Saviour Square (2006) - full transcript

Beata and Bartek are a young married couple with two children. As they keep waiting for the key to their own Warsaw apartment, they are living temporarily with Bartek's overbearing mother near Warsaw's Saviour Square. Problems arise when the developer who was supposed to build their apartment goes bankrupt. Financial difficulties coincide with family quarrels and Bartek's infidelity, which eventually lead the marriage to collapse.

Yes?

Correct.

Savior's Square no. 7,
apartment 15.

Yes.

My daughter-in-law.
It's her address.

My grandsons.

David and Adrian.

Where?

SAVIOR'S SQUARE

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- As usual. Right here.
- Thanks.

I had no choice.

He gave them
an overnight notice.

Who will rent an apartment for
three months?

But it's OK.

They'll save up
for a bathroom or a kitchen.

Something's wrong here.

The two don't correspond.

Put this and that together,
match with this.

We've done it before.

You're right.
I'm slow on the uptake. Sorry.

- My purse is a mess.
- What will this spa of mine...



- ...be like?
- Boring but relaxing.

You may find a boyfriend.

Thanks a lot! No need.

- Why not? To fix each other tea...
- Herb tea!

Fix him tea and do his laundry?
No, thanks.

You're behind schedule.
Two days!

I need this air-conditioning now!

- We'll get more men and it's done.
- When?

I must renegotiate the contract.

Madam... I'll be right back.

What a pest!

- For handling a tough client.
- No problem.

- What time is the show?
- 6:30.

We can skip the commercials.

I'll do it, or you'll be late.

Guess whom we saw today.

That actress...
What's her name?

- Like mine.
- Zieliński?

- No. Beata... She's beauty.
- Tyszkiewicz?

- Yes! Exactly.
- She's old.

Boys, did we see
Beata Tyszkiewicz?

- How was she dressed?
- Nicely. Will you eat up?

Nope.

I'll spank you!
What was the deal?

The leg, please.

"My husband called", she said.

Does he know
she's cheating on him?

This hair of yours!
Is it a new fad or something?

If we're privatized,
I'll be the first to be fired.

We feared pink slips,

but young ones wouldn't
work for that money.

The doctor says it's good Adrian
had those four roots out.

He won't take that long to cut
his normal teeth.

Normal? Who has
normal teeth these days?

For commercials they're all
whitened by the computer.

Come on, let's go to that dance!

- Please! You'll shake your fanny!
- But what about Mom?

Let her have fun with the kids.

- Sorry! Did I hit you?
- No.

You know what?

We'll have to have Father's
gravestone fixed.

It was to last a hundred years,
but it's been how many?

- Nine.
- Ten in two months' time.

What about my lemon balm tea?

You never do what I ask of you.

You'll get it in the spa.

Or at the station. You won't
need it on the train, anyway.

On this box you draw animals
that go with the toys.

- How about a Pokemon?
- Anything you like.

I need a purple crayon.
No, it's not a good idea.

OK, I'll mark the pots.

Perhaps with... little cows!

Hush...

We're a submarine. Submerged.

There's such a mess.

And we have no friends here.

- Who remembers how it goes?
- I don't!

Nor do I!

The first verse, come on!

And all together now!

- Adrian!
- What?

- Don't sleep!
- Can't take the wrapper off.

You try, David.

- A crash?
- No. The engine died.

Is this a bathroom or what?

Living room.

Really? So small?

There's more over there.

You'll have to learn to drive.

- I'm sure they'll create a bus route.
- You think so?

- Would you choose a blind or a curtain?
- Here? Nothing, I think.

I told the guy where I wanted
the outlet boxes. I'll kill him!

- What's that hole for?
- They'll brick it up.

- What about floor heating?
- No.

It comes with tiles
and we don't want them.

Shame. And what's there?

Bedroom and bathroom.

Connected?

Wow!

What a paradise for the boys!

They can ride a bike here.

Don't yell at me.
Did I go bankrupt?

