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Off we go!

This is a moronic idea.

Józiek, this is a moronic idea.

Józiek!

Stop nagging me, for frick's sake!

One can't even die in peace.

Where's Elżunia?

She was here with Andrzej all night.

But since you can't decide this way or the other, they went home.

Good.

And why are you here?

Well, they said you were dying.

I am.

And I would've died a long time ago, were it not for your grumbling.

So far you're the biggest grumbler here.

Where to? Sit down.

I have some business to attend to. But if you insist…

Thanks, my merciful lord.

So the night was good, doctor?

Wonderful.

Yes, doctor. Thank you so much. I'll be there.

Listen, he said the night had been good. He slept through it all.

- I'm standing here totally naked. - So get dressed quickly.

I'll drop you off to my mum's and go to see my dad.

Have you made breakfast?

- I didn't have a head for that. - OK, we'll grab a bite on the way.

Get dressed. What are you waiting for?

Exactly, what am I waiting for?

Good, mum. One more time.

Super. And now rotate your shoulders.

Backwards. Do you remember what you had for breakfast?

But I'haven't eaten yet.

You have. Try to remember. And now forwards.

- Maybe I had some eggs? - Good, mum!

And now backwards. What kind of eggs?

Józiek?

What does this woman want from me? She's asking me about some eggs.

Madam, we don't have any eggs here because our hens don't lay them.

Józek? Where's Józek?

He's in the hospital. You visited him yesterday.

As if.

Józek's taking furs to Yugoslavia.

And who invited you?

- Mum, I'm Barbara. - I don't know about any barbarian.

Stop harassing decent people.

I don't have anything to do with you.

Off you go!

Grandma!

Andrzejek!

- This is Józio. - Józio?

- Yes, Józio. - My son.

- And I'm your granddaughter, you know? - As if I didn't know.

Honey, send this woman away before she casts a spell on our baby.

But this is my mum, the wife of Andrzej, your son.

Really?

This is what he chose for himself?

There won't be any buns in this oven.

No, I won't be dying in here. I won't.

This starch is making me itchy!

You mad? Where're you going?

My bed is squeaking like an old woman. The springs are pushing into my ass.

All this dying will be easier in my own uncomfortable bed rather than here.

I'll curl up my legs,

hug Elżunia, and go God only knows where.

- What the hell are you up to? - Organising my funeral. Feel invited.

There'll be dancing, cold vodka, cake and maybe stroganoff?

And what's that? What's that, grandma?

- A fridge. - Bravo!

A fridge.

A this? What's this?

A watering can.

No, think again, grandma. What can it be?

All my life I've watered flowers with my kettle. So that's a watering can.

All right then.

Dammit, I haven't taken my meds today!

I'll lose my head in this chaos one day.

These are not your meds. You've taken yours already.

- You think? - Yes.

You see... I'm all confused without Józek.

Józiek!

It's Sebuś.

- You must be crazy, dad. - As I've already told you,

they'll take me out of my house in a coffin.

But you have professional care here.

What will they do?

Tap me, auscultate me, inject something in me.

How much time will it give me? Two days? A week?

We're going home!

You insisted, but it's a relic. Should've taken a normal family car.

Don't you know how much fuel it will burn? You can't even park with this one.

- And you can't install a child car seat. - I like it.

Do you like it, grandma?

He looks wimpy.

Who's this hobo?

- Sebuś... - Sebastian.

My partner, Józio's dad. Remember?

- Sebastian Czapka. - Is he ill?

Healthy, he just looks this way. But do you like the car?

The car? This is America!

Are you going to your wedding in it? Or have you already got married?

We haven't planned it yet.

Maybe it's for the best. You may find someone better.

Feeding! Back soon. Keep an eye on her.

Jakielaszek. Told you not to go to him.

His coffins are Chinese and gravediggers drunk.

Kondek is expensive but buries people properly.

Here's some more.

Have you booked a room for the wake? Don't do it at short notice.

How was I supposed to when everyone asks for the date?

I'd say earlier than later.

And remember, don't be stingy when it comes to food.

Cold meats, pickles, canapés and cold vodka.

Chicken kiev as the main.

But tripe first. And chicken soup for children.

And no fiddlers at the funeral, remember.

A trumpeter will do.

Someone with an accordion would be the best, actually.

What's that 300 for clothing?

Not for clothing but for getting the deceased dressed.

They can provide a suit for 1000 or a shroud for 500.

Yeah, and add paper shoes?

No shroud. My suit is in the wardrobe. I'll get dressed on my own.

And if I don't make it, that's what my son is for,

to prepare me for my last journey. And the most important thing!

Keep an eye on your mother.

Take care of her as if she was a baby.

She can't get too emotional.

She doesn't have the reason.

OK, dad.

Look at the ring I bought for Justynka.

Wasn't cheap, but what the hell. I won't skimp on my future wife.

