[dramatic music playing]
HOUND'S HILL
[chuckling]
Paleface! [chuckles]
[Mikołaj] Why is he so happy?
[Daria] I think he likes you.
He feels safe around you.
-[Mikołaj] You think? -[Daria] Mm-hmm.
[Mikołaj] And you?
What about me?
Do you feel safe with me?
Will you defend me?
From a boar? [chuckles]
Do you?
Do I what?
Like me?
[Mikołaj] Hey, Seba, watch out!
Mmm.
[Daria shrieks, chuckles]
Gizmo!
Seba!
[Gizmo] Fox!
[Daria] What do you see there, Sebastian?
They just keep coming to him.
Cats, dogs, foxes.
Maybe they feel he loves them. [chuckles]
Do you?
Do I what?
Love me?
[chuckles]
[laughs]
[Daria] Sebastian!
-[Mikołaj] Sebastian, let's go! -[Daria] Sebastian!
[mumbles] Pale!
-Paleface! -[Daria] Sebastian!
Paleface!
[Daria] Sebastian!
[dirt rustling]
SEBASTIAN MASŁOWSKI DIED AT 38
You are dust, and to dust you shall return.
May the Lord let you drink…
of the water of life.
Sebastian stopped suffering. He's in the Lord's house.
It's a terrible tragedy that has befallen all of us.
We don't understand it.
Only God understands it.
There is only one possible answer.
One saving grace.
Friendship.
And love.
That's where God is.
In the love that stands strong against evil.
[sighs] Sebastian.
Sebastian.
May you find eternal peace.
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
It's just so depressing.
[Mikołaj] It's not depressing. There's no word for it.
[Justyna] Who's that?
[Mikołaj] Jarecki. A friend from way back.
[pensive music playing]
My deepest condolences.
[Justyna] We're so very sorry. Our condolences.
[Mikołaj] I used to be Daria's friend a long time ago.
That's lovely. Lovely.
[Mikołaj] I saw Sebastian before he died.
You saw him.
And now he's dead.
What are you looking at?
Everyone knows everything.
[Mikołaj] I didn't do anything wrong.
[sighs]
Did you hear that, Mom?
That man didn't do anything wrong.
He just wrote a very popular book.
About us.
And about Sebastian.
And he didn't have the courtesy to ask us first.
They show up to a funeral in their pajamas and say how fucking sorry they are.
[in Polish] ♪ My sister Is lying in the grave ♪
♪ Do you know for sure? ♪
♪ And what is your sister doing? ♪
♪ Do you know for sure? ♪
♪ My sister is lying in the grave ♪
♪ I know that for sure ♪
♪ And what is your sister doing? ♪
♪ Do you know for sure? ♪
[woman] Whoo! Whoo!
[music, cheering continues faintly]
[music halts]
[pensive music playing]
[sighs]
URŁAŁCKIE FABLES
[birds chirping]
[cuckoos]
[man 1 in English] How beautiful.
[laughing]
[Kalt] Yeah.
Except that soon the Germans will come and buy everything.
[man 1 laughs]
Right.
Seriously, though.
It's also possible to put this land up for bid.
For now, we're building a hotel.
Okay.
Now, please show me how to do this
because I've only ever shot anything while playing video games with my son.
-Okay. -Brace it.
Eye to the scope.
Take a breath.
[man 1] I fucking got it.
[Kalt] Fire.
[gunshot]
[pathologist] Filip Bernat.
Sixty years old.
All teeth and fingernails were pulled out.
Hypothermia.
Extreme dehydration, sepsis.
Should I read everything?
Cause of death?
Sepsis. What else could it be?
May I?
-Come on, what are you… -[lighter clicks]
And those wounds?
His hands and legs were tied, but that's not how he died.
He got hit on the legs with a blunt instrument pretty hard.
But I think it was only so he'd fall down.
He had a bit of undigested meat in his stomach.
You said he was starved.
I said a bit. Just a spoonful or so.
But it was definitely raw.
I'll take this to the chief of police.
What's up?
You comfortable?
Bernat's land lease problem was solved on its own.
