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I propose a toast to Marina Evgeneevna.

16 years have passed!

Yes, 16! Incredible!

- What's 16 years to us? - Nothing at all!

So I propose a toast to a wonderful woman...

and wish we'll always be together.

Thank you everyone!

I still can't believe you're here...

Why not!

I was coming to Geneva anyway,

your name's in the phone book

and it's your daughter's birthday.

How could it be otherwise?

- What's he saying? - I'll tell you later...

Are you here on vacation?

On business actually.

But I hope I'll have time to relax as well.

What kind of business?

Do you know him?

Irina!

I too want to propose a toast.

To my father's memory!

I'm thinking of him...

He knows...

Let's have music!

Do you still sing?

No.

Look, Ira when she was little.

A litte snowflake.

When I brought her here,

I wanted to offer her freedom,

but she couldn't care less about my presents.

Have you got your fill of old memories now?

Come sit with us.

Did you go to classes today?

Arrested yesterday by Swiss police, at the request of Interpol, at the Geneva Airport.

Some consider Ivan Tashkov a loyal man standing up to an authoritative regime.

Others see him as the godfather of the Russian mafia.

Tashkov's extradition to Russia...

will be discussed...

How revolting.

You're a typical Soviet product.

You don't know a thing about it! Tell her!

What?

That these new Russians have ruined our country!

Since when is it "our country"?

She won't even let me go there!

Ira, I've got a proposal for you...

A job.

Thanks, but I'm not looking for one.

Wait, what kind of job?

As a translator.

Well paid, of course.

No, thanks.

She meant: "Yes, thanks very much!"

Mama! I've got my studies!

She's spent the last two months...

crossing the lake back and forth on the shuttle!

Hello, may I help you?

You can't go in there! No!

Sorry for being late, traffic jams.

There aren't any jams in Geneva.

In Moscow, there are!

Alright, I'll be going...

Counsellor Mayard, I would like to introduce Irina Dobrovolskaya,

our new translator.

Irotchka,

you're the translator, so translate.

My name is Ira Dobrovolskaya. I'm your new translator.

I'm afraid, Miss, there's been a misunderstanding.

Jeanne, explain to Mr. Selov that you are our translator.

Sir, I am your translator.

Tashkov demands a different one.

- Tashkov? - Translate.

Your client wants to change translators.

In Switzerland it's the attorney who decides who to hire.

No need.

Ira is going to translate.

What are your references?

Have you ever worked as a court translator?

I once translated an article for a small magazine.

Fantastic!

Let's be serious! Tashkov isn't in prison for disturbing the peace! This is a delicate case...

Christ, what a pain! Ira, tell him either you do the translation or he can go to hell!

But I can't translate that!

What did he say?

That you're driving him nuts. And either you work with her or you can go to blazes.

Geneva's really a small town.

Just like Tambov...

Why didn't you tell me you work for Tashkov?

I love surprises.

But why me?

Because you're the best.

How do you know?

I just know.

As of now, you're a machine. Nothing personal, no intimate relationships.

Lastly, everything that happens here concerns solely my client and myself.

No declarations to the press.

No interviews, nothing. Not even for your boyfriend.

I don't have a boyfriend.

He says we're 6 minutes late.

Sorry, traffic jams.

He says traffic jams are in Moscow. Here in Geneva it's watches and chocolate...

I'd like you to meet Miss Ira Dob...

- Dobrovolskaya. - That's it.

I know.

Sit down.

Yesterday I presented my motion for provisional release with house arrest instead.

As the Court is waiting for additional charges from Moscow,

I'd be surprised if Judge Pacary rules in our favour.

Nevertheless these new counts of indictment...

mean charges thus far made haven't entirely satisfied the Court.

That's a good sign, a small victory.

Why did you leave Russia?

How...

do you know I left it?

I can tell.

What's going on?

Mr. Tashkov is interested in my past.

I warned you!

You haven't answered me.

I was seven years old.

That's too young. You know nothing.

So?

Let us move on to the main question.

In your own interest I need to know...

what we can expect from these new charges from Moscow.

He doesn't know.

Reflect, it's important!

Knowing is your job.

