You are a cautious man, Mr. Mirich?
Thank you, Zavisha.
Let's call it what it is: a distrust for perishable goods.
- What kind of goods? - Human race.
You don't like people?
How about women?
That's a different story. I don't know which is stronger,
my love or my hate for them, but I certainly respect them.
History is full of strong women:
Agrippina, Princess Militsa,
Duchess Ljubitsa, Joan of Arc...
First one was killed by her own son,
the second let her daughter marry the man who murdered her husband,
and the third...
she was burned at the stake.
Are you surprised?
I must admit I am. But it's a pleasant surprise.
You're not the first one to mistake me for a cowgirl.
- Strange, isn't it? - What?
That men love strong women,
but when they find one,
they cry like babies when she stabs them with a knife.
See, my dear Yovana...
my mother was a very strong woman.
- Was she? - Yes.
She was sixteen when she married my father,
and then she had me.
My earliest memories are of him beating her.
He did it regularly and brutally.
One day my father fell ill,
he was withering, fading away.
Everyone thought it was because of his drinking,
but no, my mother decided that she's had enough.
She was poisoning him slowly, but not because she was cautious,
no, it was because she enjoyed watching him suffer.
When he died, I found a bottle of yellowish powder in the bathroom.
I gave some to the neighbour's dog...
It was dead by the evening.
That is when I decided what I wanted to be when I grow up.
- A poisoner? - No.
A pharmacist.
Is it sprinkled with arsenic?
You'll never know if you don't try...
Why don't you, for a change...
...try me?
BLACK SUN EPISODE 10
Dima Tanasiyevich
He must have been a good man.
How do you know?
Good people are quickly forgotten.
I've been sleeping here for ages,
and you're the first one to come to his grave.
They'll be coming.
Here, get a drink. For his soul.
It's a bit too early for that.
Dima Tanasiyevich
May you live a hundred years! Here we go!
Please, you shouldn't teach him that.
Good morning. Is that the little guy?
Yes.
Prsho, give us a coffee. We should get going.
- Did that thing go well? - Of course.
It has to when you leave it up to Prsho.
Zip it, Prsho, and give us that coffee.
I don't have anyone to look after the kid if I don't get a day off.
- Give him to Prsho. - How?
Let him take the kid to Smilya.
- She'd jump for joy. - Are you sure?
- Trust me. - I wouldn't want to intrude.
How can a little child be an intrusion.
- Really? - Come on, it'll be fine.
The hell with your coffee! You can't even make it.
- Boyana, see you later! - See you.
See you at home, Boyana.
Listen, but you have to...
No, Mr. Mirich, you're not dreaming.
Oh, we're on formal terms again.
You thought you could get rid of me and my brother, didn't you?
I never trusted you.
Not only because you are a man and a Serb,
but because there's something about you.
Something irresistible?
Something rotten.
Under normal circumstances, I'd beg to differ, but...
how can one say no to a woman holding a knife to his throat?
Before I slaughter you like a pig you're going to tell me
to what extent is Kyro involved in all this.
Master Kyro is...
What's so urgent?
You came to invite me to a wedding?
You could almost call it a wedding.
- And you're the groom? - That's quite close.
But instead of a priest, it'll be done by the Monk.
Don't fuck with me, I'm down in the dumps.
It'd be better if had gone to hell.
You've been acting like it for some time now.
What did you say?
You're distracted and things are getting out of hand.
Did you come here to question me?
You can talk to Tanasiyevich like that, but not to me!
- I was never impolite to you. - Okay, okay.
Dimitriyevich, we're here to tell you that we'll solve the case.
And to ask you not to get in our way.
You're going to solve the case? Obstacles wherever you turn.
I'm afraid no one can solve this case.
We'll get you the head of Belgrade organised crime...
That is, if you promise not to release him.
- Promise to you? Are you insane? - Don't play dumb.
I want to know whether you have the balls to put Monk on trial?!
Otherwise, I'll quit and resolve it some other way!
All right, get the Monk.
If an order comes to set him free, be it from the Minister himself,
I will hand in my resignation. Agreed?
He's the least of our worries.
What if you get a call from General Zhivkovich?
Even if I get a call from King Alexander,
the head of Belgrade bandits won't be out of prison
while I am the chief. Get him.
I will.
We never had this conversation.
If you do something stupid, I won't cover for you.
Your fly is undone.
Master Kyro, do you know what loyalty is?
I think I do.
See, if you want someone to be loyal,
they have to believe in you.
