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Shit.

- The wood is wet.
- Don't worry, it'll catch.

Misha, put on a warm jacket,
will you?

Mom, can you not?

- Almost...
- Misha, put it on. I'm begging you.

Mom, stop.

Just take off the wet one
and put this one on.

- All right.
- And the scarf, too.

Here we go.

Sergey, find a pair
of warm socks in there.

- Here.
- There, it's starting.

Do you think
you can find another pair for Anton?

- Let me see.
- There must be another pair.

It'll light up now.

Here you go.

All right, let them dry a bit here.

Let me put this on.
We can use it then.

- Misha, where are you going?
- To pee, Mom.

So, Misha...

I read... I read that...

I read that people
who are facing death really wanna fuck.

Are you one of those people?

It has to do with the body's
reproductive mechanism launch...

for copying oneself.

And there's also
the concept of Eros and Thanatos,

but that's more
about psychology than physiology.

Yeah, that one.

A drink would be good as well.

Here's the deal...

get some booze, and you'll get
both Eros and Thanatos. Am I clear?

That's it.
Take out the ridgepole.

All right, now the second one.

Yeah, get that one.

Okay.

Keep going.

Ira, Anton, come here.

Anton, okay, why don't we make a deal?

Today, you go with Grandpa.
Tomorrow, we'll swap again.

Good? Huh?

All right, let's get going.
Girls, anyone have to pee?

We have a long way to go.

Pa, is there any other road?

No, either we
take this road or we take a long detour.

Sergey, let's get out of here.

Don't go out there.

We've gotta find a way across.

I'll be right back.

How long are we staying here?

Look at this shit.

Hey! Hello!

We have to move it.

So, should I do it, or...

- Stop yelling.
- Whatever.

Seems like nobody is here. Look, Sergey.

The road is completely empty.

We only need to move this big sucker.
That's it.

Go ahead, move it.
You're the truck expert here.

I wish that was true.

Well, should we pull him out?

Let's at least...

Keep going, you're good.

Hey.

Are you alive?

Sergey! Sergey!

Sergey.

- Lift him. The Land Rover.
- Get him in the car.

We need to get him to a hospital!

Yes, yes, we need
to get to one fast.

Anton, get in the Volvo.
You'll ride with Grandpa.

Up.

Easy! Easy!

Be careful. There.

Misha, get in the car, now!

You get in the Volvo.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Misha, can you drive for me?

Sergey, come on, stay with me.

- Don't let him fall asleep.
- How?

- Just talk to him!
- That's what I'm doing.

- How are you feeling, Sergey?
- Bad.

- Shake him! Shake him!
- I am shaking him. Watch the road!

Sergey, can you hear me? Sergey.

Sergey, come on!

Where are we going? What's going on?

Here.

That's enough to calm my nerves.

Is Dad going to die?

He will.

Just not today.

Houses.

Houses nearby.

Good job. Let's go faster.

Make sure you follow us.

Just keep following us!

Go find me
a needle and thread, quick.

- What are you doing, Boris?
- Making firewood! God...

- There's heaps of it out front.
- Great, I'll get the lighter.

Let's bring in Sergey first.

All right.

- Polina!
- Yes, I'm here.

- Lift him. Careful.
- Okay.

- Take him in.
- Easy.

We're almost there...

Hold on!

Anya, where are you going?

Stop! Wait! Please, wait!

Anya!

Wait, we're not sick!

Get inside right now!

My husband is injured. Stop.

- Hey, wait!
- Stop, please wait.

Don't be scared.
We need your help. Please help us.

Wait, Leonid.

My name is Anya.

- Igor.
- Anyone in the house?

Leonid, hang on.

No, I'm by myself.

We need a needle and thread right away.

Igor, listen,
we are normal people like you.

My husband is bleeding to death,
and we must stitch his wound.

Are... are you a doctor?

No, are you?

Uh, no.

But you can wait here.
I'll look around for a needle.

And some thread, please.

I'll look for some thread. Wait here.

