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-What do you want? -Don’t be afraid, Arisha.

In your dreams! I’ll call the constable.

What’s wrong? Have you forgotten everything?

What do you want from me?

Remember Slobodka? The ravine where you found strawberries.

You were gathering it... like this.

Who are you?

My body is in that ravine. Go look.

One,

two,

three,

four, five.

Ready or not, here I come.

ANNA, THE DETECTIVE

REINCARNATION EPISODE 21

I’ll do everything I can, but you really should talk to the police.

Aleksandr Semionovich, my husband, went to the precinct.

But I’m still worried. Besides, the police can’t tell me if he’s alive or...

How often does Yegor go missing?

It’s the first time he hasn’t come home at night.

But he’s always wandering around.

When I ask him where he was and what he was doing, he never tells me.

He loses his memory.

We should keep an eye on him constantly, but how?

We don’t live in a mansion.

Aleksandr Semionovich is at the workshop all the time.

He’s a good mechanic.

And I’m a housekeeper at Syromiatnikovs’ house.

There’s no one to stay at home with him, and I don’t want to lock him up.

How long does Yegor suffer these memory lapses?

Since he was a little boy. It’s not just that.

Sometimes he’s sitting in the room talking to someone,

but when I come in there’s nobody here. It has gotten worse in the last year.

It’s like he stopped being himself.

-What do you mean? -He says, “I’m not Yegor Fomin; I am...”

I forgot the name, but that other person has one. Can you imagine?

Can’t you remember?

God, it’s just his fantasy.

He doesn’t know what he’s saying during a fit.

Did you take him to a doctor?

Goddamn these doctors.

They only take your money, but they never help.

They’re dragging it, devils!

What are you doing? Don’t you see it’s wet?

What?

You’re ruining the flour! You’ll make your master go bankrupt.

-Go away, buddy. -I’ll show you “go away”!

Are you out of your mind, you sucker?

Don’t open your trap too wide! Beware of flies.

I’ll show you!

Come on! I used to knock out guys like you with one blow.

Are you Fomin? Yegor Fomin?

Yegor is alive. I can feel it. He doesn’t answer my call, so, he’s alive.

He was running around the marketplace, picking at people.

-The constables found him. -Yegor!

The workshop has been closed all day because of you!

I’m running around looking for you!

-I’m sorry, Father. -Oh God. Thank God he’s alive.

Why wouldn’t he be?

Who knows. He’s alone and helpless. What if some evil man...

Come on. Who cares about him but you and me?

We’re running through walls to support him, and this is how he thanks us.

I’m sorry.

Whatever.

-Are you leaving? -Of course.

Who’s going to work in my stead? This idiot?

Where do you go all the time? Where do you wander?

-I don’t know. -God...

Everybody’s children are normal but ours...

Why do you blame him? He’s not doing it on his own will.

Thank you for trying to help us, of course.

But as you see, they’ve found him.

What if he goes missing again?

Don’t you want to know where he goes and why?

You asked me for help.

Yegor, my name is Anna.

Can I talk to you?

Yakov Platonovich.

He has no papers on him.

Look what happens to paper in such a long term.

By the way, what term are we speaking of?

Judging by the decomposition... at least a year.

And not much longer, I believe.

The victim wasn’t robbed, since the wallet wasn’t taken.

You said, the victim?

So, you don’t think the death could be natural?

Do you think he put on a trendy overcoat, went down into the ravine

to pick mushrooms, and died of a heart attack?

And then covered himself with branches.

Right. Fair enough.

-What do you think is going on with you? -A disease.

-What kind of disease? -Mental.

You mean you’re a mental patient?

My father takes me to doctors. They all say I am.

I know a man who thinks he’s a chicken. No, seriously.

He walks around the town clucking like a hen. Sometimes he even sits on eggs.

You don’t think you’re a chicken, do you?

No. But I have other things.

What other things? You’re not sick. You are special.

It’s not necessarily a bad thing. We just need to know what it is.

I’m like a house.

Someone is trying to get inside.

I hold the door, and he is trying to break in.

