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Why did you let it happen?

Why did you let it happen?

Why did you let it happen?

I'm afraid getting an answer won't be easy.

- Why did you let it happen? - Alex, I thought we had a deal.

You can contact alien civilizations till 9:30 and then its bedtime.

It's not them...

14 PUPILS DIED IN A BUS ACCIDENT

Son, we've talked about it already. It has nothing to do with anyone's will,

good or bad.

You've got two hours of sleep left; go to bed.

Why did you let it happen?

Asking the right question

is often more important than getting an answer.

Can I ask something, too?

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What are you fussing about?

Check your watch, it's 7 a.m.

I'm not late, your stomach's early.

Don't look at me like that. We agreed you'd go on a diet.

Irena will drop in later.

Be nice to her if you don't want to die of hunger.

If you get really bored, you can work on this.

THE THEORY OF STRINGS

Do you really understand any of this shit?

Every other word.

Calm down, calm down. Excuse me, inspector.

I'm not surprised; he comes on duty, and finds a circus!

Want to say good bye to your favorite?

Sure. I dedicated four years of my life to him.

- All clear? - Clean as a whistle, sir.

He'll have a pretty good show...

His swan song.

Bearing in mind the importance, the court is allowing

the defendant's name and picture to be published

the accused, Radoslaw Raczek, alias Diuna,

will also be transmitted by the mass media.

Does the defendant wish to say anything before I read the verdict?

Pretty good sauna in here. I'm hot!

And when I look at you, your honor...

I'm warning the defendant...

...and then Raczek carried out another execution order...

The ballistics report shows that the defendant

shot the victim twice from a distance of 98 centimeters.

The first shot smashed the victim's...

the victim's eyeball...

The court has also deemed as credible the testimony

of the witness with initials W.J.,

who has testified as follows:

"On June 5, 2008, Radoslaw Raczek, alias Diuna,

and I accepted a contract on Agata S.

and killed her."

And the defendant...

I'm warning the defendant...

...for the last time.

Lay him on the floor!

Call an ambulance!

- Don't croak on me! - Order in the court!

- What'd you do to him?! - An ambulance!

- This session of court is adjourned... - What the fuck did you do to him?!

He should be alone now.

If everything's all right, give us the sign and we'll go in.

So much fuss about it as if he were fuckin' Bin Laden.

You finally got a decent uniform.

Fucking upstarts. Didn't build these with paychecks alone.

Do you have to listen to that shit?

Who said I have to? I want to.

We're jailing one of our own, and you're whistling a symphony...

Mine don't take bribes for destroying murder evidence.

OK, skip the sermon...

Gas works, Mr. Berry!

- Remember who's in charge? - Some jerk I bet.

You were to come yesterday.

What the hell are those masks for? Is he contagious?

Half the hospital has laryngitis.

Out of the way!

Close it up.

How can I quit smoking?

- Boa 3 to Boa 1, more slowly. - What's with him?

- Heart attack or what? - Yeah, heart attack.

- How's your heart? - Still beating.

- And yours? - My heart's fine, but the liver's...

- How far? - Two blocks.

I bring the kid out, and you go in.

- You won't blow up for now... - Spit out that word!

- What a jerk. - What model's that?

Inspector Berry could open a gun museum he's got so many.

- Did you see the rabbit on the road? - No.

And the hedgehog? Come on, I'll show you.

Enough of this fucking pre-school!

My dad hunts.

Oh yeah? Rabbits too?

Let me go! Daddy!

Hedgehogs, bunnies...

Fuck this zoo...

Water sports are over, Mr. Berry. It's time for berry to rot in prison.

Bandits! Jesus Christ!

I took care of everything, you sons of bitches!

Bandits!

Run, Jasiu!

I'll show you!

We had a deal! You rotten bastards!

Berry, you prick...!

- Sons of bitches...! - Shooting at your own?!

My Own?!

Internal Affairs.

Put the gun down, nice and slowly.

Now!

Boa 2, where the fuck did you go?!

- Boa 2! Boa 2! - Drive, Goddammit!

Alfa, Alfa to all units, the ambulance has been hijacked...

Blow it!

Professionals?.

- He sure is fucked! - Shut up.

This idiot jumped on me so hard, I thought you were them!

Cut the bullshit, Berry.

Robaczewski, why'd you start the operation on your own?

You play Mother Teresa with with little punk and I sweat to death,

fuck that!

The boss for you.

Go ahead and complain, Vulture!

Robaczewski likes swimming in his clothes; he's bashful.

Chief Inspector Wolin...

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The ambulance was stolen in Wroclaw exactly a week ago;

from Traugutt Street; there's the report from the hospital...

Go on

Yes, sir...

The motorcycle was stolen this morning from...

- Go on - Yes, sir...

We have likenesses of the kidnappers, but they are masked in the photos.

- Weren't our aces suspicious?! - Yes, sir, they were,

but they got a credible explanation. - With a taser?

We've put out a nationwide alert... We'll catch them quickly...

We've had scores of fuckers we were to catch quickly, and what?

General, I wouldn't link these...

A pity! It's a pity you don't "link these"!

Maybe then it wouldn't have come to this, that from a courtroom,

from the hands of a SWAT unit... while it was being broadcast...

they nabbed our man, Wiernkowski!!!

Criminals've disappeared from cells, hospitals, fled just before

being arrested, and now from the most secure courtroom in the whole country!

Scores of the worst sons of bitches have disappeared without a trace

over the past six years!

But Inspector Wiermikowski doesn't fucking link these events!

In light of investigations I can state with certainty...

Listen to me.

Your assistant, Inspector Littlegod, will now take over this whole mess.

And one of your guys from Internal, Chief Inspector Wolin.

They will report directly lo me. Money is no object.

Eat the pretzel sticks; they're good...

Diuna...

You'll sleep your life away, Raczek.

Who are you?

Emergency Medical Service.

Who else should I thank besides the medical service?

Fate, Diuna. Fate as always.

I warned you it'd get hot. I was right; it's hell.

I know, but we really needed him.

We'll have to drop him off later

and perhaps well need to give them someone else.

Too bad, but if security requires it.

These tough and emergency measures...

They keep showing that as if nothing else was going on.

Want me to turn over the Dog Lover case to someone else?

I'm close now...

They'll manage without you...

There are just a few guys I trust here,

including you, Littlegod.

Thank you, sir.

Remember how we used to laugh in homicide?

"He isn't Littlegod, he's the real god of criminology."

- The good old days... - Who's the other guy?

I'm giving you the best I've got. Do you know Wolin?

From Internal?

- The guy with the weird nickname? - Vulture.

Personally I like those birds.

After all, someone has to clean up the carrion.

What do you think?

High.

I thought an astrophysics major would feel at home here.

Have you really never been on this viewing terrace before?

It's just a few steps to heaven from this place.

I didn't know you could get to heaven in an elevator.

It'll be best if we drop the formalities.

Andrzej.

Alexander.

Here's the deal, Alex.

You can criticize every decision I make. I'm interested in what you think.

You have the same responsibility for the investigation as I.

Results are all that count. Does that suit you?

With one stipulation,