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ALEKSANDRA NIKIFOROVA

DMITRIY FRID

SERGEY DRUZYAK

IRINA SIDOROVA ANDREY RYKLIN

BORIS KHVOSHNIANSKY ANDREY LUKYANOV

YULIYA TAKSHINA MAKSIM RADUGIN

NIKOLAY DENISOV YURI VNUKOV

WRITTEN BY YELENA VAKHRUSHEVA

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

Oh my God! Who hit you?

EPISODE 10 LULLABY

Yakov Platonovich. Oh my God.

- Does it hurt? - I’m all right.

Oh my God.

Help! Please help! We’re here.

Miss? What are you doing here?

Listen, go to the hospital. Let them send stretch-bearers, quick!

- What happened? Who did it to him? - Run!

Your nobleness? Miss? What happened?

Kapitolina, go to the precinct and bring Mr. Korobeynikov.

- Go quickly! - Yes, Miss.

Can you get up?

Easy, easy.

Here. Oh God.

I’ll be honest with you.

We have all evidence we need.

You should confess. It might help you in court.

I don’t need your help.

You’d better tell me

how you entered the house and killed Ovchinnikov.

I didn’t kill him.

What shall I do with you?

Anton Andreyevich, the court investigator wants you to come.

- There was an attempt on his life. - Where?

In the pantry.

Timokhin, take him back to the cell.

- Let’s go. - Let’s go.

To the Ovchinnikovs.

Go!

Lift it.

Quick!

Anton Andreyevich, do you suspect Saveliy?

I’m afraid I do, Anna Viktorovna.

I was at his vocational school.

His classmates say he hated his stepfather.

Moreover, on the night of the murder he surreptitiously left the party.

Nobody saw him leaving.

Also, I found an interesting letter in his room.

He’s asking his lawyer whether he’ll inherit his stepfather’s property

in case of his death.

Yes, but Ovchinnikov’s spirit appeared before me yesterday

and indicated that we should look for a woman.

A woman?

Anna Viktorovna, everything points to a man.

Anton Andreyevich. I was going to tell you.

Before Shtolman fainted,

he was talking about an invisible villain we needed to catch.

Invisible?

Maybe he was confused because of the trauma.

- Yes. - The concussion...

Yes, it’s also possible.

Did you hear this?

Here.

Just a second.

The shirt is cover in soot.

It’s very possible that it belongs to Saveliy.

This is how I think it happened.

Saveliy climbed in through the chimney,

killed his stepfather,

changed in his room,

and calmly left through the front door.

Then he pretended to come back from school.

Why go through the chimney if he had a key?

Ovchinnikov probably had left his key

in the door, so Saveliy couldn’t come in.

I wish I knew where he was.

Kapitolina said he went to arrange the funeral.

Thank you, Anna Viktorovna. To the precinct.

What do you want?

Nothing.

I need to talk to you, my dear.

What about?

Guess.

Just tell me.

We girls aren’t allowed to talk about it directly.

If you are smart, you’ll understand.

If not, I’ll find another.

Come tonight when I finish my work.

Your work must be hard,

guarding villains.

I suppose you don’t have time to eat.

Look what I’ve got for you.

Pies,

cabbage, some kvass.

Oh, my darling! That’s nice.

- Eat, my dear. - Now we’re talking.

Wait, eat something first.

Drink the kvass.

Is it with meat?

Kapitolina, you?

What are you doing here?

Saving your life.

Turn him on his side. Ice on his head.

When he wakes up -

bed rest and lots of warm drinks.

Doctor.

I need to go.

I’ll tie you down if I have to.

You know me.

You don’t understand. I need to stop him before it’s too late.

The spirit of Mr. Ovchinnikov, come to me.

The spirit of Mr. Ovchinnikov, come to me.

The spirit of Mr. Ovchinnikov...

Who are you?

Did you live in this house?

Mr. Arkhipov!

My God,

this house is really cursed.

Who killed you

and the others?

Mea maxima culpa.

My greatest fault.

