Barwy ochronne (1977) Movie Script
The TOR Film Unit.
Film Polski
Present
CAMOUFLAGE
Starring
Featuring
Music
Director of Photography
Written and Directed
The key, please.
Could I have the key?
It's the doctor.
Thank you.
- Are you happy?
- I'm on the ground floor.
Well, do you agree?
One at a time!
Get that bike out of here!
You mustn't start it here.
Outside only!
Do you enjoy that
or are you a massochist?
No.
I'm a sadomasochist!
Come out. You'll catch rheumathism.
- It will detort you.
- Not "detort," but "distort,"
or "contort" or...
It's worse than German.
Vormachen, sumachen, ausmachen...
- You've taken comparative grammar?
- No. And I don't mean to.
Of course not.
But there's no ausmachen surely?
There is.
Das macht nicht aus.
Or perhaps, "das macht nichts,"
minus the "aus."
I've been to Germany.
I know, hitch-hiking.
But I'm the assistant.
And I can flunk you.
Not any more.
Now you
have to make the grade with me.
Now the students decide.
If we don't like an assistant, he's out!
Not here, though.
Been in Poland long?
Two months.
It was like that once with us.
Why?
Kitty.
Pardon me.
Why are you apologising?
I've already said good morning.
And I startled them.
No. Only made them redeploy.
Now they'll wait till we're still.
Interested in ornithology?
No. Only in the same subject as you.
But nature forms a kind of whole.
One can learn a lot from observing it.
Especially about ourselves.
Well now, what about that paper?
That's just it.
I don't know.
Nor do l. Are you sure
it missed the deadline?
Yes. It came a day late.
That's enough to disquaify it.
Must one be such a stickler for...
Either there are rules or there aren't.
Anyway.
The decision is up to you.
I shan't interfere.
Mr Magister!
Could you spare us a moment?
- What is it?
- You're the camp secretary?
Yes, but the supervisor
is Docent Szelestowski.
But you're responsibe
for the competition?
Yes.
We consider we've been cheated.
We feel cheated.
Just a second!
What exactly do you mean by cheated?
Docent Makowiecki of Torun isn't here.
But it's you who send the invitations.
We only suggest names.
The rest is up to the Dean's office.
I'll check if the invitations were sent.
If they had been, he'd be here.
I woudn't know. I'm new.
But we do.
- So what do you want?
- A meeting!
Very well.
I'll talk with Docent Szelestowski.
We can meet after breakfast.
Otherwise we strike camp!
Good evening. When did you arrive?
On the last bus.
The poor thing's caught cold.
The Rector's supervising your doctorate?
- I'd like him to.
- Known him long?
I didn't know him at all.
I wanted a research job
after graduating...
...and this may be it.
Has Docent Makowiecki
from Torun been invited?
- I have no idea.
- He was!
The Rector crossed him off.
He's come uninvited?
Worse. He hasn't come at all.
Mr Docent!
I'm sorry to disturb you
but coud you spare me a moment?
What tor?
It's important.
It can wait. I'm asleep.
I had a tiring trip.
Yes, but I've just been talking
with the students.
Why are you so het up?
We'll talk tomorrow.
Our minds will be fresher.
Honestly. Tomorrow.
Good morning.
I wonder what souvoir vivre
says about this.
Gentlemen don't urinate.
- So you have a problem?
- Yes.
I'd like a word in private.
Excuse me.
The staff bathroom is in the Hall.
I've arranged for the key to be with me.
Well, what is it?
I've been talking to the students.
They're a bit unhappy,
there's no one from other centres,
especially Torun.
I checked: the Prorector
sat on the invitations.
But they don't know that.
No. But it's true.
If you like... And they're up in arms?
That's overstating it.
But they do have a point.
Never mind that.
Who are the troublemakers?
You want names?
Of course. And send them to me.
After breaktast.
- I don't get it.
- You'd rather scrub the camp?
You want me to permit anarchy?
No. But I think
it's not fair.
Why be so impersonal?
Who's not fair?
Who? The Chief!
I believe you're right, so call him...
...and ask for an explanation.
Good idea! It hadn't occurred to me.
You'll call him then?
- I will.
- Great. Actually, he's away.
But he'll be here tomorrow.
So you can ask him then.
Meanwhile we'd best face it out.
Pity to let all that work,
all those papers,
all that money, though it matters least,
go to waste.
I agree.
But, as you said,
there are certain principles.
So I did.
Now, what about that late arrival?
If it really is up to me to decide,
I'll admit it.
On your own responsibility?
Of course. Since you've given me
the authority, sir.
Quite.
Except you will then have to
face the consequences.
Just a second.
What's the catch?
Don't ask me.
You ought to have guessed.
Who's his professor?
I don't know and I don't want to!
I mean, if the paper's been accepted,
what's the difference?
It's better to know first.
But that's your problem.
So send them over to me.
But before the session.
So you're sure you'll make them
change their minds?
Of course.
They're no less
conformists than you and l.
I'd rather you spoke for yourself.
It's time you grasped something:
your career is in the hands
of the Rector, or rather Prorector.
- And I thought it was in mine.
- Oh, really?
We'll come back to that later.
Have them come and see me.
And prepare the slide-projectors
and so on...
They like these things
to go with a bang.
We want to talk with you, sir.
- What about?
- It's about the make-up of the jury.
Didn't Kruszewski tell you
we'll talk, but after breakfast,
and with a delegation.
No. All of us together.
Together we can have breakfast.
Everyone sit down
and let no one through!
No one?
You plan to sit here like this?
The steps are cold,
but suit yourselves...
I'll go through the kitchen.
We won't let you.
We'll break up the camp.
- Who will?
- All of us.
You said that.
Grusznic, isn't it? Fourth year?
You want a faculty post.
- That's not fair!
- I wasn't asking you.
I'll tak to you, but after breakfast
and with a delegation.
You, you and you.
And you.
Delegation shoud be elected!
Then elect my nominees.
It will save trouble.
So, as we've agreed,
each speaker will have ten minutes
plus one minute to tie up
any loose ends.
Can we proceed?
The first report will come...
from Maria Piechowiak of our centre.
Her paper is entitled:
"Phrase Syntac in a Graphic Variant."
- Do you need the projector?
- No, thank you.
The object of the study
was to precise and qualify
the concept of the syntactical phrase.
The concept of the phrase once bordered
with that
of directional denominators.
Employing more specifically
the concept of modal autonomy,
I arrived at dual conclusions:
both linked with the observation,
the traditional externals
of a sentence are fused to it,
while use of the concept
of modal autonomy
...differentiates the material
of directional denominators.
I'm curious. How did you get round them?
The usual way. Leaned on who I had to,
Flattered who I had to,
appealed to their sense of
responsibility, and they gave up.
And the Torun business?
I said he hasn't showed up.
So you lied?
Believe it or not, yes.
But imagine life without lies.
For example, you'd keep
beeing told you had pimples.
And I'd be told I had a paunch.
Instead every morning they all twitter:
How you're losing weight, Mr Docent!
Though it's plain I'm putting it on.
But I interrupted you, I think.
No, no.
You seemed to me about to moralize.
No.
You don't propose
to get holier than them?
I must have been wrong.
When's your blue-eyed boy due?
Last.
I can tell you now how the vote will go.
Ayes, none.
You don't know the paper.
No matter.
Jozef will probably sit tight,
Miss Zofia will act dumb,
Miss Magda won't have to;
as you've noticed,
she's not very bright.
Though she has her virtues.
Or had, rather.
And the Rector never forgets.
The students will vote for.
Out of cussedness.
But he real discussion will begin later.
What you're saying,
Mr Docent, is depressing,
since it implies
that the actual work is irrelevant.
No, it's relevant all right,
but in a context.
It's not only what's said that counts,
but who said it and where.
Not bad a girl...
I obtained almost sixty percent
correct answers:
evidence of a distinct link
between the sound of words
and their meaning.
I've also obtained evidence
of the significance
of the sound complex as a whole.
This contradicts the theory
of the phonetic symbolism of phonems.
That would be all.
- I'd just like to present...
- There's no time.
Only a minute!
A small experiment, Professor!
I've written two sets of words here.
Japanese words. Does anyone know it?
No? Excellent!
The first set is "haiai" - "osoi;"
the second "karai" - "amoi."
You have to guess
whether the word "karai"
means "fast" or "slow,"
and the word "osoi" vice-versa.
I'll take a vote.
You opt for the first
or the second answer?
The first!
Who is favour of "haiai" meaning "fast"
and "osoi" slow?
Hands up for the first answer!
Thank you.
Who opts for the second answer?
