grandmother used to make such scrambled eggs.

I've been dreaming to taste this yummy again for so long.

Masha, you must have a secret recipe.

You're too kind. It's just scrambled eggs.

Why are you sitting in the barn as strangers?

You should come into the house.

We want to sit here, so we're sitting here.

Why have you dressed up?

We're going to a shop.

So go!

We're working, Maria.

You're a family tyrant.

What about the main rule of the Socialist community:

"Woman is a person too"?

Oh, no.

It's really dangerous to grant freedom to women.

You must keep 'em in check!

You should be walking, chatting, as usual.

Got the seeds with you?

Damn it!

Go back and take it. It's a disguise.

I should've stayed away from you.

I was thinking so mush last night. Even got a headache.

Have you thought of something?

One person was lost.

The other one was burnt.

No one knows where Filya is.

But what if they are all connected?

Good.

Remember this moment -

your mind has started to work.

So, can I go and ask people? At school, at the hotel.

Taras,

don't fuss about it.

When you don't know who your enemy is, anyone can be your enemy.

Now your goal is to find the smoker.

Be careful - he shouldn't know someone's looking for him, ok?

Dasha, you must insist:

"She's your daughter, it was a whim Rynda had blurted out.

His tongue is an unruly member."

If he'll hit you,

put up and deny everything!

He won't believe me, Akimovich.

He won't change his opinion anyway.

If he wants to stay with you, he will believe you.

If he doesn't - it's not meant to be, then.

Do you love him?

Ah, Dasha! Why are you so scampish?

Murder! Akimovich!

Klava Karyakina has killed her husband with a stool!

I told you I'd kill this boozer!

What did you answer? I'll come and work out!

Don't yell, Klava! There were so many things to do.

- How should I live now? - You've lived enough.

- Get ready to go to prison. - It's forbidden for you to speak!

You'll get 10 years behind the bars!

Shut up, you moron!

If he were sober, he would have kicked the bucket by now.

Food for thought - to drink or not to drink.

So, Ivan Zakharovich?

We won't let anyone hurt Klava, will we?

What if he will claim?

If he will claim, I'll make him eat his application.

What is going on, Nazar? It used to be a nice town!

But now - Andrey Petrovich, Tisha Gribov,

and this one just nearly got killed.

Don't compare.

I think maybe it's a jinx?

The whole town can't be jinxed.

Who knows.

How would you like this?

Taras is at work.

- Taras has caught all the criminals. - You don't say! He earns his salary!

Taras, why walking in circles?

Let's play dominoes! There's nothing else to do anyway.

Let's play, Taras!

The competititon comes to the end. Uncle Pasha's almost overtaking Vova.

But 20 shots are not enough to identify the best shooter.

Musa!

You're annoying me.

Uncle Pasha, we need 40.

And 50 is still better to determine a winner.

Shoot him down, uncle Pasha, to shut him up.

Musa? Shut up?

Never gonna happen!

Uncle Pasha, you have to prove he's a random winner!

Let's shoot 20 more!

No, thanks. I'd rather drink beer.

You're again! I've lost all the luck because of you!

What are you doing here, you pest? Got nothing to do?

What has he to do? Walk around, eat seeds and get a salary.

Guys, maybe I should work in police too?

Aunt Lisa, he's stepped on my plum!

I'm sorry.

- What happened? - I just stepped on the plum.

This plum is a part of the composition!

- Are you going to the club? - Yes.

Let me lead you. Follow me - step by step!

Why so many children? Not because of the canceled movie, I hope?

It's the qualifying round for the city competition.

- And the movie is over. - Already?

- Is Egor the projectionist still here? - I don't know, I didn't see him.

Careful!

Lisa, you've just saved me.

My secret is that I'm afraid of disabled people, women and children:

it's forbidden to hit them, and they abuse this privilege!

Have I shocked you?

No, I'm used to it.

I had an acquaintance in Moscow - he used to say stuff like that.

- So, what do you have here? - There are some amazing works.

Good afternoon.

Long time no see.

Hello.

Here's the role model - inexhaustible energy!

He's making coffins all night long, and in the morning goes to work!