There's no construction supervisor
anymore. I represent the liquidator.

Bankrupt?
What are you talking about?

The developer turned belly up
and the bank stopped the project.

How come?
When?

Three weeks ago.
Didn't you get our notice?

If it's in liquidation,
we can trash the contract.

We must call Mom.

What for?

She'll raise hell.

We should. She put a fortune into
this apartment.

You insisted.

Good area, a supermarket,

movie theaters...

You found that ad, didn't you?

The bank has agreed to release
our notarial acts.

Let me put it bluntly, so that
nobody's taken by surprise.

We'll have to pay to get them.

Otherwise we won't be owners.

How much will it be?

Depends on the apartment's status.

Whether it comes with a parking space,
on which floor it is...

What happens if you don't pay?

The notarial act stays
with the bank

which can choose
what to do next.

It will probably
put them all up for sale.

This way you lose
all the money you put into it.

By what right?

It's fucking extortion!

Yes, it's theft.

The developer stole the money, went
bankrupt and we have to deal with it now.

- How long will it take?
- Hard to say.

We must choose a contractor
and pick up the slack.

One year, God willing.
Possibly three or more.

You were to take care
of our problems,

but you're just wasting time
talking crap!

- You want to switch? Do you?
- I'm comfortable here.

Calm down or get out of here!

- He says that business is slow.
- Sure.

If his wife found out
about securing your loan,

she'd tell him where to get off.

Had you built a house
in the country,

we'd be barbecuing
together now.

Give me a break.

When the wife wears the pants...

An insurance agent
I met made a simulation.

At first it looked disappointing,
but after some creative effort:

Bingo! He beamed.

In 30 years' time you get 6,000!

- A month?
- Indian rupiahs or what?

It's best to invest.
In real estate, land...

- A cemetery plot.
- Stock exchange, anything.

- Stock exchange can be tricky.
- Anything can be tricky.

It's best to die young
and problem solved.

A quiz to loosen up!

Put 14,000 into a dowry policy.
How much will it pay in 3 years?

- We have more red wine?
- On the balcony.

Thanks. So... How many offers
did you send?

- Two hundred.
- And?

Pass me that melon scoop.

I've been to three interviews.

I bet you never made it through
the reception.

- You should lose 20 pounds.
- I know, I know.

I'm looking for an ashtray.

Ola, meet Beata. We were at the
university together. Ola is my boss.

- Hi.
- Nice to meet you.

- Did you get that surfboard?
- Yeah. I'm almost broke.

It's worth the money.
The fastest I've ever tried.

Beata's job-hunting.
Don't we have any opening?

Send me your C.V.
We'll see what can be done.

There you are!

OK, I'll lend you 50,000 for a year.

But then you'll say
that you're hard up

and you'll be paying me back
for the next three years.

Let's be realistic!

It's not that you're
launching a business,

it's for some fucking apartment!

How about a fur coat
to go with it?

Think how old you are.
And you can't support your family!

This country has become a nuthouse
packed with beggars!

Offended? Fine! You need a shock
therapy to get on the right track!

Or else in twenty years you'll
ask me to pay for your medicines.

- Thanks for the lecture. It's clear.
- Like hell!

Alright, here you go.

Stick it on.

- No! I goofed up.
- Let me see.

Excuse me!

I think you committed
at least three offences.

Did I? I don't remember.

You need to hit a child to notice?
Didn't you see the sign?

Relax, lady and go home.

Move the car!

Did you hear?

Jerk!

She poured a gallon
of water into his trunk.

He hollered,
but did move his car.

Here you go,
Adrian likes to bathe with it.

She has dark hair.

Lives in the next staircase.

I sold the car.

You should have told me.

- We'd have slept on it.
- I'm telling you now.

- Mariusz wouldn't help?
- He looks after his own business.

Do you look after yours?

It's always the same story.
Bartek, you must talk to him!

I do look after my business!
I sold the car.

- Many would like my job.
- I'm talking about something else.

