All language subtitles for Gangsterzy.I.Filantropi.1963.1080p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX].eng

GANGSTERS
AND PHILANTHROPISTS

Too bad...

It's Monday.

A meatless day.

Where can you find a judge
who is a vegetarian...

How low the defendant
has degraded himself...

in his deep cynicism
and perfidy

is proved by the fact that

he took advantage
of the authority of

my learned colleague, a retired judge
and a man of great merit,

to suit his ill purposes.

Yes, your Worship is right!

He used to play chess with me!

Knight a6 to b4 and your castle
is taken, professor.

Knight a6 to b4.
You're right, I have lost my castle.

Well, you've put me in a spot...

Let me think it over.

The Tartar has been caught
but he is not yet beaten.

Understood?

Yes, it's a smasher!

I'm asking whether you
understood.

Keep your opinion
for posterity.

You will have plenty of time
to write diaries in the future.

I've understood.

Extraordinary.

Give me the card index.

Well, judge, d3 to d4 and check.

Four men are needed,
a van and a big...

high-powered car.

Jemmies, screwsmen, fences...

burglars, motorized.

Jumper is out.
He gets the jitters.

Scuttle-mouth cracks.

- Pedro?
- Retired, gave up the profession.

Why then is he still in
the card index?

I'm not Interpol to collect
inventory left-overs.

I see that your work has fallen off.
Let this be a warning to you.

- Kajtek?
- Is resting.

Pity, how much longer?

Two years to do.
He may get out earlier, but...

The Screw?
Rings a bell...

He's good.
Drives a taxi.

We'll take him.
He is well qualified.

Who else do you suggest?

Baldy, but he has gone into
the poultry business.

He has a van but those ducks
and chickens of his...

- I don't care about them.
- He may refuse.

Me?

Baldy...

Parmesan, what are you
writing down?

I've already announced phase B.

And if so...

Well, what does it mean?

Phase B...
Phase B...

Well, Parmesan?

What does it mean?

Phase B of an anticipated action
calls for utmost safety measures:

A - taking down notes
is strictly forbidden,

B - changing brand of cigarettes,

C - removing trademarks
from clothing,

D - changing shoes.

That's enough...

The rules must be strictly followed.

Sailor and Cock-Eye,
in prison.

Crane, in prison.
It's getting more and more difficult

to find good pros.
Lefty?

He got nabbed.

- How long?
- 5 years, an old lag.

Why haven't you taken note of it?
You were promoted...

I'm warning, you'll be put back
on a manual job.

- Professor?
- Speaking.

I'm running away with the King to d5.
And what can you do about it?

King e5 to d5

Bishop c2 to c4 and mate.

Good night.
Tomorrow, white pieces.

- A narrow escape!
- You put me in a tight corner!

- You castled.
- Right, it was my greatest mistake.

- Good night.
- Good night.

The Siamese Brothers.

They are skirt-crazy...

But who hasn't got a weakness?

The best for a sharp and quick job.

We'll try them.

Take those Siamese.

Their resemblance may lead to
an interesting situation.

What kind of situation,
Parmesan?

Think, if you can.
Well...

What situation?

The number of people taking part
in the action, well...

- They could muddle witnesses...
- Splendid!

See, you know it all
if you get to thinking.

So, Screw with a taxi.
What kind of taxi, maybe FSO Warszawa?

Of course not!
Special import, but what a car!

The Screw, Baldy with a van
and Siamese Brothers.

This a serious job.

Warn them not to take up
odd jobs for now.

Roll-call tomorrow

at 10.00 p.m.

sharp.

- Hi Baldy.
- Hi.

- I have an invitation to a dance.
- Dance yourself.

Not from me, from the Professor.

Roll-call at 10.00 p.m.

These hussies will sign your
death warrant one day.

10.00 p.m.,

sharp,

at the Professor's.

- Where to?
- To the cooler, Screw.

