All language subtitles for Ultraviolet S02E06

Intercity train "Karkonosze"

to Szklarska Poręba Górna station,

stopping over in Lodz,
Częstochowa and Opole,

will leave from platform three,
section five.

Intercity train "Karkonosze"...

- Enough about me, I feel self-obsessed.
- No way.

I know worse.

So... You won't say anything about yourself?

I don't have anything interesting to say.

- Not about myself.
- You are beautiful.

You are sad.

You drink more than I do.

- Let me make a guess: married.
- No, definitely not.

Divorcee.

Yup.

Do I still match your description?

No. Divorcees are more cheerful.

That's sad.

What could I tell you...

Something interesting about myself.

Wait a second.

I think I was in love recently.

That lucky guy didn't want you?

He never learned about it,
because he died.

These are my depressing topics.

I shouldn't be talking about myself.

You know what?

I don't know much about falling in love,

but I and my friend bourbon,

we are good at these depressing topics.

Maybe we should go for a walk?

Guys, wake up.

Hey!

Hey!

Help!

Anyone?

- Sorry, I'm sorry.
- Relax, please.

I'm really sorry, seriously.

Sorry.

Kamil?

- You can't be here.
- That's my husband.

- I'm sorry, but...
- I'm sorry as well.

Kamil, what happened?

What happened?

- Ma'am.
- Where is James?

- Yes?
- We need to go.

- Where?
- To Biegański Hospital.

I'll be there.

- What happened?
- Ask the police, we need to go.

What?

Come have a look.

This is James.

Our friend from London.

- Your?
- I mean...

My and Kamil's, my ex-husband.

The guy from the ambulance
is your ex-husband?

- Yes.
- Jesus.

- He was visiting you?
- No.

He was James' best man.

Three days ago they came to Krakow
for a stag night.

- Why were they here?
- I don't know.

Kuba, could you please come for a second?

- Coming. Wait here.
- Okay.

They got in there.

- Thanks a lot.
- No worries.

Quite a mess, huh?

He confirmed
they boarded the train in Krakow.

Mmm.

Boss? Yes, we are here.

He's here.

Hmm?

Okay.

I got it, sure.

Of course. We need to come back.

Ola.

I'm leaving, sure.

Do you know anything?

We've pumped his stomach.
It's a miracle he's still alive.

Others are dead.
Does that mean he took less?

He vomited. He drank too much
and that saved his life.

Most of the substance
didn't enter the bloodstream.

What substance?

Difficult to say.
It might be a poisoning.

A reaction that strong suggests
that it was not an accident.

Do you think someone wanted them dead?

I know medicine, not people's intentions.

We took samples for analysis,
I'll go check the results.

Who else was at the stag party?

My ex-husband,

his friend James
and these two from the train,

but I don't know them.

We haven't been in touch recently,
I had no clue there was a stag.

Maybe James posted something on his wall?

Have a look.

All the others are in Krakow.

I wonder if they took the same thing.

- Marianna.
- Who's that?

James' fiancee, she's from Krakow,

- but they lived in London.
- We need to tell her.

Maybe I should do it?

- No, there are procedures.
- Listen,

I've known her for a while.
She should hear it from a friend.

I'm not sure.

I am.

Of course not.

Sure, Otto,
he will be on a train tomorrow.

Cheers.

Who will be on a train?

- You.
- What?

We found bodies here,
they were poisoned there

and the train didn't stop on the way.

You're going to Krakow.

- I'll tell Beata.
- You're going alone.

Alone? Why?

- This case belongs to the local police.
- But why me?

You've lived in the UK,
you know the background.

Six months in high school.
This is her investigation.

She's a woman.

- You don't say.
- The guy in charge

is old and conservative.
He won't work with her.

Boss, Beata is...

What the fuck is it with you and Beata?

We have three dead Brits
in superhero costumes.

The media is going crazy.

Go to Krakow, interview these guys

and learn where this shit came from.
And get a train ticket.

Second class.

I know where this shit came from.

Where?

- My ass.
- Fuck off.

Marianna! Marianna!

Hi, sweetheart.

