All language subtitles for Ultraviolet S01E09

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JULY 1993

If you were a dentist or a lawyer,

you'd be sitting behind a mahogany
desk now,

instead of here with me ordering
cheap egg rolls.

I hate mahogany.

But I love the smell of old oil
in the morning.

Vegetable rice.

- Not a moment of peace.
- Shut up!

LOOK WHAT'S IN THE BOX

- We got a letter.
- Fascinating.

Someone put it in Tomek's mailbox.
It was written by Zenon Nowak.

That Zenon Nowak?

That Zenon Nowak or the other...
Who is he?

Zenon Nowak AKA Hycel.

Apprehended at the end of the nineties,

sentenced for one murder but suspected
of at least several others.

All of sexual nature.
The victims were all young men.

It was a very famous case.

Zenon Nowak claims he's innocent.

I've never met anyone in prison
claiming they were guilty.

If I remember correctly,
Kraszewski was on that case.

- He was running the investigation?
- No.

He was in charge of logistics.

He was an errand boy
for the detectives,

buying them smokes and stuff...

"I decided to write 'cause I read
an interview with a witness in my case

who says he doesn't remember much
because it happened a long time ago.

I believe that he didn't remember
back then

and only said what he was told to."

- Who is that witness?
- Wait.

- Come on. It'll be tomorrow soon.
- Wait!

"Please, help me.
I know that my case is hopeless

because all the possible instances
have already sentenced me,

but maybe if you talked to this witness.
His name is Mariusz Rogalski.

You are my only hope
for not staying in this place

until God switches off my light.
Zenon Nowak."

I think we shouldn't do it.

He's been on the inside
for 18 years and he got bored.

He read about us and figured
that he'll have some fun with us.

What do we have to lose?
I'd check that Rogalski out.

But why? Isn't that a waste of time?

Time is one thing. But why would one want
to get into such a cesspool?

- Stick to your exercises, mom.
- I agree.

I'd rather stay clean and scented.
I have a baby on the way.

We've already talked about it.
We can't take every case.

But it wouldn't hurt us to try, right?
And if this man really is innocent?

Can you imagine being innocent
and still sent to prison for life?

But there was an investigation,
they found hard evidence against him.

Three different instances sentenced him.

I don't trust the police.
Mostly, I wouldn't trust Kraszewski,

- who was part of that investigation.
- So, that's what bugs you!

If there is a case with him involved,
you lose your grasp on reality.

That's just how she is and you just have
to get used to that.

- Hi, Piast.
- Good morning!

- I think it's three to one.
- It looks like it.

Is this the voice of reason I hear?

- Oh, damn it.
- Does it hurt?

- No!
- No.

So, you had your way, after all.

- You know me.
- Yes, I do.

Wait. Doesn't work.

Someone's coming.

Wait...

- Are you Jehovah's witnesses?
- Mr. Rogalski?

Police. You always walk in twos.

No, we're not the police.
We're journalists.

So, the ATM has arrived again!
How much for the interview?

No, we're not here for the interview.
We're writing a story.

A story about the case...

I know which case.

They don't come to me for any other cases.

You're writing about Hycel.

I can talk to you
but you have to pay me for it.

- I'm in some financial trouble.
- A hundred.

- Two.
- A hundred and fifty.

- A hundred and fifty?
- Yeah.

Fine. But paid in advance.
And be brief. My schedule is full.

- Wait a moment. How much more?
- Ten zloty.

- I don't need it for the parking.
- It's enough.

Okay, so...

In 1999, you were a witness
in Zenon Nowak's case?

- Do you remember what happened then?
- Vaguely.

I'm pressed for time and my schedule
was pretty full then, too.

- What do you remember?
- That I was young and beautiful.

Who would doubt that?

You don't believe me?
I can show you the pictures.

No, no. We believe you.
But what of it?

All of it. I was young and beautiful
and made a living by keeping company

with the not-so-young and beautiful
but richer.

