Novosibirsk Control Center, Davydov speaking.
Dima, we have a problem.
What is this number?
That's not important, a prisoner's missing.
She wasn't on the bus.
Maybe she just overslept at TPK-7?
Just check with Kulikov.
Damn it, Dima, listen to me, she's gone.
Kulikov is gone as well, fuck!
Do you hear what I'm telling you?
Wait, wait a minute!
Kulikov is gone?
Oh, fuck me, fuck me…
Okay, Vasya, Vasya…
Do you hear me? You have to focus.
Can you do it?
Yes, yes…
- Fuck. - Give me the PN.
Oh, God, Dima, prisoner number 4-0-3-6-7.
And her name is Gali Levy.
Got it.
And Vasya, hang up the phone.
And don't talk to anyone.
Come on, they'll be able to explain it better.
As for how exactly she disappeared,
we at the embassy don't have answers.
Even the Russians can't say.
What do you mean "can't say"?
Did they do something to her? Where is she?
A guard in Novosibirsk noticed an inmate missing from the bus,
and reported back to Moscow.
The incident was logged in the system.
Why are you saying "incident"? What incident?
Those buses stop at stations along the route,
there are these makeshift facilities where inmates can sleep for a night,
sometimes get something to eat, and then it's back on the buses.
Turns out at the last stop in Krasnoyarsk, Gali was left behind.
That's where they lost her.
You can tell them about the guard.
They suspected someone bribed a guard to release Gali.
They even flew an investigator in from Moscow,
but by the time he arrived, that guard had already left the country.
He escaped house arrest with his whole family,
took his wife, the kids.
They even took the dog.
So whoever paid the bribe…
spared no expense.
Girls, I think you've gotten your answers.
And that's the point, I'm afraid,
the embassy has reached the end of its role in this matter.
What do you mean "the end"? Where's my daughter?
You heard it too. Sounds like someone smuggled her out of prison.
- Who? - You're asking us?
No, because I'm supposed to know?
Would you stop for a second, please?
Point is, it's tabloid territory now.
Prison breaks, bribing guards…
As an official body, we're not comfortable dealing with this,
even indirectly.
So even this meeting right now,
why do you think we're in a synagogue and not at the embassy?
We're doing this as a favor to you.
Your daughter was arrested with drugs in her possession,
while her case is still in court, she escapes from prison,
someone bribes a guard. Come on, that sounds normal to you?
I don't care how it sounds, you're supposed to help me.
Maybe ask for help from your new friends at the FSB?
I don't need your help, Ami.
Orna, with all due empathy,
this case crossed a while ago from diplomatic into criminal.
And with all the trouble you stirred up back home with the Americans,
you should be thanking us for even taking this meeting.
Rami, you realize it's the second time you've asked to be thanked?
If I were you, I'd look into what void drives that urge,
professionally, personally, maybe something from childhood.
Thank you, Rita.
Let's go, Ami.
She doesn't even know that her father died.
I'm really sorry.
Have some sugar, you'll feel better.
Do you think Gali is still alive?
85%, I'd say.
I mean, why bribe a guard to smuggle someone out of prison
only to kill her right after, you know?
So whoever bribed the guard, that's who has her now.
Yes.
- Yuri Glaskov. - No.
Why not? She worked for him.
- You think she did… - Okay, I have a gut feeling--
A parent's gut feeling, and I mean no disrespect,
is one of the dumbest things--
Nadya mentioned an arms dealer
named Yuri Glaskov. This song is called "Yuri Glaskov."
Gali listened to it, specifically, marked it with a heart.
How is that not worth at least a quick check?
- What? - Leave that to me.
- You're not here for that. - Then what am I here for?
To put on a sad face when needed,
sign a power of attorney when needed,
cry in front of officials when needed.
Mom stuff.
And what are you here for?
Not mom stuff.
All right…
Wait here, we leave for a meeting in five minutes.
THE PHANTOM LIMB - YURI GLASKOV
LIBRARY FOR FOREIGN LITERATURE
Come on, when was the last time you were on a romantic date in a public library?
They're performing here tonight.
Who?
The band, the ones who sing the song about Yuri Glaskov.
They're playing at a club here in Moscow.
Okay.
Okay, then I think we should go.
They know who he is, they sing a song about Yuri Glaskov.
You don't think it's worth checking? Why?
Because I already checked.
There are three Yuri Glaskovs in the population registry.
One died 25 years ago,
one died in 2008,
and one is alive, but he isn't relevant.
Why have you already decided he isn't relevant to us?
Because unless you think Yuri Glaskov, eight years old,
from an elementary school in Yakutsk,
is the one who bribed a guard to get your daughter released--
- Okay, I get it. - So there's no such person in Russia.
But you know what?
