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Five, four...
three, two...
one.
Nel?
It's a good school.
They've got advanced maths and physics at A levels.
I wanna go to Bareja.
You've only been there for a month.
You'll get used to it. It will be fine, you'll see.
No. I wanna go to Bareja.
SCR*W MICKIEWICZ 3
Mietek, what's eight cm long and will satisfy any woman?
- Cegła, do you really have to? - All right, sorry. It's a credit card!
- What makes a woman like a dishwasher? - You've never put a load in any of these.
Everything, everything. Hi!
- Guess who I met on the way. - Who?
Koras.
- What's he doing here? - No idea.
- Korek? - Yes.
Oh, nice.
I see somebody wants to have his conduct mark lowered.
Honorable Administrator, sir... Can't get it any lower.
Put that fag away.
I'm nineteen, Sir. Can do what I want.
That's a fact.
Social pathology.
Social pathology!
- Koras! - Korek!
- Hi. - Can we hug you?
- Yes and hold me tight. - Come here!
- Are you coming back? - Yes.
- For good? - Yes.
- What was that place like? - It sucked.
Why?
I didn't like it. Bunch of virgins.
Aaah... there's our boy.
See ya.
You're back?
Yes.
That's... cool.
Ready?
Mm-hmm.
Ta-dah!
So?
- Well, you look... - I look...?
- Splendid. - Really?
Mm-hmm.
I guess I'll take it then.
Going somewhere?
With you. To the prom.
Unless you don't ask me, then I...
I will, it's just that I didn't realize it's coming so soon.
- And this one for you? Look. - Right.
- Will you try it on? - Yes, right now.
- What's up? - Have to go.
- Seriously? - Yeah.
Must write something for our Sienkiewicz.
- A gift, for you. - Hey, dude. Thanks a lot.
Have no fear, have no fear
I'm by your side all day long
Have no fear, have no fear
I'm with you, don't be afraid!
- For you! - Wow, so cool.
Thanks, high five!
- Such cute teddy! - Bye!
- Bye. - See ya.
Visit us at some point.
Take care.
Thanks for everything.
Good luck.
- There you go. - Ladies first.
Oh, and I'd like to ask for a WI-FI password.
What?
That's all, thank you very much.
- Really? - Really!
What's your favorite color?
- I don't know. - Purple.
Mine is blue and green.
- Dogs or cats? - Dogs, I guess.
Me too.
What superpower would you choose?
Jesus, Korek, I don't know! Well...
Flying. Okay.
- And you, Roxy? What would you choose? - The same.
Flying is not cool. People fly and don't choose trains.
- I'd like to be able to stop time. - Cool.
- Why all these questions, Korek? - So I can talk to Anita.
- What are you doing after school? - Today? I have my piano lesson, you know.
- Okay, and tomorrow? - Polish?
- Yes, we're doing Polish assignments. - And the next day?
- Korek! Come, stop sweet talking. - Thank you.
Got maths?
- Yes. - Let's get it done, shall we?
Okay.
The Creep is back.
This is gonna be clickbait.
Leave him alone.
I'm just making women aware of who they should defend themselves against.
- He's all right. Mind your own business. - Stop it. Look.
- What a whip! - Okay...
- Have you seen those wheel rims? - He must be the new guy from our class.
Hey, Nel!
Girls, come on!
He dressed just like them, he ate what they ate,
he shortly thought he was one of them.
But the line that divided them, although invisible, was impossible to cross.
“The Doll" is not a story about love, at least not about love for a woman.
Is this your whip, bro?
What's this?
Izabela is the symbol of a better world. A world that Wokulski desired...
and that never opened its door for him to enter.
The harder he worked, the more he tried,
the more disgusting he became in the eyes of his “betters".
You see, it's the tradition here. If you cruise around in such a sweet ride,
you have to pay a climate fee, 10 Polish zlotys.
Because in their world one cannot become better.
You have to be born this way.
Something like that.
Deaf or dumb? A slow one or a space cadet?
- What's up? What? - Bolo! Chill out, hey!
- Deaf? - Yes.
- Bolo! - Hi. I'm...
N, E, L.
Adam.
- Is it 4C? - Yes.
Great, I'll help you.
Are you mental?
- What? - Feel stupid now, don't you?
- A bit. - A slow one or a space cadet!
- Smartass. - At least he didn't hear that.
- Come on! - Don't be mad at me, please!
So there are no dolls like that Łęcka anymore?
She's not the doll, Wokulski is.
He was at their beck and call like some moron. Controlled by them.
A donkey that carries gold is still a donkey. Right?
Maybe the cont...
Sorry.
Maybe the context is wider.
The topos of the world as theater.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
- Sorry. - Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
- One, two, three, one, two, three... - Together?
What do you mean?
Can I dance with you?
