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[ominous music playing]

[elevator motor whirring]

[elevator dings]

[elevator doors slide closed]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[knocks]

Katarina, Mr. President wants to see you.

Olga, give him clonazepam.

We ran out.

[nurse 1] Manoushka forgot to order it.

Give him a Relanium, then.

Looks like the president's schedule has changed.

We will reach out to you, General,

to arrange a new appointment.

[Putin] Domata, let him in.

Mr. General,

the president has found time for you after all.

[discordant music playing]

[breathing heavily]

Mr. President.

[Putin] How are things in Europe?

People are starving.

Forced military enlistment has caused men to flee abroad.

[nurse] Immobilize the arm.

How large is the migration wave?

Women have gathered along the border.

They are asking us to let them into Belarus.

Our allies commented on this as follows,

"The West talk so much about human rights,

but unleashes dogs on women at the Polish border.

Considering the developments of democracy

and freedom of speech,

it is the West that should be labeled totalitarian."

[nurse] It won't go in.

Could you please help us?

[Putin breathing heavily]

We, as honorable people,

can open that border.

[nurse 1] Okay, you can press in

the intramuscular injection of Relanium.

[nurse 2] Of course.

What about the U.K.?

Bicycles became their main transportation.

Have they fallen into poverty?

Disruptions in this project

have led to a surge in fuel prices.

[nurse 2] This will put you at ease, Mr. President.

They can't even afford to heat their homes.

Inflation has reached its highest level

in 30 years.

Turns out that their sanctions

have affected themselves the most.

[Putin] And what about the U.S.?

Their...

interference in the affairs of other nations...

to reduce their energy dependence upon us

has led to an increase in global warming

and weather-related catastrophes.

This has cost the U.S.A. roughly $165 billion alone

in the past year.

We estimate...

by 2027,

this figure should reach

the trillion-dollar mark.

This will be followed by a mass exodus of Americans.

Why?

Due to flooding of coastal cities,

expansion of deserts

and extreme heat.

With temperatures up to 60 degrees Celsius,

it will be impossible

for comfort-accustomed Americans to exist.

Mr. President.

One, two, three.

And up.

[man shouting in Russian]

[woman] You'll kill him, Giorgi.

[man] I won't let you baptize this bastard!

Sit down and eat!

Look what he's making me do.

Look who I've become because of him.

Eat.

Cold food is bad for your stomach.

[sniffs]

[whinnying]

Cousins Maria Ivanovna

and Vladimir Spiridonovich Putin from Leningrad

have always wanted a child.

Mom, please don't do this.

I can't protect you from your stepfather any longer.

-Forgive me. -[whistle blows]

Why?

-[rattles doorknob] -We...

We won't see each other again.

[steam hissing]

[train whistle blows]

[whispers] I'm sorry...

I'm not baptized.

[train chugging]

[train whistle blows]

[ominous music playing]

Congratulations on your new position

with the presidential administration.

Come, I'll introduce you to Yeltsin.

[door closes]

[snoring]

Who would have thought?

The president has been going through some hard times lately.

On February 12th,

the security council...

of the Russian Federation

made a decision to...

physically...

neutralize Dzhokhar Dudayev.

Dzhokhar's death would seal our victory in Chechnya.

-[sphygmomanometer pumping] -[sighs]

[sphygmomanometer hissing]

Okay. Help me.

Help me carry him to the bathroom.

[man grunts]

[Yeltsin groans]

[man] Sorry.

You know, Boris may feel uncomfortable

if he sees a stranger in the shower,

so wait for us in the office.

[dramatic music playing]

Look.

He's making himself at home.

[chuckles]

Had you listened, dumbass,

this chair would already be yours.

Mr. President.

[coughs and groans]

[door closes]

[Yeltsin wheezing]

[train whistle blows]

[Maria] I've cooked so many things for you, you know.

Dumplings with meat.

I hope you like them.

Jam rolls. All kids love jam rolls.

We have a room for you.

I think you'll love it.

[somber music playing]

This is my son.

He's a little explorer.

He just came back from an exotic trip

from the Krasnoyarsk region.

He was at his grandparents' there.

Please treat him well. He's...

He's someone special.

Just be home before 9:00.

Excuse me.

W-What's this line for?

Is that something to eat there?

[liquid sloshing]

[inhales and exhales]

Pickle?

-[gulps] -Pickle?

When you hold vodka in your mouth,

it gets absorbed faster.

The red face there robbed a liquor store last night.

He keeps the vodka in his bathtub,

and only brings it out in that fish tank.

-[man] A pickle? -[girl] No.

[exhales]

Wake up!

Money.

Pickle.

[young Putin] Yes.

[hacks]

[coughs]

-Will you buy me a round too? -No.

-Why not? -I have no money.

I'll keep what I find.

No! I said no!

No!

Get him.

Stand up to him, or you'll have no life here.

[all chanting] Stand up, stand up, stand up!

[all cheering]

[voices shouting faintly]

Okay, he's good.

If you want to be one of us, you have to remember

it's better to die standing than live on your knees.

Can I get my money back now?

I'll show you how to earn it.

[flies buzzing]

[foreboding music playing]

[traffic ambiance, horns honking]

Do it.

I know how to kill Dzhokhar Dudayev.

