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PREVIOUSLY
Another one.
The legend mentions the rocks of power
enabling the priests to control the White Army.
I see the same man in my dreams.
His arms, legs. I hear his voice.
The samples you brought from the range
aren’t the rocks we’re looking for.
Right. This thing is more powerful than Goethe’s Faust.
There is a connection between us three.
Your suspect, the raincoat man, and me.
...deserves to die...
Considering all the above,
Oleg Malinin
should be put on the wanted list.
He has just discovered his power.
He’s just beginning to enjoy it.
He wants a bloodbath.
Here. Everything you asked for, Denis Ivanovich.
Are these pies?
Yes.
Cabbage pies. They didn’t have apple.
Too bad. I like apple pies.
Well, never mind. Here.
No, thanks.
-Listen, baby... -I’m not a baby. I’m Belenkaya.
I know.
You need to remember we aren’t just sitting here.
We are on a mission.
Nobody knows how long it’ll take.
So take this and eat it.
It’s an order.
I called Liuba,
my med school friend. Remember?
Yes, sure.
I asked her about Ilyin.
-The professor? -Yes.
She also thinks he’s the only person
worth talking to.
He’s the biggest specialist.
Here is Liuba’s phone.
Call her. She will explain it to you.
Okay, Dasha.
I agree. I’m a pig.
An asshole.
You don’t know how I felt yesterday.
Right.
And you used me as a lightning rod.
That’s the thing. I didn’t.
Honestly, I thought so at first.
But then,
when I asked you to get out of my car
near the office...
That’s when I realized I was a real bastard.
Come on.
Don’t be so upset.
A boss slept with his subordinate.
No big deal.
Listen, baby Belenkaya!
Keep your remarks to yourself. Got it?
I’ll be on my way.
Thanks, Klavdiya.
I’m sorry for coming so late.
Oleg should be here already.
Don’t worry. He must be held up somewhere.
I hope so.
What time is it?
Our hero is late today.
-Do you see him? -Yes.
I’ll go talk to him.
You follow him, watching my back.
-Got it? -Yes.
Okay.
Hi.
Freeze! Police!
Well, self-proclaimed psychic?
Stretch your hands.
Come on. I won’t say it twice.
Don’t be shy.
Why so tense? Relax.
Are you okay? Get up.
-Stop! -Stop, or I’ll shoot.
Stop, Belenkaya. It’s me.
Where can he be?
I don’t know. I followed you.
He must have run into the house.
I think I know who he is with. Come on.
Move it, Belenkaya.
Brazhnik, are you crazy, shooting in the middle of the night?
Hello, Svetlana Sergeyevna.
It was me shooting. Accidentally.
-Where is he? -Where is who?
Please don’t mess with me. I know he is at your place.
Brazhnik, I’m sick of this.
What?
Come upstairs.
You can see for yourself he isn’t here
and get the hell out of here. Okay?
I shouldn’t have talked to you like a friend today.
Dasha. Come on, Belenkaya.
You’ll be the witness to Major Brazhnik’s actions.
Come in, Belenkaya.
You know, Majors,
settle it between yourselves. I’m leaving.
-That’s right. -Stop. It’s an order.
Don’t forget you’re on duty, Comrade Belenkaya.
Do you hear me?
Where are you?
He must be here somewhere.
Svetlana, you know where he is.
When I was talking to you today,
I thought you were my friend.
I trusted you. I believed in your promises.
But you were just...
-Try to understand... -Comrade Major,
can I go now?
Sit, Belenkaya. I mean, stay where you are.
-Relax. I’ll get it. -Go to hell.
Okay.
-Oleg, I-- -I know.
-Freeze! The police. -Quiet!
I know you’re the police.
Please take away your...
Or it will be like with this girl five minutes ago.
God forbid it shoots.
I’m not running away.
I’ve had it.
Enough. That’s it.
-To us. -Right. To us.
-To our meeting. -To everyone!
Not this way! Pay attention.
Tiger, I want scotch and cream soda.
The most beautiful one wants cream soda?
