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I hope you can forgive me.

Cut!

What is she doing again, eh?

Sorry. I couldn't...

Agnia, darling, what is it now?

It's just that Kostya made this face...

What face am I supposed to make?
I'm dying, by the way!

Listen, I understand.
We're all tired and nervous.

But let's get it together!

OK. I'm ready.

Styopa, there's another corpse.

The prop guys must've forgotten it.

What corpse?

Come on, help me...

Lyonya!

Academia

Galina Sumina

Maksim Bityukov

Elizaveta Lotova, Aleksandr
Konstantinov, Vladimir Yumatov

Aleksandr Yatsko, Igor Yurtaev,
Eric Yaralov

Academia

- Yes.
- Hello.

Anastasia Vladimirovna, right?

That's right.

My name is Sirotin Stanislav
Vasilyevich.

Have a seat.

Stanislav,
if I remember correctly,

you own the New World
hypermarket chain?

I have a lot of different businesses.

And recently I decided
to invest in cinema.

Maybe you heard?

We have this project,
Perfect Passion.

- They're writing a lot about it.
- No, unfortunately.

Thing is, our producer,

Lyonya Perlov, he was killed.
Presumably yesterday.

I'd like your team
to conduct the investigation.

Why our team?

Firstly, because Yuriy Kuzmich
said you are the best.

I know him well, for many years.
I trust him.

And then, some wise-ass from
the press wrote that

Lyonya Perlov had been stealing
money from the movie budget.

Now I'm the prime suspect.

I wouldn't kill for that.

That's why I want an honest
and objective investigation.

OK. I'll try to help you.
We'll take this case.

An order is an order.
But I'm warning you.

We won't cover up anything.

What? Of course not.

The victim's head was pierced.
The blow wasn't fatal.

Most likely, it caused
loss of consciousness.

He died of multiple
stab wounds to the chest.

When did death occur?

Death occurred about 12 hours ago.

Do you see? There's a bite
or something, I can't tell...

Come in, take a seat...

At first we thought it was a prank.

Then Agnia screamed. We looked
closer, and it was Lyonya.

Was anyone here at night?

Maybe just a security guard.
But he's at the reception desk.

That's it. We wrapped up
early yesterday and went home.

I see.

Please dim the projector.

Dim the lights, please!

What are you doing?

This is luminol. It detects
trace amounts of blood.

I see no dragging. Most likely, the
killer stuffed the victim's body

under the bed, then tried
to wash off the blood.

Shurik, send these photos to Oksa.

Let her recreate the
murder choreography.

I'll talk to the team
in the meanwhile. Thanks.

No problem.
Just a few more minutes.

Tell me about Leonid Perlov.

Maybe he had enemies, ill-wishers?

Well, we are the ill-wishers.
He hasn't paid us for 2 months.

And not just us.

You know, they don't speak ill
of the dead.

But I doubt you'll hear a lot of
good things about Lyonya here.

He was a cheapskate!
Stole everything.

What are we supposed to work with?
Look at our costumes!

These were brought from
another project.

We have to adjust costumes
for our actors every time!

I see. Thanks a lot.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Just look at this, the script
is full of corrections!

I rewrote it ten times.
Perlov didn't like it anyway!

And he didn't even pay me for it!
I'm working my ass off for free!

Well, I'm sorry.

He doesn't know a thing about
cinema. He's an agronomist!

Perlov stumbled, hit his head
on the bed frame.

Passed out.

Then the killer threw himself
on top of him and killed him.

- What did he stumble over?
- A cable.

I see. Good job.

I also checked his phone number.

The last person he spoke with was
one Stanislav Sirotin, at 10:15.

At 10:45 he texted one Lyda.

Who is Lyda?

I don't know who Lyda is. But shortly
before he died, Perlov texted her.

He wanted to meet her in the
pavilion and tell her something.

- Maybe she's his wife?
- No, his wife's name is Agnia.