The lease was for life, you know.
What do the people think?
Why do you care what they think?
If I find out that it was your doing…
Oh yeah?
What will you do?
The lease may be available for negotiation,
may he rest in peace,
but I don't have the funds to start construction now anyway.
We have our own contributions.
And the government will chip in.
The Governor?
I'm working on it.
Wait, do you mean to tell me you…
that you have been handling my business on my behalf?
[Kalt] Yes.
I had a very productive meeting with the Governor.
Johann, we have to work within the law.
[Johann] Keep your chin up.
-Good times are coming. -[door opens, shuts]
[Agata] The funeral is in three days,
and Mrs. Bernat can't reach her son on the phone.
[Grzesiek] Had you heard from him?
[Mikołaj] I haven't seen him in 20 years.
Exactly.
They'll bury him, and everything will return to normal.
Nobody knows anything, nobody heard anything,
nobody fucking saw anything.
What is going on in this town is…
All the media should be talking about it.
But when you go on the Internet, it's just celebrities.
-Ronaldo scored or didn't score a goal. -[chuckles]
Unless it's a Tyson Fury fight.
Then it's the world's most important thing.
Dad thinks that only boxing can be called a sport.
Grzesiek, you're giving me a headache.
Yeah.
[scoffs] The entire country should know what those bastards are doing here.
[chuckles]
The entire world is not at your service.
What, you think Justyna will write you a story at the snap of your fingers?
Is anyone snapping?
Did you hear anyone snapping?
This case… [clears throat]
All of it…
I don't know. I'd have to stay here longer.
Look closer.
[Tomek] You can stay as long as you want.
Just because we're here, doesn't mean we'll perform
in this circus of yours.
One that nobody even understands.
[Tomek] Nobody's asking you to perform in anything.
Mikołaj.
I can decide this for myself, okay?
[Tomek] Nobody's asking you for anything.
[pensive music playing]
[Grzesiek] Yes, that's the truth.
[door slams shut]
[sighs]
[Tomek] Eat, children.
Your uncle got a bit agitated.
Excuse me.
[Tomek] Delicious soup.
[door opens, shuts]
[exhales]
[Justyna sighs]
[exhales]
Do you feel better?
No.
Let me show you something.
[engine turns over]
-Good morning. -[woman] Morning.
Good morning.
We've got Bernat's results.
I'll send you the report later.
[sighs] He was starved.
Frozen.
Whoever did this to him…
was an animal.
[cop sighs]
He had this in his stomach.
What is that?
That's meat.
Raw meat.
And?
We need to test it.
[scoffs] I don't have any probable cause.
-Seriously, no probable cause? -I have no probable cause.
He wasn't poisoned. He was starved. You just said it yourself, right?
Sweetheart. [sighs]
I have to account for every single cent too,
just like you do. Believe me.
[birds chirping]
[Justyna] So this is the famous Hound's Hill.
[Mikołaj] Yeah.
[inhales] Do you know why it's called that?
[sniffles]
Because they buried dead dogs here.
-My grandpa told me about it. -Yeah?
That's his house.
[chuckles softly]
Dad wanted to renovate it for me.
Can you imagine? On a cemetery.
[both chuckle]
We should burn this whole place down.
Maybe build something from the ground up.
[soft music playing]
-[soft music continues] -[inaudible]
[Justyna] It's not your fault.
What?
That he committed suicide.
That's not what this is about.
Really? [chuckles]
Because I thought it was.
Terrible things are happening here.
There were always terrible things happening here.
What now?
Let's go back to Warsaw. Now.
Soon.
I wanted to visit the mental hospital.
[chuckles softly]
So then we're staying put.
One day.
Two at most.
[Justyna exhales]
[pensive music playing]
[pensive music continues]
LIFE IS SHORT, BUT ITS ILLS MAKE IT SEEM LONG
[woman] Maybe your visit was some kind of trigger,
but he was suffering a lot.
He knew he had done something bad. That was the main reason.
Suffering.
Loneliness.
The antipsychotic meds he received had a side effect of depression.
Did anyone visit him?
Mmm, a priest.
