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Damn it!
Follow him!
Go!
A woman!
Be careful!
He is dead.
23-15. The Audi has been stopped. The driver escaped.
Supposedly, it’s a woman.
Star Media presents
Ivan Okhlobistin
Natalia Antonova
in Mikhail Vaynberg’s movie
FREUD’S METHOD
Idea of Vladimir Dyachenko Written by Vladimir Dyachenko
Directed by Ivan Stakhanov
Director of Photography – Sergey Blednov
Production designer – Pavel Eyler
Music by Anatoliy Zubkov
Arthur Vakha
Alexei Gryshin
Roman Polyanskiy
Ol'ga Dibtseva
Episode One
– Hi. – Good afternoon.
– Hi. Did you see your new partner? – That bodybuilder?
You’ve only worked here for a month and got so lucky! Good luck!
I don’t get it.
Hello.
– Are you relieving your morning pressure? – What?
Nothing. I sympathy with you.
It’s not what you thought. It was accidental.
– Hi. – Hello.
– Lieutenant Shuvayeva? – Yes, madam.
Come into my office.
Last year I took part in a competition “Miss Police”.
The main prize was a photo session, so…
It’s your problem.
What else can you do except for naked photo sessions?
I may put in a good word for somebody who dreams of making pictures naked.
Do you know what thrill it is to enter every household
of our enormous Motherland as a poster for a toilet door?
Sorry. You can’t imagine how sick and tired I am of this situation. Moreover, your…
– Oleg? – Oleg.
We didn’t have time to get acquainted and he is already staring
– at me in the magazine! – Yes, it’ll be hard for you.
Do you want to say that Oleg is a maniac?
No, Oleg is a present… for now.
However, there are other employees in our department.
What is happening between you and Anna?
What is happening between Anna and me?
Anna and I are investigating different evil crimes.
Stop playing up! Nadya said that you kissed!
I wish you saw that kiss!
You know that Anna is like a daughter for me. And I warned you that…
I know that you had to say these words. Save your blood vessels!
– What the hell did you kiss her for? – I have 245 reasons to kiss a woman.
The first one… All right, I know that neither of them will satisfy you.
Yes? I’m listening.
He is here. He is going there right now.
What saved me from a righteous fatherly jealousy?
A ***.
I see. As Anna says, “let’s go”!
I understand. Thank you very much. You may be free. Good-bye.
The driver was a woman, about 170 cm tall, in her 30ies, with dark-blond hair.
The lady left her expensive car together with her man.
Did she want to escape that much? Such behavior is typical for blondes.
The police officers didn’t notice anything else.
How could they not notice anything? She was running away from them!
From this distance, they could have failed to see her *** properly.
However, they couldn’t have missed her waist and hips.
Criminalistics is interested in different parameters.
You’re right as for criminalistics as a science. But such parameters
is what interests criminalists as people first of all.
Yes, Anna Nicolayevna was right. Oleg is a present!
The boss’s position is harmful for you. You started to come late.
– I was at a meeting. – Hello, Anna Nicolayevna.
Vyacheslav Antonov, 30 years old. He died in a result of strangulation.
At the moment of the accident he has already been dead for about two hours.
She has been riding his dead body in her car all morning!
– It sounds like a Gothic ballad! – It’s not her car but his.
If it isn’t his car then it’s not a ballad. It’s a premeditated ***.
Yes. Especially if the man isn’t hers too.
We found a phone on the victim.
The last call made last evening was at this number.
Judging from the point of view of dramatics,
the last call before the death is extremely important.
Order a printout of calls from his number, with the names
of the subscribers and their registration.
Sure.
If she murdered Antonov in his car or in his apartment,
she would simply destroy the evidence and escape.
But she is taking the body somewhere!
It’s a wrong phrase. Not “somewhere” but “from somewhere”.
– Thanks for the help of the audience. – You’re always welcome.
She is taking the body from a place where destruction of evidence
doesn’t make sense.
One more tip from the audience. This place is called “home”.
Maybe this place is called “an office”.
We have only one thing to find out — where the car spent the night.
There is a GPS-navigator is Antonov’s car. We may study its data.
Isn’t that apparatus too complicated for you? I’ll watch the process over.
I beg your pardon.
