Detective Forst (2024) s01e02 Episode Script

Episode 2

[wind blowing]
["Wonderful Life" (Stream Jockey Rework)
by Imany playing]
[music continues]
Here I got out to sea again ♪
The sunshine fills my hair ♪
There is magic everywhere ♪
Look at me standing ♪
Here on my own again ♪
Up straight in the sunshine ♪
No need to run and hide ♪
It's a wonderful wonderful life ♪
No need to laugh or cry ♪
It's a wonderful wonderful life ♪
I need a friend ♪
Oh I need a friend ♪
And not so alone ♪
Look at me here ♪
Here on my own again ♪
Up straight in the sunshine ♪
No need to run or hide ♪
It's a wonderful wonderful life ♪
No need to run and hide ♪
It's a wonderful wonderful life ♪
It's a wonderful life ♪
It's a wonderful life ♪
[song ends]
Did they access the basement?
[man] No, only your office.
[scraping sound]
I just think
that if they decided to break in,
that they must be suspicious.
What happens if they find his trophies?
[tense music playing]
Coward. You're a coward.
We're too close to our goal.
What's with the coins, though?
What is he playing at? Why leave evidence?
I'll allow him his little games
as long as he does his part.
- [sniffs]
- You think you control him.
And he wants you to. What you need to do
[tense music continues]
There's no man who's going to tell me
what to do or how to live.
Even when you're not much of a man.
- [tense music continues]
- [bird cawing]
[scraping sound]
Just leave Forst to me.
[match lighting sound]
- [mysterious violin music playing]
- [wind blowing]
- So what's the real story?
- [music stops]
- What?
- [creaking sound]
Why'd you get transferred here?
I don't like Cracow.
- And the feeling's mutual.
- [rope creaking]
You don't have a reprimand on your file.
You must've done something awful.
Give it a rest, Szrebska.
Stop fucking rooting around in my file.
[wind howling]
Get ready.
- This is gonna hurt.
- What? Get ready how?
[both groan]
- Fuck!
- Scoot over.
- [Szrebska groans]
- [tense music playing]
[both groaning]
Now what?
[Forst] Feel that?
- [Szrebska] Got it! Uh-huh!
- Great.
[music stops]
[Staszek] So, did you find anything out?
[quiet, tense music playing]
You weren't supposed to come here.
You need to leave this alone, Staszek.
I wasn't supposed to come and I should
leave it alone? What the fuck's going on?
I'm not risking my head for you.
You can't bail out on me now, for fuck's
sake! I can't find him on my own.
I just need you to ask around a little.
Use your contacts.
I'm working my ass off
when you have all the resources
[shouts] Our deal's over!
- Get lost, Staszek.
- Mm-hm.
And don't ever come here again.
- [tense music continues]
- [wind howling]
[Forst] Pretty hot night, huh?
[Szrebska] Piss off, Forst!
- [Forst] Wanna do it again?
- [Szrebska] You're fucking nuts.
[man over police radio] Car three, head
to corner of Nowotarska and Malasynskiego.
- A small accident has been reported.
- Huh. Seriously?
[woman] Copy that.
Can be there in ten minutes.
It's rarely useful.
Mostly traffic reports and fender benders.
[police radio static]
[woman] 5-0-2, would you please repeat?
[moody, dramatic music playing]
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[Szrebska] These are the victims.
These are the places where
the bodies were discovered.
And these are possible motives.
[Forst] Wow.
Someone's been watching
a few too many detective shows.
[snickers faintly]
Laugh all you want.
[man 1 over police radio] Single-car
incident. Corner of Maya and Staszica.
- [man 2] Wind's picking up
- [Forst chuckles]
- Do you collect these radios?
- Did they send an ambulance?
[man 1] The driver fled the scene.
Um, he might be in shock from the DUI.
[man 2] Okay. We're on our way.
[ominous music playing]
- [music fades out]
- [wind blowing]
[electrical whirring]
[man wheezing] Leave.
[ominous music playing]
[water trickling]
[ghostly singing]
[mysterious music playing]
[ghostly voice] Wiktor.
[wind howling]
You've betrayed me.
- [music stops]
- [bleep over police radio]
[man 1] A tourist near Bialka's watershed
reported seeing something in the stream
that she claims looks like a dead body.
[man 2] Is it a dead body or not?
[man 1] I'm not sure. Since Giewont,
everyone's been seeing corpses.
- Are you gonna go or not?
- Szrebska.
