01x03 - Tretya Seriya

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I'm holding him.

Where is the nurse?

I'll call for her!

Katerina! Katerina, come here!

Katerina!

Kate! Damn it!

Where the bloody hell are you?
Come here!

Katerina, come here, immediately!

Oh, Jesus.

Cut it off.

Give him a tetanus injection.

What?

Anti-tetanus toxoid antibodies

and anti-edema serum.

OK.

You stitched the wound so carefully,

you're obviously a pro!

Bandage him up
and transfer him to the ward.

I hope you at least have
bedclothes here.

We do.
We just don't have doctors.

Do you hear me?

Wake up.

Hi, Cossack!

How do you feel?

Hm?

What is this?

Where am I?

Hold on, little fidget.

Don't get up, or you'll feel dizzy.

The ward is ready.

Here we go.

Put your arm around my neck.

OK.

You jacka*s...
Have you profited off the Ukie?

A heap of trouble
and zero money.

Who forced you to talk?

Why the hell did you bring her here?

I don't know, Lucy.

I was just thinking...
What if Kristina was in trouble

and I went there,

but then no-one there
would help me...

And I stood there alone,

completely lost, not knowing

where to go, whom to ask.

God forbid.

You're right, Lucy.

I'm just a profiteer.

A profiteer and a f*cking loser.

But Lucy, I'm not a wild beast.

I'll take the blame.

You're not to blame.

Well...

Good for you!

Stick out your tongue,

please.

Everything's OK.

Your body is like clockwork.

A real football player.

Well, Mr Oleg,

did you enjoy sh**ting?

No, it hurts.

I'm just sitting here and thinking:

how can we explain this

to all those who wage this w*r?

That it hurts.

Hi, my little warrior.

You look nice and brave.

I've brought you some oranges.

I'll check up on you in the evening.

Or can I take him home?

No.

See you later.

Nina, where are you going to?

Don't worry. I'll be right back.

Listen to me,
Nina Petrivna Shvydchenko.

You're arrested.

You're not in the basement yet,

because you're a doctor.

I have nobody to stitch the wounded.
No doctors.

You can go home, to Bodia,

only for the night.

The rest of the time,
you must stay here.

Any attempt

to leave the hospital
without my permission

will be considered
as escape or sabotage.

Is it clear?

Do I make myself clear?

Tomorrow, at 9 a.m., interview
at the commandant's office.

Hi, Daria. I'm the lawyer
of your brother, Vitalii.

If you want to help your brother,

please contact me via this account.

Be patient, Cossack,
and you'll be a chieftain.

Do you know who
the Cossacks were?

Those men in sharovary,
with that lock of hair.

It's you who has that
lock of hair.

And they had chubs.

Cossacks were

brave warriors.

Of strong character.

Sorcerers.

Tell me more
about these Cossacks-sorcerers.

Let's bandage up your hand,

so it will heal faster.

This is it.

That's right.

I'll definitely tell you more

about the Cossacks-sorcerers,
but later.

You promise?

I swear to Hippocrates.

Who is Hippocrates? A Cossack?

Pretty much.

Stop watching me.
It's time to sleep.

Lie down, little one.

Sweet dreams!

What if he doesn't answer?

Well, why did he contact us then?

I'm glad you decided to talk.

Where is my son? How is he?

As far as I see,
you're Anatolii, Vitalii's father.

I am. Where is he?

As you obviously know,

Vitalii Shvydchenko was arrested
with a group of his fellow soldiers.

They are under investigation
in the Luhansk People's Republic.

Listen to me.

You listen to me.

There will be a trial soon.

As a lawyer,
I'll do my best to help him.

If we come to an understanding,

it will be quite possible
to avoid a trial.

Otherwise, it will be too late.

Why should I believe you?

Do you have any alternatives?

I need the evidence,
to see that you are

who you say you are.

OK. You'll have the evidence.

I'll let you know.

Dad, what was that?

Either a flash of hope

or a big lie.

Shall we have dinner?

No.

Thank you, Katrusia.
I need to go home.

Just for half an hour.

To pack my clothes.
Keep an eye on Oleg.

I'll be right back.

"Katrusia". Huh! Sounds cool.

Whoa!

Holy sh*t! Nina.

What's the news? Sanych?

How is Oleg?

He's fine.

The wound is not severe.

I came for half an hour.
Just to pack my things.

I will be staying in the hospital,
taking care of Oleg.

Sanych said I must now work
in the hospital. Give me the keys.

Tomorrow morning,
I'll be questioned

at the commandant's office.

