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Yes!

- May I? - Hello.

Comrade prosecutor...

Why did you suddenly come to us?

Yes ***

Zuev!

Did you call, comrade chief?

So, guys.

I am happy to introduce you to our new colleague.

Well, comrade prosecutor came to see us at the right time,

all at once and you will get acquainted.

Konstantin Yuryevich Volkov,

transferred to us from the city of Kimry...

Where is this anyway?

It's better not to know, comrade prison warden.

I believe you, Kostya, I believe you.

Well, then, Andrei Valentinovich, the prosecutor, as you already understood.

Sasha Rybkin.

Roma Savelyev. They will tell you everything.

They will show you everything and very gently introduce you to the situation. Is that clear?

That's right!

Take the papers to HR.

- Yes, comrade prison warden. - You are free.

- When do you need it? - Today.

Crap…

Andryusha, let's not do it today. I have my mother-in-law's anniversary.

- So what? - So what! That's all!

Guests, brothers, sisters – everyone has arrived!

Vodka, shashlik...

What will I tell my wife?

I'm not interested in this.

- Andryusha, are you serious? - Listen!

Here is the verdict, the ruling.

There is a date there.

Why the hell does it matter to you when it happens?

I told you - I have an anniversary with my mother-in-law. That's all.

You can manage without me.

You can read, right?

Yes?

- Well, where is the administration, you understand. - Yeah.

There are garages and a utility block.

- Good health to you! - Hello.

Around the corner is the second building and the hospital. There.

Entrance to dates.

CDS.

Hello.

Do you smell the stench?

Yes, of course you feel it.

This is the canteen, here, on the first floor.

Cabbage today?

Well, no matter what they cook there, it always smells like cabbage.

The second building is there.

Stairs to the second and third floors.

Pyzhiki. Well, those who are on life sentence.

We're going this way.

Well, here we are.

Walks.

First.

- How many are there in total? - Five.

Here is the second one.

This is the third one.

What's wrong with you?

Professor, don't whine!

Let's go, I'll show you the fifth one.

Doctor.

Hey, what are you yelling about?

Renumcolic!

I beg you, doctor, citizen chief... Please, I beg you, doctor...

What? What renum?

Renal colic.

Accompanied by sharp pain in the lumbar region...

It gives off pain in the groin and...

Ouch... and in the stomach! Please, I beg you, citizen chief!

Guys, well... he really feels bad.

Citizens, bosses, please, I beg you...

Doctor, please, please...

Have you already diagnosed yourself?

Yes, Professor?

I have chronic pyelonephritis.

It hurts very, very much. I have it all written down in my medical record.

Please, I beg you…

And how are you with chronic pyelonephritis?

dismembered eight girls, huh?

Was it painful?

Remission stage…

Ah! Well, if it's in remission, then it's understandable.

Maybe we should really call a doctor?

There was no such thing, well...

fear, or something...

That you need to kill a girl and then saw her up,

sort by packages.

And you'll get colic!

You weren't afraid, were you?

What's wrong with you guys?

What?

- He's a human! - He's a human?

And you tell this to twelve women,

whose minor daughters he

raped, killed, dismembered,

and scattered body parts across landfills.

A good person?

Here... I think it says there were eight of them?

He confessed to eight.

Four more could not be proven.

No, well... let's say,

True, he has renal colic...

AND?

AND?

I have nothing.

What, there's nothing at all?

If you don't believe me, see for yourself.

Cotton wool, bandage...

Brilliant green, potassium permanganate.

Shut up!

What do you need?

What is needed for treatment?

This is Kostya. First day with us.

I see... Kostya.

Well, then, look, Konstantin.

First you need to measure your blood pressure,

then tap the lumbar region according to Pasternatsky...

And examination of the external genitalia.

Doctor, please forgive me, what is your name?

You just didn't introduce yourself.

Kulakov Peter Alekseevich.

Peter Alekseevich?

Look, Pyotr Alekseevich. A man is lying down,

the person feels bad, objectively.

Yes?

It doesn't matter that you have him here in handcuffs, it doesn't matter what he did,

it doesn't matter who he is!

Did you take the Hippocratic oath or not?

Please tell me what you need for treatment?

