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SHIPYARD
Pal!
Not in these shoes.
Let him in. He's my cousin.
My mom made me keep an eye on him. He's a bit slow.
I'd have to go home with him.
Mario! What are you doing here?
You were supposed to call!
-Two beers. -Ask a bartender.
Poor service.
Why, you want this job?
What's the pay?
We're not hiring.
That's a shame. You should.
You got a résumé?
You know, I wanted to bring it,
but I never worked anywhere, so I figured it would be pointless.
Work a little, and then we'll talk.
And they work for you?
They have experience.
So it's a club for incels.
Incels?
So, if I hire you, only fucking awesome guys will come here?
On their knees.
That day, I decided to change.
The old me would no longer exist.
My first memory?
I'm sitting in front of the mirror in my parents' bedroom.
I look at my hair.
My nose.
My lips.
I gather the sides of my baggy shirt.
-A Minnie Mouse shirt. -Here you are.
I see the shape of my breasts.
I think to myself, "Remember this."
"Remember what you looked like."
Bilski, prosecutor's office.
-Bilski. -Spider.
So?
No ID, no phone.
Of course, no one saw anything.
-Yesterday was Friday. -So what?
We're always fishing out floaters who fall from party boats.
You often find people here like this?
-In high season, yes. -Is this high season?
Who found the body?
How was it reported?
Over the phone.
-And who called? -That can be checked at headquarters.
Excuse me. Which one of you reported this?
I did.
Deal with her, okay?
Bilski, prosecutor's office.
-Dubiela. -Why are you here? You'll get the body.
You're new?
I always check the dead in context.
-Why'd you fish her out? -She could've been alive.
But she's dead.
Did anyone at least take photos before pulling the body out?
What, didn't they teach you
that you can tell a lot from the body's position in the water?
We can turn her on her back.
Oh fuck!
I know who she is.
A month ago, you agreed to clear terms with the court.
Continue therapy and stop drinking, and your son stays with you,
or you stop the therapy, but your son goes back to the facility.
The court understands you made a decision.
-I need more time. -And your son?
Do you think he has that time?
DISTRICT COURT
Helena Bogucka?
Prosecutor Leopold Bilski.
This is Doctor Tadeusz Dubiela and his assistant.
We need to confirm the victim's identity.
Is this your daughter, Monika Bogucka?
Please answer.
Excuse me. We just need to sign the report.
Right here.
Severe injuries to the occipital, older signs of beating,
and genital injuries.
Lips removed postmortem. Of course, that wasn't the cause of death.
Autopsy will tell us more.
Żaneta Kaleta.
Went clubbing with friends 15 years ago. She left alone and never made it home.
It was a huge case here.
-And the perp? -We got him.
His name was Jakubiak. The fiancé.
Her DNA was found at his place.
-It was quick. -Is he in prison?
That's why we're talking about it now.
He was recently released.
POLICE
-Mr. Adrian Jakubiak? -Yes.
I can't say anything 'cause I don't know.
I don't know this girl.
I've never seen her.
But you must admit that this looks odd.
The prosecutor who charged me said the same.
-Ambroziak. -He's my supervisor.
Don't frame me again.
Do you know what it's like?
When they rape you every day?
Well, you've been legally convicted.
I bought it a week before her death.
I even booked a restaurant.
-I loved her. You know? -Do you have an alibi?
I'm here with my mom all the time. I don't go out.
We've got something.
A bloody T-shirt. It was in the barn.
You're doing it again, fuckers.
-Easy. -Same thing again.
Easy. Take it easy.
Fuck!
Where the fuck are you going?
Check the Shipyard club.
-Żaneta met someone there. -First, your identity.
Mr. Adrian Jakubiak, born on July 7, 1978 in Wejherowo. Is that correct?
You are hereby charged under Article 148 of the Penal Code.
A criminal act against well-being and life.
The murder with exceptional cruelty of Monika Bogucka.
Here are the charges. Please review them and state if you understand.
Do you understand the charges?
I'd like some water.
Do you understand the charges?
Can I get some water, please?
I'm not feeling well.
Keep an eye on him.
You sold me a welded-up car and said it was fine.
What do I want? I want my money back.
I don't give a shit about the certificate.
Stop!
What happened?
We found blood with Bogucka's DNA on the T-shirt from Jakubiak's house.
Based on that, we pressed charges.
The bag's clean. No DNA or prints from Jakubiak.
