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Avatar Film Production

Sergey Bezrukov

Dmitry Dyuzhev

Pavel Maykov

Vladimir Vdovichenkov

Yekaterina Guseva

Andrey Panin

in the film by Alexey Sidorov

The Brigade

Written by Alexey Sidorov

Alexandr Veledinsky Igor Porublev

Director of Photography Yury Raysky

Production Designer Valery Filippov

Music by Alexey Shelygin

RTV Producer Valery Todorovsky

Produced by Alexander Akopov and Anatoly Sivushov

General Producer Alexander Inshakov

Episode 6

Hi, guys! Hello, Ura. Where's Ivanytch?

- Somewhere around. Ura. - Sasha.

- Mishanya, Hello. - Hi there.

- Nice to see you. Where's Ivanytch? - Ivanytch's there in the gym.

Alexandr Ivanovitch

O, namesake

- Hello, Sasha. - Yeh, hi.

Hi, Valera, fancy meeting you here?

- Well, I see many people call on here. - Yes, they do. Do you want to train yourself?

Just my guys need some training. They asked to find a real coach.

Just like you. One can't find a better coach.

What's he saying? What guys?

Well, my brothers. I've got a big family. Here they are good guys.

Are they giving longer imprisonment for carrying guns now?

No, it's just for spiritual demands.

You're stirring up trouble, Sanya and embroiling Valera as well.

You're gonna get lost. By the way, there's no training to save you from a bullet.

So, you aren't taking my guys, are you?

If you came to me for help I would do everything to you.

No offence, but don't want to coach you gorillas.

As for spiritual demands, let them play chess. See you, Valera.

Valera, why are you listening to these clowns?

Master, don't you want to share you experience?

No problem, come on.

OK, Misha

- Misha. - What?

- Come, do some work. - No problem, come on.

Relax, guys.

Big guy you are.

Sorry men. Maybe you throw me?

What's the point? You'll fall down yourself.

King Kong's dead. Fill, we should by guns.

Automatic best.

- Whoa. - There could be your picture as well.

A duet.

You remember, I suggested that you should play with us in the fifth year,

but you were arranging your personal life then.

I just remembered and decided to get in touch with you.

- What about your spouse? Won't he forbid? - Are you scared?

Well, I don't know. Actually we already have the crew.

I've got lost after the graduation.

Valeriy Davydovich says "Olenka, you're as talented as a hammer, so go to teach".

But that's not true. I can play!

lya, of course you can. You really can do a lot.

I've always thought well of you and I believe you're a talented violinist.

The matter is you have to work.

You know, you know, nothing came to me out of the blue as well.

So you take me?

Let's dance.

We play in taverns sometimes. Money's in short supply.

I don't care.

Shit.

Good by America, o, Olya, Where I've never been.

Forever. Farewell.

Are you sleeping, Olya? Darling?

Olya.

Hello, Elizaveta Andreevna, good evening, er, night. Sorry, is Olya with you?

That's weird. Oh, here's she. Yes, thank you very much.

Well. Have a good night.

Your mother has come and brought some discs.

Hello, dear. Oh, we're so angry, very well.

Don't get excited! I met my schoolmate.

Met who?

We had a cup of coffee at a shop, he gave me the disk.

Gave you the disc? What a nice fellow.

- He's a talented guy. - I see.

- And composes god music. Symphojazz. - What jazz?

- Sympho. - Oh, Is he playing a band-saw?

What a git you are, Belov. Hey, tell me why are you like this?

You want to be yourself? Go for it. Who would mind.

But you know, I've got the right for it as well.

So, who minds?

Who minds? You don't understand that you and I, we live in different worlds.

You like your life, the risk, things like that.

How am I going to bear a child? Wearing a bulletproof?

Well, let's move. What's your problem, Olya!

What are you talking about!

Have you asked even once in half a year why I quit playing? What's with my job?

Well, I thought I asked

That's what you thought. And I think you just don't care.

Look. Olya, why are we talking like in a movie? Let's talk like reasonable people.

What's there to talk with you about? The cars, you swords? What? Bruce Lee?

Hey, why the swords, hell?

Let's talk about music, you honoured Grandfather,

your sodding schoolmates, come on! What's hurting you?

Who? Olya? who's calling?

Vobla, get this way. Your Volvo - put it here. That's easier to fire, Beliy.

War is shit, manoeuvres - that's what matters.

Fill is a unique strategist.

Maybe let's put a couple of men in the hedge?

Let's put.

- Two with guns -to the hedge. - Here, take it.

Brother, forgive me for that grenade in the porch.

Never mind.

They are coming.

Guns ready.

- Pchela, are you scared? - Pretty much.

- I'm so scared. - Maybe give them a hair cut?

First I want to see the one who talked to me over the phone yesterday.

