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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 KAREN GAZARIAN

CHIEF WRITER - ANNA RULEVSKAYA

DIRECTED BY ANARIO MAMEDOV

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY - ALEKSANDR ALIOSHNIKOV

MUSIC BY ANTON SILAYEV

PRODUCERS - NIKITA SHUMAKOV, VITALIY BORDACHIOV

ANNA PAVLOVSKAYA, PAVEL BABIN, VLAD RIASHIN

DETECTIVE ANNA SEASON 2

It’s hardly morning, and here you are.

EPISODE 14 THE MESALLIANCE

Good morning, Uncle.

What are you thinking about?

Nothing.

I’m trying to understand the message.

Do you think a spirit can have the same level of intellect

as when he was alive?

You see...

I don’t have a simple answer.

It’s the first time it happened to me.

The spirit shows me something I can’t decipher.

Yesterday, it brought us to the place where we found the stranger.

He was desperate and proceeded from signs to actions.

Isn’t it obvious?

I think it was an ordinary thief.

Everything is ordinary for you, Anton Andreyevich.

Who else? The servants have left. The house is sealed up.

Let the policemen check if something is missing.

Yes.

Gentlemen, is the master at home?

Or has he left somewhere?

I have a letter for him.

Give it to me. I’ll pass it.

Come on. We’re from the police.

Thank you.

ZATONSK, FOR MR. BRYZGALOV

Any father in my place would have cursed you,

but I want you to be happy.

This is...

Nailia,

Akhtama-apa’s daughter.

Look how beautiful she is.

She is a nice girl, too.

- She’ll make a good wife. - Father!

Don’t!

Goddamn your stubbornness, Arslan!

Go to your room!

You’ll stay there until you come to your senses.

Tomorrow you’ll go to Rybinsk to Natalya Parmionovna.

I’m not going anywhere.

Don’t you understand? You can’t stay here after this disgrace.

There is no disgrace.

All right, if you don’t want to go to your aunt,

you’ll stay locked in the house.

Hello, Mariya Yevmentyevna, Boris Pavlovich.

Anna Viktorovna, it’s good that you came.

Maybe you’ll talk some sense in her.

“Ignatiy, this is too much. You won’t get any more money.

Leave me alone once and for all.”

- This is blackmail. - Pure blackmail.

And a new motive for murder. Yakov Platonovich, who’s the sender?

There is no return address,

only the initials. B.S.

It’s fascinating, reading letters addressed to dead people.

Now Mr. Bryzgalov will definitely leave this B.S. alone.

But we won’t.

What can I do for you?

There’s nothing you can do, Anna Viktorovna.

I don’t want to live without Aslan.

Don’t say that.

You have your whole life ahead of you.

Everything will change many times.

Could you pass him a note?

I could.

This is the last one.

What’s in the house?

The furniture were moved from their places. The mirror was broken.

Probably by accident.

No valuables are missing.

I’d say our yesterday’s visitor was looking for something special.

Maybe the letter.

Maybe.

We can’t rule it out.

Yakov Platonovich, look.

- Who is this? - Bryzgalov.

No, the other man in the photograph.

Bogdan Savelyev, Zatonsk merchant.

He has a house with the banisters.

FROM B.S.

Go to him.

We need to find out about his friendship with Bryzgalov.

Don’t forget the letter.

I’ll go to Kaysarov.

We need to find out to whom he had sold horse harness recently.

Aleksey Yegorovich,

do you have news for me?

Viktor Ivanovich had only been to the court

and the tea room on Polkovaya.

What time was that?

Around five.

He only came home at midnight.

Marya Timofeyevna...

I have to admit I lost him.

I fell asleep in the warm sun.

I can see you are some detective.

I hope he didn’t see you.

No, he couldn’t have.

I promise to do better.

I rely upon you.

Their nobleness, head of the investigations department.

Hello, Bogdan Silych.

Anton Andreyevich,

what can I do for you?

