Original subtitles

The roles of Elzbieta and Beata bear no resemblance...

to the private lives of these actresses.

EVERYTHING FOR SALE

Starring

Music by

Director of photography

Written and directed by

- How was it? - Great.

Did you see my face?

Did you hear me? Could you see my face?

Cut the lights!

Why take chances? You can't take his place.

But how was it?

What are you doing? Do you want to get killed?

Yes, I do.

- You really scared me! - Did you know it was me, not him?

Sure, you're surprised?

I knew it wouldn't work!

The light's fading. That's it for today!

He was upset too and didn't sleep last night.

- He went for milk in the morning. - For his hangover.

I guess I'm not needed here at all.

You sure have messed up that husband of mine.

We had this small anniversary party last night.

He bought flowers, wine and this little teddy bear.

But all he talked about was your film.

Bullshit. He wasn't even home last night.

How do you know?

Well?

Is it good with him?

It's great!

Pack up, we're going back to the studio.

We have to shoot Beata and Elzbieta's scene today.

- We'll come back tomorrow. - And pay overtime?

Look after her.

Hey Witek, what's wrong with him? He's acting strange.

He's scared. I'd be scared too.

Did you hear about the party I had yesterday?

He bought wine, flowers and a teddy bear.

Then all he did was talk about this film.

That's how it was, I'm telling you.

Our anniversary, wine, teddy bear, flowers but he just kept on.

- What are you doing here? - Nothing.

- Did you come to save us? - Why, what's wrong?

Don't pretend, everyone knows. We'vee been looking all day.

You'd like to be in this film...

but you play athletes, boxers.

That's right.

But I'm not going to be in it. I'm leaving.

Where are you going? That platform's a set!

- Doesn't Ela know where he is? - She's going on about some teddy.

Nice start, the director's standing in for the star!

I saw him.

That kind of stuff in a film?

Look at him.

He's afraid of this film, it's life or death for him.

Fear made him remember his old buddy.

It worked once, maybe it'll work now.

It's a great part; I read the script.

Relax, he'll turn up.

The director jumped under a train counting on leaving us all this.

That would be good for you, huh?

- When'd you talk to him? - Not long ago, about you too.

You'll get that German cup if you play a part he likes.

Keep working. Want to see the set?

- Are you serious about that cup? - That's what he said.

- What's wrong, Daniel? - I'vee changed my mind.

Shall I go to make-up and get dressed?

- How much time do we have? - Not much.

You know what he's like. How can he not come?

I'vee forgotten what he's like.

But you wanted him for this film.

You know, he waited two nights in front of our house for this part.

- So don't worry. - I'm not.

Are you afraid?

I'vee hired Elizabeth.

Hi!

- I'vee hired Elizabeth. - For what part?

To play his wife.

- But she is his wife! - Exactly.

But she can't play that part.

He wasn't at home or at rehearsal at the theater.

- Why aren't you answering? - What do you want me to say?

I hired Elizabeth.

I don't know if you have the right to mix everything up like this.

It's your film, but our lives.

You'll end up regretting it.

Everything For Sale. Scene 237.

- May I? - Come in.

- Maybe you don't want me to? - Why?...come in.

What's wrong?

- He's not here. - How do you know I'm looking?

You should see yourself.

It's raining.

That's the table he hid under.

He hid from the Germans. Want to have a look?

I'll look in the closet and under the bed, too.

OK?

OK.

- How many days has he been gone? - Six.

I think you'vee lost.

You're a fool.

Take this off.

Calm down.

I will.

Take this off and get into bed. It'll warm you up.

You cried like this when you asked me to give him back.

- Don't drink so much. - You gave it to me.

You'll get all puffy.

Only my legs swell after vodka.

You have lovely legs.

You think you'vee won...

because he has a home and a child here?

What about me?

I can look like you.

Come out. Come out of there.

Calm down!

Come out!

Don't you know him? He made the whole thing up.

He hid here once all right...

from reporters.

Right after his great success, when nobody wanted him.

That was it?

It's time to become friends.

With whom?

With that new girl of his.

Don't touch me!

Open the door, Elzbieta.

Stop fooling around!

What do you want? Stop interfering.

What'vee you done? How could you?

Because I...

I have to find him, find out where he is and with whom.

I have to find him.

Cut! Wipe that blood off her!

Look where she stopped! That was the third take.

Is the stand-in here?

Do we have a stand-in?

- How'd it look? - Pretty realistic.

