A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Number 11, please.
We're closing her.
- What's this? - Nothing.
Take over.
What's this thing doing here?
Adrenaline!
THE BEETROOT WONDER: INGREDIENTS
- What are you doing? - Cleansing my body.
Ah.
Oh.
Anna left chicken legs in the fridge for us.
She'll be late, she's going to a meeting after school.
Damn it. She's taken on too much.
Sorry, but I'm adopting a healthy lifestyle.
I'll be eating healthy food only: Spinach, beetroot, chia seeds, that's it.
What about me?
Only the beetroot wonder for you.
Jesus Christ! Hold it!
The beetroot wonder.
Multimillionaire Ludwik Kowalczuk has died at the age of 67.
A well-known philanthropist, he was the king of textiles
and the founder of LDVC that makes clothes for major brands.
The official cause of death is yet to be confirmed.
An anonymous source claims it was a rhytidectomy,
commonly known as a face lift.
I didn't know you could die of that.
The clinic director, Robert Szelag, refused to talk to the reporters.
Doctor, how did that happen?
Doctor, why did that face lift end in death?
Any comment on that?
"Tough luck." "Life sucks."
"Give Kuba my regards when you see him."
He's my brother after all.
That's what your brother said when he found out you'd been arrested.
He didn't even pay you a visit in jail.
Look, it's his problem.
Not mine.
You've always said he doesn't give a shit about you.
- He left you... - I've said a lot of things.
I've done a lot of things. But now I do them differently.
- That's not the point. - What is the point then?
I just don't want anyone to use it.
Mmm.
You can use me.
Now.
Come here.
Three-zero with Pniewy.
The first game I took you to.
Terlecki scored a goal from 30 meters.
I have a problem. A big one.
My life just got fucked up.
Tough luck. Life sucks.
They want to accuse me of medical malpractice.
It means a lawsuit, millions in damages.
I'm going to lose everything.
They're trying to frame me. It can't have happened.
The man was healthy as a horse. I've performed hundreds of face lifts.
Did you talk to the Warsaw police?
They won't bother to dig in the dirt if they have a medical death.
- And they think I'm crazy. - What about a medical board?
They should be experts.
The board, Kuba?
It'll take them three years to find anything.
It'll take me three months to go bankrupt.
Patients are dropping out. Plus bank loans and salaries.
Everything will fall apart.
I'm really sorry.
Seriously.
- My girlfriend is a lawyer, she might... - Never mind!
I'm sorry.
I know, Kuba. I was going to see you in jail.
I wanted to, but I couldn't...
That's okay.
I knew you were innocent.
- That's okay. - Kuba, I need your help.
Look, I work in Lodz. He died in Warsaw.
- I can't do anything. - I know you.
You're fucking obsessed with justice.
You don't give a damn
about police divisions, districts and beats.
This is the nicest thing you've told me since I turned ten.
Besides, you're my brother.
The one who handles everything so perfectly.
A tough guy. Like our dad.
All right! There, you can think I'm a prick.
But let me tell you this:
The man died and I think someone helped him.
I'll see what I can do.
He's your brother.
Even if you help him, you can still hate him.
It stinks though.
It's chickpeas. They have a distinct smell.
If you pour them into a frying pan...
The death in your brother's clinic stinks.
That Kowalczuk... He's quite a story.
My mother was a seamstress in his factory.
And?
And you know...
The Rockefellers from Lodz.
But they keep fighting about money.
A spoiled daughter, affairs...
The guy lived in Lodz, but died in Warsaw.
This is not our territory.
Besides, I'm still in the spotlight, they're keeping an eye on me...
- It's a different city. Get it? - You could find ten motives right away.
Why ten?
Hey!
Either you're obsessed or something happened.
Henryk said I'd find you here.
No way! The Police have officially asked us for help.
- Thought I'd seen it all! - Not officially
and not the Police, but me. Privately.
My brother claims there was a murder in his clinic.
