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Shut it, ������!

Didn't I feed you?

Everytime on foot? In the summer it's okay, but now it's six kilometers in the cold...

It's okay.

- And who is the bus for? - Too noisy.

Sedoy

They won't give us the raise.

Hope they won't take away what we got now!

Soon we'll be working like dogs for a bowl of porridge.

- I'm fucking tired. - Vovka, pump it up.

This shit again.

I was up all night. That bitch of a neighbor does his rennovations at night.

Drills, knocks.

He's drilling your wife, Terekhov.

- What'd you say? - You heard me.

Stop whining.

You've been talking about reno's for three months, since she left you for Frolygin, not much of a secret.

Hey, Ryaboy, you gonna shut your mouth or you want me to weld it up?

no time for repairs - they need to fuck enough.

You didn't fuck her yourself, so she went to the neighbor.

And Frolygin is a famous fucker.

When he comes to the pool, women are wetting themselves.

He's skinny, but his dong is tearing up those swimmers. I swear.

- I'm fucking sick of your shit!

Quiet!

Settle this after work.

Konstantin Dmitrievich, how come? You didn't warn us.

We'd have met you properly. Dust, dirt, you know.

What about the helmet? Oh, come on.

What are you guys standing there for? Hurry up and bring it.

Konstantin Dmitrievich, why don't you put mine on, huh?

Well, what if something happens, it's an assembly line, after all.

And here we are, you see what's going on.

Pull up!

Quiet you! Quiet! Quiet!

Quiet!

- Will you let me finish? - What are you yelling at us for?

We work till the end of the month and that's it.

- Is that clear to everyone? - What's that, huh?

- Quiet! Calm down! Calm down!

Stop grumbling! Let me speak!

There's no money now. I'll pay you when I get them.

- When will it be? - Six months, no later.

- Quiet! I said, quiet!

Quiet! Six months, that's all! They always paid!

Aren't you scared of a strike?

I'm not scared.

Are you?

- Quiet!

Quiet! Quiet, I asked for it! Quiet!

I promise we'll strike a deal. When did they not pay?

Everybody to your stations! Let's get everybody to their stations!

-What is this?

What are we going to do? We need to figure out why they're closing.

What's there to deal with? You were told that the factory is unprofitable!

Well, and now what? Off to the streets like dogs? We have rights too.

What fucking rights are you talking about? Who are you, the owner?

A factory was built under the Soviets.

And Kalugin bought it for almost nothing, when the factory was privatized.

- I've been here since '85. - So what?

And from Kalugin you get a "fuck you."

Oh right, let's draw posters, let's go on a hunger strike.

And then the cops are gonna have us out of here in a week.

- All right, guys, see you tomorrow. - Well, what now, silently go home?

Think with your head. Get sick leave, shake a leg and look for work!

Who's gonna take me? a 50+ year old locksmith?

- That's your problem. - Do you think they'll take you?

- We'll see about that. - Well, well.

A stocker at some store.

The machine-tool factory is stalling, the tractor factory is stalling,

the electrical appliance factory was shut down a week ago.

The powerplant is about to stop...

Only the chemical plant, and the oil refinery remains in the whole region.

They've been firing people since the fall. All vacancies are occupied.

- How do you know? - I checked.

It was clear as of last year that they will close all this.

We have to rob him.

Stop his car, take him at agunpoint and shake the money.

- Who? - He's downtown on Fridays. going into town to do business with the mayor.

Then he's taking highway to home.

There's a guard and a driver in the car, he's in the back.

The road is empty by the night.

We're blocking with two trucks, take him in, bring him in here and put pressure him.

He's calling his bitches, we have money coming in.

And Tashkent.(To escape to)

Sedoy, did you lose your head?

What are you mumbling about, what trucks? Which Tashkent?

What, you're gonna fuck him up by yourself?

Boy, this isn't the battle front. Haven't fought for a long time?

Who the hell is this about?

About Kalugin.

What the fuck guys?

It's a guaranteed prison.

That's bullshit.

Okay, guys, think about it. There's some time.

There's gonna be a lot of time now.

So?

I'm in.

- Are you serious? - What do you mean?

- Do you understand what you're suggesting? - I understand.

- And what happens if...? - Ryaboy.

Let's not "if."

Alright

I'm in.

Do you know how to pull?

The army taught me.

The army.

Puyj?

Ninka is giving birth soon

The older daughter is knocked up, doesn't work, doesn't study.

Six mouths to feed.

Ah, fuck it...

