How Much Does the Trojan Horse Weigh? Page #3

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- Yes.

Or maybe the next two...

- Your ID, please.

- Here.

- But you're registered in Warsaw!

- For five generations.

- I can't check you in.

- Why?

- You kidding?

- No, I'm not. Why?

- These are the rules.

- Change them, then!

Of course, but

it'll take a while...

- I even know how long!

- Interesting. How long?

Two years and...

twenty days.

Then welcome in two years

and... twenty days.

Sexy glasses.

Marks, dollars, bonds...

Marks, dollars, bonds...

What?

Get lost, man!

Kuba, where are you?

- Hi.

- Hi.

We're at variance,

but I must stay overnight.

- At variance? Over what?

- We aren't? So much the better.

What have you done

to your hair?

Grown, cut?

Tell me what happened?

Oh, many happy returns

on your name day.

Name day, shname day.

I've left Darek!

You don't say?!

- Only 10 years too late.

- Your long hair was more becoming.

Ten years?

Three years after the wedding.

- You've known him for five!

- Can I sleep here?

I wanted at the hotel, but forgot

you have these commies!

I'll find something tomorrow.

What're you talking about?

Of course, you can.

- In my room or with Grandma?

- With Grandma?! She lives!

Good Mom is here.

Outta here.

Grandma?

Zosia! Come to me,

my darling name day girl.

Many happy returns

of the day!

- My dear Grandma!

- I've got pralines for you.

What's wrong?

Something happened?

I'm so happy to see you.

It's no good you just

walked out on him.

If he wasn't honest with you,

he should've left

if you're sure

you won't forgive him.

In my times women often

forgave men their cheating.

After all, they're men.

Grandma, times have changed.

I don't want to forgive him.

- Most important, I don't love him.

- You love someone else?

Yes.

You want to be with him

and something's in the way?

Yes.

- Is he married?

- That's not the problem.

What is, then?

I'll meet him in 8 years.

In 8 years...

and you love him already?

Yes, he's the love

of my life.

I see.

You're the only one

I can tell the truth to.

Promise you won't

laugh at me.

Promise.

I know my future life, the next

You do? How come?

I've lived through them.

It's a time warp.

Interesting...

I was in bed with Kuba

on Jan. 1, 2000

and left for the bathroom

for a moment.

On my return it was '87,

Darek was in bed,

whom I don't love, and Kuba,

that I do, had disappeared!

I'd dissuaded you from

marrying Darek,

but today I advice,

since it's a time warp

and know all about him,

try to find a remedy.

Something

could be salvaged.

Nothing can!

I can't be with Darek

since I met Kuba!

What remedy?

To enter the room before

he takes off his pants?

But I can't change his mindset.

Darek's a guy who

shouldn't start a family!

Aren't you jumping

to conclusions?

What would you do

if you were me?

If there was a time warp?

I'd certainly try to

remedy whatever possible.

I wouldn't move out

of the house for sure.

It's your home.

It's so good you're here.

- Teresa, you're here...

- Hi, Zosia.

- Outta here. Bye.

- Hi, Jurek.

- May I date you some day?

- What's so urgent?

You're married, but no wedding

ring today, so I thought...

Warm, warm.

Why don't you read

"Personal Attraction

from the First Sight

till Emotional Attachments..."

Who wrote it?

"Social Psychology" by Aronson,

Wilson, Alert; Warsaw 1997.

I'll sure read it.

'97? You mean '87?

Sure. But I have

other fish to fry.

I'm making a genuine

DDR coffee

Dad's brought from a business trip.

Isn't today your name day?

It is because it's today!

The pralines! Teresa!

Come here for a sec, come.

Excuse me,

I must've lost my way.

I'm looking for

the Sociology Dept. office...

Sociology is on Karowa St.

Somewhere else.

Open up!

I'm not disturbing, I hope.

A little. Goodbye. Go now.

It's far from here.

You aren't too polite.

A sympatico guy...

I know what I'm doing.

You crazy?

I give you coffee and you...

I'm so happy we'll be

drinking the coffee all alone!

In 10 years, we'll set up

a psychotherapeutic office!

- And me?

- You'll be treated there.

OK, OK...

How do I find Kuba?

And why me?!

Please be seated.

One moment.

You know what's the best

in the world?

Communism.

And what's the worst?

The fact that it's over here.

- You've flipped out?

- Yes, because I married you.

Are you writing poems?

We have visitors!

- You do.

- No food ready?

If you like to eat,

you could've done it.

- If you'd warned me.

- I warned you that I f*** it!

Zosia! I'm sorry. I clean forgot.

It's your name day today.

Forgive me.

All because

of that meeting.

You know how important

it is. I told you. Remember?

The Svensons are looking

for a site near Warsaw

to set up Ikea there.

They liked my 3 ha of wasteland.

It may be a gold mine

to set us for a lifetime.

I'll celebrate your name

day every day.

- What is it, anyway?

- I want you to leave me alone.

I will if you prepare the dinner.

You'll leave for a week!

Why? This is my home.

You leave... tomorrow for two weeks.

Tomorrow? Give me

two days at least.

I must get the folks

ready in the firm.

Will you leave

for two weeks?

Just make the dinner.

I beg you!

- There's nothing in the house.

- Nothing? I've provided everything!

Kabanosy, smoked sirloin,

ham! Everything!

You know what it took?!

Tickets to that film festival,

a color TV I bartered

for bikes for the twins

of the meat products manager.

Now I have access

to that supermarket

all year round from the back!

Everything's in the fridge.

I'll make the dinner.

Our last together.

My sweet...

And some good advice:

Better not tell them

about your holidays

in Sweden...

Come on, Zosia. I know

what, when and to whom.

It's a first class dinner.

I haven't eaten kabanosy

for months.

The last dinner I'm

making in this house.

I understand you. I'd like to suddenly

bolt from the kitchen, take a suitcase

and flee for ever.

- What's that, a modern kind of joke?

- She isn't kidding.

But it's irresponsible.

And how! I'll do it too.

Enough of this slavery.

What's this meeting in the house?!

There're restaurants...

Lars's congratulations on having

such a wonderful wife!

He's happy we'll be

business partners.

So am I! All the best!

Your health.

We Poles and the Swedes

have a lot in common.

We had a common king,

have a common sea.

I'll tell you about

my holidays in Sweden.

Ten years ago

in Oaxen Skargardskrog

n/ Stockholm!

Go ahead!

With Tadeusz here

we'd been going on holidays

together for 10 years...

Vodka, cigarettes, barter.

One had to make a living, no?

- He had a Fiat 125p.

- Yellow Bahama.

And I, a Polish trailer.

I was so young then, huh?

It was more difficult

to get than a flat.

- In 1977...

- I was refused my passport.

The holidays - in jeopardy.

And the possible pay

I could've lived off for a year.

My entrepreneurial gene

to the rescue.

Tadeusz tows me in

the trailer to winoujcie,

where he parks it on the ferry.

Having made friends

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