Anton Andreyevich.

This is outrageous. What’s going on?

Prisoners escape on broad daylight.

What happened?

Yes, what happened?

Come with me.

What do you say?

How could he escape from the camera?

Nikolay Vasilyevich,

Shtolman was assassinated.

I went there with the officers. I left Timokhin in charge.

- Timokhin? - The new guy.

Get Timokhin to my office!

Well, Timokhin?

You let a dangerous criminal go.

I didn’t let anyone go, sir.

Did I let him go, then?

- I don’t know. - Did you have a good sleep?

Was it hypnosis?

No, sir.

This pretty woman came here with kvass.

Meat pies, cabbage pies.

I’ll show you cabbage pies!

Who is she?

Have you seen her before?

Yes. She came from the Ovchinnikovs.

I see. Nikolay Vasilyevich,

he has been drinking kvass,

eating pies, and having a nap.

She must have given him some sleeping potion,

taken the keys, and letting out her accomplice.

Officer Timokhin,

are you a little kid?

How can you take pies from strangers

when you’re on duty?

Three days in the lockup.

Yes, sir.

I’m so sorry, chief.

She was so sweet.

The cabbage?

The woman.

Nikolay Vasilyevich, some of our more experienced employees

fell into a similar trap five years ago.

Pies, kvass - exactly the same thing.

You have no right.

I didn’t do anything!

What’s going on here?

What’s it about?

We arrested him near the funeral home, sir.

- Who is he? - Another suspect.

Losing one, catching another -

that’s our way.

God knows what’s going on here.

Yes.

I had hundreds of patients in these years.

A hospital registry will tell you more than I can.

I found it.

Vitaliy Arkhipov...

Let’s see.

Alcoholism, several cases of delirium tremens.

Broke the glass with his hand during one of them, got an open fracture.

Yes. Now I remember.

I was stitching up his hand,

and he tried to fight me.

A stodgy man,

I’d say, with a heavy face.

It wasn’t just alcoholism, by the way.

He had given his wife a venereal disease.

A very nice woman

who suffered from his lechery.

Doctor,

tell me...

Why does our society work this way?

Why does a wife have to put up with her husband’s vices,

sometimes even violence, having no way to leave him?

Do you know that a wife who has left her husband

is to be returned to her home by force?

Anna Viktorovna, I like your passion,

but I have to say, in all fairness, I know many men

who have to put up with their wives

without any chance to leave them.

You’re mistaken, doctor.

Any man can leave his wife

and not be held in contempt by the society,

unlike us women.

Take the cook at the Ovchinnikovs’ house, for one.

Her daughter Varia is mentally ill.

Her mother is struggling.

And where is her husband, pray tell? Where is the girl’s father?

The cook...

Yes, I remember.

Mrs. Arkhipova took a great interest in the girl.

She even persuaded the house owner

to let the girl and her mother stay.

Do you think she had a reason to be so involved?

I just think Arkhipova was a very kind

and decent person.

Aleksandr Frantsevich, I have to disagree with you.

What do you mean,

Anna Viktorovna?

You can tell much more than a hospital registry.

Yes.

Thank you for getting me out.

What would I do without you?

All right, don’t hold a grudge against me.

- Goodbye, Kapitolina. - Wait.

What do you mean, goodbye?

What am I supposed to do? Where will I go?

You decide, Kapitolina.

Now everyone is on their own.

I stole the rocks for you,

and now I’m on my own?

Where are the rocks?

No rocks. What will we live on?

We’ll think of something.

We will.

Leave me alone. What will we think of?

I’m not a fool to be on the run with a broad.

I need to save my own ass.

Why would I want you for?

You slept with the coachman and the master.

It was for you,

only for you!

For you.

Let go!

Let go!

Help! Help!

Robbers!

Stop!

- It’s me. - Who is it?

Don’t you recognize my voice?

- Anna. - Yes.

Please...

Don’t go. Don’t leave me.

I’m not going anywhere.

God, you’re burning. Try to go to sleep.

