Nice music, isn't it?
Yeah.
It's much more rhythmically complicated...
Don't you miss all that?
Yeah, sometimes.
- But there's nothing there for me now. - Bullshit.
- I'd be arrested if I went back there. - It's a different era now.
Things have changed.
You don't know shit, man. You don't know.
My father won't even say my name anymore.
My brother's ashamed of me. My brother's ashamed of me.
My mother got sick.
I tried to call.
I wanted her to hear my voice...
...and try to explain to her why I did this.
Nobody would take the call.
They say I killed her.
I can't go back.
Mr. Greenwood, the KGB is giving us a feast.
Let's enjoy it. The chair of honor, right there.
- It's the best rubles can buy. - They're really trying to impress you.
Don't kid yourself. You know how elite live in this country?
Any pleasure, any perversion. Name it.
They're as decadent here as in New York, Tokyo or Rome.
They just keep it all hidden.
There's a lot you don't know.
But tonight, I want to try some of this decadence.
- Since you know so much about it. - Be my guest.
- Start with the caviar. - Caviar!
That's so good.
Now I need something else. You know?
Vodka.
- You want some? - Absolutely.
- Raymond, come on! - Thank you.
Come on, blood! Let's get down to the food.
- Blood? - You know what I'm trying to say?
- Yeah, yeah. - Okay, folks, welcome to my house.
It's good to see you smiling.
Get out!
You, go, pack quickly! One bag!
- She's going away. - No!
You let Rodchenko talk to a group of students.
Don't argue!
Now you'll see what happens when you lie to me.
What students? I don't know anything.
From the time you came here, I treated you as an intelligent man.
I show you respect, but now, no more.
What's happening here? What are you doing?
Wait a minute!
You helped him to betray us again!
Leave him alone! Don't argue with them.
Don't do this! He's just a goddamn dancer!
Yes, I agree. Not worth her life, is he?
Take her downstairs.
Lock them in the apartment.
- What's happening? - None of your business.
- What's the hell's he talking about? - The window in the shower.
I crawled out. I'm sorry.
You crawl... You son of a bitch! You're sorry?
That woman is the best thing that ever happened to me! And you're sorry?
You're sorry, Nik? You know what that was? That was half!
That was half! I promised I'd never use that against anybody.
But if something happens to my wife, I'm gonna kill you!
- Tonight, this is what her life is. - No.
- You did it to her. - No.
Don't blame it on me. Face it, you did it to her.
You can't deny it.
Stop it. It's okay. It's okay.
Sit down.
Now I'll talk to you. I've got no choice.
I've got to trust you.
I'm so glad you came.
- Nothing much has changed, huh? - No.
- Do you still listen to Vysotsky? - Yes, of course.
But he's an outlaw. He's unofficial.
Vysotsky's songs can't be sung in the theatre.
But we have made progress. Look, these are for an evening of Balanchine.
I very much hope that you'll dance at it.
We were talking about this evening 10 years ago.
Nothing ever comes of it.
It's a dream.
- The Ministry of Culture assures me... - They will consider the possibility?
I remember. I did it. I danced Balanchine.
You're still waiting.
Your position in this theatre will be as important as when you left.
You know what I've done since then.
Has any other theatre in the world been like this for you, Kolya?
Or any other audience?
- The Kirov. - It's beautiful.
Yes.
You were to be a legend here.
Now the young ones don't even know your name.
How does that feel?
How does it feel? I was born as a dancer in this theatre.
It will always be a part of me, like Russia.
But for eight years, I've been free.
Do you know what it means to be really free? Do you?
No, it's like Vysotsky. You whisper his songs.
I won't whisper what I feel.
I want to scream like he does!
I can't lie anymore! Look at me.
Look at me!
You are working for Chaiko, aren't you?
Yes.
I'm sorry.
- He made me. - "He made me."
Galina, you used to hate him as much as me.
You ran away, I had to face them.
Yes, I was selfish. I still am.
I'm not a hero, I'm just a dancer.
It's all I can do. It's what I live for.
But they will never let me dance for myself here.
No matter what they say.
I can't start all over again.
