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AUGUST 18

Rejection is a useless
energy-consuming process.

You waste much more energy
on not knowing about the danger...

Than on saving yourself from it.

That's why there are much more
victims than winners in this world.

LETTER OF RESIGNATION

TEACH ME HOW TO LIVE

EPISODE 4

14 DAYS EARLIER

Where's another letter?
Did you take it?

What letter? I didn't take anything.

Where's it?

What the hell?

That's my bed. Put it back how it was.

Where's another letter?

You don't understand what you've done.

Maybe you ate it?

What are you doing? Get off me!

Get off me! I didn't take your letter!

Get off me!

Freeze! Face the wall!

Okay, okay, okay!

Hands!

- Move!
- What did I do? It was him!

Quiet!

If I wasn't supposed to take it,
I won't do it anymore.

That's not the point.
At what time did that woman come?

Around eight.

I thought it was that other patient,
but it was her.

Other patient? Did someone else come by?

A patient wanted to cancel his appointment.

I told him to come on Monday
because that's not my job.

He got nervous and said
that no one believed him.

- Whose patient was it?
- Melentyev's.

Okay, I mostly have group sessions
on Monday.

And I don't remember
anyone displeased there.

I have two women in the morning.

Then that faker
with multiple personalities.

Then an old patent, but it can't be him.

- Wait, the faker?
- Yes.

- The one I talked to?
- Yes.

Can you show me his file?

Yes.

Frankly speaking, he didn't look
very pleased. And me neither.

Because after you left, I spent
half of the day putting everything back.

I woke up today...

And I don't remember
where I was and what I did this night.

And I'm so tired.

Someone is using my body.

I don't know what I do when I'm not me.

Sometimes I do something...

I mean, not me... He does something.

And I'm responsible.

I need to talk to you. Hello!

Was Alla Plotnikova your patient?

You know perfectly well that she was.

What was her diagnosis?

Obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Obsessive behavior.

I need to see her file.

Records.

How did she die?

Like all the other victims.

She was found in a sandbox
but killed at home.

The lock wasn't broken, which means
that she opened the door herself.

Was Plotnikova just a patient or...

Okay. What did you find?

A photo? Some collage?

So you've been in her apartment?

It's just a guess.

Sometimes a therapist is the only person
interested in the patient's life.

And the patient starts to wrongly regard
the therapist as the object of love.

So you were the object of love
for Plotnikova?

Call it what you want.

We're gathering information about where
the members of the staff were last night.

At the time of the murder.

So I have a question for you.
Where were you last night?

It's for the record, of course.

Are you suspecting me now?

I was at home with my wife.
All evening and all night.

You don't suspect Gavrishin anymore?

And you already know, don't you?

Know what?

Gavrishin killed himself yesterday.

Are you going to say that it's my fault?

That you warned me?

No.

His life was ruined long before us.

Excuse me, I have a patient.

By the way, about the patients...

Maybe you have someone
on your mind already?

Someone capable of murder?

I'll think about it.

Thank you.

Tolya, keep an eye on Lavrov if he decides
to go somewhere. Park nearby.

- And the details?
- No details.

Half an hour. Wait.

No one notified me.

And the application couldn't
reach you so fast.

Do you see who signed it?

Yes. But Kosyrev is in solitary now, so...

So what?

Do you want to tell me that
you can do whatever you want here?

Sorry to bother you.

But as I suspected, I have to call.

Talk to him.

Yes.

Yes, this is Semenyuk.

No, not that I...

But... But he...

Can I meet my client?

My name is Sergey Petrovich Lyovshin.

I'll be assisting you with
your parole application.

Given the new circumstances...

We'll be able to not only free you
but to file a countersuit.

How do you like that?

- I just want to get out of here.
- Yes, this is our top priority.

Do I have to tell you something?

What exactly?

You were denied parole.

They used an expert
who had never seen you as a cover.

And now there's been a development
that even makes us doubt your guilt.

How much are they paying you?

You don't have to worry about that.

While I'm here, is there anything
I should know?

Investigator Puchkov visited me yesterday.

- He threatened me.
- Puchkov?

As far as I know, he's not in charge.

He used to be.

We'll sort it out.

Give it to me, give it to me,
give it to me.

Give it to me.

Just don't hurt yourself.

Dmitry, hello!
I'm Ilya Nikolayevich Lavrov.

We met at the hospital, remember?

- Open the door, please.
- Are you that doctor?

Yes. I think I can help you.

Really? You can help me get rid of him?

You know, I've been prescribed some pills,
but they don't help.

They don't? So you don't remember
where you were and what you did last night?

Why? Do you know something?

