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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.