For three days,

all the tower services in Chechnya

that might interfere with tracking Dudayev's phone

should be disabled.

Hmm.

To reduce flight time,

all our aircraft should be on standby,

along with the airborne AWACS-type lab.

The air-to-ground missiles of the Russian SU-27 fighter jets

should be coded to detect the signal from Dudayev's phone.

[Yeltsin] Mm-hmm.

All we need to do

is wait for him to make a call.

Sure.

There is a small problem, though.

You'd need to know the codes

for the Saturn Satellite phone network.

that Dudayev uses.

[Samiel whispering] There is a guy who knows them.

Do not hesitate.

There is a guy who knows them.

[Yeltsin sighs] What guy?

Bill Clinton.

[Yeltsin inhales and sighs]

[man] March 13th, 1996

will go down in history...

-[applause] -...not only as the day

of the Anti-Terrorist Forum in Egypt,

it will also be stamped

on the pages of history books

as the day on which the whole free world

came together in the fight against terrorism.

I would like to welcome

the president of the United States of America,

Mr. Bill Clinton.

[applause]

[camera shutters clicking]

[camera shutters snap]

[jets roaring overhead]

-Set it up, Gorbanov. -[man] Mr. President,

let's refrain from making phone calls for a while.

Shut your mouth.

[satellite phone beeping]

[menacing music playing]

[beeping]

[explosions rumbling]

[festive dance music playing]

[Yeltsin grunting]

[laughs]

Whoa! Ha-ha!

Happy to see your joy at being a second-term president.

[speaking Russian]

-Come on! -Sadly,

you won't last long enough to see the end of it, Boris.

General Lev Yakovlevich Rokhlin

has turned the army against you.

The 8th Volgograd Corps which he commanded in Chechnya.

The power in the country will be taken over by his party,

Our Home - Russia.

[loud thud]

[shouts in Russian]

[grunts]

[crying]

[screaming in Russian]

[panting]

[Rokhlin snoring]

No! No, please!

But if you want,

things could take a different turn.

How?

In a moment,

Lev Rokhlin will be shot dead...

by his wife.

[snoring]

[wailing]

[gunshot]

[upbeat dance music playing]

[sighs]

[grunts]

Boris.

Hmm?

You forgot to ask...

what I want in return.

[grunts]

[knocking on door]

We have an order to take Nikolai Dmitrievich Kovalyov.

-[man] Is he being detained? -[officer] To the Kremlin.

You're coming with us.

[woman] Nikolai, what's going on?

[Kovalyov] I'm the director of the Federal Security Service.

Not anymore. Based on a presidential decree,

you will delegate your powers

to the newly appointed director, Vladimir Putin.

[Putin] What is each of you responsible for?

Espionage Department.

Anti-Terrorist Department.

Russia's Federal Security Service Academy.

The Department of Forward Studies and Strategic Planning.

HR and Management Department.

Information Security Center.

[man] Directorate A.

Head of the Organizational and Inspection Board

of the Personnel and Organizational Department

of the Federal Security Service, Nikolai Platonovich Patrushev.

You will put your current tasks aside

and focus on collecting intelligence

on just one target.

What's the target?

Boris Yeltsin.

[static crackling]

[dramatic music playing]

[Samiel] You can see me.

[woman] I was exiled here for my sins, just like you.

Welcome to the most forsaken place on earth.

Those are the most wanted men

in the entire Soviet Union.

[exhales]

So they are hiding from the law enforcement

on this contaminated land.

How did you end up here?

My mother.

That woman, she hated me.

She said I destroyed her life when I was born.

So I have dedicated mine to saving other girls.

How?

I stole them from bad mothers.

What's your name?

Call me Legion.

For I am many.

[yelps and grunts]

They are working on cesium,

a radioactive metal that penetrated the soil

after the reactor failed in Chernobyl.

Cesium penetrates your muscles...

and internal organs.

Is there anyone in town who can get to it?

[Legion] That's the guy.

Ivan Petrov.

He goes by "Mishi."

He used to be an army scientist in Chernobyl.

His wife and children died after the meltdown.

[iron hissing]

When the light turns a vivid red,

there is a lot of cesium.

Now he'll use the aluminum

to get out the radioactive soil...

and extract pure cesium.

Do you want to hear more?

Why hasn't he kicked the bucket yet?

Wasn't that thing supposed to be deadly?

Do not fail me.

[Legion] It's Prussian blue.

The damn army always has inventions

that are 20 years ahead.

You can also use cesium

to poison those you wanted to kill

in a cruel way.

[Samiel] The KGB will buy it in bulk from us.

[dramatic music playing]

[truck door opens and closes]

Pay him!

You kill him, you only get what's here.

You pay him, you gain a supplier

of an infinite amount of cesium...

that you'll be able to sell for a fortune.

What's it gonna be, Vova?

Hmm?

[door opens]

[engine starts]

[Samiel] You took my advice to heart, Vova.

But events have changed.

[filtered heavy breathing]

Run back to the villa instead

and save the files of the KGB agents

in the German Democratic Republic.

They are gonna be worth more than the cesium soon.

[announcer speaking German over radio]

Six thousand wunder versapers

have just begun blowing up the Berlin Wall, Vova.

