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...and that's my confession

St Ciprian calls virgins fragrant flowers of the church

Embellishments of human nature

The perfect work of that nature

lmmune to corruption, images of holiness

Thou art indeed pretty, but that is not thy doing

Yet, to achieve a beautiful soul is within thy power

Try to make thy soul...

...as beautiful as thy flesh

Close your eyes to the sight of sin

But what is sin, Father?

Sin is an evil deed

But how will l know it?

lt must be a deliberate act

He who does wrong raises his hand against God

Sin is an offence against God

lts inner cause is imagination and lust

lts outer cause is another man...

...or Satan

Satan clouds man's mind

Quickens his imagination and incites lust

Never read books which spread sin

Look not at obscene paintings

Avoid things which may be charming outside...

...but filthy inside

Now, finally; when thou walkest in the street...

...men watch as you pass them

Am l right?

Yes

The looks of these strangers arouse in you a strong feeling

A feeling it is hard to describe

You must not respond to those looks with joy

Do this...

...and you attain what St Paul calls ''Love and the spirit of meekness''

But father, isn't that selfish?

Can love be selfish?

Enjoying wealth and happiness in the face of misery is a selfish thing

Pray, and thou willst not be deprived of mercy...

...if you make now a solemn promise to reform

THE STORY OF SIN

Based on the novel by Stefan Zeromski

With..

Directed by.. Walerian Borowczyk

Are you angry with me?

Angry? Of course not

- Did you see father Youtkievich? - Yes

And Holy Communion?

l'll go tomorrow

Can you last a whole night...

...without sin?

Come quickly!

What's up

l can't tell you

Are you trying to annoy me?

All right, l'll tell you

Horst has a whore in there with him

You know! That red haired creature!

Lead us not into temptation

Dear Lord, l am unworthy

St Ciprian said of women..

You ruin your neighbours...

to whom you are worse than poison

l can't be that bad

O Lord, aid my humility

How are you, dad?

Get your absolution...

Did you?

Why not share some of that holiness

...with your old dad!

Why not go to confession?

Er..l will go, sweetheart

l almost went the other day

Trust me

Trust me you went to the coffee house

You grudge me one cup of coffee?

It's not just coffee

Don't start telling me...

...how to live my own life

Good morning

l was told you take lodgers

Yes. Come in

The room faces south west and is always warm

- How much? - Fifteen roubles a month

Hot water?

Of course

Service?

Included in the price

Fifteen roubles...

You said how much?

Fifteen?

Fifteen a month

I'll take it

I'll pay in advance

l'll have my bags brought up

l'll fetch your bedding

Mind the paint. It's still wet

Don't worry, l'll be careful. May l introduce myself?

Lukash Niepolomski

Pleased to meet you

Get off!

The new lodger

I'm sorry, l believe your father does the registration?

l want to show my papers

Please do

Come in

Our other tenant...Mr Adolf Horst

You lived in Wilcza Street?

Yes

It's quieter here

Maybe...

Perhaps you prefer it more lively?

Some people do

To be honest, l don't really care

Good. Then you're a healthy man...

...in these neurotic times

Did the servants fix everything?

I've done it myself. l have everything l need

l see you are married

Yes, l am

Where is your wife?

- Will she stay here? - No

If you need a bigger room or another bed...

No thanks. My wife is not coming

l am in Warsaw to arrange a divorce

Divorce! No easy thing

Particularly with our Catholic church

That's a hard nut to crack

Don't l know. l found that out...

-...when l was looking for a job - You want a job?

Yes. I've looked everywhere

All l seem to get are promises

Even from former friends

What line are you in?

l can turn my hand to anything

Believe me

l used to own a farm

Then l worked in industry and various offices

Now everyone says l'm too old...

...but l can work harder than the Devil himself!

l don't know anyone here. l study overseas...

You're a student?

Yes. l'm an anthropologist...

Where do you study?

Paris. The best place for science

Also Geneva or Berlin

About your job...l have a friend who's a factory owner. Name of Kraft

- Kraft? - Yes

Kraft! l know him. An idealist and a complete fool!

Really, Mr Horst!

How could you?

