[speaking Russian] Artem, I talked to Kushner,
Golden Boy, with De La Hoya personally,
and they all want you to have a rematch with Palmer,
every one of them.
- What is it, beautiful? - I want some meat.
I'm willing to take the chance and run you through the warm-up fights.
If you win those, Palmer is yours.
Artem, if I were you, I would leap at this opportunity.
I'm not a businessman, Mike.
Really? Then explain it to me as an ordinary man. Why not?
All right, I'll explain it to you.
Because I'm responsible for my loved ones,
because I have enough money to live off of.
Yes, but you suffered such a dreadful defeat.
Don't you want to settle the score?
Mike, are you kidding? He almost lost his sight last time.
I know, I know. But he's okay now. Are you okay?
- That's not the point. - Then what is the point?
- I took an oath not to fight. - You swore it when?
Two years ago.
In jail?
Oaths made in prison are non-binding, Artem.
It may seem that way to you.
Tell me, do you really not understand
that this is your last chance to come back and become a champion?
There won't be another chance, Artem.
I've heard these words from you so many times, Mike...
and they still matter.
Do you have the contract with you?
- It's in the car. Should I get it? - Artem?
I don't need to check it.
Just make sure there are no mistakes.
But bear in mind, if I don't get my rematch,
if you cheat me...
- What are you talking about? - there will be trouble, Mike.
- You... - Remember my words.
Well, what could I do?
REVENGE
[rap music playing]
¶ Age zero in Alabama, on a wire road in a camper ¶
¶ Son of a sad mom, and a genius with bad grammar ¶
¶ Moved to Atlanta, drivin' down Buford in a Pontiac ¶
¶ Pops was all that, had me off in the back with Jim and Jack ¶
¶ Knew I'd grow up to be him, by the time l was 12 drinking vodka and gin ¶
¶ Throwin' rocks on the interstate, thinkin' it all was great ¶
¶ When I finally met that white girl, things started to break ¶
¶ Darkness, mayhem, I start to swayin' ¶
¶ Four days up and I start decayin' ¶
¶ Filthy, stinkin', drinkin', invading homes ¶
¶ Lookin' for what? I'm fadin' ¶
¶ High, poison arrow ¶
¶ With a backpack and an Eldorado ¶
¶ High, poison arrow ¶
¶ And you better look up 'cause you know that I'm coming down ¶
¶ Got out of rehab in the spring, started doing my thing ¶
¶ Had been to hell twice, and I was only 17 ¶
Time out.
[whistle blows]
Attention!
Kill that.
[music stops]
Please!
I want to introduce you guys to a new member of our team--
"Somebody nail the novice to the ring."
[laughter]
His name is Artem Kolchin...
and he's from Russia.
How you doing? Good to see you, man.
Buddy, why do you let a Russian inside my gym?
What kind of thing is this, dawg?
Hey, you, him-- ring.
What kind of thing is this? Man, you soft.
You ain't nothing. What kind of thing is this?
You soft, buttercup. Go home.
What you think?
He's the only one I've seen drop Larry Palmer.
Yeah? Then welcome to the circle, homey.
He's going to get knocked out, man.
He think we in Russia?
[speaks Russian] I didn't understand a thing he said.
¶...and called the dealer, 'cause there ain't nobody realer ¶
¶ When you need that sack, cracker ¶
¶ Give me four of the good stuff... ¶
- How are you doing? - Thank you. Fine.
I'm Marco.
Just make yourself at home.
We're all decent guys here. We're athletes.
¶ Back in the hospital, raining May ¶
¶ Don't worry about me, I'll be okay ¶
¶ Same ol' song, different day ¶
¶ Why do I even try? ¶
¶ Another 28 days, I'll be going away ¶
¶ Don't worry about me, I'll be okay ¶
Let your hands go. Let it-- Come.
Artem, back to the gym.
Back to the gym!
Turn that fucking Walkman off.
- You can't hear the coach. - Sorry.
Five miles at this pace is just too much.
It's just too much.
Excuse me, coach. I just begin.
You're going to kill yourself.
Is everybody in Russia as crazy as you?
You can send it to me via e-mail.
- Great? - Okay, fine.
[speaking Russian] Hey, this is Julia, a sports lawyer.
Don't worry, she's seen such things before.
I'm afraid I haven't.
Wipe your hands. You'll need to sign something.
- Julia. - You speak good Russian.
Sure! I work with our people.
She's a blue blood-- major league.
Not like us tramps.
- Take this. - What is it?
It's your contract for the first fight.
I told you before. Sign here.
Trust me.
Do you always do business like this?
Was it you who drew up the contract?
Yes.
Why worry then?
We're going to go for it...
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!
Today, introducing for the middleweight division world championship,
in the blue corner, Pan-American Games title holder Jack Quarry!
This is Artem Kolchin's first bout in five years.
Rumor has it that there is a connection
to criminal activity in his native Russia.
Across from him, his opponent,
making his return to professional boxing,
the former world championship contender,
Artem Kolchin!
You both know the rules. Listen to my voice.
No low blows. Careful with the heads.
Good luck.
- Everyone out. - Work the ring.
Get a feel for the fight. Take it easy.
Don't rush things. You haven't fought for five years.
[bell rings]
Box!
Out!
[speaking Russian] Yes! Yes!
- Yeah! - Wow! That's fantastic.
Quarry is destroyed in 7 seconds.
