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IN JANUARY 1989, A GROUP OF STUDENTS FROM SOVIET ESTONIA

HEADED TO THE BURYATIAN MOUNTAINS IN SIBERIA TO SEEK ADVENTURES AND NEPHRITE

This event has not haunted me in my dreams.

GROUP MEMBER RECOLLECTIONS In these 20 years,

I may have seen a view of the mountains once.

I was among strange people.

Vast space and emptiness. White snow. Nothing.

The group was not one that has been together many times.

That particular group had never hiked together.

It was a difficult experience. Really difficult.

GHOST MOUNTAINEER Based on real events

And now... Smile!

And now... here we go!

The beginning was wonderful. Little snow, easy to move.

The weather was astonishingly warm.

The group was formed by geology students.

There was Olle, a geologist, the leader of the group.

His classmate Anne,

And then Margus, whom we called The Muscle Man.

And somehow, the leader had managed to lure to join

a blonde first year medical school student, Inge.

And there was some romance in the air...

Put your foot firmly on the ground, then it's easier to walk.

Me, Eero, and my friend Indrek, did not study geology.

We studied biology, and this is completely different thing.

We just heard they needed people in a group and went along.

A very important part of a hiking trip is taking a train there.

It's five days together in a tiny compartment.

"I'll be back."

A WEEK EARLIER

DO NOT TOUCH SALT WITH FINGER OR EGGS!

TRANS-SIBERIAN EXPRESS MOSCOW-IRKUTSK JANUARY 1989

We go through here. The cross marks a pass.

Through the valley and over the ridge is a canyon.

In this canyon there is nephrite. Very beautiful.

If I think about the nonexistent map we went there with...

It was a black and white map with some mountains drawn on it.

And that was the foundation of this trip.

Geologists!

Why are you drying up here? Brezhnev's funeral or what?

Doctor... What was your name again?

I don't remember!

I have a really crappy memory on women's names.

Inge. You do know.

Fuck it, this name does not become you. You should have another name.

Marleen...

Dr. Marlene Dietrich.

Look at that hair! You took a woman like this on a hiking trip?

Ignore him.

Drunk biologists.

Hey! - The map's also thirsty.

Hey, Olle. What if I can’t make it?

- You will.

I’ll help you. Don't worry, you'll like it. It'll be a great two weeks.

You'll see.

HIKING DAY 6

TUNK MOUNTAINS, EASTERN SIBERIA BURYATIA, 6300 KM FROM ESTONIA

Inge... What happened?

Why are you falling behind? - I can't anymore.

Shit, we went the wrong way.

Take off the backpack. Put this on.

We have to make it to the woods before dark— it’s warmer there.

I can't go on.

Eero!

Why the fuck have you brought us to this bumblefuck? We have to keep going!

We have to split up some things from Inge's backpack.

Well, fuck him.

Anne, put these in your bag.

What the fuck are you standing there, come down here! Where's Margus?

Margus!!

Margus!!

Margus!!

Fuck!

Earlier it snowed outside, now it falls inside, too.

I don't get why we have not found the first pass in six days.

Marleen, it seems your boyfriend can't read the map.

Anyway, I feel for you. Your first trip and now this mess.

Usually it's not like this.

Avalanches.

Far away. There's little snow here.

We can pass there. This is our pass.

Are you sure? - Of course I am. We pass tomorrow.

If we go wrong once more, we'll have to give up, we’ll run out of food

I'm not going back without nephrite.

- You invited weird people.

What else could I do, no one wanted to come.

Olle, the map may be wrong. It's not your fault.

Look! Look!

It touched me with it's beak!

Come, get in the picture.

I realized that I had made a mistake.

The geologists were very serious folk.

I can't remember anyone saying I was doing well.

Or any praise at all.

What does a bloody “pass” even look like?

We have to move on. It's right here. Come on!

Eero!

We did it!

First pass!

We're kings!

Marleen! What are you waiting for?

Come on!

The last one!

Well, now I really regret that Olle found this first pass.

We pushed ourselves to where we shouldn't have gone.

What are these here for?

Shamanism. Contacting spirits and other worlds.

Buryatians leave their rags to mountain spirits to escape evil.

Does anyone believe in this nonsense?

