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- Are you rolling? Can I start? - Yes.

One, two. One, two.

What I'm about to say...

will shock the world.

Lucyna...

Lady Love...

was lousy in bed.

She could cook and manage money.

And she could punch like a man.

Start with telling us who you are

and what your relationship with the suspect is.

My name is Klaus Baron.

I'm a film producer.

And Lady Love's ex-husband.

I created her.

Gentlemen.

This is Lucyna.

Karl. Dmitry.

Have a seat.

Lucyna is from Poland.

Where in Poland?

A Russki?

Easy there, doll.

I don't bite.

But I do.

Dmitry is my guest, be nice.

I'm not a hooker.

I need to use the bathroom.

Lucyna! Lucy Love!

Lucy Love! Can I have an autograph?

Of course, cutie.

What's your name?

Thomas.

I was bored back then.

Nothing excited me, nothing turned me on.

I guess I was tired of all the fucking, of all the porn.

I wanted to make a real movie. With a real woman.

A woman like Lucyna.

Maybe she was the mantis I'd been waiting for.

The one I wanted to be devoured by.

She is not moving in here, is she?

Be nice to your new friend.

You started out the same way.

I was younger.

If she doesn't prove herself, you'll kick her out.

Give it your all, honey.

I don't charge for auditions. For everything else, I do.

How much do you want?

Since when do you pay for hookers?

I'm not a hooker, honey. I'm Lucy Love.

- Let's get her out of here! - Hold her head!

- Fuck, there's blood! - What the hell did she take? Grab her!

Fuck!

Why wasn't anyone watching her?!

I'm an accountant. I handle your business matters.

And you turn your home into a whorehouse.

Look at how you live.

What am I paying you for?

Then fire me. I'm sick of this whorehouse.

Fuck!

Get her to a hospital! To the ER or something!

You'll replace her at the club.

- But... - No "buts."

I'll wait in the car.

Do whatever you want.

You're Polish.

It's "Ma'am" to you.

And let's get one thing straight, new girl.

I'm the only one asking questions here, got it?

I'm Silesian. Which means I won't be babysitting you.

But I can't go with him now.

I'm waiting for a call. I've got a scheduled call to Poland.

You really don't know?

About what?

DECEMBER 1981

She was a nobody.

A cheap piece of arse stripping in rags...

Without me she'd be a hooker.

I felt sorry for her.

She had nowhere to go. She was hungry.

And she was up for anything.

Anything.

The Military Surveillance Group has identified the subversive activities

of citizen Lucyna Lis against the People's Republic of Poland.

Lucy Love?

Mietek, what the fuck?

My daughter is a waitress at some restaurant.

She is a whore.

Not a waitress.

You are in the party.

The Motherland feeds you and what do you do?

Tarnish it with an arse?

What's your cut?

Is this a conspiracy? What's going on here?

She is beautiful.

Look at her.

This goes to a different box. The shoes are...

Cila.

Listen here.

It's "Mrs Cecylia Sowa" to you. We're not friends.

I bought food and clothes, whatever I could.

With the martial law in Poland... I wanted to help.

Oh yeah? And you couldn't have left it at the company?

Cila...

I wrote a letter to my daughter.

- Could I send it through the parish? - Do you think it's a post office?

The priest won't risk getting involved in suspicious contraband, got it?

You know what, Cila?

You could use a good fuck.

We're leaving. Let's go.

Out!

What do you think you're doing? Turning the church into a brothel?

Listen to me. Baron will have his fun with you.

And you'll end up like the rest of them.

You can have your fun if you need to, but keep your paws off the money.

Do you understand?

Or not?

I built this company and I won't let just anyone ruin it.

To my Kasia.

Please.

Just so that you don't go to the priest, you stupid wench.

Hi.

Do you have the stuff?

A little something from Santa.

How sweet.

What is this shit?

You were supposed to bring me the stuff!

Think you can screw me over?

You better be careful.

You're working here illegally.

I'm not smuggling drugs. Forget it.

- Five grand. - What?

Or deportation.

You're working off the books.

You'll go to jail, sweetheart.

You wouldn't do that...

Bring me five thousand, or I'll report you. Got it?

Now get lost!

Five thousand?

For what? You haven't even finished the movie.

I need it now, or I'll get deported to Poland.

Listen, new girl.

I can lend you the money.

At interest.

- Tomorrow. - Why not today?

Don't like it?

Then go to Baron.

So another guy can have me under his thumb?

- Doesn't he pay you for sex? - What?

You mean acting?

This chump change?

The guy's got golden faucets. He'd better step it up.

