Original subtitles

SUBTITLES: O.SUSLINA, N.PETRULEVICH, L.NESTERENKO, I.CHISTYAKOVA

-I played it for like three hours and didn't save once.

I ended up dying and didn't beat it...

-What are you waiting for? -Oh, Petyun's spaced out again.

Get the camera, guys.

-Move it.

-What's he gonna show us this time? Okay, the show's starting...

Whoa! It's a breakdance!

-Get a nurse, quick!

TENSE MUSIC

KNOCKING

-Oops! I'm sorry. -It's okay.

-I thought... -Yeah, yeah, yeah, everything's fine.

Artyom Alexandrovich is in his office. I'll wake him up now.

-Tamara Sergeyevna, come in.

-Good morning.

WHISPERING: Matyush, make us some coffee.

-Chief...

-I thought members of the board weren't allowed to talk to the accused

before a decision is made. -First of all, you're not accused.

And secondly, stop clowning around. What did you do at the board meeting?

Why did you have to air your whole family conflict with your father in public?

-What choice did I have? You backed me into a corner, organizing boards,

conducting investigations. -Artyom, I've known your family for years,

I've known you since you were this big. Do you understand that your father

is doing this out of love for you? -Tamara Sergeyevna, he's just pissed

that I'm doing something better than him. He sees that the method works.

-Are you sure your method works?

-Absolutely. -Then why did your client

commit suicide?

-He didn't do it. He was killed. And I'll prove it.

-Every surgeon has their own cemetery; there's no such thing as a 100%

success rate. -I do.

-You're so cocky!

-Then give me patients. And I can prove it.

You'll see how it works for yourselves. That's why you came.

Tamara Sergeyevna, huh? -Yes, that's why.

I have a couple. Their child has attention-seeking behavior:

faking seizures, fighting, the whole package.

A month hasn't yielded any results. They don't want to pay anymore...

but the boy is difficult, he needs help.

-Always ready.

-I hope you're not going to lock him in a box, or drown him, or... What else do you

like to do? -No, I won't drown him.

Scout's honor.

-Good morning!

Did you get back late last night? Will you have breakfast?

Kat, what's wrong?

Katyusha, if there's anything I can do to help... -I'm sick of your

help. Just leave me alone, both of you.

-What did he do? What did he do again?

-Did he do something? He went to Pasha and told him all sorts of nonsense,

and Pasha dumped me.

-And who's Pasha?

-Is he your boyfriend? -Was, as you put it,

a boyfriend. -Did you study together?

-Depends on what. -I see. So, not a classmate.

-Dad, what's the difference? Don't your psychology books say

that asking questions in this situation is just counterproductive?

-Is he older than you? -Older, so what?

-Did you have a sexual relationship? -Dad! Can I not discuss this with you?

You're not my girlfriend. -You're pregnant.

-For your information, people don't just have sex to get pregnant.

-Great. You're sleeping with someone

who's older than you. He used you and dumped you, your brother

already knows about it, and I don't. -What do you even know about me?

You're only focused on making everything look decent.

But you're not interested in how it actually is.

Artyom at least tried... -You've said enough.

From this moment on, you'll tell me about every step you take.

School and home, no clubs, no cafes with girlfriends, no men.

I'll drive you to and from the institute myself.

-Dad... don't you think it's a little late for parenting?

And if I need to, I'll find somewhere else to live.

-It's not the first time he's done this. The whole school knows he doesn't have

any epilepsy, but he still keeps doing it. And the principal

talked to him, but it's no use. I don't know, maybe I should transfer him?

-Without understanding the cause of the problem, I don't think you should.

-This is our first time with you. We had more sessions with Tamara Sergeyevna.

And she's sure that all this is happening because

he's being trolled. One of his classmates even started a channel

on YouTube.

Here.

-Wow! That's breakdancing!

-We file complaints, and they shut it all down, but the next day

the same video appears under different links.

-Good for him! Talented kid.

Excuse me. Are all the videos just of seizures, or did it start with something

else? -All of them.

-Then I don't think the problem is that he's being trolled.

What do you think caused the very first attempt at faking it?