- Where are you going? - To church

- A penny for your thoughts? - l thought of you

Why's that?

Some things a wise man tells no-one

Really?

Yes, really

Who's a wise man?

A happy one, of course

You know.. Sapientem Solum Felice Esse...

l know that's Latin

Please wait. l don't even know your name

Why do you want that?

To tell tales about me?...

- About your name? - Yes!

So, what is your name?

Little Sun, Blessed Lips? Is it in the calendar?

l don't read calendars

Your name!

First close your eyes

Eva

The first sinner

Eva in Hebrew means ''to exist''...

A charming word in the infinitive

Eva means life which was is now and ever will be

Eva is the immortal woman

The heavenly Isis, who dwells...

...in the realms of infinity

HEAD OF EXPENDITURE

- Two full sets? - Almost three...

Twenty seven pages, six hundred lines, sir

l shall check it

l shall check it

Father isn't back?

He will be soon

Shall l serve?

He's not here yet

Stay there!

ls Eva back?

Have them come to the table

See how sweet she can be?

How are you?

Good afternoon

So, you took that job at Kraft's?

Yes, l did. Sixty roubles a month...

...thanks to a little personal...

...introduction

Bon appetite!

No more talking, now, you two

The soup is ready!

Please...

No, l insist, after you, sir

reason is everywhere

In all human souls

In all human eyes

reason is as common as breathing

But in your eyes I see no treason

I walk across the park...

...under a strangely transparent... ...and I wait for you...

...blue sky... ...I see stars shining...

...the little lanterns of longing

i raise my eyes to look at them

And my thoughts are happy and radiant

the san1e shy/s above n1e...

- What means the world without you? -...and above him...

Should this love be lost forever. What would happen then?...

No!Th/s would be the end...

Without love there would be infinite waiting

Without hope, there would be listening...

...to the noises and sounds

the beating of a heart moving without knowledge and understanding

l've got something for you, Miss

Thank you!

Good morning

Good morning, Eva

Good morning, madam

Good morning...

When you wrote there was no treason in my heart...

i't was the happiest moment of my life

You are right. There is no treason

I will never cause you pain

We are walking towards each other. Space and longing...

One day a miracle will happen and we will be together

the only living creatures

Lost in space and time

My breasts are covered in roses

I rest on fragrant fabrics In a Iong high room

I pass the time with the cult of my memories

Please send your letters with a margin like before

J can bind them into a book

A marvellous book...

...such as the world has never seen

I have no future. I have no past...

I've burned all your beloved letters

Yesterday I lost my law suit

I have to pay my wife higher alimony

Divorce is out of the question now

I had expected it

I must leave Warsaw

I'll get a job somewhere else

I won't tell you where

this is my last day

My last farewell

I am not a coward. I am not

I saw despair in your mother's eyes

Here's the truth.. she begged me not to ruin your life

This is the monastery in Kalvaria Zebrzydowska

The Holy Virgin...

...painted on canvas, after the painting of Myslenice

- Lunch, quickly... - Why the hurry?

l'm busy

Has Lukash Niepolomski gone?

Yes, he did

Has he left Warsaw for good?

Yes

Did he say good-bye?

He did

When did he go?

To-day

Where to?

- l don't know - Didn't he say?

- No - Why should he? Who cares?

Don't you? Don't you care that your breasts sag?

That you're a broody hen who goes where her husband orders

That you're an old bag and l'm young?

Take care! One word from Niepolomski and Kraft will sack me!

Are you scolding me now?

You at least...

...should think of my hard found job

Niepolomski and Kraft!

Shut up!

ROOM TO LET

Mother, have you advertised the room?

l have

That room!

Yes

Lukash's room!

Are you crazy?

l won't allow you to let that room

lf you let it to some stranger...

l'll become a streetwalker

l'll go with anyone who comes along

l promise you, l'll do it!

You must forget him do you hear? You must

lf you don't you'll be ruined

l can't forget him! l won't!

l'd rather be dead

Do you think l'm as stupid as you?

l've checked everything. l spoke to his lawyer

He'll never get that divorce, do you hear me?

l don't care about the divorce

Don't be silly. Think of what you're saying

Keep your advice!

