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India, 5 a.m.

THREE YEARS PRIOR

Roads are empty.

The driver's Indian.

Just like in the movies. Turban, bindi, the works.

Speeding like a madman.

I'm terrified, watching the map on my phone to see how far is left.

A truck pulls out of a junction and comes straight at us.

On our side of the road.

Colleagues, friends!

I'm not good at making speeches. That's Roman's line of expertise.

Thanks, Vladimir.

You're welcome.

But today is a special day for the clinic,

an anniversary.

So I'm obliged to stand up and say something.

Let's drink to these gentlemen,

whom I love and respect greatly.

Roman, Sergey, raise your glasses. We couldn't have done this without you.

Hurrah!

- Are we done? - Huh?

- You said we can go after Bulatov's toast. - Ah, sure, you can go.

Really?

Well, no, I mean let's stay another half an hour.

Is something wrong? Are you feeling unwell?

No, I'm fine. Everything's fine.

- All good? - All good.

- Who are you texting to? - Just a patient.

A female patient.

That too. It's work stuff.

I'm sorry. You want some more wine?

No thanks. Don't drink too much, okay?

Ilya, we'll have it in two weeks. Two and a half at most.

Look, I'm at a party right now. Later, okay? Bye.

Vera, could you grab that? Thanks.

Wow, so trusting.

Maybe you'll tell me your passcode too?

1506.

- My birthday? - Yes.

1506. That's not it.

Maybe it's your girlfriend's birthday?

Nope. It's probably mine.

0707.

- You remember when my birthday is? - Of course I do. Stand closer.

Of course I remember.

Sergey broke the restaurant window on your last birthday.

- The one before last. - Oh, was it?

Yes, I had to pay for the window so I remember it well.

- I bet that hurt. - I think it hurt Sergey more.

You're incredibly beautiful.

Your girlfriend's quite something too. What's her name? Lena?

Yes, Lena.

- How long have you been together? - Two months already.

- Wow, two months. - I'm going for a record.

- Well, congratulations. - Thanks.

Are you in love with her?

No, I love someone else.

- But she's taken. - And she's my best friend's wife.

- Okay Roman, I'll be going. - Vera, I can't just let you go like that.

Give my phone back.

Sorry. Busted.

I'll go separate Sergey from his whiskey before he gets completely wasted.

THE SURGEON

Chapter 4. INFIDELITY

- Isn't it late for phone calls? - Yeah... It's my patient.

Maybe you should pick up? Maybe it's urgent?

No, I explained everything to her, she's just nervous about the operation.

Okay.

Dad, don't press all the buttons at once.

You press this one and go forward. No, Dad, no!

I got this, I got this! That's my strategy, pressing all the buttons.

- No, Dad, that's stupid! - Whatever...

Hey, you two. Isn't it time for bed?

Move, you're in the way! Look what you did! We have to start over...

- Let me fix everything! - Hey, hey, what? You weren't playing!

No, no, no!

- Ejecting! - Go away, Mom!

- Mom's heavy! - Mom!

We ejected Mom and can safely continue playing. I'm in, I'm in.

Hey, let me play! And I lost again.

Cause you keep playing like a noob. You need to press this button!

This is Sparta! You're banished! I'll play alone! Alone at last.

- Finally, I can enjoy the game. - You can't win this alone.

Quiet, quiet, quiet. Just watch. Watch me win.

Just watch me... there you go.

See? When you're a quiet observer... Hop, hop! Did it, that was easy.

Ah, you helped a bit. Nice... Here, you can have this button.

- Hang on, hang on, hang on... - Come on, do it. And I'll cover here...

...And this one... Hop! Jumped right over him...

How's our football player?

Doing fine. All signs are normal.

- He's been sleeping more than 8 hours. - Excellent.

I think we can schedule the final operation on the 10th.

- Should I inform his mother? - Let's wait another day, then tell her.

Sergey, if everything works out, you could get a Nobel prize.

A Nobel Prize? Come on, Roifmann.

But if I do get any recognition, it will be thanks to this tough little guy.

Hey, kiddo.

Promise me that when you get better and grow up,

you'll keep on supporting your team.

- My dad supports them as well. - That's cool.

Hi, Vera.

I want to apologize for last night. I'm sorry if it was inappropriate.

I just get nervous when I'm near you. There's no point in denying that.

I don't want it to damage our relationship.

Our friendship means a lot to me.