[announcer speaking German continuous]

[people shouting distantly]

The people you hear

are overthrowing your regime

at this very moment.

Where do you think they're headed now?

The fire, sir. Do we go by the book?

[crowd shouting distantly]

Lieutenant Colonel Vladimir Putin.

I need the assistance

of the closest unit of the Soviet army.

[man on phone] There's nothing we can do.

We need an order from Moscow, but Moscow is silent.

The country you served no longer exists.

Don't.

[protesters shouting distantly]

They're closing in on us, Lieutenant Colonel.

Why don't you try talking to them?

[angry shouting]

This is a house of friendship between the USSR and the GDR,

and we are only interpreters.

[Legion] Let's go!

-[banging on fence] -Let's go!

Say as I tell you.

This is a house of friendship

between the USSR and the GDR.

We are only interpreters.

[gunfire]

Get in the Wahhabi's Mercedes and run.

Run.

-[gunfire] -[angry shouting]

[all shouting]

Let's go!

Hey! Hey!

Come on! I don't have all eternity.

[man screaming]

[engine revving]

[glass shatters]

[angry shouting continues]

[toilet flushes]

[man coughing]

Hey! My hat!

Shit!

-[grunts] -Lose your briefs too?

You sell the hats later, outside of the train station.

Half price.

No foot bus for us.

Get in.

-You know this guy? -We will in a sec.

It's an independent cab.

Where to?

The Hermitage.

All right.

Why are you driving barefoot?

[driver] I'm saving my shoes.

Looks like the lights are broken.

[sighs]

Come on, move.

Are you kidding?

I'll pay double for a high-stakes ride.

All right, sure, whatever.

[tense music playing]

Get out of the car.

Damn pigs.

[sighs]

You know the fine for running a red light.

They rig the lights to force drivers to break the law.

They want a bribe.

-What do you mean? -Forgive me, Colonel.

I didn't realize.

Don't even think about it.

Imperious bloodsucker!

-Stop! Stop! -[tires squeal]

My brakes are out, you idiot.

Stop! Stop! Whoa!

You almost ran him over.

He called me a punk.

-[tires screech, glass shatters] -[speaking Russian]

There is nothing but Badabers in this city.

Give them the plate number.

-Can you even reach the pedals? -Of course I can.

I'm driving, aren't I?

-[horn blares] -[tires screech]

-Do you know where you're going? -To our yard.

Open the window so the kids can see us.

-They're gonna lose it. -It won't open.

[tires screech]

[woman] Oh, my God!

[groaning and panting]

My leg! We gotta run!

-I can't straighten it! -We can't leave you here.

[officer] Stop!

[crying]

You'll learn some manners in a penal colony!

-[gunshot] -Ah!

I'll catch up!

No!

Get them out of here, Vova!

-[officer] Stop right there! -Go!

[officer] Stop, or I'll shoot!

[girl] Samiel, go! Go!

[crying]

-[gunshot] -[sobbing]

[breathing heavily]

[gunshot]

[menacing music playing]

This is my son, Pi.

This is Priultus.

Those three work for me.

Michael,

Gabriel,

Raphael.

Go, join them.

In the beginning was the word,

and the word was with God.

And the word was God.

The same was with God in the beginning.

All things were made by him.

And without him was not anything made

that was made.

In him was life.

And the life was the light of man.

The light shines in the darkness.

And the darkness has not overcome it.

Anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God

like a little child...

will never enter it.

Today is not working for me, Samiel.

How much are you going to pay me?

Nothing.

You left your childhood years in darkness.

Now, you'll fish people out of it.

[footsteps running]

These boys, like you,

they didn't have an easy childhood.

Here, they learn ten simple rules...

that might set them on the right path.

[men yelling]

[grunting and shouting]

You lost a fight to a tiger, buddy?

That man, you know.

Vova Putin.

How old is he now?

Seventeen.

[Samiel] You've grown, skinny.

Or maybe you just look bigger next to him.

Is that really the best you can do?

You remember when we beat you up?

[young Putin screaming]

And when I bashed your face, Vova.

You want to spend your whole life being knocked around?

Then hit him as hard as you can.

[man screams]

[tense music playing]

[toilet flushes]

Nice.

What a cozy place you've got.

In breaking news,

protests have erupted

in the capital city of Moscow

in response to recent announcements

made by Lithuania, Latvia,

Estonia and Ukraine

to declare independence...

What will you do in this brave new world, Volodya?

I still have the company's Volga.

I can work as a cabbie...

for the rest of my life.

Hurry up.

Move, Vova.

[ominous music playing]

Take it up to 50.

Run that red light.

I said, run it.

-[engine revs] -[tires squeal]

[glass shatters]

Great timing!

[exhales]

[laughs]

[inhales and sighs]

[bell tolling distantly]

What kind of driving is that, you idiot?

[spectators scream]

Volodya?

What a coincidence, brother.

We have to celebrate this.

[glasses clink]

Do you know this game, Volodya?

In rotten America, they call it paintball.

You shoot pellets...

to bruise your opponents.

Show your booties, babes.

Oh! Maybe I should be wearing this.

Ha-ha-ha!

Hmm-hmm-hmm.

[laughs]

The costumes are from America too.

From what's-its-name?

