Dammit.
BETRAYAL
THE GREEN GLOVE GANG
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!
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.
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.
You know, one who could sell honey to a bee.
Meaning me?
No. Marian.
Marian?
What?
Well, since you two have similar tastes…
the choice would be obvious.
I've already talked to Henryk.
He said yes.
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?
I'm just a modest marchant.
I don't consider myself an expert.
Ask her if she knows… Kurt Schweier's essays.
I assume you know Kurt Schweier's essays, yes?
Of course.
Pity that there's no such author, you stupid hussy.
Pity that there…
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.
Is that so?
You've got the kind of smile
that can melt a man's heart.
You asshole!
-What? He used to say that to me. -He's an older man. He has his routine.
What are you doing tonight?
I have to reconcile with Alicja.
I need arsenic.
And I need it now!
"SENIOR" SENIOR CITIZENS CLUB
The fucker won't even look at me.
-Maybe he wants to make you jealous? -Looking at his feet like a hunchback.
But you said you had no space for him.
-He should get jailed for this. -Did someone say "jail"?
The judge who sentenced you. I need a smoke.
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?
Well… I think I'm doing rather well, no?
It is a better idea than mephedrone.
True.
I'm glad.
I'll go check things out.
I like'em mature.
Then it's your lucky day.
Thanks, Jan.
I'm heading back to work.
I'm going to the bar. You want anything?
Sex on the Beach.
I'm on it.
Hey!
Not a word to Alfred.
And vice versa.
-Any progress? -I didn't come here for the mojito.
Thanks.
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.
Until next time, chief.
-Until next time. -Until next time!
I haven't had so much fun since the Militia.
-Drop by more often, Mirek! -I will, Krzysiu.
Thanks. Bye.
Remember!
You're always welcome here.
I do remember!
Bye!
Boss, we're ready.
Waiting for the signal.
Gentlemen.
Three…
two…
one…
now!
Boss, we're right under the museum.
We did it!
Under five minutes.
Where are you?
Oh! We need to talk.
Yup. 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.
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. -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!
I always wish you the best.
Emotions aren't that simple.
Whatever this is,
stop projecting it onto my son.
I can't trust you on that one.
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!
-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. Wow.
Make-up?
-You knew I was coming over? -Come here.
They let you leave the MI6 training?
They had no other choice.
And have you met James Bond yet?
Of course.
I've always wanted to meet him. I'll leave you.
Let this bloom. Like a good investigation.
-Give me a pen and paper. -What?
Alfred needs a new letter.
I missed you, too.
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.
Perfect timing.
We came for you.
Masarz wants to punish me?
Get in.
Have you seen Alicja?
-Indeed. -Where?
The window.
What?
The window.
Never mind.
Let's follow her.
-What the hell is she up to? -All right, 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.
-Why are we going to the base? -No one's gonna see anything here.
Oh, fuck.
Got anything in the trunk? A crowbar?
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.
Your tune is rather gloomy.
Why don't we… start anew?
Krzysztof.
-Alicja. -Are you seeing what I'm seeing?
If she mentions betrayal one more time, I'll slice her artery with this scraper.
You really thought I'd take revenge on you for that little incident in the club?
Why do you need that Venus?
Alicja…
Even if I wanted to tell you that…
Oh, excuse me.
It's urgent.
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.
Good evening.
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…?
Second Home.
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.
A toast to…?
Maybe an evening full of honesty?
Duck!
A great vintage.
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.
Well?
We drank to honesty.
What do you need the figurine for?
That's not the kind of honesty I had in mind.
Honesty about feelings, yes.
But business… prefers silence.
Do you have a buyer for it?
Alicja.
Don't put me in an uncomfortable position.
But… it's a simple question.
Yes or no?
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?
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.
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?
I've been in a few tumultuous relationships.
Men feared me.
I…
I like cats.
What's the dumbest thing you've done lately?
Listen…
I've been watching them horsing around for the last half hour.
What the fuck is this?
A Mazurian cabaret night?
I kept getting Our Town, can you imagine?
-Zuza, turn that off! -Okay.
-Not now, Tomek! -Turn it off!
But it's urgent!
Hey!
Taxi!
"Son."
"No metaphors today, just solid stuff."
"There's some sort of shady renovation going on in the back of the Senior club."
"You have to ignore the chief's threats
and raid the place."
"Don't let yourself be pushed around."
"Hugs, Mom."
I was a little off the mark with those scallops.
I'll remember that scallops aren't your favorite culinary delicacy.
Our moon got a bit overcast.
Mm-hmm.
You know, I don't remember… the last time I had this much fun.
Maybe when I made fun of you in front of your men.
-So, the day before yesterday? -Exactly.
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.
Bruiser, order more of that wine.
And dig up those roses and plant heather.
Stop!
Faster! I'll pay you extra.
Hi, this is Krzysztof.
I'm withdrawing from the heist.
Yes, withdrawing.
And the Gang is withdrawing, too.
That wasn't the deal.