Ah, Lyda is that actress,
the one with a little knife.

She's the lead.

- Right.
- Let me help you.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you, young man.

I'm sorry. Do you also work at
the Perfect Passion project?

Well, kind of, yes.

Do you know a woman named Lyda?

Lyda Kuleshova? Of course I do.
She's our diva.

Does she star in this movie too?

"Star" is too strong a word!
God didn't give her the talent.

So how come she's
the leading actress?..

Young man, I hate to destroy
your illusions.

But every beautiful woman

has lots of ways to
get a main role.

Actually, there was a scandal
here the other day.

What scandal?

Agnia Perlova found out
how Lyda had gotten the lead.

Made a scene in front of the
entire crew.

It was a mess! Agnia was hysterical.
Perlov crawling on his knees after her.

Swearing that he'd leave Lyda,
that he only wants his wife...

Anyway, enough to make a cat laugh.

Can you tell us where Lyda's
dressing room is?

Down the corridor, third door.

- Hello. Are you Lydia Kuleshova?
- Yes.

Great. We are from the
Investigative Committee.

My name is Artur Vardanyan.
This is our expert Alexander Mukhin.

Hi.

Listen, I understand that you're
investigating Lyonya’s murder.

But why did you come to me?

Just to ask a couple of questions.

Fine. Hurry up, I have a scene
in 10 minutes.

OK. When was the last time
you saw Perlov?

Last night.
At the end of the shift.

And after the shift?

After the shift, I went to my dressing
room and didn't leave till morning.

- Did you spend the night here?
- Yes. I was very tired, I fell asleep.

So you didn't meet with
Perlov yesterday?

- No.
- OK. I'll put it this way.

At 10:45 he texted you that he
wanted to meet in the pavilion.

Look, I didn't see or hear
anything because I was sleeping.

Oh, OK.
This must be your sleeping potion.

- Did you drink from this yesterday?
- Is it forbidden?

No. It's not.

Look, I just wanted to relax
and finally get some sleep!

OK, OK. So you had some of this
cognac and fell asleep, right?

Exactly.

OK. Would you care to explain
how... May I?

How this nice little knife...

ended up in your dressing room?

- It's probably a prop.
- Not really. You know...

It's not a prop. The blood
is real, at least.

I'm an expert, I know what I'm saying.

Lydia. You have to come with us.
Please. Move.

Lyda! Where are you going?
We're shooting!

You tell them that.
They want to arrest me.

What do you mean - arrest?
Come on, you'll wreck the schedule!

Let us do the scene first, then
arrest her, take her, whatever.

Well, thank you, Stepan.

Kuleshova is suspected of
murdering Perlov.

So your shift can be moved.
Do you understand? Come on!

- You're the director, right?
- Director. Yes.

Hire me as a stuntman.

I'm a good free runner,
by the way.

Well, that's awesome.
I'll keep it in mind.

But we don't need one right now.
Can I ask you a favor though?

- Yeah.
- I marked one scene here...

The police investigating
a crime scene.

Can you read it, tell me your
opinion as a professional?

- Yes. Of course.
- Come on, I'll give you my number.

We ran a DNA test on
the blood from the knife.

- It's Leonid Perlov's blood.
- I've never seen this knife before.

Fine. So you said that night

you had too much cognac
and fell asleep.

Exactly.

And you think someone planted this
knife while you were sleeping?

It's the only explanation.

How much did you drink if
you passed out and didn’t hear

someone walking into
your dressing room?

Look, I have insomnia.
A glass of cognac helps me a lot.

So you just had one glass?

You have a drink every night
after your shift.

And you go home anyway.

But this time you passed out and
fell asleep in the dressing room.

Listen, I didn't kill Lyonya.
He built my career.

Exactly.

Then he said he was leaving you.

And he said it in front of
the entire crew.

If he'd left you, it would've
ruined your career.

