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KIT FILM STUDIO
NTV PRESENTS
TAKE SHOT FILM STUDIO
IVAN PRODUCTION SINCE 1995
MOSCOW 2012
Oh, shit...
What the hell!
Who are you?
Albert.
Call me Alik.
I'm Gleb.
What are you doing on my couch...
Albert?
I'm sorry.
Elizaveta let me stay here.
- Did she... - I can't get back to Bryansk,
I was mugged, they took my passport, my money...
- I was exhausted... - I see.
I'll...
Straight down the hall.
Wait!
Where'd you get this?
- Elizaveta gave it to me yesterday. - May I?
Of course.
That's not mine! It's not...
- Not mine. - Of course not...
- She didn't want me to catch pneumonia. - Calm down.
No, no need... Keep it.
- I need to get to Bryansk... - It's alright.
- Goodbye. - Bye.
Dr. Shevkunov...
Hello, Misha.
Hello. So, are you really...
really discharging Eva?
Yes, we tried the aggressive course of therapy, it was unsuccessful.
Her treatment is over for now. You're going home.
Take a little break from hospitals, then we'll see what to do next.
- Could you prescribe something else? - Misha,
take her medical history to a clinic,
your local clinic,
and get a prescription for painkillers right away.
Understood?
Right away, alright?
EMERGENCY ROOM
Come on, come on.
Toss it in.
- One sec... - Hold this.
CHILDREN'S WARD
KIT FILM STUDIO
...and four more oxygenators. No, not three.
People are suffocating.
To the Foundation, where else?
NTV PRODUCTIONS
How much more of this nonsense do I have to take?!
IVAN PRODUCTION
TAKE SHOT FILM STUDIO
All I ask is that
people don't touch my papers!
Is that really asking the impossible?
Hey, keep it down.
- Ilya's sleeping. - Where's the damn insurance policy?
What will I show Child Services today?
PRESENT
This one?
CHULPAN KHAMATOVA
I'm going to go by the school and get Ilya registered,
- so he can start on Monday. - Leave the papers, I'll do it.
ANDREY BURKOVSKIY
Where is it?!
Hey... don't make a big mess in here.
KONSTANTIN KHABENSKIY
Judging by how empty my hangers are getting,
you clearly favor your male patients, don't you?
I'll switch to women, I promise.
It would only be fair.
And before you expropriate my clothing,
please check the pockets.
Or you won't get any presents.
It's so beautiful!
ANDRZEJ CHYRA
FILIPP AVDEEV
I'm off to the Foundation.
I have a meeting at 1 at the Department.
Then the train station. Be home at 7.
ALEKSEY AGRANOVICH
TIMOFEY TRIBUNTSEV
Give Ilya a ki... No, I'll do it.
Quiet, you'll wake him up!
EVGENY PISAREV
SERGEY SOSNOVSKIY
YULIYA AUG
WELCOME TO YOUR NEW HOME, ILYA! MOM AND DAD :)
Isn't he handsome?
ELENA KORENEVA
TATYANA DOGILEVA
PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE! LIZA.
OK, bye. See you tonight.
DOCTOR LIZA
- Hi! - Hello.
I told you to move the boxes yesterday!
- Hi. - Hi, Mommy's here,
she brought Baralgin.
Why's the kitchen such a mess?!
That was Yasha, eating.
Oh, and he was drinking out of four mugs at once?
- Don't lie to me. - I just...
Is cleaning up really that hard?
- Apparently so. - Indeed.
- Get off the internet. - One sec.
- Did Sasha come by? - Yes, he left everything over there.
So, we have Baralgin, we have syringe tips, we have these...
What about Betadine?
He didn't bring Betadine? Great, how can I do my job?
- Did you get Katya's death certificate? - Yes, I waited in line all morning.
And I ordered the hearse.
Father Konstantin will be at the church at 3.
Damn, I forgot my dress!
I promised to bury her in a nice dress. Why the long face?
One of your fish die?
Relationship drama.
What?
Are you serious?
- You've been together 7 years. - I don't know what's going on.
OK... So it's truly and irreversibly over?
Looks that way.
Come on.
Petrovich.
Come on, Petrovich, keep your chin up.
He'll kick himself for dumping a guy like you.
- You know the best cure for the blues? - Cognac?
Work! Work, Petrovich.
Hello.
Are you Doctor Liza?
No, I'm Doctor Lena. Doctor Liza's over there.
- Are you Liza? - Oh! I am.
- Gena. - What is it?
- Hi. - I'm a welder.
- OK... - Senior welder.
Oh, that's just 'cos you can't get under, like, with a saw,
it's dirty, so I used me fingers...
- OK... - But they didn't have it.
- Didn't give it. - Give what?
But when he come by,
how about a "thanks"? I'd like that.
Come on in, Gena. And?
So, I use me fingers, it hurts, I says we can't do that.
An' he don't reply. I'm a human after all, I want an answer.
And then... oh, yeah,
- they gives us boots wi' holes. - OK.
I go, "I'm gonna fight this."
- So I need... I need a certificate. - OK...
Cos evil... is afraid of documents.
An' I want it all done right.
So I can go show it him.
Now, do you get paid on time?
- That's not... - Is it enough?
- Well, no. - No... are you hungry?
- Lena, bring us some tea! - No, no, I...
- Do you drink? - No.
- Been to the doctor lately? - To the doctor?
- Hmm? - Well, maybe... my teeth?
Your teeth? Let me see.
- I'm embarrassed. - Show me... oh, I see.
Remember: 8 Vishnevskogo Street. I'll write it down.
The doctor's name is Roman.
Tell them right away, "Doctor Liza sent me!"
Got that? 8 Vishnevskogo Street...
- Here. - OK, right...
Right...
No, you... You didn't get me.
- How so? - Forget me teeth, it ain't about me.
Gimme a certificate. I need it real bad.
What certificate, Gena?
A... a certificate for fighting evil in the world.
I see...
- A certificate for fighting evil. OK. - A certificate makes it all official.
- Sure. - Then it means something.
Sure, of course.
Look, Gena, here's what we'll do. You go to the doctor.
Then come back tonight and we'll give you the certificate.
- It's only fair! I want 'em to come, - I promise.
and shake me hand and say, "Your work's important, Gena."
I want it done right.
- Sure. - All by the rules!
Why's it like this? It's not by the rules.
You're telling me, Gena.
- ...the stamp on it, I can... - The stamp.
Gena, listen to me. Come on, Gena.
Look, Gena, I promise, you'll get your certificate, OK?
Do you believe me? Do you?
Look, I promise you. Personally.
OK? Promise to go to the doctor. Will you go?
- Yeah. - You will? Good.
Alright, wonderful, Gena. Thank you, dear.
Fighting evil.
Morphine?
We don't have any.
What do you mean?
Fill out a form. When we get some, we'll call you.
But... I can't wait. I need it right now.
I'm sorry, but we've run out. Next?
No, wait, hold on. What am I supposed to do?
Could you check if another pharmacy has any?
It's no use, your prescription is for this pharmacy.
So?
They won't give you morphine. They can't, the zoning is strict.
Look, my daughter is at home...
in extreme pain, you see?
Look, it's all written in the doctor's note.
Come back tomorrow morning, maybe we'll have some.
Are you listening to me?
- There are people in line. - Have a heart.
Just wait, would you?
So... here: "Due to relapse, further treatment..."
No, that's not it. Hold on.
Here:
"Patient must have adequate pain relief at home."
- I understand. - Do you really?
Do you? I can't just go back to my daughter...
I can't go back there with nothing.
She's screaming in pain! Are you even human?
Sir, maybe there's an equivalent?
- Is there an equivalent? - This prescription is for morphine,
you'd need a new one, but we're out of equivalents, too.
I feel for you.
You feel for me, huh?
