01x02 - Episode 2

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There are long queues at
the Ukrainian-Polish border.

People are walking
by feet nonstop,

carrying small children in
their arms or in strollers.

In Shegyni, there is only
one pedestrian check point

and thousands of people wait in line.
Border guards let through only women,

children, and foreigners.

Ukrainian men aged 18-60
cannot leave the country.

It is not a demand
from the Polish side,

it is one of the conditions of the martial
law in Ukraine. Please keep this in mind.

- I'm going to see Dmytryk.
- Okay.

Nadia, didn't you leave?

I'm calling and calling you,
you're out of reach all the time.

- What happened?
- Mom, I'm sorry.

My phone battery died.

Yes, I couldn't go. I am
very tired. Let's talk later.

Well, you can rest
now. The shift is over.

We'll go home. What happened?
Did you have a fight with Romka?

Yes. He said that
he stayed in Ukraine

only to wait for me.

And now the authorities have closed
the border. And he can't leave.

And before that he could!

And now I'm guilty. He shouted
at me saying that I k*lled him!

Don't get psyched up like that.

It's just, Roma got scared.

Mom, everyone is scared now!

Yes. But he is
probably too scared.

Perhaps in a day or two, this problem
with the border will be resolved.

Maybe you don't need
to go anywhere at all.

I am sure that he will call you
in an hour and you will reconcile.

- Yes?
- I wish.

Let's go home and
have some rest.

How did he behave
here? Was he polite?

Tell me the truth!

He was very good

and behaved like a true man.
He was not afraid of anything.

You are my smart boy!

For this, I will buy
you something delicious.

What do you want?

No need, I can do without it.

- Why is that?
- Because it's w*r now.

I told you, he's a true man.

Let's better go home, mom.

Yes. I'll sign off and we'll go.

Colleagues, no one
is going home today.

We will work around the clock.
There are too many wounded.

I understand that
everyone is very tired.

But you see what
the situation is.

Andriychenko, Pankova, your call
is to Vasyl Stus street, 11.

The boy has an attack there.

Baby, you'll have to wait
a little longer, okay?

You see what the situation is.

I love you, do you hear me?

Ukraine's capital survived the night
and woke up to explosions again.

What do we have, Saltivka?

Yes, Vasyl Stus street, 11.

You know, it's so strange, I didn't
understand his poems at all at school.

Never liked them.

- Stus' poems?
- Yeah...

About 5 years ago, when
I was riding the subway,

I took a look at the book
of a boy sitting next to me.

Then I went to the bookstore and
bought a collection of his poems.

Wait a moment...
What was that...

"I am happy that I'm
not afraid of death

And I don't ask if
my cross is heavy

I don't worship gods
and I do not bow down

In anticipation of the unknown."

It is a good poem.

Look, do many people speak
Ukrainian in Snizhne?

Well, I personally switched
to Ukrainian in 2014.

I just decided
that... I don't want

my child to have the same language
with those who made me leave my home.

And I switched to Ukrainian
when I started university.

All our studies
were in Ukrainian,

and homework had to
be done in Ukrainian.

And then I somehow realized
that I don't need Russian.

Aren't you annoyed that there are
still many Russian speakers around?

I'm not, it's their choice.

They just don't realize it yet.

Damn, I can't go any
further. We need a detour.

And that's another 15 minutes.

We have no time, you go
around, and I'll go on foot.

Let's meet in the yard.
Nadia, I'm with you.

Oh my God!

Let's go.

Did you have to come from
another city? Come in!

There's chaos in town.

Chaos? You are an ambulance!
How long do I have to wait?

Listen, can you
change your attitude?

Please tell me what happened.

It's not me, it's
my son. He has...

I don't know, a panic
attack. Do something.

Good. Where is the boy?

Maxim! Max!

My boy! But where are you, huh?

So your child was just scared
and you called an ambulance?

Did I have to call
the animators?

