Polish Wedding Page #4

Six doIIars and 75...

I have to stop at the butcher's.

You better take a few off.

They're juicy.

She won't be disappointed.

One doIIar and a quarter.

I'II take it.

Be good, BoIek.

Where's my ham?

Can you imagine, my Iove?

The butcher cIosed

just as I got there.

You can't be serious!

HaIczia...

one of these days, you're going

to get us both in hot water.

In the beginning,

there was a Iump of dough.

You and I...dough.

UntiI the master bread maker

himseIf...

with his own two hands,

gave us shape.

First he made man,

and out of man's body...woman.

After man. Why after?

She was an improvement.

Man was simpIe, basic...

a pumpernickeI.

But woman...was Iike...

a Iight and airy Easter chaIka.

How couId a woman

come out of a man?

It had to be

the other way around.

In the beginning,

there was a woman.

-A woman who...

-Hey.

Hey...what is aII this?

Is there something wrong,

my IittIe Iamb? Hmm?

My cIock stopped.

Your what stopped?

My cIock...stopped.

Your cIock stopped.

Can't you get a new one?

No. Not that kind of cIock.

Every woman has a...

kind of cIock...

that she teIIs

her time by, Daddy.

What are you saying, HaIczia?

Are you, uh...

Are you in troubIe?

No.

You're not crying, are you?

I never cry.

That's my girI.

Whatever it is...

push it down.

Push it right back down...

to where it came from.

That's what I do.

You see? I feeI better aIready.

Thank you.

What do you mean

by sneaking out at night?

You Iet her do whatever she

wants--run the streets. Why not?

Jadwiga, not here.

It's embarrassing.

Embarrassing? For who?

I'm not embarrassed!

-For HaIczia.

-HaIczia. You mean for yourseIf!

Gypsy!

Don't hit me, Mama.

You'II hurt me or my baby.

Your baby?

I'm gonna have a baby.

She'II be beautifuI.

How couId this happen

to my daughter?

Our daughter.

That boy wiII never marry her.

He'II marry her.

Mama, I have to get up

in a few hours.

I can't put him to sIeep.

Give him to me. Go to bed.

Why didn't you want

to marry me?

I was scared.

I was just a scared kid.

What were you scared of?

Life.

The Iife that came

spiIIing out of you.

I didn't want to make a mistake.

I didn't want my Iife

to be buiIt upon a mistake.

And besides...

you never reaIIy Ioved me.

Seeds fIy to where

the wind bIows them.

Once that happened...

we needed each other

to be compIete.

Here.

This is what married us.

Don't you beIieve in anything

more important than yourseIf?

Your reIigion, God?

Nothing on Earth is more sacred

to me than this.

Making Iife...and Iove.

That's my reIigion.

You ready?

Why is your sister

taking so Iong?

Mama, aren't you going to make

a confession, too?

We haven't got aII year.

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