I can't risk everything that I've fought for.
I understand.
Oh, Kolya, I'm too frightened.
It's all right.
I won't let them destroy you.
How can I?
- Mr. Scott! - Hello, colonel. How are you?
I'm fine.
- Have you met Miss Ivanova? - No. No.
It really is a very great pleasure to meet you.
Wynn Scott, from the American Embassy.
- Watch out, Galina, he's a spy. - No, no.
Now you're exaggerating, colonel. I'm not a spy.
Today, the slang expression is "spook."
No. We don't like that word. We're real sensitive about it.
Mr. Scott worked in Iran before he came here. Before that, in Saigon.
- Oh, really? - He makes it sound worse than it is.
- Excuse me. Very nice to meet you. - Yeah.
Rodchenko is awake here in Leningrad.
I still have contacts with the Minneapolis Art Center.
There's so much interest in ballet back there.
- If they wanted to get in touch... - Ploschad Mira Bazaar, Friday at 11.
Well, I'll have them write you there. Thank you so very much.
My God, Minneapolis.
These Americans are really hopeless.
Fools.
- Who is this Galina Ivanova? - They were lovers before he left.
You call Washington, I'll call The New York Times.
Wait a minute, I talked to Washington. We can't move until we get proof.
- We've got proof! She saw him. - But she was with Chaiko!
It's a plan, I know it. He's trying to manipulate us.
Stop this cloak-and-dagger bullshit. He's there, I can feel it.
This guy, Chaiko, has put together something fantastic.
He's got witnesses to the fact that Rodchenko was injured, including you.
He supplied x-rays and they look alarming. What do we have?
The word of a ballerina, a jilted girlfriend. Forget it.
Who asked you? I can focus world opinion, and I will.
Let me play devil's advocate and tell you:
If you jeopardize their position, they might just try to protect themselves.
They could fly him to Siberia, give him an overdose of drugs...
...and say he died of his injuries.
Oh, my God.
Jerri.
I don't want you to kid yourself about the press conference.
That sort of thing just doesn't fly over here.
Anne, get yourself a cup of tea. It's gonna be a long day.
- Please, this man is very special. - I'll do all I can.
Believe me.
- I wanna get this rat-fucker Chaiko! - Got any ideas?
I'm going back to Leningrad. You may have to join me there in a few days.
We might even be able to use her, and her international press contacts.
Come on, get off your ass!
You're supposed to be my shadow, aren't you? Let's see you move.
I'm not your servant or your babysitter.
Brings up an interesting point. What exactly are you?
- Fuck you. - Let's go.
Where's that famous natural rhythm? Did you lose it in Siberia?
Here it is. You see this?
Good morning, young lady.
- Buy some flowers? - No, I'm waiting for someone.
Come on, darling, potatoes from Estonia.
- Not very fresh. - Look, you can eat it raw, first quality.
Not today.
Where are they hiding him? It's okay to talk.
I'm from the embassy. Scott sent me.
Just tell me quickly and quietly, where are they keeping him?
- Don't walk away from me. - You are boring me.
I'm not a fool. I could see how you looked at Darya. You better watch it.
You've done a great job taking care of your wife.
- Look, you asshole... - Raymond!
Why don't you go take a shower.
No problem.
- Better think about what I said. - I will.
God, he's an asshole.
Why did you want to talk to me?
Look, I can't take it anymore.
How do you expect me to feel, being locked up with that?
He's scum. Something out of the sewer.
- I found it repulsive. - What's that?
How she could have married him.
- Who? - The wife. Darya.
You know, some women. Shock value.
She was very young. And you know what they say about...
...black studs.
To see an extraordinary woman like her tied into this...
...I can't look at it. She could have any man she wanted.
You should have seen her when she was younger.
It's fine for one night, as a curiosity or cheap thrill.
But how could she have married that? I can't believe it.
I don't know. I find it myself completely unappetizing.
- You fancy her, don't you? - No, I'm simply amazed.
- If you're truly interested... - She regrets it. I can feel it.
She really does.
She's wasting herself on this...
Nigger?
Raymond.
