Locust (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript
What?
I washed my hair.
A lifestyle is also a drug.
It’s easy to get hooked
but impossible to get off.
Once you’ve had your first fix,
you’re done.
INVITATION
I only stopped by for half an hour.
Put it on the table.
I’ll get it.
GUREVICH IGOR KIRILL VALERIY
What’s this?
What’s the big deal?
I can’t invite them?
It’s awkward.
Come on, stop it. “Awkward.”
Everyone will get together and get drunk.
Trust me. This is my third wedding.
You like all of this, don’t you?
What, weddings?
Especially when I’m the bride.
All right. Would you like some coffee?
I’d rather have wine.
Isn’t it kind of early?
Don’t be a nag.
- Maybe you can get coffee in the city.
- Natash.
What’s wrong?
We don’t have to invite them.
- Don’t worry about it, Natash. It’s fine.
- No, it isn’t.
I won’t let you go like this.
EPISODE 3
Thank you.
- Congratulations.
- Welcome.
Look who’s here! Wow!
Congratulations.
Kiryusha, you’ve grown so much!
Thank you!
- Hi.
- Hi.
This is from us.
It’s so light. I hope it’s diamonds.
Or were you being stingy, Gosha?
A mixer again?
Natash, it was 1993.
When will you forgive me?
Come on in. Make yourselves at home.
I’ll take this.
- Thank you.
- Congratulations.
I thought we were okay.
We are okay.
Then why have you been avoiding me?
Why’d you come?
We have a lot of friends in common.
We can’t ignore each other.
- I’ll try.
- Tem.
When are you going to forgive me?
So it didn’t work out.
We need to get on with our lives.
Is this you or your psychologist talking?
Don’t come up to me, please.
I care about you. I don’t want to lose you
because of a silly grudge.
You should’ve thought of that earlier.
What’s wrong with him?
Birth asphyxia. Something like that.
His mother had a natural childbirth.
She was probably a hippie.
I even used to know her.
Was it Vita, or was it Vika?
I can’t keep anything in my head.
That’s enough.
- Come on!
- You asked me to.
You’re so caring.
Okay, I got it. I’ll call you back.
Artem.
How are you?
I’m okay.
Are you writing?
What’s the point?
How are the two of you doing?
Everything’s good.
What about you?
Super.
Say hi to Igor.
I will.
I hate wearing heels.
That’s it. From now on,
we’re watching movies only at home.
Or I’m wearing sneakers.
Would you give a massage
to an old, sick woman?
I’m tired.
All I know is that...
a man made a promise.
Would you like some coffee?
Maybe a liqueur?
Don’t stand here barefoot.
You’re so caring.
Well, Tsyganov, thank you. What a man!
And you didn’t say a word the entire way.
Shoot. This is Lerka’s.
What?
Well, Gurevich’s wife.
I ran into her at the mall.
We mixed up our bags. Shoot.
So now you go shopping together?
I told you it was an accident.
I tried to pretend I didn’t see her,
but it was too late.
So we sat down, had coffee.
Leave it. I’ll give it back tomorrow.
I see you’ve already gotten ready.
Somebody help me!
I was promised a massage.
Don’t scream. No one can hear you anyway.
Me screaming... in your dreams.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Did Natasha get jealous?
She was fine. She understood.
She’s a smart woman. You’re lucky.
Did you want to meet here on purpose?
Yes.
How’s our apartment?
I rented it yesterday.
Should we go up?
Is this really me?
Cheating on my husband with my lover.
This is horrible.
Why?
It’s cheap.
Get a divorce.
We’ll be together.
- We can leave here if you want.
- Where to?
Wherever you say.
Put your finger anywhere on the map.
Igor will put Dad in jail.
He wouldn’t.
He said it himself.
I had a fling with a guy. Nothing serious.
Movies and coffee.
Igor found out. Some fine people told him.
Did he hit you?
Does he beat you?
Not anymore. We made an agreement.
I don’t cheat and he doesn’t beat me.
If he lays a finger on you, I’ll kill him.
Can you meet tomorrow?
Let’s meet at 2:00.
- Whose is it?
- Mine.
Excuse me.
Yours is right here.
I got a second one.
Hello.
Please don’t call me at night.
You’ve got the wrong number.
I told you, wrong number.
Anything you want to explain?
Why do you need a second phone?
Just to have it.
- So that I have the Internet.
- You didn’t tell me you got it.
There are a lot of things
I didn’t tell you.
I also got a hands-free kit.
Am I supposed to report to you?
- Give it to me.
- The hands-free kit?
Give me the phone.
- For what?
- I said give me the phone!
Natash, this is my phone.
You...
- You bastard! You...
- Natasha, are you out of your mind?
- Scumbag! You...
