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February 1 982

The Dark House

My name is Edward Srodon.

I was born in Rzeszow,

in 1 938,

on June second.

I am forty four.

For nine years I was working
at State Farm in Mosty, Stettin voivodship.

Good speciaIization.

Graduate of a vocationaI high-schooI.

I can say that I was happy.

Grazyna, my wife,
I met at my friend's wedding.

I proposed after two months.

Good marriage,
but no chiIdren.

Wife's strong retrofIexio...
so the doctor said.

Cause with the girls you never,
you never know,

if it's going great,
or you should pack to go...

You know what? Rakoski was
poaching fish with eIectricity,

and water got into his rubber boots.

And he ended up in intensive care...

Grazyna?

Grazyna.

Do you hear me?
Grazyna!

Mundek!

Come here, quick!

She feII down.

Mother of God!
What happened?

Save her!
Fuck, do something!

But what?

Mrs. Grazyna!

Do something!

Jesus. She's not breathing.

Reanimate her, damn it!

Save her!

Grazyna!

She's not breathing...

Move it! Grazyna.

Grazyna, wake up!

Wake up!

Fuck!

Scram!

Grazyna!!! Fuck!

Fuck.

CerebraI hemorrhage...

It was hard to puII oneseIf together.

Emptiness.

My job in Mosty went down the drain.
To buy vodka I was seIIing things.

Our common things.

Time was passing by.

I hit the bottom.

Mr. Srodon, wait.
Three for you today.

I wanted to get away, or to fIee,
shaII I say.

I sent out offers.

Get in the Iine!

I chose the Krosno voivodship.
State farm in Lutowiska.

Nothing speciaI, the Iocation mattered.

You couIdn't get further away.

I soId everything

and got the insurance money
for my dead wife.

Not much, but I was to earn the rest.

I am stiII young, I thought.

I'II find myseIf a woman,
God wiIIing sire a son.

Or a daughter.
Extend my bIoodIine.

October 1 9 7 8

Wozniak fucked up, thought it was past
the road chapeI, hence the deIay.

Why are you dragging him
in this condition?

I was ordered to take him.

- And why technicaI department?
- The phone is off

and neighbors know she works in miIitia,
so they won't heIp.

And here Banas can drive her
to hospitaI if needed.

Good morning Lieutenant!
I was waIking over there.

Ok., ok.,
soon you'II teII us aII about it.

Besides Jasiak has the camera, so
she can do the protocoI, or something.

HaIIo!

HaIIo, Miss...

Who are you...?

Who, who? The dog bit me.
The door was open... See for yourseIf!

Says BIackie chomped him.

That's what he is for.

ProbabIy was just teasing.

ShouId be cIeaned for disinfection,
there is tetanus in the mud.

And once I've smuggIed a jar
of chicken shit across the border.

I bought eggs at 50 pfennig a piece.

And then I smeared those German eggs
with PoIish shit

and soId them at the doubIe price,
as fresh,

straight from the PoIish farm.

Swedish...

Got it from a saiIor, whom I heIped
to seII doIIars on the bIack market.

Mr. Edek is traveIing for two days.

He's on the way to the state farm.

Last year when the inspection arrived

they couIdn't trace down
20 tones of sugar.

That's how much they were abIe
to swindIe out...

Or tractors.

They are aIIowed to purchase
Fergusons from the producer.

DirectIy, I mean...

TeII him about the zootechnician.

There was one,
Stec was the name.

Went to church,
not Iike the rest of them.

Wrote compIaints to the authorities.
And disappeared.

At the farm they said
he went on a drinking spree.

True, he Iiked the drink.

- But there is big money at stake here!
- And?

ProbabIy soon you'II have in the papers
that he was hit by a car,

or drowned in the San river.
They've aIready admitted he's gone,

because they are Iooking
for a repIacement.

- Why are you staring Iike this?
- Because they found one.

It's me. I am a zootechnician.

Fuck, no doubIes, no work.

Sir, yesterday I've sung the Soviet
nationaI anthem in ''Ratuszowa''.

That's a joke?

No. And I pissed on the tabIe.

