All language subtitles for (1979) The Maids of Wilko BDrip

Death interrupted
all Jurek's plans.

He left before finding out...

...that everything is meaningless...

Everything we decide
and do consciously.

All that is important...

...is done unwittingly.
It remains and pursues us.

Or even worse -
we end up pursuing it.

Jesus Christ!
Wiktor!

What's wrong?

One, two!
One, two...!

Hands on your thighs on two...

What were you thinking
about today...

...out there?

I was wondering...

...does a man feel his body as one
enormous pain at the moment of death?

Does awareness come off our body
like a band-aid...

...off a wound?

And?

What is the relation between
the body and its lifelessness?

I found this in Father Jerzy's desk.

I've decided to give it to you.

He wrote poetry?

"What is the measure of my life?
Utter nothingness.

From which my sad song
shall flow to your shores.

And you'll have nothing left of me
apart from this song.

Apart from the shivering shadow
on the wall,

a dream that you dream,

apart from the wooden coffin
bathed in the evening's dusk...

So that's what he thought of this.

Does it make itself felt?

Yes, it does.
Sometimes.

And I can't stop thinking
about Jerzy.

I can't forgive myself

for not foreseeing
that it might happen.

But there was so much work.
New cold frames - 200 windows.

We were short of fertilizers, I had
my worries, arrangements, trips.

So I left once and
upon my return I learned...

...that it had happened.

I blame the bad
weather in Warsaw.

He used to run around all day...
III-dressed.

And he finally got a cold.

Yes, it was pneumonia.

He was an ordinary man,
quiet, straightforward...

Religious, hardworking...
He was my only friend.

The world is hideous.

Mainly because there is death.

Death cannot be denied.

It's the only real value
we possess.

My dear Wiktor...

You should leave for 3 weeks.

I'll inform Mother Superior.

We must carry on
with the renovation, doctor.

There's so much work at the farm,
they won't do it without me.

Take a vacation.
You can be replaced.

Don't you have relatives
or friends in the country?

You really should go.

I mean it.

PRODUCTION COMPANY "X"
PRESENTS

THE MAIDS OF WILKO

BASED ON A STORY
BY JAROSŁAW IWASZKIEWICZ

FILM BY
ANDRZEJ WAJDA

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Are you here to see Mr Kawecki?

Fela?
Me?

Wiktor!

Kazia, Wiktor's here!

Good evening.

My God, Wiktor!

What's brought you here?

I'm on my way to my uncle's place
and I thought I'd...

We would visit them all the time
and ask about you.

- My uncle and aunt knew nothing.
- Sit down.

All these years without any news
or a single letter, shame on you!

Julia...

You've become a legend here,
in Wilko.

We were just saying yesterday...

If only Wiktor was here!

It's rather unexpected for me.

That's how history is made.

I thought I'd passed through Wilko
like a shadow.

I kept silent because I assumed
no one here remembered me.

You assumed wrong then.

We always meet here for holidays
with our children.

Don't you recognize me?

Stop it, Kazia.

We're all here today
and that doesn't happen very often.

I don't see Fela.

Fela, come here.

She's my oldest daughter
and there's the other one.

Such a big girl!

They're both big.
I didn't know you were married.

But I meant adult Fela.

Mum...

Where's our grown-up Fela?

Don't you know?

She died.

Sit down.

I'll show you her grave.

Would you like to stay for dinner?

No, thank you, Kazia. I should get
to my uncle's place tonight.

But I would like some horses.

You'll have some tea then.

Yes, ma'am?

- Hitch the horses.
- Yes, ma'am.

I've heard nothing about you
for fifteen years.

Don't count the years.

All that time, I had no idea...

What's been going on,
who's married and who's not...

I don't want to commit
a faux pas.

Franciszka,
get the children to their beds.

We're going.

I'm married with two children.
Kazia's divorced, one son.

Jola's married, but no children.
Tunia's unmarried...

Zosia's married and has a son.

Wiktor...

What about you?

Is it really worth mentioning?

As you all know,
there was the Polish-Soviet war.

I joined the army
right after I left Wilko.

I fought in the battle of Kiev.

I'm a retired captain.