Playboy.

Better to shoot them in the ass,

or you could shoot their eye out.

Each of us has a different color paint.

The bunny you hit will go to bed with you.

Ready. Set.

Go.

-[gunshot] -[girls scream]

Come on, old man.

Aren't you a sportsman or something?

[speaks Russian]

[rock music playing]

Like children.

[all screaming]

[paintball guns firing]

[panting]

[gunfire]

-[firing] -[girls scream]

I can give them to you forever.

[coughing]

Don't look.

Don't look.

[woman coughing]

Only one thing interests me.

Where did you get the Playboy costumes?

And the rest of the gear?

Ever since I made myself a thief in law,

I can get you any contraband you want, Volodya.

Anything?

[fireworks crackling and whistling]

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear mayor ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Sorry to bother you, Mr. Mayor,

but Vladimir Putin is here to see you.

He claims to know you,

and he wants to give you his birthday wishes.

Get rid of him.

Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin.

The Special Services officer

you met in the Leningrad city council

before you became mayor.

That KGB clown.

Hey, get that Putin in here.

[classical piano music playing]

My warmest wishes for your 54th birthday,

Mr. Mayor.

My present came late,

so please forgive me if it takes a moment.

Whatever, Putin.

Forget the present.

Tell me, where did you get those shoes?

[all laugh]

[clinking glass]

A toast for our host's good health.

To the mayor of Petersburg!

[all] Cheers!

-To the mayor! -To the mayor!

Begin, Putin.

Ah, that's right.

You're not really familiar with our fancy food.

[scoffs]

This is the caviar.

This is the Bellini.

The champagne.

You should know that one, right?

We are living in strange times

when we can stuff our faces with delicacies

but have nothing to wipe our asses with.

[laughs]

Is that so, Mr. Mayor?

I had no idea.

Of course you hadn't.

The KGB didn't educate you

on the consequences of privatization,

the economic reforms,

and then freeing up of the market.

Please explain.

Or the fact that there's no toilet paper in Russia?

Excuse me, Mr. Mayor.

My gift has arrived.

What a moron!

[all laugh]

Where did he get that?

Ah, and it's white.

Not gray.

-Ah! -Don't touch it!

Forgive me, Anatoly Aleksandrovich.

Especially for you, Mr. Mayor.

[all clap]

[chuckles]

[train whistle blows]

How did you manage to pull off the impossible?

Hey!

Get it cleaned.

I can do impossible things on the spot.

If impossible things were enough in Leningrad,

St. Petersburg needs miracles, Volodya.

Can you do miracles?

Well, miracles...

might take me an extra five minutes.

That's fortunate.

Because I am looking for a miracle worker

to be the chairman

of the Foreign Affairs Committee...

for my office.

Make your first wish.

I want a permit from the Ministry of Economy...

[grunts] ...to export...

[sighs]

...Russian raw materials

out St. Petersburg.

Who can issue that?

Avdeyev.

Fat pig from the ministry.

He's turned me down three times now.

And he's the reason I started drinking

before noon.

Ah...

Hey! Oh!

[woman singing in Russian]

Have you got the wrong table?

Or is this a deliberate attempt to disrupt my meal?

My friend had a dream,

that you issued him a permit

to exchange Russian raw materials...

for food from the West through the port

in this beautiful city.

[singing in Russian]

Unfortunately...

dreams don't always come true in reality.

Now, get the hell out, huh?

Let me finish my dinner in peace.

Well...

I just came here for dessert.

[cocks gun]

[music stops]

This really necessary?

Look, I'm sure we can work something out.

You want me to issue the permit to Sobchak.

It's done.

[singing in Russian]

I want nothing anymore.

[all scream]

Tatiana, baby, it's all good.

[chuckles]

You were doing fine.

[resumes singing in Russian]

[humming]

Twitched and shattered the plate with his head.

Cause of death...

pneumonia.

[applause]

To my First Deputy.

-[man] Cheers. -[all] Cheers!

As part of the Raw Materials for Food program...

the Ministry of Russian Economy

has granted me a license.

to export primary commodities through the port in Petersburg.

What does this mean for you thieves?

It means from now on...

you can sell our timber,

cotton, tobacco,

metals,

oil...

and even the Soviet army's munitions.

But from now on...

every thief...

who wants to get an export permit...

will come to me

and pay $250,000

for the meeting.

Anatoly Aleksandrovich.

I have to go to the bathroom.

It's less than what you had to spend on bribes.

Anyone

who does not accept the deal...

must leave.

Immediately.

[woman giggling]

Ciao-ciao.

[water bubbling]

Hey...

[women scream]

[dramatic music playing]

-[gunshot] -[woman screams]

[woman sobbing]

I...

I don't think she can make it without her husband.

[sobbing continuous]

-[gunshot] -[sobbing stops, body thuds]

[grunting]

[man screams]

-[metallic thud] -[body crashes]

-[dog barking] -They are the issues.

No! Please!

[screaming]

[body thuds]

[dog barking]

[orchestra warming up]

[moaning]

Point-blank.

[gunshot]

[all scream]

[door lock beeping]

[gas hissing]

Don't procrastinate.

To rebuild the Soviet Union,

offer your people a common enemy they can unite against.