So yeah, I'm sorry.

Let me know when you have time, we can get a coffee or have lunch.

Talk to you later. Bye.

Hi.

I'm free after lunch, so...

if you want

or need to talk...

let me know.

May I join you, Doctor?

What's so interesting on your phone?

A client.

So much joy from an ordinary client?

She made a funny joke, that's all.

Your client made a joke?

- Just a funny joke. - Oh yeah?

- Tell us, Mom. - Yes, go on. I want to hear it too.

Nah, it's an in-joke between us, you wouldn't get it.

- Tell us, maybe we'll get it. - Yeah, maybe we'll get it.

Okay.

- My client has a husband and... - A lover.

- Right. - Piece of shit.

- Sveta. - Sorry, keep going.

Well, she asks both her husband and her lover

to buy her the latest iPhone so she can sell one of them.

Okay, that makes sense. It's an old scam.

Exactly, I told her it's old, and she writes back,

"Old but gold."

- Okay, where's the joke? - See, Dad, it's kind of...

For Mom it's ROFL. But really it's just cringey.

- Zoomer daughter, boomer dad. - So what does that make Mom?

MILF.

- Dad, ew. - Why ew?

Well, then?

Let's get drunk?

- Sounds good. - Sveta, want a glass?

- She's too young. - Cheers!

Oh wow.

- Well? - Well?

- How interesting. - What?

- What's this? - What is it? Are you objecting?

No, it's just a bit strange, I guess.

- Strange? - Kind of.

- You haven't been like this in a while. - I didn't notice time passing.

Let's just say I missed you.

It's you who's become strange. Mysterious, interesting.

Oh yeah?

And what was I like before? Dull and boring?

No, but now you take your phone to the bathroom.

- I've always done that. - You're always writing to someone.

And hiding your screen.

It's you who taught me to do that.

It's "because it can be distracting."

Come on, what do you think is on my phone? Dick picks?

1385, check it if you want.

I'll load the washing machine.

- The car's rocking. - Let it rock.

Someone might see us.

Let them see us. And be happy for me.

You want that, yeah? Us to be seen?

- You want that? - To be honest... I kind of do.

Kiss me.

Having a good time?

Open the door, will you? Why are you hiding, guys?

Fuck...

Sergey, I'll open it! Sergey, chill, I'll open it!

Roman, where are you going? Why are you running? Let's talk!

Roman, how would you rate my wife? Was she good?

Sergey, that wasn't planned.

- Was it an accident? - Well...

Were you just walking along and tripped

and fell with your dick in my wife?

"Oops, sorry, Vera, didn't mean to", is that it?

Stop, that's enough!

You wait for me here, got that?

Stop it!

- Sorry, did you want to say something? - Calm down.

Did you want to say something? How did this happen?

How did this happen?! He's my best friend!

And our daughter's godfather! How could this happen?

I don't know what to say.

I know what to say. You're a whore. A filthy whore. You got that?

Get away from her!

A gun?

- Okay, shoot me. - You two, calm down.

- Shoot. - I will.

Shoot.

- Stop or I'll shoot! - Shoot.

Sergey, I'm sorry!

Come here, you.

- Sergey... - Come here.

Calm down and let's talk! Let's just talk!

Stop this.

I want him to rate my wife first!

- Sergey, it hurts. - Sure it does.

- Let's get her to the clinic. - It's too far. Call an ambulance!

Okay, okay.

- It's bad, isn't it? - You'll be fine.

Whore.

You made us wait 15 minutes with a gunshot wound?

- Who are you? - He's the victim's husband, a surgeon.

Wonderful. And what are you doing here?

Waiting for you. What were you doing out there? Smoking?

Chatting on the phone? How about you get to work?

She needs urgent treatment and a surgery.

There's a bullet in her abdomen. A rubber bullet.

- How are you feeling? - Fantastic.

Are you completely stupid? I told you what to do.

I examined the wound. Get her to a surgeon, now!

- Shut up. - Please leave.

- I want to talk to the surgeon. - He won't come until you leave.

Are you stupid?

- Shut your mouth. - Yeah?

Yeah. And get out of here.

Mister! I'm going to call security.

Get out.

Come on, get out of here.

- I'll talk to you later. - Go, go, out of the room.

Officer, could you ask this man to leave?

He's blocking the light. I don't feel safe.

Sergey, isn't it? Sit down, please.

