Original subtitles

(rock music playing)

� STAYING UP THROUGH THE NIGHT �

� BLACK OR WHITE �

� NO BIG DEAL �

� GOING HOME AFTER DARK �

� ROLLING SLEEVES �

� FOR THE KILL �

� EVERYTHING GOES AWAY �

� DYING AND COMING BACK �

� FALLING INTO THE FRAY �

� FORCING YOU OFF THE TRACK �

� SPEEDING THEN PULLING BACK �

� DOWN AND THEN UP WE GO �

� INTO THE FALLING SNOW �

� STAY CLOSER �

� BE BRIGHTER �

� THAN LIGHTNING BE �

� BE FRIGHTENING �

� BE LIGHTER �

� THAN LIGHTNING BE �

� STAY CLOSER �

� BE BRIGHTER �

� THAN LIGHTNING BE. �

Man on tape: Do you love me indeed?

Woman on tape: I love you very much.

Man on tape: You are beautiful.

You are charming.

(tape rewinding)

Lesson 7.

- (loud music playing) - Part 1.

(tires screech)

Woman on tape: What is your name?

Man on tape: My name is Peter.

HEY, LANA. LANA.

MY NAME IS VADIM. I AM 21 YEARS OLD.

- I'M SEXY BEAST. - (laughs)

(speaking Russian)

Lana's voice: WHAT A DOUCHEBAG.

I'M SO OVER THIS.

NOW IT'S HER TURN TO BUG ME.

- (speaking Russian) - MAMA.

Lana's voice: WORDS THAT AREN'T RUSSIAN

TAKE ME AWAY FROM THIS SHITTY PLACE.

"LITTLE PEOPLE BREAK TO CHINA,

LITTLE PEOPLE FALL TO PIECES,

UGLY, PRETTY, MAJOR, MINOR,

SHOOT TO KILL, NOBODY MISSES."

(men speaking Russian)

Lana's voice: PRISON LABOR.

EVERY DAY MY MOTHER TELLS ME

HOW LUCKY WE ARE WE ARE NOT LIKE THEM.

WE HAVE JOBS. WE ARE FREE.

BUT I DON'T SEE THE DIFFERENCE.

THERE IS ONE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND THEM.

(buzzer sounds)

I CAN GO TO MOSCOW.

I WAS BORN HERE.

IN THIS TOWN MY CHOICE IS SIMPLE--

WORK IN THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE OR SLEEP WITH VADIM.

I HATE THIS PLACE.

(siren blaring)

Janie's voice: THIS PLACE SUCKS.

ASSHOLE.

YES, JANIE?

Janie's voice: SO WHERE IS SHE NOW?

MORE LIES ABOUT BEING STUCK IN TRAFFIC.

I'M STUCK IN TRAFFIC.

IT'S MOSCOW.

(speaking Russian)

(horn honking)

Janie's voice: OH LOOK, THE BITCH GOT A NEW PORSCHE.

FUCK OFF.

WHY DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO BE LATE?

EVERY DAY YOU'RE LATE.

OKAY, SO WHAT WERE YOU REALLY DOING?

(groans)

Lana's voice: THE SMELL OF PIG NEVER LEAVES MY CLOTHES.

WHEN I BECOME A MODEL I'LL BATHE IN PERFUME.

MAKE ME A STAR, EDWARD.

(music playing)

YOU STOLE MY PILLS AGAIN.

I DID NOT. GET OUT OF MY ROOM.

THEN WHY DO PILLS SHOW UP IN DRY-CLEANING?

BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO HIGH TO REMEMBER WHERE YOU LEFT THEM.

- YOUR DRY-CLEANING. - I DIDN'T STEAL YOUR STUPID PILLS.

NOW GET OUT OF MY ROOM.

(speaking Russian)

Janie's voice: STUPID BITCH THINKS I'M A PILL FREAK JUST LIKE HER.

FUCK EVERYTHING.

EXCEPT T.A.T.U. THEY'RE NIHILISTS.

BEAUTIFUL NIHILISTS.

WE'RE MEETING THEM AFTER THE CONCERT, I SWEAR.

WHAT IS

NIHILIST?

(laughs)

IT MEANS WE BELIEVE IN NOTHING

SO WE CAN DO ANYTHING.

SEE YOU TOMORROW.

� NO MORE CRYING TEARS �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� IS NO LONGER HERE �

� NO MORE SINGING SONGS �

� SILENT LIPS ARE DRY �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� SLOWLY PASSING BY. �

Janie's voice: DAD, I'M SO OVER YOUR NEVER-ENDING BUSINESS TRIPS,

BEING FORCED TO LIVE IN THIS PLACE

AND ALWAYS FEELING SO ALONE.

BITCH.

� SLOW DOWN, WHAT'S THE BIG HURRY? �

� WHEN DID YOU FORGET �

� AND LIFE BECAME A WORRY? �

� ALL I WANT TO DO �

� IS LAY DOWN IN THE GRASS �

� AND STARE UP AT THE STARS �

� INSTEAD OF GROWING UP TOO FAST �

� OH OH �

� I'M TAKING TIME TO FEEL THE SUNSHINE �

� FIND OUT �

� WHO I AM AND IN MY OWN TIME �

� FROM WHERE I STAND IT'S QUITE A VIEW �

� EVERY DAY IS BRAND NEW �

� THIS IS MY LIFE. �

(playing piano)

LANA, HELLO.

LANA, WHERE ARE YOU?

NO, I CAN'T HEAR YOU. LANA?

LANA.

(phone rings)

- HELLO. - HEY, ARE YOU HERE?

WHAT PLATFORM ARE YOU ON?

OKAY, YEAH.

HOLD ON.

I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN-- OKAY, I SEE YOU.

LANA!

- HI. - HI.

I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE.

LET'S TAKE A PICTURE.

FIRST ONE OF US TOGETHER.

YOU SHOULD TAKE IT. YOUR ARMS ARE LONGER.

- THAT BUTTON RIGHT THERE. - OKAY.

OKAY. SMILE.

(woman speaking over P.A.)

(clicks)

SO WHAT SHOULD WE DO?

WE CAN GO BACK TO MY PLACE

BUT MY STEPMONSTER'S PROBABLY GONNA BE THERE.

CAN WE WALK?

I REALLY WANT TO SEE MOSCOW.

NO, LANA, YOU CAN'T WALK.

MOSCOW IS SO BIG.

I MEAN IT TAKES LIKE A MONTH JUST TO CROSS THE STREET.

YOU KNOW, JANIE,

IN MOSCOW ALL DREAMS COME TRUE.

I FEEL IT.

� TRUST �

� IN ME �

� SHE SAID �

� SHE SAID... �

- (speaking Russian) - Man: WHAT?

"BILL,

I'M LOVING THE PHOTO YOU HAVE SEND.

I SEND YOU PHOTO OF ME AT BEACH OF"--

(dialing)

DIMA, QUESTION. WHAT'S A GOOD BEACH IN RUSSIA?

OH, NOT THE BLACK SEA. SOMETHING SEXY.

SOCHI? ARE YOU SURE?

SOUNDS LIKE A LAVATORY CLEANER.

OKAY, SOCHI IT IS THEN. THANK YOU, BYE BYE.

YOU BUTT PLUG.

"ALSO WITH VISA

IS AGAIN PROBLEM.

TRAVEL AGENT SAY TO FIX

WILL COST OF $2,000.

I AM SORRY.

BUT CAN YOU SEND THIS AMOUNT?

OH MY BIG HANDSOME BILL.