No, I have a boyfriend.
Is it serious?
Yes.
Hey.
Hi. Am I interrupting?
Daniel?
Wait. Can't believe it. He's your boyfriend, isn't he?
- Nice girl. Congrats. - Wait. You can speak?
I even fly. Sorry, it was silly. You know how it is. Come on, kid.
You, mate... I don't know you.
What?
To the hall.
But... nice to meet you.
Music!
DISCIPLINE ORDER TIDINESS
And... one, two, three, two, two, three...
Heads up, eyes forward...
You think that dancing is just fun, or some kind of fooling around.
This is about discipline and order.
- Tradition! - I'm sorry...
Heads straight!
- What's going on? - Headmaster, sir!
Cegła's nose's bleeding. We'll take him to the nurse's room.
Okay, okay...
And one more time!
Are you crying, Cegła?
- Nah. No, not crying. - Is it the Polonaise?
I don't give a shit about Bobik and Polonaise.
It's over.
The prom and the final exams coming soon. One day it will all be over.
But you hate this shit hole.
Yes, but at least I have you here.
It's not even proper dancing, just walking.
Cause it's tradition.
Your grandfathers walked this way, your fathers did, now you will.
And we'll all walk our separate ways.
That's life for you. You'll have new friends and a new school.
But I don't want new friends.
I understand him. It's never gonna be the same again.
Come here, guys.
Cegielski, take longer strides, you trot like a geisha.
We might go to some college together.
Mietek will study Management, you want to be a writer.
Fuck writing. I'll go with Mietek and you're gonna join is, Cegła.
How am I gonna get in?
We'll take entrance exams for management in some shit hole, wherever they admit us.
- I'll have to get extra credits. - We'll help you.
And then we can start some business together.
- Are you serious? - Yes!
- I'm serious, I'm in. - And so am I.
- Off we go then. - All right.
Do we start on one or two?
Nel, wait. I apologize, it was stupid of me.
- Don't talk to me. - Okay.
I acted stupid. I apologize.
Not funny. I thought you needed help. You used me.
I did need help. Didn't you see that little soldier?
- It was a defensive instinct. - You're screwed up.
But I liked talking sign language to you. How do you know it?
- Sign language? - Yeah.
I had a friend once... Not talking to you.
And I used to go to integrated school. We do have a lot in common.
Wait.
I am sorry, poor form. Can we have coffee together?
- Thanks, I don't drink. - Let's go for a walk or to the cinema.
- I have a boyfriend. - Yeah, I know.
I can give him a massage if you want.
To relax him a bit. He didn't use to be that tense.
- How do you know each other? - Long story, nothing to talk about.
I have plenty of time. I'm all ears.
I'm having a party on Friday. The whole class will be there. Come too.
- I will. - Cool.
With my boyfriend.
Even cooler.
So sorry.
Franciszek Cegielski.
Perhaps you want to tell me how your day was?
Yes.
Something more than “oui"?
Tell me at least if it was good or bad, or so-so?
So-so. Yes.
Is that all after four years of education?
Yes.
My dog understands more French than you do.
And its vocab is comparable to yours.
Come, come. It's not funny.
What's up, Koras?
Waiting for somebody?
- Yes. - For whom?
For Anita.
Text her.
Texted her already. Thirty four times.
- Wait, you sent her 30 messages? - Thirty four.
- That's a lot, you know. - Yeah, I know.
Give her some space for a while.
I must try hard. Women like that.
Sometimes they do, sometimes they don't.
You know what they're like.
- Yeah, I do. - Okay.
Mr. Casanova! I actually don't.
- Hey. - Hi.
- What’s your topic? - Women.
When to try hard and when not.
For example, Korek sent 30 messages to Anita.
Thirty four.
It's not that simple.
It is simple. You have to read the signs, Korek.
- Has she texted you back? - No.
And this is a sign.
- Go home, old sport. - Tomorrow you'll try again.
Okay.
- See you then. - Bye.
- Shall we go? - Yep.
- Right. - See ya.
- We're gonna practice. - I wonder what.
- I wonder!
Quantum physics.
- What was that? - Typical Korek.
You know I mean something else. This thing with Adam.
- What about Adam? - You know.
- You have some beef with him or what? - Nah, we don't have any beef or anything.
You're jealous.
- Seriously? - Seriously.
How do you know each other?
In 1994, we used to play chess together.
- Funny. - Don't know him, he doesn't ring a bell.
Okay then.
Adam invited us to a party on Friday.
- Wanna go? - Well, the whole class gonna be there.
- Go then. - But I wanna go with you.
I can't, I have...
- What? - Something... Some business to do.
What kind of business?
Listen, go if you wanna go, and I'll join you later, okay?
Okay.
Shall we go?
Water melons.
