Zmiennicy (1986–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Prasa szczególnej troski - full transcript
ALTERNATES
One life's not enough to handle
the abundance of the burden.
Episode VI
THE PRESS OF SPECIAL CONCERN
Who'll replace you for a while?
Lessen daily problems file?
A trustworthy alternate,
him and you, hand in hand.
World's spinning, time's flowing,
life's passing.
And the voice that keeps repeating:
Radio Taxi, please hold on.
We shall wait, we'll hang on,
we shall get to where we're told.
Frankly speaking,
everything's got its price.
If you're not equal to a task,
your alternate's the one to ask.
The right man that takes things easy
though spare part's often missing.
Dear faithful alternate's like
a spare wheel when you need it.
We know well those bends and junctions
we respect our memories.
Radio Taxi, hold on.
We will do with understanding
being also understood.
Our life's being reeled,
spinning like fast like a car's wheel.
Speed it up and scud along
your alternate'll keep the pace.
Spinning round the serpentines,
moving on or underground.
Radio Taxi please hold on.
We shall wait.
There has to be something... There
has to be something round the bend.
Nothing extra from
that damned penny-pincher.
He promised extra money
if the spectacle is on the air.
- It wasn't his fault it was off.
- Anyway, it was a real safari.
- You probably broke a record.
- Don't you try to do the same.
Here we are.
Let's go to your place. Too late
for me to go home. It's my shift now.
I had some sleep, I'm in good shape.
It's all right with me.
- This place looks all right.
- Not mine, unfortunately.
Where do you live?
Which are your windows?
On the other side.
- Well, bye then.
- Thanks.
See you tomorrow.
Lemme go, lemme go, you bastard.
I feel sick when I see a pervert.
Ah, there you are at last.
- I told you it was her place.
- You did, I heard it myself.
- You said she'd wear a green hat.
- The one in green hat is behind me.
You see, Oltarzewska learned
that cut-price meat will be sold.
- Two kilos per head and no coupons!
- It means it's smelly?
Don't talk nonsense.
She knows what she's doing.
She keeps the meat in sour milk
first and then in vinegar.
In two weeks you get a roast
as good as the one for coupons.
- I won't touch it.
- Really.
What do you think
you ate yesterday?
My father was the first
professional driver in the family.
He worked for a man who had
several cars made by Ford factory.
Once he was waiting in front of
an elegant restaurant in Wilanow.
It was in 1913, on 12th September.
Three officers came out
and they all were quite screwed.
Seeing an automobile they started
arguing if it or a horse was better.
Anyway, they made a 1000 rubles bet
and the finish was in Saski Square.
They decided the automobile should
go backwards to give a horse a chance.
My old man was uneasy
as he'd hardly ever driven backwards,
but it was a challenge he was
too proud as a Pole to throw down.
So he put the vehicle into
the reverse gear and he was off.
The officer galloped on his horse
and others were in the car.
The fumes were as black as pitch.
They couldn't see a thing
ahead of them.
The baron stuck his head out
and steered the car like a captain.
He gave orders to turn left or right
but they got into pot-holes anyway.
They ran into a goat
that was grazing on the side.
In one street they lost a tire
but made it by a neck.
The baron was as happy as a king
but Father sat with his head down.
The officer called him a Negro
as they were all blackened.
Father said the gear box and springs
were broken and they lost a tire.
The owner would fire him. The baron
asked how much the automobile cost.
It cost one thousand rubles. Baron
gave him the money he won
and told him not to say a word
so they'd think the car was better.
Father bought the car out,
repaired it and drove till the war.
- Why don't you drive your own taxi?
- Too early for conclusions now.
Listen what happened next.
Sixty years later some high
officials negotiated credits
with a British banker in Wilanow.
He had second thoughts.
What guarantee could they give
they'd pay off the money in time?
They guaranteed that a Pole could
do anything one way or another.
The Englishman asked if they meant
any Pole and they said they did.
He walked up to a taxi rank
and spoke to me. I was at the head.
They translated his words. He asked
me to drive the way British do.
- Which means?
- Along the left lane.
The officials went white as they
thought the credit was lost.
I thought of my father. They got
in and I drove down the left lane.
The officials cheered up.
They said we'd build another
Poland with people like me.
I didn't go far,
just about one kilometer.
I was stopped by the road patrol.
I said forward gears were broken,
so I had to drive backwards,
with brother delegates inside.
- It was no use.
- No use?
They cleared off with the banker
and I was heavily fined.
The clutch and the gear box
went to pieces and so did the shaft.