Dmitry, you came to the hospital
yesterday, remember?

And then? Who did you meet?

I didn't meet anyone. I didn't go anywhere.
And I don't need your help.

Dmitry!

Dmitry! I can help you.

I'll stay here until you open the door.

Hello!

Can I have a few minutes of your time?

I don't understand how I can help you.

I don't know what Ilya told you,
but please don't think that I forbid it.

Forbid what?

To participate in the investigation.

God, I'm so stupid!

Of course he agreed.

Of course.

He agreed.

Then why are you here?

I need to know where your husband
was yesterday from 7 p.m. till morning.

Does the police need it?

Or you personally?

The police.

He was at home.

You wish I said something different?

- No.
- And I wish to say something different.

Is that all?

Listen...

I think that your husband didn't tell you
that he agreed to help us...

Only because he didn't want you
to worry about him.

Don't worry.

A lot of people worry about him.

Too bad he doesn't appreciate it.

He always does what he wants.

What he thinks is right.

Please...

I won't open the door. You can leave.

So you think you need
Lavrov's help after all?

I don't think so.

I think that Lavrov won't be able
to stay away now.

Because his patient was killed?

Not exactly. Lavrov said that the copycat
is interested not in the method...

But in the killer's identity.

What does the copycat imitate?
Just the picture?

All bodies were found
at children's playgrounds.

They had ink in their eyes
and pieces of newspaper in their mouths.

And that's it? Just the picture?

There's got to be something else.

In 1979, two women whom Gavrishin knew
were killed before his wife.

And now two women
whom Lavrov knows have been killed.

So you think that Kosyrev's copycat
is after Lavrov?

That's my theory. And if it's true,
who do you think will be the next victim?

Lavrov's wife.

I'll take care of it.

And I'll try to find
Kosyrev's younger brother.

ANONYMOUS JOINED THE CHAT.
USER IS TYPING...

ANONYMOUS: KNOCK KNOCK.

I'M HERE. DID I DO IT RIGHT?

ANONYMOUS: I'M PLEASED WITH YOU.

ANONYMOUS: IT'S TIME TO FINISH THE JOB.

- Yes, Rita!
- Tolya, where are you?

We need to go to Ilchevsk.

I'm at some house. Lavrov is here.

He was in a big hurry to get here.

He went into the house,
spent around ten minutes there...

Wait, Ilchevsk? Should I wrap it up here?

What's Lavrov doing now?

He's standing next to his car.

Maybe waiting for someone.

You said he was in a hurry?

Listen, Tolya...

Keep watching him.
I'll go to Ilchevsk on my own.

I'll try to find Kosyrev's neighbors.

Call me if anything happens. Bye!

What's anything?

- Why are you doing this?
- What? I'm calling you.

Ilya...

Why are you lying to me?

About what?

- Wait, where are you?
- That's none of your business.

Help the police with the investigation.

You'll get your way anyway.

Okay. How about I come over and we talk?

I'm not at home. Don't go anywhere.

Katya, listen to me. Get back home.

Get back home, and we'll talk.

I don't want to see you.

Okay. Just get back home then.

Please.

Call me when you get home.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.

I thought some would move out,
and the rest would get evicted.

And the house would be torn down.

And look how it turned out. The young
people moved out, and the others moved in.

Do you remember the Kosyrevs?

A woman with two boys.

From the second floor?

Yes. I bathed her body before the funeral.

Because she had no one else.

The kids were sent to an orphanage.

Can you tell me more about the boys?

They were just ordinary kids.

The older brother was a good boy.

He supported both his mother
and younger brother.

I barely remember the younger boy.
He was too little.

As for the mother...

There was everything: constant fights
and yelling and mess.

She was a drunk.

Did the boys come to live here
after the orphanage?

I haven't seen the younger boy.

And the older lived here, got a job,
and then disappeared.

They say he was convicted.

Apparently for a murder.

But I don't know, and I'm not going
to badmouth him.

He was a good boy, always polite.

You're wasting you time.

They'll turn it upside down anyway.

Damn it.

Cell 2, get ready!

Look at this!

- Is it yours?
- It's not mine!

- Quiet!
- Really! It's not mine!

Quiet! Gotcha!

- Nothing here.
- Face down!

- You're a jerk, Kosyrev!
- Quiet! Move!

There you go, Kolya.

- Let's go out.
- It's raining.

The teacher won't let us.

Let's go. It's just a little rain.

There you are. Go to your rooms.
It's almost lunch.

Hurry up!

Here.

1985.

Take your time.

Excuse me, I must leave you for a moment.
I have a quick errand to run.

Yes, of course.

- I'll be right back.
- Yes, of course.