So you insist that all your business activity

in Russia and abroad was totally legitimate...

and the accusations against you were falsified to hide...

some political intrigue?

And you've never been involved in dealing in pharmaceuticals?

You're going to be asked this question!

He says you shouldn't be so nervous, otherwise you'll lose his case.

I hope I have no reason to be nervous.

You know best.

Don't say, "He says that"!

Translate in the first person!

- Alright. - Fine!

Very well, now we just have to wait.

Did you grow up without your father?

My father's dead.

I see.

You're hurting.

You're not going to work for the Mafia!

Everyone's entitled to a defence!

You could have found something better.

Turn off that TV.

I don't waste my time on the shuttle anymore, I work and make good money!

Dirty money you mean!

No dirtier than yours!

You're exaggerating.

Ira's right, it's just a well-paid job.

Nothing more.

Oleg, it's your life.

Do with it whatever you please,

but don't get my daughter mixed up in it.

- Mama! - Shut up!

Please go now.

Mama, if you want, I'll drop the job.

Do you want me to?

So what's so urgent?

I want to replace the translator.

She doesn't speak good French,

doesn't know the professional jargon, has no experience and keeps chatting with Tashkov.

What's your name?

She just needs to get it wrong once and...

My name's Alice.

She stays.

You work with her.

End of story.

Tell me why you need an inexperienced translator?

You know the old saying:

don't change horses...

in mid-stream.

You might drown.

In that case, I must tell you I might withdraw.

Don't be stupid.

Do what you have to do...

and everything will be fine.

Just don't do anything dumb, OK?

Mama, calm down, otherwise you'll scare off your date.

I feel guilty about the way I treated him last time!

Oleg hasn't changed.

And it's been ages since I had dinner with a man.

- Oleg Kuzmitch is not a man. - Oh, really?

He's a family friend.

Did you call about the new job?

Yes, everything's fine.

Fine? Speak Russian!

It's OK, they offered me a job. For a newspaper.

As a translator. With the Le Temps. They need a journalist who speaks Russian.

How much will they pay you?

Not much, but it'll do.

When do you start?

I've already started...

Really? That's great.

Vincent called.

He calls every day.

You should call him back, it's not nice of you.

Mama...

You're so beautiful.

"We are going to read the manuals...

despite its title."

"All our dreams

become reality."

"We shall each love

and be loved in return."

"It is better if one more becomes one less."

Ira, get up.

What is it?

He who rises early receives the grace of God.

C'mon, get up, let's go.

- Where to? - You'll see.

What about Mama?

Mama's asleep. We'll be quiet.

Does this belong to Tashkov?

Yes,

I haven't earned enough yet for this.

Eat, eat.

To us!

Oleg Kuzmitch, Why did you bring me here?

You can know someone by everything they touch.

Tashkov makes a point of not touching anything at all.

Everything's in its place in his life.

And he has no wife.

Right?

There was one woman he loved.

Only one.

In Russia.

I can't imagine him being in love.

She died ten years ago.

He has a daughter.

You two have the same smile.

So how's your new boss?

- Mayard? - Are you friends already?

Oh no, he's so... cold.

- Is he a famous attorney? - Yes.

Yes and he knows exactly what he wants.

He never seems to lose control.

Finished? C'mon, I'll take you back.

- But I wanted to see the house... - Next time. Let's go.

Hello.

The great minds finally meet!

I thought the examining magistrate couldn't ask questions...

What questions? Just a polite exchange... I need to talk to you.

You are certainly aware that this morning Albert Lecka,

CEO of the Conrad Bank, was found dead in his office.

He didn't know.

Judge Pacary didn't tell you?

No, he just spoke to me about my financial situation.

Lecka committed suicide, a bullet to the head.

And when falling he started a fire.

The very day after your accounts were blocked. Quite a coincidence, no?

What if someone links his suicide to your case?

- Who knows about this? - Me, for example.

And if I know, then...

He doesn't... I don't know any Lecka.

You really think I give a shit about a banker who killed himself?

What matters to me is what happens in my country!

You don't know anything about Russia.

Little matters what your mother tells you.

