All language subtitles for Mr. And Mrs. Stodola (Petr Hátle, 2023)

MR. & MRS. STODOLA

You didn't go.

I'll...

I can go tomorrow.

Take it off.

I'll take care of it.

No, I'll... I'll handle it.

I'll handle it.

No, stop it.

Mom...

Come on. I'll give you a pill, okay?

Come on.

Coward.

Drink.

Jarda, I can't take it anymore.

You promised we'd be here a few days
and then find our own place.

Do you know how long we've been here?

It'll be one year next week.

Jarda?

What if he recognizes me?

He won't.

He's known me since I was a kid.

Exactly. It won't even occur to him
that it could be you.

Jarda? You came here to rob me?

Help!

Quiet! Please be quiet.

- Help! Help!
- Please be quiet.

Quiet.

- Leave me alone!
- Quiet.

Help! Help!

Please, quiet!

Shut it!

I think I killed him.

You think?

Look at me.

You're going to go back there
and do exactly what I tell you.

Wait here.

Hello.

Here's some coffee to warm you up.

Thanks a lot.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- I might know something. Can we talk?
- Of course.

I wouldn't blame them at all
for leaving here.

I get it.

There's no work. What would they do here?

All the young people have left.

It's just that the neighbor here,

he couldn't forgive them.

He kept saying he'd built it for them,
and they abandoned him.

He was yelling about
burning it down rather than...

rather than letting it fall
into their lap.

I had no idea he was serious.

Evička, his daughter, does she know?

We've informed the family.
They already know.

Don't take it so hard.
It's not your fault.

I feel awful about it.

I feel awful.

Jarda.

My condolences, Evička.

It's all our fault.

Don't blame yourself.

Promise me you won't blame yourself.

Come have some coffee.

That's kind of you,
but I have to get back right away.

I wanted to ask you if Jarda
could ring the bell at Dad's funeral.

I'm sure my dad would have wanted that.

Of course, honey. Of course.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Jarda,

no one's going to miss him.

He was rotting alive in there.

Give this to Dada. For Jarda, for ringing.

Mom sends this for Jarda
for ringing the bell.

That's not necessary.
Jarda's happy to do it.

Come to the wake afterwards, at least.

Did you like him?

My condolences, then.

Give him respite, O Lord.

- May he rest in peace.
- Amen.

Where's that coffee?

Well, well, well.

What do you think you're doing?

You're so distant all of a sudden.

I can't believe you want
to marry that idiot.

With debts...

No one gets it.

A woman like you.

He paid his debts.

Mind your own business.

I shouldn't have come back
in the first place.

This place is dead.

Hey, look...

This is what I've got in America.

That's yours, huh?

It would suit you.

We're leaving in ten minutes.

I guess we'll be leaving.

You're going? Wait a minute.

Take this with you.

Take it.

You don't want it?

Okay, then.

You're kind, Eva.

Hey, would you give me a cigarette?

Come outside.

You guys have already got married?

It's an engagement ring.

I'm not in a hurry.

I can't stop thinking about it.

I mean, Grandpa would drink
and say all kinds of stupid things,

but he wouldn't set
his own house on fire, would he?

I thought the police investigated that.

Yeah, they did.

But Mrs. Kovářová said she saw
someone at his house that morning.

She wants to go to the police tomorrow.

So I wanted to ask...

if you might have noticed anything.

You live even closer, right?

How old are you?

Twenty-two.

You still don't know
what real loneliness is.

Real loneliness is saying anything
so someone will notice you.

Nice sweater.

I'll do it.

Stand here!

When I tell you, pretend to go home.

Fuck.

Thanks.

- Oh, sorry.
- Sorry.

- Excuse me.
- Good morning.

Good morning.

Where are you going today?

Shopping.

We'll go with you, then.

No, thank you.

You shouldn't be walking on your own.

I forgot my wallet at home.

Rotten luck.

But look, the bus is going
back in a bit, isn't it?

What do you want to do?

We'll just scare her a little bit,

so she'll learn not to go around
talking nonsense.

Keep an eye out.

Go.

She's going to go on a trip.

