All language subtitles for T.F.S02E08.Trefa do Tlustého [eng]

It looks like we set up
a wonderful office for Zeljko in jail

from which to run his operations.

Forget the darkies.

He drank, he died,
he didn't drink, he also died.

That Engjell killed Svojgr.
Right in front of me!

Are you alright?

If it's a tropical illness,
calcium is not going to help me.

There are two kinds of infidelity:
out of boredom and out of desperation.

If this is the first kind, then you
just have to get a new trainer.

- I'm leaving.
- Where to?

Look. Help!

- I didn't do anything!
- You didn't?

You know what?
I'm going to fuck Slepychkova.

Well, that's about all
you've got left, you dumbass.

- What if she doesn't want you?
- She will.

Are you alright?

Yeah, I just can't really breathe.

Karel? Do you have a condom?

Vote number 10 and let's
treat each other fairly.

Thank you.

Dear God.

We've got your son.

We want a million.
Otherwise we kill him.

Go ahead!
I'm sick of that asshole anyway.

Everything okay, Mr Tlusty?

No! You're fired.

Good heavens, why?

Because you're stealing
scrap metal, lots of it.

Who is?

Everyone! And those who
aren't stealing are planning to.

You're mad, I've been here fifteen
years and never stole anything.

It would never even occur to me!

You're carting scrap out of here!

Look here, Sheriff,
I know what I know.

What am I supposed to do now?
I have to pay for four kids!

I don't give a fuck about that.

Dad, look, if I don't give
them the money, they'll kill me.

Let him go.

Come in the office.

You two stay here!

Come on, don't just stand there!

Come in.

So, Mr Varga no longer
insists on a million, right?

No.

He'll be satisfied with a bonus
for beating you up. Here.

Thank you, generous sir,

God will pay you back in your children.
Now get out.

You guys were scheming against me?

I go with whoever's paying me, bud.
Not with whoever owes me.

Listen, you try
this on me once more.

You forgot to limp!

Zbynek, prepare 600,000 for me.

I thought it was all
worked out with Oliver.

Yeah, that's dealt with,
I need it for the campaign.

Well, but that's
the company's money,

it can't just be
withdrawn at a whim.

The general assembly
has to discuss it.

Fucking unbelievable.
It's my company! My money!

And you're here to hold
your mouth and stay in line!

Good money.

I'd like to shoot you all.

THE FURY

Season 2
Episode 8

What is it?!
Jesus Christ, are you.? Jana!

- What's going on?
- Come here.

Give me a hand!

Good Lord!
Kunesh, what is it?

Are you all right?
What is it?

- Help!
- Call an ambulance!

How do you feel?

Like a sober man
in the drunk tank.

We don't have any other
separated space here.

Your colleague spoke
of infection with a tropical illness.

I don't have any tropical illness.

I'm allergic to mould.

Did you do the tests?

Yes, there's nothing
wrong with you.

The allergy was not confirmed.

What's wrong with me then?

From my point of view,
you're healthy.

You can go home.

Oh, sorry, sorry.

Hey, stop, stop!
Open up, open up! Please.

Please, to the theatre,
as fast as possible!

But you are at the theatre.

No, to the other one,
the drama studio,

- I'm rushing between performances.
- Aha. - Yeah, please.

And, and fast, I've got to be
on the stage in 10 minutes,

or the nymph
won't lose her wreath.

Right, right.

No, don't bother sending a car.
Don't come!

The alarm's just acting up!
I'm already on my way.

I'm takin' my moola

That black dog!

You bastard!

Jesus. Oliver!

I'm glad you got yourself
together, Kunesh.

I'm moving out of that
boarding house of yours for good.

I don't want to wake up quarantined
at the Usti drunk tank again.

- Where's the body?
- Over there.

It looks like it was
one of the thieves.

A clean, almost model,
shot straight through the heart.

He died almost immediately.

What about the bruises?

They had a fight by the safe,
fought, and then it came to shots.

