All language subtitles for Russian.Beauty.S01E11_English

TV CHANNEL RUSSIA

KINOGRAD 21
PRODUCTION COMPANY

KARINA ANDOLENKO

PAVEL PRILUCHNY

ANASTASIA ZADOROZHNAYA
VLADIMIR ZHEREBTSOV

ALEXANDR TUTIN
YELENA STAROSTINA

SERGEY SHNYREV
LUIZA MOSENDZ

KSENIYA BURAVSKAYA
GALINA PETROVA

VALERIA KOZHEVNIKOVA
PAVEL KHARLANCHUK

IN THE FILM BY
KAREN OGANESYAN

RUSSIAN BEAUTY

WRITTEN BY
GANNA SLUTSKY

CAMERA DIRECTORS
ANDREY GURKIN, NIKOLAY SMIRNOV

MUSIC BY ANNA KHITRIK

PRODUCTION DESIGNER
IGOR KHRUTSKY

EDITORS
OLGA PROSHKINA, YURY DYDYCHKO

COSTUMES BY LYUDMILA GAINTSEVA,
ANNA PODGORNAYA-KACHANKO

MAKEUP BY
YELENA UGNACHEVA

PRODUCERS DANIIL GETMANSKY
VALERY SMETSKOY

PRODUCERS YEKATERINA YEFANOVA
ALEXANDR BURAVSKY

EPISODE 11

- Did you call for me?
- Yes, take a seat.

Do you want to tell me something?

No.

Yilia Sergeyevna, I value you
very much

as a professional.

Thank you, Zinaida Alexeyevna.

Why haven't you told me
that Katya is pregnant?

I wanted to run some tests first

to check everything and make sure.

Do you understand
that your personal affection

can get in the way
of your further work here?

I do.

Don't do anything stupid.

Run all the tests and report to me.

Okay.

How are you feeling today?

- Perfect.
- That's wonderful.

Though I was told you were
going to run away today.

I wanted to have some air.

It's fine. But we have
a particular time for that.

Alright, let's forget this incident.

Yulya, dear!
You'll need to sign a paper.

What paper?

It says that you understand

the reason for your admission.

I won't sign anything.

I'm not sick, I don't need
any treatment.

Please, understand. You
mustn't give birth now.

Giving birth will only
deteriorate your state.

- Do you have children?
- Of course.

I wish they will die very soon.

Yulya, dear, prepare an abortion.

No! No!

Give me back to myself
I won't play anymore

Give me back to myself!
Why do you need me like I am...?

The procedure was effective.

I did everything you ordered.

That's very good.

Lord, have mercy.

Bye, bye, baby! Go to sleep

Grabbing your Mom's hand

Are you crazy?

Enough. Calm down!

Are you nuts? You're pregnant!

Enough! There was no abortion!

I tricked them all. Do you hear me?

Enough!

Do you hear me or not?

I simply gave you a sedative.

Your baby is alive.
Do you hear me?

Calm down, please.
Your baby is alive.

Do you hear me?

I'm not lying to you.

Please, get down.

Please. It's enough, get down.

Take that thing off.

Come on, dear.

Come on, please, hurry up.

Take it off.

Everything's fine. Come,

come to me.

Come.

Everything's fine.

Come to me. I'll help you.

I'll get you out of here, I'll try to.

Everything's fine, come to me.

Everything will be fine.

Everything's fine.

- Hello, Sergey Lvovich.
- Hello.

It's been long since you visited.

You don't check
on the old men at all.

How are you feeling?

Katya spent so much time on me
that she could've raise the dead.

Why are we standing
by the door? Come in.

What brings you here?

I wanted to talk about my aunt.

Sit down.

You know, I've decided to leave.

I think it'll be better for everyone.

It's a very right decision.

You understand that in my state
I'd better return to my family.

Yes, of course.

But I have one last favour
to ask of you.

Of course, everything you want.

Let's meet for the last time.

Let's say goodbye properly.

Alright.

- Tomorrow.
- As you wish.

And I hoped so much
that she was delusional.

