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I don't remember when I lost my sense of what home is.

I can come up with an endless number of books, poems and songs

that a describe It better than I ever will that a describe It better than I ever will

What makes us call a place home?

Walls?

People?

Disappointment? Memories?

Or maybe scars?

I've returned to Malomorze to get back on my feet.

I've returned because there might be someone I didn't push away.

I've returned because I needed home.

My rather was right, though.

Trouble would always find me.

THE TEACH

What? Did you think your dad forgot you?

Come on. You want to go?

Where?

Home! You got any other plans?

You spent quite a long time there.

Don't you wish you had taken their offer?

Was I to work for the killers?

You could've guessed that if you said no, they would accuse you of espionage.

You know their methods.

I did what I thought was right.

Hey!

Did Dad at least take you to the opera in Sydney?

There was no time.

Besides, the tickets are expensive.

I thought he was well paid.

Yeah. But they're expecting another kid.

Now he's saving for college.

Did you see the kangaroos at least?

Is it true they eat kangaroo meat?

Terrible, isn't it? Such cute animals.

Cows are also cute.

I forgot to tell you. I gave up meat.

I don't have time to go upstairs. 'll see you tonight.

Nothing new.

Hey, you're squashing me.

Plants make me that powerful.

There's a surprise waiting for you upstairs.

Bye...

- Morning! - Hi, babe.

Did Mum tip you off when I was coming back?

- So hard to say, “How are you”? - I'm jet-lagged.

That's perfect. We'll smoke some pot and sleep a lot.

Are you fucking nuts?

Fuck...

Why are you so pissed off all the time?

Because you know nothing about discretion.

You ashamed of me?

I just don't want to be seen with weed, okay?

I thought you knew.

I thought you'd be happy to see me.

Let's start again.

Hi, babe.

They'll be ready soon.

Why don't we eat outside?

Okay.

I thought you gave up on that.

Why should I?

It's a great experience for the kids. The school asks me to do it every year.

Come on.

There was this boy... Julek?

Every day, he cried to go home. Do you remember?

Each cruise starts with the kids complaining

about hard work,

about discipline.

After a few days, they want to stay at sea for as long as possible.

You put Julek into a lifeboat.

And you told him, “You want to go home? Sail away!”

The boy never whined again.

I probably wouldn't do it now.

But Julek was eager to work until the end of the cruise.

- No doubt about that. - Those methods weren't that bad?

Would you like to sail with us?

This generation is frail.

Too frail in my opinion.

I could use someone like you on board. For better communication.

I'm sure they'll choose some teacher.

What if I tell you that the school has assigned you?

I've talked to the headmistress.

The school has a vacancy for a Polish teacher.

Thank you, but I didn't ask you to do that.

Go...

Let go of me!

Jolka!

Secondary School Number 1 in Matomorze

The Captain said you were a victim of the judiciary system.

Yes, all the charges against me were dropped.

Problems seem to follow you around Poland.

You had had some issues before that.

Your previous job, the one before Wroclaw...

- Dobrowice. - Yes!

That's right, but...

In both cases, the problems were there before I arrived, ma'am.

Okay.

One copy for you and one for me.

I hope you won't let me down.

You'll be the tutor of one of the senior groups.

You'll get to know them better on the Educational Cruise.

Actually, I'm throwing you In at the deep end.

I appreciate it. I really do.

Lift your leg, Kacper!

Here, put it away. Kacper!

Hello...

- Are you lost? - I've lost my bike.

What does it look like? We can help you find it.

Oh, this is yours?

I thought it was...

- Mine! - You're right. You thought.

How could I know it's yours and not that man's?

Good morning!

What year are you in?

You first.

Okay, that's enough. May I?

Can you ask your friend to come back?

Who says he's our friend?

I don't know him.

I forgot to introduce myself. Pawel Zawadzki, your new Polish teacher.

Ah, shucks, you've spilled something. Need a tissue?

- It's non-alcoholic. - Holy fuck.

Are you Ewa Krawiec's daughter?

Yes...

Say hello to her from me.

See you on the cruise.

Mate...

My brain's smashed!

- He shagged my mum. - What?

He shagged my mum.

- He's a teacher? - He's a teacher.

I thought I'd given it away.

Thanks, Dad. I'm a bit too old for models.

It's not for you.

It's for Milenka.

She should get used to the sea. It's In her blood.

I can't see her right now.

Yes, I know. Do what you want.

You might get a chance to give it to her.

Take the motorbike if you want.

On your bike, you look like a village priest.

Just fix it a bit.

Tomorrow, we leave at five sharp!

"My mate got lost... You're alone, silent at all costs.”

“You fall, you crawl, Dad pays for all, people won't call.”

"Ain't he hug you at all? If not, go to Ma.”

“I chase words and lines, I know what's in store.”

"Fear delays the fate knocking on the door.”

“Drops of blood pour, the man grabs the oar.”