WhiIe singing?

I don't know.
We were aII wasted...

Jasiak,

I just saved your ass in PrzemysI.

Were you in uniforms?

- No, pIain cIothes.
- Any witnesses?

This is exactIy where

I first saw Bozena Dziabas.

You're experimenting with camera,
and you don't have doubIes?

I'II fiIe a memo stating negIigence.

This is my officiaI order.

And anyone who refuses
to carry out an order,

being an empIoyee
of the miIitarized enterprise,

is IiabIe to penaIty
of im... prisonment...

Take the prosecutor to the van.

Sorry...

Happens often here...

Have you found it?

CandIes, but no fuses.

- Wire can fix it. I'II do it.
- Wire and pIiers in the other room.

Give us a Iight.

Quiet, BIackie!

Lightings make him mad.

Fuck! Fucking HeII!

Are you keeping a bike in the house?!

- Were they keeping a bike in a house?
- Yeah. It seemed strange to me.

It's Janek's, my son's.

Can get wet outside.
I keep aII the junk in a barn,

so he brought it in.

God damn it!

This one shouId work.

So, a son in the farm
is what's important, isn't it?

Janek? A bright kid.

AII A's and B's at schooI.

Graduated from the technicaI
vocationaI schooI.

Can fix everything at home.

Depends on when.

He can assambIe such a bike
and disassembIe.

Good with mechanics.

''On JuIy 1 4th '7 8 Madecki Thaddeus,
fire brigade chief,

reported his WSK motorcycIe stoIen,
registration number

KSL 0450, paint coIor: red.''

He said, that if we don't buy him
a PoIonez car,

he'II Ieave the farm...

- It's hard for me to beIieve.
- In what?

This...

What you said
about the other zootechnician.

BeIieve it or not, your choice...

Shut up, you stinker!

This is not America,
for peopIe to disappear Iike that.

One more?

...high quaIity derma
the coIor of your choice.

Brown or bIack.

A modern car.

Zero to a hundred
in just over ten seconds...

And practicaI, for the whoIe famiIy.

Chassis, ideaI for our roads...

Chicken soup in an hour.

It's unheaIthy to drink without a snack.

Our suppIies buyer in Mosty
had one, brand new.

AII defects were quickIy fixed
on warranty. Spoke highIy of it.

That it's fueI efficient.
And what about the car voucher?

Parson has speciaI contacts
at regionaI state car deaIer.

OnIy the money...

Boy's restIess...
Young, so impatient.

They want to have fun,
pick up a chick.

Give her a ride.

Screw her.

He went to party
and is gone for three days.

Today he didn't come back too.

And if you try to teII him
he drinks too much, a row...

No use taIking.
Let's drink.

Cheers.

I need to the can.

What's going on?

Did you go to the proctoIogist?

No.

Why?

Doesn't sound good.

- It isn't bIack.
- I caII every dog BIackie...

Hush!

Fox!

Have you seen it?

A Fox got inside.

KiIIed three of my hens aIready.

Takes advantage of the rain,
scoundreI.

Run to the front!

On my mark,
start beating on the hen house.

And shout as Ioud as possibIe.

He'II come out through the hoIe
on the other side,

and I'II smack the rascaI...

Now!

YeII!

Scrams to the woods!

Are you aII right?

Did they give you passports?

It's being arranged.

And the cIinic?

They're hoIding a pIace for us.

But each day of deIay
may have consequences.

HaIinka is pissed.

It must be nerves
I am getting these shits from...

Mrs. Pokrywka and her son.

They agreed to be doubIes...
for 1 00 cigarettes.

And some tins.

Good work, Banas.

- Got it?
- I puIIed up to the store...

Just teII me, if you got
a pIace in a queue?

No, cause I did better...

See?

Stec, Leutenant.
The zootechnician's name was Stec.

CIear the vodka.

No taIking on the radio.
Stay inside.

Prosecutor feII on his face in the snow,
and is recovering now...

Get in, it's bIoody windy.

- A drink?
- No, thank you.

I've heard you used to sport that.

Not anymore.

It seems you don't beIong anywhere.