Apologizing to his wife

didn't mean anything.
Lyonya promised to leave her.

She's a very self-confident girl.
But she's probably just

playing one,
to avert suspicion from herself.

She had motive and opportunity.
And her alibi is unconvincing.

Nastya, slow down. You're
talking like it's done.

I agree with Dr.Lemke.

On the surface, everything adds up.
But there are inconsistencies.

- Like what?
- Like this knife.

She couldn't drag the body
out of the pavilion, fine.

But why would she hide the knife
in her dressing room?

OK.

What if she actually got drunk?
Not totally wasted.

But enough to lose control.

She only had a little drink.

I doubt it was enough
to decide to murder someone.

Lyda said she always has a bottle
of cognac in her dressing room.

Theoretically, someone could've
come in and spiked it with sedative.

Kirill, theoretically, anyone
could've killed Perlov.

But all the evidence points
to Lyda Kuleshova.

That't the thing, the evidence
seems to be dropping in our lap.

But there are also inconsistencies.
Like the hematoma on the victim's head.

Its shape doesn't match
the shape of the bed frame.

Fine. Let's check all these
inconsistencies.

Yes, thank you, Roma.
Yes, I understand.

Thank you so much.
We'll talk it over tomorrow.

OK, bye.

Mishin says hi.

What's new with him?

He says he's dug up a lot
of interesting stuff.

Regarding the falsification
of Zorin's remains?

No. Regarding Vera Nechayeva
and Lobanov's trip to Norilsk.

He didn't say anything
about the falsification.

What falsification?

Olya, I thought you were asleep.

Kirill, you said "falsification of
Zorin's remains". What does it mean?

Olyechka, go back to sleep.
I'll explain everything later.

Explain now.
What falsification?

OK, I'm leaving.

The thing is,

the man buried in our father's
grave is not our father.

So the man we buried
10 years ago is not our father?

No.

So our father might be alive?

He might. That's what I'm trying to
find out. And Mishin is helping me.

Wait, how did it happen?

The official version is that
our father was burnt in a car.

It was very difficult to
identify those burnt remains.

So everyone was 100% sure
that it was our father.

Wait. But who needs this
falsification?

I don't know, Olya. I'm trying to
find out. But it's not working out.

Vera? Who is she? What's in Norilsk?

Vera is a woman who had a
relationship with our father.

And if our father is alive,
I suspect that

he's been hiding at her place
in Norilsk all this time.

Great. Father's mistress?

So you think he didn't die

but betrayed us for her, right?

I don't understand.
What do you mean, betrayed?

Let's go to Norilsk then!

- Olya.
- We'll talk.

Stop. We can't go to Norilsk
and talk to her.

- Why?
- Because she's no longer alive.

Shame. I would tell her
a thing or two.

Olya, stop. Their relationship
is their business.

Besides, you know what?
It's all in the past!

For you, maybe. I just found out
about it. Sorry.

It is not easy for me to realize

that our father betrayed us
for some woman from Norilsk.

That's why I didn’t tell you
anything, Olya.

- I shouldn't have, actually.
- Right! Should've keep lying!

- I never lied to you.
- You hid the truth!

I didn't.
I... just... I...

You always said we're
the Zorin sisters!

We're a team. We have no secrets.

Yes. That's... that's true.
That's right.

How can I trust you now?

Maybe there's still something
you're not telling me?

Olya, come on.
I just wanted to protect you.

I wanted to figure it out myself,
then tell you.

Thanks for your concern, sis!

But who? Who needed it?

- His assitant, for instance!
- What's the assistant's motive?

Almost everyone had a motive.
Someone was fired by him.

Someone was screwed over.
So practically everyone

on the set hated him.

What's the dispute about?

Anastasia Vladimirovna,
the dispute is about

who slipped a sedative
into Lyda's cognac.

- Looks like Lyda has been framed.
- Yes. One more thing.

