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Who I am,

what I have,

I owe it all to my mommy’s love.

Now I’ll thank her for her care,

kiss her hands and stroke her hair.

How she hugs me, oh so tight,

when I’m happy or shake with fright.

Now, even when dark is nigh,

I always feel her just nearby.

Always when I’m feeling sick,

she gets the doctor really quick.

She pours a cup of soothing tea,

brings a blanket to cover me.

All I have,

even more,

I owe it to her love galore.

Now I’ll thank her for her care,

kiss her hands and cheeks so fair.

Now it’s my turn to pour the tea

and bring a blanket like she does for me.

Close the window, dim the light,

let her sleep all through the night.

Now I’ll care for her in turn,

show her just how well I learn.

For all the love and joy untold,

for bringing me into this world.

RAVEN

You often get action like this in Lodz?

Only when it’s the local derby.

You think you moved to some shithole?

I was born here. I know what it’s like.

Did the transfer take long?

Have you been away? I’ve not seen you before.

I was in Scotland on interrogation training.

Was it good?

Well, I’ve just found out

you were born here, but you’re not thrilled to be back.

You avoid talking about it,

meaning you must be running from something you’ve done.

So I guess it was good.

Fasten your vest. It’s coming loose.

Right, we go in, clear up, and get the fuck out.

Kruk!

No need to be scared. Come on.

Lysy!

You and Kruk go right. Everyone else, this way.

- Sorry, boss. - Shut up.

See anything?

A light.

Did they hear us?

I don’t know.

What now?

Boss?

- What now? - Fuck knows.

Right, let’s go.

Keep going!

- What? - Keep going!

We’re under fire! Send a SWAT team!

Officer down! Send backup! They’re shooting at us!

Are you fucking crazy? Stay down!

Come on, come on, come on!

Now what, fuckers?!

Waldek!

Kolecki!

Kolecki! Cover me!

Cover me!

Kolecki, fucking cover me!

Marian... Don’t..

We’re waiting for the SWAT team.

Kolecki! Fucking cover me!

I’m in.

Now I’ll kill you, bitch!

There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.

For he shall give his angels charge over thee,

to keep thee in all thy ways.

They shall bear thee up in their hands,

lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.

The young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample underfoot.

Because he hath set his love upon me,

therefore will I deliver him.

I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.

He shall call upon me, and I will answer him.

I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honor him.

It’s me! Kruk!

Hold your fire! I’m coming out!

Where are those fucking ambulances?

Where’s the SWAT team?

Where’s our backup? Where?!

Can you tell me what the fuck happened?

I got a tip from my CI

about a stash house. It was meant to be in-and-out.

I don’t give a fuck what your CI told you.

Why the fuck didn’t I know about it?

I wanted to surprise you, boss.

Thought it’d be a success.

You surprised me, all right.

You fucked it up, Marian.

Go. Get out of my sight.

You finished them off?

Thanks.

Get in here! We’ve got another one.

Dust those cans for prints.

You know what...

Just drive to your house. I’ll manage from there.

My car’s at the precinct.

I owe you a drink.

Cyprian?

Tell me, is this a dream?

No, it’s not a dream. You woke me up.

Or maybe you fell asleep and you’re dreaming of being awake?

Would you rather it was a dream?

Yes.

Because I’m scared.

Of what?

Of you leaving.

Of being left alone.

When you close your eyes,

do you stop being scared?

Yes.

Well, then.

Now we’ll close our eyes

and wake up in a dream.

I read somewhere

that everything changes when you become a father.

That some primeval strength awakens in a man

because he knows he must feed and protect his family.

I know it sounds primitive, but maybe there’s something to it.

And so you’ve changed.

I have.

But...

Then...

When my son was a month old,

a biker almost crashed into him.

And I...

Adam, stop!

Adam, stop, you hear me?!

It’s strange, but...

I remembered nothing.

Anka told me about it.

He had a concussion. I paid him off so work didn’t find out.

And then...

Then I was interrogating that pedophile.

What the fuck should I do with you?

As if my brain got cut off.

My boss told me to leave

till it died down.

Is it better now?

It was.

It was better.

Until yesterday.

And you remember nothing?

As if someone cut the memory out of my head.

Be gone, all of you.

All of you lingering inside.

Be gone and don’t linger in darkness.

Be gone, all of you.

All of you lingering inside.

Be gone and don’t linger in darkness.

You’ve been ill a long time.

Your nerve has gone astray.

We call it a tangle.

