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It is hard to tell before an

examination and a radiography.

He must be carefully treated.

We'll send him to Switzerland,

at the best sanatorium.

Where am I, what happened?

Nothing, dear, calm down, don't

move, it's not good for you.

What about me?

You were on the motor

bike and fell down.

You have a broken arm,

but there's no danger.

Is Marysia still alive?

She's... Dead.

Calm down! Doctor!

You shouldn't tell him that.

I'm not used to lie!

It was a blow for him.

Maybe he cared for the girl.

You must be joking.

My girl... Do you recognize me?

Do you recognize me?

Where's Leszek? What happened

to him? Is he still alive?

He's alive. He wasn't badly hurt.

Just a broken arm.

His parents sent him

abroad for treatment.

Only if he can recover.

I saved her!

Is it him?

No.

C'mon...

- Hello.

- Hello.

We want to talk to you, Mr. Kosiba.

And you, Mrs. Marysia, how do you feel?

Very well, sir.

I feel much better.

Glad to hear that.

Hasn't she got fever?

No. She had a bit after the surgery.

Can she move her arms and legs?

Her nervous system wasn't affected?

Doctor? I'm in good health...

...but still weakened.

Take it easy.

How can I help you?

Mr. Kosiba.

Is it true that Marysia

was in a critical state.

...and that you performed

a surgery... A trepanning?

Yeah, that's right. So what?

You don't have a doctor's diploma.

You broke the law through your actions.

Maybe. Because the doctor...

who normally has the duty to

treat the patients, to save them...

...instead of doing it, he ran away.

I protest! It's a lie.

I analyzed her situation.

...and her condition was hopeless...

...since she started to agonize.

Some medical instruments

disapperead from Mr. Pawlicki.

He declared that he suspects you.

Tell me, do you admit

that you took them?

Maybe he doesn't.

We better search him.

Don't tell me what to do, doctor.

I know my job.

So, do you admit?

Yes.

Are they here?

Yes.

Give them to me.

Are these the ones?

Yes.

Chech to make sure

that no one is missing.

Yes, I think so.

That's no answer. It must be precise.

Yes, they are all.

I must arrest you, Mr. Kosiba.

What for? It's unfair.

He took them to save a woman's life.

The court will be the judge of that.

Don't cry...

Crying won't do any

good. I did steal them.

To save my life.

That's right. But a theft is a theft.

How long these disgusting supertitions.

...of Middle Ages will exist?

How long should we tolerate.

...the criminal, ignorant

activities of the quacks?

The verdict, which will

be given in this affair...

...maybe should solve,

finally, the problem:

...are we a civilised country

and are we belonging to Europe.

...not only geographically,

but also culturally?

How long will we coexist.

with such barbarism?

Today's verdict.

...should be a warning.

...for all those who

enrich on people's back!

It can't be!

Three months maybe?

No, Marysia. Three years.

The prosecutor was very angry.

You ought to see how

many people helped him!

Although some praised

him, didn't matter.

The prosecutor carried on.

And when they asked

Antoni, after his release...

...if will he treat people again...

...then he said that he'll

never give up helping people...

...and if he'll arrive

on time to save a man...

...he will do it.

So, they gave him three years.

I'm the only one responsible for this.

What can we do?

Let's think, how can he be released?

We cannot help him escape from prison...

My advice is to make an appeal.

And it absolutely necessary

to have an expensive lawyer.

We'll pay him, we must

have something to pay him.

Money is not a problem.

People are ready to give

as much as they have.

If Leszek was here...

Maybe Mr. Czynski can help us?

He saved their son too!

They don't remember.

Neither their son.

Come in.

Your Highness, we are near the border.

Thank you.

Take it.

You'll personally give it to Antoni.

Thank you.

I'll give him money, in your behalf.

I thank you in his behalf.

He'll clear the debts if

he'll thank me himself.

All these should release him.

Oh, Sonia, why are

you managing all these?

Who else?

I will.

You?

- Yes...

Are you gonna stay

with us for three years?

No. I was thinking that after the

appeal, Antoni will be released.

How can you tell?

How will you survive?

Don't cry.

Stop. No one will drive

you away from here.

There's a roof over your head...

...and food, also, is enough.

Why is she crying?

What did you tell her?

It's not your business.

She got angry.

She's like a burden to us.

Not for you.

But for who? Let her leave.

She? Look here! Maybe

you'll go before her.

Come in.

The carriage is ready, your highness.

And the roses?

I cut them, as you ordered.

They are in the carriage.

What should I tell to the countess?

Anything.

It's all right, Frantisheck.

Please, give it to my parents.

Thank you. Thank you for everything.

Listen, Frantisheck.

Can you tell me where she was buried?

Who?

The girl who had that accident.

What accident?

The accident when she was with me.

Oh God why do you say

that, your Highness.

She wasn't buried?

She's alive!

What?

- What?

- She's alive. I swear.

Yes. Antoni cured her...

...that quack from the mill.

He lives there.

Leszek, what does all

these flowers mean?

Means that I will never forgive you!

To the mill!

Frantisheck. What happened?

I don't know. Mr. Leszek told me.

...to prepare the carriage and to

cut all the roses in the garden.

He then asked where Marysia is burried.

And I told him that she's alive.

Go on.

We should have told him.

We thought that this

little romance was finished.

But if this is not only an

adventure but a deeper feeling?

You make me laugh.

Forgive me, your Highnesses.

I completely forgot. Mr. Leszek

asked me to give it to you.

What happened?

Speak up. You scare me.

I don't have my glasses.

Sit down, Eleonora.

My dear parents...

When you'll read this letter...

...your son will not be alive.

I love you very much and I know

...that I'm causing suffering to you.

Please forgive but I

can't live without her.

My life lost any sense.

I was gonna do it

earlier, but before dying...

I wish to visit her grave...

with the request to

carry out one last wish.

Bury me next to her. Leszek.

We almost killed our son.

No. I can't believe it. It's absurd!

Leszek would never do that!

Don't you understand...

...that we can lose him?

How's that?

He knows that she's alive!

He'll never forgive us for hiding it.

Oh, God.

What to do?

Why are you leaving? Stay here.

I can't. I have to go.

So you've decided...

...let's sit, before you go.

Faster, faster!

My love...

My prince. My darling.

You grizzled.

They told that you were dead.

No. I have waited so long.

I thought, I knew...

I'll never leave you again.

Come in.

Son.

Present to us, please, your future wife.

Mr. Antoni.

Don't you remember me?

- Hello, Mr. Kosiba.

- Hello.

How do you feel?

Fine. Like in a jail.

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