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Bogdan mustn't find out about this. Promise me.

You had the perfect daughter.

Maybe that's why she's dead.

She was pregnant. Three months pregnant.

Just check the sample for a genetic match.

Julka! Go inside.

- Just you try and take her from me. - Would you rather her father did?

Half past midnight and you're answering the landline? Have I got that right?

I've covered for you and Julka for a year, with my old man.

I don't fucking believe this! Are you threatening me?

Police! Step back!

We're just taking what's ours.

All right.

What about college?

And Barcelona?

You've got your whole life ahead of you.

How many girls have you given an envelope like that to?

You're only 17.

Thank you. That should be enough for a pram and a supply of nappies.

- Please, don't do this. - Leave me alone.

All right, you're having the baby.

We'll get through this. Joanna...

I'll get a divorce. We'll raise the child together.

Joanna!

It's over, Dyziek.

Steady on. Let's talk calmly.

Wait... wait...

I said something stupid. I'm sorry.

I have an appointment.

Who with? That little boyfriend of yours?

Joanna, don't do this to me! You know I love you.

Joanna!

Don't worry, I won't tell anyone.

Ewa?

I need to talk to you as soon as possible.

Around two or three in the morning,

Grzegorz Molenda drove me home from the marina in his car.

He didn't get out of the car...

Before that, we'd talked about the fact

that he'd offered my daughter money...

Keep it down.

Jesus, man. You shot me in the leg!

You have insurance. See? Look.

What insurance?

The official version is

that they attacked us and took the truck.

Do you get it?

Calm down, calm down...

- What the fuck are you doing? - Shut up.

Calm down, Kijana. I know what I'm doing.

Calm down.

Who are you calling?

- Molenda. - But you told me that he's in jail.

- I don't know about that. - Hold on, Kijana.

Hold on.

Hello?

All right, mate. Is your dad there?

Why the fuck are you calling here?

To talk to your dad, I guess.

He's out of town.

Let him know that we experienced a bit of turbulence along the way.

Do you know what time it is? You'll wake my dad up!

I'm actually here to see him.

What the hell do you want, man? Do you want to turn me in?

OK, wake your dad up.

Don't touch me.

Good evening, Mr Tarczynski.

- What's going on? - There's a problem at the border.

Go home.

Go home.

- What's going on? - Take the equipment.

Which equipment?

The sartorial equipment.

Good night, Pawel.

Ewa...

You know what? Get the fuck out of Dobrowice!

Why?

You destroy people's lives.

Always digging things up, nosing around...

You're not Joanna's father.

You're just a sperm donor.

Do you have a phone? Give me some light.

Come.

What are you doing here?

Why? Do you have a problem?

I mean, I can see that you do. I'm a driver.

It went clean through.

I'll give you a local anaesthetic. It'll hurt a bit. Try to relax.

What happened here?

They cut us up, fired at us, and took the truck.

They cut you up in the car park?

Not in the car park. On the fucking road.

Where the blood marks are.

Kijana jumped out of the cab and got shot.

They waved the guns at us, took the truck and just fucked off.

And we dragged him here, so as not to be stood at the side of the road.

Adrian, come here and hold him.

- It's gonna hurt. - Calm down, man, for fuck's sake.

Calm down. Make him keep still.

Oh, fuck!

What time is it?

I don't know, I don't have a phone. It's about half past eleven.

Nice of you to come, son.

I'll drive.

Are you all right, Mr Pawel?

Yes.

You haven't been looking too well lately.

I'll ask one of the other teachers

to relieve you of your duties with the competition.

- There's no need for that. - I think there is.

I can't even get the names of the contestants out of you.

Soon it'll be too late.

You'll have the names today.

Thanks for hiding the gun, son.

No problem. I'll give it back to you as soon as we get home.

Anyway, have you heard about the shooting during Kus's operation?

What shooting?

Apparently, someone cut them up, shot Kijana, and stole the truck.

Apparently.

