In the Shadow

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"Czechoslovakia,

spring of 1953."

The State Security Bureau is established

as the instrument of Communist power.

Everybody is talking about currency

devaluation, so-called monetary reform.

The Crown is stronger than ever.

There will be no monetary reform!

Antonn Zpotocky, President.

What are you doing?

Cut that out!

Nothing. Hurry the hell up.

There was supposed to be a tin

safe here, not a Wertheim.

What's wrong?

Get lost.

IN THE SHADOW:

Comrade Captain!

Boom! Boom!

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Good morning. -Should I make up the

armchair instead of the bed next time?

I couldn't sleep, I

didn't want to wake you.

What do you want for dinner?

- You. -Jarda!

- Sausage, then.

With mashed potatoes. Tom!

Goal. See you this afternoon.

OK daddy.

- Who called them?

- Don't know. -Don't let them go in.

Everything's cleaned out.

Just like my bank account.

Go ahead. I'm finished.

Wertheim. Cinderella.

Made 1925.

- Opened from the front, crude work...

- Why do they put that sh*t inside?

Insulation. Ash doesn't burn.

Have I forgotten anything?

This is where he started drilling.

He wanted it to be clean.

He probably didn't have enough time.

He was in a hurry. -Or?

Or he didn't know how...

- What's that?

- Sweat.

He was sweating.

Beno, what safecracker

sweats like a pig?

- Is he a suspect?

- Sorry...

Janata. He sweats and

looks like a pig.

A sheath for a knife?

You should have a

word with Jlek.

He's not talking to me.

If he keeps acting like a fool

I won't be able to keep him.

He's an artist.

Took pictures in Paris.

He even shot de Gaulle.

- What's wrong?!

- The spark plugs again, captain!

A bag for jewels?

Or for nails?

It's for measuring rice.

Alright, lunch is on me.

A dead horse, should

be buried, not beaten.

If anyone says there will be monetary

reform, they are beating a dead horse!

- What's it going to be?

- The pork.

How many dumplings?

Two's enough.

Thanks.

Cops.

- F***. Ow!

- What's the rush Karlos?

Where do I find Kirsch?

I don't know him.

You did half a year

in Pankrc with him.

I did time with lots of guys.

I'm clean.

- Yeah?

- Yeah!

You just got a

little dirtier, eh?

Gambling, sponging. That's

three years at least.

- Okay, maybe I do remember.

- That would be lovely.

Got a cigarette?

Does Emanuel Kirsch work for

the Jewish Community Centre?

We know about Mr Kirsch's

problems with alcohol...

If he has broken something we

will pay for it. -Where is he?

Kirsch spent two years in Auschwitz.

Leave him alone.

Would you prefer a house search?

Mr Kirsch. Some people

from the Police are here.

- They only want to talk to you.

- May I?

Kirsch... it's been years.

This is no way to

greet an old friend.

Opening an old Wertheim

like a can of sardines,

that's not your style, Kirsch...

I haven't done anything.

I'm an honest man...

Piss-pots hide under the

bed, not honest men.

- Where were you last night?

- Sleeping. I swear.

- I lost it in the storeroom.

- You used to be more careful.

Why don't you ever

finish your cigarettes?

The captain only smokes

the healthy half.

Let me have a look.

- That's not mine!

- Take him away.

It's not mine! I swear!

Let's go.

I was drunk as a pig last night!

Ended up in the drunk tank. I swear!

You're a striker! Get up there!

Go to the middle!

Follow the winger!

Goal! Nice!

Own goal... still counts.

- You're spilling it...

- Ouch!

Sit still, Tom! Why

didn't you clean it?

- I didn't have a brush.

- You want to get blood poisoning!

I scored a penalty and

dad didn't see it!

I saw the goal before.

- That was an own goal.

- Own goals count too.

And some peroxide.

Tom!

- Open up! Tom!

- I don't want peroxide!

- You talk to him.

- I'd run away too.

- Could you act like a dad?

- Why? There's peace and quiet.

Cut it out, Jarda. You're

terrible, both of you.

What's wrong?

I'm scared. Everybody's talking

about the monetary reform.

At school, in the

building, everywhere.

What if we have nowhere to live,

nothing to eat? What will we do?

Don't forget you married a cop.

I'd know about it.

- Yesterday the Finance Minister said...

- And you believe him. You believe them?

I have to get back

to the station.

I want your advice.

The girls at work said it's

a good idea to buy stamps.

- Why stamps?

- They say stamps never lose their value.

- You know anything about stamps?

- No.

What if there is no reform?

Get the armchair ready for me

so I won't wake you up.

PSYCHIATRIC CLINIC,

ALCOHOLICS WARD:

Police. Captain Hakl.

POLICE DEPARTMENT HEADQUARTERS

- Greetings Comrades.

- Greetings. Is Colonel Pnek in? -Yes.

Wait. I should tell

him you're here.

Thank you.

Buy The Red Times!

Gold Stolen By Jews!

Case Solved In One Day!

- What are you doing here?

- Bare, State Security.

We're taking over

the Kirsch case.

Who let you go

through my things?

I did.

How could you let

them search my desk?

Major Zenke is a German expert who's

been on this case for three years.

The Jews are smuggling gold to Berlin.

They're helping finance war in Israel.

Just last year that Bare guy was

working at reception. I know his face.

- How could you let this happen!

- Times are changing. Stop yelling.

This is State Security now,

in case you haven't noticed.

This isn't some lock-picker.

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