Where is your
wife, boy's mother?

In Egypt, with
her new boyfriend.

I think I know where he is.

- Max, come here.
- Please, Olena.

Come on, come out!

Let me take care of it.

Hi. I'll turn on the light
now, don't be afraid.

I am Nadia. I am a doctor.
And you are Maksym, right?

Are you scared?

Come on, let's take
a deep breath...

and a slow exhale.

Feeling better?

I do know how you
feel, I'm scared too.

So I will sit with you
for a while. Do you mind?

I am already much calmer
because I have a man next to me,

although a small one,
because men protect us,

just like superheroes.

I like superheroes.

Would you like to be like them?

Yes. But I don't
have superpowers.

It is not true. We
all have superpowers.

Yes, they are not
like in the movies.

But they are no less important
because they help people.

I promise you, you will
definitely find yours.

Just don't be afraid.

Hush, hush. Breathe
more slowly...

Well done. What is
your favorite song?

"Cherry."

- By "Wellboy"?
- Yes.

Let's sing.

Cherries, cherries...

It is your job to
calm down your child.

You are his father!

Do not tell me what to do, okay?

I'm not telling
you. It's just...

The child was not well. I thought
doctors could help with this.

It is in fact the task for a
nurse, not for some young girl.

This young girl, unlike you, is
doing quite well. Doesn't she?

Is she really?

- Well, shall we go out?
- Yes.

Get up.

Do you have any pain?

- May I examine you?
- Yes.

Look, a new call.

You see? We have
dozens of calls.

There are wounded in the city.

People need to go to
hospitals, they need surgeries.

I'm not even mentioning the old and
feeble people who also need help.

And who are you anyway?

I am Olena Pankova,

an ambulance paramedic.

Great! I want to
complain about you.

Do you think this is the best
solution in this situation?

Well, your right.

You know, I feel sorry, not
for you, but for your son,

with whom you have not found
any contact in seven years,

and he is hiding from
you in the closet.

You are healthy like
a superhero. Let's go.

The closet is not a
very reliable shelter.

It is better to go down to the
basement or leave the city.

Nadia, we have a new call.

That's it, kid, bye-bye!

Goodbye.

How are you?

- Fine.
- Fine?

Listen, kiddo! I
already told your mom

that I'm not going anywhere,
so I'm not going anywhere!

No! And after the shift
too. That's all. Bye.

What will you do
with these women...

Did your wife call again?

No, my daughter.

She, her husband and my granddaughter fled
from Kyiv to a village in Cherkasy region.

They want me to come over. What
did I forget in that village, huh?

- Well, shall we go?
- Let's go.

- Where to now?
- Independence square.

And the building number?

Not specified. It looks like
a person is on the street.

And what happened with the
people you've just seen?

Nervous dude, that's what.

- I see... Where are you going!
- Forget about him, Olena!

The poor boy was just scared.

If he was a good father, he would
have calmed down his son himself.

I feel so sorry about
these poor children,

all this will hit them so hard.

Well, that's true.

Children are not supposed
to hear these explosions.

It's a nightmare.

Who would have thought
that there would be a w*r

in the 21st century? Well,
except with some aliens!

It looks like that.

Good evening. Did you
call an ambulance?

- Yes.
- Do you have any documents?

- Driver's license.
- Give it to me.

- What happened to you?
- I have an ulcer.

Stomach or duodenal ulcer?

It's stomach.

It started to hurt in the
morning. I thought it will pass.

Can you get to the ambulance?

I'll try to.

Come on.

Here, here.

I was going to the enlistment
office... And here I am...

Enlistment office?
With an ulcer?

Well, of course! My son was
queuing there since early morning,

and decided to stay for the night
so as not to miss the queue.

And I thought, maybe he...

needs hot food...

And it got worse so suddenly...

Yeah...

Petrovych, come on, let's go!

- Did you throw up?
- Yes.

It looked like coffee grounds.

That's bad.