I know the end of the story.
The banker granted us a loan.
He was probably a sucker.
It fell on the right person.
- What about you?
- The taxi was fixed for nix.
I wonder if such taxis
would catch on in Warsaw?
- Maybe?
- Are you free? Free?
- Go to the airport.
- No, no, to Chinatown.
You see, there are
a few things I must...
- But...
- ...buy for the family.
A figure of Buddha,
or an elephant or a fan.
I'll go and look with you.
I might give you some advice.
- I'll go with you.
- No, look after our gear.
- Nothing will happen to it.
- I'll go by myself.
Sensitive to light.
Do not open.
Wojtek, when is a meal
served on the plane?
Fifteen minutes after
the takeoff. You'll survive.
You unfasten your belts
and you can start eating.
Ladies and gentlemen, unfasten
your belts and leave the plane.
Ladies and gentlemen, the back
exit is temporarily closed.
Use the emergency exit, please.
Don't be afraid, stay calm, please.
These are my sausages.
A sacred cow.
We inform the passengers
for Warsaw,
that the office in charge
of Engineer Troops suggests
the flight to Warsaw
should be put off till tomorrow.
We are sorry.
See you tomorrow,
at 10 a.m. on board the plane.
Damn, I'll be done for if they
start rummaging through my gear.
I see, the elephants...
The film might be overexposed.
I understand.
Damn the film, I'll tell you
about it one day.
Is Crocodile Man there?
Mr. Tavi? I'm glad.
I'm calling from the airport.
No flight today.
Yes, good. I have to ring off,
because I'm being watched.
They've searched everybody's luggage.
I risked my life rescuing the staff.
Good thing I had it with me.
The flight's called off.
Somebody planted a bomb
in the luggage compartment.
Cool down. None of
our people did it.
Who'd want to waste the staff
worth a million dollars, you silly.
I think, since we have some time,
we could repack it.
Our countrymen, seeing such a lot
of meat, made strange remarks.
Who knows, maybe next time
they want to check?
Nobody's interested
in the regular staff,
and in Warsaw it won't
surprise anybody.
Everybody brings sausages,
you idiot.
Don't change the subject.
You mentioned Crocodile Man?
No, I mean yes,
because I was being watched.
So I said so to mislead them.
Oh, aren't these mugs cute?
I like them better than snakes.
Though snakes are easier
to make friends with.
About our deal. What if
there are difficulties in Warsaw?
Here's credit card in my name.
But it's your worry.
No foul moves. Just deliver
the staff to the right address.
- Take it with you.
- Oh, no.
If they find it on me
I'll be locked up for good.
It's a gas pistol. I use it
when crocs get unruly, with care.
It's legal. You declare it
so they think you must be clean.
After all you get a lot of dough
for nothing.
- Boss, are you free?
- Yes, where to?
- Can we take that lady?
- Yes.
It's suicidal to sit by the driver.
Sorry, I didn't mean it.
- Where to, madam?
- I need to go to Praga.
That's bad, because we're
going in the opposite direction.
Please, stop. I'm the kind of man
who suffers seeing a woman cry.
Driver, take me to my place first
and I'll pay. Then take the lady.
- Thank you.
- Tough luck, my loss.
Women are sensitive
and men have got a thick skin.
They only have one thing on mind
and once they get it, well...
Let's say, a guy meets
a girl and then...
he piles it on thick, then he
invites her to his flat
to listen to records or drink
tea and then takes advantage of her.
Then he dumps her without a word
and the party's over.
All guys are beasts.
Women are gentle sort
and they rely on feelings.
- You feel better now?
- Yes.
It's a shame to ruin
your life over a scoundrel.
- You know how to deal with it.
- Not really.
I'm just saying men are swines.
My change, please.
- You're not going?
- No.
If you could see how stupid
the driver looked.
Now we'll make good tea
and listen to records.
The latest issue of "The Matters".
Straight from the printers.
- One hundred copies?
- Sold under the counter.
Jola, I'm not to be
disturbed. I'm not here.
- Was the newsagent surprised?
- Not at all, he was in heaven.
He will be awarded for propagating
the press of special concern.
- Did he say anything else?
- He said he'd started reading it.
He got so interested
that now he keeps reading.
He can't take his eyes off it.
He says there's an article about
the Zionist smuggling scandal.
That fellow, Otreba, is a scallywag.
A smuggling scandal?
What was he hinting at?
- Nothing. He spoke honestly.
- All right, do it up.
- Anything else?
- A bookbinder cut the holes.
