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NIGHT TRAIN

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Look where you're going !

Excuse me.

The ladies are only seeing us off.

Excuse me. I've forgotten my sleeper reservation.

Thank you very much.

What are you waiting for?

Excuse me, I'm very tired.

I can't let you in without it.

I'll buy another if I have to.
I have to leave today.

What was the number of your berth?

First class. I can't remember the number.

Get on, maybe somebody will be late for the train.

That will certainly be me.

"Evening News", "Literary News", water!

"Express", please.

And one for me.

All aboard !

it's your lucky day.

Here's my ticket.

Berth no. 15 or 16.

Which do you want?

The whole compartment is free?

I will give the other berth to another passenger.

I'd rather be alone.

The train is quite crowded.

I'll pay for both berths.

As you wish.

I'll issue the tickets later.

Don't bother. I won't need them.

Where should I wake you?

Before we reach Hel.

Excuse me.

My sincere apologies.

You must have gotten a wrong compartment.

Did I?

I was going to say exactly the same to you.

This is my bag and I have a ticket for this berth.

The upper one, actually, but that's rather immaterial.

I don't care. We'll see.

Excuse me.

That's interesting.

is it?

Excuse me, I was just reading your paper.

Yesterday, it was a minor note
and here's a whole column about it today.

Are you a journalist?

No, but I once hoped I could become one.

I read a lot though.
Here's the story I had in mind.

Further details of yesterday's murder.

Yesterday it seemed it was a burglar who did it.

But now they're certain the husband was the killer.

And why people get married?

it's weird that he ran away though.

My experience shows that such murderers. . .

. . . either commit suicide
or give themselves up to the police.

The strain, you see.

But this one ran away. . .

Your tickets, please.

How did you get on without showing it to me?

I don't quite follow. . .

How did you get past me?

You were busy,
taking tickets from others, so I simply. . .

it isn't simple at all.

This isn't yours. Can't you see this letter "M"?

So what? The number of the berth is correct.

But this compartment is for men only.

I didn't know that. Some man sold me the ticket.

Well, you can't travel here. Those are the regulations.

You'll have to get out of here. Passengers are waiting.

No, madam.

I paid for the berth and I am not leaving.

My pillow's missing.

For the last time, please, leave the compartment!

Should I wait until this lady makes up her mind?

I'll be with you now.
in the meantime, please, pack your luggage.

What a nerve!

What happened there?

A young woman in a compartment for men only!

That gentleman's? Yours, by any chance?

Yes. But of course the conductor is a woman as well. . .

Congratulations.

Excuse me?

Birds of a feather.

You're either joking, or you know nothing about women.

I'm not complaining.

What'll happen now?

Nothing. She'll have to leave.

Where to?

You can always let her have your berth.

But one berths is empty so what's the problem?

Well, if there's an empty berth. . .

So you're asking for trouble.

As you wish, I'll fetch the inspector immediately.

Maybe we can avoid blowing this out of proportion.

Oh, you don't know me. . .

I've had enough.

Please, drop the whole matter.

if you wish. . .

if you're such a stickler for the rules. We can change.

Strictly speaking, the top berth is mine.

Thank you.

I'll bring the paper back right away.

No problem, I have read it already.

Just a moment.

Can I help you?

Thank you, I'm fine.

What a pity.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Are you going far?

Quite far.

To the seaside?

Yes.

So am I.

Where are the sandwiches, honey?

in the suitcase.

Which one?

The grey one.

I can't find them.

Excuse me.

Let's say a murderer confesses on his deathbed. . .

. . .so he's welcome in heaven?

You simplify everything.

But I don't! . Let's suppose I lay dying. . .

. . .and confess to you that I committed adultery.

While a criminal. . .

What criminal?

Let's say the one from today's paper -

. . . admits he killed his wife.

So we both meet in paradise?

No, you both meet at the Last Judgment.

Well. . .

The Lord judgeth human sins.

The shedding of blood is the severest of crimes.

it's a crime against one of the commandments.

And as such it should requires the most severe penance.

if looks could kill, I'd be dead already.

