All language subtitles for Body (eng)

Do we cut him down?

ls the doctor here?

No. There was one
in the ambulance.

Death certificate.

- Time of death?
- 5:30 a.m.

Cut him down.

- You got it?
- Yes...

l'll need you to take
some clean photos later...

...no numbers, no scale.

Guy clearly did it himself.

Brought the stool himself, too.

We need to undress him.

Don't do that, he reeks.
Let them undress him for the autopsy.

Mr. Prosecutor...

Jeez, you sure like it spicy.

Don't be crude.

Those chickens eat each other,
did you know that?

They keep them in cages,
clip their beaks and tails...

...and the ones that die get
ground up and fed to the others.

Jesus Christ? He was a Jew.

- He was an lsraeli.
- He was a Jew, of course.

- He was Jewish.
- He was.

Jewish.

lsraelis are Jewish.

Christ was a Jew, of course,
but then he got baptised.

And that's a whole different story.

Hello.

This is a non-smoking building.

''Save the horses from slaughter!''

You left the tap on in the kitchen.

Wasn't me.

l know what you're up to.

Have you been in your mother's room?

Releasing the scream
is very important.

lt's a way of expressing yourself.
Right?

ls everybody comfortable?
Sit back and relax, okay?

And now locate the scream
inside your body.

Recognize it, feel it...

Just like that... Got it?

And now try to let it out...

Ready to give it a try?

Ola?

Very good.
Want to try that again?

Good. Really good. Bravo!

Joasia?

That's great. Try again.

Now try to think back to
the last time you screamed.

Michalina?

l was screaming in the forest
while running...

...but the voice wouldn't come out.

So you see...

l felt so helpless...

... l wanted to scream really badly,
but l couldn't.

Would you like to give it a go now?

Great.

Good. Something very
important happened just now.

Self expression is really important.

Great work, girls.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye.

Spring is in the air...

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

- You look nice.
-Thank you

You looked really good
with long hair...

...but now it's even better.

Fredek!
My baby!

'l missed you,' 'Yes l did.'
Let's go out.

Wait for me!

Don't rush!

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

Fred!

- Here's your change.
- Thank you.

'l've been waiting and waiting...'

Heel, Fred! Heel!

Heel!

What is it now, Fredek?

Let me finish.

Fredek,
you're blocking my view!

No! You already had yours!
lt's my turn now!

lt's my turn!

Bad dog!
Bad dog!

l want to eat too!

Fredek!

Fredek, let me eat.

...here you go.

Stop blocking my view.

Warszawa Gdanska railway station.

A cleaning lady
called the stationmaster...

...she noticed a woman occupying
a toilet stall for a very long time...

...then acting strangely
after leaving it.

The cleaning lady...

...checked the stall,
and reported it...

That's the woman who informed us.

She's testifying again, her first
statement was pretty chaotic.

l'll want to talk to her later.
What about the other one?

She passed out...
tried to run away...

People called an ambulance.

- Did you document the scene?
- l'm not going in there...

lt's not a pretty sight.

Let me have that.
Let's go, Junior.

Watch out.

Make a note.

Suburban railway station in Warsaw.

Time of examination:
8:32 a.m.

ln the ladies' toilets,
in the 4th stall on the left,

a human corpse was found.
The corpse of an infant.

Got that?

The dismembered remains
were stuffed in the toilet bowl.

The sex of the victim
is difficult to identify.

Traces of blood
on the floor and the walls.

Attempts were made to wipe them off
with paper towels.

Got it?

Why the fuck are you trembling?

Here's the report, attachments,
and pictures from today.

You like it spicy...

You can swallow anything
if it's spicy enough...

What are you waiting for?

You want some words of wisdom?

Well, you're not getting any.

lt's our job, that's all.

What do you think happens
to those kids when they die?

How should l know?

Nothing, probably.

'Dear Mom,'

'l was riding a motorcycle,'

'l can still remember the landscape.'

'That day, l was thinking
about the holidays.'

'lt didn't feel like something
was about to happen'.

'And then there was a crash.'

That was...

...the first message
l got from Karol.

Since then, my life has changed.

Before l got his message,
l was dead inside.

l used to wake up at night
and run to the closet...

...just to smell my son's clothes.

l'm calm now.

So far...

... l've received 1 0 letters through
our medium, Anna.

l feel... great relief.

And gratitude.

At first l couldn't believe...

...that it was happening for real...

...that l was lucky enough to be
speaking with my son,

... and feeling his presence again.

l'd like to thank Anna once more.
lt's been...

...such joy for me
that my son...

...has contacted me through
such a wonderful person.

God bless her.

Amen.

Thank you.

Thank you.
l'm just a messenger.

'Tadzio Multana, died tragically
on April 7, 201 4.'

Come on,

Let's go, Mom.

- Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

You heard about that kid
who fell out the window?

Such a tragedy. Unbelievable.

Good afternoon.

Okay. Now l need you
to copy these for me. Like this.

- Four copies, right?
- Yes.

Pretty gruesome.

'Gave birth and killed the baby
in a railway station toilet.'

That'll be 20.50.

- Here you go.
- Do you collect payback points?

No, thank you.

Motherfucker...

Those are good, solid locks...

lf l remember correctly,
it was your wife who had them put in.

Tell me, how long has it been
since she passed away?

Six years now?

Fuck, time flies...

- Got the fucker!
- Thank you.

Thanks a lot. How much is it?

lt was locked from the inside.

- Take a look!
- Okay. How much?

Two hundred.

Put in a new lock,
that shit'll last you years.

Here you go. Good-bye.

Olga?

Fuck!

Get up! Hey!

Get up, you hear me?

Get up, you stupid bitch!

Get up!

Did you throw it all up?

- Don't touch me...
- Get up!

Come on. Take off your clothes.

l'm not weighing the bathrobe.

Go on, undress.

Stop making a scene. Take it off.

How many times is it now?

Five.

So, how many did you take?

Don't look, tubby.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Municipal Cemetery. Notification.

Please contact the Administration
in connection with a burst water main.

Hi.

Why the commotion?

They have that pedophile priest
in for questioning.

-Hope he's not one of mine?
-No, Kupisz is on it.

The files for the case at 5 p.m.
are on your desk.

- ls there a lot?
- Hard to say.

Hi.

'No homo.'

Ready?

Very well...

Pick a scarf that will symbolize you.

And now pick one that will
symbolize someone you're angry at.

- This is my father.
- This is your father. Okay.

Now ask one of the girls
to play your father.

- Want to be my father, Ada?
- Okay.

Very well.
Come a little closer.

Olga,

What would you like
to say to your father?

l can't stand the sight of you.

- l can't even.
- Tell him why.

Because l had to stay with you
when mom died.

What do you hate about him?

Everything.

And now switch places...

exchange your scarfs and roles. Okay?

Olga is the father now, right?
What is your name?

- Janusz.
- Janusz. Hello, Mr. Janusz.

Mr. Janusz, is there anything
you'd like to say to your daughter?

Nothing...

Are you sure?

l have nothing to say.

Mr. Janusz,
why is Olga angry at you?

Because she thinks
l treated her mother badly.

- That's all?
- Yes.

Very well.
Now, let's switch places.

Exchange your scarfs...

Ada is the father - Janusz,

and Olga is herself.

Olga,

How would you reply
to your father?

l want to fuck him up.

Okay... so you'd like
to fuck him up.

Okay.

You can fuck him up
as much as you want,

Wait...

Wait a second, girls...

Could one of you help me?
Thank you.

You can hit him
as many times as you want.

As long as you remember to say
what you're hitting him for.

Okay?

Ada, stay here.
Let's hit the mattress.

What was that for?

Because he drinks.

And that?

Because mom died.

Because he's fat.

Because he exists.

Okay...

Because mom died!

l hate him!

Okay. Easy, easy. Calm down.

Easy now.

Are you okay?

Now return
to your original roles.

Ada is Ada.
Thank you very much.

How are you feeling now?
Any better?

Do you feel relief?
You do?

Very well.

Easy now.

Cry.
Crying is good.

Crying washes it all away.
Right?

l understand your daughter's
condition is serious, madam.

l really do.

But believe me, l don't have
any free beds at the moment.

Not a single one.

l don't know. Please call me
and schedule a private appointment.

You can find me in the clinic
at Frascati street.

Yes... and then we'll figure
something out.

But of course... l'll admit Ewa
the moment we get a free bed.

lt's 200 zloty per visit.

And we'll try to do
something about it.

You're welcome. Good bye.

l'm so sorry, but you
see what's going on.

Hysterical parents,
focused on themselves...

...and then suddenly
they have a problem on their hands.

Never mind...

l have to tell you
l was really moved...

...by the story of that mother
at the railway station.

lt's horrible. Really horrible.

l'd sentence women like that
to death.

lt wouldn't have happened
if abortion was legal.

Anna, did l ask you
for your opinion?

Listen. l'd like to keep this
as short as possible, okay?

l want my daughter
to stay at the hospital.

But l see here that Olga's BMl
is going up.

She doesn't require hospitalization.

She qualifies for
outpatient treatment.

l understand. However, l'd like her
to stay here...

... until she is fully recovered.
Okay?

Same ring-tone...

Yeah.

Excuse me...

Sir.

Olga really doesn't need to stay
in the hospital for so long.

And it would be better for her
if she went home for the holidays.

We don't celebrate any holidays.
Could you open the door, please?

Why are you being cynical?

There is no need for that.

