Krucjata (2022-2023): Season 1, Episode 13 - Episode #1.13 - full transcript
The police are trying to find Manjaro. Under the influence of police persuasion, Lemuel, Luty and Maks change their front and return to work for Victoria. The police find Manjaro. Manjaro is offered a lucrative job by Kalina, the owner of the house where he lives. Kalina, an inconspicuous pensioner, is the head of an informal holding whose nominal owner was the late Krzysztof Stawiski, Manjaro's biological father. Maria, for the first time since being shot, makes an independent movement - she bends her finger.
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Get out.
Cuff yourself!
Handcuffs, now!
-Put it on.
-Fuck off!
Where is Piotr?
Upstairs.
He’s turning his brother’s room over.
You were right.
He had a spare gun.
You cannot hide anything from me.
Crusade
The Law of Series
Freedom is not given
to a person once and for all.
EPISODE 13
Freedom must be
fought for every day anew.
My crusade kills
and will continue to kill.
Liars die and will die.
Thieves die and will die.
Dealers, bribers, traitors and
transgressors die and will die--
You will read it.
And I will record it.
Look at me.
On me!
Now!
You know that no one will die anymore.
Funny that it was you who said that.
No.
We haven't found him.
We're looking all the time.
We only have a car
abandoned outside the hospital--
Inspector, yes, Louisiana and Leszek
are questioning Manjaro's mother--
Ms. Tokarska.
She had an affair
with Krzysztof Stawiski.
I went to them--
When this woman, Piotr’s mother
saw that I had a baby, Janek, Manjaro,
well, she took her kid
and moved out to her parents--
beyond Poznań.
-And when was that?
-In 1986.
Well, Stawiski even took us in,
but not at his place.
He had a datcha near Otwock.
We stayed there until winter.
And then he kicked us out.
I gave Janek away,
well, and I had my life--
screwed.
Hello.
-Excuse me for a moment.
-Excuse me.
We’ve got the ballistics expertise.
The bullets shot by the hospital
and the one that killed Łukasz
are from the same gun.
Do you know what that means?
No, go ahead.
We need to broadcast it.
He liquidates his puppets
as soon as he no longer needs them.
Let's give it to the media.
His people need to hear it.
Call Mommy.
He craves for media attention.
Good.
He blamed me for breaking the family.
Was it really such a big sin?
I was below 18 and with a kid.
Where was I supposed to go then?
I was poor.
I don't know myself
what I wanted from him.
Maybe money for child support?
Yes.
I wanted him to support Janek.
But he flaked on him.
Krzysztof Stawiski died
over a year ago.
-I told you. He had an accident.
-We are interested in his son.
That house near Otwock
you mentioned, where was it?
Well, near Otwock.
Do you know him?
Of course I do.
Janek is more like his father,
but this one is also--
this is Piotrek.
And near Otwock, where was that?
How did you get there?
There a very long walk
to the railway station.
Józefów--
Has anything happened?
Why did you bother?
Where is Janek?!
Manjaro is working on another case.
That house was a one-story building,
a bungalow, made of brick?
No, just a house in a forest.
Just a datcha.
Was it a long walk?
About half an hour.
A kilometer, approximately.
So where was it?
Well, it's best to ask Piotrek.
We will. Thank you.
Piotrek hurt Janek, right?
-That's why you guys came here.
-No one has hurt anyone. Goodbye.
We know for sure that the same weapon
used to shoot Łukasz B., Bomber,
was used again in the assassination
of the so-called cannibal.
In the criminal world, similar
situations are the norm--
Shooting accomplices,
liquidating people
you were just feasting with yesterday
it occurs daily.
The selector said otherwise.
He said that Łukasz was killed
by the Major's men.
Shall we call?
Call.
Call.
Boss, they sent the billings
of Łukasz, Stawiski, and Lemuel.
The program will collate
the numbers and calls
appearing in one
or two billing records.
-Have we found him?
-Not yet.
Mommy, can I talk to you?
It's all because of
your “march or die”!
If we lose him,
I don't know what I'll do to you.
Louisiana, be careful who you talk to.
Get that general
promotion of yours, huh?
Because you're fucking wasted here!
It will be a spectacular suicide.
You'll shoot yourself
with your own gun.
But before that,
you'll set the house on fire.
I've staged it in such a way
that prosecutor will have no doubts.
What else do you have in mind?
Besides everything,
I want to have a child.
The child is mine.
Maybe yours, maybe not yours.
As your brother, I will be able
to take care of him.
I will raise him to be a decent man.
Did you know that she betrayed you?