Sometimes I’m too weak, and then he comes in.

-Do you know who he is? -No. I don’t remember.

What if you try to let go of the door and let him in?

Let’s see what happens.

Don’t worry. If something goes wrong, or you do something bad, I’ll stop you.

The Nizhny Fair is too expensive. The stall costs more money than the goods.

Also, the traveling expenses and extras... It’s not worth it.

Who are you?

Arina Mikhaylovna, do you recognize the deceased?

No. I never saw him before.

You’re crying as if he were close to you.

I was scared, that’s all.

You said a boy showed this place to you. What boy?

I don’t know.

He’s following me all the time. He’s weird.

Sometimes he tries to talk to me. He talks funny, too.

A strange boy told you to come to the ravine, and you obliged?

I know it’s stupid. But I felt I needed to see it.

Why did you feel that way? What did he say?

He said his body was here.

His body? What did he mean?

I don’t know.

All right. Go home. I’ll talk to you later.

Walk the witness home. If on your way or near her house you see a boy

watching you or trying to talk to her, detain him and bring him to me.

Yes, sir.

Yakov Platonovich. This was in his pocket.

The gilding has come off, unfortunately. It’s impossible to discern.

I hold off my goods at the Moscow Fair. Kharitonenko let me know

that the shipment from Voronezh was delayed.

So, when everybody was left with nothing, I started selling my sugar.

-I made a profit of almost 1,000 rubles. -Are you a merchant?

That’s enough. Yes, I asked you to help, but you’re only making it worse.

Don’t you see he’s raving?

And you encourage it instead of putting a stop to it.

Yegor, son, snap out of it. What sugar are you talking about?

What do you want, lady?

How can I help him if I don’t listen to him?

We don’t need this kind of help. Please go.

Yakov Platonovich, a letter for you.

“Dear Jacob. I hope that, in spite of our differences, you’ll be happy to hear

that I’m now also a proud dweller of this town. Your devotion to it impressed me so

that I decided to move here, too. Jokes aside, I took a leave from the court

to improve my mental health at your famous Zatonsk spa.

I’m staying at the hotel. Will be happy to see you at any time. Yours, N.”

The doctor says our victim was aged between 40 and 60.

I decided to look through last year’s records for missing men.

Remember that he was a wealthy man, judging by his clothes.

In this case...

It’s just Andronik Sapfirov, an actor from Moscow.

They were in Zatonsk on tour a year ago. The show was hideous, I must say.

But after that, Andronik went missing and never came back to Moscow.

There was a rumor he was hiding from debts, but who knows.

Do you think an actor could have this medal?

Anyone could have this medal. It’s not a state award but just a trinket.

We used to get similar ones at school for successful studying.

I don’t think a grownup man would keep a school medal with him.

What else could he have received it for?

First place in some trade show. Sucling pigs or something.

You’re so funny, Anton Andreyevich.

How about charity?

Are there any philanthropists on your list?

There is this merchant, Yepifanov.

He went missing last summer, before you came.

His wife and daughter reported it immediately,

but the search didn’t bring fruit.

-Call them to identify the body. -The wife died a year ago.

Call his daughter, then.

-Easy. He might drown. -I’m doing what the doctor told us.

-Don’t! I’m not crazy! -I’ll...

It’s all my fault! I brought this young lady here.

She told him he wasn’t crazy but “special”!

What young lady?

Her name is Anna. They say she can talk to spirits.

-That’s all we needed! -I was scared I’d go to just anyone.

Did you pay her, too?

No, she didn’t ask for money. I think she believes in all this.

Don’t let her in if she ever comes again. I wonder how you could bring her here!

Go to your room, special boy!

Yes. It’s him.

These are his clothes. It’s him.

We need to take care of the formalities. You’ll have to come to the precinct.

She seems very cool-headed. I don’t think she’s heartbroken.

Anton Andreyevich will put together a report,

and you’ll need to sign it.

I can’t imagine who would want to kill Father.

He had no enemies.

Some people would resort to anything for money, but he wasn’t like that.

Everybody respected him.

And his family?

I used to thank God every day for a father like him.

