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Damn button.

-Who's being buried?
-A painter.

-Does the government pay us?
-No, we pocket the cash from the widow.

Which one is that? The old or the young?

I don't know.

Olek, this is for the funeral.

-Bogdan.
-God bless you.

Witek, you were late.

But I'll still give you half
for the splendid solo.

Thanks.

If not for these funerals
we'd starve on a pension.

Well, the mines are no more,
but the band is going strong.

-That's it. I don't regret it.
-I do. I'd still go underground.

You could trade places with
the buried one. He might like the idea.

Look, the minute
we bury him the sun comes out.

Don't worry. It'll come out for us too.

Look, the widow.

Can I give you a lift?

Give up, Witek.
She's out of your league.

Maybe, but she's beautiful.

Nalepa asked me if you
could sell a pair.

Tell him he can kiss my ass.

I haven't had any better for years.

Come to me, darlings.

Come, come, I gotcha.

I'll tell you, man to man.

If you get lonely, remember that
your girlfriend is waiting for you.

Tell him he should forget chasing women.

I'll tell him you never refuse a lady.

But he's only got one,
while you screw every woman in the club.

And you have a wife that
only makes you tremble.

I tremble, all right.

But I have someone to return home to.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

-Sunny living room.
-I'm glad to finally meet you.

Would you like some tea?

No, thank you.
We just dropped by for a moment.

-The bathroom?
-On the right.

Please sit down.

As you know, Father didn't leave a will.

The apartment belonged to my family.

I was his only family.

You have a month to move out.

You can sell the furniture.
You may also keep his paintings.

-I don't understand.
-Please don't make things difficult.

This is already embarrassing
for all of us.

Beautiful.

Thank you.

This is our last time together.
Someone will stand in for me.

But you'll come back to us, Ms. Barbara?

A trip to the seaside will do you good.

I always went there with Edward.

He loved the scenery.

He left so many paintings.

There's no man
It's not a drama

I can be happy without one

YOUTH COMES WITH AGE

You'll be miserable alone…

You're cold as ice

I'll be an animal

Two wodkas in the bar are on me

Are you ashamed of your underpants?

I keep them buried in my closet
It's a G-string era now

I know nothing about it
I will do it myself

Wiktor, we need transport.

No more of that, boss.

But it's just a couple of paintings.

I can't carry things. My back hurts.

You'll manage, Witek.
It's not far to our club.

We need help, Ms. Barbara.

If it's not far, of course we can try.

But the paintings are big.
It will be hard work.

You kidding? I was in the mines.
My pal and I will manage.

I kiss your hand, Ma'am.

Stop bullshitting, Wiktor. Let's play!

I'm coming.

I kiss your hand, Ma'am.

Wiktor!

Coming!

So it's done.

He will scare the children.

But the women are begging for more.

Careful.

It's paid for. It's my loss if...

Maybe those pictures too?

Are you moving out?

To the seaside during the renovations.

The sea!

I know it like the back of my hand.

I'm going too.

Maybe I could take you there.

No, thank you. I have some
errands to do on the way.

That's fine. We'll split the fuel bill.

And you can decide when, what route...

How much would you like, for the ride?

Like I said.

Split the fuel 50-50 and it's a deal.

Why are you bullshitting her?

Where did you see the sea?

In pictures?

I'm gonna see it now.

You're drooling over this fresh widow?

What's your problem? They weren't married.

So what?

It doesn't count.

A little longer and
it will cost more to scrap it.

I paid half my severance pay for it.

When? I must have not been born yet.

Even a chick wouldn't purr like that.

So how much for this rust bucket?

Like I said, 15.

Dad...

Nobody will give you
that much for this car.

I won't budge.

I'm late. Sorry.

By 40 minutes.

But I had a fare, then I had to
do something extra for Madam.

I looked in a lot of stores.

You'll be like a queen on the throne.

Queen of the jungle, huh?

How about the mountains instead?

-I know them as--
-The seaside is the deal, alright?

Here's my half.

I have the latest hits here.
Would you like to hear them?

Can you turn it off, sir?

This one isn't bad either.

No, please. I'm asking you to turn it off.

