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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 VITALIY BORDACHIOV

DIRECTORS OF PHOTOGRAPHY - ALEKSANDR ALIOSHNIKOV AND ANTON KOSTROMIN

MUSIC BY ANTON SILAYEV

PRODUCERS - NIKITA SHUMAKOV, VITALIY BORDACHIOV

ANNA PAVLOVSKAYA, PAVEL BABIN, VLAD RIASHIN

DETECTIVE ANNA SEASON 2

EPISODE 27: BACCARAT

Are you the owner?

Parfion Kokoulin. At your service.

Who are these people?

Quartermaster Nelidov from St. Petersburg,

his colleague ensign Zalivukhin,

and Svetlov, a local landowner.

When did they arrive?

Last night.

The room was booked by Nelidov.

The two dirks I can understand.

But a paper knife?

We have them in every room.

To cut paper, you know.

It used to be here.

Did they use it for the murder?

You sound surprised.

I had the edges turned.

Turned?

You know, just in case.

We have all kinds of people here at Mont Plaisir.

Some drink too much,

others drag their mistresses around by the hair.

So I wanted to be on the safe side.

You see this? It’s sharp. How do you explain it?

God knows.

Maybe one of the new employees wanted to be thorough.

Or a guest.

This is Terentiy, your nobleness.

He is in charge of this room.

I’m sorry if my account makes you sad.

I couldn’t be more sad than I already am, Andrey Petrovich.

But I appreciate your risking your life to defend my honor.

Anna.

I’m going abroad soon.

Come with me.

We will travel like friend, like sister and brother.

I won’t ask for more if,

of course, you don’t change your mind.

Andrey Petrovich, do you want to destroy

what’s left of my reputation?

You need to leave until the gossip settles down.

Thank you, I promise to think about it.

How do you feel?

Much better, thank you.

Do you want me to change your dressings?

I won’t allow you to become my nurse.

Then I should go. I’m expected at the hospital.

But you will be back, will you not?

I will if you promise to forget your prejudice

and let me take care of you.

They ordered their last bottle of wine around four.

Then a lady joined them.

A lady?

Yeah. She said she was Mr. Zalivukhin’s wife.

How long did she stay?

They didn’t let her in.

Ordered to lock the door.

There was a lot of screaming, but they wouldn’t budge.

- Why? - I don’t know.

I think that’s when they all fell asleep.

What makes you think that?

Obviously, they didn’t ask for more wine.

Yes...

They didn’t ask for more wine...

They played for high stakes.

There’s 300 rubles in the bank.

Where is the money?

Well...

Your nobleness, how would I know that?

Three hundred rubles.

When I brought the wine at four,

the money was sitting on the table.

I swear, your nobleness.

- Good morning, Aleksandr Frantsevich. - Yakov Platonovich.

What a surprise.

Who let you get out of bed?

I heard about the murder and decided it was time for me to get back to work.

Isn’t it too soon, my dear?

I can’t stay at home anymore.

Yakov Platonovich, my dear, to tell you the truth,

it’s a miracle you’re even alive.

The bullet went in one millimeter from your liver.

How do you feel, by the way?

Thank you.

Better than these gentlemen.

Have you found out the cause of death?

One was stubbed in the throat

with a paper knife.

He has been taken away already.

This one was stubbed with a dirk in his liver,

and this one with a knife in his heart.

Sounds like St. Bartholomew night’s massacre.

That’s right.

By the way, all three were dead-drunk

and put up no fight.

Do you believe they killed each other?

I doubt it.

The three murder weapons were found on the floor.

Besides,

all three wounds were inflicted

on the left side.

A lefty?

I believe so.

Anna Viktorovna?

Maintenance cost sheet,

200 rubles.

Yeah...

The notes are stained with blood.

It’s fresh, and the notes are wet.

Someone was trying to clean them?

Your nobleness...

Who else has the key to the safe box?

My son Ignat

and I.

We only have two keys.

Where is your son?

Anna Viktorovna, how does medicine different from other sciences?