Jesus Christ. Veterans.
Just take a look, Cegła here.
See? Roxy doesn't even know where to look.
I'm getting so small next to them, what a train wreck.
- What will you do without them? - What?
Well, it's your first class, you'll miss them.
Yeah, right. Can't wait to be rid of them, these scamps.
Scamps.
Well, I don't know what I'll do when Nel goes to college.
But I do. We'll take a camper and we'll go on a round-the-world trip.
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
And it's gonna be our honeymoon trip?
Hey!
Is everything fine?
Hey!
- Hey! - Has Adam given you the address?
Nah. He said he'd give us a ride.
But how? All of us?
Whoa, what a ride!
I've only seen those in films.
- My dad hired one for my First Communion. - No offense, but yours was shorter.
Ladies, ladies, ladies...
Relax. There's place for everybody. Welcome.
Wait. A group photo first.
Good, good, good.
Wait for it... Can you shift to the right a bit, to cover that dirt.
What?
Here, it's dirty in the front.
What is this?
Sorry, I've come straight from a corporate event.
It's disgrace to be seen in it. What do I pay you for?
We can go to the car wash, sir.
Adam... Come on.
- And attention... - Sorry, excuse me.
Cheese!
This must be the most expensive limo in town.
I don't use anything below this level.
And what are your parents dealing with?
My dad runs an aesthetic medicine clinic.
You know, lip augmentation,
lifting, BBL, these sort of things.
Is he going to give me a discount? As your friend?
But what do you wanna change?
- Nothing. - Relax.
We'll find something. No offense.
Perhaps it will sound weird, but why our school?
You've got...
the most beautiful girls.
Are they always this boring?
You find everything boring.
You don't bore me.
- What are you sign-talking about? - It's a secret.
Hey, it's Dante.
- What? - Hey, seriously. Look, Nel.
- Hi. - Can you hit it from that side?
Thanks.
Should be cleaned on the side.
- Is there a problem? - No, no.
Do it then.
What are you doing here?
Can't you see?
- I didn't know. - So you do now.
Honestly? Didn't know you're working here.
Hiya! Can you do the usual thing?
Boss!
Hi.
Don't worry, Nel.
Guys in overalls are said to be attractive.
Yeah, like astronauts or racing drivers.
No job is too humble. Okay?
Yeah, sure. Yes.
Thank you.
Your mobile? Thank you.
Your mobiles?
- Okay, okay. - Thank you. Thanks.
And thank you.
Thank you.
- Kacper, stop kidding. - A screen-free party.
The other one too.
Thank you. Yo!
Oh, no, no, no. Leave it be.
- Is it genuine? - Yes.
- Is it from Japan? - Nah, from the open air market.
Leave it, please.
- Hey! - Thank you.
This is a screen-free party.
- Have something to drink. - I don't drink, I told you.
You don't drink, you don't dance, you don't even talk.
What do you do at parties then?
I have sex in the toilet on popular demand.
Let's drink!
Come on, come on!
- Following me again? - Yes.
- Why? - I like following you.
Why?
Because I like being close to you.
Korek...
I like you, too. Seriously.
You're a good, nice guy, but...
My mum tells me so.
Okay.
But you can't follow me like that all the time.
You like me...
- But you don't like when I follow you? - Yes.
I don't get it.
We can still be friends, but you've got to keep some distance, yes?
Is this enough?
No, Korek, just leave me alone!
You don't like me.
- Nah, Korek. - You don't like me.
- It's not like that. - You don't!
You don't like me. You don't!
Adam?
Let's go, Kacper.
See ya!
We're off!
No point in returning, girl. The party's over.
So early?
He told everybody to get lost right after you left.
I'll just grab my phone.
Strange guy, huh?
IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.
Adam!
What are you up to?
So you do care about me.
Nel, who are you calling?
- I want to report a suicide attempt. - What?
You need a psychiatrist.
- I was kidding. - They'll help you, trust me.
No, you trust me, please.
All is fine. Fake alert.
Good night.
I see we have more in common than it seems.
Go to therapy.
You can afford it.
Hi.
Hey, Danusia, what are you doing?
Wait.
Introduce yourself.
I am Korek. Kordian Jastrzębski.
Girls, watch out for stalkers. This weirdo keeps following me around.
Hey, Daniela, cut it off!
Calm down, bitch. Forgot to take your psych meds today?
That’s women's fate in the 21st century.
Give your likes and subscribe...
stay safe.
Don't worry. It was poor form.
- She doesn't like me either. - She only likes herself.
I like you, Korek.
And other girls like you.
They don't.
Anita doesn't like it when I follow her or talk to her.
Have you tried to meet someone online?
Everybody does it nowadays.
I haven't.
Then I'll help you.
Come on, we'll take a photo for the school group.