This is the most amazing boxing...
It's as if Quarry was shot down by a Kalashnikov.
Tickets are not refundable. The fight is over.
[speaks Russian] Who did you set me up with?
Artem Kolchin. Who would have thought it!
[crowd cheering]
Stop.
One, two, three, four,
five, six...
- What's your name? - Jerry.
Box.
Break.
Oh, my God!
Ladies and gentlemen, this is unbelievable.
Get a doctor.
Jerry King has landed right here in the press section.
Put the camera on me. Jerry King has torn the ropes!
One has to wonder if Larry Palmer is watching this.
Hey.
We kicked-- We kicked ass!
All right.
Damn.
Congratulations! That was a good fight.
You got to show me how you do that little jab and that hook, man.
Damn, everybody, he took him out
and now he's the center of attraction.
Jay, what did you think about that?
He's a man. He's a man. Come on, bow down.
Come on guys, let's go.
I'm unworthy. You're worthy.
You know what I'm saying? I don't got nothing else to say.
But you know what? You crossing that line.
Now you trying to shine in my gym, but I still love you.
But you know what? Get the fuck out of my gym!
[all shouting]
Fuck off! Fuck you! Get the fuck off!
Take him back, Buddy!
You!
You dead, bitch.
[speaks Russian] Charlie, hurry up!
[speaking Russian] Come in.
[dog barking]
Charlie, it's a friend.
Get acquainted.
This is Charlie. This is Vika.
Hi. I'm pleased to meet you.
Charlie, get to your place.
I'm thirsty.
Charlie.
Why Charlie?
In honor of Charlie Chaplin. Have you seen "City Lights"?
I have it on DVD. I'll show you.
How do you like the house?
It's beautiful. I like it.
It's like something out of a movie.
See? And you were against it.
I was not against the house.
[Russian pop music playing]
[dog whining]
It's not allowed before a fight.
Who told you that?
[music continues]
Statistically speaking...
[crowd cheering]
[camera shutter clicking]
Yes, I said no.
Oh. Yeah?
Well, then just don't listen.
Yeah, I'm good.
Good, good, good.
I need menace. Menace. Spite in your eyes.
[speaking Russian] Mike, I can't. Tell him I'm kind in real life.
Hold on. Actually, he's a very kind person.
Yeah, I saw his last fight.
...apologize. Hold on.
Thank you, Larry.
That's all right.
I have to beat up on you a few times before I retire.
[island music playing]
[speaking Russian] - Come on, come on! - No more drinking.
Artem, have we run out of wine?
I'll go fetch more. Here you are.
Are you all right?
I'm looking for a lemon.
You are a very beautiful couple.
Who wants lemons?
"The Great Ring". Three, please.
- There he is. - Who that?
Who is this?
- Hey. - Hi, guys.
- Looking good. - Thank you.
Artem!
[speaking Russian] Hey. Are you kidding me?
Would you sign these, please? Our guys are proud of you.
Soon it will only be just our guys here.
- Exactly. - Who do I make it out to?
Don't you recognize me? For Fyodor Valiyev.
- You've grown up. - Sure.
- How is your dad? - Oh, you know.
- Here you are. - Thanks.
Give me a call. I'll give you ringside tickets.
¶ Push me, and then just touch me ¶
¶ Till I can get my ¶
¶ Satisfaction ¶
[speaking Russian] Hey, men.
¶ And then just touch me ¶
¶ Till I can get my ¶
¶ Satisfaction ¶
Why not watch something more cultured?
¶ Till I can get my ¶
¶ Satisfaction ¶
Vagit, shall we watch boxing?
[Announcers speaking Russian]
Turn it up.
The brides of California. This is for you.
What little girl wouldn't dream of it since she was little?
Wouldn't look at her parent's wedding pictures?
- Imagine how it would happen for her? - [speaks Russian] Some meat?
Happy Bride will make your wedding unforgettable.
If you buy a bride's wedding gown...
a wedding reception with limo ride absolutely free.
[both groaning]
What are you doing?
You know he's got a fight coming up in one week.
Come on, buddy, that's just Palmer's manner.
Shut up! Are you okay?
I'm okay.
You guys don't play boxing,
you guys live it.
Take a three-minute break and we'll continue when I return.
Let's see who's the champ around here.
Down for a second round?
Come on, Russia. Come and talk. Let's go.
Marco...
You're about to get knocked the fuck out. Get the camera ready!
Don't do this, man. Don't do this.
Let's go, Russia.
Why don't you shut the fuck up?
Mind your business, huh?
Fuck up. You stupid, man. Let's go.
Come on, Russia. What you got?
I'll show you the motherfuck--
Guys, stop!
Get the fuck up! Shut up!
Come here. Come here.
Stop. Stop.
[speaks Russian] Just you wait and see!
Stop!
[Buddy shouting]
Enough of that stuff! Stop, stop, stop!
- Get him out of there. - Come on.
Call the fucking paramedics! Now!
Gurney.
- Caesar provoked him. - I know, you fuck.
You're going to be the one to tell the cops.
[sighs]
[speaking Russian] Why are you so late?
- I was training. - And I was waiting.
So, I'm here.
You're three hours late. You could have called.
Dinner is cold. Look, I almost cut off my finger.
I'm stuck here like some kitchen slave.
Like Cinderella...
Artem, what happened?
