The Execution (Казнь)

CHAPTER I CHIEF

- Issa, call for you. - Coming.

I'm listening.

Yes.

And?

Hey everyone!

I'm mo good at toasts,

so let's simply drink to a well-deserved promotion.

It's a rare thing, but it does happen.

A lieutenant colonel. Incredible!

But what does it mean?

OK, it's two stars on his shoulders, but what matters

is that ke's a deserving man.

Wouldn't you say? Let's drink to that!

There.

Here we go!

Where's Issa? I'm not drinking without him.

They were jailed. You got a promotion

What are we celebrating?

She's a survivor. A witness.

Till now we've only found bodies.

Guys, come on already. Your drinks are poured.

- We're coming. - Coming. One sec.

So you made a mistake?

Wasted 10 years?

Things are just returning to normal. Leave it.

Issa, we're waiting, come hear the toast!

- Coming. - Yes.

- Hurry up, then. - Just a sec.

Are you going to her?

There is no "her".

Give it a break. Believe me, for our sake.

I have no choice, I'm going.

Then I have no choice either. I'll file for divorce.

Quiet.

I have to sort it out.

I'll come back.

We'll go to the mountains

it's beautiful there. The air is clear.

You can see the sun

so close at sunrise.

There's a waterfall down below.

We'll all be together.

But now, let me go.

Let me go.

She decided to hitch a ride, a man in a white car stopped.

She can't remember the model.

The guy looked harmless. Spoke politely.

She fell asleep in the car.

Woke up at a "house in the forest, not a soul around".

That's when she suspected something.

Chief, does this mean we...

convicted the wrong man?

Worked the wrong case?

We don't convict.

The court does that.

We investigate.

We did everything right.

You've imprisoned the wrong man!

Silence!

He hit me...

and..

dragged me out of the car.

By the hair.

He got on top of me...

started shoving dirt in my mouth.

I...

tried to defend myself.

Got him in the face with the black of me head.

I tried to stand, he...

stabbed me in the leg.

I felt...

something cold.

A stone.

I hit him with that stone.

Did he follow you?

I don't know.

I didn't look back.

I wanted to live so badly.

Your face looks familiar.

You were at my sister's funeral.

Please describe him.

He's tall...

and...

thin.

His eyes...

are like glass...

- So, we enter from this side. - Right.

Surround it from the outside.

- Dogs on standby. - Yes.

Again, this is a very dangerous criminal.

There's no official record of firearms,

but he may have bladed weapons.

After arrest the area must be searched by forensics.

We haven't found a body in 3 years, we may find some here.

- That's it from me. - OK.

Well then.

- Everyone heard him? - Yes.

- Godspeed. - Let's go.

Ivan Savelyevich.

- All aboard? - Not yet.

Comrades,

new orders: leave all automatic weapons here.

Am I fucking talking him into coming?

Shut your traps!

Chief, may I have a word?

Look, I'll take that asshole on.

But we haven't got fangs.

Nice to have something persuasive at hand in case he stabs you.

Present your tool of persuasion, Captain.

More confident with your thingy?

My orders are final. I need him alive.

I don't want anyone's finger on the trigger.

On the ground, scum.

Take that, scum! Fucker!

Lay down, scum!

Name, surname.

Andrey Valita.

Read the order carefully.

I can't, can't see nothing.

Then wipe your fucking mug and read it!

Please don't.

Don't shit yourself, it won't bite unless we say.

Stop whimpering, you bitch.

Please, no!

Shut your mouth.

Well this is scandalous.

You get a new flat, a promotion, but we sentenced innocents to life?

You demanded suspects. I gave you them.

The court passed the sentence.

The public's pushing the prosecutors, baying for blood... yours and mine.

I'll interrogate here.

Away from unwanted ears.

They're readying the pitchforks as is.

We've gotta resolve it quietly, here.

At my own risk.

Of course it's yours.

I want every corpse accounted for.

So no one dare point the finger at us again.

What should I call you? "Boss"?

You're not a boss yet.

"Commander"? You won't be commanding me.

Let's be honest about this.

Call me "Investigator".

- So, he liked me. - Savelich, Mikhail wants to see you.

Yes, coming.

The pictures with mother are all ruined.

Thank you.

- Vitaliy, sir, hello. - Galina.

Our guest from the capital.

Sent to help move the case forward.

We would've managed ourselves, but the higher ups to rush.

But Mr. Davidov has great experience.

- Caught the "chess player". - Yes, I know.

And he has far-reaching powers. Carte blanche.

I did read the orders. Sall we get to it?

Indeed, let's.

The evidence is a mess.

Some important items have been pissed away.

Theories bordering on fiction:

impotent Satanists eating uteuses to heal themselves,

underground transplant surgeons.

Look at the bodies.

You think sane people could do this?

Percon. Singular.

Sane enough to not get caught.

My people worked on this case round the clock.

And we've laid some groundwork, not just fiction.

So, Chief, you can kindly fuck off.

That's what you can do.

You know why?

3 years of murders happening under your nose?

And you don't have the guts to unite the cases.

The worst part abount detective's job is the routine work.

Now it's your turn to dig, Chief.

Blackmail material?

No.

More like rare footage.

OK, chronicler.

Come on in.

So the film reels are yours?

- Undeveloped. - Why?

- From the crime scene, right? - No funds to develop them.

- They said we've got enough photos. - We'll get funds.

What's with the clean-up?

Clering space for the case.

We'll put the icons back once solved.

This'll take 3 days.

Have them by tomorrow.

Yes, sir.

From this moment on we attend every victim's funeral

to remind ourselves...

that this is a person, not a case file.

I've looked through the files, not much use.

Here's two of them. 1979 and 1980.

They're not in the series yet. Need re-evaluation

Shevchuk... She was suffocated, not stabbed.

But her mouth was stuffed with dirt, lower abdomen torn apart.

It's our murderer.

He just wasn't ready, acted spontaneously.