Original subtitles

(Tim Aminov - "One Lone Survivor")

(out of breath) -Yes, Yuri Pavlovich.

I'm going.

Close the.

-Are you already aware? -In outline.

-Well, great.

Killed - Pavel Ivanovich Chistyakov, businessman, Moscow pepper.

Two people found the body: Lyudmila Dolgacheva, owner of a fashionable clinic,

and Ilona Wagner - you know who it is.

I have already collected some evidence and left the most delicious ones for you. Here you go.

Why are you so gloomy? Your appearance is wrinkled.

Don't you know why we were sent?

Still, a high-profile crime - I thought the big birds would flock.

-I also don’t understand what you forgot here.

Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Vaitovsky Vladislav Sergeevich.

Senior detective for particularly important cases, FSB major.

No one will leave the residence until everyone’s identity is clarified.

and completion of investigative actions.

This is my partner.

If anyone wants to leave early -

come and give your explanations in writing.

He won't budge until he's interviewed each of you.

I hope for your cooperation with the investigation.

(no sound)

(Ilona) -We're leaving. Now, one or two.

Tell yours.

-No one is going anywhere until I finish here.

Hello.

Murder weapon?

M-yes.

Interesting.

Anything else?

-We'll find it.

-How did you manage to collect all the papers so quickly?

- Mitya is there, they are still writing everything anyway. Here's the most interesting thing.

- Mister Officer, I am sure that there was some kind of misunderstanding.

Well, look at her - she couldn't do it.

-Who are you? -Alex. She is my girlfriend.

-Mrs. Dolgacheva,

do you remember the moment of the murder?

(whispers) - Lord, what a sin.

-Did you see the killer? -Lord, Lord, what a sin...

(whispers) What a sin.

Lord, Lord, what a sin...

-Katya, God, I’m so sorry,

This is such a loss.

-Do we know each other?

-I'm Alex.

It just doesn’t fit in your head, right?

-What was your husband doing here?

-I came to the forum on business. What, you can't?

-For what business?

- I don’t know, I don’t keep an eye on him, I have enough worries of my own.

-Did you love your husband?

-What does this have to do with the matter?

Everyone likes strong men.

Especially those who can achieve success in life.

(Vlad chuckles)

-Were you with him the whole time?

If that's not the case, I need to know where he was and who he was with when you weren't around.

-We came to the party, he had to meet with someone on business.

We talked and drank all evening.

Then I went to the toilet, came back - and this.

-So you know the exact time of the murder?

-Why on earth? -Well, peeing is quick.

If you claim that this happened at this moment, then...

Or did you forget everything while you were powdering your nose?

-Listen, sergeant, or whoever you are? -I'm a major.

-I don’t know who killed him, certainly not me.

-Are you sure it's not you?

Dubious alibi. Let's write it down like that.

- Yes, I was fucking at that moment, okay? I don't know who it was or when.

-Who did you have sex with?

-With a colleague. By batch.

-Does your colleague have a name?

-I definitely got it!

My name will now be on this list for investigation,

They'll decide now that it's me...

-What do you have to do with it?

-Because Arkasha is always involved!

Because no one likes Arkasha.

Because Arkasha is guilty, even when he is not guilty!

Bitch!

Ilona, ​​I have a wife.

I have small children.

-Master of self-deception, don’t fuss.

I'll decide.

-Look, I have nothing left?

-Where is the guest list?

-An official request is required. -AND?

-Well, what should I do if the organizers don’t give it?

-Are you serious?

Well, let's go see how it's done.

Goat.

- We had a good rest. -Yes, especially the finale.

(Vlad) -Who is the organizer of the event?

-Well, let's say it's me.

-Well, let's say I need a list of everyone who was at the party.

-Do you have a warrant?

Then this is confidential information.

-It was confidential until a person was killed there.

So give me the list, and quickly.

-Excuse me, can I see your ID?

Beautiful photo, Vladislav.

You see, Vlad, we had a closed event and there were a lot of serious people.

We cannot simply cooperate with the authorities,

our reputation will suffer. -Are you an organizer?

So, you understand that an order is not difficult.

If you ladies continue to act out,

I can put pressure.

