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Do you hear me?

Can you talk?

Yes.

Good. Does something hurt?

My head.

Give me your name and last name.

Oleg Malinin.

-I have an ID. -No need for it.

I’m just checking if you are confused.

Get him to the procedure room. Liuda, get him changed.

The IV stays so far.

Yes.

VOVA

What did Chekhov say? “You despise suffering,

but if you pinch your finger in the door, you will howl.”

Why are they banging with that iron batons?

They want to crack my scull and steal my thoughts.

Wait a minute.

Is this the guy from the quarry?

Yes. Why?

He must have stolen a bottle of vodka to make you come here, Captain.

Shut up.

-What’s going on here? -Well...

I’ve told you.

A cop from the district. He wanted to see you.

The police.

Yes, the police, as I said.

Where is your lab coat? Why street shoes?

This is a hospital, not a precinct.

Doctor, enough.

We’ve received a bulletin.

A dangerous criminal is on the loose in our district.

He might have spent the night in the woods.

He might be wounded.

All right. Stay in touch.

They found your hikers.

In the hospital. Alive.

Thank God.

Judging by the contacter’s reaction, we’ve hit a nerve.

There should be four rocks, which are interconnected.

Here. The four peaks.

We’ll find them, even if it means sifting all the ground at the site.

I’m so hungry and thirsty.

Mom must be scared sick.

She must have called the police.

They are looking for me.

They must be.

They have no right to abandon me here.

The car was abandoned on the way to the quarry.

So what?

It can be any of your patients that come from the quarry.

No. I mean who gave you the right to break the rules?

Don’t tell me what to do.

You do your job, and I’ll do mine.

Step aside. I said step aside.

-This is outrageous! -Outrageous.

-Is he unconscious? -He’s shell-shocked.

Where is the phone?

Why are you so sure it’s the rocks,

not pieces of wood or metal?

The legend mentions the rocks of power

enabling the priests to control the White Army.

Do you believe this legend?

Professor.

I believe it’s not just a legend.

Besides, we owe all our modest success to the rocks.

Oh God. Finally.

I’ve been worried.

Hello?

Hello? Dispatch? Kolya, you?

Give me Colonel Gusiev.

I’m Gordeyev. Don’t you know me?

-Hurry up. -Here is Nikolayev.

You mean the guard?

Konstantin Mikhaylovich, hi.

I have a question.

Suppose we find those rocks.

What then?

It’s a dangerous psychological weapon.

Do you feel like Oppenheimer?

If you will.

Arkadiy Vladimirovich, let’s find them first.

Looks like him. The tattoo...

He’s in our hospital.

Unconscious. Shell shock.

Yes, sir.

I’ll have a look and...

Continue with the meds.

I’ll post a guard at his ward.

What about Nikiforov?

-Release him. -I almost have.

Almost.

Will do. Yes.

Yes, sir.

Well, doctor.

A team from the city will be here in three hours.

That’s it.

I can’t take it anymore.

God, why?

I’m alive.

Alive.

I can walk.

I can.

Doesn’t matter.

Disgusting.

Why aren’t they looking for me?

Goddamned idiots!

Their sorry lives aren’t worthy of one word of mine.

“He said it had all been pawned and traps were set for all things alive.

The shop is open, and the owner sells on trust.”

Sorry. Not now.

Are you okay?

Shall we?

Patient.

Patient, what’s wrong?

What’s wrong? Do you hear me? Shit!

Do you hear me? God!

Driver of the GAZ 3302 truck...

What happened?

He began shaking,

and his eyes were like...

I feel light in the head.

God!

Why is he in his street clothes? Why not in bed?

I would understand if we were flooded,

but we have only a couple patients. That’s not okay.

I was going to, but...

Take his clothes off, wash him, dress his wounds, get him into bed.

-Wow. -Come on.

Oh God.

You know what might have saved your life?

You won’t believe it.

This hat. Yes.

Come on. Careful.

We can talk later. I’ll borrow this.

For a while.

You’ll get a keepsake.

One more button.

Brazhnik, don’t look at me like this.

Like what?

Like this.

I’m just looking. Why not?

Well, don’t.

These are the hot spots marked by Prof. Ilyin.

This time, the haul doesn’t seem very impressive.