If you only knew...

I have to catch him...

And I love you.

I’ve hurt you.

I’ve hurt you badly.

I have hurt you, but I’m trapped.

Easy, easy.

I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.

Is this yours?

Looks like the soot from the chimney

you get into the house through.

They told me at school that you hated your stepfather.

You wanted him dead, right?

He drove my mother into her grave.

He only wanted her money.

He courted her,

swore that he loved her.

After the wedding, the trap snapped shut.

He started having affairs and spending her money.

Who would have stopped him? No one.

He’s the man of the house,

the husband.

He is allowed to do as he wishes.

The servants say you had had a fight with him.

A week ago.

I gave him a piece of my mind.

How dare you?

I’d have kicked you out, but the law won’t let me.

Don’t beat him!

- Varia! - Don’t beat him!

You’re bad!

- Take away your idiot! - Varia!

I’m sorry, sir. I’m sorry, sir. I told you to stay at home!

I see.

And then you decided to kill him.

Yes.

I had it all planned:

how to come home early,

how to climb into the bedroom.

Yes.

He always left the key in the door,

so it couldn’t be opened from the outside.

That’s what I thought. Why didn’t you throw away the shirt?

Didn’t have time?

I thought I’d wash it later.

Who knew you’d suspect something?

Cut open his filthy body

and even search the house...

It’s my own fault.

I shouldn’t have told you

the jewelry was missing.

You mean you didn’t take it?

Why would I steal from myself.

That makes sense.

Tell me how you did it. How did you kill him?

He deserved death, and that’s what he got.

But I wasn’t the one who killed him.

Who did it?

My mother.

She came back from the dead

to take revenge.

I waited till dawn,

came up to my stepfather,

but he was already dead.

I looked into the wardrobe, and it was empty.

Besides,

who could come in through the locked door?

Excuse me,

have you lost your mind?

It was Mother.

She didn’t want me to take a sin upon my soul.

Yakov Platonovich,

how do you feel?

Does your head hurt?

A little.

Have you been here all night?

I’m a nurse. It’s my job to tend to critical patients.

You had had fever all night.

So I was lucky.

Did I talk?

You did.

I hope I haven’t revealed any state secrets.

You were talking about a criminal you needed to catch,

about being trapped

and about hurting me.

I was confused. I apologize.

It happens after a concussion.

Any progress in the Ovchinnikov case?

I have no idea. I’ve been here all night, if you noticed.

Doesn’t Mr. Kliuyev object

to your night shifts?

Mr. Kliuyev isn’t a kind of man

who tells a lady what to do.

He is great at playing his role.

What are you implying?

He doesn’t speak out his mind.

Oh?

Do you suspect everyone now?

Stay put.

Don’t get out of bed.

The orderly will bring you a bed pan.

What for?

For you to relieve yourself.

It’s her, your nobleness.

She put me up to it. I was a fool to listen to her.

Liar!

- It was your idea! - Shut up, you two.

Let’s start from the beginning.

Who took Ovchinnikov’s jewelry?

She did.

When did it happen?

On Friday, right after the jeweler had left.

Ovchinnikov went to the hospital and was out of house for a couple hours.

She passed them to you.

Yes. And she told me to sell them quick.

You got into the master bedroom

at night and killed him, right?

Why did you hate your master so much?

I didn’t hate him at all.

Anatoliy Pavlovich was always good to me.

You’re lying!

Sir, she was having an affair with the master.

She thought she’d become his mistress,

but he abandoned her in two weeks.

How did you get inside the bedroom?

Through the secret passage?

I don’t know anything about a secret passage.

What do you mean, Kapitolina?

You told me about it.

You’re setting me up

to save yourself.

I thought you really loved me!

I sinned for your sake.

Love you? When you’re like this?

Women are so stupid.

Your nobleness, I didn’t know she was going to kill the master.

Charge me with selling the stolen goods. I’m guilty, I don’t say I’m not.

But don’t you see she was trying to get even with him?