He'll never come back for you

lsn't that what you wanted?

Please, please, Eva...

Never!

You must forget him!

Never

Even if her beat and kicked me...

...dragged me across the floor...

l would kiss his hands...

...worship him with my last breath

Oh, God, how l want him

SCIENCE JOURNAL

By Lukash Niepolomski

SCIENCE JOURNAL EDITOR

Can l see the editor?

The editor is busy

Go in, please

Can l help you?

l am terribly sorry to bother you. l know you're busy...

...but it is very important. l'm a student from Paris

Pleased to meet you

And am returning soon with my friends

One of them is studying anthropology

She needs to contact Mr Niepolomski

She used to work with him

He was planning to join us

l was told that you, sir, know all the scientists in town

You're in luck, you really are

Mr Niepolomski just wrote to me. l have it somewhere

He's at the country estate Zglische

Lublin district, near Pulavy

He's due in Warsaw on Wednesday

On the 7pm train

You can meet him here

Our office is always ready to accomodate...

...young, pretty pioneers of science

And so am l!

Mr Niepolomski has his own estate?

A Polish scientist and writer own an estate?

No, Mr Niepolomski is staying with Count Szczerbic...

...to...teach his sons

Well then, he has no plans to go abroad

- Sorry to have bothered you - It's nothing

- What are you studying? - Medicine

l'll be sure to tell my friends how kind you were

Hotel Lipski!

Lukash!

Stop!

Why did you do it? Why?

Why did you run away?

Why that horrible letter?

l had to

Where's this?

lt's where l'm staying tonight

Single room. l'll be right back

lt's eight o clock. l'll take you home

l'm in your room now

l'm so unhappy. l can't bear it

What about you?

l shall borrow money from the Count and go to Rome

l might get my divorce there

Rome? When?

- In a couple of months - When will you be back?

l'll be back, Eva

Go now!

Don't leave me!

l'll write you

Back to the hotel!

Dear Madam...My patient, Mr Lukash Niepolomski...

...who has been hospitalised here asked me to write

He wants you to come at once. He has been shot in the lung

I fear there is little hope for him

Yours truly, DoctorJ. Wilgosinski 25th November

l need some leave. My aunt is dying

Are you serious?

- Unpaid leave? - Are you serious? l ask again

l've a right!

l've not had a day off in 27 years

Just two days?

Out of the question

23...24...!

..400 plus 1 02...

2..., 428

Five hundred and twenty eight

Well, hello there

Coffee, please

We only have tea

Alright

Take a seat

You from Warsaw?

Yes

l knew it

So are we

Good for you

Are you working?

Mind your own business!

Just trying to be friendly

You're a smart girl

We're not so bad

As for money...

l've got plenty!

Look at it

So, come on then!

Leave me alone

Ha! Think you're a countess?

You'll beg for it!

lmpossible...lt's against our rules

We'll just look at each other, Doctor

l must prepare him first

l'll leave as soon as you say

My God, these romantic lovers!

l got a letter for you

What about?

- She says she'll come - Show me!

Take it easy. She's here now

Where?

Gently, gently. Calm down...

Where is she?

Please don't get agitated

Eva! Eva, my darling!

Don't talk too much. Take it easy

l had a duel with the Count. Someone stole your letters...

...he laughed and made fun of you

Don't talk...

Just a few words...he mocked me...

l slapped his face... there was a duel...

He hit me...pierced my lung...

Don't worry my sweet, everything will be all right

lt won't

lt will

l'm going to die, Eva

Then we'll die together, my love

Would that be wrong?

My defender!

Where did he hit you?

Shh! Don't talk...

l'll stay here. l won't leave you alone

How are you, Mr Niepolomski?

Who's she?

Comes from Warsaw...

Water's boiling

A Warsaw Lady!

Once bitten twice shy...

Shy of the kettle, see?

Good evening, Mrs Niepolomska

Good evening

Cold today, isn't it?

Someone broke the window

Get in bed now!

Jesus, what cold hands!

Playing at being a glazier!

Never fear...l'm here...

...to look after you

That should keep us warmer

Are you divorced? Your husband in one room...

