All language subtitles for Belfer.S01E08.720p.BluRay.DD5.1.x264-SbR_track4_eng

Somebody in this folder is interested
in the murderer's freedom.

All right.

They conned us, Dad.
Out of our money, I mean.

I have to get this money back.

I have Walewska's killer for you.

We're going to Spain, love.

Going somewhere?

You will testify that
Walewska was killed by Kus.

On your knees!

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

That night, all three of them
were in Kaliningrad.

OK. Who did you say?

- Adrian and his two mates.
- There was only one person.

- What?
- One person!

Wait.

Hello?

Oh, hey, bro!

Yeah, yeah, I understand.
Yeah, right.

Listen, I have this guy here.
His name is...

What's your name?

Pawel Zawadzki.

Pawel Zawadzki. Says he's a teacher
and that he was sent by your girl.

Hold on.

Hello? Adrian?

- Listen...
- Have you met Julka?

Julka is under house arrest.

She's sent me here
because she wants proof

that you were here when someone
killed that girl in Dobrowice.

Easy, man.
They have good intentions.

No they fucking don't.

- All right, put him on the phone.
- He wants to talk to you.

Yes?

OK, I understand, bro.
We'll be in touch.

Give him something to change into.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Don't tire him out today.
- Why?

He can only talk a little.

Maciek!

Ewelina.

Maciek, thank God you've come around!

Better alive... than dead.

Is the trip still on?

What trip?

You said we'd run away somewhere.

Leslaw?

Leslaw?

Leslaw? Hey!

- What's up?
- Come on, get up.

Pawel, you stink like someone's
poured petrol all over you.

Listen to me.
You have to do something for me.

You must find Kijana and Shrek.
We have very little time.

- Who?
- Kus's men, Kijana and Shrek.

You must find them for me.

You just rush in here out of the blue,
demanding favours...

All I can think about
is Ewelina right now.

She might end up in the cemetery
next to Walewska.

I'm trying to catch the guys
who might send her there, OK?

So I can help you
and you can help me.

All right? Let's go.

- Is it OK here?
- Move it there.

Files on the right.

Welcome.
I see that you're in charge here.

Junior Inspector Radoslaw Kedzierski,
Central Bureau of Investigation.

- Yes, I'm in charge here.
- Nice to meet you.

Commissioner Slawomir Slota.

We're investigating the suspect.

Where he hangs out,
where he keeps his money,

who his parents are,
where he shops,

who was with him on his first camp,
and who gave him head that night.

We can't track him by phone,
as he threw it away.

We've already searched a few places.

I've searched a few places, as well.

And I haven't found Kus here either.

I see you're trying to be funny.

I don't know anything about this town,

but I do know you should all
be working in fucking guard-rooms.

The murderer's on the loose
and you've searched "a few places"?

Am I the one who's being funny?

You need invitations?
Get to fucking work! Get on with it!

JOANNA WALEWSKA

- Maciek's woken up.
- What? Really?

- That's great. How's he feeling?
- Weak, but fully conscious.

Ewelina says he'd heard everything
that was said to him.

You should've read all the books for him,
then he wouldn't have to catch up.

Good. We should visit him.

After school?

Why after school?
Let's get the whole class and go.

I'll get them together.

Ola, Maciek's awake.
We're going to the hospital.

Frigging great.

Jesus, what have you got
in here, stones?

Polish literature.
Wait while I drop it in the cloakroom.

Hello, Slawomir.

Leslaw. What brings you here?

Just dropping by for a chat.

- May I?
- No, you may not.

Why the stupid question?
Sit down.

But put that away.

- Well, I'm here as a journalist.
- Well...

Nothing special has happened.

Hang on, there was a car accident.

Some kids smashed into a tree
near Wojtowice.

Mariola will fill you in.

Apparently,
you have Walewska's killer.

Leslaw, we don't have the killer.

- But we know who he is.
- Adrian Kus.

Strange, you're sober.
Are you on disulfiram?

Let me talk to those two friends of his.
What are they called? Frog and...?

It's too early, Leslaw, too early.

But you know that journalists
in national media review local press?

You know I'll write how well
the Dobrowice police dealt with the case

after a long investigation.

But for a good article,
you need witnesses.

You can't imagine how glad I am that
you've dealt with your drink problem.

Well, then... We can talk
about the guy when we catch him.

- No use bragging right now.
- But give me 10 minutes with them.

- What do you say?
- Leslaw, Mariola will tell you everything.

They were speeding over 200km per hour
near Wojtow. One kid is dead.

Leslaw...

Tell me, what's going on
with kids nowadays?

Do I have a lot to catch up on?

Are you really thinking about that
or just looking for a conversation?