And?

And one day...

I saw Wiesio Marczak
getting in the car with him.

- With him?
- Yes, with him. With Hycel.

- That's who we're talking about.
- It was Nowak?

Probably.

No, I don't follow. Why "probably"
and not "absolutely"?

It was night. It was dark, right?

You would have recognized the driver
from 50 meters at night?

I see. But why did you...

Because I had problems
with the police. As always.

They brought me in for a line up...

and that Nowak looked a bit
like that guy behind the wheel.

- The one you didn't see.
- Who cares?

He also had the exact
same green Polonez.

Half of Poland had cars like that
back then.

And half of those cars was green.

Yes, I remember.

Those were real fox traps.

I assume your troubles were over
after that?

- You're quite clever.
- Will you say the same to the police?

- No.
- Why not?

- Because my problems will never end.
- And you're not ashamed?

Why? Why?

They didn't lock him up
because of what I said.

Or because of his green car.
They had other evidence.

Everything added up.
He was a murderer, right?

- I served the good cause, didn't I?
- It's all so weird.

I had a look at his files.

And it turns out that after 2000,
he spent some time in jail.

Short terms, mainly for drug possession
with intent to sell.

I'll look through the paper archives.
Maybe I'll find something there.

What about Kraszewski?

Did he play an important role
in this investigation?

I told you, he was an errand boy.

The investigation was run by a famous
inspector Celiński, AKA "Celina,"

the most decorated criminal detective
in Ł�dź.

- Still on the job?
- Retired.

But very socially active. I think
he even ran in council elections.

I don't know him, but maybe I should.

Well, better not. Unless you want
to formalize Ultraviolet in Ł�dź.

I wasn't the only one
responsible for finally apprehending him.

It was the work of the entire team.

Great specialists appointed by
the district police commissioner himself.

Make sure you put that in your book.

Aspirant Michał Holender told me
in secret that you're writing a book.

Yes, but I'm just starting
to collect materials.

I have a long way to go
before the book is ready.

But I'd like it to have a chapter
about you.

After all, you were in charge of the team.

Yes, yes... I was.

It was a very difficult
and complicated case.

At first, we had to face
a conspiracy of silence.

And, as usually, a coincidence
helped us solve the case.

A momentary carelessness
of that bastard.

This carelessness, was it taking one
of his victims for a ride,

- while being watched by a witness?
- You can say that.

This witness isn't so sure now
that the victim got into Nowak's car.

Really?

It doesn't matter now.

Even back then, the witness
alone was good for nothing.

It was obvious he was a low life.

Can we?

No court would sentence anyone
just listening to his testimony.

My partner of that time,
Wlodek Tomiak, and I

agreed to believe him enough
to check Nowak.

He seemed suspicious, he didn't have
an alibi, he matched the description.

And then it turned out that we found
Nowak's fingerprints

on the keys which belonged
to the victim.

- And that was that. Want some?
- Thank you.

Why did Nowak stand trial
just for the last murder?

He didn't have the alibi
for any of the murders,

but the lack of alibi is not enough
to charge someone.

All the murders had the same
modus operandi.

First, he gave them a shot
to make them sleep,

then he strangled them slowly,
while raping them.

And finally, he placed
the victim's cut off head

between the naked victim's legs.

Fucking pervert.

Do you believe Nowak is guilty
of all the murders?

I have no doubts about it.
But no evidence means no punishment.

What about DNA tests?
Maybe you could find something there?

DNA? You're kidding?

We were happy when we had batteries
for flashlights.

You could run tests today.

We could but what for? He is already
in jail and he'll stay there.

Just one more question!
Would you help me get to the files?

I don't know. They should be
somewhere in the district archive.

The files always ended up there.
I'll try to help you.

Great!

Thank you for organizing this trip.

Ten minutes.

- Good morning.
- Not the worst, yes.

It's nice that someone dropped
by, but what is this about?

It's about your freedom, sir.

What could you possibly know
about freedom?

