Odwilz (2022) s03e04 Episode Script

1
Fuck! If they sentence me,
I'll never see my son again.
Stop it.
They won't. It wasn't your fault.
If he hadn't taken off,
we wouldn't have chased him.
He fucking crashed into the car.
Forensics will confirm that.
It happened.
But we're alive. Cheers.
- How old is your son?
- Five.
After he was born, my wife, Agnieszka…
Had some kind of…
What's it called?
- Baby blues.
- That.
She kept nagging him
about not earning enough,
neglecting the baby, everything.
- And?
- My dude lost it.
- Come on, we had a little scuffle.
- Once.
That's my fucking temper.
I'm trying to control it, okay?
But she said she'd report me
for domestic abuse.
I'd have been done as a cop.
So I begged her not to.
She agreed but cut me off from my son.
That's it. End of story.
You're a good cop.
Good as fuck.
The sort they don't make anymore.
You have your goals, dreams.
- You want to travel with your son.
- I fucking wish.
I'm retiring in four years.
Where can I afford to take him?
To the seaside at best.
Let's give him a break.
Kamińska,
how did you end up in the police?
I could have been…
a bimbo, a gold-digger,
a lowlife, a housewife.
I could've had a man in the shipyard,
two brats, church on Sundays.
But being contrary by nature,
I joined…
the police.
Who says I can't?
I can do anything.
Madejski, you'll be fine. Cheer up.
- Come on!
- Bug off.
Let's dance.
Fine, but all of us.
Get up or get the fuck out.
- Woźniak!
- Kasia, move your ass! Up, up!
Zawieja, what's your story?
It's been a year
and I know nothing about you.
It's trivial.
My father was a detective.
He left my mother, me and the police
quickly, then moved abroad.
And me, I enrolled in the police academy,
where I met my husband.
Who offed himself in the end.
Sucks to be you, girl.
THE THAW
- Hello?
- Hi, Mom.
Sorry I'm not there yet.
Give me a minute.
I can take Hania to school.
It's already happening, honey.
No need to rush.
Thanks.
As usual.
Let's go.
Morning.
We're here in one of
Szczecin's residential neighborhoods.
Since early morning it has been buzzing
with the news of tragic death
of 18-year-old Kamil,
the victim of a fatal accident
caused by a police car.
The police haven't made a statement yet.
Local residents
and neighbors have gathered.
Among them, Kamil's father.
Is there anything you'd like to say
about your son's death?
We've received word that
you have proof incriminating the police.
This is my son's phone.
He left it because he feared
for his life.
There's evidence
recorded on this phone. Listen.
Don't talk to her, she's a cop.
They're in cahoots. They'll kill me.
Are you involved in this?
I have a lot more.
A great tragedy. The boy…
crashed his bike into one of our cars.
Will you give the phone to the police?
Never. They would rig everything.
Dead on the spot?
Kamil is working…
I mean was working for me.
No.
Helping disadvantaged young people…
At night. In the hospital.
I find it outrageous
how the police treat people.
That's why I'd like to give Mr. Leon
ten thousand zlotys in compensation.
- Will you take the money?
- I don't want it.
What did Wojtek say?
No money can bring my son back.
You mean Trepa.
Of course, him.
I only want justice.
A punishment for the guilty.
The police can't sweep it all
under the chair again. The rug.
You know what?
There's something
really wrong with my head.
Kamil…
Excuse me.
Mr. Leon!
Please, Mr. Leon!
Take the money.
To pay the lawyers. Okay?
Show me what else
you've got on that phone.
What for?
You know, I have my suspicions
about who could've wanted Kamil dead.
You can listen,
but the phone stays with me.
Ms. Alicja promised that
she'll deal with the police,
and this morning she was found dead!
- Hi.
- Hi.
Thanks.
I figured you could use a lift today.
Have you seen the news?
Yes.
We're fucked.
Woźniak, you sat there
quiet as a mouse yesterday.
So tell me how you ended up
in the police. Huh?
Because of a flier.
"Do you want to feel real emotion?
Join us."
What?
They were passing them out
at our town fair.
I had no clear path, so I took one.
And here I am.
Seriously?
This is the worst vocation story
I've ever heard.
What can I do?
- And an onion bagel, please.
- Onion, okay.
- Thanks.
- Thank you, enjoy.
No brake marks
until after the victim was struck
at a speed of 42 miles per hour.
There's no official report yet,
but the experts are on it.
Who was driving?
Staff Warrant Officer Piotr Madejski.
No traffic violations until now.
But there were several instances
of excessive force.
Sergeant Kamińska was in the car too,
but I've found no records on her.
- What about Sergeant Zawieja?
- She witnessed the incident.
Not much, but also a lot.
Sup!
