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DECEMBER 24, 2018

Are you cold?

Your love keeps me warm.

Actually, I'm freezing.

Let me warm you up.

Cinnabon, why don't you stay?

Honey bun, you know I have to go.

I'll call you every day.

- Every hour! - Okay.

It will be the worst day of my life.

I'll be looking at my bracelet and thinking at you.

Me, too.

Promise me next year we'll spend New Year's Eve together.

I promise.

And the next one, and all the New Years after that, just you and I.

- Promise? - Promise.

Run!

What?

I said run! I've got her.

Okay, get lost.

I'm out of here.

- Vitalik, let's go. - Go home and sleep it off!

- Drunkard... - Never mind him. Let's go.

Women are evil!

You've been warned!

I warned you.

If...

If they tell you...

Tell you...

If they tell you this train has left

We'll say we'll wait for the next one

And to kill the time on the platform

We'll set the table and rink for love!

And we'll...

Have you ever had a feeling

like you live someone else's life?

I mean,

you have everything, but in here...

something is wrong.

Like you're stuck in a rut,

and you're plodding along,

unable to leave it, and there's only emptiness ahead,

and suddenly you realize that

your life is useless

and nobody wants you.

Here.

Nobody wants you.

Eat it!

NINE MONTHS EARLIER

Okay...

Super.

One more. Say cheese!

Zhenia, I'll be late.

- Are we done? - Just a sec...

And...

Yes!

Okay, guys, I'm out of here.

I don't want to miss the train because of your show.

- Bye. See you. - Bye.

Call me when you arrive.

Dad, I should be going, too.

Why is that?

Aren't you having fun? It's my first show.

No, it's cool.

It's just I've seen these pics a thousand times.

They are cool, they are black and white.

I mean, it sort of shows that it's art.

Right. You're going to bask in glory, and what am I supposed to do?

Well?

Well...

- Okay. Get out of here. - Okay, bye. Thanks.

Kostia! Don't stay out long.

Your mom will nag me.

Expressiveness is Yevhen's calling card.

He portrays people in the moments

when they exude these, you know, invisible force.

This deluge of emotions has always impressed me.

That's why his works...

Myrosia. Excuse me, where is our photo artist?

Here somewhere. Yevhen Horobchyk...

Yevhen Horobchyk has his own view of the reality.

His heroes are ordinary people...

Ordinary people, happy in the here and now.

We see the condensed essence of their lives.

Sorry, kid. Couldn't make it sooner. The editor and the changes he suggests...

- Why are you so moody? - Well...

Myrosia is singing praise to your talent.

Hold it for me.

At least she is interested.

Zhenia, hi.

Listen, give Anzhela this... No, not this.

This catalog. She left it behind when she went to catch the Odesa train.

Tell her if she participates in this Cleopatra's Mask marathon,

this foundation is free.

- Okay. - Hi, Cleopatra's Mask!

Halia, I won't be surprised to see you offloading your makeup

at Zhenia's funeral.

Zhenia said it was okay. Right, Zhenia?

Of course. First wife's divine right.

Halia, can you give Anzhela a discount as wife number two?

Tosha. Drink your champagne.

Yuck! Why is it sour? Didn't they have demi-sec?

Pour me some more.

What's in Odesa? Why does Anzhela go there so often?

Business, I guess. I try stay out of it.

- You know business isn't my forte. - Yup.

Listen, Halia. Why don't you take care of your business

before your potential clients get drunk on free champagne

and refuse to buy your lipsticks.

You're right.

Pour me some more before I go.

Okay...

Zhenia, listen...

Can you lend me some money?

I've got a new batch of makeup before I sold the old one.

Halia.

I'll call you later tonight, okay?

She hasn't changed in 20 years.

Listen...

What's wrong? Zhenia, come on.

Smile! It's your big day. Zhenia!

Hello?

Zhenia, come on. Stop it!

- I'm fine. - Zhenia? Easy, easy.

Okay. Stop it! People will see.

Let's go out for a smoke. Come on. Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Anzhela says our hamster is more useful than I am

because it eats less.

Zero clients, no job.

I would have drunk myself to death if not for this show.

And it only happened thanks to Myrosia

finding some alcohol investors at the last moment.

I was wondering why they were taking pictures of the champagne.

The worst part is, Anzhela is right.

She is the provider for the family.

Yevhen, there are all these people praising your work, and you are here,

drinking.

Give it to me.

They want an interview.

Zhenia!

Myrosia, screw off.

I mean, I'm sorry. Zhenia isn't at his best right now.

We have some men's stuff to discuss.

Let his fans wait. Scoot.

Listen, Zhenia,

it was Myrosia who organized the show.

Are you screwing her?

- Spit it out. - Come on, we're just friends.

