Original subtitles

OK, everybody ready! Quiet on set.

- Roll sound. - Rolling.

- Camera. - Camera rolling.

Action!

- Action! - Can I start?

Get on with it!

No, I am not Byron, I am another

An unknown elect

As the pilgrim, driven by the world But with a Russian soul

I began early, and I will finish sooner My mind will not accomplish much...

TV-6, MOSCOW

- Where can I get a security pass? - Over there.

Thank you.

SERGEY BODROV

- Thank you. - Which way is it?

Take the main lift to the eighth floor. Ask there.

- Thank you. - You’re welcome.

That's ok.

VIKTOR SUKHORUKOV

SERGEY MAKOVETSKIY

Hello.

Good afternoon.

GARY HOUSTON

DARYA LESNIKOVA

Excuse me, where’s studio ten?

Boris, it’s ok.

- Which one? - Studio ten.

- It’s not here. - Channel 6.

It’s straight down the corridor, then right where the lifts are.

- Another right and up another floor. - Thank you.

- Say hi to Vanya Demidov. - From who?

What’s your name, handsome?

Danila.

- Who was that? - Saltykova.

- I didn’t catch the name? - Boris.

- No, hers. - Irina.

IRINA SALTYKOVA

- Where have you been?! - I got lost.

Ilya’s been down stairs three times looking for you.

Guys, we’ll be broadcasting live. Quickly, quickly, all of you.

A minute to go. Quickly. Let’s start.

Can anyone just tell me if the Chechen war vets came or not?

Vanya, everything’s fine.

KIRILL PIROGOV

Quiet in the studio. We go on air in thirty seconds.

- Well… - Did you host Music News show?

That was a long time ago.

So, Kostya Gromov, who was awarded a medal. Is that you?

You’re Danila Bagrov, and that makes you Ilya Setevoi.

Great. Could you take the sweater off?

The main thing is not to butt in.

We’re ready.

- Who’s Irina Saltykova? - What? She’s a singer, a pop star!

Good evening. You’re watching The World of People.

In 1996, in Chechnya, Sergeant Kostya Gromov was decorated for bravery.

Though at the time he didn’t know anything about it.

Today he’s finally got the decoration. We have Kostya Gromov

and two of his comrades from the war, Danila Bagrov and Ilya Setevoi.

- Good evening. - Camera 3.

- Mitya Gromov, the famous player, - Good. Go to a wide shot.

- Now in the American hockey league, - Keep them in the frame.

- Go wider. - Is Kostya’s twin brother.

So, Kostya, what was the decoration for?

It was a covert operation.

ALEXANDER DYACHENKO

...I lost my conscience. When I came around I saw the Big Guy...

Who is the Big Guy?

- He is the Big Guy. - Of course.

He was dragging both of us with his left hand.

He also had a submachine gun and a Kalashnikov over his shoulder.

I had blood streaming out of me. I was hit in the hip.

And I could see the Kalashnikov knocking against Danila’s head.

I thought, lucky he had his helmet on.

The rest of the guys were killed there.

- Look, we’ve got a photograph. - Oh, yes.

- That’s us at a rest point. - In the summer.

- Which one of you is the toughest? - Danila.

He was the quickest thinker, and he wasn’t scared of anything…

Hello? Turn on Channel 6.

Check out the boy with the thick lips…

I’ll call you back later.

RAY TOLER

Now I work in a bank as a security guard.

It’s a good and respectable one, called the Nikolaevsky Bank.

I like it there. The people are nice, they are into sports.

I’m from Kiev. I graduated from school and then went to my Dad in Tula.

I joined the army from there.

Ilya works on the Red Square now.

Yes. In the former Lenin Museum.

I’m cataloguing their archives. They’ve still got everything on cards.

I also work there as a night watchman.

That’s how I bumped into Danila. I went outside one morning

and he stood there looking at the Mausoleum.

All right.

- Who do you want to be? - I want to enter an institute.

- Which one? - A medical one.

- I want to heal people… - Really? That’s symbolic…

- You don't feel betrayed, do you? - Watch him.

What a brother you’ve got! They show him on the TV in Moscow.

And you sit here drinking vodka, you pig.

You never help your mother.

I'm going to die soon.

That's ok, ma.

You should go to your brother in Moscow.

He might be able to help you.

He’s your brother, after all.

Screw him!

BROTHER 2

For subscriber 712-515:

Irina, call me at 764-1232.

It’s Danila, you showed me the way to the Channel 6 studio.

Demidov says hi. I’ll be waiting.

- Who’s that? - Saltykova.

- Where did you get her number? - Demidov gave it to me.

Midshipman!

Bring us some more cold beers.

So, after two years Mitya played for Kiev Falcons,

he was drafted to Chicago Blackhawks.

That was so cool back then. Your brother going to America to play hockey!

But the Kiev Mafia started leaning on him.

They got in touch with their Chicago Ukrainians and leaned on him in Chicago.

They said: 'We trained you, we gave you money, so now it’s payback time.'

They’re greedy bastards.

Mitya knew that you pay once, you pay for life.

So he found some local protection. An American.

Katya, we’re talking, ok?

Anyway, the American got the idea.

He got some people to represent Mitya’s interests in the NHL.

There were loads of agents with bits of paper, all sorts of contracts.