Mariusz won't pay your social security
nor give you a refund for gas.

Just wait and he'll tell you
to pay him!

You were to have a crew of your own
and get an interest in the business.

That's what I hear
every Christmas.

You take a job
and get an interest.

I'll fix you calcium
for your allergy.

It has spread on the legs.

I keep you in mind, trust me.

When could I call again?

Try next week.

Thank you.

Come along, honey.

I sold the car to start with.

I did check on that developer!

The books and all.

A friend from the IRS helped.

- You didn't keep an eye on it.
- Am I to kill myself now?

You should have bought a finished
apartment. But you knew better.

Smoke, if you can still afford it.

- We'll find a way out.
- If I don't find it, you sure won't!

Married six years and unable
to take charge of your lives!

Family is responsibility
and hard work.

But who cares?

Mom will get things done!

Turn off that stove, it stinks!

Damn, we paid the whole amount!

- We must go to court!
- Nonsense.

Remember those people
who wasted six years

while the developer had
a good time on Canary Islands?

What do you stand to gain?
He declared bankruptcy on purpose.

Hania says that her friends had
the same problem, but somehow...

If you want to console me,
have your sister pay off her debt!

I wonder how. With potatoes?

Excuse me, this is business
between me and my sister.

No, my dear.
Now it's our business.

You live here, I support you
and now you demand that

I get a loan to pay for
your apartment!

Mom, we don't demand anything.

What else did you buy, Grandma?

Either let it go, or try to pull
your chestnuts out of the fire.

Let it go? Bartek took out
a 20-year loan.

I've been thinking of taking out
a mortgage on my apartment,

hopefully 100,000.

What? You must be joking.

What about yourself?

- What happens if you fall ill?
- Calamity howler!

I think we're ripe for
early retirement, not loans.

- How's your arm?
- Fine.

- Did you get an anti-thrombotic?
- I'm top fit, just look!

Beata must get a job
to make ends meet.

The vacation is over.

- She's looking.
- She will for another five years...

...with her scissors and glue stick.

- She can't do much.
- Exactly. What can she do?

You want her
to clean apartments?

Anything. It's no disgrace.

She wouldn't study-
let her clean!

Are you hoping for
an executive post for her?

Son, we must pay off the loan,
it's no joke!

I just want to make sure
you got my C. V.

Beata Zieliński.

I see. Good, after 3 o'clock then.

- Have you seen my Tylenol?
- Bartek must have taken it.

It's again that toothache of his.

Lemons? I said I'd get some.

- New curtains?
- They let in more light.

- What about the old ones?
- I put them in the machine.

They're dry-clean only!

We had the same kind in the dorm.
They're fool-proof.

If we have to live under one roof,

we should obey certain rules.

It's my home, you're a guest here
and I ask you to respect it!

You were to wait for
the gas meter man,

but you just went out!

You haven't picked up
the laundry for a week now!

What do you do all day long?
Why don't you clean up this mess?

Where's your pep?

It's not some hick town, you know!
It's a normal, civilized home!

This is the old collection -they
can take anything to the fitting room.

I don't care that much about it.

Here they pay, cash or charge.

You know how to go
about the terminal?

Not really, right?

It's no problem, I'll show you.

This rack is our priority.

Top labels, designer stuff,
expensive.

Light colors, so we follow
a hands-off policy.

- Do we have baking yeast?
- No, why?

No yeast, no balloon.
What do we have?

Growing up to be a nag.

I hate those technical translations!
It's all double Dutch to me.

Thanks again for
that boutique job.

No problem. She's a sport,
if somewhat brusque.

It's been just soups, pampers
and Pokemons for the last six years.

Am I still fit to deal with people?
Won't I scare off the customers?

- The clothes are so fancy. Italian.
- How's the pie? Nice.

Some tops are really stunning!

One is worth a salary
and it's just straps...

They carry any normal stuff?

Yes.

I'll work from 9 to 8, then
I'll have to close accounts and...

