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And this was a 3-minute walk

from the Kremlin!

This isn't Moscow anymore.

It's Baku-shmaku, whatever...

And me, a native Muscovite,

I feel like an alien in my own city.

And the boy?

What about him?

You're trying to defend him, right?

Remember how they said...

...he argued with his father

the day before?

Imagine a Russian kid.

What would a Russian kid do?

He might get angry, curse him out...

...maybe run away.

But he wouldn't pick up a knife.

But that savage, your boy,

that animal...

...he'd hide his anger and then go back

to cut his throat and stab him!

I've heard enough.

Savage? We live in the 21st century,

you know?

And there's no need to exaggerate.

It's an enormous job we're doing.

We? Who's we? Who? Who's we?

- Democratic forces.

- What?

What kind of forces?

Oh, Lord.

I agree.

I'm not talking about that, I mean...

They're bastards. Bastards.

One on one they're OK,

but if there's more of them...

One time I was on a train, on vacation.

Four of those animals, one with a knife.

They robbed me.

Two were holding my arms,

and one went through my pockets.

I wasn't really scared,

I was just nervous.

One gassed me, right in the nose.

I came to in Simferopol.

Later, I saw 2 of them

in the market in Alushta...

They recognized me...

...and started to lick my sandals.

Our people surrounded them.

I was disgusted. I grabbed them

and carried them.

I kicked them in the ass.

I twisted my ankle and

barely made it home.

And now I have pain in my groin.

Are you a doctor?

- I'm a surgeon.

- Thank you.

I don't need a surgeon yet,

I use a salve.

They're bastards.

Bastards.

If he didn't kill him, what difference

does it make how he speaks Russian...

...esteemed gentlemen of the jury?

That's right.

Do you like it?

Yeah.

Look how pretty it is.

Thanks.

Umar!

Go home!

Go home and do your homework.

Volodya.

Sorry, my father's calling me.

Homework.

Don't worry. You'll get your chance

to fight the Russians.

Hey, friend,

school won't teach him to fight.

What'd you say, friend?

You mind your own business.

We'll deal with this at home

by ourselves.

Volodya, go home. Umar.

Come here, little wolf.

Let's go.

He who has hidden his head under his wife's

petticoat will never find his head again.

By the way, I asked them to bring

the knife from the murder.

Why?

In court they kept stressing that

it was an unusual knife, special.

And that...

Thank you.

And that only that kid had one.

You remember?

In court they kept saying that it was...

...a unique knife.

Special.

Here.

Let me see.

Yeah. This is a specialized knife.

Used by some units

of the special forces.

Similar to the American model

CQC-7 "hand to hand combat".

Made by Ernst Emerson.

It's monogrammed.

The kid could've brought this knife

from Chechnya.

They're black market there.

You can't buy a knife like this

in Moscow.

This knife has devastating

stabbing power.

Oh my!

PAPA:

MAMA:

It's that...

A major in the special forces.

His unit was fighting in the area

where the defendant lived.

Later he adopted him.

Did you lose something?

- Hey, what if...

- No.

Those soldiers were the ones

who killed the boy's parents?

That's motive. Motive for murder.

Oh God. Revenge.

Yes, but he had known the boy

since he was 5...

...and was a family friend.

What about the knife.

Do we know whose it is?

There are initials on it.

No, the initials don't match

anyone in the case.

It's a rare knife. It was kept at home.

The kid carried it with him all the time.

His friends saw him with it.

They said all this in court.

They kept saying it was

an exceptionally rare knife.

Special.

Just listen to what you're suggesting.

What is it?

- Can't find it.

- The kid's in the park.

Just walking, walking...

And suddenly some guy

comes up to him and says:

"Hey kid, do you happen to know

where they sell good knives?"

And he says:
"Why, yes! I have

a good knife right here. A very good one.

Rare. Unique. Yes".

And he sells it to him. Yes.

The boy sold him this knife. The man

bought it and went and killed his dad!

It's totally lun-icrous!

- What?

- "Lud-icrous".

Wait, wait!

What about the money?

They found 7 thousand in his pocket!

The same exact amount as...

...the pension the father received that day.

He didn't sell any knife!

He killed him and robbed him.

There's no sense in listening

to the defendant's lies...

- You can't get another knife like that, guys.

- I found it!

Thank God. The key is tiny,

I thought I lost it.

But it was hiding

in my pocket. There...

I also thought that the knife

was unique, special.

And that only he had one.

Look.

Here.

One and the same.

With a receipt.

They said it's unique, special

and that only he had one.

At the "Extreme" market

you can get one easily.

So what's that prove?

That the Chechen

didn't kill his father?

No, it proves nothing.

Can we smoke here?

Why not? We're locked in.

- Ashtray.

- May I?

- Thanks. I had a different goal.

- So you found the knife.

- Bought it.

- OK, bought. What's the difference?

These days you can even buy

a missile launcher.

But can you tell me how that proves...

...that the man who bought the knife

also killed the father?

May I? It doesn't prove that at all.

You interrupted me before.

Thank you.

I'm saying that the uniqueness

of the knife was...

...the prosecution's main argument.

But it turns out you can buy one easily.

So what? What does that mean?

It means the investigation wasn't very

thorough so other facts are possible.

The lawyer. The lawyer. He had nothing to say.

He was an empty man!

He couldn't defend him.

What...? What if...

...the one who bought it is the killer?

Oh, Jesus!

Buddy, why do you have

cottage cheese for brains?

Someone bought it and killed him.

Do you even understand

what you're saying?

Five minutes ago you drew us

a balance sheet.

"He killed and robbed him".

Who else had a reason...

...to kill a major for his pension?

If I were you I'd listen to the comrade

from the Transport Authority.

You know, your reasoning is somehow...

Jewish.

What, I should reason

like the late Yasser Arafat?

All right. No, well...

Wait a minute. Wait.

OK. So the working guy

said something stupid.

- Why are you supporting him?

- You know, what he said wasn't stupid.

See, that's a typical Jewish trick.

If a non-Jew says something stupid,

it's OK, but...

...if it's a Jew, it's not stupid.

All right.

The knife, a coincidence. It's the same,

I admit. But the man who bought the knife

used it to kill the father.

Is that also a coincidence?

That's impossible.

It never happens. Never.

You know, for some time now

I've believed that...

...anything is possible in life.

Absolutely anything. Even the impossible.

My dad...

...was in the ghetto during the War.

- A Holocaust story?

- No, it's about my dad.

The headquarters of the

Lithuanian SS was right nearby.

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