Nonsense.

What's up? it's forbidden.

Let me fetch the key.

Thank you. Please, hand this to that young lady. . .

Which one?

. . .in the sweater with the low neckline on the back.

Oh, I know her.

Can't I come in?

No, you can't.

"if you don't come out at once. . .

. . .I'll derail the train. I love you."

That's for you.

Excuse me.

May I help you?

No, I'll be fine.

Maybe after all?

No, thank you.

Handkerchief, please.

Head up.

Tears will wash out the rest.

Are you crying?

Not any longer.

Please, forgive me. I was quite rude earlier.

But I wanted to be on my own.

So did I.

We both failed.

We did.

Shall we light a pipe of peace?

I forgot my cigarettes as well.

Here you are.

4 and 8 make 12, plus 5 it makes 17.
Odd again. it's bad.

Fortune-telling?

More of an addiction.

Everyone catches it sooner or later.

After the first failure.

if the number is even things may change for the better.

And then it becomes a reflex action.

Excuse me.

Let's drop it.

We're going on holidays and that's all that matters.

isn't it?

I'm not going on holidays.

A new job?

You can say so.

On the coast?

Yes.

You're not a fisher, are you?.

No, I don't think so.

Now we're chatting like typical passengers on a train.

I could be a meteorologist, for example.

You disapprove of this line of work?

Not really. But it's hardly a serious profession.

Why?

Because you can't really forecast anything.

Uncover your legs!

I'm losing my mind.

Have you ever visited a morgue?

Never.

What was I talking about?

You are quite shaken.

Actually, you should be afraid of me.

Are you?

I don't think so.

I will buy you biscuits.

Leave it. You won't make it back.

But you asked for biscuits.

Have you made up your mind?

Have you?

Do you want to start the argument again?

No, I want to conclude it.

Please, don't go.

Get off the train with me.

I said no, once and for all.

Why not? Why?

What was in that letter?

Let's not talk about it, please.

You didn't intend to go anywhere.

Why did you tell me you were alone?

Who sent you that letter?

Why are you this way?

I've already told you why.

Could you lend me a few zlote?
They have no change here.

Here is your chocolate.

Here you are.

Thank you.

Can I have this packet of biscuits?

Hurry up, please, the train is about to leave.

You want some apples?

How much?

I'll pay you back right away
when we get back to carriage.

Would you like some too?

No, thank you.

Nice old woman.

Your companion is flirting.

The boy is not that bad-looking.

Long legs, slightly bent. Should be a good dancer.

But it's not my type. Do you like dancing?

I don't know.

I'll be coming at every station. Until you agree.

Listen, don't follow me. Let me be.

After all that we shared?

We shared nothing.

Nothing?!? Do you mean it?

The two weeks spent together meant nothing?

We were so happy together!

Let go.

Why did you come to the bloody lakes!

Let go. People are looking.

Damn it!

You're hurting me.

Couldn't you make up your mind earlier?

At the last moment. Do you want to pay a fine?

Leave me alone! I'm not a child.

I've seen many big men like
you with their legs cut off.

Will this place be free?

Yes, well, I don't know.

What happened?

I dropped my bracelet.

Here it is. You bent it.

I hit my wrist while closing the window.

Show me your hand.

I'm fine.

it must hurt.

You loved so much.

Whom?

The man for whom you cut your wrists.

You have a romantic imagination.

She was 18, he was much older.

He wouldn't or couldn't leave his wife and family.

And she wouldn't understand that.

Why are you telling me that?

it's just a banal story.

What do you want from me?

You are still in love with him.

No, I am not! I don't love anybody! I don't want to.

Excuse me. I just wanted to return your money.

it's nothing.

Thank you once more.

I think that funny apple-woman took us for a couple.

We must look as if we were married. Funny, isn't it?

Come to me.

Go back to your compartment.

Don't overdo it. You know I'm unpredictable.

if you don't come here, I'll jump.

No!

Why are you doing this? Why can't we be together?

if you want it I'll go with you all the way.
Nothing keeps me here.