Anne, do you?

Very well.

So we spend this night in a holy place.

Clumsy!

That's enough.

Hand me some more.

There's a beautiful place nearby. Want to go see it together?

It's not far at all.

Inge... - What?

Are you making love out there or what?

I thought that the two of us could go.

I really can't go anywhere anymore. It's all too exhausting.

Are you taking a shit over there?

It may hurt a bit.

Who wants some tea? - Me.

Shit, it has never happened to me before.

It will rest during the night.

Maybe we should skip the canyon altogether?

We are falling behind schedule anyway, and we’d get home in time.

Don't start. We came here for the nephrite, not singing.

But I came to sing.

What is it? - Wind.

Did you hear it? - The stove pipe rattles.

Shit, it was so calm and now this wind.

No, it's not wind.

Did you hear it?

I know what it is. That's why there are ribbons outside.

Here, in these mountains...

A mountaineer was lost long time ago.

No one noticed he was lost. And now he's wandering about.

The ghost. Around here.

Looking for hikers to get revenge.

He turned black from his anger.

And when you meet him, something happens.

He looks at you...

Like this.

And that's the end.

That's all.

Because he has no face anymore.

You can't tell stories like this. - Everything can be told.

Not in the mountains! - He's always telling this story.

It's just another fairy tale.

Look at Margus!

An absolute sleeping genius. Quiet. Here it comes.

The black Ghost Mountaineer.

HIKING DAY 11

Where's the alcohol? - What?

In your bag.

So, cheers. For a successful day.

Marleen fell some 70 times, but that's nothing.

I thought I was gonna die today.

Olle, come here. - Where the fuck is the stove?

The stove is here! Let it be. Let's take a little drink first.

I'll drink when the stove is set up. - Damn it.

Shit, there's no wood prepped for the stove!

What are you waiting for? It'll get dark soon.

Shit!

Don't make a move on her.

Is that clear?

Some time in the middle of the trip, we noticed that Olle fell silent.

He didn't really communicate with us.

But we went to the nephrite canyon, though.

Nephrite is easy to shape and mold, but to break it...

I broke my pick-axe bashing this rock without getting a piece of it off.

Oh, stop it.

I told you there's no point in getting here.

A mountain full of nephrite, and you won't get anything from here.

Fuck it!

Everything breaks! The pick-axe, the bloody legs!

As if there's a fucking curse!

Margus, this is a curse.

Come here! The water is warm.

So cool! How's it even possible? - It comes from inside the mountain.

Let's swim. I'll come, too. The water is warm.

Guys, come here.

Olle!

Fucking hell, Olle, it's nephrite alright.

It is.

Hey, that's especially cool.

Do you really mean to take all these rocks with you?

- Of course.

What are you gonna do with them?

You can't even carry them. Limping as you are.

- So what?

I thought this nephrite would be prettier.

A jewel that does not sparkle...

These are not jewels but semi-precious stones...

Let's be honest, these are regular pointless green stones.

I could pick the same ones from my grandma’s potato field.

- You can't.

They say that they could change a person’s life...

You’re not interested in anything.

I can’t understand why you’re even studying biology?

I’m a geneticist, Anne.

Not a flower smeller or elk shit explorer.

Or a rock-picking machine. This pointless rock's enough for me.

Fly here... Pointless little stone.

What's wrong with him again? - Leave him alone.

HIKING DAY 16

We need to go back a little, round the slope,

we can’t go straight down from here.

It's some 5 km more then.

The ice may be weak down there. We're not equipped for that.

What equipment do we need then?

What's down there? - A tiny waterfall.

The crampons are holding.

Indrek, take the rope, let's try.

Just two smokes left. Soon we'll be smoking moss.

Olle, let's try to camp earlier today.

We're going back

I'm responsible for all of you.

Responsible for what?

If you start looking for the last pass like you did with the first

we’ll be eating moss, too, not just smoking it...

Let Eero try.

Take that.

If we can go down, we should go, we could at least try it.

Take the map and lead us.

What's wrong with you?

I know it's your first group to lead,

but you don't have to play silent spoilsport all the time.

Even your Anne looks like a beaten up dog...

Apologize!

Apologize for calling people dogs! - Did you lose your mind?