"It is much better to be the one people trust than the one they love."
- True that. - Indeed.
My people trust me.
I don't give a shit if they love me.
Zavisha, do you love me?
Be honest.
- I don't, boss. - See?
- Do you trust me? - Absolutely, boss.
- You're free to go. - Thank you.
I'll make myself clear.
Despite minor misunderstandings, we are business partners
and we have to trust each other.
Therefore, if you and your flock of sheep
wish to leave the town safely, I expect a favour from you.
I want your revolutionary dead.
Can I count on your loyalty, Master Kyro?
Wait for me downstairs, I won't be long.
We could have breakfast together.
I introduced Ms. Davidovich to Gabriel at the funeral.
So her head will roll too?
No, it means....
we don't want something unexpected again.
They will meet.
He'll have a chance to see who she is.
Only then can we start negotiations with our cards on the table.
Although it seems someone has already spoken candidly
with the young lady.
Are you implying it was me?
Mr. Avakumovich, for God's sake, as you Serbs like to say,
I am sure Mr. Rayachki didn't mean anything bad.
I'm sure...
...he didn't mean anything bad.
All right, gentlemen...
That's how it's going to be.
- We're closed. - I know.
We need Captain Fyodor Sherbacky.
- Do you know where he is? - Who knows?
Okay, listen...
It is you who need me, not the other way around.
If you don't let me in now, I'll be gone Lord knows where.
Wait.
- It's you again, inspector. - We need to talk, captain. Alone.
Leave us.
Did you find what you have promised me?
I did. You'll get the spear.
And because you had to wait so long,
I'll throw in something extra, your friend, Monk.
To what do I owe such generosity?
I need you and your men to arrest him.
My men and I are not gendarmes. We do not apprehend people.
I am going to arrest him, not you.
- Let me see the spear first. - Not yet.
Once Monk is behind the bars, not with your bullet in his head,
that's when you'll get the spear.
You're playing games with me again.
If you keep your side of the bargain, and I screw you,
you can kill me instead of him.
But if you kill the Monk, you'll never see the spear,
even if you kill me a thousand times.
If you lie to me, I'll kill him too.
I'm prepared to accept such an agreement.
Here we are: not one, but two fools.
Do you know how empires are forged, Milan?
Of course you don't, you're just a foot soldier.
Your job is to assault, to shoot, to kill, and be killed.
My dear...
an empire is built stone by stone, brick by brick,
corpse by corpse.
The longer you amass the stones,
the more corpses you pile up, the stronger your empire.
Do you understand, old friend?
We're not friends.
What did you say?
Of course we're not.
We are travelling companions.
I'm at the helm of the ship, and you're rowing.
I must admit I admire your sincerity
and your resolve to move forward.
Have you disposed of that whore's body?
- I have. - Fine.
Now, we're going to take care of the rest.
- Are the people ready? - They are.
And you?
What about me?
Are you ready, Milan?
I'm always ready.
Dame! Dame, please calm down!
We're on their turf. There's too many of them.
- You calm down, Kyro! - We don't stand a chance.
That bastard has slit your sister's throat!
- It was... - What was it?!
An accident.
Kyro, you motherfucking Shylock!
If I shoot you here now like a dog,
would that be an accident?
- You motherfucker! - Calm down, Dame!
I don't want to calm down.
I'll be calm when I see that pharmacist son of a bitch
holding his intestines in his hands!
Get your weapons and get ready for war!
And for the slaughter!
Oh, Mr. Inspector, time to get your hair trimmed.
I won't charge you because you don't arrest my comrades.
I'll arrest you for your big mouth.
Any news about the customer?
He's inside, waiting.
After you, inspector!
It's me. What are you staring at?
I wasn't sure you'd come.
Don't move.
I won't.
I brought it. Just in case. Here you go.
I have to take this shit somewhere.
I'll get those bastards when I'm done.
Just so you know, your old friend didn't kill her.
It was just convenient to put the blame on you.
Don't worry, I'll find the one who did.
He can't hide from me.
Go find a safe place and lay low.
A man consumed with anger is bound to make a mistake.
I'll finish off those German fuckers.
I promise.
Well, I hope you fail,
so I can cut them into pieces.
Take care, my brother-in-arms.
You too, my captain.
One day, when I return, not like this,
but on a white horse,
you'll join the party and I'll make you the police minister.
I don't care about your party.
And I couldn't care less about the Ministry of Police.
Privileged Export Joint Stock Company "Prizad".
Once you join the "Prizad" there's no coming back.
