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- Sonnie, can I help?
- No, I can manage it myself.

- Come on, I’m not in a hurry.
- Listen, go where you’re going.

Well, whatever, as you wish.

Help.

Help, please, help.

ACADEMIA

GALINA SUMINA

MAKSIM BITYUKOV

ELIZAVETA LOTOVA, ALEKSANDR KONSTANTINOV,
VLADIMIR YUMATOV

ALEKSNDR YATSKO, IGOR YURTAEV,
ERIK YARALOV

ACADEMIA

Senior investigator Borisov?

- Artur Vardanyan?
- Yes, indeed.

Investigative Committee?
They called me about you.

Tell me, did you detain
the van driver?

He tried to escape, and was run
over by a truck, he’s dead.

Four male unidentified corpses.

- I see.
- No blood, no visible damages.

They told me there’s a girl
with a broken head.

The ambulance took her.
She’s survived.

Thank goodness.
Tell me, what’s this?

It’s either some kind of scratches,
or stains of unknown origin.

Pay attention to the snapshot.
Do you see the holes?

Yes, I do.

They can be done only with the
help of a medical brace.

Now pay attention to
the lumbar gyrus.

- See?
- Yeah, there’re cicatrices.

Indeed. They’ve been doing such
operations in Russia only since the 90s.

And only in extreme cases.

What’re “extreme cases”? Extra
violent ones in mental asylums?

Not at all. It’s quite another story.

They were made addicts to save
them from drug addiction.

Does it help?

Not always. A high
percentage of relapses.

So, check the blood
for drugs first. Got it?

I do.

What have we got?

Well, the guys from the van
died at different times.

One — about a week ago,
the other — last night.

Between ten and eleven. Ed’s prepared
a report on the dead people’s blood.

Yes. The driver wasn’t a drug addict,
but those found in the van were.

- They all used heroin.
- What does that give us?

The wounds on their heads are

traces of operations to save
them from drug addiction.

What kind of operations?

A surgeon drills two holes
in the skull.

The diameter is 6 mm. If something’s
wrong, then the patient speaks.

What do you mean “speaks”?
What about anesthesia?

Well, you don't need anesthesia 'cause
the brain doesn’t have nerve cells.

- The patient doesn’t feel pain.
- Epic win.

No, it’s science. So,
then cooled acetone is injected...

And the lumbar gyrus is frozen.

And why that one?

Because it’s the one responsible
for drug addiction.

So, the junkies died
from the surgery,

that’s supposed to save them?

Well, the surgery’s
done professionally.

Then what did they die of?

I found an unknown medication
in the drug addicts’ blood.

Another drug?

I don’t know yet. I haven’t determined
the exact chemical composition yet.

Okay, once we determine the cause
of the death, we’ll let you know.

Good. Thanks. Tomorrow I’ll be
here after two. If need be, call me.

Are you going to the cemetery?
I’m on board.

Good. Thanks, Kirill.
I’ll pick you up around nine.

That’s settled.

Nastya, I need to show you something.

So, they found the driver’s
documents in the car.

In the name of Anatoly Evgenyevich
Kavrizhnyi. Born in 1970.

What have you found out about him?

Seven years ago, there’s a big
scandal in Yekaterinburg.

About the medical center,
where Kavrizhnyi worked.

I’ll show you a video.

Here it is.

Today, the activities of the
infamous medical center

“Technologies of the Future”
were terminated by court order,

and employees’re taken into custody.

We recall that this medical center
conducted experiments on humans.

They’re used to test new drugs,

many of which adversely affected
the health of those caught

in the scam network
residents of Yekaterinburg.

Yesterday, it’s revealed that two more
participants of the experiments died.

Thus, the total number of
victims of the activities

of the medical center
“Technologies of the Future”

at the moment is
twenty-seven people.

And what’s the role of Kavrizhnyi
in this story?

He’s responsible for recruiting
people to take part in the experiments.

Because he’s a certified
psychologist himself.

It’s strange that they
didn’t lock him up.