Nobody can tell you what you haven't experienced for yourself.

How do you know what my mother tells me?

You're pretty.

You have nice eyes.

That's enough for today.

And hands...

Your mother must be just as beautiful.

She wanted to break with her past. That's her right.

But you must make your own choice.

Goodbye, Mr. Tashkov.

Wait...

Light a candle for me in church.

I don't know how.

You'll learn.

It's not easy working with him or you.

Or is it with Russians in general?

I haven't the faintest idea.

I've got the feeling you two have something in common. A mystery.

What is it, the past?

I met him for the very first time last week.

A candle, please.

Here, it's for him.

Thank you.

What am I supposed to say?

I don't know. Nothing, I think.

Just meditate on the person for whom you're lighting it.

It's me.

Listen carefully:

you'd better send Alice away until the end of the trial.

Yes, immediately.

If I could drop it, I would have done so already.

Yes, I'm scared.

Did you call the police?

Making waves before the trial isn't a good defence tactic.

But if they wanted to kill you, why are you still alive?

You aren't hurt?

You could have been!

I could have died...

Why is it so dark?

Do you think they're here?

Let's go see!

Wow!

It's Cheburashka.

But he's Russian!

When I was little...

Cheburashka's a hero! A fantastic hero!

Seems he never gives up and always smiles!

He came to save us!

Is it true he looks like a Russian?

Are these books in Russian yours?

They belong to my wife.

Ex-wife. She was Russian.

She's still Russian but no longer with me.

She never taught me Russian.

Wait... I'll read you something.

"We are parting for good, my friend, that's that."

"Draw an empty circle on your yellow pad."

"This will be me: no insides in thrall".

"Stare at it a while, then erase the scrawl."

Beautiful, except I didn't understand a thing.

It's about childhood, right?

- What is it? - There aren't any Russian books here...

I warned you: transmitting anything is absolutely forbidden.

We've received additional evidence from Moscow.

Doesn't that interest you?

- They've got nothing. - True, there's not much evidence,

a few tax-related documents,

but there's also an audiotape. That ring any bells?

It's the recording of a phone conversation with an unknown individual.

According to it you handle or handled the distribution of a Swiss drug,

"Promeran", in Russia.

"Promeran" has not been approved by your Health Ministry,

and therefore its distribution is prohibited in the Russian Federation.

Are you accusing him?

This is a provocation.

- This conversation never took place. - Such a great memory!

He wants to hear the tape.

You'll quickly have the opportunity.

Judge Pacary is waiting for us, in his office.

He finally has a motive to question you.

I have nothing to tell him.

Officially, Pacary can cancel the verification

of the tape only if you admit the voice is yours.

"Behold, the day of the Lord is coming,

cruel, with fury and burning anger,

to make the land a desolation;

and He will exterminate its sinners from it..."

Never again make remarks in front of Tashkov!

Sorry.

Are you afraid your client really knows what happened?

Nothing happened.

Ivan? It's me.

Listen, everything's OK.

The Promeran is ready.

About time.

We'll have everything tonight.

1,000 boxes.

OK. How much?

Prices have been climbing. He's scared.

The son of a bitch!

OK, our guys are gonna call him back once more to check.

Don't call me again about it.

We forget the whole thing, understood?

OK, I'll wait for the signal.

Bye.

Do you recognize your voice in the recording?

We'll listen to it as many times as necessary.

To help you remember.

I want them out, all of them.

What?

I want them to leave. I want to talk to my attorney.

I'd like you to leave the room for a few minutes.

I have to talk to my attorney. It's my right. You must leave us alone.

Incredible!

You've got 10 minutes, you understand? Not one more! Come on.

I can't build your defence on what I hear in the media!

Do you have any idea who you're preaching to?

I think he's angry.

Who's the second person in the recording?

You're right,

we have nothing more to do here. Let's go.

Tell him to remain seated.

Sit down!

Sit down, Mr.!

That conversation never took place. It's a forgery.

We'll demand an expertise.

- But it's his voice. - Are you sure?

Perfect!

The tape will be then accepted as material of evidence...

and we'll play it in Court.

What did he say?

He says I have to go to Moscow.

