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They killed two officers.

One was arrested.

Armed robbery of a computer store.

His accomplices were killed. He recovered with medical aid.

He's served four years, on his fifth now.

Quiet. Respected by inmates.

KONSTANTIN OGORODNIKOV TERM 15 YEARS

Doesn't get involved in crony business.

A man from Moscow is offering serious money for him.

I say it's a questionable deal from the start.

Too much hustle, and it's a big risk.

And he's unreliable. He'll get out and start killing again.

He gets caught again, and everything will surface.

My advice is not to get involved in this matter.

It's good money though.

This jailbird can be dealt with on the outside

so no one can find him.

How much?

-Remember how much it was for Swingarm? -Yep.

Three times that. In one go.

Yes, that's good money.

Yes, yes.

Good money.

Who won't be tempted?

POLICE

Inmate Ogorodnikov, report to the duty officer.

-Anyone seen the orderly? -Nope. No shakedown.

Put the kettle on. Come on, hurry up.

Peter, open the window. I need some fresh air.

Sanyok, who do you think you are? What the--

Misha!

Nothing. There's nothing there.

We'll take a black pearl And some paper

Then the paper we'll tear Into three pieces

What the fuck are you up to?

-Come out of there, you rat! -Easy. Calm down.

-Fucking bastard! -Easy, Kolya. Stop it. It hurts!

Kolya, what are you…

Watch it, Kolya!

Who the fuck is the bastard here? You'll pay for this!

Enough. Stop it. I said stop it!

-What the fuck? -Go away.

-Who are you calling a rat? -Stop it.

-You're a mouse! -Why are you fighting?

-He nicks from bedside tables. -What did you say?

-It was on the floor! -It wasn't!

-Stay there! -Even if it was,

can't you see who's on it?

See, he admitted it was on the floor, though he said it wasn't.

He's turning it around.

I thought he threw it away.

I kept the girl's picture. What's the problem?

All right, break it up.

I thought he threw it away.

Nice looking chick on the floor, so I picked it up.

Wouldn't you?

Can I see?

You think she's waiting for you out there?

Pretty ones don't wait, especially for the likes of us.

Report immediately to…

Who would wait for us? Forget it.

She is my sister.

Dashka! Why is there a mess on the tables again?

Dashka! Dashka!

Dashka!

Dashka, open the door!

-Why weren't you at home last night? -I had stuff to do.

What stuff?

See where wasting time led your brother to?

You'll end up the same way.

-You're an embarrassment. -Don't worry, Uncle Misha.

Kolya will get released soon and we'll leave. For good!

You might as well pack up your stuff right now.

You're not doing anything anyway.

Just embarrassing me.

Tell me, what is it that you're doing? What?

Waiting for Kolya.

Andrey, listen to me. Give me my battery back.

Mom visited.

He gets released tomorrow. Follow him to Moscow. Get to the address,

and make it look good.

Take his papers.

He didn't let me sleep

Every night he would scream

Friend, leave me a smoke

I know what your events are like. Drinking all night.

Tomorrow?

When will he be in Moscow?

Kazansky Station? I'll meet him there.

Yes, I'll sort it out.

Thank you. See you.

This is not your size. They brought you the wrong one.

This is two sizes bigger.

It's not for me.

A friend is returning from a business trip.

And this too.

He would visit my mother and throw me outside.

He would visit my mother and throw me outside.

Even in winter.

So ugly.

Mom wasn't at home. He came up to me and…

and threw me on the bed.

And then?

-That's it. -That's it?

And then another time, he--

Mom came back from work early and saw us together.

I see.

Can you say this in front of the camera?

No. I'm shy.

How much have you got?

And you?

That was quick.

What are you going to do?

Life has changed.

Business, commerce.

No need to run around with a gun to get cash.

I have a car dealership in Rublevka.

Half is yours.

You'll get a driving license

so you can have wheels under your ass.

Even if you don't want to see my face, just take the money.

You're free now. You decide.

Thanks for everything, Dimon.

Do you have a family?

A daughter and a son.

Make sure they don't turn up like us.

And listen, Dimon.

I don't know what I'd have done if I were you.

So stubborn.

And I go, walking around Moscow

And I can still go many times

Tough luck.

And I go, walking around Moscow

Let me try to call you back later.

Yes. Okay.

All good.

Dimon! Dimon!

Dimon.

Dimon, why?

Dashka, nothing's left. Everything burned down.

Out of my way.

My life went into this.

Where are you going? Dashka! You can't go in there!

You'll get hurt. Dashka!

