Listy do M. 3 Page #5

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Your ID, please.

Karolina Krawczyk,

daughter of Stanisaw and Cecylia,

residing at...

66 Sowiskiego Street

apartment 141, Warsaw.

One moment.

A makeup gift for you.

If you don't like it,

we'll return it.

Nice, thank you.

Let's go, Kuba.

We'll take him back

to that guy from the business card.

I've already contacted him.

He's expecting us.

Honey, understand, please.

We can't have a dog now.

Okay, I'll tell you,

though it was meant to be a surprise.

We're flying to the Maldives for

the New Year. Everything's been paid for.

- Why are you doing this to me?

- You said you wanted to get away.

After we've returned,

I'll buy you a Yorkie.

Yorkies are the best.

Mom had two.

Kazik!

- Did you get off?

- No. I'm riding with grandpa.

He's not your grandpa, son.

- I told you.

- He said he is.

What did he say?

That he's my grandpa.

He bought me a ticket. He's cool.

He even returned the wallet

he found to that lady.

How generous of him.

Listen to me, son.

Wait a moment.

- Tell him.

- What?

Whom?

Hello?

- Listen to me.

- Hi. Who is this?

Czarek?

I'll tell you who I am,

if you tell me who you are.

- Do you remember fat Stasia?

- Stasia wasn't fat.

- So you don't remember her.

- How could I not remember her?

She got pregnant, remember?

You went out to get smokes.

- Stasia was as slim as a rake.

- She was fat!

- I know better...

- No, I do!

She's my mother,

so I know better, don't I?

Son, sonny...

Sonny?

Remember it once and for all,

mother was fat!

She was chubby, bulky and fat!

You trickster, you...

See? This is the way it is.

Kisses and hugs.

See you.

Greetings.

Bye-bye.

What did dad say?

We just chatted about good old times.

Se la vie, as the French say.

What matters is you're my grandpa.

And I found you.

My eyes got irritated.

Will you help me publish

these drawings?

They are very good.

I'll foot all the bills.

Just call her right now, please.

- Listen...

- Her kid is unpredictable.

- We must act quickly.

- Wake up, please.

You haven't showed up

at the university for 2 years.

You haven't finished your book. And you

were hiding from me at the cemetery today.

- I'd love to help you, but...

- If I don't call her in 2 hours,

- I'll lose everything.

- Just your laptop.

Unless that laptop is everything to you.

Will you publish those damn

drawings, or not?

No.

Wait, please.

Spend Christmas Eve with us.

I'm spending Christmas Eve

with my wife.

Magorzata is gone.

Gone. Accept it.

Accept it!

Here.

Stick to the dosage.

- Are you certain?

- Yes.

Hello?

Szczepan...

I love you.

What a great coincidence,

because I love you too.

We could go skating together.

We'll do that.

We'll have sex in the restroom.

Okay.

I just wanted to hear your voice.

That's what it's all about.

That's what it's all about.

Will you walk him?

Stop acting up.

It's just a common mutt.

I don't understand you.

Exactly.

Come.

- Will you come in?

- I can't.

Just for a minute?

At least it won't end up

in a dumpster.

I'm sorry.

I've got to go.

Kazik!

Kazik!

It's okay.

Dad! Dad! Look!

Grandpa. I found him.

Thank you for looking after my son.

Here's for the ticket.

Can't you recognize him, dad?

It's grandpa.

- No, I can't recognize him.

- It's grandpa.

He's no grandpa.

He's a common crook.

Dad's right.

I'm not your grandpa.

I'm not your father, either.

But you said otherwise.

Kazik!

Au revoir, garcon.

Merry Christmas, little man.

Stop pulling. It's closed.

Relax.

It seems like you've got

to stay on this side.

Leave me alone, mister.

You're having a bad day too.

After all, it's Christmas Eve.

Let it be my loss.

Nice sweater.

Do you want me to open it for you?

Not really.

I guess I'll stay on this side.

What the f*** am I doing?

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

F***!

How did you get out of the precinct?

A Christmas miracle.

I want a crown this time.

Are you King Balthazar, or something?

- A crown witness...

- We know what it is.

I plead mitigation.

Why's that?

This is why.

I know where Magnana is.

- Hello?

- Hi.

I want to wish you Merry Christmas.

- You and your mom.

- What about the laptop? I still have it.

You can keep it.

I don't need it anymore.

What do you mean?

Hurry up, Zuza.

Andrzej! Listen.

We've known each other for years.

But sometimes we don't

understand each other.

And?

The problem is I don't love you.

How come?

Sweethearts.

Dusia?

Dusia, hey?

What's wrong?

Hello? Tickle, tickle.

What about a smile?

What's wrong, sweetie?

Nothing, mom.

Imagine I got a call...

from Stefan,

Wojtek's friend,

and he told me there's someone

willing to publish my drawings,

as illustrations for children stories.

Great, isn't it?

I just wonder how come

Wojtek had them.

Hello?

I'm speaking to you. Hello?

I stole a laptop.

"LETTERS TO M."

Where have you been, mom?

- I need to talk to your father.

- Don't, mom...

Karina, my love!

- Look.

- Listen, Szczepan...

Look. Your skates...

- I don't want to skate.

- Neither do I.

I just realized we never

did it in skates.

Come on. Put them on.

Go ahead, do it.

- Szczepan...

- What? What?

We're still young!

We can make love anywhere.

In San Francisco, San Diego,

San Paolo, San Escobar, Sandomierz...

I called about the job.

- And?

- I'm good.

Very well. Listen...

- What?

- We need to talk.

Do you know what I told him?

- That he has wet dreams.

- F***.

That I don't give a sh*t

about his trial period.

- I told him to go f*** himself.

- You quit your job?

Yes!

Yes.

Karina, we're young.

We need to feel the wind in our hair.

As long as we still have hair.

What?

- We need to buy an apartment.

- Why?

Spring is coming, honey.

We'll live in a tent.

I've understood everything.

Just like in Mexico, remember?

I'm pregnant.

Oh, f***.

"Dear Stasia.

"Send me some money, if you can,

"because my resources are running low.

"Not much luck in cards recently.

"Tell Melchior that dad loves him.

"Czarek."

Is that what a dad would

write or a bum?

- So it's all true.

- What's true?

Everything. On the train, you said

grandpa was a bum.

He could do card tricks, too.

Boys, Christmas Eve's dinner is ready.

Mom! Why didn't you tell me about

the letters from my father?

Why did you hide them from me?

- Because he's a douchebag.

- A douchebag, see?

- How could you not recognize him?

- To be fair though,

he always sent you birthday presents.

- You never gave me anything.

- Didn't I? What about those?

You plastered the whole wall

with his presents.

- These are just drip mats.

- Yes.

He sent you matches

for your 18th birthday, remember?

- Was it from him?

- Yes.

Let's go.

The fish is getting cold.

Good evening.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Wojtek...

Looks good on you.

- Let's go.

- Wait.

Won't you come in?

We'll break the wafer.

I don't know how it's gonna be.

We don't have anything.

No apartment, no job,

no money, no nothing.

Don't worry. I'll find a job.

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