Korek! You can't be there without it. Come on.
Ready?
Here it is.
- It's good. - Very good.
If this is paid parking, you'll pay this car's worth in fines.
- We'll talk when you buy your own car. - Get...
No, you get...
Alright, shut up, he's coming.
Hush, Mrs. Krysia's sleeping. Come in.
- All right then. - Hush.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hiya. - Hi.
- Isn't she half deaf? - Yes, but only when you talk to her.
When asleep, she’ll wake to the sound of a single fart.
- Come on in. - And can you do like this?
Hush.
Nel's going on holiday to some tropical island.
She got a car for her eighteenth birthday. What can I offer her?
A fucking room at Mrs. Krysia's.
- Yes, but she loves you. - Yes, and this is the saddest.
Sometimes when you love somebody, you teach this person to walk...
just to watch them walk away from you.
- I'll always be a few steps behind her. - But mate. Look.
You live independently... earn your money... You earn.
A minimum wage.
Isn't a car wash mega profitable business?
I recently paid almost two hundred for a wash.
Shit, it's almost half of the worth of your car.
One tenth.
Right, so it's two hundred and you get a fracture from it.
- Yeah, it's just... how much? - Fifteen percent.
Fifteen percent, and the rest goes to my boss.
Become your own boss.
- Hey, but... - Okay.
Mate, you've got to start your own car wash.
I will, if you're in.
My folks have a big garage and a pressure washer.
- We need equipment and loads of water. - We must join forces.
I'll borrow money from my sis, you have a garage. You have skills.
And Korek?
Korek will be a fricking great accountant.
No shit.
Korek, are you in?
- Yes. - Awesome!
Gentlemen, to our joint venture.
Cheers.
Why haven't you told me you moved out?
You know... one room, just temporary.
You haven't invited me yet?
You wouldn't like it. There is less space than in your bathroom.
So what? I wanna be with you and need to know where you live.
Anything else I should know about?
We're starting business.
- Business? With whom? - Me and the boys.
I decided that instead of working for somebody I'll start my own business.
You could have told me. I would have helped you.
- I'm managing. - By washing cars.
A job like any other. Besides, now it's gonna be different.
Working with your mates?
Because it is our private business.
You won't understand it cause you get everything you want.
- Okay? - Yes.
- Is it straight? - It's okay.
Okay?
- Guys! - Yes?
Come on, Korek.
- A bombshell. Show me. - A bombshell. Hold it.
Look, Korek.
- Handsome, damn. - Thanks.
Good morning.
Gentlemen!
Show me the money.
We have over three K.
We have momentum.
Do you know that chick?
- Which one? - Be discreet. At your nine o'clock.
She smiled at you.
No, she smiled at Mietek.
Obviously at you.
- Really? - Go. She'll get off in a sec.
All right then.
Hiya.
What is such a beautiful girl doing all alone on the bus?
Well, not entirely alone, cause you're with other girls. You know what I mean.
So, what's up? In general. How is life and so on?
I don't understand. My name is Rose, and yours?
I'll be fucked!
Fucked?
Excuse me.
Nice name.
Shit, she speaks French!
And she thinks your name is “Fucked".
What?
She asked what your name was and you said “I'll be fucked".
- Did I? - She's getting off.
Rose?
Rose.
How are you, Fucked?
Fuck. I mean, I'm not Fucked.
My name is François Cegła.
La Brick.
I have to go.
Bye. See you soon.
- Yes. - And what did she tell you?
Dunno, but I'll never forget her.
Come on.
In the “The Plague" Albert Camus states that a man can keep their dignity.
Not necessarily.
Can keep their dignity and humanity in the face of danger.
The epidemic puts the heroes to the test, but most of them don't give up.
I give up already.
Lesson's over.
I'm powerless.
See ya.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Goodbye.
You want to tell me something?
Well, it wasn't my best essay.
But it wasn't that bad.
It wasn't your best essay. And it wasn't yours at all.
Seriously? AI? Why?
Didn't have time. I'm sorry. Will do better next time.
It's not about “doing better".
It's about the rules you have as a human being,
the rules which...
no matter what, will not be broken by you.
Never.
Anita and Bolo?
Fancy that.
Stop it...
Korek's having a hard time with this.
Have you seen them?
And so is Roxy.
And you know, everything we see is just a play of shadows, got it?
That is why in Plato's theory a leader must go out of the cave into the light.
No, but... Plato was naive. You can't leave the shadow zone.
You can change perspective.
See shadows from a different angle.
But they still will be shadows.
And you?
Wouldn't you like to leave your cave?
Change the world...
I'm too small for that, I guess.
- Come on, let's dance. - I don't dance.
Neither do I, but I wanted to hug you.
- How's your business? - Getting by.