Well, what about you, Ivan Ivanovich?

Oh, guys...

It's not gonna end well.

Fuck it.

- If i'm any use to you... - Six is better than five.

We need guns. Who's a hunter?

I've got an old double barrel.

It's been a while, but it's working.

Mayakin has a Saiga, I can ask.

Two cops AKSU, sawed-off, 3 mags and a PM.

- Where from? - My dashing youth.

We need to go big.

I want enough for my grey hairs.

If we succeed - we have to lay lower then ever. we'll be living in a dugout for the first while.

Kalugin is above the governor.

Connections right up to the top, Federals, cops, whoever you want.

Good.

Thursday night, we'll collect the guns,

we'll check it at the point, discuss what and how.

We're doing it Friday night.

Do as I say, and it'll be fine.

They're on their way!

Here we go!

- Why are they crawling? - Who?

Trucks, don't you see? ravines on the sides.

Push it, Andrew, we need to get through this.

Are you drunk?

- What, you want me to slow down? - Will you drive through it?

- What do they want? - They want to check your driver's license.

- What are you doing, asshole?

What are you, a jerk? You asshole!

- What do we do? - Come out and ask.

Come here.

- Why didn't he send a security guard? You want to live? - Yes.

- Do you have a gun? - I am just a driver.

Now you're going back, telling Kalugin to get out.

If the guard rushes through...

- They are after you, Konstantin Dmitrich. - Understood.

WHERE...

Put him in the back room.

On the floor.

Give me a chair, damn it.

The floor's ice-cold.

Bring a chair.

Nothing to do? Go to the gate.

Mm-hmm.

- Did you get hit? - No.

- Are your pants dry so you won't catch a cold? - Fuck you.

- Why did you start shooting, asshole? - Oh, just to scare them off.

Well, did you scare him?

It's fine, let him jump on one leg from now on, bitch.

The fuck?

You can only shoot when I say so. Do you understand?

Are you fucking with me? Maybe I'll decide for myself.

You won't! I'm the only one with experience here!

Your gangster showdown is bullshit, kid, forget it!

Well, you know, I wasn't chasing girls down the street either!

You almost ruined it!

He came out with a gun, he was told...

How long are you gonna keep yelling?

What do you need?

You call whoever you want to call, he's bringing in the money,

and we're letting you go.

Is that all?

That's all.

No tricks.

I'll kill you.

Dad, is Mom sick?

Why aren't you sleeping?

Let's go.

Come on, lie down.

Lie down, come on.

Yes, Konstantin Dmitrich.

After chemo.

Yeah, we haven't slept in two days.

What?

Hello.

Yes, it's me.

I know, 1:00 in the morning.

Gather everyone.

- Why aren't you at the station? There are more people there. - I don't know, it seems empty.

- Did you open the gate? - No.

Tuman, where's the security?

There's a guard in the booth, drunk. He'll be knocked out till the morning.

We need to cut off his phone line.

- in case he'll wake up. - Will do.

- How many are there? - I don't know.

- How'd they get him? - Ambushed on the road.

- Are the guys alive? - One guy kind of got hurt.

I called, but he's not answering.

How's it going with you?

What's the "how"?

Cut it out, Tuman.

It's not good.

Chemo didn't help. Metastases, six months left, max.

Anyway, the money's in my trunk.

Secure the perimeter and wait.

Fifth channel.

Are you going alone?

Ryaboy.

- May I come in? - Don't be fidgedy.

- Where's the money? - Where's the Kalugin?

Come out.

Good night, Konstantin Dmitrievich.

Hello, Anton.

How are you feeling?

Tolerable.

- How's Lena? - Later.

Why don't you kiss him? Where is the money?

- In the trunk. - Where's the trunk?

Don't be nervous, man. I'm not stupid.

You see, I come in here with a bag, and what if you've already killed him...

Then take the money, kill me too.

Good one?

- There he is, alive. - Now I see.

Let's do it this way.

I'm coming back with the money and leaving with him.

Just so you know, I have people outside.

If you're up to something...

...no one will let you out alive.

You're taking him, we're going out,

and you shoot all of us at point-blank range.

Good one?

I'm not stupid either.

Bring us the money.

We're gonna put him in a truck, drive to the bus station on the corner. In an hour you will pick it up.

- He'll be alive? - You didn't bring any cops, did you?

Just like we agreed.

Go on.

And i'm not your friend.

Freeze!

Cops!

Hands in the air! On your knees!

