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It's so easy to walk here when there's no water.

These 4 are mine. And Wito is taking the oxygen.

- I'll take these 3. - These 3 stage bottles, ok.

Wave to me gentlemen.

You first.

Janusz.

Unbend your knee.

Yes, like this.

Make a step, Janusz.

Here.

Put your foot down.

Hold it for a moment.

Stop.

Like this.

Now a large step.

Yes.

You need a hint? Ok.

Once again.

Again.

Again.

Ok, great. Read it.

Excellent.

Shall I put my swimsuit on?

Hello?

Will you come out?

Hi!

Aren't you cold? Will you be sitting here?

They still have 1,5h of classes left.

Are you going to the cloakroom to change?

Will you manage alone?

Do you want soap to use in the shower?

No soap?

No, the toilet bag is in the car.

I can go and get it.

I must go anyway to bring Artur the regulator.

Do you want a banana?

What do you want?

A deodorant?

An apple? I don't have one.

Do you want something to eat or the cosmetics?

You want the whole toilet bag?

Dear Ladies and Gentlemen, our guest today is Janusz Solarz.

A lawyer.

And an economist.

The second faculty?

Yes, law is my second faculty.

I didn't know. We'll make corrections.

An intellectual property specialist.

And a PhD in civil law.

The second correction.

You have a PhD?

Did you get a higher degree?

Not yet.

The rector's plenipotentiary for the youth.

No, I was his secretary.

Nothing but mistakes although we know each other well. Unbeliavable.

The councillor.

Not anymore.

I was the chairman of the city council in Skawina for 2 terms.

A candidate for the deputy.

Twice.

You're a diver. An unusal one.

Rumor has it that you're the chief instructor

for Polish commandos, teaching them diving and killing from under water.

Is it true?

Even if it was, I couldn't tell you.

How much do you sleep?

5 and a half hours.

Always?

At best.

So sometimes it's less?

How much do you work then?

All the remaining time.

How do you relax?

Alcohol? Cigarettes? Drugs? Gambling?

Diving.

But this is your job.

And pleasure.

So what's next? Do you have any time to live your life?

But this is my life.

Show it to me.

No.

Where do you live?

Janusz, what street do you live in?

What's your address?

Give me your address, please.

What's the street? The city? The number of the house and flat?

Cross it out.

I didn't mean your telephone number.

Ok, once again.

Janusz, which city are we in?

Where do you live?

In Krakow? In Poznan?

Which city do you live in?

We're in Warsaw.

Oh, ok. I thought that... you know...

Recreational diving.

The most popular one.

With 1 scuba tank on your back.

When people leisurely admire fish.

Today, however, we're going to talk about technical diving.

This is such diving which requires the change of gases

and therefore the use of stage bottles.

The deeper and longer we dive,

the more complicated the dive is

and the more bottles we need to use.

The largest amount of fatal accidents.

happen because of the wrong use of gases.

For instance, switching to oxygen at 21 metres.

At such depths, oxygen is toxic for our brain.

In short, it poisons our brain, causing visual hallucinations,

Epileptic-like seizures and eventually loss of consciousness.

When we lose consciousness, the regulator falls out of our mouth.

We breathe subconsciously inhaling water into our lungs.

And then we're gone.

Janusz!

You've finally turned up.

You've brought bad weather.

For tough guys.

What does "masama" mean?

It just comes out of his mouth.

- It's without any meaning? - No, it has no meaning.

But you're making more and more sounds.

We will work out the plan depending on what happens tomorrow.

It may turn out that at 6 metres

something hurts you, you cannot descend...

Ok, I know we're hoping for the best, but...

If we go through the first 10 metres,

then gradually we'll go deeper and deeper

and maybe finally we'll succeed.

We'll go into the water

and you'll become yourself again.

Wait, wait... It should go on the knee.

Now it's ok, pull it up.

Now, this is where things get tricky.

Jesus, how I love you in this wetsuit.