She told me about your plans.
I knew your every move.
Did you?
Then why did you want to kill her?
But do you have it?--
Well, get it--
Yes.
The cannibal hid his victim's head
in Krzysztof Stawiski's grave.
Lancer fantasy.
Why did he do that?
He wanted to tie our selector
to cannibalism, to murder.
And he did, Major.
Us, too--
We're in the mix.
We are in no danger. We have friends.
Don't worry about anything, Andrzej.
-What, are you weak in the knees too?
-No.
What's wrong with killing?
Is there anything good in killing?
Killing bad people is good.
We are like doctors.
We remove diseased tissue
to protect healthy tissue.
We?
You mean who?
You and your boys?
We, that is, people
who think about what is.
And what is?
The collapse of civilization.
Don't you see that?
Civil liberty, equality before the law,
social solidarity is a sham!
We are ruled by either clergymen
or communists; they only swap places.
Celebrities, businessmen, politicians.
Attention whores,
greedy for applause, power and money!
They don't give a damn
about ordinary people!
They tell the ordinary people that
anyone can be anything they want.
Bullshit!
People can only do as much as
they graciously allow them to do.
They herd people like chickens.
Anyone who doesn't want that kind
of life ends up in the dumpster.
Did you get dumped in the garbage?
Did it hurt, huh?
It's not about me, Janek.
You didn't kill for
the sake of humanity.
You were killing them for yourself.
Commissioner, smoking
is not allowed here.
Then give me a ticket!
They never called each other.
They didn't write emails,
didn't talk on Skype.
As if they didn't know they existed.
-They had to communicate somehow.
-Stawiski didn't have a business phone.
The son of a businessman
was a nobody in his father's business?
Their relationship wasn't good--
None of his people
had a business phone.
That's why we’re checking
if they ran a company.
-And why would they have one?
-Not why, but what for?
You can register a company phone.
A lot of phones.
If the company cannot be linked
to you, you are covered.
You're not in the register,
you have a virtually anonymous phone.
Any link can be detected.
That's why we assumed
their money mule runs a company.
We are looking for possible mules.
Who can be a money mule?
Someone trustworthy.
That is, someone they trust.
Someone who will not check anything.
Won’t ask about anything--
Father or mother.
Cool?
I didn't kill them for myself.
Check online, see how many people
were pleased by their deaths.
Yes--
Gabriela Pilch.
-The wife who left you.
-She wanted to have a career.
Aimed for the seat of prime minister--
You could say I saved the country.
And Witold Kotarba, the banker
who made you a credit slave.
He ruined not only me.
But in my case it was
extremely effective.
Then you appeared -
because of you
I can't take the inheritance.
I'm sorry.
Law is law.
The law?
And Rostowski--
a drug addict.
Pseudo-sportsman
who depraves the youth.
In any normal country
such people are a margin.
Here they are the elite.
Law?
They laugh at the law
which you represent!
What about Tommy Gajewski?
Did he mess in the dormitory?
Why did you sign up for that?
The Consul stole my thunder.
I wanted to get them all.
Wholesalers of the white death--
There is a place for them
at the bottom of Zegrze.
Don't tell me they didn't deserve it.
They would all be alive
if they hadn't treaded on your toes.
You want clean the world,
start by cleaning your room.
And Klejna?
What did she do to you?
Nothing.
I did it for a friend.
Exchange of services: today I do you
a favor, tomorrow you do me a favor.
You know it.
You are really good.
This whole Crusade exists only
for you and those boys of yours.
Easier to control them, eh?
I had the right to kill the people
who trashed my life.
They destroyed everything
that was sacred to me.
People like you--
You say you had the right to kill?
Piotr--
You are crazy!
You are fucked, do you understand?
Do you think that you and your high
school students will change the world?
Give up, this is the end!
If you give up now, I may even
testify in court that you are a madman.
This is your end, do you understand?
It’s over.
Are you done?
Is there anything more to come?
Excuse me for a moment.
Her name was not van Hanegem!
Her name was Lidia Stępińska.
-But who?
-Lemuel's mother. The Dutch’s.
The spokesman’s.
Listen, we have an entity to check.
Lidia Stępińska is the president
of The Sunburnt Foundation.
Statutory goals—Phone--
There it is. Phones.
Six.
All paid for by public collections.
Brilliant.
All with the same operator.
Check if there was
any logging in this area.
Jozefów, Emów, Otwock.
All of them.
Yesterday they were here somewhere.
And now there's one left.
-Accuracy to within a kilometer?
-More or less.
