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ACADEMIA

Galina Sumina

Maxim Bityukov

Yelizaveta Lotova, Alexander
Konstantinov, Vladimir Yumatov

Alexander Yatsko, Igor Yurtaev,
Eric Yaralov

Director of Photography - Dmitriy Konchev.
Production designer - David Dadunashvili.

Music by Igor Krestovskiy

Written by Arkadiy Vysotskiy,
Vasiliy Abdrashitov.

Directed by Vyacheslav Lavrov,
Alexander Sozonov.

Creative producer - Valeriy Kochkin.
Executive producer - Oksana Furtseva.

Co-producers -
Nelli Yaralova, Roman Atanesyan.

Produced by Alexey Moiseev,
Oleg Piganov, Yulia Razumovskaya

ACADEMIA

Lesha, hi.

Well, now what is it?

Oh, damn!

Oh-oh.

Another dead junkie?

And who might you be?

Me? I’m the director of the park.

Artur Vardanyas,
Investigation committee.

I’m going to ask you
a few questions.

Are dead bodies common
in your park? Is there any security?

As you can see, the territory is huge,
and our funds are scarce.

How can one keep up?

Tell me, did any of your employees
disappear a month ago?

No, they are all here.

Oh, hand on. A month, you say?

Remember something?

Well, no, nothing major. Our
workers are all fine.

U-huh.

Well, you can check with
HR if you want.

We will, we will.

May I?

- Yes, come in.
- Thanks.

What is it?

You see what it is - a request
for transfer.

Yuriy Kuzmich,
sign it, please.

Right. Take a seat, will you.

Come on, sit, sit.

If you don’t mind me asking,
what is it all about?

Loo, the Academy
– it is your baby.

Well, I’m not asking
to disband it.

Я просто прошу поставить на
моё место другого человека.

I’ve made a grave mistake. I gave in
to emotions, and a person was harmed.

Nastya.

You shouldn’t foot the bill for
Yulia’s actions, you hear?

I know what you are saying,
Yuriy Kuzmich.

But it is no relief.

Wait, wait, wait.

It all turned out well.

Right? Fomina survived.
Right?

She testified against Kuzovlev,
right?

Well, you solved the case.

Yes, I agree.

Kirill did well and gave
Yulia a timely aid.

And…

It was all my fault.

Ok, stop. Belay self-flagellation.

Nastya, I don’t understand.

What good will it do
if you quit the department?

The “Academicians” will just
scatter away without you.

You were the one who brought
them here, for that matter! Right?

Which means, you are
responsible for your rose…

No way. Look, I’m not signing
off on your transfer.

I am not. Period.

That’s it. I don’t want to
hear another word. Get to work.

Go, go back to work.

I see.

Just fancy!…

Right. I’m taking the clothes.

It’s synthetic, and it preserves well.

What’s with Oksa?

She’s got the trial day assigned.

Well, find anything?

Yes. This is a fine specimen of
Lubricus terrestis.

Will it help us determine
the time of death?

My esteemed Lubricus and I think
this man died 4 to 5 weeks ago.

Which has been verified by
Dr. Lemke’s preliminary findings.

Can your friend be
more specific?

That’s quite a scatter.

That’s it for now.

I see.

What have you got, Kirill?

Look.

This is shoulder epicondylitis.

Is it the cause of death?

Not really. It’s a
professional condition.

It is caused by repetitive
use of arms muscles.

It can only result in impaired
movement, but not death.

How is it of any use to us?

I don’t know. You’re the investigator.

Right. Ok, Kirill.

I’ll take note of this epicondylitis.
And the cause of death?

I’m working on it.

Damaged thyroid cartilage
suggests strangulation.

His head and neck are
heavily decomposed,

So I couldn’t see
the constriction mark.

Judging by the nature of
injuries, the murder weapon

was thin and strong.
a wire, maybe.

It went deep into the throat
damaging soft tissues.

Anastasia Vladimirovna,
do you think,

Killers can work with
silver garrotes?

What do you mean?

You see, I’ve found some odd
piece of silver on the victim’s chain.

He had a silver chain,
so maybe it is

chippings cut by the wire
during the attack.

