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Let's go!

Come on!

Come on!

Hold!

Take it!
Like that.

Carefully.

Quiet!

Wash it twice a day
and don't let it lie of this side.

Comrade veterinarian!

They asked for you at the station.

- Who did?
- Some woman.

She says, she's your former wife.

Matvey, what a timid boy!

- Where is she now?
- I sent her to your house.

Come on!
Otherwise she might change her mind.

Guys, let't take it, lift it!
Come on!

Lift it!

Come on!
Let's go.

Let's go.

Matvey!

Is anyone here?

Leonid Bichevin

Alexander Bukharov

Maria Andreeva

SILENCE

"With patriotic pride, all perceive
the statement of the speaker,

that Soviet Union eliminated
war consequences in a short time".

Good afternoon.

Looking for me?

I talked to the editor
of the local newspaper,

he promised to publish articles about the life
of criminal inverstigation department.

Do we need that?

Everyone is afraid of you.

That's right.

Well, I'm broke, I need a job.

Captain!

Here's what I found on today's case.

- How much longer?
- We'll go right now.

A damsel got divorced
and went to another one.

The man left her a room in town,

he's gone.

3 months later she wised up,
understanding her ex was made of gold.

She dashed for him,
he was working as a vet.

The collective farm gave him
a house out in the sticks.

She comes there
and the man goes on the lam.

Actually, some other man
was working instead of him.

According to the docs he was her ex-husband,
but in fact - an imposter.

And in the collective farm
they just shrug shoulders,

sayiing he was sent
and we accepted him.

The documents seem to be all right.

- And he worked well.
- Stop it, let's go.

He knew what he was doing.

Why are you standing, writer?
Let's go.

Let's go.

More dilligence, guys!

To this side!

Look better!

Long life! Two border guard
detatchments're driving the place.

The wife's in the house.

Captain!
Citizen Nechaeva.

Well, well...

Why did you, citizen Nechaeva,

leave your husband?

A hero, two Bravery medals, and you?

I was a fool, I come clean.

He didn't like to live in town.

He was a construction worker
and said he missed the land.

His village was burnt down in 1942,

all the same where to go,
just to get out of town.

- I got it.
- And I didn't want to leave the town.

Do you recognize anything?

- Yes, the travel bag and the cape.
- Are you sure?

- Let's take them to the experts.
- And here's the razor.

It had belonged to his grandfather.

And this bastard used it.

When did you last see your husband?

In the end of May.
At the station.

Do you recognize this man?

I was already asked that.
No.

The dead crow scares away
the live ones.

Why the dogs?

A stranger with false documents.

The border is near.

Do you get what it's all about?

A spy?

The dogs reached the railroad
and lost the scent.

Petr Andreevich!

One of the dogs sensed something.

No...

No!

No!

Fyodor, take her away.

Broken cervical vertebrae mean
he was probably strangled,

I think, with a rope.

It happened about three months ago.

And what about the victim?
Where did he serve? Any friends or relatives?

I recalled something.
An interestiing case.

Writer, you're welcome.

Here're the finngerprints

of the false vet.

It happened

two years ago, just after the war.

In the neighbourhood they found
a body of a old Finn in the river.

He lived as a hermit,
so the time of dissapearence is unknown,

but the experts suppose the body
has been in the water for about 6 months.

Meanwhile someone was living in the house,

feeding the dog and vanishing
when the body was found.

So, the fingerprints.

I bookmarked it with a paper here.

The fingerprints

are the same.

How was the old man murdered?

Strangled with a cord,
that's why I recalled it.

He wasn't identified then,

the materials were sent
to criminal investigation.

About thirty,
knows how to treat animails,

probably, from a village.

Sergey!

Yes?

Interrogate the collective farmers.

Probably, someone knows
the distinctive marks.

- Check the trains.
- Great!

Tomorrow we play with the firefighters.

- A friendly match.
- I don't play.

It you want to write
about criminal investigation -

play football.

PORT ADMINISTRATION

Larisa, come to my office.

Yes?

Close the door.

They will hear.

Let it be.

Woman, wait!

Wait, I'm not a thief!

Wait, I say!

