"The Polish Bride" "[ weather forecast ]" "Shoo!" "Henk Woldring speaking..." "I'd like to talk to Mr. Lamberts." "He knows what it's about." "Tomorrow... oh, alright." "Hello..." "Henk Woldring speaking." "Yes..." "I'll hold on." "Yes, hello." "Eh... 26,000." "Next week." "Shall have to do that." "Right." "This was in your coat." "I worky here." "Cleenlady, is that OK?" "Is it OK?" "Is it OK?" "[ weather report ]" "Why?" "Tomorrow." "Did you see a, eh... young little lady?" "She is Polish." "Doesn't speak Dutch." "Anna is her name, she's not completely, eh..." "Argument with her husband... gone!" "I'm going to town." "This is for you." "Kood afternoon, sir." "Xow are you?" "Would yuu like tea?" "Xow much sugar?" "Kood afternoon, sir." "Good afternoon." "Xow are you?" "How are you?" "Would you like tea?" "Tea, yes." "Tea..." "How much sugar?" "How much sugar, two lumps." "Two lumps?" "How are you?" "Fine, and you?" "Great." "Good bye." "Sleep well." "May I help yoo?" "2 hands." "Call them." "No, chick, chick, chick!" "Chicken." "Hi." "A registered letter." "[ Income tax letter ]" "Henk Woldring speaking." "I'd like to talk to Mr. Lamberts." "He knows what it's about." "I want to know about my bridge loan." "Then can I speak to Mr. Lamberts?" "No, the bank ain't Santa Claus." "I know that, damn it!" "Did you hear me apply for candies?" "No, my father was never never late, but I am." "Do you thinks that's for fun?" "No, neither do I." "When will Mr. Lamberts be in?" "Ok, I'll pass by." "Here you are, sir." "Watch out, it's sharp." "It's a plow." "A three furrow reversible plow." "Is polish food." "Is good." "Yep..." "Enjoy your meal." "Is it OK?" "Yes, it's nice." "It's nice." "How cozy it is here." "Is that right?" "Yes, very well." "Jesus, it's so difficult." "Thank you very much for your presence." "I'm going to the bank." "I'm not complaining about my fate," "I'm meek like a lamb" "I only hope, only hope..." "For you." "My dear Kristina," "How is the nicest little girl in Kattowitz town?" "I'm working on a farm now and my boss' name is Hank." "He is big man, who has blond hair and moves like a bear." "His eyes are blue, his cheeks red, unfortunately he has no mustache." "Nevertheless he is a farmer." "It's beautiful here and very calm, but I miss you." "Lost of hugs and kisses" " Your Mum." "Is nice gora." "Is nice mountain." "No, that's not a mountain." "No, is mountain." "There are no mountains in Groningen." "Is mountain." "First you go shoower." "I want to wash clothes." "Underpants." "Thank you." "First you pray." "Ourlordthatareinheavenyournamebepraised thykingdomcome yourwillbedoneinheaven forgiveusoursinsanddon'tleadusinto temptation, Amen!" "Stupid cow, you are." "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Oh, so it's OK." "I have to go to town." "I have my period." "Buy tampons." "Come on, let's go." "Looking good?" "It's torn." "It's not torn." "Look, it's not torn." "It's torn." "Is coffee ready?" "Was here." "No, was here." "No, was here." "Was here." "In the winter it was full of snow here." "From horizon to horizon... snow." "Snow everywhere, for three weeks." "A warm white gown for the winter wheat." "A bridal gown for the high land." "No Mr. Lambert, I'm not selling." "It was the land of my father, my grandfather, my great..." "So I'll be the last one, I don't give a damn!" "You heard me right, I won't leave until I die." "Legs first." "So when will you answer?" "Next week?" "Fine." "It is the sky behind Uithuizen" "It is the small tower of Spijk" "It is the road from Lains to Klooster and through Westpolder along the dike." "It are the mills, and the lakes" "It are the churches and the farmsteads" "It is the land where I as child didn't know yet of pain or sorrow" "That is my land, my high land" "It is a pigeon house, a main street" "It is an old bakery" "It are the huge farmsteads of Warffum, Uskwerd, and to Mij" "It is the buckwheat and the oats" "It is the cole-seed flowering" "It is the horizon near Roanum just after a thunderstorm" "That is my land, my high land." "It's a pretty evening in May a cow lays low in the meadow" "I'm having my first love affair and feel the sparkles of her hand" "Those wild plans I was making not even half realized until the night of the high land spreads its dark rug behind us" "That is my land, my high land." "Is nice." "Very nice." "I Johan Cruyff" "Bye Anna." "Bye Mr. farmer." "Why don't you just say Henk?" "Just Henk?" "Bye, Just Henk." "Go, sit." "Hold tight." "Leg... that one too." "Push!" "What's the matter?" "Nothing." "Then it's OK." "You look like a Byzantine princess." "Anna?" "Is something wrong?" "Letter from Kristina." "Here... for you." "Second hand." "From the market." "Polish." "It's my mother." "She died 20 years ago." "'Here lie granddad and grandmother, father and mother." "And there... my name will be there." "Here used to be a bakery, butcher, grocery." "All gone." "No more shops left." "Up there used to be the primary school of master Hildebrandt." "Also long time gone." "Look." "My father with the new tractor." "Granddad." "That's me." "Little Henk." "Grandma, what a sweet lady she was!" "Mother, father, on their wedding day." "Anna," "we are going to town." "Wait a minute." "You wait here?" "Good afternoon." "What do you want?" "I am the employer of a certain Anna Krzyzanowska." "These are the official documents, work permit, labour contract." "So what?" "By law she is bound by the contract, no matter her neglect up till now." "What do you want?" "It's easy." "You pay me reasonable damages... and I tear up the contract." "And if I don't pay?" "See you!" "Until tomorrow." "Is pretty." "Very pretty." "Oh... no..." "So you don't grant it." "It is as it is." "Nothing can be done." "You Johan Cruyff." "Good morning." "You got the money?" "No." "Perhaps, I go to the police?" "translation: flipflink"