Hands! Hands up!

Hands where I can see them, bitch!

Open it up!

- What a cunt, he brought them! - Shut up!

He's got a hostage there.

You go in, he's dead!

Bring a negotiator with radio in half an hour! Close it!

Hold it right there!

Close it!

Okay, it's on! To your places!

Get upstairs, make sure they don't get in from the roof.

Guard the stairs. God damn, if they go in from behind.

Watch the gate! And take it off the auto!

- Teryokhov go in the back! - Got it.

Keep the mags close by! Count the bullets!

Everyone in this workshop, listen carefully.

The perimeter of the workshop is cordoned off. Come out one by one.

Guns to the ground.

We have the right to use lethal force.

Yes, they can.

Look, if they try to climb in, they will need this window.

Watch it closely, got that?

Don't fuss too much.

Keep looking at it once in a minute, and that's enough.

Can you handle it?

Face down, I told you! Face...

Attention! You are surrounded.

I repeat, you're surrounded.

I suggest we surrender voluntarily. We guarantee your safety.

Don't harm the hostage. - If anything happens to him, you'll take his place.

I repeat, do not harm the hostage.

Freeze!

- Take it easy. - Shut up, asshole!

Face towards the wall, you fuck! Don't move!

- Tuman, what the hell? - Face away, you fuck!

- Who's in charge? - Shut your mouth!

Take it easy.

Captain Dadakin, special rapid response team.

What's the purpose of you being on the factory grounds with guns?

- What's your purpose? - Oh, man!

- Do i need to repeat the question? - Captain, I heard.

We're from private security, working for Kalugin.

We have a permit for weapons. What are you doing here?

Why don't you show me the papers?

- Guys, who's got the papers with them? - I didn't take it.

- I didn't take it either. - I don't have it now.

Check it.

- Where? - Inside pocket.

Private security company "Glock".

- Sanych, this is Kalugin's P.S.C. - I know.

- Whose? - Kalugin's.

- What's with Kalugin? - I don't get it.

You got it all.

Here in the workshop.

There's six masked men with guns in there. I don't know who.

They called, told me the amount to bring, I brought it in.

But we agreed to not have any cops.

You figure out what happens now.

I see.

- Let them go. - At ease, boys.

- Go home, get warm.

- Give me the guns back. - Give it to him or he'll cry.

- Why are you here? - An anonymous call came in,

that Kalugin was taken hostage. They have been holding him here since the evening.

We called his house, he didn't come back. I gathered the team and came here.

And here's the thing, guys, let's get this thing straight.

There's a hostage situation here, and it's...

- This is our business, not yours. - What? Shans, land him.

Cool him off.

- I don't get it. - You got it, captain.

- What the hell are you doing? - Hello? Dim.

- Yes, I am. - I'm talking to you.

Yeah. Why so late? Your boys tied us up.

Yeah, at the factory.

That's right, and Kalugin is here.

Can I have it back?

No, I didn't call. It was all good, I got a deal, and then...

Thank you.

I get it.

Let's make up our minds, huh? I need to get Kalugin out.

Explain it to the man.

Why go home? We were standing here.

Take it, Captain?

Guys.

Yes. Captain Dadakin.

Yes, Comrade Colonel.

A... and the rules for procedure?

What am I supposed to do with them?

I see.

Yeah, Dim.

Yeah, well, everyone's got a job to do.

It's okay, we'll figure it out. Bye.

Captain, you heard the whole thing.

Let's do it this way. I'm in charge here, and you stay out of the way for now.

We're gonna take Kalugin out now, and you can take them all.

No offence.

- What are we gonna do about it, Sanych? Well, that's good.

Okay, guys, calm down.

Well?

- And who called the cops? - Do I know?

- Here. - Thank you.

Veseliy.

Go get the bag.

I don't get it, they don't need it, neither do we.

Kalugin don't need this also, then who called?

Maybe someone saw it by accident.

They didn't call the local cops, went right to the special forces.

Thats like 200 kilometers away.

And right after we get here?

That's a weird little call.

- Come on, what's the big guess? - What did you see?

- Losers. - Are you sure?

Everybody looks worried, veal eyes, bad posture.

There is only one tough one, with no eye. From a gunshot, I think.

He speaks clearly, he's never lost his breath... - Hey, stop! Fuck!

...the hands don't shake, holds the gun right.

- You darning bastard! - Suck it...

He's their leader.

- Get your car away... - Hey, dog, come here!

What you were told to do?

- Get your car away!