Wait a minute, did I get it right?

What about the children?

We're lucky.

First the kindergarten said no,

but they finally accepted
them both into the same grade.

David is happy, but Adrian...

Wait!

Bartek comes back at 8,

you will at 9.

Is this kindergarten open until 8?

We thought that since you finish at 4,
you could pick them up...

So?

Say something.

My English classes
were too expensive,

but what's the use of
your driver's license now?

Did I object to your classes?

I was to resume
my studies in a year.

It's been five or six now.

You never pinched pennies
for your studies!

Sure. And if not for me,
you'd be a ballerina today!

How can you be so mean?

Get off my back.

I'm sick of being at her mercy.

- Mercy?
- I hear her blabbing on the phone.

Tell her that I can hear
every word of her badmouthing me!

Here's something to wake you up.

We're out of coffee?

Enough is enough,
I'm getting the dial block.

The phone is for emergencies,
not for long chats with silly Hania.

- She's been looking for a job.
- And to good effect!

These days you do it
over the phone.

Is it my fault that
she can't find a normal job?

- I'll pay.
- You will, will you?

Just let me have it.

You have a short memory.

I'll refresh it. She chucked Bartek out,
he came to sleep in the dorm.

She first came to see David
when he was 18 months old.

Anyway, you have a husband,
these are your mutual problems.

He's always at work
and I can't blame him for that.

And he hasn't been
very outgoing lately.

Any sex?

Sure.

With the boys beside us
and Mother Theresa next door.

Wild sex.

Please be good!
Give us a chance to talk.

It's a shredder.

- Where's 500 from our account?
- Here. Just look around.

- Some basics for the kindergarten.
- Are you nuts?

Another installment is due tomorrow!

Here. You'll have to
add interest for default!

Fine, return the backpacks
and shoes and get the money back.

Come on, boys.

I'll fix you a snack.

Adrian! Listen to Grandma!

Don't you understand
what I'm saying?

They're going to the kindergarten
and I'm going to work.

Give me the Visa.

- Think about it.
- The Visa, please.

- Here you go.
- It'll be better this way.

Happy?

- Happy?
- Get lost.

Six hundred for a living.

Should be enough.

Just tell her not spend it on trifles.
She's such a squanderer.

- OK.
- The bills will be paid from my account.

We must put aside
as much as we can.

Here you go, thirty-two hundred.

You must save eleven hundred, OK?

So, am I to go to that kindergarten
and apologize?

They should give the money back.

I must finish this report.
Why don't you go for a walk?

They're so noisy.
I can't concentrate.

Take them to McDonald's.

- What time can we come back?
- Give me an hour and half.

- Come on!
- I need to go to the bathroom!

- You will at McDonald's.
- Me too!

Let's go!

For three days now

I've been hanging around with the boys
because she has work to do.

Relax, it won't go on forever.

Just let her take out that loan!

When this hell is over, we'll take
a vacation on some exotic beach

to bask in the sun.

Just take it easy.

Alright, I'll take to her about it
if I get a chance.

David snores almost like I do.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

What's wrong?

Baby?

Tell me.

How about a little action
on the washing machine?

Are you crazy?

They'll hear us!

- Bartek!
- Be quiet!

Stop it, please!

- Why?
- Shh...

Won't it run over?

I'm soaking stuff!

Don't worry!

- Let go of me!
- Please...

Am I fit to be seen?

Give me a bite!

I don't want you having to change
my pampers when I'm old.

This waltz... Watch me, David!
You ought to learn to dance.

Come here, Bartek,
let's show him.

No, it's too late.

I may check if they have a cassette
with Margaret Thatcher.

How funny.

I have Mariusz's van today.
You need a ride to work?

Thanks. Just give me a moment.
What time do we have to leave?

The big news is that Julka's
going to have a sister!

- No kidding!
- You have ice?

Nope.

I said he should tell her himself.

He's always using me
to wash his dirty linen.

I don't blame that girl.

