Cicha noc Page #4
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looking for work for her son?
They ask her what's his profession,
she says he's in construction.
They're looking for a foreman
for 5,000 a month.
The woman says it's too much,
her son will drink it all away.
They tell her that they need
an assistant foreman for 3,000.
The woman says her son should earn
just enough for food and rent.
So they tell her:
"To earn that little,
you need a college degree."
I knew that one.
I'll find you something.
Stop the bullshit and cut to the chase.
I want to sell grandpa's house.
- It's not my house.
- It is.
I'll pay you back, once things pick up.
It'd be like a loan.
What's the interest on this "loan"?
What is it?
Don't leave me alone with the crazies.
- I'm coming.
- Yes, you're coming with me.
I'm joking. The house is yours.
- Thanks.
- What house?
- None of your business.
- What?
I'm selling grandpa's house.
I'll take the money and pay Jolka back.
- Says who?
- What?
And if I don't agree?
This is family business.
Does this ring a bell?
Adam,
give the husband and wife
a moment to talk.
Who has the remote?
Turn it off!
Jolka and Pawe agreed.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
I'll pay you back.
I'll bring the buyer next week.
I gotta go.
Just remember, it's all we have.
Kasia! Eat your food!
I won't let you down. You'll see.
Everyone! I have to get going.
- Already?
- Asia's home alone.
Auntie.
Merry Christmas.
Mom.
- Grandma, kids.
- See you!
Give me a kiss!
Don't get up, grandpa.
Everyone, Merry Christmas!
- Give her our best!
- Drive safely!
I'd wait on that house.
Jolka and I are still thinking.
Merry Christmas!
Santa Claus handed me a present
for the head of the household.
- What's the occasion?
- Christmas!
At last, someone with class!
Pour some, girls!
Bring some kompot or tea!
Grandpa's so hardcore.
Everyone, I'd like to make
an announcement.
Asia and I are having a baby.
Cheers! One hundred happy years!
That's the best present ever, Adam!
Thank you all very much.
All right. Just one.
There you are!
Let's do a shot.
- You don't want a drink?
- No.
What the f*** is your problem?
Ma asked me to make peace with you.
You're drunk.
I'm doing this for us.
If I don't take a chance,
we'll all rot here.
I wanted to help you, a**hole!
Did I ask for your help?
You're not better than me.
- Have I ever said that?
- No!
But you think that.
- Come here.
- F*** you!
F*** yourself!
Boys, come! We're taking a picture!
- We're not coming!
- Go back in the house!
Next year, the family will be smaller.
I'm moving on...
I wanted you as her godfather.
What's with the photo, grandpa?
- Cheers!
- I'm so happy!
Where's Jolka?
Marcin will take it, he's not family.
Dad! How could you?
Where's Jolka?
Next year we'll have one more member.
- Are we all in the shot?
- Get closer!
Close to the tree.
I want mom and dad in the middle!
Smile!
Let's have a Merry Christmas!
Ready?
Dad, smile a little!
Ready? Three...
On three, say "Heniek"!
One, two, three!
Jolka agreed.
And then she changed her mind.
- What are you talking about?
- I'm her husband.
I'm just telling you we spoke,
and she hasn't decided yet.
It's none of your business.
Unlike you, I'm looking out for her.
Boys, are you making out or something?
I'm coming, grandpa.
Is it a boy or girl?
- You can't tell yet.
- What's that?
The fetal bubble.
- How do they do that?
- They use ultrasound.
- What?
- Ultrasound!
Through the stomach?
Not through the butt!
- How old was the baby?
- Four months.
- Any newer pictures?
- Didn't get any.
Maybe she wanted you
to see it in real life.
The kid's not even born yet,
stop f***ing pestering him!
- Stop cursing!
- We should all be happy.
- Our legacy will live on.
- Exactly, grandpa.
What legacy?
I don't know...
Poor child.
- Adam!
- What?
- Don't be like your dad.
- What?
Every time he came home,
a stork would follow.
He wasn't home often
but he was effective, right?
Dad doesn't drink.
- What do you mean?
- Just that.
- Why?
- He drank more than his share.
But it's a special occasion!
Maybe I should, given the circumstances.
Being gone all these years.
Maybe now that I'm here...
Zbyszek, you promised me.
You've also had enough, dad!
- There's glass everywhere.
- Leave it, ma.
- I'll drink to my grandson!
- Great-grandson!
Keep an eye on him.
I'll be right out.
What's going on?
I just need a moment.
- What's that?
- I fell.
Show me!
It was dark and I fell.
- He hit you?
- No.
Because of the house?
- He didn't mean to.
- All right.
Playing lively for the baby on a Lyre
Glory in great heights
And peace on Earth!
Glory in great heights
And peace on Earth!
To you they bowed
With humble hearts, Oh Lord!
Glory in great heights
And peace on Earth!
Come, let's figure this out.
We're family, right?
Call Asia and wish her
a Merry Christmas.
I'll call her in a minute.
- Let's go for a walk.
- Sure. We're family.
- Will you call her?
- Yes, grandma.
- I gotta take a leak.
- Me too.
Do what you want.
What the f*** are you doing?
This d*ckhead hit our sister!
It was an accident!
So is this!
Let him go!
Leave him alone!
Don't you care?
- It's their business.
- It's ours, too!
Help me, get some vodka.
Go, see how strong Marcin is.
- What?
Be nice.
Repeat after me.
I will never...
hit...
or be violent...
to my wife again.
This can be used in court.
One more word about the house,
and I'll f***ing kill you.
That's from Jolka.
Give me the vodka.
Grab his arms.
We'll say he got drunk and tripped.
Swallow it.
Jolka won't forgive me
if you choke to death.
One more time!
Marcin had an accident!
Oh my God!
He'll be fine.
What happened?
He's drunk, otherwise he could've died.
Get hydrogen peroxide.
Lay him on the bed.
I'll be going.
- Where's my phone?
- In grandpa's room. I'll get it.
Adam, dad went missing.
God damn it!
Your phone!
- I have to tell you something.
- What?
You said enough for one day,
little brother.
I didn't want to say it
in front of the family.
Just don't be mad.
A car dealership.
You'll bring cars from Holland,
I'll sell them here.
Will you help?
Sure, I'll help.
- It'll be a good business.
- I'll help you. I'll help everyone.
Mom's looking for you.
I have to go.
Be safe out there.
- Any advice?
- About what?
About having a kid. A family.
No.
Not my strong suit.
Are you mad at me?
Mad? I'm proud of you.
Truly.
I was afraid for so long.
I can't be much dumber than you.
Or maybe I am.
I didn't have the balls or the know-how.
I preferred to live like this.
Going back and forth.
And what do I have to show for it?
A lot.
What, exactly?
I barely saw your mother
all these years.
All did was lose my f***ing health.
Let's go home.
Wait a second.
You know why
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