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The boy.
How did you do it?
With an axe?
I left him with Ra...
And went to fight...
For God knows what.
I hardly knew him.
Praise be to God.
Leave my father alone,
let him die in peace.
Nobody can prove anything anyway.
What happened, happened.
What do you want?
You give up claims to the house
and I'll show you where they're buried...
And you leave us in peace.
Deal?
Yes.
Good.
See you tomorrow.
I know I can trust you, sister.
So?
Did you find that man?
Yes.
What now?
You're going back to the institution?
You mean the convent? Yes.
For long?
Forever.
I'm taking my vows next week.
And you?
I'm mainly trying to avoid the army.
And vows too.
You've no idea of the effect
you have, do you?
And me?
Why am I not here?
You were tiny...
No one would know you were Jewish.
I took you to the priest
and left you there.
The boy was dark and circumcised.
It wasn't father...
I killed them.
We'll go to Lublin.
If that graveyard still exists.
We should find a priest.
You mean a rabbi.
Don't drink now.
It's a long way, I'll sober up.
Will you come to my vows?
No, but I'll drink to your health.
It's a pity Ra couldn't see you.
So?
Our Father who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name, Thy kingdom come...
I'm not ready.
Forgive me.
In front of all you sisters gathered here
and you Mother Superior...
I vow chastity, poverty and
obedience...
Do not despise, Lord,
this heart, repentant and humble.
Do you have a car?
Of course.
Will you drive me home?
Not now. Sit down.
She has such beautiful hair.
But she hides it away.
Who?
Ida.
Comrade Wanda Gruz contributed greatly...
To the creation of a new Poland...
Tenaciously exercising People's justice...
...farewell comrade...
You'll live forever in our memory.
What are you thinking about?
I'm not thinking.
We're off to Gdask to do some gigs.
Wanna come?
Ever been to the seaside?
I haven't been anywhere.
Come along, then...
You'll listen to us play,
we'll walk on the beach.
And then?
Then we'll buy a dog...
Get married, have children...
Get a house.
And then?
The usual. Life.
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