[upbeat jazz music]
THE GREEN GLOVE GANG
[Krystyna] Goodbye, everyone.
Next time, we'll do some work on perspective.
Bye now. You take care.
-Goodbye. -Goodbye.
[beads shuffling]
["Besame mucho" by Dalida playing]
♪ Besame, besame mucho ♪
♪ Si dans un autre pays Ça veut dire embrasse-moi ♪
♪ Besame, besame mucho ♪
♪ Toute ma vie Je voudrais la chanter avec toi ♪
Guys… it's very hard being an artist, let me tell you.
Because an artist just has to paint, right?
[song continues as vocalization]
It ain't joyful.
♪ Besame ♪
♪ Besame mucho ♪
[song ends]
[suspenseful music]
[waiter] I said demolish the wall, not fu… annihilate it.
What happened?
The bricks were brittle.
[waiter] The bricks?
Or your skills?
[mumbles to himself] Leave amateurs alone, and they will botch everything.
Twenty-eight…
Twelve…
Twenty-one…
Sixteen…
Twenty… one…
[indistinct conversations]
[suspenseful music continues]
[scratches on the wall]
Just barely.
[single radio beep]
-Okay, we're almost ready to drill. -Acknowledged.
-[plays "Daddy Cool" by Boney M.] -[people cheering]
We're ready.
♪ She's crazy like a fool ♪
[Alfred grunts]
♪ Wild about Daddy Cool ♪
♪ I'm crazy like a fool Wild about Daddy Cool ♪
Detective Katarzyna Gujska, police. We'd like to talk to the boss.
♪ Daddy Cool ♪
The… boss?
The one with the limp.
♪ Daddy Cool ♪
♪ Daddy, Daddy Cool ♪
One moment.
Let me get him.
[alarm beeping]
Stop! Wait!
Stop, we've gotta hold.
[sinister music]
The police are here.
Fuck.
-Girls, the tunnel! -Is this a coincidence or a sign?
[Wioletta] They want to talk to the limping owner.
-[Alicja] Zuza, let's go. -Relax, I'll deal with it.
[door shuts]
-Were you made? -[Wioletta] They don't know me.
I met Marian after they left the Second Home.
[Masarz] Who from the police?
A… young redhead.
And, like, a grumpy… Humphrey Bogart.
[Masarz] Phew, that schmo, Alfred.
You see what I see?
♪ Wild about Daddy Cool ♪
♪ Daddy, Daddy Cool ♪
♪ She's crazy about her daddy ♪
Oh! Commissioner!
[chuckles]
Oh, Mr. Masarz.
-Hello. -Masarz approached the Redhead and Bogart.
[muffled music]
[Masarz] …or dancing? I can see it's the bar. Here.
[Wioletta] He's taking them to the bar.
Looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Chief Mireczek sent you?
Or is this your own initiative?
Um… We're looking for… a man with a limp.
We received a tip about this place, but…
there was a mistake.
They're talking.
-I can't hear what about. -Is it a trap?
Hey, shaman!
Focus! What do you see?
What do you see?
I see a lot of vowels.
A…
[chuckles]
Mireczek loves his reports, after all.
You've gotta give him something.
O…
E…
A…
And what?
And the Redhead's looking at Bogart, but… unimpressed.
No, no. We will go now.
When did that happen?
I mean the leg.
[chuckles]
You know, I kind of forgot.
Maybe you can remember?
Maybe you can remind me of your name?
-Gujska, let's go. -Gujska?
Katarzyna Gujska.
Katarzyna Gujska. On Friday, I'll be playing cards with the chief.
I won't forget to commend you to your boss.
[club music playing]
♪ Gotta keep on moving ♪
♪ Gotta get up, gotta get up Gotta get down ♪
[song ends]
[Masarz] What am I doing wrong? Are the working conditions unsatisfactory?
[chuckles] Of course not. All that's missing are Fruit Thursdays.
Maybe the stakes are too low?
