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Oh, my God!
Filip, it's starting!
He's drunk.
There.
Irenka!
- Guess what? - What?
- I think it's a girl. - That's great!
- Where's my wife's ward? - First floor.
Is that her?
No, that's not her. It's some young girl.
- You won't be a father for hours. - Oh, God.
Irenka!
Irka!
I'll have 320kg ready for you next week.
Thank you for ringing. Bye.
I know it's against the rules, sir. But I've brought this little snack.
- Already? - Well, she's at the hospital.
All right, as a symbolic gesture then.
Yeah.
Well!
This really is symbolic!
Cheers.
She's gone into labour.
It'll be a while yet, my first took 20 hours.
OK, folks, run along now.
Take my keys. There's food in the fridge.
Here's the drink.
No. I've got some more.
You're here, Witek.
I never drank so much in my life.
Mr Mosz!
It's a girl!
We've been in this war
A good few years...
Wait, I can't go in like this.
OK.
A girl!
Mr Mosz...
We came here, saw your new flat, had a few drinks...
We saw how moved you were at becoming a father.
I'm getting old now.
All I can say is that I envy you.
Now I know what human happiness looks like.
Filip!
Cheers, mate!
Call me Stanislaw.
- May I call you Stasiu? - You must!
Thank you.
Why didn't you take her these?
I forgot.
I had a dressing gown, cream and a comb. I'll go now.
It's 10 o'clock. Tomorrow will do.
- Where shall I put them? - Here.
It's a mess now, but it'll be a super flat.
We'll put the cot here, with a table next to it.
Here we'll keep the nappies, clean ones, dirty ones...
And baby's toilet things.
All painted white.
What are you doing?
- What's this? - Nothing special.
- It's a camera. - A film camera?
I want to take pictures of the child month by month.
How much did it cost?
Two months' pay. Irenka was a bit cross.
- Moving pictures? - Yes, like in the cinema.
It's a great idea.
She can see herself grow up.
Wrong way round. Like this.
Turn the volume up.
He was marvellous.
Irenka plays this.
I need flowers. These will do!
- Filip, that's the boss's house! - Oh, hell!
- Name? - Mosz.
Your wife has mastitis. She'll be here about 10 days,
unless she can get help at home.
Her sister might help...
But she works. Is it dangerous, Doctor?
- No. - What a pity!
I wanted to film the baby. I bought a special camera.
- Is it Russian? - Yes, a Kwarc 2.
May I have a look?
OK. But only for a few minutes.
Ours?
Yes.
Irenka.
Have you touched her?
Of course!
They bring her to me for feeds.
From a bottle.
What?
See what a mother I am.
I can't even feed my own baby.
I love you, Irenka.
I love you.
She's smiling. Can I film her now?
She's wet herself.
No, not naked.
- Why not? - She's a girl.
Has someone died?
No, Piotrek drives a hearse. He brought the cot.
God, it gave me a fright.
Irena Mosz.
Oh! I forgot to film you coming in.
- I'll do it when she wakes up. - No, it'd be a bad omen.
Halt! Turn! Form two lines.
Masks off!
Good morning.
- You're fit! - No, I was late.
The exercise has been carried out, Commander.
- Drop by, you and Osuch. - When?
- When this is over. - Masks on!
If anyone calls, I'm out.
I asked you both to come so you couldn't deny that you own a camera.
I do.
I believe you can make films on it.
- So the instructions say. - Thank you.
Did you know that our Jubilee is imminent?
Yes, the 25th anniversary.
We expect a lot of VIPs.
Yes, we've booked the artists.
This occasion can't just come and go.
We must record it.
Which is why I want you, Mr Mosz, to film it.
Film it?
I've only just bought the camera. I wouldn't know how.
You'll learn.
How did I learn about gardening?
From books. And Stasiu?
- He learnt about stamps from books. - True.
You have a camera.
- I do. - And film?
- No, sir. - We'll buy some.
What's our Culture budget?
- 113,000 zlotys. We could start a club. - Sir...
We tried amateur theatre. It didn't work.
- Good job too. - Theatre!
Cinema is the supreme art.
- Who said that? - Lenin.
So, is it a deal?
It's a deal.
Stasiu, you're the witness.
Do you always go this fast?
Are you kidding? When I'm working, I crawl along.
Do you want a lift, Irenka?
She's lovely!
Look at this equipment: a projector, a stand, film...
Did you buy it? Is it ours?
The plant bought it. Director's orders.
Piotrek, how can I pay you for the lift? I'll buy you a bottle.
Don't be daft. Take my picture.
Here, by the van.
My mum will watch it three times. Mum?