All right. Processing:
a search truck, beam searchlights.
A platoon of antiterrorists.
Leszek, you come with me, Krysia,
Ula, Mutants, you stay to coordinate.
Any progress?
Ludwik, I want to go.
-Okay, you're coming with us.
-Mommy, you too.
Realization. Go, go!
Well, that's progress.
That was your mother.
An ill-time visit, as usual.
What were you up to?
We have to hurry up, Janek.
You say I'm crazy?
Are you afraid?
We’re on standby.
The map is on your desktop.
39 minutes to your destination.
Make it twenty!
Departure!
Last one.
Why are you so silent?
Am I on my way to an operation
with Germans?
We still don't have the address.
Stawiski's phone is off.
We’ll walk in a line,
with beam searchlight.
We spread,
one hundred and fifty meters.
Ula, far end, I in the center, Leszek
as well, and you - far end to the east.
Mommy to children.
Past the sign,
turn left into the forest.
We’re looking for an old datcha.
Bończyk, what is it?
-There is a lady here, Ms. Tokarska.
-Let me talk to her!
The house is in Emów.
The number used to be 13,
but Krzysztof changed it
to 77.
Thank you.
The address: Emów 77.
Mother to children, Emów 77--
The opposite end—Straight ahead.
Two and eight hundred straight.
Then left into the forest.
A dirt road. Six to seven minutes.
You were in the service
and broke away.
That's why they followed us
and took away investigations.
To cover their tracks.
I wasn't hiding. They could've
taken me down any time.
You probably have something on them.
We have everything we want.
You can't even imagine.
But for you it doesn't matter anymore.
If you kill a policeman, the police
will kill you during the chase.
That's the way it goes.
There won't be any pursuit.
You’ll kill yourself.
With your own gun.
Police! Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
Lie down!
Handcuffs!
Stop struggling!
Get up!
Go!
Guys, what about me!
I am a police officer!
Fuck!
On the ground!
I'm with the police!
Leave him. He's ours!
-The other one!
-Leave him alone!
-Are you okay?
-Do you need a doctor?
I'm fine.
Where is Stawiski?
-What do you mean?
-Where is your brother?
On the ground.
You can pray now. This is the moment.
Well, what is it, boys?
Get in the car! Move.
Now.
Selector, what have you been up to?
You were supposed to form a
special task group, and what you did?
You trained serial killers?
According to your wishes.
No one had such a wish.
-Everything was going well.
-And what--
you made up a fire
as part of the selection?
Set fire to the house
with your people inside!
You made a mistake in recruitment--
I know-- it happens even to the best.
Kamil, a nutcase.
He was the one who set the fire.
Unchain me. I won't kneel
in front of my people.
There aren’t any of your people here.
You murdered establishment people.
Politicians, journalists,
bankers, for what?
You wanted them
to be ready for anything.
I shaped them and trained them.
Were they supposed to sit
at home and play shooters?
-Are you crazy?
-No, I'm not!
Every gun, to be functional,
has to be shot sometimes.
Don't fuck with me, okay?
I trained them to do real work.
Destroying the enemy's living force!
You know that if we were
killing, you'd be dead by now--
Wiktoria, if something happens
to me, you’ll be finished too!
Piotr, nothing will ever happen to me.
You’d better remember that.
Besides, we are friends, right?
Thank you, gentlemen,
on behalf of the service.
The country needs people like you.
At your service, major!
What about him?
You may go.
Here you have your passport,
payment cards.
You'll get your ticket in the mail.
You will change continents.
Visas have just been abolished.
Especially for you.
But there’s no coming back.
America is a big country.
No one will find you.
Thanks.
You'll take a walk, huh?
Think of your health.
Health is what matters, you know.
Do you think he will let go?
No, never.
But we gave him a chance.
Good!
OK, break!
Thanks.
They've escaped.
We won’t find them anymore.
The Intelligence covered them.
There was nothing we could do.
But you found your mother instead.
I found the mother
I wasn't looking for at all.
And you met your brother.
You are like a brother to me.
Is that why you lent me your towel?
Come on!
Last round!
What if the court recognizes me as
the son of the late Krzysztof Stawiski?
You’ll even be able
to take on the name.
Joking aside--?
You will become his heir.
You’ll inherit half of the estate.
What does it mean?
Mr. Janek--
I mean Janek--
Half of the estate
means half of the estate.
There may be claims to shares in
companies or security packages.
But I wouldn't worry about that.
Such claims have to be proven.
Your father, Krzysztof, loved money--
That's why I went to Piotr
when Krzysztof died.
I mean, he died in the accident.
