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Was Natalya Pavlovna... killed?

How do you know?

There are rumors in town.

Hello, Anna Viktorovna.

I’m sorry we had to meet in such a gloomy situation.

Hello, Mr. Shtolman.

Anna? You’re here?

What do we have, doctor?

Nothing substantial, I’m afraid, Nikolay Vasilyevich.

A big wound on her neck. Extensive blood loss.

I believe baroness didn’t suffer for long.

I haven’t found the weapon.

I’ll probably be able to tell you more after a more thorough examination.

Yakov Platonovich.

Yakov Platonovich. Can we remove the body?

Yes, of course.

ALEKSANDRA NIKIFOROVA

DMITRIY FRID

SERGEY DRUZYAK

IRINA SIDOROVA ANDREY RYKLIN

BORIS KHVOSHNIANSKY ANDREY LUKYANOV

YULIYA TAKSHINA MAKSIM RADUGIN

NIKOLAY DENISOV YURI VNUKOV

WRITTEN BY ANNA RULEVSKAYA

CHIEF WRITER - ANNA RULEVSKAYA

DIRECTED BY DENIS YELEONSKIY

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY - ALEKSANDR ALIOSHNIKOV

MUSIC BY ANTON SILAYEV

PRODUCERS - NIKITA SHUMAKOV, VITALIY BORDACHIOV

ANNA PAVLOVSKAYA, PAVEL BABIN, VLAD RIASHIN

DETECTIVE ANNA SEASON 2

EPISODE 2 ICE

What’s this?

Another cock’s head?

Looks like they want us to think that baroness had drawn it before she died.

You think the culprit did it?

Of course. You don’t think the victim felt like sketching while she was dying?

What does it mean?

A killer posing like another killer.

Such a strange case.

Very strange, Nikolay Vasilyevich.

The murder weapon wasn’t in the room.

Again, the door was locked from the inside,

but in this case it would be harder to do than at Aglaya’s cell.

I have no idea how the killer does it.

Tell us, Ivan, how did you know general’s widow Yeliseyeva?

I got a letter from her saying that she knew my family

or something like that.

I heard you were an orphan.

I didn’t ask her. What did it matter?

For the first time in my life, someone cared about me.

Were you having an affair with her?

Me? You’re out of your mind. These are just rumors.

Carbolic acid, gauze, blood. How do you explain it?

Anton Andreyevich.

What’s this?

This sack cloth? I don’t know.

- Take off your shirt. - Why? You have no right.

Undress him.

Mr. Apraksin, you’re under arrest

on suspicion of the murders of Aglaya Stepanova and Baroness von Berg.

Take him to the station.

Tell us what you saw, my friend.

So, when the meeting ended, the baroness stayed in her rooms.

Then a lady came to see her.

A lady? Can you describe her?

No, sir. She had a veil on. She stayed for 20 minutes and left.

When was it?

Around 11.

I came upstairs this morning, as usual,

and the door was locked from inside.

I thought, “Oh my.”

So I called the police just in case.

Weren’t you worried when baroness didn’t come out last night?

I was asleep, your nobleness. I never slept that sound in my life.

It was as if someone put a spell on me.

What are you looking for, Yakov Platonovich?

Did you see Anna Viktorovna?

She went that way.

You must have been drunk, you bastard!

Not a sip, cross my heart!

Not a sip! I know the likes of you. Sleeping on the job!

Apraksin, are you going to keep wasting my time?

Testing my patience by your silence?

I demand a lawyer.

Really? How are you going to pay him?

You don’t have two pennies to rub together. You're in debt.

Irina Alekseyevna will pay.

Why would she pay for you?

As far as I know, she kicked you out a week ago.

When she finds out that you killed the maid and the baroness...

I didn’t kill Aglaya!

Why did you have the nun’s garment?

Why does your landlady say

you’ve been coming home in the morning for the last two days?

You have a fresh gunshot wound!

