Major Case Squad (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Rozctvrcená - full transcript
The offender cut his victim to pieces and stuffed into dumpsters.
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This case was investigated by the 1st department
of the Prague Crime Investigation Service.
The objective element of the crimes
and the manner of detecting them are authentic.
This is Lima 78. We are in
Karlín. It appears to be a murder.
We need dispatch.
Someone from the 1st department.
I don't want to! Leave me alone!
I have new pants.
-Calm down and go. Damn it!
-I don't want to go there!
I don't want to go there.
-Martin! Hi!
-Hi.
-What's going on?
-Remember the homeless guy
with knife in his back
near Hostivar dam last week?
This is his fiancee.
-You took her by tram?
-Dude, just smell her.
-No way we can take her by car.
-Has she spilled the beans yet?
Yes. That she popped out for brandy a when she
returned, he was already stabbed.
So she got scared and ran away. Supposedly.
-Would you like to interrogate her?
-Yes.
Interrogation? In my old days
these used to confess on the pavement.
Sure, Vašek. Back in your days,
when you went to Vienna, you had to
cut through the wires. Marťas,
lend her to me. I'll talk to her.
What do you mean borrow? She's mine. I wasn't
chasing her all night like crazy,
so she would confess to someone else.
I will yell at her and sorted.
Just chill.
Even though it doesn't look that way,
she is still a woman.
-She's mine! -Mate, have a coffee,
sandwich and give me five minutes.
You will be surprised.
Guys, hold on.
Please, my dear.
Have a seat.
Wait! Not on this one,
that's broken. Have a sit here.
Wait, wait, wait!
This is my chair!
Just chill Víťa, chill.
You will clean it later, won't you?
-So put some newspaper under her.
-I thought you like cleaning. Cup of tea?
Yes!
-Spoon, there we go.
-And sugar? -Sugar.
Good one. Mint.
Petr, the phone!
-Would you like a sweet?
-I like these the most. -Me too.
-And do you like flowers?
-Hm.
And what about your husband, did he bring you flowers?
What? If I had such a beautiful
and kind woman,
I would be buying her flowers all the time.
-Petr, phone!
But he did get you a flower
for you birthday, did he?
What? That's impossible.
We lived together for five years
and he never bothered.
-He must have been a bastard.
-He was a bastard.
Every court in the world
would have to free you, if you killed him.
Well I did kill him.
There you go. And it's out.
So don't be ashamed.
Víťa, you will write it down, right?
-Oh well, sure. -Good morning.
-Greetings, greetings, greetings
You know my friend.
You don't need this for a woman
You have to carve a woman up.
You could sell you wisdom
about women through print.
-But aren't you on-call?
-I am.
-So why aren't you picking up
the phone? -I told him so.
Go to Karlín. A similar beauty
is waiting for you there.
Except that someone already carved her up.
Don't make a mess here.
Guys, go through
all waste bins in this street
and surrounding streets.
You know what we're looking for.
If you find anything
do not touch it, call dispatch.
Get gloves. Go!
Hello, please!
I'm sorry, this cover...
Be careful.
You damaged it.
Supposedly it's a woman
without arms and legs.
-Have you got anything?
-Fine homeless guy, he's aware.
He said the bins are emptied
on Friday, that's tomorrow, so we're lucky
Except for the torso
there are also knickers. Teared.
-What's up?
-Guys found something.
-Hey boys.
-Hey.
Oh my god! Close it.
Get a dispatch and a pathologist.
And close it all down.
Boys, come here immediately!
We're in the nearby street. Come quick!
Why did he put the body into a container
and head, legs and arms here?
Think. He only put here
as much as could fit here.
and took the body
to the container.
-So you think he started here?
-It looks like it.
What does a guy
who does such a pigshit?
We could be surprised.
Maybe he looks like me or you.
You would be capable of cutting a woman?
You cannot think
like that.
What would you do
if you had to rid of the body?
-I would bury it.
-Where? Here? It's all concrete here.
-So I would load her up.
-Into?
Wait. That means,
the culprit probably doesn't have a car.
Also it's all one-way here.
And even if he had a car,
why would he bring her here?
And he likely won't even have any friend
who would help him with this.
-Meaning? -That he was bringing it here
in his own hands, alone, on foot.
Meaning?
Meaning that the lunatic
may easily live somewhere here.
Exactly.
It looks like it.
I will drive to the local station,
print out a pile of photos
give it to the guys and we walk around.
Perhaps someone will recognize her here.
Okay, Petr. Do it.
Hey, doctor!
What does it look like down there?
One thing is clear.
She didn't do it to herself.
You don't say. That surprises me.
The question is how long it has been in the bin.
and where it's been before.
It can be about five days old.
Maybe a week.
Man, I think you're doing something wrong.
-Why?
-You have a supervisor here.
Oh my god, Korejs.
Hey!
-Hi. What are you doing here?
-Hi.
-I just came to take a look.
-Aha. Thanks.
-Have you identified her yet?
-Not yet, but the boys are running around.
Hey, come here! Run through their IDs
and show them the photo of the head.
-Perhaps they will recognize their missus.
-Will do.
That would be funny,
if the murderer was looking at us from somewhere.
Like that blockhead.
-Good afternoon, miss.
-Good afternoon.
-Ew, that's awful.
-Yeah, it's not nice.
I don't know. Really, I don't.
No, I'm sorry, I never saw her.
-Do you recognize her?
-Ew!
No I don't.
And I live here since my childhood.
You were my last chance.
A report of a woman torso was made this afternoon.
-The kindergarten is tiring.
-I have no childcare.
Both dads have a deadline
and the mum can't do it.
The case was taken over by
the head of 1st department, Josef Korejs.
-Do you have your own findings?
-Yes. She was killed a week ago.
-Do you know when did she die?
-No comment.
It is a young woman,
aged 20 to 30 years.
Black hair.
Her body was wrapped in a blanket.
It's an older woolen blanket.
Technicians found some hair on it,
maybe from a dog, we don't know yet.
Remember it.
-Do we have any other clothes
other than the cut knickers? -No
-A bra, t-shirt?
-Unfortunately, no.
But if he cut it, I mean
the clothing, when she was still alive
we have a reason to believe,
there was a sexual motive.
That is if she was raped.
That was certainly a deviant.
Otherwise he wouldn't damage the knickers.
Maybe he just
couldn't take them off, you know?
Have you identified her?
I visited tenants in the area,
but nobody recognized her.
-Missing persons?
-Doesn't look like one.
It was in the TV. If someone is
missing her, they'll tell us.
Since you mentioned there, how come
there was time of death in the TV?
Don't look at me.
I didn't talk to the journalists.
You should've watched the TV yesterday.
Everything was there.
-Not everything. Did he rape her?
-Hard to tell. No semen was found.
Shattering fracture
of the left part of her forehead.
The fracture line continues
to the right side of her forehead,
bruising of her left
frontal lobe a that's it.
-And? -The murderer just hit her hard
once, maybe twice.
Or she hit something while falling.
What's interesting, is that
the cutting was done by knife
and quite professionally.
Maybe one of your colleagues did it.
There are other professions.
Butcher, hunter, vet,
glasscutter, a skillful handyman.
That's everyone in this country.
We had the head for a day.
We cannot wait forever.
So we take pictures and give it
to the PR department, to give it to the press.
-What's up with you again? -Oh man,
my missus returned from a spa break,
I wanted to make her happy,
painted the kitchen red.
They said it increases appetite,
in the radio.
She scolded me like a dog.
-Hi.
-Hey.
Oh my god, what is this again?
Come here!
Alright, I'm coming.
-What is this?
-It became blocked somehow?
How blocked? How "it became" blocked?
You blocked it.