...you in another

My husband mustn't be disturbed

Does a wife disturb her husband?

He can't sleep with someone else in the room

Well, l wouldn't sleep much either...

...if l was in his place

Diderot says...

...happiness only exists...

...in countries where law recognises the basic instincts

He's right

ln Japan, for instance, young girls bathe in front of men

That's in Japan!

- Japan is a great culture - Japan! Japan!

Always the same!

Can you imagine a Polish girl bathing in front of us?

Yet shame's only an invention, like clothes

ls a blush on a girl's cheek an invention too?

l'll prove it

How?

Missionaries on the Iles des Pins ordered the girls to wear skirts

But they kept taking them off!

Consider the animals

We're not animals and your argument.'..

...is very weak

lm trying to teach you anthropology

Woman's shame is man's invention. l can prove it

Tonight I arrive in Vienna by train

The sooner the better

You didn't kiss me when I got on the train. You wept

I miss you so terribly

Your letter...I know it by heart, like a wonderful poem

It's not a letter, but a kiss

Remember in the park last year?

I loved you so then. And I love you now

Tomorrow I leave Vienna

I'm no nearer to Rome, just further away from you

I stayed one night in my beloved Florence

In the Hotel Porto Rosso

I can see the Duomo

Water...

If I were this card

I would be in your room soon

With my head resting between your breasts

Ah! Your breasts so soft and white

There I dreamed life's golden dream

Now I have lost all hope...

...that I'll ever put my lips to that divine line...

...which both separates and unites them

Rome. A date palm under my window

Unripe fruits lie among the leaves

far away I see camellia shrubs, likee lilac or hazel groves

today is May 25th

I had an audience

They're dealing with my case

O, priests, now I'm in your hands

She'll be all right

Silly girls! Have you no sense?

This is no sickness, you'll see

There's another little Lady on the way

Wait here

Mrs Rosa!

Mrs Niepolomska, why so sad?

Why are you crying? Such beauty shouldn't cry

Open the door. Come on

l can't. l'm ill

Sick with longing, eh?

Why are you always alone?

You never go out

Where is Mr Niepolomski?

He'll be back soon

Good morning, sir

Can l help?

l'm looking for Mrs Eva Pob... ...Niepolomski

l believe she's staying here

lf you mean Mrs Rosa Niepolomska...

Yes, Rosa. Can l see her?

Knock on her door. She may be in

l wouldn't know

Thank you

Excuse me is Mrs Eva Pobratyns! ka here?

She is

ls that you?

Yes

l came on behalf of Mr Lukash Niepolomski

Where is he?

Niepolomski is in Rome

ln Rome? Please sit down

Mr Niepolomski is in jail

ln jail?

Allow me to introduce myself

My name is Szczerbic

Count Szczerbic? The man who shot Lukash?

Yes. It was a matter of honour

l wounded him in a duel

So, it was you

He asked me to visit you

He wrote to you?

No, to one of my friends in Rome

He passed it on

What did he do?

l'm not sure. My friend's rather vague

Niepolomski worked for the Austrian Embassy

Making copies of important documents

He took the most valuable ones...

...and sold them to an American antiquary

He was sent to prison in May

ln May?

Please take this

l'm only doing what he asked me

He'll pay me back when he's released

Whenever that might be

Anyway, here's fifty roubles

lf you need anything more...

...please write to me

Zygmunt Szczerbic...Zglishche Estate

That'll find me

Jesus Mary! Mother of God!

Stop screaming

Miss Eva! Where've you been so long?

ls mother in?

No...l mean, yes...Of course

- And Dad? - The master's out

-Where is he? - l don't know

Tell me

ln the pub, of course

Get out, you slut! Out!

l'm not a slut yet. l may become one

Don't you speak to me so! You whore!

Then stop calling me names

Shut up you whore! Shut up!

l came to see father

Please wait, miss!

Don't go to the pub

Can't she see her own father?

What a mother!

Get out both of you

Don't you dare take her back

Don't you dare!

l won't have it, do you hear?

Shut up!

Shut up!

Shut up or l'll kill you!

l mean it

l'll beat the life out of you!