How about we use first names? Wiktor.

Witek to you.

Better stay focused on the road,

rather than your hits, sir.

Your wish is my command.

Pity.

One feels bad without music.

When the cupid's arrow dashes

When the cupid's arrow dashes

To connect two hearts

Weirdos.

Easy Rider.

What did you say?

There was this film, Easy Rider.

An easy rider.

I had a bike once too.

Jawa 250.

I got a voucher from the party chairman.

Those were good times.

Girls would just jump on.

Um...

That was your pick-up method?

Yeah, but the late Edward
must've had a good method as well.

Men like Edward are no more.

I learned life in the mines.
Toiling at the coal face.

That's why you are what you are.

Forty years underground.
A draw full of medals.

Congratulations.

Not all the guys from
the team returned home.

You weren't born with a silver spoon
in your mouth.

No, but I'm a lucky devil.

We can get a good feed
not far from here. My treat.

No filming. Turn it off.
That's it. Understand?

Don't do that. Sorry.

It's just to show the family.

-The specialty is liver with onions.
-No, thank you.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-The usual?
-That's right.

And for you, Ma'am?

Tea, please.

Excuse me.

Get out of here!

You've got your own!

You got your head up your ass.
Get out of here!

Can we go now?

And the food?

I don't feel like it.
I've lost my appetite.

Maybe somewhere along the way.

Alright.

Come on!

Go, my baby.

Slow down!

I mean it. Please pull over at once.

Watch out!

It's an old horse but it goes like a colt.

Old but stupid...

I did 120 kilometers an hour!
Were you scared?

I decide when and how I die. Moron.

No kraut will look into my trunk!

He only took a picture of your old wreck.

Don't say that. It's mature, like us.

Pig.

Leopard skin and
centerfolds under the seat.

Been nosing around?
Who do you think you are?

Do you come from somewhere special?

Please pull over immediately!

Who's a pig?
Who doesn't speak proper Polish?

Seriously?

On your way. Find another moron, please.

Thank you very much, Ma'am. Good day.

Oh, God, Edward! Stop!

Centerfolds. Centerfolds...

Stop! Kaput!

"Fahren." Fast fahren.

Slowly. The sign says 60.

Look, Dad. It's him.

Halt. Kaput.

Bitte wait.

Please wait.

The worse the you treat them
the more they like it.

It's not about naked chicks.
It's about pigeon races.

My Majster is a champ.

-What master?
-My pigeon.

I have got the best pigeons
in Silesia, Madam!

They spread fleas
and shit all over windowsills.

Mine don't!

I would have come back, anyway.

A deal is gospel.

I agree.

I demand satisfaction.

So now we're getting somewhere.

Come, come…

I'm looking for my father.

We played at the club all night.
Maybe he's asleep.

I rang the bell, but no answer.

He may be asleep somewhere else.

What? He has someone?

Could be.

You bullshitting me?

When he comes back,
tell him he has a buyer for his car.

When he comes.

I'll tell him, when he comes.

Please pull over.

I don't know.

The kid will catch pneumonia!
Please pull over.

Jump in, we'll give you a ride.

I knew when I finished the rosary,
someone would take pity.

I'm going to the Black Madonna.

I used to go there from my mine.
Those were good times.

Such an experience boosts your faith.

Wait. Put something on.

I don't know how to thank you.

It's nothing. Anyone would do it.

Not all drivers are so nice.

May I?

Sure, sure.

Fasten your seat belt.

The driver is always right.

-Evergreen hits, huh?
-Yeah.

When the Cupid's arrow flies…

How about a stopover?

Excuse me.

Cold, right?

A little.

Well, get warm.

Thank you very much.

They serve fine tripe soup here.
Care for some?

Yeah. With pleasure.

I'm back.

I'll be right back.

Miss Wet T-shirt.

She's just a kid.

What will you have?

Tea here and water with
a pail of ice for the gentleman.

-It's sparkling water only.
-Very good.

Even better.

And two of the tripe soup.

-Two?
-Yes.

You wanted to pick her up.

I don't care what you
do in your leisure time.

As long as I get my ride, sir.

How very formal.

Your every wish
will be answered. I promise.