So I'm supposed to inherit half
of Transpol, the multiplex chain,
seventeen hectares
of land in three estates--
You’ll share it with
your brother, Piotr Stawiski.
I went to claim your share, Janek.
After all, you are
as much his son as he is.
Well, isn't that so?
You are.
The moment we prove paternity.
You must sign the application
for legitimation.
Of course--
I will sign this application.
Good decision.
I will sign when the time comes.
You have to mature
to certain decisions in life.
To mature-- is the right word.
Three Polish sailors, Maksymilian
Rusiecki, Lemuel Van Hanegem
and Luty Szymczak, went missing
in the Mediterranean.
The empty yacht was found
by Albanian border guards.
Lemuel, Maks and Luty
were experienced sailors.
But anything could have happened.
They could have drowned
in the course of a dive.
In these areas of the Adriatic
there are drift currents
of unprecedented strength--
No scruples at all.
It's like they're saying: “We hid them
and what are you going to do to us?”
Intelligence--
Ostentation typical of today's
service people.
Unthinkable in our time.
That's you.
You figured it out
a little late, didn't you?
Too late.
Did you really think that my friend
Inspector Parada
recommended you to me by accident?
And that father of yours--
Not only did he not leave a will,
but he also did not deign to inform us
about his second son.
That is, about you.
Us?
Who are you?
It's just us.
You knew my father?
Of course.
You could even say that I created him.
You know, many years ago
I talked to him
exactly the same way
I’m talking to you.
A dummy.
Mr. Manjaro, now you know that
your father was our plenipotentiary.
To put it in vulgar terms,
a money mule.
The fictitious owner
of the real estate.
What do you mean?
Two decades are not enough to make
a fortune for which, in other places,
people work for generations.
Even in Poland.
But I don't want anything from you.
Don't you want your son
to be born healthy?
His mother to come back--?
That, unfortunately,
you cannot promise.
You are not omnipotent.
People talk differently.
I put blanks in your gun.
Well done because
Stawiski didn't realize it.
And I saved your life.
At most, you saved Piotr's life.
I was the one who shot at him.
How will it be?
I understand that we’re
negotiating the terms of my future.
That would be the best.
You’ll leave the police--
Take over your father's empire.
You’ll get twenty, twenty-five
times what you earn now.
And what if--?
No--
I don't think you’ll be an undercover
officer who spies on his own holding.
There are no such morons in the world.
What if I’m not only a moron
but also honest?
We’ll be the first to know.
The estate will be inherited
by your son,
and your son
will be inherited by your brother.
His next of kin.
You know, I think
that Piotr is still salvageable--
And if I don't agree?
We have different scenarios.
Variant A, variant B, variant C.
We have all the endings of the story.
Janek.
Andrzej.
Janek, have a rest now,
take care of Maria.
And we’ll talk about it
after the birth of the baby.
You need to sign the application
that you are Krzysiek’s son--
Well, that's it for now.
Hi.
I know it's hard for you.
I don't want to get your hopes up,
but there is a chance that the shock
resulting from giving birth
will change something--
The baby will be born healthy.
That’s what is most important.
She’ll come back to us one day.
All my life I have been told:
“Ludwik, you're the blacksmith
of your fate”.
But that's not true.
It seemed to me that I was in charge,
but I wasn't the one in charge.
Now I know
that I’m not the one in charge.
Thank you.
How about one for the road?
Yes, sir.
And I suggest singing
“Hundred years”--
A hundred years,
a hundred years may he live!
One more time, may he live!
A hundred years may he live!
May he live--
The carriage is waiting!
-You all are invited.
-Thank you and happy birthday.
Good night.
If there is something
wrong, it wasn’t us.
Are you getting in?
No?
Manjaro?
Thanks a lot.
Good evening.
I’ve ordered a night driver.
Yes, to--
Oh, I think he's already pulling up.
Thank you.
And this is Ms.--
Yes, that's me,
if your name is Jan Góra.
Sorry, you don't look
like a night driver.
No, just some stereotype.
Birthday party.
All in all, I haven’t drunk
much, but with four shots--
You have to be careful.
Driving lesson? At this hour?
But it's not “L”. It’s “T”--
Good evening.
What happened?
They threw him out of the truck.
Is this your car?
Yes. Mine.
Have you been drinking?
Yes, I have,
but I haven’t been driving, this--
girl.
What girl? I can’t see anybody here.
You are detained
at the disposal of the court.
Easy, I am a police officer.
Turn around!
Turn around!
Easy, I am a police officer!
Commissioner Jan Góra.
