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ANGEL OF DEATH 4

You're strong.

We could use your strength.

Do you renounce Satan and all his works?

I do.

Dad! Did you see that? Did you?

- I'm afraid of him. - I won't let him hurt you.

The police are looking for him, we have to do something.

Anna... He's my son.

Look at me.

Look at me.

What are you not telling me? What happened at Mira's house?

A fucking awesome family getaway, huh?

No phones, no internet, just the three of us.

We can finally get some rest.

Are you fucking nuts?

- Is that a question? - A rhetorical one!

You've let the suspect's father leave without surveillance!

We searched his car and his boat, by the book.

- What boat? - His sailboat. They were going sailing.

- Where to? - He didn't say.

- A lake or the sea. - Or the mountains, maybe?

- It's not like we're morons. - No?

- You let a suspect go! - Jurek is no suspect.

It's not his fault his son turned out rotten.

Get the fuck out of my sight.

Send out an APB for his car and boat!

Just a sec!

- Is everything okay? - No.

I work with idiots.

We need to know what Janik is planning, who his next target is.

Then catch him. Is this your case or mine?

And what about Wolnicki? Did he tell you anything?

Nothing specific.

- Last time we nailed it thanks to him. - And this time it's different.

Fuck...

What the fuck is this?

What? I got drunk, once, I can't just stop.

- But I've got it under control. - When we get Janik, I'll go to rehab.

Under control...

Wolnicki suggested who might be last on the list.

Who?

Me.

- So you're drinking out of fear? - No. I'll be the bait.

When he comes, I'll fucking waste him. But he'll come when I'm alone,

that's why I don't need fucking security, get it?

And no one can know.

Archangel Michael teaches us

that man is not weaker than an angel.

Or the Devil.

Or even... God.

There's power within each one of you

capable of crushing these walls!

That's why they're afraid of you, that's why they're locking doors,

that's why they're stuffing you with meds.

With me the doors are always open.

I'm not afraid of any of you.

I don't want to change you.

I don't give you meds.

But I do give you wings

and fiery swords, to let you fight for your freedom!

And I bow before you,

like Archangel Michael before the first human.

I understand it's tough.

You can return to your meds anytime you want.

Just say the word. This goes for all of you.

I'm not forcing you to stay. I'm addressing only those

who wish to listen to me. I'm leaving an open door.

And sometimes an unexpected guest appears in it.

Can you spare me a moment?

Doctor, please don't worry.

You don't have to check up on us.

Sometimes the patients need to get together and talk by themselves.

If anything happens, I'm always close by.

Doctor...

everyone is a bit worried.

- Yes? Who? - Well...

Orderlies, nurses.

Visiting doctors ask why you have limited their hours.

- Tell them that everything is fine. - But...

You see, this is part of the therapy. I have it totally under control.

Soon everything will return to normal. Excuse me.

Your cooking's great.

- Better than my mum's. - Thank you.

Remember Mum's meatloaf?

- Tasted like a minced kennel. - Yeah.

Right.

But her pies were alright.

Once she baked a whole tray for me to take to school,

and I dumped it on old Patena's car. Remember?

She harassed me.

Until I fucked her up. Knocked two teeth out of her.

I hate nagging hags.

One jab, and she doubled over.

And I say to her...

"Tell whoever you want.

My folks are the police, they'll hush it up."

That's the kind of fam I had.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

I'll prepare the campfire for tonight.

So, what's the occasion?

You have to go out once in a while.

Thank you. And a glass of white wine, please.

House wine, one glass?

- Unless you want some? - No, I don't.

Make it one.

Can you stop it?

What are you talking about? Eat. Bon appetite.

- Thank you. - Wait.

I see what you're doing. Is this supposed to frighten me?

- Is this blackmail? - Not blackmail. Wine.

And very good wine, too.

You think I'll go to therapy because you started drinking?

How about we go together? Mummy and her little girl.

I can't go because I've got a job. But you could use therapy.

- How about I find you a clinic? - Thanks.

Drink all you want, but keep me out of it.

Fuck...

- Dad?! - Hi, sweetie.

- Keys, before I forget. - Did you take everything?

- Of course. - What is this?

You father knows. He's taking you to Opole.

You told him.

I can't be taking care of you now.

So what? Now you're free to drink?

Either go to Opole with your father, or stay in Warsaw.

- But not with me. - You are fucked up.

- Suzin will get you 24/7 care. - I know, he called me.

- Jola must stay away from me. - Are you in danger?

Should I be afraid?

No. It comes with the job.

Go, it's getting late.

The Georgian was out of spinach rolls,

but I got you the ones with cheese.

Come, my dear, come.

- Hello. - Hello.

Hi. The Professor needed a patient's record, urgently.

You didn't answer your phone.

And your father was so kind to bring me the memory stick from your room.

