I came to Poland with my brother,
but they separated us, I don't know where he is now.
They grabbed me and locked in that place.
Someone came into the bunker, a man?
I hid,
and only then I realised he was running from someone.
Him?
Two guys came after him
one was wounded, bleeding.
And the other? Did you have a look at him?
It was him. He shot him.
He shot him.
-He had a spider on his neck. -With the spider on his neck.
Clear!
We're too late.
Fuck.
Five hours ago we got info
about a break-in in a vet clinic in Topola, Slovakia.
The perps dressed a shotgun wound, took bandages and antibiotics.
A suspect with a spider tattoo was seen near the clinic.
As you know, he's the probable killer of Commander Markowski.
Rebrow took part in the ops.
But before the Slovak police arrived,
the suspects fled by car towards our border.
-How is that fucking possible? -The Slovaks fucked up.
I know you're tired, you've got hundreds of clicks in your feet,
but those guys are tired too.
Plus, one of them is wounded and they failed to cross to Ukraine.
We've got roadblocks, they're stuck on our side.
Shall we get them?
-Yes, sir! -Get to work.
Where are you sending patrols?
From Przemysl. You're off the hook for Wisniak.
Kuczer blocked your disciplinary proceedings.
-Wisniak didn't know shit. -What, you punched it out of him?
Maybe we'd know more if he didn't run on you.
Why's Wolosate empty? Give me men, we'll check it.
I haven't got anyone.
-And Bukowa? -It's a fuckload of turf.
-Their den could be in either place. -They didn't find yours for four years.
-You want me to toss a coin? -You didn't want to find mine.
-Commander, we're waiting. -Coming.
THE PACK
Finally!
-What's up? -You're driving the Wife to base.
-What's going on? -A shitstorm. We're cleaning up.
Wait in the car.
The Slovaks had a sketch and Border Guards everywhere.
-Did they hide? -Safely.
-Still, they'll get caught. -Not in Bukowy, not Spider.
I've trained them, it's under control.
Listen, I don't know who you've trained, controller?
You don't even know who sold us out in Przemysl.
The Guard can get to us fast once they catch Spider.
If they have a sketch, they have a witness.
The Chechen girl. I'm working on it.
Keep on working.
And better bring them here before they find them.
Have you seen him before? Gauza's lawyer.
Since the interrogation his law firm is the only contact. 500 euros per hour.
-I thought Gauza was broke. -He is.
Only they're not helping Gauza. but the people above him.
And Barkova? Is she talking to anyone on the footage?
Just to you.
It must be a heavy player. Or she wouldn't be playing hardball with us.
She practically confessed to killing Markowski.
-It could've been a bluff. -But she knows a lot about us.
No, thanks.
Who are you betting on?
Out of 300 people, six spent the night in Przemysl,
and one slipped away from the security cams.
He changes prepaids every month and visits Ukraine on a regular basis.
Markowski's autopsy results came in.
There...
No trace of any toxins? A clean, precise shot.
The unit will claim the body today.
Why are they burying him here? He was from Szczecin.
Because he had no family.
And what about those punks in Slovakia?
Nothing. They got away.
They'll take you to another place where you'll be safe.
And Ali? You said I won't be left alone.
You won't.
Take a look...
Lovely.
Ustrzyki Border Guard.
-Can I speak to Wiktor Rebrow? -Please hold.
Do you need a lift?
I'm afraid the Captain's out. Can I take a message?
No. Thank you.
Alsu Karimov, right? Prosecutor Dobosz brought you here.
And it's not your first time here. You were in the Bieszczady two years ago.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I just wanted to talk, that's all. Here's my card.
Who's going to Uzhok?
-The Pole. -What's there?
What? Cargo.
What fucking cargo? I was supposed to go in the field.
Be a driver or beat it. Period.
Don't cry, Wisniak.
You'll be driving VIPs.
Tomatoes, potatoes, onions?
Your wife's calling you left your balls at home?
I told you, stupid bitch, don't call me!
I can't talk now, fuck off!
I'll see you next week, fuck off now!
Fuck...
-Call me again and I'll kill you? -You'd rather I join you in there?
At the station in 10.
I've got you in my report, Rebrow, and they'll fucking fire you.
Every hair off my head is on you from now on.
They guys who slipped from the Slovaks...
Where's their den: Bukowa or Wolosatka?
Maybe I'll fucking ask you now? Where are your patrols?
Hide your dick or I'll bring your buddies here.
-No one will come looking for you here. -Who are you covering?
-The Commander's killers? -And where were you then?
Whose side are you on?
Think about it. Bukowa or Wolosatka?
They talked about Wolosatka. Now fuck off!
Yeah?
Send patrols to Wolosatka, they must be hiding around there.
