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You will testify that Walewska was killed by Kus.

Well, you can be sure that they buried them so deep, we'll never find them.

The only number saved on it is mine.

Do you remember that holiday centre near Wyplow?

Forest Paradise.

Let's take a ride.

- Who hit her? - Shrek did. I just tied her up.

Don't fucking lie, Kijana. You beat her up!

What have you done?

Finished off the two bastards that killed the girl.

Who else was by that campfire? Who?

Someone cut her hair.

Do you think this is what drunken chavs do for kicks?

Kuba has brought us here.

He was shouting: "We were just having a laugh".

But I want you to be scared like my boys were scared of Kus.

Adrian! Oh, my God!

Get her out of here.

You're quite the marksman.

Are you out of your mind?

You won't fucking tell me what to do anymore!

"...but all in all, everyone knew that we were just having a laugh.

"We were just having a laugh."

"We were just having a laugh.

"Happy now?"

You really did miss your calling.

This is a very strong clue.

Now all we need is an equally strong piece of evidence.

Did you search Jasiek's and Julka's things

at Molenda's house in October?

Even if we did, it was very superficial.

Their father was the target. He was the suspect.

Julka must have felt exposed.

No, I was standing with my back to them.

How could she have known she was being filmed?

But she looks as though she's been caught.

Maybe she managed to cover her tracks.

Teenagers never cover their tracks completely.

Like father, like daughter.

There's no underestimating her.

Following a detailed legal analysis of the aforementioned documents,

we have noticed several critical errors in the documentation,

which raises questions about the legal status

of all the land included in the agreement.

Therefore, as of today, we are suspending negotiations,

and we will not sign the agreement

concerning the trading of land in the municipality of Dobrowice.

Our decision is final and non-negotiable.

Bloody Swedes.

- Oh, no. This is a disaster. - What is?

Whenever I make it to the citadel, this idiot with an axe

kills me every time I'm near the exit.

You mean, you can't get past that level?

Idiot. Give it to me.

Well?

It's all good.

They're hoovering it up.

They won't go partying without it.

Is it all there?

I trust you.

Yeah, take that, bastard!

Shut up, Jogi.

Hey, is that Zawadzki?

Yeah, and he's with Mirska.

Clever bastard...

I'll show him.

He doesn't know how much I'm going to fuck him up.

What has he done to you?

Failed you on a test or something?

He's been poking his nose into my family's affairs...

...ever since he got here.

Pawel, I've noticed something's not right with Ola.

Maybe I've given her too much to do for the competition.

It's not just that she's tired.

She's not concentrating at all.

And sometimes...

I don't know how to put this... She's overactive.

Should I test her for drugs?

Sir, I don't mean to interfere, but Ola's clean now.

Now? You mean she was doing drugs?

Yes, but I sort of had a talk with her.

I'll tell her she has to take a drug test.

If you do, she'll go to pieces.

She's been burning the midnight oil, preparing for that competition.

- I'm talking about her taking drugs. - But she isn't, really.

We're going to check her out tonight, aren't we?

We've got it under control. She's clean now, really.

I'll take your word for it, but if I have the slightest suspicion...

Maciek.

- How are you, son? - Fine.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Let's go.

"Poetry under the totalitarian regime, 1948-55".

What do you associate that period with?

Nothing in particular.

Social...

Socialism?

Close.

Even Szymborska wrote a few poems about Stalin...

Social realism.

Yeah.

You mean, you remember?

Maciek, I don't remember anything. I've got the shivers.

I'm too exhausted to think about Stalin.

Ola, please. Pull yourself together.

Concentrate.

Zawadzki wants to get you tested.

- Tested for what? - For drugs, of course.

- Can he just do that whenever? - Calm down.

We assured him you were clean.

He said he's going to give you until the competition.

But it's not about the competition, Ola.

You're taking the drug thing too far. You're going to get hurt.

You can shove all your concern up your arse!

Ola?

Shall we carry on?

May I?

How's our little contestant doing, guys?