Not that I'm completely overwhelmed
by the subject, but...

Could you really hear
when someone was talking to you?

Yeah, he heard you confess
you were gay.

- Boys!
- Lukasz, really, I don't mind.

But how are you in general? Hurting?

I don't know, man.
I'm on drugs all the time.

Where's your sister?

She stayed at school cos she hates you.

She has tonsillitis.

Want more?

- You think you're so smart?
- I don't know what this is.

"I don't know what this is."

Did I leave this knotted sheet
in your wardrobe upstairs?

- Grzegorz...
- What do you want?

She's just playing the fool.
All right, as you wish.

You're going to live
in my study for a week.

Since you like destroying sheets,
you can sleep on a bare mattress!

Grzegorz, calm down!

You raised her this way. It's your fault!

Get up there! Move it!

Mr Pawel?
I'd like a word with you.

- Miss, can I have a word?
- Be quick, Ewelina.

I know you did the translation
concerning the landscape park.

Why do you ask?

Wasn't there anything
mentioning the waste?

Something that looked strange to you?

Ewelina, I know you feel like
you're a very important journalist now,

but I've signed
a non-disclosure agreement.

I can't discuss the topic with you.
I can't talk to anybody about it.

But, Miss, doesn't anyone understand
that it concerns our town?

Mr Pawel, why did you leave school
without permission?

We were visiting
Maciek Dabrowa in hospital.

Don't you know the regulations?
The safety of the children is at stake.

A parent complained to me.

I think I know who that was.

You know, Mr Pawel,
we have a problem.

Your pupils' test scores are worse
than those of other Polish teachers.

I've seen you acting rather strangely
recently. And not just once.

I'd say you're coming to school drunk,
which is ground for dismissal.

I don't want to inform
the superintendent, but I may have to.

Has Molenda instructed you?

Pardon?

I'd be careful of the superintendent
in your situation.

Many interesting things
may be brought to light.

The sources of financing
some renovations

or the suspicious conditions
under which some pupils are promoted.

Are you threatening me?

I'm just saying you have
your connections, I have mine.

- Listen...
- No, you listen.

You're scared of Molenda
just like everybody else here.

Because you all think that Dobrowice
is the whole world. But it's not!

My advice is,
don't get in my way.

Have a nice day, sir.

Kus gave the kid his mobile phone.

The number to his spare mobile
is in it.

Fuck, the CBI can track him at once
and it'll be all over.

- Kus will tell them everything.
- He'll tell them nothing.

That clown at the CBI has no idea
there's another phone.

Thank God for that.
What are you going to do?

Kus is like a father to the little kid,
and he thinks the world of Kus.

So when the kid starts to cry
on the phone,

there's a chance that
Kus will pay us a visit.

We'll get him then.

Filip, Adrian is in danger.
We have to help him.

Where's mummy?

Mummy's at home.
We'll see mummy soon, OK?

You're lying.

Why would I lie?

The police lie.

Right, I'll deal with the kid
and you make yourself scarce.

If anyone asks, you were just dropping off
my invitation to the official banquet.

- See you.
- Bye.

- What's going on? What's wrong?
- We're a bit shy.

Well...

Why's that?

Here, have some.

Why would we lie to you?

Call your brother.

I know you can dial
the phone number. I know.

Call him yourself.

He doesn't trust us.

He thinks the police tell lies.

Come on, sonny.

Your brother doesn't know
that someone wants to hurt him.

If you don't warn him,

you might not see him again.

Call him.

- Hello?
- Adrian, I want to see you.

Come and get me.
I don't like it here.

Filip, where are you?

Filip, where are you?
Hello? Filip...

Good. Take him and buy him
some chocolate or whatever.

Jesus Christ, you scare people!

Why are you so nervous?

I'm not nervous.

Is it the competition?

Yes, it is. It's a rough ride.

But it's worth it, eh?

I'm not sure if it is.

What's this?

- A teaching aid.
- I'm not a junkie.

Neither am I.

Hey, shall we talk?

Come on.

They have my brother.
You understand?

They'll take away
my mother's parental rights,

cos she's a fucking alcoholic,
living on a pension,

and I won't know where he'll be sent.

It's a trap set for you.
Hold your ground.

And don't be afraid for your brother.
I have some connections, I'll track him.

You sure?

What do you want in return?

I have to talk to your friends.

Kijana and Shrek?

Fine, cos I'd like to talk to them too.

Surely they've buried them so deep
we won't find them.

Why do you want to talk to them?

They might know something
about the murder.

Why do you keep on
about that girl's death?

It's my business.

If we're going to be in this together,
it's my business as well.

You smoke?

She was my daughter.

Where've you been till now, then?

I respected her mother's decision.