I CANNOT WAIT TILL YOU CAN HOLD ME

IN BIG STRONG ARMS.

I AM LOVING YOU SO MUCH.

LOVE OLGA."

FUCKING GENIUS.

Janie: I MEAN, PEOPLE SAY NEW YORK IS TOUGH,

BUT MOSCOW I THINK IS MUCH WORSE.

EVERYBODY IS SO COLD.

NOBODY EVER SMILES HERE.

IF YOU SMILE TOO MUCH IT MEANS NOTHING.

IN RUSSIA YOU HAVE TO EARN SMILE.

OKAY, LIKE HER. HOW WOULD YOU GET HER TO SMILE?

TRADE IN DOG FOR VIBRATOR.

(laughs)

� THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THIS TOWN �

� THAT MAKES ME CRAZY. �

(elevator dings)

ANA? ANA?

ANA?

GOOD, THE WICKED WITCH IS GONE.

COME ON, MY ROOM'S DOWN HERE.

IS THIS YOUR MOM?

YEAH.

SHE WAS VERY BEAUTIFUL.

NEW IPOD. IT'S SO SMALL.

I HAVE ALL OF T.A.T.U.'S MUSIC ON IT TOO.

AND ANI DiFRANCO, C.S.S., AND LE TIGRE.

- EVERYBODY. - ALL ON THIS LITTLE THING?

- YOU ARE SO LUCKY. - I GUESS.

STUFF IS JUST STUFF.

UNLESS YOU DON'T HAVE STUFF.

YEAH.

YOU HAVE YOUR OWN BATHROOM.

YOUR ROOM'S SO BIG.

IS THIS WHAT YOU TALK TO ME ON?

YEAH, MY DAD GOT IT FOR ME FOR MY BIRTHDAY.

HE WASN'T HERE, BUT HE'S NEVER REALLY HERE.

LET'S SEE HOW MANY HITS WE GOT.

- SHIT, WE DIDN'T GET ANY. - ANY WHAT?

UM, I TOOK ONE OF YOUR POEMS, I MADE IT INTO A SONG

AND I POSTED IT ON YOUTUBE. LOOK.

� Little people break like China �

� Little people fall to pieces �

� Ugly, pretty, major, minor �

� Shoot to kill... �

- Lana: THIS IS WHAT I SEND YOU? - YEAH.

IT'S COOL, RIGHT?

- I KNOW WHY WE HAVE NO HITS. - WHY?

YOU SING LIKE SQUEAKY BRAKES ON RUSSIAN TRAIN.

(laughs) BITCH.

OKAY HERE, LET'S SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO.

RECORD HERE. THERE'S THE LYRICS.

(music playing)

� NIGHT �

� LITTLE SHADOWS RUN, NIGHT �

� WE CAN BE AS ONE, TIME �

� SOME KISS AND TELL, TIME �

� WE CAN LIVE AS ONE, LOVE �

� IT'S AN EXERCISE IN �

� ALWAYS TELLING LIES IN �

� ALWAYS BREAKING HEARTS IN �

� CHANGING BODY PARTS �

� LITTLE PEOPLE BREAK LIKE CHINA �

� LITTLE PEOPLE FALL TO PIECES �

� Ugly, pretty, major, minor �

� Shoot to kill, nobody �--

(music stops)

UM, THIS IS MY FRIEND LANA.

LANA, THIS IS MY STEPMOM.

(speaking Russian)

I LET YOU GO TO THE CONCERT TONIGHT.

BUT DON'T COME BACK HOME LATE.

NO LATER THAN MIDNIGHT.

THE CONCERT DOESN'T START TILL 11:00.

THEN 1:00.

AS SOON AS IT'S OVER, HOME.

HOME. HOME.

UGH, CRAZY.

- (phone chimes) - (gasps)

ALMOST FORGOT.

- FOR ME? - MM-HMM.

- IT'S BEAUTIFUL. - OPEN IT.

- Hi, guys. - How are you?

Looking forward to seeing you at our show tonight.

We love you.

- Yours... - t.A.T.u.

� SHE LOVES ME... �

(laughing)

- (speaks Russian) - WHAT IS HE SAYING?

HE SAY TICKETS ARE FAKE.

NO, THEY'RE NOT FAKE. CHECK THEM AGAIN.

LANA, THEY'RE NOT FAKE. I BOUGHT THEM IN THE STORE.

- (speaking Russian) - NO, THEY'RE NOT FAKE.

THEY'RE NOT FAKE. I WANT TO TALK TO THE SUPERVISOR.

NO, GO AND GET THE SUPERVISOR.

I WANT TO TALK TO A SUPERVISOR.

(speaks Russian)

GO GET A SUPERVISOR!

(crowd cheering)

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

WHAT NEXT?

I DON'T KNOW, LANA. I DON'T HAVE A PLAN B.

WHAT HOTTEST CLUB IN MOSCOW?

CLUB CONDEMNED.

THEN LET'S GO THERE.

LANA, THERE'S NO WAY WE CAN GET IN THERE.

WE ARE NIHILISTS. WE DO WHATEVER WE WANT.

� MY LIPSTICK, SPLAYED THIGHS AND HIGH HEELS �

� MY FUR COAT, MY LACE AND MY LEATHER... �

(horns honking)

- (crowd cheering) - Lana: I KNOW THAT GUY.

- WHO? - HE'S EDWARD NIKITIN.

- I'VE GOT TO MEET HIM. - NEVER HEARD OF HIM.

- LANA, WHERE ARE WE GOING? THE LINE'S BACK THERE. - HE OWNS MODEL AGENCY.

- COME. - LANA, WHERE ARE WE GOING?

WHAT ARE WE DOING?

(speaking Russian)

I'M SO SORRY. I'M SO SORRY.

I'M SO SORRY.

- OH, YOU'RE FROM AMERICA. - YEAH.

- OH, THIS EXPLAINS IT. - WHAT?

I LOVE AMERICA. IT'S VERY GOOD PLACE.

- I AM JUST COMING FROM NEW YORK. - I'M FROM NEW YORK.

- YEAH? - YEAH.

- VERY GOOD. - HI, I'M LANA.

OH, HI.

OKAY, YOU ENJOY CLUB, YEAH?

MM-HMM.

NICE TRY, DARLINGS. BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME.

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT. NOW WE'RE NEVER GONNA GET IN.

FIRST TIME?

HAVE LUCK.

� G-g-g-g-get ready... �

(techno music playing)

� Get ready, g-g-g-g-get ready �

� Get ready �

� G-g-g-g-get ready �

� Get ready �

� Get ready ready ready �

� Ready ready ready ready ready �

� G-g-g-get �

� G-g-g-get, get ready, �

� G-g-g-get, g-g-g-get ready. �

(soft music playing)

(applause)

YOU'RE THE GIRL THAT BUMPED INTO EDWARD NIKITIN EARLIER,

AREN'T YOU, DARLING? WELL DONE, YOU GOT IN THEN.

WHY DON'T YOU COME AND TAKE THE WEIGHT OFF YOUR FEET?

WE'RE GOT A LOVELY BOOTH OVER HERE WITH CHAMPAGNE.

COME ON.

SIT DOWN.

RIGHT THEN, THESE ARE...

OH, DOESN'T MATTER. THE ONLY ONE THAT MATTERS IS MY BOY DIMA.

YOUR BOY? SO DOES THAT MAKE YOU HIS FATHER?

NO, DARLING. I'M MORE LIKE HIS MOTHER. I'M HIS MANAGER.