Beautiful!

I never got such a ring.

- But I'm not sure the moment's right. - It is!

- You know, Józiek… - Józiek needs to stay out of this.

You won't hear me backbiting but he's a piece of work.

- May I? Oops, it won't come off. - Let me try.

Should we use soap?

Soap won't do it.

I've been wearing it for 50 years. It won't come off so easily.

I'll take it to my grave.

What grave?

Józiek's back from the trip!

- Józiek! - Elcia! Finally.

- Grandpa! - Finally home.

- Grandpa! - You'll suffocate me.

It's out of love.

So good you're here.

Hardly anyone knows that the word "cappuccino"

comes from the colour of Italian monks', Capuchins', habits.

It was the creamy bronze of Capuchins' tunics

that inspired the creators of this precious coffee drink.

A perfect cappuccino is prepared from the highest quality espresso

and delicious delicate milk.

Skilful hands must make 125 ml of milky froth out of 100 ml of milk.

The froth, though still liquid and creamy,

will be deprived of air bubbles,

and after adding espresso, it won't be thicker than two centimetres.

Cappuccino is ideally served in a previously warmed cup.

Only then will it bestow its aroma and taste upon us.

Why can't you just pour me this normal thin coffee into my thermos?

But my programme is about to start!

Pour it yourself from the jug there.

This is the Echo of Lipsko radio station.

Behind the microphone as usual the unmatched,

- the one and only beautiful... - Danusia Kowalik.

Oui! Danusia Kowalik.

Attention!

The road to Krzesiwki is still waiting to be resurfaced.

Do we need to wait for a tragedy for the officials to do something?

But let's move on to more pleasant stuff.

Time for our weekly competition.

Next question.

What festival associated with Japan is held yearly in Lipsko?

Provincial Festival of Cherry Blossom.

And what's the most popular cherry variety in Lipsko?

This is out of competition, of course.

Nadwiślanka.

I really do admire you, Antoni.

And the last question. This is an expert level.

Since we're talking about Japan,

what year did the first sushi workshop in Lipsko open?

You may be wrong by two years.

- I think it never opened. - Yes!

This was a tricky question because in order to eat sushi in Lipsko,

you need to get it from…?

Japan!

Krzesiwki. Congratulations, Antoni! Congratulations.

Tell us, how do you know so much about our Lipsko?

Actually, I know it from you.

I've been an avid listener of your programme for a long time.

Not only is he an erudite but he's also humble.

It was worth it because you've won a jar of cherry confiture

and a very useful schedule of communal rubbish collection.

- Do you like cherry confiture? - Very much.

Especially the one from your recipe.

I haven't tried it yet but I assume it's delicious.

I really hope you'll collect your reward in person

because I'd really like to meet

such an exceptional and faithful listener.

- Hello? Antoni, are you there? - Yes.

Fabulous. We're waiting for you at our radio station in The Merry Widow.

One last thing, a musical gift especially for you.

Something...

He calls quite often, this Antoni.

He does because he must like chatting.

It's not bothering me much.

I'm so happy. The whole family's coming. You must invite Waldek.

- No need. - It's your brother.

You may let him know. He'll come if he feels like it.

He's crazy. He's trying on his funeral suit.

Why don't you talk to him? He'll listen to you.

Me? What am I supposed to tell him?

What do you mean? That he needs to go back to the hospital.

He has to… Follow a strict diet, be on a drip.

He needs to be with his loved ones, his wife and us.

- He needs to go back. - He'll never do that.

- Do you want him to die? - You think he won't die in the hospital?

Can you hear yourselves?

What's the difference where he's gonna die?

I don't want him to die at all.

I want him to start to live.

Even if just for a moment.

It's hanging on me.

You've lost weight. We'll have it amended.

- Is it worth it? - Sure!

Why don't you wear a bow tie?

What bow tie? I'm not a butler.

You know about elegance as much as a cow knows about plums.

You should wear a bow tie. Period.

And what am I going to wear?

You have this pretty one here.

You crazy?

I'm supposed to wear a black dress for my wedding?

What wedding?

Ours.

Why are you so surprised?

My dears, there's gonna be a wedding!

- What wedding? - Ours.

Józek has put a ring on it.

What?

It's beautiful! Wonderful!

Congratulations!

I'll lose my mind here!

This is a moronic idea.

A change in Garwolin and a change in Dobczyce.

Dammit! Hold on...

Hello! Mister!

Wait for me. We need to talk.

I'm so happy. Life's turned out fine for us.

Elcia, I'll be going soon.

Say what? What do I tell Jędruś? When he asks me where his father is?

You wanna leave me with a small baby?

I don't. I really don't.

I'm ill. I'm dying.

You're scaring me.

It's just due to the draught because you keep the car window open.

Why say such stupid things?

I have cancer.

I won't get better. For frick's sake!