Hey.
Hi.
Hey!
Come on, kids.
Time to face the prosecutor.
We'll look for the answers
to some questions
regarding Kamil's tragic death.
- Will the prosecutor talk to us?
- Wait a minute.
Madam Prosecutor!
Just a few questions.
Excuse me!
- Madam Prosecutor!
- Step back, please.
Why do the police consider
Kamil's death an accident?
If any of the officers broke the law,
they'll be punished.
You have my word.
We'll answer the rest later.
Murderers!
Murderers! Murderers!
There are no break marks.
Because I didn't notice him
before I hit him.
Okay.
Had you known the minor,
Kamil Pawlak, before?
Like every other kid from the blocks.
How would you describe your relationship?
We were best friends.
- Is this funny to you?
- I'm sorry, it's just stress.
Well?
Obviously, Kamil Pawlak wasn't a friend
of mine or anything like that.
He got into a lot of trouble.
Drug dealing.
Suspected murder.
I wanted to cut him off.
It was dark.
He suddenly rode his bike
right in front of my car.
I didn't stand a chance to react.
Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!
You said, "That little shit
can't fucking get away."
Why was it so important to you?
I blurted it out, I apologize.
You know…
we're just driven by emotion.
To perform the task.
That was our priority. To get the boy.
Unfortunately, we failed.
I'm new here.
I'd never dealt with such actions.
If I hadn't pulled away, lights flashing,
he wouldn't have bolted.
It was my fault.
This is on me.
Murderers! Murderers!
Murderers! Murderers!
So you think…
Pawlak didn't kill Alicja Bochenek?
Yes, I do.
Although he was the last person
to see her alive.
Kamil wasn't innocent, of course.
The facts are, he worked for Nowak,
who probably…
distributes drugs in the city.
Sorry, but I need to say it.
I think he gets them from Molski.
Proof?
Marek Lański, one of Molski's men,
is back in the city.
Looks like he gets things
done for Nowak, too.
Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!
Excuse me.
I can't conduct an interview like this.
- Kamil's father is here.
- I see him.
What's your take on the media reports
that the police wanted the boy dead?
The only thing I know is that…
there's some information on Kamil's phone
that his father waved
in front of TV cameras this morning.
So we need to get the infamous phone.
Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!
I'm unable to conduct the investigation
under these conditions.
Proceedings are suspended.
First, we need to deal
with the protest outside the station.
The crowd is getting bigger.
We need backup from the prevention unit.
Helmets, shields and batons
will make it worse.
If this escalates,
we'll need to bring in real force.
And we have to calm things down.
Reach Pawlak, invite him to talk
and go through the damn phone.
Okay, I'll go.
As I am.
I'll talk to them,
reach out to negotiate.
No.
No backup? Forget it.
- We know how this would end!
- Trepa!
- I won't let this happen!
- Trepa!
- No!
- This isn't your call.
I'll go with her, okay?
Madam Prosecutor?
What's your decision?
This may be the only way
to defuse tension.
Okay.
So, Zawieja and Kamińska,
you step outside.
Our unit stays inside, but on standby.
You talk to Leon Pawlak, nothing more.
- Is that clear?
- Yes.
Check if you got everything.
Intervention unit in the corridor,
ready to step in only on my clear signal.
If necessary, of course.
- Understood?
- Yes, sir!
Zawieja, Kamińska.
Only diplomatic means of persuasion.
You can hear the crowd.
You must stay composed.
Set your cop pride aside.
Keep calm and steady.
Try to get him to come in.
If he refuses, at least check that phone.
As soon as you sense any danger,
come back in.
Immediately!
- Is that clear?
- Yes, sir.
Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!
- Calm down!
- Murderers! Murderers!
Please be quiet!
Silence!
Let us speak!
- Calm down!
- I just want to talk!
Give us a minute, please.
I'd like to speak with Mr. Leon.
No talking to murderers!
Let them talk, okay?
Mr. Leon, I would like to talk.
Sergeant Katarzyna Zawieja,
we've met.
- Apparently, Kamil's phone…
- Fuck the pigs!
…contains information
about police corruption.
We'd like to see it.
Don't listen to her!
Hands off him!
Subunit, forward!
Woźniak, stay! Woźniak!
Back off!
She got sprayed.
First aid kit, water!
Take her to the hospital.
Back door.
- Can you breathe?
- Yes.
- Are you okay?
- Yes.
Roughed me up a bit.
Show me that.
I'll manage.
Kasia.
Are you with me?
Kasia.
Here.
We're almost there.
Kamińska! What the fuck was that?
Fucking hell, you picked that fight!
I didn't. He attacked me,
I had to defend myself.
Don't argue, Kamińska.
Are you okay?
Yes.