- Calm down! Are you out of your mind?
- You bastard! I hate you!
- Calm down!
- Calm down!
- I hate you!
- Calm down!
- I’m gonna kill you!
Calm down! Calm down!
That’s enough. Quiet.
I’ll give it to you. Just calm down.
Can I let go of you now?
Did you want to see who I called?
Go ahead.
I called a restaurant for a reservation!
The number you’re trying to reach...
I called the movie theater,
the phone company.
Come on. Go ahead, call.
Even better, look the numbers up!
I’m sorry.
- Why didn’t you just give it to me?
- Natasha.
You’re older than I am.
We live on your money.
But you can’t treat me like a kid.
I’m not hiding anything,
but I do have a life too.
There aren’t any secrets,
but it’s like a diary.
You can’t read someone else’s diary.
I’m sorry!
What if I start getting jealous too?
It’s hard as it is, Natasha.
Let’s...
help each other out or something.
You shouldn’t control me.
I shouldn’t.
I don’t know what’s going on with me.
Do you trust me?
Everyone’s saying...
“Natashka bought herself a young man.”
I’m just...
so afraid of losing you.
If you want to leave me,
just tell me, okay?
Please don’t lie to me.
There’s nothing worse.
Hi. I forgot to turn it off.
I’m glad you thought of it.
I don’t think so. What is it?
Did something happen?
Igor wants to go over to your place
for dinner.
He wants us all to be friends.
He’ll bring Kirill, call Natasha.
Should I come?
Definitely.
If you don’t, it’ll look suspicious.
When will we see each other?
Let things calm down.
I love you.
Bye.
Listen, what about... about...
What’s his name?
- Sasha. Sasha Kirillov.
- Sanya?
Yes. Where is he now?
Sanya moved to Canada.
A long time ago... about ten years.
You didn’t know?
Right after his wife left him.
No way! Who was his wife? Did I know her?
People were saying different things.
- Apparently, she was his secretary.
- What are you doing?
Who do you think you are?
Nobody. You found me in the dump.
That’s how we kid around.
Why so serious all of a sudden?
Drink up.
I’ll go get some more.
Ler.
I can show you the house.
Please. Go ahead.
Listen, and that... Arab
or Afghani or something
who was hanging out with you.
- How was the trip?
- Good.
Igor rented a house in Spain.
There was no one else around.
Nice. How was the sea?
- Salty.
- I haven’t been to the beach in ages.
Wow! That’s a large bed.
What are you writing?
A novel.
Will you let me read it?
I will, as soon as I finish it.
Have you written a lot already?
About seven pages.
Have you lost your mind?
What are you doing?
You’ll be mine anyway.
How is it with him?
You promised.
Fine. We don’t have to talk at all.
It’s good.
Igor is saying this is his second youth.
I think he’s on Viagra.
He sleeps with me every night.
He’s very rough.
He grabs me, squeezes me.
And he’s got bad breath.
Is that what you wanted to hear?
He basically rapes me.
If it wasn’t for my parents,
I’d have slashed my wrists already.
I’m only happy when I’m here.
I only live for these two hours with you.
Ver.
Maybe that’s enough for today, huh?
It’s just...
I’m not feeling well today.
No talking.
You’d think I’m the one who needs this.
Who’s being so persistent?
- I can see you. Keep going.
- Yeah.
Yes, Igor.
May I talk to Lera, please?
- Lera?
- Yes, Lera.
I keep calling her.
Her phone has no service.
Her phone died. I sent her to the store.
- Do you want to leave a message?
- Yes.
I’ll be late today. I have meetings.
- Have her call me when she gets back.
- Okay, I’ll tell her.
- Thank you. Bye.
- Bye.
Hi.
Have you ordered?
I’m not hungry.
I’ll have something. I’m hungry.
- I keep thinking, “How can you do it?”
- Huh?
You seem to be a good guy.
Not rotten on the inside.
What are you talking about?
Yes! What’s going on, Marat?
Where are you?
How?
When?
Got it.
All right.
What happened?
Dad died.
We haven’t talked in two years.
I’m such a moron.
- You want some?
- No.
I would have never thought.
My father-in-law talked me into this.
I’ll be a major in five years.
To your dad.
You never call or write.
I’m sorry.
Life’s hectic there.
I was busy at first.
- Then it was too late.
- It’s easier not to care.
So everything’s awesome, huh?
Come back.
I know the right people.
We’ll get you all set up.
There are opportunities.
Come on.
Before living in Moscow
turns you into a piece of shit.
Hello.
Did she give you a BMW?
Not really.
She’s cheap.
You forgot your backpack.
Oh, yeah. That’s right.
Good-bye.
You knew I was coming back.
You planned this.
- Let’s talk.
- Is it necessary?