My girlfriend's father doesn't want me
to see his daughter at all.

Should I respect his decision?

That's the point.

There's only my phone number
saved on this.

If anything... You know.

And what if I trace them first?

We'll talk to them. Just as you want.

- You have to promise me one thing.
- What?

That nothing will happen to them.

Fuck!

It's hard to promise such a thing.

If we're going to be in this together,
I want to hear you promise.

Very well, as you wish.

You take it.
Your English is better than mine.

It's still got the price tag on.

Hi, they've just closed
the Kumityl plant.

It seems your schoolmate
is unemployed.

A good time to put
a little pressure on him.

Yeah. See you.

Morning.

Ryszard, let's talk.

Ryszard, what the fuck are you doing?
Twenty minutes late?

- At least you're not wearing a tracksuit.
- Hell, I was closing the factory!

Pushing people to take sick-leave,
book-keeping...

- You think that takes five minutes?
- You still do business like it's 1991.

- Hot-dog kiosks!
- What are you, a fucking oligarch?

- What did you just say?
- Grzegorz...

You can wear expensive suits,

but you're still a yokel, bootlegging
spirits and doing land-sales scams.

Go and apologise.

Better yet, say nothing.
Your English is as good as that moron's.

Grzegorz, you just care
about their signature,

about my land
and me keeping my mouth shut.

- Who makes you money, dickhead?
- Hands off!

Gentlemen,
the Swedes are growing impatient.

Go to work, Grzegorz.

Drink some lemon balm
and calm down.

On the night of the murder,
Kus was in Kaliningrad.

I don't believe you were there.
They're a bunch of bandits, after all.

What's essential is that Kus is innocent.
I'm absolutely convinced.

How do I prove that?
No thug will come in and testify.

- And my statement?
- Not enough.

Why do you think
nobody held Kus on the border

if he made it to Kaliningrad?

He slipped across the border?

Perhaps he had a fake passport.

Perhaps.

If he had, the cameras
at the Bagraniotowsk crossing

might've recorded something
on that Friday.

That's plausible.

Right, I'll call the Border Police.
We'll see if you're right.

Do you have anything for me?

The testimonies of Kus's friends.
Nobody must see this.

When you've read them,
burn them at once.

Where are they now?

They dragged them out of custody
and moved them somewhere.

At last, the mountain has come
to Muhammad.

- Do you want a drink?
- I do.

Tell me what brings you here, Leslaw.

I know who put those pictures
on the Internet.

- Not you?
- Not me.

- All right, who then?
- I won't tell you.

They say it's some stupid brat
inspired by you.

If that's right, you know
what'll happen to you.

I'll make the pictures disappear
and everyone will forget about them.

You're sure about that?

Listen, Ryszard...

There are guys from the national media
nosing around.

I'm in touch with them,
and I can make them stop.

But you must sell out two of your people:
Shrek and Kijana.

They could be Tom and Jerry,
for all I know about them!

You know them well. I must talk to them
about Kus's escape for the news.

What does this have to do
with the other thing?

I'll write an article about
the search for the perpetrator.

That'll draw attention away
from your business.

Molenda and Slawomir are afraid
there'll be a scandal.

They're afraid about the Walewska case,
afraid about the waste.

Why should the Swedes
be concerned about Walewska?

Pollution is something else,

and if the Swedes find out about it,
you'll be finished.

Murders happen everywhere.

Are you going to do everything
Molenda and the superintendent want?

Their noses high in the air,
while you pick over a carcass?

I'm not even doing that.
The factory is closed.

Exactly! I don't recognise you.

You have always played
by your own rules. Even as a child.

Show those bastards
you're not some pushover.

You're not stupid, Leslaw.
I've always said that.

You remember that holiday centre
near Wyplow?

Where we used to spy on the girls
when we were kids.

Forest Paradise.

- I've told you nothing.
- No, you haven't.

No smoking.

I was joking.

Please sit down.

I called cos I wanted to draw
information from the source.

I've spoken to your assistant, Ewelina,
and I've seen the photos on the Internet.

- The waste in the woods.
- Exactly.

It's great that you've come.

Adult topics should be
discussed by adults.

- Kids, you'll agree, like stories.
- I don't understand.

Those photos aren't from Poland.

What?

- There's no waste?
- There is, of course.

A cocktail of toxins.
Biocide, PCB, dibenzofuran...

A classic line of business
from the time of political transition.

I've been gathering documentation
for many years,

but I need a little more time.

I'm interested in getting this
into the national press.

Well, then, I'm interested
in revealing it with you.

And Ewelina?
She's very concerned about this matter.

Evelina is very concerned
about everything.

Lately, she's been searching
for Martians in Dobrowice.