- How do you know that? - Look.

They conned us, Dad.

Out of our money, I mean.

Shit, man.

Did you see that? Fucking insane!

Jesus... Where is that?

I don't know. Somewhere in the park.

- Hi. What are you watching? - Well, look...

Wow. What the hell...

Have you seen it?

What the hell, man. Look.

If that's been leaking into the water for fuck knows how long,

it's no wonder Yogi's face looks like that.

Yours doesn't look any better.

Who posted it?

- Green Poland? - I think it's Photoshopped.

Photoshopped? Photoshopped, my arse.

And Dabrowa's old man didn't know about it? I don't believe that.

Good morning. Sorry I'm late.

- Have you seen this? - What is it?

- Is it in Dobrowice? - It's in the landscape park.

I'll hang on to it for the rest of the lesson. Have a read. In you come.

Won't be able to watch porn now, will you, Lukasz?

Around two or three in the morning,

Grzegorz Molenda drove me home from the marina in his car.

- I can see that you feel good. - I told you the guy was innocent.

You're destroying a man's life.

You're right. I congratulate you on your intuition.

Molenda has nothing to do with this case. Nothing at all.

Except that he was the father of the victim's child,

and he tried to cover it up by making false statements

and swapping blood samples.

Madam Prosecutor, did he kill that girl?

No.

Was it really necessary to get the CID on to him?

No.

I admit I was wrong.

I should have sent those guys to you.

Why?

The results of the blood test were fabricated at your police station.

You're the one who's responsible for wrongful arrest, not me.

And you'll pay for this mess with your job.

I beg your pardon?

We hit our numbers.

- You know that. - There's nothing to discuss.

I'm submitting a request for your dismissal.

I suggest you look for a job and a lawyer.

The files.

You know what?

I can bring you this killer in less than a week.

Have you concealed something?

No. But I have thought of something.

One week.

After that, the local police take over the investigation.

There won't even be so much as a trace of you.

- Hi. - Hi.

What about me? Am I invisible?

I said hi, didn't I?

Was he at the dentist's?

Yes, he was.

Like fuck he was.

What do you want from me?

Questioning me, just like your father did!

I give you money to take care of the kid,

so that he's clean, fed, and has no cavities.

Not to buy five bloody pints of beer and a bottle of vodka.

Come, come.

Calm down!

Quiet.

Sit.

I'm going away for a while.

Again?

I have to. For work.

Will you be back for Christmas?

Course I will be, mate.

I mean, I already knew the minute I saw the wound.

The shot was at very close range.

You can estimate it just like that?

Zbyszek worked for the court in Olsztyn for a few years.

So, there's no chance he was shot from where Jasiek found the shell casing?

Twenty metres from the road? Absolutely not.

I'm not sure they're clever enough to come up with something like that.

Any idiot can come up with something like that.

But to do it in such a way that you don't get caught,

you need more than a couple of brain cells.

I've invested tens of thousands of euros in this business.

I have to get this money back.

And then, we need to get rid of those little shits...

You know, gentlemen, I think I need some fresh air.

Excellent idea, Zbyszek.

Are you fucking nuts? In front of Tarczynski and my son?

I have a better idea what to do with these teenagers.

Well?

Frame them for Walewska's death. All three of them.

It can be wrapped up in no time.

And we'll get this prosecutor woman off our backs...

They may be morons, but they could talk. Tell everything they know about us.

No, there has to be another way. I don't know...

I'll talk to Kus in private, first.

Thank you.

Ola, I'd like to talk to you for a moment.

You too, Ewelina.

You're making progress, Ola.

You think about what you read, unlike the rest of them.

Listen.

I want you to take part in the competition.

What about me?

Oh, you? Likewise.

I want you to take part in the competition, too.

I thought I was making progress, too.

Excuse me. May I have my tablet back?

Sure. You're making progress.

Being well-read is useful in journalism.

And did you know that journalism is a literary genre?