- They asked for a negotiator. - I heard.

Get to the highway, take boys back. They'll freeze here.

- Get your fucking car away!. - Shut your mouth.

- Did you bring the money? - Cops aren't with me

With who then, with us? They arrived to cheer for us?

- You don't have to believe it. - I don't.

- So what are we gonna do? - You tell me!

No one here wants to go to jail!

- The cops don't decide anything. - Really?

Of course. - Shut up!

- So it's still on? - Yes.

- Good one. - Oh, my God, don't screw it up!

I don't fucking need them in this sitiation!

It's us who don't fucking need them!

And you need it to outman us! You pulled quite a performance here.

Lights, handcuffs... You think we are morons!

Okay, what do you want?

Leave the money, me and the men will think about it.

Change your mind?

Sixth channel.

Ugh.

What the fuck is this?

�They're not with me.� Then where did they come from?

Did they come here by smell?

Well, maybe Kalugin has a beacon up his ass.

Maybe somebody saw us on the road.

Who? The road was empty, it's night time.

- What if Filin woke up? - I checked, he was sleeping like a baby.

Too much to drink for him.

Filin would've been here first thing.

Oh, come on.

He called the cops, that's clear.

They're working for him.

Otherwise, he'd be cuffed in a van,

and I'd be talking to a cop, not with him.

Well, Anton's not stupid either. He was told to come without cops.

- He knows what the risks are. - Exactly!

Shut up in there!

It's a done deal. They brought in the money, We need to exchange, and run off.

What's the problem?

We need to talk with the cops, to set the conditions.

What are you gonna set them?

This Anton is in charge of them.

We gotta surrender, guys, before we all get killed.

Ooh, ohh, do I smell shit coming down the pipes?

You don't have kids. And I have three.

- Well, why the fuck did you sign up for this? - Forgot to ask you!

- Call your Mom, dung pie. - I'm gonna blow your head off, asshole!

Enough of this!

We need to think about it and you're fighting.

What to do, Sedoy?

Sedoy.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing's changed. Let's do as planned.

We'll take the money, Kalugin under the guns,

we go out and... - And they cuff us.

What do you mean?

- If the cops start the assault, what are we gonna do? - They won't!

What if?

- We kill Kalugin. - Are you sure?

Exactly.

We kill him, we'll go to jail.

If we don't kill him, we'll go anyway.

He figured it out, and he dragged in the cops.

That's it.

We need a Prosecutor...

...and TV journalists.

And let him tell on the camera how this factory is being torn apart.

Wow! How will it benefit you?

Well, your bitches gonna get your tail pinned down and they're not gonna be snooping around.

Well, you're gonna sing about our miserable share.

Well, I might sing it.

You are going to jail anyway.

So what.

But we're ideological justice fighters.

the sailors from the �Aurora�.

But you kidnapped a man and injured the guard.

You're already in jail.

We're not bandits, we are rebellious workers.

And when they show us on TV. we're gonna be heroes...

Well, they're gonna cut the sentence down because of 'ideology'.

Sedoy, what are you saying?

- Clever. - The hell!

Instead of the money and freedom they're gonna show us on TV and throw us into the cage?

- I was already there, I didn't like it. - What freedom? There are cops behind the gate!

They won't let us out of here anyway!

- Anton will tell them, and they're gonna let us out. - Will he say so?

Are you serious?

He's offering bullshit!

Anyway, who doesn't agree takes Kalugin and goes ahead.

Maybe you can make it to the front gates.

Fuck the money. Since we got caught,...

...if prison, then prison it is.

I agree.

I don't know, it's kind of a good one.

Cossack?

What's there to think about, men?

Why are you listening to him? Take the money!

Who do we need to listen to? You?

You even got dumped by your bitches.

-I'm coming in.

Positions.

You decided?

Sanych, look.

They didn't take it?

Why?

- Where's Veseliy? - He went to the highway,

you sent him.

Well?

They want journalists and a prosecutor.

And for Kalugin to confess on camera that he is dumping the factory.

- Why the fuck? - Workers.

The factory was shut down, so they decided to take their stand.

Okay, now they're afraid the cops are gonna be with us, and they won't let go.

- Kalugin says what? - He says do as they say.

What do you think?

- It was kind of weird with cops.

They showed up - now it's hard to get rid of them.

- Where to? Hey! - Okay, guys, take it easy. Take it easy.

- Those guys losing their shit - We wanted to be quiet, and here...

...is Captain Dadakin.