- Dasha. - Chaiko let me go. He just let me go.
I'm so sorry.
I'm all right.
- Really, I'm all right. - You're all right?
- Don't worry. - Oh, baby.
Come on.
Living like this, we're like rats in a cage.
- When he took you away... - It doesn't matter.
It does matter. We can't live like this, Dasha.
- If it wasn't for me... - I was gonna be one of them.
Silent, numb. I couldn't have been any happier than I am with you.
I'm nothing. I failed at everything.
- I didn't get you back. Nik did. - Listen to me.
- Pretended he was into you. - None of this matters.
- I learned to ignore... - You can't ignore them all...
Raymond! I'm pregnant.
We're going to have a baby.
Yeah?
Oh, Dasha.
I don't care what happens. They can't imprison me anymore.
I feel so strong. I feel I could fly over the city.
I can't tell anymore whether it's morning or nighttime.
It's 4 in the morning.
You didn't sleep?
Thanks.
For what?
For getting her back.
He fell for the racist bit.
Yeah, you did it.
Now you have to make up your mind. I'm going.
Whether you help me or not.
I won't turn you in.
But are you sure you can trust Ivanova?
- Then we're going with you. - Don't be crazy.
I'm willing to risk my life. I won't take responsibility for both of you.
You need us to get out of this building. Either count us in, or forget it.
- But you told me... - She's pregnant.
First thing in a long time that's given me some hope.
Know what Chaiko will do if you're caught?
You're taking the risk, aren't you?
They almost destroyed me.
I'm not gonna give them a chance to do that to my kid.
- And Darya agreed? - No, she doesn't know yet.
She won't want to go.
Whether it's one or three, the odds are against making it. Think about it.
After midnight's the best time. These two get into a chess match.
- They play for hours every night. - I've watched them too.
I'm pretty sure they're the only ones watching the building.
Give me a break. We're not gonna try that again.
- You're never gonna learn this. - I need the exercise.
And besides, your primitive steps amuse me.
- Come on, teacher. - This is the last time I'm doing it.
Let's show him how effective you've been.
Tonight.
Remember when you said you wished we could just disappear? Fly away?
Yes.
Why don't we do it. Just go. Take control of our own lives.
- Be serious. - I'm very serious.
I feel this baby growing inside you. I feel very strong and clear.
- We gotta leave here, Dasha. - Be quiet! It's impossible.
Nik's going tonight, and we're going with him.
- Are you crazy? It will be suicide. - Listen.
- We belong here. - Listen to me.
It's a chance for the baby to have a real life, be free.
We can't ask a child to grow up here.
You always talk about freedom. You never ask me what I want.
- I'll choose what I will do. - The baby will make it worse for us.
- They'll never leave us alone. - This is my home! I'm Russian!
- Things will change. - Change? Our lives are worthless.
- How dare you insult our lives. - I'm no good to my kid in a labor camp.
Stop it!
If we can make it to the consulate, we'll be safe.
Kolya put pressure on the State Department to get us out.
Please. It's dangerous.
I'm gonna do something right this time.
Raymond, I love you.
Let's get this straight.
If I dance here again, I'll dance only what I choose.
How dare you come in here like this.
You certainly won't be choosing what I dance, and with whom.
Your ego is really incredible.
You're stuck here, face it. And you'll dance, like it or not.
If you're clever, you will not alienate me.
That's better.
Look. This is a tape of you when you first came to Leningrad.
- See how young you were? - It was 20 years ago.
Yes.
But now you're back here where you belong. Accept it.
If you can cross Griboyedov Canal by midnight...
...there will be an American diplomat waiting for you at the Lion Bridge.
His name is Scott.
- He will drive you to the consulate. - Thank you, my love.
Tell me, if I had asked you to come with me the first time...
...would you have come?
Probably not.
- I wish you could come with me now. - You know I can't.
- My place is here. - I'll never see you again.
Don't forget me.
- I'll always love you. - Go now, please. Go fast.
Go.
We're getting rid of your friends tomorrow.
- Well? - We're going.
Cut the shit! I know what you're up to.
I'm so tired of your vulgarity.