Did you hear?
Tomorrow they'll crack her

and then they'll come for us.

Why would he crack her?

He's arranged a job for her
at the hospital.

Hospital is what you need.
You're sick in the head.

She's one foot in the grave,
you hear?

And she is dragging us with her!

Listen to me and do as you're told.

Take her to the river,
put her in the boat and push it.

Let her sail to her Ukie-land.
Got it?

And if they ask, where is she?

What does it have to do with us?

She told them at the hospital
that she was coming to us,

but then she ran away instead,
to avoid the "basement".

Nina, well done.

You've packed your clothes already.

We're going to the river.

Why?

I'll take you to the Ukies' side

before Sanych
puts you into the basement.

Stop looking at me. Hurry up.
Get into the car.

Bodia, you're none the wiser.

I came here to look for my son

and I'll keep looking for him.

Did you see that?

Holy sh*t!

Dad.

Who's there? This is him?

Here is the evidence, as I promised.

Vitalii, say hello to your family.

Say hello to your family.

Mum, I'm fine. Don't worry!

If the evidence was sufficient,
I'm waiting for your answer...

I'm waiting for your answer.

Can the Security Service
track them down?

Well, first of all, even if we do,

what's next?

That's a non-controlled area.
We can't make a landing there.

What should I do?

If this lawyer is interested in you,

he will contact you himself.

If he's not interested,

there is zero benefit for him,
you see?

Look what I have here.

We received the tracker records
from Nina's mobile operator.

Here is the map.

From the railway station,

she was not moving,
not here,

but here, to the demarcation line.

Here is the last tracked spot.
Then the phone died.

What is this?

A river.

I know Nina. I am sure

she did not drown out of despair,

but got rid of her phone

to avoid problems
in the occupied territory.

She seems to have gone
to the other side.

Well.

Let's start with the formalities.

Name, surname,

year of birth,

place of residence, profession.

Though, everything is clear.

Nina Shvydchenko.

Born in 1972.

Zhytomyr.

Surgeon in the city hospital.

Zhytomyr.

Purpose of the visit.

But don't bullsh*t me.
I'll find out anyway.

I'm looking for my son.

And more precisely?

My son is in captivity.

He was kept here.

Vitalii Shvydchenko.
Perhaps you've heard.

Why did you come here?

I wanted...

to come to an agreement...

I wanted to help... to talk...

I had to do something.

Why didn't you
address me immediately?

I didn't know who would help.

Right you are.

No-one will help you.

Why would we help you?

Why the hell would we help you?

Have you seen the ruins
on the outskirts?

Have you?

Who do you think I am?

Commandant.

I'm a cop! Cop!

I used to be the state official.
And what?

My wife was an oncology patient.

And in Luhansk, the oncology unit

was shelled by Ukrainian a*tillery.

Where was I supposed to take her?

Here are yours, here are ours

and here my wife is dying.

I was ready
to sell my soul to the devil.

And what did your Ukraine do to me?

My child grows up without a mother!

I've had your Ukraine up to here.

I deliberately chose this side.

I hate you, Ukies.
I didn't invite you here!

This is w*r! Got it?

The w*r of destruction!
Either you k*ll, or you get k*lled.

Thus, do not seek my sympathy.

I'm not going to help you!

Have you seen your people
shelling residential areas?

It could have been the same

with the hospital, counter shelling.

Shut up!

If you don't want
to end up in a basement,

sit straight and shut up.

Say thank you to Oleg
for being free.

Keep this in mind:

everything can change in a second.

Got it?

Get the hell out.

Dismissed!

Stop!

How is Oleg?

You'd better come to see him.

He's waiting for you.

Gena, any good news?

Andrii, sorry, my friend,
I'm washing my hands of this.

Whoa! Did you give up?

Seriously.
Russian handlers in Luhansk

are dealing with Shvydchenko.

You know. I haven't got the power.

Sorry, bro.

I did my best.

And don't call me any more.

Forget this number.

Does your hand hurt?

Not any more. Nina healed me.

That's cool.

I've got a surprise.

As soon as you recover,
I'll send you

to the young soldiers' camp.

There you'll be...

You'll be jumping and running

and you'll learn
to sh**t real weapons.

Can you imagine?

But don't sh**t the hand.

sh**t at the head.

But not your own.

Super!

Like real Cossacks, yeah?

They sh**t all kinds of weapons.

They fight with sabers and daggers.

No, no, dear.

That's the other thing.

I'll tell you later.

Listen, what you are doing?

I warned you
about the Ukies' propaganda.

