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Hi, sweetie.

Do you know that face?

That's you!

You lookjust like your daddy,

don't you?

I don't know.

Maybe not.

Let's see...

Or maybe you look like someone here?

Everyone's asleep.

Maybe you look like him?

Just had a beer...

Quite the sight.

Hello? Hi, honey.

See the fancy crowd daddy travels with?

I'm not drinking!

Morale's kind of low

after traveling for twenty hours.

I'll stop pushing my luck.

I'll film some more later,

so you can see what it was like...

before you were born.

Kisses.

Wait a second, I wanna talk to...

I'm on the bus so I can't...

I wanna talk to your p*ssy.

Your p*ssy, for f***'s sake!

Whatever. We'll talk all night

when I get home. Later.

- Hey, buddy.

- What?

You want your ass beat?

Do you want your ass beat?

What's this?

A camera.

You like filming?

I'll film the sh*t out of you.

- I was checking the battery.

- Better check your pecker.

Give me that!

- Keep it down!

- F*** off!

- Give it to me!

- F*** off!

Want to get home for Christmas?

It's a gift for my daughter.

Piss break!

There's a toilet fee, so...

For your daughter?

You're lucky I gotta take a leak.

- Wake up!

- Jesus...

- Any luggage?

- Just my backpack.

- Merry Christmas.

- You too.

- Hi.

- Hello.

- Do you have a reservation?

- No.

I want that one.

- For how long?

- One day.

- A compact for a week costs the same.

- I want that one.

Credit card?

Why?

- I need a 2,000 zloty deposit.

- I have cash.

- In case of damages.

- There won't be any.

Then you'll get the deposit back.

Why don't we do this...

Here's the deposit and the rental fee.

What's this?

I don't have a card.

I can't accept this.

How about now?

It's Christmas.

We have to help each other out.

Driver's license?

What's this?

Premium cars get chains.

In case it snows.

F***ing hell.

We'll edit that out.

Sorry, Asia. I fell asleep.

I'll get there when I get there.

This weather is not my fault.

I'll come straight to you.

Hello? Are you there?

What's the problem?

Guess I'll just have to

buy you something nice.

All right.

What? All right, I'm coming!

The bus is leaving. I have to go.

I know, but I have a surprise for you.

All right. Bye!

F***ing hell!

A welcome committee.

What? You don't recognize me?

Adam?

Hi, grandpa!

- Praise be. Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas!

- You're not coming in?

- The dog won't let me.

Come here.

- Grandpa, stop!

- He kills my doves.

Grandpa, Stop!

- Santa Clause is here!

- Hello.

- Merry Christmas!

- It's Adam!

Oh my God!

I'm going blind in my old age.

What happened?

Nothing. Can't I just come home

without a reason?

- Did they fire you?

- No, mom. It's Christmas.

Look at our grandson's fancy car.

Where's Asia?

- Just like Jurek's.

- The other one!

He can drive us to midnight mass.

I won't make it that long.

You got more hair.

- Your hair is longer.

- Stop it!

Aunt Basia can trim your sides.

No, he looks good!

- My hands are dirty.

- He's so tall!

He's not! Teresa's really small!

- Where's dad?

- In the garage with Jurek.

With "holy water".

Adam!

No "holy water" this Christmas.

Hello, Kitty!

- No one calls me that anymore.

- Really?

But you can.

I want to show you something.

You have a mustache!

Didn't Asia tell you to shave it off?

She likes it.

- I got this for my birthday.

- Wow.

Right...

- Do you like it?

- Sure!

What do you do with it?

Throw a Christmas dinner for my dolls.

- The real one's not enough?

- Mine will be nicer.

I'm sure it will.

Am I invited?

Promise not to ruin the fun?

I'll try.

You're supposed to knock.

- Did you talk to Pawe?

- No.

- Not yet. Where is he?

- In the garage.

Did he say anything?

- About what?

- Why he came back.

He's not cut out for that kind of work.

Did I do something?

Was I too hard on him?

No.

I just tried to help him.

I know.

It's not your fault.

I slept four hours a day

the last two months, because he bailed.

- I don't know.

- I do!

He hung out for two months and split.

Talk to him.

- He's not the same since his return.

- Have you ever worried about me?

- Merry Christmas.

- The prodigal son returns!

- Hi, uncle.

- Hello, young buck.

Where did you learn to speak like that?

What's wrong?

- It won't start.

- Maybe that's a feature.

- Looking at it won't help.

- Step back. I got people for this.

How is it looking, son?

I checked the spark plug

and the fuel injection.

I dunno...

- Perfect timing!

- It's taking a holiday vacation.

You'll laugh when you drive

the ten of us to midnight mass.

- Fuel injection's fine?

- Yeah.

And the fuses?

Help yourself.

Can you hand me a fuse?

We'll find out what's wrong.

Did you save up anything?

A little. Look.

Start thinking about the family.

About the future.

- I am.

- And?

- That's why I wanted to talk.

- We are.

I wanted to talk alone.

Talk alone? For what?

Come on.

You're inheriting grandpa's house?

That sh*t hole?

You know Zielina?

He's selling his property

at half price, right now.

Spent his life working in Germany,

and now his old lady ran away.

Every hen house needs a strong cock.

I'll help fix it up.

You'll be close.

You'll pay it off in ten years.

Told you it was the fuses!

That's how you do it, Zbyszek.

Fuses always fail in the winter.

Pawe worked on it the whole day.

Maybe he had bad helpers.

Well, then...

- Merry Christmas.

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