-I'm sorry, could you hold it? Thank you.

Well, for starters, why be so harsh with the ladies? -Actually, I’m not a lady, but a mademoiselle.

-That's it, voila.

And secondly, if you press,

then we will state in the interrogation protocol that there was no list,

and guests are invited by verbal agreement.

- Yes.

-Then we will do this. -How?

-I’ll now call a boat and take all the people to the station,

who is in the residence,

I will send requests and keep them.

-For a long time? -Very long.

Before finding out the identity of each of you.

- Vladislav!

-Do you want some coffee?

-I do not drink.

(Kostya) -...It’s just miserable here, Lord...

(Daryus) - Do not bay.

Kitty, listen, we need to talk.

About our long-suffering cinema.

All funding was tied to Pasha .

We have to do something, otherwise we’ll ruin the picture.

- Darius, are you an asshole? My husband was killed, what should I do - haven’t you thought?

-This is generally p***. How are you holding up?

-Yes, yes, I'm sorry.

A husband is usually temporary, but an ex-husband is now forever.

But I still have the whole post ahead of me -

editing, voice acting.

And Pasha is dead.

Now they show him a different movie there.

So lead me to his partners, I’ll sort everything out myself.

There are such serious numbers - you probably didn’t go through them in school.

After all, you are the star of our movie.

-Yes. The star of your laundry for laundering money.

-Our cinema will be closed, Katya!

You're smart, you have connections, do something.

I won’t play this again, I’m a genius there. -Come on, stop, stop, stop!

- Darius, don’t put out the fire with gasoline, I’ll think about what can be done.

-No, no, think carefully.

I won’t let my movie be killed, is that clear?

I put everything there - he takes it and grunts! Is that normal?

-I wonder who it is?

Blood

How long do we have to hang around here?

Is it behind us?

-Yeah. Behind you.

-Arkady Bulavkin?

-Boy, aren't you fucking?

Come see me in the evening.

Sorry, guys just didn't understand.

Where are you going, Arkasha? There is no place.

- How... - Somehow myself.

-No shit.

Yuri Pavlovich himself arrived.

Well, I told you - a high-profile crime.

Did you manage to interrogate these? -No.

-Hard.

Well, don't be upset, this is our job.

- The arm.

(Hamid) - Organize the same one for us.

I don't like all this.

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The subscriber is temporarily unavailable, call back later.

-What to do?

-The murdered man is your ex-husband?

(Karina) - Mistakes of youth, we have been divorced for a long time.

-What happened tonight? -I don’t know, it seems like some kind of depravity.

-You knew the murdered man, right? -Capably.

-Have you talked lately? Maybe here at the party?

-No, I had no desire to communicate with him.

If I had known... -...that he would be here, I would never have come.

You do not believe me?

-There is information that you were going to leave, you didn’t leave, but no one saw you for an hour.

-My client will not say anything unofficially.

(Karina) -Pavel was a powerful man,

and I decided to leave.

I had to run away and hide for some time.

(translates)

(Vlad) -Did he follow you?

-Yes, he didn’t like my decision.

-Threatened?

-Such people do not threaten, they just kill.

-It turns out,

did you have a motive to take revenge?

-Dig deeper and you will find many people with motives here.

-Let's get to the point.

If you want to officially accuse me of something, try it.

But first of all, you have no reason

and secondly, my company pays high taxes to the city budget

and provides its residents with work.

So chill out.

And let's return to a constructive direction.

-Enough!

This is too much.

-It's okay, honey.

Understand, I hated and feared Pasha, but I wouldn’t kill him,

even if it could be done with impunity.

(Vlad) -And why?

-There is such an expression -

circles on the water.

After the death of a person of his level , such circles can go around:

that many will drown.

Will you buy me a cigarette?

-Will your husband scold you?

-Congratulations.

-And I you.

-Fork in the throat, interesting choice.

-I would take the gun.

First she shot off the balls, and then knocked out the brain.

-Too fast.

-But it hurts.

-Who are you, sado?

-Well, I couldn’t stand it.

-Your coffee.

-Thank you.

I would also like to have breakfast. -I'll see what I can find for you.