HEY, I KNOW YOU. YOU WERE SINGER FOR BANG.

- BOOM. - WHAT? BANG BOOM?

THE BAND IS CALLED BOOM. IT'S FUCKING GREAT.

NOW I START LITTLE SOLO CAREER.

AND WHAT DO YOU DO?

OH, LANA'S THE NEW HOTTEST MODEL IN ALL OF MOSCOW.

I CAN BELIEVE THIS, YES.

NO, NOT REALLY.

NO, MAYBE NOT NOW, BUT SOMEDAY YOU WILL BE.

CHEERS.

EDWARD WOULD LIKE YOU TO JOIN US.

NOT JUST NOW, DARLING. WE'LL BE OVER SHORTLY, OKAY?

OKAY.

ALWAYS KEEP A MAN WAITING.

RIGHT, LONG ENOUGH. SHALL WE?

MAX. HELLO, MATE.

HOW ARE YOU?

RIGHT, GO TO WORK.

HE'S OVER THERE.

COME ON, DIMA. YOU CAN DO THIS.

WHO IS THAT GUY?

THAT'S MAX. HE'S T.A.T.U.'S MANAGER.

- OH MY GOD, THEY WERE HERE? - OH YEAH.

- DO YOU KNOW THEM? - DIMA USED TO PLOW ONE OF THEM.

I CAN'T REMEMBER WHICH.

THEY'RE GREAT-LOOKING GIRLS THOUGH.

GO ON. WANT ONE?

WHAT DID HE SAY? WHAT HAPPENED?

- IF I MAKE SINGLE... - YEAH?

- ...HE'S INTERESTED. - YOU'RE A STAR!

YOU'RE A STAR! WELL DONE, DIMA.

YES!

- GO ON, HAVE YOUR BEST SNORTING POWDER. - NYET.

WANT A LITTLE TICKLE, DARLING?

(sniffs)

GOOD GIRL, YEAH.

- (speaks Russian) - AAAH!

YEAH!

(techno music playing)

HEY, HOW ARE YOU?

HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE. YOU?

EDWARD'S GOING TO INTRODUCE ME TO TORRINO.

WOW.

- WHO THE FUCK IS TORRINO? - HE SHOOTS FOR "VOGUE."

YOU'RE VERY LUCKY.

IT'S 3:30. WE'VE GOT TO GO.

LANA.

LANA, WE'VE GOT TO GO.

HEY, YOU COME TO MY PARTY TOMORROW AT TAZA.

VERY GOOD. VERY BIG PARTY. YOU BE MY GUEST, YEAH?

- YES, OF COURSE. - GOOD.

(laughing)

MY APARTMENT'S JUST UP THIS WAY.

Ana: I spoke to your father.

If I let you in, tomorrow you go to rehab.

FUCK YOUR REHAB.

I'M NOT GONNA COME BACK.

COME ON.

BITCH!

COME ON. I KNOW A BETTER PLACE THAN MY STUPID APARTMENT ANYWAY.

� YOU'RE READY TO RISE... �

- (crowd cheering) - (engines revving)

� YOU'RE READY TO RISE, YOU'RE READY TO GO �

� YOU'VE BEEN WATCHING IN THE BACK OF A MOVIE SHOW... �

ISN'T THIS BETTER THAN BEING AT MY APARTMENT?

(man speaking Russian)

I DON'T SPEAK RUSSIAN.

DON'T SPEAK RUSSIAN? EUROPE OR AMERICA?

AMERICAN.

GEORGE BUSH. McDONALDS.

COME ON, LANA.

OH MY GOD.

WHOO!

� WELCOME TO THE �

� FREAK SHOW �

� WELCOME WELCOME �

� TO THE FREAK SHOW... �

I'LL BE THERE IN A SECOND. MAKE ME A DRINK.

ANY LUCK?

YES. BAD LUCK.

(laughs)

I DON'T KNOW. THREE YEARS.

OH, EDWARD. EDWARD.

BYE BYE. SEE YOU TOMORROW.

- SEE YOU TOMORROW. - (laughing)

MM-HMM.

(Janie laughing) LANA.

WE'RE FLYING.

WHEEE!

- YOU OKAY? - MM-HMM.

- I'M GOING TO GO TO THE BATHROOM. - MM-HMM.

- YOU STAY HERE. - YUP.

I DON'T GO HOME ANYMORE.

ENDLESS PARTIES,

GETTING DRUNK,

SWITCHING OFF REALITY.

MY LIFE HAS BECOME TOTALLY MEANINGLESS.

I AM SO FUCKING WEAK.

JANIE?

- (men laughing) - JANIE?

JANIE?

- ARE YOU OKAY? - YEAH.

I'M OKAY. COME HERE.

WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE?

I DON'T KNOW.

I AM BAD PERSON.

I SAY MOTHER I WILL ONLY COME FOR SOME DAYS.

BUT...

I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME.

STAY FOREVER.

Thank you for coming to our show.

We hope you liked it. It was cool.

- We love you guys. - (echoing) t.A.T.u.

� Always running free �

� Little people break like China �

� Little people fall to pieces �

� Ugly, pretty, major, minor �

� Shoot to kill, nobody misses �

� Little people melt like vinyl �

� Little people reassemble. �

Janie: YOU WANT TO SEE SOMETHING COOL?

I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO PUT ONE UP OF MY OWN,

BUT I'VE NEVER HAD ANYONE TO SHARE IT WITH.

(laughs)

� JUST LET IT �

� JUST LET IT MOVE YA �

� JUST LET IT �

� JUST LET IT MOVE YA �

� JUST LET IT �

� JUST LET IT MOVE YA. �

� THIS IS NOT MIAMI �

� THIS IS NOT BANGKOK �

� THIS IS NOT MILANO �

� THIS IS NOT NEW YORK �

� THIS IS NOT CHICAGO �

� THIS IS NOT HONG KONG �

� THIS IS NOT HELSINKI �

- � THIS IS NOT LONDON... � - DIMA, LOOK THIS WAY!

WE SHOULD GO TALK TO HIM.

- MAX, HI. HI. - HI.

DIMA'S UP NEXT. SORT OF A BIRTHDAY SURPRISE.

YOU ARE STAYING, AREN'T YOU? HE'D BE MADE UP IF YOU DID.

- IS HE GONNA DO SOMETHING NEW? - WE'RE WORKING ON IT, MAX.

HE NEEDS TO SING SOMETHING NEW.

� NOT LONG AGO �

� HAD THE WORLD ON LOCK �

� LIVING LIKE I WAS DON JUAN �

� LOVE 'EM AND LEAVE 'EM �

� ALWAYS DECEIVE 'EM �

� I WAS BULLETPROOF, NO VEST ON �

� WHAT A DIFFERENCE A WOMAN CAN MAKE �

� MADE ME SEE WHAT'S REAL AND WHAT'S FAKE �

� WE DID IT ALL, BUT IT WENT TOO FAST �

� NOW I'M OBSESSING ABOUT HER... �

HE PLAYED THIS STUFF FOR MY 16th BIRTHDAY.

(laughs)

I WANT TO HAVE YOU AT MY CRIB TONIGHT.

HEY, WHAT IS CRIB?

IT'S A STUPID WAY OF SAYING HOUSE.

� BOTH RUN OUT OF THINGS TO SAY. �

(applause)

(speaking Russian)

I SAID, "PAPA, CLASSICAL,

EUROPEAN, JAPANESE--

WHO NEEDS THIS, HUH? NOW IT'S TIME FOR RUSSIA.

