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Four cans should do the job.

They'll find it in a month or so.

It'll raise our detection rate

for smuggling.

Got one!

Here you go.

What's wrong?

Their father won't squeal?

Mateusz?

He's my man.

Way more loyal than you.

You two have me by the balls.

I'm a dead duck.

I'm trying to save your ass, shithead.

So show some respect, huh?

We'll get rid of the old man.

Who?

Mateusz.

Then we'll get rid of the kids.

I'll kill you all.

See anything?

It's empty.

Janek! Tomek!

Over.

Do you read me?

Dad?

Do you read me?

Dad, say again.

Where are you?

Go get the flashlight.

Flashlight!

Get a move on!

I'm on my way. Acknowledge.

Roger. Go ahead.

Do you read me?

Janek, are you receiving?

Take your brother... watch out...

You're not safe.

What? Say again. Where are you?

F***!

Let's get going or we'll freeze

to death.

- I'm cold.

- I know.

What's your name?

Alicia.

I'm Mateusz.

I have two sons back home.

Got to go.

Can you walk?

Come on!

Where's the other one?

Where's Lech?

Come here.

Closer.

Sit down.

Tell me the truth right now

or I'll blast your head off.

Where's your brother?

Upstairs.

Can I trust you?

Or you're up to something,

little punks?

No.

Like this whole nation

of envious motherfuckers.

One is a wolf to another,

would stab you in the back.

See what I mean?

They'll f*** you around,

con you and finally kill you.

Terrible people.

Where is Lech?

Just between the two of us, OK?

Won't tell anyone, I promise.

I know, babe, I know.

Holy sh*t!

Where's your brother?

Stay put and be quiet.

Where is he, huh?

I don't know.

- You don't?

- No.

Call him.

How?

What's his name?

Janek.

Then f***ing call Janek.

Janek.

Louder.

Janek!

Come here!

We'll talk and part in peace!

Shh...

F*** it!

Come on!

It's all right!

I was nice to you, right?

And well-behaved.

Besides, it's not about you.

It's about me and Lech.

Janek!

Janek! Please come out.

Don't be a baby.

Let's talk like men.

Stay put or I'll shoot you.

And I swear, we'll talk

and you'll never see me again

in your lifetime.

For f***'s sake!

Am I asking too much?

I mean you no harm!

F***ing bastards!

Why won't you help me? Why?!

Shout!

Janek!

Louder.

Janek, listen!

I count to three.

You come out or your brother

dies! One...

Two...

No...

Three!

F***...

All right, all right.

Go in there.

Go ahead.

Take it.

Get down and handcuff yourself.

Bracelets on.

You know how to do it, huh?

To the bed.

Which of you cuffed me?

You? Janek? Your father?

But move over to the middle.

To make sure it won't snap off.

Press harder, what the f***!

The other hand, come on.

The oldest guy in my unit,

we called him Diplomat. Guess why.

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