To Kill a Priest Page #5

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just when I'm about to get him...

He disappears.

He's waiting for you.

Send someone to Kutno

and get their licence plate numbers.

No, no, you'll report everything

back to me. Good.

Have you any idea who

kidnapped him?

Any suspicions?

No, I don't.

That is what I thought.

- Where is he? - Who?

- The priest!

- He's floating somewhere.

- Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

How could you let that bloody driver escape?

We're covered from the top, aren't we?

Aren't we?

WE WANT FATHER ALEK!

WE WANT FATHER ALEK!

Please let them through,

have a little respect.

When was the last time you saw your son?

Did the Interior Ministry try to contact you?

Who do you think is responsible for the kidnapping?

Have you seen the archbishop yet?

Did you expect anything like this to happen?

Do you know who is reponsible for the kidnapping?

Don't say anything.

I only pray that they won't harm him.

Do you have a photograph of him with you?

Here he's with the pope.

He's a good son.

We are proud of him.

WE WANT FATHER ALEK!

WE WANT FATHER ALEK!

Staek!

We know nothing!

Now you are really making my day, captain.

Listen to this.

Just play it.

- 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?

Why do I get the impression

that this is your voice?

- Why would I do something like that?

- You tell me.

What is it?!

What the hell do you want?!

A call on the security line, sir.

Is that you, colonel?

- I... Yes, it's me.

The guilty must be found and punished.

Yes... I understand.

I'm not sure that you do understand.

From now on, you're on your own.

Do you understand that?

- Yes I do, but...

- There's a witness.

- Cou-Could I see you?

- No.

It will be better for all concerned

if I never see you again.

- That means I have to...

- That was not an order.

Just advice.

Yes.

Good luck then. We're counting on you.

YOU NEVER PLAYED BRIDGE

First and above all:

I am an officer of the security service!

- You're finished?

- Yes.

I said I went to Krakow.

Why Krakow?

Well, it's the same distance.

And I met a girl there...

Come on, Feliks. Who's going to

believe you and a girl?

You think you're so clever,

you do it.

I'm not a writer.

You do it.

I-I don't know what to write.

Well, say you were at home.

Your wive will cover for you.

M-m-my little boy was sick, you see,

so my mother-in-law was there, she...

doesn't like me...

You see...

You know, she doesn't like me.

Feliks, you said that the men at the top...

They didn't find the body.

Open the door!

Open the door,

we know you're there!

We're fine.

I-I-I had to tell them.

- What's wrong?

- Pack some clothes.

You have to move out immediately.

- Just take what you absolutely need.

- Where is Stefan?

They've all been arrested.

Stefan, Igor, Feliks, the colonel...

We better hurry!

All of you:
Don't waste time!

Hand me that suitcase.

Get dressed.

Take your school books.

We have to go.

Mom...

Dad killed that priest, didn't he?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that I did it, I'm sorry...

He did it for us.

To stop them drawing those gallows

on our front door.

It was dad who was drawing them,

I saw him.

We shouldn't tell anyone.

I love him, mama.

I love him.

Our Father

who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those

who trespass against us,

as we forgive those

who trespass against us...

Have you seen all these people?

All Warsaw is here.

It's going to be an incredible funeral.

Josef!

All we've got to do...

is go out, in the streets...

There are half a million people.

No one can stop us.

He was a saint.

But we aren't.

He could forgive.

But we can't.

We... have to fight.

Fight! Yes! Fight!

With our bare fists!

Because they took him away from us!

He's here with us.

Bullshit! He's not here!

And he's not coming back.

It's over.

I...

Leave me alone!

I should have stayed with him!

You're ready?

Your honor...

During the investigation, I described

my attitude towards the late priest as...

as being professionally indifferent.

I was not telling the truth.

How could I remain indifferent, when the law

was being broken time and time again

by members of the Roman catholic clergy?

How could I remain indifferent,

when our children were being

incited to rebellion

by these men in black robes?

And what was I supposed to tell my men,

when a priest caught with tons of

anti-government leaflets,

weapons and ammunition, was released

because a bishop had pulled some strings?

Your honor, it was my professional

obligation to try to stop him.

I love my country.

I have dedicated my life

to the strengthening of socialist Poland.

We were on the brink of desaster,

and I felt that acting decisively

against that priest

was the lesser of two evils.

I'm responsible for the pain and the anguish of a

mother who will never see her son again,

but despite everything, I'm a normal man,

with normal instincts,

with normal reactions to evil.

Today I'm deprived of

my dignity and pride,

I've been sentenced to 25 years in prison,

my family is in hiding,

my wife and my son

have had to change their names.

I've been degraded and thrown out of the party!

I'm responsible for the downfall

of people who trusted me.

But if I had to do it all over again,

I know dozens of people in the ministry

would volunteer for the task!

What is important, is that my son

be brought up as a good Pole

and a good communist.

What is important is

that the future is on our side!

That's all.

We'll have a public trial,

open to the foreign press.

We'll turn this whole thing to our advantage.

Father, can you hear

the tolling of the bells

Echo a hundred thousand sons

who wish you well?

Tears will pour

from the Golden Eagle now

He watches as your soul departs

The fields and the sanctuaries

soon will overflow

With the solidarity of hearts

Into our lives you came

With us you will remain

You were given to the fight

To the terror of the night

And the many crimes of Cain

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