- Was the package delivered? - No. Ewelina's guarding her.

The teach will look after her, during the competition.

Quiet.

Great. We can do it right under his nose.

I'm not doing that. You can sell it yourself.

All right, I'll do it, for a hundred. Agreed?

There we go.

If she takes that stuff, she'll sail through.

She'll make the finals for sure.

- What's the big fucking deal? - For fuck's sake...

Hey!

Ask Ola!

Ola, did you do your maths homework?

"The Mask".

What mask?

You know, that old film about the green guy.

"Ferdydurke", the novel by Gombrowicz.

It's a book about you, in some ways.

That's why I wanted you to read it.

Who's read it?

Wow...

Who has really read it?

Put your hand down, please, Bujak.

Mask. Form. Face.

Gombrowicz believes that we all have them.

Do you agree?

We all play a role in society.

If we want to get something or want to woo somebody.

Or to hide from somebody, in a crowd, for example.

And what mask are you wearing?

Right now? The mask of a Polish teacher.

So you won't have the courage to be yourself with me,

because I'm a student?

Gombrowicz would say that there is no escape from the form.

No chance of an affair, Julka.

Suppose I confess something to you.

Something I'm hiding from people. A problem.

Would you go on and on about masks or would you try to help me?

Gombrowicz would say you're only being sincere.

- So you're a coward? - Everybody is a little.

That's why we wear masks, Julka.

We were supposed to share the profits, so let's share the losses, too.

And my losses are greater than yours because I lost out on Kumityl.

You got land in the centre of town, for a supermarket.

You will not get any more. Our joint venture is over.

And the prosecutor is going to pay me a call

to ask me about those maps and signatures.

We're all totally screwed, gentlemen.

Thanks to those motherfuckers going up against us.

Motherfuckers? What motherfuckers?

They're not motherfuckers!

We're the motherfuckers. We're the corrupt ones.

The world is in a mess, thanks to people like us.

What are you on about?

Yes, Grzegorz. We've really fucked this town over.

There won't be another investment like this.

People will get jobs. Pavements will get mended.

Fuck the lot of you.

We're all in the same boat, Ryszard. Don't you forget that.

We could all go down together.

It's either Julka or Jasiek.

Don't shout!

Come in!

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

What the hell do you want?

Shouldn't you be at work?

I'm... performing my official duties here.

Your only duty for today

is to collect your dismissal papers

from the police headquarters in Elblag.

We have a warrant from the Criminal Investigation Department

and Mr Papinski,

the acting superintendent,

to search your house.

Are you kidding me? What's that?

A warrant.

I'm going to have to ask the rest of you to leave.

We've all earned it. Remember.

Ewelina!

- Ewelina, wait! - I'm waiting.

I want to write something about Leslaw. Will you help me?

I can't. I'm "not credible".

I'd like to apologise for the way I treated you.

I realise that Leslaw deserved to be written about.

He was the one that persuaded me to stay away from you.

He was afraid that those thugs would do something to you.

What do you say?

If you agree,

I'll make you a local correspondent for Dobrowice.

Well, that's some promotion.

We'll write the piece together.

OK.

You've got my number, if you need it. I have to go.

Wait. There's something I have to ask you.

Can you guess who's responsible for Leslaw's death?

I can't guess.

I know.

- Leopold Staff's first book? - "Dreams of Power".

- Year Szymborska won the Nobel Prize? - 1996.

Good.

Prevailing trend in poetry post-1948?

Social realism. Maciek tormented me with it.

"Tormented" is just about right.

I'll give you a lucky ballpoint pen.

There's no such thing as luck. It's about being prepared.

These are my daughter's personal belongings.

Would you please leave?

Understood.

Your study.

Follow me.

- Quite a crowd. - Yes.

I can't wait.

- Come in, please. - I'll be off.

Ola!

Ola! The ballpoint pen.

A civilian firearms licence,

for personal protection and the protection of people and property.

I have a licence for this gun.

Have ballistics test that right away.

- What happened? - I don't know.

She's lost all contact with reality.