Invade Chechnya again.

Start a war using the Wahhabis

you sold cesium to.

[foreboding music playing]

[truck rattling]

[brakes squeal]

[guns cock]

[greeting in Arabic]

[guard] Shamil is expecting you.

What future do you see for the caliphate, brother?

Future? [sniffs]

I don't mean the caliphate in terms of Chechnya.

Then what?

I mean the future in which

Shamil Salmanovich

establishes an Islamic caliphate.

All over the northern caucuses.

Together.

And your mine, little brother.

First, take over Dagestan.

What about Russia?

Russia has given us the go-ahead.

[discordant music playing]

[bleating]

[explosions]

-[dog barking] -[loud rumbling]

[reporter on TV] A group of Chechen units

under the leadership of Shamil Basayev

have launched a surprise attack on Dagestan,

an autonomous republic within the Russian Federation.

The attack is believed to mark the start

of the second Chechen War.

The Russian military has been deployed to the area

to confront the invading forces.

Have it turned off.

The situation is currently developing,

and we will continue to provide updates

as more information becomes available.

Turn it off.

[TV turned off]

And you get your ass to the nearest window.

Look at those Muscovites.

Do you really think they care about some Dagestani.

They don't give a damn,

because 70% of them don't even know where it is.

For now, I don't need you.

Only the FSS director.

[ominous music playing]

[truck beeping]

[hydraulics hiss]

[reporter on TV] Today, in the town of Buynaksk, in Dagestan

a truck filled with explosives has blown up

outside a residential building

where Russian soldiers were stationed.

Sixty-four people have been killed.

and several dozen others injured.

The Russian authorities blame the terrorist attack

on Chechen separatists.

Come on.

Let's go!

[laughs]

[woman] Okay, come on. Let's go.

Hey.

-There you go. -Thank you.

[remote beeps]

[alarms wailing]

[reporter on TV] Today, a tragic incident

occurred in the southeast district of Moscow.

An explosion of several hundred kilograms of explosives

on the first floor of a nine-story apartment building

caused the loss of 106 lives,

while 690 individuals were injured,

and 108 apartments were destroyed.

According to an anonymous source,

the incident was a retaliation act by Chechens

in response to the Russian bombardment

of Chechen villages.

The authorities have yet to confirm the cause

of the explosion,

and an investigation is ongoing.

[TV turned off]

[lights buzzing]

Attaboy.

Now let's double it.

[explosions]

[car alarm wailing]

September 13th, 1999, was supposed to be

a national mourning day to commemorate the victims

-of the previous bomb attack. -[glass squeaking]

However, at 5:00 a.m. in southern Moscow,

a powerful explosion destroyed an eight-story apartment--

Apartment building in Kashirskoye

-[glass squeaking] -...k-killing...

Excuse me.

Are you aware that we're live right now?

Killing 124 people and injuring seven.

My hands feel like clapping.

Two more cities and we're done.

Another explosions outside a nine-story apartment building

in Volgodonsk, in Southern Russia

has killed 17 people.

[clapping slowly]

[glasses clink]

[heavy breathing]

[dramatic music playing]

Don't do that.

Stop.

[man on phone] Militia station, how can I help you?

[reporter on TV] On the evening of September 22nd,

a watchful resident in Ryazan

spotted two men carrying bags of sugar

into the basement of his apartment building.

The militia evacuated the tenants,

and the substance in the bags tested positive

for explosive materials.

The militia has also informed us

that a telecommunication company employee

overheard the call

in which someone was warned to be alert

for militia patrols.

The number from which the call was made

has been traced back to the FSS office in Moscow.

FSS director General Nikolai Patrushev

is our guest today.

It was an exercise carried out by the Moscow FSS office

to establish the level of readiness

of the Ryazan branch of the FSS.

The test of the explosive substance

yielded a false positive result

due to the contamination

caused by previous testing.

Can you explain to our viewers

why the primers found next to the bags were real?

I can't disclose all the details of our operations.

Thank you for your extensive explanation, General.

We are happy to hear that it was just an exercise

that gave a couple of the residents a heart attack.

The alert resident has been rewarded by the governor

with a coupon for two liters of vodka

and two kilograms of semi-dry kielbasa.

Where do you get these people?

[bell tolling distantly]

-[breathing heavily] -[blows landing]

[man shouting in Arabic]

Hit him.

Hit him again.

-[boy screams] -[yelling]

[breathing heavily]

-[blows landing] -[boy screaming]

He's an Arab.

We see worse things every day.

[menacing music playing]

[bells chiming]

[inaudible]

Is there anything I can do for you, son?

Can you, Father,

baptize me here?

I'll ask when the ceremony

of uniting your soul with that of Jesus

can be arranged, Vladimir.

I can't wait for that.

I want you to baptize me now.

The servant of God, Vladimir,

is baptized in the name of the Father.

Amen.

And of the Son.

Amen.

And of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

As prosecutor general of the Russian Federation,

I have initiated a formal inquiry

into certain companies associated with the Kremlin.

It is my duty to ensure justice and transparency

in our nation's dealings.

And I will stop at nothing

to get to the bottom of this matter.

[turns TV off]

[grunts]

You must silence him.

Vova...

I can't silence everyone, Boris.