– Thanks. – You’re welcome.
What logics! Doesn’t it seem to you that we’ll soon have
an office affair in our department? These young people!
I’ll leave, but not for long.
If I ask you where to, you’ll lie, won’t you?
We’ll feel uncomfortable. And lack is comfort is certainly
not what we need in our complicated relations.
You’ll find the blonde yourself in some two hours.
In about a couple of hours.
Department of Resuscitation and Anesthesiology
– How can I help you, young man? – Please call Yelena Polonskaya.
– Strangers can’t come in here. – I’m not a stranger.
She dragged me out of the another world once. It makes people closer.
Do you know what we’re doing here?
We have about a dozen of non-strangers like you a day!
Lena! A non-stranger fop has come to you!
The same perfume. Pack your things.
Let’s start from the beginning again. What time did he leave?
About six. I went to work at 8, as always.
His car was by the entrance. The car was open. He was dead.
I don’t understand. Why didn’t you call the police at once?
– Because he was strangled. – Yes, he was!
I thought: he was found here the police would think that I did it.
I decided to move the car closer to his home.
– You could have put him in the boot. – How do you imagine that?
Right. Sorry.
Will you give me in?
What for? They’ll find you in two to three hours max!
They’ve already found you.
I will have to detain you now. Hands up!
Is there a back exit here?
She is a high-class professional. She has been recognized
as the best specialist in the district twice!
Is she married?
No. But if she as much as moves her finger,
I know a dozen men who will readily marry her.
What does Yelena Vladimirovna do in her spare time?
Our job is constant stress. Each of us relieve it as we can.
Some people get drunk, some go into extreme sports,
some eat much and some prefer casual *** affairs.
How does Yelena Vladimirovna relieve stress?
– It’s none of my business. – It means casual affairs…
Do you have a place to hide until I sort this situation out?
No. I don’t have a place. I have a girlfriend. She had a summer cottage.
– She is a reliable girlfriend. – A reliable girlfriend is an abstraction.
She can only be reliable if you know something sensitive about her.
Do you know something like that?
Compromising materials as a guarantee of friendship?
Your life is so interesting!
– Thank you very much. – Good-bye.
– Are you looking for Lena? – We are.
– She left about 20 minutes ago. – Are you sure?
Yes. Some man came to her, and they left together.
How did that man look like?
He was of a medium height, in a black hat, in black glasses, with a scar on his cheek…
He resembles some Hollywood actor, I don’t remember his name.
– He played in a movie about the casino. – Thank you for the information.
I’d like to ask you about something. This is my phone number and the address
of the investigation department. Please come to me after your shift.
We’ll put your testimony down in the protocol.
– OK. I’ll try. – Good-bye.
Good-bye.
What about our Daniel Craig?
These are the keys from the apartment. This is a key from the upper lock.
You shall put it in this side up. This one is from the lower lock.
You may put it in as you like. It’s unpretentious.
What about you?
I’ll go to save you. Do you want to get into prison?
How long shall I sit at your place?
You may go to the bedroom and lie down a bit.
I remember. You didn’t answer.
I don’t understand whether I shall believe you or not.
What if you find out that you don’t believe me?
As the Frenchmen say, you’re responsible for those you… you know.
What is there? Look!
I got you.
You’re fast.
We determined the approximate location by the GPS-navigator.
We showed the photo to the police officers and they identified her.
– What conclusions? – Look here.
Impressive, isn’t it?
He is a talented guy. They don’t usually get killed in bed.
This is the scarf she strangled him with. There are plenty of traces of saliva
and *** on it. We’ll compare them to his DNA, and that will be all.
Are you sure that they’ll coincide?
I’m sure. I think the girl will confess on her own.
There are plenty of her fingerprints here. They are all fresh.
What is it?
She is a resuscitation specialist. She brought a written-off apparatus home.
– What for? – My grandpa is a milling machine operator.
He has been bringing some instruments home from work all his life!
Your grandpa used his instruments to repair things at your home.
And this apparatus is for bringing people back from the other world.
– OK. Your variants? – She didn’t kill him.
This is her car.
Where was the one that she drove in the morning?
– I don’t know. Somewhere here. – How interesting!
You’re playing the game of guesses instead of laying a well-known combination
– before the enemy. Is it your style? – It’s our job to check all the versions.