LYONYA KOSYREV

I can pull up the papers and show you.

But I've been here only for eight years,
so it's only for this period.

Vera Antonovna has been working
here since the 1970s.

Vera Antonovna, the police is here
to see you.

Come to my office afterwards,
and we'll look at the papers.

- Okay, thank you. Hello!
- Hello!

Yes, I heard this story.

But Grigory Kosyrev wasn't here long.

When I heard about the murders,
I tried to remember.

But I couldn't remember anything like that.

Anything bad.

But I remember the younger brother well.

Lyonya... Yes... Little Lyonya.

He ran away several times.

One doesn't forget things like that.

He came back and then ran away again.

But everyone loved him.

He was so cheerful and talked a lot.

And did Grigory visit him often?

Maybe he did.

I can't remember.

And do you know
where I can find Lyonya now?

I do.

At the cemetery.

He died in a car accident.

A year or two after he left the place.

They notified us because
he had no one else.

- Yes.
- Any news?

Hello! It's about time.

I'm starving to death.

I'll bury you. Where's Lavrov?

He's here, where else?

And did no one come to him
in all that time?

Send me the address, will you?

- I'll call you back.
- Hello!

- Hello!
- I'm here to see you.

Come with me.

So...

These two, Sidorov and Popovich,
were in detention with him.

And these three were
his cellmates in prison.

Golovko, Sinyaev, and Lopatkin.

Lopatkin is still his cellmate, by the way.

Golovko and Popovich are dead.

Sinyaev is still alive, I guess.

So there are these two,
Sidorov and Sinyaev.

That's who we need to focus on.

And there were two stupid women
who wrote him letters.

But that's a common story.

Did you know that Kosyrev's
brother is dead?

Yes. I even followed him for some time.

Just in case. So that he wouldn't go crazy.

I've been to trying anything
on him all day today.

So if you know something...

That's good. Well done!

You've started to think
in the right direction.

There was no mistake.

It's a copycat.

Have you heard about Gavrishin?

You had to check him.

You had. I would've done the same.
So don't blame yourself.

I don't blame myself.

It all revolves around Kosyrev.

He's fussing.

By the way, did you know that
he filed another parole application?

Kononov has sent the preliminary report.

So?

Do you accept my help?

We have another murder today.

- Yes.
- Tolya, you can leave. Lavrov is cleared.

What do you mean?

Did I follow him for nothing?

Sort of. I'm sorry.

Okay, I'm going home.

Okay. Bye!

Are you following me?

You don't trust me.

And I don't trust you.

We have something in common.
We can start cooperating.

You're following me. So it's not only
that you don't trust me.

You're suspecting me.

Not anymore.

I talked to your wife
and confirmed your alibi.

And why did you believe her?

About the alibi. Wives usually
protect their husbands.

She doesn't seem like a person
who would protect you.

Who are you waiting for?

You're doing nothing
to make me trust you, you know?

Dmitry Alekseyevich Starostin.

One of our patients. Here's what he wrote
the day the waitress was killed.

It wasn't me from 8 p.m. to 7 a.m.

What does it mean "not me?"

He's faking multiple personality disorder.

Deliberately suppresses his memories.

I thought it wasn't dangerous.

Might it be guilt?

Maybe.

And what if he created this identity
to get away with murder?

I'M SO BAD

I DID THIS. PUNISH ME

You know, if you like wasting your time,
playing blindly, and waiting, let's wait.

But if I'm not mistaken,
instead of Gavrishin...

I could be the target.

And my wife could be the next victim.
Yes, I put two and two together.

Well, I hope you know what you're doing.

By the way, I've read your book.

You shouldn't have said
that you shouldn't have written it.

What? Yes, I agree with Nikushin.

It's a really good guide to understand
how serial killers think.

If we only had to worry
about serial killers...

The world would've been
a pretty comfortable place.

Serial killers just show us
how all sociopaths think.

Even those who have never killed anyone.

And won't. With their own hands.

There you go again.

Okay. Take me.

I'm not a friendly person.
There are a lot of things that irritate me.

Could I be a sociopath too?

- No.
- Thank God. And what's the difference?

Good question.

The Minnesota Personality Inventory has
565 questions that try to determine it.

So it can't be determined?

It can. By observation.

Sociopaths lack empathy.

They don't feel sympathy.

So they lie and pretend.

They exaggerate their feelings.

To answer your question...

When a person says they're not friendly,
they are not a sociopath.

They are just too sensitive. As you are.

That's him.

- Where did he go?
- I don't know.

Maybe there's another entrance. Let's
split up. Call me if you see anything.

What do you know about him?

