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(thoughtful music)

-How did you sleep?

-Any news about yesterday's circus?

-Since you're alive, apparently not.

-You are so brutal.

-Olga, what’s going on?

-You do not trust me?

-The last time I trusted you, we barely made it.

So if you have something to say, better say it.

I don't like to repeat mistakes.

- Mmm, delicious!

-Do you still love me?

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to fix everything, I don't know how.

-I'm trying too.

-Everything is fine?

-Yes, everything is fine.

Where can I drop you off?

-Stop there.

-You, of course, don’t remember this - you were very young.

The hotel always played music after dinner.

And when Del Shannon's Runaway started playing,

I picked you up, lifted you high up and started dancing.

You were so happy, you laughed so much.

And my mother also looked and laughed.

-So romantic. Why did you find a replacement for her so quickly?

-Kate,

when you lose the person you want to spend your whole life with,

With whom to exist next - in principle, it doesn’t matter.

I need you very much.

Let's go home?

-Have you come to say this?

This is unfair.

You need to let me go in your head.

Papa!

See you.

(children's voices outside the door) -Mom, I want to write.

-I want too. -I want too!

(wife) -Well, Arkady, how long is it possible? Come out, the children will wet themselves.

-Only a dead man doesn’t piss in the washstand.

I have important things to do... -Please, come play with us!

-Dad, play with us!

-I'll definitely play when I get back.

-One time, dad! -When I return, I will definitely play.

What is it? -Oh please!

-Darling, please help me!

(wife) -Well, what did you want?

-Dad! - Well, dad! -Play!

-Ay! Maxik, I won’t bite, I won’t bite! Don't bite.

My good girl, that’s it, let me put on my shoes, please.

-Can you come get me right now?

Please!

(Anna Golovyznina - "Drunk groove")

I need this paper

according to which Pasha died as if on his own - from the heart or from something else.

Well, when everything calms down.

-And how do you imagine this?

I will come to the authorities and say: “Sorry, guys.

in fact he died of old age,

and they simply felt his pulse with a fork"?

-Well, I just need paper for the court, a certificate.

Well, I'll share.

-Listen, stop generating nonsense and get down to business.

Well, or go to Dubai, after all.

(noise of water in the shower)

(depressing music)

-I didn't mean to, sorry.

Do you forgive?

What happened to you yesterday?

Are you hiding something from me?

She was beautiful.

Have a nice day, honey.

(Lyudmila) - At first it was so beautiful,

and then it's scary.

And then I don’t remember anything at all.

-Oh, Bus, forgive me, it’s my fault.

I thought you'd like it. I shouldn't have left you alone.

- Well, there was no need.

This is too much for me.

-Because we need to be distracted somehow more seriously.

You and a business woman, everything is fine at the clinic.

You are doing well, and the clinic is blooming and smelling.

-Is not boring.

Well, what about trading diamonds? No.

Being Hamid's competitor is not the best option.

-Agree.

Money must work. -God.

What would you invest in, young businessman?

-Oyster farm?

(laugh)

Well, I don’t know, at least in this generation.

It turns out that you will not be Hamid’s competitor, but his partner.

Masha herself hinted to you.

-She was talking about something else altogether. What, again I didn’t understand anything?

- Yes, I don’t understand anything at all, my panther.

Where how. What are you, where are you, how are you.

I do not understand anything.

(speaking English) - This is the case when recommending an acquaintance is not scary.

Which, you know, is rare these days.

-You don’t often hear such flattering words from Ilona’s lips .

You are a rare specimen from the Red Book, Arkady.

-Yes, I’m shocked myself.

I don't know how to comply now. But I will try.

For all your 20 percent.

Yes, Hamidou's number is pronounced.

-My friend

I brought two pandas to myself by plane.

But you can’t deliver the painting to me!

Panda, panda - these are bears! Understand?

Yes, we are waiting.

Idiot. -Why do we need more paintings?

-To avoid suspicion, everything is as usual - deliveries and sales.

-You're getting carried away. -And you relax.

Olga feels everything with her ass.

-How I dream of getting rid of this bitch. I can't physically see her.

-We can take what we need and leave right away.

It will be safer and wiser.

-No. I need everything.

Maybe this is the main chance in my life and there won’t be another like it.

Sit down.

-Well, I'm very glad.

We are planning a big contract with our Yakut colleagues.

I want to make sure

that there will be no unsolvable problems with logistics .

Hope you can help us?

