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DETECTIVE FORST
LOMNICA PEAK, SLOVAKIA 2633 METERS ABOVE SEA LEVEL
Okay. 112 Morav…
Bratislava. Remember!
Moravská, that's it.
Mora…
Moravská 1-1-12 Moravská.
Apartment 15, 1-12…
…Moravská… 15…
Frana.
Fuck, Frana.
Jesus.
Frana…
Fucking hell.
What did you get yourself into?
For fuck's sake, Frana!
What the fuck did you get yourself into?
The private sector has its advantages.
Human trafficking? What?
And now I need your help. You know this place?
Too well, I'm afraid.
LOMNICA PEAK, SLOVAKIA 2633 MASL
I've completed the task.
We'll meet when you get back.
But I have some concerns.
Because you weren't supposed to call.
I'd forgotten.
But you also have some memory problems.
What are you talking about?
Hello?
Hello?
I keep telling you, Mother. You need to get rid of him.
You don't have control over him like you think.
-He'll only cause-- -Quiet.
What do you want?
I know where to look for Maks's killer.
Fuck!
You are a saint!
A virtuous hero is hard to find, Inspector.
If you were counting on a witty retort, you'll have to wait till tomorrow.
Rough day?
Not any worse than usual.
205 names and numbers.
With whom Maks Rozwadowski has been in contact with before his death.
Friends and acquaintances. All potential suspects according to the Minister.
I'm blocking traffic.
He compiled this recently?
No. He's been collecting names for a while.
Caring daddy.
Hm.
He didn't say it outright, but I got the impression
that different agencies had been looking at Maks and his friends for some time now.
Well, they did a poor fucking job.
They were looking in the wrong place.
Or the son knew he was being watched and only showed what he wanted to show.
Your wife?
Yes, Wanda.
It's such a lovely picture.
She died.
I didn't know.
It's okay.
Glioma. She had no chance.
I know what it's like to lose a loved one. My mother--
That's life.
Fucking hell.
What is it?
One of my guys is on that list.
Nina, where's Staszek? Is he out?
I haven't seen or heard from him since he took off like a bat outta hell yesterday.
Really? He's an hour late.
Maybe he's sick.
Yeah, or maybe you're covering for him.
You seem to have special arrangements with certain officers.
Forst manipulated me like a pro. That wasn't my fault.
Please wait here.
Good morning.
Olga Szrebska.
I remember who you are.
Is Staszek here?
Is he expecting you?
Yes.
I'm actually a little early.
If you don't mind,
I'll go look for him.
Staszek!
You in here?
Staszek!
Olga? Olga, wait up.
Olga!
Go! Go!
You know who this is, and you know what to do.
Fucker!
Come on!
Damn you.
Olga!
-Fuck! -Olga! Wait! Let's talk!
Let's talk, please.
Oh no.
I just wanna talk to you!
No!
Let me in, Olga!
You hear me?
You saw the video?
You watched it?
I really didn't want it to come out like this.
You hear me?
Olga…
Olga!
Come on.
I know where the killer is.
I don't know if you recognized us.
That was me…
and Maks.
He's the one whose body was found by the river.
God, Staszek.
What was I supposed to do?
What could I have said?
Yeah, Wiktor, I know exactly who this guy is.
We don't know where his head is, but I recognize his tattoo,
because I saw it when we slept together a few months ago.
Okay.
I will find this guy.
I just need you to do one thing.
Please do not say anything to Wiktor.
I wanna do it alone.
Staszek…
Don't do this. Do you hear me?
You can't change anything now.
Staszek.
I was expecting you yesterday.
Well, finally.
Hi, darling.
I did call to say the flight got canceled.
Well, at least tell me how it went.
Great.
Next year, the Swiss will buy--
You do know you have the kids tomorrow?
Of course.
I promised to take them to the mountains.
You promised to take them to the mountains.
Tomorrow's Wednesday, and they have swimming.
What's wrong?
You're always off somewhere, Gjord.
When you should be home.
And you?
Where are you?
I'm on my way back. I'll be at your place in half an hour.
Wiktor! Wiktor.
Wiktor.
How'd you get this?
Łowotarski showed me a photo.
Same as the one from the foundation.
He received fragments of it whenever a murder happened.