One of your friends met with a terrible misfortune.

Mr. Bryzgalov was killed.

You see, he hadn’t been my friend for a while.

But he used to be.

He used to be.

What happened between you?

We just drifted apart.

People change with time.

I have reasons to believe he was blackmailing you.

Did you write this?

Yes. I won’t lie to you.

How long ago did it start?

A few years ago.

I thought we had settled it,

but he demanded more money a couple weeks ago.

I wish people knew how dangerous it is to enable blackmailers.

It’s for me to decide.

Of course.

Did he set up a meeting?

No.

He sent a letter demanding to leave 400 rubles

at a certain place.

I did what he asked, but he wrote to me again a week later.

What did you tell him?

That there would be no more money?

We read your later.

It was stuck in the mail

and was delivered only after Bryzgalov’s death.

Do you have his letters where he demands money?

Yes. I have one.

Ignat’s writing definitely became better with time.

Where were you last night and the day before that?

At home.

Interesting.

Can anyone confirm it?

Of course. My wife, my daughter.

Finally, the servants.

All right.

I won’t hold you up any longer.

Goodbye.

King Oedipus?

Perseus and the Gorgon?

Ivan the Terrible kills his son.

Othello!

- Othello and Desdemona. - Yes.

Bravo! Bravo!

I adore charades.

Now it’s your turn.

- Ours? - Yes, Anna Viktorovna.

I’m ready.

Your Kliuyev is delightful.

- I hope something will come out of it. - Sasha, don’t jinx it.

Shall we play Romeo and Juliet?

Andrey Petrovich, I was going to ask you...

I’m listening.

Marya Muromova gave me a letter for Arslan Ali,

but my visit to the Kaysarovs would raise suspicions.

Could you go to them?

Pretend you want to buy a horse

and pass the note to Arslan.

Of course I will.

- Will you? - Of course.

Actually, I sympathize this couple.

What can you do? This world is unfair to lovers.

Yes, but we can set it right.

Here.

- Are these all of your customers? - Yes.

For the last three months?

Do you need more?

No, this will be enough.

Help yourself.

Thank you.

How is your son doing?

He hasn’t been eating for two days. I don’t know what to do.

Be gentle with him.

Do you remember this man? Vlas Stepanov.

You have to remember. He bought the entire set a week ago.

No, I don’t recall him.

He was a first-time customer.

Why did he come to you?

Because I have the best goods in the city.

He has recently come back from jail where he had served time for murder.

He is under surveillance,

and he doesn’t own a horse.

You think he could have killed Mr. Bryzgalov?

He might.

Can I take this?

Vlas Stepanov, open the door!

Open the door!

Surround the house! Stop!

Vlas, stop!

Stop!

You can’t jump to the next roof.

It’s either the precinct, or the hospital and then the precinct.

Good morning.

I barely slept last night.

Is the coffee hot?

Of course.

Viktor Ivanovich, a messenger here for you.

- For me? - Yes.

Excuse me.

What messenger?

He brought a cake from the tea shop on Polkovaya.

Go.

- Is something wrong? - Just a minute.

Go!

Ladies.

Masha,

you’ve been filling my life

with love and happiness for years.

You give it sense.

My God, Vitia.

Forgive me, my friends,

I have to run.

I have some errands in town.

The tea shop in Polkovaya.

What?

The tea shop in Polkovaya.

Innocent? Look at this innocent man!

Why didn’t you open the door?

Why were you running away? Why were you running?

I was scared.

Weren’t you scared to strangle merchant Ignatiy Bryzgalov with the harness?

- What harness? - Horse harness.

What merchant?

You bought it from Kaysarov,

the Tatar.

Don’t you remember? Can you read, then?

Why me?

- Why not all these other ones? - You...

Because you are the only one who doesn’t gave horses

and don’t work anywhere.

What did you need the harness for?

Answer!

All right, I’ll admit it.

I killed him.

But why? What’s the reason?

Mr. Savelyev told me to.