- How do you even get something in your throat in the morning?

I won't let this hang on me.

-No one will pin anything on you, you didn’t kill him.

-No, I didn’t kill him.

-Then we must be patient and see whose next step is.

You and I are in the front row, we won’t miss anything.

-Are we going to stay here with you until next night ?

Or maybe they think that you and I stabbed him?

Do you hear me, Darius?

Do you hear me, Darius?

And it wasn't you who killed him, by any chance?

No, but what, such theatricality.

-Shut up, you.

He's talking some nonsense.

Hello, officer!

Hello, who's in charge here?

Listen, dude with a gun, we need to talk.

I would love to hang here for a couple more days, it’s so fun here,

but I have to be on shift for an hour already, you know?

And it costs so much that you won’t earn it in your entire life.

So come on, come on,

quickly draw your squiggle where you need it and let us out.

Move, come on, think.

So far I haven’t puked on this crime scene for you .

-Calm down, calm down. Maybe you need a doctor?

You cannot leave until the investigation is completed.

Have you already given an explanation?

-What explanations, officer, what are you saying?

Did you fall out of an oak tree? Do you even know who I am?

I am the star of Russian cinema, its last hope.

You know - Nikita Sergeevich and I, we both stayed.

Well, here’s another thing too, this is generally...

Understand? Do you like cinema?

Do you want to act in films? What is your name? -Hamlet.

-Come on! Really?

Circus! Hamlet. The same one? And already with weapons.

No, this is the texture here. Well, Hamlet, to be or not to be? A question.

Decent?

Or resist?

-I understand. Yes, even Nikita Sergeevich himself.

They will tell you when you can leave.

- What kind of texture disappears.

Hamlet. Hamlo. Animal husbandry.

-Shall we dance? -I do not dance.

-Me too.

-Where she is, there are always problems.

-There is such a breed of people: you go to the door and they go to the window.

-When is your flight?

-What are you talking about?

- Chistyakov was killed - that means that’s it.

(alert music)

-Tell me, are you a cop or an FSB agent?

- Freelancer.

Is this wording okay?

And you? Interpol, CIA?

-My interests are much broader.

Didn't Vlad say that?

-Don’t put pressure on me with the size of your interest.

I am not aware of your agreements.

-And I - yours.

(Olga) -Undercover cop - very sexy.

(Ilya) -Are you jealous?

-Do you want to fuck? -Can i?

-What kind of Vladislav?

-Investigator.

A special breed of monitor lizard from Komodo Island.

He drinks water but doesn't piss.

- Metaphorically.

Do you believe that Mila could have done this?

-It’s possible, but why would she need it?

-Paul was such a person - anyone could have a motive.

Or maybe it was you who slammed him?

-Or maybe you?

-Or maybe I do too.

Or Ilona.

-Too metaphorical.

(Mila) -Death.

There is death everywhere.

Uncle Kesha, Pasha.

It's all my fault. - Bead, what’s wrong with you, my karkuska?

-It's all my fault. I said there is no need to go.

God...

- So, well, I’m done. Are we disbanding?

-Really?

-Can I? Always dreamed of it.

Okay, no, no.

-Ladies and Gentlemen!

Today you can be free.

But let me bring it to your attention,

that until the end of operational search activities

and investigative actions

you have no right to leave the city.

Otherwise you will be prosecuted.

-Let them just try.

(Daryus) - No, well, not a clown, huh?

That's normal!

Nine little black guys.

Let's go bang.

(thoughtful music)

-We swim and swim, I’m sick! -Shit floats.

And here we go.

We'll get there and hand in the mooring lines.

- It’s kind of crappy going. -Eight knots.

-I want to pee.

-Piss off the board!

(sings in a drunken voice) - Ta-da-ta-da-da tai-da-da!

Bitch, why?

If you cover me from journalists, I will pay. -No, no, I’ll do it for you.

- That's it, cover it.

(camera clicks)

(policemen) - Everyone for the cordon! Stay calm!

We don’t leave the cordon!

-Take me Home. -No. We are going to my place.

-No. -This is not discussed.

Vlad will come there and wants to talk.

