EPISODE ELEVEN
My war horse, Simon MichailovichÖ
I kept him as a memento.
If I leave him here, they
will turn him into sausageÖ
He deserves better.
How do I tell a horse
that times have changed?
Simon Michailovich, take the horse. Let
him have a good life just a while longer.
He deserves that much.
Iíll place him at the central
hippodrome. He will be put under my care.
He will like it there.
Get over here.
Eyes peeled.
Yes, sir, Comrade Marshal.
He will be safe and
sound, donít you worry.
Goodbye, Red.
Go now.
Come, Red.
Letís go to the car.
If you miss him, come to
the hippodrome to visit.
Feed him some sugarÖ
Stay away from that gang.
They will eat you alive.
Hold on.
Call me if you ever need anything.
Iíll help any way I can.
Thank you.
They keep saying that it just happened!
But nothing just happens
to Comrade Stalin!
They think I donít know who killed him?
I know!
They are all enemies of the people!
They are sitting in his office,
rubbing their hands together!
Let go of me!
Get your hands off him.
Get out of here.
Everything is fine, citizen.
Whatís with you?
What are you doing here?
Afraid they will shoot me?
They wonít, donít you worry.
They donít have the gumption!
Why arenít you saying anything?
Vasily Josephovich, this
is the vodka talking.
Letís go.
How long will we tolerate this?
I received a report today that
yesterday in Restaurant Barabia,
Vasily was yelling at the top of his
lungs that Beria killed his father!
Khrushchev killed him!
They are all in cahoots!
And we are supposed to just take it?
Were Comrade Stalin alive right now,
what do you think he would have done
to a person like that
in a couple of hours?
Silent are you?
I find this odd.
So someone can just slander our names, the
heads of this great state, and we just take it?
Stop yelling, Lavrentiy Pavlovich!
What do you have in mind?
What do you have in mind,
Vjacheslav Michailovich?
What about you, Nikita Sergeevich?
Why are all of you so
mum all of a sudden?
Sit down. Sit.
What do you propose?
As I see it- this is anti-Soviet agitation
and propaganda. Article 58, paragraph 1.
So this is your field then, Lavrentiy.
You are in charge of state security.
Yes I am.
I will arrest him.
Take it easy.
I will.
But after I hear your
thoughts on the matter.
We all know him since he was a kid. And we
all patted him on the head, pulled his cheeksÖ
And brought him candy.
I never patted him on the head.
MaybeÖ
Maybe you should talk to
him, Nikita Sergeevich?
No, let Lavrentiy Pavlovich talk to him.
They were friends with VasilyÖ
went to football games together.
Talk to him, will you, Lavrentiy?
We are all asking you.
Give him one last warning.
KappaÖ
Where did you come from?
What do you want?
Donít worry Vasia, I didnít
come for a piece of whatís left.
There wonít be anything
left soon enough.
What do you want?
I thought you might need me now.
I did need youÖ two months ago.
Now I just need beer.
I sent some guys but theyíve
been gone for three hours already.
Listen, Kappa, can you call someone?
Do you hear me?
I do.
Oh how the mighty have fallenÖ
Did you call, Vasily Josephovich?
I did.
Who did you send to get the beer?
A couple of privates from
security, Comrade Stalin.
Well, where are they then?
I donít know, maybe there was a hold up?
What holdup?
They should have been back by now.
Canít see the road at all
- those damn firs are blocking everythingÖ
Listen to my command - get a couple of soldiers
 together, give them saws and suchÖ
I want them to cut down all the
firs at the far side of the road.
Understood?
But why?
I just told you - you canít see the road!
 Are they bringing the beer or not?
Donít ask questions
- execute!
Yes, sir!
Careful!
Dismissed! I want the
cognac to be here by dinner!
Execute the order!
Yes, sir.
Youíre not well.
I am not.
Well, hold on.
Easier said that done.
All those bastards that writhed at my feet
and licked my boot are ready to tear me apart.
Who?
All of them! Anyone who feels like it!
Stalin here.
Vasily Josephovich, this
is Beriaís office calling.
Lavrentiy Pavlovich is asking
you to come see him urgently.
So it begins.
Beria wants to see me.
Did you call, Lavrentiy Pavlovich?
I didÖ take a seat.
The Polit. Bureau discussed
your matter yesterday.
Matter?
I donít have any matters.
Really?
Yes.
Well the members of the
Polit. Bureau seem to think so.
And it has everything to do with your
moral and political veneer, Vasily.
Political? Thatís a new
one, Lavrentiy Pavlovich.