She’ll get one.
We go to the tents, you - to the restaurant.
Let’s check the tents. They have to be there.
Goddamn it.
-You’re hurting me. -Look, here they are.
The fucking nitwit!
Don’t you see there’s no chance?
Shit. Do you think it can be fixed?
Of course, Comrade Captain.
No problem.
You can take it to the seamstress’s.
It’s a shame. It’s expensive.
Did you get them all?
No.
They say there was one more guy.
He won’t get too far anyway.
Hi. Have you been sleeping?
Volodya, come on.
Why not call me at 3 a.m., for that matter?
Mom wouldn’t let me out.
I can see you’ve come prepared.
Sexy!
Easy! Are you nuts?
You’ll tear my top! Stop it!
Well?
Almost nothing.
Thanks for pointing it out.
Thank God we have at least this.
This is bullshit.
Look. A man in the woods.
An orphanage principal. Money...
He should have hit you harder.
Easy. Brazhnik.
I’m telling you, this man got into the kid’s head.
He likes killing.
You see? He likes killing!
Why don’t you tell him, “Kid, killing people isn’t nice.”
Don’t you think I’ve tried?
Somehow that man can mess with his head and I can’t.
I’m an observer, so to say.
In law speak, it’s called an accomplice. Sorry, Mr. Observer.
What are we talking about, Svetlana?
We’re talking murder.
The last time I tried to interfere with their dialog,
he was planning another crime.
What? Where? When? Tell me!
He’s going to kill a woman.
Her name is Tatyana.
Where? Name, address? Give them to me.
A yellow house. High stairs.
I don’t know her last name.
See? You’re always like this.
You claim to know things, but when it comes to details...
I really don’t know.
Okay, good.
We’re in the same boat here.
I’m prepared to lose my job and even go to jail
just to make her understand that you’re a fraud.
-Moreover, an accomplice. -What?
-Sit down! -Denis!
What about the handcuffs?
The fingerprints aren’t in the database.
I think we should go through orphanage principals
aged around 40.
Do you believe his story?
Svetlana...
Yes, Sasha. No, I’m awake.
When?
Are you sure it’s him?
The fingerprints?
I’m on my way. Wait. What is her name?
Okay. I’ll be there.
Tatyana, you said?
Let’s go. We have another body.
Brazhnik!
I’m not going anywhere.
I’ll be here, waiting for you.
-Hello? -Venedikt Tartakovsky?
Yes. Who is this?
My name is Maksimov.
Detective, Ninth Precinct.
Could you come down to the station?
What happened?
Tatyana Ivitskaya was killed last night.
You knew her, right?
Tatyana... What did you call her? Ivitskaya?
I’ve never heard of her.
Funny.
Her aunt, Mariya Sazonova,
claims you two used to be close.
Mariya Sazonova? You mean our upstairs neighbor?
Yes. Apartment 19.
She says you used to court her niece.
Tanya? Her niece?
I had no idea her last name was Ivitskaya.
Venedikt, do you need your old jeans?
Shall I leave them here?
Oh God.
How horrible!
Yes. What is it you wanted?
I’d like to talk about her friends,
people she mingled with.
Maybe she had enemies.
You see, I haven’t seen her for two years.
Still, can you stop by?
I’m at my dacha. It’s 200 km from the city.
Actually, I was going to go back today.
When are you coming?
Around four.
Can you be at the precinct around five?
Okay. I’ll be there.
Bye.
The old bitch!
Forcing this slut onto me and now dragging me into all this.
-Mother. -Yes?
Where are you?
I’ve packed a bag full of preserves.
There was that strained black currant sauce...
I can’t find it.
I wonder what that bitch told the police about me.
Mother.
What? I’ve answered you!
Do you mean the red bag?
It is. So what?
It’s in the car already.
Go look for yourself.
Oh God.
I can’t seem to remember anything.
Mom, what now?
I need to lock the house.
Would you leave like this, leaving the door open?
I’m losing my mind.
-Hey. -Hey.
You don’t look good, boss.
You need some sleep.
Why not?