Jesus Christ! Can you not
put your hair somewhere else?
-It's horrible.
-I will make schnitzels then.
-Make it then.
-I will download the recipe.
-Hi Víťa.
-Hi.
-What are you doing here? It's Saturday.
-Well...
Has anyone recognized your victim?
No-one did, right, you joker?
-Maybe she's a foreigner.
-Aha.
-Did you filter out the perverts for me?
-Of course, look.
This one is most interesting. Playboy
-You are kidding me, aren't you?
-His nickname is Playboy.
Look at what women he raped.
One is 68,
next 73.
Here's his assessment.
He was being treated for gerontophilia.
Our girl is barely twenty.
-Maybe it just came to him.
-Speaking from your own experience?
Put him to the bottom
and find me some more hopeful ones.
Czech Police,
regional department. How can I help?
Good morning.
I'm here because of this.
-I'm picking up a witness, which recognized her.
-Really? That's amazing.
-He lived with the carved one in the same street,
where we found the body. -Who is it?
-Workman, 23 years old. Works at a construction site.
-Perfect.
-He lived at the girl's as a tenant.
-Did he date her?
-No. He has a different girl. In a Youth Centre.
-Aha. -Come with me/
I can't. I have to go to a meeting and write
a message for the Prosecutor's Office
-Her name was Alžběta Vránová.
-That's great, thanks.
Are you sure it is her?
Yeah.
-Do you have any picture of her?
-I do.
Aren't you mistaken?
This is some kind of blond girl
-Well she colored her hair.
-I see. And when did she do it?
-The last night before she disappeared.
-Aha.
Let's go. Come with me.
-When did you last see her?
-Last Monday.
I was celebrating my birthday,
so I invited her to the pub.
Except that she came from work, saying that
she's tired and doesn't want to go anywhere.
That was 19:50,
the sport news were on.
And then?
Then?
I went to celebrate my birthday
and then my friend came to sleep over.
And she wasn't home anymore.
I called her,
she was unavailable.
Hang on. And you didn't
miss her the whole week?
Well, she would sometimes get up
and just leave.
Thank you.
Well and then I just noticed
the picture in the newspaper, so I thought...
One of the guys brought it
on Sunday to the construction site.
It was at the toilet.
-So let's write it down. I'm Petr.
-Láďa.
-Good morning.
-Greetings.
Please.
Didn't she confide to you,
that she had troubles with someone?
Someone who lives near you and
has a relationship with her could do it.
She just used to say that some kind of
pervert was stalking her.
Aha.
-Do you know him? -I don't. She didn't say
anything specific about him.
-Can you give me the keys from your flat?
-Yes.
We'd like to look
through her stuff, you know?
I just need to go to work
and I have not eaten anything yet.
That's alright. I'll excuse you at work.
Pop somewhere for a lunch in the meantime
and we will meet at 4
in front of your house, ok?
-Ok then.
-Fine Láďa, thanks. -Same.
-If you think so. -Man,
thank goodness she had a tenant.
What a luck.
Otherwise we'd be completely screwed.
Beware!
I did a carved girl twice.
The perpetrator was always the one,
who reported it first.
You think this is what a
Karlín Ripper looks like, do you?
What do you think he's suppose to look like? What
did the London Ripper look like according to you?
It's a pity you didn't investigate it
back then in London.
They solved it.
He's dumb.
Do you have a lot of work?
So that Mr. Historian here sees,
that we respect age,
I will visit your friend,
which Láďa drank with. -Thanks.
Before they speak with each other.
Would he really carve up a girl
and then invite his friend into the flat?
-It's in the back.
-Thanks. -No problem.
-Hi. Mr. Frič?
-Yes. What's up?
The Czech Police, captain
Pražák. Can I talk to you for a moment?
-What is going on?
-Do you know Ladislav Zárybnický?
I do, yeah.
What did you do last Monday
at about 8 pm?
-I was with Láďa in a pub.
-Which one?
-Na Palouku.
-Can he turn it off for a moment?
-Venca! -What?
-Give it break for a moment. -Sure, boss.
-Where did you go from the pub?
-Well, to his home.
-What time did you arrive?
-I don't know. I was drunk.
Probably after midnight.
Láďa said I can sleep over,
if his landlady won't be there.
-And was she? -She wasn't.
-And how did Láďa behave?
-Normal, just like anyone who celebrates.
He puked. You know that, don't you?
-Mrs. Vránová?
-Please.
Captain Anděl, criminal investigation.
Mrs. Vránová.
Would you like a lift home, Mrs. Vránová?
Alžběta...
Did she have a problem with men?
Hm. He was beating her.
The last one was beating her.
And do you know his name?
He worked as a glass-cutter.
Will you catch him?
Yes.
Come, I'll give you a lift.
Brendy. Where did you put Brendy?
-Whom?
-Her dog.
Who's taking care of him and feed him?
Hold on. Alžběta had a dog?
Yep, Brendy.
A small furry dog.
So the notifier can be involved in it.
I am sorry but the victim's mother
is only praising him.
He's a superb boy, supposedly.
Then why did you not mention the dog?
She dated an aggressive arsehole.
Do you know what he does?
You did the Hojer case, right?
Five murders, he cut some victims
and he was what?
-Well, murder.
Glass-cutter. And this guy is?
Glass-cutter.
What's up, gents? Generational conflict?
Come here!
This is the Kobylisy
gun case from last week.
Didn't you write a wrong name of the witness into the report by accident?
-Come on...
-You have such a mess here.
So I was thinking about that glass-cutter of yours.
Whoever killed that girl,
can you rule out that they didn't also
carve her up in her flat?
-Well it is possible.
-Maybe someone visited her, when
Láďa was in the pub. -There you go.
-Get the technicians and do an investigation there. -Yes.
And check her clothes.
She obviously didn't leave just with her knickers.
And thank you for valuable advice, major.
-What would you do in his place?
-I would hunt down the glass-cutter hard.
When I did the Hojer case,
I was his age.
-Those days. -Please,
just don't be sentimental.
You better tidy up here. It's a mess.
It won't come back.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Hi.
Oh man, what kind of moron tightened it so much?
If only I could catch him.
-Nothing.
-Hm.
You don't have to take a lot.
Just for 2-3 nights.
But it will be better if
we have it for ourselves for a while, you know?
Hm.
btw, Láďa,
when you returned home
after the party with your friend,
did you notice
any difference here?
For example has the position of the furniture,
changed?
-Chair, sofa, nothing?
-No.
And no valuables were lost?
I don't think so, really.
Do you have any idea what she could've been wearing
when she left?
Why did you not tell me,
that Alžběta had a dog?
Oh, yeah! Well then he must have
gone out with her probably.
-Hm. -Well, when you find out they killed her, right,
I was completely...
-Did you not miss the dog?
You don't happen to have
anything to do with the murder, do you?
To my mum's death.
-The siphon is clear.
-Fine. Put it back there.
Alžběta dated a guy
Do you know him?
The picture on the wall is from him.
Filip. But I don't know his surname.
Not even what he looked like.
-You never saw him? -What I was here
they went to his.
-Aha. And where?
-That I don't know, unfortunately.
-Hm. So we will lock it here.
-Sure, okay.
Láďa?
Damn it!
-Thanks.
-Well. -Embarrassing, isn't it?
It's okay.
-What's the status?
-Nothing. Clear.
Do you have a moment?
-Hi.
-Hi.
-What's up? -Anděl is leading
the investigation in his own way.
He's following just one lead.
Well, the glass-cutter.
When there's many more leads.
The deviant for example.
He happens to live in the same street
where the head was found.
What if you have gone out to the field?
You will solve it and you'll be famous.
