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DETECTIVE FORST

Hurry up, guys. Faster!

Keep going.

Hey!

Careful. Watch her head. There.

Don't touch her, please.

Nazi collaborators are running a top-secret brothel in the Slovak Tatras.

The prophet Isaiah is killing their descendants,

leaving behind coins for you.

Because 30 years ago you two stole from the orphanage director.

I couldn't have sold it better.

What's the punchline?

-Elijah, not Isaiah. -Listen, Forst.

I got two charred corpses,

and soon we'll have more bodies than tourists.

And you're telling me childhood stories?

Do I look like a therapist?

How about Adamiak, huh?

Dr. Adamiak, get the couch.

The bodies

belong to Halina Sznajderman…

and her bodyguard.

Halina sought revenge for what Łowotarski did to her mother.

-Mountain Remembrance was a front. -Listen.

It's a respectable institution.

Got any proof?

-It went up in smoke. -Of course.

Halina thought she was controlling Iwo Elijah,

but she was wrong.

And those coins?

Messages.

From him to me.

Łowotarski.

Elijah. Ghosts.

No one knows them.

No one's heard of them.

Except you.

-Szrebska will confirm everything. -Maybe. Maybe not.

She's in the hospital, drugged out of her mind.

-Am I under arrest? -No.

But don't go anywhere.

Check if the Tatras are still there.

-What? -Diddly squat. Go.

I was going to tag along with the prosecutor anyway.

You still have your weapon.

I'd like to report my weapon as lost.

Get the fuck out.

-Give me a composite artist. -I'm not giving you shit!

Get the fuck out of here right now!

Fucking hell!

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What do we know?

Like I already told the aspirant,

it started in several places.

Shall I draw something?

Yes, but… I don't want a caricature, just a…

facial composite.

You won't find anything else.

Did you search thoroughly?

Every inch.

Less hair.

Yes, yes, yes.

Small lips. Pursed.

I got something!

Thanks.

And I'll double that for one more favor.

Excuse me.

Nine millimeters is a popular caliber.

It's not necessarily our Glock.

Not ours. His, for fuck's sake, his.

He's bewitched you.

Nina makes goo-goo eyes at him. You get him drugs.

-And you treat Forst like-- -Like what?

Ah, forget it.

Even if, hypothetically, Forst was the killer, he's not an idiot.

He wouldn't leave the murder weapon. He's being set up.

By who? One can't keep ignoring evidence in the hope there's another explanation.

Only comparative… analysis can prove with certainty

that the shots came from Forst's gun.

Can't you tell he's feeding you lies?

He poisons the mind!

My God, shut up already, Adamiak!

There's one more thing.

After the fire, they did a routine test on Forst.

He had heroin in his blood.

A junkie. Fucking hell! A junkie and a murderer.

We're talking here, and he's looking for his next victim.

Some guy left a delivery for Osica.

And there's something for you from ballistics.

I fucking knew it.

Boss!

It's Forst!

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I'll find him. I promise.

Yes, we'll be there soon.

Keep an eye on him, but by no means try to stop him.

What?

The guards won't help.

-I told you so. I did. -Stop it.

Stop it.

Ballistics don't lie.

Forst shot them. I told you he can't be trusted.

Shut up. Drive.

Yes, sir. Let's go.

"You're safe."

What?

"You're safe." That's what you said.

Yes. Yes, you are.

You're safe.

Elijah used my gun to kill Halina and her bodyguard.

If they find it, they'll have to detain me to check it out.

That'll take a few weeks.

Meanwhile, he'll keep on killing.

And I can't allow that.

But you'll have police protection.

Around the clock.

I'm sorry.

The burn unit?

-Fourth floor. -Thanks.

Take the stairs. I'll take the elevator.

If anything happens, you'll cut him off.

Damn.

We're almost there.

Forst! Wait!

Wait!

Forst! Stop, goddammit!

Forst, stop!

Out of the way!

-What the hell, man? -Move it!

Forst!

Forst, stop!

Fuck! Let me go!

Show me your hands.

You won't catch him by the book.

I can do what you're not allowed to.

Would you have shot me?

We do what we must.

You're too old for this.

Doesn't mean I can let things slide.

We do what we must?

That's all we do.

Let go!

Police! Get on the floor!

Inspector!

Fucking go after him, Adamiak!

Fuck, Adamiak.

In the mountains, we solve our issues out in the open.

Stop it.

Dad, how many meters high is Giewont?

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Exactly 1,894 meters above sea level.

And Kasprowy Wierch?

That would be 1,987.

And Żabi Koń?

2,291.

You surely won't know this one.

Kopa Kondracka.

2,002?