So, the Kowalczuk case, it wasn't an accident?
- I don't know. I want to check it out. - Can't the Warsaw Police check?
The Police sometimes makes mistakes, like they can send someone to jail...
for nothing.
Besides, the guys from Warsaw aren't too fond of me.
They're the ones who put me in jail for alleged corruption.
Look, I really want to help you, but I'm going to a Classical Drama class.
- Why us? - Exactly.
I saw you at work.
You guys are good.
Kowalczuk's funeral is at 2:00 p.m. today.
- See that woman? - Yes.
Barbara Kowalczuk. She's the widow.
The one next to her is Irena, their daughter.
Fancy dresses, huh?
They used to make clothes for the five top fashion houses.
Now they mainly work for chains, but the contacts are still there.
Who's that?
I don't know.
Artur Orzechowski, an attorney.
Look!
Who's that?
She's Kowalczuk's close associate. But I don't know her.
Let's get out of here.
Come on.
Listen up, we must find out who this girl is.
- I bet she was his mistress. - I know this girl from somewhere!
- This is Klaudia Borecka. - She runs a chic boutique.
It's in the Mokotów district.
AGAINST AIR POLLUTION
In books, mistresses are often killers. An anthology of...
Wait! Piast, you're actually right.
If the dead man's mistress scuffles with the dead man's attorney
at the funeral, you should know
there's something going on.
Fine, that's settled. We'll talk to her.
- Just a few delicate questions. - Ola.
Find more information about the clinic's equipment.
I talked to my uni friends, who say
those new devices record vital parameters. Maybe we can find something there.
Name one field you know nothing about.
Med students have classes in the next building.
You don't have to trust him.
It would be even better if you didn't trust him.
Mmm?
You want to help him, someone's framing him,
but I can't trust him.
I believe it could have been a murder,
but my brother might be hiding something.
Or he's not telling me everything.
He's your brother, but you don't know much about him, huh?
He moved out when I was 12.
Later, we didn't really keep in touch.
I told him you guys would help him out.
I won't even go inside.
Do you like him? At least a little?
If someone sees me there, I'm gonna be screwed.
Oh, okay, I get it now.
I'll tell you what happened that day.
It was a simple surgical procedure, like in the case of this patient.
It's not complicated, only...
painful.
Kowalczuk had an adverse reaction to medications.
He was intubated and brought into the post-op room.
When the vitals are out of normal range, the alarm should go off at once.
It's the same with the ventilator in case of any respiratory issues.
Preceding Kowalczuk's death,
it was quiet.
The alarm went off a few minutes later.
But it was too late.
So your equipment was totally fucked up?
Someone tampered with the settings.
Someone who knew how to do it.
Follow me.
The alarm parameter is normally set to a continuous beep.
But you can change the settings so that it will signal irregularities
every three seconds,
15 seconds,
three minutes or even 15 minutes.
You can also disable the acoustic alarm in the vent,
but you can't disable the visual one.
But you can cover it up.
Then you can pull out the tube and the patient will suffocate quietly.
Right?
Oh, someone is always here.
And they would have noticed a stranger.
There was no stranger here.
The employees who were on duty that night are beyond suspicion.
I need to use the toilet.
I want to see you in my office!
Talk to me, Piast.
You got that flash drive on you?
Yes.
You need to find a computer.
I've got one.
Okay...
The girls are on the prowl.
Buy me time. I'll download as much as I can.
No, wait!
Let me see these profiles.
Fuck.
- What are you doing here? - Jesus, I've cut my finger.
I should have stayed outside, but I had no idea...
Fine. We'll dress your wound.
Are you here about Kowalczuk?
Yes, actually. I'm looking into this case.
But we already said everything.
I'd like to know if anything unusual happened that day.
Everything's scheduled here.
Okay, but did you have any unexpected guests like me?
A few people came to see our patients.
A few medical representatives, couriers and delivery men.
- Just like any other day. - Our patient sent us a basket of sweets.