Our camp doctor

refused to take on the responsibility and to examine you before the dive,

so we're relying solely on your doctor, Jacek.

What's Jacek's surname?

Ok, Joanna will remind me.

As we expected, 99 out of 100 doctors would say,

"no!"

I know, I know...

Your skull was open.

Ok.

Good. Wait, wait.

Ok?

Ok, Janusz...

I know everything's gonna be ok,

but we need to make a few things clear.

If anything goes wrong, something hurts you, just show "up."

Ok? Nothing by force.

Ok?

It was 7 months after the stroke.

He walked really badly.

He couldn't keep his balance.

I thought, "Let's go to a swimming pool. We'll see how he manages in the water."

We went to a swimming pool that Janusz knew, with warm water, not too big.

The only inconvenience was the ladder.

I invited 7 people with HSA certification, all of whom knew Janusz.

Eventually, Janusz was in the water with only one of the instructors.

Because as soon as Janusz had walked into the water, he flourished like a flower.

He discovered he had the arm and leg, that he could easily swim underwater.

He started doing exercise. For 40 minutes.

As if he had come back to his natural enviroment.

Are you alive?

Was it cold?

No?

Oh...

What are you trying to say?

I can see... Show me.

Oh my!

But it's healed here.

Otherwise it would...

I like your optimism.

I assume that you would like to say

that the doctor will claim everything is fine

and that Joanna is in favour of the idea anyway.

Right, that's what I thought.

What are you talking about?

Janusz, do you know what we are attempting to do here?

Something that no one has done before.

Jacek, we'd like to ask if it's possible

to renew his diving permission.

I can see you had bradycardia, the heart rate dropped to 36 beats per minute.

Oh, yes, yes, yes...

We have to stabilize your blood pressure.

Janusz, it doesn't depend on sun exposure.

If we are talking about recreational diving, then yes.

However, I'm against beating records.

You've been numerous times at 100 metres.

We've been there together, too. You have to let go.

Your blood vessels are changed.

It's huge success that you've recovered after such a massive stroke.

But let's not go over the top.

If anything goes wrong Joanna will hurt the most.

You may suffer from urinary incontinence.

Or worse than that.

Now it's ok because you're independant.

This is my opinion.

Once more. Tighten it.

The big toe.

And go back.

Now, the winning and losing exercise.

Go on.

You're winning.

Push, push harder.

The big toe, Janusz.

What's happening to your foot?

Call me when you get there.

Darling...

Excuse me, the train to Krzeszowice?

Sorry for being late. Traffic jams.

You look good.

Look.

Say "thank you" nicely.

Thank you!

And give grandpa... Oh!

Wow!

Give grandpa a kiss.

Thank you!

Go ahead, give grandpa a kiss.

Yes!

She isn't naughty, is she?

Good. Don't touch grandpa's stuff.

It will burn nicely on a bonfire,

I see something's missing, yes?

Films? Programmes?

The cellar? No?

I don't know...

Everything you've done so far has brought you to me. Do you understand?

You were already swimming towards me the moment you started diving.

You dived deep, so now you must suffer.

You didn't pity yourself, so why should I?

The most essential thing right now is to restore the neurotransmission in nerve fibres.

and the blood supply to the brain.

Since you've had 2 strokes, the blood flow in some parts of your brain is interrupted.

Exhale!

Easy, easy.

Peter, not yet, in a minute,

we'll swim one more pool length together, ok?

Then we'll take off everything you want.

Come here. The last dip into the water.

Then you'll go to the cloakroom with your daddy.

In a moment. One last time.

A ring.

Shall I put my goggles on and get it?

Will you be sitting here nicely?

Here it is!

What?

How did you meet each other?

Have fun!

Goodnight.

I already dived for 3 years

and decided to share my experience with someone else.

I searched for "diving for the handicapped" on the net.

"Diving for the handicapped."

Nautica popped out. With the office 3 streets away from my house.

So I made an appointment.

