Original subtitles

SUBTITLES: O.SUSLINA, K.FREGER, L.NESTERENKO

TENSE MUSIC

EXPRESSIVE SONG IN ENGLISH

PHONE RINGS

-Matvey!

Damn!

Get up!

-Mom, I'm getting up...

-What mom? You think I'm going to do your secretarial work for you?

secretarial work?!

PHONE KEEPS RINGING

Yes? Yes, this is me.

Yes, that's right, it's me.

Where are you?

They'll come down for you now.

-I'm ready.

-Never mind, I'll come down myself. And you... tidy up a bit, or something.

We have a client.

And... comb your hair.

-Okay.

-Artyom Alexandrovich?

-What, you've already put my photo on the website?

Very nice to meet you. What's wrong with you?

-Are we starting the session right here?

Maybe you have an office?

-Of course, I do. A luxurious office for a respectable psychologist.

Documents?

Please.

You can start.

-There are people here.

-They don't care about you.

-Let's just say... Some people think I'm...

excessively aggressive.

[SCREAM]

-Cool!

-Listen, your website says you can get rid of any

problem in one session. Is that possible?

-In your case, it'll take a little more.

-Take it. -Thank you.

-You don't even know what's wrong with me yet.

-Valeria Sergeevna... you're going to a strange specialist,

who doesn't even have any recommendations. You find a sleepy guy

in slippers - and you still hope for help.

How many specialists were there before me?

-It's useless, no one could help me. I can't take it anymore.

You understand?

I'll either strangle someone, or myself.

-Hi.

-Please, come in.

And... make us some coffee.

Please, have a seat.

You see, Lera... uncontrolled aggression is a deep-seated issue.

First, we need to rule out the most common causes:

Increased fatigue and feelings of being unneeded.

In your situation, the best thing to do would be to change your pace of life,

basically, get enough sleep. And get support from those around you.

-What if I sleep great and I don't care about the opinions of others?

-When did you lose your virginity?

-What? -When was your first time? After 25?

-Are you serious right now? -Completely. The reason could be

in suppressed sexual activity.

-You haven't even listened to me. I haven't told you anything yet.

So what does my activity have to do with it?

-Lera, understand me correctly, formulating problems is my

job. And your job is to help me and answer the questions honestly.

I can see perfectly well what's wrong with you. Judging by your reaction, you haven't had sex in a long

time. And since you can't be called unattractive,

it's probably related to a traumatic neurosis about the loss of a partner.

So why did you break up?

-That's none of your business. -Not mine. It's yours.

For some reason, you're experiencing guilt that's making you

suppress your sexual libido, which in turn affects

your hormonal balance, which causes bouts of aggression.

-Are you implying that I need a man, not a psychologist?

Is that your professional opinion?

-Not exactly. A professional opinion will appear after

you tell me about your relationship with your ex.

And about why you broke up.

I see the status 'it's complicated', let's be more specific.

-I don't want to talk about it.

-Then goodbye. Come back when you're ready to pour out your soul.

-Here, I just don't know how much sugar to put in.

-No sugar for me, remember. -Okay.

-Is this instant coffee? -Yeah.

-But I like brewed coffee.

-Okay.

-Honey, your coffee. -Ah! Thank you.

-So... is this his website? -Uh-huh. Private practice,

can you imagine, he's already managed to open one. Delicious.

-But I want to assure you, I won't give up so easily

and I won't give you to some convict, even if he is your ex-husband.

Tell me... do I satisfy you in everything?

-Is there a reason to doubt it?

-Just say 'yes' or 'no'. -If in everything, then, I suppose... yes.

-Okay, good.

-Ouch! That hurts! -What?

-Are you crazy, what is that? Can you take it off?

-I just wanted to somehow spice up our...

Okay, forget it. I'm sorry, for God's sake, I'll get the key now.

Now... No, no, somewhere here. Now...

Sorry, just a moment, I'll bring it right away.

-Yes, of course, I'm not in a hurry.

KNOCKING

-Yeah! Hey, come on in. -Hi!

-Hey! -Still searching?

-Yeah. You were right. They're good, good, but...

I don't like gold diggers. What about this one, not bad, huh?

-Well, judging by the photo, she's not looking for a shack in paradise either.

By the way, about the rent. I'll try to give it to you at the end of the month.

-You know... where are you going? Stay as long as you need, I won't be poor.

-No-no-no, that's not how it works. I love you, of course,

but if I don't pay, it's no longer professional psychology,

but an orphanage. -Come on. Pay when you can.

