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MAFIA WOMEN

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I'll buy this yacht.

What the fuck's the yacht for?

We're gonna sail around the world,

gonna fuck,

and admire all these views.

- Was this her first time? - Yes.

Honestly... I don't fucking know.

- What do you know about drugs? - Nothing, what the fuck should I know?

Fucking hell. I have to take it.

What are you saying? You've got a kid!

You can't smuggle drugs to Sweden!

I gotta do it.

You must help me, please!

We can get enough money for it for a few years!

For you it's one month.

My husband said you can help us pack it for the trip.

Lots of fucking snow! I don't know if it will fit.

In the boot?

In the spare tyre.

We're going to Sweden!

What's with the "kurwa"?

The money's in Copenhagen.

Is that far?

In fucking Denmark.

But where's Denmark?

EPISODE 5

No chance, they'll find the drugs in the car.

So maybe...

let's try pushing them here.

We gotta get it out...

And?

And...

you and Maciek are gonna go to Denmark with no luggage.

I'll put the drugs in the backpack and hop on a train across the border.

The Consul says lots of people take it to work each day.

I'll meet you in Copenhagen,

understand?

Yeah, OK.

Maciek, get out.

Changing the tyre in a car is not difficult.

- First of all... - I already know this, Ania.

COPENHAGEN, DENMARK

What are we? Fucking awesome!!!

NØRREBRO, COPENHAGEN

Those Danes look horny.

How are they built...

you know, down there?

I mean sausages or frankfurters?

Those Danes?

Fucking focus, will you?

Wait here for me.

Got the dough?

- Let's get the fuck outta here. - We're going shopping!

Fill the tub for me.

Fill it yourself.

That's what you get fraternising with the servant.

Fuck!

What are you doing in my flat?

You've got something that belongs to me.

But it's my money.

Really?

My husband's.

Your husband works for me.

For the trouble.

Shit.

- Give it to me. - Let go, fuck!

Give it to me!

Fuck off.

Fuck off...

Calm down.

Take this.

Calm down.

Fuck!

Fuck off...

Open the door!

I can't, daddy.

I'm naked.

Open the fucking door!

Open the fucking door!

Daddy, come back later.

Kacper!

Break this fucking shit.

Dad, why did you break the fucking door?

Where is it?

It's fucking here.

Shit...

Where the fuck did you get this?

It dropped from my butt, you fucking thug!

Shoot me, you punk, cock head, faggot...

Boss...

Your husband works for me.

For the trouble.

He'll get out of it. He'll say he collected his debt.

If Cieniu confirms that, our hands are empty.

And he'll confirm it for sure, cos he's tough, right?

We must hit Padrino from a different angle.

How?

He's got a weak spot now.

His daughter.

She was placed in a narcotics rehab, in the Addiction Therapy Centre.

It's run by Joanna Pawelec, a therapist.

Got drunk once and killed a guy in her car. We helped her.

She'll be your manoeuvring agent.

We've rented you an office, created your career,

Joanna will give you a crash course in therapy, introduce you in the Centre,

you just need to get close with Padrino's daughter.

Phase three, a critical one...

loss of control over the addiction.

And that concerns you all.

Otherwise, you'd be relaxing in a park or a concert hall.

Trying to control yourself by saying,

for example,

'I shall not drink for...

one week or one month'.

Sometimes you manage, but...

after such a time, you need to be picked up from the floor, sick.

Any of you disagree?

Finally,

the chronic phase.

Here you are in the mortuary waiting room.

I'd like to introduce you to Dorota.

She'll be with us for some time. She's our intern.

Good afternoon!

Hi!

So, where were we or where are we?

In the mortuary waiting room?

Is this funny?

Maciek, we'll be late for school!

Mum doesn't want to wake up. Mum! Mum!

Fuck off!

Everything's fine. Go to your room and wait for me, OK?

Quit that fucking shit!

Give me the pill!

No.

Give me the fucking pill!

No. You've been asleep for 14 hours.

I beg you.

Fucking take it.

Here.

Eat those pills of yours. Take'em, take'em!

We'd like to...

We'd like to work for you.

Why should I trust you?

You already did.

Really?

You didn't kill me.

You're working for my man, you're taking care of his son.

We'd like to do the same things

as Cieniu.

We're in need.

With his wife? The moron, who took 10 years to find out

what her man was doing?

That's why I'm here.

Marie Curie discovered radium and polonium and women can't make drugs?

- Copernicus was a woman. - And you are sexist.

Cieniu did...

different things for me.

You can't replace him.

Can I use the bathroom?

Show her.

Want me to shoot him? Show you it's not a problem for me?

She's got balls.

That was sexist too.

Show her around.

Marek? Did you have spasms?

I did.

You still do. Get them once, you get them for good.

Jacek?

Hallucinations? Monsters under the bed?

The wardrobe, the toilet bowl when I was puking.

A whole bunch.