The first answer is correct.
It collected a majority
and the majority was right.
So my experiments are not ungrounded.
The same can be demonstrated
with signs...
We re very grateful
to Konrad Raczyk from Torun.
Perhaps someone would care to comment.
I don't fee qualified.
Anyway I don't believe
the paper's a competition entry.
It is. That's been discussed.
Yes, the paper's been admitted.
In that case, let me...
In the light of our philosophy,
signs seem to be associated with
concepts as a matter of covention.
The author's argument
is therefore ludiocrous.
Ludicrous.
And derived
from atavistic views alien to us.
Whatever the source of his inspiration,
it must have been very distant.
I wouldn't judge the paper
quite so harshly.
Even if it is wrong,
it is certainly very original.
And clearly a lot of work
has gone into it.
Exactly.
Would anyone else like to comment?
I think we can adjourn for today.
Other points can be cleared up
at the jury meeting.
Will it's deliberations be public?
What do you think?
A bird! Almost alive!
Throw it away! Stop horsing around!
Clear the dishes!
We've no servants here!
- Can't you do it?
- Snotty little sods!
Taught no better by their mums!
You're marvellous,
when you get angry!
As for the pool...
- Do you swim, Mr Assistant?
- No.
But Mr Rector loves to do it.
In that case clean up the pool.
You'll get help.
That brat kept me awake all night.
No one objects to the Assistant's dog,
though it barks.
- Only when ordered.
- That was an order?
- Do we play bridge?
- Of course.
- Count me out.
- It's the proper thing to do.
- I've a headache.
- Suit yourself.
Me? You bet!
Excuse me.
I'd like to try a small experiment.
Does your head still ache?
- A bit.
- A lot?
So so.
Poor head...
- Have you taken a pill?
- Yes, I have.
Does it still ache?
Where is your room?
I know how to, honestly.
Don't believe me?
Lie down. I mean, lie down please.
I'll switch off the light.
It gets in my eyes.
- It gets in my way.
- Want me to take this off?
Yes. Take it off, mister...
Oh, take it off.
It's all so confusing.
Those titles! Mr Assistant,
Mr Master, Mr Supervisor!
In England it's so much simpler.
We all say "you" and there's no probem.
Are "you" comfortable?
This bed's a bit small. But never mind.
Let your mind go blank.
I can't.
I did.
You know, you caught my eye.
And you mine.
Will you be studying in Poland long?
It depends.
I'll walk you back, right?
Is this a students camp
or a nudist beach?!
We ony wanted to wash.
You've seen our bathroom.
It's too small.
We're very sorry, Mr Assistant.
That's no reason to shock the yokels.
Next time you'll be in for it.
But who are we shocking?
All right, get dressed! Run along!
Mr Assistant!
Please stop!
I'm frightened.
It's a creature like any other.
Will we now be choosing a chairman?
Or a chairwoman?
No, not me.
It just chairman suggests a man.
Quite, but who are we
to make the chairman?
Chairman or moderator?
Perhaps you'd agree, Assistant?
Out of the question! I can only advise.
Most of them are my students,
it wouldn't be right.
I suggest that we
dispense with a chairman
and choose a coordinating secretary.
Someone younger.
Mr Jarek! Excellent!
We insist!
Thank you truly for this honour.
Could I have the list and a sheet
of paper to keep the minutes?
If I may, I suggest...
we begin discussing the first prize.
What's going on?
The meeting's almost over
and you're nowhere!
It'll be ready. In a jiffy.
What do you think this is? A beach?
Get to it! Get a hold of those shovels!
Come on! This was to be voluntary.
Get cracking!
I want it filled in 1 5 minutes.
Then give us a hand!
Why are they sweeping it?
And why fill it?
We're leaving tomorrow.
So what? Tomorrow they'll empty it.
Fill and then empty it?
That's ridiculous!
Of course!
Perhaps I could type up
the verdict for you?
That's very kind of you.
Why didn't you say anything?
You know you could have
tipped the scales.
In any case it was expected of you.
So what?
I don't follow you.
You must agree the winning
paper is mediocre.
Yes and no...
Now you're making a fool of me.
I'd like to know
if you seriously believe
justice has been done.
What's justice?
The concept of justice
is rarely found in science.
In the natural sciences
it isn't found at all.
Is this the time to talk about nature?
I wonder why it is you
do-gooders always speak
in such accusing tones.
That leads straight to the lnquisition,
or even the Gestapo.
Must we discuss tones of voice?
And I thought "do-gooders"
or at least the "Gestapo"
would offend you.
Don't you want to be serious with me?
A bit chilly, isn't it?
Looks like rain.
I see.
You must be conscious you'll
have to report to the Rector.
Of course.
It's not so obvious.
He wont be pleased.
I expect so. Too bad.
And you'll tell him
only you voted differently?
Of course.
Quite right.
Sooner or later someone
would tell him anyway.
So you plan to go on pretending
you don't understand?
Understand what?
Must you keep acting
as though you were naive?
Don't you know
what the Chief thinks about Torun?
Yes, of course.
But I can't see how that affects
the quality of that paper.
I don't know about you,
but I think we needn't
always respect his tastes.
Bravo!
And that's the first major issue.
True. Everyone's entitled
to disagree. Up to a point.
It depends on your position.
My margin's a little wider than yours.
So I wouldn't like to be you
when he gets here.
Why?
- Have you signed the contract already?
- Yes, the temporary one.
The yearly one is due in the autumn.
Done your army service?
Yes. A year down the drain.
There you are. They're better off.
The Chief is sure to offer a post
to the prizewinner.
Had it been a man,
he'd wangle him out of the army.
You've ignored the paper itself.
You've achieved a lot as it is.
I acted on my beliefs.
If you like...
I'd say you were fighting for
your so-called justice.
I doubt the paper itself
impressed either of us.
I happen to know a litte Japanese.
Take "yama" for instance.
In Polish it means "a pit,"
in Japanese "a hill."
So it's really a bit of a fiddle-faddle.
But you acted high-mindedly,
if none too wisely.
What about you?
Meaning you acted badly,
but consciously.
Was it out of nonchalance
or from lack of character?
You're pushing your luck.
Perhaps...
Very well. I'll tell you.
I hope you've earned this talk.
I behave as I do
because I find it convenient.
You should now observe
that I'm cynical.
- That's obvious.
- Bravo!
And what's wrong with that?
It depends from whose point of view.
Let's say, mine.
As follows from my previous statement,
I don't care about
my fellow men, right?
- You're losing something.
- In what way? Be more specific.
It seems pointless.
You often talk about it.
This is sheer sophistry.
Now who's avoiding to talk?
But I'll gladly continue this discussion
some other time.
For the moment run along.
And keep a lookout for the Rector.
It's a good policy to be
the first in the welcoming committee.
Stand here! Behave!
- The weather's cleared up.
- Today of all days.
Any glasses here?
Yes, I have some.
I seem to have left my camera inside.
If you come across it, let me know.
Do you live in the village?
- No. Here.
- That's fortunate.
Everyone's saying
you've brought the weather.
How's it been going?
Well enough.
We've just finished the conference.
I was the jury secretary.
And for your information, sir,
I accepted a paper
which perhaps I shouldn't have,
since it came a day late.
I see you've got the pool in commission.
- Yes, we managed to.
- And how?
The students helped.
Splendid. I can take a dip.
Go ahead, sir.
Right. Where was this paper from?
It came from Torun.
I must also advise you, sir,
that I voted for giving it an award;
the others abstained.
Send it over to me.
It may be interesting.
Assistant Ciszewski! Hello there!
I'll send it tomorrow.
As for your English grant,
we'll consider it in October.
I haven't forgotten but keep in touch.
- Now let's have that swim.
- Thank you, it's too cold for me.
As you wish.
Back up! I can't see you.
I want no part of this.
Zip up and relax!
Excuse me a second, sir.
We've found a camera.
I think it's the Assistant's.
Expensive.
Could you return it?
Glady.
- Thanks.
- Forget it.
- Is this yours, sir?
- I've been looking for it.
- Where was it?
- Some students found it.
Where will you develop the film?
At the institute.
They do a good job.
Well?
Over and done with.
He didn't say a thing?
It may suit him.
The guy from Wroclaw heard him.
I mean, both of them
are scheming against Torun.
Maybe.
But why lose sleep over it?
I couldn't care less
what the Chief thinks of Torun.
Wrong!
Soon you'll be fooling yourself
and lying.
And that is dangerous
without sophistry.
Ask any doctor.
Ulcers, heart condition...
Let's get things straight.
I don't need to lie.