- So I should just buy some vitamins? - Get out.
She's screaming in pain!
- What's wrong with you people?! - Come on, get out.
You should call Liza.
Who?
Here's Doctor Liza's number.
She can help.
Call her right away.
Hello?
- Is this the Fair Care Foundation? - Yes.
Can I talk to Doctor Liza?
- Speaking. - Hello Liza, I...
I was given your number,
they said you could help me...
You see, my...
my daughter has cancer.
She was... released from intensive care today.
Easy, easy, Misha.
It's OK, Misha.
Try to calm down.
If you don't calm down, I can't help.
Can you start over?
Yes, OK.
- Alright, so, my daughter is six. - Her name?
Eva Savchuk... she was in Hospital 1800.
Her attending physician is Denis Shevkunov.
He gave me papers to take to the pharmacy...
They were out of medicine.
- And equivalents? - Yes.
Is Eva conscious right now?
Yes, she's conscious, she's at home.
She's screaming in pain.
Misha... Get ahold of yourself.
Your family needs someone with a level head.
Misha, are you there?
Liza, what do I do?
I can't just go home, you know?
I understand. I'll find medicine for you.
- OK? - Yes, OK.
Write down my cell.
Ilya?
- Hi. - Hi.
- You got up? - Yeah...
I found the fritters Mom made.
I just got you signed up for school.
You are now enrolled in class 6B. Sorry it's not 6A.
No worries.
We're celebrating tonight.
- How come? - Mom and I have been together 30 years.
Thirty? Wow!
Scary, isn't it?
Yeah.
So... are a lot of people coming over?
Yeah, lots.
Yeah?
And are... the Child Services people coming today?
Yes, they are.
Nothing to worry about.
They'll just come to see how you're doing with us.
Guess who's back!
- Alyosha. - Dad.
- Hi. - Hey.
Kostya!
Come on!
You've really grown!
Seven centimeters.
- So, you officially with us? - Yeah, 3 days already.
- Where's Mom? - At the train station today.
But she'll make up for it tonight.
Course, it's Wednesday. As always,
your kids fly all this way, and bam! it's a Wednesday.
- Don't get smart, smart guy. - Enough whining.
Come on, I'll feed you.
I've called all my guys, of course.
No luck.
Nothing. Not till tomorrow at best.
Come on, Petrovich, think. Maybe one of yours can help?
Get morphine, just like that? No way.
Shevkunov didn't give them oral morphine?
I'm heading to see him now. I'll find out.
So, the recovery will be here, too?
Yes, it will all be here, in the next wing, so...
- Here to see me? - Hi.
- Hello.
So don't worry. It will be OK.
Thank you so much.
- Hi. - Want some coffee?
- No, I'll be quick. - Well, I do.
- So... Eva Savchuk was one of yours? - She was.
Why did you send her home?
Don't start, Liza.
I have others like her, and no beds. Don't they get a chance?
Denis, she urgently needs painkillers.
What's the issue?
Her dad was meant to get a prescription.
Their pharmacy is out of morphine.
So what do you suggest?
Does the department have a daily surplus?
Give it to me, I'll bring it back tomorrow.
Liza, I'm not a dealer... I'm a doctor.
There's an inspection tomorrow. You hear? I can't give you anything.
Not like I used to. No.
- Please? One last time. - So many damn inspections.
No, I can't. I can't.
- You can. - No, no.
Man up, I'll return it before the inspection.
It's just 4cc. For a child.
So what if it's for a child? You forget what country this is?
- Or how things work? - I know.
What is the procedure for writing up and prescribing
a patient one milliliter of morphine? No, no, hold on.
The ambulance brings a patient in. Acute myocardial infarction,
pulmonary edema - basically, he needs
morphine right away, or else - what?
- Yeah. - Shock and death, right.
What does the doctor have to do? He has to sit,
and write in the patient's chart
a prescription for a controlled substance,
along with a description
of the patient's symptoms, with the exact date and time.
Then he gives the chart to the nurse on duty,
- who finds the Chief, - Denis.
- to get a signature. - Not funny.
And the patient?
- Still breathing? Great. - I know all this!
- Lay off! - No, it gets better.
Then she runs with the chart to a safe which has two locks.
If there's no morphine in it, it usually runs out fast,
she runs to the secure room, which is in another wing,
with another nurse.
She checks all the damn names and numbers,
then copies it all down in her damn record books, which takes time.
After that, she finally hands over the damn medicine,
which has to be brought back here.
What do we end up with? A stiff!
- I know this. - No, you don't.
You think the children's ward is different?
It's even worse.
If I followed all the laws,
- I'd have a ward of dead kids. - I'm asking you to be a good person.
I sign off on things, I...
fudge the numbers, I write things up, I backdate it all.
Then they come for my ass, and they start inspecting.
And tomorrow is one of those...
unfortunate days. Sorry.
Don't be a shithead.
Fine.
I'm a shithead, you're a saint. Agreed.
MISHA: "LIZA, HELP! EVA'S IN PAIN!"
Someone, please!
Hurry, he's not breathing!
Someone help! Hurry, he's not breathing!
- Yulia, dexamethasone, stat! - Coming!
Respiratory arrest.
- What medicine was he given? - Doctor, hurry.
- When was it administered? - 30 minutes ago.
- Did he have any concerns? - No, nothing serious.
Did his doctor see him?
Came by this morning.
Prep for intubation.
Slowly. Twenty.
We have a pulse.
Why are you still here?
I had to stop by one place.
Thanks, Denis.
MORPHINE
Take two of the ampules,
and a spoonful of honey...
And then...
open them up and add them to the honey.
Then stir it really, really well.
About this much, you see?
Just 3cc.
Come here, sweetie.
Oh, sweetheart...
Do this very slowly...
It's bitter, you don't want a gag reflex...
Just like this. Go on, pumpkin.
Go on, sweetie. Good girl...
Misha, you got that?
- Every 4 hours or so. - You got it?
- I think so, yeah. - There, honey.
Oh, honey...
When do we do it again?
When?
I wrote it down somewhere...
One sec.
- I wrote it down... - How about this?
Look at me. I'll come back.
I'll come back in four hours and do it.
- Really? - Yes, of course.
Alright, you two... try to get some rest, OK?
She should fall asleep. Stay nearby, hold her hand.
Right, sweetie?
I went through the inventory.
Everything was there, I signed off. Now a pack is missing.
Doctor, I don't understand.
Alright, Yulia...
Yulia... Calm down, have a seat.
- I'll be sent to prison... - Yes, you will.
Unless you can go through it second by second.
So, the boy in 506 needed help. I grabbed a pack from the safe.
I went to give him a shot and left the safe open, but I shut the door.
Or did I?
Dammit...
Who was in the hall?
When you left the room?
Masha... and the boy's mother,
she ran into the room with me. And your friend Liza was there.
Alright, here's what we'll do.
Don't tell anyone anything is missing.
- OK. - Not a soul.
Even if the Big Lady asks, just play dumb.
You know nothing.
Put this in the safe and lock it.
You got that?
Alright.
LIZA: "I TOOK IT."
"WILL RETURN. NOT HER FAULT."
They want to get rid of all the parking spots on Tverskaya.
- As if that'll speed up traffic. - It will.
Less spots, less cars.
You want less traffic, move out of Moscow.
It's the European system. Smaller roads, less traffic.
Go buy a bike if you want to be European.
Yes?
- Mr. Kolesov? - Yes.
This is the senior home, calling about your father.
And?
We have a problem...
What is it?
Your father took a nurse hostage,
he's demanding you come see him.
Hostage? That's ridiculous. He's 86 and can barely walk.
It's our fault, the new nurse didn't keep an eye on him.
- He stole some rubbing alcohol. - Wait, hold on.
He's got an implant.
I told you all that!
- Yes, we know. - Is he alive?