In my opinion the bruises
are somewhat older.

But not with certainty
until after the autopsy.

The safe evidently
wasn't opened by force.

Who found him?

Zbynek Musil.
The CEO of this scrap yard.

Chief, you know
who the deceased is?

- What am I, a clairvoyant?
- Oliver Tlusty.

- "That" Tlusty?!
- It's his son.

- Oh, damn.
- Does he know yet?

We can't get ahold of him.

And is that there
the guy who found him?

- Yeah, Tlusty's son-in-law.
- Great.

I'm Lieutenant Colonel Rohan.

Zbynek Musil.

My condolences.

It's a great tragedy, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.
He just turned thirty.

Have you contacted
your father-in-law yet?

I tried to call him,
but he's not picking up.

The murder victim,
I mean your brother-in-law,

did he work here?

Oliver, work?
No, he didn't.

Well then, I'm wondering what
he was doing here last night?

I've been thinking
about it since the morning

and there is one possibility.

Oliver owed money all over town

and his relationship
with his dad was awful.

So you want to tell me that
he robbed the safe himself?

I'd believe it after what happened
here the last couple days.

How much was in the safe?

I'd estimate over 2 million.

And you always leave it unlocked?

No, of course not, why?

So Oliver knew the combination?

Well, my father-in-law
used the same one everywhere.

So it's likely he did know it.

Then it's obvious!
He had an accomplice who shot him.

The money's gone.

A big company like this
and you don't have guards?

We did, but a few days ago
my father-in-law threw him out,

saying he was stealing.

Why is that billboard all shot up?

That was him!
My father-in-law!

He was shooting at himself?

No, he was just letting off steam.

You know, a few days ago
Oliver tried to blackmail his dad.

He planned his own kidnapping.

What kidnapping now?

With this bunch of gypsies.

He owed them, so they faked his
kidnapping and wanted a million.

But my father-in-law saw through it.

So it can be assumed
that he wanted to get

the money another way.

Well, thank you for now.

There was a gold telephone
lying next to the mask.

It could belong to the accomplice.

Check it out, Slepychkova.

The battery!
It's the battery, doctor.

I guess you're probably expecting
that I've solved the case,

but unfortunately I have bad news.

It doesn't look like a classic B&E,
there's no signs of forced entry.

Other than the bloody
footprints of course.

What footprints?

Over there, by the sorting room.

Colleagues, would you be
so kind as to give me a push.

Alright, let's do it, doctor.
Of course, doctor, get in.

You've got the hand brake on.
Come on, guys.

You on the left, good let's go.
Just make sure.

Shit.

Doctor! Stop! Stop!

Doctor, stop!

Doctor, you have
another body there.

Oh, dear...

You know me, I don't like to come to
conclusions without a proper autopsy,

but here I would almost
dare to say it's a case of suicide.

It looks like a family tragedy.

Tlusty probably caught a masked
thief and pulled out a weapon.

When he discovered he'd shot
his own son, he committed suicide.

Mr Musil, we won't
be needing you anymore.

What's up, something the matter?

If it was between these two,
then where's the two million?

The boy was wearing hiking boots.

Tlusty was wearing flat
dress shoes and these footprints,

they look more like some
worn-out sneakers.

Guys, take a look at the footprints.

Try comparing them, but I bet that
not one of them belongs to the victim.

Oh, and eliminate Macha's as well.

Hey, Lupanek!
Isn't this that Bobby of yours?

Shut your trap, Macha.

No, I'm just saying,
if he's involved in this,

that could maybe resolve
your current family situation.

- You goddamn idiot!
- You're acting like an asshole.

You found a different solution.

- Shut your mouth, I said!
- Lupanek, get ahold of yourself!

You're not the only guy in
the world whose woman has left him.

- Yeah? No kidding?
- That's enough!

Kunesh, what do you think?

I feel like we've got a murder
and a subsequent suicide here.

We said to save such
conclusions till after the autopsy.

I agree.