The original recording

of the conversation is there.

If we find it, we can win the case.

Don't worry, you won't be alone.

I'm going.

You'll see your father.

But my father is dead!

He's alive.

He died only for her.

How do you know?

Believe me, I know.

My client refuses to answer any more questions. We demand a voice expertise.

To counter these new accusations, we'll find new evidence to prove my client's innocence.

That's all, thank you.

I don't want you to go to Russia!

It's not just my decision, it's destiny,

I can't help it!

Tashkov has nothing to do with it! It's just that he knows.

I need to understand, I must! This is his only chance!

You want him to be freed too, don't you?

If you go, I'll withdraw from the case.

- You won't. - Oh yeah?

No.

You're right, why should I worry about some translator?

Antoine Butler.

Does my name ring any bells?

Pharmaceutical company?

We have very little time.

Do you understand that Lecka's been killed?

Yes.

Do you realize who's next?

Me!

I've been already summoned by the examining magistrate!

I don't quite follow...

You know exactly what I mean!

If the people who dealt with Tashkov in Switzerland start dying, I'm next in line.

Did you have any dealings with Tashkov?

A few deliveries...

Are there any documents proving your collaboration?

No, Tashkov was to take care of everything...

So you don't have a thing to worry about.

Lecka possessed some pretty compromising documents but...

he committed suicide.

Good.

If you simply deny everything,

you won't have any problems.

Hello, darling...

Mama, I need to talk to you.

Yes?

I'm going to Moscow.

Where?

It's for work. Don't worry, it's only for two days.

Moscow? Are you insane?

It's out of the question.

What's this job anyway?

I don't understand who are you going with nor what you'll do there.

No, no and no. I forbid you.

- And why? - Why?

Because you don't know anything!

It's dangerous there, human life means nothing, criminals there steal...

and murder. That's why.

You just don't want me to see Papa again!

Is he alive?

Is he alive?

I don't know...

Then all this time...

you've lied to me?

Alive or dead...

- for us, he's dead. - How could you?

Did he ever remember you just once?

Alive...

You're the one who left him, not me.

To Russia!

After all, it's your homeland!

And you, you're scared!

Naturally, I've always wanted to go,

but why me?

Why not you?

You must be kidding.

I'm under surveillance.

I'm Tashkov's Russian attorney.

If I go to Moscow,

the "welcome committee" will be waiting...

for sure.

But you, who are you?

Nobody'll notice if you're absent two days.

You'll blend into Moscow and disappear.

It's Ivan...

who wants you to go.

And when Ivan wants something...

I can see you haven't changed your mind.

Too bad you're not coming with me.

Take care of yourself.

Actually, Oleg doesn't like this Volga,

but I didn't want to buy...

a flashy model. Why attract attention?

Oleg is like a son to me.

My name is Nina Ivanovna.

Delighted.

It's my nephew, I'm his aunt.

So, you're here for two days on business.

I'll put you up at my place.

As for money, don't worry, I'll give you some, as much as you need.

Moscow's beautiful, isn't it?

I love it too, especially at night.

Please... come in.

This is where I live.

Wait till I turn on the lights...

and you see this jewel.

Oleg bought it for me.

He was so generous.

And I chose the design!

Come here. Sit down.

You see?

I just received it today from South America!

Collecting butterflies...

is old-fashioned,

so I chose beetles.

My pretty ones!

So young and already an attorney?

I... Yes...

Bravo, Ivan! How beautiful.

We need young people!

You're not much of talker.

That's not bad.

What's happening over there?

You'd think it's the Far West!

They arrest a politician in broad daylight and put him in jail.

What a mess!

Wait...

here's the cassette.

Hide it well.

It's the original.

Guard it like a treasure.

Our Secret Service hates it...

when we prove them wrong.

And tell Ivan Federovitch

we won't forget him.

We're working on it,

even higher upstairs.

Do what you have to do.

What a man!

A mountain!

A hero!

We must help him far from home!

Do what you need to do

and the motherland won't forget you.

Now go. Time is precious.

- When are you going back? - Tomorrow.

Good.

May God protect you! I'll have you driven back.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Sure you won't get lost?

