( Scene : A dark interrogation room with a metal table and chair. Zhukov sits in the chair, hands cuffed behind it, and two Polish militia officers in camoflauge fatigues wearing red berets are pacing around the room. )

Officer #1 : Gdzie są narkotyki? ( Where are the drugs? )

Zhukov : I don't understand what you're saying. Speak English!

Officer #2 : ( to Officer #1 ) On nie zamierza ustąpić, i wiesz, że. Nadszedł czas, aby wezwaćprzełożonego.  ( He's not going to budge and you know it. It's time to call in a superior. )

Officer #1 : ( to Officer #2, angrily ) Nie! I nie zawiedzie z innym więźniem. Oni mają swój tyłek z powrotem na służbie ruchu. ( No! I will not fail with another prisoner. They'll have my ass back on traffic duty! ) … ( to Zhukov ) Tak, nie chcą rozmawiać ...  ( So, you aren't willing to talk ) … ( paces once to the left from the center position of the table, then reverses to return to the position ) … Papierosa?

Zhukov : ( confused ) What?

Officer #1 : ( pulling a cigarette out of his pocket ) Papierosa? … ( Zhukov nods ) … ( Officer #1 puts the cigarette in Zhukov's mouth, and then pulls out a lighter, and lights it. ) … Teraz, powiedz mi, gdzie są narkotyki? ( Now, tell me...where are the drugs? ) … ( Zhukov gives him a blank face ) … ( Officer #1 rips the cigarette out of his mouth, and holds it next to Zhukov's cheek ) … ( angrily ) Ostatnia szansa! ( Last chance! ) … ( the door flies open, and Sergeant Nowak enters )

Sergeant Nowak : ( yelling ) Stań się! ( Stand down! ) … ( Moves forward and then points outside, motioning both officers to leave. ) … ( Walks around for a short period of time ) … I apologize for the behavior of my officers. Now, Zhukov, we both know that you know where the drugs are … so just tell me, where are the drugs? … ( Zhukov ignores him ) … ( Slams hands down on table ) … Tell me where they are! … ( unsnaps his holster, and pulls out a pistol ) … ( Zhukov fidgets with the handcuffs discreetly ) … This is your last chance! Your life means nothing to me, I will NOT hesitate to kill you! Where are the god damn drugs!? … ( Zhukov sits with a blank expression on his face. ) … ( Nowak raises the gun ) … ( The handcuffs drop, and Zhukov raises his hands and strikes Nowak's ears with both his hands ) … ( Nowak falls, dropping the pistol ) … ( Zhukov picks up the pistol, and opens the door. He then drags Nowak across the hall and into the oppositve room. )