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The grandparents
had bought insurance in Salus.

We've been collecting
evidence to prove

that our client's exempt
from honouring the insurance claim.

- We need a quick sentence.
- I don't see why not.

- Are you a Salus board member?
- I'm a partner.

Langer's behind Salus.

Now we'll hear from
the witness Maria Terpihska.

- 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.

I know your auntie Asia.

Oh, ho.,
She's not here.

- Langer's picking up steam.
- Witnesses will start disappearing.

Then he'll get down to Chylka.

- Terpihska's changed her statement.
- That's good news for us.

The gypsy's on the run.

- Chylka, you need to go to rehab.
- And you need to leave.

Is it serious with Szczerbihski?

What were you doing with Chylka?

- I'm in love with her.
- Isn't she too old for you?

Why did he buy
an insurance company?

The fucker's up to something.
Sooner or later, I'll find out.

- Were you with her?
- I'll explain, but you can't...

- You'll have a guest.
- Who?

Your future father-in-law.

I don't know Joanna very well.
She doesn't open up to people.

Without a close friend,
overcoming this disease is hard.

- Why won't you help her?
- I wish I could.

What the fuck?

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

Good luck, Chylka.
See you in court.

You suck.

Do you know
where your client is?

He must've had a good reason
to skip the hearing.

Hello?

- Langer's working behind your back.
- What are you on about?

Which station did they
sweep you up from?

- This one doesn't suit you.
- It doesn't?

Too feminine.

I know what you'll like.

You might be surprised,
but I'm on a budget.

No problem, we've got
something for everyone.

- How much do we have?
- We? You're buying it with me?

- Just adorn of phrase.
- Sorry, bad day.

- I can tell.
- What can you offer?

- Let's start with the colour.
- Do I look like a woman?

How about yellow?

See you.

BUKANO
6 MISSED CALLS

Your keys.

THE DEFENCE

You gave me no choice.

Chylka, wait.
I'll drive you home.

What's going on?

I'm on my way.

Fuck.

He didn't simply
get hit by a car.

You're thinking homicide,
or that he got hit by a bus?

The pressure fits a passenger car,
and so do the marks.

Was that just one car?

The driver hit him and then
reversed, and did it again.

Drove over his head.

Chylka, Piotrowski's dead.
Be careful, OK?

What the fuck's happened to you?

You're sure you don't want any?
It's homemade.

My palate's too delicate
for this gypsy piss.

It's better for you
than the store-bought piss.

Where have you been?

I can't remember much.
I was either beaten or drugged.

He attacked me
after that boozy night at yours.

I woke up in some pisshole,
but I don't know where.

I woke up in some pisshole,
but I don't know where.

And you happened to escape?

There was someone there.

Who?

I didn't see their face,
but they saved me.

I found my way to a road.
Someone stopped and helped me.

What?

You think I kidnapped myself
and beat myself up?

What for?

Why would I do that?

The body of the chair
of insurance company Salus

was found last night
on a road near Warsaw.

- To do this, for instance?
- You should see a doctor.

...the hit and nun fatality.
It is unclear who the driver was.

Give me that bottle.

We will continue to bring you
any updates on this case.

Fuck me.

- Can I come in for a sec?
- Sure.

Small, but cosy.

I'm still renting.

What I'm about to say
must stay between us.

Here's better than the firm.

Take a seat.

I'm afraid you've found yourself

in serious trouble.

What trouble?

Well, I'm retiring.

But Langer wants you...

to replace me.

Me?

Why me?

Ask Langer.

What do you think I should do?

On one hand, I can assure you
it pays extremely well.

On the other,

Langer is a very particular
kind of client.

That's putting it mildly.

On the other other side,
if you quit,

Langer could leave,
Artur could get pissed off.

He'd fire you.

Or I could just
ump out the window.

Well,

I'm afraid you're
in a really difficult situation.

There's something else.

Langer wants
your answer by tomorrow.

See you.

We're going all out!

Know your limits.