Uh, the priest from Zybork.
Father Bernat?
Once a month for an hour.
He claimed he heard his confession.
I know it sounds weird, but I allowed those visits
because, afterwards, Masłowski felt better.
[Mikołaj] Is it possible that he read my book?
[woman] Impossible.
[Mikołaj] But he knew how many pages it had.
[woman] As I mentioned, he was catatonic.
People like that don't read.
But let me tell you something.
What he did to his sister didn't fit his profile at all.
It seemed like for that one night, he became someone else.
Why?
It might have been a sudden fit of mania, drugs.
Psychiatry is full of these cases. Even among sane people.
Let it go.
You wrote an excellent book. Leave it at that.
Don't look any further.
Trust me.
[pensive music playing]
[Daria] You'll be walking around now to make sure.
Maybe you remembered it wrong.
Do you want to know, Paleface?
[goat bleats]
[horn honks]
[Justyna] Who lives here?
[Tomek] People no one cares about.
-Poor people. -[dog barks]
They used to work in a paper factory close by.
The plant went bankrupt, and they were left here.
Bernat had the lease on the land, but the buildings belong to the city.
[parking brake clicks]
It's beautiful here.
Yes, it is.
The perfect place to build a luxury hotel.
[dogs continue barking in the distance]
[classical music playing faintly]
[Elka] Fresh from the oven!
Here you go.
-[Elka] Please have some bread. -[Tomek] Here.
[sniffs]
-[Tomek] Here you go. -Thanks. That's very kind of you.
Come on, Mrs. Bogocka, what are you thanking me for?
A couple pieces of bread?
Here you go, ma'am.
-[Elka] Who wants some? -Anyone else?
You, ma'am.
Sir?
-Ms. Genowefa. -[Elka] Here you go.
[Tomek] Come here, everyone. We've got plenty of bread left.
-[Elka] Come here. -[Tomek] You can freeze it.
-[Elka] More? -Give it to your mom.
-Here, take some more. Here you go. -[Elka] Here you go.
[Tomek] One more.
Listen, we've also got onions, noodles,
-Potatoes, flour. -[Elka] That's right.
-[Tomek] We'll give it out in a moment. -[Elka] Coming right up.
-Don't worry. -[Tomek] We've got you covered.
And we have sushi. Sushi!
[classical music continues faintly]
[doorbell rings]
[Father Bernat] Just a moment!
One minute.
[door unlocking]
[Mikołaj] Can I talk to you for a minute, Father?
Um, sure. Come in, please.
"Great book."
"Page-turner."
"But maybe you could write about what really happened."
"And then you'll end up in a mental hospital."
"Sebastian."
And what did really happen?
The psychiatrist said he wasn't capable of writing that.
Certainly not.
Whoever wrote this message to you…
what a pitiful sense of humor.
I visited every patient from my parish.
Every prisoner.
Did he say anything? How lucid was he?
He wasn't, really.
Um…
Snippets here and there, but without any context.
Did you read him anything?
Just the Bible. The edition for children, so he could understand.
Oh, and books about animals.
He loved animals.
How about my book?
[phone ringing]
Excuse me.
[phone continues ringing]
God bless.
["On the Road Again" by Willie Nelson playing]
♪ I just can't wait To get on the road again ♪
♪ The life I love Is making music with my friends ♪
♪ I can't wait to get on the road again ♪
[horn honks]
[Mikołaj] Need a ride?
Yeah, no, thanks. I need to make a quick pit stop.
Don't worry. Really, I'm fine.
Come on, I've got time. Get in.
["On the Road Again" continues]
♪ I can't wait to get on the road again ♪
♪ On the road again ♪
♪ Like a band o' gypsies We go down the highway ♪
[Mikołaj] Where's your car?
[Grzesiek] See?
I knew I forgot about something.
[chuckles]
It's at Darek's.
It had an oil leak.
[Grzesiek sniffles]
And how's Marek? Did he talk to his mom?
-Bernat? -Yeah.
Nobody can reach him. It's pretty weird.