Why don't you visit our economics classes? The teacher's cool. You'll find it useful.
- Adam participates, right? - Does it matter?
Nah, just see you're getting into it.
Economics, politics...
Now “The Republic" by Plato...
You can't decide?
Maybe I won't have to.
In Trinity College you can study politics, economics and philosophy.
Trinity College. Wow.
- The United States? - What States? Ireland.
My dream.
You wanna go?
Well, I thought we'd go together.
Just imagine...
Those Georgian alleys, those crumbling, rotten walls.
And after lectures we could be going to the cliffs,
lie down on the green grass, drink Guinness, gin with lemonade...
You might study modern literature, creative writing.
I checked everything.
What do you reckon?
I'll think it over.
Maybe it's time to go out of your cave?
Maybe I don't want to go out of my cave? And I'd rather stay?
Seriously?
You wanna work at the car wash all your life?
- You didn't mind before. - And I still don't.
But...
I fell in love with you cause you were different.
Intelligent, sensitive...
So maybe you've overestimated me?
Whoa, whoa! Are you okay, mate?
- Koras, are you nuts? - Sorry, Bolo.
- I don't like you. - Come, I'm asking you.
- It's gone bust. - You'll find another chick.
I know what you feel.
You love her. She doesn't love you back. But love offers no guarantees.
- You likely think it's... - Unfair?
Unfair, cause it's exactly what it is.
Korek. Come, I can explain this to you.
Anita, please, you've explained this to him hundred times.
- That's her. - Who?
Don't you know?
Mrs. Cegła.
Rose?
They must be on some exchange program.
Dude, it's your chance.
Oui.
I'll manage it somehow.
- Bonjour! - Good morning.
What's he doing?
Dunno, trust him.
Here we go.
And?
Well, you've just become their guide.
Me?
You'll show them around Warsaw, Łazienki Park, the Old Town.
- And what about Środa? - I said that Bobik wants him.
You'll do his job. You’re in advanced French after all.
- Haven't been there in a month. - Dude.
Eighty percent of communication is body language.
Exactly.
How to say it... On voya .
- What? - You mean On y va ?
That's what I said.
Go on, cause you're getting on my nerves.
We'll explain your absence.
Very good.
The castle.
Shall we go?
So!
The castle.
We can take a pictru...
Pictrois?
Picture, selfie, you know.
- Un photo? - Oui, un photo!
Ah! Photo.
Nice, nice. Very nice.
This castle is impressive.
I was told it was completely destroyed during the war.
That's incredible.
Has it really been reconstructed?
Yes.
Dear all, today we'll be conducting a market simulation.
- Morning. - May I?
Welcome.
This is your product and this is your client. Come on.
We're gonna sell tissues?
Dante's used to dealing slightly different stuff.
Go on. Dazzle me.
These are high quality tissues with aloe scent.
I'm not buying that.
Maybe if some beautiful lady tries to persuade me, then I'll reconsider.
Got a girlfriend?
Not yet, relax.
That's why you need them.
Perhaps I'll just look for a girlfriend instead?
Tissues are cheaper than a girlfriend.
This is good. Tell me more about these tissues.
They're made from recycled materials and have good absorbency.
Okay. Interesting.
Show them to me, please.
Okay... A bit closer, can't see it.
Here. Use the tissues.
Are you mental?
- This guy is deranged. - But it was really good.
The best method for selling a product is...?
creating demand. Everybody knows that.
Exactly.
You've made it!
So psyched!
Man, what did you get me into?
No, you don't understand. I went into the shop, they followed me.
I wanna go home. They're following me all the time.
Well, yes. I guess so.
Yeah, we talk a lot...
But I don't understand most of it.
Wait. No!
No, no, no, no, no photo. End of the journey.
Fuck, go home, I'm begging you.
A photo together?
Fuck me! No, no une photo ensemble!
They're taking a photo with a parcel locker.
- Everything okay? - Yes.
It was a nice walk. Wonderful.
You are...
wonderful.
Cegła, hello?
- Are you there? - I'll call you back, okay?
Okay, okay.
- How is Cegła? - He's okay, I guess.
Doing his French exercises.
French exercises or a French girl?
Funny ha ha.
Who are you texting?
A girl.
- Anita? - No. I got a new girl.
- Whoa, Korek. - You don't waste your time.
Pics or it didn't happen.
She's pretty.
I like her.
- Well, she's pretty but... - She can't be from our school.
- What's her name? - Tradition.
- That can't be her real name. - Why?
- Have you met already? - No.
“J'ai regardé" is the past tense for completed action.
That is: something happened last year, yesterday and is finished, completed.
Franek, are you sleeping?
No, I'm not.
I'm learning. Oui!
Go on.
Korek, listen,
I don't want to spoil it for you, but... you don't know who's there.
Tradition.
