On Body and Soul

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ON BODY AND SOUL

Come down at once.

You'll see, it can't be repaired.

You never come down!

You haven't been down in years.

I know it's not your business,

but you are the boss, after all.

Keep a woman on a short leash

so she knows her place.

You know what I mean. I'm no brute.

But you need structure...

Could you pick the kids up today?

I want to go out with the girls.

- You want to sit with us?

- I'm eating with the girls.

Pick them up, will you?

Don't forget to get them, okay?

Who's that?

What? What is it?

That woman you hired today.

- Why wasn't she sent to my office?

- She's not a laborer.

She's the new quality inspector.

She's replacing Bori.

- She's already due?

- No, she's taking the last 2 months off.

So we've got this woman now.

- I'm not too happy about it.

- Why?

She's pretty stiff.

We might have problems with her.

She talks like this abattoir

came out of her shiny ass.

Maybe she's just shy.

The first day...

Maybe...

See? Just what I was talking about.

I'll check her out.

Don't call her Marika!

I've made that mistake.

Bon apptit.

I'm Endre, the financial director.

Mria Rcz, quality inspector.

I see you choose the garden sorrel too.

It's the only food they can prepare well

here. Not much else, though.

Except the shredded squash, maybe.

I always have pottage here if I can.

You know why?

Perhaps because your arm is crippled.

It's easier to eat mash with one hand.

Look, Marika...

May I call you Marika?

Your friend surely mentioned that

I find it unpleasant to be called that.

Really? No. He didn't.

Then I was wrong. Pardon me.

I find it unpleasant.

Sorry!

- Two?

- Yes.

- How much, Laci?

- 875.

Thanks.

Bon apptit!

I'm Endre, the financial director.

Mria Rcz, quality inspector.

She seems to be lonely.

That's why I came over here.

I'm a bit scared.

I don't know what he wants.

She must be nervous.

I'll pick an ordinary topic.

I see you chose the garden sorrel too.

It's the only food

they can prepare well here.

And shredded squash.

And the shredded squash, maybe.

Not much else, though.

I should answer something now

and then we'd be conversing already.

Hey!

- Don't walk all over it!

- Okay, okay, sorry.

- I'll get your coffee right away.

- Thanks!

I'm making yours in a sec!

You're in no hurry, are you?

- Here you go.

- Thank you!

And he says it's not overtime!

Why on earth not?

Look at her huddled alone in the dark...

- Should we ask her to join us?

- Their kind has coffee upstairs.

- Bori always had her coffee with us.

- That was Bori.

Well, I'm asking her anyway.

- Hello, doctor!

- Hello.

Watch out, please.

I don't add salt, to keep it soft.

Only after.

- Jzsi, this is Grade B?

- F***in' yes...

I can't believe it!

I work out.

Three times a week.

There won't be a problem with my strength.

People always say

I should do something

with my excess energy.

I'm not aggressive or anything,

I've only mentioned...

What else can I tell you?

After my training I worked at...

I'd like to ask you something, young man.

- What's your name again?

- Sndor Mark.

Sndor, what do you think

about these animals

whom we process here... so to say.

Well...

I don't think anything.

What should I think?

- Don't you feel sorry for them?

- Not me. Bam!

I see...

Is there a problem?

Is there a problem?

Blood never bothered me.

Look, if you don't feel sorry for them,

that's not going to work here.

You can't work here like that.

So it was a trick question, right? If I

say I feel sorry for them, I'm neurotic.

You'll have a breakdown.

Find some other job.

So you're not hiring me? Is that it?

Hello?

This new chick is labeling everything

Grade B!

- These nice cattle!

- I see.

- Should I talk to her?

- No, don't do anything!

I'll go down and talk to her.

I'm not the HR manager.

You're already hired.

It was just friendly advice.

It certainly is cold here.

So, how do you like working with us?

Thank you, everything is fine.

I won't beat around the bush.

Look, the girls said

you're labeling everything Grade B.

The cattle seemed quite nice.

Don't you think?

- I do.

- Then what was the problem?

They were fattier than regulation.

Much fattier?

No. About 2-3 millimeters on average.

You've got hawk eyes. 2 millimeters...

Yes, I have good eyes. I know.

And that makes them all Grade B?

That's what's in the regulations.

The regulations...

Right.

Yes, they are my guidelines.

Dzsudzsk... He's trying

to pass the ball to the middle.

Stieber in the danger zone, and goal!

This is already the second for Stieber.

This time it was a half volley

and he had a good look where to aim...

What, Peter?

Did hell break loose again?

Yes, two bulls need fast sedation!

- The paper from the doc?

- I'll give it to you later on.

Okay, but don't forget

'cause they'll kick my ass!

Sure, I promise.

I'll have it sent up

at the end of the shift.

Why didn't she sign it off?

She at her station?

Second day and she's already a no show?

No, she's sitting there...

motionless like this.

Makes you feel real creepy.

- Where's the paper, then?

- She started to fuss.

I got the f*** out of there.

Here. But I didn't hear any of this.

Got it?

Where did they find this woman?

Who knows?

I invited her upstairs for coffee

yesterday.

And?

She's not here, is she?

Well, Snow White has arrived.

Look, they froze up completely.

I go to the hairdresser's today.

Can you pick up the kids?

Sure.

And we need groceries.

You can do both at once.

Buy some pudding powder, for sure.

- To cook?

- Yes, that one.

- And bread, milk, bologna...

- Write a list.

Okay.

And we got a new quality inspector.

Maria something-or-other...

Yes, that's her.

You're not serious.

She is precise as hell...

No, whoever you send us is fine.

Okay, I'll tell her.

We've got a problem.

It's holiday season

and we're lacking two people

for the night shift.

Looks like we've got a new cock

in the henhouse.

You were a pole dancer...

Look...

He's met his match.

Good morning, I'm Sndor Mark.

I've come from the robotics department.

So the good doctor will...

stamp me.

- He's making a fool of her!

- So what?

- Pista, what's going on here?

- The cops are here.

- I can see that. So?

- I don't know.

But I can only let employees in.

Go upstairs,

they're interviewing everyone.

- What did Pista say?

- The cops are here.

- Who are they after?

- How should I know?

This is very awkward,

I have no idea who it might be.

Not even a wild guess!

The cabinet was locked.

Nothing like this has ever happened.

There's nothing more I can say.

There's no point. It's full of prints.

Istvn, get the lady to the office.

This way, please.

- Relax, it'll be fine.

- You got a tissue?

No.

Sorry about this...

He's never been

to a slaughterhouse before.

Yes, one has to get used to it.

These people are authorized

to have access to the medicine cabinet.

One of them is me.

It could have been one of us.

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