Because of nerves?

Hi.

Good afternoon.

What is it?

My name is Ewelina Rozlucka.

I'm a correspondent for the "Daily Gazette".

- You're starting quite young. - Yes.

I'm writing about Leslaw Dobrzanski's death.

We're not dealing with it. The case has been closed.

What if he had been provoked into committing suicide?

Then make a statement to that effect.

But I'd like to get some information regarding the investigation.

I'm writing about...

Who provoked him?

Ryszard Kuminski.

Go on.

My mum's the proprietor of the Kozaczek bar.

Anyway, my mum took some dumplings for Leslaw

and she saw Kuminski leaving Leslaw's house with some men.

Leslaw was scared and his house was a mess.

- Did your mum hear them talking? - Well, no...

What did Leslaw tell her?

He told her nothing. He was afraid.

Come and see me when you have something more substantial to go on.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm busy.

This is going to get published anyway.

And you'll be begging me for information.

It could have been anything.

Some sort of ketamine

or some other designer drug found on the Internet.

What have you done to my child?

Mrs Bozena, we don't know the diagnosis yet.

What matters now is that Ola is stable.

I'm not talking to you!

The doctor told me drugs were involved.

And it's all your fault!

First you tortured her with those books.

She was staying up at all night, and now this!

Didn't you notice that something wasn't right?

- Didn't you? - How dare you!

Get out!

You want locking up, you do!

An English song contest...

Would you like to take part?

Julka?

I can drive you to school today.

How much longer is this going to go on?

Tell me. How much longer, Julka?

Get in the car, Julka!

Julka!

Get in the car, Julka! Do you hear me?

Julka!

What's going on? What the fuck is this?

Are you fucking mad? She's a child!

Adrian Kus was shot with your gun.

It has yours and your daughter's fingerprints on it.

What are you trying to say? She's just a kid.

You have an alibi. Your neighbours saw you.

As did everyone in that restaurant of yours.

This is ridiculous.

That's why your daughter will be accused of murdering Adrian Kus.

- I suggest you call your lawyer. - Julka! Julka!

Julka!

Julka!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Mr Pawel.

Yes?

On behalf of the board of our school,

and in the presence of Mrs Kazimiera and Mr Cezary,

I would like to inform you that from this day on,

you are to be suspended from your duties as a teacher.

- I beg your pardon? - You heard him.

The Department of Education has been informed of our decision.

And why is that?

One of your pupils faints during the contest.

Moreover, in your presence.

And her mother says they've detected intoxicating substances in her blood.

You'd no doubt noticed that things weren't right.

Why didn't you report it to me?

Why didn't you run drug tests?

Mr Pawel, please leave the school immediately.

You know what I think? Maybe it's time to spread my wings.

Get a flat in Elblag. Throw some good parties.

There's more of a market.

Combine business and pleasure.

Good morning.

What's up, Dad? Forget your keys?

Get up.

What?

Get the fuck up!

What's up?

What do you think, you stupid little idiot?

You wanted to deal, did you?

Be a fucking dealer?

Who's a big, bad dealer now, eh?

Get up, you arrogant little prick.

Goodbye.

Take him away.

Can I at least bring you some shampoo?

Julka!

There's a lawyer, his name is Hoffman...

I'm not talking to a lawyer, Mum.

- Darling, this is serious... - I don't care.

But I do. And your father does, too.

Adrian was a criminal. Whether you like it or not.

And your husband is no fucking angel.

- That's your father you're talking about. - And just who is he?

I'm gonna tell you something, Mum.

I loved him. Only him.

Not you. Never. You understand?

I don't have a father and I don't have a mother.

I don't have anyone.

That's why I fucking well don't want to see you anymore.

I have a loser for a son,

a hooker for a wife, a psychopath for a daughter,

and the deal of my life has just gone to pieces...

It could be worse.

Worse?

You could have cancer. Of the prostate.

No?

This is all a sick joke.

It all started to go wrong in Dobrowice

when one man showed up.

The teach.

All the way from bloody Warsaw.