So I did.

What did he promise you?

How much did you pay him?

He promised me a job.

How did you know Bryzgalov wouldn’t spend the night at home?

- How would I know? - That’s what I’m asking you.

Savelyev told me.

Hello. My Name is Andrey Petrovich Kliuyev.

I’m new in this city, and I’ve been told you had the best horses.

That’s true. Would you like to take a look?

Yes, please.

I don’t only have the best horses in this town

but also the gear.

Harnesses, saddles.

We can go for a ride if you want.

Anton Andreyevich, what is this about?

Why was I brought here?

Under police escort, like a criminal!

I demand an explanation.

Bogdan Silych, we arrested an escaped prisoner,

Vlas Stepanov.

He confessed killing Bryzgalov.

Congratulation, gentlemen.

What do I have to do with it?

Stepanov claims he was acting on your orders.

He’s lying.

It isn’t true.

You had a motive. Bryzgalov was blackmailing you.

You told me this yourself.

Why did you tell you?

Now I’m ruined.

Believe me, I didn’t ask him to kill Ignatyev.

He was a bastard, of course, but I’m not a killer.

Your witness is lying.

I didn’t expect an immediate confession.

Take him away.

This is a good horse. The best, isn’t he?

Great horse.

Do you like the price?

The price? No.

Oh, you’re a reckless customer.

Shall we discuss it?

I can offer you 50%.

Thank you for the tea.

Goodbye.

Andrey Petrovich.

I’ll give you my best gear as a bonus.

Let me show you.

I don’t understand, Yakov Platonovich.

If Savelyev was going to kill Ignatyev, why did he send him a letter?

It’s evidence against him.

You’re right.

It’s strange.

"As always, I’m asking you,

my dearest friend,

to leave 400 rubles for me at the usual spot."

"Marfa, my angel, I’m sending you a brooch.

I send a gift to the one I love.

My love for you is big and will be forever.

My dearest friend..."

Anton Andreyevich,

don’t you think these letters

were written by different people?

Andrey Petrovich, hello.

Your commission is completed.

Romeo has received Juliet’s letter.

- Thank you. - No need to thank me.

I was happy to help struggling lovers.

Did you hear? Bryzgalov’s killer was caught.

- Oh? - It’s a local merchant, Savelyev.

Bryzgalov was blackmailing him,

and he hired a former prisoner to kill him.

How bizarre.

You find it strange?

No, I was thinking about something else.

Andrey Petrovich, I’m on the night shift today.

I have to go.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

What do you want from me?

Stop it!

You know what? I’m sick of this!

Enough!

Have you been working here long, my friend?

Seven years, sir.

- Do they pay you on time? - Yes, they do.

Not a lot, though.

Listen, the gentleman who has just passed by.

- Did you see him before? - Yes.

He comes every day on business.

Does he gamble?

No, he’s here for a different kind of fun.

He visits a lady

and pays her rent.

How is the patient in Ward 5?

- Asleep? - Yes.

I gave him morphine.

Good.

You should have some rest, too. It’s late.

Doctor! Quick!

What happened?

God! Bring the stretcher.

Doctor, save her! I’m begging you.

- Come on! - What happened?

She slashed her veins!

Lost a lot of blood.

- My baby! - Let's go.

Doctor, she’s my only daughter. I’m begging you! Save her.

I’ll do everything I can.

Doctor! Doctor!

What happened?

Stretcher!

Anna Viktorovna, camphor, please.

I’m coming, doctor.

Aleksandr Frantsevich,

do you think they will make it?

They lost a lot of blood,

but they are young and healthy.

Let’s hope they will.

What happened?

I was watching him all the time

but it didn’t help.

Someone passed him a note.

“My darling, we aren’t meant to be together. Remember our oath?

God willing, I’ll see you beyond the veil

at midnight on Wednesday.

Forever yours, M.”

Did your daughter write this?

Yes, it’s her handwriting.

How is she?