No rush. Especially since we're a socially responsible firm,

we give discounts to criminals, everything's fine.

-Nice setup. What are you listening to? -Oh, nothing. It's just here for show.

More precisely, to maintain the image of a person with excellent taste.

Do you like it? -Uh-huh.

-Well, take it. -Really?

-Seriously. Why let it collect dust? Take it.

Just please don't turn it up too loud, you know, the clients

can get nervous. -Yeah, by the way.

I know the other tenants are already asking questions about me.

-Forget about it. -No, I'll solve this problem.

I think, in time, we'll get to know each other better, we'll be able to learn more about each other.

better. -What's going to happen in time?

Throw a little party, involve the whole floor.

-Good idea. Uh-huh.

-Wait a minute.

Was that manipulation just now? You tricked me into throwing a party, didn't you?

-And for records, and a record player. Are you against it?

-I don't care.

-So modest, huh? -Uh-huh.

-Dash... We need to leave now.

-Are you seriously going to this party? Why?

-You know how much I love you. You have nothing to fear with me,

and he definitely won't want to get punched in the face again.

-That's not the point. I just don't understand why we need to go there at all.

I think we've said everything we needed to say.

-Not everything. Not everything. You can deceive someone once, but you won't succeed a second time.

I saw him. And he definitely won't leave you alone that easily.

And I don't want to sit at work and think about him lurking

outside the door. -So what are you suggesting?

-Tell him 'goodbye'.

-Are you seriously dragging me there so I can tell him to go to hell in front of you?

-Don't do it for me. Do it for yourself.

RHYTHMIC MUSIC

-A solid setup for a solid psychologist.

-Oh! Thanks. -Cool dude.

-Thank you, darling. -Okay, let's...

-Congratulations!

-Thank you!

Matyush, take it. -Here you go...

-So, I understand it's your birthday today?

-Almost. I got out. Did my time from start to finish.

-He's joking. -I'm very happy for you.

-Excuse me.

-Excuse me, where are you going? You just got here.

-The workday isn't over yet. -Is this serious man with the beard -

your boss? -Correct.

-If he bullies you, complain to me right away - we'll sort it out, okay?

Are you here until six today? -Yes.

-Then I'll see you later. All the best! Well? Look, come on.

Amazing, right? -Well...

-Take a look, you know... from a mercenary point of view.

Dasha's here. -Wow! What a surprise!

Turn it down a little. Friends, a minute of your attention!

I want to introduce you to my guests. This is Dasha.

Oops! I'll be honest, when we first met her, it was...

wow!... -Here we go.

-Like a bright flash. Volodya, I understand how difficult it was for you

to make this decision. -Well, not that difficult.

-But I want to tell you that I'm proud of you.

Honestly. I've never been able to make this woman

do something she doesn't want to do. I have a toast! Pour, pour...

Matyush, for the guests, please. Everyone poured? Okay, attention, friends!

-Thank you. -I want to drink to Dasha,

who, despite everything, wasn't afraid to come here today.

Hooray! -Hooray!

-Hooray! -Clink, clink, clink...

And now, the main attraction of the evening! My ex-wife

will officially announce that we are no longer together and introduce

her new fiancé - Volodya. Please, Dasha, go ahead!

-Is it really necessary to make a circus out of this?

-I understand it was difficult, but you came.

Okay, I'll help. You can just list how I'm worse than the new

chosen one and how he's incomparably better.

-Really, why are you making a circus out of this?

-Everything's under control.

-Okay. I thought this could wait until the end of your celebration,

but if you insist - go ahead. -Uh-huh.

-I'm tired. -Uh-huh.

-I'm tired of living with a person who's willing to go to jail and spit

on our entire relationship just to prove to someone

that he's a cool psychologist.

If I had a choice, I would have confessed to anything

just to stay together.

-So, we're different people, Dasha.

So... And Vladimir?

He would never... do that.

-Imagine, never. -Is there anything else?

-I think that's enough.

-Then I congratulate you: there's no love in the motive.

So, you're using this wonderful in every way

man to make yourself forget about another person.

That's sublimation, Dasha. And a failed one.

-I think you need to get as drunk as you are to start understanding this nonsense, right?

-Volodya, I feel very sorry for you. But Dasha is a delicate woman,

she will never tell you that you were only needed as an attempt

to drown out the pain.

Friends, I feel very guilty towards this woman, and there's nothing I can

do about it.

I don't know how I would act now, but back then I really had

a chance to stay with the woman I loved, and I didn't take it.

Which I regret very much now.

