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DETECTIVE ANNA

REVENGE EPISODE 12

Yakov Platonovich, you won’t believe it! Really!

Mr. Shtolman. It’s a nightmare! My girl is missing, Lisa.

What do you mean, missing?

She wasn’t at home. Her belongings are missing, too.

So?

Somebody must have lured her out of the house.

Maybe she left. She isn’t your slave, after all.

She would never leave on her own will.

She was killed! Killed!

Anton Andreyevich, tell the policemen to alert all railway stations.

Yelizaveta Zholdina.

Did you hear?

Yes, sir.

Aglaya Lvovna, please wait outside.

This is horrible.

So horrible. Young man...

Maybe someone thinks Zhenia gave you the money.

I don’t know. I never saw any money.

I’m a bad father. I didn’t look after her

after her mother’s death, so she went downhill.

All right. You may go, Mr. Grigoryev.

Thank you.

I suggest you watch your back.

I have nothing to fear. I’m an honest man.

“A petition to Queen Victoria.

Over one million of British women ask Her Majesty

to forbid the brothels to open on Sundays.”

I was thinking about our neighbor, Zarevskaya.

The one who eloped with a dragoon lieutenant.

- Yes, her. - Why did you think of her?

I don’t know, just some association.

She must be in a brothel with some Momma.

Why should she be in a brothel?

Eloping with a lieutenant means getting into a brothel.

Just look at that. All the news are about it.

A turmoil at Momma’s house.

- Girls go missing one after another. - Where is Anna?

In her room.

I hope she stays away from this case.

One, two, three, for, five, here I come.

Let’s play hide-and-seek. Where are you?

Come play with me.

Zhenia? Where are you?

I’m here. I’m here. Don’t take it off! It’s not fair.

Tell me, did you meet with George?

No, no. It was the big Zhenia.

Did she meet him?

I don’t know. Ask her.

Who is George?

The big Zhenia says he’s bad. Stupid tailor, stupid tailor!

- Is he a tailor? - You’re not playing. I’m bored.

Annette, are you playing hide-and-seek with the spirits?

Exactly. I think I know who George is.

Hello, ma’am. How can I help you?

I just wanted to see if you have some novelties.

You came to the right place. If you please...

We have a new magazine straight from Paris.

Here.

Are you the tailor?

Yes, ma’am.

The owner isn’t here today, so I’m dealing with the clients.

What’s your name? In case I decide to make an order.

I’d be happy. My name is Khristofor Zakharovich.

I’ll gladly fill your order.

Just a second. Allow me to draw your attention to Picture 10.

It would be perfect for you. Excuse me.

- Hello, sir. What can I do for you? - Are you the tailor?

Yes, sir.

Where were you from midnight to 2 AM three days ago...

George? Or whatever it is. Just don’t try to escape.

I’m sorry. This is a mistake.

My name is Khristofor Zakharovich.

That’s your real world name.

And in your dreams you are George, aren’t you?

Please don’t. In front of strangers...

Who is a stranger here?

Mademoiselle and I have been watching you for a while.

Please believe me! I didn’t kill that girl. I’m an honest man

and a law-abiding citizen.

In your daily life. What do you do at nights? Where are the tools?

What tools?

Your tools. The ones you bring to the furnished rooms.

You are under arrest.

Get him to the precinct.

No! No! I didn’t do anything against the law.

They agree to do it for money.

Do they? Agree to be tortured and killed?

Take him away.

Anna, you also can go.

You don’t need to shadow this gentleman anymore.

How dare you?

Are you offended? Why? You’re almost on the police payroll.

In your dreams.

I’m prepared to apologize if you think it dishonorable to serve at the police.

I don’t think anything of the sort.

But your jokes are too brazen.

Excuse me, please. Were you here by accident?

No, not by accident. I’m carrying out my own investigation.

Investigation?

You see what I mean?

How can it be? A decent family man, and this George business...

- Are you sure it’s him? - I’m not sure about anything.

And Lisa? Maybe she knew who the murderer was.

Or figured it out, got scared,

and ran away.

- Do you know about this, too? - I do.

So far, each version has its pros. The victim’s father is in town,

and somebody tried to kill him, too.

Really?

Where is he staying?

- Anna Viktorovna... - I want to offer my condolences.

I’ll find out anyway.

He’s at the inn next to the marketplace.

Thank you.

I’ll come by later.

I remember! I was playing cards with my friends.

I have five witnesses.

- Write down their names. - Coming right up.

Please don’t tell my wife. I have three daughters.

I’ll check it.

Here. I beg your pardon...

What will happen with me? I didn’t kill anyone.

Or torture.

