Anora (2024)
Genre:Â Drama, Romance
Director:Â Sean Baker
Writers:Â Sean Baker
Stars:Â Mikey Madison, Paul Weissman, Lindsey Normington, Emily Weider, Vincent Radwinsky
Synopsis:Â Anora, a young sex worker from Brooklyn, impulsively marries the son of a wealthy Russian oligarch. However, their whirlwind romance is threatened when his parents arrive in New York determined to have the marriage annulled, putting her fairytale in jeopardy.
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(“Greatest Day” by Take That, Robin Schulz and Calum Scott)
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Today this could be ♪
♪ The greatest day of our lives ♪
♪ Before it all ends ♪
♪ Before we run out of time ♪
♪ Stay close to me ♪
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Stay close to me ♪
♪ Watch the world come alive tonight ♪
♪ Stay close to me ♪
♪ Shine a light on our greatest days ♪
♪ Light up, light up ♪
♪ Shine a light on our greatest days ♪
♪ Light up, light up ♪
♪ Tonight this could be ♪
♪ The greatest night of our lives ♪
♪ Let’s make a new start ♪
♪ The future is ours to find ♪
♪ Can you see it? ♪
♪ Can you see it? ♪
♪ Can you see it in my eyes? ♪
♪ Can you feel it now? ♪
♪ Oh, can you feel it? ♪
♪ Can you hold it ♪
♪ In your arms tonight? ♪
♪ Hold on, hold on. ♪
(song ends)
(“Ha Ha” by Dunnï playing)
Hi.
Hi. I’m Ani.
No? You waiting for someone else?
All right. Are you sure?
Okay.
Hello. Hi.
How are you?
MAN: Hello.
Hi. I’m Ani. (chuckles)
Pleased to meet you.
Very nice to meet you.
Yes.
How you doing?
I’m doing well.
Yeah?
Thank you. Oh, quite lovely.
You can sit right there, okay?
(chuckles)
(“A1” by Aïcha Fall playing)
♪ Doing it daily, me I just wake up ♪
♪ And wonder what gift will my destiny… ♪
Okay.
(both chuckle)
MAN: Do you still talk to your family?
Do they know you do this?
Mm-hmm.
They do? They’re okay with it?
Yeah.
I’d be okay.
(laughs)
Does your family know you’re here?
I hope not.
Yeah?
(both laugh)
Hi. I’m Ani.
Nice to meet you, Ani.
Nice to meet you.
I’m Ricky.
Ricky?
Yeah.
Hi. Nice to meet you. I’ll just sit right next to you right here.
Oh, yeah.
Very cozy, right?
MAN (voice-over): Pretty serious.
ANI: Yeah.
A lot of work, but, you know, that’s why I’m here.
You’re a hard worker?
Chill out and come here, you know?
Yeah, well, we could go chill out in a private room.
All right, lucky number six. (chuckles)
MAN: That’s my number.
(Ani chuckles)
♪ I’m a bad girl, teach me lessons ♪
Thank you. Oh.
♪ I’m a good girl, buy me presents ♪
♪ I’m a bad girl, teach me lessons… ♪
MAN: Yeah.
(hip-hop music playing faintly)
Ani?
Yeah.
When Robert was here the other night, did he ask you for a dance?
Yeah.
And you danced with him?
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
(under breath): Bitch.
(Ani screams excitedly)
(others cheering)
MAN: Yeah!
Whoo!
♪ I’m everything you need ♪
♪ I’m everything you need ♪
♪ I’m everything you need… ♪
He was really weird.
Super weird.
Like, serial killer weird?
Like, he would rub…
Yeah, like, he was like Indian Jeffrey Dahmer, and he kept, like, rubbing my leg…
(laughing): Oh, no.
…in a circle like that.
What is that? Is that a butterfly?
Yeah, it’s a butterfly.
You’re so classy.
I know. (laughs)
I got dollar signs like a real ho.
No, but you’re manifesting with those.
He said I looked like his 18-year-old daughter.
And then he bought five dances from me.
(Ani laughing, coughing)
(laughing)
That’s fucking disgusting. (coughs)
Well, at least he bought the dances.
Yeah.
(lively chatter)
(dance music playing)
(man grunts softly)
You can touch me. It’s okay.
Yeah?
I’ll build you a belt.
Yeah, make me a belt.
A money belt?
You don’t have cash? Let’s go to the ATM.
You want to go to the ATM right now?
Well, I can’t spend too much.
Yeah, okay.
Let’s go to the ATM.
Great.
Let’s go get you some cash.
Seriously, he came out of the bathroom one time, and he didn’t zip up his fucking pants.
It’s like, if you can’t zip up your fucking pants after you take a piss, I don’t trust you with the music.
Dude, he’s 40.
He’s literally geriatric.
No, I know. It’s like…
JIMMY: Ani.
I got a kid who wants someone who speaks Russian.
ANI: You know, Jimmy, the girls and I have been talking, and if your cousin doesn’t start showing us some respect, we’re not gonna tip out anymore.
All right. I’ll talk to him.
LULU: Yeah.
Who are you talking about, the DJ?
JIMMY: All right, seriously?
He’s an asshole.
I shared my playlist with him, and he was very rude and dismissive.
JIMMY: You’re killing me.
Let’s go. Come on.
No. No, I’m eating my food.
DAWN: That’s why you have Tupperware.
To keep things fresh.
LULU: She’s eating.
JIMMY: He’s a spender.
(overlapping chatter)
Come on. Let’s go.
Come on. What the fuck.
DAWN: Time is money, baby. Get a roll on it.
IVAN: Without pants, without nothing.
And then some…
JIMMY: Hey, guys.
IVAN: Then… One second, bro.
Guys. Guys. Hello.
(Ivan continues indistinctly)
This is the beautiful Ani.
IVAN: Wow.
Hi.
She’s gonna take care of
everything you need tonight.
IVAN: Ani.
(Ani laughs)
Ani, make me proud.
IVAN: Yeah. I’m… Yeah.
(in Russian): You are beautiful.
(in English): Um, I’m, uh, uh, Ivan, and…
(in Russian): But you can call me Vanya.
(in English): Vanya. Okay.
Yeah.
Nice to meet you, Vanya.
(in Russian): And this is my best friend…
(in English): Uh, fucking best friend, Tom.
Hi. I’m Ani.
What’s up?
You’re not bad. Uh, and, uh…
(in Russian): I heard you speak Russian, right?
(in English): Mm. No, I don’t speak Russian, but I know Russian.
(in Russian): What do you mean?
(laughs)
(in English): I can speak Russian.
I just prefer not to, but you can go ahead and speak Russian.
I’ll understand.
Uh, I not understand.
What the fuck?
(both laugh)
Um… (sighs)
Okay.
Yeah.
(in Russian): Hello, Ivan.
(Ivan speaks Russian, laughs)
(in Russian): My name is Ani.
This is how I speak Russian.
Do you still want me to speak Russian?
Fuck yeah!
(in English): No, it’s… My Russian is terrible.
I can’t even roll my R’s.
No, no, you-you are not bad, really.
You are not bad in Russian. Your Russian is great, great.
Really? Okay.
Yeah.
Well, I disagree, but thank you.
Yeah. And, uh, how do you know Russian?
My grandmother never learned English, so…
Ah. Uh-huh.
(chuckles)
Yeah.
But enough about me.
You two are from Russia?
Yeah, I’m from Russia, uh, but he lives here.
Yeah.
(Ani chuckles)
Mm.
Oh, so you’re on vacation or…
Mm, yeah, vacation.
I guess you can say that. Yeah.
But I’m speaking, uh…
(in Russian): May I switch to Russian?
(in English): Yeah? Yeah.
Oh, yeah. Whatever you want.
Yeah, because my English sounds terrible.
(chuckles): At all, yeah.
No, no, no.
Your English is really good.
Yeah.
(in Russian): And that’s why I think we should toast
to our fucking bad accents
with a bottle.
(in English): Yeah. And you want to go to VIP, maybe?
(laughing): Yeah, excellent. I want.
(dance music playing)
IVAN: Oh. (exclaims)
(in Russian): You work in a cool place.
ANI (in English): Yeah, it’s a cool place.
And the room I’m bringing you to is really nice.
IVAN: Mm-hmm.
Wow. Mm.
Right in there.
(Ani chuckles)
Mm.
You’re very good, really.
(Ani laughs)
IVAN: And one more. Yeah.
(“Not Sorry” by Michele Wylen feat. BushRainier & TKAP plays)
Thank you.
♪ I’m not sorry ♪
♪ I’m not sorry ♪
IVAN: Where are you going?
ANI: No, I’m not going anywhere.
♪ I’m not sorry… ♪
Can you sit on your hands for me?
What?
Sit on your hands.
Hands under your legs.
Like…
Mm-hmm.
♪ Can’t say I didn’t try ♪
♪ Don’t touch me unless I say so ♪
♪ No, you’re not even my type… ♪
(in Russian): This is not allowed.
But I like you.
(Ivan laughs excitedly)
(in English): God bless America.
(Ivan breathing heavily)
♪ You hate that I’m a star… ♪
(Ivan moaning)
(Ani chuckles)
(in Russian): Here’s to having a hard dick and lots of money.
(Ani laughs)
(“Try Again” by Crokeyon10 playing)
(Ivan exhaling sharply)
Um…
I want to ask. Do you work outside the club?
(in English): Give me your phone.
Uh…
♪ Hos at the front door, invite ’em in ♪
♪ Hello? ♪
♪ We’ve been here all night ♪
♪ Now it’s light again ♪
♪ It’s bad luck… ♪
(indistinct announcement over P.A.)
(train rattling and screeching)
(knocking)
Yo.
Yo. Yo. Did you pick up milk?
Do you see milk in the fridge?
No.
Then I didn’t pick up the fucking milk.
Wonderful.
Thank you.
(door slams shut)
(cell phone chimes)
Hi. Uh, I’m here for Mr. Zakharov.
Ivan?
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
(doorbell chiming)
(beeps)
(lock clunks)
(humming a tune)
Hi. Hello. What’s up?
Uh… (chuckles)
Hi. (chuckles)
Come in. Come in, please.
Mm, so welcome to my humble abode.
Uh…
(laughs)
Hugs.
Oh, yes.
Hugs. (chuckles)
I can help you.
Mm.
Oh. Thank you.
Ooh, you-you look beautiful.
Awesome.
Aw. Thank you.
(in Russian): Want something to drink?
(in English): Uh, yeah, I’ll-I’ll take a water.
Water? Are you sure?
Mm-hmm.
You can take everything you want.
Vodka, tequila, whiskey, whiskey cola.
Coca-Cola, maybe?
(laughs)
No, a water’s good.
Yeah, thank you.
Uh-huh.
Suit yourself, Ani.
(chuckles)
Uh, sparkling or flat water?
Um, either is good.
IVAN: Oh…
(in Russian): Where’s the fucking water?
ANI (whispers): Wow.
(in English): Not too shabby.
What is “shabby”?
Oh, I’m-I’m just playing.
(chuckles) I meant your home is-is beautiful.
My home is okay, girl.
(chuckles)
Um, sparkling.
Thank you.
Bedroom’s upstairs. Let’s go.
ANI: Okay. (chuckles)
(Ivan humming a tune)
IVAN: Oh, sorry. I am waiting for you.
ANI: Oh. (laughs)
I’ll hurry up.
(Ivan humming a tune)
They didn’t make my bed yet.
(in Russian): Fuck. Is it so difficult?
Sorry.
(in English): Whoa.
Nice view.
IVAN: My view’s better.
(both chuckle softly)
Okay. So, what are you looking for?
Um, sex.
Yeah, I know.
I mean, like, anything special?
Yeah, special sex.
(both laugh)
Special sex.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
So, like, a little bit of everything?
A little bit of…
(in Russian): Yes! Sounds fucking amazing!
(in English): You want to take your clothes off?
Yeah.
(Ivan grunts)
(Ani chuckles)
Wow. Okay.
(both laughing)
You want to put this on?
Hmm?
Or do you want me to put it on for you?
Faster.
Mm-hmm.
Faster, faster. (grunts)
Faster. Faster. Faster.
Mm-hmm.
Stop. Stop. Stop.
Okay.
So you want me to stop?
Stop, stop, stop!
I said… (straining)
Okay.
(Ivan grunting)
Ah. Want you?
(“Z-PAM” by Mnogoznaal playing)
Oh, uh, sure.
S-S-S-Sure.
But be careful with that shit, yeah?
Careful. Ah.
(song continues with rapping in Russian)
And that’s for you.
Tip.
Thank you.
Yeah.
That’s very generous of you.
And I want to say one more thing.
Yes.
It was really amazing.
(both laughing)
Oh, oh, oh.
(stammering)
I love these guys. You know them?
(coughs) No.
Oh. You must know them.
(chuckles softly)
(Ivan sighs)
So, um, how old are you?
Twenty-one.
How old are you?
Mm, older than you.
(in Russian): How old are you? 25?
(in English): No, I’m-I’m 23.
Oh, wow.
(chuckles)
(in Russian): You act like you are 25.
(laughing, in English): Okay.
You’re funny.
Yeah, I know.
So, funny? Why?
I don’t know.
You’re just… you’re, like…
You’re funny. It’s…
(laughing): Funny cool, right?
Yeah, of course.
Yeah.
Really funny cool.
(Ivan chuckles)
And if you don’t mind me asking,
like, what do you do to get all of this?
What do you think I do?
Well, what do you think I think you do?
(laughing): Oh, fucking English.
Mm. Okay. I can say,
but it’s, uh… it’s really big secret.