Volodya, but you can't make her happy either.

But she can make you unhappy. I think she'll crack in about five years,

when you already have a couple of kids and joint... property.

-Enough, okay?

-Or will you have the guts to tell him sooner?

Maybe we shouldn't torture the guy, Dasha? -I apologize for addressing everyone like this...

I'm just addressing everyone. It just seemed to me that we have one person here

who thinks he's an X-ray. Come on, Artyom, let's hear you.

Do you think I'm suffering?

Dash...

-Well, well done. Friends, everything is fine, the celebration continues.

And the X-ray man's performance will be after a short break.

-Dash, wait! What? Did I go too far, didn't I?

I agree, we shouldn't have come here. -No, Volodya, it's not you, it's me.

You have nothing to do with it. It's me, Volodya, I'm sorry.

-What do you mean 'sorry'? 'Sorry, go to hell', right?

-Yes. Sorry and go to hell. -Great. And what has changed?

Saw him and desired him right away? What?

-Volodya, that man is a beast and a provocateur, and you are kind, reliable

and very good. But now he's right, I won't be able to live with you.

I just can't. It's unfair to you first and foremost.

-Dash, are you dumping me or what? Dasha...

Dasha, I do everything for you. You want renovations - here's renovations.

You want a vacation in Cyprus - here you go, a first-line hotel. Dash! Dash!

Dasha!

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

DOORBELL RINGS

-I already told you...

-Will you let me in?

-Do you think that by kicking Volodya out, I'll automatically come back to you,

like a trophy to be passed around?

-No. We kicked Volodya out for humanitarian reasons.

-So you took pity on me?

-Him. A person shouldn't live with someone who doesn't love them.

-I don't want to see either of you. Got it? Especially you.

-Mom... Who's that? -Coming, sweetie.

TENSE MUSIC

-Mom...

Mom...

Mom...

-Chief! Chief!

Artyom Alexandrovich! -Huh!

-Good morning! -Oh...

-Excuse me, there's a client here to see you... Valeria.

-What time is it? -Exactly ten.

-Listening. -It's Lera. We spoke yesterday.

We talked yesterday. -M! Decided to tell me your deepest secrets? That's good.

That's good. -Can we meet somewhere?

Just not in your office. -We can. But first, I want to know

why you broke up with your young or not-so-young man.

-Artyom Alexandrovich... -Oh!

Hello? Lera, are you there?

Hello! -If I tell you he dumped me,

will that be enough for you? -How, when, and why?

-The details won't tell you anything, believe me.

-Alright, let's meet somewhere... in three hours.

At a neutral location. I'll text you the address.

See you then!

So? Got a mission for a superhero.

-I'm ready. -Mm! Excellent coffee.

-Thanks. -Where'd you get it?

-I made it.

-Alright, the security downstairs has a copy of her passport.

Send it to Dan, he'll pass it to the cops, they'll check the address.

Your job is to find out as much as possible about her ex.

-And how am I supposed to find that out?

-Like any secret information - through the concierge.

-Am I supposed to bribe her?

-I doubt that'll work. Pity and curiosity work much better.

Don't forget to buy flowers.

Go up to the floor, then come down looking disappointed.

-Hello...

-Show me a disappointed look.

Bad. Practice some more in front of the mirror. -Okay.

-Sit down. And when they ask you...

-Which apartment were you asking for? Number 12?

-Yeah. -Looking for Lera? She's not here.

-I see. Never mind, I'll wait. -Oh my, he's so young!

A kid. -Does that matter?

-I don't care. Maybe it's a good thing. How long can she be

alone, without a suitor?

-Tell me, has she been... alone for long?

-Hello! -Hello!

-Hello! What would you like to order? -Coffee, please.

Black, no sugar.

So, tell me about him. -He's...

He's a good man. Complicated, but good. I love him very much.

Is there anything else you need to know? TEXT

-Something very important. -I don't know what it is.

TEXT

-But I do. -You do?

-Uh-huh. -Then surprise me.

-I don't think so. I'm sure you're aware that your beloved has died.

And you absolutely don't have to consider this fact your

property. Sooner or later, it happens to all couples.

And in your case, the death of your partner makes the task much easier.

-What task are you talking about? -To create a new emotional

connection, it's crucial to break the previous one. And the death of a partner...

is a great reason. -Do you find this amusing?

-No. I consider it important. Our goal is to make sure that

when you remember him, you feel not pain, but a light sadness,

that won't interfere with your life with someone else.

-Good afternoon. -Hello.