Good morning...Good morning

Poland's always bred prigs. We call them cloth heads

Plica Polonica

Woe to he who cuts off Poland's plica

The peasants'll get them. So much for theory...

Now, let's examine some examples

l don't know if you remember me?

Can we talk? It's important

May l ask when you're free?

- Evenings - Tonight?

Yes, tonight

l would hate you to get the wrong idea...

...but l do need to talk with you

l'm only free on Sundays

Sunday, then

Allow me to leave a little tip, miss

His case has been heard

He's serving his sentence

Tell me the truth, please

l give you my word it's true!

The prison story's not just made up?

- By whom? - By me!

l see...poor girl

l'm not poor, l'm just suspicious

They are asking after you at your former lodgings

You've been there?

Don't worry. l paid the landlord off

He knows l'd kill him if he utters a word

What about?

Why...

...the money you stole from him, l suppose

Why do you meddle in all this?

My dear Eva...

l know this is very painful for you

But l had to at least...

...let you know

l realise that, from a stranger...

Stop! For God's sake

No-one'll ever mention it again

l promise

Why are you working in that place?

We'll go together...

...as far as Rome

l'll go on to the Riviera...

...and you'll wait in Italy for his release

l'll cover all expenses

l owe it to Lukash, and...

...and l give you my word of honour, there's no trick

Sorry

lt's nothing

Pay me back when you can

We'll travel in separate coaches

l'll get your father a job...

...at the store l own

l'd better go

Somebody might see us

- We'll meet at the station - Good bye

l'm worth more than a dozen Counts

You're here?

Though l'm only a course bourgeois

A liaison here? Rather shocking!

None of your business

So... What are you up to with this Szczerbic?

How dare you? Let go!

Listen, l want to save you from ruin

l know about life and l know what's right

l too know life and l know what l'm doing

Signorina Eva Po...

Pobratynska

To see Lukash Niepolomski

What?

He was released a week ago

Where is he now?

He was deported to the French border

Don't be upset. l'm sure he's gone to Monte Carlo...

...to win some money

You'd better go via Nice

l'll look for him elsewhere in France

What luck to find you here!

Have you any news?

Nothing. Although l wrote to Paris

- Are you here alone? - Yes. l am

- Playing? - l've bad luck

Let's go. It's stuffy here

- Don't you want to try? - l've bad luck

You never can tell

Do you play?

l had good luck and won a lot!

But l gamble carefully

So now l'll stop

Really?

Going home?

Yes

You're staying here?

Well... what do you think is the best plan?

He might be looking for you in Poland

But do you think he is?

l'm not suggesting anything nasty...

...but you don't seem sure of him any more

To tell the truth, l no longer know

You poor girl!

Stop that!

l meant nothing

Then why say it?

l'll try to find him

He may have returned to my place

Yes, yes...

- Or your parents - Please don't go there

All right, l won't

So what should l do now?

Enough!

l'll risk all l have!

Bitch!

Wait, Peter Ivanovitch!

Count? There's a lady to see you

What lady?

She gave no name

l'll be right down

Count!

You did win!

Yes

- Here's 1 O,OOO francs... - But...!

lf l don't owe that much...

...give the rest to Niepolomski

l've a suite in this hotel. Stay here with me!

So this is why you helped me?

Yes! What did you think?

Count Sczerbic!

She's from Berlin

Vienna, l'd say

Be quiet. Her knight will come and give you a kick!

- l bet she's a virgin - The Maid of Orleans...

... Joan of Arc

A raving beauty

Guess the colour of her hair

Red!

On her head?

Be serious, my friends...

...faced by such beauty

Look at this boat

The boat of a nouveau riche

Poles only marry for money

There he is with his Rylska...

...off to the Ile des Pins!

Like a careerist marquis!

l tell you, Niepolomski is no loser

He didn't give up after that Rome scandal

Friends, look! Observe our beauty

Quick, lads! The first there gets her

What an unfortunate accident, madam

l'll call the doctor

No thanks

You speak Polish?

So you understood everything? l'm embarrassed

l wasn't listening

Good. Are you hurt?

No. l'm fine

Pleased to hear it

Can you row?

