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Let's go say hi.

...And it turned out she's barren,

the owners decided to sell

her to a slaughterhouse.

But fortunately Frank

showed up.

This is my beloved Bella.

She used to be a pretty

young girl.

Now we're a little older,

huh grandma?

We won quite a few money

together.

What is it? Here you go.

All of them are racehorses?

Most are farm-horses,

which are treated the worst.

Luckily, Scarlett showed up.

She started a foundation

with her husband,

and now I help out along

with other volunteers.

I'm paying Bella's rent.

If you hadn't distracted her,

she could've sent my goddamn coupon.

I could've won 20 thousand.

Your "idea" doesn't interest me.

Why?

Look who's running.

You can't bet on him here.

Exactly.

I don't understand.

Frank knows?

I'll tell him today.

I didn't come for you.

I can see.

How much money do you have?

What money?

For Baden Baden.

Travel, stay and about a thousand

to play. Do you have that?

We're going?

We're going!

But remember, this is a loan.

The track isn't as dry

as they say it is.

If it rained for at least 2 days,

Ruten would be unstoppable.

To rain.

I thought you wouldn't

need me anymore.

What do I need you for?

Your German contact?

No,

a Polish equerry.

He says Ruten is in top

condition.

Also, he gave me a tip

in the fifth.

You said that tips aren't

reliable.

Let's go.

See? The equerry's trust

worthy.

But we're still lost?

This gentleman doesn't play,

does he?

Just for fun.

It's more like finger exercise.

Good one, finger exercise...

Professor Karloff is

a great pianist.

He teaches around the world.

Once also in Poland.

Do you gentlemen have

time tomorrow?

I'd like to invite you for some

champagne to "Roemischbad. "

It's not far from here.

Unfortunately, I have to say no.

I have business to take care of.

- Too bad. And you Oliver?

- I'd love to but...

You have tomorrow off.

Well then?

At four by the thermal pool.

See you.

I don't like the fact...

that you didn't play

in Wroclaw.

Ollie, 3 thousand people

came there.

They came for you,

for your talent.

I know, but...

How?

I wouldn't trust that professor.

Intuition again?

No.

I think he likes to play

with people.

I thought a lot about

you today.

Is it true that you broke off

your European tour?

You've already heard?

Dear Oliver,

may I call you that?

You know our circle.

You shouldn't have done it.

I hate to meddle in your affairs.

It'll be difficult to get

back to...

My place in the line?

The queue wasn't too long.

Could you wait for me

by the table?

I'm pleased.

Dieter!

Did you know, that not long ago,

I considered you the greatest

talent in the world? Not only I.

If it wasn't for that

unfortunate competition...

Remember?

I took away your victory

in Warsaw.

What?

You know professor Jakowlew?

After the second round

of eliminations

he approached me with

a proposition.

I would lend him one point,

in exchange for two in some

other competition.

I don't understand.

A simple favor.

I subtract a point from his

pupil's most dangerous adversary.

Then, in the future

he will return the favor.

- That's absurd. It's impossible.

- You must realize,

that all artistic competitions

are fiction.

Think about it.

How can you measure

and compare

the immeasurable

and incomparable?

Competition is a violation

of art. It feeds on it.

The rules of chivalrous

rivalry are a charade.

Those courtesies,

or vulgar swindles,

are an every-day affair.

I understand your feelings.

Still, I realize that you must

return because you're exceptional.

The newspapers called him

... the big looser".

The jury?

Of course, they cheated him.

Oliver said something...

that sounded pretty naive

and sentimental -

that the prize didn't matter...

but only the music...

and those who love it.

Ollie! Are you asleep?

- Ollie?

- No.

Close your eyes.

What do you hear?

I don't know.

That's the sound...

of 25 thousand Euros!

Ollie I did it!

- I figured it out all by myself!

- You see, that's what I told you!

All the favored horses lost.

I got lucky outsiders three times.

Three times!

Now only Ruten has to win

and I think I'll go to those

god-dammed States.

Pack your things.

Now?

Now the gentlemen are

changing hotels,

because they can afford it!

It's beautiful.

For your wife?

No,

for Mom.

Very nice.

Why didn't you buy anything?

What could I say to my grown up

son whom I never met?

Son, I bought you

a shiny watch?

If I was him, I'd kick my

ass off the stairs.

So you're not going?

I don't know.

Frank,

let's get whisky.

She hired "mechanic".

- A mechanic.

- What?

She hired a mechanic.

Then what?

Nothing.

A few days later we went

back to the States.

You didn't try to live

your own life.

I'll take a walk. Ok?

Only you and I will know

that you were truly great

on the day of your demise.

Perhaps it's just a whim?

Or perhaps it just amuses me

to appall the music world.

I'm afraid you have

no choice, Oliver.

Where were you?

You were gone a long time.

- Did those professors leave?

- Yes.

I did it differently.

I thought we were waiting

for Ruten.

- I already played him.

- For how much?

Come, come!

I played for everything

we had.

For 25 thousand Euros

at 7 different bookies.

Different combinations.

In each Ruten is in first place.

Exacta, trifecta and win.

For every exacta they pay

out 100 to 1.

For a trifecta

- 700 even 800 to 1.

And we got that multiplied by 1000.

Got that?

For every 100,

we get 100 thousand.

For every 700,800 times 1000.

At the track you can win

only what's in the pool.

100 thousand maximum.

But the money at the bookies

is separate from the pool?

That's the whole point.

Ollie,

we can win a fortune!

Even a million.

- Mil?

- Quiet.

Million Euros.

With one condition.

Ruten has to be first.

And if he's second?

That's not an option.

We loose.

Are you asleep?

I can't sleep.

Beautiful rain, huh?

Ruten must be getting

impatient.

Ollie! We're screwed!

Sh*t!

- What?!

- It's all gone!

What?! How?!

Ruten is finished!

He has breathing problems. F***!

But...

- How much money do you have left?!

- A thousand, maybe.

Give it to me!

We have to hedge out bets.

- The race has started!

- F***!

Ruten won!

You hear! Come one!

Come one!

Help!

Frank wake up!

After winning he'd always

bring money for the poor kids.

He wanted to build

a daycare center,

ever since the city shut

its down.

He pretty much avoided church.

He said that he didn't

need a middleman to talk to God.

Now we can start.

Rafal!

Did you know that Frank

was twice imprisoned?

First time during the Stalinist

era for his American passport.

The communists considered

him a spy.

Then during the 80's

martial law he got arrested

for the distribution

of banned literature.

After that his family in

America stopped talking to him.

- Did you know about that?

- I just don't know why.

It's hard to say.

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