Just friends.

Imagine if you did screw her.

She'd organize an US tour for you.

Anton, enough.

I feel bad enough without your jokes.

Look how sensitive we are.

Come to Dobropillia with me.

Is it in Donbas?

Aha.

Why would I go?

It's a training for local activists.

It's internationally sponsored.

I'll be a media coach.

I'll talk about ethics, esthetics, and shit.

You can teach them to make pretty videos

and pics with their phones.

So, shall we?

I don't know.

I need to sell Mom's apartment in Zhashkiv.

Zhenia!

Veronica Hotel, three stars, breakfast included.

Also, 300 hryvnias allowance per day plus your fee.

Traveling first class.

Yevhen, a couple words about your plans for the future.

What do you see on this rushnyk?

- Excuse me? - National symbols.

Correct. Who said that?

That's right.

This is our nation symbols embroidered here.

It's just cross-stitch.

That's right. It's not zero stitch, is it?

These stitches convey

Ukraine's ancient symbols:

oak-tree, snowball tree, willow,

a nightingale in the garden.

What are we doing here? Let's go.

The grant requirements included meeting a folklore group.

I chose embroidery.

I figured it'd be quiet.

The alternative was a choir.

Shit, how we turn down the volume?

My head is killing me.

I told you we shouldn't buy that apricot moonshine from the steward.

At least it didn't blind us.

...to reinvent their Ukrainian DNA.

And these are our kids!

Meet Alina, our activist we're proud of.

She's okay.

And these children are our hope.

Why are there only three?

God, why do I feel so lousy?

Okay.

So, we give every child

these hoops

to embroider a little flower...

Maryna, let's start already. Our Kyiv guests are bored.

Yes, sure.

But first, I'd like to put on a record.

Folk music!

Let's go home, Meowser.

I feel like hell.

Come on.

Tosha...

Excuse me.

Shit.

We've sent three boxes. You'll get them soon.

Let them stop by.

Denys has the key.

Okay, call me.

Are you taking pics of everything with this long lens of yours?

I was looking for my friend and noticed a pretty picture.

I'm Alina.

Zhenia.

- And your cat's name is? - Anton.

Meowser.

Meowser! Cool.

Zhenia, there are lots to take pictures of here.

Do you want a tour?

Oops...

Listen, it's a cool pic.

I've never got so many likes before.

Even for my selfie in the trenches with a flag.

Funny.

It's beautiful.

I love the poison hidden in a lily

I love the vice in innocent look

Your shameless tenderness and...

Is it yours?

No.

It's Maksym.

Rylsky.

God, how do you remember them all?

How about tea? I'll take a shower.

No...

Listen, Alina, I...

I should go. I mean...

Tosha will get lost out there.

We're in Dobropillia.

I mean... Bye.

Alina... There is a man in the kitchen.

It might be Denys.

Might be?

One of the guys from the brigade we sponsor.

They are deployed not far from here and sometimes come to get a shower.

Alina, hi. Are you out of sugar?

Hey.

Hello.

I'll show him where sugar is and be back.

Okay.

Shit!

No, no, no.

Damn it, not now.

Okay, easy...

Anzhela, hi.

- Do you know where your son is? - I do.

I don't. Where is he?

He got arrested for smoking.

What? Don't cops have better things to do?

Smoking pot!

Oh. I see. Wow.

Listen, it's even less hazardous than smoking tobacco.

If you're such a smartass,

go to Kyiv and bail him out!

When will you be back?

Soon.

We are helping the army and...

I mean...

I knew that.

I let him go away for two days, and he finds himself a slut.

Anzhela, it's not what you think.

I'm making money for us in Odesa,

and our son is there all alone!

Anzhela, listen...

Never mind it.

As always. I'll take care of it.

Was it your wife?

Aha.

That slut thing hurt.

Never mind her. She is...

She's weird, clinging to you like this.

Love is alive as long as it's free.

I never try to chain one to me

and never get jealous.

I used to think I was polyamorous.

It's when you have multiple lovers.

Well, in theory.

In reality, I don't even have time for one.

My activism takes up all I have.

Is he going to sleep here, too?

I can't kick him out, can I?

He just came back from a mission. He needs rest.

Ouch! It hurts!

Don't touch it. Wait.

Let me take it off.

It's a bit cold here.

THREE MONTHS LATER

- You swine! - Anzhela...

Do you really need this show?

- Bastard! - Anzhela, don't throw it out!

I'll some get my things.

You won't enter my house!

I'm not going to kick anyone out and live here, Anzhela!

Go to you Shitpillia, then!

Hi, everyone!

I'm Kostia Sparrow,

and you can watch in the background my family's soap opera.

Now we see my extremely mad mom Anzhela

trying to kill my dad Zhenia.

