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“Scars have the strange power to remind us
that our past is real”, CORMAC MCCARTHY

Bialystok,
January 2018

Oh, the darkness! Oh, the darkness!

Mommy, Mommy, sit with me!

An owl-winged figure, I am certain
Is hiding there, behind the curtain

Look, oh look, how gleams its eye
In the dark night, way up high

Tell me that it won't fly down
Tell me it won't eat me now

Mommy, won't you say: ,,Hey, beat it!”?

Mommy, Mommy, are you sleeping?

Oh, the darkness! Oh, the darkness!

Daddy, Daddy, sit with me!

The wind outside, how mad it seems,

Shouting, hissing, tugging trees,

And then, when it quiets down,
the tubes echo with a sigh

Is this thing behind the wall,
very big? Or very small?

Dad, was that a mouse a-squeaking?

ON YOUR BIRTHDAY,

I WISH YOU GOOD HEALTH
AND HAPPINESS...

Daddy, Daddy, are you sleeping?

Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,

happy birthday dear Zygmunt!!!

I know! I'll put my head
under the pillow!

I will have my own tree hollow
like an owl...

I will have my own burrow
like a hamster,

I will have my own house!

I will have a small house,
Warm and soft...

It's so dark in here!
It's great in here!

I'm asleep.

RAVEN. SO DARK IN HERE

Lódz.
Two months earlier.

Will you give me the prescription?

Jeez, Adam...

Do you know the side effects
of taking opioids for so long?

Constipation?

Impaired concentration, mood swings,
drowsiness. Loss of consciousness.

Will you give me
the prescription or no?

Is everything OK, Adam?

Are you still on psychotropic drugs?

I don't think so.

I'm not going to give you any prescriptions
until you give up one or the other.

How can I give them up
if I'm in pain?

You have to choose which pain
you cannot bear -

the one in your back,
or the one in your head.

Yes, but to be able to choose,
I need to take some painkillers first.

We have to go, doctor.

Yes, yes, I'm coming...
Bye.

Wait... please...

There's a slight overlap of the lines
on the first blister.

But otherwise,
very well done.

Bring your urine test with you
when you come here next time.

I have to check
what you're really not taking...

Thanks, Marcin!

They are making them in Belarus,
and stamping somewhere in Podlasie.

Our pubs, clubs and markets
are full of this crap.

Is it any good at all?

Cannot the local guys
take care of it?

And would you trust the locals?
This is our case.

Well, Adam, so I am sending you
straight into the “green lungs” of Poland.

Shhh, no questions about
the colour of onesies.

It's a favour.
How far along is Anka?

Four months.

And you are from Bialystok, right?

Don't you feel like going back
to where you're from?

- Can't, Smialkowski go?
- Smialkowski?

- But you know that I can order you to go?
- Yeah, I know...

Anything else?

No, that's all.

Sorry, boss, but no.

He cried a lot at the beginning,
but he's stopped now.

He'll probably start crying again
when he starts teething.

But maybe you'll have
a calmer one...

Hallo! Hallo!

Hallo, commissioner...!

Sugar?

Take it. lt's sugar.

You have to take care
of this diabetes

because when the kid is born
and you hold it in your arms and...

the little one...

Adam? Adam?
Is everything OK?

All's fine.

Do you remember
to come to the class today?

Yes, I do.

You won't be late, will you?

Will you put some beans on
the frying pan for me?

Sure I will.

So I won't be late.

Kruk, I will never call you
that name again...

Never! I swear!
I swear on whatever you want...

I swear on my life, Kruk! Kruk...

The teacher's coming.

Turn the TV off.

A newbie on board!

May I?

Want some from me?

I can take it.

Here you are.

I'm Slawek.

I don't like meat at all.

If they give us some pork chop,
I can give it to you.

- Would you like that?
- I have no cigarettes.

But I don't want any cigarettes.

There's a free bed next to yours.
Can I take it?

- Who did you steal it from?
- I didn't steal it! It was my dad's.

So what will you give me
for that bed next to mine?

I can teach you to play
but I will not give you my harmonica.

Fuck it!

Anka?

Slawek?

Hi bro, what's up?

Ania's just left.