Okay.
I’m really big drug dealer.
Oh, really?
(laughing): Why you trust…?
No.
But I’m really big gun dealer.
Mm. Okay.
(Ivan laughing)
Come on.
(chuckling): Oh, my God.
(both laughing)
Wait, so, like, you made some app or something?
Is that…
Yeah. Yeah. I-I made.
(in Russian): I do have some cool ideas for apps…
(laughing, in English): No, but no, no. I… No.
Okay. (exhales sharply)
My father… (speaks Russian)
Yeah?
(in Russian): Long story short…
my dad is Nikolai Zakharov.
(in English): Whoa. (scoffs)
Sorry.
I don’t know who that is. (chuckles)
Google him.
Google?
Yeah.
Um… wait, what’s his name again?
Nikolai Zakharov.
I-I can spell it for you.
N-I-K-O-lai…
No, I-I got it.
Yeah?
Thank you.
Yeah, let me see.
“Children.”
Yeah. Vanya Zakharov.
It’s me.
Oh, shit.
(laughs)
“Oh, shit.”
No. No way.
Yes fucking way.
Bro.
And I’m seeing him again tonight, so…
Crazy.
I guess he had fun or something. (laughs)
Yeah, we all know what fun you are, babe.
(slurping)
ANI: Uh, you want to mind your fucking business?
You’re making it our fucking business.
WOMAN: Calm down, Diamond.
DIAMOND: Chatty bitch.
Gross.
(laughs)
Ginger cunt.
♪ Pussy lunch, strip club buffet ♪
♪ If he don’t spend, I’m M.I.A. ♪
♪ Pay my rent, throw it on my face ♪
♪ Big Mac pussy and a ass soufflé ♪
♪ Call an ambulance ♪
♪ This pussy’s lethal ♪
Yeah.
♪ Call the police, this pussy’s illegal ♪
♪ Pussy on a watch list, CIA ♪
♪ Married to the money, keep my maiden name, hey ♪
♪ Uh, Brooke, you drippin’, drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ ♪
♪ Uh, EJ drippin’, drippin’ ♪
Oh!
♪ Drippin’, drippin’ ♪
♪ Uh, gonna sip it ♪
♪ Sip it, sip it, sip it ♪
IVAN: Oh.
♪ Uh, yeah ♪
♪ Pussy drip, d-drip, d-drip, droplet ♪
♪ Pussy sweet, so sweetie like chocolate ♪
♪ Pussy drip, pussy po-po-po-poppin’ ♪
♪ Pussy drip, d-drip, d-drip, droplet ♪
♪ Pussy drip, d-drip, d-drip, droplet ♪
♪ Pussy sweet, so sweetie like chocolate ♪
♪ Pussy drip, pussy po-po-po-poppin’ ♪
♪ Pussy drip, d-drip, d-drip, droplet ♪
♪ Pussy plush, teddy bear soft ♪
♪ Pussy kush… ♪
(in Russian): This is genius.
♪ Pussy a rock star ♪
♪ Pussy wet, cuffed in a cop car ♪
♪ Pussy sick, pussy need a doctor… ♪
(in English): Come on, come on, come on, come on.
♪ Undefeated, pussy is a boxer ♪
♪ If you want respect, daddy, eat the box first ♪
♪ Uh, Brooke, you drippin’, drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ ♪
♪ Uh, EJ drippin’, drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ ♪
♪ Uh, gonna sip it, sip it, sip it, sip it ♪
♪ Uh, yeah ♪
♪ Pussy drip, d-drip, d-drip, droplet. ♪
(gunfire sound effects playing on video game)
Oh, that was crazy.
(in Russian): Little bonus because you’re the best.
(in English): Okay. (sniffs)
(in Russian): Let’s go!
By the way,
I’m having a party.
(in English): New Year’s party.
(in Russian): And you have to come.
(in English): It’s going to be banging.
(chuckles)
I might have to work that night.
Oh, no. You might not work that night.
(Ani snickers)
(in Russian): Fuck.
(in English): Can I bring someone?
No.
Uh, if it is a boy, no.
I don’t want a sausage party.
(in Russian): Fuck.
(in English): No, she’s not.
Okay. See you here.
(in Russian): Why don’t you shoot?
(in English): What?
You know, you paid for an hour,
and there’s still like 45 minutes left,
if you want to go again.
(blows raspberry)
(both grunting)
(Ivan grunting loudly)
(Ani snickers)
LULU: No fucking way.
ANI: Yes fucking way.
(laughs): I fucking told you.
Girl.
Right? I know.
Girl!
ANI: And it’s fucking insane inside.
There’s an elevator.
Oh, my God.
Fucking elevator.
Wait.
Never seen anything like it.
Are my tits off?
No, your tits look amazing.
Okay.
They look perfect.
Wait, are my tits off?
No.
(“Hot Pursuit” by SuperPitch playing)
(lively chatter)
Bro.
Bro.
I know. I told you. Didn’t I tell you?
Girl.
It’s crazy,
and upstairs is even more beautiful.
Yo, yo, yo. What’s up? Hi.
Hi.
Yeah.
Oh.
Oh, uh, Lulu, this is Ivan.
(speaks Russian)
Yes, uh, this is Lulu.
(in Russian): Very nice to meet you.
(Lulu repeats sentence in Russian)
(in English): Uh, I am so excited that you are here,
and let’s go drink.
Yes? Yeah, go, go, go, go, go.
Yeah.
Want to get some drinks?
Hell yeah.
(Ivan exclaims in Russian)
Are you ready?
And, Ani, your mouth here.
From the titty.
(in Russian): That’s the escort that’s fucking Ivan.
No way!
I’m telling you!
(laughing)
She’s pretty good, yeah?
Totally!
(dance music playing)
(shouting, whooping)
(in English): Hey! Hey! Hey!
Get down. This is not jungle gym.
ALL: Seventeen! Sixteen! Fifteen!
Yeah!
Fourteen! Thirteen!
Twelve! Eleven! Ten!
Nine! Eight! Seven! Six!
Five! Four! Three!
Two! One!
(cheering)
(dance music continues)
Ani, Ani, Ani, let’s go, go, go, go.
Yeah, yeah.
Fireworks after!
(cheering, excited chatter)
(laughing)
(in Russian): Tell me if you see those Armenians.
I don’t see anyone.
By the way, you can’t find blow like this in Moscow.
(in English): Your, uh, looks great.
Yeah.
Thank you.
IVAN: Mm.
You were right.
Huh?
You were right.
This is bangin’.
Ah, yeah?
Yeah.
Having fun?
Yes. Are you?
Yeah, yeah. Do exactly that.
(both laughing)
(in Russian): I wanted to ask…
Are you available tonight?
(Ivan sniffing)
(in English): Uh… maybe.
(in Russian): The fuck? Maybe?
(in English): Well, it’s New Year’s.
Ah.
(in Russian): And what?
(in English): I have holiday rates.
Ah.
(both laugh)
(both moaning, grunting)
(knocking at door)
IVAN: Yeah?
(in Russian): Ivan, we’re leaving. You good?
Dude. What the fuck. I’m busy!
These fucking guys don’t know their place.
(in English): All good?
IVAN: All great.
(grunts) Yeah.
(moaning, grunting)
(breathing deeply)
(sighs) Oh, fuck.
(grunts softly)
(Ani sighs)
Good morning.
No. No, dude, not good morning.
It is 5:00 p.m.
(in Russian): Well then, good evening.
Wait, are you leaving?
(in English): Yeah, don’t go. Don’t go yet.
No, dude, I-I have to go to work.
I have shit to do, okay?
But text me if you want to see me again. Yeah?
What? No.
Uh… (stammers)
I have one question.
You have a question?
Yeah, man.
Okay. One minute.
One minute, one question. (chuckles)
Mm…
Yeah?
(in Russian): I want to make an offer.
Would you want to be exclusive with me?
(in English): Like, how exclusive?
I don’t know. We can hang out with my boys.
(in Russian): Simply be my girlfriend for the week.
(in English): My horny girlfriend for the week.
(both laugh)
Oh. What about…
ten K of dollars?
(Ani chuckles softly)
(chuckles)
Fifteen.
Cash, up front.
(blows raspberry) Deal.
(both laugh)
Deal.
You know, I would’ve done it for ten.
(in Russian): Well, if I were you,
I wouldn’t do it for less than thirty.
(both laughing)
Goodbye.
(“Frosty” by Mpax ft. Brit Fox playing)
♪ Knock you out in one punch ♪
♪ I don’t do no rat-a-tat ♪
♪ Once I throw it back, they never go back ♪
♪ I get right to the fucking point ♪
♪ They like it like that ♪
MAN (in English): Damn.
♪ Once I throw it back ♪
♪ They never go back ♪
(man exclaims)
♪ I get right to the fucking point ♪
♪ They like it like that… ♪
She’s fucking hot, man.
Yeah, baby.
Who’s the birthday boy?
This guy right here.
(laughing)
ANI: Happy birthday.
Thank y’all for coming in. Y’all come back.
Y’all come see us soon.
Bye!
Come with me.
Go ahead. Tell him.
Okay. Thank you.
DAWN: Tell him, because I don’t want to.
I am gonna fucking tell him.
What’s going on?
You don’t even want to know.
Hi, Jimmy.
You don’t want to fucking know, Jimmy.
How are you doing?
She wants a week off.
I thought you wanted me to tell him.
You see the shit that I have to deal with?
I just made the schedule. Now she wants to pull this bullshit.
Oh. (laughs): The schedule.
We just gave you New Year’s.
Oh, Jesus Christ, Jimmy,
once you give me health insurance,
workers’ comp and a fucking 401(k),
then you can tell me when I work and not work.
Well, none of that’s gonna happen, so…
ANI: Shocker.
Bye.
I’ll be back on Tuesday.
Today is Tuesday.
Correct.
That’s a week.
No shit.
(chuckles) Thank you.
(door opens)
(Ani and Ivan breathing heavily, grunting)
ANI: You like that?
IVAN: No.
(Ani laughs)
(chatter in Russian)
You know, Ani, it’s the champagne glass of my mother.
Of my fucking mother.
And it will be your champagne glass.
ALEKS: And what we are cheering for?
About my new girlfriend.
TOM: Hell yeah. To Ani.
Yeah.
(in Russian): To the most amazing chick.
(in English): Yeah.
(others chattering)
One more. One more.
TOM: Okay.
Instantly. Instantly.
(dance music playing)
(lively chatter)
(both grunting, panting)
(groans)
(video game sound effects)
(vacuum cleaner whirring)
(groans)
(in Russian): Fuck.
(Ivan blows raspberry)
Klara, maybe you want a hit?
Sorry, Ivan. Not today.
IVAN: Mm-hmm.
(in English): It was really funny when, uh,
Klara smoked last time.
My mother, uh, caught her in the cryo chamber. (chuckles)
(in Russian): What?
Nothing, just keep working.
(in English): You have a cryo chamber?
Yeah.
(laughs): Oh, shit.
Yeah, but I’m not allowed to drive them
because my parents are dicks.
What’s up?
ANI: How are you?
I’m good.
IVAN: Yeah, what’s up, man?
What’s up, Ivan?
CRYSTAL: Welcome.
You guys can just, like, eat whatever the fuck you want.
We got ice cream.
There’s, like, whatever the fuck these are.
There’s Ring Pops.
Like, literally, I just fuck around in here.
The boss is old as fuck, and he’s, like, blind and deaf.
He can’t even fucking hear us right now,
Helen Keller-ass bitch, like…
Just fucking go crazy.
ANI: (laughs) Okay.
Yep, yep, yep.
Up.
(Ivan speaking Russian)
Want? Oh, yeah, man, finish it up.
(coughing)
CRYSTAL: Bitch, don’t die on the job.
(laughing): You okay?
(groans)
(laughter)
How many times you guys have to be told not…
no smoking dope in here?
But we’re addicted to the reefer, Billy.
Come on, man.
(laughter)
We’re gonna take our break. Ten minutes, man.
♪ Hi, Mr. Billy ♪
♪ Again we’re smoking dope ♪
♪ Dope ♪
♪ Dope ♪
♪ In your candy shop, in your candy shop. ♪
(birds screeching)
(Ivan yelling)
IVAN: Ani!
(laughter)
(Crystal squeals)
(Ivan and Tom yelling)
(laughing): What the fuck?
Oh, shit.
(in Russian): What are you doing? Don’t do that.
TOM (in English): No, come back.
IVAN: Whoa.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
TOM: Come back.
What are you doing?
CRYSTAL: It’s fucking cold.
IVAN: What the fuck?
TOM: What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Come back.
IVAN: Can you say hi to my Instagram?
(laughter)
Ani.
Hmm?
Are you happy?
Yes. Very happy. (chuckles)
Are you happy?
Yeah, I’m always happy.
No, it’s really good lines, but ladies first.
Ladies first.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s… Can you…
(in Russian): Guys,
the best ketamine I ever tried
was in Vegas!
(in English): Vegas. It’s a great idea.
We are going to fucking Vegas.
(cheering)
(hollering)
(hip-hop music blaring)
Welcome to Vegas!
(others cheering)
CRYSTAL: We’re in Vegas, bitch!
IVAN: Ah.
Welcome back, Mr. Zakharov.
Your suite is almost ready.
We didn’t know you were coming,
and the suite was occupied…
Uh-huh.
…but they’re out,
and housekeeping should be done any minute.
What the fuck, man? Are you fucking kidding me?
You mean I have to wait?
You mean we have to wait right now, bro, yes?
Yes?