I work, managing
a farm near Warsaw.

I lead a normal life.

I really don't do
anything important.

The horses are ready, ma'am.

Thank you.
You've got the horses.

You must eat lunch tomorrow with us.

My husband should come,
you'll meet...

I'm sorry Julia, I should dine
with my uncle and aunt tomorrow.

- I'll come for tea.
- Is that a promise?

I'll be there.

Wiktor!

Come in!

You remembered about us!

Time goes by so quickly.

Your uncle's already asleep.

- You have electricity!
- You're surprised?

We've had it since last year.

Her name is Kasia,
so that you know.

Prepare the guest room.

She's just like your old Walercia.

Exactly the same!

Would you like something to eat?

Maybe I'll have some of this.

I bet you stopped by in Wilko.

Yes, they remember me
very well there.

No wonder!

You were too young back then
to appreciate their glances.

Are you still alone?

Yes, auntie.

And you're satisfied?

I have a good job.
Useful.

Work!

You lost the finest young ladies!

Auntie...

All right,
let's not talk about it.

Go to sleep.

- Good night.
- Good night, my dear.

Put some more wood on the stove.

Move it...

She's slow like a snail.

Good morning.

Tunia!

Come in!

I haven't seen you for ages!

These are for you from Kazia,
her specialty.

Thank you.

Currants, strawberries...
Thank you.

My, you're all grown-up now!
Sit down.

Wiktor's not here?

He's sleeping.
Shall I wake him up?

No, don't bother.
It's nothing important.

Good bye.

Give my thanks to Kazia
for the jam!

Wiktor...

Wake up, lunch's on the table.

That's right...

You must be exhausted.
You slept all morning.

Get up now...

We're waiting for you.

You haven't mentioned the war.

About Kiev.

Who was your commander?

It was ghastly,
I'd be glad to forget it.

Stop tormenting him.

Let him eat in peace.

That's all right, uncle.

Forgive me auntie,
but I'm going to Wilko for tea.

My dear,
it seems we won't be seeing much of you.

All young people are the same.

I'm not so young anymore.

You've got younger
than you used to be!

And more beautiful -
that's for sure!

The young ladies of Wilko shall
regret they didn't wait for you.

But nowadays marriage is not forever,
so all is not lost.

I'm going to get changed.

Good afternoon.

Hello!

Good afternoon.

Repeat after me.

One, two, three...

No. One, two, three, four.
Once again, please.

One, two, three...

And then?

Then: four, five, six.
Oh, no. Not pretty.

Once again.

Good afternoon.

Come in.

You've forgotten
we have our lunches a bit later here.

We've just finished.

That's my husband.

And that's Wiktor Ruben.
Our neighbours' nephew.

- I'm Kawecki, nice to meet you.
- Ruben.

We used to spend summers together.

Once he even tutored Zosia.

Please, sit down.

- I don't want to interrupt.
- Not at all!

Pleased to meet you.
My uncle praises you...

as a professional
who's developed Wilko.

It was nothing.

I also manage a farm
outside Warsaw.

Is that so?
Cigar?

Please.

- Before I forget: milk or butter?
- Both...

It's hot today.

How do you like it?

It's excellent.

Julia, where's Jola?

She has guests today.
Edward brought them from Warsaw.

She can't accompany you today.
But if you'd like a walk after tea...

Take Zosia.

Very well. I'll look for her.
Excuse me.

- Zosia!
- I'm in here.

- May I?
- Come in.

Don't mind him.

He takes a 2-hour nap after lunch,
like every real man.

You don't?

Do you need to watch him?

Wouldn't you like
to take a walk with me?

In the garden or the courtyard?

I'm too lazy for that now.

Maybe after tea?

Ask Tunia.
She's still vigorous.

Fine.
I'll find her.

It was 1922 or 1923...
Don't you recall?

This colonel from the Austrian army
became the schoolmaster in Grudziądz.

Wiktor!

That was his first year...

Let me introduce you, gentleman.

Wiktor Ruben.
A childhood friend.

- Dunin Hołecki.
- Good day.

Nice to meet you.

Sit down, gentlemen.

Would you care to sit with us,
Wiktor?

