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Some unknown firm

have blocked our shares in Kubanagro.

What a firm?

This is good news.

It is necessary to prepare an attack on all fronts.

That Kuba would have

a burning land under legs.

The fact of raider attack on JSC, controlled by Kuba,

causes interest.

What are you about, they found on his land-plot? Oil?

There's a reason to mark your promotion.

Can you gather people?

Maybe we'll deal by a good?

And you do shut your mouth, carrion! This is my land!

Shameful bitches!

Don't shoot!

Here're two millions.

It's a normal price for the land, which no more belongs to you.

I have two land-plots.

There is an oil on the first one, and is not on the second.

It can be alleged, that there's no oil on the area.

In my garage is a safe

with folder in it, full of dirty laundry

on a top authority in regions.

I'll say you the password.

I'll name the password, if you promise

to let me free after operation.

It's my term.

In no case, Kira should not know about my participation in operation.

- And no one other! - Good.

Besides that by your tip

my people spent time, money, efforts

for capturing of absolutely unnecessary land.

- I'll have very serious problems! - Don't scarce me.

I, unlike you, have nothing to lose. And I'll go up to the end.

Greetings. Sorry I'm late a bit.

It's okay, we'll wait.

It's okay, we'll wait.

Maybe explain, what the hell I was going to Abkhazia with Kira?

You haven't kept your promise. What to do me now with it?

You are about Kuba's detention?

I couldn't do anything.

The Centre cease the detention of the Crime Lords.

- Yes?- Yes.

And with which it concerns?

You want that, Kira will not learn nothing, don't it?

You wish, we were led you out off game without revealing?

I need a time for it, and rather more, than we assumed.

Though, there's an option, we can lead out you right now.

Make new papers, conduct through witness protection program.

Agree?

- Arthur, are you agree with this option? - No.

I'll marry on Kira.

Then, plan remains the same.

After the wedding, you and Kira

will go to travel in Europe or somewhere else.

During this time, we arrest Kubanian.

To Rezvov we give an opportunity of disappearing,

announce him in Federal search,

change data and send him in other department.

But you will remain clear.

What will be with Kuba?

Just don't be so outlasting for him, okay?

For you, before all, he's a crime lord.

And then, he's your future father-in-law.

And more: when it cames into your heads

to stand up for him under bullets,

remember, who you really are and whose orders you do!

What will be with Kuba?

All depends on him,

on his wish to collaborate.

It's all. Wait for farther assignments. Later on.

SERGEY GAZAROV

YAGLYTCH

GURAM BABLISHVILI

SOFIA TOROSYAN

KARINA RAZUMOVSKAYA

ANATOLIY OTRADNOV

DIRECTOR TIMUR ALPATOV

SCREENWRITERS OLEG KERENTSEV NELLY VYSOTSKAYA

LINE PRODUCER OLEG PIGANOV

PRODUCER ALEXEY MOISEEV DAVID DISHDISHYAN

UNDERCOVER

New life in new house

as in order,

and it's right.

ARTISTIC DIRECTOR YURI USTINOV

How?

COMPOSER IGOR BABAEV

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER BAGRAT CHALABIAN

Fantastics!

It's not all.

It's so called "Clever House".

In a week a systemwill be switched on,

where will be entered all the devices in this house.

Can be run by internet,

phone, as you want.

Let's say, for example, you are driving home and want a coffee.

So give a task to coffee-boiler

to get ready a coffee.

You come in and coffee is ready.

So that's it.

Now this house is yours.

Use it, look around.

Father, thank you so much.

Thank you.

All of it, sure, is nothing.

The main is to be happy in this house.

Come here.

See, what a wonderful?

We with you are, as if on the peak of the world.

Yes, it's nice.

But it's your world, Kira.

Arthur, what happens with you last time?

Everything is fine, really.

But I see that something's wrong!

You don't want a wedding?

Let's cancel.

Go somewhere.

You don't want nothing at all?

I want

- To be with you, Kira. - Well, then be, please!

Honey,

don't worry, that father makes such gifts.

But it's just gifts!

Honey, well, he just gives them away.

He's adopted you in family, Arthur,

Adopted truly.

I do see, I know him.

Rarely he relates so to somebody.

Not because you and I are together,

and not because I'm expecting your baby.

Honey,

you deserve it.

But if not?

He could have made a mistake, right?

I couldn't either.

Please.

MOSCOW. RESTAURANT GAMARJOBA.

Wait there.

Greeting.

How do you do?

Thank you.

- Make yourself at home. - Thank you.

Please sit down.

Will you eat, master?

Not, yet.

- Bring a hookah with apple tobacco. - Very well.

Quickly! Make hookah with apple tobacco. Patron's come in.

Good.

Something else?

- It's all right. - Full well.

TBILISI. REVAZ'S LODGING.