Why did you lie to me, Vsevolod Sergeevich?

There are no coffins on stage.

There are now.

This idea came to my mind only yesterday.

And you went to the workshop immediately?

I don't have to explain the flow of creative thoughts.

Even to the police.

I agree, but you've told me the scenery has been needed urgently,

and you've been kindly allowed to work in the woorkshop of Filipp Yanovich.

But the coffins idea came to your mind only yesterday!

While Filipp Yanovich has been out of town for several days.

Isn't it strange?

What are you talking about?

If I'm the suspect, put the handcuffs on me!

Take me to jail! Interrogate me!

But I won't let anyone mock me here, at the walls of my own theatre!

Vsevolod Sergeevich!

Artist!

Hello.

What was that?

If you want to interrogate - bring him to the police station or do it here.

Why making the show out of it?

There are children and the competition, which is important for them.

Vsevolod Segeevich is a jury member by the way.

Lisa, I'm so sorry.

I have no woman caress, it affects my way of life.

It's a quote. Ilf and Petrov.

I know.

I've ruined the children's holiday.

I'm convinced once again the Soviet Union is the most reading country in the world.

A couple of questions more, if you don't mind?

I couldn't sleep last night, was rolling over in my bed.

I had some vague feeling.

The same feeling kept me on the alert in the morning.

I guess, you didn't tell me everything.

No, I didn't.

Great start.

I've never met people like him.

I thought they did not exist.

He thought every person was kind hearted.

Kind and fair.

But not everyone knows what kindness and fairness are.

"Know yourself."

Find the light in your soul, and you won't do bad things anymore.

Unfortunately life is not that simple.

Who killed Andrey Petrovich?

They are just executors, they decide nothing.

The one who gives orders must be punished.

He will! Be sure! Just tell me his name!

If we catch the killers, we'll find the ones who gave orders.

Did you hear it too?

He burnt Andrey Petrovich.

Rynda. Matvey Ryndin.

And Fedya the Marked was with him.

I don't know his surname.

Do you know who told them to do that? What for?

I don't know what for. Their chief gave the order.

Snake, or Jew from the tavern.

Who else is there? Bynya, Chacha.

No, Chacha is the girls' chief.

And above them is the man who created the whole system.

They call him Dad.

HIGH SCHOOL N1 STRUNYEVO TOWN

I at once told them I wanted to quit. Nobody asked me to come back.

They even helped me.

Said there was a town a 100 kilometers away from Moscow.

And they would help me with job and place to live over there.

Would let me live as an ordinary person, married with children.

It was in the prison camp?

They just noticed:

if I would be asked for help, I'd have to do it.

But it could be only as a last resort. If at all.

Who met you here at town?

Vsevolod Segeevish says he knows everything.

Are you sure Rynda is the one who burnt Andrey Petrovich?

What you gonna do next?

I'll tear him to pieces.

Or will take him to the police.

You said that not only Rynda and his buddy should be punished.

But also the ones who gave orders.

Do you really want it?

Why are you silent? Did Andrey Petrovich visit Filya-watchman?

I can't remember everyone.

What about that traveller from Moscow? Did they know each other?

I guess, they didn't.

Should I write it down like this?

"The man who registered at the hotel as a writer Lugovoy

had not met with Filya-watchman".

Why would you write it down?

- I don't know if they were acquainted. - Don't lie, aunt Valya!

You know everything about everyone at school.

Taras, not now! I'll try to refresh my memory.

I have to load cans of paint into a truck, and to scold workers.

Half an hour - is it enough?

Half an hour?

I'll wait here. It's alright, I have seeds.

- Yes? - Send girls to look for Akimovich!

He should go to school to save me.

Taras is interrogating me here: about the teacher and Filya-watchman.

He's so angry!

I don't know what to tell him!

Come on!

Pass!

Someone named Matvey Ryndin.

Egor Chaschin admits his guilt, he's ready to confess.

Common fight for personal reasons.

I was in the club and heard shouts.

Came upstairs: he was unconscious on the floor,

could hardly drag him out.

Don't forget to check "case closed".

Is that all? Or have you caught somebody else?

That's all for now.