He's going to film me!
- Take me driving down the slope, OK? - Go on, then!
- Why did they buy it? - Why?
The director wants to film the Jubilee.
He wants me to make the film. Quite a challenge!
Does it have to be you?
I'm the only one with a camera.
You bought it to film the baby.
Damn, he's driving too fast.
- Did you get it? - In technicolour!
Hey!
Mum!
- Do you know what Witek asked me? - What?
How come I had everything?
- What? - The baby, you, this place...
I said it was all I ever wanted.
If you want something badly, you get it.
It's a form of justice, I suppose.
You're a good man.
Let's love! Let's love! Let's love!
Look at him, the film-maker!
- Like he was born holding a camera. - Yes.
Let's love! Let's love! Let's love!
Let's love!
1,600 zlotys for you. 20% tax.
- There you go. - Thank you.
Name? That'll be 2,340 zlotys for you.
Filip!
Oh, leave it on the chair.
- This is for you. - Thanks. See you next time.
Still here?
- You're sweating. - Of course. How did you like me?
- You really want to know? - Actually, take it off.
You can't go in there. Film them as they come out.
I'll call you.
- Watch out! - You idiot!
What are you filming?
Oh, you know.
Anything that moves.
- Where are they? - In there. I missed them going in.
Shoot my feet going down the corridor. Then my hand on the door handle.
- We'll edit it later. - Don't be silly. Watch out.
Are you filming people going to the toilet?
I thought they were all coming out.
Why not hide in the toilet? That's enough!
What was that about?
He wanted it nice and formal, the idiot.
She's asleep.
What happened?
To the mirror?
- It broke. - How?
- I broke it. - Why?
What were you going to say earlier?
- Come here. - No.
Why did you break it?
I hit it with my hand and it broke.
Which one?
This one.
I saw you leaving the plant. You looked so tiny.
I'll never forget the way you looked.
- No, it's too soon. - It's a month now.
- It might hurt. - Then we'll stop.
Oh, God!
Irka!
Look how I've cut the film: first the artists...
Then the boss. Is it clear he's listening?
- Yes. - Irka.
I'll run it backwards.
The artists... the boss.
The artists...
Come in.
- My mum's fainted. - What is it?
I don't know.
- Help me take her to the hospital. - OK.
You can't take her in a hearse.
- You're right. I'll get a doctor. - I'll go.
Filip, she can't go in a hearse.
I'm calling a doctor. You go up.
I must get the baby to sleep. She's thrown up again.
- Hello. - Hello.
- Hang on. - What?
She's come round, but she can't move.
- At all? - Only her eyes.
Get an ambulance.
- I have a stretcher. - I'll wait here.
- Does he mean the hearse? - Yes.
- How's the baby? - Fine, thanks.
- What have you called her? - Irenka.
Terrible, going in that.
She won't come back.
Well.
That's all there is.
You've done very well.
I like the bit with the pay-out.
- Why not add a commentary, though? - What kind?
It's up to you, of course.
But I'd like to know who spoke...
...what the occasion was.
- It's obvious. - Music would help.
Music... a commentary. Like on the TV news.
Thank you. Congratulations. Very good.
Come back and see me later.
Now we're alone...
- Why show the fellow with glasses? - He was just there.
Exactly. I want to see less of him.
Less of him?
Better still, not see him at all. And the pigeons?
Let's have them out.
So three things are out:
The fellow with the glasses, the two going for a pee,
- the pigeons... And the pay-out. - That's four things.
Let's make it four, then.
I'll leave the pay-out and cut the pigeons.
If I were you...
I'd leave the pigeons and cut the pay-out. OK?
You've been making notes, sir?
I take this seriously, Mr Mosz. Look.
I've bought a pen.
With a light?
Watch this.
You'll like it here.
- A bit cold in winter. - In winter?
The boiler room is next door.
What's in there?
You can use that as a cupboard or something.
I like it here.
It's funny how things work out.
- Will I be doing something? - Like what?
- A film, I mean. - A film? You most certainly will.
I must go to the cinema more often.
There's this silence in the cinema.
She starts throwing things at him, but you can't see it.
It's clever. You don't see him, just things whizzing past him.
- I'll comb her hair. - No, don't.
Does she have to look a mess?
God, leave her. I'm telling you,
the child is the most moving during the brawls.
When you pick her up, and she's crying.
That bit sticks in your mind.
Not the happy scenes, with everything perfect.
Here we go.
Good, good.
Leave it, leave it, leave it...! Now take her.
Go to the window.
Beautiful!
If she'd fallen from the balcony, would you have shot that as well?