Don't' think she could help
your parents

at that time,

let alone to save them.

You know what times there were.

She has been keeping it secret
for so many years.

What could she have told you
back then?

You were just a child.

You know, Panova, all's not so bad.

Everything has its bright side.

First, you've lost weight.

Second, you have fans even here.

Third, you look good with short hair.

And also this soulful look...

That's my first smile
during all this time.

Please, give my big thanks to Zhanna.

Did they know here
that you're pregnant?

They all think I've had an abortion.

I won't be able to hide it for long.

When my belly grows,
they'll understand everything.

At the best, they'll take my baby
away to an orphanage

and leave me here
for the rest of my life.

Katya, Rem is in Moscow.

Don't tell me anything about him.

I don't want to hear about this man.
He betrayed me.

- Katya, he didn't.
- Venya...

He came to give you this book.

Do you see? It's a proof
of his love to you, not his betrayal.

You need to go. The nurses
will return from their break soon.

- May I have a minute more?
- Be quick.

He said to tell you that
he'd think of something.

I'm sorry, Katya,

but this is all I can do for you.

Of course, we'll write another
collective letter.

We'll go on writing letters.

Venya,

Venya.

Thank you for everything.

Panova, you're the best.

That's it...

A flower...

Flower...

Flower...

Felix Krutsky, who's book
you're holding,

was a well-known Soviet
international journalist.

Thanks to his international
reports, the USSR citizens

could learn about another way of life.

This book allows to understand
the secret of the Russian soul.

Felix died in the prime of his life.

This book would've never seen
the light of the day

if it were not for his widow,
Yekaterina Panina.

This woman, whose life
was full of dramatic moments,

had managed to keep
her husband's manuscript

despite the danger to herself

due to the unjust allegations
of treason against her husband.

She herself was subjected
to persecution.

I want to beg this woman,
whom I love wholeheartedly,

to forgive me for everything

including the things
through no fault of mine,

for everything that caused
her adversities.

I would've never caused you pain,
never hurt you, my love.

She felt a life-long guilt for what
had happened with your parents.

But she didn't dare to confess it.

She was scared.

She was scared of losing you.

She's a murderer.

She's a murderer.

She's a murderer.

Manya, dear, I thought you
wouldn't be coming today.

Kiss me.

- Are you Vladimir?
- Are you Yulya?

Yes, I am.

Katya Panova's father told me
that you can help.

I'll try to.

I work as a nurse
in a mental hospital.

I met Katya there.

She won't be getting out of there alive.

Goncharov said you loved her.

It was in the past. She has traded me
for some French guy.

She expects his child.

Katya expects a child?

Everyone thinks
she has had an abortion.

But the ruse will be revealed soon.

Katya urgently needs to escape.

I can get her out of the building
but she won't pass the guard post.

What can I do?

I have an idea.

We have work therapy
on the first floor.

The patients make boxes there.

Every other day a truck comes
to the yard to load those boxes.

- You do have a truck, don't you?
- I do.

Listen, Valera,

- you know Dina Radova, right?
- Sure.

I supervise the Fashion House.

Only she doesn't work there anymore.

Right.

For a long time, she's been helping us.

She performed certain duties.

As of late, she... how can I say it...

- She fell short of expectation
- Exactly.

Late night today, she shall leave.

I'm not sure she'll actually do that.

I'd like you to follow her
to the station,

make sure she boards her train,
and report to me in the morning.

I've heard our position
of deputy editor-in-chief

will be vacant soon.

Your information is wrong.

The position of deputy
editor-in-chief is already...

just a moment.

Please, switch me
to the editor-in-chief of...

- what's the paper's name?
- "Rabochaya Stolitsa".

"Rabochaya Stolitsa".

Vladimir Nikolayevich, it's me.

Recognized? Good.

Listen, I have an idea.

What if the position of editor-in-chief

goes to a promising young
employee named Valery Zubov?

He's good and diligent.

I too don't see why not.

After all, we need to make way
for young stuffers.

Thanks.

- Thank you.
- Tomorrow morning...

I'll report.