I am telling you, I wasn't driving!
It's him!
Arrest them!
These are Stawiski's people!
Arrest them, it's them!
Fuck, arrest them!
I'm telling you! Arrest--
Fuck!
Subtitled by: Robert Prusakowski
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Get out.
Cuff yourself!
Handcuffs, now!
-Put it on.
-Fuck off!
Where is Piotr?
Upstairs.
He’s turning his brother’s room over.
You were right.
He had a spare gun.
You cannot hide anything from me.
Crusade
The Law of Series
Freedom is not given
to a person once and for all.
EPISODE 13
Freedom must be
fought for every day anew.
My crusade kills
and will continue to kill.
Liars die and will die.
Thieves die and will die.
Dealers, bribers, traitors and
transgressors die and will die--
You will read it.
And I will record it.
Look at me.
On me!
Now!
You know that no one will die anymore.
Funny that it was you who said that.
No.
We haven't found him.
We're looking all the time.
We only have a car
abandoned outside the hospital--
Inspector, yes, Louisiana and Leszek
are questioning Manjaro's mother--
Ms. Tokarska.
She had an affair
with Krzysztof Stawiski.
I went to them--
When this woman, Piotr’s mother
saw that I had a baby, Janek, Manjaro,
well, she took her kid
and moved out to her parents--
beyond Poznań.
-And when was that?
-In 1986.
Well, Stawiski even took us in,
but not at his place.
He had a datcha near Otwock.
We stayed there until winter.
And then he kicked us out.
I gave Janek away,
well, and I had my life--
screwed.
Hello.
-Excuse me for a moment.
-Excuse me.
We’ve got the ballistics expertise.
The bullets shot by the hospital
and the one that killed Łukasz
are from the same gun.
Do you know what that means?
No, go ahead.
We need to broadcast it.
He liquidates his puppets
as soon as he no longer needs them.
Let's give it to the media.
His people need to hear it.
Call Mommy.
He craves for media attention.
Good.
He blamed me for breaking the family.
Was it really such a big sin?
I was below 18 and with a kid.
Where was I supposed to go then?
I was poor.
I don't know myself
what I wanted from him.
Maybe money for child support?
Yes.
I wanted him to support Janek.
But he flaked on him.
Krzysztof Stawiski died
over a year ago.
-I told you. He had an accident.
-We are interested in his son.
That house near Otwock
you mentioned, where was it?
Well, near Otwock.
Do you know him?
Of course I do.
Janek is more like his father,
but this one is also--
this is Piotrek.
And near Otwock, where was that?
How did you get there?
There a very long walk
to the railway station.
Józefów--
Has anything happened?
Why did you bother?
Where is Janek?!
Manjaro is working on another case.
That house was a one-story building,
a bungalow, made of brick?
No, just a house in a forest.
Just a datcha.
Was it a long walk?
About half an hour.
A kilometer, approximately.
So where was it?
Well, it's best to ask Piotrek.
We will. Thank you.
Piotrek hurt Janek, right?
-That's why you guys came here.
-No one has hurt anyone. Goodbye.
We know for sure that the same weapon
used to shoot Łukasz B., Bomber,
was used again in the assassination
of the so-called cannibal.
In the criminal world, similar
situations are the norm--
Shooting accomplices,
liquidating people
you were just feasting with yesterday
it occurs daily.
The selector said otherwise.
He said that Łukasz was killed
by the Major's men.
Shall we call?
Call.
Call.
Boss, they sent the billings
of Łukasz, Stawiski, and Lemuel.
The program will collate
the numbers and calls
appearing in one
or two billing records.
-Have we found him?
-Not yet.
Mommy, can I talk to you?
It's all because of
your “march or die”!
If we lose him,
I don't know what I'll do to you.
Louisiana, be careful who you talk to.
Get that general
promotion of yours, huh?
Because you're fucking wasted here!
It will be a spectacular suicide.
You'll shoot yourself
with your own gun.
But before that,
you'll set the house on fire.
I've staged it in such a way
that prosecutor will have no doubts.
What else do you have in mind?
Besides everything,
I want to have a child.
The child is mine.
Maybe yours, maybe not yours.
As your brother, I will be able
to take care of him.
I will raise him to be a decent man.
Did you know that she betrayed you?
She told me about your plans.
I knew your every move.
Did you?
Then why did you want to kill her?
But do you have it?--
Well, get it--
Yes.
The cannibal hid his victim's head
in Krzysztof Stawiski's grave.
Lancer fantasy.
Why did he do that?
