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BASED ON THE NOVEL BY

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee

- Blessed art thou among women... - There's no need, Kaziuk.

Don't eat in a hurry, Kaziuk.

And so what, Kaziuk? Is your sour cream good?

- Yes. - And the black pudding?

Not bad too.

And what else would you want?

Tell me, don't be ashamed.

You know it well, God.

Kaziuk, Kaziuk...

Get up, Handzia.

Get up, Handzia, it's dawnin'!

I'd a dream that I was beatin' the children up.

Will we have guests?

Get out.

You won't be guesting in bed.

My heels are itchin' me. And what does that mean?

When hands are itchin', you'll snatch something!

But heels?

It's 'cause you sleep in boots.

Take them off for the night and it won't itch.

Get your clothes on, Ziutek. We'll cut the birchie down.

We'll be back till breakfast!

Hey, don't hide in there, get out!

Don't cry, my birdie. Don't cry.

You'll get a boobie, mommy'll feed you.

My birdie.

Just a minute.

Dad, we've a tree here, so why are we goin' to the forest?

Don't touch this tree, you little shit!

Even if we were to heat with straw!

Why, dad?

'Cause when I was born, granny planted this tree by the corner.

And it grows! Together with me, like a brother.

And if, Heaven forbid, someone cut it down?

I would die!

So all the trees by the houses are brothers?

Brothers.

And sisters.

Dad? And in the forest?

There're also people in the forest, but they're strangers.

So if trees weren't cut down, people wouldn't die?

They wouldn't die.

- So why do they do it?! - How would they heat, cook? How?

But to cut down a tree without any need, or to injure it?

It's a terrible sin.

Slow down, there's a log!

- You've eyes on your back, dad? - Slow down, don't ruin the wheels!

Turn to Brzezinka by the willow!

Dad, look!

God bless you.

God bless you.

How did you pass our waters, swamps?

With God's help, leg by leg.

Slowly.

Where are you from?

I'm from the world.

The world is big...

Many beggars come here, but you haven't been in Taplary yet!

But you... won't chase me away?

Who would chase away a traveller...

God bless you.

Let's go!

- May God be with you! - With you too!

Dad?

Is it true that once God was here on earth?

True. Disguised as a beggar.

He was keeping order!

- And? He punished bad people? - He did.

When he saw a carpenter workin' on Sunday!

Greedy for money, lousy man!

And so what?

He turned him into a woodpecker!

So a woodpecker was a man once?

Or a beaver! It's a fisherman!

He was catching fish, had a whole basket.

A beggar came and asked:

'Give me some fish, I'm hungry'.

Then the fisherman patted his butt and said...

"Here you have a fish, you parasite!"

And he was drunk!

So what?

At once he's got a tail and fur.

And since then he's sittin' around in the boat.

And farts 'cause he's cold.

Jesus!

So there're transformed people everywhere?

Yeah.

The forest hears you, the field sees you.

You can't hide.

Everything is lookin' at you when you steal,

deceive or waste your job.

So we've to live as God ordered us to.

Stop!

Kneel, Ziutek.

No, dad!

- Why are you blubberin'? - 'Cause we're killing someone!

Don't cry, you're not a girl, you're wearing trousers!

Kneel!

Kneel. Your father tells you to.

Raba's calved! Come on, Kaziuk!

What are you talkin' about, she's got a month left!

A month or not a month, but there's a calf!

What the hell is this, a colt?

A cow would bear a colt?

Siwka's with him, like a mother!

Probably a calf!

Go to the cottage, the starveling will snuff out!

Oh, shit!

And what's your stake in this?

Ziutek!

Go for Limpy!

What about milk?

It's good.

God bless you.

God bless you.

Sit down, please!

Someone was beating Raba. That's why she dropped it. Who beat her?

No-one was beating any cow!

Siwka was licking it as if it was hers!

And she was neighing for it, like a mother!

A mare?

What a mare has to do with a calf?

Uncast the spell on the poor calf.

What a case. The spell surely has to be uncast.

Firstly, it's black,

secondly, it's prematurely born.

Thirdly, a mare was licking it.

Firstly...

Secondly...

Thirdly...

I uncast the spell on you, little calf.

Holy Mother...

I see that there's no peace anywhere.

The devil penetrates even this place.

The devil?

From keeping order, my friends...

is God.

He keeps an eye on things.

Like it was at the beginning. Now and always.

And for ever. Amen.

But the devil... Wants to change things.

Improve.

Do you hear me - improve.

It's not enough for him that a cow calves.