They didn’t find direct
evidence against him.

He allegedly didn’t know that
patients’re dying en masse.

But it’s seven years ago.
What was he doing all this time?

No information.

The only thing’s that the relatives
of the victims threatened him.

Maybe he escaped.

This time he ended up
in a bad way.

How are things going, colleague?

Well, the things’re…

I’ve identified pulmonotoxicant
as a part of the unknown medication.

The respiratory system is
very sensitive to it.

A dangerous stuff.

It led to the drug addicts’ death.
It first causes pulmonary edema.

And then it leads to asphyxiation.
And then to death.

By the way, what about the
blood of the surviving girl?

- Waiting the analysis from hospital.
- Can I? For reporting purposes.

We need to find some connection

between the girl and the
drug addicts from the van.

Arkady, I need your help.

The matter’s that there’s a girl with a
craniocerebral trauma in the hospital.

The doctors say she has amnesia.
You can hypnotize, right?

God, when was that!
I haven’t practiced for ages.

I forgot how to do that.

If you want, I can
recommend someone.

No. I don’t want to take
someone from the street.

She’s our only witness.
I can only trust you with her.

I’m waking up... It’s dark.

That scream again.
They’re calling Nastya.

It’s a male voice.

Are you alone?

Yes. There’s no one else in the room.

I get out of bed, go out in the hallway.

What does it look like
where you’re?

This’s a house. Not like in the
countryside, a modern.

Good. You go out into the corridor...

There’s a guy lying on the floor.
I shout “Slavik, Slavik!”

Do you know him?

I don’t remember how
I know his name.

Good. What happened next?

- He’s asking for my forgiveness.
- Why?

I don’t know. He’s talking about
some kind of experiment...

What exactly is he saying?

He says he shouldn’t have
agreed, it’s a hoax.

He feels very bad.
I’m trying to help...

But he’s freezing up, not breathing.

I’m giving him mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation. I call for help.

A man in a white coat comes.
He’s a doctor.

- Do you recognize his face?
- No, I’m seeing him for the first time.

He pushes me away from Slavik and
I hit my head against something.

Everything’s floating before my eyes...

I’ll start waking you up now.

I’ll count from three to one.

When I say number one
You’ll wake up, open your eyes.

And you’ll experience
very pleasant feelings.

Three. Your mind’s fresh and clear.

Two. You feel the lightness
throughout the body.

One. You’re waking up.

Open your eyes.

- How are you feeling?
- I’ve recalled everything...

How could this happen to me?
What a nightmare...

That’s it for today. Patient, it’s
time to rest. Come back tomorrow.

All right.

Do you recognize this man?

This’s the doctor.

Don’t be afraid.

Easy, easy! You’ll let it fall down.

Are you okay?..

Olya, do you remember that father
was collecting model cars.

- Yup.
- They’re so beautiful.

When mother’s in a car accident,
he threw them away.

I managed to save one.

- Such a gorgeous!
- Yeah.

Olya! Quiet, look.

Nastya! How old was your father?

Forty nine. Why are you
asking, Kirill?

- Yuri Kuzmich!
- Yes, yes.

I’ve just come back
from the cemetery.

I’m sorry I didn’t make it.
I’s called...

My father’s not in the coffin.
There’s another person.

Nastya... What are you talking
about? How’s another one?

My father’s forty-nine
years old. Right?

Dr. Lemke made the
analysis of the bones.

The man who’s buried there,
he’s no more than thirty-five.

Wait, wait, wait... This can’t be true.
Maybe, it’s a mistake?

No. There can be no mistake.

Dr. Lemke’s a professional.
I trust him completely.

Well... Okay, okay. Good.
Come on, sit down, sit down.

Sit down and calm down, Nastya.

Nastenka, and we still need a
special expert testimony. Understand?

If it’s really true what you said...

I’ll conduct a thorough
investigation. And...

I’m ready to get to
work right now!

No. This’s no deal.

I can’t, I have no right to
let you in on this case.

You’re a person concerned, Nastya.

Well, you must understand that.