Don't mess around, boy.

Put it away. I promise, I'm not dangerous.

I have a needle and thread.
Should we boil it?

It takes too long.
We need to disinfect it.

Do we have any vodka?

- Yes.
- Give it to me.

Here.

Let me see.

We need more. Is that all of it?

- No.
- Get it.

Yes, okay, yes. Hang on, yes.

Mom.

Tear some more rags there, Misha.

I can't see anything. It's impossible.
I can't put the thread in the needle.

Let me.

Mmm-hmm. Okay.

My specialty...

is stuffing duck.
I've never had the stuffing leak out.

Meat is meat.

Okay. Pour it now.

Here.

Is it vodka?

Yeah, 120-proof.

- Careful.
- Uh-huh.

Let's go.
Let's get some firewood. Come, help me.

- Well?
- Do you need any more help?

Of course. You come here and hold him.

Here, drink, drink.
Just relax. Swallow, swallow.

It'll help.

Easy, easy, easy.

It's okay.

You'll be all right. Bite on this.

Shh.

Easy, easy, easy, dear.

You're okay.

Easy.

That's it, that's it.

We're almost done, my dear.
Okay? Just hang on. Right?

It's a double stitch.

Scissors.

Cut it.

Careful.

Okay.

Easy, easy, easy.

He's sleeping now.

Do you want some?

I don't drink.

All right.

I don't either.

It's just... he's my son.

Very stressful, very stressful, you know?

What did you do to him?
Why does he treat you like that?

What happened?

With Sergey?

It's a long story, you know?

I have time.

Well, nobody taught us how to be parents.

At least good parents.

We worked hard...

from dawn to dusk for a better tomorrow.

After perestroika though,

the better tomorrow
we had worked for was abandoned.

They closed the institute,
didn't even let us take the archive.

Everything.

Decades of scientific work,
down the drain.

What about you?
How did you take it?

Tried to adjust.

And how was that?

Difficult. It was difficult.

Um, do you think you've had enough?

May I?

I need a pen.

Do you have a pen?

Did he wake up?

He didn't.
He's snoring like a freight train.

It's good that he's snoring.

He snores so much when he drinks.

Especially beer.

With vodka, too.

At the beginning, I just couldn't sleep,
but then it was fine.

You have to fall asleep
before he does.

You know, before he went and got you,
he didn't ask me...

and if he had asked,
I wouldn't have objected.

You know why he left me for you?

It's so simple.

When Anton was born...

we had a lot of unexpected complications.

Rhesus incompatibility.

I was only focused on the baby.

I just stopped sleeping with him.

I thought he'd be okay
for a couple of months.

But then he moved
to another room to get enough sleep.

And I missed what was happening.

It's my fault for not fucking him...
at least once.

It's that simple.
You wouldn't be here now.

You should have fucked him.

I'm just checking to see if it worked.

Did you use the needle and thread?

Yes. Yes, thank you.

You know, we should all help each other,
especially in hard times.

Yes, of course.

Look, I don't like
to ask for things normally, but, um...

please, I'm really sorry to ask...

would it be possible to share some food?
Anything at all?

I'm sorry.

No, it's okay. Just wait there.

Wait.

Here you go.

Is your husband better? Is he well?

He's recovering.

That's great. God bless you both.

Many thanks to you.

Leonid.

Psst.

What?

I found a set of sheets,
but it's covered in yellow stains.

It's probably piss
and that's disgusting, right?

I'm not taking my clothes off.

This entire house smells
like disgusting piss-stained rags.

I'm completely disgusted, aren't you?

It smells like a old, dead woman.
I know an old woman peed in here.

Let's see where we are.

Leonid, did you even hear me?

Do you have a signal?

Not really.

I thought I downloaded some maps earlier.

What do you want from me?

If you want, I'll pitch a tent for you.

We don't have other options.

Well, you don't have to be mean.

How are the three of us
going to sleep here?

It'll be all right.

You take the bed.

We'll sleep on the floor, Polina and I.