Well, just in case - don't be shy, we've got one more prison cell.

We'll fill it, comrade captain. Just set a goal.

Can you give me a ride?

No. There's no room.

Take off your hats. Bare your heads.

They're taking the body out.

Actually, I don't think it's funny. I'm ashamed.

I haven't found Vsevolod Segeevich.

Do you know where your nervous chief is?

No.

I'm sorry, my break only lasts an hour.

Any chance I can atone for my guilt?

What guilt, what are you talking about?

I see! I'm not a serious man, you prefer different kind:

calm, strong, reliable, right?

It's like I never left Moscow.

I had an acquaintance there, he couldn't speak in simple terms.

Only jokes and quotes.

They even had a competition - who would remember the most quotes.

- What was his name? - Sasha Galperin.

And his sister is an actress?

I know, Moscow as a big village.

I lost to Sasha Galperin in the quarterfinal of that competition.

How is he? In London already?

- Are you one of them? - Who?

Children of diplomates, academicians, honored artists.

The concentration of sissies.

Of course, you are. They don't admit nobodies into their circle.

I wonder how you got into this hole.

Long story. I'll tell you some day. Are you angry at him?

I mean Galperin.

Why would I be?

Let me guess.

You loved each other, but his parents, vicious careerists,

specially his mother, forbade him to marry you and go to London, right?

Not even close!

What? What happened then?

It's a long story.

And I'm not gonna tell it.

Don't follow me further.

HIGH SCHOOL N1 STRUNYEVO TOWN

It's locked, nobody's here. Can't you see?

What's so attractive here for you?

Why do you come here every day?

Nothing, I was just passing by. I've got nothing else to do.

"Passing by!"

Valentina complains that you disturb her at work.

The schoolyear's begun, and repairs are not done yet.

Why do you bother her?

Alright, let's go to have dinner and discuss a thing at the same time.

Discuss what?

Everything!

So, how are you?

Tolerably.

Zoya Bashaeva came and cleaned.

I said Zoya was here and cleaned the place.

That's nice.

Nazar!

I'm knitting a sweater for you.

You will think about me while wearing it in winter.

Don't say this nonsense, you fool!

Well,

how old is he?

Who?

Your buddy with a hat.

I don't know.

Don't you? I know.

He's 33.

Minus 16, that would be?

He was 17 when the War was over.

He was too young to fight.

I was too young too.

We're not talking about you, greenhorn.

Put it on your plate.

I was the right age, though.

From start to finish.

Unlike this popinjay, I know the meaning of "the value of suffering".

How old were you when you found out about your dad's death?

Eight?

You were eight.

Remember your mom crying?

Remember cooking a haulm soup too?

No way!

Me and my mom only ate exquisite food during the War.

And look around, people live much better.

Somebody has more, somebody has less,

but it's very good in general.

They're happy,

smiling.

They're walking around with no fear, day or night.

Unlike in Moscow.

Who must we thank for it?

Us?

Of course, not just us.

Also those who will help your wife,

Klava Karyakina,

aunt Zoya to bring up children and to survive themselves.

And who are you going to catch?

That's the point.

Well,

that Moscow dandy - he's an alien.

But you've grown up here!

He says: criminals.

Criminals!

You should know that half of our town were criminals in the past.

Half of them have fought in the War.

That's the point, Taras.

It's only simple at war - there are our people and there are enemies.

And here we're all in the same trench.

Don't rush to put a label on someone.

Eat up!

I'm finishing.

Has Chaschin written a confession?

Yes, he has.

Excelent!

I called to the hospital. Matvey Ryndin has regained consciousness.

As soon as he writes the application, we can draw up the documents for procuracy.

To be honest,

if I found out that somebody did that to my wife...

Comrade Captain,

you're not going to pretend that nothing happened, aren't you?

Of course not, but...

But we should be humane.

Should consider his condition.

I'm sure the court will consider his condition as palliative.

So you want to get back to prison?

This town is too small for the two of us.

It's either me or Rynda.

No one's gonna accept your terms.

I have no pity for you, you moron.

I worry about your children.

Talk to her.

Or at least listen to her -

these are my terms!