No. That wouldn't be fair. He would think
I'm stepping on his toes.
You're right, leave it to me.
Hang on, don't be silly. I've had enough.
-You don't say, you don't say. Will you open it?
-Yep.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
-Do you know him?
-That's her guy, isn't it?
He's smiling here.
I'm really surprised,
because usually he just yelled at her.
-Was she ever arguing with Láďa?
No, Láďa is nice
Láďa is very nice.
That is why I entrust him my little one.
I wouldn't entrust her to just anyone.
And when did he last babysit her?
I don't know. When did you walk around here?
Was it Thursday?
-Hm.
-Then it was the day before.
Wednesday. It was definitely
Wednesday, because I went to the cinema.
I rang Alžběta's bell,
to ask if she can babysit her,
and Láďa said, she has left.
But that wasn't anything out of ordinary,
because she was completely nuts.
Drove around festivals.
She'd pack herself and be gone for 3 days.
-You really don't know her name?
-No.
-Or where he lives?
-No. -Or where he works?
That I do know!
I know she was visiting him at Prosek.
And she mentioned the guy has it good
because it's just a short walk to work.
There you go. And we'll be just
talking all the time?
Wait. That's embarrassing.
-What are you doing? -I forgot,
I have a meeting. -What?
-Damn.
-Hang on! You didn't even finish your drink.
I really have to go.
I'll be in touch.
Bye!
Hi, Andrejka!
-Péťa came.
-Well, come in then. -Hi!
Hi.
-Don't take it too seriously.
-Stop it.
-Come here.
-Wait! Silence!
I'll have to take it through the Prosecutor's office and the court.
I will request call logs
of the victim's phone.
We have a hot lead on the perpetrator.
Unidentified, so far.
I'll search for him
around glass-cutters.
By car? In this state?
Please, take someone else with you.
Have you checked the deviant?
Since you're hunting down a glass-cutter, you know?
As far as I know we have the knowledge.
If you have too much on your plate
someone can interrogate him for you.
Víťa for example.
Alright.
Thanks, bye.
-How did it go?
-Nobody like that works here.
Damn it!
Záhornická is next, come.
Thank you!
He works here but he didn't turn up
for over a week.
Some money were lost,
about one thousand from the till, it was already reported.
-This is where he's supposed to live.
-Hurry up then. -Let's go.
-Do you know where it is?
-No.
Stop, you shit!
-Don't move!
-Ahh!
Hurry up!
-Fuck off!
-Shut up!
Get up!
Where did you get the money from?
I'm telling you I only borrowed the money at work.
Basically I'm screwed.
I owe to the wrong kind of people.
I thought you are one of them.
That is why I was running.
So let's sum it up, shall we? We've been here for 3 hours and I sense,
we have not gotten anywhere.
So you date a girl for over two months.
You claim how much you love her.
She gets lost last week,
and you are completely chilled.
You don't call her, look for her or ask for her
around. You don't care at all.
-I do care.
She turned off her phone
and I do not have number of any of her acquaintances.
-You didn't look for her at home? -I did, last Tuesday.
I rang the bell, she wasn't home.
Do you not watch TV?
Do you not know what was found there?
-I have my own things to deal with. -Fine.
When you were looking for her home on Tuesday,
you have to know what you did the night before. -I was in Trafáč.
-Where? -In Trafáč.
-That's a club, I know.
What about her tenant?
Wasn't he annoying you a little?
Everyone says you're a cunt and people love him.
You love that girl and you let him live with her?
Is it not embarrassing?
Are you not even jealous?
Do you not find it weird they shared shower, toilet. Wasn't that annoying you?
She didn't live with him.
He's a tenant.
Tenant! Dude!
Yep, come here.
Open!
-Greetings.
-Greetings. What's up?
Do you remember if this guy was here last Monday?
-Last Monday?
-Yep. -Why?
Come!
Face the wall!
Are you kidding us? They were closed on Monday, for checking the statics.
You will likely have a big problem,
so take everything out of your pockets
and hurry upj!
-What? -Well, hurry up!
Hurry up, move!
So you were ringing her bell on Tuesday, were you?
Where is this key from?
-Where did you get it?
-I don't even know I have it.
She gave it to me herself so I can come any time,
to prove
that she has nothing with the tenant.
I never used it.
Okay. Let's have a third round.
You came to see her Monday evening.
You come, she says
she will celebrate birthday
with the amazing tenant, so you slap her. And so what?
-Are you crazy? -Come on, where the fuck were you? And truth!
Don't fuck with me! If I end up running somewhere because of you again...
-I was looking for money the whole night.
-Did you not sleep at all?
Yes. At one girl's. Kind of a wreck.
Isn't dumb to lie like this?
You think anyone will trust you?
Alright, I was at her's
I was in that flat.
I came during the night,
asking for money.
Two drunks were sleeping there
she was not there, so I left.
Just lock me up, I don't care anymore.
Wallet.
Turn left. Turn left.
-Do you think he has the girlfriend?
-He just couldn't come up with better alibi.
Maybe, but if he doesn't confess, it's not enough.
What, not enough? Did he not confess?
He's got keys from her flat.
He admitted he was there.
And he can definitely use knife, can't he?
This is enough for detention but hardly for prosecution.
But it is about detention, isn't it?
He's already on the edge.
Let him stew and he'll remember, you'll see!
And prosecutor's office will surely approve the detention.
Maybe they will.
-Forget it.
-Doctor, please...
he admitted to beating her, he has keys from her flat, no alibi, he stole.
Well then go to the regional office and lock him up for the theft.
-That wasn't even a grand.
-So you can't lock him up for a theft,
and you want to do it for murder?
Look, you can summon him
any time, can you not? The flat was secured, you took his keys.
And you'll make sure he doesn't flee.
-He lied about where he stayed.
-That doesn't change anything,
about the fact you're meant to inform me sooner.
And use detention notice to those
who you have some evidence on.
I take it to the court.
-I will go nuts from her. -I told you so. She didn't sign it.
Has the prosecutor gone completely crazy, or what?
We release him, he recovers and we're screwed.
Forgive me for interrupting, gents.
but you're still dealing with the glass-cutter
but have you checked the dog at all?
Of course. Whoever reports the carved victim is the perpetrator, right?
-I don't care about the one who reporter her.
-What do you mean?
-I like animals.
-And so what?
Well I'd be interested to know what happened to the dog.
Maybe he's carved up somewhere too.
When was he brought here, again?
About a week ago.
They brought him last Thursday. He was not chipped, so we didn't know who he belongs to.
He's not eating.
Brendy!
-He's called Brendy. Brendy!
-That could be him, couldn't it?
-Do you know where did they collect him?
-Let me check the records.
So the dog was found tethered to a lamp post, street no. 35.
30 meters from the victim's flat.
50 meters from the container.
At 8:30am on Thursday.
Nobody around, the dog was alone.
So he had to be there since the night.
The glass-cutter does have keys from her flat,
but if he carved her on Monday night, when she disappeared,
then why would the dog appear there only on Wednesday?
Where was he for the whole two days?
-And what about Víťa's guy?
-That Morkes?
-Him. He lives somewhere around there. -Hm.
So the dog could've been at his place.
Do you know anything yet?
Mrs. Vránová,
I need you to take a look.
It is necessary, trust me.
Otherwise we can't catch him.
Do you recognize anything?
The blanket, that could've been grandmother's.
And the bag, I bought it for her birthday.
She liked to go to gigs.
Are you sure?
Good morning, Mr. Morkes.
Lieutenant Sršeň. Murders.
That's okay. Thank you, thank you!
-You went into a fight, right?
-No.
What did you do on Thursday?
I was home.
Well, let me remind you.
Glass, beer, street.
