Karol Karol: [to the man who wanted help committing suicide] That was a blank. The next one's real. Are you sure?
Mikolaj: What counts on bridge is memory. [sighing] Mikolaj: And mine is excellent.
[Expecting to find valuables, the luggage thieves open the suitcase containing Karol] First Thief: Fuck! It's alive! Second Thief: What the fuck? Third Thief: Pull him out!
