I will tell you everything I remember about Lesia Lapina's murder.
Nothing!
Sergey, it's not our director, it's her twin sister.
– This is for you. – I'm pleased.
In a movie TRAP FOR CINDERELLA
Who are you?
– Hello. – Hello.
I spoke with Anna. She told me she saw a man with a tattoo on his shoulder.
I think it's Ilya, our client.
– We haven't finished. – I don't give a damn!
I've got a receipt in case you need one.
– What is he talking about? – About this, Sergey.
"To my beloved Rita."
Music by Alexey Chintsov
Excuse me for a minute.
Executive producer Filipp Brusnikin
Produced by Darya Lavrova
Makar, may I speak with you? Excuse us.
General producer Vlad Ryashyn
I hope I'm not your suspect anymore?
Ilya, I can't rule out a suspect without a sound reason.
For now, I have no evidence of your guilt.
But you have no evidence of your innocence.
– I've got other suspects as well. – I understand.
Did you often cheat on your wife?
No. Rita was the first.
When I first met Olya, she was so kind, gentle, sensitive, so delicate.
But after a few months I realized she was different.
– Why didn't you divorce her? – Olya got pregnant.
– I could leave a woman, but not a child. – I see.
So we stayed together for 20 years. Our son grew up.
Then I met Rita. You may find it funny, but it was something crazy.
I got obsessed. I couldn't live 1 day without Rita.
I'm sorry. Rita was a very nice person.
It's rare to meet someone like that nowadays, Olga Konstantinovna.
– Am I right? – Yes.
She was a wonderful person.
I wrote a poem about her. Would you like to hear it?
– Please, not now. – I insist.
Adorned with flowers, in the light of candles,
She went into the darkness and dissolved.
Another queen is reigning now…
Shut up! I've got headache. I want to be alone.
I understand, Olga Konstantinovna. But I've got important
business to discuss.
How well did you know Alesia, Olga's sister?
I knew her quite well.
I was dating her before meeting Olga. But it was just a crush.
I remember, I came for the summer in Prigozhyno to visit with my friend.
I was bored of Moscow. I wanted to have something different for a change.
Fresh air, something peculiar about this place…I met Alesia.
We liked each other right away. We kissed on the first date.
Alesia was very pretty and bright. But she was rather rude.
What's so funny, little bastard?
She was swearing like a man, you know.
Two sisters were so similar and so different at the same time.
Olya was always jolly and happy, so kind and easy-going, just like me.
I fell in love.
But I didn't want to be dating Olga. I felt bad for her sister.
I thought I would go back to Moscow and forget about her. But…
Olga and I met and had a talk.
Number 6, answer to number 2. Number 6, answer to number 2.
Looks like we've got visitors.
What is this all about?
Be careful, please!
I've seen something like this in a horror movie.
Are you going to tell me what I'm being charged with?
It's clear.
What's going on?
Lilia, I would like to know it myself.
Here's your jackpot. This was in his bedroom, under a bedside table.
What is this?
– Are you his wife? – Yes.
– Do you know what this is? – No.
– Send this off to a scientific expertise. – That's not mine.
– This could be aunt Vera's valerian. – It's not valerian, no doubt about it.
How do I know what that is? It's not mine — that's for damn sure!
Why are you so worried if it's not your stuff?
How can I not be worried, if policemen storm into my house
without stating clearly what the charge is?
You aren't charged with anything. But it's in your best interest
not to go anywhere anytime soon. All the best!
Valerian! We will check.
Petya, why didn't you tell you'd come?
My dear, I'm so glad to see you.
You should have given me a call, I would have cooked something.
It's all right, I'm not hungry.
Have a seat, I will treat you with compote.
I cooked it this morning. Isn't it appetizing?
I also baked this strawberry tart last night. How is it going at work?
Everything is great. My boss is opening a new department.
He wants to appoint me a head of it. Yes. We will be focusing
– on social media optimization. – What is it?
It's a way of improving the site rating.
That's impressive! I'm so proud of you.
– And how about your dissertation paper? – Everything is fine, too.
I almost finished the paper. I will soon obtain my PhD.
Let me cook something tasty for you, please.
– Mom, wait a minute. – Yes?
– Here's what I wanted to ask. – Yes.
Defending the thesis is very costly. I couldn't imagine!
I have to pay everyone — my opponent, my research advisor.
My boss temporarily cut my salary. Our company is expanding, you know.
