Dismissed From Life (Zwolnieni z życia)

International Film Festival in San Sebastian September 1992 Special Jury Prize for Krystyna Janda Best Actress

Today, in Wroclaw, was the beginning of the inquiry...

into the abuse of power between 1980 and 1989...

by the Senate Committee.

Jan Wysocki represents the leadership

of the Lower Silesia Solidarity movement.

It doesn't matter that your archives are empty.

We remember what they contained.

The files might be gone, but the people remain.

And I assure you

I'll recognize the face of the officer who beat me.

I haven't forgotten.

This is the problem.

It's because of these few details which are "difficult to expose"...

that several of your workers will go to court.

And they will be sentenced.

I will fight for it.

Tomorrow, the Committee will continue the case

behind closed doors.

All my life, I've been a fool...

and didn't understand anything...

but now, suddenly, everything depends on me.

Everything is different now!

Do as you wish, but let me warn you...

If you wait too long, it'll be too late!

Too late to talk about the old life or the new one!

Yes, that one is good.

Could you prepare it for me?

How much do you need? 10?

Twenty thousand.

Thanks a lot. I'll give it back after New Year's.

Excuse me.

Good morning.

The lady over there told me you're an electrician.

That's right.

I have a favor to ask.

I think my washing machine blew the fuses

in my apartment, and tomorrow is Christmas Eve.

I live around the corner.

It'll only take a second,

and it would help me so much.

Well, you see...

Please, help me.

Here we are.

It's still higher up.

Fortunately, we're getting a new apartment soon.

You have beautiful eyes. Women must envy you.

Please, come in.

LAUNDRY

DISMISSED FROM LIFE

Screenplay

Music

Production Manager

Directed by

In memory of Leslaw Bajer

Did you give him anesthesia?

I couldn't. His liver is too weak.

Can you smell how drunk he is?

His blood alcohol level is almost 0.3‰.

Who is he?

He's unidentified.

First they drink and fight...

and then we have to save them.

Trephine.

Turn it on, please.

What are you doing here?

My son, Marek Wysocki, 28 years old.

He should be here.

We've been to 2 hospitals...

and the paramedics said that...

But you can't stay here. Please leave.

Nurse, we only want to see him.

Janek!

Nurse, please!

Hurry up. Doctor!

You can't die. You have to live.

Take her away.

Clear.

Massage.

Clear. Massage.

There's stuff about you, too.

But most of it is about the captain.

Yes, we're nearly finished. Yes.

Before tomorrow? No problem.

What did he say?

Not to keep our hopes up.

Marek, good morning.

I'm here.

Everything's going to be okay. You'll get better.

He doesn't recognize me.

He's a vegetable. That's what they call them.

He'll be a burden for the rest of his life.

It would've been better if he had died.

It's his brain, officer.

I can tell you how his organism will react to the pneumonia

that he's just contracted, and when it'll pass.

But I can't tell you when the patient...

will be able to give you his statement.

I can't keep the guard here forever.

I have to know one thing.

Will I be able to speak to the victim today...

in a week, or never?

If anything, in a month...

but nobody knows if he'll be able to speak...

or if he'll know what he's saying.

Has he been unconscious the whole time?

Woke up three days ago.

Now he's asleep, but he's luckily getting better every day.

My aunt wouldn't be able to cope if he died.

What happened to him is terrible.

I brought him some fruit and homemade cake.

I already told Mrs. Wysocka...

that he can only be fed intravenously.

I understand.

That's just for luck. It's a family tradition.

You had to warn him, not beat him senseless!

But since you did, you should have finished him.

I told you 100 times everything has to be perfect!

Well?

What if he recognizes us?

It will take a while before he recovers.

He looks terrible.

He was dead. We checked.

So he has miraculously resurrected?

Maybe it's better this way.

It gives us room to maneuver.

The guy knows that we can get to his brother...

So he'll think hard before saying anything about us.

What if it's the other way around?

Then they'll guard that guy at the hospital day and night...

and we're screwed!

Who's going to guard him?

The police.

There's no reason to be upset. He just escaped.

You're lying.

He was barely alive. He couldn't even walk.

I know he was barely alive...

but he's not here!

I've ordered an internal investigation and called the police.

I was told some family member came to visit yesterday.

Maybe they helped him.

A workman's jacket has also disappeared.

What family member?

Your niece.

I don't have a niece.

What are you people talking about?

Sir!

He'll see you now.

Please sign this statement that the conversation is at your request.

Why?

Well, isn't it true?

Come in.

Good morning.

The years keep passing, and we keep meeting.

Have a seat.

You see?

Even my chairs are the same.

But times have changed. Haven't you realized that?

Your tricks won't work anymore.

I don't understand. What is this about?

About my brother.

You beat him up

and then kidnapped him from the hospital.

You will pay for that.

And why would we do that?

He's never disturbed us.

He lived quietly, and worked honestly.

Besides, we have the results of the investigation.

On December 23rd...

Won't you sit down?

On December 23rd, 1989, at around 3:15 pm,

Marek Wysocki left his workplace

and walked off in an unknown direction

with a woman carrying a yellow bucket.

There were around ten witnesses.

Yesterday, we received an anonymous letter...

accusing your brother of attempted rape.

She was saved by her husband and her brother-in-law.

This is a conspiracy.

It's all a lie, and a provocation.

Mr. Wysocki, this is tedious, not a conspiracy.

National spies harassing the nation...

No one wants to hear about that anymore.

If you still insist, then be my guest.

But you'll be sued for slander.

Are you trying to intimidate me?

Why would I try to intimidate you?

Intimidate a winner?

You're supposed to be happy and not scared.

It turned out the way you wanted it to.

Victory.

Go ahead and triumph!

Or at least smile!

Don't think that this is over!

How are you, sir?

Good, thank you.

How is everything, girls?

Fine.

Go away!

Stealing my apples... Go away!