I still have a score to settle with him.

Not everything.

That's the last one.

Pawel, I think I should give you a part of my pension every month...

You'll do no such thing.

- Don't make me repeat it. - You're stubborn. Just like your dad.

When are you going back to Warsaw?

I don't know. I've just got one more thing to see to.

Thank you.

No, thank you for everything.

Off you go. I can take care of myself.

- Are you sure? - Yes, I am.

WE MUST MEET. 9PM AT THE CEMETERY.

Jasiek. I've brought you some sandwiches.

How are you feeling?

Eat something.

I've got to go into town now.

Eat something, OK?

Couldn't you hunt me down without your wife's help?

She did help me a bit, but I don't mean you any harm.

You have to talk to my daughter.

I don't have to.

Julka is innocent.

She left her fingerprints on the gun

that was accidentally used to kill Kus.

There've been a lot of accidents in your family.

Please, talk to her.

Can't you do it?

She won't listen to me, but she'll definitely listen to you.

Will you help me?

Please.

Do you remember when you said I could come to you?

I didn't kill him!

Well, I know you didn't kill him.

You wanted to help him, didn't you?

I had this gun in my hands but I was pointing at my father.

- Will they believe me? - They won't.

They won't believe your father for obvious reasons.

They might believe me.

You? Why?

I was there, Julka. In the woods, that night.

I saw the police going to get Adrian.

I saw you heading into the woods. And then there was a shot.

No way! You weren't there. Why would you have been there?

I was, I was.

You were smoking. Just like you are now.

You heard the shot, dropped the cigarette, and ran.

Tell them! What are you waiting for?

No, Julka. I won't tell them anything.

Not unless you confess what you really did.

I didn't do anything! What do you want from me?

What happened by the campfire?

What campfire?!

The campfire where Joanna was beaten.

You were there. I know you were.

What happened there?

Tell me.

If you don't tell me what happened there,

then you'll answer for Adrian Kus's killing. You decide.

How do you know?

- Why did Joanna have to die. Why? - There wasn't anyone there...

Don't lie. Tell me the truth.

I'm glad she's dead. She was a whore.

If it wasn't for her, Adrian would be alive.

If it wasn't for her, we'd be far away from here.

What did she do to you?

She told on me. Grassed me up to my dad.

- She was his lover. Did you know that? - Yes, I did.

She told him I was seeing Adrian.

Made my life a living hell.

Is that why you tried to cut her hair off?

Yes. That's why.

Are you the Virgin Mary?

Enough!

Give me that blade.

Hold her.

Happy now?

Hey. We were just having a laugh.

We were just having a laugh.

You will have to sign an official statement, Julka.

You may visit your daughter. I've already spoken to her.

She will see you.

Thank you.

Julka won't answer for killing Adrian Kus. It's a preposterous charge.

She will answer for her part in Joanna Walewska's murder.

Are you crazy?

No, I'm not. Julka has already confessed.

She's admitted that she invited Joanna to the campfire.

She persuaded Kus's buddies to give Joanna a lesson.

- She cut her hair. - A lesson for what?

She wanted to her to pay

for telling you about her and Adrian.

Bullshit!

Bullshit?

Joanna never told me anything about Julka.

What do you mean?

She was a very discreet person.

Are you sure?

Then, if it wasn't her, who was it?

Who told you?

Who told you that Julka and Adrian were together?

Is the crisis over?

Seems so. Thanks to a little help from a friend.

It pays to have friends. I'll have some tea.

Coming right up.

How did Molenda come to help you out?

Well, Joanna worked in his restaurant

and Ewelina asked Joanna for his help.

He's always liked her.

- Even now? - Yes, yes.

Ewelina spoke to him recently

about all that business to do with Leslaw.

By the way, Mrs Grazyna,

what were you doing at Leslaw's place...

before his death?

Well...

Ewelina had been having a hard time...

And she felt...

... that Leslaw had been coming on to her while he was drunk.

So, I went there to explain things.

Coming on to her?

You know what girls are like at that age.