Could you, please, give me some money?
Damn!
– Oleg? – Where are they?
– What are you looking for? – Your pills!
What pills?
Don't play dumb! Where are your allergy pills?
– Show me the receipt, too! – They're here.
There's nothing in your purse!
Look into my eyes! Did you buy that stupid ampulla?
I didn't buy anything, Oleg! Let go, please!
– Did you call the police? – I didn't call anyone!
Do you want them to send me to jail? I will kick you out of here!
And the son will stay with me, you got it?
– Okay, mom, it's time for me to go. – What? You've just arrived.
– You haven't even tried the tart. – No, mom, next time.
I've got an important meeting in an hour. I just came to make sure you're fine.
By the way, you should keep an eye on your dependents.
They wanted to kill you in order to pocket your money.
It's my son! Do you understand me?
Oleg, what are you doing?
Mind your own business!
Let me go already!
Oleg!
This was rather cheerful, as usual.
I'm glad you called me. It's a right decision.
I am feeling like a drama queen now. It was a regular household fight.
I got myself and you all worked up.
– Lilia… – I'll better go home.
Lilia… What's up?
Lilia, domestic violence is a crime.
Have a seat. Listen to me very carefully.
If you don't leave him, one day he will kill you.
– May I speak with you informally? – Yes.
You shouldn't feel sorry for him, you shouldn't justify his actions.
Lilia, you've got one life. Do you understand? I've got a good lawyer.
– I will help you with everything. – I will think about it.
What made him so mad?
The police paid us a visit.
They found some flacon and sent it for an expertise.
Okay.
Oleg thinks I set it up. I think he's a suspect now.
A flacon? Could he kill?
No. Oleg has a difficult character.
He requires psychiatric help. He used to be registered at
a mental facility as a teenager. But he couldn't have killed anyone.
He's a good person.
Everything will be fine.
He's a psycho, Makar! How can Lilia live with him?
Sergey, you should better think about work rather than Lilia.
Makar, unlike you, I want to have a family!
You should think about having a relationship, for a change!
You remind me an old lady.
Sergey, the best in relationships is the candy and rose stage.
Later on a family turns into a group
of strangers who think exclusively about dividing the square meters.
This is why I love my job. It is never in a bad mood,
and sometimes it offers great opportunities.
Makar, the fact that you were betrayed doesn't mean all women are the same.
Sergey, let's abandon this topic. Better tell me why the police visited Chaika?
I don't know. Maybe they've got something on him. Who knows.
Police? Babkin speaking. Okay, okay.
Vladimir Petrovich, will you check one person for me?
Oleg Chaika. Chaika. He lives in Prigozhyno, Greater Moscow Area.
He's around 40.
Listen, it's impossible. He might kill her!
– Who? – Lilia's husband.
Sergey, just do your work.
Yes, I'm here.
Ilya, we need to go to the city tomorrow, to a hospital.
– You decided to talk to a psychologist? – No.
I signed us with a pre-conception clinic.
What?
Why?
I think it's time to think about another child.
Are you kidding?
When 10 years ago I was pleading you to save the baby, what did you say?
I wasn't ready. Besides, Dima needed our help.
Now is a good time, I think.
You think! Do you care about what I think?
Do you care about my opinion?
Ilya, excuse me. I know you've been dreaming about a baby.
And you?
There're a lot of things I'm dreaming about. I want to jump with a parachute.
Will you do the same? I don't need your sacrifices.
Excuse me, I need to have a walk. Alyona is waiting for you.
I also want this!
Olga Konstantinovna, has something happened again?
No.
Small troubles. Pay no attention.
It must be hard for you. You hold a senior position,
– and take everything to heart. – We all have to fight our weaknesses.
How is your investigation going?
Good. We are questioning witnesses, collecting information — as per normal.
By the way, where have you been from 3 till 5 on the day Rita was killed?
I went to the village to buy Indian lights and firecrackers.
Then I came back here. What, am I a suspect as well?
It's a formality. A good detective suspects everyone.
Please.
Ilya told you everything, and you think I killed her because of jealousy.
– I don't understand. – I'm not blind, you know.
Everyone knew about the romance. Everyone was whispering behind my back.
– Why wouldn't you say anything? – Because I'm not 15 years old.
I knew I would forgive him, because I love him.
Why causing drama? I was sure he would come back. Any more questions?
