Our Kind of Traitor

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It's just not...

I'm sorry.

Well, there's a Chilean Cabernet

or an Aussie Shiraz.

Everything else

costs an arm and a leg.

I want whatever they're having.

Stop staring.

He's the one

who's staring. Look.

Hello?

No, that's fine.

I might be a couple

of minutes late, though.

Or there's

a Chteau Ptrus

for 16,000 euro we might try.

Great, thank you. Bye.

They moved my call forward.

All right. See you later.

I did tell you that

I'd have to do some work.

Come have a drink with us.

- I'm okay, thanks.

- It's not okay.

Your woman just left you.

Come on. Don't be a sourpussy.

Sourpuss, actually.

Sourpuss. Okay,

don't be a sourpuss.

Come on, have a drink with us.

What the f***? Come on.

That is Niki, Andrei.

You don't need

to know those people.

- I'm Dima.

- Perry.

Sit down, Perry.

Do you want some wine?

- Sure.

- Chteau Ptrus.

There you go.

Why did your woman

leave you, Perry?

- She had to make a call.

- Call the kids?

No, we don't have any kids.

You don't have time for kids?

You a banker?

No, I teach at a university.

A teacher. Then how the f*** can

you afford this restaurant?

My wife is a successful lawyer.

How long are you in Morocco for?

We leave in a couple of days.

Why don't you come to

a party with us tonight?

It's a Russian party.

Maybe another time.

What other time? I'll never

f***ing see you again.

- I can't tonight.

- What?

Your lawyer wife

p*ssy-whip you?

You have to ask her permission?

Let's play a game.

Show me your credit card.

Show me your credit card.

Hold it up to me.

It's a game.

Now put it away.

If I remember the number on that

card, you come with me to the party,

and if I f*** up,

I'll give you $5,000, okay?

All right.

Call your wife, Professor.

Hey, it's me again.

Look, you must

still be on your call.

I popped out for a drink with

those guys from the restaurant

and I just

didn't want you to worry.

So I'll see you later, okay?

Bye.

No, no.

- Dima.

- Maria.

Meet my friend, Perry.

This is Maria.

Nice to meet...

- Nice to meet you.

- Hi. Nice to meet you.

You will look after him tonight?

Of course. No problem.

- Perry, come with me.

- Okay, yeah, yeah.

You want some?

So, what do you teach?

It's so boring.

Tell me.

Poetics.

Poetry isn't boring.

It is when you study it

under a microscope.

Then why do you do it?

I don't know.

Lack of imagination.

I don't believe you.

You're very pretty.

So are you.

Let me get you another drink.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Thanks.

My God.

Sh*t.

Professor!

What am I doing here?

Watch Movies and Series!

Help! Stop!

- No!

- Hey, hey! Get off her!

F***ing prick. Come on, then!

Hey, he's my guest.

50, go, go. Go, go.

Okay, Professor?

What the f*** is going on?

You're a crazy motherf***er,

Professor.

Did you see that guy's tattoos?

The knife on the neck

means he kills people.

The stars on the shoulders

means he's a big mafia guy.

I wish I'd known that

at the time.

It wouldn't have made

any difference.

You're a gentleman.

Man of honour.

You know what this is?

Um...

Virgin Mary?

It's my mother.

When I was a kid in Russia,

we had no money,

so my mother f***ed this

Kagbeshnik, KGB guy,

so we could eat, you know.

He was like that guy.

He liked to hurt women.

One day, I come home

and he's there

and he's f***ing her

like an animal

and slapping her.

I'm just standing there.

And my mother looks at me.

She doesn't say anything.

So I take his gun

and I kill him.

What the f***?

It was my mother.

You get sentimental.

You play tennis, Professor?

Yes, a little.

We'll play today.

I have to spend the day

with my wife.

We'll play early.

Good return, Viktor.

it's yours, Viktor.

Take it, take it!

Game Russia.

It's okay.

Just hit it to my dad.

What the f***?

We'll get them

next time. Come on.

Okay, we've got this.

Come on.

Here we go.

Morning.

You got my note, then?

Yeah, I did.

- Out!

- Fault. Second service.

Hello. I'm Gail.

What are your names?

I'm Irina and this is Katya.

That's very pretty-

Are those Russian bears?

No, they are Swiss bears.

Our mummy and daddy bought them

at the bear garden in Bern.

Is that your mummy over there?

Our mummy and daddy are dead.

I'm sorry.

- F***!

- Yes!

Watch your language.

Game, set and match

Great Britain.

Next time you get Dad.

You're a lousy tennis player,

Professor.

Yes, and so are you.

- Your wife.

- Hey.

What is a beautiful woman

like you

doing with a lousy

tennis player like this?

- I've no idea.

- I'm Dima.

I'm Gail.

Meet my beautiful wife Tamara.

It's lovely to meet you.

Perry says that

you are a famous lawyer.

I'm definitely not famous.

- What kind of law?

- I'm a barrister.

Barrister?

Yeah.

Looks like you had

quite a bash last night.

Yes.

Yeah, I walked into a door.

Stupid.

You should have

seen the door.

It's my daughter Natasha's

birthday today.

Why don't you come to the villa

for a small party tonight?

Well, that's very sweet,

but it's our last night.

So we're gonna do something...

Just a drink. Just a drink.

I'll have a car pick you up

and take you back.

It would make us very happy.

This is a small party?

We'll just stay

half an hour and leave, okay?

Natasha, look.

- My God.

- Happy birthday.

Isn't he beautiful?

He's bought her a camel. Look.

Look at the harness.

What's she gonna do

with a camel?

It was made in New York.

Tanya! When did you come in?

- Happy birthday.

- Thank you.

You can meet Andrei.

- Happy birthday.

- Thank you.

So how old are you today?

Eighteen,

but my father still thinks

I'm a little girl.

- Girls.

- Hey, hello.

You look amazing.

I'll get a drink.

Do you want one?

Yeah.

I'll have a glass of champagne.

Right.

It's a great party.

No, no, no, it's fine.

Okay. One...

Two, three...

- Four...

- Do we just help ourselves?

Five, six, seven...

- Eight, nine...

- Hi, Perry. How are you?

Hello. I'm good.

Nice to see you.

Ten!

it's a lovely party.

- Let me press it.

- No, no, no.

Fire!

{fireworks exploding)

Dima.

You know what the Vory is,

Professor?

No.

It's like mafia but with honour.

I control accounts for the Vory

because I'm good with money,

I'm very good.

I had a friend, Misha,

who worked for me.

When the Vory

became international,

they sent us to Europe.

We washed money,

make everyone rich.

But that was

under the old prince.

He was a man of honour.

He was like Misha, like me.

But now his son, the new prince,

he's a traitor of traitors.

He sold out the Vory

to the state,

made a deal with the Kremlin.

When the mafia

cleans up its act,

it becomes legitimate

and everybody makes money

with each other.

I'm not sure why

you're telling me this, Dima.

Do you like

these two little girls,

Katya and Irina?

- The twins.

- Yeah, of course.

Do you want to know

how their parents died?

The new prince invited Misha,

his wife and their eldest daughter

to Moscow, made him sign over

the accounts that he controlled

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