- Of course, but he wants to see you. - I understand.
You're... the professionals.
Handle this without me. Goodbye.
That was harsh.
I'm fed up.
Look, maybe you should... stop by?
- He is your father. - Dima, drop it, OK?
- Just some friendly advice. - Oh, really?
- From a friend. - Yeah, yeah.
Think that's the first call?
It's the 2,441st.
I put him in the best senior home so they'd look after him.
- I pay for it. - So change homes.
What's that got to do with it? He's a washed-up drunk.
He screwed up his life.
Ruined our family, drove my mom to her grave.
While he was shooting up, drinking, and bumming around. And now?
His paternal feelings surfaced in his old age?
He wants to talk, sure.
Get out of the road, dumbass!
You cold?
Call the Federal Drug Control Service.
Why?
Because you're covering for your friends.
What friends?
I watched the security camera footage.
It was that Glinka woman!
Do it.
Elena, she'll bring the drugs back.
No need to call anyone. Really.
Elena, please don't call them.
Hello?
This is Hospital 1800.
We've had an incident.
Zavyalova.
Chief... Chief of Medicine.
Oh! Alyosha! You scared me!
What are you doing?
Oh, my darling! They're so...
They're so beautiful!
Oh, I missed you so much, my darling!
Good flight? Where's Kostya?
Are you hungry? Did Gleb feed you?
Look at these bags!
- Did you sleep at all? - So many questions!
My darling.
- Oh, my favorite darling boy is here. - You smoking again?
No... no, that'll be Petrovich.
Oh, sure. Dad said you'd be in there till evening.
Go get your things. I...
missed you, I'm here to kidnap you.
- Me too. - Let's go home.
No, I can't go now.
I have to do some work.
Go home and take a nap,
rest a bit, I'll be there when you wake up.
Mom, you can't do this!
I'm only here for 2 days, it's your anniversary.
Kostya's here, and Ilya.
Be with us today, not in that basement.
Alyosha, come on... don't sulk.
Don't be mad at me, please. Don't be mad.
I'll finish everything up and be home soon.
Mom, don't answer that!
Nothing bad will happen if your phone's off for one day.
Let's go home. Please.
Alyosha, this is important.
Really. I'm sorry.
What the hell are you up to? Are you insane?
Liza... bring the morphine back now or I call the police.
I can't bring the morphine back.
- The girl is in extreme pain. - So what?
So it's OK to screw others over, too?
You'll get my nurse put on trial.
No one will be on trial. I'll bring it tomorrow.
You've totally lost your mind.
I took it, I'll return it!
Tomorrow. Before the inspection.
Where did...?
I'm looking at him, thinking: "Pal, do you...
you do realize where you work? Snap out of it..."
- No, it's no biggie. - Oh, I love you.
- You're lovely. - Greetings.
Hi.
Two years will go by, he'll understand.
- Hi, Sergey... - Hi.
So what happened?
An accident. My fault. This bum...
ran in front of my car.
- Cost me 20k. - Need help? I can make a call.
- Yes, make the call... - No need.
My insurance will cover it, sir.
Be right back.
Sergey...
An opportunity has arisen... for you to show off a bit.
There's this woman, Elizaveta Glinka.
Heard of her?
- The Queen of the Bums? No? - No.
She's well-known.
The local council is griping about her.
Important people are not happy.
And now we have grounds. She stole morphine.
Look into the situation.
And make it high profile.
- We're on it. - Sergey, this is big.
Go over there yourself.
Do what needs to be done.
It's all very simple.
Do it fast. The press is coming tonight.
- Understood. - Hungry?
No, thanks.
- Can I go? - Yes.
Sergey...
What?
- I missed you. - Get to the point, Petrusha.
- Not very romantic of you. - I know you too well.
OK, look: my friend's son was picked up with weed.
And?
He's from a good family, his mom's a veterinarian, we were classmates.
The kid's a total wimp...
Grew up with no dad.
No dad... tragic. What's it to do with me?
I've never asked you for anything.
- Let's help the kid, OK? - Help who?
- The boy. - Help who?
- This is bull. - OK, fine.
- Total bull. - Fine, I was just asking...
Why should we help anyone?
If someone gets into shit, it's on them.
- No helping out! - Why did I ever sleep with you?
- You liked it. - No benefit to it.
So, why don't you go ask Antipov?
Jealous?
What is with you?
Did something happen?
My father's drinking again.
I got a call from the senior home.
Oh, he called me yesterday, totally wasted.
He told me as a kid you...
- were scared of Reagan. - Lay off.
You know, I really like your father.
Especially when drunk. Same goes for you.
- You're more fun. - Bye.
Come on, Sergey...
Cheer up, would you?
Or else I just want to...
comfort you.
Emotionally, and physically.
Get out of here.
Liza!
Gimme some... shoes.
Yasha, you took some last week.
Did you eat those, too?
They wore out.
Zhenya, see if we have some in there.
Yasha...
here you go.
- Not those! - Yasha...
Oh, here...
I want to return this.
It's just...
- I don't even know what to say... - What's wrong?
I can't wear this. It's covered in fluff.
- It's a total mess. - You spent ages choosing it last time.
I couldn't see it was damaged, because of the pleats.
This is not at all funny.
This isn't Africa, I won't...
- wear things like that. - Like what?
- Unwearable. - Look, Volochkova,
stop making such a fuss.
- Want me to give you a dress? - Unworn?
Not even once.
Is it too small?
Too small... No, I don't look good in fuchsia.
Fuchsia?
You know, that color ages you...
No...
No, it's not, you know, super fuchsia, it's...
Reasonably?
What do you mean?
Yes, it's reasonably fuchsia.
- You're too much, Volochkova. - My chest hurts.
Your chest hurts?
That's Petrovich's area.
Please examine our ballerina.
A man?
He's only sort of a man...
Come on. He's a licensed doctor, an oncologist.
- I'm very gentle, come on. - He's a boob specialist.
Your breasts are fine. Where does it hurt?
Sort of between my ribs.
Maybe I ate something bad?
Sometimes it's my chest, sometimes my stomach.
When did you last get a cardiogram?
Oh... in my girlhood.
When I danced at the Bolshoi.
Alright, I see. Get dressed.
Go to Baumanskaya tomorrow,
to see Dr. Natalia Borisova.
Tell her I sent you.
- No. - Here's the address.
I won't go.
I hate hospitals. I won't go.
Oh yes, you will, no arguing!
Here... take it!
Thanks, Sanya.
Are you scared? Want me to go with you?
We'll go together, OK?
We'll go tomorrow. Go on.
- Hey, I think we should celebrate. - Celebrate what?
The start of my lonely old age. I'm a bachelor.
Oh, please.
I won't drink to loneliness.
You find morphine?
- I did. - Where?
From Denis at the hospital.
- Just a little sip. - No, I don't want any.
Remember, the funeral's at 3. Katya's there.
So, any volunteers to go to a funeral?
Oh, no surprise.
Liza, the police called.
You're needed at the station. Here's the address.
- Fuck. - Meaning?
It's game over.
POLICE STATION
Hi.
Elizaveta Glinka. I was told to come in.
- Hello, Dr. Glinka. - Hi.
We arrested one of your bums.
He was walking in the road, and resisted arrest.
What bum? I don't get it.
Don't you work with hobos? Give it here.
He had your Foundation's business card in his jacket.
Ibrahim Ulumo Oglu, age 35. Fair Care.
Yes, he's one of ours.
There you go. My boys picked him up.
The bum's condition seemed questionable.
- Did you call an ambulance? - They said to call you.
- Where is he? - In the cell.
- Can I examine him? - Go ahead... Konstantinov!
Open this up.
Let's have a look.
Not him. That one, with the beard.
Him?
Yeah.
What's your name?
It's written here: Ibrahim Ulumo Oglu, 35.