RUSSIAN DEVOCHKI MODELS,

RUSSIAN MONEY, RUSSIAN FASHION--

I THOUGHT WE WERE MEETING WHAT'S-HIS-FUCKING-NAME.

- TORRINO. - YEAH YEAH.

- WHEN IS THAT? - I'LL ORGANIZE IT TOMORROW.

OKAY?

OKAY, COME.

I SHOW YOU MY FATHER'S ART COLLECTION.

VERY FAMOUS, VERY NICE AND BIG,

BEAUTIFUL PAINTINGS.

VERY FAMOUS IN RUSSIA, YOU KNOW?

TONIGHT YOU SLEEP HERE, OKAY?

IF YOU LUCKY YOU SLEEP IN MY BED WITH SILKY SHEETS.

AH, YOU LIKE MY JAGUAR? (growls)

IT'S NICE, HUH?

ANYWAY, THIS IS VERY GOOD-- VERY GOOD PATTERN.

I LIKE IT. GOOD FOR CLOTHING.

THIS, $2 MILLION.

VERY MANY COLORS.

VERY HAPPY. ABSTRACTION.

VERY GOOD.

THIS, DON'T KNOW.

THIS IS MY FAVORITE FAVORITE.

BOTTLE, GUITAR, HAPPY, SINGING, DANCING.

THIS IS "LOVE," "DEATH."

$200,000 EACH. MY DAD GET IT.

I ONLY LIKE "LOVE." IT'S VERY GOOD.

THIS HERE WOMAN, SHE IS HAPPY.

SHE IS DRINKING. THIS-- MY FAVORITE.

BUTT, SOCKS, CAVIAR,

NAKED, UPSIDE DOWN. VERY GOOD.

MY DAD GIVE ALL THIS TO MUSEUM

AND MR. PUTIN LET HIM BACK IN COUNTRY.

THESE ARE ALL DESIGNER CLOTHES.

YOU KNOW HE THINKS HE'S GETTING LUCKY TONIGHT, RIGHT?

IT'S KIND OF LIKE A TWO-FOR- THE-PRICE-OF-ONE THING.

HEY, DON'T RUIN THIS FOR ME.

- WHY, DO YOU LIKE HIM? - NO.

THEN LET'S GO 'CAUSE I'M READY TO LEAVE.

WHERE, HUH?

I WANT TO MEET TORRINO.

WELL, I'M NOT GONNA SLEEP WITH HIM SO YOU CAN GET A JOB INTERVIEW.

ARE YOU?

LANA.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

BEERS? M&Ms? SNICKERS?

I DON'T HAVE ANY COKE,

BUT IF YOU WANT I ORGANIZE IT.

OKAY? ANYTHING YOU WANT.

MY PLEASURE.

OH, I LOVE THIS BED.

LOOK. LOOK AT THIS.

- LOOK. SPINNING, YEAH? - (music playing)

IT'S GOOD, HUH?

JANIE, BABY. JANIE BABY, COME.

- NO THANK YOU. - JANIE, BABY.

- I'M GOOD. - JANIE BABY, COME.

- (music stops) - I LIKE YOU GIRLS, YOU KNOW?

YOU'RE NOT LIKE MY FRIENDS THAT I CAN'T TRUST.

IT'S VERY NICE FOR ME FOR MY SOUL.

SO YOU'RE SAYING WE'RE DIFFERENT THAN EVERY OTHER GIRL?

YEAH, I LIKE YOU.

(music playing)

EDWARD, THE QUESTION IS

HOW MUCH DO YOU LIKE US?

A LOT.

YEAH? DO YOU WANT US TO LIKE YOU?

- OH YEAH. - YEAH?

THEN YOU SHOULD BE A SWEETHEART

AND FUCK OFF.

- (music stops) - (laughs)

OH, YOU FUNNY FUNNY GIRL.

SO FUNNY.

GOOD NIGHT, EDWARD.

HUH.

NO?

YOU HAVE EVERYTHING YOU WANT?

GOOD NIGHT, EDWARD.

OKAY.

FUNNY GIRL.

OKAY, YOU CALL ME IF YOU NEED ANYTHING, YEAH?

NIGHTY NIGHT.

NIGHTY NIGHT.

(laughs)

MAYBE YOU WANT ROBES.

- (music playing) - OR PAJAMAS.

- GIRLS, VERY NICE. - GOOD NIGHT. OKAY.

- SEE YOU IN THE MORNING. - OKAY OKAY.

- (laughing) - UGH.

(speaking mock Russian)

YOU WANT SOME PAJAMAS? WHAT DO YOU LIKE?

I GET FOR YOU. YOU WANT A FUR?

YOU WANT A CAR? I BUY FOR YOU.

ANYTHING YOU WANT.

HE MEANS WELL.

LANA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

I TRY TO STOP BED.

FUCK, I'M SO DIZZY.

HOW DOES IT WORK?

- OH MY GOD, THAT'S SO WEIRD. - FUCK.

LANA, THEY'RE WORDS. LOOK.

(man and woman moaning)

(girls gasp)

OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.

- MAKE IT HIDE. - OH MY GOD.

(laughing)

MAKE IT GO AWAY. MAKE IT GO AWAY.

OKAY OKAY. (laughs)

SO GROSS. UGH.

(whispering) � EVERY NIGHT �

� MY ONLY HOPE IS THE LIGHT �

� THAT'S SHINING FROM INSIDE YOU �

Both: � 'CAUSE YOU BELIEVE �

� IN WHAT WE ARE �

� YOU BELIEVE �

� IN WHAT WE'LL BE �

� GIVE ME STRENGTH �

� SO I CAN STAND BESIDE YOU. �

JANIE,

THIS WAS THE BEST MOMENT

OF MY LIFE.

NO.

LANA, THIS WILL BE THE BEST MOMENT

OF YOUR LIFE.

(giggling)

(whispering, giggling)

(bell tolling)

(grunts)

(beeping)

Uh-huh.

(beeps)

(water running)

(inhales)

(crunching)

SHE WENT OUT.

HAPPY?

GOOD.

(groans)

THESE THINGS ARE NOT FOR FREE.

(scoffs)

THIS IS YOUR WAY OUT.

YOU'RE NOT GOING TO HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE LIKE THIS.

WHAT DOES THIS-- WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?

(sighs)

OKAY.

PICK A DRESS.

SO TORRINO ONLY SPEAKS ENGLISH.

OKAY?

RELAX, HUH?

HE'S JUST PHOTOGRAPHER.

- YOU LIKE MY CAR? - DA.

YEAH, IT'S GOOD.

PUT ARMS UP. PUT ARMS UP.

OH, JESUS CHRIST. OKAY.

HELPLESS HELPLESS HELPLESS HELPLESS.

GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD. YOU GOT A BOOK?

OKAY, OPEN YOUR MOUTH. I SAID DO YOU HAVE A BOOK?

YEAH, A BOOK. A BOOK WITH HEADSHOTS IN IT.

JESUS CHRIST. ALL RIGHT, OPEN YOUR MOUTH.

I DON'T HAVE MONEY FOR BOOK.

OH MY GOD. WE'VE GOT A LITTLE SOB STORY GOING.

ALL RIGHT, GOOD. GOT IT. ALL RIGHT.

LET ME SEE YOU WALK. WALK. WALK WALK WALK.

RIGHT OVER THERE, GO.

STAND UP THERE. SPIN HER!

CAN I SEE RIGHT AT THE END WHERE SHE LOOKED RIGHT AT ME?