Why are you so silent, Miss Singer?

What have you got?

Bullshit.

Can you repeat?

Bullshit. I don't have to drink.

Do you eat three cakes and puke or play The Sims all night?

Or bought the 40th handbag with daddy's money?

Pills, crank, pot or what?

This chart concerns all of you.

Bullshit, you dirty twat!

You haven't been shagged for long! Fuck off!

I want my fucking phone!

I need to make a call, fucking hear me?

- It's safe here. - Give it to me, you whore!

Or I'll fucking take it myself!

You will. In a month when you switch to daycare.

Now it's where it should be.

Fuck!

You are calm and totally deprived

of nerves.

You are calm and totally deprived of nerves.

Want a cig?

Hi, my name's Dorota.

Futro.

Where'd you get the name?

Don't get mad at them.

It's not about doing it right or wrong.

It's about specifics.

I need a dose when...

and then you state.

When I'm upset.

When I feel I'm not as good as others.

I won't let anyone get inside my head.

Then just nod.

But stay till the end.

I've been through this myself.

You were on my side?

Yes.

Now I'm a professional with a private office.

I won't fucking stand this!

So what's the problem? You can leave anytime.

You're here voluntarily after all.

Dad will fucking kill me.

Do you accept private visits?

Yeah.

Will you help me?

No.

You must help yourself.

A therapist can be your guide, but...

you must trust him.

OK, I trust you. Give me your phone.

Sorry, it's forbidden.

If you want me to trust you, then you must trust me.

I see you can handle life well.

Who do you wanna call?

My Father the Lord.

Daddy, it's me.

Where else am I calling from? From that shithole you locked me in.

I'm not trying anything funny, promise.

There's someone who can pull me out of this, really.

You must agree or I'll fucking run away and you'll never see me again.

Help me daddy, I beg you.

You open up a new meth factory every week,

so the cops will never find you.

Look for old farms to rent.

What's the barn for?

I'll make a soap factory here.

A complete set of equipment to make meth costs only 45 grand.

Never load a complete set in one car.

When the cops stop you, they'll take you in.

Divide the set into parts and use separate cars.

They won't be able to fuck with you.

- When is production starting? - Without phenylacetone, never.

500 kg of BMK in three days for a start.

- From Ukraine? - Doesn't matter.

We can make it ourselves. Why pay €500 for a litre?

Can you do it?

I worked hard for my fucking degree. It all depends on money.

I'll think about it.

Where's the BMK from?

Intermediate meth products can be legally bought

from fake cosmetics factories.

Bless the Lord.

- For ever and ever. - Got anything yet?

Meaning?

Hello, MI6? Calling 007! Get James Bond here.

What's this terror in your eyes?

I know you've taken the business over from Kazik.

He always made good moonshine.

Where the hell are you from, anyway?

From Warsaw.

Fucking hell!

Gender hell!

So, do I get a 0,7?

Take a seat and wait.

- Go to the store and buy 10 bottles. - OK.

Who's that?

Some local shoved in for fucking moonshine.

He's been drinking since five days but we can't let him out

or he'll spread the news.

That's wise.

I could've placed her anywhere. I chose this centre, cos it's the best.

Exactly.

- You chose, not your daughter. - I want to save her life.

Why don't you tie her to the radiator?

Or let her decide.

She needs to want it herself. Otherwise, no therapy can help.

So, what's her problem?

- A child needs a mother. - Oh, fuck off.

She wants you to be her therapist.

Wants.

That's something. The first step towards trust.

I don't trust you.

Why you?

- What do you want me to say? - The truth.

I like to help people, who are lost.

Bullshit.

I've got a loan to pay.

A big one?

In Swiss franks.

Ania...

Ania...

breakfast.

Where am I?

At home, in bed.

You should eat something.

Got the pill?

It's noon, I must let some sun rays in.

Give me the fucking pill!

Maciek has got a dictation in Polish, just now.

Give me the pill.

What pill?

The darn shit pill! Stop fucking staring!

Fuck off, you whore! Give me that pill!

Here you go.

Your daughter wants to tell you good night.

How is she?

She's got anxiety disorder, I gave her Atarax.

Kacper will take you home, I'll see you tomorrow.

Of course.

Come on...

easy.

Give me your hands.

Easy. I'll pull up your sleeves.

Now your brain focuses on the water, it doesn't feel the panic.

I've imposed a stimulus on a stimulus

It's a very effective method in fighting panic attacks.

How should I talk to her?

Just say 'Good night, honey'.

Let yourself love her.

Good night.

Good night.

Can we go?

Here's Atarax for the boss.

- How was it? - They had a brawl in the morning.

So, let me hear it. I wanna know his thoughts.

Wait, I think he's got company.

Good afternoon.

What is it? I'm in a hurry.

I brought you a gift.

- The first batch. - Fuck, are you crazy?

I don't want this in my house.

- I thought that... - Don't think!