Man, it's not even a real name.
Why aren't you meeting with her? I'd like to meet her very much.
She'll be at the prom.
- So you're taking Tradition to the prom? - Yes.
You must know the person with whom you're going out.
Korek, listen.
I'm telling you this cause we're friends. We wanna protect you. Right?
There is no Tradition.
It's a fake name, a fake photo and a fake account.
Someone's making fun of you.
She wrote it's not a joke and she's going to the prom with me.
Hello!
- Hey. - What's the occasion?
- It's Nel's birthday, you know... - Come on, show what you bought her.
Dude!
- Oh, wow. - Shit, how elegant.
Hey, check this out.
You think it's funny?
- What's your problem? Are you nuts? - Give me the phone.
You're not my dad to take my phone away.
I know it's you. I'm not going to let you hurt him. Do you hear me?
Calm down. I'll ask the administrator to remove her account.
It won't help. She'll just open a new one.
Then I'll report the second one. She can be blocked on all the sites.
Right, thanks.
Adam.
Why are you here?
I got something for you.
- What's this? - Nothing, just a small present.
- How do you know it's my birthday? - Little birds were tweeting.
Found you on social media.
I don't like you being here. At our favorite spot.
Not only yours, as you can see.
Wanna dance with me?
A ball! Yes, yes. A big ball.
La prom night.
Yes. Thank you.
Merci very much.
So, Cegielski, did she agree?
I guess so. I understand every third sentence.
- Rose? - No, Nel.
What's up?
Nah, he's not here.
Right, just calm down. Did you check at the nuns?
Right. Okay, we'll look around, relax.
Yeah, bye.
What's going on?
Dante disappeared.
- He's not here. - Did he say anything?
Maybe left some message?
No, Bolo didn't see him, Mietek went to the nuns.
We were supposed to go to the prom tomorrow.
Right, move away.
- What's this? - I'll break down the door.
Come on, you can't break down the door to an elderly lady's apartment.
Then let's do it together.
- Right. - Right.
On my three.
One, two, three...
- What's going on? - Come on!
- Good evening. - Good evening.
He's not here.
- Did he say where he was going? - No.
Look.
What?
He left his phone.
I'm afraid he'll do something stupid.
How come she's going around all the time with her phone stuck to her hand...
taking it to the toilet, but she never answers my calls.
You're not well?
- No, why? - Something's obviously wrong with you.
Maybe I'll go to the laryngologist. Might be some plant pollen.
In February?
Jesus, there you are!
Dante disappeared.
He left his phone. No idea what's happening with him.
- Hello. - Good evening.
- Hello. - Hello.
What's the name of the missing person? Do you have his photo?
NOTHING SO FAR BUT I'LL JUST KEEP LOOKING
Hey.
Nobody saw him?
- Nah. - No.
What came into his head?
He can't let you go alone to the prom.
Guys, I have to take Roxy to the hairdresser's.
- Can you give me a lift? - Yes.
Later I'll go around town one more time, I promise. Okay?
We'll find him.
Take care.
- Can I? - Yes.
How are you?
- Nervous? - Yes.
Wanna talk about it?
No. Teenagers disappear all the time, it's very common.
Sixty five percent of all the cases are escapes.
Yeah...
- Going home? - No.
- Must be close. - Close to what?
Close to you. In hard times it's good to be close one to another.
- Can I give you a hug? - No.
I have a girlfriend.
Sorry. I forgot.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
You've grown up so much.
Just don't cry.
- You look nice. - Thank you.
So do you.
Thanks.
I like coming here to look at the Vistula river
flowing and giving no shit about anything.
Deep thoughts indeed.
Nel's worried about you. Why are you doing this to her?
I just wanted to disappear. For a moment.
- Just disappear. - She loves you, you idiot.
I know. And I love her, too.
I try to be the best possible boyfriend for her, but...
sometimes I just can't win.
I have nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
I got no flat, got no car, got no family.
Won't go with her on holiday, won't go to college with her...
Won't take her to the prom, because...
Because?
I can't afford a proper suit.
You can wear jeans.
But be there for her, because she'll be waiting for you,
and she's not into your suit, she's into you.
But I got no future.
You got awards.
Right, sometimes I forget I'm the local master of words.
Nobody gives a shit about those awards.
Remember this?
Slow death is for the one who doesn't travel or read,
who doesn't listen to the music, does not observe.
Who slowly becomes a slave to his habits,
the one who everyday repeats the same emotions,
who never changes points of reference, who never alters the color of his clothes,
the one who doesn't talk to a stranger.
Slow death is for the one who avoids...
passion and feelings which bring back sparkles into eyes and heal the heart.
Slow death is for the one who doesn't take a risk to make his dreams come true,
who at least once in a lifetime has not put aside...
rationality.