Found it.

One of them's fine, the other one is lightly injured in the leg.

I took him to the hospital.

Well, what will happen to Kalugin, if he tells about the factory on camera?

Nothing's gonna happen. That's his factory, if he wants - it opens, if he wants - it closes.

Go ahead and agree.

Alright.

They're gonna get a gig they wanted.

Do you accept guests?

Sure.

As you ordered.

Man up.

Prosecutor, and a news channel.

Get to work.

Can I get the lamp right here? The light is good.

- Is it okay here? - It's okay.

Bring him out.

Show me the badges.

I know you.

- Katya, come here. - Ah?

What "ah"? Let's shoot.

Check the mic.

- Say something. - Shit.

Thank you. We are working.

We are in the workshop of the concrete goods factory,

owned by the biggest businessman of our region, Konstantin Kalugin.

After bankruptcy, the workers took their owner as hostage,

Konstantin Dmitrievich himself, actually.

And now we have a unique opportunity

to get comments from the participants in the event.

Konstantin Dmitrievich how are you feeling?

You see it yourself...

What, and most importantly, why is it happening tonight at this factory?

The fact is that the region

has difficulty with the sales of this factory's produce.

There's hardly any housing construction.

And more often than not, it's a monolithic struc...

Why are you twisting your neck?

Tell us everything in order.

Be brave.

Tell me, bitch, how in 20 years

you haven't bought a single machine for us, not even a single bolt, or a fucking wire.

How you fine the workers for equipment breakdowns.

How you've got people working for 12 hours or even two shifts for a penny.

on that old shit.

And you haven't added a rouble, you don't pay for three months.

Tell us how your "Ejhi" gang

bought all the companies in the region in the 90s.

Tell us about the forest behind Kisva, where you buried competitors and disagreeing people in packs.

About your friends who are sitting in the government now and cover your back.

And about your governor, that you promoted.

to keep the whole area under the boot.

Why aren't you talking?

Go on.

Hold the gate.

- What a circus, fuck! - Calm down.

And then what were you going to do?

What did you tell us?

"We came here to dance with some moronss, and go home"?

Where are the morons here?

He has more wrinkles in his head than we do!

How are you even gonna trick him?

Did you think you bringing a camera, a girl from the TV, and it's done...

he's gonna clap his fucking hands and let everyone go?

Buy him a lollipop!

He's gonna be here until all this is on the air!

Shut your mouth.

You've been paid, you've come.

You stood, waved your badges. What are the questions?

What if he had shot us now, clowns?

Have you seen him?

He's paranoid! A killer!

- Oh, fuckin' hell, here we go! Bitch!

That's it, he's done. - What are you doing?

Stop it! - Just calm down already.

Stop it.

- Stop fucking around! - Break them up!

- Hold him down. - Okay, come on, come on.

- Wait. - I'm just gonna watch?

Hey,look what's going on.

What are you doing? Get back!

- Halt! Quiet! - Here we go!

Stop! Stop right there! This is an order!

Where to? Stop right there!

Faggot!

What's up, asshole?

What?

- What, who shot? - Enough.

Stop this mess.

Come on, men.

- All right, guys. - Have a rest, guys.

Count your teeth. The rain will wash away the shit.

- Fuck this, let's go. - Let's go.

- Ponomar, are you okay? - Alive.

I'm driving.

Veseliy.

- It's okay. - Andreich.

It's okay.

We brought those assholes down.

Well, I'm going to jab him, and he's jumping at me.

I'm going left and back to his right.

I'm going back, and punching him with my left, right into his chest.

Sorry, Captain.

Nerves.

Come on, come on.

What are you guys, anyway? Didn't you hear the order?

Or have you forgotten your charter?

- It's okay. - They crossed the line.

Captain.

That's it, to your positions. They'll gonna go in, and we her busy talking

Don't fuck with me. What court can you setup here?

Sedoy, don't overdo it. It'll break.

Well, you see, the more he says, the less of a sentence they'll give us.

We're miserable workers, and he's a thief and a killer.

- They're gonna show it on TV, that's all. - Yeah, they showed it, wait!

We needed the money from him, the money came in! And what now?

I'm telling you, you can't trust them. Now we're fooled!

- What if they kill you behind the fence? - This shit again!

And if he confesses, we'll be forgiven, won't we?

Who needs us all, dirty workers?

We're gonna be fucking forgotten in a week!

After the first blue-ass scandal!

Then in jail they gonna rape us and cut us up in the showers.