Ed. Ed.

- Taken a snooze just for a minute...
- Aha. I see. Anything new?

I’ve checked the surviving girl’s blood.
There’s the same drug the addicts had.

I thought the drug had something
to do with drug addiction.

But it has fallen through.
The girl wasn’t a junkie.

I see. Because of this, her body

was able to resist the toxins.
A good version.

Thank you.

- Hello everybody.
- Hi.

In sum, I managed to identify
the missing girl.

- How?
- Our girl has a distinctive mark.

A birthmark on her neck.

In sum, I looked through all the missing
persons reports and found her.

Her name’s Nadezhda Artamonova.

She has only a grandmother
in her family. She went to the police.

Hello.

- How are you feeling?
- I haven’t slept all night.

I don’t even know
my name.

You’re Nadya.
Nadya Artamonova.

During the night, I kept thinking
about this house where it happened.

I recollected something else.

- What exactly?
- There’re two of them...

The one who’s the doctor...

Who you identified.
Whose name’s Evgeny Kavrizhnyi.

And the second one came
when I’s on the floor.

He’s wearing sneakers.
White, black striped.

- There’s a trademark on the sneakers.
- Do you remember it?

Yes.

- Can you draw it?
- I’ll try.

Let’s try.
Here.

We’ll work with that.

Please, help me remember,
where I got that tattoo?

I’ll go mad this way.

Okay, okay, Nadenka.
Just don’t worry.

I’ll try to help you.
Right now.

Relax.
Close your eyes.

Imagine your thoughts —
they’re like water in the river.

Three... You’ve had a good rest.

Two... you feel freshness
and lightness.

One... Open your eyes.

Well, how are you feeling?

A little dizzy.

- So many...
- Have you remembered?

Do you remember where
you got that tattoo?

- Tattoo?
- This one.

No...

I’ve remembered everything exactly...

I’ve just graduated from the University.

Nadya, you graduated from
the University three years ago.

Really? That’s impossible! I’ve...

I recently defended my thesis.
There’s such a party!

Nadya, the party took place
three years ago.

Most likely, this tattoo

was made during those three years
you don’t remember.

Let me take a picture
of the tattoo...

In order that we can
keep working with it.

Let’s try to figure out
what it means.

- Good afternoon.
- Good day.

So what, have you resolved your
life and death issue?

Not really.

Quite the contrary. What did you
manage to learn at the hospital?

Nadya recollected that
Kavrizhnyi had an accomplice.

That’s what I thought. One man
could hardly pull that off.

I don’t know how relevant it’s,
but...

Nadya has this tattoo on her arm. She
didn’t remember where she made it.

We should show it to Oksa.
Let her check.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Hello.
- Hi. Well, finally!

You know, I think
it’s much better.

Honestly, those your trinkets
were annoying me so much.

- I’s just embarrassed to say.
- I’ll take that as a compliment.

- That’s a compliment. Oksochka.
- Yeah.

Pretty, help me to understand.
What do these hieroglyphs mean?

Are you conspiring? In the morning,
Shurik also came with these hieroglyphs.

What did he need it for?

He found this tattoo on one of the
dead guys in the van.

Okay, we’ll copy that now.
Well, it’s a Chinese hieroglyph.

- “No preservatives”.
- “No preservatives”?

- Yeah.
- Interestingly.

Let’s compare it to Shurik’s tattoo.

- Look, they’re the same.
- You know, it’s more interesting.

Maybe it’s a fashion or
trend, I don’t know. Let's see.

No, this’s not a fashion.
It’s a joke.

One tattoo artist used to make
such tattoos on the outskirts,

until he was unmasked. He’s copying
hieroglyphs from cans.

And, indeed, why go far?

So, they’re clients
of this studio.

- Apparently so.
- Well, thanks.

- The phone.
- Let’s keep thinking.

The statement about your missing
granddaughter says that Nadia lived alone.

Yes. Thanks.
For a long time already.

Fell in love with a guy.
Moved in to him. And he’s...

