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Oh God.

Oh God... Who hit you?

EPISODE 10 LULLABY

Yakov Platonovich... Yakov Platonovich! Oh my God. Oh God.

Easy, easy. Does it hurt?

- You aren't hurt... - Oh God.

Help! Help! Here!

Miss, it's you? How did you--

Listen to me, run to the hospital, fetch orderlies with a stretcher, hurry!

- But how-- Who did this to him? - Hurry up!

- Sir, Miss, what happened here? - Capitolina, run to the precinct

fetch Mr. Korobeinikov!

- Go, right now, hurry! - Yes, Miss.

Can you stand up? Can you?

Easy. Easy, easy... There you go. Oh God.

Just come clean, man.

There is a clear evidence of your guilt.

You should confess and maybe you'll get a reduced sentence.

I don't need your handouts.

I still recommend you to tell me how you got into the house and killed Ovchinnikov.

I didn't kill him!

What am I supposed to do with you?

Anton Andreyevich, the judicial investigator is asking for you.

- They say there was an attempt on his life. - Where?

In our pantry.

Timokhin, put him in a cell right away.

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

To the Ovchinnikovs' house.

Go, go!

Open the gate! Hurry!

Anton Andreyevich, do you suspect Saveliy?

You know, Anna Viktorovna, I'm afraid I do.

I went to his school.

His classmates say he hated his stepfather.

Worse still, on the night of the murder

he disappeared from a party and nobody knows when he left.

I also found a curious letter in his room.

In it, he is asking a solicitor if he will inherit his stepfather's entire fortune

in the event of the latter's death.

You see, Ovchinnikov's spirit came to me yesterday

and made it quite clear that we should be looking for a woman.

A woman?

But Anna Viktorovna, for now, everything suggests it was a man.

Anton Andreyevich...

I meant to tell you...

Before he passed out,

Shtolman kept saying something about an invisible villain

who must be caught.

Invisible? I don't know, maybe

it's just the effects of his injury.

- You think so? - Frenzy, delirium...

Well, of course, that is also possible.

Did you hear that?

There.

Just a moment.

The shirt is all covered in soot.

There's a good chance it belonged to Saveliy, Anna Viktorovna.

I think it went down like this:

Saveliy got down into the room through the chimney,

murdered his stepfather, then changed in his room

and left through the front door none the worse for it.

And then he pretended to have returned from the school

But why would he go down the chimney

if he had a key?

I think Ovchinnikov must have left his key in the keyhole.

That's why Saveliy couldn't open the door from outside.

I wish I knew where to look for him now.

Capitolina said he had gone to make the funeral arrangements.

Thank you, Anna Viktorovna. To the precinct!

What do you want?

Nothing. I have business with you, love.

What kind of business?

Take a guess.

Just tell me like it is.

We girls can't tell it like it is.

If you're clever, you'll get it.

If you're not, I'll find someone else.

Come in the evening then,

when I get off from work.

And work must be hard... Watching criminals, making sure they don't escape.

I bet you don't even have time to eat, right?

Look what I've brought you!

Here we have pastries...

sour cabbage and kvas.

This is... ah, sweetheart, this is nice.

- Here, eat, love. - This is the life...

There you go.

Wait! Eat first.

- And have more kvas. - It's meat, right?

Capitolina, is that you? What are you doing here?

Saving your hide.

ZATONSK TOWN HOSPITAL

Turn him on his side, ice on the head.

Once he wakes up, complete bed rest, plenty of warm fluids.

Doctor!

I must go.

I will tie you to the bed if I have to, I will. You know me.

You don't understand. I must stop him or it will be too late.

Spirit of Mr. Ovchinnikov, show yourself.

Spirit of Mr. Ovchinnikov, show yourself.

Spirit of Mr. Ovchinnikov...

Who are you?

You used to live in this house.

Mr. Arkhipov!

Oh God. God, this house is cursed.

Tell me: who killed you? And the others?

Mea maxima culpa. My most grievous fault.

Hush, my baby, hush and sleep...

Hush, my baby, don't you weep...

I lay my baby on the bed...

Sleepy eyes and sleepy head...

Anton Andreyevich, this is getting out of hand.

What is going on here?

Arrestees escaping in broad daylight!

What happened?

- I-- What did happen? - Please.

