EPISODE SEVEN
[city rumble]
Are you OK, Miss? Do you need help?
No, thanks, I'm alright.
Don't be shy.
Zakhar and I know all about first aid.
Listen, boys, you're barking up the wrong tree. Got it?
Clear enough.
Mr. Toropov will not be happy that you violated the agreement.
He wants you to come and talk to him.
Honestly, Alla, I'm very disappointed in you and Georgy.
I realize your husband is the nervy, impulsive type.
But violating an agreement like this?
He didn't know.
I ran away.
You ran away?
Aren't you one big happy family?
We agreed you would stay together till the tender.
That was your condition.
I have a husband in Australia.
If Safronov hadn't stopped me, we wouldn't even be here now.
I see.
So, your Safronov...
is a manipulator.
What do you think, Gleb?
I think you were negotiating with the wrong family member.
I don't think we need this family member at all.
We don't need you, Alla.
You're a liability.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
[minimalist piano music playing]
[deep booming]
[electronic bleeping]
[music builds]
[dramatic chords]
[music continues to build]
[gunshot]
[quiet hum of traffic]
[distant siren]
What did you do to me?
I'm sorry.
I was forced to squeeze your carotid artery to save your life.
They trained you well.
A bot knowing where the carotid is!
I used information from your medical encyclopedia.
Like they say, knowledge is power.
I'm sorry, Georgy.
I don't understand.
How did we get here? Who brought us?
Alla.
Alla?
You're back.
They forced me.
[Georgy] Alla, call me if you need anything.
Good night.
Georgy, where are the children?
- [whispers] With Marina. - Why?
Alla wanted to talk to me alone.
To cover for her betrayal?
It's not exactly a betrayal.
It's an act of desperation by a woman who was pushed to the edge.
By whom?
We all played our part.
You, Lev, me.
Most of all, me.
I don't understand.
You feel sorry for her.
She was so scared.
Isn't it all her fault?
I love this woman.
I'm the only one allowed to torture her.
[ambient music playing]
Why not the grapes?
Celery is healthier.
The biggest human paradox is that most of the things that are good for us
don't taste very good.
That's right, Georgy.
- [Georgy] Hi. - [Alla] Hi. Back from your run?
No, I was just going.
[Alla] Give me a minute and I'll join you.
OK.
Your smoothie, Georgy.
[faucet running]
[Vic] We don't need you, Alla.
You're a liability.
[gunshots echo]
[melancholy music playing]
[Georgy] Alla.
Alla!
[music fades]
Alla, where are you going?
Look at you.
Do you think you're Forrest Gump?
[Alla laughs]
You have no idea.
You really don't.
You realize nothing depends on us anymore?
You think you're prepared, because Toropov ruined your life before.
But that was then.
This time he'll destroy us.
Come on.
We're fine.
Nobody's destroying anyone. I promise.
It's over.
No.
Nothing is over.
He won't leave us alone.
Of course he will.
We just need to survive this goddamn tender.
Also...
When it's finally over,
I promise to do everything I can to send you and the kids to Australia.
I promise.
Vic, did you see this trash?
What do you mean?
The list of tasks from Sveta.
I'm looking at them now. What's the problem?
Teach Arisa to cook? Piece of cake.
Call center? That's easy, too.
Put her on the reception desk to practise.
I'm not talking about that. Look at Stage 3.
Here. Robo-cop, or traffic cop.
"The contestant demonstrates skills necessary for patrol service.
Neutralizing and apprehending a suspect armed with blade weapons."
- You know what that means? - What?
We're pitting a killer robot against a living person.
You're right. It's brutal.
OK, we'll see. Maybe it's not so bad.
How?
Victor Pavlovich,
Georgy Safronov is here to see you.
Let's find out.
Hello.
Are we late?
No. Perfect timing.
It's weird Kirill asked you to deliver the letter.
Not me or Bars.
Maybe the house is under surveillance. Nobody knows who I am. In and out.
It's just that the cops have the note now.
I promised Kirill.
So what, you're a courier now?
Kirill asks you to deliver a letter, and you do it.
Bars asks you to bring Arisa, and you do it.
- I haven't done it yet. - Are you going to?
Yes. But only because I want to.
You think we'll stop killing bots after we see her?
Is there a chance?
[giggling]
[ping]
Hello.
- Hi. - Are you Kirill's mother?
What do you want?
He wrote you a letter but it got lost. Accidentally.
What letter?