All the data have been transferred.

Dad...

Sit here for a bit, drink your tea,

and I'll have a word with the Professor in private.

You've taken advantage of a sick man's kind heart.

You've been recording me illegally.

It's empty, I've erased the video files from the hospital.

And I've made copies.

And I doubt it.

I repeat my offer, with a bonus.

We'll terminate the contract by mutual agreement.

And I'll refer you to one of my colleagues.

- I could destroy you. - No one would hire you then.

I know a lot about you.

Your father caused an accident which killed your mother and your sister.

He's confined to the wheelchair, in pain.

He needs rehabilitation, meds.

You need money.

My sister wasn't killed in the accident.

She died later.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what's between you and Wolnicki.

But I doubt he's more important than your own father.

If someone came and asked me:

"Hey man, are you free?

I'm looking for a fresh face To sail out with me"

Sorry.

I shouldn't have told you about that teacher.

I frightened you.

I'm fucked up.

No...

Yes, I am.

But it's because I had a lousy mother.

She had me by the balls all my life. The same goes for my dad.

That's why he drank.

Do you think I'd be a better man if I had a different mum?

I don't know...

Maybe... I guess.

How should I call you? Anka?

As you like.

Somewhere in the closet My knife turns into rust

- Will you stroke me? - My old tattered jeans

Are waterproofed by...

Please.

Please.

I need to get firewood, let go.

Please.

Right.

Fever all night, a runny nose. He can't go to day care.

So you're taking sick leave?

No, you are.

- I've got a case. - I know, that's why I hired a nanny.

- She'll be here in a minute. - Cool.

So why am I here?

Because I wanted to talk about what happened last time.

You didn't come, neither did I. It's a tie.

Yes.

I mean... It can't happen again.

The kid needs to know his parents aren't a couple.

Sure. You're a Wondermum.

- No sex, no making out... - We can't mess with his brain.

Of course. Just a hand shake.

Just make it quick, before he gets in the way.

- Mazury? Got anything? - I'm calling all the marinas.

Fuck... Maybe she'll join us?

Coming! Get dressed.

Fuck...

What's going on here?

This house belongs to a distinguished officer.

Who is in hiding and has a homicidal son.

Guys, that's slander! We need to stick together.

Show him the warrant.

Brilliant.

- All right, go through everything! - What are we looking for?

I bet he went to a place he knows.

- Are any of these views familiar? - No, but you went to sailing camps.

I spent most of the time below deck with the girls. Hoist the jib!

I feel for the girls.

All right.

Take these to the lab, check all the locations.

Yes, sir.

- Am I interrupting something? - No.

I'll make us something to eat.

- Great. - Thanks.

Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?!

We need help! My husband's son is here with us,

a wanted murderer, he has a...

How should I call you?

Anka?

You know, I always liked older women.

And that Polish teacher was hot for me.

I bonked her, she wanted it.

Only later she got scared...

You know, I think I know what I'll call you.

Mum.

Mum. Can I?

Mummy.

Stop it!

Let's get on the boat. The wind is nice.

- I don't understand. - You're going on leave

with a 24/7 security detail.

But I didn't ask for a leave.

Let's say it's a sick leave.

Alcoholism, well...

It's a common problem among officers in your generation.

A list of support groups. Here.

And one more thing. During your leave

I forbid you to have any contacts with prisoner Piotr Wolnicki.

We don't want the media finding out that a lunatic is advising us.

Why are you removing me?

It says it here: for medical reasons.

- Please, take me seriously! - Exactly.

Too emotional. Your involvement in this case is too personal.

Come in!

Your replacement. Do come in.

Well! Come here and look me in the eye, traitor.

- Wasted? - I'm better drunk than you sober.

- Do you still want to be human bait? - Do you have a cooler idea?

A pissed inspector telling everyone some psycho wants to off her?

No.

You know Wolnicki is up to it!

He is a pencil pusher, not a cop. How else would I get you security?

Don't fucking give me that. You jumped at a chance to get a promotion!

Whatever it takes!

Excuse me. Important, from the station.

Yeah?

- Hello. - We're your detail.

For fuck's sake...

A small lake in the woods, on the Belarusian border.

Difficult access, no buildings, practically no one sails there.

Except for Jurek.

There was an emergency call from this area today.

Hello? Can you hear me? We need help!

My husband's son is here with us, a wanted murderer...

- Did she say "my husband's son"? - I think so.

- We're still working on the quality. - We need to go there ASAP.

Screw Jurek. This has to end now.

It has to be this lake. Let's go.

Remember how it really was with that teacher?

- Why do you keep coming back to that? - You really don't remember?

I didn't fuck her up.

You did.

You found out she was harassing me,

you went to her, drunk,

and you beat the crap out of her.

You kicked her head about, Dad.

I was so proud of you.

