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- Is anything going to happen? - Hush.

Did she fall?

Somebody help her!

Please help her!

Mom!

Mom!

Franek.

- Jesus. - Come here.

Ma'am. Sweetheart, come here. Calm down.

Ma'am. Ma'am.

Ma'am, do you hear me?

Hello!

Mom!

Hello? Ma'am, can you hear me?

For God's sake, call an ambulance!

Ma'am...

And I thought we could meet like normal people.

- Normal people? - Without this, without crime.

Wait for me here.

Do you think I'll ever have a case you're not involved in?

- Where is Kuba? - On vacation.

Waldek forced him to take some leave.

- Handsome guy. One of yours? - Adrian's helped us in the past.

The other one is Zbigniew Walter, this performer's agent.

They know each other. He invited us here.

Commissioner Misiak.

Okay, gents, what happened?

At the end of the show she took sleeping pills, right?

And had trouble breathing.

- And suddenly she... - Correct.

And how would it usually end?

She'd take the pills.

She'd lie on the bed and pretend to sleep.

And then usually somebody would come in and try to wake her up,

but this time, she didn't.

That's why I didn't react. I was sure it was... The kid is...

This piece is meant to show that our lives are...

gray, colorless, bland,

- and that our death is the same. - Okay, but...

Up until she took the pills, the show went as usual?

- Yes. - But not really.

No... I...

She hesitated before taking the pills.

I've seen this performance five times. She has never done that before.

She always took half a packet of pills?

Maybe there was something strange in these pills this time.

- Maybe someone changed the pills. - Uncle!

Uncle! Uncle!

Franek, I asked you to stay behind with this lady.

- I'm sorry. I really did what I could. - I understand.

I need to talk to the police.

You don't understand.

But I did explain it to you.

My mom didn't kill herself.

- Hi. My name is Ola. - Ola, wait.

A psychologist has to be present during the interrogation.

Hi, Franek. I'm Beata.

Can you come tomorrow to the station? We could talk there.

See you tomorrow.

Thank you. Thank you.

"Uncle"? Are you a relative?

He's being polite.

Monika often travelled and left the boy with me.

- He was with me this time, too. - And his father?

Traveling the world. They broke up a few years ago.

- Do you know where we can find him? - No idea.

Oh, my God, it's terrible.

She and her son...

She suffered from severe depression.

Spent time at the hospital.

- If it weren't for her love of her son... - You knew each other?

We saw each other... during events.

I have some friends from her circles. It's a close group.

Liberated people, so to speak.

- I know, you like that. - I don't judge your sex life.

I don't judge you. This is none of my business.

I love you, even though you disappeared from UV for a year.

Was this Horodyńska really so popular?

- Seriously? - Yes.

No one else in Poland or Central Europe had such good press.

She is the Lewandowski of modern art.

Okay.

And her shows always look like this, with her sitting...

It's a performance, it's art.

Do you think it was a suicide?

You probably think it was a murder.

Did you hear her son?

"My mom didn't kill herself."

Franek.

The commissioner will ask you a few questions.

You don't have to respond, okay?

If you feel uncomfortable,

or you decide you don't want to talk about something,

at any moment you can ask to...

Can we get to the point?

Franek, your mom suffered from depression, right?

This might not be...

Yes, when she and Dad separated, Mom cried a lot.

But she stopped.

What about recently?

You're clever, aren't you?

I don't know, but Mom would never kill herself.

Somebody had to have killed her.

I don't know who.

Will you help me?

Sure.

- Will you help me, too? - Yes.

Did somebody want to hurt your mom?

You can't speak like this...

I don't know, but recently she was very happy.

Thank you, Franek.

You could at least give him clean clothes.

After Monika died, there were so many things...

Okay. I'll take him shopping today.

This won't be possible, I'm afraid.

Unfortunately, you're not his legal guardian.

Until we find his father, the boy will stay at an emergency youth center.

Relax your body and reach your chakra.

Chakra...

Reach your chakra...

Yes?

Hi! Everything okay?

- Something happened? - No, I'm meditating.

You and your ideas. Seriously!

Where are you?

Guess. It's my favorite place in the world.

- Listen, I'm calling because... - I know.

It's about Horodyńska. I saw it online.

Everything points to suicide.

What if it wasn't suicide?

I'm on vacation. Beata is running this case. I can't.

You can't do what?