She throws sneakers at him...

Kostia, did you know that your Dad is having a midlife crisis

and doesn't need us anymore?

Why don't you tell your son what you're having in Odesa?

- I'm not having an affair! - Right.

Valera is my business partner!

Valera! Say hi to Valera!

Dad, now, a closeup. How do you feel about all this?

Please don't torture me!

No, you guys are torturing me!

If you want a divorce, get it! Why all this mess?

- You hear what your son thinks of you? - I mean you, too!

You're no better than her.

What was it you were missing?

Son, go home.

I'll see you in court.

- Kostia! - What?

Just know this: you'll always be my son,

and I'll never leave you.

Do you hear?

Kostia.

SIX MONTHS LATER

We're going to have a baby, and we need money.

Kostia, sit down.

It's Kostia, he says hi.

I'm not saying hi to your bimbo.

Okay, we're leaving.

Take care. I'll see you soon.

I don't have a mistress in Zhashkiv.

Two, please.

It's...

It's a woman who collects bus fee.

No...

Alina, she wears

a service cap and is older than you.

Okay? Don't worry.

Okay, we're leaving.

Bye.

Love you. Don't have that baby without me, Amazon.

Okay. I'll be with you soon.

Son!

I'm so glad we're going together.

I don't get to see you that often.

Dad?

How long are we staying in your Zhashkiv?

My Zhashkiv?

Look at you! You used to love spending summer at your Granny's.

So, how long? I have things to do.

What things?

That's for me to know.

Two or three days, I think.

Maria has already found a customer.

- Okay. - How is Mom?

She's fine.

She spends a lot of time in Odesa.

Maybe she'll to have another son, too.

You always wanted a brother.

When you were little.

Listen, Dad.

I have this friend, Vitalik.

So, there us this chick he likes.

I mean, they hang out,

but I... I mean, Vitalik, doesn't know how to ask her out.

So I figured I'd ask you.

You know about such things.

Right.

I mean...

Okay, look.

Tell Vitalik

to forget words like chick, broad, etc.

You need to respect girls.

Girls like it when you make them laugh, so look up some jokes online.

Most importantly, compliment them.

Sounds crazy.

Trust me.

Dad, are you okay?

I used to admire this sea view when I was a kid.

I dreamed of traveling a lot,

taking pictures of beautiful places and make huge prints,

so that people had ocean, mountains, woods, and skies instead of walls.

I don't know. I'm kind of sick of this view,

watching it every summer.

At least this summer I got to see the real-life sea in Odesa.

Lucky you.

My mom, your grandma,

never left Zhashkiv.

She could only dream.

Every night, putting me to bed, she'd say that one day

we'd pack our bags, get on a train

and go to the beach

where the water is clear and pure.

But now Mom is gone, and

it's time to say goodbye to the old house.

Why don't we throw a party?

To say goodbye to Grandma's house?

I don't know. It's...

You can invite your friends.

Vitalik and that girl.

Dad, it's such a cool idea!

A party sounds great.

- Will you give me some money? - I will, but be sensible.

- Shit! That's so cool! - Right.

You were my favorite class.

So young and careless.

Halia hasn't changed a bit.

I talked to her one of these days.

She sold me this lipstick.

With a discount.

It suits you.

It's as if it was yesterday that we two shared a desk.

I always meant to separate you

because you chatted in class.

Life has done it for you.

And quite soon.

Who knew it would end like this.

You did the noble thing

by marrying her.

Otherwise, she'd be bullied.

I couldn't do it any other way.

So, who is the customer?

Who buys condos in Zhashkiv?

They are a nice family with two kids and a dog.

So they said yes to 600,000?

Good.

Zhenia,

where are you going to live?

In Dobropillia.

Why?

You're Zhashkiv born and bred,

you know everyone here,

and it's close enough to Kyiv

to see Kostia.

Don't be in a rush.

Give it a thought.

Masha!

Kostian!

There is this guy here saying that he's your dad.

Kostia, what the hell?

It's the best day of my life!

Your advice works!

Kostia, what's going on?

What? You told me to throw a party.

So here it is. Goodbye, old condo!

No goodbyes! It's not a goodbye.

There will be no... Hey, you!

What are you doing?

Kostia, get your friends out of here, or I will!

Kostia, there are cops at the door!

Turn off the music!

Quiet!

Everybody calm down.

You're wearing outside shoes, too!

Kostia, go to the kitchen and make sure you're quiet.

Come on.

Everybody stays low.

This way.

Hush.

To the kitchen, now. And be quiet.

- Hi. - Hi.

Senior Sergeant Ilchenko.

You're breaking the noise regulations during night time.

What? Night time?

It's only 9 p.m.