Better confess, Apraksin.

Please at least tell me who helped you extract the bullet.

Will you talk or not?

Who isn’t a killer? Who isn’t a killer?

Who are you talking about?

Anna, are you all right?

Anna, are you all right?

Snap out of it!

You...

It isn’t a dream, is it?

It’s not.

I knew it. I knew you were alive.

Did you read my letter?

I didn’t get any letters.

How strange.

I would never have left you on that night if... it were possible.

I would never have left you.

I know.

What happened?

Why didn’t you write to me?

I couldn’t.

Not even once in these five years?

I made inquiries as soon as it became possible.

You were in Paris then.

I thought you were happy and maybe in love.

I was studying medicine in Paris.

I had to find a new meaning in life when I lost you and my gift.

But just now, at the station... I figured it out and followed you.

You see them again, don’t you?

What does it matter?

Believe me, it does.

No, no, it doesn’t.

Who has led you to this house?

A ghost of a woman with a cut throat.

Aglaya?

She said he wasn’t a killer.

Korobeynikov is questioning Ivan Apraksin,

the widow’s acquaintance and a cockfights enthusiast.

You think Aglaya meant him?

Who are you?

Is this your pub?

We feed people the best we can.

How often do you host fights here?

Every Sunday.

So the last one was yesterday.

Was Ivan Apraksin here?

How long did he stay?

He left in the morning after losing all his money.

Are you his friend?

Will you testify that he had been here all night?

To the police?

Right.

- Is that all? - Yes, your nobleness.

To Natalya von Berg from Mrs. Yeliseyeva.

What is it?

So you’ve arrested him.

Thank God. Now I can bury Aglaya in peace.

I can’t fathom why Apraksin would want your maid dead.

She never liked him. She tried to warn me, but I was blind.

He is in a cell now, begging to let him see you.

I don’t want to see him. Never again.

He was squandering all the money I was giving him.

A week ago, he confessed that he had a lot of debts.

I refused to pay them. He got angry and started threatening me.

He left only when Aglaya came in and pointed the revolver at him.

Oh God.

I don’t understand. Am I a suspect?

No, of course not. Not at all.

Thank you for your time. I should go.

One more thing.

Did you by any chance visit baroness von Berg late last night?

Yes, I did. What does it have to do with anything?

She was killed after you left. We suspect Apraksin.

None of her belongings are missing, even the jewelry.

But the letter you wrote to her has disappeared.

The baroness gave it back to me on my request.

- I hope you have it with you. - No. I burned it.

What was in it?

It doesn’t concern you, Mr. Korobeynikov.

Yes. I’m sorry.

Goodbye.

I’m confused. Looks like Apraksin has an alibi for last night,

but there is no one to confirm it.

Looks like it. But now we can be sure that he didn’t kill the baroness.

But he did kill the first woman.

What if Mrs. Yeliseyeva herself was involved?

How? She left at 11. The watchman confirmed it.

She could have come back through the back door.

I don’t think the baroness gave her the letter back.

So the widow came to get it. The letter contains some secret.

The widow is still in town. Aglaya’s funeral is tomorrow.

If we have suspicions, we need to find evidence before she leaves.

We need to go to her estate and search the house in secret.

- In secret? - In secret.

We might find some papers before she is back.

Maybe a draft of the letter, if we’re lucky.

In this case, we need to leave immediately.

It’s a long way from here, Yakov Platonovich.

Gentlemen, I’m coming with you.

Anna Viktorovna, you can’t imagine how happy I am.

Like the good old times! Get the carriage ready.

Dr. Milts, though... Won’t he mind it if we steal you from him?

Dr. Milts? Give me half an hour. I’ll talk to him.

Natalya Pavlovna saved me once.

I can’t allow her killer to go unpunished.

Please be quick about it.

Yakov Platonovich?

This is the strangest wound I’ve ever seen.

Obviously, the blow was extremely strong,

but it wasn’t a dagger or a knife.

