Psy Page #2

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It's stupid to sleep apart.

Don't be like this.

You won't be disappointed.

Come on, just once!

No!

Why not?

Somehow I don't trust you.

Somehow I don't love you.

God, it's only sex.

Don't be such a saint.

Leave it.

I disgust you.

Because I've slept with

so many men?

No, I'd disgust myself.

Got it?

Sometime... in 10 years,

Will you love me?

- You'll find out.

How?

Go to sleep.

Nice camera.

From the Firm?

- A friend lent me it.

You've got friends?

- Yes.

Careful. It's expensive.

- Expensive?

Jesus!

You bastard!

Are you crazy?

You're all f***ing mad!

You should be locked up.

You threw it away!

You little prick!

You think this is a game?

Office politics?

This is the real world.

What do you want to do?

Kill 50,000 informers?

You want blood, you little sh*t?

When you grow up, you'll

understand. This is no game.

This is real politics, here.

We leave it here, or stay forever.

Understand?

Are you mad?

Do you f***ing understand?

You missed at that range?

Understand?

What are you looking at?

There's noone here.

I guess I'll be off.

Lonely here, alone.

Did you see Lt. Zwirski

fire at the new officer

at the dump?

I don't know anything

about it.

Ask Olo. He knows who he killed last.

It's not funny.

You're on trial, not me.

Times has changed, but you're

always on the Commission.

Are you prepared to

enforce the law

in the new Poland?

To the bitter end.

Poland's or mine.

Did I ever put you away?

Take a backhander and let you down?

You're looking at me like

I'm one of yours.

They threw you out?

They threw me out.

They kept the others on

and slug me out.

But I could still have you

put away.

Can I help you?

Whisky and coke.

Got a gold watch?

Then I will have you

locked away.

You can't. I outranked you.

Hang on -

From Lublin - Major Gros.

C*nt! F***ing C*nt!

We haven't got whisky.

Will vodka do?

I've got a job for you.

What sort of job?

Why don't you ask how much?

Tell me the job and

I'll tell you how much.

After a year on the dole

you'll be different.

I'm mechanic. I'll find something.

None of ours ever got a job.

As muscle

I've done worse.

Where's Franz Mauer?

He's serving the New Poland.

They kept him on?

F*** the priests.

F*** them all.

Priests and Reds.

F*** them all!

I'll drink to that!

F*** them all!

Hi!

I did steak for supper.

It's probably cold by now.

We were drinking,

we're on the crime squad now.

Expect Olo.

Bad news?

- Only for Olo.

You should be going to school.

They'd only all f*** me again.

A point against school.

Jealous?

Get lost.

How do you like my

17-years-old body?

Old enough.

Why did she leaved you?

My wife? I told you

she's a b*tch.

I think I like you for

your smile. Smile!

What is this? Request Spot?

Please?

- I don't feel like it.

I'll never leave you.

Can you wait? I'm eating?

Police, is it?

And you're Stasi.

You've confused me

with someone else.

You want to meet the

Slaby brothers?

Marian and Zenon.

To introduce the new connections.

The last one was eliminated.

Between you and me

the next one will be too.

Calm down.

This is provocation.

You're boring me.

Officer.

The Slaby brothers have

25 kilos of amphetamines for you.

You'll lost the goods, the

money and the connection.

200,000 Marks.

Didn't you?

And your friend?

Is he as wity as you?

My name is Major Bien

My rank:
Major.

You are under my command

as of yesterday.

I'm your direct superior.

You're in the real police now.

You used to be well paid

for doing nothing.

Now it's going to be lots of work,

and hardly any money.

No one here gets 30 reprimands.

You would be after 2, even

if your father is general.

Waldek, the map!

Maurer, shut the door!

Tonight, we'll stake out the

hotel for car thieves.

Stolen in Germany, sold in

Russia for big money.

If anyone takes a bribe,

I'll kick his ass so hard,

he'll taste shoe polish.

The doors...?

I could stand maybe a day or two.

But you?

This'll do. Won't?

Where and when?

Do you pick the drugs up?

Talk!

Talk! Where and when?

Talk! When?

When and where?

When and where?

What if he doesn't speak German?

He should f***ing learn

languages then!

Nice place for a summer house.

When we take over the connection,

you'll be able to buy it

all, to those chimneys.

You're sure he wasn't lying?

No one lies with a car

battery wired to his balls.

Tough bastard.

He won't float?

They never float.

Franz, this is Jerzyk. Over!

Franz here, over.

Nothing new. He's smoking

his tenth cigarette.

Bloody cold.

Get me a relief.

Ask the new kid.

It's his operation.

Over and out. I don't

ask an informer for anything.

He can kiss my ass.

Taking in the school kids

was the best.

They were so scared.

One word, and they'd run.

The girls were different cheeky.

Boys knew they'd get hit.

The girls...

I don't know...

Maybe they thought they'd

get away with it.

F***ing weather.

Ever f***ed in this kind of weather?

I remember weather like

this once...

Lieutenant.

I got you some coffee.

Lieutenant, it'll go cold.

You scared me.

Don't shout!

- It'll go cold.

Thanks.

Do you remember taking

the Solidariy radio down?

In '82, weather like this.

You switched to Crime.

That wasn't work with

your lot. See old friends

in cuffs. I couldn't look

them in the eye.

So pull their eyes out.

Keep shouting, and you'll

be directing traffic.

Not bad...

F***!

Bastard! I'll kill him.

Said he had a Ph. D in Politics.

His dick was hanging down

to his knees.

Come on!

- It was...

I've never seen bigger.

- You haven't seen much.

Franz, what a mess!

Bastards!

- Fascists...

Sh*t! I thought the war was over.

Check it out.

Maybe your men are up to something

at last.

What's up?

He's left, or put the light out.

Check it!

Alone?

I'll get them together.

F*** this for a job.

I grabbed her c*nt in

the hall...

She pulled free when

she saw my cap.

Let's get him.

- And the others...?

Move. Jerzyk's up there alone.

Student?

What's up.

- Get Mauer. We're going in!

He went to the phone.

Get him! Where's Junior?

Getting burgers.

Here he is.

Drop them. Get Franz!

I'm hungry.

Now! That's an order!

It's an order, is it?

Bastard.

After he's had our booze.

Student, where's Franz?

He went to phone.

You go and get him.

Open up. Police!

Don't mess around. Open up!

Don't make me wake

everyone up!

Open up or I'll get the

keys from reception.

On holiday?

- We' re working, you prick.

You couldn't afford it.

Don't go away, girls.

Let me do it, son.

Police!

Open the door!

Or we'll break it down!

Christ!

I couldn't get through

all day.

Junior?

My gun's in the workshop.

Let's go.

I haven't got a gun!

I haven't got a f***ing gun!

What's a code?

F*** knows. Give me the gun.

Let go. Shut up.

This is Motel One. Junior!

The magazine?

What do we do?

How do I know?

Where's the room?

Hang on... 2nd floor, round the corner.

Listen!

You see anyone with a gun,

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