Yes. But the fragment’s composition does
not match with the chain or the cross.

Normally they use fineness 925
in jewelry, but this

fragment’s composition
is totally different.

So I wondered if it could be
chippings from the murder weapon.

Frankly, I’ve never heard of
silver garrotes.

OK, let’s have a sleep on it.

Tomorrow we’ll get his image, and
maybe then all will be clearer.

Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

How are you doing?

We have good news –
we’ve got the victim’s image.

Excellent.

But there’s bad news as well
- I’ve run him through

all our databases – no
matches with the missing person.

How accurate is
the reconstruction?

Good enough to get a match
in the key parameters.

So, no one is looking for him?
How do we identify him?

Let’s try another tack.

Dr. Lemke found that the diseased
had professional illnesses.

Conditions common
for house painters,

bricklayers, fitters and
a dozen more professions.

That said, the disease state
clearly didn’t fit his age.

One can assume he’d been
doing it since 10 or 12.

And what about the traces of wax
and alabaster on his clothes?

It doesn’t really narrow the search.

He had a serious
jaw injury.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, I told you I’ve
found a strange object on the chain.

It dawned on me overnight that
it was string winding chips!

Sasha, it sounds very
far-fetched at this point.

Let’s better focus on
identifying the body.

Yes, Kirill, I’m listening.

Nastya, my sources told me
that one clinic admitted

a patient with a similar
injury about six weeks ago.

Did they tell his name?

Ilya Valeryevich
Scheglov, a sculptor.

Right.

Then it’s worth going to
the Artists Union,

I think they should
know something.

Reslly? I’m very happy for you.

Excuse me please. Hello.
Are you looking for someone?

Yes.

Anastasia Zorina,
investigative committee.

Do you know this man?

This is Scheglov! Right, Ilya!

Tell me, could someone
want him dead?

Dead? No way. He did have
enviers, that’s true.

What happened anyway?

He was murdered.

My God! That’s horrible!

I’m so sorry for him! He was so young…

Tell me, do you know where he worked?

In some gallery.

Do you remember the address,
or at least the name?

We have their ad brochures.
Just a moment.

Here, it’s all in here.

Thank you so much, you’ve been a
great help! Bye.

Good bye.

A little more! Higher, higher!

Come on! Steady now.
Careful, guys!

Can’t you see that the right corner
is too high?! Jesus, higher!

Like that?

You have no eye measurement. Lower,
lower, yes… Right, yes.

Good.

Excuse me, are you
the gallery director?

Yes, I am the director.

Who let you through, lady? Can’t
you see we’re preparing an exhibition?

Anastasia Vladimirovna Zorina,
investigative committee.

Can I ask you
a few questions?

Oh, excuse me, Anastasiya
Vladimirovna.

What can I do for you?

Do you recognize this man?

Yes, I know him, it’s Ilya Scheglov.

A very nice young man.
He no longer works here, though.

He has moved to Saint-Petersburg with
Yeliseev, for a restoration project.

And what’s the matter?

I’m afraid you have a
wrong information.

Ilya was murdered about a month
ago, here in Moscow.

No way! Does Stepan know?

Who is Stepan?

Stepan Yeliseev,
his close friend.

They studied together
at the art school.

Ilya has been bringing him along
all the way.

Do you have Yeliseev’s number?
Is there a way I can contact him?

And are you sure that Yeliseev is
alive and in Saint-Petersburg?

Oh, I’m not sure. I’ll call him.

Hello.

Stepan? Styopa, are you
in St.Petersburg?

Yes. Do you mind if I call you back?

No, wait. Hang on a minute.

Thanks.

This is Anastasia Zorina, investigative committee.
When did you last see Ilya Scheglov?

I don’t remember… Why?
Is he in trouble?

His dead body was found yesterday morning,
and he was killed about a month ago.

Are you sure it is Ilya?

Afraid so. Tell me, when
are you going back to Moscow?

I’m arriving tomorrow.

Thank you. I need Scheglov’s
residence address.

And, do you know if he had any
close relatives?

As far as I know, his parents are dead,
and he has no brothers or sisters.

Yeliseev is his only close friend.