He and Mother had a very good relationship, too.

Your father’s body was found at the town outskirts.

What was he doing there?

I don’t know.

Did you have any acquaintances in that part of the town?

None that I heard of.

How was the body found? By whom?

Do you know a teenage boy with weird behavior?

Why would I know a teenager?

It’s a boy aged 12-14.

Maybe he had worked for your father before he died.

A courier, an odd hand?

I don’t think I remember. You didn’t tell me who had found Father.

You will find out in due time.

Nadezhda Glebovna... please sign the report.

Look through it and sign, if you have no objections.

I’m his daughter. Why aren’t you telling me?

For legal reasons.

By the way, Sophie Vesnina invited us to her birthday party.

Can you come with us for a few days, darling?

To Filimonovo? Definitely.

Splendid.

-Can I stay? -Anna.

-Please. -Anna!

Why? I wouldn’t be here alone. Uncle can keep an eye on me.

If you and your uncle are left here alone,

you’ll turn our house into spiritual salon.

And if Piotr Ivanovich stays here alone, he’ll turn it into a casino.

Admit it: you don’t want to go to Filimonovo

because you’re still embarrassed about that little trick.

Don’t be ashamed, you daydreamer!

Not at all.

Why would she be ashamed?

It was you who made her look like a liar.

I didn’t say liar. I said daydreamer. What was I supposed to say

when Anna was telling everyone she was talking to the dead grandmother?

Anyway, Anna found M-me Vesnina’s missing necklace

thanks to the dead grandma’s tips.

It was the first manifestation of her gift.

A gift? The only gift Anna had as a child was embarrassing her mother.

Let’s talk about something else.

If nobody has any other suggestions...

Dad, do you know anything about the killed merchant?

Wonderful. What a fabulous turn of the conversation.

Anna, they found Yepifanov’s body only yesterday,

and you’re already investigating.

I’m not investigating. I heard about it from Praskovya.

Well, merchant Yepifanof had been missing for a year.

His body was found in a ravine near Slobodka

and has been identified already.

This is impossible.

I wonder what a respected man like him was doing in the ravine?

Also, what was he doing in this part of the town?

Maybe he was killed in some other place and then brought there.

There are many options. They could have thrown him in the river.

It would be easier.

Anton Andreyevich, go to Slobodka and question its residents.

Maybe someone will tell you about Yepofanov.

You think they still remember? It’s been a year.

If he had some business in the area and used to come there regularly,

someone should recall it.

Fair enough. All right. I’ll talk to people.

-Anna Viktorovna, I... -Hello.

-May I? -Thank you.

I know you are investigating the Yepifanov murder case.

I met a teenage boy who sometimes thinks he is Yepifanov.

He speaks about things only Yepifanov himself could know.

Is it the boy the witness was talking about?

-Maybe. What is his name? -Yegor Fomin.

Anton Andreyevich, organize a face-to-face with this Yegor and...

-Arina? -Yes.

Arina? Who’s that?

Yakov Platonovich, hello.

Come on, Yakov Platonovich, let’s forget about that misunderstanding.

It’s ancient history now.

If you mean the duel, yes, it is history. There’s nothing to talk about.

Let me shake your hand as a symbol of our complete and final reconciliation.

I’m glad. We live in the same town now.

It looks really strange when we ignore each other.

I’ll be happy to see at my house.

Thank you, but...

I know, I know. You are very busy.

Still, come whenever you feel like it. I have soirees on Thursdays.

A small and close-knit group. Your chief also comes.

So, see you there and then.

Put the big trunk into that corner. The suitcases and boxes – to the bedroom.

-Jacob, hello. -Hello, Nina Arkadyevna.

Welcome to my palace. It’s just two rooms, but I don’t need anything bigger.

I thought I’d be most comfortable at a hotel.

I can’t afford a house so far, and renting an apartment is a bit vulgar.

Why are you so serious? Aren’t you happy that I came to your city?

Quite the opposite. I came to find out if you need something.

Does anyone bother you?

How nice of the police to care about the town visitors’ wellbeing.