I've run all the errands
and here I am.
It's getting late,
go to the shipment office.
Jola, I've brought some
mushrooms. You can dry them.
Oh, I thought I wouldn't see you
and I'd send it in an ordinary way.
You see, the transport of
our goods get the priority.
Do you know what the exchange
of ideas is? It's on the table.
- See you, Mietek.
- In a week, be on time.
- Hi. Gienek, the same as usual.
- Eight kilos and thirty decagrams.
Six rolls and a glass.
- A glass.
- Bye.
Six rolls and a glass
week after week.
He brings new copies
nobody ever read.
- It must cost a fortune.
- Obligatory subscriptions at work.
He does his colleagues a favor.
- Distribute it, as usual.
- I understand, sir.
Warsaw? The "Ogniwo" Club?
I'd like to speak to the chairman.
Mr. Kuse?
It's Gonschorek, Automobile Club.
I've just received honorary
diplomas for our rally drivers.
We are very happy about the success.
Another thing. One of our drivers
will come to your club tomorrow.
He'll bring a token of
friendship for your boys.
Ten kilos of black-market
sausages.
Of course, I understand.
Mr. Klusek. Will you be
at home this evening?
It's my evening off.
I see. Amorous maneuvers?
Attention, present arms.
Make sure you don't fall down.
Warts come off if you put
your hand into hydrochloric acid.
It must be concentrated,
otherwise it won't help.
Everything's all right.
"The Matters" got there.
- They'll send us something tomorrow.
- Mushrooms?
- Something made of meat.
- Everything's tip-top.
I must celebrate
my run of good luck.
- Sir, I'm free till ten, right?
- Till eleven.
Good afternoon. We'd like to buy
a washing machine, a fridge, a hoover.
Of special credits for young couples.
Your papers, please. Your marriage
and birth certificates, coupons, IDs.
What about a sewing machine? Polish.
We'd better take the Singer brand,
it's better.
We may have problems
with spare parts.
Actually, everything's in order,
but you're thirty five tomorrow.
Yes, so what?
You'll be middle-aged,
not a young couple.
There are no credits
for middle-aged couples.
You can sell us
everything today.
The only thing we have in stock
is an expresso coffee maker.
In this case we'll go
to department stores.
God bless newlyweds.
Let's take a taxi, there's no time.
I told you we got married too late.
Let's go to Central
Department Stores first,
if there is nothing there,
we'll go to Wola
and if we find nothing there,
we'll go to Praga and Zoliborz.
Let the driver decide where
to go so we don't drive up and down.
We'll go to Wola at the end.
The best choice is in Praga,
all the storehouses are there.
It's the east side, anyway.
I'm not here to think
but to drive.
Goods go to Zoliborz first to keep
the steel plant workers happy.
Will we manage to check all shops
with household appliances today?
There are ten shops in Warsaw
and half of them are under repair.
We'll manage.
Let's get back and buy
the coffee maker.
Are you mad? What for? We won't
give parties for fifty people.
- Well, the credit expires tomorrow.
- It's your fault.
Look, such a machine is
a good investment.
We'll pay it off for years.
In a few years you won't buy
a box of matches with this money.
Any owner of a private coffee
shop will be happy to buy it.
And he'll pay double.
We'll sell it and buy what we need
from dealers in the Marymont market.
Don't blame me if anything
goes wrong.
Let's go back to the place
where we started.
Closed until further notice
due to the expected delivery.
It's not a truck. There
isn't enough room.
Have mercy. It's started raining.
It's fragile equipment.
We'll squeeze it in at the back
and my wife will take a tram.
- Load it in.
- You promised to worship me.
Give us a hand, anyway.
- What good fortune, here's my tram.
- Very well.
I beg you, remember about
the potholes near our block.
You'll probably get there first.
Bye, dear.
What a nice yard you have.
- Careful.
- It got stuck when the car jolted.
Push the seat forward.
Quick, man.
Goodness, my seat.
Damn it, you damaged my machine.
Can it be repaired under guarantee?
You can't be certain and it won't
be the same.
Mechanical damages are not
under guarantee.
- Don't you know about it?
- It's your fault.
I told you to drive carefully.
Unfortunately, the thread is broken.
The tram started burning
and I had to take a taxi.
- What did you say?
- The tram caught fire. I took taxi.
How much is it going to cost?
The new cover costs four thousand,
but in fact there are agreed prices.
- We can do without lunches this month.
- Perhaps we can have breakfasts only?
I read that Aborigines eat once
a day and are the healthiest people.
