All language subtitles for Langer.S01E03(1)

THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS
SCENES OF VIOLENCE,

AS WELL AS SEQUENCES OF FLASHING
LIGHTS AND STROBE EFFECTS.

STARRING

DIRECTED BY

PRODUCED BY

SKYSHOWTIME SUPERVISING PRODUCERS

LANGER

BASED ON REMIGIUSZ MRÓZ'S NOVELS

Subtitle Extracted by: Aren Zohrabi

Got anything funny to tell me?

He's an intriguing young man.

And why do you find him
so intriguing?

He has
and extremely fascinating hobby.

Tell me all about it.

ELITE SADISTS' SOCIETY

- Do they have a place to go?
- No.

They're from Poznan.

Ola's parents are dead,
and Karina cut all ties with hers.

At least for the time being,

but I hope
it'll get better with time.

They sit over there.

A penniless pauper, seven letters.
My ex.

K-A-R... Karinka.

He never bought me dessert, you know?

Two peas in a pod?

That's exactly why I called you.

It would be good to find a place
to stay for them both.

I'd rather not separate them now.

Noted.

I'll see what I can do.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hello. Smile for the photo, girls!

Who among you is in favour
of the amendment,

please raise your hand
and press the button.

Who is against?

Who abstained?

Peter?

Got plans for tonight?
I have a surprise for you.

Things get interesting.

Is there anything else
that you could surprise me with?

My chauffeur will pick you up
at 7 PM.

You don't have to do that.
I know where you live.

But we won't meet at my apartment.

Where then?

My chauffeur will drive you.

I'd rather not stay here
all by myself,

just give me the address.

Apartment 7, 23 Wiejska Street.

I don't recall giving you my address.

I've figured it out myself.

You're a resourceful man.

Be there.

SCHOOL

Paderewska speaking.

Hello, Christopher Czarnecki,
the principal.

I'd like to ask about Louie.
How is he?

Good. Why are you asking?

Louie hasn't been in school
for two days.

Do you know anything about it?

His class teacher is worried.

What now? What do you mean
he hasn't been in school?

You didn't know about it?

Hello, are you there?

Forgive me, I, I totally forgot.

Louie went on a trip with his dad.

He should be back in school tomorrow,
so...

Apologies for the trouble, thanks
for checking in, though. Thanks.

Goodbye.

Fucking...

CALLING: LUDI

The number you are calling
is currently unavailable.

CALLING: FUCKING PADER, OFFICE

Voicemail.
Leave message after the beep.

For fuck's sake!

Is something wrong?

Everything's fine, Henry,
everything's fine.

As always.

DISTRICT ATTORNEY OFFICE

I'm here to see DA Paderewski.

- Prosecutor is out of office.
- Will you let me in?

Ma'am, I'm telling you,
the DA isn't here.

POLICE

The perpetrator made sure
that we find the body.

Do we know the victim's identity?

We're checking the MIA lists.

Any puncture marks?

Armpits, knees, belly fold?

Somewhere more obvious.

In the crook of the elbow.

Did you ask them about her?

I'm sending guys over now.

Thanks.

Siarka!

You kidding me?

Why would I?

Are women unable to kill?

In high heels?

In high heels.

All right.

I need a plaster cast, for yesterday.

I think we got a break in the case.

I found mucus and saliva traces
during the initial examination.

You did?
He left biological traces?

He most likely
sexually abused the victim.

After her death.

- That's new.
- Dear God.

Were you able to determine
the identity of the victim?

The homeless knew her indeed.

Her name is Marianna Próchniak.

She had lived with them briefly,
but quickly got a grip.

She worked in a shelter
as a volunteer.

We confirmed her identity there.

She quit showing up a week ago.

They thought she got bored.

Look for the match in the database.

With special focus
on Peter Langer Jr.

We already checked Langer.

No matches were found.

So we'll check it again.

Do the biologicals you have
allow you to check

and determine the gender
of the killer?

It's possible, but expensive.

Put it in your report, okay?

There's still that woman's footprint.

Do you think a woman
could drag the body there alone?

Maybe someone helped her.

Can't you see what he's doing?

He planted fake evidence.

He's toying with us,
not for the first time.

Siarka, you're obsessed.

You want to tell me that you believe
this elusive killer

who has been operating
all over Poland,

suddenly accidentally leaves his DNA
on a victim

and his footprint next to it?