Thank you, I’m fine.

On second thought, someone is watching me.

Two gentlemen follow me in the streets by turn.

I saw one of them in St. Petersburg in your company.

How strange.

My acquaintances here, in Zatonsk? I’ll look into it.

-Please, do. -How long are you planning to stay?

For six months at least. Then we’ll see.

Is the life at court so hazardous for your health?

It’s bad for your nerves. Did you try the local springs?

No. The thought never occurred to me.

You should. They are famous all over Russia.

Well, I won’t keep you anymore. With your permission...

Do you have to be so official? We are neighbors now.

It’s a small town. Let’s be friends.

Curiously enough, I’ve heard this earlier today. Goodbye.

A cup of coffee?

-Thank you. I have to go. -See you soon.

Yes... Now I recall. I got it from the Lady Philanthropists’ Society.

I rented premises for their fundraiser for orphaned children

and took care of some other expenses. It’s a trifle. Nothing to talk about.

Shut up! You clown. Gentlemen, it’s his disease talking, not him.

At least he’s gotten into character.

So, you deny any acquaintance with Mr. Yepifanov?

We never heard of him before Yegor said it.

You have a workshop, and Yepifanov was a merchant.

He had a saw mill, too.

Are you sure you didn’t have any business with him?

-Of course. I remember all my clients. -Does Yegor help you?

What kind of help could he be? Look at him, Your Nobleness.

I know it’s your duty to get to the core of it all. But you’re wasting my time.

-I had nothing to do with these people. -“These people”!

So, your son doesn’t usually behave like this, does he?

He’s having a fit!

If we were at home,

I’d just gave him a dip, and it would pass.

Would it?

-You want to try it here? -Why not?

Mrs. Surina, come in, please.

-Come on. -Aren’t we waiting for Yegor?

I don’t have time for this. He’ll find his way home.

Hello. How did it go?

You should stay away from our business, Miss. I’m sorry.

Right. His parents are so rude! I feel sorry for the boy.

Yes. He is the boy who showed me where the body was.

Is it true, Yegor?

I don’t remember.

How did you know the body was in the ravine?

I don’t know.

Why did you decide to approach Arina Mikhaylovna?

I don’t know.

How do you know this lady?

He doesn’t exactly know me.

I just see him near my house from time to time.

Sometimes he follows me in the street.

Is it true, Yegor? He was more talkative before.

Does he have a split personality or something like that?

I think so.

How did he introduce himself? Kirill Artemyevich?

By the way, I’m Surin, Yevgeniy Vladimirovich.

-Well? -Let’s go home. Now.

-How are you? -I’m fine.

Your parents have left. I’ll walk you home.

Just wait a minute. I need to talk to Mr. Shtolman.

I’m sure Yegor knew Yepifanov. How can we make him talk?

Yakov Platonovich, you are a sober man.

Are you going to base your investigation upon Yegor’s testimony?

You saw his wandering gaze,

the way he switches from excitement to apathy.

I guarantee you he’s not pretending. It’s a disease, a serious illness of mind.

Too bad. We need Yegor as a witness.

He might have been present at the scene. Otherwise, how would he find the body?

It’s possible. He might be an eyewitness.

The murder might have shocked him

so much that he forgot everything.

Our brain represses horrible memories, protecting itself.

Remember how he clammed up when you asked him about the body?

Is there any way to recover his memories?

We could try hypnosis, but there’s no telling

whether it will be his memories or fantasies.

It’s hard to tell one from the other

in such a brittle mental state. It could mislead the investigation.

Doctor, but he is absolutely healthy. He’s just...

Excuse me. Are you telling me and Yakov Platonovich

that a healthy teenage boy can believe

himself the late merchant Yepifanov?

Anna Viktorovna always has a theory of her own.

She’ll probably say that the boy is possessed by Yepifanov’s spirit.

You don’t have to believe me... if you don’t want to.

How come you went to that ravine at all?

The boy said the body was there. What was I supposed to do?

Send the police there.

What if they didn’t find anything? I’d look like a fool.

It was very risky to go there alone.