If you feel like seeing a show, go see a show…
Okay, that's enough.
Here he is. Look sad. Son of a bitch, trash. Always late.
- Who is this guy again? - One of our spies in Russia.
But honestly, a really lousy spy.
Sergei, over here.
What an idiot…
Who's this?
- Why is she here? - She's the mom, Sergei.
- Rita… - Sergei…
I brought her here because I know
that under your tough façade
hides a kind person.
True, you're a sad, balding nebbish,
but you have a good heart.
Have a seat.
Am I really balding?
How is your family, the kids?
I don't think they like me.
- How could anybody not like you? - My mom used to say that.
If we are already talking about mothers,
maybe you can explain to me, and to my friend here,
what did exactly your colleagues do with her daughter.
You promised her a deal, she did her part.
She made this hacker girl sign the appeal.
So, what's going on here?
You used to be such a gentleman.
Offering her that deal was in poor taste to begin with.
Why?
Because her daughter was simply not ours to give.
Explain.
Gali was only on loan to us, the FSB,
to help with the negotiations for Nadya, our operative.
But originally, your daughter's arrest was completely unrelated to all that.
So, why was she arrested if there were no drugs?
She was arrested because
someone influential paid the right people.
Airport security, court officials, guards.
And now the loan has expired,
and your daughter was smuggled out of prison
and given back to her original owner.
What do you mean, "her original owner"?
Orna…
Who is this man, Sergei?
Who paid all these people just to get this one girl?
- This I can't say, Rita. - Sergei…
Rita…
Could it be that you're a little bit scared?
Not just a bit.
I am extremely scared.
And so should you.
His name is Yuri Glaskov?
The man that has Gali.
No, no, not him. I'm sorry.
Margarita, please,
trust me when I say that neither you, nor myself,
nor those who sent you here should meddle in this,
especially not on Russian soil.
What did he say?
Can you please loop me in?
I have a side in this, too.
Yes, just not an important side, sadly.
I have to make a call.
Take a minute, unwind with a book.
- Allo? - Yevgeni, this is Orna.
You remember me?
Yes, Orna from Israel.
I need the favor that you promised me.
I checked in the court records.
A man called Punin filed a complaint against a man called Yuri Glaskov
here in Moscow two months ago.
But it was rejected because they couldn't find a man
with that name, Yuri Glaskov, in their population database.
So I asked a former client.
He's the kind of guy that doesn't exist in the database either.
So, where is he? This Punin.
He's in the bar.
The bar on the right.
You can call it the Moscow Bureau of Missing Persons.
Hello.
I'm looking for someone who come here sometimes, maybe?
I don't understand.
I'm looking for a Punin.
Punin?
Yes.
He's there, fixing the fridge.
Thanks.
Hi, hello. Are you Punin?
Sorry to bother you.
I'm looking for someone, and I understand maybe you can help me.
And why do you understand that?
His name is Yuri Glaskov.
Stas.
We will talk private, okay?
Yeah, okay.
What does someone like you
need from someone like Yuri?
- I have a business proposition for him. - No you don't.
He lose your money, too?
- No, no, I… I just-- - You a cop?
Me? No, no, no.
No, how can I be a cop? I'm… I don't even speak Russian.
- You could be a cop from somewhere else. - No, no, I'm… I'm not a cop.
I'm not a cop.
You're not a cop, huh?
Really.
I just need to talk to Yuri.
Stand in line, everybody wants Yuri.
Okay, listen, listen.
If you really have a business,
I can help you. I can get you everything you need.
I have great connections, people with experience…
Thank you. I just… I really need to talk to him. To Yuri.
So if you have his phone number, or…
Phone number will not help you.
Why?
Because dead men can’t answer.
No one hear from him, three months.
The office is locked, the telephone is disconnected.
You don't need Yuri, you need us.
Wait, he has an office?
Here in Moscow?
- They're all ex-soldiers. - Fine, "soldiers."
Don't ever do that behind my back again.
Listen. Yuri Glaskov hired them as couriers for a job three months ago.
They came here, to this office,
to meet an employee of his, sign, and get an advance.
They were supposed to go to Nepal,
wait for a package coming from India, and smuggle it into Russia.
But they got to Nepal, sat there a week,
and the package never arrived.
So they wound up stranded,
without plane tickets, without money,
and only when they returned, they realized Yuri Glaskov disappeared.
One of them told me he heard Yuri Glaskov stole
from an oligarch he worked for, and that's why he disappeared.
So either he got away from him…
or didn't get away in time.
Light over here.
You still don't know if this ties to Gali.
I do.
The employee they met here, they described her.
A girl in her 20s, English with an accent,
a birthmark here, by the eye.
How do you even know how to do this stuff?
Are you born with it, do they put you through a course?
