A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
SECURITY BUREAU HEADQUARTERS
Go.
Everything.
SB CENTRAL ARCHIVE LEVEL 1 CLEARANCE
Evening, Grandma.
Good evening, my child.
Sit down.
I'm afraid this is a private facility.
I can recommend several establishments you might find to your liking.
Safe passage.
Come with me, please.
Not now, Vingh.
It's not every day that Mossad asks for permission.
We respect your neutrality and don't want to undermine it.
Besides, we see your operation as beneficial in certain ways.
Ah, right.
How may I help you?
One of our couriers is missing.
He had information we consider vital to the interests of our country.
We need to find the source of the information he was carrying.
I think you can help.
I'm just a merchant. How would I know such a man?
A merchant who supplies Poland's secret war against the Soviets in Chechnya.
Information the KGB would find valuable.
And if I find this person?
Identify him for us. That's all.
I assure you that this in no way affects your business interests.
The national interests of my country are just as vital to me.
Then you realize we'll do anything to protect the interests of ours.
Next time we won't ask for permission.
Hong will see to whatever you need.
Just be discreet, please.
You don't know all my business interests.
In January 1983, we registered a tremor in the Tatra mountains,
near Czechoslovakia.
All indicators pointed to an underground nuclear test.
But whose?
We wrote reports, started an investigation...
but then we were suddenly stopped.
I realize now
that we've always been a few steps behind this Świętobór.
While we were planning for the next five years, he was planning the next 500.
Only kings think that way.
And gods.
You only found the first act. We need to know the whole play.
Or everything our Motherland has fought for will be in vain.
I see you've brought your muscle.
What's his deal?
Said he would only talk to you.
He's very sentimental.
Listen to what he has to say.
Maybe you'll sleep tonight.
Just no funny stuff.
I thought you might want this.
His father told us he was in love.
If it means anything to you.
- Thank you. - He was murdered by the SB.
They found out he was your informant. They staged his suicide.
Who?
Does it matter? I can't arrest them anyway.
Then how do you know?
We ruled out suicide.
Focused on finding someone with a motive.
Which is something you should have done... But love can sometimes confuse the senses.
You're getting sloppy.
I have Benjamin.
Relax. I have him, not the Milicja.
He's safe.
We want to get him out so he doesn't "commit suicide."
What do you want?
Same thing as you, I think.
For this to end.
Uncle told me that you're looking for your soul.
I think Uncle has discovered Mickiewicz.
You really want all this to end?
What you're doing? Yes.
All of it.
And replace it with what?
I've got something for you.
Where did you get it?
You just need to know where to look. If you're interested in finding the truth.
FINAL REPORT ON THE INCIDENT AT MINE #7 IN CZECHOWICE-DZIEDZICE
The Party was telling the truth.
They found out who was responsible.
I think they kept it secret...
to spare your family the pain.
Uncle said that it would be cathartic for you.
I hope we don't meet again.
The body of Christ.
JANUARY 1983
The body of Christ.
- Excuse me, Father Matyba? - Yes.
I was told I could come here for help.
Who said so?
Katarzyna Ibrom.
Our husbands were arrested, detained.
He's a university professor.
I don't wield political influence.
It's not that. My mother is sick. Leukemia.
I need medicine but because of what happened I am...
no longer able to get the drug.
Kasia said that I could come here.
Do you belong to this parish?
I've never seen you here.
No, I live in Nowe Miasto.
Then you came a long way to pray.
I don't need prayer.
Your husband was a professor?
Is.
I'm a secretary at GKKFiS.
I'm very sorry, but I can't help you.
I need to close the church.
What's her name?
Your mother. What's her name?
Maria.
Boss.
Yeah?
You were right.
We've got them.
Maciej Fiolek.
Facial recognition confirmed it.
All these years, the son of a bitch was right under my nose.
How so?
Five years ago, I was investigating the murder of his parents.
We figured he was killed as well, but we never found the body.
But I always felt he was still alive.
Maybe he killed them.
I considered it but I couldn't find a motive.
You don't just up and kill your parents.
Unless they're not your real parents.
- Like with Benjamin and Łukasz. - Fuck!
That's why she's recruiting them.
We have to find out who their real parents were.
It can't be a coincidence. She has to have a list.
It all must have started with their parents.
Are you hungry?
Eat.
Thank you.
Take this upstairs and notify Pająk.
Ask him for a list of victims from that plane crash.
Yes, sir.
- I found the place in the photo. - You shouldn't come here.
- It was Władysław's wedding. - Whose?
My girlfriend's father.
Do you have it with you?
Come with me.
Adamus, Żurawski, Fiolek, the ULTRA woman. The General.
Władysław might have taken it. He knew them all.
- Why would he lie about knowing Żurawski? - We all have secrets.
- Tell me what this all means. - I don't know.
Three of them are dead.
Is he in danger, too? Me? Her?
The only thing we know for sure is that one of the people in this photo
was murdered five years ago.
- And my professor. - We don't know if that was a homicide.
Maybe he was trying to warn me.
"Truth is the only weapon mortals have to fight gods."
That girl of yours, what's her name?
Karolina. Why?
You know...
I sometimes think your best option is to forget about all of this,
marry Karolina and lead a safe, comfortable life.
Would you have done that?
I'm not the best example to follow.
Alright, what's the other option?
Find out what connects these people besides having attended the same wedding.
Maybe then we'll find an answer to your questions.
- We? Plural? - Yeah.
Yes.
Since we're partners now, can you give me the photo?
I've already looked at it enough.
Did you manage to find anything on Żurawski?
Not yet, but our best man is on it.
