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Sergey?

Sergey, stay awake!

Sveta, honey...

"You can't hide behind "I'm just doing my job"!
You're complicit in all of this!"

- "You're messing with ruthless people."
- "I have nothing to lose!"

Hey! Wake up!

Wake up!

Thank God.

- You need to go to a hospital.
- No.

- Thirsty?
- I'm not going back to prison.

You're burning up. You could die.
You know that, you're a doctor.

Got to get the bullet out. Will you help?

No, we need to get you to a hospital.

We just need to find a pharmacy...
and then...

THE SURGEON

Chapter 1. THE WAY HOME

Oh, you're awake. Don't go back to sleep,
you'll miss all the fun.

- Why?
- You're in good hands now.

Don't get up.

Gunshot wound. Where did you get that?
Are you together?

He was hitching a ride. I picked him up
and brought him here.

I see. Lyuda, give him 1 cc of promedol

and prepare the operating room.
I'll call the police.

Got that, will do.

You come with me.

Julia...

Find my daughter.

Tell her I wanted to apologize.
Her name is Sveta.

Promise.

Let's go.

Wait here until the police arrive.

Doctor, hold on.

I know you have to report things like this.

But maybe this time you
can make an exception?

I have 30,000 here.

Why are you so concerned about him?

Did you really find him at the roadside?

Please.

See that camera?
Surprisingly, it actually works.

And I don't need your problems.

- But surely you can...
- No. Put your money away.

- Hello, this is Nikolskoye hospital.
- What can I do for you?

We have a patient with a gunshot wound.

- We're on our way.
- Thanks.

Shit!

- The police are here. Can you walk?
- Take the instruments.

She insisted that we don't call the police.

It all seems very suspicious.

Are you crazy?

Why are you doing this?

I'm an idiot. Probably.

You're definitely reckless.

- What's in there?
- It's a storeroom.

Alright, keep looking.

Andrey, we've lost him. Guard the exit!

Is everyone on board?

Forceps.

Who prepares organs like this?
There's nothing to stitch onto.

- It's within standard, Roman.
- This? Within standard?

Whatever you say.

Suturing the artery now. Does this edge
look standard to you?

- Want me to take over?
- No need.

Damnit. Clamp!

Pressure's dropping. No pulse.

Roman, let me.

Got it. Clamp.

- How is he?
- Pressure is stabilizing.

Okay, you do it.

Can you finish up without me?

Sure, Roman. Today is not your day.

Dmitry, assist me.

"This morning, at the Kuzema railway
station in Karelia,

an escaped convict was spotted
and police were called.

The man resisted arrest and was
shot dead by police.

He is believed to be Sergey Kovalenko."

I should go and identify the body.

And you need to get some rest and
clear your head. Take a couple of weeks off.

I have three operations scheduled.
How about I do them first.

- I guess I should tell Vera the news.
- And Sveta too.

Let's drink to Sergey.

Stop the bus please!

He's not feeling well. We'll catch up later.

Bye for now!

- Breathe, breathe.
- We need a pharmacy. Pharmacy.

- Vera?
- Hello.

Is Sveta there?

I think she's still in university.
Or elsewhere, I don't know.

Sergey was shot while trying to escape.

Are you listening?

- Yes.
- It's all over. I'll be with you soon.

Got to get the bullet out. Or there'll
be complications.

As if everything was going smoothly.

We've got everything we need.
Just need to find a place.

Not a hotel.

We can knock on a door? I've done
that on expeditions. They let people in.

Sure. They let us into the hospital.

This goes in here, right?

Okay... I got this...

Gauze pad...

- The surrounding area only.
- Okay.

Okay.

Anesthetic?

Yes.

That's plenty.

Around the hole.

Ready? Here goes.

You okay? And again.

That's enough.

No more. Alright, stick your finger
in the hole.

Which finger?

Doesn't matter. Find the bullet.

I think I found it.

Ready?

Ready.

It's out, it's out.

- Hi.
- Look who's here. Why didn't you call?

I did call. Some old guy picked
the phone up.

Thought I was his grandson.
Deaf as a post.

I spent 15 minutes consulting him
about erectile dysfunction.

Funny.

Cytology?

Yep, submitting a test right now.
Do you remember anything?

More or less.

- Done.
- Thank you.

I'll wait for you, okay? How about
we go somewhere?

That depends on the result.

Pass or fail.

Do you come here often?

Not really. It's expensive, but you
can always get a table.

- Too expensive.
- For some people, sure.

For an ordinary trainee in an
ordinary hospital.

What does my job have to do
with anything?

You can be a bank CEO and
live like a bum.

- And you're not a bum?
- What do you think?

I think you brought me here
to impress me.

Can I ask you a tough question?

Where does a trainee doctor get
this kind of money?

That's an easy question.

