All language subtitles for METOD S02E05

METHOD 2

What are you doing? Put your weapons away!

Mom, I'm scared.
- Don't be afraid, everything will be fine.

Mum!

Get out of here fast!

They will kill us!

Is there anyone!

Mum! Mommy!

Who is the friend who gave you my
address? Is that You Won't Get Me?

Remember!

He knows where I live. There's my
daughter. I can't just leave it at that.

I have to find him, Rodion!
- You'll find him.

When?
- When he wants. Such is the game.

I can't wait that long. Help me.
- He draws a big picture in front of our noses.

You mean, we found the victims, but
we didn't connect them to the series?

Great. He's smart, we're
stupid. It's getting closer...

He kills, we find them, but
we don't see the connection.

Is he among us?
- Women are stupid when they give birth. Yes... And you're a hero, you don't give up.

THIRD FILM

The hand of useless
help is always bloody.

Do you see that everything Meglin says about
You Won't Catch Me can be applied to him?

So he laughed devilishly all the time he worked with me?
- Possible.

I would feel it.
- People have been living with serial killers for years, but they don't feel it.

The truth about loved ones is hard to accept.
- We're not close. - Is it? - In the past.

Okay. Let's go back
and start from scratch.

First the facts, then the conclusions.
What three things determine a criminal?

Motive...

Motive.

Opportunity. Manuscript.

What's your motive? You won't catch me?
- Sociopathy, proof of superiority.

Can Meglin be called a sociopath?
- Yes. But he... - Just the facts!

Did Meglin consider himself better
than others? Smarter? More perceptive?

There is a motive.
- There was no opportunity.

Yes, but for years he had gathered followers,
a flock, so to speak, known only to him,

who will do what he says. So there is a possibility.
- He didn't have a phone.

Or he wanted you to think so.

Finally, the manuscript. What kind of handwriting does he have? You won't catch me?
- He has no manuscript.

He kills with other people's hands.
- It's a manuscript.

That's what Meglin did. - Meglin didn't do that.
- Facts, Jesenija Andrejevna!

Arkadyevsk.

How was it there?

Reaping?

Surprise!

Caught?

Hello. - Hello.

I didn't let you move!

It hurts, let me go.
- Are you surrendering? - Not.

Your phone is ringing.

It's Taurus. Something urgent, take it!

Sit down.

Good morning. - Okay...

Tea, coffee? - Tea.

I wouldn't come... but you're both
not answering, and the matter is urgent.

Krasnodar region, mass
murder. Six people. Last night.

They were shot first...

Then the house was set on fire. It needs to be
investigated quickly, until the police rush in.

Take Fog and go.

He is sick and I will not
work with him. I do not want.

A five-year-old girl
was among those killed.

So you, Jesenija Andrejevna, can only
wish for one thing, to find the killer.

Forward!

No bugs there, no. I checked.
What I found, I threw away.

Great, right. Well done!
- Megline! - What?

You with her... cile-mile, right?

With her? Cile-mile.
- Rodion... - What? Cile-mile?

Sam. Alone. Alone. Sam. Cile-mile, yes.
Cile-mile. I do not remember.

Rather not. She wouldn't be with you.

Why not? Why? - No, she's exceptional.
- So what? - And you're a bastard.

What am I?

What, what... bastard? Bastard...

ARKADJEVSK

The bosses have arrived.

Here you go.

Let's go. - Thanks.

Get away, please. - Investigative committee.
- Are we waiting for you? - Yes. Glass.

Žarov, Chief of Police.
- Meglin. - Grachov, mayor.

Sit down. I'm glad.

Thanks for coming so quickly.

They say he is the best. It works wonders.
- They say. - Psychic!

Magician! Gild your
hand, I'll tell you everything.

The city has been informed? Journalists?

No, we have not given any
details to the press yet. Just a fire.

We control our own, we drag others.
What do we journalists need here?

They push their noses everywhere. It will be easier for
you too. When everything is clear, we will inform them.

That people don't get upset. The
accident, as they say, did not break us.

People are strong here, they are not afraid. And
that bastard needs to be found, whoever he is.

In two days it's City Day.
And not an ordinary one, but a jubilee.

If we cancel everything,
the killers will answer.

