Blinded by the Lights (2018) s01e03 Episode Script

1
He's going to go fucking Rambo on us.
When he makes his move,
it's going to be Saigon all over again.
But, bro, he's old school.
Does he even get these times?
Everything is legit in five minutes.
Laundered, clean.
Restaurants, funds, realty and shit.
And he stashed it in the woods.
We said: We'll launder it,
do whatever you like.
- And he was all fuckin' '91.
- He's not a fool.
There's Euros, bucks in the bag.
It'll be worth twice as much
then when we buried it.
It was in Anin, but where exactly?
Polna Street? Szkolna?
- You don't remember?
- You don't fucking either!
Fuck.
He's been inside for eight years.
Excuse me. Anything else?
Keep listening
to your hillbilly disco, shithead.
Vodka and something to push it.
- Coke?
- Give it.
I know. It was by this weird tree.
I remember it, like, visually.
I think it was Polna.
- I'll answer it.
- You didn't lock it?
Breakfast.
- Who is this?
- Babe, let us talk.
What the fuck were you thinking?
That I'd forget?
Sikor, I'm legit now, give me time.
Back then
You owe me ten grand,
for over six months.
And I don't see you paying it back.
How much would it be with interest?
Can you count?
Sikor, you know how it is.
I'd make it on the street in no time,
but I can't, I promised Wiolka.
I'll have a kid, I want to raise him!
- Fuck your kid.
- Hubert, I don't like this.
Bored? You can strip
and watch your clothes.
Leave my woman alone.
Wiolka, go to the bedroom.
You'll rip that cash
from under your fingernails, bitch!
'Cause its mine and I need it.
Get it?
Hold it! I've heard guys talking
about buried money.
What?
They said it was a lot,
for some mobster's out day.
- Where?
- In Anin.
- Where?
- Polna or Szkolna St.
By some weird tree!
Fuck me
I'll park by Polna. There's this grove.
I checked it on Google.
-I'll bury you if we don't find shit,
-We fucking will!
I feel this energy in my gut.
Fuck, Pajda, energy? In your gut?
POLNA STREE
Check it out.
Fucking true.
- Grab the shovel.
- Wait.
- What?
- Better wait till it gets dark.
It's got to be here!
They said it was by a weird tree!
This one's like fucking
horror-weird.
I feel this energy in my gut.
Fuck, you owe me!
Dig!
Fuck it, I'll wait in the ride.
Call me if you hit something!
I found it, but I don't give a fuck!
Here! I don't want it.
Jesus
Fuck! Yes! Poland!
Red and white!
Poland, red and white!
We're good,
you don't owe me anything.
Know my kind heart,
here's the finder's fee.
I know you've never seen this before,
but it's cash, you buy stuff with it.
I don't want it!
Not even for your kid? Fuck
Keep your trap shut.
We're starting a new life, Pajda.
A new life. Let's go.
Don't smoke in here.
- Put it out!
- Sorry.
Darn it!
"Sorry." Come on
- Fuck!
- Jesus
- Where's the cash?
- I hid it like you told me.
Go to the bedroom.
Go.
Close the door, turn off the light.
Do as I tell you.
Hey there, Pajda.
Hubert Jesus!
BLINDED BY LIGHTS Episode 3
How're things with Adam? OK?
I like him, he likes me. It's OK.
Everyone likes everyone.
So what's your problem?
My problem is I don't like myself.
But not in a fucked up,
exalted, narcissistic sense, like:
"God, the world's so terrible,
I hate myself.
I'm going to play Joy Division
and slash myself." Get it?
Continue.
It's just that
if I met a chick like me
who would look just like me
and would do what I do,
then I'd totally not like her.
I'd think: "Fuck, what an idiot."
- Do you like yourself?
- I like who I am.
Listen to this,
you might learn something.
Hello, good evening, I need a lot!
I've got nil.
Nil, for me? Hello, my friend?
- Define "a lot".
- Say 30. OK, make it 50.
I just like it when possibilities
are unlimited,
making everybody happy.
- Your happiness is vital to me.
- When'll you be here and why so late?
- Well?
- In an hour.
Too long! But still good.
I'm waiting, bye.
I know him. I know who it was.
He's your client?
And you don't brag about it?
I couldn't turn him down.
You understand.
Fucker.
Seriously, thanks. I feel much better.
I owe you one.
Fuck, not bad.
I'll take a tour.
Oh, man! Fuck!
Who brings this in?
- Who lets it into the country?
- No smoking.
Fucking purist.
I forgot yesterday,
the mailman left these for you.
He said they didn't fit in the box.
I heard him ringing,
so I took them, like you asked.
There you go.
Thank you. Has anyone asked
for me since yesterday?