I just decided that I don't want
to depend on anyone.

If you have your own business and
you're smarter than others,

you can take a girl out to a
nice restaurant.

Are you bullshitting me?

Tell me the truth, I'm training to be
a doctor too, I want to know.

The thing is that not everybody can use
mainstream medical services.

Private clinics don't solve their
problems either.

What problems?

If you're a wanted criminal, for example.
And you get appendicitis.

Bank robbers get appendicitis too,
you know. Or you got shot.

The point is, discretion costs
a lot of money.

Ah, I get it. You're a mafia medic, right?

More like a freelancer.

I can take you
with me if you want.

If you're not scared, that is.

I'm not scared. I've always loved
adventure, since I was little.

It's my favorite genre of fiction.

Mom's calling. She's overprotective,
you know the type. I have to go.

I don't know how to tell Sveta.

She's never even mentioned him once.

Do you have any idea what will happen
if she finds out...

that we... That I... put her father
in prison?

I committed a major sin.

Because of you.

It was you who forced me to give
false testimony against him.

Quit the hysterics, Vera!

You did everything right.

He drowned his journalist girlfriend.

He's a murderer and a filthy bastard,
didn't he deserve prison?

I don't know, I'm trying to work it out.

You were the only one to gain
from it, right?

What?

Didn't you want to get rid of him?

What? What did you just say?

Huh?

Sveta, come have dinner.

Where are you going?

Listen.

I'll go it alone from here. Don't interrupt.

You saved me three times. I'm grateful
for that. But it's too dangerous.

Police will shoot first and ask questions
later. Understand?

I need to go to Moscow too.

It'll be... easier together.

But it's not right. You should have
turned me in long ago.

If they catch us, you're an accomplice.
To a serious crime.

Well, it's too late now.

We're already
on the hospital security cameras.

And I already thought about that.

I'll say that I've got... what is it...

Stockholm syndrome. Or that you
were threatening me.

Why do you need all this trouble?

You need to change your dressing.
You can't do it on your own.

There's a railway station not far
from here.

Alright, listen.

We go.

But at the first sign of danger,
you leave me.

Don't take any risks. Got that?

The face is... a scary sight.

On a scale of one to ten,
it's a seven or an eight.

Well, are you ready?

- Don't worry, I'm used to it.
- Pull him out.

That's not him. Not Kovalenko.

- Not him? Are you sure?
- Yes. Don't panic.

What am I supposed to do?

Calm down and wait. The cops
are all on the lookout.

He'll turn up sooner or later.
And we don't even know if he's alive.

No, he's alive. I can feel it.

Can you guarantee my safety?
That's your responsibility, isn't it?

Stop yelling. We'll talk when I get
back to Moscow.

I'm not yelling!

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Then what was the yelling about?

Sometimes I just want to shout at
everyone I work with. Don't you?

No, I don't.

I was thinking, maybe we need a
change of scenery?

Move to the city for a while.

We can stay in my apartment.
Closer to university for Sveta.

To the city?

That's strange, when did you ever
care about that?

Bulatov saw the body. It's not him.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

Alright. Let's move to the city.

I meant about Sergey.

What do you want me to say?

- Let's get drunk tonight?
- You're already doing fine on your own!

Two, please.

- When does the train leave?
- There's a timetable outside.

Thanks.

See? I'm on every billboard.
Easy to recognize.

I'll go alone from here. It's dangerous.

- Nobody even looks at these notices.
- Don't argue.

Just walk calmly.

Are they looking at us?

No.

How long till the train gets here?

- Four minutes.
- We'll wait.

Where is it, where is it...

Stay calm, come closer.

Attention, passengers!

A freight train
is approaching on line one southbound.

Keep away from the edge of the platform!

Hey, you two.

- Ready?
- What for?

Jump!

- Got any plans for tonight?
- None so far.

I've got a medical gig for us.
Nothing criminal, don't be scared.

- I'm not scared.
- Excellent.

You'll have to do a couple of stitches,
maybe reattach an ear.

And take payment.

Something like battlefield first aid. You in?

- Maybe.
- It's an adventure, like you wanted.

When, where?

I'll send you the address.

It's been two days since he escaped.
Is he Rambo or something?

How could he get away? Why can't
the cops catch him?

Can't they track him with street cameras?
This is the 21st century! What's going on?

Everyone's on it, there are no leads yet.

I get the impression that someone's
helping him.

And his escape was arranged.

Are you insinuating that I helped him
escape from prison?

Those are your words. But it would
make sense. You have a motive.

I'm no good to you as a surgeon.
You think I'm not up to the job.

Are you up to it? You made a mess
of the last two operations.

Good thing Roifmann took over.

It wasn't my fault. Who prepares the
organs? He's the one to blame...

Sit down! Sit!

And calm down! You're being paranoid.

