KAGANOVICH: Jesus Christ! It's the bishops! KHRUSHCHEV: What are these bastards doing at MY ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ FUNERAL? BULGANIN: Did I dream the last 36 years? Are we doing the revolution again from the START? MIKOYAN: The Church belongs where we left it. In a ditch. MOLOTOV: Tell Mikoyan to sneeze on the bastards as they go past. KHRUSHCHEV: (to Malenkov) Did you invite them? 20 May 2016 Draft 10 85. MALENKOV: No! KHRUSHCHEV: Ask Beria if it was him. MALENKOV: Don’t order me around. (to Bulganin) Ask Beria if he invited the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bishops
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BULGANIN: (to Beria) Did you invite the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bishops? BERIA: Yes. Bulganin turns back, chewing over Beria’s answer. KHRUSHCHEV: Well? Bulganin nods to Malenkov. MALENKOV: Yes. He did. KHRUSHCHEV: I'm going to give everyone in Red Square a voucher permitting one kick each to his stupid face. BERIA: (to Bulganin) Is he asking for more delicious hay? BULGANIN: No. He said something quite complicated about a voucher system.

ZHUKHOV: Good luck, ladies! 174 INT./EXT. KREMLIN - MEETING ROOM/COURTYARD - DAY 174 Soldiers burst into the room, led by Zhukhov. ZHUKHOV: Hands in the air! 20 May 2016 Draft 10 121. Beria puts the palm of his hand on the window. The NKVD guards are too far away to see it. 175 EXT. KREMLIN - COURTYARD - DAY 175 On Beria’s palm, he's written: "ALERT". 176 INT./EXT. KREMLIN - MEETING ROOM/COURTYARD - DAY 176 Zhukhov points his weapon at Beria. ZHUKHOV: Hands in the air or bullet in the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ face! Malenkov’s hands go up. Khrushchev slaps them down in disbelief. BERIA: (banging on window) GUARDS!!... Zhukhov hits him in the face with his rifle butt. Beria drops to the ground, his pince-nez fly off. Zhukhov gets in close. ZHUKHOV: See? You want a job done properly, send for the army. He frisks Beria. The other soldiers keep their guns on him. MALENKOV: He's got a knife by his ankle. Beria stares at Malenkov, who starts to cry. 177 INT. KREMLIN - MEETING ROOM - DAY 177 Beria is handcuffed on a chair, his face a bloodied mess. BERIA: Georgy... Malenkov, sat across the room, looks ashamed. KHRUSHCHEV: (to Malenkov) Say nothing. ZHUKHOV: Remove his belt. It's hard for a man to escape when his trousers are falling down. 20 May 2016 Draft 10 122. MIKOYAN: Leave the man some dignity, please. That suit without a belt would be a disaster! BERIA: Gentlemen, rest assured I sense the strength of feeling in the room. ZHUKHOV: Shut up, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tumour. MOLOTOV: That man is responsible for the deaths of hundreds of thousands of innocents... MALENKOV: We all are... BERIA: Exactly. Collective guilt. KHRUSHCHEV: Comrades, please...
MALENKOV: What happens now? Zhukhov mimes shooting Beria. KHRUSHCHEV: Zhukhov! (to Malenkov) We wait for Red Square to empty of NKVD... ZHUKHOV: Then I give the signal and we roll this barrel of ♥♥♥♥ out. The doors burst open. It's Kobulov and 2 NKVD lieutenants and Pervak, armed and carrying trays of sandwiches and cold meats. They freeze. Everyone turns and looks at them. Zhukhov clamps his hand over Beria’s mouth. KOBULOV: Sorry, comrades. Wrong room. They turn to go. Beria tries to call after them. ZHUKHOV: Those sandwiches were curling up anyway. (to Beria) Your lot can’t even do CATERING. 20 May 2016 Draft 10 123. (MORE) (to room) Let’s go. 178 EXT. KREMLIN - SIDE ENTRANCE - DAY 178 Several trucks and armoured cars drive up. Soldiers leap out and surround the NKVD, who raise their weapons. An army COLONEL walks over to an NKVD OFFICER. The NKVD officer gestures for the NKVD to lower their guns. The colonel hurries inside, followed by his men, guns ♥♥♥♥♥♥. 179 INT. MOSCOW APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT 179 The middle-aged man arrested earlier is playing chess with his son. All is forgiven. The NKVD burst in. WIFE: No! NO! He didn't mean anything! The NKVD march over to the son, grab him and head out. 180 INT. KREMLIN - CORRIDORS/STORE CUPBOARD - DAY 180 The colonel and his men walk through. Kobulov spots them. Dives into a store-cupboard. The men head in after him. We hear shots. 181 INT. BERIA'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY 181 Vasily lies on the bed in his ceremonial uniform, drinking. The door is opened by an NKVD OFFICER, who steps to one side. An army GENERAL, a CAPTAIN and two SOLDIERS enter. The soldiers aim their rifles at Vasily. VASILY: No! NO! You can't!... The general fires his pistol into the wall by Vasily's head.
