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THREE COLORS WHITE

I have a paper... a summons.

That way, sir.

Can you tell us your concrete reasons for wanting a divorce?

Can you tell us your concrete reasons for wanting a divorce?

Concrete?

Yes, your concrete reasons.

Our marriage was never consummated.

Our marriage was never consummated.

Is your wife's testimony faithful to the facts?

In a manner of speaking.

But when we met in Poland,

and even here, in the beginning, I believe I gave my wife pleasure.

It was only later that...

We haven't made love since we got married.

I mean... I stopped being able to. It's just temporary.

Where's the equality here?

Is the fact I don't speak French any reason to refuse

to hear my side?

What is it exactly that you want?

I need time, Your Honor.

I want to save our marriage.

I don't believe there's no longer any feeling between us.

One night I was ready to...

Was the marriage consummated that night?

No.

I beg your pardon?

Do you love your husband?

I used to love him.

And now?

I don't love him anymore.

My God!

That's everything.

Dominique!

ENTER YOUR CODE, THEN PRESS "VALIDATE"

CARD CONFISCATED

Karol Karol?

Your account's been frozen.

Frozen?

That's right. Your card is no longer valid.

It's invalidated. Canceled.

- My card. - I can't give it to you.

My money...

Police?

Please.

Well...?

I'm sorry.

Come to Poland with me.

I'll never go with you.

I'll win every trial.

The divorce, the property settlement — everything.

Because you never understood.

- I understand. - No.

If I say I love you, you don't understand.

And if I say I hate you, you still don't understand.

You don't even understand that I want you,

that I need you.

You understand?

You understand?

No.

Do I scare you now?

Do I scare you? - I don't know.

You don't know.

Well, watch this.

Watch carefully.

You came here to get revenge.

You set the place on fire.

That's what happened.

Soon every cop in Paris will be after you.

The keys!

Your fly's open.

Excuse me.

How did you know I was Polish? - I know that song.

What about this one?

I don't like that one.

You make your living with that comb?

I try. Times are tough.

- What are those? - Diplomas.

Hairdresser?

Not a bad profession.

I've won competitions.

Sofia, Budapest, Warsaw.

Here too.

Where do you sleep?

In your suitcase?

Forgive me.

Mikołaj.

Karol.

There's an alcove over there.

Mind if I sit with you for a bit?

You do card tricks?

Pick 13 cards.

Spades: 3, 4, queen, king.

Diamonds: 2, 5, ace.

Clubs: 3, 5, king.

Hearts are weak: 2 and 4.

What counts in bridge is memory...

and mine is excellent.

I've played in a bridge club here for a few years.

Now I'm going home. What about you?

I want to get out of here.

I'll take you back.

Tomorrow morning.

I think I doubt that.

I've lost my passport. I have no money.

The police are after me.

My luck's run out.

I'll make enough to buy a fake passport near the Polish church.

They're rip-off artists.

Rip-off artists.

You can't trust 'em.

I offered one a good job. He took the money and ran.

Maybe you'd be interested.

A good job?

Very good, but unpleasant.

I'm a hairdresser.

You'd have to kill someone.

The guy wants to die.

Says he has no reason to go on.

A fellow countryman.

He'll pay well. Enough to live on for six months.

No... not that.

Can't he do it himself?

He wants to, but he can't.

He has a wife and children who love him.

Can you imagine how they'd feel?

This way, someone kills him and it's over.

He has a wife, children, money — and he doesn't want to live?

What am I supposed to say?

My wife threw me out with one suitcase...

and here I am.

And I still love her.

Even more than before.

After all she did, I still love her.

Is she pretty?

Beautiful.

When I saw her for the first time at the Budapest competition,

I won the prize.

A friend was doing her hair.

She looked at me.

I'll show you.

Where?

Come on.

Brigitte Bardot? Beautiful!

But a bit over the hill, no?

There!

She's gone to sleep.

Think so?

It's me.

