Despite the Falling Snow

- So nice to see you.

- Nice to see you.

Alexander, they're all downstairs by now.

Katya always does this.

Of course she does.

I need to use the bathroom.

I'll meet you downstairs.

Directive 12.

What?

No member of the Soviet delegation

may be left alone in American soil.

Well can I shut the door?

- Hopefully we see each other in two years in Moscow.

- Yup, alright.

There you are.

What a moment for us, Sasha.

I'm proud of you.

Oh you too, Oleg.

I'd like to extend our heartfelt welcome

to our Soviet guests.

What I see here tonight leads

me to feel great hope

for the future.

To peace and warmth between our great nations.

To peace!

To peace!

Alexander Ivanov.

Department of Foreign Affairs.

Jackie Haven.

State department.

I can make coffee too.

- Oh, I am so sorry.

- Go and change.

I cannot believe I did that.

I have instructions.

After the first course,

get to the kitchen, end of the main corridor.

Take a breath.

This is what you wanted.

There's no deal without my wife.

Just keep your head.

It's so lovely to meet you.

Oh she's not as pretty as Katya.

- Champagne?

- Nobody is.

Cheers!

Nostrovia!

I love you, Katyusha.

I love you, Sasha.

Always remember it.

Toilet, comrade?

On your left.

Thank you.

Sasha, wait for me.

- No!

- Get in the car.

Sasha!

It's over.

You're free.

What about Katya?

- Katya, my wife.

- We've lost contact with her.

No, I've to go back

- Stop the car! I have to go back.

- Alexander!

Stop the car!

You can never go back.

It's hard to imagine that the

Soviet Union no longer exists.

The Soviet Union that we all fear

throughout the cold war,

country where Soviets themselves

suffered under brutal communist regimes.

Now, in the wake of Glasnost,

there's a spirit of openness and

excitement on the streets of Moscow.

Travel to Russia has become easier for tour...

This our latest product launch.

- Approved.

- Good?

No, no, no.

It'd be good if you came into the

office once in a while.

I did build this company for you, you know that.

And your exhibition? You ready?

You look like you did when you're about 15 and

lying to me about a party you're going to.

Well I'm not 15 anymore.

Uncle Alex...

I've decided to go to Moscow.

I have worked my whole life for an

exhibition this big.

Russia is not safe.

Yeah, for you maybe

but communism is over.

- I won't allow it, Lauren.

- You won't allow it?

My whole family comes from there.

You come from there.

My father comes from there

my aunt Katya comes from there.

- I want to know what happened?

- What happened is that we all left.

Except Katya.

When your mother and father died

and you are very small,

I had to look forward.

Forward, Lauren, not back.

- The past is dead.

- Yes sure, but you kept on thinking about it.

You think about it all the time,

you pretend not to think about it.

Yeah, I think about my work and I

also think about you.

Everytime you look at me you see Katya,

what happened to her?

I don't know what happened to her.

Don't you understand, I don't know.

Now, can we have dinner?

I'm not hungry.

- Thank you.

- Good evening sir.

Sorry I'm late, Misha.

- You're busy running the country?

- I try my best.

Slam it harder.

There we go.

Everything in the Soviet Union responds better

to brute force.

Sasha, this isn't a Kremlin boardroom.

I'll get you a drink.

I think he's fine.

Can I get you a drink?

Yes.

Two glasses?

Don't you even think about it.

You like her?

She's not going to be the perfect

Kremlin wife for you, my friend.

Her parents were dissidents.

Times are changing, Misha.

What is it?

You have the most beautiful girl in

the room waiting for you.

Should we really be talking politics?

The music reminds you of your childhood?

My mother used to play this on the piano.

I'm Alexander Ivanov.

Katya Grinkova.

What do you do?

I'm a school administrator.

And you?

Senior assistant to the third deputy

minister of foreign affairs.

Do you like your work?

- Yes.

- Passionately?

- I want to make a difference.

- To whom?

To as many people as I can.

That's why I chose politics.

It was my father.

He started me on my career.

And how would you find your passion in life

if you're following your father's dream?

Here.

Would you care to dance?

I'm leaving.

Thank you.

Well, can I see you home?

I have my roommate here.

But thank you...

Alexander.

What did you eat?

Only what you bought me from the canteen.

Well it can't possibly be,

I had the same.

You look rough.

I can't believe women

actually find you charming.

I had too much

to drink last night.

Hmm. You were all over Alexander.

I haven't seen you like that before.

You still haven't.

You're imagining it.

Am I?

You know what to do.

Be careful.

Come on, hurry up.

Come on!

What happened?

They came back.

They forgot their cigarettes.

I'll organize

a new drop point soon.

In the meantime,

we can talk about Alexander.

He's in a useful position.

- Then why don't you...

- Mmm. Mmm-mmm.

He'd figure it out.

But with you...

With you, it would be different.

Katya, you're risking

your life as a courier.

It's time to do more.

If you really want

to help the Americans.

Good.

Start slow.

Get to know him first.

Let him trust you.

Do you think

it'll all be ready by tonight?

I hope so.

- Oh, someone wants to interview you.

- Really? Who?

Marina Rinskaya,

my best political journalist.

Anti-corruption.

Um, what does she want with me?

Oh, don't worry. I'm sure she'll be easier on

you than she is on the people she writes about.

Tell me why a political journalist

is interested in art.

Maybe for the same

reasons you are.

Why?

I think art describes something that

we can't always put into words.

Which is your work?

Hi.

It's breathtaking.

I thought for a moment...

- What?

- That it was you.

But this must be Katya.

How did you know that?

I know something

about your uncle's story.

He's not here with you?

I'm sorry, are you going to interview me

about my work or my family?

Why not both?

How about over dinner?

Unless you have

someone with you.

No, I'm alone.

I guess I haven't

met the right woman yet.

Good morning.

What's the matter, Svetlana?

I know we have orders, but getting rid of

all these perfectly good textbooks

just because they praise

comrade Stalin too much...

I know. It's unbelievable, isn't it?

- He cut his knee.

- Good morning, miss.

That'll teach him

to run when he should walk.

- Does it hurt?

- Yes, miss.

Now, this might sting a bit.

Sorry.

Are you sure you wouldn't rather teach?

Thank you, miss.

Blank young minds,

ready to be filled with duty.

I like the office work.

I'm glad you came.

How many people live here?

Just me.

I've been thinking a lot about what you

said the night we met

About dreams.

I couldn't imagine a world

with so many choices.

But then I thought, if I had to choose,

other than politics,

it would be cooking.

Inventing new tastes,

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