- You remember? - Chocolate truffles... So delicious.
And Kowalczuk had no visitors?
If someone of his age has a face lift, you know exactly why.
So his family didn't pay him any visits.
One day before the surgery, Mr. Kowalczuk had a visit.
- From his daughter, Irena. - Mm-hmm.
- Quite friendly, but... - But it looked like they argued.
We don't know what it was about.
Thank you, girls. And thank you for my finger too.
Girls, I'd like to recommend Klaudia Borecka's showroom
where you can find the best brands and fashion designers.
Nothing but gems.
Oh, and you don't need a suitcase full of money.
A credit card will do. Preferably a gold one.
And cut.
Very nice, we've got it.
I'd like to take a few snaps. Can I?
Of course. Shoot whatever you like.
No! I can't believe it!
This one's impossible to buy!
A limited edition. It was a gift.
Girls...
I'd like to thank you so much for what you're doing for me.
Come on. The pleasure is ours.
Just out of curiosity...
why didn't you want to talk about fashion, but only about money?
I wanted to know your business concept.
After Ludwik's death.
Klaudia, I'm not judging you.
I used to be in a strange relationship myself.
One moment...
and the man I love is gone.
Soon, the work I love will be gone.
And then...
my life will be gone.
But why?
To turn such a boutique in Warsaw into a profitable place,
that's impossible.
Of course, it was supposed to make a profit one day, but...
I'm not going to lie to you.
We mostly operated on Ludwik's help.
Now, when he's...
Excuse me for a minute.
No, she had no motive to kill him.
Her entire emotional and professional life fell apart.
I'm browsing through her profile at cv24.pl.
A hostess...
A sales representative...
Then suddenly, the owner of a boutique in Warsaw's most expensive street.
- A speedy career, huh? - But the boutique is losing money.
And the main investor is now dead.
But she says Ludwik was planning to divorce his wife for her, correct?
Most mistresses say so, some of them even believe it.
All right, we gotta go.
Okay, thanks, girls!
- You hear that? - Did he say "thanks"?
You know...
Michał showed his gratitude more discreetly.
What was it about?
Your brother, I mean?
It's obvious you two are at war, even though you're helping him.
My brother also showed his gratitude more discreetly.
And his love in particular.
You know, Kuba, I had a younger brother.
And I know what it's like.
I loved him more than life, but at times, I felt like strangling him.
Still, I looked after him and we had...
We had a very close relationship.
My brother didn't look after me.
I even held a grudge against him because of that.
But I no longer do.
Grudges don't change a thing.
I've learned to expect nothing from other people.
When I need a spiritual guru, I'll definitely give you a call.
HOW DOES YOUR BODY REACT AT OVER 4,000 METERS A.S.L?
I think when you're at 4,000 meters, it's dangerous even to breathe.
How can I help you, sir?
Does your mom still know anyone in Kowalczuk's company?
Who would you like to meet?
The accountant.
Hmm.
Interesting data.
- Good job, Ola. - Why didn't the Warsaw Police find them?
- That's interesting. - The system files look okay.
But the drive image clearly shows the settings were changed.
It was an expert on hospital networks who covered his tracks.
- Tracks of what? - The settings of Ludwik's monitors.
One monitor by the patient's bed, the other by the nurses' station.
But someone must have made the nurses leave the station.
- It appears so. - But it's not evidence yet.
You know what, Tomek? You got boring on your paternity leave.
- Did I? - You should socialize more.
Go meet Kowalczuk's accountant, Ms. Halina Zawadzka-Zgierska.
Write down her phone number.
507-380-834.
- Where did you get it? - In a shop with phone numbers.
Go talk to her. Accountants usually know a lot.
Sweet Jesus.
The meaning of life, huh?
Good morning.
Good morning. Please, follow me.
Such an intimate question.
Three days after my husband's funeral.
We'd like to find out more about the circumstances of his death.
What does the divorce have to do with that?