[man 2] Yeah, we'll go.
Wake up.
[man 1] A group of drunken tourists
has been reported.
- [sighs]
- Who's free?
[static on police radio]
[woman] Sorry. Not us.
[man 3] Come on. I dealt with the last
Get up.
5-0-2, would you please repeat that?
[Szrebska moans faintly]
[man 3] All right, sure.
There's another body.
- [man 3] Yeah. I'll head over in a minute.
- Still unconfirmed.
Near the river.
[Szrebska sighs]
I made you coffee.
[groans] I'm supposed to be
in Zakopane already, I don't have time.
1028 MASL
Another possible victim.
But thanks.
- You'll remember?
- To get the kids from school, yes.
[ominous music playing]
[officer 1] Worst part is tomorrow
we won't have any
- [officer 2] At least it's only minus ten.
- [man 3] C'mere!
[indistinct chatter]
[Szrebska] Lots of cops.
More than usual.
[scraping sound]
Wait here.
[police radio static]
[man] Everyone, the prosecutor
will be there in 20 minutes.
[indistinct chatter]
[mysterious music playing]
[ghostly singing]
[man] Did you manage
to get anything over here?
[woman] I did already.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
It's my case, Forst.
I got one word for you, teamwork.
Ever heard of it?
I have two for you.
- Fuck off!
- Hi.
- Hello. I wanna help you.
- Hey.
You want to push me out and take over.
But this is my case. Get lost.
[creaking sound]
How about the minister's kid?
Find him yet?
- [Forst] Yeah, at your mother's!
- [blows air]
- [man] Jump out. Careful.
- [dog barks]
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- Show me where.
- There, behind that cliff.
[ghostly singing]
- [spits]
- [Forst] What's wrong?
- [panting, spits]
- [people chattering indistinctly]
[groans] It's a rough morning.
[indistinct chatter continues]
[sinister music playing]
[man 1] That's it. Very good.
Thank you very much.
Solid work today.
[ominous music playing]
- [man 2] Police.
- [bird cawing]
- She's here.
- [man 3] Okay!
[man 1] We're heading back soon!
- Whoa, what's with the reception?
- [man 4] It's been bad all day.
[Wadryś-Hansen] Gentlemen, what've we got?
[Forst] Heads are rolling, prosecutor.
[Staszek] The body of a male.
Probably in his early to mid-20s.
[sniffs] Decapitated, as you can see.
The team's looking for his head.
It must be a long way downstream by now.
[Forst] Why would he chop it off
just to throw it into the river?
- He didn't chop anything. See the edges?
- [ominous music playing]
They're smooth.
The kind you get with a surgical cut.
Same with this one.
- [panting]
- When did he die?
[Edmund] Forst!
- [Staszek] A few weeks ago.
- [camera shutter clicks]
- [man] Come on, pull!
- [Edmund] Forst!
[Forst] So, before Giewont?
- [man] Okay!
- And the coin?
- [Edmund] Forst!
- An identical aureus.
[man] Too short!
Shoved into the throat.
- [man] Tighter! Don't pull yet.
- [ominous music continues]
[Edmund] Forst!
- You wanna get canned?
- Take it easy.
Staszek hasn't told me anything.
He knows I'm off the case.
You were off the case.
As of now you're suspended.
- Sir?
- Save it.
This is from
the provincial chief of police. [sniffs]
- What about official proceedings?
- Underway already.
Your badge.
Give me your fucking badge!
You hear me?
Access card and gun.
Any day.
- I need your weapon.
- It's at home.
Hand it over, Forst!
- I can't.
- I need it!
[tense music playing]
[Forst] I forgot it at home!
If you don't turn your gun in by tomorrow,
I'll fucking arrest you myself! Got that?
Tomorrow! Now get the fuck
off my crime scene!
For the next three months,
you're a fucking civilian! Got it?
A civilian!
[intense, dramatic music playing]
[door slams]
We gotta go.
What's happening?
Okay. [clears throat]
- [wind blowing]
- [ominous music playing]
[music fades out]
[Forst] Not everyone
on the force is pulling for me.
I pissed off
a few people over the years.
Maybe a few dozen.
But not enough
to get suspended with no warning.
Whoever's involved has the provincial
chief of police in their back pocket.
They have a powerful network.
This is not the work of a lone wolf.
There's money and contacts behind this.
Who has that power?
Forget the "who." Focus on "why."
I can't picture any rational reason
for these killings.
Let's look for irrational ones.
What we need to be looking for
is the connection.