I suppose you'd like to get it back.

A dream...

Yes, but you know that dreams
come true sometimes.

Once again, you have no idea
what you're talking about.

So, enlighten me.

Freedom and faith have a completely
different meaning

to you than they do to me.

Once you're here, especially
for something you didn't do,

you gain a completely different
perspective of those things.

It's impossible to describe
it with words.

It's a feeling, not a thought.

What a beautiful sentiment,
as if you were quoting something.

The one thing that is in abundance here
is time.

When you keep talking to yourself,
you finally learn the words by heart.

What is this feeling
you were referring to?

Pain.

Have you ever killed someone?

No.

It's true I knew most of the victims.

I frequented those places
because I'm gay.

It all added up, all they needed
to do was to frame me.

What do you mean, frame you?
There was a witness, get it?

A car, there were fingerprints.
This is all evidence. Do you get it?

A witness? That junkie, Rogalski?

Who was selling his ass
to whoever promised him drugs?

It doesn't matter! And fingerprints?

Talk to my lawyer.
It wasn't her finest hour.

No hard feelings, though.

Maybe she'll be able
to tell you something.

- Tell us what?
- How should I know?

"It was enough to frame me."
Poor soul.

He says he didn't do it and you just
swallow it like a young pelican.

Please...

A fake witness who's a junkie.
Green Polonez,

there is no trace of this case
in any of the computers.

They didn't have computers back then.

- What about the archives?
- Also no.

I'm asking if there is any trace of it
in the archives.

I haven't checked yet.

If there is any evidence there,
one could run DNA tests now.

- An interesting idea.
- Could you repeat that?

It's an interesting idea.
Didn't you hear me?

No, I'm short of hearing!

- No, it doesn't make any sense.
- What?

- Several murders over several years.
- Yeah?

Then the investigation. Nowak ends up
in prison and the murders stop.

What's there to dig into?

That's the best way to escape punishment,
right?

And you have a monopoly
on truth?

Of course I remember. It's not
every day I defend serial killers.

You think he is a serial killer?

It's not important what I think.
The court has ruled.

Could the court have ruled differently?

Maybe it could. I'd be so much
better defending this case today.

Better? Why?

More experienced, surer of myself.

I wouldn't let anyone push me aside
like that.

How did they push you aside?

I learned from the recording judge,

and no, I won't give you the name...

that the prosecution had a witness,

and they were doing all they could
to hide him from me.

And I couldn't find him.

Why would they try to hide him?

Because he stood in total opposition
to their line of prosecution.

Besides, it was all happening
under pressure from the media.

Everyone wanted it to be over,
to find the culprit.

For it to be home and dry.

- Do you know this witness's name?
- I don't.

Counsellor... you wanted to be better.

I won't give you the name,
but I can give you the date,

when he was called in for the lineup.

- How are things?
- The archives are a dead end.

Why?

The case files are almost empty.
And nothing to run DNA tests on.

What do you mean, empty?
This case was active for years!

Maybe they were just messy.

Or someone removed them,

and hoped everyone else will think
that it's just a mess.

- Maybe someone removed them.
- See?

Come on, people!

So Rogalski isn't a very credible witness.

He never was credible.

What's more, someone has removed files
from the archive,

and the prosecution hid a witness
whom they considered inconvenient.

I told you there was definitely
something fishy!

- Enough for us to not to take it!
- Piast, are you there?

I'm in the digital archives
of the appeal court in Ł�dź.

RECONSTRUCTION OF COURT
OF APPEALS BUILDING

They must have just started
digitalizing the documents,

because there are hardly
any digital files in district courts.

Some catalogues are full of nothing
but garbage, others are empty...

NO ATTACHMENT

And it seems like we got here
only a moment too late.

I can see archive's entry logs.

Someone cleared out those files
within the last 24 hours.

- Great. We're toast.
- Not necessarily!

There might be nothing in court,

but the police has its entry books
as well.