Why didn't you call earlier?

I don't know...

I'm sorry.

Petrovych, faster!

The pressure drops, 60 to 40.

Give him tamegran!

Petrovich, is it far?

Just a little more, 10 minutes.

I increase the
volume of infusion.

The stomach sagged, it seems
that he has internal bleeding.

Oh, it's bad, it's very bad.

I need to call my son...

Cardiac arrest!

Petrovych, stop! Adrenalin!

Reanimation!

25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30...

25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30...

Biological death has occurred...

The time is 3:10.

Let me do this.

Hello...

- What happened?
- Come on in.

Colleagues, I know you've been on duty
for 24 hours. You're terribly tired.

But there are more
and more wounded,

they keep coming in, and the
hospitals are unable to cope.

They say there is no guarantee Kharkiv
will not be taken within a day.

Max, what are you saying?

No one will surrender Kharkiv.

Street fighting is
already happening.

On Shevchenko street, enemy
troopers took over the school.

These are rumors.

- Who says so?
- You know...

Cut it off. We form a
convoy of ambulances

to transport the wounded
to the hospital of Dnipro.

It seems to be calmer there
now and they have free beds.

Who's ready to go?

Ivanovna, I'm sorry, I'll pass.

I've been driving for two days.

I can't see the road
anymore, and it's dangerous.

Nadia and I will go.

Fine, thank you.

Colleagues, who else?

We need to provide two
teams from our hospital.

I can't. My family
is leaving today.

I need to at least hug my
child and wife goodbye.

Seleznyov, you?

Why Seleznyov?

Why does it always
have to be me?

Ok. I will go.

Perfect. The question is closed.
We are getting ready to leave.

Mom, I don't mind
helping at all.

But we didn't
sleep for 24 hours.

Baby, no one had any sleep.

Someone has to do it.

Have you heard that Kharkiv
can be captured in a day?

Maybe it's better to
go away from here?

And we're continuing.

Kherson was defending
through the night.

The municipality
denied the information

about the city falling
to the enemies.

MY LOVE

Heavy fighting occurred
through the night.

Our local correspondent
will tell us

about the situation in the city

and what people go
through there now.

Ivan, good morning.

You go there. You take this one.

- Here.
- Close the door.

Watch your leg!

Careful. Come on, guys.

We will go to the hospital now,
where other ambulances will join us.

Oksana, what are you doing?
Go ahead and sit down, guys.

Come on, come on.

We need to tell them to change
their wounded into civilian clothes.

Otherwise, if Russians stop
us, we will be finished.

Nadia, if Russians stop the
car with three wounded guys,

who will believe that
they are civilians?

- Do we have other options?
- There are none.

That's it, let's go!

Do we have a female driver?

Yes. She's my mom.

And by the way, a female
ambulance driver is a rarity.

There was even a story about
her in the news before the w*r.

Cool.

- Is everything alright?
- Yes. Yes, everything is OK.

Great. You are like our
guardian angels here,

we are all counting on you.

We definitely do not
want you to faint.

I won't, I promise.

Thank you.

But I think we're most worried

about the driver not fainting.

I'm laughing for the first
time since the w*r began.

Wow, I am pleased. I was a
stand-up comedian before the w*r.

I even have the
nickname "Comedian".

By the way, I'm Stepan. Oh!

- Nice to meet you. Nadia.
- My pleasure.

Careful!

- My God, how are you?
- I almost got my teeth knocked out.

- Are you ok?
- Oh... yes, yes.

- I just recently...
- A little higher.

It's just, I recently
went to the dentist,

and when he told me the
cost of all those fillings,

he drooled.

He had to put that saliva
sucking pipe on himself.

Well, not all jokes
have to be funny.

You are very funny, honestly.

Thank you.

I will definitely come to your
standup show after the victory.

Just please take
care of yourself. Ok?

Fine.

Now I will be even more active
in making Russian cutlets.