[telephone rings]
Yeah. What?
[speaks English] Yeah, I'm coming.
[shouting in Spanish]
- Is that him? - Yes. His name is Artem.
I don't care what his name is.
Artem, this is Felix. Caesar's father.
[speaks Russian] Mike, tell him that I have come to express my regret.
Felix, he's saying that he came over to express his...
How did it happen?
Sparring got out of control.
I am sorry. It's boxing.
I know about boxing.
Felix, we are both here to express our apologies.
What do I do with your apologies?
My son chose his way of life.
He was strong, healthy, and brave.
I believed he would be the best in the world one day.
But he is asleep in the dark in a coma.
What did he do to deserve this?
It's boxing. I could have been in his place.
But you aren't.
You are here, well awake and alive,
while my son fights for survival.
Why?
I can't answer.
Then tell me this. What should I do?
Felix, I can tell you--
Tell me, Russian, do you have any kids?
No.
Family?
Why?
You better pray that my son does not die.
That's why.
[men speaking Spanish]
[speaking Russian] - Where's Michael? - Upstairs.
Are you all right?
Fine. I've had harder times before.
- How long were you in for? - Three years.
I'm sorry.
- I swore off fighting. - Why?
I knew I could kill.
Don't blame yourself. It was an accident.
No way. It was fate.
Damn, a week before the fight.
Hi, Julia. So, things look bleak for us.
What do you mean?
You go home. Move it.
Julia, we'll have to talk to the Russian Boxing Federation.
Have you heard about Escobar?
Felix Mendes is the same thing
only on the sidelines.
[siren wailing]
[growling]
[dog growling]
[growling continues]
[speaking Russian] What's the matter with you?
[clatter]
[door unlocks]
[dog whimpers]
Get ready quickly!
[breathing heavily]
Pour it over your head. Pour!
Not over me! Over your head!
[panting]
Do like this...
- How? - Like this!
Do it!
What was that?
[cell phone ringing]
- You're flying through New York. - I won't go anywhere without you.
There's no point being heroic, being like a Decembrist's wife.
You fly through New York,
and when you land at Kennedy give me a call.
What about you?
I'll settle everything and then I'll come.
Take care of yourself.
[brakes screeching]
The house is under observation.
The police haven't been informed yet.
One of my guys is still unconscious.
Find him.
[cell phone ringing]
- Are you there, Russian? - Say it slowly.
You've been very lucky, haven't you?
But I swear to Jesús Malverde,
starting now, there won't be a place for you
or your kin on this earth.
At least while I'm on it.
Am I speaking slowly enough?
[brakes screeching]
What are you doing? What are you doing, man?
- Listen to me, I didn't-- - Get out of the way!
I didn't provoke your son. It's not my fault.
[speaks Russian] It wasn't me who made him despise people.
What happened was a tragedy.
I've come to you to apologize.
I'm feeling terrible. You sent people!
[speaks Russian] You're threatening my loved ones!
Fuck you!
[speaking Russian] You think you're the big shot, Chico?
You think you're my lord and master?
You are mistaken. You are grossly mistaken!
I'll prove it to you. I'll bury you myself!
[horn honks]
[speaking Russian] - So the police know nothing? - Not yet.
You look like you just came back from the jungle.
Look, those guys were professionals.
They entered the house and the dog didn't even yap!
A man who keeps such high-level hit men
is a police force, the state, and the law unto himself.
Don't tell me how to take care of my own!
Break, break, break.
[exhales sharply, grunts]
Well, I have to cancel the fight.
This is Mendes' file.
What? Quite a document. Where is it from?
A fellow student helped me get it. The top secret data is blacked out.
So, Felix Mendes...
shipbuilding, general aviation, dry cargo ships.
Sinaloa cartel, his own network, transcontinental interests.
Oh, connections in Russia. Connections in Russia.
From the Solntsevo criminal group, that's clear.
- Valiyev... - What?
Valiyev. Why? Is the name familiar to you?
There it is, the largest partner of Valiyev's syndicate in the 1990s.
Now Mendes has control over a bigger part of the syndicate's activities.
Chico has gobbled up your Valiyev.
[cell phone ringing ]
- Vika? - No, she has three more hours to fly.
Artem, maybe you shouldn't pick up the phone?
- Hello? - [speaking Russian] Remember me?
Well, then we can do without names.
I heard about your problems.
News travels fast.
- It looks like we have a common enemy. - So what?
They won't let you go.
Let's have a talk. Come see me.
I am in the city of Vladimir.
Unbelievable. It's a small world.
I need to go to the airport.
- Where? - To the airport!
[speaks Russian]
[speaking Russian] Sanitary-Epidemiological Service. This territory is infected with bird flu.
- Open the door. - We've all had our shots.
Are you going to joke around, you son of a bitch?
Stand by for a fax.
Stand up, hands behind your neck!
Down!
[men shouting]
[speaking Russian]
Mustafa, have you been to Istanbul lately?
What's it to you, boss?
If you have a charge against me, go ahead and bring it,
but don't waste time just babbling.
[groaning]
Don't yell. The bone is intact. Whose substances are these?
I don't know. I swear by my kids!
I'll put this in my report as an attempt to escape.
- 3...2... - Mendes!
How could you swear by your kids, Mustafa?
It's not good.
Get a dressing for the man.
The supplier is Tiara Overseas Limited.
Put me in touch with America.