Well?

Are you prepared to rise to the challenge?

There's not much time left, you know.

And there'll be plenty of reading to get through.

- Maybe we can do this. - You can make it on your own.

I have to help out at Bar Kozaczek and visit Maciek.

Sorry. I'm not up for it.

I've got Walewska's killer for you.

Where did you get this from?

We're going to Spain, love.

To the south.

They'll never bloody find us.

Be in front of Shrek's cabin, tonight at ten.

Look at me.

Bring some panties and some make-up.

We can buy everything else later.

Adrian, where the fuck did you get all this dosh from?

I earned it.

The day after tomorrow, we'll be far away.

Far, far away.

Jesus, Adi. What about school? Today?

You wanna stay?

Then stay.

And learn...

all about maths, the environment and whatever-fucking-else.

Hey... Are we going to be like Bonnie and Clyde?

It'll be just like in the movies.

- Drop your drawers. - What?

Come on, take your pants off.

I don't fucking believe this.

Have you found the arsonist?

Unfortunately not. I'm here regarding another matter.

Pictures of the barrels of chemicals, taken in the forest,

have begun to appear on the Internet.

Can you put me in touch with the person who took them?

At the school?

- I suspect it's one of the students. - What are you basing that on?

Our students have taken a very keen interest in ecology of late.

Has any of them confided in you?

No, no one confides in me.

Pity. I'll have to question some of them.

Sorry, why are you suddenly interested in the barrels in the forest,

when there's an unsolved murder case?

They're working on the murder case, too.

They? Who's they? You're the one in charge of the case.

Well, as you can see, I've been moved on to other cases.

OK, let's cut the bull.

How much did you get from Kus for this leg?

Nobody gave me anything. I know nothing.

Come on, was it five or ten?

Fifteen?

He's been running a scam for 400,000.

I knew that you couldn't read, but I'm surprised you can't count money.

Don't get too cocky,

because we know enough to put you in a neighbouring cell.

Do you know what will happen then?

Do you know what the sentence is for being an accessory to the murder

and attempted rape of an underage girl?

What the fuck are you talking about?

I'm saying that the three of you, together with Kus,

are going down for your involvement in Walewska's murder.

- Like fuck we are. - Well, you have no alibi.

No one will confirm that you were at the California.

Your mate Yuri won't be eager to testify either.

Unless...

Unless...

...the two of you will testify that Walewska was killed by Kus.

- Ewelina, come here. - What is it, Uncle?

Listen, it's very dangerous...

- What is? - The stuff you put on the Internet.

How do you know it was me?

Your history teacher told me about the expedition with the metal detector.

So, what are you trying to say?

- That you shouldn't publish it now. - What?

We shouldn't publish the material about the Kumityl plant

hiding tonnes and tonnes of toxins in a national park?

Nor talk about the fact that our water's contaminated?

Ewelina, these people could burn your house down in the dead of night.

Just like they did Pawel's aunt's house.

Don't do this now.

What's going on here?

We're just talking.

Go and do the dishes, love.

It's about Dobrowice, Uncle.

What have you got her into, Leslaw?

I've made a mistake, Grazyna. I've made a mistake.

I can see that.

I can see that, once again, you've made a mistake.

- Are you going somewhere? - Just for a bit. To see a friend.

- Your phone. - What?

The phone.

Sneaking off to see that boyfriend of yours, eh?

Dad, you know there's nothing between us anymore...

Not only do you sleep with thugs, you lie, too, you little bitch.

I told you to stay away from that bastard or there'd be consequences.

And those consequences start now.

Now just go and sit down.

This isn't punishment. It's for your own safety.

What safety? What are you talking about?

I've just found out that your lover killed Joanna Walewska.

What?

You scared the hell out of me.

Something's not right about the investigation.

They've moved Papinski. They're up to something.

Can you try and find something out?

Well, what's happening?

Nothing is fucking happening. Leslaw is old and he's about to retire.