It seems that all the
wounded have been treated.

Shall we go?

I will drive in the dark again.

Maybe you'd better stay?
It seems safe here.

Alone? And you?

What about me? I am a driver,
I will not abandon the car.

And I will not leave you.

Are you sure?

Yes, mom! We are going
to Kharkiv together.

Fine. Get well soon, guys.

- Bye!
- Thank you!

We will start with the main
events of the last night.

Our military shot down
four enemy aircrafts.

I have never seen such darkness.

You don't say... My
eyes hurt like hell.

- I'm so sleepy.
- Yeah.

Stop! Stop!

Why did we stop?

Can you hear me?

Why did we stop? What happened?

I'll go look.

What happened?

Well, it happened

that the last car took a call
from the neighboring village.

I see.

So, everyone is here now.

What happened?

One team went to take a
call, it's not far from here.

The patient is in bad condition,
and it's a long way for the locals.

Will we wait for them?

Yes. According to the protocol, the
whole column has to return together.

OK, everyone get
back to their cars.

Let's get warmed up.

Mom, I have a feeling that one
can see us here even from space.

A very easy target.

I don't think they will
b*mb an ambulance convoy.

I really hope so.

Mom, I'm so tired.

The sky is so clear
that if it weren't...

for these lights, the stars
would be just over our heads...

Good morning.

To you too, if
you're not joking.

How is the situation
in the city?

We don't have any
information yet.

We wanted to drive in
from the airport side.

Can you tell me
which road is safer?

Unfortunately, there is no information.
Allegedly, you can drive through Pisochyn.

But there is no guarantee
that it is safe there.

Fine. Good luck, guys.

Thank you and safe travels.

It is unknown which way is safer,
so it is up to us to decide.

I suggest driving in
from the airport side.

Absolutely not, the airport
will be the first target.

Let's go straight
ahead. It seems quiet.

We are all in the
open, it is not good.

They say we can go
through Pisochyn.

I have an aunt in Pisochyn.

She has not been
in touch for a day.

No one is in touch now.

Maybe we'd better wait
for some information?

That's enough of empty talk.
We'll go through the airport.

The rule of two walls.

At least two walls should protect
you from the source of danger -

one will probably be ruined
by the impact of expl*si*n,

and the second will stop
the debris and glass.

So it is safer to hide

in the place behind the
second wall from the facade.

I don't see our flag.

But the uniforms look like ours.

Who knows what they
are capable of now.

Keep calm.

- Good afternoon.
- Hi.

Documents, please.

Open the car.

Where did you go?

To the Dnipro, helped with
some wounded civilians.

What's in the other cars?

Well, just as empty.

Guys, who are you?

Meaning?

Well, which side are you?

Are you ours or...

We're Ukrainians, of
course. Don't worry.

Why don't you raise our flag
then, and speak Ukrainian.

Don't tell us what to do.

- We do not tell you how to do your job.
- Yes.

- Fine. Drive through.
- Thank you.

Thank God, everyone
came back alive.

Hello.

- Hello!
- You're alive!

All is well.

This was close.
Drive the cars away.

Until further instructions, all
personnel must go to the garage.

The garage is not a very safe
place. Can we go to the basement?

Andriychenko, were you there?

We haven't completed the renovation.
It will not be safer there.

- Or maybe there is some other place?
- Boiler room! Let's go there.

I don't have the keys
to the boiler room.

- And who has?
- The administrator.

I can't find him for two hours.

Well, this is real sh*t.

We're emergency service who
we can't help themselves.

- Calm down, everyone!
- How can I stay calm if there

is nowhere to hide
from the missiles?

Look, no one prepared
me for this either.

- The rule of two walls!
- What?

A m*ssile cannot break through
two walls, it can only break one.

We need to hide in a place
with two walls on each side.

- Corridor?
- Corridor.

- Corridor. Everyone to the corridor.
- That's at least something.