-We will solve problems with logistics, this is not a problem.

I think that by joining forces,

You and I can do much more than just carry pebbles back and forth.

- Wait here.

(Arkady) -Certification of stones according to Russian standards

hinders investment development of the diamond market.

We still have small diamond cutting capacity.

Most of the capacity is in your country, abroad.

At the same time, Russian cutting enterprises have the potential for expansion.

Overall, I see great potential here.

And if we start developing this industry,

this will create an additional market for Russian diamond producers

under restrictions imposed by unfriendly states.

And what are we doing here?

Well done.

Your ass hangs perfectly in my office.

-Pervert. -Which one is.

-Are you sure that you can provide a transportation channel through this person?

He doesn't seem to really understand what he's talking about yet.

-He will understand closer to the point.

The purpose of our meeting was to get to know each other and look at each other.

-At first glance, he does not inspire confidence.

Sings smoothly.

But he's somehow...

unsightly,

whether.

-My dear.

When the caravan turns back,

the lame camel ends up at the front of the caravan.

-Fine.

We trust you.

(rock music)

- Hamid...

(Karina) - Honey, I'm home.

Hello. -Hello.

-What's happened?

-Sorry, I'm tired.

-What are you doing here?

(Elena) -Where have you been?

-Remind me why I have to report to you?

-I'm moving to Gleb.

-Wonderful.

What is this - Russian roulette? Will he kill or not?

-I don't work with you anymore.

-Wait, wait!

What did you say?

Are you not working with me anymore?

-Yes. -Yes?

Is this your and Vlad’s plan to ruin my plans?

You understand

how can this end for you?

-Understand. -Fine.

-Bye. -No.

You're not going anywhere.

-You are not my command.

Don't follow me.

(on the radio) -Where are you?

I can't find you, Darius. -Guess.

- Darius, tell me where to look for you.

Darius, where are you? -On the beard.

-Where where? -On the beard.

-It did not pass. -Prepare the next scene.

I'm on my beard, I'll be there in a minute.

-Oh, okay, I understand.

- B***.

Said it was an unlucky number, bitch.

Ku-ku, or***.

Bring some napkins. -Yeah.

- Yes, you guessed it.

Call me Danya.

Tell me there is a case.

Come on, come on.

-Where were you, I was already thinking about calling the police.

-I was involved in investments!

-And what have we invested in?

-So, guess: who are the best friends of girls?

-Tell me, I'll tell you.

-Diamonds! There is something for you too , here you go.

We all urgently need to go for a walk, I’ll quickly take a shower, let’s go to lunch.

-Yes. Wait, but I still have two training sessions.

-No, we'll have a day off.

-Then this thing will look great here.

-Not too big? -I’ll show you now “too big”!

(laugh) Come on, come here!

- Darius, are you an asshole?

-Oh, so interesting.

Are you overtired, Katyusha? What is the problem?

-Didn’t you guess?

Where is my money for the film?

-Yours?

Do I owe you more?

No, Katyusha.

So calm down.

-I'll calm down when you pay.

Or do you want to ditch me like a loser?

-You, Katyusha, forgive me,

but you're not here at all.

Will you?

Well, if you don’t want to, let’s get out of here with your claims.

Better yet, go to Dubai.

-What, are you in agreement?

My advice to you: sleep with your eyes open.

-You would play like that.

There would be no price for you.

(sensual music)

-How do you like mine?

-Oh-oh, what are you blinding?

Nothing is visible. Could you come a little closer?

-Yes? -Come on, come here.

Come here.

(speaks English)

(translates) - One of your compatriots

spread such activity around me.

-Who? -Diana.

(in English) -Do you want a piece of Hamid?

-Like all of them.

Did you fuck her? -Certainly.

And you? -Not yet.

I want to buy a painting from her.

-Darling?

-Darling.

-Very expensive?

-Very expensive.

-Where have you been? Fucked again?

-And even if she fucked?

Zoechka Naumovna, I am so happy!

-Get yourself in order, we have guests.

-Oh, this is for me.

Christensen!

I am so glad to work with you!

-Hello, Diana.

If everything is confirmed, it will have enormous significance for world culture.

-I'm afraid it won't. You signed a non-disclosure agreement.

I ask you.

(quiet classical music)

-I don’t understand how he hasn’t been kicked out yet.

He's shit, not a director.

All his life he did nothing but cling to the oligarchs.

He told them how brilliant he was, and then asked for money.

