Strangled (A Martfüi Rém - A Sorozat)

Previously...

SHOE FACTORY

You know you've got no alibi for the night of the murder.

Think of something else!

Why did you lie to me?!

You hear me?!

-I just thought that... -What?!

...is hereby sentenced to death by hanging.

Hit me!

I told you to hit me!

There's a rope on her wrist...

-But why? -I don't know yet.

Isn't it a bit odd that she killed herself in the nude?

Stop!

Episode II

Ágnes Köves claims that on October 12th,

at ten pm, you attacked her and hit her.

Me? No... no... no.

Have you had an argument?

I hadn't, she had.

She moved here because of me and I'd left her.

Then why did you run?

-The fish... -What fish?

-We'd been poaching. -Stop messing around!

Really! And they're really cracking down on it!

And that evening?

Well...

-I was with my fiancée Vera. -Will she back that up?

Sure! I proposed that day and... that's why she slept with me.

Ági, that filthy little slut!

Réti! Visitor!

Your sister.

I'm not going. I told you already.

You're going or I kick you down there myself!

He will graduate soon.

What's this for?

He needs a father.

He's better off without one. I'd have been better off.

-Father loved you! And forgave you. -Sure.

For himself. To be clean when the time comes to meet the Lord.

He was pretty scared of hell for a communist.

What are you doing this for?

Because I committed...

a crime.

I don't know. But you're comitting one now.

Mom died because of me. I'm in the right place!

We shouldn't be ashamed to be alive!

And we try our best to live!

Go away!

Please try and ask for a retrial!

A 20-year-old colleague of mine was attacked,

and you can tell them that!

-She died? -She survived.

Maybe the same bloke did it.

-Seven years later? That's ridiculous. -We cannot know.

I'll come again tomorrow. And the day after.

Until you write the damn appeal!

This is for you to look at.

Admit the murder!

Admit it! Admit it!

Admit it!

Help!

Help me!

Help!

Come! Hurry!

Call a doctor! She's bleeding!

Máté!

Come for your supper!

-Didn't you go to meet Mom? -No, I went out for some air.

-Why? Isn't she here? -No.

Come on!

I didn't see his face in the dark. He ran into the woods.

-What color were his clothes? -Black.

But all clothes look black in the dark.

I only saw his face for a second.

But I don't remember. There is a stain...

Stain?

Where?

Here... In my head.

His clothes?

-Gray. -Gray.

It seemed gray.

The light didn't illuminate him.

His build?

Sort of average.

Or... perhaps a bit taller.

Did you see something strange?

I didn't see anything in the dark.

Height?

175 cm.

Not your bloody height, the bloke who ran away!

Sort of average.

Perhaps shorter...

Wasn't he wearing anything striking?

Think for a minute, man!

You can go home.

His shoes crickled!

Crickled?

What should I say? They crickled and that's that.

That's what they say here.

"His shoes crickled..." Now piss off out of here!

Nothing?

-Pál Bognár? -Yes, good evening.

I'm afraid your wife has been attacked.

What? Where? When?

Is she alive?

If you like, I can take you to the hospital.

Okay, you can take her.

Wait!

I need to question her.

-She's not completely conscious. -Then wake her up.

Let's wake her up!

Okay, let's give it a try.

But only for a second.

Hello!

Can you tell me your name?

That's it! I'm so sorry!

Do you know your name?

-Mrs. Bognár. -Okay.

And what's your maiden name?

-Nóra. -Nóra. Nóra what?

-Nóra Szigeti... -Nóra Szigeti.

Do you remember anything, Nóra?

Maybe... you recognized your attacker?

No...

I didn't see him... He hit me from behind...

Perhaps... before that?

Don't you remember anything about your attacker?

His breathing was odd.

Why was it odd?

-Well... because... it was familiar... -Familiar?

No... No, maybe not...

Okay, that's enough. We're done.

That way.

Máté!

Máté!

Mommy! Mommy!

Don't wake her up!

Your mommy was very lucky!

What the hell are you two doing?!

Women are scared to go outside!

They're terrified!

-Can't you feel it? -It's slow, because...

You shut your mouth and drink less! We know everything!

We're not always on the same wavelength.

We're concerned about public safety and not your "wavelength"!

Everyone's getting nervous.

My bosses are demanding a culprit.

I should create one?

Don't twist my words!

I'm warning you, the hourglass is running low on your career.

Dismissed!

You stay here! I want to talk with you.

And Szirmai... Your reports are worth shit!

-Are you a snitch? -Bóta!

What the fuck are you doing?

I'll never go out alone again.

I'd like to kill him.

I'd strangle him!

The doctor said your wig softened the blow.

I was wearing it for you.

To be a bit different...

That's why I was wearing the wig, the coat and those red shoes...

You haven't come near me for months.

I chose the red wig...

...because you had that redhead girlfriend.

That's why I chose it. Remember?

I wanted to be...

...a red beast...

...to make you like me.

And all I got was a hit on the head.

-I became a bloody piece of dirt. -You are a nice kind of dirt.

A weak little one.

But I was quick!

The police said I did well.

A quick bunny rabbit!

-Hey! -Hm?

Won't you put the wig on? Just for a minute...

So I can see it on you.

It's got blood on it. They kept it for evidence.

Should I get it back?

No... no need...

I'll buy a new one.

Ah... I'm sorry! Sorry...

Sorry...

Réti applied for a judicial review...

...referring to a troubled mental state, and cruel interrogation.

What?

That you forced him to confess.

It's not true!

It's not true!

Smart guy.

He wants to appeal now...

...since these new attacks came.

But his case involved rape, unlike the others.

His case is absolutely different.

It was a classic rape-murder case.

He should be grateful not to be hanged. If it were up to me...

Where are the bone-marrow results for the drowned woman?

Where are they?