The attorney general's after you.

There are too many of them.

What am I supposed to do then?

It's dangerous to try to keep a secret.

Better to forget about it.

It's dangerous to try to keep a secret.

Better to forget about it.

And waiting for death

is much worse

than death itself.

Can you be more...

specific?

Hand your power over to me.

Only I can save you...

and your family from prison.

In order to guarantee immunity...

I must be president.

I deeply apologize...

for not meeting your expectations...

for a better future.

I could have done more.

And could have done it better.

Right now, we are setting a precedent.

The transfer of presidential power.

I tried to call,

but your secretary wouldn't give me your number.

-[camera shutters clicking] -Congratulations

on your success.

...always offers our people hope...

Unfortunately, I failed to be elected

the Deputy of the State Duma.

I hope,

considering our old friendship,

that you might...

lend a hand.

Of course, you can ignore me.

But if you do decide to help...

an old comrade,

I'll be forever grateful.

No need, Anatoly.

There is no need.

...Mr. Vladimir Putin.

[camera shutters clicking]

Did you see my new shoes?

[dramatic music playing]

[applause]

[Samiel] How does it feel to be so close to something

you've been working toward for years?

But imagine you won't become president

because that scumbag

will inform law enforcement of your past in Petersburg.

-And you'll end up in prison. -[breathing heavily]

[panting]

You think he wouldn't do that?

Then what did he mean by,

"considering our old friendship"?

Or, "An old comrade"?

Do you think he used the word "ignore" by accident?

What about patting you on the arm

in a patronizing manner?

He'll sell you out,

even if you offer him a position as a minister.

You're a tasty morsel swimming in a pool of piranhas.

Would you rather eat or be eaten?

[spits]

[gags]

[coughs]

[gasps]

[panting]

Ah!

[gasps]

[wheezing]

[coughs]

[gasping]

[gags]

[door lock beeps]

[gasping]

[Putin] The elections take place in three months.

I assure you,

our country will not be ungoverned

even for a moment.

I warn you that

any attempt to abuse the law,

including the constitution,

shall be curbed.

The freedom of speech, thought,

mass communication,

and the right to private ownership

are the basic elements of a civilized state,

and they shall be protected.

[reporter on TV] And the results are in

for the 2000 presidential election in Russia.

Vladimir Putin has won with 53.44% of the votes.

This marks his victory in the race for the presidency.

We will bring you more details as they become available.

[dramatic news music playing]

-[shouts in Russian] -[all cheer and applaud]

Can't you see your president

wants to kick this crew out, you fool?

Now.

[man] Stop recording.

Wait for Mr. President in the conference room.

[Putin] What are you so happy about?

About the 53.44%.

[Putin] It's an embarrassing result.

What would have been the satisfactory result for you,

Mr. President?

A hundred.

[sirens blaring]

Let's start this party!

[laughs]

[dramatic music playing]

[applause]

[Samiel] Faster.

Would you rather be a cause or an effect?

A leaf blowing in the wind,

or the wind that blows it?

If you want to be the latter,

it's time you stopped living in the existing reality

and started creating it instead.

[clock ticking]

[knock on door]

Enter.

Enter!

Mr. President,

General Nikolai Platonovich "Petroshev"...

Patrushev has arrived.

Bring him in.

[whistles] Konni.

Mr. President.

Take a seat, Patrushev.

[eerie music playing]

[Putin sighs]

[Putin inhaling deeply]

I'm not going to deceive myself

that the explosion sufficiently affected the soul of Russia.

If we want to inspire the modern Russian,

we must offer them something beyond media circus.

We need media theater.

This is my opinion.

Now you say it.

Mr. President, you are...

"I'm not going to deceive myself..."

[Putin breathing heavily]

I'm not going to deceive myself

that the exploding buildings

affected the soul of Russia.

Sufficiently.

I'm not going to deceive myself

that the exploding buildings

sufficiently affected the soul of Russia.

Really.

If we want to inspire the modern Russian...

we must offer them...

something beyond...

a media circus.

We need media theater.

This is my opinion.

A most interesting one.

How are you going to put this theater

into effect, then, Patrushev?

[woman vocalizing]

[man] Salam alaykum, brother.

[men greeting in Arabic]

[tense music playing]

[artillery fire]

[yells]

[all scream]

We demand the termination of the war in Chechnya

and the immediate withdrawal of all Russian troops!

Get the mic, fool.

They can't hear at the back.

There are Russian Special Services guys

in the audience.

Follow me.

He's an agent!

Shoot first, then ask.

[all scream]

That one.

And that one.

One more.

[shouting in Arabic]

Back off on the stage. Now.

He wasn't an agent.

But I just wanted to sit next to you.

And, actually, I'm torn.

I want to kill you.

[breathing heavily]

But I want to save your child.

[indistinct chatter over TV]

How long have you planned this situation to last, Patrushev?

Fifty-seven hours, Mr. President.

After that time,

Russian Special Units Alpha and Vympel

will storm the theater...

killing all 40 terrorists on the spot...

[ventilators hissing]

...by putting bullets in their heads.

That includes the females

in suicide vests.

Stop! Show us your hands!

[sirens wailing]

Don't shoot! They're releasing a hostage!