Leave me!

How could you do it!

I won't repeat that. Come here.

You're a slut.

A whore!

That was the best holiday I ever had.

You will excuse me.

We're chatting just to kill the time.
As people do on a train.

Turn around, please.

You'll get soot in your eyes again.

I don't know what I am to do.

I'm meeting him tomorrow.

I want him to pay for all the pain I suffered.

I don't even know your name.

May I?

I'm terribly sorry, but you forgot your money.

Thank you.

Someone might have taken it.
I'm sorry I disturbed you.

That's great. How moving.

Now they'll be imagining a romantic adventure.

A sleeper. . . Night. . .

The train thundering into the unknown. . .

A man and a woman. . .

A romantic adventure.

You see, that's just my bad luck.

Aren't you coming to bed?

Give me a minute. I'm not sleepy yet.

You always fuss.
You know I can't sleep if you're not in bed.

We're not at home now.

How long will it take? 5, 10 minutes?

15.

All right. But close the door, please.

Tickets please.

What about you? Your ticket, please.

I don't have a ticket.

So you jump on a moving train without a ticket?

What's your destination?

I don't know.

I have no time for jokes. Where to?

I don't know.

What you mean, you don't know?

I mean exactly that.

Can you deal with it outside?

People are trying to sleep.

Come with me.

So where do I make the ticket out for?

Wherever you like. I don't care.

There's no such station.

But I really don't care.

Give it a thought, then.

I'll be right back.

Won't you find a free seat?

Today? it's the holidays!

Good evening.

Can I get a beer?

Just a second.

You can lie down now. Your bed is ready.

Good night.

I've settled them all down at last.

Got a 100 from him? You're doing well.

it is very crowded at your end?

You've had your hair done. . .

Sit down. You're on your feet all night long.

it's the varicose veins that bother me the most.

I should get holidays but I can't before the autumn.

That's the kind who always get
holidays at the right season.

You look really pretty today.

Are you admiring the view? it's a beautiful night.

A starry sky.

No rings around the moon. That guarantees fine weather.

is it really so? That's most auspicious.

What bright sparks.

Pure poetry.

They're like glow-worms.

Nicely put.

One shouldn't sit down to a good meal alone,

spend a wakeful night or travel without company.

Or be one's own sole counsellor.

Even the humblest travelling companion brings blessing.

A small crab once saved his companion,
a Brahmin, from a viper.

That's nice. What made you think of it?

You forced me to think about you.

And I remembered an old indian tale.

How strange. . . with my bad memory.

I forget everything very quickly.

That's good. You'll forget about this all too.

So you're a meteorologist. What actually do you do?

I foretell the future.

A witch then. Good or bad?

You can try me.

I'd be afraid. You would know too much about me.

You see. That's why there's
no point in fortune-telling.

Why don't you finish your indian tale. . .

. . . of the little crab that saved the Brahmin.

The end of the corridor, on the right.

On the right. . .

Aren't you going to lie down yet?

I can't, father.

Those berths one above the other are just like bunks.

And I spent four years in Buchenwald.

No, thank you.

The reverend father is an old man.

He's 83.

He himself said this would be his last. . .

. . . pilgrimage to Our Lady at Czestochowa.

Your Honour, the prosecution
called my client a murderer.

As a man and a lawyer
I cannot accept this definition of his crime.

Article 225 par. 1 talks of a premeditated act. . .

. . . planned long in advance and having in view. . .

. . . material gains.
Would you say that my client's actions. . .

. . . qualify under this heading?

No, a thousand times no!
The evidence so far has shown. . .

. . . that the accused acted under great strain. . .

. . . and he was clearly under extreme provocation.

This, as you know, is covered by par.2, article 225.

I maintain that the charge
can at most be manslaughter. . .

. . . and certainly not murder.

Now let us examine the actual crime.

Jurors, let us examine it like fellow human beings. . .

. . . who recognize provocation,
sympathise with emotion. . .

Yes. . .

if I handled the case right
they would start crying at this point.

Emotions are in fashion today.
Everyone's mad about them somehow.