Course.
"By the way, Orna, I'm so glad you insisted, really…
I was totally wrong about you, and I'm so sorry."
If your daughter is as annoying as you are,
I completely get why she vanished.
I don't know what I expected an arms dealer's office to look like,
but not this.
Because it's not his, it's a place you rent by the hour.
And looks like no one's been here for months.
We need to get out of here now.
- Why? - They know we're here. Now.
- Here? - Yes, second floor. Hurry!
Come on.
- Forget the elevator! - But they're here!
They're using the stairs! There they are!
Stop! Hold it, bitch!
Come on!
I don't get it. Who are they?
People looking for Glaskov.
They had the office under surveillance.
- So what now? - Nothing.
Nothing? But we didn't get any answers.
Which answer didn't you get? You got all the answers.
Yuri Glaskov is an arms dealer.
He stole from the oligarch he worked for and got in deep.
Your daughter worked for Glaskov and got in deep too. The end.
How is that the end of anything?
Wait, so this oligarch is the one who had Gali arrested?
- He has her now? - I think so.
Then we find the oligarch and explain Gali's not involved, she's just…
Orna, someone who can get the police
to detain people for him at the airport
and then vanish them from prison,
even if you reach him, what do you say?
"My daughter only worked for the man who stole from you"?
Let's say, yes.
Then let's find Yuri Glaskov.
How does that help you now?
Because it's his fault. It's all his fault.
He's the one who stole, so why should Gali pay for it?
Okay, say you find him, and say he can't sleep from guilt,
because he's a wonderful person, unlike the piece of scum he probably is.
So he tells you, "Sorry I dragged your daughter into this, Mrs. Orna."
Then what? How exactly does that move us forward?
I don't know. What else can I do? He's got my daughter.
I don't know where she is, if she's okay.
You tell me, what am I supposed to do?
First, we have to get out of here.
I'm booking us tickets home for tomorrow.
We'll come at it from another angle, I'm sorry.
You said you'd help me.
Yes, and I also told you when we met,
there are things I'm allowed to do, and things I'm not.
Starting a world war with a local oligarch is…
just not in the budget.
Can you pull over?
Can you please pull over?
Here, fine.
Come on, Orna, where are you going?
What are you doing?
Fine, then. Good luck to you.
Hi.
Can I… Can I just go inside, just to…
Thanks.
Hey.
I love your music.
I'm Orna. What's your name?
Why?
I don't… I don't know.
It's a secret?
I'm out, call me when you're done here.
All right.
I see you've found our Mr. Grumpy.
He doesn't open up easily, but he has a big heart,
and a huge dick.
I don't understand Russian, sorry.
I said he has a huge penis.
I'm still trying to understand what's his name.
It's okay. I'm good.
Maybe you're lucky. One moment he doesn't talk,
the next he seduce you to stay and hear him deejay.
Huh, Roma?
So, you're deejaying here now, Roma?
You know, I'm from Israel.
I came all the way and you didn't play my favorite song.
"Yuri Glaskov" I think is the name.
- No, we don't play this song. - What?
- I said we don't play this song anymore. - Why?
There's too many new songs.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
I just thought-- Wait, wait, sorry…
Did you… in the show,
did you look at me?
No, no, it's…
With the stage, everything, the lights…
It's blinding. So I'm sorry.
So… And… Just wait.
Just… sorry.
Who-who is Yuri Glaskov from the song?
It's no one. It's just a…
teacher I had when I was a kid.
I'm sorry. And I have to go… Okay?
You forgot your drink.
- See, you're bothering me. - You don't want your drink?
No, I need to concentrate and you're bothering me.
- So just tell me who is Yuri Glaskov. - I told you,
- he was a sports teacher in my school. - But I know you are lying.
So please, just tell me who is Yuri Glaskov and I'll leave you alone.
Excuse us, miss…
There.
So…
I'm going to go now. Okay?
Okay.
I don't feel very well.
What did you do? Did you take something?
But you have a phone, yeah? You can order a taxi?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay.
So…
So you're going to be okay?
Yeah? You all right?
Damn… Check out this hot chick!
Okay, so…
Where… Where are you staying?
Address? What is the address?
18 Ba'alei Ha'Nissim Street.
Hey… How are you, good boy?
You can sit.
Come, come. Sit on the sofa.
Jako.
Maybe it was something in one of the glasses you drank.
You look pale. I think if you'll sleep you'll feel better.
So who is Yuri Glaskov?
I told you.
I know it's not the truth.
You see this? This is me.
When I was eight, my father sent me to boarding school.
And this was my sports teacher.
He was a tough guy.
A very manly man like my father.
And I remember on Wednesdays he took us to the tracks where we used to run.
With this teacher, everything was a very brutal competition.
