All That I Love Page #4

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The boys started a band, you know...

And why do you care?

You want to be a singer now?

We're just talking.

Wait.

Are you going somewhere?

What's that? Show it to me.

That's my tape!

- Oh, yeah? I'd like to listen to it.

- You will regret it, you scumbag.

You don't mind, do you?

How is Basia?

Will she be at the concert?

Don't know.

We don't talk.

Are you still upset?

She started it, not me.

You guys should talk.

What about?

It's all f***ed up.

Maybe it is...

...but the girl's cool.

Didn't you forget something?

Like what?

Like a tie...

Mom, we're playing a concert.

I can't look like a loser.

- The guys on your posters wear ties.

- Yeah, but they're different!

How's this one?

Let me see...

Not bad!

Thank you.

Where the f*** is he?!

What if he doesn't come?

He will come.

What if not?

He will!

Let's wait fifteen more minutes.

Janek, come here for a second!

The commissioner says

your songs were not reviewed

by a censor and you can't play them.

Did you understand?

I'll be in the hall.

Why on earth did you

give him the tape?

Don't you understand?

We all can have problems,

you, me, your dad.

Do you hear what I'm saying?

I'm sorry.

I got lost in thoughts.

He picked at that the lyrics, that

they didn't go through the censor.

F*** him. Janek! God damn it!

Or maybe you're afraid that daddy

will give you a whipping...

That's what it tastes like.

Others will have to pay

for our freedom.

- I don't give a f***.

- But I do.

What we're doing is important.

You care more about them

than about the band?

Look me in the eyes.

Go ahead, look.

I thought we were...

f***ing 'unbreakable'?

Was I wrong?

Well, folks...

That's all for today.

But soon, we'll play a real

concert and much, much more...

Hey, who painted

your face like this?

Commie cops.

Solidarity!

We're playing!

Sham, fetishists

Crap!

Kill'em all!

Conformist generation

Crap!

Kill'em all!

Your ideals

Kill'em all!

It's about time

To kill ya all!

Discotheque, slut-o-theque

Crap!

Kill'em all!

Our vanguard

Want to

To kill ya all!

It's about time

It's about time

It's about time

To kill ya all!

To kill ya all!

- Dad...

- I know, I know.

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

Go to sleep, son.

What now?

Nothing yet.

But Sokolowski reported

that it was all planned.

That it was an anti-socialist action.

What?

But it's nonsense.

He claims that the rehearsals took

place within the military compound...

...and that I was behind all of this.

That's absurd.

Yeah. They're summoning

me to Gdansk.

Where are you heading?

I don't know.

Can I walk with you?

If you want to.

Do you want me to?

Everyone keeps talking

about this concert.

Maybe just a few teachers,

a few cops - what a company.

It's not only them.

People were talking about

it at the store today.

They said there was

this demonstration and a concert...

My dad liked it, too.

They let him out?

A month ago.

He said you were a cool guy.

There'll be huge problems...

There are always some.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Well?

- Nothing.

Before, in front of the school,

you were so shy. And now...

I missed you.

And I missed you.

Silly.

Yeah.

My old man was

summoned to Gdansk.

Nobody knows why.

He'll probably get discharged

from the Navy or get locked away.

What for?

'For providing aid and loaning

military supplies...

to an anti-socialist demonstration.'

What's going on?

What's going on?

We're leaving for West Germany.

On vacation?

'There's no future here... '

Who told you that?

It doesn't matter; I have

no control over any of this.

When?

On the tenth.

Now, the tenth of July.

You know what? I have to go.

Janek!

Janek!

Any hospital will hire you.

- What about you?

- I have a college degree.

I have a profession.

I don't need to wear a uniform.

Very funny.

Stop joking, ok?

It can't be all

the way they want it.

What about the boys? The school?

Where are we going to live?

For now, at grandpa's.

And then, we'll see.

In the countryside?

What's so bad about it?

How do you imagine this?

Janek goes to the

university next year.

Staszek soon afterwards.

Janek?

What the hell?

What the f*** are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm grounded.

If I don't get home now,

it will just get worse.

Dad said he would kill me

if I bring cops home.

How about yours?

You'll be surprised.

He said it was the biggest

protest in the district

since the beginning of martial law.

ALL THAT I LOVE:

written and directed by

Jacek Borcuch

Director of Photography:

Michal Englert

music by

Daniel Bloom

Production Designer:

Elwira Pluta

Costume Designer:

Magda Maciejewska

edited by:
Agnieszka Glinska,

Krzysztof Szpetmanski

Production Manager:

Anna Wydra

Producers:
Jan Dworak, Kamila Polit,

Renata Czarnkowska-Listos

sound by Tomasz Dukszta,

Zofia Golebiowska, Bartlomiej Wozniak

Laser Film Text Warszawa

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