Look, there's no hurry.
We can make a deal. We'll square
the account when you sell it.
I really don't know
how to thank you.
You see how well off
taxi drivers are?
We couldn't possibly afford
such a gesture.
Stand easy.
Permission to smoke.
- Polish girls are the best.
- Sure.
Gerbera Avenue 15, please.
- How much?
- 350.
Very well.
My wallet,
papers, a golden pen.
She robbed me.
Wait, I'll get the money
right away.
No such trick.
- Leave something as a deposit.
- I've got nothing, she robbed me.
- A watch.
- Very well.
My Japanese watch,
with a stopwatch and an alarm.
There was a calculator.
A digital one.
- What?s going on?
- The passenger tries to make away.
Don't insinuate.
I'm a chairman
of a very important club.
- Your papers, please.
- But of course.
Well, I don't have them
at the moment, I've been robbed.
Sir, do something. Who's
going to pay the fare?
Your papers, please.
It had a light, so I could see it
when I couldn't see.
What a watch.
- Your papers, please.
- Here you are.
- Katarzyna Piorecka.
- Where.
- You have no moustache in the photo.
- I have a moustache.
We'll have to go
to the police station.
- You, too.
- But sir...
Women drivers are frequently
molested by male passengers.
The Town Council issued
a regulation,
which allows drivers to have
a camouflage from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m.
Do you know I have to account for
each moustache every month?
That's right. This matter was
brought up during the training.
- What do we do?
- He should leave his suit.
- He'll be right back.
- With some valid identity paper.
Oh, it's you.
- You were out of luck, Mr. Klusek?
- You're mistaken, Mr. Solec.
I always go jogging at dawn.
I've just finished.
Great. I'll be glad to have company.
We'll go jogging together from now on.
Some other time, perhaps.
There's an excellent
fitness trail nearby.
First he must go upstairs
for a moment.
- He must produce some ID.
- I always have it on me.
I'm constantly suspected
of a burglary or caught red-handed.
At any rate, I can prove
Mr. Klusek's identity.
- Your ID, please.
- Mine?
But of course.
You've got the right.
Don't turn on the meter.
Take our chief book-keeper and me
to the gardening center in Zoliborz.
- What about the bill?
- You'll settle it somehow.
- The alternate driver won't find me.
- He'll wait.
You see, I have an appointment...
I can see very well. you'd better
pray I don't see too much.
I sometimes wonder how come
you know everything.
- Where to buy wire net?
- Yes, even that.
Have you ever thought
who the personnel officer is?
It's a man who may be an idiot,
a layabout or a soak,
but he must know everything
about everybody.
For example, there was a driver
who worked for our company.
His name was Walendziak,
though the name doesn't matter,
whose permit to live
in Warsaw was fake.
It worked for some time
but I found out and fired the cheat.
- And what then?
- Walendziak won't ever get a job.
- You're ambitious.
- I call it a hobby.
I won't let any driver trick me.
Not so loudly, Mr. Lukasik.
The driver can hear us.
So what? He should know.
- Why are you so upset, pal?
- Nothing.
Lukasik dropped hints
which were meant for me.
Don't you know people like him.
These are their old methods.
Don't be a sissy.
Some dope left it.
- Take it to the office.
- Leave it, it's mine.
- Are you going to wear it?
- Of course not, it's for my mother.
You see, I was lucky I could buy
exactly the same hat she'd lost.
It's important for her. She made
a deal with her neighbor.
In a queue she keeps a place
for a woman in a yellow hat.
If my mother comes first, she keeps
a place for a woman in a green hat.
I see, the system bricklayers
used. They worked in twos.
- There are yours, too?
- Leave it. It's to lure girls.
- How come?
- Just like that.
They're all good quality.
Foreign. Any girl will jump at it.
- You spend so much dough on girls?
- It's nothing.
I leave it on the back seat. A babe
comes and I tell her to have a look.
She puts her head in and I wind up
a window. She gets stuck. She's mine.
You must be crazy
to play such games.
- For fun.
- You'd get ten years in jail for fun.
Do you know better methods?
I use psychology. What does it mean
if a fellow gets in a taxi alone?
He hurries to work because he got
blind drunk last night or he's drunk.
- And a girl?
- I don't know.
She either goes to see a guy
or she's just quarreled with him.
In fact there are only two cases.
You know what's up after a while.
If she's quarreled you tell her
all men are bastards and drunks
and women are such gentle
and affectionate creatures.
You feed her a line
and she's yours.
- Does it often happen to you?