He wanted to tie our selector
to cannibalism, to murder.
And he did, Major.
Us, too--
We're in the mix.
We are in no danger. We have friends.
Don't worry about anything, Andrzej.
-What, are you weak in the knees too?
-No.
What's wrong with killing?
Is there anything good in killing?
Killing bad people is good.
We are like doctors.
We remove diseased tissue
to protect healthy tissue.
We?
You mean who?
You and your boys?
We, that is, people
who think about what is.
And what is?
The collapse of civilization.
Don't you see that?
Civil liberty, equality before the law,
social solidarity is a sham!
We are ruled by either clergymen
or communists; they only swap places.
Celebrities, businessmen, politicians.
Attention whores,
greedy for applause, power and money!
They don't give a damn
about ordinary people!
They tell the ordinary people that
anyone can be anything they want.
Bullshit!
People can only do as much as
they graciously allow them to do.
They herd people like chickens.
Anyone who doesn't want that kind
of life ends up in the dumpster.
Did you get dumped in the garbage?
Did it hurt, huh?
It's not about me, Janek.
You didn't kill for
the sake of humanity.
You were killing them for yourself.
Commissioner, smoking
is not allowed here.
Then give me a ticket!
They never called each other.
They didn't write emails,
didn't talk on Skype.
As if they didn't know they existed.
-They had to communicate somehow.
-Stawiski didn't have a business phone.
The son of a businessman
was a nobody in his father's business?
Their relationship wasn't good--
None of his people
had a business phone.
That's why we’re checking
if they ran a company.
-And why would they have one?
-Not why, but what for?
You can register a company phone.
A lot of phones.
If the company cannot be linked
to you, you are covered.
You're not in the register,
you have a virtually anonymous phone.
Any link can be detected.
That's why we assumed
their money mule runs a company.
We are looking for possible mules.
Who can be a money mule?
Someone trustworthy.
That is, someone they trust.
Someone who will not check anything.
Won’t ask about anything--
Father or mother.
Cool?
I didn't kill them for myself.
Check online, see how many people
were pleased by their deaths.
Yes--
Gabriela Pilch.
-The wife who left you.
-She wanted to have a career.
Aimed for the seat of prime minister--
You could say I saved the country.
And Witold Kotarba, the banker
who made you a credit slave.
He ruined not only me.
But in my case it was
extremely effective.
Then you appeared -
because of you
I can't take the inheritance.
I'm sorry.
Law is law.
The law?
And Rostowski--
a drug addict.
Pseudo-sportsman
who depraves the youth.
In any normal country
such people are a margin.
Here they are the elite.
Law?
They laugh at the law
which you represent!
What about Tommy Gajewski?
Did he mess in the dormitory?
Why did you sign up for that?
The Consul stole my thunder.
I wanted to get them all.
Wholesalers of the white death--
There is a place for them
at the bottom of Zegrze.
Don't tell me they didn't deserve it.
They would all be alive
if they hadn't treaded on your toes.
You want clean the world,
start by cleaning your room.
And Klejna?
What did she do to you?
Nothing.
I did it for a friend.
Exchange of services: today I do you
a favor, tomorrow you do me a favor.
You know it.
You are really good.
This whole Crusade exists only
for you and those boys of yours.
Easier to control them, eh?
I had the right to kill the people
who trashed my life.
They destroyed everything
that was sacred to me.
People like you--
You say you had the right to kill?
Piotr--
You are crazy!
You are fucked, do you understand?
Do you think that you and your high
school students will change the world?
Give up, this is the end!
If you give up now, I may even
testify in court that you are a madman.
This is your end, do you understand?
It’s over.
Are you done?
Is there anything more to come?
Excuse me for a moment.
Her name was not van Hanegem!
Her name was Lidia Stępińska.
-But who?
-Lemuel's mother. The Dutch’s.
The spokesman’s.
Listen, we have an entity to check.
Lidia Stępińska is the president
of The Sunburnt Foundation.
Statutory goals—Phone--
There it is. Phones.
Six.
All paid for by public collections.
Brilliant.
All with the same operator.
Check if there was
any logging in this area.
Jozefów, Emów, Otwock.
All of them.
Yesterday they were here somewhere.
And now there's one left.
-Accuracy to within a kilometer?
-More or less.
All right. Processing:
a search truck, beam searchlights.
A platoon of antiterrorists.
Leszek, you come with me, Krysia,
Ula, Mutants, you stay to coordinate.
Any progress?
Ludwik, I want to go.
-Okay, you're coming with us.
-Mommy, you too.
Realization. Go, go!