I need you in the clinic. You're my
best surgeon.

You're my business partner, Roman!

And my friend, for that matter.
Pull yourself together.

I'm sorry, bro.

Go home to your wife. Take tomorrow off.

Come on Wednesday at 8, we'll discuss
your operation schedule.

We have a lot of work lined up.

- Thanks, Vladimir.
- Don't mention it.

Work it, Maga! Maga! Maga!
Maga! Come on!

Bring it on!

Come on, Maga!

You okay? Isn't Maga great?

- Super!
- This is a good fight.

Our work will be easy. Come on, Maga!

Let's go.

Get the anesthetic ready.

It's just for show.

After a fight they're so full of adrenaline
they don't need anesthetic.

They don't feel a thing.

Who's fixing Maga up, me or you?

You. I've never done any stitches.

- Okay, and you do it next time.
- Next time?

Oh, we're up.

Whoa! Bring him over here.

Sit him down.

Maga? Look at me, look at me.

Holy... Murad, what happened?

He was fine when we left the ring.

He got elbowed.

There was one minute left!
One minute!

But no, he charged forward!

Okay, anesthetic.

Murad, we'll do everything we can,
but you have to take him for an MRI.

Head injuries are no joke. Look at
the state he's in.

Hold this.

What was that?! Do you know
what just happened?

It's fine! Someone had to lose.

No-no-no. It was that bastard
who should've lost!

I had arrangements!

You have any idea what kind of people
trusted me with their money?!

What am I supposed to do now? Hide?

Your problem, you fix it. It was a
fair fight. Luck wasn't on our side.

Hold up, Murad. What exactly do you
mean by "luck"?

You promised me the other guy
wouldn't last three rounds!

Hey, are you blaming me?
Who do you think you are?

Go fuck yourself!

I'm taking him.

Tell his people they can buy him back
if they want.

He's a good fighter.

We'll fix him up.
He'll work for us.

Come out.

Who are you?

Medic. She's my assistant.

Are you a good medic?

The best.

What did you see?

Nothing at all.

Stitch him up.

Hi.

- Good evening.
- Wanna come with me?

Okay.

Sorry, not tonight.

That was wild. I think it's the most
excitement I've had in my life.

I even liked that things went wrong.

Sveta, it isn't a game.

It's my fault for dragging you into
that shit. I was so scared.

Relax.

Not for me, I was scared for you.

Well, I wasn't even slightly scared.
Because I was with you.

You really are just like you said.

The best.

Let me call you a taxi. Your parents
are probably worried about you.

Whatever you say.

It's on its way.

Ah, I almost forgot.

Your share.

I took payment up front.

A great way to end a night out.

Taxi.

I'll call you.

Bye.

"MOSCOW 70 KM"

Thanks!

- You okay?
- I'm alright.

It's been three years. I never
missed the place.

I like coming home.

Especially in the morning.

It's like, you wake up and you're
home again.

Listen up.

I won't have a better opportunity
to say I'm sorry

for dragging you into this mess.

It's a mess.

If you have problems with police
back to Moscow,

find Bulatov.

Vladimir Bulatov, he's my friend.
Not much of a friend, but...

Anyway, tell him I want him to
help you, and he will.

Alright. Can't he help you too?

No, that's a bad idea.

Here, you'll need it.

Thanks. I'll return it. I memorized
your phone number.

"Our train has arrived to Moscow,
Tovarnaya station..."

- Hello.
- Are you Julia Nesterova?

- Yes.
- Is there anyone there with you?

- No.
- Mind if I check?

Come in.

Nobody here.

Thank you, sergeant, I'll take it from here.

- My name is Vladimir Bulatov.
- I'm Julia.

When did you last see Sergey Kovalenko?

This morning.

So he's in Moscow?

Probably.

We split up in the metro.

In the metro?

Did he say anything
about his plans, where he's headed?

Has he mentioned any names,
or called someone?

I don't know where he is.

Julia, Julia...

He held you hostage for several days.

What did he tell you about himself?

That he's a doctor, and that he
didn't kill anyone.

So he told you about the murder.

Yes.

He said he's innocent,
and he was framed.

Are you an investigator?

You're brave.

Anyone else in your
position would've panicked,

and you didn't even call the police.

You said it yourself, I was being
held hostage.

If Kovalenko makes contact with you
you'll have to notify the police.

Naturally.

I bet you miss your car.

I saw it. It's parked round the corner.

I hope you heard me and we won't
see each other again.

You didn't answer my question.

I know Sergey very well.

He's a cold,
calculating murderer and a pathological liar.

You're incredibly lucky to be alive.
And no, I'm not an investigator.

I once considered him my closest friend.
Call me if you have any information.

Goodbye.

Let me in?

I'm not here to hurt you, I just
want to talk.