He wants it to foal!

What's going to happen with this world?

Cows will foal,

mares will calve, sheep will farrow...

A man will sleep with another man!

A woman with a woman!

Wolves will fly...

Storks will swim.

The sun will rise in the west

and will set in the east!

And God? What will He say?

The thing is

that God is becoming older.

He rests more often.

And the devil? Becomes more pushy.

Every year.

Still new wars begin, here and there.

People are very aggressive today. Still fighting.

But more or less... About what?

It's hard to say.

Their blood is boiling, they go out, then return.

Swindle, thieving...

Whoring

Sodom and Gomorrah...

Kaziuk! Come on, some clerks came!

- Where? - They're on the water.

Come on, Michal!

Some clerks came!

- Where? - They're on the water.

Damn it.

Where are these clerks?

Maybe they're in the machine.

They're at Dunaj's cottage, consulting.

Dad,

so will the wolves fly now?

Shut up, you little shit.

You see - this man is only eating an apple.

Welcome all of you,

those who came and those who drove in here.

This is the delegate from the district.

This is the village-mayor.

And this is the preceptress.

So, the delegate from the district will speak.

Our country flourishes now.

New houses, factories and roads are built.

Everything is going to be only better.

Against this, your Taplary shows itself as a backward village.

Awfully backward!

It cannot be like this anymore, citizens!

Does 'backward' mean that it's good or bad?

- Are you making fun of me, citizen? - No.

I just want to know if we're praised or rebuked.

In a backward village

there is hunger, stench and superstition.

If it smells to you, you're free to go!

I'm sorry if I offended anyone,

but when the whole country starts up to build,

no citizen can stay aside!

- The fatherland is calling! - And what do we have to do with this?

Aren't you a Pole?

- No. - Then who, a German?

No.

Then maybe a Frenchman?

No, not a Frenchman.

Then who are you?

- I'm local. - What?

I'm local, from the swamp.

And where's the swamp, not in Poland?!

The swamp's local, we're local.

Now you'd better say what's your business, clerks!

Why did you come here?

Business?

Comrade, let me answer.

Listen, people from Taplary.

As we all know,

on the hill, under a rock

there lies a buried horse.

A golden horse. Yes or no?

The tail and the foretop are silver!

Let it be silver, but the rest is golden!

No! The hoofs are iron!

Let them be iron, the tail and the foretop silver,

but the rest... is golden.

So you think that the horse is there?

You don't think so?

I don't say that.

OK.

And now let somebody tell me...

how much... for such a golden horse

one can buy

well, let's say, sugar.

How many carriages?

Heaped, with wood or with dung.

A thousand!

And let me tell you that for such a horse

one could buy so much sugar, lard,

jam or sausage

that you wouldn't eat all of it for a hundred years!

Well, gold is expensive.

Right!

And I'm asking you

why wouldn't you dig it out, with shovels?

No-one will tries, 'cause the devil looks after it!

You've got holy water for him!

Actually, people from Taplary it's not the devil you're afraid of,

but it's the fact that you won't find anything in there!

There'll be no telling stories about tidbits,

attires, mansions. Yes.

Who wants to eat to the full and have good clothes...

has to do what the smart ones did before him!

And they live richly today!

Do you know how they started? Huh?

They went to school!

And they had electricity.

We came here in this case.

Mrs. Jola, say something about the school, please.

After Sunday, reading and writing lessons will begin,

compulsory for children from 7 to 14 years old.

Books, exercise books and the blackboard are brought by a boat.

A help concerning desks will be needed and...

A place for me to live in. Because I will stay here with you.

She's a squirt herself and wants to deal with our kids.

And electricity, citizens, means better and easier life.

Using electricity and machines one can thresh, cook, wash shirts...

- And milk the cows. - But what's the use of it for us?

Don't our wives cook well?

Don't they wash our pants with their hands?

Should I turn my wife away to in-laws? And who will be in bed with me?

A machine?

People, what's up with you?!

Do you really want to live in these rushes like ducks?!

Do you want your children...

to be a laughing-stock in front of the country and the world?

Go on, citizens.

If someone wants to say something, say it aloud.

Why are you sittin' like that?

Kaziuk, what is it?

- Kaziuk. - What?

Did you feed the animals?

Yes.

And gave the calf to drink?

It'd be better to stay in bed all the time.

Where's the second one?! I found them yesterday!

Maybe it was you who drunk the egg, huh?

Get off me, will you!

When some milk, sugar or lard is gone,

they at once say it's me!

