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It's time.

Do you trust me?

THE TEACH

Zawislak took me from the sea and brought me here.

Bogdan was to handle the rest and I was to wait.

- You think your dad wants to hurt you? - What the fuck don't you get?

Don't sulk. Explain.

Pawel can't read your mind.

He fucking killed two people.

One of them is the Captain. Who's the other one?

A friend of mine.

The one with a tattoo behind his ear.

Kacper...

I need to know more.

- Do you have a death wish? - Don't worry about me.

Ivan and the Captain said the same. And now they're both dead. It's pointless.

Give him some time.

Igorek...

You understand you gave me no choice, don't you?

You see, I don't want it to be this way.

Neither do I.

So why don’t you help me?

Stop acting like a clown.

Get yourself together, man.

Okay.

Hey, can we talk? Let me explain!

I don't talk to snitches.

Jesus... What's got into him?

No idea. He's angry with me.

Can you give me a hug?

Oh, sorry.

Do you want to talk about it?

Are you going?

- What? - To school?

Yes, I'm just waiting for Bartek.

- Did you two argue, too? - Nah.

He's got problems at home, and I'm worried.

Okay. Sure. Got it.

- See you at school. - Okay.

Professor...

I know there was a group representing our school at the funeral.

But on behalf of those who weren't there,

I'd like to express our condolences.

We all had a great respect for the Captain.

Thank you.

Death has too often reminded us of itself recently.

So I'd like you to read something that isn't on the syllabus.

Take out your phones, please.

And Google “Walt Whitman”, spelt W-H.

The poem “O Captain! My Captain!”

Kuba, please read it.

Good morning. Sorry.

O Captain! my Captain!

Our fearful trip Is done,

The ship has weathered every rack,

the prize we sought Is won,

The port Is near,

the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel,

the vessel grim and daring.

O Captain! my Captain!

Rise up and hear the bells,

Rise up! For you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills,

For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths

For you the shores a-crowding,

For you they call, the swaying mass,

their eager faces turning.

O Captain!

Dear father/

This arm beneath your head!

It is some dream

that on the deck

(you've fallen cold and dead)

The separation of property, when was it arranged?

In 2006.

- The house is your husband's? - No, we bought it together.

In 2000.

Ms Basia...

The thing is... Of course, you can file for divorce.

But if your husband doesn't agree to your terms,

you might lose everything.

Unless it's a fault divorce, for which you need concrete evidence.

I don't want anything from him.

Are you going to manage?

Why do you think I wouldn't?

You've worked only for your husband for many years.

You've done nothing else.

I don't like your tone.

I apologise. I didn't mean to say anything out of line.

I just want to give you the best advice.

I don't need your advice. I need you to file a lawsuit.

Your husband was my client for many years.

Ethics rules forbid us to act against our former clients.

Will you tell me of an attorney in this town who wasn't my husband's?

You're the third lawyer I've been to.

Congratulations on the positive outcome of the case.

I'd like to make up for our recent misunderstandings.

And celebrate the success.

How about dinner tonight?

May I?

- I'll think about it. - Sure.

What's up?

The DNA results came in. The blood in the warehouse is Ivan's.

Don't you think it was too easy?

When is Szczerba being taken to jail?

In less than an hour.

Postpone it by a few hours. I have to check something. Okay?

Yes, ma'am.

Fuck me, look at him.

Mati got his ear pierced. What a fuckboy. Awesome.

- He's got no style. - But he's got big feet.

“Large sock, big cock”, right?

Plus that earring? So hot.

- Fuckboy. - He looks like ham.

- Stop it. - All puffed up.

A man with no belly fucks like jelly.

What's up?

He's still not texting you back?

- Tell Wyganski I had to see a doctor. - Sure. Go.

Bye...

It's not your loo.

I'm sorry.

You know it was really stupid of us.

- I couldn't do it to my own dad. - Could you do it to me?

I said it was just a prank. I had no idea your dad would do that.

