01x06 - Episode 6

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Mom said: "Love is strange."

Dad said: "Don't let anyone in."

And I buy at the cheap market

My plastic heart.

The seller promised it won't crack from pain.

It doesn't need tenderness or warm words.

I hold it with both hands,

So I don't accidentally drop it
Into the abyss of your laughter.

On the iPhone screen...

-Ver, how did the percussionists let you in here?

-They let me in.

-Alright, let's go, it's time for us to rehearse.

-Thanks, Max.

-What were you singing there, by the way?
-None of your business.

-Fine. Listen, room 312 is free.

-I'm going home.
-What? We'll mess up the performance like this.

We need to rehearse.
-Tomorrow.

-Alright then. Listen, want to
take the guitar.

My brother says he doesn't need it anymore.

-No, don't.
-Well, you ask for it every time.

-Then you don't have to give it.

-No, that's not what I mean. It's just...

-Just what?

-Nothing. Listen, want to
come over to my place today with the guys.

-I can't, you know that.

-Excuse me, do you study at the Central Music School?

-Yes.
-Can I ask you a question?

-Go ahead.

-I want to send my daughter
to study at your school.

I came to look around,
ask the students how they like it?

-They don't like it at all.

It would be better for your daughter to go somewhere else.
-Why?

-Because.
-What do you mean? Too...

What happened?

-We've got a problem with Ustyugov.

-What kind?
-He called Umar, asked for a meeting.

-When?
-He called 20 minutes ago.

They said they'll be there soon.
-I'm on my way.

Is Sergey already there?
-Yes, he's already there.

Let us. Sergey will take care of everything
before they arrive.

-Give me your hoodie. I'll handle it myself.

-Makar, why didn't you take the disabled spot?
It's free.

Whoa, f*ck!

-Holy sh*t!
-Oh man!

-What's with him?

Unbelievable!

-Some kind of dive.

-What's with you, captain? Where'd you leave your arm?

-What kind of place is this?
-What is this?

-Hello.

-Hello, f*ck.
-What, we don't shake hands?

- Hello.
- Hi. We're definitely not eating.

-Bring us some water.
-Alright.

-What's up, captain? What happened?

Maybe something hurts?

-Basically,

the car slipped off the jack.
-f*ck!

Just like that? And why'd you crawl under it?

-A tire blew out on the road.

-And what did you want from us?

-To ask for a loan.

-Are you kidding?
Couldn't you say that on the phone?

Dragging yourself across the whole city, and without an arm.

-Well, I wanted to in person.

-And so, how much do you need?

-Five hundred thousand rubles.

-And you really don't have an arm there, right?

-No.
-And if I find it?

-Hold on. You gathered all of us here
to ask for 500 thousand?

-Well, yeah.

-I don't get it. Why the three of us?

And what's with the whole prelude,
that it's important, that we need to meet?

-I didn't want to on the phone,
you asked not to do it over the phone.

-Making us worry?
Why should we worry?

-No...
-Playing on our pity?

-I just got flustered.

-Fine, this isn't my thing, it's yours, Umarik.

Bye.
-Wait for us.

Have a smoke.
-It's my thing, yeah.

Alright, don't stress.
We'll lend you a helping hand.

We'll get you a prosthesis.

Only now you'll work for us.

-You'll work off the debt.

-Okay. What do I have to do?

-We'll figure it out.
I'll text you the number. Let's go.

Alright, come on.

Don't get sick.
-Good luck, cap.

-Thanks.

-Look who just showed up.

Definitely here to do some leftover shurpa.

Come with us, yo!
-Let's go.

-What are you looking at me for?
-Why do you jump on every piece of trash?

-Uncle Volodya, I'm here!

-Hello, Veronka!
-Hi, Aunt Marina.

Is grandma home?
-She went to the all-night service.

-Then I'll go to Uncle Volodya.

Hi!

Oceans again?
You're such a water lover, of course.

Listen, I'm going to let you hear
my new song.

Just don't tell anyone, okay?

On the iPhone screen - snow.

And under the snow - the ice age.

And inside me - defective light,

And no warranty at all.

Hello?

Sorry, wrong number.

Hello? Hello?

-Sorry, I dialed the wrong number.

Hello?

-Hello, my name is Zhenya,
I'm lonely.

Could you talk to me?