[Patrushev] Fifty-seven hours, Mr. President.

After that time,

Russian Special Units Alpha and Vympel

will storm the theater,

killing all the 40 terrorists on the spot...

by putting bullets in their heads.

Um...

[Putin] And that includes the females.

[Patrushev] And that includes the females in suicide vests.

Black widow number one.

[gunfire]

What an amazing strategy, Patrushev.

Get to work.

[playing gentle classical piano]

[gunfire]

You also happen to have killed 129 hostages.

Doesn't really matter if you eliminate terrorists, right?

[gentle classical piano music playing]

[woman] Do we really have to manipulate

the election results?

I mean, the president has strong support

in opinion polls.

We could position full control over the administration.

the militia, the army, and the Special Services.

[keys jiggle]

Ignore me.

[phone rings]

Do you want to keep working here?

We...

We were just saying, Mr. President...

Tell them to pretend you're not here.

Speak up.

As if I wasn't here.

Hmm.

Um...

We can't let Mr. President

know we were falsifying the election results.

Uh, he-he-he wouldn't approve.

But the system needs to make it look like

the results are spectacular,

for the good of our leader

and the country.

Can we assume that the more we manipulate the results

in the electoral committee...

the brighter the future for the local politicians

and their regions?

This kind of falsification

could even be a tribute

with which the governor

could get away with the future crimes...

in his jurisdiction.

Or it could be an illegal subsidy.

[inhales and sighs]

Or...

[sighs]

...from the central government,

to help reduce debt in the region.

Or to secure a spot on the list of host cities

for the World Cup.

It's, uh, crucial, though,

that the Kremlin never learns of the actual extent

of actual fraud.

Russian politicians and officials wouldn't dare...

to report their manipulations to their superiors.

Why not?

Because falsifying the election results

means failure to perform their assigned task.

[man on TV] The presidential elections in Russia

have reached a decisive outcome,

with President Vladimir Putin

coming out on top in the first round,

with a commanding 71.2% of the vote.

This is a clear mandate from the Russian people

solidifying President Putin's position

as the leader of the nation.

[man] I think he's having a stroke!

Call an ambulance quick!

Have you ever considered what will happen

when your successor discovers this mess?

[indistinct chatter]

[menacing music playing]

[sirens blaring]

[applause]

[Samiel] I have a simple puzzle for you, Vladimir.

What must you do to score 100% in every election?

[children chattering]

Save the youngest if you have to.

Only shoot the teenagers, yeah?

[claps]

[menacing music playing]

-[children screaming] -[gunfire]

Stop!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

[sobbing]

[children screaming continuous]

[gunshots]

Wrong again.

[artillery fire]

[explosion]

[officer] We are not Russian soldiers!

-Insignia. -[man] No insignia, dumbass.

[machine-gun fire]

[plane roaring overhead]

[officer] We are not Russian soldiers!

Of course you are not. Who'd even think that?

[officer] We are members of the self-defense movement

of the Russian-speaking citizens of Crimea!

[operatic music playing]

[footsteps]

You can't go in there.

The president has a meeting with the Olympic Committee.

What is this?

Olympic medalist Alina Kabayeva.

I'm asking what is your hand doing on her butt?

[footsteps recede]

[door closes]

She's my new wife.

I am erasing you from the history books, Lyudmila.

[man on TV] Seen the president picking mushrooms, fishing,

piloting military aircraft, practicing judo,

and talking fondly to a dog.

But now, the president and prime minster

of the Russian Federation, Vladimir Putin,

has made himself known as a fearless tiger tank.

The accident happened last Sunday

in the Ussuriysky nature reserve,

which Vladimir Putin was visiting

to watch scientists research tigers.

During the photo shoot, one of the tigers

unexpectedly broke free and endangered...

[whispering] Are you totally out of your bloody mind?

Mr. Vladimir Putin took matters into his own hands and...

[in normal voice] From now on,

you are not allowed to watch television.

Forever.

[remote control clatters]

[Putin] Tamara!

Yes, Vladimir?

Turn off the TV.

Of course.

Cut the Internet too.

Cut the Internet too.

Do you want to keep the computer?

As a non-functional mock-up.

As a non-functional mock-up.

I think it'd be good to keep up appearances,

Mr. President.

Some simple screen saver, perhaps?

Fine.

The Constitution of the Russian Federation

must be changed to ensure your lifelong rule.

Doesn't he want to know the results?

What's the point in finding out something

that's already been predetermined?

[reporter on TV] Countrymen,

here are the nationwide results of the polls

on the amendments to the Constitution

of the Russian Federation.

An overwhelming 77.9% of votes

have been cast in favor.

This means that President Vladimir Putin

will have the opportunity to remain in office

until 2036,

thanks to these historic amendments.

[Samiel] The chamber hasn't helped.

You are falling apart, Vova.

It's time to rest.

At last, I can take over.

[discordant music playing]

[priest] Children.

It is the last hour.

And just as you have heard,

that the Antichrist is coming.

So now, many Antichrists have appeared.

[whispering] Where are you? Show yourself.

It is the last hour.

They went out from us.

But they did not belong to us.

For if they had belonged to us,

they would have remained with us.

But their departure made it clear

that none of them belongs to us.

You, however...

I am back from hell.