Apologize! You hear me? Apologize right now!

Calm down... - You hear me? Apologize!

For what! Go away! - Apologize!

You have fucked up this trip! Yeah, you!

Oh my God! Eero!

- Fucking hell!

Everything's okay. I got down very well.

Throw down the sacks and follow me.

The ice is nice and hard, and Olle can go to hell.

Don't worry, I really don't care about what he's saying.

What's wrong with you?

My God!

For how long?

It's badly inflamed. Why haven't you told anyone?

Olle! Please, let's go with the others.

Olle...

Catch it now!

- I was afraid the ice would break.

I'm coming! Eero! Is it scary?

- It's very scary! It’s a horror track of Ghost Mountaineer.

Are you still there?

- Yes, you stay there!

Olle! Olle!

They can't come out anywhere else but here.

What if some animal attacked them?

- Too early to be worried.

I'm scared!

Olle!

It's not funny! - You're a real scaredy-cat...

So what?

For how long has it been going on with you and Olle?

What was that?

Ice crackling.

So, for how long?

There's nothing going on. - Uh-huh...

I was just sick and tired of this cramming.

What is it? - The fire died out.

So add some wood then!

Indrek! Anything down there?

I'm scared to be there alone. - They're coming!

He is completely drunk.

Where's Anne?

- Back there. The track's leading her.

Really good thinking!

Well, hello! Marleen! A little lovestruck or what?

Margus! - You're smelling like shit!

Why didn't you shout back? We were worried sick.

Do you hear me? Anne!

His tooth is aching. Serious inflammation. Did you know?

Did you notice it?

You were supposed to be a medic.

LAST DAY OF HIKING

A beautiful, sunny day.

The valley we entered was tremendously beautiful, white.

People looked like tiny spots.

Then came a pass, not too difficult one.

Nothing special, relatively plain, one just had to keep going.

Snow held on, as it was above the forest line.

Snow was solid as a platen.

This is my favorite pass! Because it's the last one!

The last pass!

Did it click? - In a moment.

What? -Your camera is broken.

Fuck! -We have no photos.

Shit! The watch is broken, too. But I don't give a shit.

If we go at full speed, we should be in the village by evening

Okay, Indrek, let's go and see where we can descend.

Some candy? - Nope.

Indrek, want some candy? - Shove it up your ass.

Some candy?

Is it getting better?

Doesn't hurt anymore?

You could have told me.

We're fucked. It's too long way round there.

And it's too steep here. - For not too long, but still.

Let me see where we should really go.

I know it's a good map. How could we get lost with it?

Everything's there. The moose, mooseshit, Anne's herpes and all.

Goddammit.

Okay. The world belongs to the bold. Who's afraid, goes round.

See you down there.

My God!

What happened? - I don't know. Damned snow hit me from behind.

Where's Olle?

He was in front of me the whole time. - Olle!

The snow came from behind...

What happened? Did it bury him?

- He... he...

What'd you see?

- He was...

I think he was there... - Here?

Here? - I don't know! Somewhere...

Do you hear that? It's a ski!

He's under the snow! Come here!

Easy. Carefully...

Come here! - Olle's under! Come here!

An avalanche or something. - An avalanche? So small?

Help me dig!

Oh fuck!

The bucket!

It's rock here!

Olle!

Quiet, maybe we’ll hear him!

Olle!

It was not like a real avalanche, a snowslide, rather,

as the area was really small, and the snow was just piled up

with a sort of crevice under it.

The weirdest thing was that the snow that had just been soft,

froze so quickly into ice.

We didn't really know how much snow was there.

But anyway, there was no ski where Anne had pointed.

Olle!

Let's try it here. Help!

Olle!

So little snow down there, I can't tell if there are any tracks.

He didn't go ahead alone.

- He could. Wouldn't be the first time.

Are you stupid? With our tent?

He would surely have come back to check on us.

I don't think he's here.

We'd have found him long ago.

But you saw him here, Eero. - Fuck, I don't know what I saw!

The snow hit me and I blacked out. - Shit, my camera's gone.

Man can stay alive in the snow for a long time. We can't leave.

Did you notice if this zipper was closed when we came down?

I don't know. - Fuck.