- Kostia... - It's weekend, too.

We get complaints.

The complainer claims you were using foul language

and threatening to harm them.

This old fart started it! He was calling me names!

Pull!

Better go to the kitchen and shut your friends up.

Move it.

I'm sorry for this incident. We're already wrapping it up.

What are you celebrating?

Hi.

More adolescents in the house?

Guys, as I said, we're wrapping it up.

Better go chase real criminals.

Why are you so eager to get rid of us?

Are we going to put it on record?

You have no grounds.

We're allowed to make noise till 10.

- Kostia. - Shut up when adults are talking.

It's only prohibited from 10 p.m. till 8 a.m...

What is this bullshit?

It's the Law of Ukraine!

- Kostia. - I can quote the Criminal Code, too!

You arrogant squirt, I'll pluck out all your feathers!

Freeze!

Where do you think...

Kostia!

New police, old ways.

The only way to teach you is burning tires in the Maidan.

Lie still, got it?

Now, Daddy, you'll answer for everything:

your little brat and the Maidan.

All the way. Got it?

Finally.

Are you the boss here?

Care to explain why I'm here?

Why the hell was I arrested?

Zhenia. Don't you recognize me?

Tolik...

...the Alcoholic.

I'm no Tolik no more, or the...

I'm Anatoliy Mykhaylovych, head of the city police.

I see my idiots did a makeover for you.

Never mind. It'll heal. Come on, sit down.

So what happened?

Wait.

First things first.

- Shall I send for water? - No.

Okay...

The police officers testify to

underage drinking...

Yes, we had a small party.

- The guys brought some beer. - Beer?

Thirteen bottles of port,

four of Vermouth,

seven of vodka, two of moonshine,

and also devices for smoking illegal drugs,

a.k.a. bong.

I'm sure I don't know about that.

The guests must have brought it.

I condemn it, but it was just one time.

Yevhen Ihorovych,

adolescents were using drugs at your house.

Do you know what it means for you?

Organizing or running places

for using illegal drugs...

Here. Is punishable with imprisonment from three to five years.

Are you crazy?

Same actions involving underage children,

four to eight years with confiscation of property.

Are you going to send me to prison for the pot I haven't even seen?

Are you okay? Do you need help?

Zhora, don't you have work to do?

Understandably, you're shocked.

But you are an upstanding citizen,

and we should take it into consideration.

However, if we look up your record, which I have,

we'll see four other arrests in Kyiv

during civil unrest.

It was at the rallies.

Don't you know about Maidan?

We know everything.

Times change,

the police is being reformed,

but the law stands.

Zhenia, I'm not a beast.

I've known you since...

fifth year, right?

But what shall I tell my men whom you beat up?

I beat them up?

Tolia, look at my beaten face

and at their happy mugs.

Look!

I have medical records.

Victim 1: bruised knee.

Victim 2: bruised left middle finger.

What am I to do with it?

Send me to jail.

- You've made up your mind. - You...

Never give up.

Just don't, Zhenia.

You just need to compromise.

Okay.

Okay, here's the number

of a lawyer.

He knows how to make it.

I mean, compromise.

He's a true professional.

Just be civil with him.

Here's your phone,

so that you could call him.

My son was born!

Congrats.

Can I make a call?

Sure. But first call the lawyer.

Fifteen hundred bucks.

You're so shrewd,

Alcoholic.

The interrogation is over. Take him back to the cell!

I've got it.

Zhenia, you should watch your tongue

or you won't see your son until he goes to school.

- Out. - Coming.

Maidan brains.

Face to the wall.

Okay, I'm out of here.

- Okay. Tell your daughter I said hi. - Bye.

Halia, I can't talk right now.

Zhenia, I'm in trouble.

My makeup supplies have arrived. It's seven boxes.

Can you help carry them? Please.

Halia, I'm in jail.

Can Anton help?

Ask him. Why nag me?

Halia, we've been divorced for 20 years.

No, Zhenia, it's 19.

Halia.

Can you finally get yourself together

and stop screwing with my head with your makeup, catalogs and shit?

Even in jail you don't leave me alone!

Okay, Zhenia.

I'll call you later, okay?

Bye.

Friends, I'm being illegally detained at Zhashkiv police department.

The police chief demands $1,500 as a bribe,

threatening to send me to jail for six years at least.

My son was born today, and I can't hold him because...

What?

...a gang of turncoats are still at the helm...

Down!

Don't worry. You'll get it back.

In six years or so.

Anton, what's this?

Oops... Wrong rally.

STOP HURTING ANIMALS!

It will do.

Give it to me.

STOP HURTING ZHENIA!

Okay.

You've ruined my lipstick.

Whoa, Anzhela! What are you doing here?

He's not a stranger. Besides, Kostia insisted.