She asked me to tell you
that your beans were ready.

Am I disturbing you?
Should I wait in the living room?

Get out of here!

How I missed our slight disagreements!

Do you remember
how expensive cigarettes used to be?

They cost a lunch.
Crazy prices, right?

If they had paid us with cigarettes
rather than gums...

Do you know what they are doing now?

One has a furniture shop.

The hall itself covers
three thousand metres, I tell you.

The other one owns a liquor warehouse.
Monthly income reaching three million zlotys.

Yeah... How do you know that?

You're a loser after all.
I don't know anything!

But it has to be like that because they
used to do what they wanted in those days

so now they probably
also do what they want.

Unless, you paid them
a visit to set things right.

- Did you set things right, Kruk?
- But what for?

I have long forgotten about it.

Well, there are two ways
to approach your question.

“What for” - meaning:
what do I want from you

and should I have put that
cigarette down on your balls.

But I presume you're asking
about the method.

And this is not a stupid question,
you know.

You see, you've run away and took
refuge in some fucking Lódz.

But you have to go back there
and close the book on it.

But it won't fucking work.

So has this luxury overshadowed
all that's important in life?

Is a hot bath and beans for breakfast
more important than justice?

I don't want to go back there...

But, as it happens, you will.

And to cut things short,
I will leave you now

and you will prepare for the trip.

You have to come up with some good
story to satisfy the all the curious ones.

I will return here tomorrow to check
if our plan is being implemented.

- What are you doing?
- Come on, don't be afraid!

By the way, Ania looks great.

I will enjoy meeting her again
so to speak...

Aneczka...

Jesus! What's happened to you?!

How will you look in front
of the kids now?!

- Who smashed you so hard?
- No... don't ask...

It's because I gave up the pills.

The doctor told me there could be
different effects.

In my case, it was hitting my
head against the bathtub.

Come on, you can stop now...

I know what your job is
and what it entails.

But talking such nonsense
does not help at all...

- Good morning, sir.
- Good morning.

So...

In the class you will say that
you were walking down the street

and two lads were breaking
the windscreen.

You reached for your gun...

Stop laughing--

You reached for your gun and the third guy
approached you from behind...

Luckily, the patrol arrived, right?
Repeat.

To be honest, I also don't understand
why you cannot refuse the chief?

Thanks a lot, but I'm not hungry.
I will go to have a smoke.

It's only one month.
I will call you.

I promise to keep an eye on him.

Sure you will.

Theoretically speaking, he can send me
without even asking for my consent

to any police headquarters
at the end of nowhere.

And if I refuse,
we will end up in some shithole.

I understand that
I have to take care of all “details”

such as buying a cot, painting the baby room,
going to ultrasound scans by myself?

You'll have enough time to arrange
all that when I come back. I promise.

Kruk, how come he sleeps here? He's new,
he should be sleeping by the door.

- He will sleep here.
- I don't want to sleep by the door.

- Tough luck.
- Kruk... why are you like that?

Go to your kennel!

- Kruk!
- Now!

Bialystok,
November 2017

And where do they get
the excise stamps from?

- They forge them.
- Here?!

It's not possible.

We would know about it instantly.
Our statistics are too good.

Yeah, I've heard about it...

At least, I will learn something.

They are good but not great.
The police are a lot like a company.

It's best to law low and play it safe.

It should be good but not too good because
some moron might want to check it.

But we could take care of the cigarettes
problem on our own, couldn't we?

Well, yes. But I've been working
on it for several months anyway.

And before your people get acquainted
with all the documents...

Scum, slut, slimeball...

One day that heartburn will kill me.

We're keeping order here because
I know what's going on around me.

You will also have to inform me
about the steps you're taking.

And you will follow
my instructions, right?

- All clear.
- No!

Your cigarettes may wait a while.

You will work on our investigations.
A robbery at a tourist house.

No leads, no clues, nothing.
Study the case file and get down to work.

We'll soon know if what kind of
Sherlock Holmes you are.

Hi bastards!

- Hi boss!
- He's coming!

- Hi boys.
- Hi.

What sells best?

Well, “Glory to the Heroes” does not sell so
well, but “National pride” is doing fucking great.

