Pornografia Page #3

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- Why so nervous.- then?

- Because I like it.

I can't do without it.

Take a sip; come on.

Smell the flowers...

See how beautiful it is?

The man on high

is watching over us.

The kids are playing...

... and were playing with them.

Remember?

What's up?

- The cork's inside.

- I'll pull it out.

- I'll get another one.

- I'll do it...

Leave it!

See what you've done?

Karol!

Why are you shouting

at the woman?

Don't be scared. It's dead.

Want it?

Why worry?

We have enough to eat.

- What're you doing?

- Shining my shoes.

Yeah?... Here!

I'll shine them for you.

I'll drive the horses. Dad. OK?

Witulin's not far; dear.

- Barely 5 km.

- Please; Mom...

All right; but with an adult.

- Mr. Witold?

- Excellent choice.

Witold's a born teamster.

Karol! You'll come

with us in a taxi!

- You like Karol?

- Of course...

- He's a childhood friend.

- I know.

But do you fancy him?

- Me?

- Yes.

- I like him very much.

- Is that all?

He's a beautiful boy

and in love with you.

Not with me or any other girl.

He just wants to get laid.

He's just a kid!

Gee up!

All right. I'll tell you.

I'm no shrinking violet.

I laid a Home Army man

who stayed with us one night.

Do your parents know?

They caught us red-handed.

But they didn't catch on.

- Why not Karol?

- Because.

But you won't tell Vaclav.- right?

He believes

in your spiritual communion...

He's a true Catholic.

Do you think

I have no morality?

I'm Catholic too!

You believe in God?

Would I confess or take

Communion if I didn't?

My future man's principles

suit me to a T.

His mother is almost mine.

I'm honoured to join

a family like his.

Ah.- here they are!

No more flings

once I marry him.

Dear Mrs. Amelia.

This is Mr. Frederick. mother.

And Mr. Witold. his friend...

... a man of letters.

With her arrival. a new aura

filled Hippolit's house...

... superior; absolute;

dispelling any doubts.

Frederick cast away his

two live toys; Henia and Karol.

Engrossed in talk with Amelia;

he was dead to the world.

They flew over our heads

of ordinary humans...

... mostly about God

and the beauty of the world.

Just look how beautiful

it is here.

Absolutely... beautiful.

But take a really good look

and admit if it's not.

Really very beautiful indeed.

Just magnificent!

- You're an atheist. right?

- Right.

- Say it. please.

- I am...

I'm an atheist.

- I knew it.

- Bravo.

I'm bored without you.-

bored to madness...

Along with my dog

and my squirrel...

I write. read. and smoke

- I

and my eyes are still blue.

But all this is just

the force of habit...

The dawn is still grey

and the dusk gold-blue...

Day crosses to one.

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