-We don't know.

-I see. Well, to start, we need to talk to the client himself.

The reason may be that he doesn't see you as a father.

-But Ilya is a wonderful father. -Wonderful, but not his biological father,

as far as I know. -Yes, we started living together a year and a half ago.

But they get along great, they have a lot in common.

-And when you leave, he beats him, humiliates him, and makes him

serve him in the kitchen. I'm just suggesting there are other possibilities.

-That's nonsense. -We'll see. I'll come to you

Tomorrow at five. Don't tell my son.

-What do you mean, five? I'm flying out tomorrow. -Then we'll talk without you.

Until tomorrow. Don't forget to leave the address with my assistant.

-Young lady, who are you here to see? -Your boss. Is he in?

-And regarding what matter? -Regarding employment.

-Thank you, we don't have any vacancies for you.

-And yours? -What do you mean?

-I'm listening. -Excuse me, I heard

that you want to replace your secretary. I would be an excellent replacement for her.

-Young lady, are you in your right mind? -Absolutely. With a certificate

from a psychologist. And also a law degree, extensive experience

in PR and the rental business. I'm ready for any schedule.

Not married, not planning on maternity leave. I don't skip out of work early.

Oh, and I also paint my nails in my free time.

I've already been to Bali this year.

MBA, "Professionals" courses, English.

-Impressive. Valeria Sergeevna, are you serious?

You want a job as a secretary? -What does the position have to do with it?

I'm not starving. Consider that I just like this place.

-What about it, I wonder?

-The color of the walls. Is that important?

By the way, I can also help you with the vacant spaces.

You have four vacant offices on the second floor. I guarantee that within

two weeks they will be occupied.

-Come in.

-I think that's all.

Thank you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

-Yes?

-Good afternoon! I'm looking for Terentyev Anatoly Vasilyevich.

He handled my case three and a half years ago.

-Who are you?

-Artyom Streletsky. Article 110, part one. Released on parole.

-Terentyev retired two years ago.

SMS SIGNAL

You can talk to me if you have any questions.

I... want a review of the case due to newly discovered circumstances.

-Young man... write a statement to the prosecutor's office. If the prosecutor finds

grounds for reviewing the case, he will request a final investigation.

-I will provide all the evidence.

Where can I find Terentyev's address? -Nowhere. It's confidential information,

especially for those he put in jail. SMS SIGNAL

-Thank you.

-You'll get nothing, especially not alimony.

DOORBELL RINGS

-Katya? What happened?

-I just have nowhere else to go. I thought I could spend the night at a friend's,

but her mom came to visit and... You won't turn me away, will you?

-Come in quickly.

-You did the right thing by leaving him.

Katya, I don't think my relationship with Artyom should affect you.

For the first time in my life, I had something real, something genuine.

And he just had to come along and ruin it.

-Quiet.

-I just don't understand how you lived with him.

-Did you tell anyone where you were going, where you'll be?

-No, and I'm not going to. -Send a text. To Artyom if you want,

or to your father. Just write that you're okay and that you're alive.

-Yeah. My father would be even worse than Artyom. He likes to control everything.

But this is my life, you know? I want to solve my own problems.

my own problems.

What, do you think I'm... small and stupid?

-I think you're young and you need to calm down.

Now, write the text.

TEXT MESSAGE ALERT

-Temych! Tem!

Are you awake? Wonderful. Let's go. -Where?

-To look at a woman, where else! -Again?

-If you approve this one, that's it, I won't ask again.

I swear. Seriously, she's a great option. So bold, beautiful,

doesn't seem to want money - everything I like.

-Let me at least wash my face. -You can wash later. Let's go.

Visual inspection. You'll look at her now, and then there's dinner tonight,

and so on. You'll enlighten her with your laser.

-Remind me about the money I owe you. At a hundred rubles per bride, I'll get rich.

-Why are you so mercenary? Let's go.

-Hi.

-Do you two know each other?

-Well, sort of...

-What the...

-Don't.

-What? -You asked for advice,

I'm advising you: don't get involved with her.

-Why?

