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One,

two,

three,

four, five.

Ready or not, here I come.

DETECTIVE ANNA

Yakov Platonovich, I have no clue how it could happen.

It's like he rose from the ground and hit you. I...

I can see that.

PERISHER EPISODE 6

I'm worried. What if he treated me to that perisher too?

So that's what you're on about.

You're afraid the figure with the scythe is coming.

I'm just curious about when it's going to take effect.

Oh, it will. It definitely will. In about 50 to 70 years.

Surround the block. He won't get far.

Already done, Your High Nobleness.

Uncle! You can't do it like that.

That's the only way you can, ma chere.

- What's the matter with you? - Those dreams again.

At your age, dreams are supposed to be romantic.

Sensuous, if you will.

Oh, uncle. You never change...

Right, you, get over to that side of the house. Now!

Look over there! Get away from them!

He's over there, under the roof. The street sweeper saw him.

Do we get him?

Just keep your eyes open. Don't let him get away.

- No one go in the house. - Yes.

Why did you run?

Because you're all the same. You'd kill me anyway.

For Ilya Sazhin.

- For the perisher? - You too?

I don't believe in any perisher.

So don't.

Yakov Platonovich...

- Something's wrong. We have to go in. - He said not to.

- What if... - Quiet.

Yakov Platonovich.

Follow me!

Oh you...

Run downstairs!

Yakov Platonovich! You alive?

Yakov Platonovich! You're alive!

No, dead already.

Oh, you're joking. And that one?

It's like he vanished into thin air.

Did we really let him go?

- Stop! I'll shoot! - Don't shoot!

- What do you mean, Yakov Platonovich? - Don't shoot. That's an order.

Yes, sir, Your High Nobleness.

Tonight we're going to the Pototski's. They've invited us.

There will be dancing. Their son came from St Petersburg.

- Remember Lyonya? Leonid. - Yes, I remember.

I met him in the city last night. So handsome.

And he has his own business. Real estate, I think.

So young and already wealthy. And not married.

Mother, please, I don't want a bride show.

Why do you think it's a bride show?

It's a guest night, a dinner, there will be many young people.

You don't go anywhere except your police precinct.

Mom.

Anna, Shtolman is a fine figure of a man, sure.

And he was a real hero in that business with your kidnapping.

Doubtless, it impressed you. But understand, he's not the man for you.

I'm not looking for a man for me.

My dear, that way you'll stay an old maid.

I want... I want to do something. To achieve something.

Running the streets with the police?

I want to learn. To find my place.

Any decent woman's place is next to her husband.

This is scandalous. A suspect ran away from the police.

But how? He laid down three policemen with his fists.

And one of them isn't just any policemen, he's a police officer.

Artyukhin?

No, Shtolman.

What happened?

A scandal! In a decent family.

I just got back from the police. A suspect ran away last night.

What happened to Yakov Platonovich?

Yakov Platonovich literally got knocked out by the fugitive.

It's all right, don't worry. Our hero just has a little goose-egg now.

What the hell? Not a day goes by without incident.

Excuse me, I forgot a...

Why? Why did you have to tell her?

- I was actually telling Pyotr. - Yes.

She's head over heels with that Shtolman as it is.

So what, we aren't allowed to say the word "police" here now?

Indeed.

Anna! Anna, where are you going? Anna!

There is no excuse for this, Yakov Platonovich.

I'm to blame.

You let a murder suspect get away.

He can't be the killer.

He came to see Anastasia Kalinkina at the time it happened.

Why would he show himself there if he meant to do that crime?

Maybe he's cunning. Maybe he thought of that red herring on purpose.

I don't think so.

You don't think so. Write your report.

It'll be on your desk in half an hour.

And I had a conversation with the mayor.

You shouldn't blow this case with the fighters out of proportion.

That fellow died from natural causes.

- And his fiancee? - I'm sure one doesn't exclude the other.

I'm not sure, though.

Yakov Platonovich, that Sazhin died from natural causes.

And enough about that.

- But where is the body? - All the more reason.

If there's no body, there's nothing to discuss.

Just one question.

Why don't the town authorities ban this dubious sport?

I'm waiting for a report from you. The report!

Aleksandr Frantzevich!

Do you remember me?

How can I forget, Anna Viktorovna? I'm listening.

- I need a consultation. - What happened?

It's that Mr Shtolman may be in danger.

Please. Let's sit down.

There are grounds to suspect that there has been an attempt on his life.

I'll be frank, I've heard about that story.

But Yakov Platonovich is feeling great.

That's the thing! That strike acts with a delay.

A person can feel all right all day, and then bam, they're dead in the evening!

To be honest, I'm very skeptical about this kind of mysterious strikes.

I think they all come from fantasy, inventions, legends.

But doctor, no one can know for sure.

Think about it, how can I treat a patient if I don't even know what's wrong?

Well, true... But...

Although, wait.

There's someone named Golovin, he's a practicing physician.

As far as I remember, he specializes in such traumas.

Yakov Platonovich, I think we should approach Fidar's lair from another side.

Which one is that?

The opposite one.

I'll pretend that I want to be his student,

find out all the secrets of fist fighting.

I'll ask to be Fidar's student.

- And what does that give us? - What if he gets carried away...

and tells me about the perisher.

Not a bad idea. Try it, but don't go too far, Anton Andreievich.

Don't challenge Fidar to a fight right away.

Oh, Anton Andreievich, give the captain my report, please.

Do not be worried, no one is going to find the body.

Are you sure?

They say the police have been here twice already.

And they've been to Krymov's office, too.

But you're a doctor.

You know perfectly well that if they don't find a body, they can't prove anything.

No matter how many times they come here.

Harder! Hit with your right!

That's why I want to know where the body is.

Why do you need that? It's not there, end of story. That's it.

And another thing, we're waiting for your foreign potion.

The guys are interested. So don't disappoint them, all right?

All right.

Keep your hands up...

Mr Fidar, can you spare a couple of minutes for me?

You again? Go train.

I've already told you everything.

I'm not here as a policeman. It's a personal thing.

I know that you only train your own fighters,

but if a man came to you, would you do him a favor?

What favor?

Would you teach me to punch, for example?

You?

You aren't cut out for this.

I'll... I'll try very hard.

Your bones are very thin, not suitable for what we do.

- But it's hard. - Your body is soft.

And you don't know how to fall.

But you can train, of course. Not for free, though.

Of course. Will you show me the perisher?

Oh, so that's what it's about? Are you sure I know it?

- That's what they say. - They say a lot of things.

Have you heard about this potion?

There's a potion, you drink it and you become a strongman. Right away.

You're making fun of me, right?

Making fun, why?

Talk to Dr Golovin, he works with our guys.

Really? What is that potion? Where is it from?

It's foreign. Patented.

All right. And then I'll train with you?

We'll see about that. First go see Dr Golovin. All right?

Certainly. Tell me, can I...?

Try it.

I thought everything was clear after the last conversation.

I don't remember such clarity being there.

- Didn't the police captain... - He did.

But what he tells me is none of your concern.

Where were you on the third day from 5 to 7 PM?

Are you out of your mind?

Answer the question, or we'll continue in my office.

Do you realize you're going to fly out of this town like a cork out of a bottle?

Maybe I will. But first, I'll convoy you in front of the entire city.

What do you want?

Where were you on the third day from 5 to 7 PM?

I was here, about two dozen employees saw me. What's the matter?

Nastia Kalinkina was murdered in that time, your employee.

How do you imagine that?