Has he turned up yet? He was supposed to meet the public.

- He never showed. - I'll go find him myself.

Do we have that stand-in?

- I'd shoot it again. - We don't have enough film.

I'll give you two a ride home and then take the car.

- You'll do as you please. - Stop it.

Now you know, right?

Is it him you're worried about?

You know I think about him all the time.

- The girls did a nice job, huh? - We'll see on screen.

I can drop you off.

Tired honey?

I have a favor to ask.

Watch out for the camera in back.

Aren't you afraid something has happened?

Think about it, you know what he's like, don't you?

Were you arguing over him...

or over me?

What's going on over there?

Hold her, would you?

Well Daniel?

Why do you think I know where he is?

Everyone's looking for him. I don't know where he is.

I don't follow him around.

You know, they're saying...

And you listen.

Not long ago we were...

Maybe he's there?

But I can't go now - rehearsal. People need costumes and props.

What are you worried about? They got who they wanted.

Sorry.

Here we are. Maybe he left a note?

- Did you leave the light on? - No.

You can go then.

Thanks.

Good evening.

Good evening!

I'vee had enough of this waiting-room.

That's what this place has become!

I told them the truth on the set today.

Don't you want to know what your friends think of you?

This clean shirt will come in handy.

I'vee had enough of your immaturity. Think about how old you are.

You rip out flowers from the flower beds and I have to explain.

Sometimes I even have to pay for them.

I still have my sense of humor, I just don't have the strength.

I can't even work up a smile anymore.

I'm not giving you a hard time, I feel very calm.

But this time I'm really leaving.

I'll bet you're surprised, but I really am leaving you.

Just tell me, when do you plan to start living a normal life?

You're 40 years old! Have you forgotten?

You are 40!

I'll just get my toothbrush.

Don't you get it? Are you that thick?

Isn't it pretty clear?

Everybody comes from somewhere, except in your films.

When your career really does finally take off...

the place you come from keeps a hold on you.

It gives you a firm footing, for that's where you spent your youth.

Your family and friends are there.

They follow your career. They talk about you.

That's why you can't make any false moves.

They once fought there and now you're cashing in.

And to save face, don't forget where you come from.

- He spoke of two places. - They're all important.

I'm quoting him word for word.

I translated that into English at a press conference...

but they didn't understand it.

Look, here comes Ela. She's coming up here.

She's coming through the gate.

- Here she is. - What a face!

She looks after him like that because she loves him.

He's not here.

Really.

Ania, look who's here!

She's so stupid.

Hi!

You're avoiding me.

Why'd you choose me for this film?

I thought he loved you, that it'd be real on screen.

Your wife.

What's she like? Warm, cold?

Give it a rest.

Why doesn't anyone love me? Love me.

Yes, yes...you love me.

You don't want to? Who cares?

He can love me.

Let all of them love me.

- What are you doing? - What incredible dialogue!

''Why doesn't anyone love me?''

- Are you nuts?! - You can use it in the film.

Better make sure everything goes smoothly at the station tomorrow.

That party was a real flop.

- Just like Ela's marriage. - A boring soap opera.

The grown-ups have gone the young can have fun...

the carusel is waiting..

- Who'll buckle me in? - I'll gladly unbuckle you.

That's enough!

It's cold!

Turn it off.

Stop it Elzbieta. Turn it off!

Switch it off, Ela or I'll drown you in the river!

I'll get you for this.

Hi!

Pretty, huh?

I'll sell you the rights.

Want to buy them?

- We ought to turn it off. - Go ahead, they'll thank you.

- You got even, they'vee had enough. - Not yet.

Take me away from here.

You have no idea how moving I find you.

You always turn up when I least expect it.

I know he's not here.

For so many years we shared one dinner between us.

You're so much like him, though you try so hard to be different.

I couldn't handle being with him any longer...

because he's one of those always hounded by anxiety.

I didn't want plush teddy bears as apologies.

In that endless searching, I stopped loving him...

but he still doesn't understand...

that it is possible.

I wanted to fall asleep calmly and wake up not being afraid.

But I am happy.

Excuse me, please give me back my violin.

I have school.

Here.

Don't ever fight with anyone or you'll break your fingers.

Run along now! And don't break your legs either!

- What now? - I don't know.

Of course you don't.

Listen... Oh God, you're cut.

Got a first-aid kit?

Give me your handkerchief. I'll go wet it...

How do you feel?

