Original subtitles

We've identified the woman.

She's the owner of the house, she's a retiree and lonely.

Nothing is known about him yet.

The local officer is sure he's not from their neighborhood.

Why is he so sure?

He's not dressed like a local one.

Find the head.

Andrey Petrovich, we've looked everywhere. The head is not here.

Not everywhere if it's not found. Keep searching.

It seems like the head wasn't cut off, but torn off.

We'll find this out.

The woman was definitely killed with an axe, but this one...

We'll find this out. You can go, guys.

But we haven't finished yet.

You've been looking for the head for 90 min. I need to let the guys go.

- It's good here. - Right.

The forest, and a lake is near.

You should consider it, Petrovich. It's a perfect place for your retirement.

I'm kidding.

Lieutenant Colonel!

We've found it, Andrey Petrovich.

He's definitely not a local one.

Hi. Are you awake?

There's a very peculiar one. Can you come?

Thank you for coming.

Do I have to go with it on my laps?

I told you not to let the guys go.

Wait.

Here. Bring it back later.

You should thank the Captain.

I'd never put this into my car.

Bye.

Damn, she's a one pretty girl.

She should be a movie star, but she serves truckers.

What? Is it her again?

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THE VAMPIRES OF MIDLAND 2

Why do you need this, grandpa?

Oh, this? Well...

they say on Whit Monday...

the souls of the dead come on Earth.

They sit on birch branches...

and chat with the living.

If we want to pray for Zhenyok

we should do it in a proper way, not in a half-assed one.

The Internet says that evil spirits are frightened of Whit Monday.

I'm not.

I'm a good one.

When The Golden Horde's cavalry approached Smolensk...

they received a message that Khan Berdi Beg had died.

He was Özbeg's grandson, and Batu Khan's last direct descendant.

The fight over the power started in the Horde,

so the army had to come back home.

That's how Smolensk was saved from the invasion.

Young man,

you're very much mistaken about the Khan's invasion.

Comrades, that's not the reason they turned back.

- Grandpa, we don't have time for this now. - That's not the reason.

You can find this info in many different sources.

Solovyov, Belyukov, Platonov.

Do these names of historians ring a bell for you?

Well, in matter of history,

I'd refer to a source named Krivich Svyatoslav Vernidubovich.

- Here we go again. - Who is he?

They hire amateurs now. And you...

He knows the names of the Khans.

But the sources don't tell their asses got kicked here.

So?

If an old man can kick your asses like this...

just comprehend what our warriors can do to you all.

Go ahead, short ones,

turn your horses around...

and alga!

Alga home. Alga.

Damn foreigners. I'm short of time already,

but I have to bury you all and patch up my caftan now.

Well, hello, Zhenyok.

Hello, dear.

It's nice here.

The Sun is shining, the wind is blowing.

Yikes on bikes!

Well done, Zhenyok! He's a nimble one!

He's broken through here too.

This is Atriplex hortensis, garden orach.

Crapensis. Don't be stupid, it's Zhenyok.

I can feel it.

We've visited Zhenyok, grandpa. I have to go to Moscow now, business trip.

Alright, daughter, go ahead. Send my regards to your job.

- Go, go. - I have to go too. The living are waiting.

Bring more blood, I worked up my appetite.

Go already.

Let them go, right?

We'll sit and chat here.

Here.

Don't worry about your mother.

We help her as mush as we can.

She stays positive. She's strong.

You know what she says to the cops?

I'll cry when you find the body.

She's a mother.

They consider you a missing one.

I could take you home, huh?

You're all alone here.

You're gonna be stumped or eaten by birds.

Come on.

Let's go home.

Our home remains the same, Zhenyok.

It does.

But Olga hasn't come by for few months.

But the reason for this is quite obvious.

Totally not dear Cerberus,

didn't they teach you to knock when you enter a lady's room?

She might be undressed.

Why knock?

She'll get dressed then.

You're made to be on stage.

Your type is riff-raff trash.

And you're a slut.

One day you're gonna forget to put these shades on.

I'm shivering with joy thinking of what I'll do to you.

Keep dreaming about it, slut.

During the looting in Smolensk,

Napoleon's army tried to get Virgin Hodegetri icon many times.

But for some magical reason,

the icon kept appearing back on its place.

You're lying again.

Good grief!

These bastards are gonna suck all my blood out.

Russia is the worst place on Earth!

I agree, but their women are just amazing.

I'd rather sleep with a horse in Paris than with the prettiest woman in this hell.

Michel?

Where's Michel, Nicolas?

Nicolas?

Where are you, guys?

Guerra warriors?

Evil spirits? The Russians?

Bad luck deals with the one who steals!

Looks like it's safe and sound.

If I believed in You, I'd cross myself.

And then...

a man...

carried this icon...

back to Smolensk.