It wasn't the first time Ludwik had wanted to leave me.
Every time he met a beautiful young woman
who used her ass to mess with his mind,
he wanted to file for a divorce.
But it never happened.
Do you know why?
There.
Public relations.
Our company is a family brand.
THE BIGGEST PLAYER ON THE TEXTILE MARKET
And my husband loved his company the most.
Ms. Barbara, I know how a woman cheated by her husband feels.
I really do. And I'd never...
I'd never felt so furious
once I found out that my husband, my spouse had...
- Ola! - ...a girl on the side.
And I swear I was ready to...
You know... I was ready to do anything.
Ola.
What are you implying?
You're coming to my house, accusing me of murder?
I'm not. No.
My assistant will see you out.
Bravo.
Outrageous! Ridiculous!
To bother a woman in mourning?
Without a warrant?
Ms. Barbara told me to let it go. But I won't!
When I'm watching you work out, I'm thinking about a grilled sausage.
Or a kebab, or anything. I'm hungry.
Diet.
Yeah, but I'm sticking to it, Henryk. I really am.
I'm not so sure.
Hello! How was the accountant?
- Did the chocolates work? - They did too.
But Staś did the main job.
He's going to make any woman talk, like in confession.
Like his daddy!
So, what did you get out of her?
Ms. Halina doesn't know everything.
But she says Ludwik traveled to the countries of the former USSR.
He went to Baku, Moldova, Saint Petersburg...
- What if the Russian mafia is behind it? - A hospital murder?
I'd bet on ex-KGB agents.
True, we'd have to dig deeper into it.
What business he did there and with whom.
I used to work in insurance.
I did such things regularly.
- "Such things"? Meaning what? - Screening companies.
What they do, with whom, what for.
If you want, I can check it for you.
Yes, sir!
Kuba, someone's here to see you!
I couldn't get you on the phone!
- Did you find out anything? - Not here.
Look, I might be suspended.
I want to help you, so don't come here!
They want to file a lawsuit against me!
- My clinic's done, I'll end up in jail! - Okay!
- We'll talk when I'm done. - Done with fucking what?
- The investigation? Your life? - Okay...
- How long should I wait? - Fine...
Hey!
Calm down! Easy.
We're leaving. It's okay.
All right.
Enough!
Calm down!
Sorry, Kuba. I've just hit a wall. A wall!
I have zero patients. Nine employees have just quit.
This clinic is the only thing I have. I'm scared. I'm simply scared.
I've never been so fucking scared
since I left home with one suitcase, not knowing what to do next.
You never told me you were scared back then.
Because I didn't want him to see that, to notice anything
or to tell me for the last time:
"You're weak."
- Get it? - Robert...
Look at me, for fuck's sake!
- Who fucking told you that? - What do you think?
You've never been weak, do you understand?
And don't be scared.
All the places in the former USSR Kowalczuk went to
were linked to the operations of his company.
- Except for one. - Go on, Henryk, tell me!
Saint Petersburg.
Kowalczuk went there three times,
even though he had no business or official meetings there.
Nothing.
Here's an important detail:
Every time, he went there with his daughter.
Okay. I'll go and meet her.
Thank you for seeing me.
I'll always find time for Ms. Halina's friends.
- So you're not the Police, right? - No. I'm with Ultraviolet.
- But Warsaw Police are on the case. - They aren't thorough enough.
- Because? - They missed a few important details.
What exactly did they miss?
For example, the argument you had with your father one day before he died.
Is it tactless if I ask you what you argued about?
Yes, it is. But I'll tell you anyway.
My father wanted me to sell him my company shares.
He didn't want to lose control of the company after the divorce.
- And? - And I told him what I thought about it.
I refused. Anything else you'd like to know?
Your trips with your father to Saint Petersburg!
- Where? - Saint Petersburg!
Saint Petersburg? I've never been there!
You two went three times last year. There's evidence.
- Impossible. - I'm serious!
Scans of your hotel reservations...