Yes, Dad is the shit. I respect him.

First he stood up for me, and now I stand up for him.

Hi, kid. You're so big!

Hi.

- Hey. - Open up!

POLICE

Open up! I have business there.

- What business? - I need to see my husband.

No visitation today.

Come on...

We'll see!

Free Yevhen Horobchyk!

Free Yevhen Ho...

Dad, we're with you. Don't give up!

Dirty cops!

What's going on? Go home.

I want to see my husband!

What husband? He has remarried.

You are no one to him now.

Mom, it's the guy who is fishing for bribe.

You should file a complaint!

Hold your tongue, kid. You're sorely missed in jail.

You hold your tongue! Don't threaten my son!

Tolik the Alcoholic! Leave the kid alone!

Anton, do you want to go to jail?

- I can make it happen. - Tosha...

Go away and don't irritate me.

Your protest is shit. No one showed up.

Never mind it. We'll be back.

With a lawyer! Come on, Kostia.

- Mom, wait. What about protest? - Kostia, come on!

You, too! Scoot!

Where are you going?

We don't need people to show up.

My live stream is being watched by 68 conscious citizens

and counting.

Friends, I'm streaming from Zhashkiv Police Department,

where activist Yevhen Horobchyk is illegally detained.

And this man is directly responsible for the repressions against citizens.

Chief, why don't you address my audience?

Tell them about demanding a $1,500 bribe from Yevhen.

This is a lie and provocation!

Tolik, are you shitting your pants?

Free Yevhen Horobchyk!

Meanwhile, we are 235 now.

I see that some MPs are watching our live stream. Good for you!

I want you to see in your Kyiv offices

the police brutality in this backwater town!

Stop it!

We are wrapping up this protest, but the fight continues!

Look for #FreeZhenia and follow me on Instagram!

What, Horobets? Do you want borsch?

There is none!

Because no one gives a shit.

So there, Horobets.

Slavik!

Slavik, come with me. Slavik!

I'm done. My shift is over.

No, Slavik, it's not.

There are these visiting alcos, right up your alley.

Let's go, Slavik.

Make them go away.

I can't. They won't go.

Oleh, do I have to teach you? Call an ambulance.

Do you know how long it will take it to show up?

They stink. Maybe they're dead.

Well?

Come on, let's go.

I promised my wife I'd buy a pretty Christmas tree.

You know how mad she will be if there are only ugly ones left?

I need to go home, too, but I can't just leave them there.

Oleh...

Shit.

I didn't do it.

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop hitting me, please!

Do you speak English?

Yes, I do.

Who is on duty today?

What?

Sir, we're American citizens. Can you call the police?

See? He wants the police.

I told you they were up your alley.

We need the police and an ambulance.

You're on duty today!

Let's go.

I'm a US citizen. I was robbed on the train.

And then I was attacked by this man!

I want to call my family and the US embassy.

I need a phone right now!

Look, if you don't give us the phone,

a whole team of Navy Seals will be here in an hour!

Yeah! Come on, we know our rights!

One moment!

I need a word.

Slava, why? What have I ever done to you?

Mykhalych, how would I know they were Americans?

You should ask first and hit later.

What are they saying?

Hell if I know.

Didn't you go to language courses

in preparation for... Euro 2012?

We need an interpreter.

I can go to school and bring a teach.

She'll tell the whole town about us beating up the Amers.

Imagine the scandal!

We'll be as good as dead.

Right.

This shitty photographer has been enough of pain in the ass.

Zhenia.

Zhenia is a nerd. Maybe he speaks English.

Go bring him in. Come on.

And I'll... wait in the hall.

My name is Ronald Miller.

This is my friend Donald.

We are US citizens.

Did you understand anything I said?

I did.

One moment!

What are they saying?

They say this one is Ronald and this one is Donald.

Funny! Like in a cartoon.

Anatoliy.

Okay.

Right. We're tourists.

- Bloggers. - Right.

We traveled by this "elektrytska" train.

Let me get you!

- It's elektrychka... - Whatever.

Just to feel the vibe.

You know? Elektrychka...

Elektrychka.

A dirty, rough, smelly place, which is kind of cool.

- Cool? It was shitty! - You liked it.

I didn't.

Okay, we took a train in Koziatyn.

At that old train station with some interesting people.

Come on!

Oh yeah, we made friends with the locals

to have a real cultural experience.

Very, very good!

Which was terrible.

America!

They say they took a local train in Koziatyn,

met some interesting people.

Yeah, and then something went wrong.

They gently invited us to have a drink with them.

My youngest sister...

Yeah, and then we collapsed.

He's dead!

I... I just... I have to...

Oh yeah. And while we were unconscious, they robbed us.