She saw you there, understand?

I'll take the blame.

I'll do the time for the old man.

But it wasn't only you
she saw today, right?

I was already asleep.

I'm going on a trip early in the morning.

I will, I will.

You too.

Okay, bye-bye.

Her daughter called.

Have you ever been to Konopiště?

That's enough.

Dana?

What would you do if I died?

I'd die too.

But I'll never die, you see?

Jarda?

It has been over one month
since 75-year-old Alena Kovářová

went missing without a trace.

The woman had never before
left her home for long,

especially not without telling her family.

She lived a normal life
in a small village.

Neighbors and family say
the widow had no reason

to leave home for such a long time.

Alena Kovářová was known
for her love of hiking

in the Czech countryside
with a hiking club.

But she often went alone
on easier hikes too.

Alena Kovářová has a small, thin figure
and is about 5' 2" tall.

She has gray medium-short hair.

She is believed to have left her home
in a blue nylon jumpsuit.

The hiking clothes and equipment
that she used on her travels

are missing from her home.

She may have been carrying a small,
light-colored hiking backpack.

She used two hiking poles on her trips.

I still see her leaving the house
for one of her walks.

Meanwhile, she's lying alone somewhere.

In the woods, with no one to help her.

Don't worry, Mom. They'll find her.

I'm so glad you two are here.

Motherfucker.

What the fuck!

You want some, fucker? Come on! Come on!

Wait!

Stop!

Come here.

Dana.

Will you finally marry me?

I'll marry you.

Hello.

Wait. Let me help you.

Oh, that's so kind of you.

So kind.

I'm making Segedin goulash,
and I forgot the cabbage.

I love Segedin goulash.

- My grandmother used to make it.
- Yes?

May I?

I'll do it.

I'm tired of everything.

I used to love cooking so much.

I'd spend the whole day at the stove,
no problem.

But now...

I wake up in the dark, everything hurts.

Then I get up,

do something,

and it's evening.

And then...

And then everything all over again.

I don't even like the food anymore.
It's like...

mud.

I wish it were all over and done with.

Hello.

Who have you dragged in here now?

You want to lose your pension again,
like last time?

Oh, please.

It's Jarda's girl.

That's right.

Do you know her?

Nobody knows anything about her.

God knows who the woman is.

Get out of here!

She's some kind of whore anyway!

Dana?

I picked out a dress.

Can I take a look?

It's really nice.

Too bad I can't afford it.

Oh, please.

We have plenty of money.

It's not there.

You took it.

You don't believe me?

Who took it, then?

Your mom?

Dana, please. My mom?

So we're calling off the wedding.

Oh, no, Dana. No.

Dana, no.

I'll borrow money from Karel at work.

Do you know how much money that is?

Nobody's going to lend you that.

Do you know the Bín family?

The bastard called me a whore.

Bín called you that?

That bastard.

I'll rob them
when they're out of the house.

Nonsense.

We need them to tell us
where they keep it.

Every pensioner has some money
for their funeral.

For the coffin...

for flowers and ribbons.

And all that shit.

Right?

No.

No?

No, Dana. That's over.

And you won't mind if I move out?

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Huh? You wanted to steal, motherfucker?

What?

Jesus!

Thank you.

Did she tell you where they keep it?

In the bedroom.

Close her eyes
so it looks like she's sleeping.

Dearly beloved,

you have decided not only
to give your relationship legal form

but also to anchor all that is beautiful
between you in a lasting union.

Marriage is a tremendous
certainty in life for the couple,

provided they can put
their common interests above all else.

Be equally supportive of each other,
both in the prime of your youth

and in the autumn of your lives.

Grow old together in happiness
and stay together

until death do you apart.

Dearly beloved, I would like to...

Dana?

Dana?

Dana, dear?

We all love you.

I ask you, Mr. Stodola, the groom,

do you willingly take the bride,

Ms. Bábiková, to be your wife?

I do.

Thank you.

And do you, Ms. Bábiková, the bride,

do you willingly take the groom,
Mr. Stodola, to be your husband--

I do.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

Hello.

Hello.

Are you the owner of the property?