And this is a fricking awesome starting point.
You're special.
Professor!
What's up?
I'm saving your life.
Right, stop. You don't have a driving license.
I do, I just don't use it.
Well, I can see that.
What kind of shit is this? You can't drive this junk.
It's a real car, not some Chinese mess.
Come on, stop it. I'm all right.
Yeah, sure. Since when have you got it?
Few days?
Weeks?
Months?
Man, why haven't you gone to a doctor?
- I'm afraid, Dante. - I know, I'm afraid, too.
But escape is not a solution.
And who's talking now?
I'm not going without him.
I know.
I'll also stay.
We've bought everything. The dress, the earrings.
And now I won't even wear it.
What do you mean?
- You'll wear, obviously. - No. Cut it out.
Here you are. The dress...
the earrings.
We'll make a home prom ball.
And that boy...
He'll never know what he lost.
We used to be like brothers back then.
After I was brought to the orphanage from care, Adam became all my family.
And I loved him.
- So what happened? - New parents appeared.
You can imagine what it's like when new parents visit you at a home.
They are...
They are beautiful.
They give you presents. They smell nice.
I can still remember the smell of their perfume.
God. You call them “aunt" and “uncle",
but you can't wait to call them “mum" and “dad".
So they chose Adam?
They chose Adam, and left me behind.
You think Nel will do the same.
You decided to move away instead of fighting for her.
- That fight was never equal. - It will never be.
When one is going down, you must pull up.
It's going to be like that for your whole life.
Unwillingly, but here you are.
- You'll still make it. - And you?
Don't know, they'll examine me and then let me out.
- Remember... - I know.
- Slow death for taking no risk? - This part too,
but press the clutch for fuck's sake or you'll break the car.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
- You look so beautiful. - Thank you.
Korek! Korek! Anita came!
- Hi. Are you going to the prom? - Yeah.
Bolo's downstairs and he can give us a lift.
Nah. I have a girlfriend.
Ah, I know. Heard about it.
That is, I'm happy for you...
But if she doesn't come, you can dance with me.
- Okay. - And Bolo has nothing against it.
Why are you here?
Just came to tell you don't deserve this kind of treatment.
- That's none of your business. - Wait.
Know that I was also left stranded by Dante once.
He's just like this.
He's not gonna change.
Don't cry because of him, please.
Go with me.
Adam, I can't.
I don't want you to be alone today.
You disappear without a word
and then come back, expecting everyone to be happy?
- Adam, leave us. - Why? Maybe we'll just fight?
Right. Swords or pistols?
Adam, I'm asking you.
Your choice.
You look beautiful.
Right... I'm sorry.
I don't have a limo... I don't have a tuxedo.
And maybe I'm not the kind of guy you deserve to be with, but...
I'll do everything to become one.
Will you go to prom with me?
Dante!
Idiot! We've been looking for you for two days.
I've done 600 km in that wreck.
I'm sorry, Miecio.
- Dante! - Hey!
And where is Mrs. Cegła?
Dunno, the meeting spot was at the bus stop, but she wasn't there.
- Fancy that. - Yeah.
Rose!
Your eyes are like stars.
I'm drowning in them.
- What did he tell her? - Dunno, but it sounded legit.
Let's go.
She hasn't come?
Not yet.
Told you it was a fake account. Come on.
- She promised to come. - It's probably not a girl,
but some teenage pimply-faced...
Some... Hi, Danusia.
Right! You?
I'm sorry.
- Hi. - Hi.
It was me. I didn't have the courage to tell you.
Why did you lie?
I felt embarrassed.
But I wrote the truth. I like you very much.
Please, give me a chance.
- Okay. - Okay?
I like you as you are.
But don't lie to me anymore.
On the behalf of all of us, kids, I'd like to say...
a few words... to our parents.
Thank you from the depths of our hearts
for being there for us.
And thank you for your love...
patience...
for everything we received from you.
If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be here.
Swords or pistols?
- You choose. - It's time to start...
the Polonaise!
And...
Order and discipline.
Told you that I would make decent human beings out of them.
You never stop surprising me.
We used to be friends, remember?
You blew me off.
- For years I wanted to meet and talk. - What about?
About you finding a new home? About your escapades?
You might also want to know what's Christmas like in an orphanage.
My parents had always been so cool, but...
I just felt I didn't deserve them.
That it was some kind of trial.
That as soon as I fuck something up, they'll put me into the baby hatch again.
I feel similar with Nel.
I'm afraid that as soon as she sees who I really am, she'll leave me.
God, will it stay with us for the rest of our lives?
I needed you.
- You don't even know how much I did. - You had everything.
I didn't have my brother.
Family's forever, dumbass.
Nel's forever for you, too.
Which is a pity. Because I'm first in line.
