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Put it on.

Ali? Ali Dudayev?

- Zura.
- My sister Selima.

Ukrainian passports.

Now you're Ukrainian citizens.
Better take this off.

Passports.

To work?

Yes.

Border Guard, hide.

Down!

-Ali!
-Border Guard, get it?

No!

THE PACK

FOR SALE

They've arrived?

I'm on my way.

It took you a while. Are you staying?
We've got a new coffee machine.

Jagna, just give me what you've got.

You don't like being around people.
A wolf misses the woods.

Their plates are on the other side.

And how's my case?

How do you mean?

I can't go to jail.
Who'll stay with my kid?

That's what you get
for smuggling cigs.

I'll see what I can do.

I'm sorry about your father.

Police, hands up!

The Ukrainian police ops during which
the suspect committed suicide

ended the 15-month search
for Ivan Zaytsev,

the main associate
of Grigori Banyuka, aka Shadow.

Both were connected with the Polish ABW
through Agent Andrzej Halman.

As we know, Halman died two years
earlier at an ABW safehouse,

when he attempted to kill two witnesses,
Alsu Karimov and her son.

Halman was shot by a Border Guard,
Wiktor Rebrow

and thus the investigation of the ABW

and army's ties with smugglers
was closed.

You haven't established
who was above Halman?

We arrested 15 people,
mostly Banyuka's couriers and soldiers.

Unfortunately, they didn't reveal
the people higher up. Thank you.

-Are you OK?
-Yes. I am.

Congratulations.
On the training and the trial.

Your mother would've been proud.

She'd probably laugh.
That I caught the small fry.

She was a great prosecutor.

We went to law school together,
she was always the best.

Her illness must've been tough on you.

I was wrapping up the investigation
when she died.

You'll catch the big fish.
That's what we brought you here for.

-Thank you for the opportunity, ma'am
-It's an opportunity for us.

But you won't be
bored in Warsaw, either.

Aga, we know what you went through
to return to us.

Wolves ought to stick together.
Welcome back. To the pack!

Rebrow, come on.

This guy called me today?

May I?

And your return?
What's with the special missions?

Conducting your own investigation?
Is it true?

If that's what they say?

-Was that for you?
-Yeah, on my tab.

It's just like I said.

Wisniak, Smolinski? and Sorokin.
Someone's recruiting Kalita's guys.

-Still nothing on the wires?
-They're careful, but something's up.

Maybe so, but without evidence
the court will pull the wires.

-I can give you people.
-It's too early.

-Too early?
-Not yet! I'll manage.

I'm glad you showed up.

Have a good time.

-Yeah?
-We got illegals, running to Ukraine.

-How many?
-Two.

We caught them by 35.
300 m further and they'd cross over.

-From our side?
-Running like their asses were on fire.

They wouldn't make one click in those.

Someone gave them a lift
or they ditched a car.

The nearest road is in Tarnawa.

Load them up and let's go.

It's a van from Gauza's farm.

They thought they'd make it
across the river.

But why were they running?

-Bring them in, we'll check the farm.
-Yes, sir.

Oh, fuck.

Doc? Get anyone you can.

Labourers disappeared from Gauza's
farm, we need to catch them, asap.

And call Switalski.
We've got four bodies here.

-Hey?
-Hi.

-What is this?
-For you.

-You've drawn this?
-She's fond of you.

We got a report. A witness from your
Bieszczady case is among the aggrieved.

-Who?
-That Ukrainian from Crimea.

Alsu Karimov?

A diner wasn't paying the dishwashers,

there was an audit,
and she worked there.

Her family was planning
on going to Germany.

Some Ukrainians
killed a whole family.

...as we managed to establish

one of the victims is Mr. Gauza,
the owner of the farm.

-The cause of death is not known?
-Do you remember the diner's name?

Good morning, the name's Chojecki,
I'm a prosecutor.

-What's up with this circus?
-Chojecki called them.

My information for you is as follows:
a family of three is dead,

a 7-year-old child among them,
and one employee, a watchman.

-All victims are Poles.
-And who is that?

Gauza's son from his first marriage.
Lives in Reszow.

Claims he hasn't been here for a year.

The farm employed
40 Ukrainian nationals,

we are looking for them
as we speak.

-Ukraine, Ukraine?
-Gauza ran a labour camp.

Wojtek...
did he have a rap sheet?

There was a complaint two years ago
that he was behind with pay, that's it.

That's enough. He didn't pay until
someone fucking snapped.

We need to check how many
of those are fake.

-You suspect trafficking?
-Forced labour had to be supplied.

Hold it, gentlemen?
Those are just papers.

Gauza is the victim.
A big businessman, local activist.