You nearly ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ killed me and now I’m DEAF! You hear me, I’m DEAF! The captain hauls Vasily up, tears off his epaulets, his medals, buttons. He's been disgraced. They drag him out. VASILY (CONT’D) Do you know who I am? Do you know who YOU are? Who the ♥♥♥♥ are you? 20 May 2016 Draft 10 124. ZHUKHOV (CONT'D) 182 INT. BERIA'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY 182 Some NKVD OFFICERS and Beria's terrified STAFF are being marched out at gunpoint by a group of soldiers. Vasily's dragged into the living room. The frightened teenage girl is hauled out of the hidden room. MARIA is also taken out of another locked room. 183 INT./EXT. KREMLIN - MEETING ROOM/COURTYARD - DAY 183 Zhukhov peeks through the curtains. The NKVD have been replaced by Red Army SOLDIERS. Zhukhov moves across to Beria and stands him up. Takes off his belt. ZHUKHOV: OK, Judy Garland. Let’s go. He hauls him forward. Beria's trousers start to fall. Brezhnev pulls them up for him and Beria grabs them. BERIA: If we could discuss this rationally... ZHUKHOV: (that’s a good idea) You’re right. We should... (gags Beria) “Ooh, what’s happening? My trousers are round my ankles but my ♥♥♥♥’s not inside an orphan...” One of the newly-arrived soldiers hands Zhukhov a sack. He puts it over Beria's head. MALENKOV: Hey! Nicky! We agreed. A demotion. KHRUSHCHEV: Oh, it’s definitely THAT, wouldn’t you say? MOLOTOV: Remember when you took Polina away? How you must have enjoyed it. I’m certainly enjoying this, you cockroach. Beria struggles. Zhukhov punches him in the gut. He folds but is held up by Moskalenko and Brezhnev. His trousers fall. Brezhnev pulls up Beria's trousers, puts them in his hands.
BREZHNEV: Hold them!... KHRUSHCHEV: (taunting Beria) How’s the meeting going, would you say, COMRADE SACK? You're on a list now, ♥♥♥♥♥♥! MALENKOV: Stop this!... KHRUSHCHEV: I'M THE REFORMER! Beria is led out the room, battling with his trousers. KHRUSHCHEV (CONT’D) Roudenko is in the basement, along with Konev... MIKOYAN: You're putting him on trial? Now? I'm disgusted! And slightly impressed at your efficiency, Nikki. MALENKOV: This is all totally, totally, beyond any agenda... MIKOYAN: Listen to yourself. What do you think is happening here, Georgy? Should someone be taking minutes? KHRUSHCHEV: We have to act instantly... Molotov bangs the table. MOLOTOV: Bang! Over! Marxism-Leninism was born in flames! Let the fire of our vengeance consume all traitors and bastards! MALENKOV: No! I forbid it!... MIKOYAN: You want the NKVD to spring him from jail? Things’d get a bit lively then... BULGANIN: Nobody wants civil war. 20 May 2016 Draft 10 126. KAGANOVICH: He will kill us all... Khrushchev tries to hand Malenkov a document. KHRUSHCHEV: Come on Georgy. Sign this or we’re all dead. MALENKOV: He deserves a trial! The man deserves a trial!... KHRUSHCHEV: (furious) What about Tukhachevsky and Piatakov and Meyerhold and Mikhoels? Didn't they deserve a trial? And poor Sokolnikov. Who begged him to look after his elderly mother. That monster strangled her in front of him. I’ve killed a lot of people. I did it because it was my duty. That human turd killed for pleasure. Khrushchev puts a brotherly hand on Malenkov’s shoulder. KHRUSHCHEV (CONT’D) Georgy, we’ve gone too far now. The only choice we have is between