It's OK, dad!

She must've laid it somewhere outside!

Here it is! This one!

A little fox?

Don't be angry, we'll find it somewhere in the branches.

In the branches, in the branches.

No way, we've to move it.

And what are you looking for, huh?

You'd better get to work!

In leaves, huh?

Am I a mole or what?

Jesus...

You broke the egg!

Why are you moaning, fool?

I hate women crying, damn it!

You should get your ass beaten up too!

What do you want, you lousy, rotten mongrel!

You too, damn it?!

It's not a big thing, a few hits on the back...

Good Raba.

Kaziuk, we decided that the preceptress will stay at your place.

Hello.

At my place?

- If not, where then? - At your place.

- There'll be a classroom at my place. - Then at Limpy's!

There's no place to sleep!

Then you'll sleep with your wife and there'll be some place!

With my wife? She'd have to sleep on my limp!

- Then keep the limp turned to the room! - Keep in in the air?! I won't stand it.

Then put the limp on a stool!

Kaziuk, sleeping the whole night on one side?

Who'd stand it?

Put your head in the place of legs after a few hours...

and the side will be switched!

And the limp'll be on the stool again.

No use in turning the limp while you've an empty room!

The window is broken there!

- So set a new pane! - Where am I to take it from?

Don't worry, there'll be a new pane!

Szymon, bring the lady in!

Man, you'll get 100 zloties!

- 100 zloties for a year? - Man, for a month!

Damn it. So much money...

Hello.

This is the preceptress. She'll live here with you.

In here..?

This is Kaziuk's Handzia!

It's nice to meet you.

And this is your room.

May I?

Please, come in!

Have you made it yourself?

It's nice.

- Really? - Yes, it's very nice!

I've made this.

- Aren't you hungry? - Don't ask, Handzia, make some eggs!

Kaziuk, come here for a moment.

Don't be so generous!

The worst thing is... Where will she go?

Where? By the barn!

Is it right that an official'll put her ass out on the wind?

Then let her shit in her suitcase!

Kaziuk, a little building would be useful.

I won't waste planks for this!

Dear God.

What's going on?

Oh, everyone's on their feet.

- Hello! - Hello.

I'm going to make a list of students.

Maybe you'll drink something?

With pleasure.

Ziutek.

Come here. You'll be the first one on the list.

Your forename is Jozef. And the surname?

Kaziukow.

Your father's forename is Kazik, but what's your surname?

What is it?

Say it!

Ba? Ba?

Bartoszko!

They say Bartoszko, but in fact it's Bartosz!

Mr. Kazimierz, how did the priest write it...

when you were getting married?

Bartosz, I think.

I think it was... Bartoszko.

Kazimierz and Hanna Bartoszko!

Don't you have any documents?

There's something.

Kazimierz... Bartoszewicz!

Bartoszewicz?

I've been living with him for so long...

and I thought he's Kaziuk, but he's Bartoszewicz!

So?

Bartoszewicz Jozef.

Is this little shit worth your workbook and time, madam?

He'll surely be a good pupil.

But couldn't you... By pulling strings...

Wriggle him out of this school?

By pulling strings he'll even be more in it!

Come on, Ziutek, you'll be my guide.

Bartoszewicz!

Is it Easter that you scour the planks?

The lady washed hers, they'd get dirty from ours.

A guide. What a bighead!

It's too much fuss about her.

PRIMARY SCHOOL IN TAPLARY

A carpenter works with wood, a blacksmith works with iron.

What other professions do you know?

Yes?

But these are trades!

Ziutek!

Come here!

Show me the workbook.

- It's a notebook, dad. - It's a workbook!

Niebozko Grzegorz has always written in a workbook.

It isn't a good job.

Letters have to be straight, like sheaves!

Then write it yourself, dad.

Will you?

I won't spoil your workbook.

Then write on a plank.

I'll waste the pencil then.

Write on the snow, with a stick!

OK, give me a stick.

Dad...

What's written here?

Now I'm writing, not reading.

When Niebozko Grzegorz was writing, he wasn't talking!

But dad...

What's written here?

You'll see. Only important things are written here.

You don't write just anything.

It's written here:

Praised be Jesus Christ.

What are you playing?

Dad, read it! Let the lady hear it too.

Dad!

It's written here:

Praised be Jesus Christ.

My name is Kazimierz Bartoszewicz.

My dad's name is Jozef.

My wife's name is Handzia.

Mare's name's Siwka, cow's name's Raba,

bitch's name's Muszka.

And me? What about me?