Maybe you should just get wasted
and I’ll watch TV, as usual?
Don’t you dare blame me!
I wouldn’t think of it.
I really wanted everything
to work out between us.
I opened my heart to you.
I had something to believe in again.
I’m not going to fight with you.
Maybe you should.
You never loved me, did you?
I... could feel it in my gut.
You were never mine.
You weren’t even here.
And I was never yours.
This house was never a home to you.
We don’t sleep together.
We don’t go anywhere.
Where can we go?
All I hear behind our backs is, “Look,
Natasha bought herself another young man.”
“How do you like him?
He goes well with the purse.”
Everyone has their challenges.
You didn’t even... give us a chance.
Natasha, I’m not going to fight with you.
I’m filing for divorce.
- Where are you going?
- I’m going to pack my things.
And thank God!
She fell out of love with me!
You loved yourself more than me. Got it?
Your clothes! Look at you now, huh?
All righteous and concerned!
I’m curious what you’re gonna do now.
I’m not giving you a penny.
Have you read the prenup?
Oh, I forgot! You’re a bohemian!
You sign without looking.
You have no money, Tsyganov! You’re broke!
Back to rentals and Benetton suits.
These will last me forever.
You think I can’t live without this shit?
How are you gonna provide
for your girlfriend?
She’s used to a certain kind of lifestyle.
You think Gosha will forgive her
when he finds out?
- What are you talking about? You’re crazy.
- Crazy?
I’m crazy?
Here you go! Scumbag!
I’m calling the lawyer.
No. I’m calling Gosha first!
Damn it!
Wait!
- Don’t call him.
- Oh, yeah? Why not?
- Don’t call him.
- What? Getting nervous, huh?
- Don’t call him. I’m asking you!
- Go ahead, hit me!
I’ll put you in jail then.
- Will you have dinner with me?
- I’m sorry.
It’s okay. I’m an idiot.
This won’t happen again. I promise.
You promised me at the wedding too.
I mean it this time.
Tem.
I don’t have that many years ahead of me.
If we’re getting a divorce,
let’s do it now.
And if we’re going to live together,
let’s live.
I’ve already decided.
I’m staying with you.
If you betray me again,
I’ll kill the both of you...
You and her.
Agreed.
Really?
Hello, Nina Vasilievna. Artem.
I’m not going to extend the lease
for September.
Something like that. Yeah. I’m sorry.
Yes. Thank you.
- Hey, what’s up?
- What’s up?
Why the secrecy?
The wife’s watching me.
She hired detectives
Yeah. Money doesn’t come easy to you.
The phone is tapped too.
Listen, I have a favor to ask.
Can you call Lera?
Tell her that we can’t right now.
Can’t what?
Well... She’ll know.
- Tell her it’s just for the time being.
- No problem. I’ve got this.
So? What are your plans?
I have to go.
I see.
Listen, you... have any spare dough?
I see you’re having fun.
You found your thing?
Gotta live somehow.
You gotta be more positive, dude.
There are bottles everywhere.
In the pantry, in the dirty laundry.
She’s never sober.
Even behind the wheel.
Sometimes I’m scared for her.
- Does she realize this is a problem?
- No.
When I try talking to her,
she gets defensive.
She doesn’t listen to me.
I talked to her friends.
Now I’m talking to you.
Maybe she’ll listen to you.
You did the right thing.
But she’s older. She has an addiction.
She’s used to satisfying
her pleasure center.
We’ll get her off alcohol,
but God forbid
she starts snorting or shooting.
Do you have a bad relationship?
Why are you asking?
People often try to find an escape
in alcohol.
Our relationship is fine...
under the circumstances.
We’re holding it together.
I thought you were gone until Wednesday.
I got jealous.
I missed you.
I’m drunk.
Are going to scold me?
On the contrary.
I don’t recognize you, Tsyganov.
What did they do to you at that camp?
Sport is a positive influence on me.
Should I start the fire?
An evening for two.
Bullshit.
Handsome!
Well-groomed!
Stylish.
When you scrape off the coating
with a fingernail...
you’re still the same guy from Uryupinsk.
You’re like a Gucci knockoff.
Pretty from a distance,
but the seams are crooked.
They come undone quickly.
Everything’s a lie with us.
You even stopped loving me.
I don’t mean me.
The love is there.
You don’t love my body.
I give you everything.
The gym, the sauna, whatever.
Why wouldn’t I?
I’m a good person.
Am I...
not good enough?
Artem!
For old times’ sake.
Come here.
Come on!
Natash, this is it.
You don’t wanna work, do you?
I worked on my back for everything I have.
I look at all of you...
and it scares me.
You’re like locusts.
You want to devour everything...
without having to work for it.
At least we were good at stealing.
I’m sorry.
I don’t know what I’m saying.