It's my dad's camera.

He'll kill me.

I am hungry.

Anne...

We can't stay here.

Not without a tent, we'll freeze to death.

It's at least 4 or 5 o'clock. - No its not!

It's cold. It's cold.

We have 30 km to go.

This snow's too deep. Let's get help.

Maybe he went to the village to see a dentist, the bastard.

I know that I wanted very much to go home.

Well, not home, but off the mountains.

We practically walked through the night.

We were running away.

We fled from what was really in store for us.

BURYATIAN VILLAGE 319 KM FROM THE NEAREST TOWN OF IRKUTSK

You're from Irkutsk? - Yeah, Irkutsk.

- Very good. We have such good water here.

What are you dancing there like a fool?

Did someone come?

MILITIA DEPARTMENT

Idiots.

Estonia's here? - No, we're here.

I know! It was us who freed you from the fascists during the war!

Sit down.

Are you speaking German up there in Estonia?

- No, Estonian.

Strange.

German letters in a Soviet passport.

What were you doing in the mountains anyway?

We... We were hiking.

Just came to look. For an adventure.

You don't go to these mountains just like that.

Maybe someone saw him here?

Maybe you have a helicopter. To look for him.

Do you think it's Switzerland up here?

The fuck it is. It's Siberia.

Buryatia, you see.

You were looking for adventure...

You lost a man, not me!

GREEN CEDAR BOARDING HOUSE

Get rid of the stones, but don’t let anyone see.

Why? - Just do it!

Why? - It could cause bad trouble.

What trouble? - Don't you get it?

Are you allowed to take that nephrite?

Yeah, you don't know...

Did you research the places we were coming?

These mountains are a border zone. Permits are required.

- We lied.

If anyone asks, the permit is in Olle's backpack.

Or tell them that you don't speak any Russian.

- We really don't.

But Olle?

- No one knows anything.

The village is full of guests. Miners' winter holiday or something.

He may have got on a bus from here, or a car, but no one knows.

They want us to go back to the mountains.

To search the avalanche site. No one else here will do it.

The militia should look for missing persons.

Who the hell would want to go back?

They took our passports. We can’t just leave without them.

Hello! Do you hear me?

Hello!

Hello!

You don't know how to use a phone or what? - No connection.

Jesus Christ! Thank God I'll be leaving soon.

POST OFFICE

Good evening, comrades!

A hellhole!

Eero!

Wait!

A local man talked to me. Said that there's a hut right under that pass.

Olle might be there.

No one here.

What is it? Margus, what is it?

Some sort of a bug biting me!

Let me see. Biting?

I don't see anything.

Relax. Go to back sleep.

It was a bad dream.

Eero...

I have to tell you something.

When it happened and we started to descend,

I saw someone.

You moved on so fast in the front, but...

Wait for me!

I was completely exhausted.

Boots full of blood...

I threw out the first aid kit.

I couldn't part with the stones.

Olle!

Why didn't you say something earlier? - I don't know.

It wasn't like the real Olle.

He had no backpack.

Margus!

Wake him up.

The chimney

The chimney is making that sound.

Shit, How can there be so much snow here?

There's no point.

He's not here!

Let's get going!

Parasite, idiot.

The likes of you were shot during the war.

To steal militia's firewood!

Bring them here!

Moron.

Not there!

On the floor!

Idiot!

Only idiots here, everyone.

Well, what shall I do with you? - Please call.

Fuck.

Olle!

Boarding houses are closed. But there's a guesthouse just across.

One room is open and heated, you can stay there.

Everyone else has left.

But... - But what?

But our passports?

You are free to go.

The shop is completely pointless. There's nothing there.

No one at the bus station, either.

But there was a note that bus leaves tomorrow at 2 pm.

I wonder if there has ever been water there. What's this?

Did you get the key? - No.

I'm not coming.

Did you hear me? I’m staying. - Then stay with your smiling ..

Open it!

...Buryatian, if you like.

Shit, a guitar.

Play something. - Wait.

Eero! Where did you all go?

I am right here!

Don’t let him in here!

Where's the key? Lock the door! Lock the door!

Anne!

- Where's the key? Where is it?

Anne!

Anne!

He doesn't want you.

Anne!