Do we have something more tangible

than a seismogram and a hotspots map?

There was a bad accident.

We had tripled the capacity,

as per your and Ilyin’s request.

The impact zone had expanded correspondingly.

As a result, there was some collateral damage.

Some hikers or mushroomers inside the impact zone.

-No bodies, I hope? -Thank God, no.

Our people will collect all evidence in the next couple days.

The professor says we have hit the target.

Four targets.

This one is the most powerful.

These two are weaker.

And the fourth, suppressed by the powerful one.

Exactly the spots where the outsiders were located.

Here is what we’ve missed, Liuda.

You mean these little spots?

Yes. The little spots.

What’s this, doctor?

I think it’s granite chips, something like fine sand.

Yes. There are chips under his skin.

We’ve tended to the wound,

but we’ll have to disturb him again.

They’ve posted a guard in his ward.

Okay. Yes. I’ll be in my office.

-I almost forgot. -What is it?

It’s...

-Are you okay? -Yes.

I felt dizzy for a second.

You should lie down.

You’ve been up since six.

I will.

No. Go.

I need to go.

Stop!

Wait! Please stop!

Stop!

-I’m sorry. -What happened?

I’m sorry.

You... Zalivnoye... Gardens...

Where is Zalivnoye?

That way. It’s 20 or 25 km.

Excuse me, could you give me a ride?

I lost my way in the woods.

I’ve been wandering around all night.

Okay. I’ll give you a ride.

It’s on my way. Hop in.

I don’t have any money.

It’s okay. Don’t worry.

Get in.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Sveta, you shouldn’t have come with us. Seriously.

You could be in the office now. Tea, coffee, sandwiches.

Working on other cases.

How many do you have?

-It doesn’t matter. -It does.

Remember what they taught us at school?

Don’t waste a minute.

We could've arrested this bastard and brought him to you later today,

safe and sound.

I like being outdoors, Brazhnik. Fresh air.

Did I make myself clear?

Clear enough.

It’s clear you haven’t had enough sleep tonight.

See?

If not for your cowboy hat,

this rock would have hit you right in the temporal region.

Right.

You got away with scratches and a concussion. It will pass soon.

Thank you.

Don’t thank me. By the way,

I have special sacks for souvenirs like this one.

My wife’s hobby is sewing.

She makes them.

Does this happen often?

Very. Some people get shot accidentally while hunting,

others neglect safety rules at the quarry.

Are you okay?

I must be really tired today.

Take this as a keepsake.

Surgery or procedure room?

Procedure room.

Liudmila Arkadyevna, a call for you.

-Who is it? -Your son.

Wait here. I’ll be right back.

We’re here. Give me five.

Five?

I’ve told you

I had no money on me.

I meant goodbye. Be careful when you get off.

Thanks a lot.

Why did he draw the needle out?

Did he get up?

Oh God.

-Aleksandr Aleksandrovich! -Aleksandr Aleksandrovich!

I support the Germans. They are a strong team.

They’ll smash your Brits.

Are you the police?

Suppose I am. Why?

Your gangster has escaped.

How?

How do I know?

He hit the guard on the head and disappeared.

Oh God.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

Miss! How could it happen?

Fedor, they said you were--

Sit still.

-I’ve got a signal. -Weak signal.

-I’ve got a signal. -Got a signal.

-Got a signal. -Strong signal.

Got a weak signal.

I’ve got strong signal.

Weak signal.

Signal.

Medium signal.

Venya, is that you?

God, Venya, you’re back. Where have you been?

Why are you so filthy? Eating with your filthy hands?

Let me set the table.

Shall I fry you some eggs?

No, Mom. I’m okay. I’m tired.

I need to eat now.

Wash your hands, at least. Look at yourself.

You look like a stray dog.

Mom, enough.

Better give me some painkiller.

Fried eggs?

No, Mom, thanks. I’m good.

Venya, what are you doing?

Some stupid editor publishes a bad review of your novel,

and you take it close to heart.

Do you have to do it?

Brodsky and Pasternak couldn’t get published for years.

If they got their mothers so worried every time,

they would never get their Nobel Prizes.

You just forgot everything and left.

You left your phone.

I was calling you, and it was in your room.

Yes, Mom, I’m sorry.