- Once every shift, sometimes more.
Good luck.
One life's not enough to handle
the abundance of the burden.
Episode VI
THE PRESS OF SPECIAL CONCERN
Who'll replace you for a while?
Lessen daily problems file?
A trustworthy alternate,
him and you, hand in hand.
World's spinning, time's flowing,
life's passing.
And the voice that keeps repeating:
Radio Taxi, please hold on.
We shall wait, we'll hang on,
we shall get to where we're told.
Frankly speaking,
everything's got its price.
If you're not equal to a task,
your alternate's the one to ask.
The right man that takes things easy
though spare part's often missing.
Dear faithful alternate's like
a spare wheel when you need it.
We know well those bends and junctions
we respect our memories.
Radio Taxi, hold on.
We will do with understanding
being also understood.
Our life's being reeled,
spinning like fast like a car's wheel.
Speed it up and scud along
your alternate'll keep the pace.
Spinning round the serpentines,
moving on or underground.
Radio Taxi please hold on.
We shall wait.
There has to be something... There
has to be something round the bend.
Nothing extra from
that damned penny-pincher.
He promised extra money
if the spectacle is on the air.
- It wasn't his fault it was off.
- Anyway, it was a real safari.
- You probably broke a record.
- Don't you try to do the same.
Here we are.
Let's go to your place. Too late
for me to go home. It's my shift now.
I had some sleep, I'm in good shape.
It's all right with me.
- This place looks all right.
- Not mine, unfortunately.
Where do you live?
Which are your windows?
On the other side.
- Well, bye then.
- Thanks.
See you tomorrow.
Lemme go, lemme go, you bastard.
I feel sick when I see a pervert.
Ah, there you are at last.
- I told you it was her place.
- You did, I heard it myself.
- You said she'd wear a green hat.
- The one in green hat is behind me.
You see, Oltarzewska learned
that cut-price meat will be sold.
- Two kilos per head and no coupons!
- It means it's smelly?
Don't talk nonsense.
She knows what she's doing.
She keeps the meat in sour milk
first and then in vinegar.
In two weeks you get a roast
as good as the one for coupons.
- I won't touch it.
- Really.
What do you think
you ate yesterday?
My father was the first
professional driver in the family.
He worked for a man who had
several cars made by Ford factory.
Once he was waiting in front of
an elegant restaurant in Wilanow.
It was in 1913, on 12th September.
Three officers came out
and they all were quite screwed.
Seeing an automobile they started
arguing if it or a horse was better.
Anyway, they made a 1000 rubles bet
and the finish was in Saski Square.
They decided the automobile should
go backwards to give a horse a chance.
My old man was uneasy
as he'd hardly ever driven backwards,
but it was a challenge he was
too proud as a Pole to throw down.
So he put the vehicle into
the reverse gear and he was off.
The officer galloped on his horse
and others were in the car.
The fumes were as black as pitch.
They couldn't see a thing
ahead of them.
The baron stuck his head out
and steered the car like a captain.
He gave orders to turn left or right
but they got into pot-holes anyway.
They ran into a goat
that was grazing on the side.
In one street they lost a tire
but made it by a neck.
The baron was as happy as a king
but Father sat with his head down.
The officer called him a Negro
as they were all blackened.
Father said the gear box and springs
were broken and they lost a tire.
The owner would fire him. The baron
asked how much the automobile cost.
It cost one thousand rubles. Baron
gave him the money he won
and told him not to say a word
so they'd think the car was better.
Father bought the car out,
repaired it and drove till the war.
- Why don't you drive your own taxi?
- Too early for conclusions now.
Listen what happened next.
Sixty years later some high
officials negotiated credits
with a British banker in Wilanow.
He had second thoughts.
What guarantee could they give
they'd pay off the money in time?
They guaranteed that a Pole could
do anything one way or another.
The Englishman asked if they meant
any Pole and they said they did.
He walked up to a taxi rank
and spoke to me. I was at the head.
They translated his words. He asked
me to drive the way British do.
- Which means?
- Along the left lane.
The officials went white as they
thought the credit was lost.
I thought of my father. They got
in and I drove down the left lane.
The officials cheered up.
They said we'd build another
Poland with people like me.
I didn't go far,
just about one kilometer.
I was stopped by the road patrol.
I said forward gears were broken,
so I had to drive backwards,
with brother delegates inside.
- It was no use.
- No use?
They cleared off with the banker
and I was heavily fined.
The clutch and the gear box
went to pieces and so did the shaft.
I know the end of the story.