It's all for now. Thank you.
– I've been looking for you everywhere. – What's the news?
Petrovich called. Chaika is a tomcat.
He was accosting his model when painting her portrait.
Her name is Elena Nikitichna Kuzmina.
She said he sexually harassed her, so she went to a police.
But in a month she took her lodge back.
– Did he act like a schizophrenic? – No, no.
He just asked her to pretend to be dead, but she refused.
Really?
I think Chaika's desires weren't that innocent. But we will never learn about it.
– You know what I think? – What?
I think he paid her off so that she took back her lodge.
– She won't tell anything to anyone. – Most likely.
Okay.
Grisha! You forgot the list of groceries.
Excuse me, aunt Vera.
– Make sure not to forget pepper… – What is this?
– Grisha, what is it? Grisha! What is it? – My arm.
I will call an ambulance. Wait a minute. Let's go.
– Wow. – We are just in time.
– Grisha, everything will be fine. – Move out of the way, please.
What happened?
I was giving Grisha the list of groceries. Then there was a gunshot.
Someone shot Grisha in the arm.
The doctors said it's nothing serious. It was a rubber projectile.
But Grisha was dead scared. They were targeting me!
Calm down, please. Vera Ivanovna, have you got any enemies?
No.
– Well, I'm not sure. Maybe I do. – Who was at home?
Oleg was at home. She was painting on the loft. Grisha, and I.
Grisha, why do you think they were targeting you?
I understand that it's not the best time, but we have to talk.
About what?
For instance, about dead women, lilies, and about Elena Kuzmina's lodge.
– Do you remember her? – I do. So what?
Nothing for now.
Why don't you show me your canvases? I've heard a lot
about your artistic style.
I see. Please, come in.
This is my collection.
– It's unconventional. – What does it mean?
It means nothing.
By the way, this style is called horror painting.
You've got no interest in it, I'm sure.
Representatives of this style focus on motives
that are supposed to induce horror.
But in reality they influence us like a magnet.
Take the motif of death.
This canvas rather reveals what's inside certain person's brain.
The artist's brain.
But of course! I've always been attracted by the moribund motif.
But unlike most artists, I've never been afraid to think about it
and reveal it — through my works.
– Why lilies? – Because I love them.
Lily is the most beautiful and harmonic flower.
I even married a woman named Lilia. It's a coincidence, of course.
Well, who knows. But it doesn't pertain to our topic.
I like confronting incompatible ideas.
On one side, there is beauty, tenderness, peace.
On the other side, there is horror, blood, death.
This counterpoint excites the viewer the most.
We've got rather different artistic views. But I couldn't care less.
But the fact of sexual harassment of your models is really interesting.
Were you giving sedatives to those who turned off your offers?
What are you saying? Harassment!
Those models usually don't mind at all getting to know each other closer.
Not all of them, of course. If someone actively resists, I don't insist.
Am I an idiot? Elena stands apart.
She's provoking man in order to get paid off. I knew it right away.
Do you think I'm the only one she was blackmailing? Please.
Even if it is so, I'm not guilty of anything. I didn't even touch her.
Maybe you had no time? Don't get up. Sit, I said!
Keep your wild guesses to yourself. You've got nothing on me.
– I didn't kill anyone. – I'll figure it out.
Anybody home?
May I come in? Your door was open. Hello!
I'm Sergey Babkin, private detective.
I'm a friend of your neighbor, Vera Ivanovna.
– May I ask you a few questions? – Yes. I'm Lev Valentinovich.
I'm listening.
– Pleased to meet you. – Have a seat.
Lev Valentinovich, is this your work?
What?
Is this your work?
Yes, mine. I decided to do some handiwork
in order to ease my nerves.
What relationships are you in with your neighbors?
We don't talk to each other.
Vera is a pleasant woman though. She's kind.
She's always the first to say hello.
Where were you an hour ago?
I was at home, working on my canvas. Touch it. Touch it.
It's tacky.
It is. I covered it with varnish an hour ago.
Thank you.
Lev Valentinovich, did anyone see you?
– When? – An hour ago?
Only my cat. He's sitting over there on a window sill.
But he's not been very talkative recently.
Thank you.
Why? Why? Why?
And here we go. Put your hand over here.
Like that. Breathe, breathe.
It is very important to breathe correctly.
Mom, what are you doing here?
Hello, Makar! I am showing Alyona a twisted side angle exercise.