Well, that's progress.
That was your mother.
An ill-time visit, as usual.
What were you up to?
We have to hurry up, Janek.
You say I'm crazy?
Are you afraid?
We’re on standby.
The map is on your desktop.
39 minutes to your destination.
Make it twenty!
Departure!
Last one.
Why are you so silent?
Am I on my way to an operation
with Germans?
We still don't have the address.
Stawiski's phone is off.
We’ll walk in a line,
with beam searchlight.
We spread,
one hundred and fifty meters.
Ula, far end, I in the center, Leszek
as well, and you - far end to the east.
Mommy to children.
Past the sign,
turn left into the forest.
We’re looking for an old datcha.
Bończyk, what is it?
-There is a lady here, Ms. Tokarska.
-Let me talk to her!
The house is in Emów.
The number used to be 13,
but Krzysztof changed it
to 77.
Thank you.
The address: Emów 77.
Mother to children, Emów 77--
The opposite end—Straight ahead.
Two and eight hundred straight.
Then left into the forest.
A dirt road. Six to seven minutes.
You were in the service
and broke away.
That's why they followed us
and took away investigations.
To cover their tracks.
I wasn't hiding. They could've
taken me down any time.
You probably have something on them.
We have everything we want.
You can't even imagine.
But for you it doesn't matter anymore.
If you kill a policeman, the police
will kill you during the chase.
That's the way it goes.
There won't be any pursuit.
You’ll kill yourself.
With your own gun.
Police! Leave him alone!
Leave him alone!
Lie down!
Handcuffs!
Stop struggling!
Get up!
Go!
Guys, what about me!
I am a police officer!
Fuck!
On the ground!
I'm with the police!
Leave him. He's ours!
-The other one!
-Leave him alone!
-Are you okay?
-Do you need a doctor?
I'm fine.
Where is Stawiski?
-What do you mean?
-Where is your brother?
On the ground.
You can pray now. This is the moment.
Well, what is it, boys?
Get in the car! Move.
Now.
Selector, what have you been up to?
You were supposed to form a
special task group, and what you did?
You trained serial killers?
According to your wishes.
No one had such a wish.
-Everything was going well.
-And what--
you made up a fire
as part of the selection?
Set fire to the house
with your people inside!
You made a mistake in recruitment--
I know-- it happens even to the best.
Kamil, a nutcase.
He was the one who set the fire.
Unchain me. I won't kneel
in front of my people.
There aren’t any of your people here.
You murdered establishment people.
Politicians, journalists,
bankers, for what?
You wanted them
to be ready for anything.
I shaped them and trained them.
Were they supposed to sit
at home and play shooters?
-Are you crazy?
-No, I'm not!
Every gun, to be functional,
has to be shot sometimes.
Don't fuck with me, okay?
I trained them to do real work.
Destroying the enemy's living force!
You know that if we were
killing, you'd be dead by now--
Wiktoria, if something happens
to me, you’ll be finished too!
Piotr, nothing will ever happen to me.
You’d better remember that.
Besides, we are friends, right?
Thank you, gentlemen,
on behalf of the service.
The country needs people like you.
At your service, major!
What about him?
You may go.
Here you have your passport,
payment cards.
You'll get your ticket in the mail.
You will change continents.
Visas have just been abolished.
Especially for you.
But there’s no coming back.
America is a big country.
No one will find you.
Thanks.
You'll take a walk, huh?
Think of your health.
Health is what matters, you know.
Do you think he will let go?
No, never.
But we gave him a chance.
Good!
OK, break!
Thanks.
They've escaped.
We won’t find them anymore.
The Intelligence covered them.
There was nothing we could do.
But you found your mother instead.
I found the mother
I wasn't looking for at all.
And you met your brother.
You are like a brother to me.
Is that why you lent me your towel?
Come on!
Last round!
What if the court recognizes me as
the son of the late Krzysztof Stawiski?
You’ll even be able
to take on the name.
Joking aside--?
You will become his heir.
You’ll inherit half of the estate.
What does it mean?
Mr. Janek--
I mean Janek--
Half of the estate
means half of the estate.
There may be claims to shares in
companies or security packages.
But I wouldn't worry about that.
Such claims have to be proven.
Your father, Krzysztof, loved money--
That's why I went to Piotr
when Krzysztof died.
I mean, he died in the accident.
So I'm supposed to inherit half
of Transpol, the multiplex chain,
seventeen hectares
of land in three estates--
You’ll share it with
your brother, Piotr Stawiski.
I went to claim your share, Janek.
After all, you are
as much his son as he is.