He wrote it before he left ten days ago.
Zhenya?
Some people are here about Kirill.
Go, Vera. I'll deal with it.
What do you want?
Kirill wants you to know he's OK.
He went to Novosibirsk.
Did you see him?
Yes. Before he left.
Kirill was stabbed to death ten days ago.
What? How did it happen?
We don't know. The cops are investigating.
OK, wait.
Let me get dressed. We'll go to the police together.
Looks like you were the last ones to see him alive.
Run!
[Zhanna] Egor!
- Egor. - What?
- Bot. Net is that way. - Why would we go there?
What? We need to tell Bars immediately.
- Are you sure? - Yes. What choice de we have?
The guy said we were the last ones to see Kirill alive.
- So? - It wasn't us. It was Bars.
- He put Kirill in that car. - So what if he did?
Are you saying Bars did this to Kirill?
No.
They were friends.
You thought it was weird that Kirill gave me the letter.
- Looks like... - You're an asshole.
Bars is my brother, and you accuse him of murder.
Zhanna. That's not what I meant.
Don't touch me.
If you come to Bot. Net again I'll bury you myself.
Zhanna!
[mournful music playing]
What's this for?
To record our successes and work on our mistakes.
You're nervous. Why?
Why do you think?
Do you need help?
No, I don't. Thanks.
- [Georgy] Are we expecting someone? - [Vic] Not anymore.
Meet Leonid, the head of our security service.
Georgy Safronov.
He will present Arisa at the tender.
- [Leonid] Nice to meet you. - Hi.
These are our employees.
They'll show you everything you need to know.
Memorize it.
Stage one...
Disarming and apprehending.
Run through the sequence:
stabbing, hold, flying roll, full mount.
Go!
[grunting]
[Leonid] Another version.
[thud]
Now, the same sequence, but with submission.
Did you understand any of that?
I need to take his knife.
[Leonid] Want to try?
Ready? Go.
[yells in pain]
Victor Pavlovich, can I talk to you for a second?
[tense music playing]
Excuse me.
Georgy...
could you take the place of our guy on the mat?
Excuse me?
You see, Mr. Maslovsky has drawn my attention to the fact
that you will be presenting Arisa at the tender.
So you should be her sparring partner.
You mean she's going to throw me down?
Something like that.
- Do you mind, Leonid? - [Leonid] Whatever you say.
Here.
Go.
[Vic] Go on, Georgy.
Thanks, everyone. The practice is over.
Excuse me. Could I get a copy of the recording?
- What for? - The usual.
To record successes and work on mistakes.
- [traffic rumble] - [whirring drones]
So, can you really catch criminals now?
I can.
Show me!
Egor, run!
I'm already running.
Please, Egor! Is it that hard?
No. I don't want to.
I hope the other tasks will be more peaceful.
I guess so.
Answering calls at a call center. Cronos will take care of that.
Also, taking part in a cooking show.
Well...
I can help with that.
- Really? - Yes.
Thanks. I didn't expect it.
Why?
This is a family affair, now.
Right, Arisa?
[Arisa] No, it's not.
Excuse me,
may I ask what exactly you think is untrue?
The fact that you want to prepare me for the contest.
Oh, that.
People often do things they don't want to do. Right, Gera?
[Arisa] Does that mean that you never say what you really think?
[Egor] Nobody wants to know what you think.
- What's wrong with him? - I don't know.
He came home like that. I thought he'd be over it by dinner time.
OK, we'll see.
I think Arisa went to see to it.
[rap-rock blaring]
Egor.
I'm registering negative emotions.
You are upset.
Yeah.
With whom?
Maybe with myself.
Or maybe with Zhanna.
- Is Zhanna your girlfriend? - Yeah.
Do you love her?
I guess so.
Then why are you upset?
I don't know how to explain it.
I love her, of course.
But at the same time I hate her.
It's like with your parents.
I don't get it.
You don't need to.
You're a bot.
I'm a family-oriented bot.
Families are based on love.
How can I build a happy family
if everything humans do is based on hatred?
Can you go to a club with me? Just don't tell my parents.
You want me to lie?
No. Just don't tell them.
Sorry. I can't see the difference.
That's why you're a bot.
Get out of here.
I said, get out!
[music continues blaring]
[electro-soul music over speakers]
Get off me.
Come on. I just came by to see if you needed help.
I don't need your help. Go make out with your chicks.
Or what?
You'll tell Bars?
I might.
