Your Name is Justine (Masz na imie Justine)

Our ham is the best in Middle Europe.

We are up to all European Union's standards, so we want to be the main exporter of this ham.

Miss Hania, is it clear what I said?

I'm glad.

Don't cut off the whole fatness. Leave a bit of it with the meat, it makes the taste better.

Today the best of us can get work in here.

So... Maybe we'll start the exam.

So, who's going to be first?

No volunteers?

Maybe miss... Rybacka will show us how to cut off a fillet. Please.

Your future is in your hands.

So maybe miss Hania will show us? Please.

Wait a minute, please. She'll do it.

- Come on. You need this job. - I hate this.

- You learned it and that's how you'll earn your living. - Get lost!

You're neither rich nor pretty so you'd better go to work, OK?

If there's someone as sensitive as miss Rybacka in here, I suggest to go home.

Who's next?

Yes?

I'll do this.

Go on, please.

Here you are. A boneless pork loin.

Mariola, you got the job!

You got the job, it's awesome!

Do you like it?

Stop it.

Yes, darling.

I said: stop it.

To guys.

No.

To new life.

Why are you looking at me like that?

- Whose health are you drinking to? - I don't know...

- I wish I'd a good job and an apartment and... - Come on, say your wish!

- Guys like you, you're pretty, but me... - Your things'll shape up good too.

- Yeah? I'll get old. - You'll get a job in another slaughterhouse...

It's all written somewhere.

You'll marry a guy and give him a child...

Then you'll get old... fat...

Your skin will sag...

And your stinky husband will exchange your tits for a bottle, these'll be the best days of your life!

Hanka! Are you crazy?

Ola...

- To our future! - Fuck it!

Yeah, fuck it.

Hi...

This is Artur.

- Aleksandra Rybacka... - Artur Balt

Don't you recognize Artur?

A skinny stammerer, two years older. You were in love with him!

Skinny, is that you?!

I-I-I haven't seen you for years! Where have you been?

Hanka, don't fool around.

I went to Germany with my parents and graduated from school.

You haven't changed much.

It's for you. A present.

- Awesome, isn't it? - You look like a TV star!

- Do you like it? - Yeah. I'll take it on the trip.

Are you going on a trip?

Mariola didn't tell you?

- You hide something from us? - No... We want to go on a short vacation.

Maybe we'll visit my parents in Cologne and then at the seaside, huh?

Lucky one!

To the seaside!

To us!

To the meeting.

Wait, grandma!

- Girls, can I come in? - Come in!

It's midnight, for God's sake! Could you be quiet?

- Fine, grandma. - Didn't you invite any boys?

Hush! It's time to sleep.

- It's time to sleep. - Goodnight.

Goodnight...

We won't let you out until you tell us, what you were doing all those years!

Grandma!

- What?! - Could you switch it off?

You overdid with it a bit yesterday.

Could the Old Witch be a bit more kind to me?

Drink it.

The Old Witch has to tidy up after her Princess.

When will my girl start the job?

The girl doesn't know it yet. Maybe she'll go on a short vacation first.

Why it that? You got a job and you want to go on vacation?

Come on... I know what I'm doing.

But with whom do you want to go? With some boys, huh?

Grandma, I can take care of myself. And I know what I want.

And what do you want, darling?

Dear Witch...

I want to be happy.

- Hello. - Hello. I haven't seen you for a long time.

I'm sorry, but I didn't want anything from you, Father.

Hey, hussy! They sell you in metres or kilograms?

Get lost, you can't afford me.

You bi... Fuck! Do you know who you are talking to?!

- Didn't you hear what this lady said? - I was just kidding!

- Drop dead! - You have to be careful.

I am.

- Hey, wait! - Come on!

Stand there, I'll take a photo of you.

- Smile! - I'm smiling.

- Grin! - I am grinning!

OK.

- Do you remember this? - What?

Skinny, skinny...

- So what's with our trip? - Did you make your mind?

- I did, and you? - A long time ago.

- It's my dad. - Say hello to him.

Hi, dad. We've a little delay.

We'll be there tomorrow in the evening. Don't worry. Bye.

- My dad says hello. - Thanks. You think he'll like me?

Of course he will. He's looking forward to meet you.

- Are we going tomorrow? - Maybe tonight?

- Don't tease me. - Are you ashamed? - No, I'm not.

- That's my grandma. - Come on, I'll introduce myself.

- No way, she won't recognize you. - Come on!

Grandma!

- Do you remember Artur? - Hello.

Hello. You're grown up now! You look exactly like your father.

Mariola, stand by your grandma, I'll take a photo of you.

I'll show it to my father.

So you're going tonight?

- Is Hania going too? - Yes. The whole lot.

- Is Artur going too? - Yes.

Your mother...

trusted guys too much.

Take it, my child. Take it! You'll make use of it.

You're such a dear.

Dear Grandma

Dear Grandma. I'm sorry I didn't say it outright, but I left with Artur.

It's very important for me, so I hope you will understand.

I will be back in three weeks. Your Princess

Hey.

- Is that all? - It's all I need.

Listen.

If you want to speak German, do it right!

Do you always talk to your father in German?

- What do you mean? - You talked in German on the phone.

When my father went to Germany in 1989, he stopped using Polish. I had to learn German.

Hey, you!

Do you like me?

You're splendid.

So maybe we'll stay here for the night?

I'm sorry, but I'd like to on the spot.

Let's go, OK?

Passports, please.

And miss? Is she Russian?

- Is everything OK? - Yes, it is.

We're in Berlin. In a half of an hour. See you.

Darling, we'll stay here for the night, OK? It's 600 km to Cologne and I'm sleepy.

At last!

Come on.

- Don't you think it's a bit late for a visit? - I told them we'd come.

- Hello, Nadenka. - Hello, Artur.

Come in, please.

- My name is Nadenka. What's your name? - My name is Mariola.

I'm sorry for the mess. I've no time for cleaning because of the child.

Please.

Sit down, please.

- How are things? - As usual, a lot of work.

Is this the new beauty?

- Good, isn't she? - I made coffee. I'll lay down the baby.

Who is she?

- She's my friend's wife. - We shouldn't disturb her, let's go.

Chill put, I know it's not nice in here.

- She's got very strange eyes. - It's not easy to be an emigrant, huh?

Coffee?

Sugar?

I'd like some.

Thank you.

It will be OK. I know the road is long.

What is she saying?

She says you've a long road before you.

- Hello, Gunter! - Hello, my friend.

This is Mariola.

How was your trip? First time in Berlin?

I don't speak German. English a bit.

My name is Gunter. Welcome to Berlin.

Excuse me, miss.

Excuse me, business.

Your mate is touching me, tell him something!

Don't worry, he's a bit loony.

- Let's get out of here, please! - Don't be hysterical, these are nice people.

- This is her grandmother, she lives in Piotrkow... - What are you doing?!

- And this is her passport. - You son of a bitch!

Shh...

Her name is Mariola Szymanska.

Show me what she's got.

Good?

A bit small, but the ass is great.

Your name is Justine, you understand?

Now you belong to me.

You've got too much money.

You'll work for me. You'll get the money back and it'll be over.

You'll be a whore now.

What a temperament!

- So thank you gentlemen, good night and have fun! - You bastard!

Jurij, the bedroom.

In business every second counts. I'll sell it on the Internet. Film it.

If you break her, she'll work for you.

Don't hit me, please...