-Wasn't I in the pub?
-Yes. And you were watching
a container which you put big things into
how police officers are pulling an oddly big thing out of, right?
What were you doing 3 days before that?
-I don't know.
-Well, let me remind you again.
A knife, blood, cutting.
I did the math. The flat of hers was entirely empty overnight from Monday to Tuesday
at least 5 hours. -To carve her up, wrap her in her blanket
and put her into a bag, he had enough time.
But you are right. It's strange that he wasn't afraid the tenant would be there.
It is really strange.
Perhaps we'll find something on the bag or the blanket.
-Hi.
-What's up? Have you gone to see the deviant?
-I did. -And did you talk to him?
-Yep. He was at a surgery.
-Show me!
-They pulled screws out of his arm.
Aha. So the dog was not at Morkes'.
So we're only left with the house.
We have to go back to the flat, gents.
-The guys have gone through everything already.
-I will join you and we'll take a geneticist.
I have a feeling the murderer was certainly there.
And maybe he left something he isn't aware of.
Guys, it's right from the passageway.
-Make sure to check the siphon under the bathtub!
-I did it last time.
-Then do it again.
-For fucks sake, it's completely clean.
Damn!
I'll take a look at something.
When you're done, help him with the kitchen, will you?
Sure.
-What's up?
-Clean.
That's strange. Petr, come here!
Have you ever cleaned a siphon at any woman's place or do you just sleep over at theirs?
This lady had hair up to her shoulders.
Gents, this siphon is a brand new one.
Let's take it to the lab.
Hi! They said you caught him in the TV. Was it Horáček?
-Please, not now!
-Please! I have never seen it.
Wow, Láďa made it in time?
Come here!
What did you say?
What did you say? He made what?
-The wallpapers.
-Who? -Well, Láďa.
-What's up with the wallpapers? -He started on Wednesday and they're all done already.
He was doing it while baby sitting my girl.
Look! That takes effort.
And this wasn't here either. He is quite quick, cool chap.
-Thank you. -I wasn't expecting he'd be so quick. -Out!
-Not you. -Wait!
Petr, will you come for coffee someday?
You know where to ring the bell.
So my friend, we'll come back to your Láďa.
-That's nonsense. -You'll visit the construction site and ask all his colleagues.
And don't forget about the girl from the youth centre.
-He swore to his mum's death.
-Then that's where we'll begin.
I'd be interested to know if she's still alive.
-Good morning.
-How can I help you?
-Mrs. Zárybnická?
-Yes.
Criminal police.
Can I talk to you for a moment, please?
-Come in.
-Thanks.
He was never a troublemaker but struggled at school
so he trained to be a locksmith.
Do you know his landlady died?
Yes. Láďa said it was a murder.
Really?
-Is this his room?
-Hm.
-May I?
-Of course, please.
He's got a few things here.
Hang on, let me show you something.
He did all this when he was 14 years old.
Well!
He is skilled.
-With knife.
-Hm.
What did Láďa tell you about the landlady?
Look, I don't care about any landlady.
We have to work.
And we work for Láďa too.
He slept here in the hut, woke up in the morning
and said
he's taking leave
because he's psyched-out. Idiot.
-You know her, do you? -Yes. Láďa was showing her to us whole last Saturday.
-Láďa?
-Yep.
-How was he showing her to you?
-Well, in the newspaper.
He said there's a deviant raging in Prague or something.
-So you do know who I'm talking about?
-No. There was no name in the newspaper.
-Wait a sec? So Láďa didn't tell you he knows her? -No.
Do you not mind your boyfriend lives at another girl's place?
But he is loyal to me.
He promised he'll marry me.
At least he wrote it to me,
in a letter.
-He sends you letters?
-Well, plenty.
Show me those.
-You will be moving, then?
-We will.
Aha. I will stop by on Thursday and if they let you out, we can have "yce" cream.
P.S. I have two "messagis".
A bad one, which I'll tell you in person.
And a good one: We have a flat.
Well!
So two things are certain.
He won't be a grammar teacher,
but he could be our culprit.
Oh my god, Petr! Just think!
Imagine you have a flat.
-And what? -You want to earn some money
and look for a tenant.
I rent one room.
You leave for a week
and I start to change the flat, just once you leave.
I'll begin to treat it like my own.
And also I bring my friends there.
-What about traces? -The lab has not finished evaluating everything yet,
but there likely won't be much.
The problem is that Láďa lives there,
so we won't catch him on traces.
We only have one chance.
Which is that the murderer will confess.
Petr, will you try Láďa?
If you don't feel like it,
Václav will talk to him.
Well, if he is the perpetrator, he should confess to Petr.
Exactly.
But we can help him.
-Hey. -Hey.
-We will sit here today, okay?
You look different today.
Because things don't add up around you and Alžběta.
Someone kills her, carves her up, wraps her in her blanket,
saves parts of her into her bag. And you?
You celebrate your birthday.
And take a friend into your flat.
How did you know Alžběta won't be there?
If only the murderer would have known at the time?
Well, no, that...
You do the wallpapers, the table
Then you write a letter with the good news.
What new flat?
Again, your certainty that Alžběta isn't coming back, is it?
And what did you fill it up with that you had to change it?
And what about her dog? Where is he?
She took him with her.
-You don't know, you really don't know?
-No.
Imagine that some kind of cunt tethered him to a lamp post on Wednesday.
And didn't even leave him any water, bastard.
-You still claim that Alžběta took him with her? - Yes
Yes? Your last word?
And what if we bring your friend here?
That Frič.
The one you had drinks with.
What if he confirms, that he saw the dog on Monday night
in your flat?
Can you explain that? Can you?
Look, you have last chance.
Last chance,
because I'll change the tone in a moment. Do you understand?
Can you explain that?
Come on, just spill the beans!
You really think I'm so stupid?
Frič already confirmed the dog.
Do you hear me?
I didn't want to. I didn't want to.
I, I ...
Well?
How did it happen?
It was her fault.
I didn't want to.
She wasn't paying attention to me, as a man.
She would rather be beaten and robbed from that moron.
When I would do all the best for her.
Well he's right.
The last thing he did
was that he threw her into a bin.
-Please, continue.
-We were arguing through the door.
As I was angry,
I opened the door.
She stood there, yelled and slapped me.
So I slapped her back.
As a man.
She fell down.
She broke her head.
She was rattling.
So I hit her once more.
And then...
It was clear to me,
that it's fucked up.
Then I put her into the bathtub,
I showered the body,
put it into the blanket
and into the couch.
So Frič slept on a dead body.
That's bombastic.
I went to work as usual on Tuesday.
What about him? To a shelter?
My neighbor asked me for for baby sitting on Wednesday.
We will give him to the mother of the girl.
She'll have a memory.
She doesn't want him. She has a flat full of cats.
The girl kept jumping on the couch.
I was worried that it is starting to smell.
So what about you? We can't eat you.
Also Brendy was still sniffing it.
She's more sensitive than the murderer.
So I tied him outside to the lamp post.
I had a shot
and went...
to carve her
When the pictures were released to the newspaper
I became worried
that if I don't report it, I will be suspicious
I didn't know I would be the only one who reports her.
Well, well.
A reporter, a perpetrator.
I took the bags on Thursday morning.
put the head
and other parts inside
and then I...
then I threw it here.
Show us how you threw it.
Throw the bag into the bin
exactly how you did it.
-What did you do with the body?
-Threw away.
Where did you throw away the body?
Where?
There.
Where?
Into a container.
It's a little too late for pity.
-You swore to the death of your mother.
-She's not my mother.
She's my mummy.
My mummy adopted me.
The one you talked to.
My mother put me into an infant care centre when I was born.
She can die.