So it wasn't a miracle. The people were miraculous.

So they saved the icon.

Don't look at me like that.

Write it down.

Or you'll always stay a bladder.

Thank you, kids.

Where were we?

Right, Jean. This is a great story.

Olga loved white flowers.

I've given her flowers for the 1st time. I think she won't take offense.

Happy birthday, Olga.

Yeah, right.

Happy birthday.

- Why did you want to see me? - I see her in my dreams.

She comes and yells at me for not being at the funeral.

For not kissing her goodbye.

Don't blame yourself. You were too weak after the surgery.

You wouldn't be able to kiss her anyway, she was buried in a closed casket.

It's good for you that you sleep now.

Only your pills make me fall asleep. Can you give me some more?

How much longer, baby?

- Hello. - Hello.

Look, go wait for me in the car.

Go!

Baby?

Well, I... I don't even know her name.

Alright, let's go.

We'll get to my office to check your tests.

I've started playing again.

I thought it could distract me, but no.

All songs I write are about her.

Honey.

Happy birthday.

Come on, let's go.

I'll prescribe something stronger for you. Let's go, baby.

So this is... your new bed here.

Yeah.

Anna brought this cup...

from Moscow.

She flies there like a fly to see Vanya every weekend.

There, and back again. Buzz, buzz, buzz.

They're having a love affair.

- You can't be here. - I'm a cop too. What happened?

Two officers from the head office are dead.

Who are you, ma'am?

I'm his...

old friend.

I believe you're Anna.

Ivan told much about you.

My condolences.

What happened?

We're figuring this out.

IVAN

I can't get through, Anna.

They need me at the job. I hope I'll be back before you come.

Look, we've got a very weird dead body.

What do you think?

Anna, I'm sorry, but maybe you need some help?

Why was he called?

There were investigative activities in Yamishchevo.

- We needed to consult him. - About what?

The job thing. It doesn't matter anymore.

- Was he called because of this? - How come does she have this photo?

Come on, you came and offered your help. So help me.

We were hunting the vampire from Smolensk down together.

If only someone could help us figure this out.

We came to Yamishchevo because of dead bodies.

A woman's and this beheaded one's. We were looking for his head for long.

When we found it, the lieutenant colonel called Ivan.

What are you looking for now?

Ivan was transporting that head.

But the head isn't at the accident site.

Maybe it wasn't an accident then?

Maybe it wasn't an accident.

Can I see the body?

Look, you better come to senses now.

It'd be better if I could see the body now.

Damn, she's so strong!

Show them your badge. I'll warn them.

I'm sorry for distracting you from such a pleasant and important business.

I need to inspect you.

Tell me, do you really like it?

The protocol says so.

Could you zip your fly to follow the protocol then?

Follow me.

It's too tragic for such a festive and sunny day. Happy birthday, Olga.

Screw you.

I've brought you some blood as a present.

Your Sergey’s blood.

- How is he? - He's fresh and happy.

And I believe he's satisfied by a woman.

Great, he's a handsome young man, he needs sex.

A great relationship.

You feel sick because your hormones rearrange.

I feel sick because I'm here!

Because I can't see the Sun.

I can't see anything except for these ugly faces in shades.

You can't get nervous, Olga.

You're right. It can harm the future child.

But I really love my future child.

I can't but love it as I'll die as soon as it's born.

Stop this drama, don't do it!

Get me out of here, dear Jean.

Kill that moron behind the door, kill them all or bribe them. Do something.

You're asking for impossible things.

A coward can't give a different answer.

A 200-year-old coward.

I'm leaving!

Get back into the cage!

Take off your shades, jerk. I wanna see your little piggy eyes trembling with fear.

I can't let you out until she's back in the cage, Doctor.

Olga, we've been through it many times.

Then take me. Right here, right now.

You're a man, Jean. It's only for medical purpose.

The woman needs caress.

It's the woman's birthday today.

I imagined us having sex and almost threw up.

Boys!

I curse you two.

We've got a new Keeper instead of Irina Vitalievna.

Her son.

Kostya.

What can I say about him...

Like mother like son. No miracle happened.

I'm meeting him soon.

It's better not to be late.

He's an unpleasant man even when he's in a good mood.

And if...

he's angry...

He almost chokes on his own crap.

I have to go, Zhenyok. See you.

Hello, I'm sorry.

There's an accident on Lokomotivnaya st.

Gavrilov - seven min. Samusenko - 13 min.

Koshelev - 21 min late.

I'm sorry, Konstantine Sergeevich.

But we're late for what?

What do you mean? I informed everyone we were to meet today at 2 a.m.

I can see that. Did something happen?

I summoned you all, that's what happened.

Isn't it good enough for you to show up on time?

What kind of attitude is that?

What are you? A serious organization or a lame security company?