I had written an email with my diving certification, my qualifications,

asking if I could be of any help.

A girl responded inviting me to an information meeting.

which was in a week or two.

It was September or October.

So I came to the meeting. I learnt what it all looked like:

what certification you needed to have when and how long the classes were,

what kind of disabilities people had.

I learnt that my certification wasn't enough,

that I should gain more qualifications

to be able to dive with the handicapped.

The woman who conducted that meeting introduced Janusz to me as the instructor

who was just about to start the course I should take.

A man stood in front of me, tanned, in a suit.

He checked me out and said, "Welcome to the course."

Do you remember?

How many years ago was it?

7...

7?

It's been 3 and a half years since the stroke.

We knew each other for 3 years before that.

It will be 6 or 7 years this September or October.

I don't remember, wait...

the year 2000 and...

We could start from 20 metres,

then 30, 40, 50.

Of course, only if we have a successful day

which shows us that we can keep in training.

However, we must be aware of what may happen below 20 or 30 metres.

Something no one can predict.

Ok, we don't want to act recklessly.

He is a ticking bomb,

and he will be until the day he dies.

I met Janusz about 33-35 years ago.

In kindergarten?

No, in "The Crab."

Janusz just came back from a diving trip to the Caribbean and I joined the club.

Later, Janusz was the chairman there for many years.

Can you count how many times you've been diving together?

Norway, Lake Pilakno, Bornholm, Egypt...

Lake Baikal...

Croatia.

Janusz, how many times have you been below 100 metres?

Or even more.

Who remembers?

And in Norway, when you descended to 160.

Twice.

150?

Normally, here, we put down the time of deep stops.

I will put down how long we'll stay at a given depth.

9 metres... can you see?

So we'll hang 3 minutes at 9 metres.

Ok, now let's revise all the signs.

Let's check.

"Up."

"Down."

"Stay at this level."

"Stay at this level."

"Stay at this level."

"Ok."

This means "stay at this level."

This is "up."

"Down."

"Ascend slowly."

Not too rapidly. Nothing wrong's happening. We're finishing slowly.

Good.

"Something's wrong."

What's the sign when something's wrong?

What do you show then?

Show me that something's wrong with your ear.

Good.

You don't have to prove anything.

It must be pleasure for you.

Even if it lasts only 5 minutes.

Do you promise?

You won't get as anxious as your leg is?

Your leg's anxious because of the rocks.

Hold on to the bar.

Pull him up so that he sits more straight.

Grab him by the twin.

Up.

Wait.

I'm holding him.

Good, let's go to the water.

Sing, go on, sing.

Have you tried singing instead of murmuring?

"A girl was walking to the woods..."

"A girl was walking to the woods,

to the green woods, to the green woods,

she met a hunter really cute..."

At least "aha."

Your heart rate's fast, but it will be so.

122 over 85; the heart rate 81.

Very good.

Can I write it down?

Beautiful.

All those signs that he couldn't remember here...

Underwater it was like this...

"Ok."

It was in his eyes.

I looked into his eyes and we communicated by winking.

- Really? - Really.

Despite the fact that Janusz's mask was steamy all the time.

Talking about the mask... Janusz, the hood without any cuts.

The normal one.

The normal one. Not yours.

What depth is enough for you?

100?

Twice 50?

50 and then another 50 somewhere else?

100?

You know you're going to die?

Have you thought about it?

You know it's a one-time thing, don't you?

Even 50 can be a one-time thing.

Do you realise it?

Are you still going to do it?

Do you know what Siwy may feel if you come up unconscious?

And if we have to call for help?

Have you thought about him?

Not to mention myself, your family, my family.

Have you thought about Siwy?

I can't go down to 50 metres with you. I don't have the certification.

I can wave down to you from 40 metres.

You've taught me not to do anything beyond my certification.

I will not go down to 50 metres.

Siwy will.

What if something bad happens at 50 metres?

Have you talked to him about it?

Have you thought about it?