I'm fine.

I'vee changed my mind. I'll get out here.

But you wanted to go home. Are you going to look for him now?

You have to rest.

Listen, stop pretending you care about anyone, all right?

Elzbieta...

Go on.

- Looking for me? - Yes.

- What's wrong with him? - Nothing.

- Want to stay here? - No, I'm tired.

- Do you know something? - I know where to look for him.

Come on, let's go.

- Why are we looking for him? - What do you mean?

Everyone's just waiting to blame him if something goes wrong.

Your husband too; he wants to film the truth about us.

He'd like to play the part himself but he's afraid.

They didn't notify him on purpose, so he took off somewhere.

- I don't ask where he goes. - You want to lie to me?

You still love him.

Your husband knows it too.

He is...

still beautiful.

Beautiful!

You think he'll walk out of the forest with his backpack on...

in his jeans and sneakers, lost and unhappy and you'll hug him.

Yes, I will.

Anything there?

A meeting at 6:00 o'clock.

- On Thursday, but today is... - Friday.

No, it's Saturday already.

I gave that man a lift.

- How did you know? - I can tell!

- Where'd you take him? - Here, my car broke down.

- What's this? - Oh yeah.

He gave you a ZMP badge.

As a deposit, he didn't have enough money for the fare.

He spoke so beautifully!

I would'vee taken a watch from anyone else, but not an artist.

- I'll pay you the fare. - No, no.

He promised, so I'll wait. You have to trust people.

His gage trick, I know it well.

Where's the dayroom?

Over there.

Excuse me, just a minute.

Then what?

I told him not to ask embarrassing questions.

- But what did he say? - Well then...

He lay here and showed us how you die in films.

You probably think it's funny...

but as I looked at him...

I thought an actor is somebody...

Yes, yes.

Somebody better...

more exalted...

someone who takes on himself the sins of others.

A real human being who shows the rest of us how to live.

That's just what he said!

But he came on Friday...

and not Thursday.

That's OK, we waited because it was worth it.

Where was he meeting this other guy?

I don't know.

But they were friends because he went looking for him.

He wanted to convince him. There was even...

a girl here who was going to show him the way.

Do you like playing parts that are sad or funny?

Funny.

Who was the girl?

A member of a local poetry recitation club.

An actor is someone who shows you how to live.

You know him?

Not very well. He's my husband.

He's disappeared.

People are strange.

They complain about my husband being late.

Is it my fault?

Sometimes people get lost. Where'd he go?

Who knows? He took a local girl with him.

- Look how pretty and clean it is. - As it should be with horses.

That stallion's ''Brat'' and his sire was ''Hindu.''

And those mares...

Do you think it's normal for one animal to ride on another one?

Look how beautiful he is!

They torment these horses.

There was this other horse named, ''Neck and Neck.''

Who did you learn all this for?

That was his name, really.

- You must'vee had several majors. - Oh yes.

I know ichthyology and contemporary English poetry.

I did give up boxing though.

- What are you studying these days? - I'll tell you when I find him.

Do you know the way? Stop the car.

Excuse me, sir...

- Well? - Goddamn junk!

- What'vee you got? - Ice creams, want one?

Eat it slowly.

Help me with this.

Thanks. Go right.

Now I'll kill myself!

I twisted my ankle for nothing.

Nobody knows a thing. Take the middle road.

- Where'd you get that. - I just got it.

Give me a lick.

No, I'll just catch a cold.

- We have to go right. - Who was here?

You're driving me crazy! Who was here?

Who told you?

Where do you plan to look for him?

Where'd you two hide from me?

We never hid from you.

We went to a friend's place to reminisce about the war.

So why are you asking?

Look, see those flowers?

Didn't he give you flowers like that too?

Sure he did.

Hey there, wait!

Were you at that meeting last night?

You know what she told me? He's probably home by now.

Come on, we'll give you a lift.

Once again he quit halfway through.

The forester had to leave the meeting early.

And this man was a friend of his from the war.

So I was supposed to show him the way, two stations on the train.

Suddenly he said he knew a shortcut and jumped off the train.

That was last night.

What did you do all night?

I stayed at the forester's cabin because there were no trains.

But he never showed up.

- Could I have your picture? - If you recite a poem first.

What's the last one you did?

So you know about that? We did a lot of them.

A Eulogy on Death, Alarm, Out of My Sight...

Recite ''Out of My Sight.''

Out of My Sight.

