Lejdis Page #7

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- Me?

- That's what you said.

- Maybe in your dream.

Tonight.

- Rubbish!

- No.

"I love you, Erwin!"

- Four times!

- Stop it!

- Ok, I can stop.

- Ok!

It's complete sh*t!

If it's sh*t,

then why did you say it?

Because you were pathetic,

I wanted to help you somehow.

It was sincere.

F*** off, Erwin!

This is sincere, too.

You're scared?

I'm not! I knew from the start

- we were made for each other!

- We?

Back to f***ing Mars!

I f***ed you to get over it!

To make you stop following me!

That's not true.

Shall we make a bet?

Well, what are you staring at?

I will never be with you, never!

Get it?

Spring, with its arrogant,

sunny energy,

came unnoticed by Korba.

She was sleepy all the time

and spent time at home,

telling herself that anything

was better than Erwin's love.

ucja was so terrified by the affair

with her former student,

she began avoiding him.

In the meantime, Szymek -

who thought only about

playing for Barcelona -

decided that being

an orthopaedist in Warsaw

is also interesting.

Monia's mother finally

moved in with her father,

he was so happy he forgot

about his daughter.

That's what Monia thought.

She started practising

piano again and ignored her husband

who was preparing for the final

conquest of Germania.

Meanwhile, Goka

was feeling better than ever.

Artur moved back to Warsaw

and bought her a car as an apology.

The three months of spring felt

so much like honeymoon,

Goka again believed that

her baby would appear any minute.

First!

Mum, I have to!

Football at night?!

And homework?

- Mum! I'm meeting Wojtek!

- What Wojtek, Szymek?

His mother lets him

play football at night?

- His mother doesn't know!

- Even better!

Women work like horses,

everybody else is running wild.

I don't know about his mother,

but he certainly does.

That's why we play so late!

After he finishes work.

- Finishes what?!

- His job!

- How old is Wojtek?

- I don't know, 50.

F*** off, you!

You... conductor, you!

F*** off, or I'll call the police!

Darling, could you make me...

...some tea?

You read my mind.

I try to.

Our tea will get cold.

Know what

I'm thinking about?

About subsidies

for European farmers?

I think a baby

is a really good idea.

Erwin, stop being a faithful dog.

I'll be waiting...

Always, I need you to know.

Ok, I know already.

Now get off me.

- Hey!

- Hey!

- What idyllic scent...

- You're Korba, right?

No.

You are.

My fame is larger than myself,

I see.

Good stuff.

You got this at nursery school?

Ok, little boy,

who are you

and what do you want?

- I'm waiting for you.

- I'm not.

- I want to talk.

- You all say that.

- Really!

- You already are.

- Not here.

- You want to go upstairs?

It's too good for you, boy.

- You don't understand.

- No, you don't.

Older kids aren't resting

with kiddies today.

Bummer!

How can I look at him?

- Want eye drops?

- Forget eye drops!

Jesus, Wojtek isn't paedophile!

He's an orthopaedist!

You're too young

to judge people.

What normal man

hangs out with a kid?

- But you hang out with kids, too.

- I'm a teacher!

Teachers can be perverts as well,

and sleep with students!

Jesus Christ, Szymek,

what are you talking about?

See? You react this way

'cause you're normal! So is Wojtek!

You should apologize to him.

THREE DAYS LATER

Only ambulances are allowed here.

Visitors go there.

I'm an ambulance.

I want my egg howling at sperm

like a wolf howls at the moon!

- Like in space flights!

- Howl at sperm. Yes, yes.

I've tried everything.

Now I need to trust science!

Magorzata,

we will get pregnant.

I will do everything possible.

Yes, yes.

We'll start measuring the size

of the vesicle in 10 days.

Until then,

please have a check-up.

- Howl at sperm... there you go.

- Thank you.

You are stubborn.

- Runs in the family.

- In mine, too.

Do you have a name?

Friends call me Yerba.

Yerba? Funny...

Yerba and Korba

in one house they stood,

Yerba below

and Korba...

Come!

A dying daddy? Is that some

new trick? Any wheelchair?

- He's not in a wheelchair.

- They're very trendy now!

- Pick up chicks with handicaps?!

- Who's picking up chicks?

- Not me!

- Me neither!

Which f***ed up Romeo

has been standing outside for days?

- I said I only wanted to talk.

- Oh, and who am I?

Doctor Freud?

I don't like listening about

your dying daddy!

- I have no one else to talk to.

- Yerba, I'm so sorry!

I'm so awfully sorry!

I can't care about

all the world's problems!

I don't know you.

You want to listen about my dad?

- Yeah.

- F***.

That's very noble, Your Holiness,

really,

I don't talk about my father

with anybody else, understand?

And after such foreplay I've

lost my appetite so f*** off.

God bless you!

Get lost, you brat!

Or I'll call the police!

You haven't changed the locks

in your door for so many years.

Lost?

Why should I care?

Men who can't raise

children shouldn't have them.

- You're being unfair!

- Me?

I'm thirty-one years old, dad!

- It's been 13 years.

- But you didn't want to see me!

- You left me!

- That's not true!

I quit my job when mum died

to take care of you!

For 2 years! Then you sent me

to a boarding school!

Four years, dad!

Thanks to you I spent the

four years with crazy nuns!

- In one of the best schools!

- How are you so f***ing sure?

Shame you didn't ask me!

It wasn't about my school!

Just more time

for the slut and baby!

I wanted to have a life, too!

I wanted to have a normal life!

So did I, dad!

- Are you feeling ok?

- It's a cold...

A bit like... water?

I thought I could sort it out

somehow.

But you didn't.

Fortunately, I did quite well myself

and I really like my life, dad!

Without you!

It's not about me, Karolina.

Jasiek is only eighteen years old...

- He never ran away before.

- I told you it's not my business!

I'm sorry...

I'll go now.

If Jasiek shows up here

by any chance...

- He's your brother.

- No, he's not.

I flooded his flat!

I am really awfully sorry,

awfully sorry!

But ucja!

Don't even mention it.

- I have a different issue.

- Other than the ceiling?

Ceiling? What ceiling?

Whatever...

Your boyfriend asked me.

You have a boyfriend?

- Me? No. But you.

- Me?!

If this is some kind of revenge for

the paedophile thing I'm not amused!

But he was in my flat!

About the toilet! Mister Dywanik...

Mister Dywanik has been out of

my life for some time now, mister!

That's strange. Because

he asked me today... begged...

- to say he's waiting!

- This must be a joke!

Seriously, Mr. Dywanik and

his brother had a serious accident.

On a motorbike.

They are both lying in my ward.

Jesus Christ,

are they going to die?!

No, no, they're out of danger

but the treatment

could last many months...

So it would be better

if you paid him a visit.

Goodbye.

I see it, love, I see...

Your love line shows it clearly...

Your husband loves you

and he'll be simply mad

about you, soon...

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