[gentle, instrumental music]
-[muffled club music and cheering] -[gentle, instrumental music continues]
[distant laughter]
[gentle, instrumental music continues]
[loud metal clanking]
[music intensifies]
[music abruptly ends]
[sighs] Dammit.
BETRAYAL
[upbeat, instrumental music]
THE GREEN GLOVE GANG
[Marian] I'll tell you the truth.
Everything we do here… is just a cover.
And this isn't actually a moustache-care workshop.
Gentlemen…
Sex… and seduction!
[quirky, guitar music]
[beeping]
Listen, with the right marketing,
we can sell this painting for quite some money.
At an auction house?
No.
I've got a friend who's the director at the National Gallery.
[Krystyna] Mm-hmm.
We always competed for the same guys.
So, that's why you want to sell her a female nude?
That's why we'll send a marchant to her.
A handsome charmer who'll seduce her. [giggles]
You know, one who could sell honey to a bee.
-[Krystyna giggles] -Meaning me?
No. Marian.
Marian?
What?
Well, since you two have similar tastes…
the choice would be obvious.
[rock music playing]
I've already talked to Henryk.
He said yes.
♪ I'm gonna make you crazy ♪
♪ I'm gonna drive you out ♪
♪ I gotta little something tonight ♪
[Henryk] Art historians call this painting
a true gem of the neo art déco movement.
Including the frame,
which is an integral part of the painting.
And those historians…
That's you, of course?
[chuckles] I'm just a modest marchant.
I don't consider myself an expert.
[high-pitched noise]
Ask her if she knows… Kurt Schweier's essays.
I assume you know Kurt Schweier's essays, yes?
[quirky music]
Of course.
Pity that there's no such author, you stupid hussy.
-Um, pity that… [high-pitched noise] -[whispering] Don't say that.
That there are no Polish translations… of the author's best works.
Like the collection…
Nudity and oil paint.
Schweier points out
that this painting is emblematic for all post-art movements in general.
Everybody wants this painting.
But I start my negotiations… with the best.
[giggles]
Is that so?
You've got the kind of smile
that can melt a man's heart.
You asshole!
[noise]
-What? He used to say that to me. -He's an older man. He has his routine.
[Henryk] What are you doing tonight?
[giggles]
I have to reconcile with Alicja.
I need arsenic.
And I need it now!
[Lucjan plays "Ti Amo" by Umberto Tozzi]
"SENIOR" SENIOR CITIZENS CLUB
♪ Un soldo, ti amo ♪
♪ In aria, ti amo ♪
♪ Se viene testa vuol dire che basta Lasciamoci ♪
♪ Ti amo ♪
♪ Io sono, ti amo ♪
♪ In fondo un uomo ♪
♪ Che non ha freddo nel cuore e nel letto Comando io ♪
♪ Ma tremo, davanti al tuo seno ♪
[Gabriella laughs]
♪ Ti odio e ti amo ♪
♪ È una farfalla che muore Sbattendo le ali ♪
♪ L'amore che a letto-- ♪
The fucker won't even look at me.
[song muffled]
-Maybe he wants to make you jealous? -Looking at his feet like a hunchback.
But you said you had no space for him.
♪ Primo Maggio, su coraggio ♪
♪ Io ti amo e chiedo perdono ♪
-He should get jailed for this. -Did someone say "jail"?
The judge who sentenced you. I need a smoke.
♪ Di carta igienica ♪
♪ E dammi il tuo vino leggero ♪
[song muffled]
What's her deal?
It's her first serious relationship. Teenagers.
-How's your leg? -I told you everything would be okay.
Mom?
I've been thinking.
Maybe we shouldn't end this, huh?
The seniors dig it. I kinda do, too.
Why waste the potential?
You want to run the club?
You know. [sighs] I think I'm doing rather well, no?
It is a better idea than mephedrone.
True.
I'm glad.
[chuckles]
I'll go check things out.
["Sadza" by Brodka playing]
[bubbling]
I like'em mature.
Then it's your lucky day.
[song ends]
-[club music playing] -[people cheering]
♪ Dance ♪
[Adaś] Thanks, Jan.
I'm heading back to work.
[club music continues]
[people cheering]
I'm going to the bar. You want anything?
Sex on the Beach.
I'm on it.
Hey!
[club music continues]
♪ Dance ♪
Not a word to Alfred.
And vice versa.
♪ Dance ♪
-Any progress? -I didn't come here for the mojito.
[club music mixes with suspenseful tones]
[Chief] Thanks.
[indistinct conversation]
[single shutter click]
[Masarz and Chief giggling]
[Tomek] Adam! Wait up!
Is Mom downstairs?