- Imagine, a drug addict.
- I can imagine. Easily, unfortunately.

She graduated from the University.

I found a good job for her.
Then all of a sudden — this Slavik...

Slavik — is it the hypocoristic
form of Vladislav or Vyacheslav?

- What’s his full name?
- Slavik Sirotin. Vladislav.

I helped her with money.

Well, she came to me every month.
And last week she suddenly didn’t come.

- Do you know this face?
- This’s the Slavik.

- What about him?
- He died.

Does Nadenka know?

Not yet. We didn’t tell her anything.

I tell her myself.
Later on, when she’s cured.

- Are you okay?
- Yes, Kirill, I’m fine.

You asked me to find out about
the surgeries for drug addicts.

They do them in several
clinics in Moscow.

We may start with the clinic
of Larisa Baranova.

- Why this one?
- Larisa is a leading specialist...

in the studies of the human brain’s
mysteries. I’ve known her for long.

- I’m sure she’ll help us.
- Nice.

Junkies aren’t our patients.

We work with them because of money.
This’s an expensive surgery.

The money is spent mainly
on my research.

You know, we have four recently
operated drug addicts in the morgue.

Have a look.

Is it possible that they’re
operated on here?

I’ve not seen them. Let me
check our database.

We’ve got one name.
Vladislav Sirotin.

Sirotin...
No, he wasn’t operated on.

Look at this picture then.

Well... This’s my
administrative deputy.

Lavrukhin Alexander Semyonovich.
And why are you asking?

This’s Evgeny
Anatolievich Kavrizhnyi

Seven years ago,
he’s involved in a fraud case,

related to experiments on humans.

He’s dead.
He’s in our morgue.

I struggle to understand.

Mother!
Mummy!

- Mommy...
- Quiet, quiet, quiet...

Where’s Dima Samsonov?
Why wasn’t he here today?

Calm down, calm down.

Where’s Dima Samsonov?

Hush, hush, hush, hush...

This’s my son. He’s being prepped
for surgery. He’s a little nervous.

It’s hard to admit, but
he’s a drug addict.

He’s been on drugs for four years.
You save other people,

but can’t help your dear ones.
I’ve tried everything. Nothing helps.

All what’s left is brain surgery.

- And who’s Dmitry Samsonov?
- He’s a neurosurgeon.

Lesha’s become friends with him.

He even wanted Samsonov to
operate on him. But he quit his job.

Shurik!
Tell me, “Well done, Ed!”.

Why?

I’ve found out why
Artamonova survived.

I don’t think you’re very
happy about it.

Because things don’t work out.

Look, I saw you taking
brain tissues today,

from the drug addicts.
Did you find out anything?

Well, yes. They have a very low
level of acetylcholine.

What? Acetylcholine?

We need to get back to the lab.
Let’s hit the road.

In Yekaterinburg, the whole city
spoke about this case.

I had just started working
as an investigator.

- Do you remember Evgeny Kavrizhnyi?
- Who can forget him?

Kavrizhnyi knew well

that his expensive medical center’s
sending people to the cemetery.

What makes you so sure?

Do you know what the amount
of his salary was?

Our mayor earns less.

What do you think
he gets paid for?

- For silence?
- Certainly.

Thank you very much for your help.
I’ll get back to you if anything.

- All right.
- Good bye.

- Take care.
- Good luck.

What will you say?

A man like Kavrizhnyi could
have easily deceived Larisa.

Yes, indeed, any person
in her position.

That’s the brain of a normal human.

And this’s the brain of a man
diagnosed with Alzheimer’s.

And this’s the brain of one of the addicts.
Everyone else has the same problem.

Alzheimer’s is caused by an inadequate

level of acetylcholine
in the tissues of the brain.

Yes. The drug addicts have a
low level of acetylcholine.

And it was done artificially,

thanks to the introduction of
an unknown medication.

Look,
what Alzheimer’s disease is.

It’s a progressive
memory loss. Right?

Nadya Artamonova can’t remember
the last three years of her life.