Whenever someone comes,
they make them sign in.

They had a book like that back then,
and such books are not thrown out.

What's more, Nowak's lawyer
didn't know the name

but she gave us the date
when he was brought in for a line up.

It was May 13th, 1999.

By the time we single out
the witness hidden by the prosecution,

Nowak will complete his life sentence.

The only people that are of interest
to us are those

whose names are accompanied
by a line "for a line up."

There are four of them.
Three women and only one man.

That does make it easier.

Wait, wait! Ludwik Wisniewski?

Pick up!

Can't you hear they're calling us,
you dummy? Hello!

I found two middle aged men
by the name L. Wisniewski on social media.

But only one of them a has a profile
on Binder. It's an app for gays.

Okay...

He lives in Warsaw
with his wife and two kids.

Great!

But what's next?

He's hiding with his family
in Warsaw,

and we're just gonna reach out
to him on his social media site?

I know who can help us! Adrian!

- But isn't he into women?
- Not necessarily.

Leopard?

When her husband caught us in bed,
first, he just wanted to kill me...

obviously.
Three days later, we were lovers!

The only problem was

not letting him find out
that I was still seeing his wife.

And she couldn't know
I was seeing him...

You don't come here often, do you?
I've never seen you before.

And I would remember you.

I'm good with faces.

Is it why you didn't recognize
Nowak during a line up?

- Who are you?
- Ultraviolet.

I am someone who wants to help
get an innocent man out of prison.

The real killer is still out there.

We need to stop him
from killing again, right?

Hey... Ludwik, calmly.

Calmly.

TAXI

I ran...

from over there...

I don't know how much time passed.

Finally, I got to an asphalt road.

A passing car stopped...

and I'm alive.

What about the police?

They brought me in for a line up.

When I didn't recognize him,
they lost interest.

I called them few times
after that until one of them asked...

if my wife knows...

about my extramarital affairs.

So I stopped calling.

Fuckers!

How did he bring you here?

He must have put something in my drink
when we were still in the club.

You're up?

Sorry, I couldn't wait.

Well? Shall we begin?

What are you going to do to me?

If you're going to kill me,
at least I want to know why.

You know what?

Someone... did something bad to me once.

Now, I'm doing it to others.
It's the domino effect.

Someone once did me wrong too,
but I don't hurt anyone else.

Someone hurt you?

We've got time.

Tell me about it.

I told him my story. He took
the blindfold off, untied me.

He told me to undress.

I think he was getting ready
to finish me off, but maybe...

after that conversation...
maybe it got more difficult for him.

He disappeared for a while.

I knew I only had seconds, so I jumped
up and out through a closed window.

Why didn't the police take it seriously?

They had a suspect
whom I didn't recognize.

- Maybe they thought I was lying.
- It's all right.

- I'm sorry.
- I'll take you back to Warsaw.

Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

And?

The house hasn't been lived
in for over 30 years.

It doesn't have an owner.

It used to belong to a director
of textile factory.

He died, and the family still can't
agree who should have this place.

Meanwhile, the house falls into ruin.

Thank you for a fascinating
history of this place,

but I meant more what's inside
the house than the house itself.

If it wasn't for us, you would
have never found this place.

I think we're entitled
to some information.

- There is a body...
- You don't say?

The naked body was arranged
on its stomach...

the same way Hycel arranged bodies
of his victims.

The head was cut off
and put between the legs.

Jesus! What a nightmare.

- There is something else?
- Clothes.

We found clothes
in the opposite corner of the cellar.

They're quite well preserved.
We found an ID card.

You have to check when the person
was reported missing.

Take it easy, boss.

The family reported him missing in 1986.

Now, I need something in return.
I need to know who brought you here.

We gave you this. Call it an advance.

The victim was reported
missing in 1986.

We have to check
where Nowak was back then.

Okay, wait a moment.

I found an article saying that Nowak
started his killing spree in Ł�dź,

when he came back from Chicago
after living there for ten years.