Subtitles: Jaroslav Švagr
Czech TV 2014
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This case was investigated by the 1st department
of the Prague Crime Investigation Service.
The objective element of the crimes
and the manner of detecting them are authentic.
This is Lima 78. We are in
Karlín. It appears to be a murder.
We need dispatch.
Someone from the 1st department.
I don't want to! Leave me alone!
I have new pants.
-Calm down and go. Damn it!
-I don't want to go there!
I don't want to go there.
-Martin! Hi!
-Hi.
-What's going on?
-Remember the homeless guy
with knife in his back
near Hostivar dam last week?
This is his fiancee.
-You took her by tram?
-Dude, just smell her.
-No way we can take her by car.
-Has she spilled the beans yet?
Yes. That she popped out for brandy a when she
returned, he was already stabbed.
So she got scared and ran away. Supposedly.
-Would you like to interrogate her?
-Yes.
Interrogation? In my old days
these used to confess on the pavement.
Sure, Vašek. Back in your days,
when you went to Vienna, you had to
cut through the wires. Marťas,
lend her to me. I'll talk to her.
What do you mean borrow? She's mine. I wasn't
chasing her all night like crazy,
so she would confess to someone else.
I will yell at her and sorted.
Just chill.
Even though it doesn't look that way,
she is still a woman.
-She's mine! -Mate, have a coffee,
sandwich and give me five minutes.
You will be surprised.
Guys, hold on.
Please, my dear.
Have a seat.
Wait! Not on this one,
that's broken. Have a sit here.
Wait, wait, wait!
This is my chair!
Just chill Víťa, chill.
You will clean it later, won't you?
-So put some newspaper under her.
-I thought you like cleaning. Cup of tea?
Yes!
-Spoon, there we go.
-And sugar? -Sugar.
Good one. Mint.
Petr, the phone!
-Would you like a sweet?
-I like these the most. -Me too.
-And do you like flowers?
-Hm.
And what about your husband, did he bring you flowers?
What? If I had such a beautiful
and kind woman,
I would be buying her flowers all the time.
-Petr, phone!
But he did get you a flower
for you birthday, did he?
What? That's impossible.
We lived together for five years
and he never bothered.
-He must have been a bastard.
-He was a bastard.
Every court in the world
would have to free you, if you killed him.
Well I did kill him.
There you go. And it's out.
So don't be ashamed.
Víťa, you will write it down, right?
-Oh well, sure. -Good morning.
-Greetings, greetings, greetings
You know my friend.
You don't need this for a woman
You have to carve a woman up.
You could sell you wisdom
about women through print.
-But aren't you on-call?
-I am.
-So why aren't you picking up
the phone? -I told him so.
Go to Karlín. A similar beauty
is waiting for you there.
Except that someone already carved her up.
Don't make a mess here.
Guys, go through
all waste bins in this street
and surrounding streets.
You know what we're looking for.
If you find anything
do not touch it, call dispatch.
Get gloves. Go!
Hello, please!
I'm sorry, this cover...
Be careful.
You damaged it.
Supposedly it's a woman
without arms and legs.
-Have you got anything?
-Fine homeless guy, he's aware.
He said the bins are emptied
on Friday, that's tomorrow, so we're lucky
Except for the torso
there are also knickers. Teared.
-What's up?
-Guys found something.
-Hey boys.
-Hey.
Oh my god! Close it.
Get a dispatch and a pathologist.
And close it all down.
Boys, come here immediately!
We're in the nearby street. Come quick!
Why did he put the body into a container
and head, legs and arms here?
Think. He only put here
as much as could fit here.
and took the body
to the container.
-So you think he started here?
-It looks like it.
What does a guy
who does such a pigshit?
We could be surprised.
Maybe he looks like me or you.
You would be capable of cutting a woman?
You cannot think
like that.
What would you do
if you had to rid of the body?
-I would bury it.
-Where? Here? It's all concrete here.
-So I would load her up.
-Into?
Wait. That means,
the culprit probably doesn't have a car.
Also it's all one-way here.
And even if he had a car,
why would he bring her here?
And he likely won't even have any friend
who would help him with this.
-Meaning? -That he was bringing it here
in his own hands, alone, on foot.
Meaning?
Meaning that the lunatic
may easily live somewhere here.
Exactly.
It looks like it.
I will drive to the local station,
print out a pile of photos
give it to the guys and we walk around.
Perhaps someone will recognize her here.
Okay, Petr. Do it.
Hey, doctor!
What does it look like down there?
One thing is clear.
She didn't do it to herself.
You don't say. That surprises me.
The question is how long it has been in the bin.
and where it's been before.
It can be about five days old.
Maybe a week.
Man, I think you're doing something wrong.
-Why?
-You have a supervisor here.
Oh my god, Korejs.
Hey!
-Hi. What are you doing here?
-Hi.
-I just came to take a look.
-Aha. Thanks.
-Have you identified her yet?
-Not yet, but the boys are running around.
Hey, come here! Run through their IDs
and show them the photo of the head.
-Perhaps they will recognize their missus.
-Will do.
That would be funny,
if the murderer was looking at us from somewhere.
Like that blockhead.
-Good afternoon, miss.
-Good afternoon.
-Ew, that's awful.
-Yeah, it's not nice.
I don't know. Really, I don't.
No, I'm sorry, I never saw her.
-Do you recognize her?
-Ew!
No I don't.
And I live here since my childhood.
You were my last chance.
A report of a woman torso was made this afternoon.
-The kindergarten is tiring.
-I have no childcare.
Both dads have a deadline
and the mum can't do it.
The case was taken over by
the head of 1st department, Josef Korejs.
-Do you have your own findings?
-Yes. She was killed a week ago.
-Do you know when did she die?
-No comment.
It is a young woman,
aged 20 to 30 years.
Black hair.
Her body was wrapped in a blanket.
It's an older woolen blanket.
Technicians found some hair on it,
maybe from a dog, we don't know yet.
Remember it.
-Do we have any other clothes
other than the cut knickers? -No
-A bra, t-shirt?
-Unfortunately, no.
But if he cut it, I mean
the clothing, when she was still alive
we have a reason to believe,
there was a sexual motive.
That is if she was raped.
That was certainly a deviant.
Otherwise he wouldn't damage the knickers.
Maybe he just
couldn't take them off, you know?
Have you identified her?
I visited tenants in the area,
but nobody recognized her.
-Missing persons?
-Doesn't look like one.
It was in the TV. If someone is
missing her, they'll tell us.
Since you mentioned there, how come
there was time of death in the TV?
Don't look at me.
I didn't talk to the journalists.
You should've watched the TV yesterday.
Everything was there.
-Not everything. Did he rape her?
-Hard to tell. No semen was found.
Shattering fracture
of the left part of her forehead.
The fracture line continues
to the right side of her forehead,
bruising of her left
frontal lobe a that's it.
-And? -The murderer just hit her hard
once, maybe twice.
Or she hit something while falling.
What's interesting, is that
the cutting was done by knife
and quite professionally.
Maybe one of your colleagues did it.
There are other professions.
Butcher, hunter, vet,
glasscutter, a skillful handyman.
That's everyone in this country.
We had the head for a day.
We cannot wait forever.
So we take pictures and give it
to the PR department, to give it to the press.
-What's up with you again? -Oh man,
my missus returned from a spa break,
I wanted to make her happy,
painted the kitchen red.
They said it increases appetite,
in the radio.
She scolded me like a dog.
-Hi.
-Hey.
Oh my god, what is this again?
Come here!
Alright, I'm coming.
-What is this?
-It became blocked somehow?
How blocked? How "it became" blocked?
You blocked it.
Jesus Christ! Can you not
put your hair somewhere else?