TOM: Tell him, tell him, tell him, Ivan.
CRYSTAL: Yeah, go off, Vanya.
Come on. Come on.
I am fucking with you, dude.
(laughs)
We will stay here.
It’s nice to come back.
Very good.
IVAN: Let’s go apeshit on this fucking casino.
(whooping)
Have a great time. (chuckles)
What the fuck are you waiting for?
Yeah! Oh!
(excited chatter, laughter)
Can somebody turn on music?
Can… Tom, Tom.
CRYSTAL: Turn on the music!
I got it. I got it.
(upbeat dance music playing)
(whooping)
Try this, try this, try this.
Vanya! I want this one!
No, no, no. No. No, no, no.
This one’s mine!
Vanya!
Go away from my room!
You claim this room, I claim your sister.
I claim your mom.
If you are ready now, yeah, we can…
(laughs) You ready now?
Okay, yes, I’m ready now.
You want me to… (laughs)
(laughter, lively chatter)
Let’s play blackjack, for sure.
“We are going in, all in.”
Yeah? Okay.
Yeah, say it.
We are going all in.
Motherfucker.
(laughter)
DEALER: Twenty-two, all in.
(group groaning)
Whatever. Whatever, guys.
ALEKS: How much money is that?
What…
(hip-hop music playing)
(sniffs)
(lively chatter, laughter)
(hollering)
♪ ♪
But do it with a double dose
because we’re gonna go even harder tonight.
Okay?
(speaks Russian)
(pop music playing)
(in Russian): Thank you.
CRYSTAL (in English): Tom, give me a cigarette.
Oh.
One cigarette.
(Ivan and Tom exclaiming)
You know? Fuck you.
(speaking Russian)
(Ivan and Tom exclaiming)
CRYSTAL: They fucking do this every day.
I am really happy that we are here,
and, uh… I don’t know.
Thank you.
Fuck. You’re the best, guys.
(cheering)
You are the fucking best.
(laughing, squealing)
(laughing): Vanya. Vanya.
(Ivan grunts)
Vanya.
Vanya, wait, wait, wait.
What happened?
Well, you know, it could last longer
and be better if you just take it easy.
Like, how?
Here. Let me do it.
IVAN: Ah.
(Ani chuckles)
(Ivan moaning)
Mm-hmm.
(Ani chuckles)
Oh, I think I love you.
(laughs): Fuck.
(laughs)
(Ivan breathing heavily)
(Ani chuckling)
I hope you had fun this week.
I hope you had fun this week.
Oh, I did.
You know, we should do it again sometime.
Yeah.
(chuckles)
For sure.
Mm, but…
I have to go back to Russia because I promised my father
that I would start working in his fucking company.
Oh.
Okay, so that’s why you’ve been splashing out, hmm?
Eh, no, I am always partying like this.
(Ani chuckles)
Mm.
I love it.
Well, I’m gonna miss you.
(Ivan laughs)
(chuckles) What?
What?
Does that, like, sound weird?
No, no.
And will you miss me or my money blyat?
Or your money blyat.
(laughs)
Of course.
Yeah, I like it.
But, mm, if I get married to an American,
I wouldn’t have to go back to Russia.
(both chuckle)
Oh, yeah?
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
So, who would you marry?
(clicks tongue) I don’t know.
Maybe Crystal.
Or your friend Lulu.
(chuckles)
She’s so hot.
You.
“You.” (scoffs)
It’s Vegas.
It’s fucking Vegas.
Don’t people get married in Vegas?
Mm… Don’t fuck around.
I am not fucking around.
Okay.
Okay, go.
Go get married.
Yes.
(chuckles)
Yes, let’s get married.
Fuck. You asshole.
Why?
Don’t.
Like, don’t fucking tease me with that shit, okay?
Stop.
It ain’t cool.
Stop, stop, stop.
Ani.
Yeah?
Will you marry me?
(scoffs, laughs)
Seriously?
Seriously.
Mm-hmm.
So you want to get married to me, Vanya?
You want me to be your little wifey?
Yeah? (scoffs)
Yes.
I just think that we had great time together, and, uh…
(in Russian): Shit, I’m nervous. I’ll say it in Russian.
I think we would have a great time
even if I didn’t have money.
(in English): And I will become American,
and my parents will suck my dick.
Are you serious?
I am serious.
And I said it twicely.
(“Greatest Day” by Take That, Robin Schulz and Calum Scott)
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Hold on, hold on… ♪
Three carats.
What about four or five?
(chuckles)
Or six?
♪ Hold on, hold on ♪
♪ Today this could be ♪
♪ The greatest day of our lives… ♪
OFFICIANT: Do you promise to love, honor
and cherish her all the days of your life?
I do.
And do you, Anora, take this
handsome gentleman standing before you
to be your best friend, your protector, your husband?
Do you promise to love, honor and cherish him
all the days of your life?
(whispers): Say yes.
Oh, fuck yeah, I do.
It is now my great honor
to now pronounce you as husband and wife.
You may seal your promises with a kiss!
(Ani squeals)
♪ Shine a light on our greatest days ♪
♪ Light up, light up ♪
♪ Shine a light on our greatest days ♪
♪ Light up, light up… ♪
My wife!
It’s my wife, man.
We got married!
♪ The greatest night of our lives… ♪
(man speaks indistinctly)
It’s my wife. She can do it.
It’s my wife, man.
Yeah, we got married five minutes ago, man.
You’re an American, Vanya.
I’m fucking American!
We’re fucking married!
I am American, bitch!
♪ Can you feel it now? ♪
♪ Oh, can you feel it… ♪
JIMMY: So, this is for real?
Yeah, it’s for real.
What do you mean?
JIMMY: ‘Cause if it is,
I got to stop letting the high rollers in.
They’re stealing my best girls.
Come here.
(laughter)
You’re so lucky.
Oh, my God, I know. Thank you.
Yay!
(laughter)
You hit the lotto, bitch.
Aw. Oh, my God.
Are you gonna cry?
Stop. You don’t…
You’ll come over for dinner, right?
You know, I’ve been thinking about our honeymoon,
and I think we should do it at Disney World
because that’s been, like, my dream
since I’ve been a little girl.
Stop.
Yeah. You know those suites
where it’s, like, the Disney Princess theme?
Cinderella.
Yes, fucking Cinderella.
You know me so fucking well, babe.
JENNY: Bye, Ani. You better visit us, bitch.
ANI: Oh, of course I will, Jenny.
Bye, babe.
Caught your whale?
Seems I did, didn’t I?
(Lulu chuckles)
I give it two weeks, bitch.
Oh, Diamond. Oh, sweetie.
You know, I really hope you find your happiness one day.
I really hope…
I hope you find
a fucking plastic surgeon.
What the fuck?!
Okay, Ani. Ani, come on.
Play in my fucking face again, bitch.
See what happens.
You’re a fucking bitch.
Oh, stay jealous, babe.
Stay jealous, honey.
Jealousy is a disease.
Remember that, Diamond.
I’m just gonna go chill in my mansion or whatever.
You know, no big deal.
Hey. (laughs)
♪ Shine a light on our greatest days ♪
♪ Light up, light up, light up ♪
♪ Shine a light on our greatest days ♪
♪ Light up, light up ♪
♪ Oh, and the world comes alive ♪
♪ And the world comes alive ♪
♪ And the world comes alive ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Stay close to me ♪
♪ Hold on, stay close to me ♪
♪ Watch the world come alive tonight ♪
♪ Stay close to me. ♪
(song ends)
(in Russian): This is impossible!
These are just rumors.
I was with him two weeks ago.
He isn’t married.
With all due respect, Galina Stepanovna.
These are just rumors.
No… but I’m heading there now.
(indistinct chatter)
TOROS (whispering): Garnik. Garnik.
(whispers, in English): Now?
Yes.
Now?
(indistinct whispering)
(in Russian): Take this. Grab the Russian and get over there.
What did he do now?
(gunfire sound effects playing on video game)
(quietly, in English): Die, die, die.
Yeah.
Come on.
(in Russian): Just answer it or shut it off.
(responds in Russian)
(sighs)
Vanya.
Hmm?
(in English): What did, uh…
what did they say when you told them?
I don’t want really talk about them.
Well, you did tell them, right?
Mm. Sure.
I mean…
(in Russian): This is good news, right?
Parents usually want their kids to get married.
Yeah,
but my parents are dicks, you know.
(in English): Uh, whatever. Mm.
(in Russian): No matter what,
I hope they like me…
(in English): You know…
(in Russian): when we meet.
By the way,
when will we meet your parents?
(chuckles softly) Mm…
Well, if you want to go to Miami…
My mom lives there with her man.
And you can meet my sister anytime.
Although I’m sure she’ll try to steal you.
She loves Russian guys.
(repeats sentence in Russian, laughs)
(laughing, in English): What? Are you making fun of me?
I’m trying here, asshole.
(in Russian): No, your Russian is wonderful! Really.
Every single day you’re doing better and better.
You’re almost like a native speaker.
(laughing, in English): Oh, okay.
You’re a liar.
No, no, no.
Not now. Ani, not now.
(in Russian): I’m playing. I have a mission.
Give me the controller.
I lost!
(sputtering sigh)
(in English): Okay.
Okay.
(in Russian): “Arguments and Facts”
ran a photo of him with some chick
at an NBA game.
And they are saying she’s a prostitute.
(laughing)
It’s not funny, man.
Don’t you dare laugh.
If it’s true, Toros and I are fucked.
Well, Toros would be fucked more than me, but still.
Sounds like tabloid bullshit.
Probably.
But listen, if things get crazy,
don’t get rough with Ivan.
Actually, don’t even touch Ivan, let me deal with him.
I got you. But what do you need me for then?
In case his boys are there
and they want to play games.
(in English): Hey. Is Ivan at the house?
DAY GUARD: I don’t know.
He hasn’t left since I’ve been here,
but I just started my shift.
Do you know if he got married?
Married?
I have no idea. I just got here.
Okay, open the gate.
(in Russian): Drive in and park on the right side.
Right here.
(brakes squeak)
(moaning, grunting)
(doorbell chiming)
(in English): Expecting guests?
No way.
IVAN: Oh.
(in Russian): Yo, what do you want?
Ivan, it’s Garnik.
I know. What do you want?
Ivan, open the door, please.
I’m busy. No.
We have to talk.
Why do I always have to repeat myself with you?
I’m busy, I have guests.
Ivan, it’s important. We have to talk.
No, we’re done. Get the fuck out of here.
ANI (in English): Who was that?
IVAN: They’re my father’s monkeys.
(in Russian): Son of a bitch.
(beeps, lock clicks)
IVAN (in English): What the fuck?
(in Russian): Are you fucking kidding me?
What the fuck are you doing?
You think you can enter my house like this?
(in English): Vanya, what the fuck?
(in Russian): Slow down, you’ll break my leg.
I don’t give a fuck.
(in English): Vanya, should I call 911?
It’s okay. It’s okay.
(in Russian): Ivan, your father sent us.
Right, my father sent you. Are you kidding me?
Well, not us. Your father sent Toros and Toros sent us.
So, where’s Toros?
He’s busy.
But he will be very upset with you if this is true.
If what is true?
That you got married
to some prostitute.
(in English): What?
(in Russian): Is that her?
Are you married to her?
Yes!
Did you lose your fucking mind?
Yes, we married and we’re doing fucking great!
With a signature and paperwork?
Yes. Now get the fuck out of my house.
You’re in big trouble, brother!
You’ll be in trouble if you don’t move your fucking leg.
(in English): Vanya, what the fuck is going on?
(in Russian): We’ll wait, I need to see the marriage license.
Fuck. Are you serious?
Bro, the faster we do it, the faster we’re out of here.
My parents are fucking crazy!
(in English): Okay.
(in Russian): If my parents need proof, I’ll give them proof.
IVAN (in English): Uh, where is the marriage paper?
Uh, marriage…
ANI: The marriage license?
IVAN: License, yeah.
ANI: It’s, um…
It’s in the desk in the office. Why?
Okay. Uh…
Should I go with you?
Uh, no, no, no. Stay here.
(in Russian): Wait here.
(elevator bell dings)
(elevator doors closing)
(in English): Hi.
(elevator bell dings)
(drawers opening and closing)
(in Russian): Here. Choke on it, dude.
(in English): I’m Igor.
You?
Ani.
I’m Vanya’s wife.
Congratulations.
(in Russian): What are you doing?
I’ve been asked to take a photo of the license… if it exists.
That’s insane.
My parents asked for that?
Toros.
Are you fucking kidding me?
(priests singing in foreign language)
(baby cooing)
(in English): No.
What the fuck is going on here?
I have no idea.
(in Russian): It’s over, go, go, go, go…
Wait.
Wait.
(in English): Is everything okay?
(chuckling): Yeah, it’s okay.
Yeah? What the fuck is going on?
Yeah, just time to say goodbye to guys.
(in Russian): Me and my wife need some privacy.
You look tired, Garnik, go home.
We need to wait to see what Toros says.
I’m waiting for you and your fucking Armenian ass
to be out of my house.
(priest singing)
(whispers, in English): Sorry.
So sorry.
I’m so sorry. Excuse me.
(singing stops)
(in Russian): I’m waiting for you to be on your fucking way.
Bye, bro!
Ivan…
(cell phone chimes)
It’s Toros.
(in English): “Stand by.”
(speaks Russian) …”Stand by”?
He texted, “Stand by,” so we stand by.
So stand by outside my mansion, motherfuckers.
ANI: Yeah.
(in Russian): What’s the problem?
So apparently, it is true.
Yes. I’ve seen the marriage license.