No, no, we'll celebrate, let him see!
He is right. It won't break us.

Well, for health! Young people!

Rest their souls, O Lord!

We would look at the crime scene first, if we can.
- Alexei will show you everything.

And in general, you can
count on any cooperation.

Our city was peaceful. For seven years, crime
has been at zero. He needs to be caught and...

By the law. All the best! Nice to meet you.
- All the best!

Everyone in this house burned down.
Viktor Oneško with his wife and daughter.

Masha and Sveta.

Alexei Rybakov, their neighbor.

Igor Barsov, entrepreneur,
Viktor's friend.

And Miša Pasjuk.
- Your acquaintance? Misha?

Everyone knew Misha.

He lifted Arkadyevsk out of the dust.
Made an agrocomplex, a brickyard.

And a movie theater, dolby.

People! People!

Help!

People! They will kill us!

Lju...

Why is he shouting?
- Where is the expertise?

The bodies are still with them. It will be tonight.
- So, the cause of death is still unknown.

Why do you claim to be murder and not fire?
- There are eyewitnesses. The neighbors saw everything.

Three were killed on the street,
dragged into the house and burned.

Hello, Alexei Semyonovich.
- Hello. - Hello, Kaca.

He says this is a group from Moscow.
Come on... with understanding. OK?

It burned beautifully! Nicely!

Hello.

The whole house stinks.
Tell me what you saw!

Well... I've already said it all.

Say, talk.

Well... We were already asleep when
someone started shooting in the street.

Loha went to check.
I tell him: Don't!

But he decided, he
was always reckless.

My hero.

Mum! Mommy!

And that is all? - Yes...

It's so uninteresting.

Why didn't he kill you?
He saw you. Why didn't he kill you?

Come on, lies, lies! Lies faster!
Pauses... Pauses betray us.

I would kill. Of course. With six
more. Seven. Nice number, seven sins.

Seven Simeons. Wine 777.

Have you seen him? With those eyes! Are you?
- He didn't touch us because of me.

He saw that I was a cripple.

You were lucky, weren't you?
Good uncle?

Wait outside. In the field!

What did he look like? Describe him.

He had a hood.
A shotgun in his hands.

It was dark. I didn't stare.

Maybe you remember something else? Height, voice?
- He's tall. But for me, they are all tall.

Thanks.

You better keep him on a leash.
I understand, a star from Moscow.

But the people will not understand. She lost her husband, and he made noise.
- I'll consider it.

Come on, Rodion.

Here we go!

Good day. Two rooms
on the same floor.

Done. Done.
I closed the worms.

We're going to work a little
now, so you'll get your dose.

Look, he comes and
kills six with a shotgun.

If it is alone, it is not serial but mass.
Consider, what motive may he have?

Whether it's three, five, seven, it doesn't
matter. It is important that there is a number.

Statistically, there were no
mass murders in this area.

You won't believe it, there hasn't been a murder
here in 7 years. The lowest rate in Russia.

There were fights, thefts, people
disappeared, but no one was killed!

That's not it, is it?
- Statistics.

Rodione!

No, it's not six, it's not. He
killed one, the others were unlucky.

So there is a main victim, the other witnesses?
- Yes. - Then it's Pasjuk.

The most agile, the richest. You will not
find a better person for the role of a victim.

I'm on break.

Did your father have enemies?

Everyone has enemies.
But just enough to kill...

Mom, go sit down.

Rich, rich, rich live yes!

Are you alluding to something?
That they hate us for it?

I do not think so.

My father was generous.
Benefactor.

Sports clubs. City Day.
All for his money.

He fed the whole of Arkadyevsk.
- He was a holy man.

He gave his all.
- Really? And then why are you afraid?

Why do you think we are afraid?
- How why? There are four armed men.

Come.

At first I didn't pay attention.
The guy just has a rich imagination.

Vanja! - Yes?
- Shall we look at your drawings? Here you go.

Hello. - Hello.

I'm Autumn. And you? - Vanya.

Tell me, Vanja, who is this?

The monster. He's following me.

From there.

And when did you see him?
- Yesterday. And on Sunday.

Žarov called me this morning
and said what the killer looked like.

