go to school
and ask for a reference
letterfor him.
- They will not write it.
-We should try.
We should also apply
to the housing bureau.
The more reference letters
we get, the better.
- I know.
-Who did this?
Hey, he hobnobbed with
quacks, actors, you name it.
I watched his films in prison.
He must've been a great guy.
He was not robbed, he was
killed in the doorway.
That means someone paid
someone for his murder.
I want to know -who
and for what.
Can you ask around?
I shall try.
I'll coverthe expenses.
Hey, that's cheap talk
between friends.
What do cops say?
Nothing. I guess, they'll
not help.
Hey, and who killed
Kolyvanov?
You're too curious, Max.
If we find the customer,
what you gonna do?
There is some connection
between Kolyvanov and Vadim.
I feel it.
It's   so stupid.
Say, in your circles, when
someone is killed,
it's clear: that someone
deserved it.
But in Vadim's case...
That was unfair.
Death is always fair,
in any circles.
One should be aware of this:
if someone was a cause that
someone else lost his money,
he can end up dead.
You failed to pay your debt,
they may kill you.
You are not in the pot -
you will die. Right, Sayid?
So everything is fair
and simple.
Life is mostly unfair.
Death is always fair.
You believe in Death
like one believes in God.
Yes. We're leaving, Sayid.
Death is the only real
thing in this world.
She dots all i's. She knows
no bosses.
Your lot is not easy
to comprehend.
Our lot is not that much
different from your lot.
So I may end killed
any time too?
As long as we're friends,
this will never happen.
Look, Eugene, what do
you think of your own life?
In Moldavia,
near Tiraspol, there's
a winery.
It's   run down.
If I buy a package and
make investments,
I can make handsome
profit.
- Do you have documents?
- My guys're handling this
Bring documents, I'll try
to help you.
- Did he have many chicks?
-Yes.
There was that gallery lady.
I want to have a word
with her about painting.
Right.
And talk to this one too.
Who is she?
It's   Kolyvanov's daughter,
Larissa.
Talk to her.
I can't do this
foryou, she knows me.
You did some business
with her?
You want to know too much, Max.
Hi.
We collected these reference
letters here.
-You needn't worry.
-We were in the housing bureau.
Don't interfere,
you'll only spoil everything.
-We wanted to help you.
- Don't mess with it.
Maxim, come here.
- Bye.
- Bye.
I've two shifts running
tomorrow.
I wanted to take
a parcel to Vadim.
I'll do it foryou.
He robbed a shop!
Ajeweller's!
He'll end in prison camp
in Kolyma!
-You bastard...
-Are you crazy?
I'll make up things on you.
Why did you marry me then?
I was a fool. I was tired
of the war, of the famine.
I wish I sent you to hell, but
I feel sorry for our daughter.
Can I speak with Darya
Kulchitskaya?
- So, you'll do this for me?
- Certainly.
One should help his friends
in need.
What in the world could happen
that you came to speak
to me?
Nothing very special.
It's   only about Vadim's death.
Yes, of course.
Tell me, Darya, what do you
do foryour living?
I've a gallery
where we put up and sell paintings
by many popular artists.
My husband bought this
gallery for me.
He died...
...three years ago.
You know, Darya:
it's more than 3 months now
since
they've killed Vadim.
The investigation is
at a dead end.
It was a bespoken murder.
You've got the wrong
person here.
I see,
you try to be a private eye.
I don't understand your irony:
he was my friend.
He was yourfriend too?
Even more than that.
I loved him.
Did you meet him often
before his death?
We were in several companies.
-What kind of companies?
-All kind of companies.
You're interested in someone
in particular?
Does Serghei Kolyvanov
ring a bell?
Kolyvanov. Yes.
Me and Vadim were
at his home.
It was his daughter's
birthday.
I'm not sure about
her name.
I guess, her name
was Larissa.