You can have his address at the Accountant’s.

This way, Anastasia
Vladimirovna.

As witnesses to the search, your
presence is required to attest the fact

of the investigation, as well
as scope, process and results thereof.

Do you understand?

Arkadiy,do you think this is
Scheglov’s painting?

I gather he was a sculptor.

So what? One doesn’t
exclude the other.

Michelangelo was also a sculptor.
And a good painter as well.

Yes. Look, you’re right.
It is by Scheglov.

It’s called “Muse”.

You know, I think he never
planned to exhibit these.

Looks like he painted them
for himself, for pleasure…

It is personal.

It seems this woman played a special
role in his life.

Or his death. Look.

A violin. And we assume that Scheglov
may have been strangled by a string.

We need to search the place and
and find as much as we can

Something that could help
identify this muse.

We will take the pictures with us.

And, you, Arkadiy, walk
around the apartment and

Try to build the owner’s
psychological profile.

Ok.

Thanks.

Well now…

Maybe it’s not a real woman,
but a generalized image?

See here. One of the
Paintings says “Muse”.

I don’t thinks so.

The portraits are amateur.
I don’t think he made her up.

Besides, it’s one and the same face.

Yes.

This woman is most likely real.

Which means that the violin
is quite real as well.

I think we should look for it
as well as the violinist.

When we find the instrument,
we’ll find the muse.

Dr. Lemke and I have
checked Shurik’s theory.

We should admit that the injury
suggests a string.

I’d say, it was a bass string.

My childhood friend works with
violins, restores them.

I’ll go see him, he’ll tell me
all about them.

Now we know for sure it
was a string.

I think we should go to
the crime scene again

and search it thoroughly.

The perp could have dumped the
string somewhere nearby.

Ed, take Arthur and go to
the scene.

We need to check
another sector.

If we don’t find anything,
we’ll have to request backup.

Found it!

It’s a bass.

There’s blood on it. And there’s more!

The winding lacks a link.

My friend said this is
most likely a Guarneri.

He could tell by the color.

Guarneri violins, he said, differ
from Amati’s and Stradivari’s by color.

This is dark-cherry. The others
are lighter, and these are dark.

And you friend could tell by the color?

Yes. He said it has a distinctive
Guarneri del Gesù color.

He determined it by the color,
and by the shape of f-holes.

See these f-shaped apertures?

U-huh.

Guarneri del Gesù, he said. For sure.

Besides, he has seen this violin.

Who does it belong to?

To the conservatory. No one.

Hello.

My name is Rotkin.
It was me who called.

Hello.

Hello. Anastasia Zorina,
investigative committee.

Pleasure. What can I
do for you?

What can you tell us about this
violin? Do you recognize it?

Yes, its ours.

I’m not sure how come the police
be interested in our violin?

I’m not exactly interested
with the instrument itself,

but with those who have
had access to it.

This violin is a rarity, and only
distinguished violinists use it!

Have you ever seen this lady?

Do you recognize her?

I believe you are looking for
Inga Lemisheva.

She works here at the
conservatory.

Does she have access to
this instrument?

Yes, we gave it to her several
times for her concerts.

Have the strings ever been
replaced on it?

Have they ever gotten lost?

What do you mean, lost? The violin
is a rarity!

Strings undergo replacement only
under our strict oversight.

Where can we find Lemesheva?

She is around, but she’s at
an important rehearsal.

I can ask her to call you
when she’s done.

No, we need to talk to her
right away.

Would you kindly call her?
Or we will look for her ourselves.

All right. Wait here,
I will call her.

Oh and, Inga recently asked to replace
the bass string on her rehearsal violin.

It is a thick string, it almost
never bursts.

I bet thus guy is secretly
in love with the violinist.

Shut up!

Laugh all you want. Such romantic stories
sometimes happen amongst colleagues.

Yes. Blaze of passion,
mutual affection.

Sometimes they are
hard to keep at bay.

Yes.

But if someone is fully
absorbed by work,

Then such blazes may
be a hindrance.

You are right. Absolutely.
As always, Nastya.

Hello.

- Good afternoon.
- Are you looking for me?

Yes.