Well, what can you say about this?

How could he escape from the cell?

Nikolai Vasilievich, there has been an attempt on Shtolman's life.

I took the officers and left Timokhin in charge.

Timokhin?

He's a rookie.

I'll see Timokhin in your office.

Well, Timokhin? You let out a dangerous criminal!

I didn't let anybody out, sir.

Maybe I did then? Was I the one who let him out?

- I don't know. - Did you get enough sleep?

Could it be hypnosis?

Sir, no, sir.

A bird came here, one fine broad...

Gave me pastries with kvas, sour cabbage...

I'll show you pastries and cabbage!

Who was she?

Have you met her before?

Yes. I think she came from the Ovchinnikovs' once.

Now I see it, Nikolai Vasilievich.

This one here drinks kvas, eats pastries and sleeps...

She must have slipped him sleeping draught,

stole the keys and let her partner in crime out.

Officer Timokhin, how old are you?

How can you accept pastries and kvas from some random broad

when you're on duty!

Three days in lockup!

Sir, yes, sir.

I'm sorry, Chief, it's just she was so sweet.

Who? The cabbage?

The bird.

Nikolai Vasilievich, I must say that even more experienced of our officers

made the same mistake five years ago.

The pastries, the kvas, exactly the same.

You have no right! I didn't do anything!

Right, what's going on here?

What is this noise?

I got him by the funeral home, sir.

Who are you?

Another suspect, we lost that one

but we got this one.

Our typical day.

This place is one hell of a mess.

Do you know how many patients we've had in all these years, Anna Viktorovna?

The hospital record will tell you more than I ever could.

I found him!

Arkhipov, Vitaliy Borisovich...

Suffered from alcoholism, had fits of delirium tremens...

During one of which, broke a windowpane with his hand,

compound fracture... - Ah, yes, yes...

I remember that.

I was suturing his hand and he was trying to fight me.

A burly man... with a... I'd say a heavy face.

By the way, alcoholism wasn't his only ailment.

He also infected his wife with a nasty disease.

She was the sweetest, kindest woman...

How she suffered from his lewdness and debauchery...

Doctor, tell me...

Why is our society like this?

Why must the wife tolerate her husband's vices,

sometimes even his violence

without being able to leave him?

Did you know that if a wife runs away from her husband

she will be returned to his house by force?

Anna Viktorovna, my dear, I like your enthusiasm,

but I would like to say, in all fairness,

that I also know many decent men who are forced to tolerate their wives

and can't leave.

You're wrong, Doctor.

Any man can abandon his wife

without incurring society's scorn.

Unlike us women.

Take the Ovchinnikovs' cook.

She has a mentally affected daughter, Varvara.

It's very hard for her mother to look after her.

So tell me, where is her husband? Where is the girl's father?

The cook, the cook... Right, I think I remember something.

Madame Arkhipova was helping that girl,

more than that, she even had an agreement with the new owner of the house

about keeping them on, letting the girl and her mother stay in the house.

Could there have been some serious reason behind her efforts?

No, I think Madame Arkhipova

was just a very decent and kind person.

Aleksandr Franzevich, allow me to disagree with you.

What do you mean, Anna Viktorovna?

You can tell so much more than hospital records.

Right.

Thanks for getting me out.

I don't know what I'd do without you.

All right, all the best. Goodbye.

Wait, wait, what do you mean - goodbye?

What am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to go?

That's up to you, Capitolina...

It's every man for himself now.

Wait, I stole those rocks for you.

And now you're telling me it's every man for himself?

Where are those rocks now? There are no rocks!

How are we going to get by?

My sweet, we'll think of something...

We'll come up with something!

Get off! What can we come up with?

I'm not stupid enough to go on a run with a broad, I have to save myself!

And what do I need someone like you for anyway?

You fooled around with the coachman, and with the master...

My sweet, but that was for you, all that was for you!

Let go. Let go of me!

Help, somebody, help me! Robbery!

Stop!

Who is this?

It's me.

Who-- who are you?

You don't recognize my voice?

Anna...

Yes.

Please, don't go away, don't leave me.

I won't... I'm not going anywhere.

My god, you have a fever.

Try to get some sleep.

If you only knew, I-- I must catch him...

I love you.

I'm sorry... I-- I have wronged you...