When I wake up, you’ll serve me the culprit on a platter.
Deal? Can I leave now?
What’s wrong with you?
Nothing. What do the territorials say?
They’ve questioned her aunt.
She gave them a few names.
They sent the local cops to get them. We’ll talk to them soon.
What’s the point if we know who killed her?
Why can’t one of her friends turn out to be our guy?
Bullshit.
Did the aunt have something to say?
Nothing.
She saw her last week.
Ivitskaya got married a year ago.
Her family life was good.
There was some ex-suitor
who used to live downstairs.
In Ivitskaya’s building?
Not her. Her aunt.
-This is bullshit, Sasha. -Looks like it is.
Venedikt, what happened?
How do I know, Mother?
I’m not a mechanic. I’m an accountant.
You push this button,
and the mirror goes up.
Everything you see gets filmed.
The mirror goes down. Got it?
Does it all fit into this small box?
Yes.
The house, Mommy, and me?
No, the house stays where it was.
But it’s also in a picture in there.
Got it?
So, man, are you stuck?
What happened?
If I knew that I wouldn’t have to flag you down.
Let me take a look.
Look at this banger!
Looks like SNAFU.
It can’t be helped.
Look, you aren’t driving a Rolls-Royce, either.
I didn’t ask you to evaluate my car.
Help if you can and go if you can’t.
Why are you talking to me like this?
Don’t mess with me
or I’ll get my crowbar and break your face.
Got it?
Okay, okay.
-Good. -Okay.
Anyway,
I can tow you to the city for 500.
You’ll have to deal with it there.
I’m afraid to touch it
unless it falls apart.
Do you have a tow wire?
No.
Of course you don’t.
Get behind the wheel.
Let me tie it, and we’ll go.
Mom is home.
Hi.
Hi, baby.
Mommy!
-We were taking the camera apart! -Good for you.
This thing with the glass is called the lens.
Uncle Oleg showed me how it takes pictures.
Super. Off you go.
How are you doing?
Not well.
Have you brought it?
As you can see, Mother.
I need to go out for five minutes.
I thought you’d help me unpack.
Mom, later.
I’ll do anything you want but not now.
Venedikt, why are you so tense?
Is something wrong?
Everything’s fine, Mother.
It’s just that I have one more thing to do.
Who was that on the phone?
-When? -At the dacha.
You haven’t been yourself since then.
It was the office.
I’ll have to drop by tomorrow.
On a Sunday?
Yes, Mother. On a Sunday.
Are you...
Who is it?
Hello, Mariya.
It’s Tartakovsky.
Venedikt.
Your downstairs neighbor.
-Hi. -Hi, neighbor.
I’ve been talking about you with that cop.
My Tanya is...
Yes. I know.
I know.
What did the cop say?
He said she was killed.
Why?
Was she robbed or...
What?
Well, you know. There are so many psychos around.
How would I know?
I don’t leave the house for weeks.
Only to the store and back.
It’s so sad.
She was such a nice girl.
A beauty, too.
Wouldn’t hurt a fly.
She loved her husband so much.
Her husband, Sergey.
You can’t hold a candle to him.
A smart and handsome guy.
Why would she go out at nights leaving her smart handsome husband home?
That’s why...
How do you know?
About her coming home late?
The detective told me on the phone.
Okay, I need to go.
Why did you come?
They’re calling me to the station.
They want to talk.
So I wanted to know what’s up.
You can ask them.
Old bitch.
And I’m no better.
Who asked me to say that?
Why not?
The detective told me.
He could have told me she was killed late at night.
What if she tells him I said that?
He didn’t tell me anything.
Nonsense!
Why would she tell him?
No, the old crone is suspicious.
She’ll call him and tell him,
and the detective will ask me.
How do I know?
Just figured it out.
Why did I say he told me? I didn’t.
But she’ll say I did.
Shit!
Come on, you said you’d help me unpack.
Yes, I did.
But I’m very tired, Mother.
Do you see?
I need to rest, take a shower, come to my senses.
I’m all sweaty.