Parmesan!
Damn you!

Listen, old man...

- Professor...
- Wait.

I'll pull away...
just in case.

OK, get going.

D3 on d4 and check,
my dear Judge.

The daily turn-over at the
Central Department Store...

is about 8 to 10 million.

Does this figure seem
satisfactory to you?

So, let's get down
to brass tacks.

Department Store's van.

Police Jeep.

At 0.05 hours.

Money sacks have been put
in the van.

The escorting police Jeep drives away

followed by the convoy van.

The distance between those two
vehicles is about 30 to 40 metres

which enables the policemen
to have an eye on the van.

At 0.12 the Jeep pulls over
to the bank.

The van drives in and sacks
are unloaded.

The whole operation lasts 7 minutes.

A bit short.

Somebody said something?

I thought...

I heard something...

The American, or rather the
Italian-American system to be exact

would call for a daring attack during
the loading or unloading of sacks.

And of course fire-works,
machine-gunning and siren-blowing

would add to the show.

In short, a big circus a cowboy-show.
Bodies fall by the dozens.

There is something vulgar
and cheap in it.

Something which is akin to the old
Roman circuses, isn't there?

It's true that in every human
being a beast sleeps...

But my ways are different.

Let's get down to our problem.

I'm drawing your attention to a weak
point of the convoy's route.

The time is 0.10 hours.

At that moment the police
Jeep takes a turn

and loses the sight of the van
for some ten odd seconds.

Now, watch this carefully.

Here is the Screw's car.

There's Baldy's van, a twin-sister
of the van transporting money.

Both vehicles are waiting...

with the drivers' feet ready
to engage the clutches.

When the sign is given, the Screw
bars the way of the store's van.

Baldy's van takes a quick turn and
follows the police Jeep to the bank.

He passes the bank

and dashes off to the
"Shine & Polish" workshop

where his car will be repainted
at once.

We'll gain two full minutes by the
manoeuvre with the van.

Within those 2 minutes, we have to
load the money and clear off.

"Covering" of the escort and driver
will be done by the Siamese Brothers

taking up waiting positions in the
doorway of the house no. 21

until the Screw's car enters
into the action.

Parmesan and I will be standing
in this area.

Watch the whole action on the
scale-model, please.

Parmesan will make
the van inoperative.

A punctured tyre and cut horn's cable
will do the trick.

Then helps me in unloading the sacks.

The Siamese

disarm the convoy.

The whole action at the intersection
lasts 50 seconds.

The pursuit will not be in full swing
for ten minutes.

During that time we'll reach
our destination.

Any questions?

How far is from our jumping-off
place to our dump.

8 kilometres and 352 metres

Be warned, that you cannot
exceed the speed limit.

No monkeying with the
traffic cops.

On no route in Warsaw I could push
my car up to 60 for 8 kilometres.

It's a run go...

and we'll get licked, I say.

A very sensible remark.

A modern through-town route

will solve all the communication problems
of our capital.

The fathers of the town
are taking care...

It's very good they do.

A modern road surface
will prevent wheels from sliding.

Fluorescent and well-spaced lights,

a wide roadway will make this route...

Stormy threw Ziuta on to the couch
like a cigarette-butt...

Parmesan, what's that?

An instalment-story.

I collect it, got mixed up somehow.

We'll talk about it later.

Will you come here, gentlemen.

Screw, aren't you delighted...

with the press notices and praise
of the excellence of the new route?

But when will it be ready?

Engineers are in a hurry.

We don't have much time for preparations.

I'm running away with King
and what can you do about it?

Bishop c2

to c5 and checkmate.

C2 to c5...

Checkmate indeed...

Tomorrow you play black, Judge

But you were in a tight corner.

You castled.

Yes, my situation was hopeless.

I did castle and it was my great mistake.

Good night.

I'm announcing phase B.

Ladies and gentlemen!

We are at the construction site
of the new route.

It's a most impressive sight.