So what?
He took a T-shirt off the girl,
wrapped it carefully, wearing gloves so it couldn't point to him,
and just put it under his house?
The perp is dead, but he has been identified.
That's why we're closing the investigation.
The evidence could have been planted.
Fuck, the worst part is that you're serious.
We're closing the investigation due to the perp's death.
-He wasn't proven guilty. -'Cause he's dead!
The families are getting real justice. Believe me.
They feel better once they know the guy is dead.
That's why I want to be sure that he did it.
Because you're ambitious?
People don't like ambitious types. They like effective types.
And you've proven to be very effective.
All right. Even if I let you continue the investigation,
my superiors will shut it down.
It won't hurt me, but it could hurt you a lot.
You've done a really great job.
Your dad would be proud.
Thank you for coming.
I miss her so much.
If I can help with anything…
My condolences.
-I don't know if he did it. Goodbye. -Goodbye.
But you examined him.
An examination is effective… Bye.
…if the patient is sincere.
You can't recognize psychopaths or sociopaths.
They pretend too well.
They are kind, interested.
People's emotions can't throw them off course.
They are not shy.
Could a psychopath commit suicide?
Yes, but it's rare. You have Jakubiak in mind?
-Yes. -You have good intuition.
If someone kills just for fun,
how much would his own life be worth to him?
Why would he cut off their lips?
Attributes of femininity.
Lips, labia, nipples. These are trophies.
-So he collects them. -Most likely.
-What for? -I don't know.
But he won't be displaying them.
So who could have done this?
If not Jakubiak?
Male, around 30 to 60 years old,
Caucasian, not necessarily well educated.
So someone like you or me.
Just about.
A psychopathic personality but not necessarily a criminal.
-Impotent? -Maybe. Not necessarily.
-Why is he doing it? -Fantasies? Revenge?
Hating women?
Fifteen years ago, after Żanetka's death, our lives collapsed.
Top of her class.
She had her pick of universities.
She'd have been the first in the family.
Was she scared of anyone or did she mention anyone?
No.
She didn't say anything.
-And we never asked. -Why?
She wasn't a little girl. She had her own mind.
Like me.
-Did she work at the Shipyard club? -No.
I don't know anything about a club.
You're the one who saw this fucker splat?
-Yes. -I'd like to see that.
Why do you keep digging?
He's already burning in hell.
We're checking everything to be sure.
Do you know this guy?
No, I don't.
Helena.
-Did you eat? -No.
-Well, you have to eat. -No, I don't.
-Helena… -We failed her.
We simply failed her.
Helena!
Oh God!
-Stop it! -No!
Helena!
Evening. Leopold Bilski, prosecutor's office.
Mr. Roman Bogucki, correct?
-Yes. What's wrong? -Nothing. Sorry for the late hour.
We're sorting out documents regarding your daughter's death,
and I wanted to clarify some details.
It's not the best time.
Sorry. I only have one question. Was Monika connected to the Shipyard club?
-I don't know. -She worked there.
Behind the bar.
You have your answer.
My daughter was wearing my mother's ruby ring.
She never took it off. Do you have it?
I don't know. I don't think so.
-Could you check? -Yes, of course.
Thank you very much. Goodnight.
Hi, honey. You're still awake?
No, I wasn't by the sea today.
Right.
I also thought if you live by the sea, you're always on holiday, honey.
Cool place.
-Is it yours? -It's the owners'.
Could I talk to them?
You're an inspector?
I just like it here.
The owners are out.
Avoiding an inspection?
-You have a warrant? -Excuse me?
You reek of pig.
-What's that? -Our lawyer.
I'm not at liberty to say anything.
ROMAN BOGUCKI ATTORNEY
Your lawyer is Roman Bogucki?
Please reach out to our lawyer.
You mean Roman Bogucki, right?
Like it says there.
Thank you.
I saw you at the funeral.
A prosecutor came to my house. Got it?
If you had anything to do with it…
I'm listening.
When?
After work?
All right.
Judge Helena Bogucka speaking.
Could you check an address for me ASAP?
Yes, I need it for a case.
Gdynia, 5 Leśna Street.
Yes. Thank you very much. I can wait.
Yes, I'm still here.
Could you repeat that?
Are you sure?
Thank you.
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ESTATE PURCHASE AGREEMENT KAZARSKI ŁUKASZ.PDF
Good evening. I have a meeting with your dad.
Good evening.