I'll hold you to that.

Excuse me a minute.

Just a second.

Good that you're back,
but the girl vanished.

So let's run away before she's back.

But she vanished with my wallet and phone.

Damn it!

Hey, where are you going?
Come back!

No, she's not there.

-So, we fucked up.
-Excuse me?

I'm sorry. It's vernacular.

We won't catch up with her
in this piece of junk.

Excuse me?

I thought that
I could trust my judgment.

I didn't like her from the start.

I could see that.

We've got her.
She's cleaned him out too.

But it's not her!

She may know her.

In the car or on the lawn?

-Look...
-The wife can watch.

We're looking for a girl.
A blonde. She cleaned us out.

You must've been quite demanding.

Have you seen her around?

I don't remember anything for free.

A sandwich?

Feeding the flock is forbidden.

Don't you see she's hungry?

Get the fuck out of here.
You'll scare our clients off.

Listen, creep. I'm talking to you.

Let the girl eat.

You talking to me?

He's right. Giving head
on an empty stomach!

Shut your mouth!
You want to play the rebel?

Show respect to women, you pig!

I swear to God, you're dead
when I see you again!

Hey, you're made of strong stuff.
Where did you get the pepper spray?

-From Edward.
-He always carried it?

No! He told me to be wary of cabbies.

I have to hand it to him,
he's been around.

Are we going back?

That's what Edward would have done?

Well, how do we get there without money?

The road is straight,
and our tank is full.

No place to phone from.

There's no need.

Do you want to look for a fare here?

No fare. But I have an idea.

Edward wouldn't have thought of it.

You have no tact whatsoever, Mr. Witek.

Witek would be better and nicer,
Ms. Barbara.

Miner of the year...

That's what we're looking for.

POST OFFICE

Post office.

It's closed!

No. No smoking in the car.

Pacyna.

8 Upper Pacyna.

I planned on letting
Majster go at the beach but needs must.

Joy rider! The pigeon must have fleas.

Fly to your girlfriend, pal.

At least you'll have some fun.

I've got no chance.

What's that meant to be?

An SMS message.

A drive-in hotel. Has the most
stars in its category.

It's nonsense to expect to be
rescued by a stupid pigeon.

Majster is not stupid!

Let's put the seats back
if we're spending the night here.

No, no. No need.

-It'll be more comfortable.
-I'll take the back seat.

We can cuddle up when it's cold.

Witek.

Each of us knows
their place in this car.

Yeah. So I'm going to look for mine. Bye.

Majster's just flown in.

I'll be damned.

Must be an SMS from the beach.

Wait, he's folded it so tight.

"We've been robbed. Send money."

Where do I get money, damn it?

-Need my help?
-No, it’s for Witek.

Money for screwing and drinking.

No. He was robbed on the way.

Yeah, right. So you rob our house.

You shrew!
He'll return it when he's back!

I really see him returning it.

Give it back, or you'll regret it.

I'm scared shitless.

You think that I would rob
my own house?

You'll be sorry!
Sooner than you think!

Pigeon lovers, kiss my ass!

Fuck you.

Witek...

Witek! Hello, are you there?

The best gals are in Wilhelmina
You screw best after vermouth

Witek.

When you're feeling down at night

Grab a pair of ample breasts

If that won't be enough

Lay down between beatuiful thighs

If you won't be asleep
And your thingy will be up

You'll surely get
A fine breakfast in the morning

So, you've found your place.

Make yourself at home.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

These weirdos are good boys.

You change your mind fast.

Sometimes it pays to give
someone a second chance.

Beer? Or do I bring the thermos?

No, no! Thank you.

Could I have one?

I wish I was as young as them.

Youth is beautiful,
but it comes only once.

And old age?

They give it out gratis.

Let's go swimming!

I thought you didn't smoke.

You don't forget this taste.

Those were the times.
Rock and roll, free love.

Mr. Edward must've been cool as well then.

You will spoil everything.

Wait.

I need fresh air.

Basia!

It's fallen!

What?

A star. Make a quick wish.

And you believe that?

I do.

There's another one. A wish, quick!

An exhibition of all Edward's works.

