The Abandoned
about her parents.
such a pretty Russian name like Milla
between the ones
But she told me the past
best forgotten.
It was in her nature to grow away
from the motherland,
just as it was in my nature
to grow away from her.
Sometimes I wish
I could go back myself,
to warn her that it wouldn't
be so easy, so simple...
that just because you're through
with your past
doesn't always mean
your past is ever
really through with you.
Yeah, what time is it over there?
No.
That's fine.
No. No, not yet.
Yeah, is Emily there?
Put her on, please.
Hey, sweetheart.
Yeah, Russia's...
Russia's beautiful...
kind of.
I'm... Well, I don't now just yet.
A couple of days.
What do you mean?
What, with Alex?
I thought...
No, I thought you weren't
seeing him anymore.
No, I don't have an...
I don't have an issue with him.
It's just...
Can you let me finish? Okay?
I don't have an issue with him.
It's just that I don't
want him staying over.
No, I don't care
what you guys do
in your own time,
just not in my house.
Hey, mind your language!
Yeah, because he's five
Well, of course it's my business.
I'm your mother.
Yeah, l...
Can you just let me finish?
Emily?
Sh*t.
Mr. Misharin?
- I'm, uh, Marie...
It's nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, finally.
Make yourself at home.
Tea?
No, thanks.
- You produce movies, don't you?
- Yeah.
Big movies?
Well, probably big here.
You should see my daughter.
She's very pretty, you know?
Good for the movies.
I'm sure she's great.
You don't sound very American.
I was born in Russia,
raised in England,
and divorced in the States.
But your roots are here,
aren't they?
At least what's left of them.
Your mother's death certificate.
Can you read Russian?
No.
Her name was Olga.
Olga Kaidanovsky.
Apparently, she was murdered
just after you were born.
I tried to dig up everything I could,
as you requested.
No.
And my father?
Any brothers or sisters?
Sorry, no.
Just the property you mentioned
on the phone, right?
Yeah, the Kaidanovsky place.
Now it belongs to you.
Look, I appreciate your efforts
on my behalf,
but it's been 40 years.
Forty-two.
Forty-one, if you insist on accuracy.
till my birthday.
Yeah, so...
this is a present for you now.
Well...
Sign here, please.
Look, I didn't come
all the way out here
for the real estate, Mr. Misharin.
I've spent half my life
knee-deep in bureaucracy
trying to find my parents.
but no one ever told me
a damn thing.
It was like
they never existed.
Our country has been
through a lot, Ms. Jones.
Governments change.
Things gets lost.
Sometimes people get lost.
So how did you find me?
I got your phone
from the Moscow office.
Took me six months.
You know, adoption was
a tricky business in the '60s.
Please.
I'm sorry.
I just... I don't...
I don't understand you.
You'll find this town
is not much good for postcards.
I didn't hear you pull up.
You must be Anatoliy.
You said 8:
00 on the phone.Right.
I can pay you now if you want.
It's impossible to go at night.
They think we'll die out there.
But I'd rather be dead
than live like them.
Is everyone is this country so friendly?
What?
Do you know anything
about my mother's place?
Kaidanovsky Farm.
They call it "The Island".
The only way to get there
is by a bridge.
in a circle.
Great.
I can't even swim.
Hello? Anybody here?
We're almost there.
We already crossed the bridge.
I was dreaming.
No one has been here
for more than 40 years.
What do you expect
to find in those ruins?
I don't know.
Some clue perhaps,
something to make
sense of my life.
What are you doing?
You asked me to take you
to the Kaidanovsky Farm.
Well, here we are.
The house is just
behind those trees.
I'll go ahead
to make sure it's safe.
Hey, wait a minute.
The river is in flood.
You don't want to be
wandering around out there,
not if you can't swim.
Anatoliy?
Anatoliy?
Oh, no.
Sh*t.
Oh, no.
Jesus, not now.
Come on.
Sh*t!
Come on.
Sh*t!
No...
Anatoliy?
Oh, for God's sake.
Anatoliy?
Hey, where the hell are you?
Kaidanovsky.
Anyone here?
Hello?
Who's there?
Hey.
I'm not going to hurt you.
Oh, sh*t!
Oh, sh*t.
Anatoliy.
Wait! Come back!
Sh*t.
Hey. Please, calm down.
Just stay the f*** away.
Who the hell are you?
My name is Nicolai.
What are you doing?
I got you out of there.
You almost drowned.
Listen.
Who are you?
I think we are here
for the same reason.
So what else did you find
in my bag?
She's my mother.
You were adopted, weren't you?
I've been trying to find
but it was like my records
were erased or something.
Then a week ago,
I get a call from the notary Misharin.
He gave me that.
At first I thought
it was a joke.
But it wasn't, was it?
Look, if this is
about the property,
you can keep it;
I don't want it.
- I thought we've been through that.
- Right.
Do we look like brother
and sister to you?
Twins, actually.
We were born the same day
according to your driver's license.
Don't you want to know
what happened to her?
I've been here
for a couple of days now.
Another few minutes and that
would have been a different story.
I saw something here
when I first arrived.
What?
Hey.
Come on.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Look. Old blood.
Did Misharin tell you
anything else?
About what?
Our father, maybe.
Look, I know about
as much as you do, okay?
There's men's clothes
in the other closet.
See?
Our father's clothes.
- Let go. Jesus...
- Sorry.
He didn't say anything
about any father, okay?
In fact, he didn't mention anything
about any brothers either,
Have you seen the cribs?
No.
Look.
See the name?
It's the same as the one
on your medallion.
Mine is on the other one.
Milla.
What were you running from
when you fell in the river?
I saw my...
I don't know. No.
It's okay. I'm fine.
Maybe I really am
going crazy, you know?
I'm finally crazy
after all these years.
And twin brothers?
F***ing Russia.
Who's Emily?
You were calling her name
in your sleep.
What's it to you?
Where are you going?
There's a generator
in the basement.
We've still got
I want to get it running.
Hey...
We've got to get out of here.
We've got to find
that truck I came in.
There are no vehicles here.
This is an island.
So what about the bridge?
The bridge is down.
If I hadn't pulled you
out of the river,
we wouldn't be talking.
How long was I out for?
Long enough to change your clothes
and dry your hair.
Nice tattoo, by the way.
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