Maybe there's more than one killer.

I don’t know, maybe someone tried
to emulate previous murders?

I just don't know!

Your stubbornness
is kind of charming, you know?

Fuck off.

Excuse me, I have to finally take it.

Hi, Nina.

Do you know where your son is?

Hello to you too.

Answer me!

I'm in the field.

He was to stay with your mother,
right?

But he's not there!

He must have gone to a friend.

I checked, he's not with any of them.

Then he went to the movies
or something.

He'll be back, don't worry.

For fuck's sake!
He went out two days ago, all right?

What do you mean, two days ago?

I dropped him off at school yesterday

and he said he'd come back
on his own...

because I embarrass him.

And this morning?

He texted me that he was coming back
on his own.

And what,
you fucking left our son alone?

Nina, calm down,
I didn't leave him unattended.

How the hell
am I supposed to calm down?

Fuck,
something could've happened to him!

Just wait.

Wait for me, I'll be in Warsaw
in 20 minutes, okay?

There's no time.
I'll talk to his friend Kamil.

He should know something.

For fuck's sake.

No one gets on your nerves
like an ex-wife.

Fuck off!

Leave me alone! Please!

Leave him! Hey, hey, hey! Hey!
Calm down!

Have you lost your mind?

Nina!

I won't bail you out of an assault
on a minor.

- Hi, Kamil.
- Hi.

I'm sorry for her.

Listen, we're worried about Louie,

he hasn't been' in school
for two days, you know.

Do you know where he is?

Kamil!

You won't get him in any trouble,
I promise.

He begged me to keep quiet.

See? I told you. Told you!

Calm down.

I'm sorry.

Tell me.

He was going to hang out
with Matthew.

Jaskulski.

Where exactly?

At the allotment gardens.

Matthew's grandparents
have a cabin there.

Great.

I really appreciated it.

Your new home.

You're gonna love it. Come on in.

Thank you.

Should we take shoes off?

No need to,
but you can give me your coats.

Thank you.

- Oh, welcome.
- Hello.

Make yourself at home.
May I offer you water, tea or coffee?

Something sugar-free, please.

We'll be fine, thank you.

All right, I have tomato juice.

That's a cool crib.

Thanks, I arranged it myself.

By the way, you can call me Peter.

Ola.

Karina.

I'll get the juice.

I'd offer you a proper drink,
but you know how it is.

Did Olmow tell you
about the conditions?

- No.
- Not really, no.

- To you, Karina?
- Nope.

Good.

All right,
so the salary it's 5,000 a month.

Net, of course.

You pay no rent,
there are two bedrooms,

you'll see them in a minute.

You'll also have a car
at your disposal.

This is my second house,
I rarely visit here.

Usually, when I need to host
a larger meeting.

I want someone to be here,
to keep the place alive.

- To keep it working.
- Sure thing.

I'll let you know every time
I come over, of course.

And actually,
there's only one condition,

namely, no parties,
no drugs or booze.

One slip' and you're back in rehab.
Got it?

Crystal clear.

I have' a question,
where's the bathroom?

Second door on the right.

Thank you.

Regarding the dough,

is it five grand each
or are we supposed to split it?

Karina?

What the fuck...

I must say the young people today
are so greedy.

Don't you think?

Free rent, a car for free,

plus a double salary?

My father always said,
you can't get something for nothing.

What are you waiting for?

- Pardon?
- Jump over it.

You really don't see it?

It's as clear as day.
Look at the lock.

It's so obvious.
And the mark showing how it opens.

Don't pull only push.

After you.

So typical.

You never act
without first giving a speech.

- What number was it?
- Thirteen.

I swear, I'm gonna fucking kill him
when I find him.

Remember when you were his age.

Forgive me, but I got no time for it.

Didn't you leave the force
to have more time?

And peace of mind?

Is designing kitchens or whatever
so nerve-wrecking?

Why the hell would they hide here?

We had hideouts in the bushes.

With wine, girls...

Shut up, will you?

We're here.

- Oh, fuck!
- What's going on?

- What are you doing here?
- What are we doing here?

Guess I'll better be going.
Excuse me.

I'll be back in a minute.

Matthew, out!

I can't breathe.

Don't you dare do this to me again!

Don't you dare!

Pinder?

You're on Pinder?

I'm not.

Could be worse,
they could've called a real hooker.

You better stay quiet.

And how did you two meet?