Hello? Rebrow?
00 to all 01? All teams, back to base. We're transferring in 20.
I repeat: back to base, transfer in 20, over an out.
Did you find Selima's brother?
-You were supposed to leave. -And then she'll be here alone.
Listen, her brother fell victim to human trafficking.
Finding him might take months, even years.
-You promised to help. -I didn't make any promises.
You promised.
You knew I'd agree. You knew I'd go for it.
Because of my daughter, you knew! And you promised.
A prosecutor approached me. He wanted to talk.
-To talk? About what? -About two years ago.
-Did you tell him anything? -No, I kept out deal.
But now I see deals can be broken.
You're threatening me.
Next time he wants to talk to you, call me.
I haven't forgotten about Selima's brother, I'll do everything I can.
Understand?
It's an honour to welcome Tatiana Barkova,
the good angel of our community.
"May you find all you need in life, everything that makes life whole:
love, health, happiness, friendship, and an eternal soul".
Bravo! Smart girl!
Thank you.
-Sorokin says they have to wait. -For what?
Change of security. The girl's still there.
All right, hurry. Go alone.
Let's go.
You're not a talker. You prefer to listen.
Like yesterday, when I was talking about the men in Poland.
Why so interested?
I could help you.
You? How?
I could bring them into Ukraine.
I used to smuggle stuff. I know the area, the illegal routes...
Why would you need that? You like risk?
Sorokin made me a fucking cabby. And I'm more than that.
OK. Bring spider back. We'll see what you can do.
Well?
Two tributaries checked, nothing. I'll send a new shift after the funeral.
See you soon.
You were to leave him alone.
Did you send people there? To Wolosate?
We're checking it as we speak.
-Got anything? -Nothing yet.
Send everyone to Bukowy.
Are you fucking with me again?
-You bet on something else. -I got fucked, take anyone you can.
Fuck...
00 to all teams, get your asses to Bukowy, now! We're out of Wolosatka.
-Did you hear that? -Yes.
Move it.
Go!
The dear departed was our brother, a Guard, a commander.
He died just as he has lived: on duty.
Having no family, he found one here, at the squad,
to which he remained faithful until his last breath.
Attention!
Slope arms! Present arms!
Eyes right!
Attention! Slope arms!
Order arms!
For the gun salute, reload!
Salute... fire!
We're on our way.
-What's up? -You were right.
Rambo found a fire near the stream. They must be within a 5 km radius.
Everyone at the station in 20.
Salute... fire!
Fuck! I told you it was a fucked-up idea.
-You should've stayed put, then. -The Ruski told me to go.
Watch him. He's gathering dirt on everyone and he doesn't trust you.
It's Barkova who wanted them back.
-Her today, Sorokin tomorrow. -What the fuck?
The Wife owes it all to the old man. When he croaks, it'll be over.
Everyone knows she's too weak.
Waiting for an invitation? We're fucking out of here.
-Aga, you know what to do? -Yes. Johnny, I'm with you.
Zarski, take Harnas, cover up to Kanczowa.
Yes, sir.
Sema, you're off suspension. Go with Rebrow.
Everyone to the armoury, we're out in 10!
Sema, move it!
-What's this thing with Kuczer? -Let's say we don't get along.
I know he runs the undercovers. How do you know about the fugitives?
-Are you in touch with his agent? -Not now.
Does Kuczer know about this manhunt?
If an undercover tipped you off, you'll burn him.
-He'll know what do. -Wait?
We've been after them for years, now we've got someone inside,
we can be a step ahead...
People are in the field.
-Stop them! -Too late.
We were supposed to work together.
If you catch small fry, you'll have what I had with Halman.
I won't stop it.
-Do something. -Fuck, no?
No time, get up.
Shut the fuck up! Two hours and we'll cross.
Get up!
Come on...
We've checked the old beeches and the ravine.
02 to 01, we're heading for Semenowka from Kamiany, sector 7.
Let's get going, move it!
Rambo, wait!
-Osama, sit. -Gather round.
-Rambo, go to 32, I'll take 38. -Right.
Aga, your team and Sema watch our backs.
-You're going alone? -Is that a problem?
I didn't get unsuspended to stand around and wait.
All right, I'll cover you, let him go.
Just don't shoot me in the back. 02 to all teams,
Rambo and his patrol went to 32, Sema and I to 38.
Coming?
Careful, it's steep.
Hold this. Grab the tree!
Get the fuck up. Get up!
Captain!
Don't yell like that.
00 to 02, we've got tracks in 38. Heading to 43.
Come on.
Turn it off.
Easy.
-Fucking run. -Border Guard, freeze!
Border Guard!
Halt!
Rambo, through the valley to the meander!
Get them!
Fucking let go!