-Come on in. -Thanks.
Lovely apartment.
My wife decorated it. Unfortunately, she passed over a year ago.
-I'm so sorry. -You know…
I don't know if I can tell you any more than what I put in my report.
You autopsied the first victim too, right?
-Yes. -And? Are there any differences?
Take a seat.
Żaneta Kaleta, just like Monika, died of head trauma.
The red zone of the lip was removed in a similar way.
With what?
Most likely with a utility knife.
You can buy them in the supermarket.
Right.
-And were the penetration marks similar? -Yes.
-Penetration with a hard object. -What kind of object?
It could have been anything. A bottle, some tool's handle, anything.
I see, and the lips?
I'm no psychologist, but I don't think
he mutilated her out of love.
The truth is they should never have paroled such a wacko.
Do you think it was Jakubiak?
Well, that's your job.
Good night.
Do you know the Shipyard club by any chance?
Sure. Monika worked there as a bartender.
-What is it like? -Just a club.
Vodka, hookers, coke.
Right. Good night.
-Good night. -Good night.
Hi, gorgeous!
-What's up? -The fight between carnival and lent.
-Well, well. -Hi, sweetie!
What's up? I see you're good.
-You've disappeared. -I'm busy.
I can see that. What do you have?
I shouldn't sell to family.
Danke, Schwester. Keep in touch.
Why so sad?
Wherever I look, everyone's half my age.
You're not that bad for a guy my dad's age.
He must be a very handsome man.
He's a bit of a narcissist.
Two shots, please.
Łukasz.
Monika.
So, how about livening things up?
What do you have in mind?
Would you like to feel something you've never felt before?
That's quite bold, young lady.
Good evening, boss.
Hi. We need to talk.
Let's go to the box.
It was nice to meet you.
Who is he?
A friend.
He doesn't know we deal?
Don't worry about it.
What would he have done if I'd slipped up?
But you didn't.
-I'm done dealing. -Hey.
A gangster's girl is fearless.
I won't be dealing.
No?
-No? -No.
You will.
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Hi. What's up?
I know. I couldn't earlier.
Did she fall asleep easily?
Yeah.
Okay. How much is it?
We don't have that ring.
The Shipyard club is owned by a Cypriot company.
The real owner is Łukasz Kazarski, a gangster.
You must have his records.
You probably wouldn't find this out officially.
So you don't believe Jakubiak murdered Monika?
I discovered my husband represents Kazarski.
That could be a motive, so yes, I have doubts.
May I see Monika's room?
Once my husband's out.
If this is true, your husband will be disbarred.
Was my daughter raped?
We don't know.
There are marks,
but they were not inflicted right before the murder.
So this was prolonged?
Yes. It would appear so.
What kind of marks?
Helena…
Please tell me.
We're opening the case.
What should we check?
Links between missing girls and the club.
MISSING PERSONS DARIA STOKŁOSA, AGATA PILCH
-What's the protocol? -No protocol.
-And if Ambroziak gets up our asses? -Say it's my fault.
-What do you know about Łukasz Kazarski? -Kazar?
He's a businessman now.
-He has some spent convictions. -For what?
Swindles.
You'd need to reach out to the Economic Crimes Department, not us.
Will it go to court?
Officially speaking, Kazar is kosher.
And unofficially?
He has a fuckload of legit businesses with illegal ones hidden in between.
Is that him?
Yeah.
A few years ago, a girl accused him of rape and attempted murder.
-Then she withdrew the charges. -And? Can we find her?
Maybe.
Wait.
We were supposed to stop.
I would give up anything to hold her one more time.
I don't know what I'd do if Mario got hurt.
Do you miss your wife?
Sometimes.
Mario hates me.
Why?
He thinks I helped his mother pass away.
When she was terminal…
she overdosed on morphine.
I think Monika knew about us.
Yes, Mario told her.
He saw us somewhere.
I talked to Bilski.
Monika and that first girl worked at the same club.
Bilski visited me.
He asked Mario about it.
Those rape marks…
Jesus!
You think it wasn't Jakubiak?
-He was convicted. -Oh, come on!
I was wrong so many times.
Monika and the first victim had the same injuries.
Death due to intestinal perforation.
Perforation?
Yes, deep anal penetration with a stick punctured her intestine.
Internal hemorrhage, like a burst ulcer.
The death occurred a few hours after the penetration.
And her lips?
Untouched.