Józiek…

Are we gonna make it to our wedding?

I don't think we are, honey.

Are you in pain?

You'll be fine before the wedding.

What wedding?

We got married 60 years ago.

We just didn't have a church ceremony because of your baby bump,

and I had to go on a business trip.

So we must live in sin our whole lives?

You promised.

We were gonna save some money and organise a proper wedding.

How much longer do I have to wait?

They're snoring so they must be alive.

What if he dies?

- He won't now. - How do you know?

Because he's got a goal.

I'm not sure it's gonna stop him.

It would be so nice if they got married. After all these years…

It would be so romantic. Right?

You think? Maybe we should as well?

You're thinking about our wedding now? When he's about to die?

But would you like to?

Would you?

Buy me a ring first. Then I'll think about it.

- Look what you've done! You go. - Again?

Should I? You're closer.

MY DEAREST JÓZIO

My little girl…

- It smells so nice. - Your favourite. Fully set, with bacon.

- Thank you. - Enough.

Are you gonna eat with us, Andrzejek?

Have you gone mad? Fried bacon? Eggs?

That's what grandpa wanted.

If grandpa wanted a rat poison, would you give it to him?

Do you really think it's gonna make him more ill?

Bacon's not gonna help. I'm gonna make you some porridge.

OK, eat.

But easy with the salt. You're on a strict diet.

Remember this once and for all, son.

No one will tell me what I should do in my own house!

- Give it back! - Why don't you let him eat in peace?

- But it's for his own good, mum. - Oh yeah? Watch me, son.

Dad…

Sea, oh our sea, we're gonna guard you…

Don't even joke like that.

Bravo, dad!

But…

What? I'm watching your cholesterol, for frick's sake!

Gwiżdż Janina won a recitation competition with her own poem.

- Tosiek! - A dog is missing.

- Come for a beer! - A boar barged into a local shop.

- Here comes the scoundrel. - Oh, the dog has been found.

The sewage system construction is going to start next year.

Why are you yelling? Let me listen. It's important stuff.

If the resurfacing of the road to Krzesiwki gets funding,

Lipsko will be a paradise.

What road?

From Krzesiwki to Lipsko. A ruin. But they're constructing a sewage system.

- Where? - In Lipsko. Heard it on the radio.

- Where's this Lipsko? - Here.

- But it's 100 kilometres from here. - 74 to be exact.

So why do you care?

You don't care about anything. Anything that's going on in the world.

I, for one, like to know.

Do you know any person that lives there?

I do. Gwiżdż Janina.

She won a recitation competition with her poem.

That's how it is…

Do you think something's out there?

The church, the pharmacy, the fire station and The Merry Widow café.

I'm talking about the other side.

Logically, if anything,

there are some dead people.

This must be fun, for frick's sake.

What else would you like?

Life. Just life.

This one thing may not be there.

- So what would you like? - Julia Roberts.

- But she's alive. - Good. I'm not going anywhere either.

I have some things to do on this side.

Let me show you something.

Six-spoke alloys, metallic paint,

two batteries,

maximum mileage 30 kilometres.

- How long from 0 to 100? - Long.

Maximum speed 10 km/h. Unless you go downhill.

- Polish? - Absolutely. Chinese. Licensed.

What the hell do you need this gizmo for?

Why gizmo? For my needs it's a limousine.

And what are your needs?

Do you think I'll be staying at home all my life?

What if I need to go somewhere?

Where?

To visit you. At the cemetery. Buy you a cold beer instead of a candle.

Look at the basket. A four-pack will fit in easily.

Now we're talking. I'm gonna give it a try.

Careful, it's a delicate machine.

What a time to be alive!

What's wrong, Józek?

Thanks, Elcia.

What did I tell you? Are you really so eager to see the other side?

We're going back to the hospital.

Sort off, I'm not going back to this place full of dying people.

Go away, mister. He'll call you when he feels better.

- Off you go! - Mum…

I'm better now.

Are you smiling for your grandma, sweetie?

- What's this for? Am I Graham Norton? - Stop grumbling, that's for Józio.

I want him to know you.

What's to know?

Don't be a flirt. You won't fool me.

How are you feeling?

Listen, I've got some questions here.

One. What are you most proud of?

You.

That you've put up with me all these years.

- What are you dreams? - I want you to stay healthy.

And the family to stay together.

And see the little one kick the ball.

You want to hold on to life when there's not much of it left.

So why don't you get married?

You too?

Jesus, what? You're in love. It would be perfect.

- Grandma won't even remember it. - But I will. And I'll be her memory.

Besides, what granddaughter has the chance to dance at their grandparents' wedding?

It's ll mixed up.

I'll think about it.

Thanks.

Damn! The battery. The charger.

Grandma's gone.

- Józio! - Elcia!

- Elcia! - Grandma!

Grandma! Jesus Christ, where is she?

Grandma!

I don't know where she is.

