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The child was the beneficiary.

- Who inherits after her? - Her father.

The gypsy won't get the money. Be ready destroy him in court.

- What's the sum? - 1 million.

Those marks on your back are a result of rough sex.

The husband, it seems.

Hands up, now!

- He's on trial. I'm his lawyer. - Are you fucking crazy?

Bukano's defiled for breaking Romanipen.

What do you want?

- Been renovating long? - I forget the exact date.

- Before or after Bukano visited? - Why does it matter?

You want to see him sentenced, so do we.

- When did you last.-see the defendant? - On the night before the murder.

He'd argued with his wife. No more questions.

- When did you start renovation works?

When did you start renovation works?

- No need to worry. - And what about Chylka?

- Could it have been my client? - No.

I saw his legs before he put his trousers on.

His skin was white.

I thought Chylka was finished.

You must think you'll easily replace me.

Langer wants me to fuck Chylka over.

- Marylka wants to study law. - That would be great.

The partner is still to turn 15.

We need to work on your public image.

The worst thing is whoever killed my wife and daughter is still out there.

DICKHEAD ZORDON

The video's destroyed you.

I promise you:

anyone who's been malevolent towards him will be punished.

Why am I here?

What do you want?

Let me out.

Let me out!

THE DEFENCE

- Terpihska has... - Where are your manners?

- Knock on the door, say hello. - She's changed her statement.

I know.

- But not officially yet. - How's that even possible?

- She must've realised her mistake. - Bullshit!

She was sure of the perpetrator's skin colour back in the court.

That's good news for us.

You of course don't find it suspicious.

She must've realised her mistake.

Do you expect anything from me?

The thing is, you've been in it for so long

that I shouldn't expect anything.

Sorry I've interrupted your meal.

- What are you doing? - Having lunch.

- We need to talk. - What?

Come on.

You want some?

- Think someone's threatening Terpihska?

Wow, Langer's picking up steam.

Soon witnesses will start disappearing, then the perv will get down to Chylka.

Or Monia.

- I'm done with it. - With what?

- Once again he... - And you made it easy for him.

I've told you.

Are you ready to switch sides?

Did they cut your pay or your gym benefits?

- Kormak, I'm serious. - Really? Are you absolutely sure?

I think so. "I think so"? It's either yes or no.

You'd rather keep being a dickhead, or do something we'd be proud of?

What are our options?

\Ne have to find something on Langer in a way we don't get fucking fired.

Why are you doing this to me?

- You have 24 hours. - To do what?

After that,

we'll play...

doctors.

Why are they so eager to close the case?

- Maybe it's not about the money. - For sure.

- What does Bukano have to do with it? - Not much, I guess.

- Maybe Langer's framing him. - Why?

Maybe he's killed them and is looking for a scapegoat.

Chylka would've already...

I also miss her.

- Try to get something on Salus. - What about you?

I know someone who could help.

Say hi to Chylka for me.

Did we fuck last night?

We tried to, but you passed out.

During anything crucial?

Well, right at the start.

You must be pleased about that.

What can I do? I like vulnerable women.

I'm no vulnerable woman.

Sure you're not.

- Looking for something? - My phone.

- And you keep it in the fridge? - I do.

Bukano hasn't called.

Can you make yourself useful and ask your boys about him?

There's none there either.

Screw you.

Hello. Any news on Robert Horwat?

You need to eat. I'll make scrambled eggs.

All right, thanks.

Morning. Kordian Oryhski from Zelazny & McVay.

I'm here to see Mr Piotrowski, the Ghair.

It's about Robert Horwat.

He's at the gym all day. There's no appointment with you.

- The Chair's very busy. - It's urgent, he...

- The Chair's very busy. - It's urgent, he...

There's no appointment with you.

Is that all?

Listen to me. If you don't go to him and say that...

Tell him Piotr Langer's sent me.

What does Langer want?

- What's so funny? - Nothing, sorry.

I can just sense that you two don't like each other.

I don't have time to listen to that, Mr Oryhski.

I've got a meeting, so spit it out.

I know myself that working with Piotr can be tough.

Not at all.

It's easy as pie.

He brings the board around to all my ideas.

Has Langer really sent you?

No.

Then why are you here?

I have some info.

- I mean... - You know something?

Langer's working behind your back.

What are you on about?

I'm still gathering evidence, but this whole Bukano thing,

I'm sure Langer's behind it.

You want me to stop working with Langer based on your hunch?

I wanted you to know, sir.

I think you'd better stop working with him.

Do you realise what you've just done?

All I need is to call Buchelt

and you can kiss your career goodbye, and the legal training.

I wouldn't have come here if I didn't know Langer.

He's a psychopath.

Let's say I believe you. Now what?

Help me get something on him.

It seems your gypsy's on the run.

He has no reason to.

Still, he's completely disappeared.

- That doesn't mean he's on the run. - What are you suggesting?

- Have you been drinking? - What?

"What?" What's your limit?

- As much as it takes. - What a great fucking answer.

Chylka, you need to go to rehab.