-So what about her? -I autopsied her three years ago.
She was found in a dumpster by the Shipyard club.
You asked about the club.
She was a regular. A prostitute.
No one looked. No one cared. It was considered an accident at work.
May I take a photo?
This copy's for you. Take it.
-Thanks. -Sure.
Wonderful to have you, Monika.
Stunning profile.
Gentlemen, I'll marry her one day.
Go and get her, Kazar!
"Go and get her, Kazar"? What was that?
Sorry, boss. My bad.
My future wife is not some bitch.
I just got… carried away.
Someone is dealing on the side.
Who?
There's a Judas in our midst.
Norbert.
Norbercik? Norbert.
Boss, don't listen to them.
Who sold you the stuff?
No one.
Who?
Russkies!
Which Russkies?
From Kaliningrad.
Norbert, there's a war.
Haven't you heard of sanctions?
Kazar, take all the money, please.
You're lucky my future wife is here.
You want me to take your money?
Yes. All of it.
-And what else? -What do you want?
If I needed a kidney, would you give me one?
-I'm begging you! -Or a testicle?
An eye?
I'm begging you!
-A lip? -I'm begging you!
You can choose. Come on, choose.
An eye, a testicle, or a lip?
Let's say you have to choose one. Well? Choose.
Please!
Choose, or I'll cut out everything.
An eye.
A lip!
What would you choose, Monika?
I don't know either.
You know this one?
A fat broad goes to the doctor and says, "I'd like to lose weight."
And the doctor goes,
"Well, then you have to start eating with your ass!"
She comes back a month later, very skinny, but she keeps shaking her ass.
The doctor asks, "Why are you shaking your ass?"
"I'm chewing gum!"
You see? He's laughing.
Pull over!
What's wrong?
Take me home.
It's too late.
Too late for what?
He won't let you go.
But don't be scared.
I'll fix it.
How?
-How will you fix it? -Don't you trust me?
Hey.
Is Wojciech Bilski a family member of yours?
Yes. He's my father.
Did you know him?
We worked together once, a long time ago.
The entire community was shocked when he was murdered.
-Did you touch anything? -Not really.
-Did Ambroziak open the case? -No, he told me to close it.
Jakubiak was his great success in his early days.
If it wasn't Jakubiak, someone planted the evidence.
Now and 15 years ago.
-Ambroziak? -Someone professional.
Really, Jakubiak fits the bill for a murderer.
He wasn't acting like a serial killer.
It's hard to imagine how someone like that should behave.
I don't think he'd commit suicide.
The murders and the club could be a coincidence.
There's no connection.
Okay, let's assume it wasn't Jakubiak
in all three cases.
Dubiela told me about the prostitute.
The victims had their age, looks, and injuries in common.
They knew the club.
There might be more victims. I'm checking missing persons.
-So why aren't there more bodies? -Right. Where are the bodies?
If Żaneta was the first victim…
maybe he panicked, threw the body into the sea, and then…
got the hang of it and learned to hide bodies?
Right.
But your daughter's body doesn't fit this theory.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry.
I need to take action so I don't go crazy.
Your daughter's killer may have felt untouchable.
Threw the body into the Baltic again.
But why is he using objects for penetration?
-Is he impotent? -There are pills for that.
Maybe he's deformed? Ashamed of his body?
And where does he keep the victims' lips?
Where could one store them? In a safe? Under the floor?
In a jar with formaldehyde or ethanol?
Looks like we've got something.
It's for you.
Seriously?
It must be for you.
I would really like you to put it on. Please.
-We're about to have a guest. -What fucking guest?
You'll see. Just do it. There are heels upstairs.
You're fucked up.
Just put in on.
I'm not your whore!
I'm sorry. Just…
Put it on. It's just sex.
Good afternoon.
I'm sorry. Am I too early?
You thought he loved you?
That he wouldn't give you away? That he'd fight for you?
I won't give you away.
Turn around.
Give me your hands.
Don't be afraid.
You promised I would feel something I'd never felt before.
Remember?
Want to go to Suwałki?
-Why? -As a transfer.
You came here. You can go to Suwałki, or Sanok.
-I can't solve Bogucka's case. -You'd better because it's fucking closed.
Both victims worked in the Shipyard club owned by Łukasz Kazarski.
Both were abused before they died.
Monika Bogucka's father is Kazarski's lawyer.