- FUCKING BRILLIANT. - THAT ONE IS GOOD.

DON'T THINK WITH YOUR DICK, OKAY?

THIS IS IMPORTANT STUFF AND THAT'S JUST SLUTTY.

- OKAY OKAY. - UH, HEY.

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT THAT'S SPECIAL?

I WON A BEAUTY COMPETITION ONCE.

- YEAH? WHERE? WHERE DID YOU WIN IT? - IN GORSK.

- IN WHAT? - GORSK.

GORSK? HOW MANY PEOPLE LIVE IN GORSK? 12?

- 14. - OKAY, STOP SPINNING HER.

LET ME ASK YOU SOMETHING. WHAT HAVE YOU GOT THAT'S DIFFERENT?

THAT IS UNLIKE ANYBODY ELSE IN THIS ROOM?

EVERY MODEL HAS TO HAVE SOMETHING THAT IS UNIQUE TO HER.

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT? NO, I'M NOT GOING HUNTING.

I DON'T WANT A DEER IN THE HEADLIGHTS. I WANT SOME FOCUS.

LET SOME FIRE OUT OF YOUR EYES. LET THE FUCKING THING--

DROP IT. DROP IT.

WHAT'S DIFFERENT ABOUT YOU? DO YOU LOOK IN THE MIRROR SOMETIMES?

YOU GOT NICE EYES. YOU GOT CUTE HAIR.

EVERY GIRL IN RUSSIA HAS THAT. TURN AROUND.

TURN AROUND. FACE THAT WAY.

FACT THAT WAY, OKAY? LOOK, HOLD YOUR DRESS.

LET ME SEE YOUR ASS. LET ME SEE YOUR ASS. TIGHT.

FACE THAT WAY. YOU KNOW WHAT?

WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THIS ASS?

- SHOW WIDESCREEN MOVIES? I MEAN FOR FUCK'S SAKE. - (laughing)

THAT'S NOT AN ASS. THAT'S A CONTINENT

AND I AM NOT A SATELLITE PHOTOGRAPHER.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. HEY HEY.

JUST KEEP IT DOWN. IT REALLY WASN'T THAT FUNNY. DON'T BE SYCOPHANTIC.

I WILL FIND MONEY. I WILL GET A BOOK.

(whispering)

DO YOU WANT TO MAKE HER A STAR?

ALL RIGHT, YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T-- I DON'T--

I'M GONNA START OVER BECAUSE I LIKED HER LIPS DARKER.

COME HERE. COME HERE. COME HERE.

COME HERE.

YOU NEED TO HAVE A PLAN B.

YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS?

BECAUSE PLAN A, THIS, IS A NYET NYET.

DON'T LOOK AT HIM.

THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON. BYE BYE.

- WHAT A ZERO. - TSK.

ALL RIGHT, LET'S GET THESE GUYS BACK.

ALL YOU LITTLE PIED-EYES, OVER HERE, COME ON.

GET SOME ATTITUDE. GET UP ON THE CHAIR AND YOU COME DOWN.

SHIT. I'VE GOT TO GO.

TELL VANYA I'LL BE BACK.

DO YOU WANT TO BE A MODEL TOO?

NO.

THEN YOU'RE HERE TO BORROW MONEY.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

WHY ELSE DOES ANYONE COME TO EDWARD?

HE'S GOING TO INVEST IN SINGLE FOR ME.

REALLY?

NO.

PROBABLY NOT.

I JUST NEED LITTLE MONEY FOR SINGLE.

IT'S GOING TO BE BIG, YOU KNOW, BUT--

LANA. LANA!

- LANA, WHERE WERE YOU? - I SAW TORRINO.

EDWARD TOOK ME.

I WOKE UP, YOU WERE GONE AND HE WAS HERE.

WHAT HAPPENED?

(speaks Russian)

I ASKED YOU A QUESTION.

WHAT HAPPENED?

GROWN-UPS DON'T PUT OUT BEFORE GETTING WHAT THEY WANT.

� TRUST �

- � IN ME... � - LANA.

� SHE SAID... �

LANA.

� SHE SAID... �

OH, LANA, JANIE. LANA.

- � LUST... � - WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

� OVER ME �

� SHE HAD ME ON... �

Torrino's voice: YOU NEED TO HAVE A PLAN B.

THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON. BYE BYE.

WHAT A ZERO.

Marina's voice: GROWN-UPS DON'T PUT OUT BEFORE GETTING WHAT THEY WANT.

SO, LIKE I SAID, BIG MESS BUT,

YOU GIRLS, YOU TAKE BEDROOM, YES?

AND I SLEEP HERE, YES?

LIKE FAMILY. BIG FAMILY.

I'M GOING OUT FOR FOOD.

YES, KEYS ON TABLE.

I'M GOING TO MAKE PHONE CALL.

(phone chiming)

(groans)

(beeping)

SHIT!

IAN, I KNOW. THIS IS WHY I PAY YOU, OKAY?

YOU WORRY FOR ME. IT'S WHY I PAY YOU.

OKAY, CALL ME BACK. GOODBYE.

- (speaks Russian) - SORRY.

- IT'S OKAY. - I THOUGHT YOU WERE DONE.

...ON TOP.

Dima: Hey, Ian, guess what.

Lana knows somebody who can put money into group.

WHAT, THEY'VE GOT MONEY IN THE SMALL TOWNS?

FUCKING CHEEKY BASTARDS.

SHE ARRANGED MEETING

SO WE GIVE HER MONEY FOR HER PHOTO BOOK.

A FINDERS' FEE? YOU'RE FUCKING MAD.

IT'S COMING OUT OF YOUR END.

Look, you want to make single, yes?

- YEAH. RIGHT. - Okay.

OKAY, AND HOW DOES SHE KNOW THIS FELLA?

- She knows his son. - FAIR ENOUGH.

RIGHT, OKAY. WELL DONE.

GIVE ME A CALL WHEN YOU FIND OUT THE TIME.

- Okay. - YES, BYE BYE. FUCKING MONGREL.

HELLO, JANIE.

- HEY, DID YOU GET FOOD? - NO.

I FOUND WAY TO GET MONEY FOR BOOK.

REALLY? COOL. CAN I SMOKE IN HERE?

WHAT ARE YOU SMOKING? MAYBE A LITTLE SOME FOR ME?

YES? NO?

FUCKING STEPMONSTER CANCELED THE CREDIT CARD.

I THOUGHT YOU TALKED TO YOUR STEPMOM.

NO, LANA. WHY WOULD I TALK TO MY STEPMOM?

SHE KICKED US OUT.

IT'S OKAY. I HAVE A LITTLE MONEY.

WHY YOU ACT SO STRANGE?

- I'M NOT. I'M FINE. - HEY, LOOK AT ME.

WHAT?

THIS PLACE IS WAY TOO FUCKING SMALL. I NEED SOME FRESH AIR.

YOU WANT TO GO TO VANYA'S.

I KNOW HE GIVE YOU DRUGS.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

- GIVE ME MY MONEY. - NO.

IF YOU SPEND THAT MONEY ON DRUGS, WE ARE FUCKED.

NO, LANA, YOU'RE FUCKED.

ISN'T THAT WHAT THIS IS ABOUT?

POOR LITTLE LANA WANTS TO BE RICH SO BAD

SHE'LL FUCK SOME IDIOT JUST BECAUSE HE HAS A BIG PENTHOUSE.

AT LEAST I'M NOT DRUG ADDICT.

NO, YOU'RE A SLUT.