-Is this a prank? Kiryukha, is that you?

-We don't know each other,
I just need someone to talk to.

-I'm not transferring any money
anywhere.

-What's your name?
-Well... Pavel.

-Nice to meet you.

Can we just talk?

-Alright, let's talk.

What do you do?

-I used to be a firefighter...

And now I'm nobody.

-How nobody? What do you do in life?

-Well, I lost my family.

I had a husband I loved very much.

A daughter who was incredible -
kind, gentle.

I carried her in my arms when she was dying.

-Ugh, listen, that's a terrible story.

I'm sorry.

-Have you ever lost anyone?

-My father died during COVID.

But it was rough.

He died right on a ventilator.

-I'm sorry about your father.

How old was he?
-Seventy-three.

-My father died too, he was 64.

-Oh, young.

Is there anyone left for you?

-No. Do you have a family?

-I've got a kid, Dimka, he's already 14.

Wife Valentina.
Basically, a solid family, yeah.

Well... Maybe we could meet? Have some tea.
Or something stronger. Talk about life.

-I'm sure you've had
a very eventful life, Pavel.

-I'm not Pavel, I made that up.
My name's Vitalik.

-Thanks for the talk, Vitalik.
Sorry for being so sudden. Good luck to you.

-Yeah, hello.
-Hi.

A few days ago
you fed me tiramisu,

and I asked a lot of questions.

-Hi. I'm glad you called.

-My name is Zhenya.

-Nice to meet you, Zhenya. How are you?

-I want to ask you something else.
What do you feel when you save people?

-Listen, well...

I think it's obvious,
we work for that reason.

And in general I don't know, haven't thought about it.
-Think about it.

-I feel life.

Sorry if that sounds pretentious,
but I think that's it.

Hello? Can you hear me?

And how did you find my number?

-I want to meet with you.

-And if it leaks and the cops stop me,
what do I tell them?

-If there's a problem, here's a number, call there.

They'll sort it out.

-Alright, let's go!

Something pulls me down by the heart.

My legs will drag me to the ledge.

Everything I feel is very complicated.

Splashed with impossible poison.

But you would never get closer to me.

And I hate you endlessly.

And this pain is simply unbearable...

There should be a call to the 34th plot.

-Three-five-seven-eight-eight-nine.

Straight down the alley, second turn right,
the third plot will be there.

-Nice!

Unload faster
and leave right away, I'll follow you.

-Pasha, you promised me you'd clear the model off the table.

-We'll take it with Vitya now.

Listen, Natasha.

Let's not invite Gelazonia.
-But he invited us to his birthday.

-There'll already be 200 people, why more?
-Especially. You won't even notice him.

Want some porridge?
-I'm late - seriously!

-You'll mess up your shirt now.

You'll mess up your shirt!
-Natasha!

Oh my God, invite whoever you want.

Vitya, grab the model, let's go.

-Pavel Nikolaevich!

You need to see this yourself.

-What is it? Did you see a deer or something?

Is this some kind of dream I'm having?

Vitya, what is this?

-Pigs.

-Well I can see they're not rabbits!

Who dragged them here?

-There are two guys in Kamaz trucks.

-Two guys in Kamaz trucks?
And how did they get in here?

-I don't know, Pavel Nikolaevich.
-Well find out!

-Yes sir.

-Vitya, hurry up, we're late!
Drag this sh*t away.

-Pasha, why this?

-I'll k*ll them, f*ck! Cut their heads off!

Natasha!
-Pasha, why did they bring them here?

-Call security,
let them help clear them out.

Hello! Get to my plot fast,
and call the cops.

No, everything's fine.
-Hello.

-Someone just dumped a pile of pigs
on me right before I left!

-Come immediately!

We've got some kind of nightmare here!
-Why live ones? Dead ones! Hurry up!

-Holy sh*t!
-What holy sh*t?

Didn't you look what was in the back?
-I don't know. If there's a pass...

-You're fired as of today! Clear?

Clear them out faster!
-I was following the instructions.

-Then clear them out according to the instructions!

-Where are you going? There's a gate over there.

-f*ck!

-Pasha!

-Pavel Nikolaevich, don't!

-Pasha! No!

-Pavel Nikolaevich, don't!
-Go to hell!

b*tch!

Alright, come on!

-Hi!

-Hi.