Direct flights from Seattle and L.A.,
Delta, New York, and Atlanta.
When did we start observation at LAX?
The first pair arrived at 9:.45.
Purchased a direct flight to Moscow and two to New York.
- What's with New York? - The team is on the way.
Send those photos over right away.
Cap, I love this bitch.
Do I need to repeat myself?
Sorry, captain. I'm doing it.
[Woman speaking over PA]
[cell phone ringing]
[speaking Russian] Hello.
[speaking Russian] Artem is on a direct flight.
You'll meet in Moscow.
- How are you? - Fine. Waiting for check-in.
Artem asked me to tell you to be alert at all times.
Get up and look to see if anybody is following you.
There's nobody following me.
Okay. Everything will be all right. Take care.
Yeah, you take care, too.
What do you mean?
[gasps]
Officer, I need your help.
Okay, ma'am. Come with me.
Excuse me, where are we going?
To our office. Don't you worry, ma'am.
We'll just check up on your paperwork and you'll be on your way.
Why don't you use your walkie-talkie?
I'm afraid I might miss my flight.
I am sorry, ma'am, but your presence is required.
Sir, but I'm really close to missing my flight.
Ma'am, you have to follow me.
[radio chatter]
Check the tunnel!
[panting]
Help me.
[speaks Russian] Where's the exit?
Exit? Exit? Exit?
Come on back!
[yells]
[screaming]
It's all good.
[speaking Russian] That's it. Good luck. Help your mom.
- Hi, Kostya. Where is Vika? - She didn't arrive.
What?
She talked to Julia during her transfer.
Then her cell phone was cut off.
The flight from New York arrived an hour ago.
I asked around. She didn't even check in.
Konstantin, what are you talking about?
[touch tones beeping]
[signal]
...please try a little later.
[speaking Russian] Maybe she lost her phone. She's always losing them.
And all her numbers are in the phone.
That's not the issue.
The issue is, why didn't she board the plane?
Let's go.
Address?
The city of Vladimir. I'll give you directions.
I need to fill the tank. Do you have a friend there?
An enemy.
[speaking Russian] Valiyev, get out. The boss allowed you a visit.
[speaking Russian] We haven't seen each other for a long time.
I'd rather not to have seen you for another hundred years.
A hot temper, growing bigger over the years,
may verge on stupidity.
Let's talk about the future.
Your friend is now my friend, too.
We need to help our friend get rid of some problems.
[buzzes]
Business talk is prohibited.
What business? A friend has fallen ill.
It's necessary to help him.
- Is this for real? - I want to help him personally.
What medicine could help in this case?
It depends on the course of the disease.
Do you have a prescription?
There is a very good surgeon. His last name begins with N.
I got you. I'll find him.
Do find him. Tell him everything in detail.
Everything in every detail.
And tell him that I personally will be very thankful,
very much, for the rest of my life.
Surgeons trust nobody and nothing. It's their job.
There is a medicine...
Tiara Overseas.
It is manufactured by a Mexican company.
Why should I think that all of this will help?
Because there is nothing else left.
MAILBOX LOGIN
NEW INCOMING MESSAGE
[speaking Russian] What is it?
Captain, a kid is asking for you.
What kid?
I do not know, he has no documents, but he says it's urgent.
I'm coming down.
[speaking Russian] Hello.
- Take off your glasses. - What?
Hello, Kostya.
- I need to see Colonel Nechayev. - He is in front of you.
Can I see your documents please?
- What? Are you nuts? - Please!
MENDES--REPIN'S MONUMENT AT BOLOTNAYA SQUARE
- Who sent you? - I can't tell you.
Don't follow me, and come alone.
[buzzes]
What's happening?
[speaking Russian] Sir! Sir! Buy a bouquet?
A bouquet?
Look, they're beautiful.
I don't have a girlfriend. Even my wife left me.
You buy one and she'll come back.
No, thank you.
Good evening.
Greetings, champion. I heard you were in the U.S.
I have things to do here. Let's have a seat.
[radio stations changing]
...between CSK and Krylya Sovetov.
The essence of the deal is as follows:. you release him, he turns in Mendes.
In what way, well, it will depend on how things go.
Then he'll lay low, and you will not touch him.
What's this got to do with you?
I've already explained, I have a personal interest.
Mendes won't leave me alone, I know that.
And he wants me to trust him, does he?
He asked to tell you the name of a company-- Tiara Overseas.
Who else knows about this?
You, me, and him.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Colonel, what's your answer?
All in good time.
Cops.
Hello.
[speaks Russian] Hello, Russian.
Speak.
Do you know who is with me?
Felix, don't touch her.
[grunts]
Felix!
Please. Do you hear me?
Don't hurt her...
[speaks Russian] Don't touch her, I beg of you.
Felix, I beg of you...
Felix, please, I beg of you.
Felix.
Are you ready to hear some more?
Felix, she has nothing to do with anything.
[speaks Russian] She has nothing to do with this!
[speaks Russian] Do you hear me?
You can have me.
Do what you want with me.
Please. Felix, don't hurt her.
[speaks Russian] Do what you want with me.
Just kill me.
[speaks Russian] But don't touch her!
Felix!
I'm coming to you.
Just leave her alone.
Three days.
Buy a cell phone, place an ad in the reseller.
You're selling Indian masks.
We'll find you.
[gasps]
[speaking Russian] The subject is moving to the embankment-- condition one.