Sure... 35 years old.
Look, are you taking him?
He has memory loss...
due to a stroke or a head injury. We'll do an MRI.
Hard to say right now.
Partial depersonalization.
Malnutrition, stress...
dehydration. The whole package.
- How long ago was the injury? - Six months or more.
Maybe he left home, fell, and forgot. Or he was beat up.
Just how we like it.
We'll see.
A patient of mine had depersonalization after talking to the tax authorities.
That's it for now.
Lyonya...
Lyonya!
Do you have a bed on the ward?
- Liza... - Can I leave him here?
How will I register him? He has no identification.
Identification... we'll handle that.
I took his picture.
I'll bring you identification.
Please, I don't have space for him.
I can keep him till morning,
- then I'll need ID. - Till morning!
That's wonderful! Till morning.
I love you, Lyonya! I have to run.
You said you met with Elizaveta Glinka before the theft, yes?
Yes.
What did you talk about?
She wanted help getting morphine for a patient.
Could you help?
How?
Fair enough.
What is your relationship to the suspect?
A regular one... We go way back.
Went to medical school together.
- Then lost touch for a while. - How come?
- Liza took up palliative care... - Sorry, took up what?
Palliative care. Working with dying patients.
I see.
Please continue.
We lost touch...
- She married an American. - An American?
She lived in the States...
- I worked in Moscow. - In Moscow.
Children's intensive care.
So you could say you were friends?
Well...
to some extent, yes.
And she asked for morphine as a friend?
- I don't understand. - Did she ask for it as a friend?
As a favor?
You...
- could say that, yes. - Excellent.
What was your patient's name?
Eva Savchuk.
- Eva Savchuk? - Yes.
- Where does she live? - It's... it's in her file.
Dr. Shevkunov...
I...
am going for a smoke.
While you write your statement.
Wait a second.
Is it mandatory?
What do you mean?
I mean... do I have to write a statement?
Unless you want to be charged under Criminal Code article 234,
"Illegal Traffic in Potent Substances for the Purpose of Sale"
then you have to.
Two minutes.
I'll be 10 minutes.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Elizaveta Glinka? - Yes.
Major Kolesov, Senior Detective with the Federal Drug Control Service.
We can talk now or wait for your lawyer.
- We can talk now. - Wonderful.
You're suspected of stealing an opioid analgesic from the hospital.
You're aware that is a felony, I hope?
Of course.
Were you at Hospital 1800 this morning?
- I was. - Why were you there?
I was... talking to the head of the children's intensive care unit.
That's all?
I asked him to prescribe a patient painkillers.
Per the law, the patient should have received painkillers.
Why did you ask him?
Doing it legally would take until tomorrow at best.
But the child needed the drugs quickly.
Dr. Glinka, don't get worked up.
I have security camera footage showing you leaving the hospital office.
Did you take the morphine?
- I did. - Where is it?
Did you hear my question?
Look...
it was for a child.
A little girl. In extreme pain.
Where is the drug?
How about this:
I only borrowed the drug.
I'll return it by the inspection. I know how. No harm done.
And the child gets relief. She won't have to suffer.
She won't be in pain. Is that... is that really a crime?
Where's the drug?
Are you carved out of stone?
You should be catching real criminals.
Is it in the apartment?
Here's the plan.
We'll go up there, get the drug and go to my station.
And the anesthesia issue will be settled per official protocol.
- Analgesia. - As you say.
- Hi. - Hi, Misha.
- Hello. - Hello.
He's with me.
How's she doing?
Hi there, pumpkin.
Sweetheart... does it hurt?
A little bit, hmm?
It hurts?
Did you like the honey?
Want some more? Hmm?
Want some honey? Yeah?
Misha...
- She's asking for her goat. - What goat?
Did we used to have a goat?
Eva, honey...
Did you have a toy like that?
Maybe you played with it at the hospital?
No?
- Hey, Mommy, where's the goat? - Where's the goat?
Alright, we'll look for it.
Where is... the goat?
Not over here... Maybe here?
Not here either.
Hmm...
Maybe it's hiding in the closet? Let's look and see!
Mr. Goat?
Not in here, either!
Is it over here somewhere? Nope, not here!
Hmm... a goat, you say?
It's so good at hiding. Where's the goat, honey?
In the dollhouse?
Mr. Goat... Baah, baah, where are you?
How strange. No goat in here.
It's not a toy goat, it's real.
A real live goat?
- Where's the real live goat? - Oh, a real goat! Mom!
There's a real goat hiding in here!
Let's... try to find it!
- Now... - Misha, lift the pillow.
My darling.
My darling girl.
Good job...
You feel sick?
Excellent.
Good girl. Alright...
Why don't we...
- keep looking for the goat, OK? - Misha... Misha. Hey.
This is the rest of the solution, it's also useable.
Here are two more doses.
Wait four hours.
If she needs it earlier, give it to her earlier.
It can be just a bit, not all of it.
- Very tiny sips... - Eva! Eva, honey!
Misha! Misha, it's OK. She's asleep, Misha.
She fell asleep, the drug is working.
It's OK, it's OK, my dear...
Mr. Goat... Baah, baah, where are you?
How strange...
Easy now, easy...
Easy now. Come over here...
What? What is it?
What happened?
A burn.
You're OK, shh...
- Do you have Bepanthen? Baking soda? - Sure.
- Don't touch me! - Straighten your arm.
It's OK, it's OK...
You're OK...
- I'll be downstairs when you're done. - Over to the water.
- Come on... - Up you get.
- Turn on the cold. - On it...
Here you go.
Seriously?
I gave Eva the medicine, of course.
The whole box?
As you can see.
Get in, we'll go to my station to do the paperwork.
- Liza? - Rustam go to the Foundation.
- It's OK, everything's fine. - Get in.
Yes, Petrovich, I can.
No, not in jail yet.
The cop?
I lucked out with the cop.
Oh, goodness...
And?
How awful...
Oh, come on.
OK, look:
First thing you do is get the neighbors the hell out, OK?
Because if it's PTSD...
And get that crazy mother of hers out of there.
Then gently, gently, try to...
Can I come over? Don't be dumb, course I can't.
Where are we?
Turn left, left, go, go!
Great. We're on our way.
For now just turn off the lights and keep everyone calm, OK?
Dr. Glinka, you must be crazy.
- This isn't a joyride. - It'll take a second.
This girl is very sensitive. A very challenging case,
having an episode. Her neighbors want
to call the cops, it'd finish her.
- Call an ambulance. - They did, she bit the paramedics.
She won't bite you?
I'll be quick, really. I just need to calm her down.
It'll take a second.
- Want some chocolate? - No, I don't...
Thanks.
- What happened? - She bit me. She's insane.
If I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.
- She's lost her marbles! - Was I not clear?
So, it's autism-related agitation.
She trashed the place. Her mom's upset.
- I called an ambulance. - Get her mom out.
- Who are these people? - Neighbors, I'd bet.
- Do I give her Haloperidol? - No, let me see what I can do.
Go ahead.
- What are you doing here? - We want to see.
You want to stare at a sick person? Nothing else to do?
Please get them out of here.
Amazing, they have nothing to do except stare at a sick person.
And revel in her pain.
Alright, people, let's go.
- Out you go. - Try to calm down.
Out, let's go. Out.
- I can't do this any more! - Come with me.
- I can't! - Come on, let's go.
Please help. Snezhana, my dear...
Didn't you hear me? I told you to go.
Snezhana!
Easy now, easy. Easy.
It's OK, my dear. It's OK.
Shh, shh, shh.
Shhh, it's OK. It's OK.
You're OK.
I'm your friend.
I'm Liza. Remember me?
It's OK, I won't touch you, I'll just sit here.
See? Everything's OK. No one's here to hurt you.
Don't worry.