He screwed my wife and now he doesn't feel safe.

Did you think it would end well, idiot?

Sergey, I'll give you a pen and paper.

I want you to write down

the circumstances of how your wife received a gunshot wound.

What circumstances? This idiot screwed her and then shot her.

It was self-defense.

Were you scared she would fuck you to death? Actually she could do that.

She's strong. And you're weak, right? Didn't make her come?

No, she said she never came like that before. She almost fainted.

Does that answer your question?

That's enough, gentlemen.

You're both adults. Sergey, here's a pen and paper.

Without going into excess detail. Describe what happened.

In chronological order.

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Stop! Alexey, help! Back off, you!

Calm down, both of you!

- You're so brave in front of the cops! - Put him in the wagon!

- Come here, you scumbag! - Sit down!

Come here. You piece of shit! Come here, you bastard!

Enough. I think we're standing still.

I don't want to do it any more. I'm sick of it. I can't stand it, Mom.

If you like it so much, you play it!

- Play it through once and you can go. - I'd rather stay at home!

- What's the matter? Are you arguing? - Sveta wants to quit the violin.

I think it's normal not to want to do things I don't like.

- But you're making good progress. - Your teacher praises you.

She likes getting paid for lessons.

Well then, you don't have to do it.

Really?

Why do it if you don't like it? Quit.

- Wow, thanks, Dad. - You're welcome.

You can stop going to school too. Dad said you don't have to.

Brilliant!

Don't say that about school.

I just don't want my daughter doing things she doesn't like.

And I recommend you do the same.

I...

I can't go on like this.

I don't get it. Am I forgiven? Or not forgiven?

I've always believed that a child should live with two parents.

I want to live with my daughter.

I don't want to have to work around your schedule

and come to where you live in order to see my daughter.

Everything was great before.

We both loved you, but you decided to ruin everything.

You decided you want to fuck my friend,

and this is the result.

...Aijan Abayeva. I'm 35.

- I'm from the city of Balkhash. - How did you learn about the organ trade?

Aslan urgently needs a transplant.

He might not survive the flight home.

He's a good client, well-connected. We need to do something.

What are you doing?

It's chafing.

Did you check the donors for the ambassador?

- Yeah. None of them are good. - Why?

Two are poorly matched, the third one has health risks.

- What risks? - He has all the details.

Hypertension and thrombocytosis. Not a death sentence.

- Risks! - We'll pray for her.

Confirm donor number three.

In that case this clown can do the operation, not me.

This clown can answer questions at conferences then.

How can I ever replace you, Roman?

You love the attention, you'll be sad without it.

You'll bitch and moan and blame me...

- Vladimir, I can't work like this. - I don't want to work with you.

- Get lost then. - Shut up, both of you!

I'm tired of your bickering. This is business.

You need to swallow your pride and work together.

Donor number three, it'll be my responsibility.

- Your responsibility? - Yes.

But I have to operate?

Find another donor, I'm not doing it.

I won't risk the life of a donor, not even to save someone else.

Or let this clown do the operation.

Is nothing sacred?

Why Vera? Why not someone else? Your friend's wife.

Vladimir, I apologized a hundred times. What else can I do, hang myself?

Check your phone, I sent you some photos.

Six months judging by the dates.

So this was before Vera and me?

How do I know when you and her started? Pair of idiots.

We pause Sergey's research work. He needs put in his place.

- Are we pausing the brittle boy too? - Yes.

- What next? - I'll let you know when I decide.

So I'm going back to doing operations?

Sure, but Sergey will operate on the ambassador. See you later.

- Hello. - Hello.

- You look great. - Thanks.

- As you always do. - Please...

Is Sergey in some kind of trouble?

Our security team started tailing the journalist

who's trying to discredit us online.

A blogger named Marina Kolodina. Have you heard of her?

No. How does this involve Sergey?

Oh, I see.

Well, I guess I can't complain.

After what I did to him.

If all you wanted was to tell me that my husband is cheating on me,

I'll be going.

- What if it started a long time ago? - What's the difference?

I didn't know when I cheated on him. So what I did was...

What I did was shitty, and the same goes for you.

Shitty is when you treat your own wife like dirt

and turn her daughter against her, all while cheating on her.

That bastard doesn't deserve you.

That bastard is a very, very good father.

I don't know what kind of father I'll be,

but I know for sure that I love you.

I want to have a child with you.

Get a divorce and marry me.