It looks more like a stake.

Excuse me.

No, doctor, go on. You said it was a wooden stake?

Definitely not wooden or metallic.

I can’t say yet what it was made of.

The body will be sent to St. Petersburg tomorrow.

I suppose you want to say your goodbye. I’ll leave you to it.

Doctor. If anyone asks, could you say I was at the hospital till late?

Well... All right.

An unofficial search, without drawing attention...

I’ll allow it,

but only because this is an important case.

- Thank you. - Wait.

I keep thinking about this case.

Let’s ponder over it. Some bastard killed the baroness.

But why all this show with the door closed from the inside

and the rooster drawn in blood?

What for? To incriminate Apraksin?

I must confess it bothers me, too.

Especially the watchman falling asleep as if on cue.

Your theory?

I have none.

All right.

Well, off you go.

Make sure no one sees you leaving town.

The spirit of baroness von Berg, present yourself!

The spirit of baroness von Berg, present yourself!

Natalya Pavlovna...

please... talk to me.

Who killed you?

Who killed you?

“Mrs. von Berg was a true angel to all the poor and deprived.”

No.

“Mrs. von Berg became a true angel

for all Russia’s publicans and sinners.”

For God’s sake, Masha! What sinners? What publicans?

Stick to your first draft.

I think this sounds more elevated. Are you leaving again?

I’m going to the bank

to leave instructions about Anna’s monthly allowance.

She’s going to Paris, remember?

See you tonight, my friend.

Shtolman is waiting for us at the city outskirts.

- I’m ready. - Anna, you came to the station together.

Have you talked to him? Could it be you have forgiven him?

What are you thinking about? It’s not the point.

I will talk to the devil himself...

if it helps find the killer of Natalya Pavlovna.

Go.

- Wait here, my friend. - Yes, sir.

The widow’s steward is in Zatonsk. Only the cook is at home.

You’re here, ma’am! I didn’t expect you today.

You’re mistaken. I’m not your mistress.

I’m sorry, ma’am. My eyes aren’t as good as they used to be.

We’re from the police. We have a warrant to search the house.

The police? Is something wrong? Is Irina Alekseyevna all right?

Don’t worry. Your Irina Alekseyevna is quite well.

She’ll be back soon. Can we come in?

Yes, please.

Oh God, what’s going on?

The police here at night! I’m at home alone.

Don’t worry. It’s a routine search.

What happened? Did Stepan do something wrong?

- Who is Stepan? - Stepan Matveyev, our steward.

I don’t know anything about it. Would you be so kind as to make us tea?

Yes, sir.

Anton, find the maid’s room. Anna and I will search the study.

Yakov Platonovich, let me remind you I’m in charge of this investigation.

Sorry, I was out of line.

- What are your orders? - It’s simple.

Find the maid’s room, while Anna and I search the study.

Maids are usually lodged at the first floor.

Try not to make noise.

Let’s go.

Nothing suspicious.

Mortgage papers, bills, no personal letters.

Passports.

Issued to Irina Yeliseyeva and Stepan Matveyev.

The steward! Was she going to travel abroad with him?

Here. Your tea.

- Capital. - Yes...

How are you handling the housework if you can hardly see anything?

It’s not that hard. I spent all my life at the stove.

I can tell the groceries apart by the smell.

Irina Alekseyevna was kind enough to let me stay

when I started losing my sight.

When did it start?

About a year ago.

Why didn’t you go to the doctor?

I wouldn’t go if my life depended on it.

Aglaya and Stepan were telling me horrible things about it.

Were Aglaya and Stepan getting along?

Why wouldn’t they? They are young.

All right, off you go.

That’s interesting, Anna Viktorovna.

The maid is fooling around with the steward,

and the mistress is going to go abroad with him.

But when the widow finds herself a new flame, the young Apraksin,

instead of being happy about it, the maid tries to turn her against him.

You’re right. It is weird.