You can't have small talk with me, friend to friend?

Small talk with a friend? About death? Seriously?

Okay, but if this wasn't suicide,

what would you do first to pick up on the trail?

If you don't know what something is about, then it's about bucks.

- What? - Bucks. Money.

So I should look for someone who could profit from her death?

That's what a friend would tell you.

As a policeman, I'm telling you it was a suicide.

Okay. Thank you.

Pal...

this is just for a short while.

You're the closest person to Franek.

It's no surprise that...

Do you know what he's gone through?

First he lost his mother. And he saw it all.

Now he will end up at some orphanage.

What did he do to deserve this?

I know it's very hard, but...

is there someone who could benefit from Monika's death?

Benefit in what way?

I know I've lost someone fantastic.

Right.

But if somebody were to benefit... Who could that be?

She used to be a sculptor in her youth...

Somebody might be putting her work up for auction.

Because...

after the artist's death, the value of their work

increases by a few hundred percent.

When someone like Monika dies...

- The prices are in zlotys? - Are you joking? It's euros.

- No. - These are starting prices.

What?

Fuck!

There's an auction in two weeks, I think. Check contact details.

- Go down. - This?

She was shouting that boredom and routine are killing us.

- Who is he? - Now we'll kill boredom and routine.

We won't let them trample us.

This...

This is Jazon.

You know him?

He's a demented lunatic.

Come to the auction!

It's for you, Monika!

It's for you!

There's another one. In Berlin, interrupted.

Horodyńska.

Stop!

Stop, stop! Stop, stop, stop!

This is madness. It has to stop!

This is madness. It has to stop!

I can't believe it.

Is he crazy enough to kill someone?

It's great to see you all again. Hi!

We wanted to buy you a face massager as a gift.

But I don't know now.

I think there's someone else to say "hi" to.

Hi!

Hello.

Who is this Jazon guy? Do you know him, Adi?

He was completely obsessed with Horodyńska.

All his performances were about her.

He either created tributes for her or polemics about her.

But he's not very talented.

He tries, but he's not good at it.

Now finally it's his chance to be in the limelight.

And earn a lot of money in the process.

The sculptures up for auction are worth lots of money.

The auction house alone takes tens of thousands in commission.

And if he sells something himself, it's a fortune for him.

But he disappeared.

We checked places he used to visit: pubs, clubs.

He's nowhere to be found. After Monika's death, he disappeared.

I checked the auction house. They say Jazon is the organizer.

But, strangely, they don't have his contact details.

What about the video where he burns things?

Can't we recognize something there?

Building search shows

that this is a typical old Lodz neighborhood.

There are hundreds of places like this in Lodz.

Okay, but there's only one where someone put a bonfire and burned some stuff.

- Right? - Wait. I'm not getting this.

Tomek, you still have some colleagues from your time in uniformed services?

Did you have good relations with the firefighters?

- It's here, right? - Sure thing.

Kościuszki 17 Street.

Yesterday the firefighters were called there.

Only a few items, but my colleague said it was quite a fire.

Kids!

Fuck! It's a little creepy here.

A little bit.

What is this?

Leave it. Don't touch it! Leave it!

Fuck!

Don't touch it.

Put it back.

What are you doing?

It's Jazon.

Stop!

Jesus! For fuck's sake, there's no signal here.

Come with me!

Hush!

Did you like the coffin?

Jazon?

Yes.

Wait.

Yes.

What are you doing?

Is it nice to frighten women like this?

What do you want?

What did you do to Horodyńska?

- Me? - Yes!

I loved her.

You don't understand a thing.

Her and her work.

The guy who killed Lennon also loved him, you know?

Lennon is shit.

I don't want Monika to disappear without a trace.

You wanted to make money on her, right?

- What? - Fucking auction.

I don't have a single sculpture of her.

The auction...

is the performance.

I don't understand what he's saying.

Her art resides in minds, not in objects.

I won't earn anything on it.

- What were you doing when this happened? - You can check on the camera.

I recorded everything from that morning.

It all adds up.

The private gallery viewing he recorded in Warsaw

was at the exact time when she died.

So it's not Jazon.

But he could have planted the pills earlier.

He could.

- Hi, Piast. - Hello.

I checked these items and their owners are

wealthy art collectors, mainly from Asia,

or art galleries.

So Jazon couldn't sell this.

So maybe he was just looking to create some buzz.

