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THE PLEASURE PRINCIPLE

ODESSA, UKRAINE

Where's this head?

Inside the sanitary car.

Nickname was Scorpio.

One of city people.

My informer.

He was my informer.

He worked for you?!

What do you know about him?

Wolodimir Cherniavskiy,
forty-eight years old.

He's a partner at a big law firm.

They work for oligarchs.

They represent a couple of foreign
companies that do business here.

How was he connected
to your man?

He must have been
in some way.

If Scorpio's head
was found in his company.

And what does that all mean,
according to you?

People from the city.

People like him...

They always have dirty hands.

I know it and you know it.

I don't understand it. Please explain.

I hadn't used Scorpio
for a long time.

I came back to him, because
I wanted to be clear whether

that chick from the boat had
something in common with them.

Are you clear about it now?

Now that I've found his head
next to Cherniavskiy?

Would they do that to one
of their own people?

Perhaps Scorpio owed
them something?

You should go and accept
his complaint.

He's starting to get nervous.
I don't want troubles.

For the time being,
he's still the victim...

Serhij...

I wonder,
should I take you off it?

Maybe you are obsessed
with these people from the city.

Or maybe you're just afraid

and you don't want to admit...

that this is a serial killer again?

And she might be the first in a series?

WARSAW, POLAND

Sorry I am being late.

I had to fill in
a hundred thousand forms.

We already know that she didn't check
in at any hotel, motel, or hostel.

She didn't rent an apartment
or anything like that.

Which doesn't mean that

she didn't spend the night
somewhere in Warsaw.

What are you listening to?

What are you listening to?

Dvořák. Your countryman.

Antonin Dvořák, the cello concerto.

Czech Philharmonic Orchestra,

Vaclav Neumann conducting.

It's a masterpiece,
I just love this version.

Nice.

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

Maria,

this is Ota, my colleague.

- Hello, Maria. I'm Ota.
- Maria is from Poland.

Věra Vítová.

Twenty-six years old.

She was born
in Holešov in Moravia.

But according to her Facebook, she'd been
living in Prague for at least four years.

I didn't determine
the address yet.

Family?

They all live in Holešov.

Her mother owns
a beauty and hair parlour,

her father owned
a car workshop.

Seven years ago she won
a local beauty contest.

And the movie she featured
in two months ago?

A typical, low-budget slasher called
"Don't Go in the House".

She dies in the end,

chained naked to the ceiling.

A monster in an asbestos outfit fires her
with a flame thrower.

How do you know all that?

There's a teaser on YouTube.

Věra had a friend on Facebook called
Lída Beyerová, she also played in it.

They might have been friends.

And Věra's profile on the agency's website
says she was taking private acting lessons.

And guess who owns it?

Petr Sobota.

And you want to retire?

Who is Petr Sobota?

A former actor,

and owner and manager of the theater
in which we found the severed arm.

Pictures from website
of agency she worked for...

This is Zdeněk Vrabec.

He owns a transport services company
serving film and TV sets...

This is Milan Sova,

whom Vrabec called right after
he learned Věra had been killed.

Two hours later

he went to meet him.

He's a director at
a trading company.

They have licenses for trading fuel,
steel and so on.

- They import coal from Ukraine.
- And Zdeněk Vrabec?

That's interesting.

For two years he served in...

Útvar na ochranu...

protection services...

Yes, for politicians.

He worked as the driver
for the Minister of Justice.

Which one?

Jíří Matoušek.

And one day,

Vrabec left the service.

A year later, he already had
his own company.

Is this Jíří Matoušek a big fish?

After the government collapsed, he became
a partner with a big law company in Prague.

We need to check everyone
on her Facebook.

Identify phone number.

Where was her phone logged
in at least the last three weeks.

And where is it now.

Are you tired?

- Do you want to go to the hotel?
- No.

I don't know much about her.

She'd done a few photo shoots,

mainly naked ones.

Can we have her address,
phone number, e-mail?

And a list of all the jobs
she got from the agency.

Wait please. A moment.

Head to the side.

I want to see that cleavage.

Head to the side, OK.

She lived in Holešov,
I think in Moravia.

We know that address.
But she also lived in Prague.

We don't have any information
about this.

How did she get
the movie part?

The usual way.

The production company contacted
us and we gave our offer.

They asked six girls to audition.

And ended up signing Věra and Lída.

Were you the one who
negotiated their contracts?

Me. It's my job.

With whom?

Eurofilm.

Eurofilm.