So that he, the bitch, would stop howling and writhing here.

So that I could just go to the nearest pharmacy and buy all this for you.

Dropaverine, papaverine, preferably in ampoules.

All?

Take some more syringes.

Ideally a two. If not, an five.

Where did he come from anyway?

From the city of Kimry.

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch...

Mom, let's have lunch quickly.

I still need to get back to work today.

Mother asked Katya

pay the utility bills that month.

Let him eat.

And today a double bill arrived.

Debt.

She just wasted the money and that's it!

How much money is there?

- What difference does it make how much money… - How much fucking money?

How do you talk to your father?

I asked a simple question.

How much of your money did Katya spend?

How many?

I'm not in it for the money.

I don't need your money!

Really? Then why are you talking about them?

Because you can't take money and not pay for electricity!

Tatyana Sergeevna! Forgive me, please!

And you, Pavel Petrovich, forgive me!

It's my fault! I...

I just needed to buy some pads, you know?

I can’t walk around with cotton wool in gauze, like you, Tatyana Sergeevna, all my life!

Your son doesn't earn a damn thing!

The most honest prosecutor in the region!

Oh well! I'm going to... take your hands off me...

I'm going to the track now...

I will work it all off, I will return it all to you, understand?

I hope you choke!

I can't live with your parents anymore!

I can't live with your mother.

So, this is how we pose the question?

How can he stand?

Andryusha!

You see, man...

man!

If he is a man, of course. M?

He says to his woman: yes, darling; yes, beloved...

I will earn money… I will steal!

But I will do as you want! Do you understand?

I don't think it makes sense to steal,

to rent a shack for you in this shitty city.

- Really? - Really.

Fine!

- What then? - What?

- What? - What?

What? Get a divorce?

What?

Let's get divorced!

Well, if you want...

You know, Andryusha, I think this is the best idea.

Well, while we're young.

At least I'm still young.

Our country has opened up for women

At my age, such opportunities!

And you will find someone simpler for yourself.

Someone...

Similar to your... mother.

They say it's true,

that men look for women who are like their mothers.

Scoundrel!

Son of a bitch! Ah!

- Calm down! - Bastard!

…the money is gone, there is nothing left to steal…

Vodka…

red five…

Hmm. Ketchup?

Whoever drinks it is your ke... Well, that's it, that's it, good.

Ketchup.

All.

Yes, I'm going out, I'm going out.

That's it, kisses.

Oh…

Something went wrong?

What kind of asshole are you?

You do not have the right to leave your workplace.

And you write a complaint against me.

To the Supreme Court.

- Definitely. - Well, that's decided.

On the way out.

Do those present wish to read the text of the verdict?

- No no.

No.

I wish.

Zuev Anton Valerievich,

born in nineteen sixty-two

with the participation of his mother Zueva Anastasia Danilovna

brutally killed sixteen people.

The mother, knowing about her son's pathological inclinations,

met the victims at the station,

offered to rent out a room, brought them to the apartment,

where Zuev A.V. carried out the massacre.

The following were killed:

Valueva Elena Ivanovna, 68 years old,

Zavyalova Ekaterina Semenovna, 56 years old,

Murzina Larisa Markovna, 65 years of birth,

Zhdanova Vasilisa Mikhailovna, 52 years of birth,

Shubina Milana Igorevna, born in 67,

Shapovalova Alexandra Bogdanovna, 70 years old…

Enough.

Well, that's enough, that's enough.

- With God. - Will the warden be present?

He trusts you.

Thank you.

On the way out.

For what?

Your appeal for clemency was rejected.

President of the Russian Federation.

What…

what to do now?

You will write a petition.

addressed to the people's deputies of our region?

Will you or not?

- Yes... - Let's get dressed.

Stand!

Stop! Go!

Go!

Help, why are you standing there? Come on!

Stand up!

Are you Anton Valerievich Zuev?

Are you Anton Valerievich Zuev?

- I hope you die, bitch! - Stop!

Calm down!

Against the wall!

Are you Anton Valerievich Zuev?

- Calm down! - Quiet!

Are you Anton Valerievich Zuev?

Yes, it is him, it is him.

What the hell is this mockery for?

All.

Rybkin.

Volkov.

Sanya, do you need a lift?