You mean those snaps
we took to the club?

What snaps? Paintings!

His oeuvre.

I want people to remember him.

Why not? If we make a wish,
the stars will help us.

Well.

A ballerina.

Your ID, please.

Wait.

Don't you need to rent a room?

But it's beautiful by the lake.

-This is private property.
-We're here in private.

But we're on business.
Your ID and driver's license.

We were robbed yesterday.

That can be established.

Check if it's stolen.

What? Stolen?

We have a report of
an identical stolen car.

I don't give a shit, this is my car!
Stolen...

ID, please.

I don't have it.

Your current address?

Nowhere.

Date of birth?

Is that what they
teach you in the force?

Sorry. Our role is not to pay compliments.

And whose is this?

Majster's.

Where is he?

He flew away.

-You mean he bolted?
-Yeah.

That's not the car.

They found it on the interstate highway.

So see you.

I advise you to recover your memory.

Next time the police won't be so nice.

And you're better off
screwing somewhere else.

You can tell me how old you are.

Why? At your age you're sure to forget.

So we're going back?

Why? Majster did it!

Quite a lot for a pigeon.

My pigeons make it home from anywhere.

They love you.

I love them too.

Please stop there.

After that collapse underground,

I promised St. Barbara

I would sin less.

He promised St. Barbara,
but he prays to St. Rita.

Those two know each other up there.

They'll talk about me, gossip a bit.

Like at the club.

-What club?
-Well, the women gossip too.

Only about my strong points.

Yeah...
"I'll slip in between a pair of thighs."

A good line, huh? Sticks in your memory.

St. Barbara is going red.

Don't get her involved.

We'll drive there.

Over those bumps? This is Hicksville.

This will ruin my suspension.

And now to the right.

Basia?

Basia.

You've missed this house.

Edward...

He ditched you?

...had a heart attack.

It killed him.

Mom also only suffered briefly.

A pity I couldn't make it then.

Did she say anything?

To trim the trees in the spring.

-What?
-Our apple trees in the orchard.

Hello.

I asked you to wait.

I thought something had happened.

Welcome.

He's my chauffeur.

We must be going.

Basia, wait.

Mom's final request
was to make a compote

from the orchard for when you return.

You think she forgave me?

Long ago.

Over here, Suzie's gone to University,

my old man and son-in-law
are working in Ireland,

and I'm raising the grandkids.

She takes after you.
We thought she'd play some day.

When I was your age,
I played this piano.

-Really?
-Yes.

Philip's fallen asleep. Come, Anielka.

And a kiss goodnight?

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight, darling.

Not a bad piece.

Verdi.

Oh, Monte Verde?

Why are you laughing?

Never mind. You know about music.

So what?

I'm just a driver.

But we travel together.

I'll make your bed upstairs.

Thank you.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Oh, good to see you.

I wanted to make coffee,
but the electricity is out.

Maybe a fuse?

Good to have a man around.
I'll make you breakfast.

And Barbara?

Already up and about.
Should be back soon.

Have you known each other long?

No, only recently.

She ditched her family for Edward.

Always Edward this, Edward that.

She was so young.
Fell in love and ran away.

She did?

Edward was married.

And Father disowned Barbara.

She wouldn't talk to us for years.

You can turn it on now.

It's good that she's not alone.

Hello?

Bogdan?

What's up?

Betty threw me out of
the house because of your loan.

I'll return everything when I get back.

How are my pigeons?

Like pigeons.

They eat, shit and wait for you.

Tell Nalepa he can buy them.

Are you nuts?

Return whatever you owe

and take the rest to the club manager.

She'll know what to do with it.

Yeah, it's that widow. I knew it, man.

Witek, you'll lose the cup!

I don't give a shit.

Do like I told you.

All right. Take care.

Bye, Witek.

My darling.

You're here too?

Oh, you're like a plane.

Stay with us.

You could teach Anielka to play.

To come back after all these years...

Home is where your loved ones are.

He cares about you.

How did that Verdi go?

"Va pensiero."

Beautiful.

Really.

Maybe you'll teach me that someday?

And you'll teach me to drive a car.

-No driver's license?
-I have one.