It's Czech company,
from Prague.

They made a film
like this before.

"Like this"...

meaning?

Low budget, lots of blood,
a bit of nudity.

Any husband, a boyfriend,
children?

Generally, I'm not interested
in private lives of my models.

They are models. They need
to look pretty, that's all...

Anton, come over for a second.

One second.

I thought you had a better
printer in your office.

Oh, I printed them. The police
in Prague have a low budget.

Captain Otakar Valenta,
criminal police.

And this is Maria Sokołowska,
commissioner from Warsaw.

Hello. Anton Fried.

Her body was found in Warsaw.

She was probably
murdered in Poland.

These pictures are yours,
aren't they?

Most probably.

Do you remember her?

Not at all.

According to what I've found,

these are from last year's
models directory, right?

I work for several agencies.

In one session I take pictures
often to fifteen models.

They usually all look the same.

It's my job,
not a great passion.

In case anything comes
to your mind.

Won't you give me yours?

Sure.

You have beautiful eyes.

They reflect the light
in interesting ways.

HOLESOV, CZECH REPUBLIC

We know she lived in Prague, but
we don't know her address there.

Me either.

Any idea who might?

Tomáš- our son, her older brother.

- Where can I find him?
- I don't know.

May I?

When was the last time
she was here?

Four years ago.

WARSAW, POLAND

Come in!

Edyta Pająk. I'm here to see
chief commissioner Maria Sokołowska.

She's not here. She's abroad
on a business trip.

I'm commissioner Józef Krawiec.

I'd rather talk to chief
commissioner Sokołowska.

Perhaps I'll wait until
she gets back.

Marek Mielnik.

Please, come with me.

I know you and Witold Bronisz
were having an affair.

I assume it's about intimate matters.

The thing is, we're looking at
a double murder here,

so every piece
of information is precious.

So I recommend you to testify.

I know that's difficult.

I'm gay, maybe it'll make
things a bit easier.

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

Hi.

Ota?

He's tracking her phone and
getting the billings.

Are you really thinking
about retirement?

I'm going to be a grandfather
in two months.

But still don't you think you're
a bit too young to retire?

I was young.

But I was so much into
my job at that time.

I didn't really pay attention to my family.

And I lost it.

Now I've changed.

And I want to be with them.

And I want to enjoy it.

Do you have any kids?

Husband?

Let's... don't get into it.

I've just listened to the concerto.

The Royal Chamber Orchestra,
conducted by Sir Andrew Woosley.

With the cello part played
by Romuald...

Sokołovsky.

What a funny coincidence.

It's not funny at all.

In a moment we'll have her call history
for the last month

and the coordinates of where
her phone was logged.

Here we go.

The coordinates came.

Show us, where and when was her
phone logged for the last time?

Chopin Airport in Warsaw.

One hour after we found her arm.

Show me, where it
was logged before.

That's...

where he left her arm.

He had her phone with him
the whole time,

and turned it off
at the airport.

If her phone was on the whole time,
let's try to determine where he killed her.

Sokołowska.

Anton Fried,
we met earlier today.

Yes, I remember.

I wasn't joking when I talked about
your eyes. They're really beautiful.

I'd really like to do
a portrait series with you.

Would you agree?

Hello,

are you there?

I'm still at work.

No problem.

I'll call tomorrow.

WARSAW, POLAND

I'd never done anything
like that before.

But I agreed.

I trusted him.

It was new to me.

I was cumming quicker.

But the last time...

he nearly smothered me.

He was totally frantic.

I'd never seen him
like that before.

It wasn't normal at all.

Did you know Andżelika Musiał?

I heard about her.

What exactly did you hear?

That she was his lover
and that he fired her.

Had you also heard that she
disappeared eight months ago?

No.

I did try to contact
Beata Wieczorek.

She was also his lover,
and he fired her too.

I called her a couple of times,

but she never answered.

I went to see her twice,

but no one opened the door.

Although the second time I was there,

I was pretty sure someone
was inside the apartment.

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

It's about thirty kilometres
away from Warsaw.

Forest grounds.

How long was it logged in?

Until four-thirty p.m.

Three and a half hours.

Three hours is enough time
to bleed to death.

So one could have cut off her arm
without the risk of bleeding.

Józek,

I'm about to send you
the coordinates.

You guys will take
the locals in the morning.

It's where he probably killed her.

Okay.

We had Edyta Pająk here,

Marek interrogated her.

WARSAW, POLAND

She claims that Bronisz almost
smothered her last night.