This is embarrassing.
It’s good I won’t remember anything
in the morning.
Will you forgive me?
I’m an old fool.
I know it.
You’re lying to me.
I’m a woman.
I can feel it.
I’ve never tried alcohol, not even beer.
I’m so embarrassed!
Do you know why?
An instinct for self-preservation.
You know what kind of genes I have?
My dad drank all his life.
So did my grandfather.
So I know this all too well.
You’re at the point of no return.
You’ve no idea what’s going on right now,
right?
Come on, everything’s fine.
Do you think I’m drunk?
You know how much I can drink?
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
You want more?
I said come on.
More.
Look, there’s more.
Come on. No falling asleep.
No falling asleep. No falling asleep.
I really wanted to love you.
I tried to force myself.
I’d wake up in the morning
and force myself.
“I love you. I love you, bitch.”
Even my teeth hurt.
Only you’re a stranger to me.
You’re a complete stranger.
When I picture
spending my entire life with you,
I’m terrified.
I hate you.
And you hate me. Come on!
Wake up!
Igor, I’ll be just a minute.
- Artem...
- It was me.
What?
I killed her, Lera.
Now we have money.
We can buy your dad out.
You can leave Igor.
What is it?
Say something.
I stopped seeing Artem after this.
It’s as if I was plunged into cold water.
I realized it was all my fault.
I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
It turned out that Natalya was bankrupt.
They didn’t seize the house
while she was alive,
but now everyone’s coming after it
like vultures.
Artem was left with nothing.
Hello, Nina Vasilievna.
Is the apartment still available?
I see.
Is there maybe something else?
More modest.
At least a room.
Really? The same room?
Surreal.
Maybe you can borrow from Igor?
He wouldn’t mind helping you out.
He’d actually be happy to.
I’ll be okay. I’m doing fine.
I’ve got a couple of ideas in the works,
nothing crazy.
Investments.
I didn’t think that was your thing.
You were wrong.
Good luck.
Don’t insult me. Put it away.
At least let me leave the tip.
Should we go?
No.
We shouldn’t see each other, Artem.
It will only make it worse.
We’ve already made a mess.
I made a mess.
Because of me. It’s my fault too.
I wanted this to work out.
So, are we through again?
After everything?
I’m almost used to the idea.
I don’t want to start over. I’m scared.
I love you.
I love you too. So what?
- Hey.
- Okay, bye.
- Hey, Slavyan.
- Hey, Artem.
Artem.
- Can we talk?
- Okay.
Artem.
- Don’t come around anymore.
- What? Why?
You owe money to everyone.
No one wants to play with you.
Why not?
- On the contrary, I always lose.
- Why do you play then?
You’re a loose cannon.
Important people come here to relax.
I’m taking a risk here.
I don’t need this headache.
Get some rest, pay your debts.
Come back later.
Don’t take it personally.
Slavyan, if I owe anyone, it’s myself.
I tell you what. Take this.
It’s all I’m gonna bet.
- Come on, I really need this.
- Artem!
You have a gambling problem.
You need help.
- You can’t control yourself.
- Yes, I can.
- Then why play if you always lose?
- Because my luck has to change!
It has to. Got it?
How much longer can I keep on losing?
Am I marked? Am I cursed?
How am I worse than anyone else?
When is this bullshit gonna end?
My luck has got to turn.
Artem.
Are you doing drugs?
Artem!
Someone’s buying up all your debts!
This isn’t good!
Hi, Igor.
I thought you wouldn’t pick up.
Look up.
I know why you’re doing this.
What am I doing and why?
You killed Natalya.
Isn’t that what you think?
If you’d been there,
she’d still be alive, right?
That’s why you’re punishing yourself now.
You want to die, right?
What good would it do? You need
to understand this wasn’t your fault.
It was going to happen sooner or later.
She was a drunk, a complete drunk.
Nothing you could do about it.
So...
Natalya’s not coming back.
You have to start living.
Just let me finish my coffee,
and I’ll start living.
Don’t do this.
Don’t do this, Artem.
Stop fooling around with cards.
People get killed because of their debts.
As your friend, Artem,
I’m not gonna sit back and watch.
We’re leaving for the beach house,
for Lerka’s house.
The doctors say Kirill needs the sea air.
You can’t stay here.
It’ll push you over the edge.
So you’re going to stay with us.
You’ll start writing.
And Lerka won’t be so bored.
No, Igor.
- I can’t.
- You don’t have a choice.
I bought up all your debts.
If you don’t come, I’ll resell them.
You’ll be on your own.
This is the only way to deal with you.
Did you talk to Lera?
It was her idea.
How did it turn out by the sea?
It’s like they pushed the pendulum,
and it swung back.
Subtitle translation by Maryia Gorman
I washed my hair.