It's too late!

Everything's burned. Come back here, quickly!

Get out of there! What are trying to do?

Don't touch that! Wait!

-What are you doing? -But it's hot.

What is it?

-Where's that from? -From there.

Uncle Misha raised you.

You just visit to use the toilet and hide money from me.

This was for Kolya. Why couldn't you put the fire out?

You'll end up like your brother.

Better that than stinking of fries from your beanery, old ape.

Ape.

Ape indeed.

Who knows when she'll be back.

She was just here.

Do you know where to find her?

She's got a foreign make car. Honda or something.

Silver-colored.

I don't remember the number.

There's a town nearby. I think she goes there often.

She's got a friend there. The daughter of a local oligarch.

And I'm homeless now.

The notes with the numbers still visible can be exchanged at a bank.

-But they're burned. Will they take them? -They should.

Look, I thought that was Ira sitting there.

She's not worth it.

Really?

Look what I printed out yesterday.

They're all either for sale or rent. And it's not far from the ocean.

And here they have the open air shows.

These are poor quality printouts. The real colors are amazing.

Let's take the evening train.

We'll reach Moscow in the morning,

first flight to Goa.

In eight hours, we'll be swimming in the ocean.

All right, Dashka.

Let's blow it all in three days

and come back broke.

We've made a quick buck, but it's peanuts. We need a bigger pot.

But we wanted to get away with this money.

Dashka.

Dashka.

-Hey, Dashka. -Back off.

Crap.

Look, Dashka. Let's stick here for a couple of months,

then we'll have all the time to soak in the ocean.

You said we wouldn't need money there,

that it's heaven on earth.

Even in heaven, sweetie, you'll need money to live.

I dream all the time that I'm meeting Kolya.

I take him to the airport. He asks me where we are going.

And then he realizes, and he says…

No, he can't say it now. That's it. The money got burned.

Come on, Dashka. It could've been worse.

-You don't know how I got this money. -Well, I know.

-I can guess anyway. -And if you know, shut up about it.

It's none of your business.

-When is he gonna be released? -This fall.

Haven't got any letters from him lately. He wants to make it a surprise.

To come unexpectedly.

He is going to get a surprise instead.

Listen…

How much money do you need to leave?

What does it matter?

There's this rich guy. He's married and has a mistress.

Let's record their conversation

and blackmail him for 20 grand.

-10 each. -Listen, Oksanka.

Why are you doing this? Do you need the money?

-How do you know he has the money? -He'll pay.

How do you know?

It's my father. He's cheating on my mother.

He has a lover and he spends all the money on her.

Oksanka, you sure?

I don't get it, Dashka. Do you need money or what.

-But it's your father. -So what? We're not going to kill him.

Besides, half of the money will go to me, his own daughter.

He spends money on this whore, while I have to beg for pocket money.

Are you sure they'll show up?

They will. I told them it was a great deal.

-So how many guys are coming? -Doesn't matter. Look what I've got.

Wow!

-Awesome. -Vasya.

Hello, boys.

Could you help me find a girl your age? She has a silver-colored Honda.

Who are you anyway? A cop?

Well, no. Not a cop.

I need to give her a letter from her brother.

-From this guy, on the photo. -And where are you from?

From Moscow?

Yes.

So, do you know the girl?

I think I've seen her somewhere.

Have you seen this chick, Strap?

Maybe, but I'm not sure.

Is that your car?

So you don't know where to find her?

At the Dragon tonight. Where else?

All right. Thanks.

Listen. Hey, listen!

Listen, how much does this Bimmer cost?

-Would it be around 50 grand? -Well, maybe.

Which year's model is it?

-Don't know for sure. I didn't buy it. -Did you jack it then?

It's my friend's car.

Listen, if I get one of these, a used one,

-would I get it for 20? -Don't know. Doubt it.

How much then?

Well, like…

Why do you ask?

Like, I'm interested to know what the prices are like. So what?

What's your name?

Well, Vovka. Why?

You know, Vovka, you don't need a car like this, man.

Trust me.

Take care of yourselves.

Good luck, Vovka.

What did he say? I don't get it.

Was that an insult?

We shouldn't have let him go. Could've duped some money out of him.

-What if he duped you instead? -Who, him?

He's a businessman from Moscow. Who can he dupe?

You're lame, Dan. This guy's serious.

Probably been to prison.

This is a powerful bug. Covers signal within 200 meters.

Set your tape recorder to 926 kHZ.

Write it down.

So, the mic should be on for incoming calls from your number.