OK. What do you think — did she carry the man on her back
to the entrance or did she drag him along the pavement?
She could have put the car close to the entrance.
Let’s count further. Five meters to the entrance, another five meters
to the elevator… Then she had to push the man into a car…
at 8 o’clock on a working day, right? Moreover, she is a doctor.
She is neither a concrete mixer nor a weightlifter.
– It’s logical. You’re right. – Of course, I am!
– Somebody helped her. – Whom do you suspect?
We shall think on that.
Wait. Did I understand you right? Did somebody, supposedly a man,
help Yelena cover the traces after the ***?
She wouldn’t be able to carry the body to the car on her own.
Later some man came to take her away from the hospital.
– She has too many helpers, doesn’t she? – It could have been one person.
Roman Vitalyevitch, do you agree with this nonsense?
By the way, this version belongs to our Freud.
I analyzed it again and thought that it would have been problematic
even for two people to bring a dead body downstairs and push it into the car.
What if he went downstairs on his own two legs?
And she went out at 8
in the morning and found him strangled in his car.
Do you want to say that it was somebody else who killed Antonov?
No, no. The scarf was in her apartment.
He could have been strangled with another scarf!
He could have been strangled with anything!
Here you go! The conclusion of the expert.
The saliva on the scarf belongs to Antonov.
The nap of that scarf is on Antonov’s bristle.
It means Antonov was strangled with that scarf in that apartment. This is all!
I’m hungry. I’ll go to the canteen.
Join me!
– Where is that magazine? – What magazine?
The magazine with her…
His life was divided into two halves. He was a custom officer in one…
Maybe he stepped on somebody’s tail.
And in the other half he was a diver.
A shark bit him and we didn’t even notice!
Cheeky cynicism is my style of communication.
Does it include ignoring the evidence?
– Do you always wear uniform? – Are we informal now?
Of course! I saw you almost naked! Why stick to politeness?
Is there a single man in this building who failed to see me almost naked,
– I wonder? Did you see me naked? – Me?
No? You have a chance. These young people will help you.
She got hurt.
She got angry. Does she always wear uniform?
The girl likes her job. She is proud of it. What harm is there?
No harm from the point of view of evidence. But from the point of view
of a motive — on the mentioning of her name she wants you to remember
all these stars, epaulets, a silly tie and a professionally strict glance
and not what you saw in the magazine this morning.
That magazine wasn’t mine.
Yes? I’m coming. Eat the dessert; I’ve already paid for it.
– Hi. – Hi.
The young people are at the canteen.
They are already eating desserts, so we only have ten minutes.
Come to me. Put hands like this and close your eyes.
– It intrigues me so much. – Do you have glasses?
I do. No, they are in another pocket… in the upper one, in the jacket.
Follow me to the office now. I’ll show you something interesting.
Will ten minutes be enough?
– Was it him? – Yes, it’s him.
– Is he always like that? – I haven’t gotten used to that myself.
– Why would one get used to that? – Because it’s almost always justified.
– Is he the local Sherlock? – Freud! He is our Freud!
Then I may suppose that there is some truth in his words.
It wasn’t my magazine. I didn’t know what was there.
An officer on duty gave it to me.
I understand. But I wanted to discuss work and not the magazine…
– If you’re not against it. – I’m not against it.
– You’re a ***. – It’s clear.
You’re dirty and filthy!
This is wrong. I’m a fop and a neat person!
There is no one worse that you are!
Caligula, Adolf Hitler, heroes of North-American folklore were not lambs too.
My job is to catch criminals! If my subordinates steal them
from under my nose… do you know how it’s called?
I do! You guessed it at the place of the accident.
I didn’t!
You did! You knew where I went!
I didn’t know! I didn’t imagine that you would steal and hide her.
– Where is she? – Who?
– Let’s go! Where is she? – Where to?
Take the handcuffs off! I need to put my coat on.
It’s freezing outside, I’ll get cold.
Do you suggest looking for a person who would be interested in Antonov’s death?
I do.
We won’t be able to check the customs office. We’ll do it tomorrow.
The diving center works till late night, though. We may go there.
Would you like a dessert?
Go out.
Good evening. Hello. Thank you, everybody.