Hurry!
[horn honks]
[horns honking, brakes screeching]
Get out! Hands behind your head! Down!
TWO KNOCKS ON THE DOOR, YOU PUT A BAG ON YOUR HEAD.
THREE KNOCKS ON THE DOOR, TAKE OFF THE BAG.
IF YOU DON'T OBEY, YOU'LL DIE.
IF YOU GOT IT, GIVE ONE KNOCK ON THE DOOR.
[two knocks]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[sobs]
[speaking Russian] Open the door, you fuckers!
You bastards, open the door!
[grunts]
Bastards. I wish you were dead.
[soft rock music playing]
¶ Come hear the clear ¶
¶ Of nothing but silence ¶
¶ A cheer beneath an ocean of hunger ¶
¶ It runs so deep ¶
¶ And off in the dark, a constant craving ¶
¶ And I wish you were conscience lost forever in these walls ¶
¶ Wish you were my feeling that went out with the storm ¶
¶ Wish you were the air that feeds the fire ¶
[lighter clicking]
[speaking Russian] Good morning.
I haven't slept for three nights straight.
I've been putting criminals in jail for twenty years,
but they're getting more and more brazen, like rats.
Have you come to confession, Colonel?
No.
Why the hell did you tie me up?
Don't go on about your rights. Your information is worth billions.
I had to check it.
So did you?
I trust you, but I don't trust him.
Mendes is holding my wife hostage.
How much time did he give you?
Three days. Two and a half.
FBl?
You know very well who Mendes is.
I agree to the deal.
Did you beat up the kid?
Who would want to hurt him?
[speaking Russian] Valiyev, get your stuff and get out.
Vagit, say the word and the inmates riot.
Keep peace in your house.
Good luck to you, men, and precious freedom.
[speaking Russian] May you not fear the horrors of the night,
an arrow that flies in the daytime,
a plague that rambles in the dark,
a pest that devastates at midday.
Thousands and tens of thousands will fall before you,
but won't come near you.
You will only look with your eyes
and see the revenge of the evil one.
You said, "God is my shelter."
I've chosen the Almighty to be my shelter,
because You command Your angels to keep on all your ways.
They will take you in their arms and carry you,
and your feet will not stumble over a stone.
You will trample on the asp and the basilisk,
and you will stomp on the lion and the dragon.
Lord, help me. Lord, save and keep me.
Lord, forgive us sinners...
[speaking Russian] Get in the car.
Freedom is a true necessity, like air.
A brilliant idea. Yours?
No talking.
[speaking Russian] Exit one by one. Face the vehicle.
[engine turns over]
[zips jacket]
Are you still a colonel, or are you a general already?
Listen to me, you criminal.
And you, Artem, remember it well.
Your sidekick Vagit Valiyev has just been killed
during an attempted escape.
It's simple for me to doctor your files when needed, is that clear?
From this moment on, you both have one purpose in life,
to stop Felix Mendes' criminal activity.
I don't care how you do that.
After the operation is over, Vagit, you keep a low profile.
Nobody will touch you if you don't call attention to yourself.
Artem, you can go back to beating faces.
My men will provide communication and cover.
You'll be responsible for anything else.
Any questions?
Good hunting.
[engine turns over]
- So what's next? - The situation is not good.
[bird call]
Go back!
[bird-calling]
Move!
[man grunts]
[brakes screeching]
Did you freeze up?
Both of them are dead.
[speaking Russian] Vagit, sorry we kept you waiting so long.
We were following you from the jail, but we lost you.
It's okay.
Call in the people we need.
[two knocks]
- [gasping] - [door unlocking]
[crying]
[speaks Russian] Go away! Please, don't touch me.
[speaks Russian] Don't touch me...
Diego, you stupid fuck! Leave her alone.
[speaks Russian] Go away. Please, please...
[speaking Russian] What's next, Vagit? Are you going to kill me?
No. We made a deal.
How do you plan to get out of the country?
I have an idea.
Why did you kill those innocent people?
They weren't people, they were cops.
You killed them just because they were cops?
No.
They were going to kill me once the operation is over.
Are you sure?
Who are you to ask me questions?
Your accomplice.
- You're mistaken. - How so?
Sit down.
Someone might see you through the window.
You are no one and your name means nothing.
You're just canned goods.
Say thank you to uncle, because he is talking to you
and not eating you with a knife and fork.
So don't move around and do what you're told.
Maybe then you'll stay alive.
Back off!
- Drop the knife! - Stay back!
A rapid response unit is 100 meters away.
Vagit, a rapid response unit is 100 meters away.
Draw back.
[speaking Russian] Cowboy to Central.
I see the subject's yard-- third block, second line, distance 100 meters.
Central to all teams, the subject is in third block, second line,
third block, second line.
Cowboy to Triton, the subject is heading in your direction towards Central.
Why aren't you advancing towards him?
Fire!
Shekhovtsov!
Move to the fifth block. The subject is heading there.
Roger that.
First, third, and senior is fifth. The rest follow me.
Central to all groups, search block five, search block five.
The subject is on the move. Block five.
Looks like we got rid of them.
Cinderella, passed us by along the third line.
Panther, went along the third line towards the crossing.
We'll break through.
[brakes screech]
We're dead.
Box to Central, I see the subject. I'm ready to fire.
Monitor the subject. Report any changes.