Tunia!

Would you like to go for a walk?

Excuse me.

- What's this? May I?
- Of course.

You read philosophy!

- Do you like going for walks?
- And you, sir?

- Call me Wiktor.
- I cannot, you're too old.

- I suppose that was a gaffe.
- Not at all.

You're right.

As a child, you used to have
such frightened eyes.

You once ran into the reception room
and cried, "a hen's chasing me!".

I would always take walks
with Fela then, to that mill.

Do you remember her?
You look like her.

A little.

She died 15 years ago.

She's not in there.
There was no room.

What do you mean?
That's a family tomb.

How should I know?
My sisters told me that.

She's buried next to the wall.

I think she's comfortable there
as well.

That's Fela's grave.

Your mum is not visiting too often.

No, she doesn't go out much.
She's not well.

You sigh as if you were in love.

They're calling for tea.

Go back by yourself,
I'm not coming.

When are you going
to visit us again?

When Jola's guests leave.

That won't be soon.
Other guests will replace them.

Go now.
I'd like to be alone.

Please...

Who is it?

Tunia.

It's you?

What do you want?

Zosia...

I'd like...

I want to ask you something.

Do you like him?

Who?

Wiktor.

No.

No?

No.

What about you?

Me?

No.

Really?

Yes.

I'm glad to hear that.

What's wrong?

Can't sleep?

I used to sleep like a log
when I was your age.

Why aren't you asleep, uncle?

It's no secret.

I come here to reminisce.

- Reminisce?
- Yes.

Do you bring back
only the bright moments?

Yes, I remember people.

I can see them as they were...

...when they gave me friendship
and love.

When I felt happy.

Did you have many moments
that you'd call happy?

Oh, yes.

Now I know I had.

When I was young,
I didn't realize it.

I can see that only my life
is stupid and meaningless.

A pointless struggle.

Forgive me, but I think
talking of happiness is naive.

I've given it
much thought and...

It's utopia.

Listen, Wiktor.

One day you'll conclude that your
life was like any other...

With good and bad moments.

Goodnight,
I hope you get some sleep.

To be honest with you, not everything
in Wilko is as it should be.

They have a lot to thank Kawecki for,

but he doesn't treat
Julia's sisters right.

It all comes down to money.
He owns Wilko with Rudnicki.

They want to pay off the sisters
but they haven't even begun yet!

Kazia has a mortgage on her capital.

Kawecki's especially mean to Kazia.

She's not married and has to stay
with her mother and the child.

I don't care at all about
any of this, auntie.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I've come to invite you
to my mum's name day party.

Thank you, we'll be there.

- Wiktor's invited as well.
- Of course.

You can't stay home alone.

It's been a long time
since I last came here.

Jola...

Who were those men?

They spoiled the pleasure
of your company for me.

They've left.

There are to be others.
Tunia told me.

Did she?

They come, they go...

Are you jealous, after 15 years?

Jealous?

Indeed, our conversation is strange.
You're delivering excuses...

Am I?

I shouldn't have asked.
I don't care, after all.

- That's a pity.
- What is?

I wish you cared and had cared.

- Were you in love with me?
- What about you?

I guess I wasn't.

Exactly.

I hope you know
I don't love you now either.

You played a different role
in my life.

What was that?

No matter what I did,
I always asked myself...

"What would Wiktor say?".

The funny thing is
how long it has lasted.

I looked for your praise...

Sometimes I wonder,
how you'd react...

- And...
- Well?

I presume you wouldn't
have always been pleased with me.

Have you been?

I want you to know
that I know it's not good.

Oh, nicely said -
"I want you to know that I know".

I'm asking you not to condemn me
or judge me.

Jola...
Please, tell me...

What right do I have
to condemn you?

Or anyone else for that matter!

You know who I am.

- A noble person.
- Thank you.

That's a lot
but also too little at the same time.

I've heard you know my life.

Is there anything in it

that would give me the right
to judge others?

There's nothing!
Just a smooth emptiness!

What about your work?

I do it because I have no other job.

You've dedicated yourself
to the blind.

I didn't love you...

But I have always respected you.
Very much.

That's not enough.