Yes, Cuckoo's in the tunnel. Guineafowl went somewhere.
-And I haven't seen Owl. -Tell her I'm looking for her.
Okay.
-[sinister music] -[Masarz and Chief laughing]
[Masarz] Until next time, Chief.
-Until next time. -[Chief] Until next time!
[both giggling]
I haven't had so much fun since the Militia.
-Drop by more often, Mirek! -[Chief] I will, Krzysiu. Thanks. Bye.
Remember!
You're always welcome here.
[Chief] I do remember! Bye!
[grunts]
[grunts and pants]
[foreman] Boss, we're ready.
Waiting for the signal.
Gentlemen.
Three…
two…
one…
now!
[quirky music intensifying]
[loud explosion]
[foreman] Boss! We're right under the museum.
We did it!
[sighs in relief]
[upbeat, triumphant music]
Under five minutes.
[Alicja over radio] Where are you?
-[Alicja in the room] Oh! We gotta talk. -We can't have this hanging in the air.
Alicja, we have thought about it for a long time--
Later. There are more urgent matters.
The tarot still shows betrayal.
[slow, instrumental music]
It wasn't about you.
-Someone's going to rat us out. -Alicja…
My dreams grow more and more oppressive.
I don't know. Maria, Tomek. Even… a black-haired Marzena.
-Listen to me… -Let me finish.
I've prepared this.
Arsenic for Henryk?
A truth serum.
Yup. And we'll start with your son.
-Get off Tomek's back. -[Alicja] I will not.
-Because I've got a premonition that… -It's not premonition, just prejudice.
-You have it in for him. -I just sense his bad energy.
Or maybe you've lost your touch? Or is this about something else?
What else?
Kinga's got Henryk, I've got Tomek.
We both have a life outside the Gang.
Nonsense! Nonsense!
I always wish you the best.
Emotions aren't that simple.
[with anger] Whatever this is,
stop projecting it onto my son.
I can't trust you on that one.
-[music fades] -[lights flickering loudly]
[machines beeping]
[door shuts]
Oh. Excuse me.
Wrong room.
It's not.
Just don't.
I brought groceries.
The nurse said you'll be staying here for a while.
She had no right.
I showed her my badge.
Alfred! [sighs]
-How are you feeling? -How's the investigation?
You know, I'm… oddly calm.
I think we need some time
for this chaotic pulp to form into a beautiful meatloaf.
I took the first flight. Oh.
[Gujska screeches]
Make-up?
-You knew I was coming over? -Come here.
[clears throat]
They let you leave the MI6 training?
They had no other choice.
[Alfred] And have you met James Bond yet?
Of… Of course.
[quirky music]
I've always wanted to meet him. Um, I'll leave you.
Let this bloom. Like a good investigation.
[door shuts]
-Give me a pen and paper. -What?
Alfred needs a new letter.
-I missed you, too. -[giggles]
Alicja!
-You crossed the line this time. -Because I told her the truth?
Am I supposed to teach you how to hold your tongue?
The end is nigh.
[metal clinking]
[birds chirping]
[gentle, instrumental music]
[Slit] Oh!
[door shuts]
Perfect timing.
We came for you.
Masarz wants to punish me?
[sinister music]
[sinister music ends]
[Slit] Get in.
[footsteps approaching]
Have you seen Alicja?
-Indeed. -[Zuza] Where?
The window.
What?
The window.
Never mind.
[engine revving]
[suspenseful music]
Let's follow her.
-[Zuza] What the hell is she up to? -[Kinga] Don't wind yourself up.
Sick visions, lack of sleep, a month of work underground.
She's lost it.
-Have you known Kinga long? -Quiet.
The boss said not to talk.
[blinker beeping]
-Why are we going to the base? -[Slit] No one's gonna see anything here.
[trunk lock clicks]
[suspenseful music]
Oh, fuck.
Got anything in the trunk? A crowbar?
["Caprice No. 24" by Paganini playing]
Please forgive the urgency of the situation,
but the full moon awoke the classic and raging Taurus in me.
And I sent for you immediately.
I hope… you like scallops.
Do you bury all your victims in the garden?
Ouch.
[chuckles] Your tune is rather gloomy.
[music continues]
Why don't we… start anew?
Krzysztof.
-Alicja. -[Zuza] Are you seeing what I'm seeing?
If she mentions betrayal one more time, I'll slice her artery with this scraper.
[chuckles]
You really thought I'd take revenge on you for that little incident in the club?
Why do you need that Venus?
Alicja…
[sighs]
Even if I wanted to tell you that--
[phone ringing]
Oh, excuse me.
It's urgent.
[music continues]
Hello?
Relax.
You know I'm good at covering my tracks.