She said he liked it a bit rough.

She also mentioned some woman
named Beata Wieczorek...

...whom she reckons was also one
of Bronisz's lovers.

And, he also fired her, and she also
disappeared without a trace.

We checked the notifications,
but there's nothing on that one.

Shall we go deeper?

Any tangible evidence?

Apparently she's not answering
any calls and she's not at home.

Check it.

How long will you stay there?

Not long, I hope.

I didn't take too many clothes.

ODESSA, UKRAINE

Is it Scorpio?

What about contracts from the hotel?
Did you check all of them?

Ten,

and I've already had enough.

There are many empty flats
in these buildings I guess?

These are all holiday apartments,
rented out during the season.

The street is well lit.

And there are cameras too...

I've already asked to secure the tapes.

- Sanitary car?
- On its way.

In general, it's a nice
neighborhood, right?

Just buy a place here

and live happily ever after.

Her phone

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

very briefly logged-in at this spot
at ten thirty-five p.m.,

and on the following day
at about six a.m.

And somewhere around here

there might be her flat.

Zdeněk Vrabec finds out
about Vítová's death and calls...

Milan Sova.

- WDo we know that for sure?
- I've got his phone billing.

Then when will we interrogate them?

Zdeněk Vrabec

didn't know that
Věra Vítová had died.

He was genuinely surprised.

But he was linked to her somehow.

He went to school with her brother.

No kidding.

Would you lend your car to
a young babe just because

you shared a school desk
with her brother?

Zdeněk Vrabec is also
with to Milan Sova.

I'd like to find out what
the relationship was

between the struggling model,
the owner of a transportation company

and the manager of a corporation
importing coal from Ukraine.

I'd like to know that too.

But in my opinion

an interrogation isn't a good idea.

It's too early.

We don't know enough,

and they will be lying.

Lies are interesting, too.

Věra's phone logged-in right here

at eight fifty-six p.m., in the day
before departure to Poland.

For how long?

Almost two hours.

I don't think she lived here.

It's an expensive neighbourhood.

No street cameras.

That's why we need to canvas
these houses.

Her friend's phone, Lída Beyerová's phone
is permanently off.

Keep calling her.

The severed arm you keep in the fridge
belonged to a woman of Lída's age.

If her phone is still off tomorrow,
then we'll start to worry.

Perhaps it's worth checking that
film production they were both in.

Anything specific on your mind?

A pretty, untalented girl

who fails
to succeed as a model

and ends up hostessing at
private events.

Suddenly, she gets part in this
cheap, gory, horror movie,

and soon after gets killed in
such a spectacular way.

Her agency friend, also in the movie,
also dissapears.

That's a strange coincidence.

We'll get on that.

Do you need any help?

Thanks, I'll manage.

I'll come to pick you up.

I'd still check whether
Lída Beyerová is in her apartment.

ODESSA, UKRAINE

They took off the plates.

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

We wish to speak to Lída Beyerová.

Lída is not living with us anymore.

What is it about?

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

We're conducting an investigation
into a young woman's death.

We think that your
daughter knew her.

Lída is probably abroad.

When did you last see
your daughter?

- Last week.
- Ten days ago.

Didn't she tell you
where she was going?

Is it normal that your daughter
has her phone off?

I don't know. She's the one who usually
calls us, not the other way around.

Are you suggesting
something this way?

No, we're not. We just ask.

I'll write down her address
for you, OK?

Does she live alone
or with someone?

Our relationship hasn't
been good for some time now.

We also have an older daughter, she's
a gynaecologist, a very respected one.

My wife is a master of pharmacy
and owns a drugstore,

I hold a diploma
in engineering.

Lída...

... hardly made it to her final
high school exams.

We're not happy about what she does
and who she goes around with.

Certainly we made some mistake, but

we don't know what it was.

Number six.

Nothing.

Are we coming in, aren't we?

Maybe indeed she went abroad.

We can't just break into an apartment

only because its tenant
has phone off.

Sorry, but Maria,
in my opinion, is right.

We need to know in the shortest possible
time whether the arm from the theatre

is Lída Beyerová's.

If she is alive, she could be
a key witness.

We break the law now, it'll go
against us further down the line.

You've broken the law
a few times.

Let's wait at least half a day.

Maybe she'll finally
turn on her phone.

ODESSA, UKRAINE

Is that your new face?

Now you're a hitter?

I'm sorry.

I'm busy. Working.

You've been brushing me off
for the last six months.