Other incoming should be blocked.

Same for the screen and vibration. That's all.

Thank you.

Can I pay later?

-Go away. -Okay.

Say hi to Kolya.

You don't have a choice, you know?

You can't negotiate with him.

Look, it's not an easy decision for me.

But I've made it.

But Lyosha, what is the guarantee?

What guarantees can there be?

The hitman will do a clean job. No Sasha Zobin, no problems for us.

You must get out of town when he's finished.

Go to your country house with your daughter.

So, has he called his whore?

No, he hasn't.

-Shit. -Ask her to come with us.

-Keep listening. He'll call her. -You coming?

-Wait! -C'mon.

Oksanka, it's noisy here. I've gotta move.

Okay. Just don't miss it.

Good. I'll wait for your call.

…for misconduct. Ivan Kuznetsov himself is outraged with the unfair accusation.

He believes this is a hidden agenda

of the PR people from Veniamin Ushkin's office.

Ivan is in our studio today.

-Hello, Ivan. -Hello.

EXPRESS NEWS

Ivan, could you comment on the present situation?

Hello. This incident tells us about the necessity

to clamp down on the PR smear campaigns.

I will be cooperating with the law enforcement authorities

to take all necessary measures…

-Shit! -…to find the scammers

who are trying to smear my name ahead of the elections.

I assure you that I am committed to my family

and I am committed to you, my electorate.

I haven't paid that much for a majority stake even after the crisis.

How much?

No, this is not how the business works.

Nope.

Well, we won't agree then.

Dad, it's Sunday.

Dad, I'm not on my own. We need to fill up Dashka's Honda.

Have you not noticed that all your friends are using you?

I can understand, but there should be a limit.

Take it.

Yes, hello.

Look, it's not an easy decision for me.

But I've made it.

But Lyosha, what is the guarantee?

What guarantees can there be?

The hitman will do a clean job. No Sasha Zobin, no problems for us.

Did you get it?

What do you want?

$20,000.14 Nekrasova Street.

It's a run-down house, ground floor.

Put the bag with the cash on the chalk mark.

The target is here. Standby.

Got it.

-The car stopped. -Okay. Standing by.

He's getting out.

The target entered the building.

The target exited the building.

52 arriving to Nekrasova.

52, sort everything out carefully. We didn't have time to sweep the area.

52, roger that.

He's in the car.

Pulling out. Third, follow.

-Mitsubishi minivan will follow first. -First here. I see it.

-What's up with you? -Tired of sawing.

Switch sides.

52 turning into Dubovaya Street.

I see you.

Too quiet here. Something's not right.

Two old ladies and three physically challenged.

Watch out. Keep your eyes peeled.

There's a woman with a pram.

She's clear.

Have you checked the basement?

No, we didn't have the time.

Why is your watch off? Set it right now.

Parkovaya Street, an ambulance is coming.

Do you copy?

That bastard!

Honda jumped a red light. Moving fast.

Grey Honda. All muddy. Couldn't read number plate.

-Do you read me? Over. -Three.

-Hi. -Hello, it's Dad.

-Yes, Dad? -Where are you now?

-Proletarskaya Street. -Is Dashka with you?

Dashka? She left yesterday.

-She left? -Yes. What happened?

-Piss off. -Go. Go away now.

Dashka. Dashka!

Turn into Proletarskaya, look for a muddy Honda.

Roger that.

What are you doing here?

Move your car.

Move the car, I said!

Hey, where are you going?

-First to third. Kolya, work on this side. -Yes.

We're on Koroleva Street near the car. The girl's escaped.

She's 170 cm tall, blond, slim. Do you copy? Over.

-Roger that. -Victor, Alpha, Papa, Mike…

Victor, Alpha, Papa, Mike. Do you copy? Over.

Closed off the crossing at Sovetskaya Street. Do you copy? Over.

No. I don't know them.

-Have you see a blond girl come past here? -No.

Is the fish fresh?

It was swimming yesterday.

You can choose the flowers. Which one?

Look, they're so pretty.

They smell so nice.

Ah, fuck you. Son of a bitch!

What's going on there?

I'll take them all.

-Fucking animal. -What happened?

-Crazy dog owners. -Fucking hell.

Look, it jumped on me.

-Beast! -Petrovich, where's Anatoly?

-Please help me. -I'll check.

Help me, please. Please, please help me.

Son of a bitch. If I catch her, I'm gonna kill her.

Andrey, you need to get checked. What if it has rabies.

-You need to go to the hospital. -To hell with hospital. Where's the bitch?