We can't forget that 2 million

just up and disappeared
from the scene of the crime.

So running around
somewhere out there,

there's a thief or a witness
or even a murderer.

Well, get to it then.

Forget about it. Rohan's right.

You're not the only man in
the world whose woman has left him.

So, where should we start?

What about with your car?

Hey!

That's my car! Leave it alone!

You crossed the line with Lupanek!

You're all so uptight!
It was just a joke!

You've been standing up
for him a lot lately!

Port warehouses Diein

I think suspect number one
is the security guard.

Tlusty threw him out,
so he made a deal with the kid,

but the old man caught them.
Then there was a shootout.

Then the guard ran off when
Tlusty found out what'd happened.

He shot himself, then the guard
came back and helped himself.

Don't stop using your brain
because you have problems at home.

Hey, you can't,
you can't park here!

We're only going to be parked
here a max of 20 minutes?

Slepychkova, c'mere!

What is it?! What do you want?

Come here!

Is it normal that someone
left a loaded hand-cart here?

Well, better put out
an international warrant.

Evidently it was our comrades
from the GDR.

What do you mean?

- Oh, you mean the DDR.
- Yeah.

I worked for them for fifteen years.

And when he fired me,

you can't wonder
that I told the guys in the pub

I'd like to kill him.

You said that?

Yeah, but I was drunk.

People say things like that,
don't they?

I told my old lady
that a million times.

Right, like "if you cheat on me,
I'll kill you."

What did I just tell
you a minute ago?

Yeah, what is it?

I think I've hit upon it,
I found a barrow!

What barrow,
what are you on about?

An ordinary handcart.

An ordinary handcart homeless
people use to carry scrap.

And right next to it
a hole cut in the fence.

I'm sure it's a cardinal clue.

A football club, huh?

Yeah.

All right,
I'll check it out.

Listen, Mr Zounar.

Uh, Sheriff.
That's what everyone calls me.

Fine, Sheriff.

I could've come up
with an alibi like that too.

Maybe someone saw you,
did they?

After seven in the evening
there's not a soul around here.

But that's too bad!

Because that means
you're one of our suspects.

Oh, and after the match they
were showing Bachelors on TV,

I always like watching that especially
when Lada Mensik's on it.

- Mr Zounar.
- Sheriff.

Yeah, Sheriff.

Sheriff, I want to ask,

did metal thieves come
around Tlusty's scrap yard?

Yeah. all the time.
All the usual suspects.

By the time you'd finished
patching up one hole,

they'd already cut another
on the other side.

So to prevent them
from causing more damage

I had an agreement with them.

That they'd only take
a certain kind of metal,

the kind that
was no good to us

because we couldn't process it.

And then Tlusty threw it
in my face and called me a thief.

Why do you ask?

Macha found a half-full cart
outside the fence

with tape on the handlebars
and a metal DDR sign.

Oh. I think I know that one!

Stop here!

These guys move around a lot.

Behind the train station,
by the brewery,

if they have money
then by the mall.

It'll take a bit.

He's drinking wine with them,

I'm going to call him,
there's no point.

- What's the problem?
- Really?

The nursery school
is closing in half an hour.

They said he was
here this morning.

He had a new cart
and a brand new grill.

He bought everyone box wine,

tobacco, they talked for a bit,
then he took off.

They said he was talking
about having a barbecue.

- A barbecue?
- Yeah.

So where to now?

I'll tell you where:
to the nursery school and quick!

If you like,
but they haven't hung around

the nursery school
for like two years now.

He's worried about
different homeless folks.

I apologise, but my
children should be here.

Hello.
Well, came early enough!

Hi, girls!

What is it?

Is this is your dad?

I don't think so either.
Anyone could say that!

Could I see your ID card?

In the name of the law I hereby
arrest my children. Here it is.

- Alright.
- Bye.

- Oh, sorry!
- Yes?

We need you to open the gate.

Don't overdo it, babe.
Lemme give you a massage instead.