- You should be ashamed of yourself. - Why? Nothing happened.
Look. They're digging up the pavement.
They're always doing that.
- I'll go down and get a few shots. - Can't you do it from here?
You're right. I'll get the tripod.
That was smart thinking.
It'll be a documentary film.
What are you reading?
I'm just looking at pictures.
What?
- What's the matter? - I dreamt a hawk killed a chicken.
Oh, Irenka.
- It was just a dream. - I heard its beak hammering the skull.
There, there.
- OK? - Yes.
I'll get myself some bread.
Oh God!
I always wanted to ask you, why do you eat at night?
It's a habit I picked up at the orphanage. I like bread.
- Filip? - Hmm?
- What's it all about? - What?
I mean the films, the club...
I don't know.
One thing led to another.
And now you're hooked.
I suppose I am.
- Promise me one thing? - What?
That you'll give it up.
Go to sleep.
I was just in time. I got it all.
There's someone to see you.
- Who? - A beautiful woman.
She's in the office. She wanted to smoke.
I'll be off then.
Here he is!
- This is Filip Mosz, our film-maker. - Hello.
Hello. Anna Wlodarczyk. I'm from the Amateur Film Federation.
Your boss suggested that we include your film in our festival.
Festival?
We show films of people at work.
I don't think that's wise. It was meant only for us.
I'm impressed!
Most people make films only to win prizes.
Take a seat.
Here are the rules and an entry form.
I'll expect you in Lodz next month.
We're not members of the Federation.
- Didn't you apply? - Of course.
Then you're members.
- Can we see the film? - I'll take the call in there.
Excuse me. I won't be long.
- Cigarette? - No, thanks. I don't smoke.
Sorry.
Come in a moment, Filip.
Shut the door.
- Is it finished? - Just the commentary.
- And the matter we discussed? - No, I...
- We'd better not show it. - Go downstairs.
Does it make sense?
Yes, but why is it hacked to pieces?
You ran out of film?
Well, it's early days.
Sure, practice makes perfect.
We'll take the film.
It's great, isn't it?
Look at this, Stasiu.
- Filip... you've really got carried away. - We're getting a phone.
We have a rubber stamp already.
- Like it? - That's not what I meant.
- You pay, I deliver. - You know,
my brother-in-law found God at the age of 30.
So what? I'm 30 myself.
- He came to a bad end. - What happened?
He became a priest.
Everyone has a hobby. You've got your stamps.
That's all I have.
Nothing else.
Don't win!
With those additions, we're in business. You'll get top marks.
I wouldn't know. I had to leave.
I saw. You're too sensitive.
But you know what you want.
I've brought bits from a new film. I'd like your advice.
OK, we'll look at them later.
- Leave it with me. - Thank you.
- Excuse me. - Of course.
Do you know her?
She's got a lot of pull. Do you know who's screwing her?
This is a load of shit!
That freak! He was thrown out of film school in the first year.
He'll boo the verdict, you'll see.
How did you get those pigeons?
They just happened to be there, so I filmed them.
What an idea!
- You just film what's there? - Well, yes.
I like that.
Let's drink.
- Czeslaw! - Filip.
Let me introduce the jury.
Anna Wlodarczyk, from our Federation.
Teresa Szmigielówna, actress.
Andrzej Jurga, Warsaw Television.
Tadeusz Sobolewski, The Weekly Film.
Stanislaw Niemiaszek, representing the Trade Unions.
And myself, as chairman.
I would like to recommend for the award "The Jubilee"
by Filip Mosz, from the Wielice Film Club...
...for its originality.
The way it captures the solemnity of the occasion
while peering behind the scenes.
People in private, pigeons on the windowsill,
the actors being paid backstage...
It shows great powers of observation
and reflects an interesting modern approach to film narrative.
- Isn't it his first film? - Yes, it is.
It'd be a shame to spoil such a promising young film-maker.
He isn't that young.
Let's see you, Mr Mosz.
Go on, stand up!
My fellow jurors...
have spoken very eloquently of the films shown.
They talk of "social commitment", "modern narrative",
and "documentation of the times".
But I saw nothing of the sort.
These films were all terrible.
They reveal a knowledge of life drawn from TV and newsreels,
not from personal experience.
It is the duty of television to broadcast certain things.
Amateurs have no such duty.
You can do what you like, when you like and how you like.
That's where your strength lies.
I can't believe your life consists solely of meetings,
ovations, presentations,
parades and civil defence exercises.
On the other hand, I'm sure you could make films about yourselves
and about your workmates who really work hard to keep us all fed.
My colleague has got carried away.
We're here to give awards to films, not to make speeches.
