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Offices, telephones,

computers, Internet...

Production facilities

for television and radio.

Do you have all that

in Russia?

Well, if we don't have something,

we'll buy it for you, Mr. Dresner.

- Anything else?

- Yeah, our fee...

is a quarter of a million dollars

plus expenses...

and first class

airline tickets.

Done.

Our only request...

is that this arrangement

be top secret.

Congratulations, my friends.

You're hired.

I'll let the client know

we got the Americans.

- I can't believe how stupid we are.

- What are you talking about, George?

This could be the gig

of all gigs.

Yeah, come on, George!

This is the world stage.

We get Yeltsin re-elected, we're

gonna be hotter than wildfire.

We should have asked

for a million.

I think this was all

a Russian conspiracy...

to get me out of Bali.

I wanna go back and I'm not

giving them a damn refund.

Come on. Keep your pantyhose on.

So, they're a little late.

Russians aren't exactly known

for their punctuality.

Gentlemen,

I'm Felix Braynin.

Welcome to Moscow!

- Good to meet you.

- Nice to...

You look a little cold there.

Welcome, welcome.

Good to see you.

Mr. Braynin, are we or are we not

working for Boris Yeltsin?

Yes, of course we are.

But please...

no names.

Felix, you travel with a lot

of security, yeah?

Just part of doing business

in Russia, my friend.

The homicide rate here...

is twice as high

as in America.

And murders there

are mostly related...

to drugs or gangs.

Here, most of the victims

are businessmen and politicians.

You can take any empty box.

Yeah, any empty space is fine.

Please, do take off your clothes.

What for?

- For banya, of course.

- Who the hell's Banya?

So sorry. This is banya.

Bathhouse.

You want us to take a bath

with you?

Don't worry.

It's a Russian tradition.

Your host insists.

Yeah, but I thought

you were our host.

Me? Oh, no.

I just work for him.

Really? Can I ask you a little

question, Felix, about this bath?

Is it necessary?

We don't want to offend

our host or anything.

- And offended he will be.

- Really?

It's just that we do so much better

in meetings when we're clothed.

- Yeah.

- Correct.

Gentlemen...

you'll be just fine.

George Gorton, Dick Dresner,

Joe Shumate...

meet Andrei Lugov.

They are very nice, yes?

The girls.

They are friends of mine.

You can have them for the night...

or they can live with you.

I'll pay for either.

Thank you, thank you.

That's a very kind offer.

Unfortunately, I'm married,

practically a newlywed.

So, bad timing.

Yeah well, me too.

I'm married...

and my wife is very familiar

with sharp objects.

It's pity, pity!

But, George, you are

a free man.

Yeah, but I make a point

never to pay for it...

even with somebody else's money.

It's a matter of principle.

Principle?

Interesting!

Interesting that you have them.

Goodbye.

Gentlemen, you like

fish eggs?

There was a time when I sold

eggs on the street.

Chicken eggs.

And now...

I own one of the largest

businesses in Russia.

Thank God for democracy.

And for Yeltsin.

Without him I would have nothing.

Sometimes not even the eggs.

The president is behind

in the polls.

Yes, we're aware of that,

Mr. Lugov and we're ready...

to rise the challenge.

We have a system. It's called...

You don't understand.

Yeltsin is the only candidate...

who represents true democracy.

And our democracy is young

and fragile, like a baby.

It's a pant load of sh*t.

The country is in chaos,

you know?

It's suffering starvation, crime,

organized, not so much.

Look at me.

I have 200 bodyguards...

and do you think I can sleep

at night? Do you?

No. No, I can't.

I'm worrying about the future...

because imagine if

the communists win...

Then we're all screwed, and the

whole world is screwed with us.

It's a catastrophe

of cosmic proportions.

Excuse me, Mr. Lugov.

What line of business

are you in?

Mr. Shumate...

my business is my business.

Okay, gentlemen,

you're hired.

I'll let the president know

that we have Americans.

When can we see Mr. Yeltsin?

Tomorrow or some other day.

Who is to know?

"Who is to know"?

Gentlemen, it went very well...

Andrei is impressed,

I can tell.

What exactly is his role

in the campaign, Mr. Braynin?

Technically, he's not really

a part of the campaign.

He just handles certain monies.

Certain monies.

Is he mafia?

Mafia?

Oh God, no.

He'd have you killed if he

heard you say that.

Welcome to the President Hotel,

gentlemen.

Here in Moscow

it's like the Ritz.

Looks more like The Rock to me.

Where is everybody? Is there

something wrong with this place?

Oh, no. It's top shelf.

It was built

for the Soviet bigwigs.

Hi.

If only these walls could talk.

Friends, please turn in

your passports.

They'll hold them for now.

- I'm sorry?

- For the whole time?

- For while you're here.

- Is this customary?

It's safe. Go ahead.

George, hope you like.

Joe and Dick, your suites

are exactly like this one.

It's nice. This looks nice.

Thanks, Felix. What is this?

Look at this, Dick. Take a look

here isn't that the Kremlin? Is it?

Hey, how's the coffee?

I've had cold piss

that tastes better.

Slight exaggeration.

Dick's in a foul mood.

We've been looking

at the Yeltsin polls.

- So tell me.

- I wanna go back.

Come on, you know...

We knew Yeltsin was trailing...

that's why they brought us here.

He's not trailing. Trailing would

imply some kind of forward movement.

Only six percent

would vote for him.

The commie, Zyuganov,

gets thirty

That is terrible.

What about other candidates?

All ahead.

Reformists, nationalists...

There is even a so-called liberal

democrat called Zhirinovsky.

Apparently he walks around Moscow

in his underwear...

planning an invasion

of Alaska.

- What is that?

- I don't know. We ordered eggs.

Try the sausage.

The eggs are horrible!

Day two...

Yeltsin at six percent,

eggs inedible...

which maybe explains

why he's at six percent

What?

It's notes for a book.

American political consultants

behind the scenes...

in Russia struggling

young democracy.

You don't think

there's a book in this?

A very short one, maybe.

You haven't heard the best part.

If the election were held today...

- apparently Stalin would get 8%

- That's more than Boris.

Joe, Stalin is dead.

Not as dead as Yeltsin.

Good morning, gentlemen.

- Hello.

- Very good news.

I got you a meeting with

Oleg Soskovets right away.

Soskovets?

That is good news!

You wait here a minute.

Okay. Thank you.

Andrei Lugov.

All right, very quickly.

Who in the hell is Soskovets?

I think he's the First

Deputy Prime Minister.

The Russian press have so far ID'd

seven different people...

as Yeltsin's campaign managers.

Soskovets is one of them.

What the heck are they doing

in there? We've been here for 1 hour.

Killing themselves because

they just saw the numbers.

Obviously they're gonna be

concerned about the numbers.

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