I can’t imagine why law enforcement
bodies would be interested in me.

Do you know artist Ilya Scheglov?

No, not in person.

We found several portraits of you
in his apartment.

So? The artist could see
me at my concerts.

This does not mean anything.

And what happened to the bass string
on your rehearsal violin?

It burst. It happens
sometimes.

I asked for a replacement.
Why?

Do I have to report about
my strings to the police?

Of course not. It is not about strings.

Too bad you weren’t acquainted
with Scheglov.

You see, we are currently investigating
into circumstances of his death.

I’m sorry, I have to get
back to my rehearsal.

We will have a hard time proving that
the string we’ve found

in the park is from
Inga’s instrument.

Wow! Now that’s interesting.

What is it?

Hang on.

There is blood of two persons on
the murder weapon, not one!

Judging by the blood-group specificity,
one of them is Scheglov.

There are also some chips on
the other edge of the winding.

Look.

Hey, I’ve found Inga’s profile.

Right. She’s married. Has a son,
one-and-a-half-year-old.

Wait, go back.

This one?

Who is it? Inga’s husband?

Yes. Oleg Lemeshev.

Interesting. Oleg has
Mongoloid features.

Most probably he has
Tartars in the family.

So?

So,

The boy would’ve had the distinctive eyes
and cheek bones, but he doesn’t.

Maybe, every second generation
inherits these features?

Inga’s son has the same lower jaw
and nose shape as Scheglov.

Right.

I’ll call her and ask her to come.

If the father is Scheglov, and nor her
husband, I’ll try to get her talking.

Anthropological studies
are an interesting thing.

Facial structure can tell much
about the person, do you know that?

In particular, who the person’s
biological father is.

Dr. Lemke knows such things.

If you refuse to tell us
the truth, we will get

a warrant for your son’s
DNA test.

You know that we are investigating
a felonious homicide, right?

By lying, you not only hinder our work,
but also put yourself under suspicion.

I didn’t kill him!

Yes, we had an affair.

And yes, Artyom is Ilya’s son, and not my
husband’s. What else do you want to know?

Tell us about your
relationship with Ilya.

Please, I implore you!
Do not tell my husband!

Of course, he doesn’t know about it.
He is sure Artyom is his son.

Please, I beg of you!
Do not ruin our family!

Thank you.

I’ll tell you everything.

My husband Oleg is a good person,
reliable, but ordinary.

And Ilya – he is a genius! I wanted
my son to have his talents.

I also understood that he
was edgy and quick-tempered,

and my son would be better off
with Oleg as the father.

You’ve worked it all out so neatly.

What can you tell us about
Stepan Yeliseev?

I don’t know what to say about him.
I’ve seen him once or twice for a moment.

How long did your relationship
with Scheglov last?

Almost three years.

We broke up several
months ago.

You know, right after that it was like
the second honeymoon for me and my husband.

Please, I beg you, do not tell
him about me and Ilya!

For the sake of my son. The boy
needs a whole family.

I can’t imagine what will happen
to us if Oleg leaves us!

And what really happened to your string?

Ilya asked it.

For what? What was he going
to do with it?

He said that my string
would bring him luck.

You won’t tell my husband,
will you?

I think we need to talk
to Yeliseev.

He returned from St. Petersburg
today. I’ve checked.

I’d like to know if he has
an alibi on the day of the murder.

Unfortunately, I can’t,
because we

Still don’t have the
exact date of death.

Hang on.

There are some plant seeds
left on Scheglov’s clothes.

Their respective ripening times
overlap within three days!

So, Scheglov died within
this time span.

The three-day accuracy is better
than a week, but still worse than one day.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Stepan?
- Stepan.

Anastasia Zorina,
investigative committee.

I’d like to talk to you
about Ilya Scheglov.

Nice to meet you. Come in.

Thank you…

Where to?

That way. Come in.
Watch the stairs.

U-huh.

Have a seat.

Thanks.

So, I’m listening.

When did you last see Ilya?

About a month ago.

We were supposed to go
to work together on April 26,

to St. Petersburg, but he
never showed up at the station.

And you didn't try to contact
him for a whole month?