But…

Edward always wanted to drive.

-Let's switch places.
-Now?

You drive.

Come on, get in.

Start. Yes, very nice.

Slowly.

Good. You know how to.

Oh, my queen, I'll miss you.

And you, Blondie, how pretty you are.

You've been a fine fellow, you know?
A fine fellow indeed.

How will I manage without you, darlings?

So, you've come, Shit-ass.

You've been a fine fellow.

I messed up.

Could've been worse.

We'll manage.
Ignition, clutch, and reverse.

Easy on the clutch
and give it a bit of gas.

Not so hard. Easy on the clutch.

Excuse me. I gotta go.

Damn it.

What's this shit?

Edward!

Darling! I'm sorry.

What Edward?

How could you? In this shitty place!

I'm sorry, darling.

I meant to disperse you
at the seaside. And I will.

I'm sick. I swallowed a stiff.

You mustn't say that about Edward.

You're right. He's been sitting
in the thermos bottle all along,

so he can be warm.

Who the hell is lying
in the cemetery?

Nobody.

How long do you plan to hide him?

One doesn't talk of such matters
with strangers.

I didn't agree to drive a hearse.

Edward!

I've eaten Edward!

There's a tractor.

Hello.

What are you?

Salesmen?

No, we aren't.

We already have our Bible.

Come and connect it!

Ready?

Mom's afraid she won't
live to see Christmas.

My car ran into a ditch.

Will you help me pull it out?
The tractor's in working order?

Yeah.

But not today.

Let's go.

Please come on in, Ma'am.

It's a sin to drink alone.

-My name's Roman.
-Witek.

Well, at long last.

It'll do to disinfect
my insides after the stiff.

How are we going to drive after this?

Who says we will?

Not fond of drink, eh? Sit down.

I'll tell you this, they're all the same.

Women are always difficult, Roman.

We want something for their own good,

but they must have their way! Your health.

Mine ran away to Belgium with a neighbor.

It's been eight years.

Are you waiting for her?

Not for her. For him.

I'll club him like a rat.

A matter of honor. Pour some more.

Anybody there?

Nobody!

There's nothing here.

Empty, not a thing here.

You practice professional drinking, eh?
Where's my father?

Witek is hardheaded,
but when it comes to women,

his heart is as soft as a pancake.

Where is he?

He's run after a widow to the seaside.

What widow?

A black one, the blackest.
If one like that gets you,

she'll suck you dry.

Where's he gone?

To the seaside. Like a hawk
after a turtle dove.

What seaside?

I don't know.

Leave me alone! Go away, damn it!

Damn it!

There's no pigeons,
there's no life. Nothing.

Bogdan. We should rescue him.

Are you sleeping with
the thermos bottle or me?

Don't play the fool.

I'm old-fashioned. I can't
sleep with him in the same bed.

And I'm too old for threesomes.

No, no.

What?

-You sleep up there.
-Where?

Up there.

If he's there watching, I can't get it up.

Edward....

Thanks.

-Witek, hair of the dog?
-No, no.

-Witek...
-No!

Take care, man!

On your way back, you must visit us.

Good.

-Let's go.
-You're not paying?

I won't waste my bottom dollar on fuel.

Not only a drunk but a thief to boot.

What came over me to go to the seaside?

With such a shrew.

Pig!.

Stop! Stop!

Pull over!

And now they'll arrest us.

Gold-plated. It should suffice.

Stop!

She's in labor!

Will you take us along to the town?

My wife's in labor!

Also corrupt...

You could help her.

Me?

Should I? Aren't you a woman?

But I've never...

It must've begun!

I'm pulling over.

Hello.

We need to report a missing person.

Who do you mean?

-My father.
-And the pigeons too.

I suspect a woman
has kidnapped him.

How old is your father?

Sixty-two.

It's good that she still cares, anyway.

He is in poor health.
It's dangerous for him.

Be happy that he's got someone.

I have a witness to the kidnapping.

I kiss your hand, Ma'am.

Take him away or we'll send him to rehab.

He doesn't touch alcohol.

It's from the fumes when
he disinfected the pigeon coup.