Out of my sight. I'll obey all right...

Oh God, wait a minute...

Out of My Sight.

Out of my sight I'll obey all right...

Out of my heart My heart will listen.

Out of my...

How does it go? One more time.

- Out of my heart - You don't know it, do you?

Get out!

Did you hear me?

We can't just leave her here.

If you keep that up, I'll leave her for sure.

A famous Polish film actor was killed yesterday...

while attempting to jump off a moving train.

lt ended tragically when he fell between the cars.

Badly injured, he was found...

several hours after the accident and taken to the hospital.

The physician on duty announced...

that he arrived in critical condition.

Efforts to save him were unsuccessful...

and he died shortly thereafter.

I remember! Out of my memory!

No, neither of our memories will obey that order.

This is where it happened.

It wasn't my fault, really.

Ateneum Theater.

No...it's been cancelled.

How could he do this to me?

This was his big opportunity!

What am I going to do now?

He left me with all this.

What sort of films am I going to make now, with whom, about what?

Don't you understand? Don't you get it?

All you care about is your actor, your script, your film.

Today you're in despair and tomorrow you'll think...

it'll make a great script.

What are you doing with your hands? Don't ever act like that.

I'm not acting.

Lie down and rest. How will you go on tonight?

Go on, with whom?

What a brilliant idea!

Make a film about his absence. Why, in Paris...

Who cares about Paris?! Audiences here have to like it.

They will.

Aren't we like hyenas?

Sure we are, so what?

Aren't you tormented not knowing what he was really like?

No, what torments me is this film you keep running away from.

Ateneum... Yes, we know, it's true.

We're refunding tickets or you can use them for another performance.

He was at the meeting reciting poetry and telling stories...

And you just walked up to this stranger?

- He wanted me to... - Did he talk about himself?

When we got on the train he started laughing and fooling around.

He talked and joked a lot.

Actually I could'vee asked him something serious.

Like what?

About life. I'm sure he would'vee told me.

Basically there's not much more to be said.

There's only one thing I'm glad about in this whole tragedy.

He died like he lived. As an original.

His death was...

as great as his life.

He was like this amazing phenomenon.

I wonder if he really existed...

if he was real, living, flesh and blood.

Maybe he was this revelation which no longer exists...

and you can now only see on film.

We may have something here.

Let's add a few scenes to what we have...

about an actor who never appears on screen.

It could be good. Nobody's tried it before.

A few have, but it looks like our only way out now.

We could use long shots and keep the foreground in soft focus...

without any pastel colors.

Show the sorrowfor a guy who's left us.

I don't know what to do, what to look for.

Do you have that bag?

I'm sorry, but...

I'd like to back out, even though I promised I'd help...

go get his stuff. It somehow seems...

in bad taste to be looking through his personal things.

In the end whether or not you make this film is not that important.

Maybe it is in bad taste, but I want to find some trace of him...

to put together some sort of image of who he was.

If it's to be a film about him, use his earlier films.

It wouldn't be the same thing.

I'd like to make a film about him, but without him.

Can you do that?...It'll be a film about you making a film.

We may have something here.

Film chronicle materials won't make a festival film.

The last time I saw him, at the airport...

he said, ''Tell him he'll miss me someday.''

Was that you at the cemetery?

You sure have changed! Been in Warsaw long?

Over a week.

- What are your plans? - Acting school.

You did a nice job on camera.

- Can you pass the exam? - You just said I was good.

That's better.

Help me, say something, I'm counting on you.

Can't you tell that I don't want to be involved in this?

Give me some details so I have something to hold on to.

Leave me alone. I don't know anything, really.

He stood right here a year ago looking at his dirty fingernails.

He insisted the director show them in the film.

That's not enough. Give me something specific.

I don't know any! He was here, but now he's gone!

You know what?

Pack your stuff and go back home and study biology.

You're never going to be like them, it takes strength.

Look at them. They're beautiful, intelligent...

and a little sad because they know everything too well.

I think I'll stay.

They promised I'd act in those films.

What do you think of this?

You know what I think. You wanted to make a film with him.

You have to be consistent. Don't give up.

He deserves some sort of film from all of us.

Andrzej...

- There's a script of his. - Which one?

I thought you knew.

He'd planned to make a film about the first three women in his life.

My first love, first whore and first wife.

Have you got it?

He never wrote it, he just told everyone about it.

Do you know it, Kostek?

I once heard him telling that guy who pounds nails with his fist.