Action brought by Robert Horwat

against defendant
Insurance Company Salus.

The court is ready for you.

- Any requests?
- Yes, Your Honour.

What are you doing

Go on then.

Your Honour,

I'm afraid I must withdraw
my substitution authority.

This is according to paragraph 22
of the Code of Lawyer's Ethics.

- Conflict of interest?
- Indeed.

I'm in a close relation
with Counsellor Chylka.

And you're telling us now?

I apologise, Your Honour.

Let's keep it short.
Please leave the room.

Your Honour, as his supervisor,
I knew nothing about it.

Your Honour,

I'd like to ask
to dismiss the action.

It's absolutely unfounded,

as the case of Mr Horwat
meets the refusal conditions,

as per the contractual
terms and conditions.

The plaintiffs claim does not
meet the payout criteria.

- What's he on about?
- Order, please.

Counsellor, please specify
the reasons for refusing the payout.

Your Honour,

according to
the agreement with Salus,

that what rules out a payout
isn't just committing a crime,

but also attempting it.

Mr Robert Horwat has contacts
with the world of crime.

Meaning

He himself has never been charged,
but take many of his acquaintances...

They've been accused
of very serious crimes.

Just take a look at these files.
There's over fifteen cases here.

- Let me guess: sixteen!
- Counsellor Chylka.

The court calls the witness
Krzysztof Drygiel.

- Do you work at Rozycki Bazaar?
- That's right.

I mainly sell
German cleaning products.

Have you ever met
the plaintiff at the market?

I've seen him.

And you just remembered him?

I always pay attention to gypsies.
You know how it is.

- Where have they found him?
- Ina gutter.

- Was he talking to anyone?
- Yes, with another wog.

I caution the witness:
respect the plaintiff.

Sorry, Your Honour.

He and that other gypsy
were looking around nervously.

What were they talking about?

- That it hadn't worked.
- What "it"?

Sorting out channels
for the hook.

Did their conversation suggest
that Mr Horwat sold illegal alcohol?

That's right.

No more questions, Your Honour.

Counsellor?

Do you always listen in
on your customers' conversations?

No.

And what made you do that then?

As I've said, I'm extra careful
when it comes to gypsies.

You know how much
they've stolen from me so far?

- You're a racist, sir.
- Counsellor.

I'm sorry, Your Honour,
but the witness appears...

seemingly...

Your Honour, I'd like to ask
for a 15-minute break.

So? You got anything, fatty?

I did, but before I help you,
tell me what's in it for me.

- What do you want?
- I'm not loving the Krakow air.

I can't make a promise
I won't be able to keep.

- Bye.
- Wait up!

I'll have a beer,
the salmon and the salad.

Coming up.

I've changed my mind.

- I'll have a steak instead.
- How do you want it?

Chylka's style.

Make it two,
but without the beer.

Coming up.

Are you in love with me?

At first sight.

Why are you surprised?
Waiting for someone else?

We've made arrangements.

Not to my knowledge.

Risky.

Here's your beer.

- What's risky?
- What you did in court.

I had to do something.
Hence, I excluded myself.

You seized an opportunity.

- What do you want from me?
- A flat, a work car,

20,000 basic monthly pay
plus bonuses.

I want to give you all of that.

As a trainee, I'm not allowed
to represent Salus on my own.

That's why you'd better
study hard and be nice.

Then you'll pass.
You've got my word.

- Why me?
- Didn't Buchelt tell you?

He said some nonsense
about being loyal to the client.

Not exactly.
Forget my motives.

Just imagine, you could have
everything you've dreamt of.

Some wait for a chance
like this for years, Kordian.

Your steaks.

Want to read it?

Sir, do you know what value
the subject matter of the dispute has?

- Does it matter?
- Just answer the question.

- 1 million?
- Exactly.

I wonder,

how little of this sum would be
enough to buy off a merchant.

Don't make such suggestions,
Counsellor.

For how long
have you had your stall?