Ivan Yevgenyevich, I’m not in the mood for riddles today.

Its achievements are based on tragic mistakes.

You have scrubbed your hands with carbolic acid just now.

Not long ago, the doctors didn’t even wash their hands.

Patients would often die

from infection.

However, a Hungarian doctor...

Yes. Ignac Semmelweis came up with disinfecting hands with bleach,

bring down the mortality among women in childbirth.

However, his colleagues turned on him,

and he ended up in the mental hospital.

Those who want to change this world often have to pay the price.

Ivan Yevgenyevich, thank you

for persuading me to come back to the hospital.

You’re welcome.

You can make a good doctor

if you clear your head of all distractions.

What do you want from me?

Who are you talking to, Anna Viktorovna?

What’s wrong?

Again?

Listen, you have to tell me everything.

As your doctor.

Stand up, please.

What? Who are you?

Head of the Zatonsk police investigation department.

Where were you last night?

With a lady friend.

All right. When did you come back?

I don’t remember. Late. Around 5 in the morning.

All right.

Where is the key to the safe box?

You say you have been hallucinating

since you were a child.

It’s good news.

It means we can rule out organic brain lesions.

Otherwise, you would have lost your mind and died long ago.

They aren’t hallucinations.

I know it’s hard to believe.

Anna Viktorovna, I’m sorry.

I’m a down-to-earth man.

I don’t believe in all these mystic things.

If your body is healthy,

it means your visions are caused

by excessive sensitivity.

I’ll prescribe you sodium bromide.

What for?

It will help with your nerves and help you sleep at night.

You’ll start taking it tonight...

and then we’ll see.

It’s blood!

How did it get there?

I don’t know.

Ignat?

No! No, father!

I see.

I didn’t kill these three, I swear to God.

Then how do you know three men were killed?

I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything.

I only took the money, I swear.

The dead had no use for it.

What did you need it for?

Did you take money from my safe and then decided to replace it

with the money you had stolen?

Forgive ne, father, for I have sinned.

Buying jewels and pastries for your Avdotka again?

I found a house for us and gave them a down payment.

I want to marry her.

The wedding will have to wait.

First you go to jail for a triple murder.

I didn’t kill them, your nobleness!

Yakov Platonovich! You’re out of bed.

As you can see, Anton Andreyevich, I can still walk.

Dr. Milts has updated me on the case.

Who is this?

Ignat Kokolulin, the owner’s son.

I have reasons to believe he is the culprit.

He didn’t kill them.

How can you be so sure?

He is right-handed.

The officers were hit from the left,

by a lefty.

You mean Ignat is innocent?

Innocent?

Didn’t he steal the money?

I’m not going to file a complaint.

It’s family business.

Family or not, it’s for the court to decide.

He will answer for the theft from the hotel room.

For theft, to put it simply.

Take him away.

Easy, easy.

Here?

Breathe. Look at me. Breathe.

What do we have here?

Transverse presentation, possible womb rapture.

Get the surgery room ready.

Yes.

I don’t understand what it matters who raised the weapon first.

If Kokoulin didn’t kill them and there was no one else in the room,

it means they killed each other.

Any one of them could have started it.

Nelidov could have been the first. Couldn’t he?

I don’t understand what you’re trying to establish.

I want to know whether

they could have attacked each other simultaneously.

Maybe they were hypnotized.

This Whirlpool man.

However, he had escaped, as far as I know.

I believe he is still in Zatonsk.

This murder matches his style.

I ask you to question the victims’ families with me.

Two of them were Zatonsk residents.

Yes. Svetlov lived here, and Zalivukhin was visiting with his family.

However, if you don’t mind,

I would prefer you to go to one of the addresses

while I go to the other.

I suppose you can understand

that I find no pleasure in your company.

If that’s what you want.

I suppose you are upset because I didn’t die.

I’m sorry for disappointing you.

Time of death 8:12.

You can go.

It doesn’t make any sense.

But the baby? It survived.

Why did this woman have to suffer so much?

You heard her. It was unbearable suffering.