They'll be here soon for me.

Show me around.
Not the garden, though.

I mean the farmyard.

There are so many interesting
things at your uncle's place.

Fine, let's go.

One must have
some moral authority in life.

The more an immoral life one leads,
the more one needs it.

But what does "immoral" mean?

Look!

How pretty!
Black and white patches.

Just take a look!

In my opinion...

"Immoral" can be replaced
by "aimless".

Something that is done unwittingly,
needlessly...

Simply pointless.

That's what I call immoral.

Look! They're running
like there was a flood coming!

You look beautiful.

What did you say?

I'm going to have a pigsty
at my place too.

That's my task for now.

Forgive us for taking Jola so early.

It's late and there's no one
to serve supper instead of Kazia.

We don't mind.

Did you invite them
to mum's party?

Yes.

She did!

Jola's strange, you know.

Her husband rarely visits Wilko.

But there are always
other men there around her.

I've heard she's very well acquainted
with them.

Auntie... I'm not 20 anymore.

I know women.
What harm can she do me?

I'd like you to marry Tunia,
but Jola's spoiling it for me.

What are you standing there for?
Keep churning!

Today...

...we feel joy in our hearts...

And there's a reason for it!

We bring wishes to you, granny,
for today is your name day.

May you live long and stay cheerful.

May happiness add roses
to the wreath on your forehead.

May the sun in the sky
shine upon you,

May it send many rays of sunshine
and all of them for you.

Excuse me.

The wishes have come from
Kicia, Fela and Antoś.

How was your journey?

It was fine, thank you.

How do you find living here?

Quite normal.
I go for walks, read...

I take naps after dinner.

Wouldn't you say Wilko makes you
wonder more than any other place?

You're right.

Especially after 15 years.

I used to come here before the war.

Oh, you must be the young man
Fela was so madly in love with!

No, thank you.

I must admit I imagined you
quite differently.

Did you?

It must've been
because of Jola's stories.

Don't believe a word she says.
Nor you.

- Your wife is charming.
- I would say so.

And a very demanding one!

What's wrong, Wiktor?

I'm bored stiff, auntie.

Someone will hear you!

Fine, after dinner.

You must consider me
the wealthiest man in Poland!

You all stay here for months,
with servants and children,

and have the nerve to invite guests!

Who are those people?!

- I didn't invite them.
- No, of course not!

But you announced a dinner,
tea, supper...

You must think it's all for free!

That's the last time
you act on your own!

In the future,
ask me first, please!

Do you understand me, Kazia?

Come in.
I could use some help.

I thought you'd leave
and not even speak to me.

What do you want me to do?

Have some marmalade.

Entertain me
while I do this mundane job.

That's exactly
what I was hoping for.

I can't stand those people
and I don't know why.

Because they're all clueless.

You're being too harsh.
You're judging them too quickly.

Not everyone can be a philosopher.

They're good-natured
and hard-working.

Especially my sisters.

No, the others...

Only I see things differently.
I'm not special...

Only the things I've been through
made me uncompliant.

What do you mean
by the things you've been through?

My youth was quite difficult
and poor.

Then time wasted at university...

And the war
which prevented me from graduating.

The war really threw me off balance.

You've always been different.

That's not what made you isolated.

That's very flattering, Kazia.

It's neither a virtue or a credit.

I have no virtues
or credits either...

Yet I am different and that's
what matters the most in my life.

It's been decided for us.

Wolves live alone
and sheep stay in flocks.

Please leave, children.

I'll fetch the pudding in a minute.

The only difference in Wilko

is that the wolves
are eaten by the sheep.

Get out of here,
behave yourselves!

Antoś, sit at the table!

Rózia, take the tray, quickly!

Take it.

Come back for another one.

We used to see you differently too,
when we were all mad about you.

What are you talking about?
Who was mad?

We all were...
Now we can see that clearly.

Especially Fela.

Perhaps Jola was not so mad
about you, she only pretended.

She always used to do things like me.

And I was mad about you.

You were in love with me, Kazia?

And it was serious.

- But you don't love me now?
- No, don't worry.

I'd forgotten all about you.

I was very surprised
to see you here again.