That's precisely my point.
These films don't deserve an award. I propose this festival gives none.
Bravo! Bravo! Bravo...!
The jury has decided not to award the Grand Prix.
The second prize and 5,000 zlotys
go to Stanislaw Miklosz for "The Verdict".
The third prize and 4,000 zlotys
go to Filip Mosz for "The Jubilee".
- The third prize... - Thank you.
Thanks very much. Thank you.
Congratulations. Anna says you have something to show me.
If I may.
That's it, that's all I've done so far.
The idea is good.
- Taken from the roof of the plant? - No, from my balcony at home.
Why only overhead shots?
Yes, I suppose it's monotonous.
My wife won't let me film outside.
She's done you a favour.
The only way to do it is from one angle overhead.
- It'll win you all the top prizes. - Let's hope so.
I must go. I want to buy a heater for my flat.
- It gets very cold in the winter. - Bye. Thank you.
- Good luck, Mr Mosz. - Thank you.
- Everybody's gone. - Let's go. Will you take me for a coffee?
Whatever you like. I've never earned so much in my life.
You know who was right today?
- Jurga? - Jurga.
Those films were bad. Including yours.
You don't have to tell me.
Why did you vote for it?
To encourage you to go on. It's important to me.
I know so little about you.
What exactly do you do?
Me? I'm a buyer.
I travel a lot in Poland buying supplies for the plant.
It's not bad work.
Ania.
What about you?
Me?
I get by.
Doing quite nicely.
Know what they call me?
The Amateur. And they're right.
I've never been able to settle down.
I can't commit myself to anyone or anything.
Well, time to say goodbye, Filip.
But we'll meet again?
We will.
Yes.
- I'm blending her food. - You'll wake her up.
I'm sorry. Look, like cream!
What's wrong?
Irena...
What did you shout at the station?
That you were not to win.
Glad you're here, Stefan. There are quite a few of us now.
One thing the festival has taught me
is to stop filming jubilees.
- You got a prize though. - So?
We need a different approach.
We should make films about people.
About our feelings, our own experiences.
- Right? - Right.
Yes, Stasiu.
Right now?
The boss has invited us round.
They also gave me a diploma, sir.
Well done. Third prize.
Second, really, since there was no first prize.
Now I can congratulate you officially, Filip.
- Thank you. - Can I keep the diploma?
Yes, of course.
I planted this tree when my son was born. He died when he was five.
This one was for the girl.
These apple trees... were for the twins.
You see, that's the way it goes.
Good buyer, good film-maker. Cheers!
No, thanks. I've got too much to do. Well, what next?
We're finishing the film about that invention.
That'll be two films for the plant. Then we must make one for ourselves.
- What do you mean? - Well, not about the plant.
- What about, then? - Life.
- What did he want? - To know our plans.
- What did you say? - I told him.
- Why did you give him the diploma? - No use to me. Things will work out.
I've just had a word with Mr Osuch.
We'll let you do what you want. But we must keep a record.
We'll give you a copy of the film.
We must have something in writing, a sort of memo.
For instance: "I'm making a film about such and such..."
- You mean a script? - We can call it a script, yes.
Where were you?
- The boss asked us round. - Look.
- What's wrong? Has the doctor been? - He has.
- Come here, come on. - Oh, God.
- Go away. Go! - Give her here.
Get out!
Slam it harder!
What's this key doing here?
There wasn't a key before!
Great.
Do you really want to know about me?
Irka.
What have you done?
Clear it up!
Is that how it was in that film?
Like that?
Irka, have you gone mad?
For God's sake, what's the matter?
What's the matter?
I don't know.
You wanted me and you got me.
You wanted a daughter and I gave you one.
You were meant to be happy.
- I am happy. - No, you're not.
You're not.
I can see what's going on.
- Will you let me explain? - Yes.
I did want all those things.
And now I have them.
I'm really happy, honestly.
Then came this film business.
You know how it happened.
I realised...
there could be things worth more than peace and quiet.
That a man needs, that I need...
more than peace and quiet.
That some things can matter more than a home and a family.
What can that be?
I don't know, but it can matter more.
Do you understand?
More or less.
But so what? Everything's coming apart.
Piotrek's mother died, on top of it all.
- When? - This morning.
God, we're late.
Hello.
- Why are they waiting? - Piotrek's not here.
Piotrek hasn't come.
Piotrek!
Piotrek.
Piotrek...
Boys...
All over?
Yes.
Can you show me the bit of film you took that time?
Piotrek...
Why didn't you show up?
I couldn't.
I couldn't watch her being buried.
I couldn't.
- What's wrong with him? - Nothing.