And what for?

The baby is alive, but it has taken its mother’s life. Why?

What is all this for?

- Thank you, ma’am. - Goodbye.

Anton Andreyevich.

I’m happy to see you.

Why haven’t you come for so long?

I’m sorry, Pelageya Ivanovna.

I was very busy at work, you understand.

You used to find time. Now it seems as if you’re avoiding me.

Pelageya Ivanovna,

I think I shouldn’t come here anymore

to avoid torturing myself and putting you in an awkward position.

I don’t know if you remember

how I said I loved you, and you...

I kissed you.

Of course I remember.

I’ve been haunted with this question ever since:

did you do it because I was dying

and you didn’t want to upset me with rejection or...

No.

I kissed you because I had wanted to do it for a while.

Can I hope...

that you aren’t joking?

You value yourself too low, Anton Andreyevich.

Why wouldn’t I love you?

When you hear what I have to say, though,

you will reject me yourself.

No, of course not.

I know you well enough.

No. You don’t know everything.

I had to lie to you.

There were no meetings, and there were no arrest.

You didn’t know about Mr. Shtolman’s mission then,

so I had to lie to you.

You know about the mission?

I was Whirlpool’s assistant in St. Petersburg.

God knows what his real name is.

I came to Zatonsk to help Yakov Platonovich identify him.

I thought nobody had seen his face.

It’s true,

but I know his distinguishing features.

He had bent me to his will.

I was not only his assistant

but also his concubine.

Who am I to judge you?

All right.

Who gave you the right to haunt me at night?

Are you all out of your minds?

Are there no other mediums in Zatonsk?

I’m sick of this!

I’m a doctor! I need my sleep.

My patients need me!

How dare you...

Go away. I don’t want to talk to you anymore.

I don’t want to!

Ma’am, I understand how you feel,

but unfortunately I have to ask these questions.

I have information that you were at the Mon Plaisir

on the night of the murder.

Yes, but my husband didn’t want to see me.

I should have insisted, make him let me in.

Maybe he would have been alive now.

Why did you go there anyway?

Did you know about the gamble?

My husband wrote to me that he was coming home on Friday.

On Thursday I ran into his friend Oliapin.

He told me, and I realized...

What kind of man was he?

Could he have started the fight?

No. He couldn’t have.

I’m certain.

Ivan was a gambler.

He would gamble away the money, drink, lie to me,

but he wouldn’t kill a man.

Maybe it was Svetlov.

His nerves had been shattered for a while.

My nephew didn’t do anything.

Nelidov had started it.

Why are you so sure?

I saw him a couple times.

He was a cruel man.

What can you tell me about Mr. Zalivukhin?

He was a spineless man, a doormat.

He’d do whatever he was told to.

Your nephew retired six months ago.

Wasn’t it too early?

I don’t want to talk about it.

It’s important for the investigation, and I ask you to answer me.

He had a nervous disease.

If you recall anything important,

please let me know.

I don’t know how important this is,

but lately he has been talking

about getting rich.

I believe he started a business with his friends.

- What friends? - God knows.

He was probably lying as usual, God forgive him.

It must have been hard for your nephew to stay in Zatonsk,

considering his love for the sea.

It was. Oh yes, it was.

I’m sorry.

Who is this?

His late fiancee.

She drowned right before the wedding two years ago.

Nikita was crushed with grief.

That’s when he got sick.

- Ivan Yevgenyevich. - Anna Viktorovna, good morning.

- Good morning. - Did you sleep well?

That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.

- I had nightmares again. - Well, that’s good.

Nightmares are normal, unlike visions. Right?

You’ll lead the rounds today. I have an urgent surgery.

Do you believe in my skills now or do you just pity me?

Anna Viktorovna, pity isn’t my forte.

Yesterday it seemed nothing human was alien to you.

Everyone has moments of weakness.

What are you waiting for?

Go. Your patients are waiting.

Prescribed by Dr. Milts six months ago.

Was he your nephew’s doctor?

I don’t know.