(speaks Georgian)

Patron?

Patron?

Security!

Call Emergency!

Doctor, hurry up!

Call!

Doctor!

Hello, Baryk Carkisovich.

Hello, Arthur.

Sit down.

It's interesting, familiar faces, look at.

Two days ago, by strange circumstances,

died Georgian businessman

Gia Tsiklauri.

Owner of the restaurant network of Caucasian kitchen.

As it becomes known, he was poisoned by the vapors

of radioactive isotope of polonium 210.

Enemy should not be remained alive.

I wouldn't personally experience an episode again,

which was at the birthday in restaurant.

- Where did polonium come from? - Money!

Driving force.

And then, all is well worked.

All the points are switched on FSB.

The reporters will expand all this, come up with a name themselves.

Do you feel good?

Normally.

You know,

before the wedding

with Kira's mother, I was worried too.

At a stag-party was so drunk, that don't remember even until now.

I loved her very much.

I think, this feeling's

given only once.

Those, who says more,

don't believe them, they simply don't understand in it nothing.

Arthur.

you'll be fine with Kira.

- Hello, Oleg, have you found him? - I found your Italian.

- All okey with him? - He sits here alone. Don't worry.

- Okay, Kira, bye. Recall you. - Thank you.

Stop boozing.

Everyone is looking for you.

So I'm so irreplaceable.

Drink.

I don't want.

I don't want, too,

but will.

I need to turn my brain off.

But you have already turned them off.

Not to the end.

But I need to the end, so I don't have to think, fuck, about anything.

Because, when I think I've got in which problems, I want to die!

- What are you shouting? - For me, here you are all.

For me, here you are all, understood?

For which dick I need that Khromov?

What he will do to me? Resign?

With pleasure. Let them!

I'll be only glad!

What he has imagined of himself?

What if I tell Kuba everything?

Will crumb for an operation?

Listen, Oleg, isn't it a good idea?

And then let Khromov disentangle everything!

Rather he is always in chocolate!

- Will you calm down? - What calm down?

What calm down!

You, what, defend him?

Who is he for you?

- Own father? - Will you shut up?

Fuck off!

(speaks Armenian)

Fuck off all!

All bitches.

Bastards, weenies.

All weenies.

Bastards, weenies.

The end?

Got vapor out?

Yes.

What would you do if you was in my place?

On your place?

I don't know what to do on my own.

I'm not an good adviser.

You think it's so easy

to jail a father of beloved woman?

And then to live with her, as if nothing happened.

Okay, say her.

Go, tell her everything!

If I tell her - it's over.

Completely all the end.

I don't want to lose her, Oleg.

Kira, our future child.

First time in my life know, why I live.

But out of it isn't easier.

Well, what's so important in these documents, justifying our risk?

This is not about you at all!

Your task - to take copies.

Analysts will work with data.

What plans do you have on Italian?

What are your plans about Italian? With him everything is fine.

Will repeat fate of Sergei Kauzova,

who married a daughter of Aristotle Onassis.

Even without 300 hectares, captured by raiders,

Kira will be fabulously rich.

So Italian merry an oil-princess. Well done!

I'm very interested to know,

from where you are aware of the captured from Kuba area's size of

300 hectars?

I saw figures in docs, which Sonya brought.

But it's impossible.

Because, before rapport sending, I changed figures

in geological reports.

- How? It's you? - Yes, I'm.

I made area Kubanagro as oil-bearing.

It's me!

And I increased up to 450 hectars.

For what dick you did it?

To found out a real square of area could only several ones:

raiders, when received Registry ID

and one else man, which covered and poured them information.

So, you know, I talk about you.

And what? Will arrest me?

Is that why you called me here?

Sure, I understand that you work not only in FSB's interests.

But up to such a rank?

Well done, that has guessed out.

Yeah, you really screwed me.

Okay.

- You are in a share now. - Share? I don't play in such affairs!

In which affairs, Oleg?

I've a task:

to arrest Kuba and eliminate Maikop's group.

I will do it and I'll earn some money!

Whom I'll do bad? Whom I steal?

The State? No fucking way!

State will not receive Kuba's oil-dollars,

as ends are in off-shores.

And then think: how we will be thanked by this very State?

By medal? Charter?

We risk too much, but receive too a bit back.

Such a chance mustn't be elapsed.

Oleg,

I don't quit my people.

After operation's completion

you, and me, and Alla, we all will be in chocolate.

Thanks, I don't like a sweet.

Captain Rezvov!

Captain Rezvov, I remind,

you are on a task

and obliged to execute orders of superiors.

For non-obedience of orders you can be sued to tribunal. Is that clear?

- Yes, sir! Permission to go? - Permitted!

This talk will remain between us!

Italian isn't recommended to know it.