Should I rough up your son again? Or maybe one of you has some offspring?
One more slip-up like this one and I'll tighten the leash.
[choir music]
[engine revving]
[choir music continues]
[birds chirping]
-[Kinga] A tax office that robs people. -[Zuza] No, you can't win with them.
Also, it's too close to the town center. We need something quick and secluded.
Well, how about… a priest?
There's some problem with the parish. [smacks lips] Enigmatic.
[birds chirping]
Zuza, what's wrong?
You know how much we're risking?
Would you stop an alpinist from climbing?
-[snorts] -[Alicja] Girls!
We've gotta talk. Those dreams keep bothering me.
-I did a tarot-- -There she goes again.
-Well, everyone's got their vices. -I asked about us and got three swords.
Great. One for each of us.
Someone's gonna betray us.
Who?
What do I know?
But I'll keep my eye on everybody.
Don't worry. She has it in for Tomek.
Kinga…
We're the ones who betrayed her.
[opera singing]
[switches the music off]
[Slit continues the song]
Slit.
Slit!
I want to make a call.
-[phone keyboard beeping] -[ringing tone]
[Chief] Hello? [chuckles]
Hi there, Mireczek.
Hello.
Just drop by for a drink sometime instead of sending your people.
-What people? -They came over, sniffing around.
The old guy, Alfred, and the young one, what's her name…
Basia?
You mean Gujska?
[chuckles] That's right.
Young and gutsy.
-Kasia? -I mistook her for a squirrel.
Well, I'm very sorry, Krzysiu.
I didn't send anyone.
[chuckles] That's what I thought.
That it had to be a mistake.
Come over, Mireczek. We'll have a drink, talk a little.
[gentle, mysterious music]
The Lovers…
What a fucked up solitaire.
OUR GALLERY EVACUATION PLAN ROTUNDA
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
Marzena, is that you?
Who else?
-Any progress? -The trap is set.
The three mice are coming.
New Year's Eve is coming. I want it now.
Give me a few days.
[tosses the phone]
[busy tone]
[Gujska] First, the Gang comes back. Now, the seniors.
-It can't be a coincidence. -[sighs] Gujska, let it go.
We can't win with Masarz. And when the chief finds out… [whizzes]
-Has he called already? -[sighs] Not yet.
[armchair creaking]
So, theoretically… we don't yet know that we can't question them.
[doorbell-like beep]
I came to the club to dance. [chuckles] Just like anyone else.
Your favorite dance?
Um… Waltz, twist, cha-cha-cha.
Um… And macarena.
[gentle drum music]
She's not lying. She knows a lot about it.
Could you get me some water? I'm parched.
Sure.
[Alfred grunts]
[door shuts]
I know you own a house in Bieszczady.
When were you there last?
Well, a long time ago.
About… four years ago.
So, why order Our Town Daily for the past seven months?
Under the name of Saint Joan of Arc?
[door opens]
You think you're clever?
Show us some macarena steps.
[the same drum music]
I was with my partner in Sri Lanka.
Honeymoon.
For six months?
There was a lot of honey.
My wife's death.
Then my dog's.
[Zofia] I pressed something…
and it stopped working.
Do you know about that stuff?
Why did we see you in the club?
Saint Vitus appeared to me.
Told me to dance.
-Macarena? -["Guess Whos Back" playing]
♪ Guess who's back Back to the ground ♪
♪ Back to the rhyme Back to get in minds one more time ♪
♪ Guess who's back I got the core ♪
♪ Now I'm back for it all Back to the wall, standing tall ♪
♪ Guess who's back ♪
♪ Back to the ground Back to the rhyme ♪
♪ Guess who's back I got the core ♪
♪ Now I'm back for it all Back to the wall, standing tall ♪
[song ends]
Names!
Names?
I can give you the cemetery plots.
-[chuckles] -[gentle drum music again]
The last six months?
[music ends]
Nothing has changed.
[Henryk giggles]
They were perfect.
I'm gonna start a drama club here.