I'm so sorry.

You don't have to do this.

What?

James had an ID on him.

You don't have to do this,
we don't need to go there.

No.

I want to see him.

I was supposed to join him.

We were supposed to visit my parents.

Here I am.

I don't believe it.

I don't believe
he took some shit and got poisoned.

They were drunk.

Maybe someone gave them something.

Three people are dead.

Someone needs to answer for those murders.

But they won't find him.

- The police...
- They don't know anything here.

A week from now
the investigation will be closed.

I will find him.
I promise you, we will find him.

I promise
we will find the person who did this.

Did you contact Piast?

He said he will call soon.

Regina, it's so early
and you look so stunning.

Do you like it?
It's from Allegro, I'll send you a link.

Just a second.

- Sent.
- OK.

Got it, thanks.

Here it is.

Got it.

Ola, turn on the TV,
everyone is talking about the Brits.

- Piast is here. Hey.
- Hey.

Wait a second.

A tragic end to a stag night.

Three British citizens were found dead
on a train from Krakow to Lodz.

Another participant, a Polish citizen...

Maybe they took
some designer drugs?

Hi, guys.

The doctor said
that he had never seen this drug.

What if more people take that?

Most people aren't as stupid
as drunk Brits at a stag night.

Piast, that was racist.

I'm a Pole from Vietnam,
racism doesn't concern me.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

These stag nights in Krakow

are a horror.

They puke on streets, pee into fountains

and climb statues, they are horrible.

We need to figure it out.
I made a promise to Marianna.

- That's not a good idea.
- The police are handling it.

It's in Krakow,
the police there don't know us.

- They will get rid of us instantly.
- Yeah.

I know.

I understand.

Vandalism, drinking
and obscene behavior...

- Is this seat taken?
- Holy fuck.

My girlfriend will soon think
we are having an affair.

Why are you going there?
It's not your jurisdiction.

I need to learn
who poisoned your ex and his mates.

And also to silence Waldek's remorse.

Uh-huh.

He feels bad
because he didn't have my back

when they put me in jail.

The media are all over it.
It will piss off guys who think I'm dirty.

He told you that, or it's all you?

People don't tell you things directly.

But you can read them.

It helped me in prison.

You read everybody? Including me?

I would need
30 years in prison to read you.

It's impossible to read you.

- Am I unreadable?
- Kind of.

Totally.

Thank you very much, here you go.

Feel the local vibe.

- Thanks.
- What's the plan?

We need to talk to hungover Brits,

find out where they bought the drugs,

make sure that our guys
get rid of the source

and improve people's morale.

- And you assume it will all work out?
- If I worry it might not work

and it doesn't work, worrying won't help.

Did you take
some philosophy classes in jail?

My cellmate was there for life,
I learned a lot from him.

Will you buy me this balloon?

Will you tell me where you are staying?

You don't need to know, sir.

It's Ewa.

I was joking about the jealousy.

I get it, we are here alone,
it might look weird.

- Send me your address.
- Bye.

Hi!

- Ready for the party?
- I was born ready.

- Give me the bag.
- Come on.

Please.

- Ooh! It's a nice place.
- Watch your head.

My parents sell that. Now left.

Oh.

That's your famous headquarters.

Don't!

Listen up,

- that's your queen size lair.
- Great.

It's from the golden age
of Polish capitalism.

- A so-called cot.
- Good morning.

Good morning.

- My name is Ola.
- That's my mom.

She wants to know
if you want to eat something.

Yes, very much so, I'm hungry.

Fantastic.

Inspector Jakub Szeląg from Lodz.

- I'm here to see inspector Szewczyk.
- Sure, come in.

- Otto, Lodz is here.
- Here?

It sailed here?

- Otto Szewczyk.
- Jakub Szeląg.

- How was the trip?
- A lot of waves.

Follow me.

- Do you want a drink?
- Coffee.

No sugar.

Have a look.

We are lucky after all, huh?

That you found them in Lodz.

- Why?
- What do you mean why?

Just because of that, no one knows

- that they were most likely poisoned here.
- Hmm.

Makes sense.

This is a tourist city.