I'll be fine, I just want to walk, thanks.

Excuse me,

but who was that?

I mean, your boss.

Are you kidding me?

You really don't know?

- No. - I must be dreaming!

May I help you?

I've come to see Batalov, Sergei Yurevitch.

I'm Batalov.

Is it for the elections or a survey? Well, come in...

Papa.

Seryozha, who's there?

It's just for the elections.

Well, come in.

She's probably a student.

They probably visit 200 apartments a day. She must be exhausted...

- Maybe I should make tea? - No, don't bother.

- Tea with sugar, it's a must. - No, wait...

- Papa, I... - Yes, it's me.

A coward, bastard and total egoist.

By the way, did you come with your mother?

No, I've thought so much about you...

Yes, and I know exactly what. I've read, lots.

Papa, can you fix this?

Again...

Who are you?

A lady, can't you see?

How do you know her?

Why do you think I know her?

It's because he knows my mother!

Go play now.

How are you?

Very well. I repair things.

Still, I have a Ph.D. in technical sciences.

But there's not much here for you...

How's your mother...

and her career in the free world?

Mama's well.

I go to college.

I'm not married.

And does your mother have a family?

No, she never remarried. First, she brought me up, and then...

I see.

Are you here for long?

Only two days.

For work.

I was thinking about coming back longer in the summer...

In Russian we say: "for a longer time".

For a longer time.

But what are you going to do here? You don't have anybody.

I was already a burden for you when you left,

so now...

Or is it that you need something?

I'm sorry, I have to go.

Come, let us have a little drink.

The vodka will warm you up.

To your health, my little one.

It's really strong!

What's the matter? Calm down, my little one, calm down.

Don't blame him.

I'm sure he's feeling very guilty by now.

Lying in bed with his woman,

thinking of you.

You and your mother.

But what can he do now?

Abandon everything all over again?

Don't think of him as your father...

but as a stranger.

And try to forgive him.

If it pleases God, maybe one day you'll meet again.

When you'll both need each other.

Tomorrow, you have a long way to go.

Sleep now, my little one.

Good night.

Ivan, is that you?

I've found him.

About time.

Obviously he loves your daughter but I offered him money.

- OK. How much? - Who cares?

He exaggerated so much it made me laugh.

The son of a bitch!

In a word, I explained everything clearly to him. I think he got it.

OK, our guys are gonna call him back once more to check.

Don't call me again about it.

We forget the whole thing, understood?

Understood, I'm not dumb.

If ever your daughter finds out...

- OK, bye. - Bye.

Hello.

Please empty your pockets.

Just a minute.

Everything's in order. You can go through.

- Goodbye. - Have a good trip.

Give.

What?

Oh, sorry! Of course!

So, how was it?

Over there everything's so... big.

It's strange with everybody speaking Russian.

No problems?

I did exactly as you told me.

But they... how do you say?

- Tailed you? - Yes.

- How many? - Two men.

But I lost them.

Bravo.

How about my aunt? How is she?

Good, very good. She's wonderful.

Alright. Get some rest.

Now everything is going to start up for good.

What do they have over there?

In the shops?

Nestlé, Toblerone...

You've got nothing else to tell me?

If you want to know if I've seen my father, the answer is yes.

He's married.

He's got a magnificent wife.

Tall, beautiful, with blue eyes.

Magnificent!

And they were very happy to see me.

But there's another version.

He didn't recognize me...

and later told me he's a cowardly bastard...

and apparently I wrote him so in a letter.

Maybe you can tell me what else I've written him?

Everything I did, I did for you.

I left for you,

I divorced for you, because he refused to let us leave.

Yes, I signed it in your name.

I'm sorry.

Do you realize I have a little brother there?

Maybe we can save him?

We'll write to his wife that Papa is a cowardly bastard.

Then they'll divorce so she and my little brother can join us in Switzerland,

and they'll be grateful all their lives!

You little bitch!

Mama, speak Russian!

Now that the original recording confirming the forgery by Russian authorities...

Did you see your dad?

He's dead.

- Don't lie! - At least, for me.

No, you haven't the right!

He asked me if I needed anything.

