it?
- Luba, it's me!
What is it?
What happened?
- You see, Luba... Somebody put
bear traps all over the place! - Oh, lord!
Poor me... So unlucky...
I was so unlucky...
The criminal attempted to steal
the same car twice.
I don't think it's coincidental.
I think he wanted your car specifically.
- Makes sense... I came to
the same conclusion. - But why?
Still, setting a bear trap for
a human being is not justified!
You couldn't save us from the bandit,
we had to try self-defense.
Why does he cling
to your car specifically?
- You're asking me?
- Who else?
Do you not suspect any
of your acquaintances?
They are perfectly decent people.
Well, perhaps somebody
is jealous of you?
- Of what?
- Strange questions, Comrade Inv.
Check with medical clinics
to see if they had anyone
with this kind of leg injury.
Well, let's put your car
under surveillance.
- No, thank you... No need.
- We're installing a shed tomorrow.
Yes?
Oh, Yuri Ivanovich.
"Can't come"?? Careful, the director
will call for a penalty kick!
Oh, your leg hurts? Well,
then stay in bed, of course...
I'll tell him.
Feel better!
- Whose leg?
- This leg?
...Someone where
there should... leg.
- Well, then, give a call.
- When?
When your car is stolen.
Dima! They're confiscating
Topunov's summer house!
- Who's confiscating?
- What are you, stupid?
Daddy! They're confiscating
Topunov's summer house!
And rightly so!
Long overdue!
We must fight "alleged" scoundrels!
Why "scoundrel"? (dishonest, bribe taker)
The man knows how to live.
Tell me, what sort of wages
allow a vice president
of a knitting factory
to "score" a 2-story palace!
- Simon Maximovich, it's his business.
- No, ours!
We must mercilessly fight any persons
living on, shall we say, "ill-gotten gains"!
- Be quiet, dad!
- Scared you, didn't I?
Why don't I just kick you and
throw you off my property?
Dad, I'm sick of your barracks-style
sense of humor... Why always the kicking?
Why so arrogant, son-in-law?
Who the hell are you??
This is MY summerhouse!
Please don't argue,
the workers might hear...
Let everyone hear:
it's MY summerhouse!
Listed as yours...
but built with my money!
- Try and prove it!
- Oh, stop it, will you?
You live your life by proxy!
- Get awa...
- Leave the doggy!
Car under your wife's name,
the summerhouse under mine...
You have nothing!
You're dirt poor!
Why? Why must I live like this??
Dear god, what for? Why?
Me, a person with higher education,
has to sneak around, adapt...
...and wriggle!
Why can't I live freely, openly?
- Oh, when will it end?
- Never! What do you mean, though?
Do you realize what
I could do to you over this?
Just like that!
I do...
I know.
Ah... He's scared!
Show him some mercy, daddy!
This guy must never forgot who I am!
While he's just an ordinary scoundrel!
Simon Vasil...
I probably should
kick you after all!
Oh, I just gotta!
- Who is it?
- Luba, it's me!
- What happened? Another trap?
- No, this time it went... ok.
Thank god...
You're going away?
A business trip?
Right now?
At night?
Don't blame me... I have to...
because, you see,
business trips are
a complex thing to arrange...
Luba? There's no need
to get so upset...
I'll be back in a few days.
I'll write you from there, ok?
Luba? I am very upset too...
Don't you see?
- Excuse me! Hello!
- Hello.
- Our car, has a problem when
turning right. - I'll take a look.
- Yes. Also, when shifting gears
it makes this ticking... - I'll give a listen.
- And the front-right wheel overheats...
- I'll give it a feel.
- Yes. Also, two days ago the car
smelled like gas all day... - I'll smell it.
- I think it's the...
- Open the garage, will you?
Well, where's the car?
- Comrade Commander...
- Hello! - Hello.
I see you're traveling alone. Please,
could you help me start this piece of junk?
- Help start the motorcycle?
- Yes, can't do it alone. - With pleasure!
No... battery's dead!
I've