01x06 - Alekto

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Eos,

whose rays reveal dark secrets of Lviv.

And the cries of the innocents

fade in the sounds of the city.

PHARMACY

Where is the exit to the backyard?

Through the hallway,
to the right, officer.

- Good morning, Aspirant.
- Dułapa, what are you doing?

This is a crime scene.

Spit on the bud--

- and put it into your pocket.
- Yes, sir.

Where is it? Where is the body?

In the loo.

Did you move anything?

Aspirant,

no offense, but--

this is a terrible case. It's--

It's a case for
Commissioner Popielski.

Stay here.

Dułapa, ask the old woman
to leave the bacony.

Auntie, go home, now!

One can't even use the privy.

You are right, Dułapa.
Perfect case for Popielski.

ERINYES
Goddesses of Vengeance

Chapter 6
Alecto

AND CALLED FROM GLOOM OF HELL ALECTO,

WOEFUL POWER, FROM CLOUDY
THRONE AMONG THE FURIES

WHERE HER HEART IS FED

WITH HORRID WARS, WRATH, VENGEANCE,
TREASON FOUL, AND FATAL FEUDS.

Virgil, Aeneid 7, 324-326

Did you read today's
"Word" special supplement?

I didn't have to read, Commander.

The whole city is talking about
the m*rder of little Henio Pytka.

And what does the whole city know

about the man who found
the corpse of this boy?

His name was not given.

All newspapers
obeyed the order of the police,

but tomorrow

all of Lviv will know
that the Israelite Adolf Aschkenazy

found a Christian child with multiple
knife wounds in his loo.

Do you know what this means?

Commander,

I won't believe
that some Jewish pharmacist

committed ritual m*rder on a Catholic
boy and notified the police.

I don't care what you believe in!

Yes, sir.

I prefer to believe that Popielski will
be ready and will catch this creep.

I also believe this time it's not you.

Just the echoes of the previous case.

If you had secured his family

and Leokadia Tchórznicka would not
have been kidnapped,

today Popielski would have
no objections. But he does!

You have to do everything,

absolutely everything,
to make Baldy ready.

And if you don't,

I'll send you to the Romanian border.

You'll catch Ukrainians for stealing
apples in the orchard.

No political connections
will help you, got it?

I want to assure you, Commander,

I will do everything to finish
this case as soon as possible.

On Sunday, the real m*rder*r
will be in the asylum.

Don't worry about me; I'll be fine.

You don't have to do that, Edward.

To the Head of the Investigation Office
of the Voivodship Police Headquarters.

Application for resignation.

I humbly ask that you accept
my resignation as of today.

The reason for this request
is difficult family situation.

Yours sincerely.

Please, have a boy take this
to chief constable Kocowski.

Of course.

And bring two vodkas,
one for you and one for me.

Do me the honor;
I'm leaving work today.

Sorry, I can't drink
during working hours.

Is there anything else
I can do for you?

No.

Mr. Popielski,
aren't you ashamed at all?

He's coming.

Please, give us the real reasons
for your resignation.

Lviv is counting on you.
How do you justify your desertion?

Aren't you afraid of national unrest?

Did you chicken out?

Who will capture the m*rder*r
if not the catcher of the Hebraist?

Baldy, Lviv will never forgive you.

The children of Kleparov won't forget.

Oh, bollocks--

I can see the boy is very fast.

How can I clean it?
It's a suit from the Jabkowskis.

What the f*ck is this, Popielski?

- Do you know what I can do with it?
- Tear it up,

and I'll write a new one. We will play
this game until the cows come home.

Do you think I can't manage
without you?

You think I need a dandy who comes
to work only when he feels like it?

You think I care about
this resignation of yours?

Then accept it,

and tell the reporters that Baldy
is leaving, and you agreed to it.

What do you want from me?

What?

Peace of mind for Kiczałes.

You are crazy.

You know the police
don't deal with th*gs.

Fine, I will give you permission.

In writing.

Put me through to Winniki 23, please.

Kiczałes?

Hi, honey.

There is a car in front of the Atlases.
It will take you wherever you want.

A Catholic child
and the discovery of his corpse

by the Israelite Adolf Aschkenazi
is the spark

that could set Lviv on fire again.

Fortunately,
newspapers don't mention it.

At least that's what
Kocowski is good at.

Yet protecting Jerzyk and Lodzia

is beyond his humble skills.

Only Kiczałes can do it.

He knows that if he doesn't hurry,

the pogroms will set off and this
whole g*ng of his will go to hell.

Though I don't think
this is about religion.

Good night.

Commissioner,

what brings you to my humble abode?

I want you to find
the m*rder*r of this child.

WHO WILL CATCH THE MONSTER?

You think like everyone else,
don't you?

That a Jew k*lled a Christian child.

For matzah.

And now I, a Jew, am to look for him
among my own?

Are you afraid of a pogrom?

I do not care about the nationality
of the m*rder*r.

I am coming to you
not because you are a Jew,

but because you are a governor.

Do you understand?

The world of thieves and bandits
is your governorate,

but your subordinates
are men of honor, right?

