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I drank and cursed him. It's true.

He's right to file a complaint. But if he does, I file one too.

You file only if he caused you any damage.

If he files a complaint, he'll cause me damage.

I don't have time for court, I work.

I work, too.

Make up your mind.

If not, you can leave.

Did the Reverend file a complaint?

Ask the Reverend.

Or check your mail box.

-I don't want to check anything. -So?

I'll file a complaint.

Give me a piece of paper.

What is the damage the Reverend caused you?

He didn't pay what we agreed.

Then this is serious. Write the story.

-I, the undersigned... -The Last Idiot.

-What? -I'm joking, Mr. Officer.

Write down or get out!

I'm writing, but it's not my strong point.

You want me to type it for you?

I, the undersigned...

-Good afternoon. -Let's hear it, chief!

-I'll come back later. -No, spill it out!

I need two days off.

I understand.

-We'll discuss it tomorrow. -Alright.

Good bye.

I gave him more money, but he said he wants even more.

He started cursing,

I kicked him out, and forbid him to enter the church.

Then he started cursing us out loud,

and the Reverend too, in front of all.

If you don't let a man die, he won't let you live.

You must file a complaint.

The Reverend doesn't want to.

Then talk to him.

Maybe you'll convince him.

When he's sober, he's pissed.

When he's drunk, either curses us or he wants to hug.

How can we deal with that?

Tell the Reverend to call me, it looks like a simple matter.

Might be settled amicably.

I'll tell him, but it's better if you can talk to the Reverend.

-You have his number? -Yes, alright.

You're not in the mood for work!

Today?

What are you gonna do when you'll be my age?

How should I know?!

What's wrong? Are you upset?

It's about those days off...

Just a few months left and you'll be off for good.

I can't wait...

I bet you're gonna visit us often.

You will beg Udrea to give you stakeouts.

Never.

I don't want to see anything anymore.

Nor people, nor blocks of flats, nor cars.

Just water, birds and fish.

This one, please!

-Good evening. -Good evening.

Just a minute, sir.

-Sir, you want me to call Roxana? -Yes.

Right away.

How are you doing here? Follow me.

I asked you to come straight in the back when wearing uniform.

I'll have two days off and I was thinking, now that it's a school holiday,

to take Radu fishing.

You know he doesn't like fishing.

How do you know? Did he tell you that?

He takes swim classes, tennis classes, he's gonna get bored fishing.

I'll see that he doesn't get bored.

-What's this? -From the market.

-What got into you? -I just liked it.

Put it on!

Get up!

It's too large.

-This is how you see me, fatter. -Let me...

One size smaller. I'll replace it.

Okay.

-When are you taking those days off? -I'm telling you tomorrow.

I'll talk to Radu, but I won't promise you anything.

-Okay. Bye. -Bye.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Good morning, my Lord. -Morning.

-Say "God bless"! -God bless!

Morning!

-Morning, sir! -Weren't you on a diet?

What about a salad, moron?

-You called me, sir? -Take a sit.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Inspector Corina David, from Human Traffic.

Officer Vișoiu.

-Mihai Vișoiu. -Mr. Vișoiu has a vast experience.

-Sure. Nice to meet you! -Likewise, Inspector!

Madam is looking for two girls,

witnesses in Marica gang's trial. From Bacău.

-Ever heard of that case? -Yes.

-The girls are missing. -Since when?

Two weeks ago.

-Marica gang is connected with Coco. -Exactly.

You know well that old man. See if he has the girls.

Got it.

Here's the file.

I'll send the photos on your cell.

Any info you get us, your rating goes up.

C'mon, chief, we'll raise a statue for you before retiring.

Sir, I've asked a favour.

Find the girls and you'll get four days off.

Okay, I'm on it.

-Good bye. -Good bye.

We've got work to do!

-Do you want some tea? -No.

Did you take the keys?

-Hello. -What do you need, Mr. Vișoiu?

Tell the old man I want to talk to him!

-What is it, mister? -How's your dad doing?

He's sleeping.

Go tell him I want to talk to him.

-He's not feeling well. -He's ill...

Can't you talk to me instead?

You don't know how to play checkers.

It's a big mess inside, mister.

-I'm off. -How's the carpentry going, Mr. Tudose?

I can't complain, it's going well.

I need a wooden ladder.

To jump over this fence...

No problem, it's doable...

-Thanks, Mr. Tudose. -Good bye, sir!

-So, mister... -Should I come back with a warrant?

Yes, mister.

Fine, I'll come back with a warrant.

Who's that one?

Raj. He just strolled in, like a tramp.

He's hardworking.

Where do you find them? Raj? Are you kidding me?

Who nicknamed him Raj? Look at his face!

This is his real name.

-Yes. -Show Mr. Vișoiu your ID!

Take a look!

Surname, Arsenie. Name, Tibor Raj.

Write it down.

Why does he wear just a shirt?

It's his personal style.

Take this!

Let's drink some plum brandy, mister. Goes perfectly with the weather.

Good bye, sir.

You still got brandy from last Christmas, Mr. Romică?

Come on!

Wait here.

-How are you, Anca? -Good morning, sir.

Do you know them?

No, I don't.

They are from Bacău.

Where is Angela?

And Carmen?

-I don't know. -Call her!

I don't have her number anymore.

-You don't want to help me. -Help you with what, sir?

Fine.

Goodbye!

Hello, sir!

-Hi, Carmen! How are you? -Fine.

-Have there been any more power cuts? -No. Thank you.

The boys you sent here were great!

Well, it's their power grid. They are the ones to fix it.

-Give us two schnitzels. -With fries?

-Only if they're hot. -Just fried them.

-Then put fries, too... -Two menus.

Didn't see you here at all this week.

We had other business.

-How's your kid? -He talks day and night.

It's common at his age.

-Did you find a babysitter? -My mom came a couple weeks ago.

-Where is your mother from? -Ostrov.

Don't tell me... I dream about fishing there.

Her mother is from Ostrov. Very beautiful village.

Where you cross the Danube with the ferry?

-What does Ostrov mean? -Island, in Bulgarian.

Do you know any of these girls?

-The blonde one was here. -And this one? The brunette?

I don't know that one.

When did she come here?

I think even yesterday. Or the day before...

-Whom was she with? -Dorina brought her.

Dorina...

Have you seen her with anyone else?

Once she came here with a very awkward dude.

A mute baby face...

Cause she's a loudmouth like my son.

-Always talking. -About what time?

Around evening.

Can you send me a SMS when she comes back here?

It's for her own good, I swear.

Alright.

Here.

Thank you.

Dorina.

Are you fucking with us?