No, no, why, I did!

I called, but his phone
was turned off.

By the way, it was common for
him when he got carried away.

I’ve heard that Scheglov had a
jaw injury soon before he died.

Is it so?

Yes, but I wouldn’t want
to talk about it.

Actually, I’m investigating
the death of your friend.

Or do you not care about him?

Well, OK, OK.

But, don’t get me wrong.

Not long before the trip to
St.Petersburg, we had a quarrel.

He had one drink too many
and started on me with fists.

I pushed him away, he fell and hit
his head against the table at the shop.

What was it about?

Well, we were supposed to take part
in an exhibition in Chicago.

A very prestigious event, and the
money was good for the top three.

We needed to work, but Ilya was too
preoccupied by his personal life.

His lover had just left him,
and he wanted to get her back.

Right. Inga told me that.
What happened next?

Well,

I told him if he wasn’t
going to work,

than I would exhibit alone
and represent only myself.

He was infuriated and decided
to settle this with fists.

Stepan, what about that
contest now?

Now that Ilya is dead, are you
going to exhibit on your own behalf?

No, of course not.
The sculpture is not ready.

Besides, I can’t revisit it now
that Ilya is dead, and don’t want to.

The time is scarce, and I can’t
make anything new for the event.

So, Chicago slipped away.

I get it. In fact, there
is little that I get.

Thank you.

Watch the stair over there.

Inga couldn’t have done it.

Judging by the position of the string
mark, she is too short for this.

The angle is not right.

What if it was Inga’s husband?

But he didn’t know
about his wife’s affair.

We need to summon him.

Wait, if he really
didn’t know anything,

and we will just ruin the family
and leave the kid fatherless?

But what if Lemeshev found out
and killed his wife’s lover?

I need to talk to him.

Hello, Inga. It’s Anastasia Zorina.

Inga, how can we find
your husband?

What for? I told you he
doesn’t know anything!

He’s in the hospital now and
not in the state to answer questions.

What happened?

We first thought he has mumps,
but he already had it as a child.

He was diagnosed with -
sialadenitis.

When will we be able
to see him?

Not any time soon, he has just had
a surgical excision.

Please, be so kind and leave
our family be.

I’m very sorry for Ilya, but neither myself,
nor my husband have anything to do with it!

Inga!

So. We need to find out in which hospital
Lemeshev is and talk to the doctor.

Mumps is likely to cause
sterility in men.

If that is the case, then he
knows the boy is not his son.

- Anastasia Vladimirovna!
- Yes.

I am a wizard after all!

Did you find out the murderer’s
name from the crystal ball?

Almost.

The development cycle of the
amphimicrobians I’ve found on the body

suggests that he was killed
exactly thirty two days ago.

Which means he was killed
before the trip to St.Petersburg.

I’ve found the hospital where Lemeshev
is and talked to the physician.

Inga’s husband is really sterile
and he’s been hiding it from her.

So, he is our main suspect now.

We need to check his alibi
on the day Scheglov died.

Oleg, you told the
doctor you were sterile.

That means, you’ve always known
that Artyom is not your son.

You know, we have reasons to suspect
that you killed Ilya Scheglov.

So, he was killed after all?

I won’t pretend I’m upset about it.

And I’ll sue the doctor for disclosing
my fertility problem.

Aren’t you worried about being suspect
of having murdered your wife’s lover?

My wife… she’s an artistic personality.

Yes, she’s a bit reckless,
of course, but I love her.

I knew about their affair.

I was afraid she would leave me.

But, nevertheless, she chose me.
So why would I kill someone?

Do you remember what you
were doing on April 25?

Hard to remember exactly.

Actually… my wife had
a concert on 25th.

I even got on the stage to
give her a bouquet!

And before that I was at work, an important
meeting, which many people can confirm.

Hey, why so gloomy?

I’m thinking.

So, what’s with our
Othello’s alibi?

I called his work and they
confirmed that he was

at the office on
the day of the murder.

Which means that either we took
a wrong guess on the day of death…

Or something happened
during the concert.

Or Lemeshev has nothing
to do with it.

Nastya, it’s not that simple.