When you're dad's back, he'll marry your mum, you know?

And maybe he'll organise baptism for you as well.

Uncle Waldek will be the witness and the godfather.

Sleep, honey, sleep.

Jesus, Józio! My precious! All's well now.

Beautiful!

Józiek...

- Who's that woman? - Who?

That one.

Elżbieta Gugulak.

Can't be.

Grandma Czajkowska warned me you would make me old.

She was right.

- I'm so old because of you. - You're a young bride.

Yeah?

- And you want to marry her? - Very much so.

You're either blind or stupid.

In love!

Cold meats, canapés, pickles. And chicken kiev as the main.

But tripe first. And chicken soup for children.

- At the wedding or the funeral? - Both.

And stroganoff after the cake.

It doesn't make any sense.

- First the funeral, now the wedding. - I promised your mother.

Besides, I made a baby so I need to marry.

Dad…

Maybe we should try again?

Repeat the tests? Try experimental therapy?

I don't have time for this bullshit. I'm getting married.

Unbelievable. You want to give up? You?

- That's not how you die. - And how do you die?

You have some experience in that? I don't. I'm listening.

This is serious, dad.

Bullshit. People know they have to die. As simple as that.

But if you want to experience something, you need to make an effort.

If you don't want to help, at least don't make it difficult.

He wants to do it for her.

Leave them alone. Let them enjoy their last moments together.

So if mum wants to go to Madagascar, he'll take her there too?

Probably.

And if I wanted to go to Madagascar? What would you do?

Relax, you bore.

- Dance with me. - You know how I dance.

You didn't mind once. Remember going camping on your bike?

We made love under the stars. You were so sexy.

Or when we were renting a studio? Remember?

We were always naked.

Getting dressed made no sense. We were constantly making love.

- I'd like to go back to that. - You wanna go naked around the house?

Why not? Kids have moved out.

What's stopping us? What?

All right, come on!

Great!

At least you could say something like: Don’t worry, it's stress.

Sure! It is stress.

But I don't wanna be stressed any more.

How are we supposed to stay calm in this situation?

My father's dying and my mother's running away from home.

You're father's still alive. And let him be alive.

When are we going to live?

Should we wait until he dies?

I hope he's gonna live a little longer. At least until the wedding.

- How can you…? - That's not what…

I just wanted to say

that the world is not gonna stop because one Gugulak is dying.

You can't keep thinking only about him.

Especially because it makes him crazy. And I don't blame him.

So am I supposed to do?

I don't know.

Mow the lawn. Paint the walls. Plan holidays.

What?!

What are you saying?

- You wanna go on holidays? - I'm not saying now,

but least I would like to talk about it.

It used to be kids and work and now it's parents and work.

- When will our needs start to count? - I'm sorry.

You're right.

You know what?

Maybe I should move to my parents?

- Pardon? - Just for some time.

You know, I think it's a very good idea.

- Really brilliant. - You really think so?

I really do.

What are you doing?

I'm packing your stuff.

Maybe we should do it in the morning?

Why wait until the morning? You can go now.

Good morning, this is Danusia Kowalik from the Echo of Lipsko radio station.

Apparently there's going to be a record apple harvest.

I've already baked an apple pie for Antoni to try.

Antoni, I hope you're listening.

When are you going to visit me? Your rewards and my apple pie are waiting.

And I can't wait to see you soon either.

- Ms Bogucka, for God's sake. - You must eat it all!

But I can't.

If you want to be a bishop, you must put on some mass.

When Lesiak was your age, he was already a cardinal.

I'll make sure you'll get there.

Praised be.

Forever and ever.

And yet you're alive, for frick's sake.

Won't happen again.

I need to publish the banns.

Wonderful!

Justynka? She just had her Holy Communion!

But they need to do that in person.

Her time will come.

- I don't follow. For whom then? - For me.

And I scolded my neighbour.

Indecent thoughts?

Only thoughts are left. Though this fire's still burning.

After the wedding, Józef.

This is all I can remember. I am sorry for these and all my sins.

What do you mean, all you can remember? I remember and you don't?

Who set the dog on the postman?

But it was forever ago! This dog's been dead for five years!

A sin is a sin.

And who was bootlegging with Kryska?

You bought from me as well.

I repented my sins.

Shamefully.

Did you make up with your brother?

What's he got to do with it?

- He doesn't miss me much either. - How do you know?

Maybe you should be the one to reach out first?

I'll be fine.

Oh yeah?

Then you won't get married.

- You're denying me the sacrament?

I am. Since you don't want to repent your sins.

Then I'll find a priest who won't.

- Who do you think you're confessing to? - You.

Me? You're confessing to God.

You shouldn't be playing with God. Especially in your situation.

Go to your brother. Forgive and ask for forgiveness.

Only then will you receive the sacrament.

Never! For frick's sake.