No. But if someone had, I'd have
given them the number you've left me.
- I remember.
- Thanks again.
- You promised! Good evening, miss.
- Good evening.
Come over for tea.
Come on, no discussion.
Sure, we'll be right there.
May you stay together
in harmony, good health
in peace.
- May all your dreams come true.
- All the best.
Stay healthy and positive.
Thank you. Positivity is important.
- Bless you.
- Thank you. Thank you very much.
All the best, Kuba.
Sit down, my dears.
Alas, I only have this slack-baked cake,
but the tea is very good.
From Mr. Kuba.
- Delicious.
- Is it?
I think you're lying a bit, honey.
I like it, really.
OK then, let's pretend together
that you're telling the truth.
Oh, I've also got pierogi.
I'd love to give you some.
Kuba, how about it?
- No?
- No, thank you.
Too bad.
How long have you been a couple?
- Two years.
- Two years! Already?
But I see you're not married.
No rings.
It's not like I'm some prude.
Nothing like it.
I'm just recalling
how it was in my time.
- Easy, Mrs. Maria. All in due time.
- Sure.
But you're going on vacation.
Mr. Kuba tells me.
Yes. I didn't want to jinx it,
but we're flying to Buenos Aires.
For three weeks.
To Buenos Aires?
Oh, you, young ones
You're just fantastic.
It was my husband's dream
to go to Buenos Aires.
For the football championship
in Argentina in '78
- Sorry.
- God, how he
- Santa, where are you?
- I said I'll be there soon, relax.
- They don't spare you at work nowadays.
- Nope.
I'll be right back.
Excuse me for a moment.
Duty calls, what can you do?
Bye, love.
You help old ladies with groceries?
Fuck Unbelievable.
- Will you wait here?
- Sure, but what for?
Keep your eyes open.
- Eyes open for what? Those bimbos?
- Just keep them open, OK?
If someone's looking at the car,
at the plates.
Thanks. An awesome night.
Posing for your fiancée, holding
your coat or waiting in your car.
- Fucking great, ace! Almost a date!
- Eyes open.
You look like a wuss in those glasses!
Excuse me, but you need
to get the fuck out.
Mariusz, my apologies, sorry.
We're going back
to the living room, chill.
No, you don't understand.
Or maybe I didn't make it clear.
Get the fuck out of my place!
Only I fuck in that bathroom!
And I'll tell you why:
It's my bathroom, in my bedroom.
We got caught in the moment.
You know, physiology.
She wanted it. Tell him.
Do you imagine I feel like
stepping into something
that squirted out of your body
onto my floor?
Kuba, so sorry for this.
Man, don't be like that.
We'll come up with something.
I'll call you after the weekend.
The lessons in people's audacity.
What was their parents'
idea of quality time?
Smuggling carpets from Bulgaria?
I don't drink.
- I don't get it.
- I'm driving.
Now I get it. I'm driving too.
People crazy.
15 and a triple 0.
Christmas special offer.
Kuba special offers insult me.
The Semitic attitude to money
is the least decent of all.
Capital doesn't grow in a stocking.
People have been led to believe that.
I know you agree with me.
Because you know what money is about.
Not many do.
20 grand then.
I don't argue with clients.
This look seems to be telling me
I should slow down. Interesting.
My coke dealer
is telling me to slow down.
You said that.
You see, sometimes things go wrong.
You know the feeling.
- Things you didn't plan on.
- Whatever it is, I'm sorry.
How come it's so pink?
Try it. If you won't like it,
I'll take it back.
Relax. You've got my undying trust.
- I need to go.
- Wait!
You've cashed in 20 thousand,
can you spare a moment?
Tell me, what did you think
when you walked in here?
That it's a Saturday night,
so you're partying.
Do you think I want
all those people at my place?
So why are they here?
Is it a bad time?
- What's going on?
- Why did they leave?
I don't know,
I'm sitting here with my friend,
talking important business.
My friend works at the competition.
He's my, one could say
secret informer.
What's the English word for it? Marta,
you know all those beautiful words.
- Whistleblower.
- Whistleblower.
Lovely, how you pronounce it.
- I thought he was a dealer.
- You must've confused me with someone.
- Why was she crying on the way out?
- What? I don't know why.
You expect me to know
why women are crying?
I told you so many times:
Careful where you stick it in.
You're vulgar. Go, tell my guests
I'll be coming soon.
I learned from you,
you coked-up pig.
I love you.
You should appear on my show!
Seriously, that would be something!
We'd just have to re-invent you.
I'd introduce you as a
celebrities' lawyer.
I think your guests
are waiting for you.
They won't die.
HOW MUCH LONGER?
Silent night
Holy night
All is calm, all is
Have you got someone?
