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HANKA IS DEAD

PREVIOUSLY

If not for yourself, at least fight for Hanka.

It makes no difference to her.

What matters is she's alive!

You need me.

- What for? - Cause I have money.

Pati, stay out of this.

It's about my family.

I need ten grand. Get the money. Someone will pick it up.

Did Richter do this to you?

You're working with him after he threw acid on you?

I want to meet with him.

We have results confirming Bartek's paternity.

- I'll never give you my son. - We'll take him.

- I have a few questions. - I'd like to report a different crime.

Bartłomiej Dworak?

Follow us, please.

- Withdraw it. - What?

He did not rape you!

You have been verified positively.

- Pati, you're out. - Something's up with that parole.

- You shouldn't be getting out. - Can you move?

Connect the dots! Who got the committee? Only young and pretty girls. Isn't it odd?

- We had a deal. - We don't make deals with killers.

Turn around! Who sent you?

Richter is out there. And there's someone else.

Someone who's fucking Wiki, Bednarek's ex.

Sit down.

What's happening?

Serafin reported a crime on my behalf.

The fucker won't hurt you again.

- What? - The prosecutor's coming.

Inmates Alicja and Hanna Mazur.

Counsellor Sobecki.

Given Mr. Sylwester Hepner's impeccable reputation

and the fact you reported this, and not your daughter,

I have to look into some items.

Are you suggesting that I am lying?

An abuse of power is a serious allegation.

Harassment, intimidation,

mobbing, threatening with a gun, taking nude pictures...

Let your daughter speak, please.

Do you confirm your mother's words?

Don't be scared, Hania.

Nothing like that has happened.

What are you saying?

It's not true.

On my part, I would like to reconfirm my previous proposal...

For you...

Of a job outside.

Are you going to accept?

INSPIRED BY A TRUE STORY

Why did you do it?

You mean why did you do it?

Aluta, give me back my nail polish.

Why didn't you tell me about the pass?

Why did you report it? Why the prosecutor?

Because I want to keep you safe.

You want to keep me safe? In Hepner's prison? Who you ratted out?

Quiet!

- I know you're afraid of him... - I'm afraid of you too,

I want to be free of you!

Watch it, kid!

And can you tell me what the fuck is this phone doing in your wash bag?

- It doesn't matter. - What?

I might not get out, cause of your G.I. Joe thing.

Chill out, Aluta's watching.

It's Smentoch's shift, he knows she's in with the worst crowd.

I said fucking watch it, kid!

I'm taking the risk so you don't have to.

I'll do whatever I can not to let you out on that pass.

Screw you.

I'll get out anyway.

Not a word.

Whatever.

Counsellor Serafin, was it?

Yes.

I represent the owner of this house. Did something happen?

Paweł Witkowski escaped from a police convoy.

When have you last seen him?

I didn't come here to meet him.

I came for my client's documents, they're inside.

So he did not contact you or your client's daughter?

No, Hanka has nothing to do with him.

You can't go in now anyway, the search is ongoing.

Of course, I'll come back later. Goodbye.

Their mutual friend, Wiktoria Panek, is in an ICU.

She has severe burns on her face and chest,

someone threw sulphuric acid on her.

There's only Richter...

And Witkowski.

If you find out anything...

That can be of use to us, please let me know.

Of course.

Goodbye.

Don't stop, keep driving.

- But that's the address... - Keep driving.

Stop, now.

Serafin?

Fucking hell.

- Are you crazy? - Get in.

Drive.

Turn off your phone.

Now we can talk.

About Wiktoria Panek?

Someone threw acid on her.

Like Natalia, you know her?

She has a child and half her face.

You must know her, you fucker, you and Richter!

Richter is too short for this.

That leaves you!

You said she came to you.

And he found out and then punished her.

Who the fuck is he?

If not you and not Richter? Some fucking ghost?

Whoever it is, he's out there and Hanka is in danger.

Hanka got a pass.

Fuck!

I told you to protect her!

Hepner could be involved.

The prosecution is on him. Hanka is not leaving anytime soon.

But other girls are.

Let go.

Listen to me carefully.

They're leaving for an auction.

An auction for girls in the Darknet.

- What? - It's not about the auction.

We're looking for whoever runs it.

- Do you know how to find him? - You have to do it.