No one deserves to more than him.

Listen, tell me just one thing:

Could this have anything to do with the toxic barrels on the Internet?

- You're mad. - Joanna might have found something...

Joanna's got nothing to do with this.

Ewelina discovered those barrels...

Ewelina is doing an internship with you.

That's right.

I talked the kid into tampering with the bomb

that I couldn't defuse myself.

So that's why you won't tell me anything?

- Now they won't let me off the hook. - Who's "they"?

The gentlemen from the photos:

Ryszard Kuminski, Molenda, and that lech Przybylski,

the third member of the team, who's been made mayor.

They'd already set me up by then.

I knew about those barrels.

They came to an agreement with the German plants

to take possession of these chemicals.

There was no regulation in Poland at the time.

I was snooping around.

"Tygodnik Solidarnosc" were going to publish the story.

But I don't understand. What happened?

By then, I'd already started boozing.

I hit a girl at a crossing.

I was drunk as a skunk.

Destined for prison, for sure.

Kuminski helped me out. He made a deal with the superintendent.

Kuminski and I were at primary school together.

I just had to stop writing about these barrels.

I was raising funds...

...for the girl's rehabilitation, you know?

She's still on crutches.

Permanently disabled.

I see her, sometimes, out with her mum, shopping...

She's practically a grown woman.

You have to deal with this on your own, Pawel.

Police! Don't move! Put your hands in the air!

Drop the cigarette! Get down on your knees!

What the fuck for?

Adrian Kus,

you're under arrest for the murder of Joanna Walewska.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

You're crazy.

You're totally fucking crazy.

- Open up, Jasiek! - Julka, what do you want?

Please, I need to go to the loo.

- What? - I need to go to the loo. Open up!

- Where are you off to? - Jasiek, let me out. Help me.

I can't. The entire house is locked. I promised Dad.

Jasiek, he didn't do this...

They already have him.

He robbed us, Julka. Don't you get it?

Look at me. He stole from us.

But he didn't kill Joanna Walewska.

I can tell them everything, in court.

He won't live to see any trial.

What are you talking about?

Julka, go to your room.

Mum, please, I have to go out.

You're not going anywhere until they've dealt with that thug.

- Did anyone see you take it? - No, no one did.

My God, what a lot of money. 150,000 euros...

OK, count it again, put it in a foil bag, and lock it away.

- And don't put it in the report. - But I already have...

Shred it.

There's a Christmas bonus in it. Get something nice for the missus.

Look.

This is the original map from the archives in Elblag.

It seems that they want to sell the Swedes a piece of the landscape park,

but I have no idea why.

Wait...

Maybe it's just that...

...those barrels are on the piece of land that the Swedes want to buy.

And Molenda and his company changed the maps

so that the Swedes would buy a piece of the nearby parkland,

rather than the land with the barrels.

And they included the land with the barrels in the park,

- so that its total area stays unchanged. - Right.

Thus taking care of the barrel scandal.

It makes sense.

Until the sale goes through, they'll sweep it all under the carpet.

Julka.

- What's up? - Good evening. Can I talk to you?

- Come on in. - Sure, come on in.

I can't. I need to get back home.

What's up?

I beg you, help me. He didn't do it.

- Who? What? - Adrian. He didn't kill Joanna.

Start from the very beginning, Julka. Adrian?

They've arrested Adrian for Joanna's murder.

But he didn't do it. I know he didn't.

And how do you know?

Because they were in Kaliningrad that night.

All three of them. Adrian, Kijana, and Shrek.

Why won't they tell the police?

They were with some guy called Yuri. He won't talk.

Why?

Because he's not the kind of man that talks to the police.

I've got to go. My dad'll kill me if he knows I'm here.

OK, calm down, Julka.

Let's talk about it again tomorrow, OK?

Tomorrow? Tomorrow might be too late. They want to kill him.

Who?

Please, you've got to help me.

- Who are they? - I have to go.