I just scared her... to add some edge to it, if you know what I mean.

Why did you make passes on Grigoryeva?

Was Pasha not enough?

Yes, I did make passes.

Why not? It’s a brothel, after all.

But she was too difficult. So high-handed and...

God rest her soul.

Orderly!

Get him to the cell.

What?

I don’t think George is the killer.

He doesn’t look like a crazy person.

We’re verifying his alibi.

What does Beletsky, Yakovlev’s steward, have to do with it?

He was the victim’s regular client. But we still aren’t sure.

Please be careful with Yakovlev and his right hand man.

He’s not just a prominent citizen. I know him personally.

His wife and his whole family are nice people.

We shouldn’t disturb them.

You think so?

I trust you. And this serial killer or whoever he is...

Find him for me!

That’s nice.

Yelizaveta Zholdina was arrested on a train, according to your order.

Where is she?

At the admission room. We’re doing the paperwork.

So, she’s alive and well.

More than alive.

We found a big sum of money on her... in course of a strip search.

She’s pretty.

I swear Zhenia gave it to me herself.

Did she shove it into your hand?

Of course, Mr. Detective won’t believe me.

- What shall I do? - Stop lying, for one.

I swear to God I’m telling the truth! Zhenia, poor soul,

knew I wouldn’t see her again.

I still can see her offering me the money.

“Take it, Lisa. I want you to be happy.

Six months of careless life, my only friend!”

She was looking straight into my soul.

I should have thrown myself at her feet.

Little did I know I wouldn’t see my Countess ever again.

Enough! You’re not on the stage.

Did you know about her disease?

What disease? Do you mean... the bad disease?

There are other diseases in the world.

What do you know about Stepan Yakovlev?

He’s a rich man. That one was his steward.

Don’t try to confuse me.

Whose money is this, then?

Zhenia’s savings. She was a smart girl.

Why did you run away?

Everybody knows they didn’t find Zhenia’s money.

I was afraid they’ll call me a thief.

Orderly!

Take her away.

Call Miss Anna. She can ask Zhenia about it.

So? Shall I call Anna Viktorovna?

Come on, Anton Andreyevich.

To prove that the thief is innocent?

Who’s there?

My name is Anna. It’s... It’s about your daughter.

Grigoryev. What can I do for you?

I was your daughter’s friend.

You don’t look like one of her colleagues.

We met in another place.

OK. Good.

What do you want to talk about?

I wanted to ask you about Zhenia.

What can I tell you? It all began when her mom died.

Why did she die?

She was beaten to death in the street. Probably by robbers.

- What was her name? - Yevdokiya. Why?

I’ll pray for her.

Listen, lady. Are you after the money, too?

Look! I don’t have it.

No, no, I... It’s not what this is about.

This is exactly what it’s about.

They say Zhenia was killed because of the money.

You’re all running around looking for it.

I know there was an attempt on your life.

Listen, Miss, I need to go to the undertaker.

Can I help you?

How? You’re not an undertaker.

Perfume...

There’s no other explanation for the money.

Lisa said it was enough for six months.

Yes.

Yakovlev’s doctor told Zhenia she’d had six months left.

We can’t prove this is Yakovlev’s money.

Glad to see you, Anna Viktorovna. Will you pray for us?

Yakov Platonovich...

Grigoryev’s wife was beaten to death.

He told me that. She was attacked in the street.

She was subject to beatings at home, too.

Did he tell you that?

Of course not.

We found Lisa. She’s alive and well.

Let me talk to her. Even if I’m not a lawyer.

He’s pinching me! He’s pinching me!

What? I’ll show you, you scum!

You bastard!

Yelizaveta, there’s no sense playing out this drama.

Miss, help me. I didn’t take the money. You’re my only hope.

Help me! Tell them!

I’m sorry, Lisa. Forgive me if you can. It’s out of my power.

What is it, Miss? How come? Don’t you believe me?

I do.

Shall I perish though I’m not guilty? It’s like a plot against me!

Zhenia didn’t come to you even if she knew she should.

She knew she’d die.

Your friend was a blackmailer.

That’s why she knew very well how it would end.

It’s not true! Zhenia wasn’t like that. She said there was a man

who wouldn’t abandon her. I wish she said who that was.

Detective Shtolman is in charge of the case.

A dandy from the capital.

With notorious reputation, I might add.

Why did he come to you?

She found out Somov was her doctor.

He asked me a straight question

whether I referenced her.

What else?

He hinted he knew who was really visiting her.

Asked me to help.

What’s with the case?

- Nothing so far, Stepan Ignatyevich. - This isn’t good. Go.

No, wait. What was that scandal in St. Petersburg about?