I'll make it up to you.

I'll do whatever you want.

What you're saying suggests you're either fucked up or dumb.

Probably both.

You're so ugly when you're crying.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Krawiec, I'm too busy!

You're doing it all by yourself?

My technician is off sick, another autopsy's coming right up.

It won't take but a minute.

I wanted to ask you about Ivan Mylko's injuries.

- Who? - He had a tattoo behind his ear.

What about him?

Your report says he was thrown into water eight hours after his death.

If I wrote it, that's what happened.

The suspect claims he threw Ivan into the sea two hours...

Everything's in the report! Are you questioning my professionalism?

That's not what I meant.

Everything's there. Sorry, I need to get back to work.

- Ewa? - About that date...

Is seven okay for you?

Bartek!

Bartek, are you there?

Pawel, can I talk to you?

If you keep smearing my father, we have nothing to talk about.

I didn't mean anything like that.

I wanted to apologise. For my article.

It you want to make friends,

let's start with some honesty, what do you say?

Of course.

That article about the Captain...

It was commissioned by Krynicki, right?

Unfortunately, I can't confirm that.

I can't deny it either, if you know what I mean.

Thanks.

- Good afternoon! - Hello!

- Hello? - Hi, Ewa.

I have to tell you something.

We're done with the stick. Time for the carrot.

You wanted a car, didn't you?

Yeah, but where's the catch?

This is my vote of confidence. Behave yourself and the car is yours.

But if you fuck something up again, I'll kick you out of the house.

Hello.

Hello...

Bartek!

You've got a visitor.

Well, too bad.

You want to wait for him?

- Sure. - Come in. I'll make some tea.

If I'd known you were coming, I'd have baked a cake.

But now...

What are you doing?

I remembered that Bartek borrowed my charger.

Sorry, I have to go.

Ada! Tell me what’s going on.

Can you tell him I came by?

Goodbye!

I thought it over. I don't want to fight with you.

That's all I wanted to tell you.

I know you followed me yesterday.

Not true. I didn't.

Not personally. Butrys does it for you.

What do you want from me?

Do you enjoy controlling me? Making me dependent on you?

Basia...

I still love you.

I want what's best for you.

Remember that before it's too late.

Don't worry, this is not for you.

- Date? - An undercover date.

OMG.

You wanted to talk. Me too.

It looks like I need your help.

You go first...

I can't forget the conversation between the Captain and Krynicki.

Is it about his police dog?

He obstructed the Ivan Mylko investigation.

Then, suddenly, he let me take action and gave me the suspect's name.

The case is closed. Success.

What I'm about to say has to stay between us, okay?

Ivan and Kacper were friends.

Okay. How do you know that?

- Let's say I have a witness. - You do?

This Is your witness In your private investigation.

I can't tell you anything else.

- Ada? - No, it's not Ada.

Bartek?

After the Captain's death, this person is scared to come forward.

Have you got any plans for tonight?

- Hey.

- I was afraid you'd stand me up. - There's nobody else.

- It's for you. - A rhododendron?

Flourishing. Your favourite.

I had a university professor

who claimed he chose women on the basis of how they got into his car.

- Meaning? - He put them to the test.

If a woman didn't get into his car on her own

but waited for him to open the door for her,

he knew she was the one.

He just bragged.

Or he told you what to do,

what he expected of you

when he tried to pick you up.

What's so funny?

He was very handsome.

He was mature.

His manners were charming.

Ewa, you're going to freeze to death.

I'll give you my jacket.

Here you go.

So, how did it turn out?

I felt like a real lady.

Was it a long relationship?

I even married him.

He left Ada and me In a polite way, obviously.

Excuse me for a second.

Fuck, Bartek! I thought you were some tramp.

You're doped up, right?

Hey...

Your mother's giving you shit again?

Mind your own fucking business, eh?

Your wound's still weeping.

I've had enough. I do everything for her. All the time.

Got to do things for her.

Everyone keeps using me.