Keep looking.

-What's your name? -Kostya.

Kostya. I won't tell you anything, is that okay?

OKSANA CALLING

-Oksana. I'm sorry. I'll explain later. -Dashka, this is Oksana's father.

-Where are you? Let's talk. -I already talked to you.

I don't have the money.

Give me the tape, bitch, and I won't do anything.

Don't threaten me.

I'll switch the phone off and take the battery out.

And you'll explain to your partner why you contracted a killer.

Dashka, how could you do this to your own friend's father?

-Do you think this is okay? -And is killing people okay?

Get the money tonight. Do you understand, oligarch?

Pull over. I'll get off here.

Did you hear me? Pull over.

Why are you not saying anything? Where are you taking me?

-We'll go a bit further and talk. -What is there to talk about?

Pull over!

Do you want me to take you back?

Why the hell did you bring me here?

-We'll stay here for a while and talk. -Why?

-Because you are in deep shit. -Piss off.

Wait. Where are you going?

-Stop! -Don't touch me!

-Wait, I'll explain. -Let go of me, you bastard!

Leave me alone!

Come here!

Creep!

-Let me go! -What the hell!

Hey, old fart. Open the door!

Cow!

Where did you come from, scum?

Open up!

Are you stupid or what?

-Let me out! -I'll let you out all right.

Hey!

I'll get out of here, and then you're finished.

I'm giving you the last chance.

If you let me out now, I won't do anything to you. I'm counting to ten.

One, two…

So, you calm now?

You hear me?

Calm at last.

Here!

What do you want from me, bastard?

Why are you--

Cool off.

Come out.

Give me your hand.

Eat that.

You eat it.

Do you think there's no one to protect me?

When my brother finds out, he'll tear your head off.

I'll bet you on that.

When Kolya finds out, he'll tear you apart.

Listen, Dashka.

I don't know what one does in a situation like this.

But I have a letter from Kolya for you.

When you read it, you'll understand.

Here.

Dashka.

Do you hear me?

Hang on, hang on.

We'll get you warm.

BITCH

TIRE REPAIRS

Shit, nearly broke it.

Hurry up.

Gynecologist.

I've made it 2.5.

Misha!

-Stop making a mess! -What do you care?

I'm tired of all of your troubles. I want to sleep.

Take the wheel.

Misha, don't smoke in the car.

Stop yelling. My head is splitting as it is.

Get closer. There's no signal.

That's it. I'm turning him off.

Why are you locked in? Open up!

-Open it! -Let me.

Get out.

Get out!

I said get out!

-What the fuck are you doing? -What?

-Easy. -We took you for someone else.

-Who's in charge here? -Keep it cool.

The people in charge are in Moscow.

But here we have anarchy.

Misha, looks like you overdid it.

Misha, why the hell did you off him?

-'Cause you all shit your pants. -Yeah?

I didn't plan to off him. Didn't think he'd be so soft.

We need to rid of the car ASAP.

Stepa, call Blind. Ask him to take it for 15.

It's registered to a Dmitry Poshparin.

-Let's try on the jacket. -Listen, guys!

Look here. That's cool.

The jacket is too tight.

"I was mistaken when I was talking about money and heaven.

Now I understand. Heaven was when we were together.

And nothing else matters.

But we cannot get the past back."

Why are you laughing? You have a dead body in the car.

Looks like this dead body is the poet.

Wrote two pages of crap to some chick.

You want to send it?

There's no address here.

-I got it, China. This is a secret letter. -Right. Let's bounce.

Hey, got it, tough guy?

Help us carry him.

-This dude isn't ordinary. -Yeah, kinda cool.

-He has scars all over. -Drop him here?

Further down or he'll float.

Well, he won't float now.

I'm starving.

Let's go eat something.

Miss!

Come and join our table. It's better than on the ground.

Miss, is your head in your phone all the time?

From time to time. Why?

My sister only speaks SMS language.

Her boyfriend is at Lake Baikal and she's screwing him digitally right now.

By the way, Dima's writing about the lake. And he sent a photo of it.

-Shame that you won't see it. -As if I wanted to.

He probably took a naked picture of himself naked and sent it.

You're so stupid.

I read in a magazine that SMS messages is the language of the future.

So, when you arrive to the Baikal-- Have you been to the Baikal?

-No. -Doesn't matter.

Imagine you're on the Baikal, and want to send a message to your boyfriend

about its beauty, but you need to express it in a few words.

I'd just text him that it's very beautiful.

And what will he understand by that?

That it's beautiful.