Plotnikova came to the hospital yesterday
at 8 p.m. Starostin was there too.

Are you the police?

They are yelling all the time. All day.

I don't know what they're doing there.

- Maybe they're killing someone.
- Hide. It's dangerous here.

What? What?

It's here.

I've already knocked.

What are we supposed to do? Break in.

- What exactly did you hear?
- Yelling.

Yes, they're yelling all day.

Open the door! You're flooding us.

Open the door!

What's the matter?

What's the matter? My taps are off.

I'm sorry, but we heard noises and yelling.

- So what? Who are you?
- The police!

- What? - Yes.
- Did you call them?

Why can't you live your own life, Mom?

You shouldn't bring home
strangers every day.

It's my apartment. Mine.

Stop! I'll complain!
I said get out of here!

I told you.

It's his fault.

It's him.

Starostin has an alibi.

He was here all night.

At least now we know how to treat him.

We can use guilt as a tool.

Listen, stop playing detective!

Do your job.

I only need you to make
a profile of the killer.

And I still haven't heard anything
useful regarding it.

I need to meet Kosyrev
to give an objective assessment.

That's Nikushin's business, not mine.

Lavrov!

What do you know about our killer
that I don't know?

It's a man in his forties.

He takes care of himself
and his appearance.

He might have a good car
that he cares about.

He's composed and can control himself.

He's highly intelligent.

He's charming and makes
a good impression on people.

Most likely, he's happily married,
which means that he has a secret hideout.

He plans his crimes beforehand
and thinks through all the details.

He had a difficult childhood.
Was raised in a single-parent family.

He was repeatedly subjected
to physical, but not sexual, abuse.

He's one of those types
who strive for power.

His main goal is control over the victim
and the circumstances.

Maybe he sees himself as someone
who decides people's fates.

Judging by what I've heard,
Starostin doesn't match this profile.

And 20 minutes ago, you were pursuing him.

Because there's a fact that makes
this profile fall apart.

We're dealing with a copycat.

And this profile can be the profile
of someone he copies.

That's why I need to meet Kosyrev.

So basically we don't have a profile?

I'm sure that the killer
will show himself soon.

It's important for him
that the bodies are found.

And he'll show up
to feel that he's involved.

He might be among the witnesses.

He might come to the victim's grave.

He might interview people involved.

One thing is clear.

He will be interested in the investigation.

Thank you.

- Where are you going?
- I'll walk you home.

- No, thanks. I live on the first floor.
- And what's your plan?

Your next move? Anything?
At least one suspect.

I'll check your hospital anyway.

There's a whole lot of suspects there.

Starting from patients and ending with you,
psychologists and psychiatrists.

I've been working with
these people for a year.

Can you vouch for them?

It's late.

Damn it! Tolya! What are you doing here?

Are you crazy? And what if I carried a gun?

I wouldn't have frightened you then.

You're an idiot.

Who was in the car? Lavrov?

The one I followed today?

Tolya, what are you doing here?

I came on business.

Talk business then.

I've talked to the IT team. They checked
the cameras in Plotnikova's yard.

No cars came in.

That's really valuable information.

Tell them to check the cameras
in the hospital yard.

Plotnikova came to the hospital
around 8 p.m.

She's left the key in the door again.

And I won't wake her up now.

We can go to my place.

Have some coffee.

Or something stronger.

I'll got to the station.

Rita! I'm not going to eat you.

Tolya!

Why are you lying to me, Storozheva?

What station? You could tell me straight
that you're going to him.

- To whom?
- Come on, Storozheva! I'm not a kid.

What do you want from me?

I'm tired to death.

Rita!

Okay, I'll take you wherever you want.

Can your wife go away for a while?

The thing is that my protection
request was denied.

But I don't take my words back.

I'll take her to a safe place.
No one will know.

And where can we take her?

- To a hotel?
- A hotel?

She'll have to check in.

Relatives, friends, and acquaintances
are also not an option.

But I have a place in mind.

Quiet, quiet, quiet.

We need to talk.

This can't be happening.

This can't be happening.

Oh my God!

I don't believe it.

I don't believe it.

You've dragged me into this again.

Every minute, I see...

In everyone I meet...

Every time I close my eyes...

Who's he? Who's he?

Tell me! I need to know how I will die!

Katya, it's just a precaution.
Just a precaution.

Do you believe it?

Has anyone threatened you?

Called?

What?

What don't I know?

A waitress who worked in the cafe
across the hospital was killed.

And my patient too.

Where will I go?

There's a house in a secure village.

Nikushin from the Investigation Committee
will take you there. Do you remember him?

It doesn't matter.

I'm glad it won't be you.