-She's my patient, who's pathologically fixated on me.

I tried to switch her to other men after the loss of her partner,

and... I switched her too well.

-So, she's in love with you? -Yeah. And she's using you,

to get to me. -Ah!

So, you're a heartbreaker, it turns out.

-You're already getting worked up, I see. -No. You better tell me what I should

do with her. -Fire her.

-No, Temych, I really respect you and value your advice,

but I'm not going to fire anyone.

Firstly, she's a good worker. Secondly, she's a gorgeous woman.

And thirdly, she smells delicious. -Uh-huh. Well, it's your right.

If she stabs me somewhere, you're responsible.

-And I'll put up a monument to you in front of the office for that. Full-size,

in a white cloak and hat.

-Stronger stops!

Straight backs!

Good!

-Dasha!

-Excellent!

Try it yourselves first, girls, okay?

-Dasha, I need to talk to you. A complaint has been filed against you.

-From whom? -I don't know. From the Department of Education.

They've already sent it down. They say you bullied Ksyusha Marenkova. I don't know anything about this.

Why? -What do you mean 'bullied'?

-I don't see anything funny about this. -Ksyusha took her documents six months

ago because she and her parents moved to London permanently.

What does that have to do with me?

-Did the child faint? -She fainted from malnutrition. Because

they put her on a diet, they wanted to make another Ulanova out of her.

-Of course, I'm not claiming anything, there are no facts, but if it's confirmed,

that you're putting moral pressure on the girls, making fun of them, yelling...

-Who could have written this? -I have no idea. I know that you are

a single mother whose husband was in prison.

-And what... -It's no wonder you're angry at the whole world,

you know. -What does that have to do with anything?

-Listen, I sympathize with you as a person. I really do. But this casts

a shadow on our entire school. And I simply recommend that you write a resignation

of your own accord.

-I'm not guilty of anything, I won't write anything.

-In vain. It's your business, of course, but in vain. And watch your feet.

Just ironing boards.

DOORBELL RINGS

-Coming!

-Hello. -Good afternoon.

-Come in. Sorry, I haven't had time to tidy up. Our mom's away on a business trip,

so it's just Petya and me holding down the fort. Petya!

-Hi. -Hello.

-You guys talk. I won't bother you.

-Oh, is that borscht? -Yeah. It'll be ready soon.

-Enough for three? Because, you know, there's no one to cook for me either.

-Of course, of course. -Great. Let's start with that.

Why are you so quiet? Tell me, how did you get to this point in your life?

-What point?

-Mom and Dad say that you've been falling

on the floor and gurgling lately. Why is that?

I saw a video on YouTube, by the way, of you rolling around on the floor.

Funny. -Maybe we shouldn't talk about this?

-Why? It has three thousand views. So it's not just your school

that appreciated it. -Petya, please leave.

Artyom Alexandrovich and I need to talk.

-I haven't finished eating yet. -That's okay, you can finish later.

What are you doing?

The previous psychologist told us that we should never

make fun of him. It's taboo. -Taboo.

Maybe we should first try to understand what he's trying to achieve with this?

And then explain why you can't do that.

-What does he need to achieve? He has everything.

Yes, I'm not his real father, but I don't hit him. I do everything to be a father to him.

-We'll see. Is Mom coming soon? -In a week, if she's not delayed.

She has in Sochi...

an important event.

-So, there's time. I'll go talk to the client.

Thanks. Decent borscht.

For a stepfather.

So, are you going to voluntarily tell me what you want from this world?

-I don't need anything. -I see. And you fall on the floor at school

because it's more comfortable to study lying down. -Uh-huh.

-Look, here's the thing.

If I don't set your head straight, a grumpy lady from the commission won't like it.

And if she doesn't like something, she'll write

a note. And if she writes a note, I'll get an inspection.

And if that inspection finds some kind of violation,

then I'll go back to prison.

And I don't want to go to prison.

So you'll have to get treatment.

-Have you been in prison before? -Yeah. It was cool. Want to hear about it?

-Just a little more, and we'll be done.

-Hi.

Yes, continue, don't be distracted. -Uh-huh.

