I'm Anielka.
Fresh razor cuts.
Wrinkles around the eyes and mouth.
She's at least 17 years old.
Do you see the money?
You can have it if you're a good girl.
Should I be a good girl?
You will get this money
and much, much more,
just do something for me.
If you meet someone
for whom you have to be a little girl,
try to remember him well,
search through his belongings
and find his ID.
Will you do it for me?
Will you be a good girl?
I chase such people
and bring them to justice.
Maybe you already know
someone like that?
Turn him in.
Listen,
I didn't mean to scare you,
I was joking.
I don't persecute those
who like little girls. I'm the same.
I love children.
My number is 243 15, got it?
Call me, I just want to meet
someone like me.
ERINYES
Goddesses of Vengeance
Chapter 5
Lete
IF HE WAKES UP AND KILLS ME,
HIS OWN FATHER,
ADDING ONE EVIL UPON ANOTHER,
THEN THE ERINYES WILL ADD THE SPILLING
OF KINDRED BLOOD TO THEIR CURSE!
Euripides, Herakles, 1074-6
FLOWER SHOP
"FLORA"
Good morning,
do you have jasminum polyanthum?
White flowers, smells beautifully?
Not at the moment.
You need to order it.
Really?
You know, I have visited
all flower shops in Lviv,
and only here I got a positive answer.
I'm asking as a policeman,
not a customer.
Has anyone ordered
this many-flowered jasmine here
over the past year?
My employee can answer this questions.
I have a lot of work
and little time. Ksenia!
Tell officer everything,
you heard his question.
Yes, I have it.
We ordered it
for Count Ferdinand Niezawitowski
and delivered it to No. 5 Herburtów.
Count is our regular customer.
Oh yes, Count often orders this flower.
I have other delivery dates here.
And can you tell me
if other people ordered the flower?
It's very important for
the criminal case I'm investigating.
Unfortunately, no.
No one else ordered it.
And where do you get
this flower from? Is it hard to obtain?
Yes, very difficult,
because jasmine is extremely delicate
and needs a lot of light.
Our planters from Turkey
and Greek middlemen demand
payment in advance,
and our supplier Mr. Sznajder has--
You shouldn't reveal
our company secrets to this gentleman.
Oh! It's excellent that you
are no longer busy.
How nice to see you
in a good mood again,
your smile is like--
sunshine above hail clouds.
This flower is difficult to cultivate.
Once one jasmine
withered within two cloudy, rainy days.
Has the company lost out on it?
Sometimes something can be done.
Namely?
It's frowned upon,
but times are difficult,
we have crisis.
Will you tell me this secret?
You could whisper it in my ear.
I can be discreet.
Oh, what a change. A minute ago
you were in such a bad mood.
Well, will you tell me?
We have a very similar plant,
also of intense scent
and almost the same price.
It's stefanotis.
When this jasminum withered away,
I sent stefanotis.
To whom you sent it?
Somewhere in Zamarstynowo.
Ksenia, my child, check it, please.
Look for stefanotis.
Ma'am, we sent it to
12 Balonowa Street, on June 11.
I don't have much time,
and we've already lost a minute
during which you were
looking for something
that would be either
to my advantage or not.
Well--
Advantage?
Or not?
I'm waiting and waiting,
and the clock is ticking and ticking.
Count, were you in Lviv on June 11?
You start right away
by asking about the alibi.
Am I a suspect?
We recently captured
a dangerous radical
who was planning
a b*mb attack on aristocrats.
Did you or any of your servants
see anything suspicious in the vicinity
of your villa on June 11?
This is a very good, precise question.
I haven't seen anything suspicious.
Do you want to know why?
No, I don't want to. That's enough
for me. You didn't see anything.
Oh, one more thing.
I would like to talk to you
about flowers.
For the house, for cemetery?
Nobody buys flowers with
intoxicating scent for cemetery.
That's where you are wrong.
I do.
Jasmine.
But why do you want
to talk about flowers?
This radical followed you
from the flower shop to your house.
That's how he got your address.
I order flowers for Laura,
my late wife.
I'm very sorry.
It's terrible when a woman
dies so young.
That's something
you'd know, Commissioner.
My wife was not even thirty,
just like yours.
Did your spouse also die
in childbirth?
No. Spanish flu k*lled her in 1919.
Speaking of flowers,
did your wife like flowers
with an intense fragrance?
I showered her naked body with flowers.