Do you know who lived here?
Whose hat is it?

Of the old Finn, this is his house.

You saw the smoke and came here.
Not because of the old man, of course.

Who are you?

I'm looking for a man.

My name is Alexander Ganin.
And you?

I'm Lubov.

A man was living here for some time.

He said he sent the old man
to the south for a treatment.

How did he call himself?

Victor.

- Do you live somewhere here?
- Behind the hill.

- If my husband knows I was here...
- I'm not a chatterbox.

My husband was a carpenter
before the war.

Now he's sitting in his room
all day long.

He comes out just for supper.

God knows what he's thinking about.
Not about me, sure.

- Are you from the militia?
- Something like that.

- How did Victor earn his living?
- He was fishing as well as the old man.

- The militia think he killed the old man.
- It's not the truth.

- There are fact, I'm sorry.
- It's a lie.

Did he live just here
or did he travel anywhere?

- Yes, he travelled.
- Where?

Kaluga.

Your letter is "a".

But don't you look into the map.

What do you say?

Achinsk.

You said it already.

So, give up.

Do you give up?

That's all.

I win.

Get up!

Get up!

Who are you?
Any documents?

I was robbed.

I need help.

I see, you're quite frozen.

Take it.

Wait here.

I'll call my comrades.

They'll work things out.
Wait!

Give me a beer.

Why did you disappear?

Did you change your mind?

I went to the house
where the old Finn'd lived.

- Why?
- I wanted to understand.

It's quite far
from the nearest settlement.

I needed to see it with my own eyes.

That imposter said
he was the old man's nephew.

Yes.

He had relatives as well.

From time to time
he went to the post office and sent letters.

Kondratievo village.

Well done, tracker.

Quiet, old man.

Criminal investigation department.

Put the gun down.
Come on!

Like that.

- Who are you? Why?
- Criminal investigation department.

It's all right.

Sofia Plotnikova.

And who's that?

My father.

He has dementia.

Who else lives here?
Your husband?

I'm not married.

There's your address on these envelopes.

They are empty.
Who's the sender?

- I don't know.
- We are searching for him for murder.

I may decide you're his accomplice.

So what?
Do you remember now?

- No.
- Captain!

Whup!

They are all empty.

Ryazan,

Noginsk,

Tver, Pskov

and now Vyborg.

He's getting closer and closer.

I don't know who sends them.

So, someone sends you these letters,

you keep them with the money
and don't know the sender?

I thought it was a draw.
Of some friend of mine.

I thought, sooner or later
I get who he is.

Do you recognize him?

- Did he send them?
- I asked, do you know him?

No.

She's lying.

Set up a squad, let the house
be surveilled round the clock.

What is she doing?

I hate you!

I hate you!

Stop, citizen Plotnikova!

Quiet!
It's all over.

Calm down.
It's all over.

My father helped the farmers.

He treated the cattle.

He has always been

a hard man.

My brother and me were afraid of him.

He punished us severely
for a sligthest fault.

Mother abandoned us
and went to the town.

We didn't really go anywhere.

Father taught us to read and to write.

He thought others would do harm to us.

Then Fyodor grew older,
they started quarelling with my father.

Once they had a big broil.

Father went mad, pushed Fyodor
and he fell into the well behind the garden.

He told all the neighbours
his son went to his mother.

And he ordered me to be silent.

I've been silent until now.

Is this Fyodor?

I was sure he had died.

Father was displeased with something,
Fyodor started to talk back.

I don't care.

Why did you want do kill him?

According to you, death of your brother
was an accident.

Or was it something else?

I saw the same scar on the hand
of your brother on the photos.

Also, you said your father was very hard.

I think he locked you up

after your mother ran away
with a lover.

To save you from lust.

But nature took its toll.

You had the right wing,
your brother the left one.

But they won't fly without one another.

I saw such tattoos, lovers make them.

If we did something wrong
it was because

we knew nothing.

Once father came back
and saw us together.

Father dragged him to the dry well.

Threw him there like a plague animnal.

He forbade me to approach there,

saying he had no more son.

And the one sitting there
was a monster.

Two days later it started to rain.