Nikita never told me.

I know there was this healer in St. Petersburg who had helped him.

He treated him with hypnosis.

Hypnosis?

One of his seniors recommended him. An admiral.

Did he mention his name?

Maybe he did, but I don’t remember.

Did this healer help him?

I don’t know.

Nikita seemed calm during the day,

but he would scream at night,

calling for Nelidov or Zalivukhin.

He’d also say they all had to go to the police

and confess something.

Confess what?

I don’t know.

I tried to ask him

but he wouldn’t remember anything in the mornings.

I found out you had prescribe this

to one of the victims.

Let me see.

Yes. I recall that young officer.

It was Svetlov. He was still in the navy back then.

What disease did he suffer?

Let me consult my records. Where are they?

Just a second.

Yes, he was suffering

from a maniacal psychopathic syndrome.

Sounds nasty.

It is.

I referred him to a good psychiatrist

and prescribed this medicine.

The bottle is almost full, though.

If he was taking the medicine at all, he soon stopped.

Maybe he found another doctor.

Or decided to do without a doctor.

In this case, he could have gone completely insane.

It wouldn’t be obvious for everyone, though.

Do you think he could attack his gambling buddies?

I can’t rule it out.

How is Anna Viktorovna? How does she feel?

She is calmer now, but she has shrunk into herself.

We don’t talk much.

I want to help her but I don’t know how.

You know, time is the best doctor for a broken heart.

I only pray that I ever see

my daughter happy, Aleksey Yegorovich.

You will. You definitely will, my darling.

Remember, I told you I thought I was unable to love again.

But I was mistaken! Yes, I was.

I love deeply and passionately.

I am in love with the best woman in the world

in whom I have finally found perfection.

I can see that you understand. You understand!

I can’t stay silent anymore.

I love you, Maria Timofeyevna.

Aleksey Yegorovich, please rise.

I only regret that I met you so late in my life.

Now all I want is to be with you till the end of our lives.

God! Please stand up.

You have to know I’m a nobleman.

My family is poor but very, very noble.

It’s in Suvorin’s genealogy reference books!

This is very unexpected, Aleksey Yegorovich,

but I won’t lie to you: I’m flattered.

Maria Timofeyevna, please say yes!

How can I say yes?

I’m married, and a divorce is out of the question.

All we have left is...

Suffer?

Our affectionate friendship

will be our consolation.

What if divorce was a possibility?

If it was possible,

I would be happy to spend

the rest of my life with you.

I am so happy you finally came to visit us, Piotr Ivanovich.

Tell us all about the St. Petersburg news.

St. Petersburg is indignant about news from France.

What happened there?

President Carnot was killed.

Slaughtered... is this lamb?

Yes.

So tender! Slaughtered like a lamb.

By some Italian anarchist.

What’s going on with Europe? My God.

You’re saying this because you don’t want to go to Nice with me.

Your brother doesn’t stick to his word.

My dear, many wives complain about their spouses attitude.

What can you do? It’s life.

You can forgive your spouse this,

but Viktor is in no hurry to make me a honest woman.

Liza, Liza, please!

Yelizaveta Gavrilovna, may I?

You can’t rush things like that.

One needs time to consider everything, to weigh all the circumstances.

It takes some time.

You have to understand.

I’m tired of hearing this all day long.

Yes, a divorce is a long procedure, but one has to at least start on it.

This is unbearable.

Excuse me.

What’s wrong with her?

I’m sorry, Petia.

She has been moody since morning.

Why don’t you take her to Nice?

What’s stopping you?

If you need money, I’ll give it to you. All you need to do is ask.

No. I can’t go to Nice right now.

I can’t abandon Anna.

By the way, she could use a vacation, too.

Talk to her. Talk to her!

She has always looked up to you.

Maybe she’ll listen to you this time.

Maybe she will. I’ll talk to her.

CLOSED

Tell me, was there an admiral among Whirlpool’s patients?

Admiral Bobrinskiy.

Yes, he came to a seance last year,

and Whirlpool paid special attention to him.