Let's get the money and get out of here!

No, Sedoy's right. And if we are killed? I have children.

Fuck you and your children!

Are you going to help them out of jail much, wage-earner?

- What's to be done? - Nothing. Go to your position.

The cops are leaving!

Back to your positions.

- He sent the cops away! - Get back to your position!

What position? The cops were sent away. Let's take the money and go!

I said, back to your position! It's a bait!

Who the fuck are you listening to him? He's a fucking crazy!

He's been chasing demons every night!

Fuck this.

Enough!

- Where are you going? - Wherever I want, it's not the army!

- I said stop! - Take a chance!

You're such a cunt, Ryaboy.

There's 20 guns in there. Everyone here is of big help.

- I'd better be a cunt than an dumbass. - They won't let you go.

- If you don't think about us, think about yourself. - Fuck you.

- Get out of here, you jerks! - Ryaboy, don't be silly!

Suck on it!

Shithead

Guys!

- I'm out. - I can see that.

Okay, I'm out of the picture.

Waving the gun doesn't help?

Put your hands down.

Why are you alone?

The rest of them are stupid.

So you're the smart one, huh?

Guys,

I'm all for making this all right.

And how's that?

No one wanted a riot.

Everybody signed up for the money.

And then cops showed up from somewhere.

Then Sedoy came up with all this stuff with a TV...

- Who's the Sedoy one? - Well, with whom you...

- What about you? - What about me?

I wish I had my share.

You guys, you know, well, there's no more work to do,

where to now? So I signed up.

Well, you guys are serious, I can see right away.

The others haven't figured it out yet,

and I knew as soon as the cops left, so...

- Want some money? - No, of course not.

I'd rather leave alive and not in a cell. Other than that I'll figure it out.

Good one.

- Well, I'm gonna go? - Wait a minute.

You are a good boy.

There's five more in there, and we're gonna clean it up.

Do you know where they live?

Who?

I thought you said you weren't stupid.

Guys, come on.

- You want to... - What we want is our business.

But what does it have to do with their women and children?

Well, as you wish.

Veseliy.

Move your ass.

Jump in.

Seventh.

Do not kill.

Let's go take a look around, shall we?

What news?

They're doing a story. Going on the air in the morning.

- Uh, uh, where are you going? - Calm down, old man. My ass is sore to sit.

Where am I gonna run off to?

- What's your name? - Sedoy.

- Okay, you got a name? - Have you asked that before?

Fella.

I'm not a ghoul.

Oh, yeah?

Well, if the factory was profitable, would I be filing the bankruptcy on it?

Nobody wants these concrete plates, What would I do with them...

I heard you.

I understand your frustration,

where can you go now?

It's hard for regular workers, it's hard.

Well, totally saw you crying when you threw 300 people out on the street.

Don't feel sorry for me. We lived different lives.

The well-fed do not understand the hungry... You know.

Well, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry to have brains and powers.

When others drank vodka and whined,

I was working like a horse.

And I've been near death as much as you did.

Which one of you doesn't want to live well?

I see how honest you all are.

When it came to this you became bandits.

You don't have to be fidgedy. We didn't want to take a penny from a hard worker.

Why are you trying to appear all righteous?

�Not profitable� That's your excuse?

How are we worse than you?

You have everything and we're munching on the breadcrumbs.

You know how regular people live, you bastard?

Ripping veins for a penny to make a living.

Hopeless people climbing the walls.

And you're talking about your harder life.

If it weren't for the men,

if I didn't have to get out of this shit,

I'd strangle you with my own hands. and looked into your eyes while you were squirming.

Get out of here.

I don't want to hear your fucking voice anymore.

Get out of here.

Open the gate.

- I don't get it. - Open it. We have something to discuss.

Terekhov.

On the floor!

- What's in there? - I don't know.

Won't it explode?

What the fuck? Is it fun?

Look inside.

Wait.

And if there's...

Well, let me see.

You can finish this without me, but we can't do it without you.

- Vitya, don't take any chances. - I am not...

Always been a lucky one.

The zipper...

...very carefully.

If you feel resistance, it's a trigger.

That's it?

- Did it seem like it? - Okay, come on, go away, I'll do it myself.

Okay, don't be a pussy.

Vitya!

What's the matter with you?

It's Ninkin's clothes.

- Oh, really? - What are you smiling about, puppy?

These are my wives underwear. And her jacket.

And this is Ninkin's.

Petka's sneakers.

His shirt.