I often read about such trials in the newspapers.

That would be perfect for me.

instead I have to stick to mortgage registers.

A trial like that. . . Do you understand?

I don't.

One can't even talk to you. Put out the light.

Crying again, I guess.

Are you asleep?

Should I switch the light off?

No.

You want to talk?

That's good.

You smoke a lot.

I do. For a few hours.

Would you like a cigarette?

Not now, thank you.

You'll relax by the seaside.

I wish.

You don't know how to smile.

I wouldn't be so sure. Do you enjoy laughing?

Very much.

So do I, but I can't quite manage it.

it's not true that you still love him.

I just don't know.

Where are you hiding now?

Me?

You were far away for a while.

You really are a clairvoyant.

We've never stopped here before.

They're heading towards us.

Get up quickly. There's an inspection.

This is the sleeping-car?

Good.

What happened?

Let me look at your plan.

The plan? Here you are.

Who is it?

it's the conductor. Please open the door.

Step back. You occupy berth no. 16?

That's right. What is it?

Hands, please.

is that your case?

Can you tell me what's going on?

Quiet, people are asleep.
You should know it best. Your iD!

I've forgotten about it too.

Please, come outside.

Get dressed !

But why?

Hurry up and don't argue.

You know who you shared the compartment with?

He's a murderer.

He murdered his wife. You ask them.

You were lucky. You can't tell with a man like that.

What happened?

What are you doing here? Go back to bed.

I suffer from insomnia.

insomnia is not an excuse. Please disperse.

Gentlemen!

What happened?

They caught that murderer.

That guy in shades. He was in there with the girl.

Come with us, please.

Have they taken him away?

They've arrested the murderer.

it was the one in shades.

Did he resist?

No, he went quietly.

One would think you'd be safe here.

One is never safe.

How did they catch him?

How did they find him?

They must have been on his trail.

Who'd have thought. . .

You think so, father? So why the shades?

And the argument about the compartment?

He wanted to be alone.

He was weird. Didn't look you in the eye.

And what happened to the girl?

She went back to the compartment.

Perhaps she fainted?

Not these days.

But it was a shock. We should make sure.

I don't know what it's all about.
it's a misunderstanding.

I left my papers in a hurry in the hospital.

You may be innocent, but we have our orders.

Who's the lady travelling with you?

I don't know.

Did the corporal check?

Did you check the lady's papers?

Which one?

The one travelling with the prisoner.

I received no such orders.

What do you want?

Have you been standing here long?

Police got on at the last station.

Did you come to tell me that?

Do you have a cigarette?

You need one badly?

Excuse me, you asked about berth no. 16, didn't you?

Where have you been?

I had ticket for no. 16.
This gentleman let me have the lower berth.

I bought that ticket from a man. . .

. . .who's travelling in the next car.

What man?

The one who sold me the ticket for berth no. 16.

I had this berth. Ask the conductor.

That's right. This lady had no. 16.

I only just realized when I saw him. . .

And why did you leave
the sleeping-car in the first place?

Does it matter? The man you want is in the next car.

Go and check.

Let's go.

He's in there.

Where's the man who was sitting in the corner?

He left the compartment.

Where did he go?

How should I know?

What's the matter?

Fetch the sergeant.

You know what he looks like. Come along with me.

You never know. . .

He's gone.

Didn't I say so?

You stay here.

You go first.

Where are you going?

To see.

Excuse me.

Can't you make less noise?

We're full, can't you see?
Why do you turn on the light?

We are on a pilgrimage. Switch off the light.

Don't touch it. it's a sculpture.

What is going on?

They're searching for a murderer. He's on the train.

Let me pass.

Andrzej, don't go.

Leave me alone.

Be careful. He might have a gun.

Did a man run this way?

He did, a moment ago.

What are you doing ! You'll get killed !

Help!

Someone's lying here, in the corridor.

Hania! What happened?

Maybe she needs water? Water, please.

What's going on?

Someone hit her.

He's running away. Stop him!

What are you doing !

Madam! Madam!