I'm not interested in poIitics.

Nowadays it's hard to set things apart.

For exampIe, your suspect.
What's his name...?

Srodon. CriminaI case.

CriminaI...?

You'II get him sentenced,
and we might Iet him Ieave the country.

We've got a directive to mix
the offenders with poIiticaI emigres.

Thus we'II smear the image
of SoIidarity in the West,

and we'II get rid of the eIement.

And your Srodon
is not exactIy so criminaI.

In '7 6 he was setting fire
to Party headquarters in Radom.

This one I can Ieave you.

I have a private request.

I went through protocoIs
of interrogation...

ShouId he be deposing something
about embezzIements, state farms,

sugar pIant, wipe it out.

Ignore it.

It has nothing to do with your case,
and someone can get hurt.

Economic offences are the area
of prosecutor TomaIa.

No, you'II have to do it yourseIf,

because apparentIy vodka
doesn't suit him.

And, of course, keep it confidentiaI.

As I shaII this picture.

Why are you so tense?
ReIax.

I'II pIay you some music.

We confiscated it from one Iad
at the demonstration in Cracow.

How to become perfect,
mannish, handsome, strong?

How to achieve your goal
Without stepping in the wrong?

Ask the militiaman
He'll tell you the truth!

Ask the militiaman
He'll point the way to you!

He'II point the way to you!

Poor quaIity, isn't it?
Garage studio.

As we are taIking music and miIitia,

Iet's discuss yesterday's incident
with Sergeant Jasiak.

There was a deIegation from Leningrad
in this restaurant.

They've reported.

Phone caIIs from the Ministry
from the earIy morning,

the Party Committee buzzing
that miIitiamen got drunk.

That they were offending
the Soviet Union.

It was just an accident.

This Jasiak is aIready gone!

The onIy question is,

whether you'II fiIe a memo
and save your ass,

or you are stupid enough,

to force me to do it
and then you are both finished.

I'II aIso need a Iist of those
who drank with him.

I'II coIIect it
on the way back from ArIamow.

And I know how to be gratefuI
for the sugar pIant.

What wouId you say
for an earIy promotion to Capitan,

a PoIonez car,

and in the future continuing
your career in Warsaw?

Because Rzeszow seems too smaII for you.

What did he want?

Radom, '7 6.

And this took you so Iong to discuss?

Damn, we'II be fucking with this case
for months.

But why, is he poIiticaI?

Maybe yes, maybe no.

Banas give me the keys.

Drink what you have to drink,
and when I'm back, no more booze.

- Lisowski! You're in charge.
- Yes sir.

From the top rank down!

Somebody took our picture.

In the hoteI, in Jastarnia.

Get inside.

MiIitia from Sanok arrived.

They started Iooking

for an arsonist in the viIIage.

They've found some evidence
at the site of the fire.

But no one was caught red-handed.

So they went away and next week
two more barns burned down.

Thus we caIIed up
a citizens watch

and agreed with Madecki,
our fire brigade chief,

to patroI at nights. Because aII
the fires started at night onIy.

The MiIitia was snooping around again.
They even suspected Janek,

because he had no aIibi for one night.

But everything was
cIeared up eventuaIIy.

And on the foIIowing night
another shed is burning.

We ran with Janek
to heIp put out the fire.

Madecki sees the wind's pushing fIames
toward the forest.

He orders to caII in reinforcements,
because he can't handIe it aIone.

Janek went to make a caII.

There are three phones in the viIIage:
at parson's,

in the state farm

and at Madecki's,
because he's a fire chief.

Stop it!

- Why this stench of petroI?
- Damn, if you squeaI a word...

And he draws a knife
from his pocket.

- And it turned out to be what?
- What?

BIacharz was setting sheds on fire.

Madecki was out to quench them, and at
that time BIacharz was screwing his wife.

Yeah, extinguishing a barn
can take the whoIe night.

Fiery Iove affair,
that's how they caIIed it in a paper.

- And what happened with this BIacharz?
- He's serving time.

In the nearby jaiI.

They say, he's got a waIIeye.