Making an enemy of the
people out of me, are we?
You didnít need any
help doing that yourself.
The drinking, the swearing, the
debauchery, the philanderingÖ
Youíre bringing shame upon
the name of your great father.
Me? I bring shame?
Sit.
Whoís the disgrace here?
I said sit down.
You are my fatherís shame.
Or have you forgotten how you
had your tongues up his ass?
Trying to be his good little lap dog.
How many soldiers have
died because of you?
And he forgave you everything. Or
have you forgotten that as well?
Why didnít you let me
go see him when I came?
Because he was already dead by then.
And you let the doctors in
only when he was already dead.
You all knew it! Khrushchev,
Molotov and Voroshilov.
You all disgrace my father.
VasiaÖ
How much have you had to
drink before coming here?
You want to kill me?
Who cares about you, General?
You have a good apartment, a nice pension
- live and be happy.
What am I supposed to do?
Whatever you want-play football
or hockey, you liked that.
Go ahead, raise Soviet
athletics to a new level.
Or you donít want that either?
Alright, I can do that.
Good. But that will be allowed to you
if you do these two things we decidedÖ
Who is we?
We are the members of the Polit.
Bureau of the Central Committee of the
Communist Party of the Soviet Union.
Number one - keep your mouth shut about the
 relationships between Comrade Stalin
and the high ranking members
of the party. Once and for all.
And if you decide to start flapping
your stupid gums as you have been doingÖ
Then you should know that you
will be charged with Article 58.
Slander of Party Officials. Did
you get that, Vasily Josephovich?
I did.
Good.
And the second thing I have to do?
You will have to change your name.
What?
You will have to change your surname.
You can be Vasiliev, Vasily Pavlovich.
Air Force Lieutenant General in retirement
on his own wish with health issues.
There.
Why not? It sounds pretty good too!
The pride of Soviet football
Lieutenant General Vasiliev Vasily.
There you go.
What are you looking
at me like that for?
You donít like it, do you?
Go on, speak up.
What is it exactly that you donít like?
Be honest, like a
communist to a communist!
Change my nameÖ
Should I tell you like a
communist to a communist?
Go on tell me like a communist to a
communist but hurry up, Iím short on time.
Alright.
Go ahead.
There, you bastard!
Take that you fat piece of shit!
You want to take away my birthright?
There, you bastard!
Take this drunken hooligan away!
Tell me your name, soldier! Your name!
What should we do with
him, Lavrentiy Pavlovich?
Take him to Lefortovo for detention.
I will call the Head Prosecutor
- he will know what to do.
Thatís it.
WellÖ
You didnít have anything
else on you, correct?
Just the ones on the listÖ
Vasily Pavlovich, sign here please
- at the end of the list.
I am not Vasily Pavlovich.
I am Vasily Josephovich.
And my surname is Stalin.
Really?
Yes.
You must forgive me but the documents
sent over say Vasiliev Vasily Pavlovich.
And thatís that, suspect.
Youíre wife is Vasilieva.
Who, Kappa?
Thatís her surname. We never married.
Suspect, sign at the bottom of the list.
All o do is confiscate your belongings.
What are you doing, Vasily Pavlovich?
I tried being nice with you
and this is how you repay me?
A detective will assign a medical commission
and let the doctors decide which you are-
Vasiliev Vasily Pavlovich or a schizophrenic
who thinks he is Comrade Stalin.
Get him out of my sight.
Vasily Josephovich, I am Novikov.
What Novikov?
Simon Ivanovich, my son Petr
played on your hockey team.
He said many good things about
you and I never forget goodness.
And we remember Comrade Stalin.
Perhaps I could help you with something?
Halt! Face the wall.
Think about it.
Iíll be seeing you.
Get in the cell.
Your case is simple and clear, Citizen
Vasiliev. It can be solved rather quickly.
Article 58, paragraph 10 ñ
anti soviet agitation, propaganda
against members of the party.
With the expressed purpose of their
political and moral discreditation.
I am also sure that you
know what the punishment is.
Do you agree with what I
am saying, Citizen Vasiliev?
I am not Vasiliev. I have a
different surname and middle name.
I know, I know
- you claim to be Vasily Josephovich Stalin.
How long have you had this disorder?
So you consider yourself
to be Stalinís son then?
Listen, Comrade Detective
- you promised to have a medical commission!
They are supposed to determine
whether or not I am of sound mind.
There will be no medical commission
- that is the decision of the head prosecutor.
He considers that you have temporary
insanity as a result of alcoholism.
Alright.
I will sign under all of
the points of your document.