About you:

My first son's name is Jozef.

Like my dad.

My son is very lazy.

No, dad!

I don't rake the hay, I don't do the harvesting...

Ziutek, stop it! It's not everything.

Ziutek is a good boy. He's obedient.

He'll eat everything, with sauce and without.

And what more is there?

It's written:

There're birches in the forest, fish in the river.

The sun rises and sets. Winter is cold, summer is hot.

Oh. Winter is cold, summer is hot. That's true!

You don't write just anything.

Writing isn't like talking.

- Kaziuk? - What?

I'm pregnant again.

What?

I'm pregnant.

- Hello. - Hello!

What was that you were singing in the morning, Mrs. Hania?

[some religious song]

It's matins!

Ziutek!

Don't fidget!

Either watching or shaving.

And how old are you, grandfather? Sixty, seventy?

I'm older. I don't count anymore, but I see by my nails I'm older.

My nails grew into my legs.

Are your parents alive, miss?

- Yes, they're alive. - They must be officials.

Not exactly.

Mama works in a shop, father in a printing-house.

They must be well educated!

Grzegorz Niebozko could read so fast, like someone was chasing him!

And why didn't you stay with your parents, miss?

I wish I lived other way.

More world, more air.

Isn't enough of world in here? And enough of air?

We'll find you a bachelor,

you'll bear him children, feed the pigs, milk the cows.

You're smart, you'll quickly learn how to deal with pigs.

Would anyone like me?

Not one keeps looking at you through the curtain!

But I've no dowry.

Apart from dowry, you're so thin, miss!

Don't worry, dad, she'll be here for a while,

eat some potatoes and get bigger.

Of course she'll get bigger, but because of potatoes?

The sun is up, it's time to kneel.

Maybe you'll pray wil us, huh?

Me?

With you?

You're like a family to us, miss!

A parcel from the department.

- From the federation, for the new home. - Thank you very much.

And from me... This.

And what is it?

Cape of Good Hope. Of course.

I'm Zbyszek.

I'm Jola.

And why are you puffed up, huh? You're a village-mayor?

Earth is round.

How can it be round, you can see yourself it isn't round!

It's round, dad, but a man is small and can't see it bends.

We were at the river and nothing bends in there!

It doesn't bend further either!

The lady says that if a man walked straight all the time,

he wouldn't reach any end of the world,

but return to the same place he started from.

Yeah.

I'll go through the gate,

- And return throught the field? - Yes.

It's the same with a louse.

If it was going straight, it'd be like that:

from the top of the head, near the ear, under the chin,

near the latter ear and it's on the top again!

But a man would come off in here and fall down!

Kaziuk Dunajuk asked the same question and the lady said

that she knows a man who toured the earth like that and he didn't come off.

And he's alive?

Yes. I'll go now, goodbye.

What?! It's not a place for jokes!

The lady taught me so.

- What?! - I'll tell her!

You won't threaten me, you squirt!

You won't make fun of your father and uncle!

You got your tongue stuck?!

This way he won't forget it.

What are you plotting in front of my house?

The angles are measured.

Whose angles?

Now those of the Jurczak family, I guess.

The pipe is aimed that way.

And what do you want from our angles, engineer, huh?

Will you have a smoke?

We measure how the road runs, where it turns.

- And what do you want it for? - For the plans.

Surely they want to push the elecrticity in!

Not at all!

You must be the delegate! The one with a dry arm.

I don't know anything!

OK, we'll see.

But be careful with this...

So that's what your plans look like...

Nice couple.

Jesus, six plates!

Six spoons, six knives and six forks!

Holy Mother! Thank you, miss!

No problem, Mrs. Hania.

Kyrie Eleison! Eggs.

Christe Eleison! Meat!

Oh, Holy Mother...

Onion!

The first course: vegetable soup.

Please, sit down.

Kaziuk, sit down!

We'll try it your way!

Sit with us!

No, I'll be the hostess today, at least.

If you don't like the soup, maybe let's eat the main dish.

Main shit!

Kaziuk..!

Silence!

Replace me, Mrs. Hania.

Get the bowl.

Pour it!

Remember, I don't want to see these plates again!

It smells, these...

Get the potatoes.

And put this meat into cabbage! It will do for a month!

Couldn't we once try like other people eat?

Are we lousy or something?

That everyone's got a separate trough!

Every cow needs to have its own trough,

or they won't let each other eat.

People aren't cattle, they live together,

work together, so we eat together!

And you, Ziutek, remember: no more school!