You seem completely different now.

I've got older.

Certainly, but that's not all.

You've faded.

But I wouldn't like to see you
as you used to be.

It would destroy my life,

put together with difficulty.

I just want to say
you have nothing to fear from me.

I can't imagine a love like that now.

It even seems funny.

You must admit great love
is humiliating and ridiculous.

Humiliating - maybe,
but ridiculous?

Haven't you ever felt that
blind attachment is ridiculous?

No, never.

Then you've never loved.

Take this.

That's right.

I never had time for that.

Why do you need so much?

So there are enough jars
for the chosen ones.

Kazia, it's not that
I didn't have time.

I was a coward.

Good thing you know that.

Yes, I do.

The tea's ready,
it may be sewed.

Thank you, I'm coming.

Another stage reached.

And yet it's the last one.
We didn't get very far though.

We did get far, Kazia.

What is it that you want?

I asked you to come
because I wanted to see you.

I came for the name day party,
not to see you.

I'm going back to Warsaw today.

Go back then.

Leave it!

Help me.

Help me.

What do you mean?

Do something so that I'd...

Me?
Aren't you doing enough?

No.

It's you who didn't want us
to be together.

Oh...

Yes!

That's true.

I was afraid to grow old
happily with you.

I can't help you, Jola.

Simply because I don't want to.

It cost me far too much
to stop loving you.

But I can't...

Kazia...

What's wrong?

Don't worry,
you know how my husband is.

Julia...

Don't worry.

Having a good time?

Tunia, have you ever been
duck hunting?

No.

Then we'll go together.
Would you like to?

Yes!

Are you asleep, Wiktor?

Get up!

Your aunt told me to wake you.
You're going hunting with Tunia.

I don't feel like it.

But she'll be here soon.

Tell her to go home
and that the weather is no good.

I'm not leaving until you get up.

Wake up, lad!

You must know
it's too late to go duck hunting!

I'm sorry...

Let's go.

Finally, you're awake!

What sort of books do you read?

All sorts. Now it's Descartes'
"The Discourse on the Method".

Why are you laughing?
It isn't funny at all.

It reminded me that when I was your
age I would lie on the grass

and read books
which I didn't understand.

And didn't get a single sentence
by Hegel but I studied Kant.

Strange choices young people make
and waste their time.

So much time...

Later I never felt like returning
to it or had time to do it.

Why do you constantly
talk of the past?

You see...

It's just like this
late wild strawberry.

I take it to my mouth,
smell it...

That reminds me of June,
yet it's no longer June.

I only delude myself
that nothing's changed.

Each month, week or day
has its own colour!

While they pass, they transform
a man, his feelings and thoughts.

The aroma of this strawberry
reminds me...

that everything was different once -
the trees, my own laughter...

Maybe...
But it's summer now.

It's long before autumn starts.

You really think so?

Have you ever seen paintings
by Giorgione?

Yes, why?

You remind me of an angel
in one of them.

Just like Fela.

But my name is Tunia.

Yes, Tunia.

Edward and Jola's husband
have gone to Warsaw.

Julia's let me have a dance.
Would you like to come?

- Well...
- You must come!

It's going to be my evening!

That's enough.

Here's our Wiktor!

- How was the hunting?
- Excellent!

Where are the ducks then?

Ducks?

They have been gone for ages!

Let's switch!

Wiktor...

I like spending time with you.

I'd like to be your wife.

Tunia...

What are you saying?

Please, let me.

Let's join them!
Why aren't you dancing?

You were so eager to dance.
Ask Tunia.

Miss Tunia?
I think I will.

Must he always do
what I tell him?

That's dreadful!

You know, Zosia, there are moments
when I'm not afraid of anything.

Not even myself.

Look, Tunia is all grown up.

- Shall we dance?
- No.

Perhaps Zosia
won't turn me down.

May I have this dance?

No.

Excuse me.

Kazia!

Where shall I put this, ma'am?

Just there.

You look marvellous!

It's Julia's old dress,
from her engagement party.

You won't say no, will you?

Where's Julia?

She doesn't appreciate
these kind of dances.

Julia...

Why don't you join us?

You know...