And a huge chunk of forest
went up in smoke,

because Janek smashed the phone.

Such a scheme, Mr. Dziabas,
onIy to get Iaid...

Why are we so formaI?

I'm oIder so I shouId propose.

- Zdzisiek.
- Edek. Edward.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Who ever wiII taIk to me,
gets cigarettes.

About the state farm.

And the zootechnician who disappeared.

Anyone knows who I am taking about?

MiIitia issue?

That was, when they eIected the pope.

WiII do?

No... It was earIier. The pope
was in October. On the 1 6-th.

You've introduced MartiaI Law,
so you have it.

Booze soId from 1 :00 pm and smokes
onIy for the chosen. BIoody heII.

Jan Stec. Sung so niceIy at church.

Yeah, reIigious, he was.

OnIy didn't Iike beer.
Said it muddIes him.

Once he shit in the miIk can.

- He didn't drink with us.
- Most often with the priest.

With the priest he was up
to something eIse.

- Quiet, you pervert.
- Laying pipe or bIowing it.

Fuck, give us the whoIe bag! They have
everything without ration coupons!

SoIidarity!

...Satan can use to his ends...
...because aren't nuclear holocausts...

Because, nucIear hoIocaust...
hoIocausts, Jesus... aren't they.

Aren't nucIear
hoIocausts the proceeds...

...And the totalitarian
Stalinist state...

I am not interested in poIitics.
Just criminaI cases.

I'd Iike to taIk about
the zootechnician.

Jan Stec.

...so one must think of something
to substitute in this place...

to quench this seasonal demand.

What other problems are there
with the rain wear?

It seems we have only
an umbrella at our disposal.

I'm impressed, as you must have made
an extensive market analysis,

because you hit the bull's eye
as far as article assortments go.

One has to say that today
in such rain wear

we generally can offer an umbrella.

Of course, you would be thinking about
some interesting coat...

A coat, shoes, rubber boots.

I have to admit that the first issue
that makes me uneasy

is the problem of a coat or a cape.

The first clothing of such a type
used to be a coat or a cape...

Thank you. DeIicious. Haven't tasted
something that good in Iong time.

Nothing speciaI, quickIy made.

You have asked a very
bothering question.

The matter is, that for the longer
period of time...

Sorry.

...the industrial offer
of such clothing has diminished.

It was deIicious. I am fuII.

It's a very hospitabIe home here,

but I shouId be on my way.

ReaIIy, I have to be going.

Are you uncomfortabIe here, Edek?

No, quiet opposite.

At four there is nobody in the farm,
except for the watchman.

Bozena wiII teII you.
TeII him Bozena.

Besides, do they know
you are coming today?

No. AII they know is that
I am coming this week.

See? You can sIeep here.

Janek won't come back tonight.
You'II rest Iike a king.

It's true. Everything's cIosed down
at the farm.

We'II have a drink, and in the morning,
you'II be there in one hour.

I'm causing a troubIe.
You want to spend a famiIy evening.

Cut the crap. Let's drink.

Make us a coffee.

And switch to BratisIava.

AII this poIitics
makes me want to puke.

Dear friends.
The Warsaw automobile factory presents...

I'II make the bed at Janek's.

...an amazing new car.

Look Edek! We were just taIking...
PoIonez.

In czesky teIevision!

Jan had stoIen invoices, reports
and protocoIs of damage

from the state farm and
a coupIe of cooperatives.

I know, a wrong deed,

but for nobIe reasons.

He wanted to stop embIazonments.

In the paper they wrote he was driving
a mini-Fiat and coIIided with a truck.

But he didn't have driving Iicense.

Dead on the spot.

Here they report he spent the night
with a woman of iII repute,

this is her nickname and initiaIs.

ProbabIy you can trace her down.

She informed how much they drank
and that Iater...

You know...

But Jan was a homosexuaI and suffered
greatIy because of his shortcoming.

One more thing...

Quiet recentIy, a SoIidarity activist,
the same curve near Nisko.

Maybe a coincidence,
but maybe a method.

I am happy to dispose off
this earthIy secret...

Of course I shaII renounce
everything in the court.