But he won't understand anything.

You'd need to rack your brains to paint a picture.

For example…

It's very…

tough to do.

What's your name, by the way?

Dashka.

Igor. And this is my sister Sveta.

-Pleased to meet you. -Me too.

-Where are you from? -I'm a local.

We are from Saratov. We're studying in Moscow.

We decided to hitchhike to our hometown.

But my sister hasn't seen anything but her mobile phone. Next time maybe.

Hi there.

Misha.

Igor.

Lift your bottom, lose your seat!

Everything is okay. We've sorted out the loser.

Let's go.

We're taking the Bimmer, and the Nissan is for you.

-Drive carefully. -Misha, I got through. Let's go!

All right, we're off.

Best of luck, Igor.

What the hell?

-Where's he? -Shit driving!

-Who? -Where is he? I need to talk to him.

He's here we left him. End of story. Let's go.

-Is he okay? China, tell me, where's he? -Hey, shut the door.

-Hey, what do yo want from us? -Misha, please tell me where he is.

-Get away from the car. -She's crazy.

-We got you the car, so piss off. -He's got my brother's passport!

-Tell me where to look for him. Please! -Where? In public spaces.

Let's go, boys!

Misha, China! Wait!

Please wait.

I don't remember anything.

I don't even know my name.

Damn it.

Everything is fine. No fractures.

He was knocked out.

Don't you remember anything?

What shall we call him?

Well, I've always liked the name Alfred.

That's too nerdy.

We'll call him Vasya.

Why did you bring him here, Ilya?

-What are we to do if he dies? -He won't, since he hasn't by now.

You can't just leave a man to die.

Something bad must've happened to him.

-What if he is a criminal or a maniac? -What criminal? Come on, Aunt Kira.

He is a good guy.

Just having a hard time.

How do you know?

If he is good or bad?

You pick up a man in the river and believe he's a good guy.

You're so naive, Ilya, like a child. My God.

What are we going to do with this man?

We'll wait for him to come to his senses, and then decide.

Enough of this.

Are you suggesting he stays with us forever?

With you?

He can live at my place, if that matters.

What if his relatives are looking for him?

What if he doesn't have any relatives?

I went to the police station.

They say when he's back to being himself,

he should come to them and give a statement.

Maybe he just was drunk and fell into the river.

And they asked why Ilya fished him out.

If he dies, what are we going to do?

Aunt Kira.

Maybe I can tell him that he is my husband.

That we have a daughter.

He doesn't remember anything anyway.

You should've thought about it before.

He's not going to believe it now.

He will.

MAN FOUND. IN HIS THIRTIES, HEIGHT 186 CM, DARK HAIR, BROWN EYES.

DOESN'T REMEMBER HIS RELATIVES. CALL AT CHESTOV STREET

Yes!

Excuse me. Is an unidentified man here?

How old?

About 30.

No.

I'll leave you my number.

Could you please call if you see him?

Thank you.

He doesn't remember anything.

I got him out of the river, naked with a smashed head.

You will feed him

and attend to his toilet needs, if required.

He's your brother after all.

Brother my ass.

Where did you get this from?

So, my name is Kolya then?

I'm tired of being Alfred.

What's up there, Ilya?

Go to sleep. He's had a nightmare again.

How is he?

Feed your brother, will you?

So you are my sister.

What's your name?

Eat up.

My name is Sveta.

It's hot.

-Hello. -Hi there.

This is my sister.

Sveta.

Damn it.

Damn the Japanese and their tech.

Do I have to go to Tokyo now to buy this damned propeller?

Listen, I've been thinking…

What kind of person is your brother?

He's a wonderful brother.

No one is closer to me.

Kolya is the dearest person I have.

He's everything to me.

What about your parents?

Never mind.

He'll recover. Everything will be all right.

I'll go and check on him.

Don't jump on him, Chernysh. Leave him alone.

What's up? Easy.

Leave him, I said. No, Chernysh.

Kolya, dear, are you all right? Let's go. You can lean on me. Let's go inside.

Great! You've lost your memory, but you found a woman.

Even though you're married with four children.

Where?

All right. It was a joke.

You're not married.

Cat!

-Kostyan! -Cat!

Bravo!

Come on, Cat, we need to pack up.

-Please help me. -That's is my sister.

Dashka!

Hey, shithead. Did you even go to school? Can you count?

-Five, four… -Zverev, to the infirmary. Repeat test.

-We've just started playing. Hold on. -C'mon, it's your turn. Play three.

-You're getting the tricks. -I'm telling you, play three.