They took our bags, took our clothes

and left us with this dirty shit.

And then this man... Yeah!

He beat us on the platform!

I'm looking at you, monkey ass!

What are they saying?

They say you're un deep shit,

Tolik.

Some drunks robbed them on the train,

and then your cop beat them.

Why did they come to Zhashkiv?

To see authentic Ukraine.

You should offer them tea. They are shivering.

Shit, you're right.

Slavik! Make some tea and bring two regulation jackets.

- Come on, move it! - Yes, sir!

As for authentic Ukraine, prepare to see authentic Ukrainian hospitality.

God willing, we'll clear up this mess.

What are you waiting for?

Go back to your cell. You know where it is.

Give me a sec.

I'll tell these guys why I'm here.

Let them blog about it.

Listen, guys, I'm...

Is it blackmail?

No.

Are you scared?

You have a lawyer.

Should I remind you his number?

Zhenia, you helped me, and I'll do right by you.

We aren't some animals.

Here. I set you free.

Go to the storeroom,

get your stuff, and get out of here.

I don't want to see you in Zhashkiv ever again. Got it?

Hey, my friend, where are you going?

But tell us, are we good here?

You're very good.

Hey. You're the man!

Welcome to Zhashkiv!

Get out of here!

Just a moment!

Well?

As they say, to warm your body and heart!

Good Lord Jesus.

Toothbrush?

Shit, I forgot.

The ticket?

- Got it. - Got it. Good.

My mom sent you these delicious cabbage pies...

Finally!

Alina, hi!

Alina, I'm free!

I'm... I got up and went!

You know, I don't care anymore.

Alina, I'm sorry...

It was just... It was crazy.

But it's fine now. It's over.

I'm coming to you and the baby.

Zhenia, I have a new life now.

I'll raise my son by myself.

What...

Why, Alina? What are you talking about?

A child needs a father!

He has one.

Denys.

I named my son Denys, too.

In case you were wondering.

Who the hell is Denys, Alina?

What are you talking about? I'm the father!

He's my son!

You haven't even seen your son!

You just bolted when he was born!

I pushed him out through pain and blood.

Good thing Denys was there

when my labor started.

He found some old truck and got me all the way to the hospital!

He held my hand while I was having this baby.

The nurses referred to him as my husband.

So who is the father here?

You think I was having fun in jail?

You didn't have to be there!

The principled one!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I...

I'll get on the train and come to you.

I'll bring you and the baby to Zhashkiv, and we'll start over.

We'll leave it all behind.

Zhenia, I've left you behind.

I wanted a baby, and I'm grateful.

Alina, don't... Alina!

Wait! Alina!

Zhenia, are you dumb? She has explained it all.

Listen to me, G.I. Denys!

I'm coming to you, and I'll...

Relax and open your eyes.

No one is waiting for you here.

Have you ever had a feeling like you live someone else's life?

I mean, you have everything,

but in here

it's empty.

Something is wrong.

Like you're stuck in a rut,

and you're plodding along,

unable to leave it,

and there's only emptiness ahead,

and suddenly you realize that your life is useless

and nobody wants you.

Good, everything will be good!

I'm going to party, girls...

Go!

Hey! Son!

Hey? Are you okay?

Are you drunk?

Hey! Get up!

Get up! Up!

Hello?

Am I in heaven?

Almost. You're in Zhashkiv.

- I don't... - Keep walking.

I don't understand what the...

- Easy! - Thanks.

...young listen to.

Their music sounds like...

Is it even music? It sounds like an old bike!

Remember our songs?

A song is what matters!

It has to have some depth to it!

I tell Kostia... Kostia is my son. He's 15. I say, "What are you listening to?"

And he goes... But I want to understand!

Because, I say to him, we're polar opposites.

Polar, you see. And we can never...

Watch your step.

I will. Thank you.

So I mean...

I tell Kostia...

I'm a photographer.

Why don't I take your picture?

Everyone is a photographer now.

But actually there is an art to it.

It's geometry, it's composition, it's white balance...

Father, I messed it all up.

I had Anzhela.

A beautiful women.

But she was always like, "I bought this, I earn the money..."

And Alina...

A ponytail. An Amazon warrior.

She was like, "Zhenia, let's have a baby! Zhenia, don't go to Zhashkiv!"

And...

And Halia?

Halia would just

tell me...

You have beautiful dog eyes...

What's funny is

that they all want something from me.

All of them.

No one ever asked what I want.

What do you want?

You have no luck with women.

Does it mean you have to kill yourself?

You're a young man.

I wish I stayed in jail.

Someone jinxed you.

You should go to a wise woman.

No!

I'm not going to another woman.

Go to a wise man, then. A molfar.

You'll have to go to the Carpathians, though.