We were going to go to the playground.

Bartek...

Hey, calm down...

Excuse me.

I'm afraid we have to cancel our plans.

There was a call from the Voivodeship HQ.

I have to write a report for tomorrow.

Shall I wait for you at your place?

I have no idea how long it will take. We'd better reschedule.

May I?

I'm sorry. It gave me cosy vibes.

See you.

There...

- Are you okay? - He's lying like a rug.

- Did you find anything? - The pathologist's initial report.

My father was Killed.

Fucker.

That was quick, Kinga. You're a busy bee.

- Oh, I forgot. He's out of your league.

Unlike car thieves and blackmailers, right?

This Is my dad trying to clear his conscience.

- Good you snitched on me. - Okay, fight without me.

Can you find your way back home?

So? Hop in?

Stawecka. There were documents with this name in the flat.

Let's try another flat and...

So a sanatorium IS out of the question now?

Your mum might get better by this time, but...

If she has trouble breathing again,

you have to call an ambulance.

Gentlemen, have you considered renting a different flat for your mum?

Of course we have.

Mum, you have to move out.

See how stubborn she is? She was born here and she'll die here.

We can't convince her. What do we owe you?

- No, that's fine. - Mr Roztocki, for the petrol at least.

Waldek? We're waiting for you.

- What are you doing here? - Bartek...

Come here. We need to talk. Now.

Are you fucking nuts? Do you want to end up like your dad?

Stop comparing me to him!

I didn't bring you up so that you can dope yourself to death.

How many beers have you had today, eh?

- I'm an adult. - Me too.

But I'm responsible for you, myself and them!

And I'm alone In this!

Are you going to pretend I'm not here?

Your mum is worried about you.

That's why you snitched on me?

Yes! I told her because you wouldn't listen to me.

Maybe I don't want to compete with a corpse anymore.

What?

Leave me alone, okay?

All right. As you wish.

Want to come inside?

After the blackmail thing, your dad won't be too happy to see me.

Okay.

Can we meet tomorrow?

We'll think about It.

Good morning!

Ms Stawecka?

What a fine-looking man you are.

- How can I help you? - I'm here to read the metres.

188...

My husband also worked as a metre reader.

- Did he? - Yes.

He told me incredible stories about people.

Once...

he was attacked

by a drunk man with an axe.

Afterwards, he always carried...

a pocket knife!

And you're all alone now?

Well, not exactly.

But that's what it feels like.

Fancy a cup of tea?

- Yes, thank you. - Coming right up.

If you're here to question my professionalism again, please leave.

I know Molak made you falsify an autopsy report.

Your son was the prime suspect In an involuntary manslaughter case.

He was drink-driving and ran from the crash scene.

Now he works for them as a doctor on call.

What are you going to do about it?

It's up to you.

These are my sons.

They sometimes drop by.

They were heaven-sent.

Their parents used to live in this neighbourhood.

Awful drunks.

So these boys ran away to my place every single night.

Finally, they stayed here. And they're still here for me.

Look, our star Is here!

Hey, babe. How about a blow job?

Fuck off!

You wanted to see me?

The Captain wanted to use it. Maybe you will.

Did you talk to my mum?

Yes.

Do you want me to tell her anything?

No.

I don't want to waste your time and my time.

So just tell me who killed Ivan.

Why?

Will you guarantee my safety?

I won't guarantee you anything.

A policeman showed up at your cell. He told you to plead guilty, right?

I'm your last hope.

He showed me photos.

Photos of my daughter.

Taken at night when she was asleep at home.

He said they'd kill her

if I didn't take the blame.

I promise nothing will happen to her.

But you have to tell me everything you know.

We did some extra work in the warehouse.

Ivan noticed that those bags...

The salt bags contained large lumps of amber.

He took out a few. He thought nobody would notice.

He said he'd sell them right away and go to Norway with his boyfriend.

But they figured it out.

- I'd like to talk to you. - Sure. What about?

I want to testify against my husband.

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