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I don't understand why I can't see my son?

Lady, relax. I keep telling you, it's against the rules.

Your son is being interrogated.

What do you mean "interrogated"?

Who is interrogating him?

A detective.

You will be notified once the interrogation is over.

Do something. I can't deal with that moron anymore.

- Lady! - Get a grip, Yulia.

What do you mean by "get a grip"?

What does that mean?

I am asking you to do something, please.

- Vitya! - Hi Yulia.

We are going to straighten this out. Just calm down.

Let's go.

I've made some inquiries: Detective Sinelnikov is working Alex's case.

I don't have any direct contact to him.

The man is brash but firm.

Well respected in the department, not your average cop.

So let me do the talking.

All you have to do is not get involved so we don't blow this thing.

Fine.

Come in!

Good day. Take a seat.

To what do I owe the pleasure? No need. I already know.

Is that your deputy?

No, this is the father of the suspect. A close friend of mine.

Let's speak as colleagues.

I am listening.

I want to know the details of the case.

Today, at fifteen thirty, the body of Micheev Roman Andreevich,

AKA Mikhey, was found on Krutinskiy Lane 8.

Mikhey was a drug dealer, tried twice for possession with intent to sell.

Next to the body was your son with a gun in his hand.

The ballistics report hadn't come back yet but,

judging by the angle of the body and the bullet wound,

it is safe to assume that the gun is the murder weapon.

We have also seized over 600 grams of marijuana from your son's person.

The evidence is quite compelling and we are currently looking for a motive.

- What is Alex saying? - Nothing.

So far he's said nothing.

I have to see him.

Today or tomorrow your son is going to testify.

That's why, judging by the severity of the crime committed,

it's in the case's best interests that the suspect remains in isolation.

The only one permitted to contact him is a lawyer.

I understand.

Thank you for shedding light on the case.

Come.

You are 45, you smoke too much,

you are single. You don't have children and you won't.

You love your bees more that you love people

and I strongly doubt that you will be unbiased in solving my son's case.

My son is innocent and I will prove it.

How do you know about my bee garden?

So you are that famous... the Sniffer.

Interesting.

Well if you find anything new, you are welcome.

I'm heading to the apartment. What was the address?

You are freaking out.

I'll get them to reassign the case to me tomorrow.

What have you achieved? You had to piss off the detective.

Now he will try to get Alex to testify sooner.

Then I need to get to that goddamn apartment. Are you with me?

What you are planning to do is illegal. I'm going to take

the case tomorrow and then...

Fine.

Go to hell.

How is he?

Only a lawyer can see him.

I'm going to get the case reassigned to me tomorrow.

Alright.

- I'll hire a lawyer. - No, thank you.

I'll resolve this myself. You...

Yulia, wait!

You're wasting your breath.

Idea by Artem Litvinenko

Kirill Kjaro

Ivan Oganesian

Maria Anikanova

Nina Gogaeva

Nikolay Chindyaykin

Make-up by Ludmilla Semashko

Wardrobe by Elena Rukavishnikova

Sound by Sergei Stepanski

Music by Nikita Moiseev

Casting by Elena Prilipko

Artwork by Evgeniya Lisetskaya

Filming by Andrey Lisetskiy

Cinematography by Vladimir Zapriagalov

Executive Producer Andrei Rizvanyuk

Producer Viktor Mirski

Screenplay by Artem Litvinenko Andrey Babik

Directed by Artem Litvinenko

THE SNIFFER

I had no idea you carry around an Amateur Burglar Kit.

You should see my Amateur Shakedown Kit.

Paper tape.

Made out of white paper.

Attached with silicate glue.

Precisely the kind issued to police officers.

Apply steam and it comes right off.

This is not silicate glue.

Dispersion of polyvinyl acetate in water. Or simply PVA.

Well the main thing is that it comes off when steamed.

From this moment on, we are outside the law.

Sinelnikov.

Detective.

This is Ivan Fedetovich Zotov.

Neighbor of the recently murdered Mikheev...

That's strange. Alex was on the floor. He really did have a gun.

Our friend the detective. Two medics and,

judging by the smell of the powder used to gather fingerprint samples,

a criminologist. I'm missing something.

Another one! A man, 35-37 years old.

He had a gun.

So one unknown with a gun...

Did the gun fire?

I can't tell.

But it's a different gun. Not the one Alex had.

Could it be the killer?

Not necessarily.

It could have been another cop.

I need to examine the entire group.

Then we can determine whether it was the killer or another cop.

Diacetylmorphine was stored here. Heroin.