A lifestyle is also a drug.
It’s easy to get hooked
but impossible to get off.
Once you’ve had your first fix,
you’re done.
INVITATION
I only stopped by for half an hour.
Put it on the table.
I’ll get it.
GUREVICH IGOR KIRILL VALERIY
What’s this?
What’s the big deal?
I can’t invite them?
It’s awkward.
Come on, stop it. “Awkward.”
Everyone will get together and get drunk.
Trust me. This is my third wedding.
You like all of this, don’t you?
What, weddings?
Especially when I’m the bride.
All right. Would you like some coffee?
I’d rather have wine.
Isn’t it kind of early?
Don’t be a nag.
- Maybe you can get coffee in the city.
- Natash.
What’s wrong?
We don’t have to invite them.
- Don’t worry about it, Natash. It’s fine.
- No, it isn’t.
I won’t let you go like this.
EPISODE 3
Thank you.
- Congratulations.
- Welcome.
Look who’s here! Wow!
Congratulations.
Kiryusha, you’ve grown so much!
Thank you!
- Hi.
- Hi.
This is from us.
It’s so light. I hope it’s diamonds.
Or were you being stingy, Gosha?
A mixer again?
Natash, it was 1993.
When will you forgive me?
Come on in. Make yourselves at home.
I’ll take this.
- Thank you.
- Congratulations.
I thought we were okay.
We are okay.
Then why have you been avoiding me?
Why’d you come?
We have a lot of friends in common.
We can’t ignore each other.
- I’ll try.
- Tem.
When are you going to forgive me?
So it didn’t work out.
We need to get on with our lives.
Is this you or your psychologist talking?
Don’t come up to me, please.
I care about you. I don’t want to lose you
because of a silly grudge.
You should’ve thought of that earlier.
What’s wrong with him?
Birth asphyxia. Something like that.
His mother had a natural childbirth.
She was probably a hippie.
I even used to know her.
Was it Vita, or was it Vika?
I can’t keep anything in my head.
That’s enough.
- Come on!
- You asked me to.
You’re so caring.
Okay, I got it. I’ll call you back.
Artem.
How are you?
I’m okay.
Are you writing?
What’s the point?
How are the two of you doing?
Everything’s good.
What about you?
Super.
Say hi to Igor.
I will.
I hate wearing heels.
That’s it. From now on,
we’re watching movies only at home.
Or I’m wearing sneakers.
Would you give a massage
to an old, sick woman?
I’m tired.
All I know is that...
a man made a promise.
Would you like some coffee?
Maybe a liqueur?
Don’t stand here barefoot.
You’re so caring.
Well, Tsyganov, thank you. What a man!
And you didn’t say a word the entire way.
Shoot. This is Lerka’s.
What?
Well, Gurevich’s wife.
I ran into her at the mall.
We mixed up our bags. Shoot.
So now you go shopping together?
I told you it was an accident.
I tried to pretend I didn’t see her,
but it was too late.
So we sat down, had coffee.
Leave it. I’ll give it back tomorrow.
I see you’ve already gotten ready.
Somebody help me!
I was promised a massage.
Don’t scream. No one can hear you anyway.
Me screaming... in your dreams.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Did Natasha get jealous?
She was fine. She understood.
She’s a smart woman. You’re lucky.
Did you want to meet here on purpose?
Yes.
How’s our apartment?
I rented it yesterday.
Should we go up?
Is this really me?
Cheating on my husband with my lover.
This is horrible.
Why?
It’s cheap.
Get a divorce.
We’ll be together.
- We can leave here if you want.
- Where to?
Wherever you say.
Put your finger anywhere on the map.
Igor will put Dad in jail.
He wouldn’t.
He said it himself.
I had a fling with a guy. Nothing serious.
Movies and coffee.
Igor found out. Some fine people told him.
Did he hit you?
Does he beat you?
Not anymore. We made an agreement.
I don’t cheat and he doesn’t beat me.
If he lays a finger on you, I’ll kill him.
Can you meet tomorrow?
Let’s meet at 2:00.
- Whose is it?
- Mine.
Excuse me.
Yours is right here.
I got a second one.
Hello.
Please don’t call me at night.
You’ve got the wrong number.
I told you, wrong number.
Anything you want to explain?
Why do you need a second phone?
Just to have it.
- So that I have the Internet.
- You didn’t tell me you got it.
There are a lot of things
I didn’t tell you.
I also got a hands-free kit.
Am I supposed to report to you?
- Give it to me.
- The hands-free kit?
Give me the phone.
- For what?
- I said give me the phone!
Natash, this is my phone.
You...
- You bastard! You...
- Natasha, are you out of your mind?
- Scumbag! You...
- Calm down! Are you out of your mind?