Rain was puring down for two days,
I didn't know was happened to Fyodor.

Was he dead or alive.

Maybe, he was dying.

The well was getting full very fast
and he could drown.

But father didn't care.

Better to say, he wanted that.

I disobeyed my father's orders.

At night, when he fell asleep,

I ran to the well.

In the dark it was impossible to tell,
whether someone was in the well or not.

I was afraid to call.

I pulled the ladder down to the well,

ran back.

I met my father near the house.

Next morning the ladder was standing
by the house

and there was noone in the well.

I was sure he died.

Once I got a letter.

Better to say,

an envelope,
there was no letter there.

I didn't know what to think.

Fyodor is not a monster.

Not Luzgin, Lugin.
Lu-gin.

Don't shout, I hear you well.

You hear me and once again
you write it wrong.

My mother is ill.

If the nurse doesn't get the money,
she leaves.

And who takes care of her, maybe you?

Calm down.
You're not the only person here.

Let me do it myself.

Does your mother have dementia?

A stroke.

You won't wish this to anyone.

No woman deserves living with a man
that chases demons.

My mother is paralyzed.

Does she have a chance to pull through?

No, doctors say she has none.

My condolences.

Are you local?

I'm on a mission.

You know, I'm an insurance agent.

- Are you interested?
- Yes, I am.

Where are you staying at?

- At "Red Star".
- Listen, let's go there.

- Yes, sure.
- It'ill be easier there. Let's go.

Yes. All right.

Lu-gin.

Pass it!

Come on!

- What's wrong with you?
- Everyone here!

Holy cow!
The game is as poor as hell!

You'll stand there,
you're in the goal!

Well, Alexander, come here!
Stand there!

- Come on, let's rush forward!
- Come on, guys!

What the hell?
You wry footed!

Go to the goal!

- Come on, that's all!
- Come on!

Pass the ball!

Come on!

- Block him!
- Come on!

Stop! Look!

- Blaze it!
- Goal!

Hold him!

Don't let him go to the field!
Come on!

Pass the ball here!

Come on!

I caught it!

We're hot!

Alexander,

guess which one is mine.

The big-bellied one!

You're my lassie.

So, Ganin, my wife.

- Taya.
- Alexander.

And this is my sister, Lubov.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.

Bring juice for children!

Come on babies!

I'm looking for a toilet.

The monster inside uses
my bladder as a sole.

Taya!

One might think someone doesn't know
where children come from.

Petr said you're a writer?

Yes, I even have a typewriter.

Let's dance, maybe?

And you...

Do you have

someone?

No.

I'm thirsty.

Of course.

Larisa?

I didn't know you dance.

Usually I don't.

Are you alone?

My companion's drinking

lemonade.

Let's go.

I'm actually...

Let's go.

So!

Katya, let's go.

Which front did you serve at?

At different ones.

I worked for a newspaper.
As a war correspondent.

Were you encircled?

No.

I was working as a nurse at the front,
on a train.

Our squad was taking orphans out out

of near-front zone
in the direction of Tashkent.

Air raids here and dried apricots there.

Heat.

Have you ever been at Tashkent?

No.

Me and Vanya we carried water
at the stations.

And he is so small.

He walks on, his hands are cold

and on the neck a vein all blue

because of the effort.

And he carries it.
The whole bucket.

I'll be hanged at home on my tie.

I'll come and say I'm sorry.

Or they will tear you apart as well.

Do you know who is she?

Two years ago

her husband burned down
in the boat house.

Your father was investigating
that case.

Do you know who set fire?

She's a "black widow".

Hi!

Why don't you sleep?

Do you have sugar?

I lost the ration books.

What?

How come you lost them?

Well.

Tomorrow my guys bring you some.

Come.

Is everything here over
the last two years?

Tell me what you need, I'll help.

1945, fire

at the boat house.

I got it.

The case investigated by your father.

I remember that story.

He was a fisherman,
kept his boat at the boat house.

The fire started early in the morning.

The house was locked from the outside.

He couldn't get out.

Of course,
his wife was under suspicion.

Everybody knew he was beating her.

But there was not a single proof,

and she denied everything.