For you?

Pigs will fly out of here...

before that prick gets seriously involved with anyone.

Wanna bet?

What's the wager?

What was your relationship with Cecylia Sowa?

Cila was my housekeeper, but she also had a knack for money.

She always told me, "I'm not worried about Lucyna, I'm worried about you."

She knew her better than I did.

She wanted to get rid of her from the start, and she was right.

If I'd listened to her, none of this shit would've happened.

Fucking shit.

You... are...

man... first...

Stop! Stop!

A femme fatale can't stutter!

"You are the first man I've ever seen who say no."

I tell him I don't want to fuck him?

He tells you that, and you have to seduce him.

Shall we practice BJs, honey?

Who cares about that? Flirting, seducing?

It's bullshit!

- Don't like it? - No, I don't!

You don't know what men want. But I do.

And I'll give it to them.

- I can replace you anytime. - Really?

Camera on me! On me!

- Lights! - Don't move!

Daniel, get me another girl.

Robe!

- She's Baron's new broad. - Then he can screw her himself.

Do what I say, or get the fuck out.

Fuck you!

Should I keep jerking off or not?

Help him.

A friend of mine is having a party tonight.

At a house with a pool.

Wanna come?

You got what you wanted.

Now piss off.

Okay, see you next time.

Don't count on it.

25% of every film. And exclusive rights to the photos.

I discovered you, sweetheart. You're a hot commodity.

Hello? Mum, it's me.

Monitored call, monitored call...

Hello, Mum? Can you hear me?

Don't call here again, Lucyna.

- I said don't ever call here again! - Give me the phone.

- What do you mean, Mum? - Don't call here.

- Shut up and give me the phone. - Calm down, we're being recorded.

- I don't give a shit. - Haven't you got enough trouble?

Mum, calm down, what's wrong?

What's wrong is that your father got laid off.

We're about to get evicted because you wanted to work abroad!

There's nothing to eat, and soon there won't even be anything to buy.

- Lucyna, you're going to ruin us! - Give me the phone.

Don't come back here, darling.

- Hello? - Don't come back here.

You have nothing to come back to.

I have money! I'll figure something out.

Hello? Can you hear me?

What's there to come back to?

This shit?

The number is currently unavailable.

That's some mean poppy-seed cake, Ma.

Seriously.

Alright. Where's the money?

My money...

is my business, right?

Playing dumb with me, are you?

How much money did you blow and on what?

On Santa fucking Claus.

- Calm down, there's a child here. - Let her hear it!

You fucking dragged me into it, didn't you?

Into this joke of a marriage.

She owes me, and she's going to fucking pay.

Stefan, do something.

She will be paying, but for the kid, got it?

Not for TVs!

Why?

I'm supposed to be the butt of the joke?

Everyone was laughing up their sleeves at me.

But now...

I showed them.

What I can afford.

Yeah, you showed them.

And you think they aren't laughing at you now?

That you bought all that junk at Pewex?

You're jealous, aren't you?

Jesus!

Let's go to Midnight Mass.

You will bring me everything in your teeth.

In your fucking teeth, understood?!

Kasia!

Daddy bought me a coat! And a doll!

I'll never give them away!

Come here, Kasia.

Of course, I'll buy you a hundred of these dolls if you want.

And coats, too.

- For the doll, too? - For the doll, too.

Let's fucking go.

- Cila! Wanna drink with us? - No.

Why so serious, bitch?

Klaus! Now!

Nina wants to report her to immigration.

That junkie's still alive? Wow!

Yes. Lucyna works for us.

She's here illegally.

- There will be questions. - Let them ask, let them ask!

I'm a citizen of this country. I run a legitimate business.

- Fuck them. - This isn't a joke, Klaus.

Lucyna stole from you.

What do you mean?

Lucy! Merry Christmas!

Thank you.

Do we know each other?

Baron wants you over for Christmas Eve dinner.

He sent you?

I said shut up, bitch!

That bitch! That fucking accountant!

She said she'd loan me the money.

Zip it, bitch!

Fuck off!

Dmitry!

That's enough.

What is it?

Leave us.

Leave us alone.

Many have tried to fuck me over. None have succeeded.

Look at me.

Why did you do it?

I had to...

or they would deport me.

But I will pay you back.

What was your childhood dream?

I wanted to be a nun.

I tried to get into film school but I lacked the talent.

That's not true.

We could make films together.

You have the talent, and I have the ideas.

Thanks!

Shooting with a camcorder?

No shitty scenes, no shitty dialogues. Just fucking. Got it?