Yes. Women are hard to understand.

What?

Anna Viktorovna?

Anna?

A baby? Ivan Apraksin.

It’s Ivan Apraksin!

Have you found something?

According to these papers,

Yeliseyeva would send money to the Apraksins every month.

Her will.

“I, Irina Yeliseyeva, bequeath all my real and personal property

to Ivan Apraksin, born on January 3, 1878.”

I have researched the widow’s biography.

The general was at the Russo-Turkish war for over a year.

So it looks like Apraksin wasn’t Yeliseyeva’s lover but her son.

A bastard son.

Now I see why she didn’t point at him at once.

She didn’t want to believe that her son was a killer.

You know what I think?

The widow came to baroness von Berg to find out if there was a way

to acknowledge her son officially.

Natalya Pavlovna would often help people in such cases.

Of course! She said, “As a woman and a mother, I can’t refuse her.”

Why would she need it if she has already bequeathed everything to her son?

To make sure her son was acknowledged as a nobleman.

The baroness obviously kept the secret, and Apraksin doesn’t know anything.

- Aglaya did. - Why do you think so?

She brought me here and showed me the hiding place.

Who killed her, then? And the baroness?

Someone who didn’t want to the secret to come out.

Suppose it’s the steward.

Aglaya could have spilled the beans to him.

Matveyev could have killed her and the baroness,

shift the blame to Apraksin,

and then comfort Mrs. Yeliseyeva somewhere at the French Riviera.

We need to find out when this Matveyev went to Zatonsk and...

Yakov, did you find anything at the maid’s?

Yes. A book on healthy eating.

This might interest you, Anna. A French language manual.

All books have her notes in the margins.

How strange. The widow said Aglaya was illiterate.

Yes. I wonder why she tried to hide it.

You know what else is weird, gentlemen?

There are no portraits in this house.

Of course!

When will your boss come back?

I don’t know, ma’am.

Who does?

Come back after lunch. He will definitely be back by then.

Oh, no. I’ll wait for your Mr. Tregubov here.

He has no right to keep an innocent man in jail.

Who is this innocent man I have arrested, ma’am?

Ivan Apraksin.

I’m afraid you’re mistaken, ma’am.

Ivan Apraksin has committed a serious crime.

- He couldn’t have done it. - Why is that?

Because he had a duel with my husband on the night of the murder.

He got shot in the shoulder.

Can your husband confirm this?

No, he can’t. But I brought their seconds.

They are prepared to give their statement under oath.

All right. Come into my office.

I have a message to Mr. Shtolman.

Come in.

- May I? - Come in.

Yakov Platonovich, a note for you.

Thank you.

I KNOW HOW THE BARONESS DIED. ANNA

Aleksandr Frantsevich.

- Anna Viktorovna. - Hello.

Why do you barge in like this? Don’t you see I’m with a patient?

I’m sorry, doctor, but this is very important.

Doctor, you said baroness von Berg

was killed with a sharp conic object,

but you couldn’t tell what it was made of.

Yes, that’s right.

I’m certain she was killed with ice. It was a huge icicle.

That’s why we didn’t find the weapon. It melted away.

It’s possible, but to deal such a blow,

a person had to be extremely strong physically.

Could a strong man do it?

Theoretically, yes, Yakov Platonovich. If he were very strong.

I think he pulled the same trick with the door.

Putting a piece of ice under the door bolt.

When it melted, the bolt went down.

Anna, look who is here today.

Savelyev, do you remember Anna Viktorovna?

Has your hand stopped hurting?

It only hurts a little.

Now you know you can’t go to the monastery garden.

Do you steal apples from the garden? When was the last time you were there?

Last Saturday at dawn.

Did you see someone?

Yes. A monk jumped out the window and started chasing me.

I climbed over the fence and hurt myself with a nail.

- Why didn’t you say anything before? - You didn’t ask.

Can you recognize that man?