That's great.
We'll be safe for at least a while longer.
Does that mean you won't be spending this night behind bars?
Henryk…
And not in handcuffs, either.
We have to catch up after that delay.
We also have a lot to catch up on.
It's getting frustrating.
[Zuza] Are you familiar with sculpting?
Sure.
But… it depends on what exactly you mean.
[sad, instrumental music]
Masarz demanded the original statue in return for Tomek's safety.
We need to swap it with a copy to secure us some time for the getaway.
You want to steal a national treasure?
I want my son to live.
That reminds me.
I'm returning it.
[Chief] It's sheer insubordination!
First, the interrogations, then you harass an upstanding citizen in his own club.
Chief, in that club, we found all the seniors who--
Alfred!
[quirky music]
Leave us alone.
[opens and shuts the door]
Tell me everything you know.
[sighs] We interrogated all the elusive seniors.
After six months, they all suddenly reappeared in that club.
-It's not a coincidence. -What does that mean?
That Krzysztof Masarz could be part of the Gang case.
Detective, as of today, you're no longer assigned to this case.
Ex… Excuse me?
-Commissioner Alfred will handle it alone. -But--
No arguing!
If you interfere, no pregnancy is going to save you from a disciplinary hearing.
[dog barking]
Come on! Come here.
[slow, ethereal music]
[music fades]
BOGUS SHELTER SHUT DOWN FRAUD EXPOSED. WAS IT THE GANG?
[loud plink]
[thug 1] Come out!
[fast-paced, suspenseful music]
-[thug 1] Come out, you shit! -[ringleader] Show yourself, fucker!
-Come on! -Come out here!
-He's barricaded himself! -Come on!
Tear it all the fuck down!
[thug 2] You got it.
["Traviata" by Giuseppe Verdi playing]
[song muffles breaking and clinking]
-Call Masarz. -[ringleader] Show yourself, you bastard!
Where's the guy who painted this?
Show yourself!
You son of a bitch!
-[ringleader] I'll tear it down! -He's crazy.
-It's my husband. -[thug 1] Dump those records!
[ringleader] …this shitty club!
-Who did this? -We don't know what you mean!
Who got my wife naked, huh?!
You look like the type. His eyes look like a sex addict's.
-Sir-- -Don't "sir" me.
All we paint is still life, and your wife is alive, after all.
You smart-ass!
I'm about to artistically redo your face, get it?
[Emilia] Janusz, stop!
I asked… your wife to pose for me.
Stop covering for him.
He doodled this.
He can't tell Rococo from pneumococcus.
I asked Emilia to pose for a nude painting in the style of art déco.
[softly] What's wrong with you? Have you got a screw loose?
You're getting naked in front of a strange woman?
Well then…
Okay, it's time to say goodbye. We're going home.
The grandkids are coming.
And you promised little Kacper to make cabbage rolls.
-Come on. -I'm not coming back.
I'm staying…
with Krystyna.
We're…
[sad, instrumental music]
…seeing each other.
Wait, what?
You're dating a woman?
And I don't want to end this.
-[thug 1] Two broads together! -[Stefan] I'll be damned!
What a gal! [chuckles]
And… the cabbage rolls for little Kacper?
Who will…
[thug 1] Let's go, Janusz.
-[Emilia sobs] -[sad, instrumental music continues]
[both chuckling and crying]
[thug 2] With some old woman?
[both thugs laughing]
Apparently, you weren't up to the task.
[Masarz] Are the gentlemen leaving the party already?
Let's follow them.
[engine revving]
[sinister music]
[music intensifies and fades]
[Marian] Hold on, little guy. Get out of here.
[indistinct chatter]
We won't leave you alone. We're gonna find you a place.
[sighs] I… don't have any money.
We'll figure something out.
You can earn it with your body. I mean, your figure.
[Emilia sighs]
We can all benefit from it.
I know it was you.
Good job!
What… was us?
The dogs.
I've got a new job for you.
It's about the parish.