Dozens of machines operate along this
splendid and most modern route.

And now let us listen
to our brave builders.

How's it going, foreman?

It goes, why not?

You've heard yourself: it goes!

This simple work becomes a symbol!

A through-town route!

Our beloved citizens are flowing in
to visit the construction.

What can you tell our listeners
about the new route?

We all care to see the work done
as soon as possible.

Bravo!

I'm sure that our builders
are of the same mind.

We notice the terrific speed with which
the work proceed.

Your little hands.

Have you found anything?

OK...

Don't be so keen on rubbing me down.

Listen, Baldy...

I don't reckon to lose my job
because of you.

The boss has already got sore at me.

What's the idea of sewing pockets up?

When you lost a lottery coupon last time

we didn't see you for three years.

Only two correct numbers anyway.

Cracking guy!

Get to sewing in silence.

We may get into a shemozzle.

When I got picked up last time

and thrown into the can

I was stewing there for six long years.

We're going to beg for dough
with a chopper.

That's not a pick-pocket job.

If we don't pull that trick
I'm gonna be stored away.

Every dick sings a song about me.

I won't explain it to you.

I can only assure you, my dear Parmesan,

that to speak slang is very bad manners.

- Documents and other items checked?
- Yes.

Just like children.

Distribute gloves and documents.

Arms will be given on site.

The time is now 19.58.

Everybody checks the time
against my watch.

At 0.05

get to your positions.

And now go and arrange for alibis

following my instructions.

Good evening, Judge.

I think that the first move
is mine tonight.

- Yes, it is.
- Are you ready, sir?

Of course.

E2...

to e4.

The King's gambit.

Be careful, damn you!

Hey, you!

My God! I'll have to pay.

Don't worry, Granny.

God bless you, boss.

What's up?

Do something to get us out of this.

May it's the fuses?

- I don't know.
- Try the hand-lift.

I'm not allowed to operate it.

- Than what can you do?
- Open the gate.

I'll call service in the morning.

Now stop making fuss or you'll
wake the tenants.

Get some sleep somehow.

Sergeant, I've sweated off my brow today!

I'll have a nap in a car.

Keep an eye so no drunkards
meddle with it, will you?

- All right.
- Thank you.

Go on.

- Everything OK?
- I sleep under the best of care.

And my feet are soaked through.
But I have a perfect alibi.

The policemen are approaching the bank.

And now a moment of consternation.

A dreadful suspicion creeps
into the minds of our dear friends.

The alarm will be given in 8 minutes

and we'll reach our destination by then.

A Horse...

The horse is ready and the armour...

The horse is ready and the armour...

Oh, girl, are you mine...

Time to go to bed, Judge.

It's past midnight.

Embrace me...

and give me my sword...

I'll give checkmate to the Professor
right away...

The bed is made...

Good night.

The Tartar has been caught
but he is not yet beaten.

Horse... a6 to b4.

Taking your Castle and your Queen
is attacked.

A6 to b4?

Right, my Castle is taken.

Well you've put me in a spot.

I have to think it over for a minute.

Judge?

D3 to d4, checkmate.

Have they gone crazy?

It has just been raining.

They have to follow scheduled plan.

Overtake it.

You, half-baked sap!

Where are you standing?

A policeman told me to stand here
as I have no lights.

They told me to stay here
till the morning...

Stop!

What's up?

What's going on here?

Your license.

Your license, please.

Officer, I nearly ruined my car.

He's standing here in the middle...

Yeah...

The wind-screen isn't clean.

- The water-cart...
- The wiper.

One, two...

Three...

Four...

Four passengers, according to regulations.

And what's this?

Sacks?

Against the regulations.

Sacks may be transported
either in boots...

or in goods-taxis.

A fine.

Thirty zloty.

We're very pressed for time, officer.

Any delay may cost us a lot of money.

Here you are.

Here you are.

- Night tariff on?
- Yes, officer.