There we go. Yes, my dear.
It's OK, honey.
Everything is alright.
Easy now. Easy.
It's OK. What is it?
Want to sit on my lap?
Easy now, you're OK.
You can sit, it's fine. You're OK.
It's OK. You're OK.
Will you come with me?
No? Maybe later, then.
Do you remember Lyonya?
Lyonya's nice, right?
Leave me be! Just wait!
Don't touch me! Snezhana...
What is it?
- We're going. - Shh, it's OK.
Easy, it's OK.
It's OK, my dear.
I can't talk now, Vladimir. Call you back.
Shh, it's OK.
You're OK. Easy now, my dear.
Everything's alright.
Just breathe. Breathe.
Wait for me in the hospital, OK? OK?
You will? Good girl.
- Liza, come with me. - OK, bye.
She got you pretty good.
Needs rubbing alcohol,
- or iodine. - No, I'm fine.
You know that every centimeter of a bathroom
- contains millions of germs? - Ow!
- Germs are scared of me. - Don't give me that.
- Pick up... - Your neck.
Welcome to the Moscow Department of...
Who's the dude?
A new volunteer?
Almost. From the Federal Drug Control Service.
Is that so?
Think he's cute?
Hello, Gleb?
So, how bad did she screw up?
She'll get 5 years.
Maybe we can...
settle this ourselves?
- What's your name? - Sergey Petrovich.
Petrovich... do you want to be charged with bribery?
Along with her?
No, no, you... you're going after the wrong person.
Leave her alone.
The law decides who gets left alone or not.
Look, officer...
she has a family.
Two kids, and they just adopted another. The son of a patient who died of cancer.
She's the boy's fourth mother.
His mother gave him up, the adoptive parents died.
- So she... - Why tell me this?
I see.
You found a clean shirt?
Did you buy sour cream?
Good job, boys. My wonderful boys.
Alright, Gleb, I have to go.
OK, bye, see you tonight, then.
You shouldn't get their hopes up.
- You likely won't see them tonight. - I know.
Petrovich, you're in charge.
- Do I tell Gleb? - No way.
Dr. Glinka!
What?
You said you would return the morphine today.
How?
I... would've found a way. I don't know. Why?
How about this?
What?
You can have time
- OK - to find the drug.
- Really? - Really.
- You're serious? - I am.
- No joke? - We'll meet at your Foundation
- This is wonderful. - at 20:00.
This is wonderful. Thank you.
- You lucked out with the cop. - OK...
- If you don't find it, Dr. Glinka, - Yes?
things will take an unpleasant turn.
- You understand me? - Yes.
By signing you are agreeing to stay in the city
- during the investigation. - OK.
- Sign there. - OK.
Done.
- You're free to go, clear out. - OK. What?
- Get going. - Get going... I'm going.
- Hello? - So, Sergey did you
- arrest her? - She signed a promise to appear.
I'll watch her, I think we can get her on more.
Understood. I approve.
Hello.
Hello, Vladimir.
- Pretend I'm not really here. - Sorry, something came up...
Thanks.
I'm an illusion.
Sir, look at the time.
- Wait in the car. - Give me one minute, illusion.
Just one minute.
I waited 50 minutes. You don't value my time.
- I have a problem. - You always have a problem.
Yours or someone else's. You're a problematic person.
You can't go a day without a problem.
OK, when can we discuss the shelter, then?
Call my assistant. The number's on our website.
We'll discuss it when you cool off.
No, we can discuss the shelter once you start valuing other people's time.
I'll find time in my schedule.
- Look, don't talk to me like that. - You deserve it.
I need morphine.
No problem. We've got cocaine and weed, too.
I'm serious. I really am.
Look, here's the prescription. It's urgent.
- For a child? - Yes.
- And the pharmacy? - The damn pharmacy is out.
- OK, I'll try. - When?
- Tomorrow. - Too late. Any quicker?
Oh, Liza! Just try the single window service!
You'll only have to wait 10 minutes for morphine.
Vladimir, this isn't funny.
I'll meet you anywhere.
Fine. I have an auction tonight, come there.
I'll try, but no promises. I'll send the address.
There's a dress code, by the way.
See you.
- Yes? - Hi, honey, how's it going there?
Just great.
- The boys just beat me by a mile. - At what?
- Is that Mom? - Better not to know.
- Mom! - Mom!
Get it!
- Mom! - Hurry home!
- Hurry! - Come home!
So I'm calling because, you know my evening dress?
- The one you gave me? - Yes, the white one.
And there's also the... blue silk one.
- Bring them to the Foundation? - Sure.
Do you need a men's suit?
I just bought a new one, but hey, what do I need it for?
I don't need it now, but don't get rid of it, I might later.
- OK, I have to go. - Bye.
What's up?
- Been to see Mom? - She's working, as usual.
She had some kind of issue.
What happened?
I don't know, she was on the phone talking about morphine,
something about a trial, but I didn't catch whose trial.
Hello.
Karina Kurbaeva, from Child Protective Services.
Nice to meet you. Gleb Glinka.
We... were expecting Valentina.
Oh, she...
she was transferred to another area.
- Would you like some tea? - No, thank you. I'm working.
I must inspect your child's living conditions.
- Where is the child? - Right over there.
- Hello. - Hello.
- Where is Elizaveta? - Mom's at work.
Yes, Mom works.
I am aware of...
your mother's line of work. I've heard a lot about it, let's say.
And as part of her line of work,
your mother interacts with socially disadvantaged people, yes?
- Hello. - Hi.
My wife interacts with lots of people.
So I'll need her test results for HIV, hepatitis, tuberculosis, and syphilis.
AIDS...
HIV...
Hepatitis expires soon.
What about tuberculosis?
It's expired.
Hang on, we submitted everything.
We're his parents now. I don't understand.
His parents...
I'd say your wife ought to be tested every week.
That's just my opinion, excuse me.
Surely you know there's a risk of a window period?
The infection can go undetected in the blood for 3 months.
But your test is legally expired. Do it again.
It's good for a year.
Why is the boy barefoot?
Does he have his own slippers?
I do.
My spiritual child Katya is absolved through me, unworthy as I am,
from all she hath sinned against God, whether in word, or deed, or thought,
voluntarily or involuntarily, wittingly or in ignorance.
If she be under the ban or excommunication of a bishop or a priest;
or hath incurred the curse of...
Look how pretty Katya is...
She's almost glowing.
Or hath been bound by any sins, but hath repented,
with contrition of heart: she is now absolved of those faults.
May all those things be consigned to oblivion
and be remitted unto her through His loving-kindness;
through the prayers of our most holy and blessed Lady,
the ever-virgin Mary; of the holy, all-laudable Apostles
and of all the Saints, amen.
Wait for me, I'm coming.
Go home, they can handle it.
Hey! You know I promised Katya I'd bury her myself.
Look, I have a task for you. It's important.
Can you go to the market...
- Excuse me, do you have goat's milk? - No.
Valya does. Valya! Customer!
Valya, dear, I need your help.
- Yes, honey? - I need... goat's milk.
- And something else. - Whatever you need.
FAIR CARE FOUNDATION
Hey, Mom!
- Oh! - Hi.
- This is a surprise.
- You missed me? - Yes.
Oh, honey. Why are you such a mess?
Mom, wait! We brought you food.
- Here. - And two dresses.
- Good timing! - Child Services came by.
- And? - Nothing,
said they'd be back in a month.
- She was a stick in the mud. - Oh?
A very serious lady. You wouldn't believe.
Was she pretty?
- Oh, well... - Not bad.
Oh, I'll show you "not bad".
Ilya, the dresses are in the car. Grab them?
What are you mixed up in?
- Such a yummy salad. - Liza...
I know everything.
What?
The morphine, the detective...
- I even know who his boss is. - Oh...