I told you he wouldn't know.

-No milk. Supply difficulties. -That's okay.

I drink black.

May I have some sugar?

And a spoon.

Come, I'll show you something.

Anything else?

See that mountain?

Will you join us?

I don't remember. Let's go.

What's wrong with you?

You come here from your big cities.

With lungs full of smog and pain in your hearts.

You're in so much pain.

But you treat us like shepherd's axes. You'll just wave us around for a bit.

And tomorrow you're going home.

But you don't know shit about it.

You run towards the precipice, and then you…

close your eyes,

as not to see something you might like, some reason to stay.

Anything but that.

Maybe try telling a townie outright.

About how you feel.

The press release is simple.

"Wiktor Forst is wanted, armed and potentially dangerous,

but he's not the Beast."

-Of course not. -We're making a mistake.

Come, I'll introduce you to the vultures. In full uniform.

Gjord Hansen.

Please leave a message. Have a nice day.

FOR INSP. OSICA URGENT! F.

Gjord Hansen.

Please leave a message. Have a nice day.

Gjord Hansen.

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There have been reports of gunfire.

Aspirant Adamiak here is leading the investigation into the murders.

Prosecutor Wadryś-Hansen will provide you with further details.

Here you go, Madam Prosecutor.

As the inspector said, there was a shooting at the hospital.

Innate modesty prevented him from admitting that he suffered an injury.

The wound is not serious.

In any case, as you can see,

it's hard to pull an old Goral away from his duties.

Something else terrifies me.

Inspector Osica was shot by the Beast of Giewont,

Wiktor Forst.

Forst…

Forst deceived us all.

His colleagues.

His friends.

He was actually leading a case against himself this entire time.

Even when suspended,

he was in the perfect position to mix up clues and cover his tracks.

Let Forst's face be on the front pages of newspapers.

Let the evening news begin with showing his image.

We'll flood traditional and social media with this information.

Wiktor Forst is an unpredictable man.

Whoever has seen him or has information about his whereabouts

is asked to contact the police immediately.

Everyone, especially in Podhale, should remain extremely vigilant.

The chase will continue.

Until we succeed.

-Please calm down. -Does Forst have a gun?

Please be quiet.

A spokesperson will release a statement.

What was that?

What the fuck was that?!

Your man had a hunch.

You are a hero.

Now you have to apprehend the perpetrator.

Understand?

Gjord Hansen.

Please leave a message. Have a nice day.

Karolina! Are you there? Open up.

-I'm coming. -Karolina, open the door this instant.

-And the kids? -In their room. It's good you're here.

Mr. Gjord is three hours late, and I have to catch the last bus soon.

Call yourself a cab. On me.

Thanks.

Goodbye.

-Mom. -I'm here.

Mommy, what happened?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

And how was your day?

Karolina took us out for ice cream.

Daddy let us.

He said it was an important day, and we could get as many as we wanted.

He said it was an important day?

Yes.

You can ask him yourself.

Sleep, honey.

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Agata?

Hello?

Agata.

Iwo, she did you no harm. Leave her alone!

Do you hear me? Hello?!

Agata, are you home?

Oh, sweetie…

"Then arose Elijah. A prophet like fire."

"And his word burned like a torch."

Edmund, leave it.

You hear me?

-Enough! -Where the fuck is Agata?

I don't know. How would I know?

-What have you done to her? -Nothing!

You're fucking lying! Got it? You're lying!

I didn't do anything to her.

He called me from her phone. That's why I came here. Check it!

Who called you?

Huh? Iwo Elijah? That motherfucker from the video, yes?

-Yes. -What did he tell you?

What the fuck did he tell you?

Nothing.

He just panted.

I'll fucking kill him and bury him in the woods.

-She's alive. -How do you know?

Because that lunatic is obsessed with me. He needs Agata to manipulate me!

Fuck, you have to pull yourself together.

Edmund.

We have to work together.

I'll copy the video.

Give the laptop to Staszek. Let him check it out.

He's been gone since yesterday.

How so?

I don't know! He didn't come to work.

He knew young Rozwadowski.

-What? -I don't give a fuck about Staszek!

I've got the entire Zakopane PD!

How many men are at the hospital?

What? There's no one there.

You left Szrebska there?

For fuck's sake! Agata is the one who needs help!

They both do!

I need to report… my daughter's kidnapping.

Forst.

Mommy?

I know what's bothering you.

You miss Daddy.

Paw will cheer you up.

When you're sad, you can tell him any secret.

Daddy tells Paw everything too.

BASED ON THE NOVELS BY REMIGIUSZ MRÓZ

Subtitle translation by: Krzysiek Igielski