- Or I might deal with you myself. - [Bars] Are you OK?
Stryga wanted to help but then he changed his mind.
[Bars] Where's your boyfriend?
He was going to help, too. To bring the bot.
- [Zhanna] Egor isn't coming. - He chickened out?
We had a fight about you, by the way.
[Stryga meows]
We went to Kirill's.
Excuse me?
[Stryga] Why the hell did you go there?
Kirill asked Egor to get a letter to his mom. So we went.
His mom is in mourning. They said Kirill had been killed.
What?
Killed?
Bars sent him to Novosibirsk by car. Bars, tell her.
You think I don't know that?
This is crazy.
What are we going to do?
What do you mean, Stryga?
We'll fix this.
How are you going to fix it?
Call V.S.
You're in the way. Move.
Alla, I don't know what you expect me to learn here.
I have 52 cookbooks uploaded into my memory
for traditional, national, healthy cuisine.
Jamie Oliver, 2004.
Non-traditional Cuisine by Elena Rublevskaya, 2027.
Stop it.
I know you can cook.
It's not just that.
The meals I cook for our family
are more nourishing and healthier than what they serve here.
Yes, but we're a family of four.
At the contest you'll need to feed dozens of people,
using minimal ingredients in a very short time.
So that they're satisfied. Can you do that?
Of course, Alla.
- [Marina] Alla, come on. - Let's go.
OK. The nourishing salad.
Boiled eggs, smoked sausage, boiled potatoes...
- [Arisa] What cuisine is this? - What?
What cuisine is this?
Oh. Cuisine.
Well, it's Russian cuisine. Also, mayo...
Smoked sausage,
608 kcal per 100 grams.
Mayonnaise, 624 kcal. Eggs...
We beat the eggs and make pancakes.
And the fat. Is it vegetable oil or butter?
- Vegetable oil. - Another 800 kcal.
Which amounts to 2,032 kcal per 300 grams of salad.
Recommended calorie intake for a moderately active lifestyle is...
Excuse me, what exactly is going on here?
Is this bot here to teach me?
I suggest some alterations.
We could replace sausage with liver, add boiled eggs and cress.
[chef] That's enough.
I'm sorry, but I can't let her stay in my kitchen.
Your bosses sent us.
Great. If they sent you, go. Over there.
Let her give her lectures and count calories there.
- Thank you. Come on. - You're welcome.
[rock music over speakers]
[man] Hello. Are you lost?
- I have an appointment. - An appointment?
Who with?
It's OK. He's here for me.
Lieutenant Plesheyeva says you want to talk.
I do.
What about?
I want you to help me put Victor Toropov in jail.
And two donuts for dessert, please.
I suggest pumpkin sorbet with banana.
Donuts are deep-fried in oil at over 130 degrees Celsius.
This is known to discharge carcinogenic chemicals.
I never knew that. OK, sorbet it is.
Great choice.
Pumpkin pulp contains carotene
along with Vitamins C, B1, B2, iron, calcium, and magnesium.
Great.
From now on I'll eat nothing but pumpkin.
- Hello. - Hi.
I'll have salad, Solyanka,
pork neck, and macaroni.
I suggest you order chicken breasts with greens,
considering your condition.
- I recommend... - What's wrong with my condition?
I'm in perfect condition.
Looks like she feels at home here.
I think you have Stockholm syndrome.
What do you mean?
Look at yourself.
You were threatened with murder.
You should go to the police and have them arrested.
Toropov, even Safronov who dragged you into all this.
But instead, you're helping them, coaching Arisa for the tender.
Are you crazy?
The police?
Vic had the power to get Egor out of jail.
You don't think he has ways to shut me up?
Besides, Safronov promised to deal with all that.
Since when do you trust him?
Why do I have to listen to your bullshit?
- Call the manager! - [Arisa] Please stay calm.
Who the hell are you to lecture me?
If I say I want whipped cream, that's what I'm having.
With your body weight, any extra calories could be fatal.
Arisa, that's enough.
If you think I enjoy your company,
think again.
So why are you here?
You're the only person I know who hates Toropov as much as I do.
We can't build the case on hatred.
I need evidence. Facts.
As far as I can see you have no evidence.
You don't even have a crime yet.
I have a video...
of Toropov doing some extremely sketchy stuff.
[Arisa] Alla, please explain.
How can I satisfy humans' wishes
if they constantly contradict humans' needs?
You mean the whipped cream lady?
Forget it.