What did he say?
He asked to see the film Filip made.
Can I keep it, the film?
Yes, of course.
Here.
I admire what you're doing, boys.
A person is dead, but she lives on here.
That's beautiful.
Look... What's this?
Can I leave this order with you?
- We'll see what we can do. - Thank you.
I feel like going to the cinema. Do you know what's on?
Camouflage, with Zanussi discussing the film afterwards.
- Where? - In Freedom Square.
I hope you deserve my talking to you.
I act as I do...
because it's convenient.
You can say I'm a cynic.
- That's obvious. - Bravo. And what's wrong with that?
For you, or for other people?
For me, let's say.
As you may have guessed...
I don't care much for other people.
- That's too bad. - In what way? Be more specific.
No...
It would be pointless.
Your arguments are much too sophisticated for me.
Who's ducking the issue now? We've changed roles.
I'd like to talk to you again.
Meanwhile, if I were you,
I'd keep a sharp look-out for the rector.
It's always a good idea to be the first to greet him.
Don't you think a film about a successful man
would have more impact?
If I could create a character in a universal mould,
I'd make a film about him, and no doubt I will one day.
I made this film because I feel
that the odds in the world today are against honest people.
They seldom succeed.
Too many of them fall by the wayside.
Is it enough for a director to believe he's telling the truth?
Or should he try to verify it?
He must. And there lies our eternal dilemma.
Wondering if what we're saying is objectively true, or wise
without being able to specify how it can be tested.
Each of us hopes that his film will help someone,
that it will change society,
but let's face the facts:
We are no longer alchemists of the soul,
capable of changing the world.
Criteria are relative.
There are no hard and fast rules.
We don't know. And this uncertainty is our strength.
It's what drives us to say things over and over again.
Differently, more tellingly, more precisely.
- Did you study another subject? - Physics.
- Is it true what you said? - At what point?
What you said about films.
Yes, though it's more complicated.
But basically I meant what I said.
Would you visit us in Wielice?
- Where's that? - Near Cracow.
We've got an amateur film club. They'd like to hear you speak.
Why don't you call me? I'll come if I can.
Can I have Film and Polityka?
Some razor blades, please.
I met Zanussi. I talked to him.
And what?
He said he'd come to our club.
He explained why he makes films.
Why?
I can't say. It's difficult.
You know what? I feel good when you're here.
OK.
What are you doing?
Oh, I'm sorry, sir.
I'd like to know what's going on.
It's in the script. A film about an old worker of merit.
Couldn't it be someone else?
Why him?
Perhaps because it's harder for him to work well.
Very clever! But a bit dishonest.
Why?
Making a cripple the subject.
You're using him to make fun of him.
No, we're not! Sir, wait till you see the film.
Filip! Was that all right, Filip?
Yes, thank you. Very good, Mr Wawrzyniec.
You won't be showing this at any film festival.
- Did you do it? - Yes.
Warsaw on the line! Booth 1.
- Hello? - Filip?
- Yes, this is Filip Mosz. - What a surprise!
I've been thinking about you.
- Thinking what? - Nice things.
- Anything the matter? - No, I just felt like calling you.
- No reason. - I'm glad.
- Honestly? - Honestly.
So am I.
- Are you doing anything? - You mean a film?
Yes. It's about this man
who's been working at our plant for 25 years.
You'll have to see it. It sounds silly over the phone.
Filip?
- Yes? - Is something wrong?
No, no.
I just saw... my wife.
- Your wife? - Yes. She was standing here.
So?
- Nothing. She's gone. - Run after her.
- Are you running? - No. I'm standing here.
What do you do in your spare time, Mr Wawrzyniec?
We stay at home.
My wife cooks dinner.
We play rummy...
- Do you ever go out? - Sometimes we go to the cinema.
A café, more often. Especially on Sundays.
My wife likes fruit jellies.
I haven't much of a sweet tooth.
One way or another, we pass the time.
When will you be back?
Don't shout in the stairway.
It's my sister's name day. It's in the calendar.
Damn, I forgot.
So what if that's not where I'm going?
Don't worry. I'll say hello from you.
They've taken all the ladders.
The train to Katowice is delayed by ten minutes.
We invite you to come to our cinema on Thursday at 4pm
to see Camouflage,
followed by a discussion with the distinguished professor
and film director, Krzyszt of Zanussi.
The showing is at 4 o'clock. The film is Camouflage.
It will finish at 5:45pm.
He's due at 5. Maybe he should have coffee with the director.
No, Stasiu.
We want to show him the club and my film.
And the audience? I'm expecting about 100.