["On the Road Again" continues]
♪ I can't wait to get on the road again ♪
Hey, can you stop by the Bronx and take me to the street where, uh…
where there used to be a dry cleaner? Remember?
[Mikołaj] I remember.
You're lucky.
Always. [chuckles]
[faint laughter, barking]
[glass bottles clank]
[loud thud]
[pensive music playing]
[pensive music continues]
-[loud thud] -[gasps]
[breathing heavily]
[doorbell buzzes]
[Mikołaj] Hi. Is my brother here?
He is. Come in. We've got pizza.
I'm here. I'm here, buddy. Relax, we're leaving.
Sorry.
[upbeat music playing faintly]
[man] Like the music?
[Grzesiek sighs]
-Yeah, sure. Why not? -[man clicks tongue]
Yeah, yeah, take it. It's yours.
[Mikołaj] Hi, man.
It's me, Paleface. Remember me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I saw you at Gizmo's funeral, didn't I?
How about we meet up sometime, and we can catch up?
I mean, I would love to, you know…
[man] Hey!
Hey, leave him alone, man, all right?
He's, um, a bit tired. [chuckles]
You know, mellowed out.
-Jarecki went off the rails. -Yeah, he did.
He used to be fucking awesome.
And now he's fucking hooked.
[Mikołaj] Let's go home.
[Grzesiek] What? The night's still young. Call Justyna.
-[upbeat music playing] -[indistinct chatter]
You've made some money.
You're buying.
[Mikołaj] Hey there.
Hi.
His stomach was empty except for a small amount of undigested meat.
Did you report it to the police?
Yes.
But my husband didn't care.
[Justyna] I know someone who can do it quickly.
[sighs]
I don't know. Maybe… Maybe I'm losing my mind.
Maybe it's nothing, but…
How is it possible?
He was starved, but there's meat?
Don't call Grażyna. I'll tell her.
We will send you the sample for analysis.
I know it's a big ask, but I knew you could help us.
Yeah, it's urgent. And confidential, of course.
Love you. Bye.
[Tomek] Thank you, Justyna.
Will you go with me to city hall for a council meeting?
You might find it interesting.
I'm not sure if Mikołaj will want to go back tomorrow.
Come on.
Don't tell me he's the one wearing the pants in this marriage.
[exhales]
[phone chimes]
[Justyna] Mikołaj and Grzesiek want to show me the Underground.
[Tomek] I'll drop you off there.
-["Hurt" by Vandal Moon playing] -[Justyna] Sure.
["Hurt" continues]
Jesus! [chuckles]
Hi.
How's your day?
-Might as well be over. -Hi.
[Mikołaj] Thanks.
[laughing]
Hey, Grześ.
Peter.
He's The Underground's owner
and Zybork's Cultural Committee councilman.
[in French] Enchanté.
Enchanté.
-[in English] You're quite a busy man. -You do what you can.
Hey, since you happen to be here,
maybe you could help your brother pay his debts, huh?
[Grzesiek] Hey, I just had a bit of bad luck lately.
Chill out.
I'll play some poker with Maciuś, and I'll get it all back.
Let's fucking do it. I think this guy lost his mind.
[Justyna] Hey.
I remember seeing you at the florist.
[clicks tongue]
I remember you too.
Grześ, you wanna play?
Nah, that's not my game.
I'll play.
Then let's play for his debt.
[laughs]
[Justyna] How much is it?
-Go on, Grześ. Say how much. -[chuckles]
Don't be shy, say it.
He's embarrassed to admit in front of his family
how much money he fucking lost at the card table.
You know what?
Let's have a game to settle his interest.
-[pensive music playing] -[indistinct chatter]
YOU'RE NEXT
[engine accelerates]
Come here, you fucking scumbags!
God will punish you!
[pensive music continues]
[dramatic whooshing]
[blows]
-[all cheering] -[upbeat music continues]
Thank you very much. Thank you very much.
[Piotrek] You're lucky, Grześ.
Always.
Hey, I need to borrow her for a moment!
[Justyna, Grzesiek laughing]
Thank you, Justyna. You really helped me out.
[Justyna] Just watch your back, okay, Grzesiek?