Are you sure you have?

Did you witness the accident?

Yes, I did.

Actually, I was the only one who was able to stop him.

He was about to go under the ice. He was conducting a course.

He had been cutting an airhole with a chainsaw for 1,5 hours.

He was happy as he had waited 3 years for the ice.

He was already on the ice, the trainees were all dressed,

and he was giving them final instructions.

Suddenly, I realised I couldn't understand him.

He was starting to mumble as if he had drunk 2 or 3 beers.

But it was 12 at noon.

I kept listening and at some point I asked him, "Is everything ok?"

"Janusz, is everything all right?"

And I saw he had 2 funny bumps here. I said, "Janusz, I don't understand you."

"What's going on?"

And then the whole group said they couldn't understand him.

No one had had the courage to interrupt him.

I thought that his neck seal was causing oxygen deficiancy.

Because he was wearing a new drysuit.

He looked at me and his eyes were saying, "How dare you interrupt me?"

I said, "You're not going under the ice. Something's wrong."

He smiled at me but the smile was already crooked.

I said, "Janusz, let's go." He didn't want to.

So I said, "Let's check if it gets better when we take off the drysuit."

I had already winked at a girl who had a 4x4 Land Rover that we were going.

Without calling an ambulance.

His blood pressure was 220 over 140.

Horrible.

If he had gone underwater, no one would've believed something was wrong.

It's like with a dying clown.

There has been a Russian film about a clown dying on stage.

No one believed him. Everyone thought it was...

a skit.

It was the exact same situation.

If he'd dropped the regulator under the water,

everyone would've thouht it was an exercise.

Let's go through the water.

Not this leg.

The healthy one.

Ok, I'm letting you go.

Why so deep? Explain it to me.

This is such a question like:

why do climbers go 8 000 metres up

if they can admire a beautiful view at 1000?

But it's a matter of life and death. That's the kind of risk.

There was no risk before?

I wasn't there before. I don't care what was before.

Ok, Joanna, but...

I was not present in Janusz's life. I didn't take care of him.

Let's go 20, 30 metres deep, not 50, 70, 80 or deeper.

What if the meaning of his life is to go deeper than 20 metres?

He wants to go through an arch, to go where he loved to be.

It's a bit like...

I'm sorry but it's a bit like...

Siwy, if, God forbid, anything bad happens,

do you take full responsibility for Janusz and the condition he might emerge in?

Full responsibility? Meaning what?

That you will look after him if he requires more care than now.

I know what you mean.

Good.

Ok, then, lock him up in the house.

You take it too radically.

I'm not saying not to dive.

I'm saying not to cross the boundary.

But where's the boundary?

I think 2,3 atmospheres are the maximum he shouldn't exceed.

- Ok, so he can go down... - Why exceed 8,9 or 7 atmospheres...

So he can go down to 20 metres,

but not 21?

Do you know why people dive deeper?

Because there is something.

There is something at 20 metres too.

But he's seen it 10 thousand times.

I want him to live to be 60, 65, 70, do you understand?

I don't want him to go back home in a coffin.

Do you want him only to exist or to enjoy his life?

Today he really enjoyed being at 34 metres.

Ok, but...

Why can't he enjoy the 34 metres again tomorrow?

Then tell him that he can't dive anymore.

I can't tell him that. He's not incapacitated.

Do you get it? He can take his own decisions.

Janusz, if, God forbid, anything bad happens,

I'm sorry, but I'm washing my hands of it.

I won't survive it again.

Is it enough for now?

This is the answer I was hoping for.

I've figured out it was beautiful.

What?

What can you see there? What's wrong?

He needs oxygen.

He doesn't.

Here, at the bottom, can you see the depth?

It's at the top, too.

Yes, it is, but look at the bottom now.

Janusz, a beautiful depth!

What is it?

49! You see?

Perfecto.

Perfecto!

That's what I'm dreaming of!

Where's your mum?

Will you give her high five?

Come on.