Five years ago, Wioletta Baranowska reported that Kazarski had raped her
and tried to kill her, but she withdrew her statement.
-We have to check new leads. -It might be nothing.
Jakubiak was convicted of murdering Kaleta.
He was paroled and killed Bogucka.
Bogucka's blood was at his place. The facts are clear!
-Why did he kill her? -'Cause he was fucked up!
-What if another girl dies? -She won't.
'Cause the murderer's dead.
Case closed. That's it. That's my final word!
Or you can go to Suwałki. They're waiting for you.
POLICE
I was raped, and I witnessed a murder.
A murder?
Yes.
Please tell me.
This guy…
I don't know his name.
His nickname was "Fatso."
First, he was mutilated, and then…
And then his throat was cut.
When did that happen?
Last Thursday.
Where?
In Łukasz Kazarski's residence.
How do you know him?
I work as a bartender at his club.
You know he's very dangerous?
I know.
Listen to me.
If I write up your statement, it'll become official.
I'll have to open an investigation.
A prosecutor will call you as a witness and so on.
And Łukasz Kazarski, before he's jailed, if ever,
will do what he wants to you.
Do you understand?
I understand.
So what do we do?
I want to report it.
-I'm with… -Monika Bogucka.
Monika Bogucka. She wants to report a rape and a murder.
Hello?
The cuttlefish's ability to dynamically change color
makes it a true master of camouflage.
Monika?
Thanks to chromatophores, pigment cells distributed in their skin,
cuttlefish can quickly adapt their color to the surrounding environment.
-Yes, Mom. -Are you hungry?
They can mimic not only colors but also structures,
such as roots or sand.
No.
A neighbor of the cuttlefish…
I'll just go to sleep.
…is the New Zealand fur seal.
Representing some of New Zealand's most iconic fauna,
the Phocidae seal that inhabits the coastal regions…
Good night then, honey.
The missing girl from 2009 had nothing to do with the club.
Fuck.
The family of the one from 2015 moved. We don't know where to.
-Tracking them down will take a while. -And 2016?
And here, we were lucky because she worked behind the bar at the Shipyard.
Just like the missing girl from 2018 who cleaned there.
Holy fuck.
We won't find her. All these cases are closed.
-Exactly. -So now what?
Fingerprints might point to someone.
If Ambroziak finds out, he'll fucking kill us.
-So don't tell him. -He'll find out for himself.
We don't have famous daddies. They'll fucking sack us.
-Fuck, or even charge us. -For fuck's sake!
Girls are dead. Some people's daughters.
They were being brutally raped.
One died because some sicko pierced her intestine with a stick.
Do you have kids?
SHIPYARD
Excuse me.
One moment.
-Could we… -What would you like?
Have you worked here long?
Over a year. Why?
You know Monika Bogucka? She worked here.
No. Doesn't ring a bell.
She used to work behind the bar.
Maybe on different days. People come and go.
So? Want anything?
Water, please.
-With lemon? -Yes, please.
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
Would you buy me a drink?
Sure. What would you like?
A mojito.
And one mojito, please.
Looking for company?
Do you know Monika Bogucka? She used to work here.
Why do you ask?
She's my daughter. She's been murdered.
Don't drink that shit. Don't.
They laced it.
Don't look around.
They won't let you out.
Go to the bathroom. There's a window there. Jump out and run.
-Where's the bathroom? -That way, downstairs.
Leave your coat.
I knew Monika. She was a great girl.
Go.
Give me your hand. We got you.
-Careful. Is everything okay? -Thank you.
Oh fuck!
Open the fucking door! Open it, you bitch!
And suddenly, from behind the counter, you see…
I can hear someone snoring, get it?
She's fine.
They gave her a date-rape drug or something at the club.
Toxicology will confirm.
-When will she be out? -She's waiting for discharge papers.
The fingerprints on the bag match those of a Waldemar Mila.
-Does he have a file? -Yes, he's Kazar's buddy.
I asked around town.
Turns out he disappeared after Bogucka's death.
-Any murder cases? -No.
Assaults, extortion. Small fry.
-May I help you? -Hi. Leopold Bilski, prosecutor's office.
-My brother's not here. -I understand.
-What is this about? -Sorry. The case is confidential.
But I can tell you your brother is the aggrieved party here.
-He's not in trouble? -Absolutely not. Don't worry.
-Do you know where your brother is? -No.
I understand.
-Okay. Thank you. -Goodbye.