I want to devote myself
to the borderlands of linguistics
and information theory,
artificial languages.
Must I also bother
about the Prorector's machinations?
Of course!
Otherwise you'll end up
teaching in school.
Teaching children Polish.
You did Polish?
No, English.
In that case, English. Same thing.
You're no longer too young
to know what's what.
You've simply grown too much
of a phoney to admit it.
Look, sir, my feet are on the ground
and I know the score.
But there are limits.
Why should I worry about things
I'm not responsible for?
You're not reponsible
for famine in lndia.
Or the Chief's foibles.
But in Poland he alone
can give you a chance.
The only thing is to realize
it's not all that simple or honest.
Anyone else?
What? Only me?
- Careful!
- I'll take a chance!
Why isn't it honest?
Because, for a start,
your Prorector is a bastard.
He finished people
in all manner of ways.
He fixed his professorship
and he's still poison.
And you'll become his puppet
for the sake of your artificial
languages and academic career.
That's pure assumption.
Yos. But you don't want to know.
No, I'm merely surprised
by what you're saying.
No one's spoken of him
so badly before.
Not to you, no.
Because you're his man.
What am I supposed to do?
start an official inquiry?
- I didn't appoint him.
- True.
There are others to make sure
the right people are appointed.
And very efficient they are.
But sometimes
they make mistakes.
For example, our Prorector...
...cribbed his doctoral thesis,
but it seems no one knows about it.
- You know that?
- Yes.
And now, so do you.
Anyway, you can check
before signing your contract.
The original is in Wroclaw.
The author's name is Kurek.
He went abroad and stayed there.
The Rector pinched his thesis.
- Without destroying the original?
- Why should he?
Who'd stick his head out?
- What about you?
- Me?
I've already explained my principles.
Yes. but you were kidding.
Essentially, I wasn't.
You sea, I'm a watchful
observer of nature.
As we know, it's governed
by survival of the fittest.
Endure and you win.
Perish and you're proved wrong.
What I'm saying shouldn't, of course,
be understood crudely.
After all...
people do have the gift
of deeper feelings.
Though so do animals.
They often defend their young,
the weak, the small...
Thay can be faithful,
monogamous, altruistic...
But there the analogy ends.
Human groups form value systems,
which only make sense
as long as they enable surival.
They're encoded
in our subconsciousness in childhood
and form what we call conscience.
Fortunately,
we also have self-consciousness
which enables us to modify conscience.
And become independant
of various bans and orders.
To put it simply,
it enables us to survive in this world.
Yes. But conscience can be
a millstone around a neck.
Especially, if formed in other
circumstances, in different times.
I know what I'm saying is unpalatable.
That your old-fashioned conservatism
rebels against it a little.
But I'm only trying to persuade you
to get rid of that millstone.
And once you feel liberated
you can go after whay you want.
It's amazing you have found a vocation
in the pursuit of my happinees.
Forgive me.
It's because I'm bored.
Lunch!
Jakub, how are you?
You've been on holliday. That tan!
Shall we sit down?
- Is there lunch for the driver?
- Of course.
Mr Driver, you can
eat with the students.
We took the driver because we felt
the small Fiat wouldn't do.
What nonsense!
Have you swapped
the big Fiat for a small one?
We sold it because
we're building a house.
Don't be afraid. He won't bite.
I'm not so sure.
No. thank you. I never eat corpses.
Sorry to be so blunt,
but it's not my phrase.
The child's crying.
He'll develop his lungs,
as our grandmothers would say.
Go and see. He isn't my child only.
You could show an interest.
How about a litte disinfectant?
- May l?
- No, thank you.
To give you courage.
Thanks. I don't need it.
Perhaps you'll have some
questions for the Rector?
Perhaps. Who knows?
Bolesaw!
The assistant here has a question.
No. Maybe later.
Ah, later!
Did they get the same lunch as us?
Ask your pet assistant.
He'll tell you.
Now we can play spitball.
We were in Yugoslavia again.
And the weather?
Marvellous.
Like Yugoslavia.
But it was so dull.
No night clubs or anything.
My husband was working all the time.
Still, I got a tan.
You know how it is with congresses.
At best they send us
to the socialist countries.
The West's saved for Warsaw.
It's safer.
They look down
on provincial universities.
Maybe they're right.
Have a drink, Doctor!
With pleasure. How about you?
Why aren't you drinking?
I've a favour to ask of you.
Could you sing something
for the Rector?
But it's been so long since
the times of the dancings...
But I remember them.
Perhaps she's not in the mood?
- What's thet got to do with you?
- I don't fel like singing.
I remember an evening in Jadwisin.
In the fifties, I think.
You sang ravishingly!
Ancient history!
Why not have a go?
But first a drink!
It will be a treat for the Rector.
I beg you!
I suggest My Old Friend.
Ladies and gentleman, time for a song.
The artistic part has begun.
It's a tradition at table in Poland.
Especially as Mme Doctor
has eaten too much rye.
Smart little Jakub dared her to.
We tried the same trick
in class once and it worked.
Well, thank you all very much.
We've still some work to do.
The prize-giving is in an hour.
Just one more second!
I'd like to take a souvenir picture
with the Rector.
Here on the steps.
What did you want to ask?
What, sir, was the subject
of your doctoral thesis?
And our dear waitress!
Now, a big smile, please!
You to, Mr Assistant.
I see no reason not to.
Come and your give me a hand!
Look, you hold the cat.
I've made this collar with a bell.
So when he's stalking
a birdie or a mousie...
they'll hear and run away.
- Won't he mind?
- I don't know,
but he's got to wear it.
It's how it's done.
What are you doing?
I'm a bit busy.
With what?
Various things...
What's wrong?
Why are you so sad?
You can tell me.
No, it's no use and anyway...
Perhaps I can help you?
No.
How do you know?
Because it's complicated.
What's so complicated?
Ever since that man turned up,
you're so different.
And why is everybody so edgy?
And dejected? Why?
If there are problems, out with them.
Why can't they be discussed?
That's not the point. I'm simply...
I don't know how to explain.
I think you wouldn't understand!
Why not?
Because I'm not complicated?
You all love to be so complex.
And I'm simple so I won't
understand. Maybe it's better?
I must be off.
Where are you going?
- To make a phone call.
- I'll go with you.
Oh, a secret...
It's not that.
Where can I find you later?
I'd like to place a call to Wroclaw.
How long will it take?
Couldn't you put it through quicker?
Thank you.
The number is 4471 2.
I'll hold the line.
Can I play too?
Has anyone got a racket?
That's enough! The prize-giving
will commence any minute now.
I knew this would happen!
Listen, if you could check
in the Ossolineum catalogue.
No! Kurek.
"K" for Karol, "U" for Ursula...
Excuse me, but that's not quite
how it was, or quite who.
But full marks for trying.
Why the test?
I told you: out of boredom.
Apart from that,
there's something in you
I'd hate to see wasted.
Aren't you overdoing it?
I don't feel like
talking with you anymore!
But it's so educative, helping you
to word your arguments better,
and polish your ideas.
Whatever you say, but just lay off!
Now you're talking
like a complete idiot.
Do me a favour.
My head really is splitting.
You want to nag me, okay,
but give me a moment of peace.
You've got that already.
You've passed the test.
I know it's discomfortable,
for you're so uptight.
Without a purpose.
I once stopped
at the scene of an accident
only to find a dummy
planted by the police.
Assistant stops at scenes of accidents?
You forget that we're both humanists.
By profession.
Now you're free
to woo your English bird.
You'll get a grant,
a bride in London...
Listen, piss off, will you!
I'm sorry.
You're right.
I went a little too far.
Let's go.
Mr Rector, this is our
grantholder from England.
Miss Mary Livingstone Pawluk.
- It's so nice to be here.
- Are you Polish or English?
I have a British passport,
but my parents live here.
What counts is what you have here.
A bust.
I welcome you all most heartily
on behalf of our colege authorities.
Let me begin by calling on
your camp supervisor,
Assistant Jakub Szelestowski.
Dear friends,
on solemn occasions like these
so many ideas come
tumbling into one's mind,
that one usually prepares notes.
I have none.
But if what I say is jumbled,
it comes from the heart.
Both for us and for you
this meeting is
a stirring experience.
Stirring, because it is a rare event,
for many of us, perhaps the first.
We have forgathered in nature's bosom,
undivided by degree or rank,
but united by love
of knowledge and so of truth.
Have no fear. I will keep it short.
No doubt you are eager
to know who has won.
In a moment you will learn.
But here it is not like an exam.
There are no losers here.
Whether they win a prize or not.
Since all are victors,
victors over themselves,
their subject, matter.