-What the fuck are you playing? -Thirty one again.

VOROBIEV V. C. 3 UNIT

Attention…

Listen.

Komar, put a stake.

Listen, slide it, don't cut.

Sedoy from the third Unit was drunk.

A guy from your unit, Kolya Shubin. He died.

All right, let's roll.

He wrote a letter before he died.

To me?

When is your next visit?

I got none. No envy.

So, pass it on through relatives.

-Nobody's visiting me. -Not my problem, I'm not FedEx.

He also left a photo.

Kill the game. Chugur's watching.

-Finish. What are you staring at? -Zverev,

-you need to repeat the syphilis test. -Don't tell me what to do.

Three, four. Give it here.

My bitch is back with me!

ZVEREV N. V. 5 UNIT

Ogorodnikov, come here.

Enter.

-Ogorodnikov. -Okay.

Bring him in.

-Dismissed. -Ogorodnikov, Konstantin.

Unit 5, Article 105 part 2, 162 part 4. 15 years.

We want to drink to the memory of a guy we knew.

-Have a drink with us. -Take the glass.

To you.

You're no more.

You died at a hospital of a heart failure.

You're now Nikolai Shubin. A free man.

Although a former inmate,

due to the report written about you for good behavior and good conduct

by the Head of the Operations Branch Major Chugur here, you're released.

Congratulations.

SHUBIN, NIKOLAI BORN IN KAVERINSK

Sorry, your address is not in Moscow.

Why did you bastards kill the boy?

He did his time.

You've got some nerve, fucking asshole.

Out. Face the wall.

Wait outside!

From this moment,

he's no longer with us.

Do it.

So, it turns out that your brother was killed because of me.

But it's not my fault.

Do you understand me?

Is that all?

Yes.

Damn.

Thank you.

Chernysh!

Thank you.

-All right. Where will you go? -Chernysh, Chernysh!

I'll pay a visit to my friends' graves, then I'll see.

I want you to know, Kostya, that you have a home here

and we will always be glad to see you.

Here. We've put some money together for you, so…

-Here you go. -Thank you. I'll repay it back.

So, goodbye.

Give me your phone to play with.

Station. Last stop.

Get off.

Are you getting off, mister?

There was a fire.

This is all that could be saved.

I handed your ass over to China.

I figured that out.

Kolya gave his life for you.

So live for him.

Attention. Commuter train leaving from track two.

Passenger train to platform two.

Do you copy?

Your ID.

Name and surname?

-First Lieutenant, it's written there. -Name and surname.

Shubin, Nikolai, born 1979. Do you need place of birth?

Hey, do you need a cell phone?

Are you selling cell phones or checking documents?

-A bit of both. -No, I don't. Thanks.

POLICE

Look at what I've got.

Dashka.

Let's get away from here.

We're bringing A cat with us

And a chicken, and a dog

And a badass rooster

Use the steering wheel!

And a monkey, and a parrot What a party we are!

You know, as children, we went to the seaside every year with parents.

Mom always roasted a chicken for the road.

It was delicious.

The train wouldn't have left yet,

but people would take their food out, make friends.

I always wanted the top bed. Even fell down from there one night.

I've been on the train only once.

When Uncle Misha was taking Kolya and me away from Moscow.

When we were children, we lived in Moscow, at Prospekt Mira.

Mom and Dad took a plane to Novosibirsk for work.

Both engines failed at takeoff.

Of all the relatives, only Uncle Misha showed up and took us with him.

Were you friends with Kolya?

We did say hello to each other.

We were at the same unit.

I knew he was a good guy.

He was the only one closest to me.

He even…

went to jail because of me. He stabbed a person.

Once, when we were little, we were at our uncle's cafe.

The road was snowed over, there weren't any cars.

And then a truck drives by out of nowhere.

The side of the truck has a picture.

Palm trees, sunshine, seaside…

A paradise of some kind.

There's no paradise on earth, don't be silly.

But I want to go to paradise.

I'll get the money somehow and go.

What place would that be?

India? Africa?

Maybe Rio de Janeiro?

Dashka, don't be naive.

What is waiting for you in those magical countries?

And what is waiting for me here? Jail?

It's possible to sort things out. Start all over.

Start what over?

It's the same as waiting here for this train to go.

Better than going to Africa.

What would someone like me do here? Sell cheese at the market?

Why cheese? You could do something else.

Like what?

What?

I don't know what.

What do you like to do?

Text messaging.

What's it got to do with this?

Well, have you been to Lake Baikal?