Mind your own business, okay?

l'm not being cynical.

l'm not celebrating the holidays just
because you think l should.

Please let me out.

What are you doing?

There's one more thing.

Someone close to you is trying
to contact you. A woman.

lt's a nuisance now, all that water.

The coffin is water-logged.

Just let me out, will you?

Fuck off!

Excuse me, is it freezing
in your flat, too?

No.

Must be something wrong
with my radiator then.

Excuse me.

Would you mind
keeping the music down?

- Not at all.
- Thank you.

When exactly did you
hear music at my place?

You know what?

l'm translating a biography of
the 1 6th karmapa,

a Tibetan spiritual leader.

He died in the US in the early 1 980s

and his heart

was still warm days after he died,

his body didn't grow stiff,

and, what's more,

in the spot where he meditated,

the outline of his body was visible
long after he died.

Seriously.

l saw the photos,
they're amazing.

Ewa, what does Buddha
have to do with my radiator?

What do you mean?
The temperature changed,

candles burst into flame,
a rainbow appeared.

That's right.

You're saying
l live in a haunted house?

l don't believe all that...

Fine, go ahead and chew me out...

The fuck is that supposed to be?

They don't even look alike.

Anybody you recognize?

l think so. Number three.

The water company promised
to fix it as soon as possible.

But they need to close the roundabout,
set up detours. You know how it is.

lt happened right here...

...and the graves next to the wall
were all flooded.

The nicest location, if you ask me.

You know, this is my second home.

My grandfather
used to be a stonemason.

l know it's hard,
lt's all completely swamped.

...the coffins are all rearranged....

But l can't do anything.
l need to identify the bodies first.

l can't get my tenants mixed up.

- l understand.
- Gentlemen!

Are you ready?

Let's open this one.

How about this one?

Yes.
Those are my wife's shoes.

Close it up.

Mark this one, will you?
lt's Helena Koprowicz.

So we can move on to the others.

Many disembodied people
don't know they're dead.

They wander among the living,
they sit at the table, ...

they ride on trams, on buses,
they take the subway.

l knew a man who had died,

and still he kept coming
to my office day by day.

He used to open all the windows
because he didn't like the heat.

'Polish Spiritualist Society'.

He'd sit on a chair,

and he would often
play his favorite music on my radio.

We were all freezing in our office.

l took me a year to convince him
to cross over to the other side.

When l look at you
gathered in this hall

l can't tell which of you
are alive, and which ones are dead.

That's why it is so important to
establish contact with the dead.

You come to me in a bikini

No footprints in the sand behind you

l can't get up
l can't get up

l lie there staring at your body,

And now you gently take my clothes off

l'm dying with most of my clothes off

A stream of blood
Flows from my mouth

So you've come wearing a bikini

Bikini Death...

Bikini, bikini...

Death... Death

l offer you my neck, my Lady

My blood will make the oceans redden

So kiss me now, keep kissing me

Keep kissing me... keep kissing me...

You're not leaving until you've
eaten everything.

- l ate two already.
- Yeah, sure...

...and you dumped the rest
in the flower pot.

You've rubbed the butter
into the tabletop.

You thought l didn't notice?

Olga, come on.
l'm starting the group.

- She's not leaving until she's eaten.
- But l am eating.

You know the rules.
She needs to eat first.

You do need to eat first.

Eat up!
l need a fucking smoke.

Why is that one
walking so funny?

She wants to burn more calories.

You have oranges?

Andrzej brought them.

l don't like you seeing him.

You never showed up.

l had lots of work.

You always have lots of work.

Mr. Janusz,
can l have a word with you?

Bye.

lt's time you started therapy.

What therapy? l feel great.

Family therapy.

Just so you understand...

Olga and l have been through a lot.

After my wife died. And before that.

That kind of treatment
just isn't for me.

ln fact, l think all these
therapies are a sick idea.

What are you doing?

Booo! Just kidding!

l was so happy to see you
at the meeting with Javier.

He's a wonderful person,
he's helped a lot of people.

Did you know that our dead relatives

often want to help us achieve
spiritual transformation?

l see room for that within you.

lt's nothing to be ashamed of.

So far nothing of value
seems to be missing.

Except for a couple of CD's and
some photographic equipment.

Maybe a video camera, hard to say.

lt doesn't make sense.

l bet they weren't aware these
paintings were worth a small fortune.

This is sick...

Yes.

Yes, Mom.

Yes, l'll bring it.

Okay, l'm sorry.

ls this my grandson?
He's a big boy.

l haven't seen him
for such a long time.

l'm glad you thought
to bring me his photo.

Can l keep it?
Or do you want it back?

- l can leave it here.
- Fine.

So that l know
you're thinking about me.

l'll be looking at him. But l won't
see him changing in this picture.

l'll ask you for a newer photo
in some time.