We miscalculated the choreography
of the murder a little bit.

Perlov didn't fall on the bed frame.

- He was hit on the back of his head.
- What?

Here! I made a model.
Something like a cane.

Or maybe a tripod. Folded down.

I see. So all this time we've
been on a wrong trail?

No wonder.

The evidence seemed to
be dropping in our lap.

Someone wanted us to find it.

OK. Now we go back to the crime
scene and start over.

Hold on. The cable is plugged
into the projector.

If Perlov had stumbled, he
would've pulled the projector.

OK. Maybe. But the projector
was unplugged at night.

So Perlov couldn't have
fallen at all.

OK, fine.
Maybe the killer was hiding there.

And when Perlov was standing
with his back to them...

- OK.
- They jumped out and knocked him out.

Let's assume so.
But they had to make sure

that all evidence points to Lyda.

Here's what I think.
He used Leonid's phone

and texted Lyda.
Making it look like a fight.

Fabricating the evidence.
Just like in a movie script.

Yes. Exactly.
If I'd wanted to kill Perlov,

I would've done the same.
Framed his wife or mistress.

Besides, both had their reasons.

As for the wife - no, I doubt it.

Because he officially
apologized to her.

Said he'd leave Lyda.

Besides, she could've divorced
him and gotten some of his money.

OK. I hope Nastya will get
something out of Agnia.

I hear you arrested Kuleshova.
I'm not surprised.

That country mutt
is capable of anything.

Well, she didn't seem upset
by Leonid's death.

Neither does the whole crew.
Neither do you, for that matter.

We don't have time for mourning.

Sirotin isn't going to stop shooting.
The movie has to be finished.

Actually, I agree with him.

This is the best tribute
to my husband.

I don't think he'd want his
creation to die with him.

Yes. But how do we shoot the
movie without our star Lydochka?

Don't worry.
She'll be released soon.

What? Wait...
Wait, isn't she...

No, she isn't.
She didn't kill Leonid.

- Are you sure?
- Of course.

She had her reasons.

Tsaritsyno. Why not?

A carriage ride.
A fresh air dinner.

And then a proposal
in the moonlight.

First of all, I don't like horses.

And second, it's a cliché.

It's not a cliché.
It's a classic, Ed.

Oksa is not a fan of the classic.
She's, like, a cool hacker.

Right!

- Maybe an online probosal?
- What's wrong with you?

I understand that your generation
lives on the Internet.

But there are still things in the
world that aren't done online.

What things aren't done online?

You know, Oksa,
we've been discussing.

Is it possible to kill a person
via the Internet?

I think everything is possible
on the Internet.

By the way, did you know that
Agnia was having an affair too!

- With whom?
- Konstantin Karasev.

Her movie partner.

Actually, Karasev and Agnia
benefit from Perlov's death.

Agnia gets money and freedom.

And Karasev marries a lady
with a good dowry.

Seriously?
You believe this gossip?

I don't know. You tell me.
Should I?

How dare you! Huh?

Approach a grieving widow
with such questions!

- Where were you that night?
- I'm sorry, what?!

Where were you last night?

Do you suspect me?
She suspects me.

Was it Lydka?!

Do I have to ask
for the third time?

- I was with Tonya. Tonya, tell her.
- Yes.

- Where was Karasev?
- Ask him.

We don't communicate
outside the set.

I don't care about
all those tabloids.

Fine. I'll talk to him.

- Goodbye.
- Take care!

Goodbye.

I was at home that night.
With Agnia.

Agnia says she was at Tonya's.
Tonya confirms that.

Tonya is Agnia's best friend.
Of coure she will support her.

So you're not denying that you
were seeing Agnia

behind Leonid Perlov's back?

What's the point of denying it?

Who cares now? Leonid is dead,
Agnia is a free woman.

How long have you been dating?

Since we started shooting. Agnia
already suspected Leonid of cheating.