Well, your mother was okay with everything.

I'm not my mother, is it clear?

It's time to live and work in a new way.

New reality needs new approaches.

Why wasn't the road work on Lokomotivnaya finished on time?

Pavel Pavlovich, there are problems with...

What problems? We got the expertise a month ago. What the hell?

We're remaking the letter from the environment service.

If she becomes disabled...

I'll personally bury you under that road.

Personally! I'll need no papers or expertise. Got it?

His daughter... crashed the barrier while on motorbike.

Why have you reported it just now?

Why just now?

I haven't started with him. I'm waiting for the head.

How about coffee?

Call me if you need me.

In the 17th century, Smolensk coat of arms got a bat in it for some time.

Unfortunately, we don't know why a bat exactly.

But later it was replaced with Gamayun bird.

And it's still...

Well, feel free to roam now.

We're meeting at the museum entrance in 10 min.

Wait, you're right this time. You made no mistake.

You've already visited the keep. What about the Thunder Tower?

- We haven't. - How come, comrades?

You must walk along the embankment. It's this way, and...

Svyatoslav Vernidubovich, all tour guides hold grudges against you.

You prevent them from working.

You call this working? They just walk talking nonsense.

They distort history. I can't stay out of it.

You jeopardize the secrecy of your own existence with these acts.

It's very hard to keep it secret in the modern world.

You set us up as well. What if someone learns about you?

You can't exile or put in an asylum nowadays.

You're right. We live in hard times.

But one still can't distort history.

I'm here for a different reason. I was told Anna had left the city again.

She went to Vanya.

So what?

God only knows what she does there.

She's an adult and smart woman.

I insist on vampires reporting about leaving Smolensk region.

The report must include the address and period of staying.

This is for your safety too.

As Machiavelli said, "The end justifies the means."

See, Konstantine Sergeevich?

You're distorting history too.

Avidius said it, not Machiavelli.

Did you know Avidius or Machiavelli?

I know their works.

Not the Wikipedia.

Get into the car.

Calm down, girl. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Who are you hiding from?

Don't be afraid, sweetie. Everything is alright.

I'm Anna.

What's your name?

What happened here?

Will you tell me?

Easy, easy, girl.

You're safe now, don't be scared.

Come.

Hello, ma'am.

Whose is this girl?

- She's not a local one. - Maybe she's visiting?

Maybe she is. I don't know.

- You should call the police. - I am the police.

What am I gonna do about you, lost girl?

Here you are.

We're done.

You know, Jean Ivanovich...

sometimes I so regret...

that you didn't let me die in peace back then.

Inconstancy, thy name is woman.

First you wanna live, then you wanna die.

I do wanna live.

But it's not a life now.

This is the life, Irina Vitalievna. Love it as it is.

You can't expect a different one for now, but I'm doing my best.

Good health to you, Irina Vitalievna.

I've brought some treats for you.

Yeah.

Thank you, Svyatoslav Vernidubovich...

for bringing fruit.

To a vegetable.

You're making jokes.

It means you're getting better.

Right, Jean?

There are no real improvements, but her sarcoma isn't improving either.

Our medicine turns the metastases back.

They'll regroup and fight back again, but...

- We can handle it for now. - We can handle it for now.

These must be enough for two weeks.

- We're running out of the crystal. - Noted.

Irina Vitalievna, we had our hard times, but...

as a friend of mine used to say, he was the wisest man and a Jew,

"Never wish for a different king."

"Never."

Konstantine Sergeevich and we have some disagreements.

We can settle them without anyone's help.

See you later, Svyatoslav Vernidubovich.

Get well.

Olga needs outside walks.

Goodbye, Jean Ivanovich. Goodbye.

All the best.

Well done.

You should be strict to them.

- Well done. - I'm good at dealing with the vampires.

But as for the job... Pavel Pavlovich scolded me like a boy.

He treats me like a small official who he can scold anytime.

You can do nothing about it.

We're ordinal people for the others.

I'd been an ordinal man for my whole life.

Now I have this knowledge and power.

Why can't we use it, mother?

Stop it.

You have many qualities people will respect you for.

Yeah.

For example... I'm responsible.

Hi.

- Andrey Petrovich. - Well...

if you say you didn't find the head, I'm gonna kill you.

- We searched everywhere. - That's it, you're dead.

Sir, the head couldn't get father than 500 m at such car accident.

Could someone take it from the trunk?

- Well... - Find the head.

I don't think Petrovich will consider it an accident.

He's gonna combine the cases.

Petrovich's gonna investigate anything lest retire.

We have one detective fewer now, it means he's got more work to do.

Easy, Petrovich! Misha said a stupid thing. Don't lose your temper.

Ivan was like a son to me.

I'm sorry, sir. I'm all stressed.