Have you got a woman?
I'm asking, because, you know
some people need that.
For keeps.
- Mariusz, I have to go.
- No, wait. We're buddies!
- We can talk about it.
- I don't need to talk about it.
Usually I instantly know whom
I'm dealing with,
but with you I've got a problem.
There's something I don't get.
Fuck!
Fuck You've got even more
of my trust than before.
Where were we?
Are you a faggot?
- You shouldn't call me a faggot.
- Right, I forgot.
It's the greatest insult for you guys.
You chop fingers off for that?
Drive people out to the woods?
Sacha and Wanka invite you
to their trunk. The shovel's free!
And the last call to the fiancée!
"Honey, I can't talk now,
I've got a gun at my head!
Oh, I said 'faggot' to this guy
It just slipped.
No
Yes, the one you met at the party.
He was a dealer after all,
not a whistleblower."
See?
Just kidding.
I know a girl who's slept with you.
Why are you talking to people
about me?
That's my job, talking to people
about people.
I told you not to do that.
- Forgive me. Just
- Just don't do it again.
Go back to your guests.
I like you. You're an interesting guy.
Thanks for waiting.
- And for the thing with the neighbor.
- You're welcome.
It was nice.
And, at the same time, sad.
- Go with me.
- What?
To Argentina. Go there with me.
Come on
Picture it: Sunset on the beach,
me and you on deckchairs,
colorful drinks.
As sad and pissed as here.
You always take you with you.
Besides, there's no Argentina.
Someone just made it up.
You can make your mind up
in the last minute.
Wait you're serious about this?
No, I'm not like that.
I don't go on vacation with buddies.
I'm in a relationship.
But you should go. Go, Kuba.
Unwind. You've never done that.
I got you a gift.
- I hope you can use it.
- Should I open it now?
No. Open it,
when you'll be really tired.
I promise. Gracias.
- Todo saldra bien.
- Yeah, right.
Me gusta tua langusta.
Tequila boosta.
No, seriously.
Later.
Thanks for the lovely evening.
Don't laugh, I've fucking lost weight.
My wife says I look meager now.
- There you are.
- Hon, I said, no dressing.
I can't have no sauce.
Doctor's orders.
- I'm sorry.
- Have you eaten?
You ought to, I'll get you something.
Honey!
- I'm not hungry.
- Hon, get Kuba all the delish.
- Anything specific, boss?
- A bit of everything, I don't know
Some hummus, some curry maybe?
Something spicy?
That shrimp soup, you know
And that wait
the grilled cheese with that,
you know, the peanut sauce.
It's the best thing.
- A bit of everything, hon, OK?
- Right.
You need to eat, you're scrawny.
- Any good news for me?
- He signed.
- Atta boy!
- Theoretically starting New Year,
- but practically it's ours already.
- Kuba
Fucking awesome job!
We'll milk that cash-cow.
When it'll be legally ours,
it'll be fucking Zurich.
We'll have a six fucking Michelin
stars restaurant there.
And a hotel on top.
We'll drink to it at my girl's wedding.
Be there.
And for now?
Should I place someone there?
Yeah, do that.
Let it roll as it is for some time.
- I've got this kid.
- Check him out.
This hummus is a dream. Try it.
But Sikor, fuck
What happened there?
- He must've irked someone.
- Could've been half of the city.
He was a spectacular twat.
Though he was promising, like you.
- Where are you from, boy?
- Mazury.
Mazury? Fucking awesome
places you got there.
I like to sail around a lake sometimes.
- And you?
- I don't know how.
From Mazury, but he doesn't sail.
Some dude, huh?
I almost drowned as a kid.
The kid's got nice connections.
- Connections?
- Arty types, students.
Hipsters, fashion fuck-ups.
Different sort call him than me.
I've got no access to such vibes.
Nice connections.
Tell me
You've got a bat and a ball.
Together they cost 1.10 zloty.
The ball's cheaper by 1 zloty.
How much's the ball?
Shut up if you know.
Five.
Five groszs.
He's good.
He knows how to count.
Excuse me, gents,
but I gotta take a dump. Sorry.
- Repulsed?
- It's an intimate object.
Think how much you want a week.
Tell me when I get back from the john.
Bro, five groszs? It's ten.
- What's with my stuff?
- No good news there.
Half of the transport got intercepted.
- Intercepted, how?
- Watch your tone.
They stopped one banana truck
and let one through,
but it has to wait.
- When will it get here?
- No idea. Maybe tomorrow.
Jacek he's here again.
Have him join me.
- What if it's yesterday all over again?
- I wasn't here yesterday.
- Are you sure?
- Everything is under control.
Fuck
- Who is that?
- I know him from way back.