Thank you.

Ah.

- Hey, baby.
- Yeah?

I was thinking,
once things calm down,

I could maybe move the kids in.

What? Kids?

That's a risk.

I could catch something
from them and right now,

it's the competition season.

Listen, we're not going
to be doing anything like that.

Former enamelling plant
Usti nad Labem

Hey, pour me a bit more.

Give me the red.

I hate to say it,
but this is the last possible stop.

Let's go then.

Hey, guys!
So, how's it going?

We're drinking and celebrating!

I'm looking for Putyka.
You know where he is?

Putyka? Yeah, of course,
he brought us the wine.

He said he hit the jackpot.
At the scrap yard.

And where is he now?

Now, he was just here, here.
Hold on, have a drink, will ya?

- Give me another box.
- Make him a sausage.

I could use a cig.

- Good, thanks.
- It's good, eh?

Sheriff!

We found him.

Is he dead?

After what he drank he should be,
but he's not, he's just sleeping.

- Find some coffee.
- Sure.

Here,
I'll open the door. There.

We'll take a look where
Mummy works. Hello!

Where could I find Lucie?

- She's in the tanning bed.
- In the tanning bed.

That must be over here,
the tanning room.

Let's give Mummy a surprise, hey?
Let's surprise Mummy.

You miss Mummy, don't you?

You want your Mummy, come here.

Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy!

Night!

Good night,
don't let the bed bugs bite!

- He's coming around!
- Alright.

Got a cig? A cig.

Coffee?

So, are we conscious?

I could use a shot.

- A shot?
- Yeah.

Under one condition.

You tell me where you
found the money, okay?

So? Where'd you find it?

I... I'm not really sure.

Let me tell you something, okay?
You spent next to nothing.

Nobody's going
to sue you over that.

The family will take
it as a finder's fee.

So once more:
where'd you find it?

At the scrap yard.

Mm-hm.
Finish it up and we'll go.

Zdena, you smell that?

Oh yeah.

Macha, put on your shoes!
We can't breathe in here.

What, what are you doing?!

Come on!
Yep!

So, let's go over it again.

What happened the night you
found the millions? Tell us.

- Hm?
- Cigarette.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Yeah.
So, what happened that night?

I went to steal.

You went to steal.

- Scrap.
- Hm?

- Scrap.
- What?

- Scrap.
- Scrap.

- Aha, I see.
- Scrap metal.

You went to steal scrap.
Fine. Then?

The back. Through the fence.

Through the fence
in the back, yeah?

That's when
I suddenly saw the light.

Mm-hm.

And I went to look.

And what did you find there?

It is when I heard the pop.

Like a shot from a gun.

- Shot.
- Okay, great, go on.

- Yeah, they shot.
- Yes.

Then the werewolf ran out.

- A werewolf ran out?
- Yeah.

- What werewolf?
- A werewolf.

What about that phone?
Did you find anything out?

No.
But Knecht wants to talk to you.

Then I hid there.

Rohan.

I'm having a ballistics test done.

There's something about
the shot in the head I don't buy.

Are you implying it wasn't a suicide?

Yes! That could truly be the case.

The prints match.

So the dead guy you found by
the safe was this guy here, yeah?

A word, Kunesh.

Knecht has doubts
about Tlusty's suicide.

He's having a ballistics test done.

The angle of the shot's
trajectory doesn't fit.

Plus, one set of prints on
the weapon are this bum's.

- Slepychkova, your phone's ringing.
- I hear it!

Hi Lucie, yeah.

Lupanek can't come right now,
he's in an interrogation.

They found your fingerprints
on Tlusty's gun.

- Did you shoot it?
- Nooo.

Did you touch it?

Shoot.

- Did you touch it?
- I don't know how.

Your fingerprints were on it.

- Yeah, I picked it up and...
- Yeah.

But no, no shooting.
He was already dead.

Right.

What if it went
down a bit different?

And he was already...
What do you mean different?