- Leave her alone. - She's my wife!
- Is that the law of the jungle? - You asshole.
- Will you please stop it! - Yeah, I'll stop it.
Listen.
I want you out of our lives, right now!
- You'll get your wish soon enough. - Stop. Calm down.
Calm down? You see what this little shit is trying to do?
All I have to do is tell Chaiko I want you out of here tonight...
...and you're gone.
You arrogant little punk!
You just did it for the money. That's why you defected. Admit it!
Turn around.
- What's the matter? - Just do as you're told.
You heard him.
If I were you, I wouldn't piss Chaiko off anymore.
Look who's buddy-buddy with Chaiko now.
Raymond, please, leave him alone.
He's scared. A little pressure and he loses his backbone.
No more Mr. Tough Guy talk, huh? Just begging to dance here now.
I've listened to enough of your insults. Either go in your room and shut up...
...or I'm calling Chaiko now!
- Go ahead and call him. - He's right. Let's go to our room.
- We're out of here tomorrow. - You're right about that one.
Raymond, come on! Let's go to the room.
I'll be there in a minute.
I'm sorry for losing my temper.
Yeah? It's a little late for apologies.
Don't make this any harder than it already is.
- Have you set your mind on staying? - Do I have a choice?
- So, what happens to me and Darya? - You've done your job. Stool pigeon.
I don't care about you, but I feel sorry for her.
You can't stand it, can you? That she loves me.
- It disturbs your racist consciousness. - Bullshit!
Good luck.
The proletariat has nothing to lose but its spare change.
Hurry up.
Come on.
Come on, little more.
Well, colonel, now what?
I want to go up to the monitoring room.
Come on. Let's move.
- The door's locked. - Get the landlady down, stupid!
Hey!
What are you doing? What are you doing?
No.
I love you.
- Where is he going? - I don't know. Let's go.
- Where is he going? - Let's go.
If it weren't for what they'd do to me and my wife, I'd break your neck.
- It took you long enough. - You should have come in the front.
- Is everything okay? - Of course.
All decent people are asleep.
I want to hear what's going on up there.
Damn it! They're blocking the side entrance.
- Through the lobby. - I won't go without Raymond!
- We've gone too far. - I don't care.
Raymond's only chance is for us to make it to the consulate.
- Get back! - Let me go.
Chaiko!
- What's happening up there? - I've got to talk to you now!
Let him come. Quickly, the transcripts.
- How recent? - Half-hour ago.
Keep inside.
I'm not gonna have my dick cut off for that little shit! I'll kill him!
Calm down or I'll have you subdued!
I'm sorry. I apologize.
- Come inside. I want to talk to you. - I'm sorry.
Sorry. I lost my head.
You want to talk? I'll tell you something too.
He's leaving in a couple of days anyway, right?
Come and have a drink.
Now, Raymond.
- What is it? - Get him out of our lives.
- Are you ordering me now? - She's my wife!
You gotta get him away from my wife! You're a man, you should understand!
- I'm sorry for losing my temper. - It's a little late for apologies.
Don't make this any harder than it already is.
Let me listen.
You can't stand it, can you? That she loves me.
- It disturbs your racist consciousness. - Bullshit!
- Is this a recording? - No. It's live.
Don't try to out-drink a Russian. It's in our blood.
What is it?
You should hear something.
- Later. - But, Colonel Chaiko...
Captain Kirigin, can't you see I'm busy?
As you wish.
Later.
Stop.
Be careful.
Come on.
- He should be on the other side. - Who?
I don't know. Somebody named Scott.
Wynn Scott. We should leave your friend here.
- She's going with us! - I'm going back.
You know what would happen to you and your baby?
This is meaningless unless we can get back to the consulate.
Let's go.
You know, Raymond, your wife is Russian.
She has a mind of her own.
You have to give her a chance to think.
Another.
It's finished.
Let's open up another bottle.
You've had enough.
You set this all up, didn't you?
Trying to get him to fall for my wife. Get him in my bed.
Now I can listen. Get up!
I won't listen to anything you put together.
Come on. Sit down, have another drink.
Get up!
Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I don't want to hear it!
Come on back inside.
You black bastard.
Son of a bitch! You're too late!
Too late, motherfucker!
Everybody downstairs. Now!
I tried to tell you.
Call out the militia.
Cover all western consulates!
- Can you drive faster? - We don't want to blow it by speeding.
- Take it easy. It's not far. - Just try to relax.
Are you hungry? There's a party at the consulate tonight.
A lot of Third World diplomats.
Every one of them a non-aligned, unbiased witness.
Chaiko can't call them American liars.
- Could you hurry? - Hang on, it's not far.
We're getting closer all the time.
- Straight or by the church? - Go right, it's faster.
- There it is. - Inside those gates, you're home free!
- Fantastic! - I told you we'd make it.
Look out!
Traffic boys, not KGB.
Get out of the car.
Try to be seen.
I'm from the American consulate, with diplomatic immunity.
These people are with me.
- That's only Scott's car! - No, it's him.
The car's too far away to tell.
You can't go outside those gates!
We've got to be sure it's him.
Ladies and gentlemen, come right ahead.
- Come on, everybody! - Come right ahead.
Damn it!
Block the entrance.
Get that one! Shoot that one!
Nice try, Mr. Scott.
We've got cameras, colonel.
- Too far. - Not with a telephoto.
A 200 mm will get a nice close-up from there.
Those are Third World diplomats. Explain Rodchenko to them.
A good night for a walk.
Peruvians, Africans, Asians...
Just keep walking.
Are these countries you want to impress with your Soviet idealism?
Get your hands off me, I'm an American diplomat!
Don't be a fool, Rodchenko, you're still a criminal.
Think about it, Chaiko. The world's gonna know Rodchenko was here.
- I'll have you shot if you resist. - Keep walking.
There are witnesses!
- Tell them to open the stupid gate. - I can't.
They're too far away. It's got to be a positive identification.
You'll be held responsible, Chaiko! Moscow will hold you responsible!
- You're playing with your friends' lives. - Don't stop.
She's a Soviet citizen. I'm warning you, Rodchenko.
Arrest her!
No! No!
Take your hands off me!
You record that! Look at that woman.
- Anne! It's me, Kolya! - There he is!
The last thing you need now is evidence of Soviet repression.
There's your proof.
Release her with me. I'll shut up about everything.
What are you doing? Release her!
Make sure the videotape is rolling.
- She's just a little overexcited. - Kolya!
That's right, here he is.
Don't forget I have her husband.
Rodchenko, how were you treated?
Very well.
Now, wait. Wait. We've got to record it. Don't do anything to spoil it.
All right, open the gate. Stay right here.
The superiority of Soviet medicine has saved a great artist's life.
Our generous return of this convicted criminal to his adopted country...
...is, we trust, the proof of our continuing struggle...
...towards world peace and brotherhood.
Nik! I never gave up on you.
Come in here, darling. Come in. I knew it!
Here he is, everybody! Rodchenko! I told you.
Back where you belong.
Secure these gates.
I'm always relieved when the white nights are over.
I'll be very relieved when the whole business is over.
Don't you feel well?
Prison made you a bit pale.
I want to get a message to my wife.
We'll send her your things.
They got out, didn't they?
Funny, the Americans didn't want you any more than we did.
Get out.
Tell me why...
Get out, black ass.
Get him out.
No!
So long, Greenwood. Rifles up!
Please...
Walk.
- Don't shoot me in the back. - Just walk.
Welcome, comrade.
Thank you, comrade.
Help our Latin comrade to the car.
Raymond!
Raymond. Raymond.
- You're across the border. Raymond. - Dasha.
You're free. You're free.
- I thought I'd never see you again. - Raymond.
How? I don't understand.
- How? - You were traded.
Yes. We exchanged a scum for a hero of the people.
What's the American expression? "Something for nothing."
You can pretend anything you want, Chaiko. But you lost...
...and you know it.
Don't expect any "welcome home" signs, Mr. Deserter.
- I'm going home. - Yes.
For better or for worse, I'm going home.
Yes.
Thanks, Nik. Thanks.