- Come on! With 20 posters in town! - And the announcement.
We'll need extra chairs, you'll see.
Listen... Zanussi is coming tomorrow.
Will you come? I want to show him my films.
I hear you slapped posters all over town.
- I'll get Wiesia to babysit. - She can't.
- Will you come? - And you'll mind the baby?
- What are you looking for? - I've found it.
- Why do you need that shirt? - You want me to look like a tramp?
- I'll wash it. - Don't bother.
This is a friend from the club, filming for the first time today.
- Hello. - Hello.
This way.
- Another colleague. - Hello.
With these everywhere, we should get a good turnout.
- Shall we go into the club? - Certainly.
This way.
People seem to like us. I get on well with everyone at work.
Does he work here in the plant?
Yes, he does.
- Full-time? - Yes. For 25 years.
He's retiring soon in five years.
My relations with the management are very good.
I've received a few important awards.
Worker of Merit, for instance.
A watch... they seem to value me.
That's it.
I like the idea.
- A man who finds things harder than others. - Yes, that's how I see it.
But everyone says I'm making fun of a cripple.
You're not making fun of anyone.
Who's funding you?
- The plant. - They vet the scripts!
Witek!
Someone has to approve the scripts. Mine too.
- Do you know Jurga from the TV? - I do.
Have you been in touch with him?
About the film? No, nobody has seen it yet.
Why don't you write to him?
This is our director.
This is Mr Zanussi, sir.
- Pleased to meet you. - Hello.
What have you been watching?
Mr Mosz showed me his films.
The one about the cripple is interesting.
I thought I'd made myself clear, Mr Mosz.
- May I invite you to my office? - It's a bit late.
- Just a small welcome. - People are waiting.
- Have you seen Irena? - No, I haven't.
Is this the Mosz residence?
- Yes. - Telegram. Sign here, please.
- I have no change. - Don't worry.
Thank you.
I thought it was for me. It had only the surname.
"Letter received. Will call Thursday, Jurga."
I know, I read it.
- Is she the girl you rang? - Who?
Jurga!
Jurga is a man, and he's bald. He selects amateur films for TV.
- What's today? - Wednesday.
It's Thursday tomorrow. I'll wash up.
No, thanks. Go on reading.
This is Jurga. Zanussi told me you've got something new.
Yes, I showed him.
I'm doing a programme on amateurs. I want to see your new film.
- Can you hear me? - Yes, very well.
Good. Me too.
I've finished the film you saw at the festival,
the one Zanussi mentioned,
and I'm working on a new project.
Good. When will it be ready?
- In about a month. - OK. But no later.
What's the new film about?
An outing.
- A work outing. - What?
- An outing! - Good. See you soon.
Thank you.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Well...
Why are you yelling?
- It's a good line. - I don't know. He started it.
What outing were you talking about?
We want to film the trip to Ojcow and Auschwitz.
- A documentary. - Right. Good idea.
I might go with you.
Lucky the boss didn't come.
We've got ourselves a film!
Shit! When you shot those bottles...
- Were you scared? - Yes.
Don't worry.
We'll get the sack, I'm sure.
In Kafka, this bus would fly over the fields
and no one would get out.
- But it won't, right? - Probably not, Witek.
- Shit! - What?
I'm scared, Witek.
You'll manage. If I were going, I'd never come back.
Look!
Shit, you're in for quite a journey.
I'm worried about you, Mr Mosz.
Why?
You could be heading for a fall.
But you know what I'm doing.
Of course. You don't fool me.
- You're on your way to the TV? - Yes.
- What are you taking them? - Everything.
The dwarf as well?
Yes. I want to show them what things are like in our plant.
Let me tell you, then. We're buying a new camera.
- What kind? - A bit bigger than yours.
16mm?
Yes. The girl from the Federation helped me.
She's very fond of you.
I thought I recognised Pieczka in the hall.
The doorman wouldn't let him in!
Did you bring all your films?
The three I mentioned on the phone.
Are they finished?
I was up all night editing them.
I'd like... Just a second.
- Our producer would like a word with you. - Me?
Mr Mosz, Mr Kedzierski from Current Affairs.
I think we should sit down.
- You'll see me there? - Of course.
- Here we go. - Thank you.
Mr Mosz, we've had the following idea:
We want to do some features on small towns and their inhabitants.
We're looking for people.
We're interested in culture, housing, community schemes, and so on.
You've already done our town on television.
On it's a Knock-Out.
That's even better.
We go back to the town after a year.
How does it look today?
Which of yesterday's plans have come to fruition? What do you think?
You want me to do that?
No harm in trying. At first, just short reports.