You came there,
you saw the pistol,

you picked it up and just
when you were holding it,

Tlusty turned up in the doorway.

- Stop!
- What are you doing?!

Stop! Don't take a step!

No.

You aimed at him,
forced him to go into the warehouse.

- No, no.
- Held the pistol to his head.

- No.
- Go!

And because you were going
through withdrawal,

your hands were shaking,
you squeezed the trigger and shot him.

Go! Go.

No, I won't! I won't go, dammit!

The man came in right when
you were holding the weapon,

- is that it? Tlusty.
- No.

- Do you recognise him?
- No, it wasn't Tlusty,

it was the werewolf
and he didn't come in there!

But he had a mask.

- He had a mask?
- Yeah...

'cause, when he got in the car

he took it off.

What did he look like
when he took off the mask?

Was he big, small, fat, skinny...?

He was kind of, I don't know.
He... skinny.

He was skinny, yeah?
All right, skinny, fine.

- What about the car?
- And drove off.

The car!?

I can recognise a Skoda.

So it was a Skoda.

- And this wasn't one.
- And this wasn't one.

- It was big.
- A big car.

And...

...small.

Big and small?

And dark.

Dark?

A big, dark car!
He got in it and drove off.

Well, what do you think, Kunesh?

I wouldn't draw any
conclusions yet.

At least until we interrogate
the rest of the family.

Robin, Lucie called
and she was crying,

something about yesterday,
about the kids.

She can fuck off!

- What happened yesterday?
- Don't worry about it!

- What happened?
- Nothing!

Quit stinking up the place,
Cepickova, dismissed!

Rambo, don't pester,
I'll run you over, come on!

Mrs Tlusta, we need to
discuss something with you!

I don't have time, I'm busy!

I apologise!

It might be better
if I talk to you.

You know, my mother-in-law...

she's not entirely
easy to get along with.

It doesn't look
like she's mourning.

Yeah, she took it bravely.

The evening before
my father-in-law died,

they had an argument over the dog.

He tore up her collection
of historical teddy bears.

We found your missing money.

Where?

That's a little complicated,
but let's say that we have a suspect

in your father-in-law's murder.

Who is it?

A homeless man.
That's a nice car. 5.0L?

Six and a half.

Oliver literally strong-armed
it out of his mother.

Me and my father-in-law
were categorically against it,

but some things
you just can't stop.

While we're on the topic,

what were you doing on the night
they broke into the office?

You know I'm not sure?
Hold on.

You don't know what you
were doing on the day

- that half your family died?
- Oh, I know, I was at the theatre.

What was playing?

Forest Maiden.

Who were you there with?

By myself.

You just went to the theatre
by yourself, did you?

It's fine, I'll take care of it.

Of course I wasn't
completely alone,

I just wanted to ask you
to be discrete, we're men.

You do realise that we'll
have to speak to your mistress.

Yes, of course.

We need to see Oliver's room.

That's no problem.
Come along.

- Thank you for understanding.
- Yeah, of course.

Yeah, infidelity,
that's something we understand.

What do you think?

That homeless guy Putyka
was talking about a big SUV.

Tlusty's got a quite conspicuous van,

moreover covered
with all that election crap.

So I'm starting to lean
towards the variant

that there's a third party involved.

Hey, look what I found!
A list of debts.

Considering what a deadbeat he was,
his accounting's in pretty good order.

Let's see. Varga?
The guy who stole Rohan's wheels?

Does the name Varga
mean anything to you?

That's that gypsy guy that
staged the kidnapping with Oliver.

- Why do you ask?
- Just wondering.

Get in touch with us soon.
It's in your own best interest.

Looks like soon there's not
gonna be anyone left in this family.

Rambo, you, get out!

Stop it someone! Rambo. Shit.

According to the ballistics
report that just came in,

we can definitively
throw out the suicide option.

Tlusty was shot
in the temple at an angle

he wouldn't have been
able to do himself.