Go ahead.

We've lost a lot of time.

And, damn you, switch to the night tariff.

How long am I supposed to teach you

that minor details matter a great deal.

We're on the new route.

Four minutes and thirty seconds left.

Show us now what your vehicle
is able to do.

Digging away again, damn them!

What does it mean? Where are we?

Warsaw, Professor, on the new route.

Driving round will cost us four minutes.

Go to the left side!

Slow down.

Speed up!

Boss, they are at our heels.

We have to shake them off.

Hide the guns, you fools!

We're only breaking regulations.

Alarm in two minutes.

Turn to the right.

To the left.

To the right.

Left.

They'll catch up with us
on a straight road.

I've foreseen this possibility.

Take the money.

Stop!

Hey, look! The boss' car.

The Professor is a genius.

It's two jumps from here.

One minute, it's enough.

Forty seconds.

Thirty.

Twenty seconds.

Five.

Two.

Checkmate.

Quiet, please!

Does the defendant,

plead guilty?

What can he say in his defence?

And milk has boiled over again.

Everything falls on me.

One can go crazy.

Maid, charwoman, cook, jack-of-all-trades.

That's what I am for you.

I've wasted my life.

I've grown old over the pans,
my liver is upset,

a good-for-nothing husband
and a wooden-headed daughter.

A very modern one,
a rock-and-roll champion

who doesn't know
how to watch over the milk.

Even water burns in her care...

I'm talking to you.

I know.

My heel has broken. I need thirty zloty.

Thirty zloty, why not a hundred?

Nylons the day before yesterday,
a petticoat tomorrow,

you're a demanding one, my dear.

When I was your age

I used to wear fustian knickers
and I had only one black dress.

The other one was my Sunday best.

I had a long pig-tail.

Not e bee-hive on my head
every second week.

I was a sweet, modest
and industrious thing.

And that's probably the reason...

for being given a loose daughter
and a weakling for a husband.

I cannot understand even now
what I saw in him?

Could have had many other men...

Ambitious, clever, good-looking...

Jankowski, a police sergeant.

You know what it was before the war?

Florczak, a master of the butchers' guild.

Zybert, a house owner.

They were real men.

Flowers are blooming
over Jankowski's body.

Florczak is in jail.

Only greenery remains
from Zybert's house.

There's nothing to be sorry for.

What do you want from poor daddy?

He is as he is, good that we have
a daddy at all.

You could try to develop
your mind instead.

Your daughter teaches me what to do.

I'm too stupid for her.

She's ashamed of her own mother.

Thanks to our hard work
to pay for her education.

A splendid new generation
is just growing up.

What do you want from her.

She's good at school.

Daddy has again salted his coffee.

I'm quite pleased with her.

You're pleased with anything.

Your life is so good and so plentiful.

So you think.

No desires, no ambitions.

Some people have quite a good life.

Malinowski bought a washing-machine
and a TV set.

One can't even dream of a rise.

It's a miracle that they
keep you at work at all.

He bungles everything he does.

Here's your lunch.

You don't want any more breakfast.

Eat it! I don't raise pigs!

I can't.

You've again done your best to spoil
the beginning of a day for us all.

Such mattering
ought to be prohibited by law.

It causes social damage.

And, moreover,

it doesn't make sense.

Did you hear that?

Did you hear how your daughter
snapped back at her own mother?

But you just don't care.

Would anything reach your mind?

You never listen to me.

You don't care for anything
I may tell you.

Will you give me your alcohol-gauge,
please.

Yes, here you are.

Substance B contains...

48% of alcohol.

Reagent C contains...

48% of alcohol.

The chloroform-gauge, please.

Please write this down...

The chloroform contains...

33% of alcohol.

Thank you for the alcohol-gauge.

You're welcome.

And what can I tell her now?

How can I...

look her in the face?

I can't tell the truth at home.

It's one o'clock.

I can't return home before four.

