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I'm sure you have many questions.

Are you afraid?

You're angry.

You're wondering if you've gone crazy.

Whether any of this is true.

It's me.

I'm still your husband.

I love you.

That's the only thing that matters.

Everything else is illusory.

Once you discover the truth about Forst,

you'll understand everything about me.

I've created myself anew.

He never had that chance.

He destroys everything he touches.

Which is why I'm asking you, Dominika…

…to think hard about what's most important to you.

Your career or your family?

Them…

or us?

I've left some documents for you.

They'll help you make the right choice.

DETECTIVE FORST

Where are we going?

To a friend's place.

You'll have to forgive me, my dear, but I don't have anything prepared yet.

You see, Wiktor doesn't understand that women need time for certain things.

You'll be sleeping over there.

I will?

I'll stay here overnight.

Please don't go.

I have to find Agata.

That can't happen if I'm here.

Be a good girl, now.

Everything will be just fine.

Forst could never have given you anything like this.

I'll take good care of you.

Here's a present for you.

Hello.

Good morning.

This isn't a good time, Prosecutor.

Are you busy looking for Wiktor Forst?

My daughter.

Agata's been kidnapped by the same man who's responsible for the recent murders.

And no, it's not Forst.

I've got something I want you to see.

Two years ago during an intervention,

Wiktor Forst overstepped his authority,

the result of which was the death of a child.

I already know the story.

He was demoted and transferred here on disciplinary terms.

These kinds of things happen.

So you know he was facing five years in prison?

Yes, I'm aware of that.

And do you know what the explanation he gave was? Because I do.

-Yes, of course, I've read it. -Mm-hm

But I disagree with him.

According to him, all procedures, including the use of a firearm,

were followed according to the law.

Were you aware of the fact that Wiktor Forst was diagnosed

with bipolar affective disorder?

Not discussing confidential medical data.

So you do know how sick he is.

He's had manic-depressive episodes that are so severe

that Forst's doctor said he has trouble

distinguishing what's wrong from what's right.

And he should be removed from the police force.

What I would like to know is why you decided to ignore that report entirely?

Because the subsequent examination undermined those conclusions. We done?

I also discovered that Wiktor Forst grew up in this area.

In an orphanage.

Which was being managed by Halina Król… whose maiden name is Sznajderman.

Yeah? So what?

Are you serious?

Are you being thick, or do you see no connection?

A mentally disturbed man comes back to the place

he associates with every terrible thing.

-Childhood trauma, pain, loneliness. -Ah.

He comes back, the depressive episodes start coming back, and he starts killing!

-Mm-hm. -Halina Sznajderman is on his list.

But there are probably others,

most likely the girl with whom he's in a secret relationship.

The police inspector's daughter.

I don't want you to say another word about her.

Unless you can tell me where to find her.

Didn't think so.

We're done here. I need to talk to my men.

Wait.

I'll do it.

What'd you say?

You can't be part of the search party.

You're too emotionally involved in the case.

Too emotionally involved?

My daughter's kidnapped and you're fucking telling me I'm too emotionally involved?

Edmund!

I promise you we'll find her.

Leave it to us.

Listen up.

We're all aware of what's happened, right?

I want you to head to Podhale and turn it inside out.

Check every single cellar,

every shepherd's hut,

every abandoned building.

Then turn over every single fucking rock,

and interrogate every single criminal scumbag you find.

Don't ignore any phone calls whatsoever.

We're gonna check up on every single lead, no matter how absurd it seems.

There's a madman out there who's trying to hurt one of our own.

All right, get to work.

Huh.

Four.

Four, four, eight.

One, four…

Maybe I can help.

There's one cut on the left arm and four on the right.

There are four of them…

…on the left one.

There are four cuts

on the right thigh and eight on the left.

And a bunch of chaotic cuts on the abdomen.

Are they letters?

I think so.

And… And then these are numbers.

One, four, four, eight.

1448, is that date significant?

That's an "R."

"Y."

"S."

"Rysy."

The mountains?

Is it meters above sea level?

-It's wrong. Rysy is around 2,500 meters. -Hang on.

-Okay, play it again. -That can't be it…

Wait.

Hey, wait. Pause it there.

Go back.

Hear that?

He said something.

Turn it up.

Oh, for fuck's sake, I can't hear anything.

Okay.

Gimme a sec.

"And his word burned like a torch."

"He brought a famine upon them."

"…his zeal, he made them few in number. By the word of the Lord…"

Oh, fuck!

What is it?

A Bible. Nina must have a Bible somewhere.

Why a Bible?

Wiktor.

Here it is.

It's not a date.

Or a height.

And the letters?

It's not "RYS."

It's "SYR."

Sirach.

One of the authors.

This book is from the Old Testament.

Here it is. "The Book of Sirach."

Um. Chapter

forty… eight.

Lines one to four.

Here it is. "Then,

arose Elijah."

"Then, arose Elijah."

-"A prophet like fire." -"A prophet like fire."

"And his word burned like a torch."

"And his word burned like a torch."

"He brought a famine upon them."

"And by his zeal, he made them few…"

"He made them few in number."

Those cuts were for me.

He was sending me a message.

I know where Agata is.

How do you know?

Wait, Wiktor.

Whatever happened at the orphanage, whatever you did to Iwo,

if you hurt him, he still doesn't have the right to kill.

None of this is your fault.

Thank you…

…Mom.

Did we have an appointment?

No.

But I would like to speak with you.

We've got nothing to talk about.

I believe that you killed Halina Sznajderman.

You also tried to kill one of her associates,

as well as the journalist, Olga Szrebska.

What do you want?

Have a chat with me.

You met Detective Wiktor Forst

five years ago in Zakopane.

Is that true?

Yes.

I understand that he was looking for information

about his childhood in your archives.

I suppose so.

Yes.

Would you mind saying a bit more about

his behavior that day?

Uh, he was behaving…

in an obsessive manner.

He was especially hateful about…

my mother.

He felt he was her son,

even though she was just the director of his orphanage.

When he returned to Zakopane,

the memories came flooding back.

And what makes you think that?

Wiktor Forst said it.

He told me himself in a moment of clarity.

Why are you doing this?

For the same reasons you have.

To protect my loved ones.

Wiktor.

Wiktor.

Wiktor!

It's all because of you!

Wiktor!

Come with me!

Leave it!

Let's leave!

Come on!

Faster!

Wiktor!

Here!

Agata?

Agata.

Looks like you solved the puzzle.

It's too bad it took you so long.

If you had gotten here a little bit earlier…

everything might have turned out differently.

Or maybe not?

Now you're going to answer for something that you haven't done.

You lured Agata here.

She loved you.

She trusted you, unconditionally.

She kept screaming, "Wiktor!"

"Wiktor! No!"

And right when you were slitting her pretty, little throat,

she stabbed you in the liver with a pickaxe.

Brothers forever.

Brothers forever.

Staszek Kowalik.

One of ours.

I've got it.

Copy.

You guys find anything over there?

No.

Agata.

Agata!

Move!

-Inspector, no! -Out of my way!

Hold him back!

No! Let me go! Stop!

No!

Nina!

Olga!

Olga!

Olga!