I'm not saying
it's not an interesting topic!

What will you do afterwards?

Why should you care?

I'll be fine.
In 24 hours, I'll be abroad.

If you're lucky.

You were lucky with Jurij, weren't you?

No one fucking knows
if he'd do anything to you.

- He likes playing pranks.
- Yes, I've noticed what a joker he is.

FOREST PARADISE

- Get out of the shitter.
- Shut the fuck up!

Fuck, I could smoke some weed.

You think some hookers would come
if I called?

- Got any cash?
- Enough for my hooker.

Last card...

You lose.

- Hey, man, let's talk...
- We'll talk.

We've got fucking lots to talk about.

Get up.

- You too.
- Hands.

- Man, chill out.
- Just shut up.

What?

We're going for a ride.

What's happened?

The whole country knows
about Dobrowice now!

Are you crazy? What did you tell him?

- This isn't a tragedy.
- Maybe not for you, you wino.

Cos you're happy to sit here
writing about problems with cows

and about lorries crashing into posts
till you drink yourself to death!

- It's for your own good.
- Maybe you want to publish it yourself?

But you've lacked the courage
for the last 20 years.

It's not the end of the world.

Can you get me an internship
at a Warsaw paper?

- Ewelina, please...
- Don't touch me.

Get the fuck out.

Shut up. Or the next one will be
in your head. Get up.

You fuck!

Well?

Bro, they wanted to jail me
for 10 years, you know!

And how long for you, Shrek?

Twenty-five years?
A life sentence?

I know nothing! I said nothing!
They just fucking asked us questions.

I said nothing.

I should've fucking finished you both
in that car park.

But lucky for you,

there's a man here from
the Help-A-Fucking-Snitch Foundation.

This man and I have reached
an agreement

that one of you walks alive from here.

The one who can best explain
the situation.

You told the police that,
on August 29th,

Adrian Kus wanted to rape
Joanna Walewska,

but instead he beat her,
which turned out to be fatal.

In addition, both of you,
strange as it may be,

testified that Adrian was going
to do it by a campfire that night.

Where was that campfire?

What the fuck do you mean?
In the woods.

Adrian, I said nothing like that. Fuck!
Look into my eyes. Would I lie to you?

All of us here know that Adrian
was nowhere near the campfire.

Because he was in Kaliningrad.

So, common sense tells me,

you wanted to frame your friend
to save your own arses.

Which one of you hit her?

- Eeny, meeny, miny, moe...
- Who hit her?

- Shrek did. I only tied her up!
- Don't lie, you hit her!

- I don't know, all hell broke loose...
- You only tied her up?

To a hook, cos she was struggling.
When we untied her, she just left.

- Where is that hook?
- On a tree by the campfire!

Why did you cut her hair?

What? What hair? No.

No, not us!

- Not us.
- All right, all right.

We'll tell everything
but only to Adrian.

Exactly. We'll only tell Adrian.

Start fucking singing.

What have you done?

Police weapon.

What the fuck have you done?

Finished off two fucking rats
who killed the girl.

So... now you know everything.

You can get the fuck back
to Warsaw or wherever you're from.

What did they say?
What happened there?

Nothing.

Who else was at the campfire?

Fucking wait!

What was that?

The Director says they won't fucking
sign anything tomorrow.

I told you they'll come a hundred times.

Ask the Director how he likes the party.
Is the fish tasty?

Hello.

I see everything's going just fine!

Yes, very well.

Excuse me.

What's going on?

Cheers!

The photos will soon disappear
off the Internet.

Then you fucking leave me be,
and I'll open the factory. Is that clear?

Julka!

Adrian, I'm here!

Adrian!

I'm here, I'm here.
Julka, you hear me?

Move away from the door.

Move away from the door,
you hear me?

Take me away.
Take me the hell away from here.

Listen to me.

You have to stay here and wait for me.
I'll be back for you in two, three months.

Three months?

- My father will take me away somewhere.
- Listen and look at me.

Promise me something.

Promise me you'll stay here
and wait for me.

You hear? Promise me.
Julka, promise me.

You promise?

Yeah?

I love you.

Wait for me.

Wait for me.

I'm at the party.

I have to leave.
I'll be back in 30 minutes.

Come.

Something important's come up.
We have to go.

Julka!

Fuck it.

In position.

Go!

Kus!

All right, help me!

Motherfucker!

All right, all right.

What a fucker!

Fuck!

Get the fuck out of here.

Pick up the fucking phone, will you?

Where are you rushing off to?

Did you really think
you could get away with it?

That you could rob my father,
fuck my sister

and leave me behind for the Russians?

Do you have anything to fucking say?

Ever killed anyone before?