Метод Фрейда 2 / Freud's Method 2. Сериал. 4 Серия. StarMedia. Детектив. 2015

These two victims had in common. Freud believes that they were not accidental victims. There's something else here. - What should I do? ‒ Look up Freud. I can feel that he is preparing some surprise for us. Again. With such care, they will not live to the aquarium. Lyuda, the task of searching for Freud is cancelled. There will be no surprises. What are you doing here? I asked myself this question a thousand times. Here you have. What is it? A statement about voluntary resignation from your job? ‒ What kind of nonsense is this? ‒ It's absolute nonsense. However, my signature is there.

You will only have to add your signature and a date. The surprises continue! What will happen if I sign it? I wonder myself. We'll see. I bet the third barrel, I overbet on the river. Experienced players don't do that except as a last resort. What if the competitor has nuts? I found it! The last two victims studied at the Moscow Institute of Physics and Technology. - What does it mean? I do not know yet. ‒ Go there, then. - Yes ma'am. - Where are you going? ‒ To the most dangerous place, as always. ‒ As if we weren't separated at all! ‒ I came just for a minute.

To personally thank you for the anointing. It was not in vain that you experimented with children. Heals wounds quickly. - Glad to hear it. ‒ As for the children… What did you teach the orphans? I forgot. - I did not tell you that. ‒ It's time to tell me. Considering your goodness, I am sure that you cultivated reason, kindness and eternal values… as a teacher of what? ‒  Mathematics, physics and chemistry. - It's what I thought. They are Permikin and Terentyev. Of course I remember them. However, my brain refuses to believe this. When they were students, they were very active.

They participated in all the events, attended the alumni meetings. Everyone was happy about their successes and the fact that they were still friends. What was the name of that trio? I'll remember in a moment... ‒ A threesome? - Yes Yes. It's a terrible nightmare. I don't understand anything. It's a nightmare I want to wake up from! I haven't seen any dreams in a long time. It's my job. I'll just ask one question and leave. A video was uploaded to the Internet in which a man beats a teenager. People say in the comments that it was his husband, Mr.

Permikin. What are you saying? That? What comments, what video? ‒ Are these your police tricks? ‒ No, why… he had never raised his hand to anyone! He didn't even let the children be punished! Yes, yes... of course... but the video and the comments... I'm coming. How much passion! Don't break your nails. I discovered that the two victims were not the only friends. They had a third friend: Dmitry Skachkov, from the same institute. -Is he still alive? - He is. ‒ No, he is a good friend. ‒ I haven't found it yet. Who are you writing so aggressively to? Don't tell me you're writing a protocol.

He writes me a maniac. I see! On the other hand, if he let a magazine publish photos of him naked I would get used to manic women writing to me in a few months. And you still can't get used to it! I've almost gotten used to it. However, he is writing to my mother. Mom, it's bad. Before I finish my break, he writes down a number. - What number? ‒ You will find it useful. This is Stepa. He likes people to call him Eduard. And I call him Steve. Who is this Steve? A hacker! He's sitting God knows where, hacking everything that can be hacked.

Last year he hacked into the FBI system for the third time. They have been looking for him for five years but can't find him. He'll find your maniac in no time. - Thank you so much. - You are welcome. Skachkov...he Now he has no family or close friends; There is no one in his house and the neighbors don't know where he is. ‒ What happens with his work? ‒ He is the director of a large company. He doesn't inform anyone. They don't know when he will return. When he does, they will call us. We had luck! We've got a stranger's nuts in a three-bet pot!

Are you talking about your poker or our life, Rome? There is no difference, Viktor Ivanovich. You know it yourself. And one more thing: we will win and we will get a lot of money. Someone is looking for Skachkov and can't find him... if he's still alive, that is. Here is our agent! Steve? Thanks from me! It took him 10 minutes to find my maniac. - You can imagine? He is a real magician! -He is a lazy guy. He was not attentive enough when checking a surveillance camera in Riga. Although I thought... I don't know what the passenger is wearing.

What passenger? In five or six hours our potentially dead Skachkov will arrive by train. We will meet him calmly, considering that we are not the only ones looking for him. Freud, you will remain on duty. Sit down. Who is your maniac? Yevgeniy Mikhaylov. Enjoy! Thank you. Is he a soldier or is his passionate heart caged in prison? No, he's not that far away. He is a ninth grader at the 200-something school, to be more exact. Poor Yevgeny! What did you do with it? Nothing. I simply called his parents and read the excerpts that I liked the most.

They'll figure it out without me. I suggest we celebrate your liberation from an evil thug. What are you doing tonight? You have nothing to do with my release. And they have already invited me. I mean I'm busy tonight. I understand you. Is he Freud's hacker? I beg your pardon. Freud is waiting for me. Have a lovely evening! ‒  Yes, I'll come earlier tonight… ‒  Did you call me? I will call you later. Forward. Freud said that he wrote a letter of resignation. -Yes. He did it to pressure me. - Bring it to me. You're not going to sign it, are you?