- Rehab. - And you need to leave.

For fuck's sake!

You don't want to get better? Fine.

Want to hit rock bottom? Go ahead, but I'm out of here.

Could you get it?

- What'd you want? - I must talk to her.

- She's not here. - It's a work matter.

It'd better be.

Just hiding a few things from the enemy.

I come as a friend.

You're my greatest enemy, right up there with Langer.

- I don't need friends anyway. - I'm here because...

Duty calls.

Bye.

Are you enjoying it?

- What? - - Self-destruction.

Give it a rest, he lectures me too.

Give it a rest, he lectures me too.

Chylka, you know full well that you need help.

Chylka, you know full well that you need help.

Say why you're here or get the fuck out.

Say why you're here or get the fuck out.

I suspect it's Langer who wants to see Bukano in jail.

- Why are you telling me this? - Can I trust you?

Fuck! Oh, fucking...

Fuck me!

He's asking if he can fucking trust me.

Kormak and I are sick of working with Langer.

Want to bite the hand that feeds you?

Discreetly, for now.

After all, I could use Kormak.

And a driver.

Is it serious with Szczerbihski?

I've never felt sure about a man before.

That he’s the one for me.

Tender, but manly, strong,

understanding, spontaneous, funny.

I can rely on him.

You two are total opposites.

- He seems perfect. - And in bed?

- You don't know what I can do. - What, sleep?

- Usually. - There you go.

You could find out one day, if you ask nicely.

Why are we going to Praga?

- Are you sure you want to park here? - It'll be fine.

It could end up like in Langer's area.

Keep it up and Romani will be the least of your problems.

Romani?

I thought you called them gypsies, bums or ciawos.

Ciawo just means "a boy."

I didn't know you were a Roma expert.

Not "Roma". Romani.

Last time I was here, these fuckers chased me.

- So it's "fuckers" after all. - Fuck off, man.

- What the fuck's going on? - Hi, Koro.

- We just came to say hello. - I don't know where Bukano is.

- Can I check if he's at yours? - Are you insane?

Soon everyone will know you have something to do with Bukano.

You'll be screwed.

Who's that clown?

My driver.

And a bodyguard, Zordon.

He's a beast. Doesn't look like it, I know.

- Where is he? - I told you, I don't know.

- Then say what you know. - After the shit you pulled in court?

- Nothing. - Shall I call the police

to go through this mess and look for DNA?

- You're fucking mental. - Listen to me, Koro.

We both know you're no saint, so tell me where Bukano is.

- A beast, you say? - Shut up.

- Try there. - What is it?

Geographic coordinates.

And what's there?

A camp. His parents live there.

But Bukano's from Warsaw.

The Horwats left after he'd defiled himself.

- They couldn't stay here. - Couldn't you start with that?

- Go and get help, you nutcase. - Already heard that today.

Thank you.

When do you want to go there?

- Not now, I can't. - Fucking hell.

You have something else to do at Zelazny, McVay & Langer?

You're with these dicks at your own request.

- Hello? - Hi, Monia.

I won't make it today.

- Can you let Buchelt know? - Sure. What's up?

Nothing serious, I’m just a bit under the weather.

Poor you. I'll come and take care of you tonight.

Better not. It could be stomach flu.

You said it wasn't serious.

I'll send Kormak my sick note. Speak soon.

OK.

If Zelazny finds out you're helping me, he'll chuck you out.

But if Monia finds out,

then you'll be sorry.

You want anything

Bukano's not picking up. Have you called his neighbour?

Yes, she hasn't seen him.

- What about the police? - Nope.

Mr Kormak.

Come here for a moment.

I'm so glad to see you. Take a seat.

The pleasure is all mine.

Working late?

What can I do for you, sir?

- It's a delicate matter. - Yes?

I don't fully trust Mr Oryhski.

Really?

- Same with everyone else. - Sure.

I see, and I approve of it. There's no trust without checks.

That's it: checks. I have a favour to ask.

Could you check something for me?

The doctor from this sick note.

No problem.

- All good? - Yeah. Why do you ask?

You seem nervous.

Can I be honest with you?

Sitting here with such a great lawyer makes me nervous.

You know what? I'm sure you're very busy.

I'll check it myself.

- But that would be no problem. - Forget it.

Just forget it.

Are you sure?

Hello?

Oryhski took a day off today.

- And why would I care? - His sick note is fake.

- What's he up to? - I'm not sure.

If Oryhski's up to something, Kormak is helping him. Check it out.

Will do.

- We're not going anywhere. - We're not here to throw you out.

- Then what are you looking for? - The Horwats, Bukano's parents.

- Ever heard of him? - No.

Are you sure? This is serious.

Leave.

- We're their son's legal defence. - What defence?

He's being framed for killing his wife and daughter.

How do I know you're telling the truth?

SUPREME BAR COUNCIL IN WARSAW

That's the Horwats.

That was pretty good, child.

Not very impressive, but we can talk.

- Let's go. - There, by the fire.

Don't be shy.

Make room.

Powerful stuff, right?