LAST NIGHT WAS A JOKE.

IT MEANT NOTHING TO ME BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT REAL.

NOTHING ABOUT YOU, LANA, IS REAL.

OH, AND YOU WANT TO BE A MODEL?

NOBODY ACTUALLY WANTS TO BE A MODEL, LANA.

DO YOU KNOW HOW STUPID YOU SOUND?

(door opens, shuts)

HEY HEY HEY HEY.

� I ONLY NEED WHAT I DON'T WANT �

� I ONLY WANT WHAT I CAN'T HAVE �

� I ONLY WANT WHAT I CAN'T HAVE. �

LANA?

(Lana moaning)

YOU'RE NOT REAL!

(elevator dings)

(crying)

- WHERE'S VANYA? - IN HIS ROOM.

OKAY.

(crying)

� AND THE CLOCK ON THE WALL �

� IS TICKING NOW FOR ME �

� EVERY SECOND PASSES FOR THE WORLD TO SEE �

� NOTHING MUCH IS HAPPENING HERE �

� NOTHING NEW TO TELL �

� BUT WE KNOW THERE'S SOMETHING BETTER FOR US... �

(whirring)

(explosion)

� LET'S GO �

� FOLLOW THEM HOME �

� THEY KNOW �

� SOMETHING THAT WE DON'T �

� LET'S GO �

� FOLLOW THEM HOME �

� AND WE'LL LOOK INTO THEIR WINDOW �

� AND FIND OUT WHAT WE NEED TO KNOW �

� WHAT WE NEED TO KNOW. �

HMM?

� NO LIES TO DENY �

� TOO HOPELESS TO CARE �

� WE'RE TOO SCARED TO CRY. �

Lana: AND WHEN WE CRY FOR HELP

NO ONE WILL BREAK OUR SPELL.

- SAY THAT AGAIN. - WHAT?

WHAT YOU JUST SAID. THAT'S QUALITY, THAT IS.

IS THAT WHAT YOU WRITE DOWN IN YOUR LITTLE BOOK?

CAN I READ IT?

COME ON, DON'T BE LIKE THAT, LOVE.

FINDING TALENT IS WHAT I DO.

COME ON.

- (train whistle blows) - OH, WE CHANGE HERE.

� 'CAUSE YOU BELIEVE �

� IN WHAT WE ARE �

� YOU BELIEVE... �

(gasps)

(panting)

WHAT'S HAPPENED?

DON'T WORRY.

(train whistle blowing)

WHY ARE WE STOPPING HERE?

BECAUSE MAN WHO GIVE US MONEY HAS DACHA. SO WE GO.

WHO'S THE TWAT WITH THE FLOWERS AND THE DODGY HAIRCUT?

HE IS VADIM.

SON OF MAN WHO STOPPED TRAIN.

OH RIGHT. FINE LOOKING YOUNG MAN. HELLO, VADIM.

YEAH, WE'RE COMING OUT.

LANA, YOUR EYES ARE--

OH, VADIM, THEY'RE BEAUTIFUL. OH, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE.

- HELLO HELLO. - HELLO.

AH, BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL. BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL, DA.

THANK YOU.

OKAY, MATE.

OH, OKAY.

- COME HERE, LANA. - TWO BIG MEN FOR THE NEWSPAPER.

- OKAY, SMILE. - YES.

WELCOME TO RUSSIA. (laughs)

MY DEAR GUESTS, GOOD LUCK

AND NICE TO MEET YOU.

IT'S A BEAUTIFUL BOAT. WHAT EXACTLY IS IT YOU DO?

AH, PROPERTY.

(laughs)

I GIVE YOU MONEY NO PROBLEM.

CASH IN A SUITCASE.

- (laughs) - IN A SUITCASE.

AND VADIM WILL BE IN GROUP.

OF COURSE. YEAH, OF COURSE.

UH, GREAT LOOKING KID, YOUR VADIM.

I MEAN RULE NUMBER ONE: HE'S GOT TO IMPRESS THE LADIES.

MY GUESTS,

MY FRIENDS...

(belches)

(all laugh)

IT'S OKAY.

IN HONOR OF MY BEAUTIFUL BOY VADIM...

(applause)

THE NEXT PUFF DADDY...

(laughs) PLEASE. PUFF DADDY.

AND BEAUTIFUL LANA GIRLFRIEND.

TO VADIM.

VADIM SING. VADIM SING FOR ME.

(rock music playing)

(off-key) � YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL �

� TO ME �

� YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL �

� TO ME �

- � CAN'T YOU SEE? � - MY BEAUTIFUL SON.

� EVERYTHING I'VE HOPED FOR... �

EVERY GIRL IN OUR TOWN

WANT TO FUCK HIM. (laughs)

YOU LIKE?

� YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL �

� TO ME... �

- IT'S CRAP. - SHUT THE FUCK UP.

- BUT IT'S CRAP. - WHAT'S CRAP? WHAT DID YOU SAY?

WHAT DID I SAY?

SORRY, I SAID IT'S CRAP.

- I'M SORRY, HE'S COMPLETELY CRAP. - Dima: SHUT THE FUCK UP.

IAN, COME HERE. I SAID YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEAN.

- SIT DOWN. - I FUCKING DO MEAN IT.

I FUCKING DISCOVERED THE MONDAYS, DARLING. FUCK OFF.

IT SOUNDS LIKE, I DON'T KNOW,

TWO CATS FUCKING IN A BLACK BIN BAG, DARLING.

� TO ME. �

(glass shatters)

(muffled yelling)

WHAT'S UP?

I'VE LOST EVERYONE,

HAVEN'T I?

WHAT DO YOU NEED THEM FOR?

YOU HAVE NOW BETTER FRIENDS.

WHY DO YOU DO THIS?

WHY DO YOU?

� TRUST �

� IN ME �

� SHE SAID �

� SHE SAID �

� LUST �

� OVER ME �

� SHE HAD ME ON �

� HANG ON EVERY BREATH SHE BREATHED... �

� HANGING ON THE END OF HER LINE... �

MOM?

MOM?

� AND SHE TURNED IT �

� AGAINST ME... �

(knocking at door)

- LANA STARKOVA? - (thunder rumbles)

(horn honks)

Vadim: LANA.

(thunder rumbles)

YOU'RE FUCKING FIRED BECAUSE I'VE FINISHED WITH YOU.

OKAY, FINE. MY FUCKING EARS ARE HURTING.

MY EARS ARE HURTING, MY HEAD IS HURTING, YEAH?

EXCUSE ME, LOVE. YOU GOT ANY ASPIRIN?

ANY ASPIRIN, LOVE?

OY, LISTEN YOU. RIGHT, LISTEN.

HEY, I'VE BEEN THROUGH SHIT LIKE THIS 1,000 TIMES.

THIS AIN'T OVER YET.

FROM HERE ON IN THINGS CAN ONLY GET BETTER.

DIMA, LOOK AT ME. LOOK AT ME.

WHEN HAVE I EVER LET YOU DOWN?

NEVER.

THAT'S RIGHT. I HAVE NEVER LET YOU DOWN.

I'VE NEVER EVER LET YOU DOWN.

(groans) FUCK.

(mumbles)

(groans)

� 'CAUSE YOU BELIEVE IN WHAT WE ARE �

� YOU BELIEVE IN WHAT WE'LL BE... �

IT'S FUCKING MAGIC.

� SHOW ME LOVE, GIVE... �

- (phone rings) - (echoes) HELLO.

