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Is there a way we can

take care of this problem?

- Your son is not a natural Other?

- Um, but, uh-

- No. He bit the kid himself.

- Because he had pneumonia, sir- in both lungs!

Guess Mom had pneumonia too.

[ Growls ]

You b*tch!

[ Grunts ]

- I'm sorry.

- It happens.

He needs to wait a bit.

You can do that.

Yeah? I'll do anything.

Anything you need.

Anything, hmm?

[ Rogova ]

That would be illegal.

You get that?

Get what? The Night Watch archive,

how am I getting the hat?

How? How?

Well, let's try asking the dad.

All right, food folks,

we need something for a growing boy.

All right! On the double!

On the double! Hustle it up now!

Here. Bottoms up.

- Drink it.

- [Cell Phone Ringing]

- Yeah?

- Mr. Gorodetsky, I'm Yegor's teacher, Galina Rogova.

- Your son lost his hat-

- Sorry. Wrong number.

You see hats like that

all over Moscow.

Well done.

You'll go far.

- Diving into the second-level Gloom.

- That's not much.

- I couldn't push in there. Barely got my hand in.

- [ Chuckles ]

Can we get a menu

so we can get some food?

You ordered already.

Hmm. Don't remember.

Good.

Why are you so... dirty?

You're worse than me.

It's Boris Ivanovich.

[Door Closes ]

Well, Boris Ivanovich.

[ Giggles ]

So, what are you doing?

Oh, we're just sitting here

waiting for our dumplings. [ Giggles ]

- Don't you have a lecture?

- Do I?

I forgot.

Uh, not tonight then.

- Tomorrow. 7:
00.

- Mm-hmm.

[Door Opens ]

Anton, you understand

that engaging in...

- informal relations with trainees is forbidden.

- [Door Closes ]

Well, it's a little late

for that. Isn't it?

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

As-salaam alaikum, Zoar.

Haven't seen you for a while.

Everything going well for you?

It all goes just as it should.

See you later, Zoar.

Anton, she'll soon be a Great One.

There is no room for two

Great Ones in this city.

You're talkin' about me.

No, Anton.

I mean your son.

If Yegor and Sveta cross paths...

the world will be lost to darkness.

[ Clicks Teeth ]

[ Sighs ]

Look at you.

You are a Light One...

drinking dark beer.

Real nice talk, you know?

[ Laughing ]

Go ahead.

Eat, Yegor. Eat.

Tomorrow's going to be a big day.

You're going to need your strength.

- What's going on tomorrow?

- Mmm.

We'll be seeing a lot of guests.

Granny Darya is being released...

so she'll be there with Mashenka.

There will be presents.

So, anything you might like?

- It's early for this.

- I won't go.

We won't force you.

Don't want that to happen.

[ Laughs ]

"On his deathbed,

Tamerlane told his servants...

"to bury him with his fist clenched.

His order was carried out. "

[ Grunts ]

I need these dumplings

to take away, Zoar.

I'm going home.

- These are manti.

- Yeah, whatever.

Ah, "The Lives

of Remarkable People. '"

Mm-hmm.

A remarkable life I've got, boy.

A son who is dark and unhappy...

and a girlfriend

with more talent than me.

Tamerlane had trouble with his son.

In those days, just how bad could

his problems have really been, huh?

He was killed.

[ Chuckles ]

You shouldn't

drink any more, Anton...

- or you'll really run into trouble.

- [ Chuckles ]

You have a heart of gold, Zoar.

- What do I owe you?

- A hundred.

- Here.

- [ Chuckling ]

You were warned.

[ Chuckling ]

[ Engine Starts ]

[ Reading ]

"The location of Tamerlane's burial site...

"long remained a mystery.

"In 1941,

under Professor Gerasimov...

"an expedition was organized

and went to Samarkand.

"But the war interfered, and all the records

of the expedition were scattered...

to various archives and research centers

dedicated to Central Asia. '"

"Your house is connected. "

What is this nonsense?

[Horn Honks ]

[Engine Idling]

Listen, Gorodetsky.

Seems your boy is in trouble.

They'll disintegrate him.

I told you, wrong number.

What a sad excuse for a father.

It's Yegor's birthday tomorrow.

Did you remember that?

Huh?

- Get a present.

- Oh, a present?

- A hat.

- A head warmer?

Like this one.

You know how many there are

in Moscow like this?

[ Sniffs ]

I absolutely can't help you.

- Can't or won't?

- Yeah.

- I'll write to the Inquisition.

- Oh, please. Write who you like.

Drop dead, will you?

[ Tires Squealing ]

[Announcer On TV]

Today we face an extremely strong rival.

The entire nation

is watching this match.

Dangerous.

There's the strike!

- Oh!

- And Ovchinnikov makes an amazing save!

Our team makes an immediate

counter-offense.

- Long pass.

- [ Static ]

Hey! Hey, come on!

Hey!

- [Announcer] The kick is good. Goal!

- [ Cheering ]

Oh, oh, oh, oh!

[People Cheering In Distance ]

[ Cheering Continues ]

Two time-outs.

That's 15 minutes.

"ARCHIVE"

And then they take the penalty kicks.

- [Announcer]So we've changed the score.

- Goal! Goal! Goal!

- The balance has shifted-

- On the attack.

and the difference

is a dramatic one.

[ Cheering Continues In Distance ]

- [Man ] Yes! Strike!

- Goal! Yeah!

[ Cheering Continues ]

[Announcer]

This is the turning point.

The main thing now is not

to go back to defense but attack!

And attack with great care.

Both these teams are strong.

Around back! There's the strike!

It's in! Goal!

[Anton Reading]

"Central Asia, Special Vault. '"

"CHALK OF FATE"

[ Reading ]

"Request permission for a Samarkand expedition...

"to open the tomb

in the Gur-Emir mausoleum...

"where, according to our research,

Tamerlane is buried...

"with the Chalk of Fate

in his right hand.

Gesser. June 19, 1941.

Denied. "

[ Announcer ]

Once again our team attacks. The strike!

- It's in! It's in!

- [ Cheering ]

[Announcer]A 4-2 victory!

But the price it cost was the nerves...

of not only the players

but you and me as well.

- [ Cheering Continues ]

- [Announcer] It's a great moment for us!

[ Grunts ]

[ Kisses ]

Oh, you're good.

[ Exhales ]

[ Rogova ] He gave me such a look, Alicia.

It scared the hell out of me.

- [Alicia On Phone ] You mean no one's covering you?

- I'm alone.

- Want me to come over?

- Thank you, but I'll be all right.

- You be careful, okay?

- [Rustling]

Hello? Galya?

What is it?

Oh, sorry.

I'm just so exhausted.

- Call me later?

- You call me.

Yeah.

I need to get home.

[Deep, Distorted Voice ]

Galina!

Who's there?

Enough with the jokes.

Who is this?

A judge.

Yes? And who would be on trial?

- You are.

- [ Gasps ]

[Deep Breathing]

[ Screams ]

[Body Thuds ]

This is 741.

Forensic team is on the scene.

Paramedics are gone.

They left a report.

[Woman ]

Galya! Galya! Galya!

- Let me through!

- Let's set up as close as we can.

- She's my daughter!

- [Man ] I'm sorry, but this area is closed.

- The team is working.

- [ Mosquitoes Buzzing ]

[ Woman Crying]

[ Snarls ]

There are no wounds in evidence.

Why would you think it's a homicide?

We know who killed the woman.

[ Engine Revving ]

Let me tell you where you're going to go!

Do you understand what I'm saying?

- Quit arguing! Go get me Zavulon!

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