Boy! Pardon me?

May I ask what did you pay her for?

She told me everything.

Miss Eliza.
A charming young lady, by the way.

Charming?

You find ever girl
with a D-cup charming.

I wasn't asking you.

Jeez!

Matthew found her on Pinder.

He opened the account
as a 22-year-old.

23-year-old!

Yeah. He got a date
and didn't want to go alone.

So she's a prostitute?

No!

No, she came and when she saw us,

or realised how old we were,
she scoffed at us,

and took money for a taxi
not to leave empty-handed.

Yeah. That's what she told me.
Miss Eliza.

But why haven't you come to me?

I could give you advice
on those matters.

They should have come to you?

What would be your advice?

I'm sorry.

Do you know how old I am?

I do.

You're still too young.
Much too young.

To disappear like this.

Without a single trace.
Dad and I, we care for you.

So that I'm safe or that you have
nothing to worry about?

Show me.

I must admit, you have a punch.

What's with the Pinder?

Don't you have girlfriends your age?

Girls our age are kids.

And when it comes to boy-girl stuff,
did dad talk with you about it?

Luckily for you,
the Internet took care of that.

It's cool.

Of course.

The Internet is raising children now,
right?

If the parents lack the time.

I mean, mom, believe me,
everything's fine.

Sure.

Thank God it all ended well.

Apart from totally embarrassing us
in front of a chick.

He'll stay with me for a few days.

I'll drop by to get his stuff.

I see...
You should rest now, mom.

I thought you'd stay for dinner.

Right.

I see.

What can I say, I pity you.

No.

They're completely clueless.

No. They thought
we wanted to screw a milf.

Fucking hell.

Wabich?

Nice to see you too!

What the fuck are you doing here?

Since I'm your fake husband,
I thought I'd stop by...

It took you two years.

Get the fuck out
as soon as you're awake, got it?

So I'm staying the night?

Yeah.

You are.

Damn...

you fucking cunt.

Fuck!

Fucking hell.

If the destination is such a secret,

shouldn't you put a sack
over my head?

Be patient.

Are you gonna tell me or not?

And they say that it is the women
who always like to put on a show.

Blood stains the dry ground

and the unmistakable smell
of fresh meat fills the air.

Careful, it's still hot.

The females wait patiently,

their big eyes watching for any
movement by the dominant males.

Once they have satisfied their first
hunger, the rest of the pride,

including the young lionesses,
join in the feast.

- Should I pause it?
- No, keep watching.

They learn the rules of the world
instinctively.

- Hi, Pader.
- Hi.

Let's go, we'll get Langer,
I got a tip.

What are you talking about?

Six months ago, parents of a girl
from Poznan reported her missing.

Got into heroin,
vanished from the face of the earth.

She was seen today exiting
Langer's clinic with another chick.

They got into some guy's car
and drove off.

Where's the tip from?

I keep an eye on everything that
has anything to do with the clinic.

- It's fucked up, you know that?
- Fucked up?

You wanna them on your conscience
if they're there?

You could've at least asked
if I don't know my son was found.

- Good evening.
- Hi!

He was, that's great.

Got a warrant?

On the way.

I can stay by myself,
that's totally fine.

- No, I promised your mom...
- I'm not going anywhere.

Mom would have killed me
if I pulled another one.

Cool.

All right.

I'll be back as soon as possible.

All this for me?

In your case,
a surprise could mean anything,

so I wanted to be prepared.

I suggest that we renegotiate
the terms of our agreement.

I didn't know there were any.

But of course.

You intoxicate me...

With your substance.

Then you tie me up.

Exactly the things
you wanted to do to me.

Only to tell me later,
"Kill my husband."

And his mistress.

The problem is that
I'm not a contract killer.

All right, then.

What do you suggest?

A partnership.

Really?

In what field exactly?

Well, killing.

So you want us to kill them together?

I suggest splitting the workload.

I take care of Siarkowska,
you, of Mr. Pokora.

That way, each of us will burn out
their ulcers.

Do you really think I wouldn't get
rid of that weasel if I could?

Every night,

when that hog sleeps next to me,

with his every snoring breath,

I have to do my very best to refrain

from biting him to death.

Besides,
these are not the hands of a killer.

These hands need practice.

This is how

we're coming to my surprise.

Open!

Were you expecting company?

Aren't they your guests?

Translated by: Błażej Wojciechowski