Moscow Chill Page #3

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I hope you don't call that living.

So, how do you know

about this place?

Some friends share it.

Don't worry, I'm not

some kind of whore.

We're not going

to f*** anyway.

Do you want to go?

Not at all.

They are hurting,

right down to my "toys".

Did you come to Moscow

just for this, to rub?

Of course. And to tell you that

these aren't "toys"...

they're "toes".

My father made me study English.

I didn't always.

So your father was a teacher?

No, he was in computers.

For the government.

But he just quit. Working.

Washing himself.

He's a bum...

It 's enough of English.

Look...

I haven't done this for a while.

Not since...

It doesn't matter.

Not at all...

You know, your city's really

not that ugly.

When it sleeps,

it is beautiful...

but Moscow can be

very cruel sometimes.

For me, I can take it, but...

I worry how my little boy

will be treated.

You have a son?

Da, my Dimochka.

He is four and he's from...

my first man ever.

So, where's the father now?

Father? I don't think so.

He's a man, alright, but a father...

not for two seconds.

It 's okay, you know. He was

not alone in bed all those times.

But when he got what he needed

from me, then it was bye-bye.

He's never even seen my Dima.

He's got to help out

or something, right?

I told him to stay away from us.

And thanks God for this because

we don't need it in our life.

We're better of on our own...

just my son and me.

All alone.

I'm sorry to hear it.

Here we go.

So you're still alive?

All night with Maya, huh.

She's crazy I told you.

But she's a great f***, right?

You mean she didn't tell you

it was me who broke her in?

Oh yeah, day and night bro.

Until she got herself pregnant.

Dolphin, let 's leave it alone.

Alright?

Encryption codes.

Data streams and numbers.

They made sense.

They led to bank accounts.

And they were what I needed.

Not the people in this place.

Not some bald-headed"fish"

selling me grief...

and not some mood-swinging girl

with a soap opera past.

Why am I doing this?

You mean walking the streets, looking

for the girl you spent one night with...

...and has my kid?

- It 's irrational.

Yeah, man, you got a big problem.

You start to behave like a Russian.

- Who is this?

- This is Mitrokhina.

- What do you want?

- I'm Looking for Maya Morozova.

She is not here.

She packed her staff and for good.

- Where is she?

- Maybe her father knows.

She said she's gone,

took all her stuff...

...and we must ask her father.

- Where's her father?

Off the map. Like a homeless.

But I think I know how to find him.

She mentioned going to Australia.

Maybe she did.

Your future father-in-law.

What do you want?

Your daughter Maya,

she said you speak English.

- Do you know where she is?

- Did she leave Moscow?

Who knows? Does she need

your permission?

- Listen this is an American.

- Him?

Yes, a computer genius wants to see

your daughter, change her life.

What 's wrong with her life?

Do you know if she's left

the country?

If you are computer genius,

why you are asking me?

Check passport control.

- Passport control.

- Can we?

Let 's find out.

I'll get the stuff.

How many Morozov's

can there be?

What 's this?

So far they're all men.

- It means she's still here then.

- Yeah.

Is that your grandson?

He's my co-pilot.

C'mon, get into the cabin,

you know how.

- Satellite connection or what?

- Yeah, yeah. It 's Immersat.

In my day this link-up was that big.

Carefully, don't fall.

Carefully, Dimulya!

Why'd you give it up? I mean,

everything's so much better now.

Years ago I was.

You know what it means?

Uh, top secret specialists

for the government.

They were locked

inside of the country.

Yeah, they didn't let me out,

but I saw the world...

while everyone else was blind.

I was watching it all with

"God's Eyes".

You're not talking about

Com-sat, are you?

God's Access.

He's talking about a global satellite

system that runs through NASA.

I thought it was uncrackable.

Every hacker in America's tried

to break that code. That 's a no go.

America?

You must be kidding.

I'd like my grandson to see

what a Russian can do.

May I use you laptop?

Be my guest.

I never would have

guessed that.

Let 's see ourselves from space.

You know you could work anywhere

in the world with your ability.

- Anywhere.

- Work for who?

The whole world's one big junkyard.

At least, here I have

everything without moving.

Eat. Drink. And skip the bullshit

in between. Go.

Yes.

It looks like Moscow.

- Is that this place?

- That 's right.

Home, sweet home!

And here's our friend come to visit.

Who is this?

- Who?

- The bear!

That 's it!

Goddamnit!

Holy f***ing sh*t.

Take it easy. Don't worry,

he's a circus bear. Escaped.

He comes by now

and there to eat.

C'mon, c'mon, let 's get out

of this place, man.

The hell with finding this girl!

Coward! I couldn't even

talk to the boy!

C'mon, what were you supposed

to do, walk up and say...

"hi, I'm your dad"?

Come on.

I don't know.

I guess anything's

better than nothing.

Maybe you still love Maya.

F*** no.

I never did.

Dubinsky wasn't going to wait while I

searched this whole zoo for a woman.

He wanted me to find money.

I traced accounts of shadow

companies back to Moscow.

That were worth billions of dollars,

but bought and sold nothing...

I could make his idea happen.

It was criminal...

but since no one else considered

consequences here, why should I?

- So how is it?

- This is it?

Hey, I don't get it.

You don't like it or what?

No, it 's great, wonderful!

- Hey, Vasya?

- You like it?

It 's really something.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Twenty thousand it cost me.

My granny's village

doesn't have a church bell.

We'll go Sunday.

You'll love it.

Great. Can I speak to you

for a second?

Why not?

You can call Dubinsky.

- You've done it?

- Yeah.

F***.

I actually found three accounts

we can withdraw from.

Here, just pick the dirtiest one.

The one that won't set off any alarms.

- And then?

- Well, then it 's out of our hands.

We just got to wait on Dubinsky's guy

from the Cayman's to take the money.

And it 's a done deal.

- Really?

- Yup.

So, how long will it take?

Push that button.

Dubinsky's gonna give you

anything you want.

Even a new passport out of here.

Where we going?

Quick stop, ten minutes.

Then three hours to the village.

Put it on.

What 's cardio-infarction?

- It 's a heart attack.

- I hope he doesn't have another one.

Who? Who's sick?

The guy who's forty million

you just took.

What?

The guy whose

forty million you took.

Let 's be fair here, Ray.

The man who stole this money

is a thief, yeah?

- Completely.

- But he did a good job.

Excellent.

We have to show him

respect for that.

You're shitting me, right? Why

don't we just go to jail right now?

It 's not an issue.

He will understand how it works.

We let him keep some

of his retirement money.

Of course.

C'mon.

Room 243.

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