-It's horrible.
-I will make schnitzels then.
-Make it then.
-I will download the recipe.
-Hi Víťa.
-Hi.
-What are you doing here? It's Saturday.
-Well...
Has anyone recognized your victim?
No-one did, right, you joker?
-Maybe she's a foreigner.
-Aha.
-Did you filter out the perverts for me?
-Of course, look.
This one is most interesting. Playboy
-You are kidding me, aren't you?
-His nickname is Playboy.
Look at what women he raped.
One is 68,
next 73.
Here's his assessment.
He was being treated for gerontophilia.
Our girl is barely twenty.
-Maybe it just came to him.
-Speaking from your own experience?
Put him to the bottom
and find me some more hopeful ones.
Czech Police,
regional department. How can I help?
Good morning.
I'm here because of this.
-I'm picking up a witness, which recognized her.
-Really? That's amazing.
-He lived with the carved one in the same street,
where we found the body. -Who is it?
-Workman, 23 years old. Works at a construction site.
-Perfect.
-He lived at the girl's as a tenant.
-Did he date her?
-No. He has a different girl. In a Youth Centre.
-Aha. -Come with me/
I can't. I have to go to a meeting and write
a message for the Prosecutor's Office
-Her name was Alžběta Vránová.
-That's great, thanks.
Are you sure it is her?
Yeah.
-Do you have any picture of her?
-I do.
Aren't you mistaken?
This is some kind of blond girl
-Well she colored her hair.
-I see. And when did she do it?
-The last night before she disappeared.
-Aha.
Let's go. Come with me.
-When did you last see her?
-Last Monday.
I was celebrating my birthday,
so I invited her to the pub.
Except that she came from work, saying that
she's tired and doesn't want to go anywhere.
That was 19:50,
the sport news were on.
And then?
Then?
I went to celebrate my birthday
and then my friend came to sleep over.
And she wasn't home anymore.
I called her,
she was unavailable.
Hang on. And you didn't
miss her the whole week?
Well, she would sometimes get up
and just leave.
Thank you.
Well and then I just noticed
the picture in the newspaper, so I thought...
One of the guys brought it
on Sunday to the construction site.
It was at the toilet.
-So let's write it down. I'm Petr.
-Láďa.
-Good morning.
-Greetings.
Please.
Didn't she confide to you,
that she had troubles with someone?
Someone who lives near you and
has a relationship with her could do it.
She just used to say that some kind of
pervert was stalking her.
Aha.
-Do you know him? -I don't. She didn't say
anything specific about him.
-Can you give me the keys from your flat?
-Yes.
We'd like to look
through her stuff, you know?
I just need to go to work
and I have not eaten anything yet.
That's alright. I'll excuse you at work.
Pop somewhere for a lunch in the meantime
and we will meet at 4
in front of your house, ok?
-Ok then.
-Fine Láďa, thanks. -Same.
-If you think so. -Man,
thank goodness she had a tenant.
What a luck.
Otherwise we'd be completely screwed.
Beware!
I did a carved girl twice.
The perpetrator was always the one,
who reported it first.
You think this is what a
Karlín Ripper looks like, do you?
What do you think he's suppose to look like? What
did the London Ripper look like according to you?
It's a pity you didn't investigate it
back then in London.
They solved it.
He's dumb.
Do you have a lot of work?
So that Mr. Historian here sees,
that we respect age,
I will visit your friend,
which Láďa drank with. -Thanks.
Before they speak with each other.
Would he really carve up a girl
and then invite his friend into the flat?
-It's in the back.
-Thanks. -No problem.
-Hi. Mr. Frič?
-Yes. What's up?
The Czech Police, captain
Pražák. Can I talk to you for a moment?
-What is going on?
-Do you know Ladislav Zárybnický?
I do, yeah.
What did you do last Monday
at about 8 pm?
-I was with Láďa in a pub.
-Which one?
-Na Palouku.
-Can he turn it off for a moment?
-Venca! -What?
-Give it break for a moment. -Sure, boss.
-Where did you go from the pub?
-Well, to his home.
-What time did you arrive?
-I don't know. I was drunk.
Probably after midnight.
Láďa said I can sleep over,
if his landlady won't be there.
-And was she? -She wasn't.
-And how did Láďa behave?
-Normal, just like anyone who celebrates.
He puked. You know that, don't you?
-Mrs. Vránová?
-Please.
Captain Anděl, criminal investigation.
Mrs. Vránová.
Would you like a lift home, Mrs. Vránová?
Alžběta...
Did she have a problem with men?
Hm. He was beating her.
The last one was beating her.
And do you know his name?
He worked as a glass-cutter.
Will you catch him?
Yes.
Come, I'll give you a lift.
Brendy. Where did you put Brendy?
-Whom?
-Her dog.
Who's taking care of him and feed him?
Hold on. Alžběta had a dog?
Yep, Brendy.
A small furry dog.
So the notifier can be involved in it.
I am sorry but the victim's mother
is only praising him.
He's a superb boy, supposedly.
Then why did you not mention the dog?
She dated an aggressive arsehole.
Do you know what he does?
You did the Hojer case, right?
Five murders, he cut some victims
and he was what?
-Well, murder.
Glass-cutter. And this guy is?
Glass-cutter.
What's up, gents? Generational conflict?
Come here!
This is the Kobylisy
gun case from last week.
Didn't you write a wrong name of the witness into the report by accident?
-Come on...
-You have such a mess here.
So I was thinking about that glass-cutter of yours.
Whoever killed that girl,
can you rule out that they didn't also
carve her up in her flat?
-Well it is possible.
-Maybe someone visited her, when
Láďa was in the pub. -There you go.
-Get the technicians and do an investigation there. -Yes.
And check her clothes.
She obviously didn't leave just with her knickers.
And thank you for valuable advice, major.
-What would you do in his place?
-I would hunt down the glass-cutter hard.
When I did the Hojer case,
I was his age.
-Those days. -Please,
just don't be sentimental.
You better tidy up here. It's a mess.
It won't come back.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Hi.
Oh man, what kind of moron tightened it so much?
If only I could catch him.
-Nothing.
-Hm.
You don't have to take a lot.
Just for 2-3 nights.
But it will be better if
we have it for ourselves for a while, you know?
Hm.
btw, Láďa,
when you returned home
after the party with your friend,
did you notice
any difference here?
For example has the position of the furniture,
changed?
-Chair, sofa, nothing?
-No.
And no valuables were lost?
I don't think so, really.
Do you have any idea what she could've been wearing
when she left?
Why did you not tell me,
that Alžběta had a dog?
Oh, yeah! Well then he must have
gone out with her probably.
-Hm. -Well, when you find out they killed her, right,
I was completely...
-Did you not miss the dog?
You don't happen to have
anything to do with the murder, do you?
To my mum's death.
-The siphon is clear.
-Fine. Put it back there.
Alžběta dated a guy
Do you know him?
The picture on the wall is from him.
Filip. But I don't know his surname.
Not even what he looked like.
-You never saw him? -What I was here
they went to his.
-Aha. And where?
-That I don't know, unfortunately.
-Hm. So we will lock it here.
-Sure, okay.
Láďa?
Damn it!
-Thanks.
-Well. -Embarrassing, isn't it?
It's okay.
-What's the status?
-Nothing. Clear.
Do you have a moment?
-Hi.
-Hi.
-What's up? -Anděl is leading
the investigation in his own way.
He's following just one lead.
Well, the glass-cutter.
When there's many more leads.
The deviant for example.
He happens to live in the same street
where the head was found.
What if you have gone out to the field?
You will solve it and you'll be famous.
No. That wouldn't be fair. He would think
I'm stepping on his toes.