I've never forgotten.

All these years...

In terrible moments, at war,
in the trenches...

I would dream that I mixed up
the rooms once again.

I entered the wrong room
after the walk.

Remember?

I only realized it
as I was lying right here...

And felt your body.

You pretended to be asleep
and I did too.

We played our parts

until our bodies started
searching each other...

Searching and searching...
Remember?

Julia...

I felt...

I felt your body and it was...

I have never felt
something like that...

...again.

I don't know why I'm telling you
this, but I'm not ashamed at all.

I've been waiting all evening for
you to come and tell me that...

Exactly that.

Shall we go and dance?

- Julia?
- Let's go downstairs!

Now ask me to dance.

The party's over for me.

What are you standing there for?
Go and give Tunia your shawl!

- Go away!
- What's happened?

I don't want to see you ever again!
I was supposed to kiss you first!

You've come to see all of us
or one of us in particular?

Zosia...

My sisters have been talking only
about you, since you arrived.

Take a seat.

I've come to apologize to Tunia.

Apologize?

I upset her.

Just like you did once with Fela?

I don't understand.

As usual.

I'm afraid you've become
the hero of the house once again.

What do you mean?
What are you all trying to tell me?

Nothing.

Because I know you wouldn't care.

You want me to believe
you get by without women?

Yes.

You're truly unbelievable!

I want you to know
not everyone believes that.

As much as you're not an object of hopes,
you're at least one of desires.

I can see you're terrified
and baffled.

Just like in the olden days.

Go and play now.
Enough for today.

You're still afraid to make
a decision, scared of everything!

Even yourself.

Did you discover my virtues now
or back then?

I've been watching you
for a long time.

I was a bad-tempered
and stupid child.

It was like blind man's bluff.

You were blindfolded in the middle and
everything was changing around you.

I even had fun
watching Fela's emotions.

I was 12
but I could see more than you could.

You were a woman.

Yes, but a 12-year old
and you were 20.

Maybe that's why I didn't like you
or take you seriously.

Let's finish grammar.
Repeat after me.

All you're saying is painful.

Because I know you don't care.

You don't care about any of this.

That's why you should leave
Tunia alone and not apologize.

You see, Zosia...

You've changed me with
those few words.

Perhaps I awakened something
which had been dormant for years.

On the contrary.

Summer has ended inside of me.

What's that?

Nothing.

Tell me.

I was drawing my life line.

See, how it beautifully rises
until 1914.

The only problem is what shall I do
with the subsequent 15 years.

It's been long
since we last rode like that.

What are you waiting for?

I've got something to tell you.

Just a few weeks before the war,
I was coming back from hunting.

I stopped in this meadow
and I saw what follows...

You were sitting and Fela was
standing naked with her back to me.

She was brushing her hair.

You noticed me first.
You had this blue dress...

You screamed and Fela turned around...

She asked me, just like that:
"Why aren't you passing?".

Perhaps it was:
"Why aren't you coming?".

Do you remember what she said?

She shouted, curled up squatting,
trying to cover herself.

Don't you remember?

What was that she said?
You don't remember?

No?

Stop it!

Come in.

How could we forget
about mother!

She likes to eat.

Zosia's husband is here.
That's no surprise...

He's a diplomat.
Consul in Lübeck.

Lübeck was in the Hanseatic League,
wasn't it?

Yes, it was, in the middle ages.

Wasn't it?

Give him more fodder,
his flanks are caving in.

They're beautiful!

What would I do without them?!

I've come to say goodbye.

So you're leaving...

What's wrong, uncle?

- You must be exhausted!
- It's nothing.

You must take care of your health.
Don't take it for granted.

Take a seat.

It's nothing...
It'll go away soon...

I think I know
why you don't sleep at night.

And yours is a completely
different reason than mine.

You see...

I don't want to be surprised.

I want to consciously accept it.

I'd like to know how the thought
comes off the body...

Is the pain enormous...

You see...
I've come to terms with it.

What are you doing
with that horse?!

- I'm going to pack my things.
- Fine.

Hold him firmly!

Good morning.

Wiktor...

Would you help me?

No, I want to watch.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Excuse me.