A duel. They say he was protecting a lady.

OK, go.

You shouldn’t idealize the girls from the brothel.

Shouldn’t I?

They were molested, forced to go there, and now sold to men.

There are women who’d never find themselves in a brothel.

Of course. The society pushed toward it those who are too weak.

Lisa behaves like a child protecting herself.

Hear you talk about them as if they were saints.

I’d only say that we won’t find the murderer if we condemn Zhenia.

- How is your hand? - It’ll heal it self sooner or later.

- Have you recalled anything? - There’s nothing to recall.

Weird. Somebody’s chasing you, and you try to cover for them.

I don’t know who it was.

Your daughter was blackmailing her married patron.

Well, what do I have to do with it?

Wasn’t it your idea? Yevgeniya was gravely ill.

She found you to make amends.

You gave her an advice to extort money from her lover.

I didn’t see her! I didn’t. I had no idea Zhenia was sick.

I didn’t expect you to confess.

I have nothing to confess.

Just have in mind that your life isn’t worth a dime. They’re after you.

The people who killed her.

You’re wrong, Mr. Detective.

Where were you three days ago from midnight till 3 AM?

I was here! Where else could I be?

Did anyone see you?

I don’t know if they did.

Do you think I killed my own daughter over money?

Your Nobleness, you...

I’ll send a policeman to you just in case.

What for?

- Let’s say for protection. - Thanks.

Who are you looking for?

What?

Do I rip off your ear? Waiting for someone?

- I’m waiting for my wife. - Let’s go get her.

- I won’t go. - Let’s go to the precinct, then.

I don’t know what you want. Shall I dance for you?

Arrogant, are you? You’ll dance if I tell you to.

Nobody’s going to be gentle with you.

Who told you to follow Grigoryev?

I don’t know any Grigoryevs.

He’s still doing his thing.

I’ll let you go if you hand out your friends to me.

What friends?

I’ll find them anyway and start a rumor you ratted them out.

What would I care then?

I’ll start the rumor before I catch them.

You’re wasting your time. I don’t know anything.

- OK. I’ll give you time to think. - I have nothing to think about.

Of course. You’re not used to the process. Yakov Platonovich...

Look at this criminal’s face!

They killed Zhenia and now are hunting her father.

- Something doesn’t add up. - What is it?

How many knife wounds were there on the body?

These people usually do it with one stab.

All right.

Maybe Beletsky killed her and then sent someone after her father.

As a punishment for the blackmail.

So, the father is innocent?

Isn’t he? Why would he kill his daughter?

Zhenia’s mother doesn’t come anymore.

I don’t know who was beating her.

Shtolman will find out.

Don’t you trust him at all?

Listen. Here, I found it.

“We talked at candlelight on horrors Of petty haggling...”

Leave Mommy alone. Mommy is tired.

You don’t look like yourself.

Are you seeing something?

- It’s her mother’s secret. - Who do you mean?

Zhenia! She’s keeping the secret.

Leave it all to Shtolman.

It’s so complicated...

Who said the killer would be served us on a platter?

Come in.

Your Nobleness, Mr. Yakovlev here to see you.

Stepan Ignatyich.

Hello.

I’d like to talk to you. In private, if possible.

Thank you for giving me a chance to come on my own accord.

I hope you’ll understand me, being a man yourself.

Put yourself in my place.

This isn’t a detective’s job.

I understand that.

But I hope my name won’t come up in connection with this case.

Yes, it was me who was meeting with Zhenia.

I only knew her for one month.

One day she felt sick, and I insisted on her seeing my doctor.

He diagnosed her.

How did she take it?

She smiled through tears and said it might be for the best,

that she’d see her mother soon.

She was an extraordinary girl.

If you found the money I gave her, you should know it was my initiative.

Who knew you gave her a big sum?

Nobody. I passed it her myself. She barely believed it.

Did anyone know about you and Zhenia? Except for Beletsky.

Just the student. Her suitor. I saw him a few times.

Zhenia said he was harmless.

Did he follow you, too?

I’ll do everything in my power to find the culprit.

I hope you realize that you need to go to the police with any information

you might find. No taking law into your hands.

Goodbye.

Orderly! Bring in Mr. Vershinin.

Has Yakov Platonovich finished with his visitor?

He left. I sent for the student, Vershinin.

- What? Vershinin? - Yes. I sent for him.

I want to finish it soon, to make these interrogations stop.

They said I could hope to have it finished today.

Tell them I’m waiting for the result. You can double the reward.

- Did I hear you right? Double it? - Yes, double. Off you go.

Anton Andreyevich! We didn’t expect you.

He came to see me. I asked him to.