Roger.
Vagit, what do we do?
He blacked out. I can pull him away if you cover me.
You know what they'll do to me?
Yesterday you were firing the rocket launcher,
today they are.
Tell him we're even.
When I have the chance.
Box to Central, the subject is on the move,
I'm waiting for instructions.
If they attack, open fire.
Roger that.
I used to command APCs.
Now I'll be killed by one.
[rapid gunfire continues]
[speaking Russian] What are you gonna do now, you bastard?
You beast! I'm not wearing your hood anymore!
I am not some Pavlovian dog!
[Russian music playing]
Any news?
First edition. Nada.
He'll come.
Let's just wait.
The girl's going nuts.
Leave her alone. It won't be long now.
- 36 hours. - 35.
[speaking Russian] We'll have to swim.
Otherwise we'll reach the equator before washing ashore.
Can you make it?
How? You cut my muscle!
Life is hard on everybody.
We need to get some antibiotics. The knife was rusty.
Why are you being so kind all of a sudden?
I'm not being kind. I'm practical.
I don't want you to kick the bucket.
Then what were you thinking when you stabbed me?
I wasn't the first one to swing a knife.
I wasn't the first to swing a table.
So, let's swim.
[yelling]
[speaking Russian] You do the talking.
- Are you out of your mind? - Get lost!
[indistinct conversation]
Don't call anybody.
How is it?
[speaking Russian] Vagit, wake up.
Hush! Hush! It's me, Artem. Get up.
You can't be serious.
Are you dressing me up like some mare?
Vagit, calm down, will you?
This will just take a moment, Vagit.
You know what to do.
I can't believe it. You have to really try to get so involved.
[woman speaks Russian] Take off your glasses.
What would you like to drink? Red wine?
Champagne? Whiskey?
[speaking Russian] - A very strong tea. Just kidding. - Excuse me?
- Bring him some tea please. - Okay, after the takeoff.
We look just great, like a couple of faggots.
I talked to his people in Moscow.
They confirmed he would be here today.
They confirmed? What else did they confirm?
Where the fuck is he, Buddy?
Michael, there are a lot of flights.
Maybe he just missed his connection.
The weigh-in is tomorrow,
and I have no idea where my boxer is.
What kind of shape is he in?
It's crazy to fight Palmer untrained.
[speaks Russian] You never know,
he might get killed on his way to the ring.
Michael, why the drama? You know Artem.
He promised you he would deliver.
[speaking Russian] You're talking crap, girl.
This fight is for the world championship title.
That means three federations, three belts.
This is pay-per-view.
And 20,000 tickets sold!
Do you understand, girl, what the hell I'm talking about?
I'll be kicked out of the business,
or I'll be crucified, castrated,
destroyed, damn it, for good!
[speaking Russian] First off, I'm no girl to you.
Second, listen to me.
If the day before the fight a brick falls on your boxer,
you tell everybody it's an act of God.
You'll have some problems, but everything will be fine.
Wait till tomorrow, and if Artem doesn't show up,
tell everybody, "It's an act of God. A brick fell on him."
Then we'll settle the matter with the insurance companies.
Wait till tomorrow. Give him a chance.
Listen, Michael. Sometimes it's better to go all the way.
[speaks English] Sorry, Buddy.
Fucking Dostoyevsky.
[clatter]
Want some?
[speaks Russian] You guys amaze me.
[speaking Russian] Vagit, we should discuss our goals.
So tell me yours.
To save Vika, and I don't want any more people to die.
Artem, these are some serious people we are dealing with.
Felix's right-hand man
is an ex-special forces squad commander from El Salvador.
These guys are crazy.
If there's going to be an exchange, they could cheat.
Even if they don't cheat, somebody has to die...
either you or Mendes.
Are you ready to die for her?
Yes.
If I can't get her back, I won't have any reason to live.
I hear you. We'll think about it.
There are no problems that can't be solved,
there are only unpleasant solutions.
[snickers]
My Lord, Vagit.
I'd lost every hope of seeing you free.
It's great that you're back, Vagit.
Chicanos have no fear anymore.
They're squeezing us out even in Chicago.
[speaks Russian] How can I let my Slavic brothers down?
Artem.
- Mareck. - Artem.
Let's be friends.
Do you have a computer?
[speaking Russian] Have you sent it?
Now we wait for the answer.
Mojito. Want some?
I don't drink.
- Too bad. - I know.
I'll go check up on the guns.
I was just imagining all this the day before yesterday,
lying on my prison bunk.
Four days ago, Caesar was alive and I was on my way to a rematch.
For all this...
I still love life.
You amaze me.
I guess you've lived as many as 20 lives compared to an ordinary man.
I'm an ordinary man and I live an ordinary life,
which Hobbes once said is a war of all against all.
Somebody accepts the rules, somebody doesn't,
and then he grovels on his belly all his life, suffers,
and looks for the truth when there is no truth.
When he dies, he wonders where is everything
he was told about in his childhood?
Goodness, love...
they do not exist!
There's nothing.
A desert.
Hello?
Wolves live fairer.
At least they don't pretend.
You really think that there's no one or nothing over you?
No one or nothing, absolutely.
The stars are indifferent to us.
There are no rules.
There's one little truth--
we're all going to die someday.
Artem, please don't hold a grudge.
It just turned out this way.
[speaks English] Hey, vato, what's up?