You're still in it.

...and all of you know the truth.

What is hell to you?

A place where all hope is lost.

Hope for what?

Hope of ever seeing him again.

Any kingdom which is divided against itself

is heading for ruin.

And house collapses against house.

So too with Satan.

If he is divided against himself,

how can his kingdom last?!

In the beginning was the word.

And the word was with God.

And the word was God.

The same was with God in the beginning.

All things were made by him.

And without him was not anything made that was made.

I've heard that before.

But you didn't listen.

The reason for your existence

is to provide people the choice between good and evil.

Regardless of what you do, you'll reach the end

that he has planned for you.

And you have no way of changing that.

As all evil runs towards its self-destruction.

[whispering] When will my end come?

Only he knows that.

-[shivering] -[breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily]

Do you know what's most beautiful

in a global military conflict?

It's totally unpredictable.

Like a break shot in pool,

when the balls roll in all directions

and their trajectory is beyond all control.

[shivering]

[excited shouting and laughter]

-[gunfire] -Christina!

[children screaming]

[gunfire continuous]

You encouraged them to do that!

How could that even cross your mind?

[panting]

[machine-gun fire]

Three of the children are still alive.

Tie them to the bodies of their dead mothers

and put mines underneath them.

[man] The empty strollers in the market square

symbolize the murdered angels.

It is them, not any of the world's arms

that defend Ukraine skies today.

We're calling upon all adults to stand as one

to defend the remaining Ukrainian children

in ensuring their future.

[tense music playing]

[rubble sifting]

[objects crashing and shattering]

[gunshots]

[child] Mom! Mom!

Mom!

Mom! Mom!

[man] That's for not letting us murder

Ukrainian drug-control station czar,

you nasty scum!

[woman] Give me my children back!

[gunfire]

[child screaming]

[children screaming continuous]

-[gunshots] -[man] Ah!

Don't let them hurt the children!

Hey! Hey!

[breathing deeply]

[Samiel] If you turn away from him, Vladimir...

in a little over a year,

I will make you one of the most important people...

in this country.

[whispering] Turn away from him, Vova.

Then in three years or so,

I'll give you power over this country forever.

And I'll make you

the most powerful man in the world.

[Samiel breathing heavily]

[Samiel crying softly]

The course of a global war is not your decision

or anybody else's,

because you are all prisoners

of an infinite network of mutual interactions.

In the circumstances,

a single spark is capable of triggering...

a total global

unconditional, pervasive,

and absolute reaction.

[dramatic music playing]

[Putin] And Russia? What about us?

We are presenting this campaign.

It's called War Is Peace.

It's a shame I cannot present it to you

in its entirety, Mr. President.

Just give me a rundown.

Go ahead.

Well, um...

[sighs]

we find ourselves in a park.

Sun is shining.

Long shadows fall on vibrant green grass.

We see...

joyful men without limbs.

[violin music playing]

Without limbs?

Yes. Uh, some have no legs. Others, no arms.

Yet, they are all young and incredibly happy.

They...

Is this campaign

targeting war veterans?

No, they're not our target.

We address those, uh...

young, healthy boys who gladly sacrifice a leg or an arm

for their president, Vladimir Putin.

During the war with Ukraine.

We are currently not at war with Ukraine, Mr. President.

We won that conflict within the first two days.

Remember?

Who will they be fighting against?

Ukrainians are engaging in forbidden magical practices.

Russia and its army are liberators.

Our special operation aims...

at demilitarizing the Satanists from Ukraine.

In fact, it is a war against, um...

demonic forces themselves.

We must crush the Satanism before it engulfs our homeland.

What's your strategy to address this?

Our plan is to bring them back to the Stone Age.

The Satanists are preparing for a war

that will never happen.

I believe...

this will culminate in a nuclear strike.

This is the most probable scenario, Mr. President.

And what about our soldiers?

Our polls indicate that Russians

need the image of mass extermination

of our own people to force their resilience

and national unity.

But we will go to heaven,

while they will simply vanish.

[dramatic music playing]

-[faint chatter] -[baby crying]

[man on loudspeaker] In a moment,

a corridor for evacuating citizens

will be opened.

[baby crying]

Thirty seconds until the passage opens.

[Samiel] Do you know what's coolest about war?

You can test new weapons on people.

[whines]

[rockets rumbling overhead]

[dog whimpering]

[air crackling]

It's funny, though the answer seems obvious

that you never asked me what I want in return.

When consciousness is shutting down,

there is really nothing to fear.

So stop fighting and relax, Vova.

There is no need.

There is really nothing to fear.

No need.

[man 1] The oxygen concentrator stopped working!

[man 2] I'll try to run decompressions!

[whispering incantation in foreign language]

[alarm buzzing]

[in English] ♪ We are selling pancakes ♪

♪ The pancakes are hot ♪

♪ And they cost a lot ♪

♪ One, two, three ♪

Save me.

-[man 1] Didn't work. -[pounding on door]

[man 2] Open it!

[man 1] I can't.

[power humming]

[wheezing weakly]

[gasping weakly]

Sorry,

but you have to be more specific.

We're not sure which one of us

is supposed to save you.

[gasping and wheezing]

[hacks]

[dramatic music playing]

[eerie music playing]