Dead End (2022) s01e03 Episode Script

1
A NETFLIX SERIES
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Where's my half a mil?
I'll give it back!
Yeah? When?
Soon.
I swear, I will
I will make it back.
I believe you.
Do you know why?
No!
Unlock that black locking thingy.
The thingy!
That's it.
I missed this so much.
This and a good lay.
Are you nuts, Dusty? It's strong stuff.
Fuck.
The clink is fucking awesome,
let me fucking tell you.
I got so many fucking contacts
that nobody can fuck with me now.
Come on, chill out.
You don't fucking believe me? Huh?
You don't fucking believe me?
Calm down.
My guy, you fucking awesome man!
I kept my fucking guard up, right?
And didn't let anyone get to me.
I made friends with the right people.
-You made friends?
-Oh yeah!
And I hooked up
with the hottest chick in Buszkówek.
-What?
-Aneta.
Check her out.
Fucking hot bitch. Nice.
Not fucking "bitch." Aneta!
Gorgeous tits. Fucking awesome ass.
She'll marry me if I buy her
a place in Warsaw and a dog.
A small white one, you know.
Fucking hell, man.
I'm not giving you any more
or you'll go completely nuts.
Money doesn't grow on trees.
It doesn't appear out of nowhere
or miraculously multiply.
If you're drowning in debt,
your bank will help hold you up.
Hold up?
Your bank!
I'm robbing a bank on Tuesday.
A bank?
-That's what I'm fucking saying.
-Lay off the drugs.
Well, listen up, loser.
My cellmate's wife got a tip-off
that on Tuesday at 10:30 a.m.
a convoy full of money
will drive to the bank in Zgierz.
A shit ton of money.
Then, why doesn't he rob it himself?
'Cause he's in fucking jail, isn't he?
Jail!
I know about it 'cause he likes me,
and he told me in secret.
-I could use that kind of money now.
-Yeah! I know!
How about it, man?
Are you in this with me? Huh? Are you in?
I'm in.
What the fuck is this?
He lives here. He's my cousin, Emil.
You look like shit.
I don't know, Telly.
It's nice of your cousin, but I'm not sure
if we can take him on a job like that.
Because?
Because you're a wimp.
Have you fucking been inside?
I'm really in
-Hold this.
-Fuck no.
No, no fucking way. Sorry, but no.
Hey! Calm down!
-Hold me, or I'll kill him!
-Calm down!
Do some squats!
Go! Do some squats.
Go, do it!
-Fine. Fuck.
-Do some squats.
And you hold this!
I'm doing it!
NAILS
What the fuck is that?
Your grandpa's gun? From World War II?
Yeah, so what? It looks okay.
Okay, and does it even work?
Fuck no, and it doesn't have to.
You got fuel?
We can do it.
We can do it.
When will that convoy be here?
You junkie, have you gone nuts?
-When will that convoy be here?
-Shut your trap.
Okay, let's go through it.
It's supposed to come
at exactly 9:30 a.m., yes?
That's what I fucking said. Didn't I?
-Okay.
-Nine-thirty, Monday.
All right.
What do you mean, Monday?
Fuck, it's Tuesday.
Tuesday, then.
What the fuck you making a fuss for?
So is it Monday or Tuesday?
Tuesday?
-You really screwed the pooch, Dusty.
-Are you sure?
Okay, fuck. I got high,
and it was your stuff.
-So it's not coming?
-I don't know, maybe it is.
-Fucking hell!
-If you didn't piss me off
I don't know, Monday or Tuesday.
Should I have called the prison to ask?
"When's that convoy coming
'cause I want to rob it?"
Fuck, let's not sit here
like spare pricks at a wedding.
-What? Got a problem?
-I'm done.
Wait. There might still be
some money there.
No, no fucking way.
I'm not doing a job for
Hey, Telly. How much could be there?
A fucking zillion gazillion and change.
How the fuck should I know, you fag?
-Hey, but we can't back out now.
-What did you call me?
What did you call me?
What the fuck did you call me?
-Hey, stop! Stop!
-Fuck off!
I said that we can't back out now.
Sign here.
Yes?