When did he come back?

Right before the first documented murder.
In January of 1991.

So, the one I found isn't one
of Nowak's victims.

Nowak was abroad at that time.

So, Nowak is not a serial killer but
he was proven guilty killing Marczak.

I'm sorry but I'll never believe that.

We all know you like him,
though we still don't know why.

I spent some time browsing
the internet.

You're not the only one believing
Nowak.

A psychology professor wrote a
whole study proving his innocence...

IN DEFENSE OF ZENON NOWAK

- What's this professor's name?
- Professor Lukasz Rolak.

I didn't say you can come in.

- I'm sorry. It's important.
- I do not sign grades today.

I'm not here about that.
I already have a diploma.

- But not a long time ago.
- Quite a long time ago!

- So, what now?
- I'd like to talk about Nowak.

Zenon Nowak?
Life term for innocence?

It's a vast subject. Call me,
we can arrange a meeting.

We're in no hurry.
Nowak won't go anywhere ever.

I believe something might be
changing in his case.

I know it inside out. I've been trying
to set him free for years.

Is there something I'm not aware of?
Do, enlighten me.

This morning, I found a corpse
of someone we believe is Hycel's victim

killed when Nowak wasn't
even in the country.

- You found a corpse?
- Yes.

- With the head cut off?
- And placed between the legs.

Remind me, what was it exactly
that you were studying?

Philosophy.

We'll have to confirm
that with dental records or DNA

but according to the recovered ID,
the body, or should I say remains,

belong to a well-known persona in the gay
community called Bernard Walicki.

He was in close relations
with the witness, Rogalski.

So, he was gay?

Did you question Rogalski about that?

We went to see him
but he was unfit to talk.

He was never fit to talk
in the first place.

From what I recall, his testimony
was first real evidence in that case.

I think this is just one more
of Nowak's victims

and we can stop looking into that.

I've talked to inspector Celiński
and he believes so, too.

But Nowak wasn't in Poland then.
Were you a little more careful,

you probably wouldn't have missed
that detail.

We won't stop looking into anything.

Question Rogalski one more time.
And go to Nowak.

Want some jam with that?

Rolak created a psychological profile
of the murderer

and told me that Nowak never fitted it.

According to him, the murderer
is an educated, wealthy person,

most probably someone important,
extrovert and outgoing.

So, a complete opposition to Nowak.

How did he explain that the murders
stopped after Nowak was sent to prison?

Just like I did. The psychopath used
that opportunity.

And something must have happened
in the killer's life around that time

that raised his self-esteem. He must
have been promoted in some way,

maybe as a public officer,
even a policeman.

And that might have compensated

for the lack of satisfaction
he derived from killing.

What does it mean for us?
The killer is among the policemen?

Not for a killer.

I finally managed to find
parts of the digitalized files.

They're from a crime lab and one thing
got me curious.

That key with Nowak's finger prints
that ultimately got him convicted.

There were two reports of the analysis.

The first one has been erased
from the archives...

RESULTS REMOVED

...and the second one says
that fingerprints belong to the victim,

his mother and... Nowak.

Who signed the report?

There is a stamp
but it's almost illegible.

Doctor Wojciech Zal...
I can't read the rest.

I'll try to figure that out
and I'll pay a visit to doctor Zal.

Or whatever he is called.

- Talk to you soon, guys.
- Bye!

Don't you have anything better to do?

- Oh, it's you, Inspector. Hello.
- Hello.

In the good old days, he would
have been sentenced to death.

But luckily, the death penalty was
abolished so he's alive.

Luckily? He murdered ten people.
Eleven, with what you dug up.

And luckily, he's alive?

He didn't kill the one I found
'cause he wasn't in the country then.

I'm sure he had something to do
with that. I would have found it.

- I'm sure of that.
- Are my ears deceiving me?

You're sneering at me, doll?

- Let me go! Now!
- Or what?

- Let me go!
- Ola! Ola!