Right. If none of the neighbors are using the bathroom.
There is nobody home.
Everybody is at work or out of town. I’m going.
Venedikt, who goes to take a shower without a towel and a washcloth?
I do!
I take a shower
without a towel or a washcloth!
Got it?
Stop spying on me!
Stop bossing me around!
Mom!
Mom, I’m out of my mind.
I’m sorry, Mom.
It’s just my nerves. Do you see?
You know how much I love you. Mom!
You are the closest and dearest person to me.
Please forgive me.
-I’m sorry, Mom. -Venya.
-Venya. -I’m sorry, Mom.
Can you get in contact with him?
Talk to him?
No.
I don’t think so.
He can sense me, though.
Sense you?
I tried to stop him when he was going to kill
that old man.
Right. Almazov.
Yes, I suppose.
The other one is much stronger than me.
He controls him like a bio robot.
You mean this Volodya is not himself when he kills?
I think anyone who kills isn't themself.
Yes, he isn’t.
He just follows the orders.
It will be ready in five minutes.
Yes. It’s an emergency.
I won’t be able to get to the city before nine.
Okay. How about tomorrow?
What is tomorrow?
-Sunday. -Sunday?
Yes, I can be there.
What time?
You know what?
Kostia.
You’re a talker. Did you see Korobkov?
He left an hour ago. This wasn’t for you.
Here is what we’ll do.
I promised your neighbor to come to her tomorrow at five.
I have some questions left.
I can come to your place right after, somewhere around 5:30.
How about that?
-My neighbor?-Yes, Mariya Petrovna.
I see.
-You’ll come...-Will you be at home?
-Yes, I’ll be waiting.-See you then.
Shit!
Where are you going, Denis Ivanovich?
What do you mean?
You should go home.
Bye.
I’d go home.
If I had one.
I mean...
I have an apartment.
But not a home.
Why are you staring at me?
Are you thinking about my wife?
I kicked her out two days ago.
I never loved her.
We just drifted together.
We lived like parallel lines that can never meet.
That’s all. The whole story.
Any questions, Ms. Belenkaya?
I see.
You should go home anyway, Denis Ivanovich.
See you tomorrow.
Do you hear me? Answer me!
Okay, bye. Just have it in mind: you didn’t kick me out. I left you.
I’ll file for the divorce myself. Don’t worry.
Enjoy your goddamned apartment.
There are good people around.
They’ll help me.
Hello?
Hello. I’m listening.
Who is it? Hello? Denis Ivanovich?
You need to be ready by noon.
Wait in the car. I’ll contact you.
Does she have a lot of money?
This old bitch has conned so many people during her life
that you’ll have more than enough to pay off your Andreyevich.
It’s important that you're dressed the way I told you.
The bitch is very suspicious.
If she doesn’t like something about your clothes or yourself
she might not open her door. Good.
Okay, turn around.
Yes. This one.
It looks too expensive.
Who cares? A briefcase is a briefcase.
You don’t understand.
The bitch is insanely suspicious.
Can I help you?
Thanks.
I’m looking for a simple briefcase.
An interesting young man needs an interesting bag.
-Shall we take a look? -Okay.
Get rid of her.
Do you hear me? Get rid of her!
Venedikt, how much longer? Come out!
I’m done.
Coming out, Zoya Sergeyevna.
Bitch.
She can’t wait for five minutes.
Don’t worry.
He didn’t escape.
He’s here, sleeping.
Alone, I hope?
Brazhnik, are you drunk?
Not at all.
This day was...
Well, you know.
And the night is no better.
Brazhnik, go to bed.
Sure. Just let me finish this drink.
Give my best to the photographer.
Wow.
I thought it only happened in the movies.
That’s cool.
This is a movie.
My whole life is.
Are you an actor?
Sort of.
Which movies are you in?
Thrillers, mostly.
Come here.
God.
Why?
Why?
Never mind.
You will pay for it!
All of you!
Sluts!
Thanks.
You woke me up at dawn and made me come all the way here.
You yank Belenkaya out of bed on her day off. What for?