We'll supply the film. You've got a 16mm camera?
Yes, I have.
Good. Come back after you've seen Jurga, OK?
- Is the material here? - Yes.
- I'll be back in the evening. - OK.
What's that on your back?
Very good.
Very good, Mr Mosz.
- Was it all your own idea? - Yes.
- No help from the wife? - No, it was mine.
The outing is a bit overdone.
Drunks and Auschwitz... it's too strong.
I'll take the pavement.
But you must let me have the dwarf.
The boss isn't too keen. He's forbidden me to show it.
But it's not just about the plant. It's a broader issue.
- True. - Well, yes or no?
Yes.
Doing business with Kedzierski?
Are you taking it or not?
Connect us, I've been waiting.
You know, for that TV show...
they did up the front of the town. The back remained as it was.
Here's your stock. Film whatever you want.
I'll take only what suits me.
- Does that seem cynical? - No.
It is cynical.
A film director once joked that he was a civil servant.
Actually... he was right.
So look for him.
Hello.
- Hi. - Hi.
Give me 25 minutes, OK? Thanks.
Nutcase. You know him?
Yes. He's crazy.
He was at the festival. Throwing bits of film all over the place.
Maybe you'd like to be an artist?
- I don't think so. - Thank God!
Ania? It's Filip.
Could we meet? I'm in town.
What a pity!
Can I call you some other time? Yes, OK.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Where's the baby? - With my mother. Since yesterday.
What's going on?
Nothing. Did you bring a present?
What's going on?
I told you. Nothing.
What do you mean, nothing?
I'm moving to my mother's.
- Where's the kid? - Which kid?
How many do I have?
- When did we last make love? - Six months ago.
Five. I'm five months pregnant.
Shall I call him?
- No. - Who?
A friend's helping us move.
A man! That's what's going on!
No, not that.
A man!
Now look. You've broken her toys.
Why now? When things are finally working out for me.
When I'm beginning to understand what this shitty life is about.
Now that I know what to live for. I did it for you two.
Why now?
- I want something else. - What?
What we both wanted at the beginning.
A bit of peace and quiet.
Rubbish! You just don't love me.
I wish I didn't.
What's that?
Go away! Go on!
For he's a jolly good fellow...
- For he's a jolly good fellow... - What's this?
- And so say all of us! - What?
"Your film will be shown on television next Saturday. Regards, Jurga."
I told you you'd be all right.
There's more to come.
I'm now working for them on a follow-up to that TV show.
Look at that.
Beautiful! Know what it is? A zoom lens.
Look, you screw it on like this...
You put the hood on...
- How much does it cost? - 16,000 zlotys.
Shit, that's amazing!
Now I zoom in...
Like the professionals, man!
- Look, the hearse! - Piotrek!
Drive, Piotrek! Drive, drive, drive!
Nice!
It's been how long... three months since he went away?
Three.
Well, let's get cracking.
I hope no one interferes.
Lead me!
Careful.
That was terrific.
Isn't it awful here?
Look! Here she is in a long shot.
And in close-up.
In order for it to match, I'll have to edit it.
That kid of yours is sweet.
Irenka.
When you edit this...
remember that when a long shot is followed by a close-up,
the subject must face the same way.
Understand?
Yes.
It's starting! I'll pour the drinks.
I'd like to show you a film by Filip Mosz of Wielice.
He told me he started the club himself,
with support from the council and managers at his workplace.
Please play the film.
AMATEUR FILM CLUB IN WIELICE
THE WORKER
26 years have passed
since I came to work here.
It just so happens that I love my work.
I've never been late for work
or missed a single day in all these years.
Things were rough at first.
My first pay packet consisted of 500 zlotys.
Later it went up to 720.
Things are all right now.
I've just had an increase of 400 zlotys.
Clearly, I'm appreciated.
On Sundays, we sleep late.
My wife cooks lunch and we play rummy.
Sometimes we go to a café.
My wife has a sweet tooth, so she always has a jelly.
I'm not very fond of sweets.
But we get on, anyway.
We have a little chat.
People seem to like us,
even though we're not from these parts.
Could you go after him, Mr Mosz?
Yes, of course.
It's been so long, we feel part of the family.
Are you all right?
You've done it beautifully, Filip.
Really beautifully!
I was so moved, I had to leave the room.
FILIP MOSZ AND WITOLD JACHOWICZ
I want you to know this is only the beginning.
On Sunday, you'll see another of Filip's documentaries.
He's dragged everything out into the open as it really is.
Here's to you, Mr Wawrzyniec...
Why has your wife left you?
You're so famous now.
I don't know. She's probably right.
It was inevitable.