-I'd need hard evidence to raise hell.
-So you call this soft?

Keeping their passports in his safe?

Focus on the fugitives and leave
the Gauzas to us. Come with me.

The prick's right: we hadn't had a large
shipment of illegals for two years.

-Just because you haven't caught one?
-Because you would've?

-Fuck you.
-Cool it!

Doc, get the guys and tighten
the patrols on the strip.

They couldn't have just vanished.
And you, check Kalita.

-He's flying solo, again?
-He's been on it for two years.

Looking for something?

My father kept his gun here.

What did you take?

-Are you fucking crazy?!
-Mr. Gauza, let's go to the station.

-Are you lost?
-Did you secure that gun?

-None of your business.
-This stinks of trafficking.

-The media won't help?
-You or us? Have you got a family?

A child is dead, 40 bandits
are out there with a gun,

and your job is to search for them!
Volhynia is not far from here!

-Grandad!
-What?

-Green?
-Green what?

A green guy came.

Fucking prince charming.
What'cha looking at?

I told you,
it's for insurance money!

-Go ahead and check.
-I did.

Did you hear about Gauza's farm?

If they didn't fucking whack you there
then I don't give a shit.

Hold on?
What's going on with your guys?

-Why? All's legit, I'm paying them.
-I mean the ones who quit.

Dogs fuck them!
Too bad for the dogs.

Someone fucks you out of the business
and you're all good?

Who hired them away?

Fuck off, I don't know shit.
I've got a legit business.

Ask around about Gauza's farm.
And call me if you have an epiphany.

If I have one.

Remember,
custody papers are never forever.

Are you threatening me?

Take the free-loader!
Just another mouth to feed! And you?

Where's your hat?

Scram home! And don't eavesdrop
on adults yapping!

Talking.

-Calm down!
-Get out of here!

Calm down, I said!

Hey! Enough.

The locals caught them
sleeping in a car in Czarna.

They're all legal,
drove in last night.

We were waiting for a friend,
he was supposed to come tomorrow.

Bullshit!

Give them something to drink
and drive them back. And call Switalski.

Switalski, why?

-For those who assaulted them.
-Are you sure? Commander?

Do it and back in the field!
Two days and we've got shit.

-Fucking move!
-Freeze!

Kalita says he doesn't know.
But Gauza's son arrived.

Watch it, they're like
the holy family now.

Commander, just in time.

I told the General we still have
just the two from last night.

That's why they send me here.
Captain, go on.

I saw Gauza Jr. taking something
from the house, we should...

Who told you to go there?

-It was my order.
-I wasn't asking you.

The Border Guard's job is finding
the fugitives or fucking up police work?

With all due respect, Colonel?
The police know shit about traffic.

And they should know shit,
because it was a lynching.

Unless the Prosecutor
decides otherwise.

I don't want any complaints
on our operations, get it?

-I didn't return to just stand?
-And not fucking interfere?

Precisely that was the condition
of your reinstatement.

I see you haven't talked this over.

If not for the Commander,
you'd still be in the fucking woods?

OK. Go with Rambo,
I'll explain later.

Eight, tomato soup!

Number eight, collect please!

-Got a moment?
-What happened?

You tell me.

If you had a problem,
you should've come to me.

-I've got no problems.
-Then why did you come back?

Come.

-It's easier to get papers in Poland.
-Listen? Did anyone talk to you?

-Asking about what happened then?
-Since the court case, no.

We made a deal,
and I've kept my word.

Where are you?

I brought my father's stuff.
What's going on?

Shit's going on, if you ask me.

-Gauza Jr. is here with company.
-Where?

-In your cunt!
-Wait there.

There you are.

Wait a sec?

They left 15 minutes ago.

-Did you hear them talk?
-Yeah? That's the best part.

You'll like it.
About your fat ass. Cheers.

Gauza is drowning his sorrows
in booze.

They butchered his family,
he's in mourning.

There's been talk about Ukrainians
for some time now?

They've got it too good here.

Brought their families,
wives, lovers, fucking kids?

As if this was their place.

Drink, I can tell you need it.

I hear you've visited the land.
Your old man's.

And put up a "For sale" sign.

Some fucking mourner.

It's a deal?

-Good boy. Don't worry...
-You got a problem?

Go back to the bar, comrade guard.

Coming, kid?
Or staying with them?

Fuck off.

-That's how you mourn your father?
-Ran out of booze, guard?

-Go, get wasted.
-Or maybe it was convenient.

You'll take the business over.
Maybe you whacked them yourself?

Who first? Daddy? Little brother?
You didn't feel sorry for him?!

Enough. Enough!
Let's get the fuck out of here!

Rebrow!