A lot of it. Three kilograms, at least.

That's some serious stuff.

A perfect motive for a murder.

And a good reason to take the case from the cops.

Three kilos ain't no joke.

Breaking and entering can be beneficial for the triumph of justice.

Congrats. Our first breaking and entering was a success.

If forensics say that it was Alex's gun that fired...

That means he's the killer.

Don't jump to conclusions.

Where did Alex get a gun?

I have no idea who my son is. His hobbies, friends,

the music he listens to,

whether or not he has a girlfriend...

It's all my fault.

Being in your son's life is not the same as being a good father, believe me.

Mine, for example, would get so drunk that...

I wished he weren't there at all.

Go rest up.

I'll speak to the general in the morning and take over the case.

- Call me as soon as you do. - I will.

And when they came out,

the one with the briefcase glued the police tape back to the door.

Then they hung around in front of the building, talking about something,

and left.

What were they driving?

The one with the briefcase got into a green car.

And the second one, a red one.

Did you notice the make of the cars?

They were foreign cars.

Yes-yes. Two foreign cars.

One green, one red.

Everything's clean, colonel.

Go to the patrol car. I'll lock up myself.

Detective, what about them?

They are drowning me over here.

Don't worry Mr. Zotov. We will take care of that.

I want you to try

to remember if there was anything strange...

There was!

The one with the briefcase kept sniffing things...

Like a dog.

- Sniffing? - Yes!

Why didn't you say so from the beginning?

Are these the men you saw?

It's them.

Was this one sniffing?

No. It was this one.

- You're not mixing anything up? - I'm telling you.

It was him, detective.

Hello, Sveta. I wanted to ask you, do you like films?

- As an art, yes. - But as a trip to the movies?

Tell me, do you invite all your women that way?

No, you're the first.

And I hope the last.

Alright. I'll think about it.

I've also been meaning to tell you...

I still can't get over how beautiful your eyes are.

Still looking for my eyes in all the wrong places.

You obviously have some severe issues.

With your eyesight, that is.

Is he in?

Yes. And he is dying to see you.

Sveta, stop flirting.

Lebedev, in my office.

What's the status on the ATM case?

We are looking for them. We need to figure out how he disables

the cameras and the tracking device.

So you're looking then?

Where were you yesterday between seven and ten in the evening?

Looking?

Between seven and ten I was at the pub, having a beer.

I have witnesses.

I was watching the game in a pub.

There was no game yesterday.

Then I was simply having a beer. The witnesses are the same, naturally.

The neighbor saw you entering Mikhey's apartment.

Illegally.

Without a warrant or permission.

And I have to find out like this.

General!

I don't want to hear it!

Is the uniform tight on you? You want to play double-o-seven?

I'm reporting about the successful execution of operation "Hostage",

and I get this shit thrown in my face in return.

Three kilograms of heroin are involved.

Lebedev! Forget about the case!

You can forget it ever existed.

After the crap you've pulled...

we will never get this case

even if there was a ton of heroin.

And one last thing: I forbid you to further stick your nose into this.

General...

I forbid you to stick your nose into this.

That's an order.

Can I go?

You can.

We shouldn't have rushed it.

I never asked you to follow me!

Actually you did, but that's beside the point.

- We have to decide what to do. - I don't know!

How am I going to examine the group now?!

I'll think of something. Give me a couple of days.

A couple of days? And I just sit here and wait?

In this house?

My son is in jail and I don't know what's happening to him in there.

Alex is fine.

He was interrogated twice but he said nothing.

- How do you know? - I know.

Vitja, I'm losing it here.

I'll try to resolve this as fast as I can.

I'm sorry.

Don't.

I understand.

What do I do with this... condom?

Throw it away.

Thank god, finally! I'm losing my mind here!

So how is he?

You haven't seen him?

You refuse?

I don't give a shit about your advance!

Shove it up your ass!

Son of a bitch!

Well?

Well?

Are you going to open your high-tech elevator?

Or should I ask first?

Elevator, please open up.

It opened.

Great. Phenazepam overdose.

How did you manage to get here?

Look at Mr. Know-it-all!

Our resident genius.

You need to get some sleep.

Only you sleep while your son is in jail.

You don't care about anyone.

You didn't back then. And you don't now.

I'm going to Alex.

Wait.

What happened?

The lawyer refused to represent Alex.

I'll get you some water.

Come in.

Hello.

Hello hello!

So you decided to turn yourself in? Confess and repent?

And where is your accomplice? Couldn't make it?

Let's be mature about this. We are not in kindergarten.