I'll ask Jehova's Witnesses if need be. I won't talk to this blackcoat.

What are you doing?

We're rehearsing our first dance.

What's up?

He said there wouldn't be any wedding, unless I make up with Waldek.

So do it.

- Waldek is our witness. - Never!

- You don't care? - No.

- If you don't care, I'm not marrying you. - What do you mean?

What I said.

I'll find someone who cares. I have more admirers.

I'll marry Czapka if need be. He gave me a ring once.

Come on! Let's go!

It's beautiful.

It's beautiful.

I'm starting to like it too.

GROCERY STORE

Stop!

Here it is.

Thanks.

- Grandpa. - What?

Will you tell me about him?

Dear God. Where did you find it?

In the attic. In the box you'd told me to chuck.

So? Will you tell me about Waldek? Please...

We come from Górki as you know.

My parents had a field and us two.

Waldek dreamed about being an engineer in Silesia.

I was supposed to take up farming,

but I wasn't really keen to dig in the ground.

Especially because our father was still in good health.

Only after he slashed his legs during harvesting,

did someone need to go back and finish it.

But you didn't?

I was on my way to West Germany with tinned ham.

Waldek went back.

And thus, instead of becoming an engineer, he became a smallholder farmer.

With no wife and kids.

Why did you fall out with him?

I had this motorbike that he crashed and refused to redeem.

- Really? Over such a trifle? - We had a fight. That's how we are.

- We deserve each other. - And that's why he won't be your witness?

You still believe in this wedding?

- What's that? - Here.

For your witness. If not now, then when?

Suits him.

These cabbage rolls are delicious.

There's a whole pot. You can take them to your parents.

No way, dad shouldn't eat…

Very delicious.

Did you add chilli?

Yes. I wanted to spice things up a bit.

- They're really great. - Super!

I can't lift it.

- Hi, honey. - Hi!

There's not enough foil but definitely enough paint.

Oh la la, I'm impressed.

I haven't even started yet.

- It's Sebuś. - Not saying anything.

What's up?

Sebuś, stop whispering, I can't understand you.

Oh shit.

Going where?

You distract them and I'll be there in a sec.

I really have to.

Holy Jesus!

Take the cabbage rolls!

There's milk in the fridge. When it runs out, there's powder milk, OK?

In the cupboard under the breadbox. But only as a last resort.

Will you be gone long?

I don't know. As long as it takes. You'll be fine, right?

Of course I will.

- Bye! - What am I supposed to eat?

- I didn't eat when I was your age. - Off we go!

You're gonna be alright.

Andrzejek!

- What's going on here? - What?

Father!

- You're change the seat. I'm driving. - Kiss my butt.

You're change the seat.

They are already bringing me a dress with a veil

The Gypsies are already waiting with their music

The horse's sweeping its tail to the beat

Its hoofbeats sound like Mendelssohn

They'll throw rice for luck

The guests will sing something out of tune

They'll force a golden ring on my finger

And they'll put me in a lift to heaven

And they'll put me in a lift to heaven

ENJOY YOUR COFFEE!

Hey, you know how enormous your power is

Your discreet smile makes me crazy

I'm sure you won't run away today

I'm so clumsy. I almost killed myself. Good morning!

Good morning, Antoni Kryska. I'm here to see you.

I'm so happy. I couldn’t wait to see you.

- I'm Danuśka. - Antoni.

The merry widow. Like my café.

I talk awful lot. I hope you don't mind. Some folks don't like it.

How beautiful! I love wildflowers.

- You said it in your programme. - What?

Oh, about the flowers? Yes, it's possible I said something.

Please, sit down. This is my kingdom. This is the café.

And this is my modest radio station.

Mr Jingle, he's responsible for music.

I have a delicious cheesecake and a divine apple pie.

Which do you prefer?

I'd take the apple pie on spec because I made it myself.

I'll make some coffee and we'll chat, OK?

- Can you smell it? - Manure.

„It's the Polish shit that I hold dear,

Not some violets that aren't near”, as a poet said.

My father bought this field from young Warciak during the occupation.

There were as many partisans in the woods as mushrooms.

You took us here to tell us about partisans?

I didn't want to take you at all.

When I was born, my father planted a tree.

I think it was a euptelea. I don't remember but I know where it is.

What about this tree?

Such beautiful flowers! They've always been here.

You'll take Sebuś or some other helper. Doesn't need to be clever.

You'll take a delivery van and fell this tree.

- For what? - For a coffin.

A family tradition. When a child was born,

my father planted a tree to live with him, grow and die.

A father planted it and a son felled it. I planted one for you too.

Really? Where?

On a pasture.

If this shrew of yours hadn't sold it, you'd be the owner now.

But it probably ended up as sawdust.

Do you like my cappuccino?

Very much.

Do you know where the name "cappuccino" comes from?

I have no idea.

From a colour.

Of the… What do you call them?