No, go ahead.

Bone... Weather...

I'm heading that way too.

Where are you...?

Here you go.

Great. Close.

Yes.

- Are you with your family? - Uh-huh.

With my wife and daughter.

- How old are your daughters? - Eight.

Class.

You are married?

I?

I... am just about to.

Right.

It's a good thing.

Well, go ahead.

I'm going there, to Socialist.

Well, that's, in short...

The wedding is scheduled for the twentieth.

Come too. Definitely.

Mom will make herring under a fur coat.

Sveta, Ira and I will prepare Olivier...

- So, the question is about the piglet... - What question?

Need a piglet.

Natasha, of course, he is not needed.

Well, everyone will get drunk in the first half hour.

No one will get to the piglet.

It will all end with me giving you a cold, fat pig...

Sasha, don't say that!

And what?

And it will sit in the refrigerator for three days,

until you throw it away.

Sasha, it needs to be hotter.

Who needs it?

That's the way it's done. There can't be anything hot at a wedding!

Or what, do you want everyone to say:

They didn't have any hot food, did they skimp on the guests?

It seems quite natural to me

to spare money on people you barely know,

who come to get drunk.

Okay, let's not!

Natasha…

Sash, I'm tired of you constantly resisting!

This is our wedding, and a wedding happens once in a lifetime,

and if you don't want a piglet, then I don't need anything at all!

Sasha, do you think I'm delighted with all this nonsense?

From these piglets?

From competitions for which you have to buy toilet paper?

But what should I do if this is the accepted practice?

If people don’t know how to do it differently?

Okay, that's it.

Go ahead. Good.

Two little pigs?

Listen…

Do you know how much one costs?

Well, screw it.

- Bachelorette party today? - Yeah…

- Behave. - Yeah.

… deserved it!

Come here!

- Dad! - Hello, champion!

How are you?

- Hello. - Hello.

- What's in the hat? - Because there's no bread.

- What connection? - Direct.

A second before you came in, I put on my hat to go get some bread.

Mom called.

So this is... what...

- Let me go. - Will you go?

Vanya, will you have a bun?

I will.

Then take the white one and three poppy seed buns.

- Yeah. - If there is. Here you go.

- Everything? - Everything.

There is nothing.

Girls, can I treat you?

Well, of course you can!

I'm Vadik.

The world.

Nice to meet you, Sveta.

- Marina. - Marinochka…

- Ira. - Nice to meet you, Ira!

And you?

Will you reveal the secret?

That's it, she's gone, consider her dying.

Before our eyes.

You can't tell. It looks pretty good.

Exactly, exactly.

She's getting married.

My congratulations!

Passiba!

Well, what's up to the wedding?

- To the wedding! - Hurray!

Hooray!

Come on, film me!

What do you do in general, what do you do in life?

What?

What are you doing, I say. Well, in life?

To sprout.

Not working?

And where?

Who the hell knows. Everyone works somewhere.

What?

I say, what are the plans?

When?

Listen, are we going to the same place?

Which one?

Yes, it's not far from here.

What's there?

Keep it down.

But I don't want it to be quieter.

What do you want?

- Come here. - Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on!

Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster, faster, faster!

Shhh… girls!

- I'm going home. - No…

Well, I have a shift. See you tomorrow.

- Let's go! - Come on, come on, come on, come on!

Girls, I'll take off my hat...

Ouch... Here, here! Ouch.

Oh...

Marin, they left a long time ago.

What, are they sick and will they track us down?

Okay, let's at least see Natasha off?

- We had a hen party... - I only have to walk two steps, come on!

- Well, let's see you out! - Okay, no, that's it!

I said – that’s it!

Kissed! Woof! Kissed! Woof-woof!

Mirages…

…This is our life…

Oh.

Oh...

Will you sit down yourself or should I help you?

No need…

Please…

I'll shoot you in the knee now,

No one will collect it for you in our hospital.

They'll cut off my leg, it's a shame.

Listen.

The party was a success, wasn't it?

What, really that much?

Did you spend the night at Svetka's?

Natasha?

What…

What's happened?

Why the hell did you even go there...

With these *** stupid? What the fuck?

I'm sorry.

Lunch, you troublemaker.