In a hood... tall.
He wanted to send the police.

But we are not used to being afraid,
We will fight with our own strength.

Does he refer to you?
- This is a small town.

It can't be otherwise.

How old are you? - Seven.

Almost peers.
It's so big. Yours?

Yes. - Who gave it to you? - Dad.
- Nicely. I didn't have that as a child.

And where is your mom?
- She died.

Excuse me.
- I don't remember her, I was little, I was just born.

Excuse me, may I ask you?
- What?

Don't talk to a
child without me.

Here you go.

Your partner obviously needs a break.
What's he up to? Psychotropics? Opiates?

Are you a doctor?
- Not by profession.

From life. Your mother has been depressed
for many years, so you learn unintentionally.

Sorry, I...

I should have warned you. Tear
glands, impaired flow. Illness.

I cry all the time.
- Everything is fine, no warning needed. Thanks.

Come on, come on, come on!
Give it to me. There they are!

After, after. - When, after? When?
- When you give me something. - What should I give you?

I'm in trouble, in trouble.
He told you that we...

Give two white and one pink.

Take it. - My Sunshine!

He's there, hunting, you
and I have to find him!

Why are you such a bitch?
- Sorry, I need you!

Bitch!

Hard?

Why such injustice? Whenever you
need something, it is always with others.

Did you see his big one? You know how much it
costs? And most importantly, what does he need?

The boy is seven, he can't even climb.
- Seven? You say seven? - Not me. He says.

Seven. That's right, seven.
Seven, seven...

Seven, seven, seven...

What, seven?
- As you do not understand, there are always seven here. Seven deadly sins.

Seven Daring. Wine 777.
Axes, axes... understand?

His mother died seven years ago.
- There has been no crime for 7 years. So what?

Three weeks, you know?
- Not! - Give me, give, give!

Yes?
- Jesenija Andrejevna, good afternoon. This is Zharov. You said, as soon as something arrives.

The results of the expertise have come.

All six were killed by a shortened
hunting weapon... shot in the face.

Send me copies.
- No, the matter is more serious. You better come.

Yes, and take your partner.
There will be work for him here.

All right, here we go.

Later! Here we go!

Who is this?
- Karjakin Petar Anatoljevic, former police chief.

He is the Forest Spirit, a serial killer.

He was a law enforcement officer
during the day, and a werewolf at night.

The case is closed?
- That's right, we caught him. You know how he killed?

He shot himself in the face from a short distance.

Why the Forest Spirit?
- He attacked on the outskirts, in forests, parks.

Further?

Larisa Karjakina, his daughter,
was married to Andrej Pasjuk.

Vanja's mom? Andrej said she died.
- Well... almost.

Shumski killed the last one in front of
her. She did not want to marry Andrej.

Her father made her.
Dynastic marriage.

The daughter of a cop and
the son of a big businessman.

That didn't work, and Larissa started cheating
on him. Karjakin talked to his daughter.

One time, another time, without success.
Then he found her in the car with her lover.

He stabbed her to death,
and he... was shot in the eye.

That is what gave Šumski, the manuscript.
We arrested him, and Larissa lost her mind.

When Karjakin was imprisoned, she reached
the insane asylum. After leaving it...

Alcohol, narcotics and the like. Now he hangs
out somewhere in the city, selling his body.

Damn! Get away from me, get away!
- You think they're killing Karjakin? - Thought!

A report from prison has arrived. Karjakin
died three weeks ago from tuberculosis.

And then what is happening?
Returned from that world?

Go outside! - Comrade from Moscow!
- I say, get out, don't embarrass me!

What are you clinging to here for me? What do
you need? What do you need? What do you need?

Get out of here! I said, be nice! If not, march out!
- Rodion!

Who the hell are you talking to?

He seems a little upset. - And what happened?
- Nothing. - Then it's okay.

Who did you see there? Who did you talk to?
- I never saw or talked to anyone.

My conscience is clear. The ashes of the Class
are nowhere to be seen. 24 hours. 24 hours.

At any time of the day or night. Understood?
- Clear, clear.

Is someone waiting for you at home or not?
Maybe... stay?

I didn't understand.
- Nothing... Business trip, you're alone, it's me. The world is behind the window.