I was going to call the police.

Mom, don’t.

I’m here, safe and sound.

This guy from maintenance was here last night.

He wanted an advance payment for August.

No way. I’m not sure we’ll still be here in August.

My leave is almost over.

Mom, enough. I need to take a pill and go to bed.

Where have you been? Why are you so filthy?

Later, Mom.

Let me take the pill and go to bed.

Okay. Just take off these clothes.

-Mom. -Please do it.

-I’m fine. -Take it off.

-I’m okay. I’m going to bed. -Venya.

Where would I get reinforcement?

This isn’t a big city.

We’re understaffed.

This thug looked as if he was dead already.

The doctor said confusion. Concussion!

I had sealed both the main and the personnel entrance.

Captain, stop whining. I feel sick enough already.

Have you called the transport?

Yes. I’ve sent out a bulletin through the department.

Good.

I mean, not so good.

Okay. Anyway.

Svetlana Sergeyevna.

Do you feel like visiting our other guy?

The one who got here together with Mickey Finn?

Maybe he has something to tell us.

Here’s the doctor.

-Hi. -Hi.

How is our brave guard doing?

May I?

Excuse me. Of course.

Thanks.

Thankfully, he’s well. Just a small concussion.

Thank God. That’s not what I wanted to ask you.

Could Svetlana Sergeyevna and I

talk to your other patient?

Which one?

The one that was brought from the quarry with the suspect.

If he hasn’t escaped, too.

PHONE

CITY

So, no money this time.

I told you it was the cops’ setup.

I almost got burned.

You punk, who do you think I am?

Listen, Andreyevich. I’ll work it out.

As soon as I’m back to the city.

I’ll need a new place, a cell, and a car.

First of all, I need to get out of here.

The cops are after me. I saw the bulletin.

Do you need a lawyer?

Get in the car and come here.

I won’t get out of here by myself. I’ll get caught.

Hide. I’ll be there in three hours.

Find some clothes and get changed.

Shit. I think I’m screwed.

What happened?

Come on, talk to me!

Cops are coming, Andreyevich.

What are you waiting for? Run.

I’m in no state to run. My legs are weak.

HE’S GOING TO SHOOT. IDIOT. TOO LATE TO RUN

Why is he staring at them?

Why doesn’t he turn away and pretend talking about girls?

Don’t panic. What’s wrong? Has the cat got your tongue?

Yes. Igor and I got some beer

and went to the sauna with Petrovich.

We had to make a few more runs to the liquor store..

We had the best time ever.

Are you nuts?

I think I’m off the hook.

Something’s wrong with my head. Really wrong.

It has been this way for a while. Okay, hide. I’ll be there.

POLICE

-We could grab a beer. -Why not?

SHIT. THE WALL IS IN THE WAY

Venedikt!

WHO IS IN THE WAY

HARDER

NO, IT WON’T BUDGE

Do you hear me?

Do you hear me?

God!

I think I’m losing my mind.

What, Mother?

Do you hear me? You were mumbling.

I asked you to take off the clothes.

Look, the bed cover is soiled. What’s this?

-No! -Oh God.

-Don’t touch it. -What is this dirty thing for?

God, so much mud!

I need it. Mom, I’m tired.

I want to go to sleep.

No problem. Go to sleep.

Just take these off first.

Okay, Mom, I will.

Just please go. Really, Mom. Please go.

Go.

What were you doing at the quarry?

You know...

you have an interesting face.

Yes.

And the lighting here is so different.

Okay. Let’s get to the point.

You were asked a question.

Am I under arrest?

I don’t have to answer.

Mister Know It All.

Denis Ivanovich, wait.

Oleg, can you please give me the answer?

You? Of course.

I’m a photo journalist. I went there for a shoot.

I arrived there by car.

Then I walked through the woods.

Did you go there alone?

Of course. Alone.

I was alone.

Did you meet anyone in the woods?

Yes. Right before the explosion.

I saw a man in a groundsheet.

With this big hood.

A big man, rather fat.

Have a look. Is this him?

He was brought here with you.

Who is he?

A dangerous criminal.

Is it mushroom season already?

No. This isn’t him.

That man was huge.

I don’t remember his face, but he was really big. A fat man.