Your tongue is your enemy.

Why wouldn't you go home?

No.

Take a rest. Take a bath.
There's a boiler.

And meanwhile, I'll be on duty.

Thank you, Katrusia.

You'd better go home.
See your husband or someone.

Go dancing.
Have a party with your friends.

No dances during the curfew.

But you know what you're saying.

Sure, I know.

My daughter is
a little younger than you.

Is there a doctor?

One WIA here.

Let's go!

This way, guys!
To the operating room.

Bodia.

What?

Bodia...

Can I spend the night in your room?

I keep having nightmares.

Come in, for old times' sake.

Really?

And you?

Bodia.

Are you all right?

Are you all right, Lucy?

You're a fool, Bodia!

Lucy, dear.

You could have said it right away.

Mummy...

Mummy...

Mummy...

Mummy...

Mum...

Mum...

Mum, it hurts.

It hurts, Mum.

Mummy...

I'm here, my dear.

I'm here.

I'm here. Don't worry.

Mum is by your side.

Why is he calling for his mum?

That's how it's been
since time immemorial.

When a person is sick,
they always call for their mother.

Why did you say
that you're his mother?

Because it's true.

I am a mother.

Hey.

Why aren't you sleeping?

I'll count to three
and you'll fall asleep.

Thank you for the guy.

Where will you take him?

To the hospital in Luhansk.

I'm going with you.

Sorry, Doc. Permission not granted.

Sanych told you to sit here
and make no fuss.

Bye.

Hello, Sanych!

Good afternoon, Major.

I heard your kid got shot.

Bullsh*t. Just a minor injury.

What a pity!

That could have been a news hook.

He shot himself in the arm.

Yah!

With your weapon?

No. A drunken jacka*s
let him play with a PM.

He's in the basement now.

I see.

Sit down, Sanych.

Tell me please,

who's that Banderite
at your hospital?

A simple woman.

She came here for her c*ptive son.

I don't care. I need her
just to stitch my soldiers.

What are you doing, Sanych?

Stitch your soldiers?

Who? A Banderite spy?

Won't she turn our WIAs into KIAs?

She made our soldier
come back from the dead.

I don't have a single doctor
in my hospital.

You don't understand.

Her place is in the basement,
not at the hospital!

According to you, half a city
must be put into the basement.

Do what you must!

According to the orders,
I am the commander here!

You're both under my surveillance.

I'll arrange a check for you.

Write down: Sodium Chloride,

200 ml, plastic, 4 pcs.

Kate! You're young and beautiful.

In the prime of your life.

You have to study.

You'll be a good surgeon.

Glucose 4 pcs.,
syringes 5 CC 7 pcs.

I'd like to,
but where would I study here?

Why here?

Kharkiv, Poltava,

Kyiv, Lviv.

With the Banderites?
I'm afraid of them.

Katrusia, don't take it personally,

but there's too much sh*t
in your head.

Honestly.

Do you really think

that babies
are crucified in Ukraine?

Huh?

Or that we hang
Russian-speaking people?

IV delivery systems.

There are... 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... Eight.

Dad! He's calling!

So, was the evidence provided
sufficient?

Yes. I'm listening.

The situation is very complicated.

But, as in any deadlock,
there's a way out.

The prisoner swap lists
are being prepared.

Do you know what this procedure is?

Yes.

OK. But there's an important nuance.

The swap lists are smaller

than the number of prisoners.

Do you understand what I mean?

Unfortunately,
your son is not on the short-list.

How much?

20,000 dollars.

I don't have that much money.

Well,

I'm very sorry. I did my best.

Wait. Wait.

If I find this money,

how do I get it to you?

We live in the 21st century.

Virtual wallets. Novel technologies.

As soon as you have the amount,
I'll drop you the account number.

I just wanted to remind you

that the trial is in a week.
The clock is ticking.

Good luck.

Come on, wash your ears well

or you'll be deaf like an old man.

Hold on. My eyes are smarting.

When was the last time
you washed yourself, piggy-wiggy?

When I swam in the river.

In the river...
The water is dirty, you see?

Can you snort like a pig?

Can you snort? Say "Oink, oink".

Oink, oink.

What a boy!

And the last one.

We've finished.

My dear.

My little one.

Hello, Mayor.

Listen to me.

The crew
of the central Russian channel

is on their way to you.

They need a plot.

You'll show them your son

as a child wounded by Ukies. Got it?

And let your doctor confirm it,

for her own benefit.

Can you hear me?

I can.

This will be the check.

And no initiatives of yours, please.

