Poklosie Page #3

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but it has to be done,

so they don't bother you too much.

How come they don't want it?

Americans? Well, the Yids have

the construction business cornered,

and they think it's beneath them,

so they let others do the dirty work.

Besides, it's dangerous, and they

don't want their people getting sick.

And demolition work?

They say asbestos gives

you cancer, you know.

Lung cancer.

And what about demolition work?

That's another story.

Well? Aren't you going to tell me?

We have to catch the 2 o'clock bus

otherwise we won't get a ride back.

Have it your way. I came

here to help, you know.

Shouldn't have left

if you wanted to help.

What, you think our

parents died because of me?

They were old. Everybody's time

comes sooner or later, Jzek.

Do the rest yourself since

you're so helpful.

Scram...

I'm very sorry Mister Kalina,

but we can't grant you that loan.

You can't? You don't want to,

that's what.

We'd really like to, but we have

a problem with your creditworthiness.

Look, Manager, there's nothing

wrong with the application.

I want to borrow 50 thousand against

a farm worth 650, what's the problem?

You see, it's not that simple.

To put up the farm as collateral,

you need to have

clear title to the property,

and unfortunately you don't.

So that's it... Well, my brother,

the co-owner of the farm,

is here from America.

He can sign all the papers you need.

Franio, show the manager your passport.

Pleased to meet you,

but this isn't about you,

but about your late father's

title to the property.

You see, he had no right

to transfer it to you

because he obtained it without all

the paperwork, to put it very mildly.

But our father took out

loans in your bank before.

Times have changed, Mr. Kalina.

What do you mean our father's

title to the property isn't clear?!

- He got the land in the agrarian reform.

- Exactly.

I'd suggest you clear

it up at the municipal office.

Won't be open until Monday morning.

Whatcha gonna do?

We have to wait till Monday.

I'm going to the store.

Where you gonna be?

At the bar. I feel like a beer.

Who you root for, hick?

Start or Wisla?

You got a problem?

My problem is I want to

know who you root for.

I always rooted for Lech.

Lech? Lech Poznan?

Nah, Lech Walesa.

Hello. Anybody there?

- I'll scream!

- Jzek... What happened?

I'm fine. Just a bloody nose.

I'll get over it. Got a tissue?

These things never happen here.

I don't know what got into them.

- You know who did it?

- Sure I do.

They work down at the sawmill.

But they never cause trouble.

Your buddy must have said something.

My buddy never says anything.

You want to know?

- We'll come out in mother's field...

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