A tangle is a mischievous being

dwelling inside you.

And when it gets stressed,

it goes astray.

And then it moves around inside

and it fills you with fear.

It makes you susceptible

to the whispers of evil.

What now?

Think.

What are you afraid of?

Think,

and come back to see me.

I will.

- Will you give me some medicine? - I will.

This one. Yes, this one.

Yes.

Give me your hand.

Now, when you hear the evil whispers,

clutch the stone really tight.

A stone? Can’t you do some more spells?

Clutch the stone tight

and send all the evil there.

No need for any spells,

just do as I tell you.

Good morning.

I got bread.

Great, but maybe you should get some sleep?

Has Maks eaten?

I waited up for you last night.

Some farmers from Kleosin want to supplement their pensions,

so they started making cigarettes.

- Sounds hardcore. - I told you, didn’t I?

I shouldn’t have dragged you here.

Don’t start.

I want to see the world with you

I want to wander

Through the grass

Everything I have...

Welcome.

How’s things?

Good we didn’t try to rescue him. They were heavily armed.

Explosives too.

Both good and bad.

His death riled the Katowice group.

They keep calling.

So what now?

Time will tell.

And now, find Kleosin.

- I dreamed about you. - What happened?

Hang on...

News from the hospital.

Kamil will be fine,

but Waldek’s another story. He’s...

It’s fucking bad.

Needless to say,

catching these bastards is now a priority.

We have two groups.

Ruski.

And Kleosin.

Ruski’s group has an illegal cigarette factory near Bialystok.

They shred, glue and pack tobacco from Belarus.

They supply Poland and the West.

They load 10 million cigs per truck,

so a single shipment is worth about 8 million zlotys.

The group is headed by Anton Makarow.

AKA Ruski.

Officially, he owns a shipping company.

His trucks transport electronics to Belarus

and bring back timber.

We put a tap on him three months ago.

- And? - And fucking nothing.

In three months?

He must suspect we’re listening.

Or he knows for sure.

Cut the crap!

- A mole, here? - Marian, chill.

I think that’s likely.

Go on.

Rudy.

Real name: Tomasz Wójcik. Ruski’s right hand.

Started as Ruski’s driver, but we suspect that

now he plays a bigger role.

Next, Stanislaw Morawski,

son of the previous boss.

It looks like he’s just a driver,

but that could be a cover.

Most important, Ruski isn’t his own boss.

We know he’s a member of a much bigger group from Katowice

which controls southern Poland.

It’s run by...

Igor Dunaj

and his son, Kuba.

It was their money that bought

the trucks and machines used to produce

the cigarettes.

Recently,

another group got in their way. Brothers from Kleosin:

Konrad

and Karol Bednarz.

Known for extortion and drug trafficking,

now they want to switch to cigarettes.

They want Katowice’s business in Podlasie.

And here’s where the corpse from yesterday comes in.

Probably a victim of the Kleosin-Katowice war.

They grabbed Katowice’s man and tortured him for intel.

What do we know?

Piotr Raciborz, 25, resident of Siemianowice.

Mother’s maiden name is Dunaj.

Dunaj?

Any suggestions?

We need to identify and tap their phones.

- Put them under surveillance. - That won’t work if we have a mole.

- Kruk? - He wasn’t just a soldier.

Manicure, expensive watch, business cards.

He went to them voluntarily.

Fuck me, a clairvoyant in our midst.

The lab checked the prints from the beer cans.

They were drinking together. That means he was negotiating.

So he wasn’t just a soldier.

Something went wrong and he ended up like he did.

We should notify the family.

What for?

If he’s important, someone important will come.

We can follow them, see where they go, who they meet.

Get to work.

Kolecki runs the case, Kruk and Marzena will help him.

I can manage.

Last time you managed, two men ended up in hospital.

- And me? - Not you.

Why?

Because I can’t have everyone on one case.

- Justyna, you coming? - Yeah. In a second.

Kruk, what happened there?

Mom, you taught me Solitude and rejection

Their closeness feels Like real perfection

I stay in bed Keep things close to my chest

The rain keeps coming The sun’s at rest

The rain keeps coming It’s making me fret

The monsters stay hidden Scared to get wet

- I’m here for a reason... - Klaudia, cig break’s over!

The cucumbers need peeling.

- It’s my fault. - What?

She’s writing a song for the school festival.

I want you back in five minutes.

Thank you.

At least you can smoke in peace.

I saw you here before.

Your rhymes are good. Do you write them down?

Not really.

You teach music?