I'll go...

and look for a job...

It's dirty on this side as well.

We have a limit.

I won't bring you a clean one from home.

You can go to the "Bristol".

Can't you put some napkins?

One loses one's appetite...

Napkins have finished.

Are you ordering something or not?

Leave him alone.

What do you want?

Something to drink, maybe...

Half a pint and a herring.

No sausages, no kidneys.

No beans a la Bretonne.

No meat-balls, than what is there?

Roast-beef, steak a la Viennese...

pork-steak and beefsteak.

You can read, sir, can't you?

We'd like something good but tiny.

It's still early.

There should be bar dishes.

If you want to have pub-prices,
a milk-bar is the place for you.

You're not very obliging.

So are you ordering something
or aren't you?

Call the manager.

I'm so sorry.

I have an outdated menu by mistake.

I asked in the kitchen and recommend
the kidneys.

Fresh and delicious.

A clean table-cloth.

Please forget a little misunderstanding.

What can I do for you?

- My bill, please.
- Certainly.

One drink.

No charge for the herring.

Not eaten not counted.

Ten zloty and twenty.

I'm here if you need anything.

Sir, sir!

You've forgotten your newspaper.

Excuse me, are you getting off?

Tickets, please.

Sir, how long can we wait?

How can I help you?

An appetizer or some special order?

No, nothing more

My bill, please.

Won't you look at the menu, sir?

We recommend very good chops or a steak.

Or some fish?

No. Thank you.

If you change your mind...

I've been tempted...

A juicy steak, please.

May I have a menu?

Two packets of "Carmen".

Again.

Everything falls upon my head!

Maid, charwoman, cook, jack-of-all-trades.

That's what I am for you all!

You're still in bed!

You know your father's been working
very hard.

Try to help him if only by watching
over the milk!

It's hard for him to get up early,
his liver is upset.

It's getting more difficult to stand
your morning concerts.

My present work is very responsible.

There must be quiet from now on.

Quiet!

And kefir!

Kefir!

Give me kefir!

It seems that daddy simply has a hangover.

He never used to drink.

I simply can't understand...

It started with this new job.

He earns quite a lot

but I smell vodka every day.

Works late at night.

I'm worried he may fall ill
or become an alcoholic.

He may even get sacked.

And what will we do then...

Drop this medicine into his cup every day.

Tea or coffee.

But don't let him notice.

After some time he won't be able
to look at alcohol.

Time to get up.

I've made you a delicious coffee.

It'll set you up.

Fine...

Boss...

Two.

Not without a snack.

So two pickles.

That's another story.

Hey!

Your coffee has been excellent lately.

I've never had a coffee like that before.

I'm glad you like it.

And how are you today?

I'm fine.

Fine...

No.

I won't go to work, not tonight.

The co-operative have already started
digging foundations.

Splendid!

You'll have your own house.

We have to pay the next instalment.

Then you won't have your own house.

What happened?

Tell me.

They sacked you for drinking.

I knew.

Just what I was sure of.

You've shown them what you are worth.

You got a good job and then
you started drinking.

You've never listened to me.

What about us?

My words never carried
any weight with you!

What did you say?

Nothing in particular...

Don't get upset, please.

Say it again!

Say it...

That my words never carried any weight...

Weight?

Weight.

Weight...

Any vodka?

No, no alcohol.

It's about time for you to go.

I could get leave for tonight.

You must discipline yourself.

You have a good job and you must keep it.

Our house is going to cost us a lot.

It seems that we'll have to pay some more.

The miscalculated something.

It seems that your mother is going to
tend to us all night.

We need to figure out something.

Let's take to our heels
and start doing Poland.

Enemy approaching!

Enemy approaching!

Our speciality to the drain.

Bar-snacks on the stove!

Penny-snacks on the buffet!

The customer is always right!

He is there.

Over there.

Our chemist.

Who has passed such a siphon?