Wiesiek.

He's on location somewhere. You can take the helicopter and go.

If you really must do something.

Thanks.

You know what I think. We'vee got the zoom lenses.

Film the sadness for a guy who's not here anymore.

Put it together with what you'vee got and you're all set.

Do what you want, that's my advice.

Given the situation, do you still plan to make the film?

Of course.

I'm going to a meeting now to go over some ideas.

Why did you return to this actor after so many years?

Your first success was mutual.

Not long ago, at the Rome airport, he asked someone to tell me...

that I'd miss him, and I did.

Why didn't you work with him for so long after that first success?

That's not easy to answer.

Not easy at all.

Have you already shot any scenes to this film?

The final one, where the main character falls under a train.

- A coincidence of course? - Obviously.

Will it end up in the film?

I don't yet know what I'll do, whether he'll even be in it...

or if it'll be a film about him, without him.

A film about him, without him? Is that possible?

Please turn that off.

It's impossible.

- How'd he let you in? - He has something for you.

- Sweaters aren't allowed. - He has something for you.

Wait a minute.

But no dancing.

You bet, no dancing.

This is the aunt and this is her mother.

His friends don't feel sorry for him.

You took the skin off him too?

- What skin? - This one.

He always wore a sweater too.

So he kept that jacket here. Don't pretend you didn't know.

You don't have to hide it anymore; you're the best.

That's the way it is, you finally got what you'vee been waiting for.

Are you through?

Let's go then.

That legendary cup! Where'd you get it?

I found it.

Don't believe those fairy tales; he never killed a German.

He needed a prop for a film.

But you can wear his leather. It's all right.

Were going ahead with the film and now his part's open.

I'll talk to the director and I'm sure he'll hire you.

Did you see the last two roles he played?

That's what we're looking for, that kind of acting.

Yes, yes...

you're right.

I understand you.

You played that great. Perfect after a friend's death.

A smart-ass from the sticks.

The goddamned blonde with the cold-eye.

What kind of people are they? I don't understand.

They want an award-winning film. It'll be without me!

Take his shoes, jacket, socks! That's who they want!

An intelligent guy.

Our film, in our film, for our film...

look and be just like him.

No two trees are the same, so what about people?

Well?...See there?!

Hey Wiesiek.

All right then listen.

The story begins with a labyrinth.

A labyrinth of steel trains crisscrossing one another.

It's a noisy clatter, you know, the Paris metro.

There's six of us, I mean that's what he said.

We'vee got a bottle of champagne and we're waiting for the floor show.

And then the floor show begins, as usual in French cabarets.

- Lousy, huh? - Yeah.

But the important thing is when this huge...

glass catwalk, lit from underneath, comes out...

with a naked girl in the spotlight.

I don't know what her name was.

After that, it was back to the old daily grind...

making plastic flowers and artificial wreaths.

It was clear right away, that he was going to spend...

a lot of time in that cabaret and loose...

all his money there.

I don't feel much like telling you this because it wasn't our idea.

It was his script outline, and now it's become pointless.

He's heard a lot already.

Well then, he sits down at the bar with that girl...

I can't remember her name, and she starts telling him...

the story of her life and how she has to hustle guys in the bar...

to buy her champagne because she gets paid by the cork...

and somehow they become friends.

What then?

They grow closer.

Whenever she comes down...

No, she waves to him from the wings...

and smiles beautifully at him.

He feels like Napoleon after winning a battle.

So he starts thinking...

that she's his property.

He has these ownership needs.

On his birthday, he goes to town and buys...

red table wine...

a baguette, a can of sardines, and a chocolate bar.

He takes it all to the sleazy hotel he lives in...

the kind Poles live in in France...

with the window opening on the corridor and no table.

He spreads everything on a towel and adds a flower...

gets dressed and goes to that cabaret.

- He wears a suit? - No, leather, it's popular.

He goes in and tells her...

it's his birthday and that he's inviting her for supper.

She looks at him and tells him that he's very naive.

She gets real serious and he tries to smooth things over...

by telling her it's not about sex, just an evening together.

She tells him again that he's naive...

and that it's going to cost him a lot.

So he tells her he only bought the cheapest stuff...

baguettes...

red table wine and sprats.

- He still didn't get it? - He couldn't somehow.

She explains that she gets 20,000 Francs.

That's a real blow to him because it's a lot of money.

It makes him go into this sort of trance.