Anton Andreyevich, where is the steward?

He went to Aglaya’s funeral with Yeliseyeva.

We’ll arrest him in church.

Have you been released, sir?

Yes. He was on a duel on the night of the murder.

He was shot at the shoulder.

He asked to come with me to see the widow as soon as possible.

My friend.

Follow them, quick.

Yes, sir.

You can close it now.

Irina Alekseyevna.

Irina Alekseyevna, they let me go. I’m innocent.

- Aglaya. - What?

Ivan, you’re out of your mind.

It’s Aglaya. The maid.

Don’t you recognize my mistress?

I’ll talk to you later. Who is in the coffin?

Irina Alekseyevna.

I see. Take these two. Quick!

Freeze, everybody! I’ll shoot!

Quiet! Nobody moves!

They’ll catch you anyway. It will be worse for you.

Get in. Quiet!

Where are we going?

I don’t care.

Do you think I’ll let them send me to prison?

It’s all the baroness’s fault.

Who knew the widow would send her a letter and ask for a meeting?

You would have been outed anyway.

You could have run into someone who knew the widow.

We’d work it out somehow.

What is it? Why did we stop?

Stay here.

Stepan.

Stiopa.

Stop. Don’t move. Listen to my voice.

They’ll be back soon, but we have a couple minutes.

Who are you?

You will find out.

How was your friend killed? How did they lock the door?

The ice.

That’s right. Did she tell you?

Yes.

So your gift is back.

You... killed her.

Nobody will ever know.

The steward is dead. They’ll put it on him.

I will know.

You will forget. Go to sleep.

Anna Viktorovna!

Anna Viktorovna!

Anna Viktorovna!

Anna Viktorovna!

Anna Viktorovna!

Where are you?

Sir! We’ve found her.

- Anna Viktorovna! Are you okay? - Anna Viktorovna! Wake up!

Yakov Platonovich?

What happened here?

She said she didn’t want to go to prison.

I’m so happy! You aren’t hurt! Anna Viktorovna.

Everything is clear, sir.

She shot her lover and then killed herself.

Oh? Right. Right.

Can you believe it?

The culprit let everybody think she was illiterate,

while she was reading books and planning for a murder.

Good help is hard to find these days.

Everything got messed up.

Sometimes you can’t tell a maid from a noble lady.

Yes, Nikolay Vasilyevich, times are changing.

Did Aglaya kill Irina Alekseyevna?

We believe steward Matveyev did it.

The boy recognized him.

Besides, the bullet wound in his arm was in the correct position.

He probably planted the nun’s garment, too.

Aglaya drew the picture on the wall and switched the clothes in the wardrobe.

She locked the bolt with a hairpin, too.

She didn’t know Matveyev was wounded, so she didn’t notice the revolver.

How come she didn’t see the gunshot?

The Easter vigil was underway. The bells were ringing.

The baroness... Why did they have to kill her?

Aglaya went to the baroness to get back Yeliseyeva’s letter.

I believe Natalya Pavlovna immediately saw she was an impostor.

So Aglaya told Matvey to kill her.

But why this barbaric method? Why the ice?

Some criminals like to impress the police. The thrill!

You. Mr. Apraksin, know it better than anyone, as a cockfights fan.

You shout quit it, sir.

Your mother gave you up for adoption, but she had secured your future.

My mother?

Anna Viktorovna.

Anna, I was going to tell you...

I’m sorry about your loss, but the baroness won’t come back,

and the criminals have paid for everything.

- Thank you for helping find them. - I should thank you. You...

As always, it wouldn’t be possible without you.

I’m tired. I’d better go.

We haven’t had a chance to talk.

You gave your apologies, and I accepted.

I can see that everything that was between us is in the past,

and there is no need to rake it up.

I know you expected me to say different words,

but I’d be compromising my integrity if I said them.

You’re right. Too much time has passed.

Goodbye, Yakov Platonovich.

I’ll find my way home.