Envy him a little.

It must've been pretty intense.

Is something wrong

- Didn't we agree on less? - There's a bonus for Terpihska.

Once she found out I knew her daughter had talked to Chylka,

she started questioning if she'd even seen anyone at all.

Fuck! Are you trying to kill me?

Thanks.

Excuse me.

- Hello? - How's Chylka?

- I need more time. - We must meet at once.

- Not now. - And why is that?

Because I'm with her.

- Interesting. - I'm helping her.

She needs to trust me.

It'll be easier to destroy her then.

- We haven't seen him for years. - So he's not here?

Has he ever visited?

We forbade him to.

There's nothing worse than being shunned.

We're among our people, but if anyone found out,

they'd kill him.

We haven't chosen this.

- It's the tradition. - What if another gypsy's done it?

Could someone try to frame him out of revenge?

None of us would do such a horrible thing.

Must've been a gadjo.

- Where should we look for your son? - Not here.

How about in Warsaw?

- You're risking a lot. - I like taking risks.

Weszo.

- Weszo? - Yes, Weszo.

You should talk to him, but be careful with him.

I'm a born diplomat.

- What are his chances? - Pretty good. He hasn't done it.

Can you get him out of this?

I'm so grateful.

You, white woman,

selflessly helping out my boy.

Who called you when we were there?

- Why do you ask? - You came back nervous.

It was Monia.

Love isn't easy.

- What's up, Kormak? - Mate, sorry about the sick-note drama.

- I'll live. - Hi, skinny boy.

Hi, Chylka. It's good to hear you together.

- Got anything for us? - / do.

I've found a company that just bought shares in Salus.

They're not huge. All seems legit, the authorities wouldn't bat an eyelid.

- I bet Langer's the owner. - Of course.

His name's not listed in the files, but he holds the majority of the shares.

Why did he buy an insurance company?

No idea. The fucker's up to something. Sooner or later, I'll find out.

Cool, keep at it.

What now?

Get us a meeting with Piotrowski. Let's unite against Langer.

- I told him Langer was up to... - Wake me up by a petrol station.

- Hello? - Are you up?

I brought you fucking soup.

I felt better, so...

Were you with her?

With Chylka

- We're only working together. - What the fuck do you mean?

Monia.

I'll explain, but you can't...

- Hello? - Hello, Piotr Langer speaking.

We should meet.

- All right. Tonight. - Great.

Son of a bitch.

We could've met at the office.

We could have, but I wanted to show off...

my brand new purchase.

Thanks.

- You've been buying a lot lately. - That's true.

I have a weakness. I like little pleasures.

What's happened? Perhaps I could help.

No, you couldn't.

I'm managing fine.

- Our line of work can be exhausting. - Why have you invited me here?

To thank you for a successful cooperation.

- What do you mean? - You know, the gypsy thing.

The witness is changing her statement, Bukano's missing.

It's all going well, we should celebrate.

- Why is that? - Well, I think...

this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Don't you think that you and I share similar ideas?

You and I have nothing in common.

Still, I believe we could learn a lot from each other.

I have to put up with you at work.

Don't bother me outside of it.

What a shame.

What the fuck?

Do something nice for yourself.

I'm here to pick up a ticket...

For a game of cricket? Get the fuck out.

Where's Kormak?

- He's been transferred to Krakow. - What?

McVay had been trying to get Kormak for ages, and yesterday he finally won.

- Where's Zelazny? - Out.

- Why did you transfer Kormak? - Health reasons.

- Bullshit. Langer made you do it? - Watch your tone, you brat.

- I myself wanted him in jail. - If you had balls, he'd be there.

I fucking told you: leave the life sentence, send him to a psych ward.

Out of my way.

There you are. Don't be shy, come in.

Is that power play necessary?

You have no idea what a power play is.

- What did you do to Kormak? - I asked him to consider leaving.

You didn't have to. I

Your attachment to one another is very moving.

Take a seat.

What do you want?

What were you doing with Chylka?

- None of your business. - On the contrary.

Personal matter.

You were making sure she stayed sober?

- No. - What was it?

I'm in love with her, like crazy.

I can't stop thinking about her.

I just had to see her.

Isn't she too old for you, Zordon?

You won't see her anymore.

No matter what it's about, understood?

- Maybe. I'll need to think about it. - No, you won't.

You've chosen your career. Kudos to you.

Good luck with your exams. Hopefully, you'll pass this time.

- Chylka? - Come down, Urn outside the firm.

They got rid of Kormak, and I'm in deep shit.

Come on, we'll mess things up together.

I'm sorry, but I can't. I can't help you.

Good luck, Chylka. See you in court.

You suck.

And? Still can't remember anything

Man,

if I've hurt you in any way, I'm sorry, but I have no idea.

Your suffering will end once you confess.

I don't even know who you are.

But I know very well who you are.

What?

- I swear, I've never killed anyone... - We've met before.

Some 20 years ago.

I've never done any harm to anyone, I swear.

I know.

What?

I confess.

I confess...

I'm not convinced.

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