“There’s a Styx shore. Is the kid done for?”

"Nah, it's a joke.”

"Rhyming to the pill, I can't get no chill.”

"I run up the hill, the road twisting like a drill.”

“I'm put through the mill, but my fear I will kill.”

- Happy birthday, mate. - Thanks, bro.

- Kinga, I'm holding Igor's sausage!

But I'm eating Igor's sausage!

I just wanted to lick it!

Go on, burn it!

- When's your friend coming? - Soon.

It's getting late.

I Know...

I have to go. But I'll be right back.

- What the fuck? - Don't sulk.

Hey, lovebirds!

How about a drag?

From me!

My dears, I hope you're having fun.

But I have to go.

I'll be back soon.

- No need to. - What? Seriously?

Nah, sorry.

I've got something for you.

Happy birthday, baby.

Thank you, my darling.

What's wrong with you?

Get up!

No...

Is everything okay?

Jesus...

No!

I'm dead again.

Can I go again?

Hey.

- Oh, it's senet! - Yep.

Cannonball!

Igor!

- Kacper! - Get in!

Come on, prince!

You're not swimming?

We don't like water.

- Is it compulsory? - Yes.

Get in!

Come on!

Kapi...

- Kacper... - Kacper!

I've risen from the dead.

What the fuck was that?

- Stand by to raise the main! - Ready to raise the main!

- Raise the main! - Main sail raised!

"I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.”

It means I'm In control...

of what happens to me.

What can you tell me about Nelson Mandela?

Igor can tell me something.

Nelson Mandela was a politician.

He fought against “aparathate”.

He was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1993.

He was also called “Madiba”.

I'm Impressed, Igor. You know how to use your phone.

This was Mandela's favourite poem while he was kept in jail.

Can you guess why?

Why don't you tell us? You seem to identify with him.

But I'd like to hear what you guys think.

What you think, Kacper.

For me, this poem is as deep as Coelho's writing.

“Coelho”.

The syphilitic poet believed he was the master of his own destiny.

Nothing would ever break him.

It's bullshit coaching by Aesop. Nothing else.

Kacper, can you stay for a second?

Since I arrived, you've been trying to get my attention.

Here I am. Talk to me.

I've got nothing to tell you.

We hardly know each other.

You may not trust me.

But there's something going on in your life.

You think I'm an abuse victim?

Mobbing, #MeToo, “Tell No One”?

I'm not here to judge.

Let people help you.

Thanks for the advice.

Babe...

Prince, you've got a throne to clean.

Hey, you hear me? Grab the sceptre!

You fucking nuts?

Move it! I left the gents for you.

I'm so beat.

Get your hands oft me. You just cleaned the loo.

What the fuck is your problem?

I washed them.

Sorry, I'm terrible.

Yep. And you messed up the loo.

No need to say It.

No...

No more cleaning. Are we an army of cleaners or what?

It's okay by me.

Bullshit.

You should've stayed in the cabin with me for binge-watching.

Wow, clever.

Don't worry. Enjoy your meal.

If you want to say something, go ahead.

There's this student...

- Kacper Krynicki. - Yes, I know him.

There's something wrong with him.

I don't have to explain to you what it's like to be eighteen.

Why are you dodging like this?

What the fuck is this?

An interrogation?

I just think we should keep an eye on him.

Do you need my permission?

No.

Sir, I've finally found you. We don't have much time.

- For what? - Make-up, what else?

See you in the mess.

Sir...

You're going to look awesome.

Call me Proserpina.

Pleased to meet you. I'm Siren.

Hey, Neptune...

You came from the sea to this arena,

So accept this marine clan

along with Proserpina!

I will...

ls the marine clan ready?

- Are you ready? - Ready...

Have you seen Kacper?

- Can you look for him? - Okay.

Proserpina! We are waiting!

Ancient knowledge claims

that losing your self-respect

can help you stop being as stiff as a board.

Let tradition reign!

Nymph, please bring the nectar of courage!

Zawadzki told me to get you.

Bravo!

May the sea give you a beautiful life and a painless death!

Who will be our next...

You wanted to see me?

Drink the nectar of courage!

Bravo!

May the sea give you a beautiful life and a painless death!

- Is that all? Really? - Calm down.

“Calm down”? Are you a therapist who knows everything?

You don't know shit! Don't tell me what to do.

- Fucking professor. - Chill out.

- Bartek! - Enough!

- What?! - Let go of him!

The show's over!

Crew on watch! Go back to work! Now!

You're way out of line. We'll have a talk.

- Why don't I talk to him? - This is my ship and my crew.

Come on.

- Sir? - Just a second.

You still have your eyelashes on!

Yes, how do I get them off?

Hold this to your eye.

- Like this? - Yes.

Don't worry about Kacper. He's a total freak.

It's off.

I think he flipped out because of the Rumour.

And the other eye.

What Rumour?

You haven't heard? Everyone's talking about it.

What do they say?

