All language subtitles for Chernobyl - 1x04 - The Happiness of All Mankind_BluRay_1h04m59s

It's time to go.

Did you hear me?

This is an evacuation. You understand?

You have to come with me.

Why?

Because they told me,
so now I'm telling you.

Everyone in this village, everyone.

It's not safe here.
There's radiation in the air.

What's wrong with you?

Do you know how old I am?

I don't know. Old.

I'm 82.

I've lived here my whole life.

Right here, that house, this place.

What do I care about safe?

I have a job.

Don't cause trouble.

Trouble?

You're not the first soldier
to stand here with a gun.

When I was 12, the revolution came.

Czar's men. Then Bolsheviks.

Boys like you marching in lines.

They told us to leave. No.

Then there was Stalin and his famine,

the Holodomor.

My parents died.
Two of my sisters died.

They told the rest of us to leave.

No.

Then the Great War.

German boys. Russian boys.

More soldiers,
more famine, more bodies.

My brothers never came home.

But I stayed, and I'm still here.

After all that I have seen,

so I should leave now,

because of something
I cannot see at all?

No.

Just one moment!

It's time to go.

Please stand up now.

This is your last warning.

It's time to go.

Come on.

Point four.

Point six.

Fifteen.

Legasov.

I'll meet him there.

The atom
is a humbling thing.

It's not humbling, it's humiliating.

Why is the core still exposed
to the air?

Why have we not already covered it up?

We want to,
but we can't get close enough.

The debris on the roof is graphite
from the core itself.

Until we can push it off the roof
back into the reactor,

it'll kill anyone who gets near it.

You can see
the roof is in three levels.

We've named them.
The small one here is Katya.

1,000 roentgen per hour.

Presume two hours of exposure
is fatal.

The one on the side, Nina.

2,000 roentgen. One hour, fatal.

We used remote-control bulldozers
in Afghanistan.

Too heavy. They'd fall right through.

So then...

Moon rovers.

Lunokhod STR-1 's. They're light.

And if we line them with lead,
they can withstand the radiation.

We couldn't put a man on the moon.

At least we can keep a man off a roof.

That is the most
important thing, General.

Under no circumstances
can men go up there.

Robots only.

What about this large section here?

Masha.

12,000 roentgen.

If you were to stand there
in full protective gear

head-to-toe for two minutes,

your life expectancy
would be cut in half.

By three minutes,
you're dead within months.

Even our lunar rovers
won't work on Masha.

That amount of gamma radiation
penetrates everything.

The particles literally shred
the circuits in microchips apart.

If it's more complicated
than a light switch,

Masha will destroy it.

It would be fair to say that

that piece of roof
is the most dangerous place on Earth.

So, what do we do?

That's what we wanted to ask you.

Tent 181?

It's all right. It's free.

It's a little early.

Bacho.

Pavel.

- Yeah?
- Mmm.

What unit were you in?

They had me in motor pool in Kiev,
but then they...

Not this bullshit. In Afghanistan.

Oh. Oh, I am...

I wasn't in Afghanistan.

I'm not in the military.

They're running out of men.

Showers. Food.

Those guys, they dig up the ground.

Those guys, they cut down trees.

Those guys, they evacuate people,
I think, like villagers.

What about them?

I don't know them. Fuck them.

Janek!

- What do you want?
- Give me an egg basket.

- No. I've only got the one...
- Give me the fucking basket!

He's with me. You understand?
Nobody fucks with him.

We make these from lead scrap.

- Put it on under your balls.
- Now?

No, no. You can wait
until the radiation gives you a cunt.

Yes, now.

Over your clothes. Fucking shit.

- You ever go hunting?
- No.

Well, today's your lucky day.

You, me, that ugly Armenian
in the tent, Garo,

we do animal control.

Animal control?

Yeah, they're radioactive,
so they have to go.

But it's not hard.
They're mostly pets.

They're happy to see you.
They run right up to you.

Bang!