No, I haven't. Have you?

All right, forget the Baikal.

When I go there, I'll send you a text.

But I'll have to think hard about how to describe all the beauty in a few words.

Bright yellow sun, clear skies,

golden sand,

warm ocean,

No, not like that.

Hi, Kostya,

I am in heaven.

It's very… calm here.

Is there a car dealership around?

I wanna sell this car off.

-You sure? -I don't need it.

I'll visit my friends' graves,

then maybe go back to Grandad Ilya.

His friend is a supervisor in the Northern Fleet.

I'll find a job there and start over. But you need to leave.

You're on a wanted list. Your photos are all over the place.

But don't go to heaven, of course. Somewhere closer.

To Lake Baikal, perhaps.

Yeah, I'd love to see the Baikal.

Better still, take the Baikal with me.

Also Altai, and Kamchatka,

and Murmansk, and the rest of it.

And move with all of it to another country.

Then you can live there.

What will be left here?

Here? The cops.

It's only when you sail against the tide You understand the price of freedom right

Into long chains many links join The line of life becomes just a point

Lines and days, tack by tack Hem your dossier with ardour and heart

Here, behind the bars, officer's your boss Your freedom is in the radio box

I am free like a bird in the sky, it seems

I am free, I forgot what fear means

To be different means to be always alone You can choose between poverty and prison

Nobody gets freedom for free Freedom has no exit and no entry

Baking soda is for making a blacker tea Got it? Then pour yourself a cup and see

I am a part of some sitting endurance race A radio in my stereo cheers up the place

I am free like a bird in the sky, it seems

I am free, I forgot what fear means

Tea, cigarettes, answers to questions Interrogations and more interrogations

My radio is a one-way link Dits and dahs, and Arabic writing

I can hear, although I cannot speak I have seen a roar turn into a squeak

Try to rub it out, you can't, you'll see My freedom is something inside me

I am free like a bird in the sky, it seems

I am free, I forgot what fear means

FERRY CROSSING 1 KM

-How much is this one? -Don't know. It's not mine.

I'm just covering for someone.

-How much would you take? -I don't know what it costs.

Loading finished. The ferry is departing.

-All right, just take it. -Thank you.

Take it. It's a gift.

Sir?

Could you help me open the bonnet?

That was smart.

Could you show me where to top up the water?

All water?

I haven't had this car for long, so I don't know where everything is.

There's also some glitch. Lights go off when I turn the ignition on.

Okay, I'll have a look.

-Your battery terminal post is loose. -Post?

-That's it. No more glitches. -Thank you.

What am I going to do without you now?

I think you'll learn to fix your car without my help.

-Am I ugly? -Dashka, what's up?

Why are you with me then?

You like me now?

-Dashka! -Crazy people.

-What's gotten into you? -Why are you flirting with her?

Do you like her? Go to her then. Get away from me!

-Wait, Dashka. -Is this because of my scar?

What are you talking about, Dashka?

I've never even thought about your scar.

-I didn't even notice it. -Liar.

-I can't even see it! -Yeah, right.

I've got scars too.

-That's different. You're a man. -Dashka, please.

You're pretty, Dashka.

It's true.

And I like you a lot.

-Really? You're not going to leave me? -Of course not. I won't.

-I won't leave you. -Really, Kostya?

Really, I won't.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

It's just he needs the money ASAP.

You would've jumped out of your pants if you saw it.

I can withdraw it myself tomorrow, but it will be too late.

I'm short 5 grand. Okay. I'll be waiting.

Serega, hi! Yes. Yes.

Wait, you understand that it will be gone.

There's a queue already.

Your $1,500.

Here you are. It's an Aeroflot flight.

Friday the 11th at 9:30, returning on Saturday the 19th at 14:10.

-Okay. -Balgal Beach Resort.

Thank you.

-Four stars. All inclusive. -Is it far from the sea?

It's right by the seaside. You'll hear the ocean waves.

1,500. All there.

I'll give you the change. Your 5 dollars. Here you are.

-Have a good vacation. -Yeah.

Have you decided?

Hey, can you take a grand off?

I already did.

C'mon, you've got no car certificate and the license is handwritten.

I'll give you 14 grand.

For 14, I'll hand it over with a corpse in the trunk.

Visa to India takes three to five days. Where do you want to go?

To the seaside?

Go to a visa-free country for the seaside.

Thailand, Maldives, Tunisia,

Turkey, Egypt. Anywhere you want, even tomorrow.

As long as the tickets for your flight and the hotel you want are available.