- I could kill Petrovich! - This isn't about him.
Liza...
how could you even think of it?
You're taking such a risk, for you and me!
You know they could take Ilya?
I know, Gleb.
- I had no other choice. - Oh, as always...
Gleb, don't get mad at me,
- not you, too, please. - I'm not.
It'll be OK. Really.
I'll fix it all. I'll handle it.
OK, let's go.
- I'll come up with your defense. - My defense?
What defense? I haven't been arrested yet.
I signed a promise to appear, that's it.
But they could take you into custody at any time.
Do you realize that?
We're cancelling dinner.
Why?
Don't cancel anything.
Don't, I...
Gleb, honey...
I'll do it all, I'll be there in time.
- You've done it already. - Please don't cancel anything.
We have to go.
Gleb, I'm not going anywhere.
- Listen to me. - No, you listen to me.
Listen to me, OK?
You'll just make things worse. Don't.
I promised him.
Why would I... We have an agreement.
With who?
The police?!
You've lost your mind.
Not an agreement with the police. With a person.
Don't you dare call anyone!
- Hey, Liza... - I'm running late.
Mom! Mom.
- Oh. - Here.
Thanks. Thank you.
See you tonight.
- Where's the hot food? - Just brought it.
- And the supplies? - Lena's on it.
- You all set, Petrovich? - We're low on Betadine, but I'm set.
- Lena! Lena! - Yes?
Count this.
Now we're rich, huh?
Take it all, pick up some Betadine on the way.
Hurry up, guys.
Can you find me a bag?
Petrovich, the money!
Liza!
Hi, what is it?
Liza...
he almost tore the ward apart. I can't risk that on inspection day.
If he was quiet, it'd be OK till morning,
- but this won't do. - Is he in the van?
Zhenya, help out.
Come on. What's with his hand?
He fell in the shower.
Get him some ID and he'll be welcome.
- He has a room waiting. - Merci.
I can examine Petrovich. As a favor.
I'll tell him.
Sanya, come here!
Leave that.
Guard him with your life, OK? Nod yes.
He's the one you're trying to ID. Give him food and tea.
Alright, then. Bye.
I'll be in touch.
When do you need to return it by?
By eight.
- Let's call Ruslan. - Bad idea.
I know. Got a better one?
- We don't work with dealers. - One last time.
I won't help you dig your grave deeper.
Well, I'll help you then. Call him.
Ruslan? Do you have juice?
We're at the train station. On our way there.
Alright.
Attaboy.
MOSCOW
SECURITY
Dr. Glinka, we have a council order.
Give it to her.
Dr. Glinka, you aren't allowed here,
there's a better spot on Letnikovskaya Street.
It's all in the council order, look.
What else can we do? It's not our call.
- Zhenya, move! - Zhenya...
What else can we do?
- Careful, now. - Alright...
- No parking here! - Easy...
- Go to Letnikovskaya. - Look.
I have 200 hungry people here who'll riot if you kick us out.
Do you understand?
- Alright, let's go make a report. - We're coming, my darlings.
- They're gonna rat us out. - Letnikovskaya Street... fuck that.
That's two kilometers away.
- Oh, hey Masha! - Hey.
How would the amputees get there?
Those types never get sick or die. From a different damn class.
- Food first, then medicine. - Careful, no pushing.
- Ladies first. - Zhenya, the salad!
- Take this. - Here's juice.
Here, take this. One sec.
In your other hand.
Hey, no pushing!
Take some juice. Juice!
- Go on, granny. - My dear...
You can't have any more.
Liza! Liza.
Liza, Alyusha's leg is messed up.
Where is she?
No line...
Petrovich, grab your tools.
- What is it? - Where is she?
Hey, leave her alone!
Oh, goodness.
Oh, Alyusha!
You promised me you'd leave.
You just can't leave him, can you?
What happened? Did he push you?
Hit you?
She was running after him and fell.
- Alright. - Masha...
- hang on. - I love him.
- I'm gonna rinse it. - Chill out, you'll find another guy.
- Easy now. - You're so pretty.
Hush now, you and I will talk later.
You are pretty.
Enough, don't cry.
No tears, we'll fix you up. There.
- Let us through. - Out of the way.
- Alright... - Liza!
- I need a spoon. - Coming.
Tanya! What is it?
Oh, it's starting...
I got you, I got you. Zhenya!
We've got you.
Hold her... come on, come on.
- She's wasted. - Shut your gob!
- Liza... - Yes?
- Tell him. - Tell him what, Tanya?
- Everything... - Open up.
OK. Tongue out.
Easy now.
- Liza... - Yes?
- I love you. - I love you too, Tanya.
Please forgive me.
Of course I forgive you.
My skinny little darling. You've got no butt to speak of.
Oh, Tanya, you're too much.
Tanya, come on.
- Here. - You're no fool.
- Well... - You aren't.
- I am. - You are not.
You need to... switch to beer.
And take these. Understood?
- Understood. - No, you don't.
If you don't sober up, I won't let you go.
No complaining, just sober up.
- Or you'll die! - I serve... the Soviet Union.
- I'm serious. - Petrovich...
Katya drank dodgy booze, and what happened?
- We buried her today. - Yeah.
- You hear me? - Liza, you know me...
What Tanya says...
Tanya does.
But if it comes to that, will you...
give me a good burial, too? Like Katya.
I'll bury you alive, unless you sober up.
- Got that? - Yeah.
- Got it. - That's my girl.
I...
- will follow your orders. - Good girl.
- I understand. - See you next week.
- See you. - Understand...
Not all at once, OK?
- Small sips. - My good sir...
- Take it in sips. - Oh, Petrovich...
- Je t'aime. - You rascal. Go.
Jâadore.
- Love. - Jâadore.
Go...
You, too:
- Help her, Zhenya. - Je t'aime.
- Look, my third pair in one day. - It's catching on your watch.
Liza, hon, pass me the iodine and a bandage.
- Here you go, dear. - Thanks.
Here you go.
Liza, I have these weird shivers...
Wish I had a wife like you, Liza.
You're too late, handsome.
- One sec. - And diapers, too.
- When do I take them? - Three times a day.
You're all set.
- Got a pregnancy test? - What?
Masha, you kidding me? Why would we have a pregnancy test?
- Are you late? - Two months.
Come on Wednesday, we'll sort you out.
- No smoking! - Hey!
- You... - That's my last one!
- You should go home. - Don't make a fuss.
I've seen it before.
- Where's my watch? - On the table.
- On the table? - It's gone, then.
Oh, God! Get in. What's your name?
- Kolka. - Get in, Kolka.
Don't worry, I won't hurt you.
That's quite the gash, my God.
Listen up: Take these three times a day, OK?
Why are you crying?
- What's wrong? - Liza, help, I need to see my sister.
- You remember where she lives? - Yeah.
- You know her address? - Yeah.
- Her number, do you know her number? - No...
- Her address... - Come here.
Please help me.
- I need to see my sister. - Petrovich, Ruslan is here.
- Help me, Liza. - I will, don't cry.
Honk.
Don't crowd. Don't crowd.
- There's enough. - Come on.
- Major. - What is it?
Liza...
- What time is it? - Quarter to.
Dammit.
OK, I gotta go.
You'll have to manage here alone.
You're in for it now, Lipikhin.
10 years for possession and distribution.
I'm clean. Look.
You got rid of it, huh?
- You and Glinka working together? - Who?
- You can search me... - Hey,
shut your mouth. We're going to the sta...
You moron!
Hey, dude.
Fuck, dude. You alive or dead?
Got a knock.
Right in the fucking head.
It's your own fault... coming here.
This is the train station, not some resort.
You can't let your guard down.
So Vasya... whupped you.
Well, what can you do...
Shit, he's alive!
You're alive!
Awesome.
Up you get.