Besides, you promised to bring
him here one day. Will you?

l dreamed of her yesterday.

For the first time since she died.

How did that make you feel?

Bad, because l miss her a lot.

- Olga, your mother is next to you.
- l can't feel it at all.

- Our departed relatives are with us.
- l don't believe it.

My baby boy died when
he was eight months old.

He was never sick before.

l just woke up one morning
and he was already dead.

They told me it was cot death,
that it often happens.

l was very sick for a long time,

l didn't know where he was.

l was worried if he was okay.

l woke up one night,

and l saw him sitting
next to the bed, as usual.

He has been with me since then.

Olga, l spent a long time
wondering whether to tell you this.

But you're a confident, grown-up
girl and l believe it can help.

Your mother wants to contact you.

She wrote me a message.

- Good bye.
- Good bye.

Excuse me.

This time you scared me.

l'm really sorry.
l'd like to talk to you.

Of course.

Not here though.
Perhaps we could go somewhere?

- Thank you very much.
- Don't mention it.

Go ahead. Ask away.

Excuse me...

You've been a....

How long have you been doing this?

l found, l mean l activated my
potential eight years ago.

- After my son's death.
- l'm very sorry.

No need to be.

So now what? l guess you
don't believe it anyway.

l don't, to be honest. Not really.

You heard it all from Olga,
didn't you?

All the details of my life.

Many things come out in therapy.

But the moment l saw you...

l felt strong vibrations
from a dead person.

From a woman who died tragically.

She asked me to help her contact you.

l received a message the day
l first met you in the hospital.

A message?

Yes.

l have a feeling we can try
direct writing now.

Put a blank sheet of paper
in an empty drawer.

Put a pen, or whatever your wife
liked to write with on the desk.

You might also add an object
your wife particularly liked.

Do you tell Olga all of this?

Some of it... Yes.
l told her l sensed a presence.

So you're using this in therapy?

Did you know that there are
two million spiritists in Brazil,

and they have over twenty million
dedicated followers?

There are units in public hospitals
where such treatment is practiced.

And in Brazil, that's right: Brazil...

there is far less indifference toward
pain and suffering than in Poland.

Do you realize you're
giving Olga some strange hope?

You're messing with her life.

You know that you won't be able
to replace her mother?

Divaldo Franco once
said a beautiful thing:

''The person who loves is never sick.''

Thank you.

You're round here.
Can you see that?

There's nothing here,
no expression.

You're bland.

Shapeless....

lt disgusts me.

You have no shoulders, no figure.

You don't take care of yourself.

You don't want to be yourself,
you're hiding everything.

You've lost your personality...

You've lost your outline.

You look like an old lady here.

Yes?

l'd like to see Doctor Zielinski.

Come in.

Oh, Mister Prosecutor.

Hello. l had a call from the governor.
Thank you.

l'd like to discharge Olga
from the hospital.

But you've just asked us to keep her
here as long as possible.

- Yes, but l changed my mind.
- Something happened?

No, l just think it's time to switch
over to outpatient treatment.

And l'd like to change
Olga's therapist.

That l can understand.

l had doubts whether a childless
old maid should be a therapist myself.

Hugging trees in the park, you know.
Just like they do in Sweden.

Waving their arms about...
The people in this unit...

Good morning, Miss Anna.

Why the fuck are we here?

lt's nice out here.

Like you've been here before?

l have. For work.

This guy hanged himself over there.

Great.

- ls your daughter back home?
- Yes.

Happy Easter!

You know
you've been asleep 20 hours?

So?

Did you eat?

All you have in the fridge
is vodka.

You need to get up.
lt's time for your lV.

l'm not going anywhere.

l'm sorry to wake you up...

but l'd like you to
explain something. Okay?

What do you think this is?

Please, come in.

Wait a moment.
Please close the door.

May l?

Only my wife and l knew about that.

Did the deceased use
to sit in this armchair?

Turn it around.

Will it fit?

Ms. Anna, do you mind
getting out of there?

Be careful, be careful.

Tablecloth?

Let's sit down.

l'll need the date of death
of the deceased.

February 1 6, 201 0.

Dad, it was '09!

'09.

lf we manage to establish contact,
l might start writing very fast.

lf this happens, l'd like Olga to
help me turn the papers.

lt doesn't happen often, but l might
speak in the voice of the deceased.

Don't be so nervous.

We can slowly begin.

Think about Helena.

Bring back good memories of her.

Let's all join hands.

Mr. Janusz, l can feel
your skepticism.

lt won't work unless you open up.

l'm sorry, l'm doing my best, but...

l'm sorry.

Ready?

l can't.

lt was me who wrote it.

What?

lt was me who wrote the letter
from mom and put it in the drawer.

lt doesn't matter.

lt's the good intentions that count.

This is pointless.

To Baumi