-Give me a ride? -Why am I so honored, Gleb?

-No answer. Some people are destined like bullets.

-What's in the group? -They are worried, they are waiting.

-I’m glad, I suppose, that the shift took off.

No, Seryozha, I’ll sit in front of you.

I'm tired of it after two days, it whines and whines.

(sighs with relief)

- Or...

-Sit down. Sit down.

Arkady! Where are you going so quickly? We didn't even chat.

-Well, why in front of everyone? Sit down, let's talk.

-How close were you to the wife of the murdered man?

-As you want?

Let's solve all your questions.

-Are you offering a bribe?

-Boy, I have a wife, children, I don’t fucking need all this.

-Then I will send an official notification.

I'm waiting for interrogation.

-Bitch!

- Hot.

Thank you.

You are so attentive.

I would like... -I have a headache.

Let's go without all this.

-Yes, it was terrible.

We spent so much time there.

Yes, and we've seen enough.

This didn't happen to me.

The party will be remembered.

No.

There is no tablet.

Maybe we should stop and buy some for you?

-A new type of extreme leisure.

Murder Party.

Yes you are right. Stop it.

Come on, honey.

-But I don’t live here.

- It’s okay, you’ll get there.

-What?

-How did it happen that the person involved in the case was killed before our eyes?

Do I have to get up my ass and run to control you every time ?

Why didn’t Wagner let Ilona go?

-Why did you let her go?

She is the main person involved in the case, I didn’t even have time to take a statement.

Not to mention Bulavkin, who fucked Chistyakov’s wife

right at the party. -You are not a greyhound!

Otherwise it can come a lot.

Is it popular for you to explain what Ilona Wagner is in this city?

-What the hell does it matter what it is?

We have a murder and the main case is falling apart.

-Listen, Ophelia!

Stop warming your ears, close the door on the other side.

-These

methods are outdated.

If you continue to work like this, nothing will change, the time is not right.

-Time may be new,

and the connections are old and strong.

Everything is interconnected: one will fly -

He will pull others along with him.

-That’s why they sit there , old people, warming their asses in chairs.

-Come on, sit down.

Listen, dear heart.

They warm your place.

-Already heated, thank you.

-You know what, Vladik.

I loved your dad very much.

And you, not so much.

I endure it for old times sake.

But patience comes to an end.

Go away.

Work.

- Darling, is everything okay?

-Because of your uncleanliness, I found myself in this monstrous situation.

I won't let anyone ruin my reputation.

- Honey, don't.

-And you...

You made me look like an idiot.

(Sabina Akhmedova - "Drunk groove")

-Would you like some coffee?

-No.

Mash, I won’t come today, stay with him, okay?

Are you alright?

Put it to bed on time.

I'll call.

-I will be fined.

- It’s okay, you’ll survive.

-And you?

(message tone)

-Well?

-Did you bring it?

-What?

-What? Damn salami pizza.

What do you think?

What was with him.

-There was nothing. -So the transfer took place.

-They searched him. The sample was not found.

Where were you both looking?

Our operation failed, the object is fucking dead.

-She had no time for this, she was sorting things out with her ex.

- Just don't make me feel guilty.

-Or maybe you’re not telling me something?

And all this is a dummy, huh?

-Are you serious? -Yes.

-Yes? That is, I’ve been working for Chistyakov for a year,

I’m developing it, I knock on you - so what?

I finally portray a couple in love. For what, please tell me?

-Tell me that. How do I know you're not playing your own damn game?

-I'm an Interpol employee.

And that's my business. -No, it's none of your business anymore.

Chistyakov is dead.

(in Russian, with accent) - Convenient, huh?

Come on.

You know what I need.

I won’t go to the big boss without a sample.

(in Russian) Okay?

So we'll have to do it a little more work together a little more.

-Contact yours

let them give information about the intermediary.

And we will look for the killer, most likely he has the sample.

-Good boy.

-Where is the toilet?

Thank you.

(in Russian) please.

-I'm with you.

-No.

You stay here, it's safer.

Go somewhere together.

Please help everyone's eyes.

-Which side of the bed do you prefer?

(Darius Behdad, Richard Mead - "Save me from myself")