Information like this...

is not welcome.

You wanted to run the case.

We host a party, we pay the bill.

I prefer to oversee things.

Also, in Krakow,

- we don't trust strangers.
- And women?

Bring them in.

I will translate.
We don't need a translator.

They are expensive, always fuck things up,
and we need to fix it.

- Do you speak English?
- A bit.

I was supposed to be a translator.
I translated Byron.

Old times.

We have a couple of questions
for you about James' stag party.

- Do you understand?
- What the hell do you bizzies want?

What?

Sit down, please.

We have a couple of questions for you.

Do you understand?

Man, am I...

Are we in serious mither?

- A serious what?
- Mither.

Fuck.

Mither.

I know.

Come on, sit down please.

We have couple of question for you
about James' stag party.

Do you understand?

Are we going home soon, or what?

Do you speak English?

Look mate,
we got here just to have a party.

That's it. I'm sitting here,
I don't know what you're talking about.

They are either shitfaced
or have a crazy fucking accent.

Listen,

we are police, alright?

I have an idea.

Wait a minute.

We will get a sausage from Nyska at night.

- Hi.
- That's Ola.

Meet Otto.

- Aleksandra Serafin.
- Otto Szewczyk.

He said that that your command of English
is more practical.

- I've lived there for a while.
- We have a couple here...

A couple of culprits, let's go.

Sorry,
where did you get those bruises?

There was a fight.

This fan, he didn't like the fact
that we are Brits and he called us out.

I'm gagging. Can I get a brew? Brew?

- Yeah, okay.
- Can we get him a tea?

Later.

Later?

Later.

I had a few bevvies too much
to remember anything.

We met some girls, so we split.

- Do you have any other stamps?
- No.

Most folks were too tired after two clubs.

- Fucking hell.
- Yeah.

He's impossible to understand.

The four that were poisoned
had two stamps,

these guys didn't have them.

The four from the train split
and went somewhere else.

- I didn't realize it.
- Fuck.

Commissioner!

Wait here.

Commissioner!

Is it true that these drugs
came from Krakow?

We are in the middle of an investigation,
which is why I can't tell you anything.

- How many people are dead?
- I can't say that.

But it is true

that there are fatalities,
and one person is in bad condition.

- Anything else?
- That's all.

Piast's mom is an amazing cook,
this is crazy good.

It took me a while,

but I asked my partying friends.

These clubs
are called Loud and Underdog.

We should go there and look around.

That's a package for me.

I'll show you something.

Krakow, watch out.

- Here we come.
- Great.

Great.

Piast, bravo.

In this case,

- I need five minutes to do my make up.
- Okay.

Kamil.

How are you, Kamil?

Hi, Ola. When I woke up,

I found something weird.
It looks like drugs.

And you have no clue how they got there?

I'm sorry.

Forget that part, I'm sorry.

You have to trust me, I don't remember.

I don't know where it came from.

Kamil, listen up,

take a photo, send it to me,
and bring the bag to the station.

- Okay?
- Sure.

We are in the middle of an investigation,
I can't tell you anything.

- How many people are dead?
- I can't say that.

But it is true that there are fatalities
and one person is in bad condition.

Anything else?

That's all. Get them out.

KILLED BY A STRONG DESIGNER DRUG?

Jesus, what is that?

It's like that every day, all year long.

Each day a groom and his best man
pee on something on the main square.

- That's a lot.
- Welcome to Krakow.

Fuck me.

Here you are.

- Lodz called, sorry.
- It's here, let's go.

I have the lab results.

James and his buddies
took a lot of piperazine and fentanyl.

That's the same thing
that was on the package

your husband brought us.

My ex-husband. So they got high?

We don't know, none of the drugs
have so much of these substances.

- Mm-hmm. What does that mean?
- Either a chemist mixed up bottles,

as no one oversees
the production process, or...

Or someone did that on purpose?

- Exactly.
- Are we getting in?

LOUD

- You go, I'll look around.
- Yeah, right.

Piast, let's go to the bartender.

Act with your face.

Hello, hi.
Um, we are tourists,

and we are looking for something special.

