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Devilish Education
Gosia, get up.
Gosia.
It's time to get up.
Morning, my dumb friends. I wish you a nice day.
What's the matter. Did you think I wouldn't come?
You should be ashamed.
You've already had breakfast.
OK then.
You're a real gourmet.
-Isn't it too dark? -I don't need to see anything.
Is there something wrong with you?
Your cows are eating clover.
-That's bad for them. -Speaking to me, sir?
Of course I'm speaking to you. Who else?
Come on... Get away from here.
Always wear a scarf.
You can easily get sunstroke.
Do you live here?
Yes, down there in the village.
-You live in Paradise but don't know it. -What do you mean?
It's like Paradise here. Believe me.
-I've been around. -Was it different?
Some places are awful.
-I once lived in Paradise. -And now?
Now I'm a wanderer I have no real home.
-Are you going home now? -Yes, it's time to go.
-What's your name? -Malgorzata... I mean Malgosia.
Malgorzata sounds better. I knew a Malgorzata.
Long ago.
You are beautiful, Malgorzata.
Go now. I'll come back tomorrow.
Yes, sir. Till tomorrow.
Just right. Don't move
You came back?
How could you miss me sitting here?
I've been sitting here drawing all along.
But you seem miles away.
Lost in your own world.
Stay just like that.
Arms a bit higher.
Lovely.
Are you drawing me, sir?
I have been for a long time. Look over there.
But why draw such things?
Why? Because they are beautiful.
There is nothing more beautiful than the human body.
Now it expresses sadness, fatigue and solitude.
And now it expresses vitality, consent and devotion.
Your hand can talk.
It has said a lot.
That is splendid.
One must study body language
to understand what another body is saying.
And also to understand one's own body
Do you understand your body?
No.
And would you like to?
Yes.
I will teach you if you trust me.
I do.
That's fine then.
Do you recognize yourself?
No.
-But you were. -I thought someone was looking
You're right.
Nobody should look if you're ashamed. If not, it means he's close to you.
Understand?
Yes.
Take off your dress.
You're not ashamed in front of me, are you?
No.
And if I say someone is staring at you from behind?
I was only joking.
That's normal. Because those parts are always covered.
That's not the only reason.
What do you feel ?
I feel... I don't know...
Joy? A sense of bliss?
Yes, that's it.
And now?
Does it excite you?
Yes, it excites me.
Waiting for it for so long.
I know.
That's why I came back.
Exhaustion and fatigue
You're an attentive pupil.
And you're a good teacher.
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
-Why not sleep? -It's time.
- It was better still today. - You bet.
I'm really starting to enjoy it.
- I was sure you would. - How do you mean?
Almost all women enjoy it.
Women?
Men too.
- ๏ปฟAre you very tired? - Well, you know...
Want to sleep?
- You sleep best after making love. -So we've finished making love?
Have a nap and then we'll continue.
- Lovers do sleep together. - Not on the ground.
Wake up!
Don't sleep away your youth.
Drink.
Lovely.
Wine sharpens the senses.
Let's have something to eat.
No, no! You don't eat fish with that knife.
You need a blunt knife. But we don't have one.
- We'll eat with two forks.
Like that.
And with fish and chicken we drink white wine.
Red wine goes with meat and game but there are exceptions.
And with turkey you can drink either red or white wine.
- You eat turkey? - Don't eat and talk.
And don't pick up your glass...
before you've swallowed the last mouthful.
Before you take it to your lips you must wipe them with a napkin.
Of course you can eat turkey. Especially with truffles.
- Our priest has a decorative turkey. - Decorative, but he will eat it.
Don't eat with your elbows on the table.
- Why are you so horrible to me? - I'm doing it for your own good.
You won't look after cows forever.
I'll make a lady of you.
You will soon be telling me you have nothing to wear.
- Are you enjoying it? - It's magic.
Let's hope the act's over before it starts raining.
The only trouble is prima donnas are always fat and ugly.
There are all sorts of things you still have to learn.
You will spend many years trying to grasp them.
- You will read many books. - I can't read.
It doesn't matter. I'll teach you to read.
But I'll be old and grey before I learn everything.
If only youth had the knowledge and old age the ability, as the French say.
I bet you don't know the French. They are a nation...
famous for their cuisine and bons mots, which means...
Goska has a cavalier.
Forget it... The only response is none or to cry.
"Gosia has a cavalier and many more to come."
At times like this you say: "I love you and will be true forever."
-I was going to. -I know.
And I also know... It doesn't matter
There's no need to know some things, it's even harmful.
What have you got there?
- Where did you get it? - I found it in the attic.
But there are no pictures.
- I'm learning to read. - Alone?
You were seen with someone in the field. Admit it.
- What nonsense! - The children saw you.
If ๏ปฟyou believe the children...
If you come home pregnant you'll be out.
You won't show me up in the village.
- We have our honour, you know. -What honour?
How dare you cross me!
Clear it up, put on your sunday best and we're off to see the priest.
You will confess your sins to him.
-He will tell me what you've done. -He's bound to secrecy.
And it was very nice. That's all.
But where did you get such ideas, my child?
Did someone put them in your head?
Nobody. They were my own ideas, Father.
You must never think like that. It is a carnal sin.
The devil instills these ideas in you. He looks for innocent souls to prey on,
steals them from the Lord God. You must pray, my child.
You must repent for your sin.
As a punishment you shall say 10 "Hail Marys"
every morning and every night.
How could the child have such thoughts?
It's as if she were possessed by the devil.
Don't worry, Mrs Marcinowa. Devils no longer prey on villages.
They have no wish to travel along bad roads when they can stay in town,
journey by horse and carriage and live in fine hotels.
They have more than enough work. ๏ปฟStock exchange, pawnbrokers, brothels...
Lord forgive me.
Know what we'll do Mrs. Marcinowa?
Let him examine her.
Properly ๏ปฟif you know what I mean.
- The girl is undefiled. - What do you mean?
Your daughter is a virgin.
I knew you'd come.
I know.
-My one and only. -My dearest.
Stay with me.
I'll ๏ปฟnever leave you.
I could have no greater wish. I'd like you to teach me more.
I know.
That's why you thought me up.
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