Let me think.
15 years or so.

- That's a very long time.
- It is indeed.

- It's my second home.
- You seem very affectionate about it.

Of course.

Then why would you
want to leave it?

- I don't.
- It seems to me you do.

Haven't you put
your stall on sale?

Why would you want to get rid
of your second home? I don't get it.

You're selling your stall. Why?

Sooner or later,
I'd have to get rid of it.

Otherwise, the authorities
would move us.

I wonder if you'd been made
a lucrative offer,

one that's way above
the stall's value.

- So you haven't been made an offer?

If answering means risking
penal liability, you may refuse.

Counsellor, I remind you:
I don't tolerate such suggestions.

Yes, Your Honour.

Right then, I refuse.

I refuse to answer the question.

Has any Salus employee
ever contacted you?

- I refuse to answer the question.
- That's not an unusual question.

- Just answer it.
- The witness has refused. Move on.

Of course.

- Do you know Piotr Langer?
- I refuse to answer the question.

- Do you know who Piotr Langer is?
- I refuse.

Your Honour, I have no more questions,
since they won't be answered anyway.

We should drink to that.

I don't tend to celebrate
before my final punch,

- but this is an exception.
- No, not today.

I'm off to the cemetery.
It's Patrycja's birthday.

But we're this close to a fat million.
You really don't want a drink?

As you wish. You won't
weasel out after the payout.

It's a date.

Chylka.

I want to thank you for defending me
despite your prejudice.

Get off me, you gypsy.

Where are you?

What's that?

You seemed happier
leaving the court.

- I've just been waiting for a while.
- I got held up by a stupid witness.

One tequila, please.

You're mixing vodka and tequila?

- I don't.
- You smell of vodka.

Could be from last night.

- We're good for that tequila.
- Make it two.

- If you drink, I leave.
- Jesus Christ.

- OK, just drink them for me.
- Thank you.

Stop being a bore and tell me,
has Kormak found anything?

He's got nothing.

Buchelt won't tell us a thing.
He's retiring soon anyway.

The old badger's leaving the firm.
End of the world!

I wonder who will replace him.
Even you'd be better than him.

What if he thought
Langer had gone too far,

that he killed
Patrycja and Aisza?

The thing is,
I don't think he's done it.

Are you blind?
This is exactly his style.

- I know, but...
- Don't tell me you're defending him.

Right, just work
as if nothing's happened.

You'll be my spy.

- If anything, a partner.
- No, a spy, and my snitch.

Partner.

OK, partner it is.

You mean one to drink with?

- We have something to drink to.
- I can't. I'm spying tomorrow.

You're such a bore.

So that's the emergency?

I've left Salus docs
at Buchelt's office.

Give me a break.

I need to get to his office.
It's best you didn't know why.

Trust me.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Please make me
a large black coffee.

- But, Counsellor...
- Yes?

A client's called in,
an urgent request.

One sec, I've written it
somewhere...

Just bring it to the office, OK?

Found it.

That's for someone else.
I'm so sorry.

- Don't forget the coffee.
- I won't.

One sugar, right?

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry.

I know you're taking my place,
but this is still my office.

Of course it is.

Actually, I'm glad you're early.

Thank you.

After the show you put on
in court, we have lots to do.

First, have a look at this.

COME DOWN, PARTNER.
IT'S URGENT.

You're not paid
for being on your phone.

I'm sorry, sir, but it's urgent.

No, this is urgent.

- What do you think you're doing?
- Exactly what you expect me to do.

Son.

Good luck.

- I need to do something.
- What about Buchelt?

- He's the one who's sent me.
- Where to?

- How did you manage to drive here?
- I've got my ways.

- They've suggested a meeting.
- Who?

- Who the fuck do you think? Salus.
- Buchelt hasn't told me.

If Badger doesn't know, they either
want to scare me, or kill me.

Or Langer's got something on Bukano
and wants us to drop the case.

Or it's about Piotrowski's death.