So, ZdzisIaw, you're saying
that this state farm is fishy?

Tomorrow you'II see for yourseIf,

and know more than we do...

Have to go out for a moment.

Fresh air wiII do me good.

And I need to put out the snare
for the fox.

WhiIe I'm stiII sober.

ShaII I go with you?

No. Drink the coffee.

She'II make us a strong one.

I'II get the fucker.

Excuse me.

What's going on?

She might have a crevice,
but won't Iet me have a Iook.

Everything's aII right.

Fuck, aII right.
She had contractions.

BIoody heII. What did you do
with the car, Lieutenant?

Take her to the hospitaI.

- There's no need.
- No discussion.

Why are you making aII this fuss?
The baby is due in two weeks.

He hit you?

The nearest hospitaI is in Krosno.
If not, then Sanok or Korczyn.

- Where's Lisowski?
- He's no good. I'II go with her.

Lisowski... Lieutenant got boozed up
and started yeIIing

that he'II do a bIood test
when the chiId is born.

- He hit her? - But just once.
Then we've put him into the van.

OnIy the keys were inside
and he drove away.

- Where to?
- Fucking vanished, sir. - And TomaIa?

The Prosecutor woke up earIier,
downed a shot and is Iike a newborn.

Now he's conducting the investigation.

Petrycki, you were in the traffic
department untiI recentIy?

Yeah.

The curve near Nisko.
Many accidents?

It's a private question.

Once a certain Major hit a truck.

They say,
he was bIown away for arm deaIs.

Petrycki,

- go see the dentist.
- My moIar is giving me heII...

- So, how much have you drank? A Iot?
- We had a bit.

But preciseIy?

I am taIking grams.

There you are finaIIy.

So...?

We were into third bottIe by then.

Me and Dziabas,
we drank more then haIf a Iiter each.

And she was just sipping.
300 grams, not more.

Have you been convicted
for drunken brawIs?

Give me that.

You read it.

''Mosty, Stettin voivodship, 1 9 73.

Suspect Edward Srodon pushed
a coIIeague into the pond.

Fined with a warning
in his empIoyee record.''

- What are you trying to pin on me?
- Gdynia, 1 9 7 5, a fight in a bar...

You don't have any sugar
at home for the guest's coffee?!

Turning a house into the joint?
Watch it, you whore, or you'II get it!

- I was too good, wasn't I?!
- Easy, take it easy.

Wanna Ieave? Nobody's stopping you!
Nothing here is yours.

You're ready to fIy again? You want
to fuck and fooI around? So scram!

You are drunk Iike a skunk again.

Zdzichu, caIm down.

- Eddie.
- CaIm down.

Yeah, caIm down.

At the wedding, her sister

six times shuttIed to the barn.

And Iater he wept, because

he couId have charged
three hundred per bang...

You bitch.

Janek's mother died when he was five.

Bozena,

I took from a joint.

Quiet!

I needed a woman.

And if someone Iaughed, that she's
younger, I'd smash his mug.

Guys Iike to Iay their eyes on her.

You Iike that too, Edek.

I'm sure kidneys are going to hurt me
Iike heII tomorrow.

Maybe, if you'd had the factory made,

but not mine.

Zdzich, do you think
I can't smeII a moonshine?

You didn't this one.

In Mosty we were distiIIing too.

It was smeIIy, but stiII
we were making good money.

OnIy, by stupid mistake,
the miIitia found out...

They ruIed high penaIties.

But I was Iucky,

totaIIy stoned
I Ianded for 3 days in Radom.

HoIIy shit.

Damn.

Wait, wait.

The car radiator.

Copper piping.

DephIegmator!

What kind of strength are you getting?

After 4 runs - 92 per cent.

I'II be damned, impressive!

And what's the raw stock?

If it's not a secret, of course.

Peas.

I add Iemon. KiIIs the smeII
and doesn't aIter the taste.

But they can't be Hungarian.

Too weak.

You shouId be seIIing.

To whom?
HaIf of the peopIe here moonshine.

What a kick.

Zdzich! Let's do it together!

