Amok

At first I thought it was a piece of driftwood. We get those all the time.

Then I came closer and...

it was over there more or less. I came closer and...

Never in 20 years fishing the Oder did I make a catch like that.

- What? - I love when you give me that look.

- How? - Like that.

Like that. I don't know if you want to fuck me or kill me.

Do I need to choose?

Wait.

- Close your eyes. Don't look. - I'm not looking.

I'm not looking.

- Do you like it? - Some gentleman you are.

The victim's family comes first.

We'll do our best to let them know the truth.

Come on, sweetie. Let's get daddy and have dinner.

The victim has not been identified yet.

The suspicious circumstances of his death call for a thorough investigation.

What are you doing?

Krystian!

Let me go, please.

Krystian!

Krystian!

Are you busy or can I come in?

Stay out!

Dinner's ready.

I need five more minutes.

The blood gushed.

It trickled down her nipples, belly. Her pubic hair and thighs turned red.

Gore everywhere. No sign of a struggle.

Not a single moan or word uttered. In complete silence.

Just her body's convulsions,

as if she was having an orgasm.

Your file Amok has been saved.

Chris.

- We have the right to ask. - Leave him alone.

Chris!

Why can't you tell us what you're writing about?

I'd like to know too.

- It's about a young intellectual in Paris. - Paris?

- What the hell do you know about Paris? - Let him write what he wants.

No one will read a book about an intellectual in Paris.

- Stanislaw! - He needs to support his wife and kid.

- Have you even been to Paris? - Stanislaw!

I'm sorry but no one will ever read a book about an intellectual in Paris.

Stanislaw!

- He has a wife and child to support. - Stop it!

Krystian.

Krystian, I'm tired. I'm going home.

- Let's go home. I want to put Chris to bed. - Just a few more steps. Look.

Look.

That's where Roszewski's body was recovered.

You can still see a trail there.

- I don't see anything. - Look.

- Over there. - It's sick. Leave me alone.

Chris let's go!

Come, Chris!

There are elements of immoralism in Nietzsche's works,

a concept postulating the rejection of all moral norms and limitations.

Nietzsches's concept of the Ubermensch states that a superior individual

can reject effective morality in order

to create a new one based on his own rules.

It is related to Nietzsche's criticism of Christian morality,

which for him was a source

of passiveness, pessimism, and ressentiment.

You need to be cautious though.

Will the new morality created by the Ubermensch be a materialization

of immoralism, or the restitution of Christian values in a new form?

Mr. Bala?

Mr. Bala?

I'm sorry. What was the question?

I haven't asked it yet.

What did Nietzsche mean by telling us,

that a man is a rope tied between beast and Ubermensch?

In the past, as beast, we fucked and killed to survive.

While in our future, as supermen, we will do it all for pleasure.

Perhaps Mr. Kamiński will tell us

what kind of morality we need to suppress, according to Nietzsche,

in order to achieve the ideal of the Ubermensch

Police headquarters.

I'm looking for information on Mariusz Roszewski.

It's getting harder to find any more information.

We don't have anything new yet.

Hello?

Hello?!

Daddy. Daddy.

I told you a hundred times we never go into daddy's room.

Come.

I want the pictures.

Pictures?

What pictures?

You know how easy it is to make daddy angry.

Cold Case Hotline.

I'm calling about the murder of Mariusz Roszewski.

What's the name again?

Roszewski. He was murdered 4 years ago.

How can I help you?

I know who killed him.

He wrote a book. In this book are all the clues you need to solve the murder.

- What is the title? - Amok.

A-m-o-k?

- Yes. - Who's the author?

I have a 997.

- Give it to the new guy! - He's not that new though.

The Germans used these as prison cells.

But since we're on a budget, we converted them to new offices.

Halinka, come in.

This is for the new inspector.

I see you're hard at work. Can we get some ventilation down here?

This is crazy.

- I'll see what I can do. - Great. Do it.

Thanks.

Oh fuck...

it will be the first thing to go in the wastebasket.

The last guy was a bit of a trainwreck. Sorry.

- If I'm not mistaken it's the Hidden One. - What?

The foul goat threatening Heaven.

- It's nice. - You can have it. I don't mind.

Where are your cold case files?

If you lose it, tell me so I can blacklist it and give you a new one.

- You turn it on with the... - I know.

No need for a lecture then.

So can you find a lost or stolen phone?

Why?

A victim's phone went missing 4 years ago. The body was found in the Oder,

so it's either at the bottom of the river or still in use.

They forced this case on you?

- We have a lot of fun with these calls. - What are you doing?

I need that.

Why?

You're wasting your time.

I already have a suspect.

And I, instead of sleeping, I should be a tempest today.

A storm. I should thunder.

I should cleave the black vault of the sky with a bolt of lightning.

I should knock trees down. I should spout with a billion heavy

drops onto the roofs of houses, onto deserted streets.

I should rip power lines by means of a madman with the wind.

I should frighten children and praying old yentas with a bang.

I should announce my strength with fury.

I should thunder! Pull down!

Knock down! Stun! Smash! This night was made for it.

Congratulations.

How much for the book?

35 zlotych.

- You said how much? - 35 zlotych.

- Give me 6 then. - Six...? Are you sure?

Local artists should be supported.

Thank you.

When you're done, maybe we could have a drink?

- Maybe some other time. Thank you. - One beer. It's on me.

- You're not my type, thanks... - I didn't mean...

I don't go for old pervs.

Your book reminded me of someone.

Ever heard of Mariusz Roszewski?

How long have you been writing?

All my life.

Congrats on the book again. Seriously.

- What do you want? - I didn't mean to scare you.

I didn't know of another way to get you to talk.

There are rumors that Amok is about Roszewski.

Who better to ask than the author?

- Who said that? - Anonymous informer.

Should I be worried?

First tell me your connection to the case.

He was found in the area where I grew up.

It was as if they dug up a body in my backyard.

I got into it, really into it. I was writing a novel at the time,

and I knew it would fit perfectly with my new story.

No thanks.

You can learn a lot from police if you know what questions to ask.

I know everything about that case.

Like who killed him?

That I don't know.

I'd like you...

to help me. Evidence is missing.

I don't know where to start.

I thought the two of us could put the bits and pieces together.

What's in it for me?

You help me catch a killer.

Not enough?

I can throw in more. Just name it.

Before the divorce, my wife said I was obsessed with the case.

She said I was a better cop than a writer.

I want her to read my book. I want her to hear about it on the radio.

Read about it in the papers, see it on television.

Fame and glory?

- Those are my conditions. - I can't promise you that.

But I'd like to try.

Jacek.

Krystian.

What's this? A book report?

I'm assigning chapters

You take number one, you take number two,

and so on going clockwise.

If I start in the middle how can I follow the story?

The plot is non-linear. According to what he told me,

he's using a cut up style, invented by William Burroughs.

What's a cut up style?

It means you can read the chapters in any order you like.

Like a collage. Or a scrapbook.