Also, that guy was older. This is a young man.

Where did you get this...

This sketch was composed based on an officer’s description.

Are you okay?

Do you hear me?

Do you need a doctor?

What’s wrong? Do you hear me?

...just not now.

Are you okay?

Do you know this person?

Will this bus get me to the railway station?

No. You need the 18.

Is it possible this guy

was in the downtown last night,

meeting with a girl in a cafe?

The girl was petite. Blue eyes, blond hair, pretty.

Okay. How do you know this?

Wait. Is it possible?

Yes. It is.

After that, they went to his place. He gave her brandy. Right?

Maybe. Excuse me, I don’t understand.

Bear with me. Then he left in a small truck.

A patrol car was chasing him.

I think they drove past me. on the highway. The key, too.

The key in the ignition had this key fob shaped as a ball.

That’s right. Absolutely. So you were together, right?

No. As I said, I’ve never seen him before.

It was just a guess.

Don’t play stupid. A guess!

Tell me where you met him, under what circumstances.

Name, surname. Quick.

Do you have to yell?

Also, can you wait for an answer before asking next question? Thanks.

Everything I’ve told you I had seen in a dream.

In a dream. Fantastic.

Or maybe on TV news?

You have very detailed dreams, Mr. Photographer.

Okay. Where were you yesterday from 7 to 11 p.m.?

We will check, mind you.

At the Journalists’ House.

Then I went to visit Ms. Katarzyna Zaleska.

She runs The Guardian’s local office.

The British newspaper.

Okay. Can anyone corroborate this?

At least 15 or 20 people.

All right. What next?

When did you meet your accomplice?

What accomplice?

Enough screwing around.

-Listen, you! -Don’t yell at me.

-Denis! -I’m not a kid.

I’ll shackle you and get you to solitary confinement!

I don’t care if you’re shell-shocked.

-Do you get it? -What? Are you--

Listen, you!

Are you out of it?

He’s pretending. Look at him.

-He’s playing a game. -Shit!

-He’s faking it. -Are you an idiot?

Doctor! Nurse! Someone, help.

Come on.

You go first.

Okay, cheers.

Or that the Gazel key had a basketball fob on it.

How did he know?

-I don’t know. -See? You don’t know.

Okay. Let’s suppose he was at the next table at the cafe?

But Belenkaya said there was only one person in the apartment.

She helped make the sketch.

Where was the photographer then?

Outside, waiting for the victim to pass out.

The road patrol only saw one person inside the car.

The Gazel driver says he was attacked by one man.

He could be in the truck bed.

How did his car get to the forest, then?

We've looked it up.

The Wrangler Jeep belongs to Oleg Malinin.

I’ll break it down to you.

He was a getaway driver.

Brazhnik, did he come in the Jeep or in the Gazel bed?

I don’t know yet.

Okay. Even if he was,

why did they go into the woods?

More importantly, why would he tell us all this?

Why didn’t he just say,

“I didn’t see anything. “I was there to take some pics.”

Why incriminate himself?

Why are you so agitated? Figure it out.

God.

HE’S A KILLER. HE HAS A GUN

Take your clothes off.

What? I’m playing for the other team.

Take off your cap, jacket, and pants.

Let’s swap our clothes.

Are you sick?

Do what I said, or I’ll shoot you in the head.

Okay. Just be cool, okay? Take your finger off the trigger.

OF COURSE THEY ARE LOOKING FOR HIM. HE HAS A HEADACHE.

Okay. Take it.

Here.

Take the jacket. Okay.

I thought you were okay.

I thought we could have a chat. And now...

Here. The shirt, too?

Yes.

Take the shirt. Here!

Good job.

You’re a smart guy.

I see. If he calls you tell him to call me at once.

I’m losing my mind.

I’ll kill him with my own hands!

Leaving without saying goodbye.

-Yekaterina Kostrova. -Yes.

I’ll call you back, my dear. I have company.

All I needed was the police.

Let me guess. Reporter Sarkisov got into a drunken brawl again?

We have some questions regarding Oleg Malinin.

God. Is he okay?

Guys, give way.

Mikhail Maksimovich. We’re done at the quarry. Yes.

We’ve collected everything registered by the equipment .

Yes. No abnormally powerful items.