Sorry it's no Courchevel.

We'll be okay.

Where's Polina?

I'm sorry.

Polina!

What is it?

It's Misha.

Cool.

May I enter?

Maybe. It depends.

What's that?

It's an alcoholic ice-cream.

I mean, a sorbet. There's no cream.

I collected some snow after I saw
Boris empty his bottle of vodka.

I, uh, added some sugar.

I washed them both. The mug and the spoon.

And the cone?

I forgot.

It'll do.

You're a special man.

But please tell me,
why do you like alcohol?

Ancestors.

My family has many drunks.

I don't think
that I have read any research

about alcoholism being passed down.

Although it is possible in theory.

It's been recently proven
that traumatic experiences

can be passed on so...

So, what does it feel like?

Never been drunk?

You've never had any alcohol?

Not even beer?

Not even a beer.

In that case, let me pop your cherry.

You deserve it.

Come here.

Come on.

More here.

Unbutton it.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

Go on. Go ahead and do it.

Good boy.

Go on. Lick it.

How is it?

At least you had
some booze.

Hey, kiddo, looks like
you're a cheap date.

- Misha.
- What?

Misha, get up!

Look over there.

Did you see him?

See whom?

A little boy.

What little boy?

Our child... idiot.

Sergey.

Anya, how is he?

Fever's getting worse.

Please stay with him. I'll be right back.

Take them away.

Take them away. Take them away.

Take them away.

- We'll all go together.
- I can't go anywhere.

I'm tired. I'm not...

I won't pull through.

You'll get through this.

I don't wanna torture them
if it takes too long.

I'm asking you now. Promise me.

Sergey.

It's going to be all right.

Boris, where's Misha? Have you seen him?

Where did he go?

- I'll go and look for him.
- You'll be fine.

Misha!

Misha!

Boris.

Where are you?

Boris, did you fall?

- Huh?
- Did you fall?

No, I just sat here to rest for a while.

- Well, be careful. Don't catch a draft.
- Yeah.

Oh, uh, you had a map? Can I see?

Yeah, here. Why do you need it?

I just wanna look around.

Here, take it.

At what temperature does blood
start to coagulate, 41 or 42?

I wouldn't know.

Misha knows. I should ask Misha.

Yeah, ask Misha.

What is it?

What is it?

Shh. There.

Oh, shit. Shit.

Easy. Easy.

It's okay.

Ira... Ira...

Ira...

Ira... Ira...

- Shit.
- Ira...

Polina.

Why are you playing with him?

Misha's a good boy.

He really loves you.

You should value these things right now.

Shh.

- What?
- Was that a shot?

Where's Leonid?
He should be on watch.

What's going on?

- The car is missing.
- Which one?

Your car.

What?

Help me find another rifle.
It was somewhere here.

Misha! Anton, boy!

Get up!

Time to get up.

- Listen, Boris, put the weapon down!
- Have fun!

Now, time to learn how to shoot.

- Hey, Boris, calm down.
- Every man must know how to shoot, Ira.

Boris, listen to me. Let's take it easy.

Let's sit and talk calmly right here.
You must be very tired.

My son is dying.

- I don't even know you.
- Boris Mikhaylovich!

I don't care about you guys.

Have you seen Leonid?

Your Leonid is gone.

He's long gone. Good for him.

Boris, can you gently
put the weapon on the ground

because it could accidentally discharge.
Or how about give it to me?

Stay away! Stay away!

Stay away from me!

What you girls, what you both
did to my son... how dare you? You know...

You ate him away.

- Stop it.
- You dug your claws into him.

You're tearing him apart.
You each want a piece of him.

And it's never enough for you.
You took everything he had.

Left him with nothing.

It's still not enough! Not enough...

Boris Mikhaylovich, you're currently
in a state of alcohol intoxication...

- Am I really? Is that so, Misha?
- Shh. It's okay.

Come with me, Misha. Come over here.

I'm going to teach you how to be a man.

How to survive.
You should know how to survive.