You load the bodies on a truck,

dump them in a pit,
bury them in concrete,

and then we drink.

As much vodka as you want,

plus 1,000 rubles.

Let's go get you a gun.

Yes?

I need to see the following documents.
They're listed as "permission only."

I'm working for the Central Committee.

Comrade?

She can have that one.

Thank you, Comrade.

- All clear.
- Bring up the cameras.

- Signal?
- Acceptable.

Running on board diagnostics.

Tell me when
we're ready to move it.

To think that's what we put
on the moon.

Well, not that one.

I know not that one.

This rover was in storage.
They can build two more.

That should cover Nina and Katya.

And Masha?

The Central Committee
have informed me

that they may have found something
that could work up there.

- From the outside.
- American?

Of course not.

It's a German police robot.

But West German,
so, as you can imagine,

that wasn't
an easy conversation to have.

Diagnostics complete.
Ready to engage main power and motor.

Begin.

Can we move it?

Valery, what's that? A smile?

I see your condition
has improved, Comrade Dyatlov.

No. Leave.

I need your help.

Akimov initiated AZ-5.

- When you gave the order...
- Order? What order?

Toptunov called it out,
Akimov pressed it.

It was the only
good decision they made.

Incompetent morons.

Can you confirm
that the reactor exploded

after they attempted to shut it down?

How do I even know it exploded, huh?

I found this in the state archive.

Written in 1976.

It's about the operation

of RBMK reactors
under extreme conditions.

So?

The names of the authors
have been redacted,

and two pages have been removed.

Well, the State must protect
its secrets, Comrade.

Do you dare suggest otherwise?

They made a mistake.

They didn't redact
the table of contents.

The missing pages apparently refer

to a positive void coefficient
and AZ-5.

Does that mean anything to you?

What are you after here?
Why are you asking me this?

You worked with this reactor.
You know it better than I do.

So everything's my fault, then?

Is that what this is?

I'm not here to blame you.
I'm here to find out what happened.

And whether you realize it or not,

I'm your best chance
to avoid a bullet.

Can you help me or not?

I have no idea
what would have gone here.

Void coefficients
have nothing to do with AZ-5.

There. Now you can go.

- You're not even curious?
- What for?

You think the right question
will get you the truth?

There's no truth.

Ask the bosses whatever you want
and you'll get the lie.

And I will get the bullet.

I only have two rules.

One.

Don't point this gun at me.
That's easy, right?

You can point it
at this piece of shit.

I don't give a fuck. Never me.

Two.

If you hit an animal
and it doesn't die,

keep shooting until it does.

Don't let them suffer,

or I'll kill you. Understand?

I mean it.

I've killed a lot of people.

Good. Then we're ready.

Once we start, they'll run inside
where they feel safe.

So we go door to door.

Okay?

Good.

Hey!

Do your job. Door to door.

Go. Go.

Go away. Go!

Don't let them suffer.

Sorry. Sorry.

You're dragging that to the truck.

You gonna eat?

Drink.

Again.

Look...

This happens to everyone
their first time.

Normally when you kill a man.

But for you, a dog.

So what? There's no shame in it.

You remember your first time, Garo?

My first time, Afghanistan.

We were moving through a house,

and suddenly a man was there
and I shot him in the stomach.

Yeah, that's a real war story.

There are never any good stories
like in the movies. They're shit.

A man was there, boom, stomach.

I was so scared,
I didn't pull the trigger again

for the rest of the day.

I thought, "Well, that's it, Bacho.

"You put a bullet in someone.

"You're not you anymore.

"You'll never be you again."

But then you wake up the next morning,
and you're still you.

And you realize

that was you all along.

You just didn't know.

"The happiness of all mankind."

What?

"Our goal is the happiness
of all mankind."

Yeah.

I'm happy.

I'm happy every day.

All right.

Back to work.

Come on.

It's here.

All right.

Get over. Right, hang on.

Easy now. Careful.