Thank you, Piast.

It's not him.

But he's so crazy, anything is possible.

Listen, I wanted to apologize for what happened.

No problem.

I really learned a lot.

I noticed that.

Listen, who is this guy? Do you know him?

This is Miłosz, an ex...

Miłosz! Fuck! Why haven't I thought of that?

- I'm hungry. - Can we sit like normal people?

Let's sit here.

I know him. He's a terrible person.

You talk this way about everybody from artistic circles.

Do you know where this Horodyński is?

I asked around, but so far nothing.

- As if he disappeared. - Not a surprise.

As per the Internet,

they separated because he abused every substance possible.

Alcohol, cocaine... and, of course, he cheated on her again and again.

But she got rid of him when he ran up some serious debts.

And now he'll inherit everything as Franek's legal guardian.

We have to find him.

- But how? - Any ideas?

You have some sauce here.

Bye.

Just a moment!

Coming!

I'm coming.

Well, I've never seen someone...

look so tired on vacation.

You look fucking great, too.

May I?

- This smell fits you. - Thank you. Feel at home.

Wow! And you can afford all this on a policeman's salary?

Some water, please.

Take a seat.

How is your vacation going?

- It's great. - Is it?

It's great.

I'm reading a lot, meditating a bit.

- I'm finding distance from things. - Right.

- It's healthy, you know. - Is it?

Everybody should try it.

- It's good for your mind. - Sure.

- I'll tell you, but don't tell others. - Tell what?

It's fucking boring.

So it's a good thing I came.

- Give me your phone. - What for?

Give me the phone.

- Please, give it to me. - What for?

You're allowed to have hobbies while on vacation.

- I'm not sure I can trust you. - Give it.

I won't look at your photos.

Welcome to UV.

The app is a piece of cake. You'll learn it in two minutes.

- Seriously? - Mm-hmm.

And I won't be calling you that often.

It's good to see you.

- I made some calls. - And?

No one has seen him in a long time.

Beata asked the HQ.

There's been no trace of him in Poland for months.

At least on paper. Because the cocaine dealers in Lodz

who sell their product to the artistic circles...

Wait. You know cocaine dealers in Lodz?

I don't.

But I do know informants

who see our beautiful city from a more ugly perspective.

And I thought the city only had a beautiful side.

Anyhow, there's a Miłosz...

who fits the description of your guy. He's been partying in Lodz for three days.

If he himself took at least half of what he bought,

then I suspect he hasn't been sleeping

for, like, 70 hours.

- So he has money. - He does.

Okay, and your informants...

Maybe they know his whereabouts.

He was last seen ordering something on Piotrkowska Street at 5:00 a.m.

Then, silence.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Don't look at me like this.

How?

- At that warehouse... - Okay...

Listen, cortisol is the strongest hormone...

It has a stronger effect on your brain than vodka.

You're doing things you wouldn't normally do.

Then it's okay. That's what I thought.

HI. WHO HAD A RIDE YESTERDAY AT 5:00 AM FROM PIOTRKOWSKA STREET?

- ME. - ME.

WHO SAW THIS GUY?

ARE YOU PHILIP MARLOWE AGAIN?

I SAW HIM. HE WAS STONED AS A HAMSTER ON COKE. HOSTEL BOAT.

THANKS. I OWE YOU.

That's him.

Miłosz Horodyński?

No, fucking Zbigniew Boniek.

- What's going on? - Excuse me...

Miłosz, what are you doing?

- What's going on? - Calm down.

For fuck's sake!

What have you done?

Are you fucking nuts?

What the...?

Everything okay?

I don't know.

Check yourself. Is everything okay?

- Fuck, Miłosz! - Was that fucking necessary?

You disappear from Monika's life for five years.

And from your son's life, too.

And suddenly you re-appear before her death. Strange, isn't it?

You have debts.

Because of drugs and booze.

Did you need money to solve your problems?

Monika disappears. You get Franek and her money.

You sell her sculptures and, of course...

- Prices go up after the artist's death. - Spare me this, please.

What the fuck are you laughing at?

I came here because Monika asked me to.

She wanted to move to London with Franek.

She needed to have my permission in writing.

After the divorce, I got the right to see my son.

I came to sign these papers for her.

And it took you so long because...?

I went on a binge on my way here.

It sometimes happens to me.

I'm not father material.

I wanted to take him to Zbyszek Walter.