Why should I let you in?

Because you hope
it'll be different.

What?

You know where the whisky
and glasses are.

Pour one for me, too.

That girl from the boat,
will you tell me about her?

I know it's your case.

Then you'll be leaving now.

You are the ex-source.
And I'm not a whore.

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

I understand that you are not at work now,

and you don't want to go to sleep yet.

You got it.

But it might take a while.

I've got temporary insomnia.
So five hours of sleep is a lot for me.

When I sat at the dinner
organized by Kohout

suddenly I felt sad you
weren't there with me.

Even if I were in Prague,
we couldn't show together in public.

We don't have to hide,
Kohout already knows about us.

There's a big difference between hiding
ourselves and not flaunting.

And what about that Polish policewoman?

She's normal.

Policewomen are never normal.

She's being investigated herself.

She killed somebody.

Did she tell you that?

Her boss told me about it, when he
was giving me a lift to the hotel.

Didn't you talk about it with her?

No.

It has nothing to do with our investigation
why would I ask about it?

Should I be jealous?

Sorry.

Come here.

Does this vintage car
mean anything?

Only the fact that I like old cars.

Maybe not all of them.

Only the ones that recall
the taste of childhood.

Childhood?

We idealize the time of childhood.

We believe that the world back then
was a better place than it is now.

Even the cars.

Don't you like old cars?

I'm a policewoman.

A car has to be utilitarian,
and it can't be striking.

Your Citroen doesn't fit in.

Do you really think
my eyes are pretty?

Why would I lie to you?

Whether you want it or not,

your eyes tell everything about you.

Sounds scary.

And a little bit pompous.

Nice place.

Care for a drink?
Beer, wine...

- Whisky?
- Whisky.

No ice, no water.

There's no space left
for a woman here.

Is that intentional?

I had a wife, but it wasn't for long
and it was ages ago.

Yes, it's intentional.

Have you already...

made that choice?

Are these your covers?

I've done more, but I decided

that these four don't make me
feel embarrassed.

- German Vogue?
- Austrian.

That grey-haired lady

is Hannelore Watzke, used to be
the queen of the Vienna's Burgtheater.

- Are you Austrian?
- Yes, I am.

I lived in Vienna until
about nine years ago.

You've made Vogue covers
and now you're sitting in Prague,

taking pictures of second-class
models for catalogues?

There are some Austrians who
don't love Austria. And catalogues...

are a not-much absorbing
way of making money.

Is this your passion?

My first job for National
Geographic.

Uckermark.

In Germany. The Lower Oder
Valley National Park.

Part of the park is located
within the borders of your country.

Do you prefer taking
pictures of birds?

People want to be photographed,
birds don't.

So it's a challenge.

Please, sit.

You really don't remember
the models you worked with?

I once read an interview
with Klaus Kinsky.

The journalist asked him about
the title of his movie.

"I don't know" - he replied.

"I come in from the left,

say something in the middle,
then walk off to the right and

straight to the pay desk".

That's cynical.

The industry I earn my money in
is cynical.

Why should I pay
attention to someone

who on her own decides to
reduce herself to her appearance?

How about some music?

Bach, double violin concerto,

but only performed by Oistrakhs.

Or could be Perlmann,
Zuckermann and Barenboim,

but this one in parts sounds
like a funeral march.

Look right here.

Perfect!

Unfortunately I don't have
any of these, but

I can offer you Karel Gott
or Helena Vondračková.

You are kidding me.

Perfect.

Actually, I'm a dancer.

Me too. I love to dance.

ODESSA, UKRAINE

Give me one.

The captain's started smoking?

I can understand.

A dead body with a severed arm is
impressive, even in photographs.

Have you found the arm?

Are there many
of these photographs?

Didn't you check it?

Have they been
in the newspapers?

Newspapers don't have enough courage.
But the Internet continues to shit on you.

Are we still going
in the same direction?

I'm sorry.

I know...

You think I fuck you because
I like it.

But that's not true.

You have to forgive me.

You'll be first one day.

But not just yet.

Why?

If you write a single word,

I'll kill you.

PRAGUE, CZECH REPUBLIC

Can you uncover your shoulders?

I generally don't enter into
intimate relationships

with people I'm photographing.

And I would normally tear
your pants off without asking,

but in the same time I feel
it would be inappropriate.

I'll send you the
photographs by mail,

unless you're still in Prague
in a couple of days?

No one knows for sure.

I wish I'd raped you.

ODESSA, UKRAINE