The banker granted us a loan.
He was probably a sucker.
It fell on the right person.
- What about you?
- The taxi was fixed for nix.
I wonder if such taxis
would catch on in Warsaw?
- Maybe?
- Are you free? Free?
- Go to the airport.
- No, no, to Chinatown.
You see, there are
a few things I must...
- But...
- ...buy for the family.
A figure of Buddha,
or an elephant or a fan.
I'll go and look with you.
I might give you some advice.
- I'll go with you.
- No, look after our gear.
- Nothing will happen to it.
- I'll go by myself.
Sensitive to light.
Do not open.
Wojtek, when is a meal
served on the plane?
Fifteen minutes after
the takeoff. You'll survive.
You unfasten your belts
and you can start eating.
Ladies and gentlemen, unfasten
your belts and leave the plane.
Ladies and gentlemen, the back
exit is temporarily closed.
Use the emergency exit, please.
Don't be afraid, stay calm, please.
These are my sausages.
A sacred cow.
We inform the passengers
for Warsaw,
that the office in charge
of Engineer Troops suggests
the flight to Warsaw
should be put off till tomorrow.
We are sorry.
See you tomorrow,
at 10 a.m. on board the plane.
Damn, I'll be done for if they
start rummaging through my gear.
I see, the elephants...
The film might be overexposed.
I understand.
Damn the film, I'll tell you
about it one day.
Is Crocodile Man there?
Mr. Tavi? I'm glad.
I'm calling from the airport.
No flight today.
Yes, good. I have to ring off,
because I'm being watched.
They've searched everybody's luggage.
I risked my life rescuing the staff.
Good thing I had it with me.
The flight's called off.
Somebody planted a bomb
in the luggage compartment.
Cool down. None of
our people did it.
Who'd want to waste the staff
worth a million dollars, you silly.
I think, since we have some time,
we could repack it.
Our countrymen, seeing such a lot
of meat, made strange remarks.
Who knows, maybe next time
they want to check?
Nobody's interested
in the regular staff,
and in Warsaw it won't
surprise anybody.
Everybody brings sausages,
you idiot.
Don't change the subject.
You mentioned Crocodile Man?
No, I mean yes,
because I was being watched.
So I said so to mislead them.
Oh, aren't these mugs cute?
I like them better than snakes.
Though snakes are easier
to make friends with.
About our deal. What if
there are difficulties in Warsaw?
Here's credit card in my name.
But it's your worry.
No foul moves. Just deliver
the staff to the right address.
- Take it with you.
- Oh, no.
If they find it on me
I'll be locked up for good.
It's a gas pistol. I use it
when crocs get unruly, with care.
It's legal. You declare it
so they think you must be clean.
After all you get a lot of dough
for nothing.
- Boss, are you free?
- Yes, where to?
- Can we take that lady?
- Yes.
It's suicidal to sit by the driver.
Sorry, I didn't mean it.
- Where to, madam?
- I need to go to Praga.
That's bad, because we're
going in the opposite direction.
Please, stop. I'm the kind of man
who suffers seeing a woman cry.
Driver, take me to my place first
and I'll pay. Then take the lady.
- Thank you.
- Tough luck, my loss.
Women are sensitive
and men have got a thick skin.
They only have one thing on mind
and once they get it, well...
Let's say, a guy meets
a girl and then...
he piles it on thick, then he
invites her to his flat
to listen to records or drink
tea and then takes advantage of her.
Then he dumps her without a word
and the party's over.
All guys are beasts.
Women are gentle sort
and they rely on feelings.
- You feel better now?
- Yes.
It's a shame to ruin
your life over a scoundrel.
- You know how to deal with it.
- Not really.
I'm just saying men are swines.
My change, please.
- You're not going?
- No.
If you could see how stupid
the driver looked.
Now we'll make good tea
and listen to records.
The latest issue of "The Matters".
Straight from the printers.
- One hundred copies?
- Sold under the counter.
Jola, I'm not to be
disturbed. I'm not here.
- Was the newsagent surprised?
- Not at all, he was in heaven.
He will be awarded for propagating
the press of special concern.
- Did he say anything else?
- He said he'd started reading it.
He got so interested
that now he keeps reading.
He can't take his eyes off it.
He says there's an article about
the Zionist smuggling scandal.
That fellow, Otreba, is a scallywag.
A smuggling scandal?
What was he hinting at?
- Nothing. He spoke honestly.
- All right, do it up.
- Anything else?
- A bookbinder cut the holes.
I've run all the errands
and here I am.