Russian.

Write them down. It’s easy to forget.

Can I bum a smoke?

Take the pack.

I don’t really smoke.

So why did you buy them?

To try.

To calm my nerves. I don’t know.

I moved here recently and it’s...

Not great?

You could say that.

Cyprian...

Do you think dreams can...

How do you say it?

What? Really happen?

...happen.

You think dreams can happen?

If you really want them to.

We dreamed about escaping the wardrobe.

And it happened.

They say thoughts are like spells.

Think hard and the dream will happen.

OK, I will.

What’s the dream?

The one you want to happen.

The redhead.

I took a match

and she just burned.

How did you feel?

It made me feel better.

When I think it could really happen, not just in a dream,

it makes me feel even better.

Agnieszka!

Aga!

Aga!

Agnieszka!

I hope the redhead burns for what happened.

Will you think about that dream with me?

I will.

To make it happen.

I won’t touch anything fried for a month.

What have you got?

Someone set her on fire, it seems.

Found anything?

An empty bottle of meths.

Everything else is burned. No witnesses. No fingerprints.

Arson, you think?

Well...

Probably not spontaneous combustion, unless she got so excited that...

Want me to take a look?

No, thanks.

It’s under control.

Sure. I just wanted to help.

Once was enough.

- I still owe you that drink. - I’d prefer dinner.

Yes?

I’m on my way.

When are we moving the factory?

You’re just like my son when he was alive.

You want everything instantly.

How did he die?

Instantly.

On his motorbike.

So please, don’t go so fast.

Slow down, give us time to earn something.

Fine, but if we’re to earn, we need a new factory.

Our tax stamps are so bad, I have to cut prices by 15%.

If you want too much, you get nothing.

We could make more, faster, for better prices.

The slower you go, the further you get.

Did you find the brothers?

Not yet.

You want to develop the business and you can’t find two brothers?

Dunaj Junior is in Bialystok.

I’m going to take him a gift.

- Did you find the brothers? - Not yet. The guys looked everywhere.

- We’ll go... - Move it!

Yes, sir. All right.

- What? - Let’s go!

Sorry, I’m here. Yes, I’m here.

Look who showed up.

What now?

I’d gladly have a word, but we’ve got nothing on him.

Not yet.

Doctor, I’m calling about Mr. Raciborz.

Hold on.

We need another autopsy.

I don’t know, check for STDs.

Thanks.

What’s the plan?

There are cameras here.

Kids have short fuses these days.

Can I bum a smoke?

I know. All right, Auntie.

Calm down, it’s OK.

Officers.

My aunt came a long way for her son’s body.

Is a second autopsy necessary?

Inspector Marian Kolecki. Can I see some ID, please?

Can I see yours?

So I know who’s responsible for the unlawful holding of the body.

See this, you prick?

- Are you threatening me? - Too right.

Then we can take you down to the precinct.

- We’ll check your ID. - Fuck off.

We’re taking you in.

If you touch me...

I’ll find out where your family lives.

We had him where we wanted him. And you fucked it up!

I’ve been on this case for a year, you hear me? A year!

Never got close to squeezing a big shot from Katowice.

Are you even listening, you fucker?

What are you on about?

This.

- Hello. I’m waiting with the money. - Fuck the money!

No, I’m not coming.

Drop everything.

Yes, nothing else matters now.

You’re to catch that pig and fucking bury him.

Alive!

You did something you don’t remember again?

Did you clutch the stone?

I did.

Did you do what I asked?

Did you think about why you’re scared?

For one can be scared about many things.

Your health.

Your job. Tomorrow.

The new TV you just bought.

TV?

We get scared about what’s important to us.

For some, a TV might be important.

Did you think?

I did.

So, what are you scared about?

I’m scared that Maks will choke and I won’t be able to help him.

Or that Anka will die and I’m left alone.

So what exactly are you afraid of?

Of losing everything.

How do you know what it’s like to lose everything?

I’ve experienced it.

One day, my parents went out and I never saw them again.

A truck ran into them.

And you’re afraid that might happen again?

Yes.

That Anka and Maks will disappear from my life.

Or I from theirs.

I know.

I know your life has been filled with tragedy.

First your parents,

and then...

Slawek,

at the orphanage.

And so you’re susceptible to evil.

Or maybe I’m evil by nature?

I’m just evil.

No one is.

No one is just good or evil.

That would be too simple.

Sometimes you’re on the side of good,

sometimes on the side of evil.

It’s a battle.

So what should I do?