- Where's Anton? I want to see my grandson.
- Anton is right here.

- Where? Where?
- Right in here. In here.

Let's get him dressed,
then you can teach him to shoot.

Careful. His hands. That's it.

- Misha, go get the ropes.
- Stop it! Enough! Enough!

- shut up.
- I just want my boys to know how to shoot.

That's it. Not today, gun-crazy maniac.

Those men...

One of them is injured,
the other one is drunk,

and the third one
just stole a car and left.

Misha, you'll be the man of the house now.

I don't think
he left for no reason.

- He's not like that.
- Get used to it.

They're all like that.
They just leave when you least expect it.

Everyone...

the important thing is
that we can't lose hope.

We need to count everything. All the food.

Maybe we write a list of everything.

- I don't like this.
- Quiet!

Lights, get the lights!
Take the rifle!

Sergey.

Hey! What's going on?

Leonid, where were you?

I just left for an hour. You were asleep.

Why are you all up? Where's Boris?

- Where should I sit?
- Here. Come on in.

- Good evening, everyone.
- Hello.

- Take my coat.
- Okay.

Let me introduce you to Olga.
She's a veterinarian.

Have a seat, Aunty Olga.

- Here, Olga.
- Oh.

- Here's Polina, my daughter. Remember her?
- Polina?

That can't be Polina.

Polina is just seven years old.

No more. This girl is way too tall.

- This is Marina, my wife.
- Hello.

She's a bit younger than you.

Boy or girl, eh?

Um, we decided not to find out.
You see, we wanted it to be a surprise.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

So, where's your patient?

Right there.

Who did the stitching?

- Me.
- Well done.

Any allergies? Huh?

I don't know.

No. He shouldn't.

Well, we'll find out.

What's that?

An antibiotic.

Is it safe to use on humans?

What's the difference?

Staphylococcus is the same for everyone.

One minute. Just...

I don't know.

I don't get it.
Whose man is he?

Mine.

You have no other choice.

Might even be too late.

Yes or no?

Good morning.

Hello.

Leonid, where should I sit?

Aunty Olga, what are you doing?
We came in the white one.

Oh, my God. What have I done this time?
I can't remember.

Daughter. My dear... my dear daughter...

Forgive me, please.
That definitely wasn't me.

It's just all the stress, eh?

You want hot tea? It's got sugar.

Yeah. Thank you.

You all...

You all had breakfast already?

How is he doing?

He still has a fever
and hasn't woken up yet.

It's okay. Let him sleep.

Good morning.

Please forgive me.

Just come eat, marshal.

The bathhouse is ready.

Dad, you're finally awake.

Hello.

Thank you.

Momma said
we need to take your temperature.

Well, if Momma said so...

How is Momma? Aunt Anya?

Where are they?

They're at the bathhouse.

Bathhouse? They're together?

I found a towel there.

Got a few more if you want.

I'm all good.

Perhaps you might want
to at least cover the bench.

Marina, leave some water
so we can wash our hair.

I'm done already.
I'm going into the house.

Are pregnant women even allowed to steam?

No, better to not risk it.

Come in, warm yourself up.

You're letting the steam out.

How far along are you?

Six months.

Whoa!

I never got as big as you are now.

Well, because I'm really tiny,
you know, it looks huge.

Have you already picked a name?

We had decided on "Misha"
or just "Michelle" if it's a girl.

But now, of course, we'd never...

I mean, you know,
two Mishas wouldn't work.

Misha.

Misha...

Misha, wake up!

We're running out of wood!

We're getting cold.

Folks?

Misha! Misha! Misha!

Misha!

Misha!

Misha, you're alive?

You got robbed?

Are you okay?

Get up. Come on.

Come on.

It's Anya,
the one who borrowed your thread.

Open up!

- Hey, stop.
- No! No! Get out...

- What's up, piece of shit?
- Get out.

Get over here.

Keep walking!

Leonid, shoot her!

Stay there.

Leonid, shoot!

Freeze, I said!