Oh, excuse me, one more question.
Is this a current photo of your brother?
-It is. -Thank you.
They had a good kebab joint here in the '90s.
Do you remember?
How do we handle it?
The usual. I'll get in and talk to him.
-He'll waste you. -Right, a prosecutor. He won't dare.
You lost something?
I'm Leopold Bilski. I'm a prosecutor.
I want to talk about Monika Bogucka.
A bitch with a short expiration date. Nothing else to say.
Who killed her?
-Some nutjob. Read the papers. -What was she doing for Kazar?
What do whores do?
Who killed a prostitute from the club three years ago?
Kazar?
You're hiding from him. Why?
You could be a crown witness. You hear me?
-Police! Drop the fucking gun! -Now!
-The fuck? Are you nuts? -Drop it!
-We're talking. Calm down. -Drop it!
Spider, chill.
The fuck are you doing?
Are you fucking nuts? He's our only witness!
-Dead. -Fuck.
Spider, what the fuck was that?
I stand corrected. Not Suwałki.
Konin. The party capital of Poland.
Buckle up and go. You start next month.
Congratulations.
Did you hear that?
There could be evidence hidden at Kazar's house.
Ambroziak won't issue a warrant.
Maybe I can convince him?
I doubt it.
When Monika was 14, she went to camp.
She came back all different.
She didn't want to talk about it. She was depressed.
But she pulled herself together.
Started taking care of herself, partied a lot.
She had great grades, so I didn't nag.
Now I think I missed something back then.
That someone sexually abused her at that camp.
Since when do you work for Kazarski?
You've found the flash drive?
The password was easy to guess.
Since when?
She came to me a week before her death.
And told me
what Kazar and that other guy did to her.
Jesus, sweetheart.
Kazar visited me a month ago.
Showed me pictures of you.
Of you naked…
He promised he'd leave you alone if I did something for him.
I'm so ashamed, Dad. So ashamed!
I'm sorry.
Don't. Please, sweetheart, don't.
Listen. Kazar's a fucking monster,
but the stuff I'm doing for him is so shady that he'll keep his word.
You don't know him.
I saw him murder someone.
I think he has seriously hurt other women.
Maybe even killed them.
You witnessed a murder?
I even went to the police, but the officer called Kazar.
I'll never get away from them.
We have to hide you right away. It's best if even I don't know where.
I'll give you money to go away.
Do you have somewhere?
I'll find a place.
She didn't make it.
He got to her somehow.
He swore that it wasn't him.
Then he threatened to kill you if I did anything.
What were you doing for him?
I started shell companies to hide his illegal businesses.
Opened accounts, made transfers.
I put everything on that flash drive.
Even the tiniest deals.
Enough to send him to jail for years and ruin him.
Any prosecutor that gets hold of it just has to turn on a printer.
You do know that, best-case scenario, you'll be disbarred?
What does it matter now?
Without Monia?
I just don't know any trustworthy prosecutors.
I do.
What the fuck is that?
-Police! -Drop it!
Drop the gun!
Łukasz Kazarski?
You gotta fucking see this.
Fucking hell.
Well…
Get in, Spider.
Let's start looking.
Zero-thirteen, please report to the squad car.
Well?
I'll go.
Wait.
What is it?
I need you here.
What for?
-Let Haircut take him in. -The fuck are you doing?
You're not going.
I'll go if I want.
-Get out. -What's your problem?
Get out.
-I don't fucking want to. -Get out.
Get out. I'll go.
And?
We've searched everything.
We secured laptops, drives, documents.
Tools from the basement, but it looks like they've been cleaned.
There won't be any biological material.
-And the lips? -No biological material.
Any test tubes, jars, or aquariums?
We even opened the safe.
We'll check again, but so far, nothing.
Nothing. I'm sorry.
If he hid it, it's not here.
Do you have other addresses for him?
Well?
Fucking hell.
It could be a tiny container. You didn't miss anything?
I'm 99.9% sure.
Maybe he shoved it up his ass.
What?
Where did you take Kazar?
Thanks.
Fucking hell.
Motherfucker.
-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.
We want to request bail.
Your client will be charged with multiple counts of murder.
With exceptional cruelty.
There's no proof.
What's that?
Your client's bracelet made of human skin.
Specifically, six or seven red zones of the lips.
DNA tests confirm Żaneta Kaleta is one of the victims.
We are identifying the others.
