To Kill a Priest Page #4

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I took the caps from the locker room.

Nobody saw me.

Is everything ready?

Yeah, I got the sack of ropes

for rocks all locked in the safe.

- The vodka?

- Yeah, I got the vodka.

If we're going to leave the city,

we'll need a... pass.

That's valid all over the country.

You know who signs stuff like that?

Everything's ready, dad.

They know what I look like.

What happens if they recognize me?

They won't have time.

Fire!

Bogdan, take this ring as a sign

of my love and my faithfulness.

In the name of the father,

the son, and the holy ghost.

Eva, take this ring as a sign

of my love and my faithfulness.

In the name of the father,

the son, and the holy ghost.

- What took so long?

- It was a double wedding.

After the militia came, I started counting.

I said, "If he's not out by 100,

he's been arrested."

You got out at 132!

Do you want me to drive?

Don't go to Kutno tomorrow.

I'll be back by the time you count to 1000.

You're right.

It would be better if Josef

didn't come with me tomorrow.

It was not Josef I was thinking about.

I...

Thank you, Anna.

Kiss me...

Just once.

I'm not that strong.

I don't want compassion!

Why are you still up?

I can't finish my sermon.

I've the feeling I've said everything.

They haven't heard you yet in Kutno.

I'm sorry...

Now what?

I should be writing my will.

That's not funny.

Hello.

- Father Alek?

- Yes.

Are you still going to Kutno tomorrow?

Yes.

Don't go.

They're out to get you.

- How do you know?

- I work for them.

Well, are you going or not?

I don't know.

I'll decide tomorrow. Thank you.

Don't try to be a f***ing hero!

Goddammit!

Don't go.

- Are you sure this is the church?

- Yeah, I'm sure.

Where are the crowds?

Maybe he's not coming.

Stay here.

Nice sweater.

It's French.

The trial of Christ is still in progress.

Its actors are still among us.

Only the names have changed.

All those who hate,

all those who use violence,

all those who cause the suffering

of their brothers and sisters,

all those whe take away their freedom,

participate in the trial of Christ.

- This is a private mass, for the seminarists.

- I'm sorry.

We ask you, oh Lord, to have pity on those

who use force against our brothers and sisters.

Listen, oh Lord, to what your people pray.

- Wake up.

- What?

Wake up, goddammit!

Start the car. Start the car!

- Goddammit, start the f***ing car!

- Pull the choke.

Start the f***ing car or I will f***ing kill you!

Start the car, goddammit!

- Oh no.

- Sh*t, sh*t!

Get out, let's go!

Push! Push!

Would you get off the goddamn break?

- Somebody get in the car for Christ's sake!

- I'll get in the driving seat.

- Push! - I have it.

- Push! Harder!

The one about the two militiamen and logic.

Two militiamen meet, one's got a book.

The other one says:

What's the book?

- Logic.

- What's logic?

- Well, I'm going to tell you.

Have you got an acquarium? - Yes.

- That means you like fish? - Yes.

That means you like animals? - Yes.

That means you like people? - Yes, I do.

So that means you like women? - Yes.

So that means you're not a f*ggot.

This is logic, you see.

Now hold on, that's not it.

Now what does this joker do?

I can't see a thing.

Ok, so, the second militiaman

was so impressed with this

he rushes into a bookstore,

and buys the book, on logic.

- You want some of this sausage?

- No, no. I can't believe you're still eating.

You have to overeat to show

how much you love them.

Dim your headlights,

you dummy, you!

I think he's doing it on purpose.

Let him pass.

So, the second militiaman

comes out of the bookstore,

meets a third miltiaman

who sees the book, says,

"What's the book?" He said, "Logic."

- "What's logic?"

He said, "I'm going to tell you."

"You got an aquarium?" He says, "No."

"Then that means you're a f*ggot."

Stop the car.

What? You're joking...

They're not cops.

They're wearing uniform.

Stop the car.

Stop the car!

- What's wrong?

- Get out of the car, please. - Why?

- Have you been drinking? - No.

- Give me the keys.

Come on out, alcohol test, come on.

You don't need to say anything,

do you? Do you?

Stick this in your mouth, that's good.

Just sit tight.

That's not too tight, is it?

Not too tight?

You sure? You're ok?

What's wrong?

Good evening, father.

Don't f***ing move!

Don't f***ing move.

Help!

Hey Feliks, which lever is the trunk?

The left one.

Hey a**hole!

Don't f***ing say my name.

Take off!

Let's get these uniforms off!

The buttons.

Wait, I'll help you.

Keep your hands on the wheel.

Help!

- You didn't tie him up?

- What for? He's not going anywhere.

Keep your hands on the wheel!

What about that car?

They're going to find it.

They won't find it for a while.

We'll be back in Warzaw by then,

don't worry.

Watch that kid!

Hold!

- Stop the car!

- He's got to be dead. Keep going!

We can't let him go.

He knows who I am.

- He knows my name!

- Keep going!

Give it some gas.

Step on the clutch and give it some gas.

Oh Jesus Christ, that's all we need.

We can't go on like this. We've got to

let him go. A priest?

He's not moving anymore.

Slow down.

Turn left up here.

Where?

Right here. Up that dirt road.

Go check the fuel line.

Stop here.

Open the hood.

- Not that one, you a**hole!

- Help! Help!

I told you not to come.

It's you?

Get the rope!

Hurry up!

Put it on!

You recognized me, you f***!

- That's enough!

- He knows who I am!

- That's enough!

- He recognized me!

That's enough!

Let's go!

I thought you said he had a weak heart!

It seems pretty strong to me!

Did you get that fixed?

Mmm, I t-t-t-hink so...

Open up!

Open the door!

The priest...

They kidnapped him.

Father Alek!

They're going to kill him!

Where's the nearest phone?

What do you want?

Where's the phone?!

There, use the switch board...

We must call the nearest priest.

- Should I stop?

- Yes.

Shut up! Just stay quiet.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Papers, please.

- Feliks, did you pick up the pass?

- No, I don't have the pass, no.

- I know I've got it.

- Ok.

- Is there some problem, officer?

- Some priest got kidnapped.

Great. Okay. Good night.

Hey!

What?

- You're from Warsaw, aren't you?

- Yes.

My brother-in-law works in Praga precinct.

Jarek Glira. You know him?

- You guys know a Jarek Glira.

- No. - You sure?

- You never know. Good night!

- Good night.

Come on, let's get it over with.

It wasn't s-s-supposed to be like this.

It wasn't.

Give me the bag.

Get it down on him...

Wait...

Get the stones.

Get the stones,

throw the stones over.

Everything's alright.

They'll never find him.

- C-c-couldn't possibly...

- Where's the vodka?

No-no-not sinking.

He's not sinking!

He's not... not sink...

I-I-It wasn't s-s-supposed to be l-l-like that...

Stefan...

Stefan...

- You've been drinking...

- Yes...

I thought you didn't love me anymore.

Heard the news?

I've been after this guy for months,

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