Jarda, go and help your mother.

I'll take care of it.

- Hello.
- Hello.

We're sorry to bother you.

What do you need?

Well, ma'am, everything's fine here.

You just can't explain to some people
that you have to check it every year.

Both the valves and the fumes.

The neighbors next door wanted to save,
and how did that turn out?

Did they suffocate or...

How long were they lying there?

About a week.

How did they look?

As if they were sleeping peacefully.

But you could smell it already.

You saw it?

Dana?

Leave it.

Why?

I'm married!

I'm married!

- Let's dance, Dana. It's our wedding.
- I don't want to.

It is our wedding!

So this is your home now.

I like it here.

Well,

you got what you wanted.

That's my wife. That's my wife!

It's my wife!

My wife!

She's mine! She's my wife!

She's mine! Mine!

She's my wife!

She's my wife!

Come on.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Like it?

You're pissing me off. We come
on time here. Don't make a habit of it.

Dana!

What?

Do we know each other?

No, but we can.

Don't worry. We're from the same building.

Get out of here.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is my husband.

You all fuck off.

Guys, come on. We'll go to my place.

- Dana, you can come too.
- I will. Bye.

- See you.
- Bye.

- See you, bro.
- Bye.

Bye!

What do you think?

Will I forget what you just did,

or will I remember it
for the rest of my life?

I've done everything you ever wanted.

My mom is home alone.

I got us a new apartment.

I'm working my ass off.

Why can't you do what I want for once?

What do you want?

A normal woman.

So, how is it?

Fresh!

Refreshing!

- Let's warm you up.
- Thank you!

Won't you try it?

I can't.

Oh, I don't have those problems
anymore at my age.

No, that's not what I mean.

That's not the problem.

I'm all bruised up.

Things aren't good
between me and my husband.

My poor dear.

- Let's use first names.
- Oh, I couldn't.

- Why not? Come on.
- All right, then. Okay.

Good. I'm glad.

Come on. Here we are.

- You don't lock up?
- No. What for?

Where have you been?

Outside.

For two days?

I'm bored here alone.

Well, one of us has to go to work, right?

I can take care of myself.

Jarda!

Yeah, we can go.

Fuck!

I told you to give me the money!

Give me the fucking money!

Somebody tell her to give me the money!

- It's not possible without it.
- Give me my fucking bankbooks back.

- Don't be vulgar.
- Give me the books!

I don't give a shit!

Give me the books, you bitch.
Give me that bankbook.

- Don't scream at me...
- Give me the fucking book!

- Behave yourself--
- Fuck you!

Fucking hell!

They're fucking password-protected.

Password-protected!

Fuck!

Dana, come here.

Tell her.

Don't worry.
She's a neighbor. She won't tell.

Looks like a domestic murder.

Two dead sisters.

One attacked on the other
and then slit her wrists.

She attacked their mom too.

The mom survived.

What?

The mom survived. She is in the hospital.

Things like that don't happen around here.
It's calm here.

Can I talk to you for a second?

For the last time...

what did you tell him?

Nothing.

Did you say anything to him about me?

- No.
- What?

No.

You know why you drink?

Because you're weak.

But you can't drink your way out of this.

I'm not weak.

I would never betray us
because of some old hag.

I put your stuff in the bedroom.

You want your cosmetics in here?

What?

I don't want you to see it.

See what?

The bruises.

Jarda?

I want to go to America.

Sure, we will.

Tomorrow?

That's not possible.

You have to go to the embassy,

get tickets...

It's a lot of money.

And time too.

You're in such a hurry.

We have plenty of time.

You want me to leave?

Honey?

We're out of cigarettes.

Then go get some.

I don't have any money.

You bitch.

You bitch!

Get out of here.

Come on, move it.

Where's Jarda?

Hello.

Who did that to you?

Bárta.

I knew he had money. I wanted it for us.

Jarda...

Let's start over.

Somewhere else.

Hello, sir.

Would you give me some water, please?

Go somewhere else.

You don't have any water?

I'm sorry, but I'm not well.

I feel really sick.

He says his kids are coming.

Bullshit.