NORTHERN DISTRICT - SZCZECIN
Stach!
You, in the field? What are you doing here?
Your famed quince liquor!
You always made the best one.
Which means you want something.
I'm here regarding a case.
They finally demoted you to detective. Very good.
You got fat in that Chief's chair.
Happens to the best of us.
How do you like it in the East?
You should get out of there before they corrupt you completely.
Should I start worrying?
Let's just say I didn't want to draw the SB's attention.
That's why I came to you.
And only to you.
This is getting interesting.
JANUARY 1983
Kamil Zatoń.
His parents were arrested and sent to prison after 12 March.
They're part of the "disappeared". Fate unknown.
He was adopted by a family loyal to the Party
and recruited by the SB at 18.
Now he's one of the Praetorians of the new Security Minister.
- Trojan. - Why are they letting us in so close?
Guilty conscience?
"The son shall not suffer for the iniquity of the father,
nor the father for the iniquity of the son."
- The Bible. - If this was Russia, they would kill us.
- What do you think? - It won't be easy.
But if we could get him on our side, we would have intel
on safety measures and Party member security.
Including Trojan.
So what's the plan?
We need something with limited range, something quick.
Any upcoming commemorative events?
The opening of the Philharmonic. The entire Party brass will be there.
The SB always does a security sweep first, so this guy should be there.
How do we do this? The easy way or the hard way?
Does he look like he's going to make things easy?
MILICJA HEADQUARTERS, SZCZECIN
Your men?
No, but that's one of our cars.
Have the new transmitters been activated in all of your cars?
Yes.
A bit further.
What's this all about?
I've got something.
Move, junior.
Jonasz Modzelewski.
Personal advisor to Modzelewski and his adopted son.
The official cause of the crash is sudden depressurization.
I can't get the results of the autopsy or the investigation. It's the SB's turf.
That's not all.
I have this from a friend
who handles mass spectrometry for the SB forensics unit.
The head of ULTRA, Torzecka,
died in an explosion three nights ago.
- An explosion? - Yes, a controlled one.
Covered an entire room full of people.
They're saying it was a normal house fire.
But the explosion was controlled and meant to kill.
It's Ofelia's work.
Both of them.
Find out if Torzecka had a son. Now.
On it.
I need you to dig around a bit.
Try to find out as much as you can about Kajetan Skowron.
His parents are victims of 12 March. He studies law at the university.
Just be discreet about it. He has a powerful guardian angel.
We have something.
Shall I call in the rest of the unit?
No.
I'm taking over this case.
You're sure you won't need me?
Focus on Kajetan.
Unless... second thoughts?
It just might be harder than I thought.
He doesn't remember his parents. At all.
He has no real connection to them.
- He doesn't even feel anger. - Then make him angry.
- Like you made me? - Yes.
This is completely different.
We made our decisions ourselves when we found out. And him?
They made his parents martyrs. They built memorials to them.
Do you have any memories of them?
Some of his mother. A caring woman who took us to the playground.
And then disappeared.
That's not enough.
LIST OF FATALITIES
"The Committee for Mine Safety hereby concludes
that the decision to deploy work crews in an unsafe environment
rested solely with union foreman Janów
and thus exonerates the mine's management from culpability."
Anatol.
Anatol, when will you show it to her?
I don't know.
You have to give it to her.
- It's not that easy. - It is.
She has to know the truth.
Maybe it's better that she doesn't.
It will kill her.
I don't know what to do.
JANUARY 1983
Kajtuś?
Here.
Thank you, I only had two doses left.
I know. The pharmacy had a shortage.
Did you hear anything about Wiktor?
No, nobody knows anything.
I'm sure they're treating him well. If he's done nothing wrong.
I'll be back in an hour.
Are you hungry? Do you want an egg?
I'll make you a delicious egg!
- Where are we going? - You'll see.
Name?
Come on.
Today is my zenith, the peak of my power.
Today I shall know if I am the highest of all,
or merely presumptuous.
Today is the fated hour.
Today I will strain my soul's power.
This is the moment of Samson,
as he mused blindly by the pillar.
I will shed my body and garb my spirit in feathers.
I need flight.
I will leave the whirligig of planets and stars,
reach the edges of Nature and Creation.
I have them now, I have two wings.
They will do.
I will spread them from West to East.
Striking the past with one, and the future with the other.
And follow the rays of feeling to You.
And peer into Your feelings for once.
You, who they say feels so much in heaven.
I'm here.
I've come.
Witness my power.
THE NATIONAL PHILHARMONIC INAUGURAL CONCERT
He's on the move.
Got him.
- Going down. I'm losing him. - Which floor?
I don't know.
Do you see him?
Fuck, Thahn. There's a problem.
Grab him, Thahn.
Hang in there.
Hold on.
Press it tightly.
Go, go!
- How bad is she? - Very!
Fucking go!
Come on, Oliwka.
I'm here.
Where do we take her?
I don't fucking know!
I need to know!
Where's Effy?
Now my spirit is one with my homeland.
My body has swallowed her soul.
Me and my homeland are one.
My name is Million,
for I love and suffer for millions.
I look at my poor homeland,
like a father at his son on the rack.
I feel the suffering of my nation like a mother feels her baby in her womb.
I suffer, I rage, and You...
Wise and cheerful, ever the ruler.
Ever the judge.
And they say You're never wrong.
Speak up, or I will strike against your Nature.
If I don't turn it into rubble,
I'll shake whole nations in their foundation.
My voice will pierce
every layer of Creation.
This voice will travel from generation to generation.
I will scream that you are not the Father but...
Thahn! Find Effy!