He definitely knew the little girl.
It was an organized group,
headed by Łowotarski.
Were they criminals?
They weren't angels, I know that.
He expected the Beast to come for him.
So, we've got a motive.
Łowotarski said that they were paying for old sins. But he did not specify.
I'm wondering, why did the Beast start killing now
when that picture is at least 60 years old?
Maybe the group never stopped operating.
Or maybe it took this long
to track them all down.
THE TATRA MUSEUM
Mountain goats are an endangered species.
They have adapted perfectly to living in steep, mountainous areas.
They aren't affected by snow or low temperatures.
-I think we could use a guide too. -Right.
…to our World War II exhibition.
Hm?
Good morning. I'm Detective Wiktor Forst, Zakopane Police.
I'd like to ask you a few questions.
I know who you are.
You're after the Beast… of Giewont, aren't you?
How do you know that?
I saw you on the news.
Can you tell me something about this?
-And that is-- -Leon Łowotarski. We already knew.
How about the girl?
It's hard to narrow it down.
Narrow what down?
She could've been one of among dozens.
You have to understand that in Podhale during the war…
there were…
a few rotten apples.
-Mm. -There's an understatement.
They wrote on the bricks?
Mostly cries for justice or remembrance.
I've been analyzing them for years.
And what have you found?
I found that many of the detainees
scratched out their wills here.
Their last words.
Often, they were addressed to their children.
So, I started looking for those children.
Their parents ended up on a rope,
and Łowotarski's gang extended their care over the orphaned daughters.
Those poor girls vanished without a trace, never to return.
Except one.
She came back.
Mirosława showed up in Zakopane.
Some years after the war.
She came in the middle of the night during a blizzard
and nine months pregnant.
She gave birth on the church steps.
Didn't anyone wonder how she got there?
Hm. Times were different then.
An unwed woman with a child,
and clearly out of her mind on top of that,
wandering around Krupówki, dragging her daughter through her misery.
And mumbling incessantly about a one-eyed devil.
A couple of years later, she was found dead.
No one looked into the cause of death.
And Halina's family was gone.
Halina?
Mm-hm. That is Mirosława's daughter's name.
Is? So… Halina's alive?
Of course she is.
She's a prominent figure around here.
Although, she mostly keeps to herself.
Halina Sznajderman, née Król.
It's impossible.
It's fucking impossible. You understand?
No, I don't!
You run out of the museum and now your driving's gonna get us killed!
Forst!
I'm not from Cracow, Szrebska. I'm from right here.
Halina Król was the director of the orphanage where I grew up.
Here, on the outskirts of town.
And you didn't make the connection?
I haven't seen her in 30 years. Don't you get it?
Fuck, but that coin,
the one in Chalimoniuk's mouth.
She wore one just like it on a strap around her neck.
ANTAŁÓWKA 940 MASL
Wait.
Halina Król.
You finally remembered, Wiktor.
It took you long enough.
I always liked you.
You were smart, sweet.
You were different from the others.
Chalimoniuk,
Kotko…
All the others you had killed.
Rozwadowski?
That boy also has collaborators in his family?
-You don't know anything. -We have proof.
Of what?
I haven't done anything.
There's nothing to prove.
You caused a lot of trouble for me, you know?
I can only forgive so many offenses.
That memory is vivid.
The younger children
wanted to go swim in the stream.
I took off my necklace so it didn't get grasped by one of them.
And left it in the drawer.
What were you going to do with it?
I was just a kid.
One old enough to know the punishment for stealing.
Forst.
I don't understand.
Wiktor broke into my office that day.
He wanted to steal my coin necklace.
It was curiosity. And I wasn't alone.
You were two. As usual.
You were in there with your best friend.
And he took all the blame, for both of you.
Brothers forever.
Iwo…
Brothers forever.
Brothers forever.
Iwo!
-Here. -Get out of here!
Thieves!
The Forsts… wanted to adopt me.
But they backed out when they were told I was a common thief.
You're the Beast?
Iwo, settle down.
You're Łowotarski's daughter.
You know what that means.
Iwo!
Wiktor.
Wiktor.
Wiktor, you betrayed me.
You betrayed me.
Olga!
Olga!
Olga!
Olga, wake up! Do you hear me?
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