Autokar (2025) Movie Script
1
The sandwiches with tomatoes
from the garden are in your backpack.
Everything's packed in here:
gherkins, strawberry and raspberry jam.
Be careful, they're fragile.
The sheets your mum asked for
and a little something for her,
from your father, if she wants.
If she doesn't want it,
it can be for you.
And this is for Grazyna,
because she found her a job.
Be careful during the breaks.
You're so tiny,
you risk being devoured by wolves.
Oh, you!
Don't listen to him!
If you have the slightest problem,
go and see the driver.
And look after your backpack,
your passport is in there.
I almost forgot!
I have a pencil for you, from your dad.
Give your mum a big hug from us.
Say hello
to those Belgian savages for us!
One, two, one, two.
Welcome aboard the bus to Brussels.
Bon voyage!
91, 92...
93, 94...
You know what, Dad?
There are already 102 trees between us,
and I've only just left.
I took the blueberries
that we picked in the forest.
I wonder if Brussels has a forest too.
I got the pencil, it's a nice one.
I'm going to do
a drawing of birds for you.
It's a shame that you have to work
and couldn't come.
What a beautiful drawing...
Such a lovely colour!
Are you travelling alone?
It's the colour of the pencil.
Look, the eraser moves its eyes.
Can you write?
Maybe I should
write to my son.
I went home
and he didn't recognise me.
Why don't you stay with him?
Sweetie, he's better off
with his granny in the country.
I send him toys and money.
He has everything he needs.
One day, I'll go back.
For fuck's sake! Move it!
Oh, my God!
What's going to happen to me?
Stop it, you'll be fine.
I'll show you where the mops are.
You'll hardly ever have to talk.
"Bonjour, madame. Merci, madame."
And what else?
What did you think?
That you'd have to do poetry readings?
Oh, isn't she cute!
I prefer doughnuts with rum.
I usually add about two tablespoons.
What's up, kiddo?
Do you need to go to the toilet?
Cat got your tongue?
No, I've lost my blue pencil.
Can you ask over the microphone
if anyone has seen it?
Oh shit!
Move it!
Listen, go to your seat,
we'll look for it later.
What's going on?
There's nothing down there!
No, it's just that...
I've lost my pencil.
Is it OK if I look under your seat?
No, all my stuff is under there,
neatly stored.
But...
- Listen to me.
We all lose something someday.
It's part of life.
I lost my wife.
What is there left for me now?
I'm going to Belgium
to work hard on building sites.
Without even knowing
if I'll get a pay cheque.
And you're worried about a pencil!
Why don't you just sit and admire
our beautiful Poland?
In Poland, we know how to make bread,
real bread, not like theirs.
Their bread,
it's like foam, like plastic.
Agata!
Agata!
Come and see this.
Look at this monster.
Have you seen
the pike I caught?
Dad, can we keep
this monster in our bathtub?
Everything should be fine.
People often do this.
You go straight on,
then, like I told you.
Others have done it before you,
don't worry.
Good luck.
What are you doing?
We're stopping for a break!
I'm running to the toilet.
There aren't any at the border.
Mrs She-wolf!
The she-wolf...
She's the one who has my pencil!
She's gone into the forest,
I saw her!
Which she-wolf?
We'll find your pencil later, OK?
Go back to your seat.
You going to move, kiddo?
We're close to the border.
Get your passports ready.
Yes, yes...
Uh, that's for me...
And...
I have to...
I'm going to help my cousin
build his house.
The cigarettes are for me.
It's true!
I'm helping him to build his house.
There's a lot to do.
I'm just helping out.
It's not paid work.
That's my cousin...
It's a present
for one of my mum's friends, she...
She found her a job.
Are you not sleeping, sunshine?
No, someone took my pencil.
When I was a little girl
and we couldn't sleep,
we'd gather round the old stove.
And by the burning fire,
Grandma would tell us the old stories.
We'd drink raspberry tea
and then, we'd fall asleep.
I always believed that,
once I became a grandmother,
I'd do the same thing.
But my children left
with my grandchildren.
So, I'm going to stay with them
for a while, to tell them the stories.
And maybe they'll tell me
about their new life.
Oh, this is our home!
What's it doing here?
What do you think?
It's following me.
Can I take it?
Won't it be a nuisance for my family?
It's your house too.
Its stories are your stories.
You should do with them what you want.
No problems, right?
Madam!
Come back!
Mum!
Dear Dad...
I feel like between us
there are at least
300 billion million trees.
I haven't counted,
it's just what I imagine.
And that's a lot.
I've started at two schools.
During the week, in French,
on Wednesdays, in Polish.
There are loads of Polish children here.
With my friend Michael,
we draw birds and fish together.
And he understands
what I'm trying to say.
Mum says I can go
to Poland during the holidays.
I'm looking forward to going
to the river and into the forest,
with you
and Grandma and Grandpa.