And only that counts.
The joy of winning prizes passes.
The joy of victory over oneself,
inner victory,
is enduring.
I refer, of course,
to the victory of the spirit,
but I hear one of us
struggling with the flesh.
Let us draw a veil over the frailty
of human physiology.
Let us ponder rather
about that inner victory of the spirit.
And now it is time
to ask the Secretary
to announce the verdict,
and Mr Rector to hand the prizes.
By a majority vote
the first award goes to
fourth year student Maria Piechowiak.
Come along, don't bother daddy.
Quiet him down! He's being a nuisance.
And lastly a commendation
to Konrad Raczyk of Torun.
Come forward, please.
Can I ask you something, Mr Rector?
- Do you like Dostoyevsky?
- What?
- You're injured!
- Don't exaggerate.
Mind what you're doing!
Little cupid, are you?
- What?
- Nothing.
You've got too weak a head.
It's good enough for me.
Has something happened?
No.
Did he hurt you?
He didn't hit you?
Heavy words, but lighter still
than the lips which weight them.
So with excess we fill the air,
Hoping in echoes
to find our faces portrayed.
But this world is only our world,
A blizzard of names,
a mist of identities.
I want to see that Raczyk's paper.
And kick him out of the camp.
Arrange it with the students.
Life!
Life... everlasting concern.
Hoping for rightness of roads,
not their names.
Even when full moon
sounds in delusive syllables,
So many images trickle
away like rainwater.
It's stuffy in there,
isn't it? I'd go in, but...
Yes. Excuse me.
Tell me. What's got into Raczyk?
Not here. Let's walk away.
He's got guts.
Guts? It was totally absurd.
Why? Would you have dared?
Maybe not.
But still it was sheer imbecility.
It was not.
Never mind. The point is
the Rector wants him out of here.
I'd like your advice
on how to handle it.
I think that maybe...
We'd best talk to him. Tell him...
To leave.
Or he'll get himself sent down.
- Either way he's got to go.
- We'll all leave.
- Rector's orders.
- Orders?
I wish I could believe
he's innocent! Do you?
We'll think of something.
You're his classmates.
Persuade him to leave.
By the next bus.
Why not hitch-hike?
Or get a lift from the Rector?
If he doesn't leave,
they'll throw him out.
Rector's orders, Master's orders...
Felled tree, forgive me
for the table's four legs...
Great questions,
forgive me for small answers.
Truth, don't watch me too closely.
Solemnity, be magnanimous.
Oh Mystery of Being, bear me
plucking threads from your train.
Judge me not,
Soul, that I have you so rarely.
Forgive me, Everything,
that I cannot be everywhere.
Forgive me, All of You, that I cannot
be everyman and everywoman.
I know, as long as I live,
nothing justifies me.
For I am my own barrier.
Forgive me, Speech,
for borrowing pompous word,
and then try in vain
to make them sound airy.
He's locked himself in
and refuses to talk.
Perhaps you'd go, sir.
I'm sure he'd see you.
All right.
No. Go and soak up some culture.
I'm not here!
Listen to me.
Interesting...
- Too hot?
- Yeah.
Cut it out! It's so old.
In that case, beat it!
Now see here...
Are you deaf? Get lost!
Let go!
- Or else, I'll cut you!
- Try!
Have you gone mad?!
Crazy.
What's he doing here?
You let us invite him, Mr Rector.
All right. But have him out of here.
We're off.
Could you spare me a moment?
Just a second.
It's about that incident.
The kid's unhinged
and had one too many as well.
I ordered to kick him out!
But he's in very bad shape.
Mr Franek!
Sorry for saying it, but he's sick
and he ought to stay till tomorrow.
Call the police and see to everything.
I was hoping you'd give me a lift.
But I won't!
Mr Rector!
Stop bothering me!
Mr Master!
What?
Got kicked in the ass?
I did.
Not the first or the last time.
But you deserved it.
For being saucy.
- And stupid.
- Why?
One, it was ineffectivel.
Two, it was inconsistent.
Three, it was thoughtless.
The Chief's bound to dig it up.
He remembers everything it suits him to.
- And... where was l?
- Four.
Four, it was needless.
I'm sorry.
That twerp deserves to be thrown out.
I think he's got something
wrong with the head.
Defence always offers
psychiatric evaluation.
And you insist on defending him;
it makes you feel good.
You didn't see him.
In fact you wish to give him hiding.
He makes you mad,
and puts you in a bad situation.
But you defend him.
You want to be noble to the end.
What bad situation?
Because he isn't
inconsequential like you.
You want to be brave and cautious,
honest and wise.
But you can't afford
that touch of wildness.
I'm afraid this will
always be the case.
How do you know?
Because you're terrified of the truth.
You can only face half-truths.
You blind yourself
to people's true nature.
I have a rough idea of that and,
you may like it or not,
I've made my choice.
You certainly have.
You're so proud of that call.
There are things in this world
the philosophers never dreamt of.
Especially here on earth.
You want the real story?
That bastard and l
we went to the same university...
Goodbye.
Perhaps we'll meet
in Yugoslavia next year.
Dubrovnik, I hope.
Well, Jakub, all the best.
- Mind those apples.
- They'll be all right.
The fish underneath.
I've a favour to ask. You're staying?
They'll be here soon. Take care of it.
All right. But in return change this.
He's left.
Where was l?
Oh yes, we worked together.
We were on the same year.
Then he started...
he started to cook my goose.
He was good at that. I must admit.
In the end I had to do a deal.
I wrote that thesis for him.
Your friends wouldn't have found much.
I have the original.
I can show it to you. It's not bad.
- Did you have to do it?
- No.
I did it for the sake
of peace and quiet.
- And you've got it?
- Absolutely.
Should anything happen now,
he has to cover me.
I have a hold over him.
Jakub!
You've just made that up?
You wish I had!
Having a boss like that hurts.
Don't worry, I shan't force you
to look at those papers.
- As there aren't any.
- As far as you're concerned.
You're honest and smug.
I wouldn't show you
even if you asked.
One thing still intrigues me.
You said he was good
in cooking people's geese.
And you?
So was l.
But that was long ago.
Before you were born.
How old are you?
Twenty six.
Born in 1 950.
Yes... You were a child then.
All right. So what?
Nothing. It's an old story.
I lost interest.
I'm lazy.
Besides... Excuse me.
Jakub.
The Rector asked to see
to that pup's eviction.
How about you?
As you can see I'm busy.
This cabin?
- Police. Open up!
- Do it yourselves!
- Open up!
- No!
- Got a spare key?
- He's got it.
You'll have to break the window!
- I repeat, open up!
- No!
- Lay off me!
- Easy.
What have I done to you?
Take it easy.
Put some clothes on.
If he behaves, sergeant, let him go.
He's done nothing very terrible.
Of course. Thank you.
Mr Master!
Get up! I've something to show you.
Get Up!
At this hour? Cut it out!
Get up! Be a pal!
You'll see a fantastic scene.
Point that thing away!
All right, but get up. Superior's orders.
Get stuffed!
Hurry, or you'll miss it.
There's a good boy!
Hurry! Get your pants on! Your shoes!
Stop shivering! Come on!
Let him get some murdering.
You hauled me out of bed for this?
- Come on!
- Why?
- You'll see something.
- I'm sleepy.
You'll see a sight!
One of nature's miracles.
Quiet now!
- It's all over.
- So let's get back.
We're too late.
No we're not.
- Look!
- I can't see a thing.
Lay off!
See who it was with?
What do I care?
A litte more respect, my friend.
Fascinating.
Did you see who she was with?
Sorry.
- Give me my shoe!
- Certainly not!
What an interesting
sociological phenomenon!
Trod in a turd?
Shit!
Did you see who it was? Out with it!
Why don't you answer?
Don't take it to heart so much.
Go and wash your little feet.
Who would you expect?
It could be the lifeguard.
By the size of him.
It could even be the Rector.
But that would be corny.
And he's too heavy.
Lovely! Wham-bam!
It turned out to be nobody.
A zero.
Go on, put your shoes on.
And the girl... hot stuff, clean...
He did not sweat either.
He took her like he owned her.
And the laugh's on you.
Tie them properly.
Wait!
Just what's so funny?
The deeper moral in all this.
What would that be?
If you like I'll tell you.
Jakub!
Jakub!
Quit fooling!
Oh God!
Get up! Please! Quit fooling!
Jakub! Oh, Jesus!
What's got into you? Jarek!
Have you gone berserk?!
Jarek, come on!
Are you crazy?!
Come on, cool off!
I'll kill you!
What do you know?
