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POLISH PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC YEAR 1990

POLISH PEOPLE'S ARMY

They're only children.

Service to the fatherland requires sacrifices.

YEAR 1990

Since the last test was a disaster, let's revisit the subject of Chornobyl.

What should first be used to cool the hot reactor core?

Who knows? Alicja?

Alicja? Tell us.

What?

How do you cool down a reactor?

No idea, dad.

"Professor."

I don't know, professor.

A hot reactor should first be cooled with as much water as possible.

Simply water.

Thank you, class.

Goodbye.

I saw the cigarettes!

Must you draw attention to yourself?

I draw attention to myself?

Science.

Yes, professor.

Dad.

Dad!

ADAM SŁODOWY DIY FOR EVERYONE

I asked you so many times...

not to draw attention to yourself.

Why do we always pick backwater holes? Can't we go to a big city?

It's not that simple.

That color in your hair...

Can you remove it somehow?

- Okay? - Sure.

I'll go for a walk.

Around the village.

Get over here, punk!

Come here!

Scribbling something again?

What the hell? That's mine!

Give it back!

You know what I'll do? I'll plow over this.

Just like that.

You'll learn respect for real work!

Stop!

No! Stop it!

Stop! You'll run over him!

You'll kill him! Stop!

Stop!

Gimme some.

That's mine!

What was that?

Now, this is what you show them.

What's it mean?

Don't know, but that's how they tick people off in movies.

Where did you get the strength to lift a tractor?

I eat a lot of sugar.

My old man doesn't like them.

He doesn't like it that I draw.

He says that's why he drinks.

- I've never seen anyone... - Did a radio ever speak to you?

Yes.

Every time I turn it on.

- It even sings. - Not like to everyone.

A voice spoke directly to me.

A voice speaking directly to you?

In the third experiment, as you recall,

we charged Kuba's comb by rubbing it.

It has to be plastic. As it is rubbed...

Professor, what's going on?

Alicja...

have you already approached the principal

about the art contest?

- Art contest? - Did you ask?

Not yet.

Pack up. It's high time.

Can you tell me what's going on?

What are those trucks?

- Dad, come on! - Get in!

- Who are those people? - No time to argue about that!

Give me short, clear answers.

Has anything unusual happened recently?

Short, clear answers!

It is somewhat possible that I lifted a tractor yesterday.

Anything else?

Talk to me! Come on!

The radio started playing a lullaby, and it wasn't even plugged in.

Who are those people in the trucks?

Department 92.

I destroyed their lab once.

What lab? Are they chasing you?

It's not about me.

They're here for you.

Alicja!

I wanted to tell you so many times...

but either I lacked the strength or the courage.

Now, we're out of time.

Eleven years ago, the head of Department 92

wanted to conduct an extremely dangerous experiment

using you and your sister.

- I have a sister? - You had one.

I couldn't save her.

And... mom?

I was a military scientist in communist Poland.

I don't know who your real parents were.

I should have told you this long ago.

Time to go.

I'll tell you the rest on the way.

Please.

All those stories about mom were lies?

I wanted you to have a childhood. A normal life, like any kid.

Everything will be fine. I promise.

It will be okay.

You pestered me about leaving.

We're leaving!

Your sister and you have an extraordinary power.

And you...

you are my...

phenomenon.

I love you.

Daddy...

Daddy...

Let's grab her!

What are you doing?

- What is that? - This is for you.

Go home.

Who were those soldiers?

Some super-secret department that...

I don't know... They killed my dad.

I don't know what kind of crap I got myself into,

but I can't drag you along.

Go home!

I don't want to.

- What are you doing? - Get up.

No.

Get up now!

- What's that? - A souvenir from my dad.

And what is your name?

Jester.

Strange name.

I picked it myself.

- What does it mean? - "Jester" means "warrior."

I promise not to get in the way and...

do whatever you want.

I need to find my sister.

And I will.

Let's go.

- We need a gas station. - We need to find my sister!

She contacted me over the radio. It wasn't even turned on.

What was the message?

A lullaby.

Right.

A lullaby plays from a radio that's turned off.

From this you conclude your late sister is alive and communicating with you.

You been drinking?

- You can always go home. - Let's not get carried away.

This is me, and this is her.

She was older.

The only thing I remember about her is that lullaby.

It was a message from her.

You're crazy.

And I'm hungry.

And who is she that she can do such things?

No idea.

- Did she contact you before? - Here you go.

Thank you.

No messages sent through the aquarium filter?

The coffee grinder? No lullabies from the kettle?

Come on! I'm just trying to understand.

Listen!

You can lift tractors, and she can play lullabies over dead radios.

- Jester... - Maybe you both are...

Time to run!

Jester!

In there!

Take your hooks off me!

- Hang them up. - No!

Let him go.

It's me you want.

Don't touch that!

That's my dad's.

Your dad's?

So happened I knew him.

I wanted to serve in this department because I felt

there was a world different from this one.

That night,

I realized my search was over.

I'm sorry.

That man wasn't your father.

He was.

He was the best person and best dad I could ever have.

He was a traitor.

He deceived us all that night.

He stole you. Like a thief.

Like a rat.

But I don't forgive debts.

I don't forget.

And finally, after so many years,

I could pay him back.

With one shot.

Straight to the heart.