A crazy person told you to go there.

-Who knows what’s going on in his head? -Come on. Let’s go.

Yegor, why do you follow Arina?

I don’t know. I feel like I have to.

Sometimes I stop, and then he comes.

And next thing I know I’m standing in front of her house.

Maybe Yepifanov liked her. Or is it you who likes her?

I don’t know.

All right. Let’s try it again.

You’ll let go of the door and let him in.

But this time I won’t talk to him. I’ll just watch.

All right?

So...

I had a hope that Father comes back. Now I don’t.

There’s nothing left to hope for.

Hello, ladies and gentlemen.

Hello, Praskovya Fiodorovna. How do you do?

Yevdokiya Sergeyevna, nice to see you.

-Nadia. -What do you want, boy?

Don’t call me a boy, daughter! Have you been drinking?

Me? Who are you?

Don’t you recognize me? Have you forgotten?

That’s what I thought. That’s why I’m here.

Are you really mourning me, Nadezhda, or is it just a show?

Who are you? Go away.

Easy, easy. You’re living in my house, eating away my money!

Everything here is mine!

And don’t be so mad at me. Try to understand.

Your mother was sick, and I felt for her. But I wasn’t old yet!

Everybody wants to be cherished.

I’m sorry. Please forgive us. My brother...

He isn’t right in the head...

How did you come in? Who are you?

We are leaving. He didn’t mean anything bad.

I’ll call the constable!

I’m sorry. We are leaving! We’re leaving.

Kirill Artemyevich, I keep calling you. Why don’t you manifest yourself?

I like it better this way. I’m here; what else do you want?

Is your daughter mad at you? Why, Kirill Artemyevich?

Save your breath, Miss. I’m not telling you.

It’s an old story, and besides it’s family business.

Why do you want to know?

Oh God. Yegor. Yegor, Yegor. It’s over. It’s over.

-How do you feel? -I’m fine.

-Well? -Well...

At least we know Yepifanov goes to his house, not to Arina Surina.

It looks like it’s you who keeps coming to her.

Well, I’m not going any further. We aren’t far from your home.

I don’t want to disturb your parents by my presence.

They’d be upset. Go.

Yegor, come here. Don’t be afraid. I won’t bite.

Why are you wandering around?

Let’s talk. Shall we talk?

I’ll come out, and we’ll go for a stroll. All right?

Come on. Where do we go?

Fine. This way.

So? How long have you been following me?

Why are your ears so red? I suppose it’s been long enough.

Why are you so shy?

You weren’t like this the last time you talked to me.

-You sounded so grownup. -I don’t remember anything.

You don’t remember what you do when it happens to you?

Not at all.

Could you recall it if I asked you to?

I’d do anything for you... but not this. I just can’t.

Do you really believe you are Yepifanov?

Not at this moment. But he comes sometimes.

I know you probably won’t believe me, but it’s true.

No, I believe you. But still, do you remember nothing at all?

No. Nothing. Anna tells me what I say when I’m Yepifanov.

Do you know anything about how he died?

Nothing. But Anna says I can become normal and recall everything.

Does Yepifanov only come when she’s around?

Not always.

Do you want to meet with me sometimes? We could go for walks in the park.

If Yepifanov wants to come with us, don’t resist him. I need to talk to him.

-Do you understand? -Yes. I’d do anything for you.

Good. I’ll let you know when I can see you next time.

Do you think I was running a rookery here?

We don’t think anything of the sort.

But the neighbors say a respectable gentleman used to visit your lodger.

Bless you, no! I’d give her a boot if I had known.

Come on. You lived in the same house!

I’m telling you again: nobody’s accusing you of anything.

We are only interested in your ex-lodger.

Yes. Guilty as charged.

A respectable man paid me a handsome sum to take in his mistress.

Merchant Yepifanov, right?

Yes. Him.

-And her name was Arina, right? -Yes.

-How long since she left? -It has been a year already.

-Was she engaged or married? -I think she was single.

The road to your house goes through the ravine. How did he get through?

He’d leave the carriage on the other side and walk around the ravine.

REINCARNATION