(Galina yelling over phone)
Galina Stepanovna, please don’t worry.
Ivan, with all due respect…
your father sent us.
Fucking Toros sent you!
Toros works for me! I pay him!
And you bring some fucking gopnik into my home.
I promise, I will fix everything.
(yelling continues over phone)
(mouthing)
Galina Stepanovna. Yes, Galina Stepanovna.
I’m having your ass fired! You’re dead for this!
Bitch!
(in English): Okay, look, look. You work for Ivan’s family,
so I’m assuming that means you work for him, right?
So if he’s telling you to take it outside,
fucking take it outside.
Fucking take it outside! Listen to my wife.
Real talk! (speaks Russian)
(priests singing)
(hushed chatter)
(singing stops)
Are you kidding me?
Everybody, so sorry.
I have to go.
(guests murmuring)
I have an emergency. Sorry about that.
(in Russian): He says we have to stay here.
Move, move…
Move. Thank you.
(cell phone ringing)
Wait.
It’s Toros.
GARNIK (in English): Hello, Toros.
Put me on the fucking speaker
so this hooker can hear me, too.
He just called me a hooker?
(in Russian): You’re already on speaker.
(in English): She’s fucking erotic dancer. Hi, Toros.
TOROS: What did you do, Ivan?
What did you do?
(in Russian): I don’t check in on you
for two weeks
and you go and marry a prostitute!
Fucking hell!
(in English): I’m not a fucking prostitute,
you fucking piece of shit.
Yeah, fucking Armenian piece of shit.
You Armenian piece of shit!
(in Russian): Do you understand
how shameful this is?
IVAN: Toros. Your mother was crying, do you hear me?
Toros!
(in English): Your mother, she never cry in her life.
She was crying on the phone.
IVAN: Toros!
Shame on you!
Fuck you! Blyat!
ANI: Ivan.
(in Russian): Fucking faggot.
And guess what?
Guess what, you little shit!
And what? Surprise me!
You really did it this time.
What?
Your parents are on their way!
Your parents are on the way.
Can you hear me?
To where?
Here. Where else? Here!
Coming to pick you up like a naughty school boy,
you hear me?
We’re meeting them tomorrow at noon.
ANI (in English): Vanya, what the fuck is going on?
(in Russian): They’re taking you back to Russia,
so start packing.
ANI (in English): Ivan, what the fuck? What does that mean?
Do you understand?
Game over for you. That’s it.
Vanya, we are married.
They’re gonna have to accept that.
Yeah, I know!
Yes.
TOROS: Accept that? (laughs)
That’s funny. Sure, yeah.
(in Russian): Ivan, listen to me carefully.
I’ll be there in ten minutes.
You and your whore are coming with me.
Whore?
(in English): Your mother is a fucking… (speaks Russian)
Who the fuck is this guy?
TOROS: Hey! I’m gonna be there
in ten minutes, you hear me?
In ten minutes, both of you are coming with me
down to the city hall.
We’re gonna annul this marriage.
Do you hear me? This marriage is gonna be annulled!
Oh, I am not going fucking anywhere.
We are not getting a divorce because you tell us to!
Go fuck yourself!
TOROS: You go fuck yourself. How about that?
Me go fuck myself? Me fuck myself?
You go fuck yourself and your fucking mother, motherfucker!
TOROS: Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!
You don’t even know who the fuck I am.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop. Toros, Toros, uh…
(in Russian): You said my parents
are on their way to America?
TOROS (in English): Yes, yes. Are you deaf?
They are leaving Russia in an hour.
Tomorrow, noon, we’re gonna go meet them, you hear me?
What the fuck is going on?
Come on.
Come on?
Come on, come on, come on.
Why do we have to leave the house?
They can’t just fucking come in here like that.
Excuse me. Get the fuck away from me, please.
(in Russian): Toros will be here in ten minutes.
TOROS (in English): Garnik, shut that bitch up, please.
Where are we going, Ivan?
Ivan, Ivan…
I don’t know where are we going, but we are going.
Where is he going?
Why do we have to leave, and why are they staying?
Ivan…
That doesn’t make any sense.
Ivan, where are you going?
We should call the fucking police or something.
(in Russian): In ten minutes, Toros will be here…
Vanya.
TOROS: Garnik!
Did he say he’s leaving?
ANI: Ivan! We…
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!
ANI: Okay! I need to get dressed, though!
(in Russian): No, no. Let’s do this, let’s wait for Toros.
(in English): My fucking clothes are upstairs. Fuck!
Garnik, get him. Garnik, don’t let him leave.
Where the fuck…
Vanya, wait.
(in Russian): Toros will arrive in ten minutes.
Give me one fucking minute.
Stop, stop. Where are you going? No. We have no time.
I have to get dressed, Ivan.
I have no fucking pants on.
Oh, God.
Okay, bye.
(Garnik speaking Russian)
TOROS: Did he say bye?
ANI: What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me?
TOROS: Did he say bye? (in Russian): Keep her here. Ivan!
(in English): Oh, my fucking God!
TOROS: Garnik!
Ivan, what the fuck?!
Whoa. Uh… (stammering)
Get the fuck out of my way.
(Garnik shouts)
Ivan! (groans)
ANI: Get the fuck out of my fucking way, motherfucker.
But you…
Do not fucking touch me!
IGOR: No. No, no, no.
(in Russian): Stop!
(panting)
Ivan! Ivan!
(in English):…fucking touch me!
Relax. Relax. It’s okay.
You fucking relax.
What is happening? Somebody talk to me, please!
Don’t you touch me, motherfucker!
No, just…
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Relax. Whoa.
Motherfucker!
DAY GUARD: Everything all right?
What?
(in Russian): Fucking impressive.
(in English): Okay…
Stay the fuck back!
No, no. What? No, no, no, no, no!
Put it. It’s-it’s bad way.
Wha… Just sit.
I fucking dare you.
Take another fucking step, motherfucker.
No. Just… I don’t… I don’t touch you.
No, no, no, no, no, no! Don’t leave.
It’s okay.
Uh, just put it… Whoa!
Stop.
(Ani screams)
Please stop.
(yelps)
(grunts) Stop, please.
(screaming)
No, no. Stop.
(Ani screaming)
(Igor straining)
IGOR: Stop. Stop, please.
TOROS: Garnik, what are you doing?
Are you killing her?
(Ani continues screaming)
IGOR: Stop it!
TOROS: Fuck!
Ivan throwing another one of his tantrums, huh?
(Garnik sighs)
Hold on. It’s okay.
(Ani continues screaming)
(in Russian): If you don’t stop…
I will tie you up!
(in English): You’re not tying me up, motherfucker!
(Ani continues screaming)
Get the fuck off me!
(sobbing, screaming)
You are fucking insane.
(screaming)
Hey. Hey!
ANI: Help me! He’s attacking me.
GARNIK: What the fuck are you doing to her, bro?
ANI: Get the fuck off me! Somebody help! Get him off me!
(in Russian): What do you mean? You wanted me to keep her here
so I’m keeping her here.
Yes, but why
are you tying her up?
But she got fucking crazy,
started jumping all around.
(in English): Help me!
(in Russian): What else could I do?
(in English): Why are you just fucking standing there?
(in Russian): Igor, what the fuck are you doing, man?
She threw the candlestick at me.
Let’s tie her legs.
(in English): No, no, no, no! Please, please, please, please don’t.
(in Russian): We are not doing that, let her go!
ANI (in English): Let me go, you fucking asshole. Goddamn fucking bastard.
(in Russian): She will run, bro. I promise.
Where will she run?
We’re two grown men here. Are you out of your mind?
(Ani crying, panting)
IGOR (in English): Okay.
You crazy motherfucker!
GARNIK: Hey.
You better stay the fuck away from me!
Stop, stop. Listen. You are not going anywhere.
Come back. Please come…
(in Russian): She will run away!
Really?
(in English): Hey, stop.
(in Russian): Get her!
(Ani screaming)
(in English): Get the fuck off me!
(screaming)
Put me down, motherfucker!
(Igor screams)
(in Russian): Fuck!
(Igor continues shouting in Russian)
(Ani yelps)
What the fuck, man!
She’s biting, man.
ANI (in English): Fucker!
(in Russian): C’mon, tie her legs.
What? How?
(in English): You motherfucker! Fuck!
(in Russian): What do you mean how?
Somehow, dude!
(in English): Fucking motherfucker. You fucking asshole.
(in Russian): With fucking what?
Use anything!
(in English): No, no. Don’t, don’t.
(in Russian): That cord!
(in English): No, no, don’t. I don’t…
I don’t even know what is going on here.
I didn’t do anything. Don’t tie me. I’m not gonna run. I promise.
I’m calm. I’m not gonna do anything. I’m not gonna run away.
(in Russian): What?
(in English): You do not need to tie me.
(in Russian): Are you fucking kidding, tie her!
(in English): No, you-you motherfucker. You don’t need to tie me.
Calm down. Listen, listen.
I am calm. I am calm.
Ivan’s father wants this marriage annulled. You’re staying here and getting this annulled.
You heard my boss.
(Ani grunts)
(Garnik groans)
Fuck your boss.
(in Russian): I swear to fucking God!
Garnik, you stupid fucking idiot!
Oh fuck.
(groans, in English): I just want to know what is going on.
Someone fucking tell me what’s going on.
I’m not gonna run. Let me go.
(in Russian): Damn, it’s broken.
I think she broke my nose.
(in English): Yeah. I’m glad I broke your fucking nose!
You fucking bitch, you broke my nose!
Yeah? Next time, I’ll kick you in the fucking balls!
God, let me go!
(in Russian): Hold her.
TOROS (in English): Garnik, you fucking idiot, talk to me!
ANI: Fucking untie me, motherfucker!
TOROS: Hello? Garnik?
(in Russian): Hold on a minute, Toros. Hold on.
ANI (in English): You fucking piece of shit.
(in Russian): Hold on?
ANI (in English): Fucking psycho. Fucking untie me.
(in Russian): C’mon man, hold on! Fuck.
(in English): I am not fighting. (in Russian): Garnik, I swear, if you fucked
this up. Garnik! Motherfucker…
(water running)
ANI (in English): Untie me. I am not fighting. I’m not gonna run. Just fucking untie me.
(panting)
IGOR: No.
(groans)
Don’t let her go.
(in Russian): I swear…
(in English): Oh, you are so fucked.
You’re going to prison.
GARNIK: Where’s your ice?
I can’t wait until Ivan sees what you did to me.
Rich people don’t have ice?
Ivan did just leave the house.
He did not leave.
He is going to get help.
I-I don’t think so.
TOROS: Garnik!
ANI: You fucking asshole.
(groans)
Yeah, I bet you like this, huh?
Yeah, you like this, you sick fuck?
I bet you get off on this.
Fucking psycho.
Tor, where are you?
(in Russian): Here, you donkey fucker.
(in English): Open the gate.
DAY GUARD: Okay, sir, but Ivan just…
Open the fucking gate!
ANI: I am not fighting. Let me go.
(chuckles) No.
You are not going anywhere.
(in Russian): Don’t let her go under any circumstances.
(in English): You two are fucking dead for this!
I am Ivan’s fucking wife!
(lock beeps, door opens)
Vanya?
(gasps)
ANI: Oh, are you the Armenian fuck I was talking to?
What the fuck is happening?
Is this the big fucking boss?
TOROS: What happened here?
(sighs) She happened.
ANI: Hey, mister.
Can you fucking tell this guy to untie me?
TOROS: What?
GARNIK: Yeah, she did this.
Hello.
TOROS: Where is Ivan?
GARNIK: Ivan run away.
Why the fuck is no one an…
TOROS: Run away?
Excuse me, sir. Hello.
You didn’t stop him?
I-I tried, but then, uh, there was, uh, ice on the floor.
I tried to stop him.
ANI: Hello!
You tried?
(singsongy): Hello!
Somebody fucking listen to me.
You tried? You don’t try.
You just grab the guy. What do you mean you tried?
What do you mean? I’m not a…
So he’s gone?
I’m not allowed to touch that motherfucker.
Excuse me! Hello!
Shut the fuck up!
No, you fucking let me go. Tell this guy to fucking let me go.
(in Russian): What were you doing? Why did you let him leave?
(in English): Are you the boss? You’re the fucking boss?
(in Russian): What? He told me not to touch the guy
(in English): Tell him to fucking let me go.
(in Russian): and I was dealing with her.
(in English): Fucking… Excuse me. (sighs) Fucking motherfuckers.
Please leave your message…
He doesn’t answer.
(in Russian): He doesn’t pick up.
ANI (in English): Hey, fuck face.
(in Russian): Of course he’s not going to answer.
(in English): Can you tell this motherfucker to let me go?
Why is she on top of you, man? Wh-Wh-What’s going on?
ANI: I don’t know what’s going on. Can you please tell him to untie me?
(in Russian): Why is she sitting on you?
I’m holding her!
TOROS (in English): Put-put her down, please.
GARNIK: No, don’t do that.
Yes, fucking put me down.
GARNIK: No, don’t do that.
ANI: Tell him to fucking put me down, please.
Put her down.
Why you holding her like that?
ANI: Ow.
No, no, no. Be careful, bro.
ANI: Fuck. Fuck!
GARNIK: Be careful.
TOROS: Why…
ANI: Hey, now can you tell him to fucking untie me?
Why did you… Why… Why did you tie her hands?
ANI: Untie me.
Look.
TOROS: What, you afraid of this little girl?
ANI: Can you tell him to fucking untie me?
GARNIK: She’s an animal.