[dogs barking in the distance]
WILL YOU ADMIT IT OR NOT?! SEBASTIAN
So it's someone from here?
Or someone wants me to think that.
What the fuck?
Show yourself!
I'll find you, you fucker!
[Justyna] Mikołaj.
Mikołaj.
Let's go to bed.
Okay?
I MISS YOUR SCENT
I ASKED YOU NOT TO CALL ME
OK, WHEN WILL YOU BE BACK?
DUNNO, INTERESTING STUFF'S GOING ON HERE.
JACEK, REPLY. I'VE GOT A HUGE STORY.
SMALL TOWN, KIDNAPPING, MURDER. GET IN TOUCH.
[sighs]
[inhales deeply]
[kisses]
Go to sleep, okay?
[children chattering indistinctly]
[water sloshing gently]
[birds chirping]
The water's great.
This was a fucking awesome idea.
REALLY HUGE THINGS ARE HAPPENING HERE. DROP ME A LINE.
DO I REALLY HAVE TO ASK YOU TO DO THAT?
[exhales]
Ooh.
-Shall we go? -[sniffles]
I'm supposed to meet your father at city hall.
[Mikołaj] Do you really want to write it?
Don't you want to find out who's been sending those damn postcards
and why?
Maybe.
Hmm.
[Mikołaj exhales]
So what now?
Are we staying?
One week.
[chuckles softly]
One week.
What are you planning?
Whoever acts unexpectedly is likely to win.
[sighs] What's that, Sun-Tzu?
I don't know, maybe. I read it on the Internet.
[Justyna] Hmm.
[woman] It's called a public-private partnership.
It's the standard everywhere.
What does it entail? Is this a luxury for us?
Are we going to live there? Suntan there? No.
These are new jobs in the region.
It's more money in the budget too.
It's an increase in tourism.
The town council is in session. Please leave!
Oh, sorry. Is this a closed session?
Mr. Głowacki, we really don't need you causing any chaos in our proceedings.
What do you mean, chaos?
I'm interested to find out what's going on in my town. That's why I came here.
May I?
Please continue, ma'am. Don't stop on my behalf.
-More money in the budget… -[indistinct whispers]
more jobs.
We're going to take a short break.
Oh, that's even better.
-[indistinct whispers] -[door locks]
The break can take place here.
Right?
You can smoke by the window.
Unless you need to visit the restroom,
then you'll have to wait a little bit longer.
Very beautiful designs.
Stunning.
But your map is incomplete, folks.
May I?
It was somewhere right around here, right?
Ah.
ZYBORK COLONY
Yeah, somewhere around here.
[woman] Mr. Głowacki,
people from the colony will be moved into apartments…
provided by the town.
People from the colony, huh?
Who are those people from the colony?
Did anyone ask their opinion?
The public housing is in terrible shape. It's at risk of collapsing.
We're saving these people from a disaster.
And we don't have to ask for anyone's opinion.
Wonderful. Just wonderful.
Do you even know who you're saving?
Let me tell you.
Elżbieta Dymierska, 65 years old.
A pensioner on disability benefits.
Diagnosed with metastasized bone cancer.
Marzena Ludmilak, 40 years old.
Out of work, single mother of three.
Her husband, who was the only breadwinner in the family,
died in an accident.
Yes, it's hard to hear.
Hard to hear.
Or have you turned a blind eye, Malinowski?
My party motions for rescheduling the proceedings.
[chuckles] What?
What party are you talking about, man?
You're from Zybork. Everyone here knows you by name.
Janusz Madziar, 70 years old.
Used to work at the paper factory, which is now closed.
Unable to work after an accident. On disability benefits.
[Justyna] Tomek.
[pensive music playing]
Piotr Kulesza, 25 years old.
Unable to work due to progressive visual impairment.
-What do we do, Tomek? -Give me a second.
[banging on door]
One moment.
[banging continues]
[door unlocks]
Please.
-No recording. -Excuse me, but I know my rights.
[cop 2] Hey.
-Hello, chief. -What's going on, Mr. Głowacki?
Nothing. We're just talking. We're on a break.