I'm okay right now...
[guns cock]
seeing him here.
Freeze! You move, I shoot.
I promised you.
[speaking Russian] You're a bastard. A lousy son of a bitch.
I know, I know. So I've been told.
[Russian music playing]
[Vika crying]
I never imagined pain could be this unbearable.
When Caesar...
When Caesar died, and then you called,
I thought my heart would explode.
I know. Believe me, I know.
We should talk business, but I can understand--
There's no more shit between us.
Glad to hear this.
But I can't talk about the future until I bury the past.
I promised that I would bring the man you wanted,
and I delivered.
In the name of our friendship, show mercy.
He killed my only son.
I mean the girl.
The girl.
I understand your wife was killed in a car accident.
I understand.
I'll let her go.
Hey, guys, tell Vagit to call his son.
[cell phone ringing]
[speaking Russian] Hello, is this Vagit?
Vagit speaking. Who are you?
Doesn't matter. You'll receive a photo in a minute.
Don't look for me. I'll get rid of the number.
Artem will tell you what to do.
[cell phone beeps]
[gunshot]
Solve your problem, Vagit.
Solve it wisely.
Then we will kill this motherfucker.
[speaking Russian] You can't even imagine what we'll do to her
if you don't tell us where Fyodor is.
If I don't show up at 12:00, he will be killed.
If you touch her, he will be killed.
If you release only me, he will be killed.
You're lying. You don't have the guts for that.
Try me.
[speaking Russian] Could you stop looking at me like that?
Do you think I like this?
If Artem didn't have you as his insurance,
my dear friend, he'd be dead already.
- You're lying. - This is blackmail.
But there's no other way to deal with your father,
because he's a murderer, a drug dealer, and a dishonest man.
He's my father. I don't give a damn about anything else.
Shut up.
Hands.
If you want to eat, tell me.
[coughs]
¶ I know people are right there behind you ¶
¶ But I can't be anymore ¶
¶ I'm not the one who started this game ¶
¶ I'm the one who settled the score ¶
Good morning, folks!
Y'all seen a white goat with a bell around her neck?
[snickering]
¶ Everything that has fallen down in the world ¶
¶ Just a few inches shy of what you deserve ¶
[rap music playing]
[no audible dialogue]
[speaks Russian] Sorry, kid. Nothing personal.
Fuck you.
Say hello to Dad.
Mike, where's your chicken?
I don't know!
Mike, where's your pal? Who am I going to fight?
Is this another case of shadowboxing?
Ladies and gentlemen...
As an official who has dedicated his entire life
to promoting professional boxing, I have to announce--
I have to announce...
fantastic news.
Here comes the next champion of--
[speaks Russian] Sorry I'm late.
Good day. Excuse me, I'm late.
Mr. Kolchin has had a minor traffic accident.
Fuck you.
And with no doubt will easily pass through a medical--
medical...
[speaking Russian] Son, how did they treat you?
Stop it, Dad.
I've got my own life. Don't get me involved in any of this.
Come on, what's gotten into you?
I'll get a job with the FBl or Interpol, and I will change my last name.
[speaks English] Mareck, don't let him leave the house.
What if he blacks out?
Technically, he can get in the ring,
but his doctor doesn't recommend it,
and I'm with him.
Nobody can fight in his condition.
[speaks Russian] Want to see it?
I'm fighting.
[speaking Russian] Artem, we can turn this situation in our favor.
Everybody saw what state you were in during weigh-in.
Mike, do you hear me? I will fight.
Artem, this is suicide.
Larry is going to destroy you.
[speaks Russian] I will fight. End of story.
He's losing it.
[Felix praying in Spanish]
He showed up at a weigh-in, then he disappeared.
Do what you have to do.
Our partners in Philly are getting nervous.
The deal is in danger.
This is not your problem, Manolo!
[siren wailing in distance]
Hey, champ, get up.
Come on, we have to eat.
The fight's tomorrow.
You're going to need your strength.
Thanks, bro.
- How was your trip? - Great.
I see. Lots of impressions to talk about, huh?
[speaking Russian] Julia, dim the light a bit.
Thank you.
I was going to say, "You're welcome," but I changed my mind.
Are you sure you can box?
I can stand for about five rounds. After that, we'll see.
You've made up your mind? People like him don't forgive.
One good man told me once,
you should claw and scratch before the gong has sounded.
It took me too much time to get to this.
What for?
Let's not talk about it. It was his choice.
Thank you for getting us out. That was brave of you.
Get him to bed early.
Look at him. He's falling asleep as it is.
[speaks English] I'm going to my parents.
[speaks Russian] This is how it goes, bro.
I see.
[crowd cheering]
[Announcer speaking Russian] He's very aggressive. I get the impression that...
Step back! Step back!
[Announcer speaking Russian] He is like a mad dog on the loose.
[speaks Russian] What the hell are you doing?
Slow down!
[speaks Russian] Artem, like this! Like this!
Hey! Hey!
What? Come on!
What are you doing? Look at me. Look at me.
This is Larry Palmer you're fighting.
- I know. - Artem, defend yourself.
Flank him!
[speaks Russian] Now you're the one being pecked apart.
[Announcer speaking Russian] ...Kolchin has to get up...
One, two, three...
[speaking Russian] - Did he stand up? - You had any doubt?
...six, seven, eight. Come here.
- What's your name? - Artem.
Box!