Two signatures here, please.
Bureaucracy is killing us, Milkica.
Stop whining.
You should be rejoicing considering what you have been given.
I'll be rejoicing, minister, as soon as I see your signature.
Certainly. Milkica, could you wait outside, please?
Of course.
Senate will sit in a day or two.
General has had a word with everyone.
Relax, agricultural exports are in yours and God's hands now.
I'll leave tomatoes and cucumbers to God,
but poppy and its derivatives remain in my domain.
- Cheers! - Cheers!
And?
Do I stand a chance of passing this trial?
As far as I am concerned, you've passed at first sight.
Are you allowed to perceive yourself separately
from the organization?
I am a man of flesh and blood.
So I've noticed.
But you are also a man who can curb his urges,
a man prepared to suppress his inclinations to a higher end.
- Are you tempting me? - By no means.
I don't indulge in futile endeavours.
You think they're futile?
If they weren't, the two old men wouldn't have sent you to tempt me.
And what do you think I am supposed to establish?
First of all, is my offer is viable.
Well, is it?
It depends on what you think I'm offering.
My task is to warn you that we're ready,
in case this is a trap.
Duly noted.
Do you have anything else for me as far as business is concerned?
Yes, that cop who's shadowing you.
- Are you jealous? - A little,
but only because of his obsession with you.
I am sure that a woman like you
would never succumb to the charms of such a ruffian.
And, we certainly wouldn't want him present at our meeting.
Don't worry, leave him to me.
I will hold you to your word.
Can we change the subject now?
Finally.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
You said it yourself, business first.
When it comes to business, I was told you mentioned
a head that needs to roll.
Yes.
And you'd like to know whose?
I don't see what else I might be interested in?
Don't worry, you'll find out just at the right moment.
Consider this an advance.
And now I really have to go.
Let's go, inspector!
Kyro!
It's me, Master Kyro, don't shoot!
I'm unarmed, Master Kyro!
I came to help you! Get out.
Master Kyro, I want to speak to you!
Our conversations are finished!
Get in! Open up!
Keep an eye on those two!
Hear me out first, and then kill me!
- Let's hear it. - My boss is a traitor,
he has betrayed you, and me. I'll take care of him.
Let me get rid of him so we can do business.
You're a good man, Let's not kill each other.
We should be doing business!
Lying son of a bitch! He's trying to trick you!
- Shut up! - You shut up, you son of a bitch!
- Kyro! - They are all the same!
Kyro. This is not going to end well.
I know it won't.
C'mon!
Bring the gasoline, we'll torch this place.
Wait! Give me five minutes, I'll bring him in.
You have five minutes.
Damyan,
it's me, Tane! I'm coming in!
If he kills me, you know what to do.
I'm coming Damyan!
You came to settle your debt.
Go home, Dane.
Forget about Belgrade,
forget that fucking revolution of yours.
And my slayed sister? Shall I forget her as well?
I'll settle the score with the man who killed your sister.
You have my word.
Mr. Tanasiyevich, a man of his word!
That's all I have left.
If we meet again,
shall we meet as friends?
You, Dame, will always be my friend.
And you mine, captain.
Are you sure you're strong enough to go all the way?
Yes.
You must never forget the procedure.
If you abide by it, it will be your ally.
If you disregard it,
it will turn against you.
Don't worry, Uncle Tacky.
Well done, Milan. Well done.
As you said, boss, I'm just a foot soldier.
And quite an efficient one, I must say.
Well done, Milan.
Where are Master Kyro and the revolutionary?
Monk...
I thought you were smart, but you're an idiot.
What is it, Milan, you sold me out to the Russians, huh?
Look who's talking?!
You fucking traitor!
Go to hell!
Mr. Mirich, we meet again, in a church of all places.
- Inspector Tanasiyevich. - Cuff him.
I knew you were a stupid cop, but you can't be that stupid
to think that I am going to let you cuff me.
Left or right?
Tailor, we have an agreement.
Off you go, my darling...
Where have you been so long?
We've been looking for you, my friend
Go, you wimp!
Choose. Left or right?
Tane, what's this apprentice of yours want?
You didn't teach him well.
He should return the tuition money.
Left or right?
What are you talking about?
Now that we're done, it's time to focus on the main thing.
The official initiation ceremony
will have to wait until our next big gathering, but...
unofficially, I have an honour to announce
that you have been accepted into our order.
I won't be needing that.
Miss Davidovich, Master of the Order position...
is not a bank that can be inherited.