Well, isn't that so?
You are.
The moment we prove paternity.
You must sign the application
for legitimation.
Of course--
I will sign this application.
Good decision.
I will sign when the time comes.
You have to mature
to certain decisions in life.
To mature-- is the right word.
Three Polish sailors, Maksymilian
Rusiecki, Lemuel Van Hanegem
and Luty Szymczak, went missing
in the Mediterranean.
The empty yacht was found
by Albanian border guards.
Lemuel, Maks and Luty
were experienced sailors.
But anything could have happened.
They could have drowned
in the course of a dive.
In these areas of the Adriatic
there are drift currents
of unprecedented strength--
No scruples at all.
It's like they're saying: “We hid them
and what are you going to do to us?”
Intelligence--
Ostentation typical of today's
service people.
Unthinkable in our time.
That's you.
You figured it out
a little late, didn't you?
Too late.
Did you really think that my friend
Inspector Parada
recommended you to me by accident?
And that father of yours--
Not only did he not leave a will,
but he also did not deign to inform us
about his second son.
That is, about you.
Us?
Who are you?
It's just us.
You knew my father?
Of course.
You could even say that I created him.
You know, many years ago
I talked to him
exactly the same way
I’m talking to you.
A dummy.
Mr. Manjaro, now you know that
your father was our plenipotentiary.
To put it in vulgar terms,
a money mule.
The fictitious owner
of the real estate.
What do you mean?
Two decades are not enough to make
a fortune for which, in other places,
people work for generations.
Even in Poland.
But I don't want anything from you.
Don't you want your son
to be born healthy?
His mother to come back--?
That, unfortunately,
you cannot promise.
You are not omnipotent.
People talk differently.
I put blanks in your gun.
Well done because
Stawiski didn't realize it.
And I saved your life.
At most, you saved Piotr's life.
I was the one who shot at him.
How will it be?
I understand that we’re
negotiating the terms of my future.
That would be the best.
You’ll leave the police--
Take over your father's empire.
You’ll get twenty, twenty-five
times what you earn now.
And what if--?
No--
I don't think you’ll be an undercover
officer who spies on his own holding.
There are no such morons in the world.
What if I’m not only a moron
but also honest?
We’ll be the first to know.
The estate will be inherited
by your son,
and your son
will be inherited by your brother.
His next of kin.
You know, I think
that Piotr is still salvageable--
And if I don't agree?
We have different scenarios.
Variant A, variant B, variant C.
We have all the endings of the story.
Janek.
Andrzej.
Janek, have a rest now,
take care of Maria.
And we’ll talk about it
after the birth of the baby.
You need to sign the application
that you are Krzysiek’s son--
Well, that's it for now.
Hi.
I know it's hard for you.
I don't want to get your hopes up,
but there is a chance that the shock
resulting from giving birth
will change something--
The baby will be born healthy.
That’s what is most important.
She’ll come back to us one day.
All my life I have been told:
“Ludwik, you're the blacksmith
of your fate”.
But that's not true.
It seemed to me that I was in charge,
but I wasn't the one in charge.
Now I know
that I’m not the one in charge.
Thank you.
How about one for the road?
Yes, sir.
And I suggest singing
“Hundred years”--
A hundred years,
a hundred years may he live!
One more time, may he live!
A hundred years may he live!
May he live--
The carriage is waiting!
-You all are invited.
-Thank you and happy birthday.
Good night.
If there is something
wrong, it wasn’t us.
Are you getting in?
No?
Manjaro?
Thanks a lot.
Good evening.
I’ve ordered a night driver.
Yes, to--
Oh, I think he's already pulling up.
Thank you.
And this is Ms.--
Yes, that's me,
if your name is Jan Góra.
Sorry, you don't look
like a night driver.
No, just some stereotype.
Birthday party.
All in all, I haven’t drunk
much, but with four shots--
You have to be careful.
Driving lesson? At this hour?
But it's not “L”. It’s “T”--
Good evening.
What happened?
They threw him out of the truck.
Is this your car?
Yes. Mine.
Have you been drinking?
Yes, I have,
but I haven’t been driving, this--
girl.
What girl? I can’t see anybody here.
You are detained
at the disposal of the court.
Easy, I am a police officer.
Turn around!
Turn around!
Easy, I am a police officer!
Commissioner Jan Góra.
I am telling you, I wasn't driving!
It's him!
Arrest them!
These are Stawiski's people!
Arrest them, it's them!
Fuck, arrest them!
I'm telling you! Arrest--
Fuck!
Subtitled by: Robert Prusakowski