Come down here if you are a man.

- What? Uriuk, come up here! - Quiet, Quiet.

Holly shit.

- Beliy - Private Djuraev, 2 orders out of turn, down!...

- Fara! - Beliy.

It's OK, It's my army mate!

All clear, chaps, no strangers here.

I would give them a haircut anyway.

Farik, remember as we scattered the squad two?

Yeh, they had Machmudov for keeper - excellent keeper he was.

Now he is selling chebureks in the market-place, didn't want to work with me.

All right, tell your men we'll talk about the money.

In a week it'll come, Farik, not later. Right? Here. Catch, Farik!

You're cool, really. I can't believe I see you.

You too, Emir of Bukhara. What are you doing besides aluminium?

You know, there's a lot of business in the East.

I have an offer to Artur from our friends.

What offer? We could discuss it.

There is a plantation in the mountains, poppy. Wanted to bring to Moscow.

To deliver with couriers?

Couriers get caught, they can carry little, I want more.

Taste isn't bad, Farik.

- Pass! - Here!

I fancy BMWs better.

Hey, come on, "Mercedes" - super, I really like it.

Yeh, love it, So, where are my guards?

- And where're mine? So, will you? - No, Farik.

- Hey, come on, try it. - No.

- Well, it's up to you if you don't want. - Don't be carried away, Fara.

I won't.

- Let me see. - You'll love it. You won't open it.

- Blasted. - Hey.

- Here. - Well, let me see, genius.

Come on, give it back. Each thing needs its master.

Sort of a coffin.

We want no coffins. Coffin it is or not, but...

- Look,..., aluminium - is it ingots. - Ingots. Why?

- Well I sot of have an idea. - What idea?

- No, nothing. - Hey, come on speak, break it out.

- leave it. - Come on, tell me.

- don't you get it? - I don't.

Take an ingot, drill a cavity. Stuff with crack.

No dog, no X-ray will find.

Five ingots to a hundred, two hundred tons and no dog.

- So, I'm dumb and you are a genius. - Yeh, right praise me.

Beliy, you're a genius.

Beliy, You're Mohammed, you're Aristotle, You're Nietzsche.

- I understand. - You must drive Lada.

Why didn't I think about in myself? 'cause I'm a blockhead.

Well, in a good meaning of it.

So, what's the matter? Where've you been?.

Stop, stop, so?

I took a short way. The rest are coming.

Coming. Come on, come in.

Please. Here you go. Come on in.

- Fara, how many men have you got? - Countless.

Hey, come on.

As a great Russian poet used to say "they're countless multitudes of us"

Sorry. What's there?

We saw the guys today. There was a gunfight in "The Puck" yesterday.

- Really. - Kaban is in trouble.

Let's have a drink. Pchela, pour it out. Well, friends?

If you don't mind I'll tell a toast to the friends

in my native language, and Fara-jan will interpret.

A great thinker once said...

Farik, don't be a drag.

Never, said honoured Abdullah-nurri, never lose your friends.

And carry this friendship throughout all your life, and...

- To cut it short -to you, guys! - Short and clear.

All the beauty and the wisdom of this verse can't be translated.

Here, here Farik.

You used to punch my brain with your wisdom back there in the army.

You cut it short.

- Are you a friend of mine or what? - Here's my boy, good fellow.

- Take care, they'll shoot you down. - We're hard to, they can't.

- Have you married? - There's been a month.

Why keep it quiet?

- What a beauty. - Olya.

- Violinist? Playing? - She's keeping the house.

- Can I show to my friends? - Sure.

honoured Abdullah-nuri says,

that the first woman must keep the house and bring up the children

- So, Let's try? - You're taking chances.

In the Russian tradition the next toast is to be to the parents.

I want to drink to...

...to the parents, those who are alive.

I'll be in a minute.

Olenka, why are you so worried? You are not dancing strip-tease after all.

Because you are late...

Can I have a minute of your time?

Meet my husband, Sasha.

Congratulate you to your wife, Sasha.

Olya and I studied together, she is really very talented.

By the way, Olya, invite your man to the party. We want to celebrate her first night.

Yeh, sure, this is worth celebrating. Wish you a lot of success, especially in your art.

A sort of a Moor he is.

Playing?

Hey, Olya, it's embarrassing.

I have ordered the table, the guys wanted to congratulate you,

We'll celebrate later. I must go.

- Let me at least help you. - I must go, Vitalik.

- We'll rehearse tomorrow at seven. - See you.

Don't be late.

Sasha!

Sasha!

- What are you? Tell me. - I'm an Aryan.

Aryan.

A real Aryan, Iranian Aryan. Temper - Nordic.

Here.

Blue eyes, blonde hair, here you go.

Come again.

- Sure we will come again. - Of course, always welcome.