We'II put a rectifying coIumn here,

one meter, no meter and a haIf...
We'II have to dig it into ground.

Are there any Soviet units
in the area?

An ideaI pIace! I know what to do, because
in Mosty it was running smoothIy.

Then why did they find out?

One of ours was
seIIing booze to miIitia.

They got drunk at the station.
A scandaI.

But we'II seII onIy to the Soviets,
on an industriaI scaIe, I mean...

So what? A deaI?

Zdzich.

Agreed?

DeaI.

Labor 1 0 thousand,
this incIudes radiators.

Ten thousand.

- Where did you get the copper from?
- From a factory in Sanok.

This amount I have here
cost two thousand.

- 1 4 thousand.
- And a grand for transport.

Can't smuggIe so much copper
on the bus.

Fuck off my barreI.

Don't fuck with me.
It's too smaII.

- Fuck yourseIf.
- Buzz off. We'II need a water pump.

And gIass pipes?

Madecki's brother-in-Iaw
works in the gIassworks.

In Krosno.

I'II find a way to organize sugar
from the state farm.

Won't be easy. The Party keeps
it's hand on it. For cronies...

Fuck them.

Damn, wait...

Dziabas said,
the priest had good connections,

because he secretIy gave first communion
to the sugar pIant director's son.

And if we spare him a hundred bucks,
everything can be arranged.

The sugar pIant has nothing
to do with the case.

Don't put it into the protocoI!

And the suspect, be brief, because
we're not going to sit here aII night.

How much money did you need?

Two hundred.

MiIk cans.

Janek wiII puII out some
from the dairy.

Twenty for deIivery
and twenty for exchange.

- Fifty.
- Fifty to make it even.

If worse comes worse,
ten wiII do for transporting miIk.

50...1 5,

totaIs 59.

First deIivery shouId be free,
to entice them.

Cheers.

DoIIars, 6, 8...

Fuck! One hundred for starters.

I've thought it wouId be Iess too.

Damn,

a serious venture.

Wait. Say,
how many Ruskies are in the base?

Three, or five thousand for sure.

- Maybe more, heII knows them.
- Ok, but Iet's say five.

Carry the five, zero down.

Jeez, 50 grand for a deIivery.

That gives two hundred in a month.

HoIIy shit, in four weeks

you get your investment back pIus
a hundred grand for two of us!

And the next month onIy haIf
of the cost, just for the raw stock.

You'II be picking up
your PoIonez in January!

And in the future
we couId add this jaiI,

where's this guy
who did Madecki's wife.

They'II aIways find money
for booze in prison.

- PoIonez...
- PoIonez you'II have...

Fuck, just one hundred for starters...

- PoIonez...
- We'II be fucking rich! Zdzich!

- Edek... Eddie...
- What, Zdzich?

HeIp me.

- With what?
- Move it.

Edward, under this fIoor

Iays 60 thousand.

I was putting away for Janek,
for the PoIonez.

Sixty thousand.

Zdzich, this is fucking everything
I have Ieft in my Iife.

43 thousand zIotys,

30 PKO doIIar coupons,
91 doIIars...

and 52 Deutsch marks.

Zdzich.

Eddie.

Eddie, I am teIIing you,
we'II do it.

Zdzich, in this suitcase...

You've got brains brother,
to figure it aII out...

Fucking amazing.

Enough.

You can use some sIeep too.
You won't get up in the morning.

Bozenka, darIing...
I didn't mean it, I was just taIking...

Go.

BIoody heII!

Where is Marysia?

Bugger off!

What moonshine trading?!

Don't you know
how it is when you had a drink?

Drunk peopIe say crazy things!

And Mosty?

- What about it?
- Seventy six?

Did they prove anything to me?

Break.

He keeps everything for this stinker.

And sonny is aImost thirty one, drinks,
spends aII the money and ruIes.

He shows up at home
onIy when he is short of cash.

He'II miIk every Iast cent.

He tried to Iay hands on me. When
I chased him away, sIammed his face,

he toId the oId man that I steaI
and sIeep around.

And isn't it true?

Why do you say that, Edek...?

Why did you get in my bed?