Habits of Italian monks, Capuchins.

Incredible. How do you know so much?

My listeners need to hear about it.

For frick's sake!

Grandpa... Maybe it's some place else?

Are you looking for something?

No trespassing here. It's a private meadow.

Afternoon, there was a tree here. A euptelea, I think.

- Who felled it? - The owner.

- What owner? - The old Gugulak.

What do you care?

He's not gonna get away with this. He won't hear any apologies from me!

He made himself a coffin out of this tree.

I recognise you. You're his brother?

I am.

A whole programme with a mic turned off!

And I was talking awful lot then!

- I saw that. You smiled. - Because it's nice to listen to you.

Thank you. I like being with you too.

The programme was about a serious issue.

I know, loneliness.

Loneliness can be awful.

I thought my life was over after my husband died.

But my daughter pushed my to do something. And we opened this café together.

It's not going great because people drink only instant coffee, mostly at home.

But sometimes someone pops in.

And because I babble so much,

clients said I should be working in a radio station.

So here I am, with my own radio station.

I even employed the local bon vivant to take care of the music.

I decided I wouldn't give up and against all odds

I would make me dreams come true.

I learn something new every year. I know what lomi lomi massage is.

I take tango lessons, paint by numbers.

And learn Finnish. Wait for it.

Mitä se maksaa? How much is it?

I'd like to learn cross-stitch as well.

How about you?

- What are you dreams? - I…

- I don't want to be this… - What?

- I'm so sorry. - Don't worry. I'll clean it up.

Don't worry, people always spill something here.

Antoni?

It will have been a year ago in October.

How?

How did he die?

Got up in the morning, got dressed, fed the chickens,

ate breakfast, played some music, poured himself some booze and died.

When they found him, he was smiling from ear to ear.

Why didn't anyone notify us?

People were looking but no one in the village had the address.

And then everyone got back to their business.

But you're here now.

Right on time, for frick's sake.

He stayed with his parents till the end. Leave me alone.

Grandpa, it's so beautiful here! Why haven't we been here before?

For frick's sake.

It's working!

I live just behind the fence.

- At Czajkowski's? - Władek was my grandpa.

Nice to meet you.

I think these belong to you now.

Thank You.

There was a wall here. And an oven right there.

Gorgeous.

Did Waldek renovate it on his own?

Yes, he ran an agritourism business here.

Lots of people were coming. They keep calling.

Grandpa, look!

He left something for you.

My old bike!

But how?

He was renovating it for 30 years.

He didn't finish. Couldn't find a fender.

It was delivered two days after he died. My husband installed it.

Waldek promised himself he would give it to you as a thank you.

A thank you? For what?

That you left him the farm.

I condemned him to this farm.

But he was happy here.

Very happy.

If only she was horribly ugly…

A pensioner, a sickly weakling. But no, she's normal.

A healthy beautiful woman, full of life and energy.

Still has plans and dreams.

Does this and that.

A radio station, a café…

Learning Finnish and cross-stitch…

No, I'm no match for her.

What was I even thinking?

An old fart, a stupid old-timer and a bore.

Came on this bike for the disabled and felt like he had conquered the world.

Or Europe at least.

But you've made it, boss.

Such a journey is not a trifle. Even when you're sober.

Even I wouldn't be able to make it.

- And you, Gołąbek? - No way! Not for the world!

For me you're a hero. You gave us a tenner for the wine.

And took us to Mordziate. If I were her, I would worship you.

But they never appreciate that.

Mine never appreciates that.

And yours?

No way! Not for the world!

That's the fate of heroes.

Gentlemen, to their ruin!

- No, I'm driving. - Where are you going? It's getting dark.

You won't see shit. Unless you're going to see her.

No, I'm going home. Home.

So you're not gonna fight for her?

I took you for a man, boss.

Only losers run away with their tails between their legs.

Come on, you only live once.

- Isn't it too late? - It's never too late for love.

Hurry, 'cause the lady's cooling down!

The road to Krzesiwki is ruined. You think he'll manage in the dark?

No way! Not for the world!

It's cold, isn't it?

- Sweetie, can you talk to your mum? - Why? Were you naughty?

No. I mean, I don't know any more. I don't understand what she's on about.

I mean, I do. She wants to go naked around the house and paint the walls.

I don't think it's about the walls.

You're right. I'm simplifying.

So don't. Organise something.

Take her for a romantic dinner.

Surprise her.

You know how difficult it is for me to focus on her when grandpa's dying.

So focus before someone else will.

And don't worry about grandpa. He's fine.

Since he left the hospital, he's been alive and kicking.

A miracle.

That's no miracle. That's his nature. He wanted to live so he's alive.

I have concerns.

What concerns?

Am I going to fit in this dress?

I've developed a muffin top.

You'll fit in, honey.

Who's gonna be my bridesmaid?

Basia maybe?