Mature? How about I haul you in to keep your son company?

Or is that what you came here for?

What were you doing there? Cleaning up your son's mess?

My son is innocent.

I've been on the job for thirty years

and I've yet to see a father admit his son's guilt.

Did you find the heroin?

What heroin?

There was a bag containing three kilos of heroin

that vanished after the murder. Where did it go?

It's obvious. The real killer took the dope and framed Sasha.

Give me a chance to examine the group that was on the scene.

Examine?

Well, sniff... I hate that word.

To what end?

There was another man with a gun at the scene.

It could be someone from the response unit.

But I think it's the real killer.

Please let me examine the team.

I'll find the real killer, I promise.

Are you certain?

Absolutely.

I'll think about it.

There will be a meeting tomorrow.

I will present your point of view to the higher-ups.

Thank you for your understanding. Goodbye.

I'll be waiting for your call.

All the best.

Crazy broad.

Mad.

Goddamn it!

Yulia?

Yulia?

She is a damn lunatic.

Listen I need to ask you for a favor.

I need you to find out who was on the scene of the Mikhey murder.

Tomorrow?

No earlier?

Fine. I'll be waiting.

What the hell?

What do you want?

What do I talk at?

Speak, I can hear you.

We need to talk about something.

What?

Is your son in the slammer?

One minute.

Come in.

Hello, buddy boy.

I'm listening.

Sashka sends his best. We were inside together.

Let's assume.

I know a guy

who knows who took Mikhey out.

You have money and you don't look like the stingy type.

I'll give you the address.

I'm not asking for a lot: a thousand dollars.

Wait here.

It's not all there, buddy boy.

The silver cup in your pocket costs approximately one hundred dollars.

So it's all there.

- Address. - What?

Give me the address.

Oh yeah.

Here you go.

Nine hundred and fifty thousand rubles in two days...

Planning to share your success story?

Listen, you virtual wizard!

I can stick you in a room for ten long years,

and it won't be comfortable.

And there won't be a computer there either. Get the picture?

One second.

I'm giving you 24 hours to mull it over, yeah?

I'm here.

What?

I'm on my way!

He suffered a light concussion.

The skull is intact and the nose is not broken. But he lost a lot of blood.

We had to seal the nose.

Will that affect the...

I don't know. We had no other choice.

He needs rest. No stresses, physical or psychological.

It's in here.

How are you doing?

I'm nice and dandy, can't you tell?

We identified your guest. Good thing you took the picture.

Your morning visitor is none other than Nail.

As in?

Gvozditskij Fyodor Ignatievich, born in 1960.

Con man, two stints in prison,

was involved in a case along with Mikhey last year.

The same.

I'm heading over to his for tea and sandwiches. No warrants or witnesses.

He'll tell me who sent him, trust me.

- I'm coming with you. - No.

You wouldn't appreciate the kind of sandwiches I intend to bring along.

I'll get back to you as soon as I have something.

Alright.

Don't hang your head.

Looks like someone beat me to the punch?

Eh, Nail?

Shit!

Easy, boys! I'm one of you.

My badge is in the inside pocket of my jacket...

Yes...

Higher.

It's still sore but the blood has stopped.

That's good.

Can I go?

Ten days in bed at least.

Get well. See you tomorrow.

Goddamn it.

Didn't I warn you, lieutenant colonel Lebedev?

You did, General.

And did you listen?

Are you a Private Eye now?

I don't mind.

Slip a resignation letter under my door and to hell with you!

Nothing to say?

Listen very carefully, Lebedev. I'm not babysitting you anymore.

You are taking a break from duty for two weeks. Without pay.

- Turn in your badge and gun. - Yes, sir!

Quit with the farce. Hand them in according to regulation.

If you stay in town or try to meddle in the case again,

I'll boot you out of the Bureau. Without chance of appeal.

Dismissed!

Can I go?

Dismissed!

Goddamn artist.

I don't have any good news either.

Ballistics has confirmed that the murder weapon is the gun Alex was found with.

Goddamn it.

What about the heroin?

Are you sure it disappeared after the murder?

Maybe it has nothing to do with Mikhey's murder.

I'm not sure of anything anymore.

So what do we have?

Nothing.

I'm on forced vacation without a weapon, you are in the hospital without a nose.

And I'm about to have the information

about the first cops on the scene of Mikhey's murder.

Which is now useless since you can't smell.

Hey, Kolya.

I'm writing it down.

Is that it?

Are you sure?

Thank you.

Sinelnikov was never at the crime scene.

What do you mean?

What about his smell in Mikhey's apartment?

