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- Valentina Sergeevna?

- Yes.

Hello! My name is Oleg.

I am Tim's father.

The guy your daughter is seeing.

I am sorry,

I don't know anyone called Tim.

Right, and I only found out

about your daughter today.

- Have they broken the news to you yet?

- What news?

Did they say they are expecting?

Michael, I am from the Flight Center.

Sorry to bother you before the flight.

Are you going to be skydiving on your

own today? Without an instructor?

Yes, on my own. Why?

Have you checked the parachute?

What colour is it?

- It's red.

- Red?! They you are OK.

Apologies, we are looking for a

batch of rejetts. Have a safe flight.

Sorry, you must have the wrong number.

My daughter is sixteen.

Mine is a year older

than your Svetlana.

I am holding the ultrasound picture...

They want to have it. Maybe you can

talk the idiots out of it?

Are you done crying?

I explained my situation.

Why kind of a monster are you?

Just a man.

No different from you, Alevtina.

Five months ago you had an accident.

Now a fire.

One misfortune

after another, right?

- You find it funny?

- No, I find it repetitive.

Bastard!

I almost died during the flight

I thought there was something

wrong with the ring...

I am glad everything is OK.

But there are plenty of other

less dangerous activities.

Did something happen to Svetlana?

Where is she?

Why isn't she picking up?

Valentina, your daughter is fine.

She is at the movies.

And she is not pregnant.

But as you well know,

that's just a matter of time.

I called you about a month ago.

You said you can't

pay off your credit.

Call me one more time, I swear,

I will find you!

One million two hundred thousand

rubles.

That's your debt, Michael.

Please pay it back and

the calls will stop.

I will report you to the authorities.

No one has the right to stalk people...

Especially to accuse them.

Don't forget to mention your moral

suffering...

Ask them to pay for...

...your liposuction and...pedicure.

You seem to be doing very well

for someone who lost

their home in a fire.

- You are not Tim's father?

- No. I don't have kids at all...

But very many debtors

that act like children.

Hiding from collectors,

ignoring calls...

- Bastard...

- Hello! Hello? Valentina? Hello!

- Lisa?

- Yes.

I can't get through to Yurlov.

Where is he?

Yurlov has a doctor's appointment.

Maybe he switched his phone off.

- What doctor?

- Just a second.

Gastro... enterologist.

No, sorry, that's not it.

That was his last week's appointment.

Today he's got a procedure...

I only have four letters here.

Hard to make out what they are.

- FGDS?

- Sorry?

Is the first letter 'F'?

For 'father'? FGDS?

Looks like it.

OK. He has a gastroscopy...

I need his doctor's contacts.

What's this FGD...S?

Lisa, what am I,

an information desk?

But what if I am sick too?

What if I also need

this F-something?

FGTS is when you swallow

a thick long tube...

With a camera on the end...

...that checks out what's happening

in your stomach.

Oh no! I'd rather die

Find me the doctor's phone number

or better the one

for the nurse on duty.

Ok!

Did the nurse tell you

I can't talk right now?

I have a patient on the table.

It's an emergency.

Fire fighter Captain,

Chief Lieutenant Petrov.

We've been summoned to

21/24 Andronyevskaya.

Smells of something burning.

Can you come?

Or send someone quick?

Come and open the door?

I live in apartment 44.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, I am sure.

That's odd.

Why do I have your number then?

I don't know.

Let me remind you that I have

a patient with a tube in his stomach.

And the last question.

Do you live on the 9th floor?

- The 3rd.

- The 3rd?!?

So the operator made a mistake again?

Thank you for your cooperation!

Good bye!

Sergey, hello!

How do you feel?

- Who is this?

- My name is Arthur, I called you...

From a different number.

About your debt...

But we got disconnected.

So I had to distract your doctor.

I hope the procedure

wasn't too unpleasant?

They suspect a tumour.

The doctor was taking a biopsy

while you called.

You enjoy torturing people?

No, I don't like crossing the line.

But what am I to do if the clients

just don't get it any other way?

Consider it a warning.

With interest...

...you owe us a total of...

19,751,000 rubles.

Why do you keep saying 'us'?

You probably don't

even work at the bank?

Right. But that doesn't cancel the

fact that you borrowed money...

...that you made a commitment to return.

Or you want me

to cross the line again?

Hurry, or you'll miss your chance.

I have surgery on Monday.

You are not the first one to announce

they are dying.

And you know what's funny...

None of my debtors have, say,

rectal cancer.

And that's not something that rare...

...among regular patients.

I am not afraid of your threats.

I am more afraid of leaving my

family with nothing to live on.

Sure you do.

But which family are

you talking about right now?

You have at least two, right?

Raisa will manage, I am sure.

An apartment down town plus alimony

from her ex-husband...

Who... Actually, he doesn't know

it's your baby, does he?!

I see you've done your homework.

These are just the things that

were on the surface.

But if you insist...

How would you spell

'Ipatyevka' village?

To hell with you! OK, I will

transfer you half the amount today.

That's all I've got...

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