I'm sure you understood my question.
What are you doing here, in Prigozhyno?
I came here to have some rest. All your neighbors went to their summer cottages.
It's become unbelievably boring. So I came here.
Very good. Very good.
Alyona kindly agreed to give Austin and me a comfortable room,
while you were saying there are no rooms available.
Thank you so much, Irina Georgievna, for teaching me yoga.
I didn't know it was so practical.
Makar, please meet my daughter Zoya. Zoya, say hello.
Hello!
Hello, Zoya. Where's Austin?
Austin? Austin! He must be inside.
Makar, make a payment for the room and bring in my bags,
they're so heavy! Austin? Austin?
Mother…
Evenings in Prigozhyno
– Good day to you, Sveta! – Hello.
Your neighbor doesn't have a good yield of apples this year.
You start the conversation from afar. Go straight to the point.
I just wanted to know what kind of person your neighbor is.
He's pretending to be a good person. In reality, he's a brawler and a scoundrel.
He messed up my uncle's life when he was still alive.
He wanted to buy our piece of land, but aunt Vera refused.
Since then they've been waging a silent war.
At night he is practicing in target-shooting.
Thank you for the information.
Where were you when Grigoriy was shot?
Where were I? I'm not there anymore.
I'm not going to answer your question.
If this is all you wanted — see yourself out.
Good-bye, Sveta.
See you later!
– You are a sharpshooter! – I'm trying.
Lev Valentinovich, why did you lie to me?
After what happened to Grisha I couldn't mention our quarrels with the neighbors.
You'd immediately seize the opportunity to lay blame on me.
– We haven't had any disputes for years. – And how about shooting?
What about it? I'm a former military man.
I like remembering the olden days, practicing in shooting.
Would you show me the gun you are using?
Have you got a license on it?
– Yes, I can show it to you. – No, thanks.
It's not the gun Grigoriy was shot with. Unless you've got more?
Unfortunately, not. You're digging in the wrong place.
– You should size up Vera's son. – What about him?
I've seen a couple of times how he was watching his own house from the forest.
Don't you find it strange?
Then I came here. I've been working here for almost 7 years.
You are such a nice girl, Alyona. I wish Makar had such a fiance.
You know, I wouldn't mind at all. But I feel like he's avoiding me.
I will teach you how to melt this bloke of ice.
Men by nature are predators, conqueror.
First they are spying on their prey, coming closer to it,
and in the most critical moment they make a leap!
– I am so clumsy. Did I hurt you? – No, no, no.
I'd like to make it up for you. If you ever need medical assistance,
– please let me know. I'm a doctor. – How interesting.
I though doctors cure their patients, not hurt them.
I couldn't stand on my feet in the presence of such beautiful women.
Why are you standing, then? Have a seat, please.
Thank you.
It's time for me to get back to work.
Have a seat.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Leonid.
Here is my business card.
– I am Irina. – Nice to meet you.
I checked Sveta's purse. There is an envelope with money in it.
Where did she take 200,000 from?
– Sveta doesn't work, right? – No. The biggest amount she was paid
for her poems was 10,000 from a drunk businessman.
– Does she publish her works? – Not really, if only for free.
What does she need the money for?
I heard her speaking with a car dealership.
She said she's transfer the money. Looks like she ordered a car.
You are so smart. By the way, what can you say about Petya,
– Vera Ivanovna's son? – Petya doesn't come here often.
As far as I know he is a programmer in a Moscow firm.
He's about to get promoted. I heard him ask Vera to give him money.
Do you happen to know his address?
I will forward you a message with his address.
What would I do without you?
Did you think about what I told you? Will you leave your husband?
I don't know. I'm not sure it would be a right decision.
Why not?
Are you afraid?
Yes. I'm worried about his reaction. I'm afraid to lose my son.
Don't be afraid. I will protect you.
Too bad we don't understand each other.
– Hello. – Hello.
– I won't interrupt. – One moment. Can we talk?
Please, have a seat.
I was just telling your husband that herbal substance was found
in Margarita Svetlova's blood.
One of its components is called Pulsatilla vulgaris, or windflower.
– Have you heard about it? – No.
Excellent. Your husband said the same.
But in your bedroom we found a flacon with this substance.
– Amazing, isn't it? – Enough already!
Everyone in this village collects herbs. They collect and dry it. Right?