We wanted to drink to your retirement...

but we drank to the guys to rest in peace instead.

Okay.

- Sir. - Have you found the head?

We identified the fingerprints on the axe.

How can this noisy action of yours be explained?

With injustice.

You should be kissing my hands instead of keeping me here.

You should be kissing the hands of all of us.

Only our medicine keeps your mother alive.

Do you understand it?

You don't, do you?

You can only fight against women.

I was going to give you a present for your birthday.

To let you walk outside, but after the things you said...

Screw you and your walk.

It's weird. I was told you wanted to walk outside.

Well...

Then...

Sunbathe here.

Kostya, take your shades off.

I can't. It's so sunny here.

Stop!

Police! Stop!

YOU SHOULD EXERCISE MORE

Stop!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Your hands! Put them behind your back!

Why did you shoot at him?

I didn't shoot at him, I shot at the wheels.

Don't do it again.

I've nothing to do with it.

I ran because I got scared.

The cops don't come for no reason.

You're absolutely right.

The owner of this house was killed with an axe with your fingerprints.

Right, my fingerprints. She asked me to kill a hen.

I killed one. She gave me booze for it.

A hen, herself...

and one more man, right?

No. Only the hen.

Come on. Ask the girl.

What girl?

A stray girl got stuck to her. Fedotovna wanted to cook the soup for her.

There was no one here.

We searched the place together, sir.

- There was a girl. - Right, that's what I say.

A woman driving a jeep took her few hours ago.

She asked whose the girl was.

- What did she look like? - Who? The girl? - The woman.

Blond hair. Pretty.

But sad.

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You must be hungry.

Do you want a hot-dog and fries or ice-cream?

I'll take both.

- Hello? - Hello, Anna.

It's Lieutenant Sochkov. We met at the accident site today. Remember?

I do.

I've got info that a woman with blond hair drove a girl away from

the scene of crime in Yamishchevo.

- Was it you? - It was me.

Great, come to our station then.

We won't come, we're in Smolensk.

How come in Smolensk?

Why did you drive her away? She's a possible witness of the murder.

She's in shock, she'll hardly talk soon.

Anna, bring her here, now.

We must identify her.

Watch your tone, Lieutenant. You don't have the rank for it.

Let's say I bring her. First, you'll try to talk to her for 10 min.

You'll be talking, she'll be silent, then she'll be crying.

No one's gonna bother with her at the weekend.

I'll send you a photo of her.

If a relative shows up, let me know.

What do kids eat nowadays?

Her beloved one is dead.

But instead of crying, she goes to the morgue to see the headless body.

Then she finds an important witness and drives her to Smolensk, not to us.

Does it sound logical?

It doesn't.

Alright, you're free now.

I wish. I have to write so many reports because of those three bullets.

Next time...

before shooting at a man...

think about how much ink you'll have to waste later.

Don't torture yourself. Here.

Thank you.

Are you insane?

Why did you take your shades off, moron?

You were told a hundred times what you guarded.

I didn't.

Where's she then?

I can finally see your eyes.

Well, sweetie...

do you recognise me?

Come on, open it. Hurry up.

My bad, sir.

The paper is so soft.

It must be tasty.

Hi, grandpa.

You're very talented.

You did bring the orach.

It's not orach, it's Zhenyok.

That's what I said.

Jean, could you...

bring some more blood?

Grandpa...

There's not enough donors to feed your appetite.

Who the hell is it at such a late hour?

Look how quick her and Vanya are.

She went to see him in the morning, and she comes back with a child tonight.

What a horrible thing.

Fly away, Vanya.

Your body is caged, but your soul is free.

I'm okay.

Ivan sent me this shortly before his death.

Damn, a vampire again!

It's not certain. There are many weirdos now.

Some transplant fish scale to their asses to look like mermaids.

It's not hard to make fangs.

This is him. I took it from the morgue.

Let me see.

Well...

he's definitely not a human.

Taste it better.

That's why I've brought the girl.

She was at the crime scene, she definitely saw something.

- It's better if we learn it first. - Sounds wise.

But she hasn't said a word yet.

She may be dumb or maybe she can't talk due to the stress.

I tried to read her thoughts, but it's just a scream.

She must've seen horrible things. Poor girl.

Where's Olga?

What do you mean by that?

Isn't it too early for dementia, Konstantine Sergeevich?

Stop it, Olga escaped. I believe she's here.

You overestimate her feelings to this place.

We have nothing to hide.

You can search the place if you want.

No need yet.

- But if she does something bad... - Then what?

Then what, huh?

What a twisted logic!

You screwed up with the countess, but we're responsible?

If you learn something, inform us.

I'm running so fast that the wind is blowing my hair back.

The old man is impossible.

- What a horrible day! - Whit Monday.

She's doing great. She's staying strong.

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What is it there, girl?