I do not think. But it will be good to have on hand. Riga Railway Station A BODY ‒  What happens if we can't recognize it? -He will recognize himself, right? - It's not you. - No, its not me. If it's not you, go home. Working days What is it? It's unpleasant to look at! ‒  I don't understand how… ‒  How do you find time for that? The same staff. Another bastard. We can't see his face. Read the comments. So that? We have all the data. The subscriber cannot be reached at this time... ‒ Freud cannot be reached at this time. - What will we do?

Do you have that hacker Steve's phone number? Steve? Yes. Call him and ask him to delete the video from the web. Good! I have the strangest feeling that we are here like two idiots. Don't worry. Idiots don't walk in pairs. Then I will leave you in proud solitude. What kind of idiotic joke is this? It's not an idiotic joke. It's a prediction. ‒ What prediction, damn it? ‒ It is based on facts. Can you nod? Do you want me to tell you why these people were killed and why you are the next victim? I think you can guess it yourself, right?

Let's do it this way: You'll go with me and nod while you listen to my story about how it all happened. - Hello. ‒ Give it to Anna. - What about you? - I'm busy. - One moment. How are we going? ‒ The subway is nearby. At the moment it is not possible to locate Freud or his hacker. - What are you insinuating? ‒ I'm not implying anything. Either Freud and the hacker agree or someone very intelligent doesn't want Freud to see the videos sooner than necessary. The one who uploads fake videos that Steve can't trace. This is what he was implying!

Skachkov? Yes. Freud said that he would tell everything on his behalf. ‒ Was Freud at the train station? -Yes, he was him. Where is he now? You know Freud! He left but he didn't say where. Tell me. - Good night. - Happens. - It was his fault. ‒ Be more exact. I'll tell you a story now. In your fifth year of school, after a nightclub... ...three drunk bastards broke into your apartment. She called us herself and we decided… You tried to resist but it was in vain. I was like in a fog… They raped you. Then she left the institute.

The case was forgotten. You can't forget something like that. What about forgiveness? You decided to take revenge. Kolya and Igor were killed. Of course, you didn't beat them to death yourself. However, you found a person you could pressure to do it. Why are you telling me that? I noticed an interesting book here. “A Crime and a Punishment” by Fedor Dostoyevskiy. Do you like it? I do not believe you would do it. Because the punishment can be different. Sometimes regret is scarier than the punishment itself. We will all die but only a few will repent. Let's assume you won't be able to kill Skachkov.

He is in the prosecutor's office. I won't say he is repenting but he is on his way. I came to my senses a day later. She was bleeding, covered in tears and God knows what else. I went to the hospital on my own. They gave me medical help but I heard a lot about myself. “A whore” was the least rude word. Strict national medical reality! You don't want to sympathize with me. I feel sorry for you. My way. Did you decide to take revenge 20 years later? Did I make it? Not precisely. Skachkov is still alive. So I have nothing to regret.

Then the three of you burst into... ‒ Natalia Dragileva's room. ‒  Dragileva? - Yes. ‒  Natalia Sergeevna? I don't know her father's name. Oleg, finish him off yourself. I know where Freud is. I must warn you. OK. Start from the beginning and tell me all the details. Hello. I've been keeping it in me for 20 years. Then I thought: “What am I afraid of”? And you told your daughter everything. We are not very close to my daughter. She currently lives in New York. She is a software developer. She wanted me to tell her who her father was. So I told him.

She is a strong girl. The genes of one of those bastards must be strong. However, she is smarter. Did she come up with this idea? Did she kill Egor Danilin? ‒ No. Egor was killed before that. - Why not? You ruined his older brother's life because of your revenge. I wouldn't be surprised if you had sent his younger brother to the other world. I worried about Slava. You cared about him so much that he murdered three people. After that you didn't leave Slava alone. You hid him and fed him. You didn't believe my story about the girlfriend.

I beg you! Who invites friends over for tea and sausage sandwiches? I understand you had to rub salt in your former student's wounds. His hands shouldn't shake while he kills his rapists. ‒ Will they arrest me? - So that? You didn't kill anyone. Danilin did it, so he is responsible. Can? - Arrest! - That? - I'm sorry, but I have to go. - Wait. One minute. Look, you can't believe everything that's shown on the Internet! Arrest! I hate it when someone hits me in the face. My thoughts are confused. Life is so strange. You're doing the right thing but sometimes...

Yes. Do you have any tissues? I've asked you before. Don't count on it. I won't go to the square and I won't regret it. Why make angels blush with shame? End of episode four