Mitya signed everything, and the Ukrainians left him alone.

And everything was fine. He’s playing, knocking goals in, everything’s cool.

The Pittsburgh Penguins just bought him.

But the cash is all going to the American’s account.

And Mitya’s getting peanuts, some kind of percentage.

Mitya waited, hoping, and then he realized

he’s been conned. He goes back to the Ukrainians, but it’s too late.

The American is tougher than all the Ukrainians put together.

He is a new Al Capone.

He even talks to Mitya through his lawyer. And Mitya’s a star!

How much does he owe?

900 grand, American bucks.

- What about going to the law? - There’s a contract!

Mitya didn’t understand the English, the idiot.

He believed the agents. He thought the Americans would be more honest.

Guys, we want some beer.

Just wait!

And?

Now the American’s in Moscow. Mitya called me last night.

So what do we do?

I’ll talk to my boss. He’s meeting with the American tomorrow.

Listen, why don’t you talk to the American yourself.

- You speak English. - As if they’d let me talk to him!

I told you, he’s like a new Al Capone.

And what if he doesn’t give the money back?

I don’t know.

I can’t let my brother down!

We’re twins, we’re always together.

I haven’t seen him for a year and I already miss him…

Hello.

- Listen, who’s Al Capone? - No, this isn’t Danila.

- He was the worst gangster in America! - You want Danila?

It’s for you.

Yes? Oh, hi!

Girls!

No, I just wanted to meet up.

Who? Demidov gave me the number.

No, he’s not here.

What is it? Yes.

The Kotelnicheskaya Embankment? Yes, I know where it is.

Ok. See you.

Guys, where’s the Kotelnicheskaya Embankment?

You just said you knew.

Reveille! That’s what they say in your army, isn’t it?

- It’s what they used to say. - Wake up, student.

Time to get ready for your exams.

Can I make a phone call?

The boss has arrived.

Mr. Belkin, I’m Kostya Gromov, Alexei Ivanovich’s son from Tula.

Yes, I remember. What is it?

Two years ago you helped my brother. He’s now playing hockey in Chicago.

And?

Well, your partner, Mennis from Chicago, who you asked to look after Mitya,

my brother, conned him and took all his money.

Would you, please, speak to him? Because if he won’t listen to you, I’ll…

- You’ll what? - Well, I’ll speak to him.

- To who? - To Mennis.

He’s in Moscow at the moment.

Ok, Kostya, I’ll talk to him.

Yes!

- You're always watching yourself? - Are you not happy?

No, it’s fine. It’s just I like bands like Nautilus or DDT.

Then what are you sitting here?! Go. I’ve got to get ready for a shoot.

Come on, don’t get upset.

It’s just that you don’t listen to that kind of music there. It’s not real.

- Where? - At the war.

What war? We’re at peace,

there’s a different set of rules here. And this is the kind of music I sing.

Right?

You know, I really like you, and not because of that…

Boris, have you got some change for the phone?

Hello, Kostya! How did it go?

We’ll celebrate in the Metropol.

My boss promised to talk to him.

Pick me up at six. Over and out!

Got it.

How’s the job?

You haven’t visited us for a long time, Valentin.

Progress, Richard. Fax, e-mail, internet.

Nevertheless, you have come to Moscow.

You can appreciate the beauty of our ancient capital with your own eyes.

Katenka, bring us some tea please. Mint tea, ok?

Ok.

I came, Valentin, because your offer is very serious and very complicated.

You’re right - several years ago a federal law was passed

allowing gambling on Indian reservations, but…

It’s illegal for foreign firms

or private individuals to buy property there.

That’s why I addressed you, Richard.

I know your talent for getting round the law.

- Mr. Belkin, the tea’s ready. - Bring it in, Katenka.

We’re talking about very large sums of money, Valentin...

Sums I know you don’t have.

That's true, but I have some very serious partners,

whose names I can't tell even you, Richard.

The main thing is everything will be done through me.

Now, I would like to hear your views on the technical aspects of this question.

He’s busy at the moment, but I’ll tell him.

Good-bye.

It’s very, very good.

Do you remember,

two years ago I asked you to look after a Russian hockey player in Chicago.

He was having some difficulties with the Ukrainian Mafia.

If you asked, Valentin, then everything’s in order.

Now we’re getting involved in a big operation.

You have interests in the diamond business,

I have interest in the National Hockey League.

We shouldn’t let all that interfere with our new agreement.

We should be looking after each other, shouldn’t we, Valentin?

I'll pick you up at the Metropol hotel at six.

Take Mr. Mennis to the hotel.

Get me the chief of security! Quickly!

Yes?

You’re asleep? It’s already five o’clock!

I’m at the museum. You pick Kostya up

and I’ll come at about seven. It’s not far from here. Ok?

Ok. Over and out.

Brake with your legs, not with your head, moron!

They’ve bred a race of idiots.

They buy the car, then they buy the driving license,

the fact that they can’t actually drive…

Where are you going?!

You idiot!

With your brains you should be driving a pram.

Where do these cretins get the money?

They probably buy that as well.

A country populated by pigs and goats!

You vote for some thin guy,

and within a year you’re watching a fat hog on TV,

and he is telling me how I should live, scum!

Where to on Taganka?

- Go right behind that building. - ‘Behind that building’!