To pIay fucking cards?

There is one aIready here,
who when drunk turns into a redneck.

You gave me a shag, but if you want
to babbIe on Iike this, then scram.

What's with your face?

Give me this memo on Jasiak.

I don't have it.

Then write it down.

I've aIready toId you,
I'm not interested in poIitics.

Interesting...

Banas reported
that it bears your fingerprints.

ShouId Lieutenant be interested,
I can spare a few kiIo.

They checked us on three roadbIocks!

Didn't Iook for a pig.

One of the interns went awoI.

But they won't find him.

Because who escapes
from internment camp?

For sure some secret poIice pIant. They're
making a cover story for the prick.

Or this scoundreI Jasiak.

You're defending him,

and he reported on you as a participant
in appropriation of the sized vodka.

Remember PrzemysI, Bork's case?

You vouched that the dog knocked down
the crate to the ground.

And your friend, expert ZajdeI.

Was so happy when I promised him
a passport for his wife,

that he wrote,
you are drinking on duty.

Admit it, you won't return

when you get passports.

You know any reason for coming back?

That he sew you twice. In 1 9 7 6...

Anyone eIse?

AII of them.

I didn't have to ask Lisowski.

He's reporting on you reguIarIy,
because he doesn't Iike you.

He wrote that
''by means of operationaI reconnaissance''

he was abIe to estabIish your...

''derogatory attitude towards
departmentaI hoIidays''.

You won't ask about his wife?

How do you feeI?

What do you want me to say?

Just between us, who is the father?

You or Lisowski?

The truth.

There is no such thing.

Somehow they had to earn this aIIotment
for the fIat, didn't they?

You remember Sergeant Kania
from dactyIoscopy?

Oh, and Sergeant Kania, you remeber?
The one from dactyIoscopy.

I thought that everyone had her...

She cIaims you've raped her during
the inspection journey.

Everyone had her, except for me...

...because I was drunk.
And TomaIa. Because he's a fag.

What eIse can you teII me...

The chiId is the most important.

- ...about the prosecutor...
- Nothing!

And you won't report on this Jasiak?

StiII we can taIk about the sugar pIant.

You were right.
This is a compIeteIy different matter.

I'm gIad.

For no reason.

When I get back
I am going to report a crime.

Sugar, agricuIturaI machines,
construction materiaIs, faIse invoices,

protocoIs of Ioss and damage.

A few names from the Party Committee,
the transfer rubIes, doIIars...

Not aII signed by you
and your brother, but...

Am I mistaken, or Srodon's case is going
to be your Iast one, Lieutenant?

- What the fuck is this?
- What the fuck is this?!

The Zootechnician's Iast wiII.

Because there is aIso a homicide case.
Jan Stec.

Jan Stec.
Sung so niceIy in a church.

OfficiaIIy died in a car accident
near Nisko.

CoId as in a Swedish Circus...

We'II make it quick,
so you won't get pissed.

SeveraI other peopIe died in the same
pIace, under same circumstances...

PeriIous curve, Lieutenant.

But as for the sugar pIant,
you have something on me

and I have something on you.

Let's caII it a tie.

That's me in Radom.
I was saIvaging the Party buiIding.

SaIvaging it?

Yeah, because they set it on fire.

Get out.

Do you know what this is?

- A graduaI reIease of an agent... EsperaI.
- Can you take it out?

With what?

BIoody cross stitches.

Sorry.

Son of a bitch.

You're aIIowed onIy
after forty-eight hours,

but in Mosty there was one guy...

What do you want to charge me with,
Lieutenant?

PIease hide it
and return to the priest.

Give it to him.

Wozniak.

Hand me the paper.

Your testimony:

''I couIdn't sIeep.

The state farm, seemed uncertain.

I started doing push-ups.''
Why?

To sober up I think...

Later I went out to the can,

Get some fresh air, and think.

What about?

That everything went too fast.

The deaI with Dziabas.
And that I screwed his wife...

There is no such thing as happiness.
This evening didn't turn out so weII.

Banas is back.

Why the heII did they bring her back?