I don't touch alcohol.
The fumes, 'cause the pigeons.

Or I send you both to the lock-up.

-I don't touch alcohol.
-I sympathize with you.

-When do you start searching?
-We've already started.

I want to talk to your superior.

This is not the place for complaints.
We do investigations.

Good day!

Poor women!

-Your first?
-Yeah.

Think about the next one.

What the fuck?

Hold onto this, or you'll fall down.

God wanted us to have three.

But we didn't manage, before she died.

No peeking. It'll soon be over.

God always takes the best ones first.

Don't faint on me.
Has something happening?

Damn, you're soft. Come on.

All right.

And I'm left with one son.

A girl.

Edward... didn't want...

Then I thought, that's okay.

But now...

What's your name?

Barbara.

Wait a second!

Take this.

I can't.

Please. It's a gift.

Witek?

Witek! Do you hear me?

Anyone ask you
to stick your nose in my shed?

I thought you'd like it.

I liked it the way it used to be.

The mailman brought it.

I know. I sent it myself.

These are the money
I accidentially put into the pocket.

Bogdan, you felt bad alone.
Come back home.

I didn't move out of
the house by myself.

What a beauty!

Where did you get it?

You like him?

Sure. How pretty.

Come, come. What a pretty one.

Nurse.

We couldn't find his ID. What's his name?

Witek.

I don't know his last name.

Please wait here.
I'll attend to you right away.

What are you doing here?

St. Barbara, you'll be the death of me.

You're alive?

They told me you weren't!

Those damn quacks.

You bolted!

Got the keys?

-You bolted or they discharged you.
-In a manner of speaking.

But you're in a hurry?

-Cool it!
-To the other side.

-While I was pushing the car...
-What?

-I pulled these muscles.
-And what?

The quacks took it for a heart attack.

You could really have
had a heart attack.

You really could have!

Good. Cool it!

I said I'd drive you and I will.
Give me the keys.

Wait. Get out.

-Why?
-I'm going to drive.

To have a woman order me around...

There.

Fasten your seat belt.

A woman has never ordered
me around in my car.

How do you feel about it?

One could get used to it.

Don't get too used to it.

You have to work your way up.

Witku!

Finally.

God.

So much water!

And sand!

This water is salty.

Babs. And it stings my eyes!

So you've never been to the seaside!

You lied!

Would you have come along with me?

I guess not.

But I know the mountains
like the back of my hand.

If you ever fancy going, I'm your man.

I'll think about it.

Come. Let's go.

Don't you like it here?

I want to say goodbye to Edward
at the place I met him.

Open the shutters.

I'll bring in the luggage.

Bogdan, you've got the money
from the pigeons?

I do.

That's good.

Take care of that exhibit, okay?

Get everything ready.

Has your old lady
let you come back home?

Yes, she has.

Your son is looking for you.

We'll be back. Me and Barbara.

Look, Witek. I like you.

But you have your dame
and I have mine.

You know him?

He's my boatman.

I didn't know that you knew anyone here.

I have a surprise for you.

When we return.

Edward would've liked you.

I have something to do.

Enough?

But no witnesses.

I brought breakfast.

You must be hungry.

Dear Witek,

This was to be my last journey.

I wanted to depart along with Edward.

I was sure I had nothing to live for.

I was wrong.

I want you to know that I regret nothing.

I discovered I can look at the world anew,

think, and even feel.
You helped me with that.

Thank you. Don't look for me.

I must find my place by myself.

-Hello, Gertruda.
-Hello.

What about the paintings?

All sold.

All?

Who'd have thought?

I have something for you.

From whom?

I don't know.

Man…

we got new pigeons.
And we can start over.

Check them out. They'll be great fliers.

Witek.

Take it from me, Witek...

A woman is only a woman.

But a pigeon is something else.

It was an endless, sunless winter

It was very dark, sleepless and lonely

I don't believe it's over
That there's nothing

You want to leave, then leave
Memories will remain

I ask for more
For shivers and night's heat

Let them chase me away

And burn me to the ground

Love, passionate and churning
Just this once

Love, passionate and churning
Before we run out of time

I need a chauffeur.

To the seaside?

To the mountains.