Cross yourselves.

I don't like shitty work!

You want such a little one in a pot?

It's good for planting!

You see!

You've got work here like God ordered.

Other squirts are wasting time with the preceptress.

But they've got a radio in there!

What radio?

It's a box with electricity and battery! It talks like real people!

Electricity...

Hey, Kaziuk! Dig nearer the rock!

To have it fallen on my head?!

And so what?

The whole gold just for two people?

Will you dig very deep?

You think the horse is here?

- Probably not... - The village-mayor said it was here!

- The village-mayor said it wasn't here! - How's that?

He said one can have a thousand carriages of sugar for it!

- Heaped ones! - It's your turn now.

What're you doin' here? Go back to the potatoes!

Watch out, Antek, you'll dig your way to hell!

One can't see the tail in there!

- He's pulling him with that weed! - You're makin' a fool of me?!

Give me jam! Sausage!

Sugar, give me sugar! Jam!

My birdie!

What a pretty citizen is growing up for us.

Soon we'll have a new student!

Once again.

One... And two...

I wanted to congratulate you, Mr. Kazik.

Him? Why?

- Because of that digging on the hill. - They didn't dig out anything.

I know, but I wish you courage.

All men were digging.

But it was you who made the first step.

You think it's better for me without this horse.

It's better, since now you know the truth.

And what for?

In the autumn we'll bury the potatoes in this hole.

Good evening, I came to Mrs. Jola, may I?

- Please, come in, she's at home. - Wait a minute!

How did you come through our swamps on this?

With difficulty, but in a month or two...

Why is that?

Don't you know about the drainage?

What the hell is that?

The swamps will be dried, the road will be built...

Jola, it's me!

A fianc�! At last the girl has a bachelor.

Dear Hania, make scrambled eggs for two and give me two mugs.

Oh! They'll drink!

Bloody hell! Now it'll begin!

Thieves, tramps... Every shit'll crowd in here!

I've to tell Dunaj.

Kaziuk!

I know you're here!

Come! I've to talk to you.

Get out, you cow.

Shh! Come.

We've to do something with the window, until people don't laugh at it.

Did they see somethin' to laugh at?

The whole windowpane is broken. It's a shame.

Why am I to go there?!

Because of this! I found it by the window.

Jesus! Kaziuk, they attacked our lady!

Is that true?

Yes, Mr. Kazik, someone was peeping at me from the tree.

He even climbed the tree!

Yes, I heard how he fell.

Perhaps this pig left those traces!

Maybe someone peeped at me every evening.

How about cutting off the latter branch? It'd be brighter in the house.

And no pigs would peep.

What..?

The latter branch?

OK...

I'll do it in a minute... Ziutek! The saw, the ax, quickly!

Mr. Kazik, it'd be a waste, really!

Nothing's a waste now, the swamp or the tree!

Holy Mother...

Dad!

Dad! Michal!

- What is it? Is there a fire? - It's Kaziuk!

What the hell is about Kaziuk?!

- Where's the fire? - Save Kaziuk!

Holy Mother...

What's going to happen..?

Pull it!

Dad, it's your brother! Your brother!

Shut up, you little shit.

- Don't cut off the holy tree! - It's as holy as a shit!

- Kaziuk, you stupid! - Get out.

Get out, or there will be blood!

I won't kill, I won't!

Hold the saw or I'll beat you to death!

Bloody hell, pull it!

They're cutting off the father! An ax for a brother. Kyrie Eleison!

Miss Jola, please do something, forbid him, please!

Miss won't forbid. She likes when it's bright.

It'll be bright without the tree!

Kaziuk!

Did you dig the potatoes?

Yes.

Did dad help?

Dad's insulted, he works with Michal's family.

Oh, my God. What a mess.

And what're you doing there? Cross yourself and get out!

- Why should I cross myself? - Do what I say!

Dad? Why do I cross yourself in the mirror with a left hand?

In a mirror everything goes the other way round.

Dad? So why ain't I upside down in the mirror?

Ask your lady, you little shit.

She'll tell you, why you aren't upside down.

Get out!

- Good morning. Can I stay? - Sit down.

So once again: six times six equals thirty-six.

- Kaziuk... - What?

- Are the animals fed? - Dad fed them.

Dad's sleeping at Michal's place.

Everything hurts me.

It's hard for me too.

Come on.

- Kaziuk, what're you talkin' about? - Come on.

- I can't be done like that. - It can be.

I've never done this like that...

Then you'll start, come on! - No, Kaziuk...

Why're you crying, stupid?