She's 23, from a humble home.
She lost her head.

This way or another -a sister.

Sister of charity!

Little girls are so cute.

When we move,

we might have one too.

Congratulations.

When you were a child,

what did you dream of?

Nothing.

- What did you want to be?
- Nothing.

Come on, everybody has a dream!

I wanted to have straight hair.

I'll tell you what I wanted to be.

Just promise you won't laugh.

A soccer player.

Don't laugh!
Can you do this?

Or this?

- Good afternoon.
- How are you?

They're finally repainting our
staircase. Yours is done, right?

- Yes. It took them a month.
- Oh my God!

I got a bribe!

- Will you have tea, Mom?
- Yes, thank you.

I thought your training
would take longer, Mom.

We have crepes,
I'll get you some.

I like Edyta, she's fun to talk to.

She has her problems,
but who doesn't these days?

I don't want her here again!

Problems! Her problems
are the talk of the town.

She shared her apartment with
another lady for a year.

And bear in mind: We don't want
any alcoholics here!

How can you set son on mother?

Can't I ask you to move your
fat ass and go for a walk?

You say I chucked you out?

Didn't you?

How mean of you!

You should be ashamed
of yourself.

I heard that seven years ago,

when you offered money
for an abortion.

And I was right! For the only thing
you knew how to do

was to get laid!
Foolish boy, serves him right.

- Let him work his ass off now.
- One more word!

Come on! Hit me!

You silly cow!

Go on, try again!
Missed?

One more time!

Go and apologize to Mother.

You heard me?

Out of the question.

You said she used
to humiliate you too.

Ordered you about like a dog.

Left you for seven years
at the grandparents'.

Now!

Apologize!

Remind her who asked me
to help with an abortion.

You want to tell me something?

Before you consult your mommy
about the answer,

mark my words:
I'll never come back here.

Good, nobody keeps you.

And leave my children alone,
you and your dear mommy!

I've known her mind for a long time.
Now I know yours!

Mom!

When Wojtek was alive,
I was to blame.

For his drinking,

his beating me.

For working, for laughing.

All the blame fell always on me.

What's there to save?

What for?

The boss hates you,
Beata hates you.

Are you sure you mean it?

I want to lead a normal life.

Like a human.

I know what it's like in the city.

- What about that pump?
- Don't ask.

The cesspool is full.
You keep washing and bathing...

Dad, third gear is jammed! Look!

Get off that tractor!

- Check on his homework, Iza.
- I must go to Marlena's for a curler.

No need to doll up, we'll be
sorting potatoes after dinner!

Go get me some cigarettes, OK?

Doesn't Staś have rickets?

His joints are like his father's.

I have a map.
Who has a compass?

Go.

Uncle will show you how it works.

Come here.

Pick a town on the map.

Here's the North, right?

You want the map?
Have another go?

- No.
- No more?

No compass and no crown.

Boozers.

Bravo!

Dudek superstar!

- Don't drop your cigarette!
- Not so hard, it's a child!

Right into the kennel?

Gośka is in Germany.

Her husband landed a job there.

You bought land, I hear.

10.000 square feet,

where our high school was
right behind the playing field.

Romek took care of the design.

You'd better marry.

Alright, alright.

I'll marry yet.

And how are you doing?

Fine.

That little shit sent you here?

- Tell him to come and face me.
- Stop it. He's her husband.

Some husband! For six weeks found
no time to come and see them.

Keep him out of it.

You want your part
of the patrimony?

Didn't we support you
throughout the studies?

Some blue stocking!

Nobody's ever seen your diploma.

- So many years wasted!
- Stop it, Viktor.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

Sis, don't be silly. Your money?

- You know where things stand.
- We don't have to make excuses.

Frankly, I've been thinking
you could have Iza for awhile.

Until she graduates
from high school.

- Commuting is a problem.
- Wishful thinking.

By the way, who paid for
your wedding party? We did!

I think we're even.

What's wrong with your eye?