And the “Dignity” jackets sell well too.
It's a nice fabric, it doesn't pill.

If the “National pride” sells so well,
you may remove it from the shop window.

People will buy it anyway.
And put some busty mannequin wearing

- “Glory to the Heroes” in the shop window,
will you? - Yes, sir!

Marketing is all about raising
expectations

and then satisfying
the needs you have created.

Get it Rudy?

Finish it now,
we're going in the field.

Hey!

Enough!

I've questioned the accountant
from that tourist house.

- I could tell you...
- Later, OK?

Hi love.
I cannot really talk now...

There's no money on the account.
I think I'll have to withdraw the deposit.

I had to pay a monthly rent for my apartment
up front... One thousand three hundred...

For what apartment?
You were supposed to get a company room...

- I had to rent... an important issue...
- Important issue?

But we were saving money
because we're going to have a baby.

But you go away and spend it all.
You have important issues at work.

You don't need to rent flats for subjects.
But maybe I'm not aware of something...

How cool you're not even answering me!
Hallo?!

Come in.

Can I?

- And what... did they discontinue it?
- They had to. I'm not guilty.

Piss? What type of country
is this where you can

piss on a policeman in public,
in the court?

Take a seat.
I really don't get it.

Such things happen these days, uncle.

If it was a normal country,
we would get into a car in a small pack,

find that arse and kick his ass,
get it?

Yeah... how is your heartburn?

Ah, today this bitch
is not a problem for me.

- I have more important things to
worry about. - Like what?

Listen, Marek, there's a snooper
on board, you know?

What are you saying?

He supposedly came here to investigate
into some smuggling case.

He is supposed to be looking for cigs.

PRYPECKA STREET NO. 37
16-134 BIALYSTOK

It stinks for a mile.

Where did you get here from, idiot?

This is not a barn where you can eat
a sandwich with liverwurst.

There are people working here.

Maybe you've even got some jars
of food in your rucksack?

I also often eat sandwiches
with liverwurst

but somehow,
you've never told me it stinks.

Hi, I'm Marek.

Hi, I'm Adam.

I heard you'd be going with me
to investigate the tourist house robbery?

I heard the same.

Kasia, are you coming with us?

I used to sleep in our hotel too.
What floor are you on?

None.

- Why?
- My wife is coming over.

Oh... I see...

This means an apartment.
Clever. What neighbourhood?

Piasta district.

Piasta?
Nice.

Kasia, maybe we could invite
our colleague from central Poland

for beer to show him how people
from the East have fun here?

Thanks a lot, but I don't drink.

Those who don't drink, are rats.

Don't start without me.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning.
I'm commissioner Adam Kruk.

I have some questions.

Jeez, again?

You've testified that...

“two men walked in as if knowing
that it was a payday.

They asked for cash,” right?

What did they look like?

Well... like you...

They were wearing hoodies.

Excuse me,
but did they have any weapons?

I don't know...

They could have...

What are you doing?

My back...

- How much cash did you have here?
- I don't know... that much.

Don't your hand shake?

Sorry?!

When you're nervous, what do you do to
stop your hands from shaking? Seriously.

What hands?
Why nervous?

Nervous because you've done
something wrong and then you know...

and it kind of burns you from the inside.
What do you do to stay sane?

Is he high?

There was no robbery.

You took the money.
You climbed the chair

and hid it in suspended ceiling.

I've asked you to wait for me.

What was it?

What a bitch!

But...

how did you guess it?

Not like that!

Look...

hold it here with your hand...
this finger and that one.

Like that.

And make a small booth
with this hand.

It's OK now.

But it plays fucking bad...

My dad would always say that it was the
man who played rather than the harmonica.

A wise guy.
Did he teach you to play?

Yes. We were on holidays.

It rained all the time.

- Will you play something?
- Sure.

- Can I have some?
- Go fucking buy for yourself.

Do you remember who used to
visit our orphanage most often?

A constable I think.

No, it was that fat guy
from social service.

And that young priest. He liked
playing football. Do you remember?

Maybe we could look for them?

So...

And what? You'll find them and ask
if it was them, right?