That’s the Taganka Theatre!

There were fewer halfwits in my generation.

What are you wandering about like a cow for? Can’t you tell red from green?!

Green - Go, Red - Stop!

What’s happening? People were just ordinary people,

and then suddenly they all turned into cretins. It’s a mystery…

Sound the horn.

You sound the horn when you arrive on a steamship. That’ll be 66 rubles.

- Will you wait for five minutes? - Not even women wait for morons.

Militia, Khabarov.

Murder. Khokhlovsky Alley, Number 7, apartment 4.

Konstantin Gromov has been killed. Body found by Danila Bagrov.

I’ll wait here.

Ilya, they’ve killed Kostya.

Don’t dial the mobile. Wait at the museum. Over and out.

BROTHER (CHICAGO)

Chief, lower the bunk.

Give me a cigarette.

Hey, shithead, give me a light.

Hey, you, shithead, are you deaf?

Didn’t you hear what the governor said?!

So, you were planning to enroll at an institute.

You came to look round and to check out the courses.

And you didn’t know you had to register your passport, right?

You can read, can’t you?

I’ve got the right to hold you for another three days

while we establish the circumstances.

Do you really need the hassle?

- Why did you beat up the prisoners? - They asked for it.

Give me back my stereo.

NIKOLAEVSKY BANK FOUNDER: BELKIN, VALENTIN.

Is this it?

We’ll have to get some guns.

CHILDREN: BELKIN, FEDYA.

Hello, Fascist? It’s Ilya.

STUDIES AT NIKOLAEVSKY SCHOOL

We need some spoils of war.

Ok.

- Heil Hitler. - Hi.

- Who’s he? - One of us.

'A brother to your own, for better or for worse.'

It’s a Fascist saying.

I’m Fascist.

Danila.

Are you German?

Russian.

- My Granddad was killed in the war. - It happens.

What can I offer you, gentlemen?

Five MPs, four 40s, one 38.

Already tested. The full military specification.

Grenades: anti-personnel.

They sometimes misfire. It’s a fifty-fifty chance.

Two Fausts with four rounds. Sorry, they haven't been checked.

Pistols: four Walthers, one Parabellum.

That’s the imported stuff.

Now, Russian-made: a Degtaryov machinegun.

Brand new.

Four PPS’s - they’re heavy, but reliable, lethal.

There’s just the one TT today. They get snapped up very quickly.

There’s a revolver, but it’s very unreliable.

The firing pin’s worn down.

I don’t imagine you’d be interested in the Mosin rifles.

Where does all this come from?

Echoes of the Second World War.

- Where do you want to go? - To Moscow.

Hey, Dan, he’s still there.

Brother.

Then I went to the Nikolaevsky Bank.

I asked for Gromov, Kostya. Mum had written everything down.

A guard said he didn’t work there, the pig.

So, I thought that’s it.

If there’s nobody at the museum… I don't have any money,

They check your passport on every corner.

Lucky I’ve got my militia trousers on.

Now that’s a piece! Is it the real thing?

Just like Chapayev’s.

Those were the days!

- Will you go to America with me? - America, Africa…anywhere you say.

We’ll need passports and visas, and a good car for a few hours.

You’ll help me, won’t you, brother?

CODE SAVED

Give me a light.

Do you ever get any sleep? My boss is always on the move,

setting up meetings, putting deals together…

- Yours has got a nice car. German? - Hey, what’re you doing?!

- Good day. - Hello.

- Who have you come to see? - Fedya Belkin.

- But…he’s already arrived. - I know. I’m his brother. I’m late.

That’s ok, they haven’t started.

You can leave your bag in the cloakroom.

No, thanks. I’ve got a present in here.

We are about to begin our concert dedicated to Students’ Day!

Fedya Belkin will begin the concert.

He will read the Students’ Poem!

I discovered a great fraternity,

And a path and a wood, In the field every ear of corn,

The river, the sky so blue - It’s all mine, native,

It's my Homeland! I love all on this earth!

And now the students will sing a song...

Fedya! Hi.

You read the poem…very well.

I’m your new Russian teacher, Danila Sergeyevich.

Hello.

Hello, Valentin Edgarovich. I’m Fedya’s Russian teacher, Danila Sergeyevich.

It’s a pleasure. I have to have a serious talk with you.

Let’s go into the staff room. You run along back to class for now.

- Who’s that? - That’s our new Russian teacher.

Goodbye, America, Where I have never been,

Farewell forever…

Keep your hands on the table. Good.

It’s got a silencer. I pull the trigger, and your balls drop to the floor.

Frightened?

And when you killed Kostya, were you frightened then?

Kostya?

Gromov.

It wasn’t me. It was the American.

That's him. I could never do it. I know his father.

I promised Kostya. I didn’t think he’d refuse. He’s…he’s greedy…

Tell me everything about the American. Fast!

I’m sorry, I’m having an important conversation with the sponsors.

We won’t be long.

Are they still talking?

He’s a very influential man in Illinois.

He financed the election campaign for the current mayor.

He’s got congressmen in his pocket. He usually deals in drugs

through a well-established system. He’s got a string

of blues and rock clubs in Chicago. He launders his money through them.

His club, the Metro is kind of his headquarters.

He deals in real estate.

He’s got interests in the NHL. He’s into anything to do with money.