And I will kill him.

It has to end this way.

Otherwise we lose Hanka.

ALICJA NEW: I HATE MOM

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

It's me. Serafin's asleep. Please don't hang up.

I'm sorry, I just wanted to hear your voice.

Hania...

If you did anything to him...

I know Serafin is your father.

He told me.

You're crying because of Alicja.

I saw your text.

She never forgave me.

She pretends it's fine, but...

I can see and feel it's not.

We keep pretending.

She's trying to protect you.

She's doing this out of love.

Just like me.

Fuck...

I'm off to the hospital, give it to me.

Does he really eat so much?

Yes.

It means...

He's better, right?

Do you really expect me to tell you about his little fingers?

It's a good thing he's got them.

I might tell you a story then.

Your son cannot eat, move or breathe normally,

because you couldn't carry him to term.

I would have,

if it wasn't for this fucking place and Mazur's rage.

A woman with placenta praevia should be in bed and take meds.

And smell like roses.

With a husband by her side.

And a yard and a cracking fire. Spare me.

The labour started before the attack.

More than usual?

Well, every one wants to get parole.

Right.

On ridiculous grounds.

You're doing the right thing.

You're offering them a second chance.

Who writes this crap?

Mazur?

Give them a finger, they'll take your hand.

They should be grateful to you, but they're just not able to.

Grateful.

They don't know how lucky they are,

but I do, sir.

I know and the prosecutor will know too.

That you are a good, noble man.

Please bring me Hanna Mazur.

Is that safe for you, sir?

Don't worry.

Bring her, please.

Of course.

You're not going to check it?

What is this?

- What am I to do with this? - Deliver it.

I'm out of the game, you're on your own.

- What about the meeting with Richter? - He disappeared.

Take the product and fuck off.

- Wait... - Let go of me.

Who did this to you?

Wiktoria Panek is in hospital with acid wounds.

- I have to go to my baby. - You're going to get another girl hurt.

- Nothing we can do about it. - We can, they'll catch him.

- Tell the police and... - He'll kill me and my child.

He killed for opium in Afghanistan, where'd you think the drugs were from?

Listen, I'll get you the money just like I promised.

I'll get protection for you and the child.

I know a cop in the region, you'll finally feel safe.

There, there...

Arrange it first, then we can talk.

Your mother is trying to protect you.

I understand.

I'm just sorry that...

My gestures were...

Misconstrued.

And if...

At any time I did something which caused you concern,

I truly apologise.

I truly do, but...

It was not my intention.

I am all the more happy you decided to take me up on the outside job offer.

Well, an outside job is a privilege.

Inmate...

I'm very glad, I really am.

And once again, I apologise.

For everything.

Please escort the inmate out.

Inmate.

You claim it wasn't Richter who threw acid on Wiktoria Panek on Witkowski's orders.

No, her client runs the organisation. It's him you should be after.

Who is he exactly?

My witness will not say more without protection

and a safety guarantee for her and her family.

Okay.

So your witness is saying we're after the wrong guy.

Are you going to wait until he sells another girl in the Darknet?

How do you know about the auctions?

We won't know anything more without a safety guarantee for my witness.

Hi there...

It's your daddy.

They let you out?

All they have are conflicting testimonies.

There's no concern of obstruction...

Cause there are no witnesses.

I didn't call...

Because I thought you wouldn't pick up.

I don't have it in me to babysit you too, sorry.

You have yourself to blame.

- Did you bring the milk? - Of course.

How is he?

- Stable? - No change since yesterday.

Hi, little one.

Right here, baby.

- What do you mean she wasn't there? - She wasn't.

The guys found an empty flat. No sign of Dolecka or the baby.

What? She must have fled.

We're watching her place. If she shows up, we'll take her in.

Hello. Here for Alicja Mazur.

Any metal objects on you, sir?

There you go.

- Let me see your briefcase. - I've been here before.

It's the procedure, sir. Please open it.

Here, those are my client's papers covered by attorney-client privilege.

Of course, understood.

But you know...

Hi.

Finally.

Do you have everything?

I barely made it. You better appreciate, what I'm doing for you.

Not for me, for Hanka.

Did you find anything out?

Witkowski's right.

That fucker is real.

He threw acid on another girl, Wiki.

- Hanka's friend? - Yeah.

