Bucha (Буча)

Kostiantyn Kiastutysovych Hudauskas

is hereby found not guilty of the criminal offense

foreseen by Article 130, Section Two

of the Criminal Code of the Republic of Kazakhstan,

and acquitted due to lack of sufficient evidence to prove his guilt.

Is the court's ruling clear to you?

Yes.

You now have the opportunity to leave the country legally, Mr. Hudauskas.

I strongly suggest that you take it.

Come on! Come on! "Do not be afraid.

Our fate cannot be taken from us."

- Pretty wise, Uncle Kostia. -Oh, that's not me.

-It's Dante Alighieri. -Who's that?

From the Divine Comedy. You know, he goes down to hell.

-Never heard of it? -Can't say I have.

"But I flew with the devil."

How's that?

In the orphanage, we did this play by Gogol.

I played the blacksmith Vakula.

Huh. This view looks just like Kazakhstan.

Do you miss it?

But if I hadn't left...

...I could have been imprisoned for years.

So I'm grateful to Ukraine for the asylum.

Happy Independence Day.

Happy Independence Day.

We can now confirm that Russia has begun a war with Ukraine,

- starting just before 5:00 a.m. this morning.

Enemy shells are flying towards Severodonetsk.

It appears as though they are randomly firing shells

from multiple launch rocket systems and artillery.

Yet another residential area has been shelled

by the invading Russians.

The central streets have been destroyed

and the high-rise buildings burned down.

We could see the explosions above the city.

You fucking asshole!

- Hello? - Hi, Kostia.

Haide. Thank God it's you.

Should I get out of here or should I stay put

-for now-- -Slow down, Kostia.

- Are you still in Bucha? - Yeah.

Good, cause we really need your help.

The family of one of our intelligence officers

is in Yasnohorodka. That's near Dymer.

The Russians are already there. Think you can get them out?

Why me? I, I mean, I'm no special ops guy.

'Cause the Russians are more likely to let you through

because they're still on good terms with Kazakhstan.

Everyone's on a list.

It's only a matter of time before his family is taken.

Haide, I'm sorry, but it's a no.

-I just don't have it in me. -Come on.

Don't you think you owe us a favor for your refugee certificate?

Look, I will always be grateful to you,

but this is not my job.

-Can't the military do some... -Kostia?

Are you there?

We need to cover this whole zone.

First target, military veterans,

then Nazis and their families.

Second target, government officials.

Bring them to the command unit.

First targets, you deal with on-site.

-Is that clear? -Yes, sir.

Hold up.

Russians are already there.

Hello? Are you okay?

I'm fine, Dima, how are you?

I'm at the enlistment office.

- I'm ready to join the armed forces.

Dima, you know they won't take you with your condition.

Who said I'm gonna tell them?

You're not Vakula. You know you don't have to do this.

Well, I'm not just gonna wait around.

-You filled out the form yet? -No.

Here you go.

I'm sorry, I gotta go.

Hey, look what I made.

Give it back!

- It's mine! It's my car! - It's not. It's mine!

- Get your own! It's mine! - Mom,

Dad's gonna come get us, right?

I don't know, sweetie.

There's no service.

Mom, I'm really scared.

-Did Dad send them? -No, they're supposed to knock twice.

Go and hide.

Freeze!

All clear.

Hello.

It's all right.

I'm Nikolay Ivanovich.

This is only a routine search.

We're looking for Andri Vasylievich.

Uh... he's not here.

He's in Kyiv.

Do you know when he's coming back?

I don't know.

He left, like a week ago.

Well, they called him to go there.

I see.

And who are you to him?

I'm his son.

My name's Pasha.

Let's go.

White car coming your way.

Holy shit! Is that a fucking Tesla?

Get out of the car.

Your ID.

What's your citizenship?

- Kazakhstan. - Fuck! Are you kidding me?

Even Kazakhs drive Teslas here?

What brings you to Shitlandia?

I work and live here.

Okay.

Where are you going?

To Yasnohorodka.

I wanna get my family out.

Hmpf. Nobody's gonna hurt them.

We've come in peace.

Mm, but it's pretty tense.

And my wife is pregnant.

It'll be over in three days.

Then we'll go through like it's a parade.

He's clean.

Hey, how long does it take to charge?

Just a night.

Fucking hell!

All right, go ahead.

Thank you.

Don't worry, Kazakh.

We'll get you next.

Open it.

Oh, uh, they, they left this morning.

I'm Yuniia Markovna. I live a couple houses down.

Uh, they packed up the car at 6:00 in the morning.

I was awake. I'm a light sleeper, usually,

and with the news changing every day...

Well...

Oh, oh, you know,

uh, four doors down that way, there's a family.

Uh, it's a husband and a wife

and, um, two sons and a daughter.

He's in the military.

Intelligence or something.

I don't know.

But he's a big deal.

They're still there.

Thank you so much.

You sent by Haide?

Then let's go.

Do you think our boys will hold on to Kyiv?

Well, if they take Hostomel Airport,

things might get pretty rough.

And this morning, they sent in troops.

Something, like, 30 or so choppers.

-I saw that. -One landed in the water.

Special courtesy of our boys.

The road's bumpy...

...but at least it's empty.

-Are you a friend of Sasha's? -No, no, I'm just helping.

I served with his old man.

And a hell of a man he was.

Oh, stop! Fuck!

Drive a little slower.

Come on.

I need your help.

- Let's go. - Come on, guys. Let's go.

Hold it up.

They know that you're gone.

You've gotta get on the road now.

First thing, you need to get rid of your documents.

But how will we travel without them?

Trust me, you don't want them to be seen.

Yeah.

-My name's Kostia. What's yours? -Ksiusha.

-Dania. -Mark.

Ksiusha, Dania, Mark.

I need you to listen up, okay?

Until we get to the place where your dad is,

if anyone asks you,

you gotta say I'm your dad, okay?

- You got it? - Mm-hmm.

Don't worry, you'll see him again soon.

Hurry.

Come on.

As I told you, this is my family.

Let's see their documents.

No documents.

We lost almost everything when the shell hit us.

At least everyone's alive.

Open up the trunk.

What are you so nervous about?

Are they even your children?

Shut up.

Roll down the window.

What's your mom's name?

Liuda.

Little boy, what's your father's name?