That was hopeless.
You should have been more tactful.
The words I used accurately described her condition.
High energy food would have aggravated her obesity.
Those words were accurate,
but they're hurtful, to say the least.
What if I told you that your outfit is trashy?
I don't understand why you dislike my outfit.
OK. Come here.
What do you see?
I see myself.
OK. What are you wearing?
A skirt and a top.
This is what hookers wear. Remember that.
- Hookers? - Never mind.
You don't want to be like that.
I took these clothes from Cronos.
Of course.
They specialize in sex bots. Everything they make is tasteless.
Tasteless? Why?
It's hard to explain.
- You like to read, right? - Yes.
Go online and look up some fashion tips.
- What about you? - I read them already.
[Georgy] It looks like they're afraid Arisa could do something to these guys.
You're right. This is weird.
You should watch out.
- You're coaching her for the tender. - Exactly.
But Arisa wouldn't practice the moves on me.
She didn't even try. Look.
It looks like ballet.
That's what I'm saying.
[ambient music playing]
Georgy.
I need you as a man.
Excuse me?
I have a question.
Look.
Is this woman well-dressed?
I don't see anything special.
What is special?
I don't know. A scarf, an accessory.
She needs to dress up.
That one looks mousy,
all buttoned-up.
There's nothing to look at.
And this one?
Is she something to look at?
Yes. The legs, the boobs.
Boobs are not clothes.
Is she dressed well?
Sometimes clothes don't matter.
As in her case. If she's tall...
What about in my case?
Your case?
By the way, where's Alla?
Georgy, one last question.
How should a woman look
in order to be loved?
[Alla] Good night, my dear.
What's going on with Arisa?
She was asking me about outfits all night.
So you got it, too.
- What do you mean? - Don't worry, she's fine.
Our girl is growing up.
- Soon she'll be asking about periods. - Are you joking?
Obviously.
But her problems are so adolescent.
Today she tried to convince me
that harsh truth was better than a white lie.
So I gave her a little harsh truth.
When I said her clothes were trashy,
she forgot all about the sincerity conundrum.
You're something!
You realize you've ruined an expensive lie detector?
Oh, yeah?
I thought I taught your expensive lie detector a good lesson.
If somebody hides something,
that doesn't mean they have bad intentions.
You're pretty smart.
And very beautiful.
- Mind you, my intentions are good. - Good night, Gera.
[sighs]
[thumping punchbag]
[panting]
You've been lazy today, Pavel.
Sitting on the couch all day.
You haven't been to the gym. Why don't we go?
With you?
No, thanks. I don't have a death-wish.
Come on. We'll keep it light, no trauma.
As if you could control yourself. Go fight a punchbag.
Right.
[Varlamov] You know what?
I think I can find you a partner.
Just promise you won't go easy on her.
Do you still want to make up with Zhanna?
Yes.
Let's go.
[pulsing music playing]
Stas!
[engine revving]
[rock 'n' roll over speakers]
That's her.
- Three tequilas, Zhanna. - Coming up.
Zhanna. Two beers.
Zhanna, three for me.
- Who ordered Long Island Ice Tea? - I did. Three of them.
- One second. - I was here first.
Do you know how to make cocktails?
I know 72 recipes of both alcoholic and non-alcoholic...
- Yes or no? - Yes, Egor.
Then go behind the bar.
Hey, people.
I'm serving beer.
Arisa is making cocktails. Zhanna will serve tea and water.
- Three white beers. - Coming up.
- Three tequilas. - She does tequilas.
- Two dark beers. - Wait.
What are you doing here?
I came to make up.
- You brought her, after all. - Like I said, I came to make up.
Good job.
Epic pouring skills.
Epic?
[screeching tires]
What's so urgent?
Hi.
Bars.
You know that any serious organization runs on discipline.
You just broke the rules, so I hope you had a reason.
- Kira was killed. - Kira?
Kirill. The guy you got out of jail.
Oh. I know.
What?
Why didn't you tell me?
I was protecting you from unnecessary information.
Do you know who killed him?
Maybe I do...
but it doesn't matter.
It matters to me!
You want revenge?
I see.
Your friend Kirill was killed on my orders.
[gothic electro playing]
- Looks like it's eased up. - Mm-hmm.
Zhanna...
I'm sorry I said that stuff about Bars.
I know he wouldn't have hurt Kirill.
Hey.
Get me a tequila.
Care to join me?
Thank you. I don't drink.