Do you also think it was her?

If so,

he deserved it,
oh Lord, forgive me.

Once again, a garrote.

So, what do we have here?

At least nine similar
unresoloved murders.

Victims were strangled.

The murderer used
their goods and documents,

then vanished.

- How long ago?
- 24 hours at most.

Captian, they found the things.

Money transfer.

Fyodor went to the post
to send the letters.

And the victim was making the transfer.

They must have met there.

So they should have
the name of the sender there.

Hi, Mummy!

I will come soon.

You reached the hotel so soon.

Aside!

Come here!
Here he is!

He ran away, bastard!

Did he say anything?

He said if I were silent,
he wouldn't do any harm.

Then he turned to the window and jumped.

So!

Cordon off the whole block.

Check every centimeter.
We shouldn't lose him!

Petr!

Why does he change clothes?

He covers up tracks.

He wore old Finn's clothes.

He turned into a solitary fisherman.

At the vet's house
he didn't just change clothes.

Everything's in order,

there's alum against perspiration,

magazines, books, a razor,

boot polish -
a townman in the village.

- Now he'a an insurance agent.
- I don't care why he does it all.

I don't think he just cover up tracks,
he transforms.

Fyodor fell in love with his sister.

His father convinced him
he was a monster.

Fyodor hates himself.

He takes away others' lives,
manners, destiny, habits,

trying to stop being himself.

Look, what is wrong here?

Usually, when Fyodor leaves,
he drops victims's things.

Where are the agent's things?

- Did the victim have a family?
- Mother. She was informed already.

- Did they live together?
- Yes, she is bedridden.

- I need information on the agent.
- Yes, sure.

Where did he live?

Kravtsevo, 60 km from here.

4 p.m. and you didn't eat.

That nurse is a nasty woman.

She'll never darken my door again.

Come on.

What's wrong?

If you don't eat, you'll never get well.

Just some spoonfulls.

Come on!

Well!

Are we waiitng for someone?

Criminal investigation!

Noone is here.

- I was sure.
- Yes?

Well.

Does anyone come to you?

We cannot leave her alone here.

Prepare the documents
to take her to the hospital.

- Then make an ambush.
- Yes, captain!

Freeze!

Just give me a reason to shoot you!

I want to see your chief.

Now

take it.

The house is old and cold.

There's a draught.

What?

- Who are you?
- You know who I am.

Yes, but you didn't say
what you're doing.

I have to type a lot.

Are you a secretary?

Do I look like fidgety damsels
at the reception?

What do you write about?

About this, about that.

You know, women love writers.

Do women love you?

I knew one writer.

Something happened to him.

What?

I don't know exactly.

He stopped to write.

During the war it was easy.

And then - period.

I'll tell you why.

Only when you're close to death,

when you sense it with your nape,

you really start to feel life.

Compared to that all we have here

smells like rotten fish.

- So, is it all about risk?
- Of course, it is.

That's all, take him away.

In 1940 he was arrested
for murder attempt,

but could not be identified then.

He had no documents,
he refused to identify himself.

In 1944 he ran away.

- And all these murders started.
- Where will he go?

I'll hand him over to the guys
from the state security,

they will deal with him.

- And why is she here?
- She came to see her brother.

"In hard conditions,
our militia is being reborn from ruins.

When there is not enough equipment,
weapons, personnel,

human factor decides everything.

Our war is still going on,
says Comrade Kazantsev,

captain of the Criminal
Investigation Department.

And we'll crush the enemy until
our country gets rid of those

who prevent its citizens from living in peace,
performing a feat of labor".

She went out of town.
There's a boat competition there.

- She often goes there.
- Does she leave you alone?

I'm grown-up.

I heard there was an accident
with your sister's husband.

He perished in the fire.

They say he mistreated her.

No.

Do you know the Security Chief
of the port Lavrentiev?

Yes.

Does he come often to your house?

"Who of us can say:

"I know who I am"?

Living at my father's flat,
dressing his clothes,

drinking his port,

don't I get used to other's life?

On the other hand, just now,

letting the things drift,
I feel something real.

So, which one of my lives was fake?"