Good timing. Listen.

Dominique, I love you.

It stole two francs.

Your telephone stole two francs.

So?

Give me back the money it stole.

Give it back!

You're taking me to Poland.

I know how.

How?

Move your arm.

For air.

Will you last four hours?

I'll last.

There's one thing I have to do. - What?

Steal something.

Is that everything from Paris?

Yes. Why?

May I help you?

My suitcase is missing.

- Ticket, please. - Excuse me?

Your ticket, please.

The flight from Paris?

What was inside?

Personal belongings.

- Clothes, shirts... - 165 pounds' worth?

To tell the truth, my friend was inside.

We'll split it five ways, and I get two.

- Why? - Handling charges.

Fuck! It's a guy!

What the hell!

Get him out!

Made in Russia! Fuck!

Stop it! He could have a wallet.

Two francs! Shit!

Give it back!

Watch out! He's got scissors!

Let's get the fuck outta here.

Let's split.

Jesus...

home at last.

Karol?

Dear Jesus, how'd you get here?

What happened?

- You got a neon sign. - This is Europe now, my friend.

Too bad you missed Christmas.

Too bad.

Just a minute, please.

Jurek...

I heard Karol's back. - Yes...

he is.

Well?

The ladies are asking for you.

A few more days.

I brought you some broth.

Sleep.

Sleep, sleep...

Mr. Karol, remember you have an appointment today.

Oh, thank you!

What's up?

What is it? - It's payday.

You have clients waiting.

I can't today. You do them.

They don't want me anymore.

The door!

Sorry.

What is it?

I have an appointment. Jadwiga said —

You do her hair?

Yes.

Is that all?

Okay. What do you want?

I'd like to make some money.

In my line, it takes years to get ahead.

I can believe it.

Seems you found a clever way out of Paris.

You're plain-looking.

That's good. I need a guard.

Relax. It only shoots tear gas.

Go wander around outside.

Present perfect:

I have eaten. You have eaten. He has eaten.

We have eaten. You have eaten. They have eaten.

Repeat:

Would that I had eaten...

Would that you had eaten...

The verb "to sleep."

Repeat:

Would that I had slept...

Would that you had slept...

The verb "to leave."

Repeat:

Would that I had left...

Would that you had left...

The verb "to please." Repeat:

Would that I had pleased...

How about a gas mask?

- What? - Someone's watching us.

- Let him. - A big guy. Just standing there.

Just a minute.

Where?

Hide me.

- What? - Hide me!

So... are you happy here?

In the bathroom?

No, in general.

Yeah. Why?

No reason. Stay as long as you like,

but we have to come to an agreement.

- I can pay you. - No.

I'd like you to do some hair.

Ten heads — okay?

A week.

Five.

Okay, seven.

Ah, some guy was looking for you.

Not too tall. Forty-ish.

Sad-looking.

Mikołaj?

He brought me back from Paris.

That's why he was so glad to hear you're alive.

Did he leave a phone number?

No, he just said to say hi.

Then he left.

"Hi..."

In Gdańsk, we'll exchange 30. In Toruń, twice that.

Put it in a bank and get a loan.

You have to turn here.

It's up the hill.

Just seven percent.

But if we triple our investment —

You're a smart one.

Is that dimwit asleep?

Right there.

Hartwig and Ikea want to build warehouses there.

None of these bumpkins have any idea.

No one does.

And I'm not breathing a word. Thirty percent profit.

- We'll talk when it's confirmed. - Okay.

Wake up or you'll get robbed!

Can you exchange this?

For dollars?

That's some nest egg.

I work.

- Yes? - A bottle of vodka.

Your most expensive.

Wrap it up, please.

Hello.

I'm here on business.

Official?

No, just something you might be interested in.

Can I come in?

Must be a valuable piece of land.

- You wanted to move in with your son! - Yeah.

Then do it! Buy yourself a car and a TV.

What for? I never watch it.

