Psy Page #4

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Let him go. He's ill!

A doctor!

An ambulance!

It's a stroke.

You'll kill me!

So die.

Stop! He's having an attack.

I can wait. You can't.

Who got you out?

Who got you out?

If I tell, I'm dead.

- If you don't, you are dead.

Who got you out?

- You can't do this!

Prosecutor Nowicki, ask him.

Good morning.

Good morning.

May I speak to Prosecutor Nowicki?

He's in the hospital.

Heart attack.

Please don't smoke,

you're bothering the birds.

I'll leave him a summons.

When he's better, tell

him to call in.

To the Animal shelter?

Not exactly.

You're late.

Chemist was taken last night.

Sh*t!

Get him out.

Who took him in?

I heard it was Franz.

Give him $10,000.

He might not be able to...

He's here.

Which one?

The one with the flowers.

Don't tell them,

or the Slabys

about Chemist.

I'm talking to you.

Tell Franz that he frees

Chemist or dies.

Is Franz a friend?

We get along.

Rewizor talked to the Slabys today.

They don't know about

Chemist but can't wait.

Here he comes.

Who's the girl?

Nobody. Some little whore.

He's fallen for her.

Fallen for her?

You mean he loves her?

Know her well?

Met her few times at the place.

Talk to Franz and clear

the Chemist thing up,

or we'll have to kill Franz.

Meet the girl.

If she loves him, she might help.

When the Reds left

the priests moved in,

and this mess turned into a circus,

With dancing dogs.

Than I saw Student's body

with two bullets in the head.

And Student had the guts to quit

to be an ordinary cap.

Another one.

Ever thought about money?

Big money?

To get it...

A million, for example.

If we don't stop these bastards,

we really are sh*t

and we belong in the sewer.

Are we good for anything?

If we're not policemen,

we're nothing.

Why?

Some are born priests.

Some whores, some thieves.

That's good, because you

can spot them.

I'm not a whore.

No, of course not.

What do you want?

Coffee.

I want to speak to the man

with the gray suit.

The one with his back to us.

How's Franz?

Did he let Chemist go?

No. But I'll talk with him.

My turn to talk with him.

Hello?

Hi. Who are you purring for?

You know.

No, I don't. Tell me.

No.

Just say it.

I'm a big boy now.

I won't slash my wrists.

You know...

I don't.

I won't shout. Don't worry.

I know. You never do.

Who is it?

- You know...

Who?

Olo.

I don't feel like talking to you.

Something important, Tadek?

Very important. Get in.

You wanted to talk to me?

I haven't got much time.

- We'll manage.

One on one.

I don't understand.

- I work for Siwy.

We'll have to frisk you.

Rewizor can't deal with

two at once.

He'll prefer Siwy.

Siwy offers a better

margin, safer transport.

And the best product.

Siwy hid Chemist somewhere.

I've got Chemist.

How much?

- A million.

I can get the best

experts for $10,000.

A million for his eyes,

not for his work.

My brother won't agree,

but I'll talk with him.

I afraid you'll have to

decide by yourself.

I'm ill.

- Where is Nawrocki?

He didn't show up?

Must still be in the hospital.

What are you up to, Franz?

- Not much, why?

Never seen a dead body?

Put him in the car.

They're already talking,

he must have been important.

Once...

We're here.

Franz, we're here.

Want a drink?

What?

Just joking.

Maybe we should go back?

Why?

Franz was... strange.

Take me home.

If it bothers you, go

back yourself.

Go on!

F***!

So, Mr. Nawrocki, still alive?

What, another check-up?

No, not worth it.

I'll call the nurse!

You're breaking my finger!

Not here. Somewhere better.

This'll do. Do you know Blusz?

I didn't let him go.

Some mistake.

I got a summons.

I sent it.

You?

You 're a policeman?

I'll file a complaint.

What's your name?

Show me your ID.

It's your last chance to use it.

Brezhnev is dead, and

so is your system.

You're way out of line.

Who got Blusz out?

I'm saying nothing under

these conditions.

Who?

- This is abuse of power!

Who?

- You were only ever thugs!

No!

Who?

Olo Zwirski brought the money.

I was only the driver.

Ask Olo.

I'm dying.

- Good.

On the 30th of this month,

once again

Franciszek Mauer has

been brought before us.

His record indicates

that he is not prepared

to guard law and order

in democratic Poland,

and that he is unfit to

serve as a policeman.

And so his employment

is hereby terminated.

Mr. Maurer.

Please wait!

I haven't finished.

There are still charges

against you...

A present.

Thanks.

I don't have a player.

Listen it, when you get out.

I'm sorry you got fired.

Waldek.

Thanks for coming back then.

We the dogs have to stick together.

I'll clear it up after you.

Put me on a new shelf.

You're late.

You're looking good, Franz.

A drink?

Sorry you lost your job.

But it's one cop less.

I need a gun.

I had to hand mine in.

Trying to set me up?

Don't worry. I'm just an

ordinary bandit now.

You are a stubborn bastard.

Get in!

- I'll call the police.

I am the police.

Bullshit.

I'll break your head!

In broad daylight?

With a hundred witnesses?

You don't scare me.

I'll kill you if you don't get in.

You wanted to talk to me?

I've got urgent work to do.

I'm making a coffin for my

brother. Now talk.

They've got an edge on you.

Contacts and experience.

They know how to hunt,

find, plan and kill

well trained, secret policemen.

They were in the best run

mafia in the world.

This is routine for them.

And they'll take your boys apart.

What do you advise?

Employ the same people.

So why did you bring me, Chemist?

You don't have to kill him.

Buy him.

He's too afraid of them.

I'll take care of them.

For half a million.

Alone?

Alone.

How do you aim to that?

I'll kill them all.

Evening. What's up?

Hello, Sasza. Got a gun?

What do you think this is?

A hoover?

Who is it?

- Two men. One with a briefcase.

For Daddy.

Daddy, there's a man with

a briefcase to see you.

We'll open the case.

Dress up, we've got guests.

I don't have anything.

You should get me something.

What's up?

Rewizor wants to see

the factory.

Noone here.

Not very welcoming.

Not Polish syle.

Let's get out of here.

It's a police trap!

We didn't pay this much

to set up for the police.

For my brother!

I don't have time.

My plane leaves at six.

You've got guests from Moscow.

Wielki? Don't make a fool of me!

F*** off!

Dead... is dead.

Franz, don't be stupid!

We've been friends for 20 years.

You think I shot at you?

It was that psycho!

I got rid of that bastard.

Please! You're the one

Who said we had to clear up.

You think I betrayed you?

I never betrayed you!

They wanted to kill you.

I stopped them.

I did the same as you. I

couldn't wait for the court.

I wanted to bring them down.

Don't f*** around.

I swear I'm telling the truth.

Don't f*** around with my woman.

Why?

A matter of principle,

you son of a b*tch.

Yes.

It's me.

Who?

Angelica.

I've got nothing to say to you.

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