Original subtitles

(claps of thunder)

(dark music)

-What according to Chistyakov? -And according to Chistyakov, nothing.

-This is a bad answer.

-Are you tired of scaring me?

-I'm really tired.

I'm very tired.

-I understand you.

I also didn’t really dream of being at someone’s beck and call.

-No choice.

There are rules.

Big people, big money... -What does money have to do with it?

You know how I feel about you.

And your husband... -He got what he deserved.

-I... -I know.

Do it for me.

-Don’t you know why villains are so sentimental?

This is me talking about myself.

(Anna Golovyznina - "Drunk groove")

(Katya's father) - Honey, I understand everything.

Losing a husband is scary.

Are you depressed.

But we need to deal with this somehow.

And here they will help you.

Look how wonderful the healthy Slavic climate is.

Well, or should we go home?

- Dad, I already said that I’m not going anywhere.

-Please sign here and here, Ekaterina Sergeevna.

Will you pay by card or cash? -By card.

-Yes. -Sergey Albertovich will pay.

I'll translate it for you later. -Yes.

(in English) - Good afternoon.

Booking for Schneider.

-One minute please. -Fine.

-Your number is 333, have a good rest. -Thank you.

-Good afternoon, Mr. Schneider.

Welcome to X-Clinic. -Thank you.

-Let me check your reservation. -Thank you.

-This bitch took my child.

-What? Damn... Who?

-Who is Stephen?

-So, why are you yelling at me, what happened?

-Steven is not from Interpol, he is sure that I have some kind of matryoshka doll,

and until I bring it, he will not give me Gleb.

Vlad, are you deaf?

He's holding my child hostage! Who is he and what kind of doll is this?

-Where does he keep it? -What's the difference, bitch, at home!

Wake up!

- There... a drug.

In a matryoshka doll.

-What?

-Alpha. 7 times stronger, 10 times more dangerous than heroin.

Chistyakov was supposed to give a sample to the buyer at the White Party.

-And you’re just telling me about this now?

That is, I’ve been working for you for a year,

and you didn't inform me about the purpose of this operation?

What a piece of shit you are. That is, you stupidly threw me into hell - maybe he’ll get me out?

And if they killed me, it wouldn’t be a big problem either, right?

So? -What do you want from me?

- Call the special forces, pull out my child.

Or help me find a nesting doll.

-And where can I find it for you?

What do you think I'm doing? I'm looking for Chistyakov's killer,

because he might have it! But I don't know who did it!

-Thank you, benefactor of the dicks. Next on my own.

- Lena! Lena!

What?

-I don’t understand what this means, I need to find out urgently. You can help?

-Yes OK. -This is how I prepared it...

-Calm down. Now let's go in order.

What exactly did he say?

-Oh, finally at least I relaxed.

And then I work and work.

No.

Stay there some more.

-Do you know why Olga and Ilya are interested in Chistyakov’s affairs?

-No. She doesn't report to me.

Why is this interesting to you - very interesting?

-Just curious: former boss.

-And what did he do?

-Construction, politics, a little bit of everything.

- Let's say I know something.

-Tell.

-And what I get for this?

(energetic music)

-Hello.

- Alone here?

-Yes, I put mine down and decided to take a swim. What are you doing?

-I, too, have a daddy who is chopping at 9, and at 6 in the morning he wanders around like the shadow of Hamlet’s father.

Oh, sorry, you weren't offended, were you?

-Am I offended? Are you laughing?

What do you think, I don’t understand what I’m doing?

Well, what others think is deeply uninteresting to me.

Although, okay, there is no market, at first it was confusing.

-At the beginning of your career?

-About 15 years old.

And then I realized that I don’t give a damn about other people’s opinions.

Life is short. What did they help me with? What did they do to judge me?

Let them go through the forest. -Are you proud of yourself?

- Think for yourself who is better off -

some Vanka with honors who works 24/7, or me?

You're great too.

I hit a big jackpot.

-A dead husband is a great jackpot.

-Yes Yes. My condolences.

Listen, what do you think?

Did he have many people like you?

-Fuck you.

-Re going?

- Darius, hear me.

We are closing.

Don't reshoot it.

I, maybe... But they have families, children, mortgages.

- Why the hell did you fire her?

-Well, what do you say?

- Darius, that's it.

We need to close the project.

-Close?

Well, that's right, you weren't the one who opened it.

I'll never draw like that again.

Shut the fuck up if you don't give a fuck.

Close it, get out.

- Stop, stop. Stop, stop, stop, guys, what are you doing? Where are you going?

Well, you and I... We don't just make movies.

We create art!

(upbeat music)

And we are one team, you know?

And this moment is very important.

We... Well...

Not everything in this world is done for the sake of money. There is something real!

Let's... Let's all be together now

let's take it with all our strength

let's do it

for free!

-For art. -For art!

- For the cinema. - For the cinema!

-For Darius. - For Darius!

(everyone, in chorus) - For Daryus!