Please, please, please, don't do that.

- Vera. - Please don't.

I can sell my share of the clinic. We can go live somewhere else.

No, please, please...

You're...

You're the best.

And the bravest. Okay?

Vera, let's go to my place?

No, Romeo.

I can't.

Marina Kolodina.

Journalism student.

200,000 subscribers.

She's on the waiting list for a kidney transplant.

She has photos from Belin, same dates as your conference a year ago.

"The beautiful, boozy Berlin."

After that trip you got me hooked on Zweigelt

and stopped making love to me.

And...

It doesn't matter who started first.

It matters that you turned Sveta against me.

That's unfair.

That makes you a scumbag, Sergey.

Let's get a divorce.

Or how about we...

How about we apologize to each other and start over?

From a clean slate.

Like nothing ever happened.

What for?

I guess because...

Because I love you. And we're a family.

I know that I made a terrible mistake.

Please forgive me for making that awful mistake.

You've said that Roman is a weakling,

that he doesn't have balls.

Do you have the balls to forgive me?

Something died inside me and left an empty space.

So you don't have the balls.

You don't have the balls and you never did. And you know what?

If not for Roman, you'd have rotted away in your research institute.

Everything would've been different. Maybe I'd have been happy.

How is he?

Not bad on the whole. But his medication was withheld today.

Head doctor's orders, they said.

You scumbag. Taking your frustrations out on an 8-year-old kid?

I need to do one last operation. He'll be a vegetable without his meds.

He never had a chance.

Says who? You brainless primate!

The bone marrow transplant is engrafting! The procedure is working!

I've had enough of your crying about "the poor 8-year-old boy"!

Stop playing Jesus! You don't care about the kid!

All you care about is experimenting on him!

You and I both know that even if everything works out,

the kid won't live more than two years, and his life will be hell.

Medications...

Or what? You'll complain to your journalist blogger girlfriend?

What the... Are you spying on me?

I'm not. Our security team is. So calm down and shut your mouth.

You go back to transplants and we'll reevaluate your performance.

If it wasn't for Bulatov you'd be unemployed. Any questions?

You can go.

- Dr. Kovalenko, you can't be here. - Give me the keys, please.

- Dr. Titov said not to. - He changed his mind, it's fine.

- Nobody told me... - Give me the keys!

I'm the chief surgeon, why should I have to ask you twice?

I can't, I'll be fired.

Where is it?

Sergey, you're insane! Insane!

You're nuts. What is your problem? Why didn't you call me?

What are you doing? All because of two stupid vials of medicine!

Titov wants to fire you. I barely persuaded him to wait until tomorrow.

- Who cares? Let him fire me! - Stop this nonsense! We need you here!

Yes, we've put your research on hold,

because it's a burden on the clinic, there's no profit from it!

Great. I'm needed, but my research is on hold.

That makes no sense, Vladimir! You're like a kid.

It doesn't happen overnight. It needs at least another six months.

Okay, here's the deal.

You do transplants until the end of the year.

Everyone that Titov confirms, I mean both patients and donors.

If everything goes smoothly, we reinstate your research.

Did you hear what I just said?

The kid's final operation is scheduled for the 10th.

It has to be done no matter what. And he needs his meds.

I'll cover the cost if I have to.

Alright, operate on the kid, but then you're on hold.

I'll talk to Titov and you'll get your medications. Psycho!

You have to apologize.

To Roman. Those are his conditions.

That's it.

- "M-hm" what? Did you hear...? - Of course I did, "apologize to Roman".

Regarding Marina...

- What Marina? - The journalist from the conference.

She doesn't know anything and won't do anything. I'll talk to her.

I give you my word. Don't do anything to her.

Stay away from her, she's just using you to get inside information.

Do the ambassador and we'll forget about her.

Everything's going to be fine.

I don't get it.

Who's this?

Sveta, what's going on?

Sveta.

Go outside, please.

Not talking to Dad, are you?

I told her we're getting divorced, so...

Find the strength in yourself to let us go without a fight.

Why do you need to go anywhere? This is your house, stay here.

I don't want to live in this house.

Are you going to live with him?

That's none of your business, dear.

No, but it's my business where my daughter will live.

Address any questions to my lawyer Alexey.

- We've met before. - That's all.

Sergey, one more outburst and I'll take everything from you.

The clinic holds the rights to your research.

If you behave I'll sign them over to you one year from now.