-Has he already told you about spiritual practices, tantric sex?

-Don't pay attention. That's my ex. She's having a hard time with the breakup.

She can't understand that it's over. -Do you know how he picked me up?

I also came to get a tattoo, and he started telling me all sorts of nonsense.

-Streletskaya, isn't it time for you to go home? I explained everything to you.

That's all.

-Tyoma was right.

You're a jerk.

You really are a jerk.

-You know, I think I'll go too. -We haven't finished.

-Let's do it next time.

-Chief, the laundry's been delivered. -Toss it in the box.

-Uh-huh.

-I need the address of the investigator who handled my case.

Terentyev, Anatoly Vasilyevich. He retired two years ago.

Here's his number. It's old. -Artyom Alexandrovich, maybe

Denis should find out? He has connections there.

-Denis finds out, Denis gets paid.

-When is payday, by the way?

Uh-huh.

-Come on, tell me how you've all been living without me all these years.

All I know about you so far is that you were Artyom's patient.

-That's already a lot, right? -Yes.

-I don't believe he didn't tell you anything about me.

-Well, not nothing. He told me, of course. That you're stalking him.

-Interesting.

-Is that true?

-Do you care? Does it change anything now?

-No, it's okay. But if it's not a secret, tell me, what did you seek help for?

I'm not interrogating you. If you don't want to, don't tell me. It's just that Tema and I

have been friends for ages. I'm practically a doctor myself. So...

-I sought help after breaking up with a loved one.

Is that enough, or are you interested in the details?

-No-no-no, no need. I've already learned everything I need to know.

-Let's use 'Ñ‚Ñ‹'. -Why?

-It'll be easier on dates. -But I don't date

my bosses.

-I'm starting to regret hiring you.

-A good secretary is already a great stroke of luck.

So you're a lucky man, Denis.

-'You'. -You. A lucky man.

-Hello. -Are you here for the hearing?

-Me? No.

I just need to get an address from the case files.

-Who are you here to see?

-Ivanova.

-Lyudmila Ivanovna, another intern for you. Last name? What's the last name?

-Sidorov. -Sidorov. Uh-huh. Who are you from?

Not on the list. -What? From Smirnov.

-Vasily Pavlovich? -Yes.

-Relative? -Son.

-Son? -We just have different last names.

-Go ahead. -Thank you.

ACCESS SYSTEM BEEPS

-Vasin's son. Can you imagine? How old was he when he had him?

15, maybe?

-Hello. -Hello.

-I'm from Ivanova, an intern. -So what?

-Can you help me? Look, I need to pull a case from 2014. Artem Streletsky,

driving to suicide. -Let her come and pull it herself.

She's only been working here for a short time, and she's already sending interns.

-Maybe I can look for it myself? -Look for it. Over there.

-Okay.

-Just don't take it anywhere. Tell her, next time, don't even bother without the chairman's signature.

she shouldn't even bother. -Okay.

-Have you decided where you'll be assigned?

To the agency or civilian sector? -To the agency.

-They won't take you to the agency with that haircut. What are you graduating from?

Which university? -Law school.

-Obviously not veterinary school. But what's the name?

-Just a regular... Moscow... police institute.

MPI. -I don't know of any such thing.

-It's just new. -Actually, they don't assign people from the police to us.

not assigned. -You know, maybe that's how it used to be.

-You know, maybe they didn't use to. Now you have to do an internship everywhere.

-Interesting. Let me see your student ID.

-One second.

Right. I think I left it at Ivanova's. Thanks.

LYRICAL SONG IN ENGLISH

-Boy, 15 years old. Dark hair, brown eyes. What? We have one.

He has an appendectomy scar. KNOCKING

Yes, okay. I'll wait.

Height 187 cm. No, short hair.

No, no, he doesn't have any piercings. Okay, thank you, thank you.

This is all because of you. All because of you. He never even thought

about running away from home. He talked to you, and here we are.

-Really?! Or maybe it's because of you? -What makes you say that?

-For example, the first publication date of the video isn't far off

from your wedding date with Maria. So, the fits started

when you appeared in the family. -So what? He's a teenager. He's going through

a transitional period. You have to understand.