-I knew we'd be talking about death with you.
But there was no kutya, so I got you stronger tea.

Glad you called.

-I can't figure you out.

And when I can't figure a person out,
I don't like it.

-What can't you figure out? Let me tell you.

-Well, you smile all the time -

is it because you're trying to be liked
or are you just that happy?

-And do you always deliberately try
to needle a person you like?

-Why do you think you like me?

-People usually call me at night in two situations.

Either they need some life saved,
or I simply like them.

-I found out that you really
do save lives.

And you're a good doctor, there aren't many like you.

-Want to make an appointment?

-I want to offer you a job.

-Okay. What kind?

-I'm leaving soon.

And, let's say, I need to leave
something very valuable,

that I can't dispose of myself.

I need a person.

A decent one.

-And I'm that decent person?

-I don't know. Like I said, I can't figure you out.
-Okay.

-Excuse me, I've got things here.

-Nice hat you've got.
-Yeah, it's a winter one.

-Do you like kids?

-I once wanted to open my own kindergarten.

-Wow. And what kind of kindergarten would that be?

-A regular kindergarten.

But just at the end of the world.

-And where is this end of the world of yours?

-I was born in Murmansk.

I don't like it when it's cold.

It's cold here for me too.

I want an end of the world where it'll be warm.

-You're a real mystery.
You look like a mystery, you speak in riddles.

-Let me tell you one.

If you solve it - the job is yours.

-Maybe I don't want this job.

-If I wasn't wrong about you after all,
you won't be able to refuse.

-Go ahead.
-It's an Arabic riddle.

-I'm all ears.

-Even the most ordinary child
from kindergarten

can become the smartest person in the world
by doing this.

What is it?

-Getting enough sleep.

-I'll wait until you solve it.

Thanks for coming.

-And how do I find you when I solve it?

-I'll find you.

-Dad, it's the Lipetsk guys getting revenge for the factory.
Let me go talk to them with Umarik.

-Don't be stupid, Alexander.
What did you study in England for? Sherlock Holmes.

Lyosha, explain it to him.

-The Lipetsk guys aren't capable of that.

They're entrepreneurs, no crime.
We settled everything with them smoothly.

-Alright, work is temporarily finished.

Leave the premises.

-Greetings.

-Good day.

-We found the people who gave money
to those Kamaz drivers.

Through them we got to the farm
where they shipped the carcasses.

There's some young unremarkable guy
everywhere.

He came, introduced himself
as Alexander Karpachyov,

gave money, and that was it. We can't find him yet.

-Alexander Karpachyov - here he is.

Here he is standing!
-Yes, I understand it's some kind of joke.

-What a f*cking joke!

They came to my home! To me, you understand?

Why the hell did we restore order in the country?
So this lawlessness could come back?

Find me that unremarkable guy.

-Yes, Pavel Nikolaevich.

-I don't hear confidence in your voice.

-We'll do everything possible.
-Pavel Nikolaevich, where should we put him?

-And why the hell did you drag him here?

-You said
you were really looking forward to the model in the showroom.

-Are you an idiot or what?

There'll be a big model here,
filling the whole space.

Just like this one, but big.

And what's this?
-A model.

A small one.

-Come here.

Look. In this tower lives Bufman.

In this one - Altushkin.

Here - Kuzmichyonok.

In the evening they'll come out here for a walk.

To the field. With their wives, little dogs.

They'll see our project through the window.

And they'll invest.

-I get it. So we're waiting for the big model then?

-Yes. And get this the hell out of here.

And what are you hanging around for, Zhitkov?

-You should strengthen security.

-Without the snot-nosed ones.

-Seryoga, wait for me outside.

Pavel Nikolaevich, I'm an officer on duty,
I'm not your employee.

And even without that I don't deserve
this kind of treatment,

especially in the presence of my subordinates.

I respect you and I ask
that you respect me and my rank.

-Is this respectful enough, colonel?

-Take him away. Liza!

-Listen, Sash.

You didn't get into any trouble there
with Umarik, did you? Huh?

-Everything's solid with us.

-"Everything's solid"?

Can't you speak normally,
in Russian? Or in English?

"Everything is okay, daddy"?

Without this shawarma talk.

-Dad, everything's fine with us.
No lawlessness, everyone walks around in suits.

-And what's with Makar?
-Makar is fully into crypto,

we don't even cross paths for work.