- For Darius! (all) -For Darius!

- For Darius!

- For Darius! - For Darius!

(sniffles)

- Well, give it to me, bitches.

They brought me to tears.

We need to film it, damn it, we need to finish filming it!

We need to finish it.

(ceremonial music, applause)

(Karina) -Who is this?

I ask what is this Scheherazade in my house.

My Chinese fake has something to do with it. Parallel import?

-This is Leila.

Hamid's wife.

She died several years ago.

Do you understand now why he chose you?

-He still loves her.

Am I just a mirror?

Why did he love her so much?

-She didn’t want to share him with anyone.

Even with children.

And he was her

I'm grateful for that.

-How should I understand this?

-You know that he is infertile.

-And he will never admit it. -Yes.

Therefore, everything was perfect with her.

She accepted him for who he is.

He could be himself with her.

In a variety of manifestations.

(light music)

(in English) - Good afternoon. -Hello.

-May I treat you to a cocktail?

-Why not? Thank you.

-Can? -Certainly.

-Are you resting? -I'm enjoying life.

Do you like it here?

-Yes. All at the highest level.

And you?

-It’s nice to hear such a flattering review about your brainchild.

(laugh)

-Is that so?

It turns out that such a wonderful place also has such a wonderful hostess.

-Thank you.

-Sorry, I didn't introduce myself.

Vic Schneider, investment banker.

-Nice to meet you.

Lyudmila Dolgacheva.

-Nice to meet you, Lyudmila.

-Oh, so you are involved in investments? -Yes.

Money allows you to lead a beautiful life. -Yes.

-And sometimes they make a person happy.

When they are not there, a person thinks that the most difficult thing is to earn them.

And when they already exist,

it turns out that it is much more difficult to dispose of them.

-Yes. -You need professional help with this.

A very interesting project, haven’t you heard?

-Yes, yes, my friend Gleb Olkhovsky is building it.

-Is that so? -Yes.

-So that means we have mutual friends.

It's nice.

(Ilona) - It doesn’t happen like that!

Or maybe I should do this myself?

Find it for me. Find it now!

The party - the whole party - could not fall through the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you."

I hate it when you do that.

And when you look like this.

I hate it.

Do not do it this way.

-Making exhibitions is like creating a universe.

Create your own world in a period of time, can you imagine?

A world that is beautiful is even ideal in its own way.

In that sense,

which interests me at this stage of my life.

-You know Gleb Olkhovsky, right?

- Yes.

-Do you communicate often?

-Well, let's talk.

-And you were at the White Party, right?

Are you familiar with Pavel Chistyakov?

- Cop, or what?

-I repeat the question: do you know Pavel Chistyakov?

-Is this the one who was killed?

No, we didn't know each other.

A terrible story, by the way.

-Beautiful.

Script?

- We don’t keep bullshit.

-So you don’t know Pavel Chistyakov?

And you have no idea who could have killed him? -No.

No, not one.

(upbeat music)

(phone ring)

(Vlad) -Why is Mitya interrogating Diana Iskritskaya?

I entrusted this to you.

-I’m already following Krutova. Should I fucking burst?

- Explode!

-You came up with an original place for the meeting.

For the record, I'm not a football fan. - But in vain.

Well, don’t buzz, it’s safe here, there are no extra ears.

Otherwise I know you, you will be there again

pester me with your vague questions .

- Will be.

It was not in vain that I introduced you to Hamid; these connections are very important to me.

As you understand, there are few big partners left.

And diamond export is a screen behind which you can hide anything.

-Lost her mind?

I will not do it.

Do you live in the 90s? They don't work like that now.

Have you heard about measures to combat corruption?

(in a whisper) They will equate this to treason.

- Turn up the volume.

And tell me, from what garbage dump did my husband get you?

Forgot?

And I remember.

(muffled stadium noise)

What is the score?

- They haven't opened it yet.

-Well, let's see.

(dark music)

(speaking English) - Congratulations

Congratulations on the successful completion of the transaction, Mrs. Dolgacheva.

-Thank you.

-I just sent you the password for your personal account.

From now on, you are a shareholder of the Conscious Generation project.

Congratulations.

This is not only a profitable, but also a very socially important project.

-Thank you, Vic, this is very important for me.

As my beloved uncle said:

"God has no other hands than ours."

See you.

-I am your faithful page.

Do you understand that that's it, you and I are together forever?

-Yes! -Do we have plans?

-I want to go somewhere. Far, far away.

-Do you hear how it sounds? -What?

-With my beloved to the ends of the world! I've never had anything like this in my life!

-Really? -Are we going to swim naked?

-No! I definitely don’t need this kind of compromising evidence.

-Well, can we have a blast? -We can, we can.

(Lyudmila laughs)

-Oh no no no! -What?

-Now, now, he’ll go away. -What is wrong?

(moans) Wait, I'll call an ambulance.

(breathes heavily)

Is it really bad?