Of course

Let's take this boat

So nice to hear such lips speak Polish

Concentrate on the rowing

Those two, are they newly-weds?

Yes. Lukash Niepolomski and Miss Rylska

- You know them? - Yes. But...

Studying here in Berlin?

Anthropology. Stanislaw Liwicki

l never saw eyes like yours before

You lied, Mr Liwicki

l did?

You did. Niepolomski is already married

You know him?

Money can buy many divorces

Anyway...

...l was at their wedding

Yes, but l need written proof to show somebody

All right. l can get a copy of the marriage certificate

l'll bring it to you

Tonight

All right. Hotel Astoria

My name is Eva Pobratynska

Not Niepolomska?

Certainly not!

l'll see you later

Come in

Hello...

Give...

You see. Just as l promised

Good morning...

You're alone?

Yes. Are you still living in Paris?

- l may go home soon - l'll go to Vienna

- l'm sorry to bring this up... - What's that?

Have you seen Niepolomski?

No

No? Very strange

lt is strange

l met a man in Paris named Horst

Horst?

One of those bankrupt factory owners

l didn't like him

What'd he say?

Talked a lot about you

About me?

Said you were...old friends

He said that Niepolomski'd been in Warsaw

When was he there?

Just after we left

Horst saw him at your parents...

...and told him that you were my...

You understand?

l do

Apparently Niepolomski went mad and attacked him

Next day Niepolomski left. Nobody knows where

l see

Nobody?

l'm sorry to tell you all this

You did me a great favour

Really

Now l understand

Niepolomski is just a victim of circumstance. Like all of us

Have you a ladies compartment?

Of course. There are three ladies there already

Where am l?

What's this town called?

Schuttenbach

You want a room? This way, please

Not a word!

Where's your money?

That's it?

Make a sound and l'll kill you

Understand?

Stop screaming!

Lie there...

...and wait!

Help!

Must l rape you?

You can't escape me now

l wanted you for years!

ln Europe, America, at sea... l always thought of you

We'll make love, baby. You can't escape!

lf you scream, l'll tell where the little creature lies buried

Lukash's souvenir

Who are you?

Your master from now on

Just tell everyone l'm your husband

- Understand? - Yes

- You're mine now? - Yes

Look at that. Not bad, eh?

Don't worry. We'll have fun and see the world

People like us don't need children

l'm born to wander, and so are you

Good evening

Count Plaza-Splawski, my wife

We fought together in Transvaal

Thanks, l don't drink

Thanks, l don't smoke

Doesn't drink, doesn't smoke...

...but he's a genius for making money from nothing

Jn youreyes Jsee no treason

Reading his letters again?

Leave that to the forger!

We are going to Plaza-Splawski's

Do l have to go?

No moods!

l won't go to that den!

lt's business. You can understand that

Can't he come here?

He has moods, too. He's a count

A nobleman without a shirt to his back

Damn his bloody eyes!

He won't come here

But if you visit, you know...

...he'd be tickled pink

You'll be there all the time?

l might have to go out for a few minutes

l can't really tell

Then, no!

To fetch paper or ink

Whatever he needs

And he hates women

So you've no worries

l know his Asiatic tastes. Prefers sour apples

So...Come on!

Look - l'm broke while Sczerbic is loa'ded

l said it wouldn't be easy

You must do your bit

l read those letters

He's crazy about you

He'd sell up and follow you, even to America if you asked him

What do you want from him?

l suppose you have a plan

Write, asking him to come here to Vienna

Tell him to sell his property...

...or borrow against it

Write passionately, tenderly

And what if he turns me down?

l'll tell how you killed your baby

- You've no proof! - That's what you think!

Don't be so rough with a lady

Look, why not have some fun with the Count?

You're not in love with Mr Pochron here

But if you hate Szczerbic

l do!

But he loves you

To be loved by people we hate...

lsn't that fun?

All right, he does love me. So what?

Well, then...

...you can be loved by a Polish count...

...and help out your friends

He'll pay a million for you

We Polish nobles are very lavish

He'd give his fortune for a taste of you

But if he tries to force you...

...plunge the syringe into him and press the piston

ln the arm, in the face wherever. It'll contain a powerful drug

What kind of drug?