Chief, your hands are clean as always.
I'll deal with the Gang myself.
[gentle music playing]
Good evening.
[indistinct conversations around]
Someone booked a table for two for 8 p.m.
Of course. Tomasz?
This way.
Go ahead.
Hello, Tomek.
Haven't I seen you somewhere before…?
Ah!
Second Home.
[chuckles]
I won't beat around the bush.
I know about you, your mother, and the club.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
How's the work in the tunnel going?
I have an offer.
[classical music continues]
A toast to…?
Maybe an evening full of honesty?
[whispering] Duck!
A great vintage.
[whispering] You want me to sell out my mom?
It's doable, knowing your situation.
Does the name Krzysztof Masarz ring a bell?
He's an old friend of mine.
Is he?
Interesting.
And he didn't tell you he's the owner of the club?
I think it's best not to get in his way.
But, as you said, you know him better, yes?
That's true.
And I bet he'll want to turn the Gang in, too.
The question is whether he'll offer you as much as I.
[Alicja] Well?
We drank to honesty.
What do you need the figurine for?
[Masarz] Um, that's not the kind of honesty I had in mind. [chuckles]
Honesty about feelings, yes.
But business… prefers silence.
[giggles]
Do you have a buyer for it?
Alicja.
Don't put me in an uncomfortable position.
[chuckles] But… it's a simple question.
Yes or no?
[gentle, magical ringing]
[with sad voice] I'm afraid of death.
That figurine has a certain power.
Not the figurine, actually, but its stand.
It's made in a way that…
You have a power too, right?
You can foresee things?
Have you always had it?
[lights flickering loudly]
That just… happens sometimes.
When I lose control over strong emotions.
All right, let's get back to that Venus.
Living with a gift like that is tough, isn't it?
It must be…
a lonely life.
[slow, melancholic music]
I have two friends.
But they know that, just like a cat,
I need to be alone sometimes.
I need to go my own way sometimes.
And not everyone likes cats.
And apart from them?
[slow, melancholic music continues]
I've been in a few tumultuous relationships.
Men feared me.
I…
I like cats.
[both chuckle]
[Masarz] What's the dumbest thing you've done lately?
-[Alicja] Listen… -[laughs]
[Kinga] I've been watching them horsing around for the last half hour.
[whispering] What the fuck is this?
A Mazurian cabaret night?
[Alicja] I kept getting Our Town! Can you imagine?
[phone vibrating]
-Zuza, turn that off! -Okay.
-Not now, Tomek! -Turn it off!
But it's urgent!
[single beep]
[busy tone]
[smacks lips]
-[door shuts] -[engine revving]
Hey!
Taxi!
[upbeat, cheerful song playing]
[police sirens]
[Alfred] "Son."
"No metaphors today, just solid stuff."
"There's some sort of shady renovation going on in the back of the Senior club."
[quirky, suspenseful music]
"You have to ignore the chief's threats
and raid the place."
"Don't let yourself be pushed around."
"Hugs, Mom."
[music ends]
[Masarz] I was a little off the mark with those scallops.
I'll remember that scallops aren't your favorite culinary delicacy.
[Masarz and Alicja chuckle]
Our moon got a bit overcast.
Mm-hmm.
You know, I don't remember… the last time I had this much fun.
[crickets chirping]
Maybe when I made fun of you in front of your men. [chuckles]
-So, the day before yesterday? -Exactly.
[both chuckle]
But if you're not burying people,
then what were they doing with those shovels?
I told them to plant roses.
As an apology.
I don't like cut flowers.
I prefer heather.
["Lisa Sawyer" by Leon Bridges playing]
♪ She was born in New Orleans ♪
♪ New Orleans, Louisiana ♪
♪ Branded with the name, Lisa Sawyer ♪
♪ Circa 1963 ♪
♪ Grandmother was Indian, Indian ♪
[engine starting]
♪ Her mother's name is Eartha ♪
♪ Swift as the wind, fierce as fire ♪
♪ Father's name was Victor ♪
Bruiser, order more of that wine.
And dig up those roses and plant heather.
♪ She was the youngest of seven ♪
♪ Seven ♪
She grew up on Luisa Street
-[song fades] -[music from the pedicab grows louder]
[song and music fade and slow down]
[Tomek] Stop!
Faster! I'll pay you extra.
[song continues dimly, echoing]
Hi, this is Krzysztof.
I'm withdrawing from the heist.
Yes, withdrawing.
And the Gang is withdrawing, too.
That wasn't the deal.
[suspenseful music]
[classical music playing throughout]
[classical music ends]
[quirky, upbeat music playing throughout]
SDH subtitle translation by: Krzysiek Igielski