- Isn't it? - You must earn it.
Besides, the position cannot be held by a woman.
And Ms. Maria, the one who makes your masks,
is she a male?
Ms. Maria Orsich is the soul of our order,
and therefore an exception.
In any case, thank you for bringing your late father's regalia.
We will place it in the temple and keep it as a relic.
I guess this argument will be enough
for you to make another exception.
And as for the merits, Mr. Avakumovich...
you brought this order to the brink of collapse.
You almost bankrupted the bank.
Not to mention that I was this close to confiscating it.
Instead of getting this relic quietly,
you have caused a bloodbath,
and it was only a matter of time when you were going to be found.
It seems to me that instead of all the heads that were severed,
there was only one that had to roll.
Where are you going?
I'm in a hurry, man. I've got commitments.
You're not going anywhere until you give me what you've promised.
- Fine. - Where's the spear?
Here. Take it.
You were carrying a relic in your pocket?
For you, it is a sacred object; for me, it's a piece of metal
that fools are prepared to kill and die for.
Farewell, captain. Thank you.
Mr. Rayachki, from now on you are responsible for this.
Take it to Vienna right away.
Excuse me, but that is my duty.
Your duty is to stay by my side.
I have a special assignment for you.
Needless to say, you must guard it
as the apple of your eye.
Dimitriyevich, you could have at least offered me a cigarette.
I thought the Russian money could get you something better than this.
I can send you some if you want, French or American, whatever.
I'll arrange for two inmates to join you.
You'll be puffing like a locomotive. Only not American or French...
but Serbian.
Tane.
Your officers are really vulgar.
They go around arresting law-abiding citizens.
The provincial mud still dripping from their shoes...
and they'd like to play the law and order here.
That won't work.
Mr. Mirich...
- You can call him Monk. - Cut it out!
- Mr. Mirich... - Yes?
I hope you're aware that we have proof
and the witnesses of your misdeeds.
I must admit I was shocked
to learn that such a respected, honourable citizen...
a man of immaculate reputation is...
Is what?
Is the head of Belgrade's main criminal gang.
Did this pig tell you that?
Fine, it'll be my word against his,
my lawyers against your prosecutors,
my witnesses against your witnesses.
and for you, it'll be my reputation against yours.
And frankly, I'm not sure you'll wake up
as a chief of police tomorrow.
Are you threatening me?
Are we on personal terms?
Sucking up to the politicians won't save you, trust me.
What? Did you just grow balls?
And you? What the fuck are you looking at?
You want to see my balls?
- Chief! - Tane, Tane!
- I'll show you, you fuck... - Get him off!
Let me go!
- Calm down. - Let me go!
Please, calm down.
Get out.
So, you don't want me to go with you?
No.
I've been meaning to tell you...
You've lost that spark in your eye.
You remind me of a goose in the fog.
You mean, like a blackcock?
I do, but I didn't want to offend you.
You'd be better off trusting her just a little bit less.
Guys like me...
They can wither for love, but not lose their head.
Goodnight.
I'm afraid this is against the rules.
What is?
Having sex with the Master of the Order.
Make yourself comfortable, I'll be right back.
Hands in the air, lover boy! Lift them up!
Inspector, you cannot arrest me.
I'm a foreign citizen,
I have diplomatic immunity of the Republic of Austria.
I don't give a flying fuck about your immunity.
Tane, looks like you made it this time.
Despite the dull gaze of a blackcock.
And my clumsiness.
Had someone told me when we first met,
that we would become partners, I'd have given them a fuck off.
But, hey...
Let's not call it a day, but if all goes well,
it won't be thanks to me, that's for sure.
We did together. You and I.
Who do you think you are? You think you own this town?
You think you can arrest people as you wish!
I have solid evidence. Fuck you and your evidence.
You screwed up big time! We're about to have a conversation,
and don't worry, it won't be a pleasant one.
Take the cuffs off. What are you looking at, do it!
Mr. Mirich, I am very sorry about this misunderstanding
and the way some here have treated you.
It happens.
Here you go.
You'll regret this.
My dear inspectors,
enjoy it while you can, until the night falls...
Shots fired inside parliament! Shots fired inside parliament!
Punisha Rachich shot the MPs of Croatian Peasant Party.
Leader of the Croatian Peasant Party
fighting for his life! Shots fired inside parliament!
The King considers dissolving the parliament.
Inspector, we just came from the parliament!
The minister called for the state of emergency!
- The shit has hit the fan! - It had hit it a long time ago.