TOROS: She’s a fucking little girl! So, she…
She beat you both up?
She’s not fighting like one.
ANI: I’m gonna get my phone.
TOROS: Can you untie her?
If you untie her, I’m just leaving, bro.
This is ridiculous, man. Untie her.
It’s embarrassing.
She will start swinging again. Don’t do that.
(in Russian): I can untie her but you won’t get what you need
because she’s out of control.
ANI (in English): Fuck you.
GARNIK: She’s an animal, bro. Trust me.
ANI: No, these guys
are fucking liars.
TOROS: Okay, listen to me.
Where is your phone? Can you please give me your phone?
My phone is in the other room. I will go get my phone if you untie me. I need you to untie me.
Where? Which other room? Over there? Can-can you… (in Russian): Go grab her phone, please.
ANI (in English): No, I will get my phone. I’ll get my phone, and I’ll call Vanya.
I will untie you. Give me a minute.
GARNIK: No! No, don’t do that!
I just need your phone to call Ivan. ANI: I know, and I will get my phone.
(in Russian): I’m telling you to get the fucking phone!
(in English): Let’s just calm down for one second.
GARNIK: Careful.
TOROS: Calm down for a second. Just calm down.
I am calm. I’m not fucking moving.
And listen to me. Okay, look, we have
an emergency here. It’s very important.
Okay, I need you to cooperate. I’m begging you.
Your guys came in here.
They chased Ivan out of the fucking house.
They fucking tied me. They attacked me.
That motherfucker was making me sit on his fucking lap.
Your guys are fucking crazy.
I-I’m terribly sorry it went down that way, okay?
I’m terribly sorry.
But now we have to just call him, okay?
Here. Help me, please.
He’s-he’s on your phone?
Yeah, it’s under “husband.”
TOROS: Okay. Yep.
“Husband.”
Here we go.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Please leave your message…
It goes to voicemail.
That’s a fucking great husband you have.
First ditches you, now doesn’t answer your calls.
Real marriage my ass, man.
(in Russian): He’s flown the coop.
Fucking little piece of shit.
(in English): I don’t know what kind of…
fucked-up family shit is going on here,
but Ivan and I are married, okay?
This is a real marriage, and I’m not getting a divorce.
This is not a real marriage.
This is a real marriage.
Okay, and we’re getting it annulled,
and you have no say in it.
Well, I’m his fucking wife,
so I do think I have a say in it.
Absolutely not. Listen to what I’m telling you.
You got married illegally,
it’s a fraud marriage, and we’re
getting it annulled A.S.A.P.
A fraud marriage?
No, we are two consenting adults who got married legally,
and there is nothing you can fucking do about it.
No, this is Ivan just fooling around!
Would you get over it?
No, it’s not.
You have no fucking idea.
Oh, yeah?
When’d you guys meet, huh?
When did you meet him?
GARNIK: Strip club.
I am telling you, you do not know this guy.
I do know him.
You do not know this guy, I’m telling you.
Oh, I know my husband. I do.
No, you don’t.
It’s classic Ivan. I’ve been dealing with his shit since he was…
he was six years old.
Classic Ivan.
And now his parents are gonna kill me,
and my fucking family will never talk to me again.
(in Russian): Little bastard.
And you left the baptism half way because of this guy.
Tell me about it.
Oh my God.
(in English): I love my husband,
and I plan on being with him forever.
TOROS: No, don’t give me that bullshit.
Do not give me that bullshit. You don’t love him.
You do not love him, and he doesn’t love you.
You understand? That’s in your head.
I can’t wait to have Ivan’s children.
In fact, I think I’m probably already pregnant.
(Toros chuckling)
I-I certainly hope you’re lying,
’cause we’re gonna have to take care of that, too.
I promise you that.
Oh, the-the fuck you will.
Yes, we will.
And I would like all of you
to fucking untie me and leave my home,
or I will be pressing charges.
Your home?!
Yeah, my home.
This isn’t Ivan’s home.
This is his father’s house.
Everything Ivan has belongs to his father.
You understand? Ivan has nothing.
You know that bedroom you’ve been fucking in?
That’s his parents’ room.
Do you know where is Ivan’s room?
It’s down the hall with fucking spaceships on the walls.
Do you know why?
Do you know why?
Fucking tell me why.
You’re already gonna tell me, so…
Because he’s a fucking child. That’s why.
GARNIK: Fucking kid.
You don’t understand… he’s shamed his family
by marrying somebody like you.
If you think for a second this is gonna be allowed,
you’re dead wrong.
In fact, if-if you don’t help me fix this,
I’m gonna have you arrested.
Yeah.
I’m gonna have you arrested.
Arrested?
Yeah.
(laughs)
That’s fucking hilarious.
Yep.
Arrested for what?
For what?
Yeah.
I’ll tell you for what.
Trespassing.
“Trespassing.”
Fraud, cheating.
(laughs)
Theft.
Theft?
TOROS: Yes, theft.
Assault.
And I… actually, the picture is very, very clear here.
A scheming prostitute married Ivan, cheated…
cheated Ivan to marry her
so she can steal from his wealthy family.
That’s it.
GARNIK: Mm-hmm. Definitely.
TOROS: And I’m sure you already have criminal record, so…
(snaps fingers)
GARNIK: For sure happened.
Yeah. One, two, three, you’re in jail.
GARNIK: Easy.
TOROS: Yep.
Ivan proposed to me.
He wanted to get married.
He put a fucking ring on my finger.
Do you see this shit?
TOROS: What ring?
He bought me a fucking four-carat ring.
Does this look real to you, motherfucker?
Bet you’ve never seen one of these before, have you, huh?
(in Russian): Take that ring off her finger.
(in English): No. No.
(in Russian): Take it off.
(in English): This is my fucking ring Ivan gave me.
Give me that fucking ring.
I am not giving you the fucking ring.
(in Russian): Why? Take that fucking ring off!
(in English): You touch me,
and I will fucking scream, motherfucker. Do not come for me.
Get that fucking ring off of her.
(speaking Russian)
(Ani screaming)
Be careful.
TOROS: Hold the legs.
(in Russian): Careful, bro!
(Ani sobbing)
(Ani screaming)
This is Zakharov’s property.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
TOROS: Shut up. Shut up.
Rape!
Hey, hey, don’t scream.
(Ani screams)
Hey, what-what is she saying?
Rape! Rape!
Shut up. Shut the fuck up.
Is she saying, “Rape”? Is she…
What? What? Shut up!
(in Russian): She bites!
Ouch! (stammering)
GARNIK (in English): Don’t go near to her.
(in Russian): Shut her mouth!
Somebody is going to call the police!
How?
You got to shut her up!
How? I need a rag or something!
Motherfucker!
GARNIK (in English): Shut the fuck up.
(screaming continues)
IGOR: Stop screaming.
Please stop screaming.
Please stop screaming!
(screaming continues)
You get us in front of that judge
first thing in the morning,
or the family cuts ties with your firm.
Simple as that.
(Garnik panting)
No, no… no trying.
Everything will be okay.
Yeah.
(in Russian): Time to break this bitch. Let’s go.
(in English): You calm now?
You gonna behave?
(in Russian): Careful.
(in English): Trust me, I know.
I know what you’re thinking.
You’re thinking this little shit betrayed you.
Well, guess what, he betrayed me, too, okay?
Me, too.
You see?
He betrayed all of us.
‘Cause he’s a spoiled brat that doesn’t want to grow up.
GARNIK: Big-time.
And now we’re in this mess that we have to…
we have to fix it together.
You understand?
But I’m gonna help you.
Okay? I’m gonna help you.
The way I see it, this is a green card marriage.
Therefore, Ivan owes you a green card marriage fee.
It’s only fair.
So, once this thing is annulled,
I’m gonna make sure you get $10,000 fee in cash.
Hmm?
I’m gonna bring this down, but no screaming, okay?
If you scream, this goes right back in.
You understand?
(gasping)
(sniffs)
TOROS: Ten K.
It’s as good as you’re gonna get here, honey.
What do you say?
I want to talk to Ivan before agreeing to any of this.
Sure. Of course.
We all want to talk to Ivan.
We want the same thing.
Okay, so let’s fucking find Ivan.
All right, but look at me.
Look at me.
Once we find Ivan… which we will…
and we get this thing annulled… which we will…
you’re gonna walk away with ten K fee
and never, ever contact Ivan again.
Is that understood?
Fine.
(chuckling softly)
TOROS: Untie her.
(in Russian): You got their marriage license and passport?
(breathing heavily)
(water shuts off)
ANI: Excuse me, I have to get dressed.
Can I have some privacy, please?
Anora Mikheeva?
Ani. It’s Ani.
It says Anora.
I know, but I go by Ani.
Thank you.
Okay, get in.
(in Russian): So I’m done?
You’re with us until we find him. Get in.
(in English): Wait, why is… why is he getting back here?
I’m not sitting next to this fucking psychopath.
(in Russian): Can I sit in the front?
(in English): You are the fucking psychopath.
Yes, get in the front.
I don’t want to fucking sit next to you. I’m not getting back there with you.
ANI: Un-fucking-believable.
(in Russian): Klara, come here.
It’s a bit messier than usual today.
So this is for you. No questions.
TOROS (in English): So you’re saying he’s gonna be there?
I have no fucking idea.
TOROS: He better be.
(horn honking)
Okay, let’s go!
I need to go to the hospital… (speaks Armenian)
TOROS: No, you’re okay. Don’t worry about it.
GARNIK: No, I’m not, bro.
(horn honking)
I feel like I have a concussion or something.
I’m sorry for what…
TOROS: Let’s go!
Let’s go! Let’s go!
(horn honking)
…was happening back there.
(in Russian): How could I have imagined…
I don’t want your dude talking to me, okay?
Leave her the fuck alone, man!
GARNIK (in English): My head is pounding, bro.
(horn honking)
You can’t even…
TOROS: Shut it, Garnik!
(tires squeal)
(Garnik groaning)
ANI: Oh, my God, we’re gonna get into a fucking car accident with you driving like that.
Are you suicidal or something?
Just shut the fuck up.
You almost hit that fucking old lady.
What do you know about driving? What do you know?
You shut the fuck up. (in Russian): Swing by my place and I will give
him something so he’ll stop whining. (in English): You’ve been bitching and moaning
this entire fucking car ride about a little fucking scratch on your face.
(speaking in Russian) You’re the biggest fucking pussy I ever met.
(horn blasting in distance)
(lively chatter nearby)
(in Russian): Just don’t eat all at once.
(tires squeal)
TOROS (in English): What the fuck?
Okay, let’s go. It doesn’t matter.
Let’s go.
GARNIK: Let’s go.
(seagulls screeching)
A little bit faster.
Hurry up.
(door opens, entry bell jingles)
Hey, Crystal.
CRYSTAL: Hey, Ani.
Hey, have you seen Vanya today?
No, why? Is everything okay?
No? Uh, yeah, everything’s fine. Could you give him a call for me, please?
Okay. What’s going on?
I just need you to call him.
Can you do me a favor and call him?
Um…
Don’t ask too many questions. Just pick up your phone and call him.
Okay. Tom? Tom, Ani’s here…
TOROS: Miss?
ANI: Hey, Tom.
What’s up, Ani?
Have you seen Vanya today?
(overlapping chatter)
I have not. No.
Okay, has he, like, texted or called you at all?
TOM: No, not at all. No. ANI: Okay, could you just call him right now
for me?
Wait. Who are these dudes?
TOROS: My friend, can you…
ANI: It’s fine. Can you call Ivan, please?
Is everything okay?
Wait, what’s going on?
Everything is fine.
Why would I call Ivan?
Just pick up your phone and call him.
I’m not gonna call him. Who are you?
Doesn’t matter who I am. I just need you to call him.
It does matter. I’m not gonna give you
my fucking phone to call Ivan.
Listen. Ivan is in a lot of trouble. We need to find him.
Hey, hey, one of you better get Ivan on the line now.
(laughing)
“On… on the line”?
“On the line”?
What the fuck is funny?
Who the fuck are these guys?
What the fuck is funny, man?
I’m telling you to call Ivan. What’s wrong with that? Don’t complicate your life.
Man, I’m gonna come back there and just gonna fucking…
TOM: I’ll complicate your fucking life, you motherfucker.
Why?
That’s not a good idea. That is not a good idea.
Get the fuck out of here.
CRYSTAL: Tom.
(in Russian): What’s up, man?
Tough guy. What do you plan to do with that?
Break your legs if you don’t get the fuck out.
TOROS (in English): I told you it’s a fucking bad idea.
Tom.
TOROS: So pick up your phone and call him now.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
CRYSTAL: Tom.
Fuck off. (in Russian): Fucking smash everything.
(Crystal screams)
CRYSTAL: What the fuck?
TOM: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…
CRYSTAL: Tell him to fucking stop! What the fuck?
TOM: Oh, no.
Fucking call Ivan now!
TOM: What the fuck, man?
CRYSTAL: Okay, okay.
Jesus, fuck!
TOM: That’s crazy.
Oh, fuck.
TOM: I am so fucked.
Put it on speaker.
(line ringing)
TOM: I am so fucked.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Please leave your message…
TOROS: Where’s your phone?
TOM: Hold on, man.
Just don’t break anything, all right?
TOROS: Call him.
What the fuck?
Put it on speaker.
There you go. There you go.
Just don’t break anything, man.
He’s not gonna answer the phone. He’s not gonna answer.
I know. I know it.
Please leave your message…
He’s not gonna fucking answer.
(Crystal whimpering)
Where’s his other friend?
Is he with Aleks?