This is a robbery.
I don't understand.
You'll have to speak up, dear.
This is a robbery!
Quickly!
One, two, move it!
On the ground, now!
I can't lie down.
I just had surgery.
I feel something here.
Something's wrong.
All right, um against the wall! Now!
Against the wall! Go there!
Turn back and count to one thousand.
Now, quickly. With me, come on! One!
-Two.
-Two.
Three.
-Do we get the fuck out of here?
-Yeah!
Drive!
Drive!
Fuck! Drive!
How much is there?
How much is fucking there?
Twenty kilos.
You did it, man, you did it!
Didn't I tell you there'd be a fuck ton
of fat stacks?
Hello!
Hey! Hello!
Emil!
Boy got a little stressed.
You left me.
With that money, your Aneta will be
polishing your knob all day long.
You left me, you goddamn fuck!
Motherfucker!
Calm down! Fuck!
I fucking killed a man.
It's not your fault.
You couldn't have known
that shit would fire.
Fucking whatever!
How do you even know you killed him?
-Huh?
-That's right.
Where did you shoot him?
In the back, I think. He had, like
a biker jacket.
Dude, aren't they Jackets like that
are basically bulletproof.
Yeah!
And when you shoot someone
in the back or in the gut,
there's not much chance
of offing the guy, right?
-Yeah.
-Unlike the head.
One shot, and bam, dead,
but you can take a couple shots
to the gut.
In jail, there was this one guy,
and he said
Okay. No time for that.
We gotta finish this.
We'll learn everything
from the radio, right?
Okay, now be quiet!
I don't know yet, sweetheart.
What happened?
Then tell her straight up
that that's toxic behavior!
Don't
don't look at her words, but her intent.
I gotta go, sweetheart.
'Cause I fucking gotta! Bye!
-Go!
-Like this? Is that okay?
Yeah! Move!
Come on, a bit more! Telly! Go!
See ya, Telly!
Are you totally fucking nuts? You moron!
Chill the fuck out! I wouldn't have
pushed it in with my money inside!
Take the dough.
You got a problem?
-Got a fucking problem?
-Yes, I do!
I do, so get your shit together!
Or what?
Get in, and stop fucking around
before you fuck something else up.
I'm taking the bag.
Not only did you fuck up the convoy,
making Emil kill this guy,
but you keep flipping out at every turn!
This whole job was thanks to me.
If it wasn't for me, you'd still be
farting in your shitty couch
and snorting that shit!
Fuck me. You should be glad
if I give you a hundred grand, you wacko.
You don't even deserve one fucking zloty!
Emil.
Emil!
I'm not going back to prison
for a measly hundred grand!
Help! Help me!
Oh fuck!
I gotta go to
to the hospital.
Fuck, that hurts!
Emil!
Carry me to the car.
No. Emil! What are you waiting for? Huh?
Help me!
Emil!
What are you
Fuck.
I'm sorry about the keys.
Good evening.
I just wanted to run away from my dad.
No!
I know
that you just want your money back.
But we don't have it anymore
'cause that prostitute took it.
We were afraid of you,
and she used that against us.
Dad, for fuck's sake!
It's the truth.
Could you give us the keys to the car?
Because we would just like
to go home safely.
Please.
Thank you.
I hope you will find it.
Goodbye!
I didn't kill him.
He's alive.
I can't believe what you did.
He let us go, just like that.
You're incredible!
You really got one over on him.
Diana, sit in the back.
He could be back.
Leon.
Let's go to a hotel. I'm just
And the kids are tired.
Get in!
You had a red dress on,
red shoes, and a light jacket.
I was at that bus station!
I just couldn't do it 'cause
I find you so fucking hot.
I was afraid that
I'm sorry. I fucked everything up anyway.
Maybe someday.
I'm sorry for everything.
I want to share a room with Wojtek.
Since he doesn't have
a girlfriend anymore.
then we've got to find
the ignition cables.
EMERGENCY CAR START WITH NO KEYS
Yeah, I know this looks a bit sketchy.
It's just that my wife lost the car keys,
and now I have to
Subtitle translation by: Agnieszka Zurek