Olga's Sweater . I gifted it myself.

Whose is this?

It's my mother's robe!

Where to? Get back in your place!

Well, well, well

And they found mine too, freaks.

Ivan Ivanovich, maybe you should see what's yours.

Well, I don't think so.

I haven't seen my son or grandson in 20 years.

- What the hell is this, Sedoy? You know what it is.

They know, where you live. Should I continue?

Ryaboy, bitch, he turned us in!

Didn't kill the bastard!

- Oh, come on!

What have I done, idiot! My children...

Come on!

Sedoy.

- We have to quit. - We haven't yet started.

No, I'm serious. This hint is too clear.

That's not what we signed up for. I will not risk my mother's life.

Then don't, I'm not holding you.

I'm leaving, too.

As you wish.

Terekhov?

Sedoy, i`m not even gonna cry for that bitch.

Let them gangbang her. But children...

It's come a long way, Alex. Think about it.

I thought it over.

Anyone who wants to go is free.

- Let him go, Sedoy. - What are you crying about? Cut it out!

- Let him go.

Sedoy, show some humanity.

How's that? Give it up?

They're gonna kill woman and kids! Why are you so stubborn about this confession?

I've explained it already. We are gonna be dead as soon as we walk out of here.

What about the kids?

They're your kids, not mine.

Sedoy.

Get the hell out of here!

Ah, stop it!

If you won't let go...

...I'll kill you.

Did you learn how to kill yet, soldier?

- Vovka, what are you doing? - Shut your mouth!

Get out of here, you jerk.

And take that weeper with you.

You bitch!

Easy!

Sedoy, no.

Get up, you jerk.

- Fuck! - Vovka!

Okay, stop it!

Vovka, how are you, kid?

Vovka...

Volodya, we have to break the roof. - Got it.

Ponomar, guard the exit. Funny, go in.

On it.

Keep an eye on him.

Uh-huh.

Oh, fuck.

Bitch.

Look at the containers, here somewhere.

Oh, fuck!

- What are you doing? - Can't see shit.

What if he's on our backs? Or do you want to get into this shit?

Fuck.

Funny.

Done.

Let's go.

Seventh!

What have you got?

What a bitch.

- Where is he? - Above us!

Seventh got killed.

We won't get him.

He's like at home here.

- Tuman, we have to go! - I know!

Get out of here.

Lungs?

Breathe slowly.

That's my end, Alexey.

- That's it. - Don't grumble, Cossack.

You've done some work.

- Little... - What are you talking about?

You're evil, Alexey.

Evil.

How is he?

Dead.

What did he say?

He's sorry for Vovka.

Oh, I'm done now.

Don't whine.

Cossack's dead.

Open up.

Why?

Open up!

- Got any wounded? - Leg.

Cure your dead! There they are lying behind the stoves!

Thank you, Anton.

I pulled you out of the mud for something

You paid for all the good things. Thank you.

You're welcome.

- Are you scared for your life? - And you are for yours?

What did I tell you to do, bitch?

Would you like some sedatives, Konstantin Dmitrich?

I'll show you �sedatives�! I'm gonna give you a �sedative�!

You're gonna rot at the gas station as a guard for the rest of your career!

You have to get out of here first.

- What? - Easy!

Let me go!

Well, goodbye.

- Are you sure about that? - There are three of you, two of us.

At least I'm leveling the playing field.

You're not gonna get a chance.

- And no options. - Options?

I thought that was them.

Well, you're not a naive man.

You do realize that Konstantine Dmitrich and I have been working for a long time.

The shit we cleaned up after him!

I'm goind down into the pit with him.

You're already in the pit.

Get the money and go. There is no other way out.

There is, Anton! There is!

I'm gonna call the Prosecutor myself right now!

Whose side are you on?

My OWN!

As you say.

Go, clown.

And we've been assaulting the building without the cops.

Seventh, and Veseliy dead over there.

And you're still hanging on?

What do you mean?

If the cops had come with us...

...you wouldn't have had a chance to fight back alone.

- So why didn't they go? - Don't get all cocky.

You understand everything.

I didn't call the cops and they're not hiding behind the gates.

What are you afraid of?

Why do you need his confession?

Get the money and get out.

If the five of us couldn't, what would the three of us do?

What he's talking about, Sedoy?

That he's set you guys up.

Like some children.

He needed your help to take in Kalugin.

After that you're a liability.

So he came up with the idea of calling the cops in time.

And then he was tricking you all so you wouldn't eat him alive.