It hurts a little.
- Wanna go to the hospital or something?
- No, I'm just sore.
- Don't speak.
- Okay, fuck it.
Here.
You're lucky.
We didn't find anything more serious
than some external injuries.
The ultrasound revealed
no internal damage.
There's no sign of spinal injury,
cracked ribs
or other fractures.
I'd prescribe painkillers,
but your CBC results indicate
that you're pregnant.
Did you know?
No, I didn't.
Then I'll refer you
for an hCG test to confirm.
Okay, thank you.
And?
Everything's fine.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Excuse me.
- Yes?
- Your referral.
Thank you.
I had to do that. I had no choice.
I know.
Thanks.
I wanted to grab that phone.
I was curious what's on it.
- Yeah?
- Madejski.
The fuck's going on there?
You tell me. You sparked it.
Cut it out and come over.
We'll talk in person.
What if I don't?
Unlike you,
I know what's on Pawlak's phone.
You better get your ass here.
What?
Nothing.
I have something to tell you.
Go ahead.
I snatched his fucking phone
during the riot.
It's wrecked.
Can we do something about it?
We can do anything.
Hand me the phone.
Here.
And click.
But it'll take some time.
How long?
Long enough.
Kamińska. Damn it.
Madejski.
- What?
- What is that bullshit?
You wanted to frame my guy.
I saw something, you know?
Heard something.
And now I know…
- Kamil's case is just bullshit.
- Is it?
- What did you see and hear?
- For fuck's sake!
You tried to frame him, huh?
So here's the deal now.
One word from me…
and you two go to jail
for many years.
Now you're my pets
on a very short leash.
And you only bark
when I tell you to, okay?
Okay?
You'll help me
with a very important thing.
What thing?
- When? Where?
- Kamińska, I like that. Open questions.
- Cut to the fucking chase.
- I'm not done.
When I call, you show up in five.
No excuses.
Why so nervous?
You brought this on yourself.
Why are you staring?
I'm thinking.
Keep an eye on him
and you'll both make money.
Ada.
Keep your cool.
Of course.
Kasia…
Kasia.
It's downloaded.
- Come see.
- What?
Listen.
"I need a few guys
next Saturday in the Port.
Get someone you trust.
Good dough."
Nowak is gearing up?
For a bigger load?
Lański was at Nowak's yesterday.
I saw them arguing.
But I don't know what about.
Maybe about the load
that arrives on Saturday.
A voice message.
Don't talk to her, she's a cop.
They're in cahoots. They'll kill me.
Who did he mean? Which cops?
Alright.
Hear me out.
And convince me
that it's all a coincidence.
Go on.
- Who's Kamil's boss?
- Nowak.
- What does Nowak deal with?
- Drugs.
I think Kamil knew too much.
He was afraid of someone,
didn't want to cooperate with the cops.
And whose car kills him?
Madejski's.
And who did we see
arriving at Nowak's lot at night?
Madejski and Kamińska.
Who fed us some cheap story
about damaged cabs.
Which, by the way,
were damaged by Lański's people.
Who got to Alicja's murder scene first?
Madejski.
And Kamińska.
And she stirred up the crowd today,
making it hard to get the phone.
Young lady,
did you by any chance order a cab?
Hi, Trepa!
- Bye!
- Bye!
- Hiya!
- Hiya.
How was your day?
Fine. Just another day.
- Sure you don't want to come in?
- No, thanks.
This is your time.
I'm learning to respect your boundaries.
Besides,
you can take tomorrow off if you want.
- Bye, Trepa!
- Bye, Hania!
We should push on with the case,
talk to Pietrzak…
Easy. Leave it to me.
I've got this.
Go home and rest.
Mom, are we going?
- Sure.
- Anything else?
- No.
- Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure.
I'm glad you're here.
Come on.
Mom…
Are you going to tell him?
I don't know.
I don't know yet.
What do you mean?
He's not the father then?
I mean…
Of course he's the father.
So the sooner you tell him,
the easier it'll feel.
- Hello?
- Kasia?
- Help me.
- Hello?
Come over, please.
What happened?
They… gave me an ultimatum.
Wait, who did?
Lański.
Lański.
They're here, in the city.
Where are you now?
I'm begging you,
come to the center.
I don't know what's going on.
They might kill me.
I can't be alone. Come over.
Okay, I will.
Fucking hell.
Good evening.
Sergeant Katarzyna Zawieja.
I'm looking for Lea Aksimov.
She's on laundry duty tonight.
- Head right. All the way.
- Okay, thank you.
- I'm sorry.
- What? What hap…
That's what I'm talking about.
Fuck off!
- You're not going anywhere.
- What? Why?!
Change of plans!
You said I'd see her…
I said, change of plans!