- Leukoma.
- Aw, shut up.

It's a silly joke.

There's half the building to finish.

It's a gig for several weeks.
Plus upkeep and repair later on.

Mariusz was dumb-struck,

but didn't even mention
a commission.

Thank Hania.

Buy her perfume or something.

I should have launched
a business of my own long ago.

Castles in Spain!
You have a job, hold on to it.

- Will you have soup?
- No.

It's not so easy to run
a business.

Taxes, paperwork...
Not for you.

She hasn't called Hania either.

She's at her sister's,
where else?

Let her have some rest.

The boys need some fresh air too.

They can't have it here.

I know what you're driving at.

No girl is good enough for me.

Maria's "good-bye" was ironic,

Magda was generally inadequate,
and Eva was wearing braces.

Here you go.

A gift.

I've gotten that loan.

But I must be the owner.

It's my condition.

Thank you.

Adrian!

Adrian!

Come upstairs!

Wait, I must get him.

Try again, Grandma should be there.

David!

Don't clean it yet.

- Dad, do you still like us?
- Yes.

Why?

Just asking.

Careful with the teeth!

I like you!

- A lot.
- You're scratchy.

I'll have a nice shave tomorrow
to be presentable.

- Where's Adrian?
- Somewhere around.

Adrian!

Wait, I'll find him.

- Do you like your new clothes?
- Yes. They're OK.

Adrian!

Adrian!

Come to our hiding place!

Hi.

They've written that
the board has resigned.

I wonder how it bears
on our situation.

When I go to the meeting, I'll know.

Bartek...

I know it's my fault.

Let's talk about it, please!
I'll make it up to you.

Mom, did Bartek leave
any money for me?

We have decided that
I'll be doing our shopping.

I just want to have
Adrian's shoes repaired.

No problem.
I'll drop them off.

- Did you get my message?
- Yes. I had no time to call back.

David, Aunt Hania is busy.

- Let's get together this evening.
- I'd love to, but I have work to do.

I have some mushrooms for you.
From Irena.

Thanks. Give her my love.

Keep your fingers crossed, Hania.
I may pull off that budget thing.

Nice sword. Could I have it?

Are you angry with me
or something?

Sorry, I'm at work.

Come on, boys! Let's go!

- See you.
- Bye.

Boys!

Yes?

You know when
Bartek's to be back?

In two days or so.
They're on a construction site.

Have you tried that eel yet?

No.

Too heavy for my liver.

May I come in for a moment?

Sure.

I'm sorry.

For what?

That incident, you know...

Everything's a test of your
inner resources, my child.

The situation is more than dramatic.

By the terms of our agreement
17 names must be struck off the list.

We'll have to take over
their liabilities.

I'm not a debt collector
and I have no intention to be one.

I recall a couple of loudmouths
from our first meeting.

Like Mr. Jastrzębski. So perhaps
he will get things done.

I propose that Mr. Jastrzębski
replace me. I resign.

We must meet that deadline,
so let's get a grip on ourselves.

Thanks.

You swore it wouldn't happen again.

I can't go through it once more.

You understand?

You hear what I'm saying?

Talk to me, will you?

I'll die if you do it again!

What do you think you're doing?

Look at me!

You know what? Get the fuck out
of my life, you son of a bitch!

Get out.

Remember?

I told you.

I tried to persuade you.

Knowing him,
I knew it wouldn't work out.

But you always treated me
as your enemy.

It's no use crying now.

Let's think how to cushion
the blow for the boys.

Let's play.

Like what?

I don't know.

Let's build with blocks!

No.

Would be too much noise.

- What?
- To much noise.

How long have you known?

Long.

I've tried to tell you again
and again, all in vain.

Please go away, OK?

Did you sleep with him?

Yes. Last night
and the night before.

- The rehearsal's at 6, remember?
- Yes.

- What are you printing out?
- A report. I'm making a copy.

Beata...

It comes out this way...

Come along.

What am I to do now?