Kacper is the Captain's son.

It's probably not true, but you know how rumours spread.

Thanks.

See you.

- No! - Calm down!

- No! I don't want to! - Easy!

This Is not a good time.

This is a perfect time.

What's going on here?

Don't worry. Everything's under control.

You call that control?

Kacper has anger issues.

He stopped taking his meds. He says they make him feel bad.

So you try to knock out his anger with a fist?

What the hell are you talking about? I only held him. I wouldn't hit him.

I am his tutor.

I'm as responsible for him as you are.

Next time you want to talk to someone in private,

you'll be talking in front of me.

Bartula!

What?

Kacper got a nice punch in the face.

Where did you learn that?

At home.

Zawadzki won't let Kacper take finals after his backchat.

Bullshit.

He won't be failed by his brother. He'll get an A+.

- He's frigging lucky then. - Jesus...

The Captain isn’t Kacper’s dad.

- What are you so jumpy about? - I'm not.

Are you In love or what?

I just don't like it when you talk shit about everyone.

Not everyone.

What?

Ada... Kinga asked you a question.

Kacper? Can you apologise to Bartek?

I've got no reason to apologise.

So why don’t you get out?

Huge...

What's going on? Shall I make a bed for you here?

I'd like to apologise to you. For the scene I made.

I kind of lost it.

Apology accepted.

Would you play senet with me?

- How often do you play? - I haven't played for ages.

When the Captain worked on merchant ships,

he brought back this game from Egypt.

I can see it In your eyes you've already heard that story.

Do you have a family? Kids?

I do. A four-year-old daughter.

Do you love her?

I do.

- Then why did you leave her? - Kacper...

Why are you doing this?

Are you testing my boundaries?

You must apologise to all of them.

Bartek in particular.

I respect your strategy, but it doesn't work on me.

Bam!

“Oh, I'm fortune's fool!”

It's not about fortune, but skills.

Kacper, you're on watch now.

The other guys are already there.

We're very much alike.

We must play again.

Definitely.

Don't forget the life jacket.

I'm standing over my mother's glass coat,

land watch it crack!

Io the rhythm of the wave of the heart that refuses to beat

Already light, I breathe, hovering above.

I'm living on the line of change.

As my existence takes root,

the only aim I cherish is who I am.

Nothing else will ever touch me.

I Yearn for tears clear as happiness,

and laughter before they're slayed by the furious sound.

At last before I'm beaten,

I/ belong to some place

and some time.

It's gone out.

Fuck.

Fuck, I thought it was Zawadzki.

- Guys, have you seen Kacper? - What's wrong?

We were on watch together.

No fucking idea.

No Idea.

- Come on. - Let's go!

- Kacper! - Kapi...

Get the fuck out...

Fuck.

He would hide somewhere so he didn't have to share weed.

Fuck!

- Let's check the mid ship. - Okay. Go.

Holy fuck.

Fuck, okay...

Where did you last see him?

Why did you go below deck?

Do you think with your brains or your arse?

Or your cunt?

Use your fucking brains, not your cunt!

Being on watch together means you watch the other person!

You don't think about making out or shagging!

Get off me!

- I won't! - Stop yelling at me!

Okay, enough! Stop it!

We have to alert everyone.

- We need to talk to the Captain. - There'll be no talking

- What's going on? - Man overboard.

Have you searched the whole boat? The forecastle, the mess? The cabins?

- Yes. - You checked the sail-room?

Yes. He's not on board.

Move to the bow. Sail back to where we were four hours ago.

Call the Coast Guards.

- What are his chances? - In the water? Almost zero.

Unless someone pulled him out.

- What happens then? - They'd report it.

You think it's probable?

I've never lost a man at sea.

All ships...

Kapitan Borchardt...

Man overboard. 54°38'3 N.

16°51'9 E.

Boat approaching!

We didn't see anyone! It was floating in the water.

I'm sorry, Bogdan.

Dad?

Dad!

Listen, guys...

This Is not an easy time, I know.

You probably don't want to talk about It.

But let's not lose hope.

We'll be in port in an hour. Please collect all your things, okay?

Buck up.

- What if they suspect you? - Why me?

- Because of that thing with Kacper.

- You know what. - Tell me.

Don't kid yourself.

Bartek! Behave yourself.

FOR MY SPIRITUAL BROTHER

Hey. I'm here.

I'm here for you. It's okay.

Take the keys, wait for me in the car, okay?

Pawel?

Hi, Ewa.

- You two know each other? - Get written reports from the crew.

Yes, ma'am.

Can we talk, Captain?

So, you became a police officer?

I was never meant to be an astronaut.

What happened out there, Pawel?

- I'll drag you out here by force If needed.

They're still looking for him. It's not...

Where's my son? What did you do?

Where's my son? Get off me!

Where is my son?

- Take care of your dad. - Come on.

- We got a call. Bad news. - Where?

He washed up on the beach. Our men are there.

Go.

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