- Thinking's deadly. You want to live? - Yes.

Then fuck off and come back with cash.

No damn way.

100%!

Who is it?

Their nanny.

You need to bug her car.

Whose car?

The nanny's.

It turned out on the wires that the nanny is making dope.

Ignore it.

But why?

We're gonna have a better case tomorrow.

- Yeah, but what's the problem with... - I won't repeat myself.

What happened?

Mum went berserk.

- Who called the ambulance? - I was afraid.

Everything is fine, you hear?

It's OK.

Do you live here?

Yes

What's happening? Why is she unconscious?

A rage attack. Does she take boosters, drugs?

She's a bit jumpy, but I don't know.

I need your signature.

Here.

- Why the blood? - She bit my hand.

Thank you.

Yeah?

You know this guy?

No. Who's that?

The nick's Szarak. He exchanged Zywy's cash. Zloty into Euros.

The cash from Wolka Kosowska?

Zywy was impatient, he wanted to exchange all of it at once.

And did Szarak screw up?

He'll get Art. 60 for turning Zywy over to the police.

Is Zywy alive?

MARABELLA, SPAIN

Look at me.

I love you.

- That's a life, right? - Yeah.

A wild life.

Let's go dancing.

You know I don't fucking dance.

- You'll dance with me. - No!

- Come on! - No!

Fuck!

Police, on the ground! Police!!!

Did I have to love you that much? I met the best girl and now it's over.

It doesn't have to be.

Turn state's evidence. We'll change names. They'll relocate us.

Police, on the ground!

I found the bag.

There's about a million Euros here.

You will let us keep the money from the bag

and set my woman free for a few hours.

You'll give her the cash, won't follow her,

she'll be back in a few hours.

You want us to let you keep the money from the Wolka Kosowska robbery?

No cash, no deal.

Why are you so sure?

You want me to set you up Padrino and his gang.

Why are you so sure your woman won't leave you?

Mr Prosecutor.

You haven't been in love.

Who let her take the cash?

Nobody.

She's covered by two teams.

The cab driver's our man and there's a bug in the bag.

Let the bitch bury the bag.

We'll dig it out and come back.

She's not here!

You're fucked! You'll never leave jail. Your lady screwed you.

Maybe she screwed you.

She's back.

Without the bag.

Congratulations.

You'll make history as the prosecutor, who locked up Padrino.

Boss.

- What is it? - Chimney sweeps dropped by.

Go to the basement. I won't let all of them get in.

Put it back in.

Goodbye, honey.

I won't be back soon. Don't listen to what they'll say about me.

What?

Get dressed. I don't want them to see you like that.

What? Dad! What's going on?

- Dad! - Don't go there.

Fuck off!

Dad!

Dad!

Easy, calm down.

Police! On the ground!

We'll cover you until the trial.

You'll get new IDs and leave the country.

We'll keep you in the dark and put you in the Police Academy

and provide 24h protection.

Wake-up call is at 6 AM, breakfast at 6:20.

You can drop assembly.

'Keep your even step'

And then what?

You've got books and draughts.

It's worse here than in the can in Bialoleka.

No unnecessary cuddles. Curfew is at 10 PM.

And no screwing after the whistle.

Can I get a Coke from the vending machine?

- A juice. - Coke?

Here.

To Mrs Ostrowska?

Yes, I'm with her son.

Maybe...

I don't want him to see his mother like this.

Hania, take the boy.

Mum said, she doesn't want to see you.

I'm sorry.

I'll go talk to her and be right back. You'll go with the lady, OK?

You cannot bring this in.

Perfume?

They are with alcohol.

Why are you alone?

He's got the flu and had to stay home.

Take me away from here, please, do something!

- Soon, Ania. - I won't survive here.

This broad smashed a girl's head on the floor.

I'm in the room with a cuckoo who keeps awake all night

staring at me with her legs curled up.

I'm afraid she might do something.

I brought you the pills.

They are in the jam.

We're gonna hold out.

Excuse me, my phone's dead. Can you guide me to the District Office?

You got a GPS under your right door.

- Who did this? - Doesn't matter. It won't happen again.

Thank you.

Your son?

Hi.

A nice boy.

Get in the car.

Mrs Baranowska, calm down!

What the fuck is this?

- Fucking jam! - Jam?

Thank you very much.

Angel, we've just finished operations on Padrino.

This is your new story.

You have been deployed to our department in Cracow.

Beautiful city.

Right?

Drive slowly, by the book, so the cops don't stop you.

I'd like to report that there are three vans filled with meth

on a ferry in Gdynia leaving for Sweden.

Stop them during unloading.

They are part of a group led by a woman.

KARLSKRONE, SWEDEN

You are from Poland,

please tell me what to do.

I suggest cooperation. Sentences for drugs are very high here.

They know that you are working for some woman and want you to confess.

So? Will you give us her identity?

I want protection.

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