[speaking Russian] Why isn't he fighting?
One more round like that and I'm throwing this towel in the ring.
- Buddy, don't do that. - Then fight!
[speaks Russian] Some champion. What a sucker.
What can Buddy say right now?
[speaks Russian] Where's your will to win? Where's your will to win?
To your corner! 1, 2...
[speaks Russian] Get up, Artem! Get up! Get up!
[speaking Russian] May you not fear horrors of the night,
an arrow that flies in the daytime,
a plague that rambles in the dark,
a pest that devastates at midday.
Thousands and tens of thousands will fall before you,
but won't come near you.
You will only look with your eyes and see
the revenge of the evil one.
What's your name?
- Artem. - Box.
[cell phone ringing]
Buddy, stop the fight. Buddy, stop the fucking fight!
Time.
[ringing continues]
[speaking Russian] Artem?
Artem.
I know you're in pain, that it's hard for you.
You don't know what to do, but you--
you made your choice then, back in Moscow.
I didn't interfere because I know this is your life.
You can't live any other way.
Fight till the end, you hear me?
Don't think about what's going to happen afterwards.
Know that l...
I'm near, I am with you.
I'll always be with you.
Artem, I love you.
I love you.
[speaks Russian] You're all ringside shrinks.
Box.
[speaking Russian] They will take you in their arms and carry you,
and your feet will not stumble over a stone.
You will trample on the asp and the basilisk,
and you will stomp on the lion and the dragon.
O Lord, save-- save and keep.
Four, five, six...
...seven. Come here.
Box.
[all cheering]
- Yeah! - To your corner.
One, two, three...
[speaks Russian] Lie down! Lie down, man!
[speaks Russian] Now do you see who's the boss around here?
Stay!
...telling you. Come in!
Box.
[nu metal music playing]
[woman screams]
[speaks Russian] Vika, you should see this!
No!
To your corner. One...
Yeah!
...two...
...three, four...
Stay down. Stay down! One, two...
Don't get up. Don't get up!
...six, seven, eight.
Come here. What's your name?
Larry.
Box!
[speaks Russian] What's up with them?
[Announcer] What a fight. What a fight.
This moment in boxing is historical.
Ladies and gentlemen, honestly,
I don't know what to say.
This will go down in the history of this sport
as one of the greatest fights...
Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a split decision.
The winner is...
¶ An ocean of hunger ¶
the new middleweight boxing champion of the world,
[all cheering]
- Artem Kolchin! - Yes!
¶ Wish you were my feeling that went out with the storm ¶
Hell, yeah! You made it!
You did it! Yes!
[speaks Russian] I knew-- I felt-- Michael Lewinsky is a genius! A genius!
I don't agree with the decision. I know I won the fight.
Artem Kolchin is the new middleweight champion.
This was a great fight. What did you think about it?
[speaking Russian] I'd like to say hello to my first manager Vagit Valiyev.
He remembers me.
And tell him, "Fuck you!"
I'm not afraid of you and your friend with the sombrero.
Do whatever you want with me.
I'm not afraid of sons of bitches like you.
I don't give a shit about your rules.
I know that there is truth, and there is goodness,
and people are not wolves.
Good-bye.
Wow. It was very emotional,
but I need somebody to translate.
What did he say?
[speaking Russian] Dad, what was he talking about?
You'll understand when you're older.
- Bye. - Wait.
Thank you, bro.
- Hey, congratulations once again. - Thank you.
[speaking Russian] I didn't think for a second that you'd win.
Me neither.
I haven't seen anything like that in my whole life,
and I haven't met anybody like you.
Are you still-- Why don't you--
They'll find me.
We could leave, if you want to. I could leave everything.
I know places where they won't find us.
I have to meet my obligations under the agreement,
and then they will meet theirs.
Vika is going to be fine.
Thank you for everything.
You saved me once. Don't take any more chances.
You could at least sleep with me.
It's not polite to treat a lawyer in love like this.
There's too little time left for regrets.
Let's go.
I have come out to wish you good luck.
Our rage is losing its intensity with the years.
Maybe we should retire, Vagit?
[speaking Spanish]
Good work. You've got style.
Thank you. It's not very hard to kill.
You'll make a good boss. I've got a feeling about it.
And if I need a piece of advice? Someone to talk to?
You know where to find me.
Thanks.
Police? There's a dead man in my courtyard.
NEW MESSAGE
WE'RE EVEN. DON'T LOOK FOR ME.
[Russian pop music playing]
[instrumental music playing]
[soft rock music playing]
¶ Come hear the clear ¶
¶ Of nothing but silence ¶
¶ A cheer beneath an ocean of hunger ¶
¶ It runs so deep ¶
¶ And off in the dark ¶
¶ A constant craving ¶
¶ And I wish you were ¶
¶ Conscience lost forever in the walls ¶
¶ Wish you were my feeling that went out with the storm ¶
¶ Wish you were the air that feeds the fire ¶
¶ See through these eyes ¶
¶ That keep me weak ¶
¶ Just one perception ¶
¶ Screamed at the void ¶
¶ Secluded prison ¶
¶ And by the chains ¶
¶ A courageous coward ¶
¶ And I wish you were ¶
¶ Conscience lost forever in the walls ¶
¶ Wish you were my feeling that went out with the storm ¶
¶ And I wish you were the air that feeds ¶
¶ Wish you were... ¶