Can anyone confirm that you

and Agnia were at your place
the night of murder?

No one. It didn't cross our
minds to invite spectators.

Let me ask, how did you get
this rash on your arms?

I don't know.
Some kind of allergy.

You know, ammonia causes
a similar reaction.

Most detergents contain ammonia.

And we found traces of detergent
at the crime scene.

Apparently, someone really tried
to get the blood off the rug.

Well, I tried to get wine
off a rug.

You and Agnia. At your place.

Agnia and I. At my place.

I'm sorry I can't provide you
with witnesses. But it's true.

Sorry. They're waiting for me
on the set.

Yes. I knew about Kostya
and Agnia’s affair.

But Agnia asked me
not to tell anyone.

Do you understand that this
isn't just about adultery?

You're covering a murder suspect.

Yes. But I really thought Agnia
had been with Kostya that night.

Besides, Agnia couldn't
kill anyone. I know that.

Especially not Leonid.
She loved him.

Did she love Karasev as well?

Please. Karasev was just
a living toy for her.

Just like Lyda for Leonid.

- Yes. Thank you, Tonya.
- Thank you.

Even if Karasev or Agnia
are involved,

we can't prove it.

Nastya, they have no alibi.

According to Karasev, they
were both in his apartment.

Unfortunately, we can't prove
that they weren't either.

Hello, dear scientists! Pour
some tea for a poor detective.

Hi, Roma. Of course.
What do you got?

Remember 3 years ago Lobanov
went to Vera Nechayeva's funeral?

- Yes. Under a false name.
- It's been confirmed.

Lobanov wasn't in Moscow.

He took unpaid leave, said
he was going on a fishing trip.

- But he went to Norilsk.
- By plane.

I found his name in
the passenger list.

He introduced himself to her
relatives as Porfiriy Petrovich.

I wonder how he found out about
Vera's death if he was in Moscow?

I have no idea.

10 years ago,
when Vladimir Zorin died,

I tried to continue his investigation.
But Lobanov didn't support me.

Moreover, I think Lobanov had
something to do with me getting fired.

OK, but if he knows the truth,
why hide it for 10 years?

My next step is searching for
the answer to this question.

For now I can say that the
roots of the current events

lie in a 10-year-old case.

Nastya!

I'm sorry.

I gotta go.
I'll be back tomorrow.

Olya! Olya, wait!
Where are you going?

- What do you care? Bye!
- Olya!

She's angry, huh?

Of course she's angry.

Nastya.

Don't Nastya me. I lied to her,
now she's angry. She should be.

What will happen to the movie
after Leonid Perlov's tragic death?

First of all... I'm sorry,
I'm nervous.

This is a big loss...

Look, a familiar face.
I'll turn it up.

- Change the channel.
- Hold on.

As for the movie,

it will be a tribute to him,
as it were!

Look what's in his hands.
The pipe!

Looks heavy.
You can kill someone with that.

Wait, Kirill. You think
it could be the murder weapon?

Why not?

Before he died, Perlov spoke
with Sirotin on the phone.

Yes.

Besides, Sirotin had a motive.

He stole money from Perlov.

Yes?

We studied your pipe collection.

Some of them are really heavy.

Naturally.
They are all mahogany.

May I ask why you are
interested in my pipes?

The killer hit Leonid on his
head with something heavy,

shaped like one of these pipes.

You were the last person to call
Perlov before he died.

What did you talk about?

We discussed financial matters.

Counted how much he stole from you?

We had an argument.
That was it.

Where did you go after?

I didn't go anywhere.
I stayed at home.

Yes. You were at home.
But only till 10:15.

Then you went to the studio.

What makes you think so?

Our colleagues checked your GPS.

And the security guard said
that he saw you there that night.

Fine. I did go to the studio.

As I said, we argued
over the phone.

I wasn't rude with him. I wanted to
fire him. He wasn't at the studio.

Why didn't you tell us?