I'm sorry, but I-- I'm trapped...

Hush, hush... I'm here, I'm with you. I'm not going anywhere.

Is this yours?

I think this is the soot from the fireplace chimney

through which you got into the house.

Students at your school told me you didn't like your stepfather,

that you wanted him dead. Is that true?

He drove my mother to her grave!

He only needed her money!

He courted her, he swore his love...

And after the wedding the trap closed.

He started partying, carousing, spending her money...

Who's there to stop him? Nobody.

He's the head of the family, the husband. He can do anything he wants.

The servants said you two had had a row a while ago.

A week ago.

I told him everything back then, right to his face.

How dare you, brat!

I would kick you out, but the law won't let me, unfortunately.

Can't hit!

- Varya! - Can't hit, can't!

You're bad, bad!

- Get your idiot out of here! - What are you doing! I'm sorry, Master!

I told you stay inside, why are you--

I see.

And you decided to kill him after that.

Yes. I thought of everything.

Getting out of school early...

Getting into his bedroom through the fireplace... - Right.

He always left the key in the door, I couldn't get in from the outside.

That's what I thought.

But why didn't you get rid of the shirt? Never got the chance?

I thought I'd wash it later.

Who knew you'd suspect murder...

and open up his rotten body!

And then search the house too...

What can I say? My own fault.

I saw Mother's jewelry was missing

and couldn't keep my mouth shut!

So it wasn't you who took the jewelry?

Why would I steal from myself?

Fair enough.

So tell me how you did it. How did you kill him?

He deserved to die.

So he did!

Only it wasn't me who killed him.

Then who was it?

It was Mother...

She came back from the other side to avenge herself!

I waited for the dawn,

came closer to my stepfather, and I saw he was dead!

I looked inside the wardrobe and it was empty.

And who else could get into the locked part of the house?

I don't understand... You-- you have gone mad.

It was Mother!

She didn't want me to take a sin upon myself!

Yakov Platonovich...

How are you feeling?

How is your head? Does it hurt?

A little.

Were you here all night?

I am a sister of mercy, it's my job

to be at severely ill patients' side.

And you had a fever all night.

So I was just lucky.

I didn't say anything, did I?

You did.

I hope I didn't reveal any state secrets.

You said that there was a criminal you had to catch...

that you were trapped...

and that you'd wronged me.

I must have been delirious, I'm sorry.

It's all right. It's not uncommon after a concussion.

How is Ovchinnikov's case going?

I have no idea.

In case you haven't noticed, I was here all night.

What about Mr. Kliuyev? He doesn't mind your night shifts?

Mr. Kliuyev isn't the kind of man

who tell women what to do.

He is playing his role perfectly.

What are you implying?

That what he says is not what he thinks.

Is that so? Are you suspecting everybody now?

Lie down, you can't get up!

An orderly is going to bring you a bed pan.

What for?

For you to ease yourself.

It was her, sir, it was all her!

She talked me into it, and I'm an idiot, I went for it.

Why are you lying? It was your idea.

Shut up both of you.

Let's start from the beginning.

- Who took Ovchinnikov's jewelry? - She did.

- When was that? - Friday afternoon.

As soon as the jeweler left.

Ovchinnikov went to the hospital, he was out for a couple of hours.

- And she gave it to you. - Yes. She told me to sell it as soon as possible.

And you got into your master's bedroom at night and choked him to death.

Right? Tell me, why did you hate your master so much?

I had no reason to hate him.

Anatoliy Pavlovich has always been nothing but good to me.

Liar! Liar! She fooled around with the master, sir,

she thought he'd keep her as a mistress

but he dumped her after two weeks.

He was sick of her.

How did you get into the bedroom?

A secret passage?

What secret passage? I don't know about any secret passage.

What do you mean you don't know, Capitolina?

It was you who told me about it!

You're slandering me, saving your skin...

And I thought you really loved me.

I took a sin upon myself for you.

Love you? The way you are?

You broads sure are thick.

Sir, I didn't know she was going to murder her master.

Try me for dealing in stolen goods--

I'm guilty, I'm not denying that.

But this is so obvious:

she wanted to get back at him, she wanted revenge...

But it's nothing unusual for them broads!

Stop, stop!

- Let go! I hate you! - I said stop!

- Officers! - I'll kill you!