If your client revealed where he hid the bodies,
identified the victims, and cooperated with the authorities,
it could help him a little.
Not much.
But still…
Do you know why the husband buried his wife
and left her ass sticking out?
So he could have a bicycle rack!
-Police! -Drop your weapon!
Drop your weapon! Police!
-Clear! -Clear!
I hear Konin will have to wait.
Yes, sadly.
How are you holding up?
I'm not.
What about Kazarski?
The evidence is indisputable.
He will never leave prison.
A policeman, Spider, was helping him. Planted evidence on Jakubiak.
But Kazar won't confess to killing Monika.
What do you think?
I think he's playing some game, but I don't know what it is.
-And the bracelet DNA tests? -Żaneta Kaleta is confirmed.
We still haven't identified any others, but it's only a matter of time.
In the material,
Monika's lips are not there.
He didn't say where he hid them.
I think he didn't have time to weave them in.
What now?
I'm going to my friend's old mill on Sobieszewo Island for the weekend.
And then…
I'll see. I don't know.
And you?
I'm going to Warsaw.
It's my daughter's fifth birthday tomorrow.
I didn't know you had a daughter. Are you married?
-No. Not anymore. -I'm sorry.
What's your little girl's name?
Monika.
Please hug her tight.
Thank you for everything.
I love them.
I always have.
What are you doing here?
Nice to see you too.
I'm going to the Mewia Łacha nature reserve.
Why didn't you say so?
-I didn't know you'd be here. -Not true! I told you.
Then I forgot.
But it's fine. Will you eat with us?
Yeah.
Thanks for what you said at the funeral.
It meant a lot to me.
Were you friends?
She was mine.
But I don't think I was hers.
What do you mean?
I suppose she had more fun with other people.
Up to a certain point.
I knew nothing about her.
Are you guys an item?
It's too early to call it that.
-So Dad didn't tell you? -Mario.
He didn't tell you what he did?
When are you going out?
Give me the car and I'm gone.
You should tell her what you did.
You owe it to her.
Before you're an item.
I told you.
He hates me.
He just misses his mother.
My daughter was wearing my mother's ruby ring.
She never took it off. Do you have it?
Good night.
Do you need some help?
No. I'm sorry, but it's too quick for me.
I'll go home. Could you call me a cab?
-What's wrong? -It was a mistake.
-Could you stay at least until morning? -No. I'm sorry.
It's just too much. Can you call that cab?
Sure.
It'll be here in half an hour.
Thank you, and I'm sorry.
No, I'm sorry.
The whole place is yours.
Stay as long as you want.
My first memory?
I'm sitting in front of the mirror in my parents' bedroom.
I look at my hair.
My nose.
My lips.
I gather the sides of my baggy shirt.
A Minnie Mouse shirt.
I see the shape of my breasts.
I think to myself, "Remember this."
"Remember what you looked like."
How old were you?
Fourteen.
Jesus.
Now I have to do it again.
I have to forget what happened.
No one will hurt you again.
I won't give you away.
We can't.
Our parents are together.
So what?
Everything hurts there.
I'll be gentle.
I don't want to!
No!
I don't want to, Mario!
I don't want to! I don't want to, Mario!
Leave me alone! Stop it!
Why does everyone get to fuck you but me?
Monia?
Monia!
The number you're calling is unavailable.
Fuck.
He didn't mean to hurt her.
He called me, devastated.
I had to save him.
Mario wanted to turn himself in several times.
And he finally came clean to you.
He left that ring there on purpose.
On the desk.
-No! -Leave.
No!
Why did he kill her?
It was an accident. He didn't mean to.
Why didn't you call the police?
Prison would've destroyed him.
Don't you get it?
After Joanna died, he was all I had. I had to protect him.
You've lost a child yourself!
A few months ago, Jakubiak's attorney visited me.
I didn't know Jakubiak was innocent.
They wanted to get him parole.
He needed documentation.
Jakubiak was perfect.
No one could possibly wonder why that wacko had killed again.
What did you do with my daughter's lips?
Are you hurt?
Let's go outside.
I was hoping he'd kill me.
Why did you come back?
It bothered me that Kazar didn't confess to killing Monika.
POLICE
Good morning.
I'd like to report a murder.
BASED ON THE NOVEL COLORS OF EVIL: RED
BY MAŁGORZATA OLIWIA SOBCZAK
Subtitle translation by: Katarzyna Błachnio-Sitkiewicz