Whatever connects the victims
is our answer.
Why are you doing this, though?
Risking your career.
Can you drop me at the station?
[lively old-fashioned
folksy music playing]
Nina, I left my card in my other pants.
You know I can't.
[Forst sighs]
Are you really gonna make me
go all the way back home?
What do you need?
For the crossword, obviously.
Creator of Tatra woodcuts,
nine letters, second one is "K."
"Skoczylas," maybe?
Well, look at that.
- So?
- I'm still not letting you in.
- [pen clatters on floor]
- I'm so clumsy.
You're the best.
[mysterious music playing]
[woman] When I'm the only one here,
I don't bother heating the place.
[somber religious music playing]
It's simple but roomy and clean.
So, do you have any rooms
available right now?
The whole upstairs
is rented to a professor, history.
[Szrebska] He lives here?
Calls it his second home.
He rents per month
even though he's not here half the time.
Been doing it for years.
- Some kind of field research.
- Oh.
You want tea? I'm about to make some.
Y yes, please. Tea would be great.
[tea kettle whistling]
I take it you don't watch too much TV?
[whistling continues]
I don't like television.
It's only good for bullshit
and tragedies.
I stick to radio.
Did I mention I'm a bit of a pilgrim?
- Are you now?
- Mm.
[spoon clinking]
Do you have any sugar?
I sure do.
[mysterious music playing]
[people chattering]
[telephone ringing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[typing on keyboard]
- [computer bleeps]
- [typing stops]
[computer bleeps]
Passwords. Fuck.
Thank you. What an idiot.
[woman] What are you trying to sell me?
A pizza was ordered
with delivery to this address, ma'am.
[woman] Take it away!
There's been some kind of mistake.
I didn't call anybody or order anything.
I'm not paying for that. Get outta here.
[man] It says here the address is correct.
Just look. This exact address
was entered on the app,
and the order was paid for in advance.
- [camera clicks]
- [woman] That's total hogwash! Go on!
[door shuts]
Miss Pilgrim?
Where did you go?
- [copy machine whirring and clicking]
- [suspenseful music continues]
Lots of ink.
We're not supposed
to print personal stuff, I know.
Except I have a paper due today
for a class I'm taking, and
my printer's on the fritz.
- [exhales deeply]
- [suspenseful music stops]
In times like these,
we gotta stick together.
- Agreed.
- [patting]
- [door opens]
- [alert on cell phone]
[Agata] Forst, uh
I don't feel so good.
I can't think straight.
- And I'm scared.
- [ominous music playing]
[gasps] I've never felt
so bad before, and I need you.
- I I need you to come help me.
- [whispering] Fuck.
[ominous music continues]
[door shuts]
[ominous music continues]
- [Agata] You came?
- [music stops]
Thank you.
Now fuck off.
What's going on?
- What are you doing?
- Just a false alarm.
You keep on doing this, the day you
really need someone, they won't come.
You will come.
Because you always,
always come to me, Forst.
For one thing.
Come on. I'll fuck you so good.
- Come on, Agata. I didn't come for that.
- [gasps]
- [zipper zips]
- We'll make a video for Daddy.
Or maybe for
the new whore you're fucking? [sniffs]
- You really like her?
- Who?
I'm pretty sure her name is Olga.
You're jealous?
- That's what this is?
- Go fuck yourself!
[slow, moody music playing]
Go fuck yourself.
Hey, hey.
- Come on.
- [groans]
What the hell?
- What did you take?
- [Agata moans]
[music fades out]
[sinister music playing]
[objects jingling]
[object clatters on shelf]
[music fades out]
- [slow, moody music playing]
- [water running]
[music becomes mysterious]
[electrical humming]
[music fades out]
It's late.
I'm sorry. I've got the files.
Did you know the professor
was originally from here?
No, he wasn't.
Chalimoniuk was from Cracow.
Haven't you read the file?
Not yet.
I brought it straight from the office.
"Marek Chalimoniuk,
born in Białka Tatrzańska,
son of Jan Sobczak
and Walentyna Chalimoniuk."
What was that?
"Marek Chalimoniuk,
born in Białka Tatrzańska
No, what's the dad's name again?
Jan Sobczak.
Look at this.
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
Jan Sobczak.
Ignacy Kotko.
This is Chalimoniuk's father, and this is
Maja Kotko's grandfather.
They knew each other.
Could be a fluke.
[scoffs] Really?
Why'd the professor
use his mother's last name?