He has to admit that he's disappointed.

It's as if this girl has died for him.

He goes into the metro and she ceases to exist.

All that remains is the labyrinth of tunnels and speeding trains.

Welcome on the old trail. Do you recognize this forest?

I haven't felt this good for a long time.

For the past few years I'vee been thinking maybe you were right.

I always said acting was no profession for a man.

- Could I start running again? - You can always try.

- I'll start here. - The usual, you know the course.

Start off slowly. Ready!

Easy on the straight. Go into it easy.

Nice and light now. Easy does it.

Pick up the pace.

Speed it up now.

Faster.

Pour it on at the end.

Stand up and put your hands on your knees.

Breathe deeply.

How'd I do?

It's too late for sports, look. You know the course.

Too bad.

- Aren't you coming in? - No.

- Why not? - I'vee seen those brutal pictures.

On 11.XII.1943, the Nazis executed 40 Poles here.

We don't know how to see the same way anymore.

At least you stand by me.

I am, but somebody has to tell you the truth.

Fire away, but about him. I'vee heard everyone's confessions.

- Be brave. - I don't understand.

I'll help you then.

July 27, on an airplane. Start with that.

- Don't remember? - No.

Tell me.

- You ran over someone! - No, I didn't.

- He was lying in the road. - It wasn't me.

Let's go back.

Sweetheart.

Andrzej!

Leave that alone! The stuffing will fall out!

- You guys have nerves of steel. - Not really.

- People don't react. - Why not?

- Could I have your autograph? - Is that what this ambush was for?

Why don't they react?

They don't want to dirty their cars with the blood.

Let's go.

Positions!

Did you get the number?

Look right here.

I must know the truth. It's very important for me.

This is him...

and you can see the cup too.

I don't know.

Maybe.

I don't know.

He didn't fight in these parts.

He used come to talk; he said he needed it for a film.

It must be him.

You see, I know he used to make things up.

Well sure, he even borrowed some things from my soldiering.

- The story about the flowers? - I don't know that one.

He went to Berlin in '42...

using fake documents...

to get roses for a girl because there weren't any in Warsaw.

Quite an imagination!

Did you hear that?

Yes, I did.

It's the truth.

How do you know?

My sister got those flowers.

He was shot by the Germans on his way back.

But the flowers were spectacular.

I was so jealous of her!

I was in love with him, but he never noticed me.

That's his cup.

I gave it to Ela the first time they were here.

She was so in love with him.

So that's why you wanted to see those pictures.

Wr�blewski's dead too.

Yes, he wasn't even 30 when he died in the mountains.

It was three days before they found his body near the bus stop.

They really are brutal pictures.

It's terrible how only scraps and fragments of a life remain.

Yes, but they were wonderful, each in his own way.

They presented us, our entire generation.

Film audiences loved us.

They saw how great we were...

a little funny, so very committed.

- Come back to me. - I am with you.

No, you're with them, with the dead.

Those are dead people, dead causes...

dead pictures.

I love you.

No you don't; you don't believe me. You look at me like at a stranger.

You make me play what is...

a shadow of your suspicion.

Like what?

That cup, for example.

- I knew him. - Knew him!

You didn't know him at all. The cup was real.

How do you know?

Don't go in there. It's all true.

The cup, the war, the roses from Berlin.

Why do you want to make a film when you're so against him?

All right, Daniel, I want you to be in the film.

He wants the same kind of actor, but I don't want to be the same.

And I have nothing to sell.

Can't people fall in love a second time?

Maybe, if you got married again.

All right, go get some sleep. We start shooting early tomorrow.

Cut!

I wonder how to feature it.

I think that cup's important. Focus on the cup.

Let's have the blood!

This is too thick.

Got the cup?

- Yeah. - Let me have it.

Daniel, do you know your lines?

Repeat them.

It's German.

He took it off an SS soldier who he'd killed in action.

He gave it to me.

He once joked and said he'd leave it in his will for me.

Full of vodka, it'll show you the face of a true Pole.

OK, it's your cup.

What a bloodbath!

Daniel, you were here. Tell me how it was.

Does it look all right now?

More blood and more to the left!

I come up and say...

''give it to me.''

That's how we'll do it. It'll never work in motion.

Play it nice. Wait for your cue.

That's enough, fine. Daniel.

Let's get rolling.

Are you nuts? Where are you going?

- This is great. - Fine.

Finish it on your own.

Kostek, pan left, quickly...