Dekalog

To be opened after my death

Anka, stop it, damn you! Please don't

Stop it, do you hear?

It's Easter Monday!

No...

What do you mean, no? Open the door!

I won't

Please let me in I'm in a hurry

No

Open the door, damn it

Easter Monday, eh?

Let me in

I won't have the time to get dry if I'm to- Oh!

Yes, it's me... Just a moment

Would you hang up the receiver, Dad? I'll take it from my room

O.K.

Has he hanged up?

Yes

Have you hanged up, Dad?

Yes

Well?

It's all right, false alarm I got the curse in the morning

Thank God

Want me to come to the airport?

What is it?

My ticket, damn it

Are you scared?

You won't believe me anyway if I say no

Right, I don't like your going away

It's wet, damn it

Bye, Dad

Bye, and take care

Anka...

I forgot to pay the rent and the telephone bill

Where are those bills?

One of the bureau drawers You'll find them

Dad!

To be opened after my death

Your Christian name, please?

Anna

Age?

Twenty

Are you a student?

PWST third year...

The Theatrical College

I know

I wonder...

My son wants to study there, what exams did you have on admission?

Literature, prose, poetry, song

Let me see Elliot's, Herbert's?

Elliot? I see, he hasn't got a chance

Do you have problems with your sight?

Yes, yesterday I looked at a plane from a distance

I ought to have seen it clearly but it was just a blurred shape

And then I remembered I only notice bus numbers

...from a very close distance

Here you are

F-A-T-H-E-R, Father

You've been guessing At least the last letters

Yes

And you speak English

Yes

Why have you arranged the letters like this?

I checked you I.Q., too

I see, my father was leaving on that plane which I couldn't see yesterday

To be opened after my death

Have I done anything wrong?

Have I?

No...

You're not in the centre of everything

Bad temper?

I don't like Father to be away

If you feel sad or scared,

I can stay with you all the time

For my daughter Anna

Well, who's next?

I know it's going to be me...

And me

All right, step up to each other

Good night

We won't have any more games tonight

Good night

What a shrew, you love him, remember

You love him, you're offended An offended princess, concentrate

Why should I love him?

Are you kidding? Don't you get the implied meaning?

It's possible to love just anybody We all have a silly something for which

All right, but why do I love him?

I don't know, Think of something

Let's say...

you love him because he stared at you

All right, sir, if you please

Now don't get personal Lie down on the table

Let's imagine such a situation

Just the text

Good night

Good

We won't have any more games tonight

May the angel put his blue wings around you...

Don't be shy

Good night

May your eyes that cried so much...

have some rest at last

Let the smile fade, and now get closer to him

Good night

Turn your lovely eyes to me...

Look at me once more

Turn your cheek to me...

Good night

You aren't concentrating, do you want?

Let me kiss you

Good night

Are you leaving like this?

I will touch your breasts

They are hiding under your clothes

With bonds of love

I will not let you sleep

See: You know how to look at him Now you're concentrating

Thank you, we'll have a break now

Break...

For my daughter Anna

For my daughter Anna

Hi

Sorry I haven't phoned, I just happened to be in the neighborhood

Michal asked me to collect some drawings

I'm in a hurry

Someone's waiting for me downstairs

I say, Adam...

Yes?

You've known Father a long time, haven't you?

We were students together

Did you know my mother?

Yes, not too well, actually

What was she like?

You resemble her

I mean, what did she look like?

You resemble her that way, too But she also had intuition, like you

Do you think she could have had a secret?

I don't know

Something she might have wanted to let me know

She'd have told you She was like you

I was five days old when she died

Ah, yes

She'd have wrote you a letter or something

Sorry, I've got to go

I'll call in some day after Michal's back, bye

Thanks

Hello, why here of all places?

Well yes, it's quite nice

Pretty, pale frame

Is anything wrong?

No

At school?

Then what is it?

My dear baby daughter...

Pardon?

My dear baby daughter

I don't know what you look like reading this letter

You must be a grown-up woman now, and Michal is already dead

When I'm writing this, you're just a tiny baby, I saw you just once

They refused to show you to me anymore because I'll be dying soon, I guess

There's an important thing I've got to tell you

Michal is not your father

But it doesn't really matter who your father is

Just a moment of forgetfulness and the harm was done

I know Michal will love you like a daughter and you'll be comfortable with him

I'm thinking about you now... wondering what you look like

...when you're reading this letter

You have dark hair, haven't you?

And slender hand...

and neck...

I would so much like to...

Mother...

Good afternoon, is Jarek home?

No, he's out

But he'll be back, come in

Did he tell you he wanted to marry me?

I guessed it, anyway

I can marry him straight away

What about your father?

It doesn't matter

He's not my father, really

I've been looking for you

I forgot the keys

Is this our floor?

Sorry

Good evening?

Are you going down?

Yes

You knew it?

And you first...

tell me

Yes, I guessed

Oh, I'm sorry It seems I've brought all the way down

No, we weren't going down

But this is the basement, Dad

Never mind, come on!

Do you recognize your mother?

Yes, well

One of them may be your father