C'mon, let's get inside.
THE VILLAGE OF BUKOVO, MACEDONIA
KINGDOM OF SERBS, CROATS, AND SLOVENES
Here you go. What's your name?
Kiro! Kiro Gligorov.
The prevailing opinion in Vienna is that the spear is not authentic.
Some say that the Russians had the fake spear,
and were falsely claiming it was authentic.
Others say that Russians were deceived too.
Finally, some say that the Russians had the real one,
and that it is still here, in Belgrade.
I hope that people in Vienna are wise enough
not to turn this argument into a public debate.
They would never.
So, the authentic spear is in Vienna.
That's right.
Gentlemen, may I have your attention, please.
The privileged export company "Prizad",
will represent a bridge between our farmers and foreign buyers.
It will be a major step
for our kingdom's bid to open up to the world.
The government hereby appoints a prominent entrepreneur,
patron and a great philanthropist,
as the company's manager. Mr. Alimpiye Mirich
Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon. - My deepest respect.
Mr. Kyro, I am truly sorry.
- Have a seat. - Thank you.
Mr. Hadzhi-Arsov, my deepest condolences...
You didn't travel this far just to offer your condolences.
Yes... Yes and no.
- Sit. - Thanks.
You have one minute, so be brief.
- Zhivoyin! - Yes, chief.
You'll give this to those two, but not now.
When they cool off.
Pletikosich is going back to study in Switzerland,
and Tanasiyevich is going to a spa for some rest and recuperation.
If he refuses, he can go to hell.
Take them out, treat them to a couple of drinks.
And look after my gendarmes.
Old Slavs used to say:
"Through the thorns to the stars".
Unfortunately, in this part of the world, thorns are bigger,
and sharper, than in many other places.
But what can you do?
What else are we to do,
than to reach out for the stars.
Will you cooperate?
We'll see. We'll see.
I wanted to propose a partnership
in obtaining a common goal.
And what goal would that be?
Assassinating King Alexander Karadjordjevich.
You're not calling me, inspector.
You don't want to? Or you're back with your ex?
I'm not going back to anyone.
I'm on a compulsory vacation. Alone.
Yes, you like solitude.
Are you sorry your colleague is leaving?
I am. He's a good guy. I'll miss him.
And what about me...
Will you miss me?
I will.
You know I'm not for you.
I don't. But it seems like you do.
I do.
You're giving up, and we've only just started this game.
It's a dangerous game you're playing.
- You still don't trust me. - I trust you.
I am one of the few, but I trust you.
And I'll always be there for you.
- Whatever you need. - No, I won't be calling you.
You call me if you need something.
You don't owe me anything, I owe you my life.
Although... It is obviously clear to you...
that what I owe you is not worth much.
There are no words to express our gratitude
to those wonderful people. They gave us the best gift ever.
That child is a gift from God.
Thank you very much, you brought joy into our lives.
You're welcome.
Now Milya is going to open that twenty-year-old brandy
that I was saving for the birth of my son.
- Twenty years? - Twenty.
We really have to go now.
Well, Stanko, have a nice trip, and I hope you'll be celebrating
the birth of your child in Switzerland.
- At least three, Boyana. - Thank you.
- Thank you.
Professor, it was my honour.
Your daughter-in-law is going to give you grandchildren, don't worry.
He is going to make her babies,
and you, Babich, rot with the corpses.
Professor, may I kiss you now?
Of course. It was a pleasure and honour to work with you.
Well, inspector, take care.
- You take good care of him. - I will.
Before he met you, inspector, he was a good boy,
and now he's a good man.
- C'mon, grandpa, let's go. - Let's go.
We're waiting for you.
See, you make a man out of them, and then they leave you.
Don't worry, the man will come back.
To tell you the truth, I'm not sure you should.
You don't need this shit.
How about you?
I have no idea, but don't worry about me.
So, you do love her and you do trust her?
I don't even trust myself anymore.
Take care.
Don't turn dim in that Switzerland again.
I'll try.
A convertible for the young lady, huh?
Isn't she a bit old for you?
You fuckers! Cheers!
Cheers!
Dima Tanasiyevich
Mihailo! Yelisavetha!
Yes, Your Majesty?
Take this trash out!
Throw it away! The Black Sun opus is over.
BELGRADE POLICE DEPARTMENT
To the railway station, please.
Let's hail the new leader.
Salute!
You have something new in mind?
I am not sure, but whatever it is,
it'll probably be...
black again.
END OF SEASON ONE