Perfect! Now I see a man
who wants to get better!
But donít be so happy just yet
- I need to call someone.
Who exactly?
Marshal Budeniy. I have a direct line.
Why do you need to speak to Budeniy?
Donít worry yourself-I just want
to talk to him and thatís it.
Whatís do you mean thatís it?
Iíll sign.
Youíll just have to do without.
What a bastard you are.
You think the Marshal will help you?
Vasily Josephovich, my
dear boyÖ forsake all hope.
Why donít we move on to your next
charge, Article 193, paragraph 17?
Can I count on you?
I promised that you
could. Tell me but quietly.
Get in touch with Budeniy.
What? How will IÖ
Just try to. He doesnít know Iím here.
If he finds out he will definitely
helpÖ Beria is against himÖ
Quiet!
They will shoot me and then
claim I committed suicide.
If Budeniy finds out Iím here
- he will help!
How will I get in touch with him?
Just try to, will you?
Halt! Face the wall!
Get in the cell.
Try to.
Where is Budeniy? Find
him and patch me through!
Yes, sir!
Go.
Yes.
Yes, Budeniy speaking.
Simon Michailovich, my
good man! This is Beria.
Hello.
Could you please tell me - why are you
 meddling in the business of others?
Who are you exactly? A
hero of the Civil War?
Why are you sticking your nose
into other peopleís business?
Youíre a living statue!
What are you doing?
Tired of raising horses, are you then?
What are you talking about right now?
What do I mean?
Do you remember firing your machine
gun in 37 when they came for you?
Who saved you back then?
Comrade Stalin saved you.
But there is no Comrade
Stalin here today.
And you donít have that
machine gun anymore either!
Donít you threaten me,
Lavrentiy Pavlovich.
I can swing my sword just as
fine today as I did before!
I can slice anyone open,
from shoulder to hip.
So thereís that!
Listen here soldier of the revolution, if
you stand in the cold you might get sick.
And then we would be compelled
to send doctors your wayÖ again.
Iím not Bukharin or
Zinoviev! I am Budeniy!
That son of a bitch will
know that for a fact!
Citizen Budeniy, by the authority of the
Soviet Government I demand you surrender.
Otherwise we will be
forced to open fire.
Go ahead! Try to arrest Budeniy!
Maybe they will give you a medal!
But it will be placed on your grave!
You like that?
Stalin here.
Listen here, Joseph! Has
Ezhov completely lost his mind?
His scumbags came here to arrest me!
I am Budeniy and I have
never surrendered to anyone!
Listen, Simon, who is firing?
I am!
I will kill all of them!
You better help me out,
Joseph! Iím running low on ammo.
He is the son of my friend.
He is Vasily Stalin.
And you are turning him intoÖ god
knows what you want to make out of him.
Iím a friend of his father too, so what?
Does that mean that the son of my
friend can reduce my name to shit now?
And do it so that for entire country
to hear? Who gave him that right?
Can you tell me that?
I understand. He should
answer for his words.
But prison! Thatís
going a little too far!
Or what is this
- 37 all over again?
Didnít you destroy enough
human lives back then?
This is what I think-you
wonít pull it off this time.
We will see whether or
not I pull it off then!
You understand that?
First and foremost, he disgraces his
father! Or didnít you know about that?
But here you are jumping
to his protection, Simon.
Stupid cavalryman!
Convict Vasiliev, get your
things and get ready to go.
Get out, face the wall.
They are transferring you into gen pop
- to another wing.
This is for you.
Itís cold over there.
Thank you. For everything.
Get going!
Hey, Son of the Chief, got news for you.
WellÖ
Walk is over. Back in your cells.
Talk later. You owe
me a bucket of cologne.
Iím sending you, my blue eyed TamaraÖ
Probably this letter is my last,
Donít you show it to anyone,
It is written solely just for youÖ
Donít show it to anyoneÖ
Remember how they tried the boys and me,
In that little dirty house of law,
I kept looking at the crowdÖ
Deal.
I am.
So?
So what?
Listen up, son of the Chief, your
tormentor is no more. Heís been retired.
Which one, I have manyÖ
You said it yourself - who is the
 biggest sleazebag in the USSR? Lavrentiy.
So?
So heís not the biggest sleazebag
anymore! Heís now an enemy of the people!
And an English spyÖ
Take a look
- itís all in there.
Well, boys! Lavrentiy is done for!
There could be amnesty!
Donít be stupid! What amnesty?
Amnesties only happen on holidays.
Isnít this a holiday?
I wonít argue with the sentiment- itís a 
holiday that that bastard finally got taken out.