What were you expecting him to ask you?

Who you vote for?

Mr. Tashkov,

the recording's at Mr. Selov's. I'd like to know its contents.

You have no right to judge him.

I'm not judging him.

He wants to know what's on the tape.

The hell with him!

- I listened to it too. - So what?

Do you have a daughter?

How old?

Think she'll forgive you? Or that I would be in her place?

- What's going on? - Nothing.

- I was telling him about Moscow. - You've nothing better to tell him?

She was with a guy.

He was killed in a fight. I had nothing to do with it.

Now she's happy, otherwise she'd be a widow.

You assumed the right to decide.

You decided for him.

Now you want to do the same with me?

Mr. Tashkov no longer has any problems...

Maybe your father doesn't realize it but he needs you.

Nobody needs me. Not my father, not you.

Only perhaps Mr. Mayard, without me he doesn't understand a thing.

Are you talking about me?

No.

Soon I'll be out of here.

What do you want from me?

For you to return home.

This time for good, by choice.

Thank you very much, Ivan Fedorovitch. Thanks for everything.

Psalm 31.

Verse 8.

Yes.

Where?

Has something happened?

OK. Thank you.

- What's up? - I don't know.

What's happened?

The tape is empty.

What do you mean, empty?

I listened to it!

- When? - In Moscow.

Everything was on it. Tashkov. You. The conversation.

About his daughter, right?

You let it out of your hands? Even for a single minute?

- No. - You sure?

Yes, once. At customs.

He left with it, 2 or 3 minutes tops...

My God... forgive me.

They erased it.

Or changed it!

It's all my fault!

My God, what have I done!

Calm down.

You did fine. You couldn't change anything.

What'll we do now?

The question is: how did they find out?

How did they learn you were in Moscow and had the tape?

I don't know.

Think.

Only 5 people knew about your trip:

me, Tashkov, your mother, Aunt Nina...

and Mayard.

What do you mean?

Mayard?

But he's Tashkov's attorney!

Tashkov's an important figure.

Russia no longer wants people like him. They hold too much power.

You never know what to expect from them.

The government will go to great lengths to get rid of Tashkov.

They'd do anything to buy off his attorney.

What'd they offer him? Money?

Fear

is a far stronger currency.

My God...

You can help...

Just press here, that's all. Recording then starts.

Try to make some noise at the same time.

This is the hardest part: his mike.

Clip it under the table as close as possible to the target source.

The closer the better.

You're a good little soldier.

Ivan will be proud of you.

Did the judge set the opening date of the trial?

You ask strange questions. I told you yesterday...

it starts the day after tomorrow. Have you already forgotten?

I'm scared. What if they call me to testify?

I know lots. I've been in contact with Tashkov.

Don't worry, they won't call you.

But I am worried. What'll we do?

You work for me, so it's my problem. What a bizarre conversation.

Is that why you wanted to meet?

No, I'm sorry.

I don't know what's come over me.

Must be my nerves.

Who knows? Take vitamins.

I need you at your best at the trial!

I won't forget.

I think I'll go now, sorry. See you tomorrow.

The following questions...

are from the Witness Examination Commission,

transmitted by the Prosecutor of the Russian Federation, Mr. Petrovsky.

We will now question Mr. Tashkov.

You lied to me all this time?

You work for Tashkov?

As you can see - not anymore.

What have you done?

- Yes... - Yes what? Yes what?

I used to work and now I don't.

What happened?

- What did they do to you? - Nothing.

I'm the one who did everything.

You can be proud of me.

Mama, I'd like to be alone.

What will you tell the Judge?

You're going to the trial...

and say that Tashkov is innocent, that you know nothing at all.

Please, do what I say.

You are telling me this?

Are you afraid?

Forgive me.

Mr. Tashkov,

do you do business in Switzerland?

No.

Very well. Let me rephrase my question:

Do you have business relations with Switzerland?

No.

Do you have business partners in Switzerland?

I keep my money in Swiss banks.

Mr. Tashkov,

is the drug "Promeran" familiar to you?

Objection, Your Honour!

Objection overruled. Answer the question.

No.