Let's just go our separate ways and get on with our lives.

I need ten seconds to go upstairs.

Seven seconds to open the safe.

Five seconds to grab an extra handful of cartridges.

And ten seconds to come back down. You have 32 seconds to get out.

Sergey, there's no need to be upset.

I'm not upset, I'm just going to grab my gun and paint the walls with your brains.

Then I'll grab some bleach and scrape them off, bit by bit.

Let's go, let's go.

Damn, Sergey.

Warn me when you're coming here. Or at least let me know you've arrived.

You scared me.

I heard you muttering upstairs and decided not to disturb you. Are you done?

No, but I'm glad you're here.

- Thanks. What are we celebrating? - You're going to like it.

I've never liked surprises, they never live up to expectations.

Are you drunk?

What's the occasion?

I'm getting divorced.

Aha.

- Oh. No, of course, it's nothing special. - I'm sorry, it was just out of the blue.

Even with your cynical attitude, you can't deny

that me getting divorced has practical benefits for us.

Sergey...

Did the clinic do any kidney transplants in the past 3 to 4 days?

Are you kidding? I'm getting divorced!

I got that, but this is important. Please answer my question.

I don't know, probably, maybe. Why?

Sorry.

Roifmann's calling. We have a big operation tomorrow. I have to answer, I'm sorry.

Yes, Alik?

That's great news... Sure, but I'd start even sooner.

What's the count again?

Yes, let's do that then. Umm...

Alik, it can wait until tomorrow, okay? I have to go now.

It's my personal property.

My friend was killed. And this document is proof

that the clinic buys organs on the black market.

The clinic's ass is covered, but they won't forgive you. Or me.

I'm going to publish my investigative documentary online.

You were just using me as a tool in your game. I get it now.

Are you Sergey Kovalenko?

Yes.

I'm Captain Golovanov. Criminal investigator.

I need you to come with us.

Guys... What's going on?

Why won't you tell me?

I presume you've been here before?

I was here yesterday, my friend Marina Kolodina lives here.

Follow me.

What's going on?

- Come closer. - I can't.

Do you recognize her?

Yes, it's Marina. What happened?

Some local kids found her body in the lake. We're investigating.

I have to get to work.

Cameras show that you left her house at around 10 p.m. What happened next?

I went home and got drunk.

Why?

My wife left me.

- And who was Marina to you? - A friend.

I see.

Don't leave the city, please. I'll call you. We might need your assistance.

Go back to the car, they'll give you a ride to work.

The most important part of his treatment is done.

He did great.

His grandma is outside, I'll go calm her down.

- Sure. - I'll be right back.

Roifmann, all the treatment and therapy plans for the kid are in my office.

You take over, okay?

- Sergey, what's going on? - They set me up.

- Sergey Kovalenko? - Yes.

I have an order for your arrest.

Wait, what for?

Sources connected to law enforcement have confirmed that a well-known blogger

29-year-old journalist Marina Kolodina, was murdered.

She was found drowned in a lake near her rented home outside Moscow.

Sergey Kovalenko, a prominent transplant surgeon, has been arrested

on suspicion of murder. The two have been having an affair.

Investigations are ongoing.

Vera,

In your statement you deny that you

initiated the divorce proceedings that Mr. Kovalenko told us about.

I know nothing about any divorce. We never discussed divorce.

But on the day of the murder you left home with your belongings.

My daughter and I went to spend the holidays in St. Petersburg with my mother.

You also claim that

you didn't know of your husband's relationship with Ms. Kolodina,

or about an affair between them.

No, I heard about it in the news.

After all of this happened.

Very well then. Do you stand by your statement?

Yes, I do.

Mr. Kovalenko, do you stand by your statement?

Any objections?

- You can go for now. - Thank you.

I'll show you out.

May I have a word with my client?

Yes, of course.

Well, Sergey, things don't look good.

Her neighbors confirmed hearing an argument.

Your fingerprints are all over her house,

and your sperm was found in her body.

All in all,

I can't suggest anything better

than to make a plea bargain. Or, in other words,

to confess to the crime.

We find Sergey Kovalenko,

born in 1977, guilty of the crime

under Part 2 of Article 105 of the Russian Criminal Code,

"premeditated murder committed for personal gain".

He is therefore sentenced to 18 years

in maximum security prison.

Sergey, is there anything you'd like to tell the press? Dr. Kovalenko?