Driven To Kill

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Metal spike roulette?

Honestly, baby, that was my favorite

part of your book.

Like, seriously.

You hide a metal spike under a cup...

and take turns betting until someone

hits the cup with the spike?

- How crazy were you guys?

- We were young and stupid.

It was a long time ago, so we don't

really talk about it much anymore.

Tell me the trick. Come on. How did you know

where to find the metal spike?

I want the whole thing.

Metal spike, the roulette...

Everything, baby. Please?

I know you won't get hurt.

If you do it for me,

I will do anything you want.

Baby, you've given me

anything I want for five years now.

Yes. But you know my girlfriend Selena?

- I do.

- She hasn't...

and I promise you, if you show me

this trick, that you'll have both of us.

Can you hurry up

and start doing this, please?

Okay.

- Close your eyes.

- Okay.

- Are you ready?

- I'm ready.

Oh, my God.

How did you know that?

I didn't. The trick was

just to not give a f***.

She's marrying Stephan Abramov?

He uses Arbarn now.

He's not like his father.

You'll see.

Yeah, I understand that, but why

am I always the last to know?

Lanie was afraid to call.

She knew how upset you'd be,

but, Ruslan, she wants you here.

I really think she needs you.

It's tomorrow afternoon.

I'm hoping you can catch a flight.

Oh, believe me, I'll be there.

That's wonderful.

Your daughter will be very happy, Ruslan.

- You have a pen?

- I know where you live, Katya.

We moved.

What happened?

It's a long story,

and it's not a very happy one.

We'll catch up when you get here.

I'll go get a pen.

- California?

- It's that obvious?

Hey, too much sun, not enough tenement

buildings,you know?

You don't get sandwiched

amongst enough people...

you wind up never knowing any.

Ruslan.

Ruslan.

I had a feeling that you'd come back.

Oh, my...

No friends, only enemies.

Loyalty cost us everything, Brot.

- Loyalty between you and me...

- Da.

cost us our freedom for five years.

- Mm-hmm.

- Five f***ing years in the Gulag.

There are not many of us left

who remember those days.

- Please tell everyone...

- Yeah?

- I'm back here only on personal business.

- Of course I will...

but I'm not sure they would believe it.

Well, I don't care.

It's personal business... family business.

Absolutely, absolutely.

I'll get the message to Mikhail.

The guy in California

is writing a book about your life.

I read it too, and I think

your enemies read it too...

and because of that,

I want you to have this.

Be careful, Ruslan.

Okay?

- Welcome back.

- Do svidaniya.

Brot, do svidaniya.

- He asked you a question.

- You know, I was just leaving.

Too late for that, huh?

You offended us.

You need to be punished.

It'd be really nice

if I could just leave, you know.

It's not gonna happen.

Oh, f***.!

Okay, now I guess it's you and me.

F***. I'm so sorry. I'm not like you.

I'm just a pretender.

Didn't you say,

"If someone does something bad...

- he just has to be punished"?

- No, no, it's a joke.

Joke?

Get down on your knees.

This will be the first time...

you ever are punished

for telling a bad joke.

I'll go to get my broom.

Do svidaniya.

Ruslan?

You forget who's paying

for this damn thing.

I should get a say in who goes.

He's her father.

She wants him there.

- Do you want him there?

- Leave me alone, Terry.

- I asked you a question.

- What is the question?

Do I want a real man

to give my daughter away on her wedding?

Fancy place. You say your wife lives here?

- Ex-wife.

- Looks like she's throwing one hell of a party.

Somebody getting married?

My daughter.

This one, and this one, please.

Yeah. We're gonna actually...

Come on in.

You must be Ruslan...

- the guy who writes the snuff books.

- Yeah.

Terry Goldstein.

I'm Catherine's husband.

I'm also a defense attorney, so I defend guys

like you. I mean, the guys in your books.

You have met Terry?

Yeah, we werejust talking about my books.

Seems like he's a fan.

- He should be.

- And you...

You've done a greatjob with my baby.

When was the last time I saw you?

Graduation?

No, law school.

She's a prosecutor now at D.A.'s office.

And where is she?

She's upstairs. The limo arrives in three hours

to take us to the church.

Try to convince her that if

she doesn't wear the veil...

she'll end up looking

like a Victoria's Secret model.

Okay.

Hey.

Dad?

I've missed you.

I've missed you too.

- So, what did she say?

- You're more beautiful than ever.

Which I knew.

And that I shouldn't be

late for the wedding.

Did she say anything else?

There was some arguing on the phone.

Yeah, the guy she married's

a bit of a prick.

I met him downstairs.

I want you to meet my fianc.

Ruslan, nice to meet you finally.

My name is Stephan Arbarn.

Nice to meet you.

You know, um...

maybe I can spend

a few moments with him...

and talk a little... you know.

I'd like that.

It's important to me.

The limo and the church...

It can wait.

Ah,just a few minutes.

Remember those stories Ruslan used to

send you when you were small?

Yeah, the dragon

and the little blind girl?

She used to think

that he was just a swan...

and he never wanted her

to figure out otherwise.

It's kind of sad.

Don't blame your father for that.

Stephan is my life now.

Do you need your father's approval

to keep feeling that way?

I learned a long time ago

he wants us to have what he cannot give.

I'm glad he came today.

Gangster?

Whoa. I think we're

getting off on the wrong foot.

My father is the gangster,

and he wants me to follow in his...

Footsteps.

Yeah, I know.

Then you met Lanie.

And she expects more from me.

Yeah.

Let me ask you...

Do you think Mikhail might

blame my daughter or me...

for taking you off the path?

Look, my father's old-school Russian.

He expects me to come crawling back someday...

maybe to turn into someone like you.

You don't know me.

And all the people I worked with...

None of them lived to tell the story.

Then we won't speak about it.

That would be best.

- When they leave, we go in.

- All right. We'll bring it around back.

Hey, Lanie.

I don't want to disturb you.

I, uh...

I know you already have a ring.

This... belonged to my mother.

She was from St. Petersburg,

and she was very beautiful,just like you.

I would love for you to have this.

Lanie, Terry's gonna

drop me off at the church.

We can drop Ruslan off

at his hotel on the way.

Whose ring?

Thank you, Daddy.

It's beautiful.

I know how valuable it is to you...

so I'll wear it and I'll treasure it.

Why don't I put this over here for later...

for the wedding ceremony.

I'll, uh, go to the hotel

and get changed and meet you at the church.

- I'll have Terry pick you up.

- Well... I mean, I can take a taxi.

Daddy, please. For me.

- You have to learn to get along.

- Okay.

And, Daddy...

don't judge Stephan too hard or too fast.

If you're happy, I'm happy.

And you're happy, so go on.

This is the last of the flowers.

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