You're right, leave it to me.
Hang on, don't be silly. I've had enough.
-You don't say, you don't say. Will you open it?
-Yep.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
-Do you know him?
-That's her guy, isn't it?
He's smiling here.
I'm really surprised,
because usually he just yelled at her.
-Was she ever arguing with Láďa?
No, Láďa is nice
Láďa is very nice.
That is why I entrust him my little one.
I wouldn't entrust her to just anyone.
And when did he last babysit her?
I don't know. When did you walk around here?
Was it Thursday?
-Hm.
-Then it was the day before.
Wednesday. It was definitely
Wednesday, because I went to the cinema.
I rang Alžběta's bell,
to ask if she can babysit her,
and Láďa said, she has left.
But that wasn't anything out of ordinary,
because she was completely nuts.
Drove around festivals.
She'd pack herself and be gone for 3 days.
-You really don't know her name?
-No.
-Or where he lives?
-No. -Or where he works?
That I do know!
I know she was visiting him at Prosek.
And she mentioned the guy has it good
because it's just a short walk to work.
There you go. And we'll be just
talking all the time?
Wait. That's embarrassing.
-What are you doing? -I forgot,
I have a meeting. -What?
-Damn.
-Hang on! You didn't even finish your drink.
I really have to go.
I'll be in touch.
Bye!
Hi, Andrejka!
-Péťa came.
-Well, come in then. -Hi!
Hi.
-Don't take it too seriously.
-Stop it.
-Come here.
-Wait! Silence!
I'll have to take it through the Prosecutor's office and the court.
I will request call logs
of the victim's phone.
We have a hot lead on the perpetrator.
Unidentified, so far.
I'll search for him
around glass-cutters.
By car? In this state?
Please, take someone else with you.
Have you checked the deviant?
Since you're hunting down a glass-cutter, you know?
As far as I know we have the knowledge.
If you have too much on your plate
someone can interrogate him for you.
Víťa for example.
Alright.
Thanks, bye.
-How did it go?
-Nobody like that works here.
Damn it!
Záhornická is next, come.
Thank you!
He works here but he didn't turn up
for over a week.
Some money were lost,
about one thousand from the till, it was already reported.
-This is where he's supposed to live.
-Hurry up then. -Let's go.
-Do you know where it is?
-No.
Stop, you shit!
-Don't move!
-Ahh!
Hurry up!
-Fuck off!
-Shut up!
Get up!
Where did you get the money from?
I'm telling you I only borrowed the money at work.
Basically I'm screwed.
I owe to the wrong kind of people.
I thought you are one of them.
That is why I was running.
So let's sum it up, shall we? We've been here for 3 hours and I sense,
we have not gotten anywhere.
So you date a girl for over two months.
You claim how much you love her.
She gets lost last week,
and you are completely chilled.
You don't call her, look for her or ask for her
around. You don't care at all.
-I do care.
She turned off her phone
and I do not have number of any of her acquaintances.
-You didn't look for her at home? -I did, last Tuesday.
I rang the bell, she wasn't home.
Do you not watch TV?
Do you not know what was found there?
-I have my own things to deal with. -Fine.
When you were looking for her home on Tuesday,
you have to know what you did the night before. -I was in Trafáč.
-Where? -In Trafáč.
-That's a club, I know.
What about her tenant?
Wasn't he annoying you a little?
Everyone says you're a cunt and people love him.
You love that girl and you let him live with her?
Is it not embarrassing?
Are you not even jealous?
Do you not find it weird they shared shower, toilet. Wasn't that annoying you?
She didn't live with him.
He's a tenant.
Tenant! Dude!
Yep, come here.
Open!
-Greetings.
-Greetings. What's up?
Do you remember if this guy was here last Monday?
-Last Monday?
-Yep. -Why?
Come!
Face the wall!
Are you kidding us? They were closed on Monday, for checking the statics.
You will likely have a big problem,
so take everything out of your pockets
and hurry upj!
-What? -Well, hurry up!
Hurry up, move!
So you were ringing her bell on Tuesday, were you?
Where is this key from?
-Where did you get it?
-I don't even know I have it.
She gave it to me herself so I can come any time,
to prove
that she has nothing with the tenant.
I never used it.
Okay. Let's have a third round.
You came to see her Monday evening.
You come, she says
she will celebrate birthday
with the amazing tenant, so you slap her. And so what?
-Are you crazy? -Come on, where the fuck were you? And truth!
Don't fuck with me! If I end up running somewhere because of you again...
-I was looking for money the whole night.
-Did you not sleep at all?
Yes. At one girl's. Kind of a wreck.
Isn't dumb to lie like this?
You think anyone will trust you?
Alright, I was at her's
I was in that flat.
I came during the night,
asking for money.
Two drunks were sleeping there
she was not there, so I left.
Just lock me up, I don't care anymore.
Wallet.
Turn left. Turn left.
-Do you think he has the girlfriend?
-He just couldn't come up with better alibi.
Maybe, but if he doesn't confess, it's not enough.
What, not enough? Did he not confess?
He's got keys from her flat.
He admitted he was there.
And he can definitely use knife, can't he?
This is enough for detention but hardly for prosecution.
But it is about detention, isn't it?
He's already on the edge.
Let him stew and he'll remember, you'll see!
And prosecutor's office will surely approve the detention.
Maybe they will.
-Forget it.
-Doctor, please...
he admitted to beating her, he has keys from her flat, no alibi, he stole.
Well then go to the regional office and lock him up for the theft.
-That wasn't even a grand.
-So you can't lock him up for a theft,
and you want to do it for murder?
Look, you can summon him
any time, can you not? The flat was secured, you took his keys.
And you'll make sure he doesn't flee.
-He lied about where he stayed.
-That doesn't change anything,
about the fact you're meant to inform me sooner.
And use detention notice to those
who you have some evidence on.
I take it to the court.
-I will go nuts from her. -I told you so. She didn't sign it.
Has the prosecutor gone completely crazy, or what?
We release him, he recovers and we're screwed.
Forgive me for interrupting, gents.
but you're still dealing with the glass-cutter
but have you checked the dog at all?
Of course. Whoever reports the carved victim is the perpetrator, right?
-I don't care about the one who reporter her.
-What do you mean?
-I like animals.
-And so what?
Well I'd be interested to know what happened to the dog.
Maybe he's carved up somewhere too.
When was he brought here, again?
About a week ago.
They brought him last Thursday. He was not chipped, so we didn't know who he belongs to.
He's not eating.
Brendy!
-He's called Brendy. Brendy!
-That could be him, couldn't it?
-Do you know where did they collect him?
-Let me check the records.
So the dog was found tethered to a lamp post, street no. 35.
30 meters from the victim's flat.
50 meters from the container.
At 8:30am on Thursday.
Nobody around, the dog was alone.
So he had to be there since the night.
The glass-cutter does have keys from her flat,
but if he carved her on Monday night, when she disappeared,
then why would the dog appear there only on Wednesday?
Where was he for the whole two days?
-And what about Víťa's guy?
-That Morkes?
-Him. He lives somewhere around there. -Hm.
So the dog could've been at his place.
Do you know anything yet?
Mrs. Vránová,
I need you to take a look.
It is necessary, trust me.
Otherwise we can't catch him.
Do you recognize anything?
The blanket, that could've been grandmother's.
And the bag, I bought it for her birthday.
She liked to go to gigs.
Are you sure?
Good morning, Mr. Morkes.
Lieutenant Sršeň. Murders.
That's okay. Thank you, thank you!
-You went into a fight, right?
-No.
What did you do on Thursday?
I was home.
Well, let me remind you.
Glass, beer, street.
-Wasn't I in the pub?