Kisses to you all,
Agata.
The sandwiches with tomatoes
from the garden are in your backpack.
Everything's packed in here:
gherkins, strawberry and raspberry jam.
Be careful, they're fragile.
The sheets your mum asked for
and a little something for her,
from your father, if she wants.
If she doesn't want it,
it can be for you.
And this is for Grazyna,
because she found her a job.
Be careful during the breaks.
You're so tiny,
you risk being devoured by wolves.
Oh, you!
Don't listen to him!
If you have the slightest problem,
go and see the driver.
And look after your backpack,
your passport is in there.
I almost forgot!
I have a pencil for you, from your dad.
Give your mum a big hug from us.
Say hello
to those Belgian savages for us!
One, two, one, two.
Welcome aboard the bus to Brussels.
Bon voyage!
91, 92...
93, 94...
You know what, Dad?
There are already 102 trees between us,
and I've only just left.
I took the blueberries
that we picked in the forest.
I wonder if Brussels has a forest too.
I got the pencil, it's a nice one.
I'm going to do
a drawing of birds for you.
It's a shame that you have to work
and couldn't come.
What a beautiful drawing...
Such a lovely colour!
Are you travelling alone?
It's the colour of the pencil.
Look, the eraser moves its eyes.
Can you write?
Maybe I should
write to my son.
I went home
and he didn't recognise me.
Why don't you stay with him?
Sweetie, he's better off
with his granny in the country.
I send him toys and money.
He has everything he needs.
One day, I'll go back.
For fuck's sake! Move it!
Oh, my God!
What's going to happen to me?
Stop it, you'll be fine.
I'll show you where the mops are.
You'll hardly ever have to talk.
"Bonjour, madame. Merci, madame."
And what else?
What did you think?
That you'd have to do poetry readings?
Oh, isn't she cute!
I prefer doughnuts with rum.
I usually add about two tablespoons.
What's up, kiddo?
Do you need to go to the toilet?
Cat got your tongue?
No, I've lost my blue pencil.
Can you ask over the microphone
if anyone has seen it?
Oh shit!
Move it!
Listen, go to your seat,
we'll look for it later.
What's going on?
There's nothing down there!
No, it's just that...
I've lost my pencil.
Is it OK if I look under your seat?
No, all my stuff is under there,
neatly stored.
But...
- Listen to me.
We all lose something someday.
It's part of life.
I lost my wife.
What is there left for me now?
I'm going to Belgium
to work hard on building sites.
Without even knowing
if I'll get a pay cheque.
And you're worried about a pencil!
Why don't you just sit and admire
our beautiful Poland?
In Poland, we know how to make bread,
real bread, not like theirs.
Their bread,
it's like foam, like plastic.
Agata!
Agata!
Come and see this.
Look at this monster.
Have you seen
the pike I caught?
Dad, can we keep
this monster in our bathtub?
Everything should be fine.
People often do this.
You go straight on,
then, like I told you.
Others have done it before you,
don't worry.
Good luck.
What are you doing?
We're stopping for a break!
I'm running to the toilet.
There aren't any at the border.
Mrs She-wolf!
The she-wolf...
She's the one who has my pencil!
She's gone into the forest,
I saw her!
Which she-wolf?
We'll find your pencil later, OK?
Go back to your seat.
You going to move, kiddo?
We're close to the border.
Get your passports ready.
Yes, yes...
Uh, that's for me...
And...
I have to...
I'm going to help my cousin
build his house.
The cigarettes are for me.
It's true!
I'm helping him to build his house.
There's a lot to do.
I'm just helping out.
It's not paid work.
That's my cousin...
It's a present
for one of my mum's friends, she...
She found her a job.
Are you not sleeping, sunshine?
No, someone took my pencil.
When I was a little girl
and we couldn't sleep,
we'd gather round the old stove.
And by the burning fire,
Grandma would tell us the old stories.
We'd drink raspberry tea
and then, we'd fall asleep.
I always believed that,
once I became a grandmother,
I'd do the same thing.
But my children left
with my grandchildren.
So, I'm going to stay with them
for a while, to tell them the stories.
And maybe they'll tell me
about their new life.
Oh, this is our home!
What's it doing here?
What do you think?
It's following me.
Can I take it?
Won't it be a nuisance for my family?
It's your house too.
Its stories are your stories.
You should do with them what you want.
No problems, right?
Madam!
Come back!
Mum!
Dear Dad...
I feel like between us
there are at least
300 billion million trees.
I haven't counted,
it's just what I imagine.
And that's a lot.
I've started at two schools.
During the week, in French,
on Wednesdays, in Polish.
There are loads of Polish children here.
With my friend Michael,
we draw birds and fish together.
And he understands
what I'm trying to say.
Mum says I can go
to Poland during the holidays.
I'm looking forward to going
to the river and into the forest,
with you
and Grandma and Grandpa.
Kisses to you all,
Agata.