� THERE'S NO WAY TO TURN AROUND �

- (phone rings) - (echoes) HELLO.

� SHOW ME LOVE, SHOW ME LOVE �

� GIVE ME ALL THAT I WANT �

� SHOW ME LOVE, SHOW ME LOVE �

� GIVE ME ALL THAT I WANT �

� SHOW ME LOVE, SHOW ME LOVE �

� GIVE ME ALL THAT I WANT �

� SHOW ME LOVE, SHOW ME LOVE �

� GIVE ME ALL THAT I WANT �

� SHOW ME LOVE, SHOW ME LOVE �

� TILL I'M SCREAMING FOR MORE. �

(buzzer sounds)

(women laughing)

(piano playing)

(knuckles crack)

(dialing)

MAX, IT'S IAN.

YOU'RE GOING TO BE VERY EXCITED WHEN YOU HEAR THIS, MAX.

WE'RE REALLY ONTO SOMETHING DIFFERENT HERE.

MUSIC REFLECTS THE WORLD AROUND US, DOESN'T IT, MAX?

I MEAN YOU REMEMBER WHEN THE WALL CAME DOWN.

IT WAS BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN AND DAVID HASSELHOFF

AND SO ON AND SO FORTH AND SUCH LIKE.

IT WAS SEX, DRUGS AND ROCK AND ROLL, WASN'T IT?

I MEAN WE LOVED IT, DIDN'T WE?

� Every night we're all alone �

� Every night, my only hope is the light �

� That's shining from inside you �

� 'Cause you believe in what what we are �

� You believe in what we'll be �

� Give me strength �

� So I can stand beside you. �

- � No truth to conf-- � - (recording stops)

I MEAN, IT'S RAW EMOTION, MAX. DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

- THAT'S WHAT I BROUGHT-- - WE. WE BROUGHT.

THAT'S WHAT WE BROUGHT YOU TODAY--

RAW FUCKING EMOTION. DIMA'S FOUND HIS SOUL.

VERY GOOD. VERY GOOD.

IT IS VERY GOOD. I MEAN IT'S A SMASH. IT'S A FUCKING SMASH.

- YOU WROTE IT YOURSELF? - DA.

- Ian: EVERY WORD. - DO YOU HAVE MORE?

I MEAN THE BOY'S ON A ROLL, MAXIE.

- HE'S A FUCKING GENIUS. - ONE THING.

IT SOUNDS LIKE A GIRL WROTE IT.

YES, I MEAN ABSOLUTELY.

AND I THINK THAT WAS THE BIG BREAKTHROUGH--

THAT DIMA'S GOT IN TOUCH WITH HIS INNER WOMAN.

- (laughs) - I DON'T KNOW.

BUT STILL, IT'S A GIRL SONG TO ME.

NO, OF COURSE. BUT WHAT YOU DON'T REALIZE HERE, MAX,

IS THAT IT TAKES A MAN WITH HUGE TESTICLES

TO SING A POWER BALLAD, AND THAT IS WHAT WE'VE GOT HERE.

MAKE NO BONES ABOUT IT, IT'S A FUCKING POWER BALLAD.

I MEAN IT'S JUST SO FUCKING SELLABLE.

COME ON, MAXIE, LET'S TALK DOLLARS.

- IT WILL BE A BIG HIT. - SO LET'S TALK BIG MONEY.

ABSOLUTELY. HANDLE THIS RIGHT, WE CAN MAKE A LOT OF MONEY.

WHOEVER CREATED THIS SHOULD GET THEIR SHARE.

IF WE CAN FIND HER.

� In what we'll be, give me strength �

� So I can stand beside you �

� No truth to confirm... �

WHAT'S THIS, MAX?

THAT'S OUR FUCKING TUNE. MAX, I'LL TELL YOU WHAT--

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S FUCKING HAPPENED HERE.

ME AND DIMA HAD PUT THE TUNE ON YOUTUBE

FOR A BIT OF A TESTER AND THESE FUCKING TARTS HAVE STOLEN IT.

I MEAN HAS NO ONE GOT ANY FUCKING INTEGRITY ANYMORE?

CAN I TELL YOU WHAT I THINK?

FUCKING LIES, IAN.

THIS IS HEARTFELT AND HONEST.

UNLIKE YOU, IAN.

- GET OUT! - MAX.

MAX, THE PERCENTAGES ARE THERE TO BE NEGOTIATED.

OUT!

RIGHT. OKAY, MAX.

WHAT I'LL DO IS I'LL GIVE YOU A CALL TOMORROW, OKAY?

GIVE YOU A CHANCE TO SLEEP ON IT, OKAY, DARLING?

SPEAK TO YOU TOMORROW, MAX. YES? CIAO FOR NOW.

DIMA.

YOU COULD HAVE JUMPED IN THERE AND HELPED OUT A BIT.

DIMA, COME ON, DARLING. YOU KNOW, YOU WIN SOME, YOU LOSE SOME.

WHEN DO I WIN? LISTEN, YOU'RE FIRED.

- YOU'RE REALLY FIRED, OKAY? - FIRED?

DON'T BE A DONUT, DIMA. YOU CAN'T MEAN IT.

I MEAN IT'S IAN AND DIMA. DIMA AND IAN.

� TELL HOW YOU'VE NEVER �

� FELT DELICATE OR INNOCENT �

� NEVER FELT SO LONELY �

� I WISH THAT YOU COULD SHOW ME LOVE �

- (phone rings) - (echoes) HELLO.

� SHOW ME LOVE �

� THERE'S NO WAY TO TURN AROUND �

� SHOW ME LOVE. �

(phone ringing)

(whirrs)

I AM MAX.

I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU.

WHAT?

I MANAGE A BAND CALLED T.A.T.U.

� You and I holding tight �

� You and I got to fight �

� You and I side by side �

� You and I satisfied �

� You and I feel so right �

- � You and I holding tight... � - (playing piano)

� You and I side by side �

� You and I for the rest of our lives. �

WAY COOL. I LIKE YOUR SONG.

- YEAH, WE REALLY LOVED IT. - DO YOU REALLY?

OF COURSE.

IF I SAY IT'S GOOD, IT IS GOOD.

SO YOU'VE WRITTEN A LOT MORE SONGS, YEAH?

YEAH, I JUST HAVEN'T FINISHED THEM YET.

YOU WROTE THESE LYRICS AND COMPOSED?

YOU'VE GOT A GREAT FUTURE.

I DO?

I DIDN'T DO IT BY MYSELF.

I KNOW.

LANA WROTE THE LYRICS.

WELL, SHE'S GOOD.

YOU ARE GOOD TOO.

- BUT TOGETHER... - YOU'RE FANTASTIC.

Max: WHERE IS LANA?

I DON'T KNOW.

(door opens)

I'M SO SORRY, LANA.

I HAVEN'T BEEN VERY HONEST WITH YOU.

AFTER MY MOTHER DIED...

MY MOTHER WASN'T THERE,

MY FATHER WASN'T THERE.

THE DRUGS WERE THERE.

I KNOW.

I NEVER SLEPT WITH EDWARD.

- AND DIMA-- - IT'S--

IT'S OKAY. I KNOW.

I WAS GOING TO COME BACK AFTER I GOT THE MONEY.

BUT I THOUGHT I COULD DO EVERYTHING ON MY OWN.

- I LEARNED SOME RUSSIAN. - DA?

- I LIKE YOUR SCARF. - SHUT UP.

THERE'S ONE MORE THING I HAVE TO TELL YOU.

WHAT?