I'm sorry about all this, Nikolai Vasilievich. So inopportune.

Stop it, Yakov Platonovich.

Rest, convalesce and don't worry.

The case is solved.

Anton Andreyevich figured it out and reported to me.

So who is the murderer?

Ovchinnikov's maid, Capitolina.

She knew about that secret passage

and used it to her advantage.

As for the jewelry, she stole it in the afternoon of the day before

just when Anatoliy Pavlovich went the hospital

to get a consultation about his insomnia.

What about Ignatov?

Mr. Ignatov is an accomplice.

She gave him the jewelry on the same day.

But at night-- she said she'd spent the night with the coachman.

We talked to him again: he slept like a log.

That's why he couldn't see Capitolina

step out of the room, so it all adds up.

So it was Capitolina who smashed my head?

It was her. Although she won't admit it.

But there was no one else in the house.

So she went right ahead with it.

Nikolai Vasilievich.

Oh! Doctor.

- Good morning. - Good morning, Aleksandr Franzevich.

Well, how is our patient?

What can I say, Nikolai Vasilievich...

He is much better now.

The concussion was a mild one and the crisis has long passed.

However, Nikolai Vasilievich,

you should know that Yakov Platonovich

has to spend a few days here.

He is in dire need of bed rest.

Aleksandr Franzevich, let me go home and I promise

I will stay in bed in my apartment.

Yakov Platonovich, do you think I don't know you?

You won't fool me.

You will stay here and do as you're told.

By the way, we'll also deal with this cough while we're at it.

Hush, my baby, hush and sleep...

Hush, my baby, don't you weep...

I lay my baby on the bed...

Sleepy eyes and sleepy head...

Sine culpa. Without fault.

An innocent person will be punished.

Get some water first, be so kind, water first!

Why do I have to say the same thing ten times?

- Wine is not to blame, the drunk is. - Anton Andreyevich!

- Anna Viktorovna. - I'm here to see you.

I'm glad to hear it.

Is there any news on the Ovchinnikov case?

Anna Viktorovna, of course! You know, the case is solved

and you were absolutely right: the murderer is a woman.

- Who? - Capitolina, the maid.

No! It's not her!

What makes you think that?

Arkhipov's spirit has just come to me...

He said that an innocent person was going to be punished.

So I have a favor to ask of you.

I'm all ears.

I need to talk once again to Varvara, the cook's daughter.

- She was singing a song-- - A song?

Never mind that. She knows something, about the murder.

But of course she won't tell me with her mother around

so you'll have to distract the cook.

Consider the cook distracted. Let's go.

Love, I need your help.

You again, sir?

I need to search Capitolina's room.

Oh, how could she take such a sin upon herself...

It won't take long, will it? I don't want to leave my girl alone.

No, it won't take long.

Varya! Varya, do you remember me?

I remember, I do!

You-- You're good! Let's play.

Let's play.

Hush, my baby, hush and sleep...

Does your mama sing this song to you when she puts you to sleep?

Don't have to put me to sleep, I go to sleep on my own!

- I'm good! - Yes, you are...

And who has to be put to sleep?

Bad people.

Are they here?

They're in that part of the house.

But they lock that part of the house for the night.

Let's go.

Come, come, don't be scared.

There...

Yakov Platonovich, time to wake up!

We'll change your dressing.

Yakov Platonovich.

He's run away after all.

I did ask you not to leave him alone!

I'm sorry, Aleksandr Franzevich, I only stepped away for five minutes.

Come, come...

Come!

Sir, may I go now?

No, no, take a seat.

If I find anything, you'll bear witness.

What are you looking for?

Evidence.

And while I look, tell me something.

Didn't you hear Capitolina walk out of her room that night?

No.

But your room is right on the way to the pantry.

And you didn't hear a sound?

Maybe we should ask your daughter, maybe she heard something?

No, my daughter--

What pantry is that?

That pantry, you know, the pantry--

How come you've worked here so long

and you don't know about the secret passage?

No... No, I don't know.

Stop!

I'm going to put you to sleep too.

We'll play pretend!

Hush, my baby, hush and sleep...

Whom else did you put to sleep like this?

Your master? Mr. Ovchinnikov?

He's bad!

He hit Saveliy.

What about the previous master? Mr. Kulagin?