We've made her blood boil. And she's a good girl.

Basia?

Sure, ask Basia.

How about you ask Waldek?

Waldek has other plans.

But no cronies of yours.

Drunks are not welcome on my wedding.

I have only one true crony. And I should've asked him long ago.

Who?

Good evening, the Echo of Lipsko radio station. I'm Danusia Kowalik.

Forgive me but there are days when even the merry widow,

truthfully called "a chatterbox", doesn't feel like talking,

and the only thing she wants is to ponder over a cup of coffee.

I recommend you do the same.

Do you live with Natalia without marriage?

With marriage.

But with Basia.

Who's Natalia?

She was my girlfriend in the technical school.

She was a good girl.

And this Basia, is she a good girl?

A very good girl, mum.

Do you love her?

Very much.

Your grandma was wearing it as your great grandma before her.

Give it to her so that she knows you're serious about her

and you don't want to make her old.

As your father made me.

Thank you, mum.

OK, let's eat.

How are you?

I'm just pondering about it all.

And what are your conclusions?

Maybe this feud we had brought something good for everyone?

Maybe it's good he didn't return the bike and I didn't apologise for his happy life?

Just pondering over my coffin.

You don't need to delve into the past

because you can't change what's already happened.

And this fixing can only screw up things that will happen.

You must live in the moment and not put things off until later.

OK, we need to go.

The wedding's nigh and nothing's ready.

And what's with all this?

This is your concern now.

Wait. Hello?

Yes, Andrzej Gugulak speaking.

Yes, it's our neighbour.

No, no one's in.

When?

Thank you very much. Antoni had an accident.

Tosiek? Let me through!

He's here.

I brought you some mass.

What mass?

That you put in your ass.

Here's a radio. I know you like to listen.

Take it away.

I've listened enough.

A woman?

Sometimes you fantasise in this stupid head of yours

that you can still do it, that you can roar.

And then it turns out it was a moronic idea.

- About that… - But that's OK. What can you do?

I want you to be my witness.

- For your funeral? - What funeral?

For my wedding.

I promised Elcia a long time ago that we'd have a church ceremony.

- So, how's it gonna be? - It's gonna be. You know me.

I can't say no because of speech impediment.

Maybe you should take her?

Take who?

She who will not be named.

Fu…

Farewell.

All right. See you.

I'm on my last legs, honey.

Tomorrow I'm gonna paint the walls and tell you everything.

Honey!

- Who are you? - Ms Pretty hired us to do the renovation.

We're supposed to remove plaster and paint.

First paint.

If you're here for a hen party, this is a wrong address, Mr Panther.

This is my house.

Where's my wife?

She hired us and left without a word.

- Where to? - Probably dumped you.

She said her husband would never renovate and something needed to change.

It's easier to change a husband than a house.

She's not picking up.

- She is from me. - Aren't you too cosy here?

Should it go to waste?

Do you have ketchup? Pass me one, Rafał.

And mustard too.

Hey, Kasiula. Have you missed me? Because I've missed you a lot.

- What's up? - Life.

- Andrzej? - Boss!

Nothing happened. We slept together but nothing happened.

- That's what happened. - Why are you in your pants?

It was supposed to be a surprise.

- Well, you succeeded. - I really made an effort.

Look, balloons, hummus! I've even put leopard print pants on.

- They're beautiful. - I let you down recently. But my father…

Not a word about my father.

Enough of talking. I'm kidnapping you.

- Where? - For a trip of a lifetime.

I need to get dressed. Gents, when I'm back, it must be intact.

Sure, girls, come visit us.

The house is cool. We're gonna stay here for some time.

Or not.

- Good morning, Mr Gugulak. - Morning!

Good to see you in good health. I have a parcel for your granddaughter.

And something for your neighbour from a radio station.

What radio station?

Echo of Lipsko.

Can you collect it? I've heard he's in a hospital.

- Give me that. - Thank you very much.

- Goodbye, Mr Gugulak. - Goodbye.

- Who's this parcel from? - Don't touch it. It's for Tosiek.

I'll take it to the hospital tomorrow.

Echo of Lipsko.

What is this place?

A special house to go naked and be happy in.

Come on.

Stop playing a guessing game with me.

Whose house is it?

It may be ours.

Did you buy a house behind my back?

Honey, I never did anything behind your back.

Is this… Górki?

The Gugulak family's home.

And you know what I thought? Maybe...

Maybe… we should sell our house and live here?

It's not close but it's not the end of the world.

My uncle was running an agritourism business here.

We could try too. Clients keep calling. If only…

Barbara.

Would you like to stay my wife?

- Stand up, you lunatic. - So? Do you agree?

- But on one condition. - What?

Take me to the bedroom at once.

They've sent us some delicious cherry confiture.

And an elegant calendar. I put it on the fridge.

What? What confiture?

From this radio station. It's our wedding gift.