-We understand. And we'll do everything we can to find him.

Tell me, have you contacted the police yet?

-What do you think?

How am I going to tell her?

I don't know. What, should I just call and say, 'Hi. Your son ran away from home'?

-He's not in any hospitals, morgues, or police stations. So, nothing

irreparable has happened. -I made a hundred of them.

Of course, it's not enough yet, there will be more soon. I posted on social media too.

-Well, what's the point? Has this ever helped find anyone?

-It might help. If Petya sees that they're looking for him.

-What if something happened to him? -He's probably somewhere nearby.

Running away from home is a classic act of defiance, where the key is

demonstration, not the intention to leave. -Masha will bury me alive.

-Don't you want to tell her?

-You see, she has a very important event right now.

She's been working towards this deal for two years. If everything falls apart now,

it will be a complete disaster.

You see, work is everything to her.

Yeah, true. Although, of course, if I don't tell her, it'll be even worse.

I just don't know.

-Well, it's your business. But we'll help with the search.

The assistant will help.

-Yes.

TENSE MUSIC

PHONE RINGS

-Yes, I'm listening.

Okay. What about the description? -Did they find him?

Ah... which morgue?

Uh-huh.

Got it.

-Who's going to identify the body?

-No, I can't, you do it.

Well?

Why are you silent?

SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC

-Looks like him. -What do you mean 'looks like'?

-It's definitely him.

-What 'him'? That's not him! -Really?

I think he looks similar. -How does he look similar? That's a healthy man!

-Well, I'd argue about the 'healthy' part. -We're looking for a boy.

-Your friend said you lost a dark-haired man.

-Well, not exactly a man... Practically a man.

The kid definitely has character. -You know, I...

I'll sue you! -Don't forget to sign up in line.

-Alright, folks, why don't you continue your squabble in the hallway.

-Okay, I'm calling Masha. -Say hi for me.

-I'll call her now. She has connections, she won't let this go easily.

-I'll go, I'm swamped with work.

I'm available if you need anything.

-Hello! -Darya Yuryevna!

-Huh?

-I'm sorry, but you don't work here anymore.

-What do you mean I don't work here anymore?

-Well, they launched an internal investigation.

-Against me? -I don't know,

but they say you're bullying the children. And they're gathering material

for the prosecutor's office. -What's going on?

-Nobody here believes it. It's unclear who stirred this up.

Just don't worry, okay? They'll sort everything out.

-I need to talk to Irina Nikolaevna.

-She won't see you anyway.

PHONE RINGS

-Tamara Sergeevna, good morning!

-Artem, I just spoke with Bobrov. The boy ran away from home.

-That's wonderful. -Wonderful? You promised.

Leave the Bobrovs alone.

Yes, now I have to deal with the mess you've created.

-As you say.

-I can't believe you brought him to this in just two sessions!

-Well, what can I do? I have a talent.

-In short, you've really let me down.

-Could you please calculate the bill? -Yes, one second.

PHONE RINGS

-Yes? -Chief, I have two news.

-First, Petya's mom is back from her business trip.

-Okay, great. -Second, our guy,

seems to have been found. -Please.

-He was seen near the 'Golden Tulip' hotel on Pokrovka Street.

-Excellent. Good job, partner. Go there. I'll be there soon.

-Excuse me, I don't understand how you can't tell us?

-I'm sorry, we don't disclose information about our guests.

-What guests? He's our son. He's a schoolboy, you understand?

-All the more reason. It means he's not allowed to be here

without adult supervision. -Wait! Ilyusha, give me the leaflet.

Look, this is our boy Petya. Petya Bobrov. Look closely.

Maybe you've seen him. We got a call, they said...

-I have no idea. -We were told he was seen here!

Miss, maybe you've seen him? Look, a boy...

-No information.

-What a family!

-Chief, what are you doing here?

-The kid's great. The stepfather's cool. The mom's awesome.

Everyone loves each other. Everyone's good. But the atmosphere at home is like a morgue.

She doesn't even talk to them.