And this son of a b*tch,

the m*rder*r of a five-year-old child,

has broken all the rules of your world.

Will you really allow such a degenerate
to be active in your governorate?

Go on, Commissioner; I'm listening.

I want to join forces to catch him.

What business is that for me?

If you find this criminal
and bring him to me alive,

I forget for a year about
the existence of your governorate

and any thug who tells me:
"I am with Kiczałes",

will be able to rest easy.

What if it is not me
but you who catch him?

I will lose time,
money I pay to people.

My spies will do their work,
but you'll catch him.

This agreement is very simple
and not amended.

Either you catch him

and gain a year of reprieval,
or you don't catch him,

and we continue to be adversaries.

Good evening.

Listen to me carefully.

I performed the autopsy on this baby

without any assistance.

No one knows what I know.

The second person would be you.

This boy has 30 stab wounds.

None of them was fatal.

When found,

the body should have been
covered with blood.

But it was clean,
as if it had been washed.

Some madman cut this child
30 times with a knife,

drew his blood and then washed him?

And the boy was still alive.

This child died as a result
of a fractured spine.

The wounds are 24 hours older
than the internal stroke

that resulted
from breaking the boy's neck.

The child was alive
until his spine was broken,

do you understand that?

Do you understand?

Now you listen to me.

Jews are barricading themselves
in their houses,

an unemployed man was caught with
a bottle of kerosene near a synagogue.

We don't have time, doctor.

Do you think civic concern for Jews
is my motive?

I don't know what your motive is,

but there is a child m*rder*r in Lviv,
and I have a 6-year-old son.

And I--

have a two-year-old son.

You are the third person
to know about this

besides me and his mother.

Commissioner Edward Popielski
from the Criminal Police

and Aspirant Wilhelm Zaremba.

These two are Henio's parents, yes?
And who are you?

They are the parents, and I am
the grandfather. Have a sit.

Mr. Pytka,

local children testified that
they were playing hide and seek.

One of the girls said that Henio hid

behind a grocery store
on Queen Jadwiga Street.

He must have left
with someone he knew well,

otherwise someone would have
noticed a boy trying to get away.

Mr. Pytka, tell us

the names of everyone who came here
that Henio may have known.

Start writing.

Zussamen altogether three people:

Tadziu Jojko - a painter,

Mundziu Orfin - a stonemason

and Kaziu Sitkiewicz - a gravedigger.

And Tolek Malecki, as big as a bull.
A bricklayer, like my Ignacy.

They all used to work with Ignacy
for one Jew in Wólka.

After work they came here, played
cards, and drank a little vodka.

But no carrying-on.

Tolku even told children stories.

By the way, is it Dolku or Tolku?

I don't know.

Dolku is short for Adolf
and Tolku for Anatol.

How is it then?

Check out the stonemason
and gravedigger,

and I'll visit Tolku
who tells children stories.

- See you at the station.
- Yes, Edziu.

Commissioner,

I swear to God that I'll k*ll that
b*stard who k*lled our Henio,

and then I'll walk to Czestochowa.

You will make pilgrimage
to Czestochowa, Pytka?

To thank for k*lling the scoundrel.

I'll k*ll and then thank
the Blessed Virgin Mary.

- Really?
- I swear to God.

Then I'll buy you good shoes
for this pilgrimage.

Anatol Malecki, bricklayer

son of Teofil and Zofia
born on 14.11.1904 in Lviv

residing at 25 Joselewicza Street,

According to the testimony
of the minor Haliński Czesław,

the 34-year-old suspect played
hide and seek with children.

During the game, he hit the 8-year-old
Haliński Czesław several times

and injured him with a flick knife.

Refer the suspect
for detailed psychiatric evaluation.

The patient's peculiar imagining

that he is a child
playing with other children

may indicate
severe psychological irregularities.

His aggressive behavior
towards children

is laced with sexual fantasy.

It is recommended to immediately place
the patient in a closed facility

for people with neurological diseases,
as he may be a social threat.

Doctor Antoni Lebedowicz,
head physician.

Where did you get so drunk, Walerek?

Here.

Wait for us here.

He is off his face!

Have half a zloty

and make sure
that he does not sneak out.

I am a civil servant, and I get salary.

I don't need your pennies.

Who's this? A patient?

Perhaps a future patient,
like all of us.

I am also a civil servant.

Criminal police. I want to see
the head of this facility.

You can't go to the ward to see him.

This is against regulations.

I have to stop everyone.

I need to notify them through
the phone about your arrival.

Yes, this is Durbak Józef speaking.

Dr. Lebedowicz is wanted on the phone.

Criminal police is waiting here.

He will talk to you.

This is Commissioner Edward Popielski.

The investigation requires me to see
patient Małecki Anatol.

Holy sh*t, I'll be damned
right here, right now.

Listen, Walerek,

Anatol Malecki will be here
in a moment.

Tell me if he is the one
who'd come to your house.

Do you understand?

Sure.

Is the one who comes here
Tonio Malecki or not.