The beast in you came out after all.
If it had,
you'd be dead.
Who knows?
That might have been better for me.
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The key, please.
Could I have the key?
It's the doctor.
Thank you.
- Are you happy?
- I'm on the ground floor.
Well, do you agree?
One at a time!
Get that bike out of here!
You mustn't start it here.
Outside only!
Do you enjoy that
or are you a massochist?
No.
I'm a sadomasochist!
Come out. You'll catch rheumathism.
- It will detort you.
- Not "detort," but "distort,"
or "contort" or...
It's worse than German.
Vormachen, sumachen, ausmachen...
- You've taken comparative grammar?
- No. And I don't mean to.
Of course not.
But there's no ausmachen surely?
There is.
Das macht nicht aus.
Or perhaps, "das macht nichts,"
minus the "aus."
I've been to Germany.
I know, hitch-hiking.
But I'm the assistant.
And I can flunk you.
Not any more.
Now you
have to make the grade with me.
Now the students decide.
If we don't like an assistant, he's out!
Not here, though.
Been in Poland long?
Two months.
It was like that once with us.
Why?
Kitty.
Pardon me.
Why are you apologising?
I've already said good morning.
And I startled them.
No. Only made them redeploy.
Now they'll wait till we're still.
Interested in ornithology?
No. Only in the same subject as you.
But nature forms a kind of whole.
One can learn a lot from observing it.
Especially about ourselves.
Well now, what about that paper?
That's just it.
I don't know.
Nor do l. Are you sure
it missed the deadline?
Yes. It came a day late.
That's enough to disquaify it.
Must one be such a stickler for...
Either there are rules or there aren't.
Anyway.
The decision is up to you.
I shan't interfere.
Mr Magister!
Could you spare us a moment?
- What is it?
- You're the camp secretary?
Yes, but the supervisor
is Docent Szelestowski.
But you're responsibe
for the competition?
Yes.
We consider we've been cheated.
We feel cheated.
Just a second!
What exactly do you mean by cheated?
Docent Makowiecki of Torun isn't here.
But it's you who send the invitations.
We only suggest names.
The rest is up to the Dean's office.
I'll check if the invitations were sent.
If they had been, he'd be here.
I woudn't know. I'm new.
But we do.
- So what do you want?
- A meeting!
Very well.
I'll talk with Docent Szelestowski.
We can meet after breakfast.
Otherwise we strike camp!
Good evening. When did you arrive?
On the last bus.
The poor thing's caught cold.
The Rector's supervising your doctorate?
- I'd like him to.
- Known him long?
I didn't know him at all.
I wanted a research job
after graduating...
...and this may be it.
Has Docent Makowiecki
from Torun been invited?
- I have no idea.
- He was!
The Rector crossed him off.
He's come uninvited?
Worse. He hasn't come at all.
Mr Docent!
I'm sorry to disturb you
but coud you spare me a moment?
What tor?
It's important.
It can wait. I'm asleep.
I had a tiring trip.
Yes, but I've just been talking
with the students.
Why are you so het up?
We'll talk tomorrow.
Our minds will be fresher.
Honestly. Tomorrow.
Good morning.
I wonder what souvoir vivre
says about this.
Gentlemen don't urinate.
- So you have a problem?
- Yes.
I'd like a word in private.
Excuse me.
The staff bathroom is in the Hall.
I've arranged for the key to be with me.
Well, what is it?
I've been talking to the students.
They're a bit unhappy,
there's no one from other centres,
especially Torun.
I checked: the Prorector
sat on the invitations.
But they don't know that.
No. But it's true.
If you like... And they're up in arms?
That's overstating it.
But they do have a point.
Never mind that.
Who are the troublemakers?
You want names?
Of course. And send them to me.
After breaktast.
- I don't get it.
- You'd rather scrub the camp?
You want me to permit anarchy?
No. But I think
it's not fair.
Why be so impersonal?
Who's not fair?
Who? The Chief!
I believe you're right, so call him...
...and ask for an explanation.
Good idea! It hadn't occurred to me.
You'll call him then?
- I will.
- Great. Actually, he's away.
But he'll be here tomorrow.
So you can ask him then.
Meanwhile we'd best face it out.
Pity to let all that work,
all those papers,
all that money, though it matters least,
go to waste.
I agree.
But, as you said,
there are certain principles.
So I did.
Now, what about that late arrival?
If it really is up to me to decide,
I'll admit it.
On your own responsibility?
Of course. Since you've given me
the authority, sir.
Quite.
Except you will then have to
face the consequences.
Just a second.
What's the catch?
Don't ask me.
You ought to have guessed.
Who's his professor?
I don't know and I don't want to!
I mean, if the paper's been accepted,
what's the difference?
It's better to know first.
But that's your problem.
So send them over to me.
But before the session.
So you're sure you'll make them
change their minds?
Of course.
They're no less
conformists than you and l.
I'd rather you spoke for yourself.
It's time you grasped something:
your career is in the hands
of the Rector, or rather Prorector.
- And I thought it was in mine.
- Oh, really?
We'll come back to that later.
Have them come and see me.
And prepare the slide-projectors
and so on...
They like these things
to go with a bang.
We want to talk with you, sir.
- What about?
- It's about the make-up of the jury.
Didn't Kruszewski tell you
we'll talk, but after breakfast,
and with a delegation.
No. All of us together.
Together we can have breakfast.
Everyone sit down
and let no one through!
No one?
You plan to sit here like this?
The steps are cold,
but suit yourselves...
I'll go through the kitchen.
We won't let you.
We'll break up the camp.
- Who will?
- All of us.
You said that.
Grusznic, isn't it? Fourth year?
You want a faculty post.
- That's not fair!
- I wasn't asking you.
I'll tak to you, but after breakfast
and with a delegation.
You, you and you.
And you.
Delegation shoud be elected!
Then elect my nominees.
It will save trouble.
So, as we've agreed,
each speaker will have ten minutes
plus one minute to tie up
any loose ends.
Can we proceed?
The first report will come...
from Maria Piechowiak of our centre.
Her paper is entitled:
"Phrase Syntac in a Graphic Variant."
- Do you need the projector?
- No, thank you.
The object of the study
was to precise and qualify
the concept of the syntactical phrase.
The concept of the phrase once bordered
with that
of directional denominators.
Employing more specifically
the concept of modal autonomy,
I arrived at dual conclusions:
both linked with the observation,
the traditional externals
of a sentence are fused to it,
while use of the concept
of modal autonomy
...differentiates the material
of directional denominators.
I'm curious. How did you get round them?
The usual way. Leaned on who I had to,
Flattered who I had to,
appealed to their sense of
responsibility, and they gave up.
And the Torun business?
I said he hasn't showed up.
So you lied?
Believe it or not, yes.
But imagine life without lies.
For example, you'd keep
beeing told you had pimples.
And I'd be told I had a paunch.
Instead every morning they all twitter:
How you're losing weight, Mr Docent!
Though it's plain I'm putting it on.
But I interrupted you, I think.
No, no.
You seemed to me about to moralize.
No.
You don't propose
to get holier than them?
I must have been wrong.
When's your blue-eyed boy due?
Last.
I can tell you now how the vote will go.
Ayes, none.
You don't know the paper.
No matter.
Jozef will probably sit tight,
Miss Zofia will act dumb,
Miss Magda won't have to;
as you've noticed,
she's not very bright.
Though she has her virtues.
Or had, rather.
And the Rector never forgets.
The students will vote for.
Out of cussedness.
But he real discussion will begin later.
What you're saying,
Mr Docent, is depressing,
since it implies
that the actual work is irrelevant.
No, it's relevant all right,
but in a context.
It's not only what's said that counts,
but who said it and where.
Not bad a girl...
I obtained almost sixty percent
correct answers:
evidence of a distinct link
between the sound of words
and their meaning.
I've also obtained evidence
of the significance
of the sound complex as a whole.
This contradicts the theory
of the phonetic symbolism of phonems.
That would be all.
- I'd just like to present...
- There's no time.
Only a minute!
A small experiment, Professor!
I've written two sets of words here.
Japanese words. Does anyone know it?
No? Excellent!
The first set is "haiai" - "osoi;"
the second "karai" - "amoi."
You have to guess
whether the word "karai"
means "fast" or "slow,"
and the word "osoi" vice-versa.
I'll take a vote.
You opt for the first
or the second answer?
The first!
Who is favour of "haiai" meaning "fast"
and "osoi" slow?
Hands up for the first answer!
Thank you.
Who opts for the second answer?
The first answer is correct.
It collected a majority
and the majority was right.
So my experiments are not ungrounded.