Now I’ll take him away from your questioning.

Anna Viktorovna, you and I believe Vershinin is innocent.

Yakov Platonovich won’t spare him.

Do you mean he’d send an innocent to jail?

That’s not what I meant.

I’m worried that Nikolay will take blame upon himself.

What shall we do?

Talk to Yakov Platonovich.

I can talk to him, of course. But you know he wouldn’t listen to me.

You’re wrong.

He pretends he doesn’t, but in fact he often listens to your opinion.

Anton Andreyevich. Anna, where are you going?

I’ll help Anton to arrest a criminal. A dangerous one.

- Maria Timofeyevna? - Yes.

Just one English class for my nephew.

Did you call me?

We’re out of time. We need to finish it in two days.

- We had a deal. - We’ll double your pay.

Now we’re talking.

A thief works better with money in his pocket.

Deal.

Yes, I knew Zhenia was seeing Stepan Yakovlev.

But I never saw her with anyone else.

Nikolay, you have to help me,

even if my request will seem strange to you.

I’m ready. Anything to catch the murderer.

I’ll arrange for a lineup of, say, three suspects.

You’ll have to say that you saw one of them leaving Zhenia’s room

on the night of the murder.

- I didn’t see anyone. - Do it for Zhenia.

Freeze!

Calm down, you two!

Keep him.

Stop.

- How many? - Two.

Breathing?

Who are they?

I don’t know.

- Did you kill your daughter? - I didn’t kill anyone.

Yakov Platonovich?

Where is Yakov Platonovich?

He’s out. He said that I should wait here.

- Were you questioned or not? - They called me as a witness.

Get them to the cell. Send Vershinin to my office.

Witness Vershinin, here you see three suspects.

Which one did you see leaving Grigoryeva’s room three days ago?

- Him. It was him. - Are you sure?

Absolutely. I saw him leaving Zhenia’s room.

Nobody could see that.

Nobody could see that? Or it never happened?

Did the father kill her?

Yes, but he doesn’t believe himself a killer. Or a father, I suppose.

Anna Viktorovna, we’re going to interrogate him here, so...

- Anna Viktorovna! - Anna Viktorovna.

No.

Look at me. Look! Come on, don’t be shy.

You think I’ll pretend I love you passionately for your three rubles?

Remember groveling in front of a prostitute?

You made me a countess! You didn’t even recognize me.

I’ll tell everybody how you used to beat my mother.

And how you beat her to death.

Are you scared of me? Are you afraid to die?

You afraid to stay alive even more.

Her mother was a whore.

I don’t know who the father of her baby was.

That’s why you beat her to death.

I was trying to scare her. Everybody does that.

How else do you keep them in line?

And her daughter... She took after her mother.

Orderly!

Take him away.

She was crazy! She wanted me to kill her.

How did you find Grigoryev?

It’s hard for you cops.

For us thieves everything was clear as day.

Our guy who hangs around at the brothel saw him with Zhenia.

Did Beletsky offer you money for finding the culprit?

Maybe he did. But I’m not telling you.

We gave this Grigoryev a good beating

at the inn. It was a stupid fight. Nothing else happened.

We’ll see about this.

How did you figure it out it was Grigoryev?

The fact that he was in town

at the time of the murder put me on the alert.

Also, her mother’s murder. But I had no proof.

You started doubting it after Lisa’s disappearance, didn’t you?

Yes, for a while.

But it all came together when Yakovlev confessed. Right?

I knew he’d turn to the thieves.

He wanted to punish the murderer.

With the magic power of money,

a witness came forward.

There was no witness. I asked Vershinin to play along.

To be a false witness.

I thought you were going to arrest him, that’s why I called Anna.

The way she dealt with the murderer!

She worked it all out and played it out without a hitch.

What an incredible woman!

She couldn’t or wouldn’t help you. We’ll never know.

You forgot to say it was incomprehensible for a human mind.

Well, it is. Even with a gift like yours.

Uncle, you flatter me.

Maybe a little.

Excuse me.

I keep thinking about the Grigoryev interrogation.

How do you do it?

How can I explain so that you understood?

Try me.

Zhenia knew Grigoryev was able to kill her, and she wanted it.

She came up for this horrible punishment for him.

I can’t believe she planned her death to punish her stepfather.

She didn’t want us to know who killed her.

She believed in the final judgment.

She thought that God’s sentence

is much more important than any trial on earth.

Sounds complicated. You always look for the best in people.

Maybe that’s why you can do more than other people.

Sometimes I want be an ordinary girl.

You’ll never be ordinary, Anna.

And you’ll never learn to see things you can’t accept.

REVENGE