Moscow Chill Page #2

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- Vassli.

- Ray.

Come with me,

visiting hour just started.

The boss called three times already.

He's want to see what he paid for.

I was thinking you meant

more like a hospital...

No, thank God,

he's healthy like a horse.

Give me your hands.

- No way! No way.

- Don't panic.

But to get past this door we have

to pretend like we're arrested.

I just got out of jail, forget it.

It 's no big deal. To get an American,

with no papers...

this far in already cost

ten thousand in bribes.

Unfortunately, not everyone

is for sale here anymore.

So put out your hands.

You came this far.

If they don't let us go,

don't eat the soup.

Exercise time is over.

All prisoners return to their cells.

Victor Sergeevich, hello!

Here he is.

Finally. Finally I see the man

I'm so proud to know.

What?

I've put on a few pounds,

but do you not really recognize me?

- I'm Victor, Victor...

- Dubinsky?

- You used to do my mother's books.

- Yes.

- And her taxes. It 's been...

- Eleven years, my friend.

So, you're the big boss

of these guys?

Amazing, yes?

Anything is possible in this country.

Sit down.

You spent a lot of cash to fly me

from one jail to another.

You know, on paper I'm worth

over 300 million dollars.

No wonder you seem so happy.

Now tell me, how is your mom?

She's not so good.

She died last year.

I'm sorry to hear that.

She was very nice,

gave me confidence, always.

It 's kind of a funny place

for a reunion, Victor.

So what if he's American?

If Dubinsky brought him,

we should use him too.

Years ago, after the break up

of the Soviet State...

my partner and I we bought into

aluminum and natural gas mostly.

Some people might call it

"creative accounting".

Is that what you're in for,

fixing the books?

No.

I'm here cause of this f***ing

hypocrisy, and politics.

Okay, I'll set up a meeting.

The "guy" in the Kremlin declares that

my partner and I stole

in loans from the government

who gave it to us.

Technically it may

be called "theft"...

but the real reason

he put me here is because...

he's afraid I'll fight him

in the next elections.

Is your partner in

another cell here?

I only wish. He mysteriously

disappeared in a factory explosion.

Jesus...

As for me, they freeze

all my assets...

and offer me two choices:

a retirement package, which

means signing over the company...

or standing trial here in Moscow.

However, I see a third choice.

- Me, right?

- Yes, which is you.

There is lots of money floating

around in this country.

Tons. And most of this

money is dirty.

It moves from so-so Russian banks

to some secret accounts abroad.

And interestingly, the people it

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