IT'S KIND OF A LONG STORY AND A LITTLE COMPLICATED,

BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT?

HOLD ON. HOLD ON. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK, OKAY?

SHE'LL BE SO SURPRISED.

- TA-DA! - TA-DA!

THIS IS LANA. LANA, THIS IS T.A.T.U.

I TOLD YOU IT WAS A LITTLE COMPLICATED.

BUT THEY'RE GONNA GET YOU OUT

AND THEY'RE GONNA BE SINGING OUR SONG AT THE CONCERT.

YEAH, WE REALLY LIKE IT.

- � YOU AND I FEEL SO RIGHT... � - MOM!

� YOU AND I HOLDING TIGHT �

� YOU AND I SIDE BY SIDE �

� YOU AND I �

� FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES... �

(crowd cheering)

� EVERY NIGHT WE'RE ALL ALONE �

� EVERY NIGHT MY ONLY HOPE �

� IS THE LIGHT THAT'S SHINING FROM INSIDE YOU �

� 'CAUSE YOU BELIEVE IN WHAT WE ARE �

� YOU BELIEVE IN WHAT WE'LL BE �

� GIVE ME STRENGTH �

� SO I CAN STAND BESIDE YOU �

� NO TRUTH TO CONFIRM �

� NO LIES TO DENY �

� TOO HOPELESS TO CARE �

� WE'RE TOO SCARED TO CRY �

� YOU AND I HOLDING TIGHT �

� YOU AND I GOT TO FIGHT �

� YOU AND I SIDE BY SIDE �

� YOU AND I SAY GOODBYE �

� YOU AND I FEEL SO RIGHT �

� YOU AND I HOLDING TIGHT �

� YOU AND I SIDE BY SIDE �

� YOU AND I FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES... �

IT FEELS GOOD, DOESN'T IT?

LOOK AFTER EACH OTHER.

� CAST ASIDE TO AN ANGRY STREET �

� CRITICIZED FOR WHAT WE BELIEVE �

� IF WE HIDE �

� MAYBE WE CAN MAKE IT THROUGH THIS �

� NO TRUTH TO CONFIRM �

� NO LIES TO DENY �

� TOO HOPELESS TO CARE �

� WE'RE TOO SCARED TO CRY �

� YOU AND I HOLDING TIGHT �

� YOU AND I GOT TO FIGHT �

� YOU AND I SIDE BY SIDE �

� YOU AND I SAY GOODBYE �

� YOU AND I FEEL SO RIGHT �

� YOU AND I HOLDING TIGHT �

� YOU AND I SIDE BY SIDE... �

Janie: DID ALL THIS HAPPEN SO WE WOULD END UP HERE?

Lana: NO, THIS IS WHERE IT BEGINS.

(crowd cheering)

(typing)

WHAT'S A GOOD NAME FOR A BIRD?

- MARSHA. - (doorbell buzzes)

MARSHA? WHO FALLS IN LOVE WITH A BIRD CALLED MARSHA, YOU DONUT?

YES?

IS YOUR NAME OLGA?

DO I LOOK LIKE MY NAME'S OLGA?

MY NAME'S BILL.

YEAH, SO?

SO WHY, FUCKER,

HAVE I BEEN SENDING YOU MONEY?

(grunts)

� WHEN YOU'RE NAKED IN THE SHOWER �

� WHEN YOU'RE SLEEPING FOR AN HOUR �

� WHEN YOU'RE BIG, WHEN YOU'RE SMALL �

� OH, I WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� WHEN YOU'RE WITH HER AFTER MIDNIGHT �

� WHEN YOU KISS HER IN THE DAYLIGHT �

� WHEN YOU BREAK, BARBIE DOLL �

� OH, I WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� WANNA SEE WHO YOU ARE �

� EVERY INCH, EVERY SCAR �

� FROM YOUR HEAD TO YOUR TOES �

� I WOULD BE THERE �

� FROM YOUR BED TO YOUR CLOTHES �

� I'M IN THE AIR �

� WHEN YOU THINK YOU'RE ALONE I'LL BE DOWN THE HALL �

� I COULD SEE IT IF I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� WHAT YOU DO ON YOUR OWN �

� I COULD SEE IT ALL �

� YOU UNDRESS, I WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� YEAH YEAH �

� FOR THE DRAMA �

� THAT YOU'RE DRINKING �

� AND THE DARK THOUGHTS �

� YOU ARE THINKING �

� AND THE LOVE NOTES �

� THAT YOU SCRAWL �

� OH, I WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� SILENTLY I ARRIVE �

� YOU DON'T KNOW I'M ALIVE �

� FROM YOUR HEAD TO YOUR TOES �

� I WOULD BE THERE �

� FROM YOUR BED TO YOUR CLOTHES �

� I'M IN THE AIR �

� WHEN YOU THINK YOU'RE ALONE I'LL BE DOWN THE HALL �

� I COULD SEE IT IF I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� WHAT YOU DO ON YOUR OWN �

� I COULD SEE IT ALL �

� YOU UNDRESS, I WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� YEAH YEAH �

� WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� YEAH YEAH �

� EVER CLOSER �

� EVER NEARER �

� WHEN YOU'RE LOOKING IN THE MIRROR �

� I WOULD KNOW WHO YOU CALL �

� IF I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� OOH �

� FROM YOUR HEAD TO YOUR TOES �

� I WOULD BE THERE �

� FROM YOUR BED TO YOUR CLOTHES �

� I'M IN THE AIR �

� WHEN YOU THINK YOU'RE ALONE I'LL BE DOWN THE HALL �

� I COULD SEE IT IF I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� WHAT YOU DO ON YOUR OWN �

� I COULD SEE IT ALL �

� YOU UNDRESS, I WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� YEAH YEAH �

� WISH I WAS A FLY ON THE WALL �

� YEAH YEAH �

� FROM YOUR HEAD TO YOUR TOES �

� I WOULD BE THERE �

� FROM YOUR BED TO YOUR CLOTHES �

� I'M IN THE AIR �

� WHAT YOU DO ON YOUR OWN �

� I COULD SEE IT ALL �

� WHEN YOU THINK YOU'RE ALONE. �

� YOU �

� DON'T REGRET �

� YOUR �

� PAST EMBRACES �

� TIME �

� WILL FORGET �

� PHRASES AND FACES �

� NO MORE SAYING WORDS �

� NO MORE CRYING TEARS �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� IS NO LONGER HERE �

� NO MORE SINGING SONGS �

� SILENT LIPS ARE DRY �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� SLOWLY PASSING BY �

� NO MORE SAYING WORDS �

� NO MORE CRYING TEARS �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� IS NO LONGER HERE �

� NO MORE SINGING SONGS �

� JUST FOR YOU AND I �

� SILENT NIGHTS ARE LONG �

� BROKEN HEARTS ARE DRY �

� NO �

� TURNING BACK �

� NO �

� CANCELATION �

� CAT'S �

� IN THE BAG �

� TRAIN'S �

� AT THE STATION �

� NO MORE SAYING WORDS �

� NO MORE CRYING TEARS �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� IS NO LONGER HERE �

� NO MORE SINGING SONGS �

� SILENT LIPS ARE DRY �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� SLOWLY PASSING BY �

� NO MORE SAYING WORDS �

� NO MORE CRYING TEARS �

� ALL THAT WAS BEFORE �

� IS NO LONGER HERE �

� NO MORE SINGING SONGS �

� JUST FOR YOU AND I �

� SILENT NIGHTS ARE LONG �

� BROKEN HEARTS ARE DRY. �