I placed flower pots
around our bed in the alcove.
The smell of jasmine intoxicated us,
the wine went to our heads.
It felt like Bacchanalia.
And now,
on every anniversary of her death,
I set flowers around her grave.
Why are you suddenly
so silent, Commissioner?
You talk about it
so openly and uninhibitedly.
Are you a virgin?
Or a chaperone?
You don't mind me saying that, do you?
Your reputation is well known
in my circles as well.
Red hair
like in "Frenzy" by Podkowiński.
Big, white melons floating around.
Freckled rump.
June 11.
While her husband was busy
coining money,
I was busy beating eggs
on a certain journalist from Lviv.
I think she is your type.
I can introduce you.
I am in a hurry.
The bridge club is waiting.
Goodbye, Commissioner.
Without Lodzia, it's an empty space
resembling a house,
in which I am groping.
Like Philoctet,
whose mouth is gagged by secrets.
Wiluś!
I don't have good news, Edziu.
No child rapists on file.
Do you know
what Leon Stawski's real name is?
Mordko Tugenhaft.
Of the Mosaic faith,
no criminal record.
Then we have nothing
to scare him out with.
One method remains,
deal with him brutally.
Now?
After reinstatement?
When they are watching you?
This is too risky, Edziu.
I think you need to talk
to Professor Kulczyński.
Why?
He stated that the flower
doesn't cause allergy or burning,
but maybe he was wrong.
And the petals found by Hanasówna
are not jasmine at all.
Maybe it's a different flower
that clever sellers
substitute jasmine with.
What's the name--
Stefanotis.
I'll check it!
Commissioner, on my street.
Coincidence?
Hello, doctor.
I urgently need to consult with you.
I have to get disinfectants
and see an injured worker.
The matter is so urgent
that every minute is precious.
Let's walk to make it faster.
Let's get
straight to the point instead.
So flowers can cause irritation.
Great that you confirmed it, doctor--
But I'm here about something else.
It's the r*pist.
I know about him as much
as I wrote in the report
which is unofficial and private.
I didn't think Hanas would hire you.
I feel uncomfortable about this.
I should have notified
the police authorities right away.
I'd appreciate your discretion.
Why did the r*pist urinate
on Hanasówna's dress?
Can you think of any other explanation
than the desire to disgrace her?
This phenomenon is seen mainly
in prisons. It's related--
to sodomite r*pes.
Don't you see any contradiction
in the circumstances of this act?
Like what?
Damn, Commissioner, you're right.
Hanas wanted the report fast.
I didn't have time
to look at it properly.
On one hand, such behavior is specific
to a degenerate and criminal,
but on the other,
there was theatricality.
All evidence of a sublime mind.
But why, on earth, did he piss on her?
The perpetrator may be allergic
to the intense scent of flowers.
This could have caused a severe shock,
with symptoms including shortness
of breath, choking, profuse sweating,
loss of consciousness and eventually--
fecal or urinary incontinence,
or both at the same time.
Have you ever met
a person with such an allergy?
Could it be Count
Ferdinand Niezawitowski?
And can you now break confidentiality?
Commissioner,
I can assure you
that I would go against ethics
in this case,
but unfortunately I have never
treated anyone like this.
Good morning, Commissioner.
Well, brother,
that janitor from the school
took our Baldy for a Soviet spy.
How about we give you
a ride home, Count?
Such unpleasant weather today.
Read.
What exactly?
Read the black, leave the white.
Father's return, a ballad ?
Read clearly.
Go, children, all of you together,
To the pillar upon the hill,
And there before the miraculous picture
Kneel and pray with a fervent will.
"Father returns not.
Mornings and evenings
I await him in tears, and fret.
The streams are swollen,
the wild beasts prowling,
- And the woods--"
- Enough, it's not him.
Give him booze.
What are you looking at?
You are not moved by this poem?
Not as much as by the story
of Little Orphan Mary.
I would be sobbing until now.
It wasn't him.
Elżunia didn't recognize his voice.
You were wrong, Baldy;
it's not what I'm paying you for.
False lead,
I didn't promise immediate effects.
- Is that all you have to say?
- What more is there to say?
Last night
I showed Tosiek your lady.
We stood in the doorway with Tosiek.
I exposed her thighs and bimbo.
Two people had to hold him.
He was so anxious to take her.
Promise me that this is the last time
you show me such disrespect.