He even orders films in Russia with real rapes and murders and sells them there.

He’s very greedy. He’d hang himself for a hundred dollars.

That’s what happened with Kostya’s brother…

I didn’t do anything, really…

Think, a million. He’s got it…

Don’t shoot. You’re a reasonable man.

Alright, live, you bastard.

Thank your son.

It would be a shame to leave such a nice kid without a father.

Sit quiet and let your trousers dry out.

Give him ten minutes. He’s writing an application to the Board of Trustees.

You should get that seen to properly. It’s a tricky business, your prostate.

You won’t be able to get it up on cue.

Anyway, see you around.

I’ve got it!

Why did you kill him, you oaf?

You said yourself

that he should mind his own business and you wanted him out of your sight…

Idiot!

Ilya works on Red Square now.

Yes. In the former Lenin Museum.

I’m cataloguing their archive. They’ve still got everything on cards.

I also work there as the night watchman.

- To the museum, fast! - That’s how I bumped into Danila.

I went outside one morning…

Got to get some new wheels! The car’s how they’ll find us.

They won’t find us. I put different plates on.

The heavy from the school memorized them.

I’ll change them again.

- When will the passports be ready? - Maybe tomorrow, maybe later.

It’s not easy.

Yes? He died.

Here’s the money. It’s my last.

When you find out about the passports, buy two tickets to Chicago.

We’d better go. Sooner or later they’ll trace the museum.

- And the apartments… - They won’t trace yours.

The police have got my address.

Let’s go.

Let’s take this with us. It’s such a piece!

For subscriber 712515.

Irina, call me immediately. Danila.

Thank you.

- I told you they’d find us. - Sit quiet, they haven’t found us.

Hello. I am Inspector Delov.

- Your driving license and ID. - Hello. Here you are.

Speaking.

She can’t talk right now. She’s filming a video.

Is your studio pass for ten days?

Hang on.

Yes. Where are you exactly?

We’re going to the TV center.

- Have a safe trip. - Goodbye.

Not bad!

The main thing is not to panic. My documents are in order.

Don’t worry Granddad. We’re friends of Ilya’s.

We won’t touch a thing. We’ll take a look at the exhibition and leave.

They left an hour ago. Three of them.

They took some kind of box. Yes.

Just some old guy. He doesn’t remember a thing.

Listen, leave someone on guard.

Start looking for a white Volvo with bull bars.

Get the traffic police on the case. They may have changed the plates.

And check all the airlines. His name is Bagrov. He will fly to Chicago.

Aeroflot will tell me, of course.

But other companies don’t give out that kind of information.

Get a Duma deputy’s permit or a Federal security service ID card.

Do I have to explain everything?!

Cut! Cut! That was no good…

25 frames and the whole track.

We’ll shoot that section again.

- How long has this been going on? - Third day already.

- I don’t envy your job… - There are worse.

- Where did you serve? - The paratroopers.

- Did you see any action? - I had a crack at the Afghans.

Listen, is there anything between you and Irina?

It’s just… Well, I really like her.

But she sings all that rubbish.

If it was Nautilus or DDT or something…

Maybe you should become a music producer?

I might… But I’ve got no ear for it…

Another three or four hours.

I thought we’d finish sooner, but the director…

- Why don’t I wait for you at home? - Boris, give him the key.

- Better still, give him a lift. - It’s ok, I’ve got a car.

Should I get anything on the way?

I’ll call you when I wake up.

- Hey, brother, was that Saltykova? - Yes.

- She lives here? - Yes.

Listen, brother, who does that car belong to?

Don’t know. It’s not from round here.

Have you seen this guy round here?

No.

Saltykova’s cool. You screwing her?

Yes?

It’s Boris.

There’re some guys down here hanging out around a Volvo.

Serious guys. They’ve got your photo.

- Cops? - Don’t look like cops.

- How many? - Two by the car.

Some more in a jeep. Tinted windows, so I can’t see how many.

- There's one more by the door. - Thanks, Boris.

Don’t drop Irina in it.

Tired?

- Listen, I’m not alone. - Not alone?

My brother Viktor’s here. He was like a father to me.

- Viktor Bagrov. - Irina.

It’s a pleasure.

No, I don’t like Kirkorov. Too sugary for me.

All that make-up, powdered, like a woman. He’s all…

In a word, Romanian.

- But he’s Bulgarian. - Really?

What’s the difference?

Hello.

Ilya? Where are you?

The address is Sadovaya Triumphalnaya, Number 2/30.

The passports are ready. The flight’s tomorrow morning. Got it?

Get a move on!

There’s a jeep downstairs and at least four hoods.

You go straight to the car and open the door for me when you’re moving.

Ready?

What are you hanging around here for?

On the ground!

Say hi to Belkin.

- That’s the first misfire. - Where are we going?

I’ll drive.

There’re two of them. He’s got a machine gun and grenades.

Shirya’s been hit. Volvo, license number…

Get Semyon on the case.

Beware if you let them get away!

The bald one was with him at the school, Sava recognized him.

I checked him out. The police have got nothing on him.

We’re checking with the mafia guys. And one more thing.

A ticket’s been booked and paid for in the name of Bagrov,

Aeroflot flight 329 from Moscow to Chicago.

Departs on the 22nd at 9-10.

What’s the date today?