- Did she take the TV set? - No.
I'm sure she'll come back.
We'll return...
Come on, Filip, sing!
...return home. We will prevail
It's an important game
Oh!
Hello, gate! You'll be on the box on Sunday.
Filip, you're so clever. My God, how clever you are!
- Me? - Six months ago, you had nothing.
Now you have everything.
- You make films. You're free. - In what way?
You're on your own.
You've got rid of Irenka and the kid. Filip!
You're so clever!
They're beginning to show the facts on TV nowadays.
That first film on our town was for TV too!
- It's the trend. - Filip!
We all watched.
Kryska's mum lives there. She almost dropped dead.
- Have a cheese sandwich. - Thanks.
As we were saying, Mr Mosz, we've got problems.
Who...?
- Will you be in later, sir? - In half an hour.
Stasiu, will you wait for me?
All my life!
He'll have to go.
- Who? - Osuch.
- What? - Who's responsible for cultural activities?
The Works Council. Osuch.
Oh my God!
We won't do anything drastic.
He just won't get re-elected.
He'll retire early.
Because of the film on the dwarf? Or the documentary?
The documentary, of course. Though the dwarf didn't help.
Let me be responsible for what I do.
- No. - No?
You're young. You can make mistakes.
It wasn't a mistake, sir. I did it because it's the truth.
Shall we go for a drive?
- Where to? - Just a drive.
Sir, did you bring me here to admire the view?
Why are you sacking an honest man?
Because of my films?
You didn't improve the back of the buildings.
People can live in pigsties as long as the front looks good.
You're first in line for drunken outings and artist invites.
But to give Wawrzyniec more than a fruit jelly would be too much.
- Stop shouting. - I want to shout! And I will!
Go on, then. I'm all ears.
You're sacking Osuch.
It's more serious than you think.
Osuch would retire anyway.
The works clerk and the architect will have to go too.
The money we received for that TV competition
was needed for other things than to smarten up the town.
We had to rebuild the slaughterhouse. And we needed a nursery school.
We started building it.
But because of your film, we'll have to stop.
Unfortunately, our needs and what we are allocated don't tally.
But one can't voice these opinions.
- Maybe. - Definitely.
Community affairs... can't always be made public.
Before opening your mouth,
you must think of the damage you can do.
- You must be well informed. - I want to be.
- People ought to be. - No.
They're not mature enough.
So it's back to square one.
I'm doing a doctorate in economics.
I've had to study law, two languages, sociology...
One must be informed.
What's your next film about?
- The brickworks. It's good. - Oh, God.
They haven't made a brick for months.
I'll tell you why.
It's a small plant. Local supplies of materials have run out.
But jobs must remain.
So the men are employed cleaning the town, shovelling snow.
I know. But why build the factory there in the first place?
Mr Mosz...
Here, have a look.
It's so simple.
The world can be beautiful.
People live and love.
You should look at that, too.
Your films are so bleak and gloomy.
I see.
Only nature can be shown as it really is.
Maybe.
- Is Witek in? - No, just Mr Osuch.
Would you like some coffee?
Here.
Stasiu.
What can I say?
Nothing. I know how you feel, I know you're sorry.
I could tell you it's not your fault, but I won't.
The matter is far more serious.
You must realise that this will happen again, and you must carry on.
If you feel you're right, nothing else matters.
You'll never know who you're helping and who you're working against.
Like you didn't know now.
You'll help some, harm others.
You're sensitive, so it'll be tough.
But you must obey your instincts.
Something good has awoken in you. Hang on to it.
You see...
I've grown very fond of you.
I'm proud of you. Filip!
We've all come to believe in you.
You can't do anything for me.
You can't.
Forget about it.
Oh, here's Witek!
Witek, wait!
Witek, where's the film? The one about the brickworks.
I put it on the train.
- What time does it leave? - 3:30pm.
- Shit. I'll run. - But...
Hey, there's a chain!
- What's this? - You'll have to sign a chit.
- The one who sent it. - You sign it. Go on!
What did the boss tell you?
Nothing.
You'll expose it!
Filip! You'll ruin it!
Go on!
Get it!
You've ruined it!
You stupid bastard!
You forgot to put out the bottle.
- What's today? - Sunday, sir.
She...
She woke up at 4 in the morning.
I was eating bread.
That was a year ago.
It must have hurt her a lot.
She was all wet.
I had to carry her.
I could hardly walk.
I left her in the hospital.
Some woman in labour was screaming. That frightened her.
I walked up and down outside the hospital for hours.
Then she opened a window and we talked, but not for long.
In the morning, I bought some vodka and went to work.