Come on, I'll help you. There...
you got blood on your head.
Got hit.
C'mon.
Time to see Liza.
- Get up! - I can do it.
I'll take you there.
It's OK...
she'll...
patch you up.
Oh, you...
scared me. I thought...
you were a goner.
I'm Tanya.
Sergey.
Nice to meet you.
Thank you... Tanya.
I've... got it from here.
Want a drink?
No thanks.
If everyone could put down their glasses for just a second?
CHARITY AUCTION IN SUPPORT OF THE HEART-TO-HEART HOSPICE
- Oh, hi. - Hi.
I didn't recognize you all dressed up.
That does not mean we cannot help them.
Let's continue.
Today I'd like to draw your attention
to the work of our friend, the renowned artist...
Right from the dump?
Yeah. There's something on your face.
Keep a safe distance, please.
- You pulled quite a stunt today. - Hey, don't start.
- I'll feed them where they are. - The council's on your case.
I offered you land in Biryulevo.
- Oh, take it, sorry. - Sorry.
I could arrange it all.
They wouldn't ask you any questions.
- Yet you pull this shit downtown. - Some are on crutches,
how would I get them to Biryulevo? Your official car?
Don't get smart with me, Liza.
They'll kick you out of the train station.
- They will not. - They will.
Got anything stronger than wine? Cognac?
Maybe I'll loosen up.
Mr. Luca...
Luca's at it... Let's go.
- 800! - 800, good!
- 900. - Wonderful!
- A million! - Such a good person.
A million - that's what I like to hear. Sold!
- Hi. - Through here.
Wow.
This is something.
Pour me that cognac?
I look at you, and think...
you're an attractive woman.
Your husband's...
a big-shot lawyer, an American... you have kids.
- What are you missing? - What do you mean?
I mean, why bother with these bums?
With crime, prescriptions...
Why the hell are you drawn to it?
I'm a weak woman.
I can't say "no".
I like it.
I'm selfish.
I like helping bums for my own enjoyment.
Here's an address for you... and your enjoyment.
It's a phone number.
Call and say I sent you. You'll get the drugs.
You're a gem.
- None of that, please. - Thank you.
Do you have a pen?
I do.
- Sign this. - What is it?
A certificate.
"For courage in the fight against evil"?
Have you been drinking already?
Just sign. Gena the welder is waiting for it.
- Sign it! Why not? - Well, of course
I'll sign off on fighting evil.
Can you bring it to the Foundation?
How about I send it by courier?
Too lazy to bring it yourself?
Just come by and give it to him. He'll be so happy.
- Seriously? - It'd mean the world to him.
- Liza... - And we'll move to goddamn Biryulevo.
Are you daring me?
- You'll really go to Biryulevo? - Oh, sure.
Will you bring it? If you do, I'll go.
You're so annoying.
- How does Gleb manage? - I'm the best woman in the world.
Hello, I'm here to see Dr. Glinka.
Our patient register.
Dr. Glinka keeps one.
I cross-check it with the numbers and add photos.
What numbers?
Well, the homeless have numbers.
We know their names.
If someone dies, they tell us a number, and we know who it is.
Why do you need to know?
What do you mean?
We bury them.
Why? What about the state?
The state buries them in plastic.
In a mass grave, with no names.
They're scared of that.
They ask us to bury them like real people, so Liza does.
- By herself? - Yes.
Say one of them dies. They've got a network,
they know it all, who's in what morgue...
Liza or Petrovich goes
to the morgue with the cops, as if it's a relative they want to bury.
Then they get a death certificate, pretending they're related.
- They buy a coffin and a burial plot. - Sasha, the pills aren't working.
Can I have Analgin?
You mustn't take Analgin for stomach pain.
I can't tell if it's my stomach or... something else...
Volochkova! Volochkova!
Help her.
Hello? Emergency services?
This is Fair Care, a patient is sick.
- I don't know. - On the table.
17 Pyatnitskaya Street. 17, come as fast as you can.
Yes!
There.
- What does she need? - Nitroglycerin!
Your jacket too!
We don't have any.
A syringe.
- Which one? - 5cc.
She isn't breathing.
Get her legs higher.
So, how's it going?
- I'm working. - Successfully?
- Yes. - I'm hearing otherwise.
From who?
The affected party.
What's taking so long?
The case is simple as 2+2.
I'm working on it!
Why haven't you arrested her?
I'm working on it.
You saved her.
You the one who ran in front of my car today?
I want to go home.
Uh... where do you live?
I don't know. I...
PETRUSHA - Hello?
- You find him? - Yes.
- Tell me. - So...
Georgiy Sosnovskiy. Medical doctor, a member of the...
Russian Academy of Medical Sciences, and the Russian Academy of Sciences,
a Hero of Socialist Labor, a thoracic surgeon, department head...
Wait, wait, where did you dig all this up?
What do you mean? In our database... and online.
Kolesov, basically, he's...
- one of the country's best surgeons. - What happened to him?
He's been missing for 6 months.
He went out and never came back.
- You taking him home? - Sure, just gotta find the key.
You're an officer, aren't you? Got into my place with no key.
Give me the address.
Well... you're home.
One sec.
I wrote down...
Doctor Liza's number.
So, you should...
drop by her Foundation.
Or call her.
DOCTOR LIZA 17 PYATNITSKAYA STREET
Good evening.
We've got a certificate...
For Gena Ershov. Congratulations.
- A certificate? - A certificate.
- It's not for me. - Who then?
Him.
Gena!
Come here.
I said, come here.
- What is it? - Here he is.
- Mr. Gena Ershov? - Yeah?
Your certificate.
- My congratulations. - What's this?
Read it.
A certificate for the inherent sense of justice, courage, and fortitude
shown in your battle with evil,
lawlessness,
and theft.
This certificate of merit is awarded...
to Mr. Gena Ershov. Congratulations.
You have my thanks for all of this.
For what you've done, and for, you know...
Thank you, Mr. Ershov.
We have to go, Mr. Ershov.
The city awaits. Congratulations again.
- Would you like tea? - Sorry, we have to go.
All the best. Let's go.
Hello? Liza?
Well, I gave the bum the certificate.
Yes, yes, believe it.
So, we can go to Biryulevo tomorrow to examine the land.
Oh, you're too much, Vladimir. I was kidding.
Hello? Don't tell me you're upset.
Hello?
Don't ask for my help again, got it?
They'll close the train station.
I won't give you any land. If I see you, you're dead.
- I added you to the list. - What list?
Of people who want to kill me.
Damn you, Liza.
Come on, don't be mad.
It all... it worked out, you're the best.
- Thanks so much. - Alright, back to business.
We have an event tomorrow, we need your support.
- I don't know anything about politics. - That's great.
Just turn up and talk about the Foundation.
There'll be people there who can get the shelter off the ground.
You need to make friends in government.
I'm friends with you, I don't want friends in government.
Oh, gotta go.
Goodbye.
Wait please, I'll be quick.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Vladimir send you? - He did.
Then this is for you.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Hi, Sergey...
I got what I promised I would.
Meet you at the Foundation?
You're finished.
- Not yet. - I wasn't asking. You're finished!
- What's going on? - I have a warrant to search and arrest.
Who went over my head?
She signed a promise to appear.
Antipov ordered me to.
- The press is there. - They'll have to wait.
My report will be on his desk tomorrow.
- Sergey, what... - So, get your stuff,
and get out of here.
You're going too far.
Did you hear my order?
- Yes, sir. - Then carry it out.
Masha, let's go.
Witnesses, you can go. We're leaving.
You can move your hands.
This...
requires...
a drink.
Oh, here's lovely Valya!
Petrovich, look what I found!
- Liza, take him. - What's he called?
- This is Byasha. - Byasha.
- Petrovich, nice going! - Valya.
- I promised. - Look...
- Take this. - Put it away.