Who is that?

A police inspector.
He's retired, as you can see.

- What?
- Nothing.

I heard you and your mom handled
Celiński pretty well.

- Now I know where you got your temper.
- Yeah... sure, smartass.

Better tell me how you found out
who signed those reports!

Zalecki. Waldemar told me.
They were starting here together.

Are you trying to tell me
that your boss is helping us?

- I wouldn't say "us."
- Yes, of course.

It surprises me. Usually, he just sweeps
everything under the rug

but know he's sharing names
and reopening investigations.

It's his ambition talking.
Celiński was always his idol.

I'm shocked. Honestly.
Waldemar has been miraculously healed.

It's not about being miraculously healed.
He remembered that around that time,

the first cameras were used
for recording interrogations.

He's looking for the person who could
have taken the files out. Voilà.

We did all the usual tests.

They brought the evidence
they collected...

we dusted for fingerprints
and looked for other traces

but it didn't get us anywhere.
DNA tests were in their infancy back then.

The fingerprints, however,
were quite distinct.

However...

The most distinct prints
belonged to the suspect.

But there were no fingerprints
the first time.

What do you mean,
there were no fingerprints?

That was weird. The first time I got
those keys to be tested, Waldek,

I mean Kraszewski, brought them.
And that was normal.

They always sent constables
with the evidence.

But the next time I saw those keys,
Tomiak brought them in.

He was running the investigation
with Celiński.

He was a commissioner and very important.

Normally, he didn't have time
to run along the corridors.

But he came nonetheless.

I told him we already tested those keys...

and he replied that maybe
we weren't thorough enough,

and that I should test them again.

I was young...

I didn't want to argue.

Unfortunately, Tomiak died
of a heart attack few years ago.

But Celiński is still alive.

A spoon and a half and no milk, right?

- Right. Impressive memory.
- Thank you for finding the time.

For you? Always.

By the way, I wanted to apologize
for that incident with that girl.

I lost my temper and
I shouldn't have.

That's all right. I lose
my temper sometimes, too.

- We found a new body.
- I've heard about it.

- I reopened the investigation.
- You had no choice.

You'll close it, eventually. We had
hard evidence. It must have been him.

Right. The evidence.

You know that most of the case files
disappeared.

Let me show you something.

It's from the cameras
in the interrogation room.

Remember? It was a gift from Sweden,
we were testing them.

I remember.

Recognize those keys?

- No.
- You haven't even looked at them!

Make real sure, you fucking pervert!

So? Do you recognize them or not?

Take a closer look!

You don't? Well, that's a shame.
Be it as you wish.

So what?

So, an innocent man spent
18 years in prison because of you.

That fucker wasn't innocent.
He was sly, we had to outsmart him.

I am placing you under arrest

for obstructing an ongoing
criminal investigation,

manipulating the evidence
and forcing witnesses to perjury.

What the fuck are you doing?

I'm a high-ranking police officer!
I deserve respect!

- I'll go without these.
- Cuff him!

There is a statute of limitations
so they'll probably let you go,

but you'll have 48 hours.

I'll send the whole precinct downstairs,
so they can see you.

Get him out of here.

Hey! Wait a minute!

Good morning.

Today it really is.

Do you need a ride somewhere?

No, thank you. I'll walk.
I haven't had a walk in a long time.

- Do you have a place to go?
- Not really.

I'll just go straight ahead.
Maybe to see my mother's grave.

- Good luck, Zenon! Take care.
- Thanks!

- Sorry, madame...
- Yes?

You saved my life
and I don't even know your name.

Alexandra. Ola, if you want.

Thank you... Ola.

- It was a good idea, writing to us.
- I never wrote you. Bye.

INCOMING CALL

- And?
- He's out!

We did it? Freedom? Great!

Equality and brotherhood!

You did it, you saved
an innocent man's life.

No, no, no! I didn't!
We did it, my friends!

Subtitle translation by Zofia Piwowarska