-Are you here to see Artyom Alexandrovich? -When will he be back?

-He's out, but I can make an appointment for you. -I think he'll see me without an appointment.

Please call him and tell him his father is here.

-Okay.

-He's wonderful, he loves me very much.

-Loved.

-Yes, loved. He achieved everything... VIBRATING CALL

...but he still wanted to go... -Excuse me, please.

Hello. He's here? Great. Keep him there as long as you can.

Tell him I'll be there any minute. Uh-huh.

-Are you in a hurry? -No, on the contrary. Please, continue.

-He also adored the theater.

He really liked all that. No, 'liked' isn't the right word.

He... I don't know if I should tell you this...

We even had our first time at the theater. -Sex?

-Do you need details? -Of course.

-Where are you going? Are you crazy?

We were at a premiere and snuck out during the second act.

-Don't be afraid.

Come on...

-I've never even thought about anything like this before.

-Did you like it? -Yes. It was cool.

We even repeated it somehow later. Maybe three times or so.

And... I feel with him... I feel safe with him.

-Felt. Past tense.

-Yes, thank you for reminding me.

-You're welcome.

-Maybe you'd like some tea? -No, thank you.

-Okay. If he were here right now, what would you say to him?

-I don't know. -Think about it.

-I'd probably apologize. For not understanding

how bad he felt, for not sensing that he was on the edge.

-Okay. And what would he have said to you?

-He probably would have forgiven me.

He always forgave me. -See, you're constantly thinking

about what he would have said about this or that.

But the truth is, he's gone. And he can't judge or forgive anything.

You have to learn to stop being angry at yourself because

he's dead, and you're alive and want the same things all living people want.

-Sometimes I think I didn't love him enough.

That I'm wrong. Do you ever feel that way?

-Which of the men here looks most like your husband?

-That boy over there, probably in about ten years.

-Young man! Yes, you. Can I have a word with you?

-I'll get your waiter. -No, I need you specifically.

This is personal. You see, my wife urgently needs a man, and I can't -

physiological difficulties. Could you take care of her

somewhere on neutral ground? -What?

-I guarantee to pay for a hotel room and all sorts of

contraceptives. Will five thousand be enough?

Right, honey? -Well, I actually have a girlfriend.

-That's wonderful. But this is a matter of brotherly mutual assistance.

Theoretically speaking, if not today, could you fill in sometime?

-Excuse me. -But think about it!

-And what, I wonder, was that supposed to prove?

-Deep down, most of the men here

would like a relationship with you. It's just a matter of how direct they are

in their approach. You have to understand that this is a two-way street.

And there's nothing shameful or wrong about it. It's not just you -

everyone's like that. -Well said. Crappy example:

your boy turned you down.

-Really?

Well, that's all for today. Have a good evening, Lera.

-You too. -Thanks for the coffee.

-There you are. -Mom...

-Your mother can go crazy, have a heart attack and be taken to the hospital,

you wouldn't care. Get ready, let's go. -Mom, I work here.

-Oh, really! As what? You can't do anything. -A secretary.

-And is this psychologist of yours a pervert or something?

-Mom, why is everyone always a pervert in your eyes?

-And why does he need you? Why does he need my son? He can't do anything.

-I have no idea.

-So, what are you sitting around for? -No, Mom, I'm not going anywhere.

-Get your books, your pencils... -Please calm down. Mom...

-Let's go! -Mom, calm down! You calm down!

Mom... I'm sorry.

-I'll die, and you'll never forgive yourself for this. Never.

-Only say 'yes' and 'no.' Is he still there?

-Yes. -There's one more

important task.

-Did he ask you to do this? He called right now and asked, yes?

-Who? -Don't play dumb!

- Dad, hi! What brings you here? - Are you kidding me? Two hours in the waiting room!

- Seriously? Why didn't you call? - First of all, I don't have your number.

And secondly, don't pretend your secretary didn't tell you I was here.

- Secretary? Oh, you mean that kid. Didn't you think he was a little strange?

- Listen, don't treat me like an idiot.

- Really, two hours? You must have suffered.

After prison, it's hard to imagine that waiting is a bad thing.

- I hope you're not going to blame me for all your troubles?

- No, of course not, that would be stupid. After all, I'm the criminal here.

And you just gave birth to, raised, and imprisoned a criminal.

- I didn't put you in prison, and you know that perfectly well.

- Dad, what did you want? Or was this a family visit?

- You stole my patient. Does the phrase 'professional ethics' mean anything to you?