He is out of it on the edge of falling.

Will do foolishnesses - will damage life.

Of course, it's your right to damage his life!

Not complicate anything, Oleg!

But I don't promise it.

Then I no promise you guarantees of security to your girlfriend from Krasnodar!

What is her name? Vera, think.

Why are you looking at me?

Who works bad? I'm or you with Atalyanz?

Those you, who up to ears fell in love during the task. You made them up!

You involved them in your games!

Who risked by their life? You!

It's not professional, Captain Rezvov!

Not professional and that stupid!

Operation goes on.

Everything runs its own.

Dismissed.

So, here will be buffer-table,

there will stand cocktail tables.

- There? - Here and on the veranda.

And everything will hang here,

garlands hang on trees surely too.

Look. At a gate should be two fighters,

for check of passing in cars.

Is a list ready?

Ready.

It becomes 15 points. Only close people.

Good. On the parking one is enough.

And before the wedding site - two, for check of invitations.

And the rest along the rear perimeter.

Cooks and waiters will come to eight in the morning,

and begin to set tables, flatware, cover all.

- And these? - Musicians?

Musicians will also be.

They will approach to 10 in the morning, they will have sound-check.

- What is it? - Well, tune the instruments.

Okay.

Congratulations!

- Congratulations! - Be happy!

Congratulations!

Congratulations!

Let God give you

happyness, love.

live in friendship, in peace, in consent.

And lots of kids,

I love them.

Come on, my beauty.

Thank you father!

I will go home, will meet guests.

Okay?

Come on, Arthur!

- Come on, dear! - God bless you!

Champagne!

Come on!

For happiness!

Well, a bit to the left.

Who hasn't taken a picture yet?

You snapped? Let's go! Then go over.

- Kira, I'll step back for a second. - Okay, just for a little while?

Okay.

What does here Alla?

Khromov goes to the Kubanians villa.

Why?

He wanted to talk with him tete-a-tete, still you are making photo here.

- And recruit him right now. - Bitch!

I think so too.

But Khromov has the same pretext -

we are on mission, we are obliged to fill orders.

I was made to call to Security chief

to be him let on territory.

He gave a word.

Bastard.

So, my friends, nobody goes nowhere.

Let's drink it to the end. Now we go farther.

What I should do now?

Here's invitation. I'm on wedding.

Hello.

- Thank you for coming. - Thank you.

- So, what? - Congratulation.

Hello.

Barik! Hello, darling!

Congratulations!

- Congratulations! - Beautiful bride!

Sonya, congratulations, dear.

Rimmochka, you look good!

Yana.

Let's pay an attention.

- Yes? - Pin-code I'll say latter.

- Thank you. - Waiting for the newlyweds?

What's up, girls?

For the young ones.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Don't worry!

- Father. - Hi.

Please.

So!

Barik Sarkisovich, hello.

I congratulate you with the wedding of your daughter.

- I'm Arthur's friend, President's administration. - Yes.

Oh, I see.

Ivan Petrovich, President's administration. Gratified.

You know, I've to you business suggestion.

Might you grant me several minutes?

A bit later, please, now I have

a lot of guests.

You know, I'm afraid, the newlyweds will come then,

it'll not be about me at all.

Moreover I have to fly away in several hours.

May be we pass to your cabinet.

On the second floor.

Okay, let's go.

Hello, guys! Is everything okay?

Wellcome!

"About us nobody writes, nobody no word even hears."

Let' go girls, get out!

Believe me,

I have not a wish to kill you, mister Kubanyan.

Simply I'd like to make a suggestion.

- With gun in arm? - But I have no another option.

Check him.

Empty.

Table and drawers.

Some sweet!

Now it's clear.

- Let's sit? - Listen, you,

President's administration.

Who are you, that behave like a host in my home?

FSB's Colonel Khromov.

Straight away alert you from stupid actions.

Here's a sanction on your detention and house-check.

All approaches to villa are blocked.

Elite force fighter are waiting for only the launch of storm.

A great gift for the wedding.

Move!

- Smola, come on, drive! - Is everyone ready?

Follow me, as loco!

Let's go!

The best moment can't be found,

as your daughter is getting merry for Arthur Atalyanz,

senior Lieutenant of state security,

my subordinate.

Do you want me to believe that?

Sure.

Otherwise you don't trust him a password from the safe,

where you keep your dossier.

So, friends!

But now newlyweds. Meet them!

Come on!

Congratulations!

The penetration operation of officers Rezvov and Atalyanz was realizing

under the personal control

of the FSB's Central Administrative Board Senior.

And acknowledges as successful,

after you inform Arthur the safe's password,

having provided an access

to dossier on those,

who, from your words,

is at the manger of power in region.

Isn't it?

Barik Sarkisovich,

you've handed over your protectors.

After this, you are not a tenant of the region.