She's in hospital while he sells girls in the Darknet.

That's where Hanka is going.

For an auction.

- Serafin, she'll go out on that pass. - No fucking way!

- She can't. - I can't stop her, she's not listening.

Right, I'll deal with her.

And I'll find that prick, even in Afghanistan.

Afghanistan?

That's where they get the drugs.

Take a pill.

Eight, seven, six, five...

I'm so fucking hungry!

Can I get your boobs?

- Disperse! - What's the problem?

- What's the issue, Officer? - I said disperse!

You have to live life, right? Even if by force!

- Am I right? - Calm down!

They're crazy today.

- What's going on? - What? They're very hurt.

Not everyone got a pass.

Hurt schmurt, Officer.

Pati, you better watch out today.

As usual.

And who do we have here?

The bitch is still here!

What? Haven't fucked off yet?

Don't think I'll get into this on my last day.

At most I can bark at you out of happiness, princess.

Sexy.

I'd bite you, I would!

Hey, Pati! I'm taking the hair straightener!

You hear me?

You saw all of it, he kept calling her in.

So I'm a suspect in your sick mind too, am I?

She's lying out of fear of this psychopath.

You know what? How fucking dare you?

He's a hero.

A decent, good man, who's trying to... help you.

He received a medal of valour and you're defaming him.

You will inform the prosecutor,

that you are withdrawing all accusations made against me.

Is that from Afghanistan?

Will you write it yourself or should I dictate?

IT'S YOU, MOTHERFUCKER

I know about the acid.

I know about the Darknet auctions.

I know everything.

I understand you have proof?

I'll find it.

Will it suffice, though?

You used to be a judge. You know how it works, so...

Better drop it.

Are you going to kill me?

Oh, please.

I'm not that stupid.

I won't kill you.

I'll make you kill yourself.

Hepner.

Please ensure Hanna Mazur's papers on the outside job

are ready on time.

Fuck off, I want to be alone.

Right, I'm going.

I'm here for the straightener.

Is that a shitty pick up line?

Or are you super high?

Come on, the food's getting cold.

Maybe you want to finish mine. I'm all full and besides,

I can get something outside.

Give me the straightener.

Fuck me, forgot to take it from the cell.

So what, should I tell Amfisa that?

Yeah?

Chill out, will you?

I have some shampoo for you. With home ingredients.

Helps with scalp circulation. Take it or leave it.

What's up?

Hey, is this piss?

- Is this piss? - It's fucking piss.

Hey, you!

That's piss.

Come on, it's urine therapy. It does wonders, you know?

Watch it, Cichy. It's a shame to die at the very end.

Stop it, ladies.

Pati is coming with me. You'll change in your cell before leaving.

- Calm it. - But she gave me fucking piss!

- She gave me piss! - I was trying so hard,

worked hard to catch the morning pee and she's yapping at me!

- Pati, fuck... - She deserves a note.

- She attacked me! - What the fuck?

- She attacked me with her piss! - You go there.

She attacked me, cause she's jealous I'm leaving.

It's not exactly fair, is it?

Yes, I demand to know the criteria for releasing the inmates.

- I want to know, I have the right to know. - Fucking hell, Mazur.

Fucking right! They rejected me ten times!

Why does Cichy get it and not me? And anyone else?

- Calm down you. - I'd like to know the criteria

- for releasing of inmates. - Mazur, stop it.

- She's right! - Stop it!

I'd like to know!

- Right! - A pass for everyone!

Yes or no? She's right!

- Calm down! - Fucking hell!

Is that how you want to be treated?

Calm down!

You will not treat us like that! Come on!

Do you know what you're doing? You're crazy!

Let us fucking go!

Let us out! Let us out!

Let us out! Let us out!

It's a fucking strike, ladies!

Things are getting hot on the ward, bring us more guards.

Hold on, girls, I'm with you!

What the fuck, Mazur?

Want to spend the rest of your life here?

Who here had their parole denied?

You get into your cell nicely and the strike is over.

Ma'am, I'd like to be able to change outside of the cell,

as I do not want to co-exist with those bitches.

Okay, Pati, get your things.

Thank you.

When you first came here,

you said you wanted to survive, not to live here.

Just thought I'd remind you.

Come on.

Why'd you rile them up?