It's always the same crap.

But maybe...

I could bury the money...

put it in a little jar.

Sure!

That would be nice.

One thousand dollars.

As a down payment. $4,000 more when it's notarized.

I have to go. - What?

It's the last train.

You're wandering around at night?

They'll mug you and steal your briefcase. Sleep here.

There's a bed upstairs.

It's your bed now.

Hi.

Hi.

You're alive.

They stole the suitcase, with me inside.

I know. Your brother told me.

I've been looking for you. - Same here.

Well...

what's up?

In the metro you mentioned a guy who —

You remember?

Can you get in touch with him?

Yes, I can.

When someone asks for help, you have to help him, right?

Except he's back here in Warsaw now.

So he's not interested anymore?

Yes, he is.

More than ever.

Well?

Has he changed his mind?

No.

It's me.

Does that change anything?

No.

So... it's you. - How will you do it?

These days you can buy anything.

The envelope's in my pocket.

Take it afterward.

Well?

You sure?

That was a blank.

The next one is for real.

Are you sure?

Are you sure?

Not anymore.

Now will you tell me why?

Mikołaj...

we all know pain.

Sure...

but I wanted less of it.

Per our deal.

Take it.

You earned it.

I earned it.

But consider it a loan.

How about a drink?

I feel like a kid again.

Me too.

Everything's possible.

You beat us to it. You bought the land.

Choke it out of him.

You eavesdropped on us.

Yeah, I did.

I've put it all in a will.

And it's airtight.

What do you mean, "airtight"?

If anything happens, it all goes to the church.

Jesus!

The church.

We can't touch it. Let him go.

You're lucky the stove wasn't lit.

Let's talk.

Are you selling?

Yeah.

He's selling.

How much?

Ten times what I paid.

Fifty thousand dollars.

Excuse me while I get dressed.

Did you hear that bastard?

- What the hell's going on? - It's okay.

I'll be able to pay you back.

Shall I light the stove?

Shall I light the stove?

Later.

This may interest you.

I have a plot here...

here... and here.

- Right in the middle. - Exactly.

I couldn't resist this one. A beautiful spot.

With birch saplings.

Which means?

Same as before: ten times what I paid.

I have everything: bills, contracts.

That's the situation...

for now.

It's a deal.

But you're a real son of a bitch.

I just need the money.

Excuse me. Should I light the stove?

Yeah, it's cold in here.

Karol...

could you do Jadwiga's hair today?

Today?

Why not? I have time.

Should I cut the engine, boss?

No, keep the car warm.

Hey there.

You bought the whole store! - Presents.

Come inside? - No, I'll just be a second.

What is it?

I'm starting a company.

Big-time.

Thirty percent of the capital came from the money you gave me...

so like it or not, you're a joint owner.

I'd like you

to run it with me.

You're serious?

I'm serious.

A Volvo.

Burgundy.

Yeah. It's on the company.

Give me a little time to think it over?

Merry Christmas.

This area's ideal for a secretary. This way, please.

And here's a second office.

Spacious, isn't it?

And I think the view's quite nice too.

Computer and satellite hookups.

We'll need two faxes.

Where do we plug them in?

You have three phone lines.

- Right... they use phone lines. - Yes.

Okay, I think...

we'll take the whole thing.

Wonderful.

Would you step into my office? - Just give us a minute.

Would you have a handkerchief?

A handkerchief? Here you are.

Nice.

Warsaw at our feet.

- What's that? - Returned merchandise.

- Bananas? - Yes.

Put them in cold storage and wait for prices to go up.

Jacek, there's a fax coming in.

Electronic equipment. Thailand en route to Russia.

Sell it here. My experts say it's good stuff.

It looks like good work.

How thick should that wall be?

Twenty inches.

Measure it, Jacek.

Eighteen inches.

Have those two inches added.

We'd have to knock the whole thing down.

I guess so. See you.

Good-bye.

Dominique...

