Despite being told to fuck off in the last scene, Tomek is back at the telescope that night. Except this time, Magda is anticipating it. She looks out her window, trying to spot her watcher. She picks up her red phone and holds up the receiver. Tomek calls her.

He is again hesitant to speak, so Magda says she will count to three. Tomek reluctantly says hello. Magda asks if he is still watching. Tomek says yes. Magda then tells him to enjoy the show. She moves her bed so it is viewable in the window, then pulls back the sheets. Then she goes to answer the door and Art Guy is back. She helps him take off some clothes (remember, this was on Polish TV) and she coaxes him onto the bed, turning the light back after he turns it off.

After a little grappling, Magda gestures to Art Guy to look at the window. He reacts angrily to whatever he told her, puts on some clothes and his jacket and storms off. He dashes out into the courtyard and when he gets in front of Tomek’s building, he starts calling out for him to come down, calling him a coward.

I give Tomek credit for going down to meet him, because the end result is obvious — he gets punched in the left eye and is told to not do it again. But the very next morning, Tomek is back out making milk deliveries and drops off Magda’s milk bottle. She comes to the door and tells him that no one is there, he is welcome to come in.

She knocked him to the ground (and again spilled the milk) when she opened the door. She bends down and looks at his eye, saying “not bad.” She jokes, you can’t fight can you? This embarrasses Tomek, who walks down the hallway towards a red window.

Magda goes to him. She asks him why he spies on her, he answers that he loves her. She asks him what he wants, he says “I don’t know.” She asks if he wants to kiss her, he says no. She asks if he wants to make love, he says no. So she asks again, what would you like to do. He says nothing and starts to walk away.

But then he turns back toward her and asks if he can take her out for ice cream.

I have a sentimental attachment to ice cream. I often associate it with the way my grandfather who sneak ice cream for me in late afternoons during visits, raising the ire of my grandmother who was a school lunchlady and identified most with cooking meals for people. I empathize now with my grandmother, but obviously sided with my grandfather at the time, and while I generally do not have a sweet tooth, it’s always been hard for me to resist some ice cream when I can.

The next scene is probably the most joyous in The Dekalog. Tomek, having received a positive response, running his milk wagon in circles, triumphantly celebrating and nearly running into The Watcher with the wagon.