Idiot!

Yes, this is Belkin.

Good day, Valentin Edgarovich.

We transferred the first installment of money to the account number you gave us

according to the new system.

So everything’s in order, and your partner will receive it in good time.

Good, Konstantin Alexeyevich.

- Is everything ok with you? - Yes, yes, thank you, excellent.

We heard that you’ve been having problems…

Konstantin Alexeyevich, I solve my own problems.

- Good-bye. - All the best.

We can’t get away from them brother, not enough room.

We’ll make it.

Dan, turn off somewhere quiet, and brake when I tell you.

Fascist wasn’t kidding.

That’s for you.

Flight 329, Moscow to Chicago.

The flight’s at 9-10 in the morning.

You fly to New York two hours after him.

Firstly, there weren’t any more tickets, and secondly it’s better that way.

You buy a car for five hundred bucks in Brighton Beach

and in twelve hours you’re in Chicago with wheels.

You fly back four days later.

Why so quickly?

You meet here.

That’s Lake Michigan,

It’s the fourth bridge from the lake...

It’s the fourth bridge from the lake. There’s a bench there.

Kostya’s mobile will work. I illegally hooked up to a roaming service.

Take this. Use it if you have to.

There’s about 250, 300 dollars on it. The code is 3232.

Viktor Bagrov, you’re flying to an international conference

on new computer technologies and computer virus protection programs.

I don’t know where you’re flying to yet, but we’ve got some time.

I’ll have a look on the Internet.

Is it real?

Well, yes.

When you’re going through passport control, look confident and smile.

They like that. That’s everything.

- Well, see you there, brother. - Freedom to Angela Davis!

It’s been a long time since I kissed in a doorway.

- Have you ever been to America? - Yes.

- What’s it like? - Nothing special.

I’ve never been abroad.

You haven’t missed anything. What did you bring me here for?

- It’s beautiful. - Let’s go back to my place.

No time, my train leaves in an hour. Call me, ok?

- Where are you going? America? - No, not that far. Near Tula.

You just dial as if I was in Moscow. This phone’s special, it’s got roaming.

I understand.

And I won’t be long. Only four days.

Yes? He’s dead.

Let’s go into the archway.

- Who died? - A friend of mine.

He wasn’t there!

He couldn’t have slipped through!

Boss, we saw everyone.

Did passenger Bagrov check in for the flight?

He did.

Did all the passengers board the plane?

All of them.

So why are you treating me like an idiot?

Who did fly to Chicago then?!

Excuse me, could I have another glass of juice?

- Of course. - Thank you.

Right boys, this is Danila Bagrov.

We have to meet him at the airport, and quietly get rid of him.

Good people are asking us to help the Muscovites out. Take a good look.

We are beginning to fill out the immigration forms.

You can find all the necessary information

for the filling out of the forms in your entry visa to the USA.

The immigration form is divided into two sections. For the entry…

What is the purpose of your visit to the United States?

What?

- Do you speak English? - No…I don’t understand.

He’s Russian.

What is the purpose of your visit to the USA?

It’s a conference on new computer technologies

and computer virus protection programs.

- How long will you stay in the USA? - Four days.

It’s written there. Here’s the return ticket.

- Where will you be staying? - In a hotel.

There, it’s written in the invitation.

- Welcome to the United States. - Thank you very much.

Halfwits.

- Any Ukrainian pork fat, apples? - What do you want them for?

Have you brought any goods with you? Apples? Pork fat?

What, don’t they sell them here?

You don’t understand! This is quarantine!

Are you ill?

- Listen, bro’, how do I get into town? - By taxi.

Listen, fellow countryman, where do the Russians live here?

Muscovites aren’t my countrymen.

- Are you a Ukrainian Nazi collaborator? - What?!

Never mind, bye!

Mr. Mennis, it’s Moscow on line one.

Valentin, how are things?

I’d like to congratulate you. Your partners are serious people.

I’ve received the money, so everything’s going according to plan.

Tomorrow I meet with the interested parties and we’ll discuss the deadlines.

Is everything OK with you?

Yes, everything’s fine with me.

You’re the one with the problem.

The Ukrainians said he wasn’t on board. Just like I said.

And we’ve found out who the bald guy is through the mafia.

They call him the Tartar, a contract killer with a serious rep.

He worked in Petersburg.

About a year ago he bumped off the heads of a local gang and then disappeared.

Our guys recognized him. He got on that flight.

That means they’ve hired a contract killer. And Bagrov hasn’t left.

Reinforce my bodyguard. Look for Bagrov and that museum guy.

Find out who he could have been staying with in that building

where we found the Volvo and start watching whoever it is.

And send the Ukrainians a photo of the bald guy…the Tartar.

Make them find him. That’s all.

So, what is the purpose of your visit to the USA?

New York Film Festival.

- Where are you heading? - Brighton Beach.

- How much will it cost? - Forty-five.

- Forty-five what? - Dollars.

- Can’t you give me a break? - I can’t do it.

This one.

Hello.

- Brighton Beach! - Why yell?

- I thought you didn’t speak Russian. - He thought…

You should think less, and understand more.

You’re not in Russia anymore.

The scum! They all have to jam the brakes on and have a look!

- What was it? - Another idiot…

- Me? - Who else?

- What’ve you come here for? - To see how people live.