So I'm happy to go along
with Kunesh's theory.

Tlusty caught his
son robbing the safe.

He didn't recognise him through
the mask and shot him.

He panicked and drove off.

In the meantime, this homeless
guy Putyka entered the office.

He grabbed the money
and also the gun.

But Tlusty came back
to cover his tracks.

Putyka surprised him with the gun.

Somehow a shot went off.

Either on purpose or by accident,
and Tlusty was out of the picture.

We've got Putyka locked up,
he hasn't confessed yet,

but I see that as a matter of time.

I assume we're all in agreement?
Kunesh?

Yeah, sure, let's dive right in.

Now we just need to give
Putyka a good working over

and he'll even
admit to killing Lady Diana.

Old Lady Vanga
predicted her death.

Except for the London part
she got it right down.

My theory,
which you're leaning towards,

is long since ceased being valid.

How's that, not valid?

We think there's someone else
involved in the case.

The telephone doesn't belong
to either of the victims.

The SIM card is registered
to one Rene Varga.

Varga?
The guy who stole my wheels?

What's also
interesting is the last text

that was sent from the phone:
"I'm taking my moola."

We found it on Tlusty's phone.

All right then.
Let's ride!

Varga's far,
Zandov, Usti nad Labem

Ah, commissioner!
You found my telephone!

Here, here it is in black and white,

I reported it the very next day

because that phone is completely
made of gold, it was valuable.

When was the last time you had it?

Well, I definitely had
it at that scrap yard

when old man Tlusty was
paying me his son's debt.

And why didn't
you have it blocked?

What do you mean, blocked?

That's what people do
when they lose a phone,

they block it so no
one else can use it.

And how could I have
blocked it when I didn't have it?

Who was there at
the handing over of the debt?

Old man Tlusty, the kid,
who was looking at me

like a calf at a new gate
because he thought he was going to

fuck over his old man,
but his old man saw through him.

- That's the mucked up kidnapping?
- How did you know?

We know everything.

But Mr Rohan, I didn't do anything,
I'm innocent!

You can't meet some gypsy
and pin it on him

that he did something.
I turned it down!

- What did you turn down?
- The robbery.

The kid called me,
but it stunk of jail, so I...

I didn't bother.

So instead of the burglary you
came up with the kidnapping.

No, that was before.

But it was a good thing
I didn't go for that safe,

because then the old man called me
and paid me 30 thousand for his son.

So you were in the office, Tlusty,
senior, junior, and anyone else?

Yeah, this youngish guy,
his sidekick, his lackey,

I don't know his name,
that son-in-law.

Could we?

Where were you at the time of the
burglary between nine and twelve?

I was driving with my sons from
Lanskroun and with this beauty.

I bought it off some
fool for 10 thousand.

I've got the contract,
I can show you.

Yes, I'm here?

She's a real beauty for ten,
isn't she?

It looks like they prepared
their alibi in advance.

It really is a beauty.

Well, then interrogate her. Thanks.

What next?

What next, nothing.

Musil doesn't have a confirmed alibi
from the time in question.

I have to disappoint you.

They just called to say his beautiful
unknown entity came to the station.

Could I just ask.

So you stated:

"From 20:00 to 22:00 I was at
the theatre with Zbynek Musil,

"then we performed sex in his vehicle.

"Until around midnight.

Then he drove me home."

So read it over, sign it,

and then we can go grab a drink, hey?

Don't worry, he's all bluster.

You see, he regularly, even today,
has dinner with his mother.

All good then? So sign here.

What's for dinner today?

Shit with rice!

Karel?

I am absolutely certain
the nurses are robbing me.

I gave them this here list

and there are five
things missing from it.

It's a nursing mafia, Karel!

Or, it occurs to be that it's
Lupanek's kids that are stealing.

Don't be insolent, Karel!

All right, I'll pass it along
to Interpol tomorrow!

May I come in?

Hello.

I'm Marca.

This is my mother
and this here is my... friend.