Okay, I've got 30 types of whiskey,

- 10 types of gin, so...
- She meant...

really, really special,
if you know what I mean.

We don't sell...
We sell only legal stuff here, sorry.

Yeah, I know, I know, but come on.

- Can you get me anything?
- No.

Anyone else?

If you ask one more time,
I'll call the police.

- Sorry.
- Let's go.

There is another club I mentioned earlier,
it's called Underdog.

That's where plenty of drunk Brits come.

Hello!

Welcome to the famous Underdog club.

Welcome, please, let's go.

Beautiful girls, dancers, perfect drinks.

Hello! Hello!

Piast, don't look.

I'm responsible for you.

- Piast, remember!
- Yeah, act with my face.

Here.

- What's up.
- Cheers.

- I need something.
- What?

- Are you selling?
- No.

Thank you!

They don't know anything,
they don't have anything, fucking Vatican.

They are scared.
Everybody is talking about dead Brits.

We will never find him.

It's Otto.

Finished sightseeing?
Come here, we have the murderer.

They have the killer.

- The bride's name is...
- Marianna.

- She had a boyfriend in Krakow.
- Yes, Kacper.

Do you know him?
Supposedly he still loves her.

- And?
- You will see.

See what?

You will see.

You know Marianna, you know the victim,
so you should know the suspect.

- Have a seat.
- That's Kacper.

Mmm.

It's all clear.

Beautiful.

You won't regret that.

It's the best sausage in town.

You don't get it.

None of us gets it.

Nobody ever does, because all you did

was show them
your favorite Karate Kid moments.

We did fight.

- But it has nothing to do with drugs.
- Fuck!

Don't make me get angry,
not in front of them.

You fucking followed them.

Yes or no?

I did,
because I wanted to clear something up.

After that I came back home.

What did you clear up and how?

Huh?

It was about Marianna.

Did you clear things up?

Now we will clear things up, our way.

The pipe is leaking.

Just don't cry.

And they say we are brutal in Lodz.

No way.

He didn't do it, it's not him.

What?

They found another Brit
in the river today.

The lab confirmed

piperazine and fentanyl,
the same crazy amount.

- The red dragon.
- We searched his place.

There was nothing there.
Otto is interviewing him right now.

If we don't find anything,
we will have to let him go.

I told you it wasn't Kacper.

He is too stupid for that.

The floater went to a couple of clubs,
including the Underdog,

which we visited yesterday.

Otto is pissed, he squeezed the owner...

and he told him that his promoter
was moonlighting as a drug dealer.

Otto just brought him to the station,
I need to go.

Okay, great, thanks.

I'll show you something.

Foreigner deaths in Krakow
in the last couple of months.

Altogether...

eight dead UK citizens.

All due to poisoning or drug overdose.

It adds up.

They come here for cheap alcohol.

It's not South America,
where you can find drugs on every corner.

Looks familiar?

It's yours.

We found it at your place.

What did you do with the stuff
you killed the Brits with?

I didn't kill anybody.

- No?
- Maybe you accidentally bought cheap stuff

and didn't realize it's a poison.

Which is it?

I know what I buy.

He was at the Underdog, where you work,
between 1:00 and 3:00 a.m.

What did you sell him?

- Nothing.
- What did you fucking sell him?

Confess, you will get a better sentence.

- You are nice, you want to live, right?
- Come on.

I wasn't working.

- Isn't it convenient.
- Can anybody confirm that?

The municipal hospital.

I crashed my bike at 10:00 p.m.,
at 11:00 I was at the ER...

Fuck.

Don't be a girl.

You fucked it up properly.

- Oh fuck.
- They did a scan.

It isn't broken, it's all in the system.
I was home at 4:00 a.m.

Check it.

We will check it.

I don't sell crap.

Ask friends from vice.

Only the best weed and cocaine.
I wouldn't poison anybody.

Who did your work then?

I don't know, three of us do it.

Your friends sell crap as well?

I don't know what they do.

Look at him now.

- Do they have names?
- Do they?

- Marek Surma and...
- And?

- Karol.
- Karol who?