He got out and is looking
for fuck knows what.
Easy, it's all in the family.
Fuck, my man Darek!
Long time no see!
Come here. Come here!
I see you've lost your tank!
- But you're eating well.
- Be my guest.
Darek. Kuba, my good friend.
Join us, Darek!
We're having a small conversation
about money, but we're all family.
- We're all constantly talking money.
- Nothing confidential.
- Hello.
- What'll you have to drink?
A bottle of vodka, hon.
A big, full Zoladkowa is a must.
Right, except I'm not drinking,
I have to watch my sugar.
I fuck your sugar.
Anything else?
What else can I do to you?
Bunny
Darek, let the lady be.
Cool it.
It's good to see you. Great.
But it can't happen again.
It was very uncivilized, you know that.
What the fuck are you talking about?
I come to say hello,
I show up after eight years
Calling after 30, that's uncivilized.
Pour a round, kid.
Fuck.
I've seen you somewhere.
You're beautiful, you know?
Beautiful.
I've seen you.
- You're drinking, too.
- I'm driving.
I'm living. The fuck do I care? Drink.
Kuba, have a drink.
- Jacek, it can't happen again.
- What?
30 schmucks kick me out of here?
It's unacceptable.
- You know who I am.
- But Darek
- They can't do fuck.
- I know who you are!
- Pour a round, kid.
- I'll do it.
Round two, Kuba. To keep you fit.
There
To freedom.
Long live freedom.
Freedom and liberty.
That's right.
Darek, let me put it this way.
This is an elegant place,
and you were yelling at the ladies,
running around with your dick out,
pants down?
Waving your gun,
jumping on tables, on people?
I understand,
you were partying, celebrating,
but you should've called me,
we'd have organized
And that camel fucker manager,
what's his name?
- I saw him on my way in.
- Come on.
Jacek
Darek, listen, bro
He's Abdul's son. A good kid.
We've got this business
with Abdul together
- I fuck that dirty shepherd
- He's a good kid, I'm telling you!
Darek, come on.
I fuck him.
Jacek, I fuck him.
Darek, please,
this is really uncalled for.
Let's have a drink.
- Jacek, you know I love you.
- Let's have a drink.
30 fucking
You know how many
my guys can show up here?
- 130!
- Darek!
- 130 in a fucking moment!
- Darek, please.
We're partying, it's nice
Darek. We're talking,
why spoil it? Please.
That sand nigger manager is gone.
He's dead.
- OK
- I fuck that shepherd.
Chill. I'll take you to a disco,
you'll vent, OK?
Speaking of How's that disco
of yours in the center?
I was meaning to ask you,
my dear, dear friend.
I hear you're opening a hotel,
an expensive restaurant?
I tried that in the '90s.
A very unrewarding job.
If you have to handle it on your own.
Remember how I bitched about it?
Kuba is my best guy.
He's going on vacation now.
- State funded?
- No, ordinary.
I also used to go with Jacek.
Where to, pretty boy?
- Where are you going, kid?
- I have to go.
We'll go with you.
You haven't eaten anything.
It's nice, right?
- We'll go where you're going.
- I'm going to work.
All right. Come here.
Pack it up for him.
Kuba is working in retail.
Work, my ass. At night?
You're going to your ho.
Take us with you, I'll show you
how to fuck a piece of ass in the ass.
I think you've said it all.
- You don't speak like that to me. No.
- Or to me.
- OK
- I don't like you.
Go. Call me, we'll get it all set
before you leave. Go.
- I don't like you.
- Fucking leave him alone!
He's my guy, get it?
Leave him alone!
He's a fucking good guy.
A cool guy, mine.
- Sure he's cool
- Leave him alone!
But I don't like him. He can go.
He'll be in trouble soon.
He already is.
Go, pretty boy.
"This little piggy went to market"
Jacek, bring me that sand nigger,
the manager,
I want to fuck him good
for what he did to me
Hubert
How are you feeling?
- Where is the money?
- I hid it, like you told me.
- You'll take it to your mother's
- Don't talk.
- and you'll stay there.
- Hush.
- Don't come here.
- But Hubert
No fucking buts.
Go to bed.
I've been thinking
that maybe we could spend Christmas
together, go somewhere
You're killing me in this state.
I'm in great shape.
As if I was straight
out of a sanatorium.
There are more important things
at this hour than an ex.
Oh, nice
A beautiful sentence.
- Good night.
- I'll make T-shirts with it.
What the fuck are you waiting for?
Get going.
I'll be fine.
Take a cab!
MARIUSZ CALLING
He's mad at me.
Because I called him a faggot.
We're all faggots.
Faggotry ennobles.
Or fucking something like that.
I love you.
It's just my sense of humor.