I had to.

Gauza's?

They'll fucking fire you for this.

It's dead anyway.

Let's go.

You got what you wanted,
you're operating solo.

And stop giving me shit
for the deal with Kuczer,

because it's my ass on the line.

I didn't ask you to do it.

They didn't want to clear you.
Halman burned all the evidence.

Plus, someone reported
you smuggled stuff with Kalita.

Yeah, I fucking know
what this sounds like.

I told them it was a recon for me.

And that you could sue us
for those four years in the woods.

Fuck, I bet they were terrified.

Get your shit together
and we'll check two places. I got a tip.

Give me Gauza's phone.
I'll do it my way.

Give me that phone.

Give me the phone!

What the hell did you come back for?

And took the blame for Dobosz?
To get fucking fired now?!

We've got shit. And if the trail
goes cold, you'll have nothing, again.

You'll go back to boozing with Luczak
and fucking anything that moves.

You know what?

You can all go fuck yourselves.

Jan Gauza, apprehended 13.04.2010
by Ewa Witynska

Access denied
Confidential data

Hello?

Hello?

Fuck.

Screw you.

Did you hear about Gauza's farm?

-And the new UPA? Who hasn't?
-That's Chojecki's version.

Mine goes like this:

the Poles, father and son,
were involved in smuggling.

Someone is recruiting smugglers into
Ukraine, they even bought Kalita's guys.

What do you want from me?

It's time you took this case.

Otherwise the Prosecutor will fuck up
two years of my investigation.

It all adds up:
the farm, the smugglers?

It can't be a coincidence.
That's our missing lead.

-You're not letting go, are you?
-Names, numbers.

I can help you with Chojecki, from here.
They won't let me go.

From here? We need to act
before we lose them again.

And who is "them"?

Do you have a link
with the old case and Halman?

Case closed, Rebrow.

You believe that or it's just easier?

-Listen, you took the blame yourself?
-We had a deal!

I don't owe you anything! And I'm not
some fucking lawyer for hire!

Maybe someone will crack in prison
and confess.

Then we'll have proof and get them,
but now my hands are tied.

We had a deal, Dobosz.

Fuck, Rebrow.

Where the fuck have you been?
Markowski has disappeared.

-There's a briefing, come on.
-Listen, to keep this short.

We lost contact
with Commander Markowski.

We're waiting for his phone pings
anything.

Until further notice
Captain Starowicz is in charge.

-Carry on.
-Thanks. We're continuing the search.

The route from the Commander's house
to the station:

Malek, Semeniuk, Jankowski.

Yes, sir.

Patrol 49 goes to 058?

Patrol 51 checks 075,

patrol 53 checks 079.

Konrad Markowski, I can't talk now.
Please leave a message.

Markowski went missing

When have you seen him last?

-About 11 pm? He gave me a lift.
-And then nothing? No calls?

-He didn't contact you guys?
-No. I'm bringing in witnesses.

Join the others.

In there.

Where were you four days ago?
Because I know it wasn't Rzeszow.

-Why did you bullshit the police?
-Rebrow!

On the night of the slaughter
he was at a whorehouse in Lesko.

Fucking beat it.

I don't give a fuck.

The Prosecutor will show up
and fucking fire you,

and that's the last thing I need.

Return to patrol duty, you hear me?

Did you find anything?

Switalski says they've got nothing.
What was he following up lately?

He got a tip about where
the fugitives from the farm.

-Any idea where could they be?
-No.

What happened before you split?

We had a falling out.

You mentioned Gauza's phone.

Markowski took it,
it's not here or at the office.

I don't fucking know anything.
He called me that night?

He called me and I turned
my fucking phone off.

It's not your fault.
We'll find him.

Sema!

I'm going uphill!

00 to 06.

There was a shootout.

It seems he hit one of them.

He got away.

-It was opened?
-It's not like we touched anything.

Those might be his tracks.

The other guys ran downhill.

-I don't think he got hit bad.
-The ambulance is on its way.

-All right? I'll check by the stream.
-OK. We're on the move.

Matula and Kozlowski, stay here!
The rest, move your asses!

Every minute counts,
everything can melt soon!

Rambo, go downstream!
Aga, go up! Fucking move it!

Konrad?

01 to 02, get to 058.

-A bunker, 300 m east.
-Got it.

01?

No, no, no?

Leave it?

Hold her. Rambo, leave.

00 to 01.
The search for Markowski has ended.

Send a coroner to 058.
I repeat: send a coroner to 058.

Call off the additional patrols.

We've got the body.

-Do you know the San Hotel in Borynia?
-No.

Gauza has just met here
with a wife of a guy from my files.

They could've been connected
to Halman.