Does the phrase 'professional ethics' mean anything to you? - What patient?

- He hasn't been back since your visit.

- Ah. - If you decided to try your barbaric

method on him, God be your judge. When he realizes he's dealing with a charlatan,

it will be too late.

- Don't worry so much. If he left, it means he already figured it out.

- Are you kidding me? I've been stuck here for two and a half hours!

I would have gotten here faster by subway. I still have a term paper to write.

- How are you doing, sis? - Decided to ask?

Couldn't you have come by sooner? - I'll come by. Today, tomorrow -

whenever you say. - So, did you kill that patient or not?

So, did you kill that patient or not? - What do you think?

- Dad says you did. So, you didn't?

Dad, let's go.

- She's grown up. - She's taken up English.

She found a tutor herself. I said, 'It's at the very end of Moscow,' and she said:

'It's okay, at least I'll be learning from the best.' Good girl.

She makes me happy. - Well, at least someone does.

Dad, did you know about Dasha's baby? - I knew.

- I don't see the point at all. Four to six percent, guys, for advertising -

that's the limit. The ceiling. And I need the internet. I don't need TV, TV -

it's all pointless. Okay?

- Kolya...

- Please. - Every three hours.

- I'm afraid of you. - Hello!

- Guys, one second.

- One at a time.

- Mom... - Yes?

- Okay, so what's the deal with the bloggers?

- We're currently in preliminary negotiations for a big deal

with Lukerya. She's not exactly our profile, but we think

it would be right to also invest in the fashion direction.

The level of audience loyalty is insane - up to 95%.

We think it would be right to also invest in fashion.

- Yes. She can sell any hat, it's a talent. Not that you have

a bad product - everything is great... - Nikolai...

- Nikolai? - Nikolai, are you with us?

-Can you hear us, Nikolay? Hello!

-Didn't you serve enough time? Did you have enough brains to come here?

-We both know who did it. And sooner or later, you'll have to

answer for it. -You want me to go to jail?

Is that what you want? How about I whack you right here, like I whacked your brother?

Would that be right, huh? -Kolya, don't!

Get away from him! Don't.

-Stay out of this, for your own good. Got it?

We need to tell security to lock it down.

-What? -To lock the door.

-Do you remember my son's case? -Yes. It was difficult for all of us.

I'm glad it's all over. I heard he's back?

-Yes. And he's already started seeing patients again. And we, as professionals,

cannot allow this tragedy to happen again.

-You want... -I'm asking you to create a commission

to assess the danger to the health and lives of patients.

-Alright.

-Hi! -Hi, sis!

-Come to save me from loneliness? Yeah, raised without a mom,

without a brother. Right? Are we just going to chat on the phone now?

Or maybe you'll meet my boyfriend?

-Doubt it. I'm a terrible friend. But if you need any help,

anything at all, I'm here. -Thanks. I've learned to handle things myself.

-Nice.

-It's not for looks, you know. It's an Amnai.

-What? -Amnai. A tattoo

of secret power of submission. -Mm.

-My boyfriend's an artist, the best in the city. And that's not all.

It'll stretch from my foot to my neck.

-Cool. -Uh-huh.

-Too bad it'll hurt to remove it.

-You don't remove these things. It's part of a spiritual practice.

A sign that I'm already on the second level. -Mm. Does Dad know?

-I'm already of age, Tem. You've missed a lot.

What, are you gonna tell on me? -A self-sufficient adult

woman? No. -Really?

-Kat, you're not alone. You can count on me.

-Bye!

-Hello, Lera? It's... Yes.

You seemed to say you were ready for anything. How about a quick session

tonight?

-Can I ask where we're going?

-You can. We're almost there.

-Are you serious? -Quite.

-Listen, I haven't been to the theater since... -Since your fiancé

or husband died. I know. Today will be different.

-Hello! -Hello!

-Third call, let's hurry.

-Thank you.

-We have orchestra seats, right? -Not exactly.

-What are you doing?!

Wha...

What do you think you're doing?..

-No, no, no! -What?

-Phew. Session's over. -What?

-That's all. Sex with a client is too strong of an emotional

attachment. Let's stick to the light version. -What?

-It was important to integrate into the established connection: theater equals sexual

pleasure. And remove the key factor from there - your ex.

We did it. I don't think there will be any more problems.

So we can end the sessions here.

And you should call that waiter, he's a cute guy.

-Screw you!

-Why so hostile? It was a wonderful evening, Dasha.

-I'm Lera.

-Uh-huh.

Sorry.

EXPRESSIVE MUSIC