The same can be demonstrated
with signs...
We re very grateful
to Konrad Raczyk from Torun.
Perhaps someone would care to comment.
I don't fee qualified.
Anyway I don't believe
the paper's a competition entry.
It is. That's been discussed.
Yes, the paper's been admitted.
In that case, let me...
In the light of our philosophy,
signs seem to be associated with
concepts as a matter of covention.
The author's argument
is therefore ludiocrous.
Ludicrous.
And derived
from atavistic views alien to us.
Whatever the source of his inspiration,
it must have been very distant.
I wouldn't judge the paper
quite so harshly.
Even if it is wrong,
it is certainly very original.
And clearly a lot of work
has gone into it.
Exactly.
Would anyone else like to comment?
I think we can adjourn for today.
Other points can be cleared up
at the jury meeting.
Will it's deliberations be public?
What do you think?
A bird! Almost alive!
Throw it away! Stop horsing around!
Clear the dishes!
We've no servants here!
- Can't you do it?
- Snotty little sods!
Taught no better by their mums!
You're marvellous,
when you get angry!
As for the pool...
- Do you swim, Mr Assistant?
- No.
But Mr Rector loves to do it.
In that case clean up the pool.
You'll get help.
That brat kept me awake all night.
No one objects to the Assistant's dog,
though it barks.
- Only when ordered.
- That was an order?
- Do we play bridge?
- Of course.
- Count me out.
- It's the proper thing to do.
- I've a headache.
- Suit yourself.
Me? You bet!
Excuse me.
I'd like to try a small experiment.
Does your head still ache?
- A bit.
- A lot?
So so.
Poor head...
- Have you taken a pill?
- Yes, I have.
Does it still ache?
Where is your room?
I know how to, honestly.
Don't believe me?
Lie down. I mean, lie down please.
I'll switch off the light.
It gets in my eyes.
- It gets in my way.
- Want me to take this off?
Yes. Take it off, mister...
Oh, take it off.
It's all so confusing.
Those titles! Mr Assistant,
Mr Master, Mr Supervisor!
In England it's so much simpler.
We all say "you" and there's no probem.
Are "you" comfortable?
This bed's a bit small. But never mind.
Let your mind go blank.
I can't.
I did.
You know, you caught my eye.
And you mine.
Will you be studying in Poland long?
It depends.
I'll walk you back, right?
Is this a students camp
or a nudist beach?!
We ony wanted to wash.
You've seen our bathroom.
It's too small.
We're very sorry, Mr Assistant.
That's no reason to shock the yokels.
Next time you'll be in for it.
But who are we shocking?
All right, get dressed! Run along!
Mr Assistant!
Please stop!
I'm frightened.
It's a creature like any other.
Will we now be choosing a chairman?
Or a chairwoman?
No, not me.
It just chairman suggests a man.
Quite, but who are we
to make the chairman?
Chairman or moderator?
Perhaps you'd agree, Assistant?
Out of the question! I can only advise.
Most of them are my students,
it wouldn't be right.
I suggest that we
dispense with a chairman
and choose a coordinating secretary.
Someone younger.
Mr Jarek! Excellent!
We insist!
Thank you truly for this honour.
Could I have the list and a sheet
of paper to keep the minutes?
If I may, I suggest...
we begin discussing the first prize.
What's going on?
The meeting's almost over
and you're nowhere!
It'll be ready. In a jiffy.
What do you think this is? A beach?
Get to it! Get a hold of those shovels!
Come on! This was to be voluntary.
Get cracking!
I want it filled in 1 5 minutes.
Then give us a hand!
Why are they sweeping it?
And why fill it?
We're leaving tomorrow.
So what? Tomorrow they'll empty it.
Fill and then empty it?
That's ridiculous!
Of course!
Perhaps I could type up
the verdict for you?
That's very kind of you.
Why didn't you say anything?
You know you could have
tipped the scales.
In any case it was expected of you.
So what?
I don't follow you.
You must agree the winning
paper is mediocre.
Yes and no...
Now you're making a fool of me.
I'd like to know
if you seriously believe
justice has been done.
What's justice?
The concept of justice
is rarely found in science.
In the natural sciences
it isn't found at all.
Is this the time to talk about nature?
I wonder why it is you
do-gooders always speak
in such accusing tones.
That leads straight to the lnquisition,
or even the Gestapo.
Must we discuss tones of voice?
And I thought "do-gooders"
or at least the "Gestapo"
would offend you.
Don't you want to be serious with me?
A bit chilly, isn't it?
Looks like rain.
I see.
You must be conscious you'll
have to report to the Rector.
Of course.
It's not so obvious.
He wont be pleased.
I expect so. Too bad.
And you'll tell him
only you voted differently?
Of course.
Quite right.
Sooner or later someone
would tell him anyway.
So you plan to go on pretending
you don't understand?
Understand what?
Must you keep acting
as though you were naive?
Don't you know
what the Chief thinks about Torun?
Yes, of course.
But I can't see how that affects
the quality of that paper.
I don't know about you,
but I think we needn't
always respect his tastes.
Bravo!
And that's the first major issue.
True. Everyone's entitled
to disagree. Up to a point.
It depends on your position.
My margin's a little wider than yours.
So I wouldn't like to be you
when he gets here.
Why?
- Have you signed the contract already?
- Yes, the temporary one.
The yearly one is due in the autumn.
Done your army service?
Yes. A year down the drain.
There you are. They're better off.
The Chief is sure to offer a post
to the prizewinner.
Had it been a man,
he'd wangle him out of the army.
You've ignored the paper itself.
You've achieved a lot as it is.
I acted on my beliefs.
If you like...
I'd say you were fighting for
your so-called justice.
I doubt the paper itself
impressed either of us.
I happen to know a litte Japanese.
Take "yama" for instance.
In Polish it means "a pit,"
in Japanese "a hill."
So it's really a bit of a fiddle-faddle.
But you acted high-mindedly,
if none too wisely.
What about you?
Meaning you acted badly,
but consciously.
Was it out of nonchalance
or from lack of character?
You're pushing your luck.
Perhaps...
Very well. I'll tell you.
I hope you've earned this talk.
I behave as I do
because I find it convenient.
You should now observe
that I'm cynical.
- That's obvious.
- Bravo!
And what's wrong with that?
It depends from whose point of view.
Let's say, mine.
As follows from my previous statement,
I don't care about
my fellow men, right?
- You're losing something.
- In what way? Be more specific.
It seems pointless.
You often talk about it.
This is sheer sophistry.
Now who's avoiding to talk?
But I'll gladly continue this discussion
some other time.
For the moment run along.
And keep a lookout for the Rector.
It's a good policy to be
the first in the welcoming committee.
Stand here! Behave!
- The weather's cleared up.
- Today of all days.
Any glasses here?
Yes, I have some.
I seem to have left my camera inside.
If you come across it, let me know.
Do you live in the village?
- No. Here.
- That's fortunate.
Everyone's saying
you've brought the weather.
How's it been going?
Well enough.
We've just finished the conference.
I was the jury secretary.
And for your information, sir,
I accepted a paper
which perhaps I shouldn't have,
since it came a day late.
I see you've got the pool in commission.
- Yes, we managed to.
- And how?
The students helped.
Splendid. I can take a dip.
Go ahead, sir.
Right. Where was this paper from?
It came from Torun.
I must also advise you, sir,
that I voted for giving it an award;
the others abstained.
Send it over to me.
It may be interesting.
Assistant Ciszewski! Hello there!
I'll send it tomorrow.
As for your English grant,
we'll consider it in October.
I haven't forgotten but keep in touch.
- Now let's have that swim.
- Thank you, it's too cold for me.
As you wish.
Back up! I can't see you.
I want no part of this.
Zip up and relax!
Excuse me a second, sir.
We've found a camera.
I think it's the Assistant's.
Expensive.
Could you return it?
Glady.
- Thanks.
- Forget it.
- Is this yours, sir?
- I've been looking for it.
- Where was it?
- Some students found it.
Where will you develop the film?
At the institute.
They do a good job.
Well?
Over and done with.
He didn't say a thing?
It may suit him.
The guy from Wroclaw heard him.
I mean, both of them
are scheming against Torun.
Maybe.
But why lose sleep over it?
I couldn't care less
what the Chief thinks of Torun.
Wrong!
Soon you'll be fooling yourself
and lying.
And that is dangerous
without sophistry.
Ask any doctor.
Ulcers, heart condition...
Let's get things straight.
I don't need to lie.
I want to devote myself
to the borderlands of linguistics
and information theory,
artificial languages.
Must I also bother
about the Prorector's machinations?