Hold it!

Joker.

It's what the Germans
named it. "Joker."

Is it ready?

It's ready.

Good signal.

Cameras.

Motors.

Motors, good. Signals, good.

All right, let's take this easy.

Forward one meter, reverse one meter.

Forward one.

Germans.

Reverse one.

Did you lose the signal?

It's not the signal. It's the vehicle.

It's dead.

Shit.

Of course, I know they're listening!

I want them to hear!
I want them to hear it all!

Do you know what we're doing here?

Tell those idiots what they have done!

I don't give a fuck!

Tell them! Go tell them! Ryzhkov!

Go tell them he's a joke!

Tell fucking Gorbachev!

Tell them!

The official position of the State

is that a global nuclear catastrophe
is not possible in the Soviet Union.

They told the Germans

that the highest detected level
of radiation was 2,000 roentgen.

They gave them the propaganda number.

That robot was never going to work.

We need a new phone.

What if we don't clear it?

We have to clear it.

If we don't clear the roof,
we can't build a cover over it.

If we can't cover it,
that's 12,000 roentgen.

Nearly twice the radiation
from the Hiroshima bomb.

- Every hour, hour after hour...
- I know, I know, I know.

What about lead?

We could... I don't know.

We could melt it and pour it
from above, like a coating.

First of all, we've already used

most of the lead we had...

There's lead sheeting
around the instruments

in the other reactor buildings.

The soldiers are stripping it
for their armor.

Are you serious?

Even if, we're still talking
about boiling metal in a helicopter.

And it's lead, Boris.
It'll weigh a ton.

What if we shoot the graphite
into the hole?

We've got high-caliber bullets,
exploding bullets.

They wouldn't just ricochet,
they'd push...

You wanna shoot exploding bullets
at an exposed nuclear reactor?

- Well...
- No, no.

Let's go light that roof back on fire.

It was so easy
to put out the first time.

What are we talking about here?

We need another robot.

One that can withstand the radiation.

I've asked. There is nothing.

The Americans?

If the Americans had
that kind of technology,

do you really think
they'd give it to us?

And even if they would,

the Central Committee
would never stoop to ask.

You know it, I know it.

There are no robots.

Biorobots.

What was that?

We use biorobots.

Men.

A lot today.

Where do they get their food?

They eat the chickens.

Then they eat each other.

Door to door.

Pavel?

Pavel!

You don't hear me? I'm talking to you.

Fuck.

Just go outside.

Go.

Comrade soldiers,

the Soviet people have had
enough of this accident.

They want us to clean it up,

and we have entrusted you
with this serious task.

Because of the nature
of the working area,

you will each have no more
than 90 seconds to solve this problem.

Listen carefully
to each of my instructions,

and do exactly as you have been told.

This is for your own safety
and the safety of your comrades.

You will enter Reactor Building Three.

Climb the stairs, but do not
immediately proceed to the roof

When you get to the top, wait inside,

behind the entrance to the roof
and catch your breath.

You will need it for what comes next.

This is the working area.
We must clear the graphite.

Some of it is in blocks,

weighing approximately
40 to 50 kilograms.

They all must be thrown
over the edge here.

Watch your comrades
moving fast from this opening,

then turning to the left,
and entering the workspace here.

Take care not to stumble.

There's a hole in the roof
Take care not to fall.

You will need to move quickly,
and you will need to move carefully.

Do you understand your mission
as I have described it?

Yes, Comrade General.

These are the most important
90 seconds of your lives.

Commit your task to memory,
then do your job.

It's time to go.
After 90 seconds, I will ring a bell.

When you hear it, return immediately,
drop your shovels in the bin,

and proceed down the hallway
for decontamination.

Above all, while on the roof,
throw your debris over the rail.

Do not look over the rail.
Is that clear?

Very well. On my mark. Ready. Go.

Whoa!

Comrade soldier.

You're done.

Time to go.

Oi! Your glove!

Mommy! Mommy!