I would be informed. Yes.

The place where the hikers got blown up? Yes, Colonel, sir!

We’re going higher. Include the woods into the search area.

If you want to know, I didn’t like this...

Any news, Sanya?

The guys went to the Journalists’ House.

They’ve just called back.

Stop pussyfooting around. Cut to the chase.

In a word, Oleg Malinin actually was there all day.

Preparing for the exhibition. He left at around 9 p.m.

He had a meeting with some foreign chick.

That’s all I have.

What do you say now, Brazhnik?

Nothing.

It only proves that he wasn’t at the restaurant.

As for the rest...

Doctor, how is he?

Okay, ladies and gentlemen.

I haven’t had a shift like this one for a while.

Yes, but still.

Everything is fine. He came round.

Doctor, excuse us, please.

Can I talk to him?

I’ll be very careful.

Just two or three questions.

Please.

You come alone, with me.

I may cut your visit short at any time.

Of course.

MEDIEVAL LEGENDS

“He needed to survey the area.”

No. Not exactly.

“Having climbed the hill, he took a look around.”

No.

“He was to fulfil the dreams

of many Sarmatian generations.

Dreams about power and greatness.”

Power and greatness.

“The voice of the empire sounded in his ears.”

-Venedikt. -Mother, I’m busy.

Venedikt. Come here. Now.

Shit.

Okay. Power and greatness - that was good.

Listen, Svetlana Sergeyevna!

Is that your name?

I didn’t see your suspect’s face.

When you showed me the sketch, I was curious. That’s all.

One more thing.

When they brought me here, we were in the same ward.

He has an interesting tattoo up here. Do you have a notepad?

Let me sketch it for you. It looks familiar.

I’ve seen it before.

I can’t remember where. Here.

It looked something like this...

Just a sec. I think that’s it.

Yes. I dreamt about this hand.

A hand on the wheel.

Here. I guess that’s it.

I have nothing else to tell you.

Ask the doctor.

Maybe he will tell you more.

Doctor, do you have an explanation for this?

Me? No.

I’m not a psychiatrist, psychologist, or psychic.

This is the first such case in my career.

Really. Even if you bring here a regiment of your colleagues

who will threaten me with jail, I won’t recall anything else.

No, that’s not it. I wanted to apologize for him.

-He was out of line. -Yes.

-Don’t take it personal, okay? -It’s okay. I won’t hold it against him.

Here. My business card.

It has my office and home numbers.

Call me at any time.

In case your vision comes back

or you recall something important.

What if I don’t?

Can I still call you?

Get better.

Thanks, doctor.

I’m telling you there is a mistake in your calculations.

The bill said 1840.

I paid it.

I don’t understand where the other 427 came from.

I don’t give a damn, Mr. Tartakovsky.

It’s a general meeting’s decision.

Here. See? Clause Four.

Members having debts for power supply...

Ivan Semionovich, don’t try to fool me.

I know all about your meetings.

You probably wrote this yourself.

I didn’t sign it, and I didn’t vote for it.

Watch your tongue, Mr. Tartakovsky.

I could sue you for libel.

It’s your problem if you ignore our meetings.

The majority voted for it.

Either you pay for the power supply

-or you will be cut off. -What are you saying?

Wait. Mom, wait a second.

On what grounds?

The general meeting’s decision.

Don’t look at me like this.

I dealt with harder cases in the Navy.

I will file a complaint.

No problem. You’re the writer, after all.

Well? Any news?

-Not yet. -Let’s go, then.

Do you have something?

Not much. He has sketched the tattoo.

But we already knew about it.

What does it give us?

I think Oleg has nothing to do with it.

Excuse me, who?

The photo reporter. Malinin.

I see.

It’s in line with our Belenkaya’s description.

This looks more artistic.

So you

are already on a first name basis with him, eh? He has nothing to do with it.

Let’s go.

-Where are we going? -To the city.

I had to apologize for your rudeness.

To whom? This golden boy?

Besides, what makes you think he has nothing to do with it?

I’m sick of you, Brazhnik.

-You never know. -Yes. Right.

So I’m a fan.

You should do it, too.

Are you nuts? Hide the gun.

You’re trouble.

Subtitle translation by Maryna Zamiatina