This’s very weird. And I don't know,
is there a connection?

The most direct.

Under hypnosis, she remembered that
she’d participated in an experiment.

Look, we have four dead bodies.

The medication was tested
on them, one after another.

Therefore, they died
at different times.

I think that they wanted to cure the
drug addicts in some new way.

And at first they had surgeries
on their brains.

They relieve them of
the physiological dependence.

Then they’re given the medication,
the one that erases the whole memory.

- And it removes all psychology.
- And what about Nadya?

She wasn’t a drug addict.

Although they found the same
medication in her blood.

I’ve studied the database of
patients in Baranova’s clinic.

And I found our drug addicts there.

Of course, they screwed it up big time,
having left the photos in the profiles.

And is it possible that Baranova
knew nothing about it?

Basically, yes. For example,
Vladislav Sirotin’s

mentioned in the database
under a different name.

I think they did the same
thing with the others.

Were they trying to hide money
from illegal patients?

Unlikely. Our drug addicts’re
operated on a charitable basis.

And, by the way, they’re operated on
by the same neurosurgeon.

We need to call him for interrogation.
What’s his name?

Dmitry Samsonov.

- Really?
- Yes.

Then I have another
assignment for you.

You can draw up a full
financial report for me,

using the cases of
Kavrizhnyi and Samsonov.

- All right.
- Oh, and Larisa Baranova’s too.

- I got it.
- Thank you.

Look what they write about
the highway accident.

The investigation is carried out by a
special unit of the Investigative Committee.

Well. And who is that, on the stretcher,
Nadya Artamonova?

Well, yes. They chose
the frame, of course...

How did she get a bruise on her cheek?
I’s in the hospital, didn’t see it.

- Come on, let me take a look.
- Please.

I beg.

- Wow!
- What’s it?

I think we have a new lead.

Look, here’s a picture in their paper.
Now we’ll process it, zoom in…

Looks like some kind of imprint.

You see? This’s clearly an imprint
of letterpress ink.

What’s in the report on the
examination of the van?

There’s nothing that’d leave
such a mark.

No ads, no newspapers,
no magazines, no papers, nothing.

So, she’d gotten dirty before
they put her in the van.

Look. Looks like the
title of the newspaper...

Maybe she laid down on it and
it left the imprint…

- Well, how can that help us?
- How, very simple.

Now we’ll make a list of all newspapers,

published in Moscow and
Moscow Oblast.

From the list, we’ll exclude those
that don’t suit us.

And we’ll grade them manually
analyzing the fonts.

I didn’t say I’d help you.

Are you abandoning me?

Doc! Aren’t you busy?

Can I discuss something with
you, regarding the case?

Sure. I’m listening.

You know, I think,
I’ve found the place,

where Artamonova and
the others were kept...

- And where?
- Do you remember the bruise,

the one we discovered on
Artamonova’s cheek?

Well, that’s not a bruise.
It’s a newspaper’s imprint.

And I’ve found where they
distribute this newspaper.

In the Naro-Fominsk district,
in Moscow Region.

So, it turns out that Nadya’s
kept in the house,

which is located in the Naro-Fominsk
district, in the vicinity of Moscow?

Yes. And do you know who
owns a house like this?

- Who?
- Larisa Baranova.

That’s interesting.

Well, something’s becoming clear
with Larisa Baranova.

Any leads on the others?

Yes, it’s weird. Every month the sum
was deposited in Samsonov’s account.

It’s equal to the monthly expenses
of Lavrukhin-Kavrizhnyi.

- So, it looks like blackmail.
- Well, I think so too.

We need to talk to Samsonov.

All my patients get treatment
on the charitable basis.

They don’t trust doctors like me
with paying patients.

However, this didn’t affect
your salary at all.

You got paid like everyone else.

Lavrukhin was giving me bonuses.

And when he disappeared, Baranova
promised me to take away this reward.

- Did you blackmail him?
- What makes you think so?

I have two bank statements: one about
Lavrukhin’s account, the other about yours.