I don't believe in magic.

Wait here.

Hello? Klava?

When is the next train to the West?

To the Carpathians.

It's an emergency.

Okay.

Hey, get up. Up!

There is a freight train to Bratislava carrying timber.

It's departing in 20 minutes. Come on?

Where will I sit? On the timber?

Are you crazy? I talked to the engineer. You'll ride in the engine room.

I see.

I'M ON A SOUL-SEARCHING TRIP. FORGIVE ME ALL WHO LOVED ME.

I'M ON A SOUL-SEARCHING TRIP. FORGIVE ME ALL WHO KNEW ME.

FORGIVE ME ALL WHO KNEW ME.

FORGIVE ME ALL.

Marysia, hi!

It's Myrosia.

What do you want?

Do you know where Zhenia is?

Actually, he's in jail.

Actually, he isn't.

I got people together to get him out.

We came, and he wasn't there.

Then he posted this, and he wouldn't answer his phone.

Where can he be?

Okay, wait.

Hello? Halia?

Halia, do you know where our Zhenia is?

Maria Petrivna, sell the apartment.

I've made up my mind.

Thank you.

Bye.

I didn't know cabs could be horse-driven.

Do you want an SUV or to get there?

No car can drive through here.

Vista!

I shouldn't have said all that to him.

I hope he didn't hurt himself.

He could.

Once after a fight

he took a handful of my birth control pills.

I was worried he'd grow a pair of boobs.

It's Zhenia. That's how he is.

He is...

He's like a child in many ways. Clueless.

Head in the clouds, reciting poems,

taking pictures of everything.

Alina, who is crying there?

Let's see the baby. How is he?

He's... fine.

He's okay.

Sleeping, crying...

That's good. That's very good.

Look, Alina, I have this baby cream.

Prevents rash.

Free shipment. You should buy it.

Halia, no.

We're short on cash right now, and...

I see. Okay.

Anzhela...

Is it from your Odesa guy?

How is he? Come on, let's see his pic.

It's nothing, really. I keep going to Odesa and back.

He has a hotel business there, a house by the sea.

Really?

Listen, you should buy him this cream.

What? It's sunscreen! And the lotion, too.

- Halia. - What?

Why would he want your lotion?

- Well... - He's good. Don't worry.

- Anzhela, I get it! All inclusive? - All inclusive.

- Myrosia. - Halia, where is Zhenia?

I just...

Girls, come on. Your man is missing, and you talk about lotions and Odesa.

Don't provoke him.

If he kicks you out, don't try to argue with him.

Just go.

Okay, city boy?

You don't want to be on the Grandpa's bad side.

How old is the Grandpa?

He's old as the mountains.

Hup!

Now what?

Now you go on foot.

The Grandpa lives up there.

Follow the stream.

He might not let you in

if he sees your soul is black.

Or he might not take your money if he sees you have none.

Will he see me, though?

Who knows?

You're lucky, actually.

Today is Thursday,

his public day.

Must be your Odesa guy.

Either you let us see his pic, or let's think where Zhenia can be.

"Yevhen Horobchyk has sent you hryvnias."

Wow.

And another 120,000 for Kostia.

Has he robbed a bank?

Maybe he's back in jail.

Myrosia, let's stage another protest.

Listen, I got one, too.

There's 120,000 for me and for Baby Denys.

Girls, I've got 120,000 from Zhenia!

Halia, you scared the shit out of us.

Las-Vegas, girls!

Girls, don't you see it?

He's saying his goodbyes.

- Marysia. - Myrosia.

Alina, so what about the cream?

What took you so long?

Me?

I...

I was climbing up this hill...

Don't make me angry or I'll send you back walking.

No, Grandpa.

I've got through so much to get to you

that you will see me.

Really?

Don't stand there, come inside.

What are you doing?

Brush the snow off!

So, what's troubling you?

I was told you were a wise man, well-respected in this land.

So I was... going to ask you...

What's your opinion on the country's situation?

What do I think?

They steal like they used to, and they aren't going to stop.

You think it has ever been better?

Everyone swears they will be honest.

My mom was born in Kaiser's time.

The Austrians were robbing us, and then the Poles.

And the Soviets? What didn't they do!

Burn our houses, exile us in Siberia!

We had to hide our cow in the mountains so that we didn't starve.

We toiled all our lives,

but the potatoes would grow this big, like peas!

Only lambs thrived.

But their owners didn't.

Nothing grows well here.

My pension is ridiculous.

You can't buy shit with it.

Prices have gone up.

The dollar exchange rate is growing...

I see.

Sit back down!

He sees!

Do you know why you're unhappy?

You're asking wrong questions.

I have no luck with women.

I made such a mess of it.

I was married three times.

And I've been single all my life.