Go into any house. You will find some kind of herbs
on window-sills or elsewhere. Windflower is likely to be among it.
Possibly. But not in every house it's hidden under bedside-tables.
It wasn't hidden.
Calm down. Not everyone creates such "art".
– What about my art? – Take it easy, don't lose your nerve.
If the murderer was a fool he'd be caught the next day.
I agree.
– Does Olga worry a lot? – Olga's got a strange attitude.
When she was 13, her father died in a car accident.
– Since then she hated Chaika. – Oleg? What does he have to do with it?
– Oleg's father was behind the wheel. – Really?
Olga needed someone to lay blame on. It's foolish, but…
It's not foolish. From a psychological standpoint
it's the only chance to retain sanity during great stress.
One more match?
Enough. I already owe you 3 bottles of cognac.
Tennis is not my thing.
Makar, I hope homicide investigation is your thing.
29. Where will I get 90 thousand?
Hello, Pyotr. I'm Sergey Babkin, detective.
Do you know that your mother was targeted?
Yes, and I've got a suspect.
I don't care. The investigator suspects you.
– What will we do about it? – What do you mean?
– Is this yours? – Yes.
What is this? You are up to your ears in debts.
– It's not your business. – Oh really?
What are you hiding?
Why are you touching my stuff?
Get out of the way! Don't hinder me.
Here we go.
You could have hidden it better, really.
This is a nonlethal pistol for self-defense. I come back from studies very late.
– It's got rubber bullets. – Really? I think I wasn't quite clear.
Do you know that a rubber bullet can easily kill a person?
Do you know how many such cases I witnessed?
I didn't kill anyone.
– What? – I didn't want to kill anyone.
Now tell me everything nice and clear. Tell me about the ladder and the shot.
My mother is a valetudinarian. She always makes up stuff.
Get to the point!
She's always spending money on those dependants…
I wanted her to think it were them, and kick them out.
I just needed money. I dropped a ladder next to her just to get her scared.
You dropped it next to her?! Continue. Now!
When it didn't work out, I made a shot. I made sure there was no
one in the house at that time. I didn't shoot at my mother.
You didn't shoot at her, you say? Do you know how it could have ended?
– Let's go. – Where to?
– Police. – Why?
You will write a composition, How I Spent This Summer.
You got me? Don't forget the cue cards.
I'm glad you brought me here. Thank you. It's so nice.
I'll be right back.
– Hello. – Hello.
How is aunt Vera? She took back the lodge.
Yes. They went together. Petya asked for forgiveness.
I persuaded Vera to come here. She agreed to pay off his debts,
but she won't be giving him any more money.
I hope she's got enough willpower to stick to her words.
I wanted to ask you…
– How are you? Is everything all right? – Yes, thank you. Everything is fine.
– Olga, what's up? What happened? – Who is that woman?
It's a new guest. She came a few days ago. What's up?
Nothing.
You need to calm down. You need to calm down.
Easy, easy, come with me.
Mom, why are you following me everywhere?
Makar, why don't you strike a conversation with someone?
Mom, let me decide for myself.
– Alyona! Come here. – Mom, stop.
– Good evening! – Good evening.
Okay, I will leave you to yourself.
How is the investigation going on?
I'm working on it.
Maybe there is some mystical component to it?
Spirit of the old earl, the first owner of this mansion,
is luring the souls of young women.
Mother, why are you standing like a stock? Help me out!
Where's our Cinderella? She's got golden hands.
Come here, dear, help your sister.
Why doesn't prince recognize Cinderella?
Not so loud. I don't know.
He only saw her one time, and in a different dress.
How can this be? Are there no more girls in this kingdom?
You forgot about my daughter, Cinderella.
– Call her! – No, she's a frump and a scruff!
Why didn't step-mother recognize Cinderella? She saw her many times before.
Because she didn't expect she would show up at the ball.
But her face didn't change.
Come on, dear Cinderella, try on the shoe.
How about me, mother?
Don't worry, dear, you're too good for the prince.
It's so unfair!
– I've got headache. I've got to go. – Wait for 5 more minutes, please.
– I can't wait that long, sorry. – Makar…
I found her! I am so happy. I waited for you for so long.
Finally you are with me. You are the best thing in my life.
You couldn't recognize me for so long… Well, appearances are deceitful.
Now we will be together forever.
Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!
Bravo! Bravo!
Yes? Where are you? What's the address?
Damn it!
Hands up, quick!
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