Put it away, put the money away.
It would be a sin to accept money for this.
- Thanks so much, Valya. - It was nothing.
If it helps the girl...
Valya, will you have some cognac?
Who's going to make things better? Hmm? Who's going to make it better?
Want to see Eva? Let's go see Eva.
- I have a train to catch. - We'll finish it off before then.
- Oh, go on. - You have the drug?
I do.
- Here... - Smell them.
Take this.
Sergey, I let you down, I...
Dr. Glinka...
please shut up.
Let's go to the hospital.
I'm sitting there, my pocket's burning, the morphine's in there.
I know I'm done for, she's almost finished the bag,
I look at Petrovich and he's...
he's totally... he's gone totally green.
Then the door opens and you come in.
Like a total super hero. I'm thinking, OK...
Ugh, did I spill anything?
So, congratulations to you.
- The drug was miraculously found. - It's a different brand.
Here you go. For your records.
So, if I understand correctly...
you aren't going to open a criminal case against Dr. Glinka?
- You'd be glad if I was put... - Liza!
Please keep quiet.
Do you realize that all of this...
could seriously damage the hospital's reputation?
So?
If it comes to that, I'll open a criminal case against you.
For what, exactly?
For what? For negligence.
- I didn't steal the morphine. - Ma'am,
you created the conditions for the transgression.
- Dr. Shevkunov. - Yes?
You can have...
your statement back.
Have a good night.
What else do you want?
My head hurts.
Here.
- Tired? - Tired?
- A bit. - A bit.
Is every day like this?
What?
Stealing morphine?
No.
Helping everyone...
those people?
They're people after all.
You mean you wouldn't help them?
Me?
I don't know.
I help them. I have to.
Your phone is ringing.
- Hello? - Major...
- how's it going? - Just fine.
What about the Glinka case?
- You'll have my report tomorrow. - You're closing the case, I see?
- Yes, there's no evidence. - I see.
I see.
Bring me your resignation letter tomorrow.
I'll say it was your decision.
Out of respect for your prior service.
Sir...
You did not do what I asked.
What'll you do now?
Oh...
I'll go...
work as a security guard.
So...
I'm free to go?
So...
will Eva...
get better?
- She's terminal. - What?
She'll make it to morning, at best.
But she's not in pain now.
Good evening.
I'm here to see Mr. Kolesov.
Oh... he's been put to bed.
He's asleep.
Nice to see you.
Liza?
- Hi. - Liza, honey, are you alright?
Not really.
Dad... is everything OK?
Yes, it's Mom. She's OK.
Where are you?
- Shall I come pick you up? - Please get me out of here.
And put me in your pocket.
I lost your watch.
That's OK.
It's probably a good omen.
ON DECEMBER 25TH, 2016, ELIZAVETA GLINKA WAS TRANSPORTING
A SHIPMENT OF MEDICAL SUPPLIES TO SYRIA.
AT 2:55 A.M., HER PLANE FELL OFF THE RADAR OVER THE BLACK SEA.
The film creators would like to express their gratitude to Gleb Glinka
for his trust and assistance in the creation of this film.
Directed by OKSANA KARAS
Cast:
ELIZAVETA GLINKA Chulpan Khamatova GLEB GLINKA Andrzej Chyra
SHEVKUNOV Konstantin Khabenskiy KOLESOV Andrey Burkovskiy
PETROVICH Evgeny Pisarev GOVERNMENT OFFICIAL Aleksey Agranovich
GEORGIY Sergey Sosnovskiy GEORGIY'S NEIGHBOUR Tatiana Ufimtseva
STRANGER ALBERT Evgeniy Sytyi GENA THE WELDER Timofey Tribuntsev
TANYA Tatyana Dogileva VOLOCHKOVA Elena Koreneva
PREGNANT GIRL Taisiya Vilkova HEAD DOCTOR Yuliya Aug
HEAD NURSE Dariya Zhovner LYONYA THE PSYCHIATRIST Aleksei Vertkov
PHARMACIST Andrei Tashkov MISHA Filipp Avdeev
NADYA Maria Krylova EVA Emilina Posokhova
PETRUSHA Yana Gladkikh ANTIPOV Kamil Tukaev
POLETAEV Dmitriy Izmestiev RUSLAN Aleksei Varushchenko
POLICE DEPARTMENT CHIEF Aleksei Rakhmanov
ALEKSEY Pavel Tabakov KONSTANTIN Sergey Bondarchuk
ILYA Nikita Tabunshchik KARINA Irina Grinyova
DOCTOR LENA Natalia Tetyonova YASHA Sergey Frolov
VOLUNTEER AT THE FUND Evgeniy Antropov HEAD VOLUNTEER Evgeniy Kharitonov
VALYA Irina Denisova SNEZHANA Nadezhda Karpova
SNEZHANA'S MOTHER Alla Mironova
Supporting Cast:
AUCTIONEER Viktor Nabutov OFFICIAL'S ASSISTANT Nikita Vladimirov
SENIOR HOME NURSE Dariya Konyzheva
ELIZAVETA GLINKA'S DRIVER Rustam Rustamov
RECEPTION NURSE Lyubov Frank PRIEST Mikhail Parfyonov
DANYA Artyom Vagin DANYA'S MOTHER Irina Obidina
RELATIVE Mikhail Osipov WARRANT OFFICER Anton Loginov
ALYUSHA Svetlana Boyko MAN AT THE TRAIN STATION Gleb Glinka
HOMELESS MAN Maksim Tskhay VOLUNTEER 1 Tatyana Kiseleva
VOLUNTEER 2 Maksim Buryagin VOLUNTEER 3 Aleksei Ryzhkov
TRAIN STATION OLD LADY Violetta Beketova THIEF Aleksei Lunev
KOLKA Oleg Akkuzin JANITOR 1 Viktor Konukhin
JANITOR 2 Daniil Zernov SNEZHANA'S DOCTOR Ivan Kukolev
KATYA Zhanna Yanukovich SHOP ASSISTANT Yekaterina Chibiskova
KOLESOV'S FATHER Valeriy Dovzhenko WOMAN IN THE QUEUE Svetlana Avdina
HOMELESS MAN WITH DOG Murat Albukhairov VOLOCHKOVA'S PARAMEDIC Olga Buldakova
WAREHOUSE MANAGER Aleksandr Bondarev
Production Team:
SCREENPLAY BY Aleksei Ilyushkin, Natalia Kudryashova
Oksana Karas, Alyona Sanko
DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY Sergey Machilskiy R.G.C.
PRODUCTION DESIGNER Pavel Parkhomenko COMPOSER Yuri Porteenko
COSTUME DESIGN Uliana Polyanskaya, Oleg Matrokhin
MAKE-UP ARTIST Anastasia Agaltsova
PROP MASTER Tatiana Gordon, Maksim Sklyarov
CASTING DIRECTOR Polina Mashinistova DIRECTOR Maksim Malinin
ASSISTANT DIRECTOR Elena Cherednichenko
EDITORS Vladimir Voronin, Olga Poroshkina
SOUND DESIGNER Ivan Rips EXECUTIVE PRODUCER Stanislav Botin
PRODUCTION MANAGER Irina Botina
PRODUCERS Maria Ionova,
Irina Borisova, Aleksei Akhmedov
POST-PRODUCTION PRODUCER Tatiana Lukyanova
RE-RECORDING MIXERS Ivan Rips, Vsevolod Vedyakin
FOLEY ARTIST Vsevolod Vedyakin NTV PRODUCER Marina Shcherbacheva
CO-PRODUCERS Vadim Ostrovsky, Ravil Salikhov
PROJECT PRODUCER Aleksandr Bondarev
GENERAL PRODUCERS Rafael Minasbekyan, Dzhanik Fayziev
Timur Weinstein, Aleksei Zemskiy