Maria, we're not really the church-going type.
-But listen-- -No "buts."
[whispering] Not a word to anyone else.
[Kinga] Not a word.
[slow, sad music]
[pipe organ music]
[Maria] I'm here on behalf of the Green Glove Gang.
We read the letter.
We want to help.
[priest] So, it's true.
You are back.
-Thank God. -Yes.
Full discretion…
and we'll be hunky-dory.
[knocks twice]
[pipe organ music intensifies and fades]
Women, especially during pregnancy, face intense stressors,
which is why we need to stretch regularly.
One, two, three!
Great! Let's keep going.
Hands above your head. Bend to the right. To the left. Great!
Stay with me just a bit longer.
Great!
Just one more moment.
Give me more!
You can do it!
Right! Left!
Wonderful! Stay with--
[Gujska] Alfred.
[suspenseful music]
I can see you're having a hard time.
You think the investigation is done and that you've lost your footing.
I remember how much you love meatloaf. So, treat this time like…
it's a meat grinder.
…a meat grinder.
To get something really delicious,
all the difficult stuff needs to be ground down.
That pulp will turn into a great big loaf.
Its taste depends on the ingredients.
Let them be vigilance, cleverness, and good people around you.
Just like Detective Gujska.
She's on your side.
Keep her in the loop.
Use her wisdom, and you'll surely get far.
Lots of hugs!
Your mom.
[music fades]
-[single beep] -[foreman] Drilling in three minutes.
Copy.
[loud clinking]
[Janusz] Gentlemen, no! Gentlemen, you can't do this!
[suspenseful music]
[Janusz grunts in pain]
[grunts and coughs]
Let me ask you again.
[grunts]
At what point did you think destroying my club was a good idea?
[pants] I didn't know it was yours… sir.
This is what you owe me for emotional damage.
In cash, the day after tomorrow.
[chuckles] But I don't have that kind of money, sir.
Then start scrimping. You'll save money on the dentist.
-Bruiser, time to drill. -[Janusz] No!
[loud drilling]
-Leave him alone! -[Janusz] No…
I wouldn't. One more word, and the debt will become yours.
You're wasting your energy in vain.
Do you think that by this show of strength…
you command respect?
-It usually did. -[Janusz grunts]
I considered you to be a classy man.
Not some neanderthal doing bloody displays.
Maybe it works on him.
It sure does.
To me, it's pitiful.
Do you know why?
It's a mask.
And an ill-fitting one.
Bruiser.
[music intensifies and fades]
Let's get him out of here.
[Bruiser] Get up.
-[Janusz] Gosh. -See you tomorrow.
[Janusz grunts and pants]
Where are you off to?
Get out.
[door shuts]
[Kinga] Ugh. You always played with fire.
Look who's talking.
Girls with matches.
[slow, suspenseful music]
What do you mean?
Time to confess.
-To what? -Stop it.
She knows.
You had a vision?
No, I read about it.
We wanted to tell you.
I'd be the first to go save those dogs.
[sad, instrumental music]
-At least dogs are loyal. -You were always against it.
-But it's no reason to break our pact! -Alicja, we had good intentions.
I've been wondering for a week who's going to betray me.
And who betrayed me?
My best friends.
[foreman] We're ready.
Let's roll.
It hurt me.
[single radio beep] Lucjan, play something.
[Lucjan plays "Czy to wszystko ma sens" by Danuta Rinn]
[loud drilling]
[song continues]
Hello.
[Wioletta chuckling]
"SENIOR" SENIOR CITIZENS CLUB
[Masarz] You're free. Go your own way and never to return here again.
Thank you. I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you, really--
It's fine.
[Janusz] I didn't know.
Thank you.
I can go, right?
[song continues]
[loud drilling]
[rats squeaking]
-[song continues] -[drilling continues]
[drilling and song slowly fade]
[distant drilling]
[song continues]
[song ends]
[gentle, upbeat music]
SDH subtitle translation by: Krzysiek Igielski