-Yes. And you were watching
a container which you put big things into
how police officers are pulling an oddly big thing out of, right?
What were you doing 3 days before that?
-I don't know.
-Well, let me remind you again.
A knife, blood, cutting.
I did the math. The flat of hers was entirely empty overnight from Monday to Tuesday
at least 5 hours. -To carve her up, wrap her in her blanket
and put her into a bag, he had enough time.
But you are right. It's strange that he wasn't afraid the tenant would be there.
It is really strange.
Perhaps we'll find something on the bag or the blanket.
-Hi.
-What's up? Have you gone to see the deviant?
-I did. -And did you talk to him?
-Yep. He was at a surgery.
-Show me!
-They pulled screws out of his arm.
Aha. So the dog was not at Morkes'.
So we're only left with the house.
We have to go back to the flat, gents.
-The guys have gone through everything already.
-I will join you and we'll take a geneticist.
I have a feeling the murderer was certainly there.
And maybe he left something he isn't aware of.
Guys, it's right from the passageway.
-Make sure to check the siphon under the bathtub!
-I did it last time.
-Then do it again.
-For fucks sake, it's completely clean.
Damn!
I'll take a look at something.
When you're done, help him with the kitchen, will you?
Sure.
-What's up?
-Clean.
That's strange. Petr, come here!
Have you ever cleaned a siphon at any woman's place or do you just sleep over at theirs?
This lady had hair up to her shoulders.
Gents, this siphon is a brand new one.
Let's take it to the lab.
Hi! They said you caught him in the TV. Was it Horáček?
-Please, not now!
-Please! I have never seen it.
Wow, Láďa made it in time?
Come here!
What did you say?
What did you say? He made what?
-The wallpapers.
-Who? -Well, Láďa.
-What's up with the wallpapers? -He started on Wednesday and they're all done already.
He was doing it while baby sitting my girl.
Look! That takes effort.
And this wasn't here either. He is quite quick, cool chap.
-Thank you. -I wasn't expecting he'd be so quick. -Out!
-Not you. -Wait!
Petr, will you come for coffee someday?
You know where to ring the bell.
So my friend, we'll come back to your Láďa.
-That's nonsense. -You'll visit the construction site and ask all his colleagues.
And don't forget about the girl from the youth centre.
-He swore to his mum's death.
-Then that's where we'll begin.
I'd be interested to know if she's still alive.
-Good morning.
-How can I help you?
-Mrs. Zárybnická?
-Yes.
Criminal police.
Can I talk to you for a moment, please?
-Come in.
-Thanks.
He was never a troublemaker but struggled at school
so he trained to be a locksmith.
Do you know his landlady died?
Yes. Láďa said it was a murder.
Really?
-Is this his room?
-Hm.
-May I?
-Of course, please.
He's got a few things here.
Hang on, let me show you something.
He did all this when he was 14 years old.
Well!
He is skilled.
-With knife.
-Hm.
What did Láďa tell you about the landlady?
Look, I don't care about any landlady.
We have to work.
And we work for Láďa too.
He slept here in the hut, woke up in the morning
and said
he's taking leave
because he's psyched-out. Idiot.
-You know her, do you? -Yes. Láďa was showing her to us whole last Saturday.
-Láďa?
-Yep.
-How was he showing her to you?
-Well, in the newspaper.
He said there's a deviant raging in Prague or something.
-So you do know who I'm talking about?
-No. There was no name in the newspaper.
-Wait a sec? So Láďa didn't tell you he knows her? -No.
Do you not mind your boyfriend lives at another girl's place?
But he is loyal to me.
He promised he'll marry me.
At least he wrote it to me,
in a letter.
-He sends you letters?
-Well, plenty.
Show me those.
-You will be moving, then?
-We will.
Aha. I will stop by on Thursday and if they let you out, we can have "yce" cream.
P.S. I have two "messagis".
A bad one, which I'll tell you in person.
And a good one: We have a flat.
Well!
So two things are certain.
He won't be a grammar teacher,
but he could be our culprit.
Oh my god, Petr! Just think!
Imagine you have a flat.
-And what? -You want to earn some money
and look for a tenant.
I rent one room.
You leave for a week
and I start to change the flat, just once you leave.
I'll begin to treat it like my own.
And also I bring my friends there.
-What about traces? -The lab has not finished evaluating everything yet,
but there likely won't be much.
The problem is that Láďa lives there,
so we won't catch him on traces.
We only have one chance.
Which is that the murderer will confess.
Petr, will you try Láďa?
If you don't feel like it,
Václav will talk to him.
Well, if he is the perpetrator, he should confess to Petr.
Exactly.
But we can help him.
-Hey. -Hey.
-We will sit here today, okay?
You look different today.
Because things don't add up around you and Alžběta.
Someone kills her, carves her up, wraps her in her blanket,
saves parts of her into her bag. And you?
You celebrate your birthday.
And take a friend into your flat.
How did you know Alžběta won't be there?
If only the murderer would have known at the time?
Well, no, that...
You do the wallpapers, the table
Then you write a letter with the good news.
What new flat?
Again, your certainty that Alžběta isn't coming back, is it?
And what did you fill it up with that you had to change it?
And what about her dog? Where is he?
She took him with her.
-You don't know, you really don't know?
-No.
Imagine that some kind of cunt tethered him to a lamp post on Wednesday.
And didn't even leave him any water, bastard.
-You still claim that Alžběta took him with her? - Yes
Yes? Your last word?
And what if we bring your friend here?
That Frič.
The one you had drinks with.
What if he confirms, that he saw the dog on Monday night
in your flat?
Can you explain that? Can you?
Look, you have last chance.
Last chance,
because I'll change the tone in a moment. Do you understand?
Can you explain that?
Come on, just spill the beans!
You really think I'm so stupid?
Frič already confirmed the dog.
Do you hear me?
I didn't want to. I didn't want to.
I, I ...
Well?
How did it happen?
It was her fault.
I didn't want to.
She wasn't paying attention to me, as a man.
She would rather be beaten and robbed from that moron.
When I would do all the best for her.
Well he's right.
The last thing he did
was that he threw her into a bin.
-Please, continue.
-We were arguing through the door.
As I was angry,
I opened the door.
She stood there, yelled and slapped me.
So I slapped her back.
As a man.
She fell down.
She broke her head.
She was rattling.
So I hit her once more.
And then...
It was clear to me,
that it's fucked up.
Then I put her into the bathtub,
I showered the body,
put it into the blanket
and into the couch.
So Frič slept on a dead body.
That's bombastic.
I went to work as usual on Tuesday.
What about him? To a shelter?
My neighbor asked me for for baby sitting on Wednesday.
We will give him to the mother of the girl.
She'll have a memory.
She doesn't want him. She has a flat full of cats.
The girl kept jumping on the couch.
I was worried that it is starting to smell.
So what about you? We can't eat you.
Also Brendy was still sniffing it.
She's more sensitive than the murderer.
So I tied him outside to the lamp post.
I had a shot
and went...
to carve her
When the pictures were released to the newspaper
I became worried
that if I don't report it, I will be suspicious
I didn't know I would be the only one who reports her.
Well, well.
A reporter, a perpetrator.
I took the bags on Thursday morning.
put the head
and other parts inside
and then I...
then I threw it here.
Show us how you threw it.
Throw the bag into the bin
exactly how you did it.
-What did you do with the body?
-Threw away.
Where did you throw away the body?
Where?
There.
Where?
Into a container.
It's a little too late for pity.
-You swore to the death of your mother.
-She's not my mother.
She's my mummy.
My mummy adopted me.
The one you talked to.
My mother put me into an infant care centre when I was born.
She can die.
Subtitles: Jaroslav Švagr
Czech TV 2014