TOM: Aleks is working right now. He can’t be with Aleks.
Where is he working?
CRYSTAL: Tatiana’s.
TOM: Fuck.
Let’s go.
TOM (groaning): No. Oh, no.
(door opens)
What the hell?
(door closes)
Jesus fucking Christ.
Where are you going?
To the car.
It’s five-minute walk.
No, no, no. I’m not walking down there.
Let’s drive up there.
It’s fucking freezing.
No, I’m not gonna look for other parking.
Come on, let’s go.
Why don’t we drive?
It’s right here. Walk.
Chop-chop. Move.
(Ani sighs)
(in Russian): It’s fucking cold, man. Look at me.
Are you doing this on purpose? What the fuck, bro.
(seagulls screeching)
(Ani panting)
ANI (in English): That took way fucking longer
than five minutes.
HOSTESS: Hey.
Table for four?
(in Russian): Is Aleks here? Aleks?
Aleks?
He should be working here.
The assistant cook?
Yes.
(in English): Let’s go.
No, wait. Hold on.
You guys cannot go in there.
No, you’re good. You’re good.
(in Russian): They know what they’re doing, relax.
(in English): Oh, my God, Aleks.
Ani!
Have you seen Vanya?
No. What’s going on?
ANI: We’re looking for Vanya. It’s a family emergency.
TOROS: Have you seen Ivan?
What the fuck is going on?
Have you seen Ivan?
No.
(in English): You’re good. No, you’re good.
(in Russian): I can get fired.
You’re good. Don’t worry.
Don’t worry about it.
Can you call him, please?
I haven’t seen him. Call him? Really?
Yes, just call him.
ANI: Yes, please call him. Call him.
Are you an actress?
I saw you somewhere? Uh?
I’m not an actress, no.
No? You look good. (in Russian): Where are you from?
(in English): Give me your phone one second. One second.
ANI: We can’t find Vanya anywhere. Have you talked to him today?
No, I haven’t saw him. He’s probably at home.
(sighs) No, he’s not
at home, and Tom and Crystal haven’t seen him, either.
Can I have my phone back, please? Thank you.
I need Ivan’s photo.
Okay.
You got to have your husband’s photo on your phone.
No, I am not giving you my phone.
I need your phone for one second.
I just need your phone…
I… No, and you know what?
If you touch me again, I will fucking scream.
ALEKS: Shh, shh. Stop. Stop.
(in Russian): Use Instagram.
(in English): I don’t have Instagram.
I’m an adult, man. What are you talking about?
You’re going to cost me my job here. Please.
(in Russian): I have it. Here.
(in English): Guys.
Oh, okay.
Ani, what’s-what’s going on?
We’re looking for…
We’re looking for Vanya. We don’t know where he is.
But it’s like, this nigga’s fucking insane.
Okay, thank you. Where…
Where are you going?
(indistinct chatter)
(woman singing)
You think that he would be with Dasha?
(scoffs) Not unless he’s in Bahamas with her
and her new fuck boy.
Stop the music one second. Stop the music.
(in Russian): Excuse me, I’m terribly sorry.
But I need one minute of your attention.
We are looking for a missing child, a sick child.
I’m going to show you his photo.
Any information would be greatly appreciated.
We’re the ones fucking paying and he wants attention?
My apologies, but the kid is very sick.
Please let us know if you’ve seen him.
You didn’t see him?
Give me a cigarette.
Are you kidding me?
I’m freezing, and this guy wants cigarettes.
Toros, seriously…
(in English): You’ll get cold if you don’t cover your neck.
Why did you bring that?
Why the fuck did you bring that?
Why? So you could fucking gag me again?
Motherfucker.
(breathing heavily)
Fuck it. Give me the scarf.
(sighs)
(wind howling)
(breathing heavily)
(ship’s horn blowing in distance)
TOROS: No! No! No! (in Russian): Swear to God!
(in English): Hey! Hey! This is my car! No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Man, it’s already attached.
Please.
It’s already attached. I got to take it.
I got to take it in.
Don’t take my car. Don’t do that.
This is my car.
Hey, listen to me. Hey! It’s your fault!
You were parked in the middle of the fucking street, okay?
TOROS: My friend, I was just parking! There is no sign.
I’ll give you money. How much?
Listen to me.
100, 200, 300? Tell me.
Listen, down in the yard, you’re gonna talk to
people.
Take the money.
Okay? You’re gonna talk…
Take the money.
Fuck you, then. Fuck you.
What do you mean, fuck me?
Fuck you.
DRIVER: What the… I don’t give a shit.
Hey.
Get the fuck out of my way.
You get out the fucking car!
(engine starts)
You fucking asked for this.
(engine revving, tires squealing)
(indistinct shouting)
I’ve been on the job two fucking weeks, bro!
What the fuck are you… Are you fucking kidding?
Fucking kidding me!
Oh, my fucking God.
DRIVER: Jesus Christ!
DRIVER: Are you fucking…
(horn honking)
It’s all because of you.
It’s all because of you.
Fuck you!
TOROS: Get in the car!
Come on! Come on!
DRIVER: You are so fucked. I have your license plate.
If you get in that car, you’re all fucked.
(tires squealing)
No, no, no, no, no!
What the fuck are you doing?
Fuck you, Russians!
ANI: God.
Jesus Christ. (in Russian): You are crazy.
(in English): You guys are fucking crazy.
We’re going to find this fucker
even if it takes all fucking night.
(in Russian): I swear on my mother’s life…
What the fuck did you just do?
TOROS (in English): Come on, give me something. Like, something.
Some… Where would you…
ANI: I don’t know.
I don’t know.
TOROS: Think. Think. Where?
ANI: He… Gaming. He likes video games.
Maybe he’ll be at an arcade or something. I don’t know.
(in Russian): Hurry up. Stay awake, man.
Guys, anybody see this guy today?
Have you seen Vanya Zakharov?
(responds in Russian)
Guys, see this kid today?
TOROS (in English): Oh! Billiard hall.
There-there is the billiard hall.
Remember five years ago we…
you-you were teaching him how to play billiard?
We played here, right here around the corner.
You remember?
ANI: Five years ago?
GARNIK: I remember.
(billiard balls clacking)
(indistinct chatter)
Come, come. One second, my friend.
Look at this picture. Have you seen
this guy?
Ivan, Ivan.
Is that Vanya?
Yeah.
Have you seen him today?
MAN: No, not today.
WOMAN: No.
WOMAN: He does the greatest parties, though.
MAN: Yeah, he’s really cool.
(in Armenian): I hate this bitch so much,
I want to vomit when I see her face.
AUTOMATED VOICE (in English): Please leave your message…
Guys, have you seen this guy?
He’s-he’s been missing.
You sure?
(in Russian): Let me ask them.
Wait, stop.
Give me a second.
TOROS (in English): Guys, have you seen this… this guy today?
DINER: No.
(in Russian): He’s probably not lost, perhaps he is kidnapped.
Yeah sure, kidnapped… Of course.
(in English): Think, think, think, think.
And can you keep calling him, please?
(Garnik retches, gags)
(in Russian): What the fuck?
(in English): Oh, my God.
Oh, you got to be
fucking kidding me!
Jesus fucking Christ.
(Garnik groaning)
You understand that my wife
has to drive this car tomorrow?
Do you?
How am I gonna get rid of this smell? Huh?
(in Russian): It’s better you go back to Yerevan.
Fucking get rid of you.
Do you want to blow us up?
I’m careful.
Fuck off!
Get the fuck out of here!
(Igor coughing)
You care about Ivan more than me.
Start cleaning!
Who’s more important? Ivan or your dying brother?
(in English): Yeah, I’m not getting back in there.
(in Russian): Fuck Ivan. Fuck that little bitch.
Mm-mm.
(in English): It still fucking stinks in here.
(sniffs) Fuck, I know. Shit!
Which clubs did you go with him?
I don’t know. We went to…
Huh?
I don’t know. We went to a lot of ’em.
Take me to every single one.
(lively chatter)
(dance music playing)
Hey, have you seen this guy today?
Yeah, we cut him off. He was wasted.
When?
Like 20 minutes ago.
He just left.
Have you guys seen this guy today?
No?
(in Russian): Did you ask about Ivan Zakharov?
He left me an $800 bill.
Where is he now?
How should I know? But somebody has to pay me.
(in English): Okay, bye.
No, wait. But you know him.
TOROS: I told him my apologies.
You can tell him one more time.
I’m gonna definitely make them up to you.
Or up to them, or up to you.
(indistinct chatter over phone)
Wh-What can I do?
Wh-What do you want me to do?
He’s fine.
(in Russian): Tell his mom that everything is fine,
he’s sitting next to me.
(speaks Russian) (in English): Is it a real mink?
(in Russian): I’m telling you… I can’t talk anymore. I have to go.
(in English): No.
(in Russian): Please, I’m begging you. Please stop.
IGOR: Oh. (in English): It looks like real mink.
TOROS: Of course I do. Why you… (in Russian): I am ashamed as well.
(in English): Yeah, it’s fucking real, but it’s not mink.
(in Russian): I’m the godfather of that child.
(in English): It’s fucking Russian sable, okay?
Which is worth a lot more than mink.
(in Russian): Of course I’m ashamed.
TOROS (in English): No, don’t-don’t ta…
don’t talk about that baby.
Guys, have you seen this guy today?
(lively chatter)
(dance music playing)
(in Russian): End of the line.
I just have a question.
Have you seen this kid?
Yeah, he was here 30 minutes ago.
He was too drunk to enter.
Do you know where he went?
Who the fuck knows.
(in English): Your I.D., please.
(in Armenian): What a shitty godfather you are.
Instead of protecting the child, you just left him.
(in Armenian): Are you fucking with me?
Maybe he’s on a bender.
(in Armenian): If you’re so competent,
why did you let him leave?
How do you say bender?
(in English): Uh, “bender.”
It-it’s a bender. Yeah.
(in Armenian): Tor, what does that have to do with competence?
(in Armenian): Fuck this shit. I didn’t sign up for this.
I just want to go home to Armenia. This sucks.
(chatter fades)
(“All the Things She Said” by t.A.T.u. playing)
♪ All the things she said, all the things she said ♪
♪ Runnin’ through my head, runnin’ through my head ♪
♪ Runnin’ through my head, all the things she said ♪
♪ All the things she said, runnin’ through my head ♪
♪ Runnin’ through my head, all the things she said… ♪
(in English): I’m so fucked.
So fucked!
You know, he fucked me much harder than he fucked you.
Oh, yeah?
Hundred percent.
Trust me.
If we haven’t found him by now, we are not finding him.
Did I ask you? Did I ask you?
(in Russian): I’m just saying, man.
(in English): Keep your opinion to yourself.
(in Russian): I’m not going to talk at all from now on.
(Garnik sighs)
(in English): Ani’s fucking billionaire husband
just strolled in, and he’s looking for action.
And I’m gonna give him some.
Vanya?
(sighs) Vanya.
You know, it’s so sad.
That marriage must really be in the toilet already.
Vanya’s here?
(spits)
‘Scuse!
Have you seen this guy today?
No.
How about you, sir?
(in Russian): Igor, thank you for the pills.
(in English): I want what he had. I want one of those.
Did you fucking hear me? I said, “I want one of those.”
No.
No?
What the fuck? Why?
‘Cause I don’t deal drugs.
A fucking gopnik who can afford to live in Brightwater
and doesn’t deal drugs?
Yeah, right.
It’s my grandmother’s apartment and her drugs.
(scoffs)
I don’t have any more, and I’m not gopnik.
Yeah, you’re right.
You’re a faggot-ass bitch, is what you are.
Hey, guys, have you seen this guy today?
GROUP: No.
(in Russian): What does faggot-ass bitch mean?
Fucking faggot.
(in English): Yep, what he said.
(in Russian): Go away!
Why are you being rude?
I’m just asking a question. I don’t give a shit.
(in English): And why am I faggot-ass bitch?
I don’t know.
They say you’re just born that way.
(Garnik laughs)
TOROS: You know what, I’m so sick of your generation, man.
I mean, look at you.
No respect for elder,
no respect for authority, no goals.
I mean, the only goal you have just to buy
pair of cool sneakers. That’s all.
I mean, honestly. Come on.
What the fuck is wrong with you? Huh?
(diners murmuring)
(in Russian): Why don’t you just hear me out?
(diners murmuring)
(in English): No work ethics.
Lazy, stupid.
I don’t understand.
I’ve been working since I’m 16 years old.
What is wrong with you?
(cell phone chimes)
All you do is TikTok, Instagram, TikTok, Instagram.
That’s it.
He’s at HQ!
What?
Fucking Headquarters!
(pop music playing)
Hey. Hello.
TOROS: What’s the address?
ANI: West 38th Street.
GARNIK: Whoo! I fucking love that place.
TOROS: You mean fucking Manhattan?
ANI: Yeah, it’s in fucking Manhattan.
TOROS: Oh, my fucking God. (speaks Russian)
Hurry up!
GARNIK: Oh, I need cash.
Toros!
That’s 45 minutes away. Hurry up.
Beautiful.
You’re Vanya, right?
Yeah, that’s me.
TOROS: Anora. Anora!
It’s not Anora. It’s Ani.
Tell your friend to hold him there at any cost.
Even if they have to physically hold him.
Like, grab him really.
♪ I said go on, girl ♪
(Ivan grunting rhythmically)
♪ Do your thang, do your thang, drop, go ♪
♪ Little Sally Walker, uh, shake it proper, uh ♪
♪ Bend it over, make it wobble, uh, got a lotta buns ♪
♪ Pick it up and drop it, uh… ♪
More? More?