[quiet, ominous music playing]
[Szrebska] Maybe he hated his father?
[Forst] Okay, but we still need a reason.
Something to be ashamed of?
The photo is from 1943.
Do you know what was
going on here during the war?
From what I remember,
most of the Gorals resisted the Germans.
Most is right.
But not all.
If there's a link between
Ignacy Kotko and Jan Sobczak,
the past could be driving the killings.
Hold on.
Come here. The photos.
You see?
Look closely.
It's the same guys on your phone.
Fuck me. Sobczak.
If this is Sobczak,
and this is Kotko,
then the headless guy's
grandfather is also in here.
We have to find out who the others are.
So no one else gets murdered.
[music becomes suspenseful]
But how?
We can't go back to Mountain Remembrance.
[Forst] The real legacy
of the mountains sits somewhere else.
And smokes like a chimney.
[mysterious music playing]
[echoing click]
[feedback over speaker]
We're still working
on identifying the body
that was found
near the river this morning.
[mysterious music continues]
We are fairly certain
that we're dealing with the same murderer.
From a police perspective,
this is positive news.
Our best officers
can now focus their extensive efforts
on apprehending a lone serial killer.
And to arrest the Beast of Giewont.
[labored breathing]
[mysterious music continues]
[labored breathing]
[music intensifies]
- [grunts]
- [tray clatters]
[music becomes quiet]
[labored breathing]
[music stops]
[Szrebska sighs]
[engine stops]
Jedrzej is a bit different.
I seem to attract those. [clears throat]
I got the professor's Zakopane address
and went to see the landlady.
I was planning to keep it
for my next post,
but I owe you for those files.
I stole it.
[Forst] The Slovak Tatras.
I'll get Staszek to help us.
Then I assume you need a ride to Slovakia?
I spent some time in that area
and have some contacts there.
But you can't come with me on this one.
Just trust me.
[quiet, dramatic music playing]
[object clicking]
[electronic beep]
[electronic whirring]
[electronic beeping]
[Staszek taps tongue against teeth]
That's so weird.
Really weird.
Super strange.
Care to explain?
This whole area
has been thoroughly mapped.
[Forst] Mm-hm.
[Staszek] Except for that square.
And it also has a ban on drone flights.
[quiet, tense music playing]
Maybe someone likes to sunbathe naked?
Yeah. It's actually really tricky
to get that kind of ban.
- It's serious stuff.
- I know.
So, what's there?
- [dramatic music playing]
- [sighs]
- [music stops]
- [Wadryś-Hansen] Mm.
So? Was there another coin?
[distant vehicle engine revving]
You promised you wouldn't read my files.
Olaf found these.
In your stuff.
Oh, God.
But we talked it out.
Over breakfast.
Thank you.
[Szrebska] Evening. How's it going?
[Jedrzej] Pretty good, I guess.
The sky is nice, starry.
What are the stars telling you?
[approaching footsteps]
[faint, dramatic music playing]
I don't talk to stars much.
I watch the clouds.
Friend of Staszek or Forst?
I'd say an associate of both.
I'm told you know everything
about the mountains.
I know enough.
They're wide at the base
and pointy at the peaks.
And they have no mercy for fools.
[Szrebska] Hm.
There was a family that lived in Podhale.
The Sobczaks.
Yeah, there was.
Do you remember
what kind of people they were?
People are people.
One who measures an entire tree by one
rotten apple has more pride than reason.
I actually meant one guy in particular.
What can you tell me about Jan Sobczak?
[smacks lips]
Well, when they buried him, they buried
his sins along with those of many others.
What kind of sins?
You'd have to ask the stars about that.
[music fades out]
["Lose Your Soul"
by Dead Man's Bones playing]
Oh ♪
- [Adamiak] I'm calling it a night, boss.
- See you tomorrow, Adamiak.
Tonight you're gonna lose your soul ♪
You're gonna lose your soul
Tonight, tonight ♪
Oh ♪
You're gonna lose control tonight ♪
You're gonna lose control ♪
You're gonna lose control
Tonight, tonight ♪
- Tonight ♪
- I get up in the morning ♪
To the beat of the drum ♪
I get up to this feeling
Keeps me on the run ♪
I get up, I get up, I get up again ♪
[song ends]
[moody mysterious music playing]
[music fades out]
[ominous music playing]
[music stops]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music becomes intense]
[music becomes quiet and tense]
[music intensifies]
[music becomes very intense]
[music becomes faint and tense]
[music fades out]
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