I didn't think it was relevant.
I never saw him at the studio.

You expect us to just
take your word for it?

Nastyenka, why wouldn't
you take my word for it?

I didn’t hire you so that
you would accuse me.

So you hired me?

I told you we wouldn't
cover anyone.

You were at the studio
on the night of murder.

And you confessed to us that
you were furious.

Yes. I was furious! Sorry.

Because he's a thief, a liar...
He's a scum.

And maybe while you were driving,

you decided that a man like
Perlov didn't deserve...

Stop, stop, stop!

You've considered all versions.
Now I understand

that you deserve a generous reward.

OK, Stanislav Sirotin,

you're under arrest on suspicion
of Leonid Perlov's murder.

I told you, we can work it out.

Are you trying to bribe me?

Everyone knows that our police
don't accept bribes.

I said no restaurants!
Oksa and a restaurant - it's...

I have an idea.

I hope this idea is better
than an Internet proposal?

You'll propose to her right here!

This is the most antiromantic
place on earth.

Alright, Ed, listen, I give up!
You don't like anything.

We're stuck in this lab every day!

We dissect bodies here.

So? Doc and I suggested, like,

fifty options, and you
haven’t chosen anything!

Well, I'm sorry for preparing
so carefully for

the most important event of my life.

It seems to me that you just
keep postponing it.

Are you going to propose
to Oksa or not?

- I am!
- So what's the problem?

Go for it! How much longer will
you carry that ring in your pocket?

OK. Thank you for your help,
colleagues.

But I'll deal with it myself!

- Why are you sulking now?
- Thanks!

Shurik, you were rude. You
can't talk to people like that.

Doc, how else am I supposed
to talk to him?

How much longer will he put
it off? Half a century?

He's a very serious guy.

And he's taking this step
seriously. Yes.

Proposing to your beloved isn't
something you do every day.

- Did you find anything?
- Did you?

Sorry?

The spot where you'll propose?

- You know?
- Everyone does. Except Oksa, of course.

- Shurik is such a big mouth.
- Come on. He just wanted to help.

His help doesn't do any good...

Listen, you're taking this
too seriously.

I wish I could see you proposing.

Actually, it was
spontaneous and unexpected.

We we walking in the park.
And I just realized that

I wanted her to be my wife.

It was quiet.
The weather was wonderful.

Yeah. There was no one around.

And I proposed to her.
I didn't even have a ring.

You had the moment.
You used it.

I wish I had the moment.

That's OK. Such moments
are difficult to predict.

Just relax and trust your heart,
that's all...

OK. Back to work now.
Look what I found.

See? There's something like
a scratch under his ear.

A puncture. As if from a shot.

Looks like someone intentionally

pierced his neck and
the vertebral artery.

Yeah. Does it mean he didn't
die from stab wounds?

Yes, it does.

I studied the puncture on the victim's
neck and found traces of ink.

Was he killed with a pen?!

Judging by the composition and
quality of the ink, yes.

And it was quite expensive.
A fountain pen.

The puncture was done very carefully.

The killer knew what he was doing.
Most likely, he's good at anatomy.

Then it's not Sirotin.
He has no education at all.

I never thought Sirotin
had killed Perlov.

A man like him wouldn't get
his hands dirty.

He'd hire someone,
do everything quietly.

Yes. It seems that the killer
had really thought it through.

Where to put blood
at the crime scene.

The best way to frame Lyda.

And not just her.
Doesn't it seem strange to you

that we have 4 suspects?

And everyone's motive is clear.

By the way, they all appeared
shortly before the murder.

On top of that.

Oksa called the office of the

newspaper that had published an
article about Perlov’s theft.

Turns out, it was
an anonymous source.

- How did they contact them?
- Email.

Oksa found out that several online
magazines had received information

about Agnia and Karasev's affair
from this email address.

That anonym also wrote a letter to
Agnia about her husband’s affair.