Your Honour, if you allow, we'd like to introduce Exhibit 14-1.

I need to talk to her.

Talk to her?!

You've come to talk to her?!

You've ruined my daughter's life, you, the faithful friend of the family!

Do you really think I won't protect her?

Stay out of it. Nobody forced her.

Marina, you're still protecting her

but you've already lost her.

Mr. Butler, do you know this man?

I've seen him on television.

Have you ever met anyone connected to or representing him?

No.

I would be very happy to do business with Russia,

but the market's in our competitors' hands.

Well...

I'm afraid the only thing we can reproach my client with is that...

he's a prominent businessman who keeps his money in Swiss banks.

I don't see how the recording of a telephone conversation...

with an unknown individual...

could be used as proof of my client's participation in illegal business.

Not at all!

Does the prosecution have any questions?

Your Honour, may I?

Do you have anything to add?

I will speak in Russian.

Mr. Butler.

You said you've never met Mr. Tashkov...

nor any of his representatives.

Yes.

Then why did you carry on...

secret negotiations with my colleague, the defence attorney, Counsellor Mayard?

- Objection, Your Honour! - Witness will answer the question.

I never met Mr. Mayard before today!

Are you sure?

In that case,

I submit to the Court Exhibit N1-1.

When does the trial start?

You ask bizarre questions. We talked about it yesterday.

It starts the day after tomorrow, have you forgot?

What if they call me to testify?

- Don't worry... - What do you mean, don't worry?

Of course I worry. How are you going to get me out of this? With money?

You work for me, so it's my problem.

OK. I'm sorry.

Must be my nerves.

Your Honour.

I hope the Court...

will forgive this little hoax on the part of the defence.

Obviously Mr. Butler never worked with Counsellor Mayard.

Probably they've never even met. In any event,

they never had the conversation...

as it's a pure fabrication,

just like the conversation presented by the prosecution.

We undertook this illegal act...

only to demonstrate...

how easy it is to fabricate such evidence,

which turns out to be...

the only infallible proof...

against my client!

Therefore,

if you accept the authenticity of the evidence against Mr. Tashkov,

you must equally accept the authenticity of the evidence that discredits one of the attorneys...

involved in this trial.

"I will instruct you...

and teach you in the way you should go."

"I will counsel you

and watch over you..."

The Court has found Ivan Tashkov not guilty...

and he was immediately released.

Here he is now, for a declaration...

Where'd you come from, my angel?

Sorry, I was sick.

Don't worry! It's all over now.

You did what you had to do. Come, we're going to celebrate!

Oleg?

- Have you seen Ivan? - Not yet.

- Go see him anyway. - Sure.

Are you happy?

You're not?

What about "Promeran"?

Ivan did sell it in Russia, didn't he?

You're such a child. Sell it, not sell it.

What matter?

Obviously he sold it.

He made so much dough out of it!

But do you believe it's Promeran that counts?

It's all politics!

What is the truth?

There is no truth, only points of view.

Get it?

Yeah, I get it!

Irotchka, go and congratulate the hero of the day.

You're part of the victory too.

I know.

Ivan Fedorovitch...

Oh, our saviour!

Where have you been?

Congratulations. You won.

Thanks.

You too. Or maybe not?

Yes.

I wanted to tell you as well:

Because there's a smile on the face of the doll,

laughing, we'll stumble and take our fall.

And then the wise elders, long out of the strife, will pronounce gravely that such is life.

Because the soul in the body is mired,

life will be better than we desired.

Into the dough pure lard we'll fold.

That way it's tastier: so we were told.

I don't really care for her.

She thinks too much.

I thought it was them.

I know it sounds vulgar and banal,

but I had no choice.

I have a little girl.

They say the grass is greener on the other side,

but I don't believe it.

What about "Promeran"?

Ivan did sell it in Russia, didn't he?

Obviously, he sold it. But do you believe it's Promeran that counts?

What about "Promeran"?

Ivan did sell it in Russia...

I simply needed to leave. Alone.

I need to understand what I want in life.

To understand by myself, you see.

To go on living and never regret anything.

Are you there?

I'll come back, I promise.

Mum...

I love you!