Traces of cyanide in the box and on the pills that were left.

And also in the body, as per the post-mortem.

You didn't hear that from me.

By the way, Beata thanks you for your help, and asks you

not to get into a fight next time.

Okay, received, thank you, see you, bye.

Who can buy cyanide and how, Mom?

Normally, you can have it delivered to your house.

- It's not forbidden to manufacture it. - What?

How much is it?

A few thousand. It's cyanide, after all.

And if you don't want to buy it?

Uh...

- And she was a sculptor, right? - Yes.

And the sculptures are chrome-plated?

Jesus! What does that have to do with anything?

Metal sculptures are sometimes treated with cyanide

to achieve a special sheen.

Or luster.

Thank you so much!

Jesus!

Hey, pal.

No, you're mistaking me for someone else.

You're probably Franek's father.

He's still eating lunch.

Franek, stop it.

Great to see you, Dad.

Next time bring a photo with you

so you remember what I look like.

I will need you to sign the documents.

Let's go, man.

See you.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

Franek should stay with me.

Do you think I wanted this?

Where were you? How many times did you see him? Once, twice?

You have been gone for years, and now the loving dad is back.

- Fuck you! - Take your hands off me!

Take your hands off me, old man!

- Franek! - Franek!

See what you have done? Franek!

Did you find something?

Look at this.

Take it to the laboratory.

Jesus!

Quiet. Calm down.

This is too much, even by your standards.

- This is a burglary. - I told you not to come here.

- Quiet. - It's not what you think.

It's exactly what I think.

Kuba "accidentally" called to ask about the investigation.

By now you know Horodyńska took cyanide.

So that's true.

- If she had it at her workshop... - Did she?

Yes, boss.

How the fuck did he escape?

So he escaped from an emergency youth center, just like that?

No, he escaped once his father took him from there.

He must really hate him.

So it's Miłosz who killed her? Was he able to substitute the pills?

He wouldn't have had enough money to buy cyanide.

I think he either stole cyanide or some money.

On the day of the murder, the police arrested him near the town of Piotrków.

He was drunk. He fought with policemen.

They took him with them.

That was on the day of the murder. Beata checked it.

You don't know where he might be?

I have no idea.

What have you been doing at the center?

I wanted to be there because I knew Franek had not been in touch with his father.

Anyway, Miłosz is a drug addict and a degenerate.

And the kid escaped, after like a minute.

If you're hiding him, know that we'll find him.

I think you're going too far.

We'll be in touch.

I added the ad to all social media groups in Lodz.

If somebody spots him, they will call you, Ola.

Where would you hide if you were nine years old?

He hid somewhere, but he'll go to Walter eventually.

It's the only close relationship he has.

I think he ran to the first place that occurred to him.

He felt strong emotions.

He's not at Monika's workshop. We went there.

He's not there.

But he might have been there.

You know.

Jesus!

- Ms. Serafin! - Dear God.

You really shouldn't be here.

Seriously?

If the kid sees somebody snooping around...

Two grown-ass men are needed to catch a child? Really?

- Ms. Serafin... - Yes, that's my name.

We're all working towards the same goal.

Right?

Right.

Listen, do you know where this is?

Sure thing. And you don't?

Wait... This is Kościuszki Street.

There are trams there.

This is Zielona Street.

Fuck! It's this building!

There he is.

Franek!

Can I talk with him?

Franek.

Is everything okay?

I told you you're smart.

Did you come here with your mom?

To take care of the bees.

The bees will save the world. That's what mom said.

Franek, can I ask you a question?

Yes.

Listen, has your...

has your dad ever... harmed you?

Has he ever hit you?

Or made you sad?

No, but...

I think he doesn't love me.

Here we have our lost one.

Thank you, commissioner.

We were all so scared because of you.

You know there's no other option now.

It'll be okay.

We'll be in touch.

Hey... wait!

Hello everyone.

You have to see this.

I just wanted to say

that it was a pleasure

living with you in this world,

but now it's time

to move.

To move to a better place.

Goodbye, my friends.

And it was published just now?

There's an option to schedule publication in advance.

So she did commit suicide.

Can you play the video again?

Without audio this time.

Wait. Don't you think it's weird she scheduled for this to be published

a few days after her death?

If this was her goodbye letter, it should appear immediately.

Right.

I know.

Look at her mouth.