Cold and raw. What? And he... we'll hide him. Lie there and don't peek!
- Goodnight.

And who is with Vera?
- Senior Advisor Steklov Andrei Sergeyevich.

He is such a grandfather with her, as
if he had been waiting for it all his life.

You know what he told me? - What?
- Sorry he didn't see you grow up.

Obviously it compensates.

He never told me that.

Come on, finish it there
and come. We wanted to.

I also. Kisses. See you.
- We see.

A moment!

Damn it, Meglin!
- Give me the money. It has to be paid.

Seriously?
- What, am I not human? Everyone wants love. Both soldier and sailor.

How many?
- Give me as much as you don't regret.

Come on, don't wait.

Come on, I'll cook three.
Come on, come on...

You like liqueur, don't you?

You're not going to sleep, are you?

Larissa? - He's kidding.

Come here, Shala.

Say... What you told me.
You can to her, she is ours.

I saw him. - Who did you see?

Dad. - Dad!

Talk, talk, don't be afraid.

And you will stand up for me?
Will you protect me?

Will you stay here to live?
- Come on, talk! Where did you see Dad?

Near the Pasjuk house.

Get up and talk. Come on.
When did you see Dad?

Come on, come on, say it!

Come on, come on!

I saw him today.

Today, and before.

He drove past when
he killed them all.

And I saw him yesterday.
He passed by...

And he looked straight at me.

Are you sure?

Don't I know Dad?

He died.

Yes. That's right!

When I saw him, I
thought: He is not alive!

True, we, too, are not alive.

Why didn't you tell the police?

Am I a fool? Should I tell the cops everything?
- And you're open with us?

I like you.

Your eyes are clean.

And for the money, of course.

You have a lot of it, don't you?
I saw. Will you give me more?

Of course I will.

Of course, I will...

And what were you doing
near the Pasjuk house?

I didn't do anything! I was just
passing by, do you understand?

Why she... Why she me...

I didn't do anything, I just passed by!
- Take liqueur, take liqueur. Take it.

Done... Done, done...

Done, done...

Calm down, calm down...

Did you see her hands?
- Good hands. Nice.

She is a drug addict. And crazy.

Can we trust her? It seemed to her.
- And who to trust, if not them?

To them, who touched the bottom.

Drug addicts. To the beggars.

They have nothing to lose.
And they have no need to lie.

So we're ghost hunters?

If a man is dead according to
documents, and not dead according

to everything else, then
the problem is... documents.

I'll get some water.

I love you.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

Comrade Major, I'm waiting for you.

Seriously?
- Use of weapons with a fatal outcome. I know they are in your family

all working days. But
I need to talk to you.

By phone?
- Of course not. I know a beautiful place.

Do you like it here?
- Except for obvious reasons, an exceptional place to study

social psychology. Everyone has clear
motives, which are realized through ritual.

If you hadn't signed Autumn's license,
she wouldn't have worked with Meglin.

Look, look... Everyone says
to themselves: I'm not a whore.

An artist. Model. A toy. But sooner
or later, everyone will sleep for money.

Once. And then the second time, the third.

And?
- I say, there are inevitable things. Like your wife will

working with Meglin
no matter what.

Sign my license. - Services for service.
- What do you want? - Meglin's file.

Have a good evening!

I do not understand the purpose of this excursion.

Remember our agreement
to protect our girls?

Yes?
- It is in this place that Rodion Meglin is entered in the book of births.

In a village that didn't
exist when he was born.

This is from the material
of his file. Which is fake.

It's clear.

But there is a real one. You
realize I can't jump over my head.

Not my level. And you...

You can try to
clarify something.

Why do you think this is important?

Because my wife works with him. Your
daughter. We need to know who Meglin is.

Okay.

You're bleeding!

Good investigator.

All according to methodology.

I'm not an investigator. Trust
between us is important to me.

Trust is based on deeds.

Which I don't really notice.

You keep trying to portray
Meglin as a good, harmless lunatic.

Such tactics are usually chosen by those
close to serial killers. Mothers, women...

First they don't notice, then they justify.
- Let's get back to the facts. - All right, here!

In Arkadyevsk, Meglin encouraged
a person to kill a close relative.

You won't deny that?