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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.