If you would come last, he would humiliate you in front of all the other children.
And I wasn't very good at sports.
But I had a kid in my class, Anton, who was even worse,
so I got lucky.
But on this day, Anton was sick, so not so lucky.
And I remember how I started crying while I was running.
I see all the other children waiting for me at the end of the tracks,
thirsty for blood,
but when I get there…
they weren't even looking at me.
They didn't see the tears.
They didn't even notice I was there
because this man collapsed
on the tracks and died.
Heart attack at the age of 45
in front of all the other children.
And his name was Yuri Glaskov.
And that is what the song is about.
That is very sad.
No, it's not sad. He was a bully.
He deserved it.
You are a very sweet boy.
Why did your dad send you there so young?
Yuri Glaskov
I'm gonna close my eyes now, okay?
GOOGLE YURI GLASKOV
Hi, it's Rita. I sent you four faces,
can you run them through the system?
Yes, I'm here.
Yes.
Got it. So that's a positive ID?
Thanks, good night.
ORNA LEVY
Orna, where are you? Stay away from that show.
Call me the moment you hear this.
Kostya.
RITA: CALL ME BACK ASAP!
UDI SHARABANI WE SHOULD DO THIS MORE OFTEN
GALI, MY LOVE, HERE'S A LITTLE GIFT
HAPPY PASSOVER! LOVE, MOM
Please don't touch my stuff.
Why do you have her book here?
- Didn't know I had it. - Why do you have it?
I said it was a mistake to bring you here--
Why do you have my daughter's book in your apartment?
'Cause she left it here.
Gali… Why was she here with this? What?
Did you do something to her?
- I didn't do anything to her. - Then why did you lie? Why was she here?
I didn't do anything to her, she was the one who used me.
She was my girlfriend.
What do you mean, "girlfriend"? For how long?
I don't know, a couple of weeks. A month.
I…
I don't know where she is, and I'm… I'm so worried.
And I know she spent some time here in Moscow.
And I know she worked for a man called Yuri Glaskov
- who got her into trouble, and I'm-- - She didn't work for Yuri Glaskov.
- No, I know she did. - No, she didn't.
Why are you so sure?
Because she was Yuri Glaskov.
She couldn't use her real name,
so she picked a fake one. From my song.
Why did you lie to me when I asked you about it?
Because I was trying to keep you safe.
Safe from what?
The oligarch?
You know who he is. Tell me.
Tell me.
Gali wouldn't want you to get into trouble because of her. Okay?
I think you should go back to Israel.
What I should… What I need now is to know who is this man.
- What is the oligarch's name? - No, you don't, you don't want to know
because this is how people get their arms broken.
You said Gali used you. How did she use you?
What did you have that Gali needed?
What was it?
- Tell me. - Roma, open the door!
Listen. This man, he has Gali. Do you understand that?
Be quiet.
And she's all alone there.
And she needs me to help her.
So please just tell me, who is this man?
Hurry, hurry up! Take her with you.
Put on the clothes. Hurry up. Take her stuff too.
- Come on. Let's go, don't talk. - No. Wait, wait. Why are you taking…
Which of them is the mother?
That one.
Do you know who I am?
I am the man your daughter stole from.
She has nothing to do with it.
Shut up.
You've done enough damage.
"Nothing to do with it…"
Her friend here works for the Israeli Ministry of Defense,
that's why she's here now.
Question is, did they already find what her daughter stole from me, or not.
Excuse me, please.
It's true that I was looking for the stolen item,
but I backed down once I realized it was yours.
And advised my friend,
who's just looking for her daughter, to do the same. End of story.
We're flying back to Israel tomorrow,
so if you just let us return to our hotel,
we'll be gone tomorrow and never return.
Please.
Whatever she did, I can fix it or…
Please, just… Please tell me where she is.
- Did you do a full search? - Yes.
Went through their personal items and frisked them.
- At the hotel? - Of course.
We found nothing, but…
the mom had this.
You know this man?
I don't know.
Leave her alone!
She's not in on anything!
She didn't even know that Gali was in Moscow!
You are lying to me. Why do you have his passport?
I never met him. Never.
I just… I found it in my daughter's things.
I think he's dead. I'll do whatever you want.
I just want my daughter back.
Your daughter is dead.
Go back to Israel.
Orna, she's not dead.
He's lying.
Will you shut up? I will break your other arm.
Drive them to the airport. He will work it out on his own.
She is not dead. He's lying.
Your daughter is dead.
We released her from a prison.
I shot her in the forest. Hmm?
She didn't suffer.
Orna, no.
Enough, Roman! Please, don't be foolish!
Say one…
more word.
She's not dead.
She's not dead. He keeps her in his house.
He won't let anybody see her.
Right, Dad?