You're the first girl
that doesn't look like a whore!

So Mum,
I'll put on the TV for you and...

watch it,
don't let us disturb you.

We have to talk about
something, okay?

I have to go back!

Ina, we can't separate in life.

Last time it was... a bit...

When we meet,
we only see each other.

In the last while
I've had so much going on.

It's fine, don't worry,
that's not why I'm here.

So it doesn't even matter
that you're married,

Because I know
that you'll come to me and...

And why then?

Because I have a suspicion.

Only mine and I am only yours,
no one else's, Ina!

You're not listening.

What suspicion?

Hello!

Hi. Where to, the theatre?

No, no, take me to the hospital.

What, did something happen?

No, no, but we're shooting
a kind of crazy detective show there.

I'm going to be raping a nurse.

Oh, all right.

That's him, catch him!

Quick! After him!
Catch him! That's him!

Cuff him, comrade!

As you command, comrade!

Cut! Stop!

Good, I'm done, we can go.

The cuffs. You're still cuffed.

Yeah. The cuffs.

Props, lads, the cuffs.

Where to, right home?

No, no, to the theatre, please,

I've got a performance
for kids there at 10.

Oh, and then we're going
to go to the dubbing studio.

Dispatch here.

What's the lump from?

From raping the nurse
or from that fall?

No, no, that happened
to me during the performance

you took me to last time.

Do you copy, hello?

Just imagine,
in the middle of a scene,

the set piece of the nymph's
root house fell right on me.

We didn't even finish.

Didn't finish?

Greetings!
What's new in the case?

They took pity on you.

Yeah, Mr Musil's not
the hothead that Tlusty was.

Where is he, Musil?

He'll be here any minute.
He's like a Swiss watch.

Want coffee in the meantime?

No, no, thanks.
He's already here.

- She didn't come see you?
- Who?

Who? My mistress?

I told her to go
see you right away.

Oh, her.
Yeah, she came to see me, yeah.

So, that chapter is closed?

Depends how you look at it.

You both testified that you
were at the theatre until 10 pm.

Yeah, that's right.

And then we were...
you know where... You know.

You know what? We'll discuss
it in peace at the station, okay?

I'll drive you, come on.

This place is cursed.

Shall we take the 6.0L?

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

I've been waiting
here an hour already.

I've got an important
meeting with a business partner

this afternoon, so if you could...

Listen, I can't help
you with that right now,

Okay, wait another moment
in the hall, come along.

You can hold out a bit.

- And I have to.
- Don't worry, you can handle it.

So?

Yeah, that's definitely him.

I'd remember
that stupid look anywhere.

Thank you very much.
Macha, take care of the young lady.

- I hear you're in a hurry?
- Yes, quite.

I'd be glad if we could
get this resolved quickly.

Mr Musil, we'll resolve this
very quickly. Come along.

So that play that you were at,
that time, the one you liked.

Yeah.

Well, the performance
never finished.

What, how "never finished"?

Shouldn't you be telling me that,
since you were there.

It didn't finish, I guess.

You know, I wasn't telling
the truth with the theatre thing.

- We didn't end up going there.
- How so?

Well, my mistress was late,
so we were only in the car together.

Right. Four hours.
You're quite the stud then.!

Yeah, I guess so.

- With Erika.
- What Erika?

Come along.

What Erika?

Here. Stand here.

Or Erzika?

- Oh, of course, Erika.
- Erika.

Just take a look at him.

It could have been Monika,
couldn't it?

- No. Erika.
- Erika.

It was dark there.

I only saw him from
the back for a second.

You have time.

Okay, so I was there
with a prostitute, fine.

- That's not a crime here, is it?
- That's not a crime.

At least until you start paying
her to provide false testimony.

We know that you gave her ten
thousand for that alibi of yours.

So, listen,
you weren't at the theatre,

or with a mistress, or at home,
as we found out from your wife,

so you better tell
me where you were!

Before I start thinking
that you were at the scrap yard.