He doesn't know how to use it.

Or the gas has gone,
it's been stored for three months.

That's long beyond the time limit.

He seems to be annoyed.

Daddy's here. Let's scram.

Mushrooms!

Mushrooms everywhere.

I told you, more vitamins!

But there is cabbage with the pork-chop.

Well...

He goes away.

He didn't take it!

The Chandelier?

The Elite speaking...

Listen, the chemist was here.

In a very sour temper.

The bait didn't catch at all.

Pass it on.

Metropoly?

The chemist's furious.

He won't bite.

The Pacific?

The chemist is running amok.

He won't bite.

We must hot up the bait.

Atlantida speaking.

He's here, come immediately.

Let me introduce myself.

I'm Malaga, this is our maitre d'hotel.

- Kowalski.
- Pieczarkiewicz.

- Kowalski.
- Superata.

Kowalski...

Do you mind our joining you?

Well, do, please.

My dear sir,

it can't go on like this for a long time.

Not day after day.

I don't myself like home-made soft water

but to probe into it

every day...

Please.

A drink every day, one can go crazy.

I can understand bar-snacks...

But the profit limit...

I've got a husband and two children.

Couldn't we...

substitute quantity for quality?

You visit us rarely...

and we'll give you more.

You'll ruin your health this way.

But this way...

one good turn deserves another.

Take it away.

And you're alone again.

And nothing cheer you up.

You're bored with idle talk

and disgusted with

wine which has not

helped you any.

The women's shrieking laughter
plays on your nerves.

Then somebody's hand

moved and the whole world has changed.

You seem to be in a trance.

Nothing has happened,

nothing that matters.

There are no reasons to

feel like that and yet you

are pleased with the whole

world round you...

Is it love? Who knows?

You're laughing and

the world seems to be bright.

You wish you could do somersaults

and the wine is delicious again

and you're delighted
with all that people say

every little silly thing.

You've met

somebody...

You've got

somebody...

Somebody who has

got into your blood.

You don't know

what's up with you.

Sometimes you want to laugh

and then you're suddenly blue,

for she is not with you.

You're in love,

you've got

somebody.

Somebody who has

got into your blood.

But you'll pay dearly

for your folly.

Who cares?

Let the whole world

fall to pieces

for one tiny

gesture.

A movement which has changed

Your whole tiny world, it's all

like a dream.

Nothing's happened, nothing

which could have mattered.

There are no reasons why

you're so happy...

That's love...

And you're laughing and

the world is bright again

and you'd like

to do somersaults.

Life is bubbling again.

You've got somebody.

You've everything.

Just like Paris!

Dear sir,

we have a great pleasure
to present you a cake which...

She's divine!

Simply divine!

Yes.

The cake!

They're for me?

I've got your card.

I simply wanted to thank you.

Just a trifle.

I wouldn't call it a trifle.

Was I...

I was a little bit rude, wasn't I?

Rude?

It was a sweet inducement...

I have got a good brandy and coffee.

Please, drop it...

just for a moment.

I'm not sure whether I can...

intrude upon you, this late.

You're a gentleman.

And we live in the twentieth century
anyway.

The world is bright again

you'd like...

And the wine

is delicious again...

Every little thing seems delightful...

You've met somebody...

You've got somebody...

Somebody who has

got into your blood...

You don't know what

has happened to you...

You want to laugh...

Good morning.

Daddy's returning from work?

I've been with Daddy.

Our manager invited me.

And we met Hanka on a street.

Good night, Daddy.

Don't be angry, Mum.

Oh, God!

Look at yourself!

You're killing yourself.

That work is much too hard for you.

You aren't so young any more.

I've always seemed old to you.

You've never notice

that I'm a man.

But...

You've met somebody...

You've got somebody...

Many a woman would...

What?

Tell me, you've been drinking?

You've got into the habit again...

And our house almost has a roof.

I'll soon become a widow...

I don't want that house!