Of course!
Otherwise you'll end up
teaching in school.
Teaching children Polish.
You did Polish?
No, English.
In that case, English. Same thing.
You're no longer too young
to know what's what.
You've simply grown too much
of a phoney to admit it.
Look, sir, my feet are on the ground
and I know the score.
But there are limits.
Why should I worry about things
I'm not responsible for?
You're not reponsible
for famine in lndia.
Or the Chief's foibles.
But in Poland he alone
can give you a chance.
The only thing is to realize
it's not all that simple or honest.
Anyone else?
What? Only me?
- Careful!
- I'll take a chance!
Why isn't it honest?
Because, for a start,
your Prorector is a bastard.
He finished people
in all manner of ways.
He fixed his professorship
and he's still poison.
And you'll become his puppet
for the sake of your artificial
languages and academic career.
That's pure assumption.
Yos. But you don't want to know.
No, I'm merely surprised
by what you're saying.
No one's spoken of him
so badly before.
Not to you, no.
Because you're his man.
What am I supposed to do?
start an official inquiry?
- I didn't appoint him.
- True.
There are others to make sure
the right people are appointed.
And very efficient they are.
But sometimes
they make mistakes.
For example, our Prorector...
...cribbed his doctoral thesis,
but it seems no one knows about it.
- You know that?
- Yes.
And now, so do you.
Anyway, you can check
before signing your contract.
The original is in Wroclaw.
The author's name is Kurek.
He went abroad and stayed there.
The Rector pinched his thesis.
- Without destroying the original?
- Why should he?
Who'd stick his head out?
- What about you?
- Me?
I've already explained my principles.
Yes. but you were kidding.
Essentially, I wasn't.
You sea, I'm a watchful
observer of nature.
As we know, it's governed
by survival of the fittest.
Endure and you win.
Perish and you're proved wrong.
What I'm saying shouldn't, of course,
be understood crudely.
After all...
people do have the gift
of deeper feelings.
Though so do animals.
They often defend their young,
the weak, the small...
Thay can be faithful,
monogamous, altruistic...
But there the analogy ends.
Human groups form value systems,
which only make sense
as long as they enable surival.
They're encoded
in our subconsciousness in childhood
and form what we call conscience.
Fortunately,
we also have self-consciousness
which enables us to modify conscience.
And become independant
of various bans and orders.
To put it simply,
it enables us to survive in this world.
Yes. But conscience can be
a millstone around a neck.
Especially, if formed in other
circumstances, in different times.
I know what I'm saying is unpalatable.
That your old-fashioned conservatism
rebels against it a little.
But I'm only trying to persuade you
to get rid of that millstone.
And once you feel liberated
you can go after whay you want.
It's amazing you have found a vocation
in the pursuit of my happinees.
Forgive me.
It's because I'm bored.
Lunch!
Jakub, how are you?
You've been on holliday. That tan!
Shall we sit down?
- Is there lunch for the driver?
- Of course.
Mr Driver, you can
eat with the students.
We took the driver because we felt
the small Fiat wouldn't do.
What nonsense!
Have you swapped
the big Fiat for a small one?
We sold it because
we're building a house.
Don't be afraid. He won't bite.
I'm not so sure.
No. thank you. I never eat corpses.
Sorry to be so blunt,
but it's not my phrase.
The child's crying.
He'll develop his lungs,
as our grandmothers would say.
Go and see. He isn't my child only.
You could show an interest.
How about a litte disinfectant?
- May l?
- No, thank you.
To give you courage.
Thanks. I don't need it.
Perhaps you'll have some
questions for the Rector?
Perhaps. Who knows?
Bolesaw!
The assistant here has a question.
No. Maybe later.
Ah, later!
Did they get the same lunch as us?
Ask your pet assistant.
He'll tell you.
Now we can play spitball.
We were in Yugoslavia again.
And the weather?
Marvellous.
Like Yugoslavia.
But it was so dull.
No night clubs or anything.
My husband was working all the time.
Still, I got a tan.
You know how it is with congresses.
At best they send us
to the socialist countries.
The West's saved for Warsaw.
It's safer.
They look down
on provincial universities.
Maybe they're right.
Have a drink, Doctor!
With pleasure. How about you?
Why aren't you drinking?
I've a favour to ask of you.
Could you sing something
for the Rector?
But it's been so long since
the times of the dancings...
But I remember them.
Perhaps she's not in the mood?
- What's thet got to do with you?
- I don't fel like singing.
I remember an evening in Jadwisin.
In the fifties, I think.
You sang ravishingly!
Ancient history!
Why not have a go?
But first a drink!
It will be a treat for the Rector.
I beg you!
I suggest My Old Friend.
Ladies and gentleman, time for a song.
The artistic part has begun.
It's a tradition at table in Poland.
Especially as Mme Doctor
has eaten too much rye.
Smart little Jakub dared her to.
We tried the same trick
in class once and it worked.
Well, thank you all very much.
We've still some work to do.
The prize-giving is in an hour.
Just one more second!
I'd like to take a souvenir picture
with the Rector.
Here on the steps.
What did you want to ask?
What, sir, was the subject
of your doctoral thesis?
And our dear waitress!
Now, a big smile, please!
You to, Mr Assistant.
I see no reason not to.
Come and your give me a hand!
Look, you hold the cat.
I've made this collar with a bell.
So when he's stalking
a birdie or a mousie...
they'll hear and run away.
- Won't he mind?
- I don't know,
but he's got to wear it.
It's how it's done.
What are you doing?
I'm a bit busy.
With what?
Various things...
What's wrong?
Why are you so sad?
You can tell me.
No, it's no use and anyway...
Perhaps I can help you?
No.
How do you know?
Because it's complicated.
What's so complicated?
Ever since that man turned up,
you're so different.
And why is everybody so edgy?
And dejected? Why?
If there are problems, out with them.
Why can't they be discussed?
That's not the point. I'm simply...
I don't know how to explain.
I think you wouldn't understand!
Why not?
Because I'm not complicated?
You all love to be so complex.
And I'm simple so I won't
understand. Maybe it's better?
I must be off.
Where are you going?
- To make a phone call.
- I'll go with you.
Oh, a secret...
It's not that.
Where can I find you later?
I'd like to place a call to Wroclaw.
How long will it take?
Couldn't you put it through quicker?
Thank you.
The number is 4471 2.
I'll hold the line.
Can I play too?
Has anyone got a racket?
That's enough! The prize-giving
will commence any minute now.
I knew this would happen!
Listen, if you could check
in the Ossolineum catalogue.
No! Kurek.
"K" for Karol, "U" for Ursula...
Excuse me, but that's not quite
how it was, or quite who.
But full marks for trying.
Why the test?
I told you: out of boredom.
Apart from that,
there's something in you
I'd hate to see wasted.
Aren't you overdoing it?
I don't feel like
talking with you anymore!
But it's so educative, helping you
to word your arguments better,
and polish your ideas.
Whatever you say, but just lay off!
Now you're talking
like a complete idiot.
Do me a favour.
My head really is splitting.
You want to nag me, okay,
but give me a moment of peace.
You've got that already.
You've passed the test.
I know it's discomfortable,
for you're so uptight.
Without a purpose.
I once stopped
at the scene of an accident
only to find a dummy
planted by the police.
Assistant stops at scenes of accidents?
You forget that we're both humanists.
By profession.
Now you're free
to woo your English bird.
You'll get a grant,
a bride in London...
Listen, piss off, will you!
I'm sorry.
You're right.
I went a little too far.
Let's go.
Mr Rector, this is our
grantholder from England.
Miss Mary Livingstone Pawluk.
- It's so nice to be here.
- Are you Polish or English?
I have a British passport,
but my parents live here.
What counts is what you have here.
A bust.
I welcome you all most heartily
on behalf of our colege authorities.
Let me begin by calling on
your camp supervisor,
Assistant Jakub Szelestowski.
Dear friends,
on solemn occasions like these
so many ideas come
tumbling into one's mind,
that one usually prepares notes.
I have none.
But if what I say is jumbled,
it comes from the heart.
Both for us and for you
this meeting is
a stirring experience.
Stirring, because it is a rare event,
for many of us, perhaps the first.
We have forgathered in nature's bosom,
undivided by degree or rank,
but united by love
of knowledge and so of truth.
Have no fear. I will keep it short.
No doubt you are eager
to know who has won.
In a moment you will learn.
But here it is not like an exam.
There are no losers here.
Whether they win a prize or not.
Since all are victors,
victors over themselves,
their subject, matter.
And only that counts.
The joy of winning prizes passes.