We'll cut them off at the ravine! They won't make it on quads!
End of ops! They're on the other side!
-Fuck? -What the fuck?
Osama?
Osama, boy?
What are you hiding again?
What the fuck was that tip? Blind man's bluff?
Give me your badge, you're suspended.
You know the tip was good. The ops was a fuckup?
A fuckup can happen to Sema or Rambo, but not you,
with a fuckload of men and gear.
Mind telling us what the fuck are you doing?
I had that Ukrainian.
Rebrow, whose side are you on?
Yours.
What would people say if you hit the wrong guy again?
-A Ukrainian? -But you let them kill Markowski.
What did you say?
Cut the bullshit, Sema.
-Fucking hero? -Shut the fuck up.
When my dad died with the Pack, you also just stood by.
-Yes? -I checked that Tatar.
She concealed her name.
-Meaning? -In her visa papers.
I checked the one she'd given, no one had seen her here.
Or her son and husband.
Check the joint she works in. They might know her address.
-And let me know. Thanks, Adam. -No problem.
I think I've got something.
Rebrow said Gauza took something from the bedroom.
There was a dresser there, a gun went missing from the top drawer.
-The other drawers were untouched. -We checked, it was empty.
-Before or after Gauza's visit? -After. I think.
So he could've had a key.
And did you check what he did after he left the brothel?
-We assumed he returned to Rzeszow. -You assumed?
-The cameras didn't catch anything. -He could've gone to his mother.
-Chojecki talked to her. -She could be covering for her son.
With her Gauza stayed in touch.
-How far is her house from the farm? -A 30-minute drive.
Depends on the driver.
-Hello. -Hello.
Iga Dobosz. Prosecutor's Office.
-I'd like to talk about your son. -Come in.
I've already answered all the questions.
I know, but prosecutor Chojecki is off the case and I wanted to ask,
when you have last seen your son?
A long time ago. He lives and works in Rzeszow.
But on the night of the tragedy he was in the area. Did you know that?
-No. -I thought maybe he visited you?
I'd help you if I could. I need to go back to the horses.
-Before I leave, I'd need your ID. -For what?
Formalities.
I heard about the ops on Bukowy.
-Will you have anything? -No, thanks.
It was Wisniak?
Your source? That's why you let him out?
It was a good move.
We can gain a lot.
We just need to play it right.
Leave me alone.
We'll catch them.
-She needs her meds, get it? -You know you can't see her now.
She's not involved!
When my lawyer gets here, you'll all get fired, all of you!
You think your lawyer cares if your mother gets 20 years for complicity?
Look what we found in her house.
We're checking it for your and your father's prints. It's your last chance.
Let's go.
-Coffee? -Yes, please.
I was at the farm at 10, 10:30 pm. I turned the cameras off.
-Why? -That Ruski told me. Sorokin.
And what happened next?
Nothing. I went to the brothel.
I wasn't supposed to be there, when...
My father invested on the side, he had illegit money, more than they thought.
I checked his accounts and knew things were off.
-I told the Ruski and he passed it on. -To whom?
Anything else?
I had no idea they'd do that, I swear.
And then they told me to go back for father's phone in the bedroom.
His mother wants to talk.
Before I say anything,
I must be sure that none of those people will see me or my son, ever again.
That depends on what you say.
-Can I smoke in here? -Sure.
Before our divorce I had access to information.
What kind of information?
About people whose stay my husband would legalize.
Work, papers.
Just in case, I'd photograph their documents.
-Did you husband know? -No.
He found out later. I told him that if he didn't fuck off
or if he dragged Marcin into his business, it would all come out.
That's why he cut ties and disowned him?
But Marcin can't find out about this.
He's a good kid, not a criminal.
I've been keeping all the information at this address.
There.
Well, well, you made it.
-And the girl? -They changed her location.
In a day or two I'll know where.
- It's my place. - Stay here.
You can't go in yet. It's still venting.
-Here. -There you go.
FARM 2017
SONIA ILCZUK
-Yes? -The Tatar is full of shit.
What did you find?
Her husband and son are in Germany,
the employer doesn't know her address, but there's more.
Did you let Chojecki in on the ABW case?
-I don't follow. -A file has been motioned.
He wants to re-investigate Agent Halman's death.
-On what fucking grounds? -I don't know.
He'd need evidence or a new witness. I thought you'd know more.
Hello? Are you there?
I'll call you back.
Have you got a cigarette?
Will Ukrainian be OK?
Mr. Gauza testified on his own free will.
I need charges or a court warrant. Nothing less.
-Have you called Dobosz? -She doesn't answer.
Yeah?
-We need to meet. -What's going on?
This case might be bigger than Barkova and Halman's people.
What do you mean?
It might go all the way back to the bombing of the Pack.