Sorry for all this.

But we needed to speak to you
somewhere without...

They're going to put
Dyatlov on trial,

and Bryukhanov and Fomin.

We're going to be asked
to give expert testimony,

all three of us.

But that's...

Before that happens...

The Central Committee
is sending Legasov to Vienna.

It's the headquarters
of the International Atomic...

Atomic Energy Agency.
Yeah, I know what's in Vienna.

What are they asking you to do?

Tell the world what happened.

Well, then you'd better
know what happened.

I've constructed a timeline,
minute by minute.

Second by second in some places.

Every decision, every button push,
every turn of a switch.

And? Are they guilty?

Yes.

Of gross incompetence,
violation of safety regulations,

recklessness beyond belief.

But the explosion? I'm not sure.

What do you mean, you're not sure?

I've analyzed the data.

Toptunov was telling the truth.

They shut the reactor down,
and then it exploded.

I think
this article may have the answer,

but two pages have been removed.

You've seen this before.

Please, believe me when I tell you

that I had no idea
it could cause an explosion.

- None of us knew.
- None of you knew what?

In 1975, at an RBMK reactor
in Leningrad,

a fuel channel ruptured.
The operators pressed AZ-5,

but instead of the power
going down immediately,

for a brief moment, it went up.

How is that possible?

Well, this was the very question posed
by a colleague of mine named Volkov.

He's the one who wrote this article.

When an RBMK reactor runs
at low power,

it's notoriously unstable.

Prone to swings in reactivity.

Under normal circumstances,
the control rods

- can compensate for that.
- Under normal circumstances.

The Chernobyl staff stalled
the reactor during the test.

They pulled
almost all the control rods out

to bring the power back up.

This is what Volkov learned
from Leningrad.

If the boron control rods
are completely withdrawn

from the reactor,
when they're put back in,

the first thing
that enters the core isn't boron.

It's graphite.

The control rods have graphite tips
that displace water and steam.

So the reactivity doesn't go down.
It goes up dramatically.

Why on earth
would they press that button?

They didn't know.

Volkov warned the Kremlin,

10 years ago.

But there could be no doubt
about the supremacy

of the Soviet nuclear industry.

Oh.

The KGB classified it
as a state secret.

When I saw
the reactor blown open,

I still didn't think
it could be this flaw in AZ-5.

Because the flaw will not lead
to an explosion

unless the operators have pushed
the reactor to the edge of disaster.

- So it is their fault?
- Yes.

But not only their fault.

No.

Is that
what you're going to say in Vienna?

You can't possibly be that naive.

There are 16 RBMK reactors
running in the Soviet Union right now.

We have to fix them.

The only way to do that
is to go public,

force the Central Committee
to take action.

What you're proposing
is that Legasov humiliate a nation

that is obsessed
with not being humiliated.

We can make a deal with the KGB.

You'll leave this information out
in Vienna,

and they quietly
let us fix the remaining reactors.

A deal with the KGB? And I'm naive.

They'll go after your family,
they'll go after your friends.

You have a chance
to talk to the world, Valery.

If that chance was mine...

But it isn't, is it?

I've known braver souls
than you, Khomyuk.

Men who had their moment
and did nothing.

Because when it's your life
and the lives of everyone you love,

your moral conviction
doesn't mean anything.

It leaves you.

And all you want at that moment
is not to be shot.

Do you know the name Vasily Ignatenko?

No.

He was a fireman.

He died two weeks after the accident.

I've been looking in on his widow.

She gave birth. A girl.

The baby lived for four hours.

They said the radiation
would have killed the mother,

but the baby absorbed it instead.

Her baby.

We live in a country

where children have to die
to save their mothers.

To hell with your deal.

And to hell with our lives.

Someone has to start
telling the truth.

Congratulations, comrades.

You are the last of 3,828 men.

You have performed
your duties perfectly.

I wish you good health and long life.

All of you are awarded
a bonus of 800 rubles.

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