This morning as I drove my Slob,
that be my horse...
- At the Tavricheskaya...
- Near what house?
- Near the number 5.
- That's our apartment there!
5, Tavricheskaya?
Excellent!
At the Tavricheskaya St. I found
those things, and from the papers
I knew that those things belong
to Mister Vakhlakov.
Another glass!
Not to me, to him.
And the doorman of the house told me
that Mr. Vakhlakov lives in the country
Give it to me, we'll have a look.
The passport!
The box of mint pastilles.
Small change.
A toothpick.
- Yes, it's his toothpick.
- And what is that?
It's a thing so that his auto is not stolen.
- A revolver.
- It's his revolver.
All cartridges are intact. The victim
was assaulted unexpectedly.
And that it wasn't a suicide
by way of a gunshot.
Sophie, could he drown?
How did those things turn up
there, don't you know?
In regard to that, I can only say
that I found those things at...
Another glass.
At the pavement?
Is it so hard to say "at the pavement"?
The lady says and doesn't yap.
- Have you been ailing long?
- From the birth.
My mother from a greyhound...
thatjumped her...
Were you born from a dog and your
mother?
- No, when my mother was pregnant...
- It's all clear, alright.
Don't hold your glass, they won't
pour you any more.
I'm sorry, you've quite forgot
about my husband.
Forward. Enough guzzling, go!
A beast is a beast.
- Mrs. Vakhlakova, sign the
protocol please. - Hush.
- What's happened?
There's someone moving in the house.
Holy Mother...
It's the master's ghost.
- Andrey, is that you?
- What's wrong with you, my friend?
What's wrong? You look like you
see the dead.
- Are you alive or what?
- He's alive, alive!
It's my husband.
The master's alive!
The master is risen.
Outrageous. Decent corpses don't
behave like this.
You were lost, murdered. The
police force looks for you.
And you don't have a right to
come home like this.
- Who is this gentleman?
- A police officer.
We thought a disaster befell you.
What happened to you?
Why're you dressed so terribly?
- Have you noticed?
- Yes, I have.
- It's all the railroad's fault.
- The railroad?
How did you find yourself at the
railroad, my bunny?
Simple. I just came back from
that...
From Tver, that where from.
- Yeah, From Tver.
- What do you mean, Tver?
I went to the station to see my friends off,
went into the car with them...
- What happened next?
I heard... Far away...
They don't blow any whistles anymore.
- What d'you mean, they don't?
What about that...
- I did itjust now, but not the steam
engine.
- My poor nightingale!
- I've been thinking about you all the way.
So while I was getting back, I
was robbed. - How horrible!
At the station I was completely naked...
With passengers around me, y'know.
Ultimately naked?
Without anything on?
No, I had something on,
of course.
- What exactly?
- Definitely my undergarments.
What undergarments precisely?
- So you had your undies on?
The thieves didn't manage to take
them away from me. Though they tried.
Well, as they say, it's all clear
as day now. - Nothing is clear.
In what exactly manner, if you
had been robbed in a railway car in Tver,
your things turned up at the pavement
outside 5, Tavricheskaya St?
- Well, that was... so to say.
- Speak up.
Were they found?
Here Are your things.
And here's the man who found them.
Is it you?
What's wrong?
Be kind enough not to speak Doggese.
Pay me for bringing your things
to you.
Sorry, this is the evidence now.
What evidence?
Give me my things!
I'm alive, I'm home, and please
get out with your service dogs.
Stepped on my paw!
The corpse was a trouble-maker.
An ugly mug.
Zakharych, bring me my house coat.
And you, Marfa, some hot tea and
rum.
My hen, how good to be back home.
My sunny bunny,
so many worries within one day.
The fate inevitably approached
Announce me, dear.
Lady, some gentleman asks for
you.
- Who's that?
- Looks A