Your daughter is alive.

But she needs absolute rest. She’s staying at the hospital.

Thank you, doctor. Thank you!

My son?

Your son is alive, too. He is conscious.

Is something wrong?

What are you looking at?

I think I understand now.

Marfa.

Where is Marfa?

What are you thinking about, son?

Open your eyes,

look at me.

A priest.

What?

You meant a mullah?

No.

A priest.

I’m a Christian.

You are... not my son anymore.

You need to leave.

The patient needs rest.

Good morning. How do you feel?

Thank you. Do you know how Ali is?

He is alive and getting better. Don’t worry.

I need to talk to you about something else.

You were extorting money from Mr. Savelyev.

Don’t try to deny it. I know you were.

You were quite good at imitating his hand,

but you’ve made a few mistakes.

You wrote the letter D the way you usually do,

with a downward flourish.

It happens. Habits are hard to fight.

How did you find out about Bryzgalov blackmailing Savelyev?

I’ll tell you everything.

Liqueur, my dear Marfa Borisovna?

I don’t drink.

- I need to go. - Wait.

Stay for another minute.

All right.

Do you really love me so much?

I’m losing my mind, Marfa Borisovna.

I thought I was marrying you for convenience.

That because of your father’s connections. But now...

I’m marrying you for money, too, Ignatiy Petrovich.

I’ll make you love me, you’ll see.

You’ll be comfortable with me.

I know how to do business, unlike your father.

Do you know how I got my starting capital?

He got drunk and started telling me

about blackmailing his friend Savelyev.

He forged some promissory notes five years ago

and started extorting money.

When Savelyev settled down in Zatonsk,

you decided to send him a letter from Bryzgalov’s name.

He had paid you once. Wasn’t it enough?

I needed the money.

You thought you had found an easy way to get it.

You didn’t expect that Savelyev

would decide to put an end to the blackmail

and kill your fiance.

Did you think about it?

Did anyone think about me?

My father knew I loved another man

but forced me to marry Bryzgalov because he needed it for his business.

He sold me!

That’s why Arslan Ali and I decided to escape.

Where else would we get the money?

I’m sincerely sorry for you.

Marya Timofeyevna, you look amazing today.

Thank you. What happened?

Why did you want to see me?

You see it’s complicated.

I don’t know where to start.

You’re scaring me.

I’d like to suggest a subject for your new article.

- Modern state of divorce. - Divorce?

But it’s impossible, with rare exceptions. Why write about it?

You should study these rare exceptions.

I don’t know. I’ll think about it, Aleksey Yegorovich.

By the way,

there is no need

to keep following my husband.

It’s wrong.

I wasn’t thinking when I agreed to it.

If that’s what you want.

Thank you.

What?

What do you mean you take it back?

What does it mean?

I don’t want to go to jail.

I was at home that night, and I have someone to confirm it.

We’ll check.

- Why did you slander Savelyev? - I wanted a revenge.

I worked on him all spring

and he didn’t pay me.

I punished the bastard. He got his fairing.

Take him away.

You’ll go to jail anyway, for slander.

I won’t be inside for long.

We need to let Savelyev go. Looks like he’s innocent.

And the case is still unsolved.

Mr. Tregubov won’t be happy.

You’ll tell him.

Marfa Borisovna,

you’ve started a brouhaha...

Considering your young age and...

being in love,

the court will temper justice with mercy.

Thank God.

I will defend your daughter pro bono.

- Thank you. - Thank you, Viktor Ivanovich.

I’m in your debt.

What if they send her to jail?

I hope it will not come to that.

Tell me...

are you and Marfa Borisovna engaged?

We let Aslan to stay with us temporarily.

His parents disowned him

after he had converted to Christianity.

This is very noble of you,

but how do you picture your future?

How are you going to support yourself?

I’m going to enroll at the Kazan University

to become an engineer.

He has studied the school curriculum by himself.

This is a noble goal, but, Marfa,

are you going to wait for your fiance for four years?