This must be a bad dream.

But his bald head
flashed just like that.

- And are you certain?
- It's him.

- I don't think so.
- Me either.

Yeah, it's him.

Mr Musil, do you know
why this mirror is here?

So that a witness can stand
there and watch you undisturbed.

Then maybe recognise you and say,
"Yeah, that's him".

Something like that just happened.

You were identified by
an important witness

who happened to be at the scrap yard
at the time of death of both Tlustys.

Yeah? And who's that?

An ordinary metal thief.

That's all you've got?

The testimony
of a drunken scrap thief?

That happens to be enough for us.

His testimony versus
your non-existent alibi,

considering how hard
you were looking for one.

I was there.

Musil.

Where?

At the scrap yard.

Are you sure?

I was there, I came late,
Oliver was already dead.

My father-in-law was
completely out of it.

He realised what he had done.

So I calmed him down,
it was a horrible accident.

Come on! Forget it, forget it.

- I didn't mean to!
- I know, I know. Come on.

- I didn't mean to.
- Let's go, come on!

And then I ran to the car for
my phone so I could call for help.

And that's when I heard the shot.

My father-in-law
had committed suicide.

Why were you wearing a mask?

I wasn't wearing any mask.

Good God, stop it,
it's exhausting for us and for you.

How did you get the telephone?

You don't know?

This is my company.
My money.

And you're here to hold
your mouth and stay in line.

A good amount. Good money.

You took it from Varga.

And used it to trick
the whole Tlusty family.

A little payback for all
the injustice you had to endure.

And then you sent an SMS
to your father-in-law

from that telephone
that gypsies are robbing his safe.

A mean little trick.

You seemingly got
in cahoots with Oliver.

You put on masks,
and went off to the scrap yard.

While Oliver was robbing the safe,

you sent Tlusty a text from
Varga's phone "I'm taking my money".

Come on, hurry up!

Tlusty came in like
a bolt of lightning.

You bastard!

And because he's been
fed up with everything lately,

he shot the thief without thinking.

When he takes off the mask,
he discovers it's his son.

Jesus, Oliver!

At that moment you take
the stage with your prepared act.

What happened here?!

Oliver, I killed him.

Come on, let's get
out of here! Come on!

I killed him!

I'll take care of everything,
let's go, come on!

Come on, I say.
Come on, let's go!

I'll take care of it!

You calm him down
that everything will be fine,

lead him into the warehouse so
he doesn't have to look at the mess.

Let's go, come here!
I'll take care of everything!

- I can't!
- Up!

My head is spinning!

Your father-in-law breaks
down on the staircase.

You take his gun
and shoot him in the temple

from the back,
so it will look like a suicide.

Maybe it even would have.

If that metal thief
hadn't turned up

and ended up figuring
as a crown witness.

That family must have
really got on your nerves.

They never respected me,
I was just a lackey for them!

A commoner that married
their stupid daughter

and was permitted
to run the company.

But if it wasn't for me, the company
would've gone under long ago!

He was an unbelievable lowlife.

Him and his son!

Come, Musil! Officer!

Let's go.

Maximum security prison
Karlovy Vary Region, Ostrov - Vykmanov

- Hello.
- Hello.

Stop, please. Spread 'em.

- Are you new here?
- No, why?

I haven't seen you before.

You know I'm not
an ordinary visitor, right?

I know.
Lift up that folder please.

All right, put it back,
open it up for me.

Okay, thank you.

- Is that all?
- You can go.

Thank you.

An opportunity has arisen to buy
a few hectares of land from the city.

Their price at this moment is,
naturally, negligible,

but within two years
the region will decide

that the city ring road
will pass through there,

so you can imagine how much
could be earned, right?

I'm interested in the money.

We're negotiating.

But no one wants to go
under twenty-five percent.

Maybe this land could help with that.

Fuck your land!

Stick it up your ass.
Stick it up your ass!

Fuck all your shit, understand!

I need euros, money.

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