Every other Tuesday they collect household rubbish.

But it's in Lipsko.

And they've sent such a beautiful letter. Here.

You mustn't read other people's letters.

Dear Antoni...

Do you know where Czapka keeps his car keys?

On the hook near the door.

Make sandwiches and tea in the thermos. We're leaving first thing in the morning.

- Where? - To Lipsko.

Dear Antoni, I'm sending you warm greetings

and rewards you won in our competition.

I keep thinking about our meeting.

On the one hand, it's a joyful memory. I spent some quality time with you.

But I keep thinking why you left so suddenly.

Surely it wasn't the spilled coffee…

Did I offend you in any way? Did I cause you any pain?

Maybe it's because of my blabbering?

If so, I'm really sorry and I assure you I didn't have bad intentions.

I really hope we'll meet each other again.

Get back to me, please.

I'm sending you the warmest greetings.

The Merry Widow, Danusia.

It's beautiful.

But I think I've seen it before.

I got it from my mum.

Gorgeous. It's been in our family for ages.

Really?

So why does it have an engraving saying "Justynka and Sebuś"?

I told you to turn it off. - It's Justynka.

Hey, honey!

What? OK. We'll be back soon.

Your parents have run away in the Cadillac.

Easy.

They're adult people. They'll be all right.

- Time for us to go, Elcia. - Józiek, don't leave me!

Because of you they've found the money to resurface the road to Krzesiwki.

Finally.

And where were you going?

Me?

I had some stuff to do.

But I thought I'd go back to the radio station for a moment.

- For the rewards? - Yes. No! For them too. But not only.

I just like listening to this radio very much.

Very much?

Very much. I'd like to listen to it all the time.

I want it to speak to me during breakfast and when I go to sleep.

The whole day and all.

Because I feel I would be…

- I wouldn't be so… - What?

Say it, please.

Lonely.

Because I…

I love this radio.

The radio loves its listener too.

- All of them? - All of them.

But one of them in particular.

Oh, life…

- What are you taking, honey? - Pills.

- What pills? - My pills. For radicular pain.

The ones Brzozowski prescribed.

Brzozowski's been dead for ten years.

I'm so happy with you in this life.

For frick's sake!

How many did you take?

Don't fall asleep, honey!

Help! Anyone!

Call an ambulance!

Don't fall asleep, honey.

You're mine.

- Józek. - Yes, honey?

- We didn't make it? - We'll make it.

I, Józef, take you, Elżbieta, to be my wife

and I pledge my love, faithfulness and honesty

till death us do part.

I, Elżbieta, take you, Józef, to be my husband

and I pledge my love, faithfulness and honesty

till death us do part.

So help me God Almighty, one God in the Trinity

and all His saints.

What God has joined together, let no man put asunder.

The marriage you have contracted,

I, by the authority of the Catholic Church, confirm and bless.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Congratulations.

Thank You.

You've been waiting for this one moment

Your heart's pounding

Now I know what I live for

I know you feel what I feel

Hey, the hour's too short

Let this moment last

I want to feed my happiness

to the world, so astounded

Years will go by Stars will fade out

Photos will be forgotten

When people will tear us apart

But I will still find you

When my mind tells me to doubt

Wait for the flame to flicker

Cause on the other side of the river

I know there's a garden there

Great love

Does not choose

I does not ask Whether we want it or not

I does not ask

Great love does not choose

Whether we want it or not

I does not ask

The resurfacing of the road to Krzesiwki is about to start.

The community centre will hold a dance for the young at heart.

Despite showers we can expect some sun

that will shine especially on those in love.

Józek, are we already married?

You can see that we are.

Where are we going for our honeymoon?

My great grandpa planted a tree, my grandpa did, and so will I.

OK, Sebuś, plant it if you have to.

It's not for me, it's for my son. So that he grows as tall as this oak.

Oak? That's a mirabelle.

The proverbial oak.

They didn't have an oak

in the garden centre so I bought the mirabelle.

I'll make a tincture.

- You're gonna get my son drunk? - So a compote.

So a compote 'cause you won't make a coffin out of it.

Even in a hundred years.

What is that? Gravel?

Are you gonna be long? My TV show is about to start.

- Jesus Christ, what happened? - No, wait.

What are you doing?

Justyna Gugulak, under this spreading tree that will grow as our family will,

please take this ring as a sign of my love and faithfulness.

Will you be my wife?

- Grandma's ring! - Not really…

- Will you take it? - Why shouldn't I? It's my ring.

My great grandma was wearing it, my grandma was wearing it,

so now it's my turn.

Does it mean yes?

Yes to what?

Oh, yes, sure. Can we go now? I'm cold.

Get up from your knees. You'll muddy the shorts I bought you.

- Do you love me? - Very much.

Come on.

All right, I'll plant it later.

Give me Józio.

Subtitles: Ejsak Company