But on the other hand what kind of holiday
is it if he lied to us all these years?
That bastard drank so much
of our bloodÖ son of a bitchÖ
Ezhov and Beria-quite a pair they were.
I got three sentences
while he was in office.
And if he wasnít there you
wouldnít have gotten them?
Still a good day! Tell
them Son of the Chief!
Itís definitely his lucky day- it was Beria
 who made his bed and got him in here.
So youíll meet him during a transfer
and have a good heart to heart!
I will never see him againÖ ShameÖ
Lavrentiy Pavlovich is
heading for the big bye-bye!
Just as Ezhov did before that!
Deal!
So do we let him out?
Let who out? Where?
We should have just put
a bullet in him quietlyÖ
Now someone might want to
free Comrade Stalinís sonÖ
Who? His pilots? Or the athletes?
If they so much as peep
- we will crush them!
So leave him to rot then? He will
become an icon to the convictsÖ
You know what they call him in there?
Son of the Chief!
Should have just shot him
when we had the chance.
It would have been a real
gift had he shot himself.
Too late now.
Now we all need to pull
out the white tuxes.
What do you mean?
Exactly what you heard
- a new life.
New contacts! We need other
countries, goddamn themÖ
Honestly, we need to trade with someone!
We are a new country,
moving into a bright future!
Without repressions, so to speak.
So we canít shoot Vasily
at this point in time.
But we can isolate him. Somewhere
far away where we can control him.
Who knows what will happen?
Do you understand me?
Yes, I do.
There we go.
Galina, hello.
Hello.
Thank you for calling.
Do you know how Vasily is doing?
They donít let me see himÖ
they say an ex wife is no wife.
You havenít seen him, have you?
No.
Everyone who were friends
with Vasily have been arrestedÖ
Even the driver and the
woman who cut his hair.
Iím surprised the left
me and Sangodzhiev be.
Maybe they just missed the time.
Then when Beria was arrested
they started letting people out.
We wrote a letter to Malenkov
asking for Vasiaís release as wellÖ
In light of his awards earned in combatÖ
So I think that they will
let him walk soon enoughÖ
Can you tell me if they
will let me see him now?
I donít know.
You should tryÖ askÖ
Things have gottenÖ simpler lately.
Plus to that you are the
mother of his children.
You have the right.
Thank you.
Donít you worryÖ We
wonít abandon him or you.
We will help any way we can.
Pilots donít leave their own behind.
And he wouldnít have
left us behind either.
Everything will be fine.
Have a smoke, Vasily Josephovich.
Thank you.
I am the new detective sent here by
the main office of the head prosecutor.
My name is Sergei Mitropfanovich Gudkov.
Now I will be in charge of your case?
Can you tell me where
the other detective is?
Sure I can, plus you will
know yourself soon enough.
He has been arrestedÖ just like the
prosecutor in charge of your case.
So my caseÖ
No, Vasily Josephovich, these arrests
have nothing to do with your case.
I need to work your case as fast as I
can so we can take this thing to trial.
Those were my orders.
Orders from whom?
Of the Head Prosecutorís Office.
Afraid not. Higher.
The Polit. Bureau.
All I can do for you now is allow the visits
that your previous detective denied you.
By the way, how are the
cellmates giving you any trouble?
There are all kinds of people in there.
Not really, no.
Would you like to be
transferred into solitary?
No, thank you, detective.
I would like to remain where I am.
Thank you for allowing
the visits though.
Well then, letís get down to it.
They have all been
arrestedÖ all of them.
Abakumov, Sarkizov, Metnikov,
Merkulov, SudoplatovÖ
FriedmanÖ I donít remember everyone
but there are too many to count.
When is Beriaís trial?
What trial, Vasia?
Heís been shot.They were too afraid.
What about the papers?
Vasia, you turned into
a complete child in hereÖ
Call BudeniyÖ tell him whatís going onÖ
Ask him to call Khrushchev.
Vasia, heís very sick these days.
He called around New
Year asking about you.
Who else called?
Dolgushev calledÖ and came to see me.
Bobrov tooÖ for New YearísÖ
You know, he had tears in
his eyes when he spoke of youÖ
He told me to give you a hug from him.
Thank them allÖ
He is a good man.
Have you called Voroshilov?
I called everyone
- Voroshilov tooÖ
What can he do now after the death ofÖ
He lost a lot of influence.
He told me - I canít help Vasily, itís
 his own fault heís in this mess.
So I guess Iím staying inside, Galia.
Maybe they wonít put
you away for too long?