Yes, it’s only half the budget of our film, just think about it.

Now he goes around telling everyone that he doesn’t have enough money.

-What? In terms of?

- Pasha found out, wanted to imprison him, but didn’t have time.

Pasha wanted to protect me.

Now who will protect me?

I'm an actress, you know?

I have a subtle nature, I can’t do all this.

-Baby, relax.

(Diana) -And in 1902 from Senora Santes

it was inherited by her grandson Mario.

It is sad to realize that in Europe

They trust documents and photographs more than real research.

I'm used to conducting more detailed examinations.

After all, the 20th century divided painting into the pre- and post-atomic era.

And the content of phtholocyanin and radionuclides in the paint

would definitely indicate a fake.

Therefore, we carried out radioisotope analysis of the paints.

Although many experts consider this method dubious,

but I am a pedant and value my reputation.

Why am I telling you about this? You understand this better than me.

(in English) - Congratulations.

This is the original.

Yes, I have no doubt.

A written report will be sent to us in the evening.

-Fine.

I'm sorry.

(in Russian) -If I were you, I wouldn’t trust this Diana.

- Sorry, I got lost in thought.

Please repeat.

-If I were you, I wouldn’t trust this Diana.

(translates into English)

(speaks English)

(speaks English)

(translates) - I don’t trust you.

It's a fake copy. Very good. I bought the original a few years ago.

But one of my important partners is literally raving about this picture

and wants to buy it out.

To refuse would be bad for business.

-You have always amazed me with your insight.

Smart and everyone is happy.

For wise decisions.

(translates into English)

(speaks English)

(translates) -My father taught me an important principle:

create your life as art - this is the only way to love it.

-Smoke.

How did you have the nerve to sell a fucking fake to my friend?

Do you even know who he is?

- This has nothing to do with you, it's just business.

-You don't know anything about business.

So that I don’t see you next to him again, understand?

- Listen.

It will cool down.

(Katya) -Yes-yes.

Well? -What?

-What?

-What?

Is the car good, I say?

Is the air conditioning working? -Yes.

-Seedless grapes?

Are you pissing, bitch?

What, Katyusha,

completely confused by the shores?

What is there about me?

- Give me back my money and I’ll stop chattering.

-Funny.

Do you understand that I will fire you?

And you will never act in films again.

Who invited you to the project?

-You called me. For my money.

-The money is not yours.

Pashina's money.

Do you know why he paid me them?

Do you know why?

Because even Pasha understood that you were an actress of a burnt theater.

That you are no actress.

You only have two facial expressions: with your eyes open and with your eyes closed.

And now the shit is going over the bumps? The whole group goes and washes my bones.

- Bring back the dragonflies, I said!

“I’ll shove them up your ass right now.”

(Katya) -What are you doing?

- I’m firing you, Katyusha.

-You can't fire me - I'm the main character!

-As much as I can.

Toads like you are half the film crew.

Me too, Marlene Dietrich, b***.

-You yourself are Dietrich.

- Dumb.

Fuck you!

Fuck you - out of the train, out of the cinema, out of art at the same time!

Hello, Masha!

Matveeva Ekaterina Sergeevna

no longer call for shifts, no longer give daily allowances,

drive them away from the site with pissing rags.

-I have two more scenes. -I’m not filming anymore today, let me go.

Why did you get up? -But we have two more scenes...

-Went.

Dismiss everyone, I have a meeting.

That's it, everyone is free.

Where is Valera?

(screams)

The shift is over. Let's go our separate ways.

-They have no evidence, only assumptions.

-I am aware, but they may begin to put pressure.

-I think it’s better that I speak, and you remain silent,

so there will be nothing to cling to.

(doorbell)

-Hello.

- Well-mannered people usually warn about the arrival.

-Maybe I should address you as “you” right away?

-What do you need?

- Let it go?

-Shirokova, go with God.

- Apparently I misunderstood something?

-You understood everything correctly. There is nothing between us and cannot be.

You yourself buried our relationship.

(Kostya) - Damn, Svetka is dead.

-And who is it? -Well, ours, from Tyumen.

I hanged myself with tights, guess what.

-On tights?

Normal exit.

-And Glasha and Milana took fifth place on PornHub.

Filming at Tinto Brass.

-He seems to have died? - Nevermind.

Look how cheerful he is.

-Yes, porn invigorates.

If only we could stay in business -

They would also win a couple of bonuses.

-So, since you and I have a day off, let’s go to the cinema.