More, more.
Because you have the best skin that I ever touch.
♪ Add that shit up just like mathematics ♪
♪ If you do it for free, then it’s ass backwards ♪
♪ All of you bitches is mad at me ♪
♪ Probably mad ’cause you ain’t in my tax bracket… ♪
I love you. I love you.
How do you say…
In Russian?
(speaks Russian)
(speaking gibberish) (both speaking gibberish, laughing)
LULU: Don’t have a heart attack,
but Vanya’s upstairs in a private with Diamond.
Ani, who the hell are these guys?
♪ Daddy as fuck ♪
♪ I feel daddy as fuck ♪
♪ Daddy as fuck ♪
♪ I feel daddy as fuck ♪
♪ I feel, I feel, I feel ♪
♪ Da-Da-Daddy as fuck ♪
♪ Daddy as fuck ♪
♪ I-I-I feel daddy as fuck ♪
♪ Whippin’ in a pink truck, daddy as fuck ♪
♪ He wanna get in my guts, lickin’ my clit till I nut ♪
♪ Daddy as fuck, I feel daddy as fuck… ♪
Vanya?
Where is… He’s in one of these rooms?
Yeah.
(snorting)
ANI: Shit. Sorry.
Sorry. Sorry, Daisy.
Hey, Ani.
TOROS: Vanya? Oh, shit.
ANI: Carla, have you seen Diamond?
I think she’s in the pole room. Hey, what’s going…
What’s pole room?
Fucking pole room.
♪ I feel daddy as fuck ♪
♪ I feel, I feel, I feel… ♪ (“JUD” by Mnogoznaal playing)
Vanya?
Oh, what the fuck?
Oh, get the fuck off my fucking husband.
You fucking mad?
ANI: Yeah, I am about to be fucking mad, bitch.
DIAMOND: Skip out, ho.
ANI: Let’s go!
Oh, you want to fucking go?
You fucking bitch.
Yeah, come get some, bitch.
(in Russian): We’re running around all night
and this fucking guy is here getting his rocks off.
(in English): Nice to see you guys. (in Russian): We were looking for you
all night, you fuck! Vanya, we’ve been fucking looking for you. All night!
(in English): I’ve been texting. I’ve been fucking calling you.
Why haven’t you answered any of my fucking calls?
TOROS: You little son of a bitch.
Why’d you fucking leave me, Vanya?
I tried to run after you. These guys, they fucking tied my wrists up. They took my ring.
IVAN: For what, bro?
They fucking assaulted me, Vanya.
TOROS: Okay, get up. Let’s go. You can talk in the car.
Get up.
ANI: No, I fucking found
him, so I get to fucking talk to him.
Okay? That was the deal.
Vanya, our hour’s not over.
Oh, get her the fuck out of here!
Oh, get the fuck out of my private, bitch!
ANI: Vanya, look at me.
I am looking at you.
I’m coming back, bitch.
LULU: Fuck you, Diamond.
This is very important.
Vanya, look at me.
Just listen to me, baby, listen.
These guys, they want us to get a divorce, okay?
TOROS: It’s not divorce.
I told you hundred times.
ANI: Back off. Let me…
It’s annulment. Annulment.
IVAN: Ah.
ANI: Vanya, tell them
that we’re not gonna get a divorce, okay?
Tell them that this is a mistake.
(in Russian): Are my parents here yet?
(in English): Baby, this is very important.
TOROS: Listen to me here.
No, no, no. We… TOROS: Your parents are coming at 12:00.
ANI: I helped you find him, so let me fucking talk to him.
(in Russian): We still need to go to the courthouse!
(in English): Vanya, just look at me, okay? Fucking ignore them. It doesn’t fucking matter
about her. It doesn’t matter about anything, okay? Just… I need you to tell them…
(laughing)
Vanya, this is not funny.
(laughing): I know. It’s not.
Vanya, look at me, baby.
Let’s stay married, okay?
Yeah. You know these guys? Yeah, I love them. I love them.
Jesus, Vanya.
(music stops)
(Ivan whimpers, grumbles)
We have to talk about this, okay?
This is very, very important, all right?
I don’t want to talk about it right now.
Okay, but just-just… Look what he…
(Ivan blows raspberry)
No, no, no, Vanya, we can’t drink right now.
You need to tell them… Guys, he’s fucking drunk.
We can’t talk right… No.
We’re not fucking done talking.
I wanted to talk to him.
Come on.
(in Russian): Here we go!
ANI (in English): Vanya. Vanya.
(“Where the Hood At?” by DMX playing)
Vanya, Vanya, we have to keep talking about this.
(indistinct, overlapping chatter)
Vanya!
Do not fucking touch me! Jesus.
Vanya, we’re not… we have to keep talking.
They’re trying to bring us to get a divorce. We can’t…
Do not fucking…
Get the fuck out of my fucking face.
Jimmy, Ani’s here with three guys causing a scene.
Russian Ani?
♪ Yo, yo ♪
♪ Yo-yo, yo-yo ♪
♪ Yo, yo, yo, yo ♪
♪ Man, cats don’t know what it’s gon’ be… ♪
I fucking told you. Get the fuck out of my fucking face.
Didn’t I? Two weeks.
On the fucking nose!
(yelps) Wrong one, bitch.
(overlapping shouting)
Guys, there’s a fucking fight!
No way!
Oh, shit!
(laughter, whooping)
Oh, my God, I love it.
♪ I ain’t touchin’ your hand… ♪
(yelps)
GARNIK: I don’t recommend that.
(clamoring)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
(in Russian): Garnik, do something!
(clamoring continues)
(music stops, feedback squeals)
DJ (in English): Yo, yo, yo. Break it up, break it up.
Take it outside. Take that shit outside.
There’s no fighting at HQ.
(clamoring continues)
Okay, calm down.
Whoa.
DAWN: Man, get the fuck out of here! No.
Get the fuck out of here.
(in Russian): Get in.
(in English): Get back. Get the fuck out of here.
BOUNCER: You told me Ani’s one of our girls.
Go. Go.
(indinstinct chatter)
(tires squealing) Fucking found you! We found you!
I can’t believe you went running like a fucking baby.
But it’s okay. Your parents are coming.
You’re gone. You’re gone, finally.
GARNIK: Fucking gone.
Vanya. Vanya.
Do you know what’s happening right now?
Do you fucking know what’s going on right now, Vanya?
IVAN: Mm-hmm.
GARNIK: Get off me, man.
ANI: He’s fucking wasted. He-he…
I need to talk to him when he’s fucking sober.
I can’t talk to him like this.
TOROS: Talking is done.
ANI: Talking is not done.
Of course he’s gonna do anything you say.
He’s fucking plastered.
TOROS: Talking is done.
Now we’re gonna get this thing done in three hours.
ANI: No, this wasn’t the fucking deal.
Yes, it was.
GARNIK: Oh, slow down. I’m gonna get sick.
TOROS: We’re gonna get this thing done.
You’re gonna get your fucking money,
and you’re gonna walk away… that’s it.
That was the deal.
ANI: Fuck.
TOROS: What? You know, you must…
You must really hate me, man.
(Ani groans)
I mean, seriously.
And after all I’ve done for you.
You know, everything.
I mean, I bailed you out how many times?
Huh? How many times?
And you do this to me?
You know, it-it makes me upset.
You know, it’s… You know how…
how embarrassing that is for me?
Huh?
Are you even listening to what I’m saying?
GARNIK: He’s passed out, abed.
Now we wait.
(Garnik sputters, groans)
Okay. He’s here. Hey.
Wake up. Wake up.
He’s here. Let’s go.
(birds chirping)
(horn honking in distance)
ANI: Vanya.
(in Russian): Wake up, brother, come out, please.
GARNIK (in English): I want to stay in the car.
ANI: Vanya, Vanya, look at me.
(in Russian): Do not get a ticket and do not get towed.
(in English): We need to talk before you go in there, okay?
Vanya?
(in Russian): Keep your phone on.
(in English): Vanya, Vanya, don’t say anything
when you go in there, okay? Vanya.
Vanya, I’m gonna handle this, okay.
I got it.
Handle what?
Don’t talk to him.
None of your fucking business.
TOROS: Let’s go.
Hello, everyone.
TOROS: How are you, sir?
Toros.
Stop it, stop it, stop it.
Whoa, whoa. Is he all right there?
ANI: Does he fucking look all right to you?
TOROS: He is okay.
He is not fucking all right.
He can barely stand.
How are you?
Fine, thanks. Uh, the judge is being very kind,
and he bumped us up.
TOROS: Good.
Hello, Ivan.
(in Russian): Ivan, it’s Michael Sharnov, your father’s attorney.
Remember me? You don’t remember Uncle Michael?
(Ivan mutters in Russian)
(in English): He’s a little bit tired.
It’s okay.
I see.
Tired?
And this is the…
The lucky lady.
Okay. And who is this?
Him we’re gonna need.
(in Russian): Just holding.
(in English): Okay, I don’t know what that means,
and I don’t want to know.
Let’s go. Get your I.D.’s ready. (in Russian): I talked to him
and it’s clear he wants this done. But does he know that his son is intoxicated?
He’s not intoxicated, he just woke up.
(in English): Toros, please. Come on, man.
I’m not gonna risk my license because you can’t…
You want to keep working for Zakharov family or not?
IVAN: Oh.
(Toros speaking quietly)
Mr. Sharnov. Consider yourself very fortunate.
Your Honor.
We have a light calendar today, so, um, what’s your urgent matter?
Your Honor, we are here to file a complaint and request for an immediate annulment of a union
that took place under duress.
Ivan Zakharov and Anora Mikheeva married…
Duress, my fucking ass.
Okay.
JUDGE: Whoa!
(gavel banging)
ANI: I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Your Honor, but this is bullshit. It’s bullshit.
SHARNOV: Your Honor, I…
These men are trying to…
You got to stop. You can’t… you can’t talk this way.
Okay. I’m sorry. They’re trying… Do not fucking touch me.
Who’s this man in the camel coat? ANI: Security, please get this man away from me.
JUDGE: Who are you, sir? Mr. Sharnov, is he with you?
Get… Get him away from me.
OFFICER: Come on, come on. Come on.
JUDGE: Officer, take him…
SHARNOV: Your Honor, I apologize.
ANI: Thank you, Officer. I appreciate it.
Okay, have a seat. Have a seat.
I’m sorry.
ANI: And thank you, Your Honor. I really appreciate it.
You’re welcome. You’re welcome. Keep that tone.
ANI: Okay.
You’re welcome.
Your Honor, clearly, my husband is intoxicated
right now. He is in no place to be making any decisions.
Uh, Your Honor, objection. She shouldn’t be talking.
Don’t listen to her, please.
(gavel slamming)
JUDGE: Camel coat, sit down. Down.
My stomach.
ANI: He is clearly intoxicated, Your Honor.
Why is she talking?
Your Honor, I apologize. Your Honor, what I have been trying to explain to you,
we got married legally.
Objection, Your Honor.
They’re not legally married, and she shouldn’t be talking.
Sir. Sir.
ANI: I shouldn’t be talking?
Camel man, sit down.
My apologies.
SHARNOV: Your Honor, I-I apologize. My client doesn’t know what she’s saying. I’m sorry.
ANI: And they are trying to force us to get an annulment…
I-I am intoxicated.
JUDGE: Sit quietly or begone. Please.
We got legally married at a legitimate marriage place in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Miss, please keep it down. Keep it down.
It is real. We have a marriage certificate.
JUDGE: Mr. Sharnov, take charge now.
ANI: We’re not gonna be signing…
They got married in Nevada?
(gavel slamming)
So what?
(in Russian): We can’t get it annulled here.
What?
ANI: Thank you for listening, Your Honor.
(in Russian): We can file for one but if you want this now, you have to go there.
JUDGE (in English): Mr. Sharnov. Last time.
ANI: Do you see what I’ve been dealing with?
(gavel slams)
Are you fucking kidding me?
(in English): Folks, get out. Okay that’s it.
(in Russian): My stomach hurts.
No, no, no, no.
OFFICER: Have a seat.
No, no, no. Officer, get him off the table before he throws up.
SHARNOV: I need… I need…
TOROS: Fuck!
OFFICER: Come on.
Get him off the table. Get him out.
TOROS: Fuck!
JUDGE: Everyone out of the court.
(gavel slamming)
JUDGE: Clear the court, Officer.
OFFICER: Come on, time to go.
IVAN: Let’s go. Let’s go. Let’s go.
JUDGE: Officer, clear the court, please.
Why did you go to Vegas? Why not here in New
York?
Guys, you don’t have to fucking drag him around.
Why not here in New York?
Can you explain to me? We got fucking married in Vegas because
that’s where he proposed to me.
TOROS: So now we’re gonna go see your parents.
ANI: Vanya.
You’re gonna explain to them that you went to Vegas without my permission.
ANI: No, we’re not fucking going anywhere.
You understand? Because it wasn’t my fault.
ANI: Vanya.
You, too.
Oh, no, I am not going fucking anywhere.
You’re gonna have to tell them that you-you took him to Vegas without my permission.
I am not going… No, no.
No, no, no. I…
This is not my fault.
No, we are, we are so…
Get in the car. Get in the car.
I’m not getting in the fucking car, ’cause we’re fucking done here. And I
want my fucking ring now, motherfucker. (in Russian): You got a ticket?
GARNIK: What’s going on?
Vanya, get out of the car, okay?
You do not have to listen to these people. Okay? You don’t have to listen to
them because you’re an adult, Vanya. You’re an adult, okay?