It's getting late,
go to the shipment office.
Jola, I've brought some
mushrooms. You can dry them.
Oh, I thought I wouldn't see you
and I'd send it in an ordinary way.
You see, the transport of
our goods get the priority.
Do you know what the exchange
of ideas is? It's on the table.
- See you, Mietek.
- In a week, be on time.
- Hi. Gienek, the same as usual.
- Eight kilos and thirty decagrams.
Six rolls and a glass.
- A glass.
- Bye.
Six rolls and a glass
week after week.
He brings new copies
nobody ever read.
- It must cost a fortune.
- Obligatory subscriptions at work.
He does his colleagues a favor.
- Distribute it, as usual.
- I understand, sir.
Warsaw? The "Ogniwo" Club?
I'd like to speak to the chairman.
Mr. Kuse?
It's Gonschorek, Automobile Club.
I've just received honorary
diplomas for our rally drivers.
We are very happy about the success.
Another thing. One of our drivers
will come to your club tomorrow.
He'll bring a token of
friendship for your boys.
Ten kilos of black-market
sausages.
Of course, I understand.
Mr. Klusek. Will you be
at home this evening?
It's my evening off.
I see. Amorous maneuvers?
Attention, present arms.
Make sure you don't fall down.
Warts come off if you put
your hand into hydrochloric acid.
It must be concentrated,
otherwise it won't help.
Everything's all right.
"The Matters" got there.
- They'll send us something tomorrow.
- Mushrooms?
- Something made of meat.
- Everything's tip-top.
I must celebrate
my run of good luck.
- Sir, I'm free till ten, right?
- Till eleven.
Good afternoon. We'd like to buy
a washing machine, a fridge, a hoover.
Of special credits for young couples.
Your papers, please. Your marriage
and birth certificates, coupons, IDs.
What about a sewing machine? Polish.
We'd better take the Singer brand,
it's better.
We may have problems
with spare parts.
Actually, everything's in order,
but you're thirty five tomorrow.
Yes, so what?
You'll be middle-aged,
not a young couple.
There are no credits
for middle-aged couples.
You can sell us
everything today.
The only thing we have in stock
is an expresso coffee maker.
In this case we'll go
to department stores.
God bless newlyweds.
Let's take a taxi, there's no time.
I told you we got married too late.
Let's go to Central
Department Stores first,
if there is nothing there,
we'll go to Wola
and if we find nothing there,
we'll go to Praga and Zoliborz.
Let the driver decide where
to go so we don't drive up and down.
We'll go to Wola at the end.
The best choice is in Praga,
all the storehouses are there.
It's the east side, anyway.
I'm not here to think
but to drive.
Goods go to Zoliborz first to keep
the steel plant workers happy.
Will we manage to check all shops
with household appliances today?
There are ten shops in Warsaw
and half of them are under repair.
We'll manage.
Let's get back and buy
the coffee maker.
Are you mad? What for? We won't
give parties for fifty people.
- Well, the credit expires tomorrow.
- It's your fault.
Look, such a machine is
a good investment.
We'll pay it off for years.
In a few years you won't buy
a box of matches with this money.
Any owner of a private coffee
shop will be happy to buy it.
And he'll pay double.
We'll sell it and buy what we need
from dealers in the Marymont market.
Don't blame me if anything
goes wrong.
Let's go back to the place
where we started.
Closed until further notice
due to the expected delivery.
It's not a truck. There
isn't enough room.
Have mercy. It's started raining.
It's fragile equipment.
We'll squeeze it in at the back
and my wife will take a tram.
- Load it in.
- You promised to worship me.
Give us a hand, anyway.
- What good fortune, here's my tram.
- Very well.
I beg you, remember about
the potholes near our block.
You'll probably get there first.
Bye, dear.
What a nice yard you have.
- Careful.
- It got stuck when the car jolted.
Push the seat forward.
Quick, man.
Goodness, my seat.
Damn it, you damaged my machine.
Can it be repaired under guarantee?
You can't be certain and it won't
be the same.
Mechanical damages are not
under guarantee.
- Don't you know about it?
- It's your fault.
I told you to drive carefully.
Unfortunately, the thread is broken.
The tram started burning
and I had to take a taxi.
- What did you say?
- The tram caught fire. I took taxi.
How much is it going to cost?
The new cover costs four thousand,
but in fact there are agreed prices.
- We can do without lunches this month.
- Perhaps we can have breakfasts only?
I read that Aborigines eat once
a day and are the healthiest people.
Look, there's no hurry.