- We loved it. - Wait.

I'll live here. I will really buy this place and live here.

- Farik, let's go. - Stop, stop, the car. Don't.

- Farik? What are you? What do you? - Hey, enough, leave it

- Farik, stop it. Fara, you know me. - No, come on, come on. Let's take a taxi.

Farik, stop it, stop it. I won't leave. I won't leave her.

It's standing here and it will stand. No one will steal it.

Here, have a smoke. Or do you want an apple? Now, we'll take a taxi and go.

- Farik, it can't be. - It's fate.

- How much is a ride, girls. - Fifty.

What's his face... In Don Kikhot... Rossinant.

For a hundred. I'll be the brainless rider.

You'll be the rider of Apocalypse.

Hey, what a beauty you are, what a beauty.

Where the hell is he?

- Hello. - A pest you are, Sourikova.

- Look,..., aluminium - is it ingots? - Ingots. Why?

Well I sort of have an idea.

Is it the tadzhik?

Hey, come on speak, break it out.

He thinks he is an Iranian Aryan.

- Leave it. - Come on, tell me

- Don't you get it? - I don't.

Take an ingot, drill a cavity. Stuff with crack. No dog, no X-ray will find.

Five ingots to a hundred, two hundred tons and no dog.

So, I'm dumb and you are a genius.

Really not a bad idea. Actually the boy is lucky.

Learn man, he slipped away and found a way further up.

This is time for us to step in.

- Sanya! - Coming, Farik.

Come on hurry up, I'm being late.

That's it let's fly. Just my position prevents me from going around unshaved.

- What's that you've put here. - I give you the forest.

Took all the plants from my office. The forest he gave me.

How am I going to find my secretary in this forest?

- You will find. - Alright then. I'll give you my watch. Here.

- Gold? - Gold.

I've got the one of diamond. Have it yourself.

No hell with you. How much time till your plane.

- Very very little. Hurry up. - Hell.

What's that you've got? Some foam?

A little, just a bit, yeh? Did you take the girls' address?

You're nuts! They're only kids.

It's not that, crazy. We've got to return the horse.

We don't. I bought it. And I give it to you.

Are you mad? What will I do with it?

And me? Shall I take it to Dushanbe? He's not going to fit in the plane.

OK get in. Wait, Farik. I can't give you a drive.

I'll call Pchela, he'll take you.

- Problems? - No.

Wait. I have another present for you. For your wife.

What?

Socks? Farik.

These are not socks. These are durabs. Grandma knitted herself.

- Your wife's health is your children's health. - Thank you, Farik

Come on. Good luck. I was glad to see you.

- Thanks, brother. - Come on. God luck.

- Good morning, Alexander. - I've been waiting for you.

Sit in the car.

I guess you are...

Let's say we are from the Ministry of Good Doings.

Respectable. What's the Ministry's interest?

The interest is that the drugs should be distributed not in Moscow

but somewhere in Benelux for a start, and the rest we'll discuss later.

Helping The West to finally collapse?

Let's agree for the future that you are not asking stupid questions

so that I don't make up stupid answers.

Isn't it a bit early to talk about the future? I haven't made up my mind yet.

Do you have a choice? You may get a 12 years sentence.

And we'll look to that you have a nice time in prison.

Well, I've already got the socks so far.

Our co-operation is a two-way process.

You can count on our help in critical situations whilst we will set out demands.

And that's you who is going to pose critical situations?

You have more enemies than you can imagine.

Right now you are in that sort of situation

and it depends on your choice whether you will get away or not.

- Do I have time to think? - No, you don't.

Shit.

Who ever I could think about but just not him.

We've been working together for five years.

Great expectations were put on him.

One of the best officers and got his hand in crimes.

And directly, moreover, he's not just a local militia man.

He can get many honest people in trouble.

These people don't care about ranks or services.

They'll find a scapegoat, do a demonstrative purge in administration...

Yes minister, yes, Minister.

- In the office? - Just asked for you. Angry.

I'll cheer him up.

Petr lliych, I've investigated that case.

The body is a handwork by Belov's criminal organization.

There are facts, evidence. Would you sign here.

Belov you say, well well.

Do you Vladimir Yevgenievich come to know Artur Lapshin, businessman?

Sure I do know him. I've got a request from him.

And what's the matter, Petr lliych?

So you bustard really think you're a smart-ass! Of you... me... they!

- Isn't it yours? - What?

I mean it's your flight.

Yeh, thanks.

Well. Good luck. Have a nice trip.

Go to hell with your blasted Motherland and you KGB birch-trees, motherfucker!

13-23 The object went to departure.

See you.

- So what? Where to now? - We'll see.

Alright, guys, that's it for today.

- So Vitaliy, tomorrow at seven? - Sure, as usual.