Yesterday, as soon as we
started talking about

about the day Scheglov died,
he changed, became nervous.

So, you’re implying that he eigher
has a fake alibi,

for the time when he was at work,
or at the concert?

He wouldn’t lie
about the concert. His

presence or absence there is
very easy to check.

- Stop.
- U-huh.

How much time passed
since the concert started?

Seventeen minutes.

- Keep going.
- U-huh.

Yes. About ten minutes left
till the end now.

He was away for about
an hour and a halp.

That’s long enough for him to
kill Scheglov and go back.

I don’t understand what you
want from me.

Nastya, he is lying. Keep
pushing on him, but stay calm.

Where were you on April 25,
in the afternoon?

At the concert, in the
conservatory.

He thinks we have nothing on him.

So, you claim that you didn’t leave
the conservatory

for the entire duration
of the concert, right?

Of course I didn’t.

Hm.

Then let me show you something.

Where did you go?

I was in the park.

Ilya sent me a text that morning,
with the time and place to meet.

Why in the park specifically?

He worked there. Restoring
some sculptures, I think.

What happened when you met?

Nothing. He didn’t show up.

So I returned to the concert.

Nastya, he is not the murderer.

Excuse me. I’ll be
back in five minutes.

What do you mean he is not?

By all non-verbal indicators,
he’s telling the truth.

We know that Ilya Scheglov
was working in your park.

You didn’t mention this
information.

When did you last see Scheglov?

Well, a bit more
than a month ago.

Yes, right, it was
my daughter’s birthday.

They were fighting all day long, chafing
everyone’s mood, so I remember.

What were they fighting about?

Some kind of a contest.
I didn’t quite grasp it.

But on that same day,
in the evening...

U-huh.

Yeliseev quit. He got his pay and said he was
going to St.Petersburg. Urgent business.

The next day, Scheglov
didn’t come to work.

So, that’s what we have.

Yeliseev omitted to tell us that
he worked with Scheglov in the park.

The park director said that
not long before Scheglov died,

he and Yeliseev had
a big falling out.

Besides, Stepan has no alibi.

We’ve probably found
Scheglov’s murderer.

We only have indirect evidence.
And his motive is unclear.

It is clear.

Creative jealousy. Like Mozart
and Salieri, an old story.

Arkadiy. What would you say?

Could Yeliseev kill him or not?

To be honest, I find the story of
this Yeliseev guy hard to take in.

He’s obviously calm, laid-back.

It seems he’s not prone
to violence or aggression.

On the other hand, in a
critical situation,

such people are capable of
cruel and cold-blooded acts.

In this case, we need to search
Yeliseev’ apartment and workshop.

Zorina, how many times to
I have to tell you: you don’t have

a sufficient rationale to
conduct the search.

All you have is guesswork, you see?
I need specifics.

Although…

On second thought, your
“academicians” have never failed.

Not once.

You’ll get your warrant.

- May I kiss you?
- Go on, git.

Thank you!

Bye.

Nastya! Nastya Zorina!

Denis?

It’s been so long…

Five years, three months, two days
and… two hours.

You were all in your thoughts.

But the smile really suits you.

Thank you.

Well… What do you do?
Where do you work?

I finished the law school.

Now I give lectures in advocacy there.

And how have you been? Married?

Me? No, no. I work.

All work and work,
and nothing but.

We’ve set up a new pilot department called
Academy under the IC, and I’m the head.

That’s a long story.

Drop by and see for yourself.

Do you still have my number?

Sure! I had it tattooed when I
was on the third year, if you remember.

I see. Well, call me.
The number’s the same.

See you.

Yeah, now I know what
a real creative clutter means.

That half of the workshop
belonged to Ilya.

I guess that’s where he created
his works of genius.

Well, I’m not quite sure
about him being a genius.

Nastya. Nastya.

It’s no use. I’ve searched
this place from top to bottom.

He is totally calm.

He seems to be sure we won’t
find anything here.

Maybe we are wrong, and
he’s innocent?

Or, maybe, he has already
destroyed all evidence.

There’s ground on the shovel.

I wonder Scheglov’s grave was
dug with this.

Stepan, you will have
to come along with us.