They'll find him in the well
when their tap water starts to stink.

Dad, are you home?

Dad?

Come on. Come on!

It started sometime last fall.

I was sleeping in his mother's room
because...

Jarda had been drinking
in the pub all day,

and I knew he'd come back drunk again.

I locked us in
because we were scared of him.

I was woken up in the night
by frightening, weird noises.

The neighbor's house was on fire,

so I ran to Jarda, and he was sitting
on the bed, dressed, covered in dirt.

And I said to him,

"Jarda, the neighbor's house is on fire!"

He turned to me and said,
"So what? The old man's done suffering."

You know, the neighbor drank a lot,
so we weren't that surprised.

His house had caught fire once already.

Then a neighbor started saying
she'd seen a guy at that house that night.

After Jarda heard that,

he started talking about
what a bitch the neighbor was,

saying she made shit up
and that someone should shut her mouth.

Then she suddenly disappeared.

You see, Jarda had promised me a wedding,

but we had nothing, no money.

So I said, "Jarda, we'll wait.
We'll let it go. We'll cancel it."

But he said no,
he wanted to get away from Mom.

A week later,
he had 100,000 in his pocket.

He said that he'd won it on slots.

Then those neighbors disappeared.

They said it was gas.

The police were investigating.
I didn't think much of it.

One night he woke me up and said,
"Wake up. I'm gonna tell you something,"

and he talked for two hours.

And told me everything.
How he killed them all.

I thought he was making it up, you know?

But when he told me all the details,
then I believed he was telling the truth.

I was scared of him.

I wanted to run away, but I was afraid
he'd find me and kill me too.

I probably should have stopped it,
but I didn't have the strength.

I'm so sorry.

Do you have a tissue, please?

Thank you.

Let's go.

- Hello.
- Hello.

We're ready to go.

Take the cuffs off him.

We are beginning the examination
of the testimony of Mr. Jaroslav Stodola.

- Asshole! You're a cunt!
- The date is May 12, 2003.

Fucking cunt!

I hope you die a worse death
than my grandfather!

Let's go. Let's continue.

What did you do
when you came into this room?

Well...

the walking sticks here...

And then?

Are you sure you had your hands like that?

What did you do then?

I'm sorry.

What did you do then?

I can't believe I did that.

My love!

My love!

I'm here waiting for you!

I love you, my love!

Hello.

Do you recognize this place?

No.

According to our information,
you murdered Mrs. Tůmová here.

Your wife tells us you were here.

- Then just write that I was here.
- No. No, no.

Show us exactly where you went.

To the kitchen.

Go ahead, then. Show us.

Sit.

Hello.

Hello.

Hi.

Hi.

Mr. Stodola doesn't remember anything.
Could you repeat your testimony for him?

I'm sorry, but I wouldn't be able to now.

Mr. Stodola?

Mr. Stodola, this is what your wife said:

"On the evening of August 12, 2002,
my husband joined the victim

on her way home from the lake
with the intent to steal cash from her.

He entered her house
under the pretext of a friendly visit.

Immediately upon entry,
he struck her on the head

with a rolling pin
that was on the kitchen counter.

He then bound her to a chair
with duct tape, arms behind her back,

and he choked her while demanding
to know where she was hiding her money.

After the victim revealed
the location of her cash,

he took CZK 25,000.

He took a ten-inch kitchen knife
from the table

and stabbed the victim six times
in the chest and in the back.

After that, he took a shower
and slept in the victim's bed.

He did not return to his place
of residence until the following night.

When I asked him where he had been
for two days, he replied, 'Out.'

He only confessed the murder
to me later, while intoxicated."

Say it.

It was you who killed her, Dana.

Please rise...

and hear the verdict passed
on behalf of the state.

In the case of Jaroslav Stodola,

the district court in Kutná Hora
has ruled as follows:

The marriage of Dana and Jaroslav Stodola
is hereby dissolved

due to the impossibility
of performing marital duties.

Both spouses are serving life sentences.

Secondly,

neither party is entitled to compensation
for the costs of these proceedings...

You may remove the convicted
from the courtroom.