-Did you notice that I was resting?

Now I'll devour

and I’ll sit down to do the editing.

The film, Kostya, will not glue itself together.

- Darius, what the hell is the editor?

- Govnozhor

(knock on the door)

Well, why are you sitting? (knock)

Go open it.

-Vasily Pupenin?

-Who?

- Not PupEnin, but PUpenin.

Ten or Darius Tan,

aka Darius Shmarius.

And what?

Personal use.

-Vlad Voitovsky. Federal Security Service.

-Oh***.

-You must follow me to the office.

Interrogation in the case of Pavel Chistyakov. Right now.

-Come on, Vlad, I’ll sign everything here.

What?

Necessary means necessary.

Get ready. -He's not needed.

-No, but he was there too.

-Where is Gleb?

(crying) - He has a phone, a stroller...

-What's happened?

-Forgive me, forgive me, I couldn’t call you!

(in English) - Good afternoon.

(in Russian, with accent) How are you?

-What about your cop?

located on the Farm?

Are you kidding me or what?

So what kind of performance?

-You stole half a million euros from the film's budget.

Audit of "Replacement".

-Do you want me to come here again?

I'll draw the hell out of it with a pen?

-Chistyakov wanted to kill you.

You got scared and killed him first.

Confess while I still can do something.

(Darius laughs)

(laugh together)

-Very tight.

What do you think,

would he kill me over fucking half-lama?

Do you even know how much of his business partner’s money was laundered through my painting?

Do you know the laws?

If you don’t finish the film, the tax office will immediately - oops!

And who can finish it?

Just me.

-That is, he forgave you

half a million euros?

- Well, I forgive you.

Said I was returning his money

and I’m making three more films for free.

Did you think

with a razor across the throat and upside down into the well?

(laughs) No.

Civilization, motherfucker.

90's behind.

-So you gave him the money?

- Without B.

Do you want me to open a client bank?

And then, I see, he rested too tightly.

On this topic with murder.

Will you give me a ride home?

-My client does not like such institutions, you understand.

They bring up unpleasant memories.

-Our interest, Mr. Olkhovsky,

is due only to the fact that your story with Pavel Chistyakov -

rich and quite dramatic.

-Our intricate story, Mr. Policeman,

has nothing to do with the incident you are interested in.

-Comrade Hamlet, that’s the question.

Are there any other substantive questions for my client?

-Oh, uh...Cool.

- Yes, I thought you forgot about us.

-Now I’ll drink some water, and let’s start.

-Yes, we have already discussed everything.

The entries will be in the protocol.

-Yes, it turns out that you are a cool guy.

and you look great in my chair.

Don't piss, I'm not angry.

-Gentlemen, since you have nothing essentially to show us -

maybe we should go?

-Not a question, but

I have a question.

soil,

The picture here somehow doesn’t add up.

A carriage of suspects, not a single normal one.

Half the party wanted Chistyakov dead.

Attention, question.

How did this happen?

-I prefer to look at such things philosophically

and believe that evil people do not exist.

There are unfortunate people.

-OK then.

But maybe there were some people at this party

strange people?

Well, you know, sometimes a person’s skin shines through...

intent

and kind of sticks out above the rest of the crowd.

You are a subtle nature, Gleb, you should notice such things.

-What's happening?

-Didn’t Elena Shirokova and her companion confuse you?

For me, her appearance is always a problem.

-Well, we immediately noticed this Cherche la femme.

But

Maybe,

anyone else confused?

(sniffles)

-There was one woman there.

Obviously, not from that cohort of searching Amazons,

who move between business forums

Dubai and Courchevel.

She was not at all like that, but she was desperately looking for something.

And it was she who stuck out, as you correctly put it.

And her name, I think, was Diana.

-Diana...

(Steven, in English) -Oh, look, who's here?

Mother!

(Elena) -Give me the child.

Soil!

Gleb, go to mom.

Come here, come.

-Mother. Mother!

Where did you hide... Oops.

Where did you hide the nesting doll?

-What are you talking about?

-Uncle Stephen searched and searched and couldn’t find it.

Little Gleb searched and searched but couldn’t find it.

And mom found it. And he doesn't let us play.

- Stop it.

What do you want?

-You don’t want Glebushka to cry, do you?

So, you will go and bring us a matryoshka doll,

and we'll play for now.

Here.

-Gleb,

Soil!

Gleb, mom will be back very soon.

I love you very much.

(tense music)