did.
We don't deserve a credit though.
It returned by itself.
Yes?
What else happened there?
An emergency?
Put him on the line.
Blagovolin is speaking.
Hello, Vasily Vasilevich.
Yes, I'm here.
First one thing, then another.
One lady stole an ambulance.
What?
Oh, you've got her!
I'm all ears.
Yes.
Yes.
No, she didn't come here.
She went straight to you.
What is she saying?
Space hypnosis?
Did she see UFOs as well?
Vasily Vasilevich.
Let's do this.
Let me check some details
and I'll call you back.
Your Zamyatina made it over there.
She's not ours.
I don't give a damn about her.
What's important is there is a hole.
She slipped through somehow.
Lyuda, it's Blagovolin.
Let me talk to Him.
Hello, Vasily Vasilevich.
Yes, it's me.
I have a hospital director here.
He says he can swear
that Zamyatina has a mental disorder.
Excellent.
Yes, now she's
in remission.
And that stolen car.
She left from her hospital shift.
Yes, that's what I think
Yes, return her here.
Look how healthy he is.
But we can't have him.
He's a local halfwit.
And children, too.
And geniuses.
This is screwed up.
Every third body can't be used.
Different way of thinking.
What are we going to do with them?
Camps?
Prisons?
Let them be
for now.
You are a paratrooper.
Prepare the ground.
Then specialists will come.
They'll get good bodies.
They'll figure it out.
Zamyatin.
Zamyatin.
I'll shoot.
Oh, it's you.  Still running around?
You think you're immortal?
From this distance I'll shoot
your head to pieces.
What do you want?
I want you to destroy the telescope.
You know too little about us.
That's why you're judgment is wrong.
Our goals are humane.
We're bringing you happiness
that you've always dreamed of.
You will not have diseases.
You will live for 300 years.
We will give you an immortal consciousness
that is free of all the human complexities:
Love,
conscience, good, humanity.
All that you consider to be the goal
of the existence of the humankind,
is not worth a dime.
It's an atavism.
Just garbage in the consciousness
of humankind...
you can't get rid of it.
That's why you idealize it.
I need you
to destroy the telescope.
What if I say no?
Then I'll shoot.
We're bringing you what
you're longing for yourself.
We're simply speeding up this process.
Hello, observatory!
I'm Angle 11.
I'm Angle 11.
Observatory!
Give it back!
Give it to me!
Don't you dare use it!
Let's go.
Look.
One more light went up.
Don't get too close.
What the matter with him?
He's in pain.
Don't get too close.
What ...
Where?
Where?
What's wrong with me?
Where am I?
What's wrong with me?
What's happening to him?
I don't know.
What is it?
I'll never be able to shoot.
I don't remember anything.
I can't remember anything.
I can't...THE MEDIATIOR
Based on the book by A. Mirer
"The Main Noon"
Part 3.
Tell me...
In the morning on the roadside,
when I was  talking to the lieutenant.
The Sphere was already
inside of a bread truck?
Yes.
Now I understand.
Even before the accident
I found loaves of bread that
somebody dumped on the curb.
I couldn't understand
why would any man do it.
I made a mistake in the very beginning.
It was not a man.
Does it mean that Kiselev
is a creature from another planet?
Yes.
From the moment he met this Sphere.
What do you mean?
There is a theory.
It bears the name of Vinner.
OK.
Just imagine
that we made a copy
of your personality
and recorded it on a special crystal.
Then with the help of this device
we can plant it inside
the brain of any human
and completely conquer him.
Absolute power.
A human will not change on the outside.
But he'll cease to exist as a personality.
He'll become a functioning unit,
a bearer of an alien mind.
So, Chernov and Ruchenko
are not guilty?
It looks like it.
What's that?
These are calculations of the active
signal for the transmission in space.
Great.
Everything's figured out.
They