You won't get me! No!

So you want to murder us, do you?

Get up!

He has fainted.

Sir, take me closer.

is it far from here to Alisinice?

About 2 kilometres.

I must have a look.

He's covered in blood.

Are they taking him away?

You see? He's handcuffed.

Let's go.

Not yet.

Take him away!

Get up.

What should I do now?

You can leave. We'll deal with him ourselves.

Please get back on the train. We're already late.

it was the first time I've seen a real murderer.

Who caught him? You did?

You were the first after him.

How muddy you are. And I lost a shoe.

I guess they'll hang him.

So you ran after him too? Who caught him first?

Only one guy beat me to it. By a split second.

Let's go.

Have they taken him away already?

I didn't even see you leave the train.

I had to stay here and guard the carriage.

Can't you see her?

She can't sit still.
She goes to all the boxing matches.

Where are you going?

I must have a word with a friend.

impossible. The compartments aren't locked.
I am responsible.

it won't be a minute.

You can call her through the window.

I saw the murderer, you know.

Just look at yourself!

I'm fine. What an experience!

What a sight you are. You're getting quite unbearable.

Where's your shoe?

I lost it.

A new pair and you've already lost one.

Here goes the other. All he cares about are shoes.

Just like children.

Excuse me, I think I found the other shoe.

Thank you.

Wait for me.

You might have been left behind.
I lost count. You left so fast.

All aboard !

Get in! You seem quite
determined to end up in hospital.

You can't act normally. What a man.

Look there, on the hill.

They're taking him away.

it's a pity you didn't catch him.
it would be an appropriate ending.

A kind of symbolic rehabilitation.

The innocent suspect catches the real criminal.

After all, for a time you were the murderer.

Don't go yet. You're the hero of tonight's events.

You won't get me!

Today a patient of mine died on the operating table.

Eighteen years old girl.
She jumped from some top floor window.

I did all I could, but it was hopeless.

I finished operating fifteen
minutes before the departure.

I'm human, not a machine, after all.
I had three operations today. That was the last.

Unsuccessful. . .

Tomorrow at five?

if you insist. . .

We'll be on holidays, after all.

Maybe you're right. Good night.

Good night!

I can't sleep anyway. Not after all this.

Some will stay up tonight, others tomorrow.

Have got a compress by any chance?

I only have peroxide.

it should do.

it won't show on your wedding-day.

Not mine for sure.

I'm quite sure to remain a bachelor.

You think so?

it's better that way.

Thank you.

Let me have it back in the morning.

Thank you.

Good night.

Good morning. Did you have a good night?

Time to start waking up.

We're almost there.

Excuse me.

What's going on?

The sun's shining.

That's impossible. Would you believe it? I fell asleep.

When I received his letter.
I took the first train without thinking.

I don't know why I undertook the journey.

I thought of revenge, of killing him.

He's not much older than me.
He has no wife or children.

We could have been happy.

But things turned differently.

He's madly ambitious.

He was always searching for something.
Afraid of anonymity.

He called it the disease of our times.

He used my feelings only as a mirror.

Searching there for an image of himself,
confirmation of his self-esteem.

Perhaps he was right.

Nobody wants to love. Everybody wants to be loved.

Will he be at the station?

I don't know. I guess he will,
but it no longer matters.

I'm quite alone now, but really happy.

Very happy.

is that the station?

My wife is waiting for me on the platform.

Goodbye.

You remember? You won't forget?

Honey!

Why does it take so long?

Thank you.

Does it still hurt?

Does any of you happen to have yesterday's paper?

Thanks. I slept through the night. . .

Madam.

I've lost my bracelet.

Let me help you.

Your pyjamas.

What a night! Not one you would quickly forget.

You want to get out on the beach side?
I'll open the door.

Happy holidays!

Open the door!

All the other passengers have already gotten out.

Janusz! We overslept. Get dressed.

Authoring - Wojciech Janio
Menu design - Juliusz Wojciechowski

Subtitles:
Translation - Krzysztof Fordonski
Synchronization - Ewa Jankowska