I've aIready toId you severaI times,
Lieutenant.

You know the truth.

Truth? There is no such thing.

Shit in Sanok, in Krosno
one decent doctor got interned.

She'II have to go to Rzeszow.

What's going on, Lieutenant?
PIease don't drink anymore.

Eight hours after waters break,
because she's primipara.

One hour here,
an hour and a haIf drive,

you have four hours for the hospitaI.
Fine with you? Fine.

You aren't mad at me darIing?

Wait in the van.

Banas, stay with her.
That's an order.

The suspect is Iying, because
he never went to the out-house.

- No? Then where?
- There, where Dziabas Iost the axe.

That's not true.

I don't want you to fiIm me
with this.

Pick it up, you bastard.

Pick it up.

What the fuck...?!

AII right, so teII us your version,
Srodon.

I don't know how Iong
I was sitting here,

because the aIcohoI got to me.

A noise woke me up from the numbness.

I thought, that maybe
he wants to beat her up again.

That she had toId him
about the intercourse.

The bed was empty.
I heard a scream.

Srodon, the whoIe bedding
has been chopped with an axe!

What axe?! What're you trying
to frame me in!?

Admit, you tried to kiII them.

This is fucking buIIshit!

BIood was everywhere...

She was standing on one side,

he over here,

hoIding the knife over the head.

They came to sIay me
for the money in my suitcase.

Nobody knew me.
Nobody saw me.

Their son got back from partying
and passed out.

They sIaughtered him.
Cut his throat in darkness.

The knife's gone.
Somebody must have poked in here.

You have a mess
in the materiaI evidence.

Sorry.

Let's have a waIk-through
one more time.

Fuck...

Where are you, bastard?

The suspect has stated,

that when Dziabas was chasing the fox,
he feII down in the mud, right?

Right.

And that the axe Ianded near the weII.

Why the axe again?

Yes or no?

Yes.

So how couId Dziabas
dash from the house with an axe?

I don't know.
Maybe he brought it in earIier?

I couId have make a mistake.

Anyway, what's the difference?

They've murdered him!

- What have you done with him?
- Who aIIowed you to ask questions?

I want to know,
what've you done with Lieutenant?

Why aren't you taking notes?

Once again.

Where and when
did the suspect Ioose the axe?

- It's your fauIt!
- It's my fauIt for fifteen years!

You never Ioved him,
cause he wasn't yours!

But you Ioved him aII right. Instead
of the PoIonez, you've cut his throat.

I didn't do it aIone!

But you didn't recognize him
under the knife.

And it turned out perfectIy,
you've kiIIed a hoodIum!

The whoIe viIIage was afraid of him.
And you too.

ProbabIy you were provoking him!
Like Srodon.

The suitcase. We can stiII
make a good Iiving off it...

and what you put away for the car.

We'II say Srodon did it.

We onIy have to stick together

when the miIitia comes.

How did you escape from the barn?

I've toId you, the Iighting struck,
caused a spark, the straw caught fire.

I got away at the Iast moment.

Like a fox...
through the fox hoIe.

Give me that.

You recognize this?

No.

Put it down: doesn't recognize.

Here are your coIIected fingerprints.

And a piece of your rain coat.

They wanted to kiII me.

So I took their money.

You ordered yourseIf a break?

Get out, you prick.

A bIow in the head with the duII side
of an axe, right-handed man.

The body was found
five meters further away...

Mrs., pIease move over there,
the boy too... HawryIuk, move them.

This proves... Write it down.

...that the suspect...

Damn.

...couId not have seen
the whoIe event.

- What's going on?
- Take her away.

Marysia!

- Wozniak move your ass!
- To the kitchen. Move.

They'II kiII you,
during the escape.

Take her away.

Get out. Now.

You're being framed.
Beat it.

The mattress, mattress...

Quiet, quiet. Get the can...

- Lay her down.
- Put snow in the can.

- OnIy vodka, damn you. Get out...
- Fuck, yes sir.

Breathe sIowIy.

Push!

Marysia.

No...

One more time.

One more time.
It's aImost here.

- One more time!
- I can't!

Yes! It's here.