To see…I know your type well. I’ve been driving for a long time.

First you live with friends, then you wash dishes, or shift boxes.

You get an apartment and you’ve arrived.

Wherever the bent-up American dream takes you…

You’re wrong. I love my Homeland.

Ah! A patriot! The Russian Idea! Dostoevsky! The Homeland!

And where’s your Homeland now, sunshine?

Gorbachov sold out your Homeland to the Americans to live the highlife.

And now your Homeland’s screwed up two wars and the Crimea!

Sold out all those Russians living in the Baltics and the Serbs!

Homeland!

Nowadays, your homeland is wherever your backside is warmest!

And you know that better than me. That’s why you’ve turned up here!

Have you got a brother in Moscow by any chance?

What are you gawping at, dopey? Get a move on!

Here we are.

- Danila. - Kuibeshev.

Oh, Moscow, Moscow…Russia…

Come along then, young fellows.

Young man, don’t pay any attention to the appearance.

She’s got an engine that goes like my Sonya!

- You could make it to Kiev in this. - But will she make it to Chicago?

She’ll take you to San Francisco and back!

Young man, we Russians don’t rip each other off.

Hi, where are you?

I’ve got stuck near Tula! My car’s broken down!

How are you? Ok?

- Fine. Are you going to drop in today? - No! I can’t make it today! Call me!

This is a new Muscovite. They call him the Tartar.

What an ugly mug! They’ve got all kinds in Moscow.

I saw him in the airport! He called me a Nazi collaborator, the dog.

Round-the-clock lookouts at the Metropol restaurant, where Muscovites hang out.

And you remember that hockey player, Mitya Gromov?

He came to us once. They might meet up.

- And what about this one? - Throw it away.

Alright, pal. Give me the bottle and let’s see some I.D.

What? I don’t understand a word of what you’re saying.

You’re breaking the law of the State of Illinois.

It’s against the law to drink alcohol in public.

- Your ID, please. - What is it?

What’re you talking about! Everyone’s doing it.

Over there, by the shop. Come on, I’ll show you.

Their bottles are in paper bags. I can’t see what they’re drinking.

You are openly drinking in a public place.

- Show me your passport or license. - What’s the difference? Here.

- You’re under arrest. - Give me my passport.

You’re under arrest.

Accompany me to the police car.

Get lost!

- I’m a policeman. - That’s alright, I’m a policeman too.

10-19! 10-19! Officer down!

My car…

My car is broken.

- I go Chicago. - Chicago?

Here you are.

Get in!

- Where are you from? - Eh?

From… Me… I am an American. I live in America. Where are you from?

I am Russian.

- Russian? From Moscow? - Moscow.

Russia’s very big! It’s very big!

- What’s your name? - Danila.

Danila? I'm Ben, Ben Johnson. I`m from Chicago, Illinois.

Danila Bagrov from Moscow.

I go Chicago… My brother.

Ah, to your brother?

What do you do?

Do? Me… I’m a truck driver. I drive a truck. And you?

Student. Medical institute.

- A student. Studying to be a doctor. - Yes, doctor.

I buy car in New York. Brighton Beach. Five hundred dollars.

For that car?

Russian music.

It’s new.

- New. - Put it in.

Want a girl?

- What? - A girl?

Hello, boys. How are you? Blow job? Thirty bucks. You pay ten for watching.

- No. No, no, no! - You bastards. Screw you…

Wait a minute.

- What, are you Russian? - What do you want?

Wait. Take this.

- What’s your name? - Marilyn.

- In Russian? - Dasha.

I’m Danila.

- Hey, Danila! Come on! Let’s go! - He’s calling you.

Like her?

She…Russian.

Stop! Stop!

She’s a hooker and he’s a pimp.

It happens all the time. You don’t want to get involved.

He was at Saltykova’s! The neighbor saw.

- Saltykova? - Irina Saltykova, the singer!

You know ‘blue eyes, blue eyes’… It’s her.

He was with her. We’ve checked.

So, do we beat it out of her?

- Out of who? - Saltykova.

Khakin, Khakin. If I hadn’t known you for twelve years, I’d have you…

She’s a star! The whole of Moscow knows her!

Beat it out of her...

Bug her. We’ll get him by telephone.

Ok.

How are you?

Hello, Mitya! Mitya! Hello!

It’s Danila from Moscow, Kostya’s friend. Hello!

Mitya, pick up the phone. Hello.

We have to meet up. I’ve got important information from Kostya.

Hello, Mitya, pick up the phone.

Mitya, it’s Danila...

UNTOUCHABLE TOURS Chicago Original Gangster Tour

So if you hear gunfire, you got to duck.

So everybody, duck! Get down!

Hey, good, we can bring you back alive.

Chicago, famous for John Dillinger, Bugs Moran and Alphonse Capone!

Prohibition in the 1920s.

Oh my God…

I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…

Come on, can you get up?

Can I take you somewhere?

Get in.

I’m really sorry.

I don’t want any trouble. I’m in a TV show.

I’m in a hurry, cos I’m in a TV show…

Lisa Jeffries from TV…

Lisa Jeffries.

Danila.

I’m going to take you to a hospital, ok?

- What? - A hospital!

No, no hospital.

- I should call a doctor. - No, no. I am doctor.

- Bathroom. - What?