So this anonym provoked

that scandal on the set.

Looks like we're dealing
with a skillful manipulator.

I wonder who that is.
We checked everyone.

Apparently, we missed something.
Or they got away.

- Hello.
- Hi. Did you catch the killer?

Almost. We just need to understand

who they are, find them, arrest
them and prove they're guilty.

You have a lot of work to do.

Yeah, we do. By the way,
I read your script.

Here, I made some adjustments.
Check it out.

- What do you think?
- Well, it's interesting.

Come on, don't be shy! Say it.
This script is garbage.

- Honestly? Total garbage!
- Total garbage.

You know, when I accepted
this story,

the script was fine,
the plot was good.

But you see, Perlov,
he ruined everything.

Turned Lyda's tiny part
into the lead.

And she's useless! You know?
She was sleeping with him.

What was in the original?

Everything that's not there now.

A solid, interesting plot.
Good science fiction.

Wait, like The Stalker?

Kind of. In the story, an
alien spaceship crashes on Earth.

There's only one survivor.
A girl saves him, she's human.

And eventually they fall in love.

But since he came to conquer

humanity, she faces a choice...

Save humanity or stay
with the love of your life.

Actually, that's interesting.
I'd watch that.

So would I.
You see, this Perlov

brought in his screenwriter,
who just rewrote everything.

Who is the screenwriter?

Some boy named Igor.

Igor.

- Come again. Senya Sokolov?
- Yeah. A lighting technician.

I hear he works in
St. Petersburg now.

St. Petersburg. Got it.
Thank you very much.

Artur!

- Can I talk to you for a sec?
- Yes.

- Remember that old man we saw?
- Yeah. The one with the coins?

- Look.
- Mikhail Batishchev?

He's 60. He was a famous
dialogist back in Soviet times.

Then, in 2000s, he worked
on detective series.

He wrote a very popular detective
story as part of a writing group.

The Evidence, remember? But he
never had his own projects.

Until he met Leonid Perlov.
The latter bought from him

the rights to this
Perfect Passion for a penny.

Then he dumped Batishchev and gave
the idea to another screenwriter.

So he took a concept from the man

and turned it into
a second-rate thriller.

Listen, if he was kicked out,
what is he doing here?

Stepan said that he was allowed

to be on the set as a consultant.

Shurik, does this cane handle
look familiar to you?

It does. It's similar to the
murder weapon model Oksa made.

That's right. But we can't arrest
him just because of the cane.

What do we do? Shurik! Shurik!

Excuse me. Are you Mikhail Batishchev?
The author of The Evidence?

We met at the vending machine.

- Yes, yes, young man.
- Honestly, I love your show!

You wrote it all so cool! The
main character, the chemist.

I'm a chemist myself. You thought it
all through. All this chemical stuff...

Chemical experiments...
It was all so cool. Respect!

Thank you.

- Can I have your autograph?
- Why not?

Great. Here.

Notebook. Now, a pen...

I have it, I have it...
For whom?

- Shurik.
- Shurik.

Hey. What you are watching?

Batishchev's series,
Hospital Regime.

Not a masterpiece, of course.

But the medical aspect
is very realistic.

Batishchev said they had very
good consultants. They helped him.

Also,

The murder in episode 5 is
exactly like the one we have.

Damage to the vertebral artery.

- Really?
- Really.

Hey. I brought pizza.
Your favorite.

- Thanks.
- Cheese.

Thanks.

- Well, I'm not a pizza lover.
- Nastya, let's talk.

I'm gonna go. I have this
test to finish at the lab.

I'll go do it. Take care, girls.

So why do I deserve
your forgiveness?

It wasn't easy for me to accept
the whole truth about our father.

But then it dawned on me that you,
too, went through all this.

And I realized what you wanted
to protect me from.

Olya.
Forgive me.

- You too.
- Let's make a deal.

No more secrets. OK?

