Leviathan Page #5

Not enough

of a historical perspective.

Let them ripen up on the wall a bit.

How do we stand them up?

Nail them to the log.

Do we have nails?

No.

I've got some screws in the car.

Let's go have a drink.

Let's.

I've got Yeltsin, too.

But he's more small-time.

The drunken conductor...

We forgot the nails...

Your fault.

Look at you, girls!

There's a sight for sore eyes!

Look at those honed,

precise movements!

Yeah.

We're quite the roadside attraction!

- Any bread?

- In the bag.

- What else is there?

- Pickles.

- Help me.

- I'm busy.

- I'm busy too.

- What are you busy with?

With stuff...

Kolya, come here! Let's drink.

That's enough.

My oh my, what a guy...

Where are you off to, Lilya?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Did we bring the charcoal?

- What for?

- We'll run out of wood.

Plenty of driftwood.

Go get some, but have a drink first.

Chase it down.

Where's my drink?

Here you are.

Thank you.

Oh, this is nice!

- Where is that wood, you say?

- Past the waterfall. You'll see it.

Got it.

Vitya, come down here.

I'm scared.

- Give me your hand.

- No, I'm scared.

Suit yourself.

Where's your kid?

And where's yours?

He'll break his neck.

He'll be fine.

Let him run around and enjoy nature.

There are no animals here.

Man is the most dangerous animal.

- None of those here either.

- Well, we're here.

- You calling yourself a man?

- Get a handle on your woman, Pasha.

Too late now.

Mummy!

What happened, Vitya?

That man is choking Lilya.

Roma saw it and started crying.

What are you talking about? What man?

The handsome one from Moscow.

You coppers

just gonna wait

for the mayhem to start?

Mum, what's "mayhem"?

- You'll know when you're older.

- I want to know now.

Let's put that gun away

from harm.

Mum, what's "harm"?

Stop annoying me.

Remember when you set the cat on fire?

- Yeah. Who did it this time?

- Nobody.

- Then where's the harm?

- Knock it off.

Oh, God...

You've got too anxious, Vadim.

Worrying yourself and others

over nothing.

As if you don't know

we're all in God's hands.

It's His will.

Of course I know, Father.

So what troubles you?

Is your faith wavering?

Do you take communion?

Go to confession?

Every Sunday, without fail.

I try to.

Of course I can't always make it.

I get so busy...

But I try.

Who's your confessor?

Our local priest,

the one you referred me to.

Father Alexei?

That's the one.

He's a good priest.

Seems OK.

Get a hold of yourself, Vadim.

And don't worry,

you are doing God's work.

It is said

that good deeds are done

happily and with ease,

but don't forget

the enemy is ever ready

and does not sleep.

That's the thing.

You know...

It's like everything is going wrong.

I'm uneasy.

I'm uneasy.

What's happened is...

Don't reveal anything to me.

You're not at confession.

You and I may be working

for the same cause.

But you've got your territory,

and I've got mine.

I understand that.

I just feel ill at ease...

I told you a couple of days ago,

and I'll tell you again:

all power is from God.

Where there's power, there's might.

If you hold power in your territory,

solve your issues yourself,

with your might.

Don't go looking for help,

or the enemy will think

you are weak.

Honestly, I have to lecture you

like a child.

Vadim...

I don't recognise you like this.

Everything OK with the wife?

I think so.

How are the kids?

They're fine.

You're not sick?

No.

That's a blessing.

God bless you.

It's all my fault.

No such thing.

Each of us is guilty

of our own faults.

Everything is everyone's fault.

Even if we confess,

the law doesn't hold it

to be a proof of guilt.

We're innocent until proven guilty.

But who's going to prove anything?

And to whom?

Do you believe in God?

Why do you all keep

asking me about God?

I believe in facts.

I'm a lawyer, Lilya.

Don't. Please.

No confessions.

Because there's no proof?

And there won't be any.

Will you come with me?

I don't understand you.

I don't understand myself.

I'd love to run away

with someone too.

Women are dumb.

Why?

Because you can't run away

from yourself.

Maybe not,

but I sure can run away from you.

Where to?

To whore around in Moscow?

- Why "whore around"?

- Because you're a whore.

See that?

Want me to smack you too?

What?

You guys can't take a joke?

I think I'd run

all the way to America.

Great. Why not the moon?

Are you asking for another slap?

Are the boys asleep?

Yeah.

Roma...

he's...

depressed.

That's understandable.

I'll talk to him tomorrow.

Kolya,

don't drink so much again.

Roma's traumatised enough as it is.

I won't.

Good.

She's back.

- Thank God.

- Maybe she's getting her things.

Shut up, Pasha. Go get Vitya.

Are you OK to drive?

I'm a traffic cop, aren't I?

Vitya...

Well, we'll be off.

So just, you know...

Kolya...

Do you want a child?

Hello? Yes, Vadim.

Yes, I recognised you.

Sure, let's meet.

I'm at the hotel.

Half an hour is good.

Can I see those?

These?

- Here you are.

- Thanks.

Well, get in.

I won't bite. Come on!

You're a tough guy.

If I'm not back here in two hours...

You will be, don't worry.

Rough night?

You're all puffy.

Where are we going?

You'll see.

You'll like it.

We'll sit and talk things over.

What things?

What do you mean?

You want money, right?

And I want guarantees.

Guarantees of what?

See, we're already talking.

Just a quick tete-a-tete, you know.

So,

how does it feel?

Why did you hit him in the face?

Although...

Ruslan!

Nothing to say?

No last words? No?

Not even a few

for your daughter maybe?

- What?

- That's enough.

Fine. We'll honour your last wish.

A public-private partnership.

A spot with great potential.

Close to the centre, by the sea.

I'm very happy,

because this is a brand of sorts.

I mean, your brand.

And people trust brands these days.

Officials hold high hopes for them.

The main thing now is

to keep the momentum.

The desire to make headway,

to work and move things forward.

I'll send my guy over today.

No, no, today.

It's a deal then.

What do you mean, "crystal"?

That's your problem.

I told you loud and clear:

you get going, whatever it takes.

If you can't get going,

we'll find someone who can.

All right, back to work.

So, hows Kolya?

He threatened to kill you both.

Then had a few drinks

and calmed down.

He loves you.

What about the other one?

Did he ask you to go to Moscow?

OK, fine.

Come pick it up.

But make it quick, OK?

He's taking the boat tomorrow.

I'm selling it all off for nothing.

If that bastard builds himself

a palace here, I'll burn it down.

Hey, wandering spirit!

Why did you leave your phone?

Roma!

Listen...

What do you want?

You ruined everything!

It's all because of you!

I hate you!

What is it, Roma?

I don't want to live with you

anymore! I'm sick of you!

Son, calm down.

- Stay away from me!

- Stop it...

What's with you?

Get her out of here, Dad!

Get out!

Dad...

It's going to be OK.

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