Why wait?

I’m going to Kazan...

with my husband.

Your husband?

We got married in Slobodka.

God willing...

God willing.

Whatever will be, will be.

Father,

bring the icon.

Let’s bless him.

I see you aren’t doing that well, gentlemen.

If you mean the investigation, Nikolay Vasilyevich,

it’s closing in on its conclusion.

Do you know something I don’t?

We... Us...

I believe Anton Andreyevich is trying to say

that by trying every hypothesis, we are approaching the truth.

Exactly.

What is this?

The list of Mr. Kaysarov’s customers.

We have already checked one suspect.

Others have no connection to the victim.

Let me take a look.

What?

Does Mr. Brusnitsyn still buy horse gear in Zatonsk?

He moved to the neighboring district three months ago.

I didn’t know that.

How would you?

You don’t have dinner or play pool with him.

So he has moved.

He bought a bigger house there.

He wrote to me they had a horse breeder there

who was quite good.

Interesting.

May I?

Frol, Brusnitsyn’s man,

bought the harness on the day Bryzgalov died.

- It’s not a coincidence. - No, it’s not.

No, it’s not.

I believe, gentlemen, you need to find out

why Brusnitsyn sends his Frol over hill

and over dale to buy harness.

Will do.

Goodbye, gentlemen.

I came to visit Marfa Borisovna.

Please call her.

Miss ordered to get the carriage ready and left with her husband an hour ago.

- With her husband? - Yes, ma’am.

I can call Mariya Yevmentyevna. She’s taking a nap after lunch.

No. There is no need.

I just wanted to ask how Marfa Borisovna was.

Since she is riding around with her husband...

What’s this?

A present from Marfa Borisovna’s ex suitor.

Mr. Vysokov, I believe.

Excuse me.

Tell Mr. Shtolman I need to see him urgently.

Mr. Shtolman went to the Kaysarovs.

Excuse me.

Arslan, what if he doesn’t want to see you?

I’ll invite him to the wedding, and then it’s up to him.

Wait here. I’ll be right back.

Can you describe this Frol?

I don’t remember him.

Normally, Brusnitsyn would send Makar.

Frol was probably new.

I had never seen him before.

Father!

What are you doing here?

You aren’t my son anymore! Get out!

Let’s talk calmly.

Help! Quick! Help!

Help!

Stop!

Arslan...

This is Frol!

The one you asked me about.

Isn’t it too many crimes for one man?

Why did you try to kidnap Miss Muromova?

Mrs. Kaysarova.

"Kyzym?"

Daughter... come here.

Do you know this man?

Yes, I know him very well.

He proposed to me a year ago,

and I said no.

I love you!

Always did, always will.

You will be mine anyway!

Easy! Easy, sir.

So you have committed all these crimes

for love.

You strangled Mr. Bryzgalov.

You bought the harness from Kaysarov

to throw suspicion on his son, right?

I had to get rid of them both

so that Marfa could be mine.

Without her, my life is worse than prison.

Wait till you get there before you make conclusions.

Tell me, how did you find out

Bryzgalov was spending the night at the Muromovs?

When my chandelier trick failed,

I realized he wouldn’t go home so late.

Why did you go back to his house a couple days ago?

What were you looking for?

This?

I lost...

I lost everything.

Give me back this, at least.

Andrey Petrovich,

you can’t imagine how happy I am

that this story had such a happy ending.

When I think that they could have died because of me...

It’s not your fault.

If you hadn’t passed the note, they wouldn’t end up together.

Well, this is true.

Can I say something?

Of course. I’m listening.

I love you.

I thought it would never happen to me

but it did.

You are the woman I dreamed about all my life.

I don’t need a cook

or a concubine -

only a friend who is my equal.

I know you aren’t in love with me,

but we have become friends.

We understand each other. We see things in the same way.

It’s not a small thing.

I ask you...

to be my wife.

THE MESALLIANCE