And the one before them? Mr. Arkhipov?

No, no, let go! It hurts, I don't want to, it hurts!

Run, my girl, run!

Mama, mama, let go, you can't!

What's going on?

Yakov Platonovich! Why are you not at the hospital?!

Mama, why did you want to put her to sleep?!

She is good...

Arkhipov raped your daughter.

That's why you killed him.

I would kill him ten more times, that scum, that damned bastard!

Varya was only 13 when he--

What did you kill the others for? Ovchinnikov? Kulagin?

It was me who put them to sleep.

They were bad.

Varya, my girl...

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He was drunk, summoned her to his room and abused her...

That was when she went off her head...

became a little girl again...

I did go to the police.

Only Arkhipov said nothing happened, and Varya couldn't explain anything properly and--

Vera Ivanovna alone believed me, she knew her husband...

It's all right, she said, Serafima, don't cry.

I'll use my own money to have your girl cured.

And this bastard... we'll punish him on our own.

We didn't know Varya was watching!

She understood it in her own way...

She thought we were putting him to sleep.

Vera Ivanovna took her to many doctors... But nothing helped.

And when she was selling the house,

she made an agreement with the new owner so that he'd keep us.

She wanted to make amends for her husband's sin.

How did Varya know about the secret passage?

She'd known for a long time.

She found it when she was little.

It's an old house, and we'd all forgotten about that passage...

She was so bright when she was little, my Varya...

So it was Varya who suffocated Kulagin.

It's my fault, I should have watched her better.

It's as if some kind of force pulled her to that room,

as if she had to go back to the place where she was abused...

But the new master was kind, he never mistreated anybody...

But he did love the ladies...

All sorts of women came to visit him...

She thought he was raping her and...

put him to sleep the following night.

I assume it was the same with Ovchinnikov.

Varya saw him hit Saveliy and--

Yes, but I'll take the fall for all these murders!

Gentlemen, I won't let you torture Varya,

she didn't know what she was doing!

I believe one murder will be enough, Ovchinnikov's...

But how will you explain to the court why you murdered him?

What do they care if I confess?

Only you-- you will take care of my Varya, won't you?

You do realize that because of her illness

your daughter can be a threat to other people...

She will be sent if not to prison, then to a clinic.

No, God, no! Not there, please, God, no!

The law is harsh but it is the law.

Anton Andreyevich, have you ever been to a lunatic asylum?

No, I haven't.

Thank God for that.

It's a living hell, especially for women.

They tie patients to their beds

douse them with cold water, beat them up...

We can't allow this, this...

this would be a mistake.

What are you suggesting, Yakov Platonovich?

Gentlemen. There is another solution.

Please, leave this to me.

Come with me, my girl.

You'll be all right in the convent, you'll be at peace.

And nobody will hurt you.

Go, Varya, go, the sisters are kind, they will take care of you...

I will come to you, I will come to you later.

I'll finish all my business, and I will come to you.

Hush, my baby, hush and sleep,

Hush, my baby, don't you weep...

I lay my baby on the bed...

Sleepy eyes and sleepy head...

Mama, no, I'm not going without you!

Go with God, my girl...

Anna Viktorovna...

Thank you. I will never forget you.

I will pray for you to my last day.

God bless you.

It's very gracious of you, Anna Viktorovna,

taking it upon yourself to take care of the poor girl.

Anna came to see me.

Someone had seen you enter my shop at night

and she thought we were having an affair.

So what did you tell her?

I told her that I had been in prison for running a secret society

and that you are keeping me under unofficial surveillance.

Now I see why she's been thinking of me

as an oppressor of liberty and free-thinking people in the past two days.

You couldn't come up with something simpler?

I didn't have the time, she caught me off guard.

The precinct has the lists of all people under police surveillance.

Anna might ask Korobeinikov to check them

and then they will know you lied.

You have to get my name on that list then.

This shouldn't be too difficult for you.

I suppose this is what I'll have to do.

But I'd rather you didn't become close with her.

But why? I have come to love your Anna.

And it will be easier for me to protect her if she is around.

ST. PETERSBURG 1893

She's alive, sir!

Where is he? Where is your master?

I don't know...

Damn, we're too late.

He's gone!

You have saved my life.

You... have saved my... life.

LULLABY

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