Adrian says that you're a good guy.

I'll kick their arses.

And I'll do it without Leslaw, because he left me.

I don't need him for anything.

You know, yesterday, a journalist from Warsaw wrote to us on Facebook.

And get this: He's arriving in Dobrowice today.

Maciek!

Jesus!

Doctor! Sister! He's just moved.

- What is it? - Maciek Dabrowa's moved a finger!

Strange.

Perhaps it's just a reflex.

But he's still in a coma, just like before.

Adrian Kus didn't do it.

He was in Kaliningrad with the other two.

What do you want to do?

Go to Kaliningrad.

Wait. This is an organised-crime outfit.

They're not amateurs.

At least wait to see how the investigation turns out.

There's no time for that.

I'll bring you the evidence.

Is there a photo?

Is it true that on 29 August at 11pm,

you enticed Joanna Walewska to the forest

in order to have sex with her?

And is it true

that, for days on end, you said, repeatedly, of Walewska

- and I quote -

that you would "fuck her" and "screw her"

and that "that bitch would get what she's been asking for"?

That's not true.

And is it true that Walewska resisted you

and that, in the throes of passion, you kicked her in the stomach,

causing her spleen to rupture and loss of consciousness?

And then you ran off.

- Who said that? - Witnesses.

- Shrek and Kijana will back... - They've already given evidence.

Well, Kus?

Come on. Open up.

This is different from the one yesterday.

The bunks are more comfortable in here though,

and we like to take care of our guests.

OK.

Good evening.

Hello.

I am Pawel, from Poland. I'm a friend.

Is Yuri here?

Listen. I've come from Poland. On Adrian's behalf.

I'd like to see Yuri. He's here, isn't he?

I don't know.

I'll be back in three hours. OK? Three hours.

I'll be back.

- Go away. - What the...?

- You must be Ewelina. - Yes, I am.

Let's sit down.

No, let's go somewhere we can eat.

Afterwards, I can take you to my mother's bar.

They have great dumplings. But let's talk here.

Let's call each other by name.

Kamil.

Sit down.

Me and my friend would like to continue working on your story.

- Your friend? - Krystian Wroblewski.

We discovered this together.

Do you think this article will get published?

Of course. This has been a huge nationwide scandal.

Everything here is just one big scandal.

Someone has to tell the tale.

Shall we both put our names to the story?

We're risking a lot, you know...

But if we could have a shot at an internship

with your newspaper, during the holidays...

You have to provide me

with as much fact-checked, reliable information as possible.

We need to be able to back all our facts up.

I know that there's going to be some sort of investment...

Yes...

My teacher translated some documents for them. She might know something.

We need to know how long these chemicals have been there.

We'll get to the bottom of it all. Scout's honour.

OK, Ewelina. Now, where are these dumplings of yours?

I'll take you there, sir.

We're to call each other by name, remember.

What the fuck! See if he's still alive.

You're being stupid, Kus.

- You're being stupid, Kus. - Shut the fuck up, pig.

Easy, easy, easy...

Have you been rummaging around in my car?

No, not me.

I want the bag with the money and the keys to a civilian car.

OK, give it to me.

Get in the fucking cell.

Goodbye.

Open it.

Son of a bitch!

Stop or I'll shoot.

- Manka, are you all right? - Shoot him!

Shoot him, for fuck's sake!

Enough.

Well... who are you, Pole?

I... only came here to save Adrian's bacon.

And I reckon you're a cop. A police officer!

What? I'm not with the police...

I think you're a cop. And this is stupid.

You think I'm a cop. Screw you.

Wait. Take the bag off.

Listen to me.

On Saturday 29 August,

Adrian and his two mates were with you. Do you remember? Tell me.

Please.

On 29 August?

Do you think I keep a diary or something?

Do you remember? Tell me.

Stubborn son of a bitch.

Well, OK. Who did you say?

- Adrian and two mates, right? - No.

There was only one person.

- What? - One person.