We can make a deal. We'll square
the account when you sell it.
I really don't know
how to thank you.
You see how well off
taxi drivers are?
We couldn't possibly afford
such a gesture.
Stand easy.
Permission to smoke.
- Polish girls are the best.
- Sure.
Gerbera Avenue 15, please.
- How much?
- 350.
Very well.
My wallet,
papers, a golden pen.
She robbed me.
Wait, I'll get the money
right away.
No such trick.
- Leave something as a deposit.
- I've got nothing, she robbed me.
- A watch.
- Very well.
My Japanese watch,
with a stopwatch and an alarm.
There was a calculator.
A digital one.
- What?s going on?
- The passenger tries to make away.
Don't insinuate.
I'm a chairman
of a very important club.
- Your papers, please.
- But of course.
Well, I don't have them
at the moment, I've been robbed.
Sir, do something. Who's
going to pay the fare?
Your papers, please.
It had a light, so I could see it
when I couldn't see.
What a watch.
- Your papers, please.
- Here you are.
- Katarzyna Piorecka.
- Where.
- You have no moustache in the photo.
- I have a moustache.
We'll have to go
to the police station.
- You, too.
- But sir...
Women drivers are frequently
molested by male passengers.
The Town Council issued
a regulation,
which allows drivers to have
a camouflage from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m.
Do you know I have to account for
each moustache every month?
That's right. This matter was
brought up during the training.
- What do we do?
- He should leave his suit.
- He'll be right back.
- With some valid identity paper.
Oh, it's you.
- You were out of luck, Mr. Klusek?
- You're mistaken, Mr. Solec.
I always go jogging at dawn.
I've just finished.
Great. I'll be glad to have company.
We'll go jogging together from now on.
Some other time, perhaps.
There's an excellent
fitness trail nearby.
First he must go upstairs
for a moment.
- He must produce some ID.
- I always have it on me.
I'm constantly suspected
of a burglary or caught red-handed.
At any rate, I can prove
Mr. Klusek's identity.
- Your ID, please.
- Mine?
But of course.
You've got the right.
Don't turn on the meter.
Take our chief book-keeper and me
to the gardening center in Zoliborz.
- What about the bill?
- You'll settle it somehow.
- The alternate driver won't find me.
- He'll wait.
You see, I have an appointment...
I can see very well. you'd better
pray I don't see too much.
I sometimes wonder how come
you know everything.
- Where to buy wire net?
- Yes, even that.
Have you ever thought
who the personnel officer is?
It's a man who may be an idiot,
a layabout or a soak,
but he must know everything
about everybody.
For example, there was a driver
who worked for our company.
His name was Walendziak,
though the name doesn't matter,
whose permit to live
in Warsaw was fake.
It worked for some time
but I found out and fired the cheat.
- And what then?
- Walendziak won't ever get a job.
- You're ambitious.
- I call it a hobby.
I won't let any driver trick me.
Not so loudly, Mr. Lukasik.
The driver can hear us.
So what? He should know.
- Why are you so upset, pal?
- Nothing.
Lukasik dropped hints
which were meant for me.
Don't you know people like him.
These are their old methods.
Don't be a sissy.
Some dope left it.
- Take it to the office.
- Leave it, it's mine.
- Are you going to wear it?
- Of course not, it's for my mother.
You see, I was lucky I could buy
exactly the same hat she'd lost.
It's important for her. She made
a deal with her neighbor.
In a queue she keeps a place
for a woman in a yellow hat.
If my mother comes first, she keeps
a place for a woman in a green hat.
I see, the system bricklayers
used. They worked in twos.
- There are yours, too?
- Leave it. It's to lure girls.
- How come?
- Just like that.
They're all good quality.
Foreign. Any girl will jump at it.
- You spend so much dough on girls?
- It's nothing.
I leave it on the back seat. A babe
comes and I tell her to have a look.
She puts her head in and I wind up
a window. She gets stuck. She's mine.
You must be crazy
to play such games.
- For fun.
- You'd get ten years in jail for fun.
Do you know better methods?
I use psychology. What does it mean
if a fellow gets in a taxi alone?
He hurries to work because he got
blind drunk last night or he's drunk.
- And a girl?
- I don't know.
She either goes to see a guy
or she's just quarreled with him.
In fact there are only two cases.
You know what's up after a while.
If she's quarreled you tell her
all men are bastards and drunks
and women are such gentle
and affectionate creatures.
You feed her a line
and she's yours.
- Does it often happen to you?
- Once every shift, sometimes more.
Good luck.