It turns out that since November
of the last year,

Lavrukhin withdrew from his account
100.000 rubles every month.

Why are you telling me all this?

Because your statement says that

every month, starting
from the same time,

you deposited in your account
100.000 rubles.

So, I repeat my question.
Did you blackmail Lavrukhin?

I didn’t blackmail him.

Maybe he paid you for
some extra work?

It’s his gratitude for silence.

Ah, gratitude!
Dmitry.

It’s in your best interest to tell
me everything right now.

What do you know about
Lavrukhin’s accomplices?

Check Larisa Baranova.

She had an amorous
affair with Lavrukhin.

Do you think she didn’t know
who Lavrukhin was?

And now she’s just fired me
from the clinic for no reason?

We’ll definitely check it out.
Thank you for the information.

You know, what else?

The medical records of all
free patients,

Baranova used to take away.

Why?

She used information from them
in her research.

So, she can have the records of
all our victims?

Yes, at home or in her mansion.

She didn’t leave anything
at the clinic.

How did you know about the mansion?

They regularly used to transport
something there from the clinic.

It could be equipment,
small amounts of various chemicals.

I’ve understood you. Certainly.

What’s up?

Baranova’s country house’s on fire.

Wait, Anastasia Vladimirovna,
what about rummage?

Go quickly to her apartment.

- Is it here? Perfect.
- Yeah. What’s it?

The firefighters, among other things,
took it out of Baranova’s burning house.

It’s a helmet, a special one, it’s filled
with a very sophisticated electronics.

Yes. It’s not very noticeable now.
Why did you take it?

Well, yes. It doesn’t look like that.

But I want Shurik and Ed
to determine

what kind of experiments were carried
out in the house of Larisa Baranova.

I’s sure she had nothing
to do with it...

And I’m sure she has something
to do with it.

The basement was slightly
damaged in the fire.

And we found deep-freeze
refrigerators there,

and some evidence that human bodies
had been stored in them.

Kirill, these are medical records of

Vladislav Sirotin and three
other drug addicts.

Yes, but there’re five records.

Yes, one of them, here it is,

it’s of Alexey Baranov, Larisa’s son.
I really want to understand...

What do all these people have in
common, besides drug use?

The fingerprints,
sweat and fat marks show that

Kavrizhnyi visited Baranova’s
apartment, and not just once.

Yup. Ed, what do you have?

I found traces of Kavrizhnyi’s sperm
in the bedroom, on Baranova’s bed.

What about the DNA from
the refrigerators?

It matches our victims’ samples.

Arkady?

I showed Nadya Artamonova the sneakers
that were found in the apartment.

She identified them.

Kirill, will you say something?

I compared the medical records of Lesha
Baranov and the drug addicts who died.

So, Lesha and those guys are
of the same age, weight.

They have the same
degree of addiction.

The same blood type. The list of
similarities is quite long.

So, they’re carefully selected.

Yes, we can assume that Baranova

she conducted experiments
in order to cure her son.

Yes.
And when did this happen?

Good. We’ll be there soon.

Kirill, we need to get to Baranova’s
clinic. There’s an extreme situation.

Hello. Are you from
the Investigative Committee?

Yes, hello.

Let’s go.
There’s another body over there.

Here it is.

Lesha Baranov died no more
than an hour ago.

Kirill, come over here.

Look.

It’s a long way for me. I’d to sacrifice
everything. But I have no regrets.

I managed to develop
an original method,

which allows to solve the problem
of drug addiction completely.

The method consists of three phases.

The first phase is a simple operation
on lumbar gyrus.

The second is the treatment of the brain
with electric current in a pulse helmet.

And the third is the introduction of the
medication that selectively erases memory.

This’s my son Alexey Baranov.
He got hooked on heroin four years ago.

All he needs for a full recovery is
the introduction of the medication.

Lesha, do you want to live?

I want, mother.
But what’s life without rush?

There’re things you can enjoy.

Like what, for example?

Well, for example, the perception that
you have your family, beloved people.

For example, I have you.

What’s wrong with you?