You should go to the bathroom.

Ok.

Ok, well I got to get to work

- because I can’t miss the show. - Ok.

I’ll be back.

Come on.

- How are you? - I want Russian…prostitute.

Marilyn.

Russian…Marilyn…

- He's a snowflake. - Come on.

Where the fuck do you think you’re going?

You ain’t going over there until he tells you to go over there.

You ain’t shit motherfucker.

Hey, you got some money?

Don’t be looking over there, bitch. I dare you, look me in the eye.

Where the fuck do you think you’re going? Where you going, nigger?

Three hundred bucks.

You get out of here.

All units, all units, We have an APB on a white male

for an assault on a police officer.

Repeat, We have an APB on a white male

for an assault on a police officer. Suspect is five feet one inch,

head shaved and presumed to be Russian.

Have a seat right over here.

An officer will be in shortly to charge you.

Don’t try anything.

- So? - I told you, I’m a doctor, a tourist!

I came to see my friend Mitya Gromov, the hockey player.

I was walking, right… I’m in America for the first time.

How was I supposed to know you can’t just go walking anywhere?

In Russia you can walk anywhere.

I was on the metro, and I saw these pretty houses so I got off.

Near some kind of bar they started on me.

I didn’t even go in. I didn’t understand what they were saying.

Then they started pushing me, laughing, threatening me with a knife.

They took my money.

Are there any pretty houses over there?

- Who brought him in? - Black Jack. It’s his beat.

He didn’t bring anyone else in from over there.

No, just the Russian.

No, he says he beat up a prostitute. He’s lying.

You can go.

Fuck them niggers!

METRO CLUB

Sorry.

Good evening, Mr. Mennis.

Mitya! Pick up the phone! It’s Danila from Moscow.

Mitya, pick up the phone. Hello? Hi.

I’d given up hope of getting through to you.

We have to meet up.

It’s for your sake.

Kostya asked me to.

They killed him.

No, not on the telephone.

- No way! He won’t give it back! - You don’t worry about that.

Just tell me where he lives and I’ll sort it out.

I know the magic words.

- Come on, we’re already starting. - I’m coming, I’m coming Lyokha.

That’s his office. I don’t know where he lives.

- Listen, maybe I could… - What are you doing? Get a move on.

- Meet my friend from Moscow. - Hi, I’m Darius.

- Danila. Pleased to meet you. - Don’t interrupt his training. Come on.

- I’m coming. Tell them I’m coming. - Listen, can I crash round at yours?

Well, I’ve got a new girlfriend.

She wouldn’t understand. It’s not like that here.

You see...

Can you lend me a little money?

- How much? - Say, three hundred dollars.

No, I don’t carry that kind of cash.

I’ve got everything on credit cards. I don’t bring them to training sessions.

I’ll have a look in the changing rooms. I might have about twenty bucks.

Mitya. What’s the English for ‘Marganets’?

- Manganese. - Dmitri, come on, let’s go to work.

We got to go to work now.

- Who’s after me, you Nazi bastard? - Don’t kill me. It’s Kobonya Kosoi.

The Muscovites asked us to kill the bald Tartar.

- Where’s Kobonya? - The Lvov Restaurant!

- You’ll pay for Sevastopol, you pigs! - Don't shoot!

Speaking. Hi.

Yes, in Moscow.

Now? I’m in Birilevo.

I’ve got stuff to do here. It’ll all be over in a day or two.

Call me, ok?

Do you remember that night on the roof? Hello?

He’s in Birilevo. Who’ve we got there?

Send everyone there. Close off all the roads!

Dasha! Dasha! Over here.

What do you want? Haven’t you had enough of a beating?!

Hi.

- Well, quickly then, what do you want? - I’ve come to get you.

Russians don’t desert their own at war.

- What’s that? - What war? Have you gone mad?

Wait, I’ve got to buy a gun. Help me. I don’t know anyone here apart from you.

- What for? - I need it, Dasha.

- Have you got any money? - Yes.

I need an automatic pistol with a thirty-round clip.

That’s if you’re lucky. Two hundred bucks for me.

Done.

Translate, I don’t understand English.

- Two Gs and show the loot. - Tell him to show me the gun.

Ask him if that’s two for both of them or for just one?

For one. Show the money.

It’s dark in here.

Fuck...

I told you, I’ve come to get you.

Motherfucker.

- It’s all over. - Do you know this poem?

I discovered a great fraternity

You fucking snowflake! Marilyn!

And a path and a wood In the field every ear of corn

I'm gonna skin your ass!

The river, the sky so blue - It’s all mine, native

White motherfucker, I am gonna whack you!

It's my Homeland! I love all on this earth!

Come here, Marilyn, you fucking bitch!

Is there a back way out of here?

Hi! What are you up to?

I’m running.

Mr. Belkin, we have transferred the money.

We’re up and running, as they say…

Your reputation and your word speak for themselves.

But you are having problems.

I already told you, I’ll sort out...

Belkin! You don’t take chances with this kind of money.

What does ‘how are you’ mean?

It means ‘how are you’ or ‘how are things’.

What, they’re really interested in how I’m doing?

- No, they’re not interested. - Then why do they ask?

They just ask, for free. Everything’s for free here, except money.

I am hungry.

There’re crawfish in the lake!