The joy of victory over oneself,
inner victory,
is enduring.
I refer, of course,
to the victory of the spirit,
but I hear one of us
struggling with the flesh.
Let us draw a veil over the frailty
of human physiology.
Let us ponder rather
about that inner victory of the spirit.
And now it is time
to ask the Secretary
to announce the verdict,
and Mr Rector to hand the prizes.
By a majority vote
the first award goes to
fourth year student Maria Piechowiak.
Come along, don't bother daddy.
Quiet him down! He's being a nuisance.
And lastly a commendation
to Konrad Raczyk of Torun.
Come forward, please.
Can I ask you something, Mr Rector?
- Do you like Dostoyevsky?
- What?
- You're injured!
- Don't exaggerate.
Mind what you're doing!
Little cupid, are you?
- What?
- Nothing.
You've got too weak a head.
It's good enough for me.
Has something happened?
No.
Did he hurt you?
He didn't hit you?
Heavy words, but lighter still
than the lips which weight them.
So with excess we fill the air,
Hoping in echoes
to find our faces portrayed.
But this world is only our world,
A blizzard of names,
a mist of identities.
I want to see that Raczyk's paper.
And kick him out of the camp.
Arrange it with the students.
Life!
Life... everlasting concern.
Hoping for rightness of roads,
not their names.
Even when full moon
sounds in delusive syllables,
So many images trickle
away like rainwater.
It's stuffy in there,
isn't it? I'd go in, but...
Yes. Excuse me.
Tell me. What's got into Raczyk?
Not here. Let's walk away.
He's got guts.
Guts? It was totally absurd.
Why? Would you have dared?
Maybe not.
But still it was sheer imbecility.
It was not.
Never mind. The point is
the Rector wants him out of here.
I'd like your advice
on how to handle it.
I think that maybe...
We'd best talk to him. Tell him...
To leave.
Or he'll get himself sent down.
- Either way he's got to go.
- We'll all leave.
- Rector's orders.
- Orders?
I wish I could believe
he's innocent! Do you?
We'll think of something.
You're his classmates.
Persuade him to leave.
By the next bus.
Why not hitch-hike?
Or get a lift from the Rector?
If he doesn't leave,
they'll throw him out.
Rector's orders, Master's orders...
Felled tree, forgive me
for the table's four legs...
Great questions,
forgive me for small answers.
Truth, don't watch me too closely.
Solemnity, be magnanimous.
Oh Mystery of Being, bear me
plucking threads from your train.
Judge me not,
Soul, that I have you so rarely.
Forgive me, Everything,
that I cannot be everywhere.
Forgive me, All of You, that I cannot
be everyman and everywoman.
I know, as long as I live,
nothing justifies me.
For I am my own barrier.
Forgive me, Speech,
for borrowing pompous word,
and then try in vain
to make them sound airy.
He's locked himself in
and refuses to talk.
Perhaps you'd go, sir.
I'm sure he'd see you.
All right.
No. Go and soak up some culture.
I'm not here!
Listen to me.
Interesting...
- Too hot?
- Yeah.
Cut it out! It's so old.
In that case, beat it!
Now see here...
Are you deaf? Get lost!
Let go!
- Or else, I'll cut you!
- Try!
Have you gone mad?!
Crazy.
What's he doing here?
You let us invite him, Mr Rector.
All right. But have him out of here.
We're off.
Could you spare me a moment?
Just a second.
It's about that incident.
The kid's unhinged
and had one too many as well.
I ordered to kick him out!
But he's in very bad shape.
Mr Franek!
Sorry for saying it, but he's sick
and he ought to stay till tomorrow.
Call the police and see to everything.
I was hoping you'd give me a lift.
But I won't!
Mr Rector!
Stop bothering me!
Mr Master!
What?
Got kicked in the ass?
I did.
Not the first or the last time.
But you deserved it.
For being saucy.
- And stupid.
- Why?
One, it was ineffectivel.
Two, it was inconsistent.
Three, it was thoughtless.
The Chief's bound to dig it up.
He remembers everything it suits him to.
- And... where was l?
- Four.
Four, it was needless.
I'm sorry.
That twerp deserves to be thrown out.
I think he's got something
wrong with the head.
Defence always offers
psychiatric evaluation.
And you insist on defending him;
it makes you feel good.
You didn't see him.
In fact you wish to give him hiding.
He makes you mad,
and puts you in a bad situation.
But you defend him.
You want to be noble to the end.
What bad situation?
Because he isn't
inconsequential like you.
You want to be brave and cautious,
honest and wise.
But you can't afford
that touch of wildness.
I'm afraid this will
always be the case.
How do you know?
Because you're terrified of the truth.
You can only face half-truths.
You blind yourself
to people's true nature.
I have a rough idea of that and,
you may like it or not,
I've made my choice.
You certainly have.
You're so proud of that call.
There are things in this world
the philosophers never dreamt of.
Especially here on earth.
You want the real story?
That bastard and l
we went to the same university...
Goodbye.
Perhaps we'll meet
in Yugoslavia next year.
Dubrovnik, I hope.
Well, Jakub, all the best.
- Mind those apples.
- They'll be all right.
The fish underneath.
I've a favour to ask. You're staying?
They'll be here soon. Take care of it.
All right. But in return change this.
He's left.
Where was l?
Oh yes, we worked together.
We were on the same year.
Then he started...
he started to cook my goose.
He was good at that. I must admit.
In the end I had to do a deal.
I wrote that thesis for him.
Your friends wouldn't have found much.
I have the original.
I can show it to you. It's not bad.
- Did you have to do it?
- No.
I did it for the sake
of peace and quiet.
- And you've got it?
- Absolutely.
Should anything happen now,
he has to cover me.
I have a hold over him.
Jakub!
You've just made that up?
You wish I had!
Having a boss like that hurts.
Don't worry, I shan't force you
to look at those papers.
- As there aren't any.
- As far as you're concerned.
You're honest and smug.
I wouldn't show you
even if you asked.
One thing still intrigues me.
You said he was good
in cooking people's geese.
And you?
So was l.
But that was long ago.
Before you were born.
How old are you?
Twenty six.
Born in 1 950.
Yes... You were a child then.
All right. So what?
Nothing. It's an old story.
I lost interest.
I'm lazy.
Besides... Excuse me.
Jakub.
The Rector asked to see
to that pup's eviction.
How about you?
As you can see I'm busy.
This cabin?
- Police. Open up!
- Do it yourselves!
- Open up!
- No!
- Got a spare key?
- He's got it.
You'll have to break the window!
- I repeat, open up!
- No!
- Lay off me!
- Easy.
What have I done to you?
Take it easy.
Put some clothes on.
If he behaves, sergeant, let him go.
He's done nothing very terrible.
Of course. Thank you.
Mr Master!
Get up! I've something to show you.
Get Up!
At this hour? Cut it out!
Get up! Be a pal!
You'll see a fantastic scene.
Point that thing away!
All right, but get up. Superior's orders.
Get stuffed!
Hurry, or you'll miss it.
There's a good boy!
Hurry! Get your pants on! Your shoes!
Stop shivering! Come on!
Let him get some murdering.
You hauled me out of bed for this?
- Come on!
- Why?
- You'll see something.
- I'm sleepy.
You'll see a sight!
One of nature's miracles.
Quiet now!
- It's all over.
- So let's get back.
We're too late.
No we're not.
- Look!
- I can't see a thing.
Lay off!
See who it was with?
What do I care?
A litte more respect, my friend.
Fascinating.
Did you see who she was with?
Sorry.
- Give me my shoe!
- Certainly not!
What an interesting
sociological phenomenon!
Trod in a turd?
Shit!
Did you see who it was? Out with it!
Why don't you answer?
Don't take it to heart so much.
Go and wash your little feet.
Who would you expect?
It could be the lifeguard.
By the size of him.
It could even be the Rector.
But that would be corny.
And he's too heavy.
Lovely! Wham-bam!
It turned out to be nobody.
A zero.
Go on, put your shoes on.
And the girl... hot stuff, clean...
He did not sweat either.
He took her like he owned her.
And the laugh's on you.
Tie them properly.
Wait!
Just what's so funny?
The deeper moral in all this.
What would that be?
If you like I'll tell you.
Jakub!
Jakub!
Quit fooling!
Oh God!
Get up! Please! Quit fooling!
Jakub! Oh, Jesus!
What's got into you? Jarek!
Have you gone berserk?!
Jarek, come on!
Are you crazy?!
Come on, cool off!
I'll kill you!
What do you know?
The beast in you came out after all.
If it had,
you'd be dead.
Who knows?
That might have been better for me.