I don't know.

But I think you should talk
to him before talking to me.

I'm afraid I won't be
of much help to you.

You must tell me what to do.

You have to act like a lady.
I'm sorry.

It's not my department.

I'm more of an expert in economics.

Will my "sorry" make
you feel any better?

I don't know what to say.

Only you can do
something about it.

Like what?

Go back to Canada?
What am I supposed to do?

Bartek, please!

Take care of your stuff, OK?

- Bartek, please!
- I don't want to be with you!

- It can't be.
- I won't live like this anymore.

You don't mean it.
Let's talk, please!

If I fucking hear again
that you bother her!

With the kids around!

Please!

Please don't!

Stop it!

Show some dignity!
This is ridiculous!

Please, Bartek, don't!

Look at yourself!

I know what you want me to say.

That it's going to be all right,
that things will work out in the end.

OK, things will work out.

Perhaps not exactly
the way you want them to,

but they sure will.

Of course you can continue
to feel sorry for yourself

or try to do something about it.

And the children...

They'll be better off without
a father than with one

who's a son of a bitch.

The hell with that kind of advice!

Open the door, Mom!

Open up!

Come on, you old hag!

Open the door!

Can Adrian wear these pants?

Yes.

But they're dirty.

Then he can't.

I'll look for another pair.

Any pants here?

I was close.

Careful, no mess.

How come a boy of your age
can't find pants?

And what's this mess?

Clean up, right now!

Why are you staring? Move!

- It's not the way to raise children!
- Clean up!

Understand?

Just to get your way!

No, I'm not cleaning!

Mom!

Wake up!

I'm hungry!

Get up, silly woman!

It's stuck again. Give it a try.

Hocus-pocus!
Let me see.

Here you go!

Watch out!

The guy persuaded me to get
these very special bindings.

Whatever for?

To be able to march uphill.

He told me a joke.

Two penguins are walking
across a desert.

One says, "Look, I'm sure it used
to be very slippery here."

- I said it was silly.
- Yeah.

It's OK, no shell.

This goes to the garbage can.

Wow! It looks like a big party!

That's right.

- What are you cooking?
- Scrambled eggs.

- Can I taste some?
- Sure.

- You haven't eaten since my call?
- Nope.

- You're hungry, right?
- We had a yogurt.

Where's Mom?

She shitted on herself.

All right, just a moment...

Good, here we go.

Hold me, OK? Hang on me.

Alright.

Let's go to bed now.

Just a second...

You won't even
come to see the boys.

I'm launching a business.
There's a lot to take care of.

And I'm filing for divorce.

Son...

Cool it.

You're talking nonsense.

How long will it take?
A year? Two? Five?

If you ever get it.

Actually, what brings you here?

There is you, Beata, Bartek
and the children.

Still very young.

In the eyes of the law...

...she, the mother, has the same
obligations as the father.

That is to say she has
to take up some job,

because so far I've been
paying for everything:

Their shoes, clothes.

Take it easy.

Things will smooth out.

I'm not leaving until we decide
how to resolve the situation.

What do you suggest?

Come on, I've heard you're
resourceful and resolute!

Think something up.

Rent them an apartment...

...or take them in here.

I'd feel awkward offering
anything to Beata.

And Bartek won't
abandon the boys.

He's already abandoned them.

My cardiologist wanted me
to stay on the ward.

Hold on... Now.

I'm leaving for ten days. I'd like
the whole thing taken care of.

And let me tell you something.

Maybe it'll hurt, maybe it'll
take you by surprise.

She's human and I can see
what she's going through.

- And you're responsible for it!
- Aren't you?

You kept saying how stupid I was
to have married a country girl.

My studies didn't
make sense either.

Come on, go crying to Ala.

Complain over tea that I'm
a dick-head, just like my father.

- Don't take that tone with me!
- You don't!

All you can do is intimidate me!

- Let me out!
- No!

Have her move out!
It's easy!

- Is this all you have to say?
- Put her suitcases out.