A different detective was at the crime scene.

With his service weapon.

Okay, then what was Sinelnikov doing in the apartment?

What a fool I've been.

You're not alone.

I came to him to offer my help... I'm such a cretin.

Where do you think he hides the drugs? Not at home, that's for sure.

He has that bee garden. Could they be there?

Let him show us himself.

Time to grab the tiger by the balls.

Where did you say his bee garden was?

The scent was floral honey. Clover.

There is a field nearby.

Relax. Leave it up to a little good old-fashioned police work.

Maxim.

I need a favor.

- Who is this guy? - A computer wizard.

Came up with a savvy idea of skimming money from ATM's.

If this idea gets out, you might as well scrap every ATM out there.

He got caught and now he works for me.

Burglar costume number one!

Burglar costume number two, that's mine!

- Does it make me look like Tolstoy? - More like a bum.

Wonderful.

Nina!

Where did you find these exquisite outfits?

There's this exclusive boutique on the Birulevo bazaar.

You owe me two hundred rubles, by the way.

I don't like this.

Do you have a better idea?

This is awesome!

- Why are you yelling? - Drawing attention.

The vigilant neighbor.

Go for it, Mr. Accomplice.

Here are the bees.

How are we getting inside?

Door or window?

We have tried the door before.

Agreed.

My god!

Andrey Vasilievich, this is Vera, your neighbor.

Oops. One didn't work.

C'mon Stepanich!

Did she buy it?

Absolutely. The broken glass really got to her.

She made the call, by the way.

This is Vera, your neighbor. You are being robbed.

There is a whole gang of them.

Computer wizard indeed.

We do have a small problem.

What is it?

The camera in the house didn't go off.

Finally. I've been waiting.

Thank god you came! It was terrible!

A whole gang! I almost died!

Calm down. I will get to the bottom of this.

Do you need witnesses? I'm ready!

That can be dangerous. Go back to the house.

Go back to the house.

There he is.

Look at him panic.

What if the drugs are in the house?

Nope. Apparently not.

Great.

I wonder what kind of honey those bees produce.

Gena, zoom in, will you?

Where is he going now?

Did you record it?

No doubt.

Well, the tiger is in the cage. Let's finish up.

So what happened? What did they take?

Nothing special. Don't worry, just a couple of bums.

Probably looking for vodka.

- Did you see where they went? - There. To the lake.

The lake? How long ago?

About twenty minutes ago. I'm all alone out here.

They won't be back will they?

Don't worry.

They won't.

What now?

We need to pick up the cameras. Then I'll call in a team to get him.

Show's over, clowns.

Hands out of your pockets!

What now?

Now I waste you.

Then bury you along with the equipment.

- You are such an asshole. - It's your own damn fault.

Nail warned you: don't stick your nose into other people's business.

Anyway, it was nice chatting with you but I'm late for work.

A nose for a nose.

A cellophane bag filled with white powder.

Weighs around three kilograms. Supposedly heroin.

- Sign this. - I'm not signing anything!

- You will answer for this! - Of course we will.

I need you to sign.

I'm ready. I long suspected something of the sort.

Awful.

This is a good look for you.

When Tatyana Aleksandrovna sees this...

Someone else is going to see you right now.

You goddamn artists!

Disobeying direct orders, are we colonel?

Not at all, General. Following orders. Relaxing in the country.

Your holiday is over. I want you in my office at 9.

With a full report on my desk.

Congratulations on your baptism in combat.

But you're still under our supervision.

You don't have a right without a warrant!

I'm going to complain to the Head Prosecutor!

Vitia, were you working

without a warrant?

You left it on my desk yesterday!

Signed and approved.

Who's the artist now?

Sinelnikov was on the take from the dealers.

It was all going smooth until Mikhey started talking to the wrong people.

So Sinelnikov decided to take him out of the picture

and earn a little on the side.

He waited until Mikhey received a new shipment, then killed him.

And Alex?

Sinelnikov planned to pin the murder on one of Mikhey's guests.

There were many but Alex turned out to be the first.

But you know what's the most messed up part?

If it wasn't your son in there,

we would have never gotten Sinelnikov.

Dad!

Why did you go to Mikhey without me? I thought we agreed.

I didn't want to get you involved.

I found the bag that mom hid and decided to return it.

Alex, Alex.

My baby!

God, you've lost so much weight!

Thank you for everything.

Please forgive me.

It's all in the past now.

Let's go home. Thank you, Vitya!

If I drank

I would get plastered tonight.

I know that's what I'm going to do.

Just don't top it off with a hamburger.