Why the hell did she go outside?

Anne!

Anne!

Indrek, open it.

Shit, a guitar.

Play something. - Wait.

Get back! Don't go any closer! Stay there!

Get back!

Get back to the guesthouse!

Fotik, quit fooling around. Work!

Whose is this?

- Mine.

Right... And what's this?

Thank God our people came through the pass.

They found him there. Wasn't even covered with snow.

But he wasn’t. He wasn’t there.

He saw that he wasn’t.

You saw, he wasn’t. - Quit the German!

You saw!

You saw, didn't you? You saw it! - Shut up!

Shut up!

Thanks, Fotik.

So where's the border zone permit?

I don't know.

You don't? - No.

Of course you don't. Because there was no permit.

You have a big problem.

You're lying.

Your friend's face was all beaten up.

What? - The fuck, that's what!

Fucking geologists!

Now listen to me carefully.

You will stay here.

Until the autopsy is made and investigation carried out.

How and exactly why did your friend die.

Is that clear?

Don't do anything foolish.

Harsh people up here.

What a nonsense! Bastard! "Harsh people up here!"

How could he not be under the snow? - He's lying.

What was it about beating? Who beat him? - I don't know!

What he said was complete bullshit

How do we know where they found him? Why didn't we see the body?

Don't tell this crap to others.

Right? - Why?

Why? We don't need any panic here.

Did you have a fight there? - What?

Did he attack you again? - Are you an idiot?

Out of your mind? - Relax. I just asked.

Why'd you buy this crap? - It was all they had.

These are sedatives.

They help me to sleep.

You brought that much with you?

Why didn't you throw your stones away? - What difference does it make now?

What is this?

What is it?

I told you, there's nothing.

He's not dead.

Cursed... What's wrong with me?

Excuse me, you don't have any other cigarettes?

Do you have a phone?

Go away!

Why's the door open?

Keep this shit closed.

If we are away, the door is closed!

Where's Marleen?

Marleen!

Are you there?

Marleen?

What are you doing here?

Let's go inside.

I don't want to come.

Why? - You don't know what happened.

They think that you and me are to blame.

Who thinks that? - Anne and Margus.

Let's go.

- Did you like me at least a bit or did you just want to upset Olle?

- Hey, get up, let's go in.

Margus has taken sedatives all along.

He's totally out of it.

He said he saw the Ghost Mountaineer up there.

What?

- Margus said that if you had apologized, nothing would have happened.

And now you'll have to go and beg pardon from Olle

for us to get away from here.

Get inside, now! - He’s really bad.

Who put the cat in a can?

I don't want to be here with these chicken.

Where's the onion? - How much did he take?

You kissed Marleen. I saw.

What are you blabbering? - I feel terrible.

Why'd you leave me there? In the snow...

They didn't bring Olle here. And this is not me.

Who are you then?

I went to the holy forest.

Olle!

Olle!

When we left you after the waterfall, we ran into a strange place.

Ribbons on all the trees.

That was the holy forest.

So what?

How does Margus know? I didn’t tell him. - My God! So Olle did!

Why do you have to wear this super mourner face all the time?

And you, Marleen, stop crying!

MILITIA DEPARTMENT

What the fuck?

Hello!

No one seems to be here.

POST OFFICE

Shit. - Closed, too.

Where's everybody?

Damn. They must be somewhere.

Aren’t you cold? What?

Hello!

What will we tell Olle's mother?

Murderers!

Why'd you kill your own German in the mountains?

We'll fuck you all soon enough! - Quiet! Quiet!

Don't move!

Thieves! Thieves!

What do you want?

Someone broke our window last night.

One of us is ill. We need a doctor.

Did you take him away?

Who? - Your friend.

Where to? - To the morgue.

I don't understand. - So go there.

Where to? - What do you not get?

Let's go.

So here's the deal, guys.

You take this rope and drag him to the morgue.

Got it?

We? - Who then? Me?

He's your friend. A surgeon must determine the cause of death.

Where's the surgeon? - There! Where!

I'm sick and tired of your questions!

Standing there with your dead face, waiting for I don't know what!

What do you want me to do? 20 years in this dung hole.

Didn't use to be anything here. And now we have Perestroika!