What about that Moscow popinjay?

He's seen everything, and promised to let me rot in prison.

Come on! Let you rot in prison?

If he'll show off, we'll put himself in prison.

Stop!

Filya!

You can hide in the shooting gallery! Who are you running from, Taras?

Where's Filya's jalopy?

What?

Did you see the wheel? Where was it going?

Over there.

They won't let you ride?

Pashka, stop!

- Did you see that thing? - It's at the shop.

Are you coming on Saturday? We're playing with Kirovsky factory.

Taras got hungry!

Filya!

What's wrong with you, Taras?

Have you lost your mind?

- Gypsy? - Gypsy, who else?

He's overworked.

It's a hard work, he gets exhausted.

- So... - What?

Filya's gone to a friend, left the wheel to me. And I like riding!

Got it, General?

Did you call me?

- Where's Ivan Zakharovich? - Come in. I'm instead of him.

Listen, Rynda won't write the application.

Nevermind. There's my testimony and Chaschin's confession.

You don't say!

Chaschin told me he was made to give false evidence.

In fact, he did nothing of the sort.

He did it alright.

You're getting older, pressuring people quite often.

You caused the heart attack

to the hotel manager.

Forgot already?

Shame!

Ink remembers everything.

You made the respected specialist,

the projectionist slander himself.

I wonder what to do with you?

The guy just got on the right track -

got married, got a job.

Does it mean you want to send him to prison again?

Because of some nonsense?

The culprit must be punished.

That's all I want.

You're a good man, Rodion.

But too stubborn.

No, I get it.

I see, I have no choice.

I repeat my question: Seva, are you an idiot?

The last thing you could do is to turn around and run away!

I was frightened.

He was staring with that smile,

and I got scared!

I don't know,

what he knows and what he doesn't know?

What can be said, what can not?

Yura,

what should I do?

Thank God!

You didn't have to tarry in prison.

- Can I spend the night? - No problem, Chalice!

Glasha is going to work now.

Not now!

I've just started cooking.

Don't worry, Chalice, won't kick you out.

Listen, why do you command here?

I'm gonna be a housewife soon, get used to it.

What about Snake? Can you put in a word for me?

Shut your pie hole!

Don't you bark at me!

- Go to hell! - You're the first to eat!

I'm gonna cut her tongue!

She'll still be pretty but silent!

So what?

Will you get me to Snake?

Why? I have to know.

I won't live in the same town with Rynda.

Musa, I want no blood,

but there's no other way.

If he wants to live, he must go away.

- What Snake has to do with it? - It's his buddy, so talk to him.

Why are you silent?

I'm thinking why do you need it?

I asked for their help when Trofim was lost.

I owe them.

Let me walk you. There are roots there - you can stumble in the dark.

Masha, you're my guiding light! What would I do without you?

Guiding light indeed! Taras, you have guests!

Are you sleeping?

Dozed off.

Let's discuss it tomorrow!

I'd like to sleep.

What a shame to sleep in the barn. Go inside! What would our guest think?

The guest thinks nothing and is leaving. Have a rest, I'll come tomorrow!

Bye.

I can understand Chalice. Everyone knows the reason he swiped Rynda for.

One of them will have to leave.

Grisha!

Musa, let's go and refresh your drink?

Have a talk, I won't bother you.

I'd like to ask you.

- Marta told me she lives with you. - Who? Ah, Glasha!

- Don't listen to her! - Wait. Does she work or not?

She took a day off today, but actually...

So tell her when she'll go to work. Sultry girl!

Alright, Thrush, I'll tel her.

She's not mine. We can share her!

If not today, then tomorrow I'll lay him to rest.

This town is too small for the two of us.

Why didn't you kill him at once?

I didn't have time.

That policeman burst in waving his gun.

Maybe it's for the best.

I could be in the prison now.

Who's gonna take care of Dasha and the child?

You're strange, Chalice.

If my woman would spread her legs in front of somebody...

It's not about her,

it's about children.

So, do you take me instead of Rynda?

That's not for me to decide.

- Why is it so dark, uncle Pasha? - We save electricity.

Uncle Pasha is coming soon.

I'm here for you.