- Are you going to go there?
- Sure, and you're coming with.

Chylka, I need to tell you something,
but promise you won't get mad.

- I hate when people say that...
- Langer wants me to replace Buchelt.

I've provisionally agreed.

That's it? Aren't you going to kill me
or drag me through the mud?

I just imagined Langer's face
when he sees us both.

Get in, partner.

Have you checked Badger?

If he has any compromising
documents, they're not in his office.

Step on it, or we'll be late.

The acceleration's
way worse on mine.

- Yours?
- My car.

- I bought a used one for 10,000.
- You what?

- Yeah.
- Zordon's got a car?

- What about your love for trams?
- I’ll always be fond of them.

- What kind?
- Take a look.

Fuck me.

- Cool, right?
- Fucking chariot of fire.

You like it?

One doesn't comment on someone's
first car. It's like a first child.

So you don't like the colour?

- Mine is nicer.
- Of course it is.

Kordian, what a surprise.

- Didn't we have a deal?
- I can't remember signing anything.

I see you don't care
about the exam.

What do you want?

- Can I get you a drink?
- I don't drink.

- We have an offer for you.
- How about a settlement?

We're sick of this trial.
No matter who wins, we all look bad.

Your gypsy would get
200,000 paid in installments.

You withdraw the charges,
and we call a joint press conference.

The Romani will say he's happy
his daughter's life was insured by us..

I thought
you had a serious offer.

All you're doing is spitting
right in my client's face.

That's a big sum for him.

If the trial continues,
we'll make it go away forever.

He'd never see the money.
Your client's patience has its limits.

Firstly

your arses will be kicked
both in court and in the media.

- Secondly...
- 220,000.

The trial is risky,
for all of us.

Zordon, we're leaving
these lovely premises.

See you in court.

You'll pay the full claim
alongside the interest.

Leave us alone.

Remember how you said
I knew many of your secrets?

- Any witnesses or evidence?
- I am the witness.

You and Prosecutor Zakierska
planned a setup.

You tried to lock up an innocent man
so that you wouldn't have to payout.

- You have a short memory, Kordian.
- You'd be surprised.

I have great memory. I remember
every word from that meeting.

Don't you forget
you were part of that setup?

I remember.

So you'd break
the attorney-client privilege,

So you'd break
the attorney-client privilege,

and risk being barred from
practising law, or even do time?

Do I even like my job?

It's so stressful.

You can't live
without it, Kordian.

1 million plus any interest,
paid in full.

I'm proud of you,
you tiger of the bar.

Why did you do that?
What if he'd said no?

Then you'd send me
parcels to prison.

Thank you.

You got more than I'd thought.

You mean
not passing the bar exam,

or having their breath on my back
until the day I die?

- Where should I take you?
- Are you serious?

- We ought to celebrate, Counsellor.
- I can't. I'm seeing Monia.

Come on.
I'll be rich soon, it's on me.

I didn't risk it all
for you to keep on drinking.

- Chill, you've just won with Langer.
- I'm not drinking with you, Chylka.

You drink because you think
you can get away with anything.

Not really. They've taken
my licence off me.

Chylka, you're sick.
Can't you see?

Drop me off somewhere.

Only he can piss me off like this.
Pour yourself one.

He's either singing my praises,
or sticking a knife in my back.

You know what?
You look a bit like Langer.

Do you know Piotr?
No.

I mean, how would you?

- Is that another ex of yours?

No way.
Langer's my greatest enemy.

And Zordon...

Zordon's just...

Monia, come outside the firm
in 30 minutes, I'll be there.

Great, bye.

Could we make a U-turn?

I'm looking for someone.

A blonde,
a bit drunk and hotheaded.

You must be Zordon.
Aska's in the toilet upstairs.

- Aska?
- Aska.

Fuck.

Chylka

Chylka!

Chylka, hey!

Chylka!

- Want to join us for a beer?
- I'm good, thanks.

Where are you going?

OK.

- Can I come with her?
- You're not her family.

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