She keeps her husband on a short leash. He's afraid to call her number one too many times.

And with her son, as it turns out, she barely talks.

Everything's just thrown out there.

And the kid decided that she traded him in for this guy.

-Look... -Yeah, he's great, caring.

He even makes a decent borscht. But he can't replace his mom.

A child, especially at his age, vitally needs to know

that he's needed by his mother.

So he does everything to get her attention, and she either

sends him to a psychologist, or leaves him in the care of his stepfather.

-If my son doesn't appear here in a minute, I'm going to tear

this hotel to hell! Get me the manager!

The director! I don't know, get someone! It's a boy, you understand?

-Madam! -Don't touch me!

Do you understand that this is my son, my only son? I love him!

LIPS MOVING SILENTLY

-Petya...

Petya...

Petya!

Thank God! I'm sorry. Forgive me. Thank God!

-I don't get it, did you plan all this in advance?

-Petya and I had a great talk.

So I put him up in a hotel for the night.

I arranged it with the manager, Alyona. We've known each other for a long time.

I once cured her father.

-Let's go home. -Let's go.

-Wait, how did you know that's exactly how it would be?

-It was clear right away that they love each other very much.

They just don't know how to show it.

He had to hear it from her - that she'd be willing to drop everything,

all her business trips and deals for him.

Everyone needs to hear sometimes that they are loved.

So they don't end up on the edge.

Let's go.

LYRICAL MUSIC

-Hi.

-Hi.

-And hello to you, boy without a tattoo.

-Hi. -Weren't you the one who came to get

either a dragon or a snake? -A lizard.

-Go on.

-Well, can I congratulate you? You were right again.

Pavlik really is an ass.

Happy?

-No.

-I think I hate you. -I think you hate yourself.

Because deep down, you know you were wrong, but you can't

accept it.

I won't tell you about first love, it's silly. I'll just say,

that I'm not a stranger to you either. And I will always love you.

Regardless of tattoos... and knowledge of esotericism.

-Can I stay at your place tonight? -You can.

We'll take the cot from Matvey, let him sleep on the floor, it's good for him.

Let's go.

Welcome to our humble abode.

-Hi!

-I ordered your favorite, with cinnamon. But it's cold, I think.

-I adore you, Toma.

Well, today we have a big fight ahead.

-I'm going to vote for him.

-Seriously?

-I invited you to warn you in advance.

Do you know how this looks from the outside?

Two people who sincerely love their profession can't just

sit down and talk to each other. You're psychologists.

You're older, more experienced, Sash... Just take the first step.

-Too much has already been done, Toma. Not everything can be undone.

Even for us.

-You have a good, talented son. -I know, and very narcissistic.

And someday it will be his downfall.

-It didn't ruin you.

Provocation is an extremely ambiguous and controversial method.

Aiming to take the patient beyond their comfort zone,

the therapist often takes him or her beyond the realm of reason,

bringing the situation to a dangerous level.

In provocative psychotherapy, the therapist's personality cannot be ignored.

Artyom Streletsky is a complex, ambiguous, controversial

person. But I have never met specialists like him.

He is capable of organizing multi-step, incredible situations,

that lead to results unattainable in traditional therapy.

I cannot make a decision for the council, but I recommend a positive

attitude towards the activities of Artyom Streletsky,

as a member of our professional community.

-Thank you.

Thank you. -All the best, Artyom Alexandrovich.

-Thank you, Tamara Sergeyevna.

-I called Katya. She said she's staying with you now.

-Listen, she's a grown girl, she can make her own decisions.

-Did you set all this up?

I know you deliberately provoked her young man,

to piss him off and make her leave home.

-An interesting theory, colleague. And what motive would I have?

-You did. Me. Revenge. For the commission.

-If that's what you think... then why not.

-You destroy everything you touch!

-Hello! Hi! How are you?

Good? Great. Listen, I'm going to send you a link.

Can you find out about someone for me?

Yeah, who, what, who they're talking to, where... You know.

Yeah. Yes, I need it, I need it.

Okay, it's a deal, see you soon. Thanks. Bye.

OMINOUS MUSIC