- You bastard! I hate you!
- Calm down!
- Calm down!
- I hate you!
- Calm down!
- I’m gonna kill you!
Calm down! Calm down!
That’s enough. Quiet.
I’ll give it to you. Just calm down.
Can I let go of you now?
Did you want to see who I called?
Go ahead.
I called a restaurant for a reservation!
The number you’re trying to reach...
I called the movie theater,
the phone company.
Come on. Go ahead, call.
Even better, look the numbers up!
I’m sorry.
- Why didn’t you just give it to me?
- Natasha.
You’re older than I am.
We live on your money.
But you can’t treat me like a kid.
I’m not hiding anything,
but I do have a life too.
There aren’t any secrets,
but it’s like a diary.
You can’t read someone else’s diary.
I’m sorry!
What if I start getting jealous too?
It’s hard as it is, Natasha.
Let’s...
help each other out or something.
You shouldn’t control me.
I shouldn’t.
I don’t know what’s going on with me.
Do you trust me?
Everyone’s saying...
“Natashka bought herself a young man.”
I’m just...
so afraid of losing you.
If you want to leave me,
just tell me, okay?
Please don’t lie to me.
There’s nothing worse.
Hi. I forgot to turn it off.
I’m glad you thought of it.
I don’t think so. What is it?
Did something happen?
Igor wants to go over to your place
for dinner.
He wants us all to be friends.
He’ll bring Kirill, call Natasha.
Should I come?
Definitely.
If you don’t, it’ll look suspicious.
When will we see each other?
Let things calm down.
I love you.
Bye.
Listen, what about... about...
What’s his name?
- Sasha. Sasha Kirillov.
- Sanya?
Yes. Where is he now?
Sanya moved to Canada.
A long time ago... about ten years.
You didn’t know?
Right after his wife left him.
No way! Who was his wife? Did I know her?
People were saying different things.
- Apparently, she was his secretary.
- What are you doing?
Who do you think you are?
Nobody. You found me in the dump.
That’s how we kid around.
Why so serious all of a sudden?
Drink up.
I’ll go get some more.
Ler.
I can show you the house.
Please. Go ahead.
Listen, and that... Arab
or Afghani or something
who was hanging out with you.
- How was the trip?
- Good.
Igor rented a house in Spain.
There was no one else around.
Nice. How was the sea?
- Salty.
- I haven’t been to the beach in ages.
Wow! That’s a large bed.
What are you writing?
A novel.
Will you let me read it?
I will, as soon as I finish it.
Have you written a lot already?
About seven pages.
Have you lost your mind?
What are you doing?
You’ll be mine anyway.
How is it with him?
You promised.
Fine. We don’t have to talk at all.
It’s good.
Igor is saying this is his second youth.
I think he’s on Viagra.
He sleeps with me every night.
He’s very rough.
He grabs me, squeezes me.
And he’s got bad breath.
Is that what you wanted to hear?
He basically rapes me.
If it wasn’t for my parents,
I’d have slashed my wrists already.
I’m only happy when I’m here.
I only live for these two hours with you.
Ver.
Maybe that’s enough for today, huh?
It’s just...
I’m not feeling well today.
No talking.
You’d think I’m the one who needs this.
Who’s being so persistent?
- I can see you. Keep going.
- Yeah.
Yes, Igor.
May I talk to Lera, please?
- Lera?
- Yes, Lera.
I keep calling her.
Her phone has no service.
Her phone died. I sent her to the store.
- Do you want to leave a message?
- Yes.
I’ll be late today. I have meetings.
- Have her call me when she gets back.
- Okay, I’ll tell her.
- Thank you. Bye.
- Bye.
Hi.
Have you ordered?
I’m not hungry.
I’ll have something. I’m hungry.
- I keep thinking, “How can you do it?”
- Huh?
You seem to be a good guy.
Not rotten on the inside.
What are you talking about?
Yes! What’s going on, Marat?
Where are you?
How?
When?
Got it.
All right.
What happened?
Dad died.
We haven’t talked in two years.
I’m such a moron.
- You want some?
- No.
I would have never thought.
My father-in-law talked me into this.
I’ll be a major in five years.
To your dad.
You never call or write.
I’m sorry.
Life’s hectic there.
I was busy at first.
- Then it was too late.
- It’s easier not to care.
So everything’s awesome, huh?
Come back.
I know the right people.
We’ll get you all set up.
There are opportunities.
Come on.
Before living in Moscow
turns you into a piece of shit.
Hello.
Did she give you a BMW?
Not really.
She’s cheap.
You forgot your backpack.
Oh, yeah. That’s right.
Good-bye.
You knew I was coming back.
You planned this.
- Let’s talk.
- Is it necessary?
Maybe you should just get wasted
and I’ll watch TV, as usual?