There are many kinds

We can decide later

Then what?

At your signal, we will rush in...

...and save you from the brute

No!

l won't do it!

Keep your voice down!

We shall read it and post it

You're going to read my letter?

lt's business, not love. Will you write it?

Write! You slut!

Write!

My beloved...

Exclamation mark

l'm in Vienna. Full stop

How incredibly beautiful the world could be...

...comma...if we could see each other now. Full stop

Walk together in the streets...

...in this city where the moon is shining

Yesterday I went to the country, with a crowd, alas

But I left them, to walk with you alone...

...in perfect stillness

I felt that we were together

Your estate may be lonely...

...but I don't belong there. Do I?

Shall I ever see you again?

Why not come to Vienna while I'm here?

I kiss your sweet lips...

...like flowers which I press to my mouth, my eyes

I love your dear eyes and your sad soul

My dearest, come quickly!

I love you so terribly. I miss you so

Write to me poste restante

Tell me if you're coming

My dearest, dearest beloved! Your, Eva

PS. J think if you sold everything..

...and tooh a big loan

We could go away forever...

...and begin a new life

What joy to devote myself to you in America

Do come quickly, I'm waiting!

No!

Tell me...

He's a businessman, owns some mines

l'm going with him to America

Then tell me what l should do now

Shall l go back to Warsaw?

Tell me

What do you want?

l'll do anything you ask me

You're a weakling

This man you're engaged to...

Do you love him?

l wish l could understand you

You are killing me, Eva!

l'll always love you, darling

Only you understand me

Tell me, darling...

...do you still love Niepolomski?

No!

l don't

Go now. Soon we'll be together...

For the whole night...naked

Eva. Oh, Eva...

Evie...

Look, if you do everything right...

What?

We'll bring your man here for you

Who do you mean?

Niepolomski, of course!

This guy's worth a packet

- The door's locked? - Yes

That man won't be back?

Never

l don't want you to see him again

l love you so much

l love you too...

l hate thinking of him here...

lt hurts me...

lt burns a deep scar in my brain...

You're crying?

lt's nothing

Just...

...l'm so happy

We'll go to Italy first

And then to America

You shot Lukash, didn't you?

Count Sigismund Szczerbic of Zglishche

Show me where you hit him

l'll kiss the spot

Here at the side

Curare's the best

Paralyses the speech organs...

...the larynx and the power to move

lt leaves absolutely no trace

Not a drop of blood. Nothing

He'll be gone in a minute

Wait till he's dead!

What's your name?

Anna Winter

ls that your real name?

Why do you need my real name?

l want to talk...

...to a real human being and not a flower of the street

A do-gooder

Please...

Don't be angry

lf you only want to talk...

...then l'm busy

l'm going out

- What is your price? - 25 roubles

Very well, then

- You're expensive, nymph Calypso! - That's the price

Take it, my sweet, take it

We can talk without having sex

lt's not the same

But l only want to talk

Then take your money and go!

Either have fun, or get out

All right! Strip, if you want to

You want it too

Lover boy!

Go on. Just get your clothes off

What's your name?

Surname?

No surname

Right, why soil your father's name

What's your name?

Ciprian Bodzanta

l like the way you do your hair

Like the wife of Septimus Severus

l got it from Cleo de Merode

Such a vulgar model

A terrible dancer too

- Are your parents alive? -No

- Been long in this profession? - Yes

Can you read?

You idiot!

l can speak French, Mr Missionary...

l've lived in Nice and Paris

l've led more than one Count a merry dance

l could see you had style

Why not come and work for me?

Full board and a salary

- Where? - The country

- Your place? - Yes, where l live

A job...l know all about those kind of jobs

l never touch a woman l don't love

And l don't love you. All right?

Welcome to Utopia!

Cut out the irony

ln Poland, any progress is Utopia

Co-operative farms make more sense

l ask nobody to give away their fortunes

Aren't you afraid they might damage those beautiful paintings?

Such work shouldn't be shut away in a museum

lt should travel the world speak to the people

That's the point of art

We show our paintings in the market

Was it difficult to give up your wealth?