HAD HER MOUTH DONE

Give me a moment.

- I can't believe it. - Right.

She had her mouth done a year ago.

So the video is at least one year old.

So why does it appear now on her channel?

Exactly.

Listen, she was to move to London, right?

The video is in English.

I organized an exhibition for her at London Modern Art.

The video was to promote her new performance.

But they withdrew at the last moment.

"Dear Mr Walter, we regret to inform you that we decided to end negotiations.

Unfortunately, we don't see opportunities for future cooperation."

I have no idea what happened there.

But maybe that was the reason...

why she took her life.

She was a difficult person.

At times.

And they're serious people.

Maybe she insisted on something or offended someone.

Mm-hmm.

And you didn't mention it until now because...?

That was a month ago. Many things have happened since.

I had lots of things on my mind. Franek...

She had her life in London figured out.

She recorded the video. She asked her husband to sign the papers

so that she could take Franek with her.

Suddenly, they end the negotiations. Might have been too much.

She felt bitter.

She brought Miłosz here so that he'd sign the papers she needed to move.

He was to attend the show at MS2.

But this message from London came a month ago.

Apparently, she didn't mind the fact that the museum thing didn't work.

- No. - I'll catch up with you.

Krzysiek? Check if we can tell if someone touched cyanide or had it in their pocket.

Sorry for what happened at the hostel, but...

Drugs... and I was sure you're from the press.

Did your wife tell you why she wanted to move with Franek to London?

- She signed a contract. - You're spilling it.

Didn't she mention Modern Art ended negotiations?

Get a grip on yourself, please! Be careful!

Sorry.

To get full custody of Franek...

I can't, you know... It's hard for me.

- We're talking about London. - Right.

She didn't negotiate with them.

How come?

She got the contract from the new seller.

What seller? What's his name?

Wilson? Something like this. I don't remember.

Anyway, he used to be the curator at London Modern Art.

Today he's a private agent.

Monika wanted him to take over all her business.

Didn't you know this?

No, we didn't.

If Monika signed an exclusive deal with this guy from London,

then Walter lost his most lucrative client.

And she was his main source of income.

Now he'll profit from selling her works on auctions.

He was her agent, so he has the right to at least some of the works.

So what now?

Beata wants to bring him in for interrogation.

He will deny all of it.

He didn't know about London and so on.

If Monika was bringing the pills to the stage herself...

he might have replaced them with cyanide pills.

He had to be carrying them for some time.

Let's meet at MS2 in an hour. Okay?

Anybody has an idea of what he planned?

The police can sneak into someone's office like this?

If they're on vacation, yes.

Neither of us should be here. Especially you, Serafin.

That's a good one.

What are you doing here?

Did you know cyanide leaves a trace that's only visible in ultraviolet?

You lived off her for so many years, but you poisoned her?

Did you feel sad, at least?

She signed a contract with a new agent. You would be left with nothing.

Didn't you know you shouldn't put things in a jacket pocket?

Especially cyanide pills.

Are you okay? Get him!

Stop!

- Is everything okay? Are you sure? - Yes.

Fuck! I'll be back soon.

Stop!

Stop! Fuck!

Don't move, you prick.

Listen...

He admitted everything.

He'll get at least ten years.

I still can't believe it was him.

And you're heading back to Warsaw?

Via Warsaw.

You know, our cooperation has been great.

- I know. - So maybe it doesn't make sense

for you to join us and leave us and join us...

It doesn't make sense, but there's this one thing...

Hi.

Meet...

- You're Ola, right? - Yes.

- Nice to meet you. - Hi.

So this is Wiki.

She's flying to Copenhagen.

We decided I'd keep her company. For two months.

- But I feel sad. - Me too.

Come here.

This is a serious decision, you understand?

And the father will give up his rights?

Franek mentioned some uncle...

- That was... - Yes, the guy who murdered his mother.

Hi, Franek.

What are you doing here?

I had this idea... and I wondered if you would like it.

- Shall we go for some ice cream? - Yes!

THREE MONTHS LATER

Come in.

Go on.

This is what we've got to live with.

I don't know. We'll figure something out.

I'm loving it! Seriously!

Do you climb?

I'm going to...

I mean, I used to want to climb a certain summit.

Used to? You no longer want to do it?

- But I can take you to a climbing wall. - Yes!

Great!

High five!

Subtitle translation by Łukasz Dutka