Good evening. Good evening. Good evening.
Where are the keys?
Anna, you can’t act like this. I promised her to sort it out.
I’ve already sorted it out. You’re hiding a murderer!
If you hide every girl you had unforgettable sex with…
And you said you didn’t understand anything!
Antonov started to dive recently but has already made friends with Kabernyuk.
Who is Kabernyuk?
A techno-diver. He dives to up to 100 meters.
He knows everything; he can do everything. He is not here today, though.
What do techno-divers do at the depth of 100 meters?
Some tickle their nerves. Some look for treasures.
– Is Antonov looking for treasures too? – No. They don’t take him with them.
Let him pass an exam for a master degree first!
Is it difficult?
Come if you’re ready to pay. I’ll teach you in six months.
OK. I’ll think about it. Thanks.
Wait! I’ll mean that I gave her in!
I’ll tell her that I tortured you… for your sake.
– It’s not a joke. – You know better. The keys!
– I forgot them at the department! – The keys!
They are in another pocket.
– She trusted me! – I trusted you too.
God, you exist!
Not for you, though. I’ll prove it to you tomorrow. Where is she?
You’re so…
She is not a murderer!
Are you a clairvoyant? Or do you have some new evidence?
She is a geisha. A high-class specialist.
Is it much better than just a ***?
I feel cold.
– How long have you known her? – For a couple of years.
– How did you meet? – Accidentally.
Who is that at four in the morning?
I have no idea. My friends usually call beforehand.
Mine don’t wander at nights either.
It may only be one person.
Two!
You can’t imagine how pleasant it is to have an old friend
with a set of keys from handcuffs!
Don’t get distracted. She saved you from death, did you say?
She did. She is a resuscitation specialist.
I went fishing in Columbia once.
Some poisonous thing bit me. I was unconscious for a month.
How did Yelena end up there?
She worked for some international humanitarian mission.
The hospital was nearby. She saved me.
So, you’re indebted to her.
I am. I want to repay her my debt now.
You will pay. You’ll sit in prison instead of her.
Slava, can’t you understand?
If she killed somebody, she would have never let him die!
Sometimes one can’t comprehend your words.
One may only grasp them later on. Talk simpler!
She is simply a fool!
Do you have some other story except for that Columbian ballad?
I do.
– I’m listening. – I’ll tell you about it later.
I see.
Do you understand now why I couldn’t wait with this conversation
till morning? Do you think I shall put up with it?
As a boss, you shall report on it. But as for your relations…
What relations? We only kissed once!
Plus, I don’t think that kiss meant anything for Freud.
Everything means something for Freud.
One can’t say that looking at him.
He is like that. So that nobody could say anything about him.
Was he always like that?
I think he was since he met Slavka.
Two people died then. Freud blamed it all on himself.
Was it really his fault?
I don’t think so. Tell me…
What is there between that woman and him?
Right. It was a silly question. Drink your coffee.
Yesterday all the evidence was against Polonskaya. Is she in the clear today?
No. She remains the main suspect but… We have new circumstances.
How did she convince you? Freud did it, didn’t he?
Polonskaya didn’t strangle Antonov with an end to kill him.
If Antonov’s enemies knew about it, they could have used that situation.
Kabernyuk imports ceramics from Spain. Handmade items, painting,
imitation of antiques…
All his deliveries were passing the customs during Antonov’s shift.
8 hits out of 8? During five months? It’s laughable!
On the other hand… would you kill for a clay statuette?
I wouldn’t. But if Antonov found about something that he shouldn’t have known…
It means we too have to find out something what we shouldn’t know.
Autoasphyxiaphilia is a special state of physiology of a human
when one experiences bright *** emotions in the state of hypoxia.
Stop the tale. Get down to the morals at once!
The brain thinks that it’s dying.
To mobilize all life forces it inject endorphins into the bloodstream…
What does our suspect have to do with it?
She was having sex with the victim.
Is she a ***?
Not really. She brings them to the verge of death
and invokes prolong *** ecstasies.
You are a great storyteller!
Do you want to qualify it as a manslaughter?
She played too much and failed to save the client from hypoxia!
– Polonskaya is a resuscitation expert! – She is so multi-facet!
Look here. Two days ago, a new delivery addressed to Kabernyuk arrived from Spain.