Right! And what do we get? Dead lines, no transport, no salary.

By the way, you don’t just leave your own people like that.

And no one's even crying. What sort of folk are you?

Marleen, go back. Don't come over here!

Have they examined him at all?

Indrek, go to the guest house. Keep Anne away from here.

How do they know he was beaten up?

What are you looking at?

Go tell her something so she won’t come out here!

- What do we do with the body? Just keep her away! Go!

What are you doing? - Rock solid.

I haven't touched a dead body before.

I have. At school.

What's the talk about beating?

Huh?

I need to see his face. Could you take a look?

Would you dare?

One hand is covering the face.

My God!

Like a plain piece of ice. As if there's no face.

God... - “He has no face...”

Who is it?

Olle's mitten.

His ring, too.

Go to the guest house. Don't tell anyone. Stay there.

Where are you going? - I'll find the hospital.

Alone? - There has to be normal people!

I'll find the hospital. Everything will be fine!

Eero!

Open up!

Open up! - Wait!

Put it there! Put it back! - What happened?

What happened? Tell me! - Wait!

What have they done to you? Let me see!

Who did this to you? Let me see!

Don't! - Tell us what happened!

Someone beat me. - Who?

Who? - I don't know.

Show me... - Get off!

Someone's coming.

Just a minute...

Don't!

It's not as bad as it looks.

You deserved it.

Did you hear me?

-Stop it. - Shut up, fucking whore!

You think I don't see how you're swinging your ass around here?

First Olle, now Eero. Are you happy now?

Why did you tell your tagalong to lie to us?

About Olle's beating.

Huh?

I'll go and tell everything. - What are you gonna tell them?

Don’t touch me! I don’t want you touching me!

Do you think I don't understand what they shout to us at night.

Tell me the truth. Why didn't you look for Olle?

Why did you just sit there?

What'd you do to him? The two of you were there for a long time.

Why didn't you help him? Why didn't you search?

What happened there?

What sort of questions are these?

I was buried in snow myself.

Who beat him, then? Your Ghost Mountaineer?

Hold on...

Do you really all think that...

That I...

Hey, quit it...

I just wanted us to have a fun time there.

How could I have known it would end up like this?

I don't know what happened on that slope.

And I have not beaten anyone.

I could have been killed there myself.

But you don't care.

Hey, come on.

Last thing we need is fighting among ourselves.

We have to go and get him from there.

They've taken him.

So what, Germans, shat into your pants? Let's take a ride

Shit, no electricity again. The land of idiots.

Here's some wood.

Why are you standing there, come in!

What are you staring at? Afraid of the dead?

Dry matches, too. You should be afraid of the living.

Heat up the stove, the bodies melt by morning and we can autopsy.

What'd he say? - We need to heat the room.

He'll melt by morning and we can autopsy.

Got it?

Here, light it up. - Wait...

I'll talk to you tomorrow morning. Heat the stove!

Wait, stop the car! Do something! Jerk!

We took a wrong turn somewhere.

I think we should go right. - No. This village is fucked!

What are you shouting?

Where'd you disappear to?

You left me alone.

Margus, where's the guest house? - Are you nuts?

It's right here. At the end of this street.

Close the door! Close the door!

Passports... passports... passports...

Where are the passports?

Indrek!

A safe.

The key!

Oh dear

So...

You're not heating.

Why's that?

We're young people and afraid of the dead.

We'll file a complaint! - Complaint?

To whom? And where?

In Moscow. - In Moscow!

Everyone's picking nephrite. It's not forbidden.

But what's this?

Now I get it why the Buryatians hid.

It's not ours. - It was in your leader's pocket.

You don't touch anything in the mountains! It's holy for them.

Where's the rest? - We don't have anything.

Liars!

All the slant-eyes know where you got it.

Hold up. Give that to me.

We're not getting out of here He won't let us.

Fotik, where'd you get that?

How'd you get it? This bastard has my camera!

Let me out! Bastards! You hear me? You don't lock people up like this!

Give my camera back! Come here!

Eero, help me! What are you staring at?

What's wrong with you?

Be quiet!

You break something, you'll all live in the morgue!

You faggots! Speak Russian! Fascists!

I'll kill you all!