We have an important notice from
the Military Forces of Ukraine.

It concerns absolutely everyone,

because it is about the cyber
security of our country.

It seems to be far away.

Yulia, what is this?

What happened, Vira Ivanivna?

You did not write here
that people went to Dnipro?

Yes, I did not.

And? It turns out
they had a day off?

Sorry.

Yulia, a new shift starts
today at eight o'clock.

Where should I find people?

I will try to find someone.

Do you see that hell out there?

Do you think it's that
easy to find someone?

Vira Ivanivna, listen,
you can count on me.

I had some sleep in the
car. I will be able to work.

Nadia!

Mom!

Andriychenko, are you sure?

- Are you sure you can handle it?
- Yes. Do you need doctors or not?

Fine. Petrovych and Pankova
will come soon, so get to work.

Fine.

What happened?

Nothing. This guy,

instead of defending
the country, got drunk

and almost fought
with the cashier.

And in the end he
fell down the stairs.

- Are these his documents?
- Can you hear me?

- Do you feel dizzy?
- Well, yes, a little.

Keep your head up.

It looks like he
has broken ribs.

I just tripped over there...

Hey, hey, can you hear me?

Looks like a concussion.
Olena, the board.

Hold on.

Help us put him on the
spinal board, please.

Take him under arms,
under arms and... Up...

I gave you saline and
an anti-nausea medicine.

- How do you feel?
- I'm fine.

I wish we had less of these calls. We
have enough work without drunkards.

To be honest, I
don't drink at all.

I was just... scared.

My business is ruined. I
didn't know what to do.

Well, getting drunk
is the best way out.

It looks like you have
broken ribs and a concussion.

So, you can add health problems
to all your other problems.

But I'm not a soldier.

I'm an artist, you see.

I have never even see a weapon.

- What's the point of me?
- Don't say that.

There are many ways to help now.

Yes... You don't need
to sh**t to do that.

The shift is over.

Come on, Nadiyka,
I'll drive you home.

Petrovych, it's
against the rules.

Is it in the rules to
work three days in a row?

- It is also true.
- Get in!

Enemy combat equipment.
It burns beautifully.

In Kharkiv Oblast, on the
evening of the third day

of resistance to the
Kremlin occupier...

- Mom!
- I'm in the kitchen.

Finally.

Your favorite
pancakes are ready.

Thank you, mom. I am not hungry.

Come on, sit down,
eat something.

Are you tired?

- Nadia.
- What?

You have two gray hairs.

Come on, mom, we will dye them.

Baby, you are just 21!

Mom, let's not make drama
because of this now.

Did Roma call?

He didn't.

Nadia! Nadyusha, what is it?

Nadia?

Mom, I just don't understand,
what's the point of all this?

Why us, mom?

My dear child, who knows
the answer to this question?

Mom, it only began getting to me

that this is the end.

Our lives will never be the
same again. Do you understand?

You are just very tired.

When we worked, I understood
why I was breathing,

why I was doing it.

And now, mom, just simple everyday
things, eating, taking a shower...

What is all this for, mom?

Yes. Well, yes, it's
hard, it's very hard.

But you have to
endure it somehow,

everything will be fine.

I can't, mom!

That damn siren, my God!

I'm so done!

What shall we do?

I don't know.

- Let's go the corridor.
- Yes.

Aren't you sleeping, baby?

No, I can't sleep.

I worked for four
days and I can't.

Just stupid thoughts
getting into my head.

Me too. This is the second
time I have read the same news.

Look, you need to come
up with something,

distract yourself somehow.

Agree. Any ideas?

Piercing...

Or I can make you a tattoo.

- Tattoo?
- Why not.

Let's do it!

Alright. I will
bring the needle.

- Mom, are you serious?
- Yes.

I know what to do.

I will paint your nails now.

- Nails?
- Yeah.

- But I want them done like in a salon.
- Of course.

You are my beautiful girl,
you must be well-groomed.