Give mummy your hand.

Put your arms forward.

Go on.

There's no problem,

I'll turn round and the sun will be in my eyes now.

In Egypt,

our goal is to go under the arch.

Ideally, to look at it from below.

So, we'll have to go down to 100 metres.

I know what if feels like to be there.

When you look up from down under.

To look 70 metres up.

When you are at 130 metres

and the arch is 70 metres above your head.

It's like 2 and a half skyscrapers in between.

I remember the view, and so do you.

We'll experience it again. We'll do something cool.

Maybe you'll get better thanks to such diving.

There has been no research. Who knows?

Something may switch in your brain.

Someone's calling you.

You'd like to go to Egypt

despite the fact that you don't always feel 100%?

So you feel great, yes?

Ok, I understand.

You want to dive in Sharm el Sheikh area, yes?

The place Janusz means is called Blue Hole in Dahab,

100 kilometres from Sharm el Sheikh.

Ok, now I'll give you the depth,

if you want to go deeper, show me.

We'll continue until you tell me you don't want to go deeper.

Are you going to go down to 10 metres?

20?

30?

40?

50?

60?

70?

80?

90?

100?

And that's it! 100 metres!

Don't change the subject.

Are you 100% sure?

You're a conscious grown-up man.

This is your legal right to make decisions.

I can't forbid you.

I have no right to do this.

I can only say I will be worried sick about you.

With every metre.

Your each dive will cause me...

No, we won't deal with it like this.

Each metre will cause me and your family great stress.

Do you understand?

You're doing it only for yourself.

You've already done so many things only for yourself.

Aren't they enough?

Aren't they enough?

Are you trying to prove something?

To whom? To yourself?

To the world?

Here's the statement.

One copy for me, one for you

if you'd rather read than listen.

I'll read the whole text.

If you have any comments,

if anything is against your will,

if there are mistakes or something you cannot understand,

let me know immediately.

I will make corrections or explain it to you.

The notary deed. On the 27th day of November, 2012,

before me, Michal Lukasiewicz, a notary public, the undersigned officer,

in the notarial office at 9 Wiejska Street, in Warsaw,

personally appeared Janusz Kazimierz Solarz.

the son of Jan and Irena. You're a widower?

2021. Yes, it's ok.

Are you a widower?

The statement: Janusz Solarz, hereby declares

that he is fully aware of the danger and risk involved in his participation

in a diving trip to Egypt whose aim is to descend

in diving equipment to 100 metres,

including potential deriment to health or loss of life.

Janusz Solarz confirms

that any persons assisting him in the preparations

and the dive itself in Egypt in December 2012

to the extend allowed by the currently binding provisions of law

are not liable for any damage,

such as direct, special, and incidental damages to the body or personal property

occured during the stay in Egypt and the dive itself,

including deriment to health and loss of life.

Are you taking any drugs here? Malaria medications, for instance?

Do you take any drugs regularly?

Janusz, you do take drugs regularly.

Janusz, be serious.

Yes, he does take drugs.

Today, you even argued with me

because I hadn't given you some of the drugs.

Hypertension medications, epilepsy medications.

They need the name of the active ingredient

not the brand name of the drug.

I don't have these drugs on me.

He had high blood pressure before the stroke

but didn't take any medications.

And that's why he had the stroke.

He's been taking medications regularly for 4 years now.

It will be 4 years in January.

Yes, but today he didn't let me check it.

Excuse me, Janusz! Accept responsibility!

You didn't let me check it today.

Translate it.

Janusz, did you understand the depth the doctor suggested?

Show me the exact depth on your fingers.

He knows you're planning 100 metre deep dive.

50 and 50.

However, he suggested a different depth.

What did you understand?

Show me on your fingers.

That's what he showed.

100 metres. There's no permission.

Janusz, your medications.

Here you are.

Have a rest.

Have fun!

Enjoy everything what's down there. You'll tell me later what you've seen.

Show them how to dive.