Let the dream of my whole life
fall to pieces.

Better give this work up
then start drinking.

But they need me there.

And moreover...

My work has a wider, social aspect.

Other people are involved,
do you understand?

The whole industry will fall apart.

You'll have your house anyway.

Yes.

A sweet home made out of thirteen bricks,

a little home like a heart...

My sweet pie-face...

You'll get a house as big as a town

from me.

You'll get...

If it had been a civilized country

a little car accident
could have happened...

A nice swim in a dangerous spot...

A coronary thrombosis... or...

No, no, I'm on my beam-ends.

Watching this chemist outplaying me!

I seemed to be such a smart alec

and he has outsmarted me.

I have no more strength left
to fight against him.

It's a very poor bargain for me.

Gentlemen!

I got it!

Can't we just do it the normal way?

The normal way?

Just as it ought to be.

And how's that?

That is...

The customer is always right.

I can't do it that way.

But that's the only way out.

We have to alter our attitude.

But I've got a husband and children.

Oh, life...

Be careful, the plate is hot.

Enjoy your meal.

Take it, please.

Yes, sir?

And mushrooms?

On request, do you want them?

No, thank you.

The bill.

Have you any complaints to make,
you ate almost nothing?

Must I?

You had, sir, a steak...

And water.

The water is included.

May I have something to drink?

Soda water, mineral water, Kryniczanka,
orangeade Fructo?

A beer?

Zywiec, Okocim Porter.

I'm sorry, but we've not yet got
export beer.

Cold Okocim.

On ice?

The buffet?

Three cups of tea.

One English, one Viennese and one
straight from the samovar.

If you're in a hurry I can recommend
the ready-made dishes.

Goulash, beans a la Bretonne, meat-balls,

fish a la Nelson or Polish veal-chops.

As a specialty we recommend
braising beef.

All guests find it delicious.

Beef twice then.

This table is unoccupied.

No, thank you.

A RENAISSANCE OF POLISH CUISINE?

GREAT IMPROVEMENT OF
GASTRONOMICAL INDUSTRY.

WARSAW CITIZENS DON'T WANT TO EAT AT HOME.

THE FRENCH REQUEST POLISH
WAITERS AND COOKS.

Sit down, please.

I'll announce the verdict's validation.

As the defendant,

as it has been proved by investigation
and witnesses,

never used any false documents
of a civil servant

and he has never tried to impose
himself as such,

there are no grounds to find him guilty.

Witnesses had no reason

to believe Mr Kowalski to be anybody other

than the private citizen
that he really is.

The fact that money was given to him

cannot be considered
as a tentative bribe

but as a presentation.

An aspect of mass philanthropy

manifested by certain groups
of our society

will undoubtedly be extremely interesting
for sociologists.

But that is not a matter in which
this court is interested

or is called to investigate.

I didn't expect they'd
kick us in for so long.

A meatless day.

It's all the cod's fault.

I am so deeply moved!

All those flowers and congratulations
after release.

Here are diplomas from various bodies.

From the Gourmands Union.

Oh, how beautiful!

To the partisan for the health
of his countrymen.

Beautiful!

Wait, that's not all.
Look!

A statuette from those doomed for
mass-feeding establishments.

Isn't it lovely?

Wait!

A little gift from
the Polish Dietetics' Union.

Oh, how charming!

What a pit y it got damaged.

Look, a section of the Dietetics' Union,

A section of liverish people.

Simply beautiful, isn't it?

And there was an article about Daddy
in a magazine.

And what is that?

It is... That...

Summons from the Internal Revenue Office.

The Internal Revenue Office...

asks me to file income-tax returns
on income

Again everything is falling upon my head.

My life has been wasted,

I've grown old bending over the pans,

I have varicose veins
and a good-for-nothing husband.

What I saw in him?

I could have had men, real men...

Ambitious, good-looking, clever...

Jankowski, a police officer, Florczak...