Don’t you dare blame me!
I wouldn’t think of it.
I really wanted everything
to work out between us.
I opened my heart to you.
I had something to believe in again.
I’m not going to fight with you.
Maybe you should.
You never loved me, did you?
I... could feel it in my gut.
You were never mine.
You weren’t even here.
And I was never yours.
This house was never a home to you.
We don’t sleep together.
We don’t go anywhere.
Where can we go?
All I hear behind our backs is, “Look,
Natasha bought herself another young man.”
“How do you like him?
He goes well with the purse.”
Everyone has their challenges.
You didn’t even... give us a chance.
Natasha, I’m not going to fight with you.
I’m filing for divorce.
- Where are you going?
- I’m going to pack my things.
And thank God!
She fell out of love with me!
You loved yourself more than me. Got it?
Your clothes! Look at you now, huh?
All righteous and concerned!
I’m curious what you’re gonna do now.
I’m not giving you a penny.
Have you read the prenup?
Oh, I forgot! You’re a bohemian!
You sign without looking.
You have no money, Tsyganov! You’re broke!
Back to rentals and Benetton suits.
These will last me forever.
You think I can’t live without this shit?
How are you gonna provide
for your girlfriend?
She’s used to a certain kind of lifestyle.
You think Gosha will forgive her
when he finds out?
- What are you talking about? You’re crazy.
- Crazy?
I’m crazy?
Here you go! Scumbag!
I’m calling the lawyer.
No. I’m calling Gosha first!
Damn it!
Wait!
- Don’t call him.
- Oh, yeah? Why not?
- Don’t call him.
- What? Getting nervous, huh?
- Don’t call him. I’m asking you!
- Go ahead, hit me!
I’ll put you in jail then.
- Will you have dinner with me?
- I’m sorry.
It’s okay. I’m an idiot.
This won’t happen again. I promise.
You promised me at the wedding too.
I mean it this time.
Tem.
I don’t have that many years ahead of me.
If we’re getting a divorce,
let’s do it now.
And if we’re going to live together,
let’s live.
I’ve already decided.
I’m staying with you.
If you betray me again,
I’ll kill the both of you...
You and her.
Agreed.
Really?
Hello, Nina Vasilievna. Artem.
I’m not going to extend the lease
for September.
Something like that. Yeah. I’m sorry.
Yes. Thank you.
- Hey, what’s up?
- What’s up?
Why the secrecy?
The wife’s watching me.
She hired detectives
Yeah. Money doesn’t come easy to you.
The phone is tapped too.
Listen, I have a favor to ask.
Can you call Lera?
Tell her that we can’t right now.
Can’t what?
Well... She’ll know.
- Tell her it’s just for the time being.
- No problem. I’ve got this.
So? What are your plans?
I have to go.
I see.
Listen, you... have any spare dough?
I see you’re having fun.
You found your thing?
Gotta live somehow.
You gotta be more positive, dude.
There are bottles everywhere.
In the pantry, in the dirty laundry.
She’s never sober.
Even behind the wheel.
Sometimes I’m scared for her.
- Does she realize this is a problem?
- No.
When I try talking to her,
she gets defensive.
She doesn’t listen to me.
I talked to her friends.
Now I’m talking to you.
Maybe she’ll listen to you.
You did the right thing.
But she’s older. She has an addiction.
She’s used to satisfying
her pleasure center.
We’ll get her off alcohol,
but God forbid
she starts snorting or shooting.
Do you have a bad relationship?
Why are you asking?
People often try to find an escape
in alcohol.
Our relationship is fine...
under the circumstances.
We’re holding it together.
I thought you were gone until Wednesday.
I got jealous.
I missed you.
I’m drunk.
Are going to scold me?
On the contrary.
I don’t recognize you, Tsyganov.
What did they do to you at that camp?
Sport is a positive influence on me.
Should I start the fire?
An evening for two.
Bullshit.
Handsome!
Well-groomed!
Stylish.
When you scrape off the coating
with a fingernail...
you’re still the same guy from Uryupinsk.
You’re like a Gucci knockoff.
Pretty from a distance,
but the seams are crooked.
They come undone quickly.
Everything’s a lie with us.
You even stopped loving me.
I don’t mean me.
The love is there.
You don’t love my body.
I give you everything.
The gym, the sauna, whatever.
Why wouldn’t I?
I’m a good person.
Am I...
not good enough?
Artem!
For old times’ sake.
Come here.
Come on!
Natash, this is it.
You don’t wanna work, do you?
I worked on my back for everything I have.
I look at all of you...
and it scares me.
You’re like locusts.
You want to devour everything...
without having to work for it.
At least we were good at stealing.
I’m sorry.
I don’t know what I’m saying.
This is embarrassing.