[mayor] This man is being disruptive.
He's acting disorderly and disrupting the proceedings.
Well, actually, I'm not disrupting any proceedings
since they're on a break announced by the mayor herself.
It ought to go for a few minutes, right?
Is that correct, Mr. Tattletale?
Unless, of course, Mrs. Mayor was lying, but that wouldn't be like her.
-Okay, enough of this. -Wait.
[pensive music continues]
This is a very important matter.
It's not a sidewalk upgrade.
For the residents of this colony…
it's a matter of life and death.
I'd like you to all take that to heart.
Here, the key.
Come on, Justyna.
[pensive music continues, fades]
[parking brake clicks]
Tomek, take a look at their level of commitment.
Hey, just leave it there.
Don't touch it.
Let them see it.
Who?
Everyone.
[camera shutter clicking]
Six at my place.
[man] Tomek, if you keep pulling stunts like that without consulting us,
I can't guarantee they're not going to arrest you.
[Elka] You can't guarantee it anyway, no offense.
-[woman] They voted it through. -I fucking told you.
-Motherfuckers. -Hello, Grażyna?
They're doing what they want with us, Tomek!
We need to finally get rid of that mayor.
Can you just get rid of someone like that?
[Elka] We'd need a thousand signatures for a referendum.
-And we can do it. -[Elka] Yeah.
You should've seen how he handled everyone.
It was a massacre.
I can imagine.
Grażyna just called.
Marek is flying in tomorrow.
She insists on picking him up from the airport,
but she's on heavy medication.
I can give her a ride.
[Father Bernat] That's right.
First the funeral, then the revolution.
Okay, let's do it now! All right, let's go!
-[man] Yeah! -[Elka] Come on!
[pensive music playing]
[Grażyna] All he texted back was, "Okay, Mom…" to his father's death.
That's it.
"Okay, Mom."
[indistinct chatter over speaker]
[Mikołaj] Were you fighting?
Filip couldn't accept that Marek wanted to live his own life.
Alone. Badly, but his own way.
But his girlfriend…
-She is a bad fit, for sure. -A bad fit?
A bad fit.
I mean, he would…
come from London and go straight to her place.
He wouldn't even let us know,
but he… he'd go straight to her and…
She would also fly there sometimes to be with him.
-I take it she was originally from Zybork? -Yeah.
Klaudia Parciakowa.
-Klaudia? -Klaudia.
ARRIVALS
[Mikołaj] I think that's everyone.
No.
Impossible. It can't be everyone.
[Mikołaj] Excuse me.
Could you check for me if Marek Bernat was on board?
[soft music playing]
Your nephew isn't here yet.
He'll arrive from the airport in five minutes.
Okay.
[Tomek] Listen.
I'd like to say a few words, okay?
-Tomek, just be calm. -Okay.
[soft music continues]
[music fades]
"Watch out."
"You are next."
That's what someone wrote on the wall of the rectory.
Right before…
the funeral of the priest's brother.
My friend.
"Watch out. You are next."
Who are they referring to?
Hmm?
[sighs]
My friend… [groans]
My friend is dead.
He was my closest friend.
And now…
that man, that wonderful, strong…
father…
friend…
[Tomek sighs]
[exhales] …husband.
Someone…
held him in the forest and starved him to death.
As if you were to tie a dog to a tree.
[sniffles]
So let me ask you…
What does it mean,
"Watch out. You're next?"
What I'm trying to say is…
who are they talking about?
Because I don't know.
Maybe the priest?
Or maybe me?
-[Father Bernat] Tomek… -It's okay.
It's okay. [sniffles]
You can't kidnap everyone.
You can't starve us all.
-[Father Bernat] That's enough. -I'm done.
[Father Bernat] Enough.
[pensive music playing]
FILIP BERNAT DIED AT 62
[bell chimes]
In the name of the Father, the Son…
-[pensive music continues] -[watch ticking]
[sobbing]
[sniffles]
-[Agata] Do you feel better? -[Grażyna] I don't know.
[Agata] Grażyna.
No, not better.
I don't.
[sniffles] He's dead.