Women are stupid like this.

Stop!

- Wait! - I hate you!

I said stop!

I said stop!

- She’s a liar! - I'll kill you.

Stop!

I’m sorry, Nikolay Vasilyevich. This is all so unfortunate.

Don’t apologize, Yakov Platonovich.

Stay in bed.

Get well soon.

The case is solved.

Anton Andreyevich has cracked it

and reported to me.

Who is the killer?

The Ovchinnikovs’ maid Kapitolina.

She knew about the secret passage and used it.

She had stolen the jewelry the day before,

while Anatoliy Pavlovich was at the hospital

to talk about his insomnia.

What about Ignatov?

Mr. Ignatov was her accomplice.

He passed the jewelry to him

that same day.

That night, she said, she was with the coachman.

We talked to him again.

He was sound asleep.

He wouldn’t have noticed Kapitolina passing by.

Everything fits.

You mean Kapitolina hit me on the head?

She didn’t confess,

but there was no one else in the house.

So it obviously was her.

Nikolay Vasilyevich.

- Doctor. - Hello.

Hello, Aleksandr Frantsevich.

How is our patient?

What can I tell you, Nikolay Vasilyevich.

He is much better.

In fact, it was a small concussion,

and the crisis has passed.

However, Nikolay Vasilyevich

I must tell you that Yakov Platonovich

has to stay here for a few days.

He needs bed rest.

Aleksandr Frantsevich, let me go home.

I promise to stay in bed.

Yakov Platonovich. I know you too well.

You can’t deceive me. You will stay here like a good boy.

We’ll treat the cough, too.

Sine culpa...

Innocent...

An innocent one will be punished.

First of all, bring the water! The water!

How many times do I have to tell you?

- The drunk is to blame, not the wine. - Anton Andreyevich.

- Anna Viktorovna. - I need to talk to you.

I’m glad to see you.

Are there any news in the Ovchinnikov case?

Of course, Anna.

The case is solved.

You were right.

- It was a woman. - Who?

Kapitolina the maid.

No, it wasn’t her.

Why do you think so?

Arkhipov’s spirit has just visited me.

He said an innocent one would be condemned.

So I came to ask you about a favor.

I’m listening.

Let me talk to Varia the cook’s daughter again.

- She was singing this song... - A song?

Never mind.

She knows something about the murder.

She won’t talk in front of her mother.

You need to distract the cook.

Consider her distracted. Let’s go.

We need your help, ma’am.

You, sir?

We need to search Kapitolina’s room.

How could she do such a horrible thing?

It won’t take long, will it?

- I don’t want to leave my daughter alone. - We’ll be quick.

Varia. Do you remember me?

Yes, yes!

You’re nice.

- Let’s play. - Let’s.

"Sleep, my baby, come to sleep"

Does your mom sing you this song when she puts you to bed?

She doesn’t need to.

I go to bed myself.

I’m nice.

You’re nice.

Who needs to be put to bed?

Bad people.

Are they here?

In the other half.

The other half is locked at night.

Come on.

Come with me, don’t be scared.

Yakov Platonovich, wake up.

Let’s change your dressings.

Yakov Platonovich.

He escaped after all!

I told you not to leave him alone.

I’m sorry, Aleksandr Frantsevich, I only left for five minutes.

Let’s go!

Come on.

Sir, may I go?

No, no. Sit down.

You’ll be a witness if I find something.

What are you looking for?

Evidence.

All right, tell me this.

Didn’t you hear Kapitolina leaving her room that night?

No.

But she had to pass past your door on her way to the pantry.

You didn’t hear her?

Maybe we should ask your daughter if she heard something.

No, my daughter is...

The pantry?

The pantry.

You work here all these years

and don’t know about the secret passage?

No.

No, I don’t.

Stop!

I’ll put you to sleep now. Like pretend.

"Sleep, my baby, come to sleep"

Who else did you put to sleep this way?

Your master, Mr. Ovchinnikov?

He was bad.

He beat Saveliy.