Is something wrong?

Bobrinskiy was killed a few months ago.

Hello, Anton Andreyevich.

Anton Andreyevich knows everything. I’ve told him.

That night, several unidentified persons attacked the admiral’s carriage

and delivered several blows.

The investigation found out that there were three killers.

You think they were the officers killed at Mon Plaisir?

They attacked each other as if they were ordered to.

Hypnosis?

Whirlpool kills those whom he had forced to kill the admiral.

So Whirlpool is still in Zatonsk.

Nothing points to...

the opposite.

Annette, I don’t understand

why you don’t want to go with Andrey Petrovich.

A trip would benefit you greatly.

Why do you all want to get rid of me?

So that you didn’t have to look at my disgrace?

What are you talking about?

You need a change of scenery.

You need to start moving on.

Excuse my frankness, my angel, but you don’t look good.

You probably work too much and sleep too little.

I have strange dreams, Uncle.

What kind of dreams? Tell me.

I’m being transported to medieval France,

and I see this young woman,

some fragments of her life.

France?

It didn’t happen before, did it?

It must be interesting.

What is life in medieval France like?

Is there anything good about it?

They burn her at the stake as a witch.

Nothing good.

So her spirit comes to you?

- What does she want? - I can’t understand.

There is also a man named Guillaume.

I can’t see his face, though.

Why did Whirlpool need to kill the admiral?

Apparently, he knew too many military secrets.

Military...

What does your Whirlpool want? What goal does he pursue?

Nobody knows that. Not even me.

You are well informed, Anton Andreyevich.

Yes, and I’m happy

there is no need to keep lying to him.

Pelageya Ivanovna agreed to be my wife.

I’m happy for you. Congratulations.

- Let me take your leave. - Goodbye.

Anton Andreyevich, can I ask you

not to tell anyone else that we are engaged?

My God, why?

Because I’m so scared for you.

He almost killed you once.

I won’t be able to survive it again.

- So while he is still on the loose, we... - Can’t be together.

I’m too scared for your life.

He is a vengeful man, and he will punish me for you.

I swear, Pelageya Ivanovna,

I will find Whirlpool.

I see the events in reverse, as if I were leafing through a book.

There were books, too.

They threw them into the fire, and they burned.

This is incredible, Annette. Absolutely incredible.

You see things that happened centuries ago.

I would give anything for a chance like this.

You don’t know how hard it is.

It’s like this woman gets into me.

I see through her eyes, I feel her pain.

Anton Andreyevich.

I wonder what he needs.

- Piotr Ivanovich. - My respects.

Excuse me for bothering you.

Anna Viktorovna, I urgently need your help.

You must have heard about the murders at the inn.

Anton Andreyevich,

I would like to quit all this.

Anna Viktorovna, I... I beg you.

Just for one second.

The thing is, there is a big chance

that the victims are connected with Whirlpool.

Don’t you want us to catch him?

No. I don’t care.

Anna Viktorovna...

Pelageya Ivanovna agreed to be my wife.

But I...

We can’t get married while Whirlpool is on the loose.

I’m begging you. I need to solve this case.

I’m asking you as a friend, Anna Viktorovna.

Anton Andreyevich, I...

Thank you. I appreciate it.

These are the victims’ names.

Goodbye.

Nikita Svetlov’s spirit, reveal yourself.

Nikita Svetlov’s spirit, reveal yourself.

What are you doing?

Who killed you?

Answer me! Who killed you?

Who killed you?

Looks like he isn’t very helpful.

Who are you?

Are you Nelidov?

Then you must be Zalivukhin.

Eight of diamonds.

It means cooperation.

You want me to help you,

and then you’ll help me.

Good morning, Uncle.

Good morning, Annette.

Did you sleep well?

Wonderful.

Are you going somewhere?

Yes. I have no idea where and why, though.

Are we...

We aren’t alone, are we?

Am I right?

You’re right.

- In this case... - Yes.

Will you be so kind

to accompany the spirit and me?

I’m at your service.

BACCARAT