Do you also spoil each plan
for new curtains your wife has?

Don't you like my idea?
No problem, but offer something in return!

We will find Sadko
and ask him about the names.

“We will find Sadko and ask him
about the names”. Nice.

Yes, and if Sadko...

Move this fucking car from here.

- What are you saying?
- Didn't you hear me, asshole?!

Asshole!

What the fuck are you doing?!

It's that one. Number 21.

Hey, where are you...

Bloody hell!

He has not changed at all.
Son of the gun.

What should you say?!

We've got to find some
evidence against him now.

Damn you, Eagle!
You must have brain scabies!

Can you please tell me why
we should be looking for something

against Sadko, if we came here
looking for Sadko?

- He was only a janitor.
- So, he will tell us whom he let in.

He will tell you shit
without proper incentive.

- Have you ever grated horseradish?
- What?

If we take Sadko on a towing rope,
and fix it to the tow hook in your Volvo,

you'd be scrubbing him against asphalt
like when you grate horseradish.

No way.

A rope and a hook. We'll get all necessary
information after some 200 metres!

No. I want all of them to end up
in prison, get it?!

In prison?
What the fuck are you saying?

It's long been time-barred.
It's been twenty-nine years.

In the case of paedophilia, the time-limit
for persecution is thirty years.

You're afraid of him...

- What number is it?
- Seventy-two.

Seven plus two.
Try to remember number nine.

But I will also have to remember two or
otherwise I will not know it was 72.

So, remember both nine and two.

Wouldn't it be easier
to remember seventy-two?

It's more difficult that way
but if you prefer to do it like this...

Nine and...

Shit.

Not seventy-one but seventy-two.

- Are you talking to me?
- What?

You said something. Were you
talking to me or to yourself?

What are you still doing here?

- Can I help you somehow?
- Yes, if you go home.

But I'd like to learn from you.

Do I look like a teacher?

Apart from several flaws, I have one
fucking great advantage -

I am from here and I know
everybody around here.

Who are you looking for?

Some address.

What address?

Zabrudowska number 9...
No, 72.

Zabrudowska 72?...

I had to check this address
some time ago. It's near old silos,

I think it's a hollow.

- What hollow?
- For alcohol or cigarettes.

This parking is a perfect place for
dividing the cargo into smaller lots.

Check Krzysztof Sadko for me.

He's got a son, about 30.

Check him too.

A truck driver.

- Was he there?
- Why are you asking?

Because here smuggled goods come from
Belarus via Bobrowniki or Kuznica.

I could check if that guy
travels there regularly.

This is the truck's plate number.

One more thing. Thanks a lot.
You've helped me.

What do you want?

In the United States they have
the rule that when a police officer

patrolling the neighbourhood
walks into a bar,

they give him coffee
and a doughnut for free.

Because the police officer
protects the bar.

And I come here because
I want this place to prosper.

Last time, I ate lunch for free here.
You didn't like it

but the court dismissed
your complaint.

Now, I want to have lunch again.

And I would like you to understand

that it's not about twenty zloty
but about the rules. Do you understand?

- Yes, I do.
- Pork chop, please.

Of course.

In theory, the plan
to blackmail Sadko is good

but what if the old Sadko does not
give a shit about the young one?

Just like my father
did not give a shit about me.

There are such people
behind the truck business

that Sadko cannot treat them lightly
because they might come for him as well.

That's why there must be
some shady stuff on the truck.

If it's there, we'll take him over
directly from the route,

tomorrow without any witnesses.

All Poland sings along with us:
fuck these slobs!

One more time!

And how will you recognise
shady goods?

If there are apples,
the cargo will be legal, right?

All Poland sings along with us:
fuck these slobs!

No! We're waiting until they are drunk!
Wait! Fuck!

Come on! Go, go!

Where the f... damn it!

Go to that one!

Go Poland! Go White and Reds!

Fuck.

Go, Eagle.

Go go. Go!

Stop!

Freeze! Hey!

Aaah! I told you so!
I told you! You screwed up!

I told you to wait!

We could have waited
and things would be fine now!

We will get another chance,
don't worry.

I've had enough of waiting! Got it?!
I have waited long enough!