Yes, citizen chief!

Why don't you call them by their names?

Don't know.

What did he do?

He shot an investigator and two policemen with a sawed-off shotgun.

He injured three more.

Do you care?

Robber, take the food.

Why the Plunderer?

What did he do?

Read.

Article one hundred and sixty-two, paragraphs G. and D.

Yes, that's clear.

What did he do?

Talk to him yourself if you're interested.

Thank you.

Before you ask why we don't call them by their names,

I didn't think about it at all.

So what are your thoughts?

It's probably easier this way.

To whom?

Us.

To me.

Did something happen to you?

No. Why did you decide so?

Well, I'm just asking.

Everything is fine.

Nikolaev.

I was wrong.

Give it here.

That's it. Go.

Mykhailiuk.

Right now, just you wait.

Look, he didn't sign for himself.

Well, what an idiot.

- What should I do? - Anyway, I'm going.

Sign there for me.

Let him sign for him...

Right?

Rybkin.

Cross it all out and write to me again.

Change your last name and write...

You have nothing better to do.

It's your turn...

- Sign. - Uh-huh.

Volkov.

Cold.

Let's.

Until tomorrow

What is his name?

- No need... - What's his name?

Bitch!

- That's it, Valukh. - Go ahead.

See you.

You are Vadik, right?

Let's say so.

What, are there some problems?

No.

Glad to hear it.

Dude... what's wrong with you?

I'll kill you, creature.

- For what? - For what you did...

with Natasha.

- With which one? - Shut up.

Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, man, calm down!

I didn't do anything with her.

I'm telling you honestly, she wanted it herself.

Think about it, why the hell do I need these problems?

Do you think there are not enough women around?

I'm telling you seriously, she suggested it herself!

- Stop! - Quiet, quiet, quiet...

Listen…

Why did you fall for this bitch?

She needed to be explained why she had been drinking all night and...

So she told you that I made her do it.

I'm telling you seriously, she's a complete ***!

Get up.

Help.

He raped Natasha.

Beat her up.

I didn't want to kill him. I didn't want to!

But what could I do? What?

How did you end up there?

I saw that you stole a weapon.

I just decided to take a look.

God…

What - oh my god?

We are…

committed a crime.

And what?

How…

How - what?

Why, when you shoot in the "office",

you don't think it's a crime,

and when some asshole took it,

raped and beat your woman,

Do you think he can't be shot?

Because... I guess,

these people are in prison...

convicted.

Who?

By court.

What the *** court, San?

What, do you believe in our court?

A?

Do you think that those people,

who sit in solitary confinement on the death row,

these are the only people in our country,

who deserves to die?

No. I don't think so.

Then what's the problem?

So what's the problem?

Well.

Look, the state tells you,

that it's okay to kill people, right?

Yes. But it...

says that it is possible to kill after the trial.

When guilt is proven.

What, is it this faggot's fault?

In your opinion, it has not been proven?

Do you doubt his guilt?

- No. - Then what are we talking about?

I just think...

Suddenly she...

Did you behave like that yourself?

How?

Well, how should you behave so that you

beaten and raped?

You understand, right?

Okay... And those girls,

which the Professor cut into pieces,

Do you think they behaved any differently there?

Maybe they provoked him, no?

Don't you think so?

No.

Well, because the state told you,

that the Professor is bad and these girls are good?

And if this Professor had cut your Natasha into pieces,

Would you also think that she herself behaved in some way incorrectly?

Provoked him?

Would you doubt his guilt?

No.

That's all.

It won't fit in the pan. Do you have another basin?

- Uh-huh. - Will you bring it?

Listen.

At least wash it!

She was going to get married.

Everything needs to be taught.

Mom…

- What? - I...

What?

I was raped.

Him? Sasha?

No.

And who?

I…

I don't know him.

What, right on the street, I don't get it? Or what?

No. We…

the girls and I went to a bar...

To the bar. Got it.

Told who?

No.

Why the hell did you even go there?

Why the hell did you go there?

Would you marry me if you were me?

Why not?

Well…

I don't know.

I can't understand anymore...

how I feel about her.

How can one relate to her?

With sympathy only.

- With sympathy? - Well, of course.

It's not her fault that this happened to her.