I'll hold you to your word.
Where's Shurik?

Shurik? He must be around...

Here! Shurik brought a comparative

analysis of the ink from the
autograph and the ink from the wound.

- Can I?
- Yes.

I'm not even gonna ask
what this is about.

And?

100% match.
This pen might not be

the murder weapon.

But it's a match.

Too many matches,
don't you think?

The ink, the pen, the cane. This whole
situation with Batishchev and Perlov.

- We should talk to him.
- Nastya.

No. Thank you.

Frankly, Mikhail Yuryevich,

you really know a lot
about investigative work.

Must be the experience
with detective series.

You knew perfectly well
what we would do.

Where the evidence will
lead us and to whom.

You gave us 4 false leads.

Lyda, Agnia, Karasev and,
of course, Sirotin.

You were supposed to arrest Sirotin.

- Yeah. He had a motive.
- Money.

Besides, Sirotin stayed in
the studio overnight.

He was well aware of all the
conflicts on the set.

He also had a whole bunch
of heavy pipes.

They could serve
as a murder weapon.

But unfortunately your plan
wasn't so perfect.

I didn't expect you to find

the puncture on Perlov’s neck.

You wanted to make it look
like he was pushed,

then he accidentally fell
and hit his head.

But Perlov suddenly began
to regain consciousness.

You got scared that you simply
wouldn't handle him.

And you pierced his
vertebral artery with this.

Then you just stabbed him.

Yes, Mikhail Yuryevich,

you learned a lot
from your shows.

Why did you kill Perlov?
Didn't want to share the script?

My dream was to carry out this
project.

For 20 years I'd searched
for sponsors in studios.

Then Perlov showed up and just
took your whole life's work from you.

He didn't just steal it!
He mutilated this project!

He took away my opportunity to leave
something in the history of cinema.

He stole my dream from me!
My swan song!

He wanted an erotic thriller.

I gave him an erotic thriller.
Not a movie, but for real.

Doesn't it scare you that you
have to go to prison for murder?

No. I've already proved
everything to everyone.

A prison or a home -
I don't care.

I have no relatives.
I have no one.

I'm used to being alone.
So go ahead, put me in prison.

For life, if you want.

Yeah...

So did art help you
take your mind off things?

Not really.
I look at the paintings

and think about Batishchev.
I feel sorry for him.

- Sorry?
- Yeah.

He killed a man. Framed
almost the entire crew.

So what? I still feel
sorry for his movie.

Shurik told me about
the original idea.

It was good.
Until Perlov ruined it.

The script must still be there
somewhere. I'd like to read it.

- Right?
- Right.

Olya... Yes, Olya. Hey.

What? Wait. Hello. Wait,
I don't understand. Slowly.

I don't get it.
What happened to Shurik?

OK. Calm down please.
We're on our way.

It's Shurik. She says they
need our help. Let's go?

Of course.

- Is this his floor?
- Yeah, he lives here.

No one's picking up.

Why is the door open?

What's this? Ed,
you scared the hell out of me!

There was no other way to
get you to come to dinner.

- Was it a conspiracy?
- Well... yes.

- I hate you all!
- Have a seat.

Don't touch me!

Ed.

I want to tell you that...

No one did anything like that
for me. It's true.

And I'm happy you're in my life.

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

You are a great person.

Oksa.

You are the woman of my life.

Will you marry me?

Ed, are you crazy? Put it away!
Why do you have to ruin it?

Ed.

Oksa, just tell me one thing.
Do you... do you love me?

Yes.

Nastya! Are you ready?

Not really, Kirill. Give me a sec.
Well? What's the news?

Did Ed propose to Oksa?

I don't know. I don't know.

Whew. I made it.

Hi, Rom, did something happen?

I learned something about the
falsification of Zorin's remains.

Did the IC finally make progress?

- No, and it won't anytime soon.
- Why?

There's no investigation.