- You can see they're all high. - Very good.

They'll call outside help and you won't get out.

You really are fucking crazy.

Did you take it?

No.

Fuck.

It's Hepner who auctions off girls online.

- What? - He admitted to it.

And he knows I can't do anything about it.

- Wait, Hepner... - What don't you understand?

Hepner and his men are auctioning girls off.

If you get out, they'll sell you like merchandise.

You'll disappear, perhaps never to be found again.

Or you'll end up like Wiki.

- Wiki? What happened to her? - She's in hospital with acid wounds.

You simply cannot get out.

Another one leaves in an hour.

You know what to do.

Get on with it, bye.

Come in.

What's up?

I have an application from Strzelecka...

No, there will be no more applications.

I'm on strike now.

Normally I wouldn't bother you,

but her baby is fighting for his life.

God forbid something should happen...

Fuck.

Can anyone take her?

We'll find someone.

Don't worry, sir. It's never so bad that it can't get better.

Thank you. I knew you were kindhearted.

Swieta...

This is Mazur's pass.

Are you sure?

- What is it? - Perhaps we should keep her,

it's just going to get even noisier.

So get her out quietly.

Do I have to teach you, Swieta?

Go, I believe in you.

Do your thing.

Of course.

Of course.

Why here?

What, is Mr. Officer expecting some sort of a sexual farewell?

You'd like that, Cicha.

It's Cichy.

You could learn that on the last day at least.

Fuck yeah.

There they are.

I can't fucking believe it.

Want some after all, huh?

You and your fucking timing.

Apologies, the main guard said I'd find you here.

You found me. What do you want?

I know you resent me.

But...

My intentions were good.

- I think you have potential. - Screw you.

I'm not discussing potency with snitches.

Here's an address and number to a foundation I help out in.

You can call or come in anytime.

"A bridge to freedom"?

Seriously?

So what, you're inviting me for some shitty food now?

To a give-away kitchen?

- Listen... - No, you listen to me, dude.

I don't need no fucking charity.

I'm Patrycja Cichy.

I don't need anyone.

In any case...

You can count on me.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Relax,

just relax...

He's doing fine.

Shiv.

Everything is fine.

Seeing a child hooked up to a machine is always shocking.

You'll get used to it.

He'll require special care after leaving the incubator.

Regular visits with an ophthalmologist, neurologist, rehabilitation.

An early child is always smaller and more fragile.

He can get up to speed, but it requires work.

Time and money too.

You can give him that chance.

These are adoption papers.

Think about it, Shiv.

You will see...

You will hear...

You will be healthy, you hear me?

You'll be as tough as I am.

You will be here always...

And then I will be happy.

I'm sorry...

Sit down.

Time to go, kid.

You're off to work.

I'm not going anywhere.

You have a night of cleaning ahead. No one's waiting for you.

I want to...

A job inside the prison.

You think you have a choice?

She's on strike. And she's not going.

Guard to cell 304.

To escort an inmate.

Hepner can't make her.

But I can put you in the hole, which I will do, cause I'm sick of you.

What now? You take it, you disappear.

Jesus Christ, no more drugs.

Enough.

Up against the wall, spread your legs. I said fucking now!

- I want to fuck! - Now!

To the wall. Are you fucking crazy? Things will get bad.

- Where's the rest of the product? - In your ass.

Where is it?

Where'd you get it, Amfisa?

Take the radio and keys and let's fuck off.

Fucking hell...

Take the radio and keys and let's fuck off!

He'll fucking bleed out...

Fuck him, I'm here for life.

But you? Huh?

Campina, are you with me?

Are you with me?

- We'll fuck the system up! - We will.

We'll fuck it up!

Freedom! Get out!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Fuck, what can I...

Will you move it, Cichy?

I'm coming.

Forgot how to fucking wear jeans.

I'll get a fucking cold, they locked me up in the spring.

Attention, all guards to the ward!

- I'm escorting an inmate, deal with it. - Open the door.

Now, there's a riot!

- Fuck, stay here! - No, just open the door!

Excuse me, would anyone here happen to have keys to this door?

Fucking hell.

Business as fucking usual. So close to happiness.

It's a rebellion! Get the fuck out!

Have you seen Hanka?

Hanka!

Subtitles: Andrzej Rogos plint.com