It's Karol. I'm calling from Warsaw.

Poland.

I'm sorry. I just wanted to hear your voice.

Say something.

Anything.

"I hereby annul my previous will and testament

and resolve that..."

That in the case of my death...

my death...

all my personal belongings...

and property...

as well as any sums...

Of money...

...of money in my bank accounts

will be left to my ex-wife, Dominique.

Dominique.

With Q-U-E on the end.

I know how to spell Dominique.

Why'd you drag me out here?

All those devices in the office — who knows who's listening in?

Like who?

How would I know? I wanted to ask you something.

Ask away.

Please don't be surprised to see my obituaries in the paper.

One will be signed by you.

All right.

My lawyer has my will. You're the executor.

Here are the names and telephone numbers.

You want me to drag her here from Paris?

Will she come? - She'll come.

It's a lot of money.

Don't you want to know why?

No.

You'll need another passport.

You may now have the death certificate.

My condolences.

All taken care of.

- You know what we need next? - What?

Someone to bury.

A corpse?

You don't plan to...?

No.

We'll buy one.

These days you can buy anything. - Think so?

What would you say to a Russian import?

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Let's go.

Couldn't be better, boss.

He's beyond identification.

What happened?

His head got crushed.

Seems he leaned too far out a streetcar window.

Let's close it up.

I'll manage from here.

Okay. Good night, boss.

I'll close up.

Jesus!

You scared me. - Why? You knew I was coming.

I don't know.

Afraid of what's going to happen?

Here's your passport

and your ticket to Hong Kong.

Here's the address. I rented you a nice house.

Are you sure?

Just don't be late for the plane.

I'll call the police at 10:00 sharp.

They should be there a half hour later.

By 10:30 you'll be in the air.

Simple, right?

Simple.

Mikołaj — - See ya.

I wanted you to come.

I wanted to be sure.

I didn't want to have to ask anymore.

Karol...

You cried at my funeral.

Why?

Because you were dead.

May I touch your hand?

Sit down.

May I lay my head there?

I've wanted to lay my head here for so long.

You moaned louder than on the phone.

Yes.

Won't you look at me?

The Mika Company.

- Mikołaj, please. This is Dominique. - I'll connect you.

It's Dominique. Where's Karol?

- He's dead. - He is not. I —

You were at his funeral yesterday.

I was not at his funeral. He's alive.

I'm sorry...

Mikołaj, you have to help me find him.

I love him.

Of course I will. It's section 23, tomb 10675.

The name of the cemetery is Powązkowski.

He's back!

- I doubt that. - I have to go.

Dominique Vidal?

Police.

- Your passport, please. - It's at the front desk.

Please call downstairs.

- We have a search warrant. - Can I get dressed?

I'm a French citizen.

Someone from the consulate will be here soon.

You have the right to remain silent

until he arrives.

I have nothing to hide.

What do you want from me?

You've begun executing the will, haven't you?

Yes. So?

Your ex-husband was very wealthy.

Yes.

That's all, thank you.

We've received word your husband did not die of natural causes.

What do you mean?

Someone helped him.

We have proof you were in Poland the day he died.

The stamp is in your passport. How is that?

He's not dead. He's alive.

- Who is? - My husband.

Then whose burial did you attend yesterday at 11 :30?

His.

Then who's alive?

No one.

Madame, I'm Monsieur Le Gac from the consulate.

Gentlemen...

So what's new?

Don't stand at the window.

Someone will see you again.

It's ready.

What?

I'm remembering how we identified you after the exhumation.

Boy, did we identify you!

Mikołaj puked.

Good thing you didn't turn yourself in. We'd all be in jail:

you, me, Mikołaj, your driver, and quite a few others.

I made some cherry jam. Will you take that along?

Maybe one day I'll make a stew

with snails from the garden.

- Was the lawyer here? - Yes.

He charges a pretty penny.

He said —

What?

That he sees some light at the end of the tunnel.