Of course. But only he who gives up property...

..may conquer the universe

And l'm eager to conquer it!

lt's easier to attain virtue through sin...

...than through ignorance

Bodzanta dragged me here by the hand...

Now l'm the happiest woman on earth

Are you really happy here?

Very

We could return to our old lives

But who wants the tyranny of men?

We're happy here without them

You all do what you want?

Yes. We can work, or rest... stay or leave

Do many leave?

Some of the girls have married

Then you do see men here?

You can see whoever you want

But marriage isn't all it's cracked up to be in any case

Families are just a burden when you get down to it

Have you had children?

No

Through the pain of possession, you attain the grace of loss

Through the grace of loss you attain the pain of possession

l'm bored with virtue

And that's the truth

My only property is one secret

How l long to attain the grace of its loss

Tell, it to me. It's what l've waited for!

l killed my baby...

You knew Count Szczerbic?

Yes

l killed him in Vienna

You...

You...killed him

Let us lift our hearts to the sun

Let its light resurrect our spirit

Out of the way!

Old baldie!

Lukash Niepolomski sent me

Lukash Niepolomski?

A letter for you

From Lukash?

You're a/ways atn1ys/'de. Jneedyou

J cannot//'ve w/'th these thoughts

Since you were in love, we'll forget your arson

Will you come with me? To Niepolomski?

- You know where he is? - Of course!

- He wants to see me? - He sent me

- You're sure it was him? - Certain

Lukash Niepolomski?

Yes

My God!...Plaza-Splawski!

How do you do?

Have you come to pay pennance?

Not yet

You fight boredom with debauchery

You're more bored than me

How are your mines in America?

Come and see them. We'll have fun

l know your kind of fun only too well

Ah ha! And your idea of fun is picking through human refuse

So?

You're like an Arab colt that lets its forefeet be bound...

...so that it can only hobble like a common carthorse

Your humour is hollow

l thought your enemies had killed you

To kill a tiger you must be well armed

You're like those old men who believe that Mandrake will help them...

...to conceive children with young, passionate girls

Come, Eva

She's going with you?

She's sick of your moral tales

My name is...

Stanislaw Kozielski

l'm a sick man

Please take care of me like a wife

l must leave you now

Where's Lukash?

On the Isle of Celebes. He'll be back soon

l'm just off...

...to meet him

Go if you want...

Go back to the country

But if you do...

...you might miss Lukash again

lntroduce yourselves, gentlemen

Batasinski

Grzywacz

Come on, the lady's waiting

Faytus

Evie... Evie. Is it you?

Let go, you scum

Come and drink a brandy

Don't you remember me?

You stink like a corpse!

Not for money, but for old times' sake

l'm temporarily broke

But l always loved you

You dirty clown

Do you remember me?

l remember you were a randy bastard

Do you have to be so vulgar?

You could have had me back then

But you were too stupid to know it

You're lying!

l made mother ill and father a drunk

No! You were pure

Ah! Go to hell

Don't you want me, then?

No, l can't bear to look at you. And l'm broke

l'll go with you

Just tell me what bar father drinks in now

l'll show you. l promise

Come with me, Evie

We are going...

We are going, my dear, to Marshalkowski Street

Number 305

Make yourself beautiful

We'll go separately

You first

Eva...Look at this

The famous case of the late...

...Ciprian Bodzanta...

...the mad Count...

...ended in court yesterday

The court ruled void the reforms done by the mentally ill man...

...and gave back all farms and lands to his widow

Who cares?

He's dead meat now

Don't cry. It'll leave marks on your face

Faytus! Leave the tobacco! My coat!

You go first

Walk up the marble steps...

...and you come to an entrance door with a brass plate

You'll see the name Lukash Niepolomski

Precisely. Precisely...

...the same

What's he doing?

lt's his home and office

l see

Niepolomski will be there

You distract him

We empty the safe

Just the four of you?

Yes, my sweet. Just us

Will you kill Lukash?

Not neccessarily...

But no tricks, or it's curtains

Lukash!

Run quickly!

They mean to kill you!

That woman is innocent

She only came to warn me. You must release her!

l'll give my fortune for her freedom

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