Should have at least told the men that it's a revolution, not an armed robbery?

What for?

Do you really just want to put him away in jail?

- Did you come up with that? - You came up with that.

- And I'm cleaning this mess up. - What's he talking about? Sedoy?

Why aren't you talking?

Did he just tell the truth?

The truth.

Oh, you bitch.

I knew you were fucking crazy, but to be like this...

- It was right about you all, too. - In what way?

You are all slaves!

You are ready to eat shit just so you don't get bothered.

And you're gonna stay that way until you're mixed up with that shit!

Oh, you're so brave.

Except you are the one with no one waiting for you...

You don't owe anybody.

No friends, no family, so you're brave.

- Martyr. - You are not humans.

People know why they have to live.

- And you know what? - I know!

- Enlighten me. - Okay, stop horsing around.

I'm alone now, that's clear. Get out of here!

- Get up. - Fine

- Get up now!

Oh, come on!

The hat. Damn it.

You do as you're told.

If not, I'll kill him, that's all.

No more soulful conversations.

I'll blow his head off, and that's it.

Fine.

Go.

Tuman.

What you're so stubborn about?

You think only you've got a shitty life?

I have to bury my wife in six months!

- What are you not happy with? - Everything.

I don't fucking understand!

So you're gonna put him away, so what?

He's got it all figured out! Kids, grandchildren are packed,

Lived his whole life like royalty!

So you got a chance to live too, jerk!

Live!

Nothing will change if you die.

Live.

Go.

I'll be back in an hour.

If I go out alone again, there will be others.

Then you decide,

If you're gonna die alone, or you're gonna take him with you.

It's your choice.

- Are you done? - �?

You're letting them go?

Yeah, let them go.

This one's got to go to the hospital with his leg.

- Get out of here. - Yeah.

- Yeah.

One-eyed is stubborn?

Yes, Dim. Hi.

It's me again.

You gonna call? Or forgot the number.

You know who's behind me.

You think they need me to untie my tongue?

If you untie it, we'll see.

Why you acting like a little boy? I won't live to see the trial.

They're gonna put us both in grave together.

So be it.

I don't care anymore.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing. Call.

- Are you feeling ill? - Will you shut up?

You're not my father.

Whatever.

I can see that you're human.

But young, and stupid.

And I've lived.

Oh, yeah?

When the order came to the unit to be sent to war, everyone was hiding around in the corners.

Some got the 'diarrhea', someone played 'crazy',

Some were willing to shoot themselves... as long as they don't have to go.

I was the only one, dumbass.

Answering when the motherland calls to service.

Three years of blood with dirt. Lice and corpses.

Fighting was fun.

First we surround, then we retreat.

We are retreating, and getting shot in the back.

Wasn't questioning it, thought the command knows better.

Came back without an eye.

Climbing a wall at night.

Neighbors feel frightened around me.

No work on my horizon.

Waiting to be treated at a hospital is too long of a waitlist...

In order not to starve to death, I went to the factory.

So, tell me, Dad...

...why do I have nothing, and you have it all?

Where's the justice?

There is none.

Justice.

None.

There's a real life. Poverty, hunger.

Look, everybody has own goals.

Understandable goals.

Someone is in it for their kids, someone is there for themselves.

Only you fight for 'what's right'.

Where did you see the truth?

There in the war?

Or in here?

Where everything is buy and sell. Concrete is more expensive than human life.

You know that as well as I do.

So here's the question:

if you know what this is all about, why are you trying so much? Risking life?

For the people?

You hate them no less than I do.

Or even more.

You don't fight for the truth.

Revenge.

You want the revenge for the pain, for your torment caused to you.

For not having a life.

Human life.

You want everybody else to be sick.

Like yourself.

Call.

You know what?

I'm not calling anybody.

Why the fuck do I care who kills me?

Cut me off here.

I'm coming in

You decided?

Work it out.

Assault.

Go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

Move, move, move.

Fool.

- Stand down. Stand down! - What?

- Stand down. - What do you mean?

- Stand down! - Halt!

Sedoy! Don't, Sedoy!

Hands! Hands!

Sedoy!

Open fire!

Let me go!

Stand down.

He's a sicko.

- What happened? - He shot upwards.

- Why? - Do I know?

Anton.

What's up with you?

Will you give him a ride?

What about you?

I'm gonna take a walk.

- Call in task force and we're out of here. - Yes, we do.

- Secure the factory. We are waiting for the task force. - On it.

On foot, is it?