Vera, how are you feeling?

There, it's for you.

It's Felix's book. They
published it in France.

Felix who?

Krutsky.

It's the book about you.

You've been waiting it
for so long.

I'll read it,

to refresh my French.

- Easy, easy.
- Come on, come on!

Undress, I'll be in a moment.

Wake up, it's time.

Why are you so late?

- They've been looking for a substitute.
- Why hasn't Yegor come?

He fell ill.

- I see. The flu.
- Yeah.

Many people are sick nowadays.

What would you do...

Let's go.

Come.

Hurry up.

Go right behind me.

- Have you got it all?
- No, Kuzmich, a lot is left.

I'll help you.

Wait! Where are you going?

Dina, what are you doing?

I love you.

Let's talk. What are you doing?

Thank you.

The first breath
and the first snow,

The smell of the grass
and the sun of winter,

Rem!

The music of words
and my love -

I'm dedicating it all
to my memory...

- Are you asleep?
- As you can see, I'm not.

And you're drunk again.

I've lost the role.

They said they can't shoot me
because I drink too much.

You do drink too much.

If it goes on like this, you'll be
able to perform only in dive bars.

There you have it, useless me.

I pity you.

Pity.

Pity?

You pity me, huh?

You should've had your own children

to bring them up.

I should've.

But God didn't give them to me.

Everything mixed back then -

envy, jealousy, fear.

Our parents loved Volodya,
your father,

more than me.

They left this house to him.

He fathered a beautiful girl;
it was you.

I couldn't have children.

And it was a spot of luck.

I got everything at once,

both the house and you.

You were my prize

but became my punishment.

Nothing comes free in this life.

Especially my parents' death!

Don't blame me.

I've judged and condemned
myself already,

but didn't manage to do it.

Stepan was holding my hands
screaming, 'Suicide is a mortal sin'.

But a necessary kill is a good thing.

God won't judge harshly.

Help me, girl.

Don't you see I'm suffering?

Help you?

Help you, Aunty?

I will. I'm obedient.

I'm obedient.
I do everything I'm told to.

What? Punishment? There's your
punishment. Are you okay?

Is that right? No?

Are you comfortable?
Am I doing it right?

Am I doing it right?

Thank you.

- It was nice to meet you.
- So do I.

It's great that we did it.

I'll go now.

Where to?

Tolyatti.

They're building a new car factory
there. I want a fresh start.

I see.

What about you?

I'll look for a new job.

- I can't get back to my old one.
- That's true.

Can I give you a lift?

Where to? Tolyatti?

Why not.

Get in. We'll sort it out.

Yes.

Who?

Uncle Valera!

- A phone call for you!
- I'm coming!

Valery Zubov speaking.

Yes, Stepan Arkadievich.

When did it happen?

Thank you for telling me.

What happened?

Vera Ivanovna

has died.

Don't pout.

The hinges are rusty
and need to be replaced.

Unload.

Come on, help your mother.

Hey, what is that?

What do you think you're doing?

Stepan Arkadievich, please,

don't worry.

- Read this.
- What is it?

The will. Vera Ivanovna...

I don't have my glasses.
What is in it?

In short, according to her will,

all of that goes to me.

I mean, to us.
Come on, boy; help.

Excuse me, I don't understand.
Repeat it, please.

The house is mine now.

Yes, I recognize her handwriting.

Verka the Bolshevik...

well, it's her will.

What about Marianna? It was
her parents' house.

Yes, it was.

Now, as you understand,

she has nothing to do with it
according to the papers.

What about me?

Can I stay?

We won't get along.

Galya, dear...

Yes, of course.

When do you want me
to move out?

- Stepan Arkadievich...
- Don't do that.

Whenever you want.

But the sooner the better.

Much obliged.

Kindly do not trouble yourself.

- Veni, vidi, vici.
- What?

I came; I saw...

I conquered.

Don't pout.

There, carry it yourself.

Don't break it!

You are my hero,
I am your hero

Stop persuading us
That people are unable to fly!

♪♪

3 YEARS LATER

Translated by Igor Nall