Let me out!

Get off!

I won't run away from home,
like you did.

Silly squirt!

And what do you want, Adrian?

A seventh skateboard?

I want a computer game.

Four pairs of skates.

Four? For an elephant?

No.

You know why a maharaja bought
four little Fiats in Saudi Arabia?

No, why?

In order that his elephants
could do some roller-skating.

I've talked to Irena.

I'll be sending 5 hundred a month.

Enough to make a living
in the country. Later on we'll see.

Here's the first payment.

We'll manage.

When the apartment is ready
we'll divide it, or I'll buy you off.

It's up to you.

We'll see.

Mom will be back on Monday.

I'll drop by on the weekend
to clean up.

What about that stuff
in the basement?

I don't know.

It can wait.

We'll have to go through it.

OK, I'll drop it off sometime.

You want a ride to the station?

No need.

We'll manage.

What about the keys?

Leave them with the caretaker.

- I don't know.
- Me neither.

I want my shoes back right now,
or I'll spank you both!

- Come on! Where are they?
- I don't know.

Come, David!
Where are my shoes?

- Quick, I'm in a hurry!
- I don't know.

Don't do it!

Leave me alone!

Who was it?

She probably wanted to say
what time they were coming.

We must pick them up.

Viktor, how can you?
We discussed it, didn't we?

Let's eat and drink up and be
on our way to the station.

Do this.

No. This was a bad idea.

Mom, why are we still here?

Because we missed our train.
We must wait for another.

So why did we play so long?

Because we went to the movies.

What if we hadn't?
We'd have made it?

We'll catch the next one.

We'll take some pills
to keep us warm.

I'm cold too!

First you. All of them.

- No.
- Come on!

Take them. You won't be cold.

Have all.

Quite sweet.

I know!

Let's call Dad to pick us up.

He will pick us up, you know.

I called him from a public phone.

He'll come for Christmas.

We'll have a huge tree...

What if he lets us down?

- He won't.
- He might.

No.

Yes.

My daughter-in-law.
It's her address.

My grandsons.

David and Adrian.

Where?

I'll drop by with the invoices.

I have them back home,
not in the car.

We'll take care
of it tomorrow. Bye.

Sorry.

She had a stroke.

And needs rehabilitation.

They have a doctor in prison.

Is this the urgent thing
you wanted to see me about?

Redhead!

You have cold feet, eh?

What difference does it make?

I just want to know.

Bartek is right.

Things are under control.

Her right hand is still a bit stiff,
but it's only a matter of time.

Hopefully.

But you had some news for us.

I met the prosecutor yesterday

and asked her a question or two.

She will demand
the maximum sentence.

- Fifteen years?
- Yes.

Tough luck.
But if that's the law...

- Your shoe is unfastened.
- I had no leaves for class.

- I put some on the table.
- Wrong kind.

You must pay the HSA fee.

- I've heard that three times.
- Yeah.

- You must pay.
- OK.

Just keep the teacher out of it.

- You want sneakers like theirs?
- No need, thanks.

Will these shoes do?

That one has sandals
and is happy.

Go join him.

I'll wait for Adrian.

- I'll be on the field.
- OK.

What's up, chief?

Beep! Beep!

- Why aren't you asleep?
- On purpose.

Why?

Cause I don't want to.

- Why not?
- I don't want to.

- What's the matter?
- I don't want to.

Thank you.

Any questions to the witness?

No further questions.

- The defending attorney?
- No.

The defendant?

Any motions?

Yes.

Your Honor.

I would like to retract
my earlier testimony.

Why?

Because I lied.

Please come up to the bar.

What can I do?

He took it all on himself.

She's coming out,
effective immediately.

What about Bartek?

He stands trial.

- I don't understand what you're saying.
- He stands trial.

I don't know understand
what you're saying.

Two years' suspended sentence,
if he's lucky.

Bartek!

Translated by Grażyna Bialik

Subtitles: Studio PRINTEL