Keep me company?
Hey, barmaid!
Are you Arisa? Egor's bot?
Are you Bars?
Egor said you wanted to meet me.
Bars isn't here. I'm covering for him. Stryga.
He wouldn't be happy with you scaring away our customers.
I didn't hurt that man.
A bartender's main skill is listening to the clients.
- What did you tell her? - Nothing.
- I told her to pacify the customer. - How?
She's a bot.
I had to give her something to do until Bars gets back.
You and Egor don't have time for her.
Bars, I know how you feel.
Trust me, he had become dangerous.
Dangerous? How?
I selected him, I brought him in and sent him on that mission.
And gave him information he could share with the CCD!
Me?
How long do you think he would have stayed inside
before he started ratting?
I knew Kirill. He wouldn't do it.
Anyway, you got him out.
I'm really sorry, Bars.
But the work we are doing
is more important than personal affections.
You're not just a soldier, you're a cell leader.
You have to learn how to make hard decisions,
whether you like it or not.
Killing our people?
Sometimes it's necessary.
[customer] I'm sick of it.
It's hell at work.
My boss is an asshole.
I wanted to leave and my girlfriend said,
"Where to? Nobody will pay you as much."
Money can't buy happiness.
It's an old adage.
An old adage!
[rock music blasting]
Zhanna, hi.
[Zhanna] Hey.
Did you hire a new girl?
Sort of.
Did she take a course in psychology?
She's a bot.
Really? A bot, here?
Is it some kind of cover story?
Not just any bot. She'll be in the tender.
Bars is going to sabotage an event of national importance?
I could pick her brains at half-price.
What the hell is going on?
Egor brought Arisa.
Like you asked.
What is she doing behind my bar? Stryga?
What? I thought she was supposed to.
[Bars] Supposed to what? Be seen by all these people?
I thought you just wanted to see her.
See her? I've seen enough bots, you idiot.
[Zhanna] Not like her. She's cool.
She's a lump of metal.
[Zhanna] Bars!
Bars.
Go.
Go!
[rap-rock blasting]
Arisa, let's go.
Wait! Can I get your number?
[engine starts]
[male voiceover] Cronos presents a new generation of empathic bots.
Arisa.
The first robot capable of reading human feelings.
Are we done?
Is it just me, or are you better today?
- What do you mean? - Well...
You're jogging more evenly, with less strain.
That happens when you're not thinking too hard.
Aren't you?
I'm trying not to.
Trying?
So am I...
to keep my promise to you.
I just want you to know that.
It's shaping up.
Shall we run?
Let's go.
[soft piano music playing]
Pasha, what's this?
You promised me a partner.
- [Varlamov] What's wrong with her? - [Mikhalych] Are you serious?
Believe me,
this bot will surprise you.
- [Georgy] Ready. - Go ahead.
Arisa, can you knock the knife away from Georgy?
Here.
- A real one? - Yeah. Let's give it a wet run.
- Are you sure? - Yeah. Go on.
[grunts]
OK. Stop.
I don't get it. You were supposed to knock the knife away.
Good question. Arisa, that was your task.
I don't think it's necessary.
Georgy isn't a threat.
If I disarm him, I might cause him further harm.
OK. Let's change the task.
New premise.
Mikhalych, you're a suspect. Georgy is the victim.
- A victim? - Yes, a victim.
Go ahead. Hit him in the chest.
[grunts]
[moans in pain]
[Georgy] Arisa, what have you done? You broke his arm.
- Call an ambulance. - Don't worry.
Mikhalych is used to it. Right?
I wouldn't say that. Nobody screwed me up like this before.
- Is it prosthetic? - Sure.
Give me a hand.
She's full of surprises.
I don't get it. I can't wrap my head around it.
It's Asimov's First Law.
"A robot may not harm a human being."
She didn't just break the First Law. She did it on purpose, to protect you.
Now there's something else to find out.
Has she ever broken it before?
Yes. And whether Toropov knew about it.
If he did and was hiding it,
we won't just destroy him.
We'll send him to prison for life.
I helped Mikhalych into a taxi.
Thank you.
Arisa, Georgy and I have a question for you.
Arisa, we really need to know...
You can harm a human, can't you?
Yes. But only to protect my family.
Can you kill a human?
Yes, but only to protect my family.
Have you...
ever killed anyone?
No.
It has not yet been necessary.
[pulsing music playing]
[traffic rumble]
[pulsing music continues]
You bitch...