- Bye, guys. See you. - Good luck.

- Olya can I take you home? - Well, alright.

- So, how's your Moor? Did he make a scene? - Well, no. Everything's fine.

You see, and you've been so worried.

Olenka, we still haven't celebrated your first night.

So, what's the problem? Come to see us and we'll celebrate.

Sure. Or maybe we should go to my place? We'll have a drink.

I'll play for you some things that are not on the disc.

I can't now. I have to go home.

Olenka, you're a musician, you must be more natural.

Yeh, I must be.

After all I'm somehow related to your playing with us?

Directly related. Thank you very much, Vitalik. But I'm related to my husband.

- Well, so there is love? - Yes.

I thought that was a marriage of convenience.

You're being rude.

At the other hand, Olya, wait. You know, I understand I even approve of it.

When you're talentless, Olenka, you have to settle somehow.

Work with your certain... stop, stop, what will people think?.

- Hello, darling. - Hi, sweetheart.

- Have you finished? - Yeh, sure.

- Let's go? - Let's go.

- How is Granny? - Fine.

Alright, Volodia, that's it.

Alright, alright! Quiet.

Look what was in all these years, ranks, diplomas, letters of gratitude, you see?

- That's enough! - Too long a captain!

Here, take a snack.

Sacked because of a bloody little bustard!

Here, take it

Bloody little bustard! I should have taken him then, should have had it done with him!

Here, here.

This is him, little skunk, here! Well, well we're not done with yet.

Here eat.

And you should know first I can go anywhere, anywhere, and they'll be glad...

Everywhere... Quiet, quiet.

Sveta, I'll find a way, Sveta.

I'll tear him to pieces, Sveta, with my teeth, alive

- Maks, where are you, get it done. - Yeh, I'm coming.

- Come on. - Where's the lighter?

On the table somewhere.

Do you think we'll manage it?

Sure, Garik, everuthing will be just fine.

They say he is all stern. Almost cut Artur Lapshin in to pieces in the office.

Hey, come on we're not just rubbish as well.

- Scared? - It was worse on the last.

You know, Sasha, It's weird but I don't feel hurt at all.

Since a baby I wes told that music was everything for me.

Come on. Girl, play study.

And then just like a lightning struck and everything turned upside down.

Hey, come on. If you hadn't played we wouldn't have met, remember?

And then all that fag said was madness.

If I had been rejected by a girl like you I would have said something like that as well.

No, Sasha, you would have never said anything like that.

You would better have punched me!

Not just punched, I would've killed, what do you think.

- That's why I agreed to marry you. - Because I would have hit?

I just like the way you solve problems.

And that we're from different worlds it doesn't matter, does it?

Look.

Sanya, are you crazy? Sasha!

That's what I like.

Get down immediately, Do you hear me?!

- Hey, come on, it's fine, Olya. - You're nuts.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Hey, you scarecrow. What are you doing?

- That's cool, yeh? - Very cool.

- Hey come on. - Get off.

- Hey, what't the matter? - No, nothing.

I just looked at you and remembered a friend of mine, She was that sick as well.

I woke up one night and she was standing in a window, wearing her night gown.

And I thought: Here I am, walking with you like a somnambulist.

And what if I fall down.

Im'm here, I won't let you fall down. I'm very close, Olya.

- Any weapon? - Yeh.

Hand it in.

Where is the gun from?

Well, took from some little animals.

Sit down. You've got arguments with Chechens you've got problems.

Why do you need me?

Well, Alexander Nikolaevich we brought your share.

A share for what?

Well, like a sign of respect. Actually we wanted that you accept us.

And give us your permission to refer to you when resolving certain problems

- How many of you? - 8.

What are the guys?

Well, the guys are all sporty. We're respected in the district.

- Served? - Well, yeh.

Where?

Near Kandahar, with Special Forces, after that in Tajikistan, as an ensign,

was injured and transferred to the reserve.

In Tajikistan who was your colonel?

- Savelyev. - Sava?

Do you know him?

Heard. Alright from now on you're working with us.

Thank you.

- Why are you so crumpled? - Well, the cops pressed a little.

- OK, have a rest. - Alright, good bye.

Sava was such a dumbhead.

Pchela, call Filly, Let him check the guys, learn who they are, what they are up to.

I'd like to go to Yalta with Fill, to the film shooting.

What's Yalta?

Hey, let's go I've already got the tickets. Oh, my Lord.

I don't want.

- What are you saying? - I don't have a swimsuit.

A swimsuit? I like it better this way, without any swimsuit

Yes, my master.

What? You tricky. Where to? Why is it on? Where is it?

What the hell? Wait.

Yeh? Well, I see.

- What's the matter, Sasha? - Yalta is cancelled, Olenka.

- What's up? - There's a coup. Gorbatchev is down.