I don't know, you're so...

She turns on and then turns her ass away.

Dad, look, how many fish we've catched!

How?

With bare hands!

Where?

- At Mazur's arm. - Vistula's arm?

It turned into a pond.

My God...

Oh! So many fish!

So much scaling to do!

Go fetch the wood!

Hold her for a minute.

Don't worry, Hania.

I'll be here for a day or two, I'll help you with everything.

- What? Are you leaving? - Yes.

Holidays, at last!

But not for good? You'll be back in autumn?

I don't know yet.

Maybe I'll go to another place.

But I'll drop here for sure!

Maybe by the road, by car?

By the road, by car.

Drainage, huh? Bloody hell!

But Mr. Kazik, thanks to drainage you'll have more meadows.

Thanks to the road...

What do you know about our roads, our meadows?!

How many times we'd to go around!

- And what about you? - You're sick, lay down!

What about you?! What do you live for?

Once here, once there, with this or that guy!

Where are your children? Your land, cows, pigs, hens?

Where is your river, your house, tree?

Where is the tree?!

If you don't return in autumn, there'll be no school?

There'll be school.

Six times eight?

Forty-eight.

Bravo!

There'll be a church fair on St Anna's day.

Will you come?

I'll come.

We got this for you, miss, for the trip!

For the trip? I'd have to tour around the world!

Go and tour! As long as you return to us.

I'll take her to the station.

But Dunaj chose me to do it!

She lived in my place and I'll take her.

Kaziuk! You're ill.

Get out of here, or..!

- Or what?! - OK, Antek! Kaziuk will take miss.

And you?!

- To miss! I've got a business. - What business you can have?

It's important!

You can have important business with Jalozka!

I'd give it to you miss and you'd bring me a cap instead!

You greedy man!

He's got a black palate, it's a good dog!

Will bite everyone, not allow bad people in the house!

Go away, you fool!

Don't cry, Hania. There's no need.

Is that good? Roam from one place to another.

Isn't it better to stay in one place?

There's no need to talk about it. It's so nice in here, so green.

Stop.

Mr. Kazik.

Rest for a moment. Please.

What was the use of it?

Someone else could have taken me to the station.

And now...

You suffer because of me again.

Someone else?!

Handzia!

Do I see it right?

It seems that Kaziuk's hammering a scythe!

Get out of here.

Do you more or less know what you're doing?

Why is he doing that?

Haying is done, what's left to be scythed?

Dad, you know it well what's to be scythed in here.

Kaziuk!

You want to do the harvesting with a scythe?

Jesus Christ! Rye with a scythe!

What will people say?

Go with a scythe between the sickles?

Kaziuk.

Maybe you're not hammering, but only clattering.

Just like that, huh? Kaziuk.

We'll finish harvesting in a half of time.

With a scythe!

- Jesus Christ! Don't do it! - Get out, dad!

Kaziuk, you want my death! Michal!

Get out!

Respect the father!

Kaziuk!

The scythe brings death!

Get out, you scoundrel!

Handzia!

Don't gather it! You see he's crazy!

Right, don't gather it!

- The preceptress did something to him! - Don't gather it, Handzia!

You don't sleep with her, you won't tell her what to do!

Handzia, Ziutek, get to work!

See?

We scythed two times more than they had.

Kaziuk...

- I've got only one month left... - And so what?

People turn their back on us. I hope nothing bad will happen...

Don't worry.

People aren't stupid, they've got their eyes.

Kaziuk.

Listen, Kaziuk.

Don't be greedy.

Leave that scythe, go back to sickles.

Get up, Handzia, go back to work.

How one can act like this...

My God...

Ziutek!

Listen, Kaziuk. Why did you spoil our harvest?

I spoilt it? I don't touch your harvest.

We do the harvest together.

Everyone uses a sickle, but you alone slashed with a scythe.

God didn't forbid scythe.

But not for rye. Rye can't be scythed with a scythe!

It will be scythed!

Say it at once, you think we're morons!

Did I say you're morons?!

Then why did you insult us? Why didn't you mow with us?

People, it wasn't for an insult! I wanted it to be better!

- To be better? Or to be faster? - Is work about being fast?

It is, bloody hell! Dad and Michal were mowing with sickles...

and didn't make a half of what I've done!

- A half? - The same amount!

- More! - Two times more!

What is it, are you blind?!

Blind? We'll see who's blind!

Kaziuk, what are you doing?!

Get out, you bastards! Get out or I'll kill you!

Michal!

Kaziuk!