Wygrany

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You see, this is our gang.

They were all supposed

to end up as sausage.

I don't know where he is now.

Maybe he's searching...

Before the war my father ran

a movie theatre in Poland.

He used to tell Oliver

all about film.

Ollie used to say that had he

not become a pianist,

he would have been

a filmmaker.

He especially liked the

stories about

cameramen waiting for

the magic hour.

You know what I mean?

It's that short moment

at dusk and dawn

when the light creates

this gorgeous effect on film.

My father used to say

that every person...

has such a magic hour

in their life...

in which all dreams came true.

Should I speak Polish

or English?

- Polish.

- Very well.

Ahh, competitions!

They're the salt of the

performing arts.

A necessity of every pianist.

They are the key

to brilliant careers.

They create an equal

opportunity for everyone.

They allow us to discover

and promote the best.

With our awards,

we, the judges,

announce them to the world.

THE WINNER:

My father loved tango.

And Oliver took it from him.

But my son cound't play such music...

Grandpa,

this tango is for you.

- Is this it?

- No, Ollie.

This isn't your magic

hour yet.

Little Ollie, even before

we left for the States

kept asking us how one

recognized their magic hour.

Dad would only smile

mysteriously.

We visited him for the

last time

after Ollie won the

Montreal competition.

Soon after dad died,

taking his secret with him.

Mr. Linovsky,

please come closer to us!

Mr. Linovsky, how come you

never toured Poland?

I'm mean you were born here.

Since your defeat at

the Chopin's competition,

you've stopped playing

Chopin's music. Why?

But you will play Chopin in Wroclaw...

Are you afraid of this concert?

Did you know that the people

still love you?

That music lovers from all of

Poland will come to listen to you?

I'm very pleased.

Thank you very much.

Maestro, welcome!

I'm so pleased. We're all happy.

I knew your mother,

even before she was married.

She was an incredibly

talented pianist.

- If it only wasn't for that accident...

- Ok, Mr. Juliusz.

Thank you.

You knew very well

that you were supposed to bring

him to the restaurant.

We waited with the mayor

for two hours!

I tried, sir, but he refused

talk to anyone.

After that phone call he

told us to leave him alone.

Then he just sat down at the

piano and began to play.

- And he played wonderfully.

- I don't give a sh*t how he played!

You should have made him stop.

Do you understand?

No, I don't.

I don't have to go to Europe

if that's what you decided.

Fine, so she did.

Besides that's not important.

Your tour is the only thing

that matters now. Yes?

Especially the opening.

Do you understand?

Especially the opening.

You have to conquer Wroclaw!

Only then you'll win.

I don't want to hear from

you if you fail.

What am I saying?

You cannot fail. Ok?

We're a few minutes late.

But we always wait for

the audience.

Too bad the mayor is not here.

Was he offended?

What did you expect?

After what happened...

Ok, I'll come listen after

the intermission.

Did you save me a seat

in the front row?

Of course.

I'm sorry.

- What's going on?

- No idea.

The doors, doors!

I meant close the doors,

you idiot!

Hey, Waldek! Give us a bottle

and shots for everyone!

The Professor's paying.

Intuition again?

Not only, my friend.

Not only.

- The usual?

- Of course.

Waldek get him a taxi.

He's staying in the hotel.

Did you see that?

The guy's from Chicago.

So what?

Nothing.

If you don't have time

for analysis

and you don't know

the horses

because the races are

in England or France...

I check the monitors to see

how the locals are playing.

Regardless of the nation,

race, convictions,

90% of the bettors loose.

To win, you've got to bet

against the majority.

Dubito ergo cogito,

cogito ergo sum.

- So it's not just the facts?

- Interpretation of facts.

"Imagination is more

powerful than... "

Knowledge.

Albert Einstein.

Do you remember your sayings,

especially the ones before

the exams?

"Concert Cut Short for Quarter Million Euros"

It's "game time eagles" or the one about the frogs?

Wow, the kid got himself into

some trouble...

- Who?

- The guy in the photo.

I met him yesterday at the bar.

Hold on, I'll get the paper.

What's going on?

Karol, do something.

Don't just stand there.

Take him to the restaurant.

Ok, but I'll charge that

to your account.

What account?

Your empty one.

Oliver,

tell me something.

I'm mean you're pretty famous.

You've played concerts,

you've mad recordings.

How can somebody like you

be broke?

Because a pianist always

comes last.

Have you ever seen horse

races?

What?

No.

Hold on.

Sit, sit.

Nothing's happening yet...

You see the grey horse.

Do you see him?

Fourth position.

Hold on.

Now look.

Look at the grey one.

He's hidden,

but he'll make a break for it.

Now!

Now! Look.

Look what's happening.

Look. Did you see that?

You know what Ollie?

I think...

I just had a decent idea.

That grey horse, Ruten,

we'll keep an eye on him.

This is an odd place.

I spent more than half

of my life here.

What's up?

- Champ!

- What's going on?

What are you playing today?

- Which races? Polish or foreign?

- We'll see, we'll see.

Sit down, Ollie.

- New guy, does he play?

- Absolutely!

He lost 250 thousand

Euros yesterday. Right, Ollie?

You're shitting me. Where?

Ask him, but he doesn't

speak Polish well.

Whatever. Tell us how you're

going to play.

Here you go.

No way. Fables yes,

but Dandy in the third?

No chance.

He's out of shape.

- How about in the second?

- I'm skipping it.

Four horses have a shot

at winning.

Are you also not playing

in the second?

Paderewski.

What about Paderewski, Ollie?

He'll win.

What?

Paderewski? Maybe if he grows

a fifth leg. He's dead meat.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Last time he lost by 17 lengths.

- He's a rag.

- Tadziu, calm down.

Let's go.

What's he up to?

- How are you betting?

- Well, sweetheart,

give me...

Maybe not.

We'll bet later.

This is the city's

wonderful girl.

She's a little weird.

She reads books,

- likes classical music.

- Mr. Frank,

I think I've seen this gentleman.

Somewhere before.

Really?

It's Mr. Oliver Linovsky.

Come on.

Why didn't you bet?

I have to think something over.

I've seen something invisible.

He's called "Horse" or "Banker".

He used to be a jockey.

He came here from Bulgaria.

He sells information about

horses from Polish stables.

Nobody knows if it's true.

Anyway, do you know what

he'd say about Paderewski?

If he knew anything,

of course.

- Horse good - second time.

- What does that mean?

It means that a good horse

that's running after a long break,

will take it easy in order

to win in the next race.

And today is the next race?

Let's go. We'll skip Dandy.

Ok. In the first race

give me fifteen.

- And Paderewski in the second.

- Paderewski?

Here you are.

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