– Did the delivery go through the customs? – Not yet.
– Let’s have an excursion. – What will we look for there?
We’ll look for what one may kill for.
– It’s nice. – I like this vintage too.
It’s not what one may kill for.
Then we shall look for what one may kill for.
– Give me this red thing. – Here you go.
What are you doing?
The false ceramics were produced from clay with the real ancient coins hidden inside.
Where did Kabernyuk take them?
The divers must have found the remains of some sunken ships.
There are many of them in Spain.
Yes. They take them without informing the local authorities
and smuggle here to sell to antiques experts.
Collectors are scary people.
They may easily kill for some cigarette butt smoked by some celebrity.
So, Kabernyuk and Antonov found each other.
Their smuggling channel started to work double tides.
But Antonov became greedy and Kabernyuk…
His heart couldn’t tolerate such treachery.
Whose heart doesn’t let you sleep well this time?
Antonov’s. Someone of his friends could have murdered him.
– The surname of the friend? – Kabernyuk Viktor.
You’re late. Kabernyuk’s body was found half an hour ago
by the Sports Palace.
Look. He was killed with some stranglehold… like a scarf.
Did he just let somebody strangle himself?
When a stranglehold is on your neck, it squeezes the carotid artery
and one faints at once.
He let somebody throw the stranglehold on his neck.
It means he knew the person who sat together with him.
Sure!
What if we look at this situation objectively?
I doubt that a man would get into another man’s car
to tie a scarf around his neck.
Men are so different nowadays!
Antonov and Kabernyuk had an unclear business.
However, the method of their murders is perfectly clear. What does it mean?
It means that I’m surrounded with a wall of cold distrust.
Follow me. Come on.
If Yelena killed Antonov accidentally, she could have called Kabernyuk,
if she knew him, of course, and asked him to help her. Then it’s all clear.
She killed Kabernyuk to prevent him from giving her in.
Nonsense! She was announced wanted. And you say that she went
to cover her traces with a help of another ***!
Such things do happen in poker. They put bluff and get an all-in,
but such things always end badly.
‒ With a defeat? ‒ Yes.
Is Yelena didn’t kill Antonov, then she didn’t have reasons
for killing Kabernyuk.
This is what I was trying to make you understand.
Then I have one more question to you.
Would you kill if this *** would prove your complete non-implication
in both this and previous ***?
Stop! You’re treating logic like paper!
Listen to yourself! You take blame off the person at once
because according to your logic Yelena can’t be guilty.
You’re turning everything upside down.
Look, you! Stop justifying your geisha!
Kabernyuk’s *** looks like a disposal of a witness.
‒ This is all we have! It’s our only catch! ‒ The witness to what?
If you didn’t let that high-class girl go, I’d ask this question to her…
And get an answer. But I’ve been forced to run about the city for two days
looking for people who are making fools of us thanks to you!
‒ Let’s go. ‒ Yes.
‒ Does she come here? ‒ I’ve never seen her. What did she do?
We suspect Yelena Polonskaya of Antonov’s ***.
‒ Oh, it’s Yelena… ‒ Do you know her or not?
I don’t know her but I heard a lot about her. Slava and Kaber told a lot.
‒ It doesn’t mean anything. ‒ So, she strangled Slavka… didn’t she?
‒ It’s Slavka’s own fault. ‒ In what?
He started it. Slava gave Kaber a jump with a parachute as a present for his birthday.
Did he hate him that much?
Kaber likes adrenalin. And he presented Slava with a night with a ***…
an expert in extreme sex. Can you imagine what it was?
Partially.
It was her. Slavka told me about it in private. He couldn’t contain himself.
He had birthday a month ago. I thought they only met once.
But it looks like they started an affair. Sorry. Hello?
Your geisha fell for a young boy.
Geishas are professionals. They can’t fall in love. They may lose a client.
It means I’m right. She fell in love.
Come on, go!
Nina? Nina?
What are you doing here?
I want to find my Atlantis here. What are you doing here?
Are you a historian now?
I’m a biographer. I’m very interested in some details of…
Later!
I’ve dreamt of becoming an investigator all my life.
However, I was assigned to the department of analytics after the law faculty.
I waited for three years to be transferred her.