Sure they wonít
- theyíll give me ten at least.
You know what the guys
in the cell call me?
What?
Son of the Chief, like some IndianÖ
Finish up, citizen. Time is up.
Vasya, I brought you
something just like you asked.
Time to go!
Just one more second!
Sheís goingÖ
I got you some meat, yes yesÖ
cheese... six cans of baked porkÖ
Yes, sixÖ
Vasya, what are you smiling at? I looked in
every restaurant, just like you like them.
I drove all over Moscow looking
for it, just so you like it.
Galka, you didnít just make me happy!
You made all the guys happy tooÖ
Weíll get a little vodka
and have a real feast!
Vasya, eat it alone
- thereís not enough for everyone.
I canít eat alone - they have real 
communism in there! Everyone shares.
 By the authority of the court of
 the USSR Vasily Pavlovich Vasiliev
is hereby sentenced to eight years
 of prison for anti-Soviet slanderÖ
Get out one by one!
Next!
Go!
Go!
Next!
Go!
Faster!
Faster!
Balabuev!
Article 147, paragraph 2
- five years!
Get going!
Nelchikvorot!
Article 144, paragraph 2
- four years.
Go!
Krotov!
Article 191, paragraph 2
- five years.
Go!
Lobkov!
Article 213, paragraph 3
- ten years.
Get going!
Kulakin!
Artcile 147, paragraph 2
- eight years.
Move it!
Hooray!
Go.
Vasiliev!
Vasiliy Vasiliev!
Article 193, paragraph 17, Article
 58, paragraph 10- eight years.
I know who you are.
If you have any trouble
- come see me.
We wonít let Comrade Stalinís
son get in harmís way.
Understand?
Yes.
Go!
Did you call, boss?
Take a seat Egor Petrovich.
Have a smoke.
How did I deserve such gifts then?
I have a job for you.
We just received a prisoner
- Vasiliy Vasiliev is his name.
I know of him.
Thatís good.
And you know that heís the son?
Yes, I know, boss.
Remember
- if even a hair on that manís head is hurt ñ
your head will be the first to roll.
Even if you are in
charge of the convicts.
Youíll rot in the dungeon
and lose all your teeth.
No need to threaten me,
boss. You think we donít know?
Heís on my chest.
Or have you forgotten?
No, I havenít.
Tell your thugs too.
Everyone knows, boss.
Itís heavy! And you have to carry
it around like this all the time?
What did you think?
Everything is like that here.
You think anyone cares about us.
Shut up.
Good.
Hi, Petrovich.
Hi.
Well then, good job Vasia!
When itís good I say so!
Quite the job you got here!
You will a profession
by the time you go free.
Thank you, Petrovich.
Listen, I had an idea.
I want to make a cart.
What for?
So we donít have to drag those
containers around anymore.
Can I do that?
Good thinking.
What are you planning to make it from?
We donít have any spare material.
I will find them.
Where from, Vasya?
Donít you worry about that.
Do we have a deal?
We do.
Gavrilko, what the hell
are you doing over there?
Switch the drill!
The bastards have really got me,
Taking my youth along with my pride,
My golden locks have all gone grey,
Iím standing on the edge of a cliff,
My golden locks have all gone grey,
Iím standing on the edge of a cliff.
Iíve carried burdens
on my broken shoulders,
Thatís why my song sounds like a wailÖ
Hey, Vasilek, why donít
you shut your yapper?
Life is tough as it is
without your singing.
He will get a transfer tomorrow
- the man is worriedÖ
What is there to worry about though?
Prison is better that
the labor camps anyway.
No, he got a letter from his girl!
She says sheís tired of waiting
and that her youth is fading.
OhÖ
I can understand her
- this isnít war time.
Yeah.
Sheís a fool, Vasilek! Forget about her.
Brothers! Vasilek hanged himself!
Boss!
Boss, open up!
Get in here!
Whatís the matter?
Vasilek hanged himself!
Goddamn it.
Ivanov, Gavrilov get over here.
Everyone get back.
Quickly!
Take him down.
Go on.
Everyone back to bed!
Give me one.
Our Vasilek turned out to be a weakling.
Before dying he should have
at least tried to kill a screw.
Got scared of the big house, did he?
Thousands of people live
there and they are fine.
But this one got scared.
Youíre a fool Kupa. Heís been on
the inside since he was a child!
He did two stints already!
They why stick his head in the noose?
Why? I guess his soul wanted to see god.
He just couldnít do it anymore.
I want to get at least an hour of sleep.
An hour? They will order
everyone up in a minute.