And the previous one, Mr. Kulagin?

And the one before them, Mr. Arkhipov?

No! Let go!

- I want to stop! - Run, baby, run!

Mommy! Mommy, let her go.

What’s going on?

Yakov Platonovich, why aren’t you at the hospital?

Mom, why did you want to put her to sleep?

She’s nice!

Arkhipov raped your daughter.

That’s why you killed him.

I’d killed him ten times if I could. This bastard, this devil!

Varia was 13 when he...

And the other ones?

Ovchinnikov and Kulagin?

I put them to sleep.

They were bad.

Baby! Varia!

He was drunk. He lured Varia into his room and hurt her.

That’s how she became the way she is. Damaged.

I went to the police.

Arkhipov said nothing had happened.

Varia couldn’t explain what he did.

Vera was the only one who believed me. She knew her husband.

She said, “Don’t cry, Serafima.

I’ll pay to cure your daughter,

and we’ll punish this bastard together.”

We didn’t know Varia was watching.

She got it all wrong,

thought we had put him to sleep.

Vera Ivanovna would take her to doctors,

but all in vain.

When she sold the house,

she asked the buyer to let us stay.

She wanted to redeem her husband’s crime.

How did Varia know about the secret passage?

She had known for a while.

She found it when she was little.

It’s an old house.

We’d long forgotten about it.

She was so smart when she was a little girl.

So it was Varia who had strangled Kulagin.

It’s my fault. I didn’t watch her close enough.

It was as if something was drawing her there.

As if she needed to come back to the place where he hurt her.

The new master was kind. He never hurt anyone.

He was a ladies’ man, though.

Many women came to visit him.

She thought he was a rapist, too,

so she put him to sleep the next night.

That’s probably what happened to Ovchinnikov, too.

Varia saw him beating Saveliy and...

Yes, but I’ll take the blame for all the murders.

I won’t let them put Varia to jail.

She didn’t know what she was doing.

One murder will be enough. Ovchinnikov.

But how will you explain why you killed him?

What do they care if I confess?

Will you take care of my Varia?

You know that your daughter is a danger

to others because of her illness.

If not to jail,

she has to go into an institution.

No, God!

God, please no. Not there!

The law is harsh but it is the law.

Anton Andreyevich,

have you ever been to an insane asylum?

No, never.

Count your blessings.

It’s hell, especially for women.

They tie them to beds,

shower them with cold water, beat them.

We can’t allow it.

It would be a mistake.

What do you suggest, Yakov Platonovich?

Gentlemen.

There is another solution.

Please leave it to me.

Come with me, darling.

You will be safe and happy at the monastery.

No one will hurt you.

Go, Varia. Go, dear.

The sisters are nice. They’ll take care of you.

I’ll come for you later,

as soon as I’ve finished my business.

"Sleep, my baby,

come to sleep

I will put you in your bed,

you will sleep sound and well"

Mom, I won’t go without you.

Go with God, baby.

Anna Viktorovna, thank you.

I’ll never forget it. I’ll pray for you till I die.

God bless you.

This was very noble of you, Ana Viktorovna,

taking care of this poor soul.

Anna was here.

Someone saw you coming into the store at night.

She thought we were having an affair.

What did you tell her?

That I was in jail for organizing a secret circle,

and that you are my supervisor.

Now I see why she’s been seeing me

as an oppressor of freedom lately.

Couldn’t you come up with something else?

I didn’t have time. She caught me unaware.

All those under supervision are registered at the precinct.

Anna might ask Korobeynikov to show them

to her and realize you were lying.

You need to make sure my name is on the list.

I think it won’t be a problem for you.

That’s what I’ll have to do, then.

But I’d prefer for you not to get too close with her.

Why? I’ve got to like your Anna.

It will be easier for me to protect her is she is close.

ST. PETERSBURG, 1893

She’s alive, your nobleness.

Where is your master?

I don’t know.

Goddamn it. We lost him.

He went away.

You saved my life.

You... saved... my life.

LULLABY