I promise this is the last time
I disrespected you.
Good piggy.
A good pig does bite its owner.
June 3, 1915. Signed by
Hermann von Rauschegg. Colonel.
Eighteen-year-old draftee
residing in Lviv, surname--
The smell of flowers gives the recruit
incontinence and severe
shortness of breath.
Unfit for military service.
Electroconvulsive therapy
is recommended--
Gustav--
Lewicki?
Oh, Commissioner still here?
Did you find what you were looking for?
I think so, and I would like
the data of a certain patient.
His name, surname, etc.
As the annotations in the file say,
this data is locked in your closet.
Could I then know the name
of patient number 282?
Of course.
Unfortunately, I can't share
this patient's data with you,
I am very sorry.
Why? A moment ago,
you wanted to give it to me.
In this case, I need
a decision of the professional
ethics committee
of the Lviv Medical Chamber.
And what do they have--
Is patient 282 a doctor?
I've revealed too much already.
Now, if you'll excuse me, Commissioner.
Check as soon as possible
when doctor Gustaw Lewicki was born.
It must be telepathy!
I was going to call you regarding him.
Check Lewicki's birth date,
do you understand, Wiluś?
Listen, brother--
He wasn't in Paris at the conference!
Lewicki didn't give
his lecture himself.
The doctor's alibi doesn't check out.
We got him!
- Edziu, can you hear me?
- She knows his voice.
Come on.
Come on now.
Okay, okay.
Calm down now.
Now.
Calm down.
I won't do it anymore, I promise.
Look.
I'm throwing it away--
We won't need it anymore.
Listen, Ela--
I have to explain why
I inflicted suffering on you today.
Suffering is bad.
When you suffer,
you know you did something wrong.
When I turn on this record,
you'll know,
that the person on it
is not speaking right.
Just like that,
you've learned to recognize evil.
We'd like you to come with us, doctor.
We need to talk about Elżunia.
After you.
Hands off, you b*stard!
Dr. Gustav Lewicki, born in 1897
in Lviv. Is that correct?
Yes, that's right.
August 18, 1897, to be exact.
There will be a trial here.
This man,
Commissioner Popielski,
is accusing physician Lewicki
of dishonoring my daughter
and is about to prove it
before my own tribunal.
Baldy,
if you made a mistake, Elżunia
will lose the best doctor and guardian,
and you will pay for this.
I, and I alone,
give the floor and take it away.
You raise your hands
if you want to talk.
Other than that, you are silent.
This is the court.
Baldy, you begin. But keep it short.
Austrian military physician,
Colonel Hermann von Rauschegg,
diagnosed Gustav Lewicki,
born in Lviv in 1897,
with hypersensitivity
to the smell of flowers,
particularly to methyl salicylate
and nitro phenylethane.
It gave him shortness of breath
which could lead to death.
There was also
an embarrassing symptom,
facal and urinal incontinence.
Do you suffer
from such an allergy, Dr. Lewicki?
By no means.
What are you thinking, you bald churl?
Can't two Gustavs Lewickis
be born in the same year in Lviv?
I hit him on the back,
but it might have been a bit too hard.
Bring him around. He has to know
not to speak without permission, clear?
Yes, clear.
What do you want? Speak.
They can't hit him so hard,
because if he starts choking,
you won't know
if it's from the blow or the flower?
Did you hear that?
Bash him over the head. Clear?
Yeah, clear.
Flower petals were found near Elżunia
together with traces of urine
on her dress.
On June 11 many-flowered jasmine
was ordered by phone
from the brothel at 12 Balloon Street.
The florist didn't have it in stock,
so she decided on a minor fraud;
stefanotis was sent instead.
This flower, unlike jasmine,
has toxic sap
that can cause ecchymosis,
and its fragrance,
again unlike jasmine,
contains methyl salicylate
and nitro phenylethane.
Gustav Lewicki
tricked Elżunia successfully
and managed to seduce her,
as evidenced by the lack of injuries
on the child's body.
If this is the man, we will get
incontrovertible proof in a moment –
when the smell of the plant
will begin to suffocate him.
I'm done, Hanas.
Speak, m*therf*cker. Speak.
It's not me. It's this scumbag.
He did all this and crafted it
so that it's on me.
The child will recognize him.
- He did this to your daughter.
- Me? I r*ped her?
Exactly, you.
Everyone knows you like to have fun
with two wh*res at a time.