-Yeah, you just drink together.

-It happens. But everything's normal too,
not like before.

-Yeah... We've got a solid place.

Everyone needs to know about our project.

Well, as long as they don't stuff pigs in here.

-Dad.

I want to help.

-Take care of the security for the celebration with Umar.

And come over today anyway,
stay the night, with the family.

So your mother can relax.

-Okay.

-Some kind of banana republic.

-And if the girl doesn't believe you?

She will believe.

-She might not even remember her mother.
Maybe she doesn't care about her anymore.

-She's unhappy.
-You don't know that for sure.

-There's fear in her eyes.
I know she's unhappy.

-You can see she doesn't trust you.
Let's just take her.

-That way you'll scare her even more.

-But because you're dragging it out,
we're risking both the girl and our whole plan.

-Your Vera is a real champion.

-She makes a lot of mistakes.

-Oh, few of the kids play as cleanly.

Hello!

What a surprise - meeting again.

-Hi.
-I really liked how you played.

Are you really afraid of me?

-And where is your daughter?

-I'm alone today. I came to see
how everything is arranged here with you.

-And how is it?
-Listen, I'm under a big impression.

What's the music you were playing about?

-Listen, if you're a music agent,
they already offered us last year.

And you need to talk to my grandmother.

-Do you need help with your grandmother?

-I'm going.
-Vera.

You didn't answer. Do you need help? Any kind.

-Goodbye.

-Well, my boy.

How much longer do you have to suffer?

How much longer has God measured out for you?

Or maybe it's not God punishing you?

What are these trials for?

Maybe it's you yourself?

Punishing me, not yourself.

Didn't your mother tell you -
don't drink, quit? And you?

Got drunk, knocked over the chair.

It wasn't God who knocked it over, it was you.
You got drunk yourself and knocked it over.

You rolled around yourself for ten years. And now?

How much longer do I have to roll you around, huh?

What is this for?

Tell me, dear?

Finally.

And why did you play Ravel?
We talked about Tchaikovsky.

-Well...
-No "wells."

-Max and I decided
that Ravel is played less often.

-Showing off, then?

Go wash your hands.

And next time
let's do without the French.

-Okay, grandma.

Well, there was also a Chinese kid who played -
a transcription for piano of "Flight of the Bumblebee."

Really fast, like very.

And then Rubin played "Peter and the Wolf."

But that was at the end,
as a showcase performance.

-Is that all you're going to tell me?
-No.

There was a woman.

She... She said she wants to hire me

for some performance or contest,
like last year.

And I told her
to talk to you.

Honestly, I'm not lying.
-Why didn't you tell me right away?

-I was afraid you'd get angry
because they offered me to perform.

I refused and thought
she wouldn't show up again

and you wouldn't find out,
as if nothing happened.

-You'll read "Forgiveness of Sins" by Chrysostom


Let's go move Volodya.

-How was your day, Uncle Volodya?

Good.
-Now we'll move you.

Come on.

Help mom. Like this.

There's my golden boy.

Like this.

Like this.

-Can I sit with him
while you wash up?

-You can, just not for long.

Oh Lord.

I planted six more flash drives.

Everything will be fine.

In a year I'll take you.

And we'll leave for a place
where she'll never find us.

I promise you.

Good night, Uncle Volodya.

-Good morning.

Here, from Dobryninsky and European.

Smolenko will only give it next week.

-Pass it on to Father Grigory.

Bow from me, say
I'll stop by next week.

-Until evening.

-"Scientists from the Woods Hole
Oceanographic Institution in the USA

were unable to determine the species of the whale.

They believe it may be a hybrid
of a blue whale and a whale of another species.

According to an article in The New York Times,

the research group
received letters from deaf people.

The vibrations in its singing
have become lower since 1993.

Probably because
it has matured enough.

The biological reason
why the vibrations in the singing..."

-Eat and go to school.

Well, Vera.

Why do you think God tests us like this?

-I don't know.

-You don't want to talk
because you're hiding something from me?

-No, grandma.

It's just that I have exams now,

and I'm afraid I'll disappoint you.

That's why I'm worried.

-Eat.

Tell Konstantin,
once he drops you off, let him come for me.

I'm going to Yevgeny Gennadyevich.

-Hello, Konstantin.
-Good morning.