What was going on with that gym teacher?

Did she tell you to go and check it with him?

Well, yes. But he'd never do a thing like that to her.

I knew Leslaw when I was a kid.

Where is she now?

Are you thinking about the report?

Would you like to know what I'm thinking?

You never could.

Are you with me?

Don't be jealous of my thoughts.

I'm only thinking about you, you fool.

You should grow your hair again. It looked really good last year.

Will you do it for me?

- Hi. - Good morning.

Is Ewelina here?

- Ask her to come down. I'll wait. - OK.

I thought you'd left.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

You know I'd have been in touch.

The report on Leslaw is going to be published in a week's time.

The whole country will know why he died.

Really? That's great.

There's something you forgot to write about Leslaw.

Have you learnt something new?

I have.

Did you mention to the journalist

that it was you who accused him of getting at you?

And that he killed himself because he couldn't live with the allegation?

That's not true!

Not true that he was coming on to you or that you accused him?

Maybe he wasn't coming on to me. So what?

I don't know, I don't remember.

I was really mad at him because he was a thief.

Who were you mad at when you told Grzegorz Molenda

about Julka and Adrian?

How do you know about that?

I also know that you blamed everything on Joanna.

That is why Julka put Kijana and Shrek onto her.

You killed Joanna

in a very elaborate fashion.

And then you did the same with Leslaw.

- Leslaw stole my material! - And what did Joanna steal from you?

Was she too pretty? Too well off?

Did she want to study in Spain?

Did Molenda adore her? Was Maciek crazy about her?

And what about you?

Always working hard at the bar. Always second best.

You decided to take justice into your own hands, didn't you?

Only, it's better to do it with someone else's hands.

Go to hell! Gossiping isn't illegal.

I pity you, Ewelina.

I pity you!

One word from me was enough to get you suspended.

So, clear off, OK?

Did you tell the head about Ola?

- That I didn't do her drug tests? - Well, did you?

You're trapped in a living nightmare.

You just don't know it yet.

We're all trapped in a living nightmare.

You should know that better than anyone.

Anything wrong?

Ewelina will tell you everything.

We must stick together.

It's our only hope.

- Good morning. - Morning.

Leave it.

Will you definitely come?

Of course. I've already booked my days off.

I need you.

Will you help me write a new CV?

Sir!

What's this?

A copy of my letter to the superintendent.

I wrote that it wasn't your fault, that you couldn't have known.

Thank you. It'll come in handy.

- As a keepsake. - Wow...

Our photo from the last year.

We're all in it.

Hi.

Hi, everyone.

Ola?

Fuck off.

What?

I visited Julka in prison.

It's all clear now.

Maciek!

Maciek...

- Everyone knows everything. - They don't know anything.

Maciek, they don't know anything.

Come in, Rozlucka, if you're coming in.

Good afternoon.

The door to the staircase was open.

Come in.

- Tea? - No, thanks. I've already had some.

You left Dobrowice very quickly,

and there was something I forgot to ask you,

and it's been bothering me.

That night when Adrian Kus was killed,

and you saw Julka Molenda on the road,

what were you doing out there?

Going for a run.

- Like everyone else in Poland. - Yes, right.

It's good for your health.

I know why you were running close to the Kumityl plant.

You were there when Kus killed those two boys.

Kus's fingerprints were found at the site. Others had been carefully removed.

You did it.

People die, but clues remain. As we've already discussed.

Something is always left behind.

Conspiracy to kidnap.

Conspiracy to murder.

Serious charges.

I have the right to see a lawyer.

- What is it? - A private secondary school in Wroclaw.

Strange things have been happening there.

A third pupil has gone missing recently.

You'll be taken on as a teacher.

You're very good. You're going to help us.

I presume I don't have a choice.

You do.

A choice of a lawyer.

A gesture of goodwill.

This is the last phone call Kus received before he died.

There is only one name by this number.

Let's just say that this will be the name of our little...

- operation? - Yes... operation.

Looks like we've come to an agreement.

THE TEACH