What is it?

You think sensitivity
fades away with age?

And that what happened yesterday
was just in bad taste?

And that it spoiled what you had
once experienced here?

Leave it, Jola.

Are you just going
to stand there?

Sit down.

My, I am so hungry!

You can see I know...

I know what you're thinking.

But I really don't care.

I don't care.

Finally.

You must've changed
your mind lately.

Yesterday's consummation...

of our relationship, our feelings,
should've remained...

unrealized.

You see it as realization.
I'd have never thought of that.

It had nothing to do
with our youthful flirting.

The two can't be compared.

I agree.

But this so called flirt
left me wanting.

Did it?
Stop it, Jola.

Friendship between us
is impossible.

The spheres we live in
are so different.

And I do not mean
the company we choose

but astronomically!

Astronomically...

That means...

...we can't share an orbit, right?

Unless there's
a cosmic catastrophe.

Horrible.
You're a horrible man.

Jola, you're here!

You've got a letter
from your husband.

Jola is always hungry.
That's her second breakfast.

Listen to this:

Dear Jola, I'm pleased to inform
you that I arrived safely at 10:35.

The next day I went
to my law offices right away...

Please give my thanks to Jola...

Jola?
Julia!

I thanked myself!

Where was I?
Many thanks...

I'm sorry for any problems
I caused.

- I sincerely hope...
- What does it say?

And so on.

Isn't it a nice letter
from a husband?

It's like an official document!

I'm pleased to inform
and sincerely hope!

He's become completely insensitive
in this office of his!

His law office!

- Give me some cucumber.
- Julia...!

You always take
what I've prepared for myself!

Pass me the honey.

You know, in all honesty,
I always loved Julia.

- Want some cheese?
- No, honey.

All right then!
And the honey.

The linens have been ironed,
ma'am.

Leave them on the table.

My dear, I'd like to leave now.

You still have four more days.

I could even prolong it.

Really?

But if you think it's better
for you to go, then go!

Let nothing keep you here.

Wiktor's leaving.

Really?

- You've made up your mind?
- Yes, I'd like to say goodbye.

So long.

Jola...

Will we be seeing you
in another 15 years?

Say goodbye
to your mother for me.

For the next stage
of our friendship.

Thank you.

Where's Tunia?

She's barely left her room
since the night of the party.

It's hard to convince
her to come down even for meals.

What is she doing in there?

I don't know.
Perhaps she's reading?

Are you taking
the afternoon train?

Yes.
I'll go and say goodbye to Tunia.

Tunia...
I want to bid you farewell.

I'd like to say goodbye.

Goodbye.

Julia, what's wrong?
It's not time for your shot yet.

I don't know.
Lately I've been feeling better...

Now again...

It'll be fine.

Did Tunia come down for breakfast,
Kazia?

No.

Tunia!

Jesus Christ...

Tunia!

It's locked.

Open the door!

Take this away!

Everything's going to be
all right now.

Do you plan
to live like this forever?

What do you mean, auntie?

I'm talking about your future.

You think I should quit my job?

I like it though.

Or perhaps I should
remain here, or at Wilko?

The war's drained me,
I put so much effort

into the years that followed...

I want no changes in my life.

But you keep wasting it.
That's no explanation.

Haven't you ever
longed for love?

Yes, I have.

I know.

It slipped through my fingers.
But not now.

It was long ago.

My dear Wiktor!

You look a lot better than you did
when you arrived.

You're tanned, strong...

Thanks to you.

You really don't want a ride?

No, thank you.

- When will you visit again?
- Don't ask him that.

Well, Wiktor, I think this is
the last time we'll ever see each other.

What are you saying?!

He knows.
Farewell.

Farewell, uncle.

Go now.

Goodbye!

What do you feel leaving Wilko?

I don't know.
Regret, I suppose.

For all that passes,
drifts away...

All that can only be seen
from a distance.

I don't want to miss my train!

Tomorrow it wouldn't be
possible for me to leave.

- You're joking?
- Certainly.

What would I do here, a lost one
from another planet?

Please...
...don't neglect Fela's grave.

This film is dedicated to
Jaroslaw Iwaszkiewicz

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