- I’m sorry, mother.
- Have you injected drugs?

Have you knocked up?
I asked you!

I begged you!

I asked you, I begged you.
You can’t.…

In sum, what did you and Shurik
come up with?

The patients put on this helmet.

and they talked about a period
they wanted to forget.

Why did they have to tell?

The device picks up
electrical impulses,

which the human brain
creates in this case.

I see.
How is that connected with memory?

The electrical impulses activate
neural connections.

What are neural connections?

Neural connections are memories,
feelings, emotions.

And the more things
happen to a person,

the more neural connections
are formed.

So, this device allowed to
trace the connections,

which are formed in a
certain period of time.

It can be a year, two, three...
As long as you want.

And then?

And then followed a pause.
For a few days.

Well, in order to
rule out the possibility of

brain damage after further actions.

- Then the medication was injected?
- Yeah. It destroyed those connections.

Yes, and the person
forgot everything.

Thanks, Ed. You can go home.

- And you?
- I’ll stay for a while.

Okay.

Well, yes, I remember them.

Young people, guys in love.

They came to me and wanted to
make paired tattoos.

We looked through with them...
And chose that one.

This hieroglyph.
Cheap and cheerful.

They didn’t know they’re buying
information about canned food.

Of course, they didn’t.

The guys wanted a drawing
that depicted eternal love.

- They got it.
- How did they behave?

While I’s inking his tattoo,
he’s telling me some nonsense.

And that kind of nonsense?

Well, that he wanted to
erase his memory.

It’s his only chance to survive.

That his girl would erase her memory
too. Otherwise, how would they live?

They needed the tattoos to find
each other afterwards.

He’s asking me all the time to
make a beautiful drawing.

It’s the only memory of their love.

- Nastya, we’ll finish soon.
- No, everything’s all right.

Doc, maybe you have a method

to become able to forget everything?

I have. Just this.

Take it.

Thank you.

Nastya,
why are you so late?

- Are you okay?
- I just don’t understand.

Even if Lesha had survived...
She killed four!

She wouldn’t have a chance
to escape from punishment.

Why couldn’t she carry out tests
according to all rules?

Well, according to all rules —
it’s at least fifteen years.

She just didn’t have time for that.

Heroin addicts live no more
than four years.

It feels like you’re defending her...

I’m not defending her.

I’m just trying to put myself in her
shoes. She’s a scientist.

She managed to create something for
her son that no doctor could do.

What doctor?
A doctor writes prescriptions.

And she came up with something
new for her son.

Yes, some people can do anything
for their children.

Only for some reason they forget
to ask them about this.

What have you got?

Ah? Dr. Rotkin’s medicine?

It’s forbidden to drive
in this condition.

So, come on, I’ll walk you home.

Let’s go.

Kirill, let’s go.

Don’t be afraid. Let’s go.

- Hold on.
- Kirill,

my father’s a real officer.

Do you understand what it means
to be a real officer?

- I understand.
- No, you don’t understand.

He couldn’t relax for a second.

Just for a second! He had such a great
sense of responsibility.

Before the world.

- Do you understand?
- Understand.

I think this feeling’s
transmitted to me.

I can’t relax. Never.

Kirill, well, sometimes one
can afford it.

- Sure you can.
- Yeah.

Well, look. So.

- So, do you like it? And so?
- Nastya.

- Catch me up, Kirill.
- Nastya.

Nastya!

- Nastya!
- Yes.

- Will you have supper?
- I will.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Olechka, please, make me some
tea with lemon.

- We’re freezing.
- Okay.

Olya, where’s our family album?

- In the bedroom, I guess.
- Kirill! To the bedroom!

Neatly. Neatly.

Well, I’m just a little girl.
This’s my favorite picture.

A good one.

Yes, beautiful. Well, it...

It’s the graduation day from the School
of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

And here I’m still a blonde.

Anyway, that’s enough. I’m sleepy.

Sometimes you have to do
what you want. Yes?

Yes.

Nastya!

The kettle...

Sorry.