They climb out right onto the pier. And no one even bothers to catch them!

- Listen, maybe he isn’t coming? - He’ll come.

Brother!

Eight years is a long time. I wasn’t even twenty then.

The university, Perestroika, America, Coca-Cola…

I got married, then I got divorced.

First I worked for an escort service in New York.

I was a call girl.

Then coke, crack…

I came to Chicago with this fat guy. He dropped me.

I got mixed up with those black bastards.

Although one shouldn’t speak ill of the dead.

Anyway, it’s all boring, dull.

You know, the last time I sat around like this was in 1984.

We went camping at the Glukhoe Lake.

Come home with us. It’s ok there.

- And what will I do there? - What are you doing here?

Well, I like it here. All the power in the world is in America!

Where’s the power, brother?

There! The power is in the money, brother.

Money runs the world, and whoever’s got the most is the most powerful.

Ok, so you’ve got a lot of money. Then what do you do?

I buy everyone.

Even me?

What does he want? Does he want some crawfish?

- What do you want? - Dirt. He says the foods dirty.

The crawfish eat the dirt from the bottom. We shouldn’t eat them.

Dirt?! What?!

You should take a look at yourself! Black as scum.

Have you read Moidodyr?!

- Viktor, leave him. - Then get lost…

Who you callin’ nigger? I'll show you.

You shouldn’t have called him a nigger.

- What is he then? - He’s an Afro-American.

What’s the difference?

Nigger, to them is rude. It offends them.

That’s what they taught me in school. In China live Chinamen,

Germans live in Germany. Jews live in Israel, and Negroes live in Africa.

I think the power’s in them.

There’s something primal, animal in them, something we lost long ago.

And that’s why they’re stronger.

White people feel it and they’re afraid of them.

- We’d better go. - They didn’t let us eat crayfish!

- What are you doing here? - Toilet.

It’s back there.

Richard, remember I asked you about a Russian hockey player from Chicago?

Just be on the look-out.

A Russian, a professional is coming after you.

I’ll send a photograph of him to you over the internet.

He’s already in Chicago. We have to look after each other.

- Can I help you, sir? - Mr. Mennis’s office.

And your name, sir?

Can I talk to Mr. Mennis?

No, no. Thank you.

He’s gone to the Metro club. He'll be back home late at night.

There’s no point in waiting. He’s let you down.

Maybe something happened?

In my opinion he’s just a pig.

He’s my brother!

Alright, let’s go see Mennis.

Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!

Menis?

Where is Menis?

Money.

Shut her up!

Let me go!

- Where is Menis? - Don't move, bitch!

In Mennis’s office.

It’s all in cash there.

I discovered a great fraternity,

And a path and a wood, In the field every ear of corn,

The river, the sky so blue - It’s all mine, native

It's my Homeland!

I discovered a great fraternity,

And a path and a wood in the field every ear of corn

The river, the sky so blue - It’s all mine, native

It’s my Homeland! I love all on this earth!

That’s great.

Let’s drink.

Tell me, American, where is the power? Is it really in money?

My brother says it’s in money.

You’ve got lots of money, so what?

I think that power is in truth. Whoever has right on their side is stronger.

You cheat someone, you get your hands on some money.

Does that make you stronger? No. You’re no stronger.

Because you don’t have truth on your side.

And the person you cheated has got truth on his side.

That means he’s stronger. Right?

Right.

Mitya Gromov. Money. Give it to me.

Well, play hockey.

What about the money I’m earning now?

It’s still being paid into Mennis’s account.

Tell them to pay it into your account.

- But the contract? - Forget about it.

And there must have been some interest on this money.

So like your brother.

- Give up, Russian! - The Russians never give up!

- Hey! What’s happening here? - Russian Mafia!

- What’s happening? - That Russian shot a Ukrainian Mafiosi.

He went to the Lvov Restaurant last night and killed him.

They’ll start firing tear gas canisters soon.

How do you know?

Don’t you watch the movies?

I’m staying!

I’m staying! I’m going to live here!

Hello! How are you? I’m Marilyn.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

- How do you say ‘I need help’? - I need help.

Ben? Ben, it’s Danila.

Ben, I need help.

Are you all gangsters?

No, we are Russians.

Dasha! Come over here!

Units, APB on a white male, twenty to twenty-five years old,

height six foot, dressed in a black coat, jeans and military boots.

Russian, does not speak English. The suspect is armed.

He is with a white female, tall with a large mouth

and a shaved head. The name is Marilyn. Russian, English-speaking.

Quickly, quickly, first class passengers, Flight 330.

Right away, sir.

- Quickly. - Yes sir.

Thank you.

Where’ve you been? The check-in has already finished.

Where’s the other passenger?

- Thanks. - Thank you.

Please, do not close the gate. SU330.

There are two first class passengers running to make it to the plane.

Your visa expired years ago.

You’ve broken the immigration law.

You won’t be able to return to the territory of the United States.

Is everything ok? Are you comfortable?

Yes?

Hi. Tomorrow, I’ll be back tomorrow.

Reserve a table for four at the Metropol.

Boy.

- Tell Boris I’ll bring him a present. - Bring us some vodka.

I’m sorry, we don’t serve drinks during take-off.

Boy, you don’t understand! Bring us some vodka!

We’re flying home!

I got it. I’ll be right back.