But, there is always a choice.

Which?

To rewrite on "office" the oil area?

Oh, no. FSB does not lead commercial affairs.

We have quite other concerns.

We defend Motherland.

Yes, I've read about somewhere.

I repeat:

first of all, we are interested in documentation from your safe.

And we can get it by two ways.

First one.

I make an order for storm.

All the guests are forced to fall facedown,

daughters celebration is damaged.

Second.

You make a writing concent, about collaboration with FSB

and quietly go on to celebrate wedding to the end.

Of course, I'll take the dossier in both options.

As I know a password.

Whatever gives you idea,

that I said to Atalyanz a right password?

It's correct.

Barik Sarkisovich, correct.

So?

- Now, gor'ko (rus. bitter)! - Gor'ko!

Gor'ko!

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven!

So, if I choose second option, what then?

Then everybody will be happy.

We will take dossier,

you stay with your oil plot, we don't pretend on it.

And, of course, without any disclosure.

You go on living as did.

To use your weight in crime cycles,

to keep an oil-business,

to nurse grandchildren.

Think about Kira. She loves Arthur.

How it will be for her to learn the truth?

All in all,

it was Arthur, who rescued you from the killers' bullets.

Though, nobody gave him such an order.

And in that moment, he defended not Crime Lord Kuba,

but a father of his woman.

What the guarantee of safety for me and my family.

Full security and protection for your family.

I guarantee it at 100%.

You are?

"Office" guarantees.

Let's go.

- Don't be silly. - Yes, come on.

arefully, Barik Sarkisovich, I do have said without stupidities.

Yura.

Look, I'm sorry, I'll be right back.

Excellent.

Excellent, Barik Sarkisovich.

Haven't I said that my suggestion is advantageous for everybody.

And, to deny it would be a big mistake.

Hi, father. How soon are you?

Hello.

Father, there Kira and Arthur have come. Won't you meet them?

Kostick, I've an important conversation.

Say to Kira, I'll be in ten minutes.

- Call for Arthur to me. - Sure.

- Arthur! - Uncle Sergo.

- Congratulations! - Thank you.

- Uncle Sergo! - Thank you.

Thank you.

Right choice.

Care of each other.

- Thank you. - Arthur, Kira, congratulations!

- Be happy! - Ruben, huge mercy.

I do asked.

Uncle Sergo asked to come with him.

Tigran!

Sister?

There father is busy a bit, an important conversation.

In ten minutes will be free.

Arthur he asked you to him. He is in garage.

Kostya.

What a garage?

It's all right, I'll bring him in now.

Okay?

Arthur!

Kira.

Yana, hello.

Thank you for invitation. Everything is so festive, great.

Thank you for your coming.

Yana,

remember when we were a little,

we'd promised to each other,

as even though we'd live on the different parts of Earth,

- In spite of it, we'd enjoy... - ... each other's wedding.

But, geography, Kira, didn't become the most difficult issue

from the problems of older life. Yes?

But in any case, I congratulate you, Kira,

and wish you were happy.

Really.

And I'm sorry for everything.

Yana, of course. Peace?

Yes, peace.

Excellent!

Splendid!

Come in Arthur.

Here, we are talking with your father-in-law

about your future.

Barik Sarkisovich mercifully agree to collaborate with us.

On the exchange of guarantee of your safety.

Your and Kira.

Forces have not to be necessary.

An assault won't be. Occasion isn't damaged.

It remains several formalities.

And, again, at festive table.

Yura.

Barick Sarkisovich, please, rewrite this text by your hand

and put signature and date.

And at table.

I, Kubanyan Barik Sarkisovich,

oblige to collaborate in voluntary

with organs of State Security

Now you see,

nothing awful.

You Arthur,

promised to make Kira happy, remember?

Dear all, I like you very much.

I'd like that all were happy, were happy as me.

But bouquet is one.

You missed.

And I missed.

One, two, three.

Father!

Bitch!

Yura!

- Where did he get out a pistol?! - We have three hundredth.

We have three hundredth! Urgency. Commander's wounded!

- Where did he get out a gun, bitch? - I don't know.

Quickly!

Down!

Face to ground!

Papers.

No!

No!

Not, let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Don't!

- Documents. - Here.

It's all here.

- Ambulance! Call for ambulance! - Go ahead!

Comrade Colonel.

Wait.

Hold up, Sonya.

Hold up.

It's forbidden.

I'm his wife and will go with.

Not wounded?

Khromov's heavy.

Seems, can't get through.

He have received wanted.

His plan's worked out.

What know?

I've sent a request in Centre

Appointments will come.

And you think, that will change something?

I don't think Khromov cares anymore.

May say, he's got luck.

And I...

I don't care either.

- Oleg. - Need not.

Get out.

Run.

Run!