[continues sobbing]
I'm sorry, Agata. [sniffles]
-I'm sorry. -[Grażyna] Please excuse me.
I'm sorry.
So what happened? He hasn't checked in? No call or text?
[Grzesiek] Who?
Bernat Junior.
We were on our way back from the airport
when he texted her that he'd check in later.
[Grzesiek] He must've really gone off the rails.
But to this extent?
[Mikołaj] I wasn't at my mom's funeral either.
I mixed up the days.
[scoffs softly]
I don't know. Did anyone try to locate his phone to find out where he is?
[Grzesiek] How would anyone do that, Justyna?
On weekends, half the people in this town struggle to find their own homes.
[chuckles softly]
You've got his number?
Hi, Jarek.
[Jarek groans softly]
I've heard from Grzesiek that… that you still play.
Seventeen seconds, right?
Is that still your band name?
Jazda Boys.
Different genre, different name.
[indistinct chatter]
[Tomek sighs]
[Tomek] Where's Grażyna?
She wanted to be alone, so she's on the bench over there.
[Tomek clears throat]
The poor guy loved to hear you play.
He just couldn't stop smiling.
-[mayor] May I? -[Grażyna] Yes.
Filip was a wonderful man. We will all miss him a lot.
I know that you're into all your little storytelling, yeah?
You know, writing books, right?
But that stuff doesn't interest me. [chuckles]
[Tomek sighs]
[mayor] Uh, because you see, ma'am, formally…
it's expiring.
And I'm gonna need a few more signatures.
Fucking asshole.
Maybe we can jam again sometime?
Or just meet up and talk.
What do you want to talk to me about?
About how fucking great it is for you?
Come on, man. Give me a fucking break.
[Tomek] What the fuck are you doing here, huh?
Do you even have a conscience, you vulture?
Why didn't you do it in the church?
Why wait for the reception?
Why not just dance on the grave at the cemetery?
-I was just helping with the formalities. -Just helping? Thank you very much.
So call your notary now, since he's available around the clock.
Get him to come here.
Grażyna will sign, you can take over the lease, you hyenas.
[Agata] Tomek, enough.
-I'm done talking, Agata. -You're getting carried away.
[Johann] Oh, hi there.
Everyone's here.
Get the kids. We're going.
[Agata] Julia, Jasiek, we're going home.
[Johann] My sincerest condolences.
[Tomek] Come, Grażyna.
Come on, we'll take you home.
Is Grzesiek here?
-[Agata] He left already. -[Tomek] Let's go.
-Wait for me in the car, okay? -Okay.
[Mikołaj] Maciuś?
What's up?
I know it's…
[chuckles]
…not the best moment, but…
Does anyone know anything?
About what?
Well…
That night.
[pensive music playing]
What we did to him.
[scoffs]
Get the fuck out, you junkie.
[pensive music continues]
[Father Bernat blows]
[Maciuś] Someone knows.
[Father Bernat] What?
[Maciuś] Someone knows.
[Maciuś sighs]
Father, do you think that thing with Bernat was a coincidence?
[Maciuś sighs]
Maciuś, I'm too tired for this conversation.
I've had a very tough day today.
[sighs]
[sighs] I'm getting the fuck out.
You should too, Father.
-Me? -Yeah.
But I haven't done anything.
[chuckling]
No.
How does it go?
Sinned by thought, word, deed and…
But there was no neglect, Maciuś.
I'm bound by the seal of confession.
[pensive music continues]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Mikołaj] Oh, fuck! -[Justyna] Jesus, what happened?
They set fire to our house.
[man coughs]
[Grzesiek] Those fuckers!
Apparently, they threw a gas canister inside!
[Agata] Good thing Grzesiek came back, or the entire house would've burned down.
[Grzesiek] I'll get you, you motherfuckers!
[firefighter] Step aside. It might blow up.
-[man] Tomek, step aside. -[firefighter 2] Move aside!
See?
Fucking look at that.
Look at that.
[pensive music continues]
See that?
See, this is fucking happening. This is really happening.
[pensive music continues]
[music fades]
Subtitle translation by: Maja Konkolewska