Here's your name.
And your father's name.
No, it's just...
What is it?
Nothing. I've just remembered something.
- Something to do with the case? - No.
Zbyszek! Please show this lady to the gate.
Got you, Irena!
Saint Petersburg, huh?
You fucking thought I wouldn't find out?
You think I'm an idiot?
You're gonna die in this library.
I fucking let you into our house! So that you could shag my father?
I took you to lunch at my mom's. Don't patronize me now!
Calm down!
Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a second?
- Yes? - We have some friends in common.
- This is not a good time. - I want to find out who killed Ludwik.
I met him through Irena.
We studied together and made friends.
I often went to her house and...
Ludwik and I...
We got closer.
His family didn't know about it.
He was a wonderful, tender man.
We'd been dating for almost 18 months.
What about Saint Petersburg?
He took me there for our first anniversary.
To the Mariinsky Theatre.
I love ballet, I'd never seen anything like that.
And the city...
Afterwards, we went there twice.
Listen, did anyone know about your relationship?
I didn't tell anyone. Neither did Ludwik.
But you know he threatened to divorce his wife?
I do.
And these were not empty words.
How can you be so sure?
I'm pregnant with Ludwik's baby.
We have to analyze again who might have a motive.
Not Irena, she knew only about the divorce.
What if she tried to take over the company?
We don't know what their hospital argument was about.
- Maybe she didn't tell us everything? - Maybe.
His wife knew what was going on, she knew the divorce was for real.
We checked the wife's alibi.
I'll talk it over with the team and let you guys know.
I preferred UV to wait for the Police, and not the other way round.
- Tomek? - Yes?
You said Klaudia had worked as a sales rep, right?
Yes, and?
MEDICAL EQUIPMENT FOR YOUR BELOVED
Wait! I know this logo!
It's the company that produces medical equipment.
Shit, it means she'd feel in her element in the clinic.
She'd know how to operate the devices.
Grab the manuals. Pick the one you like.
Did you find anything else?
Her e-mail account is poorly secured.
What's in there?
Not much. I only found bank statements from the past year.
She's cash-strapped.
Anyway, I'll send them to you, maybe you can notice something.
Wait a second...
What? 950 złotys for pastries?
Hey, listen up!
When did Ludwik die?
On May 14th. Why?
No, no, no...
I can't believe it. It's too easy.
No, that's impossible.
Okay, show me this trick.
Watch me.
- Where do you think you're going, miss? - Very funny.
Uh-huh.
Beata, just don't get upset.
I know who killed Kowalczuk and how.
Klaudia knew everything about the clinic:
Their routines and procedures.
She also knew how to divert the nurses' attention.
How did she do it?
She bought a heap of some posh eco sweets.
Oh please... Sweets?
- Nurses are professionals. - Sure.
NOW!
Hello! Here, help yourselves!
Here, go on!
- Help yourselves. - Let me through!
Make way for the inspector!
Here you are.
Take it all!
Hello! Ms. Klaudia Borecka?
- Yes, what's this about? - You're being arrested for murder.
Hands behind the back.
The other one.
The guys from Warsaw found her business card in the clinic.
- She used her real name. - The business card was real.
She used to work there a few years ago.
No one asked what she was doing there.
Anyone can print it at home.
- It works better than an official ID. - Exactly!
She admitted to everything.
You've sorted out exactly what happened.
- We've sorted out, boss. - Yeah.
Despite my clear order to stay away from this case.
I'm wondering why she killed him.
She must have known his wife would inherit everything.
She spent a few years waiting for him to leave his wife.
She didn't want to be "the second one." Agnieszka entered the scene...
She didn't want to be "the third one."
- That's fucked up. - Totally.
Hand behind the back.
The other one.
Come on in.
It's new.
I wanted to thank you.
- Wow. - Just something I found.
Wanna come inside?
You know the best thing about having a brother?
You don't need to talk to him.
A brother is someone you simply have.
Thanks!
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