And she didn't get any worse.

It's all like some kind of mockery, you know?

These parents of hers, her friends,

some relatives who are going to the wedding...

- Piglets. - Piglets?

Yes. Fucking piglets that were ordered as a main course.

I wasn't really eager to take part in all this anyway,

and now…

I don't understand at all...

For what?

How will I live with her?

Well, you can refuse.

I thought about it, but...

Then I'll look like a bastard.

How do I…

what to explain to her mother that...

why did it all turn out this way?

Wait, so you...

ready to marry a woman,

which you don't know whether you love or not,

so as not to seem like a bastard in front of her mother?

- Hello. - Hello.

Hungry?

Well, yes.

Let me feed you right now.

We have a salad here.

That's how it is...

How's work?

Fine…

- How are you? - Well, just like this…

We cook and boil all day long,

we cut salads…

Listen.

- Hello. - Hello.

Let me put it down.

Listen.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

For cigarettes.

Elam blue.

And vodka.

Oh!

What do you have here?

What...

Are you busy?

Yes, Vanya just dropped by.

M.

- Okay, I... - What did you want?

It's okay.

- I just bought... - Do you have any cigarettes?

Listen.

Oh, that's great, thank you.

Can I take three? He just has "Peter the Great".

Listen…

Passover.

- Well, I'll call you tomorrow? - Uh-huh...

- Well, bye. - Go ahead. Bye.

Where did you go?

The dinner has gotten cold.

Mom didn't wait.

Tomorrow he will come to help.

...hold hands, we are now going to talk through these cards...

Fine.

No need! Quiet, quiet, quiet, no need.

Do you love me?

You are not guilty of anything.

You are not guilty of anything.

You are not guilty of anything!

Bitter! Bitter!

Bitter! Bitter!

Bitter! Bitter!

Bitter! One!

Two! Three!

Four! Five!

Six! Seven!

Eight! Nine!

Ten!

We live in such difficult times...

But we must, we must love each other, right?

We need to support each other,

because the most important thing we have is what?

People, right?

- Everything else comes and goes, - Hello.

- And the people, I hope they stay. - Can we stay here?

- And people, I hope they stay. - Yes.

- Hello. - Let me introduce you.

- Sit down, sit down. - This is my wife, Nina.

Nice to meet you! Roman.

Nina.

Yes?

What else would I like to say...

You don't have to rush with the kids for now.

Live for yourself...

- Children, of course, - Maybe I should pour you some champagne?

- flowers of life, but - Let's go.

…there’s always time for that.

- The main thing is to get back on your feet. - Sorry.

and then you can...

- Thank you. - … And in general, of course,

Happiness is where there is mutual understanding.

Children!

Be happy!

And, well, as they say:

"Advice and love!"

Hooray-a-a-!

Natasha, listen, come here...

San, you know...

You are great! You…

You did everything right.

Let's drink to you.

- Do you think? - I know.

- Come on! - No!

- Come on, come on. - No, no, no.

- Come on, come on! - No-no-no.

- Thank you! - ***!

Thanks, bro!

Oops, oops! Stop, stop!

I'm sorry!

Could you pass me some vodka?

With pleasure.

Thank you.

It's normal, it's normal!

I told you, no one will eat this pig.

Why not, I...

- Nobody ate it! - I ate it.

- What is it? - Edible.

It's okay to be angry.

- What's wrong with you... - Hello.

- Hello… - Hello.

Please forgive me for… on such a day.

but I know what you did.

I know you killed a man.

You…

who in general?

Cats

Valery Igorevich.

I live in Khabarovsk.

Just arrived recently.

Why did you come?

I've come to see you guys.

I had some business with you...

But you see how things turn out...

Do you have any business with us?

The thing is that

my daughter, Olga Valerievna Kotova,

A criminal took the life of a man born in 1979.

You know him, guys.

He's sitting here in prison,

awaits execution of the sentence.

- Professor. Mansurov. - Well, and...

What?

And what I want is these…

with your own hands…

kill him.

I've prepared something for you.

Right here…

five hundred dollars.

I was going to give them to you.

I'll give them to you,

if you come to meet me.

Well, if you don't go, then

You yourself understand what will happen then.

Yes?