Hello!

Bolshaya Morskaya, 39. The man feels bad.

(thoughtful music)

(camera click)

(in English) -Forgot something, my love?

-Look what you dug up!

I followed Diana and her grandmother, and this is where she led me.

-What is this? -Workshop.

Sketches of famous paintings, they are worth millions.

He is a copyist and draws fakes.

-And what?

-Have you heard the story of da Vinci's painting "Salvator Mundi"?

It was bought by billionaire Rybolovlev for 100 million.

From his art dealer, with whom he later sued, suspecting fraud.

So, he then sold it to some sheikh

for 450 million dollars - this is a record amount.

Then they wrote somewhere that it was the same copy.

-Hamlet!

Why did we have the Chistyakov case?

-It didn't get up.

We are waiting for the results of your interrogations.

Are you so evil?

By the way, I work for you all day - and not without results.

Shall we call the group?

-You're not busy with that, Hamlet.

- It's amazing.

This Diana of yours and her granny are big-time scammers.

There is evidence.

You just need to understand who they are selling it to, and it’s done.

-Yes? And I thought we were looking for the killer of Pavel Chistyakov here.

Fuck your grandmother and her woman!

It cannot be that there is nothing on Chistyakov! Nothing!

We need to go through all the materials on this case, shake everyone up,

so stop chasing money around the city, go to work!

-What are you yelling about? You sent me there yourself, and now you’re yelling!

-Go Go!

Oh, there you are!

Pick it up here.

(phone ring)

Yes!

-Good afternoon, Vladislav.

Take the trouble to explain on what basis you interrogated the employee of my gallery.

-Who is this? -Ilya Lagutin.

Co-owner of the New Art Gallery.

And Diana Iskritskaya is our manager.

So will you explain to me what exactly is the matter?

-No.

-How uncultured.

(Olga) -Did you think well?

Now this investigator knows that we own the gallery.

Why did you even get in? Why didn't you consult me?

-But this is my investment. And my connections.

-And my ideas. What would you do without them?

-Vanity.

Don't you think you 've been taking on too much lately ?

- Exactly as much as I can carry.

-Hold your pocket wider.

I'm not finished. -Oh! Really?

- It seems to me that now is not the time to sort things out.

We need to stick with each other if we want...

-Yuri Pavlovich, can I?

-Events

- Sign it?

-What is this?

-This is a report on detection of signs of a crime.

To obtain a court order to search the technical premises at

Sredny Avenue Vasilievsky Island, 72.

There's a workshop there that makes fakes.

For the New Art Gallery. Fraud on a large scale.

-I do not understand.

Why are you doing this business?

Where is Vlad?

Am I supposed to unwind the Chistyakov case for you?

What the fuck is going on?

-This just concerns the Chistyakov case.

I chatted with Olkhovsky, he gave a tip to a certain Diana,

who may be involved in the murder.

Diana is a gallery employee.

I pulled a little, and there was a whole ball of it pulling towards the article.

We put pressure on one, the other confesses.

Vlad has some urgent matters.

Well, it’s a dirty business, but ours is clean.

He doesn’t want to get dirty, he’s slacking.

He sends me to follow and run everywhere.

(alert music)

-Why are you so nervous, huh?

(tense music)

-Clean!

Clean!

Clean!

-Clean!

-Clean!

-Clean!

-Bitch!

(in English) - "We will live with you

in a small hut

on the bank of a very quiet river.

Believe me, no one will ever be offended

for having once left the sands.

In the wilds of strangers

by the sacred water

in warm forests

nameless river."

(in Russian) - "On the bank of a very quiet river."

(in English) - "On the shore

very quiet river."

(sobs)

-Drugs on this bitch - Olga Krutova.

-What are you playing, honey? -A?

I want a lot of money.

Ready to share.

We just need to find a client, can you help?

- Yes.

(in English) -You are not from Interpol.

- Oops.

What a news.

And you -

murderer.

(Chistyakov) - I always liked how angry you were.

Don't you remember why we didn't sleep?

-I would rather hang myself. -Oh, you bitch!

(hit)

(wheezing)

(dramatic music)

-What do you think, I didn’t guess? Put the gun away.

-Where is Gleb?

-Matryoshka for a child.

-Where is my child? -Shut up.

Where is my sample? -I don't have it.

-You don’t have it?

I don't believe a single word you say.

I've reviewed your file. You lied to everyone.

And to those for whom she worked, and to Chistyakov,

and Gleb - this unfortunate one, who for some reason fell for you.

You lied so much that you seem to have forgotten what the truth is.

If you don't have the sample,

why the hell did you kill him?

-I was scared. He threatened me.

- Yes, cold.

All criminals say that.

If you want to have a child, tell me the truth.

-Yes, I wanted him to die. He ruined our lives with Gleb.

But, I swear to God, it was self-defense.

(children's voice) -Mom!

(baby crying)

-Kiss Me.

(baby crying) -Mom!

Mother!