- Amateur hour. - Do what she says. Come on.

Ready?

Yeah, give me a sec.

Peter?

And... action!

No theater will screen this.

Chill out, let's have fun with it.

Lucyna!

What?

Should I join in?

Sure, why not.

Minimum investment...

maximum return.

I decided to make Lucy something more than just a whore getting shagged.

That's boring.

That's what everyone was doing.

She was the one fucking the men.

That was awesome, that's what she was good at.

Have you seen these films?

Baron, you bastard!

- I'm back. - Nina!

What are you doing here? I don't have time.

When are we shooting? I can be on set tomorrow.

I've got other plans.

What about today? Karl and Dmitry are here, too.

We could party like back in the day.

Honey, look at you.

Who would get hard looking at you?

Nina!

Nina Starr!

Karl.

Lucyna didn't have a visa.

She changed her name and appearance. I thought that would be enough.

She was a star, and we were making money off her.

I fell in love with her. The whole world did.

Everyone.

Not on the carpet.

- Wait! Baby, wait. - For what?

We're sex addicts.

We're both sick.

- But I need it. Right now. - Please believe me.

I know how it goes.

You got hard, didn't you?

Let's take a month off.

What?

Let's fuck!

Can't we live a normal life? Fall in love?

- I don't want that! - Yes, you do!

You're scared.

And so am I.

We could be scared together.

You're crazy.

I love your perogi.

- "Pierogi." - Pierogi.

There.

That's her.

Go! Follow them.

Kasia is nine years old.

She's shy.

And smart.

She does well in school.

She wants to be a vet.

Once I've earned enough for a house...

I'll bring her here.

And send her to the best school.

You don't need a house.

Move in with me.

Please!

I want something of my own.

Then take me.

Stop it!

I love you.

I love you, too.

Lucyna got arrested on Wednesday.

They were going to deport her. Nina wouldn't let go.

But Lucyna wouldn't either.

Her life with Klaus was like...

He had to do what she said, or they'd fight a lot.

She was hot-blooded.

I really did think...

that she would make Klaus settle down.

She grabbed the bastard...

firmly by the heart.

She did it to me, too.

Well? What are you staring at?

We made a bet, didn't we? Or did you forget?

That if Baron gets, well, serious with someone, then...

Did he send you?

Yeah, right...

That bungler will never admit to anything in his life.

Well...

He fell in love.

With you.

A week with no knickers.

Going bare-arsed to church, Cila.

I wish I could be there to see it.

But I'm getting deported.

Take care, Cila.

It's always been the same, ever since I met you 20 years ago.

It was different only with Lucyna.

What do you want?

She's gone.

Like all the others.

Klaus...

This is the last chance to get her out before they deport her.

Save her... and save yourself.

I'd do anything...

Anything, anything.

There is one thing you can do.

What's that?

- No. - What do you mean, no?

I won't marry you.

You're screwing with me, right?

No contact!

I won't marry you.

Because I'm already married.

Then get a divorce.

Janusz won't divorce me...

As long as I keep giving him money for our daughter.

I'm his golden goose.

Do you want to marry me or not?

When Janusz gives me the divorce...

and I get Kasia back.

No physical contact!

Free me! Free me.

Free me!

I really did love her.

And she...

kicked me in the arse, betrayed me, and robbed me.

She wanted to get rid of me from the start.

She was obsessed with it. And I shared everything with her.

I even gave her the combination to the safe.

God...

Who arranged to have Janusz Lis beaten up?

It was Lucyna who gave the order. Not me.

She paid them more than they asked for.

They were supposed to force Janusz to divorce her and give her Kasia back.

Lucyna was filled with hate and thirst for revenge.

Towards everyone, anyone who crossed her.

Nina was right.

Lucyna was like Saddam Hussein.

Only with boobs.

I got it. There.

- Who's there? - Mailman!

- Hello Kasia, is your dad home? - He's not here.

Daddy!

It's a police stamp.

What are you watching?

I thought it was Mickey Mouse.

Go to your room.

Go to your room! Now!

Move along.

Five minutes.

Where's Kasia?

What?

- No proper greeting for your ex-husband? - Where's Kasia?

She's with her grandma.

You were supposed to bring her here.

I wanted to.

Don't lie to me, you son of a bitch.

But she didn't want to come.

She saw you.

She saw everything.

You motherfucker!

What?

You thought she wouldn't find out?

She saw mummy getting fucked.

They were fucking you one by one.

Expensive dolls aren't everything.

You can't buy her with gifts.

Kasia doesn't want to know you either.

You can forget you were ever a mother.