The whole Lviv knows you sleep
with your own cousin.
Maybe you like dirty games
with Ret*rded girls too.
Enough of this circus!
The test was too short.
To the laundry room. Bring him around.
Look at me; open your eyes.
I don't believe you, Popielski.
He was supposed to confess.
The stench of the flower didn't work.
And I need to know if it's him or you.
You'll start reading when I tell you.
Strengthen yourself and be strong,
both in action and in suffering
of the one which defied nature.
It is necessary for you
to clothe yourself into a new man
and transform yourself
into a new husband.
It is necessary for you
to do this often--
Hanas! She doesn't want
to listen to him.
Light!
Light!
Eyes!
Sit still.
Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.
And don't move your arm; it's broken.
Do not look at me.
You see,
Tosiek doesn't like to be watched
when f*cking.
You're making a mistake, Hanas.
Leave it!
Why not, watch.
Tosiek is not so disgusting at all.
If you don't want to look,
I'll make him pin
your eyelids to your forehead.
No!
Go get the pins, you freak.
Go!
We will open your eyes.
With pins.
Boss, something's wrong with Elżunia.
Why is she crying?
I wanted to amuse her with something
and played the record on the Patephone.
Elka started screaming and pointing
at some balloon in the trashcan.
Come here.
Ela doesn't like the balloon.
I don't know why.
To cure Elżunia
of bad habits or behavior,
you can't yell at her
or worse, hit her.
Instead, just rub a balloon
against glass.
Yes, yes.
She dislikes this sound very much.
If she associates something
with that squeak,
she will be afraid of it.
Listen,
I didn't mean to scare you.
I was joking.
I don't persecute those who
like little girls.
I'm the same.
I love children. My number
243 15, got it?
Call me, I just want to meet
someone like me.
Don't talk to the scoundrel.
Kick him out. We are done for the day.
Shut up if you want to live.
Sit down.
The first time I was here,
someone recorded my voice.
We have microphones in the rooms.
They are connected to small speakers.
Show me.
If I find something interesting,
I give it to the gentleman
from the amplification room
of the Polish Radio.
The name of this radioman.
Jan Kukla.
- Kukla?
- Kukla.
Lewicki also took
recordings from Kukla.
He was the one who processed my voice,
and then Lewicki frightened
your daughter with it.
He made her listen to the nonsense
I was saying to the wh*re here.
Did Dr. Lewicki use to come here?
He often came to see Anielka.
Anielka. And where is she now?
Where is Anielka?
Sick, I guess.
She didn't come to work today.
Did Dr. Lewicki come here
with other women?
Maybe with a girl?
Yes, yes. Usually he chose Anielka,
but a few times he came with others
and then paid double.
Once he came with a Ret*rded one.
He kept her here for two or three days.
He ordered a lot of food,
because he likes to eat, b*stard.
Tosiek, comb your hair,
put brilliantine on.
You get a free f*ck.
Stop!
One step and I'll slit his throat.
Leave those women, Hanas.
You've pulled enough sh*t already,
you Russian scumbag.
Where is your honor as a smuggler?
Come on. Can't you take a joke?
Tosiek,
you can f*ck chickens.
Get--
out!
Baldy, turn around.
Your arm is broken, you can't
put your coat on yourself.
Don't turn away from me.
I want to see your eyes,
so kind and lovely.
Guciu.
Shut up, b*tch.
Do you think you are my fiancée?
Do you think
you have any rights over me?
You can be my maid
or get off.
How can you do that?
I wrapped my breasts
with a bandage for you.
I even kidnapped this poor child.
If you want, I can get off
and call Mr. Hanas.
I was only joking.
It's just nerves.
Go to our lounge car
and change the way I like.
I'll come right away.
Go, go.
Would you sell me
one raw egg?
for Gosia
THE SERIES IS AN ADAPTATION
OF MAREK KRAJEWSKI'S BOOKS:
Erinyes, Charon's Numbers, The Rivers
of Hades, In the Depths of Darkness
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Edward Popielski, a detective of extraordinary intellect and physical strength but tormented by epileptic visions that help him in his investigations, is specially appointed by the gods to avenge crimes in the city of Lviv in 1930s Poland.
Edward Popielski, a detective of extraordinary intellect and physical strength but tormented by epileptic visions that help him in his investigations, is specially appointed by the gods to avenge crimes in the city of Lviv in 1930s Poland.