Iwański.

- What?
- Iwański.

Look at the fucking rat.

Marek Surma and Karol Iwański.

Kuba said that he has a file
and that they are looking for him.

Karol Iwański is the difficult one,
no social media profile.

As if he didn't exist.

Wait, I've got something.

Karol Iwański, a doctoral candidate
at the Academy of Fine Arts.

A doctoral candidate
from the Academy of Fine Arts

moonlights as a promoter?

It's weird.

They don't make a lot of money
at the university.

Look, that's his studio.

I will check geotags.

I've got it.

It's close to my place.

We are leaving.

I'll ask friends from my previous job
if they have anything on him.

Sure.

Alright.

Talk to me, I can hear you.

I've checked Iwański,
he has no criminal record.

- No Facebook, no file, weird.
- Ola, it's there.

I didn't say no file.

He appeared in a murder case
two years ago.

He was the auxiliary prosecutor
in a manslaughter case.

Drunk Brits met football hooligans
and started a fight.

One of the Brits pushed a guy,

he fell,
hit his head on the curb and died.

Karol was a witness?

No, the victim's older brother.
They dismissed the case a month ago.

They couldn't figure out
which Brit pushed young Iwański.

Alright, we're already here,
I'll keep you posted, cheers.

A promoter by night,

- a fine arts conservator by day?
- Seems like it.

Should we get in?

Wait a second.

It's a combination lock.

Move.

That was impressive.

I saw it on YouTube.

Look, there are bottles and chemicals.

Look at that.

Bingo.

Bingo indeed.

What is that?

Looks like his most recent job.

These are parts of a painting or a fresco.

Weird.

And what is it?

Call Kuba, I know where it is.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- And?
- He isn't answering.

I'll text him the address.
Are you sure it's this church?

I has to be, send it.

But maybe we should wait
for him and the police?

Let's go right, we will start there.

GPS goes crazy inside.

Chill out, we will find it.

Where is it?

That's it!

Here!

That's it, right?

Mm-hmm.

Wow.

It's not done yet.

It's impressive anyway.

"Why are your garments red?

Like those of one treading the wine press?

I have trodden it alone,
from the nations no one was with me."

Isaiah, 63.

Ah.

Was he alone?

Maybe it was the people
looking for justice in his name?

I'm sorry.

Sometimes I work too much and then...

Haven't we met recently?

- I don't know.
- No.

Who sent you?

We've been looking for you,
and you know why.

You are the messenger of Satan.

- You are sick.
- You don't get it.

Three people are dead.

- You don't get it.
- Three people.

You've killed my mate, do you hear me?

Easy.

- What are you doing?
- They had it coming.

Please don't do that.

Put that down, please.

Have you heard me?

- Police! Stay where you are!
- He poured something on himself!

- Drop it!
- I did you a favor!

- I did you a favor!
- On the ground!

- Don't go there!
- Stay where you are!

I am your obedient servant.
I am your obedient servant.

Please make some room
and don't go there!

You have a wonderful son.

- And?
- How are you?

He will live.

- Seriously?
- Yes.

It's not bad.

Hi, Ewa.

No, I couldn't call you back, sorry.

You saw her on TV?

She didn't come with me,
she came here later. I need to run.

Yes, see you later.

He confessed,
it was revenge for his brother.

Fuck. But why us?

He had an issue with James,
or wanted to kill random Brits?

May I?

Here's the thing.

He was looking for people starting fights,

and targeted them.

And then, as you know,
he gave them these free dragon balls.

Fuck me... Thanks.

- Kamil, come on.
- You're right.

I have the coolest ex-wife in the world.

- I'm this close to being late.
- You are.

- Hi, remember me?
- Dude, you got big.

- I'm not gonna keep you busy, cheers.
- We will be in touch.

I need to go or I will leave with you.

- Bye.
- Thanks for everything.

- By the way, the number.
- Which is it?

- Your backpack, bye!
- Bye!

Thanks.

- Let me.
- I'll do it.

Let's go, then.

I didn't get a sandwich
or a drink, nothing.

- Why do you even put it on?
- Shut up.

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