Shit. I fell asleep.

I can't hold it anymore.

I told you yesterday to piss into the sink.

I can't! - Then pee into your pants.

Come here, I'll hold the blanket for you.

Eero, there are people! Look!

Get up, dammit!

Who are they? - A Volga. The superiors. Help!

Hey, people! Help us!

- Make some room!

Help us!

What's this?

A holy mountain crystal? What nonsense.

This is my camera. - So take it.

Take it.

Comrade Skvortsov, why didn't you report on them to Irkutsk?

How? The line is dead.

And what do you have the car for?

Right, then... the autopsy shall be done today, immediately.

But you'll come to Irkutsk with us tomorrow.

We'll sort it out there.

I don't have people. - What?

And who's tying the rags there? Wild animals?

What kind of superstition is this? Lenin is abused...

The ribbons should not be touched. They'll go berserk.

You're infected with this shit, too?

Please, we shouldn't do that.

There are just a few Russians in the village.

You go to the morgue to get the documents.

And you, we’ll deal with you here.

What are you standing there for?

Help me!

He's so big.

I won't go in there. - Do we have a choice?

I won't!

We have to do something! - I know we do I just...

Shit, I don't want to go in there. - So what then?

I would do well not to yell at them.

The bodies are dead, but their souls are here.

We'll bury them in spring, then they'll get peace.

Go talk to him!

You'll find out everything in no time.

Here, drink.

Come, come, come, drink.

Drink!

Drink it!

What are you afraid of?

He stole our stone.

Let's go! Out! Come on, come on, come on!

But where is the surgeon?

I'm the surgeon! Go, go, go, go!

I thought this nephrite would be prettier.

A jewel that does not sparkle...

Well?

There was the Ghost Mountaineer, but for me, it was you.

Shit!

You fell and pushed the snow into motion.

Nothing would have happened if it weren’t for you.

Nothing at all would have happened.

Yeah.

You were right, the militiaman lied. No one beat me, it's from falling.

Good boy.

There's no time for melting completely. They ordered us to hurry.

Help me. Grab the bucket and throw water.

With hot water, we'll make him soft enough.

Turn him over. Turn him over.

Did you see it?

We hoped that that would be it.

That we’d get the cause of death and papers in the morning.

It was a real...

a party or... it was four in the morning.

We wished that he would have died immediately

when he was buried.

So that it wouldn't be like, if we had searched more, then...

So his death wouldn’t have been our fault.

So it wouldn't haunt us.

It was a weird orgy of liberation.

I know that I haven't been so drunk before or after that in my life.

Up, everyone!

Everyone up!

So you filed a complaint about us, bastards!

The people from Irkutsk.. - What people?

They're pissed off!

No one cares here!

We dragged your asshole down from the mountains.

Did you thank us? Bastards! Fucking bastards!

- Kolja, they are crazy! Let’s get out of here.

What are you doing, morons? The Germans are to blame! The Germans!

The Buryatians! They'll kill us all!

Shit! Now you're fucked. Your games are over.

A completely strange Buryatian brought us the autopsy report.

We found out that Olle had suffocated under the snow.

Had lived no more than 15 minutes.

No investigation was opened on this case.

Neither in Estonia nor in Siberia,

as Olle's mother did not hand in a motion.

OLLE’S MOTHER Thank you for bringing my son back.

Such nice friends.

I knew it was going to happen. I didn’t even do Olle's laundry.

We made him look good.

I didn't want dear Olle to go with an ugly face.

He was a different guy there. All made up.

I've been thinking of how much this trip changed me.

Or didn't change at all.

Anyway, it was an ill twist of fate for us to be on that trip.

Yeah. It's a pity.

MARLEEN BECAME A FINE GP AND A GOOD MOTHER

MARGUS FOUND HIS VOCATION IN TRAVEL BUSINESS

INDREK IS IN PUBLIC SERVICE AND STILL LIKES TO HIKE WITH HIS FAMILY

ANNE'S CHILDREN DID NOT WISH TO RECALL THE TRIP OR SAY ANYTHING ABOUT HER

EERO MADE THE FILM YOU JUST WATCHED

FILMED IN THE SAME VILLAGE WHERE THE REAL EVENTS OCCURRED