I loved you.

I wanted to be like you.

And now what?

You're an old cunt with a guitar.

- Get under the fucking deck. - What?

Get the fuck out, I can't stand to look at you!

Clean that shit up!

Now!

ARCHANGEL

You too.

Now!

Good morning.

- May I have your attention, please. - Hello, colleague.

I have some news. First...

- Dr Judyta doesn't work here anymore. - Why?

She resigned for personal reasons. There's nothing I can do about it.

Until we find a new therapist, all sessions will be conducted by me.

What happened to her?

But the second piece of news is better.

We will resume our traditional barbecue meetings.

- Yes! - We'll have dinner outside tonight.

There'll be sausages, music, drinks.

Something out of life, finally! We'll have beer!

And the third piece of news... for a chosen few.

To keep the rest of you safe,

some patients have to be treated individually.

Piotr, come with me.

Don't make it harder!

Make way.

Now, now, gentlemen. Easy.

Not yet.

I'll think about what to do with you.

It might take some time.

- Jerzy has cleaned up, can he come out? - Not yet.

And could we dock?

- We've been sailing for a few hours. - It's nice.

I heard what you said.

You're quite right.

Your father is weak.

I wouldn't say that, he shot Mum.

But he won't sell me out, because I've got dirt on him.

You are strong.

It's obvious you're in charge here.

But Jurek told me about Mira.

We tell each other everything.

Anna!

There, that boat!

Janik, surrender!

Surrender or I'll shoot!

You're going down with me.

Relax, we'll fish him out in a bit.

- What, he drowned? - It's the only option.

And you were right, you're on the list. The last item.

- He left you the list, huh? - He dropped it when he fucking ran?

- Too simple. Interrogate those two. - I have to take them to hospital.

Interrogate them now. We have to verify Wolnicki's stories.

- All right. Bye. - Mrowa!

- Did you get him? - No. We're canvassing the lake, woods,

- and all the roads. - Fuck!

We've got sausages, grilled veggies. There you go.

- I'll have this. - Vegan, naturally. And a veggie.

- Mr. Henio, there you go. - Thank you.

Maria, your plate, please.

- Thank you very much. For you? - A tiny one.

There you go, tiny it is.

- Here. - Not bad.

There'll be seconds, Mr. Henio.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Ladies and gentlemen! Let's hit the dancefloor!

I'm waiting for a signal, yes. We're in Warsaw, but we can fly over.

Yeah. Bye.

- And? Anything? - Divers will start searching at dawn.

And how's our couple?

Her condition is serious, but she'll pull through.

He's okay physically, but a mental wreck.

- Oh, fuck! - What?

The nanny is furious, we need to pick up the kid.

- I'm staying. - No, it's your day.

- You're going. - Is that an order?

Yup. I'll come by tonight and thank you.

Listen, starting today–no sex.

- But we've got one in progress. - Then we'll wrap it up solo.

We need to talk about your son.

I don't have a son.

Well, that's quite possible.

- But we need to make sure. - Leave me alone.

Two of those women are still alive.

They don't need to be on you. What did he tell you about this list?

You can still go sailing with your wife.

But you have to cooperate.

- Go on. - The Janiks had never been to Walentowo,

- they don't know that church. - I knew it!

Wolnicki has been controlling this from day one! He fucking planned it all!

Stay put. Janik might be alive and hunting for you.

Fuck...

Cheers.

Ladies and gentlemen!

That's it for today, but we'll do it again.

Lately we've been having problems, unnecessary conflicts...

But we have put all that behind us and we've come out stronger.

Please, go to your rooms.

Before bedtime I will pay each of you a visit

with the obligatory prescribed medication.

Please, go.

- Please, go. - Saint Michael Archangel,

defend us in battle...

- Saint Michael Archangel... - It's curfew, back to your rooms.

- Defend us in battle... - Against the wickedness

and snares of the Devil, defend us.

May God rebuke him,

we humbly pray.

And do thou, oh Prince of the heavenly host,

cast Satan and all the evil spirits

who prowl through the world

seeking the ruin of souls...

into hell, by the power of God!

Amen.

Amen!

All according to plan. They didn't call for help.

- We've got a few hours. - The Doctor?

Got hit on the noggin, but he's okay.

But I said it all for a reason.

You've said enough.

Now you'll feel what I did.

Will you leave us?

You're free.

You can do what you want.

But what should we do?

Pray.

Archangel Michael will show you the way.

Get in.

- Better turn your phone off, now. - I already did.

Delivery.

Hands!

- Food for you, ma'am... - I didn't order anything.

Falafel for Mr. Piotr W.

Let me see.

Open it.

Turns out solo is not quite the same.

Oh, muffin is here all alone.

Yeah...

Come here. Come.

Where's Mummy? Huh?

Mummy's gone?