Unfortunately, we can't look it up now. The internet is not working.

-Inna! -Yes.

Check the cable.

We'll try it now.

Thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine…

-All right? -All 14.

Yes? Hello again.

Yes, black X5.

I told you already.

Okay. I'll read it to you again.

WB…

-Tamara! Come here. -I'm not Tamara.

-Don't shout or I'll throw you out. -Come here.

I said stop it.

Come here.

Come on, Tamara.

Kostya! I went to the travel agent and found out. It's not hard at all.

We pay the money, and they do it all. Passports, visas, tickets. It's sorted.

The car is reported stolen. I don't know why.

-Dashka, let's go back to Grandad Ilya. -Stop looking.

Stay there for a bit, look around.

-Are you listening to me? -Hello, boys.

-Yeah. -Hi.

-Good stuff. -Hello.

Dashka, I'm talking to you.

-Who's that? -Can you introduce us?

Dashka.

A drunk homeless.

-It's not the same, Kostya, you see? -All right then.

-Guys, come and join me. -What's not the same?

Are you dumb?

I'll throw you out now!

What an idiot!

Finish your drink and piss off!

I'LL BE BACK. WAIT FOR ME. LOVE YOU.

Love and pain, love and pain Peace and fight, peace and fight

Like anyone else, like anyone else I carry my light, I carry my light

Love and pain, love and pain Peace and fight, peace and fight

Like anyone else, like anyone else I carry my light, I carry my light

Love and pain, peace and fight Like anyone else, I carry my light

A day is like a night To a tee exact

Night, day, shade, light And I am a turn skin between

A day is like a night To a tee exact

Love and pain, love and pain Peace and fight, peace and fight

Like anyone else, like anyone else I carry my light, I carry my light

Love and pain, love and pain Peace and fight, peace and fight

Like anyone else, like anyone else I carry my light, I carry my light

The games of light and shade A night turns into a day

A day turns into a night To a tee exact

Night, day, shade, light And I am a turn skin between

A night is like a day Shades cast

I left my passport in the car.

-We're closing in 10 minutes. -I'll be right back.

Get under the table and shut up, bitch!

Down, bitches! Down, I said! Don't move!

Go there!

Don't get mad. Easy.

Stay there, bitch! Be quiet! You stop shrieking or I'll shoot you!

-Okay. Here is the money. -Freeze, you slut!

Just check here.

I'll kill you all! Take this.

That will be enough.

Hurry up. Move it!

-Let's get out. -Out!

Is your head up your ass?

You, stop whining or I'll put you off.

My eyes! My eyes!

What the fuck is this?

Fuck!

My eyes!

Where are the bullets? All the bullets…

Freeze!

Four to base, a fight in the Volna cafe. Send a patrol.

-Four, roger that. -Duty officer. Patrol sent.

At last!

-This one? -Yes, this one.

-Take him away. -To all in Altay…

-Black BMW X5 speeding. -Let's carry him out.

-Took a shortcut by the ferry crossing. -Get up, I said. Go.

The vehicle in the armed robbery at the travel agency is on the wanted list.

Information to Altay. Repeat. Information to Altay…

Damn. Missed it.

Altay. Respond to 49-18. Over.

Get into the car.

I'm on foot.

Fuck off then.

Move it.

-Can you see anything? -No. It's foggy. We're just waiting.

What's up there?

We're waiting.

Ural, this is Alaty. Contact the ferry. What's happening? Over.

The ferry will be here in two to three minutes.

Latest update, there are three of them.

All armed. Travel agency manager was killed. Be careful there.

Right, guys. Don't play heroes.

If need be, shoot to kill.

Kaluga here. Report location.

Nearby, I think. Where are you?

Everyone, take your positions! Incoming!

All civilians, get into your cars!

Everyone get into your cars!

Let's go, guys.

Stand by!

Take this one off!

First one's driving off.

Hey, you dick! Why are you standing there?

Dashka.

Get into your car, I said!

I'm telling you! Get in your car!

Kostya.

Drop your gun to the floor! Get in the car!

-I won't harm anyone! Let me through! -Get in the car!

-Give me your gun! -Dashka!

-Dashka, drive away! -Drop your gun!

-Shut the fuck up! -Drop your gun!

Hello, Dashka.

It is… very calm here.

There's no kindness or anger In these words

When dogs pray, bones fall from the sky

There is no courage or fear In these words

When a bullet enters a chest The shirt rips in two

There is no love or hate In these words

And you can't save yourself And save no one…

Subtitle translation by: Olga Davis