Otherwise, your son

won't miss the next time. Got it?

Scum.

I don't know where to get money.

I'll sell the apartment.

Cool down, Tolia.

You'll sell the apartment

and where will Nina and Vital
come back to?

They'll come back home. To Ukraine.

We'll think of something.

I understand you and your emotions,

but that's
the purpose of these lawyers,

like the one who called you.

You can ignore my advice,

but don't sell the apartment.

Keep bargaining, talking,
clarify the nuances.

Slow down the game.

Don't be fooled, Tolia,

if you want to save your son
and find your wife.

A TV crew will come here now.

Russian TV.
Answer the questions carefully,

thoughtfully
and politically competently.

Scold Ukies, complain about shelling
from their side.

Is it clear?

It is.

Is it clear?

It is.

Katerina, get out.

Now listen to me.
Oleg was wounded by fire

from your side.

Got it?

You're even ready
to trade your own child.

Look here!

Oleg has no-one else but me

and I'll do whatever it takes

to see him safe and sound,

so do as you're told.

We are three kilometers
from the front line.

In the city,
the sounds of battles are heard

and the shelling of civilians
continues.

Many people k*lled and wounded.

People are losing their homes,
their relatives.

Ukrainian punishers are flooding
the lands of Luhansk with blood.

Done? No reshooting needed?
We go on.

Damn! I broke my heel.

They send you to a hick town,

and then you have to buy new shoes.

They're shelling non-stop.

We spent nights in basements.

Oleg found this puppy

in a house destroyed by Ukies.

He said:
"Lucy, it is an orphan like me.

Can you take care of him?"

And I could not do anything
other than take it.

That's it.

- That's all?
- Yeah.

Let's go to hospital.

Take us to the hospital.

Sanych, how was that?

This boy suffered from shelling
by Ukrainian bandits.

An orphan
and a talented football player,

he won't be able to return
to his dream any time soon.

A heavy injury
interrupted his path in sports

and deprived him of his future.

As a doctor,
you witnessed this tragedy.

How severe is the injury
inflicted on Oleg,

and what is your prognosis?

Nina Petrovna,
I see that you're shocked,

but find the strength
to tell us everything.

Stop.
Are you slow on the uptake, doctor?

Get a grip! We're pressed for time.
We still have to go to Donetsk.

Yeah, they keep shelling
all the time.

- Yes, they are constantly shelling.
- Kostia, record it.

We live like on a powder keg.

A lot of wounded.

The shelling comes
from the Ukrainian side.

Swine! I would k*ll you right now,

but I'm afraid Oleg would be upset.

Nina Petrovna, I'm sorry!

I was just scared for you.

I don't really think like I said.

That's all right, Katrusia.

Oleg, dear!

Nina, will you still come to us?

I will, I will. Get well soon.

Engaged.

I remind you, time runs fast.

I understand you.
And I ask you for understanding.

I'm not a rich person.

That's a huge amount.

Show me my son, please.

Hey, you! Show me my son!

There's only one step
from conversation to verdict.

I am no longer responsible
for your son's life.

And don't be surprised
if the sentence will be carried out.

Wait...

Does it mean

that

I k*lled my son?

Bodia,

do I need to explain?
That's the end of Sanych?

Why on earth?

The handler came here.

There's panic around the city.
Guys told me.

Well, we're clean.

Bodia, use your brain, huh?

Before the heads of the chiefs roll,

they will chop off our heads.

Nina must be seen off.

She has never lived
and will never live with us.

Got it? Bodia, is it clear?

She doesn't belong here.

Don't get me wrong. I don't mind.

But tomorrow, they remove Sanych,
and we...

How will Kristina live without us?

Enjoy your meal!

Will you talk to her?

Or shall I?

I'll sort it out.

Here is some warm milk.

Dad, imagine that it's Mum
who brought milk.

I should have gone.

I still can't forgive myself
for staying here...

I keep thinking about her
all the time.

Hello, Andrii.

Tolia, I've just received info.

Don't transfer money anywhere.

Our guys have been keeping them
on track for a long time.

The relatives refuse to testify,
they all hope for a miracle, but...

There is no miracle here.

This is not a chance, Tolia.
This is a scam. Unfortunately.

Who's there?

Me, Sanych. Open the door.

Don't take your eyes off him.

Come here.

Take a seat.

Get ready. You're going with me.

Where are we going?

Sanych? My respect.

Wow!

An adventure late at night?

Listen,

why should you care?

No.

Open the barrier then!

Open it!

Get out!

Come on.

Move it!

Come on! Come on!

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