Watch your mouth.
Ow! Fuck...
Little bro.
- What? - Nothing, nothing.
- Are you stressed out? - A bit. You?
Have been waiting for bigger things.
And you, Korek? Rooting in math like a wild boar?
Yes.
Boars can dig deep for food, up to 15-20 cm.
They dig in packs.
Can dig up almost a hectare of meadow in one night.
Yeah, I thought so.
- Kid! - Oooh!
Get that hand outta here!
Doomsday?
Ready?
Nah.
This is the end.
This is just the beginning.
Motif of individual rebellion against society in literature.
And what did you write?
“Screw Mickiewicz" and left the room?
Nah, but I was tempted to do so.
I made references to Prometheus, Noah,
Konrad from Dziady .
Mickiewicz...
I love Mickiewicz.
What else?
Fahrenheit 451 by Bradbury, and Sienkiewicz.
What was it by Sienkiewicz? Sachem ?
No, I didn't refer to Henryk. I referred to your Moralniak .
That's nice, but next time refer to to some work significant for literature.
I refer to what's significant for me.
Thanks.
I guess I'll pass somehow.
Not worried about you, but the others?
Mietek checked his answers with the key and it seems he passed on the basic level,
and Cegła has his French exam tomorrow.
Oh, mon Dieu, mon Dieu, monsieur.
Madame said that a more probable scenario is that she'll teach her dog to speak.
She'll bark it off tomorrow.
Mr. Franciszek.
Mr. François.
I'd like to talk with you about the regions of France
and their unique cultural features.
What are your experiences and reflections?
France is an extraordinary country
which I'd compare...
to a beautiful woman.
Brittany to the North, with its stormy sea,
as blue as your eyes, madam.
Paris in the middle...
the city of love - France's heart.
The Alps to the South, tall and rangy...
Your students are very talented.
Thank you, we're working hard.
I see, I see.
Continue, please.
And what would you like to know?
Everything!
Roxy, it's all over now.
- Right, we have to get out of here. - Absolutely.
It's done. I did very well.
I'm so proud of you.
Passed.
Me too.
Let's go.
I beg you, watch out for yourself.
- Don't do anything stupid. - I won't.
Shall I say hi to dad for you?
But not too warmly.
- Promise to call. - Promise.
Promise?
Come...
My beloved baby daughter.
- When will you land? - In thirteen hours.
The flight is ten hours, but then there is customs.
Oh, yeah. Though I’ve never been on a plane.
- It takes a bit of time. - Nel!
- A blanket and a pillow. - Thank you.
- Whole summer in New York? - Not really.
My dad promised to show me the States. And then... Dublin.
Keep your fingers crossed.
Will you miss me?
You know how it is.
I'm missing you already.
- You'll be late for your plane. - I know.
Me too, me too, me too...
- Must go. - I know.
Right, we've got three more cars to do.
All right, boss, relax. Give us some rest.
The longest holiday ever.
Take it.
Nel?
No. Adam.
Look.
- Kitesurfing in Mauritius. - He's got his dolce vita.
While we're working here.
Guys, we must put as much money aside as possible,
cause when college begins, we won't have time anymore.
I'm not going to study management with you.
I'd like to do literature.
Maybe in Ireland, if I manage to save some dough.
I mean, it would be cool to study with you, but...
Shut up.
We'll keep our business, but...
Just shut up and move.
Come on.
The car wash was never your dream. But it was ours.
Been saving since April.
We were saving for the startup.
As it turns out, you are our startup.
Go and spread your wings.
And the joint venture?
We'll always be joint venture. Remember your words?
Sometimes we teach someone to walk just to watch them walk away from us?
It's a pity you've got to go, but it would be worse if you had to stay.
Dude.
Just don't cry.
- Thanks. - Thank you.
Thanks.
- How are the walls? - Yeah, they are rotten.
- And the alleys? Dark and Georgian? - Indeed.
And the grass is green.
Everything you dreamed of, right?
Well, not everything.
Cause... you're not here.
Who told you I'm not?
So beautiful!
- Ireland! - Ta-dah!
Enjoy yourselves!
See ya.
Missing them already?
There's something in my eye, the desert sand maybe.
Desert...
From the dunes.
Have you thought what's next?
What you want to do?
Still don't know what and where.
But I know with whom.
This is just great.
What have you done?
A bit of sweetness for the end.
Barbarians. I'll make human beings out of them.
Bolo, is it you?
Yes, sir. Already after my Oath of Enlistment.
10th Armored Cavalry Brigade.
I've always known that you will turn out okay.
Hello, there!
Wow!
Greetings from the three of us!
Mietek, you beast!
And how are you doing?
You were all beautiful. Beautiful youth full of values, not like the new kids.
Social pathology.
Screw Mickiewicz 3!