We will take this shovel to
the laboratory.

Wait, hang on!
You don’t understand!

Why are you so nervous?

You will come along with us
and tell us everything. Please!

I’ve compared the fingerprints
on the shovel with Yeliseev’s.

No match.

But they match some of the prints
we’ve found on Inga’s portrait.

Most likely, they are Scheglovs!

Alex said, the soil analysis showed
the grave was dug with this shovel.

So, he made his friend dig a
grave for himself?

I’ll go see if I can make him talk
before his lawyer arrives.

Stepan, we know that you
killed Scheglov with this

string, and made him dig his own
grave before killing him.

I’m sure that we’ll find your DNA
on the murder weapon.

So if you confess now, it will taken
into account as an honest confession.

All right. But your conclusions
are not quite accurate.

Scheglov did dig the grave.
But it was for me, not him.

Go on.

I heard every day: Scheglov is a genius!
Scheglov created a new masterpiece!

While no one paid attention to me.

Ilya knew ways to win over people.

He boasted on every corner
about our achievements,

and took all the credit.

So that’s why you
decided to kill him?

No. I just wanted to
do what I love.

Preferably away from Ilya.

So, what happened anyway?
How did Scheglov die?

I told you we were supposed
to take part in a large

international exhibition
in the U.S.

And you decided to get rid of the co-author
and exhibit the sculpture as your own?

Yes. I mean, no. I just told
him I would go to the U.S. alone.

Ilya got mad.

Maybe he was
scared of debunking.

He decided to get rid of me
and then go to

the contest with this sculpture
and present it as his own.

Is it so? But we’ve found
Scheglov’s body, not yours.

When he put this string around
my neck and started choking me,

I managed to break free
and turn the tide.

I didn’t want to kill him! I
just wanted him to calm down.

And he… he kept pushing on
and then…

When I let go of him it
was too late.

I decided that the best way
would be to bury him

in that grave he dug for me.

And the shovel? Why didn’t
you dump it?

I didn’t know about the shovel. He must
have dug the grave a day or two prior.

Why did Scheglov pick this
particular string as a weapon?

I don’t know. He attached
some kind of handles to it.

He used it all the time for
cutting wax or clay.

He was convinced that
this string had some kind

of a special potent energy that
would bring him luck.

Stepan. Do you understand how
implausible it sounds?

This is the only thing left
in memory of the best friend.

Kirill, I think
we need to talk.

You were right, and I wasn’t.

I should have considered
your opinion.

I would never forgive myself if
Yulia died.

I’m glad you can
admit your mistakes.

I understand you didn’t mean for
it to happen like that.

But still, you need to trust the
people who you’re working with.

I understand this.

I’m just not good at
working in a team.

I’m not fit for it. I’m used to
counting on myself all the time.

Peace?

Peace.

Thank you.

So it was indeed Yeliseev’s
blood on the string after all.

Yes. Maybe, the rest of the
story proves to be true as well.

I was thinking, what if Ed decides
to kill me out of envy?

Well, it was my idea about
the string and the winding!

He’ll do away with me and take our both
salaries at the Academy. Right, Ed?

Don’t dish on him, Alex.

Anastasia Vladimirovna here
is a different story.

A purposeful and
strong-willed person.

If she makes a decision,
she’ll follow through.

Hello. May I?

Hi, Denis!

Colleagues, meet Denis.

We used to study together
and we were friends.

Hi.

Friends, I will steal Nastya form you,
if you indulge me? What do you say?

Sure, I’ll gladly make you company.

Leaving already?
How about a tea?

Excuse us.

A pleasure to meet you.

Who is this guy?

I hope he won’t be
working with us?

No, I think our team is all
set, we need nobody else.

Do I hear jealousy, colleague?

By the way, my professional intuition
tells me that Nastya and that

looker share something more than
old friendship.

Hard to believe that
Anastasia Vladimirovna

Could have an affair with
this “looker”.

I think she doesn’t worry
about anything but work!

I think you’re the one who’s
too obsessed by work...

if you fail to see obvious things.

Did I miss something?

All right, folks. Case closed,
time to go home.

No, really, what did I miss?

Good job.