Maybe I should have taken a wife,

to help me with the chores.

I had three wives,

but it didn't make my life easier.

What's wrong with me?

Maybe that's your problem.

What do you mean?

Your question.

What makes you think there is something wrong with you?

You're human! Humans make mistakes. It's normal.

Three wives! Even if you had ten.

That's what we're here for:

do things, make mistakes,

do things again.

I don't feel up to doing anything again.

Look.

What's this?

Sunshades.

The brand!

Gucci.

A man who had been a loser.

He was plodding through life,

working as a porter, an elevator boy,

and when he got 40, they fired him.

He was too old.

But he didn't whine like you do,

didn't tell me tales,

but started making leather bags.

And now the entire world knows him.

Where did you get these sunshades?

Holy Molly!

I'm talking about a man who started over at 40,

and he asks me about sun goggles!

Don't you want to know how old I was when I became a molfar?

No.

It doesn't matter anymore.

I see you're a quick learner.

Are you going to give me some herb?

I will.

You'll steep it in boiling water and drink it two times a day,

to flash some of this shit out of your thick head.

Go wash the bucket and bring back some fresh snow.

Move it!

God, you're slow.

Sad news from Ivano-Frankivsk.

A snow avalanche led to the death

of several tourists and local guides.

Rescuers are finding the victim's belongings under the snow.

Specialized machinery, including a helicopter, has been involved.

However, the weather conditions remain severe.

Zhenia was a true justice warrior.

We had been friends since third year.

A YEAR LATER

He protected me from a bunch of six years.

God, how they beat us...

They took my most precious possession,

my gum wrappers collection,

but I found a true friend,

a lifelong one.

So

let's remember Zhenia Horobchyk,

a friend, a father, a husband,

a patriot,

a photo artist.

- Yes. - Let's...

Yuck... It's bitter.

I want to say something, too.

Don't worry.

I don't know. I...

Well...

Zhenia and I had been classmates

for seven years.

Zhenia, remember

how you'd let me copy your homework?

And I'd help you tie your shoestrings.

Zhenia always understood me

and helped me accept myself.

You will always be the only man in my life.

Okay, girls, I'll drink.

Come on. You can't get him back.

Right. Yuck! Why is it so bitter?

What?

What's wrong?

- Come to Mama. - Meowser, you're older than him.

Anzhela, where's the kid?

It's his father's memorial, after all.

Are you interested in photography?

Dad?

Kostia!

I knew you were alive!

But why?

Why didn't you tell us? You left us!

Kostia, wait!

Let go!

Get off me...

You don't need me!

Let me go!

Wait...

Come on, relax.

Are you hungry?

How did you find me?

By your phone's IMEI.

I wish cops looked for stolen phones as thoroughly.

What was your passport doing under the snow?

I swapped my jacket for a local's fur coat.

I must have left my passport in it.

Why didn't you call us?

Kostia, I...

Kostia?

Dad, is she your new chick?

- Watch your tongue! - I'm kidding.

Myrosia, let me help.

Zhenia, why didn't you tell me Kostia was coming?

I would have cooked something.

He didn't know. It was a surprise.

By the way, the baby bump suits you.

Thank you.

How did you find Dad?

I'm from the next village over.

My uncle drives a cab here and knows everything.

He told me about a city boy who had come here from Kyiv

and kept taking pictures.

Myrosia, come on, take a seat. I've got it.

So I went to take a look at that city boy and...

I stayed.

- Are you breeding cattle for money? - No.

It's just to have fresh meat. You won't buy it in a store.

We freelance for the living.

Taking photos, writing.

Zhenia is getting ready for a show.

God willing, we'll go to Chicago next spring.

Wow! Chicago.

Our American friends are helping us.

There are more Myrosia's pictures than mine there.

She isn't just a gifted manager.

Zhenia, stop it.

Enough about us.

Tell us about yourself and your mom.

We're fine.

Mom found a new boyfriend.

He's okay. A wealthy guy.

She wants me to call him Dad.

But I already have a dad...

who promised never to leave me.

Okay, let's go for a walk.

Let's go.

The water is clear here.

I'm sorry, son.

I really thought everyone would be better off without me.

Not me!

Don't be angry at me.

There wasn't a day I didn't think about you,

picture myself coming back, hugging you and...

What would I say to you?

"Hi, son, your daddy is a loser"?

I'd rather be dead to you than a loser.

Dad, you aren't a loser.

You've changed.

You're sort of glowing.

What happened?

I'm happy.

Here?

There is happiness for everyone.

You just need to find it.

Jesus is born!

Can we sing a carol for you?

Glory to Him! Go ahead.

Kostia, take a picture of me and Myrosia.

We don't have any pics together.

KYIV-ODESA