It’s good I won’t remember anything
in the morning.
Will you forgive me?
I’m an old fool.
I know it.
You’re lying to me.
I’m a woman.
I can feel it.
I’ve never tried alcohol, not even beer.
I’m so embarrassed!
Do you know why?
An instinct for self-preservation.
You know what kind of genes I have?
My dad drank all his life.
So did my grandfather.
So I know this all too well.
You’re at the point of no return.
You’ve no idea what’s going on right now,
right?
Come on, everything’s fine.
Do you think I’m drunk?
You know how much I can drink?
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
You want more?
I said come on.
More.
Look, there’s more.
Come on. No falling asleep.
No falling asleep. No falling asleep.
I really wanted to love you.
I tried to force myself.
I’d wake up in the morning
and force myself.
“I love you. I love you, bitch.”
Even my teeth hurt.
Only you’re a stranger to me.
You’re a complete stranger.
When I picture
spending my entire life with you,
I’m terrified.
I hate you.
And you hate me. Come on!
Wake up!
Igor, I’ll be just a minute.
- Artem...
- It was me.
What?
I killed her, Lera.
Now we have money.
We can buy your dad out.
You can leave Igor.
What is it?
Say something.
I stopped seeing Artem after this.
It’s as if I was plunged into cold water.
I realized it was all my fault.
I couldn’t even look him in the eye.
It turned out that Natalya was bankrupt.
They didn’t seize the house
while she was alive,
but now everyone’s coming after it
like vultures.
Artem was left with nothing.
Hello, Nina Vasilievna.
Is the apartment still available?
I see.
Is there maybe something else?
More modest.
At least a room.
Really? The same room?
Surreal.
Maybe you can borrow from Igor?
He wouldn’t mind helping you out.
He’d actually be happy to.
I’ll be okay. I’m doing fine.
I’ve got a couple of ideas in the works,
nothing crazy.
Investments.
I didn’t think that was your thing.
You were wrong.
Good luck.
Don’t insult me. Put it away.
At least let me leave the tip.
Should we go?
No.
We shouldn’t see each other, Artem.
It will only make it worse.
We’ve already made a mess.
I made a mess.
Because of me. It’s my fault too.
I wanted this to work out.
So, are we through again?
After everything?
I’m almost used to the idea.
I don’t want to start over. I’m scared.
I love you.
I love you too. So what?
- Hey.
- Okay, bye.
- Hey, Slavyan.
- Hey, Artem.
Artem.
- Can we talk?
- Okay.
Artem.
- Don’t come around anymore.
- What? Why?
You owe money to everyone.
No one wants to play with you.
Why not?
- On the contrary, I always lose.
- Why do you play then?
You’re a loose cannon.
Important people come here to relax.
I’m taking a risk here.
I don’t need this headache.
Get some rest, pay your debts.
Come back later.
Don’t take it personally.
Slavyan, if I owe anyone, it’s myself.
I tell you what. Take this.
It’s all I’m gonna bet.
- Come on, I really need this.
- Artem!
You have a gambling problem.
You need help.
- You can’t control yourself.
- Yes, I can.
- Then why play if you always lose?
- Because my luck has to change!
It has to. Got it?
How much longer can I keep on losing?
Am I marked? Am I cursed?
How am I worse than anyone else?
When is this bullshit gonna end?
My luck has got to turn.
Artem.
Are you doing drugs?
Artem!
Someone’s buying up all your debts!
This isn’t good!
Hi, Igor.
I thought you wouldn’t pick up.
Look up.
I know why you’re doing this.
What am I doing and why?
You killed Natalya.
Isn’t that what you think?
If you’d been there,
she’d still be alive, right?
That’s why you’re punishing yourself now.
You want to die, right?
What good would it do? You need
to understand this wasn’t your fault.
It was going to happen sooner or later.
She was a drunk, a complete drunk.
Nothing you could do about it.
So...
Natalya’s not coming back.
You have to start living.
Just let me finish my coffee,
and I’ll start living.
Don’t do this.
Don’t do this, Artem.
Stop fooling around with cards.
People get killed because of their debts.
As your friend, Artem,
I’m not gonna sit back and watch.
We’re leaving for the beach house,
for Lerka’s house.
The doctors say Kirill needs the sea air.
You can’t stay here.
It’ll push you over the edge.
So you’re going to stay with us.
You’ll start writing.
And Lerka won’t be so bored.
No, Igor.
- I can’t.
- You don’t have a choice.
I bought up all your debts.
If you don’t come, I’ll resell them.
You’ll be on your own.
This is the only way to deal with you.
Did you talk to Lera?
It was her idea.
How did it turn out by the sea?
It’s like they pushed the pendulum,
and it swung back.
Subtitle translation by Maryia Gorman