Did you fail to pass your PT test? Did press-ups let you down?
I was relieved from press-ups. I had a red diploma.
And you must have done a fair share of press-ups. You were unlucky!
You surfaced with a long pause.
Do you know that girl? Did she know Antonov and Kaber?
Nina and Slava separated a week ago. Who are you?
A historian.
Why didn’t I guess from the very beginning? You’re too clever for our job.
And you’re too beautiful. Isn’t it hard? Does it get in the way?
It does. So, if you decide to fall for me, find another object.
I’m rude, I have bad manners, I like dirty language.
Is that true? Do such girls win the beauty contests?
At our times and in our environment such girls are the only ones
who have a chance.
Hey, vigilant eyes of justice! Did you see Nina?
Was it her?
You missed her! It was a huge mistake to assign guards of opposite sex
to patrol duty! Did you use condoms, at least?
‒ She left five minutes ago. ‒ Where did she go?
There.
Nina is the link. She works with Yelena, she knows all the divers.
At least she knows what had happened.
And at most?
If she found out that Antonov chucked her for Yelena,
she could have gone crazy. We call it “a tilt”. It’s when you choose a target
and move towards it without noticing anything on your way.
Is it a motive to revenge?
Yes. And to get rid of Kabernyuk. He was the one who introduced them.
OK. Let’s interrogate her first.
No, let’s do it tomorrow. I haven’t slept for two nights in a row.
Nina Grigoryeva didn’t come home after the pool.
‒ Freud? ‒ I heard him.
Thank you.
‒ Hello. ‒ What girlfriend are you?
You saw her.
Get out of there immediately.
Operator, if you don’t restore the connection now,
I’ll imprison you for complicity in ***!
‒ I’m going along the Old Ryazan Road. ‒ It’s at the 123rd km.
If Nina comes there first, she’ll get rid of Yelena and lay the blame on her.
She’ll need half an hour to get there.
It’s good that the roads are rotten there.
‒ How did you end up here? ‒ One local showed me the shortcut.
Where is Lena?
In the next room. She took all the sedatives
she could find in this house. I’ll now make a thing
unforgivable for an old lover — utter a long monologue.
I want to do it very much. Put your silly syringe away.
Sit down.
Kaber said that he wanted to try something extreme.
I said that I had an acquaintance who could surprise in bed.
He sent her to Slavka. And Slavka fell for her.
‒ How did you find out about it? ‒ He told me himself.
He told me and went to her place. I spent the night under her windows.
When he went out, I got into his car. First, he thought that it was a joke.
‒ But then he lost consciousness. ‒ What about Kabernyuk?
Kaber understood everything at once.
If you didn’t interfere, she would have been in prison by now!
‒ Evil would be punished! ‒ She is not evil.
What is she? An emotionless sex-machine!
She wasn’t emotionless! She used to save people.
She was like a machine there too. You know it yourself
that she couldn’t kill anybody. She just can’t get into a state
in which one may kill. And I’m normal and I got fed up.
So, I strangled both of them. I wouldn’t spare her either.
Do you know what I’ve been dreaming of since the moment we met?
– Of arresting me? – Yes.
Hands on the table!
Mrs.Grigoryeva, you’re detained on suspicions of murders
of Mr.Kabernyuk and Vyacheslav Antonov.
The time of arrest is 00:40.
– Stand up! Come on. – Did you like the jam?
– Yes, thank you. It’s very sweet. – Let’s go.
Have you finished?
You won’t believe it. I seem to have just mated myself.
Sex, enjoyment, money, maybe happiness…
What does she work for, then?
Profession of a doctor gives her self-respect.
Everybody wants to consider himself socially valuable. Even I do!
Self-respect for a man is his family.
Sometimes I want to salute after your words!
Nadya celebrates her birthday today. Anna will be there. Will you come?
Congratulate her from me! I’m come for sure… if I don’t perish.
If I perish — apologize from me before the girls.
You know, if a man has brains, he’ll realize sooner or later
that all the women, no matter how many he had, is one woman.
HIS woman who is worth changing.
I know that, I know! All fires are the fire.
‒ Do you have such a woman? ‒ I hope so.
‒ What’s wrong with you, then? ‒ I can’t do it.
I don’t have brains.
I see.