You mean I should have left you alone?
Let you sleep in?
Sorry. Won’t happen again.
That’s not what I mean.
Again, you can’t answer any concrete questions.
Yes, I can’t.
I know the puppeteer ordered to kill some old lady
who has money.
He’ll give him directions at noon.
See? Again: a puppeteer, an old lady.
No address, no name.
Why?
Isn’t it enough that we know the time of the next contact?
That’s not enough, Svetlana.
Thanks.
Are you sure you can contact him?
I did it before.
Since he is on the wanted list, we’ll keep it private.
No extra people. If this isn’t bullshit, we can handle it.
On the other hand,
I feel like I’m going crazy, too.
Do you hear me?
-Are you there? -I’m here.
I can hear you.
Where are you?
In the car near my house.
We’re going to Gromova St.
Do you know where it is?
Gromova St.?
I know it. It’s not far.
Gromova St.
I know it. It’s not far.
What? What is it?
Gromova St.
What do you mean, not far?
He says it isn’t far from where he is.
Go there.
I’ll give you the house and apartment numbers when you’re there.
Gromova is very far. All the way across the city.
Why don’t we go faster?
It’s not far for him.
Wait.
This bitch just pretends to be sickly.
She lends money on interest.
Huge interest!
She can’t go on living.
She can’t!
Don’t they hear the siren?
They do. They can’t fly, though.
Straighten your tie.
Good.
Go. You can do it
We need to hurry. He’s almost there.
-Almost there? -Hurry.
-Denis? -I’ll try a shortcut.
Go to the fourth floor.
There is a door on the right. Go.
Please hurry. He’s already there!
I’m trying, don’t you see?
Who is it?
Ask if Mariya Sazonova lives here.
Does Mariya Sazonova live here?
What do you want?
Say it’s about her pension.
It’s about your pension.
My pension?
Are you Mariya Sazonova?
I am Mariya Sazonova.
I’m Vladimir Galenko.
Just a second.
Wait.
-Here. -Thank you.
What is it about my pension?
The thing is, the local administration issued an order
on reindexing.
People who have reached the age of 70 will have their pension increased.
I’ll need your signature.
-On this paperwork. -How much will it be?
It’s 1,110 hryvnias.
Wow!
This is good news.
What did you say your name was?
Mine? Vladimir. Here.
I’m sorry. It’s not very comfortable.
Volodya, come in.
I’ll sign the papers
and give you some tea. Come in!
-Thanks. -Come.
He’s already inside. She has let him in.
Denis, we’ll be late.
-What? -Denis!
Goddamn it!
What are you doing, driver? Don’t you hear the siren?
What siren? There are two compressors in the yard.
You can’t even hear your thoughts.
You’re sabotaging the police work.
He’s inside. He’s ready to kill her.
-Denis! -Do you see?
We need to go!
No time for this now. Later.
Okay. My car is done.
Belenkaya, you stay here.
Wait for the cops.
But, Denis Ivanovich...
No buts. It’s an order.
We’re commandeering this car. Got it? Let’s go!
Follow her calmly.
Make sure she’s alone.
He’s in the hall. She let him in.
I said we should have gone there.
That goddamned truck!
Tea, coffee, maybe some vodka?
I have a very nice liqueur.
No, thanks. I’m on duty.
Working with papers and money, you see.
You probably are busy, too.
Kids, grandkids, taking care of them.
I wish.
I live alone.
I don’t have anyone to talk to.
Now you’re here, you must join me for tea.
No, thanks. Honestly, I don’t have time.
I need to make a few more visits.
May I sit down?
Yes, sure. Take this chair.
You should sit down, too. You need to read it before signing.
Read it? Oh God.
My glasses are over there.
-I’ll fetch them. -Yes.
-In a sec. -Of course.
-Ms. Sazonova. -Yes?
I’ll need your ID and pension certificate, too.
You got it.
I’m also a veteran of labor.
Are you? Kudos to you.
Do you need the certificate for it?
The certificate? Yes, sure.
I’ll get it.
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