Stalnaya babochka

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This motion picture

is based on real events.

EXIT ONLY:

The train won't go any further.

Please exit the cars.

Hey, miss!

Miss!

STEEL BUTTERFLY:

Look who's walking!

Charlie, come here!

Hold it, Chuma(=Plague)!

Cops!

Well, do you like it?

- Yes.

Let's go!

In a hurry?

- What's the matter?

We have reserved a table at the caf,

but forgot our money at the orphanage.

Good evening!

Here!

Check this out!

Not older than 15.

- Yes, and again with stockings.

The dog patrol lost his trail.

Apparently he got into a car.

I have no doubt.

This one also untouched?

At first glance, yes.

What is he, impotent?

Why doesn't he at least rape them?

What?

- He might leave a trace then.

You're...

This is the third murder

in the same area.

We're working on it.

Well...

The subway guard recognised her.

She arrived after 23 o'clock.

Carrying this easel.

- Sketchbook.

Yes, that's what I'm saying.

- "Easel"...

Let's go. We're expected in the

guard room, at the station.

See!

Here she came out of the subway car,

here she took a turn,

showed up on the 7th camera,

and was supposed to show up on the 9th,

but didn't.

So she was attacked somewhere here.

Now, where could he

have gotten there from?

From where? Anywhere.

The cameras show only the alleyways.

Tolya, you're a fisher or something?

- No, just occasionally.

Know what I thought?

Roll it.

See that guy?

He came out, looked in her direction

and followed her.

Wait a moment.

Let's see more.

See? Later he went

in the opposite direction.

Exactly. He could have

bypassed the station,

and intercepted her here.

No. A maniac would not hang around

on the platform with a beer.

Charlie, what did you buy?

It would have been twice cheaper

in the tunnel!

You don't like something, Charlie?

No, I just mentioned it.

Wafer, can you

put it all in your mouth?

Put the money down first.

Chuma, give me to drink.

Don't give her,

she'll suck it all up.

Get lost.

What?

Chuma, let's get glue

for the rest of the money.

Charlie, you have glue for brains.

If you had a lot of money,

what would you buy apart from the glue?

Food.

- And after you've eaten your fill?

Chuma, one wants to eat every day.

- You don't say!

Wow!

Mommy!

Let's answer to Mommy!

- Sure, go ahead.

Hello?

That's me, Mom.

I just drank some cold beer

with the boys, here at the bar.

Your son will be late, Mommy!

He is resting in the nature.

Very, very late!

Get up everybody! Quickly!

Come on! It's not like

you haven't been here before.

I'm listening.

Hi.

Who's that, Chumakova?

None other.

- Long time no see.

Where do we keep the juvenile statistics?

- In the 2nd box.

Asfaltzavod village, Trudovaya street,

Shatura Orphanage.

Why's it so hard

to stay where you belong?

I'm a free person

in a free country.

I felt like going for a ride and I did.

- Don't get smart with me.

I have a whole dossier "Chumakova".

To which I will add a robbery

with grievous bodily harm.

Why robbery?

I didn't pull the knife.

Tell it in court.

Maybe they'll believe.

What kind of a knife was it?

May I smoke?

Let me see.

Wow.

You're done for, kid.

You will remember Shatura Orphanage

as the most beautiful years

of your life.

Look, guys:

are you not f***ing her or what?

You have to make yourself to,

otherwise it can cost you dearly.

Why couldn't the maniac

have strangled that trash?

One feels sorry

for the good girls,

but no one wouldn't even notice

if this one were dead!

What kind of a maniac

would fancy those?

Well, boys, what do you say?

One can see a setup

from a mile's distance.

We need an actual minor.

Are you crazy?

They can at least break loose,

but what could a child do?

Lyuda, you look like a mad hooker.

You think I'm enjoying this?

Like I've nothing else to do than

walk around in the woods without pants.

Well, Nikita,

what did you draw?

Look at this! He'll be a cop.

- Nikita!

Off you go.

Come on.

All right, girls,

let's call it an evening. Go home.

But not in that attire,

or a divorce is guaranteed.

So, Maslova, you did not hit him?

No.

- Only Chumakova did?

Yes.

- How many times?

Three.

- Three times? And you didn't hit?

No, I'm afraid of blood.

- You don't say!

Tamara Nikolayevna,

can you spare a moment?

Talk please.

I'm listening to you.

Sit still!

I can't! I just can't.

We have the victim's complaint,

and everything has been registered.

- I'll take care of the victim.

We can replace the documents in the

registry. It's not the first time.

Do you realise that

no one will be looking for her.

No, Hanin. She is overdue for prison.

Got it?

Why do you worry? If she won't go now,

she certainly will in a year.

Come on. Tamara.

Let us agree.

You're not getting it,

are you, Grisha?

The way she humiliated me

in front of all,

she'll go in and stay in

until I retire.

I won't give her to you!

Understood?

I'm sorry. Of course.

I didn't realise.

Oh, Tamara, I almost forgot.

I wanted to tell you something.

We busted a brothel gang recently.

- Let me pass, guys.

There were two minors, 14 years old.

- So?

Would you believe:

They both wrote that it was you

who sold them to the pimps.

...do you realise

a person has disappeared...

For 500 USD a piece.

You trying to scare me or something?

Please...

You think I believed them?

They tore those papers up

in front of my eyes,

and ate them without water.

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