(in Russian): You had one job and you get a ticket?
I must have dozed off. You dozed off! But I told you not to fall asleep!
(in Russian): Yeah, but are we done?
You are an adult. You are an adult.
(in English): Let’s go.
(in Russian): I just need to talk with my parents.
(in English): Okay. (sighs)
Okay. All right.
We’ll talk to your parents, okay?
We’re gonna talk to your parents,
and they’re gonna understand because they love you.
(in Russian): Get in.
What happened?
They got married in Vegas, that’s what happened.
(in English): They love you, and they’re gonna understand, okay?
Vanya, okay? Right?
They’re gonna understand, right?
Get in the car.
Get in the car.
(in Russian): What are we going to do now?
This is a never-ending nightmare…
ANI (in English): Right, Vanya?
Right?
TOROS: Get in the car.
(panting)
(engine starts)
I want him clean and presentable in ten minutes.
And, you, behave.
(gate beeping)
(in Russian): Once,
this idiot and his friends decided to swim in Kool-Aid.
Vanya.
Do you know what is it? It’s a juice.
They were stoned
and poured four pounds
of Kool-Aid in the pool.
They destroyed the whole system.
Eighty-seven thousand dollars in damages.
(jet engine whooshing)
(exhales)
(buzzing)
(beeping)
(hangar door clanking open)
(engine whirring)
Hello, Galina Stepanovna.
Where is he?
(in English): Okay.
Showtime.
(sighs)
(in Russian): Nikolai Zakharov, how was your flight?
Face down, ass up.
I have some bad news.
Go on.
You’re not going to be happy.
I’m already not happy.
What?
GALINA: Vanya. Vanya.
(in Russian): What’s wrong with you? Look at me.
Are you drunk?
(Galina sniffs)
Damn…
Garnik, he’s drunk.
Yes, Galina Stepanovna,
he’s not sober, but it’s not our fault.
Mom, I got it, I’m already embarrassed.
So, you’re embarrassed?
Yes.
So, you’re embarrassed?
You made our family a national disgrace.
Galina Zakharova,
I’m Anora.
It’s so wonderful to finally meet you.
It’s such an honor to be Ivan’s wife
and a part of your beautiful family.
(in English): Ivan is not your husband,
and you are not part of this family.
And your Russian is embarrassing. (sniffles)
(in Russian): Is this from the new collection?
Yes, new collection.
(in English): Uh, ma’am?
Ma’am?
Yes?
Vanya and I, we are in love,
and we would like you to accept that.
Vanya is not in love with you.
Understand?
And we will not accept it, okay?
NIKOLAI: Galina.
(in Russian): Toros has something to tell you.
(in English): Fuck.
You are all idiots.
Vanya, we cannot get on the fucking plane right now.
GALINA: Toros, we will discuss your future in our company.
Vanya, why are you listening to your fucking parents?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Vanya, we have to talk right fucking now, okay?
(in Russian): Kolya, hang up the phone already!
(in English): Vanya, we have to fucking talk.
GALINA: No, no, no, no. Go back to the plane.
(in Russian): I want us refueled and in the air in ten minutes.
(in English): Vanya, fucking look at me. Vanya.
Vanya, be a fucking man and talk to me!
(in Russian): Is it necessary to take the night butterfly with us?
Yes, both parties must be present.
(in English): What do you want me to say?
(scoffs)
Can you understand that now we must go
in the fucking plane and fly to fucking Vegas?
Get it?
You get it?
So we’re getting a divorce? You…
(laughing): Of course! Are you stupid?
(in Russian): Ivan, hurry up!
One second.
(in English): And thank you…
…for making my last trip to America so fun.
Yeah? You had fun?
Yeah.
Let’s go.
(in Russian): Where is she?
I don’t know, there.
(in English): GALINA: Board the plane now.
No.
No, I’m not doing that.
You are getting on this plane, and you are getting divorced.
Yeah, we’re gonna get a fucking divorce, but, uh, first, I’m getting a lawyer.
Then I’m gonna sue Ivan and you, and I’m gonna walk away with fucking half because I didn’t sign a prenup.
Do that, and you’ll lose everything.
Any money you may have… although I doubt you have much…
will be gone.
Do you have a house?
Do you have a car?
All gone.
Your life and the lives of your family and friends, everything will be destroyed.
(quiet chatter in Russian)
(in Russian): You want to talk about it now?
Yes.
Because I don’t.
Please show some respect, I’m hungover.
If we were your age, and if we had everything we wanted…
Listen, you little shit.
Next week,
you start working.
IVAN: Ah.
Understand, little shit?
Why do you need me there?
Maybe it’s not the right moment but I just want to say…
I’m very happy to finally
be able to spend time with your wonderful family…
Thank you so much for trusting me and Toros…
Stop it, get out of here. Are you crazy?
I want to say a couple of nice things to them.
Better you married a man.
So what if I married a man? Do you think that can’t happen?
Then what kind of freedom can we talk about?
If I can’t potentially marry a man?
Galina Stepanovna, I just…
Listen!
I’m sorry, I just want to use that moment
to say thank you…
Don’t interfere!
We are having a family discussion.
So you think it’s normal?
Everything that happened is normal?
How did you end up in Vegas?
(chatter continues in Russian)
(in English): I understand…
and forgive you what you did.
(in Russian): I just bought a ticket and flew to Vegas!
Why can’t I do that?
Who gave you permission?
Who would forbid me?
(in English): Great.
(in Russian): You talk about freedom and then ask why I went to Vegas.
(in English): I’m so grateful for your forgiveness.
(in Russian): Why can’t I just fly to Vegas?
(sighs) Because you went to study.
Not to party, drink and get hungover.
(Ivan groans)
Why make a tragedy out of it?
What do you want from me? Do you want me to apologize?
Just kill me, mom!
What did I do? I just spent time with an escort.
I just spent a week with her. So what’s the big deal?
Why are you making this such a big deal?
This isn’t our family’s biggest problem.
Sit!
It’s not
going to be a fucking problem.
I breast-fed you!
(in English): I’m fucking glad to be divorcing your sorry ass.
You are fucking pathetic, man.
Are you seriously?
You’re a pathetic motherfucker.
(Ivan stammers)
Fucking pathetic.
You’re a pathetic motherfucker.
IVAN: Blyat, no.
See?
(Ivan yells)
(in Russian): You hurt your mother so much!
I gave you everything.
Kolya, give me your hand, please.
(Igor sniffs)
(Ani sniffs)
(Igor sighs)
(lively chatter)
CLERK (in English): I’m just going to need some signatures.
If I could just get that back from…
Actually, if I could just hang on to all…
Could I just… Thank you.
Okay, question.
CLERK: Okay. Yes, of course.
GALINA: What this mean?
CLERK: We don’t need to worry about that.
That’s for the judge, so…
GALINA: Are you sure?
CLERK: Um… (laughs) Very sure.
Okay, so we’re just gonna need some signatures here.
So there you go, and this one will be for…
(in Russian): Come here.
(in English): Sorry, I’m gonna mispronounce your name.
GALINA: Sign.
CLERK: So, Anora Mikheeva,
I just need your signature as well.
Thank you. Oh, oh. (chuckles)
There you are.
Where the red box is.
(camera clicks)
(pen signing)
GALINA: Sign, please.
(paper slides across table)
(pen signing)
CLERK: And then… oh, sorry… just one more.
Um…
(camera clicks)
(pen signing)
Great.
Oh. Oh, um…
ANI: May I have my I.D.?
You can.
ANI: All right. Let’s go. Come on.
(in Russian): This may be out of line
but I think it’d be appropriate if Ivan apologizes.
Don’t pay attention to him. He is tired.
He also drank on an empty stomach on the plane.
He helped us all night.
Listen here…
My son won’t apologize to anyone. Is that clear?
Of course.
(in English): ‘Cause your son is a fucking pussy.
GALINA: What?
ANI: What? What?
What? Did you not hear what I said? I said it’s ’cause your son’s
a fucking pussy.
TOROS: That’s enough.
(in Russian): Let’s go.
(in English): And you are a disgusting hooker.
And your son hates you so much he married one to piss you off.
(laughing)
TOROS: That’s enough.
Yeah.
Yeah, your family is fucking trash.
Is this my scarf?
Yeah, you want…
(chuckling)
ANI: There.
Go get your little scarf, sweetie.
That’s-that’s enough. Let’s go.
Mm-hmm. Oh, I’m leaving.
(Nikolai continues laughing)
I’m leaving. You know what?
Okay. Let’s go.
(in Russian): What are you laughing at?
(in English): Why don’t you take your fucking coat, too.
TOROS: That’s enough. Let’s go.
(continues laughing)
(door closes)
Thank you so much, ma’am.
CLERK: You’re very welcome. Um…
(continues laughing)
Goodbye, America.
CLERK (chuckling): Okay.
IVAN: It’s for you.
Present.
Sorry. Oh, gosh.
No, I couldn’t.
(snoring)
Thank you so… Wait, is-is this real?
Take them to McCarran Airport, domestic.
Igor is gonna take you back.
You can stay in the house tonight, but you got to be out of there in the morning.
And he’ll pay you when the bank opens.
Go.
(Ani takes deep breath)
And thank you.
(baby crying)
(quiet shushing)
(crying and shushing continue)
REPORTER (over TV): And it is starting to stick, as well.
We’ll show you a live look at the roads in a little bit, but officials that we’ve talked with today say they are ready for whatever Mother Nature brings the next few days.
MAN (over TV): We got thousands of sanitation brothers and sisters coming in doing overtime tonight.
If it accumulates, we’ll be clearing snow and ice from the street.
Every highway, every bike lane in the city.
We’ll be out starting a midnight shift tonight.
REPORTER: On Long Island, the salt trucks…
Happy birthday to me.
ANI: Hmm?
(sighs)
(chuckles): Was today your birthday? (sniffs)
REPORTER 2: January is National Blood Donor Month…
IGOR: No.
REPORTER 2: …is urging people to donate.
Advocates say the winter months are a crucial time…
Yesterday was my birthday.
REPORTER 2: The senior vice president and chief of staff
at New York Blood Center, Clarissa Heyward…
Yesterday was your fucking birthday?
I was 30.
ANI: Mm.
Happy fucking birthday, I guess.
Thank you.
(newscast continues quietly)
I like Anora.
I mean I like Anora more than Ani.
ANI: Okay.
Says the fuck head named Igor.
(laughs) Fucking Igor.
Stupid name. (sniffs)
No, it’s a good name.
It means “varrior.”
Warrior.
Yeah?
Igor means “hunchback weirdo,” you fucking piece of shit.
Can you shut the fuck up, please?
“Toosh.”
(chuckles)
“Toosh”?
“Toosh.”
Touché?
(laughing)
Touché, motherfucker?
You know, you really should try learning English
before attempting French.
Okay. Touché.
Yeah.
And your name is better?
No.
But what does it mean?
In America, we don’t care about that kind of stuff.
We don’t give meaning to names.
It’s… it’s not a thing.
(newscast continues quietly)
So, it means…
…”pomegranate fruit.”
(Ani scoffs)
“Light.”
Yeah, I’m not interested in conversation, dude.
(breathes deeply)
And “bright.”
It’s good that you’re not part of this family.
Did I ask for your fucking opinion?
No.
No. Exactly.
I just tried to support you.
S-Support me?
Dude, you fucking assaulted me.
You… Fucking support?
You… No, you…
Oh. What? (stammers)
No. (laughs)
I didn’t assault you.
You didn’t… You don’t call that assault?
No?
No.
No, you’re right.
It’s fucking battery, as well as kidnapping
and fucking a million other felonies, I’m sure.
Fuck you, dude.
(in Russian): But, I didn’t assault you.
I was trying to calm you down, so you didn’t hurt yourself.
(in English): You fucking pinned me to the ground.
You tied my fucking hands behind my back.
You… you fucking gagged me.
Have you seen the fucking bruises
on my legs and my fucking arms?
You fucking assaulted me, you psychopath.
First, it’s because you have sensitive skin.
(scoffs) No, it’s not.
It’s because you’re fucking crazy.
And second, because you’re too crazy.
I mean “crazy, too.”
(laughing): But I can say you’re too crazy, too.
It’s not funny, yeah.
Touché.
“Toosh.”
(chuckles softly)
But, anyway, you were not in danger
of injury or harm, right?
(Ani laughs)
You know, if Garnik wasn’t there, you’d have raped me, guaranteed.
Raped?
No doubt.
Why… why would I have raped you?
You have rape eyes.
Raped eyes?
Rape eyes.
You heard me.
You sick motherfucker would’ve raped me.
Okay, uh, but I didn’t want to raped you.
Oh, yeah?
Why?
What?
Why?
What “why?”
Why wouldn’t you have raped me?
Because I’m…
not a rapist.
Nope, ’cause you’re a faggot-ass bitch.
Here.
(in Russian): Goodnight.
(newscast continues quietly)
(sighs)
(elevator bell dings, doors open)
(train rattling, screeching)
(horns honking in distance)
(engine idling)
IGOR: Hey.
Don’t tell Toros.
(door alarm buzzing)
(train rattling)
(trunk closes)
(engine continues idling)
(door alarm buzzing)
This car is very you.
Do you like it?
No.
It’s my grandmother’s.
(engine continues idling)
(chuckles softly)
(belt buckle clinking)
(Ani panting softly)
(breathing heavily)
(grunts, whimpers)
(whimpers)
(whimpers softly)
(sniffles)
(trembling breaths)
(sobbing)
(engine continues idling)
(engine continues idling)
(engine fades)