Durbak, is it them?

This is not Tonio Malecki.

Holy sh*t, you are bothersome.

You think I have time for your whims

and checking your patients.

I've been searching for this Malecki
all over the ward,

and he's been on pass for four days.

Of course, Dr. Zucher
didn't bother to notify me.

Couldn't you have checked this?
Call us earlier or something?

I wouldn't have wasted
my time for you, Mr.--

Popielski. Goodbye.

Where are we going?

To visit Tolo Malecki.

- Just the two of us, both zwei?
- Yes.

He's strong as a bull.

Commissioner, we'd need
another policeman with us.

- Do you like your new shoes, Pytka?
- Well, sure.

Then get used to them, because
you will go to Czestochowa in them.

Do you now understand
why we don't need another policeman?

Who's there?

Police, open the door!

Is your name Anatol Malecki?

Why?

Is that the one?

Don't move.

Jesus, what a stench.

f*ck.

Come here.

Lie down under the stove.

Lie on your side
and put your hand here.

Here, cuff yourself.

Is he alive?

Alive, he is only dazed.

Damn, what an odour.

Nobody has died of stench
and shitted of hunger yet.

Listen, Walery.

You wanted to k*ll him because
he k*lled your grandson, right?

Okay.

But I am not sure it's him.
Do you understand, Pytka?

He's yours.

Jerzy.

Jerzyk, come here. Daddy woke up.

Look, Daddy's awake.

Daddy's fine.

You've been unconscious most
of the day. What are you doing?

It hurts Daddy. You can't do it.

Commissioner is well.

Our dearest, they have cured you.

What happened?

You and the drunkard you revived
this morning were found

in the gate at the market square,
near Atlas.

An ambulance brought you home.

Dr. Feller treated your wounds

and recommended rest, but as you see
with Jerzy there is no resting.

He's just a child.

What about Małecki?

They wrote in "Word"
that you didn't catch him.

Today, at noon, police officers
from the 3rd Police Station

arrested 35-year-old
bricklayer, Anatol Małecki.

Items found in his apartment
indicate that indeed Małecki

had something to do
with the m*rder of little Henio Pytka.

Unfortunately, at the press conference

the head of the investigation
department, Hieronim Kocowski,

did not want to reveal
any additional details.

Give us a minute.

I had to take you down…

and then come over here and apologize.

I ask for your forgiveness,
Commissioner.

The deal was a little different.

Why did you do it?

The deal was good,

but--

someone from the police
gave me more than you did.

Two years of peace.

- But I am a man of honor--
- Be silent, Kiczałes.

Shut up, you scab.

You called me governor, Commissioner,

but it's the governor who bows to you.

Tell me what you need.

Your three wishes are my command.

You may think of me as a scab,
a miserable Jew, a nobody.

I understand that, but please remember.

I grant you three wishes,
like a fish from a fairy tale.

The little girl that you saw
at my place in Winniki,

may also be yours,

in addition to the wishes.

LVIV CITY POLICE STATION

Maksymilian, see you at 4 p.m.

Which of you, sons of b*tches,
used this bandit to screw me over?

Who deprived me of my loot, Małecki?

Who promised Kiczałes
two years of abolition?

Hello, Edziu, how is your head?

Walery woke up, I questioned him,
but there's a black hole in his head.

I keep wondering,

who would have gained
from damaging you like that?

- One of our own.
- No--

f*ck, this world
has become really strange.

Do you remember
our gymnasium in Stanisławów,

where one would go through fire
and water for others, without asking?

Here one of our own
hits you on the head with a rod.

The only question is why, Edziu--

The monster will avoid
the highest penalty.

Instead of gallows,
a psychiatric facility.

The monster will avoid-- Here you go.

The monster will avoid
the highest penalty.

Instead of gallows,
a psychiatric facility.

Maybe it was for the fame?

Walerek won't make
a pilgrimage to Czestochowa,

because the creep will stay
in a warm hospital,

and one day he'll get a new pass

and find some other yard filled
with the merry sounds of children.

That's not going to happen.

Someone is thinking of you, Małecki,

and sending you this.

You like it very much.

Gimme, Mr. Mucha.

Gimme.

Quiet, you sucker.

Do you want the smell of brisket
to wake up the other crazies?

Come to the loo.

Quickly, quickly.
That's where you'll get it.

Go on, in the cabin.

Take him.

This is for my grandson.

Why are you so grumpy, Commissioner?

It's too easy for me to k*ll people.

I don't understand why the death of
the degenerate did not bring me relief?

Why did it arouse anxiety in me?

Is it the instinct of a detective,
which has never failed me,

that was now trying to point out
something I missed?

Was it its voice whispering to me
that I had made a mistake?

There's only one way to find out--

Erinyes will show me the truth.

When the Erinyes wail
their ominous song,

the epileptic vision becomes
an unshakable reality.

for Gosia

THE SERIES IS AN ADAPTATION
OF MAREK KRAJEWSKI'S BOOKS:

Erinyes, Charon's Numbers, The Rivers
of Hades, In the Depths of Darkness